I just wanna say thank you for all the support with this story! It's growing really fast ❤️

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{third person POV}

"Akaza, come here" Muzan lured, his hand tightening around the chain on Tanjiro's neck.

The third upper moon rose from his kneeling position and walked up to the two silently; short pink hair illuminated amongst the dark surrounding.

"Yes master?" He asked a little wearily, confused as to why they were called. Muzan grinned and yanked Tanjiro forward so he was right in front of the demon.

The boy coughed and started to claw at the chains, the tightening material taking a toll on his intake of oxygen. The upper moon silently raised an eyebrow and awaited further instructions.

"Drink" he ordered, pointing a clawed finger towards the soft flesh of Tanjiro's neck "you'll be quite surprised, I assure you" Muzan commented sinisterly, noticing now Tanjiro's trembling became more vigorous.

Akaza looked down on the demon slayer and raised a brow; bright yellow eyes travelled down his exposed Torso, Muzan's noticeable bite marks healing already. He stared at Tanjiro's terrified expression and felt compelled by it.

Something about this boy was just different.

Akaza bent down next to Tanjiro and smiled, a lust filled smile if you were to describe it.

"stop, don't come any closer" Tanjiro warned, shuffling away from the demon. He gritted his teeth when a hand was clasped around his neck; pulling him forward so he was only a few centimetres away from the upper moon.

The demon slayer greeted the male with yet another
hard head-but, creating a tiny dribble of blood streaking down Akaza's forehead.

"Hmm... I like you" the upper moon hissed as he roughly grabbed Tanjiro's face and tilted his head to the side to reveal his throat better.

A gasp was heard when teeth pierced his neck, a line of blood trailing down the demon's lip as he tasted Tanjiro's blood.

His eyes widened as he drank even more; satisfaction and greed filling his senses at the sweetness of the liquid "Douma, take him off" Muzan ordered the other, noticing he was drinking too much.

"Yes Muzan-sama" Douma replied simply, tapping Akaza on the shoulder to get his attention. The demon looked up and ripped his teeth off Tanjiro's neck, licking his lips lustfully to consume what was left of the delicious liquid.

Tanjiro fell limply to the floor as soon as he was dropped; feeling extremely exhausted from blood loss and stress. His breathing was heavy as he curled into a ball on the floor, silent tears streaking down his pale face as he trembled occasionally.

"So?" Muzan questioned expectantly, his grin widening.

Akaza composed himself and bowed once more, taking a quick glance at the boy before responding "it was amazing master" he replied, the taste still lingering upon his tongue.

The demon king nodded knowingly and yanked Tanjiro's chain harshly, pulling him off the floor and into a kneeling position again.

His eyes were puffy and red, streaks of dry tears stained his perfect skin as his crackled lips quivered with fear; hair matter and messily laying on his forehead.

"Douma, you're turn"

Instantly the demon lit up, he had been watching Tanjiro and this was what he was waiting for "thank you Muzan-sama!" he responded gleefully, a heavy crimson blush plastering his cheeks as he sunk his teeth into the other side of Tanjiro's neck.

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{third person POV}

"I have for several reports and sightings of high rank demons around the city areas recently; citizens have been gone missing and I think Tanjiro may be around this area" the master informed everyone who knelt below him.

All the hashiras including Inosuke and Zenitsu were discussing possible whereabouts for Tanjiro.

Almost everyone had been incredibly distraught the past few days. Inosuke had spent every waking hour looking for information in the woods (which was not very effective). Giyuu had become even more quiet then he usually was. Rengoku had spent every day in Nezuko's room, his mind replaying when Tanjiro got kidnapped and how he could've prevented it.

Zenitsu was jumpier and more anxious, along with many others.

In all honesty, Tanjiro was the thing which kept most of them in full of joy and confidence.

Now that was gone.

As if the sun had just disappeared.

"Giyuu, inosuke and Sanemi you're going to check it out" the master announced after a few second of silence. He thought of this combination to be rather effective.

Many of the others held back their protests for not being chosen for the mission but stayed silent out of respect.

On the contrast, the trio were internally cheering.

"That's it my children; you will leave tomorrow morning" he said finally, smiling at the three he had chosen before being guided off by the two girls.

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What colour do yall describe yourself as?

For me I would say grey :)