Teeheee, people have been asking about Nagisa in this so I will reveal that HIS gender is exactly how it is in the anime as it is in this fic~

With that, please enjoy


Chapter Two

I found myself slipping into a surprisingly deep sleep that night, no lingering shivers creeping up on me or puzzled thoughts plaguing my mind at all. I guess the sudden stress after many weeks of dullness had tired me out.

I couldn't deny it though, that night had left certain affects. The dream of having a teacher try to kill me proved as evidence.

Come morning, I was awoken early and dressed up in a once restricting, annoying uniform that now was feeling all that bad. Strolling passed the main building of Kunigigaoka high school didn't even inflict the same violent resent I'd usually harbour towards the obnoxiously snickering students, beefy bullies that would still go down after a kick in the right place or even the charlatans of teachers that pranced around like they were so superior

For once in my life, school didn't seem like a dark, depressing prison. It seemed welcoming, exciting, new; something I could become accustomed to.

It had to be that woman.


Nagisa-Sensei brushed her light hair out of her eyes as I watched from the corners of my eyes, leaning sideways in the open door frame. She was currently pinning together a pile of work books and other necessities for the year with speed, focus and relative efficiency.

"Here we go, that's everything. Feel free to take any seat at the back."

She walked towards me, placing the stack in my arms. Her small face lit up again, an adorable genuine smile you would expect to see only on the face of the most innocent child. She was just so ... strange. She was unique; she didn't fit in because she stood out so much but she looked so comfortable doing so it was almost as if she was tricking my mind into thinking she was ordinary.

But I wouldn't fall for it. I couldn't. Not after I had seen her at her best - and if that wasn't her best I don't even know if my eyes could handle what it really was.

"You're not freaked out about last night are you?" She asked quietly, big eyes blinking as I realised that I had been caught staring. I sighed, waved her off and headed to the back, sitting beside Itona, directly opposite her desk if we were to cut out the rest of the students in the way between.

Soon, the lesson had started around us, filled with the same old students and the same old boring work. I tilted my head back, practically snoozing, searching around the class for something to entertain me as she rambled on, the other students were surprisingly obedient and willing to intently listen.

The atmosphere was foreign to me, puzzling how the same students who had placed mousetraps in their teacher's pencil pots and glued books onto the desk where now sitting still like trained rats.

My eyes kept being drawn back to her as she held one book in one hand. As I had said before, she wasn't particularly curvy, or particularly tall or sexy, she even dressed in baggy, simple clothes that did nothing to flatter her. But when she smiled and laughed, when her hand reached up to write on the board and when she beamed at correctly answered questions, there was no denying the way my chest tingled.

"Karma-kun, would you mind not putting your feet on the desk?"

I blinked, realising that everyone's attention was on me. "Yeah, I do. You ought to try this, it's a lot more comfortable."

I sunk down further, bringing my shoes up higher as looked at me with a disapproving expression, I grinned raising an eyebrow with my hands behind my head.

"Don't mind me Nagisa-Sensei, just continue on with your lesson."

She scowled, folding her arms,"How can you expect to learn when you take on that attitude?"

"He'll be fine Sensei." Another voice called as my eyes remained narrowed in on her combatant expression.

"Yeah, you don't know Karma he always grabs top scores even without trying."

My eyes lingered on blue for any kind of reaction, any signs of being impressed. But her posterior became relaxed, a small pout the last seen before she dropped her hand from her hips and sighed.

"Very well then," With that, she turned back to writing the sums on the board for the others as if I had never even acted out of line. I'd never really cared about what teachers thought about me, but with Nagisa, my stomach tensed hard as if I had just suffered a defeat.

Now she was pissing me off. Of course I was well aware that I wasn't the only student in the class, but when she gave up and turned her back to me just now, I felt something bitter inside me as if she had just insulted me.

"...then you simply multiply what's left and get..."

She moved to the side, to do some working out, I scoffed in the silence. "Its 2560.5"

"Sorry?"

"That's the answer." She turned back to me. Good. She looked at me, ready to scold me for upshowing her, ready to turn pink with embarassment and give me the satisfaction of getting angry with me so I could get angry with her.

I smirked, swinging my legs down to the side, but instead, she just gave a small smile. "Thank you Karma, you really are clever."

Then she turned away from me. Again. My nails dug into the wooden seat below me. It made a creaking sound.
It had always been easy for me to provoke teachers. I would drive them mad with humming and talking and subtle disruptions and abuses of their rules that often landed me on the comfortable border between being eligible for punishment or eligible for praise.

Likewise, getting Nagisa's attention was easy. Getting the kind of reaction I wanted, however, was a completely different story.

I continued with the same tactics. Just as she was about to finish a sum and I would call out the answer. She would remind me not to call out, and I would call out again by cutting her off.

After a few of these, she promoted me to calculator of the class and throw me off my fence so I was suddenly cooperative and unable to be considered disobedient. She thought she had outsmarted me, so when this happened and her soft voice asked for an answer I simply shrugged, lazily explaining that I wasn't bothered.

I saw her eyebrow twitch, and I knew that it was working.

It was nearly the end of the day, and we were given one final task to finish before we were granted permission to leave. I stood up from my chair, walking over to her desk and dumped my book on the table.

"You're finished already?" She asked in surprise.

"There's no point doing the task, you saw that I understood earlier." I turned my back on her to leave, but she called out my name in distaste.

"I don't think so. Get back in your seat, you're not to leave the class until you're finished just like everyone else." For the first time that day, I saw something a little more stern in her eyes, causing my lips to curve to a smirk as I looked over my shoulder at her as she sat down.

"Unless you want more of a challenge? If that's the case I'll be more than happy to give you some higher grade homework."

I wanted to curse at her but knowing that would do no good, I ambled back over to her desk. She looked at me as I flipped my book open single-handedly on her desk, leaning over it with eyes locked on hers. My hand reached out against her petite face, watching her entire body stop as my finger brushed against her skin.

"I'll borrow this." I teased, slowly retrieving the pen she'd had just behind her ear. She swallowed, leaning back a fraction with her hand know covering that spot I'd touched, eyes unreadable.

"Back in your seat, Karma-kun."

"Not gonna say please?" My head tilted, but I was already done, "There, I've completed your work, can I get out of here now?"

Isogai and a few others came to the front, placing their books down in a pile as they politely waved.

The blue eyed lady looked away from me, smiling only slightly as she waved.

"Well?" I frowned, getting annoyed once more. She looked back to me, her eyes moving so quickly it startled me, it was as if she were analysing me. I knew those eyes were trained to catch bullets mid motion. Determined not to look away and be intimidated, determined not to recall my heart racing so hard it hurt last night, I narrowed my golden gaze and kept staring no matter how hard it became to hold her gaze.

"No actually, return to your seat until the end."

My eyes lingered on hers darkly, even after she looked away. Even after she repeated her instruction, I dropped my book into her pile, walking back without turning, without breaking eye contact until I had already pulled out my chair and reluctantly sat down.

Was I trying to intimidate her? Why would I even try when I had seen what she had done to several guys twice my size? I had no idea what I was thinking, but I couldn't stop myself from acting bratty. Maybe part of me wanted to see her get angry and do it again?

It wasn't long before the last student went out the door, Terasaka gesturing to me from the window by dragging his finger across his throat and making a 'dead' face.

I cringed, looking back only to see Nagisa standing right beside my desk.

"You trying to scare me?"

She shook her head, running her hand through her hair, unconciously drawing my attention to how fluffy yet silky it looked.

"I'm concerned about you Karma-kun." She had said my name that way about twenty times today alone, always bringing a little warm shudder to me.

"You're a rebel Karma, a student with a history and a reputation that I think weighs you down because on top of that, you're easily one of the brightest in the class, the year and maybe even in the whole school. You have so much potential, but you need to work hard in order to unlock your full capabilities."

Her eyes were glimmering so much you would think she was seeing some kind of vision as she spoke. I looked back at her as if to ask if she was done yet, clearly conveying that her message hadn't been delivered.

"Imagine yourself coming back to the school in ten years time, imagine having no regrets from high school because you know you're as successful and happy as you could have been. I-I'll tell you a secret Karma-kun."

She stepped back from my desk, "Look at me."

I swallowed hard, but did as she said and looked at her from the bottom of her trainers up to the distinctively shaped strands of blue hair on her head.

"You wouldn't have a hard time believing that I haven't grown a single inch since high school." She explained, wearing that enthusiastic half smile, tilting her head cutely,"But without having witnessed it yourself, you wouldn't believe that I was capable of what... well what you saw me do just a few hours ago. I wanted to say I'm thankful that I pushed myself despite the fact that everyone thought I was weak when I was younger, and you should push yourself too Karma-kun so one day when you're looking back you'll thank yourself too and have come as far as I did."

Maybe it was because her expressions were so genuine, of maybe it was because of the way she said my name, whatever it was, it made me feel so much fuller. It made me think that my Sensei maybe was a bit amazing.

My throat tightened, looking up at her still smiling, at her cheeks roundly curved and her soft lips slightly pink. Her hair fluttered against her skin, and her trusting shut eyelids revealing eyelashes were tinted the cutest bit blue at the ends as made perceptable by the slight sun slipping in through the windows.

She was amazing, there was no denying that anymore. But she was still a teacher.

She had already exposed a hidden side to her, so I had my suspicions. It was easy to imagine that Nagisa-Sensei was the kind of person that made you yearn for her approval, the kind that used her inconspicuous attractiveness and motivating words, clever tricks and lighthearted personality to manipulate impressionable students like myself into working hard for her acknowledgement. But as soon as she got her high grades, her ego boost or her paycheck (which ever it was she got her kicks from) she would be done with you.

I grit my teeth, standing up to see her flinch in surprise at the harsh scraping of my chair. But all she had time to react to, was to step back into the desk behind her as I closed in, slamming my hands either side of her small hips onto the table, bringing my face daringly close to hers, golden eyes not willing to be tested.

"People like you really piss me off."

Her lips were so close I couldn't help but shiver from more than just the delight of being able to look down at my own teacher - someone who thought they were above me, someone I knew was powerful enough to knock me down. Her eyes looked up into mine, so wide and so colourful I knew I my chest was rising and sinking more rapidly than usual.

"Karma-kun-"

"You're saying I should pick fights until I'm able to take them down like you? You want me to be more violent?"

"That's not what I meant..I-I meant in terms of learning and i-in class!" She arched her slender little back to put as much distance between us as possible, though her stuttering seemed to be more apologetic then uncomfortable. It was like another unintentional slap from her that she wouldn't be flustered by me when I was practically twitching with the need to slam her down into the desk.

"Shut it." I pressed into her, only now seeing that flicker of something uncomfortable in her eyes, though it was gone a moment later.

"I've had enough of your fucking tricks and lies, I don't think you're great or impressive at all. Just leave me the way I am and I'll leave you."

Her lips stuttered again, itching me when she licked them before she spoke,"Calm down. I have no secret intentions, I just want you to do well as my student, that's all there is to it."

She said it in such a way that it made me feel stupid and childish for suggesting such a thing. This only added to my frustration.

She was too confident. Too sure of herself. As if my actions were so expected and she was so in control. It made me wonder if I was falling into some kind of trap.

"Enough playing. You shouldn't base yourself off of others reactions to you. I can see it in your eyes, you don't want to fight me just as much as I wouldn't dare to fight you."

"Listen Nagisa-Sensei, you might think of yourself as pretty strong, but there are plenty of other ways for me to hurt someone like you." I spoke vicious words in a gentle voice against her ear.

"I didn't think you would actually try and hurt me like the others Karma-kun. I've treated you very patiently, but I've been told to report any harassment from you. I'm afraid you won't be returning here if I do report you, and I can't let this go unseen."

I pulled away from her, standing back to look her over, finally feeling in control when I smirked.

"I may have only known you for a day, but you're lying. I can see it in your eyes."

Yes I could. Two eyes so bright I couldn't look away from them all day, and now that I had become accustomed to a few of their many emotions, I knew that I had finally connected one to its meaning. There was my first victory. I grabbed my things and left, smirking cheerfully when I called back.

"I'll see you tomorrow, Nagisa-Sensei."


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(I love reviews, the last chapter's especially were so encouraging I ended up being incredibly motivated and wrote more than a few chapters which I'll be sure to post pretty soon, so thank you reviewers, your words are sooo kind :)