True Monster (Karma Akabane X Reader)

Watashi Wa, Anata O Aishiteimasu

It was weird standing behind in the shadows, watching the students start to wake up with wide grins on their faces. After all that had happen, their faces where still brighten up with glee.

But I didn't join them.
Instead, I hid behind the corner in the same clothes I've had for the past two days. I twisted my hem nervously. After the fight with fatty, I jettied back to the hotel without a word to anyone. If they knew I was here or not, was a mystery to me.

But right now- I didn't want to face anyone. That's what I came for, some people might be thinking. Which is true, but, there was something on my mind.

When I arrived at the platform, the fatty had said something totally bizarre to me.

"H-How?!" The fatty muttered. "I made sure you where locked up! How are you here?!"

What was he even talking about? He locked me up? I let out a frustrated groan as I ran a hand through my hair. Was he trying to get me out of the picture before our trip to Okinawa?

"(Y/N)," a sudden voice startled me out of my thoughts.

I turned, startled to face someone who made my breath stop. He stood there with a slight cocky grin on his face, as if he won something. He was wearing a simple white T-shirt with baggy brown shorts. His hair was thrown back as if he just rolled out of bed. "What ya' doing in this dark corner all alone?"

He stood next to me, side by side. He looked down at me with oddly soft eyes. His yellow cat like eyes shined in the darkness, casting a hollow pit down my stomach.

Even though his tone was soft, still had an edge to it. A sharp edge that would pierce your mind and force you to pay attention. It made me stiffen for a second.

"Nothing." I replied quickly. "I'm just...looking."

"Oh?" He raised his eyebrows at me. I didn't make a move as he leaned in closer to me. "Is that so? Why don't you go talk to everyone then?" I mentally glared at him, but kept my composure.

"I just wanted them to settle down first before I go and say my apologies." He clicked his tounge at me before leaning away, clearing the space of hot intensity.

He gave me a sideways grin before grabbing my hand and dragging me away in the opposite direction. This felt oddly familiar to me for some reason.

"Where are we going?"

"Somewhere were we can talk."

"Why?"

"Because I want to talk to you."

"Why would you want to do that?" I questioned with a slight raise of my eyebrows. I couldn't see his face, but I could practically feel his sadist smile.

He didn't answer me in the end, but we left through a back door, leading out to the sandy beach. "Karma, are you taking me to the beach?" He shook his head but he finally looked back at me.

This time, he had no smile. No grin. No sadist smile. But had a almost, caring glance. The type of glance that made my cheeks flare up. "W-w-what are you looking at?!" I half shouted at him embarrassed while turning my head in the opposite direction.

We suddenly stopped, making me newly aware of my surrondings. The smell of salt water filled my senses. I didn't even notice the smell when I had originally gotten here because I was too deep into my own thoughts and the rolling feeling of nervousness when I came to the island.

Since I was still bare foot, the feeling of wet wood made me fully aware I was on some type of dock. I looked back at Karma and he was still staring at me with a neutral facial expression. He was staring at me for at least half a minute before he let go of my hand.