Amai Sogeki: Karma X Reader

Chapter 1: They're Not Cartoons!

Okay, I know I still have 3 other fan fictions that I had already started, but my attraction for Karma is too strong it hurts. I just need to get it out.

Chapter 1:

They're Not Cartoons!

"I'll kill you," Nagisa growled as he slowly stood up. Blood lust glinted in his blue eyes. "For what you did to them..."

Takaoka let out a maniacal laugh, his eyes filled with nothing but madness and hatred. The self-inflicted scars that marred his face only defined it. "That's the spirit! Come and kill me, Nagisa-kun!"

It was nighttime, and the permanently crescent moon shone its white light overhead, but was unneeded with the fluorescent green lights contrasting it as Karasuma-sensei and the last few healthy(except Ryoma) unaffected students stood on the rooftop of the hotel. Where the spot it had exploded over, the suitcase full of the antidote for the virus laid haphazardly scattered all over the helicopter pad, tiny broken pieces of glass everywhere. The once calm island breeze that smelled like salt water was now strong and smelled like an upcoming storm.

It was supposed to be a nice vacation, everyone was having fun and all the while they would attempt to assassinate Koro-sensei. Unfortunately, their summer master plan didn't work, but it did make Koro-sensei bring out his ultimate defense form, which was ultimately anticlimactic. Class 3E had gone and went for a drink at their resort when almost two thirds of the class had been poisoned with an artificially produced virus, making them extremely ill. They had passed through security with the help of Bitch-sensei and Karasuma-sensei, escaped professional assassins, and now, Nagisa was facing their greatest enemy yet. All so they could retrieve the antidote.

Only for it to blow up in his face. Literally.

"Nagisa..snapped," Megu stated as she gazed at the light blue haired boy, who was breathing heavily as he held up the knife, his stance low.

"Sure," Taisei breathed, his brow laced with sweat. "We'd all like to kill that rotten son of a bitch, but Nagisa might just go through with it!"

Suddenly, Nagisa felt something hit his back, snapping him out of his rage.

"Don't be gettin' cocky, Nagisa!" Someone belted up at him from below the heli-pad. It was Ryoma. He breaths were heavy and his face was sheeted with more sweat than the others. His face had an unhealthy pink hue. "I saw the pitiful way you looked at me when that medicine got blown up! Quit worryin' about other people, ya damn wimp! This virus'll go away by itself with a good night's sleep!"

Yuma cut in, "Terasaka...you mean-"

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

"Terasaka-kun's right, Nagisa-kun," Koro-sensei spoke up. "Killing him isn't worth it, and being in a blind rage will only work against you. 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! If he doesn't come at me with true killing intent, what's the point?" Takaoka countered. "I'll use this squirt's bloodlust for revenge in a most humiliating way, and finally my own shame will disappear!"

Ignoring him, Koro-sensei said, "Nagisa-kun, take Terasaka-kun's stun gun."

Nagisa hadn't moved a muscle.

Koro-sensei continued, "His life, or my life. His words, or Terasaka-kun's words. Think carefully, now: which are more worthy?"

"Terasaka!" Kimura exclaimed.