ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴇɴᴛʏ-ᴏɴᴇ ᴘᴏsᴛᴇᴅ: 30/12/21
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! ᴛᴡ - ɢᴏʀᴇ, ᴛᴏʀᴛᴜʀᴇ, ᴀssᴜʟᴛ !

"Hmm... Kyojuro will like these. They remind me of his hair" Akaza spoke to himself calmly with a smile, strolling through the dark city wearing a robe of a man whom he just tried to eat again but couldn't - this way he better blended in with the many humans.

Looking at a small stand, Akaza's eyes sparkled as he saw a small hairpin in the shape of a orange flower; the pin itself most likely made out of gold.

"How much is this?" He asked the middle aged woman behind the stall, a joyful smile on her face - long black hair falling around her shoulders.

The lady picked up the pin which Akaza pointed to, holding it with a cloth and showing it to the demon "that one's 500 yen sir... it's quite the beautiful piece, only shipped in just yesterday. A lot of people have already had their eyes on it" she informed, handing it to Akaza to have a closer look.

It was a lot of money, but the good thing about being immortal is you save a good amount of money over the years. This really wasn't much of an issue to Akaza.

The woman smiled as she watched "it makes a beautiful present for a lucky girlfriend~"

The demon looked back at her "yes I'm sure it will... I'll take it thank you" Akaza handed her the money from a pocket in his trousers. "Oh delightful! Would you like it gift wrapped?" She clasped her hands together excitedly, taking the money and putting it in a small safe on the floor.

Akaza shrugged his shoulders "why not"

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"Are you hungry Kyojuro? Could I tempt you with something delicious?" Douma lured, watching a small dribble of blood fall from the pillar's parched lips - most likely from internal damage.

The one in question sent Douma a sharp glare, feeling his head begin to grow light and surroundings disoriented. "No, what do you want from me?"

The upper moon leaned forward, tapping the ice which surrounded Kyojuro's legs with a sharp claw "... to put it simply, nothing much"

A sudden wash of confusion etched itself onto Kyojuro's face as he tried to avoid the hand which was now on his thigh "get off me" he ordered with a scowl, whacking away his hand.

Douma frowned, grabbing Rengoku's hand in the process - yanking his arm forward so their faces were barely centimetres apart "You remind my of Akaza-dono, how cute" he hissed, squeezing Kyojuro's wrist hard enough till a loud snap was heard.

The pillar yelled out in pain, his body rocking to the side as his face scrunched "AGH! L-let go!" He forced out through erratic deep breaths, teeth grinding against one another.

However the hot pain only got worse as Douma continued to twist his wrist with an detached look - rainbow coloured eyes shining the more pain Kyojuro felt.

"Get off! Let- go!" Kyojuro swung his free hand and punched Douma on the side of his face, aim distorted due to the pain he was feeling right now.

"Say please~" Douma leaned closer to Kyojuro, feeling the pillar's hot breath on his face was like a treat to him. Engulfed by the torture, Kyojuro gave in and barked out exactly what the upper moon wanted to hear "fine! Please!"

Douma's hyper-fixation finally died down for a moment as he released the hashira's broken wrist, taking the advantage of the immobilised male to freeze his two hands together.

The cold ice gave Kyojuro at least the slightest bit of comfort and numbness to his flaring torn ligaments and bone. But now what was worse is he could hardly move at all... both his legs and hands frozen together proving to be quite the predicament.

Rengoku took a deep breath in the silence, staring at Douma with his one good eye "what you did to Akaza is unforgivable, I'll make sure you die a painful death!"

Douma scowled "so he told you did he?... how cute so he talks about me!"

Kyojuro narrowed his eyes "your disgusting"

The upper moon sighed exasperatedly, a slight nerve pulled in his mind "oh I know Kyojuro, shall I show you just how disgusting I can be?" Douma leaned down and grazed his teeth against his neck - using a claw to pull down his shirt to reveal a bite mark on his collar bone.

"Get your filthy hands off me." Kyojuro jerked away as best he the could, eyes downturned in hatred.

"Ahhh, Akaza-dono has been keeping you all to himself? How greedy of him" Douma grabbed Kyojuro's neck and tilted his head away to show off the almost-healed bite mark more.

Rengoku felt a pit form in his stomach as the Demon's teeth gently pricked his skin, it felt like being stung by a bee - leaving a painful sting behind.

"Stay still Kyojuro" the upper moon whispered before biting deeply into his shoulder, making Kyojuro yell out and jab the demon in his stomach using his mobile shoulder. Douma ignored it the first time, lips lapping against Kyojuro's skin.

However with another jab to his somach, Douma had enough and released his cold air hovering around the male.

Coughing Kyojuro held his breath with his cheeks puffed up, mind becoming fuzzy the more Douma drank from him. His limbs started to feel painful, a layer of freezing ice gnawing at Kyojuro's skin.

Finally to the pillar's release, Douma ripped his teeth away with a deep breath "ahhh! Now I understand why Akaza likes you so much!" the demon glanced at Kyojuro's face to see him close to passing out; still holding his breath to avoid the icy air.

"Oh sorry" in only a moment the ice was gone, leaving the pillar spluttering and gasping as fresh oxygen entered his lungs.

"Dear Kyojuro you have marechi blood! What a pleasant surprise indeed~ so that's why Akaza-dono was keeping you alive. It all makes sense now"

Rengoku breathed deeply, gathering a lump of saliva on his tongue to spit it out on Douma's face "go fuck yourself, Akaza and I have a relationship of more meaning than my blood" he scowled, feeling his shoulder throb and leak blood still.

'marechi blood... that's the type which is intoxicating to demons. Is he telling the truth?' Kyojuro thought as he watched Douma wipe off the saliva using a golden fan.

"How come Akaza only comes to you when he needs feeding then?... do you really believe he thinks of you more than a blood-bag?"

Douma leaned forward again, placing a finger under Kyojuro's chin to tilt his head up for their eyes to meet.

"Do you really believe he actually cares about you? I'd say you're naive for thinking so" the demon swiped his hand down Kyojuro's chest, claws making three gashes as the fabric fell torn and tatted to the floor.

Douma inhaled deeply through his nostrils, taking in the aromatic scent of Kyojuro's blood - feeling a small dribble of saliva drip from his lips, as he stared at the blood which seeped through Rengoku's soft flesh.

"He does care." Rengoku forced out, ignoring the pain in his torso.

"Hmm... I think I'll keep you here for myself anyways. Who cares about him" Douma mumbled, his eyes flaring with excitement as he grabbed Kyojuro's hips tightly; leaning down to lick up all the blood which cascaded down his stomach and abs.

Douma's tongue swirled around the male's skin, mopping up all the blood from his wounds.

Kyojuro groaned, his hands and legs going numb from the ice bounding him. He had to admit though, it was better than feeling the pain of a broken wrist.

Douma had always been one for sadistic pleasures. Blood, cum, saliva; bodily fluids in general all seemed to be his turn on. Not to mention the god-complex but that's a whole different story. Douma would usually fulfil his desires through the women who worshiped him, but they were all so obedient. It was no fun that way.

The upper moon enjoyed the struggle, he took pleasure in the fight a weaker person would put in; only for it all to become futile in the end. He loved the way hope slowly bled from their face - it was an enthralling feeling to be able to crush someone's mentality so easily.

Digging a nail into Kyojuro's thigh, he dragged it all the way down to his knee - slicing apart flesh and fabric. Rengoku felt the need to scream, however he bit his lip in attempts to hold it back; body wracked with horrible tremors.

"Give up on Akaza-dono Kyojuro, he's only using you" the demon moved to do the same to Rengoku's other thigh, the Ice around his lower legs melting with the vast amounts of hot blood.

Kyojuro felt his shoulders grow heavy, eyelids half lidded as he started down at the demon carving meaningless lines into his thighs.

"I don't... believe you. You're damned" Rengoku, spluttered, face drained from colour as his head lolled in circles. Douma looked up at him, face splattered in blood - lips painted a dark red.

The demon growled, his canines growing as he suddenly stood up and grabbed a fist full of Kyojuro's hair, lifting him off the floor and throwing his back against the wall.

"AGH!" The ice around his limbs shattered as Kyojuro fell like a weak fawn only a few moments old. Instantly the pain in his broken wrist started to gnaw at his nerves again, broken pieces of ice unluckily lodging themselves in the many gashes in his legs and chest.

The upper moon walked to him with a gentle stride, grabbing the male's hair again and lifting him to a kneeling position.

"Smile for me Kyojuro" the demon purred, squishing the pillar's face with his free hand - pushing the tips of his mouth upwards "I have not reason to smile around you" the pillar argued, suddenly coming to regret the statement when Douma yanked his head back farther to look at the ceiling. A sudden wet sensation on his dry, caked lips making Kyojuro gasp in surprise.

Douma trailed his tongue across Kyojuro's mouth, licking the blood which dripped from his nose; a result of being slammed into the wall.

With his free hand, the upper moon gently rubbed the blood from Rengoku's nose across his cheek - making a heart out of the crimson liquid as if it were paint. A mockery for love and care.

"Go a-way" Kyojuro spat out a lump of clotted blood on Douma's shoes, the hand gripping his hair becoming tighter as he did so.

"Aw you can still spit like a little bitch even with these injuries, quite admirable~"

Kyojuro sent him a glare "I've had worse. You're pathetic"

The demon giggled, his hands twitching to play with this interesting bird till it's wings were broken.

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The night was almost gone, the moon's final fluorescent glow showering the Ubuyashiki estate in a foreshadowed feeling.

The hashira who managed to make it to the meeting were all seated in the meeting space of Ubuyashiki's home - soft golden lanterns and candles warming the room as they formed a sort of 'U' shape around their master.

The hashira who weren't able to make it were only Gyomei and Obanai who were on a double mission. Apart from them however it was a full house.

"Thank you for coming on such short notice my children. I've been informed briefly of what had happened..." Kagaya turned his head to meet Shinobu's eyes. "However I think it would be best for Kocho to explain the situation as it's a complicated matter." The man nodded his head as a go signal for the hashira, placing his hands in his lap afterwards.

Everyone started confused at the butterfly pilar as she took a deep breath.

"As you all know Kyojuro has been recovering at my estate for quite some time now, I would say he was very close to being completely healed actually.

Yesterday I was informed by Tomioka that Kyojuro had gone back home to his estate without telling anyone. So I sent out my crow to his home in attempts to ask get him to come back for his last checkup. But I only received a message from his brother saying Kyojuro-san had never visited-"

"Hold ur shit for a sec! Yer saying Tomioka was the last to see him before he went missing!-" Sanemi cut off with an annoyed look, however he was quickly silenced by Kagaya.

"Sanemi let her finish, you haven't heard the full story"

The hashira paled and bowed "I apologise Okyata-sama"

The man turned back to her "continue Kocho"

She nodded her head and looked around the room for a moment "I decided he would probably turn up someplace else, so I attended to a mission not so long after. Then as night fell Kyojuro's crow came to me looking incredibly distressed, it's words were hard to put together but he said something about him being taken by an upper moon. That's all I know so far"

Collective gasps circulated the room "oh no! Kyojuro missing? H-how.." Mitsuri covered her mouth, Tomioka who was sat next to her giving the woman a pat on the shoulder in attempts of comfort.

Ubuyashiki downturned his eyes towards the floor, seemingly stuck as to what he should say next.

Tengen shook his head "no! He's much to flamboyantly strong... I don't believe it" he crossed his arms, jewels upon his head rattling as he did so.

"Taken? Where from?" Muichiro piped up, his detached voice raised a little in volume.

Kocho sighed "from the butterfly mansion apparently.."

More gasps.

"Now we can't go jumping to conclusions. Kyojuro is a strong child, I'm sure he hadn't succumbed to any undesirable fates" Kagaya quietened down the distressed hashira, even his eyebrows knitted in worry. After all almost everyone loved Rengoku, he was a pure beam of light.

"Tomioka. Any ideas as to where he went? Was he panicked before he left?" Ubuyashiki turned to the water pillar, hoping for some more information.

The male looked hesitant, eyes staring into space as if thinking about something "no... he was normal"

Kagaya hummed "if the location of the butterfly estate was found by the demons, it'll be very detrimental. But we don't know for sure, so first let's work to try locate Kyojuro and hear his side of the story"

Everyone nodded solemnly, agreeing with the idea.

A smile traced the blind man's face "good, we'll send out search parties with some lower slayers. You all will travel in pairs to track Kyojuro's movements in the past 48 hours"

"Yes Okyata-sama!"

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