obsession // yuki-yuno jb

[k!ah]

Y U K I     A M A N O

He sits on the sofa in the corner of the room, one leg tossed over the other gingerly looking at the dirt beneath his nails. If he thought about it long enough he could imagine it to be the blood of seven. One day he would find the man and he would tear out his throat with his own hands. But for now he would have to wait, carted off to the capitol to once again take part in a game he never wished to play.

The door opens and he doesn't need to look up to know who charges in. "What are you doing here, Yuno?" He says cooly, looking up from his nails, with a sigh of impatience. He pins her with a cold glare. He could barely look at her, constantly reminded of the way she had held him back as his parents were murdered at the cost of his life. He remembered a time when he would cower in the corner as she valiantly fought his battles. Well she couldn't fight this one, no matter how much she willed it.

"I told you to leave me alone. I don't want to see you."

[cass]

Y U N O

The world was ending. Her hands dig into the picture she had drawn of herself and her beloved Yuki together. The white picket fence, the house, their children-

It was over. Without her, he wouldn't survive. Her life revolved around fighting his battles for him. How many times had she saved him? How many times had she stopped Five or Nine from slicing his throat open? His life belongs to her. After everything she had done to protect it, to allow him to grow and blossom. She had even stopped him from trying to save his parents as they'd been murdered. Because she loved him that much. She'd do anything for him.

The door swung open fast, slamming into the wood loudly as she storms into the room. The glare thrown her way is like fire against her skin and she finds her lip wobbling pitifully as she stumbles across the carpet and to the ground in front of him.

She shoves the picture into his lap, pushing the paper against his hands- forcing him to see it- to see the future he had promised her.

"Yuki, how could you do this to me?" Yuno stares at him, hurting down to her very core as his anger rings freely between them. He would forgive her for it. She knew he would, it'd just take time.

But he was out of time.

"You promised we'd be together forever," she sobs, hands digging into his clothes as tears fall down her cheeks. "I'm sorry I couldn't volunteer quick enough, you know I'd kill them all. Every single one of them. Just like I killed Three and One. I'd do it again, Yuki. I'd kill anyone. I can kill the other girl right now and take her place."

G A S A I

kaitlin

[k!ah]

Y U K I     A M A N O

She's on the ground before him, hands shoving a piece of paper into his own. "Yuno! Yuno stop-" He pauses, eyes taking in the stain of scarlet that paints the paper. It was blood in the shape of a heart. Wh-what? Illustrated was himself and Yuno and kids... and blood. Actual blood. Eyes close for a moment, he felt dizzy as she spilled out her heart, sobbed hands pressing into him desperately.

She was a mess, eyes frantic, frenzied as she recites the life she had taken for him, the lives that she would take if he allowed it.

"Enough Yuno! Enough! Murder isn't the fucking answer to every problem. You can't fight this battle for me. You cant fight any battle for me. Not anymore. Not after what you did. Don't you understand" He cries, hands digging into her shoulders as he shakes her aggressively. Just looking at her made his blood boil, his lips pull back into a snarl.

"I. Don't. Forgive. You." He emphasises each syllable, pushing her off him as he climbs to his feet. "This future you have manifested in your mind will never come true. Even if I make it home, you and me? We aren't going to happen." He hisses, glaring at her tear filled hurt eyes. Maybe he should fear the look of devastation that seems to consume her, she was unpredictable, a monster in the skin of a girl. "Let me go. I'm not your Yuki." He gets close to her, faces only a breath apart.


"I won't ever love you."

[cass]

Y U N O

His fingers dig into her shoulders and all she feels is the connection between their souls. It hurts, but she loves the way it feels, loves the expression of his desire in each aggressive shake of her body. The snarl on his face is the same one she’d seen when he killed that boy, and it makes her heart soar. She’d loved watching him kill, loved seeing him glow in the blood of his victim.

He was perfect in every single way. He was everything to her and he better not fucking die.

“It’s okay, Yuki,” she says, fervent eyes glued to his as she grips his shirt. “You’re overwhelmed by the terror of the current situation, but darling,” she smiles, stretching to her teeth as she glows, “you’ve already killed before. You can do it again, it’s not difficult.”

“I know this is scary, and it’s clouding your judgment right now, but everything I’ve ever done has been for you. It’s always been for you, my love. It’s okay, you’ll see it once you made it through the games and we can be reunited again.” She grabbed his hands, lacing their fingers together as she stared at him. Her eyes were filled with obsessive love, desire riddling her expression.

“Don’t worry, once you return home you’ll see. Whatever fear you might be feeling now is overshadowing the love we feel for each other. You’ll see.”

Love could beat everything. Her love for him would last forever. He was strong. He would make it home, she didn’t doubt it.

G A S A I

kaitlin