Project: Karma

40 | My Fight

<Koro-sensei>
"Go easy on her." I said as I was on the phone with Karasuma. I was able to call him before the interrogation happened.

"I don't play games." He replied.

He hung up.

I was minding my own business in the office, until I was visited by such menacing bloodlust directed at me. I closed out of my phone and tucked it into my lab coat. He was here.

"Breaking rules like Nagisa, now are you?" I turned my swirling chair, to see Karma standing before me. The rage in his eyes.

"What are you planning?" He ignored my comment. "Why did you call the MD?"

"Hmm? Why?" I chuckled.

"I'm serious!" He exclaimed.

"Well so am I." I shrugged. "So am I."

With a careful look, I was amazed by the revelations of his actions. No loose wires, no short circuits, just a mass of metal with a heart. Speechless really. 

I made my way over to the noon shelf and grabbed the tanned spine of the book from where it belonged.

"Who let you out? Was it Shizuka? Or did you have to dirty your hands before you came?" I playfully teased.

Karma ran me up the shelf and held my lab coat by the collar. The dropped the book I was about to read on the ground. The brute strength of his. I found it quite hilarious. The two of them. Their love.

"You don't intimidate me." I shoved him back. "Remember who I am. I'm the original. Try and challenge me." I emitted all the bloodlust I had possessed myself, eventually he retreated back.

"Just tell me why you did that to her." His suffering heart. I could sense it.

"Like you said. What plan do I have in store? Karma, why don't you have a seat." I motioned my hand to the other chair, however he refused to sit down.

"You see, I'm not a man that strives to bring chaos to yours and Nagisa's love, your relationship. If anything I'm aiding you because as you can see I pity the both of you. You guys remind me of myself."

Karma didn't look like he believed any words I had just spurred. If anything, it made him more hungry to spill my blood.

"It's a test you see, a good one." I said, "I want to see how strong, how strong your relationship is. How much Nagisa is willing to sacrifice for you. If it exceeds my expectations, I'm willing to reward both of you."

"You think this is a game? Nagisa could get killed because of you!" Karma shouted. "It's already been a week."

I couldn't help but to burst into laughter. What kind of jokes was he pulling here? Me? My fault?

"Oh no no no, thats where you're wrong. It will be you're fault. Both of your faults, no? To be precise, I didn't force you to fall in love with each other. You walked that bridge and made it to the other side yourself."

Originally, I maintained eye contact with Karma but before I knew it my eyes found itself looking at a photo of me and Aguri together. It does remind me of us. Is it bad to test it? To see if I'm not making a mistake?

"Show me that your love can conquer all, or all of this, will end here."

I don't want you to regret it. Your futures.
•••••
<Nagisa>
Sitting in the black box of the interrogation room, my hand was hand cuffed to the table. To think that I would ever end in handcuffs.
Karasuma entered through the door and slapped a black folder on the table.

Stay calm Nagisa. Don't show fear. Despite the fact I was giving myself a pep talk, it really didn't help. Don't slip up. Don't give up. You can do this, don't show any weaknesses. If you mess this up, it's all over.

"Nagisa Shiota." He began, "I've always thought you were an incredible scientist, but who knew you could be a rebellious one. One far from mere expectations. You understand that tapping and changing the programmings of Karma is a taboo?" He questioned as he sat down across from me.

"I know." I spoke. "I'm well aware of the situation."

"Then why? Why are you willing to risk your life on this project? Giving him emotions, knowledge and and everything that's not needed. He's made to kill!"

I swallowed back.

"I was giving back what was taken from him, sir." I replied. "A robot that kills is simply just a metal-made murderer who has the certification to kill."

Karasuma sighed and glared at me.
"You're in a tough spot with all these fantasies of yours. They won't become reality." He placed a image in front of me. Buildings that collapsed and pulled to the earth, the gore that painted everything. "You see, numerous years ago when Project: Death was given human emotions, he went on a rampage. This is what happened. People were killed."

If anything, I felt insulted.

"You think Karma's like that?!" I struggled to free my hands, but it was no use. If I weren't handcuffed like this, I would of slapped him.

"You don't know him! You don't know how pure hearted he is. He won't turn out like him! I won't let that happen!" I exclaimed.

"Oh, I know you won't." Karasuma took back the photo and slipped it back into the folder.

He stood up from his seat.
"Because we're going to erase all the poisonous alterations you fed him. He'll be cleaned from it all, he won't become Death."

"What are you saying?!" I bolted up from my seat.

"You're too much of a gifted scientist to just throw away. So this is the compromise, you won't be sent to your demise, and we're going to erase his memories." I never thought I would see no sympathy in a human before. No humanity in his soul.

"You can't do that!-"

"Nagisa Shiota, are you saying you want to disappear from the face of the earth? I'm giving you a chance here. Don't regret this and take back the offer."

I shook my head. This can't be happening.
"You can't, you can't!" I banged my head on the table and sobbed out my anger. The knife that punctured my heart. The needles impaling my flesh. The agony, I can't take it all at once. I'm going to lose Karma!

"I beg of you! I'll leave the facility, everything! Just don't steal his life away from him again! I'll cut all my ties, everything!" I pleaded.

"The decision is already finalized. I'll let you say your goodbyes to him tomorrow." He exited beyond the door and the blackness and hopelessness of the room devoured me. What's this emptiness? Why can't I stop crying?
I lost.
•••••
When I ventured home that night, who knew that he would come to visit me. Knowing if he were to be caught, they would detain him or even obliterate him.
He still came to my side. That night, I wished that I would not let go of him. Simply, this was the moment we finally gave a piece of our lives to each other. This euphoric feeling of love.