Nagisa knew that Karma's mother was the exact opposite of him. He learned from experience from meeting her when she rarely was home from trips and such. Ah, too bad he failed to warn his bespectacled friend.

It all started with a simple study session. Karma willingly agreed to tutor his poison glasses on some poetry and short story term s for an upcoming test. Unable to stay after in the class, for all the teachers were to be at a scheduled faculty meeting, the red head invited her over to his house.

The two strode along the calm streets as the sun set. Manami was nervously stumbling on and off the narrow sidewalk and onto the biking lane. She was anxiously pondering on what she would say to her friend's mother. She wasn't well equipped in these situations. Soon, they arrived at an average looking yellow house. The gravel paved path led up to brown door and the grass was cut, as if someone had been tending to them. Taking out a small silver key, Karma unlocked the door.

Click

"I'm home~," drawled out Karma, stretching his arms and taking off his shoes. Manami took her shoes off as well and put them aside so no one would be bothered by them. Suddenly, footsteps came from the kitchen. A woman that looked to be in her late 40s or early 50s appeared. She had red hair that reached her back, but unlike Karma, she had warm grey eyes. Manami figured that his father must've had mercury ones. Suddenly, her shy violet orbs met the warm grey ones.

"Why Karma," gasped the woman, "You didn't tell me you were bringing a girl over." Manami could've sworn that she saw Karma avert his glance. She also noticed that his mother's voice was laced with excitement. She gulped.

"We're studying for a test," replied Karma casually, stuffing his hands into his pockets, "I asked Nagisa, but he had a date." The image of a green haired girl flashed into both their minds.

"Why, Nagisa has grown quite a lot since the last time he came over," stated his mother, nodding her head nostalgically, "Come and take a seat." She started motioning Manami towards a green couch. "Karma, could you brew your guest some tea?" Complying, he walked into the kitchen…which was at the opposite side of the house.

"Uh…s-sorry for intruding…um….Akabane-san," stuttered Manami getting nervous. The older woman only smiled, "I'm Okuda Manami, Karma's classmate."

"You can call me Kazuna," she replied, flashing a warm smile that resembled Karma's, "Thank you for taking care of my son."

"O-ok!" stuttered Manami. Then panicking, she said, "No, no! It's actually Karma-kun that's been taking care of me since almost day one! I didn't really have anyone that shared an interest of chemistry with me, but he offered to help and um….I'm really grateful!" Realizing what she just had said, the girl blushed. Kazuna chuckled.

"Well it's only natural for him to take interest in things where he can use them for pranks," laughed Kazuna, "I swear, he's absolutely the same as his father. When he was little, he took joy in adding salt into my tea!" Her grey eyes looked worn and tired. Nostalgic. Manami giggled a bit.

"Karma-kun likes to prank other classmates," Manami said smiling, hoping that Kazuna would feel better, "He's really smart too!"

"I'm not home often," replied Kazuna, "But I remember that he used to say that he was going to play video games, but the next morning I walk into his room and find him fast asleep with books piled sky high on his desk! Honestly, that boy has nothing to be ashamed of with studying!"

"He's really smart," repeated Manami, "He made Tuesdays my favorite days. We usually stay after together to study or work on his pranks." Although she didn't see it, Kazuna's eyes shone with mischief.

"Just the two of you?" the woman asked politely. Manami nodded. "Why…Karma never showed interest in staying late at school. Do you two talk often?"

"Yeah," replied Manami smiling, oblivious to any evil intention, "We sit next to each other in class and usually do projects together. We're always lab partners and during lunch, we sit under the tree. He really likes relaxing under the shade." Manami thought that Kazuna only wanted to know more about her son due to her constant absence.

"What do you think about Karma?" asked Kazuna. Manami looked taken aback, but she complied to answer since she was in Kazuna's house.

"Uh…hmmm," thought the girl, "Well, I think Karma-kun likes to act cold, but is actually really kind and caring. He's really good at seeing through people." Manami laughed a bit, for he was really good seeing through her especially.

"Karma!" called out Kazuna. Moments later, the younger red head walked in with green tea. "I didn't know you two were dating!" Manami looked like as if she wanted to crawl under the coffee table and hide.

"We're not," answered Karma flatly, "We're just…classmates." Kazuna almost sighed.

"But when I got here yesterday, I asked you about the scarf you were wearing when you walked in! You never liked scarfs, but you said that Manami-chan made it for you!"

"Kaa-san," mumbled Karma, blushing the slightest bit. Regaining his care-free composure, he stated, "Let's go up to my room to study Okuda-san! I don't want to bother kaa-san!" Kazuna looked very unsatisfied.

"Karma, the least you could do is call her by her first name," scolded Kazuna, "She's always calling you 'Karma-kun' and yet, you can't even muster a, 'Manami-chan'!?"

"Fine," grumbled Karma, the slightest bit irritated, "Let's go up and study Manami-chan~!" Manami blushed and so did Karma, but she didn't seem to notice.

"O-ok Karma-kun," stuttered Manami. As she followed him up, Kazuna decided that it'd be the perfect time to trip the girl. Manami felt herself stumble and fall. Swiftly, Karma grabbed the girl into his arms. It was almost a hug.

"A-ah…thank you Karma-kun," mumbled Manami, face turning to the brightest shade of red. Kazuna merely smirked.

"Remember to invite me to the wedding~!" she cried, "You two are just too cute~!"

Yup…Kazuna was the total opposite of Karma.

And she was also a bit too much of a shipper…if that was even possible.