Disclaimer: So here we are again with RWBY. This time an actual story. With a blond Yandere…I mean Yangdere. In all honesty, anybody who ever saw what kind of stories I write for a certain Indie Game could have saw this coming. On the other side… I made like 5 Stories around a game called Yandere Simulator with even addressing the Idea of a Yandere only once… How the hell did I do that? Anyway, the Yandere trend is pretty popular with the RWBY girls, however there is a lack of Bumblebee Yandere, which is actually strange. The only other Yandere stories with Yang I found is one where she is in love with her sister (incest is not my type) and lots, LOTS of reader x Yandere Stories. So why not give it a shot myself?

Lovesick Dragoness

Blakes eyes opened slowly, her head was still aching like hell. The whole world seemed to swirl around her as she tried to gain her consciousness back. When she finally opened her Amber eyes, she still had this pain from before. As it finally lessened a little, she was able to think clearly.

"Ugh…what happened?" she thought, while looking around. She realized that she was on some kind of table and tried to stand up.

But realized she couldn't.

Blake was shocked by this, but was even more shocked when she found out why she couldn't. Around her arms and legs were solid steel bracelets. These were chained to the edges of the table. As much as she tried to rip them off, she couldn't, the steel was way too strong. She then tried to use her semblance as to make a clone take her place, but just then a burning pain came from her throat. After the pain passed, Blake yet again in a state of confusion started realizing what caused it. Such a burning feeling was usually caused by Aura Block Collars. She heard that the Police of Menagerie used these, in order to handle Prisoners with especially dangerous semblances and powerful Auras. Back in her White Fang Days, she has seen them being used on Interrogations.

Realizing that she was practically helpless, Blake started to panic a little. She forced herself to calm down and told herself that she had to find out where she was.

It seemed that she was in some kind of Basement. Grey walls surrounded her, but there was still the presence of live noticeable. The basement still was in use, if the fact that everything was cleaned was any indicator. No really… for a basement, everything was as clean as if a team of armed Housemaids just finished their work. In one corner of the room Blake could actually see a fridge about as tall as her, next to it was a small couch with a table, as if it was meant to be eaten from it, facing her directly.

Turning her head around, she saw a large closet and a sink at the other end of the room, alongside another table. This time, a lot of tools were on it and what seemed to be some huge Pieces of Metal. What it was, Blake couldn't tell.

Deciding that she couldn't find anymore information about this room, she turned her head back to the ceiling and to her surprise, there was a big Mirror. Looking into it, she could finally get a really look at herself. She was in her usual attire, at least one calming thought about the situation. Whoever had taken her here, hasn't undressed her. The Cat ears on top of her head were unharmed as well.

Suddenly she started hearing noises, said Cat ears moving around, trying to identify what was it they were hearing.

Someone was coming down the stairs.

Blake didn't know what to do. A big Part of her wanted to run away, but the chains were preventing her from doing so. She rattled at them, trying to lessen them a little, but they were just as strong as she was afraid. Immediately any movement stopped however, as he saw just who had entered the room. Standing right in front of her, was a Blond girl, wearing the same smile as usual. Not just any girl, but her Par- former Partner. The girl she had secretly felt emotions for and last saw when she was passed out and on the brink of Death. Two things however terrified her more than anything else. One: the Robotic Arm with clean, unstained steel. Two: the red eyes… no scratch that, the burning Abysses into the most forbidden depths of hell that were starring right into her Soul. Blake was paralyzed and only said:

"Yang?"

"Yep, its me Blakey-Wakey!" said Yang, with a smile that matched the one of a 5 Year Old on Christmas Day. She walked right next to her and touched her cheek with her real arm. "Good to see that you can still remember me. I was worried that I hit you too hard with my new baby." She said, kissing her Metal Arm to further emphasize her point.

Blake was utterly…utterly… she didn't know. A part of her was happy to see Yang smile again, another part was still confused about why she was here, another one feeling guilty while looking at her Arm, but a big, undeniable part of her was utterly terrified. Maybe it was because of the look Yang had on her face, the one of a huntress just having caught the biggest prey of her life. Little did she know, that wasn't far from the truth.

Blake wanted to say so many things right now. She knew that she was going to confront Yang at some point. She knew that she had to explain her actions, but right now, these kind of Conversation seemed pointless, due to the fact that Yang was clearly not so surprised by Blake being chained on the table inside a basement. "Where am I?"

Yang laughed at the question, as if she just made the greatest pun in the world. "Silly Kitty, your in my house of course!" So this was Yangs House. "How did I get here?" Blake asked already suspecting the answer.

"Hahaha, yeah see, I tracked you down in Menagerie about a week ago and so I broke into your ,surprisingly comfortable, house. I knocked you out while you were asleep with some drugs. Don't worry… nothing harmful, just something to make you sleep longer. Haha, strange isn't it? Using drugs meant to put people to sleep, on somebody who already sleeps. But hey, it was a Purrfect plan!" Blake was to terrified to actually complain about the pun. "Anyway, I continued to smuggle you back to Vale. Quit difficult I might add. I had to be pretty creative in order for you to don't wake up until were here. Saline drips, heavier drug dosses" Yang continued to ramble on about how she brought Blake into another Kingdom without her knowing. Meanwhile Blake was in a state of shock. Yang, the usually nice and passionate Yang, was telling her how she kidnapped her and did all these absolute DISTURBING things with her. Drugging her!? Keeping her alive with Saline drips!? For a second, Blake believed that she was somehow responsible for this. Her leaving must have caused Yang to go to such extreme lengths.

"Hey are you listening!" Blakes thought process stopped as Yang shouted at her. "Anyway, the last dosage was a little bit too little the last time. You woke up and, well…" Yang seemed ashamed while saying this. "When you woke up I panicked and accidently punched you right in the face with my Metal Arm. I was worried that I might have hurt you too badly, so I checked if you were ok. After making sure you were still breathing I dragged you the rest of the way back here and put these little ACCESOIRS on you." Yang pointed to the bracelets and the collar. "And TADA, it all worked out."

"Why?" Blake asked, not knowing whether she should be calm or panicking. Yang then sat on the table, putting Blake's legs between hers and hovering above her, placing her arms on both sides of Blakes face. She looked her straight I the eyes and said "You left me."

Blake was feeling incredibly guilty. She knew that she had hurt her partner with running away, but she had no idea just how TERRIBLE her actions had affected the blond. It was like a part of her soul was destroyed and Blake was the cause of it. She started crying and sobbing, at the fact that she had created a Monster. Between sobs she said: "I am sorry…I was afraid…I didn't want you to get hurt… "

Yang put a finger on Blakes lips. This little action was enough to make Blake stop her sobbing and look back at Yang. "It's okay. I forgive you."

Blake was speechless at the claim of Yang and wanted to say something, but Yang was not done yet with her speech. "I know that you wanted to protect me from ADAM. I was angry at you at first, but not only you. I was angry at anything and anyone, myself, Ruby, Weiss, you, my father, the entire world and of course ADAM!" Blake noticed how Yang pretty much spit out Adams name. Her Eyes flared up a little bit more at the name. Yang started to calm down quickly and continued. "I realized however, that this was just one of these times, were the world was just, well… pretty fucked up you could say. The point is… I forgave you…my arm isn't your fault…the Attack wasn't your fault and the only thing that you should be felling Bad for was leaving, but I forgave you. You saved me after all! And…right now… I am just happy that we are back together."

Blake was actually smiling right now. She could tell that Yang was genuine and the fact that she forgave her was making her feel so much better. Yang hugged her and Blake wanted to immediately hug back. However, the chains hadn't moved and were still holding her down. As the realization kicked in, that she was still pretty much a kidnapping victim, she wanted to tell Yang to untie her. After all, if she forgave her and there talk was finished, they weren't needed anymore.

"Yang, since you forgave me, could you unt-" "No" was Yangs immediate reply. The answer was sending shivers down Blake's spine. There was no trace of kindness left, the moment of happiness between them was gone. It was a cold answer, leaving absolute no room of discussion. Quit ironically, Yangs red orbs had flared up even more, alongside her blond mane. "I will not let you leave me again." She finished, commanding. Blake tried to argue "Yang I promise". "Your Promises mean nothing to me anymore." Yang continued, still in this Psychopathic voice. The Faunus was now scared of saying something, fearing that the slightest mistake might cause a bomb to explode.

After what seems like an eternity of Yang just glaring into Blakes Eyes and Blake trying her best to not faint from panic, Yang smiled again, having reverted back into her… less terrifying Personality. "Don't worry, you don't have to be free for now. I will do everything for you." Yang hugged her again, "Right now, all that matters is that we are together, nothing else."

These words made Blake feel very conflicted about the whole situation. Yang was truly scarring her and she couldn't help but think about her parents and Sun. Where they worried? Where they already searching for her?

"What if-", "Somebody wants to tear us apart again?" completed Yang for her. Tear us apart was not what Blake wanted to say, but not further angering the blond was probably the best thing to do right now, so she nodded.

Yang smiled gently, which didn't help Blakes mood at all right now. Strange. Back at Beacon her smiles always brightened Blakes world, but now, they were more… disturbing then calming.

"Don't you worry your pretty head about it Kitty." Yang stood up and walked over to the fridge. "I will take care of anyone who tries to tear us apart." Yangs smile was now far more then disturbing. It was horrifying. "In fact, I already took care of the biggest obstacle." She said, opening the fridge and revealing its content.

The severed Head of Adam Taurus. His face was still wearing the same scarred expression he passed with.

Yang closed the fridge again and made her way back to Blake, proudly, like a puppy expecting to be praised. Blake on the other hand, was just being in a state of complete shock. On the one hand she was glad that Adam was dealt with, on the other hand… Yang, her goodhearted Yang, had committed murder… and she seemed to absolutely enjoy it! Blake didn't know what she should fell. She only knew one thing. Yang had changed.

Drastically changed.

The blond Psychopath was pulling out a syringe out of her pocket and approached Blake, whose eyes were still locked onto the fridge. Yang then stuck the needle into her neck, "Now I am sorry to say this kitty, but I have to go now. I still have some things I need to take care of, but don't worry, I will be back soon once you wake up again. It will only feel like seconds for you. Then we will start catching up." Yang let the strange Liquid flood into Blakes veins. Soon the Faunus was getting sleepier and the last thing she heard was Yang making a vow. A vow Blake was sure she was going to keep, until the end of both their lives.

"We will never be apart again."

Well… that was… kinda dark. But hey, its meant to be so…

Moving on. I am actually satisfied with how this turned out. I wanted to turn a RWBY character into a Yandere for quit some time now and im happy that it is Yang. If im being honest, I think Yang is the most likely of the Group to turn Yandere. After V3 she was probably the one who suffered the most, or is at least very high in the ranking. I can actually see her doing something as crazy as dragging Blake all the way back to her, the Mind is a fragile object after all.

I think about continuing this story. Right now it could probably stand as a One Shot, but I fell like I left some potential out otherwise. So its very likely ill be visiting the Crazy depths of Yangs mind again.

Until then… take care of yourself ;)