True Monster (Karma Akabane X Reader)

Mayonaka no Pikunikku

I stared blankly out the window of my bedroom. It was currently around midnight, a time I normally don't find myself up. Normally I'm sleeping peacefully, cuddled up into my warm blanket and pillow. However, this is different.

The stars twinkled lightly, the moon was in its constant crescent shape. A deed done by none other than my home room teacher had committed. I ran a hand over my exposed arm, trying to calm the raised hairs. My eyes didn't feel the littlest heavy, my whole body was wide awake even though my mental state felt shut down.

I plugged in my headphones in a while ago, so there wasn't silence to suffocate me.

"No limit in the sky
That I won't fly for ya
No amount of tears in my eyes
That I won't cry for ya, oh no
With every breath that I take
I want you to share that air with me
There's no promise that I won't keep
I'll climb a mountain, there's none too steep."

I beat my head silently to the lyrics, familiar English words flooding my senses. It's been a while since I've heard the language and it feels as that English wasn't even my first language rather my second.

Staring at the twinkling lights of the city, I began to think about the little things. How everything seems to be slowly changing around me. Classes are getting harder, people are studying harder. It seems after the break everything went spiraling. We even went through this whole thing about Itona-kun recently as well.

I sighed, laying my head on the windowsill. Not only that, but that rat bastard also has my files. I never retrieve them afterwards either, something I deeply regret. What if he makes his own advancement with those papers? What possible achievement does he hope to gain? What if my own stupidity screwed the rest of us up?

More thoughts came spitting out at once. What's going to happen to Koro-sensei? Are we even going to attempt to kill him? I can't think of a time that we even tried to kill him recently. And what about me? What's going to happen to me? What if the government comes after me?

I gripped my arm tightly. What about Karma? What about my friends? I can't let them get mixed up with my mess. Just because I'm abnormal, doesn't mean they shouldn't experience normal lives. I rounded back to Karma.

Why did he even decide to date me? I'm not like normal girls, after all. Freaking tentacles can grow from out of my back for crying out loud! Why didn't he choose someone more normal, plain, simple? All I will ever do is bring him misfortune.

"When it comes to you, there's no crime
Let's take both of our souls, and intertwine
When it comes to you, don't be blind
Watch me speak from my heart
When it comes to you, comes to you
Want you to share that
(When it comes to you)
Cupid ain't a lie
Arrow got your name on it, oh yeah
Don't miss out on a love-"

A sudden ding interrupted the song. I slowly brought my hand up to see just exactly stopped the song.

'Are you up?'-Karma.

'Why are you up?'

'I asked you first' -Karma

'I asked you second.'

'This is the one thing I don't like about you, the attitude.'-Karma

'I'm a full package, baby ;)'

'Meet me as the park, bring a jacket it's cold.'-Karma

I slipped off of my bed and picked up the nearest sweater I could find. I was wearing sweats and a spaghetti strap shirt so the sweater had made me feel even warmer. I snuggled into myself for a moment before picking up my phone and slipping on some sneakers.

I yanked my bedroom window up a little more so I could easily jump out. Taking a small breath, I released my tentacles into the air and took flight.

At this point, my song had switched and I tried to pick up where it was now. "-Spread spread spread my wings
La la la la la la, la la la la la la
Spread spread spread my wings
La la la la la la, la la la la la la
Wings are made to fly fly fly
Fly fly fly."

I smiled silently, my arms unconsciously spreading across the sky and feeling the wind whip between the gaps between my fingers. Sometimes, when I do take flight, I feel like sometimes I can really escape my worries and problems. Even though they'll be there in the end, it allows me some breathing room. I can't stand the suffocating feeling of the weight of responsibility all the time. I just can't stand it.

It's like being singled out and being picked on, slowly until you can no longer take it.

I closed my eyes, rising slightly into the sky, just so I'm still out of people's view. Although the only people who are still out at this time are the drunks. They probably won't notice at this point of time.

When I smelled the familiar scent of the park, I slowly opened my eyes to see the dark scene. There wasn't a soul in sight making me frown. Did Karma just decide to mess with me? Because I'm totally willing to go to his house and beat him up. With my lips. Because I can't be too bad at him with that sexy ass face.

Just as I was ready to swerve towards his home, I spotted his red hair from the distance. I almost didn't see him but thanks to his colorful hair, I didn't have to curse him out.

As I landed safely on the ground, he got up from the ground where I noticed several plastic containers on a checkered blanket. "You look warm." Just like me, Karma was wearing sweats and a heavy sweater. I smiled at him and shrugged.

"It's cold, I don't want to freeze my ass off." We both let out a hearty chuckle before intertwining our hands together.

"So," Karma spoke after we relaxed onto the ground. The air was kinda musty, not that surprising due to our surroundings. It was kinda quiet too despite the occasional grasshoppers. "What do you want to eat?"

I looked over at the containers before popping open the lid of the first one I could reach. Inside was a salad. The next one tarayaki. And the following was potato salad. "This seems oddly familiar," I remarked.

"It better, or you have a really bad memory." The boy shrugged before pulling out a liter of soda. I smiled happily as I grabbed a plate and began to fill up my plate. "Better calm down there, or you'll gain too much weight."

"I don't care," I grumbled, still piling up as much as I think I can eat. "You'll love me anyways, right?"

After I heard no immediate response, I looked up and sent him a look. "Say anything besides 'yes' and I'll cut you."

"Woah, no need to get violent!" He dramatically responded with a fake surprise face.

"Oh, be quiet!" I rolled my eyes before grabbing a plastic fork. "Violence is like your middle name.

"I have no idea what you're talking about."

"Yeah, sure you don't." After that, we fell into a silence. My thoughts still lingered on what I was thinking about beforehand. I know there was something I needed to do about all this but I still couldn't place my finger exactly on what.

"You should stop making that face," a voice broke into my concentration. "You look hella constipated."

I glared at Karma before rolling my eyes. "I hope you didn't call me here just to make fun of me."

"What else would I have done then?" He chuckles but not for long when I threw a plastic cup at his face which bopped him on the nose.

I snorted loudly as the cup made contact and fell into his lap with a pathetic downfall. "LOOK AT YOUR FACE!" I practically screamed, seeing how blank and emotionless his face quickly turned into. "YOUR FACE DROPPED SO QUICKLY." At this point, I have no idea where my entertainment has come from nor the energy that supported it. I was just a laughing mess at this point.

"Keep on laughing..." I heard him darkly mutter, picking up the cup and crushing it in between his hands. "I'll tickle ya!" Suddenly the redhead dived between the plastic containers and wrapped his thing fingers around my sides and started to tickle me, violently.

If I wasn't loud before, well now I definitely am. "S-st...oooppp!" I yelled as loudly as I could. I tried to brush him off of my body but the task seemed impossible, despite my inhuman strength. I kept on laughing and laughing without an end. My eyes burned violently and I'm sure my face has gone completely numb at this point.

"Karmaaaa!" I whined, still grasping at his fingers. "Can't...b-b-breathhhh..."

"Apologize." Came his simple demand.

"N...never!"

I knew I should of thought twice before answering him like that. Because instead I got a worst punishment. He no longer attacked at my sides but started to tickle my neck too. I tried to construct my ultimate defense: by bunching up my neck like a turtle and muffle my laughter. Didn't seem effective thought because he still got me breathless.

After unbearable minutes of pure laughter, I finally gave in. "Uncle, uncle!" I shouted, pounding my hand onto the cool ground. With a little victory smile, Karma slid his cold fingers from my neck to pinch my cheek slightly.

"So you apologize?" He raised an eyebrow at me.

"Smer...(sure...)"

"What?"

"Merf gwo of mer chweek! (Let go of my cheek!)"

Doing as told, he released the tight grip he had on me and waited patiently for me to answer. Rubbing the now definitely bright red cheek, I gave him a sideways glare. "Sorry I made fun of your ugly looking face."

"You mean handsome face."

"No, I know what I said." We both let out a soft chuckle before settling into silence. I still was thinking deeply about all these things that's been crowding my brain with a less of a stress built upon my shoulders. School, grades, friends, files, and Karma had slowly started to settle into the back corners of my brain.

"You feeling better?" Karma quietly asked. I glazed over at him to see his golden eyes staring back at me. They seemed to shine within the darkness around. Honestly...I'm not sure what I would do without him. Maybe I wouldn't have ever come back. Maybe I wouldn't be the person I am today. But...all this deep meaningful crap won't really matter in the end.

I sighed and scooted closer to him before resting my head on his shoulder. "Yeah..." I smiled silently before looking up at the twinkling stars. "I'm good."

Hello guys. I want to be frank with you guys I really want to end this story. I haven't got the inspiration to write this any longer. I feel like the content is dry for all of you and I can tell my writing is getting bland. It's been a long two years since I've been writing this book (the two year mark will be on June 6) and honestly I don't believe Assassination Classroom fanfics are really popular anymore. I am planning on writing more fan fictions (I already have a BNHA fanfic posted) but I'm also working on BTS short stories as well. If any of you guys are intreasted in BTS, I'm sure you'll like the V and Jungkook one's I'm planning. I'm sorry that the ending will seemed rushed but I believe it's time to close this story. I'm sorry for those who have been reading this story to this point and I want to thank you all for your support. It's been a long two years but I believe that this story had a good run. Thank you once again to LonelyGirlHarshWorld for editing today's chapter and thanks for your hard work. Thank you all for understanding and hope to see you guys in the next couple last chapters. Bye bye.

Japanese: Mayonaka no Pikunikku or also spelled as  真夜中のピクニック. English: Midnight Picnics.