𝕋𝕖𝕒𝕔𝕙𝕖𝕣'𝕤 𝕡𝕖𝕥 // Tengen Uzui x reader (+18)

Chapter 54 | The Sound Hashira 🍈

Two days and two terrible nights in the wilderness later Tori croaks so loud into your ear that you are nearly falling of the tree's branch you slept on. You curse and hold tight to the wood. With still half closed eyes you need a few seconds to remember where you are.

"Boys want to traaaiiinnn with you", your raven informs you.

You complain silently. Your back does, too. Groaning you climb down the tree and stretch in every possible direction to cease the stiffness in your arms and legs.
The sun rose just a few hours ago.

Gosh why are those kids up so early?

More or less elegantly you stumble through the bushes. Your katanas for once are a burden and your whole body reminds you that you're not supposed to live on a branch. The days in the wild were too many.

You don't need to leave the forest in oder to find the kids. Or hear them.
Inosuke yells so loud the whole forest has gone silent. You need to cover your ears in oder to understand what exactly he yells.

"Y/N-CHAN! GET THE FUCK UP AND TRAIN US!"

In an instant you're wide-awake. And furious. This little ninny dares insulting you.

You follow the source of his voice until you end up in a clearing. Back to back the three demon slayers wait and are scanning their surroundings. Inosuke already drew his katanas, ready to attack. Hopefully not you.

All of them look and feel stronger than the last time you met them.
The thought of scaring them crosses your mind but you worry too much about Zenitsu.
Relaxed you set foot onto the clearing and three heads immediately turn to you.
Tanjirou beams.
Zenitsu looks shocked.
Inosuke yells something you can't understand.

You can't help the smile tugging on your lips.
"Hey boys! How are you?"

You walk to them and watch them closely; listen to their slightly humming katanas. Well trained, indeed.

"Yo, your teeth look sick. Almost as cool as the ones of my hat", Inosuke comments and points at the fangs of the boar hat.

Your heart warms from this.

"H- Hi", Zenitsu greets.

"Hey y/n. It's nice to see you again. Nezuko and I am very grateful for your medication and are doing very good. What about you?", Tanjirou asks.

You pet everyone on the head before answering.
"Barely surviving but it's awesome."

A look at the shocked faces of the boys tells you that they don't know about irony.
"I was joking", you quickly add tho it wasn't even that wrong.

All of them look reliefed.

"Can we start training now?", Inosuke asks and crosses his arms. His muscles flex with the movement.

"Inosuke, be respectful please. Who says that we are going to train here?", Tanjirou urges.

Inosuke slowly turns to Tanjirou, ready to shout at him.
You intervene before the situation escalates.
"Okay first task: Catch me."

Day after day, nine hours a day you train the three boys everything you learned to survive and land a killing blow. They are strong, clever and adjust easily to your own movements. Catching you became a game where you can learn new things as well. It's getting more difficult to hide and run from them with every hour of training. Usually you play this game in　at the beginning of the training sessions and at the end. After training the boys always return to Oyakata-sama's house and sleep in its dozen bedrooms. In the first few days you stayed with your tree branches but your back pain eventually got so bad that you, too, decided to sleep in Oyakata-sama's house. Not in any room you shared with Tengen-san of course.
At night you sometimes talk to Nezuko on the veranda. She, too, gained a huge amount of strength and wisdom. Her being able and comfortable to freely talk was enough of a gift for you. Also, the medication seems to be tasty for Nezuko and she does not at all feel the desire to eat.
You won't admit it but the food Oyakata-sama offers the four of you twice a day is formidable. Better than anything you got from the forest or in Yoshiwara.

Your training sessions will only last for the two weeks until the meeting. The boys will go somewhere else then. It's not yet clear if you will be training them afterwards, too, but every new day you are grateful for being with them. Not once are they scared of how you look or what you can do. They treat you as a normal human being.
Two days left until they are gonna leave.

From your spot in the trees to overlook the area you can't see the attack coming. One second the forest is quiet and no one gets in the area of your sharp senses. The next the crashing sound of a thunder and a stabbing pain in your hips collides with you and pounces you off the tree. Falling backwards you are able to catch a glimpse of Zenitsu's scared expression as he lands on the branch you just stood on. Lighting dances around his hands.
What he didn't know is that there's a hillslope behind you. Now beneath you.

Zenitsu's blow made you dizzy. The lighting scatteres across your skin.
Not being able to distinguish between up and down, left and right you fall. The wind pulls on you like it did six months ago. The only thing that changed is the position of your body. Six months ago you could see what awaited you. Now you can only guess and pray.
Panic thrums in your ears as you try to turn. Unsuccessfully. You left your blades in your room to handicap yourself. To give the boys a chance. Never did you regret it as much as now.

"FUUUUUUUCK!", you scream so loud you can hear the birds around you flapping away.

Did Shin feel like this?

A moment later your back greets the first trees and branches. You cross your arms over your face to protect it from the pine needles. Then you collide with the ground. It feels like a knife was being pushed into your spine. You huff and groan as you begin to roll down the rest of the slope, still covering your face, eyes closed. The pine needles poke through the fabric of your clothes.
You curse with every bump on the ground.
You try to dig your fingers and feet into the dirt while shielding your face. It hurts but you eventually stop. Centimeters in front of another slope that ends in a pond. You breathe heavily and try to ignore the pain stinging in every muscle. You got dirt in your mouth and try to spit everything out but your mouth still feels sandy. Your body is covered in pine needles, pebbles and dirt. The thought of having to walk all the way up in this condition makes you grimace. Not that it's normal for you to walk anywhere while being hurt.
Just as you stand up, slow like a sloth, the ground beneath your feet begins to tremble. Your eyes shoot to the source of the noise and your mouth immediately is agape. Rocks, stones and branches roll down the path you just marked. The impact of you was so hard that it caused a tiny avalanche. In the distance you can hear Zenitsu shouting your name.
You want to roll your eyes but there's no time for this. 
There's nowhere to go. Behind you is another slope, in front of you the avalanche. Climbing a tree would be too slow and trying to withstand the avalanche is impossible with your aching back. Once again your bad luck is proven. You were kicked down a slope, survived, only to then get hit by an avalanche your survival caused.
It rolls closer and closer and you stand there, not knowing what to do. How hilarious. Countless fights against demons - nearly immortal creatures - didn't put you under deaths scythe but a tiny avalanche does.
You take a deep breath hoping for a solution to emerge from your mind.

A heartbeat later a shadow is towering over you. Then everything happens so fast you can't quite follow it. Cold wind catches you and tears you away. Into the sky. You're expecting to fall but you're not alone.
A strong arm secures you around the middle. You can see the avalanche crashing down on the spot you just stand on and continues to roll down the second slope.

Seconds later it hits you.
The smell.
The heartbeat under the muscular chest moving against your back.
The warm breath stroking your ear.
The clatter of crystals.
Features that you couldn't ban from your mind.

Strong legs cushion the landing on the ground opposite to the pond that is the final destination of the avalanche.
Gently you get put down. You try to jump away but your back doesn't cooperate. Therefore you swirl around and meet a pair of maroon eyes. Worry and longing fill them.
You had forgotten how tall he is.
And suddenly you forget how to talk.