Flirt (Hiroto Maehara X Reader)

Nagisa's Time

A/n
Hello, and thank you for 2.9k+ reads and 145+ votes! I am literally so tired. I started my very first job yesterday and wow. Honestly kinda hating life right now. I also start school on Monday so yay, very thrilled for that. But what I'm more excited for is Maehara's return. I quite like this chapter and next week's chapter :)

Nagisa shakily stands up, knife in hand. Broken shards of glass surround him and Takaoka on the heliport. Nagisa breathes heavily, the wind ruffling his hair. Green lights illuminate the area around them.

"I'll kill you..." He whispers. "for what you did to them!" Takaoka howls with laughter.

"That's the spirit! Come and kill me, Nagisa!" He roars.

"Nagisa..." Kataoka murmurs. "snapped!"

"Sure, we'd all like to kill that rotten son of a bitch, but Nagisa might just go through with it!" Yoshida says worriedly.

"No! You have to stop—" Korosensei begins when something suddenly flies through the air towards Nagisa. It hits him in the back and sends him lurching forward. Is that one of the stun guns? It is then that I notice Terasaka standing at the ledge, his breathing even more strained than Nagisa's.

"Don't be gettin' cocky, Nagisa!" He yells. "I saw the pitiful way you looked at me when that medicine got blown up!" Wait... but that would mean— "Quit worrying about other people, ya damn wimp! This virus'll go away by itself with a good night's sleep!"

"Terasaka... You mean..." Isogai says, shocked by the turn of events.

"Murder is murder, even if it's a piece of trash like that." Terasaka continues, unfazed by Isogai's comment. "You gonna give in to the crazy and throw your chance at ten billion out the window?"

"Terasaka's right, Nagisa. Killing him isn't worth it, and being in a blind rage will only work against you." Korosensei says. "Besides, he doesn't know anything about the remedy. We'll ask the poisoner downstairs. Just knock him out. That's enough."

"Hey now, quit being a wet blanket!" Takaoka chides, facing us as he walks closer to the edge. "If he doesn't come at me with true killing intent, what's the point? I'll use this squirt's bloodlust for revenge in a most humiliating way, and finally my own shame will disappear!"

"Nagisa, take Terasaka's stun gun." Korosensei advises. "His life, or my life. His words, or Terasaka's words. Think carefully, now: which are more worthy?" Nagisa's gaze flicks to us slightly. Then Terasaka collapses, Yoshida doing his best to support his friend. Kimura rushes over to help as well.

"Terasaka!" Yoshida exclaims. "You... You've got one hell of a fever!"

"How'd you even make it here like this?" Kimura asks in disbelief.

"Shaddup." Terasaka mumbles. "You wanna look at somethin', look there." He says, pointing a shaky finger at Nagisa. "Do it, Nagisa. Kill him within an inch of his life." After those words, it feels as if something changes. However, the strange sensation doesn't go unnoticed by Takaoka and his eyes snap back to Nagisa. The blue-haired boy bends down and picks up the stun gun, his face not giving us any hint on his future actions. He slides it into his belt and lets his over shirt flutter to the ground, the strong wind blowing it several feet away from him, but he hardly notices. His eyes are only on Takaoka.

"Ooh, don't you look cool!" Takaoka mocks him, shedding his own heavier jacket as well.

"Korosensei, Nagisa's put the stun gun away!" Kayano says worriedly. Korosensei doesn't respond, feeling the anticipation even more since he can't do anything about it.

"I see you're determined to use the knife. That's a relief." Takaoka remarks, revealing something from behind his back. "Oh, and just so you know, I do have some spare vials of that remedy." His says, holding up three vials in one hand. "If you don't come at me like you mean it, or if your pals get in our way," Takaoka says, glancing over the edge at Chiba and Okano, the sniper about to boost Okano up to help Nagisa. "you can kiss these babies goodbye. Hear that, Karasuma? Stay out of this!" Takaoka says loudly. Karasuma's features tighten as he looks at the ground in frustration.