《Neko Yandere X Reader》Chapter 17
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I gasp at Haru's appearance. Pale nude ears, the same as his blonde hair, along with a long bushy fluffy blonde tail. I could see his fangs poking through his lips, just like Takuya's.
"H-Haru.. You're one, too?" I stutter as I'm completely shocked. I thought Takuya was the only one of his kind. At least, around this town. How many 'neko' things are in this town - in my school!
"Hello [Name]. Surprised?" He snickers with a toothy grin. Huh? That does sound like Haru..
"What do you want?" Takuya growls as I feel his grip on me tighten, pulling me closer to his chest. His warmth surrounding my back like an envelope surrounding a letter.
"I'm just here to check up on [Name]. I don't trust you Takuya."
"What a shame that is Haru."
The pair of them exchange glares but as Haru was about to speak, I interrupt with my own question.
"Wait! So, Haru. You're the same creature that, Takuya is. Right?" I ask, gesturing to the man who currently had his hand around my waist. Haru chuckles as he spits on the floor in disgust.
"We may appear the same [Name]. But I can assure you that we are completely different. Ide rather die than be the same as his kind." He growls, taking a few steps closer, causing Takuya to snarl angrily.
"I don't understand-"
"You see [Name]. My kind, we act like a pack of wolves or a happy family. We care for each other and love one another. We will also defend one another from harm. We would kill if we had to, if it meant someone was in danger. We are the good Neko's. But him. His kind are the complete opposite. His kind are evil, they do not look out for one another. I've seen what their kind do. They've killed each other fighting over meat, rather than sharing or just finding their own. They slaughter innocent lives for fun and games - as if it were a sport. They do not care for people other than themselves. If he says he cares about you [Name]. It's a lie. He only wants one thing from you, not your friendship, not your love or your purity. He only wants your flesh.-"
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"That is enough!" Takuya yells enraged as he interrupts Haru. I begin to shake and worry as Takuya's grip tightens as he holds onto me.
"I forbid you to talk about me in such a manner." Takuya snarls as he takes a step forward, causing me to also need to take one as he still held onto my waist.
"I know what kind I belong to. But I am nothing like them. "
"Is that so Takuya? So, you don't kill for fun?"
"No. I do not."
"That's strange. Last time I checked, you got away with murdering Mizuki. That was for fun. Right?"
I gasp at Haru's words as I slowly turn around to face Takuya. His eyes lower down to meet mine. His expression was stern yet somewhat sad.
"I-Is it t-true? Did y-you murder Mizuki?" I ask as I start to pull away from his grasp. Only this time, he lets me go, his arms falling by his side but his posture remained tall and strong.
"I was protecting you [Name]." He admits with a deep tone. I choke for air as I try process what I had just heard. It was true. Takuya killed Mizuki.
I slowly start to back away towards Haru but Takuya quickly speaks, causing me to freeze.
"She harmed you and I swore to myself that I would not let anyone cause you harm. I imprinted on you and I will not let anyone stand in my way of making you mine." He says as he takes a few steps closer, making his way towards me. I begin to panic as my breathing increases but before Takuya could reach me, I'm snatched back by Haru as he holds me close. This only angers Takuya even further.
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"Admit it Takuya. You only want [Name] so you can eat her." My eyes widen at the very thought. As a shiver sends down my spine. Takuya snarls as his fangs snap at Haru.
"I told you Haru. I am not like my kind and I never will be."
"I don't believe you."
As those words left Haru's lips, Takuya growled louder than before, almost like a roar. Long talon like claws grow from his finger nails as his fangs elongated. Haru let me go and stepped in front of me as a shield as his body transforms the same as Takuya. Showing long teeth and claws as their tails swish angrily back and forth. Their ears laying back against their heads.
"Move out of the way Haru. I will not allow you to get in the way."
"Sorry Takuya. I cannot allow you to take [Name]."
They exchange snarls before lunging at each other. The sound was bone chilling, their screeches and shrieks as one bites the other. The blood curdling sound of claws punching skin. I wanted to run and hide or help break them apart, but I couldn't. I was completely frozen in shock and fear that I couldn't move a muscle. The only thing I could do, was scream. I screamed so loud yet they did not stop. I watched in horror as Haru's jaw locks around Takuya's neck, biting down hard as his fangs penetrate the skin, blood trickling down. Takuya in response tried to remove Haru's locked jaw by tearing his claws right into the flesh of his mouth. He push his claws in deep before yanking then out. Haru hollered in pain as his jaws unlatch from Takuya's neck. As I stare as the wound, I realised how deep and painful it must have been as a massive chunk of flesh was missing from his face. I could see his teeth and gums. It made me want to throw up.
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