"Nagisa," Karma practically whispered, and then poked him in the cheek.

It took him a moment to come to. "Good morning-"

Karma pressed a kiss to his cheek, then, and clung onto him tightly. It was kind of hard, in the single beds they were given, to not be clinging together though. The last time they shared a bed so tiny, Karma was a lot smaller, and they were far less pressed for space. Somehow, though, even with Karma's arms around him, Nagisa knew there was a big chunk of the picture missing for him.

Whether Nagisa really consciously meant to or not, he turned his head and kissed Karma properly. To make it a little more comfortable, Karma rolled over a bit, bracing his weight on one arm. Their lips slid together gently, with no real sense of urgency. But that was fine, soft and warm and nice was all that Nagisa wanted right then-

"Can you guys shut up?" Nakamura shouted from across the room.

Karma pulled off him, glared at her, and then purposely moved down to Nagisa's cheek, giving him kisses that were as wet and sloppy as possible, presumably so they'd make the most amount of noise. Nagisa pushed him away, though, feeling the heat rise to his face. It was easy to forget that they weren't alone sometimes. As much as he loved Karma, he didn't want to bother everyone with their PDA.

Nagisa shifted, starting to get out of bed, but Karma caught him by the wrist. "Where are you going?"

"Just the bathroom," he smiled softly.

Karma shrugged, though, and rolled out of bed to follow him.

"No," Maehara groaned vaguely from the corner, "not again."

Nagisa jolted. Although Karma kept telling him it would be fine, for the last week Maehara hadn't even looked him in the eye. He had this horrible feeling that he might have walked in on something… but Nagisa was too afraid to actually ask him. He'd just been so caught up in the moment, he hadn't really considered how little privacy there actually was.

He managed to ignore the rest of their friends, though, as they left the room together. Even the joke wolf whistle from Nakamura didn't bother him, because they weren't going to do that again. Nagisa just genuinely needed to pee. Karma… he was making sure Nagisa kept his promise about staying by his side, he supposed. To an extreme extend, it seemed, as he wrapped his arms around him from behind when they actually made it into the room.

"Karma," Nagisa at least had it in him to laugh a little, "we don't need to pee together-"

"I know that," he kissed the back of his neck, as though he was trying to be enticing. "There's other things to do, though."

"Ka-"

Before Nagisa could reply, Karma spun him around, and then proceeded to lift him up and place him on the edge of the sink. He didn't waste any time, moving in for his kiss, and shamefully Nagisa was too happy to give it to him. He forgot everything else, his legs wrapping around Karma's hips to pull him closer as he was wrapped up, lips sliding against lips in the most perfect pleasure that it was all he wanted.

"Are you guys for real?" Yoshida said brashly, interrupting them entirely.

Nagisa pulled away so fast his head hit the mirror. "We were just-"

"I don't want to hear it," he practically huffed, and swiftly turning on his heel to exit the room. "Can't even use a bathroom around here-"

Karma had the nerve to try and kiss him again, but Nagisa turned his head. "We shouldn't be like this when anyone could just walk in."

"Why not?" Karma almost pouted. "I like showing off that I have you."

He hopped down from the sink, and looked over his shoulder. "I actually have to pee."

A huge part of him really didn't mind this, though. He couldn't bring himself to push Karma away whilst he was being so open and affectionate. Surely this was what he'd dreamed of way back, this kind of closeness. Even when he was done with the necessary morning stuff, it was only enough to keep them apart for just a few minutes.

Nagisa supposed the idea of imposing any distance was out of the question from now on. Even at breakfast, they were practically sitting in each other's laps. Most people just decided to ignore them, but Nagisa couldn't help but squirm under the judging eyes of Terasaka, who apparently couldn't even help but glare. It almost made Nagisa's forehead sweat.

"Chiba and Hayami have been dating for seven years and they're not like this," Itona pointed out.

The pair in question just nodded, and gave each other a perfect fist bump.

As if it just spurred him on, though, Karma gently kissed Nagisa's cheek. Nagisa honestly wondered what he was doing, but then he took in Karma's entire demeanour. Honestly he… seemed kind of devilish right then. Nagisa thought about it, and then he was certain that this display was Karma's purposeful attempts at messing with everyone. He wasn't sure how he felt about it, but he knew it wasn't entirely fake. Just… exaggerated a little.

"I have to go," Nagisa said eventually, quiet enough for just Karma's ears.

Immediately his face fell a little. "Are you sure?"

"We might make some progress!" Nagisa then looked over the table. "You can ask Okuda about it whilst I'm gone."

His jaw fell slack. "I-"

Just to give him a taste of his own medicine, Nagisa kissed Karma on the cheek, before he stood up and headed off. He'd feel too bad, leaving Yuu entirely alone in a hospital room. Whether he deserved it or not, Nagisa was the only one he seemed to trust here, so he didn't want to waste whatever opportunity that gave him.

Thankfully he was pretty much allowed to walk around this way whenever he wanted, which was a nice break from the chaos of everyone else just being packed into just a few smallish rooms. He was lucky in that regard, especially to be able to spend time with someone he was actually starting to consider an actual friend.

"Hey hottie," Yuu said, looking up from the book he was reading.

Nagisa smiled. "How do you feel today?"

"Well," he stretched, "the broken rib sucks. Still bruised as all hell. Yourself?"

"I'm good," he pulled up a chair. "I left before Karma could cause a fight."

"Alphas," he pursed his lips.

Nagisa almost laughed. "I think that's more of a Karma being Karma thing."

"I don't know," he said, "he still smells as obnoxious as all hell to me."

Honestly, Nagisa was not offended. Actually, making he'd start feeling weirdly territorial if anyone else mentioned liking Karma's scent. He shuddered at the thought. Though, in Yuu's case, he realised it probably wasn't a thing of choice. It was true Nagisa kind of hated any other alpha's scent he managed to catch from too close up, but it was odd to think about his own biology actually rejecting it.

"What does it feel like?"

He tilted his head. "Hmm?"

Nagisa took a deep breath, wondering if it was too personal. "To be officially bonded… I've never really spoken to anyone who was before."

Yuu's eyes glassed over. "Like… you always want to be with them. Whether you mean to or not, you just drift to their side. And you feel like you might die if you go too long without it. I don't know," he shrugged, "mostly I just remembered that other alphas made me want to puke if they stood too close. But it's a little less intense now."

"…Did that only start after you actually got bonded?"

"You know, Nagisa," he said, "a lot of these things are also just… symptoms of love."

He shuddered a somewhat heavy breath. "I know."

"In a sense, I'm happy that I got the chance to feel it even for just a little while. Just for once. I know at the time it felt like I was the happiest person in the universe."

Part of it sounded nice, but part of it sounded terrifying. His curiosity was squashed by that, though, at the very least. Eventually, he managed to get the conversation to drift again to less heavy topics. Which was fine, too, because even out of being in prison together, they got along on that kind of level. It was nice, to pretend as though he had nothing to worry about, just for a few moments. That was, until the door was very brashly swung open.

"Hey," Karma said, "Karasuma wants to talk with you."

Nagisa looked towards him. "He sent you?"

He shrugged. "Apparently I know where you are at all times."

Well, maybe that wasn't wrong. Truthfully, he and Karma had been spending a lot of time together recently. But Nagisa felt that pull, and it was hard to ignore. He did it without thinking, which made it difficult to stop. It wasn't as though he was any worse when it came to their training, at the very least. So maybe Nagisa didn't have a huge problem with it.

And then Nagisa realised something, "R-right. Yuu kun, this is Karma-"

"Yo," Yuu finger gunned from his bed.

Somehow, Karma managed to seem a little awkward. "How's it going?"

Yuu didn't take it as anything more than a greeting, looking back over to Nagisa instead. "You have to leave?"

"S-sorry," he looked down, "we didn't get to talk for long today. Have fun with your book!"

He smiled. "It's not like I have anything better to do."

"I don't know what he wants," Karma half complained, dragging his feet behind Nagisa once they were out of the room.

Nagisa thought about it. "It must be important, if he actually asked you."

"It's not like he came down looking for you," he explained, "did you know he has intercoms all over the place? Kind of creepy to imagine him sat up in his office, watching us."

"I'm sure Karasuma has better things to do. That's why he sent Yaiba san to babysit us."

"Hmm," Karma said, and then proceed to trap him against the wall with both arms, "I give it five minutes."

Nagisa found himself flushing. "I-I don't really want to find out."

He was sure Karma was only joking, because he'd never really been one for PDA. Maybe sometimes he could be a little clingy, but he knew where the line was. It wasn't like they had to be together all the time. He was just… trying to get a rise out of their old teacher. Nagisa really didn't think it was going to work, though. Surely…

But then Nagisa stopped thinking, because Karma was so close to him, and he was giving him that look, and his scent… Nagisa was already weak down to his knees. He stopped caring about being seen, instead moving up to give Karma the kiss he so clearly wanted. Karma moved one of his hands in favour of gripping him by the waist.

Nagisa was immediately hungry, wanting to kiss deep into Karma's core. A part of him would even be okay with taking it all the way right there and then, because how could he possibly care about what anyone else thought if they saw. Actually, with the way Karma's body started moving against his, it felt like that might actually become the reality.

"Please stop." Karasuma's voice sounded over the intercom.

Karma stopped kissing him. "Say, Karasuma Sensei, you don't have cameras in the bathrooms, right?"

Immediately Nagisa couldn't contain himself, shoving Karma away from him. Karma didn't seem offended in the slightest, though, in fact having the nerve to laugh innocently. He was enjoying this way too much, though from the sounds of it Karasuma wasn't going to bother replying again. He shouldn't have done it at all, though!

Then again… it wasn't as though Nagisa had made any attempt to actually stop him. Actually… he'd half initiated it himself. It was just so hard not to, when Karma looked at him the way he was. Nagisa still had his rationality, but it was like his base needs gagged and kidnapped the sensible version of himself, reserving it only for later judgement.

"Nagisa," Karma said slowly, calculated, "I know you're used to suppressants, but try and calm it down. Otherwise I will drag you into one of these laboratories, cameras or not."

Nagisa's breath had the nerve to hitch as he imagined exactly that. Before he forced himself to turn away. It was true, even if he was a little unused to actually controlling his scent, he had no excuse for just letting it fly off the handle. It was just… new to be around Karma like that when they were actually, well, Nagisa would still hesitate to say together. Infatuated, maybe. His internal omega wanted to be as close to the alpha he was with as possible, now that he knew that he could.

"What's wrong with us?" Nagisa just about had it in him to mutter, as he took off again.

"Hmm?" He followed in quick succession.

He almost cursed, before the pull to grab onto Karma's hand was just too much, not that he seemed to mind. "You don't think this is a little much?"

"…Do you?"

Nagisa winced. "I-I think a part of me likes it."

But then Karma's hand tightened around his, and a slight blush danced on his face. "Likes…"

"Being close with you," he clarified.

His shoulders relaxed. "Yeah, me too. I like it."

Nagisa looked up at him, then, and smiled brightly. It was so easy like this, like Karma was a futon he could bundle up in on a cold winter's day. Not that Karma was… furniture. Maybe that was a bad example. But it was that kind of feeling. Perhaps slightly ridiculously so, considering that Karma was far from the most stable of people.

"Go on," he said almost like he was in pain, as they reached the elevator. "You know Karasuma's not forgiving when he's on a schedule."

"Later," Nagisa nodded, and attempted to pull his hand out of Karma's grasp. Attempted, because Karma held onto him for a good twenty seconds, before finally letting up.

He didn't exactly feel bad about their distance, though, when he was finally alone and travelling up to meet Karasuma. In fact, he had a giddy kind of smile on his face the entire time, which he did his best to wipe away. This was clearly a serious situation, and giggling like a teenager with their first crush wasn't appropriate.

"I'm sorry for being late," Nagisa punctuated with a bow, and then realised two chairs were already being occupied by Kayano and Yada, whilst Karasuma was stood behind his desk. He kept his head lowered, and took the remaining seat.

Karasuma didn't waste time, and handed out what looked like some kind of case file to each of them. "I'm sorry for keeping you in the dark whilst we connected the threads of your leads. The rest of your group will be informed shortly, but for now it's vital that you understand as much of what we have as possible."

"Ohno?" Kayano read from the page. "Ohno Aku?"

"His employment records show he was an assistant to Yanagisawa during his time at Yukimura Pharmaceuticals," Karasuma explained. "During the time Korosensei was created."

Something in Nagisa's blood boiled. Of course they'd had a long time to process the horrors that had happened to Korosensei. Even if it had led to him becoming their teacher, and getting to meet them, nobody deserved to be tortured for months on end like that. Yanagisawa was clearly incredibly messed up, but it made him feel sick that someone could witness all of that and want to continue the research.

"Anyway," he continued, "he flew under the radar for quite some time, but now he's openly in development. It seems like he's planning to hold some kind of benefit for a new product he's launching. Thanks to a few documents we managed to gather, that seems to be the drug he's developed. The three of you will infiltrate the evening."

Yada leaned forwards. "What are our covers?"

"Kayano was actually already invited," Karasuma shot her a look, "Yada, we think you could impersonate an heiress."

"Got it," she nodded, and Nagisa could already tell the gears were spinning in her head.

Karasuma's eyes shifted to him. "You'll be Kayano's date."

They glanced at each other, and opened their mouths at the same time. "Huh?"

He looked between them seriously. "Irina insisted that you'll be a good choice for this mission, Nagisa. Finding a cover that worked was hard, but, you've accompanied Kayano to one of her film premiers before. It's not impossible that you might be an item. Or, failing that, close enough friends that she'd bring you to a formal event."

Nagisa looked at her. "Are you... okay with that?"

Kayano wore a brave smile. "If this is a big deal, then I doubt he'll have invited gossip magazines. But even so… there are worse people I could be seen with."

"In terms of our research," Karasuma said, "my reports are that there's definitely something foreign present in Yuu's system, but it hasn't been easy to comprehend. If, somehow, you can access this drug…"

"Got it," the three of them said in slightly determined unison.

Karasuma stood up. "You have until tomorrow evening to study your files to the best of your ability."

They were pretty much dismissed, with that. But Nagisa felt a proper fire coursing through him. Impersonating a prisoner was one thing, but that had been slow, garnering results that were incredibly helpful but were no major break through. This, right then, felt entirely different. Like Nagsia was really about to do something, to finally have his fight. Besides… with the way he'd ended up hurting Yuu, Nagisa was primed for some kind of revenge.

But first, he tried his best to calm his bloodlust. Unfortunately, Nagisa was the type of person who liked to focus in on his targets, so it was hard to put it out of his mind. He was itching already. Gripping the file in his hands, he knew there wasn't going to be a lot to stop him from ripping into it and reading as much as he could right away.

"We can do this," Kayano said to him, like quiet encouragement.

Yada, who was walking ahead, turned to smile at them. "We can work together and solve this, hm?"

Kayano had it in her to smile. "We'll be a kickass team."

"Well," Yada turned again, causing her pony tail to swish. "I'm going to go and read what I can right now, but we should figure something out tomorrow, before we leave."

"M-maybe I should do the same," Nagsia said, lower, directed to Kayano that time.

She nodded. "I'll catch up with you later, then."

Nagisa decided to head back to the sleeping dormitory, avoiding just about everyone on his way. It's not that he wanted to be antisocial, just that he needed focus. The more prepared he was, the better. So, Nagisa found his way into the room, and actually took a seat on the bed he'd been assigned to. Nagisa hadn't ever slept there, so he wouldn't go as far as to call it 'his bed'. It was just… Karma's scent was a little distracting as of late.

Mostly, the files were a more detailed run down of what Karasuma had said. Pretty much all the information they had on this Ohno guy, anyway. Nagsia didn't know why, but he did seem eerily familiar from the few photos of him that had been attached. If he was directly involved with his own experiments, and he was the man who had beaten Yuu… Nagisa felt his stomach turn.

"Kayano said she thought you walked in here," Karma sat himself down on the bed, having found him anyway.

Nagisa sighed, though not unkindly. "I wanted to read as much of is as possible… Did she tell you about our mission?"

"A little," he shrugged, and laid himself out beside him in a way that really made it hard for Nagisa to actually read. Then, to make matters worse, he decided to start tracing abstract patterns on his thigh.

"Karma, I'm trying to study this!"

"…Are you going to kick me out?"

"…No."

He grinned from ear to ear. "Then I'm not stopping you, am I?"

Nagisa closed his file, anyway. "I'll only be gone for an evening."

Sitting up to face him, Karma went a little more serious. "I know… You'll be careful, though."

"I wasn't planning on any different," Nagisa swallowed. "U-uhm, Karma, you know how I've been having those lessons..."

His expression was a little hard to read. "I'm pretty sure everyone noticed those."

He bit his lip. "What if I have to have to use them?"

"You're our number one assassin," he shrugged, "you'll do what you have to, right?"

"You don't… mind?" Not being able to bring himself to look at him, Nagisa turned his head. "I didn't tell you what happened at the prison. Not properly."

Karma tilted his head. "Oh?"

Nagisa cringed, but something inside him told him he had to. He didn't know why, exactly, but he wanted to be honest. Even if… there had been a bit of a delay. Eyes falling closed in memory, Nagisa started to explain what had happened with the guard, how kissing him had felt like the only choice right then, but most importantly he was sorry.

But Karma just shrugged again when he finished. "Alright."

"You're really fine with it?" Nagisa wrinkled his nose. He wasn't sure he'd be fine if Karma had just told him the same.

"Why wouldn't I be?" He seemed genuine. "You said, there wasn't really another choice, right?"

"B-but we agreed-"

"So you're trying to say you cheated on me, or something?"

He flinched hard at that word. "W-well, I wouldn't do that!"

Karma looked at him properly, then. "If they end up dead afterwards, then you can do what you have to." He cleared his throat. "It's what you want that matters more to me."

The files fell from the bed as Nagisa lunged, needing his fill right then. That was an easy question to answer, even if Karma hadn't actually asked. He gripped Karma by the shirt, holding him close as he kissed him a little messier than he'd intended. In fact, Nagisa half fell onto his lap, causing Karma (who hadn't had a chance to brace himself) to topple backwards too.

"You," he mumbled, partially hoping Karma wouldn't even hear him. "Just you."

He grinned, though, and wrapped his arms around Nagisa's neck, pulling him in properly. It was one of those kisses that didn't really have an ulterior motive, just filling Nagisa with a pure warmth. A kind of warmth that allowed him to melt into his arms and forget that anything else in the world was happening then, outside of that little bubble they created.

Until-

"-Okay guys this is getting a little ridiculous."