Nezuko felt as though she could finally breath. Fortunately most of her pairings won. Even though some of her pairing lost, such as Tanjiro vs Gyutaro, Mitsuri vs Hantengu, and Muichiro vs Gyokko, she still felt happy for how the match's turned out. Although during those specific matches she tried her best to hid it from her teammates, but her face couldn't help but form a small smile when Muichiro gave her a sassy grin after he won his match.
The other school was preparing to leave and everyone seemed to be saying their goodbyes. Nezuko was looking over the notes she had taken during the fights when she felt a taller figure lean into her and wrap they arm around her shoulder.
"Looking at them makes me feel so sad and left out," Douma whimpered.
Nezuko couldn't tell if he was joking or not until she looked up and saw the grin on his face. She followed his eyes and looked open a sweet scene of Akaza and Rengoku talking to each other. They seemed to be lost in their own world and from they were standing you could hear them talking about strength.
"You know in the past you probably would have made an excellent match maker," Douma lifted his head off Nezukos and looked down at her.
Nezuko let out a small laugh when she heard someone from across the room call to her.
"Nezuko!" She turned to see Mitsuri running across the room towards her.
Douma let out a whistle "what a pretty lady,"
Nezuko elbowed him in the ribs, pushing away, towards Mitsuri.
"Aww you hurt my feelings," Douma whimpered.
Nezuko ignored Doumas fake sadness and pressed forward towards Mitsuri.
"Before we left I wanted to give you my phone number," Mitsuri handed her a folded piece of paper "we should hang out some time soon,"
Nezuko smiled "sure."
Mitsuri ran back to her team and she passed the young black and blue haired boy that was making his approach towards Nezuko.
"Hey," Muichiro waved giving a slight head tilt.
"Can I help you with anything?" Nezuko asked giving a slight head tilt in return.
"I hope so," Muichiro averted his eyes "Tanjiro mentioned that you are pretty smart and I was wondering if you could help me with some of my grades," he looked back at her with a small smile.
Nezuko reddened at the compliment "s-sure," she stuttered out.
"Here's my phone number," He handed her a piece of paper, and ran back to his team.
Nezuko stood frozen holding the slip of paper, her face a bright red.
"Aww look at my girl," Daki cheered approaching her "look who's got a date,"
"It's nothing like that," Nezuko rushes to say "he just wanted my help with studying,"
"Sure," Douma gave her a wink.
Nezuko remained frozen in place considering her options.
1 » agree
2 » deny
3 » run
Nezuko opted for the last one sprinting away.
"Aww she's so cute," Douma cooed watching Nezuko run.
"She is," Daki agreed "but hey, don't you already need to have excellent grades to get into hashira high?"
"Yea why," Douma replied.
"Well if he's already got excellent grades, why does he need Nezukos help with studying?" Daki looked towards Muichiro who was leaving the building. She noted his slightly triumphant smirk.
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FanfictionNezuko has just begun high school but not the same one as her brother. Because of an incident that occurred in her last year of middle school she's been sent to a high school for troubled kids, kids that are referred to as demons. But they dont seem...
