𝐁𝐀𝐁𝐘 𝐃𝐄𝐌𝐎𝐍┊͙ ˘͈ᵕ˘͈ ᴷᴺʸ ˣ ᴿᴱᴬᴰᴱᴿ

𝐀𝐏𝐎𝐋𝐎𝐆𝐘 𝐆𝐈𝐅𝐓

[f/n = fathers name]

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3ʀᴅ ᴘᴏᴠ (◍•ᴗ•◍)

It was late afternoon and the Hashira Meeting was finally over, and everyone was ready to leave.

Everyone except for Tengen and Rengoku, who were greatly dissatisfied.

The entire meeting, Tengen's fuchsia eyes were glued to the Wind Hashira's head, never once losing his glare.

His eyes did start to hurt after a while but he didn't stop. Did Shinazugawa stop stabbing the box, even after hearing [Name]'s cries? No, so then why should he lower his glare?

The moment the Wind Hashira stepped out of the Master's residence, he felt a hand firmly grasp his shoulder.

He turned his head around and was met with the eyes of a very angry Sound Hashira along with the sharp glare of the Flame Hashira.

Tengen felt Sanemi's posture stiffen and that action alone made him grin, "Say Shinazugawa..." He murmured lowly, "Do you have a minute to talk?"

The man didn't even wait for his reply. He gave Sanemi's shoulder a tight squeeze before dragging him away from the mansion, Rengoku followed close behind to make sure nobody saw them.

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Tengen grabbed Sanemi's uniform collar and slammed his back into a nearby tree, "What the actual fuck, Shinazugawa!" He yelled, the veins in his hands tightening as he gripped his collar tighter, "What is wrong with you?!"

Sanemi grit his teeth as he felt himself being sandwiched between Tengen's arms and the bark of the tree, "What do you mean what's wrong with me?!" He yelled back in equal volume, "I was doing what was right!"

The Sound Hashira's eyes narrowed with fury, "What's right? What's right?!" His hands gripped him tighter, "Tell me, does it sound right to torture a child you promised to protect?!"

Sanemi's mouth frowned into a snarl, his non-existent brows furrowed deeply as he took in the flamboyant man's words. "I didn't know that [Name] turned into a demon!" He hissed, "Nobody had seen them after the death of [F/n]! And who cares about some stupid promise I made 2 fucking years ago?!"

"Who cares?!" Tengen fumed, he slammed Sanemi's back against the tree, his anger clearly reflecting off his actions, "Do you have a brain in that big head of yours?! [Name] loved each and every one of us like we were family! No matter how scary some of us looked!"

His face shifted into one of loathing and a hint of sadness filled his fuchsia pupils, "I watched the way [Name]'s eyes would light up whenever you returned their affection! I saw the way you two interacted, how your ears would perk up whenever they called!" His hands were gripping his collar so hard his knuckles were beginning to lose color, "Stabbing the child who used to love you surely brought you some kind of remorse, huh?!"