Sanctuary (Karma Akabane x OC)

Let's go Clubbing!

In truth, Katsuna had been anxious.

Afraid of what Grip would do had he not have lost.

Afraid that her classmates wouldn't make it out alive.

But most of all,

She was afraid that Karma would break his word.

And behind that fear lurked a question that occupied her thoughts.

Why am I depending on him?

~~~~~

"NO WAY AM I WEARING THAT!"

"It'll just be for 5 minutes~"

"DON'T MAKE ME DO THIS!"

"You'll look fabulous~"

"I'M NOT A GIRL!!!"

"Hold him down!"

"Stop squirming!"

"You're making this harder than it needs to be!"

"Ahh~ we're done!" Fuwa cheered proudly, as she gazed at her masterpiece.

"I think I've officially hit rock bottom," Nagisa deadpanned, his soul now having left his body.

The blue haired student had been forced into a revealing outfit with the low-cut black top leaving his pale shoulders exposed. The tight fitted checkered skirt was cut short, teasing a section of his thighs that was not covered by his black high socks.

"I know you hate this but can you please put up with it," Kaede pleaded, placing her palms together, "Just until we let the others in?"

Nagisa exhaled heavily, retracing Ritsu's plan in his head.

The students had reached the club floor where the resort bar was located. There was no way to continue with the plan unless they took a detour through the bar, in hopes that they could unlock the door leading up to the next floor.

Ritsu had suggested an alternative that would look less suspicious.

Instead of the whole class wandering through the club, it would be better if only the girls were to make the trip. However, Karasuma had dismissed the idea immediately, fretting that they would be at risk if they went alone.

So, to place their dear teacher's worries at ease, Karma had snagged the opportunity to propose that Nagisa should tag along, due to his feminine appeal.

That brings us back to the present, as Nagisa was dragged into the girls bathroom to change, much to his discomfort.

"F-Fine..." Nagisa agreed reluctantly, his cheeks turning a slight pink as his willingness.

I'll do it for E Class.

"That's the spirit!" Yada squealed, clasping onto the boy's hand before tugging him out the door.

This is my life...

~~~~~

Purple and blue strobe lights intermingled across the room, creating an electric feel that lit up the atmosphere. The blaring bass pumped music that shot a spark of adrenaline directly to the heart, both beating rhythmically together. Dancing bodies tangled together on the neon dance floor with the high ceiling lights hanging down like stars.

A long lit up bar was placed towards the side of the room, serving the scent of alcohol. Velvet booths were dotted around the premises, filled with drunk teens feeding off of the smiles provided by the hypnotic feel of the air.