Yandere x Reader (1)

Chapter 10

I'm so tired, my Lovies.(￣Д￣) I can't even type with exclamation marks like a usually do. I'm sorry you didn't get a chapter yesterday but here is a fresh new one that longer than normal. My new job is driving me up the wall and its only my second day. I hope you all had nicier days! (There I put an exclamation mark in because I love you all so much!)

"Oh gosh, I didn't realize how late it was!" Katsu packs up his blinders after another intense homework session. I sit pouting on the bed, my homework finished long ago. He had finished uncharacteristically slow. The clock now read 8:00 PM. I know what he's doing. He wants to keep me in his line of sight for as long as possible so I don't sneak off to the party.

Katsu still refuses to even consider going to Haru's party so I've taken the high road and took a very mature course of action. By ignoring him completely. So far he hasn't let it get to him but I can see my lack of commentary begin to annoy him greatly. When he gets up to go out to help me start dinner I stubbornly stay seated for a couple more minutes then follow. Rio's job as a cocktail waitress starts in a few hours so I'm not surprised to she her sleeping soundly on the couch. If I start dinner now then she can eat with us before leaving. Despite her rare fits of rage and horrible taste in men, she is a very loving mother.

"I think we should have Tempora fish tonight," Katsu says from the kitchen. He studies the inside of the fridge, not noticing the frown I throw his way. Instead of reaching for the Tempora I grab the ingredients for Sukiyaki (a dish with vegetables and thin slices of beef). I try to walk past Katsu with just a bit of attitude but end up bumping into him making it look intentional. I hear him intake a sharp breath as he tries to keep a reign on his temper. I place the unwashed vegetables in the sink as an uncontrollable shiver crawls up my spine. I dare not move, in fear that he will turn around and his violent side will rear its ugly head. I hesitantly start washing the vegetables. My pride stops me from apologizing.

"I...know you're...upset...but please understand that the people going to that party could hurt you." Katsu still faces the fridge as he says this. He seems to be struggling with something internally. "I couldn't stand you ever getting hurt by careless teenagers."

I don't say anything . Mostly because I don't know what to say to that. I take a knife from the rack and begin cutting the beef into thin strips. I haven't had someone worry so much about me in a long time I've forgotten how to react to it. Katsu gives a dark, humorless chuckle at my silence. Turning around really quickly he grabs me from behind. He takes my hands in his and brings them to my chest. The knife dangerously close to my neck.

"I suggest you stop this silly attitude especially when in the kitchen." His breath is hot and tone harsh as he whispers his vague threat in my ear. Katsu forces my hand with his own to angle the knife to point at my jugular. Just one little poke and I would be bleeding out in his arms. Sweat beads down my forehead and slicks the handle of the knife. We stay like this for what feels like hours but it was probably only a few minutes. All while this was happening Katsu rubbed his head against my own and I think I even felt him lick my neck but I can't be sure because I was mainly focused on the knife in front of me.

"O....ok," I mutter very quietly at first. He was just trying to scare me. Katsu can be mean sometimes but I doubt he would actually ever hurt me. "Ok, fine. I'm sorry." Katsu doesn't move fro a few more seconds making me think that I said something wrong. But he steps away from me, taking the knife with him. I turn around to ask him what he actually wants for dinner.

Katsu stares down at me, knife to his lips tracing their outline softly. He seems to stare right through me. His eyes can't focus correctly and an off white film covers the brilliant green. I gasp in surprise. I've never seen him so scary before.