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The night finally arrived. Professor bitch is going to take the select few to take part in a real experience of what it's like to infiltrate a place without getting caught. Nagisa, Rio, Kaede, Terasaka, Itona and Karma had all been chosen for this, however Karma could not join. Karasuma would be tagging along to make sure nothing happens to the students.

Nagisa looked stunning to the girls with his nice little suit that wasn't flashy but just right. Itona seemed to naturally rock a nice suit and his bandana made of anti tentacle nets. Terasaka looked basic. He has really bad coordination so after too many failed attempts, Irina came to help. The teen girls have nice dresses that aren't revealing but instead, modest. Irina on the other hand.

She looks like a total slut with her breasts popping up and her dress hugging her figure. Their jobs tonight. Find the person assigned to them, make them fall in love then break their heart. Of course, all their targets assigned were the same age as them. Korosensei refused for them to try on adults.

Before any of the students knew it, they were in a nice car and at the party. They took one last look at their guests before going off to find their target and wishing each other luck. This mission was a way for the teachers to see what style of assassination each of them specialized in. This one is supposed to be similar to their female teacher's style, precisely why she's in charge of the operation.

While wading through the crowd with little acknowledgement, Nagisa spots the father of the girl he was to shoot cupid's arrow through. Assuming his target to be close to the man that sired her, he inches closer. As he does so, he smells a familiar scent. It was that of a poison Karma had been carrying on him all day.

When he had asked, his redhead friend revealed it was a poison that killed a person in the span of 24 hours once it came in contact with its target's tongue. It was so harmless via smell he even let him practically shove his nose in it. According to Karma, a lot of female assassins placed it on their lips that they had to be very careful not to lick them so when they kissed their target, their target would die and not them. He had wanted to question his knowledge on it but figured it didn't come as too much of a surprise since it was karma.

Now, as he approaches closer, the scent gets a little stronger. It had a rather strong scent but a sweet so that all those who smelled it thought nothing of it. The man and who he's talking to are finally in Nagisa's sights and he's surprised to see a girl that looks about his age in an outfit as modest as his teacher's. And, right next to the mysterious girl, is his target.

They all talked and he stepped toward the daughter.

"Hi," He greets the daughter of the man and she, the other girl, and her father, look his way.

Now that he's closer, he can smell the poison coming off from the mystery female. It's her. She likely has an intent to kill the man but she's a minor and he is an adult, so how does she expect that to work.

His target smiles, fond of her next crush's appearance.

"Why hello."

She was just as sweet as the scent of the poison.

He takes her hand and kisses it which takes her off guard but makes her giggle. A sign that he was already on his way to completing his mission. His target and her father both had bright red hair while the mysterious girl had deep black.

"My name is Naegi," he introduces himself using the fake name he had been given, then proceeds to lure her in. "I saw your beauty and couldn't help but to want to come talk to you."

The lies were coming in such a simple manner. How could that be? From the corner of his eye he sees the dark haired girl scooch closer to the man, pressing her body close to his which suspiciously, he seems to enjoy. The redhead girl seems to notice this and rolls her eyes.

"It's a pleasure to meet you, Naegi. My name is Krista, this is my father," She motions over to her father then reluctantly to the other of the female kind. "And this is Aria."

Her tone indicated that she had no tolerance for 'Aria'. The other two greeted him.

After they did so, the father turned to the girl pressed up against him.

"My dear, Aria," He starts. The way his words were slurred made Nagisa believe he was either tipsy, or heavily seduced. He wanted to warn him of the poison on the girl's lips but could only imagine the shit he'd go through for stopping her from reaching her mark.

She hummed in a happy tone in response. Based on his daughter's aggravated facial expression, Nagisa presumed it made her blood boil as she watched her dad touch Aria in front of her so casually.

He had to agree with her. As to why he was so immodest about it was so irritating. Especially to someone who looked to be a teenager.

"Would you follow me so we can have a nice little, chat~," he asked. They all knew how this 'chat' of theirs was gonna turn out and it seemed Aria was pretty fond of that fact.

She didn't hide that she wanted it too. "Well of course let's get right on it."

She smiled toward Krista and Nagisa.

"You two have fun. We'll see you two later." She waved goodbye as they left to find a place to 'chat'.

It's Nagisa who whispers, "I highly doubt that."

Krista looks at him shocked. But not shocked like she's surprised he would even think that her father would die. Instead she released a sigh of relief.

"Glad to know I'm not going crazy when I was convincing myself she was going to assassinate him."

Nagisa shakes his head. "You're not. She is. And I really want to stop her but she'd kill me if-"

"If you got in her way," She interrupts. Nagisa nods. They stay silent and Krista crosses her arms. Then Krista speaks again.

"Do you know her? Or have any idea how she plans to kill him," she asks, looking at the direction her father and Aria went.

"Poison. It's a poison a friend of mine had on him. It kills in a span of 24 hours as soon as it touches the victim's tongue. According to him, female assassin's usually apply it to their lips. It's what was creating such a strong scent. "

"I knew it. Come on. My father may be into pedophilia, because I refuse to believe she's an adult, but he's still my father. "
Krista grabbed Nagisa by the arm and dragged him towards where her father went. Her beautiful red hair flowing behind her.

The blue haired boy knew very well that this was not what he was here to do, but at this rate, it didn't matter. What mattered was saving this girl's father.

"Did your friend say anything about an antidote?"

"No. But he had another vile on him which I'm presuming is the antidote. If we can find Aria's bag, she likely has the antidote in case she were to accidentally lick her lips. Or I know someone here who probably knows what the antidote is."

She nods and they reach a door they can hear seductive talk coming from and they approach it, listening in.

Aria's voice reaches them first. "If you want to go further, my love, you have to kiss me. "

"Why not just let me look first~?" Krista gags as her father's speak. Nagisa wasn't surprised. He was just as disgusted.

Aria stayed silent for a second as Krista's father begged.

"Alright. But after you look you have to promise me a kiss."

There was more silence, probably a nod of agreement, then the rustling of clothes being taken off and then utter silence.

There was silence for a while so Krista and Nagisa looked at eachother, ready to stop any kiss from happening. They grabbed the door handle, surprised to see it unlocked and were ready to open when the girl's father spoke again.

"Aria, dear, why do you have …"

"What you have? Well," her voice dropped to voice Nagisa knew well. "I'm not a woman. Now give me that kiss you promised."

Krista gasped, covering her mouth to mute the sound.

"I'm not kissing a man."

There were creaks on the floor. One of them was walking. Then a thud. Out of sheer concern, Nagisa and the redheaded girl opened the door to see 'Aria' kneeling in front of the old man, holding his chin with one hand while pointing a gun at the door with another. It was clear that by the layout of the room, Aria's pants were not attached to 'her' skirt and it fell to cover whatever 'she' had underneath.

The old man looked at his child, terrified. His gaze was forced back to Aria who, the more Nagisa looked at 'her', looked more like a dude.

"Let go of my father, catfish!"

The assassin looked as though words hovered on 'her' tongue, but something prevented 'her' from doing so. All Aria did was shake their head and continue to hold Nagisa and Krista at gunpoint while they pulled Krista's father in for a kiss.

At this point Krista was not having it and stepped towards where Aria's bag lay.

A loud bang echoed through the building. All guests began to panic. Irina and Karasuma nodded and split. Karasuma went to get their students while Irina left to find who had the gun.

With Nagisa, he looked at the hole in the door next to Krista's head. Aria had seriously shot at them and purposely.

"I usually don't kill people my age, but I really can't have either of you telling the authorities. Not that they could track me. I've eluded them this long, who's to say I can't do it longer?" Aria spoke. Aria's deep, melodious voice confirms it. She is a he.

And a 'he' that Nagisa knew very well.

Just then, Nagisa's teacher ran in.

"Brat, what is happening?"

"Who is she," Krista asked, looking at Irina with confusion.

Nagisa doesn't look at her as he watches the imposter woman set the gun down, pull out a vial from a hidden pocket and pour its contents down the old man's throat. He responds, still watching Aria.

"My teacher. As for the situation, Karma catfished this man to poison him using something that'll kill him in 24 hours."

"Who is Karma? That's Aria." Krista looked concerned, realizing she had been lied to about another identity. "You're not here to kill me are you?"

"I'm not here to kill you and Karma is my classmate and your father's assassin."

Krista was speechless. And rightfully so. Nonetheless, as Irina told her to find someone she knew, she listened and did as told.

Karma on the other hand grimace he wasn't too fond of being figured out. Especially if it meant he was for sure going to get caught. He stood and faced the two that figured out his identity. The man was frozen on the thing. Not knowing what to do with poison in his digestive system. It didn't help that there was a killer standing in front of him.

"Put the gun down, Karma. Whatever you're doing this for isn't worth the jail time." Nagisa tried to convince his friend to make peace but clearly, he wasn't having it.

Karma made no verbal response. As a replacement, he shifted his gun to his other hand and pointed it at the man's head. The man was even more terrified. Poisoning wasn't enough? He had to shoot him too?

No one spoke. One wrong move and the man was done for. They might be able to save him from poison, but a shot to the head? Not a chance.

Irina's stare hardened as she made a realization.

"This isn't a new thing for you. You've been killing for years, using people's perverted desires and your cross dressing abilities to your advantage. Isn't that right, Red Reaper?"

Karma smiled. It was amusing to hear that one of them knew their stuff.

"Years," the blue haired boy questioned. "He's only 14."

"It's theorized he's been in the assassination business since he was seven; however his kills were much less common or skilled; they were simply stab wounds."

"All of that is true. Those first three years were awful. Starvation and hypothermia were a real issue. No one bothered to care for a bloody, dirty, and hungry little boy, but it was nothing new. I was used to no one caring so I stopped caring too.

"I focused on watching assassin's and killers and learning. I had grown to love the color of red. So I earned the nickname little red because of my size. Then I passed some TVs one time on a search for food and I saw the handiwork of the Grim Reaper. I loved looking at his work.

"So I discarded Little Red and became The Red Reaper. It really suited me when I learned to successfully crossdress and no one knew what I truly looked like. I picked up on how many perverts there were and I had heard about your work, professor bitch. So I learned to copy. Hence creating my name and style. The proudest day of my life was when I stole a target from you."

"Yuri. I remember her name. I thought nothing of it until he dropped dead at the same party only hours after she dragged him away. I knew it had to be her work. I didn't realize it was someone's disguise." Irina looked irritated but she also looked sad.

Nagisa didn't understand why till he remembered the day his teacher was complaining about losing a target to some brunette chick. That same day, Karma walked in with a clear limp.

"He was disgusting. He figured out my age and gender quickly and didn't hesitate a bit. Absolutely disgusting. I hate grown men. They're all perverts. Which is why I won't live to see my 20th birthday. I'll make sure of it."

"Unfortunately, you've killed too many for them to not kill you."

"Or I'm good enough that they can't let me die. They'll make me a weapon. One for war."

"You want that?"

"Of course, I get to do what I enjoy without consequence. Why wouldn't I want that?"

"Nagisa, I'll handle Karma from here. Get to Karasuma."

Nagisa nodded and ran from the room. As soon as he did he heard a gunshot. Karma shot the man. He paused to look behind him and saw Karma running the opposite direction with his things. He too looked behind him and made contact with his blue haired classmate. There he did a little salute and entered a room that, from where Nagisa stood, clearly had a window.

He was gonna jump. Irina was close on his tail but Nagisa couldn't see the end as Karasuma came up to him.

"Where's Irina," he asked.

"Karma killed a guy and went on the run. He shot the gun. Professor bitch is chasing him."

"Karma? Doesn't matter. Get to the car with the others. I'm right behind you."

The two headed to the car. Cops were outside the building, some running in to assist in Karma's capture.

The others were happy to see Nagisa safe and he filled them in.

None of them knew what happened till the next day when they were pulled outside to talk.

Irina had a couple bandages. Evidence she had caught Karma and fell into hand to hand combat with him.

They learned that Karma had successfully been caught however with a lot of trouble. He had picked his cuffs twice and nearly got away the first time. The second time he knocked a couple cops unconscious, tried seduction a couple times and even bit a guy. He wasn't stupid enough to try and hijack a car at least.

They managed to get a handle on him when they drugged him to sleep. He woke up sooner than they thought he would but they already put him in captivity. At the moment he was being questioned but, as far as they knew, was refusing to speak.

"Uhm, sir," Nagisa started as Korosensei joined them outside. "Can you tell us about the Red Reaper? Or Karma, I guess I should say?"

Korosensei just listened as Karasuma responded.

"The Red Reaper, previously known as Little Red, or as we know him, Karma, is an assassin skilled in the art of crossdressing, infiltration, and manipulation. His signature mark is a red kiss on his victims' necks. His preferred methods, we've figured out, are a shot to the head, a stab to the heart, suffocation, and poison."

"No, do you know anything about his past?"

Irina answered this one.

"His name is not a lie. Karma Akabane is his birth name. From records we picked up after finding out he was the Red Reaper, he lived in a wealthy household with a mother and step father. People say they were happy. Karma would likely say otherwise. One day, when he was seven their house caught fire. He was only one to survive.

"No one knew why till we came to the conclusion that he was the one that set it aflame. After that night he ran away and wasn't seen again till he enrolled here at Kunikigaoki. We figured he had been adopted but when we found no adoption records for him we searched for his biological father.

"His birth father was dead. We stopped his case there. What happened to him during his disappearance is left under the Red Reaper files but all we have on that is his crimes and patterns."

Nagisa nodded and turned to his friends.

He hadn't a clue what his friend had been through to kill his own family, but it must have been awful. Could he even call him a friend anymore? Were they ever friends to begin with?

Horrible thoughts clouded Nagisa's and his friends' minds. What would happen to their redhead sadist?

There was no new news on him for weeks. He still had refused to talk to the point they had to start trying to threaten him into talking by not allowing him meals or time to stretch his legs. That was until he finally broke.

They had resulted in starving him of human contact which took a drain on his mental stability. He started having breakdowns and eventually begged them to not leave him alone with his thoughts anymore and promised to tell them everything if they did. They took the deal and took him to questioning right away.

He got his human interaction and they got their answers. Turned out it was him that set his house on fire. The reason being that his parents had been abusive and negligent leading him on a path of resentment, eventually ending their lives with what they called him. "A little fire".

He also informed them about what he went through after running away. How he was constantly starving and nearly froze to death during the winters. He told them everything they wanted to know.

In the end he asked "What do you plan to do with me?"

Their response was to keep and train him as a weapon for wars. They would feed him and take care of him as long as he behaved. He did.

For 5 years. In those five years, Karma did prove useful in a war with Russia. He infiltrated the lives of Russian leaders and popular politicians. Killing each and every one of them.

But when he was within 6 months of his 20th birthday he began to rebel. He stopped doing as told, he mistreated the higher-ups, and killed guys during his training sessions. He refused to eat and, even when they threatened to take away human contact, was unfazed. He was starving when they gave him the option to starve to death or die in a less painful manner when he said he'd rather starve and spit in his questionnaire's face.

He died before ever turning 20 and when they found him dead of starvation, he had a peaceful smile resting on his face that would stay there for entering as that he was buried with the same smile.

A set of words Nagisa and Irina remembered were carved into his gravestone.

"I was used to no one caring, so I stopped caring too."

The End