A New Beginning

Sanemi

"Do I know you?" 

There he was.

Shinazugawa Sanemi, with Shinzugawa Genya.

The latter, she hadn't known of very well, but the former. Oh gods what didn't she know off.

From the first pillar meeting, he already had a lot more to unpack than the other hashiras before him.

He was feisty, hot blooded, and the way he first talked to Oyakata-Sama clearly showed why all of the slayers never liked him in the first place even from his Mizunoto days.

Why he was the hardest to approach, even harder than himself.

One taunt after another, it was the first time he had seen Himejima so mad, Uzui so pissed off, and it most certainly was first time seeing Kanae being so worried over someone that wasn't her sister.

Ah, the good old days. The days of so many misunderstandings about the wind hashira.

Oyakata-Sama like always, had handled his temper perfectly. With a smile on his face, he had described his own condition and his own desire to also be a demon slayer, the only problem being the curse that plagued him. 

Of course what didn't caught Giyuu off guard was the letter inscribed from his dead best friend. He had seen many slayers who wrote about their comandres in their wills, it wasn't unusual at all.

"Masachika thought of you like the younger brother he lost." 

"He dreamed of a shining future just like my dream."

"A wish for loved ones to smile, to live happily until the day they die, and to never have their lives cruely threatened." 

Now that she thought about it, everyone had their will written off at the end of the final selection. They would be given a pen and paper by their cultivators as they waited for their swords. And they could have their will changed any day they wanted as time passed.

"I hope I had fought enough battles to not be considered useless to the corps." 

That was his first will, written a week after Sabito's death, and it was only changed after the fight with Muzan.

But in this timeline, the most prominent part that stood out from the goodbyes to her friends and family was something different. 

Something she and Oyakata-Sama might be the only ones to know, and she wants to keep it that way.

"Um... Hello?" 

Shit.

Giyuu had been zoning out these past few seconds about all of the times she had heard about the wind hashira. Thinking of a way to properly talk to him without angering him.

"I..." She stopped her words as the realization hit her head, how was she really going to explain anything to him when he didn't even looked like he knew demons existed.

And also...

Giyuu gazed off again as she noticed Sanemi's clean face. 

For some reason the look of a young Sanemi, with no anger while he was awake, directed at her, had clenched something in her heart right now that she couldn't even process her own words. It was most definitely her dream self wanting to cry at the sight.

This was definitely going on the "Awkward first meetings" right below Sabito's from a year ago. At least it can't be worse than crying in front of him.

"Are you Sanemi Shinazugawa?" She said the same question, again. Her heart was still squealing at the cuteness but her mind was now dreading to find the nearest place to bury herself in.