Narma walks out of the Student Council Room only to be stopped by someone.
?????: Narma!
Narma turns around to see Ally, her long brown hair bouncing up and down as she ran.
Ally: Hweh. Hweh. Hweh.
She took a while to catch her breathe cause dis gurl can't run.
Ally: Do you want to walk home together.
All the other girls turned heads to look at Ally.
Girl 1: Awww no fair. She got the first approach.
Girl 2:Hmph!
Narma: Well we better get going before you become the talk of the school for talking to me.
Ally: O-Ok!
Ally skips next to Narma as he took long strides making it hard to keep up.
Ally: So Narma, tell me about yourself.
Narma: Well I'm in the High school department in Class E. Apparently, it's the same class my fathers attended.
Ally: Did you say fathers? With an s?
Narma: Yup heard me clearly.
Ally: So your parents are both men?
Narma just nods, Ally just standing there wondering how logic works.
Ally: I really don't know anymore. I have to see for myself.
Narma: You want to see my parents?
Ally: Does that mean?
Narma: Yes, you're invited into my house.
Ally's face became a tomato.
Narma: Hmm? What's wrong, have a fever?
Narma places his forehead onto Ally's forehead to feel her temperature. Ally became the same color as a ruby.
Narma: Jeez you're like a boiler. Let's go to my house maybe get you some medicine.
Ally: Ok!
Narma stands there not moving blocking Ally from walking.
Ally: I thought we were going?
Narma: You're not walking.
Narma quickly picks up Ally in bridal style and runs towards his house. Apparently the average person runs a lot slower than he can.
Ally: WHAWHAWHAWHWHA.
Narma: It's ok just bear with the wind, we're almost there.
Narma reaches the doorstep and unlocks it quickly placing Ally down to take off his shoes and picking her up after she does the same. He carries Ally up the stairs to his room. He places a hot towel on Ally's fore head and gets her under the covers.
Narma: I'll search for some cough syrup.
Ally: But Narma.
Narma: Nope, you're staying until you feel better.
Narma walks out and closes the door. He grabs a measuring cup and some cough syrup. He opens the door to his room and sets down the cough syrup.
Narma: Drink some and feel better. I'll be downstairs if you need me.
Narma leaves the room, but truth was Ally wasn't really sick. Narma walks to the gym and takes off his uniform revealing a tank top.
Narma: Time to train.
He takes off his glasses, his eyes turning vibrant blue, he gets in a fighting position. Without his glasses, his violent and aggressive side appears, with his glasses, it stays dormant. Narma starts to do different boxing techniques and tae kwon do kicks on a target and punching bag. He also practices his Judo on a stuffed dummy. He then ends it with 100 push-ups, 200 sit-ups, 100 pull-ups and a 10 mile run on the tread mill. While he is doing this Ally watches from the staircase amazed at his strength, speed and stamina.
Narma: Feel like I'm not doing enough.
Narma says this coldly as his aggressive side is out. Narma puts his glasses back on.
Narma: Phew. What a day.
Narma goes back to being the average high school boy he is and throws a towel over his back. He gulps down Water from his blue water bottle and walks to the staircase.
Narma: Ally? Feeling better?
Ally: Mhm. Actually, to be honest, I wasn't sick in the first place.
Narma: But you got some rest that's good. I'm gonna take a shower, wait for me in the living room.
Ally nods as Narma walks up the staircase and enters the bathroom. The sound of water hitting the floor was heard. Narma got out of the shower ten minutes later. He unlocked the door in his shorts and was shirtless with a towel around his neck. He walked to the living room. Ally looks up to see him shirtless and turns red again.
Narma: Wait about five minutes, I'll get changed by then.
Narma goes back up the staircase into his room to get a white shirt. He slips in on and leaves his room.
Narma: Ally, you ready?
Ally: Mhm.
She gets up from her seat and meets Narma by the staircase. They put their shoes on and Narma lets Ally out. He locks the door and walks Ally home.
Ally: Hmm, this place looks familiar. Wait... What's your address?
Narma: 49-21
Ally: Mine is 49-20
She turns her head to see her own house.
Ally: What!?
Narma: Doesn't mean I can't walk you over right?
Ally: Oh alright.
They walk over to the door and Ally opens the door with a click.
?????: Ally? What took you so long to come home?
Ally: Sorry Mom, just had a little fever, stayed at a friends house.
Ally's Mom: And who is this friend who you stayed wit-Oh?
Her mother looks at Narma, completely shocked.
Ally's Mom: Oh my, I would definitely get a divorce to marry you if I was younger. Ohohoh
Ally: Mom! You're embarrassing me!
Ally's Mom: But look at him! He's got the looks, the brains, the body, he's a ten out of ten! Why don't you come in for a little? Join us for dinner?
Narma: My pleasure Ms. Chen.
Ally's Mom: He's got the manners too. Eleven out of ten!
Koro Sensei: The typical anime mother who ships her daughter with someone she just met.
Narma: I've seen this moment many times before. But I was part of most of those moments.
Narma walks in and takes his shoes off and sits at the dinner table. The rest of the family eventually sits down too.
Ally's Father: So who's this young fellar Ally? You bring your boyfriend home? AHAHAHAHA!!!
Ally's Father laughs heartily at his sooooooo well developed joke. Narma chuckles at this.
Narma: Well technically I am. I'm a boy and her friend.
Ally's Father: AHAHAHAHA!!! YOUR BOYFRIEND HAS A SENSE OF HUMOR ALRIGHT!!!AHAHAHA!!!
Ally becomes a tomato once again.
Koro Sensei: The typical father who laughs at everything even if it's not funny.
Narma: It's going to a long night Koro Sensei.
Ally's Mother: Now, let's pray.
Everyone claps their hands together.
Narma: Itadakimasu.
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The Number One Assassin ( Assassination Classroom )
AcciónNarma Akabane, a child born from miracles. His parents, well, it sounds impossible. They have long been a ship on the internet. Now it may seem impossible for it to happen but they have become parents to a boy of good looks, skill, and brains, Narma...