Getting home was rough, but once you made it, you were happy, and you could finally relax. You didn't have to worry about your friends being here. You didn't want them here. It was the only place you didn't want them because your home life was based on a partial lie. You managed your aunt's many businesses by doing books or going to them. Some people who worked at the stores looked down on you because you were gone sometimes, and because of your little secret, you had been hiding from everyone except for the demon slayer master who knew. He had to know just in case you died at the hands of a demon. You were never going to tell your friends because you knew they would see you differently and probably never want to be around you ever again. In many people's eyes, you were a disgrace, and you were willing to live with that forever.
Your friends were slowly following the blood trail you left behind due to them still not being a hundred percent. They followed your blood trail to a village that was three days away, but when they got there in under two like you did. You went shopping for clothes and food before going home. When they went to your home it was nice. It was an upper-middle-class house with electric lights, which was something they weren't expecting at all. Your village wasn't much of a village but a thriving town that was rather large.
"You said this was a village," Genya said.
"There are bigger places, so compared to those, it is a village," Muichiro said as Tanjiro knocked on the door.
Your aunt opened the door, and then a small four-year-old went past her. She looked exactly like you but just smaller and happier.
"Hello, can I help you?" Your aunt asked.
"Hi, we are friends of Y/n. Is she home by chance? She um wasn't feeling great when she left us," Tanjiro said.
"My mommy has boyfriends?!" She asked excitedly.
"No, um, we are looking for your sister," Tanjiro corrected.
"I don't have a sister yet. Y/n is my mommy. My name is Grace Tokito Y/L/N!" She said proudly.
They looked at her shocked, and then they looked at Tokito, confused.
"Grace, go back in the house, alright," she said.
"Okay, Aunty!" She smiled and went back inside.
"Mommy, your boyfriends are here!" She yelled.
"She never told me she made any demon slayer friends that were men or otherwise. Her grandfather was a demon slayer, a metal breather. Come in, we will make you some food," she said.
"I don't think that's a great idea if she wanted us to know she would have told us," Tokito said as he was about to leave.
"Too late now, come in," she smiled.
"Mommy doesn't have any boyfriends," you said while making dinner.
"There are three guys outside talking to Aunty, and they say that you're friends," she said as you looked down at her.
"Stay here," you said as you got your sword and went to the door then drew it.
But as soon as you did, you saw Tanjiro, Genya, and Tokito. Your face went pale, and then you dropped your sword, not knowing what to do. Your wound, you got opened a bit and started to bleed through your clothes. You quickly covered it up as you heard your daughter's voice calling for you in the kitchen.
"Mommy! Can I have some food now!" She asked as you looked at your friends in shock.
"Yeah, I'm coming... you need to leave now," you said.
"Y/n, don't be silly they are your friends and guests now," your aunt said as you went back into the kitchen.
You started making food for them while your aunt was asking questions about their lives. Tanjiro tried to help you make food because they weren't supposed to be there, but you pushed him away. You were hurt, and no one knew it besides the three of them. Your daughter was running around happy as can be and was gathering odds and ends of things to make something.
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Y/n one shots and explicit content
Fanfiction* Due to them deleting my first book due to violating company guidelines, even though my book has been on here for two years, they deleted it and all of the content I worked on. so 250k reads gone. It will be fun to see how fast this book will be ta...
