Yandere! Younger Brother & Reader (Older Sister)

A scone for me?

This should be and an interesting chapter. No stereotypes to any races in this chapter. Plus if it was, that'd mean because i'm am a mix of these races mentioned. If you feel that I am being stereotypical, I am sorry. Anyways let's begin!

Yay, the fresh start of a new day. Even though you hate mornings, this one greeted you so nicely. The birds sung softly outside your window, Saiyo didn't wake you up, wait... He didn't... weird. Maybe he's gonna be quiet since your unexpected rampage the other day.

You stretched out of your bed, almost stumbling. Fitting up for school, you decided that you'd make toast and, bacon? Yeah, why not; bacon is delicious when it's presented from a chef like yourself.

Hopping step by step down the stairs, you could hear the food screeching for you to prepare it; no stopping the belly call! When your stomach says "Hey, you know what time it is", you have to heed your calling.

T1me sk1p because you were wanted some private time with your breakfast

The school was sharing rumors about some new rich kid that waltzed in. Of course naturally you didn't care at first, but since the last time you got new students they became your best friends, you were slightly interested, only a small bit.

Walking through the hallways was always a giant bother. You were always squished between the biggest teens in the entire school ( I didn't say fattest. Thought, sometimes this happens to me.). You were afraid of ending up like Squidward in the last episode of Spongebob that you watched, so you waited for the crowds to die down. But gravity paid you a visit as a kid came rushing by, He pushed past with a stack of books.

Being knocked down by the force of words on pages reminded you of a saying.

"Sticks and stones may break my bones, but words will never hurt me..." That instantly became a lie. You swung low close to the floor, before you impact to the hairy floor (janitors don't get paid enough) a pair of hands grasped your back tugging you upwards.

"Whoa, that was close m'lady. Are you alright?" A thick accented boy peered down at you with deep amber eyes. You struggled back onto your feet.

"uh, yeah I'm alright..." You hate when your awkward self awoke and took over. You mind just goes into wa-wa-mode shouting 'handsome man to alarm you to be flushed.

"OH SNAP! I-we got to get to class!" You stare scatter brained down at the watch you bought about a week ago. The unnamed boy, blushed rubbing the back of his head.

"Yeah about that, I was actually searching for my class. I was wondering if you could help me?" He giggled shortly.

"Well, sure! Just tell me your classroom number. Wait, never mind, let me see you class sheet. I'll won't be counted late if i'm helping a student." You stole the sheet of paper from his palms as he lifted it out of his fancy dark red striped backpack.

"hmm, oh! You're in pretty much all of my classes, what a coincidence; Just follow me." You signaled for him to come, and he trailed behind like a stray dog.

T1me Sk1p

Y'all arrived at room pushing open the door open to see the teacher scrunch their faces up, then relax. Wonder who got in his Doritos bag. You took your seat next Roy and Kiriyu getting out your notebook also you precious pencil. (if it's not too bad, it is now.)

The dude from earlier stood out of place at the front next to the teacher. The teacher's face brightened up at the sight of the kid, as if some magic was worked because teachers usually seem happy only when they have good students or the got a pay raise. She rose to stand, smiling almost as if she was to be hung if she didn't.

"Now students, this your new classmate. Come on, why don't you introduce yourself." She barked glancing to her side every pause.

"My name is Arthur Jarlston. I was born in England and was raised next to Queen Elizabeth the Second, but I came here from Germany after studying abroad. I hope to have a delightful year with all of you." Concluding his backstory, he gave a wink as he searched around.

Voices could be heard all around you whispering cheerfully. Mostly girls, but Roy was among them to.

"ugh, another Brit to worry about-" He muttered, then drowned by the high pitched voices of girls that sat nearby.

"He so handsome!" Squealed one.

"I heard that he was born from royalty." Smirked another.

"Nah duh! That would explain why he was with Elizabeth the Second." The third scolded her friend.

While you were listening in to their conversations, someone waited patiently at the head of your desk. You twitched to the side to see Arthur grin.

"I wanted to know if it be okay for me to use this desk?" He asked tapping the seat where Kiriyu should've been sitting at, but you forgot he texted you that he caught a cold last night working in the rain. You nodded and spoke.

"Normally Kiriyu is there, though he got sick yesterday, so you can sit there for now." You tilted your head approvingly.

"Why splendid, thank you so very much! Let's work hard together." Setting his bag's straps on the end of the chair, he fell into the seat.

Time Skip

Lunch time, or as you like to say, bath time, because it was time to bath your tongue in the flavors of high class skills you demonstrate the the art of making food. You prepared a Bento Box of your favorites: orange chicken, spring rolls, fried rice, and chow mein with a side of garlic bread slices. Cooking Chinese food is a special tactic you learned all by yourself.

Placing out your food on your usual table, Roy poked your shoulder worriedly. He stared below and shifted uncomfortably. You furrowed eyebrows gazing into his clouded blues.

"You're acting very nice to the new boy-" Roy mumble looking side to side.

"It's good etiquette" You murmured, opening your treasure up the smell hit you to homerun.

As you were going to eat an orange chicken piece, Arthur wheeled up behind you shyly. He waddled on his feet, glancing to you.

"Can I sit with you m'lady. I have been offered many of spots next to girls, but I couldn't feel comfortable with people I barely know." The tips of his ears became red.

Before you could answer your fellow friend Roy lifted himself up.

"No you may not!" He stated defiantly. You shook dissatisfied.

"Calm it! Sorry, Roy has been through a lot late- *hmph*, here, you can sit next to me." You glared at Roy and patted the open bench spot.

"Thanks so much! I really don't mean to be a bother to you. It's just, some ladies have been following me throughout the day, so I've been creeped out sorta..." Arthur chuckled sarcastically to himself.

"So you're looking for us to protect you." Roy summed up bluntly. Arthur waved his hand back in forth.

"No, of course not! I would've hired bodyguards if it were that dangerous. Still, schools here can be pretty weird from what my mums and pops told me." Roy stuck his finger to his chest coming close.

"Look mon ami, you think you can barge up in here with your English ways; well you're wrong! I have been carefully obs-" You shoved Roy backwards, almost falling out of the bench-table.

"Woah, Roy! Sorry, excuse him!" You tore knives at the other while he staggered to reset himself.

"No, it's fine. I'm new here, so I should respect my boundaries. " He motioned his hands. Roy grunted, but you shushed him.

T1me Sk1p.

The rest of the day was a bit awkward. He was next to you in a whole bunch of classes. Girls sent threats to you, even though you told them you didn't care. Even when you hurt yourself in Athletics, he was right there to help you.

This chapter is the longest out of them all. I was kicked out of a library for this (it was closing). I want to thank yall for all the favorites; let's make it to 1k! Mai out! :3