This is a multi-chapter Asano/Rio fic I decided to write. There is slight Karmanami, and they have a very important role in this. This is inspired by a headcanon from another fandom that I've read just recently, and because I actually want to experiment on these two, voila, this story happened. Anyway, this is kinda weird because my mind is a mess, I warned you!

Rio's happy about her new job. The pay's great, less effort is needed since it's her specialty, the people are nice, and not to mention she gets to work with a middle school close friend she haven't seen for many years already.

She just came back from her 10 years stay in London. She studied college there, had her first stable job, had a lot of friends (and two failed relationships) and basically the time of her life. However, due to family reasons, she came back to Japan and decided to start over. It's not that she's complaining, being home is always better, but she's solid about her proposition that it's quite hard for her to readjust herself to Japanese lifestyle. Ten years in a totally foreign country really did rub off on her. So, as soon as she came back, she resettled herself, and landed a position at company. The best part is that Karma Akabane, an old friend of hers, also works there, but with a higher position. She was elated to see him again, as she haven't seen anyone from Class 3-E yet. Time's fast for her that in just a span of a month, she did all the necessary procedures like job and apartment hunting that she hadn't slipped in a schedule for meeting up with old friends.

However, everything has a catch. Sure, she has it all good, but to balance out everything, there's one but fatal flaw in her new setup, the only thorn in her new rosy life: her boss. She's not one to judge if she didn't know him, but that's exactly the point. She knew him. When she heard his name, Asano Gakushuu, as her boss, she almost choked. The name's familiar, too familiar that it's funny. It's almost as familiar as Class 3-E and the word Assassination, only in a less positive sense. She'd be lying if she said that it didn't bother her, because she knew how he is as a leader. In fact, she only knew him as a leader, and that alone is disturbing. Well, ten years is quite long, so there is a great chance of altering character, but when she saw him again, she knew that he hadn't change at all. He didn't even acknowledged that he knew her. Dare she say, he got worse, he became more like his monstrous father.

Putting the boss issue aside, nothing else bothered her. Months passed, she got used to her new system. She already met with her middle school friends, even spent time cleaning that special classroom they once attended. Ah, the good old memories. She felt like living again as a 15 year old girl, but then a lot has changed too. Nagisa is now a teacher, Kayano is a well-known actress, Karma is working his way to the top, which she supports because she wanted him to be the leader more than Asano, and everyone in class 3-E has a stable job. Korosensei must be proud, all of the admitted that they still read the manuals he gave during their graduation from time to time. That book goes on forever. To sum it all up, she's happy and contented.

Well, for the moment, at least. It's all peace and work, if not for that fateful Friday night that stirred up her quiet life. It started as a normal Friday night– her highschool friends invited her for a drink and catching up at the local bar. She gladly accepted, of course. It was the end of the week anyway, and her prick of a boss didn't give her any new assignments for the weekend. So she spent the night drinking with her friends and talking about anything that happened in the last seven years. It was all laughs and drinks until one by one they started to get tipsy and left. Rio stayed behind, she had the strongest tolerance to alcohol so she wanted more drinks. She was used to drinking alone that it's no big deal for her. She was staring blankly when she caught a flash of an awfully familiar stawberry blonde hair.

"Nakamura-san?"

Oh boy. Of all people.

"Ahh, hello, boss," she tried her hardest to sound cheerful, in hopes of hiding her distress in seeing him.

Well, shit does happen, but out of all the weirdest things she saw in her lifetime, the mach 20 yellow octopus of a teacher included, nothing tops the one she saw right then. Asano Gakushuu actually laughed. Not his usual sardonic laugh that crushes the soul in you, but a laugh with a smile. Gotta tell Karma about this.

"You don't have to be so formal. Asano's just fine," he slurred. One look and one shall know, he's completely wasted. He surprised her when he sat on the couch, just beside her. This is going to be interesting, she thought.

"Well, uhhm, what are you doing here?" She started as she poured a drink on the shot glass he was holding.

"Spending the Friday night," he nonchalantly replied, finishing the drink in one gulp. Like an afterthought, he added, "And maybe venting out. You?"

She raised an eyebrow. "Also spending the Friday night. Venting out? Work related?" She decided to pry.

He chuckled once more, but this time it's his usual sardonic laugh again, only that the insult seemed directed to himself. "You know when you get tired of all the emotions you bottled up for so long? That kind of venting."

Oh. So he's talking about emotions now, huh? Having the upperhand (she's not even dizzy yet), Rio decided to let him talk more. This is a once in a lifetime chance of seeing Asano like this. She carefully took her phone out to secretly take a video to show it to Karma. By this, backstabbing will be a lot more funnier.

"Really? Well, you have anyone with you?"

"I wouldn't be here with you if I do," he said as he slouched. He poured another round on his shot glass.

"Be my guest, then. So, wanna talk about it?" She helped herself with a drink.

"Nah," he shrugged. Another drink.

"Talking helps. You know to yourself that drinks alone can't ease the pain," she teased. She wanted him to spill all the juicy beans about his 'bottled up emotions'.

"Well," he gulped, like a start of a really long rant. "Expectations are fucking annoying. I've been working my ass off days and nights to just fucking fail.

"It's been like that for my whole fucking miserable life. Nothing changed. As long as I'm alive, or that dickhead Gakuhou is alive, I'm fucking wrecked. And now, I just realized that I'm also not your conventional man as I'm, I don't know, miserably attracted to Aka-fucking-bane. Now let me tell you this, Rio, I'm not gay. I'm not gay! I appreciate girls. I've tried hooking up with a lot of girls in college and I enjoyed it, but I don't fucking know what that shithead does that when I knew that he is dating that glasses bitch I got so fucking angry that I want to kill myself. God, I'm miserable, just kill me now." He finished with a drink.

Rio's jaw almost dropped. Wait, she needed a moment to process everything. He spilled his bottled up emotion in that awful drunken state in just 15 seconds, but she needed at least ten minutes to internalize what he said. He likes Karma? Now that's news. And he actually called her by her first name. Another news.

When she's done laughing internally at the irony of the situation, well come on, it's her boss, Asano Gakushuu admitting he likes his ever-nemesis Karma, she realized that he became unnaturally quiet just to find him already passed out. Ah, that must be the last straw, that's why he spat everything out just like that. He looked so peaceful that she can't believe he said things like that just a few minutes earlier. So it's Karma, huh? She snickered. She took a good look him, well, if she's being honest, Asano has always been handsome. What a waste, having that kind of persona inside such a hot body. To top it all off, he likes the person who is just like him, and somehow looks like him. She snickered once again, gosh, she can't get over the irony. She battled with her mind: should she tell Karma or not? She glanced at him once again.

"Fine," she half-whispered. "I won't. But this is blackmail material, boss, I've recorded it." Yes, the mischievous devil in her awakens.

She kept her phone in her bag and decided to pack up. She paid her extra drinks and proceeded to wake him up. "Asano-san, hey boss. Asano-san," she repeated as she gently shook him out of his slumber.

"What?" He slurred, his eyes still closed.

"Let's go home. Help yourself and get up now."

"My head hurts," he replied as he tried to stand, but failing halfway. Oh boy, it looks like she's gonna have a big responsibility tonight. You owe me really big, Asano.

She helped him stand up and head outside the bar. He was really heavy, goddammit. She thought of just dumping him there, but she's not as evil as that. Her conscience would kill her if something bad will happen to this guy. She lead the way to her car, looking sideways if his car is nearby. Nope, no signs of his usual car. Plus, there's no way he can drive. He can't even stand, how much more drive.

"Hey, Asano-san. Wake up, " she demanded as soon as she dumped him on the backseat of her minivan.

The moment he opened his eyes, she interrogated, "Where's your address? I'm taking you there."

He slurred the directions to his condominium unit, which is not far from their workplace so she's thankfully familiar. In no time, they arrived. As expected of this Gakushuu boy, he's rich so he's living in a five-star condominium hotel. She opened her car door and dragged him outside.

"Can you manage going up? You said your unit is still in 21st floor," she asked as she helped him walk. He's much more awake now, compared to earlier as he can carry his weight better.

He just hummed in response. "Okay, nevermind, I'll take you there." She managed to get a visitors pass, and helped him get up. "All these inconveniences, Asano, you owe me really really big!"

"I'll pay you," he slurred. God, that arrogant prick really thinks he can just pay everything, even when he's drunk as hell. It's almost 12 am and she's also getting sleepy. The alcohol must have kicked in.

Finally, they were standing before a door labeled 2114, his room. "Keys, please?" Rio demanded, not even hiding the irritation in her voice. She's glad to help, yes, but she's still wary of the fact that he went to the bar alone, knowing that he could be as wasted as he is now. Plus the fact that he can just brush this event off and be his usual dickhead self when he sobers up. Well, guess they're equal now that she has something she can use to threaten him.

He pulled the keys from his back pocket. Just then Rio realized that he was wearing a very casual clothing, just a white shirt and jeans, a total opposite of what he usually wears. She haven't noticed earlier, because she kept on getting distracted by a lot of stuffs like his presence in a bar and his mind blowing confession. There's a quick, unnecessary thought that came out of her mind: he's hot when wearing casual clothes.

He managed to stand without her support and began fumbling his keys to unlock the door. She was just waiting for him to say thanks or bye or any formalities to acknowledge her help when he pulled her inside by surprise and pinned her against his door. She was about to say something when he swiftly kissed her.

To say that she is shocked is an understatement. She was petrified, it took her a few seconds to react. His kisses are violent, with much pressure. He's desperately sucking her lower lip, as if asking her to just let him in. Maybe it's the alcohol that did the thinking for her because her body moved totally on its own that she kissed him back, matching his pace and even gave his tongue the entrance that he desperately asked for. Now she's definitely gonna say it: for the record, that has been one of the hottest, most erotic kiss she ever had, including all the kisses with English boys she had hooked up with during her stay in London. Man, Asano Gakushuu is one hell of a kisser.

Soon they were both moaning quietly, his hands are steadied on each side of her face, keeping her still, while hers are on the back of his neck.

"Fuck," he moaned. Another record: one of the best lustful voice she ever heard. She was getting dizzy. She weighed her options. They shouldn't do this, so she had to flee and deny herself of getting laid, or throw her judgment out of the window and do it with her boss (it's been a while since she last got laid, also not to mention that she's gonna have it with a hot guy like this).

"Fuck you, Akabane," he whispered in between kisses. Oh. That woke Rio's judgment up. Probably Asano's too, because he pulled back and looked at her with horror in his eyes. Proper reasoning flooded over her: no she shouldn't have responded to that, no they shouldn'thave done that, she should leave right now, run if possible and seek the comfort of her own bed and not the warmth of the orientation ambiguous person before her who moaned out a particular name of a person with the same gender while ironically sucking the lights out of someone from the opposite gender. No, she's not a homophobe. But she doesn't fancy making out with someone who does it just to prove to himself that he's a man. This is all wrong.

So she did what's the most reasonable, she fled from the room and head home. She didn't even looked back when he called her out. She needs to sleep. Fingers crossed that everything will be forgotten when Monday comes. What a fucking long night.