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By YourFellowChristian

Daki laughed despite two demon slayers trying to threaten her. She sent a huge wave of her sashes all over the place.

Your eyes widened at this. The whole place is gonna collapse!

You leapt out of the way and dodged each of them in the nick of time, and also slicing them clean off into two bloody sashes. You glanced back at Uzui, Tanjiro, and Zenitsu who was along with them.

Be safe... please.

"HAHA! DIE YOU UGLY BRATS!"

The sashes were mixed with the blood sickles from her demon brother. You did flips and all kinds of acrobatic stunts to keep the sashes and sickles from touching you. Inosuke was doing the same as he dove through and out in all kinds of ways to keep from getting hit.

"WHAT IS WITH THESE THINGS?! THE SASHES AND SICKLES ARE ALL OVER THE PLACE!" Inosuke yelled. "THE THOUGHT OF EVEN TOUCHING THEM, KNOWING I COULD DIE, MAKES MY SKIN TINGLE!"

"I KNOW JUST HANG IN THERE! I'LL THINK OF SOMETHING!" You screamed out while slashing two sashes at the same time.

Tanjiro, Zenitsu, and Uzui were fighting below as well and dodging and cutting everything that was a threat to themselves. Gyuutarou smirked to himself, his soul filling with pride for himself as they all struggled.

That was until something that rained down caught his eye, he turned around slightly as Uzui had then gone after him. He raised a curious brow. Little blades that were pitch black flooded their way towards him down below.

What's with the kunai? He thought. It would be a pain to deal with these and a Hashira at the same time. Not to mention the other lolly demon slayers along with him. I could just let them hit me—

Hang on... His brain noticed one peculiar thing about the whole thing here. Why are they forcing a pointless attack right now?

"Blood Demon Art; Rampant Arches of Evil!" A huge dome of the sickles covered his body all around himself. There must have been a reason as to why the attack back there was so useless, especially if a Hashira were present and fighting.

Uzui took this as his chance to lunge forward and go for the kill. Upon charging forward, however, the kunai blades pierced his skin along his arms and face in different places.

I see... Gyuutarou realized. He was an official shinobi, not a swordsman. His senses are completely different compared to all the others. He threw his sickle sideways to his right at the Sound Hashira. He anticipated the attack and ducked quickly. A kunai knife had found its way down and jabbed into the left side of Gyuutarou's neck.

My legs aren't regenerating... I knew this must've been laced with something. Probably something extracted from wisteria flowers. Dammit!

Tanjiro and Uzui took this as their chance to attack and went in for the kill.

The sword is so close, so very close.

Before Tanjiro's blade could even touch the surface of the demon's skin, his leg immediately grew another one. Brand new like nothing happened.

Uzui stared in shock. The poison wore off already?!

"Man, the poison actually managed to work!" Gyuutarou exclaimed. "But not well enough!"

He then widely spread his arms out and shouted his demon art. Waves of blood sickles floated around his arms like tornados. Tanjiro held back one of them with his sword. That was until Uzui used his left foot to kick Tanjiro back.

"Sound Breathing; Forth Form; Death Knells of Avici!"

Huge explosions erupted throughout the area. He waved his swords all around the area to hit the demon at least once.

When it all had vanished, he noticed that the demon was gone.

He vanished?! Uzui looked over and noticed his wife was upon the roof. Her dark hair flowed in the wind behind her as she was sweating greatly. He called out to her by yelling her name, but was cut off by her own voice.

"Don't mind me! Find the demon..."

A cold palm shut her mouth by covering it. She looked over in surprise and saw the same demon her husband was fighting not moments ago. His bright and gruesome eye glowered down into her soft lavender orbs the shed fear.

"You did quite a number on me, man. And I do mind you, by the way."

"HINATSURUUUU!!"

Shit! The sashes are in the way! He noticed as they all came crashing down from the sister.

Tanjiro noticed from up above. Move! Move!! MOVE!!! She's in trouble! Move your body! I can't stand being protected all the time. At least be useful! Think! I have no stamina to plant my feet! Think of something! Anything!! The best thing I can do now is...

The fear was evident in the eyes of Hinatsuru. Although it soon faded when someone had caught her and moved her away. Tanjiro had used both of the breathing styles he knew and combined them. Water stretched all over with strokes of flames that seemed to dance along with the water. Like the two were equally alive and part of one another.

He landed onto the roof and coughed horrendously.

I... I did it... I did it!

I mixed both breathing forms together. By doing so, my attack power becomes stronger than before with just water alone. And I can move for longer periods of time than when I'm using one of them alone. I bet every swordsman has done the same thing when facing a demon. They altered their moves and thought everything out perfectly. That's how the breaths diverged from one another and how they increased in number. No matter what form you change it to, make it lighter. That's the fighting style that Urokodaki taught me and her. Even if I can't use the breath of water like Tomioka-San, I won't waste the tings Urokodaki had taught me!

Tanjiro deflected another incoming blow from Gyuutarou. Before another attack could be attempted, Uzui came up from behind with his blade inches away from Gyuutarou's neck.

"I AM IN DEBT TO YOU, TANJIRO KAMADO!"

From the other side of the fight, Inosuke and Y/n kept on dodging and cutting the sashes left to right all over.

"AWWW COME ON!!! THE GUYS OVER THERE ARE SO CLOSE TO CHOPPING THE DEMON'S HEAD OFF! AGHHH DAMMIT! WE HAVE TO CUT OFF BOTH THEIR HEADS TO BEAT THEM!" Inosuke yelled out as he cut more of them.

"Inosuke calm down!" You shouted back. "We don't need to cut off both heads at the same time! We can just make it so the two demon heads aren't connected. We'll continue to press on the attack even if they cut off his head first!"

Inosuke looked at you in awe at your words.

"You— You're words... they're so cool! No wonder Monjiro likes you!"

You chuckled to yourself and dodged another.

Gyuutarou, with the other four demon slayers, smirked to himself and held the swords from grazing his neck even the slightest. "There's no way you'll cut off my head."

Tanjiro tried to move his blade, but it seemed to be stuck in place. As if it were frozen in place and kept from slicing the neck. Another blade came forward and was met with piercing itself into the demon's mouth. Gyuutarou held the blade tightly with his teeth to keep it from going any further.

The demon smirked once more at the two.

This attack again...!

"Kamado!! Brace yourself!!"

That same tornado sickle attack was used and he blew himself off along with Uzui still with his swords attached to the demon's body. Hinatsuru and Tanjiro backed away and crashed into the roof, Tanjiro shouting for Uzui. He then noticed something coming from all sides.

"WATCH OUT!!"

He then gasped in surprise as one of the magenta sashes had been cut off in the nick of time by your bright, lavender-glowing sword. A trail of purple auras and bright white lights trailed along your blade.

"Y/n!" He cried out. He also saw his other friend along with her. "Inosuke!"

"WE'RE BEING FORCED TO CHANGE OUR PLANS!! WE CAN'T GET TO MAGGOT GIRL AT ALL! US FOUR HAVE TO LEAVE MANTIS DEMON TO THE OLD GUY!" Inosuke informed.

"And this one is weaker than the other! Let's get the girl first. Tanjiro, can you still move?" You asked full of concern for his well-being. He looked down at the ruckus of the demon and the Hashira.

"I can! But Uzui-san's been poisoned, so he's in danger! We have to end this as soon as possible!" A huge blood sickle came his way and tried to attack him. Tanjiro reacted quickly and deflected it away.

"Don't worry about me! I'll hide myself! Just focus on winning," Hinatsuru yelled to Tanjiro and then to all four of you. "Each of you."

Daki chortled again. "AHAHAHAA!! YOUR MOVEMENTS ARE GETTING DULLER AND DULLER BY THE SECOND! WHO SHOULD I CRUSH FIRST?! PERHAPS THE CHECKERED BOY? OR THE PRETTY GIRL? WHO KNOWS?! ALL OF YOU LOOK DELICIOUS!"

They all rushed forward. "The demon's neck is too soft to cut! We have to either go the right speed, or get her head from multiple directions!" Zenitsu mentioned dashing forward with everyone else.

Inosuke analyzed Daki from a distance and thought to himself. The sashes are headed for Gonpachiro and M/p/n. They're relaxing a bit... just a teensy bit. That's what I feel! Think of it that way!

"IF WE TAKE THE MULTIPLE DIRECTION OPTION, LEAVE IT TO MY AMAZING DUAL WIELDING SKILLS, DAMMIT! THE FOUR OF US CAN BEAT THIS GIIIIIIIIRL!! AHAHHAHAHA!"

"Okay!" Tanjiro agreed. "Zenitsu, protect Inosuke!"

"Okay!"

"Beast Breathing; Eighth Fang; Pig Assult!"

"Water Breathing; Third Form; Beating Tide!"

"Thunder Breathing; First Form; Thunderclap-Flash: Eighthfold!"

"Galactic Breathing; Sixth Form; Galaxy's Whirlpool!"

Galactic Breathing; Sixth Form; Galaxy's Whirlpool

The user fiercely twists their upper and lower body, creating a whirlpool of air that cuts anything caught in it. It's effect can be enhanced underwater, where the user can draw water around their weapon to enhance their slashes. Also, the user can draw air around their weapon to enhance their slashes need to use the Breath of Space towards their opponent. In addition, their ally's have no injury inflicted upon them.

Oh damn! This guy isn't even focused on defense! He's just charging forward! Daki thought as all of her sashes with cut to shreds. She gasped as both of Inosuke's blades came down to her neck. She blocked them with both her arms, however, all in vein.

"This ends now." Inosuke affirmed. He then began to use his blades and saw their way down to the core of the neck.

There's no way he can cut my head! No way! Not with those pieces of shit!

"Beast Breathing; Sixth Fang; Jagged Gnaw!!"

And with that, both of his swept through her neck and decapitated her head from the body. She gasped in shock at this.

Both you and Tanjiro smiled in amazement and relief that this had worked. "You did it, Inosuke!"

He quickly grabbed the head and held it tightly.

"HEAD! THE HEAD! NOW TAKE IT FAR AWAY SO THEY CAN'T PUT IT BACK ON!!"

__________

A/n:

Hello my lovely little angels! Hope you all are living your best lives!
I just want to apologize for not updating a whole lot as of late. I've been busy with personal things going on, not to mention a writers block which I ABSOLUTELY HATE!!

*cough cough* Ahem... anyways, I am also working on books that I plan to publish in the future. Hope you all will be up for that. (Although it may take a very long time with how I am :P)

I also need your help on my MHA story for one of the character endings. Iida is the one and I can't seem to think of an ending. Can you all help me out with that? I'd be much obliged to you. (If one of your ideas aren't used don't take offense to it.)

I think that's all I really had to say.

Again, sorry for such long waits on chapters. And any grammar mistakes.

Stay safe and healthy!

Love you all!

God bless each and everyone of you!

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