Tanjiro x kanao one shots.

Tankana One-Shot: Home in the Mountains

The crisp mountain air filled Tanjiro's lungs as he stood outside his family's old house, gazing at the familiar surroundings. The house had been repaired after the war, the broken pieces of their past carefully put back together. But despite the memories that still lingered in these walls, it felt different now. It felt like a new beginning.

Tanjiro glanced over his shoulder, smiling as he watched Kanao step out of the house, a basket of vegetables in her arms. Her soft, flowing hair caught the sunlight, and for a moment, he couldn't help but stare. She was his wife now. The thought still made his heart flutter. Married and living together, just the two of them, in this quiet corner of the world.

Tanjiro's POV:

It's been a year since the war ended, and in that time, life has changed so much. The world feels... different. Quieter. But I don't mind it. Living here, in the house where I grew up, with Kanao by my side—it feels like the life I'd always hoped for.

I walk over to her, gently taking the basket from her hands. "Let me carry that," I say with a smile. "You've already done enough work for today."

She glances at me, her lavender eyes soft and warm, and she gives a small nod. She's still quiet, still not one to say much, but I've always understood her. The way she smiles, the way her eyes meet mine—it's more than enough for me to know what she's feeling.

We walk together back toward the garden, where rows of vegetables and herbs are growing steadily. It's peaceful here, surrounded by nature, the only sounds being the wind through the trees and the distant trickle of the river.

"Do you think we have enough for dinner?" I ask, setting the basket down by the porch.

Kanao tilts her head slightly, surveying the basket before giving a small nod. "We'll have plenty," she says softly, her voice like a gentle breeze.

Kanao's POV:

Life here with Tanjiro feels like a dream—one that I never imagined for myself. Growing up, I never thought about the future, never thought about what life could be beyond the battlefield. But with him, everything changed. He gave me something I never knew I needed—hope. And now, here we are, building a life together in this quiet, peaceful place.

I watch as Tanjiro kneels beside the vegetable patch, his hands carefully tending to the soil. He's always so kind, so gentle, even in the smallest things. His smile comes so easily, even after everything we've been through. It's one of the things I love most about him.

"Tanjiro," I say quietly, stepping closer to him. He looks up, his expression curious. "Thank you for... everything."

His smile widens, and he stands, wiping his hands on his pants before reaching out to take mine. "You don't have to thank me, Kanao. This is our life now. I'm just happy we get to share it together."

His words always make my heart flutter, even now, after all this time. I lean into him, resting my head against his chest as his arms wrap around me. It's moments like this—simple, quiet moments—that make me realize how lucky we are. The war is behind us. The battles are over. And now, we can just... live.

Tanjiro's POV:

Holding Kanao close like this, I feel a sense of peace I never thought I'd have. After everything we fought for, this quiet life feels like a gift. The mountains, the fresh air, the home where my family once lived—it's all ours now. And being with her, it feels like we've made it through the storm together.

I pull back slightly, just enough to look into her eyes. "You know," I say, my voice soft, "sometimes I still can't believe we're here. After everything that happened... I didn't know if we'd ever have a life like this."

Kanao looks up at me, her eyes reflecting the same quiet gratitude I feel. "We made it," she says simply, and those words are enough to remind me of how far we've come.

We spend the rest of the afternoon together, tending to the garden and preparing dinner. The house is small, but it feels cozy with just the two of us. The sun begins to set, casting a warm, golden glow over the mountains, and I can't help but feel like everything is exactly as it should be.

After dinner, we sit together on the porch, watching the stars slowly appear in the darkening sky. I rest my arm around her shoulders, and she leans against me, her warmth a comforting presence beside me.

"Do you ever miss the city?" I ask after a moment, my voice quiet in the stillness of the night.

Kanao tilts her head slightly, considering my question. "Sometimes," she admits, her voice soft. "But I like it here. It feels... peaceful. Like we can start over."

I nod, understanding exactly what she means. There's something about this place—the mountains, the quiet—that makes it feel like a new beginning. A place where we can finally leave the past behind and build something new.

"I like it too," I say, my hand gently squeezing hers. "As long as we're together, I don't mind where we are."

She smiles at that, a soft, content smile that makes my heart swell. I lean in, pressing a gentle kiss to her forehead, and she closes her eyes, her hand resting on my chest.

Kanao's POV:

Being with Tanjiro, everything feels right. I never thought I'd have a life like this, a life where I could be with someone who understands me, who makes me feel safe and loved. But with him, it's different. With him, I feel like I can finally be myself.

As we sit there, the stars twinkling above us and the cool night air wrapping around us, I realize that this is what happiness feels like. Not the grand, overwhelming kind, but the quiet, steady kind. The kind that makes you feel like you've found your place in the world.

Tanjiro's POV:

I glance down at Kanao, her head resting on my shoulder, and I can't help but smile. She's my wife now, my partner in everything. We've been through so much together, but now, all I want is to spend the rest of my life with her—building this quiet, peaceful life in the mountains, far away from the chaos of the world.

The wind picks up slightly, rustling the leaves in the trees, and Kanao shivers a little. I pull her closer, wrapping my arm around her to shield her from the cool breeze.

"Let's go inside," I say gently. "It's getting cold."

She nods, and we stand, making our way back into the house. As we settle down for the night, the warmth of the hearth filling the room, I can't help but feel grateful. Grateful for this life, for this home, and most of all, for Kanao.

As I lay beside her, her breathing steady and calm, I close my eyes, knowing that no matter what the future holds, we'll face it together.