Save me | yandere! (various uchiha) x reader

Eight

The driver let us know that we had arrived causing me to raise my head from my fist that was propped and sigh again. Obito grabbed my chin making me look him in his eyes. "Don't do anything until we give you the signal."

He handed me an earpiece and led me into the nice building that held the party. Men in black formal clothing, who I'm assuming work under us, began to station around the place and some blending in as a "guest".

How are you supposed to get rid of someone in this open environment?

"Right this way." The waiter said quickly. Sasuke snickered as the man was trying not to stutter. I slapped his chest and rolled my eyes. That poor kid.

Once we entered the main room our presence became known causing some to quiver away and the rest to look at us with interest.

There was a private room in which a meeting would take place. Madara's arm stayed protectively around my waist. Every time a man would look at me, he would release a deadly glare causing me to roll my eyes.

"The infamous Uchiha! It's nice to see all of the big people in one room, yeah?" A man said with enthusiasm. Everyone held an unpleased expression.

After much more talking, a contract signing was finally being discussed. During this process, the man kept doing what seemed like he was stalling. I huffed in annoyance and rolled my eyes.

"Are we boring you, princess?" A voice said snapping me from my thoughts. It was a pale-looking guy who wore glasses. I noticed eyes never left my form since we had gotten here. I forced a smile and tipped my head towards him.

Bingo. I found my target. It's no wonder Madara wants him dead. He's annoying as fuck.

"I would appreciate it if he would get to the fucking point already but we can't always have want now can we?" He grinned slightly and I let out a scowl.

Madara's grip slightly tightened as he sent me a warning glance. Great. The tension is even more thicker than before.

The pale man purposely began rambling with the man slightly encouraging him to switch topics now.

"You look familiar. What is your name?" He asked.

Grim reaper.

"Not that it is any use to you. Y/n." He licked his lips seductively.

Oh how I wanted to jump across this table and-

Itachi had to grab the back of your neck because he could sense you were about to do stupid shit, holding you back like a dog.

The pale man kept his gaze on your form, occasionally eyeing you up and down, smiling to himself.

You won't be smiling when you are choking on your blood.

My eyes landed on the door wondering if the party out there was fun or not. I was also starting to get hungry.

Hungry, annoyed, and tired? Not a good combination.

"How many times have I told you already?! Sit still!" Sasuke whispered to me. "How many times have I told you already? Just let me get rid of him already." I shot back.

"Stop being a damn brat y/n." Madara seethed into your ear. You suddenly smirked at an idea that popped into your head. Itachi looked at you from the corner of his eye as you smiled at him.

"Madara~" You whispered but loud enough for him to hear. "Don't fucking start, y/n." He warned.

"He's a handsome fella isn't he?" I said motioning to the pale man. To be fair, I was just riling him up. The man did look pretty handsome, his three-piece suit hugged his muscles well and the tattoos were well visible.

The Uchihas looked even finer, especially the jealous hint that swam in their eyes. Though I didn't notice it now I would later on.

"Can you at least pretend to pay attention?" Itachi spat. He raised his whiskey taking another gulp from the glass.

"...douchebag..." I mumbled lowly but he heard me. He raised his eyebrow at me then he turned his attention to me, "Who do you think you're talking to?"

"Madara Uchiha, the asshole who won't feed me like a decent fucking human being," I replied meeting his graze.

"Watch your fucking mouth" No going back now. "or what?.. " 

Before he could reply though, you lean up even more to his eye level, "... you gonna punish me for misbehaving?", you slightly mocked, tilting your head.

His eyes were locked with yours, the atmosphere between you two was tense. The others occasionally shot glances at you two. Shisui shook his head and gulped the rest of his drink.

A few of the other people there did two, they knew something was up but no one could hear a word you two exchanged.

Madara let out a humorless laugh, it looked nearly psychotic in their eye but in yours, it meant you won.

He tilted my chin upwards not giving a damn about the glances he received.

"You want to do this here? Because I don't mind putting you in your place. Again. Talk back one more time and we both know how this will end." He said lowly.

With a skip of your heartbeat and the last ounce of 'not giving a fuck' you asked in a low voice, "With me under you?"

His eyes flickered a color I had never seen and he shook his head while laughing. "You asked for it."

I smirked and mumbled a 'can't wait'.