Random KNY one shots [REQUESTS CLOSED]

Post-death | {RenGiyuu}

Theme: Angst

Note: I'm in the mood for angst rn 

So if I wanna be sad then YOU guys have to be sad too 🫢

the RenGiyuu is more slight and this is more so Giyuu being a brother to Senjuro bc they're both dealing w/ the loss

"Kyojuro Rengoku is dead."

He didn't hear anything else. The crow rattled on about what had happened but all Giyuu could think was how Kyojuro was dead.

Kyojuro Rengoku. The man of all smiles and laughter. The man who was always so cheerful and optimistic, the person who had brought mountains of food for his lunch, the Hashira that brought the most happiness to people—dead. Dead.

Kyojuro was gone. 

Giyuu looked up and waved the crow away. "Thank you," he mumbled, turning.

The crow left, perhaps to inform the other Hashira. 

Tears pricked at the sides of Giyuu's vision but he tried ignoring them, walking quickly for a bit before breaking into a run, fighting against the wind. Against the fact that Kyojuro had died.

He slowed down after some time, unsure where he was.

He looked around and noticed a boy with flaming yellow and red hair.

Kyojuro?

His breath caught in his throat and he stepped forward.

The boy looked up.

Senjuro.

Fuck.

Senjuro tilted his head, confused. "Tomioka-San?" he said, putting his broom down against the wall. "Is everything alright?" 

No. No, nothing was alright.

Did Senjuro know yet?

Had the crow reached him yet?

Giyuu opened his mouth to respond. He closed it. What if Senjuro didn't know? He didn't want to be the one to break the news.

He looked down.

Senjuro stepped forward, putting a comforting hand on the Hashira's arm. They had met several times before, started writing to each other occasionally. Kyojuro had introduced them when he and Giyuu had started dating. Giyuu had met Shinjuro only once. Wanted to punch him the second he opened his mouth.

Giyuu shook his head. "I..." What was he to say? 

Senjuro's brow creased in worry. "Is it Kyojuro?" he asked.

He didn't know. Fuck, he didn't know yet.

There was a flapping of wings overhead. The two glanced up.

Kyojuro's crow, Giyuu recognized. He'd seen the crow speaking to Kanzaburou sometimes in the past. The familiarity and the remembrance of Kyojuro nearly brought him in tears again and he cursed mentally, trying to bring himself together.

Senjuro stepped towards the crow that landed on the ground, it's feathers oddly wilted. Like a flower that had lost it's will to live.

"What happened?" Senjuro asked, kneeling down in front of the crow. 

The crow, seemingly unwilling to share the news at first, looked down, its beady black eyes flicking about, attempting to find a way to lighten the information. But there was no way to soften the blow so it gave a soft sigh and looked back up at the boy whose eyes were tensed with worry.