Female yanderes x shy male neko reader

Yandere RWBY

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Only one person answered when I started drafting. This person is @FDGamerml6130. I though I might as well just mention them since I got bored of waiting. Neither the picture, nor RWBY belongs to me. Enjoy the story!

A/N POV
(Y/N) was a shy, neko, 15 year old who was abused by his parents. They would force him to do everything for them, and beat him when he was too slow. He had no other relatives. He had (H/L), (H/C) colour hair. His tail and ears were the same colour. His left eye was (E/C) and his right eye was completely black, like an infinite, horrible, and dark abyss. He cries some sort of black slime out of his black eye. He was extremely intelligent and somehow appeared well educated. He was rather frail and weak, and would have trouble doing any heavy lifting. He was very submissive and introverted, but could be sociable when needs be. He hates conflict and will either try to resolve or avoid it at all costs.

Today was one of those extremely hard days. He had to cultivate the farm, turn the earth, plant the seeds, sell the crops, make breakfast, lunch, and dinner, clean the house, and collect a parcel for his parents in the city.

(Y/N) POV
I got up at... we'll I didn't actually sleep, but I allegedly got up at 3 in the morning. I made my parents breakfast. I went outside and collected all of the harvest into several baskets which I put up next to the wall. I used the contraption I had made recently to turn over all the ground in one fell swoop. I then went along and planted all the seeds there were. I looked up at the sun and estimated it must be about 8:00 o'clock in the morning. I went to the centre of our little village and sold all the crops after a fair bit of haggling.

When I got back home I looked at the sun and estimated it was about 11:00 o'clock in the morning. I went inside and cooked lunch for my parents, then served it up. My parents didn't even look up, they just grunted in acknowledgement. I then premodern a dinner salad for my parents and left them on the counter. Then, and only then did they look up.

"What is that?" My father asked rhetorically.

"It's your dinner." I answered quietly.

"Don't talk back to your father like that!" My mother shouted at me.

"And you know all too well that I don't eat premodern food!" Yelled my father.

He then came up to me while taking his belt off. "Get on your knees!" He demanded. You did so.

As he started to beat you, you started to feel a cold, emptiness inside of you, almost like a void. Your right eye started to burn and pulsate. You looked up at your father, almost as if you were just an observer. Your eyes glazed over, and you just took it all and waited for your father to finish.

When he finally did finish, you were a bloody pulp, and your consciousness came rushing back. You suddenly felt all the pain and groaned. Then your mother and father exploded. No reason behind it. It must have been a spontaneous combustion. Your black eye stopped pulsing and stopped burning. You looked at the scene in front of you with horror on your face. You may have hated them but you certainly didn't want them dead.

After you had gotten over their sudden... messy deaths, you cleaned yourself and changed into clothes that were still too big for you. Your parent used to be of the philosophy that you only needed 2 shirts, trousers etc. That you would eventually grow into. You left the house and headed to the city. The city surrounding the prestigious school called Beacon. You had decided to go get the parcel, out of curiosity. On the way you passed through forests, plains, and fields.
When you finally got to the post office, you were relieved. You had seen a few too many dark alleyways around here. You got the parcel and went outside.  Just out of curiosity, you opened the parcel to see a completely black dagger. The blade was 5 inches (12,5 cm) long, and the hilt was 2 inches (5 cm) long. Went you touched it, it suddenly vanished into a dark smoke and black markings appeared on the palms of both your hands.

You decided to wonder around a bit, since you didn't really have a home to go back to. You saw an injured kitten and its sibling on the side of the road. You went over to them, and the sibling hissed at you. You thought to yourself how, luckily,you had learnt a lot of ways to heal nearly everything. You picked up the injured kitten and licked its wounds. It was the only way to disinfect it. You then ripped up the ends of your trouser, and wrapped it around the kitten injuries. The other kitten seemed to understand what you were doing and grew more friendly towards you. You picked that kitten up as well then continued your walk. The injured kitten sat in your shirt pocket while the other one sat on your head.
After a while, it grew dark and there was less and less people on the streets. You were then suddenly grabbed and dragged into an alleyway. A group of three men circled you next to a wall. You hid the kittens behind you.

Man1: "Where's the weapon kiddo?!"

Man2: "Tell us and no one gets hurt."

Man3: " Tell us or we cut you."

(Y/N): "I-I-I-I d-don't kn-kn-know. I-it j-j-j-just d-disappeared."

Man1: "Bull****!"

The men all swung back to attack you and you held out your hands to hinder the blows, but instead of getting hit, as expected, you heard a dripping noise and all the men dropped to the floor. You looked down at them and saw a small black shining knife sticking out of each of their skulls skulls. The daggers disappeared in a dark poof.

You then realised that the weapon was not powered by dust, but by the void.

You looked in shock at the dead bodies, but less shocked than when you saw your parents burst. You sat down hugging your kittens and your knees. You were covered in several slashes of dark red blood.

Then out of nowhere, four girls appeared. One was wearing red and black, another one just black, another one white and brown, and the last one just white.

Red: "What happened here?! It's horrific, Yang?!"

Yellow/Yang: I don't know Ruby. Weiss?

White/Weiss: "I'm not sure, but it looks like this guy killed them. What do you think Blake?

Black/Blake: "It looks like this kid was being mugged and somehow killed the men."

Red/Ruby: "Never mind that! Let's take him to professor Ozpin! He'll know what to do!"

Others: "Yeah! Let's go!"!

Ruby helped you up, you shyly thanked her. She was 5 cm taller than you, while the other girls just towered over you.
On the way back, team RWBY tried to make conversation with you.

Yang: "So what's your name cutie?"

"(Y-Y/N-N-N)" you shyly replied as you went beet red

Weiss: "Stop it Yang! You're making him feel uncomfortable!"

Blake: "So what kind of books do you like?"

"E-e-education b-books."

Blake: "Nice..." she said nodding

Ruby: "Don't worry. They're all right really. And so far, it looks like they all really like you.

"Th-th-thanks." You said. "I-I-I h-hope w-we become g-g-good f-friends." You smiled genuinely.The girls all beamed at you.

You had arrived at Beacon once the conversation ended. You all went to professor Ozpin's office. Weiss knocked on the door, you heard a "come in", and entered the room.

Hey... so this is the end of the chapter. I really hope you enjoyed this chapter and that you look forward to the next one. Tell me what you think in a comment, please! I want the feedback!

*tries to calm self by hugging a pillow*

This chapter was 1411 words long.
See you all next time :3 (colon three).