Yandere!Menma x Fem!Reader

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Being in love can be a fun and a rewarding experience, but its a Hell of a rollercoaster. Especially if you're boyfriend can be possessive, well, more than possessive. Sometimes he'll even go out of his way just to kill people. Love can be. . . A Challenge.

Especially for [Y/N]. Ever since she got together with Menma, he's been more protective. At first it wasn't that much of a bother, considering the fact they were childhood friends and Menma would go out of his way to protect her. One time as children, [Y/N] was threatened and intimidated by a ANBU member, then that's when the Namikaze stepped in and nearly knocked the man unconscious. After months of trying to comprehend his behavior, she ended up finding a solution on how to keep him controlled.

Apparently, Menma adores having his hand intertwined with her's. It made him feel at peace and heaven. Another thing [Y/N] noticed is that whenever his protective side took over, his eyes would turn a darker shade of blue and sometimes even turn red.

In the present, Menma, [Y/N], Charasuke, and the rest of their companions were eating lunch together and it was Ino's turn to pay. They currently have no mission this week, for the Fifth decided they all deserved a break.

"Yesterday's mission was exhausting!", Charasuke yawned, resting his head on his hand. Tenten perked her head up.

"But I thought you guys were off on missions this week.", Tenten says, eating some sticky rice with her chopsticks.

"Apparently the ANBU needed us specifically, because they thought someone from our squad had been responsible for murders. I have to admit the ANBU are completely weak and fragile sometimes!", he scoffed. Although [Y/N] wasn't in Menma's squadron, she had heard of the recent murders going on and they're had been little evidence of the person who caused it. All that was notified was that the minimal evidence pointed to Team Kakashi.

Choji barely ate anything, but stared at his food, then started to play with the slice of fried egg on his plate. Ino's head slowly lowered, her eyes narrowed in sadness.

"I'd hate to see anything happen to you all..", she mumbled, as she started to twiddle her thumbs. Charasuke then felt a light bulb appear on top of his head and flicker on. He instantly shot up from his seat, leaning in towards the [L/Name]'s face.

"Hey [Y/N]-chan! You wanna go see the crime scene investigation with us?! I already know these cowards won't go!"

"HEY!", practically the whole table shouted, especially Hinata. [Y/N]'s eyes trailed over to the plate sitting in front of her.

"I don't know...Doesn't that seem a little unsafe?"

Charasuke scoffed. "Oh please! In the Ninja World, nothing's safe! Come on! I'll..", he paused, looking around then leaned in. "..Smuggle you in there."

Without her attention fixated on the Uchiha, she hadn't noticed Menma's dark look towards him. The [L/Name] sighed and nodded. Charasuke leaped up in joy then did a soft pat on her head. "Alright! Meet us at that old abandoned facility in the corner of the Village. 9:30 PM, A.S.A.P.!", he chirps, with a slight wink. She laughed at his upbeat behavior and nods slowly.

The Namikaze clenched his fist, his bangs shading his eyes. Sakura stuck her tongue out at the raven. "I can't go, sorry. I promised Ino and Tenten I'd help them with their weaponry. Charasuke, if she dies, you're paying for her medical bills!"

The Uchiha scoffed once again, and waving his hands dismissively. "Oh please! I bet the murderer isn't even gonna show up tonight."

"You never know. . .So stop assuming shit, will you, Charasuke?", Menma snarled. Sakura and Charasuke made a concerned face. "Plus, I won't be attending your little meet-up. I have better things to do.", the Namikaze grunts.

[Y/N] swallowed hard, knowing it was too late to hold his hand.

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The girl stood in front of the facility, feeling it's creepy aura brush over her. It gave her goosebumps and chills, which is why she brought her favorite jacket to keep her [Skin Color] flesh warm. [Y/N] walked inside. Somehow the 6-foot wooden doors remained stable, not collapsing from its hinges. She checked the watch on her wrist, revealing that it was 9:31.

'I can't help it if he's a few minutes late.', she thought.

But those few minutes turned into longer minutes, for it was 5 minutes to 10PM.
"Charasuke!", she growled, searching the place. After a few minutes of looking around, she turned around seeing her boyfriend staring at her blankly.

"Menma! You nearly scared me to death!", she squeaked in surprise, laughing a little. Menma tilted his head to the side, almost looking like his neck was about to be snapped.

"To death, huh?"

[Y/N] looked into his blue eyes for they were lifeless as a doll, but they had hidden intentions. "Hey, do you know where Charasuke is? Or have you seen him?", the girl asks.

The Namikaze's eyes darkened, his brows furrowed. "You know... [Y/N], my dream was to always have something sensational that would belong to me. Even if it was a person. Yet, when I see that sensational figure leave me for some flirt, it leaves a hole in my heart. It sets rage against that flirt and that sensational property."

Menma was taking steps closer and closer until the female was backed against the wall.

"...And yet that rage builds up so much, to the point, I want to kill both of them.."

[Y/N] shivered, feeling a cold, sharp metal pressed against the right side of her head. "Menma! It wasn't like that! He just invited me over for a crime scene! It was nothing romantic because he already knows I'm with you! We're just friends!!"

Menma chuckled deviously, his eyes narrowed while his left eye turned into a blazing Sharingan.

"You and friend, can both die. Well, technically now, just you."

He tilted his head to the side, with a devious smile and plunged the sharp blade into her chest as blood splattered onto his face.

With that, everything in [Y/N]'s vision faded away from everything as she slipped away from everyone's lives.

The only thing [Y/N] felt beside the twisted blade,

Was Menma's cold hand intertwined with her's.

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Well, there you go! Finally completed a Menma x Fem!Reader. The person who requested this, wanted the reader's death so that's what I did.

Plus for now on, I'll be putting my status on how I feel and how the book is 'feeling' with the requests.

Enjoy ☆

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