THE WATER PILLAR AND THE DEMON PRINCE. (Giyutan story)

The encounter

CAUTION! MENTIONS A BIT OF SELF HARM

Tanjiro's POV

I was really hungry. As me and Nezuko were different. We could survive for a year without blood. We could change back to our human forms. This meant we could drink our own blood as a precautionary resort. We walked out of the canopy of trees. Nezuko and I sensed a group of people coming over. There was a man in front of us. My instincts took over. With one swish of my hand against the air, the man's head burst open splattering blood everywhere. He was alive though. Nezuko pulled the man into the woods.

"Who gets first pick?" I asked Nezuko.

"I do! You guard the trees. I know how much you like to see pale people. Especially because you're gay." Nezuko retorted.

"Fine!" I exclaimed.

She took the body deep into the woods. Soon the whole woods were filled with the screams of the man. I smirked. I loved this sound. It filled me with pleasure. There were only four things that brought me happiness. one- Nezuko, two- Father, three- Pained screams, four- the blood that trickles down my opened wounds. I have always felt like I don't belong, and when something triggers me, well, the blade helps me calm down. The screams stopped. I growled, I pulled out a small blade. I slowly cut my skin drawing small beads of blood. I whipped my head back in pleasure. The stinging soon stopped as my body regenerated the skin. I shrugged and put the knife back in my holder. The man's body was kicked out of the shadows. He was surrounded by a pool of blood.

I smirked. I cupped my hands around the dead man and stared into his eyes. My eyes turned blood red and my pupils were slits. I growled. and threw the man into the shadows. I looked at my palm. It was covered in blood. I tenderly licked my fingers.

"Oh my!" I said, and looked at the man.

" Your blood is rare! And very tasty!" I told him.

His skin was deathly pale. I knew Nezuko had drunk her share of the blood. I picked up the man's arm and bit it. I sucked the remaining blood from his body. I instantly felt stronger. I heard someone running towards us. Nezuko looked at me. She had portaled towards me.

"Act as if we know him and cry." I told her. We shrank to look two years younger, and quietly wept.

Giyu Tomioka's POV

"No! Please spare me-aargh!" I heard screams.

they seemed to come from the woods. I looked at Kocho and Renguko. We sighed and ran to the direction of the sound. We were greeted by two children weeping beside a man. The boy looked cute. I shook off my thoughts and focused on the children.

Shinobu walked up to them and asked with her honey voice, "Is he related to you?".

"He was a friend of ours." the girl sobbed out.

The boy just wept silently as tears trickled down his skin.

"What are your names?" Shinobu asked with a slight smile on her face.

"I am Nezuko and this is my brother Tanjiro." the girl answered.

I just nodded my head in response. Suddenly the girl, Nezuko looked at her brother and then us. Her eyes were filled with fear and anger. Her brother looked at her and she calmed down.

"Are you communicating through your eyes?" Renguko asked.

"My sister is disturbed by his death. I am reassuring her." the boy, Tanjiro, told the fire Hashira.

Tanjiro's POV

I looked at the three people carefully. I saw that each one carried a katana.

"Nezuko, these people are demon slayers. Possibly Hashiras by the look of it."

I said in my mind

Nezuko looked at me, with fear in her eyes

"Onii-chan, how do you know?" Nezuko questioned me through telepathy

"Did you forget I can manipulate and read thoughts? Now continue acting or you'll blow our cover!" I said.

I looked at Nezuko, reassured with my look. She calmed down.

"Are you communicating through your eyes?" the yellow haired Hashira asked me. No shit Sherlock, I thought.

"My sister is disturbed by his death. I am reassuring her." I lied through my teeth.

" What are your names? "I asked the people.

"I am Shinobu, this is Renguko and he is Giyu." the lady told us pointing at the men. Giyu huh? He looks hot. Too bad he's a Hashira. I shook off these thoughts and continued looking miserable. Shinobu came up to the dead man.

"His blood has been sucked out!" she said in a honey laced voice. This man abused his children, wife, family and friends, I thought. Before I killed him I read his memories. He was wickeder than any demon, so we ate him. We don't need to eat for another year.

"Poor man." Renguko said. "Seems like Muzan has been here." Shinobu said.

My eyes widened but I covered it by acting confused. "

Muzan huh? He is so evil and wicked!" Renguko said, his eyebrows furrowed.

"Tanjiro-kun have you seen a person with red eyes pass by?" Shinobu asked.

"I saw him go that way." I said, pointing to the opposite direction of the coven.

"That's weird. You are pointing in a direction which is away from the presence of demons." Shinobu said in an angry voice.

Nezuko had enough. This woman was taunting our father. Nezuko got up and her demonic form took over. The demon slayers readied their weapons.

"It's okay Nezuko. We don't need to kill them. What use would it be?" I asked Nezuko. I

was wearing my happy smile as always. I got up and turned into my true age- Nineteen. Nezuko calmed down and turned eighteen.

"My dear pretty Hashiras, don't take this as offensive, but you're weak and hurt." I said pointing to Shinobu's shoulder, which she had sprained. "H-how did you know?" the flustered woman asked.

I smirked and jumped into the portal that Nezuko had made while I distracted them.

"Shit!" was the last word I had heard from Giyu the Hashira.