They Call It Fate - Yandere! Boys x Reader

Chapter 23 - Facade

(A/N) ~ that is basically what I imagine the house to be just with a few adjustments.

            By the time (Y/N) reached Yukio's house on Saturday, she finally was able to understand the wealth that she had only seen bits and pieces of. The gap was already painfully clear from when the teen had hung out with the boys, but now it was just plain ridiculous. (Y/N) had been through the general area before, but never had she seen a house quite this large. It was at least 2 acres from what she could see in the front alone, giving the house more than enough space. The style was obviously European, and (Y/N) couldn't help but admire the wonderfully crafted designs and turrets from behind the expensive-looking fence that kept her out.

(Y/N) looked at the gate in bewilderment. She knew that there was probably some button that needed to be pressed, but she couldn't be sure of which one that might be. Finally, she decided, to press the largest one on the pad. A ringing sound occurred soon after, and it wasn't long before a smug little voice rang through, saying: 'Yes?'

(Y/N) had no doubt that it was Yukio, but she still felt strange talking into some device.

(Y/N) gulped, "Uh, it's (Y/N)?" The (H/C)-colored-haired girl said nervously, sounding much more like she was asking a question than answering one.

She heard a light chuckle, and soon a loud click followed. She watched in awe as the gate opened, allowing her access to the house. As she walked to the front door, she couldn't believe her eyes, although a small part of her did find all of this very over the top, the whole area was beautiful. Every tree, plant, and shrub was perfectly trimmed, and vibrant green ivy crawled up the stone sides of the home, giving it a wonderful medieval look. There was a large fountain on the right in front of the elegant home, and it almost look as though it were the size of a small pool. As (Y/N) passed the water feature, she noted the graceful carvings and details that fit perfectly into the rest of the landscaping. When (Y/N) finally reached the door after what felt like at least a mile of walking, she stood still, a small knot forming in her stomach.

Was this really a good idea? Why does Yukio even have a house this large? Did he even ever mention his parents? Before (Y/N) could feed her worry any longer, the tall, oak door opened. In the entrance stood none other than Yukio, his normal smirk plastered on his face, leaning casually against the doorway.

Looking at (Y/N) expression of awe and concern, his grin widened.

"I was wondering when you were going to get here, doll," he greeted the girl, ushering her in, "You sure do take your time."

Once (Y/N) entered the mansion, she realized that all of the outside features were nothing compared to what lay inside. Everything was eloquently carved, and each piece of furniture perfectly complimented one another. The foyer held a massive chandelier, and the stairwell split in two, guiding whoever should head upstairs. The girl looked around in wonder and was only able to utter a quiet "wow."

Yukio wrapped his arm around (Y/N)'s shoulder.

"I take that you like the house?" Yukio purred into her ear, causing her to shudder slightly.

(Y/N) snapped out of her trance-like state and shook herself free from Yukio's loose grasp.

"W-We should probably start studying," (Y/N) attempted to assert confidence in her voice but failed miserably.

The silver-haired boy gave a small sigh and led the girl to what she believed to be a kitchen area of some sort. Like the rest of the home, it was decorated exquisitely. (Y/N) saw how the rather large room led to what looked to be a mud room. In there sat a plethora of shoes, coats, and other paraphernalia that surely could not all belong to Yukio. After seeing this, (Y/N) wondered where the roommates that Yukio had mentioned were. She assumed that it was just another term for his family. She turned to the silver-haired teen to ask him something, but he beat her to it.