yoriichi x muzan (yandere au)

That demon of a man!

Augh- I'm back! After like- a years or so? I don't know, but on with the story!

"Let go of me!" He shouted, scratching Yoriichi's arm, blood droplets falling to the ground. Yoriichi opened a door and threw him on the floor, slamming the door shut. Muzan sat on the floor seething. How dare he? How dare he throw him on the floor like trash? He reached a hand up to the doorknob, turned it and the door opened. Did he forget to lock the door? What a moron.

He quickly got up, and left the room. He needed something, something sharp... A knife maybe? Perhaps... Only if he could get his hands on one, scissors? They'd do if he couldn't get a knife.

He rounded the corner and ran straight into yoriichi's chest, arms holding him there. He thrashed, he bit, he scratched, but that man- that demon of a man wouldn't let him go.

"Calm down."

Short chapter, I know, I know. But I'll continue it, I just wanted to get this out! The remake won't be happening and it's no longer discontinued. And for those of you who read, I hope you enjoyed, dear!