Karmagisa stuff

Serial killer

Karmas a cop sent to catch a serial killer, he just needs to find out who it is.

"Akabane! My office! Now!"

"Alrighty chief." I grab my belt of stuff and walk to the dark, dusty room.

"There's a serial killer. Find out who it is, and end them." He growls, clearly frustrated. Dark circles under his eyes, messy hair, coffee stains on his shirt, you are a mess.

"Got it chief. Case file and location, give."

"R-really? No back talk? Oh! She'll give you the file." He points out the window to a lady in a cubicle. Poor soul, trapped in that cage all day.

"Well you looked so bad I thought I'd give you a break!" I smile and slip out before he can yell at me. Just another day at the office.

-/-/-

I get of the train and start looking around. I want: Short, feminine (gender undefinable), thin, blue. Just blue? What, did someone die writing this? What the fuck does blue mean? Eye color? This is already sounding like a wild goose chase.

I look around. Might as well get some coffee. I'll be out for while. I walk into a coffee shop, nobody noticing the hidden gun at the waistline  of my pants. I love going out looking like a regular person, only to have a gun and knives in my pocket.

"Here's your coffee sir!" A small girl with puffy cheeks offers me my cup, her black curls framing her face.

"Thank you." I smile. Well a coffee place is diverse so I should ask around here. Oh. This looks promising.

A girl sitting by the window, while looking perfectly content, has tears staining her cheeks. She meets most of the qualifications actually. Did I just find my murderer in a coffee shop? Nah.

"Do you mind if I sit with you?"

"Not at all." She glances at me, studies my face, then returns to the window.

"Why do you look so happy?" She furrows her eyebrows and turns to me.

"Excuse me?" He. Definitely a he.

"You were crying, why?"

"I'm sorry but why do you care?" Okay I'm hooked. I like the  sass, feminine face and pale skin.

"I like making conversation. Seems it worked." I smile. He chuckles a bit, finally turning his body towards me.

"Nagisa Shiota. Nice to meet you." He holds out a hand. I take it and shake.

"Karma Akabane. So why were you crying?" I ask again, leaning towards the small bluenette.

"I hurt someone." He keeps a slight smile on his face.

"Then why are you smiling?" I tilt my head.

"Why do you think?" He stands, winking slyly. He walks out with his hands in his pockets and it isn't until he's outside do I realize he had blood splotching his shirt.

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Okay I give up, sorry. It was going to end with Nagisa trying to kill him later then a kiss and what not but I just can't comprehend my own brain right now. I'll just leave it up to your imagination. I'm working on suggestions still. Kay.... Bye....