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We need to talk about the potential of renkaza in the entertainment district. Like imagine, just visualize with me here, Kyojuro survives the battle with Akaza and after a couple of months with minor injuries and a brand new eye patch he sees his close friend uzui trying to kidnap the butterfly girls and is able to reason with him, knowing he is distressed about his wives disappearance and offers himself instead along with the original trio. (Therefore we get to see tanjiro and rengoku being like brothers in this au)

Uzui is like unsure but accepts that this might actually work despite rengoku being too old to be accepted as a courtesan (because they usually go for young girls to train so they can be indebted) yet when they put on his kimono and makeup Uzui is like OH SHIT-Kyojuro is fucking gorgeous.

They dont even get halfway down the first street before Kyojuro is crowded by many people begging for him to join their house. Despite being confused Kyojuro accepts with his boisterous enthusiasm. Uzui doesn't let him bring his sword (despite his friends glare) and he is lead to the Tokito house.

Meanwhile Akaza enters the red light district on orders by Muzan to check on Daki and Gyutaro. However he is caught up in a crowd of men who are all beneath a balcony in the Tokito house, as they all whisper about this mysterious new woman known as "Renka." Akaza is not interested in this until he hears that she has strange exotic hair, a vibrant hue of yellow and red. Suddenly Akaza is now interested to see this woman that reminds him of the hashira that was constantly thinking about ever since that battle months ago.

well you can imagine his surprise when the flame hashira himself walks out in the disguise of Renka.

Akaza is even more infatuated then before, and decides right then and then he is going to pay to meet him. He plans to not reveal who he is just yet so he hides in his human disguise and to make it more realistic he buys a snowflake pin as a gift (it subconsciously reminds him of his wife)

Uzui told Kyojuro to decline anyone who is willing to pay for his time but Akaza offers the house so much money they force him to accept. Kyojuro is silently cursing out his friend as he and this mysterious man go up to the rooms, unsure what to do.

Except nothing happens. The man who never says his name is polite and respectful, if only a little pushy by asking him many questions. All they do is talk that night and the man gives him a snowflake pin. In fact Kyojuro thinks him quite handsome, even with the three tattoo lines he has on his forearms.

However when he leaves before dawn, tanjiro alerts Kyojuro that man was a demon by using his super sense of smell. They notify Uzui and Kyojuro receives his sword but they do not think that the demon will go to the same house twice.

They are so wrong.

Akaza comes back the next night and pays for his time AGAIN. By then Tanjiro has left the house to meet with Inosuke and Zenitsu so he is the only slayer in the house. As soon as they get up to the rooms, to Akaza's surprise, pulls out his sword (that he hid in his kimono like the badass he is) and confronts him. Akaza then reveals who he's been the entire time.

Kyojuro knows he cant fight inside the house, or else the innocents can get hurt yet Akaza does not make a move. So instead Kyojuro demands him to tell him where Uzui's wives are. Akaza then informs him that he was not the one that took him, and that he does not attack woman ever. This confuses Kyojuro to no end, and even more so when Akaza tells him about Daki and Gyutaro telling them all their secrets.

They do not end up fighting, because soon they hear a loud explosion (Daki fighting Tanjiro) and Kyojuro is immediately in battle mode. But he is still stuck in an Oiran outfit that restricts his movement because of the shoes. So Akaza like the himbo he is picks up Kyojuro bridal style and launches him over to the site of the explosion. It goes as well as you expect;

Kyojuro: How am I going to get there in time? These clothes are no good for running in my breathing style.

Akaza: Dont worry I got you *Picks him up*

Kyojuro: You could have just taken my shoes off!!??

Now Tanjiro is wondering why the hell uppermoon three is carrying Kyojuro to him more then the fact that Kyojuro cuts the head off of Daki in a breeze a moment later. Uzui joins them, just to see Akaza run off. Kyojuro tells him not to pursue him because Gyutaro is going to show up any minute now.

The battle goes quicker with two hashira, except Kyojuro being informed that his blood art is poision, jumps in the way of Tengen to stop a poisonous blow that was meant for him. The rest of the battle goes exactly the same while Kyojuro is taken out of the picture. When Gyutaro is beheaded he gives one last ditch effort by using his blood art that nearly decimates the entire district. Like Nezuko to Tanjiro, Akaza who was watching the battle the entire time, uses his body to protect Kyojuro from the blast.

Uzui despite having his arm and eye destroyed wonders why the hell an uppermoon that nearly killed his best friend months before is clinging on to him so tightly. He nearly begins another brawl with him, until he realizes that Kyojuro has been poisoned and both begin a truce to figure out how to save him. It goes something like this;

Uzui: Hes going to die! We need to bring kocho here, or a doctor-

Akaza: Is there anything you can do?

Uzui: Do I look like a fucking doctor to you? How about you do something.

Akaza: I can turn him into a demon.

Uzui: I'm going to cut you into little bits you bastard-

Then Nezuko, always being the one to fix things (and carry the entire show) pops up and begins to burn him. Akaza nearly strangles the girl until he realizes its actually burning the poison out of him.

As soon as thats done, Uzui plays a little game of tug of war with Kyojuro as the rope since Akaza refuses to let go of him. Kyojuro wakes up in the middle of this wondering why his torso is in Akazas hand and why Uzui is gripping his legs.

Uzui: Let go of him!

Akaza: No you let go of him!

Kyojuro: I have an idea! How about you both let go of me

Finally free from their grips they are all very tense unsure who is going to attack first. Then, Akaza takes something out of his pocket; the snowflake pin that was torn out of his hair during the battle. He gives it to him, saying to keep it, before running away, just as the sunrise hits.

Uzui gawks at him as Kyojuro puts it back in his hair, and Tanjiro, Inosuke, Zenitsu and Uzui's wives wonder why a demon is courting the flame pillar. Kyojuro still oblivious, questions why his heart feels so fuzzy. Is it the effect of the poison? Either way, he is glad he went on this mission.

Update: I wrote a Fanfic

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mizading · 11 months

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Hey, hi, hello 🤗 As your requests are open, I would like to ask for a blurb featuring Douma taking the reader to witness a captivating fireworks display during a lively festival in the entertainment district!

Night of the Lights

Douma X Reader

Warnings: Fluff

Word Count: 1.8k

You awoke to the feeling of soft, warm sun rays hitting your face. It was a weekend—Saturday, to be exact. Muzan was kind enough to give Douma the day off so he could spend time with his love. Wanting to escape the sun, you turn your body to face Douma. You slightly open your eyes to get a glimpse of the man you fell in love with, only to be met with his smiling face. "Good morning sunshine," he said exuberantly, pulling your body closer. He rested his chin on top of your head and started to lightly run his nails over the surface of your back. "Good morning love," you said, nuzzling deeper into his body. His cold demon body contrasted well with your warm human one. "Since Muzan let me have the day off, I’m taking you somewhere later tonight." You could hear the slight excitement in his voice. "Where exactly?" you said, questioning his statement before. "It’s a secret." Douma let out a soft chuckle, knowing how curious you were. "I'd rather know now, but I don’t mind waiting until later tonight," you said, rolling your eyes. Douma, in return, simply placed a wet kiss on your forehead to keep you content.

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A couple of hours passed by; it was now sunset. You and Douma spent most of the day cuddling in each other's arms. You knew how hard he worked, so you attempted to keep the day as chill as possible. You both decided to get yourselves organized together for the mysterious event he had planned. Douma was the first one ready; he sat on you two’s shared bed, watching you finish up patiently. He admired every move of yours, down to the way your fingers smoothed wrinkles out of your clothing. In his eyes, everything about you was beyond perfection. If given the chance, Douma would spend the rest of his days studying you. "I’m almost ready baby; let me grab my shoes." You spoke in a hurry, making a little run to your shoe closet. You picked out shoes that fit your outfit and rushed out onto the shared bed where Douma was sitting. "Sorry to keep you waiting," you stated nervously as you began slipping your foot into the first shoe you grabbed. Douma suddenly got up and got on his knees in front of you. "Let me help you, love," he said, taking the shoe from your hands. "N-no, it’s okay, I got it." You spoke, backing up slightly. "Absolutely not; I insist so let me help you Y/N," Douma said as he grabbed your foot. His kind words made you relax a bit, "Thank you." Douma caressed your foot, placing a soft kiss on it in the process, before slipping your shoe on. He did the same for the other, then held his hand out to help you off the bed. Douma placed his hand on the small of your back to lead you out the door. Curiosity still burned inside of you due to not having a clue what he had planned.

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The walk there was taking longer than expected, and by now the sun was almost completely set. Your legs grew heavy from exhaustion. "Y/N, are you okay?" Douma said once he noticed your faltering pace. "I’m alright. Let's just continue moving." You said panting. Douma unexpectedly came to a complete stop and bent down at an angle. "Hop on; I’ll carry you on my back," he said in the same position. You were quite embarrassed by your human weakness, but you couldn’t help but get on. "I’m sorry for being weak," you said, looking down to hide your embarrassment. "Don’t be hard on yourself; this is what I'm here for, so let me help you. I don’t blame you at all; it’s a long walk, and I apologize for that." Douma didn’t express himself much due to his complications with his own emotions, but when he did, you could feel the love he had for you. Days like these, when Douma spoke his mind, were special. You have to admit that you sometimes doubt his love for you because of his lack of kind words. In this moment though, you felt as if you two were the only ones in the world. You loved Douma for who he was and were willing to work with him and his emotions. Douma kept a steady pace and held onto your legs tightly. You took the time to admire the dark, quiet forest in silence. You two felt no need to talk, as each other's presence was enough. Eventually, the feeling of his muscular body under yours lulled you to sleep.

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"Baby, we’re here," Douma said, rubbing your back softly. Your eyes fluttered open to the sight of bright colors saturating the area around you. Douma and you were in the entertainment district. It's a bustling city, easily recognizable to you. The smell of cigarettes mixed with perfume made your nose wrinkle. He had taken you to what seemed to be a festival within the district. You both walked through the city, prostitutes hitting on Douma on the way. The amount of attention he was receiving made you a bit uneasy. Douma noticed your change in mood and grabbed your hand tightly to both give the women a hint and make you feel better, of course. "Are we here for the festival?" you asked, still uneasy but confused. "Yes, I wanted to show you one of my favorite places from when I was a young demon." Douma yelled, trying to make himself heard through the loud chatter. There were games, performers, lights, prostitutes, gambling, and anything else you could wish for all in one place. The entertainment district didn’t have the best reputation; most people only went to sleep with multiple women at once while their wives and children were at home. It was no surprise that it was Douma’s favorite place in the past; you were well aware of his womanizer history.

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Despite the sin all around, you and Douma were only there for the festival. You gazed in awe as performers doing acrobatic moves passed by in groups. "Look, Douma!" you said excitedly, pointing. Douma loved to see you smile; anything that made you happy made him happy. He wrapped his large hands around your waist and rested his head on top of yours while you stood admiring the unique performers. Next, you ran over to the loads of shops, with Douma following closely behind. Anything that you showed even a slight interest in, Douma immediately bought for you. "This hair pin is pretty, right?" You said inspecting every angle of it. "I love it; it would look beautiful on you," he said. As soon as you put it down, he would pick it right back up to pay for it. Walking away from the shop, you feel Douma placing yet another pin into your hair. "You deserve it," he said with a large grin. By the end, your hair was covered in new pins, and Doumas arms were filled with bags.

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By now it was 10 p.m. You and Douma had been entertained doing whatever it was you felt like doing for hours. You were tired and just about ready to go home when Douma started to speak again. "You must be tired, but I have one last place to take you." You looked up at him with a confused face, "Another place?" He hummed in response, then swiftly picked you up. "I’ll carry you there; I promise it won’t take long." You nodded in response. Douma didn’t lie; the walk was short. Douma placed you down in front of a ladder on the side of a house. "Climb up; I’ll be behind you so you won’t fall." You looked at him for a moment with one brow raised. "So we’re going on top of a roof...?" Douma shushed you by turning your body around so you could start climbing. You could feel Douma’s body behind you as you climbed; you sometimes forgot how large he was compared to you. Once you both reached the top, Douma grabbed your hand and walked you towards the edge of the slanted roof. He sat down and placed you on his lap. "We’ll only have to wait a moment, love; it should happen any moment now," he said after placing a deep kiss on your cheek. You sat waiting patiently, looking up at the sky, for a few moments until you heard a loud crackle sound. The sudden, loud noise made you cave into Douma’s body further. "Relax, baby look" Douma said, pointing at the sky and wrapping his arms around your waist. Looking above, you saw the once-dark sky flash with beautiful colors. Each color made its own unique pattern in the sky. The sight took your breath away; each firework that lit up the sky made your eyes glitter. Everything in that moment was perfect, the feeling of Douma beneath your body, the fireworks in the sky, the cold air hitting your skin on the roof—all of it was absolutely perfect.

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Five minutes into the fireworks, you felt Douma’s gaze shift toward you. "Is anything wrong?" you said, looking up at him softly. "Nothing could ever be wrong when I’m with you; I’m just admiring what a beautiful woman I get to call mine." His shocking words made your cheeks turn a crimson color. Douma rarely said such things to you. "I’m deeply sorry for not having the capacity to correctly express my love for you all of the time," he said, frowning. "Douma… I feel your love through your actions every day; it’s more than enough." You said turning his head to face yours. Douma bit his cheek nervously, "Tonight I wanted to prove my love to you. I would live for you, kill for you, and die for you. From the moment I saw you, I knew I would spend the rest of whatever life I have with you. Not a single soul on this planet has been able to make me feel the things you make me feel. Y/N I love you with my whole existence; I love you more than the word love itself. My only regret in life is not finding you sooner. You complete me, and I will do anything it takes to be able to call you mine until the end of time and beyond." With tears in your eyes, you pulled Douma into a passionate and deep kiss. You wanted nothing more than to just feel him in the moment. The kiss lasted for what seemed like forever. "I’ll be yours for forever, Douma" you said, looking deeply into his eyes. "Let’s go home; I can tell that you're exhausted," Douma said once again, picking you up. Douma walked home with you asleep in his muscular arms. Since the night of the lights, neither one of you has had to question each other's love. Douma was yours, and you were his.

A/N: Thank you Doumadomo for the request, and your kind words on my last fic! I hope this meets your expectations. I enjoyed bringing your unique concept to life. I would also like to thank those of you who take the time to read my work. As always feel free to request, I’ll happily accept it.

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