This one isn't the best. Its hardly even romance based. So like small fluff, I guess?? If you can call it that. I'm honestly not proud of this one, but I'll post it anyways...
Also its insinuated to be a female reader, but I dont think pronouns are used? Unless I forgot...
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When I was young, I always dreamed of a boy's eyes. Not any normal boy, but a boy I seemed to love dearly. They were eyes I could never forget..."You have your bag, right?" My mother questioned, grabbing my shoulders before spinning me in a circle.
"Yes, I have my bag. I wouldn't forget that," I responded with a laugh.
"And you have-"
I cut her off before she could even begin, "I have my charger so my phone won't die. My phone will be on at all times so if anything happens you can call me or I can call you."
"And-"
"Yes, I have books and pens."
I never forgot a thing before. But as of recent, it felt like I had forgotten something. Something important to me...
My mother let out a huff, closing her eyes as her head fell. I smiled, watching her small panic leave. Normally it wouldn't go like this, but she had been getting paranoid after I started hanging out with my friends outside of the house.
"Make sure you're back by sunset, okay?" My mother looked up at me, giving me a small smile.
"By sunset. Got it," I gave her a quick hug before rushing to the door.
I always thought it was an odd curfew. Why not an actual time? Why must it be at sunset...
As I left I could hear my mother groan and whine about running in the house. I shook my head as I shut the door behind me, ready for my next adventure. I took a deep breath before beginning my walk, like normal. A normal daily routine. Leave the house, walk to the train station while meeting my friend half way there, then get to school.
And so I was off, walking to the train station. I hummed a small tune as I walked, focusing on nothing but what was ahead of me. All that was around was houses, so there wasn't much to look at. I had to be honest though. Two of the houses always caused me sto stop. A yellow house beside a blue one.
Looking at those houses always made my heart ache. Like I was meant to have one once. Maybe with someone else, someone I was close to. Like the person who had those eyes I could never seem to forget...
Shaking the thought from my head, I could see my friend ahead. Her foot tapping on the ground as she looked at her phone.
"Suzuki!" I yelled out, getting the females attention.
The girl looked up from her phone, catching sight of me. Her once plain face now had a smile on it, though it was a teasing smile.
"Didn't I tell you to call me Shiori? We've known eachother for over a year now. Start calling me by my first name," my friend spoke jokingly.
Why did I insist on calling people by their last names? Even when I grew close to someone I still did it. It was an odd feeling I had, telling me to do it. Though apparently it made me seem like I was from the early 1900's, according to my friends...
I quickly ran up to her, pulling her into a tight hug. Her arms pulled up slightly, going to my shoulders to push me off. Her black hair fell infront of her face as she did.
"Get off me!" She yelled, clearly annoyed at my actions. "How have you always been this strong?!"
"Cause I, unlike you, have natural born strength!" I responded.
This always brought some odd sense of familiarity. Not because it often happened between me and Suzuki. That wasn't the reason at all. It felt like it had happened before, with someone else...
I let the girl go, knowing she always hatted when I hugged her for too long. Suzuki pushed her hair from her face, fixing it. She then started walking, causing me to follow after her.
"So what's on the agenda for today after school?" Suzuki asked randomly.
"Huh? I thought you and Aikita were planning that," I responded.
A small groan left her lips, "So that's why she told me she didn't care what we did..."
I let out a small laugh. Suzuki then started rambling on and on about what we could do. Though my thoughts were elsewhere...
I always had a strange feeling. It was like my heart wasn't complete. I knew someone was meant to fill that part. But Suzuki and Aikita didn't fill that space, that small empty space in my heart...
"Maybe we could get Hina to join us. She would know more about that stuff than any of us," Suzuki contined to ramble on and on.
It was like my heart lacked something. Something I should have known. Something I should have remembered. A name, a person, or something completely different. All I knew was something was missing, something I held close to me. Someting to do with those eyes I remember so often...
"Hm? Y/n, do you think we could go to the amusement park? That would be fun," Suzuki asked.
It snapped me from my thoughts. A smile formed on my face as I snapped back into reality.
"Yeah, that sounds like fun."
I looked forward, seeing someone walking towards Suzuki and I. He didn't even bother to look up from his phone. Black bangs covered his face, something that was easy to notice. He was quite short as well.
Why did it seem familiar. His hair, his demeanor, him in general. It was like I had seen him before. Yet I couldn't put a name to the face...
"Hm? He'll bump into us if he doesn't look up. Shouldn't a boy know better?" Suzuki grumbled.
My feet slowed, thoughts taking over my mind once again. I couldn't control them. It was like my head and heart couldn't agree.
What was this odd feeling? Why could I invision him wearing something different? A specific outfit I had dreamed of before. Why did I feel like I was being held in someones arms when I looked at him? How could one glimpse of a person make me feel so many things...
"H-Hey, Y/n... Are you okay?" Suzuki asked me, placing her hand on my shoulder.
Who is he...
The male started to walk past. As he did I caught a glimpse of his eyes. The two different colored eyes I used to dream of. The eyes I saw whenever I saw yellow and blue beside one another. The eyes I saw whenever I saw something black and white. The eyes I saw whenever I felt like I needed comfort.
The picture of someone holding me appeared in my head. I could feel someones arms around me as I was wrapped in a black and white striped haori. His arms were around me. Tears poured down my face as I cried in pain. Yet he held me tighter and tighter the more I cried, as if he'd never let me go. He wss trying to comfort me...
"Why are you crying?" Suzuki asked.
I couldn't see his eyes at the time. His face was cut, making him unable to open his eyes for me too see their beautiful colors. Yet I could still picture them. I could see his beautiful eyes looking into mine as I cried. He promised me something. He promised we'd meet again, in another life...
"Obanai Iguro!" I yelled out.
That's right. Obanai Iguro... He promised we would meet again, in a new life. And when he did, he would tell me how much he loved me...
I turned around, looking at the boy who had walked past. His head turned as he looked at me. Tears continued to fall from my eyes. I couldn't control them as he stared at me. His eyes were wide as they started to water. It was as if he had the same realization I had.
It finally clicked. The thing I was missing was him. And the only reason I remembered, was because of his unique and beautiful eyes...
"Y/n L/n!" He yelled back.
We had found eachother. Once again, I could stare into those eyes I loved so dearly. Those eyes that were worth remembering, even through death and into a new life...
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Demon Slayer Oneshots
FanfictionBasically oneshots of characters from demon slayer... I try and update as much as possible, I promise! This will have fluff and angst mostly. I may write a smut here or there, IF it gets requested. -=-=-=- Right now (as of October 16th, 2023) I'm ta...