LONGING || Kimetsu No Yaiba Oneshots

Almost | Agatsuma Zenitsu

I've been testing the waters in my writing style, so forgive me.

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"I promise you: I'll never die."
—Theo McIntyre, History is All You Left Me

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• (Y/N) (L/N) •

"CHU! CHU!"

Just hang in there. Don't die. I'm almost there.

I had finished slaying the demon of the hour. I watched in pity as the its remains crumbled and dissipated into thin air.

Finally, some alone time with my one and only boyfriend, Zenitsu.

I put my Nichirin blade back to its place inside the scabbard. I was about to turn and went back to the Butterfly Estate when the very familiar sparrow appeared in the dead of the night.

"What are you doing here?"

At first, I thought you, Zenitsu, were sending me a letter like you always do. I became overly confused why your sparrow doesn't have its usually tied paper on its claw.

My confusion was replaced by anxiety at the moment of understanding your situation. I dropped my thought of going back to the Butterfly Estate in hopes of aiding you.

What if I didn't make it in time? What kind of demon is he up against? Zenitsu doesn't need backup to the point he's sparrow is sweating its water out and tiring its wings out from repetitive flapping. He isn't weak person, despite his endless rant about it.

I swore I felt my heart stopped for a moment at the second my eyes landed on Zenitsu's unconscious and battered body.

A demon that looks almost the same age as us has its eyes on Zenitsu, ready to end his life with one finishing blow. I watched from the sidelines as it prepared to kill Zenitsu. My breath got caught up in my throat and my chest tightened. I was glued on the ground like a statue as I watch helplessly.

Move.

Damn it, body! Move your fucking limbs.

"Huh? Another Demon Slayer?"

I was so focused on making myself move that I hadn't noticed I finally gained its attention. This demon haven't done anything but the intimidating aura radiates from it in ginormous waves. My body doesn't want to move! It also doesn't want to fight.

The demon turned itself fully to me. I moticed now the character engraved on its left eye.

Lower Moon Three.

Fuck.

I haven't confronted a Lower Moon demon before. Crossing paths with one is very low. I heard from the rumors going around the Corps of their strength compared nothing to a Pillar. But, why? Why can't my body move under the intimidation pressure? Just calm your nerves and hold out until backup arrives. I have to stay alive until Zenitsu recovers, so he can escape.

With a deep breath, I hold the katana with my trembling hands.

I just need to stay alive.

I pulled out the blade from its sheath and aimed it at the demon, which now stood bored.

"Why don't you just run away like a coward and live your life in shame?"

"Get your hands off my boyfriend."