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CH 9

In Chapter 8~

"Message! Message! CAW!" A crow cawed halting Y/n's movements. "I have a message from headquarters! Tanjirou, Nezuko and the woman with black hair with golden streaks are to be taken into custody and brought back to headquarters!" 

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Y/n said nothing as she was half dragged along. She couldn't see Tanjirou nor Nezuko but she stayed quiet nonetheless. Her eyes met deep sapphire eyes and gradient purple ones, they stared at her. Y/n studied them. 

The male was tall, young and muscular. He had an emotionless expression and his unruly black hair of uneven lengths stuck up in tufts around his head, which he wore tied back in a low ponytail. He wore a dark cyan-tinted version of the standard Demon Slayer Uniform and his haori split down the middle into two different patterns. 

The female was petite and short, with pale skin and large, compound-looking eyes. She had shoulder-length wavy hair that faded from black into dark purple, styled and fastened with a white and purple butterfly ornament. She wore the standard uniform tinted with dark-purple. With a white haori which had a butterfly wing pattern that faded into a turquoise then pink on the sleeves and bottom edges which were cuffed with a black and white dotted trim.

And just as she was looking at them they were looking at her.

The two could not lie that the female in front of them was stunning. Even though it was night her hair still shone if not it glowed of a similar gold to the sun. They had't heard her voice but they expected it to be smooth as if it was made of velvet itself. 

"Whats your name?" 

"...Y/n L/n," 

They were right.

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Y/n was led to what seemed like the Demon Corp Headquarters, there were quite a lot of interesting things that she hadn't really seen before. But all interest stopped when she arrived at what seemed like the final destination.

 Y/n let out a growl of anger when she saw Tanjirou tied up. She was doing better she supposed. She wasn't tied up but she was forced to be guarded by two young boys dressed in black demon slayer uniforms who obviously seemed new to the job. They weren't even holding her and Y/n gave them a judging look which they didn't notice.

'Be calm' Y/n thought to herself as for the millionth time she thought of ways to "critically damage" them, grab Tanjirou and Nezuko, find Zenitsu and Inosuke, and escape. But there was no point in causing a ruckus right now...

Key word; right now.

It would maybe prove to be a disadvantage to her and Tanjirou who seemed to be awake now. 

Because first of all, Tanjirou was slapped awake as a young girl introduced the men and women standing in front of them as the 'Hashira's" a common name that she had heard from others whilst travelling. They were said to be a demon hunting organisation... that well... hunted demons. 

Second of all she knew that they were in fact all strong as they would have needed to learn and master breathing techniques and sword techniques in general to become this high in status, thus fighting all of them would prove to be difficult, not impossible but difficult. 

Thirdly, she thought maybe... just maybe that this place would accept Nezuko for who she was and they would perhaps be taken care of... of course by that she means Tanjirou, Nezuko and the rest of the boys.

Y/n then relaxed her muscles and calmed her breathing even after hearing Tanjirou's desperate cries.

"What about Nezuko? Where's Nezuko?" Tanjirou yelled out in panic as he struggled against the binds that secured him tightly. "Inosuke!? Zenitsu!?"

"Forget that. What will we do with Tomioka?" A voice spoke up from a tree. "Seeing him there without any restraints is giving me a headache. Based on what Kocho told us, Tomioka's just as guilty of breaking the Corps rules. How will we deal with him? How should we make him take responsibility? Don't you have anything to say, Tomioka?" 

Y/n looked up towards the guy who had straight-edged black hair of varying lengths, his eyes were heterochromia—the right eye was yellow and his left was turquoise, and his lower face was covered in bandages. He wore the navy blue demon slayer uniform along with a white and black striped haori and a white snake was wrapped around his shoulders. 

Tanjirou had looked towards Tomioka's direction his gaze full of empathy but the man just stayed silent from a distance. 

"Let's come up with a penalty later," Kocho said. "What I'm more interested in is hearing this boy's story. The reason he's going on his missions with a demon in tow despite being a demon slayer... needless to say, what he's done is against the Demon Slayer Corps rules. You are aware of that, aren't you?"

Tanjirou looked up nervously on his knees to the woman with the insect ornament. 

"Kamado Tanjirou-kun. Why are you traveling with a demon when you're a Demon Slayer?" Kocho repeated her question. But this time Y/n could hear that it demanded an answer and was not to be left hanging. 

"No need to ask," A man with a headwrap interrupted as his hands had already clasped on his swords secured onto his back.

"You can take your time. Just tell us why," Kocho ignored him.

"She's my... She's my younger-," Tanjirou was cut as he had started to cough violently. 

"I do believe you need some water," Kocho stepped up towards Tanjirou before opening a water gourds and gesturing it to him. Without hesitation Tanjirou had taken the top of the gourd and had started to drink. 

Y/n's eyes twitched at the sight of her so close to him. 

"Since you have broken your jaw, please drink slowly. There are also painkillers in there that will ease the pain," Kocho had whispered in a gently voice. 

"That demon is my younger sister! While I was away, my family was attacked by a demon, and when I got home, they were all dead! My sister got turned into a demon, but she's never devoured anyone! She never has... and never will! She'll never hurt humans no matter what!" Tanjirou reasoned desperately. 

"Spare us your absurd ravings. If she's family no wonder you're defending her. I can't trust a single word you're saying. I, for one, don't believe you," The man up on the tree spoke accusingly as he pointed a finger at Tanjirou's direction. 

"She's been possessed by a demon. Let us kill this poor child immediately so that she can be liberated!" A blind, monk-like man spoke as he cried. 

"Listen to me please! I became a swordsman so that Nezuko could be cured! It's been two years since Nezuko became a demon! And in that time she hasn't devoured one human!" Tanjirou defended. Y/n glanced over at the Hashiras who looked skeptical... they weren't gonna believe him... maybe she should act out... but her ears caught the words of 'waiting' and 'Master' so she puffed out some air and thought rationally again. 

"My sister...My sister will fight with me by my side!" Tanjirou cried out eagerly. "So please...," 

"Well, well, I see you have some fun brewing here. Is that the moron Slayer who has a demon with him?" 

A white haired man stood a few metres away from the lot, his face grinning menacingly as he was holding a familiar box. He was tall, muscular but slender with spiky white hair and large threatening eyes. Y/n glanced at the scars that ran on his face, also noticing he had no eyebrows, and body before glancing away.

'Why does he bother wearing clothes if he's just gonna unbutton the uniform to expose his body,' Y/n thought.

Y/n flinched once she heard him shout once more. She could tell that for one he was hot-blooded and abrasive but soon all thoughts of patience and rationality flew away when she saw his threatening stance. Not just at Tanjirou but at the wooden box where Nezuko was inside.

Her eyes gleamed as her hawk-like gaze stared intensely at him, warning him. However, the man didn't seem to notice her stares as he carried on, slamming his sword into the box stabbing Nezuko along the way as her blood swept out like water from the blade.

Y/n heard Tanjirou's pained gasp as the sword was pulled out and the blood splattered in front of him on the rocks. His younger sister's blood that is.

The white-haired man made the same stance as he smiled... evilly. But before Sanemi could move his sword another millimetre a fist hit his face, a foot hit his stomach and an elbow slammed into his chest. He sputtered out blood from the impact before dropping the box, stumbling backwards onto one knee. Y/n moved in front of the box... in front of Nezuko as she looked down upon him. 

"You're a piece of shit aren't you," She muttered out as she gazed at him disgustedly. 

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