Assassination Classroom - It's So Cold

Pairing: Akabane Karma x Okuda Manami

"It's so cold…" she muttered out, her lips a shade of putrid blue, whilst she laid on the ground, a wet substance surrounding her. She felt weak, as the skies opened up and droplets of water showered down on her being. The searing warmth she felt from her chest, soon turned into a dull burn, like dipping burned fingers into chilling water. She had never expected it to end this way, really, she was expecting something more… Mundane, for her.

"Okuda!"

She swiveled her head to the side, pain eroding from her neck, as she glanced at the silhouette running towards her. A familiar tuff of red hair was the first thing she recognized, her mind sluggishly making a connection.

"K.. Karma… -kun…" she heaved out, a small, shaky, smile slipping onto her wet lips.

"OKUDA!"

He stopped short of where she was laying, kneeling down quickly and examining her wound. His eyebrows were stitched together in concentration, but fear flashed through his eyes. The wound was worse than he had imagined. The girl before him had already lost a large amount of blood, the sticky, red substance surrounding her mangled body. The bullet hole was far larger than a normal once, but that was expected, as she had been shot from point blank range.

"Okuda…." a shadow covered his eyes, a sudden feeling of hopelessness taking over him.

Okuda scrutinized him silently, the small smile she had held, vanishing into a thoughtful frown. Gingerly, she lifted her blood, soaked hand, the red substance dripping, as she used the last of her strength to place it atop the distraught redhead's hand.

Karma silently gazed at the petite girls small hand atop his. He felt the rain beating down on his head, the thunder crackling loudly behind him, as he lifted his head slowly to meet the girl's violet eyed gaze. He felt his heart stop at seeing the condition she was in again.

He had to save her.

Snapping out of his revere, he began to pick the girl up bridal style, cradling her close to his chest. She said nothing as he did so, her face was going paler, and paler by the seconds, blood still flowing, much more slowly though, out of her wound. He began to walk through the field that had served as a war ground, his face expressionless as he held his head high, searching out his comrades.

"Karma-kun!" the petite, black haired girl was waving at him in excitement, stumbling over her own feet as she practically ran towards him.

"Umph!" she bumped into him instead, a nervous giggle escaping her as the redhead chuckled in amusement.

"Hey, Okuda-san, what's got you so happy?" he had asked, putting a hand on her shoulder to help her stabilize herself.

The chemist only beamed at him more as she fidgeted nervously, and suddenly shoved something at his chest.

"H-happy b-birthday!" she stammered out cutely, a blush covering her already tainted cheeks.

"Huh? Uhh, thank you." was his response, a bit of surprise lacing it's way into his voice.

He took the present she had pushed onto him gingerly, unwrapping her coiled fingers around it as she passed it onto his hand. His eyes widened even more in surprise. The present that Okuda had given him was a small pocket knife. It was colour schemed with red and black, and even had his name carved onto it.

He couldn't help but smile happily as he flicked the blade open. It was new, that was for sure. The blade was clean and pristine, sharp as can be. He let out a chortle of glee, as he put the pocket knife away and gently patted Manami's head in appreciation.

"Thank you, Okuda."

A bitter feeling enveloped Karma, as the distant memory resurfaced in his mind, a fresh wave of anxiety and fear flooding him. His grip tightened on Manami, as he began to walk briskly towards their camp. He bit his bottom lip painfully, drawing blood, as Manami's laboured breathing reached his ears. The trickster gazed down at the chemist in his arms, her face was paler than snow, and her whole body trembled as a gust of cold wind hit them.

It was no use. He wouldn't be able to make it in time.

This sudden realization stopped Karma in his tracks, a cold, dreadful emotion filling him up inside.

"I-It's c-c-cold, K-K-Kar-Karma-kun…" she weakly stated, her petite body crumpling in on itself in his arms, as tears welled up in his mercury coloured eyes.

He couldn't damn, save her.

It was as if the world around him had died, nothing mattered anymore, but Okuda. He felt weak and pathetic. He couldn't save his dearest friend. His closest friend. He couldn't save her. As much as he wanted too, he knew very well, that the girl wouldn't last any longer.

His knees buckled underneath him, sending the emotionally unstable male to the ground. He practically crushed the petite girl in his arms, as he tried in vain to keep her warm. He felt her damp, near to lifeless hand, come up to his tear stained cheek. He hadn't realized it, but he had begun to cry.

"D-don't…. C-cry…. K-Karma…" her voice was barely above a whisper, as she bid him a foreboding smile, her own tears trailing down her pain filled face.

"How can I not cry!?" he exclaimed, yelling at her as he placed his head into the girls bloody chest. He sniffled and cried, his own sobs catching him of guard.

Okuda could only smile softly, as she placed her hand onto the troublemakers head. She knew she was gonna die soon, she could feel her pulse weakening by the seconds, but she didn't wanna leave Karma crying. She lightly patted him comfortingly, listening to the anguish in his sobs, as her own tears fell to the ground.

Opening her mouth, she stated, softly, barely audible to Karma's ears, "G-good b-bye K-Karma… I…. L-love…. Y-you…."

Author's Note: WHAT THE HELL HAVE I DONE!? My head is hurting from trying to not cry as I made this, either I'm really emotional, or something else, but gosh dang…. This one was hard to write… Well, I hope you guys liked it, tell me if you teared up a little, like me!