𝕄𝕦𝕚𝕥𝕒𝕟 𝕆𝕟𝕖𝕤𝕙𝕠𝕥𝕤

It's not fair!

What if Muichiro never lost his memories when Yuichiro died?
-taisho era
-angst/fluff(more angst than fluff😘)
-kissing?📷🤨📸
-manga spoilers
-death
-blood
-I can't write fight scenes, lol
-at the time this starts, Muichiro is 13. If you think about it, he became a hashira at 13. As he is a year younger than Tanjiro, he became a hashira just a little before the first hashira meeting in the show. You can correct me if I'm wrong :)
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-Muichiro's POV-

'Remember the blood... the screams... remember the pain and agony! He was brutally murdered while trying to protect you... he only died because of you! Why were you the one to live?! It should have been him who lived!'

I gave another 'convincing' smile to the other hashira before bidding goodbye and leaving the meeting. It had been an interesting meeting. We were holding a trial for a boy who carried a demon around, to see if him and his sister were to live or die.

I wanted them to live. As someone who knows what it feels like to lose a sibling, I wouldn't want either of them to die and lose the other.

It was weird when I saw the boy though... it felt like there were butterflies in my stomach. Tanjiro was his name, I believe. I think I felt how Mitsuri would describe love. But Tanjiro's a boy. A boy can't love a boy... right?

I sighed. Everything's so confusing. Why does thinking have to be so tiring? I need rest... preferably without thinking about what happened when I was eleven.

Even though I'm only 13, eleven feels as if it was more than only two years ago.

I mustn't dwell on the past. The present is more important.

I soon arrived at my mansion and decided to sleep. It had been a long day, and it wasn't even four o'clock!

Due to my job as a demon slayer, I couldn't change out of my uniform incase I had a sudden mission. Though, I'm pretty sure I won't have any missions until my nightly patrol.

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-Meanwhile with Tanjiro-

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I laid in bed, recalling everything that has happened. Thank goodness for the hashira who let me and Nezuko live.

I don't know what I would do if I lost Nezuko...

I wish I could get to know them all better... Except for the wind hashira. He's mean. The mist hashira seemed nice... I should ask Shinobu-san for his name. He even helped Tomioka-san defend me. I wish I could thank him for it.

I soon fell asleep and slept for a few hours. The next thing I knew, Aoi-san was waking me and Zenitsu up for dinner.

Inosuke had left the second Aoi told him dinner was ready, so he wasn't in the room with us(did you guys know that if someone leaves, the room, they are no longer in the same room as you?! Crazy, right?)

As we were eating, I decided to ask Aoi-san about the most hashira. "Oh, him? His name is Muichiro Tokito. He's nice, but I'm surprised he was able to become a hashira at such a young age..."

"How old is he?" I inquired, wanting to know more about the mist hashira. "He's only 13 and became a hashira just a little while ago."

I nodded and said that it was impressive he managed to become a hashira so young. He was only a year younger than me, but managed to become a hashira! I found it truly remarkable.

-with Muichiro a few weeks later-

It's strange... the master wanted to see me today... I hope I didn't do anything wrong...