#Tadaomi Karasuma

[anzulvr]

Thank you for follow back! >.> meant a lot to me. Is it okay if I request a Karma x reader where the reader is very sweet & affectionate towards Karma & it makes him shy. No pressure. Just wanted to say hi & thank you! ^_^

♡ ୨୧ Karma with affectionate Reader ୨୧ ♡

ʚɞ fluff; no warnings || Karma Akabane ♥︎ note : HIII HII SORRY THIS IS LIKE CENTURIES LATE SHEA… guys pls tell me if you see typos I checked but I get sick of reading my own things again and again… 😭|| ʚɞ

— Karma is inexperienced when it comes to relationships therefore when you’re affectionate and sweet to him he doesn’t know how to act!!

His face canonically gets super red when he’s embarrassed though it’s not an often thing because he can usually shake things off with a joke! When it does happen it’s finally your chance to get back at him for all the times he’s purposely taken weird photos of you.

He’d be shy with PDA (when he’s not trying to embarrass you, since he’s also the type to mortify you by calling you the stupidest pet names in front of your friends and family.)

If you react strongly it's worse because he loves getting you mad and rilled up it's like his love language. Some people like giving gifts or giving words of affirmation to their s/o while he likes pissing you off.

If you randomly hold his hand or rest your hand on his shoulder he won’t know what to do. He plays with your hand instead of staying still as a way to distract himself from how giddy he’s feeling.

Half the time “playing with your hand” means him trying to jokingly get you to slap your own face with your hand, the other half of the time when he feels like being nice and cute he’s just lightly squeezing it.

Very “opposites attract” troupe.

Even when you were just friends you were very attentive which isn’t something he’s familiar with. For the first time ever there’s someone taking care of him? Asking about his day and doing anything to make him feel better when it’s a bad one? He’d find it hard to believe you’re doing so much for him without wanting anything in return.

When he starts getting more comfortable in the relationship he inches towards being sweeter and more open with you.

E-class finds it hard to believe when they first see it, cause it’s Karma out of all people?? Karma being affectionate??

Don’t get me started on Asano’s reaction to this, he from the bottom of his heart, thinks you’re being held hostage.

Most of Karmas “affection” is just making fun of people so when they see him being weirdly nice to you it’s creepy to them. Constant compliments and praise coming out of his mouth is something they didn’t think they’d live to see.

He can’t be serious for long periods of time and always finds a way to “ruin the moment”. For example you’ll hug him and Karma will hug back… for three seconds before he lifts you off the ground and spins you till too dizzy to walk. (He finds it funny to see you struggling.)

Ms.Vitch is tired of you both because you refuse to work with anyone else she sets you up with (since her class centers around assassination with seduction). Sure, the phrases she makes you all say are awkward no matter who you’re saying it to but you can’t bring yourself to work with your other classmates for that class! If you do work with someone else he’s so shady about it afterwards.

“Karma do you mind getting my bag for me?"

“Maybe ask Maehara since he’s so strong.”

“You know I only said that for the class!!"

Karasuma is also sick of you two getting side tracked, instead of sparring you two sword fight, instead of running a mile you somehow convince Karma to carry you on his back while he does all the running?! (he’s a show off.) Instead of doing pushups you sit on Karmas back as he does them. It gets to the point he makes you work on opposite sides of the field but you somehow end up getting together anyway within minutes. He’s starting to give up.

On the brighter side you’re together in all of Korosensei’s classes because he can’t bring himself to separate you two! He did once and you were so miserable he gave in. Even if Karma does give you the answers in exchange for a kiss (it’s really that easy.) Korosensei thought you might’ve died from heartbreak if he kept you apart longer.

It’s pretty hard to make him shy since he’s constantly being praised to the point his ego is up there. It happens in more quiet, private moments. Like if you’re at his house watching a movie and you’re moving closer together all of a sudden he’s looking at the roof and not the screen. He can’t let you see his face is beet red.

Another example is him seeing you in a pretty outfit and not being able to act right cause he’s flustered.

“Do I have something on my face?”

“No, you’re just, you’re- you you’re I like.”

“Come again?”

[ventivente]

[ailius-suffers-through-art]

redrew some scenes with korosensei as a human (really old art but I still think it’s cute)

[aisha-galaxia]

Some random AssClass random posts cuz why not lol 😃

[thekingofspin]

after reading these I think i can finally label what my type is

[moonlit-orchid]

I don't know what's funnier, the fact that Korosensei decided to do this and drag Karasuma into it, or the fact that Karasuma fucking did it-

[mytragedyperson]

Ok i was thinking about assassination classroom and Karma again, as I occasionally do, and I remembered his first episode where he, like, falls off the cliff thing so he can shoot Korosensei, and how, like willing, he is to get hurt or even possibly die just to kill him. And, how he fully accepted death and it's only because Korosensei caught him that he didn't, at the very least, injure himself but, since he was falling like back, head, neck first, probably wouldn't have been good for him. And i feel like Korosensei, Karma and Nagisa all gloss over this incident way too quick, and to my knowledge no one else knows. Like, i get it but, also, the fact this middle school child is willing to go this far to achieve his goal, to kill a teacher, is horrifying, And it got me thinking, right? Because, surely after this, even if nothing happened, Korosensei or one of the teachers would have to tell his parents, right? Like, this seems pretty serious and like something you'd have to tell a student's parents? But it's just never mentioned again.

so, fic idea, Karasuma finds out about this and is like wtf. so he's the one that calls Karma's parents, when he realises Korosensei forgot, or at least he attempts to, but the only numbers the school has is their house number, and Karma's mobile number (Karma said it was on of his parents' and no one at the school cared enough to check because they suck). So, when Karasuma fails to get an answer, he tries to organise a face-to-face thing. Doesn't work, they don't answer, they don't find out. So Karasuma asks Karma how he can get in touch with his parents, says it's just to ask about something else, but Karma's like, oh, they work in another country.

Long story short Karasuma gets suspicious about Karma's homelife and quickly discovers he's at the very least neglected and basically unofficially adopts him. Bitch sensei too but that's more because i ship her with Karasuma, but yes, they adopt Karma. This makes all his behaviour make sense and even more when he learns some other things. First, Karma actually likes learning and studying, just not at school. This can either be a thing where he can concentrate better when there's less people around and less going on, and stuff, or it could be a defense mechanism. Personal headcanon time: Karma used to be more open about the fact he liked learning and liked studying, but then people started bullying him for it. So, he learned to fight, so he could defend himself, and started to become more of a delinquent. And this is why he always defended people who were getting bullied. He could relate to them. Him being able to fight got him slapped with the delinquent label so he leant into it, started skipping classes and, when he was there, made a point of looking like he actually wasn't paying attention. Got in a lot of fights to defend himself and protect others, only really fought bullies, but it was enough to intimidate people. But really, when he's skipping class, he's just doing the studying and learning at home, where he can do it without being bullied. Sorry, I've talked before about my headcanon that Karma likes learning, he just doesn't like school. here's a more fleshed out version that I just thought of but adds to this in a way and explains why he learned to fight, other than the cliche "he was a delinquent" or "he wanted his parents' attention". That may be part of the reason but, yeah. This is purely headcanon, I'm not saying this is canon, but yeah.

So anyway, Karasuma basically adopts him and Karma basically lives with him. Karasuma tries to keep things strictly student and teacher at home and takes on a more parental figure at home. And it's not easy for either of them. Karasuma isn't really prepared to be a dad to a traumatised middle schooler and is in denial that he actually cares and tells himself he's just keeping and eye on the kid since no one else is. And Karma has his walls up. He doesn't trust adults because, before Korosensei, he never had an adult genuinely care about him with no strings attached, and even with Korosensei, he's his teacher so still has some level of obligation in any responsibilty he feels for Karma. So Karma doesn't trust Karasuma and is constantly waiting for the other shoe to drop. So he keeps himself hidden, keeps middle school Karma on the surface and hides the parts of himself he wants to protect away. Because for all Karma is sadistic, he is also a protector. I stand by that and no one will change my mind. And that means protecting himself soon. So it's a struggle, Karasuma trying to get Karma to open up while also trying to keep an emotional distance and not get attached, because when Korosensei dies, he'll have to leave, have to go where the next mission takes him. And Karma trying to keep his more vulnerable side hidden, desperately fighting to keep his walls up, because the last time he trusted and adult, they turned their back on him the second he acted in a way they didn't like and he can't allow himself to get hurt like that again.

But Karasuma keeps finding things out, keeps noticing things, keeps seeing these hidden insecurities and vulnerabilities. And he tries not to push Karma, he does, but he finds out Karma likes learning and studying, finds out he's even smarter than he thought, (like he knew Karma was smart but, like, he didn't realise the extent of it, genius Karma agenda and not in a prodigy way, more he was a neglected kid who had no friends so he just learned everything he could.), like he just knows the most random but interesting facts, keeps noticing just how many styles and techniques of fighting Karma knows, finds out he's self taught. And then comes the real kicker, when Karasuma finds out Karma secretly brought an injured stray cat home (to Karasuma's house that he won't admit even to himself feels like home) and was nursing it back to health after finding some shithead kids from his middle school throwing rocks at it or something. And Karasuma, secret softie and cat person that he is, lets him keep it. They have a pet cat, and Karma learns about Karasuma is, finds out who he is when he's not doing agent stuff, sees him relaxing and being at peace for once. And he lets Karasuma in, against his better judgment (and he knows Karasuma will have to leave at some point, he's here for a reason, he has a job to do, when that job is done he'll leave but maybe for once he can trust and adult, maybe for once he can let and adult in, maybe for once he can be cared for even if it's temporary) and (excuse me if i get events in the wrong order but the point remains) Karma doesn't beat Asano at the exams that time, doesn't come first in math or any other subject, and it annoys him, because even if it didn't look like it, even if it wasn't in class, he actually did study, at home, in secret. And this time was different. This time, despite everything, he wanted to do well not just for him or to rub it in Asano's face, he wanted to make Karasuma proud. It was the first time he could tell an adult he did well, that he got the top score and have them genuinely be proud of him. By this point he's stopped hiding his secret studying from Karasuma. And then Korosensei comes and inadvertantly rubs salt in the wound, taunting him about his failure as if he doesn't already know, as if he doesn't already feel shitty enough about failing, about letting Karasuma down.

But he didn't let Karasuma down. Karasuma knows how hard he was studying, ho hard he was trying, even if no one else does. And even if Karma didn't get the top mark (which by the way, do we ever find out what he got? Was it actually a bad score or just bad for Karma, y'know? I can't remember), Karasuma knows he tried his hardest, so he praises him anyway. By this point he knows enough to know Karma's beating himself up about it, after all, Karma is a perfectionist. Anything less than perfect he sees as being a failure and letting people down. But Karasuma is there to reassure him and tell him that he did well and next time he'll do even better. And he comforts Karma, something no one has ever truly done before. And Karma knows he can trust him.

And then their vacation and the poison incident happens. Karma is forced to watch Karasuma get taken out by the sleeping gas, but manages to keep calm. But after Karma fights an assassin, Karasuma cannot hide his concern, not fully, and after that it only gets harder, especially as they have more father and son bonding moments, Karma opens up to Karasuma but there's still the issue of Karasuma's job. I did consider having Karasuma leave hi job but i honestly think, if he tried, they'd kill him for knowing too much. So instead, he makes sure to visit between every job he has, calls as often as he can while on jobs, and always makes sure he's there for important events. Karma basically lives in the house he has there. Bitch sensei and Karasuma get married. Karma goes to the same high school as Asano, where they're academic rivals in the same class but end up becoming friends and lovers because i ship it and these two are actually very similar and I feel like they genuinely would end up being like a power couple. Plus Asano wants to know more about the Korosensei situation. Also Karasuma teaches Karma more stuff so that if any of his enemies find out about Karma and come after him, Karma can defend himself.

This is angst, hurt/comfort, fluff, full of headcanons, just, in my brain this is the fanfic I'll probably never write because i simply couldn't do it justice.

But I could write snippets about this. whether that be headcanons or just short scenes so, if you'd like me to elaborate, please let me know in comments, or my asks.

[tuulikannel]

A few Karasuma-the-class-dad incorrect quotes

Karasuma: the first problem with 3-E is that the entire class has seasonal depression. Karasuma: and the second problem is that the ‘season’ is the entire fucking year.

Karasuma: I have a hard time letting people in Also Karasuma: *looks at Nagisa* you are now my son *looks at Karma* you are now also my son *looks at Terasaka gang* you are now my children *looks at the entire class* you are all my children!! Karasuma: it's SO hard to let people in

Medic: I'm sorry sir but we can only allow family in to see them at this point Karasuma: Bold of you to assume I won't legally adopt them right now Karma, half asleep inside the hospital room: You tell 'em dad

[diiitzzz]

yass!

[anzulvr]

୨୧ On Purpose Karma x (fem) Reader || Chapter: 07 ୨୧

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You'd think after seeing the images and reading a lengthy description of what to anticipate when joining End class,  [Name] might have mentally braced herself for what she would be exposed to.

"LET ME GO YOU CAN'T FORCE ME TO STAY." Her voice ripped at her throat, Agent Karasuma restrained the girl as she kicked and screamed. Sure, she read Korosensei's description and seen the image attached to his file but something about seeing him in person for the first time sunk reality into her.

"I can, I'm legally mandated to keep you here until you calm down," Karasuma said, out of breath. She "bolted" down the hall the second she saw her new teacher, but as it turns out she's a pretty slow runner. He caught up to her walking, that was until she started rolling down the hill.  He had to run down before she could reach the end of said hill and blab everything to the first person she saw out of sheer adrenaline.

Korosensei could have easily cornered her the second she walked out the door but instead, he was busy sulking to his students about how frightened [Name] was by him.

"Time to head back, you can decide if you want to switch back to the main campus once you're in the right headspace," Karasuma spoke as he dragged her back to class.

[Name] stood behind the halfway-opened door, as Karasuma encouraged her to walk in and introduce herself.

"It's understandable! I'm muscular, I have a chiseled jawline and an intimidating demeanor, it's only human instinct to run away." Korosensei spoke like he was trying to convince himself of his own words.

"Sir, I don't think that's what happened." Isogai raised his hand to reply.

[Name] stiffly walked in, her body aching from her attempt to run off or roll off the mountain.

"Go on, introduce yourself." Karasuma nudged her forward. Her hands were still jittery from the nerves. "I'm [Name]."

'Really? That's all she's going to say?' Karasuma decided to give her a break, her day had been hectic enough.

"[Name's] a transfer from A class. Do your best to accommodate her and make her feel welcome."

"[Name] you can take the empty seat next to Karma..." Korosensei meekly gestured, trying not to scare her away for a second time.

Once [Name] took her desk, Karma reached over to his new seatmate's head. "You got grass in your hair."

"Don't touch me you pathological fucking liar." She glared daggers into him.

Karma annoyedly clicked his tongue. If that’s how she’s going to act he can too, "I hope the spider in your hair lays eggs."

"Spider?! Karma get it off me! I didn't mean it! Honestly, I did, but still!"

  Lunch break had rolled around, and [Name] was sitting outside with Karma. "Ya know he won't hurt you right? Or did they leave that out?" Karma asked, referring to Korosensei.

"More like you left that out, you decided to leave me clueless."

"Can you blame me? You probably would've gotten me locked up in some mental asylum."

"I wouldn't have! I can't visit you every day there."

He flicked her forehead "You're an idiot."

"Don't be cute, I'm angry at you."

Karma leaned in closer, their faces only a few inches apart. "Are you?"

Nagisa accidentally stumbled into [Names] shoulder, "Sorry [Name]- Ah, I’m interrupting aren’t I? I'll go!"

"No you're not, what's up Nagisa?" She tugged on his sleeves encouraging him to stay.

"I just wanted to see if I could help you introduce yourself to everyone, and make more friends so you feel comfortable."

"Really! That's sweet, I'd love that." Her face lights up as she pushes Karma further away and cheerily walks off with Nagisa. Karma sighs in response as he trails right behind them.

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"Gakushuu! I've been looking for you!" Kaho rushed over.

"Kaho, I've got places to be."

"I just want to ask if you've heard from [Name]. She hasn't shown up to any classes or contacted me today."

"You don't know?" For a moment he questioned if it was his place to talk.

"Know what?" Kaho tilted her head in confusion.

"[Name] has been demoted to E-class."

"What? How?!"

To save his breath, Asano pulled out his phone and let her scroll through your latest conversations.

[CHAT LOG]

[Gakushuu]: Father won't explain why you were dropped all of a sudden, he says it's none of my concern but as the president I disagree, so you tell me.

[Name]:  I was nervous about the upcoming exams &

his office was wide open so I tried to steal the answers

That wasn’t exactly true but it’s not as if she could be honest with him, so [Name] told a little white lie.

[Gakushuu]: Unbelievable. What did you expect to gain out of cheating?

[Name]: A high test score?

[Gakushuu]: That's a shame. I thought you were smarter than that.

I'm sure you'll be allowed back once you prove yourself but I doubt you'll get your student council position back.

[Name]: yeah… I hope my end of the workload doesn't pile on you.

Kaho shakes her head in frustration as she hands him his phone back. "This still doesn't explain why she wouldn't tell me. Seriously I'm stuck between a rock and a hard place, I love her but people will give me shit for hanging out with an end-class student."

"That's what you're worried about? Explains why she didn't tell you."

"So what, you're going to continue hanging out with her?"

"That's different our relationship was purely work-related, it's not like we have much to talk about other than council responsibilities. I have no problem being cordial with her and wishing her the best."

"I guess you're right, it wouldn't be cool of me to ghost her over one mistake."

While [Name] wasn't the most popular out of the council she was adored by much of the student body due to the fact she put everyone before herself. She'd spend hours helping her peers who grew to rely on her.  That didn't matter anymore, Gakushuu was well aware everyone would turn on her once the news got out she moved down to the lowest class. His father could be a spiteful person but thankfully he wasn't bitter enough of a person to announce it to the entire school, the rumors would spread sometime soon but it would take time for people to believe them. "Teppei Araki here with the school announcements! I regret to inform everyone that Miss [Full Name] will no longer be a member of the student council. We have decided we will not be opening her position, and our council will simply continue as five members. In more positive news the Art club is holding a event for..."

Well, that was ironic, Even Gakushuu didn't expect his father to murder [Names] social life so mercilessly this soon. Gakuhō talked to the girl plenty of times, more than that, she was the only friend Gakushuu ever heard his father approve of. He expected his father to be lenient towards her.

He walked towards the meeting room bracing himself for the mess he would walk into.

Ren launched himself at Gakushuu the second he stepped foot through the door, "Did you hear? Our [Name] is gone!"

"You make it sound like she's dead, get off me." Asano shoves Ren off with his shoulder.

"She practically is dead! She's in End class with the filth."

"She's not replying to my messages either." Koyoma added.

"Does she ever reply to you, Koyama?"

"She replied last week, and it was only one month late! New record."

"Well, we can talk to her in person one of these days and see how she's holding up if that makes you all feel better."

Asano spoke as if he were suggesting it for their sake but in full truth he was a little worried. Not that he cared but everything seemed so out of character for [Name].

Sneaking into the principal's office for test scores? [Name] more often than not was a chronic nervous trainwreck, but a delinquent who sneaks around to steal answers? Not her style. In all the years he knew her, she was a stickler for the rules, it was one of the traits that earned her a position in council and set her apart from other students.

It was too unusual to ignore, he asked himself who could ever instill these ideas into her head, more importantly, how did they convince her to go through with it? He came up with a few theories, perhaps someone asked [Name] to steal the answers in exchange for something. Maybe she’s taking the fall for a friend. In any case, he figured meeting up personally might lead him to unravel whatever it is she’s hiding.

[namaeekaki]

10 years of AssClass? Time really flies…

[gigisafeplace]

Assclass Incorrect Quotes

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Nagisa: Sometimes I drink milk straight from the container.

Terasaka: The cow??

Nagisa: What?

Itona: Terasaka, W H Y?

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Gakushuu: I’ve never been in a snowball fight before. I don’t know the rules.

Rio: What?

Gakushuu: Is there a point system, or is it to the death?

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Gakushuu, grinning: I have a knife!

Gakuhou: Put it down, Gakushuu.

Gakushuu: Make me! *sprints away*

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Hazama: Hey, quick question. How petty am I allowed to be?

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Koro-sensei: You need a hobby.

Gakuhou: I have a hobby!

Koro-sensei: Hitting Gakushuu isn't a hobby.

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Gakushuu: I think I need a hug...

Isogai: Good thing I'm hug shaped!

*45 minutes later*

Gakushuu: You... you can let go now.

Isogai: No, I absolutely cannot.

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Karasuma: Guys… the principal just called—

Irina: It was the octopus!

Koro-sensei: It was Karma!

Karma: It was Rio!

Rio: It was me!

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Gakushuu: How is spring not everyone’s favorite season? The trees are PINK, guys!

Karma: Allergies are also a problem, y'know.

Gakushuu: But pink.

Hazama: And it's hot.

Gakushuu: PINK!

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Rio: I’ve never asked someone out. How do you even do it?

Isogai: Oh, what I do is, I look them up and down and I say: “Hey… how you doin’?”

Gakushuu, scoffing: Oh, please.

Isogai, to Gakushuu: Hey, how you doin’?

Gakushuu:

Gakushuu: *giggles and blushes*

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Gakushuu: Would anyone know any good vendors for professional-quality brass knuckles?

Irina: I know you’re serious, but you say the scariest shit sometimes.

[captainstrawberrywings]

Here a graffart collab with assassination classroom

[verkanicat]

Sinking (tw: blood)

close ups and timelaps under the cut

[wander-lum]

can somebody find that karma akabane oneshot (?) fic where his s/o is as confident, competent and kinda hot-headed as him? somebody humble too, like theyre rich rich and buy expensive things (the example shown was a watch) but they hide it and they dont rub it in that person? and theyre also soft and emotional but only when in the privacy of their own space, the example shown was an dead animal and the they wanted to burry it properly. i first found it in the akabane x reader tag.

[aritsukemo]

Our Home | Prologue - The New Assignment! | AssClass

Summary: After another dead end in their current assignment, three assassin siblings are given a new assignment. One more deadly and much more interesting than any mission they've experienced!

Warnings: Reader is referred to with genderfluid pronouns throughout this story, but for this chapter, they're mainly referenced/called using he/him pronouns. That said, any references towards their gender is left purposefully vague as for all to enjoy! Torture scene ahead so possible gore ahead! ( Reader uses their gun as a torture weapon and their captive is shot numerous times ). Codenames are thrown around a lot in this. ( None of the main characters shown this chapter go by their actual names ).

A/N: Hey ya'll! Sorry I went off the radar for a bit..I got sick, heh- 😅 I'm still recovering plus my Thanksgiving break is filled to the brim with me working so anything new after this probably won't come til closer to Thanksgiving Day ( if at all ). On a more positive note, me transferring this old, mainly abandoned fanfic has got me wanting to rewatch Assassination Classroom. Maybe if I get the motivation, I'll actually continue this, who knows..

Tagging: @nursedflowers ( Because I love their commentary ) + Anyone who wants to be tagged! <3

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Third Person Pov, on the 57th floor of Mirai Hotel

 "Oh you're so funny, Mr. Kobayashi! Who knew you could be such a charmer?" A small giggle slips past the woman's cherry red lips as they gently curve upwards. The businessman who's arm she hangs on seemed completely enthralled as his eyes darted from her glossed lips to her chocolate brown hair that was pinned up by a jeweled hairpin.

  "Please, call me Takashi." He says as he brings one of his hands to his hair. The callous skin of his fingers sliding through his sliver locks with ease. The woman nods her head, her smile widening only to drop at the sight of the man's sudden frown.

 "What's wrong?" She asks, but he doesn't respond. She stares at him for a moment, waiting for his response but when he continues to remain silent, she follows his gaze and looks behind them to see her bodyguard dressed down in a black suit and matching sunglasses.

 "Does he bother you?" She whispers, her cool voice sliding into his ear which manages to recapture his attention and makes him finally pull his eyes away from the boy to look at her.

 "Huh?" He blurts out rather dumbfoundedly.

 "Does my bodyguard's presence bother you?" She repeats, her eyes narrowing a bit as she keeps steady eye contact with him. Takashi stiffens. The woman notices and moves her hand to touch his tense shoulders where she gives him a gentle squeeze and a golden smile that deserves one hundred awards.

 "Don't be so nervous. I was simply asking a question," She cooed. Her hands begin to trail upwards, her cold fingertips tickling the skin of his neck as they slide up until they reach his face where they cup the plump of his cheeks.

 "How about we go somewhere? Although this hotel is nice, I'd much prefer to go somewhere more..romantic," She leans against him, her breast jiggling a little as they collide with his chest which doesn't go unnoticed by the older male, "Do you know of any place like that?" 

 He gulps, trying his best to smile off the butterflies in his stomach. Alas, all he managed to do was present her an awkward smile, "Oh, uh.. I- I know a few places.."

 With a mental smirk forming in her head, the woman pulls away, her award-winning smile stretching in glee as she claps her hands, "Excellent! Then let's not waste any time," She moves to stand a little behind him, her smooth, soft hand touching his back and giving him a gentle push. He looks back at her, beginning to raise his eyebrow as she gives him another push.

 "Go on ahead without me and I'll join you in a bit. I need to send him off," She gestures towards her bodyguard, "What I plan to do with you..heh, let's just say it's not something a kid like him should see."

At her comment the wealthy man's entire face flushes, his mind creating all types of scenarios as he nods dumbly and turns, walking away without any further compliants.

 "Don't have too much fun without me!" As the man boards the elevator at the end of the hall, one of his last sights is her side profile. Her sparkling eye, a polished, perfectly stretched smile, a cherry blush painting her porcelain skin, and her hand waving goodbye to him. It's a shame the doors closed before he could wave back..

As soon as those steel doors closed and that waste of space was out of her sights, the woman saw no reason in keeping up her act. As quick as a snap of a finger, her apple colored lips twist into a rotten frown and her smooth skin is wrinkled by her eyebrows as they scrunch to form a deep v. It was like watching a beautiful butterfly transform into an ugly slug.

..But in her bodyguard's eyes, she seemed pretty much the same.

 "Alright, listen up brat. You needa' scram," She snapped, her voice once soft and tender now grating like a knife scratching against a chalkboard, "I originally hired ya' ass because I thought you were decent enough to do ya' job and stay in the background but I seemed to be wrong."

 "Now, if I see you hangin' around me anymore, I'll make sure yer never able to find a job in this country again."

And with that final warning leaving her lips, she resets. Her pretty mask returns and she smiles at the boy. Although to him, her smile seemed rather oily, "Now, a very wealthy man..whatever his name was..is waiting for me right now so I musn't waste anymore time on you," And without so much as a goodbye, she turns on her heel and walks off in the direction of the elevator, completely unaware of her now fired bodyguard's earpiece buzzing to life.

 "Shifting to plan b, you must secure the target's location before pursing any further actions. She's is approximately five meters away and is increasing the distance between you two every fifteen hundred milliseconds."

 "I will disable the elevator shortly after she boards it. Based on my calculations, she will end up on the seventeenth floor in roughly five minutes and fifteen seconds and counting. I trust that you'll be able to descend forty floors in that time."

Oh they'll manage. As he was continuously being fed information, the bodyguard decided that the obvious way down was to take the stairs. Running the opposite way the woman went and taking a sharp left, he wasted no time in grabbing the knob, twisting it, and opening the sliver door that led to the winding staircase. And without so much as a second thought, they jump over the railing and begin their freefall down.

..What? Surprised? Running down all those steps would take too much time and energy. Plus, as long as he doesn't die, this way down should be fine.

Twenty-nine, twenty-eight, twenty-seven.. Second by second he passes by floors until he finally catches a glimpse at the steel plating that reads '20'. He waits for another second to pass before he decides to act, reaching his arms out and grabbing onto the railing.

After let himself dangle for a moment, the bodyguard tightens their grip on the railing, they swing forward then back then forward again, steadily building up momentum until his body eventually swings back enough to flip completely and he's able to swing over the railing, landing silently in front of the door that reads the number '17'. Perfect.

 "As expected, you arrived early. The target will be arriving on the floor in another three minutes and thirty-nine seconds and counting. All the necessary cameras have been disabled and I've already gained access to all of the vacant deluxe rooms on this floor. When the target steps on the floor, the closest room will be '128' however, rooms '131', '133', and '134' can also be used if the situation calls for it."

Opening the door and walking down the hall, the bodyguard leans against a dim corner that gives him the perfect view of the elevator. He then leans back, crosses his arms, and waits.

About two minutes pass and the dinging of the elevator signals to the entire floor that a new visitor has arrived. One that seemed rather confused by her destination.

 "What the hell," She mumbles under her breath, her hand coming up to click the floor button that reads '1', mumbling a slew of curses under her breath when nothing happens.

 "Damnit.. Whatever. I'll just take the stairs," Stepping off the elevator, the woman walks right past her now fired bodyguard as if she never noticed him standing in the corner at all. She walks without a care in the world, her hips swishing left then right then left in a rhythm as she passes each room, completely unaware of the eyes that watch her.

When he's gained a comfortable distance away, the bodyguard straightens his posture and follows after her. His steps slow. Left foot then right foot, then left again, making sure to walk just behind her. His hips begin to sway left then right then left in a rhythm and just like that he's made her presence his own, going completely under her radar with ease.

And just as his unsuspecting prey passes the room with the golden plating that read '134', he strikes. Like a hungry viper ready to feast, he quickens his pace in an instant and closes the distance. Arms snake around her neck and right under chest where they latch on with a tight grip. Her eyes widen but that's the only thing she can manage to do before her body gives in and falls limp. She can't panic, move, or speak. It's like some imaginary poison has entered her system and has managed to immobilize her entire being. What's more is that it spreads to her consciousness, wrapping it's toxin around in a suffocating embrace and causing her to finally slip into complete unconsciousness..

Softness floods the senses, wrapping around the body and threathening to swallow it whole in it's comforting embrace. At the same time, discomfort cages the body, suspending it and robbing it of that comfort. As eyelids twitch and flutter open, dark brown eyes are immediately met with a blurred sight due to it's tears acting as a semi-transparent wall that impairs their view. As the senses flood in slowly, there's a quick realization that the softness felt was beneath in the form of silk sheets. Furthermore, as the body stirs, a stinging pain quickly takes over, rooting from the arms and legs.

..Wait, are these..ropes?

 "Are you awake, Ms. Aiko?" A voice calls. One that tingles the senses from the familiarity of it and in a way, helps finally ground the woman. Fluttering her eyelids and blinking away the teary wall that blurs her vision, she cranes her head slowly to the side and the sight she's met with sends a chill down her spine.

Sitting in front of the large windows that align the walls and provide the only source of light through a crack in the black curtains sits a shadowed figure who's eyes gleam in the moonlight and stare down her tied up figure with eyes of a hungry predator that's ready to consume it's meal at any given moment.

 "Wh.. Who are you?" She squeaks out, voice shakier than an unstable bridge ready to give out which she takes note of and in turn, bites her lip in an attempt to calm her nerves.

 "Shouldn't you be worried about other, more important things, miss?" The figure asks cooly as they cross their legs over the other and clasps their hands together, "I have some questions for you. Answer them honestly and—"

 "I don't care—!" With a squeeze of a finger her words die in her throat as a gun briefly shatters the silence of the room. On instinct, the woman's eyes slam shut and her mind shoots to the worst case scenario. However as the silence returns and nothing seems to happen, her eyes crack open and she looks up, her heart skipping a beat when she does. A bullet had slammed into the delicate woodwork of the headboard just inches above her head, cracking it's beautiful form and making her heart drop.

"You shouldn't interrupt others. It's rude," The figure scolds, but their words fall upon deaf ears. The woman seemed more interested in the fact that she was almost shot in the head rather than the person who almost shot her in the head, if her refusing to look away from the hole in the headboard was any indicator of that.

 "As I was saying, I have a few questions for you. Answer them honestly and you won't have much to worry about," The figure holds up two fingers, their other hand continuing to keep their gun pointed at her and their finger on the trigger, ready to shoot at any given moment.

 "I'm only giving you two more chances. Interrupt me again or refuse to answer and..well you understand, right? Nod your head if yes," Finally, the woman forces her eyes away from the bullet-pierced bedpost. She looks over, ignoring the clammy feeling she gets when she locks eyes with the figure, and nods her head.

 "Good.. For the past month, you've been kidnapping children and selling them off to someone. I need you to tell me who that is."

 "Huh?" The noise the woman lets out is rather exasperated but she quickly closes her mouth when the figure's eyes narrow. There's her opportunity, she thinks. Although risky, a small chance to get out of this situation is better than having none.

 "I don't know what you're talking about," She begins, her voice softening as her lips begin to stretch into a sheepish smile in the darkness, "I feel a tad bit insulted that you would assume I would do something so degrading--"

 "I have photo evidence that says otherwise," And just like that, the thread of opportunity snaps, "Embezzlement, first degree murder, aggravated assualt, extortion, the list goes on.." With each crime that leaves their lips, the woman's smile gets smaller and smaller until it was nowhere to be found, "I have enough evidence of your crimes to get you life in prison. However, if you comply and answer my questions honestly, I'll convince the police to reduce your sentence to.." A pause, "..Half that long."

 "Are you..threatening me?" As the words leave her lips, her teeth clench and grind, "Are yer' seriously threatenin' me? Do you have any idea who I am? With one phone call I could ruin yer' entire life! I--!"

 "If you don't have a name, it would help to describe their attributes, mannerisms, and or any ticks they may have. If you can't give me that, describe their voice and dialects--"

 "I'm not givin' you shit!" The woman shouts, "'Little brat thinks they can command me? Do you know what I'm capable of, I can—" With another squeeze of a finger, white hot flashes obscure her vision and a sharp, blood-curlding scream forces it's way out of her throat. Crimson drips from her shattered kneecap, the red liquid pooling out and staining the expensive bedding below.

Good thing these walls are soundproof.

Amidst her shrieks of pain, the figure seems completely unfazed. As if having done this countless times and as if her screams were some sort of familiar tune, they don't jump or tense up. They simply sit there and wait for her screeching to die down, silently hoping that she doesn't pass out like the last one did.

But it's no worry really. Although a bit inconvenient, they'll admit, they have ways of waking her if something like that does occur.

Lucky enough for them, that doesn't seem to be the case. Although big, clumpy tears roll down her cheeks and her body trembles violently, she's remains awake. A little out of it, yes, but conscious nonetheless.

 "That was strike two," The figure's voice rings out, speaking a tad bit louder so that their voice could hopefully be heard over the ringing that's probably going on in the woman's ears from the pain of being shot, but also remaining calm enough not to come off as aggressive, "I'll ask you one more time.."

 "Who is the person you've abducted kids for and what do they plan to do with them? 

 "Oh, you're done?" As the bodyguard enters an alleyway that's a few blocks from Mirai Hotel, a bouncy, almost honeyed voice is what he's greeted with, "You took longer than usual. Did you get anything useful out of her?"  

 "No, I did not," He answers simply only for a groan to be heard immediately after. As the person steps forward into the light, revealing a girl who's hoodie serves to conceal the majority of her appearance aside from her fringed bangs which poke out and covers her forehead.

 "Damn, so another dead end? And here I thought you took so long because you were gathering intel or something.." She grumbles, her lips beginning to form into a pout.

 "Without the necessary distraction from you, it took longer to get her in a secluded area where I could make my move," The bodyguard speaks, crossing his arms.

"Don't blame everything on me. I did my part and distracted that perv' she was with and even managed to get him to leave the hotel. Plus, even if things didn't go exactly as planned, you still managed just fine," Despite her words, the bodyguard didn't seem all that happy with her straying from the plan. Although to others, his face seemed relatively neutral.

 "Stop glaring at me like that," The girl said, waving her hand in a carefree manner, "You're alive aren't you? I don't know why you're getting so worked up."

 "..Moving on from that, why are the higher ups making us of all people play detective and investigate the abductions? Shouldn't the police be doing this?" She asks.

 "I don't know."

 "Would it kill you to be give more than a one-shot answer every once in a while?"

 "( Assassin Codename ), are you there? Did you succeed in gathering intel on the kidnapped children?" A familiar voice rings in the bodyguard's— er, assassin's ear, successfully pulling him away from the conversation at hand.

Bringing a hand up to signal to the girl to be quiet, the assassin brings his other hand up to hold down on the small button on his earpiece, "I couldn't get anything useful out of her."

A sigh is heard, "I thought so.. Someone will be arriving shortly to pick up both you and Inari. They will be escorting you to Rei's office."

 "Does it involve another assignment?" He asks which immediately catches the other assassin's attention and causes her to look at ( Assassin Codename ) with a rather exasperated expression.

 "Another assignment? We literally just finished one! I know we're the higher ups' favorites, but would it hurt them to give us a break before putting us on another exhausting mission?" She asks, waving her hands around in all types of directions to better show her distress.

 "Why are you complaining? You barely did anything," ( Assassin Name ) says flatly.

 "How can you say that? I'll have you know I was working very hard.." As Inari begins her rant of all the things she has done to help out, and occassionally slipping in the times she's helped in past operations, ( Assassin name ) eventually tunes her out. As a black car slowly pulls to a stop in front of the alleyway, the assassin turns on his heel and walks off. Promptly ignoring the curses that are thrown at him as Inari follows after them. 

"This is ridiculous! What kind of scenarios ran through my seniors' minds to make them think that we would be compatible enough to work together?" The male grumbled as he took another once over at the information on the papers he was given.

 "Oh c'mon, don't get so angry, Kazu'," The pink-haired hitman drawled, walking over to his counterpart's desk which had the nameplate that read 'Kazuhiko Rei' standing tall in the center front.

With a lazy smile on his face, he swings his arms around the hazel-eyed male, "You get to work with your best buddy and the world's greatest hitman! You should be jumping with joy!"

With a scoff, the suited agent pushes him off with a forceful roll of his shoulder which causes the younger male to chuckle.

"As always, your arrogance knows no bounds, Ryūji."

As if he had been shot in the heart, Ryūji clutches his chest and staggers back. His expression morphing into one of faux agony as his brows knit together and his hand comes up to fall dramatically over his forehead.

 "I can't believe you can be so cruel to me! Help me out here, Rina!" At the call of her codename, the girl sitting on the lush couch pauses, her hands stilling above the keys of her laptop as she looks over, her lips stretching into a smile.

 "Well logically speaking, I can't provide an accurate estimate since I don't know the details of this assignment yet. However, I can give you my educated guess based on your compatibility in past operations you've had together as well as the statistics of your own individual skill sets," She said, already beginning to type the numbers into her computer when Rei signals to her to stop.

 "That won't be needed, Rina. Please, do not insult your own intelligence by humoring this fool any longer," He says.

Retracting her hands from the keyboard, Rina eyes fall closed as she nods her head, "Very well then."

 "Huh.. Why do I feel betrayed all of a sudden?" Ryūji asks no one in particular.

With a sudden burst pulling everyone in the room away from the conversation, the doors to Rei's office swing open and Inari comes running in, her straight-faced colleague walking in shortly after her.

 "We're here!" Inari says in a sort of sing-songy voice, getting a mixture of different greetings as a response. Initially her smile widens, but as her eyes fall on Ryūji, who was now splayed out on the couch parallel to the one Rina sat on, her mouth falls open slightly and her eyes widen as if she couldn't believe what she was seeing.

 "Ryūji?" As she nears him, the hitman stretches his arm out, his hand balled into a fist as he waits for her to reciprocate the action.

 "Long time no see, kid," He says and her smile quickly returns. Balling up her hand, Inari eagerly fists bumps with the pink-haired hitman and in response to that, he laughs and throws his arm around her shoulders, pulling her down so that he could ruffle her hair.

 "Why are you here?" ( Assassin Codename ) questions.

 "First time seeing me in three years and that's what you ask me? And here I thought you'd be running into my arms," He jokes, but the assassin doesn't laugh nor roll his eyes. He doesn't react much at all really. 

 "The government has, for some odd reason, hired Ryūji to work alongside us on this operation," Rei says, his deep, mellow voice capturing everyone's attention.

 "Us?" Inari repeats, "You're going to be involved too? What, are aliens taking over the world or something?" She jokes. Her brow raising when she spots Ryūji making a face at her comment.

 "I'll explain the details in a moment. Firstly, would either of you like some tea? I've just restocked yesterday," Rei asks, sliding his chair back so that he can stand up and walk out from behind his desk.

( Assassin Codename ) walks over to the couch where Rina types who knows what into her laptop and sits down, "I'll have ( Tea of Choice )," He says, as the long haired girl beside her halts and glances up at Rei.

 "May I have a refill?" She asks, having long finished her chamomile tea before the other two arrived. Rei nods his head, "Of course."

 "Peppermint for me!" Inari exclaims which gains a few sideways looks from her two partners in crime.

"What?" She inquires as Rei walks out of the room to fetch the tea.

"It's nothing really," Rina says, "..but I thought you would've grown out of this phase by now.."

Inari brow quirks up, a vein flexing on the corner of her face, "Like that flowery bullshit taste any better."

"It does taste better. Research shows that—"

 "—My research shows that it tastes like watered-down grass," Inari interrupts.

As the two began bickering, Ryūji pouts. Not due to their pointless argument, but because of the blonde-headed agent who walked out a few moments ago.

 "How come he didn't ask me if I wanted anything?" He asks which only catches ( Assassin Codenames )'s attention, the other two being too indulged in their dispute to hear him.

 "You don't like tea," They answer simply and like some moody teenager, Ryūji's pout deepens, a small 'hmph' slipping from his lips as he crosses his arms.

 "Yeah but he could've still offered me some."

 "Hey, ( Assassin Codename )!" Inari calls, "You have taste. Set Rina straight already so that we can move on from this."

 "Both teas possess a distasteful flavor. I'm not partial to either."

 "Ugh! You're hopeless!" Inari shouts. Rina looks at her with an almost disappointed look.

 "It was immature of you to try and drag a third party into our conversation in order to win an argument," She scolds, using an almost motherly tone. Inari rolls her eyes.

 "Yeah, yeah whatever.." As that grumbled comment leaves her lips, Inari chooses to plop down on the small space left on the couch that Ryūji was laying on. Shortly after doing so, the doors to the office open and Rei comes rolling in with a small cart.

As the light smell of different teas fill the air, Rei hands ( Assassin Codename ) and Inari their cups of tea before grabbing the gaudy-looking teapot and pouring Rina some chamomile tea in her matching teacup. He then wheels the cart over to a corner before walking back over to his desk and sitting down.

 "So.. Don't keep us in suspense, what's this new assignment about?" Inari says after a while.

 "Yes," Rei clasps his hands together, his eyes narrowing, "We're all aware about the incident that happened two months ago? The one involving our moon being turned into a permanent crescent seemingly in an instant?"

 "How could we forget?" Inari said, leaning back against the couch, "Those stick in the mud higher ups of ours have been losing their shit over it ever since."

 "Well a week or so after that happened, we captured an alien-like being who we have reason to believe is responsible for that incident. Unfortunately, we're having trouble with destroying it."

 "Are these details relevant to the assignment?" ( Assassin Codename ) cuts in. Rei nods his head.

 "Yes, you see, about a month ago the creature made the odd request to teach a class of poor-preforming students at Kunugigaoka Junior High."

 "And our superiors agreed to this arrangement?" Rina asks, her brows beginning to knit together, "Having civilians come in such close contact with this creature will increase the difficulty of killing the creature and tremendously decrease our success rate. And, that's not counting the possible causalities that could happen."

  "I understand your concerns. I myself was skeptical of the idea of allowing the fiend around defenseless children, however the creature has sworn not to bring any harm to the students and is completely fine with them attacking as they see fit. Plus, government officials will be there to oversee everything so in that aspect, we have nothing to worry about."

 "But what's stopping it from attacking them? You said it yourself that even with the government's advanced technology and resources they were unable to defeat it so what's preventing it from doing whatever it wishes to?" She retorts.

 "We don't understand it's reasoning behind this nor can we one hundred percent guarantee the kids' safety but regardless, we don't have much of a choice. You see, when the creature proposed this idea it also made the proclamation that it will blow up the earth within a year's time."

 "So they're panicking.." Inari mumbles, referring to her superiors, "Heh.. How pathetic," She sneers, "..But I guess it's not all bad. Think if we take it's head they'll actually pay us for our efforts?"

 "Actually, they will. If we manage to succeed, they're agreeing to pay us a rather hefty sum of money—ten billion yen, to be precise," Rei explains causing everyone, aside from a certain monotonous someone, to gape in shock.

 "You serious?" Inari is the one to break the silence, her gaze seeming almost skeptical as she awaits for him to answer.

 "Am I one to joke about something like this?" Rei asks only for Ryūji to follow up with, "Yeah, is he one to joke at all?"

Rei continues, "We would, of course, split the ten billion among ourselves, but I'm sure none of you mind having two billion yen to keep for yourself. If you do, I can divide Ryūji's share among you three."

 "Hey, how come I'm gettin' a pay cut and we haven't even got the ten billion yet?"

Ignoring him, Rei focuses his attention on the three assassins' before him, "So, do you believe you all can handle this task? As you already know, there is no room for failure."

 "Not like we have much of a choice," Inari says, "And even if I did, I wouldn't want to leave the fate of my future to a buncha' punks."

 "That's rich coming from you, Inari," Rina quips. She then turns to look at ( Assassin Codename ) who seemed more or less unfazed by the entire situation as he sipped his tea.

 "What do you think would be the right course of action, ( Assassin Codename )?" Rina asks and suddenly everyone's eyes are on him, not that he cares.

Slowly, he lowers the teacup from his mouth, "Isn't it obvious?" He asks, and as if everything revolved around him in this moment, the atmosphere seems to completely change.

Upon first glance, it goes unnoticed, but as the assassin looks up, his gaze sharper than any dagger he may have hidden and more dangerous than any murderous fiend or wild animal, the bloodlust that exudes them becomes all the more apparent.

 "I'll make short work of it." 

A whistle of amusement breaks the silence before it even has the time to begin, "Well then it's settled! Team Pink is in business!" Ryūji cheers. Inari following up with a similar noise of glee.

Rei lets out a long sigh, his hand coming up to prop his head up, "I can already feel a headache coming on.."

Dividers were made by me, pictures used are from Pinterest, post formatting is inspired by @xxsabitoxx