Soon after that incident, you were released. But, of course supervised. Of. Course.
When you heard you were getting a maid- I mean nurse, you thought of some frickin Nurse Joy type of crap but boy, was Miss Hasuke quite the opposite.
The day before you were released, your doctor introduced you to Emiko Hasuke, a young woman who's artificially vivid red hair could rival Karma's any day of the week. Ironic, really. Emiko means 'smiling child' but that seemed to be her least favourite activity.
"Miss Y/N L/N, this is your nurse, Miss Hasuke. She is going to be with you to make sure you don't... how should I put this? Spaz out?" He looked back at Hasuke and she shrugged. "Anyway, you get my point. I will allow you two to get situated with one another."
He hesitantly turned around and walked away.
Miss Hasuke plopped down next to you and strokes your face in a motherly way, making you tense up. "You know, you're too young." Her silvery-grey eyes, if just for a quick moment, softened. Her scowl dipped but then returned to it's former state.
"But Miss Y/N, you aren't my youngest patient." Her eyes sparkled. "I think we are going to be good friends," she said.
"I do hope so." You smiled your Cheshire smile at her, causing her scowl to deepen.
She stood up, her hair swishing around her shoulders. Pacing, she crossed her arms and placed a fist under her chin. You watched her, dead-eyed as she began to mutter things under her breath.
"Hey Em, I thought I was the problematic one here."
She shot a sharp glance in your direction.
"Don't worry, you are. You always will be. But I need to think right now without your input."
Rolling your eyes, you replied, "Jeez, you're just like Karma."
"Hmm?"
"Karma. My boyfriend. Wonder how many of those you have had this week."
"You b-"
"Miss, I am here to pick you up now." Aytu glanced at Hasuke and held out his hand. "I take it you are Miss Emiko Hasuke? I am Aytu, Miss L/N's chauffeur."
Her mouth forming a tight line, she shook his hand and nodded. "Yes, um, pleasure to meet you Mr. Aytu, I will be staying with Miss L/N over here, the precious little angel, I am sure you are aware?"
He nodded and picked up both of your bags. You went to change and Hasuke's bags were already gone. Aytu reached to pick up your bag and you kicked him behind the knee. When he glared at you, you simply smiled and walked to the elevator, where your new nurse stood, eyes glued her phone.
"Yo Homie Hasuke, aren't you supposed to be, I dunno, taking care of me?"
"Don't call me that," she said, as the two of you stepped into the elevator.
Welp. This is gonna be fun.
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We're All Mad Here KarmaxReader
FanfictionI don't own anything. like at all. so ya.... My first ever fanfic so enjoy~ You're mental. Insane. A killer, in fact. There isn't a single asylum in the USA, your home country, that you haven't been a patient in. Until some richy-kid school in Japa...