"Titts" thank you for coming to my ted talk

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{third person POV}
Inosuke stormed through the forest all night, not really doing anything in particular except stab some trees and kill a few squirrels.

He was mostly just taking all his anger and worries out on the nature. He did try to look for some demons but it was quite a futile attempt until he accidentally walked upon a lower class demon feasting upon an arm. Where he got that arm? Inosuke didn't really want to know.

The male cringed in disgust and unsheathed his sword while leaping out from behind the tree.

The demon dropped the ligament and snapped his jaws uselessly at Inosuke, as the demon slayer pinned him down by impaling his arms with his two swords; the method was quite effective in keeping demon's still.

"OI listen up!" The male grunted, standing authoritatively above the new demon. The 'monster' didn't respond and simply continued to struggle under the demon slayer; his mouth drooling in need for blood.

"Where's your dumb master, tell me or I kill you" inosuke hissed, pressing the nose of his mask against the Demons's face.

The other's eyes widened as he shook his head violently, fear apparent on his stained red features. He would be rather die then give this crazy person his master's information.

And well... that's just what happened.

Inosuke gritted his teeth and yanked his swords out of the Demon's arms, droplets of blood splattering the surroundings before he swiftly sliced its head off.

"Fine, I'll just find someone else" he forced out through gritted teeth, walking away from the now disintegrating demon.

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{third person POV}
Tanjiro had almost no sense of time. Without not being allowed out of his room without any form of windows or natural lighting, he had no clue as to if it was night or day.

All he knew that he was hurting... a lot.

Muzan had left him hours ago a complete mess. His body was littered in still bleeding bite marks and dark hickeys; the skin around his neck and wrists bruised and swollen, however they were put on display by his torn and hanging clothing which gave him near to no decency.

The demon slayer sighed to himself and tried to loosen the chains as little as he curled into a ball to preserve some warmth.

"Good morning Tanjiro" a voice called out, alerting him immediately.

He hadn't even realised Muzan entered the room. The boy said nothing and simply shivered under his gaze.

"Come here, let me see your chest" Muzan lured, a clawed hand outstretched in front of him. Tanjiro shook his head abruptly and squeezed himself further into the corner.

"I won't hurt you... I just need to patch up your wounds" he reassured, as if he wasn't the one who created them in the first place "also you're coming with me today"

Tanjiro perked up at this, intrigued as to where he could be taken - also terrified. "you're hungry as well aren't you?" He asked, a sinister but slightly softer look flashing across his face.

The demon slayer nodded his head as his stomach started to growl "come here then, and I'll get you food"

Giving in to temptation, Tanjiro shuffled towards the demon king; his chains rattling as he did so.

Muzan smirked and released his wrists; dropping them to the floor so Tanjiro could get closer "here" he whispered, pressing an antiseptic wipe on the fresh wounds and bandaging them afterwards.

Tanjiro bit his tongue in attempts to hold back his cries of pain from the disinfectant and pressing against his open wounds.

"Alright, stay here I'll get you breakfast" Muzan finished, tossing the bandages to the floor. Tanjiro nodded eagerly and sat cross legged on the floor.

When he left, a sudden idea sprung to Tanjiro's mind. Muzan took his chains off so maybe this is a chance for him to run?..

He smiled wryly to himself and sat back, waiting for the door to be opened once more.

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It was only a few minutes before Muzan came back with a tray of food. His wife had made it specially for Tanjiro because Muzan said he was feeling 'ill'.

This obviously wasn't the case. He was planning to take Tanjiro to one of his meetings with a few of the upper moons.

The demon king opened the door carefully while balancing the tray, however he didn't expect to receive a rock hard head-but right in the middle of his forehead; practically rattling his brain against his skull.

The demon king hissed in pain and dropped the tray; Tanjiro on the other hand had left the room as soon as the tray was dropped, sprinting through the hallways as fast as he could in his current condition.

Before he could even go down a flight of stairs to reach the living room, Muzan appeared in front of Tanjiro; eyes glowing bright red and teeth barred threateningly.

Tanjiro shivered and fell the the floor. Muzan's lips peeled back to show of more of his teeth as he violently gabbed the boy's neck and slammed him to the floor.

The red head coughed blood as his back whacked against the wooden floor boards; crying out in pain as loud as he could in order to catch someone's attention "HEL-"

Suddenly a hand was slapped over his mouth; nails digging into his soft cheeks "say another word and you're dead" he hissed, uncomfortable goosebumps prickling Tanjiro's body.

The boy froze as Muzan's nails dig deeper into his cheeks "you're going to pay for that... BIG TIME" Muzan spat; his teeth grazing the soft flesh in his neck.

"Now you will going to say goodbye to my wife, and we're going to meet a couple people. Got that?"

Tanjiro nodded feebly, blood dripping from his face onto Muzan's hand, mixed with his own tears and sweat.

The demon king looked at him through squinted eyes "come on" he whispered after a while of observing Tanjiro's terrified face.

He released his mouth slowly and placed his hand on Tanjiro's back beneath the clothing so his nails weren't visible.

Muzan gently pricked his skin using the hand on his back, as a warning that he could kill him any second if he were to make a scene.

"I'm off to work dear, I'll take Tanjiro with me" Muzan called out, departing the house not before his wife responded "ok be careful!"

The two walked trough the city streets in a tense silence; Muzan's hand never strayed from Tanjiro's back as they walked into a nearby alleyway "W-where are we going?" The boy stuttered, his eyes desperately searching for anyone around.

"You'll see" Muzan answered as he lead them both through a door which seemingly morphed and changed the surroundings. Tanjiro thought it could be a blood demon art? A very useful one at that.

The demon lead Tanjiro through the crumpling door of an abandoned looking house, surrounded by a density of trees.

The Kamado squinted his eyes to look around the dark surroundings, before he felt cold metal around his neck and a small click in the empty air.

Suddenly he was yanked forward by his neck, sending him stumbling forward into Muzan's legs.

He looked up and the familiar bright red eyes stood out vividly amongst everything else.

He tried to stand up but was pushed back down by Muzan; the chains around his neck tightening if he moved.

"Welcome everyone" Muzan greeted, sitting in a rather extravagant looking chair with Tanjiro kneeling next to him on the floor.

"Hello master"

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