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“APGOEIBPOI.”
“...Did you just fucking glitch in real life what the fuck?” Megan asked, looking at Gary bewildered. “I’m so bored.” He moaned, burying himself deeper into the couch. “You know what my advice is.” Megan deadpanned. “Yeah, yeah. I’ll start.” Gary groaned, pulling himself up.
“FUCK!” Akaza shouted, just managing to pull a punch before it went right through Daki’s head. “WHAT THE FUCK!” Daki shrieked, looking terrified. “WHY WOULD YOU TELEPORT ME IN THE MIDDLE OF A FIGHT?” Both Sanemi and Akaza yelled at Gary, who chuckled.
The room was full with the Hashiras, Kamaboko squad, the rest of the demon slayers and Kokushibo, Douma, Akaza, Nakime, Gyokko, Gyutaro & Daki and Muzan. (The ogs yknow)
Nakime sighed as the rest of the Uppermoons (apart from 1, 2 and 3) burst into chatter, getting into fighting positions. Muzan looked bewildered for once. Akaza, Douma and Kokushibo all just sighed.
“Calm down everybody!” Gary said, popping up from his little ledge where he over saw chaos. “I’m Gary bla bla bla, ruler of multiverses, I brought you guys here to react to something!” He exclaimed, looking excited. Zenitsu just groaned, looking annoyed as hell. “What happened, Monitsu?!” Inosuke yelled. Zenitsu didn’t even flinch, already used to his friend (nearly boyfriend. Kanao and Nezuko just had to nudge them a little more).
“Does…Does he not know your name?” Kokushibo asked. “I have no idea.” Tanjiro said tiredly.
“Can we just get this over and done with?” Sanemi groaned, flopping himself next to Giyuu. Muichiro did the same, followed by the other hashiras, all either tossing (Tengen) or sitting (Shinobu) onto a couch. The other uppermoons hesitantly followed, as did Muzan. The Demon Slayer corps did the same, everybody scattered across the theater. “Let’s start!” Gary yelled.
My Blaze
“Weird ass name.” Akaza commented. “We haven’t even gotten to the story!” Rengoku said. “Sorry for commenting on an odd as fuck name.” Akaza huffed, looking annoyed.
Contrary to the popular belief, Upper moon 1, 2 and 3 were not enemies.
“Oh this is about Lord Kokushibo, Lord Douma and Lord Akaza?” Daki asked. Gary nodded. “Great.” Tengen said, flopping more onto the couch. “Maybe it’ll be interesting!” Mitsuri said hopefully. “Don’t get your hopes up.” Muzan said. Everyone looked at him in either disgust or surprise. “What? I’m tired and I can’t use my fucking powers here. Excuse me for not having a fucking filter.” He snarled, making several of the Demon Slayers hurriedly turn back towards the screen.
They were actually best friends.
“Fuck… My reputation.” Akaza said mournfully. “Awww.” Gyokko said in his creepy ass voice. (Anybody else think his first design would have been so much better? Search up his first design)
If you could ask the shortest of the trio, Akaza, he would blatantly refute the allegations, claiming that he would rather die than live such a blasphemy.
“Pfft. Shortest one.” Tengen said. “You wanna die?” Akaza threatened. “Sorry.” Tengen mocked. Akaza’s eyes twitched.
In his own words, “ I’d rather call on the Master’s name than be friends with that fiend Douma and Kokushibo is nothing but a stuck up old man who takes a million years to finish just one sentence. “
“I mean…He’s not wrong.” Daki said hesitantly. Muzan bristled, ready to defend them but Akaza just shook his head, looking amused.
However, he had killed every single demon who had dared mutter a word against the 2.
“And he just lets you?” Muichiro asked, pointing at Muzan. “Hey, if they’re dumb enough to say something like that, then they should be killed.” Muzan said. “As long as they’re not uppermoons.” Akaza, Douma and Kokushibo all said monotonously. It was clear that, although Muzan allowed the trio to kill any demons, he had drawn the line at the uppermoons.
Douma on the other hand would take any opportunity given to gush about his two best friends, Cheesecake and Kokopuffs. He claims that there’s no other trio in the world that could rival theirs.
Silence. “CHEESECAKE??” Tengen wheezed, looking absolutely delighted. “KOKOPUFFS!” Rengoku countered, laughing hysterically. Akaza blushed, looking like he was about to murder someone.
“Douma.” He said quietly. “Cheesecake, we can talk about this-” Douma yelped as he quickly moved out of the way of a punch hard enough to take off his head. Kokushibo stepped in and picked up Akaza from under the armpits and held him there.
Instead of thrashing around like most expected him too, Akaza went limp, looking annoyed. Douma cackled, darting forward and pinching his cheeks. His eye twitched and that was the only warning before Douma was sent flying through the theatre. Kokushibo only sighed, looking suitably annoyed at his friends.
“ We always have the best sleepovers. Did you know that despite his speaking disorder, Kokopuffs is actually a really good singer ? And Cheesecake makes the best barbecue ever? Yes demons can eat human food, it’s just that they need to consume humans to actually get their nutrition. You should try women’s toes though . God they are crunchy and when dipped in peanut butter, Heaven “ he sighed dreamily.
Everyone stared at Douma, looking all grossed out. Akaza wrinkled his nose and scoots more towards Kokushibo, basically curling into his side. Kokushibo took no offence, just placing an arm gently around Akaza, who still looked like he was about to tear Douma apart. Shinobu’s smile faltered slightly, revealing a dark cold anger that only Zenitsu seemed to notice.
Zenitsu shivered, leaning more towards Tanjiro in his effort to get away from her ringing cold anger. Tanjiro shifted slightly so that Zenitsu was leaning on his shoulder and sandwiched between himself and Inosuke.
Kokushibo , who is the oldest of the three and actually the quietest of them all, is more of the big brother of the trio. He tends to every single one of their whims and he’s the only person who could separate his younger counterparts when they brawl in exception of their Master of course.
“Really?” Nakime said, looking skeptical under her hair. “Surprisingly, considering the pair argue constantly.” Daki confirmed, having witnessed something like that.
The said Master doesn’t have that much problem with their close friendship. “ As long as they keep on looking for the blue spider Lily”. He would say. All the other demons knew not to mess with them. Only those who have a death wish do so.
“Also true.” Akaza confirmed. Douma nodded.
They were currently chilling at Douma’s palace, as it was one of their sleepover night and were putting on matching pajamas which were surprisingly bought by Akaza .
A shriek echoed through the theatre. Everyone turned to stare at Douma who was currently shaking Akaza by the shoulders. Akaza, who looked vaguely threatened, was lying limply. “Why isn’t he trying to punch Douma?” Rengoku asked. “This has happened before. Douma doesn’t let him go until he is satisfied with his shaking.” Kokushibo explained. The rest of the upper moons looked weirded out themselves. This has obviously never happened in their vicinity.
Muzan just looked entertained.
“ It was a mistake okay. I just accidentally bought 3 sets of the same pajama and coincidentally the other 2 sizes fitted them” he huffed, his ears tinged pink with embarrassment. “ Douma had been ecstatic when Akaza lovingly threw the pajamas at him. He had let out an ear screeching squeal when he realized that they were all matching .
“My poor eardrums.” Akaza mourned, looking annoyed. Shinobu snorted.
Right now, adorning his new PJs , he was busy snacking on his favorite dipped toes . With every single ingested toe, he moaned obscenely, slowly moving towards Akaza who was annoyed by the disgusting display.
“Ew.” Muichiro said, looking disgusted. Zenitsu made a gagging sound. Douma fucking giggled and Akaza punched his jaw right off.
“ OH Goddddd!” he now moaned directly in Akaza’s ear who hit his head with a fist, dislocating his jaw.
“ Stop it Douma!” he growled at him and the said demon freaking giggled.
“ Aww, you’re no fun” Douma moved away from him begrudgingly .
“ You know very well that I do not touch, kill, eat or fight women . Why would moan in my ear while snacking on a woman’s body part.” He asked, feeling his barely there patience at the brink of snapping.
“You don’t kill women?” Mitsuri squealed out. Akaza nodded, looking slightly worried as she squealed again. “And he just lets you get away with that?” Tanjiro asked, pointing at Muzan.
“I don’t really care. He has his morals and what not and I’ll let him. I”m not that much of a dictator.” Muzan asked with offence. Zenitsu just raised an eyebrow, eyes drifting to Nezuko and Tanjiro.
“ But women taste the best . They have this unique flavor that tickles my inner taste buds. You should definitely try them once Cheesecake. I swear you’ll regret all those years you wasted on feeding on men only.” He remarked.
Akaza chose to ignore as he went on ranting about the benefits of eating women which Akaza was NOT interested in. His ramblings were fortunately interrupted by their master materializing in front of them.
“He rants about the benefits of eating women often?” Obanai asked. “Unfortunately.” Kokushibo said. “You love my rants.” Douma whined. “We don’t.” The pair said, annoyed.
”I see that you’re having one of your sleepovers” he said, as he literally plopped himself on one of the tatama mats . Muzan knew about these sleepovers of course. He has nothing against them. It's not like he's as malicious as he’s painted to be. People just love to exaggerate for no apparent reason.
Every single demon slayer, including Kagaya, turned around and stared at him. “I’m not!” He defended himself. “You kinda are.” Akaza said. The slayers froze, sure they were about to see Upper Moon 3 die or at the very least injured. “I’m not to the demons I like or favour.” Muzan corrected. Akaza nodded. The rest of the Upper Moons only sighed, knowing something the rest of the slayers didn’t
” I apologize though for ruining your night. Akaza, I have an assignment for you that needs to be attended pronto.”
“Did-Did the fucking Muzan Kibutsuji just say pronto?” Sanemi asked in disbelief. “You have ears.” Muichiro said dryly. “No but I’m also in shock.” Giyuu said.
” Yes master ?” the smaller man tilted his head in question .
Said master internally squealed at the cute gesture. It was not a secret that Upper moon 3 was his favorite .
He was more of his son and he was so adorable.
“You have favourite demons?” Tengen asked. “He doesn’t keep it a secret. It’s pretty obvious Akaza’s his favourite.” Gyutaro said, Gyokko nodding behind him. “How?” Aoi asked. “He doesn’t get the life threatening missions.” Nakime said quietly. “Neither do you.” Akaza pointed out. “True.” Nakime nodded.
“Why is he your favourite?” Shinobu asked. “He just is.” Muzan deflected. When she turned to Akaza, he shrugged. “I have no idea either.” He said.
The demon in question was surprised at his master asking him to do something else other than looking for the lily. His sole purpose has always been to look for the blue spider Lily which if he could tell between you and him, was definitely a fantasy in his master’s mind.
” I need you to go to the Mugen train and assist lower moon one. There are demon slayers there and I need you to eliminate them all, especially the hanafuda earrings brat. Bring me the damn earrings too. “ The man then left just like he appeared.
Tanjiro touched his earring, looking slightly worried. “Does-Does he survive?” Zenitsu asked, stuttering. “Yes.” Gary said. Everybody relaxed. “What would happen if you don’t do something ordered of you?” Rengoku asked Akaza. “What does happen to me?” Akaza directed the question to Muzan. “...I won’t kill you. Or injure you. I don’t actually know.” Muzan said after a pause. “YOU’D INJURE ME IF YOU GAVE ME THAT MISSION AND I FAILED!” Daki wailed. “That’s because you’re his least favourite. He wouldn’t hurt me, Akaza or Douma if we somehow failed the mission.” Kokushibo said blankly.
” Of course Master”.
” Ugh, these pests. They ruined our sleepover. That Enmu is useless. Here I thought the master has killed all lower moons “ Douma complained, pouting.
“I really should kill him when we get back.” Muzan muttered. “Please do. He’s creepy, weird and makes way too many sexual innuendo for my liking.” Akaza said, shuddering. “I’ll do it when we get back.” Muzan nodded to himself. “Pushover.” Kokushibo murmured. He only rolled his eyes.
” I’m sorry guys but I’ll have to go right now. “ He said apologetically, standing up to change back into his signature outfit, a pink vest and white puffy pants.
” Akaza!” Kokushibo, who’s been silent all along, called out .
”Kill him “ he said, voice full of hidden anger .
Everyone knew not to interrupt their meetings. ” Don’t worry Cocoa, I’ll definitely kill him” he vowed.
No one ( except their master) should get the nerve to interrupt their bonding time.
”Nakime!”
the biwa string rung and he vanished.
_-_
It seems like Akaza came here for nothing after all.
“Oh?” Shinobu asked. “The lower moon is probably already dead.” Gyomei said. (His character is so hard to write omgs)
The lower moon was already dead. The train was in ruins, now off it's tracks.
Good riddance he thought in his head.
Now he can fully concentrate on whoever the beacon of fighting spirit belonged to. The way it shone, dazzling and beckoning Akaza towards it was unlike any he encountered before. It was reminiscent of a born fire, flames blazing that he wondered if he could feel it’s heat if he drew closer.
He walked a bit closer to the train carnage and what he saw made his blood sing.
There looming over an injured brat was the incarnation of fire.
Red tipped blonde hair, half tied up in a pony tail, half flowing down his shoulders, adorning a haori that matched his fiery appearance. The icing on the cake was his fighting spirit. Up close, it was even more enthralling. Utter perfection for a mere human .
“Me?” Rengoku said, pointing to himself. “That’s not me.” Akaza said, looking mortified. “Looks like someone has a little crushhh.” Douma dragged on crush, looking excited. “That still isn’t me!” Akaza said. “It’s future you.” Kokushibo pointed out. “I thought you were on my side.” He looked betrayed. “Pointing out the obvious.”
God Akaza was itching to see how bright it would get when fighting him. And for that to happen, the man has to notice his presence.
With a smirk on his face, Akaza let out his demonic aura in all it’s glory. He saw the brat stiffen and the man shifting a bit in his direction but his stance was protective of the brat.
No!
He will not have a weakling get in between him and his Blaze.
Never!
“Akazaaa.” Douma said. “I will punt a bitch.” He snarled, making Douma laugh.
Opting to eliminate the distraction, he launched at the brat and of course Blaze reacted beautifully.
Flames bloomed from his sword and spicily sliced Akaza from his palm to his elbow. The cut was sweeter than even marechi blood.
He jumped a few meters from the man, finally getting a face to match to the perfection and Oh My God.
This man was breathtaking.
Heart shaped face, thick black eyebrows, orange rimmed red irises, cute little pointy nose and rose tinted lips. He was ethereal .
He made a show of licking his arm like a kitten as it the flesh knotted itself leaving behind nothing to show it had just been cut.
” That’s a nice katana you have” he purred, as he continued drinking in the looks of the man he was sure was going to give him probably the best fight of his life
“Akaza, if you like men you could just tell us.” Muzan said, looking amused. “THAT ISN’T ME!” Akaza yelled before burying his red face into a pillow. “It’s future you!” Douma cackled. “Also, I like both. I think.” Akaza said before face planting back into his pillow. “I’m flattered.” Rengoku smiled. Akaza made a little dying sound. “Just kill me now.” He said.
“Is this really how the upper moons and demon king act?” Obanai said, watching as the rest of the upper moons as well as Muzan teased a horrified and flustered Akaza. “Seems so. They seem nice.” Mitsuri commented, making all the hashiras stare at her. “They kill humans!” Sanemi snarled quietly. “Yeah but when they don’t they seem really nice.” She said. “Maybe I could convince them to stop. Or at least make a truce.” Kagaya murmured to Amane, who nodded. “I trust you.” she said loyally, smiling at him. “I trust you too.” He murmured back, smiling.
“Just before you all go, I’m going to show you a conversation between the trio.” Gary said, laughing slightly.
It was clearly a hang out, with Muzan lying on a mat, Kokushibo sitting on top of his futon and Akaza leaning on the futon, allowing Koku to gently pat his head. Douma was currently pacing around, grinning wide. “You’ve all heard of an elf on a shelf.” Douma started, grabbing a pot.
“What are you planning on doing?” Shinobu. Akaza looked pissed.
“Now get ready for- A pot on a thot.” Silence. Kokushibo and MUzan all stared as Douma placed the pot on Akaza’s head.
5 seconds later, Kokushibo and MUzan both bursted out laughing, cackling. Akaza’s eye twitched. “Get ready for a bitch in a ditch because that’s where they’re going to find your body you little fucking-”
The video cut out when Kokushibo, still laughing, grabbed Akaza from underneath his armpits and lifted him up mid screech. Douma and Muzan were both on the floor, cackling
“You brave soul.” Gyomei said. Akaza, who had nobody to grab onto him this time, leapt like a fucking sugar glider right onto Douma, bringing them both down.
“I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YO-”
The theatre was suddenly silent. Gary smiled from his perch, looking delighted at the chaos he just brought as he sent everybody away.
“I didn’t think you'd add the last bit.” Megan commented. “I was bored.” Gary shrugged, smiling.