The Black Cat VS The Red Devil (Karma x OC)

Chapter 2: Her Decision

A/N: Please a comment below for me to improve! Anyways, I hope you enjoy it!

After a few minutes later of matcha cookies and cups of tea, Kuroka managed to calm herself down to think about his 'offer'. Although the job might be a bit boring, both of her brother's and her's secrets are at stake. And not to mention, if they started to find out, who knows what sorts of things they would do to both of them?

Groaning, she grabbed another cup of refilled tea, offered by the ever kind Nagisa and rubbed her forehead in frustration. A slightly tensed silence surrounded the air as she racked her mind for ideas in order to get herself out of this sticky situation, the blue haired butler looked on as his newly made friend muttering curses to herself as she munched aggressively on the cookies to the point where they're just dust clouding in her mouth.

"Ara~, having a hard time are we, my little kitten?" an amused voice asked, and out walked Karma once more, but this time with a beautiful green haired but flat chested woman clinging to the red haired male as if he was the most important thing in the world.

"Don't you dare come here if you want to get killed, you fucking, retarded piece of shit." Kuroka growled out, hands already on the sides, ready to grab her pistols which made the interested gold eyed boy looked on as if to challenge the assassin, earning another growl from the triggered green eyed female.

"M-maah, Young Master, I suppose your earlier methods wasn't the best on Miss Nekoshou. So please don't try to provoke her anymore, if you want to waste more money on rebuilding your mansion that is." the blue haired male added the last line dangerously and Karma taking a step back whilst whistling out an impressed tune.

"I suppose I corrupted you, Nagisa. But back at the matter at hand, do you accept this offer or not?" the red head mafia boss looked back over to the midnight blue haired female, who gave a snarl in return.

Karma's golden mercury orbs locked with her dark emerald feline eyes, the two entering into an unspoken staring competition, each individual trying to bring the other down. Finally, the contest was broken as Kuroka closed her eyes, and stood up to grab another cookie.

"Fine, Akabane. I'll take your stupid mission but don't expect that this is over yet. Because this is just the beginning." she warned and kicked the oak doors open then made her way out.

"Ugh, what's that girl's problem? Shouldn't she show more respect than that?" Kayano complained, or bitching out Karma's ears, whose lips is up in an amused smirk.

"Well, she's just an interesting person to toy with. After all, her reactions are just marvellous to watch." the mafia leader replied, his smirk widened.

Nagisa sighed. He really liked Kuroka and wanted to talked to her more. But with the Young Master getting under her skin, he think that his ears in the future just might exploding from the complaints.

Time skip (The Nekoshou Apartment)

"UGH, THAT MOTHERFUCKER, RETARDED, SHITTY, BASTARD SON OF A BITCH! WAIT TILL MY CLAWS ARE DYED DEEP IN HIS BLOOD!" Kuroka said each time as she vented out to the nearly destroyed punching bag.

"Ochitsuke, you god damn impulsive cat. Punching it out won't help anything. Do you want to spend your allowance on buying every sports gear in the house or actually having dinner while watching a BTS Wings Concert?" her brother pointed out, getting a bit peeved from his sister's behaviour.

Groaning as she plopped herself on the couch, the midnight blue haired girl grabbed her earbuds and stuffed it in her ears. How dare that bastard play that card or how he even knows is even a mystery to her. If he knew them that there would be some serious trouble and that means that Shirone has to quit jobs again while they had just gotten settled.

'Fuck life hard in the ass, he really got me in a bind.' the girl cursed in her mind, fumbling with her earbuds.

"Hey, want some dinner?" Shirone called, making her turn her head towards her brother, who was raising a curious eyebrow.

"Yeah, that sounds nice by this point." Kuroka nodded.

"Then, Omelette Rice should sound good right now, don't cha think?" her brother asked, already heading towards to the fridge to get out the ingredients needed.

"I don't know what I'd do without you, Shirone. I'm lucky to have you as a brother."

"I know I'm pawsome, thank you, but keep praising." Shirone said, a playful but harmless smirk graced her brother's lips.

"I'd guess, you'll never change, are ya?" she asked, knowing the answer.

"You know me, little sis." he replied shortly before turning his attention towards the stove, a comfortable silence filled the room once more.

A few minutes when by when the heavenly smell of omelette and her brother's famous tomato sauce filled their living room is when Kuroka yanked the earphones from her ears and dropped it on the glass table next to the couch where she was laying.

"That smells good. I guess you really out done yourself, huh Shiro." the midnight blue haired girl ask, lifting up an eyebrow in slight surprise.

"I'm hungry, duh." Her brother said obviously.

Shrugging, Kuroka grabbed the side of the couch and then pulled herself slowly, making her way towards the dining table, groaning.

"Why are you so lazy?" Shirone sighed.

"Speak for yourself, Mr. Couch Potato." Kuroka sassed back, which made her brother's hands went up in defence.

"Looks like the Red Devil riled you up good, huh?" the ash blonde male asked tiredly, already knowing the answer just by looking back at the nearly destroyed gym bag.

"You already know the fucking answer. Why bother asking?" Kuroka shot backed, drained. Not only that, the shitty asshole had sended her a text that to meet back at his house on the next day. Apparently, for the mission, she has to meet the rest of Kunigigaoka's Police Department so that theyh can discuss the plans further. 

This only worsened her mood as she sat on her chair, taking her pen and furiously making a beat by slamming the pens on the table. Playing out the beat of her favourite song, she slowly starting to feel herself getting a little more relaxed. Taking in deep breaths, the blue haired female went into the bathroom, brushed her teeth and lied down on her bed. 

"Ya player, hater, you should love yourself!" was the song's final lyrics before the last instrumental slowly die out is when the midnight blue haired girl crawl back to her bed and faceplant herself onto the pillow, hoping to somehow suffocate herself.  

'Welcome to the mind fuck that is my life.'

Then she slowly fall into a deep sleep, dreaming about new ways to try and kill the red headed menace that goes by the name of Karma Akabane.