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Chapter 1- Seconds

No POV

No sound was heard on the living room other than the ticks of the wall clock. The two lock eyes on one another waiting for either one to make a move or react at all. Soon, Nagisa cut himself off the trance and began to talk "You're a great comedian Karma-kun, I only need a place to stay", with a forceful chuckle he tried to brush off the topic.

Karma remained still, with only his eyes moving when following Nagisa's movements as the smaller one stood up and circled around the room. Soon enough, Karma's poker face was changed to a sigh and a smile. "Okay, of course, it's probably just my speculation." Karma said with a wide smirk on his face.

The red head didn't stop there. He stood up and began closing in towards Nagisa. Of course, in instincts, Nagisa moved backwards. Karma moved slowly, as he began to speak while continuing to move towards the discomfortable Nagisa.

"Since you're staying in my house, you're gonna follow my house rules." Calmly he said with a tone of a sadist.

Nagisa answered back with a joking tone "You have house rules? But you live alone."

Hearing this Karma can't help but release a smirk on his face and said: "Well, I just thought about it now."

With the constant exchange of conversation. Nagisa was soon back against a wall. While Karma, continued to move towards him.

Nagisa had a knife hidden in his body as he was already use to having a spare for extra measure. He would either kill Karma when he is fully closed or give up. The time for decision making was only seconds.

With his left hand he held the knife waiting to holster it. But what Karma said completely caught him off-guard.

"Be my wife."

Nagisa eyes widened from the ambitious request of the other party.

Soon the two where inches away Karma didn't take a second thought and his hands tried to make its way to the lower part of Nagisa.

Nagisa was taking everything thats happening to fast which caused him to stay completely still as his body quiver from the sensation of Karma's hands. Nagisa's face was tinted pink and flushed with red. He was feeling all the more dizzy as time passes on.

But of course, Karma didn't go all the way with a devil smirk left on his face feeling accomplished after teasing the bluenette he soon moved backward and walked away.

Nagisa's legs gave up on him and soon Nagisa slid down towards the floor panting air as he forgot to breath when that thing happened.

"Feel yourself at home.", Karma said from a somewhat far distance.

Once Nagisa composed himself he tried to pat his sides noticing the knife was gone. He of course speculated Karma took it. It doesn't take a scientist to figure that out. Nagisa burrowed his face in between his legs. Feeling completely humiliated that he was beaten on his own game, the arts of seduction.

Karma's POV

Mhm. This is a decent looking knife. If I didn't saw it I would've got slit as smooth as butter. Oh Nagisa, why must you this hard. I'm not letting you go like what I did in 7th grade.

Well, time to cook I guess.

Nagisa's POV

Calm down Nagisa, it's not over yet. There's plenty of opportunity to assassinate him. I didn't notice a droplet of tear was forming up on my eye. I can't kill him, but I must. It's the only way.

Time flied as I remain sited on the living-room with my bag of clothes beside me waiting for Karma's return.

"Nagisa-kun, come here."

"Coming"

I traced down the location of the voice and ended up in the Dining room where Karma was sited down with food on the table.

"I made a homecoming meal for you, wife"

I raised an eye on his comment and spoke back

"First, this was the first time I ever went to your home, second don't call me wife! I-i haven't agreed to that, yet."

"Ah, too early it seems, give it time, Nagisa"
Karma said with a pretend big smile on his face.

I sat down beside him and thanked him for the meal.

After eating Karma putted the knife he stole on the table. It made my stomach turn knowing his gonna confront me about it.

"Thanks, Nagisa-kun this knife is really sharp, it helped me cut the ingredients." He said that while scratching his head and whistling.

"O-oh, it's fine." There is in no doubt Karma knows this is a killing knife. Why is he pretending?

"Anyways, Nagisa-kun, I'll take you to your room."

I nodded in agreement

I followed him upstairs leading towards the door. He opened the door and invited me to come in. So, I went inside.

I awed in amazement how big the room was, for a guest room it's really big.

"You like it."

"Yes." A genuine smile was obvious in my face, almost forgetting the real reason why I was here.

"So you're fine sleeping here?" He asked once more.

"Definitely."

Then I heard a door get lock right behind me.

I looked back and asked: "K-karma what are you doing?"