Eternal Bonds Beyond Time: His World [Final Reupload]

Chapter 13- The Clean Up

"ANYONE WHO CAN MOVE, GRAB YOUR WEAPONS AND GET HERE NOW! TANJIRO HAS BEEN TURNED INTO A DEMON!" Giyu yelled, making sure everyone in the vicinity heard him.

Muichiro's blood went cold from hearing the news. He was already completely exhausted and wounded from the fight with Muzan; now the heavens are slapping him in the face to fight his own friend? How could the world be so cruel? He watched the commotion from afar; his body was too exhausted to move. Giyu, Inosuke, and Zenitsu were fighting. Then out came Nezuko, holding her brother back from causing future harm. Kanao came in using her final form, as if injecting Tanjiro with something when she flips over him. Tanjiro's body went limp and was back on the ground. Everyone crowded him while one or two attended to Kanao. Watching from afar, all Muichiro could feel was a wave of emotions; he felt useless in a sense that he couldn't do anything to help his friend recover because his body was too exhausted. The most he could do was hold you in his arms.

Please come back to us, Tanjiro! We all need you back! Muichiro started shedding tears as they rolled down his cheeks; a few made their landing spots onto your face. Hearing the happy cheers from the group of Kakushis, Muichiro concluded from there that Tanjiro had woken up as a human again.

Your eyes cracked open again; this wasn't your first rodeo in doing this, but it's certainly the last time you would be blacking out and waking up within a short period of time.

"Is the war...over?" You looked around the vicinity in Muichiro's arm, seeing the kakushis going around helping people, bringing in the injured on a stretcher, and cleaning up the battlefield.

"Yes... it is! Finally, after so long... everyone is safe," Muichiro smiled back at you with tears already streaming down his face.

"Is that so? That's great to hear. Are you crying from happiness?" You asked him, extending your weakened left hand in an attempt to wipe the tears away. "I am happy too that we won so greatly. I hope you don't mind me taking a nap..." You drifted off to sleep; it felt so warm and cold. Is this what death feels like? It must be sweet to die like this...

"No! Don't die! Go back to the living world!" Hiru yelled.

"Hiru! Why not!? I got revenge for you! Isn't this what you wanted? I kept people safe—"

"You are not done yet! Go live out your last remaining years with that boy! You fell in love with someone! But why do you not want to live out the rest of your remaining years with him? No, don't you dare step closer! Continue living, Y/N! Hiru yelled at you. "If you don't, I won't be your older sister anymore!"

You didn't feel the warmth of someone around you anymore; you were on a stretcher before blacking out again from being dropped on the ground accidentally. Muichiro yelled at the kakushi to be gentler with you while the kakushi quickly apologised and promptly sent you to the butterfly mansion. A week went by, and the moment Muichiro woke up, he immediately asked where you were. Aoi could only reply that you were still in a coma even though you were still alive. He dashed out of the room to see you sleeping peacefully in the bed. He smiled; relief to see you are still alive was great news.

Two months went by; everyone was nearly healed, and so were you. The problem was that you have been stuck in a coma ever since the war. Though you will never complain about the deep sleep you got since you never slept peacefully during the days when you were a corps member. Even if a person was severely injured, they were back walking the moment their injuries were not affecting them to the point there is excruciating pain as they moved. Every day, Muichiro would visit you and talk about what happened with your friends and what has been happening lately and the weather change.

"Y/n, today it is spring. The cherry blossom trees in the backyard are in full bloom today," Muichiro said gently, holding your left hand on the bedside. "When will you wake up... I want to hear your voice... It has been two months; why are you still not awake!?" He cried out, holding your hand against his forehead. "Don't... please don't take her away from me as well..." he pleaded as he crumbled onto the bedside you were sleeping at.