The night continued without a hitch, you munched on your cookies as he held you there in his strong arms, his chest being bare and his legs dressed with pajama pants. You on the other hand were fully clothed with yet another one of his shirts, which was big enough to make you feel like if you slapped on a belt around the waist you would have the perfect dress to prom.

The room was dark with the exception of the TV light that made the room glow with its energy. A blanket being placed over the top of you both providing you warmth. In all honestly it was a corny, perfect night for you two. No complaints came from anyone.

Not even a complaint of how young the both of you were and how close the both you two had gotten. In all, your parents were shocked you could even get a guy, especially one like Karma. So they never complained about you staying over or day dreaming at the dinner table...even if those day dreams were about Brad Pitt and not Karma..they still never said anything. How lucky you had been.

However no matter how long this perfect night lasted and as the movie continued to play itself, you couldn't help you mind from wondering. What were you going to do about Asano's deal? Surly you couldn't just let him tell... How were you going to make Karma fail this one test? Your original plan was to keep him up all night and be would be too tired to take the test in the morning  but that's mere child's play. You needed a plan B...

And no...not the pill

An actual plan B.

(Time skip to testing day.)

Your eyes scanned the test. Reading it word for word. When the hell did your bobble headed professor teach you any of this? None of this looked remotely like anything you studied....

Well of course, the only studying you did involved cookies and a movie about some yellow brick road but pish posh, it was all the same.

You sat there, trying to remember anything helpful, anything remotely useful.
Only a few minutes flew by before you completely gave up and starting to fill random bubbles out on the test. As you did your own to the best of your guessing ability, you were filling out another at the same time.

As you filled two answer sheets out you looked up at the teacher who was scanning the lot of you as if he was going to a bar for the first time in five years and he was trying to hook up. Not that he was going to get any, his black hair had more grease in it than one needed to make French fries, his outfit looked like he hadn't dressed himself in years and his facial expression read 'kill me' or maybe it was a cry to god saying 'forgive me for I have sinned with being in the presence of E class'. You shook your head. You even looked back at Karma who was sitting there with his feet against the desk ans his hands behind his head.

Probably finished.

What a show off.

You looked back at your test and sighed.

"Classmate, you are not allowed to give answers to other people" you looked up at him, he was looking directly at you. At least buy a girl a drink first before hitting on her ey? You rolled your eyes before looking back down. He was acting as if letting out a sigh would give away the answer to number 4, which is D by the way ladies and gents. At least...you thought it was anyways.

Time continued and within the next 20 minutes you had both answer sheets filled out. With one you placed your name and the other you placed the name of Karma Akabane. You closed your eyes, and tried to convince yourself you were doing the right thing.

Soon enough time had run out and the class was told to pass the tests foreword. Slowly but surly the stack of tests came to you and as soon as your hand came into contact with it, you allowed the papers to fall to the floor with of which included the fake with the real test for karma, now the tricky part.

"I..I apoligize sir" you say as the teacher rolled his eyes in disgust and as soon as your saw his eyes in a different direction, you picked up the real test karma had and shoved it into the bag that sat right beside the desk.

Victory.

Karma's pov:

Once (y/n) had dropped the papers, I had to admit it was cute... I admired her as she picked them up. Well, I did admire until I saw her take my test out of the pile and shove it into a small bag.

What the fuck was she thinking?

I couldn't tell on her...well...I could but something stopped me. The time seemed to go by much slower as my temper rose much higher. Once the bell rang I pushed up from my seat. She must have noticed the look of pure rage on my face because it was then that she started to dart out of the room. I quickly followed her, pushing passed everyone like my grandma does at Thanksgiving.

I'm kidding, I haven't seen any of my family in years.

I ran faster than Forest gump after her. We made it out of the school and she was making her way down a hill when I suddenly grabbed ahold of her waist and pulled her backwards. Quickly my hands grabbed at her writs and the closest tree had the unfortunate to have her pushed against it.

"what the fuck was that?!" I yelled, I didn't care if spit went flying into her eye. I was pissed.

"Well, I believe it was a dead dear" she says, looking back into the forest of trees that surrounded us.

"I'm not talking about Babi's mother (y/n) I'm talking about my test" I say, quite seriously.

"What about your test?" She questioned, god I suddenly understood why those men hurt her. She seriously didn't know when to call it a quit. I realise her arms and quickly pulled her bag away, she went to grab for it but it was far too late.

I reached in, pushing her stuff around before pulling out the crumpled test.

"Why the fuck does it look like lindsay lohan's Career? " I question, looking at the answer sheet that was far beyond saving at this point.

"I uh..." she seemed hesitant, I took a few breathes. Still clenching the bag in my hands. I stared at her, her gaze found itself away from me and to the ground. "I...I switched them out" she said, her tone being full of regret and sorrow.

"Why?" I asked, feeling the betrayal...

"Because...I..I had too"

"Why?" I question again, we both awaited there in silence "Do you know what this little act of yours did?"

"Destroyed your future?" She questions, her gaze still not on me and her tone still really quiet and soft. I've never seen her like this...

I've never seen her so fragile.

"Much worse. I made a deal with Asano that he would get a a date with you if I failed." I admitted, still fully pissed. She looked at me, her eyes were a little watari, (haha, death note)  though almost sad, she seemed to had put something together.

"I..I'm not some stuffed animal you can just let someone barrow.." she started

"Of course you aren't, a god damn stuffed toy has more sense than you do" I hissed at her, my words not even making sense as I said them.

"What was that supposed to mean?!"

"It means, dumbo that a carnival toy would not have switched out my god damn test and make me fail for their own personal gain"

"If you're so mad, why didn't you tell the teacher!?" She said, practically saying through tears. I had never seen her so upset...so hurt before and part of me wanted to hug her...but the other part of me was not happy.

"Because...I couldn't" I started

"Why not?!" She screamed, practically loud enough for people across the globe to hear.

"Because I fucking love you (y/n) and I wasn't going to rat you out because of some test." I explained, my voice getting much calmer when it hit me.

What I just said...

"Y...you what?"

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How do you like them apples? Lol
Get it?
Death note?

Oh..okay

Well I hope you enjoyed this chapter, dont forget to vote comment and all that jazzy stuff, j really wanna thank you guys for the 3k this is SOOOOO crazy, I really cannot believe this story has come so far in such a short period of time. I can not believe you guys have actually put up with my sense of humor for this long lol, anyway thank you again!! Ily

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