Under My Control {Karma x Asano}

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Disclaimer again: None of the characters belong to me :] Love this anime btw it's awesome. I might wanna be an assassin someday— I mean what.

"Akabane Karma."

The air tensed as his name was called.

"First among the entire grade! Congratulations, you beat Asano-Kun!"

Cheers erupted all over the class like cannons. The old, aged wooden classroom seemed to shake.

"Yes! Good work, Karma!"

"He did it! He actually did it!"

The red-head couldn't help but smirk cockily. The countless all-nighters and late night cram sessions had paid off. He had finally reached the position that had been held way too long by his predecessor.

"Nicely done, Karma-kun." The yellow octopus smiled down proudly at his student. Although...it was hard to tell, since the smile never left his face anyway. "You have shown the school, and me, that you have what it takes to reach the top!"

"Those tests were hard, though.." Sugino, the baseball brain, muttered.

It was true. Everyone in Class 3-E knew all too well that the principal was the mastermind behind all of it. Although Karma had reached outstanding grades, the rest of the class didn't do as well as they'd hoped.

"I do not blame you all for the results." Korosensei said. "I am very proud of all of you for trying your best, and that's all you need to move on and try again."

The class brightened up a bit. He always chose the right words to say to cheer up the junior high students.

Ding dong ding dong!

"Now then! As a way to celebrate Karma-kun's feat, I shall go treat myself to some Korean barbecue for lunch."

"Wait, why are you the one being treated..." Nagisa asked, but the creature was already gone.

The class went back to its original cheery self, with conversations blossoming everywhere. But Karma could feel the definitive disappointment, even from the normally cheerful Nagisa.

Karma stood up from his seat.

"Nagisa, I'm gonna be out for a bit." He told his blue-headed friend. "Watch my stuff for me, okay?"

"Huh? Okay..." Nagisa curiously watched as Karma left the classroom.

"Hmm..." Karma crouched down on the highest branch he could find, scanning the area for the school's main campus. "I can probably make it within 10 minutes..."

But then again, he didn't really mind skipping 5th period. It was his least favorite class anyway.

He started jumping down the mountain path, using the various rocks and trees as footholds. When he arrived, he was barely panting.

"Mm...The air down here is so different..." He took a deep breath, smiling to himself. "Now. How should I greet our dear principal?"

...

"Oi, you aren't allowed up here—!"

The redhead stopped, turning around.

"Huh? But I have an appointment." He teased, showing the student assistants a big smirk.

"Why does Class 3-E scum have an appointment with OUR principal?"

"Yeah, besides, your name isn't on here."

Karma giggled, finding the obvious fear in their eyes amusing. He walked over, eyeing the pair of scissors resting innocently in a nearby pencil holder. He grabbed ahold of it, twirling it in his fingers like an anti-sensei dagger.