Karmagisa AUs

White Bouquet

With shaking hands, I knew I only had one shot at this. I carefully dialled the number into my phone; If I messed this up I wouldn't have the strength to repeat. I could hear them in the distance, but as if nothing else mattered the sound was blocked out.

Ring

Ring

Ring

I had done it.

"Hello? Nagisa?"

"A-ah! Hi... Karma!"

"I'm great thanks, it's been a while, how's your job as a teacher now?"

"My students remind me of the old days, the weak links, I see us in them. Except they're at bit more... troubled?" I giggled.

"Troubled?"

"Let's just say they have the cockiness to match you and the grades to match me."

"I think I might like these students, I'll definitely have to drop by soon. Maybe I can teach them my techniques." Karma let out an evil chuckle. I could feel the smirk on his face.

"If your techniques include making people scream and being a sly bastard I think there's no need."

"Awww don't be like that! We can have all kinds of fun, Like I can show them how good you look in girls' clothes~" He teased. My face heated up at the embarrassing moments that occurred in the past, tortuous memories. Tortuous.

"N-no thank you."

"Hahahaha are you embarrassed?"

"Anyway, I did call you for a reason."

Knock, knock, knock

"What was that?"

"Oh I just ordered some pizza, it can wait."

"If you're sure. "

"Yeah... Hey Karma?"

"Yes?"

I paused. Ah to hell with it. What else have I got to lose? I can't let this opportunity slip by.

"I love you."
I confessed my undying love to the man I have been with since day one.

Silence struck for a while.
Panic strummed at the strings in my heart.
Then he spoke:

"Finally. You dork, I love you too."

I sighed as the relief that was more painful than what I am feeling now left my body.

"That's all I needed to hear. Goodbye Karma."

Bang, bang, bang.

"Hey, Nagisa are you okay? Wait Nagis-"

I hung up.
A smile plastered on my face.
I want them to know I was happy.
Using the red liquid that stained my fingers, I painted a smile that went from the corners of my mouth to my ears. Just like Jeff the Killer, except it was to symbolize I died a happy man. A happy, loved, proud man.

I let out a cry as the knife that was plunged within my stomach soon left it because I had wished so. I held the knife infront of my face.

Suddenly the door to the cuboard I was hiding in blasted open. They had found me, my students... they would be the end of me. Literally.

I grinned at them as they stared in horror at the newly made facepaint that was messily smeared across my face.

"Well...D-n.. I'm so.. Proud." I took my last breath and felt my body shut down,"Sorry...Kar-...ma."

The gaping wound within my stomach took its toll on my body and I could taste the blood in my mouth and feel the love in my heart. The yearning for my lover. I wish I had told him sooner, I wish we could have gotten married, at put wedding I would walk down the aisle with a beautiful silk dress with a bunch of beautiful flowers in my arms. We would kiss and be bound together forever.

We would have lots of children and they would meet their aunts and uncles from class E.

I felt nothing but joy as I faded away.

Proud because my students finally manged to kill me.
Loved because my love for Karma was not unrequited.
Happy because of all these things.

I reached out for the white bouquet that lay beside me that was now stained red. It was the type of bouquet I was going to carry down the aisle during our wedding.

I drifted away to my fantasy world, where me and my fantasy Karma would grow old until the real Karma, my Karma, arrived.