#karmaxreader

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 absent-mindedly smiled at your phone as you went through your photos. Only one person filled your gallery and no one else ever would: Karma Akabane. 

Such a psychotic girl (or whatever gender you identify as) you were. You were the sweetest student in the E-Class, not even students from the main school could bring themselves to hate you. Why? You didn’t even know yourself why people thought you were a nice person. You took advantage of it anyway, you spoiled your friends with compliments and the occasional homemade treat or two. 

You always kept an eye on Karma. You would usually see him staring out a window. Either that or he would be talking to some girl. You yourself couldn’t force yourself to talk to him. Even if you had no problem faking a personality, your love for Karma was real and you knew it was visible enough for anyone to notice. 

Three bodies were deteriorating in your basement already. You got two other girls expelled. You were planning to add a fourth corpse. 

You ate your dinner in silence. Your parents were dead since you were ten but you didn’t care. Every person in the world could die and the only one you needed was Karma. 

Tomorrow was Christmas, meaning it would also be Karma’s birthday. The rest of the school had Christmas off but not for the E-Class. You didn’t care at all though. 

You were planning to make a bento for him and after that, carry out your plan to murder Manami Okuda. 

You watched Karma for a little bit once lunch started. Everyone always found their own special place to eat but Karma never left the classroom. He seemed to be in deep thought and you wondered what he was thinking about. 

You crept silently behind him, suddenly thinking this was a bad idea. 

“K-Karma-kun.” you heard yourself stutter to catch his attention. 

“Hm? (Y/N)-chan?” 

“Happy birthday, Karma-kun!” you said more confidently and presented the bento you made for him from behind your back. You saw the surprise on his face and you felt a rush of warmth spread through your body. 

He took your lunch and opened it eagerly. You noticed that Karma had never brought lunch to school and thought that it would be the perfect gift. 

“Thank you, (Y/N)-chan! You’re the first person to have ever made me lunch,” he said and you felt a blush make its way onto your cheeks. You looked away and played with your fingers behind your back. “It was nothing really,” you mumbled. “I’d make you lunch every day if you wanted.”

Karma didn’t hear you since he was too busy devouring his lunch. You took a seat in front of him and watched him eat every last bite.

Okuda walked into the classroom carrying something wrapped in a piece of cloth. You mustered up the biggest smile you could and waved at her. “Okuda-chan! I was just going to come looking for you.” You said. 

What you were planning to do was to ask her to tutor you in her favorite and best subject: science. The two of you would be alone in your house and absolutely nothing could get in the way of the murder you were going to commit. 

The small girl unwrapped the cloth and revealed her own bento and placed it next to your now empty container. 

You were fuming. How dare she decide to cook something for your love? Did she think she deserved to have Karma’s attention?

“Uwah~I’m getting so much food.” Karma laughed and you giggled a little. I put my heart and soul into that meal, there’s no way he would like that bitch’s bento better than mine you thought. 

“Okuda-chan, can I ask you a favor?” you asked and she nodded. “Will you tutor me in science please?” 

“Of course I will! But Karma also needed my help.” She laughed a little and you were ready to break. “Oh, that's fine,” you replied and said nothing more. 

“We’ll have to go to your house, (Y/N)-senpai,” Okuda said and you hummed in response. You weren’t willing to leave the two of them alone even if it killed you to remain in the same room as her. 

The girl had gotten used to calling you Senpai since you helped her study many times in the past. 

The presence of your love would definitely affect your plan but you couldn’t stand to see Okuda laughing with Karma for another day. Only a minor obstacle, you thought as students were starting to file in for afternoon classes. 

School ended quickly and soon, you were walking home with Karma and Okuda. You were left out of their conversation but you were keeping it together fairly well. Afterall, this girl wouldn’t be much of a problem in a few hours. 

“Make yourselves at home. I’ll be going into the kitchen for a bit,” you said and the two of them sat down on a couch. 

As you were gathering food onto a tray, you began to think. There’s no way I can kill Okuda without Karma knowing, maybe if I just pull her away for a bit then lie to Karma...

“What’s that smell, Senpai?” Okuda asked and wrinkled her nose a bit. You had gotten used to the smell of rotting corpses in your home but you forgot it might’ve been an issue for guests. 

“Oh, that? We had an infestation and had to have it treated. That’s just the smell of the spray.” You lied. You were an excellent liar, no word that left your mouth could be doubted.

An hour passed with Okuda quizzing Karma and you and then she suddenly stood. “I have to be home for dinner!” she exclaimed and your eyes lit up. Oh, how God has favored me, you thought. 

“I’ll walk you out, we have to go out through the back door though,” you said and stood up quickly. Karma seemed to be falling asleep, you couldn’t believe your luck. 

Okuda was about to reach for the handle when you grabbed her wrist harshly. “I want to show you something in the basement,” you said almost monotonously and you could sense her anxiousness starting to rise.

You dragged her down the stairs as the smell became more and more prominent.

Don’t snap.

Don’t snap.

Don’t snap.

You snapped. You had tucked a knife into your skirt when you were getting snacks for your guests. You whipped it out and you saw the betrayal on her face for a split second, right before your knife plunged into her gut. 

Once you started, you couldn’t stop. You stabbed her over and over and over. In her chest, in her throat, in her limbs, and her head. You had to hold her mouth shut to muffle her screams but it didn’t do much. Even when her body went limp and her skin grew cold you didn’t stop.

“O-Okuda-chan.” You heard a voice whisper. 

You turned your head to the top of the stairs where the love of your life stood, body shaking from what you couldn’t tell was either fear or anger. Your hand still gripped that knife that was used to take the life of your classmate. 

You couldn’t hold yourself any longer a few moments ago. You couldn’t stop yourself from pulling the poor girl down the stairs and onto the floor. You couldn’t stop yourself from taking the knife behind your back. Your love for Karma knew no limits. 

If you could’ve just held onto your sanity just a little longer, you could’ve dragged Okuda away from the stairs and to the part of the room that was soundproofed. You could’ve gotten away with this murder. But you didn’t give two shits anymore.

You felt your grin grow wider as you dropped the body. 

“Karma-kun~” you sang and took a step up the stairs. You heard him take a sharp breath. “Are you scared~?” you asked and you could feel his rage. His grip on the door frame tightened. You could sense he was going to run. 

“Love, there’s nowhere to run. No use in banging on locked doors and windows, right, Love?” 

His panting became more obvious and you took yet another step up the stairs. Your steps were unsteady, your mind was decreasing in its stability with every passing moment. “You killed her,” he said. 

You couldn’t stop your uncontrollable laughter. “I killed her? I killed her? Oops, I guess my hand slipped!” You laughed and you could see him on the verge of breaking. “You’re a monster.”

“Me? The monster? Love, I thought you enjoyed violence!” You said and stepped closer. “If I recall correctly~ you were placed in my class - the worst class in the entire school - because you were being a bad little boy to your teachers.” He stumbled backward a little. 

“Karma-kun did you like that sorry excuse for a girl?” you asked. He hesitated to answer. Laughter escaped your lips again. “Oh, you did love that bitch!” 

“Love, there’s no better person for you in the world but me,” you said and grabbed him by the shoulders with your bloody hands. You breathed into his ear and he tensed

“Don’t test my affections for you, Love. I will not hesitate to kill every girl who lays an eye on you,”