Save me, or don't. /a Douma and Inosuke ff

Chapter 4

AN:// this has become very cringe but yuh 🤷‍♀️//:
‼️ MANGA SPOILER AHEAD ‼️
Warning: graphic description, ooc, a lot of non-canon stuff, cursing, mentions of vomit
"..." talking
*...* thinking
[...] Muzan communicating through thoughts
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Pov Douma:
Days passed and Inosuke finally got healthier again.
His duty as an cult leader and taking care of a child did not seem to be a problem at all. He had any kind of different people showing up and telling him about their worries.

From a guy loosing his cat to a woman talking about how her husband forces her to give birth to countless of children. He heard all of it. Since the day he started to talk.
And once in a while there were some women talking about their newborns. How they treat them or how their husband would treat the child.

With this much knowledge he somewhat knew how to handle babies.

Keyword: somewhat.

"WAHHH WAHHA" the thought to throw Inosuke out of the nearby window seemed to be more attractive to the upper moon 2 than to keep that wailing baby that just puked onto his face.
He's glad it's daytime. His followers won't bother him while daytime. Even better, otherwise he'd look like a helpless father in front of a bunch of stupid humans who think he hears the voice if god. That would not look good on him.

Inosuke still screaming in his arms, he put the child down onto the bed while wrapping a blanked in an o shape so he doesn't accidentally roll down the bed and went into the next room connected to his own. There he ripped his face apart and let it regenerate into a cleaner face.

Holding the rest of his skin and flesh probably some teeth included he went over to the window and smashed the blood down the floor in front of the window leaving some place. Afterwards he opened the curtains while stepping out of reach of the sun and watched the blood and skin burn.

Once it was all gone he closed the curtains again and went back to the room he left Inosuke in.

The baby being now sound asleep.

"Seriously?"
Silently he made his way over to Inosuke and put his hand lightly onto the sleeping child's stomach to let him know that his 'father's' there.
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He of course did not forget what his master told him. What his master desired. But yet..
*I want to feel something. I have never had another want, another wish other than that. That kid- no. Kotoha did this. Kotoha made him. I can't let anyone take him from me. I will not let anyone take him from me"

Staring wide eyed with no emotion draped over his face he reached closer to Inosuke. Soon being nose to nose with the sleeping baby.

"I will protect you Inosuke. You will get stronger. I will train you. And soon you'll be fighting with me. And then we'll.."

*we'll what? There is nothing I'm fighting for.
Only for the life of those stupid, horribly stupid humans. But then why..?*
It didn't matter. It was important to keep Inosuke save. He can't loose the possibility to feel ever again. First he'll protect Inosuke, then he'll train him so Inosuke will be able to protect himself.

Backing off of Inosuke he stand up and walked towards a desk located next to a closed window.
Slowly bending down he looked through some drawers until he found a neatly folded paper.
Looking down on what was written on that paper
₦₩₧€₭₦₡∰
Serve master Muzan
Help humans to paradise
He added;
Protect Inosuke at all costs

With his finger regenerating itself he looked down onto the paper.
"Protect Inosuke" he whispered.
Looking back at Inosuke he walked over to him after putting the paper back and closing the drawer.
Patting and rubbing his tummy he waited for the night to begin.
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Pov Muzan:
Gripping hard onto the edges of the table he breathed a long, hot breath
"Hahh... this power. Oh he's getting stronger. Once he finally conquers in the sun I can devour him and be the strongest being in this world. I knew he wouldn't disappoint me"
Biting his bottom lip he grinned like a maniac. Feeling proud of his creation. A bit too proud.
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Pov no one:
Meanwhile somewhere out in the woods, there is a young boy with blueish black hair holding his sisters Haori while dragging himself back to his trainer. With his best friend in front of him.

"Man Sabito, do you think we were a bit faster than the last few times?"
"Yeah I'm sure! Cheer up! You look so sad. Let's keep going I'm sure mister Ukorodani will fix that haori of yours!"
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While on the other hand;

"UGH IT DOESNT EVEN HAVE A NAME. Why are we still holding this useless thing with us?! Just throw it out already!"

"HES JUST A CHILD! HE WONT SURVIVE ON HIS OWN!"

The unnamed child with hair as black as the night and honey colored eyes is crying with a big bruise on his cheek. Not understanding the situation as he's just an almost two year old toddler.
He held onto the woman's kimono with dear life until he got dragged outside by the rude monster looking like creature who dared to call himself a man.

(- in case some people don't know, this is about Zenitsu. He's canonly older than Inosuke but the rest ist made up)
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But there was also;

"OUCH!"
A high pitched voice sounded.

"YOURE WAY TO MUCH OF A BRUTE! No one would ever marry auch an ugly and useless girl like you! Get lost! You eat more than a starving pig!"

The attacked girl looked down in shame. Not knowing how to answer she just listened as the man before her keeps insulting her.
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Pov Douma:
The sun is setting down. So he slowly makes his way towards his welcoming hall where he talks with everyone in his cult. Inosuke is sound asleep and he knows he won't be waking up until morning. That baby sleeps a lot.

As he places Inosuke somewhere farther behind him so no one would see he put his head on and sat back down just as someone came in and told him to be ready.

"Send them in."

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AN:// sorry this took so long. Anyway, none of this did happen in the canon universe. I'll try to update more
I hope you enjoyed :> //: