AN bleuxe: I thank ppl for reading and commenting I always wondering if I'm doing these characters justice and correctly esp with the Ocs in the story oh well. Future reference I'm starting to read the manga so yeah spoilers will come up in future. Enjoy!

Being so close to Daki, Lydia could see and noticed her totally different appearance. Her hair was white with the end of her strains being green, it was so similar, but also opposition to Gyutaro's hair color. Her outfit was like she was walking around in lingerie compared to her very demure Orian outfit. She had awesome looking flower tats on her face and her eyes even looked different from before.

"Hey! Hey! Hey! Don't ignore me!" the distortion between their voices was sort of grating to Lydia's ears.

"Sorry I was distracted by your stylish beauty," she was being completely honest. Daki could easily be a supermodel in the modern era especially with her height, she had be six feet compared to Lydia's short self.

"Hmph of course you were! Who wouldn't be?" Daki replied smugly without the overlay of Gyutaro's voice. She flipping her own hair back behind shoulder with her third eye disappearing from her forehead too.

"Don't let her words distract you Daki," Gyutaro suddenly said from behind Lydia. She would have jumped if wasn't wrapped up in a bundle of cloth like a damn gift.

"I didn't! I still have her don't I!"

"Yea, but she still was able to avoid the question," while his sister look clueless than ever.

"Forget it, I don't want to overwork what that tiny mind of yours...here I got us dinner for the night," he claimed with the severely beaten up samurai in one hand. He dragging the man across the ground with each step he took. Then dropped him in front of them with no particular care.

From what Lydia could see the samurai was still alive, but just barely. His legs were broken, both his arms had rather large slashes on them turning his skin around the cuts purple and as his breathing rattled in his chest. She felt the fabric around her finally release her. Daki looked bored staring at her nails and said.

"I'm not eating that," Making Gyutaro's eye twitch out of irritation.

"He is a Hashira and-"

"I don't care who he is! I'm not putting that anywhere near my mouth!' she made a sudden outburst.

"Why the fuck not!"

"Because look at him brother! He is old, ugly as shit and most likely tastes like shit too!"

"Here we fucking go again! With your stupid ass, picky ass self!"

Their roaring match was a complete surprise to Lydia and it sort of reminded her of a parent trying to convince their child to eat their vegetables, but with a lot more swearing involved. It would have been funny to her if it wasn't such a messed up situation in the first place. Careful Lydia moved out of the way of Daki's belt and their argument.

Looking at her bloodstained hand and suddenly remembered that she stabbed that teen. Her eyes finally found the demon slayer several feet from her and he wasn't moving in a puddle of his own blood. He wasn't breathing and he had an arrow protruding out of his neck because of her. He was dead because of her as tears fell from her eyes.

For the life of her she couldn't understand why, she what she did and it had to be more than just her arm spasming out of control.

"D-Don't cry i-it won't help," she barely heard the samurai croak on the ground.

Lydia turned around and walked back over to him as Gyutaro and Daki continued to argue in the background. She dropped to her knees, apologizing and kept trying to explain how she didn't mean to kill that kid.

"Y-You were used by demons (cough) n-no doubt (cough) their trickery are endless," he hacked in between each breathe. He sensed that she was not the murdering type, but a gentle woman. There so many questions the Hashira wanted to ask her especially since she was foreign looking, but time was not on his side.

"Q-Quickly now grab (cough) m-my tantō on my belt and ended me,"

He would do it himself especially since two demons were still distracted too notice, but his arms were paralyzed from the poison. As a Hashira, a samurai especially as a man, he failed to protect the youngsters and this woman.

"Quickly (cough) a-and then you must end yourself to not be devoured (cough) by them,"

Lydia didn't know how to respond or what to do, but with shaky a hand still grab tantō. Pulling it out of the halter, it was a short blade and it could be easily mistaken for a kitchen knife. She didn't want to kill him, because she already unintentionally killed that other demon slayer and she definitely wasn't committing suicide. It's blade shined in the moonlight and suddenly Gyutaro's shit-eating grin reflected in it.

He loomed over her and then crouched down to her level.

"Are you going to save his pathetic honor?" he chuckled darkly at her.

Gyutaro heard their entire conversation, when he was arguing with his sister. Being a demon he had keen sense of hearing and was able to pay attention to things when they thought he wasn't.

"Samurai these days are aimless bastards with no war to fight. Spending every bit of their coin, that they have on any Orian or any whore, they get their grubby hands on!"

"F-Filthy (cough) demon you know nothing of honor (cough) n-nothing of our plight!" his face was sweating profusely and he was literally on death's door.

"Shut the fuck up I wasn't fucking talk to you! Talentless bottom-feeder your nothing special!" Gyutaro sneered as he was sick of hearing this man's aggravating voice.

His fingers were suddenly in the Hashira's mouth and pulling out one of his teeth in a vicious way. Lydia couldn't look away as Gyutaro continued to assault his mouth by ripping out tooth after tooth and then cruelly flicking them back at his face. She wanted to say something, anything, but she was too afraid.

"Talk shit now bitch and I'll make you toothless!"

The samurai didn't have the strength to yell in agony or say anything anymore as blood bubbles gurgling out of his mouth. Gyutaro murmured about being hungry now and broke off the chest plate of his armor, throw it as it made a ruckus across the ground. Almost too easy with his bare hands began tearing into the man's chest and blood went flying everywhere.

Daki suddenly joined in claiming she was hungry now as Gyutaro didn't complain, he was just happy with her choice to finally eat. The sight of them of messily eat like some zombified toddlers, made Lydia closed her eyes wishing none of this was happening. The sound of bones being crunched on was terrible and maybe she should have put the samurai out of his misery like he asked.

She tried to scoot away when immediately her hand with the tantō in it was grabbed, making her eyes shoot open.

"Going somewhere?" Gyutaro asked keeping her from leaving with one hand, while his other arm was elbow deep in dead man's intestines.

"Augh away from this...I can't watch this," Lydia was trying not to breathe in this purgent copper smell.

He squeezed her wrist just to keep from her shrinking away.

"I can watch you eat, but you can't me eat my food? Your sooo selfish!" he scoffed and purposely snapped the ribs of his meal, just to watch her squirm uncomfortably.

"I ate grill fish! It is not comparable to a live human! Let me go, your getting gore and blood all over me!" she could feel herself hyperventilate while watching Daki eat.

"Have you forgotten you also spill blood tonight," Gyutaro made a point to lick her blood stained fingertips as she shivered from the sensation. He even described that the baby demon slayer cracked the back of his skull when he fell.

Lydia couldn't stop the tears rushing out of eyes, crying how she didn't mean too and if she could take it back, that she would. She felt like absolute shit for it, not particularly liking being a child murderer, but then again she remembered samurai's words that it probably wasn't her fault. Lydia told herself to take even breaths to calm down and could see he was enjoying every bit of her tears.

"Y-You didn't make me kill that kid did you Gyutaro? Because I felt like my arm was on fire...it was the weirdest sensation," she spoke as clearly as she possible could with a clogged nose from crying so hard.

"You rather believe the words of a dishonorable samurai than your own actions?" Gyutaro suddenly spat with a shadow casted over his face.

"I bet you wish he could save you from me! So you could commit Shinjū with him huh!" he had both his hands were on her knowing this is most likely what she wanted.

Gyutaro look so grizzly with his jagged teeth showing as he spoke and his eyes were looking crazier by the minute. Was this jealousy? She thought to herself and she was getting so tired of his insane assumptions lately.

"No! I'm not committing anything with anyone! I don't even know what the hell Shinjū means!" Lydia said pissed clenching her fists.

"And before you ask the only reason why I ran!" she could tell he was wanted to ask this. "Is because you had some crazy ass blood magic spinning blades everywhere!"

He searched her body language for any lies and saw there were none. She even dropped the tantō in her hand, doubting it would even cause him any harm and more than likely would just piss him even farther off. His hand was suddenly patting the top of her head all while saying.

"Good girl,"

In a different scenario Lydia would have thought this gesture was cute and sweet. But what she felt and saw in this moment, had her immediately swat his hand.

"Don't patronize me! And don't touch me with your hand is dirty because my hair is clean!" he detested everything she was saying and doing right now.

"Don't tell me what to do, you stupid girl! If I want to dirty you up again I will!" Gyutaro snarled wrapping and tightened his arms around her hips. Before Lydia could protest he kissed her and there was nothing romantic about it.

All she could taste was blood, it made her stomach churned. When she tried to turn her face only for him to follow. Swirling his tongue in her mouth as her squeals were muffled. She was pounding her fist against his chest because she sweared that something else other than his tongue slithering in her mouth. A bile form in the back of her throat as he finally pulled away.

Gyutaro laughed evilly as Lydia was on her hands and knees barfing, while Daki looked at her in pure disgust.

"Eww brother humans are so nasty! This is why you shouldn't have a human as a mate!"

"I don't know Daki... I think sometimes it is adorable how weak Lydia is," he watched with delight as she kept dry heaving afterwards.

"Y-You sick motherfucker!" she cried and wished that she had some Listerine or no scratch that, some bleach to disinfect her taste buds. That had to be the most grossest makeout session that she ever experienced in her life.

"You run again and next time I'll make you enjoy it!" Gyutaro promised making Lydia see this as a threat to turn her into a demon.