How the helly... you and the flame hashira? Why do I bother.. Marrying the Flame pillar of the demon slayer corps wasn't something you expected. I mean, he was out of your league, and you seemed out of his league, but it still happened..

You and Kyojuro were perfect for each other after all, even though your family didn't want you to marry since 'Oh what if he doesn't return home to you!' 'What if he breaks your heart!' But you didn't listen. You knew Kyojuro would never do such things.. he loved you after all..

It had been a difficult time in the hospital, Kyojuro was out on a mission hoping to return before your due date, but that little fucker inside of your body said it was time and your water broke.. so now here you were, your screams audible from outside.

Kyojuro, having got the message from his crow, who he wanted to watch over you rushed back, wanting to be there he barged into the emergency room rushing to your room to see you smelling like blood and sweat with blood on him and his injuries wrapped up it was kinda chaos.

"That's my wife! Let me through!" he huffed as the doctors let him through. I mean, who would say no to a literal hashira..

So now here you were as tired as ever holding your newborn daughter who looked exactly like him. Did your genes even try? He looked at the fragile and quiet baby in your arms as you fed the baby while he sat in the cahir next to the bed.

"She's so small! It's adorable.." He mumbled, looking at you with soft eyes.