Beneath the Surface [Yandere!Itachi x Reader]

Chapter 18

It was morbidly satisfying for Itachi to see the trophies he had acquired from his two kills. He was not by any means a serial killer, for he only killed those who dared to stand in the way of his love for [Name]. Yet, he couldn't help but wonder how many more murders he would commit.

Itachi fondly touched the jar that held Sasuke's poisoned heart before sneering at Danzo's head. One day, he hoped to fuck [Name] in front of his trophies, especially in front of Danzo; he could feel the arrogance seeping in. Hopefully, she would understand his desiring need to claim her.

[Name] Shizumi was the most attractive woman and surely, many suitors would be in long lines just to land some time with her. But that would never, ever occur because if anything, Itachi Uchiha was relentless when it came to possession.

And so he settled on the final plan: for her to visit his house. From there, she would make a prominent decision that would heavily depend on her future; either way, she was stuck with him. She would forever be tied to him, but the question was, would she willingly agree?

As the months passed by, he had the opportunity – many opportunities, in fact – to know her. It was final that he had managed to look beneath the surface and discover what type of person she was. She was a sly coquette, but he enjoyed her feisty personality. At first, she had admitted her doubts about him, but found him enjoyable over time, and it was time she held a steady boyfriend. They dated, made love, had amusing conversations, and more than enough common interests with each other.

And that was why he figured she had more than enough time because his patience would be terminated by today.

Just the thought of her in a beautiful, angelic white dress made his pants tighten. He pondered if he could just skip the ceremony, take her in the church and soil the holy grounds, with God as his witness.

But it would be rude, he decided, for him to even act on such a thing. He knew she would desire a great wedding ceremony, and she deserved every bit of it.

He phoned her then, seeing as it was a lazy, Friday afternoon; he had taken the day off from the spa.

"Hello?" her sultry voice answered. Gone was the innocent tones long ago, as what had replaced them was the seductive, provocative voice.

"[Name], are you free to stop by today?" It was nearly impossible to keep the urgency and excitement out of his tone, but he managed.

"Hm... Yes. Actually, I'm able to see you in half an hour. Would that do?"

"Of course." His left foot was tapping on the ground, impatience just overtaking his body.

They hung up, and he gathered his equipment: duct tape, cloth, needle, chloroform and rope. He wasn't sure which method to use on her if she refused, but he largely hoped she wouldn't. He had not an ounce of knowledge on what he would really do if she rejected him.

Itachi left his bedroom, the materials left behind as well and settled on pacing in his living room. His thoughts were solely on [Name], and how far they had come. It was particularly irksome that there were obstacles in the first place, but he acknowledged it as merely a test of love.

A sudden realization struck him then: he had forgotten about the ring! How could he have done that? It was the most important thing in a proposal.

His conscience whispered, What a complete fool you are. Head over heels in love, so overtaken by obsession.

With hastedness, he sprinted upstairs to retrieve the ring before going back down. The ring was now in his balled fist, just waiting to be presented to.