Yandere Death Note Oneshots

Sister | Platonic Misa

(PLATONIC!)

(WARNING: VIOLENCE AND GORE)

"Y/N! Wake up, please!" Misa wailed, shaking your still body. Her tears of agony streaming down her cheeks. "Momma and Papa aren't responding!"

The bodies of your parents were not too far from where she was, a bloody trail of footsteps following where Misa had run through the scene of the crime. Small yet chipped holes were in the wall and splatters of blood accompanied it.

"Don't leave me, too!" Her voice was full of desperation, directed towards her little sister.

A cracked phone to her left crackled out loud. "Miss, you need to stay calm."

"How can I when my Y/N isn't answering!" If anything her cries got louder and she began to shake your corpse faster.

The operator on the other end of the call couldn't help but sympathize with the young girl. She couldn't imagine coming home from a long day at work only to find out that your family had been killed in a violent robbery.

"You have the right to feel that way, miss, but I need you to do something important. Does your sister have a pulse?" The woman attempted to coerce the hysterical girl.

Finally listening, the future model checked for any sign of a heartbeat, feeling your wrist. For a second, her stomach twisted in anxiety. What would she do if you were dead? Just then, her eyes widened. Feeling a weak pulse, Misa quickly stopped shaking you.

"She-she's still alive!"

"Alright, now you need to listen very closely to what I'm instructing."

"Y/N must be suffering!" She cried as if the blood coating your torso was hers. A small pool of crimson substance was staining the carpet a putrid red all-the-while bleeding you out. 

The voice coming from her phone was drowned out by the distantly approaching ambulances. Sirens blared but Misa heard nothing. She was too consumed in her concern for you that it took 3 paramedics to pry her hands off your body.

"Don't touch her!" She screeched. 

In her tunnel vision, she didn't hear them reassure her that they were here to help you. Misa tried to fight them and one of the paramedics was forced to hold her back. 

Seeing them put you on a stretcher and leave the house, Misas panic only grew. Her breath grew shallow as she realized that they were taking her younger sister away. "Let me go! If you have to take her, take me too!"

Since it was an emergency, they didn't let Misa, in such a pitiable state, in the car as they feared what she would do in a rash impulse.

Just as the ambulance doors closed, Misa cried, eventually blacking out.

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A few months later, rumours of a celebrity spread around a hospital. Obviously, the doctors couldn't violate patient-doctor confidentiality but somehow, word got out that a famous model would be coming over.

Apparently, the centerpiece of a magazine, Misa Misa was going to be visiting. 

This wasn't anything new, of course. She had been going there for long but she never wanted anyone to find out, partly for your safety. She had learned the other day that the one who put you in a coma was going to be kept out of jail. 

The man who had been charged with armed robbery and murder was going to be let out soon just because of a few tweets of some ignorant idiots across the globe.