A/n: Pinksterz!💕

Seriously, this chapter gave me a lot of trouble. Not trouble in writing, no! But trouble on whoever from the many key masters of Why Not? is lucky enough to open this.

More ridiculous author's note at the bottom!

Also, this is probably the most gruesomely goriest story I have ever written, so you've been warned!⚠⚠⚠

Yanderetale

⚠Warning: For those who doesn't know what Yandere means; it is actually the state of being agressively, violently, maniacally, murderous due to the extreme compassion one felt for somebody else.

It means, for example; if you feel extremely jealous about your crush being with somebody else, to the point that you become insane and really want to kill him/her, then that's being yandere.

So I'm warning you that Yanderetale involves any killing, the chapter may contain the following:

Blood
Gore
Murder
Insanity

If you are feeling any discomfort, or that the mentioned subjects above could trigger you, I suggest you skip this chapter, or at least the bloody scenes. Thank you!💕

Key Masters:

kawaii_trash180
Gabbyisabela143
GalaxyLunaMoon

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Outside, a marvelous afternoon of multi-hued skies in a blendly colorful mixture of orange, pink, and purple, the sun's setting rays shone in the horizon, its glowing glimmering tips stretching beyond through separately open gaps of fresh green leaves, draping the pine-scented branches of various trees. This aesthetically detailed scenery can be viewed from up the rooftop of a greyish white-painted five-story building.

Below, students; humans and monsters alike, are in either neat or ruined uniforms, scampering out of the said structures huge windowed doors, happily chatting with each other as they enjoyed the end of the days classes.

But inside the schools small wooden shed, located just behind the premises, a perfectly hidden homicide was taking place.

We see two silhouettes emerging in our own point of view; one was standing, and the other was on the floor. As we squinted our orbs for a better look; one was a skeleton, and the other was human.

The skeleton displayed his everlasting grin on his ivory white skull, but in an unusual way, he was beaming with wrathfully crazed glee. He didnt mind the stained crimson liquid dripping down from the seemingly sharp bone he held on his right phalange, the said scarlet substance soiling his once purely clean school uniform. His crystal white focus was on the wonderful sight below his feet.

The brunet human, or rather, whatever he is on this state right now, was at the floor, frolicking on his own pool of what we had now discovered as his red waterfall of life; blood. Every hint of lively color on him faded to a much paler hue, as if he wasnt alive at all, with hints of a deathly purple tint, along with his once gleaming sapphire orbs, now a lifeless grey stare. But despite the situation he was in right now, and with the source of the growing red pond forming from multiple deep stabs located in every inch of his body, he was still breathing eerily, grasping every bit of air in avail.

"Y-you're..." he suddenly wheezed, "Crazy!"

"Oh, Adrian." The monster chuckled in amusement, nodding in a 'tsk' manner, "This is what everyone preferred to call, love."

"Love?" he gasped, coughing up a handful amount of blood, "S-sans, you're out of y-your mind! Frisk wouldn't..." but just as he was about to finish talking in a lack of effort, the skeletal monster quickly held the human up by his collar, his pinpricks piercing right through him in a threatening glare.

"What? Frisk wouldn't what?!" he growled, slightly shaking his victim, "You think ya're smart enough to know what love is? Ya dont even feel love, thats why ya wont understand!" he slammed the helpless boy to the wall, but he did not give any reactions from that. He was too limp to even react anyways, theres no point.

"Maybe ya don't actually love her, right? All that affection ya tried to give are all fake. If ya really do love her, ya'd have to do better than that, Adrian. So tell me... Do ya love her?" he asked, his irises visibly trembling with raged insanity.

"I-I... love Frisk." He breathed in a raspy tone. Unfortunately for the boy, however, because of that single blunt reply, Sans howled in haughty laughter.

"Wrong answer."

"S-spare me."

"Oh, I'm sorry, what was that? I couldn't hear ya from my recollection of me sparing ya last time. But don't worry," he reassured unreasonably, his grin swelling ear-to-ear if possible, "I'm sure your friends will be happy to have ya with them burning in hell." With this, if only he could be capable enough, the human would be paler than usual in fear, the crazed skeleton landing a finishing stab right in the middle of his forehead, the blood-stained ivory bone colliding pass through hardened flesh, right after, the balls of his orbs popping out as response.

Satisfaction welled up inside him, as soon as he noticed the blue-hued soul of Integrity float out of the corpse, dissipating to blue dust of drifting nothingness.

"I thought so too."

He loved it. He knew all the things he did, everyone he ever killed, no, corrected, was just lovely. He was absolutely proud of it. It was all only for his precious senpai.

No wonder, the expression of 'crazy for you' was of reality, thanks to him. But sorry not sorry, he didn't think of it as frenzied craze, never! It's what he prepared to call as LOVE to love, nothing much. Just eliminating his rivals who gets in his way, and her way, once and for all. Why didn't he think of permanently deleting them at the first place? Then again, to be fair, gave them time to realize their mistake.

Yet however, as he completed in corroding the carcass ablaze into the incinerator, cleaning the evidence with a wipe of a mop, and changing to a tidier outfit, he couldn't help but manage to frown a bit. Frowning is such an understatement, more like glare, his gaze following a certain white-furred goat monster leaving the premises, some friends tagging along with him, which surprisingly included Undyne and Alphys.

The boy has been nice towards everybody, that he practically became a friend magnet, or even a heartthrob of the school, but that's not the reason he didn't like the guy.

Ever since that annoying cousin of his senpai decided to transfer in their school, Frisk has been a bit distant towards him, and it irritated, at the same time, terrified the skeleton.

Was he being too obvious?

Did she found out about his killings?

Various thoughts have been consuming his mind day by day, until he halted to sudden realization, feeling the smooth texture of the sharp bone he hid inside his pocket.

All the murders, all homicide, all acts he did just to grasp even the tiniest fragment of her heart... Wasted to the feeling of neglect.

This was too much for him to bear, and it hurts. It pained his soul more than anything could, but what can he do to stop it?

The cause of this ache.

The cause of his acts.

The cause of his love.

Eliminate her.

"Sans!" cried a voice ever so soft as silk, its owner, out-radiating the rays of the sun, and the liveliness of their surroundings. She ran up to him, graceful as a swan, her chestnut brown hair flying with the cool breezing wind. Skidding to a stop, she bashfully looked down on her shoe-covered toes, her bangs slightly covering her eyes underneath her pair of glinting rectangular thin-brimmed glasses. He looked down at her, his eye sockets now a pitch black, devoid of any affection, though trying to fight back the pain and flutter he felt at the sight of her.

Observing her further, she seemed a bit nervous, her hands behind her back in an attempt to hide a specific item.

"I-I've been... meaning to tell you something. Something I should've told you before." She muttered, audible to his nonexistent ears. She slightly backed away beyond his reach, looking a little terrified, which hurts the skeleton even more than before.

"You shouldn't have been my friend." Is the thought he imagined shed tell him.

No longer handled to control himself, he slowly reached for his weapon, bloodlust under his ivory shell of insanity.

"I know... I have been a jerk not talking to you for weeks now, but I was just scared." She continued, not noticing a bone being pulled out.

"Shy. Scared you'd... reject me."

Hearing those words, struck a string in his soul, the bone he now held hidden behind his back. He gazed forward to look at her flustered fairly-pale complexion.

"Scared of what you may think of me. It's all my stupid awkward nature's fault I didn't have the courage to tell you that..." she held her head up high in a fierce expression, holding out the item she hid; a box of chocolates, towards him as she yelled, "I like you!"

He was entirely dumbfounded. Speechless.

Never had he experienced such joy, such succession, only silenced by the uneasy atmosphere present between them. You could even hear a pin drop on the floor, but unfortunately in this case-- A bone.

Because of shock, he accidentally dropped the sharp now red-tinted bone. And to make things worse, she saw it all. Instantly, he kicked the bone away to a nearby bush in a panic.

"Th-that was," he stammered, gazing at her widened horrified honey-glazed golden eyes, "Nothing!"

"Y-you're... going to kill me?" she gasped, petrified, distancing herself even further, preparing to run.

"N-no, I wasn't!" he cried in defense, as Frisk turned to make a run for it, but not before he quickly embraced her from behind, holding her in place.

"Let me go!" she yelled, trying hard to yank out of his arms, tears spilling out from her eyes, her spectacles now on the floor.

"Not if ya listen to me." he groaned at her struggle.

"Please." She started to sob out of fright, the both of them falling to their knees, "Let me go."

"Frisk. I would never kill ya."

"Yes you are." She wailed, "I'm sorry! It's because of Fuku, right?"

"Fuku?" he asked, confused.

"I-I'm sorry! I didn't mean to kill her! I was just--I mean, don't I deserve you? I was only doing this because I want you. Was it wrong?" she mumbled in between her cries, but like before, he heard it all, and he couldnt help but cry as well, too overjoyed.

"I don't know." He answered, "But ya said, ya killed her? Ya were the one who spilled water all over her?" he added, amazed that this girl he grew fond of, known as the most innocent in all of their academy, not daring enough to kill a single fly, murdered the one person he was oh so annoyed of? Dang.

She nodded in retort, looking down at the ground once more, "I-I understand if you're mad at me. I deserve to be killed by you."

"No!" he said, his hand holding her chin up to make her face him, "I ain't mad at ya, sweetheart."

"But you should be! I killed the person you cared! I'm a monster--"

"The only monster around here, at this time at least, is me." he chuckled, standing up before extending his hand to help her up as well, which she hesitantly accepted. He leaned in to whisper back at her.

"I killed them."

"W-what?"

"Alex, Simon, Trisha, Stella... Adrian. I eliminated them from existence."

"Why?" she asked, bewildered, not noticing him leaning at her in such close proximity.

"Because..." he breathed, "Ya're mine, and only mine." And with that, he closed the gap (Never really wanted to use the word XP).

Remember that, sweetheart. Everyone should.

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A/n: Finished! Thank goodness it's done, done, DONE!

Because a lot of new Key Masters started popping in to join the Why Not? fun, I ended up feeling dizzy by the number of keys I now hold, confused to where I should place them.

So, the key masters and I have this really tense meeting, and yeah, they all agreed to open up this chapter, and another. Special thanks for the key masters of Why Not? for helping in such a hectic time! Give them claps, 'cause they're the best!💕

Anyways, the next chapter is the long awaited part two of...

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Description: Please... Heal Her! II

Level 2: Unlocked

Though blessed with fame and fortune, the great Dr. Sans never cared less or more for anyone. But after meeting his very special patient, Frisk, who had only a year to live, will he have time to show how much he cared?

Want to open it? Don't try to! It's already unlocked.

See ya in the next chapter, pinksterz!💕