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[All imma say is that you'll like this chapter ;)]

Genya had made his way down from the cliff, holding a hand over his wound at his side. When he came over across the field covered with morning dew, he saw everyone was smiling. That same energy radiated over to him and a grin crossed over his own face.

It was then that a great shadow covered the sun for a brief second. Everyone looked up and noticed the same dragon that helped them circled around and roared loudly. You looked up and smiled as you saw your friend coming back over safe and sound.

Tanjiro gasped slightly, Nezuko stared in wonder, the villagers began to scream loudly.

"D-Dragon?! DRAGON! DRAAAAGOOOON!"

"No no no guys it's okay!" You waved your hands around to get their attention. They seemed to stop and listen to you, you could still tell they were afraid.

"WHY?! IT'S A DRAGON!!"

Ayame landed in her dragon form, the ground shaking in response. She growled and let out a huff of air through her large nostrils.

Tanjiro watched in shock as you came forward. The dragon adjusted its gaze your way, a small grin grew on its face. The dragon leaned its head down right in front of you.

"Hey." You whispered. "You alright?"

Ayame brushed her nose against your figure, as if saying that she was okay. Nezuko helped Tanjiro walk over as he stared in disbelief as you pet her along the bridge of her nose.

You turned around and giggled slightly at Tanjiro's face as he couldn't believe what he was seeing. He even took his hands and rubbed his red orbs and blinked furiously.

"This is Ayame. She saved me in the last demon fight." You motioned.

"A—A dragon saved you?!" He asked.

"She's not really a dragon. It's her... demon art."

"She's a demon?!" One of the villagers asked.

You sighed slightly. "It's a long story. I'll explain later."

Ayame pulled away and a cloud of dust and purple began to grow and cloak her figure, eventually shrinking down to the height of a human.

When the dust cleared, Ayame stood there with her silver locks and outfit in tact. Her hat along with the veil cloaked over her face.

"Hey." She greeted while crossing her arms. "You guys can close your mouths you know?"

Tanjiro shook his head as well as the villagers and fixed their forms. "You— you can be in the sun too?"

"I have my hat and the veil." Ayame grabbed the end on her hat. "This veil is made of a special material that can block sunlight."

Wow... Tanjiro thought. Then out of the blue, Tanjiro felt his knees buckle on him as his figure then began to fall to the ground.

"Tanjiro!" You gasped, you didn't hesitate and caught him carefully.

"GAHHH HE FELL OVER?! DEAD?? IS HE DEAD?!"

"No, he's breathing. Just tired." You responded. You pushed yourself upwards from kneeling down to catch him. You yelped as a flash of pain coursed through your chest. You would've injured yourself more if Nezuko and Ayame hadn't caught the two of you.

Nezuko put her brother into a piggy back and Ayame did the same. Your eyes feeling heavy.

"Ayame I—" you tried to say until she hushed you.

"Don't talk, you've been through a lot." You slightly thanked her. As they began walking, you looked to your side to see Tanjiro in Nezuko's back. You stared at his face and analyzed his features. You missed them. You missed him and everyone so much.

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"Daddy's back?!" Yui asked excitedly.

Aoi nodded her head as she waved off the crow that had given everyone in the butterfly mansion the good and bad news. Yui was practically jumping up and down in her spot.

Kanao heard the news from the other room and rushed out along with Shinobu. "Back? They're back?!"

"Yes! He's coming right now!"

Yui wasted no time in running towards the door outside. She'd sent him that letter and she was so excited to be seeing him in person again. She hadn't been the same since you'd passed on, but Tanjiro was able to do the best he could to bring up her spirits. As well as Kanao, Aoi, and the others.

She came out and ran past the garden. Kanao followed behind to make sure Yui wouldn't fall, but to also have her slow down.

She eventually reached past the large fence and looked down the road. She saw Tanjiro who was being helped by Nezuko.

"N-Nezuko! You're in the sun!" Yui yelled.

"Hey Yui." Tanjiro slowly walked forward while Nezuko helped him walk. "It's a long story."

She looked behind and saw the Love Hashira, and another boy with a dark mohawk.

"Yui!" Mitsuri cheered as she saw the little bundle of joy. Yui saw how everyone was so cheery and excited for something. She raised a brow.

"Guys, what's going on?" She asked. Kanao finally reached Little Yui who was looking at everyone questionably. She noticed Mitsuri turning around and mouthing words to someone that she couldn't hear.

Mitsuri turned back to look at Yui with a gentle smile. A figure came forward that Yui had never thought she'd see.

Her eyes widened when she knew just who it was. She and Kanao gasped as she clapped a hand over her mouth. She couldn't believe who she was seeing. That same (h/c) hair, those same (e/c) eyes that she missed looking at. It was all too good to be true.

You knew that Yui was safe, but that didn't stop the tears that began to flood down your eyes again. Seeing Yui, Kanao, Mitsuri, Tanjiro, the people you cared about all together again. Guilt clouded your heart; you missed them so much.

"Yui..." you whispered to yourself.

"M-Mommy?!" Yui rubbed her eyes to make sure she wasn't dreaming, but that didn't stop the salty waterfalls that fell down her face.

You took a couple steps forward, and then Yui broke into a sprint. She wanted to be in your arms again. She missed your hugs all the time. She thought you were dead. They all did. But you were here, you were alive.

You fell to your knees and Yui crashed into you giving you a great bear hug. She hugged you tight and you did the same. Crying in each others arms.

"Mommy!" She wailed out. How long she's wanted to hug you back.

"I-I'm sorry! I'm sorry I didn't come back sooner!" You sobbed. "I missed you all so much! And I love you all! I'm never leaving you again."

Tanjiro felt his own tears forming. He waddled over with as much strength as possible and crashed down next to you. He then pulled all of you into a large embrace. Everyone was together again. You were back. They all were back together.

Kanao cried and cried in her spot. You really were alive and here, in front of her. In flesh and bone. Shinobu and some of the others came out to see what the commotion was, and what they saw, had brought more tears to all.

"We're all together now." Tanjiro stated as he held his most prized possessions in his arms. Nezuko walked over and hugged them back.

"T-Together..." she whispered with a big smile.

This day, I promise I won't ever leave them again. You thought. I don't care what it takes. I will keep them all safe no matter what.

"I love all of you." You whispered whilst crying. You said that over and over again.

And they loved every second of it. You looked up through blurry eyes and saw Kanao in just as much shock as everyone else.

"Kanao." You called her name through tears. You gently let go of the hug while Yui still held onto you. You stood in front of Kanao, watching those tears endlessly fall down her face.

Kanao couldn't believe you were here. The salty tears couldn't stop falling down her rosy cheeks.

"I am going to flip this coin and help you decide."

"Decide what?"

"Whether you should listen to your heart or not! If it's Heads, then you will listen to your heart!"

"Y/n... you're really here." She gasped. She began to sob in joy. You came over and wrapped your arms around her figure; making her heart beat quicker.

"I missed you Kanao. I missed all of you!" You sobbed back. You were so overfilled with joy. Being with the people you care about again. It felt like years since you'd seen them.

Shinobu watched from the side at the two of you hugging one another. She could see how much Kanao cared for you. You were like another sister to her. You brought joy to Kanao and brought a side of her out that she'd never seen from the young girl.

Y/n, the joy you bring to everyone... She thought as everyone hugged you as you continued to cry of joy.

It's a gift to all of us.

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Later on, night had descended upon the butterfly mansion. You along with Tanjiro were treated as there were bandages along your figures. You had taken medicines to help with the pain. Since they weren't super serious, you were able to stay together in your old room that you shared. Oh how you missed the room in which you could spend each night with him.

His warm embrace, being able to fall asleep to his gentle heart beat, how he'd stroke your hair softly with such care like it was the most delicate thing in the world.

You had come in and laid your back on the bed. You sighed to yourself. You had changed into a white, night kimono to sleep in. Your hair sprawled out beneath you as you smiled to yourself, closing your eyes and taking a deep breath.

It's so good to be back. You thought, looking over the bedroom with a gentle candle that lit the room lightly on the small dresser on the other side of the bedroom.

Your head turned to see Tanjiro standing in front of the dresser with a large mirror that reflected his body. The small scratches along his face from the fight were illuminated.

He reached down and began to unbutton his uniform shirt carefully. You watched as he did this in the dimly lit room. You propped yourself up on your elbows to watch as he went to take off his shirt.

He went to pull off the sleeves of the uniform when you noticed he winced slightly as he tried to get it off.

You swung your legs over the bed, seeing that he was in pain trying to take off his shirt. You adjusted your night kimono and trudged forward with your bare feet hitting against the wooden floor.

You came up behind him and helped him take off his shirt gently and slowly. His burgundy locks tossed with every movement as you helped him.

As you helped him take off his shirt, you felt your eyes slowly wonder over his body. It had been a long time since you'd seen him in his bare skin. Honestly, this was probably the first time you'd seen him completely shirtless.

You stared at his defined abs and the bandages that covered over his arms. A coupled of scratches here and there along his body.

You went and wrapped your arms ever so gently around his waist from behind as he stared at you through the mirror. Your chin rested against his right shoulder, the both of you staring at each other in silence. Admiring every detail upon one another's faces.

"Hey." You whispered. Giving a soft kiss on his shoulder. He grinned warmly and placed his arms over yours as you gently stroked his exposed skin.

His heart pounded against his chest as you embraced him from behind, yet the both of you were so relaxed and just enjoyed being in each others arms together again.

"Hey." He murmured back as if he'd wake something that wasn't even there. This moment felt so right. So mesmerizing to you. You were finally back together with the one you loved so dearly, after everything you've gone through. His soft gaze staring back at yours with the most amazing smile he'd given you. Your cheeks turned crimson red as you dug your face into the crevice of his neck to try and hide it.

He lightly chuckled at your cute gesture and rubbed his thumb along your wrist. "What?"

"Nothing." You muttered back.

"Are you sure, cherry blossom?" He asked. Your heart practically exploded at this point. Butterflies flying everywhere in your tummy. That nickname really got to you and caused you to turn an even darker red than before. You were worried he could sense you shaking in your spot with how flustered you were. He really used that nickname, god how he made you feel so vulnerable in moments like these. But this one was special, more so than the ones before.

He chuckled again at how much he was teasing you already. He couldn't help but adore your cuteness in this moment. You were tough on the battlefield, but when with him, you were like a blossom.

He took his right arm and rested his hand against your head as he leaned the side of his head against yours. How he loved your touch that he missed so much. He was addicted to you.

"I love you..." he whispered into your hair. "So much."

His scent filled your nostrils and made you weak on your knees. He smelled of pine needles and made your face warmer than ever. You had the courage to lift your head upwards a little to look up into his burgundy orbs that glowed in the candlelight. You missed looking into those eyes every night.

You leaned in and gently kissed his neck just under his jaw. It already felt like heaven. You wondered how you went so long without him during that time. You missed him so much. You longed for every part of him. He was yours, and nothing could change that.

The moment felt like pure bliss to him. Your soft and gentle lips that left marks along his neck and along his collar bone. His heart rate increased dramatically. How was he so lucky to have you with him. To have met you and be with you. Have you touch him gently as he craved your entire body.

He turned around as he snaked his hands around your neck. His calloused hands longed to touch your soft skin again. He longed for you, he thought he would never see you again. But here you were, right in flesh and bone.

His head leaned against your own as he could feel your breath travel along his neck. Making his mind go fuzzy. He stared into those eyes of yours that he couldn't get enough of.

He leaned in and claimed your lips eagerly. Moving in sync with your own. Your hands moved over his chest and along his abs, tracing every part of him. You wanted him with you forever. You wanted to stay like this forever and not worry about anything else.

His hands tangling into your (h/c) locks as he wanted to taste you. Your scent making him want to fall to his knees. He couldn't get enough of you.

"Tanjiro, I—" you whispered between kisses. Your sweet voice was just enough to make his heart beat quicker. He paused for a moment and cupped your cheeks.

"I'm sorry... I'm sorry I made you worry... I'm sorry for not coming sooner... I wanted to come back to you—"

"Shhhh." He hushed you and gently kissed your lips, taking your breath away. He pulled away and moved a strand of hair behind your ear. Your eyes becoming glossy again. His nose practically touching against your own.

"You don't need to apologize." He grinned. "You're already here with me, love."

You blinked away your tears and let out an exhale of relief. Your hand met it's way up to his face and caressed his cheek as you studied the face you missed for so long. You felt whole again. Like your life had meaning to it. You loved him so much.

Your lips met his own again as you both kissed each other so passionately. He missed every part of you, just as you did with him.

He moved forward while kissing your lips; causing you to move backwards, eventually leading up to the back of your legs meeting with the bed behind you. He leaned forward as your back arched slightly. He tilted your head back as he continued to give you long and loving kisses.

He used his tongue to try and enter your mouth, asking for your consent if he could. You willingly obliged and let his tongue caress your own. While that was happening, he continued to lean his body forward, eventually so much as to having your back rest against the covers of the bed.

Your back rested against the mattress. You both broke apart with a wet pop as he analyzed your figure whilst hovering over your body.

Your (h/l) (h/c) locks were sprawled out beneath you as they covered the sheets. Your delicate face making his heart soar. Your eyes sparkled lovingly with the candlelight producing an ethereal glow to your face and (e/c) orbs. Your white, night kimono slightly loosening at your right shoulder. Lightly exposing your soft skin.

He took his calloused hand and ran it along your face and down your neck. Then along your collar bone. Like he was looking over a piece of art and he didn't want to break it. You looked to have been perfectly crafted by angels.

"You're so beautiful." He whispered. Your face turned a bright red at his sweet comment. You were speechless at this point. He seemed less shy and more daring since last you saw him. You wondered what changed, but saying you didn't like the way he stared at you and said these sweet things would be a lie.

You found yourself staring at his shirtless figure. Analyzing every part of his upper body. You ran your hand along from his stomach up to his chest. Your touch made his skin crawl and given him goosebumps all over at the pleasure of your touch.

He came down and began to smother you with soft kisses along your jawline and spots along your neck. Some most likely leaving hickeys. Your palms found their way into his hair as you slightly gripped the strands of his burgundy hair.

You giggled lightly as he got a few of your sensitive spots. He smiled between kisses as his heart continued to explode like fireworks. He wanted to have every part of you again. This moment wasn't going to go to waste.

"I love you." You whimpered back to him. He went back up to your lips and kissed them passionately, as if trying to eat those very words with a sense of urgency.

"I know you do, cherry blossom." He whispered between the kiss.

"Where are you getting these names?" You asked while smiling like an idiot.

"I have my ways." Tanjiro smirked back. "Do you not like it?"

"No! Not at all, I— I like it." You grinned reassuringly and pecked his lips again. "Have you got more? I like it."

He chuckled, making your heart dance all over. He went down again to kiss along your neck all over. And each time he did so, he'd whisper a nickname for you in a seductive way.

"Cherry blossom... sweetheart... love... angel..." he could go on forever with names for you. Because you were his, and only his. He would do anything for you. His love for you was beyond compare. And the same went for you.

You slid your left leg up so your knee was directed up at the ceiling. You kimono falling to the side and exposing your bare skin. Tanjiro let his hand travel down over your chest and along your waist. His touch was like heaven to you. You couldn't get enough of him.

His lips parted from yours as his face hovered just inches from yours. His breath traveling down your face and made goosebumps travel all over your body. You rested your palm against his neck as yours and his eyes were half lidded.

"Touch me." You whispered delicately. "I want— you to touch me."

His heart leapt into a dance. For you to ask, no, you more like begged for him to touch you. You wanted him so desperately. His eyes slowly adjusted to your exposed leg, his hand slowly and gently moved to your leg. His hand traveled along your thigh, making your heart and soul scream.

As he did this, your left hand traveled towards his as you took your hand and interlocked your fingers with his own. Rubbing your thumb against his calloused hand. His eyes turned back to you with such love in them.

"I love you, Tanjiro." You mumbled, bring his hand to your face. You gently kissed his hand which made his own heart leap while his face remained so close to yours. "I love you so much."

He then smashed his lips back onto yours as his craving for you only worsened. Every part of you that he missed so dearly, after thinking you were gone forever, it's like the Gods had given him his life back. He thanked them internally.

He teasingly bit on your bottom lip, making you smile between his soft and warm kisses. He eventually went back down and dug his head into your neck. He embraced your body as close as possible to him. He didn't want to make you cold, so he'd give you all of his warmth.

"I love you... so much." You whimpered. You felt him grin as he kissed your neckline softly and passionately.

"I love you too, my Cherry Blossom."

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