Y/n happily walked down the stairs and quickly ran into the living room, plopping down on the large cushions on the tatami floor next to the entrance to the zen garden.
"-Mh, when will he go downstairs already?"
The shoji doors were ajar, letting moonlight into the room, gently resting on Y/n's smooth cheeks.
She gazed into its captivating light, fascinated by it. But there was something else about them now.
It was gratitude.
For she knew for certain that it was the moon that had helped her find the Blue Spider Lily.
It was who helped her for the third time.
Her lips curved slightly upward as she looked up, admiring its beauty
"-I was just wondering, what was your connection to that bird? Is it yours?" Y/n smiled.
Then her heart sank as she felt something touch her finger.
Something soft.
Something with feathers.
Y/n looked down at her hand, and her lips parted. She couldn't believe what she was seeing right now.
On her hand was the same snow-white bird. It rubbed itself trustingly against her finger and then took off, chirping around her.
Y/n thought, trying to understand the bird.
"-It's nighttime! Why are you singing? And why is your song so..."
Suddenly, the bird flew up to the moon, and Y/n turning her head up at the sight.
Little bird's feathers glistened in the white light, shimmering with all the colors of the rainbow, as it kept chirping happily.
Y/n stared at the little creature in amazement, trying to figure out what was going on.
"-Your song... and the moon... song..." she thought, looking at the beautiful bird.
And then her lips parted
"-Song of the moon! That is my Blood Demon Art!..." she thought, now turning her gaze to it, shining so brightly in the quiet starry night sky.
Suddenly, images began to appear before her eyes.
Imagination?...
No...
...Memories?...
"-My dear, I've been looking for you everywhere. Who is this sitting here at this hour? It's long past your bedtime!" a man came out on the Enagawa (traditional Japanese veranda) and gently knelt down to Y/n.
"-I get it! You're looking at the moon. Let me help you, and then we'll go to bed, okay?" the man chuckled.
"-Oh, right. Wow, look how big it is in the sky now!" he lifted Y/n into the sky above him.
"-Look closely and you will see beautiful patterns on it!"
Suddenly, a woman came out onto the Enagawa (a traditional Japanese veranda) from behind. She laughed softly, her chest moving slightly up and down.
"-Darling, put Y/n down, it's already her bedtime." She took Y/n into her arms, holding her close.
"-I know, my love, I know. But look at the moon!" man said smiling, turning to her.
"-Wait, who is that? Do I know them?"
The woman stepped closer to the edge, looking up at the sky, and her eyes widened as her lips curled into a smile
"-Indeed! All the Gods, what the beauty in the skies!" laughter escaped her lips.
"-Y/n, it reminds me so much of the night you were born! Don't you think, Kiotaru?" the woman returned her gaze to Y/n, smiling gently.
"-True, Natsuko! On the night you were born, Y/n, the night was so quiet and the moon was so bright, and you were so fragile, tender and calm, that your mother and I immediately thought that the Moon itself had given us such a child!" the man smiled at Y/n and then looked at the woman again.
"-Yes, my darling. Even his holiness the gracious lord founder said so when we took you to him later to get his blessings." The woman giggled, pulling Y/n closer to her.
"-And even now, I can't think of any other child who loves to gaze at the moon so much! Isn't that right, Y/n?" a laugh escaped the man's lips as he joined the hug.
The man and woman held Y/n tightly in their embrace as she raised her eyes to the moon, still gazing at it.
Suddenly, Y/n felt a bird chirping again, and she felt herself snap back to reality.
Y/n sat there in a stupor, looking at little snowy white creature flying around, chirping its beautiful song.
"-What was that just now? Was it a memory from a human life? Were they...my parents? But why, what's th..."
But suddenly she heard the words in her head
"-You are child of the Moon, Y/n."
Y/n's lips parted, as she quickly stood up, and bird seemed to be frightened by Y/n's sudden movements and flew away abruptly.
"-Who said that?" she said, looking around.
Her breathing was now a little ragged, as she looked on moon again.
It was shining brightly, covering the tatami floor under Y/n with a white path.
"-Who said what?" suddenly came a low voice from behind her, and Y/n turned around.
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𝙎𝙤𝙣𝙜 𝙤𝙛 𝙩𝙝𝙚 𝙈𝙤𝙤𝙣 (Doma, Akaza, Kokushibo x femreader x Muzan)
FanficY/n was one of all the demons, who had unique voice. Whoever fighting her, listened her singing for too long immediately fell into a trap: they couldn't even anymore move the sword, mesmerised and allured, and in second being miserably defeated. So...
