Still Clouds || Kny x Male reader || Completed ✔︎

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☁︎︎ Third POV

Y/n was only messing around, he never thought he was going to get a full on lesson with Yoriichi.

He was only swinging a wooden katana-shape stick for fun since he nothing better to do, only for Yoriichi to comment on how Y/n was misplacing his stance.

Y/n, at first, thought nothing of it and followed Yoriichi's words. But soon, it escalated into a fighting practice. One where Y/n had to spar Yoriichi.

Let's just say that Y/ had many bruises when he was thrown to the ground, over and over again. He just couldn't keep up with Yoriichi's speed and strength.

Y/n panted as he hacked and coughed. Yoriichi stood beside him patting his back comfortingly.

"Couldn't," Y/n coughed out, "Couldn't you have go-gone easier on me?"

"If I went easier on you, you wouldn't learn now would you?" Yoriichi lightly chuckled.

Y/n groaned. He was annoyed by this but his face didn't show it. His voice however clearly showed that he was.

Yoriichi laughed slightly and stood up. He reached his hand out for Y/n.

"Come on, let's keep practicing."

Y/n looked up from his place on the snow. He sighed but took Yoriichi's hand and pulled himself up.

Yoriichi eyes slightly widened at the warmth Y/n's hand had. Him being a spirit he barely felt warmth, it was always cold for him. But when he touched Y/n's hand for a split second he felt the warmth a human should have. He liked it.

"Fine, but lessen on the throwing please," Y/n requested as he patted his kimono down.

Yoriichi snapped out of his head and chuckled a bit, "No promises, Y/n."

The two went on practicing for a bit. Y/n had gotten a bit better at dodging which surprised Yoriichi on how quick Y/n can learn and pick up.

Yoriichi had noticed small puffs of air coming out of Y/n's mouth as he fought. His eyes widened at this. Only people who knew how to do breathes could do that. Come to think of it, Y/n had been picking up speed and agility as he kept fighting.

"Y/n," Yoriichi called out making the boy stop his attack.

"Yes, Yoriichi-san? Am I doing something wrong?" Y/n asked as he lowered the wooden sword.

"No, no, nothing you are doing is wrong, you've actually been really well."

Y/n perked up slightly at the complement. He lightly blushed in appreciation as small stars shined around his head.

"But there is something I wanted to ask you..."

Y/n blinked as the stars disappeared, "What is it that you need to know?" He asked.

Yoriichi scanned Y/n, noticing that he wasn't using the breath anymore, "Are you using a breathing technique? One that the demon slayers would use?"

Y/n cocked his head to the side, "Breathing... huh? And 'demon slayers'?"

"Demon slayers kills demons. They are people who created the Demon Slayer Corps. They run around killing demons left and right in order to get stronger and kill Muzan to rid of the world of the evil demons," Yoriichi explained as Y/n Listened carefully.

"Some of the demon slayers use a type of fighting method called 'Breathing Technique'. They increase of oxygen allows the user to enhance their physical abilities and mental concentration, allowing them to fight on par with Demons."