꧁ 𝗗𝗜𝗦𝗖𝗟𝗔𝗠𝗢𝗨𝗥 ꧂

☞︎𝐼 𝑏𝑦 𝑛𝑜 𝑚𝑒𝑎𝑛𝑠 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑟𝑖𝑔ℎ𝑡𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑜𝑤𝑛𝑒𝑟-𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑜𝑓 𝐷𝑒𝑚𝑜𝑛 𝑆𝑙𝑎𝑦𝑒𝑟. 𝑂𝑛𝑙𝑦 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑝𝑙𝑜𝑡 𝑎𝑛𝑑 𝑤𝑟𝑖𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑖𝑠 𝑚𝑖𝑛𝑒.

☞︎ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑚𝑓𝑢𝑙 𝑐𝑜𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑛𝑡𝑠 𝑡𝑜 𝑚𝑦𝑠𝑒𝑙𝑓 𝑜𝑟 𝑜𝑡ℎ𝑒𝑟𝑠 𝑤𝑖𝑙𝑙 𝑏𝑒 𝑖𝑚𝑚𝑒𝑑𝑖𝑎𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑑𝑒𝑙𝑒𝑡𝑒𝑑 𝑎𝑙𝑜𝑛𝑔 𝑤𝑖𝑡ℎ 𝑚𝑒 𝑝𝑟𝑖𝑣𝑎𝑡𝑙𝑦 𝑐𝑜𝑛𝑡𝑎𝑐𝑡𝑖𝑛𝑔 𝑊𝑎𝑡𝑡𝑝𝑎𝑑 𝑡𝑜 𝑔𝑒𝑡 𝑦𝑜𝑢𝑟 𝑎𝑐𝑐𝑜𝑢𝑛𝑡 𝑏𝑎𝑛𝑛𝑒𝑑.

☞︎ 𝑡ℎ𝑒 𝑜𝑓𝑖𝑐𝑖𝑎𝑙 𝑠ℎ𝑖𝑝 𝑓𝑜𝑟 𝑡ℎ𝑢𝑠 𝑓𝑎𝑛𝑓𝑖𝑐 𝑖 ℎ𝑎𝑣𝑒 𝑦𝑒𝑡 𝑡𝑜 𝑐ℎ𝑜𝑜𝑠𝑒, 𝑚𝑎𝑦𝑏𝑒 𝑎 ℎ𝑎𝑟𝑒𝑚? 𝐼𝑚 𝑛𝑜𝑡 𝑠𝑢𝑟𝑒

☞︎𝑒𝑛𝑗𝑜𝑦!

𒊹︎

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{third POV}

"Don't be so cold Akaza!" Douma squealed, trudging though the blistering snow by command of their Master.

The demon in question; Akaza turned his glowing yellow eyes threateningly towards the upper moon, his gaze said something along the lines of: 'I hate you fuck off'

Nonetheless Douma didn't care and continued to torment the male, continuously poking his bicep like a toddler.

"We've just got to kill that Kamado family then we can go back..." Akaza sighed, trying his best to hold his composure.

"How are we supposed to find it here!" Douma yelled, his voice echoing through the snow storm as icy flakes of frost caressed his features.

"Be like the bitch you are and use your nose or something, I DONT KNOW" Akaza screamed, his veins pulsing with anger towards the other male.

"Shhh" suddenly Douma out his pointer finger on Akaza's mouth, making him even more angry as he resisted the urge to bite his whole hand off.

Small giggles sounded from a bush in the direction Douma was looking; now catching Akaza's interest.

They expected it to be a stupid low rank demon slayer or something like that. But they certainly weren't expecting a cold ridden child to show themselves.

He had medium long, dark burgundy hair; dusted lightly in rather a lot of snow that sat atop his head. He had an adorable chubby face complimented by big red eyes, beautiful long eyelashes casting down shadows upon his pink cheeks and little button nose.

His clothes were a green and checkered; along with rather sturdy winter shoes. What caught their attention most however was a delicate string tied to his neck closely attached to a piece of a crumpled paper.

The child went up to Douma and giggled once more; using his small hands and tugging gently at his light yellow hair while smiling "pretty eyes!" The boy exclaimed, his words not completely clear but good enough to understand.

"Awww Akaza look how cute he is!" Douma yelled in delight, sweeping up the child in his arms and spinning him in circles.

To be honest, they had both fallen in love with the adorable boy.

"Stop moving for one minute will you" The pink haired demon groaned, taking the dark haired boy from his hold and gently placing him back on the floor as he took off the paper tied to his neck.

After he straightened out the note, he read it out loud; "to whomever this finds, his name is Tanjiro Kamado. He is four and we no longer have any use for him. Do with him as you please as the mark on his forehead is the sign of a devil"

Akaza scowled at the note; what a pitiful thing to do. Leave such a cute child to die in the wilderness? How they did that he would never understand.

"That's ok! We'll keep you safe Tanjiro" Douma yelled, picking up Tanjiro under his arms and hosting him into his shoulders "woah so tall!" The boy giggled happily, his little feet kicking back and forth.

"Douma he's the child of the family we were sent to kill" Akaza responded dejectedly, scrunching up the note in his palm once more.

"What if we beg master?" Douma suggested, prepared to put his life on the line for such a cute human child.

"I doubt he'd accept... maybe if we convince him that we can raise Tanjjro as one of our own to help us in battle? He could even be a spy in the demon slayer corps" Akaza announced, his idea more full proof than that of Douma's.

"Sounds like a plan! We'll be taking you home little Tanjiro! Oh and down worry we'll be sure to make your families death painful and slow!"

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"What is this you've brought before me" Muzan hissed, his plum red eyes shining with malice.

"The child of the Kamado Family Master. He was abandoned in the wood and we thought we could raise him as our own and eventually have him intercept the demon slayer corps as a sort of spy" Akaza informed, his head bowed submissively.

Muzan was about to dismiss the idea when Tanjiro came up waddling towards him; making grabby hands as he clung to Muzan's trouser leg.

The demon king watched as Tanjiro struggled to hoist his small body onto his lap, putting two hands on Muzan's head "soft!" Tanjiro squeaked, twirling the demon's pure black hair in between his tiny fingers.

Muzan narrowed his eyes and picked up the boy, staring at his chubby face. He only had one thought at that moment. Protect the child.

Was this boy going to be his downfall? He had already managed to break down Muzan's feelings and get a little affection from him. Maybe it wouldn't be such a bad idea to keep Tanjiro...

"Fine, prepare him a room." Muzan spoke with a little less malevolence in his tone, to which the upper moons were internally rejoicing after the success.

"Yes master" they both said in unison before disappearing to set up Tanjiro's room.

Muzan being left with Tanjiro lifted him up to his arms and gently pressed him against his chest; feeling the warmth of a little ball of sunshine was comforting after his several thousands of years with no physical contact.

"Tanjiro say Mu-zan"

"Muu- than!"

"No Mu- zan"

"My hand!"

"Ah I give up" he whispered, rubbing his temples while stroking his hand through Tanjiro's dark messy hair.

"How cruel" Muzan narrowed his eyes at the sight of Tanjiro's awfully bruised body; gently tugging down his clothing to see his beaten torso.

"I'll make sure your family suffers"

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Well well well, that's chapter one. hope you enjoyed my loves