Anime/Vocaloid x reader (lemons/fluff)

Karma x reader 'PANDA HERO' (assassination classroom/vocaloid)

(based off of miku-tan's English cover of panda hero!)

I walked into class, silent as an owl, and stalked quietly to my seat in the back. No one really talked to me, after all, who would want to approach a druggie who looks like she hasn't slept a day in her life? Everyone in the school knew, if someone was causing trouble, call me up and they'll be lucky to escape unscathed. But of course, I don't do that for free. If you want me to do something, you better pay up, and it has to be opium. Like crack, but made using poppy seeds and less harsh materials and processes. And if I'm cheated of my payment you get the same injuries I gave to your victim. What goes around comes around, after all.

Today seemed different, though. I overheard Nagisa and Kayano talking about Karma coming to 3E. About goddamn time.

Me and Karma go way back, since we practically have the same line of work, except he does it for free and of his own volition. Every now and then, though, we'll share a common target and team up, or if it's a group of people who seem semi-difficult we'll call each other up and work on it together. And we've always gotten along and hung out and shit like that.Plus, I really enjoyed being around him, there's nothing like a good partner. If I could choose anyone to be my partner, it would be Karma.

But the thing is, I have a crush on him. What he doesn't know can't hurt him, right? Right? I thought. Well I should probably tell him soon, because I've kept it in for quite a while and I'm tired of it. I sighed.

As Karma walks in I stand up and say, "Welcome back, sadistic strawberry!" I was smirking and he looked annoyed.

"Shut it, panda hero." he blew a raspberry at me and pulled his lower eyelid.

I chuckled a little and looked back at the sadistic strawberry. I smiled a little and I swear I could see a slight blush on his cheeks but it was gone as soon as it came.

"Ok we should go to lunch now" Karma said.

"Yeah." I replied.

*Time skip to lunch*

"I was starting to think you forgot about me, Karma." I say jokingly, though I secretly was almost starting to believe that.

"Forget you? Nah, I would never. Hard to forget someone who helped me fish for delinquents."

"That was an odd hobby of yours, wasn't it?"

"You can't deny you had fun too." He slyly said.

"You caught me there, strawberry."

" Fuck you, crime lord."

"You'd like that wouldn't you?" I teased.

"Pfft, sure jackass."

*Another time skip because I'm lazy, after school*

"I'm taking your notes."

"We went over this (y/n), 'can I borrow your notes, Karma?'"

"I'm taking your notes, please Karma?" I mocked.

Karma sighed, as if he was giving up, "good enough, but I'm going to your house while you have them."

"Fine by me." I said but secretly I was really looking forward to have him come over, yeah my place was a mess but it meant more time to spend with him. I need to toughen up and confess.

As we walked home we discussed topics most would find disturbing or confusing.

We walked to the broken down house I'd been staying in for years. We passed a dart board with injection needles embedded in it, a few trusty metal bats that have seen some shit, and a few baseball posters up for the aesthetic. Just the usual stuff in my 'house', or how I prefer to call it, my dugout or home base.