Yandere! RWBY x Male! Reader

Chapter 4: Flawed

[(Y/N)'s POV]

I stood opposite of Cody, his smirk seemed to turn into an insane smile. Suddenly black and blue flames erupted from his body and covered him entirely. When the flames finally cleared I could see he was now wearing armor just like mine, only with a black and blue color scheme. He held out his hand and a black and blue sword, just like mine, appeared out of his flames.

Cody: "Show me what you got, Holy Knight."

Without another word I charged the male. I started with a flurry of slashes with my sword, only for each one to be blocked with Cody's sword. We continued to dance back and forth, trying to land a strike on one another only for it to be blocked by the other. Suddenly Cody's version of my armor dispersed as he jumped back from one of my strikes. Before I could move forward to press my attack he threw his sword at me.

Me: "Resorting to dirty tricks now?!"

I quickly slashed the sword away... only to be met with the sight of Cody mid-strike with the same scythe he used against Ruby. I had just barely enough time to block the blade of the scythe by turning my sword around, with the blade pointing to the ground. He followed through with his swing and sent me flying into the arena wall.

[Cody's POV]

I smiled as he crashed into the wall, gaining a gasp from the crowd of students.

Cody: "Let me explain something to all of you."

I turned to the class.

Cody: "Just because he's a world renowned fighter and has been named 'best fighter in the world' doesn't mean he's unbeatable. That name was given to him by winning tournaments, tournaments have rules and regulations. Also, not everyone enters tournaments, so there are stronger people out there, like me. Hell, I've met people stronger than me out there."

I turned back to (Y/N) who was on his feet and waiting for me to finish.

Me: "I don't even know where to start with you."

I sighed and leaned on my scythe.

Me: "One. You misread my semblance, it's not mimicry or something along those lines. It's creation. I just like beating people with their own weapons. Two, your entire fighting style is flawed from the ground up."

I could feel the glares of almost every girl in the class, but I could sense this... killing instinct or urge from four distinct people.

Me: "This isn't a tournament. You're too polite in how you fight. You didn't aim for my head or heart. You didn't use the brute force I know you have. Plus, while I was talking I would've taken that opening. Don't get me wrong you had your good points. Not everyone can make me change and get serious. I also saw how you blocked my scythe, that takes some good reflexs anyone else would've been cut in half."

I let my scythe disappear as I stretched and cracked my neck.

Me: "And finally-"

???: "Enough!"

A mature female voice shouted, startling most of the class. I sighed and looked over to see a woman in a pure white dress walking over to me, black fancy heels clicking off the ground.

Me: "And who the hell said you could walk into my class in the middle of a lesson?"

???: "You obviously are not fit to be a teacher, who would treat their students with such hostility?"

Now that she was in front of me I could see she had (Hair Color) hair and (Eye Color) eyes.

Me: "Oh let me guess, you're his mother. Well listen here lady..."

My face showed almost no emotion, except anger.

Me: "I'll teach my fucking class however the fuck I want. So you, and your stuck up attitude, can go outside and wait for class to be over, then you can talk to your son."

She gasped.

???: "How could you us such vulgar language in front of your students?!"

I smirked.

Me: "Look upon my field of fucks... and see that it is barren."

She didn't have a response to that, instead she turned around and stomped towards the door.

???: "I'll be having a word with Ozpin about your employment."

Me: "Have at it darlin' I'll set up a parent-teacher day for ya' if you want. We can continue this lovely chat."

Once she left I sighed and turned to (Y/N).

Me: "Your mother is a real piece of fucking work."

He seemed shaken up for some reason. But hell, it ain't my problem. I yawned.

Me: "Alright. Class is over, go do whatever until the bell rings. Don't care what you do. I'm gonna take a nap."

[(Y/N)'s POV, Brought To You By Chibi (Y/N) Giving Ruby A Piggy Back Ride]

I couldn't stop staring at the door my mother walked out of, I couldn't move my eyes fearing she'd come back if I looked away.

Me: 'Why is she here... Oh god she saw me lose... she's going to-'

Ruby: "(Y/N) are you okay?"

I snapped out of my daze to see Ruby, Weiss, Yang, and Blake around me. They were looking at me worriedly.

Me: "Y-Yes. I'm okay. I suppose I just... spaced out."

[Time Skip, Brought To You By Chibi Blake Purring As (Y/N) Rubs Her Back]

Throughout the day I had been metaphorical looking over my shoulder, just waiting for my mother to show up. But, I hadn't seen her all day, which gave me a sense of relief and terror.

Me: 'Perhaps she spoke to Ozpin then left... One can only hope.'

I was walking back to my dorm along with Team Rwby, considering our dorms are close to each other. As I reached my door, I turned to Team Rwby.

Me: "I'll see you four tomorrow. I'm going to get some rest. That fight took a lot out of me."

Ruby: "Sleep well!"

She hugged me then practically skipped to her dorm.

Weiss: "Have a goodnight's rest. And don't let that brute of a teacher get you down."

Cody: "I hear you talkin' shit Ice Queen!"

We heard a far away yell. Weiss quickly hugged me then went into her dorm.

Yang: "N-Night cutie."

She tried to sound confident and flirtatious, but it came out as shy and nervous. She placed a kiss on my cheek then went to her dorm. Finally Blake practically whispered a goodnight and hugged me for no more then a second, then quickly went into her dorm. I chuckled as the door shut.

Me: "Those four never cease to amuse me."

I turned and walked into my dorm, shutting the door behind me. I froze when I noticed her. She stood by my dresser, examining a framed photo I had placed there.

Mother: "Its a shame your father passed when he did. I'm sure he would've liked to see how much you've grown. But that's not why I'm here."

She placed the photo down and turned to me. She had this expression of the cold, uncaring, obsessive, monster I've known all my life.

Mother: "Tell me..."

She slowly started walking towards me.

Mother: "Why weren't you perfect."