[DISCONTINUED] The Art of Destruction || A Kimetsu No Yaiba x (F)Reader Story

Chapter 9

Previously!

His words stung your heart like a hornet, 'Ouch...' Merely looking the other way, you remembered what your mother would always tell you, "Ignore the boys who try to speak to you rudely, (Y/N)." Not looking at anything at this point, you could hear clothes beginning to crumple to your side. Your eyes only moved, and there could you see Tanjiro looking at both Nezuko and you. Returning your gaze back to looking at nothing, Tanjiro began yelling at the purple-eye demon. 'Oh boy...' Was all that you thought as this mayhem began. 

On to Chapter 9!

A deep sigh escaped you as you watched the commotion in front of you. Tanjiro was yelling his head off at the calm demon, exclaiming how both you and Nezuko were not eyesores and that Nezuko was even the beauty of their hometown. Clearing your throat lightly as your hands slightly rose, "Tanjiro-kun, it's okay..." your voice small with self-consciousness. He merely looked at you with a glare that said it all; this was not okay. Backing off immediately as your palms faced him, "My bad, never mind ," a nervous smile and bead of sweat on you now. 

Turning your head towards the dull green headed demon, he watched you two with impatience. Without word, he turned on his heel as Tanjiro followed behind, pulling Nezuko by her hand as she also dragged you along. Tanjiro quickly began his loud mouth once more, declaring how neither of you were eyesores. You merely whined internally, 'This night just keeps dragging on and on...' 

Completely on auto-pilot as your eyes fell shut, you tuned out everything that was happening around you, even though it was quite a reckless move. After your movements seemed to have stayed still for quite a while, you opened your eyes. 

...

And you were alone.

In a dark alleyway. 

Your eyes immediately shot open once you saw there was no one around you, 'Did I get ditched?!'  Frantically, you looked around you, not seeing any other soul near you. Turning your back towards the wood and concrete wall, your eyes scanned the area once more, not believing the fact that you just might have been ditched. Bellowing an irritated groan, your body began to move forward in search of the three who left you. 

Well, you were about to. With nothing to catch your attention, you felt your entire being pulled back, 'W-What the-!?' Like a cold rush of water had washed onto your back, you desperately tried to reach out to grab something, not understanding what was currently happening. With your vision slowly being covered by the wall, you closed your eyes and held your breath, expecting the worse. 

Still standing on your own two feet, you were no longer being pulled backwards. Forcefully taking in the air from your lungs, you finally breathed as you opened of your eyes. Upon opening them, you looked at a red, brick wall now. 'Did the wall change?' Before questioning it any further, a familiar voice called out your name, "(Y/N)san? Are you okay?" Craning your neck to look over your shoulder, you saw Tanjiro looking back at you with those eyes of his, his face unbelievably close to yours. 

You blushed, 'Stop blushing god dammit!' Your inner-thought yelled. "Uhm, yeah, I'm fine," you breathed out, trying to step away from him. But as you tried to step away, you could feel his arms wrapped around your waist, restricting your movements. Furrowing your eyebrows with confusion, you turned your flustered face to the oblivious male, "I-I can't move, Tanjiro-kun..." He looked at you with confusion as his lips were left agape, but once he felt his arms around you, he immediately released out of his own embarrassment and realization. "Ah! Sorry about that!" a red hue lightly spreading on his cheeks, "I was just trying to cushion your fall when I pulled you from behind, (Y/N)san. Sorry about that," he chuckled as he gave his smile to you.