FANFIC BY MAYA BLANCHEFLEUR (TWITTER: m_blanchefleur)
ORIGINAL STORY AND CHARACTERS BELONG TO KOYOHARU GOTOUGE
SORRY FOR ANY MISTAKES. ENGLISH IS NOT MY NATIVE LANGUAGE.
WARNING: AFTER CHAPTER 204/SPOILERS
WE ARE ONE
It is spring, May. And Kanao's birthday was coming up. Sitting in front of the table in the living-room was Tanjiro, a little afflicted and thoughtful. Kaburamaru crawled on his shoulders.
- Would you have another option, Kaburamaru? I always had confidence in my cooking skills, but with my left arm like this, I had no choice in leaving it to Kanao, but...
Young Kamado was thinking hard about what he could do for her on that special day ahead. At that moment, the sound of the door opening and a female voice was heard.
- I'm home!
Kanao had returned with the shopping the day. Trying to tidy up her posture and expression Tanjiro greeted her and Kaburamaru returned to Kanao's shoulders. Leaving her shopping in the kitchen, she did not fail to notice her husband trying to disguise himself.
- Tanjiro, is something wrong?
- Eh? Nothing's happening, Kanao!
- Really? Look into my eyes and say it again. - she answers by approaching her face with his making him even more nervous.
- Ahhnn... Nothing is happening... - Tanjiro's honesty was such a strong trait in him that he soon let "that" expression show in his face.
- Tanjiro!
- Sorry...
Sitting facing each other in the room, Tanjiro explained why he was worried. It was very important to him, because he has a lot to thank for her and not only that, he who had lost his family, she became his new family. He could no longer imagine his life routine without her.
- You didn't have to worry about that, Tanjiro.
- But...
- It's okay. Your intention already makes me very happy. Besides... Living with you every day is already much more than a present to me.
- Kanao... But still...! Let me do something! I was thinking of cooking, but with my left arm like this, I can't do much...
Tanjiro was insistent, when he decided to do something, he didn't measure efforts until he achieved what he wanted. Kanao who already knew her husband well noticed this fact, so accepting his feelings, she thought of something for a few seconds and approached his left side.
- I would like to try your onigiri. - She said this as she intertwined her fingers with Tanjiro's immobile ones and moved her violet eyes to his red eyes. - Let's do it together. I will become your left arm.
- Kanao...
- It's obvious, isn't it? We are married, so we are one.
Tanjiro's smile was his response. He blushed a little, for his wife's kindness always warmed his heart. Even without an arm, half blind, not knowing how much longer he would live, she accepted him and loved him as none of these things existed and as a doctor, always taking good care of his health.
In the kitchen together, Kanao was leaning in front of Tanjiro. He moved only his right arm and Kanao her left. At the same time as they were doing it together, Tanjiro was teaching his wife some techniques. He admired her beauty and grace while smelling her sweet smell.
- You are doing well, Kanao!
- Thank you, Kanao. Thanks to you.
- No, it's because you're always working hard for both of us. Thank you.
The onigiri were ready and put to the table. Sitting facing each other they tasted them. Both in form and taste, from Tanjiro's experience, he did better, but Kanao was not far behind, as she learned a lot from Aoi. She offered small pieces to Kaburamaru who rested on her shoulders.
- A little early yet, but happy birthday, Kanao.
- Thank you, Tanjiro.
They warmly said to each other, "May many, many more birthdays come to us like this" they both thought. One of the reasons Kanao decided to become a doctor. To do her best so that her beloved husband will have a very long life. That would surpass any birthday present.
- Kanao.
- Hm?
- Let's do it again... With our children.
- Eh? Ah... Yes! As a family!
Kanao's shy answer made Tanjiro smile kept in her heart every second of her days with Tanjiro, never to forget them. Meanwhile, a blue butterfly that surrounded the house finally drifted away. There was still someone who protected her little sister even from afar.
