Michikatsu pov

"Explain. Now" Lady Tamayo ordered. She was angry, some veins on her hand bulged.

"Explain what?" I asked, dumbly

"How in the name of Muzan you have demon regeneration!" She shouted, pointing a sharp nail at me.

Shit. Shit. Shit.

She could smell it off me. Or she was easily swayed and smart.

"I- I" I couldn't speak.

Tamayo looked at me, anger seethed in her voice.
"Tell me and I may not tell Yoriichi! Or don't tell me and I'll explain what happened to your brother" she devised.

I looked at her eyes, my mouth slightly agape and dry.

I swallowed, worried for my own self.

"I-.... in the woods Muzan met up with me. He gave me the punctured lung and unwillingly gave me some of his blood. He told me it would do no more than give me stronger sunburn or attraction to blood. Not regeneration!!! But.." I started. Tamayo looked at me, shock filling her.

"He's not dead... that bastard!" She cursed.
"You have more to say Tsugikuni. Spit it out"

"Uhrm... he said we have to meetup to keep a supply of blood going around my veins or my body will shut off. That's all I know. I was too dehydrated and starved to fight" I said, looking down ashamed.

She removed her nail from my throat and layed it on her lap.

We stayed in silence for a little bit. It was to calm the tense neves.

"You know you have to tell Yoriichi.. right?" She said, softer

I sighed.

"Yeah, but how? I can't just say 'oh you know Muzan, I'm meeting up with him every week so he can slowly turn me into a demon!' It won't go down well." I said, a bit calmer.

"True. So are you going to keep it secret? He will soon see his cells in you, Michikatsu"

Don't say my name. It sounds better from his tounge

What's wrong with me?

"I know. I'm going to try distance myself from him" I said.

"And what will become of your kin?" She asked.

My eyes widened a bit before relaxing.

"I-... you won't relay any of this to my wife, would you?" I asked.

"I swear." She said.

"... I never married for love. Just for heirs. It was always my father's biggest thing 'marry for heirs'. My mother was way to nice for him. He married to have us. I guess I got that gene. In fact, I don't even know what's wrong with me. I have never felt really attracted to Haruhime. Never. Never a female if we think about it that way. I haven't had someone cloud my thoughts and make me think lewd things about them unt-"

Oh. Shit.

"Until what?"

"Nothing. Forget I said anything" I said.

"Michikatsu. Your secret is safe with me. I promise. You will only feel comfortable in your own skin, not someone else's. Don't change for a person" She tried to say.

But then again, my mind was clouded by thoughts of him

Muzan Kibitsuji

What have you done to me?

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1 week later

Muzan POV

Today was the day. And I hope he comes.

I'm sitting, under a flower-less sakura tree. It was quite lame.

I was waiting for him. I made sure to keep my senses aware to sense when he is arriving.

Eventually, I heard the sound of his heart as he ran to my location. He must be needy, or wanting to get this over and done with.

He turned up. I stood up.

"Hello again" I said. He didint reply.

"How much blood did you give me?" He asked.

Hmm.. what a good question!

"Why?"

"Because I have demon regeneration!" He shouted.

What?

"That's impossible. I didint give you that much blood!" I replied.

"Oh yeah?" He said.

He held up his hand, and proceed to snap two of his fingers. The ring and middle.

What an odd choice

He winced in pain and bit his lip, causing it to bleed. My nasal senses went haywire.

I want to taste him.

Stupid thoughts.

Anyway, I studied his fingers, keeping my mind off his bleeding lips for now.

Slowly, the snapped fingers began to move back to their original state.

By the looks of his face, he was also shocked.

"Why am I regenerating?" He asked, almost pleading for an answer.

But I couldn't think straight with the smell of his blood.

"I would answer that but the blood currently coating your lips is distracting and I need to have blood." I said, honestly.

He looked a bit shocked and touched his fingers to his lips.

He removed them and looked at the red liquid covering them.

"God I dislike the taste of blood. Too metallic" he said, and tried to lick it.

It was to no avail and he just spat it out on the floor.

"How dare you? That is good blood right there!"

"Then you have it! You demon!" He said and regret his words.

He flushed a bit pink and shut himself up.

"I would love it, if you won't mind giving it up" I said.

"Urgh. Fine" he said.

He reached up to whipe more blood off onto his fingers to feed me with but I smashed my lips onto his before either of us could think, let alone react.

I licked his lips and returned to my senses as his sweet blood filled my mouth.

I removed my lips and staggered away. Both of us tinted pink and looked wide eyed.

"I-im sorry! I don't know what came over me! It's probably just my attraction to blood speaking. Don't take it personally" I said, rubbing my lips.

In all fairness it wasn't as bad as I thought.

His lips where soft, and had little indents from where he bit down onto it.

And his blood, oh his blood!

It was Etheral! Easily the best blood I've tasted in my lifetime.

"It's fine. Probably your demonic things working their magic" he scoffed. I nodded.

"Anyway. I need to give you blood. Would you like it stabbed into a vein, or another kiss?" I asked.

He looked at me like I was crazy.

Duh. I am.

"Whatever is less painful." He mumbled.

"A kiss it is! And don't worry, my blood isint metallic" I said and bit my tounge with my sharp canines.

Then, I kissed him again, pushing blood and some saliva though his teeth.

After I pulled away and my tounge healed he swallowed.

He looked like he was going to be sick

"Your blood tastes like shit" He commented, whiping his lips. I didint this time.

"Well, take care darling and I shall see you in a week! Oh, and also, you will have to become a demon soon so either tell everyone or y'know. Keep it on the low and distance yourself. Cya!" I said, jumping off and leaving him to his thoughts

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Michikatsu Pov

What the hell just happened?

I got kissed. By a guy. By the Muzan kibitsuji

Twice!!

And I didint do anything?

Well, in all fairness it was ni-

What the fuck am I thinking?

It must be his cells.

I did feel an aching in my heart. The blood must be doing its work. I wonder how much longer I have.

I gazed up at the moon.

I love the moon, it's beautiful tonight aswell. It's curves and dents make it spectacular.

This will become a regular occourance

I thought. I then sighed, closing my eyes and looking to the floor.

"Tamayo will get worried. Go" I told myself, before walking back through the moonlit forest.

The shadows of the trees casted beautiful pictures.

It was a cloudless sky. The most beautiful as the moon shines in its glory.

I walked only in moonlight, avoiding the shadows. A fun game I used to play as a kid.

I eventually made it home. No lights where on and it was reassuring.

As I walked up to it, I noticed Tamayo sitting on the outside bench.

I readied myself.

"How'd it go?" She asked, standing up immediately

Do I say the truth?

"Better than expected. He gave me the blood and left. He expects to see me next Wednesday. He also informed me that maybe in a while I'll have to become a demon and I have a plan. I need your input tho." I said

"Do tell, and sit down would you?" She said, sitting back down. I sat on the bench opposite her.

"I- I... I'm thinking of faking my death. Me getting mauled to death by s demon sounds true. So, I fake my death and live with Muzan. I won't have a choice. It's better to be in hiding anyway. So, I live with Muzan and turn into a demon. Change my name and live out a new life as a new person. I need to know if it's a good idea or not" I said.

Tamayo looked a bit shocked. My plan was strategic and well thought through.

"Are you sure you want to live with Kibitsuji? He's such a bad man. And may eat you"

He won't eat me. He kissed me twice. Willingly. He won't do that and then eat me.

"It's either that or I die. Not getting sufficient blood means that my heart will stop producing. As it is used to getting a weekly top up of this new blood. My heart likes it. I can feel it" I said "And it's a price I'm willing to pay. And I may become stronger than Yoriichi after all this way" I said truthfully

Tamayo looked at me. She realised my jelaousy

"Your greed will still catch up to you Michikatsu. I-"

"Lady tamayo with all due respect. I am 22. The thunder Hashira died the other day due to obtaining the mark and making it to 24. I have 2 years left to live. So, I don't get blood, and I die. Muzan betrayes me, and I die. I reach 24, and I die. The odds aren't in my favour in this lifetime." I said.

She sighed.

"Well it's your choice. If you wish to choose the path I took, there is no going back. You will be made to eat human flesh, cannibalise your friends to feed your hunger. You will do eveything kibitsuji asks of you, or you perish. He will explain it all to you." Tamayo stated.

I nodded along

"When do you plan on 'dying?' And what will your new name be?" She asked.

I thought for a moment.

"By each passing day I become more demonic. I will comfort yoriichi this week along with yourself and Sumiyoshi. Then, I will distance myself the next week. Finally, on the 3rd week from now, you will break the news that I 'died'. " I said.

She nodded looking down

"And the name?"

I thought for a second.

Death... darkness.. black...

That's it! Black death!!

"Kokushibo." I said.

"Eh? Black death? How dark" she said

"I will be a demon who will cast fear into others tamayo. One who will hide from his brother. It's fitting" I replied.

"That it is. Now, go get rest while the cells work their magic in your body" she joked and stood.

I rose aswell and went inside with her. Locking the door behind me.

I went to my room. I changed in the bathroom prior.

I tiptoed into my room, careful not to wake Haruhime.

I slid under the sheets and took a deep breath.

I heard her turn over and groan. I froze up.

"Your lucky I'm tired and you just came back from a mission, darling" she said

Don't call me darling. That is reserved for Muzan.

Stupid cells!!

"Thank you dear. I'll make breakfast tommorow as a sorry" I said and wrapped my hands around her.

She relaxed in my grasp. But it didint feel right.

She wasn't the one I wanted to wrap my arms around.

No no.

And that realisation has just been made eminent.

I wanted,

Muzan.

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