Ansatsu Kyoushitsu: The Red Demon

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**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The arc of Demons**

Chapter 21

Karma's pov:

It was in the middle of the night, when Karma realized it.

He was slowly starting to look forward, because there was someone he wanted to see. And that someone stood in front of him - not behind.

Karma was slowly falling in love.

There was a small window in the cell, and he could see the stars from it so he knew that it was night. The clock was probably around one or two am, when Karma opened his eyes.

Koro-sensei had had Karma's needle and basically everything he had had hidden in his old jacket with him, and so, the yellow octopus had been able to patch his wound up again. This time better. But what had annoyed Karma, had been the way Koro-sensei had apologized every time he had stung him with the needle. Karma had been really close to strangling the damn octopus for that. Because, god dammit, Karma could handle pain just fine. It was surprising that Koro-sensei hadn't realized that.

But he was pretty fine now, the only problem was probably his aching head. And the fact that he couldn't sleep. Nagisa was lying next to him, his eyes closed and breathing steady. The bluenette looked very calming and Karma was glad he was there with him. But he also felt damn guilty about it. It felt like he would've been using Nagisa and the others - he didn't deserve any of it! Terasaka's kick had been something that Karma had deserved. And thinking of Terasaka's kick, what he had done to stop the bluenette…

Karma blushed and sat up, turning his face away from Nagisa. It seemed that everyone in the prison was sleeping, silent snoring all around Karma. But back to the resent topic - Karma shouldn't have kissed Nagisa like that. He really didn't have the right to do that.

But it had felt nice. And he had liked it, not only was Nagisa super cute, but Karma had like… mentally enjoyed it. It felt like he would've actually wanted to kiss someone, for the first time. It hadn't been to pleasure someone else nor had Karma done it for the money. He hadn't even thought straight when he had kissed Nagisa.

What Karma felt towards Nagisa was something he couldn't really explain. Affection? Yeah, probably. Did he like the bluenette? Yes, obviously.

Did he love Nagisa?

To that, Karma couldn't answer. Karma was quite sure that he had never loved anyone, not truly. Kaoru had of course been very important to him - his tower of strenght. A wall that protected him. A person who made him strong. Karma's father, Asano Gaguken - Kunugigaoka junior-high's former principal's, Asano Gakuhou's, younger brother - had of course been important to Karma too, but the man had never really been there for the red head. But he did show love for Karma, once, just before Karma turned nine.

Karma's parents had divorced when he had been four, and he almost never saw his father after that. Gaguken hadn't been able to live with Kaoru, knowing what the woman had been and what she had been doing to their children. Karma's father moved to an another town, far away from Shibuya. Gaguken came to visit Karma when he turned nine, to give him a present. A golden medallion that had their family portrait in it. It had been taken when Karma was eight, just so that he would have something left of his father and mother when he would grow up. His father didn't stay long, and two hours after he left, Kaoru got a call. It was the police, telling that Gaguken had been assassinated. Gaguken had been a successful business man, and one of his enemies had wanted him dead - and it hadn't even been that hard. All it had taken, had been a one bullet.

That was the second time Karma had seen his mother cry. And he had also learned that Kaoru had loved Gaguken until the end. That the divorce had been his father's idea, not his mother's.

Karma was now holding the medallion in his hand. He had it always with him, and he also kept it well hidden - he wasn't going to expose the hiding place to anyone. Karma rarely looked at it, the medallion just brought up too many feelings. Karma wasn't really ready to face any of those emotions. But at the moment, in that goddamn cell, it just felt right to look at the glimmering medallion.

It was truly his treasure.

Karma opened it and looked at the picture in it. There were five people, all of them smiling happily. Karma remembered the day well - and he was proud to say, that those smiles in the picture weren't fake. The photographer had been able to make all of them smile. Karma stared at his father, whose strawberry blonde hair was a mess like it always had been and then he looked at his mother, whose crimson hair settled down to her shoulders and even lower. She had had long hair. His parents had been standing behind the three children.

Akame was standing in front of Gaguken, a big yet beautiful grin on her face. And she had both of her eyes, glimmering in mischief. Akame's hair had been just cut shorter, so it only reached her shoulders, and it looked pretty uncontrollable to Karma. In front of Kaoru was an eight years-old Karma, smiling happily. He remembered that he truly had been happy when his family had even once gathered together. And then, you could say that in the middle of the picture, there was a five year-old little girl, whose smile was the biggest. Karma smiled when he looked at the little girl, but at the same time, his heart ached so much.

The little girl in the picture was Karma's younger sister, Akabane Saki. Saki had died just few days after the photo had been taken. She had been killed by an assassin who came to kill Kaoru - but of course the assassin had failed. Still, killing Saki cost the assassin his life. Karma was still bitter about it and he still wished that it had been him - not Saki, not the little innocent girl. At Saki's funeral, Kaoru cried in front of her son for the first time. Even Akame and Gaguken cried. Of course, Karma cried too.

Saki had been innocent. She had never done anything wrong and she had only been five. Her death had been a cold hard lesson for Karma.

The world is cruel. Make sure you are tough enough to face it. Make sure that you are even crueler.

"Karma?" Nagisa's sleepy mutter woke Karma back to the reality and he closed the medallion. "Why are you awake?" The bluenette looked at Karma, his sleepy blue eyes worried. Then they widened in surprise. "Oh god… Karma… you're cry-"

Oh shit, was Karma's reaction. He hadn't even realized that he was crying. Karma was about to swipe the tears away, when Nagisa suddenly did it for him. The bluenette was now fully awake, ready to reassure Karma.

"Did something happen?" Nagisa whispered.

Karma shook his head slightly and gave the bluenette a sad smile. He couldn't make any better at the moment. "Nothing happened, Nagisa. I'm just tired - of all of this." Nagisa nodded knowingly and then he hugged Karma, his warmness relaxing Karma's tense body.

"It's okay to cry", Nagisa muttered. "I bet you can't even remember when you last cried."

Nagisa was wrong, Karma could very well remember when he had last cried. It had been the night after the day, when he had joined the Demons. When he had believed that his life had been ruined. Well, it still was, but at least there was someone making things a little better now.

"Strong people cry too, you know?" Nagisa kept talking. "And you're definitely strong. But it's okay. Crying might actually make you feel little lighter - or talking. I'm right here - no, we are all right here, if you want to talk."

Karma pulled off from the hug and showed Nagisa the medallion in his right hand. "Then, can I tell you about my younger sister, Saki?"

Nagisa looked surprised to hear that Karma had a younger sister, but he was quick to recover. The bluenette nodded. "I'd love to hear about her."

So Karma talked. It had been years since he actually let the emotions come out, instead of locking them inside him. He showed Nagisa the portrait of his family and told the bluenette what kind of person Saki had been. He told that Saki had been pretty much like Karma was - always teasing others and doing things that she shouldn't do. Karma also told how she died, which was something he never did.

But Karma believed that he could trust Nagisa. He believed that he could tell him this.

"That must've been really hard for you", Nagisa muttered after Karma had finished. The bluenette hugged him again. "Saki sounded like a person I would've wanted to meet. Where's her grave?"

"Why are you asking?" Karma frowned at the bluenette when Nagisa pulled off.

"So I can go visit her sometime. Isn't it obvious?"

Karma smiled. "Then, you'd be visiting my father and mother as well." He gave the address to the bluenette. "When you go, take cherry blossoms or roses with you. Saki loved them."

"You should come too", Nagisa said.

Karma chuckled a little. "If I find time for it."

"Then, that's a date."

"A date?" Karma asked, surprised by the confidence he heard in Nagisa's voice and saw in the blue eyes.

"Promise me that after we get out of here, you'll come to the graveyard to visit your family's grave with me", Nagisa said.

"…As a date?"

Nagisa smirked. "Obviously yes. Well, promise or not?"

"Promise me, Karma. Promise me that you wont ever use your skills as an assassin to kill others. Promise me that you'll save her."

Karma didn't make promises easily. He hated them.

He really did.

"It's a promise", Karma nodded to Nagisa.

But sometimes you just had to say yes.

"Nurufufufu."

"…"

"…"

Koro-sensei's creepy chuckle made both Karma and Nagisa jump. Karma looked up… And what he saw caused his temper to rise. The damn yellow octopus was hanging from the ceiling above them, looking… happy? Karma turned bright red, thinking that the octopus had seen him crying.

"The hell sensei?!" Karma whisper-yelled.

"Are you spying on us?!" Nagisa whispered.

"I was worried when I heard you two talking", Koro-sensei said, defending his actions. "So, I had to make sure everything was alright. And from judging the fact that Karma here was crying" - he earned a cold glare from Karma - "I believed that it was an emergency-case."

"Fuck you", Karma hissed, still blushing furiously.

"The story of your little sister was heart-touching, Karma. I'm so sorry for her", Koro-sensei continued, crying. But soon he had a shit-eating grin on his face, and Karma knew that the yellow octopus was nothing more than trouble. "But about the whole date thing…"

"Shut up!" both Karma and Nagisa yelled, forgetting that they were supposed to be quiet. Koro-sensei slapped tentacles over their mouths but luckily, no one woke up.

Heavy sleepers, huh? Karma thought when he slapped the slimy tentacle off. But at the same time he smiled. It was actually quite cute… if he only had a permanent marker with him and a working phone… That would be so fun!

"Don't even think", both Nagisa and Koro-sensei said to him, Nagisa waving a hand in front of Karma's face, getting Karma's attention again. The bluenette sweat dropped when Karma turned to look at him - a wide grin on his face - and the octopus sighed. "Someone never changes."

"Like you're the ones to talk", Karma retorted "angrily".

"Tell me Karma", Koro-sensei suddenly said, sounding serious. "Do you like being part of the Demons?"

Karma raised a brow. "What's with the question all of a suddenly?"

"Just answer, please."

Karma had to think it for a moment. Most of the time he hated it and he wanted nothing more than out. He even thought of killing himself. But there were good times too, when he actually felt like he belonged there. "It's complicated", he answered after a while of quietness. "I mean… sure, it's not fun all the time nor do I enjoy the people there. But sometimes… it really feels like they'd be the only ones who can understand me. Like, they're the same with me. Sometimes I can actually feel like I'd belong there. But those times don't ever include killing."

"So, it's not the place you hate, it's the fact that you have to kill", Nagisa muttered. Karma sighed at that. The bluenette was right, but Karma couldn't leave. He still had a promise to keep.

"Karma", Koro-sensei said. One of his tentacles forced Karma to look at him and Nagisa, who were now sitting in front of him. For some reason, they were both smiling kindly. "I can accept your choice of career, but only when you yourself enjoy it. And it doesn't seem like that to me right now."

"Or to me", Nagisa said.

Karma slapped the tentacle away once again, and lowered his gaze at the floor. He really did hate killing - but he was also very used to it, so was there a possibility for him to go back anymore? But Karma didn't want to leave the Demons, not yet. To him, it was an impossible situation. He couldn't get out, no matter what he tried.

Karma pressed his hands against his face and tried to make sense of his messy thoughts. He didn't know how long he stayed like that, but when he finally lifted his gaze, he could already see the morning sun rising. But both Nagisa and Koro-sensei were still there, looking at him and waiting for him to talk.

"I-…" Karma really didn't know what to say, but he wasn't even given the chance to finish when he heard footsteps and a familiar chuckle. Karma's body tensed when he turned around to look at the cell door. Hiroto was standing there with two guards, a creepy smile on his face.

"Come on now, we don't have the whole day", Hiroto said and he was obviously talking to Karma.

"Wait, I-" Karma stuttered, but he was cut off by Hiroto's angry command.

"Now."

Someone was impatient today. And the way he said those words, they way he ordered Karma, made the red head feel like Kaoru would've been the one to say those words.

Karma stood up, and so did Koro-sensei and Nagisa. Karma was quite sure that this was his last chance to actually tell what he wanted and what not. Because Karma could sense the tension in the air. It was coming into an end.

"Karma…" Nagisa muttered.

Karma hugged the bluenette tightly. He just needed to feel Nagisa's warmness before everything would go to hell. Nagisa hugged him back, but the bluenette didn't know what was going to happen - so he probably didn't understand why Karma was showing so much affection towards him at the moment.

"I'm so, so sorry", Karma said as he backed off, towards the cell door. "I just don't…"

It was simple.

Yet he couldn't bring himself to say it.

**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The arc of Demons**

Nagisa's pov:

Karma left with Hiroto before he managed to tell Nagisa and Koro-sensei his answer. It left an empty feeling inside Nagisa, because for once he had felt really close to the red head. And Karma even agreed to come to a date with him! When the red head promised Nagisa to be there, his heart had felt lot more lighter. And also the fact that Karma opened up to him - at least a little bit - made Nagisa feel like he would've been important.

Karma had showed his true emotions to the bluenette, which was a good start and something Nagisa had waited for since the happenings in the criminal island.

After Karma left, everyone started to slowly wake up. Both Nagisa and Koro-sensei were trying to come up with some kind of plan, because neither really knew that did Karma have a one - even though the red head said he did. It had been three days since they were kidnapped and nothing new had happened. And it was only a week until Christmas, also Karma's birthday. Nagisa had yet to find a perfect gift for the red head, but he was starting to have a picture of it in his mind - literally. The medallion Karma had showed him had given Nagisa some good ideas.

"What happened?" Kayano asked, once she realized that Karma wasn't around. "Where's Karma?"

"Left", Nagisa answered. "I mean, that Hiroto-guy came and took him."

"And you didn't stop him?" Sugino asked, frowning at Nagisa.

"It's no use to fight at the moment", Koro-sensei answered instead of Nagisa. "I still trust that Karma has a plan. We need to wait. Trust."

"But does Karma-kun trust us?" Okuda asked.

Nagisa answered without any hesitation. "Yes, he does."

"You sound very confident about that", Bitch-sensei pointed out almost right away. Nagisa turned to look at her, smiling kindly.

"Because I am. I know, that Karma trusts us. He has just his own ways of showing it", Nagisa said. "Karma isn't a bad person - he'll keep his promise. I trust that he can get us out of here. And just that you know, he already apologized to all of us."

"What?" Maehara asked, looking very confused. "When did he do that?"

"Just half an hour before you guys woke up", Koro-sensei said, grinning at the confused students. "And he meant it. You just missed it. And you also missed his thank you."

"Thank you?" Kayano muttered. "What for?"

"Well, when he thanked us, only me and Koro-sensei were there to hear it", Nagisa answered, as he sat down to the floor. "He basically said thanks for everything. What he meant was that he was thankful about us. About the year we gave him."

"Was he happy?" Kazuki asked. The old lady was again listening them from the other cell. Nagisa sweat dropped at her, but he couldn't blame her - he guessed that their cell was the loudest out of every cell in the prison. And Kazuki's cell just happened to be right opposite of them - and she just happened to be very interested woman.

"Yeah, I believe that he was", Nagisa nodded, remembering Karma's smile. And that he still had a promise to keep. Nagisa still needed to save the red head.

Kazuki snorted. "That boy… he really is too kind for his own sake." The old lady leaned on the bars, her back facing them. "I should've told him this before Hiroto came to get him."

"Told what? That he's too kind?" Terasaka asked. "Because I don't think he's all that kind."

"People have their own ways of showing kindness, and believe me boy, Akabane-kun is the kindest out of all of you. Despite the fact that he's an assassin, his smiles are almost always real - at least when he's around you - and he has that gentle look in his eyes. You just need to look behind the first layer. People who have gone through a lot do almost everything to hide their true feelings - and like the red head said, it's usually just self-defense. People who have been hurt don't want it to happen again, so they lock themselves up. I know you've heard this hundred times, it's a cliché and blablablaa - but seriously! It's not that easy to be open up when you've been betrayed and hurt", Kazuki said.

"Akabane-kun, Karma to you, might seem cold when you first look at him. I thought so too, but when he told me about Shin… I saw the warmness that surrounds him. And I could totally understand why he was part of the Demons. Yes, he's an excellent assassin, but I believe that the biggest reason he is in The Underworld, is the fact that he brings light to the darkness. I don't know how many of you - if anyone, had noticed this, but he is very much like the sun. He's an interesting person, that has a warm aura. But if you get too close, you might burn yourself, and that's the only flaw I find in him. What I call burning - you call lying, faking and coldness. It's a wall that wont break so easily."

Kazuki paused for a second, and watched everyone, observing their reactions. Nagisa noted that many of his old classmates were looking down like they would've been ashamed of something. But Nagisa himself was looking straight at Kazuki, and when the old lady realized that, she smiled and nodded approvingly.

"Seems like one of you has realized this", she said. "Akabane-kun is the heart of the Demons, no matter what way you look at it. He might not be all that high-ranking, but he definitely is in the middle of it. He can hide his aura well behind his bloodlust and the emptiness, but at least Black seems to know way to get him to lower his guard. My advice to you - find a way to break through the wall that surrounds him. Find a way to get his guard down. Then you'll know what I meant when I said that he's the kindest of all of you. And what I should've told Akabane-kun was, that he needs to believe into the light as well. There are good things in this world as well."

"Kazuki-san", Nagisa said after the old lady had stopped talking. He smiled at her, happy to hear that someone understood Karma this well and was able to put it into words - if only Nagisa would've been able to do the same.

"Thank you."

Kazuki chuckled when she heard it. Her smile was gentle, just like the smile of a loving parent. "I felt like you needed to hear this, kids. And I hope that you wont forget my words."

**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The arc of Demons**

Not long after Kazuki's talk, a guard came to get her as well. The old lady said her byes to them before leaving, mumbling something about the end. Nagisa watched her back as she walked away with the guard. Just before he lost sight of her, Nagisa yelled:

"I just want to thank you again! And I hope that we'll see again as well!"

Kazuki turned to look at him, still smiling gently. "I would hope so too, Shiota-kun, but I also have a feeling that this is the last time we'll meet. I hope the best for all of you. Take care of Akabane-kun - that boy has still many things to learn."

After that she was gone.

"Do you think she's going to die?" Maehara asked. "Sounded like it."

"Unlike Kazuki-san", Koro-sensei mumbled. "I have a feeling that we'll meet again - and quite soon too. But it's not going to be anything good."

"What do you mean?" Nagisa asked. He really didn't get the yellow octopus sometimes.

Koro-sensei answered him with a strange look that Nagisa didn't understand. Soon after Kazuki had been taken, six guards came to take them as well. Nagisa was little scared that they would be now used as guinea-pigs, but Koro-sensei reassured everyone that something like that wasn't going to happen.

"Now students, it's going to be something far worse."

Yeah, and that makes me heart so much lighter, Nagisa thought, sweat dropping at his sensei (who was still grinning, despite the situation). The guards led them through the prison and even to another building. The building was lot smaller than the one they had been in - it was as small as the E-class building had been. And it also seemed to have only one big room in it. Like a small gym-hall. Very small gym-hall.

The room or hall, was well lighted and there were at least ten guards in it, now sixteen, when the guards that led them there joined their co-workers in the line they had made to the other end of the hall. In the middle of everything was a kneeling woman and a tall black haired man. Just next to the man was standing a red headed boy and a brown haired scientist.

Kazuki, Daichi, Karma and Hiroto, Nagisa thought. What's going on?

"Ah finally, our audience is here", Daichi chuckled. He turned to look at them at the same time Karma and Kazuki did. The red head looked okay, but his golden eyes were wide in horror like something bad would've happened. "Maybe we can start the show now."

"What the hell are you talking about?" Terasaka growled. "You sick bastard."

Both Daichi and Hiroto laughed at that. Just then Nagisa noticed the gun in Daichi's hand that was directly pointed at Karma's heart. He knew that Koro-sensei had also noticed it, seeing how nervous the yellow octopus was.

"Ah, I indeed need to explain it to you", Daichi said. He then suddenly gave the gun to Karma and the red head did take it. "I want to show you guys something. Something that will change your mind about all of this - especially about your dear friend here." Daichi grabbed Karma's hand which was holding on to the gun and pointed it straight at Kazuki's forehead. The old lady was looking at Karma, her eyes somehow determined.

"Now then, Karma-kun. Kill this woman", Daichi ordered.

This seemed not to only surprise Nagisa and the others, but the red head as well. Karma turned his gaze away from Kazuki, and looked at Daichi in surprise. Daichi and Hiroto were both smirking like maniacs.

The red head got over his shock quickly, pulling an emotionless mask on his face. "Why would I kill someone? Especially when you're the one giving the order?"

"You're an assassin", Daichi snorted, like it would've been obvious. "You kill. And what do you need? Money? I can pay you a million or I can let you and your classmates go - just kill her. Show me that you truly are part of the Demons."

It was Karma's turn to snort. "Why do you even doubt that? I don't have a reason to lie. And you should know that I only kill when it's an order from Black or when I'm on a job. No one has paid to kill this woman nor has Black ordered me", the red head said. "I still have some pride left, thank you very much."

Daichi narrowed his eyes at the red head. "You want this to be an official job? Fine - I'll pay you a million if you kill her. It's easy as that, isn't it?"

"I still refuse", Karma said. "I find no good reason to kill her."

"Then, if you wont kill her -" Daichi snapped his fingers and the sixteen guards took out their guns and pointed them at Nagisa and the others. "- I'll kill your dear classmates. Is that a good enough reason?"

"Kill me, Akabane", Kazuki sighed. "It would save time for the both of us."

Karma frowned and turned to look at Nagisa for a moment. His golden eyes were cold, but Nagisa saw more - just like Kazuki had said, there was pure kindness in them. But now there was also agony and pain. Nagisa saw that Karma didn't want to do it.

Daichi grabbed Karma's chin roughly and forced the red head to look at him. "This shouldn't be anything new to you, Akabane. You've already killed many people, what does one more change?" the black haired man hissed angrily. "And she's not a good person either, she has killed others too. You'd make the world better by killing her - no one would miss her either." Karma took a step back, slapping Daichi's hand away. His golden eyes were burning with hatred, but Nagisa was quite sure that Daichi didn't see it.

"You have a gun in your hands, Akabane! It's only going to take a one shot! Just pull the trigger already!"

"Who are you to order me around?" Karma asked, his voice cold as ice.

The red head removed the gun from Kazuki's forehead faster than eye could catch and had it suddenly pointed straight at Daichi's forehead. His golden eyes were now empty, no hatred or anger in them. He wasn't even leaking murderous bloodlust like assassins usually did.

Nagisa couldn't sense anything in Karma. The red head was completely expressionless, empty.

"…Karma?"

The red head didn't react to Nagisa's voice, his whole attention was pointed directly at Daichi. "And you used to be an assassin?" Karma muttered, his voice low, yet very steady and calm. So calm it scared Nagisa. "Ha, I don't believe you. Want to know why?"

"Well?" Daichi asked, his voice wavering. Nagisa couldn't blame the man, it was probably horrifying when someone was pointing a gun at your forehead, one move away from your own death.

"Because, no matter how it looks like, we assassins don't take death lightly", Karma said, lowering the gun. "Throw your feelings aside, Daichi. That's one of the first things you need to learn in order to become a pro-assassin. Killing out of hatred is the biggest problem this world has. Assassins are born from revenge, is what you say. And I said that you weren't wrong - we all want something we can't have. But if you were an assassin, you should know that when the moment comes - the moment to kill, there's nothing. Hatred, fear, love… When you kill, you don't need those things. They'll come in your way. To live without a regret is impossible, that's for sure. There'll be a time you'll look back and say: "Why did I do something like that?" There will be a time you'll regret being an assassin." Karma let out a small chuckle, a smile forming on his lips. His mercury-golden eyes were filled with unsaid feelings and something that Nagisa couldn't put into words.

"That's why we need to push ourselves to the limit, over the line, over the edge. When you jump, you smile. When you hit the ground, you regret. But when you go, don't hold on. We in the Demons believe into that", Karma told. "We'll live as long as we can, and push the regret to the edge. Once it's time, we're all prepared to face it all. But even we want to die peacefully. Of course -" Karma smirked at Daichi. "- I don't think that you really understand what I'm talking about, do you?"

"I don't give a shit about your feelings, boy!" Daichi said angrily.

"I know", Karma nodded, still smiling. "You're not the first one to say that, and I don't even care are you the last one. But piece of advice…" Karma lifted his left hand up, his sleeve falling down so his tattoo was evidence. He pointed one of his fingers directly at Daichi's heart. "You should never give a gun to your enemies." The red head turned to look at his old classmates, his golden eyes meeting Nagisa's blue ones for a second. He mouthed duck to them and then he kneeled down quickly.

Everyone from the E-class listened to him without a doubt and lucky they did, because soon it was raining bullets. Koro-sensei made sure to protect everyone of his students - even Karma who was about ten meters away from them, from the bullets, even though they didn't really hit them. But if they'd be standing, they'd be dead.

The scientist, Hiroto died from the first shot. The body was now lying on the floor, pool of blood under it. Daichi had realized to duck as well, but he had taken a hit to his right shoulder and left leg. Kazuki was fine, since she had been kneeling the whole time. Soon enough the gunshots died down.

Karma was up right away, kicking Daichi down, the black haired man's head under his left foot. Karma had still the gun in his hand and he was slowly scanning the area. Nagisa stood up as well, nervously looking around. Twelve out of the guards had been killed, leaving four alive. The four were holding onto guns, telling that they had been the ones shooting everyone.

Suddenly the door behind Nagisa opened and two more guards stepped inside. One of them was a tall woman and one a shorter boy. They both had hats, but soon they threw them aside, revealing their faces.

"Kasumi… Hiro…" Koro-sensei mumbled.

The silver haired woman gave a small smile for them before passing, walking towards the red head in the middle of the small hall. Hiro followed her, throwing the guards uniform away. The silver haired boy was wearing black hoodie and black pants with commando-boots. Nagisa also noted that the boy had at least one gun and two knifes. Kasumi was pretty much dressed the same, except she was only wearing a T-shirt that brought up her curves.

"What a mess you made!" Kasumi said once she reached Karma, looking down at the man under the red head. "And it looks like we missed the fun!"

"No, you didn't", one of the surviving guards said. "Nothing interesting happened here. But the two of you got the prisoners out, right?"

"Of course", Kasumi snorted. "And the bombs are set. We're ready."

"The bombs?" Karasuma-sensei repeated.

The four surviving guards threw away their uniforms as well, revealing who they really were. Nagisa guessed that they were assassins from the Demons.

One of them was a young short woman (in the same height as Nagisa) with little darker blue hair than Nagisa's own. She had beautiful and big leaf green eyes, and milky, yet perfect and smooth looking skin. Under the uniform, she had a very formal looking dress, and also a hoodie over it, but strangely, it was a good combination. Even the black boots she had looked good on her. The woman smirked when she started walking towards Karma, Kasumi and Hiro.

Right behind her was coming a brown haired tall man, who was really muscular. He also had fiery red eyes, and he looked very angry. The man was wearing a formal suit that probably had tons of weapons hidden inside. But the two of them looked very much like assassins from movies – you know, kill and do it with style.

The two other guards looked more normal. The other one was a young dark purple haired woman, whose eyes were little lighter purple than her hair. She had smooth light brown skin and a kind smile on her face. Her purple hair was tied to a loose braid that reached her chest. She was dressed in normal black formfitting jeans and T-shirt, plus a stylish women's military jacket. She also had dark brown commando-boots and a rifle in her hands.

The other woman had sickly white skin and messy brown hair. Her eyes looked like they would've been glowing and they were colored bright orange. Nagisa thought that it was a really strange color and he believed that the woman was using contact lenses. She was wearing almost exact same clothes as the purple haired woman, but her jeans were dark green and she had normal trainers. She also seemed to have at least five combat-knifes with her.

"Who the hell are you guys?" Daichi hissed under Karma's shoe. The red head sighed and removed his foot from Daichi's face, taking few steps back. The black haired man didn't get up from the floor - probably because Kasumi was pointing a gun at him. The purple haired woman gave Karma a black coat, which was good, since the red head was only wearing a light white T-shirt and black pants and it was winter.

"You want us to tell our names for you?" the blue haired woman teased. "It's fine by me. I'm Blue, and I rank as the number seven in the Demons. Nice to meet you."

"These guys…", Koro-sensei mumbled nervously. "They're bad news."

"This handsome man here -", Blue continued, pointing her right hand at the brown haired man standing next to her. "- is my partner, Brown, and he's the number eight."

"I'm Grey, number nine. But you might have already hear my real name; and that's Kasumi", Kasumi bluntly said. "This is my right-hand man, Hiro." The younger out of the two siblings waved his hand at Daichi, a cold smile on his face.

"And then", said the purple haired woman cheerfully. "It is my turn to introduce myself! Yes - the fabulous queen is here! I'm Purple, and I rank as number five in the Demons. You may now kneel before me, as I am the queen of everything." She smirked at Daichi after her dramatic introduction. "And this is my boring partner, Orange. She ranks as number four. We are now at your service! Or not really, since we already have another master." The orange eyed woman rolled her eyes, but said nothing, as the purple haired woman laughed.

"You're all that high-ranking…?" Bitch-sensei asked, looking little confused. "Why are you even here?"

Purple chuckled, sitting on Hiroto's unmoving body. "Well, it was obvious that our weaker men weren't capable of destroying Daichi, so we needed to get involved. Luckily, we had someone to distract the scientists." Purple winked her eye at Karma, who had somehow managed to change his outfit while everyone's attention had been on the assassins.

The red head was now wearing black jeans, black commando-boots and a red shirt under the black coat. He even had his red hair brushed back (A/N: Like the grown-up Karma has), making him look even hotter than before. It also gave him a little exotic look, since Karma never had his hair brushed back like that.

"Blue and Brown, we don't need you here anymore. Go and call a ride back", Karma said. The blue haired woman shrugged her shoulders, and started to make her leave. The brown haired man obviously wasn't happy about the orders Karma gave, but he didn't complain.

"Why…? Why are they following your orders?" Daichi asked. "They are higher-ranking than you!"

Purple chuckled again, now Kasumi also joined her. Nagisa and the others were pretty confused at the moment. What was so funny?

"Higher-ranking than he is?" Kasumi laughed. "Oh please - Karma outmatches all of us. That's why he's the one giving the orders."

"Wha-? Didn't you say that you weren't high-ranking amongst the Demons?!" Daichi yelled angrily. "Did you lie to me?!"

Karma let out an empty laugh. "I'm an assassin. I lie, it's as simple as that", the red head said, turning to look at the pitiful looking man on the ground. "Let me reintroduce myself - I'm the color-leader of Red, and amongst the Demons, I rank as number two." He smiled coldly, golden eyes glimmering in mischief.

"And it's your time to die."

End of chapter 21

**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The arc of Demons**