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✰𝙅𝙪𝙟𝙪𝙩𝙨𝙪 𝙆𝙖𝙞𝙨𝙚𝙣 𝙢𝙖𝙞𝙣 𝙛𝙤𝙪𝙧 𝙡𝙤𝙨𝙞𝙣𝙜 𝙩𝙝𝙚𝙞𝙧 𝙎/𝙊. 𝘽𝙤𝙣𝙪𝙨: 𝙎𝙪𝙠𝙪𝙣𝙖 𝙍𝙮𝙤𝙢𝙚𝙣✰

Pairing: Gojo, Yuji, Fushiguro, Nobara, Sukuna x gender neutral reader

Warning: angst, depression themes, mentions of blood

Notes: I love the smell of saddens and crying in the morining, great starter of the days. lol I hope you all enjoy, there’ll be some grammical errors so please just ignore and I’ll try to fix them when I spot them. And I’m addicted to this series and characters so I’ll be releasing a bunch of others stuff regarding this show soon.

✵𝗴𝗼𝗷𝗼 𝘀𝗮𝘁𝗼𝗿𝘂✵

You were going to get up, you always did. The two inseparable prankster would be back at it agian like always. Like old times. You....you were fine

But the pit of his stomach twist and churn, his heart aching with a new found sense of despair. He knew, so why didn’t he just accepted it.

NO! You were going to get up, you just liked to joke around that’s all. So why did he feel a surge of rage so deep, so painful that ach his very core. Even destroying the special grade left nothing but dissatisfaction.

For the first time in his life he felt... hesitant.

Your body unmoving from the blow dealt by the curse demon. The curse being dealt with in seconds afterwards. The stillness felt eery, his heart pounding against his chest as he makes his way to you unmoving body

He crouch and pulled the slik blind off his face, beautiful bright blue eyes scanning over you body. Sadness being reflected in them but he kept that signiature smile of his

“S/o...can you still move?” He asked hoping, silently praying you could at least answer him.

...nothing.

“Cutie-chan~ quit playing around...get up so we can go home....” the weak laugh that left his lips felt more like whimper, as you continue to not answer him.

He doesn’t even know why he’s trying, he should be use to it. He’s lost thousands of friends in battle, time and time agian. One of his students wouldn’t come back, a coworker that didn’t make it, a close friends that died tragically. He’s heard it all.

So why did it hurt so much?...

Droplets fell over you color ridden cheek, you body being lifted into a broad chest. As Satoru buried his face into the crook of your neck, that awful perfume he hate infiltrating his nose, a choked laught left him.

“God I hate that perfum..”

That smile of yours as bright as the evening star, flooded his mind, your words ringing out as he cradled your dead body.

“I know you do, but you still love me~.”

✵𝘆𝘂𝗷𝗶 𝗶𝘁𝗮𝗱𝗼𝗿𝗶✵

That face, you always made that face whenever you did something stupid. Honestly, he couldn’t talk much, seeing on half the crap he’s done was on impulse, however...god you were an idiot.

You Could’ve lived, left him there on the cool slab of the concrete, the beast that was too far over their heads coming his way. He could’ve handled it, Sukuna was a stubborn bastard, but wouldn’t let him die.

You were and utter fool and he cursed about it to this day.

But it all felt like slow motion, the pounding of your footsteps hitting against the ground, his weak shouts trying to get you to go back. The drop in his stomach as that sickening crack echoed out the domain.

There was so much blood, the walls were splattered with it, the floor painted a sea of red, your body nothing more than crushed remembrance of what it used to be.

He’s never felt such a feeling of rage so strong before. All his actions a blur until late on. When he’s bound by a cursed rope and set aside near the school where the cursed demon was located.

A stretcher hauling, what’s once was your body. Your hand peeking out from under the blood covers. That’s all it took for him to lose it.

The rope keeping his struggling body from moving as he sobbed hysterically.

“S/O! S/O! Answer me please..please! Why would you do that?! You’re such an idiot damnit, don’t you dare leave me...you promised.” He fell over the harsh ground, tears cascading down from his cheek to the floor.

Fushiguro and Nobara gazes lowered to the ground. Effectively trying to hold back their friend as your body was carried off.

His sobs turning into quiet whimpers. It dawned on him, he’s was official alone now. You and his Grampa being taken from him unfairly. He had no one, you would never smiles at him agian

Slap his head whenever he got a little to handsy or tease Him relentless when he slipped up and blurtted out random things

Your sweet laugh would be distance memory of the past, something that made his heart squeeze with hurt.

“That’s no fair...it’s not fair.” He mumbles soflty to himself

Sukuna for once, was eerily silent.

✵𝗳𝘂𝘀𝗵𝗶𝗴𝘂𝗿𝗼 𝗠𝗲𝗴𝘂𝗺𝗶✵

He still couldn’t believe it. It all happened so quickly. One minute you two were sharing a passionate night, basking under the moonlight as you kiss and bodies dance together.

And the next, he’s cradling your bleeding body, words stuck in his throat and horror swirling on his eyes. Trembling hands trying to stop the blood from gushing out from your neck.

The bastard had got away but he could care less. “S-s/o..just...just stay awake for me okay...c-can you do that for me?” His words trembled off his lips, your eyes shifting over to his. The dullness setting in.

Weakly, your fingers brush over his cheek, his hands reaching up and taking hold of them as he kiss over the knuckle. “You’re....you’re gonna be okay! I promise the others are coming.” He hadn’t realized it but tears had already started falling from his eyes.

He was lying out his ass, the culprit behind this, another cursed user, has been terrorizing this part of town for months now. They weren’t letting him getaway, so you’re mostly his responsibility till the aftermath. He knew you didn’t have that long.

He went to move you but you grunt in pain, more blood pooling out from the wound. He cursed and held you on the bloodstained ground.

“I’m sorry...I-I’m so sorry..” he mumbles into your neck, uncaring if his face was stained with blood as his quiet sobs racked his body.

With as much strength you could muster, you raised your hand to be lazily placed over his head and stroked it over it like you always did.

“I...I l-love you..” you whispered to him, your body becoming slack and your hand falling to your side.

He didn’t need to check, he didn’t need to see whatever expression your face was making to know that you were gone. His grip over your lifeless body tightens, his cries reaching into screams.

This felt all too familiar to him.

He wanted to blame you for breaking his defense, to inching so close to his heart. For making him so happy and attached, but he couldn’t lie and say he didn’t enjoy the moments that came with it.

The memories that’ll forever stay replaying like a broken record in his mind. This is why he didn’t try to make friends, he didn’t try to get close, he hated that he loved you so much.

✵𝗡𝗼𝗯𝗮𝗿𝗮 𝗞𝘂𝗴𝗶𝘀𝗮𝗸𝗶✵

Maybe she was too mean to you, not caring enough, She mishandled you to many times, to many fights and arguments over tedious things that should have been left as it was.

Was this her punishment? She allowed for such actions to boil and fester, and now what? A dumb argument over a stupid past that no longer connected to you and the exchange was your life.

Even though you said you sorry’s, I love you’s, there was still tension before you both part. Nobara saving to say all those mushy things she felt for when you were back in her arms

Oh, the deep regret she felt.

The way her teammates came back quieter than usual and more seemly more sluggish then earlier

“What are you idiots standing like that for, that cursed demon shake you that bad. Hmph, simple enough what would you guys be with me?” She teased her sly smile spreading over her lips before it falter

They didn’t even try to agrue much less protest, they just seem distraught, stunned even. Then I dawned on her, they were missing someone...they were missing you.

“Where’s...where’s s/o?” She asked them soflty. A look of guilt overcame Yuji's features as he fished for something out of his pocket.

Confusion ran across Nobara face before it morphed into horror. A single scrap of a school uniform being held out in his hand.

“We...we couldn’t get their body..” Megumi finished his gaze meeting her’s before falling back to his feet. Fist clenched tightly to his side.

She barely heard anything after that, her eyes fixated on the single scrap of clothing. She inched to Yuji taking it and stroking her thumb over the material.

She bites her bottom lip, this was fates cruels joke. She didn’t deserve you from the beginning, it seems like everywhere she went someone had to leave her.

But why did it have to be violent? Why you out of all people. Maybe she should have told her how much you meant to her.

How much of a rock and pillars you were in this crazy life of hers. A beam of reassurance and love that she could always depend on whenever she needed you.

How does she continue now, that beams were gone, taken from her so harshly. The only things she could cling so desperately to have been the last thing she saw you in.

What a cruel world she lived in.

✵𝐫𝐲𝐨𝐦𝐞𝐧 𝐬𝐮𝐤𝐮𝐧𝐚✵

There was always some form of a catch when it came to huamsn. No relationship or friendship was formed without a common goal or another interest being taken into play.

The sweet smiles, honey-coated words, and gentle touches were always a facade...wasn’t it?

He could care less about what happened to you, what became of you. After all humans are dirty devilish creatures so even more so then cursed beast.

But he didn’t understand... he didn’t understand why he felt such strong stings of anger, sadness, and a bit of shock bubble in him as you push him out the way.

Did you place some sort of technique over him, that made the king of curses catch such disease as emotions? Laced your words and touches with magic that only you could see and undo....no that’s not it.

Possible it was this damn vessel's fault. Always hanging off your words and embraces like a lovesick fool. Opting to distract himself with your praise and love then rather focus on what’s important at hand.

though denying that he didn't enjoy your persevere, from time to time would make the ping of guilt worsen.

Your body hit the floor with a loud thud, the gaping hole through your chest made the anger and feelings of anguish flow in him.

He didn’t even notice when he had taken over Yuji's body, destroying the very thing that took you away from him. The slaughter more animalistic and erratic as his state of sanity seems to be blown out the window.

He cares not for the look of horror and fear that clouded Yuji's teammate's face. Not concerning much of his attention to them, he came over, plucked your dead body from the ground, and disappear.

Appearing back to that place you talked with Yuji so dearly about..what was it again. He couldn’t recall the name, only knowing about the large wisteria trees that guard the scenery.

“Dumb human...surely foolish beings you are.” He mumbles you head was press into his chest as he looked out from the Cliffs view.

“Look what you have done, making me feeling things for you..” his voice soft as he pushed back small strands from your face. Yuji memories of this morning playing back

“You two better make it out of here alive or I’m kicking both of your butts.” You proclaimed earning a whine from Yuji and scoff from Sukuna as he appeared on the other’s cheek. “Dare I ask how you’ll be able to deafest me, don’t bite more than what you can chew.” He threatens but only succeeded in making you laugh, “Mhm..yeah you’re right I’m just worried about my two favorite boys.” You had told them, leaning in and kissing a flustered Yuji, “I love you both so be safe.” Okay and no stupid actions.” You scolded Yuji plucking the boy's head.

A weak laugh fell off from his lips, “Looks who’s talking, you’re the one that’s gone and died on us..” he spoke aloud. Moving to crouch by the tree and sit your body against the bark.

He let one finger trail over your lips and down your features letting them be engraved in his memory as he gazes down at you.

That disease having still affecting him, even as you lay dead in front of him. These feeling of sadness and heart ach and most of all loneliness suffocating and clawing at his throat

He dare not shed a tear, Yuji would do enough of that for the both of them. Instead, he let his hand gently cup over your cold and colorless cheek. The warmth he remembers oh so clearly, know felt like something that occurs ages ago.

He leans his forehead against yours and shutting his eyes, and allowing Yuji to take control.

You’d never heard him say, though he wished you are hear so he could that dazzling smile as he did

“I love you... S/o.”

#jujutsu kaisen #gojo saturo x reader #jjk fushiguro #jjk yuji #jjk nobara #jjk gojo #jjk sukuna #yuji itadori x reader #fushiguro x reader #nobara x reader #jjk headcanons #jjk angst #sukuna x reader

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aromantic-romance-writer · 4 years

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Tanjiro Kamado x Ghost! Fem! Reader

[To Be Human Again]

I have r e s t e d.

So here you go! Enjoy!

When was the last time you feel the sun's glaring rays gradually burn your skin?

It was so many years ago that you forget how many, back in the Edo period. You were very ill and have not left the comfort of your own room for months. You overheard their coversation. The conversation that made you turn into a monster.

You don't have much time left to live. You may die next month, next week, or even tomorrow. You weren't ready. You can't die yet, not like this.

Now that you think of it, what a greedy desire it was to hold on to the arms of life for just a few more years. Death couldn't wait anymore; he was tugging at your feet already.

As if the heavens have heard your thoughts, a man in all black has stepped into your room. His eyes were red as the sky when the sun sets, as his aura intimidated you.

"How pitiful." he scoffs. That's where everything went white.

At that moment, seeing the blood from behind him, it wasn't the heavens that granted your wish. It was hell giving you a curse.

Once you woke up, the first thing on your mind was food.

Humans.

You didn't bother looking at yourself, you didn't bother knowing what happened, you didn't bother trying to remember who you were.

All you wanted was to get your hands on someone, anyone. All you craved for us the flesh and meat of a human being. A creature you used to be.

But it didn't matter, you were a demon now.

A demon who is starving and have blood-lust in her eyes.

It was all so hazy. You barely remember anything.

It's just been 30 years since you were turned into a demon, yet here you are now, disintegrating away.

Such a weak fool.

You can hear 'that person' say, even though he didn't need to, even though he didn't actually say it. You couldn't resist against him. You wanted to live.

How greedy.

But you never wanted this, did you?

Did you?

You close your eyes, finally giving in to death. In the end, you'll just die. Demon or not, you will die. That's how the world works.

So so stupid.

Yes, indeed, you knew you are.

You're a monster.

A single tear streamed across of what was remaining of your face.

You didn't have to be reminded.

You sit upright. You scan yourself, head to toe. You were human. You quickly stood and ran to the nearest river. You fall on your knees to see your reflection.

There was nothing. Nothing but the moon.

You felt the sun just earlier. How many hours has it been?

So you're not awake. That wasn't just a big scary nightmare. It was all real.

You're dead.

You pinch yourself and you flinch from the pain. It doesn't seem like you are though.

But what are you still doing here? Unfinished business? What is the meaning of all this? You can hear something.

People.

You follow the sound, and soon lead you to a crowded town bustling with life as if the sun was still up. They were fixing their shops, going home, or calling the playing children back inside. You almost wanted to cry. The feeling of craving for something was gone. It disappeared. After so many years, you can finally look at humans normally again.

Are they willing to look at someone like you too?

Something was strange. So many things were unfamiliar to you. Were you no longer in the Edo period?

After some time, silence loomed over. No one was outside anymore. The only light that can be seen is from the moon and the dim lights from the houses. You walked to the middle of the town. It was so quiet and peaceful now. You look up to the moon, a little tug on your lips.

When was the last time you've smiled like this? A smile that was out of pure joy and ease, not a satisfactory of no longer feeling hungry.

Whatever the reason why you're still roaming the Earth, it wasn't going to last long.

"You signing up for a death wish?" You turn to meet the red eyes of a demon. "Isn't this the part where you run away and cry for help?"

You weren't listening. You're techinically dead, so do you still need to run? But you still feel pain. You have no reflection, you're not cold, and you have no footprints. But you can feel.

"Oi!"

The annoyed yell of the demon disrupted your thoughts.

"You've got guts for a hu--" he stops. He sniffs the air around him like a bloodhound. He snaps his attention back at you, an obvious confusion visible on his face. "What the hell are you?"

He can't sniff your scent. Well, you're dead so that shouldn't be surprising. Though it was obvious that you were clearly not human, the demon takes a stance.

"A slayer? That's some neat trick." he grinned toothily. "You can't possibly be a pillar. You didn't notice me."

You may be dead, but you can somehow feel pain. Fate is such a pain. You quickly run away. You have to get far from the town so he doesn't hurt anyone else. He's gonna outrun you. Where will you go? Where will you hide?

You kept running blindly deep in the woods. You weren't gasping for air or feeling worn out and tired. You can keep running all night.

That depends whether he can outrun you or not.

Then you hear a soft thud, along with a scream. You stop in your tracks and turned to see the demon's head slowly disintegrating along with his body.

You widen your eyes in horror. Flashbacks of your death came to you like a tremendous wave. You absently touch your neck. If you were still human, you'd probably be sweating and gasping for air.

Suddenly, a hand grabs your shoulder, startling you. Instantly, you were calmed down by the sincere and kind stare of a pair of burgundy eyes.

"Are you okay?"

° ° °

You were walking alongside a demon slayer.

A demon slayer.

You couldn't help but feel nervous around him. You knew he wasn't gonna hurt you, but the sense of fear was still there. You were a monster, after all. And monsters like you shouldn't be roaming the Earth anymore.

So why are you here?

"Where do you live? I'll take you to your home. It's dangerous to be alone at night." He gives you a soft smile.

You avoid his gaze. You continuously tell yourself that you're not a demon anymore. He won't hurt you because he hunts demons, not ghosts.

"You must be frightened." His smile weakened. "Don't worry, I won't hurt you. I don't smell any nearby demons, so you're safe."

You wore a bewlidered expression. "S-smell...?" Your voice came out as almost like a whisper. It's as if you haven't talked for ages.

He nods. "I have a really good sense of smell, so it helps me to detect demons. It's also helpful when a demon is mixed up in a crowd of humans." he explains.

Does that mean he can tell you're not human? If his sense of smell is that good, why isn't he saying anything about you? Can't he smell you?

"We should get you home before any more demons pop up. Where do you live? I'll take you to your home."

You rub your arm sheepishly. What the hell are you gonna say? You don't have a home. You doubt the house of your parents is still habitable, let alone exists.

"I don't remember where I live." You say softly, averting your gaze to the ground. You just wanted to run away right now. He can't believe such a cheap lie like that--

"Is that why you were roaming around the woods alone?"

You blinked and simply nodded. He fell for it?

He stops walking and begins to think, tapping his foot in the process. "I know!" he says, after a few minutes of thinking. "You can accompany me!"

"A-accompany you...?" You repeat, uncertain about the idea.

But he nids vigourously while his eyes sparkled. "Mhm! You can hang out with Nezuko! She really wants a new female friend."

"Who's Nezuko?"

Then you hear scratching noises from the wooden box he was carrying on his back. You assume that was Nezuko, whatever she is to fit in there.

"Oh, Nezuko is my sister." You blink. What.

At this point, you don't really want to question things anymore.

He reaches his hand out to you with a smile. "I'm Kamado Tanjiro."

You stare at his hand. The sight of his hands full of calluses was tragic to look at. Why would such a kind boy have these hands?

You look up to him, barely summoning a smile on your lips. "It's very nice to meet you. I'm [Y/N]."

° ° °

"TANJIRO, YOU SHAMELESS BASTARD."

Tanjiro lead you to where he was camping, and met two of his eccentric friends; a loud golden haired coward and a half-naked boar head.

Golden hair screamed, pointing his finger at Tanjiro accusingly. This made you jump in surprise and hid behind him.

"WE TOLD YOU TO BRING BACK SOME STICKS CAUSE THE FIRE'S GONNA DIE SOON. THEN YOU COME BACK ACCOMPANIED BY ANOTHER CUTE GIRL?!" he talked so fast, you couldn't make out what he said mostly. "ISN'T NEZUKO-CHAN ENOUGH?!"

"Who the hell are you? Can she fight?" Boar head was about to grab is dual nichirin swords, before the other guy took them first.

"DON'T YOU LAY A SCRATCH ON SUCH A CUTE GIRL."

"Z-Zenitsu, quiet down!" Tanjiro pleads.

"IF YOU'RE PROTECTING HER, SHE MUST BE REALLY STRONG." Boar head adds.

"I-Inosuke...!"

What did you get yourself into?

Soon, you learn that golden boy is Zenitsu and boar head is Inosuke. And Nezuko has come out of her box. Once she saw you, she shrank to the size of a toddler and stared up at you.

"Oh, so you're a demon...?" you ask.

"S-she won't hurt you! Nezuko has never eaten--" Tanjiro stops mid-sentence as you placed small Nezuko on your lap and started to pat her head with a smile. Tanjiro can't help but feel a slight tug on his heart at the sight.

Ever since, you've been accompanying the group on their missions. You didn't try to be a burden on them and helped out like cooking their meals, and care for their small wounds and scratches.

Tanjiro insists that you don't have to, but you very persistent and soon he gave up.

"Tanjiro," you say one night, cleaning one of his wounds. "I know you're a demon hunter, but don't risk your life too much." you say, genuine care and worry sounding visible in your voice.

He smiles reassuringly. "It's fine! As long as others are safe, I'm okay with risking my life just a little bit. I still have to turn Nezuko back to a human." his eyes flared with determination and passion.

You chuckle. You finished taking care of his wound and pats his head, his cheeks dusted with red blush. "I'll support you all the way." You smile warmly. You didn't know when you'll disappear, but you eventually will. And while you're still here, you'll help him in any way you can.

Tanjiro seemed to blush harder at your smile. Ever since he became a demon slayer, he has this sense of responsibility to protect those around him. Now, when he's around you, he feels like he's the one being protected. In your presence, he feels like he can let his guard down (though he tries not to) despite he's the one carrying a sword.

One night, he came back to camp covered in blood. He wore an empty expression, which was rare to see.

"Tanjiro?!" you rush over to and scanned him to see if he has any injuries. "Are you okay?"

"I wasn't able to save them, [Y/N]." he says. Your eyes softened. "If I arrived much earlier--"

"Hush." you whisper as you let his head rest on your shoulder. He wraps his arms around you tightly as you proceeded to rub his back. "You have to keep moving forward, you know that, right?"

He nods slightly. He was getting more and more used to your presence, your warmth. He feels guilty of getting too attached to you. What would he do if you leave him?

He breaks from your hug and stares down at your hand. For some reason, he's always wanted to hold your hand, even just for a little while. His hand that littered with his calluses against your soft and glowing one.

He got flustered at his own thoughts and looks up to see your incredibly worried face. An expression like that on your features breaks his heart.

He smiles. "Thanks for everything, [Y/N]."

° ° °

Tanjiro and the others were getting ready while you played with Nezuko. Zenitsu has been staring at him for a while now.

"Oi, Tanjiro." He says. Tanjiro turns to his friend. "Do you like [Y/N]?"

Almost immediately, his face turns bright red at the question. "I-I..."

Zenitsu wanted to face palm. It was so obvious, what was the use to hiding it. "I can hear it. You like her."

Tanjiro remains quiet.

"It's weird though. I don't hear anything from her. She doesn't have a sound...like a g-ghost or something." He shivered at the thought.

Tanjiro turns to your direction. You were laughing as you played with Nezuko. Your smile is now one of the reasons why he keeps going.

"You don't have to worry about anything, Zenitsu." he turns back to the frightened boy with a reassuring smile. "She's human, like all of us."

You wave at Nezuko as she crawls into her box. You close the door and stood to guve the box to Tanjiro. "Keep safe." you smile at him.

He smikes back with a light blush coating his cheeks. "You too! We'll be back."

You wave as as they set off. Their next mission wasn't far from your camp, so they shouldn't take too long to come back, depending on what kind of demon they'll be facing.

You can't help but have a bad feeling about this one mission though. You can't seem to shake the feeling off. You pursed your lips in irritation and just decided to follow them decreetly.

"Woah, that's amazing!"

A familiar voice says. You all stop in your tracks as you hid behind a bush. You were getting goosebumps. She's still alive? After all these years?

"They send out 3 demon slayers just to hunt me? What an honor!" The three quickly turned back to see a fenale demon with long black hair turning pink to the tips in an awfully small red kimono, emphasizing her hour glass body.

You gasp. She hasn't changed one bit from the day you first met her. And from the day she used you as a decoy.

She was the reason why you died.

All three of them took a stance, ready to fight. But she just smiled wider as snapped her fingers.

Your eyes widen in alarm. She's using her Blood Demon Art.

A straightforward attack, if you remember it clearly. The direction of the wind changed to east - directly at Tanjiro.

You jumped from your hiding spot and rushed to Tanjiro. He sees you in complete shock and horror as you jump in front of him with wide arms. The wind breezed passed you, leaving scars and scratches all over your body. Blood sprayed all over as you spit some yourself.

It was painful. It was agonizing. But you were still standing. You can keep going. Somehow, you weren't on the floor, crying in pain.

"What the hell?! How are you--"

"Hey! She's mine to kill!" Inosuke charges at her, keeping her distracted as Tanjiro carried you away from the battle. Zenitsu gave you one last look before fainting at the sight of your body littered with wounds.

"Why would you do that?!" he lies you down. "I could've dodged that! Why would you do that?!"

You sit upright, and it startles him. You only smiled warmly. "Because I wanted to protect you."

His eyes widened. He felt as if all the air was knocked out of him. Protect him? When you're aware he's the one wielding a sword? When he's the demon slayer? A scent. A scent he's not familiar with, and it's coming from you. Combined with the scent of blood, a fragrance of love and kindness.

Since the day you two met, you didn't have a scent. It was weird and it worried him that his nose was broken or something, but then as the days progressed you were gradually giving off the scent of a human. Day by day as you spent more time with them, the scent grew stronger and stronger. And tonight;

The scent of blood and love of a human. It was such a wonderful fragrance.

You snap him out of his thoughts. You wiped his face with your thumb. He didn't realize that he was already crying.

"Tanjiro, don't waste such tears on someone like me."

Someone like you? What do you mean? You deserve every ounce of emotion he's feeling right now.

The door to Nezuko's box was kicked open. Nezuko doesn't take notice of your oozing blood and just hugged you.

You pat her head. Tanjiro stands and leaves his box. "[Y/N], don't go anywhere. Nezuko, I'm counting on you." he says, before heading back to the battlefield.

You keot patting Nezuko's head with a smile. "You know, don't you?"

She looks up at you with big eyes with a muffled response.

"Why do you think I'm still here?"

She just laid her head on your chest once again. Truthfully, you didn't want to go. Inosuke's childish antics and challenges, Zenitsu's never-ending compliments, Nezuko's adorable actions, you'll miss it all. And Tanjiro. Tanjiro, who made you feel human. Who made you feel like your heart was beating peacefully. You've never felt more alive.

Soon, you see your hand patting her head start to fade away slowly.

You stare at it.

Finally, you understand why you're still here.

° ° °

The trio comes back to where you were, all bloodied and wounded. When Tanjiro saw you weren't there, he immediately asks Nezuko where you were. She points toward south. He asked the two to keep watch and ran away without giving them time to respond.

Body aching from exhaustion, he gasped for air as he ran. He finally sees you. But he just stands there, shocked to see your body transparent.

You turn to him as tears wouldn't stop falling. You ran to hug him, your arms carefully wrapping around his neck. He hugs you back.

"W-what's happening?" he asks as he breaks away from you. Tears were threatening to spill from his eyes.

"I'm sorry I didn't tell you."

Then he remembers what Zenitsu said. "Are you a ghost?

"Sounds silly, but yes." you hold both of his hands. "So this is what kindness feels like..." you mutter to yourself as you massaged his hands.

"Y-you're leaving?" his voice breaks.

You nod. "Tanjiro, promise me something." those words only broke his heart more. You're leaving. That's the harsh truth. "Promise me that I see Muzan first before you."

He nods, burgundy eyes full of determination. "Thank you for everything."

You shake your head. "That's my line." you give his hand a soft kiss. You're fading away fast. "Thank you for reminding and making me feel human again. Remember that there are others who loves and are willing to risk their lives to protect you too."

In one breath, you were gone.

He smiles sadly. "I won't forget."

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