Yandere Mizuki x Reader | Gender-Neutral Fanfic | Kamisama Kiss

Part 1: Innocent Insolence

Before this story begins, there needs to be a bit of information given to you, the reader.

Y/N= Your name
H/C= Your hair color
E/C= Your eye color

Reguardless of your real height, you're short in this universe because I, as the god above all gods said so. Without further ado, however, the show must commence!
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It's a relatively cold Summer night in Japan, a red-light district to be exact. You decided to blow off some steam due to your recent struggles in life. You enter a large building with an overwhelming amount of flashing lights. EDM is blaring out of comically colossal speakers, and you sense a sort of... Unnerving presence. You decide to trust your gut instincts and waltz to the side wall, where a bar is located. You brace yourself, taking a deep breath and gathering the courage to order yourself a drink.

Turning to the tender, you blurt out whatever drink you first thought of to get you drunk fastest. "Got any everclear?" You ask, cocking an eyebrow up. The bartender laughs for a moment. "You can't be serious. Are ya sure you can handle that? Can't have a cutie like you hanging out 'round here too drunk." He chuckled a bit more. This was annoying, so you grumble. "Fine, I guess you won't be getting a tip or anything then." You reply in an equally playful tone, a small blush creeping onto your face.

"Woah there, the customer is always right." The man said nervously. He then turned on his heels and began pouring a shotglass for you. "You sure you don't want a water with this?" He asked. "What do you take me for, a pussy?" You half jokingly answered, paying him as he handed you the shotglass. "Thank you," you say in sync. You quickly tuck a strand of your H/C locks behind your ear before tilting your head back and dumping the alcohol to your throat. It burned, but you felt nice and warm. "Thanks again." You leave a tip on the counter before walking towards the door out.

Everyone is freaking out all of a sudden and stomping near a white snake. You drunkenly walk up to it. "Wait everyone, don't hurt him!" You pick the snake up, and it mysteriously coils loosely around your arm, careful not to hurt you. You walk out of the bar with it. "There you go, stay out of there. They're not very, uhh... Keen on the idea of snakes in there." You giggle to yourself. "God I'm drunk." You put your free hand on your face in embarrassment, blushing.

Finally, you lower your hand to the ground. "Okay buddy, get outta here now." You smile patiently. The snake flicks its tongue out at you, licking your hand quickly. "Hey... Get down. I can't take you home, you know." You still smile, but the snake doesn't move an inch. "Alright, fine. You're coming home with me, cutie. I think I still have an old container from when Sketch was alive!" You exhuberantly mumble, stumbling back home.

Soon enough, the two of you are in your apartment, and you have a tank where your previous pet snake had resided until its demise. The glass case sits on a dresser next to your bed, and you put him in. Luckily, you still have some food left, so you smile. "You're so cute!" You cautiously use tongs to put a dead large mouse in there, gagging at the scent... You probably should've cleaned it all out a week ago, but you'd been grieving too much for it.

The snake eats it quickly, a gracious look on its face. "Oh! You mustbe thirsty! Let me get you some water!" You grab a small glass bowl and put water in it before placing it in the cage with him. "I think I drank too much... I'm probably just gonna lie down." You smile until noticing a mark around your wrist that must've been from the snake... Maybe it was just from drinking and then picking him up, a rash probably. You decided it'd probably go away in the morning, so you lie on your side in your bed. "Goodnight, snakie snake." You smile gently, before passing out.