(a/n)- I don't own Assassination Classroom!
"Today, class, We're going to learn about the different Demon-Slayers abd how they slay demons." Karasuma stated, gesturing to the several government files on the teachers desk.
Nagisa looked over to the back of the classroom, to see his rival-of-a-sort had skipped again. Which was especially suspicious, considering he found out from Haki that Karma was a demon.. And he'd overheard him speaking to Koro-sensei about the Acheronian Civil War.. Which had only raised more questions about if he was going to be forced to marry his rival in March.
Karasuma cleared his throat, snapping Nagisa back to reality. "Firstly, we're going to debunk any myths about Demon-slaying and shed light on the truths. Now, does any one have a myth they'd like to know about?" He asked the class, and a fee kids raised their hands.
"Is holy water for real?" Asked Hazama, as several kids nodded, clearly wondering the same thing.
"Fortunately for us, it is." He said, "Anyone else?"
"Uh, does salt drive off demons?" Nakamura asked.
"To an extent, yes it does. While salt itself does nothing, salt that has been blessed by an Exorcist is lethal." Karasuma said, noting the captivated looks on the class' faces.
Nagisa's interest had piqued.
"Which brings me to my next point, the two different types of Demon-Slayers, Exorcists and Assassins. Both of these terms are just generalizations, since there are a wide variety of styles of both assassins and exorcists." He said. "An Exorcist is a Demon-Slayer that generally blesses the Assassin's tools and preforms protection spells, and or heals Cursed-Wounds, injuries caused by a demon, that without proper treatment are fatal."
Karasuma continued, paying no mind to the slack-jawed students, amazed by the complex world of a Demon-Slayer.
"An Assassin is a Demon-Slayer that generally does the fighting, like fighting with Blessed-Weapons, throwing Holy-Water-Grenades, and physically attacking the demons, and sending them back to Hell." He finished, as Haki managed to collect his jaw and raised his hand.
"Karasuma-sensei, which is Bitch-sensei, Exorcist or Assassin?" He asked.
"Irina is an Assassin, one of the very best in the world, in fact." Karasuma stated, "And I have a feeling that you kids are one day going to become some of the finest Exorcists and Assassins the world has ever seen."
Nagisa thought it was a bit ironic, a Prince of Hell like him learning the ways of a Demon-Slayer, with weapons and magical fighting spells that could kill him in an instant. If his classmates or worse, Karasuma or Bitch-sensei found out about his demonic heritage, he knew he'd be dead.
Karasuma cleared his throat, once again snapping Nagisa back to reality.
"Exorcists and Assassins both hace different ways of slaying demons," He continued. "Assassins use some think called Blessed-Weapons, or what you guys have to kill the creature that's teaching you." Karasuna said.
"Assassins also fight with physical means, i.e. martial arts. Their jobs are also similar to Human Assassins," he continued. "Exorcists have different means of slaying demons. They use Holy-Water-Grenades, water in a grenade-like holder that is enchanted to explode upon coming in contact with a demon. They also generally are long distance fighters that and are the support." He finished, as the bell coughed and wheezed, signaling the end of the school day.
As the students packed their stuff up, preparing to leave, Nagisa hurriedly shoved his things in his bag, not noticing the small book full of all the important Demon-slaying notes he'd been jotting down, and as he bolted out the door, also didn't notice the mischievous grin of the boy with the slicked-back red hair who picked it up.
(ﾉ*ﾟｰﾟ)ﾉヽ(*ﾟｰﾟ*)ﾉ（〜^∇^)〜(ノ^o^)ノ
"And remind me why I have to be the one that returns it to him, and not you, Haki, since you found it? We're not exactly on good terms, you know."
Karma drawled, lazing around on the couch as his "cousin" stood at the entrance of their house.
"Because, Your Higness, since you are not on the best terms, I thought it would be a good idea and you two could become friends?" Haki squeaked, unsure of how he'd get out of this without having to reveal his little game, and with all ten of his fingers.
"I feel like there's an ulterior motive here, Haki." Karma said, as Haki struggled not to give in to his piercing gaze.
"Nope, none at all, Sire!" He squeaked nervously, "It's just that I have a crucial phone call to your father, as a progress report!"
Karma raised an eyebrow. "Fine," he whined, "I'll go, just hand the thing over."
Haki tossed the notebook, before retreating up to his room, phone in hand, to report to Azazel.
Karma grinned devilishly, deciding if he had to hand it over to the smaller teen, he'd at least take a little look inside.
Flipping open to a random page, Karma's grin faded as he realized Nagisa had drawn a picture of him with devil horns, and had drawn a little speech bubble that read, 'I'm an honorless asshole!'
That rotten snake. Reaching over to grab a sharpie, he flipped the page drawing a rather cartoonish drawing of the other teen, giving him snake eyes, fangs and a forked tongue, as well as a speech bubble that said, 'I'm a snakey little bitch!'
Once satisfied with his drawing, Karma flipped back to the cover and copied the address written there into Google Maps, and printed the directions out, and left.
Standing before the apartment marked on the notebook, and rapped his knuckles on the hard surface.
The door swung open to reveal a smiling blunette woman, her hair cut to her chin, who somehow simultaneously gave off a cold, terrifying vibe, and a warm, welcoming one.
"Uh, is this the Shiota residence?" He asked, and the woman nodded. "I'm Akabane Karma, one of Nagisa-kun's classmates, and I'm here to return something he dropped at school today."
Her face instantly brightened, "Oh, welcome Karma-kun. Would you like a cup of tea?" She asked, gesturing to the inside of the apartment.
"That would be great, Shiota-san!"
"Please, call me Hiromi. Nagisa-chan isn't here right now, I'm afraid she's at the arcade with Sugino and a couple other kids."
(ﾉ*ﾟｰﾟ)ﾉヽ(*ﾟｰﾟ*)ﾉ（〜^∇^)〜(ノ^o^)ノ
As Nagisa unlocked the door to his house, he was hit with the sounds of laughter. Did his mother have a friend over?
"Ah, would you like another cup of tea?"
"Sure thing, Hiromi-san!"
Wait. Was that Karmaof all people?
Rushing into the room, his suspicions were confirmed, as Karma was sitting right at the table, looking rather pleased with himself.
"You!" Nagisa hissed, as Karma stuck his tongue out at him.
Hiromi returned with Karma's tea. "Oh, Nagisa-chan, you're home! Karma-kun stopped by to drop your notebook off."
"Really?" He said through gritted teeth, "How nice of you, Karma-kun."
"Sure thing, Nagisa-chan~! Say, it's been real pleasant, Hiromi-san, but I better be on my way!" He purred, standing up.
"The pleasure's all mine, Karma-kun! How about one of these days you should stop by for dinner?"
They exchanged pleasantries, with Karma leaving, (finally) but before Nagisa could sneak off to his room, Hiromi stopped him. "So, is he your boyfriend, Nagisa-chan?"
Nagisa cringed, "N-no, he's just my classmate," he said, embarrassed.
"Well, he was so nice to stop by and to give you this," she said, handing him the notebook.
"Thanks mom! I'll be working on homework until dinner," he said quickly, running into his room.
Opening the notebook to his little demon drawing, Nagisa noticed the sharpie marks on the edge of the page. Curiosity overtaking him, Nagisa flipped to the next page and was greeted with Karma's own delightful artwork.
"I'm going to get that jerk," he hissed.