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[🦋] - As One

It seems the yandere genre really kicked off!

This time, by request, we - or at least I - won't harm any idols, but you're still a yandere...

Maybe two negatives do make a positive... (HAHAHAH REAL FUNNY MAN 😐)

{Yandere Rushia x Yandere !GN Reader}

Enjoy.

...

Jealousy was one of the biggest and easiest ways to tick off Uruha Rushia.

Though, the same could be said for you.

There was this one, specific, incessant viewer.

They've probably spent their life devoting it to Rushia, spending their savings on her streams from start to finish, end to end. But you've deemed them worthless, as you believed you would be the right person to be in such position.

You believed that only you, should be the one providing for her.

The only one she needs.

And you stuck with that ideal since you first watched her on YouTube. You kept that ideal even when you landed a job as an idol at hololive for the sole purpose of being there to see Rushia.

Every.

Single.

Day.

But one day, when that viewer started making comments of more than "thanks" and "hellos", you've had enough.

Even through the use of donations to get her attention, the viewer dictated a relationship with her, asking her out on dates, asking her to marry them; all of which gave you another reason to cross them out.

...

Walking down the seemingly empty streets of downtown Tokyo, you held a piece of paper in your hand, a clue - better yet, a description of the nuisance you so despised.

You tailed them from a nearby bar, which you could clearly tell they were drunk. They leaned on a friend of sorts, who they too seemed sober, but definitely under the influence.

But the extra number made it difficult. If anything, killing one and leaving the other would make it all the worse, and not just for you.

But what must to be done, should be done.

You had to eliminate the competition.

Grabbing a folded newspaper from an empty bench, you increased your pace to catch up to the duo.

"Hey, you dropped this." You poked the shoulder of the nuisance.

"No..? The heck are you talking about?" The nuisance's voice slurred questionably.

"Sorry about that... they're slammed." The nuisance's accomplice scratched their neck awkwardly. "I'm sure we didn't bring a newspaper along, so..."

"I see..." You dropped the newspaper, brandished a knife towards the accomplice, and strangled the nuisance in your arm.

"Come with me or they're done for." You demanded.

You pulled them into an empty cold alleyway and pushed the nuisance into the ground.

"I'll tell you this, here and now, I'm not here for any money..." The knife swiveled in your hand as you fumbled it around.

The accomplice held their hands high, frightened, but confused.

"If you're not here for any money, then why do this to us?"

You chuckled.

"It's not you..." The knife rested firmly in your palm with the point facing downwards. "It's them."

"But firstly, I'd have to take care of you." You pointed the knife at the accomplice. "If you didn't come today, with them, maybe this wouldn't be happening."

"What did I do to deserve this?!" The accomplice backed away slowly.

"Frankly, what did they do to let you die..." You smirked.

But before you could make your move, the accomplice seemed stunned and fell to their knees, then down flat to their stomach.

Behind them was a silhouette, of a figure you could not discern. You held your ground, but only let it down by the sight of Rushia. Blood stained her skin and her clothes as she removed the knife from the accomplice's back.

"Y/N..." She huffed.

The nuisance from behind became excited and began cheering at the sight of Rushia, completely oblivious to the death of their friend.

"My love! You're finally here!" The nuisance groaned as they attempted to stand. "Could it be that you're here to take me away?"

You turned around. The nuisance became weary of the weapon in your hands.

"Woah, who's this person?" The nuisance pointed a finger at you and became cross. "Are you in the way of me and the relationship of my beloved?"

You charged, along with the knife towards them, driving the blade into their thorax.

"No." You pushed the blade deeper. "Are you in the way of my mine?"

They didn't bother to grab onto your arms to resist, as your swift movement ceased their life before they noticed.

As the body dropped onto the floor, you let the knife slide away from the corpse, dripping of their life.

You smiled now, as gatekeeper of your love had ceased to prevent your advances.

Rushia approached you, placing her bloodied hand against your cheek. The cold substance stained your face as she smiled.

"So now I know." She sighed contently. "You would go the same lengths I would for our love."

"So do I." You smiled back.

At the same time the knives you held dropped, Rushia put her other hand on your other cheek and pulled you into a kiss.

It lasted for a good five seconds before she pulled away. By the way she looked, she was hooked on the feeling of you, coming back for another go.

It seemed like a perfect match to you, she loved you, you loved her, and the both of you would defend that love dearly.

Even taking lives if you had to.

"Do you... love the way I am?" She asked, kissing you while giggling. "Even if though that I'm crazy as you are?"

"If we're both crazy, then we're just as good together." You kissed her forehead. "Of course I love you, I always have been."

"If I have to take my own life for yours, I will without any hesitation." You smirked.

"So will I..." She sighed again, pulling in for another kiss.

...

a/n; ggez, go cuckoo for rushia, then you get rushia. actually don't do that please, extremely bad idea. ok good night.