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Chapter 8: Mission "Tell me..Do you like Lord Akaza?" Gyutaro gazed at you while you looked back over your shoulder at him. "Why does it matter who I like?" You retorted, staring back rather coldly. He stepped closer while he started to lightly scratch at himself. "I saw what was going on between you two.." he continued only pausing when he was kneeling behind you. "Oh? And what exactly was that? Our mutual disdain for Doma?" You asked as sarcasm laced your words. "You want to fuck him..don't you?" He asked body though it felt more like a statement. A smirk tugged at your lips. Gyutaro was jealous and it was obvious so you leaned in close to his face. "And what if I did..?" You whispered. The messy haired demon was silent for a moment before a grin spread across his face as he chuckled. "Then I'd say you're out of luck.. because he doesn't eat women..Not like I do." His slippery tongue glided across his lips. You blushed slightly and pulled your face back before standing. "I don't have time for you ridiculous drivle. I'm heading back inside and I suggest you return to your sister before you get burnt like a crisp." You quickly changed the subject, noting the sky beginning to lighten up. You pushed past him, feeling that damn smirk of his following you and you quickly returned to your house, shutting yourself in your room. His words echoed in your mind. "He doesn't eat women..not like I do.." Those damn words that reminded you of the encounter you had with Gyutaro not long ago.  You bit your lip as you thought about it, cheeks heating up  as well as between your legs. You cursed yourself for thinking about it and letting him do that to you. But what was even worse..was that you enjoyed it, not like you'd ever let him know that though. You brushed your fingers over your lips, remembering Gyutaro's on yours and everywhere else on your body they were on. Shaking your head, you shook away the memory trying not to think anymore about it for the time being. Gyutaro had a sense it seemed and thinking about this too much may just cause him to appear. Instead you needed to prepare for tonight. What exactly were you going to do with Akaza? Lord Muzan paired you together but why? He was a high upper rank, what could you possibly help him with? Or what could he help you with that would satisfy Muzan? Either way, you needed to let the master of the house know about your soon departure. ~~~~ "W-What? You're leaving??" "Yes, I'll be gone for a little bit." The man before you looked shocked at your words. You stood before him in his chamber. He had been calculating the house's earnings when you had visited him. He turned to you fully. "B-But Oiran _____! Please! We need you here! The house was booming last night because of you! We need you!" He pleaded, bowing his head down to the floor. You sighed. "Enough. You will be fine, this is nothing new.  I'll be back." You tell him, holding a hand up. He looked up at you and gave him a brief reassuring smile that quickly turned back into a small frown. He sighed while you walked over, holding his chin in your hand. Your eyes glowed lightly as you knelt in front of him. He only gazed back into those eyes of yours that he'd grown fond of over the years. When he was younger, his parents owned this business and as he got older it came into his possession. Over that time, you had always been there, never seeming to age or change in the slightest and he knew why. The master of the house was well aware that you were in fact a demon. He'd known since he was a child. In fact he was the only human who knew and lived. Perhaps it was because he was a kid at the time that you didn't eat him. Over time, he'd become like a pet to you and to your surprise, he never uttered a word about it to anybody. You sat at his side yet your gaze up as off as if you were deep in thought about something. He glanced at you. "Is something bothering you Oiran..? Are you..hungry..by chance?" He asked. "No, not particularly.." your eyes focused on him a small smirk coming to your face. "Why? Are you offering?" He seemed to get a bit nervous yet chuckled through it. "I uh..well.." he stammered. You chuckled quietly. "Don't worry Hiro..I'm not going to eat you...yet." you lightly teased. You stood and patted his head much like you had always done when he was a child. He blushed lightly and looked down at the ground. After a couple minutes he looked back at you. There was something he always wanted to ask you but feared how you would react. Would you devour him? You were a demon and frankly unpredictable. He opened his mouth to speak. "O-Oiran.. May I.. ask you something..?" He forced out "What is it?" "Well..it's just.." he began to feel timid again. He turned away a bit as his eyes averted back to the floor. "I just..I have to know..why..haven't you eaten me yet..?" You stared at him with an unreadable expression. He dared to look at you again, certain that asking such a thing may very well be his undoing. But he had to know. He needed to. "Why..are you asking me that?" You replied. "Well..it's just the fact that..whenever somebody has discovered you're a demon..you've killed them..but I've known for a long time and still..you haven't..why? Are you saving me for last or something..?" This time you sighed, linking your arms together within the sleeves of your kimono. "Well..I suppose it's because I don't eat children..and when I look at you..I still see that small boy who somehow made his way into my chamber that night.." you reached out, tucking a strand of his dark hair behind his ear. "And you're like a pet." You smirked and this time he sighed. "A pet..? How cruel Oiran.. I was hoping maybe it turned out that you loved me or something.." he huffed deeply yet smiled. He faced you again, bowing to you. "Well please..be safe and we'll look forward to seeing you when you return." You smiled briefly and stood, patting his head one last time before leaving the room. He watched you leave before exhaling a breath. "A pet huh..well..I suppose I should take that as a compliment from a demon.." he muttered to himself. Just then his door slid open, gaining his atte once more. A man had entered, closing the door behind him quietly. "Can I..help you..?" Night always seemed to fall quickly here and Before long you found Akaza waiting at your door. You greeted him and the two of you discreetly made it out of the district and into the forest a little ways away. "Lord Akaza..can you tell me..what exactly we're doing on this mission?" You asked him. "There's a settlement a couple miles from here.." he explained. "It's a bustling town that's known for training many swordsmen who go on to become demon slayers and then Hashira." He turned to you. "We're going to wipe it out. Every last villager will be killed.." You pursed your lips, knowing that this was going to be a massacre of innocence. Even though you've been a demon for about 50 years now..you still thought about it. The innocent lives constantly snuffed out by the hands of beings like you. You didn't feel bad per se but it still weighed on your mind. "I see.." you replied softly. "If you don't do this then Lord Muzan will punish both of us drastically so don't fuck this up. If you have any humanity left, let it go. I don't need you holding me back." He seemingly growled at you You scoffed and muttered to yourself. "Says the guy who won't even kill a single woman.." Akaza shot you a glare but you looked around, pretending to have not said anything. The two of you found the little settlement and looked at it from the treeline. The first thing you noticed was a couple children playing with sparklers and villagers wandering around, enjoying the night air. You exchanged looks with Akaza then looked back at the village. Tonight would be their last night alive. ~~~ Author's note:: Heyyyy sorry to cut this chapter so short but I figured I'd need to give a warning: ⚠️Next chapter will contain graphic violence that may be upsetting or even trigger. Reader's discretion is advised.⚠️ I thank you in advance for continuing to read in should you decide to.❤️ Don't worry, we'll get back to you and Gyutaro real soon ;)

Chapter 7: Jealousy Doma sat across from you smiling innocently, pretending he couldn't see you fuming at just the sight of him. "How have you been? It's been so long-" "What do you want?" You interrupted his casual conversation with a sharp tone of voice that would have made any human shrink. Yet his smile never wavered. "Why, I just wanted to see you. Do I need a reason to visit such a dear underling of mine?" He cooed, resting his cheek on his hand. "I am not your underling!" He blinked and with a tilt of his head you  could see that fake emotion of confusion he tried to convey. Anybody knew better with Doma, though. He was completely apathetic so you could never understand why he always tried to come off as caring or compassionate when in reality he was completely void of any emotion whatsoever. "But you're a less ranking demon so that would make you my underling. Ah, perhaps I offended you. I should have said comrade or friend. I would not be opposed!" He

Chapter 6: Feast Here you were once again, sitting in your room with a man across from you. He was another handsome one with light blue eyes and dark hair that was pulled up into a ponytail behind him. He wore a rather nice clean kimono and sat upright with all his attention on you. He didn't seem to have a single flaw. You couldn't help but think of how much Gyutaro would hate him. Surely whether it be you or him, this man wouldn't last the night. Regardless though, this was going to be your opportunity to eat. "You really are radiant.." He said though rather stoically. You bowed your head to him and smiled back. He watched your every movement so intently. "Thank you." You replied, eyeing him as well. Something seemed different about this man. The way he composed himself and the way he watched you almost as if he was waiting for something. You'd met with men like this only a handful of times over the years. The especially guarded ones. They all had one thing in

Chapter 5- Taste Gyutaro's teeth sank deep into your flesh, drawing the blood he desired. You tried kicking your legs, but his own kept them down. The more time passed, the more infuriating you were becoming. How dare he grab hold of you like this! With a hard thrust, you jabbed your elbow into his side, sending it deep into his body. He released your neck yet your body remained trapped by his. His legs kept you in place, even if his upper torso moved back at the force. But this was all you needed to free yourself. You took the opportunity to send your hands through his legs, severing them so you could free yourself completely. Gyutaro fell back as you pushed yourself up, turning to face him with a scowl. His legs took no time regenerating and in seconds he was throwing himself back up onto them, laughing as he did so. His hands caught the next punches you threw his way and he took this chance to interlock his fingers with yours. Your hands were so soft compared to his

Chapter 4- Resentment "Oiran ______...Oiran _____?" Your crimson eyes blinked, shifting slowly over to the one who had been calling you. A man sat a few feet away from you, gazing at you intently. Why were you always remembering such horrid things lately.. Why now? You had better things to do than remember that day..and what those idiots did to you "What is it.." you finally said after what seemed like ages to the man. Flustered, the man bowed his head to the floor at you, hiding his rosy cheeks "Please, I beg you.. become my wife!" He blurted. "What are you talking about..?" You replied rather dully. "I-I know it may seem sudden..but please believe me when I say that I am in love with you. I want nothing more than to make you my bride and spend the rest of my life making you happy!" He poured his heart out to you, praying that you would accept his offer. "I can make arrangements and pay off any debt you may have at this house..I can take care of anything holding you

Chapter 3: Cruelty After the passing of your family, things went from bad to worse. You couldn't go back to your home, not after everything that had happened there. Instead, you stayed with Gyutaro and Ume which was quite different from what you were used to. Overnight you went from sleeping on a nice futon to sleeping on a dirty floor in the run down shack of a house they lived in. You spent many nights just staring up at the leaky ceiling above you while your friends slept close to your side. You couldn't take this anymore. You had to find a way to start bringing in money as Gyutaro's debt collecting job still wasn't enough. One night when Gyutaro couldn't sleep, he spotted you just outside, staring up at the stars. You had made you're decision. "What's wrong? Can't sleep?" The boy asked from behind you. "No..not really.." you replied, not even casting him a glance. He walked over to you quietly and sat at your side. "What's the matter?" "I've made up my mind

Chapter 2: The beginning of the end "That damn Crow took away my father again!" Your outburst briefly startled the dark haired male at your side. "I told you not to pop out like that. One day I'm gonna hit you with my sickle.."Gyutaro grumbled as he watched you march over to him. You always made such bold appearances when you came around, you'd think he'd get used to it but he never did. The two of you had truly become close friends as you got a bit older. Some things had seemed to change for the better. In these years, Gyutaro's mother had given birth to a beautiful baby girl who they called Ume. Unfortunately, their mother didn't live long afterwards but that didn't seem to bother Gyutaro and he took on sole responsibility for Ume. Having such a pretty sister and a pretty best friend really made him feel on top of the world. People didn't throw rocks at him anymore. In fact, most people just moved out of his way when they saw him coming. Gyutaro even became more skilled

Chapter 1: Prologue The cruelty of the world was something that was never lacking. It seemed that for some, the moment they're brought into this world they would experience never ending torment. Such was the case for Gyutaro. From the moment he was born, he was hated. His own mother despised his very existence. Many times she would attempt to undo her choice in giving him life. It didn't help that he was also born into such a poor household and village which caused people to only look the other way at his abuse. To them, he was just another mouth to feed. Another waste of resources that would have been better if he ceased to exist anyway. On top of that, he wasn't exactly pleasing to look at since birth. Black birth marks were splattered across his face, his teeth were chipped and broken from poor care, and due to him being poor, it was rare he was able to bathe. From head to toe he was grimy, covered in dirt. He wasn't even blessed with a voice worth listening to. His raspy

You stood in the middle of Goldcrown town, clutching the blade that witch Authora gave you. Honestly it felt like you had been standing there for years, searching for the courage to move. You had to go find Duck, but where would she be? And once you did find her, would you be able to do it..? To harm her..? You bit your lip at the thought. Hurting her was the last thing you ever wanted to do; you had been through so much together, but you couldn't just let Fakir die either. One life for another and you had to make that decision. "Dammit!" you cursed loudly, attracting odd stares at you, not like you cared though. "____? Is that you?" A familiar voice came fro behind you. You looked quickly over your shoulder to see Mytho standing there with concern in his brown eyes. You gasped and spun around to face him. "Mytho! Holy crap Mytho!" The two of you ran to each other, embracing tightly. "I was worried for you ad Fakir. After the world broke, I woke up in the dorm like normal