It Burns Zack x Reader

The warmth of Fire

Y/n Hibana. A well known Pyromaniac like serial killer who loves playing games with her victims. The one man who she has been watching for days was with a blond girl. That's how she picked her targets. Watch, observe, then strike. It was day 2 and the routine was usual. They hid in the alleys in between the buildings of this town. Then they came out at midnight every night. Simple.

The moon shined down as Y/n checked her watch. It was a old pocket watch she stole from some old geezer a while back before setting him ablaze with a match and gasoline. "Its almost time", Y/n whispered to herself. The girl came out of the alleyway. She seemed to be looking around as if looking for something. Her long blond hair in a ponytail was beautiful. But her eyes were a cold distant look.

She was used to seeing this look on this girls face. But no matter how many times she saw this look, it made her uneasy. But she had to remember she had a job to do. Y/n grinned.. 'this shall be fun', she thought to herself, as she opened the jar of gasoline, to pour on 1 of her 2 victims.

'Then I will strike the match quickly, and set her ablaze', Y/n thought. She loved to see the look of panic on her victims when they were lit on fire. Y/n couldn't get enough of it on any face.

As she reached for the blond girls hair she felt a knife against her throat, and a breath on her ear. "Don't move, or I slice open your throat", the voice said. The blond girl turned around with the dull blank look on her face. The girl didn't look even the bit surprised.

Y/n was shocked however. 'How did he know that she was-' "You were obvious, maybe you should take a lesson from me", the male voice said. The blond girl decided to speak up. "Zack", she said with no emotion in her voice. "So your name is Zack", Y/n decided to say without a ounce of fear in her voice. 

Y/n has faced many times when she almost died when she first played with fire. But it was nothing like the human mind. She should know after all.

Flashback

A 8 year old Y/n was in a room in a house. Her parents were dead in there bedroom and left her all alone. She had one source of comfort. The joy of knowing a nightly visitor came to her house. At first she thought it was just her. But one night of hearing the creaking of the back door woke Y/n up. Tonight was no different. She quickly turned on her flashlight as the door opened, and ran down the stairs to meet the visitor.
She smiled when she saw him. "Hi Isaac."

Flashback End

"I knew a 'Zack' once", Y/n said coily. "He was my only friend... but you wouldn't know friends would you Isaac Foster."  The mans bandaged hand gripped tighter around the knife handle, and he tensed up. His voice sounded hoarse when he decided to speak. "What do you know the bitch speaks", Zack said quietly yet threateningly. 

"Oh grow a pair and kill me already", Y/n said boredly. She was tired of being in his grasp. But it felt warm..... like the fire she feels from every victim. She was shoved away from the man and she got a good look at him. "Maybe I will", was the response. when they saw each other something happened. Her eyes widened as did his.  "Isaac" she said as he said breathlessly "Y/n".

They stared each other down, wearily. Y/ns head dropped to her chest" Neither of them spoke, until the girl did. "Zack, do you two know each other?" That snapped Y/n out of her moment of silence. "Isaac Foster, who do you think you are", Y/n growled angrily. This seemed to snap Zack out of it as well. "Listen firecracker, I dont care if you ar-" Zack got interrupted. "Well I am pissed at the fact you left me all alone!!" This shut Zack up.

"I set people on fire imagining what it would be like if it were you", Y/n said angrily, "you abandoned me. Then i find out on the news you were alive...Do you know how that made me feel" Y/n's clenched her hand around the forgotten jar of gasoline. "I loved it so much it burns me...." Hands covering her face Y/n started to cry.

Zack just stared at Y/n's crying and pathetic state. "Zack say something to her", the girl mumbled. He snapped back. "Listen here you little shit, do you know how HARD it was for me to leave you" Y/n looked at him with tears in her eyes and a cold expression. "And do you know how hard it is for me not to end everything right now." Y/n shook the jar of gasoline in front of him and pulled out a match. This caused Zack to step back.However the girl stepped closer to Y/n. This unnerved the Y/n, and Y/n stepped back.

"He is going to kill me", the girl said chillingly, and stepped closer to Y/n. "You cannot end it until he ends me", the girl said. "Got it"This got Y/n thinking. The blaze behind her eyes was beautiful. It was better than the fire that she used to get an expression in peoples faces. "Sure princess", Y/n said sarcasticly, looking away. "Its Rachel" was her response.

"Rachel I promise not to kill YOU", Y/n said. "HEY", Zack shouted. "But I cant promise that I wont kill someone else." "DONT ACT LIKE I AM NOT HERE", Zack shouted louder. Y/n was suddenly behind Zack and covered his mouth. She brought her lips up to his ear and said quietly, "For someone who doesnt want caught sure makes a lot of noise."

Zack licked her hand and switched the positions with her. His breath tickling her ears, arms behind her back. "And someone who acts so infuriating makes me want to kill them." He let go of her. Y/n turned around to face him and pushed him against the wall, grabbing his hand and put the blade he was holding against her neck. "Then do it before I infuriate you more"