|| Demon Slayer x Reader Oneshots ||

| T. Muichiro x Reader | Partners [4/4]

Wow, not as long as I thought it would be...also unedited
Sweetgirl_jp
I've combined your request with another one, but since it achieves the same thing I hope you don't mind. Have fun~

Oh, here's the demon's crappy ass backstory that no one asked for, feel free to skip

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Her name was Fuchi and we were mere extensions of her. Her decor, the unrecognized dark to her light. The only person who was loved by the crowd in our group was Fuchi and we knew that.

As for how the group was brought together...

Fuchi, for one reason or another, had asked her family for permission to gather a troop of performers. And in mere moments her wish was brought before her on a silver platter.

In the form of four little slaves.

Her family held our lives in their hands. Secrets, money, and actual lives all served as strings to pull us along in Fuchi's play.

And so we danced our part and waited for the time to be over.

I was the first by spoken contract able to be freed but when I had consulted Fuchi about this she had clicked her tongue and shoved me away.

"Father will get back with you about your request."

At least she had not lied, her father did and I was to serve his daughter for the next decade before I could even hope to know where my family was.

I had pleaded with reason, tears, and so much more but I could not have what I wished.

And for myself, for the other three people.

I took a knife to Fuchi's heart.

But no one helped me, the other three ran away and I knew the law was on my trail.

And so I had said yes to him.

The pain went by quick and I was human no longer, and using my new body I found the three that had ran away and dragged them back to me to make our group whole again.

But I did not know what to do after that, I had forgotten about my family and in the back of my mind I could only remember the crowd and their cheers.

So I had brought myself upon stage once more, the same group and all.

Expect now they are an extension of me.

And ashes we all are now.

• • •

| • Muichiro • |

"Kocho-San, how is she?" I asked, my gaze fixated on [L/N]'s bandaged body.

The woman smiled nonchalantly as she finished up her work, "Oh don't worry, she'll be fine," she replied. "The poor girl just needs some rest. The cuts weren't deep except for the ones on her leg, she'll be back in no time don't you worry."