I do not own Assassination Classroom or any of the character (Obviously)

"Nagisa. If it made you so miserable, why did you break it off with him?"

Nagisa lifted his head out of his arms, but instead of looking back at the woman sitting next to him he started at the empty shot glass. He glanced over at Kayano's shot to see that it hadn't even been touched. Straightening up he leaned over her and grabbed the glass.

"Hey!"

"I'll pay you back." Nagisa said downing the shot.

He wasn't drunk and he wasn't trying to get drunk. If he got drunk he was sure he would end up back at Asano's hotel room saying that he was wrong, that he needed him and a bunch of other crap, but coherent Nagisa wouldn't have it! Not after how hard it was to break it off with him in the first place.

Asano Gakushuu. The reason, Nagisa was currently sitting at a bar with one of his closest friends at the moment.

Nagisa still called him by his family's name, despite the fact that they had seen the most intimate parts of each other. Still they weren't dating and they weren't in love. Why, you may ask. Well for one they had both agreed in the beginning of their relationship that it would be purely sexual. No feeling, no public displays of affection, no nothing.

The reason Nagisa had assumed their strange relationship was so private was because Asano worked in the very eye of the press. Having taken over his father's position as chairman of one of the finest middle schools in Japan, it would have been scandalous if anyone had found out he was sleeping around with one of the teachers, especially considering the fact that they were both male.

However there was one thing that put the whole situation over the top.

Asano was married.

To a woman.

Who didn't know Nagisa had been fucking around with her husband. Though Nagisa doubted she knew her husband was gay anyway.

By the time Nagisa had found out Asano was married he was already in too deep. He didn't think he could get out of it. He was like a toy, hidden away behind the toy box. Once all the other toys were put away, Asano would play with him.

He was secret, an embarrassment, one that Asano kept locked away, out of sight.

However that relationship ended today. In the middle of one of their weekly meeting Nagisa stormed out, telling Asano exactly how disgusted he had become of their relationship. He was done and he wasn't looking back.

He laid his head on the bar counter. Feeling a little dizzy, but not incoherent. He just wanted to forget. Just for a little while.

"Nagisa listen, I'm gonna go to the bathroom real quick and then I'm gonna take you home. Okay?" Kayano said softly rubbing circles into his back. Nagisa nodded his head against the counter.

Kayano stood and leaned over the bar counter. "Excuse me." She called to the bartender. A woman in a black apron and a pencil skirt walked over to her. "Can you watch him for a second? Make sure he doesn't drink anymore?"

The woman nodded and Kayano gave her a thankful smile before scurrying away to the restroom.

As Nagisa watched the woman tell her boss she was going to keep an eye on him, he was struck with a horrible realization. There was a board meeting on Monday. And guess who's going to be there.

Nagisa let out a pitiful whine and dropped his head back on the counter.

"Can I get you anything, hun? Some water?" The bartender asked.

"Kill me…" Nagisa whined.

"You shouldn't say things like that. Someone might take you seriously."

Nagisa's blood ran cold. His face paled. He needed a minute. He needed to compose himself. He couldn't do this now.

Forcing a scowl on his face, he lifted his head to owner of the voice that stopped his heart.

Asano stood there towering over him.

Nagisa was fairly short and the bar stool he was sitting on seemed to only increase his height, however Asano was still an entire foot taller than him.

"Come on." Asano said coldly. "You've cooled down, let's go." He reached out to grab Nagisa's wrist, but Nagisa ripped it away from him.

"Don't ever touch me again." Nagisa ripped his eyes away from Asano. "I told you. I'm done."

"Yeah, well I'm not." Asano looked around to make sure no one was watching them. "Now be quiet and come with me." He made a pass to grab his wrist again, but Nagisa stood up and backed away from him.

"I said don't touch me." Nagisa jerked his entire body away from the man. "If you do you'll regret it."

Asano nervously looked around. "C'mere you little-"

"Hey! Leave the kid alone!"

Asano's eyes darted to the woman behind the counter, the one who was suppose to be watching Nagisa.

Where was she when he walked in the door?

"If you two are gonna fight take it outside!" A man next to the bartender shouted.

"Good idea, come on Nagisa. Let's take this outside." He growled.

Asano made a move to grab Nagisa again.

"No!" Nagisa yelled. A little dizzy from the alcohol, he stumbled back. The hand that reached out for his wrist paused. It was only when Nagisa registered the warm chest against his back that he realized someone had grabbed Asano's wrist.

"Taking someone by force. That's not how I taught you Gakushuu."

Nagisa watched Asano's usually composed face drop into a dreadful gaze.

Nagisa quickly spun around to see the face of the man who had broken Asano's carefully built walls.

The man was tall, a few inches taller than Asano, but the top of Nagisa's head barely reached his collarbone. When Nagisa finally trailed his eyes upwards he took in the sight in front of him.

The man was gorgeous. His hair was a fiery red that parted to the right, leaving a few bangs over his right eye. He didn't seem that muscular, lean, not like Asano, but this man looked just as strong. His eyes, oh his eyes, they were a piercing amber. Nagisa tried to imagine how they would look if his gaze were soft, but it was hard while the guy was glaring at Asano.

"What are you doing here, Karma?" Asano growled through his teeth.

"What does it look like?" The man, Karma, said. A sadistic smile found it's way on his face and Nagisa shivered.

Asano yanked his wrist out of Karma's hold, Karma only smiled.

"I didn't know you were still hooking up with guys. I seemed to remember you saying you were 'over it' Am I right?"

"Stay out of this Akabane!" Asano yelled.

"Oh, Gakushuu. Aren't we on a first name bases. I'd like to think that we are"

"I told you never to call me that again."

Karma laid a hand on Nagisa's shoulder. He was still facing Karma his back to Asano.

"And he also told you never to touch him again, but look who's getting all handsy."

Asano glared at Karma.

Slowly he approached the two. Nagisa made no move to turn around, his eyes still infatuated by Karma's being.

"This isn't over, Nagisa." He whispered, but Nagisa barely registered the words.

When his footsteps faded, Nagisa felt himself physically relax at his lack of presence in the room.

The man in front of him glanced down at him.

"You alright, you look a little-" Karma didn't get to finish his sentence because in the next moment the shorter man had reached up and kissed him.

He just wanted to forget.

Just for a little while.

Karma tried to gently pull away, but Nagisa was pulling his hair so roughly. It turned him on and he had a good feeling about where this was going, but he had to ask, he had to.

He pulled Nagisa away from him. Holding him at arms length. The smaller man fell back into the passenger seat of the car. As soon as Karma had parked outside his house Nagisa had jumped him again. He hadn't meant for this to turn into a one night stand. He just thought this kid would be better off at his apartment. Just in case Asano went to his place looking for him.

Nagisa's breaths were shallow and he looked eager to continue, but Karma needed to stop for a moment to access his situation.

Alright he had a guy (Asano's ex?) in his car, parked outside of his apartment. This guy didn't look older than 20, but he was drinking at a bar so at least Karma knew he was legal. He was gorgeous and he was ready and willing to get fucked senseless by Karma.

Still Karma had to ask. "How drunk are you?"

"I'm not drunk." He tried to assure, but the smell of alcohol on his breath made Karma shake his head.

"Just tell me how much you had to drink." He said.

Nagisa wriggled in his seat, impatiently. "I had like two shot, I can't get buzzed off that."

Karma looked him up and down. He was small which usually meant his alcohol tolerance would be lower, but the guy was coherent enough to stand up to Asano. Karma wasn't sure how he might have reacted if he was wasted out of his mind.

Then again, for all he knew he could be lying to him.

"Look, I know I probably seem like a wreck right now, but... I want this." Nagisa climbed on the seat so he could lean over. He placed his hands on Karma's shoulders. "I want to forget about him. For once, I want him to be the furthest thing from my mind."

Karma stared into his eyes. His gaze was strong and he seemed to be aware enough to tell him if he need to stop or slow down.

Karma grabbed his face and pressed his lips against Nagisa's.

He'd help him forget. He decided, because he knew what if felt like to want to forget about Asano.

If you're here because I haven't updated Heated Kisses, let me just apologize in advance. I have major writers block and on top of that I barely have time to write and when I do, I don't want to because I have writers block! There's one thing I wanted to share with the readers of Heated Kisses, but since this isn't Heated Kisses you'll have to wait til I update. Sorry.

Anyway this story was made to cure my writers block because I couldn't take it anymore. It's also based off a song, but it's not a song fic.

I'm not sure if I will continue this fanfic, but I thought I should upload it anyway because I'm evil.

Please review and tell me if I should continue or not.

I'm going to leave this as T rated for now, but if I continue the rating will probably change.