When I wake its because of some annoying yellow haired boy screaming. Tanjiro comes by on a mans back and I'm just glad he's there to shut him up for the most part. Apparently they know each other. Inosuke is in the next bed still recovering. That demon hurt him pretty bad. I tune out there conversation for the most part till I hear words that make my heart heavy.
"I'm sorry I'm so weak." He sounds completely heartbroken. I never thought I'd hear that confident, yet absolutely crazy guy I just experienced say that.
"You aren't." My voice comes out hoarse but firm, I guess my throat got hurt too, that makes sense. I can feel his eyes on me through the mask. The aura he gives off tells me he needed to hear that. How strange, I've been a lot more sensitive to auras lately, I think its my breathing style slowly getting stronger, and my body staying in tune with my instincts.
"Don't be sad Inosuke! This isn't like you at all!" Tanjiro's voice is always comforting.
"Yea there's nothing to worry about! You did great!" The yellow haired boy chimes in.
"I'm just so happy that you're alright!"
"Ahh wait did I take my morning medicine?! Did you see me take it?! Did anybody see me take it?! Anyone?!" The yellow haired boys panic cuts through the comforting mood. But eventually he calms down and falls asleep so the others fill me in. They tell me how my aura kept going after I blacked out and I held off the demon just long enough for the hasira to save us all, but after the demon died my aura apparently almost attacked the hashira that saved us. I guess thats when I ran dry and collapsed thank gods. Tanjiro caught me up to date on the situation with his sister, whoever this wind hashira is he's an asshole.
After that the rest of us went to sleep. When we all woke up in the morning yellow haired one hit on me. Apparently his name is Zenitsu but I don't really care if that's correct. Recovering is taking forever and if I have to listen to Zenitsu bitch about his medicine one more time I'm gonna sew his loud mouth shut. Me and the other boys take ours without complaints. So Zenitsu decides to complain his medicine is different from ours. It is different, but we also arent regrowing our limbs back to normal size. He really needs to be realistic.
Murata stop by which seems to temporarily shut Zenitsu up and Tanjiro looks happy. I'm glad he's ok I was sure everyone in my original group was dead. Him and Tanjiro talk for awhile, apparently Zenitsu doesn't know him. He also notices Inosuke is quiet but Tanjiro and I quickly explain. Poor Murata got questioned pretty harshily by the hashira but thats all he gets out before lady Kojo arrives and he rushes out. She checks on us and leaves quickly.
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(Time skip two weeks)
~~~~~~~~~~~~~Lady Kojo checks on us again and decides everyone is ready for rehabilitation training except Zenitsu. Im really glad being in bed all day almost made me lose it, and Inosuke needs a good fight so he cheers up. He hasn't been the same since that fight, he needs some normal back in his routine. Listening to his few words over these past weeks of recovery breaks my heart. That fight really broke his soul, he needs to reconnect with that feeling of a good fight. That's not exactly how training went though. After all that we're exhausted and Zenitsu just bitches when we get back like always.
The next day he joins us and finally gets to experience the training. He then ignorantly explains he thinks we're exhausted over nothing because "we get to be around beautiful girls".
"Dude chill." I almost laugh as I say it, he's fully crazy.
"Knock it off you're not making any sense, isn't getting all shook up by something smaller than you a real blow to your confidence?!" Oh that poor innocent boy he has no idea what this guy is talking about, that's kind of cute actually.
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