24 Dec 2019
[When happiness ends, there’s always the smell of blood in the air.]
“This attack reeks of a Demon.” The stranger states, top lip curling with disgust.
And Tanjirou knows, can smell it permeating the wind around them, dripping from the gashes decorating flesh. It thrums with power that is beyond human comprehension, coy with a flicker of spice.
It reminds him of how he smells.
The AU where Demons and Humans are not as different as everyone might like to think. Tanjirou is something new altogether, and Giyuu isn't that sure what to do anymore.
The first kiss was an accident
The second was curiosity, so were 3, 4, 5 and 6
7 was goodbye
8 was to break
9 was for repair
10 was a welcome home
Getting punched square in the jaw was totally worth it when rubies pull the blue of Naruto’s eyes inward, consuming the sky under a bloody volcanic hue. Gleaming with sorrow, cruelty, revulsion and everything Sasuke’s ever known to call home.
Maybe if the fire in their bodies were to be set free, would the field be set aflame? Would they even feel the heat, smothered under the presence of each other?
Sakura will write herself into the history books on her own merit—the power she has belongs to no one but herself. They won’t know anything about her until she’s strong, and the only legacy she leaves will be the echoes of her power. She won’t settle down and have children, she won’t be content to fade into the background, she won’t, she won’t, she won’t.
Naruto is five when he’s taught to stand on water, six when he learns his first Uzumaki seal, seven when his name is added to the summoning scroll. He barrels far past his peers as he progresses. By the time he turns eight, he has the chakra and stamina to keep up with some adults.
It is then, when his time at the Academy begins, that he trips and it all shatters like glass.
There’s no point trying to compete with Itachi—a hushed part of Sasuke's soul has been hissing truths at him for years—following in the footsteps of Shinobi will end with his ruin. It shakes his resolve like fingers pulling the string of a bow taut, quivering his limbs with anticipation for the moment he snaps.
Under the pressure of the Nine Tails attack on the Leaf, Minato is forced to use an unfinished seal on his son. A couple months later, Sarutobi abruptly demands Jiraiya to return to the village in haste when the seal shows signs of breaking.
Young Naruto falls into the hands of Danzou, and the council demands him to train the boy into something of use. A soldier.
They never mentioned that he still had to be human.
It wasn’t the fact Yosuke felt the need to reassure them all that he’s straight and he likes girls at every opportunity that happens to present itself.
But rather the fact that he’s currently sitting on Souji’s lap, their lips interlocked and his eyes wrenched shut-
That gave Souji Seta the idea Yosuke might be a little in denial, and may need a helping hand.