Little Demon - Yandere Kny x Reader

Chapter 14 - Where'd she go? Where'd she go again? 🎵

Y/n pov:
That can't be, that voice... it can't be him. I stayed still for what felt like eternity, sweat dripping down my forehead and body, despite the cold shivers that made their way through me. But within a second, a gust of wind passed me, and I was no longer standing in the same spot.

"Hello my dear," It was his voice, what should have been a nice greeting only led me to fear. I looked down as I felt the man, no monster beside me come closer. It wasn't long before he was right behind me, his hands every so slightly gripping on my shoulders. The painful and possessive dig of his nails kept me in place. Maybe if I said his name and faced my fears I would wake up from this terrible nightmare, or he would kill me for speaking out of line and uttering his name at such a low rank. Either way, it would be over. My eyes looked around the room, watching as the uppermoons sat down, away from me. Just out of reach, not that they would help either way.  I decided I might as well confirm that this was all real, these were the most powerful demons before me, and standing behind me, threatening me with only his presence was their proginetor.

"Lord Muzan?" The words came out, I'm not sure if in fear or hope that this would all just be over soon.

His nails dug further, piercing my uniform. So much for being scratch proof.

"Did I give you permission to speak, or even utter my name?" His words struck me, he was angry, and this was real. However, I was brought out of my thoughts by the laughter of a blonde haired demon, wiping fake tears as he rocked back and forth. I felt like such a pathetic show being put on display for all the demons.

second pov:

"Master Muzan, don't scare her, she just got here," Douma clapped his hands together as he readjusted his position on the floor. Akaza grunted and glared at the blatant disrespect Douma showed towards their master. The tension only thickened as Muzan stared at Douma for a moment, his beady red eyes bearing into his soul... well it would be if he had one. You continue to look down, you could feel the tension, almost taste it. Douma's comment not only made Muzan angrier at him, but also put you in a bad position.

"All of you should learn to fear me," Muzan replies though it is more of a stating a fact sort of response. Douma gives a thumbs up and sticks his tounge out, only worsening the situation. Muzan took a deep breathe, trying to find pateince in himself, and remind him that he needed his uppermoons, despite their deplorable and disrespectful behavior. He then focuses his attention to you. "Do you know why I have brought you here?" Muzan leans down into your ear, his hot breathe against your neck. You stare off into the distance for a second before he brings a nail to your throat. "Answer me," Muzan demands.

"Because, I am a demon who is in the demon-slayer corps?" You mummble out, almost feeling ashamed. Muzan grins and then laughs for a mere seconds before removing his nail.

"Mmm, I have more reason then that," He whispers, almost quiet enough so you don't hear it. "You are an interesting little thing, you know that? I know of three demons who have escape my control, yet I have never been as curious as them as I am about you," He runs his hand through your hair, shivers rolling down your spine, despite feeling completely still and unable to move. "You seem to have potential, and I know that my power still runs through you, trying to control you, so why do you so desperatley resist?" He asks. You think for a moment, not sure if he really wants you to respond. Against your better judgement, you speak up.

"I don't want to hurt anyone who doesn't deserve it," You reply, your tone almost sounding frustrated.

"Aww, well isn't that just cute!" Douma spread his hands apart and makes puppy dog eyes towards her.

"If your going to kill me, then do it," You suddenly find the courage to mutter out. Muzan pats your head, a surprising action coming from the King of demons.

"I didn't bring you here to kill you, if I had wanted you dead, you would have already been dead. No, I brought you here because you have peaked my interest," Muzan speaks bluntly.

"What is so interesting about her, huh?" Daki questions, the whole room turning towards her. Gyutaro goes to cover his sisters mouth.

"I apologize profusely on behalf of my sister!" Gyutaro lowered his head. Muzan grunted a bit before deciding to respond.

"I don't really know, but I find myself wanting to see her by my side," Muzan dignifies Daki's question for some odd reason. "I am entrusting her to your hands, specifically Kokushibo, I want you to train this demon, I see potential," Muzan orders, they all nod, not daring to question him. You look around the room, bewildered, what was so interesting about you? What potential did he see? Before you can continue your thoughts, a Biwa strikes and you end up falling to the ground inside of what seems to be a office. You look around for a second, confused, then realizing that a demon must have teleported you to another part of the castle. A figure strides over to you, looming over you with it's tall and dark presence. A large white hand reaches down and pulls you up, causing you to stare right into six red eyes.

-With the demon slayers-

"Dammit!" Shingauzawa curses as he walks back to the house, annoyed by the lack of demons they found. Tanjiro rubs the back of his head, watching as the wind pillar stomps off cursing up a storm.

"I'm sure my prescense alone scared them off," Inosuke huffs out a brag. Zenitsu turns around and looks at him as if he is delusional, and Tanjiro sweatdrops before continuing to walk back to the house.

"That's not what it is you idiot, and if they were scared of anyone it would be the wind guy!" Zenitsu shouts at, which causes them to engage in more bickering. Finally they arrive back to the house, Zenitsu and Inosuke still at it.

"Would you two shut up! Someones been here," Sanemi yells, looking around the property, sensing the lingering prescence of a demon. He walks around the side of the house, seeing the wood completely destroyed and the wall knocked through, he looks around cautiosuly, and anxiously, as if he is making worried about something, or someone.

"The demon girls gone," Sanemi shouts out, the three boys turn and face him, their faces slowly darkening as they processed what he said. "She's been taken by an uppermoon, if not more than one," Sanemi sighs, almost feeling bad about the situation before reminding himself that you are a demon.

Zenitsu looks at the damage done and clear sign of struggle in the house, or what is left of it. For once, he speaks seriously, quietly announcing that they "Must get her back, no matter what," The others nod and even Sanemi gives a slight head tilt before.

Taisho Era secrets:

- Daki didn't mean it in a rude way when she asked what was special about you, she was genuinley curious, though Gyutaro was scared that it was be seen as rude due to Daki not only have a bit of "bias" towards Muzan, but also for questioning his decisions. -

- Douma felt something when he saw you the second time, he's not sure if it was happiness to meet you once again, but he surely felt something-

- Zenitsu has been staring at a corner for the past few hours since they've gotten back, going on about what he will do to the demon's who took you when he finds them -

- Kokushibo wants to know more about your blood demon art, and Muzan intends for him to train you. Although, Muzan does not only see potential in you as a powerful demon, but for some unexplainable reason feels the need to be around you -

Author's Notes:
I hope you enjoyed, I tried doing the second Pov where I'm using "You" instead of she did or I did or Y/n did because I think it helps add to the feeling of being indulged in the story, but please let me know what you think! I hope you enjoyed!