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

Chapter 23

3rd Person POV:

Raibaru approaches Kaga with the fires of hatred glowing in her amber eyes. She wants to end this nightmare once and for all and bring justice for her fallen friend. In a way, she kind of feels refreshed. Staring down at the cause of her suffering, ready to squish it like a pesky biting fly. She was in a way, kind of surprised. She thought Kaga wouldn't show up. The guy is a genius, he should know that he is punching well above his weight. Well whatever, he decided to show so it doesn't matter. She knows that Kaga will not go down lightly but he will go down. She will make sure of that. Osana will not have died in vain.

For his part Kaga is also relatively confident. Sure, he has lingering doubts that his weapon will be enough to dispatch Raibaru. However, even if his robot is not enough to kill Raibaru alone, it should at least weaken her to the point that she will be easy to take out. Raibaru is not thinking clearly. Anyone can see that just by looking at her. She is losing her sanity and previous good nature, becoming a creature of pure unadulterated hatred and fury. She is a menace, as dangerous as he is if not more so due to her physical physique. Kaga knew he must not underestimate Raibaru, that would be a fatal miscalculation indeed.

""Kaga, you murderer!" Raibaru yelled, "I am honestly a little bit surprised. I was half expecting you to chicken out." Raibaru muttered under her breath, hoping Kaga would not hear her. Of course, though, she was dead wrong. Just like she had been when she decided to leave Osana behind at the pool all that time ago.

"Oh and miss a chance to talk with you? I would never do that." Kaga slyly replied. Raibaru could feel disgust and anger wash over her. She did not want to even associate with this vermin much less go out of her way to talk to him. Damn it why did she say that? She grabbed her blood-stained machete out of her sweatshirt pocket, gripping the handle with a tight grip in her right hand.

"Anyways, I see that you finally killed someone else. The poor fool had no chance to survive. You know that your precious Osana would not have approved of that. Whatever happened to poor innocent Osana." Kaga sneered. He wants to get Raibaru so angry that her hatred will cloud her judgment. This will give him more of a chance in the coming brawl. It is a risky move, but if it works, out it could make all the difference. Sure, he could try and resolve matters peacefully with Raibaru, give some half-assed apology, and be done with it. However, that solution is very perilous. He doesn't even need the Demons to know that she is out for his blood. He can see it in her eyes. He would need to be very convincing for that strategy to work. Even if he succeeded, who is to say she will not sell him out later. Either way looks like there is no going back now.

Raibaru simmers with rage. "HOW DARE YOU BRING HER UP! YOU MURDERED OSANA IN COLD BLOOD! SHE WAS FIVE TIMES THE PERSON YOU ARE! LET ME GUESS, IT WAS ALL FOR THAT FREAK OKA!" Raibaru clenches the knife harder, her knuckles white from the force. Her heart pounds like she is in a sprint and back angles towards Kaga. She can barely control her emotions. She is about to blow.

Kaga is also beginning to feel a slight bit of anger swell up inside him. How dare she mention his Oka-senpai. Sure, he brought up that wretch Osana but still. Osana and his Oka-senpai are not even on the same playing field. Her sweetness, her kindness, her glowing violet eyes, her dark messy hair. Everything about her is perfect, compared to that annoying redhead that didn't know when to shut up. Kaga quickly clamps down on his anger before it can grow out of control. He must stay clearheaded. That way he can pick apart his emotionally distraught enemy easily.

"Oka is my life, my reason for living. I am shocked you managed to figure it out, I never took you as being particularly smart. Just another dumb bimbo who happens to be a martial artist."

Kaga smirks as he sees Raibaru, already seething with rage, grit her teeth. That face alone is worth more money than any man can afford.

"Osana got between me and Oka. She had to go. There was no way around it. She made the most awesome gurgling sounds while dying. I would have loved to hear her scream. To hear her plead for her life or to watch as she vainly wails for you to come and save her. Too bad her head was underwater."

Raibaru burst. How dare he! That little shit! He is toying with her, playing her like a flute. It is time to teach him a lesson he will NEVER forget.

"THAT'S IT! COME HERE YOU GRAY HAIRED BASTARD!" Raibaru bellows. She rushes towards Kaga and the mysterious contraption. A lust for his blood is clearly visible on her face. Her pure hatred helped propel her to fantastic speeds that could rival anyone from the former athletics club.

"That's far enough." Kaga coolly states, "RISE MY CREATION!" Kaga yells to the robot.

The robot begins to stir. Arms rise into position, motors hum like a hummingbird, saws buzz menacingly. The instruments of pain and death shine in the setting sun as pink cherry blossoms fall like pink snow around them.

Raibaru breaks off her charge as she stares at the robot. She subconsciously drops her machete. She was not sure why she did it, but she has larger issues she needs to take care of. Of course, Kaga brings a battlebot to a knife fight. Why is she surprised? As the robot advanced upon her like a heavy-weight boxer, one thought came to her mind, this is going to be painful.