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a surprise reunion | tanjiro & giyuu

It was comical the way their initial reactions seemed to match up, even their slow blinking was synchronized. Though once it registered, Tanjiro’s surprise turned to excitement. Surely, he would have picked up on Tomioka’s scent nonetheless. 

“Tomioka-san!” Tanjiro was quick to close the distance between them all the while maintaining an appropriate space apart. 

Giyuu Tomioka, the water Hashira, looked identical to that time. Tanjiro also resembled himself at fifteen years when he had become a full fledged member of the Demon Slayer Corps. From his understanding, heroic spirits maintained the form where they had either performed their heroic deeds or in their prime. “What a coincidence!” Tanjiro’s deep red eyes twinkled as he took in the sight of the long haired male in his mismatched haori. 

“Nezuko is here too! We were summoned together! I’m sure she would be really happy to see you as well!” 

Tanjiro’s joy was practically palpable. “This is nostalgic. I wondered if we would run into anyone familiar here. Can’t say I’m surprised that someone like you ended up as a heroic spirit. Have you found a Master?”

As usual, the boy seemed to have boundless amounts of energy, but there was a part of Giyuu who was glad he could still smile so brightly, still be so kind after everything that had happened. In a way, it was almost like nothing had changed at all, like he could simply close his eyes and pretend this modern city didn’t exist--but these times were at least somewhat more peaceful. He supposed he should be grateful for that. He couldn’t deny there was definitely something comforting about seeing a familiar face though as Tanjiro drew closer.

“I see,” he murmured. “That makes sense.” The two had been inseparable from the moment he’d met them, from the moment he decided to take a chance on that faith of Tanjiro’s. It hadn’t been for nothing, and though it didn’t ever really show...he was glad he’d made that choice that day. “I’m glad the two of you still have each other, even in this strange situation.”

Though his expression hadn’t really changed, it was easy for those who knew him to see that it had softened just slightly, like an older brother fondly watching his younger sibling. That assessment probably wasn’t that far off when it came to his thoughts on the siblings.

“I’m sure there are probably more of us somewhere in the city. To think that people like us would be considered among such famous figures...” How strange would it be to see those who had gone on ahead of them and left them behind to finish things. He supposed he had mixed feelings about it, but he couldn’t really be sure how he’d react. However, at the subject of his Master, Giyuu’s expression did change.

It almost looked like he’d just bitten into something sour, like a lemon as he thought about the one who’d summoned him by complete accident. “Yes,” he answered simply, brows furrowing. “I didn’t think it was possible...but she has no idea about any of this. She summoned me by wishing she had a helping hand to tend to her garden...”

Should he be grateful for such a thing? A relatively peaceful life? He....honestly had no idea.

“And the two of you?”

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saintbaka​:

are you my master? | katarina & giyuu

“Eh?” Katerina only continued to stare questioningly at the male, hanging onto his every word and mulling over them in her mind. She had no idea what he was going on about summoning or master this and servant that. She raised her head a little bit more, her bright blue eyes looking towards the moon as she pondered some more, as if looking at his face didn’t help her thoughts. 

And then as though an epiphany had hit her, Katerina sat up better, her fist slamming into her open palm in an ‘eureka’ moment. She looked back up at the man who had introduced himself repeatedly as Saber Tomioka Giyuu. That was a bit of a mouth full. “I see. I was just thinking this was a two person job but everyone had already gone to bed and I couldn’t possibly trouble Tom or the maid’s! If you’ve got a moment could you help me with this?” 

She smiled brightly as she motioned towards the field with the tarp laying over it, covering only half of the field and then towards the large pins laying about her. “Well, I got most of it down but it would certainly go faster with your help!” 

He stared blankly, waiting for some form of recognition to cross her face. Did she really have no idea what was going on? Was there really a Master like that in this world? Her next words seemed to truly confirm that. She was unaware that she’d summoned him, seemingly unaware of what a Servant was. That was...kind of a pain. Didn’t that mean he was going to have to explain everything? He’d really rather not if it could be helped...but surely there was someone in this city who could explain it to her.

He glanced down at the tarp, his expression still neutral as he observed her work. So that was the desire that had summoned him? A helping hand to take care of...a garden? His brows furrowed just slightly as he considered it. Well, it was what his Master wanted, so that made it his duty to help out. He exhaled slowly before nodding.

“Very well,” he began, “if that’s what you want me to do, Master.”

It wasn’t the most conventional use of a Servant but really, he supposed he should have been used to things like this by now. People throwing him off of his rhythm, drawing him out of his comfort zone...Things like that had happened more and more to him as time went on...Surely, that was proof he wasn’t disliked, right? Well, it wasn’t like he’d encountered Kocho to point that out, but there was part of him that hoped she was at peace, but if even he was called as a Servant...the others probably had as well.

He was silent again for a moment, lifting his gaze to her once more. “....How do I....?”

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saintbaka​:

are you my master? | katarina & giyuu

It was pretty late at night, and it had just occurred to Katerina that the weather was growing colder and colder. In a few days time Winter would be upon them. Her crops likely wouldn’t survive this frosty season, so she threw off that familiar blue dress of hers in a hurry in favor of her military green gardening jumpsuit and threw a white scarf onto her head, tying it under her chin. With her preparation out of the way, she dashed outside into the large and spacious backyard towards her field. 

Farming had grown on her into a hobby, and truth be told she wasn’t exactly an expert. She rarely did any research, in fact most times she barely bothered to study. It was far too late to bother the gardener, Tom for input as he had already likely retired for the evening. Instead she wandered into the shed and searched for a tarp. Spotting a white one that practically dazzled in the moonlight, much like a treasure chest after being opened, she hummed the chest opening tune from the Legend of Zelda game as she went to grab and thrust the tarp in the air triumphantly. Actually it was pretty heavy so she couldn’t actually do that. 

Oh, well. Silliness aside, she rested the large, heavy tarp over to her field and set about unrolling it. It was huge, but not big enough to cover the entire field so she’d probably have to look for another one. For now she should prioritize the crops that hadn’t already succumbed to the cold, as they were most likely to survive a bit longer. 

Just as she was in the process of spreading it out, she grabbed the pins that were nearby and then realized she hadn’t grabbed anything to help with hammering them down. “Still… This would have been so much easier if I had help..” It was pretty cold out, and now that her adrenaline had died down she was starting to shiver a bit. Her jumpsuit wasn’t equipped to handle the cold. 

Just as she thought this, a gold light appeared. Well it was more apt to say it was like golden sparkles and orbs that had gathered until it formed the figure of a person. The gold sparkles disappeared and it left behind the figure of a man, standing before her, his face obscured by the shadows of the night as the large, glowing full moon behind him only lit up his back, showing off his interesting half and half haori. 

Katerina had been on her hands and knees at the time, the large pins spread out around her as she gazed dumbfounded up at the man. Most probably would have been wary and a little suspicious of a strange man showing up like this, not to mention his unreadable expression as he stood there with a sword visible at his side would certainly be cause for alarm. Then there were those who were more educated and would understand what he was from the introduction alone.

But not Katarina. 

She had zero defenses and even less of a mind to want to learn anything that didn’t really interest her. Naturally, her magecraft was so atrocious there had never been any point for her to learn about masters and servants since it should have been impossible for her of all people to even become a master. 

Still blinking up at the man, she opened her mouth finally to respond. “Huh? No. I’m Katerina.” She had failed to take notice of the strange mark appearing on the back of her hand that resembled a an ornate, wave and water drop like design.

...She was regarding him with such a confused look. Hadn’t she summoned him? His expression didn’t so much as twitch as he regarded her, his mind a whirlwind of questions. Weren’t most people aware of Servants these days? The information given to him by the Grail told him Servants were basically commonplace...was this young woman truly so out of the loop?

Her attire was somewhat strange too. Though if he had to compare it to anything, it did remind him of the uniform he currently wore. What a strange color though. But when she spoke, it truly sank in that this girl seemed to have no clue what was going on. But there was no one else around, at least, not nearby that he could tell. Given the time of night, most sensible people would likely be in bed.

Except this girl....doing whatever she was currently in the middle of doing. He blinked slowly, then spoke again.

“Saber, Tomioka Giyuu,” he repeated, “are you the one who summoned me?” 

Of course she was. She had to be. Though he was sincerely asking her that, even though he should definitely know that the only person around who could have summoned him was this girl before him. What was he supposed to do in this situation? The information the Grail had given him didn’t cover any situation like this. 

“...If you summoned me, then you are my Master and I am your Servant. If you have a wish for the Holy Grail, I will fight for you.” That was enough explanation, right? No, of course it wasn’t, but Giyuu wasn’t thinking about that at all. In his mind, that was a perfectly reasonable explanation for all of this. She had called for him, one way or another, right?

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a surprise reunion | tanjiro & giyuu

@innoscentbro​

One blink. Then another. There was no mistaking that figure before him. So even he’d been summoned as well? There was a sort of...comfort, he reasoned, in knowing there was a familiar face among the crowd of modern people and their Servants, ones he’d never be able to recognize, even if the Grail did take care of any relevant knowledge. He wasn’t one to think about it--or care, if one were to be particularly honest.

He’d gotten a rather eccentric Master, after all. That took most of his attention, especially making sure she didn’t get hurt in her recklessness. Though seeing the young boy again also brought with it a sense of...melancholy? Perhaps regret that, even now, the boy might have to fight at some point. Though perhaps he had gotten lucky--maybe he wouldn’t have to, and could simply live a normal life like so many other Servants were doing now. A second chance...well, circumstances would likely make that rather bittersweet, especially given the things they’d gone through in life.

Still, the boy had stubbornly befriended him, so it wasn’t like he was just going to turn around and pretend he’d never seen him. Though there was certainly a time Giyuu would have tried, Tanjiro was the sort of person you just couldn’t hate. 

“Tanjiro,” he greeted, a simple nod of his head. “You were summoned too?” Truly, a master of conversation he was. 

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are you my master? | katarina & giyuu

@saintbaka​

In his opinion, being summoned was a strange feeling. Like the ebb and flow of the tide, pulling at his consciousness, gradually growing stronger as the person responsible seemed to demand his presence. There was no way to fight against that pull either, so he simply resigned himself to his fate. When he opened his eyes, he was greeted with the figure of a young woman.

His blank expression remained unchanging as he regarded her. So this was to be his Master? Hm...well, he supposed she didn’t seem like a terrible person, but something told him this would still be troublesome. It wasn’t like he could do anything about it though. It wasn’t like he could just unsummon himself. 

Once again dressed in his uniform, the familiar half-and-half haori resting on his shoulders--a comforting weight, and the katana at his hip. It felt strange, though he knew Servants were summoned from the time they were in their prime. He supposed it only made sense that this was his prime. No use thinking too hard about it. The moonlight streamed through the window behind him, likely cutting a striking figure...not that he was paying attention or had even noticed the atmosphere.

“....Saber, Tomioka Giyuu,” he began, the words automatically coming to him without much thought. The way things were now, it was almost impossible for a Servant to keep their true name hidden. “Are you my master?”

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