(Not a request)
"Now my children, Please welcome the new flame Hashira, Kyoujurou Rengoku, with open arms..." the Flashy haired Man Bows deeply at the master, then at us.
Flashy hair....
His smile shivers, from what must be excitedness.
"I Hope we can all get along well, Let's rid this world of demons once and for all!"
"Yes, Kyojuro, we will." He places a flame designed haori over Rengoku's back, and he accepts the offering pridefully.
Flashy Haori...
Sanemi scoffs, but holds his toungue in the presence of the master. It's only after he nods and is escorted away, that Sanemi speaks. "So you think that just by you joining, you can change the whole demon slayer corps!?"
"Yes! I'm quite confident in my abilities, and I dont plan on losing-"
"Dont make me laugh, cocky bastard!"
Flashy attitude...
He laughs confidently and reaches out to put a hand on his shoulder, to which Sanemi draws his blade.
"Sanemi." Its Iguro, probably the only one who can control a guy like him without the master.
Anyways,
"He's exactly what I've been looking for..." Gyomei shivers and takes his rosary beads out. "He's perfect!"
"Uzui-kun." I side eye him, stopping when I realize it's pointless. "What? I dont take lightly to having my thoughts interrupted."
"What are your intentions with that poor boy...?" I grin and cross my arms, watching the three of them talk, Rengoku, Mitsuri, and Shinobu.
"I can tell you, but I can't guarantee you'll like it!" I laugh.
"Namu amida butsu..." he mumbles under his breath, a single tear slipping down his face.
"Or you can ask my wives, they'll tell you how satisfying a night with me is-"
"Namu amida butsu, Namu amida butsu, Namu amida Butsu," He chants loudly, tears spilling down his cheeks.
"Kyoujuro!" He turns his head towards me and walks over with a curious look on his face. Shinobu and mitsuri continue talking without him.
"You dont mind me calling you that, right? We're going to get very close soon enough..."
"I can't bear witness to this..." Gyomei disappears, and all that's left of him are his tears.
"Was that man-"
"Your gonna come with me! I'm Tengen Uzui, Lord of Festivals and the flashiest Sound Hashira in all of history!"
Rengoku smiles immediately, as natural as breathing. "it's nice to meet you Tengen, and No, I dont mind you calling me Kyoujuro, if I can call you Tengen!"
"Hahahaha! That name is reserved for 3 people only, if you want to become part of that group then you'll have to make a vow for it."
"A vow? I see...so a pinky promise!" He holds out his pinky and wiggles it. Uzui suspends his disbelief for a moment and shakes his head. "No, No, it's a different type of vow, a more permanent one!"
"...double pinky promise?" Uzui stares at him blankly, and rengoku laughs. "You dont know what those are? Here, I'll show you!" Mitsuri giggles from nearby, and shinobi whispers something in her ear.
Uzui picks him up and hauls him over his shoulder before Rengoku could react. "H-Hey, Tengen!"
"There you go again," Uzui slaps his butt, and rengoku yelps. "I told you we'd have to get married if you said that name again. You're a fixer upper, but you'll be just fine!"
"You never said anything about marriage, Tengen!" Rengoku blushes, his face hotter than the flame from his sword. "Tengen!!" His voice disappears in the wind.
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"Tengen!"
"Tengen!"
Uzui blinks twice, looking up.
"Tengen, you said you would help with dinner tonight, Thank goodness Hina wasn't busy.." Rengoku cups his cheek gently, one crimson and gold crusted eye gazing at him lovingly. "Are you feeling okay?"
"I'm fine, just reminiscing, that's all." Rengoku pecks him on the lips and grabs his hand firmly, pulling him up from his seat.
"But why would you ever want to do that?" Uzui grins. Rengoku is completely right.
"Let's go eat, I'm starving!"
