"I saw that," a blonde headed girl called out, her face adorned with a knowing smirk.
"Saw what?" A red head lazily asked as he looked up from the magazine he was reading.
As if everything should make sense, Rio continued to give him a mischievous grin, "That."
"What are you talking about, Nakamura?"
She scooted closer; and in a hushed voice, she answered, "You were obviously checking that girl out, weren't you? Ha!"
For another moment, Karma was left in a confused state. He really was feeling lazy that day, and seeing as Nakamura was set on annoying him, he might as well play along. "Yeah, as if I can check out something that doesn't exist."
Nakamura was stunned for a moment, but laughed out loud due to the sheer bluntness her male friend has. It was too funny that she ended up gasping for air.
"You're really having fun," he deadpanned.
"That's because you're too blunt! That's mean, you know!" Nakamura said between her gasps. Karma only looked at her in amusement.
"You're accusing me of checking someone out—that's mean you know." The statement made Nakamura burst to another fit of laughter. "Let's go," he said, while practically dragging the hysterical blonde outside the café.
When Nakamura calmed down, they made their way through the bustling street.
"Do you even get turned on?" The out-of-the-blue question made Karma choke on his saliva.
"What the hell are you saying, Nakamura?"
She hummed before responding, "Well, for someone with your bloodlust, I just thought if you ever get turned on without the sight of blood, you know—that kind of stuff."
He creased his brows; that was weird. "That's a secret, Nakamura," he winked.
"You're weird!" She laughed once again. "Sometimes, I wonder why you're my friend."
This earned a chuckle from the red head, "Sometimes, I wonder, too."
They continued to talk animatedly as they walk through the crowds. The friendship that started from a common bloodlust during their Class 3-E days, they maintained a dangerous partnership which freaks out their other friends even through the years.
"Karma…" Nakamura trailed off. After hearing Karma's approving hum, she continued, "Are you gay?"
The red head suddenly stopped walking, staring ghastly at the blonde as if she grew another head. "Nakamura, what the hell?"
Fearing for her life all of a sudden, she attempted to save herself. Really, she wasn't supposed to ask that out loud. "Wait, let me explain!" She released a giggle she was holding back earlier to calm herself, "It's just that you still don't have any girlfriend ever since Kununigaoka!"
"…And that's your basis?"
"Not really, but hey! We were all rooting for you and Okuda; we even thought that you like her because of the voting thing you boys did!" She stopped as if realizing something, "…Or maybe, you swing the other way?"
Karma stared at her in silence which only frightened the blonde. Calling to all deity she knows, Nakamura silently prayed for her life, closing her eyes in the process.
However, all her worries disappeared when she heard a chuckle. Peeking at the man she offended, Nakamura saw an amused expression on him. He was chuckling! She's not dead!
Before the blonde can even react, Karma ruffled her hair and walked pass her. "You're crazy, Nakamura."
To say that the blonde was stunned was an understatement. Releasing the breath she didn't notice she held, she ran to catch up with the taller man.
"Hey! So you won't answer me?"
She began to annoy the taller man by constantly poking his side. He, on the other hand, wouldn't budge even if she has been trying to make him speak for the last ten minutes.
Swiftly, he leaned closer to her like a snake seizing up his prey. Karma closed off their distance to the point that she can see the freckles on her face.
Startled, she unconsciously stepped back. Staring directly at his golden, sharp eyes. Before she can even react, Karma flicked her forehead lightly.
Feeling the tension leave her body, Rio let out another laugh.
"Come on, Karma! Just answer me." She pushed for the last time. Really, she just want to know if someone with that level of bloodlust can even have a different kind of lust. Secretly, she also wants to know the reason for Karma's single status.
The red head pinched the bridge of his nose, "I'm not gay, Nakamura. I thought you knew me well enough now," he teased, sending a smirk.
"Then, how come you're still single? Girls literally throw themselves at you; heck, some of them even think your sadistic side is hot?"
Chuckling, he answered Nakamura's mystery, "Are you jealous?"
Upon saying that, Nakamura immediately threw a punch to his arm. "I'm not!" Though the pink tint didn't go unnoticed to the red head's sharp eyes.
He smirked to himself, "I don't like them." Karma walked off, "They girl I like thinks I'm gay," he added nonchalantly—leaving a tomato-faced Nakamura stunned in the middle of the street.
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