On the Precipice of Insanity [Yandere! Sasuke Uchiha x Reader]

Chapter Twenty-Five

She can hear her heart beat, very loudly, and her breathings hitch for a short moment. Her eyes narrow at the sight of the person who stealthily sneaked inside -- the by now closed -- elevator. [Name] attempts to not seem shocked, gaining back her composure within seconds.

"Good evening to you, too, Kabuto," she replies, not even turning to the silver haired practicant of Orochimaru. They are colleagues, but that's the whole story -- at least for [name]. Kabuto radiates that aura of someone unsympathetic, and of course, that means she doesn't like him. When she first saw him in her working area she has been nice, approachable, but both know that "work-[name]" -- as she would describe herself -- is by far more different than her true self. The smugness of the two of them initiates this unspoken act of rivalry between them. They are both after the same goal, and to Kabuto's dismay, the female psychologist is almost about to grasp it, while he hasn't even run half a lap. What they are trying to obtain is by far the most irrational thing to even consider, yet, they won't care; Orochimaru's acknowledgement is more tempting, and the thought of the satisfying feeling certainly is not going to leave their minds anytime soon.

"It's quite surprising to see you here. I assume you're living here?" The tension in the small elevator is thick, for outsiders visible without even trying. It's a miracle how calm they speak word after word, the dialogue well thought-through, although this is just mere small talk in a period of not even three minutes.

"How little the world can be," she replies, wearing an expression without a trace of emotion on her face. The male licks his lower lip, a smirk evident.

"I heard what happened to you. Incredible how you can stand on your feet after the past incidents," Kabuto comments, wiggling as he could make out a hint of humiliation running through her, but [name] is not going to let that beat her. Turning to Yakushi she musters the biggest, smuggest and arrogant fake smile, letting the words roll of her sharp tongue.

"Of course in your eyes it's an act of impossibility, if I were to be in that body of yours, I wouldn't be able to stand up in the first place, for that your head has never been held up high, but more of in the direction of your superior's downside areas; and now if you excuse me, this is my stop," she finishes, stepping out the elevator, and leaving the steaming Kabuto behind.

"Watch your mouth!"

"I'm afraid you should better watch your steps," she says, not looking at him, only listening to his curses. What an idiot, the poor tie has to suffer between the elevator doors. Too bad I am nice enough to not let him kill himself by his own stupidity.

Out of her purse she fishes out the keys to her apartment. 423, 425 . . . ah, there it is, 427. Inserting the key she opens the door, seeing the dark of her floor. Closing the door by a bump of her butt, she elbows the light switch, turning on the lamps on the ceiling. [Name] lets her bag drop, and removes her coat, hanging it in her wardrobe.

"Man, I feel like shit," she voices out, deciding to first visit the bathroom. A hot bath might do the job. Turning on the lights in the bathroom, she already takes out two towels, one big for her body, a tinier one for head and hair. She walks over to the bathtub, switching on the water, and filling in some bathing oil.

"I better get some shaving gel and a shaver," she says, going back to the tap, above it is a small cupboard, with mirrors functioning as doors. Opening them she goes on her tiptoes, searching for the desired items. Why do I even place my stuff up so high? she questions herself as she finally reaches the shaver and shaving gel. She closes the doors, gasping. Just this time she is sure her composure won't return anytime soon. Onyx eyes, so sinister and dark, just like his raven hair. Her items drop to the ground, causing him to grin broadly.

"You seem quite flattered to see me, [name]," he muses, his hands wandering over her exposed shoulders. He can feel her shiver under his touch -- he likes it.

"Sasuke," she presses out, her voice so quiet, almost not available. "How?" The male raises an eyebrow.

"How what?" he asks, stepping closer to her. His chin touches her shoulder blade, his face relaxing by the warmth of her body. She gulps, feeling more and more uncomfortable.

"How are you here?" He laughs.

"Oh [name], my sweet, naive, little darling [name] -- I am always where you are. I know what you do, what you think, what you desire -- I observe you, analyze you. You should know, I am the only person in this world, who truly understands you. I can feel your pain, joy, hatred; because I love you like no other can do." Sasuke's hands trail over her body, testing his boundaries. He loves the play, however, that is not the reason for his straight forward approach. His expression falls, and his nails dig into the woman's flesh.

She hisses in pain, trying to shake of the violent Uchiha. "What the f*ck!?"

"You disobeyed me, [name]," he states, confusing her.

"I did what?" His eyes narrow, and he pulls on her hair. "I said 'you disobeyed me'. How, you may wonder? You run away from me-"

"Because you're a psychotic bastard, who is stalking me for no reason-" A slap. She cries out, the harsh touch of the man hurting her. The woman holds her cheek.

"F*cking let me finish, I am talking, not you -- understood!?" She nods weakly, Sasuke calms a little bit down. "Why do you cause me so much pain. You try to escape from me, but why? You know it, I know it, even that useless Uzumaki Naruto knows it: You are mine. From the first day I saw you, I have claimed you. Your whole being is destined to be with me for the rest of your life, our life. Every part of you, your legs, arms, face; yes, every cell and ounce of your blood is rightfully mine, and yet, you're giving it away." [name] doesn't understand a word of Sasuke's speech. She is scared, trying to look for a way out, but nothing. She is just standing there, submissively waiting for him to speak up again.

"Apologize," he orders. "Apologize for spending your time with someone, that is not me. I want you to never call her again, I want you to forget about her existence, and I want you to accept that you are mine." The woman gulps, obeying. "I am sorry for-" She doesn't even have time to finish her sentence. He grabs her by her hair, pulling her toward the bathtub, which is by now filled up.

"You're not sorry!" he shouts, slamming her head under water. Her eyes shoot open widely, and so does her mouth, as she struggles for oxygen. Sasuke pulls up her head.

"Now say it again." She whimpers, but tries to sound as remorseful as possible.

"Sasuke-sama, I am sincerely sorry for disobeying your orders," she says, his grip on her loosens, and he allows her to stand up, smiling at her form.

"You look so beautiful." What the f*ck!?

"Not as beautiful as you." It takes her a hard time to say these words. "How about I make us some dinner?" She has no idea what she is saying, however, in her mind the only word that is lingering around is "escape".

"Oh, how nice of you." She smiles, walking past him toward the kitchen. Sasuke follows her, and she can make out his footsteps, approximately seven meters behind her. She has to act fast. Going over to the kitchen, she has a close eye on the knifes. He will watch them, so I shouldn't be near them, she thinks, opening the cupboard and getting out some noodles. "You like pasta?"

"With a lot tomatoes."

"Of course." [Name] opens the drawer, getting out the items, however, she turns around and faces Sasuke, the loaded Glock in her hands. "Perks of having a boyfriend who is a police officer," she says, cocking the gun. "And now fuck yourself," she says, pulling the trigger. Sasuke throws himself to ground, out of [name]'s view. She walks up to the kitchen island he hid behind, however, the man is faster, and holds her from behind. Out of reflex she releases another bullet, causing the Uchiha to let go off her, and as she turns around to give him a final blow, she has to face nothing, but an open kitchen window.

"So you lied to me again, [name]" is the only thing she can hear faintly. Suddenly, tears flow, and she starts to cry, the overwhelm of adrenaline and fear sets in, and she sinks to ground. "I have to call Naruto."

A/N: Another update. See, I can be nice! Now love me pls LOL

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