Save me | yandere! (various uchiha) x reader

Thirty

"How's your wrist?" The nurse asked looking into your dead eyes. "I won't know if you are in pain if you don't tell me, dear?"

She began packing her things to leave the bedroom. You reached to grab her arm stopping her movements.

"I am." That was all you said staring at the wall. "Where?" She set her bag down and took a seat on the end of the bed.

You raised your index finger pointing to your heart. She looked into your eyes as you slowly lowered your hand back into your lap.

"Well, your husband said that you may be suffering from some sort of experience from when you were younger. Could that be what's on your mind?" She placed a comforting hand on top of yours.

"You don't know, do you?" You said in a mere whisper. She scrunched up her face in confusion. "Know what-"

"Nurse Cecelia. One of our guards will escort you out." Shisui announced swinging the door open.

"I would like to see her more if that's alright? I think we are making some progress." She said with a smile and the guard nodded.

It wasn't an acceptable nod though, it was one that only reassured you at the moment so you can feel competent enough to leave.

Shisui walked to the bed with his hands in his pockets looking down at you. Nurse Cecelia shot you one last glance as you looked at her with worried eyes.

Before she could say another word, the guard escorting her shut the door blocking her line of sight.

The wedding was in two days now and Madara only briefly explained your schedule for the morning of it.

You would be awakened and bathed, and a team would assist you. Arata was the ring carrier and if you were being honest this was for him and Genma.

You made a deal with the Uchiha, they would release Genma only if you complied these few days with no issue.

"What are you thinking about?" Shisui asked with suspicion in his words. "The wedding."

He brought a hand up to your head tucking the stands of hair behind your ear. He moved to grab your jaw making your eyes look at his.

"You know we will kill him if you fuck this up for us." His eyes held serious intentions behind them.

You knew they would kill Genma but even if you went through with the deal you couldn't be sure they would go through on their end.

"Let's go." He walked to the door holding it open as you slowly walked through it. Your eyes were focused on the tiles of the expensive floor.

You never understood why someone would spend so much money on small things. Everything here seemed to be worth so much money, even the speck of dust on the bookshelf.

He pressed the elevator button and then glanced at you. You didn't spare him a single glance though. Only looking straight ahead at the doors.

Once it arrived, he grabbed your arm guiding you inside as if he were a part of some security detail. Shisui then pressed floor '5'.

You knew there was the medical unit on that floor but your nurse had just left so the reason of you going there confused you even more.

When the doors opened to the floor, you saw Madara speaking with what seemed to be a doctor who held a clipboard of paperwork.

He gave you a look that you were familiar with...one of annoyance, slight signs of anger.

"Come on." Shisui dragged you into a room setting you on the bed. You wanted to ask what was going on but it would be best to remain quiet.

"Hello Y/n, I'm one of the doctors here that work on clinical study. How are you today?" He sat in a rolling chair that was by a desktop.

"Why am I here?" You asked as Madara stepped inside the room standing by your bed. "Well don't be alarmed but we're going to do a procedure-"

You sat up in the bed alarmed. "What procedure." Madara picked up your arm and traced his fingertips over the small scar on the inside of it.

"You can't do that." You attempted to snatch your arm from him but of course, his grip made that impossible. "I'll be back." The doctor announced and he picked up a tray.

You looked up at Madara who tightened his grip on your arm. "You didn't tell me-"

"I shouldn't fucking have to. I wasn't planning on having any more children." You sternly said. "Y/n." He glared leaning down to your eye level.

"You can't do this." That's what his motive was. He wanted me to have more children. "Watch me." Tears blocked your eyesight as you hit his arm pulling yourself for his grip.

"Y/n." He warned but that didn't stop you. You grabbed the scalpel from the table placing it against his throat. "Is this what you want to do?"

"You can't make me do this Madara!" You shouted at him feeling stings of betrayal. Just as you thought he was slowly becoming a better person he pulls this stunt.

He knocked the scalpel from your hand as the doctor entered with another. Madara slammed you onto the bed as the doctor grabbed a needle from the cart.

"Madara don't-" He placed his body onto yours to hold you in place. You squirm under his grip as he passes your arm to the doctor who firmly holds it in place.

The nurse injected the needle into your arm but not before sending you a worried glance. You defeatedly threw your head against the bed in frustration.

"It shouldn't take that long." The doctor said to me with a smile. I stared up at the lights on the ceiling slowly feeling the numbness take over in my arm.

You'd never seen a doctor who resembled a criminal so much until now. He looked very buff and had a sleeve of tattoos. He looked unbothered, it made you wonder how long he had been working for Madara.

After the doctor looked down at his watch making sure the time was right, he cut a line in your arm and removed the birth control implant with a pair of tweezers.

He placed it inside a metal bowl on the cart. Then the nurse cleaned up the blood and wrapped a bandage around it.

"All done." He said with a smile. "The numbness should go away soon and try to keep the area dry for at least 24 hours."

"If you have any questions feel free to contact me," He said to Madara as he grabbed his things to leave. "And y/n I hope you overcome the mental disease, you have my prayers." He bowed and left.

You frustratedly wiped your tears with your nonnumb hand. Madara reached to touch you but you threw the supplies from the medical cart at him which he easily dodged.

You slid off the bed standing on the opposite side of it.

"Y/n!" He shouted making your tears fall. You grabbed the vase of flowers throwing it at him shattering the glass as it hit the wall.

"You're telling people that I'm suffering-" You slung the cart at him. "-from a mental disease?!"

You were pissed.

I mean who wouldn't be?