💜 Genya x Reader 💜 {ONESHOTS}

Someday (Genya x kakushi reader)

Y/N POV:

I am pretty new here on this occupation of mine, I've heard about this while I was talking to a stranger in a small district. I was waiting for my cousin so I sat on a bench on a small resturant there, while waiting maybe eating to kill time, a person wearing a black uniform and a haori sat beside me. I didn't pay much attention then I had a glance on what's dangling on his hip, a long blade, I stared at it to see the glory of that katana.

Not too long he noticed me looking, he held it tight and said in a threating voice, "Why are you looking at my sword?" I flinched and started to panic at what to say next, 'This man has a sword, if I say something wrong he can slice me in an instant! He is a swordsman, oh no! What do I say? What do I say? Say something!'

I sweat then I stumbled in my own words, "No I– uh– was just looking! Nothing bad just admiring the sword! Yeah– just admiring it and a-all it glory!" I waved my hands in rhe air. 'What in the world did I just said? That sounds so suspicious! Great work, (y/n). I am an idiot, idiot!' He looked at me, his tensed face soften, "That's almost a lie," my shoulders relaxed as I let out a confused sound.

"You are not only looking at with it's...'glory'. Are you? You are looking at it with a question in your head, 'why does he have a sword?' Am I right?" He said with confidence by his side, I blinked to what he said and nodded. "I am a demon slayer," he said as he eats his noodles. "Demon...slayer...?" I tilted my head a bit still looking at him. "I slay all evil demons. That's my job. To slay those monsters and protect people even my fellow slayers," he quickly finished his meal and stood up. He held the tsuka of the katana and drew out his sword.

The sword looks wonderful with a nice shade of color at one end of it, it also has a carving that I read in my head, 'destroy all demons...', he then faced the dull part of the sword to me. "That's what demon slayers do," he smiled with confidence before returning his sword to it's place. 'Protect and attack...' those two words were stuck in my head, 'risking their lives...for us people who can't defend ourselves over these...demons...' I griped my chopsticks harder I expected him to notice it but still I feel like I need to repay them.

"Do you–" I stopped his sentance by smashing my chopsticks to the side to my bowl as I look at him with determined eyes. "C-can I help with you demon slayers? I–I may not be able to fight nor am I strong as you but still! I still want to help even if it's as simple as treating the wounds. So please is there a way I can help you and the other demon slayers out there?" His eyes were wide as he stare at me then what he said next brought me where I am now.

He told me if I wanted to help I can either go to his former master or be a kakushi, people who clean up after what demon slayers had done, they treat their wounds and basically help them. I choose to be one since I, myself have a weak body, it felt like that's the only choice I can pick besides it's fine to me is what I wanted in the first. I really didn't mind the only thing I hated was I can't tell them my name to keep my identity.

My unifrom is similiar to demon slayers , same black uniform and white belt. The only difference is I wear a black head covering and a black and white mask revealing only my (e/c) orbs. I often help out with the insect pillar, Shinobu-sama, she is really nice but often times I feel like I am in an amusement park, I worry over what will happen to these demon slayers. I am afaird to find one...dead...lying on the ground lifeless.

I shoke my head while holding a tray of medicine to be given to a boy named... sound of laughter echoed outside the door I am standing at, "What is going on inside?" I asked myself, it's been weeks and these boys keep on making lound noises I actually don't know the reason to it. I slid the door and saw 4 male demon slayers having a great time being with each other, they all looked so happy it soften my heart.

My looked at the paper on the tray along with the medicine, inside it has the name of whom the medicine belongs too, "Uhm... let's see..." I read it with my eyes, not only it has the name written on it but also the description of the person. As soon I finsihed I head towards whom I assume the person whi needed the medicine, I walked towards him tapped his shoulder lightly. "Uhm... are you Shinazugawa Genya?" I asked with a stutter, he turned his head towards me and I froze.

He has a scar starting from his right cheekbone to the bridge of his nose, his hair is styled into a mohawk despite that I got attracted by him, his face turned red and he attempted to avoid eye contact with me. "Y-yes I am," he stumbled on his words so did I, "Oh– uhm– here's your medicine there is an i-instruction on written there just need to read it please. I-I must be going, " I quickly said and placed the tray down to his bed side tablet and closed the door.

I stand infront of the door heart still pounding, 'what the heck myself? You've only seen this man once why are you beating so fast? Oh my goodness, oh my goodness, oh my goodness! Calm down, (y/n), calm down...' I told myself but my heart wont listen the more I tried the picture of his face won't vanish in my head I blushed under my mask, 'what the heck! I said calm down, (y/n)!!!'.

My legs gave in and I feel to my knees and panting to myself. The few more days came I roamed around the mansion lost in my own world until I bumped into someone, "I am sorry I wasn't looking at where I was going–" I said with my head facing down, I tried to look at who I hit and noticed it was the person I gave the medicine to.

He still have the same flustered face from yesterday I blushed again. "Y-your Shinazugawa-san right? Genya's your first name am I correct?" I tried to crack a conversation he nodded in response, "Look's like the medicine's working just right! Glad it does..." he let out a 'hmm' then silence entered. I knew this would be an akward conversation but still wouldn't let it be as akward I think it'll be, lately we've been crossing through each other's paths I have no idea why but I wanted to talk about it.

"So...we've been seeing a lot aren't we?" I said tilting my head, smiling under my black and white mask. "Yeah...we've been," he replied, for the first time he actually talked back at me, it was the first time I ever heard his voice, it's deep but calm which send me butterflies, I can feel my cheeks burning red again. 'No don't blush here! Not right now! I am an idiot–' I clapped my hands, "I-I just remembered! I need to help Aoi-san with laundry. S-see you then, Genya-san!" I said trying to sound happy (even though I am) before walking away.

I tried to not look back because I do he'll see my tomato face, I've been admiring him from afar and started to have feelings over him, since I am a kakushi and can't tell him my name but we can be friends. My identity must be a secret, but someday...someday I if this long battle over Muzan ends and were both alive I'll try and be close to him and confess my heart out.

'Someday...when that time comes. Wait for me and I'll tell you my name...' I thought blushing harder.