Disclaimer: Hurm, Assassination Classroom is still own by Matsui Sensei and I'll be watching from the side with envious look. Humph.
Title: Umbrella
Setting: A flash of memory came into surface back when both of them were young.
Characters: Karma Akabane, Okuda Manami and Koro Sensei
She stood under the rain unfazed for a second there because the presence of someone lying on the road is new to her. Her mind was quickly absorbing the scene and conducting an explanation regarding the scene which happened in front of her. When someone was lying helplessly in the middle of road with things scattered everywhere, one might think it's a hit and run accident but no sign of anything that showed a presence of car.
Since the road is rarely used, not even a single soul saw or heard anything. This road was hidden behind an old factory mill and facing the sea.
Discarding her purple umbrella behind her, she dragged her feet with careful steps towards him. Upon closer inspect, she noticed a bruise and cut on his face probably from the fight he might got involved into.
She even noticed he had an astounding color of hair – red although it was totally hidden underneath his knit cap. With all her might, she pulled him aside underneath a big tree for temporary shelter. She went back to the road to retrieve his stuff when she realized the raining has stopped pouring.
Her lips twitched upward.
Rummaging through her bag, she found a pack of plaster for emergency case and a handkerchief. She took her time by tending the young boy whom she suspected in the same age as her.
"Who could have done this to you?" She murmured while applying the plaster on his forehead.
Not long after that, the red-haired boy awake and furiously glancing everywhere and stopped at a person who was reading a thick book which was unusually for a young girl like her.
"Who are you and what am I doing here?" He said in firm voice causing the young girl to jolt from her reading and staring at him with alarmed expression.
She pouted. "You could ask in a bit undemanding voice though. You startled me. My name is…"
Okuda abruptly awake from her sleep. She was unaware of a familiar black jacket which covered her while she was asleep in infirmary room. Her eyes darting everywhere inside the room and noticed a flash mob of red-haired beside her bed snoring softly.
"What happened?" She asked to no one but a particular voice answer her question.
"You fell from the stairs, Okuda-san while holding a box of papers to dispose. Karma-kun here saw you but didn't manage to save you from the fall. You shouldn't expose yourself in danger again. If you need any help in bringing heavy luggage, just call out your male classmates and they would be happier to help or your teacher, okay Okuda-san?" Her homeroom teacher, Koro sensei stood proudly next to her bed post with his large, wide smile.
The bespectacled girl bobbed her head. Her cheek smeared with blushing red. "I'm sorry for causing such trouble. Was it you who bringing me here?" She looked up to see her teacher but he was already gone.
She sighed. "Guess not." That is when she sensed a stir to her right where her partner in crime sleeps with his head on the edge of bed. She greeted him with a faint smile.
"Hello."
Karma's eyes diluted for a second before returning back into normal. "You're awake. How's your injury?"
"I'm good, I think. How about you? Aren't your neck sore from sleeping in that position? Why wouldn't you lie down on the empty bed next to mine?" His next response causes her to blush even deeper.
"Well, I want to be the first person you saw when you awake." He smirked. His gaze went from her face to the window pane near the teacher's desk. His eyebrow rose in curiosity. "It's raining."
Okuda followed his gaze and nodded in agreement. "Heavily poured I must say. Too bad I didn't bring my umbrella with me. The weather forecast didn't say it's going to rain this week." She complaint and playing with her finger. She looked up from her finger and saw him chuckled.
"I do bring umbrella though but we have to share."
"That's Karma-kun for you – always prepared for incoming encounters."
Once they reached the main door, Karma pulled out a very familiar umbrella out of his bag. He purposely wiggles around more than he need and smirked triumphantly when he noticed her knowing expression.
"That's my umbrella!" Okuda exclaimed in surprised. She recognized the purple butterfly pattern because it was limited edition and she has been bugging her parents to buy it for her birthday present. "How do you get it? I'm pretty sure it was lost during my way home from school. It was around elementary school or was it much earlier than that?"
Karma sniggered. "I didn't know Okuda-san could be this forgetful. Can't be help because I was transferred to another elementary school at Tokyo before I came back here following my parents work. This umbrella was left behind after you tend my wound. I was being ambushed by a group bully because of my nature hair. If I remember correctly, it was raining at that time – like now. But you were already gone home before I've got a chance to give you back the umbrella you throw behind. Was it I'm too good-looking for you to help?" He teased her but she retorted back with a playful smack on his right shoulder.
"No wonder your face was very familiar when you transferred to 3E class. You're that kid who used reprimanding tone despite I was just helping you back then. And no, I didn't help you because you're good looking but it was my nature to help people who in need of help." She sticks her tongue out playfully.
"Oh my! Okuda-san here has been eloquently expressing her feeling. Good to hear that. Since I've been holding this umbrella for years, technically, it was mine." He opened the umbrella and pulling her along while they were crossing the rain.
Ignoring the heat emitted from her friend, she retorted back with a playful remark. "Since you've said so. Thus, you wouldn't mind if anyone saw you with this purple umbrella right? I mean if it was plain at the first place but with glowing butterfly pattern, people might think otherwise about your taste."
Karma snickered. "You're sure has never enough of idea to retort back, eh Okuda-san?"
Okuda smiles proudly. "Well, I learned from the best."
