Warning: This story will develop into having Yandere characters and will also display sexual scenes, swearing and situations that might trigger or offend some people so if you don't like this, don't read it.

Also, the characters are a bit older in this.

Chapter One

"Of course I'll get one, we are in high school now." Terasaka had a gloating gleam in his eyes, but Gakushuu could only cringe at this, struggling to relate.

"Is that all you think about when you hear the word school? Shouldn't you at least try to improve your education? Or even your physical fitness would do?"

Karma snorted, "I hardly expect you to get this, but social status is equally important, and it's saying that sort of shit that will get you labelled as a sad nerd," he teased, meeting his friend's gaze, "What would you do without me?"

"Maybe some monkeys think that way but I wouldn't care about what they think of me, besides, what would getting a girlfriend have to do with making you look cooler? Shouldn't you try and avoid being all sappy and romantic?"

At this, they generally laughed at the boy, like he was an inferior species in this foreign world to him where he was starting anew, no longer in possession of his fame full reputation. No longer with any factor establishing him as better than any other new student.

Gakushuu hated this fact, wishing he had spent more time socialising as a child outside of clubs and lessons so his redheaded best friend didn't have the opportunity to look down on him so condescendingly.

One of the boys they had picked up as a friend in their new class spoke up, "The aim of the game is to get a girl and treat her like shit. Don't get me wrong - be as nice to her as you want when nobody's around - but if it's popularity you're after, it's the gritty rumours that're gonna get people talking."

That didn't sound right either. Secretly within his thoughts, that idea went against everything he had been raised to do and believe, he didn't share his thoughts but honestly, that repulsed him. He could easily imagine his mother looking at him in disappointment as well as the verbal whipping he would get alongside it if he had said those words and not his new friend.

He clicked his tongue, rolling his eyes and looking around the classroom.

"Personally, I treat my girl like a princess~"

Gakushuu searched to meet Karma's gaze, but the boy was looking off somewhere away from him almost dreamily. He'd heard more than enough rumours of the boy's girlfriend that he practically knew everything about her, honestly, despite what you might think, Karma, the violent, disobedient troublemaker really was telling the honest truth.

He really did love this girl to the point that in the past, Karma had left his best friend at a meeting, get together or party on the spot after just a single text from the girl.

But, he wouldn't be jealous. It was strange for sure, that someone so competitive, rough and sadistic had such a soft side, though deep down, it inspired a hidden respect for the boy.

"Your girl?"

"Didn't I tell you about her? She's the prettiest thing in the class."

"She can't be that much of a looker then, none in here are strikers." They laughed at a girl with thick glasses and greasy hair in plaits who's snotty nose was burried in a book.

"Hm. That looks like you Okajima, you didn't tell me you had a sister." Gakushuu commented.

"Suck a toe Asano!" He bellowed, not aware his words rhymed until it was too late and he was being laughed at. "Oh shut it! Are you just going to sit there or are you going to prove to us you're telling the truth Akabane?"

"Yeah... that blonde and her friend are alright"

"Oh, I know that one, here name is Kanzaki I think?"

"No. My Nagisa is much cuter." Karma drawled, attention barely on them despite him being their main focus.

"Cute? Then her with the green hair?"

"When I said best in the class I meant it. Besides, she's a good girl, she doesn't wear lip gloss and skirts halfway up her ass or throw her hair over her shoulder like she wants attention."

Terasaka made a sound of disagreement. "You know, I'm starting to doubt this girl even exists. Most girls who are pretty know it."

"Know it and abuse it." Another added.

"Yeah, you're either making it up, or you're really begging it with this girl, I bet you there's a reason we haven't noticed her. I bet you she's just average."

"Deffinitely not." This time it was Gakushuu who intervened. His eyes darted to see Karma smiling. After being insulted, that was not a good thing. It meant he was plotting, already making enemies and it wasn't even the first hour of the year. It was sometimes scary how angry he would get about his girlfriend.

"I've never met the girl herself, but I've been around when he's stopped on the street because he's recognised a few bastards that tried to harass her into going out with them."

"That's right, that boy who scurried up a tree and got stuck to escape us." Karma snickered.

"By we you mean you." Gakushuu coughed, trying to send the message to the other boys that provoking the red head was an awful idea. "But yes, I do remember, and these boys were the kind that wouldn't go crushing on just any mediocre girl. We even had a few grown men we had to chase didn't we?"

That was a step in the wrong direction by the way his best friend's hand suddenly clenched, and his face darkened into anger that preferred quick punches to thought out plots.

"So she really is a dime huh?"

"I'm positive she is. From my description, I'm looking forward to finally meeting the girl myself."

"That reminds me," Karma stood up, stretching out from his desk as though he had been sitting at it all day. "Before Nagisa gets here," Suddenly his eyes darkened. He pulled an expression that even Gakushuu hadn't seen before, triggering a circle of silence around him.
"If anyone thinks it's even slightly acceptable to try it with Nagisa I'll personally see to it that they get at least three bones broken."

The silence that followed was almost unreal.

Everyone in the class had heard him. Their teacher hadn't arrived yet, so a lot of the girls looked terrified, but it was the majority of the boys that showed they understood him, with saucer like eyes, sweaty foreheads or jaws partially hung.

Karma sat down quietly, continuing with his life as if nothing had happened until whispers and mutterings to straight out screams of chaos ensued around him.

"There's no way he meant that." "He does look strong though." "I heard he was nearly expelled several times in his last school." "That can't be true." "Who even is Nagisa?"

Gakushuu knew from the moment Karma's eyes lightened, flicking into another emotion that was strange and focused in the direction of the door, that 'his girl' had arrived.

Apparently, he wasn't the only one, as gazes followed to meet the sight of a small, slim figure. Her skin was flawless, pale and smooth in some areas yet naturally pink in others, complimenting her sky blue eyes and matching hair that held in two twin ponytails either side of her head, swaying as she glanced firstly in the direction of the empty teachers chair before walking right in to the seat that read the label for her name. Irritably, her chest was covered by an over shirt, but at least not a blazer, while her slender legs and irrefutably round hips were protected from preying eyes by baggy, boyish trousers that not a single other girl in the class wore.

One thing was for sure though, whether it was her delicate little face, her pretty blue eyes, the slow, swaying way she walked, or simply the build up from all they had heard about her, Nagisa was without a doubt the hottest girl in the class. To more than half of the boys, she was the hottest they could recall ever seeing.

"Damn.." Terasaka licked his lips,"I'm so fucking glad you made that threat before or I would have done something that got all my bones broken."

Ignoring him, Karma stood up beside his best friend, eyes not once leaving the blunette as he jerked his head in his direction.

"Come on, it's about time you meet my girlfriend."

"She is... very pretty." Gakushuu plodded, cautious of using a word too strong. What else would he say? Even he, having never fussed over a girl before was distracted by her. Although for some reason, he imagined the girl a little bit less... daydreamy. Those blue eyes seemed to not even notice him, to not even look his way as they mystifyingly stared ahead beneath her thick eyelashes.

Thankfully, the response he gave somehow showed Karma that he wasn't all that affected. Meaning that despite his pounding heart on the inside, Gakushuu must have appeared quite composed on the outside - or perhaps Karma was just so caught up he didn't notice.

"Yeah. She may be quiet in class, but she can really scream at other times, you know?" He smirked, eliciting a slight blush from his friend.

Nagisa didn't notice when they came up behind her. Instead of stopping to say hi, Karma draped his arms over her shoulders and tilted her chin up, giving the surprised girl no other choice that to accept his kiss on her on the lips.

"Nagisa~" He purred pleasantly, locking their eyes. Some of the girls dared to stare blatantly, but by now most boys knew better, although they were unable to keep their eyes away and ended up watching from the side anyway.

"You don't have to kiss me as soon as you can. Everyone's looking." She didn't let herself blush, though her eyes flickered uncertainly to Gakushuu who stood awkwardly at the side.

"I'm simply marking my territory."

The blush couldn't be held off forever, failing horribly when Karma licked her bottom lip and made her shiver, pulling out of his embrace to hide her rosy cheeked embarrassment. She put her hand between their two faces, "I think that's enough for the first day."

Gakushuu was about to step in and speak, seeing that the couples 'reunion' was over and deeming now the time to do so. Only to stop and grimace as Nagisa's arm was twisted, her jaw was grabbed, pulled in by fingers that had a firm grip that couldn't be gentle, until they met for a long kiss. Karma's lips crushing into hers and rocking slower closer after pulling back every now and then, his fingers brushing over her skin and her eyes shutting subserviently was more sexual than anything he'd ever seen. He snatched his gaze sharply from them in his mind, though found that in reality, his body had refused to look away.

From far, the violent nature could easily go unnoticed with the speed at which it had happened, but from close, where you could see the look of low self worth in Nagisa's eyes as her wishes were denied, Gakushuu knew he was concerned.

There had to be something he didn't know. Maybe the blunette was the type that didn't express them self well, or often hid their true motives, maybe she even enjoyed being treated roughly? Though, he couldn't see why.

He swallowed. It was like he said before, Karma had a soft spot. He loved this girl and treated her like a princess. He wouldn't hurt her willingly.

"This is Gakushuu, Nagisa." Karma smirked after they finally pulled away. An electrical drop resounded in the strawberry blonde when the bright eyes met his, smiling in a small friendly way as they exchanged simple greetings.

As if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened, the corners of her lips raised at the sight of him, parting as she spoke in a sweet, cute voice.

Gakushuu's eyes kept on drifting back to take secretive glances as the girl beside him. He couldn't help it. Looking at her, it was hard not to hear echoes of the stories he had heard before returning to his mind. It was even harder to place that this aloof, innoccent eyed thing could be so flirty, spontaneous and full of surprises.

Karma sat at the back. He was far from his girlfriend, but seated almost perfectly so they both knew he would spend his lessons gawking at the girl with an impressive lack of boredom.

Despite this, his own best friend had landed a seat right beside Nagisa. He could smell her perfume (or was that just the essence of her skin?) whereas Karma could only dream of it.

It had only been a few hours since he had known her, yet he found himself liking her. There was just something about her that elicited his attraction, so confident, mysterious and distant. She had the kind of personality that made him want to reach out to her.

"Helloo? You're staring like a complete freak!" The blonde girl sitting one away from him had leaned over Nagisa's chair to look at the boy almost as protectively as Karma would have.

"I am? Well excuse me, I've heard about you for a long time Nagisa." He blinked apologetically, but the blunette shrugged, appearing unfazed and nowhere near as offended as her friend.

"Hm, as if that's your reason." The girl scoffed knowingly. He blocked her out completely.

"You're a lot more quiet than I imagined. All this time I pictured someone a little bit more... bubbly."

Nagisa turned and looked at him, tilting her head to laugh quietly,"That's strange Gakushuu. I actually haven't heard all that much about you at all."

She looked guilty, as if she were somehow at fault.

"I'd take that as a good sign, Karma won't waste his time talking about me, I'm not the one he's in love with am I?"

Where Gakushuu expected a blush, she turned half back to look at Karma, nodding at his already staring eyes before turning back to him. "I hope not. For your sake more than my own."

Her voice was quiet, and since she was smiling it was an obvious joke. Gakushuu couldn't respond though. His throat went dry, eyes catching the slightly red mark on her jaw where her boyfriend had forced her movements.

Soft blue hair covered the most of it, yet it still seemed to burn his eyes.

"You make him sound like an awful boyfriend?"

He hadn't expected his pause to be that obvious. He knew he had failed in subtlety when Nagisa bit her plump lip, "Sorry... you two have been friends for a while. I didn't mean to offend you..."

"No, I wasn't offended! I just... I thought you looked quite uncomfortable earlier, not to mention that you didn't really have a say in what he was doing."

His eyes fogged over and secrets came spilling out of her pretty lips in his imagination as she and him developed a trust. But in real life, her face went on twinkling, playing with a lock of short hair by her neck subconsciously.

"You know him. He can be very forward, really persistent to get his own way."

"He is. But that's nothing you can't handle."

Nagisa's eyes met his for a second, then as if something had magnetised them elsewhere, she wasn't looking at him.

Would she not answer him?

"Hey," He reached out fingers barely grazing her arm only to be shocked by the warm, smooth skin that met him. Gakushuuu snatched his arm away, face red in realisation at what he had done. He glanced back, just knowing that Karma would be looking at him and burning mental lazer holes through his skull.

To his luck, the boy was preoccupied by looking ahead boredly as the girl beside him leaned over his desk to question him.

Nagisa turned back, looking at him as if nothing had happened. "I don't know what you call handling it, but Karma really is too much.." She laughed.

The seat beside her was now empty. It was just them on this row.

"Then, why are you with him?"

"D-Don't get me wrong, I do love Karma. I wouldn't want to be without him, and I couldn't imagine anyone else in his place. He's too much to handle but in a good way, why would you want to be with someone completely in your control anyway? That wouldn't be any fun."

Frowning at this reasoning, Gakushuu glanced back once more in uncertainty, seeing his red haired friend now alone, with the girl from before on the other side of the room screaming and clinging to her friend with her chair knocked onto the floor. He wondered what had happened, searching to meet gazes with his friend only to realise how pointless that was with the beautiful attention absorbing teen seated before him.

"I just don't understand how a good girl like you ended up with someone like that."

"Why haven't you ever asked him?"

"I'm sure his version of the story is miles apart from your own."

Nagisa laughed, eyes distant. "You're right. I guess it was more gradual than sudden. He used to tease me so much, I wouldn't have guessed for the life of me that he had a crush on me until he had made it obvious he did in front of the whole class. I couldn't keep telling him 'No' without good reason when he clearly wasn't accepting it anyway. There was no point wasting my energy, so I kind of just accepted it. Before I knew it, we were together. It's not like he's bad anyway."

"You mean he kept asking you?"

Her eyes widened, "Asked is a polite way of saying it... it being something I don't think you really want to hear..."

"I'm listening."

She blinked at him, leaning back in her chair and giving in. "He kept buying me gifts, he kept making me sweets and putting them on my desk, after about a month, things started going missing, like my umbrella's so I had to go under his in the rain, like my out door shoes so he had to carry me or lend me the brand new shoes for his 'friend' he just happened to be carrying with him. He would pull down my hair and yell for all of the boys to look even though he knew I didn't like that and so on, so on, I even went home one evening and found him talking to my dad." She looked back at her boyfriend, her blue hues wavering like ice about to turn into water. Instead though, she blinked and reestablished their polar strength, laughing weakly.

"Persistent isn't nearly strong enough."

If those words hadn't been said by the most beautiful lips and fluttery blinking lashes, Gakushuu would have probably coughed up and not spoken to either in the pair again.

As this sunk in, a friend swept by and spoke briefly to her.

He was sure that was a form of abuse...
He was convinced that translated to their relationship being forced...
He swore that something like this was what let to depression and social illness in the future...

His eyes had somehow blurred out Nagisa's pretty sight set on his silently in his thought, not noticing until the same girl yelped in embarrassment as her boyfriend appeared from behind her and bit he top of her ear.

He didn't notice he was glaring until accidentally meeting his friends eye.

But instead of smiling and explaining himself, his gaze shot away, jerking out of his seat to talk to someone else.