So many birthdays, amirite?
Anyways. Today's birthday is of a very famous and loved person on here.
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That's right, it's
Haapppy 15th Birthday, you idiot UwU
Now, you're going to receive the crappiest present you've ever got. Prepare your eyes :3
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A KarmaGisa fanfic for the one person who always puts up with my crap.
The afternnon sun rays were harsh, but not too harsh. It wasn't blinding, but it was almost March, so that wasn't anything new. Far up in the forest, on top of the mountain, the almost run-down building stood. From far afar, it seemed like a ghostly building but what lies inside isn't known to the outsiders, ofcourse.
It's not everyday where students rush at their octopus-like teacher who moves at Mach.20 speed to assassinate him. That's right, it was the most backward and the so-called uncultured class of Kunugigaoka High, 3-E.
The End Class.
"How many does that make?" Isogai asked, putting his head over his crossed hands, and closing his eyes. The poor boy was drained, along with the rest of the class, but that was expected.
"Uh..10, if you count that." The green haired pseudo actress smiled a little, pointing outside one of the many windows, where they could see Koro-sensei laughing at one of his students, Terasaka who was trapped under his teacher's old skin.
"It's almost March, huh..." Everyone let out wistful sighs. Whether they succeeded in assassinating Koro-sensei doesn't matter. Even if they do end up killing him, their favorite E-class won't remain forever. And if they failed, then...
They'd rather not think of that.
The sliding door of the classroom opened, and Okuda peeked her head in, her violet bangs falling infront of her eyes. "Manami-chan!" Kayano exclaimed, making everyone look up.
"We're back." Okuda said in her usual, shy voice. She stepped inside and allowed the second person to enter. "Uwagh, now I'll see how that Octopus keeps being alive." The 3-E prankster, Karma, smirked. His golden eyes were full of mischievous glint.
"What are you doing now, Karma-kun?" Nagisa asked, kind of exhausted with all his friends antics. Karma strode over to his desk and perched himself atop.
"Patience, Nagisa-kun. Patience~" He said that in a tone that sent shivers down Nagisa's spine. "In fact," he looked at Okuda. "Why don't we try it on Nagisa, Okuda-san?"
Okuda flushed under Karma's intense gaze and almost stuttered out her reply, "E-eh..b-but..it's—"
"Don't worry, I'll make sure nothing too dangerous happens." The red-haired devil smirked, internally willing the girl to agree.
"Uhm...um..fine." The girl gave in, smiling a little and handing a bottle full of mysterious purple liquid to Karma.
"Thanks, Okuda-san." Karma winked at her. This gesture didn't go unnoticed by most of the occupants of the room, resulting in a blushing violet haired girl and a seething blue haired boy.
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"You like Kayano-chan, don't you, Nagisa-kuuun~?" The question was so aburpt that Nagisa almost choked on air. It was almost evening, and all of 3-E had gone home, leaving behind Karma and Nagisa.
The latter had been forced to drink the drug that Karma almost shoved down his throat. They were waiting for the reactions to start.
"W-what? Why do you think so, Karma-kun?" Nagisa was sad, to say the least. If only you knew who I liked..
Karma just shrugged, staring out the window. "Ne~ who do you like then?" He asked, turning to look back at him, his golden eyes sparkling in— what Nagisa assumed to be— curiosity.
Nagisa felt himself blushing. "I-it—um..it's a secret—" Karma cut him off before he could finish the sentence.
"Want Okuda-san to make a truth potion and force it down your throat?" He asked, flashing his trademark Akabane smirk.
"No..why does it matter who I like?" Nagisa asked, his blue eyes tilting down. It's not like you like me anyways. Karma looked shocked for a second, but eventually composed himself.
"I just wanna know~ who knows, maybe it's me—" Karma got cut off when Nagisa flung himself on him and kissed him. (A/N: I know, shocking. Shush, I'm bad at building up climaxes for romantic scenes ;-;)
Karma's eyes widened but eventually fluttered shut as he kissed back deeper. (A/N: UWAHHH I CAN'T, I CAN'T—) When they broke after a few seconds, both of them had huge blushes on their face.
"Why?" That was all Karma could ask.
"I—it's you, Karma-kun. You are the one I like." Nagisa confessed.
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For the rest half an hour of waiting for results and not getting any, Karma and Nagisa didn't speak a word to each other. Nagisa was now sure his feelings weren't requited.
Karma got up quietly, picking up his bag. Nagisa followed. When they reached the classroom door, Karma turned around.
"Nagisa."
Before the said boy could say anything, Karma pressed their lips together in a short, sweet kiss. He soon parted from him.
"I love you, too."
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And yeah. That's it. That's literally it. Told ya it's gonna be crappy.
This is what happens when I don't write for a long time. I mean, look at the grammar, the construction— so ew.
Anyways, I hope you liked it.
And to keep the tradition going,
HAPPY BIRTHDAY ONCE AGAIN!
