~Breathe~ Kimetsu no Yaiba x !Demon! Reader

Kentaro

I continued to run away from that scene of a disintegrating demon and the pillar. I felt shame and disgrace wash over my name knowing I just left Kadzuki back there. Sure she's in no danger of a demon but her wounds were severe. The look of her bloody and battered form clouded my mind, making me feel dizzy and lose focus on where I was going. It's been such a long night. I've made a friend that I felt like I could leave my life their hands without really even knowing them. I met a boy who had such poor confidence issues for someone, not going to lie here, someone so attractive. I've made a short alliance with a half boar against the devil's right-hand man, then I got chased by the same indigo eyed man... HE STILL HASN'T GIVEN UP. 

I would run one of my s/c fingers through my hair but their busy being clenched into my palm as I dashed through the forest avoiding all the places with the sound coming from them. I felt the hair on the back of my neck rise again. I quickly snapped my head around to peek over my shoulder. I saw him. The man with blue eyes. Face to face with me, our noses only inches apart. Due to this, I didn't see the women only a few meters ahead of me. I felt my heart stop as I turned around to face ahead and saw the women point her small skinny sword at me. Only inches from my neck. My heart pulsated and I could see bright light surrounding my vision. Pure bright burning panic. 

I slammed my feet into the ground making me slow slightly while ducking, missing her blade and his. Their swords clashed loudly against each other. I pivoted to jumped from my crouched position to the side before quickly dashing off again. I could hear them speak to each other before footsteps began to take chase in my direction. I took my chance jumped forward onto a tree and pushing myself further off the tree. I was way ahead of them by this point but that didn't mean they wouldn't catch up soon. I wasn't a very fast runner. I felt a small feeling of adrenaline start to set in and the wind that used to prick at my skin as I ran felt like a cool breeze blowing through me h/l h/c locks. My amazing moment of 'awe' was paused by a groan I heard from afar.  I slowed my steps taking a look behind me seeing no one, I began to hastily jog over to where I heard the groan. It didn't sound demonic and I had a habit to try and help whoever I could, the best I could. I haven't proved that lately. 

I smelt a strong trail of blood. It wasn't disgusting like it would have been if I were human but I couldn't feel an appetite for it this time. Honestly, I was relieved. I stopped once I saw a limp body laying on the mossy forest floor. My eyes widened at the familiar red hair. I gasped "Kentaro?" I bet down next to him. I would honestly be sad than I already am if I didn't meet him before he died. He meekly looked at me, obviously confused and I also felt confused now for some reason. 

"H-huh? I-... I'm Tanji... ro... Ka-..."

His head fell back down and I felt the heat rise to my face quickly knowing I've been calling him the wrong name this whole time. But that's what Inosuke called him! So I just assumed-!... I felt humiliated and stupid. 

It took me back to the old days. Where me and Daiki where the only kids in the family, we would run through the village streets playing and fighting. And I remember the sweet days of having those small little crushes on the toddlers my age. The small ping in my heart that I thought was love. Daiki would catch this and tell me he knew them. Telling me their name and such. But it would be the wrong name and I would end up embarrassing myself calling them the wrong name.

I would dash away in tears, completely humiliated, anger and sadness filling up every single one of my bones knowing my brother set me up. Daiki would always come running to find me. Feeling sorry for what he did and tried to make me feel better.

It happened so often that I remembered it so clearly. He would buy me whatever sweet our favorite vendor would be selling that day. He would buy it using the very little money he made doing small jobs around the shrine and village. I remembered I would be so happy and forgive so easily.

I miss that.

I gasped once again once seeing Tanjiro had stopped making noise. I put my hand on his back and gave him a small shake, hoping he fell asleep. I didn't know how I could help him but I wanted to. He was still breathing so I still had time, I rolled him over onto his back quickly tearing open his shirt to view what damage had been done.

He was built... really built...

I felt more heat flood my face and any common sense fly out of my head for a few moments. I used to have to do this to Daiki all the time when he fell out of trees or got into a fight with some village boys. He was just as-built, and if not, more. It's never bothered me before! It's. Just. Muscule. I inhaled and exhaled trying to steady my shaking hands. I didn't even know what I was doing! I don't have any bandages or ointment! I pressed my hand on his deepest wound which was located on the lower part of his abdomen. I felt my face heat up more, if that was even possible by this point, knowing I was so close to a 'no-no' zone. I pressed even harder trying to stop and the bleeding while frantically looking around for anything. 

I grabbed some moss that he was previously laying on, blowing on it to get rid of as much dirt as I could and placing the watery green side down onto the wound. It wouldn't stay on there itself so I reached over his body to grab some vines laying on the other side of his body. I could hear footsteps approaching fast behind me. I started to panic and my hands began to shake with a mix of bashfulness and panic. I yanked the vine under him and tied it tight on top of the moss. I hoped that helps a little, even if it was the smallest because I couldn't stay much longer. I stood up and went to dash over Tanjiro's body but got harshly snatched by the women before. I could see her features this time. She had these dull purple eyes and this unnerving smile splayed across her face. 

I've escaped many times tonight, I have danced with death and assumed he was my friend but now I've finally realized death is nobody's friend. He has his fun and leaves a trail of despair and sorrow in his retreating footsteps. I wouldn't be able to escape this time, her grip was harsh and tight. The last thing I would see in my blurry e/c eyes would be the unnerving and unmerciful dull violet eyes. Unreadable.

"CAAWW!" The women paused looking at the crow perched on a nearby branch. "MESSAGE, MESSAGE!"

Her grip didn't loosen but her swords sharp tip was still resting only a few hairs away from my neck. Cold sweat dripped down my face, my small frail form shaking, I was looking at the pitch black-bird out of the corner of my eye, too afraid if I turned my head the sword would take no time to slice through my thin flesh. "RESTRAIN THE FOLLOWING, TANJIRO, NEZUKO, KADZUKI, THE SMALL BLACK EYED DEMON AND BRING THEM TO HEADQUARTERS!"

Since when did crows talk?

The bird continues to fly through the forest describing the victims to be restrained. I still didn't give a breath of relief just yet. For there was a sword lighting pushing into my neck. "Well aren't you a lucky one?" her voice was extremely unnervingly silky. I felt a shiver run down my spine. The tip of her sword dug itself only inches past my skin and I felt myself become dizzy. My legs becoming weak as I felt my body rush towards the ground. My vision was spotty, fazing in and out of focus. My eyes began to shut and the last thing I saw was the limp body of Tanjiro. 

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