Shizen no Kokyou. (Shinobu x Male Reader) [COMPLETED]

Chapter 22

Satsujin grabs Y/N and throws him into a wall.

He then creates a knife and stabs Y/N in the right chest.

Satsujin: Sayonara, my little brother~

Y/N falls on his knees in the void.

Y/N: Why...? Why am I... So weak...?

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Y/N's eyes start to water as he starts to cry.

Y/N: *crying* Why am I so weak...? I... I can't protect anyone... someone.... Please... help me... It hurts... It hurts so damn much... I... I don't know anymore...

???: Y/N...

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Y/N gasps as he instantly recognises the voice and turns around.

There he stood.

Smiling, like always.

The Flame Hashira.

Kyoujuro Rengoku.

Or, as Y/N knew him.

Kyou-nii...

Rengoku: *smiling* It's been quite a while, right?

Y/N runs and hugs the man tightly, as he lets it out. All that he had been storing up inside. All the grief. All the sadness.

All the tears.

He keeps saying "Kyou-nii" over and over again as he refused to let go of Rengoku.

Rengoku: *caressing Y/N's hair* You aren't weak. You're strong. You're REALLY strong.

Y/N: But... My breathing... And my katana...

Rengoku: *smiling* Tell me how your breathing works again, Y/N...

Y/N: I borrow energy from the nature... To create an attack... Then return the borrowed energy back to the nature...

Rengoku: And you've been using the second form for quite a long time, haven't you? There's a limit to how much "wrath" nature can unleash, isn't there?

Y/N slowly nods.

Rengoku: So tell me, Y/N... You aren't weak... So what are you going to do?

Y/N: I... I will... I will set my heart ablaze...!

A bright green leaf forms upon Y/N's chest as it spreads up all the way to his neck, and then on the bottom of his face, making a whole plant appear on his face as Y/N's eyes open up.

Satsujin looks at Y/N getting up, in amusement.

Y/N: I will... Protect the weak ones... Because I... Am the Nature Hashira, Y/N L/N!

Y/N looks at Satsujin, the plant-looking mark going across his neck, and glowing a bright green as the glow dies down, and a green imprint of a plant is left on Y/N's body.

Satsujin: You're still moving, huh?

Y/N: You want to be loved...

Satsujin: Huh? The hell are you on about?

Y/N: You want to feel a mother's love.

Satsujin: *gritting his teeth* Shut the hell up and die already!

He sends a barrage of knives towards Y/N.

Y/N: Total Concentration. Nature Breathing. First Form. Teardrops of the Sky.