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LOVE ME FOR ALL ETERNITY | Yandere!Douma X Kocho!Reader

Yandere!Douma x Kocho!Reader | One-shot

"Where Douma falls in love with the middle butterfly sister and will do anything to have her for himself."

WARNING. Yandere, toxic/abusive relationship, depression, stockholm syndrome, kidnapping, stalking, swearing, manipulation, mangá spoilers, death. FEMALE READER

Despite his feigned cheerful personality and amusing humor, the powerful upper moon two was nothing more than an empty shell. He didn't hesitate to say what he thought and claim that gods didn't exist.

His thoughts have remained the same for two hundred years, or rather... ever since he came into being, in fact. Ever since his greedy parents started using him to trick people desperate for some divine help and get some money out of them, claiming that their son was a miracle who had the ability to hear the voices of the gods, just because the boy had rare eyes... A silly lie but... it seemed to work.

Pretend was a word Douma knew well and knew how to put to good use. After all, he always pretended, all his life. He didn't hear the voices of gods, so why did his parents say this was true? Was it because gods didn't exist?

Although he doesn't have many memories of his human life other than the death of his parents and the way they used him to earn a living, has Douma ever wondered if at some point in his human life he thought about what it would be like if he had a normal life and upbringing, would things have been different? It even looked like a joke.

It was a foolish thought.

Douma was nothing more than a killing machine, without a certain purpose with bizarre beliefs and sick hobbies.

Gods and Buddha do not exist, the afterlife does not exist. Hell does not exist. Heaven does not exist.

Or at least that's what he believed.

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— "Nee-san!" — Shinobu's voice called out to the second eldest sister right next to Kanae, the eldest of the sisters, who gave a smile when she saw her younger sister in the distance.

Not so far in front of a game tent, a beautiful girl with long hair (h/c) with a light pink gradient at the ends and a single butterfly clip attached to the right side of her hair that made her even more beautiful, lifted her face and directed her brightly colored eyes (e/c) towards her sisters. The girl was (Name) Kocho, the middle butterfly sister, who gave a smile to the other two who approached, smiling and waving.

The three demon slayers decided to participate in the festival that night that was taking place in a populated village, maybe it was a good opportunity for Kanao to have fun, even if the girl still didn't know how to show her own emotions.

While Kanae and Shinobu went to buy some snacks for four, (name) took Kanao to a tent where to win a prize it was necessary to first pop the balloons first. Of course, as a skilled slayer, it wasn't a difficult task for (name) to take out all the balloons, the hard part was choosing a prize for Kanao. It turned out that (name) decided to take the prize that Kanao was looking at the most, a medium-sized fluffy teddy bear.

— "We bought dango!" — Kanae happily informed and handed one dango to (name) and one to little Kanao.

(...)

It was a good idea Douma had come to this village looking for some pathetic woman to find and devour, after spending all day listening to so much blah blah blah from his followers that he doesn't even remember what it was about anymore, it was clear that he I would like something to eat. His followers were "disappearing" too fast, so Douma had to look for food outside his temple if he wanted to keep things normal there.

Well, he wanted something other than another woman looking for a divine lord.

The handsome demon acted in the crowd as if he were an ordinary human, attracting glances from single and committed women unhappy in their own marriage who would adore a man like that. Douma was no fool, he fanned his smiling face with his golden fan wondering how loudly they would scream upon discovering the true nature of that monster disguised as beauty.

It didn't take long for his unusually colored eyes to see a trio of pretty girls in the distance and one more child with them, all wearing butterfly accessories. He soon concluded that they were sisters, it wasn't that hard to guess either.

Douma stopped walking for a moment and blinked a few times, still looking at those sisters, or more specifically, one of them.

Douma's colored eyes widened.

If heaven didn't exist, then why was he selling a celestial maiden at that moment?

One of the girls who seemed to have fun with the sisters was the one who caught the demon's attention. Douma's lips lifted with joy in a maniacal way as he realized how beautiful that young woman was and the way she caught his attention.

It's her. He wanted her.

He would wait to leave her away from the sisters and take her with him to a secluded spot.

Soon the group of girls started walking and talking together through the lively streets, and Douma followed close behind at a safe distance so that no one would notice that he was chasing them.

The way the beautiful butterfly girl caught the attention of the upper moon two left him intrigued, at that moment nothing else around him caught his attention, he felt as if a woman appeared out of nowhere begging to be devoured, he would ignore her, why he just wanted that specific girl. Just her.

His hands tightened around his fans anxiously as he watched the girl's things in the distance, and Douma soon perked up even more as he noticed the girl separating from her sisters, apparently they were going to do something and would soon come back, and the other two left with the child, leaving the lady who caught Douma's attention alone beside a tent.

This was her chance, with calm steps the demon began to approach the girl, fanning himself with one of her fans while his smile grew with each step he took with his eyes fully fixed on the girl.

It was when they were only two meters apart that the young woman turned and Douma stopped walking. Now the demon could see the girl's full face, even if she wasn't looking at him.

What was that feeling? That's what Douma thought as he felt a strange pang in his chest.

She had the most beautiful and delicate features the mighty demon had ever seen in his many years of life. Bright eyes, rosy lips, and a soft expression on her face looking down at the sleeves of her kimono. She must have been between fifteen and sixteen, but she didn't look like the youngest of the group of sisters.

It was at the moment that Douma realized that he began to walk again, as if his body was working on its own, this time with slower steps towards the young woman.

(Name) decided to wait for the return of her sisters who said they would take Kanao to some bathroom, the middle sister just shrugged her shoulders now alone, they would be back soon.

She came out of her trance when she felt a large body collide with hers, causing her to almost drop her dango that was at the very end.

— "Eeh?" — (Name)'s eyes blinked in confusion and looked at the figure that had bumped into her, coming across a man much taller than her, a little peculiar looking, but very handsome.

The man had unusually pale skin and his hair was an almost silvery blonde with a red "spot" on top, his eyes were colored like a rainbow. And he wore a red kimono with a black patch on the top similar to the red part of his hair.

The man looked down with a confused expression and met the eyes of (name), then he fanned himself with a golden fan and his confused face was replaced by an amused expression. — "Oh my, looks like I should watch where I'm going." — He chuckled.

— "Ah..." — (Name) hid her mouth with the sleeve of her kimono and gave a short laugh. — "It's okay."

She had a beautiful voice.

— "Did you get distracted by something, sir?" — (Name) continued.

— "I think so." — The tall man laughed again.

For a moment (Name) there was something different about this man, there was something familiar about his scent, but the abnormality seemed too far away to be noticed.

— "Everything is fine?" — The velvety voice of the man asked, still with his smile on his face when he noticed the thoughtful look of the girl.

— "Hm?" — She widened her eyes and shook her head, breaking into a gentle smile. — "Yes, it is."

— "Nee-san!" — Shinobu's voice came up again and (Name) noticed her sisters waiting for her not far away.

(Name) waved at Shinobu, Kanae and Kanao and turned to face the man again. — "Sorry sir, but I have to go now."

— "Oh?" — He looked a little disappointed for a moment, but he smiled again the next second. — "Well, if you say so, see you later!"

(Name) nodded and ran towards the sisters. Behind her fan, Douma's smile formed in a maniacal and anxious way with his half-closed eyes looking in the girl's direction.

— "I hope to see you very soon."

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Douma was anxious. It was a sensation he had never felt before. He wanted something, he desperately wanted something.

Since that day, his hunts for humans have become more brutal, killing in greater numbers than he normally used to slaughter. If he still couldn't have what he was looking for, he would take his frustration out on victims who were unlucky enough to find the upper moon two.

The last time he saw that girl was about seven months ago, since that day he hasn't stopped search. His hands were shaking and his smile formed on his face much more maniacally just thinking about her, he laughed and felt like his chest was going to explode, he rolled over on the floor and scratched himself with his sharp nails. A few followers would occasionally hear the maniacal laughter coming from their gracious founder's quarters, but when questioned about it, Douma just sliced through them in seconds with his fans.

Even Muzan noticed the strange change in behavior coming from the demon, and he knew very well what made Douma like that, but he didn't care, after all, this change only made the upper moon more brutal. He was stronger, something was making him most stronger.

Another who noticed Douma's change was Akaza. It wasn't hard to see the urge Douma had to brutally bite and tear the first thing that came in front of him. The upper moon two acted as if he was in a hurry, whenever they met, Douma ignored Akaza, but the same remained with that crazy happy look of his. Of course, Akaza would never miss Douma's annoying teasing about the two of them being friends, but that was weird anyway, more so than usual, however the upper moon three didn't give a damn to find out what was going on with the annoying blonde, even though it felt like it wasn't good at all.

He wanted something, he would destroy anything for something.

For three months, Douma roamed the territories of Japan looking for the girl with the butterfly clip and questioned people about her whereabouts, from ordinary residents to demon slayers.

Nobody knew. And Douma slaughtered everyone who said they'd never seen a girl with a butterfly clip.

His tennyo was out there, and what frustrated Douma even more was knowing she was in a place he had no idea where.

It was during the confrontation with a common slayer that he had the misfortune of coming face to face with a upper moon in which Douma finally had some answers.

She was a female slayer who appeared to have had little training, which would make it much easier for Douma, not that it wasn't easy enough to kill a slayer with or without experience. At the exact moment she noticed the kanji in Douma's eyes, the demon burst out laughing to see that the slayer began to shake to the point of pissing her own pants and then falling to the ground, begging to be spared.

— "Ara ara~... let's see what we have here..." — Douma was amused by the desperate situation of that pathetic human.

The upper moon two was known for toying with his opponents before killing them, but now, since what happened months ago, he doesn't want to waste any more time, he will destroy the stones in his shoes quickly and then go to the next step.

— "Please! Spare me!" — The human was crying and trembling, kneeling with her head and hands on the floor.

How ridiculous that was. Douma wanted to sink her head into the ground as quickly as possible.

— "Why so afraid?" — Douma laughed as he fanned himself with his fan. — "I can spare you, but only if you give me the answer I'm looking for."

— "Yes! I-I'll do anything!"

Douma's lips rose slightly. — "Very well. You know, I've been looking for a certain young woman for a while now who caught my attention. Have you seen a girl with a butterfly clip?"

The helpless slayer's eyes widened, yes, she knew a girl with a butterfly clip, from afar, of course.

— "A-Are you referring to the girls of butterfly mansion?" — The girl dared to ask hesitantly.

Douma's eyes widened and his smile opened much wider than before, and that was scary. — "Butterfly Mansion? Could you describe them to me?"

— "Y-Yes..." — The slayer confirmed, still kneeling on the ground without looking at the monster in front of her. — "Two of them are the flower hashira... one of them having become hashira about two months ago... the other sister is not a hashira, but from what I hear she has great potential. But she also has other younger girls living in that mansion, but they're not slayers."

Douma's slow steps approached the slayer and he bent down in front of her and made her lift her watery and sweaty face, making her look right into the demon's eyes. — "Now, tell me which one is the girl with long (h/c) pink hair who wears the butterfly clip on the right side of her head."

The slayer thought for a moment, trying to remember which of the sisters the upper moon was referring to, until her eyes widened at the memory. — "(Name)! (Name) Kocho! It is the sister who became recent Hashira!"

(Name) Kocho... there it is.

A peaceful sigh escaped Douma's lips as he closed his eyes. He finally felt calm again.

— "Thank you very much for your cooperation with me." — Douma thanked her.

For a moment the female slayer had a glimmer of hope that she might survive, but alas, Douma was by far not the most merciful of demons.

— "Now, as thanks, I will allow you to live forever, an act of mercy, as I promised." — Douma grabbed the girl and pulled her against his body. — "Inside me, you will live forever."

The slayer didn't have time to scream or act before her body was absorbed by Douma.

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The butterfly mansion was a property of the demon demon slayer corps, Douma learned this from certain listeners he got, that's where she was, and the fact that she was a slayer only delayed the situation. Of course, Douma might as well go there, even knowing about the wisteria, and take it for himself, but it was better to avoid unwanted attention, that would surely make Muzan furious.

It was funny the way (Name) started to make Douma feel things he had never felt before. What was it? Was it the so-called emotions he was never supposed to feel? During the past seven months, was it anger he felt at not meeting her?

Douma laughed at his insane expression at the thought of all this. He was enjoying it, she was enjoying it, and he was enjoying it.

But soon he returned to his serious self as he finally realized that he had followed the wrong sister.

In front of him was this Kanae, (Name)'s older sister who he had confused with her. Douma hit himself on the forehead, how could he mistake his lovely lady for her sister? (Name) wore only one butterfly clip on the side of her head, not two!

— "Sorry (Name)-chan." — Douma moaned with his weird tears streaming from his eyes. — "I think my desire to meet you again ended up not making me realize that I had followed your sister. I promise not to make the same mistake next time."

Kanae's eyes widened as she heard the name of one of her sisters come out of the upper moon's mouth. — "How do you know my sister's name?"

— "(Name)-chan was the one I wanted here..." — He wipes away his tears and makes a sad expression. — "I miss her so much, could you take me to her?" — Douma looked hopeful in front of Kanae.

— "N-No!" — Incredulous and surprised by the whole situation, Kanae replied. — "I... I would never take you to one of my sisters!" — She tightened her grip on her katana.

— "Ah, geez..." — Douma was sad again. — "Looks like I'll have to force you to come here then…" — And then he opened his fans.

(...)

— "CAW! CAW!"

— "Hmm?" — (Name) recognized her crow tone as one more agitated than usual. Something had happened.

— "CAW CAW! KANAE KOCHO WAS DEFEATED IN THE EAST!"

(Name)'s eyes widened and she wasted no time before starting to run as fast as the wind in the direction dictated by the crow where her older sister was defeated.

Praying with all her might that Kanae would hold on, (Name)'s eyes filled with tears as her heart pounded almost out of her mouth.

"Please Nee-san... Please hold on..."

With her legs aching from running a considerable distance, (Name) arrived at the said spot in about a minute, where she found herself in an alley Shinobu holding Kanae with tears in her eyes.

— "..." — (Name)'s hands trembled along with her soaked lips and eyes. — "Nee-san!" — She ran towards the sisters and held Kanae along with Shinobu. — "Nee-san! Nee-san wake up, please!"

Not so far just below a safe shadow to later be able to flee, Douma watched the two sisters mourn the loss of the eldest, and despite being "upset" that he didn't have time to devour Kanae, Douma felt the same emotion again. looking forward to seeing (Name).

Finally, she was in his sight for the first time in months. She is still as beautiful as before.

Douma licked his lips, wishing he could go there right now, and take (Name) with him and maybe kill Shinobu soon too so there would be no witnesses.

damn sun.

(...)

— "Kanae-nee-san told me something before he died..." — Shinobu muttered.

— "Hmm?" — As her finished combing her younger sister's hair and securing it with the clip, (Name)'s attention was called.

After all, Kanae's funeral had only been a few weeks ago.

— "The demon that killed her..." — Shinobu sighed, but feel the anger in her voice. — "A demon with bloodstains above his head... he always gives a carefree smile... and speaks in a calm and gentle manner... the weapon this demon uses is a pair of sharp, golden fans." — She repeated the same words spoken by Kanae before she passed away.

(Name) released the comb and blinked a few times with a confused expression, as if a memory had come back to her.

Shinobu noticed the change in her sister's behavior and stood up, turning to her. — "Nee-san... is everything okay?"

...

(Name) blinked again.

...

A handsome man bumped into her...

...

Tall and handsome, with a red spot on his head that looked like blood...

...

He spoke in a velvety voice...

...

He was smiling and had a golden fan with a shine that made him look sharp...

...

He had a strange smell...

...

"Oh my, looks like I should watch where I'm going." He chuckled.

Panting, (Name) covered her mouth with her hands, hoping it was just a coincidence.

— "She also said... that the demon kept asking about you..." — Shinobu still hadn't noticed (Name)'s reaction. — "Nee-san, do you know him...?"

Shinobu's face turned over her shoulder to look at her sister, and it wasn't hard to see the feeling of unease in the older sister.

— "Shinobu... I think I made a terrible mistake..."

The younger sister stood up and took hold of (Name)'s shoulders. — "Nee-san... have you ever seen the demon that killed our sister?" — Shinobu looked tense but trying to keep her face steady, she was aware that, according to Kanae's last words, the demon wanted something with (Name). — "Please try to remember, our sister's murderer cannot go unpunished."

— "I-I..." — (Name) blinked looking at the floor, until she regained her posture and gave a sigh, regaining her calm. — "On the day of the festival a few months ago... when you and Kanae went out with Kanao and I was waiting alone, a man appeared." — She informed, and Shinobu listened attentively. — "He was a tall, very handsome man, and Kanae's description of the demon exactly matches his features, and... he had a scent and aura that made me a little uneasy, but it was something so far away that I I couldn't even understand it properly... but it was something in there..."

The two sisters stared at each other for a moment, Shinobu seemed to think about something, until he said something. — "His face, do you remember?"

— "It was a normal face… a human face…" — (Name)'s voice was low and emotionless. — "He didn't have any demonic traits… he was like a normal man…" — She continued. — "But remember, there's no way to know if he was really a demon or just a coincidence..."

The traits clashed too much for it to be just coincidence... and both sisters knew it.

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Things continued on a daily basis after four years. (Name) and Shinobu shared the same feelings after the elder butterfly sister's death... sadness, denial, failed attempt at acceptance, anger. But at least things seemed to take an evolutionary turn. Kanao became an official slayer and Shinobu rose through the ranks as Insect Hashira.

Maybe things were peaceful for now--

— "(Name)-chan!"

The female scream was loud enough that it might have been heard throughout the butterfly mansion. (Name)'s eyes widened after she finished helping the triplets put on their butterfly accessories.

The triplets looked at each other in confusion and then looked at (Name), who was the person she had been called.

— "Hmm?" — (Name) blinked in confusion and walked towards the room where she heard her name being yelled. — "Kanroji-san?"

In the entrance room of the butterfly mansion was the Hashira of love, her face flushed and excited, waiting anxiously for flower hashira in the place where she was. Mitsuri gave a happy little squeal to see (Name) approaching.

— "Mitsuri-chan..." — (Name)'s confused gaze looked in the direction of her pink-braided friend. — "What happened?"

— "Well--" — Mitsuri looked anxious and happy in a way that prevented her from finishing her sentence.

(Name) watched Mitsuri with her eyes seeming to have been replaced by black dots on her face with a clear expression not understanding the situation.

— "S-See for yourself!" — Mitsuri pointed to a well-wrapped gift box at the front door of the property.

When approaching the box, (Name) can get a better view when holding it. It was a medium-sized box that could be easily carried in the hands, the wrapping was purple paper with a light pink ribbon, and there was a note stuck to it.

"To (Name) Kocho <3"

— "..."

Mitsuri ran towards (Name) and gave one of her cute little squeals of happiness. — "A secret admirer, (Name)-chan!" — The taller woman took the butterfly girl's shoulders and rocked her gently. — "You have a secret admirer! This is so cute!"

Sometimes (Name) would like to see love the way Mitsuri saw it.

— "Open! Open!"

Hearing Mitsuri's hand clapping beside her, (Name) blew the air out and began to gently open the package without destroying the packaging or the tape. After that, she can see a box made of cardboard and then the girl removed the top lid. Mitsuri peeked a little to see what the gift was along with (Name) and they both saw that it was a kimono along with several red and white flowers.

— "Kya! How adorable!"

Still silent, (Name) handed the box to her friend to hold while she removed the kimono from inside so that both of them could observe it better. It was a lilac-colored kimono with lots of white details and flower and butterfly prints, along with a few more cute ruffles. Accompanying the kimono was also a pinkish obi sash with mixed designs of daisies.

— "How beautiful..." — (Name) gave a small smile, feeling grateful for the beautiful gift.

When Kanae was still alive, it was common for her and (Name) to have certain admirers among lower level slayers. (Name) was aware of this, but felt surprised that someone could send her a gift, her admirers were never brave enough to give her some sort of romantic gift.

Mainly for Kanae, who also had many admirers, but none ever gave her any gifts as they all had a strong fear of the terrifying wind hashira, because of the rumors about him and Kanae having feelings for each other.

(Name) suspected this and sometimes encouraged Shinazugawa covertly back then.

Meanwhile behind the wall, the triplets watched the two Hashira girls looking at the present. Mitsuri and (Name) only noticed the presence of the three because Sumi tripped and fell on the mat, then Kiyo and Naho falling on top of it.

In the next second the three were around (Name).

— "(Name)-sama!"

— "Who gave you this gift?"

— "Please put it on!"

— "(Name)-sama has a secret admirer!"

The little triplets seemed to cheer around the butterfly girl. Making both (Name) and Mitsuri laugh.

— "I'll try it later."

(...)

Douma's eyes widened with happiness as he saw his precious lover wearing the kimono he had sent her.

It wasn't that difficult to send the gift to the butterfly mansion, despite the fact that it was daylight. It was just finding a random, terrified slayer who would know the way to the property, telling him they'd spare him if he did that favor, another one of Douma's lies of course.

(Name) was strolling through the festival alone, but Douma knew what her intentions were. A demon lurked around the village and she needed to look like an ordinary maiden, a slayer's uniform could scare away the night beast. Douma is overjoyed that she chose her gift to wear as her outfit tonight.

That was her chance. Douma could take the opportunity to get closer to his beloved now that she was facing a tent watching some people play a game of fishing.

Slowly and still with his expression of peaceful happiness on his face, Douma approached (Name), who seemed to be alert for a moment, probably thanks to her presence. But before she could look back, Douma wrapped his arm around her waist and pulled her lightly against his body.

— "I've missed you so much, my lovely (Name)-chan" — Douma exclaimed in a gleeful whisper as he sniffed the top of (Name)'s head.

— "..." — (Name)'s face turned cold with a serious wide-eyed expression. She looked up to meet colored eyes that had the upper moon two kanji.

(Name) looked at that monster with visible veins on its face and its jaw was trembling as if its teeth were gnashing.

There he was. Now she recognized the demon smell coming from that man. Her older sister's killer was hugging her as if he were her husband.

— "Do you know how long I looked for you?" — He laughed and walked in the other direction, forcing (Name) to come with him as her arm was still under her waist. — "I dream and think about you since the first time we saw each other!"

— "Get your hands of me..." — (Name) growled in a whisper and tried to push the demon away, but to no avail as the grip on his waist was firm.

— "Don't be like that, (Name)-chan!" — He laughed again. — "Let's go now."

— "I don't want to go anywhere with you…" — (Name) tried to struggle, but Douma was much stronger than her. — "You bastard... how dare you show up in front of me after what you did..."

— "But (Name)-chan! I gave you so many beautiful gifts! Like this kimono for example!" — Douma smiled. — "It looks so good on you! And you seem to like it a lot."

Motherfucker. (Name) was hoping to get out of there immune so she could burn that kimono.

— "Ara ara..." — Douma chuckled softly in a bolder way, (Name) could hear the sadistic tone in his voice. — "Don't be so silly... my dear. Don't forget we are in the middle of a crowd, I could easily commit a massacre here if you dare raise your katana against me."

Shit. He must have noticed that (Name)'s nichirin katana was right under her kimono. She mentally cursed herself, she can't risk the lives of all these people for personal revenge. After all, it's a upper moon who she was dealing with.

(Name)'s silence was like a response to Douma, who regained his cheerful demeanor. — "That, (Name)-chan. Now come with me."

(...)

"CAW! CAW!"

Shinobu's face grew a little alarmed as she noticed her sister's crow appear in the skies above her and Tomioka.

— "(NAME) KOCHO DISAPPEARS! CAW CAW!

Shinobu fell into deathly silence. No... it can't be. She... she must have just had an accident.

Tomioka noticed Shinobu's behavior upon hearing the crow, but had no idea what to say or do.

— "CAPTURED! CAPTURED! UPPER MOON TWO CAPTURED (NAME) KOCHO!"

Shinobu's body began to shake as her face was plastered with fear and anger. First it was Kanae, and now she couldn't lose her other sister either. No... (Name) was still alive... If she was dead then the crow would have said "dead" and not "missing"...

The same demon. Shinobu clenched his shaking fists.

— "Kocho." — Giyuu approached the butterfly girl, still with her stoic face. — 'We must return to headquarters to ask for reinforcements for your sister."

Shinobu went ahead at high speed. She couldn't lose (Name) either.

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It had been weeks since (Name) was forcefully brought into the "cult of eternal paradise". She was not allowed to go out during the day and at night she was accompanied by Douma all the time.

(Name) felt like throwing up whenever she was able to hear cries for help and prayers to the "graceful savior", wondering what they would do if they knew the truth about this man's true demonic nature.

She felt totally helpless now that she was separated from her nichirin and the only thing she had in that room was the beautiful hair accessories and more kimonos. Douma made it a point to give only the best for his beloved now that he had her.

Even though it was only weeks, (Name) felt like it was a long eternity, being under the same roof as her sister's killer was without a doubt the greatest torture she'd ever felt, mostly because she couldn't do anything. She still didn't understand what plans Douma had for her, he always appeared suddenly and spent long hours hugging (Name) and talking to. her, even if she didn't answer back.

Did he intend to turn into a demon? Why didn't he do it yet then?

— "(Name)-chan!" — Douma exclaimed as he opened the shoji door.

(Name) remained silently eating his tonkatsu keeping his gaze on the wall to avoid Douma's happy face. And then she rolled her eyes as she felt Douma settle down beside her.

— "I'm so looking forward to introducing you to that man!"

Suddenly (Name)'s body shivered a little just imagining coming face to face with Muzan. Wait, did that mean...

— "I know you will be a strong demon!" — Douma hugged her and kissed the top of her head. — "And then we can be together forever!"

It can only be a joke. (Name)'s hands began to shake and clench to the point of breaking his chopsticks. The bowl of tonkatsu was thrown at Douma by (Name), the blonde man showed no negative emotion towards it and found his beloved's angry face adorable.

— "What the fuck do you have on your mind?!" — (Name) finally got tired of the whole situation. — "You murdered my sister! Are you aware of that?!"

— "Don't be upset, (Name)-chan." Douma pouted sadly. — "Your sister stayed between us. What was her name anyway?"

— 'Don't you dare say her name!" — she yelled before starting to throw things at him like her pillows. — "Die disgrace! Just die!"

Douma started to laugh. — "Hey hey! Don't be so upset, (Name)-chan. When you become a demon, there will come a time when you won't even remember your sisters!" — He smiled and opened his arms as if he was expecting a hug. — 'It will be just you and me for all eternity!'

(Name) wasn't able to answer, she just lowered her head and started to cry softly, wishing just to be in the company of her sisters and friends again.

And once again, Douma approached her and hugged her gently. This time, (Name) didn't fight, she was already too tired of it all, and so she just allowed her head to lie under Douma's chest.

She just prayed that someone would find her.

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— "Hello, nice to meet you in person." — Douma smiled at a troubled-looking Shinobu at the entrance. — "My name is Douma. You must be my sweet (Name)-chan's younger sister."

— "Help... help me!" — A girl cried for Shinobu.

— "Shh... we're talking." — Douma tried to silence the girl using his kekkijutsu, but she was taken out of there before by Shinobu. — "Wow, you're also fast, (Name)-chan mentioned about you being a hashira!"

Shinobu's eyes widened in horror as he saw that the girl he had saved had her body shattered while still in her arms.

— "..."

— "Oh don't worry about her! Just leave her there." — Douma assured. "I'll make sure to devour you later. I'm the founder of the cult of eternal paradise, my duty is to make all my followers, including myself and your sister, happy. Then I'm going to eat this woman without leaving a trace. Maybe I'll share it with (Name)-chan when she becomes a demon!"

— "Where is my sister?"

— "Oh, don't worry, she's fine. I made sure she couldn't get away from the cult." — He smiled carefree. — "But if there's something bothering you, just tell me and I'll tell (Name)-chan."

— "You bastard... You kidnapped one of my sisters!" — Shinobu growled. — "And you also killed my other sister, didn't you?!" — She squeezed the hem of her haori. — "Don't you recognize this haori?!"

Douma recognized that that haori was the same as (Name), and smiled. — "Ah, the other girl who also used flower breath! It's a funny story, I followed her thinking it was (Name)-chan!" — He placed the closed fan against her chin. — "I was very upset with myself for mistaking my lover for one of her sisters... but it's ok now! She didn't want me to get to (Name)-chan and so I got rid of her soon! sun appeared... otherwise I could have taken--

Douma was stopped as Shinobu stabbed her blade into the demon's eye, but it didn't cause any reaction in him.

"Insect Breath: Bee Sting Dance, True Flutter"

— "It was a good lunge, I couldn't stop even with my hand." — Douma smiled and opened his fans before breaking into a psychotic, terrifying smile. — "Now, let's get this over with. I want to get back to (Name)-chan as soon as possible."

"...Give me back my sister..."

(...)

Inside the luxurious and dark room only lit by a candle, (Name) was shaking and sweating as he stood staring at his hands in his lap. She knew the final fight had begun, her sister Kanao and the rest of her companions... all in enemy territory risking their lives.

(Name) started to tear up and sniffle, she wanted to be there for them to help them defeat those damn monsters that caused so much pain. That room was closed without any chance of communication with the outside, Douma made sure that she didn't run away, this time with even stronger protection.

Her breath suddenly hitched when she heard careful footsteps on the hardwood floor outside the room.

badump

Hands began to carefully remove the guard from the entrance. (Name) feel like her heart was going to come out of her mouth.

badump

The final battle was over.

badump

The shadow, now visible on the other side of the shoji door, began to slowly open.

For a second, (Name) had a glimmer of hope.

— "...Shinobu?"

badump

...

— "Ara ara~... it's just me, (Name)-chan~"

Douma's bloodied figure was standing in the doorway with his same happy smile as ever, now even bigger to see his lover again, even though her face was dead and her cheeks were wet from tears.

She remained that way from that day on. Douma hated it, it was as if his beloved (Name) had lost her luster, even after turning her into a demon.

How much time has passed? It's been a few years maybe.

Ended. The demons won.

That day, with every moment of time he wasted fighting those slayers, the more Douma felt like his chest was going to explode. He smiled maniacally and just wanted to get it over with as quickly as possible to return to his beloved.

And that's what he did.

The "conversation" with Shinobu was even fun, seeing how she writhed in anger at the loss of one of her sisters and the kidnapping of the other. She was furious as Douma joked about how him played (Name).

But Douma was even more furious. He yearned for (Name) and every second he was away from her was even more torturous than the very presence of Muzan.

He craved, he needed her.

He got tired of this situation, so he just killed Shinobu and decided to get rid of the other two that appeared without delay.

That pathetic struggle didn't last even a minute.

Douma decided not to go into details about how he killed Kanao and Inosuke, as he recognized that it would make (Name) even sadder. And that wasn't what he wanted.

Anyway, Douma helped Akaza, and then helped Kokushibo. No slayer was able to reach Muzan. All their efforts were in vain even before the sun could rise above the horizon.

The demon king went into a rage, after all that, he went after the rest of the slayer squad to finish the job. In the end, Muzan captured the demon girl who had conquered the sun and devoured her. It was over, now the Demon King was invincible.

But why would Douma care at all? Now and for all eternity, he had his beloved (Name) to himself, who was now "known" as the "Butterfly Demon". At first she was incredibly difficult to deal with, she didn't speak, she didn't eat, and she didn't even change her expression. Douma was upset as he would much rather see a happy expression on her face. (Name) was hungry all the time, refusing to eat humans, so Douma said that if she got too hungry she could lose control and attack a human, so she accepted Douma's blood as food.

Things were going well at best. After all, she had nowhere to go but Douma.

(...)

(Name)'s mind didn't work like it used to, it didn't care anymore to live or die. But as the years passed, maybe even decades, she began to wonder... what was right and wrong?

When you've been around for so long you come to "enjoy" the company you have. Maybe... (Name) was being a bit hasty towards Douma, after all, what had he done? She couldn't remember anymore, and knew that now, she had only him in the world.

Until... his company wasn't so bad, he had a good singing voice and gave his best to (Name). Maybe…she was being ungrateful? He surprised her in the late 20s when he brought her a magic box called "television", and in the early 30s he took her to America as a... honeymoon?

Until he was kind...

He took care of her and loved her, so...she shouldn't be so cruel to him sometimes...

Maybe... she should start repaying his love with her own love...

Meanwhile, Douma felt happy to have (Name) finally return his love, it wasn't a facade emotion like the masks he used to wear, no, with (Name) it was real. And he liked it.

Until the 21st century arrived, and Douma could barely contain his maniacal gleeful smile when he inadvertently mentioned the name of one of (Name)'s sisters, only getting a confused look from her.

— "Who is Shinobu?"

Douma swore to destroy anyone and anything that would stop the same from (Name) for himself, nothing would stop him from loving her for the rest of eternity.

It's everthing fine now.

Douma have you now for ALL eternity.

THE BAD ENDING

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“They spoke?!”

Kanao Tsuyuri + Mousse (s/i)

Warnings: none.

Things to note: Mousse/Moore Grass is my s/i. Moore uses he/moth Kanao uses they/it pronouns.

A/n: HEY I’M BACK INTO WRITING. THIS WAS SOMETHING TO GET INTO THE SWING OF THINGS AHAHAHAHA!!!

“You WHAT?!”

Sanemi’s voice booms through the entire room. He leans forward in his seat, eyes blown wide.

“I know, I know, it wasn’t smart!” I reply, leaning back in the hospital bad. I shut my eyes close. “It’s just that there wasn’t anything else! My forms wouldn’t work!”

My mentor leans back, roughly sighing. “You could’ve let the tree fall on only the demon, Moore.” He crosses his arms.

“There wasn’t any time!” I look away from Sanemi. “The tree was falling too fast, and I had to hold the demon down somehow.”

He sighs again, “You could’ve used a rope, or lured the demon.”

“Well-” I grip the blanket. “I didn’t bring a rope along, and I didn’t know the tree came along!” I cross my arms. “You could at least praise me for killing the demon…”

“That’ll come later. We’re focusing on your weaknesses.” He pokes my forehead, causing it to scrunch up.

“Okay, okayy…” I look back at Sanemi with narrowed eyes.

“Don’t look at me like that.” He demands.

“Like what?” I cheekily grin.

My mentor sharply inhales, straightening his back. He sighs, “Okay, look.” The Hashira stands up. He puts the stool closer to my bed. “I got some duties and shit to attend to soon, so I have to go.” He looks at me. “Don’t do anything dumb.” He glances at my broken arm. “Bye.” He turns and leaves, quietly closing the door.

I sit there in silence, staring at the door. “Hm…” I lie on the bed. The ceiling’s brown. Always the same color whenever I visit. “Have they ever repainted this?” I mutter, then deadpan. “Of course they have, Moore Grass. If they didn’t, the walls would look really ugly.” I scoff, then go silent. “…hm.” I sit up. “Well, I’m bored. What should I do…” I start to swing my feet. “I could ask Kocho-San about herbs, but they’re busy… play with the three girls? But I haven’t seen them today… oh!” I straighten my back. “I could help Aoi-san cook-… I don’t know how to cook with one hand…” I deflate. “Ugh! There’s nothing to do! Wait… doesn’t Kocho-san’s Tsugoku exist? Who were they… uh…” I close my eyes, trying to remember. Nothing comes to mind. “Ugh! Why am I so bad with names?! Anyways,” I shake my head. “That doesn’t matter, I’ll just ask! Usually I see her by the… what was it…? Oh! Courtyard! Yes!” I stand up. “Let’s go!!”

“Wow...” I breathe out. “I didn’t know the backyard was so... pretty...” Grass crumples underneath me as I step further into the backyard. To the left, there are small flower beds holding all kinds of flowers. I should ask Kocho-san about them later... Some trees are along the flower beds. Nothing important, just... casual oak trees. To the far distance, there’s a small shack. What’s it store? Ah, whatever. None of that’s important.

Right now, the most important thing- ah, person, is right in front of me.

Kanao Tsuyuri.

They look so... peaceful- no, elegant just standing there. (Most of) Their back facing me, a small smile decorating their lips, and a hand held out for a butterfly to perch on. They’re just normal things to do, but there’s something... different about the way Tsuyuri’s doing it. How is it different, though? Is it the way the Tsugoku holds themself? Hm... ah, whatever. I can figure that out later.

“Hello!” I call out, raising a hand.

I get no response from the other person. The butterfly on their hand leaves.

Hm... alright. Maybe... they don’t know I’m talking to them? Yeah, that must be it! I move so that I’m in front of the Tsugoku. “Hello!” I call again. “I’m Moore Grass. Or Musee. Any works. What’s your name?” I already know it, but still. It’s a good conversation starter.

Tsuyuri looks into my eyes, but doesn’t say anything. That same smile is still on their face.

I purse my lips. Wait, didn’t Kocho-san say Tsuyuri’s pronouns are they/it? Alright. “Nice weather, isn’t it?” I ask, moving so that I’m next to Tsuyuri. “There’s no wind, no rain, and the sun isn’t burning us alive!”

No response. Again.

I take in a deep breath. Okay, Moore. This is fine. A little bit (very) awkward, but this is fine. Everything is fine. “Personally, I prefer the rain because I like running around in it, but I tend to get sick easily...” I chuckle. “Shinazugawa-san gets mad at me every time for that... What weather do you prefer?”

Tsuyuri gives me a closed-eye smile, but there’s no response. Again.

I internally scream. It’s so awkward here just say something!! Does it hate me or something?! “I can, uh...” I look at the grass. “You like sunny days, right? Whenever it rains, I never see you here.” I look back at Tsuyuri’s face. Their eyes are open. “Makes sense, since there are no butterflies to hang out with. What butterflies are they, anyway?” I slightly tilt my head. “Never seen them before. Then again, I’ve... never seen many butterflies in my life.” I chuckle again.

Reaching into its cloak, Kanao pulls a small, copper coin. They flip it, letting the thing land onto their hand. Then, they place their other hand onto the coin, flipping over both their hands. Kanao opens up the hand with the coin.

Heads.

“Menelaus blue morpho.“ It answers. Their voice... it’s so... pretty!! It’s quiet and soft, yet it carries through the whole area! It could bring an upper moon to their knees!

I beam. “Your voice is so pretty!” I compliment, stepping towards them. Kanao leans back, eyes wide. “So small, yet it almost brought me to my knees! A powerful weapon for sure, a powerful weapon for sure.” I nod, agreeing with my own words. “Oh, and your eyes!” I lean forward. Tsuyuri takes a step back. Realizing my mistake, I lean back. “Really love the eyelashes, mate! Super pretty! Your eye color is also marvelous!” I put my hands together. “That shade of pink is unlike any other I’ve seen!” I start to bounce in place. “Your cloak, too! The thing keeping the cloak together is so cute!” I point at the pink thing at the top of Tsuyuri’s cloak, making sure that my finger isn’t too close. “Did you choose it yourself? If you did, where’d you buy it? If you made it yourself, could you teach me how to make those things? You see, I don’t have a haori-” I hold my arms out. “-and I really want one, but none of the haoris at the stores have anything I like, so... I decided to make my own! Well, sew my own.” I take a step back. “Anyways, sorry for the sudden dump, I just got excited.”

Tsuyuri doesn’t respond. Their eyes have widened.

“Ah- um…” I take a step back. I... probably made things awkward... “Well…” I put my hands together and point them towards Tsuyuri. “I should, uh… get going! It was super nice to talk to you, and uh...” I look away from the person. “I hope we talk again!” I run into the estate. “Stupid, stupid!” I mutter, brushing my hands through my hair. “You just had to suddenly say everything! Couldn’t shut up!” I groan, dragging my hands down my face. “Now it probably hates me...” I sink to the floor. “Ugh...”

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