Hi AC fans (see what I did there? I'm hilarious!)! So yeah, I'm a big fan of this manga and this has been going on in my head for a while, so here you go! Hope you like it! This is a Fem!Nagisa x Karma story!

Enjoy!

"Seriously, mom. Why did it have to be me?" Thought the bluenette for the gazillionth time today, as she sat at the bar, sipping her coke.

The club was on fire, people were either smoking... whatever they were smoking, drinking alcohol even though most weren't legally old enough to, or dancing on the dance floor with no particular style. Nagisa Shiota sighed again. She wasn't here because she wanted to be. Actually, she really didn't want to be here. She was suppose to spend the entire week by herself, on this small island's luxurious hotel tower (which was basically the only thing there was on that island). Most of the people here were kids of billionaires, politicians and even yakuza. Just the finest for mommy and daddy's little prince or princess. Most were between sixteen and twenty five, and probably didn't deserve any of that. The adults here? Only security, the staff, the owners and a few guests here on business. In other words, it was were rich kids were sent because their parents couldn't take care of them for summer vacation. But she had no right to judge. Kids don't get to choose their parents. She herself didn't ask to be the daughter of the head of one of the most powerful assassin's clan in modern day Japan. And to top it all of, she was the shame of that clan. Neither in school nor in the art of assassination had she ever reached her mother's expectations. Getting scolded and beaten almost everyday hadn't done anything. Usually, if you're not good enough, you get banned from the clan and get a normal life. But not for her. Why? Because she was the boss's daughter. And if she was going to be the failure, she would get the humiliation she deserved. She was the shame and failure, and according to her mother, she always will be. Her skills were enough for her to hold her own against bullies at school, but that was about it. And what do you get when you're the failure? You get to be the dog of the clan. Meaning, when you're not being used as practice target, you run errands for the boss and play messenger pigeon. Actually, until now, Nagisa had never been sent on a recovery mission.

"Even you should be able to carry out such a simple task with ease." Her mom had said.

"Do I really have to wait the entire week for this guy to show up and give him the disk?" She said to herself.

The reason for that was because this guy had no idea when he would come. And worst of all, Nagisa had no clue what he looked like. So she had to wait for him to come to her. It really was a mission for a dog. Sighing once more, the blue haired girl finished her soda quickly and got off her chair to go back to her room. Once back in the luxurious hotel room all for herself, she let herself fall on her bed and stared at the ceiling.

"Looks like I'm gonna be errand girl for the rest of my life." Muttered the fifteen year old to herself.

She stood up again and walked over to one of the giant mirrors of the room. Her mom had actually been considerate enough to buy her new clothes (probably to make her blend in more though). But surprisingly enough, Nagisa actually liked her new outfit. The top was a cute black shirt with shoulder-less short sleeves, held by light pink spaghetti straps and with a nicely thighed ribbon over the left side of her chest . The short skirt was red and black with white triangle on the edge. Then black stockings that stopped above the knee and nice black ankle boots. For accessories, the boss had even bought her a red chocker with a silver ring and two matching thick red buckle bracelets on each wrists. As always, her hair was held in two pig tails, but for the sake of appearances, Nagisa had added ribbons the same color as the one on her shirt. The whole thing completely suited her slender figure. At least there were a couple benefits to being here. First, no boss /mother or clan members to beat her or verbally abuse her. Second, no useless training or extra lessons. Third, freedom to do whatever. But the last thing she wanted was to hang out with rich spoiled brats and get hit on by people who thought she was rich. For once, she wanted to be left alone. The air conditioning was not enough to cool her down.

"I guess I'll try going outside. At least no one will bother me there."

It was dark outside and midnight had passed some time ago. Nagisa took the elevator down and made her way to the lounge. There, a beautiful woman in a red dress was playing the piano and all the security guards that were suppose to keep watch were all gathered around the instrument, listening to the melody. The music was beautiful. The bluenette would have stayed and listened if she wasn't so hot. She felt like she was suffocating. The automatic door opened and the petite girl stepped out. She went around the tower hotel to get to the cliff side. The wind was blowing very strongly. Dark and ominous clouds were hovering above the island. It seemed like a huge storm was about to break out. None the less, Nagisa didn't want to go back inside just yet. She approached the edge of the cliff and observed the agitated sea. This sight and the strong wind somehow calmed her.

'It's funny how nature can reflect the inter state of someone. I only wish I could exteriorize like the weather.'

The girl sighed once more. A sad look came over her face and she looked at the ground. She didn't want to be here for another reason. It was because being here alone and with nothing worth doing, she would have time to think and she absolutely didn't want to. Thoughts about her life and misery would fill her head and she would start having darker thoughts and...she didn't know what she might do if that happened. Because she was sure she would cry. Feeling the tears coming to her eyes, the bluenette inhaled as much air as she possibly could and screamed from the top of her lungs as loud as she could towards the horizon, until she was completely out of breath. Then, a heavy rain started falling and thunder rumbled very closely before lightening finally struck. Nagisa ran back to the front door and entered before she got completely soaked. Once inside, she wiped the rain drops from her face. A security guard approached her.

"Excuse me, Miss. Were you just outside?" He asked.

"Yes I was. I took a little walk. I was kind of choking inside."

"May I ask where you were exactly?"

Why was a security guard asking those questions? "Next to the cliff. Why do you want to know?"

"Oh no reason. You shouldn't go outside anymore. The storm is going to get worse." He said quickly.

"Okay. Thank you for the warning."

The girl smiled at him before quickly walking away. Something was off. She didn't remember any of the security guards that were here when she stepped out. Like they'd all been swapped at once and replaced with the current ones. Nagisa took pride in her memory. It was one of the things she'd dedicated herself to train as much as she could, since she lacked the skill to make anything else progress.

'Now that I think about it, why was that lady even there? Guests aren't suppose to hang around this area. It almost sounds like a distraction. The guys from before were so hypnotized that they didn't even ask for my guest pass... That new guy was the weirdest. He didn't even ask for the pass either, even though I could have been an outsider. All he wanted to know was where I'd been.'

While thinking, Nagisa didn't realize where her legs were taking her. The petite girl's mind was too busy calculating. 'Distraction. Suspicious behavior. Sudden people swapping. Wrong place, wrong time. It almost seems like... they didn't want me to see something. That new guard was afraid that I did.'

She suddenly stopped and shook her head. 'Come on Nagisa. You're acting like mom. Completely paranoid and seeing plotting everywhere. Stop looking for trouble where there are none. Looks like the clan is rubbing off on me after all.'

Someone suddenly tapped her shoulder and brought back the daydreaming girl to reality. The guy was wearing a simple shirt and a cap. His grin was nothing short of creepy.

"How're you doin' shorty? Papa wants to buy you a drink, anything you want, it's on me."

'No way this guy is twenty.' Thought the girl. "Sorry, but I'm not even suppose to be here. I didn't realize that I walked into the club. I should probably go."

The guys snatched her wrist before she could walk away. "Don't be like that. If you're such an airhead, a cute girl like you shouldn't be alone in this place. There are some pretty bad guys here. Why don't you stay with me for a bit? I'll protect you."

His breath stank of alcohol, which made Nagisa want to hold her breath. She gave him a nervous smile. "I-I should really go... maybe some other time..."

She twisted and yanked her arm free (one of the few self-defense skills she'd actually learned) and quickly paced away. She walked out of the club and into the hallway, only to be followed by the drunken kid.

"Come on babe. I'm tellin' you, there are scary people here."

'Somehow, I get the impression that this guy's parents aren't exactly in the legal business.' She thought. "It's very nice of you, but I can take care of myself really." Continued the bluenette without stopping.

That's when she bumped into someone, who turned out to be none other than the security guard from before. Two other men dressed similarly were with him.

"I'm sorry, miss but could you please come with us? We just need to ask you a couple more questions. Nothing major, I promise."

This guy wasn't convincing at all. Was it a coincidence that he was here? The bluenette didn't think so. Something really was off. But then again, it was a good way to ditch her stalker. She turned around and smiled at the guy.

"Sorry, but I have to go with them. We'll talk some other time okay?"

"Seriously? We didn't even start talking..." he said, disappointed.

"Another time, alright? Bye."

The three men escorted Nagisa back to the restricted lounge. One was walking in front and the two others on each side. She started feeling nervous.

'That's how you escort a prisoner, not a guest.'

The men were as silent as tombstones. They led her past the the lounge and into a small hallway where the elevator for special guests was. No one else was allowed to take it, not even the normal staff. It led directly to the sixtieth floor and above. So why were the guards making her take it?

"Hum, excuse me sir? Why are we taking this elevator?"

"Don't worry about it."

"I'm not so sure we should..." She said as she took a step back.

One of the guards roughly grabbed her arm to keep her from going any further.

"What're you..."

"Be nice and quiet, and nothing will happen to you."

'Definitely not normal security staff.' Thought the bluenette.

With a quick move, she rib jammed the guy holding her and sent her elbow flying in the other one's stomach. Those were basic defense move, but that was about all she could do against trained mercenaries (which those guys strongly seemed to be). Before the third one could react, Nagisa dashed out of the elevator and into the dark hallway.

"Quick! Get her!"

Nagisa knew that she wasn't fast enough to get away from them. She had to find a place to hide. Except that she couldn't enter any of the guest rooms without the right electronic key. She was desperately trying to think of a way to hide as she heard them get closer, when something suddenly caught her arm and pulled her inside a dark room. A hand was placed in front of her mouth before she could say anything and another arm was holding her around the shoulders. Whoever was holding her was a man. She could feel his torso pressed against her back.

"If you're not quiet, they'll find us."

That person's voice was so... joyful. It was weird, but Nagisa stopped struggling and focused on the footsteps of the guards passing in the hallway.

"Damn it! Where'd she go?"

"We have to find her before she says anything. No more bullshit. If you see her, you shoot her."

"Alright. Let's keep looking."

'Shoot me? They want to kill me? Whatever they think I've seen, it can't be good at all.'

"Looks like they're gone." The guy let her go and opened the door. Light got in, and Nagisa finally saw him. He was about a head taller than her. He had fire red hair and yellow mischievous eyes. A smirk was decorating his face. This guy smelled like trouble miles away. He turned to her.

"So, miss shorty. Why were the security guards after you? Did you do something bad?"

"Uh, thanks for helping me. I really appreciate it." She said bowing down quickly.

"You didn't answer my question."

"Uhm, well..." 'I don't know if I can trust this guy. Its better to play it safe.' "I just wanted to try smoking once, I didn't know it was drugs, honest. The guy who gave it to me said it was safe, so..."

He snickered. "You're good at playing dumb. It's fine if you don't wanna tell me." He suddenly moved and Nagisa found herself, backed up against the wall. The red haired boy was leaning on his arm pressed against the wall and looking down at her, with that smirk never leaving his face. Nagisa looked up in confusion. His eyes were those of a wolf on it's prey. Pride was written all over his face. Nagisa felt like a mice in front of a lion.

"What's the matter? You scared of me? I don't bite. Well, not unless I want to at least."

'What does that mean? This guy is scary. He looks like he could eat me on the spot. My heart's beating so fast, but why? I've been in life threatening scenario before. Why am I feeling worse now?'

"Say?" He asked leaning closer, his hair almost touching the short girl's face. "Would you let me take a bite if I asked nicely?"

"Well... I, huh..." Was all that the bluenette manage to say. 'Who is this guy? He doesn't strike me as to being someone who'd help out anyone on a whim. He's just a kid but he doesn't look like he was scared of these guys. That's definitely the profile of a troublemaker. And not the school bully kind of troublemaker.'

He chuckled. "You know, you're interesting. Anyone who comes this close to me usually piss themselves. You're not really who you appear to be, are you shorty?"

"W-what do you mean?"

"Still playing dumb? Oh, well. You're cute so I'll let it slide." He took his arm back and backed off putting his hands in his pockets. "Piece of advice though. You might want to find another place than your room to sleep tonight. See you around, shorty."

He started walking in the direction the guards had taken. The short girl looked at him walking away confused. 'Weird guy. What did he mean by that? And what's that bloodlust I was sensing? I should probably head back somewhere with a bunch of people.'

Despite herself, Nagisa returned to the club floor and went to sit in a corner with a mint soda. 'Deja vu. I wish this guy would just show up already so I can leave this place.' The bluenette kept sipping her drink while staring into space. The red haired guy kept coming back in her mind and she found herself looking for him amongst the people in the club. There was something off about him. He acted really prideful and gave off dangerous vibes, but it was like all of it was there to conceal something more. Although Nagisa wasn't sure of what it was exactly, she was certain there was more to this guy. Then there were those weird security guards. What were they so afraid that she saw outside? It's not like it was a big secret that Yakuza or other corrupt politicians came to this place to close off deals and shady stuff like that. Maybe one was taking place while she was getting some air? The bluenette sighed again. 'Guess I'll never know unless they catch me.'

RING. RING. The petite girl grabbed her phone from her pocket and pressed the answer button.

"Hello?"

"Hi Nagisa! So, how's paradise on earth going for you?"

"Oh, hi Kayano. Well, I'm bored out of my mind. There's nothing to do here besides, you know, stuff kids our age shouldn't do."

"You know, for someone who comes from a family of assassins, you're way too much of a goody-two-shoes."

"Uh, is that a compliment or an insult?" Asked the girl, raising an eyebrow.

"Anyways, are you at least trying to meet cute boys?"

"Can you please drop it about the boys Kayano? All there are here are rich kids of influential people with a 70% chance of being yakuza."

"Hel-lo-o! Earth to Nagisa. Your family isn't exactly in the legal business either, girl. Why do you care?"

"Exactly. It's the shadiest business of all. I'm not dragging anyone else in it. Especially if I'm going to be the clan's dog for the rest of my life."

"I'm sorry, Nagisa. I didn't mean..."

"It's fine. Can we just not talk about this please?"

"Alright. You know I'm always on your side right? And so is everyone in E-Class!"

"Yeah. Thanks Kayano. I appreciate it."

"No trouble. Oh, I might not be able to talk to you before you get back so see you next week."

"Why?"

"Didn't you hear? Apparently the main land's lost communication with the Island. Probably because of the storm."

"Really?" 'But the storm isn't that bad yet. And the call is passing just fine.' Thought the girl looking at the dark sky outside.

"I'll talk to you again soon alright?"

"Sure, see you Kayano."

Nagisa hung up and smiled to herself while placing her phone back in her pocket. She might not have the greatest family or had the best childhood, but at least she definitely had some good friends. Her mother had sent her to military school, hoping they could do something about her 'stupid daughter'. If she couldn't be a great assassin, then she'll at least be a great mind. So much for that. Nagisa ended up in E-class, the failing class. Where the kids with the worst grades and physical performances of the school were dropped. Physically and mentally shunned from their peers. Peas in a pod. Even their teachers didn't give a damn about them. At least, there, they could understand each other and talk. If anything, Nagisa was thankful to her mother for letting her attend this school. She looked at her watch. 2:34am. She's been sitting there for over an hour.

'I should probably call it a day. I'm exhausted.'

The girl left the club and went to the elevators to get to the 5th floor. She step out into the empty hallway and walked. But when she turned the last corner, Nagisa saw the three men from earlier as well as a blond man with huge hands and a Buddhist pearl necklace around the neck in front of her door.

Hope you like it!