Disclaimer: I do not own anything from Assassination Classroom.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Oh dear, I'm so sorry for the late update. Lately, I've been so into Maze Runner and had been thinking of fanfiction ideas for that and had been busy with school and everything.
WARNINGS: Brother Complex, Slight incest that stems from Brother Complex. But the pairing is NOT Karma/OC/Asano; it is ASANO/OC. I won't be putting these warnings up before chapters anymore because I've already done them so many times, so for future chapters, please assume that these warnings will also be applied there.
"I knew the first time we met
That you'd be kinda hard to forget."
-Anonymous
CHAPTER 3: MEETINGS
Now, two chapters and a prologue have passed already, so I believe that it is about time that our heroine meets the "hero" of our story. Of course, with the way that they both were, their first interaction was… less than pleasant.
Well, perhaps it was a bit of a stretch to call it their "first" interaction, considering the fact that while Haruka was still in the A-Class, they had casually exchanged words of greeting or discussed topics together in class when necessary.
They hadn't been exactly friends, but they had been civil enough.
"Go to hell, daddy's boy."
"I'd rather not be told that by you, BroCon*."
Naturally, under the new circumstances, that civility wouldn't last.
Having been told by Korosensei that her sitting in Karma's lap during class was much too "intimate" and "distracting", he and Haruka made a compromise where she was given permission to push her desk over to the right, so it connected with her brother's, as long as they kept the PDA to a minimum.
The second part of the compromise would obviously go ignored as seen at the moment, where Haruka was currently sitting sideways in her chair, her left leg slung over Karma's left, so she was half-straddling it. Her hands were locked around his neck, and she trailed her lips lightly down his collarbone. Karma sat facing forward, seemingly disinterested in his sister's affections, but the fingers of his left hand making loving circles on Haruka's hip saying otherwise.
The class glanced back uneasily every once in a while, but were much more used to it than they were a few weeks back. However, a certain highly confidential, top secret international threat felt differently. "Haruka-san! I've told you time and time again to keep your hands off of Karma-kun!"
"Eh~? But I love him so much!" She playfully pecked his lips to further prove her statement. "I get lonely if I'm not near Karma-nii-chan. It's your job as a teacher to make sure that all your students are comfortable, right?"
The other students sighed in exasperation at the bickering that they've become so familiar to in the past couple of weeks.
"Of course the students comfort is my first priority, but your idea of comfort is intruding on other's ideas of comfort. Now, I don't mind you being close to each other, I just ask that you tone it down a bit."
"Hm…" She tapped her chin in thought. "Nope!" And she pushed herself off her chair that she was half-sitting on, so she was now fully straddling her brother's left leg. Haruka happily leaned into his chest to which he calmly responded by placing a hand on her head.
"GYAAAHH! No, Haruka-san, stop it! Get off of your brother right now! I am your teacher and you should treat me as such." She childishly stuck her tongue out at him. "The imprudence! Fine, sensei will get you off of Karma-kun." His tentacles shot out at his remarkable Mach 20 speed and grabbed Haruka by the waist to plop her down in her seat. But the second he touched her, she let out an ear-piercing shriek.
"KYAAAAHHHH! SENSEI IS A PERVERT!" The tentacled teacher dropped her in shock at her outburst, and she fell onto the ground.
"Wha-? I–"
"Nii-san, Korosensei is a pervert! Touching me against my will…"
"No! Sensei wouldn't dare–"
"Haruka!" Karma dramatically scooped his sister into his arms and placed her back into his lap. He cupped her face into his hands. "Are you okay? Did he hurt you? To lay a hand on you in such an intimate way, in a way that only I, as your brother, have touched you… The fiend!"
"This is all a misunderstanding! You must believ–"
Tears pooled in her eyes. "I was so scared, Karma-nii-chan…"
"This isn–" Korosensei tried to justify once more, only to pause at the cold and disgusted stares aimed in his direction.
"I can't believe him…"
"I know Haruka-chan is pretty, but to touch her like that…"
"Such scum."
"With his Mach 20 speed, who knows what he did to her in that split second…"
"NOOOOOOO! Nothing happened, sensei swears it!"
The rest of class passed by with a tense atmosphere, and when the bell rang, the students piled out. Haruka, with her brother's arm around her shoulders was the last to leave. Then just as she stepped out of the class, she turned her head back… and gave Korosensei the most wicked smirk that he had ever seen and slammed the door shut.
He was silent for a few moments then–
"NYUAAAA, HARUKA-SAAAAAN!"
"NYUAAAA, HARUKA-SAAAAAN!"
The students, who were now standing in front of the building, burst out laughing at the scream of rage that had just came from within.
"And this is why you're my little sister," Karma chuckled and leaned down to give her a peck of the cheek, an action rarely initiated by him as Haruka was usually the affectionate one. Haruka beamed, her cheeks flushing in happiness and pride.
"Of course! That'll show him for trying to keep me from you!" she replied, giving him a kiss on the cheek as well before turning to her fellow classmates. "Thanks for helping out with the reactions, everyone!"
Maehara, still laughing, wiped a tear from his eye. "No problem. We still had to get back at him for doubling the homework a couple weeks back."
"And destroying the flowerbeds," Kataoka added.
"But we should probably get back to normal tomorrow," Hinano suggested. "I think he's gone through enough mental strain."
"Agreed."
Another round of light laughter filled the air.
A dissatisfied pout curled Haruka's lips as she strolled through town, steadily making her way to the train station. Usually, she would've been walking home with her brother at this time, but the other boys decided to drag him away for a "guys' bonding session" at the arcade. While she wasn't happy about this arrangement, she had resolved that she would allow others into their world, and she would stand by that, even if it meant that she would have to sacrifice a bit of her time with Karma. Passing by a newly constructed sweets café, a voice stopped her in her tracks.
"Well, well, if it isn't Akabane Haruka." The girl looked up at the sound of her name, only to come face-to-face with the (in)famous Asano Gakushuu.
"Asano-kun." She nodded civilly at him as she'd always had. Haruka was about to continue on her way when he unexpectedly continued.
"How's the E-Class treating you? It's a shame, really. Such great potential like you now having to rot away with all the other trash." Haruka's back straightened at the comment and her eyes narrowed challengingly.
"I'd rather be with real people like them than you fake Barbie dolls."
"Oh, I'm hurt," Asano replied mockingly. "Really, just where do you get these ingenious comebacks?"
She rolled her eyes at his unnecessary theatrics and began to push her way past him. "Ridiculous," she mumbled to herself. Then she froze at his next words.
"And how's your brother doing?" He smirked smugly at the sudden tension that came over her back. "I did a bit of research to find out the real reason you wanted to leave the A-Class. He must be awfully special to you if you risked your reputation for him. But allow me to tell you something, Haruka." She could hear his steps become louder as he closed the distance between them. Then he leaned forward, and his breath ghosted over her ear lobe. "You gained absolutely nothing from your stupid action of purposefully dropping yourself into the E-Class. Akabane Karma is a thoughtless fool who deserved what he got and unfortunately ended up dragging you down with him. To put it simply…" He paused. "Akabane Karma was not worth it."
A hand struck his face and after that moment of shock and pain, Asano found himself gasping for breath when he felt his back get slammed into a concrete wall and a fist dig into his stomach.
"I don't really care what you say about me, but if you say one more word about my brother… I'll kill you."
And with a swift turn, Haruka had left, not sparing another glance at her former classmate who crumbled to the ground while clutching his middle.
"That… fucking… bitch," he managed to gasp out.
It was official.
He was going to destroy her.
Karma opened the door to his house, surprised when he found it unlocked. He made sure to remind Haruka to always lock the doors, especially when he wasn't there. A bit worried, he hurriedly entered, throwing off his shoes and not bothering to neatly align them in his haste.
"Haruka? Haruka!" he called. His sister would usually race down the stairs to greet him.
His eyes darted around as he searched throughout the house, quickly glancing into the open rooms as he passed them. He made his way to the second floor and after taking a few large strides, kicked open the door to his sister's room. He swore loudly when he found no one there. She said she'd go straight home. She hadn't sent a text or called to say she would be stopping somewhere. Karma checked his phone to confirm that. He knew that she wouldn't forget to contact him; any idiot could see that he was always the first thing on her mind. Then, a light bulb going off in his head, he ran a hand through his hair in frustration at his stupidity.
He exited Haruka's room, took a quick step to the side, and burst into his own room. A sigh of relief escaped his lips when he found Haruka there, face buried in his pillow that she was hugging to herself. Honestly, how had he not figured that out faster? His lips quirked up in exasperation. Haruka just seemed to take away his logic at times. His smile fell, though, when he caught sight of her trembling shoulders.
Slowly, so as not to startle her, he moved forward and sat by her on his bed, the mattress dipping under his weight. "Haruka?" he said gently. "Something wrong? Did a guy reject you? You can tell me; I'll go knock his teeth out for you." Despite his usual playful tone, a glint of concern flashed through his eyes. She didn't react. "Oh, come on, I bet he wasn't good enough for you anyway. Even if he was, he'd have to go through me before even thinking of getting to you." Haruka finally let out a weak giggle and turned her head slightly so Karma could finally see her face.
"If any guy that likes me has to get through you first, I may end up single forever," she joked softly.
He grinned, pushing a few of his sister's red locks out of her eyes. "Fine by me." Then, more seriously, "So what's eating at you?" Haruka hesitated. Then, without warning, she leaped onto him, knocking him down on the bed. "…Haruka?"
"You're the best, you know that, don't you? You're worth everything in the world to me. I love you, I really love you."
"Hey, what's up with you all of a sudden?" he inquired, placing a hand on her lower back.
"Just some stupid guy trying to tell me what's important and what's not."
"Again, need me to beat 'im up for you?" Karma offered.
She shook her head. "Don't worry about it. I had it all taken care of. Nobody tells an Akabane what to do."
Karma ruffled her hair. "That's my sister."
Utensils clinking against plates.
Chewing. A swallow.
Silence.
And then, a light chuckle.
"I warned you about her, did I not?" Asano Gakuhou spoke for the first time that night as he looked over his son.
Gakushuu scowled darkly at his father, clenching his fist to keep it from shooting up to shield the purple bruise that marred his otherwise flawless face. "I wasn't aware that Akabane Haruka was such an uncivilized barbarian. She truly belongs with her new class."
"Ah, knowing you, you most likely prompted that behavior," the chairman suspected, still smiling slightly.
The scowl on Gakushuu's face deepened and he abruptly stood up, grimacing just a bit at the pain that ran through his abdomen. The action didn't escape his father's keen eyes and he laughed again. "She got you there as well? My, she really is a feisty one, isn't she?"
Gakushuu's cheeks burned in the sudden flush of humiliation. He straightened, trying oh-so-hard to hide his wince of pain. "I'm done with dinner." With that, he made his leave, ignoring the ringing laughter that continued behind him.
Yes, he was going to murder Akabane Haruka.
Haruka sneezed, causing her brother to furrow his brows in concern as he gazed down at her in his lap. "You okay? You're not sick, are you?"
She shook her head. "No, someone's just thinking of me probably. Hopefully, good things." Karma shrugged, readjusting his grip on her waist as he finished up his science homework.
AUTHOR'S NOTE: Aaaand done. Hope you liked chapter 3 of A Girl Always Loves Her Brother Best! Sorry if you think Karma is OOC, but honestly, this story began because I wanted to see him be loving and mushy. Anyway, if you did like it, please FOLLOW, FAVORITE, and REVIEW!
*Brocon: Short for the Japanese pronunciation of "brother complex", where someone idolizes their brother deeply and has strong (though not necessarily romantic) feelings for them.
