Can I Fall Back on You? (Karma Akabane x Reader)

•Chapter 2•

Everyone was in the class and Karma got situated and it turned out his seat was the empty seat next to yours! You started working on the test that was given but Koro Sensei kept punching the wall. "Will you quit doing that!" Okano shouted. "O-Oh. Sorry."

From next to you Terasaka and Muramatsu were trying to torment Karma. You tried to block out their voices so you could focus on your test but you ended up hearing the end of it. "Terasaka, it's different for someone who failed and wet themself." I would hear the end of this... "Wh- I DIDN'T PISS MYSELF!! Bastard! Are you trying to get in a fight!" Terasaka leaned over your desk scowling. "Get off my damn desk and shut up Terasaka." You growled pushing him back into this seat.

"Stay out of this L/n!" He scowled. "You're the one who couldn't be calm and decided to disrupt Y/n's focus." Karma retorted. "Hey! You three over there! Don't be loud during a test!" Koro Sensei's face was red. "Sorry Koro Sensei, you see I already finished so-" You blocked out Karma's voice so you could quickly finish up the last question. And... Done!

"-like that during class! Where did you buy that anyw—" You looked to your left and saw Koro Sensei staring at an icecream in Karma's hand and then he gasped, "That's the one I went to Italy and bought yesterday! I went through alot of trouble to get that!" Karma licked the icecream. "Soooorrryy Koro Sensei! I found it in the refrigerator in the faculty room! So what are you gonna do~ Hit me~" Karma taunted and took another lick of the icecream.

"I'll just eat what's left of it!" Koro Sensei started walking toward Karma but it seemed you both had the same idea. Once Koro Sensei got to your desks one of his tentacles exploded. "Heeeh~ I fooled you again." Karma took out his gun and shot at him. "I'll use the same tricks against you even if it disrupts class. If you don't like it you should just kill me and my parents. But when you do that— no one will view you as a teacher." At this point Karma had gotten up and smeared the icecream against Koro Sensei's suit. What a waste of icecream... You couldn't help but think.

"You'll just be a murderous monster and your existence as a sensei will have been killed. By me." Then Karma smiled and handed his test to Koro Sensei. "The answers are probably all correct. Bye, sensei~ Let's play tomorrow as well!" Karma headed out of the classroom. You handed your paper to Koro Sensei as well and before following after Karma you bowed and then ran after him.

He was overlooking the PE field but then turned around noticing you. "Yo, Y/n." He said his mercury orbs meeting yours. "Can you meet me at the train station after school?" He asked. "Hmm... I guesss!" You answered. He walked towards you and once again started patting your head. "Nani?!" You shout. Then he hit your head. "Baka." He stuck out his tongue and you growled as he started running. "DAMN YOU CHERRY!" You shouted.

He was laughing while you chased him into the woods. You continued your chase until you tripped over an above ground tree root and hit the forest ground. Your right elbow was tucked in so when you fell it hit the tree root. You stood back up holding your right arm. Karma appeared from behind a tree with panic in his eyes. "Y/n! Are you okay?! Did you break your arm?!" You shrugged and bit your lower lip. "I-I think so... I'm such an idiot I should've payed attention." You laughed.

"This isn't the first time I broke my arm, don't worry!" You gave Karma a reassuring smile. "But it was my fault..." He said. "Shut up! It was not your fault! Anyway, it should heal in a month or so, I'll live!" You giggled. "You're insane, Y/n." He sighed. "Speak for yourself! You made quite a scene at the end of class!" You laughed. "Here, I'll take you to the infirmary." He picked you up as a prince would a princess. "Aww, you're so sweet." I noticed a slight pink on his cheeks. "Wow, I never would've thought the great Cherry Akabane could blush!" I teased. "You got the great part right." He retorted.