- 20 Muichirou -

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''Y/n!''

''Get up!''

''Move!'' 

With a single command, Y/n shot her eyelids open, releasing her bright violet-eyes. Yellow petals fall around the girl, peacefully landing on the ground around her. The girl marvelled at the unique petals, catching one gently in her hands. 

Y/n was so into the petal that she didn't realise a figure slowly moving towards her. ''What are you doing here.'' a cold comment rang. Y/n slowly lifted her head, her bright violet eyes gaze blankly at a pair of mint ones.

The two stared at each other. Her violet orbs scanned the boy's face. ''Muichirou...'' a soft whisper escape her pink lips. The boy gazed at the poor girl. She seemed so beaten up. Blood spilt from the corner of her lips, cuts and scratches cover her face. Blood oozing from the wound in her back. He couldn't imagine the pain and suffering she and his friends could be going through right now. 

His attention was drawn away from her brittle body and onto the tears rolling down her soft cheeks. ''Muichirou...'' she breathed. The boy bends down, bring himself down to her level, kneeling in the ground. He cupped her fragile face in his soft hands, softly caressing it.

Y/n looked at the boy, he looked perfect and fine. His skin soft and smooth, his mint eyes shone brightly, his lips pink and soft. He wore a white kimono with a cloud pattern on it. The one he wore three years ago when she first met him back in the woods. His long hair floated gently with the breeze, complimenting his look.

Y/n couldn't hold herself back any longer. She threw herself into the boy's warm arm and cried. The boy wrapped his arms around her, holding her. The girl cried and cried as she gripped tightly onto his kimono, not wanting to let go. Driven by her emotions, tears threatened to spill from to boy's eyes as well, but he held back. 

''Don't leave me! Don't leave me again, please...'' the girl cried, pleading to hold on him longer. ''I can't fight anymore. Please. Let me rest!'' she continued, pouring her grief out. ''Please...'' she breathed, wanting to stop fighting, wanting to just stop and rest. 

Muichirou allowed her to calm down, rubbing soft circles on her back, calming her. Tears stopped streaming down, Y/n leaned into the boy's chest, hearing his calm heartbeat. ''Y/n...'' the boy whispered, hooking a finger under her chin, pushing her head up to face him. 

Without another word, Muichirou captured Y/n pink lips in his. Even though they had kissed before, it still took Y/n by surprised, but she slowly sank into the kiss. Their lips moved in sync, in perfect movement. Their lips fit perfectly with each other. Muichirou could taste the salt in her lips, but that didn't bother him. The boy only pulled Y/n closer, trying to taste more of her. 

The two parted, wishing the movement had last longer than it has. ''Y/n, you can't give up, not now, not ever'' the boy stated, his eyes pleading her as he took her hands in his. ''You have to help defeat Muzan or all our sacrifice will go in vain.'' he continued. The girl just stared blankly at him. 

''Please Y/n, you can't die. Anyone but you.'' 

The girl thought about his words before answering, ''What about you...''  The boy smiled at her concern. ''I'll wait for you here...I'll wait until you come. We'll go into our next life together. I promise.'' he said, holding onto her hands tighter. 

''Promise?'' Y/n asked.

''Promise.'' 

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Y/n shot her violet eyes open. Her arms moved swiftly across the incoming attack, bringing her blade across skillfully. A clean cut. Her breathing deepens and quickens, her temperature heated up as her heart rate increases. 

Standing onto her feet, the girl's violet eyes stared fiercely at the demon. A mark slowly appeared, spreading from cheek and down her neck [ you guys can imagine how you mark would look like].  Tightening her grip on the blade's handle, making her knuckles turn red. 

A single silver pendant shone brightly against the moonlight. 

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