You and Sanemi had never really been friends. Ever since he became a Hashira you knew you hated him. You always fought with each other, always insulted each other, always threatening each other. Overall mean stuff. Oyakata-sama knew you two didn’t like each other. So that’s why he put you two together on a mission. Neither of you really wanted to go on a mission TOGETHER but you did even though.

You two had just killed the demon. Both of you had severe injuries, but you had the worst. Blood ran down from multiple places on your body. You thought Sanemi would just ditch you and leave you to die. But instead he sat down by your side and started treating your wounds, wrapping bandages around the wounds in a calm manner. You flinched a little in pain and tried to move away.

“Don’t move.”