True Monster (Karma Akabane X Reader)

Furui Kioku no Fukki, Dai 7-Ki

The escort out of the white room was quiet. This time, the bubbly Takshi wasn't there to offer his goofy jokes but the same boring and non talkaive guards marched down the hallways with me. (Y/N) was grinning ever so slightly the whole way back into the containment room as if she just won the best prize on the shelf.

By the time we reached the room, her grin lazily grew into a smirk as they unleashed her hands and roughly shoved her into the room and locked it behind her back. Again, she made a beeline to the corner and kept on muttering something under her breath while clutching her head.

Where the once broken camera laid an unoccupied spot while there was a smaller hole in the wall where the once buzzing camera was stationed. "Finally piece and quiet...." I heard the girl mutter before stretching out her arms.

I sighed, leaning against the walls and crossing my arms. There was so much to take in at one time. My mind buzzed at the new information in front of me, debating either if I should recall everything I just learned to make sense of it or just leave it as it is, at least just for now.

I sighed, slowly scooting my body down until my spiritual butt hit the floor. To be honest, avoiding coming face to face with reality was scary then telling Karma he was wrong about something. Not that I had ever dared doing something as suicidal as that. But there had been this one time when Terasaka did try something like that, and it didn't end pretty. Let's just say the boy came back soaking yet his nostils had smelled like wasabi and mustard.

I smiled at the memory. The buff boy didn't want to talk about it and then refused to come to school the next day despite Koro-sensei's begging. Stuffing my face in between my knees, I thought about all the good times I had at the classroom and with my friends.

I remember my first assassination attempt with Karma, Nagisa-kun, and Kaede-chan. Bouncing my boobs for that stupid octopus just to make sure his attention was on me. I felt like the next Bitch-sensei! I groan as my cheeks heated up from the experience. Never would I let Karma convince me to do something dirty like that again.

The time when Koro-sensei had noticed my eyes changed colors and made a contest out of it, which I'm pretty sure now was a set up for Karma and me to go on that date. It was a pretty fun day too. The wind that glided through my hair as we zipped through the sky on that death machine.

Then...getting together with Karma. My whole face redden at the memory of us kissing on the docks back at Okinawa. The smell of sea salt still burned at my nostrils thinking about it. I smiled softly to myself before closing my eyed, memories of being together with my classmates.

I couldn't believe that I had just tossed them away like a plastic wrapper on the side of the street. They were all there for me even when I asked them not to be. A small laugh echoed through my throat. I was really blind, huh? Smiles of my classmates flashed in my mind after I pronounced my sorries to them. They accepted me for how I am and that's all I was ever looking for. Acceptance. They accepted the monster inside me and opened their arms wide open.

Smiling, tears ran down my face. "I'm lucky to have them, huh?" I chuckled, letting the tears fall.

"Lucky to have who?" A voice echoed out in response.

I looked up to see the little girl staring at me from the opposite side of the silver room. I blinked once, spare tears rolled down my face again, probably leaving a stain against my features. "O-oh...you can see me?" I hiccupped, trying desperately to wipe away the salty liquid that threaten to stain my cheeks.

"Of course I can see you, idiot." She tched at me, rolling her eyes 180 degrees. An irk mark appeared on my forehead. Her irritated look fell from her face as she squinted at me. "Have we met before? You look annoyingly familiar." She remarked with a smirk.