Half-Demon! Tanjiro AU

Half-Demon! Tanjiro AU

Chapter Two:

Smoke Signal

Warnings: There’s still quite a bit of angst, but it does have a happy ending!

Word Count: 2150

Darkness surrounded Sanemi’s mind as time passed. It had been three days since Tanjiro’s disappearance…and Genya’s death. Sanemi’s last sibling..the last person he truly loved..was gone. He isolated himself from everyone. Whenever he did show his face, he dared not to speak. In a way, his behavior was very similar to how Giyuu used to act.

This was strange to the both of them, since Sanemi would often criticize Giyuu for his avoidant behavior. Yet here he is now, sitting on the back porch of his estate with his eyes staring at the ground. The Wind Estate was usually quiet, even when Genya was here, but now it felt empty.

A knock could be heard from the other side of the mansion. Sanemi knew who it was and silently stood up to greet them. The Wind Hashira slid open the door and stared into the empty house. It was clean and nothing had been touched since Genya’s passing. Training swords, both of wood and steel, were hanging on racks that were leaning against the side walls.

In the middle of the room stood a table. There wasn’t much that was special about it, say for a purple bonsai tree that Genya had gifted him. Sanemi couldn’t take his eyes off of the tree. His brother gave it to him as an apology for blaming him for their mom’s death. At the time though, Sanemi only spat in his face and shrugged it off. He wished Genya would’ve known how much he cherished the tree and how he actually did care about him.

It was too late now. Sanemi shook his head before walking past the table. Shadows crawled on the gray walls and sliding doors as Sanemi walked past. The only light that shone in the house came from the back and front doors. Sanemi saw the outline of the only other Hashira to still be alive as he approached the front door.

He slid the door open and immediately covered his eyes with his hand. The sun beamed down at his face with a harsh glow. Once his eyes adjusted, Sanemi looked at the Water Hashira, who was standing before him. “Good morning, Shinazugawa.” Giyuu greeted him in a tired voice.

“Morning..Why did you come here?” Sanemi didn’t seem agitated, just tired. “I just wanted to check up on you.” Giyuu’s eyes seemed oddly warm towards the Wind Hashira. “I’m fine, Tomioka..Just leave me be.” Sanemi went to walk back inside when Giyuu put his hand on the closing door. “No you’re not.”

Sanemi only sighed as he walked back through his estate. The Water Hashira followed him, observing the dark surroundings. Truth be told, he truly felt sorrow for his fellow colleague. He understood how Sanemi was feeling at this very moment. After Sabito’s death, Giyuu isolated himself from everyone, much like Sanemi is doing now. Giyuu knows personally how miserable he must be feeling and he doesn’t want anyone else to feel the same misery that he felt.

The Wind Hashira took his place back on the back porch, this time staring at the training ground. Giyuu stood behind him, eyeing the beautiful bonsai tree. It was the only source of color in the house, the only source of comfort. He looked back at Sanemi with an empathetic expression. He took off his haori, which held significant importance to Giyuu, and laid it comfortingly on Sanemi’s shoulders.

Sanemi looked up at him with disbelief and curiosity, but said nothing. Giyuu sat down next to him, scanning the Wind Hashira’s training grounds. “Sanemi..” Giyuu said with a heavy heart. “It’s not your fault.” Sanemi looked up at him with shock and a bit of anger. “Why would you say that?”

Giyuu closed his eyes before looking at him with warmth. “I know that you think that it’s your fault. You think that you could’ve saved him if you just tried harder.” Sanemi said nothing as he looked away, knowing that Giyuu was telling nothing but the truth. “Why are you telling me this?”

Giyuu sighed heavily, “Because I feel the same.” Sanemi widened his eyes, a realization had hit him. For the longest time, he couldn’t stand the way Giyuu acted. However right here and right now, he understood what the Water Hashira had been going through. Everything made sense and they truly weren’t so different after all.

A fire burned brightly in the dead of night. It had been a full week since Tanjiro’s disappearance. The young slayer had been hunting rabbits to survive. He had one roasting above his makeshift fire. Tanjiro only stared at the flames as his mind drifted away.

Although it was killing his heart, Tanjiro chose to stay away from his friends. He didn’t know what had happened to him and he didn’t know if he would rip them to shreds on accident. The younger missed them with every fiber of his being, but he thought that it would be best to isolate himself. At least, that’s what he told himself.

Despite still being a demon, he hadn’t had any cravings or instinctual behaviors. He acted just like his human self and he still had his memories. Regardless of that, Tanjiro convinced himself that he was a danger.

Unbeknownst to him, a Kasugai Crow was servailing the area. It cawed softly as it perched on a nearby tree. The crow swirled it’s head and saw the rising smoke. The bird’s eyes widened as it realized that it was a man made fire. Perfectly controlled and well placed. The crow shook its body as it spread its wings, taking off to the night sky.

Giyuu had chosen to stay with Sanemi. He knew that the Wind Hashira would need some time to recover and doing it alone would just make it even harder. Surprisingly, Sanemi let him do this. He understood that he really needed the company and although he would never admit it, Sanemi did enjoy Giyuu’s presence.

They sat together on the back porch, eating some rice balls after a long day of training. The two Hashiras sat there in silence, but their spirits weren’t too low. “Caw! Caw!” Sanemi’s crow came swooping in. “Hm? What is it?” Sanemi grumbled as the crow sat in front of them.

“There has been suspicious activity in a nearby town! Caw!” Both Hashiras’ eyes widened. “Suspicious activity? What do you mean?” The crow ruffled its feathers. “A fresh fire has been spotted by an abandoned shed! Rumor has it that the fire looks man made! Caw!”

“Really? Do you think it’s him?” Sanemi’s voice sounded both concerned and curious. “There’s a high possibility! Caw!” The two Hashiras looked at each other. “I can’t believe it..” Giyuu said with relief and hope.

Then, loud footsteps could be heard running towards them. “Coming’ through!” The familiar voice of the boar slayer called out from the woods. Inosuke, Zenitsu, Nezuko, and Kanao emerged from the forest and skidded to a stop right in front of the Hashiras.

“We..we just got the news.” Nezuko panted heavily as she tried to regain her breath. Their clothes were patched up and their wounds were covered with clean bandages. Giyuu stood up and dusted off his clothes. “You four are looking better. Glad to see that you’re recovering.”

The Water Hashira went to grab his sword from the rack against the left side wall. Sanemi did the same except his sword was on the right. They swiftly placed their swords into their personal scabbards and faced the group. “Tomioka and I will be heading off.” Sanemi said plainly as he walked past them.

The group just looked at them, dumbfounded. “We’re coming with you!” Zenitsu demanded. Giyuu looked up at them and tilted his head. “No you’re not. The Hashiras can handle this. You’ve done enough.” Sanemi didn't turn to them when he said that. If it comes to it, he didn’t want to kill Tanjiro in front of his friends. That would crush them.

“We’re not asking, Tankenmi! We’re going to find him!” Inosuke yelled like a sergeant before crossing his arms. Sanemi nor Giyuu said anything. “Please..if he really can’t control himself..if we really have to fight him..you’ll need more than just two Hashiras. He is the new demon king after all.” Kanao pleaded with a pained voice.

“She does have a point you know.” Giyuu sighed softly. Sanemi only turned his head slightly before huffing. “Fine..” Both Giyuu and Sanemi bolted into the forest with incredible speed. “Alright! Hahaha!” Inosuke laughed maniacally as the group of slayers followed them. “Okay, Monjiro! Here we come!”

Tanjiro was curled up in the corner of the abandoned shed. The nights were cold here due to the walls not being completely sealed. All he had for light was a single candle. He was able to figure out that he can manipulate solar flames by trying to use his Sun Breathing to light the candle.

The young slayer mewed to himself as he sat there. Longing had taken over his heart and with each passing moment, he only missed his friends more. He still remembered their individual scents. Their all too familiar marks that their bodies gave off. Tanjiro wished that he could smell them again.

But the young boy did. Tanjiro caught their scents as he sniffed the air. At first, he was relieved, but panic soon overcame him. “No! They can’t find me like this! I’ll hurt them!” Their scents were vastly approaching at incredible speeds.

Since the scents were coming from past the door, he knew that he couldn’t take that route. Tanjiro looked around him, only to see a shattered window near the top of the shed. “That’ll work.” Tanjiro sunk his claws into the rotted wood and he started to climb up.

Unfortunately, his new, large body was too heavy for the wood to withstand. It cracked and nearly caved in, causing his body to fall with a loud thud. “He’s in here, guys! I can hear him!” A hopeful Zenitsu yelled from the other side, causing Tanjiro to yelp in anguish.

Then, a sword sliced through the door, splitting it in half. Giyu rammed his body through the broken door, causing splinters to fly everywhere. He looked up at the young slayer with wide eyes. Tanjiro pinned himself to the back wall of the shed. “No! Please..stay back.” He pleaded.

The rest of the group followed Giyuu in. The rest of the Kambako squad looked upon him in wonder, while Sanemi placed a hand on his sword. Tanjiro was on the verge of a panic attack. His breathing was incredibly heavy as his eyes darted from one person to the next.

“Tanjiro..it’s really you.” Nezuko whispered as she stepped closer to him. “No! Stay away from me!” He whimpered, causing the others to look upon him in shock. “I don’t want to hurt you.” The poor boy was shaking horribly. He was terrified.

“Your sound is mostly the same.” Zenitsu sighed, relieved. Everyone turned to him, confused. “His sound..it’s the same kind and gentle sound that he once had. It just has some soft growls and purrs now.” The Kamboko squad and Giyuu lowered their weapons, but Sanemi didn’t.

“I just don’t want to hurt you. I have no idea what happened to me and..I..I.” Tanjiro couldn’t mutter another word as both fear and sorrow gripped him. “But you’re not attacking us now.” Giyuu spoke in a kind and calm manner. “If you truly were a demon, you’d be trying to kill us right now.”

The dam had finally broken and Tanjiro fell to his knees, sobbing. “I’m so sorry I left you! I just didn’t want to hurt you!” Nezuko, Zenitsu, and Kanao immediately went to embrace him. Tanjiro pulled them into a hug and mewed softly.

“Well that wasn’t too hard!” Inosuke laughed. “You too, Inosuke!” Nezuko pulled him into the hug, causing him to yelp. Giyuu only smiled, happy that Tanjiro was finally found.

“So..What exactly are we going to do about this? I mean he’s a demon!” Sanemi spoke harshly. “I don’t think he’s a full demon. He has his memories and morals, so he isn’t going to be a problem.” Giyuu sighed heavily. “All we can do now is tell everyone the good news.” Sanemi only nodded to Giyuu’s response and looked back at the young slayers.

Sanemi’s crow immediately took off, spreading the word. “Young Kamado’s been found! Caw! Young Kamado’s been found!” Aoi peeked her head out from the Butterfly Estate’s window, relieved. “Thank the stars.” Kiriya sat in the old meeting room of his father’s mansion, the crow perched on his arm. “So, he’s a demon, yet he has his memories and morals.” He chuckled to himself. “Maybe he’s something new..maybe..he’s a half-demon.”

The cat purred softly as it climbed down as well. Strifles tried to climb down, but his claws were broken and he almost slipped. I would..like that..sorry.

A small child demon with jaguar ears, paws, and a tail was curled up against a tree, crying. His pitch black eyes with blue jewel-like pupils were streaming with tears. His ragged navy blue kimonoi, which looked way too big for him, and his black pants were covered in claw marks. His messy, shirt, black hair was dirty and had specks of blood in it.

*Rui had heard the smaller boys quiet cries from a short ways away and had decided to investigate thinking that one of Douma's younger cult members had accidentally gotten caught in one of his webs. You then hear him call out to you from the tree next to you in a quiet voice as he tried to sound more calming. Luckily this is not the first time he has encountered a frightened child that is younger than him and it most likely would not be the last* "Hello there, is everything alright?"

Could you do one where human tanjiro eats nezuko?

(I was a bit uncomfortable with the way you worded this request, but it’s not out of my comfort zone. I hope you enjoy your fic! Also this takes place before she conquers the sun.)

Last Minute Choice

(A Tanjiro Vore Fanfic)

Warnings: Nothing, but soft vore.

“Nezuko! No!” Tanjiro threw himself over his demon sister, covering her from the sun. They were fighting a demon together on the outskirts of a nearby town. He was powerful, but he was nothing compared to what they have faced before. The main problem was long the fight had been. This was mostly due to the demon’s insistence on running away.

The demon had flung the box, where Nezuko usually rested in during the day, while Tanjiro was delivering the final blow. The box was completely out of reach by the time the sun came up, so the young boy did what he could. “Don’t worry, Nezuko. Your big brother will think of something!”

Nezuko was in a rather small form at the moment. The only separating her from the sun’s deadly light was Tanjiro’s shadow. The boy looked around for an answer. Little did he know, Nezuko’s defensive instincts were taking told.

The small demon tugged on Tanjiro’s haori, begging for his attention. The young boy turned to her, concerned. “What’s wro- ack!” The slayer was taken aback when Nezuko shoved her small upper body into his maw. He almost tried shaking her out, fearful that he might hurt her.

Instead of shaking her off though, Tanjiro swallowed the small demon. He had no idea where this was leading to, but he decided that Nezuko must know what she’s doing. His soft, plush throat didn’t cause any problems for the small demon. She immediately relaxed inside the darkened tunnel.

Tanjiro’s throat slowly carried further down into his abdomen. The small demon could hear his heartbreat as she pasted it. Once she reached his stomach, Nezuko immediately curled up inside the soft organ. It was much more comfortable than the box. The walls of his stomach were soft and it held her body still. It’s warmth provided Nezuko with great comfort and the darkness reminded her that she was safe.

“Nezuko, are you alright?” Tanjiro took a deep breath as he placed a hand on his full belly. Nezuko hummed softly, letting him know that she was okay. “Oh, thank goodness.” Tanjiro sighed. “I guess this works as a solution to our problem.”

Tanjiro went over to the box and slung the straps over his shoulders, like he usually does. He chuckled a bit when he felt Nezuko snuggle into the soft walls of his tummy. “You must really like it in there, huh?” Tanjiro smiled to himself. “You can stay in there for as long as you want, Nezuko.”

Nezuko hummed again in delight. The young slayer placed a hand on his belly as he walked to his next destination. “Caw! Caw! The Water Hashira, Giyuu Tomioka, has requested your presence, Tanjiro Kamado!” Tanjiro’s crow cases as he flew above him. Oh no..Tanjiro’s face flushed with embarrassment.

“This is going to take a lot of explaining..” Tanjiro sighed heavily. “It sure is! Run Tanjiro! Run Tanjiro!” Tanjiro shook his head as he headed in the direction of Tomioka’ s place. “I heard you! No need to keep repeating yourself!” Tanjiro yelled to the crow as he put his hands on his stomach.

This was going to be a long day..

Half-Demon! Tanjiro AU

Chapter Three:

The Spider’s Old

Stomping Grounds

Warnings: Just some blood

Word Count: 2727

“Oh! Brother, I brought you your haori!” Nezuko chirped happily as she held up the green and black checkered cloth. The fabric was freshly washed and it smelled of sweet lavender. Tanjiro took in the soft scent. To him, this was a sign of relief and comfort. “Thank you, Nezuko.”

The Kambako squad warmly watched the young slayer fiddle with his haori. The fabric struggled to fit over his new body, which made the young boy feel rather awkward. “I guess I’ll have to adjust it, huh?” Nezuko awkwardly chuckled as Tanjiro looked at her, a nervous smile on his face.

Unfortunately, a throbbing pain struck the younger Kamado. She gripped her head and snarled in pain. Inosuke immediately went to her side and put an arm around her. The rest of the slayers looked worried, but not shocked. However, a look of concern spread across Tanjiro’s face.

“What’s wrong, Nezuko?!” Tanjiro tenderly approached his sister and crouched in front of her. “She’s been having these spats where her demon side is fighting for control.” Giyuu’s voice was dim and worried. “Tamayo’s medicine..is having some faults.” Sanemi huffed irritably at Giyuu’s words.

Tanjiro thought for a moment, looking at his hand. He is now the new Demon King, or at least the leader of this new group of creatures. Why wouldn’t he be able to help her? Tanjiro looked at his beloved sister worriedly before cutting his hand open with his claws.

Everyone stood in disturbed shocked as Tanjiro let a few drops of his blood drip into the suffering demon’s maw. “I hope this works..” Tanjiro muttered anxiously. Nezuko snapped her jaws shut, swallowed the blood and shook her head. Then it seemed like something had clicked within her.

She looked up at Tanjiro, both eyes being demon-like, then to the other group members. They all leaned in curiously, not knowing what was going on. Nezuko stared at her own claws before looking back up at her brother. She was smiling with no sense of bloodlust in her eyes. “Thank you, brother!”

The young demon hugged her brother tightly as the Kamaboko squad cheered. “So, are we just gonna let this happen?! How do we explain this?” Sanemi whispered harshly to Giyuu. Tomioka turns and shakes his head. “They aren’t bloodthirsty, so I doubt there would be any argument, especially since they’ve done so much to help us.”

Sanemi knew that the Water Piller knew what he was talking about, so he left it at that. “Come on, young Kamado.” Giyuu said, warmly. “It’s time you’ve come home.” Tanjiro’s eyes water a tad when he said this. Zenitsu clung to Tanjiro tightly as Inosuke and Kanao helped him up. “Thank you.” Tanjiro mews in a sweet, honey-like tone. “Thank you so much.”

To many amongst the corps, the return of the young, yet powerful slayer was worthy of celebration. Aoi and and young girls at the butterfly mansion celebrated with a massive feast, to which many slayers attended. Tanjiro couldn’t help, but cry with everyone’s love and affection.

Kiriya was rather curious, though, on how such a transformation was possible. He wasn’t skeptical of Tanjiro’s humanity in the slightest, but he wanted to understand his new form better. Within three days of the young slayer’s return, Kiriya had sent a crow out to seek for him.

The large crow perched on the window of the Butterfly Mansion’s kitchen, where Tanjiro was helping Aoi prepare for that day’s dinner. “Young Kamado! Young Kamado! The Master requests for your presence! Caw!” Both Tanjiro and Aoi looked rather surprised.”He wants to see me?” Tanjiro asked, confused.

“Oh yes he does! Caw!” The crow laughed rather oddly. Tanjiro thought about the request for a minute. “Well, I guess it does make sense.” Aoi tapped his shoulder. “You might not want to be late, you know.” Tanjiro blushed in embarrassment. “Right! I’ll be on my way then! Have a good day, Aoi!” Tanjiro mews sweetly as he runs off. Aoi smiles softly, watching him. “I hope the same for you.”

It didn’t take long for Tanjiro to reach the Master’s mansion. His new form increased his speed and endurance, which helped him get to the estate in less than five minutes. Once he got there, he knocked on the door. A male Kakushi answered the call. “Ah! Lord Kamado! You’re here!” The Kakushi said warmly.

“Hello, Mister. I heard that the Master has requested for me?” Tanjiro tilted his head slightly. The Kakushi nodded calmly. “Right this way.” He lead the young slayer through the Master’s voluminous mansion. As Tanjiro passed the many areas that he became so familiar with, memories of Kagaya filled Tanjiro’s mind. Thus, making him tear up.

“We’re here.” The Kakushi announcer politely. Tanjiro shook his head to shake off those thoughts. “Right! Thank you!” The Kakushi opened the door to the meeting room, letting Tanjiro inside.

Kiriya was sitting in front of two of his sisters, Nichika and Kanata. “Ah! Tanjiro! It’s lovely seeing you again.” Kiriya’s face brightened as soon as he saw the boy. “Same goes for you, Master.” Tanjiro sat on his knees in front of them. “Mind if I ask, why have you called me here?”

Kiriya closed his eyes before starting his speech. “I have brought you here because I’m curious what you are capable of in this new form. I don’t mistrust your humanity, since you are showing no signs of bloodlust, but I’m curious as to what this new species entails.”

Tanjiro’s questions only grew as the boy spoke. Did he want him to train to find his Blood Demon Art? Did Kiriya want to perform experiments with his blood? Tanjiro had not a single clue. “What do you mean, Master?”

The boy gathered his thoughts to hopefully make more sense. “I request that you log any new abilities and information in your journal. That’s really the best way we can discover more about this.”

Tanjiro nodded with understanding. “I see. I will make sure to log everything, Master!” Tanjiro bows loyalty. “How should I try to go about this?” The young slayer tilted his head with curiosity.

Kiriya put a hand to his chin. “I’m not sure..” Kanata then shuffled closer to her brother and whispered to him. Kiriya looked intrigued by what she was saying and nodded slowly. “That sounds like a good idea.” Kiriya hummed softly.

Tanjiro waited patiently for his orders, curious as to what they were talking about. Kiriya then looked up at him with a pleasant smile. “We would like you to go to where one of your old missions took place. That might give us some information.”

Tanjiro nodded his head, agreeing with the suggestion. “That makes sense. My demon cells might react due to my past memories.” Kiriya smiled. “Exactly. Could you bring your sister as well?” Tanjiro returned with a heavenly smile. “Of course! Is there anything else you need?”

“That’s it, young Kamado. You are dismissed.” Kiriya clapped his hands together. “Right! Thank you, Master!” Tanjiro stood up from the meeting and walked out, wondering what place he would decide to travel to.

“So what made you decide that Mount Natagumo was the best choice?” Nezuko asked curiously as the trudged up the dark and ominous mountain. For her, this seems like one of the more unlikely places that would yield any results.

“Well, it was our first mission where we had to fight a Moon. Not to mention, this is where the Hashiras found us.” Tanjiro’s enthusiasm seemed to fizzle out for a moment. “And I don’t feel ready to confront everything that happened..”

Nezuko nodded, understanding her brother’s pain. “That’s okay. Even if nothing happens, this will still be a great time!” Tanjiro looked over at her, smiling warmly. “Yeah..it will be.” He then rumbled softly before continuing their way up the mountain.

Tanjiro could tell that they were getting close to where the battle had taken place due to the faint smell of demon blood. The large and luscious forest loomed over them, which only added to the uneasiness. “I forgot how creepy it was up here.” Nezuko chuckled softly.

Tanjiro squinted his eyes, then rubbed them. “Brother, is everything alright?” Nezuko mewed with worry. “I’m fine.my vision was just a bit blurry.” However, when Tanjiro stopped rubbing his eyes, nothing changed. Red specks floating aimlessly in the air made him believe that his vision was faltering.

“Nezuko! Do you see those?” Tanjiro pointed in the air with absolute curiosity and shock, but the younger demon couldn’t see anything. “I don’t see anything, but trees and stars. Are you sure you’re alright?”

Tanjiro shook his head, yet the specks still stuck around. He tried to grab one, but his hand phased right through it. “What are these?” Tanjiro muttered to himself. Nezuko’s concerned only worsened. “Tanjiro..” Nezuko rumbled with concern.

Tanjiro couldn’t get his mind off of them. Something was calling to him, like a deeply ingrained instinct that’s finally bubbling to the surface. These specks..meant something, but what? Tanjiro was lost in his thoughts, until a sharp pain shot through his palm.

“Ow!” Tanjiro hissed as blood dripped from his hand and onto the forest floor. “Tanjiro! Are you okay?!” Nezuko yelped, tushing to her brother’s aid. “I’m fine. The wound’s already healing up.” Tanjiro’s gentle voice was telling the truth since the cut was healing up.

However, something odd happened. The specks began to glow and they finally appeared to Nezuko. “Woah! Are these-?” Tanjiro nodded in response to Nezuko’s question. The specks crawled closer to the small pool of blood. “Maybe if..” Tanjiro thought to himself.

The young slayer focused his energy on his blood, which resulted in the specks being drawn to the red liquid. They swirled around it like dancing fireworks. Nezuko could only stare in amazement as the red lights danced. Then, the red lights started to form a person.

They came together, like a puzzle and it’s many pieces, to form a small child. The strange thing was..the Kamado siblings knew this child. The red specks..were the ashes left behind after Rui died. A glowing red body sat before the Kamado siblings, who were awestruck.

The red glow died down, revealing the small demon child. Tanjiro’s eyes widened as he looked over at the demon. “Tanji..” Nezuko muttered with shock. “Wha-where..” Rui whispered weakly, opening his eyes.

The small demon child yelped in surprise. “What’s going on?!” Rui whinced, anxiety rising within him. He never expected to see these two again, but something was different. Rui looked closer at Tanjiro’s scarlet eyes..It can’t be..

“Are you alr-?” “Are you going to kill me again?” Tanjiro was cut off guard by Rui’s question. The young demon child shook slightly. He had no idea why he was here or what the Tanjiro wanted from him. “Why would I do that?”

“You’re the new Demon King. You’re a lot more powerful than when I first met you.” Rui shook more as he thought about the situation. He thought that the slayer must be trying to punish the ones who hurt him.

However, Tanjiro wasn’t cruel hearted. Although he didn’t know how this was possible, something told him that this was an important decision. Nezuko seemed to be on the same page as she waited for his answer. “You’re right. I have been training to get better, but I’m not going to hurt you.”

“Then, what do you plan to do with me?” Rui shook with fear as he looked into the eyes of the new Demon King. Tanjiro had to make a difficult decision. On one hand, he would be scrutinized by the slayers, Sanemi specifically. On the other, something was telling him that this little demon deserved better.

He remembered how Rui reached out to him when he was dying. He remembered how badly this demon child wanted a family. Even going so far as to try to take his sister. Rui’s scent was also different now as well. It was more human and emotional, not vicious and rotten. Tanjiro knew what he had to do.

“Would you like to come with us?” Tanjiro asked softly. Nezuko raised an eyebrow, but she trusted his judgment. “What? Why would you want to take me? Especially after all I’ve put you through..” Tanjiro knew that something was different about him. “Well, something tells me that you’re not a vicious monster, just a hurt and lonely child.”

This almost brought the young demon to tears. He remembered the kindness that Tanjiro showed him during their fight. He realized that this new Demon King wouldn’t hurt him. “But what another other slayers? They won’t be too happy.”

“They took a risk with me, so why can’t they take a chance with you.” Nezuko smiled warmly. “Plus, if you were really like the way you were back then, you would try to attack us or run away.” Tanjiro nods. “She makes a fair point. Do you remember your human past?”

Rui nods slowly, tearing up while thinking about his deceased family. “I do..I’m sorry.” Tanjiro gave him a warm smile. He picked up the small demon and held him close to his chest. “That settles it then! We can help you! We promise.” Nezuko nodded in agreement with her brother.

Rui sighed as he rested his head against Tanjiro’s chest. There he felt the gentle touch that he craved for decades. He weeped quietly as he listened to Tanjiro’s heartbeat. “Are you okay?” Tanjiro asked the demon. “Yeah..” Rui purred. “Thank you for giving me a chance.”

“Of course.” Tanjiro hummed sweetly. “What do you plan on telling the others?” Nezuko asked him worriedly. “I’ll show them that he’s not a threat.” Tanjiro huffed with a determined voice.

“How did this happen?” Kiriya asked with a curious and confused expression. Tanjiro, who is holding Rui, sat in front of the Master. Sanemi and Giyuu stood behind the young slayer. Sanemi was scowling while Giyuu was more curious and worried about Tanjiro. Rui looked like he was trying to hide in Tanjiro’s haori.

“When I went to Mount Natagumo, I saw red ashes floating around me. I accidentally spilt some blood which attracted the ashes. Then well..something inside told me to concentrate on it.” Tanjiro said softly as he held the small demon. Kiriya was curious, looking at the Lower Moon.

“It’s because of Muzan’s cells.” Sanemi scowled. “We don’t know that, Shinazugawa.” Kiriya turned to him, then back to Tanjiro and Rui. “I’ll give him the blood test.” Kiriya grabbed and small knife and sliced his forearm.

Everyone held their breaths as they waited to see what Rui would do. Rui looked at the blood, then up at Kiriya. He didn’t jump on the leader or even salivate. Rui merely shrugged and looked away.

All the slayers were shocked at this. Even Nezuko salivated when Sanemi gave her the test. “How is this possible?” Giyuu whispered under his breath. Kiriya looked up at Tanjiro once again. “How did you do this?” Tanjiro shrugged. “My best guess is that my blood can bring humanity back to demons.”

Kiriya nodded. “How odd..” He inched closer to the small demon. “Master, with all respect, this demon is nothing but a threat! He’s killed humans!” Sanemi roared. Despite Sanemi’s words, Rui reached out a hand to Kiriya. Kiriya did the same. “He has a heartbeat. Tanjiro’s right..”

Tanjiro smiled at both of them with warmth. Kiriya looked up at him. “You may convert others as long as you keep an eye on them.” Tanjiro let out a sigh of relief. “Thank you, master. I won’t let you down!” Tanjiro held Rui close to him as they walked out of the meeting room.

“Master, please! That thing is dangerous!” Sanemi was borderline panicking. “Shinazugawa, I know that this is hard for you, but that little half-demon is no longer dangerous.” Sanemi huffed angrily while Giyuu looked at Kiriya.

“Master, what made you decide this? I’m not mad, just curious.” Kiriya nodded understanding his concern. “I believe that something major is coming. Tanjiro was given a gift, one that Muzan didn’t have. That demon has his humanity, making him a half-demon.” He stares off into the sky. “I trust young Kamado’s judgment.”

Author's note: I recently got a comment that made my day and managed to pull me out of my writer's block. So, thank you!

ObaMitsu Love Vore Fic?

(Pred Mitsuri caring for her boyfriend/husband)

Maybe Kaburamaru just hangs out on her neck/in her braids while she ‘belly snuggles’ Obanai?

(Awwww! This was so cute! Honestly I really should write more fics with them. They’re honestly one of the few straight ships I like. Hope you enjoy the story!)

Cozy and Warm

(An Obamitsu Vore Fanfic!)

Warnings: Just fluff and soft vore!

“Oh, I can’t wait for Obi to come home!” Mitsuri chirped to herself as she paced back and forth in their room. Her wings puffed up in excitement while she waited for her beloved husband. They were both sent on missions to patrol nearby towns, but they had to separate as their destinations weren’t the same. The Love Hashira was luckily able to head home after a few hours, but her husband wasn’t so lucky.

Mitsuri chirped and mewed as she paced. She was mostly excited, but a small amount of anxiousness was starting to prick at her mind. Thoughts like “Is he okay?” or “He probably would’ve mind called me if something happened, right?” plagued her mind. She tried her best to shake these thoughts off, but they were to no avail.

Mitsuri opened the door to their room and peaked outside, staring through the confusing, yet oddly comforting environment of the Infinity Castle. “I’m glad that we aren’t too far away from everyone now..” The Love Hashira chirped as she watched the Half Demons go about their business.

Then, a soft knock echoed from the other door. “S-sweetheart..I-I-it’s me..” Obanai’s voice was soft and oddly shaky, as if he just stepped out of an ice box. “Obi!” Mitsuri flew over to the over door and swung it open. However, what she saw almost brought her to tears.

Obanai was shaking profusely and his eyes had a sickly gaze in them. The bandages that usually covered his maw were off, revealing his snake-like maw which was dripping with black poison. He held his arms tightly against his chest, almost in a defensive position. “Obi! What happened?!” Mitsuri mewed, worriedly.

“D-damn bl-blizzard..” Obanai shivered and shook as he rested his head on Mistsuri’s chest. Kaburamaru stayed close to Obanai’s neck, trying to warm up himself. “Here, come inside!” Mitsuri took his hand and led him to their soft futon. Obanai’s steps were slow and weak as he followed her. Together, they sat on the futon and Mitsuri, being the sweet person that she was, was putting heavy and thick blankets around Obanai.

“Why did you stay out there for that long? You know that your body is incredibly sensitive to the cold!” The Love Hashira looked at him with a concerned gaze. “I’m sorry, dear. I just needed to make sure my patrol was done.” Obanai hissed softly as Kaburamaru stuck his head out of Obanai’s haori and slithered over to Mitsuri.

She gently picked up the snake, letting it slither around her neck and curl up. Mitsuri sighed while looking at Obanai. He was still shivering despite the thick blankets. Luckily, she knew what she had to do. “Obi, it’s okay. I can keep you warm, okay?” Obanai nodded, knowing what she was going to do.

Mitsuri scooted closer to him and kissed him softly, before lowering her jaws over his head. Obanai didn’t stir as he was carefully swallowed. The light pink walls were gentle with his aching body. A lovely warmth could be felt all around him which soothed his icy form.

Once she was far enough with the process, Mitsuri tilted her head back to swallow the last of her husband. Obanai cooed softly as he fully entered her stomach, curling up inside. He listened to her soft heartbeat and the noises her tummy was making. The Serpent Hashira wrapped his tail around his legs as he felt the last of the ice melt away from his soul. “Thank you, sweetheart.” Obanai purred quietly.

Mitsuri smiled as she held her tummy close. “Of course! It was the least I could do.” Kaburamaru softly nuzzled against her cheek, causing her to giggle. “Do you feel any better?” Mitsuri asked sweetly. “I believe so. It’s a lot warmer here than it is out there.” Obanai’s voice was muffled, but still audible.

“Well, I’m happy that you’re okay, Obi! You really scared me there!” Mitsuri chirped gently as she laid down, wrapping her wings around her and her stomach. “I’m sorry..I should’ve come home earlier.” Obanai hissed regretfully. “Hey, it’s okay. We’re together now and that’s all that matters, right?” Mitsuri chirped happily. Obanai looked around at his surroundings and smiled softly. “Right.”

It happened when I ran from my older brother. He’s almost worthy of becoming a member of the Twelve Kizuki, or so the master says, so I had to do my best to get away from him. The cat hisses at the mention of Strifles’s brother. We have the same Blood Demon Art, except mine is weaker.

A small child demon with jaguar ears, paws, and a tail was curled up against a tree, crying. His pitch black eyes with blue jewel-like pupils were streaming with tears. His ragged navy blue kimonoi, which looked way too big for him, and his black pants were covered in claw marks. His messy, shirt, black hair was dirty and had specks of blood in it.

*Rui had heard the smaller boys quiet cries from a short ways away and had decided to investigate thinking that one of Douma's younger cult members had accidentally gotten caught in one of his webs. You then hear him call out to you from the tree next to you in a quiet voice as he tried to sound more calming. Luckily this is not the first time he has encountered a frightened child that is younger than him and it most likely would not be the last* "Hello there, is everything alright?"