♡︎Doukaza, Kokudou, Kokudoukaza ONESHOTS! ♡︎

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Hashira Akaza X Demon Douma
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"So you really are going to kill me huh?" Douma said, staring at the man who pointed his sword in front of him. The sharp tip of the blade poked his neck. "Yes. Yes I am." The demon hunter said, trying to cover up his saddened look as he saw that his used to be friend was now a demon. He knew the only thing he could do was kill the poor thing. "Wow, I didn't realize that we were in the forest where we had our first mission together. That's cute." The blond said, laughing to himself.

"You seem to not be taking this seriously, I hope you enjoy the few minutes you have left," Akaza answered, sighing as the thought of having to behead him started to fill his mind. "You disgust me.." he added. "I'm sorry to hear that, Akaza." The demon replied, still continuing the stare at the sword that was going to end him, he just wasn't ready to look at his friend yet. "You always were so dull, not ever seeing the fun in things, just like right now. You can't even pretend to have one last laugh with me hm? Maybe it's because..you don't really want to kill me, but that's just a small guess. Tell me, am I correct?"

"You've got it all wrong, and you're being stupid for insulting me like that when I completely control your fate, you know. I do not feel sorry for you, I could never feel sorry for such a beast like you." The tattooed man lied, he always wanted to be with the blond, he just couldn't seem to let that tough guy act down. Now he was forced to kill the blond he had fantasized of being with, how sad. "I know you don't mean that. When you had a rough time and you saw me your gaze always softened, and even though you have done quite a good job covering up your sadness right now. Your eyes have betrayed you, I can see that tint of sadness, you do feel sorry."

"Quit it! Just shut up already!" Akaza yelled, now the sadness in his voice started to show, it was all shaky as if he were on the verge of tears. "I only have little time left, I think I deserve to spend that time talking to you. Don't you think?" The blond said, his smile never faded, that disgustingly sweet smile. "I believe it'll be best if you just stopped being so cocky..Take one last look at your surroundings, at the moon. At the stars, at the lush trees. Just keep your mouth shut."

"Oh my! Did you clean your sword for me, it's shinier than it usually is, I can even see my reflection." Douma teased, observing his looks through the clean weapon. "I wanted to make sure you could take one last good look at yourself before dying. Only the best for the one I hate the most." Akaza joked, trying to cheer himself up. "Well I can't help but thank you, I didn't expect such an act from you." The rainbow eyed demon said, biting his lip when the sword shook in the other's hands, "You're shaking." He added. "Yeah. I just have really shaky hands you jerk." Akaza said, holding back his tears. Douma sighed, "I wish that I hadn't gotten turned into a demon, then we wouldn't be in this situation right now," Douma said, "Although I can't help but feel a little bit..happy. Is that wrong? Is this just something that everyone experiences when they realize that they'll be free?"

Akaza swallowed the lump in his throat, tears formed in his eyes, he looked up so they didn't fall. "Please don't cry about me, you should be just as happy as I am, if not happier." Douma pleaded, "I'm not crying! I'm probably just experiencing some allergies, this is a forest after all." Akaza excused. His hand continued to shake more, making the demon move his body back a little not wanting to be cut just yet. "You know you don't have to lie around me. Especially not now. Say what you must, I just want you to be happy, 'kay?"

"I don't think I can bare to do such a thing. I don't have anything to say to you, I am fine. Besides, you are the one who will die, if anyone is going to say what they want then it should be you." Akaza said, he gave up on keeping his tears in, he looked back down at Douma and let his warm tears run like miniature waterfalls. "Then I would like to say, that even though I'm a man eating beast now, you make me feel human again." Douma confessed, smiling warmly, but never looking up to lock eyes with the black haired man.

"I do say, I am pretty glad that when you were first transformed into the thing that you are now you held back such powerful urges and spared my life." Akaza replied, pulling his speed back a little, his hands now steady. "I never thought you'd say that. You amaze me every day, Akaza." Douma complimented. "I'm sorry for the way I treated you, I made you feel inferior. No wonder you do not feel so bad for killing me, but that is my fault entirely."

"Maybe I'm just trying to cover up how I'm feeling right now, since you'll have to die I guess it wouldn't really hurt to tell you what my perspective on you really is. I have liked you for a while, but I just never could let myself feel weak, to be a hashira is to never let yourself be overcome by emotions, and I heavily envied you for not being able to have to struggle like me. You were never able to feel these emotions like the rest of us, no wonder you were so strong."

"You really think so? Not being able to feel emotions isn't really something to wish for. It's more of a curse than a dream. Because when I see people crying, I cannot understand why, and so I cannot relate to them. You are a strong man for being able to keep your emotions hidden like you do, I'm amazed that I am currently seeing you cry. Wow, this will be my first and last time seeing you be so emotional." Douma said, looking at the dark green grass, that was sadly getting his pants soaked, and covered in gross dirt. But he couldn't really care, he just kept his attention on both Akaza, and the sword being held to his neck.

"It's a shame that I have to kill you, I would've liked to continue being your friend..you had always made me interested in your breathing style." Akaza said, the tears coming back, "I can already tell that you want to prove to the others that I am a good demon, but I am fine with dying, because you're going to be the one killing me. It really is an honor.." douma looked up at his friend, his pupils became bigger as if he were a cat, making Akaza smile. "I like how you can read me like a book, it always amazes me when you say pretty much what I'm thinking."

"When I was younger I had to act like an adult, helping my followers even though I couldn't understand much. I learned over the years, I learned how to read people's body language, and I've been able to do it every since." douma smiled, "Oh man, I'm so sorry." Akaza said, "Do not worry, I'm glad that I developed such a skill, it really comes in handy when I'm talking to others and even when battling demons, sadly I can no longer do that. Since you know, I'm going to die?"

"Im going to miss you." Akaza said, breaking the eye contact they had, he was just about to behead the other before it was grabbed. He looked at the blond and saw that he stabbed himself in the head, all by himself, closing his eyes and smiling happily when they blood spilled, "Knowing that I'm going to die in your hands makes me feel better about this whole situation. As much as I want to be along your side, I do not wish to suffer, the constant urge to eat people is like hell. I want to be free, it has only been a singular day of being a demon and I am suffering. Everything hurts, the fact that I still have just a little bit of sanity left really sucks. I don't want to see you or the others shake in fear when I smile and show my now sharp teeth. You'll forget about me eventually. When you die, hopefully I'll be there to see you, but for now I will make everyone's lives easier, and that is by letting you kill me. So please, do that." Douma spoke, pulling the sword out of his head, the stab wound starting to heal itself.

Akaza nodded, quickly cutting the other's head off, being as quick as he possibly could so he didn't cause so much pain on the other, because that's not what the blond deserved, he had suffered far too much. He held the demon's severed head in his hands, the body that belonged to the demon started to shake slightly, it was becoming weak without it's head. Eventually it fell to the floor, slowly turning into nothing but ash. He cried heavily, the head in his hands starting to disappear, but before Douma was fully gone he was able to say one last thing, "Thank you, Akaza."

Akaza held his sword tight, looking at the blood that was on it, sitting down on the ground, and looking up at the moon while crying. Douma had always talked about how much he liked to just stare at the moon on some nights, and now he caught himself doing that. He picked up his sword, looking at it in the air, watching the blood start to dry.

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SHIII I GOT MYSELF TEARING UP DAMNN