NOTES
Ok, so, for those of you who have read my other Fan-Fictions, I'm sorry for not posting in a while, it's just that I was kind of busy and now I've lost motivation and inspiration, but then I got some inspiration for THIS UNHOLY CRAP-HOLE OF A STORY.
Now, shall we start?
Warning: There will be swearing.
Another thing, I wish I owned Demon Slayer/ Kimestu No Yaiba, but I don't. This beautiful peace of art that is an anime belongs to Koyoharu Gotouge.
The last thing I remember before being reborn, was the wind rushing past my face and a sharp pain in my skull.
The next thing I knew I was being held by a woman and her husband. They were vaguely familiar, but I couldn't see much.
The woman had black hair that she kept up with a lavender and white bonnet-looking piece of cloth. The man had hair and eyes that were a familiar shade of dark redish-pink. His hair was long and he held it up in a high ponytail. He looked frail, but didn't seem old enough to look the way he did. But his smile, a kind smile I had never seen in real life was placed upon his face.
I looked around and caught sight of a baby tightly bundled in blankets with the same eye color as the man looking down at us. I could see his hair peeking out of the blanket juat a bit and I could hear my heart start to beat even faster as I placed all the clues together.
'Holy shit. I'm in fucking Kimestu No Yaiba.' I thought, 'And my hearing is like Zenitsu's, oh cool! I can hear theur heartbeats, but it's kind of loud. BUT MORE IMPORTANTLY... I AM IN THE FUCKING KIMESTU NO YAIBA UNIVERSE! JUST LIKE IN THOSE FAN-FICTIONS I READ!'
I let out a happy squeal and- Wait what was her name again? Kie? Kei? And Tanjuro both smiled softly at my happy outburst.
'Wait a goddamn minute, if I'm looking up at Tanjiro's Mother and Father, qnd he's a baby, and I'mDoes that mean- HOLY SHIT! I'M TANJIRO'S FUCKING TWIN! THIS IS FUCKING AWESOME! I CAN MEET NEZUKO! AND ZENITSU! AND INOSUKEEEEE!!!! I GET TO MEET MY FAVORITE BOAR-BOY!'
I wriggled around in excitement and let out another happy squeal, but right after I did, I heard Baby Tanjiro start crying.
'Oops... Sorry baby Tanji...'
Within a few days I could see clearly. Which was cool. I couldn't do much though, which annoyed the ever-loving hell out of me. I guess I would have to teach myself to walk again, which would be difficult.
Tanjuro and Kie were really good parents. They never got mad and were so sweet. But I could barely understand any of the words they said, I only picked up a few words here and there.
I guess I would have to learn Japanese again as well.
Oh, also my hearing has gotten better. I could hear almost every sound that everyone in the house made. Even blinking. It would be something to have to get used to, which would take a while, because the sounds tbat would usually just be a normal volume were FUCKING LOUD AS FUCK.
Whenever Tanjiro started crying I would tense and it would take all of my willpower not to yelp at the loud noise.
'I hope this shit gets easier...'
TWO YEARS LATER
So, great news.
Baby Tanjiro and I are finally turning two years old. Woohoo!
Wait a minute, isn't Nezuko two years younger than Tanjiro?
Wait, no, she's one year younger. Then shouldn't she have been born about now?
I turned my head from its place atop of Tanjuro's fluffy hair and looked over to Kie's stomach. It was as skinny as could be.
'Wait, does that mean?... NO NEZUKO?! THEN HOW WILL TANJIRO BECOME A DEMON SLAYER? HOW CAN I BECOME A DEMON SLAYER?! Wait... I want to be a Demon Slayer?...
Huh.
Guess so.'
As Mother and Father celebrated our second year of life, worry plagued my mind as I thought of all the times Tanjiro had come THIS CLOSE to death, and it had been Nezuko that saved him...
'What's going to happen? If Tanjiro comes home that day and finds all of us dead, with no demon, he won't become a Demon Slayer. And if I try to stop the event, no one will ever defeat Muzan!!'
As I fretted over the future I barely noticed as Baby Tanjiro sniffed the air and tugged at my kimono sleeve. I turned to him and saw a questioning look in his eyes, and I smiled at him. Which in turn, made him giggle.
And that was the day my heart LITERALLY, AND FIGURATIVELY, MELTED.
TWO MORE YEARS LATER
I held Mother's hand as we walked along the dimly lit pathway to the one circle. You know, the circle where Tanjuro blessed the family with the "Hinokami Kagura" dance.
I squeezed Baby Tanjiro's hand a bit tighter as we walked, making his head turn my way as he sniffed the air, smelling my excitement.
"Nee-san is really excited for this, aren't you, Nee-san?" He asked, his bright smile plastered on his face.
I thought for a moment before nodding eargerly. While I had learned quite a bit of Japanese, it was still hard to understand when they talked too fast.
When we reached the circle, Father was already there, and he looked pretty cool with the Hinokami Kagura outfit on.
When he started to do the dance, I watched in awe. I had seen Tanjiro do it, but seeing it in real life was even better than seeing it in the anime.
"Okaa-san, how can Otou-san dance for so long without stopping when he's so frail? If I were to dance for that long, I'm sure my lungs would freeze." Tanjiro looked up at Mother and she smiled at him.
"It's because your Otou-san is using a special way of breathing. If you use that way of breathing, then you can dance forever too, Tanjiro." Mother replied, I looked at them both while smiling and then turned my attention back to Father.
Oh, how I wish he wouldn't have died...
A BUNCH MORE YEARS LATER (Sorry for so many time skips...)
Today is Tanjiro and I's thirteenth birthday. And I'm pretty excited.
The day started off with Tanjiro and I chopping wood and cleaning the floors, as much as I absolutely loathe cleaning, I couldn't be a deadweight, and doing the chores keeps the thickness away.
Then after that, Mother suprised us with a birthday breakfast, with our favorite foods. We thanked her many times and we all gave our thanks before eating.
I looked around the table at my new family. Hanako, Shigeru, Rokuta, Takeo, Mother Kie, and Tanjiro. There still hasn't been any Nezuko, and that worries me, if there isn't any Nezuko, then what will happen to the timeline?
After breakfast, I helped Tanjiro wash the dishes in our "sink".
"Hey, Nee-san?" He asked, I looked over at him whilst still doing the dishes.
"Yes, Oni-chan?" I asked, turning my gaze to the dishes again. I could feel his gaze staring into the side of my head.
"You were worried about something during breakfast, may I ask what is was?" He asked, I looked over to him with my royal-blue orbs, and smiled brightly.
"Oh, It was nothing Tanji! You don't need to worry about me. Anyways, today's supposed to be a happy day, it is our birthday after all." I said, smiling brightly at him and turning my attention back to the dishes. I could tell he knew I was lying, but he didn't say anything else.
A few days later, I was playing outside with Rokuta with our temari ball. When he wanted to start kicking it I had to hold up the hem of my long, black kimono with a royal-blue Bluebell pattern on it, with a black and white checkered obi.
I laughed as he went to kick the ball and ended up kicking up snow and falling forward. I walked over to him and knelt down as he started to whine.
"Oh, Rokuta... Don't worry, your Nee-san will make you feel better." I said, picking him up in my arms as he smiled, giggling as I spun him around. "Now, don't you feel better?"
"Again! Again, Nee-san!" He chirped, I laughed softly and spun him a few more times.
A few minutes later he was yawning and I hugged him to my chest. I looked down and ruffled his black locks gently.
'I really have grown so very attatched to this family... It's really too bad they have to die for the timeline to continue... But the timeline won't work correctly even after they die, without Nezuko, Tanjiro will most likely die in the fight with that perverted swamp demon- or should I say demons?'
I sighed as I tied Rokuta to my back with one of those baby-holder things? I don't really remember what they're called...
I adjusted the small, blue ribbons in my hair and started walking back to the house after picking up the temari.
As I walked I noticed Mother, Shigeru, Hanako, and Takeo all waving as Tanjiro was about to walk into town to sell charcoal, something felt off but I just shoved it out of my mind.
As Tanjiro looked to me and Rokuta with his beautiful redish-pink eyes I smiled softly and let out a puff of frozen breath.
"Hello Oni-chan! Are you going down the mountain on such a cold day?" I asked, his face forming into a smile.
"Yes, I am, Nee-san." He said, putting a hand on Rokuta's sleeping head.
"I was just about to put Rokuta down for a nap, it's good your leaving now though. You know how he would have gotten if you left while he was awake." I sighed, recalling Father. "They've clung to you and I ever since Otou-san died..."
I shook my head and smiled at him. He sniffed the air and if he smelled my sadness and hurt, he didn't ask.
"Anyways, I hope you sell lots of charcoal today." I said, and just like that, he was off, descending the mountain.
As I set Rokuta down on a futon I had pulled out, Mother and my other siblings walked into the house. I turned to them and smiled, listening to their heartbeats and I could tell that three of the four of them were a bit unhappy.
"Nee-san, can you help me cut some wood?" Takeo asked, I stood and nodded at him, smiling as I did so.
"Of course. Hanako, do you think you could help Okaa-san with lunch?" She nodded at me. "And Shigeru, do you think that you could keep an eye on Rokuta, if he wakes up, could you play with him?"
"Of course, Nee-san!" He said, and Mother smiled at us before heading off to the kitchen.
I looked over to Takeo and walked outside with him, grabbing a spare hatchet as we walked to the stump.
As we were cutting wood I let my mind wander. I wondered what would have happened if I had been reborn in the My Hero Academia Universe? Or the One Punch Man Universe? Or- heck even the Jujustu Kaisen Universe! (Which I knew basically nothing about, but still thought it would be cool to go there.)
I sighed as I also listened in to my surroundings. There was the occasional chirp of a bird, and I could hear Rokuta's soft heartbeat from inside the house.
"So, Nee-san?" Takeo asked, I looked over to him and tilted my head.
"Yes Takeo?" I asked him.
"What kind of man do you want to marry?" He asked, I blinked at the suddenness of the question and looked into space whilst thinking.
'Fuck, well I can't say Tomura Shigaraki, or Dabi, or even Hitoshi Shinso for that matter. Takeo doesn't even know anyone by thise names. And I can't say Inosuke either, because he wouldn't know him.' I tapped my finger to my chin in thought and tried to think of the best way to explain my answer to him.
"Well, I guess I would like to marry someone who will love me for me, you know? Like someone who would care more about my personality or my view on things than my features or how I could cook... Does that make sense?" I asked him, Takeo had a confused expression on his face but then it turned to one of thought and finally realization.
"Sort of, so what your saying is that you would want to marry a guy that loved you for being you? And not just for your looks?" He said, and I nodded before pausing.
"You know, it wouldn't have to be a guy."
"Huh?"
"I would be perfectly fine marrying a woman like that too, if she would have me, that is..."
"But, don't boys marry girls and girls marry boys?" He asked, a confused expression on his face again. I sighed and patted his head.
"While that is true, it is perfectly fine for a boy to marry a boy, and a girl to marry a girl, as long as they are both happy with the decision they make, then gender doesn't matter." I concluded, and paused for another moment before giving him a stern stare. "And if anyone tells you otherwise, tell them they are wrong, and that someone can marry whomever they want to. Because love is love, and that is that."
"Hai." He said, and I nodded. I continued to chop wood until we had chopped all of it.
We placed most of them into the pile before taking some inside to put in the fire. I heard a faint sound that sent chills down my spine before I looked around the forest, trying to see what it was. I couldn't see anything, but I decided to keep my guard up.
'This aura... It seems familiar somehow... God, Fuck it... It's sending shivers down my goddamned spine. AND NOT THE GOOD KIND.' I shivered, both because of the cold and the menacing sound and aura coming from somewhere in the woods.
As I washed up for dinner, my mind wandered to Tanjiro. I wondered how he was doing, how much charcoal had he sold so far, and if he was ok. He was a very capable young man, but I still worried about the poor boy. His kindness would one day be his downfall, and I knew it.
I took my seat next to Mother, with Rokuta on my right, and we all said our thanks before we started eating. Mother and Hanako had madewhite rice, cooked salmon, miso soup, and green tea. Which would usually set me at ease, but I could still hear the weird noise coming from outside.
After dinner, I heard a faint knock on the shoji door. I adjusted my grip on Rokuta in my arms and walked over to said door. Mother, Hanako, Shigeru, and Takeo all had confused expressions on their faces. I gently opened the door and as soon as I did, I wished I hadn't.
Because when I did, I was staring up into a pair of pinkish eyes that belonged to one person, and one person alone.
"Muza-"
NOTES
Ok, so did you like the first chapter? If you did, let me know if you would like to read more. I really hope you did like this, but if you didn't, that's fine too.
Anyways, goodnight/goodmorning/goodafternoon my guys/gals/people. :)