Random KNY one shots [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Apology bread | {RenGiyuu}

Theme: Angst+Fluff

Note: Guys this was part 69 (including drafts) 😋✨

Giyuu shook his head, crossing his arms and glaring down at the crowd of demon slayers around him. He didn't understand why they kept crowding him. No matter how many times he ran away from them, they kept coming back. Asking him questions. Why the fuck were they doing this? 

He jumped, over all of the people, landing on the outside of the ring they'd created around him, then he ran. Ran fast as he could. But they persisted, following him as he sped past roads, ignoring the way they shouted at him to come back. He kept running then found himself in a field where Sanemi was training. He backed against a tree and tried to hide himself as the group of demon slayers went up to Sanemi and asked where Giyuu was.

Sanemi, spotting Giyuu and seeing his desperate look that clearly said don't tell them!!, Sanemi grinned and said, "Tomioka? Oh, well, he just so happened to have past by here! Look, he's right there, hiding pathetically behind the trees."

Giyuu felt all eyes turn to him and he shrank back, shooting Sanemi a glare before he shot up and ran through the trees, hearing the pattering of footsteps as the others followed him. He turned suddenly and then ran into Kyojuro who flinched back, surprised.

"Hello, Tomioka!" he said cheerfully.

Giyuu gritted his teeth as he was held back by the chattering male. The other demon slayers quickly found him and swarmed around him. He glared at Kyojuro and muttered under his breath, "Look what you've done." 

Kyojuro, surprised, stood still for a minute, confused. Then he realized that Giyuu didn't seem to want these people around him at all and said, loudly, "Maybe you should all leave him alone, he doesn't seem to want you around him right now!"

The demon slayers turned to each other, talking, not listening to Kyojuro until he said, a lot louder, "Please leave, we need to do important Hashira things!!" It was a lie, but at least it got most of the people away.

A couple stayed thought, but they left when Giyuu glared at them and told them that if they didn't leave, he would rip his own arm off and use it as bait so the demons would eat them. When only one left, Giyuu scratched a thick line down his arm and showed them the blood he'd drawn from it. They left then and he sighed, tired. He sat down on a rock next to him and patted at the blood with the corner of the red side of his haori.

Kyojuro had been shocked by this side of Giyuu and hadn't said anything, but now he crouched next to the Hashira and said, "Are you alright? The wound doesn't look deep."

"I'm fine," Giyuu grunted, pulling his sleeve down over the scratch. "It's nothing."

"Okay," Kyojuro decided, smiling. "Why were they following you, though? Did they want something?"

"Because someone," gritted out Giyuu, curling his hands into fists, "told one of them that I refused to talk to anyone about myself or something, and they started following me trying to get something out of me. They've been doing this all day! And they were everywhere."

"Oh? Who told them?" Kyojuro asked, curious. 

"Shinazugawa or Iguro, I'm guessing," Giyuu muttered. He glared up at Kyojuro. "What do you want anyways? All you did was make it worse but blocking my way."

"I'm sorry! If I had known, I wouldn't have done that," the Flame Hashira apologized, not seeming to notice how irritated Giyuu was.

"Yeah, sure. But if you see me running from something again, either you help me, get out of my way, or run with me. If you don't, I'll just let them trample all over you and I will fucking help them," Giyuu said, his voice low. He stood, then, and didn't meet Kyojuro's stunned gaze as he strode away. "I'm going to train now, make sure they don't follow me."