She was currently trying to master concentration breathing constant.
She couldn't do it.
No matter how hard she tried, she couldn't focus for hours no end.
Her training would have taken a lot longer if she didn't know how to use a katana, but thankfully for her, she did know how to use one, after all, it was her go to weapon.
Because of being able to wield a katana Urokodaki decided to just skip to concentration breathing.
When she mastered that Urokodaki asked whether she wanted to be a demon slayer.
Y/n declined.
No matter how hard she tried, the hero in her always came out.
She wouldn't kill, no, she couldn't kill.
The idea of taking someone else's life horrified her.
Sure she would arrest them, but she would never and I mean NEVER kill someone on purpose.
Though she did decide to put Urokodaki's training to use and told him she would save slayers from demons, but never kill the demons.
Urokodaki just sighed and nodded in disappointment.
'She wouldn't be going to the final selection this year then' He thought
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Night time came around and y/n couldn't sleep, she sat on the roof once again starring at the stars.
She was a little bit of a perfectionist when it came to training or fighting.
Ok, maybe not a littleeee
Fine, she was a huge perfectionist when it came to learning things and she hated herself for it.
She wouldn't do anything until she could get it right.
Suddenly she had a eureka 💡 moment.
The moons light softly illuminated her face as a small smile made its way onto her face.
To do total concentration breathing you needed to focus, precision and calmness.
While she sang and danced she had focus, precision and calmness.
Getting up off the roof, she went back inside the house to put her hero costume on and put Urokodaki's haori over it so she wouldn't get cold.
She walked back outside before walking into the thick forest in the mountain.
Once she was far away from the house she started humming.
"Hmmmmmm hm hm, hmmmmmmm hm hmmm"
Translation is in English.
!Y/n is singing in French!
(The troubled soul)
"𝓛'â𝓶𝓮 𝓮𝓷 𝓹𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓮"
she was spinning around, her hoari blowing in the wind with her arms out.
(He lives but barely speaks)
"𝓘𝓵 𝓿𝓲𝓽 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓮 à 𝓹𝓮𝓲𝓷𝓮"
she looked up at the moon and calmly smiled.
(He waits in front of this photo of yesteryear)
"𝓘𝓵 𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓿𝓪𝓷𝓽 𝓬𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮 𝓹𝓱𝓸𝓽𝓸 𝓭'𝓪𝓷𝓽𝓪𝓷"
she brought her hands towards her chest.
(He, he's not crazy)
"𝓘𝓵, 𝓲𝓵 𝓷'𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓾"
she then closed her eyes calmly, while still spinning.
(He believes in it that's all) "𝓘𝓵 𝔂 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝓲𝓽 𝓬'𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓽"
she balanced on one leg and kept spinning on the other.
(He sees her everywhere)
"𝓘𝓵 𝓵𝓪 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓽"
she opened her eyes slowly and brought her arms out to keep balance.
(He waits for her standing)
"𝓘𝓵 𝓵'𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽"
she brought the leg that was not being used, outwards.
(A rose in hand)
"𝓤𝓷𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓮 à 𝓵𝓪 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷"
she than brought her leg down and extended her arms toward the floor, where roses grew out like vines and wrapped around her arms.
(Apart from her he expects nothing)
"À 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽 𝓮𝓵𝓵𝓮 𝓲𝓵 𝓷'𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷"
the vines that held the roses to the ground then dissipated and only the roses which wrapped around her arms were left.
(Nothing around makes sense)
"𝓡𝓲𝓮𝓷 𝓪𝓾𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓷'𝓪 𝓭𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓼"
she threw her arms out and the roses blasted into rose petals which circled around her, a beautiful red spider lily grew out of the ground and tangled itself around her leg, which was in a pointed position on the ground.
(And the air is heavy)
"𝓔𝓽 𝓵'𝓪𝓲𝓻 𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓵𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓭"
she sat down on the floor as a patch of red spider lily's grew around her.
(The absent look) "𝓛𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓪𝓻𝓭 𝓪𝓫𝓼𝓮𝓷𝓽"
she continued singing while the lily's swayed with her
(He is alone and talks to her often)
"𝓘𝓵 𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓼𝓮𝓾𝓵 𝓮𝓽 𝓵𝓾𝓲 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓵𝓮 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓿𝓮𝓷𝓽"
(He, he's not crazy)
"𝓘𝓵, 𝓲𝓵 𝓷'𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓼 𝓯𝓸𝓾"
she stood up.
(He loves her that's all)
"𝓘𝓵 𝓵'𝓪𝓲𝓶𝓮 𝓬'𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓽"
(He sees her everywhere) "𝓘𝓵 𝓵𝓪 𝓿𝓸𝓲𝓽 𝓹𝓪𝓻𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓽"
she started spinning around quickly, bringing her arms above her head.
(He waits for her standing)
"𝓘𝓵 𝓵'𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭 𝓭𝓮𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽"
(Standing with a rose in her hand)
"𝓓𝓮𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓾𝓷𝓮 𝓻𝓸𝓼𝓮 à 𝓵𝓪 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷"
(No, there's nothing holding him back either)
"𝓝𝓸𝓷, 𝓷𝓸𝓷 𝓹𝓵𝓾𝓼 𝓻𝓲𝓮𝓷 𝓷𝓮 𝓵𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓲𝓮𝓷𝓽"
she danced around while spinning.
(In her love story)
"𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓼𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
(In her love story)
"𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓼𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
she created a man out of flowers and started to control him to dance with her.
(In her love story)
"𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓼𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
(His love story)
"𝓼𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
(Take my hand)
"𝓟𝓻𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓼 𝓶𝓪 𝓶𝓪𝓲𝓷"
she extended her hand outwards.
(Promise me everything will be alright)
"𝓟𝓻𝓸𝓶𝓮𝓽𝓼-𝓶𝓸𝓲 𝓺𝓾𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓻𝓪 𝓫𝓲𝓮𝓷"
the man made out of flowers grabbed her hand gently.
(Hug me tight)
"𝓢𝓮𝓻𝓻𝓮-𝓶𝓸𝓲 𝓯𝓸𝓻𝓽"
the two started dancing
(Near you, I still dream)
"𝓟𝓻è𝓼 𝓭𝓮 𝓽𝓸𝓲, 𝓳𝓮 𝓻ê𝓿𝓮 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓮"
(Yes, yes I want to stay)
"𝓞𝓾𝓲, 𝓸𝓾𝓲 𝓳𝓮 𝓿𝓮𝓾𝔁 𝓻𝓮𝓼𝓽𝓮𝓻"
(But I don't know how to love anymore)
"𝓜𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓳𝓮 𝓷𝓮 𝓼𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓹𝓵𝓾𝓼 𝓪𝓲𝓶𝓮𝓻"
while the two danced together, y/n exploded into petals as the flower man tried to grab onto her but failed, and bent down towards the ground.
(I was too stupid)
"𝓙'𝓪𝓲 é𝓽é 𝓽𝓻𝓸𝓹 𝓫ê𝓽𝓮"
her voice rang out in the silence.
(please stop)
"𝓙𝓮 𝓽'𝓮𝓷 𝓹𝓻𝓲𝓮, 𝓪𝓻𝓻ê𝓽𝓮"
the flower man looked at his cupped hands which held the petals that used to make up her body.
(Stop, how I regret)
"𝓐𝓻𝓻ê𝓽𝓮, 𝓬𝓸𝓶𝓶𝓮 𝓳𝓮 𝓻𝓮𝓰𝓻𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮"
(No, I didn't want all that)
"𝓝𝓸𝓷, 𝓳𝓮 𝓷𝓮 𝓿𝓸𝓾𝓵𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓹𝓪𝓼 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓽 ç𝓪"
the petal man started to vanish into petals as well.
(I will be rich)
"𝓙𝓮 𝓼𝓮𝓻𝓪𝓲 𝓻𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓮"
the two's petals mixed together and danced in the wind, if you looked close enough you would be able to see the faint outline of the two's bodies dancing in the middle of the petals.
(And I'll give you all my gold)
"𝓔𝓽 𝓳𝓮 𝓽'𝓸𝓯𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓲 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓶𝓸𝓷 𝓸𝓻"
they started dancing around faster.
(And if you don't care)
"𝓔𝓽 𝓼𝓲 𝓽𝓾 𝓽'𝓮𝓷 𝓯𝓲𝓬𝓱𝓮𝓼"
the wind blew faster, and the petals started to disappear
(I will wait for you at the port)
"𝓙𝓮 𝓽'𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓮𝓷𝓭𝓻𝓪𝓲 𝓼𝓾𝓻 𝓵𝓮 𝓹𝓸𝓻𝓽"
once the petals disappeared, only y/n stood in the middle with her eyes closed, head tilted towards the sky.
(And if you ignore me)
"𝓔𝓽 𝓼𝓲 𝓽𝓾 𝓶'𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓼"
the flower man appeared and cupped her face in his hands.
(I'll give you my last breath of life)
"𝓙𝓮 𝓽'𝓸𝓯𝓯𝓻𝓲𝓻𝓪𝓲 𝓶𝓸𝓷 𝓭𝓮𝓻𝓷𝓲𝓮𝓻 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓯𝓯𝓵𝓮 𝓭𝓮 𝓿𝓲𝓮"
(In my love story)
"𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓶𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
(In my love story)
"𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓶𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
the two then broke apart and started to dance once again.
(In my love story)
"𝓓𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓶𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
(My love story)
"𝓶𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
y/n leapt away from the flower man, while the flower man reached out but his feet were placed firmly on the ground, unable to move.
(A candle)
"𝓤𝓷𝓮 𝓫𝓸𝓾𝓰𝓲𝓮"
many glowing lotus flowers bloomed wherever she stepped, mixing with the spider lily's.
(Can light up the night)
"𝓟𝓮𝓾𝓽 𝓲𝓵𝓵𝓾𝓶𝓲𝓷𝓮𝓻 𝓵𝓪 𝓷𝓾𝓲𝓽"
the lotus flowers started to glow brighter, lighting up the area.
(A smile)
"𝓤𝓷 𝓼𝓸𝓾𝓻𝓲𝓻𝓮"
a small calm smile rested upon the females face while she danced around,
(Can build a whole empire)
"𝓟𝓮𝓾𝓽 𝓫â𝓽𝓲𝓻 𝓽𝓸𝓾𝓽 𝓾𝓷 𝓮𝓶𝓹𝓲𝓻𝓮"
the flowers started growing more and filling up the once empty forest like it was a plain white canvas waiting to be painted on.
(And there is you)
"𝓔𝓽 𝓲𝓵 𝔂 𝓪 𝓽𝓸𝓲"
the flower man grew out of the ground once again.
(And there is me)
"𝓔𝓽 𝓲𝓵 𝔂 𝓪 𝓶𝓸𝓲"
she walked on point, towards the flower man.
(And no one believes it)
"𝓔𝓽 𝓹𝓮𝓻𝓼𝓸𝓷𝓷𝓮 𝓷'𝔂 𝓬𝓻𝓸𝓲𝓽"
he grabbed her hand while she slowly turned away from him.
(But love makes a fool a king)
"𝓜𝓪𝓲𝓼 𝓵'𝓪𝓶𝓸𝓾𝓻 𝓯𝓪𝓲𝓽 𝓭'𝓾𝓷 𝓯𝓸𝓾 𝓾𝓷 𝓻𝓸𝓲"
he grabbed her arm back and she twirled into his hold, as he gripped her chin.
(And if you ignore me)
"𝓔𝓽 𝓼𝓲 𝓽𝓾 𝓶'𝓲𝓰𝓷𝓸𝓻𝓮𝓼"
she turned her head away.
(I will fight again and again)
"𝓙'𝓶𝓮 𝓫𝓪𝓽𝓽𝓻𝓪𝓲 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓮 𝓮𝓽 𝓮𝓷𝓬𝓸𝓻𝓮"
the two started dancing together again.
(It's your love story)
"𝓒'𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
she bent backwards while he held her, the moonlight only illuminating the two of them.
(It's your love story)
"𝓒'𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓽𝓪 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
(It's the story of a life)
"𝓒'𝓮𝓼𝓽 𝓵'𝓱𝓲𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓲𝓻𝓮 𝓭'𝓾𝓷𝓮 𝓿𝓲𝓮"
they broke apart and y/n started dancing away from the flower man.
(love story)
"𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
rustling was heard from a tree, but y/n paid it no mind.
(cries of joy)
"𝓓𝓮𝓼 𝓬𝓻𝓲𝓼 𝓭𝓮 𝓳𝓸𝓲𝓮"
two people looked from the tree in awe
(A few tears we're leaving)
"𝓠𝓾𝓮𝓵𝓺𝓾𝓮𝓼 𝓵𝓪𝓻𝓶𝓮𝓼 𝓸𝓷 𝓼'𝓮𝓷 𝓿𝓪"
they had been watching her for a while, and they were hypnotized, they way she danced so beautifully in the dead of night with no audience but them.
(We live in this love story)
"𝓞𝓷 𝓿𝓲𝓽 𝓭𝓪𝓷𝓼 𝓬𝓮𝓽𝓽𝓮 𝓵𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
they couldn't help but wonder, was she a demon, she didnt look like one and Urokodaki would have already killed her if she was, she did have powers but other than that she was so.......
human.
"𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
she sang ending her dance with her flower partner,
"𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂"
the flower man burst into petals once again
the wind carried the flowers around her while she stayed in a position till she finished singing.
"𝓛𝓸𝓿𝓮 𝓼𝓽𝓸𝓻𝔂~"
panting she sat down, her haori carefully folded and put in a bush.
the moonlight framed her face
and her chest greedily took in air
she calmly smiled at her flowers and sat in thought.
she managed to keep her total concentration on during her dancing and singing without even thinking about it and she was still currently doing it.
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Authors note:
ahhhhh it looks like shit
I couldn't be bothered but.
here.
the next chapter will be out either later on today or tomorrow.
date published: 10/07/2022