𝗦𝘂𝗰𝗰𝗲𝘀𝘀𝗼𝗿 × 𝗗𝗲𝗺𝗼𝗻 𝗦𝗹𝗮𝘆𝗲𝗿 [OLD]
𝖢𝗁𝖺𝗉𝗍𝖾𝗋 𝖥𝗈𝗎𝗋𝗍𝖾𝖾𝗇
Night came and Shiori eventually returned, running to y/n and scrambling onto her shoulder.
"Found the ♀️🐶!" Shiori declared, "He's cutting up some poor lady! This way!"
Y/n and Rengoku exchanged a look, rather Rengoku looked at the girl's mask and she stared back from beneath it, "Right then, lead the way."
Shiori hopped onto the roof, y/n and Rengoku following quickly as the parkour master led them to the scene of the crime.
"Hurry it up, that poor woman is being turned into human sashimi as we speak!!!" Shiori urged as her fluffy tail disappeared over the roof, running ahead of the two Demon Slayers.
Cat speed is superior to human speed.
Y/n briefly lost track of Shiori, hopping off the roof of a building as she tried to figure out where the cat was.
"Ah... I lost her!" y/n snapped, heart racing as she tried to find the sassy cat.
"Don't worry!" Rengoku assured the frantic demon slayer as he landed beside her, "I saw her go this way!"
The Flame Hashira took off and y/n followed quickly, 'Shiori, don't do anything stupid!'
"AHA! THERE YOU ARE YA BASTARD!" came Shiori's voice a couple blocks away, "TAKE THIS YOU DISCOUNT JASON!"
There was a shriek and y/n guessed Shiori either bit the demon in the crotch or dug her claws into its eyes.
Taking a short cut, y/n cleared a house in one jump before landing on the other wide where she'd heard Shiori.
And there the cat was, clinging to the demon about to gouge his damn eyes out.
She was able to read the situation quickly, despite the demon being only a blur of blue, and snatched her cat out of his grasp before he could rip the feline apart.
"Get em, y/n!" Shiori shouted.
"Tch, damn cat!" the demon snarled, reaching for the cat in y/n's arms only for her to grab it by the wrist.
She gripped it harder and there was a crunch as she crushed the demon's wrist. Bro had to do a double take, only for y/n to kick him in the side of the head and send him flying.
The demon hit the building to their left, the wall cracking from the force of him hitting it.
Y/n let out a shaky exhale, surprised by what she'd done while Shiori cheered.
Y/n got a good look at the demon now. He was bald. That was all y/n noticed.
He was Bald Demon.
"Huh? Another demon?" the Bald Demon questioned, shocked by y/n's sudden appearance, "Oh, I get it! You want to eat that nasty smelling lady, don't you?"
Y/n deadpanned, 'It's the mask... isn't it?'
She took notice of the unconscious woman behind her, covered in blood and an awful lot of injuries which needed to be tended to quickly.
Where... where had she seen this before?
"Fine, I've had my fun!" the Bald Demon scoffed before dipping, clearly sensing that y/n wasn't the one to mess with.
He was gone in a flash of blue, his speed briefly startling y/n before she realized he wasn't as fast as her Master.
Not even close. She could catch him.
"Hey!" y/n shouted, taking a step forward to give chase but stopped when she heard a whimper from behind her.
She glanced back at the injured woman, debating on whether or not to go after the demon but this had happened before.
The answer was clear to y/n.
She set down Shiori before turning and walking to the injured lady, lifting her up, "Miss, does it hurt when I hold you like this?"
The trembling woman shakily shook her head and y/n nodded once, "M'kay, I'm going to get you to a doctor. Stay awake, alright?"
Y/n got ready to run but Rengoku and a couple of Kakushi rounded the corner as she did so.
"Kyo-san, the demon got away but this lady here is still alive!" she exclaimed, "We need to get her to a doctor as soon as possible!"
The Kakushi worked quickly as always, fetching a stretcher for the injured woman to be placed upon.
Before they could hurry away, she clung to y/n's hand and uttered a thank you.
Y/n didn't know what to reply with so she hummed a quiet, "Of course..."
She waved to the injured woman before glancing over at Rengoku, "Ah, Kyo-san, as usual... Shiori found the demon first!"
"Yep yep! Got a good look at his ugly ass too!" Shiori exclaimed as the Flame Hashira neared, "And get this... he's bald! He's a shit stain in the reputation of all bald people!"
Both y/n and Rengoku seemed confused, simultaneously tilting their heads.
"Uhm... pardon?" Rengoku didn't believe he'd heard that shit right.
"Dwayne the Rock Johnson! Mr. Clean! Michael Jordan! Samuel L. Jackson! Terry Crews!" Shiori continued, "Heck... Dom Toretto!"
"Who's Dom Toretto...?" y/n questioned.
The cat sat down, shedding a single sparkling tear, "A goddamn legend..."
...
'Okay then-' Rengoku only smiled, glancing at y/n, "Good work! Both of you! Neither of you were harmed, were you?"
"Nope! As usual, that damn demon couldn't scratch her~!" Shiori chimed.
If cats could smirk, she'd be smirking.
"He seemed to be very fast..." y/n said quietly, as she balled up her hands into fists, "And..."
The golden haired man, with those lovely red tips, didn't have to see y/n's face to know that she was frustrated, "And...?"
Y/n was silent.
Before the air around her got all heavy and she heaved a sigh, "He thought I was another demon... because of my mask..."
...
'Oh.'
Rengoku almost laughed.
Almost.
"Don't worry, y/n! Sure the mask is a little disturbing to look but the person wearing it has only good intentions!" the Flame Hashira chimed, ruffling y/n's hair with a radiant grin, "Besides, your mask makes you feel safe, doesn't it? Keep it on! No matter what people tell you!"
As the sun peeked over the horizon and sunlight was cast onto the small area where the two Demon Slayers stood, y/n lifted her hands and removed her mask.
Rengoku blinked, surprised when y/n looked at him. As usual, she had a gentle expression on her face.
"Thank you," she hummed, flashing her friend a bright smile, "Kyo-san!"
...
...
...
Rengoku had to plant a hand against the wall to keep himself from falling tot the ground, startling y/n a little.
"Ah! Kyo-san! Are you okay!?"
"I'm fine, don't worry y/n-!"
"It must be my face... I'm so sorry, I'll put my mask back on!" y/n cried, fumbling to slip her oni mask back on but not before the Flame Hashira grabbed her by the wrist to stop her.
"No, it's fine! More than fine! Your face is wonderful, as lovely as the moon itself!" Rengoku blurted, cheeks growing pink with each word that slipped out.
Y/n paused, "Huh."
Rengoku froze, "..."
There was silence.
"As... lovely as the moon...?" y/n echoed, her voice barely above a whisper.
Rengoku's face flushed red but he thought quick, picking up Shiori who let out a surprised 'Mrrow?'.
"You must be hungry Shiori, let's go get you some food!" Rengoku exclaimed, marching away with the cat before y/n could question him any further, "What do you want to eat?"
"THE SOULS OF THE DAMNED!"
"Mmm... pick something realistic!"
As y/n watched the Flame Hashira walk away while carrying her cat, her lips twitched a little as she fought back a grin.
She glanced at the oni mask in her hands which sneered back at her with painted eyes and a carved maw.
"...I suppose it's fine..." y/n murmured, looking towards the rising sun, "...since the sun has risen... yes, it's fine."
She tied her mask to her belt where it shook and bumped against the hilt of her blade as she ran to catch up with the Flame Hashira.
As the sunlight warmed her face and a light breeze tickled her cheeks, she couldn't help but relax a little bit.
As unnerving as it was to be out and about without her mask on, she felt a little better than she had earlier.
A lot better.
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- Y/n's physical strength is through the roof, how else would she be able to crush a demon's wrist and hold one still with just one arm
- The Bald Demon had indeed mistaken y/n for another demon because of her menacing aura
What the demon saw:
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