Chapter XXXVII

                                    

                                          
Ok. Before we start, a moment of silence for Paris, France (Terrorists) , Japan (Earthquake, luckily no casualties) , Lebanon (ISIS suicide bombings) , Brazil (Burst dam) , Mexico (Earthquake, Hurricane) & Iraq (Suicide bombings). And lets hope the ISIS don't attack Rome,Italy , London,England , and Washington,America. 
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Karma sighed and stood up, not noticed by the (h/c) haired girl. He hugged her, her face in his chest and rubbed her head, trying to calm her down. She smiled sadly and hugged him back, snuggling closer to him. "She sure sounds like a heartless woman, how did she even get a permit to own an orphanage?" (Y/n) shrugged lightly and sighed into Karma's wet shirt. "Do you need to have a permit in the first place?" She asked softly. Karma shrugged and scratched her ears, making her sigh happily. "Oh and also..." Karma raised his head and looked at the cupboard, "can you stop watching us and crying secretly in the cupboard? You're really obvious to me." (Y/n) looked unbelievably at the cupboard, where Koro-sensei burst out, his face pink, and flew out of the window, holding a piece of tissue to his face. (Y/n) stared out the window as Koro-sensei whipped out a notebook out of nowhere and started scribbling down ideas (i should copyright things) for a story. 
                          
Karma kissed (Y/n)'s forehead and smiled at her, who just looked confused. After a pretty awkward silence, (y/n) spoke up. "Karma-Sanya?" Karma groaned and rubbed his head. "Can you stop calling me that? You're not my maid or anything." (Y/n) ignored his statement and continued talking, "Uhmm... when I was saved that time at the car crash, there was a redhead in the car of the people who saved me. The people told me when I woke up that he was their son and had gave his favourite jacket to me because I was shivering. Would... Would that be you?" Karma lifted his head, his finger on his chin as he thought back. "Hmmm.... maybe? I don't really remember though." (Y/n) smiled softly and hugged him tighter. "Well, if it was you, thank you. Even if it wasn't, still thank you... Karma." Karma blinked for a bit and grinned. He picked (y/n) up, who squeaked immediately, and went to his room, where Koro-sensei couldn't stare at them through the window and water the plants below with whatever was coming out of his nose. 
                          
Karma set (Y/n) down on the bed before climbing on himself. "So, what should we do tomorrow?" Karma looked at her and tilted his head the best he could on the bed. "I mean, there's school tomorrow and I still have these cat features. It was fine on Halloween, but people don't dress up as cats if it's not Halloween or some other event." Karma shrugged and smirked, "Let's stay home until you "recover" from your "sickness". I'll tell Ritsu to tell the class that you are suck and it's really contagious so they shouldn't come to visit." (Y/n) furrowed her eyebrows. "Then what about you? Won't you get the sickness if you're with me the entire time?" Karma shrugged. "I'll cross the bridge when I come to it." He then proceeded to hug her and she giggled into his chest. "Since when do you speak in idioms?" She looked up at him, her (e/c) eyes sparkling. He looked down at her and smirked, moving close to her ear. "You learn something everyday." His warm breath tickled her ear and (y/n) shivered slightly. 
                          
Karma's smirked widened as he saw (y/n)'s face heat up as she looked anywhere but him. Kissing her on her forehead, Karma buried his face in her soft (h/c) locks and breathed out, "Good Night."