(You Will Be Mine) Yandere! Kaga Kusha x Oka Ruto (CONTINUED)

Chapter 10

WARNING: THIS CHAPTER CONTAINS SCENES OF SELF-HARM. READER DISCRETION IS STRONGLY ADVISED.

Raibaru POV:

"I have failed you Osana. I failed to protect you in your time of absolute need. How could I have failed you?"

These words have come to define my existence over the last month. My promise to protect my dearest friend was nothing more of an empty promise. I sat in my darkened room, which, like myself, is a shell of its former self. The walls which used to be plastered with colorful anime pictures are now barren besides pictures of my dear lost friend. My black belt, which used to be proudly displayed in a case on my desk is now collecting dust in my closet. What use is there for it anyway? It is just a rather large strip of colored cloth to me now. I paced into the bathroom and shut the door with a loud slam to do my business.

When I was done, I looked at myself in the mirror while I was washing my hands. My once cute, anime appearance is now a distant memory. My once bright yellow eyes now would not look out of place inside a morgue. My once well put together, lush, blond pigtails were now a disheveled mop of black and red.

I opened one of the drawers and pulled out a razor blade. The blade gleamed like a sword in the light of the bathroom. I pushed it to the exposed skin of my right arm. I cut several new openings; the procedure as familiar to me know as cutting a sheet of paper with scissors. I washed away the resulting blood in the sink and repeated the procedure on my left arm. The knife danced across my skin, not cutting deep enough to draw too much blood, but cutting deep enough to be noticed. I also rinsed that arm in the sink, the cool water reminding me of that cursed pool. I stop myself before I go too far down that rabbit hole again and bandage up my wounds. My parents had sent me to many psychiatrists and therapists. Nothing had helped. They had told my parents nothing could be done. They did not know what was wrong with me. Well, that was a misstatement. They knew what was wrong with me, depression obviously. However, they had no clue how to improve my condition. I was showing none of the typical signs of loss. Honestly, I cannot say I am surprised. They probably would have just prescribed me some pill anyways.

I slink back to my room like a ghost. Upon shutting the door, a new thought comes into my head, a refreshing stream of relief for my broken mind. I should try and figure out who the killer is. I reflect on the last time I saw Osana, my red-headed angel, alive before. I seem to remember a mysterious male figure spilling water on my school uniform. Being wet as a sponge, I decided to change. Who was that man? It was likely that person, whoever he was, is likely the killer. The pool was empty at the time, Osana and I where the only other people present, a rarity at this school. A revelation comes to my mind. It was that silver-haired science nerd named Kaga. He had been the last to see my precious Osana alive. In fact, now that I remember it, I seem to remember there being an almost evil glint in his eyes.

Kaga, you smartass son of a bitch, I am coming for you. I am Raibaru Fumetsu. You killed my precious angel Osana. You must die. You do not have a choice.