"Fuck me." Nagisa didn't bother wasting anytime. As soon as Karma had opened the door he uttered the very words that caused this mess in the first place.

"Well, well, well...What do we have here?" A smirk slowly formed on Karma's face. "Sensei, I highly doubt this is appropriate behavior for a grade school teacher."

"Fuck it, just fuck me." Nagisa said again. He could feel the ominous presences watching him. He tried not to look, but he needed to know if that car had followed him all the way here. He turned his head ever so slightly, sure enough the black car was parked right across the street.

Karma must have notice Nagisa discreetly checking behind him, because he grabbed him by the shoulder and looked beyond his head to see what was there.

As soon as he saw sight of the black car, his hold on Nagisa tightened. "Are you still being followed?"

"I don't-"

"Asano," Karma said between clenched teeth, "that bastard."

Nagisa didn't say anything, but he did relish in the way Karma's strong arms squeezed his protectively. He wanted him. Bad. He had been anxious all week because of Asano's spies. He wanted privacy. He wanted intimacy. He wanted him. He wanted Asaano to understand that it didn't matter what he did. Nagisa can and will do whatever he wants.

"Get inside." Karma commanded.

Nagisa stepped inside, trying his best not to move at of Karma's embrace. Why didn't he want him to let go?

As soon as Karma shut the door he ran one hand down Nagisa's arm. Slowly he took Nagisa's hand in his own. "Did you come here because you wanted to... or because you were scared?" He asked.

"A little bit of both." He said squeezing his hand.

Karma sighed. "Are you really here for a good time or just to spite Asano?"

Nagisa paused then he let Karma's hand fall from his, slowly he trailed his hands up Karma's chest, resting them on his shoulders.

He swallowed. "Do you care?"

Karma's eyes were scary, serious. And for a moment Nagisa was sure he was going to push him off and demand he leave. He waited, watching Karma's still intense gaze. He searched Nagisa eyes, like he was looking for something, like he was contemplating something, like he was waiting for something.

Then, like a dam inside him had burst, he dipped his head forward roughly pressing his lips against Nagisa's.

"You know, typically, when someone burst into another person's house and demands sex, they're a little more willing to cuddle afterwords."

Nagisa had his back facing Karma from where he laid on the bed. "I don't cuddle with one night stands."

Karma put his hand to his chest mimicking fake hurt. "How cruel, I thought we were at least at a friends with benefits level by now."

"You're not my friend." Nagisa stood to dress himself. Karma laid back his hands behind his head, admiring the other mans naked back, with a small smirk on his face.

"Then, what am I exactly?"

Nagisa turned his head back as he pulled his shirt down. "I told you, you're a one night stand."

"Well, technically I'm a two night stand."

Nagisa sighed, running a hand through his hair. "Listen. This was the last time. No more." Nagisa had to say this out loud. He couldn't get involved with Karma just out of spite for Asano. He couldn't risk himself falling and getting hurt again.

"I told you before. I don't want anything right now." He had to stop this here. Or else he'd get sucked in again, just like with Asano.

Karma stood from the bed to search for his pants."To be fair, you said that, then less than 24 hours later you show up at my front door asking me to fuck you."

Nagisa's cheeks flamed red.

Karma would have found it cute if the blush hadn't brought a hard frown with it.

"This won't happen again."

"You keep saying that, but I don't believe it for one second." After Karma pulled his pants back on, he made his way to the other side of the room where Nagisa stood.

He let his hands fall on the shorter mans shoulders.

"You keep saying that, but I think you're saying that for more your benefit than mine..." Karma let his hands gently rub Nagisa's shoulders.

Nagisa shivered underneath Karma's touch. "You know..." Karma trailed off laying his forehead on top of Nagisa's head. "There's nothing wrong with wanting me."

Nagisa stepped forward, gently brushing Karma's hands off his shoulders.

Karma felt the sting of rejection, but he pressed on. "You act like you're restraining yourself from me. Like I'm a candy bar and you're on a diet."

"I told you. I don't want anything right now."

"Hey, might I remind you that you're the one who came to me looking for sex both times."

Nagisa paused at the sudden realization. His face darken as he replayed both of those night. Karma was right, it had been Nagisa who initiated it in the first place.

"You're free to make your own decisions, obviously, but I probably won't stop pursuing you. Just so you know."

Nagisa began walking towards the door. Karma followed him. When Nagisa opened the door, he stepped out into the cold night. Finally he turned to Karma.

The man was leaning against the door frame, shirtless, his hair a mess.

"I want to cut Asano out of my personal life. If I keep seeing you, that won't happen." Karma frowned at his words. "You're part of Asano's life and I don't want anything to do with him anymore." Nagisa finished. He was done. No more. He couldn't let himself get hurt again.

"Asano has nothing to do with this. This is between you and me."

Nagisa let out a dry laugh. "If you think Asano has nothing to do with this, then you're really naive." Nagisa looked down sadly. "Anyone who steps into Asano's playing field, becomes his pawn."

Karma was silent for a while and Nagisa was ready to leave, but he waited. He waited for Karma to respond. Whether that response would be verbal or something as simple as walking away. He waited.

"You're only a pawn if you let yourself be one. In my case, I had an advantage. I made sure Asano knew I was an opponent, before he's even started the game."

Nagisa looked up at Karma, his face serious, Karma had never really told him what his relationship with Asano was, despite his asking.

"I know you said you don't want to, but like I said before I probably won't stop pursuing you. So if you ever change your mind, you know who to call."

The phrase itself seemed haughty, but the only tone Nagisa caught was sincerity.

Nagisa let Karma's words hand in the air for a bit, before he spoke.

"I don't want to play anymore."

Hello so life update

Right now the second semester seems like it's gonna be tough (I already had to drop a class that was too high a level for me)

I'm taking a fiction writing class right now though, so maybe it'll help me find more motivation to write. Idk. I'm gonna try and update when I can, but during the middle of the semester I might start to get quiet again.

I got some random inspiration for this story and ended completely changing what the chapter was going to be about in order to lead the story in the direction I want it to go.

I know it kind of almost seems like Nagisa is using Karma, but it's for plot! Nagisa is struggling with taking acts to protest against Asano and breaking free of Asano's game. Right now Karma is just letting Nagisa ride out what he's going through and he doesn't really care how he does it, even if it means having meaningless sex with him. Karma want's Nagisa to act on his own free will, but at the same time he thinks Nagisa is doing things for the wrong reasons, where as Karma has only been having sex with him because he wants to, Nagisa has questionable motives. Still Karma doesn't think it's his place to tell Nagisa what to do, but Nagisa can't stop him from liking him.

Anyway, hope you enjoyed the chapter, and hopefully I'll be back soon.

Sorry for any mistakes.