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Akabane Karma/Asano Gakushuu (KaruShuu)
note: please mind the tags when you click on the links, some are rated E for explicit.
note: dug this from my ao3 history. they were all read in a span of a week. i definitely had a phase.
Where is he getting all that kissing practice?
If Karma’s making Gakushuu give him chocolates, then those chocolates are going to be the best goddamn things Karma’s ever eaten.
The relationship between Akabane Karma and Asano Gakushuu, told from five different external perspectives.
“Not that we don’t support you, Karma,” Nagisa says meaningfully, nudging Rio in her side. “But, well, we’re curious.”
“Yeah,” Rio nods. “Very curious. Like, how in the world do you go for a math competition and come back with a boyfriend?!”
"You know midnight is the witching hour right?"
"Yeah," Karma snorts, "but it's also the hour of tired students. I'd be more concerned for whatever hapless creature who tries to pull something."
In which Karma decides maybe being forced to attend a study/educational camp isn't the worst thing.
The former class-E students are meeting to catch up with each other at Karma's house. A second toothbrush, foreign hair on his hairbrush...Everything points towards the redhead having hidden a relationship from them, and they intend to uncover all the details.
Karma and Gakushuu are having a ridiculous amount of fun messing with them.
Gakushuu Asano is a stressed out college student who’s just trying his best to do well on finals. Karma Akabane is a vampire who happens to think the stressed out college student he accidentally bit when they first met is really, really cute.
We didn’t see anyone give Karma chocolates, but what if someone did?
Korosensei was heavy, gossip and very loud. But at least he had given them a respite in lunchtime for they could enjoy Valentine in calm. But it was also difficult if Asano Gakushuu entered in the class, banging the door without warning and throwing one chocolate box to Karma's face while he shouted "I hope you die".
Gakushu really hates Akabane Karma. He also really hates ethics class.
Some things are just not meant to be done in the cubicle.
In which Gakushu and Karma are kinda creepy and kinda in love. It's almost cute. For them, at least.
“Ah, but no need to worry. It’s not a scandal or anything. If you do a Google search all you’ll get for his name will be a bunch of research articles and a poem by a four year old boy about how amazing Gakushuu-onii-chan is. The poem’s real. I checked.”
“HOW CAN I CALM DOWN. YOU INBREED SON OF A--” the model student was trying to jam the scalpel down the other’s face. The ginger-head attempted to diplomatically reason with the other usually sane, well-mannered young gentleman as the scalpel is inching closer and closer to his neck. But he wasn't listening.
Second semester finals are approaching, and Karma receives a text from the Student Council President himself informing him that a private study room has been booked in the main library for the two of them.
Is that what love is? Karma doesn’t know. He used to think love was the good times, looking up during board meetings with a carefully-crafted expression of boredom to see Gakushuu rolling his eyes at him across the table.
These days, love is panic attacks in the middle of the supermarket, kneeling between the aisles and struggling to breathe.
Gakushuu ungrits his teeth with difficulty. “Principal, Akabane isn’t courting me. This isn’t what courting looks like. Courting is the furthest thing from our minds.”