𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 × 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 [OLD]
𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖳𝗁𝗋𝖾𝖾
Inosuke was easy to handle.
Give him food and he won't bother you.
But... there's a bit of a catch.
"M'sorry, Inosuke. I don't have any food left." y/n apologized in a quiet voice, frowning a little bit.
She'd stopped by the room the three idiots were sleeping in just to check on them before she went to sleep.
Y/n left her mask in her room, having no reason to wear it in that particular moment. The only times she ever took it off were to sleep, if she was in a safe place or if she needed to lift it so she could eat.
Anywho-
The three idiots all had broken ribs while y/n was perfectly fine. She still wanted to check in and make sure they were alright before clocking out for the evening.
Y/n reached out and pat the boy on the head, rubbing the top of the boar mask with a, "If you're good, I'll give you food later."
"Hmph! Fine! Because I'm a good ruler, I'll let you off easy!" Inosuke huffed, "But you'd better feed me later!"
'He's like a little kid. Bribe him with food and he'll be calm.' Y/n smiled a little before she looked back over to Tanjiro and Zenitsu, "Tanjiro, if you don't mind me asking, why do you keep a demon with you?"
"Huh, you can tell-"
Y/n nodded.
"The box. I smelled it."
Zenitsu looked mortified, "You what."
Tanjiro and y/n both looked at him curiously.
"Is that not normal?"
"...no. No it isn't. But... since y/n brought it up, I have to admit was wondering the same thing." Zenitsu added.
Tanjiro regarded the boy for a long moment before a little look of delight settled in his face, "You protected the box even though you knew what was inside?"
"Well, you did say it was more important to you than your own life. So I figured that whatever reason you were carrying around a demon was a good one." Zenitsu replied.
"Thank you. I could tell since we met that you're a kind person, Zenitsu!" Tanjiro exclaimed and Zenitsu blushed a little.
"Aw, stop it, you're embarrassing me!" Zenitsu giggled, rolling around on the floor.
'He likes compliments.' y/n noted.
"A strong person too!" Tanjiro added and Zenitsu's happy expression turned into a blank one in an instant.
"I'm not strong at all, Tanjiro. Please don't joke about things like that."
'Also has little confidence in himself.' y/n was sure to add and glanced at the box, "Uh, Tanjiro? Your demon is coming out."
"IT'S WHAT!??" Zenitsu shrieked and hit behind y/n while she simply picked up a pillow and held it in front of her face, "Y/N, PROTECT ME!"
The door to the box opened and a little hand emerged. Then another and...
Y/n blinked, 'Oh. Tiny.'
Out came a little demon girl the size of a small child and y/n watched in awe as she grew in size until she was just a little shorter than Tanjiro.
Long black hair tipped with orange, round pink eyes... ohhh look at the cute little ribbons!
Inosuke didn't seem interested in the appearance of a whole demon in the slightest, only laid it his futon. Maybe he had a concussion.
On the other hand, Zenitsu was acting... off.
He was strangely quiet— was he trembling?
"Tanjiro." was all he said and y/n shuffled back. She didn't like that menacing tone of his.
'Is he going to start screaming again?' she wondered warily as the demon girl walked up to stand between her and Tanjiro, watching the scene with a little relaxed and unbothered expression.
"YOU WERE CARRYING AROUND A CUTE GIRL THIS ENTIRE TIME!??? I GOT MY 🍑 BEAT JUST SO YOU COULD BE ALL LOVEY DOVEY WITH A GIRL!?" Zenitsu demanded, "GIVE ME BACK ALL THE BLOOD I SHED FOR YOU!"
"Z-Zenitsu, that's not-!" Tanjiro tried, too damn terrified to form a comprehensible sentence to explain himself.
"Zenitsu, did you ever stop to consider that Tanjiro may be this girl's brother?" y/n asked and Zenitsu halted.
She could practically see the gears turning in his brain and flinched when he looked at her with that blissful smile that was somehow terrifying now, "Oh! That's possible! You're so smart, y/n-chan!"
"Or I may be incorrect, you never know-" y/n said quickly and gave Tanjiro an apologetic look when he looked at her in alarm, 'Crap, I'm sorry! I'm not good with compliments-'
Especially when they came from someone with a terrifying smile like Zenitsu's...
So, for the rest of the evening, y/n apologized non-stop while a screaming Zenitsu chased Tanjiro with a sword and the little demon pat y/n's head to cheer her up.
The following morning, y/n got up early and went outside to train for a while. She was a little achy from her previous mission, but fine otherwise.
As long as she didn't have a fractured, broken, missing limb, she was well enough to train. It likely wouldn't be long before she received another mission, and she didn't feel like returning to the dojo in the meantime, so it seemed like she'd be sticking with the unusual trio. Oh, not trio... four.
Nezuko was there too.
She was unlike any demon y/n had met before.
No, not the resistance to bloodlust thing. Y/n had met a demon like that before, but maybe the not trying to kill her thing was somewhat new.
Nezuko had a very gentle look about her despite being a demon, and still looked rather human in a weird way the masked demon slayer couldn't describe.
She had a pleasant aura. One that Zenitsu seemed to be fond of as well, so y/n often ended up letting Nezuko hide out in her room.
Long hair... her hair was very long. Styling it was a way to pass the time y/n ended up being fond of.
"So do you like it braided like this? Or maybe you prefer two braids? Oh... y'know, Kanroji-san has very nice braids. You'd look cute with braids like hers." y/n commented as she carefully combed the little demon girl's hair, smiling a little when Nezuko made a happy humming noise, "Would you like me to try it out? I can't promise it'll turn out nice."
"Hmm~!" Nezuko nodded eagerly, a delighted look on her face, before y/n's mask caught her attention from where it was laying by her futon, "Mm?"
She leaned out of the girl's grasp just enough to grab ahold of it before lifting it up with a curious, "Hm?"
"Oh, that? My Master made it for me." y/n replied simply as Nezuko returned to her and sat right back down so her hair could be braided.
"Mm?"
"Why? Uh..."
Y/n sat there pondering for a minute before clearing her throat, "Erm... well, a nice old lady told me it's supposed to be for good luck. My Master told me I don't need luck, though, since he was the one who taught me what I know." she smiled a little bit, shaking her head, "Still..."
"I think he gave it to me because he knew I wouldn't be able to function properly around other people."
"Hm..."
"Talking with my sword is easier than using my vocal cords, but I can't do that with people. Only demons."
"HM?!"
"I won't cut you, don't worry."
After she finished Nezuko's hair, she accompanied the little demon back to her brother and watched on with a pleased little smile as Nezuko happily showed off her braids.
"I hope you don't mind. She seemed to be trying to braid it on her own at first, so..." y/n fidgeted awkwardly as Nezuko ran around, chasing Inosuke and swinging her braids at him. Almost like they were swords, how cute.
"I don't mind at all! I'm not very good at helping Nezuko with her hair, and she hasn't been able to do it herself since she became a demon, so I really appreciate it!" Tanjiro chimed with a warm smile, "Thanks a ton, y/n!"
She stared at the boy for a long moment, cheeks heating up a little before she nodded, "It's no problem." she shuffled her feet a little bit, suddenly having a lot of difficultly looking at the maroon eyed boy, "If you'd like, I could show you how."
"Really?"
"Mhm..."
"DEMON!" Inosuke suddenly demanded, pointing his finger at y/n face and earning a mildly confused and somewhat wary look in return, "GIVE ME THE HAIR SWORDS LIKE THE ONES THE TINY DEMON HAS!"
"Inosuke, my little sister's name isn't tiny demon, it's Nezuko, and y/n isn't a demon." Tanjiro reminded the boar mask wearing... thing.
"Hmph! Of course she's a demon! You're just too weak to tell!" Inosuke huffed indignantly before pointing at y/n, "HEY! Did you hear me?!"
Y/n quickly recovered from her brief wtf moment and nodded with a, "Alright, sure. I'll braid your hair."
"Quickly! Quickly! Me and that tiny demon have a score to settle!" Inosuke declared and Tanjiro gave his little sister a little worried look. "Alright, back in the box, Nezuko..."
It took a while, but y/n eventually convinced Inosuke to sit and removed his boar mask. She paused at the sight of his hair. Black and blue... it was short, sure, and the blue was far darker, but...
'It looks like it could strangle a demon.'
"Ah. Where's the comb...?"
Nezuko happily ran over to her and offered her the comb, to which y/n gave her a quiet word of thanks and a head pat, before the h/c haired slayer got to work.
She carefully took some of his hair and began to bring the comb through it, and then...
Crunch
Tanjiro and y/n both froze.
'...crunch?'
"Hey, are you guys eating in here? What..." Zenitsu's voice trailed off as he peered into the room, while y/n and Tanjiro just kept on staring at Inosuke's hair, "Ah. No food?"
'Maybe I'm just imagining it.' y/n told herself before continuing to guide the comb through his hair—
Crrrrrrrrrrunch
Zenitsu visibly went white.
Tanjiro turned his head away.
Y/n shed a single tear.
"Good grief, Inosuke..."
"Huh? What is it?"
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- Inosuke actually thinks y/n is a demon
- Y/n could tell Nezuko and Tanjiro were siblings since she once had siblings of her own; she got that sibling radar
- y/n spent an hour fighting with Inosuke's hair, but successfully combed it and braided it so him and Nezuko could have a very one sided braid fight
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