Tanjiro POV

It's officially been a week since Zenitsu came and I haven't exactly been well me lately. Whenever someone got to close to Zenitsu that wasn't me I'd feel something sting at the bottom of my chest. Could I be jealous. No that can't be it I'm the eldest son of the Kamado family, a family of literal angels. I'm not supposed to know the meaning of jealous. An example of my 'jealousy' being one time Zenitsu stayed behind with Uzui-san to study with him. Oh let's just say Uzui-san would've gotten a blackeye if I didn't have self control. I have to speak to someone fast.

I only have three options. Oyakata-sama because who wouldn't go to that man for advice. Iguro-san because he's always jealous when someone goes near Mitsuri-san. And lastly Mitsuri-san because I'm sure she's an expert at this stuff. I quickened my pace to the sakura mochi loving woman's office and knocked on her door. "Come in!" A comforting sweet lovely voice said from the other side of the door. I slowly opened the door to see her eating some miso ramen. "Ahh Tanjiro-kun it's you." She said getting up and rushed towards me pinching my cheeks. "Your adorable as always." I blushed at her compliment. (Not a ship, I don't want Obanai killing Tanjiro.)

"Y-yeah,Mitsuri-san I kinda came here advice." I told the eager woman. She stopped pinching my cheeks and took a few steps back. "What type of advice?" She asked concerned. "L-love advice." I quietly said. A ear piercing scream was then heard from her. She grabbed my hand and lead me to the chair. She sat me down and took a seat on her desk. "Okay Tanjiro tell me what you feel towards Zenitsu?" He asked pulling out a notebook and pen.

How the,did I tell her? "H-how did you know?" I asked her blushing from embarrassment. "C'mon Tanjiro pink is the color of love and green is the color of envy." She said. I was kinda lost why she brought envy up. "Envy is the first feeling of love and could tell that's what your feeling Tanjiro." Was this woman a mind-reader.

Zenitsu POV

One of the things I wish I could love was the library. The quietness was heaven. Not hearing any disturbing heart beats or people breathing it was the best. Incase your wondering what I'm doing in the library I'm just looking for new designs for an outfit I'm supposed to make for a project. The quietness of the library was amazing and the best. "Ahh Zenitsu, what are you doing." Kanao one of Tanjiro's friends asked with some books in her hands. I then pulled out my notebook. "I'm looking for a designs for a project." I explained to her while showing her my sketches. "But I can't find any motivation."

She then set the books down quietly and stuck her hands in her pocket. She pulled out a beautiful pink,purple and green butterfly earring. "Hope this helps." She smiled picking up her books and leaving. Just looking at the earring millions of ideas shoot into my brain. Eager to get to work I packed up my stuff and rushed out of the library. Walking through the halls I heard a bunch of different heart beats. Some gentle,others rough but their was one heart beat in particular I was looking for. Instead of finding that calming,pure heart beat I was looking for one completely different sneaked it's way inside my ears. This one was just rotten and evil. Each and every beat made my skull hurt.

Tears started unconsciously rolled down my eyes as crouched down desperately trying to block out that horrible sound. "Well,well once a crybaby always a crybaby." A voice said behind me. It was the voice of the person that ruined my life. The voice of the person I always looked up to. The voice of the person that blame everything on me. Kaigaku. I shakily turned my head to face the owner of the voice. Once I faced him his foot made contact with my face sending me flying into a empty room. He walked in closing the door and locking it. "I'm gonna give you hell."

Tanjiro POV

It's been thirty minutes since I came to Mitsuri and so far she's been a great help. "Okay let's talk about how you will conf-." I cut her off by raising my hand. A smell entered my nose. It was Zenitsu's peach like scent mixed with sadness, guilt and distress. The idea of something horrible happening to Zenitsu entered my mind. I ran out of Mitsuri's office following the distressed scent. With each step the scent got stronger and the smell of blood started to get potent. For some reason the bloody scent made me mad as hell. I'm gonna kill who ever spilled Zenitsu's blood. I soon made a stop to Prof Muzan's classroom. Sure I didn't like Prof Muzan but if he did something to my Zenitsu Im gonna kill him.

Kicking the door open I saw a bloody crying Zenitsu. He was passed out and all beaten up. My own scent of rage fill my lungs as my hands formed fists. I'm swear I'm gonna kill whoever did this. I'm gonna rip them apart. I rushed to his side to aid him. "T-tanjiro." He said to me. Wait he spoke. I had no time to be happy about that I picked him up bridal style run full speed through the empty hall to the nurse.

'Hang in there Zen.'

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