TITILE: Monsters
CHARACTER: Kokushibo
TYPE: Fluff + Angst + Platonic
REQUEST
*Gender neutral child reader*

"You're nothing but a monster, (Y/N)!" Screamed a woman retracting her hand away from the child. The woman stared down at the child with eyes full of disgust as they used their own hand to sooth the burning pain from their cheek. (Y/N) bit their tongue, trying to refrain from answering back or making a comment to the deranged woman. "Say something you ignorant child!" (Y/N) tilted their head to the side as they heard the wooden floors creak which was strange since there shouldnt be anyone else in the small minka. "(Y/N)!"

Another slap was heading towards (Y/N) but fortunately them they stepped back, the woman missed them by a few inches. The (H/C) child looked up at their so-called mother with annoyance, fed up at they abuse that they were receiving. All that they wanted was their mothers love. Was that too much to ask? "Enough," said (Y/N) in a small quiet voice. The hairs on (Y/N)s arms rose as they sensed the approaching danger that was exploring the home.

It was nearly pitch black in the home with only the moon and candles as a source of light. (Y/N)s eyes widened at the sight of a man with beautiful yet ominous plum red eyes, standing at the opening to the hallway of the minka. Despite, only being a child (Y/N) knew that whatever happened there was no use escaping, they wouldnt be able to escape from him. And (Y/N) was right in that thought.

In the blink of an eye (Y/N) mothers blood caked the walls. (Y/N) didnt have time to process before the man was in directly front of her. "Now what to do with you?" Hummed the man as he analysed (Y/N). "This should make for an interesting experiment..."

(E/C) eyes watched the crowds below as their legs dangled off the wooden rooftop, they used a single finger to count the multicoloured lanterns down below. "So pretty," hummed (Y/N) as they heard footsteps from behind, (Y/N) tilted their head to the side to see who the footsteps belong too. The (H/C) haired demon pushed themselves up from the wooden roof, turning around to face the new presence.

"I'll put you out of your misery demon," told the male demon slayer as he drew his blade. "First Form; Thunderclap and Flash!" Exclaimed the demon slayer as they rushed forward in a blinding speed towards (Y/N), intending to kill (Y/N). The young demon grasped a set of yo-yos in their hands, getting ready to use them on the demon slayer. "Blood Demon Art; Electric Yo-Yos." Sparks flew out of the yo-yo as (Y/N) swung them around to entrap the demon slayer.

(Y/N) smirked as the yo-yo string wrapped around the demon slayers leg, giving them a nasty electrical shock. The (H/C) haired demons nose twitched as the smell of burnt human flesh. "Monster!" Hissed the demon slayer in pain, (Y/N) frowned at his words.

A fuming (Y/N) appeared in front of the demon slayer. "Do you know how much electricity a human body can withstand?" The demon slayer didnt reply to the question. "Me neither lets find out shall we?" Giggled (Y/N), seeing no point in continuing this fight with the clearly inexperienced demon slayer. And so (Y/N) finished off the demon slayer, not before torturing him with different strengths of electrical currents.

(Y/N)s mood improved at the sight of her fellow demon. "Did I do good, Kokushibo-sama?" Asked (Y/N) as they finished eating one of the mans organs. They gave Kokushibo a small bloody smile as their (E/C) eyes glanced to the deceased demon slayers body. "What did he do?" Questioned Kokushibo, all of the upper moons eyes flickered to the dead demon slayers body. It was messier than (Y/N)s usual style.

"He called me a monster My own mother thought I was a monster. I mean she was right of course, but it still hurt." A large hand then went to pat (Y/N)s head and a pleased smile was brought onto (Y/N)s face. "Kokushibo-sama, may I have another head pat please?" Asked a hesitant (Y/N) to which Kokushibo obliged, giving the smaller demon another head pat.

"Muzan-sama has summoned us for a meeting," told Kokushibo as he allowed the younger demon to climb onto his back going all the way up to his shoulders. He made sure that (Y/N) was secured onto his shoulders before walking onwards. "Kokushibo-sama you have such soft hair," complimented (Y/N) as they ran a hand through a piece of Kokushibos hair. "Its such a pretty shade of red."

"Thank you, (Y/N)-san," said Kokushibo as he waited for Nakime to get them. "I wish you were my Onii-sama, Kokushibo-sama." (Y/N)s eyes widened at the little slip up. "I apologise for my slip up," told the (H/C) hair demon. "You may call me whatever you want," hummed Kokushibo, slight fondness in his eyes. It was such a strange yet human sight between the two demons.