Let's Go! (Assassination Classroom Fanfic) (EDITING)

11.I'm back to square one

Panic.

That's the first emotion that came into mind. Instinctively, I pulled away with all my might from the hands clutching my arms. Is it the thugs from before? Argh. My attacker pulled me further back into the dark alley as I struggled, to no avail.

Now what?

My mind working as quick as I can make it, I decided there was no way I'm stronger than my captor, and the only way is to create a distraction. Pulling away one last time with all my might, I stomped on the persons foot and slammed my head back, feeling a satisfying sound and a grunt of pain as the arms released me. I spun around, ready to fight who ever dared to go so close to kidnapping.

"KARMA?!" The red head flashed me a grin whilst holding his chin, which I assume I slammed my head into. "AKABANE KARMA?!" My disbelief is probably written all over my face right now, along with a storm of irritation. "What in the world are you doing?!"

"Let's see... Pretending to be a kidnapper?"

"THAT DOES NOT EXPLAIN WHAT YOU'RE DOING."

"Geez, calm down Aya-chan." Sighing, Karma rubbed his chin while I fumed. "If I was a real kidnapper, what'd you think would have happened?" 

"I would be fine! I got out of your grip didn't I?" I pouted, sticking my hands into my pants pocket, annoyed. 

"You..." as if I touched a nerve, Karma's face heated up in anger and irritation. "What if I had a knife?! What if there was more than one?!" 

"I don't know!" I yelled back, "But I do know that I don't need someone to protect me all the time! I fine alone." 

Karma's mouth twitched, then without another word he snatched my school bag from me and slang it over his shoulder. "What are you doing you idiot?" I lunge, aiming for my bag. Karma sighed in exasperation and turned away so I lunged into thin air, then with both arms lifted me off the ground. "What are you doing?!" I yell, trying to squirm out of his grip. 

"What does it look like?" The redhead smirk, "Remember what I said before? If you go that way again and I find out, I'll personally carry you home." 

I opened my mouth, but no words came out. My cheeks flamed as he adjusted his hold so I was being carried bridal style, while I tried in vain to punch him and get him to let me walk myself. "Karma!" God I had enough. "Let me down! I want to walk myself!" 

"No." 

"I won't go a shortcut again! Just let me go!" 

"No." 

"You're kidding me right? You don't even know where my house is!" 

"I do." 

"Let me gooooo!!!" 

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I arrived at my house thirty minutes late, due to the encounter with Karma and walking- no, being carried the long way. "Now can I walk? Let me go!" i demanded in exasperation. This boy is so stubborn! I couldn't think properly the whole way and just stared straight ahead, trying to ignore the weird or jealous glances passerbys threw us, getting the wrong idea of whats happening. "Are you satisfied? Now let me go before Mrs. Akito- I mean my mum comes out and sees me!" I curse myself in my head silently for letting my mouth slip. I can't let anyone know whats really up with me, or else it'll become unbearable again. 

Thank goodness, Karma cocked an eyebrow but said nothing as he let me down onto firm ground. "I'll go now, " he warned, "But if you ever go that way or even consider going that way again, don't think that I won't find out." 

"Stalker." I mumbled under my breath as I snatched my bag from him and trudged to the front door. "Laters." I swing open the door, then looked back. Nothing but thin air. Karma was already gone.  

 "Ooh, Leiko-chan! You're back!" Mrs. Akito's cheerful voice rang out from the kitchen, and footsteps thudded towards me. "You've been a bit late these past few days," my foster mother studied me lovingly, with a hint of worry in her eyes. "Is everything alright?"

"Yeah, I'm... fine." I smile, taking my bag with me to the small tea table I do my work on and settled down, taking out work for today. 

After an hour, I completely gave up on anything productive. Karma filled my mind, along with subtle reminders of the past and why I am who I am. I can't tear down my entire build because I was flustered. I've let down my guard. Ever since I got into class 3-E, I've been letting too many people in too far. Surely, it's going to backfire one day, just like how I destroyed my own family. 

Throwing thoughts of Karma and everyone out of my head, I focused my thoughts solely on studies and assassination, and building back up the shield I've let down.

Author's Note:

I know I'm despicable. I know I failed to update in... a very long time. Let's just say I don't have enough words to say how sorry I am for leaving the story. Sorry for this, but guys the story from now on will have irregular updates. There might be two updates in a week or there might be none in a month. 

I feel really really bad, like I'm the worse person on earth for not updating regularly. Even if some authors on wattpad don't, but I said i was going to update regularly at the start of the book and now I'm not keeping the promise, I feel really guilty. There's a lot going on (I know this is what everyone say), and my love for assassination classroom just died for quite a while. Though now it's back and alive. So, I sincerely hope you guys enjoyed the chapter, and please look forward to the next one!

_Raven (I am so so sorry guys, I really am)