Yet~ (Karma Akabane x f!Reader)

The characters are slightly older in this than in the anime. More of high school students than middle schoolers.
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Enjoy~

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"-or I'll punch that stupid grin off your face!"
"Oh? (Name)-chan~ Such big words~ Willing to back them up?"

The rest of the E class sighed at the scene before them. (Name) and Karma were constantly getting into arguments but before it ever got to the violent aspect (which they were all secretly anticipating) Koro-Sensei would intercept.

Now, (Last Name) (First Name) was your ordinary, run-of-the-mill girl.
That is, if you're Akabane Karma.
Oh, you aren't? Then to you, (Last Name) (First Name) is probably best described as a female Karma.
Except fiestier.
Which is probably why they seemed to permanently be at each other's throats.
((Name) literally since she was shorter than aforementioned male.)

The daughter of a master chef mother and a prosperous businessman father, she was well cultured and socialized. She excelled in various martial arts and occasionally made it into the top ten category academically.
So, why pray tell, was such an over-achiever in the End Class?
She loved to sleep. So much so that she'd missed several classes and tests in pursuit of her much adored past time.

You grinned at the red head and placed a hand gently on his shoulder. He looked at it out of the corner of his eye and then redirected his attention to you.
Your grin had morphed into a shy smile; with your eyes closed, your head tilted to the side and a soft giggle coming from you, you looked...adorable. A slight blush dusted the cheeks of the boys watching nearby.

"Of course, Karma-kun. Anytime~"

He ducked as your right leg came swinging towards his face, your skirt swishing with the movement. You spun around using the momentum from your kick and tried to hit him with the back of your left fist.
However he caught it in his hand and reached around you to put you in a choke-hold. You fell lax against him and pushed your elbows into his torso causing him to take a step back. You held the hand that had been around your neck and tried to flip him over but he quickly retracted it and took a stance opposite you. A light breeze ruffled your hair as you continued to watch each other.

The E Class watched the unfolding fight scene with glee. A clash between the two most violent people in class had everyone's attention as it would make for really good lunchtime entertainment.

"Who do you think'll win?" The green-haired Kaede asked Nagisa who was beside her.
"Hmm? Well, (Name)-chan's really good. I heard she-"
"What? No way! Do you not remember Karma being the only one to successfully attack Koro-Sensei on the first try?" Maehara quickly cut in.
"Do you not remember (Name) was the champion of like every fight competition before the E Class?" Nakamura flipped her long blonde hair as if they were her wins, causing numerous sweat drops.
"Karma would definitely win!"
"You're out of your mind, (Name) would kick his ass!"

You raised an eyebrow at the ensuing chaos. Karma chuckled and eased out of his defensive stance.
"That was awfully cruel of you trying to lower my guard with your little cute act."
"What act?" You then proceeded to stick out your tongue at the orange-eyed boy, to which he smirked in response.
He walked up to you and into your personal space. You forced yourself out of your fighting stance despite being unsure of his motives.

"(Name)-chan~ Are you trying to get me to notice you?" He cooed into your ear.
Ba-bump.
'Okay, (Name), stay calm. He's just trying to get one-up on you so that he can humiliate you after. Just go with it...'

"Is it working?" You tilted your head to look up at him directly, a small pout gracing your lips. He curled his fingers in your (hair colour) locks and yanked slightly, effectively making you drop your pout and doe-eyed look in exchange for a snarl and slitted eyes.
He then untangled his fingers and patted your head.
"Aha~ I'd prefer you try it with this face." His eyes bored into your own as his hand went to lie on the back of your neck affectionately.

"W-Wait! Are they a thing?"
It seems you had recaptured your classmates' attention.

"Heeeh?"
"Y'know that could work!"
"What if the antagonism is just a cover for their love!" Nagisa's pocket squealed and an image of a lavender-haired girl appeared on the screen.
"Nyuru-nyuru~ That's an interesting perspective, Ritsu-chan. It would make for such good gossip~"
After which there was a scribbling sound.
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"Koro-Sensei!"
He giggled some more and continued writing in his little gossip notebook.

"They should just fight it out once and for all." Terasaka carelessly threw over his shoulder as he walked towards the classroom.
"Oh, I would...if she wasn't so delicate as a girl~" Karma smirked slyly.
Your hand clenched into a fist. Nope. You weren't going to be baited by that.
But apparently the other girls were.

"What?"
"No way!"
"You sexist pig!"
You sighed. "Girls, don't worry about it. He's just-"
"(Name)'s the best fighter in the entire Kunugigaoka High School!"
"Yeah, but that's only because Karma never bothered to enter the competitions!"
But you would be baited by that.

"Alright then, Karma-kun. You and me tomorrow. Lunch time. Right here in the field."
"I'd love to (Name)-chan. Just make sure you're not wearing your best skirt 'cause it's going to get pretty...rough~"
He then lifted the hem of your skirt to emphasise his statement. You fought down your blush as you realised that much more skin was revealed to his observant eyes.

"Don't you worry about my skirt as much as you should worry about yourself. Can you handle it?"
"Can you?"
Once more you were in each other's faces.

"They're talking about fighting...right?" Nagisa asked as a light blush dusted his face.
"I hope not!" Nakamura's eyes shone.
"Karma-kun! No indecency! No undressing (Name)-chan! Everyone back in class now!" Koro-Sensei turned a bright pink and wiggled his tentacles around frantically. Karma laughed light-heartedly and waved him off as he let go of your skirt.
He turned to walk back into class and you started to follow before he stopped abruptly and you almost bumped into him.

"What's your prob-"
"Yet." He said as he turned his head to see you.
"Yet?"
He smirked and ignored your question before walking on, with his hands in his pockets.
A few moments later, it occurred to you that he was referring to what Koro-Sensei had said.
It was a good thing he was walking ahead of you; that was a blush you couldn't hide.


                                                                                  ~The Next Day~


"(Name)-chan!"
You turned to see Nagisa running up to you so you waited for him.
"What's up, Nagisa?"
"Why are you so late?"
"I...I overslept?" You admitted sheepishly.
Nagisa wondered why he even asked as he mentally face-palmed.

"Uh, I just wanted to wish you good luck out there really..." He rubbed the back of his neck shyly.
"Aww, Nagisa~ It wounds me that you think I'll need luck against Karma!" You placed your hand over your heart in faux-hurt.
"No! No! It's nothing like that! I just-"
You laughed and looped your arm around his neck and proceeded to walk towards the field.
"Don't worry about it, Nagisa. Though those are words you really should have told Karma instead..."
Nagisa sweat-dropped. He had told Karma the same thing in the morning and he'd replied in the same way.
You two were really more alike than you'd noticed.

You walked out into the open field where the entire class had already gathered, including Bitch-Sensei and Karasuma-Sensei. The latter wanted to see just how much both of you had learnt from his lessons and what you had polished up on your own. The former was there to see if she could scout for a new protege.
You blanched.
Now that was a scary thought.

You took your position opposite the red-head who as usual had his hands stuffed into his pockets except that he had taken off his black jacket.
Huh, maybe he was taking this seriously.
Karasuma-Sensei handed each of you a special anti-Koro-Sensei knife and stated that whoever got the first hit using them, won.
With that, he walked off into the spectator area.

"I'm coming, (Name)-chan~" He winked at you.
You held the green rubbery knife in a tighter grip and grit your teeth.
"Idiot."
 
Then he was running towards you. You widened your stance ready for whatever he would throw at you.
Except his Anti-Sensei knife.
Your eyes widened and you avoided it, bemused at his actions, until you caught a brief glimpse of something shiny in his shirt sleeve.

You took a few steps back as he got within arm's reach. He swiped his hand at you and a long pocket knife emerged from his sleeve, narrowly missing your face as you leaned back.
"Karma!" Karasuma's angry voice was heard.
"Hmm? Sensei, you said I win when I get a hit with the anti-Sensei knife. You didn't say anything about what I could use before then." He said while he kept his attention solely on you.

A drop of sweat rolled down the back of your neck as you watched his easy-going stance. He twirled the knife in the air, catching it by the hilt and then came at you once more.
You avoided his attacks as he knew you would...well, most of his attacks. You were caught off-guard by the attacks to your more...sensitive areas.
So far, you had shallow cuts on your collarbone, your upper thighs, and your midriff. And he looked like he enjoyed the artwork he was making.
Most of the audience at this point really wasn't sure if they were watching a fight or a really sensual S&M type of dance.

"Come on, (Name)-chan~ Why aren't you playing the game anymore?"
You were panting slightly from parrying his attacks.
He twirled the knife once more, this time catching it by the point of the blade. He tossed it at you like the first time with the anti-Sensei knife except that this time as he ran towards you, he was much, much faster.
You had just barely dodged the knife when he slammed into you, taking you both down. He pinned your arms above your head as you struggled against him.

"Tch. And I had so much genuine interest in you."
He snatched your anti-Sensei knife and went to stab you with it when he suddenly rolled off of you and hurriedly stood up, clutching his back where there was a long shallow cut.
He looked at you astonished, to which you grinned lazily at him, taking your time to stand up.

You then, lifted your leg and proceeded to pull out the tiny knife out of the sole of your shoe before reaching to the back of your thigh to pull out another larger pocket knife from a sheath.
You flicked it open and tilted your head at him.
"Surprise~"
"..."
The students and teachers of the E Class couldn't believe the turn of events.
With Karma armed with only the rubber knife and you with two real knives, the scales easily tilted in your favour.

"You're perfect..."
A manic grin spread over his face.

You launched at him with such ferocity he wondered how much you'd been holding back. You managed a few cuts below his left eye, his exposed arms and his stomach. His white shirt was dirty from when he'd just rolled on the ground to avoid a hit.
He put a little distance between the two of you this time, the one panting. You flipped one of the knives in the air, mocking him, to which he smirked.

You edged backwards towards his discarded anti-Sensei knife, intent on finishing the fight. Noticing this, he attacked once more.
However, with only the green knife, you felt confident and didn't even bother with a defensive stance.
He brought down the plastic blade from above to which you easily sliced through with your sharp one in an upward stroke, only to realise that his other hand was coming up from his lower side with...
His pocket knife?

It dawned on you that when he was rolling on the ground, he was really picking it up. Thinking on your feet, you tried to lean away.
His blade slashed clean through your white blouse in an upward diagonal slash, leaving you button-less.
Exposed, you jumped away from him and tried to cover yourself up.
"KARMA!" You screeched at the smug male.
He merely raised an eyebrow at you as his tongue peeked out of the corner of his mouth.

"Karasuma-Sensei!" You sought intervention.
"Ah~ (Name)-chan, it was just a slight accident." He then lowered his voice so that only you could hear.
"I was actually aiming for your skirt~" His eyes were a darker orange than you'd seen before.
You licked your lips and he followed the movement.
You took another step back and your foot bumped into something. Risking a glance, you saw that it was the anti-Sensei knife. Crouching, you quickly picked it up and brought your blade up in time to block the swipe from Karma.

He held the wrist with the plastic blade and pulled you towards him, only for you to swipe the sharper one at him.
He dodged, not releasing your wrist. He twisted it, making you cry out and then pulled you flush against him, positioning his blade behind your neck as you placed yours right over the left side of his upper back.
You were both panting, dirty and sweaty.

"Let me go Karma."
"Not when I finally have you in such a wonderful pose, (Name)-chan~ Why would I do that?"
You grit your teeth as he forced the plastic knife out of your hand and onto the ground. He then kicked it with the back of his heel a distance away from you two.
He then pinned you to the ground once more.
"Ahaha, (Name)-chan, are you even trying anymore?" He taunted despite the multiple scratches and bruises he had.

You sighed and released your hold on your knife. It fell to the ground raising a small cloud of dust.
"I'm done."
"...W-What?"
"I said I'm done! Or are you too dense to get that too?" You growled in his face.
He was dumbfounded before he sneered down at you.
"Tsk." He got off you and started to walk towards the rest of class.

"Karma! What do you think you're doing?" Karasuma-Sensei yelled out suddenly.
"What? She gave in, didn't she?"
"But (Name)-chan! She's-" Nagisa shouted.
Karma turned immediately, seeing you on your feet in an offensive stance.
"B-But!" At his feet, he saw the anti-Sensei knife. So, what were you doing?

It was too quick for him to see it, but he'd never admit it.
He only felt the impact of your projectile.
You had picked up the part of his anti-Sensei kinfe that you'd cut off in one of your clashes.
He was speechless as it fell to the ground by his feet, right by the intact knife.
Everyone was silent for the next few moments.

"That counts...right, Karasuma-Sensei?" You breathed out.
His jaw had also dropped.
"...It does...(Name) wins." You grinned and fell onto your back as your classmates swarmed the two of you.

"Whoa! (Name)-chan is badass!"
"You think?"
"But Karma-kun looked so cool!"
"I know right?"

A shadow fell over your form, causing you to look at the intruder.
A black coat fell onto you, covering your chest and midriff. It smelt just like...

"Karma."
"Not bad, (Name)-chan." He offered you a hand and you took it, using it to raise yourself to your feet.
"I'd absolutely hate for anyone else to see you up-close like I did." He said as he pulled the coat tighter around your body.
"I'll win next time, especially because it won't be a physical challenge you're used to." He smirked against your cheek as he murmured into your ear.
As he drew back, you held onto the collar of his shirt and placed your lips by his ear.
"Yet~"

"Koro-Sensei?"
"Yes, Nagisa-kun?"
"Why didn't you stop them from fighting?"
"Nyuru-nyuru~ Because now this just put a whole new gear into motion for both of them~"
"What?"
"Nothing nothing!"