Second Chances: A Renegiyu story

Weird Dreams and Memories

Giyu Tamioka POV:

It has officially been 3 years since the demon slayer corp fought against Muzan kibutsuji and emerged victorious, but not without a cost. The demon slayer corp disbanded after the death of the master. Tengen Uzui, Sanemi shinagazawa, and Me are the last hashiras still alive. After the battle we all went our separate ways. Sanemi and Me are bound to die at the age of 25. To be quite honest I didn't deserve to survive the battle. The other hashiras deserved to live their lives without the horrors that the demons caused. However that right was taken from them unfairly. I have gotten closer to Uzui and Sanemi. Uzui recently had children and allowed me to hold them. Sanemi became more polite ever since the battle. He has been heavily grieving the death of his brother Genya. I was never quite close with the hashiras when they were alive.
Shinobu and I were sort of close? She talked to me a lot and always tried to get me to speak. I rarely ever did though. Unfortunately I learned after the battle that she had been slowly poisoning herself in order to kill upper two.
Iguro always hated me, I never did understand why. He would tell me that I didn't deserve to be a hashira. Which is correct even Tanjiro would make a better pillar. It made me feel sad but I rarely ever talked to him.
Rengoku was loud but always positive. Somtimes it was exhausting but having a positive presence in the room always changed the tone of the meeting. He was nice to me even after I broke the rules and protected nezuko. I never understood why.
Mitsuri was very kind. She talked to me sometimes and would offer me sakura mochi. She and Rengoku forced me to eat with them a couple of times.
Muichiro never really spoke. He was just a child though he never deserved to live such a short life.
Gyomei was nice, he always prayed for the wellbeing of everyone and talked to me from time to time.
Uzui retired after the battle with upper 6. He lives with his wives and from his letters he sounds happy. I never really did know him,, his flashiness and yelling of the word "flamboyant" was quite annoying though I never really said anything about it.
Me and shinagazawa never really got along. He always was hot headed and hated me a lot more after the incident with nezuko. After the battle he didn't really speak to me but as time want on we went drinking with uzui and we got to know each other. Maybe we could be friends but by now our lives are coming to an end. I'm not totally sure why I'm writing all of this down. Maybe it's because of the guilt I feel for being so rude to them or letting them die such horrible deaths. Or maybe it's because I wish things could have turned out differently.

Third person POV:

Giyu looked up at the sky. He was currently sitting in the graveyard of his sister and best friend. He sighed and put the notebook down.

Giyus POV:

Oh how I wish things were different. I have to admit I did have a bit of a crush on Rengoku, but there is nothing I can do about it now. If I could have gone back I would have done everything in my power to protect the hashira and get closer to them. I was so scared to lose them that I never got a chance to know them. And sabito... if only I was stronger, than I might have been able to protect him.

Third person POV:

It was getting dark as Giyu made his way back to his estate. As he climbed into bed and stared at the ceiling as a couple of tears fell down his cheeks as he fell to sleep.

Giyuu POV:

I was back at the lake near Urokodakis house and where I trained as a child. I stared at the water, it seemed to be calling me. I looked into the clear water. I saw the child version of me in a second it pulled me in, I was dragged down and down and down to the depths of the water. But I could breathe. It didn't hurt. Is this death? Is this where how I go? As I was about to accept my fate I felt a sharp slap against my face. When I opened my eyes I saw sabito. Wait.. Sabito?! My eyes widened drastically. Sabito still looked like a child I could feel my eyes brimming with tears.
"Sabito?" I whispered still not believing my eyes. He nodded "Hello Giyu" he said smiling "but-but your dead?!" He said his stoic demeanor slipping. Sabito sighed "yea yea I'm dead but listen to me Giyu. Do you want a second chance?"
Giyuu was confused "a second what?"
Sabito held out his hand "Tamioka Giyu would you like a chance to go back to the past and fix your mistakes" he said his voice serious and booming.
"What?" Giyuu said still registering what he was saying but at this point had realized this was probably a dream. "Of course I would"
Sabito smirked "if you could go back what would you change?"
Tamioka thought for a moment his thoughts running wild. "I'd probably change how I interacted with the other hashiras, I would save them and protect them from their deaths. I would probably try and not be so rude and stoic to them." He said after a couple of moments gently taking sabitos hand. Sabito smiled and hugged him. Giyu almost burst into tears than and there. It felt so real like he was being hugged by his childhood friend. He rested his face on sabitos shoulder hugging him back. "Sabito.. is this real? Or am I dreaming?" He said sniffling. Sabito didn't respond. "That's for you to find out" he finally said disappearing but smiling as it happened "it's not your fault Giyu! Don't blame yourself" he said as the dream ended.

Third person POV:

Giyuu woke up quickly, his heart hammering inside his chest. He quickly registered where he was, before letting a few tears escape.

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Authors note:
Hello my wonderful readers! :D
I have never actually published or written a story so this is my first attempt (it's actually my second but we don't talk about that.) I just wanted to give credit to the story that gave me inspiration for this. I know it's kind of similar right now but I promise the plot goes in a totally different direction 👍 Now let's just hope that I have the motivation to finish this 😭 I'll probably continue this if I get a couple more views and people actually want to read this.