Studying (Karma x Reader)
Includes: Mentions of violence, minor cussing, a very slightly racy scene...
You had really been falling behind in the class; it wasn't like you weren't trying, it was just that you had been sick for the past few days. When you finally got back to school, you were totally lost. Your best friend, Nagisa had noticed your distress and offered to help you after school. Relieved, you humbly accepted his aid in your endeavors. You texted your family, asking if it was okay to be home late. Kuro-sensei dismissed the class, and the other students started packing up to go home. You approached the teacher. "Kuro-sensei, would it be okay if Nagisa and I stayed here after school today to study together?" He bent down and gave you keys with a smile. "Helping each other out is a great idea! I have a movie to catch, so be sure to lock up when you're done." He waved with one tentacle arm at you in farewell. You waved back.
When you turned around, all of your classmates were gone except Nagisa "He said yes!" You jingle the keys in your friend's face. He lets out a small laugh. "Great, let's start." You get out your books, then feel a vibration in your pocket. You pull out your phone. 'Sure. Just be home as soon as you're done,' The text read. You put the phone back.
After three long hours of studying with Nagisa , you were all caught up, except in your writing. You pulled out the materials for your last subject area, about to hand them to Nagisa. He stopped your hand, shaking his head. "I'm sorry, but I have something else I need to do tonight. I need to go now." You nodded in understanding.
"Maybe Kuro-sensei will be back to help me with this last bit. Anyway, you've been a huge help! Thanks a lot, Nagisa!"
He smiles on his way out. "Don't forget to lock the door when you're done!" He calls.
"I won't!"
You struggle for a few minutes trying to figure out how to write some of the new kanji in your textbook, and what they mean. You let out a frustrated sigh, and notice the sunset, the land beginning to darken. You glance at the clock. It was nearly seven, so you should head home soon. Obviously, you would not be able to do this part of your work on your own. Your eyes wander the classroom, pondering what you should do, and your gaze happens upon a shadow in the hallway. A human's shadow. Was it Nagisa? What would he be doing back here though? Why wouldn't he have texted you first? "Who's there?" You call, nervously. What if the person was a newly hired assassin, and they thought you were Kuro-sensei?
A person steps out of the dark hall and into the classroom's light, leaning on the doorframe. A flash of golden eyes. The glossy red hair. The slim build. The black-and-white top. Signature cocky smile. "Oh, Karma. It's you! I was wondering who could be possible be lurking about the school at this time." True, you did not know Karma very well personally, but he was one of Nagisa's best friends, and you trusted Nagisa's character judgements. You had known of him since you were little, but had never really worked up the courage to really talk to him very much, aside from school projects and things.
"You're Nagisa's friend, right? (Y/N), was it?" You nod. "Well, any friend of his is a friend of mine." He held out his hand for a handshake. This sent up some red flags. The only other time you had seen him give someone a handshake was when he exploded Kuro-Sensei's hand with bits of knives on his own.
Reluctantly, you shook it, hoping for the best. "Why are you so nervous? I'm not going to do anything. I was just curious why the lights were still on in the school building this late is all. When I saw the door was still unlocked, I thought this could be an opportunity to surprise our teacher with a 'present'." He held up a small blade by the tip. His eyes looked really threatening, but then again, you supposed that they always did that.
"Oh. Well, sorry to disappoint. He went to catch a movie, though it should be over by now. I'm just here trying to figure out this kanji." You gestured to the mixed up symbols on your paper.
"Well, I can help with that. I am pretty good at writing, after all. Some say my handwriting is like a beautiful font."
He looked at your handwriting and whistled. "Wow. This... needs some work. This part needs to be straightened..." he pointed to a smudge of your ink on the paper, "...and this part needs to be longer, and this part needs..." his words faded into the background when he took the pen and guided your hand's pen strokes with his gentle but firm, careful but capable, hand over yours. The writing you both made was beautiful, but it was rather distracting the way he leaned over you, and how close he got. He let go of your hand after writing a few sentences with you, and he sat down on a desk next to you, kicking his feet. After watching you do it right for awhile, he laid the soft side of his face against your book, sitting in the chair in front of you. He looked dreamy.
"You seem distracted, you can't focus or learn well if you're distracted. What's up?" You shake your head viciously. There was no way you would admit that you were crushing on him hard.
"Nothing. Just wondering what Nagisa's doing."
He doesn't pry into your buisness, but rather nods his head. "Preparing a trap for Kuro-Sensei, perhaps. I think that's what I saw him doing."
He helps you finish the rest of the writing, and goes over a few of the things Nagisa was not sure about. As it turns out, Karma is a straight A student, and is only in class 3-E for behavior reasons. You could tell as much easily, by his inability to sit still in a chair for more than 5 minutes at a time.
You look outside, then at the clock, realizing the time. Noticing your gaze, Karma says: "Oh my! Looks like it's dark already. I guess you should head home, right?"
As much as you wanted to spend your time with him, you nodded. If you stayed out much longer, you would get in trouble. You put your finished papers on the teacher's desk, and the books back on the shelf. Placing your backpack securely on your back, you walk out of the doors, Karma following You closely. You lock the doors of the school and turn around to face the night that had fallen.
Usually, you would have been pretty spooked to walk home all by yourself in the dark, with only small lamplights few and far between on the side of the mountain. With Karma, you felt comforted. He would protect you if anything happened, right? He was an expert in combat. You glanced up at his face, obscured by darkness.
"You have a really cool name. It suits you, Karma Akabane." He smiled. His smile was so cool. His canines were so sharp, it made him look like an animal. Or a demon. "Thanks, (Y/N). I like it too." For a while, the two of you strolled in comfortable silence along the mountain path. The insects and nocturnal birds were particularly loud out tonight.
Karma took out his green knife and flipped it, always catching it by the handle. "Pretty impressive," you told him. He laughed. "That? I knew that even in primary school. It's easy." Even his basic moves were beyond you. "Since the blade is mostly silicone, you can just flip to your heart's content. You can't really injure yourself with one of theses, after all." He bent the soft, flexible tip.
"You're so cool. It seems like there's nothing that you're bad at or that phases you. Well, you get in trouble pretty often, I suppose. And you don't really have good social interaction with anyone other than Nagisa. But I mean, Nagisa gets along with anyone."
Surprisingly, he nodded. "Agreed. But, I did just help you with your homework, didn't I? That's... something, right?"
You nodded. "Well yeah! Your pros way outweigh your cons. You're handsome, smart, funny, and you likely have the highest chance of killing Kuro-sensei. Besides, when it comes to reading people, you never seem to miss anything." You blushed slightly. Was that over the top?
"Well, what makes you special is that you always stand up for me. Even thought you don't know me very well, you believe in me and support me. Like my own personal cheerleader. It's nice. I never had anyone do that for me before." He became lost in thought.
A strange booming noise made you jump. From your classroom, you recognized that sound. A gun being discharged. The second you heard that sound, Karma shoved you along with him, and motioned behind a bush. You followed him quickly. He pulled you in and your heart raced. His eyes scanned over the bush to see what was going on. How could anyone harm you when you were with him? Wow. Pulling you close like this, it was almost like a hug. How could you think like that? Your life might be in danger, and all that you could think of was a crush? He was just being a protective friend, you told yourself. He ducked down behind the bush with you and put a finger on your lips. His hands were so pretty, perfectly manicured. How odd for a boy.
"Ha! I shot you, Kuro-sensei! Thanks to the trap that Nagisa made." Relief flooded your senses. It was just one of your classmates.
"Well, I regenerate so you have to do better next time. Shoot me at least five times, and maybe you can do some real damage."
The person sighed. "Oh come on, give me some credit!" The noises shuffled away.
Seeing that you were out of danger, Karma released you from his hold and looked down at you with that intense gaze of his. It was hard to meet his eyes. He took his finger off your lips, and he bent his thumb and index finger together. "Why didn't you pull away from me after we moved?" You froze. "I was holding you so closely. It was a little weird." How was he not blushing after saying something like that? He had to have at least some idea, right?
You felt your face heat up, sure it was bright red. "R-really? I h-hadn't noticed. There was a lot going on. Perhaps I thought you were... um, part of the bush." That was by far the dumbest thing you have ever said in your entire life, you decided.
"Don't lie to me. You just said I don't miss anything." He put his finger back on your lips and traced them gently. His finger was so soft against your skin. You gulped. "What was with you clinging to me for protection? For an assassin, you sure look pretty weak right now." He took his hand and cupped your jawline.
"(Y/N), if I didn't know better, by the way you react to my touch, the way you lean into me... do you happen to be in love?" You were paralyzed. How would he react if you told him the truth?
"I-I'm sorry," You merely said, at a loss for words.
"Don't be. This is a great learning opportunity. Besides, damn, you're kinda freaking cute." He left you breathless as he pulled you in for a kiss, his body heavy against yours. He gently pressed his hips on you, and you pulled him in closer for another kiss, knowing The answer to his question was painfully obvious.
You reflected on the night when you finally got home. Weather he loved you back or merely wanted to learn about romance was beyond you. Well, if he had wanted to only take a 'learning opportunity', then he would have gone to Miss Bitch and asked her. Besides, he even helped you with homework. A small smile played at your lips. He must like you back, at least to some extent.
