The Things I Would Do For You ( A Yandere X Reader Fanfic)

Chapter 7

Riku's p. o. v

I sat there mindlessly. I was surrounded by a ring of green trees. Where the heck am I? I was stuck attached to the floor. My legs didn't want to move. Giving up, I simply fell back. The small blades of grass tickling my skin as I did so. 

This is pretty peaceful...

I wish (Y/n) was here to see this ...

Actually,

Where is (Y/n)?

I stood up nonchalantly and gave a small stretch, and with the satisfying sound of my back popping. I set off to find the girl of my dreams. 

I head towards the edge of the small field which I was relaxing in. The scent of what I assume is fresh rain, calms my nerves to an extent. I was always a fan of nature, the loud city was always too intense for me. I gave a small exhale and was shocked to see a puff of cold air. Was it really that cold? I don't feel like it's cold. Maybe I'm just weird.

A low branch is ahead of me, I lift it up cautiously, only for my hand to slip and the wooden branch hits my face. 

   "Ow!" I exclaim in distress. I rub my nose quickly as I can feel a small scratch from the impact. I gave a little whine as I began to felt a drop of blood form. I sighed and wiped it away.

It could be worse.

As I walked through the forest, a small log cabin came into view. Something told me to go inside. So I did. I opened the door cautiously and saw that the place was nicely decorated. I would love to live here myself. I turned around and closed the door.

   "Oh! You're back!" I heard her say lovingly. I jumped slightly at the sudden noise. I turn swiftly to see an (h/c) haired girl. She had her back towards me as she was humming a sweet tune. It seemed as if she had been cleaning. "So how was your day?" She asked as she turned around, giving me her full attention. 

I scratched the back of my head and avoided eye contact. I felt so... awkward, for some reason. "Oh, I was just walking around. Nothing much." I stated. 

   "Are you hungry?" She asked. I tilted my head in confusion. "I thought you couldn't cook?" I questioned in awestruck. 

She gave a wholehearted laugh. "Hey! That was a long time ago! I've gotten better at cooking anyway!"

What does she mean? She literally burned eggs last week!

   "O-Oh, okay. If you insist." I agreed with her. She grinned widely and run into what I assume was the kitchen.  I looked around the room, scented candles were spread around the area, all of them were lit and you can see the burning wax carving into the candle's circular form. It had a nice scent actually, it was relaxing. The walls were painted in soft cream color. The windows seemed to be nicely polished, with (F/c) curtains. The floor was wooden, and there were 2 light blue couches. I took a seat at one of these couches and relaxed.

This is a nice house. 

××A Small Time Skip✍

The smell of (favorite/food) began to linger in the room. Part of me couldn't believe that it was (Y/n)'s doing. How much time has passed? Why can't I remember anything? This is getting frustrating. 

I heard her voice announce that our food was done, and I stood up from the couch and nonchalantly made my way to what I assumed to be the kitchen. I saw (Y/n) standing next to a small table, it seems as if it could only fit three people. It just made me wonder if anyone else lived here. It certainly didn't seem like anyone did live here,