𝓡𝓮𝓶𝓮𝓶𝓫𝓮𝓻 𝓜𝓮 [ ObaMitsu fanfic/ R-(M)] Kimetsu No Yaiba

Chapter 4 - Reflection of the Unknown

Chapter Song - Bring Me The Horizon - "Can You Feel My Heart"

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Later that day, Iguro stormed into his room, slamming the door behind him. He flung his backpack across the room, sat on his bed with his head in his hands, shaking his right leg nervously, and breathed heavily in frustration. What had he been thinking? Reaching out to touch her face—and worse, he hadn't even been in control of his body. All he could do was watch from within.

He couldn't get her out of his mind. Images of her biting her lips, eyes glowing green with a seductive gleam, her body laying bare, vulnerable, inviting, only for him. The way she slept, chest rising softly, lips parted; inviting him. Then, the scene twisted—her smile froze, her eyes dull and vacant, her body pale and lifeless in his arms. The unsettling contrast between her warmth and the cold soulless body haunted him. Every replay burned the image deeper—desire and fear intertwining as her lifeless form called to him, terrifying him.

"What's happening to me?!" he muttered as he pacing back and forth in the room. Glancing at the mirror, he saw a different version of himself. Startled, he jumped back, terrified by what he saw.

Hesitant, he approached the mirror again, but this time something was off. His reflection mirrored his movements, but his appearance had changed. A scar ran from the corners of his lips to his ears. He was dressed in a black uniform with a white and black Haori, and bandages were loosely wrapped around his shoulder. He reached up to touch the scars, but his face felt smooth.

"What the hell...?" he whispered, stepping closer to the mirror. His reflection grew angrier, and suddenly, it screamed, "WAKE UP!"

He jolted awake in a dark room, his breathing ragged as he tried to make sense of what had just happened. One moment he had stormed into his room, and the next, he'd seen a distorted version of himself. Rushing off the bed to the mirror, he saw his reflection dressed in the same outfit he had worn earlier that day.

Confused and slightly shaken, Iguro sat down on the corner of his bed, trying to collect his thoughts. 'Did that really happen? AmI dreaming, or was it a hallucination?' he wondered as his hands began to shake. His question was soon answered by the sound of a woman's moans echoed through the apartment  from one of the boys' rooms. He hadn't been dreaming. Annoyed, he blasted "Before I Forget" by Slipknot, heading to the shower to clear his mind and drown out the sounds of pleasure, which he assumed were coming from Sanemi's room.

Later That Week

As the weekend arrived, it was time for everyone to head home. After her 7 a.m. to 4 p.m. shift at the bakery, Mitsuri rushed back to her apartment. It had been a busy day, with the bakery short-staffed, so she had volunteered for a double shift. As she arrived home, she noticed her boyfriend wasn't around. She quickly ran to her room and hopped into the shower.

She had already picked out her outfit the night before: high-waisted denim jeans, a white crop top, a black and white plaid shirt jacket, white high-top Converse, and a black leather mini backpack. She also wore a thin gold necklace with a pearl pendant. After applying a little makeup, she glanced at the mirror one last time, only to jump in surprise—her boyfriend was standing silently in front of her doorway.

"Where are you going?" he asked, staring down at her with an emotionless expression.

"Oh, Misaki invited me to her birthday party. I'm in charge of making the rice, so I'll be hanging out with her and some friends for a bit," she replied, nervously clenching her hands but standing firm.

"Pretty late, don't you think?" he said, checking his watch before removing it.

"I'll be back before midnight," she mumbled, closing her bedroom door and walking past him toward the front door. "I'll see you later."

As she left, her boyfriend watched from the window until she disappeared down the street. He walked back to her room, finding the invitation with the party address. Typing it into Maps, he noted the distance.
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A/N - Thinking of making a Spotify Playlist for the public, would anyone be interested if I made it so you guys can listen while reading? Let me know in the comments 💖