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Chapter 12: Detailing the Event Where Several of Ame-no-Kisaki's Student Populace Were Scarred For Life (Metaphorically) (And Literally)

Alternate Title: I Listened to Too Many Yandere CDs and This Was The Result

Alternate Alternate Title: The Yandere AU No One Asked For

(Kanako Mode!)

Kanako couldn't help but scratch at the scar on her shoulder. The burnt skin was very irritable, even more so when she was clothed.

She hated it. The scar that traveled from her shoulder to her hips, covering her stomach and chest in pale red marks, the broken leg that forced her to use crutches to walk down the hall, the aching of bruises all over her body, she hated all of it.

But most of all, she hated him.

Even knowing how despicable he was, even knowing how he tormented her with hives, Kanako never expected him to be capable of murder! Every single moment spent with her, every touch and every word, was it meant to better victimize her? Every single thought in her mind involving the perpetrator of the murder and arson was tinged in doubt and anger.

After her experience with Touichirou Kanae, Kanako's trust in the male populace dropped even lower than before, quite possibly falling at an all-time low.

Honestly, the only males Kanako seemed to be able to trust completely were her father and-

No. Mariya did not count. Kanako did not even think of adding his name. Besides! He insulted her all the time! He nearly set her on fire! How in the world could the blonde cross-dresser ever be trusted!?

Kanako shuddered as she remembered the sadistic grin on Mariya's face as he waved around the lighter, the small flame bringing up memories of the burning auditorium that scarred her.

But the fact that out of all the people she knew, Mariya being the one to save her life and carry out of the burning room, that might have redeemed him a bit in her eyes-

Gah, what was she saying?! Mariya was more dangerous than anyone else in the school! And even if he saved her life, it didn't change the fact that he was still a jerk!

'Tsundere.'

Kanako gasped as the revelation hit her. She was acting like a tsundere. For Mariya. And there's no way to deny being a tsundere without sounding like a tsundere. Which meant that the only course of action to accept that maybe, just maybe, that she might feel something other than loathing towards her sadistic jackass of a roommate.

Of course, it's only because he looks like a beautiful young woman! It's not like he has a good personality or anything!

'Oh my god, I'm a tsundere for Mariya.'

"What the fuck are you doing," Mariya demanded, addressing the strange lump of blankets on Kanako's bed.

"Staying in the hospital for two months has stolen all my strength," The raven-haired girl's muffled voice replied. "I would make cooked liver for myself, but I can barely make it out of bed."

"Then you'll have to settle for raw liver," The blonde retorted.

"But then I'll get sick and I'll be even weaker and then Father-" Kanako cut herself off, recognizing her mistake. "Oh right, he's in jail."

Mariya didn't respond, prompting the injured girl to continue.

"I didn't think Father Kanae could do something like this," Kanako confessed. "I knew he was stupid, I knew that he liked making me break out in hives, I knew he had this weird crush-" She paused, as the thought took a moment to sink into her mind.

'Father Kanae had a crush on Mariya and Matsurika, even though they're both students.'

Kanako gasped.

"What?" Mariya asked, crossing his arms as he looked at his roommate impatiently.

"He was in love with you and Matsurika, and he obviously targeted Ryuuken because she was beautiful, which means that-" Kanako's breathless rambling was cut off by Mariya's protest.

"Slow down idiot, I can't hear anything you're trying to say."

"Father Kanae might have killed you," Kanako stated slowly. "Since he had this weird crush on you."

"And what does Father Kanae being charmed by my beauty have to do with this?" Mariya inquired.

"Because he was obviously targeted the women of the school he thought were beautiful, and since he thought you were a girl, he might have killed you too!" Kanako exclaimed, throwing the sheets off her body as she turned over to face the blonde-

Only to accidentally put pressure on her broken leg.

Kanako sobbed in pain as she tried to move into a position that relieved the pain, only to cause more and more agony as she thrashed about.

"Stop that!" Mariya commanded, making Kanako pause in her movements.

Sighing as he helped the raven-haired girl into a comfortable position, Kanako continued.

"You might have died."

"So?"Mariya said dismissively.

"Don't be so flippant about your own life!" Kanako screamed. "He slit Ryuuken's throat and set the school on fire! Father Kanae would have definitely killed you if he wanted to! And there's no revives! It's like a horror game on maximum difficulty without restarts! Are you really saying you don't care?!"

"I didn't die, so why are you worried about it?" Mariya asked, before a smirk stretched across his face. "My, could it be? Have you fallen for my girlish charms too?"

"Of course not!" Kanako protested, balling her hands into fists, before whimpering as the action aggravated some of the cuts and bruises on her hands.

Mariya sighed, before grabbing a tube of medication off of the desk, and approaching Kanako.

"Give me your hands," He commanded as he poured some cream onto his palm.

"Huh?" Kanako said in confusion as she held out her hands.

Mariya rubbed the cream all over Kanako's hands, ignoring the protests and the hives popping up on her skin. The blonde pretended not to notice the red staining the raven-haired girl's cheeks as he spoke.

"There'll be cooked liver for you later. For now, just make sure to rest and not hurt yourself anymore, or I'll give you raw liver."

Kanako pouted, but obeyed, sleeping for several hours.

When she woke up, there was a plate of steaming liver next to her bed, though the blonde was nowhere to be seen.

The trio stood before the twenty-eight latest additions to Ame-no-Kisaki's graveyard. While the funeral had been held weeks before, it had been during Kanako's stay in the hospital, and thus she asked to be accompanied to the graveyard in order to say her goodbyes.

As the injured girl leaned over the grave (getting up from a kneeling position was still painful, so this was the best Kanako could do), saying her prayers, her goodbyes, Mariya and Matsurika stood back, almost respectfully.

"Dear Mother in Heaven, please welcome my friends and classmates into Heaven with a warm embrace," Kanako concluded, before standing and facing the other two.

"I'm done," Kanako announced.

"Can I have a moment?" Mariya asked, his expression solemn as he stepped forward. "I'd like to say my goodbyes as well."

Normally, Kanako would be shocked, act shocked and say some sort of bewildered comment, but this situation was not normal. The two of them were too familiar with mourning to disrespect the practice, so Kanako simply turned and left, only saying, "I'll see you at the dorms." Matsurika accompanied her, leaving Mariya completely alone.

Crouching before Ryuuken's grave, he muttered, "You deserved something much more painful, bitch. I should have cut you into pieces."

(2 months earlier; Twelve Minutes Before Ryuuken Ishima's Death)

Ryuuken Ishima was about to die. At least, that was how she felt, being caught in the crosshairs of the fiercest glares the brunette had ever seen. It would be pretty sad to die at your own graduation, so Ryuuken hoped that the feeling was only a feeling and not a sign that she might die soon.

Surprisingly, the owner of the glare was one of the kindest and most gentle souls Ryuuken had ever met, Mariya Shidou. Her ruby eyes contained anger the older girl didn't know she was capable of, and it seemed like flames were rising from her petite form.

"H-hello, Shidou," Ryuuken greeted, trying her best to remain composed under the fiery glare directed at her.

"Ishima, can we please speak outside?" Mariya asked, voice soft and gentle, even though just a moment before, she was threatening the older girl entirely non-verbally.

The message was clear. 'Stay away from Kanako or you die.'

Gulping, Ryuuken nodded her head, shuffling behind the shorter girl as she was led away from the other students and outside the building.

The older girl never realized that the other girl had a knife until it was at her throat.

The other students never heard her scream, and Kanako never received the love letter Ryuuken was carrying.

"You truly are a despicable human being, killing others for the sake of love," Matsurika quipped as she emerged from behind a tree, hair net on her head, gloved hands carrying a steel canister and a fabric bag.

"Shut up and pour the gasoline already, maid," Mariya commanded, crossing his arms in a huff.

"Yet you don't deny that you're in love. You really have changed, Master Mariya," The silver-haired girl replied as she poured the contents of the container over the corpse of the brunette.

Taking a small plastic bag out of her fabric one, Matsurika dumped the contents on the corpse; hair from a certain Father Kanae.

"And even ruining an innocent man's life too. You really have no regards for no one other than yourself and Ms. Pig don't you," The maid deadpanned as she pulled a lighter out of her fabric bag.

"He's worse than Kanako, when you consider the fact that all the girls he's eyeing up are half his age," The blonde replied. "At least Kanako's not a pedophile."

"I would fear for children everywhere if she was," Matsurika retorted as flames began to engulf Ryuuken's body. "She's already enough of a danger to society without including pedophilia to the list of crimes she's already committed."

Suddenly, from the back of the auditorium, came a sneeze that resounded across the room, making the line of graduates pause for a moment, as the rest of the student body snickered.

"Wow Kanako, that was a huge sneeze!" Sachi exclaimed, amazed. "Someone must be talking about you!"

'Like a certain demon and his minion...' Kanako thought, before responding with, "Yeah, maybe. I just hope that they're saying good things."

"But it's strange," Yuzuru noted as she surveyed the line of graduates. "Where's Ryuuken? She should be on stage right now."

"Perhaps she's ill," Nanami suggested.

"Incorrect!" Honoka announced from beside Kanako. "I saw her enter this morning, but she left a few minutes ago to speak to Mariya."

At the mention of her roommate's name, Kanako froze, mind considering the worst possibilities.

'He could be feeding her all sorts of lies! Mariya could be blackmailing her! Maybe even making her strip- Kanako no, this is not the time for yuri fantasies! Ryuuken might be in danger!'

Kanako had no idea how right she was. It's not like she had time to figure it out, since she was distracted by the fire alarms going off.

The students panicked, and the flashing lights and shrill wailing of the fire alarm did not help at all. Kanako was pushed and shoved by nearly everyone near her, and barely made any progress towards the exit. Stumbling forwards, being pushed backwards, sideways, falling down, getting up, Kanako lost her bearings every second, her feet moving without thinking as chaos devoured all thought in her mind.

The raven-haired girl didn't realize she was on the ground until a parade of shoes trampled her body, much harder than the time she was trampled by Ryuuken's fans (oh how ironic that she thought of her now, now that she was gone) and her hands and bones were crushed by the falling feet, leaving her too weak to crawl. The pounding in her head, the screaming of students, the wailing of the alarms, the stabbing pain in her leg, the crackling of flames surrounding her and the feeling of the bruises upon bruises inflicted upon Kanako's body made her want to die, or pass out, or anything to escape the pain.

'Dear Mother in Heaven, please welcome me into Heaven with a smile.'

But instead of feeling death's cold embrace, she felt warm arms wrap themselves around her, careful not to disturb her broken leg and bleeding hand. Letting herself be engulfed in the warmth surrounding her, Kanako fell asleep in her saviour's arms, not even noticing how the auditorium around her was much, much too hot to be in...

Over a hundred students were injured. The hospital was filled with students recovering from burns and broken limbs, with the worst cases passing away from smoke inhalation or succumbing to their wounds by morning. Twenty-eight students died, including Ryuuken Ishima.

The teachers and students alike were horrified when the news came out. Ryuuken Ishima, a student, a graduate, a child, murdered on school grounds? And the fire set to destroy her corpse ended up killing so many other friends, students, children, people that were known and loved and cherished, now gone, because of him.

Touichirou Kanae was convicted of first-degree and second degree murder of minors, and sentenced to a lifetime of jail. Those who knew Kanae wouldn't have guessed he was capable of such a thing.

And he wasn't. He was simply the designated aggressor, thrown in jail for someone else's crime.

If Matsurika was any less detached from the world, or any less loyal to Mariya, she surely would have felt some remorse, some guilt or at least a twinge of sympathy towards the people she helped kill and maim. But because Matsurika was Matsurika, the cold, calm, composed, loyal minion to Mariya's schemes, she didn't. As monotone as ever, Matsurika reported the facts, adding in jabs at her master at every opportunity.

Mariya didn't give a fuck. The blonde honestly couldn't care less about the number of people he killed or how many people were hurt in his pursuit of his goal. This fiery, demonic determination committed solely to this goal, allowing him to murder and burn without remorse, it's terrifying isn't it? To think that the beloved idol of the school was capable of such things...

Well, considering that he's capable of dousing the woman he loves in gasoline and waving around a lighter, it's not surprising that he's willing to do much, much worse to people he hates, right?

Actually, the blonde cross-dresser was a bit sad he didn't get to do worse to Ryuuken. He would have enjoyed the screams of the girl who dared to fall in love with his property. But because he was short on time before the raven-haired girl would expect him back at the dorm, he only had enough time to slit her throat and set her corpse on fire. What a shame. There were so many ideas Mariya would love to try, but now's not the time or place to discuss medieval torture methods.

'Next time, I'll be sure to have more fun,' Mariya promised himself.

Suddenly, as she was walking home from school, Nanami Kiri sneezed.

Sorry for the wait! My files got deleted- wait did I say that already? Whoops, I forgot.

And yes, this actually was inspired by yandere drama cds. I know that Mariya had to be a bit OOC for it to work, but the yandere path in dating sims are always interesting, so I was actually a bit curious as to how Kanako would respond.

Knowing her, it would probably be something along the lines of 'This isn't the path I wanted! I wanted the beautiful bishoujo path, not the asshole yandere path! Is there anyway I can get onto another path without triggering a bad ending? What do I do?!'

I hope you have a nice day/night/whatever, and see you next update!

Addition: 06/23/2015

I just had an amazing idea for a murder mystery novel. Sorry, but I'm going to take a break from writing oneshots for a while in order to write this one idea I had.

Have a nice day/night/whatever, and see you next update!

Addition: 07/05/2015

Someone took my laptop, I can't get a new one because we just had the floors fixed and then I had to go to the doctor for more medicine which is really expensive.

The past two weeks have not been kind to me. ;A;

I'm sorry for the lack of updates. I hope you have a nice day/night/whatever, and I'll see you next update.

Addition: 07/10/2015

I'm very sorry. Please assume that this fanfic will not be updating anymore unless there's another update.

This was very fun, but I've recently discovered that the only way you can keep working on a library computer consistently is to use a USB, since the one I go to deletes all the files saved on it. :(

I hope you have a nice day/night/whatever, and that you had fun reading this story.