Heart Of Fire; Veins Of Ice | Kimetsu No Yaiba Fanfic (Kyojurou's POV)

Chapter 57

Kanao finds it strange that she catches a glimpse of the girl from the temple they had checked out the day before, running in her white kimono back to a room in the temple. She tracks her movements, and finds two individuals who were seated in a small shelter, one the very same man she had met before, and the other....

The other was a man who was supposed to be dead.

She sees Rengoku-san talking to the man with deep blue hair.

She blinks once more, even pinching herself to make sure she was not dreaming.

It....was.....him.

She runs over, leaving her companions behind in the snow as she heads towards the shelter.

The lights flicker.

And the two of them are gone.

As soon as she reaches the table within the small pagoda shelter, there's absolutely no one there.

Nor was there anyone in the distance.

How could that be?

She swore she had seen Rengouku-san.

But that was not possible. He had died, and his body had been in his coffin during the funeral. All of the Hashiras had been there to see it. Even Tanjirou-kun, Inosuke, and Zenitsu, and she had been invited as well because she knew him to some extent.

He had been one of the Hashiras that were closer to Shinobu-san, other than the Love Hashira, and the Stone Hashira. He was one of the few Hashiras who had talked to her as well, and treated her well. She recalled how he had gifted her with a bag of hot sweet potatoes, asking her to share some with Shinobu-san as well, and given her a pat on the shoulder.

She looked around more, unaware that the two figures she had mentioned were indeed watching her.

But from the roof of the main temple.

It's agreed between the both of them as they run back to the main house and away from Kanao.

Kyojuro hates that he managed to screw up that fast and that bad, but Yousuke simply waved his mistake off, focusing more on the fact that both of his eyes were now of the same colour. As the two of them take the time to walk through the snow, letting the adrenaline filter thought their systems and calm themselves down.

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"So, this is how your eyes used to look like," Yousuke speaks, as he takes the time to seemingly admire his eyes. Kyojuro feels content, and his emotions at the point of time are in a mess. He partly feels guilty, confused, lost, and yet at the same time, regretful, and he misses Kanao and the Corps.

But he pushes all of it aside for the time being.

Because he managed to hide the demon eye. Or at the very least, revert it back to its usual colour. The presence of the demon isn't as heavy or suffocating as well, and his mind is clearer. It was as if the visit to the temple really cleared and purified his mind.

"They're beautiful," Yousuke smiles at him, soft and gentle, and Kyojurou just feels warm. He doesn't know how to react, since this was the first time someone ever complimented him on the colour of his eyes, but it's relieving knowing that there was a way he could get rid of the demon. He chalks it up to the fact that the demonification was incomplete, and due to the polar opposites of their own techniques, he was able to neutralise the snow demon's effect and presence within him.

Whatever it was, he knows it's a miracle.

He smiles at Yousuke, as he can feel his face blush under his compliment. Yousuke gives a soft laughter in response, as they see the house in the distance. He doesn't question it, and simply accepts it as a fact. The comfortable silence between the two of them gives Kyojuro some inner peace.