Summary: The world has been saved and they're all graduating... but it's still not over just yet. At least not for them. Karmanami / Karma x Manami
I don't own Assassination Classroom or else I would have spammed that thing with so many Karmanmi scenes.
Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically-wise. I don't have time to re-read or edit things.
Okuda sighed, a gentle smile on her face as she stared at her acceptance letter to her highschool of choice. Next to the small yet important piece of paper was the ridiculously thick book Koro-sensei had left for her, just as he’d left for everyone. There was no one in class right now as she’d come here after the end of the school ceremony. Others had already come to reminisce and Okuda had planned it so that she could take a moment of privacy, to soak in the fact that it was finally... over.
“If you had said no, once I succeeded with my goals, I
would have done everything in my power to make you mine anyways.” Karma’s smile
was positively devious, enjoying the endearingly shy look on Okuda’s face as
she found it impossible to look at him. “And I’m sure I would enjoy every last
second of assassinating your heart and making it all mine.”
I don't own Assassination Classroom or else I would have spammed that thing with so many Karmanmi scenes.
Please forgive any mistakes, both character-wise and grammatically-wise. I don't have time to re-read or edit things.
Wait For Me
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Okuda sighed, a gentle smile on her face as she stared at her acceptance letter to her highschool of choice. Next to the small yet important piece of paper was the ridiculously thick book Koro-sensei had left for her, just as he’d left for everyone. There was no one in class right now as she’d come here after the end of the school ceremony. Others had already come to reminisce and Okuda had planned it so that she could take a moment of privacy, to soak in the fact that it was finally... over.
Her eyes stung as tears gathered in them.
Saying it was over made it sound so relieving, as though they’d overcome
some horrible trial and was now going to live their lives in peace, but the
truth was bittersweet instead. She’d hope so desperately that Koro-sensei could
have been saved somehow. Still, the ending he met wasn’t that bad either.
Surrounded by his precious students, content that he’d succeeded what he’d
sought out to do.... and to finally be reunited with his beloved after
fulfilling both of their dreams.
Okuda knew Koro-sensei was also confident that everyone in the class would
do their best to live up to his expectations.
She was startled out of her thoughts when the classroom door opened. Okuda
quickly brushed her tears away, her cheeks flushing at being caught like this.
The blush turned crimson when she saw just who it was that caught her.
“K-Karma-kun,” she stammered.
He gave her a cocky grin, leaning against the entrance of the class. The
evening light flitting through the windows gave a light glow to his red mane,
extenuating the sharp yet crafty spark in his eyes. “Okuda-san.”
“W-What are you doing here?” it was difficult to calm her beating heart,
especially when he’d caught her at such an embarrassing moment. Fidgeting a
little, she tried to give him a carefree smile. “The others probably have gone
home by now.”
“I should say the same to you,” he easily evaded her question, giving her
a mischievous grin that would have normally sent their other classmates
scurrying for the hills. But, as always, Okuda didn’t appear affected. Instead,
the smirk seemed to calm her jittery nerves and the smile on her face turned
more genuine. Karma stared at her for a bit before walking towards her,
straddling the chair in front of her desk backwards so he could face her. “So
what is it?”
“Huh?” she asked, looking befuddled.
“The reason you’re here all by yourself?”
Okuda’s eyes softened as she turned her attention to the paper in front of
her. “I was just remembering everything we’ve been through... and I wanted to
share with Koro-sensei that I got into the school of my choice.”
“Of course you did,” Karma leaned against the table, resting his chin
against his fist while he took the acceptance letter between them, spinning it
around so that he could read it. “An all girl’s school?”
“Well, it’s not really an all girl’s school.” She said with a sheepish
grin. “There’s a boy’s school right next door, but they like to divide things
up while having the occasional co-ed activities. I’m more interested in the
science program that they have there.”
“Hm, that sounds like you,” there was an unreadable smile on his face that
made Okuda tilt her head in curiosity. The question was brimming to her lips,
but she knew he’d tell her if he wanted to.
“Karma-kun is staying at Kunugigaoka, right?” she giggled slightly,
leaning back comfortably against her seat. “I’m sure you’ll be number one here
in no time.”
“Of course,” the devilish side of him appearing to leak through and Okuda
could practically see the horns forming. The smile on his face turned sinister
at the forthcoming future. “Those idiots here won’t know what hit them.”
The smile on Okuda’s face faded a bit, a rueful look replacing it instead.
“I guess it’s finally happening then, isn’t it?”
Karma shrugged carelessly. “It was always bound to happen.”
“Of course,” she agreed. “It’s just hard to imagine that it’s finally
here. We’re all going out separate ways...”
“I doubt most of us will lose touch with each other though,” he said with
a soft snort. Almost everyone in this class had a mushy complex and even those
who were mostly loners would be bugged into keeping in contact with everyone
else. Not to mention, with technology these days, there was no chance they’d
ever lose contact with one another. “It’s not every day that an entire class
unites together to save the world.”
“Still, who knows when the next time will be when we see each other in person
and all together?” Okuda whispered before quickly shaking her head. “Sorry, I’m
being a bit pessimistic. I guess everything still feels surreal.”
“No,” Karma spoke and then grinned slyly at her, “that’s what I like about
you Okuda-san. It’s comfortable to talk to you.”
She smiled back at him. “I find it comfortable to speak to you as well.”
“But for me, I haven’t found anyone else I can speak to as comfortably as
I do with you,” he continued, maintaining their locked gazes. The smile on
Okuda’s face faltered a bit, confusion flitting through her features as his
eyes seemed to sharpen. A heaviness was filling the air and she could feel the
pressure on her shoulders. Was he releasing his bloodlust? But why? “Do you
find that to be the same?”
Okuda laughed, albeit a bit nervously this time. “M-Maybe? And you’re
exaggerating, Karma-kun. You and Nagisa-kun are probably closer!”
“Nagisa is one thing,” Karma spoke softly before a dark underlying edge
honed the fine tips of his voice. “You are a completely other thing.”
Words were lost on her as the bloodlust seemed to intensify. She’d always
seen the power of his killing intent from afar, but never had it ever been
aimed towards her. But why? She just couldn’t understand. They’d been taught
from Koro-sensei to hone their bloodlust and to launch it towards whatever it
is they desire, to devour and tame it until they’d murdered it to submission.
So what was Karma-kun after?
“I...” she began softly, but there was no need for her to even continue as
a pair of soft lips was suddenly upon her.
The touch was gentle, almost convincingly innocent. However, right before
he pulled away, she felt the faint brush of his tongue on the seams of her
lips, threatening to enter but pulling away at the last minute, leaving behind
a searing wet mark that lingered hotly on her lips. Her eyes were wide and she
could only stare dumbly at him, caught totally off-guard by the devil prince of
Class-E.
Karma appeared amused by this, leaning casually against the desk behind
him with his arm propped on top of it. He tilted his head. “Shall I do it
again?”
“W-Wait a minute!” she yelled, slamming her hands on the edge of the desk
in order to pull back as far as she could. It had to have been a dream o-or an
illusion of sorts. She hadn’t been experimenting with any chemicals lately, but
maybe this was the by-product of having inhaled so many of the dangerous fumes
from her poisonous concoctions? Okuda didn’t even realizing she was muttering
out loud until she heard Karma’s cackling laughter.
“This isn’t a dream and I’m pretty sure it has nothing to do with your
experiments,” he teased her and spoke tauntingly, even daring to lick his lips.
“Should I do it again to prove that it’s all very real?”
“N-N-No!” Okuda yelled, her braids flinging about as she wildly shook her
head. “I believe you. This isn’t a dream! B-But why?”
Karma appeared a bit disappointed by her immediate rejection before
smoothly recovering, enjoying the sight of her flustered face instead. “Why do
you think?”
Okuda fell silent, desperately trying to understand what he was trying to
do. She trusted Karma-kun and she knew he wasn’t the type to play around with
girls like this. So why did he kiss her like that? N-Not to mention... the
thing with his tongue...
Karma withheld his chuckle when he saw Okuda furiously shaking her head,
obviously trying not to think about their kiss. However, it was not accident
that he’d brush his tongue against her like that. He wanted her to remember, to
have it branded in her mind of what he’d done.
“Karma-kun,” she spoke softly. The way she looked so timid and unsure made
the bloodlust around him to grow. It was so tempting to reach out and kiss her
all over again... and just as he was infamously known for, he easily gave into
such temptation and did it again.
Okuda’s eyes widened to the size of dinner plates when he did it again,
his lips pressed firmly against her this time. She felt his hands cupping the
side of her face, his lips slightly breaking against hers in order to better slant
them against her own, pressing even more intimately against her. The feeling
was so nice and made her feel a pleasant warmth, her eyes fluttering close
without her even realizing as she felt herself lost under his touch.
Karma brushed his thumb against her soft cheek and almost groaned at how
willingly she gave herself to him. Silly girl, did she understand the effect
she had on him? Did she even realize what she was doing by easily letting her
guard down and showing her vulnerable neck to a dangerous carnivore like him?
But he was not one to let an opportunity to go wasted, his tongue already
brushing against the seams of her lips, tempting her to open her mouth to him.
He felt her tremble under his touch, but to his glee, she willingly parted
her lips for him, giving him entrance to the hot cavern of her mouth. His
tongue immediately slipped inside, brushing against her own, stroking it
lovingly, making her shake even harder against him as she became overwhelmed by
the sensations he was forcibly eliciting out of her.
She could taste his mouth and the feel of his tongue made her whimper, her
head instinctively tilting backwards so that he could better kiss her. It
wasn’t until he finally pulled away, the reluctance clear in his actions from
how his tongue languidly uncurled itself around her own, that her glazed eyes
fluttered opened. The first thing she saw was the lazy contentment in Karma’s
face and felt mortified when she also felt how wet her mouth was, their joined
saliva threatening to slide down from the corner of her lips due to how
hungrily he’d devoured her.
Her hands clapped themselves over her mouth and she couldn’t bear to face
him, her head bowed as she stared intently at her desk.
W-What?
Why?
“I want you, Okuda-san.” The sound of his voice, just knowing that those
lips had been all over her own just seconds ago, made the flush of her cheeks
deepen. However, when his words finally registered in her head, it was as
though a firecracker had exploded in her mind.
She stared at him, completely dazed and confused. “Wha-?”
“Can you really say that you don’t feel the same?” he inquired. “Your
reaction showed that you liked it a lot when I kissed you... and I’ll honestly
say that I liked it a lot as well. Actually, I wouldn’t mind doing it-.”
“Wait!” she yelled when she saw him leaning in again. No, she couldn’t let
him do that. She couldn’t think when he k-kissed her like that... and a part of
her felt like he was doing that intentionally, trying to make it difficult for
her to over-think everything. Almost as though he didn’t want her to forget
it...
It was at that moment that clarity finally reached her, the realization as
to why Karma-kun was acting like this.
Did... Did Karma-kun actually like her? As in, more than just the friend
sense, but actually like her-like her?
But why? They’d always been just comfortable friends with each other. When
had it actually escalated to the point that there might be something... more
between them than just mere friends?
Or maybe... maybe there had always been something there? Something so
small that it could be considered insignificant that it’d completely passed her
mind? There had always been that possibility, as faint as it may have seemed,
but the trust that they already had between each other implied a bond already
present. It wasn’t just about childish crushes or a flaming passion.
They’d already liked each other to the point that it simply felt right
that they be at each other’s side.
But why now? Why was Karma-kun bothering to do something like this right
now out of all times? Granted, Koro-sensei was now gone and he was no longer
focused on assassinating their dear sensei. However, they were now parting
ways. It had already been decided that she’d be going to the highschool of her
choice and it was too late to change plans. She knew without a doubt,
especially with Karma-kun’s personality, that Karma-kun wasn’t going to change
his choice of school either. This was just a disaster in the making already!
“...why?” with her eyes cast to the side, she finally uttered the question
revolving in her mind.
“Because I want you to wait for me.” He spoke with his usual cool
confidence, staring at her with his piercing eyes that spoke of a hunter
trained on its prey. The assassin locked on its target.
“Karma-kun,” she began.
“Believe me,” he murmured so softly and yet there was an underlying
possessiveness that sent a shiver up from the bottom of her spine to the very
edges of her shoulders. She could tell that he was serious about this. Very
serious about this. “There’s nothing more that I want than to make you mine.”
“But?”
“I have a dream I want to fulfill,” he spoke honestly, hiding nothing from
her. “It’s something I want to do not matter what.... but, I don’t want to give
you up either. So I’m asking that you wait for me, to give me time to
accomplish what I want.”
It was impossible to stop the smile forming on her face as she knew quite
well of his ambitions. It was something that she’d supported from the very
beginning and there was no way she’d want to be an obstacle for him... though
knowing him, he’d find a way to handle both if truly necessary. Still, because
she did know him, she knew he wanted to hone his craft to perfection, to put
all his focus on sharpening his blade to the point that no one in this world
could dare defy him.
This was just so like the Karma-kun she knew.
“I hope you don’t expect me to just sit around and wait for your return,”
there was no malice in the way she spoke nor was there any taunting. “I have
dreams I want to fulfill as well.”
“I know,” he returned her smile with a softened one of his own. “I want us
to grow as people, to become someone worthy of each other. Because of that, I
wanted to make it clear... wait for me, Okuda-san.”
She stared at him wordlessly before giving him a brilliant smile. It still
amazed him how she was so easily able to give him such content and unguarded
smiles like this without hesitation. There was never any underlying meaning to
it. She was always honest and vulnerable around him. “Of course I’ll wait for
you, Karma-kun.”
“Good,” he hid his flustered cheeks with a mischievous look instead,
“though I think it’s a bit regretful that you gave in so easily.”
“Why is that?”
