Impure (Sasuke x reader)

Chapter 1 - Psychotic & Crazy (Yandere!)

YAAS BITCH FOR ALL YOU YANDERE OUT THERE.

Well too bad you don't fall in love with Sasuke at first.

But you are crazy as fuck 24/7.

It reminds me of Flare. From Fairy Tail in the Raven Tail guild. Even though she's not as psychotic as Yuno Gasai from Mirai Nikki. Flare aint got nutin on her.

Anyways the video is Mirai Nikki opening 1.

Everyone knows Mirai Nikki right? Future Diary?

The picture is Flare Corona from Fairy Tail in the guild, Raven Tail.

So about this yandere, you basically have a very mysterious personality, no one can ever get what you're thinking. You're full of surprises. You look very menacing and dangerous. Or, you look super innocent but still awol. If it comes to saving your friend but taking your own life, nobody knows if you would save your friend or kill them yourself with your own hands coldly for no reason and run off.

Oh yeah, and Yuno is Yandere, but Flare is just Yangire. They both act like me though. We need to go to mental hospitals. Nah, I'm fine the way I am.

Onto the story.

~Your POV~

I smirked as I lay on my bed in the place I can call home.

My mouth was dry. I licked my lips. There were exams today. I never went to the academy anyways. Becoming Genin is overrated. Titles and status are for losers.

I let out a laugh. A laugh a day gives a child away.

Slowly rising up, I glance at the time. Oh the time. I am late. Gomen, Iruka sensei.

A little dash of white struck my vision. Quickly shifting my eyes to the direction of where it went, I saw it was a note pinned up on the wall with a kunai. My window was open. How dare they.

No matter, I made my way to the note and read it.

"Your payment begins now, (L/N)."

Hmph. I smirked and grabbed the opposite sides of the paper, staring at it with wide and psychotic eyes.

"Hater." I giggled.

Reaching for the kunai knife that was still pinning the paper, I took it and stared at it. Placing it into the sunlight that was directed from my window, the metal gleamed with the light like the bright eyes of a child. Making the knife look extra sharp.

I got dressed and prepared for this stupid day. I had done a whole study session of almost everything I've learned to pass this, only because I don't want to look like a fool and I don't want people messing with me. This is my purpose for living. Selfishly enjoying it the best I can.

Along the way to the academy, I got distracted by a field of flowers and a stone bench.

What flowers, they look too bright. I should help them out. I reached over to a white flower and plucked a petal. I plucked another, and another until there were only 4 petals left, and they all were seperated or distanced evenly from eachother. I kept the kunai knife in whatever place I put it and took it out.

Slashing my wrist a bit, I hovered it over each flower petal and dropped a few little droplets of liquid into it. Chi.

{A/N: Chi means blood in japanese.}

The blood touched each petal softly. I pricked my index finger and painted the rest.

By the time I was finished, I stepped back and admired my work. I feel a little drained from the blood loss, but some food and rest would make me feel better. I can eat right now, I'm already late anyways.