Water vs Wind
During the time of being hunted by a Demons its kill or be killed and these four young men are clearly determined not to be killed. The Hashira are the elite forces of the Demon Slayer Corps. As of right now there is no Wind Hashira as there is no Water Hashira
it broke the arm of the first explorer that tried to grab it.
its tendrils wrapped around the leg of the second explorer, snapping it like a twig.
it did not run, though, even as the explorers screamed; it just cowered against the explorers' ship.
scared.
the tendrils started to whip back and forth. its eyes narrowed and it bared its teeth.
the explorers were under instruction to not harm the creature made of darkness, but it seemed like there was no other way to capture it.
the tendrils that comprised something akin to hair for it flicked a little.
the explorers barely got a glimpse of rows of razor-sharp teeth before the creature began tearing into the fish voraciously, as if it were starving, devouring the food within seconds.
they discovered it during their conquests throughout the galaxies. it sat amongst the broken ruins of an old, abandoned planet.
it was created out of matter intangible, its features nigh-inscrutable to the naked eye.
it was young, it was small, and it was curious.
hand in her tiny one. She guided Sanemi to the living room with Giyuu following closely behind.
"Mommy's tummy was super big!” Yuki said earnestly, looking up at Sanemi with serious eyes. "She’s having a baby."
across her face. “Mr. Giyuu!"
Giyuu’s face softened instantly. He offered a gentle smile. "Hi Yuki.”
"Yuki’s bedtime is at eight, the emergency numbers are on the fridge—" Masachika listed off rapidly. Yuna rolled her eyes as she calmly waddled out the door.
“Am I forgetting
Later that night, the two men spent it together at Giyuu’s apartment. After a few hours asleep, the vet woke slowly.
He felt a prickle of being watched. He blinked his eyes open, shifting slightly against the pillows, rustling the bedsheets.
That was when an idea popped into his head.
“Hey. Finish your food and meet me outside.” Giyuu instructed. Sanemi blinked before raising an eyebrow.
“Huh? What—“
“Just trust me.”
Sanemi observed Giyuu and his mother sitting close together. He dropped his hand from his face as he looked between them.
"What are you two conspiring about?" The scarred man asked curiously as he yawned, though his words were laced with affection.
Thank you everybody for being patient with me during @Otakon today! You guys are wonderful and it was a pleasure meeting so many of you.
One day more, and I’ll try to be there on the dot! Now I rest. Thanks again guys 🙏