What The Moon Claimed. ✔(Book 2) (KNY fanfic) (Rewritten)
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Book 2
Tanjiro smelled it before he saw her.
It was faint, buried beneath moonlight and cold air, but unmistakable - the scent of death. Not fresh blood, not rot. Something older. Something that made his chest tighten instinctively.
Muzan.
The resemblance wasn't physical alone. It clung to her presence, seeped from her skin as though the night itself had marked her. She stood beside a tall man Tanjiro didn't recognize, her posture calm, composed - too calm. Her red eyes mirrored Muzan's almost perfectly: sharp, unblinking, merciless at a glance.
It ignited something hot and ugly in Tanjiro's chest.
His grip tightened on his sword.
And yet... he didn't know her.
She wasn't attacking. She wasn't threatening. She was simply *there*.
The woman exhaled softly, as though just remembering herself.
"Ah," she said, voice smooth, unhurried. "How rude of me."
Her gaze met his, steady and unflinching.
"I am Kizuki," she continued. "The Moon Pillar."
The words landed heavily.
Tanjiro remained tense, every sense on edge. Had she met Muzan? Had she stood beside him? Why did his scent cling to her like a shadow that refused to fade?
Yet she stood among the Corps.
Accepted.
Trusted.
That frightened him more than anything else.
"Nice to meet you!" Tanjiro said brightly, forcing a smile that didn't reach his eyes. "I'm Kamado Tanjiro."
He hated how practiced the lie felt.
Even if the Corps had accepted her - even if she called another Pillar her sister - that scent didn't lie.
So Tanjiro smiled.
And wondered what the moon had claimed from her... and what it might still be hiding.
This is book two of 'Children of the Moon' series