(G) Yandere Kokushibo!

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Yay! Another request! Also if you haven't read the front page, this chapter will end up as kokudou, but enjoy!


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Akaza's skin itched with excitement. He stared at the bunch of red roses and the heart-shaped box in his hands with a smile. He had waited so long to do this, and had finally worked up the courage to tell Douma about his feelings for him.

Akaza felt jolts of nervousness run through his body, meddling with his excitement. He had never been the nicest person to Douma, but he hoped his confession would bring him closer to the blonde.

He went to take a step forward- a step closer to his century-long crush, when he felt a cold hand wrap around his neck, nails digging into the stripes around his neck. The air around him and whoever this new threat was became cold, almost unbreathable. 

"Muzan told me about your little crush... but I never did think of you as a threat."

The voice made chills go down Akaza's spine. It was Kokushibo, his least favorite person, ever. He hated how strong Kokushibo was, and how he could never surpass him. And now, the same hand that held the sword that slashed or cut or stabbed him so many times as a warning, was wrapped around the most vulnerable part of his body.

"I was wrong."

Kokushibo's hand squeezed his neck tighter, making it hard for Akaza to talk. His words came out choked and raspy. "What the hell are you doing?! Let go!"

Kokushibo's aura turned angry, he picked the shorter man up, slamming his body against a wall and letting it drop to the floor, the roses scattering everywhere. Akaza grunted in pain, but found he couldn't get up, as Kokushibo's flesh blade had been stabbed through his stomach, pinning him down.

"W-what the hell is wrong with you!?"

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Kokushibo felt the corners of his mouth turn up into a maniac smirk. "I suppose I can't blame you for not knowing.... but... I can still kill you all the same!"

Kokushibo's smile grew as he saw the terror flash over Akaza's body, as the sword was ripped out of him, and he was dragged to his feet by his short pink hair.

"Kokushibo! Stop it! I won't confess to him I-"

Uppermoon 1 didn't give the inferior time to finish before slicing his head off, letting the body drop to the floor. 

Kokushibo smiled darkly as Akaza stared up at him from on the floor, his eyes flicking from his decapitated body to the Demon standing before him.

"W-why!? Why did you do that are you insane!?" Akaza's angry yells filled the room, before Kokushibo stabbed his body through his body, and then his head. Spearing him like a kebab,

Akaza's fury turned to fear and pain as Kokushibo wrenched his limbs off, unhinging his own jaw and slowly eating the inferior demon.

(A/N, I have seen a few headcannons of Kokushibo eating demons like this, and I'm all for it. Make Kokushibo more creepy than he already is? yes please.)

Akaza's screams only stopped once he had been fully eaten and absorbed by Kokushibo. The insane demon glared down at the smear of quickly-disappearing blood and the ripped pink vest and the floor and scoffed. Akaza would be easy to replace.

Kokushibo froze when he heard a familiar voice behind him.

Kokushibo....? What... what did you do...?"

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Kokushibo whirled around, wiping the disappearing blood off his lips. "Douma.."

Douma stood there, horrified beyond belief, He had seen Kokushibo eat demons before, but not his friends, his colleagues.

"Kokushibo... why did you- why did you kill him?!" Douma looked horrified, backing against the wall as if he was afraid he was next.

The same manic smile ripped across Kokushibo's face. All the blood on his face had long disappeared but he was still terrifying.

"Because, He was trying to steal you away from me. He was-"

Douma let out an almost strangled sob, covering his mouth. "What do you mean?! What do you mean he was trying to steal me from you?"

In a flash, Kokushibo was in front of Douma, Holding him gently, offering him a slightly scuffed rose from Akaza's bouquet. "Nobody else can have you but me... And that will never change..."

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Douma couldn't help the pink spreading on his cheeks, dispite the horror at how far his superior would go to win his heart.


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