MakotoxYandere!Reader-Phsycho Girlfriend pt.1

"Finally I have you...Makoto Senpai..Ehe, you're mine."

"_______-chan...S-stop...that hurts.."

"It must hurt a little...That's the only way you'll learn."

"A-Ah..! Stop it!"

"Say it then. Or I'll make it hurt more.."

"I..I love you.._____-chan..Only you..."

Makoto gasped as he sat upright in his bed, waking in cold sweat. His breathing was heavy and sweat beaded his pale forehead. His hands clutched the blankets that covered him as his eyes stared into the darkness of his room; wide with fear. After taking a moment to calm down with a few deep breaths, Makoto looked over at the clock which read : 3:05 AM.

He groaned and laid back against his pillow once more, now staring up at the dark grey ceiling of his room.

"Another...nightmare.."he mumbled.  Yes, Another nightmare. Lately for the past week, Makoto has been having nothing but nightmares it seemed. they always involved him being bound by something, abandoned somewhere, and hurt by another person...which always seemed to be his close childhood friend _______.

Was she simply just on his mind a lot lately, since she would be moving back to Japan fairly soon. Maybe that was it and he was just anxious to see her. Maybe he's been watching too many horror movies with his best friend, Haruka Nanase, and the gore was getting to him. He hated horror movies anyway and was always easily frightened by them.

But still...wouldn't it makes more sense if Haru appeared in his dreams instead? After all, he was the one he watched them with.

Makoto frowned and rolled over in his bed so that he might lay on his side. His olive colored locks frayed slightly over his emerald colored eyes as he gazed at the clock that gave off a soft blue color that illuminated the numbers on it. Beside it, he had a framed picture of him and his childhood friend when the two were young.

He was the goofy kid with big ears and the big grin, standing next to the rather shy looking girl with the pretty (e/c) eyes and (h/l)(h/c) hair. He smiled gently as he remembered the day the photo was taken and let the happy memory wash away the chill of his nightmare and carry him away into a much nicer dream.

The next day, Makoto got up early and ran out his house so that he may head towards Haru's. He did this every morning since his friend would lose track of time while laying in the bathtub in his swim suit. Haru loved the water and swimming more than life itself. In fact, Makoto believed that if there was no way for Haru to swim, he would wither away and die like a fish out of water and thats precisely what Haru may as well be.

A Fish out of water.

"Haru! I'm coming in!"The brunette called as he slide the door open to his best friend's house. He stepped inside, closed the door behind him and looked around. The house looked deserted and any regular person would just assume that Haru had already left for school. But Makoto knew better.

He sighed deeply as he walked to Haru's bathroom and slowly opened the door. And there he found him. A young man with midnight blue hair and eyes as clear as water, laying in a nearly overflowing bathtub with nothing but his swimsuit on.

"Haru! Come on! We're going to be late for school!"Makoto scolded as he walked over to his friend. Haru glanced up at him as he was offered a hand by the taller male who gave him a tender smile as well. "Lets get going, Haru-chan."

"I thought I told you not to call me that."Haru grumbled. Makoto chuckled and proceeded to help his friend out the tub once he took his hand. "Hey, it's still kind of early, Whats the big rush to get to school?"

Makoto chuckled and rubbed the back of his neck.

"Is it early? Sorry, guess I just got excited for today."he responded. Haru stared at him expressionless as he stepped out the tub.

"Oh yeah..isn't today the day your friend comes or something..?"He asked. Makoto nodded.

"Yeah, she's been living in America for a long time now. I guess I'm a little excited to see her again. I wonder what she looks like now.." Haru stared at Makoto for some time before brushing past him and walking out the room.

"Whatever..I need to make my lunch.."

"You mean that Mackerel with pineapple? How can you eat that stuff? It's so.."

"Well no one's forcing you to eat it...!"

"Sorry Haru..but I don't think all that Mackerel is healthy for your diet. Oh Hey! We gotta go! Come on!!"

Makoto practically dragged Haru out his house once he was dressed and the two ran towards the train station where their two underclassmen friends, Nagisa and Rei, awaited.

"Late as usual.."Rei greeted them with his usual down talk. Makoto chuckled and ran over to the two. Rei was a tall young man with navy blue hair and violet eyes that were protected by his crimson glasses.

Nagisa giggled and bit into a bun that he held in his hands. He had shaggy blond hair and bright magenta eyes.

"Hey, good morning Haru, Makoto!"he greeted.

"Hey guys. Sorry we're late."Makoto smiled. Rei simply sighed while Nagisa ate the rest of his warm bun while speaking incoherent words due to all the food in his mouth.

As the four went to school, Makoto could barely contain himself. After school he would see you again. How he wished the day would hurry up and end. During class he kept his gaze out the window until the teacher asked for the attention of all the students, causing him to look up.

"Students, please welcome our new student who just transferred in this morning. She comes all the way from America." Makoto sat upright in his chair as he stared at the teacher, his eyes widening. There were murmurs among the classmates, all awing about the fact that they while have a classmate from America.

She comes from America..?  Could it be...? No, she wasn't flying in till this evening..let alone transferring into his school; his class. But still..could it..?

"Students, please welcome _______ _______. Come on inside _______."the teacher announced, looking at the door with  All the students, including Makoto and slowly, she appeared. Makoto watched as a girl with (h/l)(h/c) hair stepped inside. Her (e/c) eyes shyly scanned the room as she waves timidly.

"H-Hello.."She squeaked. Most of the class awed at how cute she was. Compared to everyone else, she was a tiny thing. Tiny and shy, the cutest combination. Her school skirt swayed by her thighs and she kept her hands clasped tightly against it. Makoto simply stared at her, eyes wide and mouth agape. He couldn't believe it.

His friend, the one who supposedly wasn't flying in till this evening...was now standing before him in his own classroom. It didn't take long for her eyes to meet his and the two kept eye contact for a whole minute.

She smiled at him before looking at the teacher. She asked if she could sit beside him since he was the only person she knew and the teacher agreed.

She's coming this way now. W-What do I do?? I haven't even prepared myself! I haven't thought of anything to say! I wasn't ready! What do I do?? Um um..Crap! Think Makoto! Think! Makoto bit his lip roughly as ______ walked over and took her seat beside him on his right side.

He couldn't help but stare at her in shock. He wanted to say something to her but no words came out and class was starting. Damn, he would just have to wait till the end.

While Makoto was staring at his friend, Haru was staring at the two of them. He wanted to know; who was she? How did she know Makoto? Why is she in their class? Will Makoto focus all his attention on her now instead of swimming? No..Makoto would never let anybody come between him and the swim club. He looked away slowly and back out the window.

He wouldn't....right?