Ansatsu Kyoushitsu: To Tame a Demon
A/N: I'm very thankful for all the reviews and welcome to the tenth chapter! We're already here – but unfortunately I have some (bad?) news for you guys. I'm going to go to a break, at least for two weeks and that means no updates, including my other stories as well. The reason is pretty simple – school. I already have a test week coming in my school, and I need to study in peace. I think all of you know what I mean. Because of that, this chapter will be little longer than usually (not much though). But no worries, I'll be back! Two or three weeks, and I'm going to be back with a new update. Until then, I hope you'll enjoy this chapter and we'll see again!
D/C: I don't own anything from Ansatsu Kyoushitsu, I only own my own OC's.
**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The arc of Hunters**
Chapter 10
Karma's pov:
"I'm happy to hear that you really believe in Koro-sensei's victory", Nagisa said to me, smiling kindly. The fight between Koro-sensei and Itona was still going on, the octopus still losing. "I didn't even know you trusted him that much."
"Tch, it's not trusting", I sighed, shrugging my shoulders. "I just know he'll win - it's a fact, nothing more."
"How? I can't see him winning this at all", Sugino muttered nervously, but he was a lot calmer than few minutes ago.
"That shit-eating grin on Koro-sensei's face tells it all", I simply answered and Nagisa sweat dropped, while both Kayano and Sugino chuckled.
"You might be right about that, Karma", my master chuckled.
I was right – c'mon, when was I wrong? But anyway, the fight was going to end soon, which was a good thing, since it had been useless from the very beginning. I wasn't interested in science shit at all, so Shiro's tests didn't interest me a little bit. Okay, maybe they did, but seeing Itona fighting was not all that interesting, not anymore when I knew all of his weaknesses. It was sad but he was still pretty weak and just a kid. Maybe he was hundred years-old, but internally he was still a kid. Much more inexperienced than I or Koro-sensei. I was little concerned how Itona would end up after losing to Koro-sensei, because who knows what kind of sick experiments Shiro was going to do to him?
That was the only thing concerning me. What was Shiro's goal? What did he hope to accomplish by killing all Fire Demons? Peace? A better future? There's no such thing. Funny thing, humans could stay awfully positive in desperate situation, yet at the same time they could sink into despair and forget themselves completely. Such complicated beings.
My master sifted his pose and took something out of his pocket. It was a green rubber-knife, that I had seen with Karasuma-sensei before. It was one of those anti-sensei knifes, which could actually do damage on the octopus. This was pretty classified information, but our raven haired teacher had told us about these weapons the Hunter community had created. Karasuma-sensei and many other leading Hunters were thinking that someday, a monster like our homeroom teacher would appear and try to destroy Middle World. That was the second reason why Ritsu and Itona were here in the first place – to test out those new weapons. But why did Nagisa have an anti-sensei knife with him? I thought Karasuma-sensei had only few examples with him and didn't share them. Humans or normal demons weren't affected by these weapons, but Koro-sensei sure was. It was dangerous to carry those things around – though I doubted that the octopus would touch a one no matter what happened.
"Why do you have that?" I asked from Nagisa, who turned his gaze at me.
"I stole - I mean I borrowed it from Karasuma-sensei", he answered nervously and I let out an amused chuckle. "I wanted to have a better look at it, but I haven't been able to figure out what kind of rubber it is. I need to ask Okuda-san about it, she's better with these kind of things." Nagisa swung the knife around a bit, but suddenly we both realized that it was gone. Just gone.
"Wait wha- ", I turned my attention back to the fight, only to realize that Itona, for some reason, had lost few of his tentacles. This had stopped both the white guardian and the white haired boy, who seemed rather shocked by this matter. And he wasn't the only one, everyone from the audience was shocked to see this.
The reason for Itona's missing tentacles was the anti-sensei knife on the floor – like it would've gotten there just by itself. Sensei's face was empty, but even an idiot could tell he put it there. While I had been in deep thought, Koro-sensei had stolen the knife from Nagisa, put it in the floor and waited for Itona to launch an attack at him. If the knifes harmed Koro-sensei – why wouldn't they harm Itona as well? He did have tentacles just like Koro-sensei. It was amazing how Koro-sensei had managed to do so much in mere seconds, he's speed was truly something to admire.
And here I thought I was the monster… I thought, biting my lip nervously. Again something new I learned about my dear homeroom teacher. Every day really was a new lesson for me.
"When did he…?" Nagisa questioned, sweat dropping at the same time. He glanced at his empty hand and then at the knife on the floor. "That's just insane."
But the fight wasn't over yet, and Koro-sensei knew it. He suddenly grabbed Itona by his left ankle and threw him towards us – I was able to push both myself and Nagisa to the ground, when Itona flew over us and through the wall to the wet ground. It took a moment for the humans to comprehend what had happened, but I was up from the ground on the next second, eying the surprised demon carefully. Itona had no look on his face, he was too shocked to move.
"Well, this was unexpected…", I heard Shiro mumbled thoughtfully.
Koro-sensei chuckled, a mocking grin on his face. "Do not forget, Itona-kun, even though you're a demon, I have lot more experience than you. And in a fight, that can be the one thing, that decides the outcome", he said. "And now, as you can see, you've stepped outside of the ring – you lose, I win."
"He really did it…!" Maehara-kun let out a relieved sigh. "Thank god!"
The students all seemed to relax, including my master who I helped up from the ground. "You were right", he said to me. "Koro-sensei did win."
I gave him a cold grin. "If it's fights we're talking about; I know all about them. Itona obviously doesn't." I turned to look at the white haired demon again. His face was covered by shadows, but the dark bloodlust he was letting out told more than any words could ever – he was really pissed. "Don't let your guard down", I said to my master, who nervously glanced at Itona and then Koro-sensei, who (even though he didn't have any eyebrows) seemed to be frowning.
"I… lost?" the white haired demon muttered. He slowly lifted his gaze from the ground to look at Koro-sensei, his eyes wide and turning slowly black. They looked like two black holes in his head, filled with bloodlust and hatred – the whole being of a demon. It made my grit my teeth together. It was stupid of Itona to expose himself like this, to show his true self in front of humans. The white haired demon was trying to bring his demonic self from Hell to Middle World – meaning that he was trying to take his true demon form, with tail and possible horns. It was impossible for someone as weak as Itona to actually do something like that. It took a lot of spiritual-energy to open gates to Middle World, especially if the point was to transfer your whole self to here. "I LOST?!"
"Calm the fuck down", I growled. "You're going to use up all of your energy soon – do you actually have a death wish?"
"Shut up Fire Demon! Who asked from you anyway?!" Itona yelled at me, blasting angry electric waves at us, but they were blocked by a spell Karasuma-sensei had just put around the building.
"Weren't you taught to control yourself?" I asked.
"Taught?!" Itona growled. "Who would teach someone like me?! Don't you fucking forget – we're demons!" He was starting to lose himself into the madness. It was possible for a demon to lose itself, when the anger consumed it completely. Did Itona even know this? I was really starting to feel bad for the white haired demon. "All humans want from us is our power! You must realize this! They hate us – and that means we have to hate them too! And that's a fact." The white haired demon narrowed his eyes at me. "Or have you forgotten what happened when the first Satan was killed…?"
"Is it possible to forget when I hear about it every day?" I asked right back, earning an angry growl from Itona.
"Karma… what's he talking about?" Nagisa asked, questioning look on his face.
Humans didn't really know what happened in Hell after my grandfather was killed. While the Hunter community kept growing in Middle World, our world had been dying. It took two hundred years for my father to get things in order again and returned Hell back to normal. It had been terrible and I was lucky that I had been born few decades after this. Humans didn't know about this, they didn't know what they had done. That was one of the main reasons demons were so bitter now days and why my father was so fixated on killing every human possible. Every demon knew about this, no matter how young or how old – we were taught to hate humans.
"It was a massacre", my father had told me when I had been very young. "I had never seen Hell in such a desperate situation before. As Satan, I had to do something and I did – I fixed it all – but it took a while. We lost many comrades and some things will never be the same. I hope that humans will feel the same pain we did someday. Someday, I swear, I'll make them pay."
Demons didn't feel anything except anger, or that's what humans believed. But I had never seen my father so full of sorrow before the day he told me about this. And despite what I said, I had felt such great sadness too – it had felt suffocating and my chest had hurt so much. Then I had also realized why demons were so emotionless, or rather, why we wanted to be so emotionless.
No one wanted to go through such pain and I could very well understand why humans drowned themselves into the darkness rather than feel despair. But for them, it wasn't so easy to let go, they held on to the last breath – and that's what I admired in the humans the most. We demons, we were strong, yet weak from the heart. We didn't hold on; we didn't want to feel emotions like sadness.
Emotions… such pain in the ass, I thought, snapping back to reality.
"It's nothing", I answered my master, who was looking at me worriedly.
"It took you a while to answer – are you okay?" he asked.
"Like I said, it's nothing. Leave it at that, because that's all you're going to hear", I growled, feeling a bit annoyed. Humans didn't know when to just shut up and that was one of the things I especially hated in human beings.
"Stupid, isn't it?" Itona questioned, swinging his tentacles around. I noted that they were no longer colored white; instead they were pitch black. "It's stupid how humans try to understand demons, even though it futile. The moment we hit back or even show a glance of our true self, we're the ones wrong. I really hate humans – and I think you feel the same too, don't you, Fire Demon?" He narrowed his eyes at me, smiling smugly.
"Well, aren't you a bitter one", I sighed, trying my best to ignore his statement. Yes, I hated humans, but I hated demons too. "What got you so worked?"
Itona gritted his teeth together and lunged at me, but unlike before, he wasn't stopped by Koro-sensei – instead, the one who stopped him was Shiro. He lifted up his left hand and from inside his sleeve, he shot a bullet towards Itona so fast that no one could react, and the bullet hit Itona straight in the throat. Of course, because Itona was a demon, it didn't do much, but it had to hurt. The man dressed in white used some kind of tranquilized bullet to put the white haired demon down and so, Itona fell on the ground, sound asleep (though he looked dead).
"My deepest apologies", Shiro said as he walked to Itona, and lifted him up to his right shoulder. "It seems that Itona-kun wasn't exactly ready for school after all. I'll need to take him away and teach him at home for a while." The man dressed in white moved towards the hole in the wall: that Itona had happened to make when Koro-sensei had thrown him outside the building (or in this case, should I blame Koro-sensei for breaking the poor wall?). "But don't worry, we'll be back sooner or later – I still have to kill you, Koro-sensei."
The yellow octopus let out a thoughtful hum. "I don't think so", he said, stretching out one of his tentacle arms. "Itona-kun is now my student, so you should leave him. I am his teacher and I need to take care of him – and I have quite many questions for you too." The octopus grabbed Shiro by the shoulder, but his tentacle exploded when it met the white fabric.
"What the– ". I'm glad Koro-sensei didn't finish his sentence, since it wasn't appropriate for a teacher to curse.
"You can't lay a finger on my, or should I say, a tentacle", Shiro chuckled. "I'm sure you have a lot of questions, but now's not the time to answer them. We'll meet again, that's a promise. And maybe then, we can have a little longer talk. Of course, when we meet again, I'll kill you for good."
"Why do you want to kill Koro-sensei so badly?" I asked. Shiro turned slowly to look at me.
"Does the reason matter to you, demon?" he asked instead of answering.
"I'm just curious", I said, shrugging my shoulders.
The man dressed in white laughed, his voice sending shivers down my spine. The coldness in it was unnatural for a human, and it made me doubt – was Shiro a human or a demon, or maybe a half-demon?
"I can tell that", he said. "You Fire Demon are always so very curious – and you know what? I think that ultimately, that's exactly what gets you killed. We can't forget what happened a year ago, can we now?"
Wait – how does he know about that?! He wasn't involved in it, was he?! I was little shocked to hear Shiro say something like that. How did he know? Or was he just making things up? No, that's not possible… he's too confident. Did he actually know about Mayu?
"What do you know about that?" I asked, narrowing my eyes at the man dressed in white.
"Possibly even more than you", Shiro chuckled. "Don't get angry now – after all, I have the answers. You might want to keep me alive."
"As if I could kill you now", I growled, patting Nagisa on the head few times. "I'm tied to this idiot here – I can't just randomly kill people. Though, I wouldn't mind kicking your ass."
"For what would I deserve such punishment?"
"You're annoying", I bluntly answered. To that Shiro chuckled, once again, making me even more pissed. The fact that he stayed so calm… ugh, please just kill him already! My eyes traveled to the boy sleeping on Shiro's shoulder. Time to change subject. "Stop making those experiments on him, you're going to use him up."
"Are you concerned for Itona-kun's safety? I'm deeply touched by this. But unfortunately, I'll keep doing what I do. To develop a weapon strong enough to kill your kin… until I reach that goal, I wont stop", Shiro said. "Now, I have to keep going. Time flies, my friend. Until next time."
With that, he left and I didn't even try to stop him.
**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The arc of Hunters**
Nagisa's pov:
After the fight we left school, while Koro-sensei and the other teachers stayed behind to clean the mess up. I knew that with Koro-sensei's super-speed it wouldn't take long, so we students weren't really needed. The rain had finally stopped, but it was everything was still wet and that made Karma grumpy as hell. The red head was muttering something in a different language so I didn't understand, but it was possible that he was cursing everything - or at least that's what it felt like. We had just passed the main campus, and were now walking towards the bus-stop. Because it seemed like it was going to rain again soon, I decided to use bus instead of train, so we didn't have to walk so much. Call me lazy, but hey, I was thinking of Karma, who hated water. I didn't need him to get any more pissed than he was.
I wondered what Itona had meant when he had mentioned the time after the first Satan was defeated. Not only that, I wondered what Shiro's deal was. Why was he so interested in Koro-sensei, how was he linked to the tentacles and what did he know about Karma?
Well, obviously more than I did.
"Hey, Karma… I know you don't like talking about your past, but what was that all about?" I asked from the red head nervously. The golden eyes turned to look at me in surprise. For a moment we walked in silence, as Karma seemed to think an answer for me.
"You know how it's better to keep some things in the dark than bring them into the light?" he said quietly, golden eyes getting emptier. He turned to look at the ground, which made him look really sad. It made me feel guilty for a second, but mostly, I felt sadness too. I hated to see him like this - demons weren't supposed to feel sadness. Even though, I wanted to make Karma feel all kind of different things, I didn't want for him to feel sadness. But maybe it was essential, because it was a feeling too.
"Yeah?"
"It's like that", he mumbled. "And you're right, I don't want to talk about any of it." We arrived to the bus-stop and few minutes, later, it started to rain. I didn't know did the bad weather or the tense atmosphere make things gloomy, but what ever it was, I wished for sun to come out. "Argh, I hate rain…" the red head standing next to me growled, sighing at the same time.
"I guess it doesn't rain so much in Hell, does it?" I chuckled, hoping that no one heard our quiet conversation. But there were only five other students at the bus-stops, two talking so loudly that I didn't need to worry about them, two others listening to music and one standing so far away that he couldn't possibly hear us.
Karma gave me an amused glance. "Depends where you are, but no, not really."
"What's Hell like?" I curiously asked. The red head turned to look straight ahead, humming thoughtfully. He tilted his head a little and seemed to look for a good answer.
"Well, it's a big place. Probably bigger than Middle World", he finally told me. Then the bus came and we walked in, sat down, Karma next to the window. "We have these different districts for every element, so I guess it rains a lot in the Water District. I've spend almost my whole life in the Fire District and for obvious reasons I don't go to the Water District, so I'm not sure."
"Is Fire District your home?"
Karma stared out of the window, watching the water drops hit the glass. "I guess so…" he answered. "Home or not, it's the only place for me. But it can be a pretty boring place too, since there aren't so many of us Fire Demons left. Normal demons don't come to there, because that's where Satan lives."
"It seems that you don't have such a good relationship with your father", I stated the obvious.
Karma chuckled. "Can't decline that, but demons weren't born to play family."
For the rest of the bus trip we were quiet. When we finally reached my place, the rain had already stopped. Call it luck. We stepped out of the bus and I stopped to watch it leave behind the corner before turning towards my house. I knew that mother wasn't home just yet, which was a good thing, since now Karma could be in his human-form. My mother had yet to know about him being a Fire Demon, and I honestly wanted to keep it that way. I know I had already mentioned this, but seriously, the less she knew, the better. What would she say if she knew that I had an another guy sleeping in the same room with me - also in the same bed to be exact. Though, Karma was always in his cat-form at my house, so I didn't really care did he sleep on top of me at night or at the floor. As long as he stayed in my room, I was fine with everything.
I opened the door and stepped in first, Karma following me right away. He magically made his shoes disappear as I took of my own. I didn't know how he always did it, but he had always clean clothes and could make them disappear too. Did he have an another dimension for his clothes or something?
"Mom's not home right now, so how about we eat something?" I suggested as we walked deeper into the house. It was quiet and pretty dark inside, but by putting the lights on, it started to feel a little bit more like home. Though, that place had never truly been a home to me. Not when it had always made me feel little suffocating and desperate. I had thought about running away a hundred of times, but I always chickened out. But at least I had a roof above my head now, and so did Karma - which was a good thing when the weather was like this. "After eating we could do our homework."
"Sure, whatever", Karma nodded. We entered the kitchen together, just to see the fridge empty. I let out a sigh, while Karma was trying to hold his laughter inside.
"It seems we need to go to the grocery-store first", I sighed. "And after that, mom's going to be home… tch, let's go. I'll leave a note for my mother. Maybe we can grab something to eat while we go." With that, I took some money with me, wrote a small letter for my mother and left the house with Karma. The red head said nothing as we walked through the crowded streets towards a small grocery-store close by my house. We were seriously lucky that it wasn't raining, otherwise Karma would've probably put up a fight before leaving the house.
"This day sure is full of things to do", I muttered, slightly annoyed. Karma gave me an questioning look, before shrugging his shoulders.
"I don't know about that", he said. "To me, it's been pretty boring. The fight between Koro-sensei and Itona was a nice break out of this 'normal life'."
"Everyone has a different opinion", I said, nodding to the red head. "I wonder, did you pay attention at class today?"
"Not really", was the honest answer I got.
"I knew it", I chuckled. "But anyway, tomorrow should be interesting - we'll start training for real. Koro-sensei said that we'll be concentrating on how to put our demons powers into use. Maybe I could finally learn how to fight with you."
"It's going to take more than a one lesson to do that", Karma pointed out.
"I know. But we're just getting started. I'll get better and I'm ready to learn more - it would be great to learn how to fight with you, instead of just making you kill everyone that crosses us."
"I suppose so…" Karma mumbled.
After few minutes of walking, we reached the grocery-store. It seemed to be pretty empty, which was weird in a hour like this, but I guessed it was a better thing for me and Karma. We went inside and then I started to look for different groceries, while Karma just followed me with interested. I had never taken him to a grocery-store before and I didn't think Hell had any - so this had to be a new experience for Karma.
I had a grocery-list with me, so finding the different foods and other things wasn't so hard. "Could you go and find this for me?" I asked from Karma, who turned to look at the list in my hands.
"Milk…? Yeah, sure", he nodded and looked around the store. There were only few others in there, so it was pretty quiet and that seemed to make the red head a little nervous. Did he sense something? "Which way?" he asked from me and I told him to go straight forward and then turn to right - the milk should be right around there. Karma left without an another word and so I was alone.
The fact that Karma seemed rather nervous made me feel nervous too, and maybe a little paranoid as well. Had Karma noticed something I hadn't? I wouldn't honestly be too surprised if he had. C'mon, we're just shopping groceries. What could go wrong? I thought to myself, trying to calm my nerves down. Karma would soon notice my nervousness, if he already hadn't. I looked around the store - what was taking Karma so long? Was it possible that he had already gotten himself lost? The store wasn't that big, so it wasn't possible. But I was done gathering the other groceries, so why not go and look for the red head?
As I walked towards the milk shells (A/N: I do not know is that the right word for it), I already saw a familiar mob of red hair. I let out a relieved sigh and walked towards the red haired person. "Kar- oh wait", I said, taking a better look at the red haired person. That's not Karma! Inwardly, I hit myself, while from the outside, I was probably bright red from embarrassment.
The red haired person standing close by was at least a head taller than Karma and he was already a grown-up adult. Maybe in his twenties. He was wearing a long stylish coat and seemed to be quite interested in milk. But he had heard me and so he turned around to look at me. He had sharp mercury-golden eyes, just like Karma and pale skin. There was a cold look on his face, and the red hair seemed to glow a little. The man stared down at me for a moment, like he would've waited for me to talk.
Like he probably did. "I'm sorry, I thought you were my friend", I apologized nervously. With that, I walked away, back to where I came from. The man stayed behind, but I could feel his burning gaze on me.
It was scary how much he looked like Karma. I mean, he was exactly like my demon, except few years older! That was how the grown-up Karma would look. But the man had had a lot more colder look in his eyes than Karma had and seriously, even though he seemed rather scary, I hadn't sensed any danger from him. And Karma practically screamed trouble wherever he went.
"Nagisa…?" a familiar voice asked from behind me, making me jump and almost scream aloud. I turned around to see Karma standing behind me, a milk carton in his right hand. He gave me a questioning look, seeing how nervous I was. "What's wrong? You okay?"
"Um… I just though that I saw you - I mean, nothing's wrong!" I stuttered. "Let's just go now." I walked past the red haired boy, who followed me after a moment.
"Are you sure nothing's wrong?" he asked.
Just when did you start caring so much? I questioned him in my mind.
"I don't", was the answer I got and I smacked myself inwardly again. I always forgot that he could read my mind when needed. "But you're acting weird. Did you see a ghost or something?"
A ghost of you maybe, I answered in my mind.
"Me?" he said aloud.
"I'll tell you after we get outside." And that seemed to be enough for Karma to shut up.
When we finally stepped out of the grocery-store, I felt like I was able to breath again. After meeting the other red haired person, I had felt little suffocating, even though, the guy hadn't seemed like a bad one. But I wasn't all that good when it came to judging people. I picked up a quicker pace and headed towards home. I just had it for this day - no more weird things, thank you very much.
"So, what's up?" Karma asked. "What did you see? Because it's actually possible that you saw a ghost. You know, those kind of demons do exist…"
"No, that's not it", I bluntly said, earning a curious look from Karma. "I saw a man. A man who looked exactly like you, exception being the fact that he was taller and older. But he had the same eyes and the same hair…"
Karma stopped walking for a moment, glancing back at the grocery-store. I stopped too, to give a questioning look to the red head, who said nothing. His eyes were empty as he stared at the lonely looking store, which was awfully small between the other big buildings. I didn't understand the look on Karma's face, but maybe it was sadness and fear…? I wasn't sure.
"What's wrong?" I asked.
The red head blinked few times, before turning back to. He let out a sigh and started walking. "Nothing", he mumbled. "It's just weird that you saw someone like me - red hair and golden eyes stand out."
"Is your hair natural?" I asked, changing the subject.
Karma gave me an annoyed look. "Of course it is! Is your hair natural?" he retorted and I laughed a little.
"Yeah. You know how my mother has blue hair too? Her hair is just darker than mine", I said. The red head shrugged his shoulders at that. "I've been wondering for a while now, but why are your eyes so sharp? And why are the so cat-like?"
"Cat-demons are few of the oldest ones, they say that my grandfather created the first one", Karma told me. "We've lived years with them and few Fire Demons - like I - can change their forms to a one. I mean, every demon-king can change form, but only few can take a form of a cat. You could say that it's a sacred creature for us. My eyes might seem little cat-like to you, and that's solely because of my ability to take a cats form. I switch forms quite lot, so sometimes some of the features stay." Karma gave me a cold grin. "Example being my cat-form, its fur is red and it has golden eyes like I do. And in my human-form, my eyes seem a little cat like. And I do see better than normal humans."
"Oh, so you see in the dark as well as a cat?"
"Every demon does", Karma sighed. "We live in the dark."
And so we continued our carefree talking until we reached my home. It was funny how easily Karma fit into our class and my life, to be exact. It was like he would've been the missing piece from the beginning. I couldn't even remember exactly what my life before him had been, even though, we had known each other only for a month now. Karma somehow… made me feel a little special. Like I had finally been able to do something big. And whenever he smiled to me, even if it was only a small or cold smile, I got the feeling I was able to help him.
As I looked at the red head who would soon change his form, I just had to appreciate the fact that he had been the one I had summoned. I liked every part of him, from his red hair, to golden eyes and the dark-humor. From his sharp tongue to the warmth of his flame. I wished that no one would ever take him away from me, because Karma was certainly the best thing that had ever happened to me.
I wanted to hold onto him, for as long as I could.
When I opened the door to my home, Karma changed into his cat-form and walked inside before me. I, for some unknown reason, stopped for a second to check if someone was following us. It wasn't like I would've had the feeling, but you know - sometimes humans can be pretty paranoid.
There was a small, really small park across the street opposite of my home. I saw a small glance of red fur as I stared at the park, like there would've been some animal there, watching us.
A red fox, that's what I though I saw.
**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The arc of Hunters**
Karma's pov:
It was night, around three am and Nagisa was in deep sleep, and so was his mother. I could hear her silent snoring through the walls. I was lying on top of Nagisa in my cat-form, enjoying the warmth Nagisa's body radiated (not that I was cold, but I just liked warm places). But now that everyone was sleeping and I was wide awake, I could just take my true from and have a little chat with certain someone.
I jumped off from the bed and when I landed on the floor, I was in my human-form again. I knew how to be soundless and keep my breathing so quiet, that no human was able to hear it. Pros of being a demon.
I stood up in the dark room and glanced out of the window. There was a lonely streetlight next to Nagisa's house, and under the light was sitting a red furred fox. The animal seemed harmless, just sitting there, staring in front of itself. The fox's fur was cleaner than a normal one's was, since this one didn't go around trash, searching for food. It had blazing golden eyes and unfortunately, I knew who it was.
I let out a silent sigh and opened the window as quietly as possible. There was at least six meters fall to the ground, but it didn't affect me a bit. I left the window open so I could get back as well, and I hoped Nagisa wouldn't decide to wake up all of a suddenly.
The night air was fresh and cold, making me shiver against my will. But soon enough I had my warm aura surrounding me again. Then I walked towards the fox, that still sat under the light, completely ignoring me.
"How long are planning to just watch?" I asked once I was standing three meters away from it. Slowly, the fox turned its golden eyes towards me and in a blink of an eye, instead of the fox, there was standing a red haired man - the exact replica of me (or should I say that I was the exact replica of him, since he was older?), except taller and older.
The man let out a sigh. "For as long as I've found a way to cut that chain connecting you to the human boy."
Kazuo sounded the exact same he had before - cold and little bit annoyed. He hadn't changed at all in a month, but a mere month meant nothing to a demon especially in Hell.
"I thought you had it already figured out."
Kazuo let out a cold chuckle, eyeing me carefully. "Not yet, since father told me not to use any spiritual weapons. Or not just yet… we'll see about it later. I'm trying to find an opening, Karma. When your master is at his weakest, all I need to do is make him cut the contract. I could kill him too… but you know I'm not like that."
Thank the God - if there was a one - for that.
"You seem to be doing fairly well, even though you've been chained to a human", Kazuo continued, walking to me until he was standing just a meter away. It was annoying that he was a head taller than I, and so, he looked down at me. It had always pissed me off. "I hope you haven't started to actually care for the human boy - or the other humans in your so called class."
"You don't need to worry about that", I answered coldly. "Just make sure someone wont notice you watching - it's a school for Hunters after all."
"Hmph, I think you're the one who has more things to worry about. If you let that human tame you, you'll end up like Mayu", Kazuo hissed, narrowing his eyes at me. Oh, how I would liked to kick him right now. "If you plan on continuing your little rebellious-state, maybe you shouldn't stay at the same place for so long. It's not wise, even an idiot like you should know that."
"Are you actually lecturing me?" I asked, feeling now slightly more irritated than before. "Right now?"
"You're the one turning this into a lecture."
"Yeah, right. You have to be fucking kidding", I muttered under my breath, earning an angry glare from Kazuo.
"The fuck you're using such language, Karma. Just when did you learn to speak like that", he said.
"Look who's talking, idiot", I pointed out. Why was he talking to me like I would a little kid? So annoying!
Kazuo tilted his head a little, before sighing once again. "Middle World sure is changing you - are you sure that's a good thing? Once some upper Hunter hears about you, a Fire Demon, being in school, they'll come running. They'll catch you, do their sick experiments and then they'll kill you. Karma, they're going to torture you." Kazuo sounded a bit worried, but I tried to ignore it. Still, I couldn't help but think of Itona, who would probably end up dead, if he stayed with Shiro.
"You're thinking of that Lightning Demon, aren't you?" Kazuo suddenly asked, earning a surprised look from me. "I was watching the whole time. It's pretty pathetic really. A demon like Itona to be caught be a human… did I remember his name right?" I nodded slowly.
"I also find your homeroom-teacher, that yellow octopus quite interesting", Kazuo continued, his eyes becoming colder. "I wonder… a weapon like him - how hard would it be to kill him?"
I surprised myself when I reached out to actually slap Kazuo right on the cheek. He was also too surprised to move after that, while I just stared at my hand and then his face. Just why did I do that? Why did I suddenly slap Kazuo? He didn't say anything that should trigger my anger… yet I felt angry. The next words leaving my mouth explained it.
"Don't", I said, and it felt like it wasn't even me talking. "Don't kill him."
Kazuo raised his right hand to touch the place I had hit, but I wasn't worried about him getting hurt. A weak slap like that would never actually do damage on Kazuo - well, exception being his pride. He narrowed his eyes before letting out a snort. "Look at you, Karma", he growled, grabbing my hand and pulling me up a little. "You're already becoming attached to them. And you said you didn't care. That was bullshit, wasn't it?"
"It wasn't!" I responded, trying to get Kazuo let go off me, but the power difference between the two of us was pretty big. Even though I kicked him straight to his chest, he didn't even flinch. You and your asshole powers! I cursed in my mind. "Let go!"
Kazuo stared at me for a moment, waiting for me to stop the resisting, before he let go of my hand. I took few steps back, eyeing the older demon angrily. "I think you should head back inside now", my brother said coldly. "Your dear master will notice you absence soon - especially now that you got so angry. He should feel it too." I could see how annoyed he was, because this time, I would still slip through his fingers. Gotta say, Nagisa was useful sometimes. But for how long would it last, until Kazuo would find a way to sever the contract or when would he get bored and just kill Nagisa?
"Tch! Whatever", I growled turning away from Kazuo and the lonely streetlight. Nagisa's window was still open and I sensed no movements from inside. A second passed and when I turned to look behind myself, Kazuo was already going. I saw him walk away in his fox-form, away from the light.
It always ended like this - the other one would leave. We didn't have a relationship like I had with Mayu, Kazuo didn't care and neither did I. But it still felt sad to watch him go, especially when he was the only one I had. Everyone else went and died on me.
Stop it right now! I said in my mind, slapping myself inwardly. Caring will make you weak! I don't need him…
After Kazuo was completely out of my sight, I climbed back to Nagisa's room, closing the window after me. The bluenette was still sound asleep. He looked unnaturally calm and nice in his sleep, like the problems of this world wouldn't be bothering him at all. That was the deep and peaceful slumber of dreams, after all.
Too bad, dreams would never be reality.
End of chapter 10
**Ansatsu Kyoushitsu**The arc of Hunters**