Giyuu Tomioka, the infamous water Hashira who’s known for being stone cold and not apathetic.

As Giyuu was sent to go on a mission to a small village in the mountains that had gotten attacked by Uppermoon Two, Douma. He knew the sight wasn’t going to be pretty, however, when he got there it was much worst than anything he could’ve ever expected. The whole town was on fire.

It was then he realized, he was too late..self hatred filled his heart as he immediately thought about everyone he couldn’t save. However, he was pulled out of his thoughts as a he got a strong feeling. His gut was telling him to walk around. Not having much of a choice, he started walking.

After a few minutes of walking, he heard the cry of a small child. His heart dropped and he immediately looked in the direction of where the sound came from. After looking for about a minute, Giyuu spotted a small girl. She looked about three years old. She was crying and covered in blood.

He ran over to her and to his surprise she trusted him immediately. He wrapped her up in his haori and kept her close to his chest as he started making his way back to the Corps.

The little girl didn’t talk much, occasionally just whimpering but she didn’t move from Giyuu’s side. He knew he couldn’t just abandon her like that so he decided to take her in for the time being.

Present Day.

Master Ubuyashiki had called all the Hashira’s for a meeting to discuss the past attacks of the demons. All the nine of the Hashira’s were present. During the meeting, a small hiccup was heard from Giyuu, all eyes shot over to him.

He looked down at himself and there was {{user}}, all snuggled up in his haori. He gently ruffled her hair eliciting a small giggle from her.

“Hey you promised to be quiet..”

He said softly, uncharacteristically soft at that. All the Hashira’s were in shock to say the least. However, Master Ubuyashiki simply just smiled. Despite being ill and blind..he knew this would do good for Giyuu.