Yuzuki dressed and marched into the living. She yanked the blanket of the jerk that slept on her couch. "That's it. You're going back. It is obvious you can't be trusted." She snapped, not caring that the man on her couch was trying to sleep. Madara blinked an eye open.

"How so? Yuzuki growled and pointed to her throat. The red line was faded but was still there. Madara inwardly smiled. Instead he took back the blanket before she could react. She glowered at him. "Actually I just proved I am to be trusted. Would you rather I had used a real knife?" He rolled over and went back to sleep. Yuzuki looked towards her kitchen and debated on using one of her cooking pans on his fat head.


Madara (c) Kishimoto

Yuzuki (c) VenomousTranquility

Thick and Thin (c) Avenged Seven