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Shelter Chapter 8

More Action Than You Anticipated ~School Trip Time~

“Now fly from Dubai to Hawaii, leaving contrails across the sky as you go~” Your voice was overpowered by the rush of wind inside the tunnel. Yet, you happily sang while swaying in your seat, “Fly back to Dubai but a different arc, passing the Philippines on the way and then~!” At the loud and sudden note you made, you quickly grabbed the hands of those sitting next to you. Raising your hands and theirs high in the air, you shouted out, “Fly North and South between Hawaii and Dubai, changing direction every twenty-five degrees.”

Then the open train sped out of the tunnel and you relished the rush of air, before finishing with, “That’s how you draw Korosensei!” As you ended the song, you glanced at Maehara and Isogai who were staring at your intertwined hands. You brightly grinned at them before letting go to twirl in the space in front of you. Doing jazz hands after your spin, you quickly said, “Let’s do another round!”

“(Y/N)-chan, you might want to calm down for a moment. This is an open train, you have to be careful.” Kataoka hummed and you took a moment to pause in your second round of singing to regard her words. She’s right, you got to take it down a notch or else you’ll fall off. So you relaxed on the side of the train as your exuberant grin remained on your face. With your hair fluttering in the wind, you began to hum the song Korosensei taught you a few hours ago.

It’s the second day, meaning your first chance to try and assassinate Korosensei with group 1. You didn’t sleep at all last night, since you ended up talking to Gakushu till the sun rose in the distance, but you didn’t feel the effects of sleep deprivation. You were too excited and nervous for the day that you couldn’t help but feel energized and giddy. That said, you really couldn’t stop yourself from singing Korosensei’s made up song on the way to your assassination spot.

Taking in a deep breath of the morning air, you caught a simple signal that Kimura had thrown at you. Flashing him a universal ok sign, you proceeded to do your part of the assassination, and that was to distract your teacher. It was simple... nothing major like waving a knife and it eased your flutters about the plan. Somehow, you already started to feel dread with your upcoming actions, despite the lack of actual violence on your part. But you had to at least try. So after a silent intake of air, you focused on your teacher intently, yet carefree, as you engaged in light conversation about the scenery. As you do so, you ignored everything around you, including Maehara’s and Isogai’s awestruck look.

The two were quite surprised when you suddenly grabbed their hands inside the tunnel. They were immensely focused on the assassination that would soon take place, but you quickly broke down that concentration with one simple move. To Maehara, he felt incredibly elated again. Every moment he spent holding your hand or seeing your gorgeous face was a moment in pure bliss. But the same can’t be said for Isogai. To the Ikemen, every time he’s zoned out from admiring your beauty was a time where he’s filled with so much indecisiveness. He truly does love you, or at least he believes he does, but Isogai can’t have you distracting him from his responsibilities. Which, he admitted, you’re doing a great job off.

Maehara smiled at the brief interaction while Isogai minutely pouted. The two don’t know what they’re going to do with you. Despite their emotions, the world around them continued and the two soon heard Korosensei exclaim. The two glanced up to see their teacher incline over the side while you do the same, “You can really take in the scenery with no windows in the way!”

“I know right! Plus, the fresh wind is really soothing while you’re watching the land.” You had bubbly agreed before raising your camera. The train had stopped on top of The Hozu River Bridge and you grinned at the majesty of the sparkling water. Gesturing to the camera, you said, “Korosensei, do you mind posing? I want to get a picture of you with the river.” Your teacher couldn’t refuse due to the twinkling look in your eyes. Therefore, Korosensei turned in his spot to raise his wriggling limbs to a heart. Laughing at the sight, you then said, “Alright, I’m going to take the picture~”

That one sentence was a signal. It was meant for Hinano, who was supposed to exclaim about the touring boats heading timely on the river, to start. So she eagerly got up from her seat before pointing over the side. “Look, Korosensei! They’re going downstream!” Your teacher glanced over his shoulder to stare down the side.

The whole point was to get Korosensei to lower his guard three times. By making him pose for a picture, Korosensei had to be still for you, which would be the first. Additionally, Hinano’s comment would have him curious to look, distracting him for the second time. With that, you initiated the next bit as you whined, “Korosensei, you have to look over here for the picture!” As he turned again to face you, you inwardly awed at how he’s falling perfectly to the plan. Since you asked him suddenly, and with a chastising voice, Korosensei had to quickly devote his whole attention to you again, disarming him for the third time.

 That was it. The sniper assigned to your trip should then know to shoot the moment Korosensei faced you for the second time, and you were soon greeted by the distinct sound of a gunshot. Quickly snapping a picture with the flash on, you falsely grinned before setting aside your camera. Even though you had qualms about the assassination, you expected to see your teacher with a bullet to his head, but you were greeted, instead, with Korosensei still smiling at you.

He lowered his hands after you glanced up from your digital cam, “How did the picture turn out (Y/N)-chan?” Korosensei asked and you exchanged an amazed look with your classmates. They minutely widened their eyes before glancing to the side, dejected. You then glanced down at the screen and found to your amazement that it miraculously caught the moment Korosensei deflected the bullet.

Apparently, your teacher had bunched up his sleeves. He then used the bundle of clothing to wrap around the bullet before using his speed to twist the fabric. Korosensei was able to stop it due to the friction he made all the while facing the camera. Rather impressed at your teacher’s actions, you boldly laughed before bringing the device back up again. “You blinked in the shot. Let’s do another before we leave.”

As you brought up the camera again, you exhaled. Your heart was pounding. It was an unsettling feeling, knowing that an assassination against Korosensei had taken place with your knowing, and you felt sickened at the thought. The feeling of fighting your friends was foreign, and certainly not welcomed. You now knew that, and a small notion welled up in the back of your head. Could you continue this? Could you still attempt assassinating your teacher?

The question burned in your head as the flash from your camera brightened the day, and you bit your lip lightly to keep yourself from frowning. Just focus for today... You had already committed to the idea of trying; you can do it for a couple more hours. Inwardly sighing, you took a look at the picture you just captured of Korosensei. In this snapshot, your teacher was showing off his newly procured bullet and you giggled at the sight, nerves unwinding again, just as the train started up. Feeling yourself sway to the side as you admired the picture, you nearly tipped over, nearly however, because Maehara had grabbed your wrist. In one swift motion, he pulled you back down in your seat at the bench between him and Isogai.

It was instinctive, almost second-hand nature to save you like that, and Maehara didn’t process it until he did it. Yet, he was completely happy that he did because of the stunning smile on your face. “Thanks, Maehara,” You bubbly said and the male had to fight down the blush that was creeping his neck.

Putting on a wide grin to cover up the butterflies in his stomach, Maehara teased with, “No problem, but you should watch out next time. I’m not going to be there to catch you when you’re in your own world again.” Rolling your eyes at his response, you nonetheless said yes to his words. The two of you then engaged in casual chatter while Maehara tried to poke you.

While the two of you interacted casually, Isogai felt a sharp sting in his heart. He doesn’t understand what that emotion is, but he knew that he didn’t quite like the way Maehara was looking at you. Which was preposterous; Maehara’s his best friend. Isogai shouldn’t be angry at him, yet he can’t deny the unsettling feeling.

Seriously, just what should Isogai do about his newfound feelings? Should he accept it? Should he ignore it and try to fight the longing in his heart to hold you? Isogai’s been thinking about this since last night. He couldn’t go to sleep because all he could think about was your cute smile, his responsibilities, your sweet laughter, his school work, the way you make him feel, his job after school. All of those things cluttered his head and Isogai wasn’t closer to coming up with a decision. If anything it made him more confused about how he should react to his love for you.

Feeling a bit frustrated at the internal turmoil, Isogai tightened his hand. He just wished that there was something that can tell him the right answer. At that he sighed before leaning his head back. As he was about to close his eyes, the click of a camera caught his attention. Blinking, he saw the digital camera above him and he raised a brow.

“I know this attempt ended up a failure, but you shouldn’t be so crestfallen.” Your little smile greeted the male, and he blinked at the way you chewed your lip. He could tell you were reeling from the assassination based on a hint of blush on your cheeks, but Isogai chose to focus on your eyes and how warmly you were looking at him. “Just accept it and then work through the problems. Then the next time you confront him with another assassination attempt, you can smile without regrets knowing that you didn’t give up on it. Who knows, the next assassination could end up as a wonderful success.” At your encouraging words, you showed Isogai the picture that you took in attempt to cheer him up.

You were mildly in his personal space with two fingers up beside your cheek. You had winked at the camera as Isogai slumped back in his seat, unaware of how close you were. Gazing at the adorable action you made, something suddenly clicked in Isogai’s head. It was your words. While he knew that you said it because you thought he was sad about the assassination, it actually helped him with his current dilemma.

Just accept it and work through the problems. Then you can smile without regrets since you didn’t give up. Who knows, it could end up wonderful.

That’s what he got from your words. Isogai shouldn’t debate over it anymore. You’re going to distract him if he wanted to act on his emotions or not. Isogai should just accept the fact that he’s in love with you and try to work through the fact that you’re going to be on his mind no matter what. Thus, he shouldn’t just disregard his emotions; no, he should keep going with it because it could end up wonderful.

Laughing a little at how you unknowingly helped him out, Isogai carefully took the camera from your hands. Holding it up, he quietly wrapped his arm around your shoulders. Isogai bravely pulled you closer and you blinked in mild surprise before settling into a bright beam, posing for the camera as well. “Maehara, get over here and join the picture.” Isogai had said and Maehara didn’t hesitate to lean in and place an arm around your waist. With the three of you posing, Isogai swiftly took a picture.

When he heard the shutter, Isogai sighed. His heart was beating a mile a minute, of course, but he didn’t fret over that fact. Isogai accepted it and took it as a sign of something new happening between you and him in the future. So when you got up from your seat to take a group picture with Kataoka, Hinano, Hinata, and Kimura, Isogai completely smiled, no longer confused.

 ~*~*~*~

 “Now, begone with you. I care not for needless loss of life!” You shouted before placing a protective arm over Terasaka, who became irked by your actions. Pushing him to the side carefully and in a protective manner, you watched as Korosensei steely straightened his wiggly limbs as if it was a sword.

“How dare you! Come on, men! Get him!” At Korosensei’s words, you pretended to grab a sword only to brandish your arm steely forward. Your teacher then lunged to you with a solid tentacle only to be taken down by you with a quick whack to his side. Korosensei took a moment to fall comically down to the ground before using his Mach 20 speed to become another victim, which you quickly downed with a slash across his torso.

After taking down two enemies, you crouched down low as Korosensei flashed to be another opponent. Turning on your spot, you raised your arm up defensively to block the attack Korosensei made while behind you. You then proceeded to kick him at his tie before whirling to counterattack yet another enemy. After killing him with a wave of your arm, you then said stoically, “Blood-red cherry blossoms are the only flowers that bloom for evil.”

“Oi, just how long are you guys going to keep playing around!” Terasaka groaned out loud before roughly grabbing the back collar of your uniform. You stumbled backwards, since you were in the midst of play-attacking your teacher, before giving him a pout. Terasaka clicked his tongue in annoyance as he let go of your clothing. “Honestly, you guys show up late to the assassination and now you’re fooling around. Can’t we just get on with the trip?”

At his rather petulant words, you slowly put your arm down before a sheepish smile took over your features. “Sorry, Terasaka, it’s just that the show was freaking amazing!” You gushed and Hara chuckled as she patted your head almost motherly. She then asked you what happened during Group 2’s assassination and you laughed. “It ended up as a failure because Korosensei suddenly joined in the show mid-way. It’s kind of why we’re messing around. I wanted to experience how the show would’ve been like.”

While you say that, your teacher froze in his spot before letting out an embarrassed laugh. You’re now hanging out with Group 3 after being tardy with the whole meet-up time. Korosensei was the one to blame because of the events you had described. The plan for Group 2 was to try and corner him, but your teacher decided to go completely off track and mess with the show and the plan. So it led up to this moment, where you asked Korosensei for a mock fight and made Terasaka the princess of the play you’re supposed to protect.

“Well, let’s just go on with the trip like Terasaka-kun said. So how about we just trawl Nineizaka Street for souvenirs.” The group accepted, some begrudgingly than others, and so the whole lot of you traipsed the streets in search of the souvenirs, and sweets.

“Oh~ they got cute little knick-knacks over here!” You bubbly noted as you approached the store with Muramatsu and Yoshida in tow. Your eyes sparkled as you gazed at the adorable keychain of a gate of a famous shrine, and you lightly tugged on Yoshida’s arm. “Hey, do you think I should get that or that?” You pointed to the keychain before directing his attention to an oilpaper umbrella.

Yoshida just shrugged, not at all caring about the souvenirs but at least wanting to show you that he’s paying attention, and you sighed. “What about getting a Japanese knife instead?” Muramatsu had said and you turned your eyes to him. The blonde was standing in front of rows of knives and you suddenly had that sparkle of interest again. As Muramatsu took one off the hooks, he said, “Your dad’s a chef right? I think he’ll appreciate a Japanese knife.”

“Good eye, Muramatsu.” And with that, you grabbed one before hopping to the counter to pay for it. Hara trailed after you, blotting papers in hand. You’re immediately reminded of the reasons why you’re here and you hurriedly paid for your stuff. Swiftly exiting the store, you called out for your teacher who was busy talking to Kirara and Takebayashi Koutaro, a glasses wearing male who you barely talk to, unfortunately. “Sensei, come over here we want to show you the souvenirs we got.”

As Korosensei slithered over, Hara saddled up beside you. Flashing you a warm smile, she then unwrapped the blotting papers. Holding one up to your teacher, she said, “Korosensei, try this blotting paper.” And while your teacher minutely whined in embarrassment, you flashed eyes to the five story pagoda in the distance. The sniper should be watching, waiting for the distraction, and you ignored your defensive sentiments towards your teacher before helping the brunette apply the papers.

When you were done, you heard the whiz of a bullet and you expectantly watched your teacher. Hearing a weird squish, you furrowed your brows as Hara and the rest of the group sweat-dropped. You circled your living teacher and found, to your amusement again, that the bullet was stopped. But this time, it was stopped due to the thick amount of mucus underneath the blotting paper.

Laughing at the comical sight, you felt your phone vibrate through the fabric of your backpack (you’ve been carrying it with you all day just so you can store souvenirs and little snacks) and you swiftly pulled it out. You glanced at the caller ID and felt your smile grow bigger. “Manami,” You cheered upon tapping accept before watching the disbelieving looks of your friends at the amount of mucus stuck to the pads. Laughing curtly, you said, “What’s up? Korosensei and I are just about to head over to your place-.”

“Please, hurry!” Manami suddenly said, voice wavering and filled with fear and you immediately tensed. Your friend was quiet, this type of tone wasn’t something that she usually displayed and it instantly had you concerned as the grip on your phone tightened. You hurriedly asked her what the problem was before tucking away your newly acquired knife in your bag. Dashing down the street to where you knew they were, thanks to Kanzaki’s itinerary, you ignored the fact that you were separating yourself from your group.

“There’s these high schoolers, they just came out nowhere and attacked us. I – I ran away, but Karma-kun, Sugino-kun, and Nagisa-kun are trying to fight them off. Kanzaki-chan and Kayano-chan, they’re…” And you heard her choke on her words. You clenched your jaw, eyes ablaze with a desire to snap something. You don’t need to hear the rest to know. You just knew that some high schoolers were going to be in a world of pain tonight.

“Manami, listen to me. Stay where you are and hide for a long as possible. I’m gonna be there as soon as I can. Just don’t make a sound.” At that Manami whimpered out an okay. Hating how scared your friend was in her voice, you sped up in your run. “Don’t worry. Everyone’s going to be fine,” With that, you hung up, wanting no distraction as you headed over to their area. Your mind was wheeling at the danger your friends were in and you gritted your teeth. You needed to hurry.

 ~*~*~*~

 “Manami!” You shouted as you turned the corner. Concern was splayed on your face, before it slipped into horror and then anguish. Your breathing had immediately hitched when you saw Karma, Nagisa, and Sugino lying on the ground, the first two being unconscious as the latter writhed in pain. Manami stood over them, a worry-stricken look on her face as her body shook from silent sobs, and you released a shuddering breath upon noticing something. Kayano and Kanzaki weren’t with them. Dreading the worst, you balled your fist as angry tears pricked your eyes.

Those high schoolers were totally going to get it. Lowly growling, you forced yourself to withdraw from breaking anything- for now- as you quietly approached your science friend. “Manami,” You said almost inaudibly, afraid of blowing up in front of her, and she turned around. You saw the tears that accumulated in her eyes before you were abruptly enveloped in a relieved hug. Your glasses wearing friend started to weep on your shoulder and you felt your heart twist and clench with sadness.

“(Y/N)-chan, what do we do? Kanzaki-chan and Kayano-chan…” Then she choked on her words and you couldn’t bear to hear her cry for a second longer. You were going to make sure that you save Kayano and Kanzaki, and you were going to leave a trail of blood after you. You remembered what you said, in regards to thinking before acting. Well- you knew for certain that this scenario warranted your violence. This wasn’t school bullying. This was kidnapping, a felony. No one can convince you to hold back. Those high schoolers deserved every bit of pain you’ll give them.

Tightly clenching your hands, you pulled away from Manami carefully. “I know you’re frightened right now, but you need to focus.” At your stiff words, she wiped away her tears before nodding quietly, you’re right. Grinding your teeth, you said, “Call Korosensei right now. Tell him what happened. I need you to wait here for him and watch the guys. I’m going to go after Kanzaki and Kayano.”

Manami’s eyes widened at the prospect. You’re going to go after those thugs by yourself? Manami has no doubt that you can handle a couple of guys, but ten people would definitely be too much for you. Your friend tried to tell you that to calm you down and have you think reasonably, but you weren’t listening. Your mind was too muddled with the desire to hurt for you to understand the intensity of your proposal. All you were focused on was saving and avenging your friends, your personal health came second to theirs.

That said, you steely held Manami’s eyes and grumbled out, “Just go and call Korosensei. The faster you do so, the faster he can help me against those bastards, okay?” And while Manami didn’t want to leave, because who knows what you’ll do when she’s gone to talk, she wanted you to have your teacher as a reinforcement. So she turned away hesitantly before scrambling to call your teacher. As you watched her turn the corner, you slowly backed off.

Sorry Manami, but you were going to go after them now. You don’t have time to waste. So you turned on your heels, prepared to run through the neighborhood to search for your friends when a pained voice stopped you in your tracks. “N-no, (Y/N), don’t.” You heard Sugino’s voice groan out and you directed your attention to the once cheerful baseball lover. Tensing at his pained expression, you felt that fury wash over you again.

“They’re tough, tougher than anyone you’ve probably handled. Don’t go without Korosensei.” He bemoaned and you shook your head. You will chase them until you get your friends back, and even Sugino’s words won’t stop you.

A bit coldly, you gritted out, “I’ve trained and fought when I was younger so I can protect you guys and crush the bastards who hurt you.” The determination and the desire to kill in your voice worried Sugino immensely. He didn’t want you to go and get injured. He wanted you to be safe, or at least with help. Seeing the look in his pained eyes, you mumbled out. “Don’t worry, the blood you’ll see later on will be theirs.”

And your words did little to calm him. Sugino felt his heart race in fear and he tried to sit up in hopes of stopping you, but he swiftly collapsed. The pain in his abdomen was still there and it was hellish for the baseball lover to move, but he really wanted to stop you from making a bad decision. However, before he could attempt a second time, you were suddenly hovering over him, resolute.

“Sugino, you can’t stop me. Just rest, Korosensei will be here soon.” And that’s when you leaned down to give him a small whack on the neck. You muttered a tiny apology as your hand connected with his nerve. The male, in response to the contact, widened his eyes in alarm before his eyelids fluttered shut.  He’s unconscious. “I can’t have you stopping me...” You knew he won’t be saying anything for awhile now, so you quietly set him back down on the ground. Brushing away his dark hair from his face, you quietly whispered, “I’ll be back with Kayano and Kanzaki. Don’t worry...” So with one glance at your unconscious and dazed friends, your stomach bubbled with a need to break some bones before you raced out of the alley.

 ~*~*~*~

 “So, they’re supposed to be in here, right?” You asked, saccharine, as your grip on this male’s collar tightened. A strangled choke came out of his lips before he vigorously bobbed his head. Pointing at the van, then to the door, he made sure you knew that he was showing you the right way. Feeling the rational rage inside you kick in, you said, “Why, thank you for that information. Now, I hope you don’t mind if I do this.” Then you swiftly smashed his head against the wall.

A shout of pain didn’t greet your ears, but you did see the way his eyes rolled to the back of his head, this man’s definitely unconscious. Clicking your tongue in an upset manner, you let go of his collar as the smile wiped completely off your face. Your friends are inside that abandoned building, the people that you care about are inside being held against their will by some bastards who think they’re all that. Feeling your heart beat rapidly from adrenaline and anger, you grabbed the metal rod the high schooler had and wedged it under the door. You then curtly drove the metal up with a bang before walking in.

You were able to find out their hideout after referring to the book you and Korosensei made. Remembering that they would choose an abandoned area close by, you started running around the neighborhood while thinking back to the map Korosensei made. You found it soon enough since you saw a suspicious white van and the male you just recently beat up standing guard. It’s honestly stupid how they didn’t post a stronger guy. Well then again, you were filled with pent up anger that it was practically batting a fly when it came to putting him into submission.

You stopped walking after you came across a metal door. It was slightly open and you heard a stupid-ass voice mumbling out stupid-ass words. Taking in a shuddering breath since a vicious growl nearly slipped from your lips (at the thought of hurting the high schoolers of course), you gripped the doorknob tightly till your knuckles turned white. Inside were the people responsible for making Manami cry, for hurting Sugino, Karma, and Nagisa, and for kidnapping your two precious friends. You have no idea how you’re going to make your appearance, but you knew it’s going to end with bloodshed.

“We can look over all the fun memories in the photos we’re gonna take.” You heard the lecherous tone through the crack and your muscles tensed. Like hell you’ll let that happen. Bringing up a foot, you slammed the door wide open. As the door hit the wall, you used one hand to grab your camera while the metal rod rested on your shoulders.

At the sudden noise, the males glanced up only to find you with a dangerous smile, “Photos, ehh?” You said all too sweetly and the high schoolers stood up in alarm and confusion. Your two friends shouted in glee at the sight of you and the males cautiously reached for rods and empty bottles of alcohol, trying to gauge the level of threat you brought. You weren’t fazed at the hostile looks thrown at you as your fury spiked. Talking lowly, the expression on your face shifted to contempt, “Well, you guys should smile for the camera.”

You then snapped a picture before anyone could assume you were dangerous. The flash blinded them, causing them to blink furiously at the swimming dots in their vision. Taking the momentary pause of confusion, you rushed forward with a snarl as you brought the rod down on someone’s head. You heard a sickening crack as you connected with his skull and you didn’t hesitate to repeat the action on another guy. The strength you put in that swing was enough to have blood flow down the side of his face. The guy you promptly attacked gave you an incredulous look before collapsing, passed out.

Laughing almost sadistically, you cried loudly, “Oh man, he just fell like that! This guy’s going to get a concussion or maybe amnesia!” Then your tone drastically changed again as you growled out, “That’s not enough to pay back for what you did to my friends. But don’t worry. Your death will be good enough.”

And you lunged forward again with the intent to kill. Smashing your weapon at someone’s chest, you heard him wheeze before you dodged a punch heading straight for your jaw. Ducking, you swept your rod at another high schooler’s leg and knocked him off his feet. You then drove a heel to his stomach and took satisfaction at the strangled shout.

“You can’t do that!” The man you whacked on the chest heaved, and you naturally swerved as he attempted to stab you in the shoulder with a broken bottle. Crouching, you snarled before delivering a crisp kick to his face. The expression on his face shifted from anger to indescribable pain as you sent him flying to the side, face meeting the wall harshly.

“Oh and let me guess, kidnapping people is allowed instead? You guys need a fucking reality check!” Then you dashed forward while twirling the rod. Smacking the ends of the weapon to faces, you began getting vicious in this deadly dance. You bashed heads, created wounds, and even caused a lot of fast-forming bruises on their skin. However, eight people (since two were unconscious) were a handful to keep fighting. Eventually, your moves kept getting blocked and you found yourself being slowly cornered.

Narrowing your eyes as your body shook from both rage and mild exhaustion, you barely had the time to deflect a punch with your rod. But when you snapped the weapon defensively in front of your face, a bastard grabbed it. He then snatched it from your hands before throwing it to the side with a clatter. Frustrated at the loss of your weapon, you tightened your hands into fist, prepared to do martial arts as someone shouted, “Call for reinforcements!”

Groaning at the thought of backup, you swiftly delivered a punch to someone’s nose, he teetered with a grunt and you used the fact that he was enormous to shove him to his friends. As he brought down the others with him, you gritted your teeth and dashed straight for your friends. While they’re distracted by that big lug, you can go ahead and try to untie them. You managed to loosen part of Kayano’s bindings when someone pulled your collar.

“(Y/N)-chan!” Your friends shouted with worry as you felt your uniform choke you. Grasping to your throat, you were then harshly thrown back, but you quickly transitioned into a handstand so you could land, recovered yet tired. The moment you glanced up, you caught sight of a blade. Instinctively, you bared your sharp nails and slashed parallel lines across his face, over a scar.

A silence dampened the room as shock ensued. The man you attacked felt the fresh wound before seething out, “You bitch!” Then he swiftly brought his arm up. You didn’t get a chance to react when you felt the blade slice a thin line across your cheek, nicking the tip of your ear at the end of the slash. Your body minutely tensed as warm blood trickled down from the cut. The wound was thin, hardly something that one could see but you knew those wounds were the deepest cuts. Momentarily raising a hand up to touch the fast flowing red liquid on your cheek, shock flooded your body. It was the first time someone was able to inflict an injury on you in a long while. Hissing at the sting now starting to make its way through your system, you forgot the existence of those around you as two goons snuck up behind you.

Abruptly, metal rods slammed against your temple and the back of your head, and you lost your balance as you swayed in your spot. Someone quickly brought the blunt object to your side and you shouted in pain when your shoulder hit the floor. They caught you off guard and took that chance to attack you. Gritting your teeth, you flashed murderous eyes up at the high schoolers when you were suddenly jumped.

Shoes slammed against your sides and you instinctively clutched your head. Curling up into a ball, you tried to protect yourself as they mercilessly kicked between your shoulder blades and to your torso. You vaguely heard the concerned scream of your friends, but you ignored them as pain erupted all over your body. You knew you’re going to get bruises if they kept going, but you couldn’t do anything about it with your mildly weakened state. You gotta give them that...They learned. They knew not to attack you one-by-one.

“Someone get some ropes! Tie this bitch up so she can’t do shit!” Cried the ringleader, and you suddenly felt someone harshly grip your wrists. Heaving you up with enough force to pull your arms out of their sockets, you felt the harsh bindings of rope against your wrists, biceps, and your ankles. Anger blew up inside as they roughly shoved you towards Kanzaki and Kayano, who only worriedly shouted your name. Crap, now you really can’t do anything.

“You pieces of shit.” You panted out after pulling yourself to a sitting position. Fiercely glowering at them, you grimaced at the way they’re eyeing you and your friends. You quickly bared your teeth in the ringleader’s direction before saying, “You do realize that I called my friends and my teacher before coming here.” At your words, Kanzaki and Kayano gasped in hope and you watched as the high schoolers snorted.

Bending down to your level, the guy you slashed grabbed a fistful of your hair before painfully holding you up by the tresses. Hissing due to the pain in your scalp, the high schooler got up in your face with a smirk. “You think we’re scared about your junior high friends and your teacher? Please, we can take down anybody faster than you can blink.”

“Then what have we been doing for the past half hour, a staring contest?” And after you bravely taunted them with that, you spat in his face through the pain you’re experiencing. The male dropped you as he screeched. You landed on your knees and you darkly chuckled, before it turned into a mildly violent cough. Laughing was painful as you felt your lungs constrict; it was hard to breathe almost. You wheezed through the pain before smirking coyly as the man you spat at seethed with rage. He didn’t look to happy- but then again, his face wasn’t all too friendly to begin with.

“You’re fucking pissing me off!” He growled, delivering a swift kick to your temple and you fell to your side. Holding in a shout, your face was suddenly gripped tightly and you were forced to look at him as he sneered. Tilting your head this way and that, the sneer turned into a disgusting leer. “It’s a shame that you’re an actual bitch. You got a pretty face.” Then he whipped out the blade again and your eyes narrowed at the sight as he and his friends laughed. “Well, you’re messed up already for pictures. No one would mind a few more cuts, right? Four more slices to pay back what you did to me.”

“Don’t do anything to her! Stop it!” Kayano and Kanzaki shouted at him, and he gestured for someone to shut them up. Four of his goons quickly grabbed their arms before planting a dirty hand to their mouths. Your friends began to scream, albeit muffled, and your anger flared at the distress in their eyes. Growling lowly, you attempted to bite his hands, but he had slammed you down on the couch. With your hands bound awkwardly behind you, the male straddled your legs before sliding the hand on your face to your neck.

Looming over you, the male said, “Just stay still and this won’t end up messy.” Then he lowered the blade to your cheek again and you thrashed under his hold despite being so sore. But before he could actually do anything, the door to the hideout burst open again. The high schoolers glanced up irritably at yet another interruption before their eyes morphed to shock.

There in the shadows of the doorway, the man you had knocked unconscious prior to coming here appeared. However, he didn’t look like he was in a “top” condition like you left him. No, he had a large purple bruise at his right eye and his face was swollen. He was suddenly tossed forward and you heard the tiny, almost dead, groan he made.

“School trip guidebook, page 1243,” A familiar voice had chimed and you turned surprised eyes to the source. “What do I do when a group member has been abducted? If you have no leads on the perpetrator, begin by using their accents and conversational topics to determine if they are from the local area. If not, and if they are wearing a school uniform, see page 1344.”

Nagisa, Karma, Sugino, and Manami then stepped out of the shadows and your heart swelled with happiness. They’re here! Your friends are here to save you, Kanzaki, and Kayano. However, that meant they have to face these high schoolers themselves. Your heart then pounded in panic at the thought as your two friends behind you shouted muffled reliefs.

“How’d you know where we were?” The male holding you screamed and you felt his grip on you tightened. Wincing at the pain, you closed your eyes and missed the dangerous look that flashed over Sugino, Karma, and Nagisa as they took in the sight. In their eyes, the position you, Kanzaki, and Kayano were in did not help the fury that they had over the kidnapping.

Kanzaki and Kayano were being held against their will with hands clamped over them. They were struggling hard against the high-schoolers’ hold, eyes alight with happiness at their presence. Meanwhile, you were limp as your chest heaved with fatigue. Your eyes were completely full of concern, however, as your expression screamed for them to save themselves, but they didn’t move.

They didn’t dare fucking move because when they looked at you, the guys felt their body tense with untapped rage. That’s because they saw the rather susceptible position you were held in. Your shirt had mildly ridden up, exposing your bruised torso, after the high schooler threw you on the couch. Furthermore, a guy was sitting on your legs with his hand closer to your chest than he thought. You were defenseless, bound, and wounded since the cut on your cheek was still bleeding.

Immediately, their anger intensified as Nagisa slammed the book in his hands close. Seeing you hurt and most of all in a vulnerable position, ignited a burning desire to beat these high schoolers black and blue. So when Nagisa dropped the book, not wanting to answer the question shot at him, a simultaneous thought passed through the males’ mind. They’re going to fuck that guy’s face up.

“Tch, it doesn’t matter how you got here! All of you are going to get a tougher beating than last time!” And that’s when loud footsteps were heard through the open doorway. Your eyes widened in fear as you recalled the words he distantly said half an hour ago. That must be the reinforcements someone called while you were fighting.

Feeling yourself panic at the prospect of more people coming to attack your friends, you loudly yelled, “Run! Call for the cops! Get out of here!” But you were quickly silenced with a blade to your throat. Karma, Sugino, and Nagisa felt their muscles tense at the violent sight and their heart rate spiked up.

“Hmph, you junior high brats sure think you’re tough! Here come the buddies I called. They’re badasses the likes of which you do-gooder-shits have never… WHAT?!” His threat was cut off the moment four dazed and clearly unconscious males came to view. You blinked, confused, before your expression morphed to one of pure delight. Korosensei was right there behind them, tentacles wrapped around their neck.

You felt your body relax in relief, so utterly grateful that your teacher was here. Chuckling, you got the attention of the male on top of you. When he turned bewildered eyes down on yours, you heaved a shaky breath before saying, “Meet my teacher and friends. Still think you can take them down?” At your words, the high schoolers eyed the monstrous height of your teacher and the murderous look splayed on your male friends’ face. They hate to admit it, but they don’t think they can handle them.

“Uh, Korosensei, while we’re glad that you’re here, why are you hiding your face?” Manami said quietly, since the others were too busy with their anger to turn around, and your teacher explained his reasons. He didn’t want his students to associate his face with violence. That’s honestly noble, but unnecessary since almost everyone here was used to the aggression directed to others.

“Korosensei, sorry to say this since you took the time to come here, but do you mind taking a backseat for a while? I personally want to take care of these fellow students.” Karma had vehemently said and your teacher noticed the menacing aura around them. It doesn’t take a genius to be able to put two and two together, and your teacher knew that this was a man’s fight. They wanted to act for the sake of their feelings.

Making a noise of understanding, your teacher said, “I concede. However, I hope you don’t mind if I do this first.” Then a burst of air rustled the whole area as your teacher used his Mach 20 speed. Flashing behind your friends again, your teacher dropped every item that could be considered harmful on the floor beside him, including the knife that was on your neck. You felt the bindings around you loosen as well. You found, to your pleasure, that he undid the knots of the rope. You rolled your raw wrists as Korosensei donned the pitch black color. He then rasped out, “You may now have fun, but please note that I will participate at some points because I don’t want any harm to befall any of you.”

At his words, your panic came back again. Your teacher won’t help? But then Karma, Nagisa, and Sugino are totally going to get hurt! At the full on concern for your friends, you moved to get out from under this high schooler, but before you could act Karma had rushed forward and punched him. The redhead’s fist connected painfully with the guy’s jaw and he was sent flying off of you. A grunt of pain could be heard from him as Karma charismatically smiled down at you.

“(Y/N)-chan, shall we?” He asked as he brought a hand out, like a gentleman. You stared, flippantly, at him before quietly taking it. What just happened? As Karma slowly pulled you up into a sitting position, two blurs passed on opposite side of you. Turning around in surprise, you saw Sugino and Nagisa leap over the couch in one swift movement. They had a determined smile on their face as they socked the two goons holding Kanzaki and Kayano under their chin.

The force packed in that one punch was enough to knock them backwards. The high schooler’s teeth were most definitely mashed in. Finding yourself slip into a type of awe at the power your friends possessed, you missed the part where Karma protectively put you behind him. Kayano and Kanzaki had quietly slipped beside you and you were knocked out of your stupor when they tugged on your dirty sleeves.

“Go on, (Y/N)-chan, we’ll take care of them for you.” And Karma took a step forward, planning on joining the fray. That’s when you noticed something. The three guys had a smile on their face as they fought, yet a frightening aura enveloped them. You realized that they were completely furious but they were presenting such a warming smile. You didn’t understand. You don’t get why their inner and outer emotions were contrasting each other, until it clicked.

They’re smiling to reassure you. They must’ve seen the concern and worry in your eyes and were trying their hardest to show that they can take care of themselves. Tightening your hand, you released a reluctant and relieved breath. These guys don’t want your concern for them to escalate. Feeling honestly glad for that, a tiny smile appeared on your lips.

“Karma,” You said before he can help Nagisa and Sugino, and you bravely looked in his mercury eyes. Quickly pulling him into a hug, you whispered. “Go get them. I trust you guys,” your hands flew up to thumb his cheek earnestly, a grateful look in your eyes, before you retreated with Kanzaki and Kayano to where Korosensei waited with a med kit.

Karma stood, surprised at the small sentimental action before the smile he donned faltered a bit. Well then- Karma can’t possibly lose now. He then menacingly gazed at the badly battered high schoolers before chuckling lowly. It’s time to finish what you started. So the red-head dove into the fight, punches fiercer than ever due to the wonderful energy surging in him.

[mari-matsu]

Shelter Chapter  7

First Day ~School Trip Time~

“FIELD TRIP,” You had enthusiastically said as you burst through the class doors. A jovial smile was on your face as your classmates trailed after you, a sweat dropped expression on some people’s visages. You didn’t mind the look they were giving you as you twirled on your heel while a girlish squeal escaped your lips. Dancing in your spot, you giggled out, “We’re finally going on a field trip! Oh my god, I can’t wait!” Then you traipsed around the room as your friends gave you an amused expression.

“You’re really excited for this, aren’t you, (Y/N)-chan?” Manami had asked you softly and you turned to her with a beam on your face. The level of excitement and anticipation you had for this school trip can rival even Korosensei’s and he came to school wearing a geisha. It’s just that you really loved field trips, especially if they were the overnight ones. You get to spend more time with your friends and classmates, and you get to explore new sights, something that you really loved since you’ve been traveling with your parents since you were young.

Quickly grasping Manami’s hands, surprising the tiny scientist, you eagerly said, “Of course I am! School trips are the best, and we’re going to Kyoto! Everything is so pretty there during the spring, although it’s a shame we’re not visiting the place at fall. The traditional food is magnificent too, plus the historical shows are amazing!” You had gushed and Manami lightly smiled at your exuberance as you joyfully swung both of your hands in an arc.

“(Y/N)-chan, it sounds like you’ve already been there.” Kataoka hummed thoughtfully as your female friends gathered around, and you nodded your head. She then flashed you an inquisitive look, “If you have already visited, then why are you so excited to go?” You quickly whirled on Kataoka as your eyes sparkled with mirth.

“It’s because I get to go with you guys this time! The last time I went, it was with my parent’s for a business trip, and even then I didn’t get to see everything. But this time, I have three days to spend and explore! How can I not be excited for this?!” You said with a hop and a majority of your female friends laughed at how much of a kid you were. Yet despite that, they were quite happy upon knowing that you were just excited to spend more time with them.

 Facts about (Y/N):

10. Gets extremely pumped for the class field trip.

 “Well, before you can get excited about the trip, you still need a group.” Hayami had coolly said and you paused in your happy squeals to consider her words. That’s right you still need a group to work with. Just a class period ago, Karasuma-sensei had told you all about how this trip wasn’t going to be a regular one. You were all supposed to focus on assassination since Kyoto offered a lot of places for sniping. That said you were to be placed in even groups. If you remembered correctly, it’s supposed to be three groups of six and two groups of four, but due to the uneven number of students there’s supposed to be a group with an extra person.

Humming thoughtfully, you soon frowned at the odd group. If someone joined the one with six members, then it’s too much. However, if they joined the one with only four members, then it’ll be unfair to the smallest group. Sighing, you slumped against the desk at the front of the class. “Why can’t we all just go together? It’s not fun if we have to split up.” A pout then wormed its way to your lips, and your friends gave you a comforting pat on the shoulder.

“Well, we could always just meet up with our groups.” Kanzaki kindly offered, but you were still pouting. You really wanted to spend the day with all of your friends, and try to help with everyone’s assassinations. You wanted to be able to support them at all times, despite your slight unwillingness to harm your teacher… This isn’t fair, why can’t you just join everybody’s group.

“Hey, (Y/N), want to be in my group?” A collection of voices sounded and you lightly picked your head up to meet five inquiring gazes. Your pout deepened as Nagisa, Sugino, Karma, Maehara, and Isogai exchanged a look at how in sync they were with their asking. However, they just brushed it off as they expectantly looked at you, an unknown jealousy formed in their hearts.

“Yes!” You had whined before dejectedly laying your head on the desk again. The five blinked, not knowing how to take your answer since you didn’t specify as to who you’re replying to, as some of your female friends inwardly grinned at their reaction. They still felt like shipping you with someone, but at least they’re not making it a competition anymore.

You began to mope over the desk again before vaguely hearing Irina-sensei go crazy about being left behind. But over that shouting she made, you heard the door slide open and the squish of tentacles. Turning so your other cheek was on the desk, you saw Korosensei approach you with familiar red books. Instantly, you perked up at the sight, your gloom momentarily forgotten, as Korosensei exclaimed with, “There’s one for each of you!”

“What are they?” Isogai asked and your teacher said that they were school trip guidebooks. Korosensei then used his Mach 20 speed to hand them out. As he dropped one in each student’s hands, your classmates slouched from the heavy weight as Maehara exclaimed how heavy they were. You just brightly grinned at the sight of these books as you raised yours up, not at all bothered with the weight.

“This book holds everything you wanted to know about Kyoto, perfect for the incoming trip!” You had cheered, completely out of your glum, as Korosensei nodded behind you. This book was actually created because after Korosensei announced the trip yesterday, you immediately gushed your time there to him. The similarly enthusiastic teacher decided to write down everything you said, down to the last detail, before taking a trip there with his Mach 20 speed.

So with your Kyoto experience and Korosensei’s quick trip, the book was born because the two of you were too excited to do anything but wait. “Every sight-seeing spot illustrated, the top 100 souvenirs, and travel self-defense how-to’s from square one to practical use! The two of us stayed up last night making them!”And he’s not wrong; you literally came here last night to help put the books together.

You bobbed your head at his words as you grinned. By the way, the travel self-defense section was completely because of you. The knowledge that you learned from your past self-defense teachers were all packed in there in hopes that it may help your classmates. Continuing on, you then held up a tiny paper sculpture before saying, “Korosensei even made a paper craft model of Kinkakuji! It’s like the real deal!” You squealed and your teacher happily joined you.

“Just how psyched are the two of you for this?!” Cried one of your classmates, but you had dismissed the question with a hop in your place. No words are needed to be said for Korosensei’s and your actions are good enough answers. You really could not wait for this trip.

Well, before you can get excited about the trip, you still need a group.

Hayami’s voice echoed in your mind and you immediately halted once again. Oh that’s right. Sighing, you’re about to start your mope again, before your eyes suddenly lit up. There’s no harm in asking, right? “Korosensei, is it possible if I can switch between groups?” Your sudden question threw him off as your classmates and teachers stopped to listen.

“Switch between groups? Do you mean participating with everybody?” Korosensei asked and you nodded. “Give me a good reason why you should.”  At that your irises then twinkled with a bit of hope as you clasped your hands together, pleadingly.

“I want to be with everybody!” You had started with a bubbly tone, before it became mildly serious. “This is the first assassination attempt in which I can help. I want to be able to assist everyone. I don’t care if I get the money, in fact if the assassination works, I don’t want a single yen. I just want to try and help everyone, to support them, Korosensei.” You had resolutely said, and your teacher is reminded of your words weeks ago.

Despite your previous conviction to help your classmates with an assassination, you have yet to do so. That’s mainly because you were caught up with the assembly and the midterms to actually do anything. But also due to the dilemma in your heart. The prospect of wielding a blade against your teacher and friend sickened you, but this was something you had to face.  So, this will be the first time you’ll try to assassinate Korosensei, you decided. Whatever happens, you’ll take it as a sign of what’s to come; whether or not you do have the mental power to kill Korosensei will be decided on the trip.

As your teacher mulled his thoughts over, a silence enveloped the classroom as they waited for Korosensei’s response. Even Irina-sensei or Karasuma-sensei won’t say anything. They’re leaving the decision entirely up to him. “Hmm, this would be your first time assassinating me.” Your teacher mumbled in thought and your heart swelled with happiness at the foreshadowed response, “Alright! You can join every group! However, you’re going to have to travel with me to be able to assist in everyone’s assassination.” Then you let out a cry of happiness as you pumped your arms. “But, I now expect greater assassination attempts since everyone has an extra member in their group.”

At that, simultaneous noises of agreement could be heard. You just grinned at Korosensei, not at all fazed at the raised expectations. And so, the next few days in the classroom consisted of meticulous planning with everybody in the class. You made sure to go over everything and anything that your classmates planned. You helped them out with an idea to corner your teacher, relayed descriptive information about every sight, and even pointed out restaurants and attractions your classmates could visit after their attempt was done. The process was guilt-inducing but you forced the thoughts away. You were going to try assassinating. That’s the main goal. So with a deep inhale in every group meeting, you surged on with your assassination preparations.

Let’s not forget your own preparation for the trip, however. Like Korosensei, you were exuberantly packing everything, but it’s actually important. You made sure to pack a pocket knife, although you don’t really use it, because your parents had insisted. Additionally, you packed little things that would entertain you for a while, like books, a rubix cube, and even some cards. You also made sure to remember the camera you’ve owned since you were a young kid, to take multiple pictures and videos of course. Not to mention, you packed your laptop too.

Anyways, throughout the week, you were always hanging around everybody, thinking stuff down to the detail, that it actually surprised you when the week was over. It felt like it was only a day with the way you were focused, but you can’t say that you were disappointed. After all, the awaited day came, the time for the school trip to start.

 ~*~*~*~

 Snap

You took a quick picture of the whole train compartment in front of you. Your classmates glanced up in surprise at the sudden noise before looking down with a chuckle. You were taking pictures, again. You had done it before you left school, upon arriving at the station, and now minutes after you boarded the train. No one even bothered to question it. They knew how happy you were about this trip, and they were right. You were so cheerful, that you wanted to take a photo and video of every wonderful moment. That said a wide smile was suddenly on your face as you let go of the device, camera now hanging around your neck.

“We’re on the train! We’re heading to Kyoto!” You squealed as you hopped amiably in the middle of the aisle before kneeling in a seat. Your friends laughed at your exuberance, already used to it. Accepting the laughs, you morphed your lips into a dreamy smile as you leaned over to feel the seats under your fingers. “Nothing beats riding coach class.” You had sighed which elicited a few confused and amused looks.

Maehara, who was sitting at a seat you were leisurely lying over on, then said, “Really? I thought first class was better.” He then groaned loudly, having lost a majority of his money to Rio and Okajima who had cheered. Six of your friends were currently in the middle of Rags to Riches, a game where you were honestly pretty good at since you were around financial matters since you were young. Therefore, you half-heartedly hummed as you eyed the board game in interest.

“To me, first class is boring. Sure you get the luxury, but it’s not as fun as coach. Everyone is always quiet up there. Plus, for school trips nothing is better than riding coach.” You had explained and Rio had made a noise of understanding before rolling the dice. It landed with a low number, causing you to quickly jump in your seat. Unconsciously leaning close to Maehara, you breathed out, “Buy a stock from Biff’s burgers!”

The brunette unknowingly tensed when your breath hit his neck and he felt that odd sick feeling again. He’s been experiencing it often with you, leaving him in a state of bliss and confusion. Maehara has been flirting and dating with girls since he can remember, but he never really experienced the feeling of awkward delighted nausea. You were the first person to make his heart race, and, while he can’t pinpoint the name of the feeling, he can say why he’s experiencing it.

It’s because you showed him your pretty smile and pulled him into a warm hug. You showered him with affection and care, something that he never received from the girls that he dated. You were extremely kind to him and tolerant to his pokes and teasing. Maehara realized that all the little sweet stuff that you did for him, to him, is the reason why he’s feeling all weird inside.

Feeling his heart beat quicken, Maehara mildly zoned out as he noticed how close you were. So close that Maehara realized that if you turn around, you would accidentally peck him on the cheek. That said he froze at the thought of the intimate action, and you blinked in confusion when he didn’t do his turn. “Hey, Maehara, everyone’s waiting for you to make your move.”

Your words were slowed to him, and it’s mainly because you were making the notion to turn. He saw the way your hair fell to frame your face, and he instantly felt his hand turn clammy. Oh crap, you’re doing exactly what he was just thinking. What should he do? Should he just sit there and let the accidental kiss happen? Should he freaking move so that he can save himself the heart attack?

As he has an internal dilemma about this, Maehara noticed that this was the first time he ever got flustered about anything with a girl. Usually, he would just let this happen but you’re really making it hard for him to accept it. He doesn’t know if that’s a good thing or a bad thing, but whichever it is, Maehara knows that you’re really changing him.

“Don’t worry, I got you.” You suddenly said, and Maehara noticed how your lips weren’t on his cheek. Feeling a bit disappointed, he saw that you had, instead, tilted your head in his direction to see the money in his hands. You moved delicate fingers to take a fake 100 bill before handing it over to Hinano. There was no accidental contact, however you’re now closer than ever and Maehara really liked that. He just wished that you weren’t in the seat behind him and that you were snuggled in his arms.

While Maehara silently wished, the game continued and Hinata had rolled a high six. The table suddenly went quiet before cries of indignation rose. Hinata stood shock still at the outcome, while Hinano and Okajima slumped forward, upset. Rio had clutched her hair in disbelief as Yuzuki started to exclaim that the dice was rigged. You, however, just smiled victoriously before nudging Maehara.

You leaned back to show him a victorious smile as he blinked in confusion, lost on what just happened. “It’s complicated but Hinata rolled a number and stuff happened. But as a result, the stock prices for the Burger restaurant rose. I kind of saw it coming based on what the others had. Since judging the game layout, there’s no way Biff’s could lose stock prices so I went ahead and bought you 300 stocks for the place. It’s hard to explain the process but congrats, Maehara, you just won the game.” At your explanation, Maehara’s jaw dropped. While he was debating internally, you won the game for him in one move.

Giggling at the sight, you drew a finger to close his mouth. Winking, you said, “I thought you needed the help.” And Maehara felt the familiar pounding again. Oh, the things that you do that make his heart go crazy.

“Let’s play another round! This time, you’re helping me out, (Y/N)-chan!” Rio had exclaimed as she cleared the board and Hinano shot back on how she wanted your help. Hinata and Yuzuki decided to team up for the next round, and had asked for your assistance. Okajima was still mortified to actually say anything- makes sense, he was at the top until you interfered.

You just grinned as they fussed, before you interjected with, “Actually, I want to try playing once. Put me in the game you guys!” The competitive aura that had waved off you enticed the other girls to feel the same. Soon the whole table, minus the guys since they were still stuck in their own world, felt determined to win. However, before the game of the century can actually begin, Kataoka called your name. Immediately, your gung ho attitude faltered as you slipped on an apologetic smile, “Maybe next time then.”

You then slid off the seat you were in as you gave your friends a quick goodbye. The girls enthusiastically waved back, telling you to come back soon so you can play. The moment you were out of earshot and sight, Maehara came out of his stupor. Blinking in confusion, he asked “What – where’d (Y/N) go?” And when he glanced over his shoulder in a somewhat wild manner, Rio, Hinata, Yuzuki, and Hinano burst into laughter.

“Hey,” You bubbly noted, as you saddled up beside Yada, Kimura, Isogai, and Kataoka. The four glanced up from the map they were overlooking and you whistled in awe. The map was something that the five of you were marking on since last week. It had the whole schematics of the route you all planned to take. It also included the ideal spots where they could trap Korosensei, and the positions you all had to be in. Feeling impressed at their determination, you said, “You guys are really into this assassination attempt.”

Isogai sheepishly rubbed the back of his head. “Well since we got another member in the team, we thought that our chances of succeeding are higher. So we wanted to be sure about the whole plan.”

“That said,” Kataoka hummed as she pointed to a certain spot in the map dotted with blue and green, “Can you tell us about this area. I think we’ll choose this spot to carry the plan out if there aren’t any obstacles for the sniper.” At her words, a small smile flitted to your lips before you perched on an arm rest, needing to sit down because the memory was so vivid.

“That spot is the Philosopher’s Walk, isn’t it?” When the four nodded, you wistfully sighed. “I really liked that place. It’s a peaceful path with canal-lined cherry trees. During fall, the roads would be lined with beautiful and bright warm colors and you can just hear the water running along with the crunch of the leaves.” Then you paused before chuckling, abashed, “Oh, but we’re going during spring. The streets would be dotted with sakura petals, and the canal would have a pretty pink hue because a bunch of the petals would float down.”

Your eyes suddenly had that familiar sparkle of awe as your voice turned even softer and gentler. “During Hanami, the birds would be chirping a musical tune. Neighborhood cats would be there, waiting to be petted. People would be laughing as they ate sweets, and couples would be holding hands as the sakura petals fluttered around them. The whole path is such a perfect photography moment…” You then quickly straightened before shooting out of your seat. A look of realization is on your face and you quickly scrambled for the camera on your neck. “I actually have photos of that spot…” And you trailed off as you turned on the digital camera.

The four who were intently listening in the beginning, felt their attention diminish. Kataoka, Yada, and Kimura had expected you to cut straight to the chase and start listing facts, variables in relation to the assassination, and the percentage of success like you usually did. However, they didn’t expect you to be steered off track. This was something different, and they really need you to focus, but you were too preoccupied and they didn’t want to break that soft look you had.

So, the three of them exchanged a careful expression before nudging a dazed Isogai, “Hmm, what?” The Ikemen snapped out of his trance to stare, bewildered, and Kataoka, Yada, and Kimura minutely gave him an amused look.

Not that Isogai would admit it, but he honestly lost himself while you talked. He just liked seeing the way you talked so softly and kindly about something. The way your eyes just twinkled as you remembered, and the little things that you do. Such as when you talked about the petals, he noticed the small unconscious smile you made because the image made you so happy. Or when you chattered about the couples during Hanami, Isogai took note of the way you momentarily closed your eyes so you could relive that memory again.

He really felt content seeing the affectionate look you had. It’s just something about it that made him feel all warm and fuzzy inside. Isogai really won’t admit it, but he felt at ease so long as you were smiling like always. That said a pleased smile drew on his lips as he saw you sifted through the gallery in your camera. He allowed himself a second longer to look at your graceful features before turning to the three.

A smile was on their visages, something akin to a teasing and knowing one, and Isogai had to raise a brow at them. “What?” He mumbled, not understanding what’s with the look and his friends chuckled.

“Nothing~ But I think you might want to be a little less obvious about the staring.” Yada whispered with a wink and Isogai felt a blush creep on his cheeks. Was he really staring at you? His eyes sneaked a glimpse at you again, and he felt that blush deepen. You were intently gazing at the camera to notice that you had stuck out your tongue to the side. Your hair had fallen to one side because you had tilted your head, and the beautiful shimmering river behind you accented the innocent features you had.

Isogai minutely pursed his lips as the train sped ahead, and the river was replaced by the sides of the tunnel. This time, he knew that he was staring because Kimura had nudged him again, but with a more playful smile. Isogai couldn’t help it. You were too beautiful for him to look away. Isogai took a deep breath to compose himself before clearing his throat. You glanced up from your camera with a confused look on your face.

“(Y/N)-chan, we,” He darted his eyes to his friends who were just grinning, “We kind of just wanted to know if the area was good for an assassination attempt.” And while he really didn’t want to break the cute look you had, he needed to be focused on something so that he would stop staring at you.

You blinked, processed his words, before an embarrassed blush took over your features. Bringing a hand up to your neck in an abashed manner, you said, “Sorry about that. I like to ramble about that place. I’ll just show you the pictures and point out possible areas the sniper can hide in.”

As you focused back on your camera, but this time with the assassination on your mind, Yada took the moment to ask you a question. “What’s so special about that place, (Y/N)-chan? Anything particularly awesome happened there?”

“My parents actually met there.” You had said with a soft smile and Kataoka and Yada had an interested look on their face. The nostalgia came back again, but you remembered to be on task. That said you continued scrolling through the hundreds of images in your camera as you spoke. “It was for a business trip for both of them. My dad was there to taste the traditional food while my mom came to study the sweets. The two of them happened to be walking on opposite sides when they bumped into each other. Apparently, my mom dropped all her sweets into the river and my dad was so humiliated that he dove in to grab them. His suit was soaking.”

You then chuckled at the story you heard a thousand times, when your eyes lit up. “Oh, I found it! These are some of the pictures I took last time I went in the spring.”  You then tilted the camera’s screen to your friends.

“Wow, that’s a really nice place to start your whole love life.” Kataoka mumbled and you silently agreed with her. True to your previous words, soft pink could be seen everywhere. The ground was littered with it. Your friends can see the cherry trees that arch over the canal and their eyes widened in amazement. It really was gorgeous.

Taking in the awed look, you said, “One day, I want to walk there with my boyfriend…” And with that wishful thinking, you began scrolling through the pictures. You then pointed out the possible places the sniper could hide in, such as the temples and shrines found on either side. You even showed how the sniper could set up in Gingakuji or Zanzenji, which is on opposite ends of the path.

While you went on about your detailed explanation, Isogai started to zone out again. No, he’s not staring at you this time. He’s thinking. Isogai’s wondering what would happen if they chose this spot to be their assassination spot, if they chose the spot where your parents met.

Like Kataoka said, it’s a nice area where love can bud. Isogai can just imagine you and him walking hand in hand underneath those cherry trees as the petals land around you, heightening the delicate features you possessed. The two of you would just chat and finish the 20 question games you started days ago. Isogai would get to know you more, perhaps even fall in love with you more.

Oh hold on, more in love? Does that mean that Isogai loved you? Whoa, whoa, but that can’t be true. He barely even got to know you. He only knew about the little things that you do… the little things that make his heart swell with happiness and his heart jump like crazy. Isogai internally froze.

He thought back to that time at your place. The intimacy, the way his heart thudded, how he hoped that you were feeling the same way. Then he remembered the emotions upon seeing you gush over your favorite spot. And then what he just imagined… Oh my god he's totally in love with you. But he can’t be. He has too many things on his plate, his job, school, assassination, and his family. Isogai can’t be in love because it’ll distract him, you’ll distract him. Feeling rather torn about this situation, he missed the question Kimura had thrown at him. He only heard him when he repeated it for the third time, and even then he was half-heartedly listening.

“Isogai, I asked if you wanted to go ahead with the bridge plan instead. (Y/N) just told us that the area would be kind of hard to carry an assassination attempt.” Kimura had said after Isogai finally glanced at him. The fast athlete then leaned back on his seat to say, “It’s an ideal place because the buildings overlook the whole path and there’s not much that Korosensei could do in a narrow walkway.”

“But there are way too many cherry trees blocking the area. So we’re just gonna do plan D instead.” Kataoka had finished for him and the three waited for Isogai’s response. The class representative just nodded before stuttering out a sure. He was still having his realization whirl around his head. “Well that’s settled. Now we need to tell Maehara about it. Do you mind doing that?”

Isogai complied and got to his feet with an uneasy mind. What was he going to do about this?

While Isogai went to talk to his best friend, you had moved on after bidding Kataoka, Kimura, and Yada goodbye. You had tried saying a farewell to Isogai too, but he was still in his own world. Yada noticed and had told you to just go with a playful grin. You hesitantly followed her words and attempted to go back to the game, Rags to Riches, but someone caught your attention.

“What are you doing stuck to the window, Korosensei!” You heard as you passed by Nagisa’s group and you paused in your tracks to stare at your teacher stuck to the outside of the train. A laugh bubbled out of your lips at the odd sight as you leaned on Kayano’s seat. Oh my god your teacher seriously looked distressed. You can’t even imagine how this must look to people outside.

“I got here a little late because I was buying snacks in the station, so I’ll just tag along like this until the next stop.” Your teacher replied, his voice muffled through the window, and another wave of laughter overcame you. Of course he was late because he got snacks. “Oh and don’t worry. This camouflage just makes it seem like my clothes and luggage is stuck to the train.” His skin then changed so it appeared his items were floating and you giggled at the oddity.

 ~*~*~*~

 “You always see new sides of people when you travel together.” Kayano had said with a bubbly giggle and you hummed in agreement before slapping down a ten, a picture of Korosensei sheepishly smiling was already saved in your camera. Somehow, as the train arrived in the next station, you got pulled into a card game by Kayano, Manami, and Kanzaki. Karma, Nagisa, and Sugino were also with the trio, low-key expecting you to join.

You tried to back out, saying that you already made plans to play another game; however Rio had overheard and insisted for you to join. A mischievous smile was on her face as she urged you to play, and you couldn’t say no because of the expectant looks your friends were giving you. Thus, you’re now standing at the aisle, emerged in a game, despite not knowing why Rio wanted you to play in the first place.

“Yeah, and depending on how this trip turns out, who knows what true colors will be revealed.” Nagisa had said poetically and you chuckled as he brought down a card. He’s right, you’re learning more about your classmates and you’re honestly really happy about that.

“Hey, I’m going on a drink run,” Kanzaki had said and you glanced up from your cards to catch Sugino fleetingly turn his head away. A blush was on his cheeks and you blinked in thought as Kanzaki asked, “Does anyone want anything?” You minutely told her strawberry milk as Kayano and Manami volunteered to go. She then nodded, remembering all the orders, before getting up to leave the cart.

Silence engulfed the little party of four as the game was put on hold. You quietly put down your cards before facing the baseball lover, who had darted his eyes to the side again. “Sugino,” you started out first, watching as he jumped in his seat. The pink on his cheeks got darker and you slowly raised a brow, “What’s up with you? You’re… fidgety.” You had said and the male chuckled nervously.

“Fidgety? I’m not fidgety. Maybe you’re the one that’s fidgety and that you’re seeing everyone else as fidgety because you’re fidgety.” You blinked. He’s totally fidgety. Smiling in amusement, you reached over to your bag which was being protected by Chiba and Mimura. You quickly flashed them a grateful smile before fishing out a colored cube.

“Here you go~” You hummed as you tossed the cube to the baseball lover. He easily caught it, of course, and he gave you a questioning expression at the sight of the rubix cube. Grinning, you said, “You’re pretty jittery, so I thought you might want something to busy yourself with. It’s pretty fun when you don’t know how to solve it.”

At your words, Sugino glanced down at the multi-colored and totally messed up cube. To be honest, yes he was restless. But that’s only because you had joined their game. Sugino kept being distracted by your cute smile and the adorable concentrated look you had. So he can’t help but sneak glances at you, but unfortunately you caught him. Yet fortunately, you didn’t realize the reason why.

“Just start turning it Sugino, I promise it’ll be easier once you find some tricks.” Then you took a seat next to Karma so you could lean across to the baseball lover. With delicate hands, you lightly held Sugino’s so you can turn the side of the cube. “Here, I’ll show you a simple algorithm to get the ‘cross’ first.” Then you slowly moved your wrist and Sugino’s hand followed yours.

A deep blush, one that was deeper than before, erupted on his cheeks, and Sugino had to hold on to the cube tightly in fear that it may slip from the way his hands suddenly turned sweaty. Direct contact, Sugino was experiencing direct contact with you and he doesn’t know how to react. He can’t even hear you explain some methods because his hammering heart was the only thing he can hear. No matter how many times you held his hand, Sugino cannot get over the euphoric sensation. As a result, his hands shook under your touch, but you didn’t notice it as you clicked the face of the cube into position.

“There,” You said with a bright beam before leaning back into your seat. “That should be a good start.” And Sugino glanced down to find that you already solved one face as he was freaking out over your touch. His lips parted in surprise and you chuckled. “You can keep it until you can show me that you know how to solve it.” And with the way you smiled at him, Sugino just couldn’t keep his blush down. That said he quickly turned away, to save face, as he slowly began to fiddle with the cube, wanting to impress you when he finally solved it.

You smiled at the way Sugino became calm, when in reality he was actually just tensed due to what you just did, before engaging in a light conversation with Nagisa and Karma. The three of you only managed to talk about a few mindless things before the girls came back, drinks in hand.

 ~*~*~*~

 There were two types of emotions that were displayed by the field trip enthusiasts. One was a nauseating look that practically screamed I-have-to-puke, and it was from none other than Korosensei. He was visibly deflating as his face turned into a sickly blue. He couldn’t handle himself quite well on the train or the bus, and it resulted in him slumping over the couch the moment you arrived at the inn. It came as a surprise to you that your teacher, who traveled in Mach 20 speed, could get motion sickness. How ironic.

While he’s being assassinated due to his current state, you were on the other side of the spectrum. You had maintained your bubbly persona and was happily squealing and snapping pictures of the traditional inn. You will admit that it’s unfair that the A-D classes got a real luxurious hotel, but you honestly loved the fact that your class got a traditional one. It just fitted with the whole school trip vibe. Plus, you’ve never been in one since your parents usually signed in at a regular modern one.

That said you ignored your groaning teacher, thinking that he could handle himself, before continuing your photo shoot galore. The whole place was just so awesome. It had the actual traditional feel to it and you can hear the pond in the garden with the Japanese irrigation system thumping on the rocks. It’s a soothing feeling, but it does nothing to calm your excitement. Instead, it got you even more hyped as you ran across the tatami floors.

“Calm down, (Y/N)-chan,” Nagisa said after putting away his notebook with an amused smile, “I can’t believe you still have all this energy after that long train ride.” And you shortly grinned before snapping a picture of your blue-haired friend. Nagisa took a moment in shock before slipping into delight. The smile on your face was honestly adorable, and he doesn’t mind the surprised photo-op.

“Sorry about that, but it’s really exciting. I never really got to see the inside of a traditional inn.” You said and Nagisa smiled at the innocent ignorance you had despite the fact that you travel a lot. As the others took in the inn, and some continued assassinating Korosensei, you stopped taking pictures long enough to notice the anxious look that Kanzaki and Kayano had donned. Immediately, you asked them what’s wrong as you saddled up beside them.

“The itinerary I made is gone.” Kanzaki had said softly and you lowered the camera in your hands. That’s a shame. Kanzaki worked really hard for that itinerary, to the point where she stayed up last night to make them. You knew about that because she had warmly explained it to you this morning before showing you her plans. Oh hold on… If you were taking pictures, which you definitely were, you should’ve been able to take some of her book. That said you searched through the gallery in your camera again.

“Kanzaki-san, I commend your initiative in putting that itinerary together all by yourself.” Korosensei had said as he used his Mach speed to dodge the ongoing attacks. “But never fear. As long as you have one of these handmade guidebooks, everything will be fine.” Then he raised the thick book you and Korosensei made together and you smiled. Meanwhile, your classmates told him that the itinerary was so that they wouldn’t have to carry those dictionary like books.

Minutely dismissing the shouts, you tilted the screen of your camera to Kanzaki. “While you can use the book, which I really suggest you do, I took some pictures of your itinerary.” And you began to flip through the gallery as a delighted smile took over Kanzaki’s soft features. “If you want, I can type up a copy tonight.” You offered kindly and Kanzaki furrowed her brows.

“Are you sure? I don’t want to be a bother...” At your confirmation that you would be happy to do this for her, Kanzaki smiled gratefully at you.

“If it’s not too much... thank you, (Y/N)-chan.” You replied back with a pleasant you’re welcome.

 ~*~*~*~

 “Our assassination is going to start early tomorrow so everyone should go to sleep.” Kataoka had said, dressed in her robes, and the girls who were giggling over some small talk hummed in agreement. You minutely raised your hand in acknowledgement as the others started to set out futons. “(Y/N)-chan, you might want to start wrapping up whatever you’re doing.” She told you before looking over your shoulder.

You were, like you said you would, typing up Kanzaki’s itinerary. You were nearly done, just a few more pages of her notebook that you have to type then print out. You really only needed a few more minutes, and you told Kataoka that. The female class representative straightened with pursed lips before saying, “That’s fine. Just know that we’re closing the lights now.” Then you nodded. But before Kataoka left, she glanced at the laptop on your lap. Blinking at the unfamiliar name, she said, “That laptop isn’t one you usually see in stores, right?”

At her words, you paused in your typing before giving her a fond smile. “Yeah, it’s from a brand that just recently opened up again. I’m a faithful customer of theirs so I make sure to buy everything from them.” You waved your phone and gestured to the camera, both of them bearing the same brand as your laptop. Kataoka nodded in thought. You definitely were loyal.

“Well, I guess I should leave you to your devices.” You laughed a bit at her tiny joke as she walked over to the switch. “Make sure to wake up at six for breakfast.” She then flipped the lights off and the room was softly illuminated with the light from your screen. Quiet footsteps were then heard before the rustle of futons. “Good night.” Kataoka bid to everybody. A small smile flitted on your face as you focused on the itinerary again.

“Good night~” You had mumbled out before the others echoed yours and Kataoka’s words. The room then turned silent as your friends quietly slumbered away, or discreetly chatted, just because the lights are off it doesn’t mean that the small talk will stop. As they do that, you finished off the final pages of the itinerary. You noiselessly stretched your tired limbs as an accomplished smile spread on your features. You’re glad that you can do this for Kanzaki. It’s really warming to you when you saw your friend smile.

“Thank you, (Y/N)-chan.” You heard a familiar voice whisper, and you glanced up from your laptop to find Kanzaki smiling up at you. You returned her actions warmly before standing up and disconnecting your laptop to its charger. “It must’ve been troublesome trying to see the writing through the camera.” She had said with a slightly apologetic tone and you waved your hand dismissively.

“It’s alright,” You whispered, “Besides I typed some out through memory from when we discussed this at the meetings.” When you tapped your temple, the two of you shared a quiet laugh before you stood up silently. Pointing at the door, you said, “I’ll just head out to print this for you.” At your words, Kanzaki nodded gratefully before snuggling under her covers. You then slowly padded out of the room with your laptop securely in hand.

The hallways were empty and mildly lit so those sleeping can comfortably do so without lights bothering them. Noting how late it was, you quietly tiptoed to the lobby since you didn’t want to bother anyone. However, as you walked a soft beeping came from your computer and you glanced at the screen in surprise. Someone wanted to video chat with you. How odd, given that it’s pretty late and you drifted your eyes to the caller ID: Gakushu.

You felt your body tensed at the sight. Ever since the midterms, you haven’t heard a single word from him except for that one text. Even when you texted back and followed it up with apologies and concern, he never bothered to send a reply. Based on that, you thought that Gakushu had discarded you and thought of you as actually scum, and it got you anxious on why he was calling. But despite the emotions welling in your stomach, you clicked accept. You wanted to hear from your friend, even if his opinion of you might’ve changed.

That said the image of Gakushu in a regular tee with his stone-cold expression took up half of your screen. “Hey,” You softly said as you turned the corner. Gakushu momentarily raised a brow, due to your traditional attire, before he settled back on his neutral expression. Smiling warily, you asked him, “What are you doing calling so late?”

Your friend sighed at the screen and you noticed how he was alone. The room he was in was grand and it had everything one would need if they wanted to live by themselves. Of course, Gakushu would get a room to himself. They probably gave it to him because he was the son of the principal. Little did you know, Gakushu had asked for a separate room just so he could talk to you privately. He wanted to be able to chat without fearing that someone would interrupt your conversation. Well even if someone did, Gakushu would totally have them sent on the first train back.

That said Gakushu threaded his fingers through his mildly damp hair before giving you a pointed glare. His lips were drawn into a taut line, a look of complete disappointment, as he leaned on the desk his laptop was resting on. “I’m calling to say that you really are an idiot.” And at that, you winced lightly as an apologetic smile flitted on your lips. “Wipe that smile off your face. You have no reason to smile, (Y/N). What was the one thing I told you not to do?”

You glanced to the side for a moment as you entered the lobby. Tugging on your lower lip with your teeth, you mumbled out, “To not fall for his trap,” And when Gakushu asked you what you did, you responded with, “I walked in his trap.”

“Exactly,” He huffed as he narrowed violet eyes at you. Gakushu leaned back to show you how he had crossed his arms reproachfully. A menacing aura waved off him and you gulped as you placed the laptop on the counter. Ringing the bell to notify a worker of your presence, you heard Gakushu say, “So how does it feel to be second for once?”

You take a moment to gape. You thought that Gakuho would have already told everyone that you were placed at the bottom, but here was Gakushu knowing your true ranking. Tilting your head inquiringly, you said, “How did you know I was in second?”

He scoffed. Unraveling his arms so that he could lay his head leisurely on a fist, Gakushu responded with, “Unlike you, I’m not an idiot. I know that you didn’t really place last out of everyone in our grade. That would just be impossible. Just answer the question.” He haughtily said, not telling you how he knew, and you sighed.

“Well, I didn’t win the bet. I dragged my classmates down their rank because of my foolishness. Oh, and I was responsible for the addition of college level questions on the midterms.” And while your sentences could have sarcasm laced with it, they were just full of guilt as you dejectedly pouted. Weaving your hand through your hair with a small sad smile, you said, “I don’t think I have to say it out loud, but I feel really bad.”

“Good, now remember that feeling and listen to me next time so you won’t have to go through that again.” His tone was strict as he said that, and you drifted your attention down. He’s seriously angry at you because of your stubborn actions. While you can confidently say that you don’t regret what you’ve done, you really didn’t like the fact that Gakushu was acting cold, or at least colder than he usually does to you. Feeling sadness thud in your heart, you nearly missed Gakushu say, “How’ve you been?”

Surprised at the mildly friendly tone he’s using, you gave him an astounded look as he remained in his lax position. “What’s up with the casual question and tone?” You quietly asked, confused, and Gakushu raised a brow as if he couldn’t believe that you were asking.

“I can’t be casual to my friend?” Your eyes widened. You thought that he hated you since you didn’t place first, but turns out he still sees you as a friend. You felt yourself relax at the realization and you displayed a relieved smile. Honestly, you wouldn’t know how to act or feel if this close friend of yours disregarded you. Gakushu smirked knowingly at your expression before saying, “Just because you ranked second I’m not going to look at you in a different light. With or without the college questions, you’re still on the same level as me and I’m stupid if I were to ignore the one person who could rival me.”

Breathing out a light chuckle, you said, “So why’d you have to talk as if you suddenly hated my guts?” The moment you said that, a lady came out from the back with an apologetic look on her face. You quickly asked her if you can use the printer and she kindly guided you to the one in the staff room. Bringing your laptop, you didn’t miss the way Gakushu smirked superiorly at you.

“You needed to feel a bit of shock so you would think about your actions more.” You then realized that he’s been messing with you since the beginning. Rolling your eyes playfully at his response, you couldn’t believe that your cold and controlling friend was skillful enough to tease. “Anyways, are you staying up tonight?” Gakushu asked as you started printing the document with Kanzaki’s itinerary.

You turned to him after gathering the recently printed papers as a smile spread on your lips. “Depends, are you?” And when he nodded, you did as well. The two of you didn’t have to say it. Both of you wanted to talk to each other before the next day began, before you had to act like strangers once more. You and Gakushu wanted to talk and catch up like old times, and the two of you were willing to stay up to do so. That said you quietly carried the laptop and the papers to the garden in the middle of the inn. Dangling your legs over the engawa, you proceeded to chat with Gakushu as the night slowly progressed into morning.

[mari-matsu]

Shelter Chapter 6

One Small Step  ~Exam Time~

The birds are chirping melodiously out of your sight as the fresh morning breeze blew your hair back. Breathing in deeply, you released a content sigh at the wonderful peacefulness of the morning. It was early, too early for you to be heading to school. The sun was just lightly beaming and the crowd of business men and women were still getting ready in the morning. The energy which you see every weekday without fail was still booting up. Yet, here you were wide awake with a type of tranquil air about you.

Why were you up so early? Well it’s certainly not because you woke up at the wrong time like before. No, you chose to wake up. Since yesterday, you were quite bubbly and just full of vigor. The time you had spent with your friends was incredibly fun and refreshing, that you wanted to experience it again. So you became an early riser due to your anticipation for this day.

That said you can’t resist a small smile at the prospect of what may happen. Humming, you let yourself walk instinctively forward as you watched the sparkling river weave beside the city. Your eyes then roamed to the distant mountains that towered over the far buildings, and then to the white fluffy clouds languidly passing by. It was just serene to see these sights. They were something that you usually overlooked when you’re walking to school, but here on the roof of businesses and homes you’re able to appreciate the scenery.

Yes, on the roof. This was, after all, how you commuted to school every day. You vowed to train harder after that incident with Karma, which was really weeks ago, and this ended up as a result. In addition to home training, you decided that doing parkour everyday would be a really great exercise. So here you are, hopping leisurely from roof to roof as the day slowly started to bustle.

The time you spent doing parkour were comfortable. You petted some neighborhood cats as you balanced on top of walls (you even got a couple of kitties following you for a while), and you greeted the friendly neighborhood moms and grandmas who were awake for the day. You even received some cookies from them since they were used to you treading on shingles every morning.

Basically, you were having a downright beautiful day from the time you woke up to now. So when the main building of your school came to view, you didn’t sigh like you usually would. Instead, you happily beamed, already looking forward on the day you’ll have.

So with a bounce in your walk, you paused near the edge of a shop as you searched for a ladder. Finding the top part, you then loosely grabbed hold of the parallel sides before jumping down without hesitation. You felt the metal skim past your fingers, and when you neared the bottom, you quickly tightened your hold to skid to a stop. You then released the tension in your fingers to drop lightly on your feet. After that, you calmly exited the alley as you approached the main gates.

Upon walking through them, you smiled at the lack of students milling around campus. This meant that you still had ample of time. Munching thoughtfully on your cookies, you decided to take a nice stroll through the mountain and maybe look for more pretty sights. Feeling so ecstatic at how you can continue your relaxing morning, you began to skip all the way to the base of the dirt path.

“(Y/N),” You suddenly heard and you awkwardly paused in your chewing and skipping. Turning your head to face the familiar voice, you found yourself blinking in surprise at the sight of strawberry blond hair. Quickly, you gulped down the cookie you were eating as you silently brought your posture to a straight line.

“Gakushu…” You quietly whispered and you abruptly felt your arm being pulled. Stumbling to follow this familiar student, you felt conflicted emotions erupt in your stomach, the most prominent one being anxiousness. “Hold on, Gakushu, what do you think you’re doing?” You shouted as he dragged you up the mountain and behind foliage. When he didn’t respond, you dug your feet in the ground before harshly retracting your arm back. Glaring at him, you said, “Are you even thinking?” then your eyes turned immensely soft as you sharply whispered, “What if someone saw you?”

Asano Gakushu, the son of the principal you abhorred, then slowly turned on his heel. Now facing you, his usual charismatic smile or dark expression wasn’t displayed on his face. Instead, a soft look was splayed on and you gradually found yourself smiling at the sight. Slowly, you brought your arms up to encircle him. “You idiot, your dad has surveillance cameras. You shouldn’t have done that.”

Gakushu quietly hugged you back, albeit awkwardly, before pulling away. The soft look that he had hardened into his plain one as he stated, “He’s busy with planning the midterms. He would hardly notice if I talk to you.” At his words, your body relaxed in relief but a pout wormed its way to your lips.

“Still,” You had murmured, quite vexed at the actions of your friend. Yes, friend. The two of you developed this odd relationship during your time as an A-class student. It’s mainly due to having the same intellect since smart people tend to flock together. However, there was an underlying reason.

Gakushu liked you. Not romantically (yet), no more like as a person. Out of the numerous students in campus, you were the only one that Gakushu actually talked to in a friendly manner rather than condescending. He can’t quite figure out if it’s because you’re the only one that could actually be on par with him in every way, or if it’s because you had such a warm nature. But something about you drew even the most manipulative student to be your friend, and you weren’t complaining. Gakushu was a good friend when he wasn’t being so controlling like his bastard of a father.

Mildly frowning, you bit into another cookie as you eyed the expression on Gakushu’s face. While others can see him being cunning or handsome, you often saw loneliness and lust for power and control. Right now, you’re seeing those very emotions on his face and your visage morphed into concern. “How’ve you been?” You asked quietly, afraid that you might hit a sensitive topic, and Gakushu blinked.

“More or less that same,” He had curtly replied, and while it should give you comfort to know that he hasn’t changed, you felt pity forming in your stomach. That had also meant that he was still receiving the harsh treatment from his father, all study and no fun. You really wished that Gakushu had a better father. Then he wouldn’t be so uptight about everything.

“I missed you, you know that?” You had suddenly sighed after a long minute, and this wasn’t a lie. You truly missed talking to this charismatic student. Unfortunately, due to separate classes and the fact that Gakushu’s dad was the principal, you can’t even give him a friendly glance in fear that Gakuho would reprimand him.

Gakushu breathed a similar sigh, “It’s hard to find someone to have an intellectual conversation with. Why do you have to be such an idiot and violate the rules?”

“You and I both know that I’m not an idiot. I did what’s right. Just admit that you missed me too.” You teased as your lips curled into a warm smile. Gakushu just scoffed at your words, but he didn’t deny them.  Turning your smile into a contemplative one, you asked him, “How’s A-class without me?”

“They’re frightened. You obviously know why and the lessons got tougher. Nothing I can handle of course,” He inputted and you rolled your eyes at the cockiness while mild amusement welled inside. “He’s been kicking it up a notch since you left. Your presence in E-class is a threat to the whole system he has.”  Gakushu abruptly informed you and the corners of your lips turned down at the mention of his father.

“He’ll stop at nothing, won’t he?” You seethed quietly and Gakushu nodded. You knew about Gakuho’s ideals. How he wanted to keep the E-students in a pit of despair so that others may get determination out of it, and you hated it. You thought that the system was unfair; it wasn’t the right way to go about it. E-students shouldn’t be discriminated so that others can work hard. That said determination lit in your eyes as you suddenly claimed, “Well he’s not going to get the satisfaction.”

“He’s been giving the A-class lectures himself even if it’s only the beginning of the week. He might get stricter as the week passes.” Gakushu had warned you and a fierce smile flitted to your face.

“I’ll be fine. You can count on me getting first place with you again.” You had confidently said but Gakushu didn’t feel reassured. The studies that A-class was going through have practically moved to cover the next year, a level that you’ve yet to reach, and Gakushu informed you of that. But you just waved a cookie dismissively as a silent fury gathered in you. “Don’t worry, I got a good teacher. Anyways, can we not talk about this? It really puts a damper in my mood when we talk about him.”

Gakushu coolly stared down at you. “No, we have to talk about this. (Y/N), you yourself know it. He won’t stop at nothing. He’s going to try and manipulate you to do what he wants.” You sighed angrily, already tired of hearing about his father, but Gakushu suddenly gripped your arms to get you to focus on him. With his mouth taut to a straight line, he said, “Don’t listen to him. He will try to goad you into something stupid that will cost you. I-,” And he paused as he narrowed his eyes in thought, “I don’t want to have to think that you’re like the others.”

And at his words, you find yourself torn. On one side, you’re quite elated to know that your controlling friend was showing care. But on the latter, you were quite pissed at how he was degrading your fellow classmates and friends. So with a rather neutral tone, you said, “I won’t. But Gakushu, you have to stop talking crap about my friends.”

Gakushu slowly released your biceps to haughtily cross his arms. “I’ll stop when they get on our level.” Well that’s Gakushu for you. He’s condescending to anyone lower than him. Sighing, you glanced at the sun and saw how it was significantly higher than when you last saw it. You’ve been talking too long with Gakushu- students may already be swarming in campus. That meant that the two of you need to separate.

So you took a step back as you offered your friend a smile. “I would beat you up for degrading my friends, but we would both know that the outcome would be a tie. But seriously, don’t say stuff like that in front of my face again, Gakushu. I don’t want to have to think that you’re like the others.” You repeated his words from before and your friend just scoffed in the air. “Well, bye Gakushu. It was nice talking to you again.”

You then turned on your heels. As you started to ascend the mountain, you heard sharply behind you, “Watch out, (Y/N). Don’t fall into his trap.” And you waved a hand to show that you acknowledged his words without turning around.

While the conversation between you and Gakushu was tensed and mildly serious, you can’t help but feel a bit elated. You rarely get to see this cold friend of yours. Since E-class was supposed to be discriminated by everyone, Gakushu wasn’t able to meet up with you or even text you since the school year started. So despite the manner of the conversation, you were so happy that he took the time to talk to you. You just wished that his father, Gakuho, would never hear about this meeting. If he found out, matters would then be taken to make sure that A-class remains superior and separate from the End Class. Frowning at the unfairness, you nibbled on a cookie as Gakushu’s warning resounded in your head.

 ~*~*~*~

 “Nagisa~, what are you doing?” You quietly whispered as you saw your friend looking in the staff room through a crack of the door. He started at your voice as he guiltily glanced in your direction, and you stifled a laugh as you drew closer. “I don’t think you should be eavesdropping on their conversation.” You chastised him lightly, almost teasingly, and Nagisa sheepishly smiled.

“You’re right,” Then he quietly took a step back to head for the entrance. A thoughtful expression was on his face, and you’re curious about what he overheard, before he addressed you. “Are you coming, (Y/N)-chan?” You apologetically smiled at him before shaking your head.

“I need to talk to Korosensei for a moment. Just go on without me.” At your words, his lips pulled into a tensed line. He quickly sneaked a glimpse to the nearly closed door, and you raised a brow at his sly actions. “Are you okay?” You asked almost inaudibly and suddenly Nagisa grabbed your hand. Worry was splayed on his features and you’re more curious than ever to know what got him so concerned.

With the most anxious voice he can muster, Nagisa said, “Don’t go in there. Walk home with me today. Talk to Korosensei tomorrow.” You found yourself flabbergasted. Nagisa was never this agitated before. You considered listening to him, but you really wanted to talk about the midterms with your teacher. You opened your mouth to tell him that, but he quickly said, “Please, I don’t want you to go in there.”

You eyed the worry-stricken expression on his face before slowly shaking your head. You gently pulled your hand away from his grasp as an apologetic smile took over your features. “It’s important. I have to do it today.” And with that, a defeated expression draped over Nagisa’s face. His arms fell limply by his side and now it became your turn to worriedly gaze at him. Smiling comfortingly at him, you questioned Nagisa with, “What’s wrong?”

Then very quietly, as if he didn’t want it to be true, he breathed out, “The principal is in there.” Instantly, your whole body turned rigid and your hands unconsciously clenched. The smile you had faltered into a scowl. You really hated hearing about him. He just immediately made you angry and you had to try your hardest not to blow up right then and there.

“Nagisa, I want you to be honest with me. What did he say?” At the tight tone, Nagisa gazed at you with worried eyes. He didn’t want to tell you what he overheard since it may put you in an unpredictable mood. That said he clamped his lips shut as you stared dead in his eyes. “Please, just tell me.” And when he didn’t answer, you sighed. “Never mind, you don’t have to say anything. I bet he’s talking about the position E-class is in, right?” Nagisa tensed underneath visibly and you knew you were right.

“Nagisa, please go ahead.” And when you spot the immediate anxiousness in his face, you added, “Don’t worry about me. I wanted to talk to our principal as well.” Gakushu’s warning was vivid in your memory as you said that and you found yourself taking in a shaky breath. Screw the fore warning; you’re going to confront this E-class matter with the principal once and for all, “Please, Nagisa, just go.”

And this time, your friend didn’t argue. He saw the determined and cold look in your eyes and he knew that no matter how much he begged, you wouldn’t budge. That said he reluctantly nodded before swiftly pulling you into a hug. Whispering in your ear, Nagisa said with a sad tone, “Don’t do anything stupid.”

“No promises,” You growled before he pulled away. Nagisa then took slow strides to the entrance. He took a quick glance over his shoulder to you and curtly waved him goodbye. Nagisa mirrored your actions, albeit a bit more solemn, before he headed down the dirt path. You then faced the doors to the staff room. Taking in a deep breath, you gripped the edge of the wooden door. Today’s the day you settle this. With that, you slammed the door open, your anger exuding with that swift yet ferocious action.

“While I realize it’s natural for assassins-,” The principal was saying before you had sharply interrupted him with your sudden presence. Your teachers stared at you with shock as the principal minutely blinked in surprise before he put on a charismatic smile. Spreading his arms in a mild welcoming gesture, he said, “(L/N)-san, we were just talking about you.”

At his words you clenched your jaw as Korosensei suddenly got in front of you. His usual smile was on his face but you detect nothing kind in his personality. Instead, you felt a silent fury like you’re experiencing “(Y/N)-chan,” He had started off quietly yet authoritative as he used a tentacle to push you away, “You shouldn’t be here,” Your teacher told you and you silently brought up a hand to put his tentacle down.

Striding away from Korosensei, you calmly approached your principal as your mind buzzed with hate for this man. Pulling on a fake smile, you said, “It’s alright Sensei. I was bound to be called in anyways,” You told him while subtly glaring at Gakuho. “Besides, I wanted to talk to Asano-san.”

“What a coincidence. I wanted to have a word with you as well.” Gakuho commented before pulling himself on his feet. He then smiled sweetly down at you as he said, “You must be aware of this already, (L/N)-san, but you have committed harm to two D-students as you threatened them. I received the complaint and the surveillance cameras don’t lie. It’s only right if I suspend you for the rest of the term, yes?” He had said and Gakushu’s warning pounded in your head along with your anger.

He will try to goad you into something stupid that will cost you.

“You’re right I should be suspended. But is that really how you want to deal with me? Asano-san, that’s pretty cowardly.” As a saccharine smile wormed its way to your principal’s mouth, you mentally apologized to Gakushu. He told you to watch out, but here you were fully aware of the fact that you’re stepping into a trap. No, you’re walking right into the mouth of a predator, but you’re not scared. If anything, you’re waltzing in with a smile and knife glinting.

“What do you mean, (L/N)-san?” Your principal asked all too kindly and you had to resist acting out violence to this man.

Don’t fall for his trap.

“I’m not stupid, Asano-san. I know what you’ve been doing to A-class after I left. You’re pushing them to learn more, and it’s because you’re worried that I, an E-student, would top the midterms like I usually do.” You heard your teachers in the background mildly reprimanding you for speaking up, but you drowned them out as you darkly chuckled. “You just won’t stop. You’ll do anything to stop me because I’m a threat to your stupid system, aren’t I?”

“I have no idea what you’re talking about, (L/N)-san. I’m merely acting out my duties as a principal to ensure my student’s education,” Liar. And you knew Korosensei was aware of that with the way he suddenly grew quiet.

Don’t do anything stupid.

Nagisa had just told you. You inaudibly apologized to him as well, as you seethed, “I’m sick and tired of the unfair treatment that you are giving E-class and how you’re enforcing others to follow your ways.” You had started as you unknowingly bunched your hands to a fist. With a deep breath, you steely held the eyes of the man that you hate. Feeling yourself shake from the contained anger that you had, you said through gritted teeth, “So let’s have a challenge.”

Your principal had to hold back a smirk at your words. You were falling incredibly and perfectly to his plans. He could hardly care if you were getting fed up by the system he created, or how you’re aware of his intentions. Gakuho just wanted to lead you on to this very challenge that you declared, because if he accepts, then everything would work perfectly for him. That said, he told you to go on as he already smiled in predetermined victory, and you noticed this manner.

“The midterms, if I get the top spot like I usually do, you would forget about the suspension and give the E-students the same right you’ve given to A, B, C, and D classes.” You had stated and Karasuma-sensei and Irina-sensei gaped in mild shock at your straight forwardness, but they didn’t interfere.

“Interesting,” The principal had said, feeling satisfaction at your words. This was what he wanted to hear. “So if you don’t place first along with my son, then what would happen?” You stayed silent, meaning for him to choose his terms. Grinning menacingly, he said, “If you place second or lower, I’ll be kind to forget about the suspension. However, you wouldn’t mind if I tweak the records to officially state that you ranked the lowest. Would you, (L/N)-san?”

This was it, the trap, the very thing that Gakushu had warned you that his dad would do. He’ll stop at nothing to make sure that E-class remained at the bottom. But you were, like you said, a threat. He needed to make sure that you won’t show up the rest of the students again, thus his proposition. If you even got second, then you would automatically be bumped to the lowest rank. While you and Gakuho would know of your true score, everyone will just see you as the scum at the bottom of the barrel, the supposed place E-class was meant to be in.

You knew of those intentions. You had understood it from the way he presented himself in the beginning. Yet despite knowing that you’re committing academic suicide with this, you accepted. You had bobbed your head in agreement eliciting a disbelieving shout from Karasuma-sensei and Irina-sensei. The principal just smirked at your words.

“Well then, I guess I have nothing else to say with that. I suppose I should bid you farewell then.” Gakuho then brought a hand up to wave goodbye, but you saw it as the starting signal to take aim. With a gun pointed at you, he’s ready to shoot you down the moment you lose this challenge. Shaking in pent up anger, you vaguely heard him say, “Good luck on your midterms, (L/N)-san,” before leaving the room.

“(L/N)-san, what were you thinking? There’s no escape from the system he built here.” Karasuma-sensei said as he gestured to a newspaper. “He had this system for years. You can’t just break it down that easily.” You steely stared at your teacher, determination in your eyes and Karasuma suddenly saw the gaze of a pro assassin, ready to do whatever it takes to make the kill. And in this case, your kill was the education system in this school.

“Watch me, Sensei.” With that chilling sentence, you faced Korosensei. You asked him with your most confident voice, “Do you mind teaching me for the midterms? Forget reviewing me for now, teach me everything. All the way to high school level, please.” Your words brought a noise of astonishment from Irina-sensei and Karasuma-sensei. But you were too focused on your yellow teacher to properly acknowledge that.

Korosensei turned his gaze to meet yours and a mental conversation passed between the two of you. Both of you didn’t like the system that Gakuho had, and both of you wanted what’s best for E-class. That said you’re both willing to stop him or even up him in his own game. So it wasn’t a surprise when your teacher nodded in agreement. Smiling darkly, you mentally prepared yourself for the vigorous studying that has yet to come.

 ~The next day~

 “Good morning, class! Today you’ll be seeing even more of me!” Korosensei said with an echo as his afterimages clustered the classroom. Your grip on your pencil tightened in determination as five afterimages surrounded you. Your teacher grinned at everyone’s amazed faces due to all of his duplicates, as he merrily said, “Now let’s begin!”

At his words, you quickly told the afterimages, “We’ll skip English completely. I’m confident in that since I attended my parent’s business trips to America. Instead, we’ll start with History and Social studies before moving on to Science. Can we do that Korosensei?” You asked politely first as two of the five chimed with a yes. You then hardened your eyes into focus as you flipped open two blank black notebooks. With an unwavering tone you said, “Then let’s go we have no time to waste.”

“In Greek mythology, Zeus was the main reason why problems existed-,” Your teacher started off and you swiftly wrote down anything you deemed important or anything that Korosensei enunciated and repeated, and soon enough you were going through page after page as Korosensei’s afterimages flipped the book for you. As he droned, and you wrote, your mind was unconsciously taking in the information to memory and you found yourself imagining the Greek history as it played through your mind.

This was how you learned, how you got the top spot in every test. Your mind was made to learn, to absorb knowledge, and it only got better when you were interested or determined in the subject. You could easily remember facts and objects to the smallest detail so long as you imagined it. When your parents found out at that you were quite the visual learner, they focused your studies to include movies, pictures, anything that would help you paint a picture. And right now, you were able to clearly see the battlefields in Greek, the influence of the Grecian Gods and Goddesses. The vivid imagery helped you understand the importance of what Korosensei was teaching you, and you simply focused on trying to keep up with his words. Your imagination, your creative and imaginative mind was the key to your success.

“And that’s everything you should learn in World History and Japanese background for the next four years. For science, there are some chemicals that you need to remember.” Your teacher quickly moved on to the next topic and you took a quick break to stretch out your cramping fingers as he switched the completely filled notebooks with yet another blank one. The afterimage of your teacher that focused on Math then took those recently finished books to a growing pile. Despite the topic change, you remained faithful to your note taking and repeating, as Korosensei breezed by with his lessons.

It was difficult to keep up. You always took pride in your academic lessons, considering how important it was for you and your parents to maintain a fantastic GPA for the high school entrance exams. However, as the minutes passed, as the time continued, you found yourself slipping up a little. You incorrectly spelled words in your notebook, you jotted down too few or incorrect information. Your dominant hand was starting to hurt even more and you became frustrated at the pace you were suddenly taking.

Frowning, you decided to tell your teacher, “Sensei, can we please take a break?”

“Of course, (Y/N)-san,” Korosensei abruptly halted his Mach 20 speed-teaching and a gust of wind blew around the classroom. You could hear the exhales of others as they welcomed the break after such a strenuous study session. Everyone was working so hard to receive top scores in this exam, which meant you had to work even harder. But a break was necessary in order for you to resume the fast pace cramming.  

“That must’ve been exhausting, even for him....” The words perked your attention as you glanced to the front of the classroom. Your teacher was draped across his desk, red fanning across his face as steam seemed to rise from the spot. You made a tiny smile as you jokingly whispered ‘takoyaki’ to yourself due to the hilarious resemblance. Even Korosensei was working hard for E-class.

You heaved a sigh as you reached down to massage your cramped hand. That’s right... He’s working hard for this class. Memories of yesterday’s encounter with the principal flooded back and you can’t help the way your heartbeat picked up in anger. The reason why you were cramming from morning to noon, the reason why Korosensei exhausts himself every hour, the reason why everyone in this damn school studies and treats the exam like life or death was all because of Gakuho.

At this point, everyone was doing what they do, not because of the enjoyment of studying or the satisfaction of learning and understanding, but because of fear. The students in this school don’t live but survive. They struggle to remain in the position they are in or at least far from the bottom of the chain. They do anything to keep themselves afloat from the “failure” that is the End Class. Yes... because at this point of time the students have been controlled by the idea that Gakuho placed; the idea that education is a matter of grades, and not what you take and grow from.

You furrowed your brows. When did it become like this? Since when did the beautiful idea of learning develop into something so robotic and insincere? How low did the education system become where the temporary visual of an A was valued more than long term knowledge?

Sighing once more, you ran a thumb across your inner palm to smooth the tensed muscles. You suppose the how didn’t matter so long as you discovered the end to it. You were going to do whatever it takes for this threatening system to dissolve. Because, you were now part of the E-class, a wacky but lovable class full of funny antics with a weird and perverted octopus teacher, an immature busty world-class assassin, and a stoic yet respectable military officer. You’d be damned if the people you grew to care for were mistreated or underappreciated.

“We’re the End Class, Korosensei,” Okajima stated. You looked up again to see the group of students congregated around your octopus teacher who lay silently on his desk. The defeated tone that was used to utter the sentence didn’t go by unnoticed by you.

“What do you mean by that?” You queried and the group of students turned, jumping at the sudden awareness of your presence. You quirked a brow as Okajima blinked unresponsively towards you. “Don’t tell me you guys have already given up.”

Yada gave a small smile as she threaded her fingers in her ponytail, “It’s not like that, (Y/N)-chan, but at the place we’re at... we can’t exactly expect something more from all of us academically, you know?”

At her response, you narrowed your eyes at the brunette before sweeping your eyes over the rest of the class. They also donned a similar defeatist and sheepish smile. “No I don’t.” You then stood up with a tiny frown. “Guys, we are definitely more than what we have been labeled with. Are you telling me that just because the principal put us in E-class, we can’t achieve success?”

“Well, you can do it.” Rio inputted. Her face shifted to a pondering one as she glanced around to the rest of the class. “Karma can too. Maybe Isogai and Kataoka... I don’t know about anyone else though-. We’re all kind of a ditzy bunch.” She mused and the rest gave a short laugh at the quip. You however, sensed a slowly rising frustration within you.

“How can you say that?” You whispered. “This is exactly what Gakuho wanted from all of us; defeat. We can’t give up. We’ve been studying so hard.” You exclaimed while gesturing to the books littered on each individual’s desks. You can spy a lot of scribbles, extremely indelicate handwriting due to the fast-paced study session, but you knew that those were information nonetheless. It was still effort to gain a good score for the midterms, and yet they were already resigned to the fate tied to the End Class. You gritted your teeth slightly at the notion being presented to you. “How can you guys give in to the system of the school?”

At your questioning, the lot avoided your eye contact. You can’t accept this... You’re fighting for them, for their right to be an equal student in the eyes of the whole school, and yet they can’t even bring themselves to have a sliver of faith in their abilities. What was the point of even studying and risking everything that you are as a dedicated student, if the ones you’re fighting for can’t even try? You exhaled a slow and disappointed breath.

“(Y/N)-chan is right...” A voice piped up in the dull of the crowd and you zeroed in on Nagisa as embarrassment crept up his cheeks as a shade of pink. He raised his eyes to lock with yours, and you knew he was remembering the conversation he overheard yesterday. Determination then steeled his expression and he directed his attention to his fellow classmates. “I like being in the E-class. Everyone else thinks that it’s a place full of unappreciative students but I know that our class is more than that... It’s fun.” He swallowed a lump in his throat as he said that and he awkwardly cleared it away. Embarrassment once again etched away on his skin. “My point is, this class isn’t nothing. It’s us, our collective experience as students and assassins, and I don’t want to be disgraced again for being here.”

           At the end of his speech, a small moment of pause occurred as everyone absorbed what Nagisa explained. You had to admit, a smile began to worm its way on your lips as he talked. You’re at least glad that Nagisa understood and was willing to fight back.

           “But don’t you think that’s easier said than done?” Maehara sighed. “I don’t know about the rest of you but I’m pretty bad at English. I can’t make any sense of the language and I don’t think I can improve by the time the midterms come up.” Murmurs of agreement bubbled up from the class and Maehara gave a small grin, one that wasn’t as bright as his signature ones. “I’d love to kick ass and show people what’s up, but I’m me. When it comes to academics, my best isn’t enough.”

           “Then we’ll work on it!” Kayano interjected all of a sudden, a sudden fire in her heart. She glanced at you with power and she pumped her fists to show the will abruptly enveloping her. “Korosensei is doing his best with his speed and teaching us what we need! We just have to improve ourselves with that until our best is enough. We can do it! I mean... we have to for our sake.”

           You were now grinning as another joined your optimism. Glancing around at the slowly shifting expression of your classmates, you clapped your hands with authority to gather their attention. “Come on, we can do this. Sure results won’t be evident today, but when we take that test tomorrow we’ll see that we got somewhere. And that’s good enough for me. If we can even show Gakuho and everyone else that we can be competition, then we can definitely give them a run for their money when the final exams come.”

           Small smiles started to don on your classmates and you ecstatically felt the optimism and determination hitting you in waves. Finally, there is a spark. Chatter grew then and you could hear distinct promises of change for the better. Plans were made to meet and study with classmates who were strong on specific subjects, and soon the class became a hub of excitement. There’s a plan of action now. The gloom before, has been lifted even if this might be temporary.

           “Oh~ the sight is too much for my weary heart!” The dramatic statement uttered by Korosensei took you and your classmates by surprise as the octopus draped a tentacle over his forehead and another at his heart. Feigning weakness, he then said, “The abundance of youth in this one room is overflowing, but fantastic! You all have certainly grown to be determined students and therefore determined assassins.” Your teacher grinned as he straightened up to his full height and he gave a gentle pat towards Nagisa and Kayano.

           “Nagisa-kun, Kayano-chan, and (Y/N)-chan are certainly correct! We cannot back down. We must make the principal eat his words.” His eyes then glowed a ferocious red as a smirk widened across his yellow face. Anyone could tell that your teacher was also fired up. “We’ll make sure that he regrets storming in my office Hohohohoho~”

           “Korosensei...” The class seemed to sweatdrop as the octopus chuckled but soon the class was snickering at the unique laughter. Before long, people were full-blown laughing and there was a type of merriment in the classroom. It felt jovial, hopeful, and-.

           “That being said, I’m leaving the class if all of you do not place in the top fifty for the midterms.”

           “Ehh?”

 ~*~*~*~

 Silently, you closed the notebook labeled 35 before letting your head slump back to hit your bed. You inaudibly tried to recall what you read in that notebook before straightening up with a tiny frown. Admittedly, you couldn’t remember much of anything from that notebook. Things started to blur for you. The idea of algebra and chemistry muddled your brain and you could hardly recollect the events of the Meiji Period. You took that as a sign to take a break and you heaved a deep sigh as you laid your head on your bed.

You were in your room above the restaurant. Your parents were working late today and you have no choice but to wait upstairs until they were done, so you decided to start revising, although you weren’t reviewing the notes you made during class. You see, after Korosensei’s surprising statement to leave in the event that even one member of the E-class failed to enter the top 50, the class decided to bully him with upset and incredulous shouts. Such as, “Hey Tako stop shitting around!” and, “Stop scaring us or I will really assassinate you right now.” It was honestly very amusing, but when all of you realized that he was serious, the threat chilled everyone to their bones.

“My job as your teacher is to first and foremost get you all at a successful level. If I don’t see any improvement, it would mean that I fail as a teacher. If I leave...” Korosensei seemed to have a very mocking smile, almost as if he was egging the rest of E-class on, “then you’d have no chance in assassinating me.”

Your sensei was pushing your classmates with this terrifying incentive, and it worked. Even you were tempted to put more despite the difficulty of your studies. So after school, you asked your teacher to quickly give you some simple notes for college level subjects, stuff that will only get introduced if you chose a certain major. Korosensei was more than happy to oblige as he used his Mach 20 speed to whip up 40 of them. The books didn’t explain everything, but you at least learned something new just in case.

So here you were, overlooking the books you’ve obtained in hopes of last minute cramming. Admittedly, it’s overwhelming and surely not a recommended method of learning, but it’s all for your classmates. You’re going to make sure to gain first place so they won’t be discriminated anymore. With that resolute idea in your mind, you reached over for another book with newfound vigor. Gakuho won’t know what hit him.

“(Y/N), you have a visitor.” Your dad’s voice chimed from a speaker on the wall (you know like the things that some apartments have so you can tell who’s at your door), and you minutely glanced up from the books to questioningly gaze forward. Who would visit you so late at night? Curious, you told your dad to let the visitor up with a push of a button. To which your father responded with, “Open up the door then. But make sure no funny business happens while you’re alone with him!”

You blinked. Him? You then got up with a crack of your bones. You left your room to approach the door at the living room, and you swiftly looked through the peephole. A short gasp left your lips, and you quickly unlatched the door to see a tuft of scarlet hair. “Karma…” You breathed in surprise before making room for him. “What are you doing here?” You asked as he calmly waltzed in.

“I’m here for the study session of course.” Karma had grinned and you furrowed your brows in confusion. What study session? Did you mistakenly make plans for one during school? No, even if you were tired you knew better than to suggest something before the tests. So what on earth? Your thoughts must’ve been clear because Karma had said, “Korosensei told us that you were hosting a group study session and that you had all these notes that you were willing to share.”

While you are willing to share what you’ve learned, you definitely weren’t planning to have a study session so late. So a flabbergasted expression passed on your face at how Korosensei suddenly pinned all of this on you. “Wait, so what you’re telling me is that a bunch of people from class is coming here, right now. They’re literally on their way.” At Karma’s nod, you heaved a deep sigh. “That octopus…” You quietly grumbled.

Don’t get it wrong, you liked company especially if it’s your friends, but you really didn’t like how unexpected it was. Now you have to clean up and serve refreshments, and if the situation spiraled to it, which it will most likely will, you have to find a way to take them home safely since it is pretty late. Ah well Korosensei can be a cab for your friends. It’s the least he can do since he put you through this without your knowledge. That said, you quickly went to your room to start organizing, mildly hurrying since you have no idea how long until the others get here.

“So, I see that you’re enjoying my jacket,” Karma had playfully noted as he followed after you and minutely glanced down at your attire as you blushed, embarrassed. It was cold in your room so you tugged on the first thing that you saw and it was his jacket. It was a good choice for it warmed you up immediately since it engulfed you in the soft, and incredibly insulated, material.

You entered your room and set on stacking your notes in order, before saying with a sheepish chuckle, “I hope you don’t mind. It’s pretty comfy.” Then you pushed the notes you wrote to a corner as you suddenly added, “I’m sorry by the way. I meant to give it back to you earlier but I forgot.”

“It’s okay,” Karma had hummed, mildly taking satisfaction of you wearing his clothes. “You can keep it if you want.” At that you raised a surprised brow to which Karma added, “If you don’t mind me taking some of these books.” He gestured to the black stack of notebooks you just moved and you didn’t hesitate to nod. You’re willing to trade books filled with stuff you already knew for a really nice jacket. Grinning at the content smile you had on your face over the trade, Karma felt the butterflies in his stomach again.

He wanted to tell you what he always wanted to say, and that was, of course, gorgeous. Karma really wanted for once to say it to your face, and he actually picked up the courage to open his mouth to say it. When he’s about to catch your attention, a sudden booming voice cut him off, “(Y/N), you got more visitors. What’s up with that? You do realize it’s like ten. You’re gonna be responsible for them, you do know that?” Your dad’s voice filled your room and you chuckled at his manner of speaking.

Leaning over to the speaker, you said, “Send them up, please~ and yeah, I understand. I’ll make sure that they get home safe.” At your words, your dad just hummed. He was pretty cool with a bunch of things that happen, so he didn’t question how you were going to ensure their safety. He trusted you enough. That said, you got up to your feet to open the door again as Karma felt a bit dejected at the miss opportune.

Wait. No he can’t just leave it like that. How long is he going to wait for him to buck up the courage? Biting on his lower lip, Karma coughed to get your attention as you were leaving the room. Turning around to glance at him questioningly, the redhead donned the cheekiest smile he could muster as he rested his chin on his fist. “You look really adorable (Y/N).” You blinked at his words, uncertain what to make of it but a warmth enveloped your chest.

You smiled as you reached for the sleeves of the jacket. “Oh- thank you. I guess-,”

“Shame you only look that way because of my jacket.” A book flew through the air, nearly nailing Karma’s shoulder as he laughed boisterously. Of course he dodged the attack and you momentarily clicked your tongue in half-hearted disappointment.  

“Since when did you become so mean?” You huffed as you folded your arms, now very keenly aware of the jacket.

Since I figured this is the only way I can express myself. Karma shrugged, tongue mockingly sticking out of the corner of his lips. “I don’t know. Maybe when you made it easy for me to mess with you.” You threw your hands in the hair. Words were halfway out of your mouth when the redhead interjected, “though you truly are adorable.” On the inside, Karma cursed at the way his heart began palpitating.

You stopped, stared at his cheeky grin and the way he didn’t wholly meet your gaze before narrowing your eyes. You didn’t know what to make of this comment since the previous one led to teasing, so you merely brushed it off with, “Yeah, if you say so.” The toothy grin Karma displayed didn’t leave as you turned on your heels to greet whoever was waiting behind your door. But he did reach a hand to his chest. In one breath, Karma exhaled the butterflies that fluttered when he genuinely complimented you.

Damn it. Expressing what he felt was gonna be a lot harder than he thought.

 ~*~*~*~

 This was it, the day of the exams. Your class had already filed in the classroom and was currently taking the test. The first was math, something that honestly had you nervous since this was a subject that didn’t require your superhuman ability to learn. It tested your problem-solving abilities, and while you can go ahead and say that you’re excellent at that, you can’t deny the fact that it had you on edge. Mistakes can be made, not because you don’t know how to do them, but because you were quite the speedy solver. Your speed typically meant a few mistakes here and there, since you never double check your math.

Yet despite how uneasy you were, you were correctly answering the questions. In the first half of the exams, it was fairly easy, child’s play almost. But when you got to the eleventh question, you found your abilities being tested and you had to mildly focus on getting the right answers. It was trickier than you had expected on a junior high test, but you’re prepared for it because Korosensei had taught you the high school level. That said you’re positive that you got them alright, and you were so glad that you went ahead with your studies.

Feeling a bit better, you smiled when you reached the last part of the test, only one more question left. You quickly glanced at it, feeling confident, when you suddenly felt your blood run cold. This- this shouldn’t be on a junior high school test. This was something else entirely, topology, multivariate calculus, real analysis, and theories. The last question of the test touched on those subjects, and you knew that these were on a whole other level. You were prepared to tackle on high school level math, and you had brushed up on reading some college level math but this… you can’t do this.

And you soon found that you can’t do the other tests as well.

After math, you took on Science, Social Studies, and Japanese, and you found yourself face to face with yet another college level question. It was the same for all of them. You would ace every question until the end. Then the last part, that one advanced question, would throw you off entirely. And you knew that you weren’t going to gain first place. Your thoughts were only confirmed when Gakushu sent you a text after the exams.

He gave me a last minute lecture on all subjects.

You didn’t have to ask him to elaborate to find out what he meant. In addition to how he broadened the scope of the subjects for the midterms, Gakuho had included something you weren’t prepared for. He did that to throw you off as he taught his son the answers for those questions. It’s for certain now.

You lost the challenge.

 ~*~*~*~

 “The responsibility is entirely mine. I seem to have underestimated what this school is capable of.” Your teacher had said, back trained to face your whole class as Korosensei felt the immeasurable wave of guilt beating him in. You quietly sat in your seat, lashes fluttering as you try to blink back the tears. If he felt that much guilt, then imagine how you felt.

It was the day after the exams. Everyone had received their scores and all of you didn’t have to speak to find out what the class got. The tensed atmosphere was enough to explain the results, and it was your entire fault that they got such a grade. You weren’t surprised to find that Gakuho changed the spectrum of the subjects, he certainly was conniving enough for it, but you didn’t expect him to take a step further. In the end, you didn’t reach first place and you brought your class their downfall.

Slowly standing in your seat, you performed a ninety degree bow. With a lump in your throat, you addressed your classmates and said, “I’m sorry. This was all me…. I knew what he was trying to pull and yet I went ahead with it and then…” You choked on your words, unable to continue as a tear dropped on your desk. Your classmates looked at you, confused at your words, but completely feeling sad at the tear-stained you.

“(Y/N)-chan,” Nagisa quietly said as he saw the tear drops spilling on your desk, and he felt his mood worsen at the sight. Standing up to project his voice, Nagisa said, “It’s not your fault. You’re not the one responsible for all of this.”

“Y-yeah,” Kayano joined in a second later as she waved her paper. “This was a result because of the sudden difficult questions.”

“You’re not the one to blame.” Hinano said a second later and the class began to mumble out their similar sentiments. As they said all that, you shook your head. The guilt was weighing in you more than ever at the way they’re trying to cheer you up. They didn’t know that it was your fault. If they did, then they wouldn’t be saying all that stuff.

Drawing in a shaky breath, you faced your classmates with blurry vision. “It is my fault. I’m the reason why there was a college level question on there. It was added to make sure that I can’t reach first place. I’m the whole reason why you guys got such low scores. I’m so sorry,” And you can’t stop the waterworks as your throat tightened again.

You can’t face them ever again after what you did. And you can’t face Korosensei again since he was so confident about your abilities. You really screwed up. You shouldn’t have taken the bait; you should’ve listened to Gakushu. If you did, then that bastard of a principal wouldn’t resort to changing the midterms.

“Well, I don’t know about the others, but changing a few questions isn’t going to stop me.” Karma’s voice suddenly quipped and you turned a tearful look in his direction. Karma felt his body tense at the saddened you and he wanted to make you smile again. So, he took his papers and scattered them over your desk. At his actions, you wiped away the tears to look at the paper clearly, and when you did, your eyes widened considerably.

“H-how did you get third place?” You breathed out and your classmates exclaimed in amazement as they huddled around your desk. Even Korosensei sped his way in your direction to glance down at the papers. In bright red, low 90s were circled as Karma’s rank splayed on a sheet of paper beside it. Third place was clearly visible and you had to hold in a relief breath at the sight.

At least not everybody was a subject of your foolishness. Karma eyed the mildly relieved expression on your face before replying. “Korosensei went an extra mile with me since my grades were already good. But it was because of that study session at your place that I managed to get the knowledge to pull through the last part of the tests. I hope you don’t mind, but I took a glance at some of your advance notes.” Karma winked and you lightly chuckled through the lump in your throat.

“But you know I’m staying right here. Assassination is way more fun than going back to my old class. So what’s the plan? You gonna use the other’s results as an excuse to turn tail and run? Sounds like you’re just scared we might kill you?” Karma had teased and Korosensei turned frustrated at the remark. Your classmates caught on to the goading and they soon joined in with the teasing. Korosensei soon blew up at the large amount of mockery and you laughed at the sight.

Karma felt his own smile appear after seeing yours and he subtly took your papers. Holding them up by the edge, he said, “Well, if you still feel like running away after seeing my scores. Would you leave when (Y/N)-chan is this close?” And a wave of astonishment resounded in your classmates. In Karma’s hands, your papers were circled and marked with bright 98’s. Your rank was tacked on another paper and your friends gasped when they saw it. You had placed second.

Korosensei was in shock once again as your classmates congratulated you on your top score. Karma nudged you on the side and very quietly said, “I know you’re not happy about getting second place, but do you mind joining the tease? I think Korosensei just needs one more taunt to stay.” At his words your eyes widened.

Your classmates weren’t aware of the challenge that you made with Gakuho, so they didn’t realize how bad earning second place was to you. To them, they’re just amazed that you were able to handle the midterms so well. To your classmates, your grade wasn’t a sign of failure; it was another reason to have Korosensei stay. That said you shouldn’t be treating your grade as if it’s the cause of everyone’s downfall. Nope, you should use it like Karma did.

So with that in mind, you took in a breath to rid your body of its sad and guilty nerves. You then glanced to your teacher with a warm smile and said, “Korosensei, if you leave now how will I ever get first place during the finals.” Korosensei stilled in surprise before a chuckle emanated from him.

“Well then, I’m staying right here! I’m not running away!” He had enunciated with a half-hearted glare at your classmates and you joined with them as they laughed. “I’m going to be right here, and we’re going to make sure that we pay them back two-fold on the end-of-term exams!” And you and your classmates laughed again at his exuberance. While they merrily exchanged wishes for improvement, you gazed at the grade on your paper once more. Something snapped inside you at the sight... Yes, you have been actively trying to achieve the greatest grade possible as a child, but it appears as if the way you have been going about your studies isn’t enough anymore.

Gakuho showed you that he’s willing to put the effort to keep you, a degenerate, in place. That just meant you have to put equal risk to counter his actions... Now what that entails is unknown to you- but you’re at least confident that you’re going to need to change to make E-class a haven from his corrupted thoughts. Maybe more strenuous studying? Maybe more efforts to ruin Gakuho’s plans? More deals to make? You’re not sure what you’re going to do, but as you watch the brilliant and radiant way everyone was smiling, you knew you had to do whatever it takes to protect the happiness in this class. Even if it came at your cost.

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Anon:  oH fAcK NEVERMIND I'M JUST DUMB DONT LISTEN TO ME AND MY UNEDUCATED ASK ABOUT THE HASHTAG SUGGESTION

Lol bruhhhh no need to stress- I saw your answer literally the moment I hit post. But it’s cool~ your ask was still sweet~and after your response, it’s hilarious ^^

Thanks for brightening my day with this haha

Hi!! I've fallen in love with your writing and I love to share it with my friends by showing them your account on here! A quick suggestion, if I may? It'd be much easier if you could hash tag them like #chapter1 or something like that, because most of them use the app. I TOTALLY UNDERSTAND IF YOU DON'T WANT TO!! It's just a suggestion! Also, THANK YOU FOR UPDATING OMLLLL

D’awwww I’m glad you’re enjoying the story! And it’s super duper cool that you want to show your friends too! So umm yeah I can totally do that! I’ve been tagging the chapters as #Chapter 1 and so on, but if its easier to search that way then I sure can change for ya. ^^ 

Otherwise, I actually made a list of all the chapters for Shelter that’s currently on tumblr. If you look at the bottom of my blog, I have a specific area for Shelter that you can click on that will show you all of the chapters posted. Think of it as a Table of Contents when it becomes difficult to look through my blog lol. 

But yeah~ I gotchu fam.

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Hi sweetie, glad to see you back! I've been wanting to ask you something regarding your fic for a while now but since I didn't know if you would even read it I didn't. However it seems like you are a little more active now so I'll just ask. Could I, by any chance, upload your fic on Wattpad? Of course I'll credit you in everything and the chapters updated would only be the ones that you uploaded here. It's completely okay if you don't want to tho !

Hello~ first of I’d like to say thank you very much for coming to me and asking! Really warms my heart. But to answer your question, I’d have to say no. Only because I’m rather iffy about Wattpad. I actually have an account there, but I never used it because I felt the place was not entirely open for fan fictions. Don’t get me wrong, I’ve seen and read some there, but I don’t think it really fits in if you get what I mean. Tumblr and Quotev is also easier for me to monitor and keep things cool~

Thank you again though for asking! Maybe in the future I’ll think of branching out there and enlist your help (mystery anon lol), but for now I’ll focus on the two sites Shelter is currently on.

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god fucking bless you for all these updates and ngl i thought this book was dead when you stopped updating on quotev ksjskjs

Ehehehe

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HFKSNKAHFLAD I LITERALLY STUMBLED UPON CHAP 6 ON MY DASH I DIDNT KNOW YOU WERE UPDATING AGAIN - historycallyinaccurate

Hell yeah gurl! I’m trying to update as much of Shelter as I can tonight. So that means the revamped version of it will be out completely! I don’t know when lol but hopefully soon since I’ve got time to kill! Anddddd that means a new chapter! (But that is definitely a time I don’t know when will happen blehhhh)

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Shelter Special Chapter (pt.2)

~Special pt.2~

~*~*~

“(Y/N)-chan, you look a bit down,” Karma noted and you mumbled something incoherently since your head was buried in your arms. Your red-haired friend shot you a confused look as he stuffed his hands in his jacket pocket. You’ve been acting funny for a while and Karma doesn’t understand why you’re being so unlike you, but he knew that he didn’t like it.

What he did like was your bright smile and your beautiful laughter. He liked seeing the way your eyes brighten up, the way your tresses are perfectly shimmering, and the way you make him feel. Karma loved all that, but the situation you’re in now wasn’t a part of it.

Sighing, Karma crouched down to your level and tilted his head. His bangs swept to the side as he tried to look at you straight in the eyes to determine what’s wrong, and he frowned when your hair blocked his vision. Swiftly standing up, Karma was determined to get you to look at him, no matter what. That said, a humorous grin spread over his visage as he circled to your back. Before you could notice what he’s done, Karma grabbed you by your sides before effortlessly picking you up.

“What the-,” You mumbled out when you saw the sky and you immediately jumped to attention upon the feeling of hands on your sides. Twisting to see the culprit, you shouted out “KARMA! Put me down!” when you spot his fiery hair. Karma only chuckled before smoothly moving his hands. Your position was shifted and you were suddenly looking in his mercury and mischievous eyes, his arms underneath your back and your legs.

Smirking, Karma said, “No can do, (Y/N)-chan. You’ve been looking a bit mopey. So how about we wash that off, hmm?” And the teasing smile he has on started a little panic in you. Struggling, you tried to escape his grasp knowing full well that he’s up to no good. Honestly, you would rather not deal with his antics. But the more you struggle, the stronger his grip became and you found yourself unable to escape.

“Karma, don’t. Whatever you’re planning, don’t you dare.” You said in hopes of stopping him. To your surprise and relief, he halted. Karma glanced down at you and your eyes shone in a pleading manner. Then his grin spread even wider, and the hope you had died down. “You’re still gonna do it, aren’t you?” And when he nodded you sighed.

“Enjoy the water, (Y/N)-chan~” And your eyes instinctively closed when he threw you. Feeling yourself suspended in the air, you panicked before holding your breath. Bracing for impact, you tensed when cold water hit your back, and you quickly felt your clothes getting soaked as it engulfed you. Your heart was pounding so much since you’re aware of your inability to swim, but you felt yourself calm down when you touched the bottom.

Slowly, you opened one eye before looking around. It was shallow. With confusion etched on your face, you straightened to a stand and you felt the blast of air against your wet skin. Karma was laughing so hard near the edge, to the point that some customers were glancing at him in puzzlement, and you realized that he just threw you straight in the fountain with all the waterworks (you know the one Maehara showed you). Feeling a playful smile replace the confusion, and a spray of water shower your head, you waded over to the edge.

“Very funny, Karma,” You momentarily laughed before sweeping the wet hair off your face. Your trickster of a friend grinned and it widened when he eyed your soaking figure. You were an absolute sopping mess with your clothes clinging on to you like a second a skin. Your hair gathered together, dripping down your back and it stuck to your face. You were just soaking with the chlorine water, but you were still smiling. Your teeth were showing and Karma felt a sense of pride. He did that to you. He made you smile.

Pulling on a smirk, you inclined closer to Karma before saying, “Don’t you think you look a little dry, Karma?” Your suspicious comment made Karma gulp and you suddenly latched on to his arm. He swiftly turned to your direction and was met with a wide grin. Before his heart could even pound at the contact, you were throwing him over your shoulder straight in the water.

Karma shouted in surprise before he submerged, and you broke into a fit of laughter. Seeing the shock flit through his eyes was too much for you to handle, and you could barely stand with the way you were laughing. “Oh my god, that was great!” You cheered as Karma sat up, hair shadowing his expression and you teasingly mussed his locks before saying, “That’s karma, Karma.” And you ensued in another round of hilarity at the joke you made.

Karma glanced up at you through his wet bangs and smiled warmly at your delighted sight. A beam really did suit your pleasant features and Karma was so happy that he was able to make you smile again. Ignoring the fuzzy feeling in his stomach, he slowly stood up. Now that you were smiling again, Karma wanted to have some good old fashioned fun. Hearing the sound of water dripping, you paused in your joy to see Karma towering over you. Feeling a shadow of dread, you quickly tried to hop over the edge.

Too late! Karma acted faster than you and had his arms around your waist. A squeal escaped your lips the moment Karma threw you back in the water. You hit the water again, but this time you were above the surface so you were able to playfully glare at your smirking friend. “So that’s how you wanna do this?” You chuckled darkly. Raising your voice, you smirked before shouting, “WATER FIGHT!”

The bystanders, whose attention got caught due to yours and Karma’s shenanigans, suddenly started grinning as they all simultaneously cheered. Seeing the two of you play in the fountain, they felt rather curious and eager to join in. So with your call, everyone else didn’t hesitate to join and it wasn’t long until a horde of people discarded their bags and shoes to do exactly what you said, have a water fight.

In the midst of the full out splash war, you quickly grabbed on to Karma’s hand. Said male tossed you an inquiring look at your actions before feeling the butterflies in his stomach. Your hand just perfectly fit with his and Karma just wanted to hold on forever. So when you moved to the edge, Karma followed after, not wanting to let go.

“Come on, we have to go.” You whispered with a jumpy voice as if adrenaline was coursing through your veins, “I saw the security guards glance in this direction so I made a distraction. We need to escape.” Then you swung neatly over the ledge as Karma smoothly followed your movements. Making a mad dash to the side, the two of you just heard the sharp sound of a whistle and an authoritative voice far behind you.

Laughing, you dragged Karma to a corner where few people were gathered. The two of you were dripping wet. Your hair was matted, your converse was possibly ruined, and yet you can’t be angry, because that was honestly a lot of fun. So instead of frowning at how cold you were, you brightly beamed. “That’s what I wanted to see.” You heard under Karma’s breath and you turned your eyes at him. Seeing the questioning look on your face, Karma chuckled before saying, “A smile suits you a lot more, (Y/N)-chan.”

Karma doesn’t have a smirk or a grin on his features, but he does have a soft smile. It was a rare one that he usually never showed and you poked the side of his cheek, not passing up the chance for a tease. “What’s this I see? Is Karma actually capable of doing something other than a smirk?” And you were given a half-hearted glare at your words. Giggling, your playful gaze turned into a kind one as you said, “Thank you, Karma. I think that a smile like that suits you too.”

The two of you then stayed silent after that, just watching each other with your individual beams. Karma felt that urge again to compliment your appearance. Even if you were a sopping mess, you were, as always, just beautiful in his eyes.

You glanced away from him first with a fleeting smile, so you could check your bag. Karma felt his heart thud at the brief look before feeling the loss of warmth from your hand, but he didn’t act out on his sudden instinct to hold you again. Instead, he asked you, “Why were you so sad in the first place?” before shaking his head, sending droplets of water flying everywhere.

Momentarily pouting on your reason, you sighed in relief when you pulled out your miraculously dry phone. Turning it on, you said, “It’s not important,” While flashing him a smile. Karma raised an eyebrow at your answer, and at how you’re suddenly focused on your phone, before smirking mischievously.

“Really, are you sure it’s not important?” The suspicious tone in his voice made you mirror his brow raise thing as you nod. Karma then hummed before saying, “You’re lying,” Then using his quick reflexes, Karma snatched the phone from your grasp. Your eyes widened at the emptiness in your hands and you turn a pouting gaze at Karma, who had your phone stretched high above you. He laughed at the expression you made before waving the device teasingly. “I know you, (Y/N)-chan. You don’t get upset over nothing. I’ll give this back to you if you tell me.” So I can make sure that it won’t make you sad again, he mentally added.

You heaved a sigh before crossing your arms. You know that he’s being true in his words and you abashedly gazed to the side. Mumbling low, you reluctantly said, “I realized that I only ate pudding in the five hours I had. I didn’t get to eat anything else so I got sad.” Then you haughtily crossed your arms, “Now give me my phone back.”

Karma took a moment to laugh at the rather silly reason before tossing the device lightly in your hands. Although he’s laughing, he’s actually in relief that nothing major happened to you. That said he smiled in happiness, before saying, “You can be unbelievable, you know that.” But to Karma it’s not in a bad way.

Peeking up at him through wet strands of your hair, you wittily reply back with, “Says the guy who threw me in a public fountain. If that’s not unbelievable then I don’t know what is-.” You were abruptly caught off by yourself when you sneezed. The action was quiet, barely audible, and Karma had to hold a laugh at how silent your sneezes were. You minutely blinked in surprise before sneezing again.

“How cute~ you are so going to be sick tomorrow.” Karma joked and you tried to glare at him, but the menacing factor was drastically brought down when you sneezed once more. Frowning, you realize that you’ve been in your wet clothes for too long. You have to change out of them quickly, or else you really will be sick.

Karma eyed the miserable expression on your face before shrugging off his jacket. It’s kind of wet, but at least it’ll give you some heat. That said he carefully draped it over your shoulders before gently inserting your arms in the sleeves. You blink in surprise at the warm action and the equally warm jacket before subconsciously nestling in it closer. “Thank you,” You mumbled out but then you saw his still sopping form and you furrowed your brows in worry, “Karma, now you’re gonna get sick.”

He just coolly shrugged. “I’ll be fine.” He said reassuringly, “Besides, I don’t think you want to walk around showing your bra to everybody, right?” Then Karma quickly left with a hand waving back at you. He was gone so fast, that you only processed his sentence the moment he was gone. Instantly, an embarrassed blush spread over your cheeks as you glanced down at your shirt. Like he said, your bra was somewhat visible against your thing white shirt, and you swiftly zipped up your jacket. Humiliation took over your shivering frame, and you took comfort by hiding in Karma’s jacket, the scent of him wafting from the collar.

 ~*~*~*~

 “I’m back,” You called out as the bell above the door chimed. Your shoes squished over the wood flooring as you looked around the empty store. Your parents just told you that they closed the store up so you can have it privately for your classmates. Additionally, they’re out for a quick run around the food center to greet fellow business owners- after they dropped off fresh ingredients (since the shop ran out a few hours ago due to the large demand).  They had texted you this information when you ran into Hayami and Hinata with Isogai in tow, which reminded you.

You quickly glanced over your shoulder at your friend who quietly stayed at the entrance. With a reassuring smile, you waved the hesitant Isogai in before letting the door shut close. “Sorry for intruding,” Isogai apologized and you waved your hand dismissively. You were about to tell him that it was fine, when Gin stuck his head out from the kitchen door.

“You’re wet.” He merely commented before his gaze drifted to the class representative behind you. Isogai momentarily flashed an awkward smile to the passive tan male as your co-worker blinked slowly at him. “Who’s the guy?” He asked, but it oddly felt as if he was stating it with his monotone voice.

Smiling, you introduced your friend to Gin. “Isogai this is Gin, he works for my parents. Gin, this is Isogai. He’s my friend and he’s staying for awhile.” You finished with your forever bright beam and Gin took a moment to nod. Then his eyes flashed to the growing puddle underneath you and his lips turned down by the slightest at the sight.

“Get changed. You’re making a mess.” Then he disappeared behind the door, leaving you to suck your teeth with a nod. That’s totally Gin. You knew that he cared, but he really does have a hard time showing that. Instead, he preferred to be distant and kind of cold, like a kuudere or a tsundere. You shortly laughed at the thought before turning to face your friend.

Pointing up, you said, “I’m gonna change up there. Feel free to either mess around in the living room upstairs or bother Gin. Trust me, he actually enjoys company. Just…” You trailed off, uncertain on how to say something before settling with, “Just don’t mention anything remotely close to cute stuff.” At that odd sentence, you gave him a short wave before hopping up the stairs that were cut off by a velvet rope.

Isogai heard the sound of a door close and he was suddenly all alone in the shop. He allowed himself to take in the features for a moment. The comfy colors, the cozy design, and the easy-to-reach placement of the tables made the part-time worker impressed. He knew a thing or two about owning a shop since he spent most of his time serving in one, but he was quite at awe with the simple yet pleasant design of the place. Your parents must be very detailed people to be able to think of even the waiters’ mobility while setting the place up.

That said Isogai finished his observations and released a sigh. Now that he was done with that time waster, he realized how lonely it was without you chattering amiably at him. On your way here, Isogai was able to listen to you laugh and smile despite your soggy appearance and the sudden request for you to spend time with him. It honestly had him miss your presence.

Isogai glanced up at the stairs with forlorn, wondering if he should follow you and wait for you there. However, he quickly dissed that thought. He’s a gentleman. You were changing up there and even if you had a room or something to privately change out of your wet clothes, Isogai would rather wait out of politeness and for your privacy. So before he knew it, his feet were already leading him to the kitchen where Gin stoically tended to his duties as pastry chef.

Upon his entrance, Gin glanced up from the bunny manju he was making from scarce ingredients before settling back into focus. Isogai awkwardly approached him as he silently admired the sleek kitchen. Gin was standing near one of the four pristine prep tables, hands delicately making the designs of the rabbit manju, and Isogai shifted his admiration to the skills the silver haired male. “Those look like they’re going to be great.” Isogai commented absentmindedly and Gin paused for a second.

Putting down the scissors, he took an already baked manju before silently offering it to the junior high schooler. Surprised at the action, Isogai hesitated before accepting it. He then took a cautious bite of the ear and his eyes widened at the explosion of taste in his mouth. He can instantly identify it as green tea flavor, but somehow the taste was incredibly prominent in his mouth. Taking another bite, he inwardly collapsed at the amazing taste.

Gin nodded in approval at the clearly captivated Isogai before resuming his work. Isogai noticed his actions and quickly finished off the pastry. Licking his lips in satisfaction, he then said, “That was fantastic. Where did you learn how to bake that?” The moment the words left his lips, Isogai mentally chided himself. That was pretty stupid of him to ask. Gin most likely learned from your mom who was the infamous pastry chef. “Never mind,” Isogai chuckled awkwardly, “I already kn-.”

“(Y/N) taught me.” The sudden response shocked the class representative. He didn’t expect Gin to actually reply back. Furthermore, he didn’t think that you would be responsible for teaching Gin how to make this treat. He wondered if you learned from your parents when Gin responded with, as if knowing what he was thinking about, “It’s her recipe. She perfected it when she was younger.”

Then the silence enveloped them again and Isogai found himself respecting you more. To be able to make something like that at such a young age was an impressive feat. Smiling, Isogai told the quiet male, “I shouldn’t be surprised. She makes really good food and is pretty good at anything artistic.”He thought back to the times when you would randomly give out your lunch to your classmates, and he found himself remembering the taste of this shortcake you once made.

“(Y/N)-chan is pretty awesome to be able to do all that stuff,” Isogai wistfully said and he ended up thinking of your smiles and laugh again. Soon, he was slumping over the counter with a dazed expression on his face. Isogai didn’t know yet, but you affected him so much despite the fact that the two of you only had casual conversations. The only real interaction the two of you had was today and a few weeks ago when you came in early during school. Isogai doesn’t know it yet, but he was already crushing on you.

“(Y/N)… is cute…” Isogai picked up over the silence and he shifted confused eyes to Gin. He wondered if he was the one who spoke when he suddenly noticed the pink exploding over Gin’s face. Isogai even saw the way the stoic male clumsily cut the ears of the rabbit and the way his lips curled to a pout. Isogai blinked. Was he seeing this right?

“I’m sorry, what did you say?” The male representative asked and Gin quietly settled down the scissors to place his hands over his face. He remained like that for a long minute before he slowly brought his hands back to work. The confusion that had settled on Isogai’s face dug deeper at the odd sight. He wondered if Gin was alright when you suddenly traipsed into the kitchen with a wide smile, different clothes on.

“It feels better to get out of that mess,” You said with a laugh and you beamed over to Isogai, hair still wet but at least not dripping, as you asked him, “What were you guys up to?” Your question hung in the air as you opened the fridge, inspected it briefly, before taking an apple out. Your parents wouldn’t mind one less apple since they were getting more anyways. Taking a bite of the fruit, you waited for their response as you raised a brow.

“We were talking about the manjus and you,” Isogai said honestly and you immediately paused in mid-bite to give him a look. Isogai was mildly taken aback at the expression you’re giving him and he raised a brow too. “I’m sorry, that must’ve been pretty rude for us to talk about you behind your back.” He apologized and you waved a hand dismissively.

“I could care less if you talk about me. The look is because I told you not to mention anything cute and you went ahead and talked about rabbit manjus.” Sighing, you straightened your posture before saying, “Gin has a thing for cute stuff. If you even say anything close to something cute, he’ll start blushing like crazy and it takes a while until he calms down.”

At your explanation, Gin shot you a glare and you playfully smiled at him. Isogai furrowed his brows, completely lost. Gin wasn’t blushing over the manjus; he was blushing because of you. Isogai definitely knew that and he unconsciously felt a smidge uncomfortable with the fact. Isogai opened his mouth to curiously point out the source of Gin’s blush, but stopped when the silver-haired male gave him a look. It basically told him, don’t you dare, and Isogai clamped his mouth shut.

Shaking your head in amusement at Gin, you turned to Isogai to say, “Wanna go upstairs? Gin can handle himself and it’s going to be a while until I have to start cooking.” At your expectant look, Isogai nodded hesitantly. Smiling, you chirped, “Awesome. I’ve wanted to get to know you, Isogai.” And with that you grabbed his upper arm before leaving the kitchen.

With the two of you gone, Gin glanced at the entrance for a moment before dropping the scissors again. He stared blankly at the finished manju in front of him and Gin eventually brought his hands up to cover the deep blush that spread over his cheeks.

 ~*~*~*~

 “So you live here?” Isogai questioned in puzzlement as he sat on the bed, back to the wall as you chuckled at him. You rubbed the towel, which you snatched from a linen closet, carelessly over your hair before draping it on your shoulders. Grabbing your brush, you took a seat next to Isogai after making sure that Karma’s jacket was drying.

“I got my own room at my parent’s house. This is just something that I can retreat in when my parents don’t need my help downstairs. In a way, it’s my own place.” Then you hummed in thought before saying, “Well, I guess you can say that I do live here. I use it more than my parents do and I did put some of my stuff here already.” Then you laughed as you eyed the items that you brought in making this place more yours. Honestly, you loved your upstairs area. Even if it’s only been a week since you first got it, you kind of saw this as your personal space. And you didn’t hesitate to tell Isogai that.

The male mildly blushed upon your words, feeling a bit happy that you invited him to your personal space before he got flustered. The two of you were more or less by yourselves in a secluded area. As a gentleman, Isogai felt the need to leave but that feeling left when you bumped your shoulder with his. A smile was on his face and every flustered emotion left him as he felt joy replace it, just seeing your smile made him smile.

“So, I said that I wanted to get to know you.” You let it sink in for a moment as you brushed your drying hair, and you gave Isogai a warm smile as he nodded. “You don’t mind if I ask you questions right? If you want we can do it 20 questions style where I ask you one and then you ask back.”

Isogai nodded without hesitation as a smile graced his lips too. He was just as curious about you as you were to him. Beaming at the approval, you then started off with something easy. “What is your favorite subject in school?”

“Geography, it’s interesting,” He said with a grin and you nodded your head at the answer. Then you gestured for him to go on and Isogai pondered for a moment before a question came to mind. “That rabbit manju. Did you really teach Gin to make that?”

“Yes,” You laughed, reminiscing the time when you were just about eight years old, barely old enough to start thinking about making pastries. Your mom was the one who got you in making treats, of course, and you ended up looking for recipes. The rabbit manju one was one that your grandmother had started but you tweaked it until it ended up being the perfection it is today. Smiling fondly, you said, “Since we’re on the topic, what’s your favorite food?”

Isogai furrowed his brows for a moment before pointing out, “Hold on, is that it? All you said was yes.” Then you smile jokingly at him before letting your fingers weave through your tangled hair. Isogai unconsciously watched you mess with your tresses before you flipped them over, satisfied with how dry and knot-free it was.

“It’s 20 questions. I can answer the question and then move on. If you want to know more, ask clearly or either that wait for your next turn.” The male’s eyes widened at the loophole you pointed out and chuckled. Isogai made a mental note to clarify his questions. “Alright, so answer mine.” Then you eagerly pat his arm and he nodded.

“I like to eat anything, but specifically my favorite food is goldfish.” Upon his words, you blinked in confusion. You tilted your head to the side, disbelieving his answer and Isogai laughed again. “I’m serious, I really like goldfish.”

“You’re joking.” You bluntly told him and he shook his head no, “But I can’t cook that for you. I need real food to give you later.” You pouted and Isogai’s breath hitched at the sight and at the thought. You’re going to cook for him? He can imagine the delicious food already and he got embarrassed at the rather wifely attitude you displayed. “Give me something else. What other food do you like?”

Smiling, a bit flustered, Isogai then said, “Anything, so long as it’s good.” And he knew it will be if you make it. Pondering, you grew quiet to think about what to make him when your E-class friends come over an hour later. You kind of had an idea of what to cook... Pulling you out of your thoughts, Isogai exclaimed with, “I just answered two questions! You tricked me,” He had pouted and you burst out laughing.

“Oh Isogai,” Then you lean over to flick him on the nose. Embarrassed at the action, he doesn’t speak up at how close you suddenly got. “You answered it willingly. I didn’t trick you~ you just have to catch on to these things.” Glancing at the amusement in your eyes, Isogai added to his mental note. Don’t fall for another question.

“Alright then,” Isogai mumbled in determination, trying his hardest to ignore you as your shoulder brushed against his. “When’d you teach Gin how to make the rabbit manju and how old were you when you started?” You quirked a brow up at his question, highly aware of how he just mashed two in one, before pointing it out to him. Isogai just grinned as he said, “Technically, its one question since I said and.”

You nod, approving of the little trick he made before saying, “I was eight years old for both of those questions. It’s about… a gap of three months between the time I started and when I taught him.”At that Isogai whistled in amazement. Laughing, you told him to never do that again and he chuckled back.

“So you were pretty much the talented baker already.” He noted out loud and you bobbed your head.

“I was pretty interested in it and if you catch me interested in something, I like to learn all about it. It’s one of the reasons why I was so good at my studies. Everything interested me and I ended up trying to absorb all the knowledge.” Then you breathed out a short laugh before smoothing your features to a soft smile. “Okay so if you don’t mind me asking, how’d you, the Ikemen, get into E-class?”

At that Isogai grew embarrassed at the word he’s been labeled with and he looked to the side for a moment, wondering what to reply with, when you suddenly popped in his line of vision. Isogai blinked, you were there in front of him with an apologetic smile. You saw him move away and you took that as a sign that he was unwilling to answer. So you decided to tell him to his face that it was alright if he doesn’t want to say anything.

In reality, he did want to answer, tell you something about his life. But right now he totally couldn’t. Isogai doesn’t know if you’re aware, but you had leaned over his lap with your hand on the other side of his legs. You were still sitting at the opposite, but the subtle action you made practically trapped him to the wall. You were close, so close, and he can’t hear himself think at the proximity, let alone speak.

So Isogai did the first thing he thought would help. He jerked away from you. Your eyes widened at the sudden movement and you felt your hand slip. You couldn’t comprehend what just happened, but you now know that you’re facing the prettiest golden eyes you’ve ever seen. Isogai inwardly panicked at the incredibly short space between the two of you, and yet he couldn’t find it in himself to move. He just couldn’t, or rather that he didn’t want to.

It’s mainly because with you hovering over him, a surprised expression on your face, Isogai was able to see your features up close. He can see the vivid color of your eyes, the sudden pink in your cheeks, and your beauty. He just doesn’t want to move, he wanted this moment to last forever. And for a moment, with his heart going a mile a minute, he wondered if you do too. You haven’t moved, and you clearly understand the position the two of you in, but you do absolutely nothing. Hope blossomed in his heart, and Isogai was thinking if you felt the same way.

“Isogai,” You mumbled out after a minute and his heart sped up when your breath fanned over his neck. You blinked, gazing in his eyes, until you slowly sit back up. The class representative now stared at the ceiling before his brows furrowed, in what could be interpreted as disappointment. He quickly sat back up, now realizing the full blast of that position and red spread over his cheeks.

He should’ve moved, as a gentleman Isogai should’ve quickly apologized and then excused to leave. If he had done that, then there wouldn’t be this silent and kind of hot atmosphere. Opening and closing his clammy hands, Isogai awkwardly said, “I’m sorry about that. I didn’t mean to do that. I – I should just wait downstairs.” Then he moved to get up from the bed when you suddenly grasped his wrist.

Isogai’s eyes widened at the contact and you gave him an apologetic smile. “It’s fine. It’s my fault anyways. I should’ve got up. I just got really amazed by your eyes.” Then you laughed shortly before saying, “It’s not everyday that you get to see such a color. They’re really pretty, you know that.” And Isogai felt like flying from the one comment. “But anyways, you don’t have to tell me. I was just curious.”

And Isogai shook his head, he wanted to tell you. He took a moment to take in a deep breath, before saying, “I broke a rule. I was working as a waiter in Kunugi-Kaze,” The moment he said that, your eyes widened in surprise.

Working part-time was a violation in your school. It’s not accepted by the principal. And while you’re technically working under your parents with pay, you’re allowed to keep doing so due to a loophole your parents had pointed out. They had insisted that you were doing this just to help them, family-wise, so the principal couldn’t exactly punish you because of that. But in regards to Isogai’s situation…

“Isogai, why would you do that?” You slowly asked him, afraid of getting into something personal, when Isogai sighed.

“My mom is sick and I got two younger siblings. I need to help somehow so I got a job. But I got caught and got sent to E-class. I’m not supposed to keep working because if I get caught again who knows what may happen, but I can’t stop. We need the money and my dad he’s…”

And with that silence engulfed the two of you. He didn’t have to finish for you to know. You can’t help but feel pity for your friend. He’s working to support his family and yet the school can’t turn a blind eye over that. Meanwhile, you’re able to work just because your parents pulled some strings. This wasn’t fair. Isogai should be able to work freely since he’s doing it for the people that he cared about. Carefully, you placed a comforting hand over Isogai’s.

“Isogai, look at me.” And when Isogai does, you gently pulled him closer to wrap him in a hug, and the male felt his body tensed. Quietly, you say, “You are a man among men,.” Then you lightly pull back to show your warm smile. “Isogai, I want to propose something to you.”

He curiously tilted his head at your words, and you took in a deep breath. “Would you like to work here?” Your words shocked him. Work in your parent’s shop? But why, how come? Isogai doesn’t understand why you would ask him of such a thing and you answered when he voiced out his thoughts. “If you work here, my parents can help you. While you’re still violating the rules, they’ll be able to pull some strings so that you won’t get punished if you get caught. Plus, you’ll be able to gain a lot of money by working here. It can help you and your family.”

“But-.” Isogai had started, and yet he can’t find anything to argue with. You have a point. He’ll be able to help his family a lot more if he works in a famous restaurant like your parent’s… Isogai looked to the side, should he accept?

“I want to help you, Isogai. I want to be there for you when you’re in trouble.” You tell him and Isogai felt his heart skip a beat. The kindness you were showing somehow made his heart race and his stomach flutter. Isogai doesn’t know what’s happening to him, but he oddly felt warm and comforted by your actions. He felt like nothing was wrong when you’re looking at him with such an affectionate expression.

That said he can’t stop himself from nodding as he accepted your proposal. “I’ll have to talk to the owner of the cafe I work in, but I think I’d like to work here.” His answer sent a wide smile to spread on your face, and Isogai liked seeing that smile.

 ~*~*~*~

 “Oh my god this is so good! (Y/N)-chan you definitely know how to cook!” Kayano exclaimed as she ate some Yakitori. You smiled widely at her praise as others complimented you as well. The students of E-class are all gathered in the dining area of your parent’s shop as they ate and chattered to their heart’s content. It’s late, the sun’s already setting in the horizon, but you’re all still in high spirits as if the day had just begun.

Grinning, you told Kayano, “Thank you, but I had a little help from the Ikemen.” And the moment the words left your lips, Isogai nudged your shoulder as he passed by. He told you that he heard your comment, and you stifled a laugh before eating a crepe packed with fillings as he settled in a seat.

After your talk upstairs, you and Isogai went back down to the kitchen so you could start cooking only to find that Gin had already left. While you pouted at how your friend didn’t even say goodbye, Isogai had offered his help. You, of course, immediately declined but he was persistent in helping you. In the end, Isogai was by your side as he joined you in dicing and kneading.

Although he was bit slower than you, since you were trained to multitask since you were young, the two of you managed to work in mental sync. For example, when he passed you a bowl full of chopped vegetables, you just took it silently before giving him the batter for the crepes. Then the two of you would mentally have a conversation before doing what the other wanted. To you, it was pretty fun and you ended up smiling subconsciously as your friends ate.

“Oooh, (Y/N)-chan did something interesting happen with you and Isogai?” Hinata suddenly asked you and you turned to her with a tilted head. She was grinning mischievously at you and Rio immediately pointed at her with half-eaten barbeque on a stick.

“Hold on, you can’t do it like that! You have to ask her generally!” She had exclaimed and the curious expression on your face deepened. Suddenly, all the girls at the table, except for Hara and Kirara, turned to you with the most expectant look on their faces. You immediately felt the same emotion from this morning, like prey, and you wanted to run away. “(Y/N)-chan which guy did you have the most fun with!?”

You blinked, “What do you mean which guy did I have a lot of fun with?” Then you shifted your attention to the guys at the table to glance at the males you had spent the day with. A small smile flitted to your face at the sight of them and you said, “I had fun with all of them,” as you recalled the memories.

“But which one did you have more fun with?” Hinano pried and you furrowed your brows at them.

“Well, Karma and I had a lot of fun at the-.” Then you were abruptly cut off as Kayano and Hinano shot up in glee. They ecstatically waved their arms around them before swallowing the Dango in their mouth.

“I told you! Karma was better!” They had cheered, earning them a confused you as the others groaned out loud. You gazed at all of their dejected looks before a small frown tugged at your corners.

“What? Did I say something wrong?” You asked them and Hinano and Kayano quickly took your hands to pull you up. Clutching them tightly with a beam on their faces, they started to pull you to the guy’s table.

“Come on, (Y/N)-chan! Now you have to ask him out!” They cheered and you swiftly pulled your hands back. Hold on, what are they going on about? Taking a step back, you glanced at them with a bewildered expression.

“Ask out? Why would I want to ask anyone out?” Then the beam on their faces wiped off. Your female friends heard your words and they perked up due to sudden hope. Suddenly surrounding you, Rio and Yuzuki asked if you had an interest in Sugino. Then Kataoka and Yada wanted to know if Maehara caught your eyes. Hayami, Manami, and Kanzaki were quiet about their questioning, as Hinata wondered about Isogai.

You felt so overwhelmed at their questions. Why were they asking you all of this? Then a sudden flash of realization came to you. The way they’re asking about one guy, how they only showed up so they would switch your companion every hour, and how Kayano and Hinano got so happy when you mentioned Karma. There’s only one reason for all of this. “Guys, were you trying to hook me up with a classmate?”

At your rather blunt question, the girls stopped their chattering. The look of surprise on their face was enough to tell you that you were right, and you laughed. “I’m not looking for a boyfriend right now. And even if I was, I would like it if you guys didn’t make it into this type of competition.” And with your words, a guilty look spread over your friend’s features

Smiling reassuringly, you clapped Yada and Yuzuki who were closest to you on their shoulders. “Thanks for trying though. I had a lot of fun with Nagisa, Sugino, Maehara, Isogai, and Karma because of you guys. But please don’t do something like this again. If I liked someone, I’d rather handle it myself unless I ask of you guys, okay?” Your friends nodded with a mumble of agreement and you grinned brightly at them. Turning back to the food, you said, “Come on let’s just eat!”

[mari-matsu]

Shelter Special Chapter

~Special pt. 1~

“Alright, so why are we the only ones gathered over here?” Kataoka asked in a hushed whisper, only because Rio insisted on it, as she cast wondering eyes to the side where the male members of the E-class was at. She briefly observed them laugh, talk, or remain stoically silent, before drifting her eyes back to attention. Her brow had quirked up as she observed the blonde across the circular table. “Also, has anyone seen (Y/N)-chan yet?”

At her words, a mumble of no rose over the group before it hushed into silence. Rio took this as a chance to say, “I have called you all here because we have an important mission to do.” She then rubbed her hands maliciously, as if she was ready to commit a crime. “We need to plan this to the last detail. Which is why I had the guys stay over there, they were going to be a distraction.” And the look in her eyes made a handful of the girls wary over this mission.

“But what is it that we have to do? You can’t just expect us to agree when we don’t know anything.” Yada commented before sipping her shake and Rio mildly rolled her eyes.

“I was getting to that,” Then she gave off a wide grin- paused for dramatic effect- before exclaiming, “We’re going to play cupid!” And she expectantly wiggled her hands as she waited for their reactions. But upon seeing blank stares around, Rio sighed before saying, “Come on, it’s going to be fun. Plus, wouldn’t you guys want to proudly say that you brought these two people together during their wedding?” The playful tone she used brought the rest of the girls to be curious. Just who did Rio want together?

So Kanzaki took the initiative to ask her. Rio turned on her then with a bright grin, “(Y/N)-chan of course!” She said with a clap of her hands. At that a rise of understanding noises came from the group, seeing as how you’re the only girl not included in this talk, before it hushed into confusion. Hinata asked who they were going to pair you up with and Rio smirked, “Sugino-kun.”

A sudden shout of indignation sounded from the gymnast, “No offense to Sugino-kun but I don’t agree on (Y/N)-chan marrying him.” And upon Hinata’s words, Rio cried in outrage as a mumble of agreement resounded in a handful of girls. The blonde asked her for her reasons and Hinata stood up, hands on her waist as she said, “Because I think that Isogai-kun would be better for her!”

And a round of dismay began as Hayami quietly agreed with her, “No, and no, if it’s anyone it should be Karma. Have you seen the way he’s interacting with her lately? It’s gotta be him!” Kayano interjected and Hinano nodded in enthusiastic agreement. Instantly after that, Okuda and Kanzaki expressed their thoughts on how you should end up with Nagisa, while Kataoka and Yada pointed out that Maehara would benefit with having a nice girlfriend.

As the exchange happened, Rio frowned at the different opinions that were being said. She intended for everyone to just agree with her since she thought Sugino was the best choice, but she didn’t expect her friends thinking differently. In her eyes, Sugino was the boyfriend for you and teasing material for Rio, and Rio stood up to exclaim her own thoughts, when all of a sudden, Yuzuki began to chuckle at the mini-fight.

“You guys are thinking about this wrong,” Yuzuki said, hand under her chin as she striked a thoughtful pose. Gathering the girl’s attention, she then smirked before saying, “While all of those guys would be great for (Y/N)-chan, there’s only one who currently likes her the most. Judging by the way he’s always looking at her, and how he’s always making sure to greet her every morning, it can only be him.” Then she made a show of whipping her hand out, like she was fluttering an imaginary cape, before stating, “The perfect man for (Y/N)-chan is,” Pause for dramatic effect as everyone inclined to listen, “SUGINO-KUN!” And when she extravagantly pointed to the baseball lover, an outburst of disagreement started from the girls except for Rio. She had excitedly grinned as she gave Yuzuki a high-five.

“So what if he does all that? Maehara does the same and he’s going to end up with her!” shouted Yada and Kataoka, rising up to their feet. Hinano and Kayano joined in a heartbeat later with their support for Karma, and Hinata jumped in to the fray with Hayami giving out her powerful inputs every now and then for Isogai. Manami and Kanzaki remained sitting, voices soft as they countered back for Nagisa, but their emotions were clearly expressed on their features. Everyone was determined as they debated. It seemed like your friends had thought about whom you should end up with.

As this went on in the girls’ table, the males curiously looked up at the ruckus they were making. As they pondered over what the hell the girls were going on about, Isogai asked out loud, “Is anyone up to asking them what’s wrong?” A moment of silence settled over the men before they simultaneously called out no. Isogai sighed at the response before resuming his talk with Maehara. Although he had asked, he didn’t quite have the intention of including himself in what could potentially kill him. So the pleasant and chill atmosphere that had wrapped around the boys prior to the question came back again.

“Okay! We all clearly have different ideas!” Rio shouted, stepping up on the table to stop the verbal fight. When the cries died down, Rio set her eyes in determination and said, “I wanted to use this day to get Sugino-kun and (Y/N)-chan together, but let’s do this instead. We’ll have (Y/N)-chan spend one hour with the guy that we support! By the end of the day, whichever guy she had the most fun with will be the guy she dates. Agreed?”

At the proposal, a spark of challenge burned in the girls’ eyes and they all nodded in sync. In their fired up hearts, they thought that this was the best way to settle the debate that took hold of them. With that, they exchanged a competitive smirk before separating into their determined teams, a burning aura around them.

Hara and Kirara, who had refrained from speaking during the fight, just let out a sigh. Hara came because she expected a food outing with everyone, while Kirara didn’t even want to be present. That said the girls gave each other an empathetic look before getting up together to wander around, making sure to stay away from the competition the others have made.

 ~*~*~*~

 “Mom, Dad, I’m leaving!” You shouted as you hurriedly took off your apron. You then slung your bag over your shoulder before quirking an eyebrow up at the lack of response from your parents. Turning in an agitated manner, you gave your co-worker and friend a questioning look. “Where are my mom and dad?” You asked as you waited mildly impatient for the other to finish ringing up a bag of cookies.

“They’re in the back getting more supplies. They said come back before six so you have enough time.” The other curtly replied and you frowned when he gave you a blank look. He then smiled politely at the customer next in line and your frown deepened. You eyes the way the tan male ignored you, his long tied up silver hair swaying behind him as he moved to satisfy the customer’s requests.

Huffing, you said, “Gin, why are you always so cold to me?” And Gin, with his cold purple eyes, merely gave you another blank stare before passing you a bag filled to the brim with cookies. Instantly smiling, you beamed up at your tall friend as you took the treats and put it carefully in your bag. “Never mind, I’ll be off then.” Then you waved over your shoulders, politely greeted the customers in line, and then dashed straight into the crowd.

It was a Sunday. The sun was already high in the sky, beaming its menacing rays at everyone who dared to go outside. And that included you, the daughter of a well-known pastry chef and restaurateur. You were just recently helping both your parents manage their famous joint shops, the one you’ve been missing school for the past few days to help set up. It’s centered in the most-anticipated Sweet Street, which ended up being a whole area dedicated to food.

You were incredibly ecstatic when you first found out that your parents set up shop at a whole street dedicated to your one and only food, but you were quite agitated later on. It’s mainly because you made plans with your friends to meet up at the center square the day the street opened up. However, you’re unable to actually do so until now, when you’re a whole hour and a half late.

Grimacing at the thought of how incredibly tardy you were, you sped up your walk to a run as you weaved between teens, food enthusiasts, and families who were already enjoying themselves in this massive food court. You mentally referred to the somewhat memorized map of the place and tried to make your way to the meet up area, which was a giant fountain. It wasn’t that hard since you knew the way to get there, but the amount of people blocking and crisscrossing in your path was a nuisance. Groaning, you just sucked it up and hurried.

In addition to being so late, you had to be back at the shop in six or so hours. The reason being was that you had invited your friends over so they can taste your cooking. That way they can unwind before testing next week. However, in order for you to let your friends taste your food, you had to be back early to cook the food by yourself. Which means you can’t walk around and try everything.

You promptly teared up at the idea of not eating all that is to be offered, before you skid into a halt. You didn’t notice, due to your internal dilemma, but you had already made it to the square. Quickly, you searched for your friends and found to your sweet relief that they were waiting at the fountain. That said, you swiftly ran up to them with an apologetic and yet warm smile on your face.

“Hey! Sorry that I’m late.” You apologized instantly, “I had to help out at the shop first so you guys can come in later. I hope that you all don’t mind, but-.” Then your voice trailed off the moment your female friends turned to you. Morphing your apologetic expression into confusion, you eyed the way they were burning a fiery gaze at you. Tensing at the sight, you said, “I am so sorry. I didn’t think that you guys would be that angry.”

“Angry?” Kataoka said with a suspicious grin and you take a moment to step back. Yada quickly blocked your backing by laying her hand on your shoulder. Somehow, you felt like prey and you gulped when they laughed sweetly. “No, (Y/N)-chan we’re not angry. In fact, we’re pretty happy that you’re here.” The moment the words left her lips, you were pushed forward by Yada. Stumbling, you were only able to catch yourself when your fingers ghosted over an arm. You instantly wrapped your hands around it, and breathed a sigh of relief upon straightening up.

What was Yada thinking? You turned around to pout at your friend, when all of a sudden she was gone from your line of sight. Whirling around, you noticed that everyone else was gone too. Except for whomever you had a hold on. Drifting your gaze up, you find to your surprise, that Maehara was the only one with you. He grinned down at you and your phone rang at that moment.

“Have fun, (Y/N)-chan! We’ll talk to you later in an hour!” Yada’s voice came humming through the speaker when you answered it, before it curtly cut off then. A long drone was the only thing you can hear. Sighing, you let go of Maehara to pout. You honestly thought that you would be doing this with your friends. Turns out, you were going to have to tour this place with Maehara. Don’t get it wrong, you were happy to have your brunette friend. But you just thought it would be more fun with the others.

Turning slightly sad eyes to Maehara, you said, “Why’d everyone ditched us?” The sadness you were experiencing was enough to make Maehara’s grin falter. For some reason, seeing your dejected look made him dejected as well. It’s not like you, and he didn’t like seeing you… well, not you. So he did the first thing he thought would get you out of your glum. He poked you.

“I don’t know why, but what I do know is that I get to have a date with an awesome girl.” He winked and you rolled your eyes playfully at his successful attempt to cheer you up. Putting on your signature smile, you poked him back before gesturing forward. Taking the hint, the two of you walked aimlessly side-by-side since there’s nothing else to do. “Seeing as how you didn’t react to my earlier statement, you cool with this being a date?” Maehara suddenly asked, hands behind his head, and you nodded.

“Yeah, I’m fine with it. A date is just a date anyways. Besides, that would mean that you’ll have to pay for my food.” And the sudden sly smile you had on made Maehara laugh. Of course, you weren’t bothered with dates. To you, they were just another outing. Despite the fact that you would go incredibly giddy when others go on dates, you didn’t think much of it.

“Alright, I’ll pay for the food. But because of that, you’re now getting the full experience of a date.” Then Maehara did his flirtatious smile as he said coolly, “You look very pretty today, (Y/N)-chan.”

At his words, you looked down at your clothing with a pondering look. What you were wearing, was honestly simple. You figured you’ll be walking a lot so you wore shorts for mobility, converse to run in, and your top consisted of a plain white v-neck with a vest to top it off. You weren’t really going for style, and had opted for light clothing, basically nothing that could be labeled pretty. So you replied to him slowly, “Thanks, but I feel like that’s a hollow statement.”

“I’m being serious,” Maehara insisted before swinging an arm around your shoulders. You minutely tilted your head to the side at his words.

“I find that hard to believe,” You mumbled out and he tossed you a wondering gaze. Giving out an apologetic smile, you told him, “I heard that you’re quite the playboy. Getting caught cheating five times, and flirting with everybody. You’re a womanizer, Maehara. Its instinct for you to give compliments mindlessly.” And upon your words, Maehara’s hands tensed. You weren’t aware of it but your words actually stung him.

He knew that he was a playboy. Maehara went around saying sweet nothings to girls everywhere and he wasn’t the least bit bothered when others caught him cheating. But somehow when you announced it to him, he felt extremely guilty and shameful. It’s like he doesn’t want you to associate him as a playboy even if he was one. Maehara wanted you to connect him to a genuine person who can be honest about things like compliments. He doesn’t understand why you of all people managed to make him this guilty, but you do. So that said, Maehara brought his hand down from your shoulder to your waist.

You pause in your walk to eye the hand around your torso before looking up at the brunette. He was blankly looking forward, obviously in deep thought, and you curiously waved a hand in front of his face. “Hey, Maehara, are you okay? You’re like really out of it?” You said when you suddenly got pulled closer to him. You blinked in surprise from the action.

“(Y/N)-chan,” Maehara began and you turned stunned orbs to him as he said, “You really do look pretty today… You’re wearing something simple, but it really just brings out the natural beauty you have.” And for some odd reason, you felt like he’s telling the truth.

You can only deduce this because he doesn’t have that coquettish grin, but rather a soft smile was on his face. Looking at the clear as day sincerity in his features, you found yourself surprised at the honesty. That said your cheeks lightly turned red at the compliment. From what you recall, no one has ever told you outright that you were pretty. “Thanks for the honest compliment.” You find yourself mumbling before smiling when you said, “Maybe you’re not as much of a playboy as I thought you were.”

Then Maehara laughed, pleased that your outlook of him changed, before saying, “I’m glad that you think so. But umm, don’t take this as a playboy action or a pick-up thing, but do you mind just staying in my arms for a while?” At his words, you raised an eyebrow, but nonetheless nodded since you trust his words. However, you did ask him why to which Maehara said, “Too many guys are looking at you and I don’t like the way they’re looking.”

At that you subtly flickered your eyes to observe your surroundings, and found his words to be true. There were these high schoolers who were gazing at you in a rather disgusting way. Finding a shiver wrack your spine, you unconsciously leaned closer to Maehara. “Yeah, you don’t need to ask twice.” And although Maehara chuckled at your words, his grip around your waist tightened to a protective hold. “So bodyguard, what do you want to do today?”

Maehara hummed in thought as he casually steered you away from the high schoolers, before saying, “It’s already noon and I have a feeling that you’re hungry. But how about we check out the waterworks? They’re supposed to be putting up a water show about now.” He suggested and you beamed up at him, even though you were denied food, as he guided you to the destination, arm still around you gently.

Minutes into your comfortable and light walk filled with a lot of laughter and chatter, Maehara suddenly tensed. You were in the middle of recounting a baking accident this morning, when you noticed his action. Looking up with worried eyes, you followed his line of sight which steely stared at only one person. Somehow, you recognized this girl amongst her friends. This girl in particular, hung around Seo Tomoya who was honestly a pain to you.

You can distinctly remember the way they interacted with each other, and you noted how it was incredibly intimate, practically romantic. And you knew that she and Seo were dating. Drifting your eyes back to Maehara you noticed the way he’s just blankly staring at her, as if he can no longer feel anything for her and you quickly nudged his side.

“Hey, you okay?” You asked quietly and Maehara snapped out of his stupor to give you an awkward chuckle. He then continued forward, not hearing your question, as his smile to you became forced. Frowning, you then said, “What’s bothering you? You can talk to me about anything, you know.”

And Maehara felt that was true. He wanted to tell you everything, kind of rely on you a little bit. But he didn’t particularly want to bring up that girl. However, when he saw the pouting look you were showering him with, Maehara reluctantly spilled the story. “She’s Kaho Tsuchiya, my ex-girlfriend.” Then he regaled the story of how she was dating him as a side boyfriend when Seo was busy. Maehara explained how Kaho dumped him right when she got caught by the current boyfriend, but he refrained from saying how he was beaten up. From past experiences, he didn’t want you to fret over him, thus he said nothing about the end.

When he finished, you were quiet. You instantly hated this Kaho girl and you wanted to march right up to her and shout at her for the cheating she committed. However, you inhaled calmly and decided that it’ll be better to just comfort him. Taking hold of the hand on your hip, you gently pulled Maehara forward. The male just blinked at you, confused, before the two of you stopped in front of your destination.

Jointed fountains sprayed water in the air, forming rainbows over the people eagerly throwing coins for a wish. Seven aeration jets sent a large eruption of foamy white water high in the sky, before it transitioned into beautiful arcs like a wave. The sight was beautiful, honestly one of the prettiest you’ve ever seen. But you barely paid attention to it.

Ignoring the sight for now, you turned to Maehara and held his hand tenderly. Quietly, you said, “I’m sorry for asking. And while I would go ahead and tell you that you shouldn’t focus on that girl, I’m going to cut right ahead to the end. She doesn’t deserve you. You’re worthy of having a girl that’s ten times better than her.” That said you opened your bag with your other hand before taking out a coin. Displaying it for only a fraction of a second, you then flicked it high in the air.

A small splash in the fountain notified you that it neatly landed in the water and you softly smiled up at Maehara. “I wish that you would find the perfect girl for you.” Then you cautiously wrapped your arms around him in a comforting manner.

Maehara, who was stunned by your actions, suddenly felt the world slowing down around him. His head was spinning and he felt a bit light-headed. Maehara’s heart was beating faster than he knew was normal and for a moment he wondered if he’s sick. But when you laid your head on his chest, his cheeks flooded with pink and he’s suddenly positive that he’s sick.

It’s the only reason. He never felt this way before so Maehara thought he’s coming down with something bad. This was the first time he’s experiencing this and he should be worried, but for some reason he doesn’t think it’s a bad thing, because through the whole sick-like symptoms, he’s feeling euphoric. Sickly and yet energized, and the guy can’t put his finger on it. 

A soft smile was on your face and his mind was completely frayed at that beautiful look you’re showing. You’re telling Maehara something, but the guy can’t comprehend it because he can only focus on your pretty smile before you turned away.

“(Y/N),” Maehara said and you hummed after gazing in awe at the display of showers, the rhythmic pumping of jets, as the fountain did its best to entertain the sightseers. “Why do I want to open up to you?” The words came out unintentionally, and Maehara felt astounded at the way they slipped out so easily. He didn’t mean to say something like that, but he felt himself unwinding around you. He can’t figure out why, but it was easier to feel relaxed with you... it felt easier to say what he wanted to say... and it’s a mystery to the brunette, but he accepted it.

“Hmm, what did you say Maehar- OMG LOOK AT THAT! THE WATER IS SO HIGH!” You became distracted by the streams of jets shooting straight up, a wall of water suddenly becoming erect in front of you, and you gaped at the sheer power yet beauty.

Maehara quirked a small smile at the sight of your childish behavior, finding it highly adorable. Grinning, he slid his eyes off of you and towards the sight of fountain. Moving his arms so that it slung comfortably on your shoulder, Maehara quietly said, “It’s nothing,” before pulling you closer to his side.  You never noticed the action as your eyes gleamed with excitement while Maehara’s shined with hidden adoration for you.

 ~*~*~*~

 “Don’t you think a dessert would be nice right now,” You suddenly commented as you swung your intertwined hands between you. Sugino could only nod as his face turned beet red at the skin contact. He couldn’t believe that you were holding his hand. Sugino can feel the heat emanating from you, how soft your hand was, and how completely real it was in his. And the touch was honestly sending him on cloud nine. Honestly, he could just run into a wall and the only thing he would feel were these fluttering emotions in his heart.

Bam

When Sugino had thought that in his head, he wasn’t actually being legit. Stumbling back, he held his forehead due to the sudden ache as his eyes narrowed at the pole he ran into. Annoyance formed in his heart, before it quickly shifted to embarrassment upon hearing your tinkling laughter. He moved to cover his blushing face, but found that your hands were still together, and his embarrassment turned into a mess as his emotions cluttered in him all over again. Never mind, he was being legit when he said he would still feel those emotions in his heart.

“Are you okay?” You asked him through light giggles and Sugino stuttered out an, I’m fine. You brightly beamed at him as you said, “I’m so sorry for laughing by the way. It was just so funny because you were so out of it that you didn’t even hear me warn you.” At your words, the baseball lover mentally chided himself for being so dazed. “Anyways, just stick close to me so you won’t hit anymore poles.” Then you gave him a wink before aimlessly going forward, unconscious of how much Sugino’s heart was pounding.

Fifty minutes have passed since you and Maehara were watching the water show (you were watching, Maehara was watching you with a stupid grin on his face), and you’re currently touring the area with Sugino. You can’t quite remember what happened, but one minute you were enjoying the sight while holding Maehara’s hand, and the next you were facing a nervous Sugino. Rio and Yuzuki then called you on your phone and told you that they needed Maehara for something, so they left Sugino with you as company.

You didn’t think much of what transpired you were just happy that you weren’t alone. That said you happily beamed at nothing as you looked for something to eat. You were pretty hungry since you didn’t have lunch.

While looking for something that would interest you, a brightly colored neon yellow sign got your attention. Stopping to check it out, your eyes lit up in glee at the words pudding largely printed on it with an arrow below pointing in a direction. Tightening your grip on Sugino’s hand, you said excitedly, “Sugino let’s have pudding!” Then you swiftly ran in the direction of the arrow, which lead to another poster, and then another, until you were looking at a brightly colored banner claiming that you reached your destination.

Cheering, you didn’t hesitate to pull the winded baseball lover inside the shop, which the banner was obviously pointing at. It was full, the whole place was incredibly packed and it didn’t lower your happiness, since to you it meant that the pudding was great. That said you hurriedly lined up behind a couple, eager to get your pudding. With eyes roaming the menu hanging above your heads, you asked Sugino, “So what would you like to get?”

His eyes flickered to the board in thought, after catching his breath from the unexpected running, before he said rather quietly, “Chocolate pudding.”

At his words, you brightly beamed at him, “I was thinking of the same thing.” Then the couple in front of you left and you strode up to the counter. “Two chocolate puddings, please,” The cashier nodded at your order before pausing. She glanced, discreetly, to the side and quirked an eyebrow up. Two girls, who you knew very well, enthusiastically waved their hands above their head and the cashier immediately started beaming.

Before the two of you came in the shop, Rio and Yuzuki had entered with a bunch of quickly made posters. They had asked the cashier and the manager of the place if they were fine if they put them up. Of course, the two were wary on why these junior high schoolers were asking of such a thing, but upon hearing that it was in an attempt to get you and Sugino together, they immediately agreed. It was mainly because the manger and the cashier were romantics. So with that the cashier has been keeping an eye out for you and Sugino, ready to launch you guys into a plan that Rio and Yuzuki made.

Keeping her excitement, the cashier said, “Excuse me, instead of two chocolate puddings how about one? We have an offer for couples to get one large pudding and it costs less than what two separate ones would. What do you say?” She offered and she grinned at the bright eyes you had upon hearing it.

“One pudding?” Sugino gaped in disbelief and his heart raced at the thought of you sharing with him. Then, as if he was suddenly hit by it, Sugino staggered back when he thought of something. Sharing one food meant… Indirect Kiss?! His internal dilemma went by unnoticed by you as you happily agreed to the cashier’s words. In return, the lady grinned at the sight of Sugino being a sudden stuttering mess.

“Alright then, one couple’s chocolate pudding coming up,” She then explained what the total was and you nodded in thought. You reached for a hand to your bag when Sugino took that time to break out of his stupor. Quickly acting, he whipped out his other hand, keeping your hands still together, and then pulled out his wallet. Although he was still freaking out over the sharing bit, he was still conscious enough to act like a gentleman.

That said, before you could protest, Sugino had pulled out enough money to cover up the expenses. The lady internally cheered for the brave actions of the baseball lover before excusing herself to get the dessert. While she was gone, you turned to Sugino with a mild pout, “I could’ve paid for it you know. It wouldn’t have been a problem.”

Then Sugino managed to give you a smile, as he said abashedly, “I have to do this for you. Otherwise, what kind of a guy am I?”

Without missing a beat, you said, “You would still be the guy I know and love, Sugino.” Then you tore your gaze away from him as the cashier came back with the large pudding and one plastic spoon. Clapping your hands, you broke away from Sugino to retrieve the dessert as the baseball lover stood rigid upon your words. You would still be the guy I know and love… Still be the guy… I love.

His face exploded in red and he found his heart beat pumping faster and faster, as you searched for a table to sit at. Like it was mentioned before, the place was packed, but fortunately there was one table in the corner that was completely free. Eagerly directing Sugino to it, you sat down and waited for Sugino to do the same. However, he hesitated.

The table you chose was specifically made to get two people to interact with each other. It was small, which meant that your knees would constantly be brushing together and that you would be so close, even closer since the two of you were sharing. Immediately, Sugino got flustered as you pulled him down to the seat across from you, since he wasn’t moving at all.

“Sugino, you’ve been pretty stiff lately.” You commented as you delicately held a plastic spoon between your fingers, and you glanced up at him, oblivious of the blush on his cheeks. “Just let lose, have fun. It’s a day where we can just eat and laugh.” Then you smiled as you spooned some pudding on the utensil, “Here, try some it’ll help you unwind.” And Sugino’s heart hammered even more when you hovered the spoon next to his lips.

In the corner, a little ways away from the two of you, Rio and Yuzuki were clasping their hands together in anticipation. The manager of the shop, who was the one who purposefully left that seat open just for the two of you, joined the girls as she held in a baited breath. The cashier lady couldn’t focus on you two since she had a customer to tend to, but her eyes continuously darted over to check on you both. All four of them had one thought in their minds. Eat the pudding Sugino!

Sugino was still feeling his emotions skyrocket and was seriously debating on whether or not to eat the dessert. However, he made up his mind the moment you brightly smiled at him. He just couldn’t deny you. That said he hesitantly leaned forward before opening his mouth to eat the dessert. His eyes were tightly closed shut as he does so and he soon tasted rich chocolate.

You giggled at the rather adorable action your friend made, before asking him, “Was it good?” And when Sugino nodded, you didn’t hesitate to spoon out some pudding and taking a bite with the same spoon. Your eyes widened and you found yourself melting at the taste, “Oh my god, this is heaven!” And you quickly took two more bites before holding more out for Sugino.

The male couldn’t take another bite because he practically fainted at the spot.

“Eh? Sugino? Are you okay?” You carefully dropped the spoon as your eyes dilated to worry, “Sugino? Hey, Sugino come one speak to me. Sugino!” Rio and Yuzuki gave each other high fives as they squealed next to the manager of the shop, who was gushing along with them. The cashier can only hold in her delighted squeals at the sight, before focusing on the next customers. The manager and cashier didn’t know who the two of you were, but they were completely rooting for your relationship.

“Someone, I need some help, my friend fainted!”

 ~*~*~*~

 “And that’s when Rio and Yuzuki came in to take him away. They said something about success and then they were gone… So then Manami and Kanzaki came up to me and took me away. And now here I am,” You chuckled before stopping completely to gaze worriedly at the pavement. Nagisa paused in eating his ice-cream to furrow his brows. You weren’t happy, and you weren’t smiling, that immediately made Nagisa have this urge to cheer you up.

That said he instinctively held your hand in a comforting manner, “He’ll be fine. Sugino isn’t the kind who’ll fall that easily. You’ll see him up and healthy in no time.” And you smile weakly at him before straightening up. He’s right, you’re friend was a strong guy. Sugino will be alright. Reassured, you softly smiled at Nagisa before laughing.

Nagisa tilted his head at the sudden burst of laughter, and you answered his silent question by gesturing to his clothes, “Nagisa, we’re wearing couple outfits.” You then let out another wave of giggles as said male blushed in an abashed manner.

Like you said, the two of you were practically wearing couple outfits. Nagisa was wearing jeans the same color as your shorts, and his shirt was definitely a v-neck. He had his hands resting against a similar colored vest, and if you glanced at his shoes, you would notice that Nagisa was wearing the same converse as you. The two of your outfits matched together so well, that you suddenly had a bright idea.

Beaming innocently, you said, “Let’s go around and get couple discounts!”

Nagisa was taken aback at your comment while his heart unconsciously sped up at the innocent statement you made. He raised his hands to calm down your suddenly mischievous manner before saying, “Wouldn’t that be cheating though? You’re going to trick these people so you would pay less.”

Then you grinned slyly as you said, “What if it’s not a trick?” Then he threw you a confused manner before you clarified with, “Nagisa, let’s be a couple for today.” Your bluenette friend immediately grew flustered at your statement, and he waved his hands in front of him actively. You gave him an impish grin, “It’s only going to be today. Come on. Let’s have some fun while we’re at it!”

Nagisa shook his head and said, “No, (Y/N)-chan. We’re not going to trick these hardworking people.” Then you ultimately sighed, having already understood what his answer would be. But hey, you thought it might be worth a shot. So you then linked your arms together, like you usually do, before absentmindedly walking forward, but a smile was on your face at the small and playful banter you just had.

Your bluenette friend eyed the way you were walking in high spirits, and inaudibly sighed in relief. He liked seeing you happy. It always warmed his heart knowing that you’ll remain positive and joyful. It’s like you’re wrapping him in a protective hug with every soft smile you make, and your laugh was a comfort to him. To Nagisa, you were like his beacon of happiness and he would be seriously cheerless when your bright light flickered off. That said he was so glad that you were smiling again.

“Hmm, so what do you want to today?” You asked out of the blue and Nagisa blinked at the ice cream he was still holding. The two of you already ate, at least Nagisa knew you did from the story you told him a minute ago. Thus, you both weren’t up for another food outing, and the two of you weren’t particularly geared to do anything else. So with nothing to do, Nagisa settled for small talk.

Directing you to a bench under the shade of a tree, Nagisa said, “(Y/N)-chan, if you don’t mind me asking, why were you so late this morning?” The two of you then quietly sat together in the park the food center had.

“You know that my parents have a store here, right? Well, I had to help them out since they didn’t expect the large influx of customers. They had to call in the others before I could go. Sorry about that, I know that you guys were all waiting for me.” You mumbled sheepishly and Nagisa smiled understandingly.

“It’s fine. You were needed there; there was nothing you can do.” He said reassuringly and you beamed at him. Like with the rest of your past, Nagisa was quite aware of how you were the daughter of a famous restaurateur and pastry chef long before your classmates did. He knew the responsibilities you had and that those were the reasons you’ve been missing out on school last week. And he was completely understanding with that knowledge.

“Yeah… Oh Gin gave me some cookies by the way,” You noted before taking out the bag of treats. “I almost forgot about it. Here, we can share it.” Then you opened up the bag and an aroma of vanilla wrapped around you. You smiled at the scent before reaching in and taking one to offer it to Nagisa. The male gratefully accepted, heart unknowingly skipping a beat when your fingers brushed his, before nibbling on it quietly. “Gin’s really good at baking.” You praised and Nagisa laughed as he silently agreed.

“How is he by the way? I haven’t heard from him in forever.” And at his words you launched to telling stories about the rather stoic male as a fond smile spread on your lips. Nagisa didn’t mind that you guys had nothing planned to do or that you were just talking. He was quite content just listening to you and your day. It’s something that he kind of started looking forward to after the assembly. It’s mainly because your eyes always lit up when you talk about the happy moments. It just made him incredibly happy to see you smile.

And as you conversed under the shade, Kanzaki and Manami happily beamed behind the trunk of a tree. They were quietly watching you both, not at all wanting to interfere. To the two of them, they were quite happy with the way you two were progressing. They were both quiet people, so this kind of interaction was perfectly romantic for them. Smiling, they just shuffled off to the side wanting to give you both space.

“So yeah, he’s pretty good. Besides the whole not talking thing, he’s still the same as ever.” Then a laugh bubbled out as you say, “I still can’t believe that he’s only four years older than us. Sooner or later, he’s going to graduate from high school and then be a world-famous chef.” And your features smoothed into a fond smile before you faced Nagisa excitedly. “Hey do you remember when we would force him to smile for us?”

Nagisa quickly caught on the memory as he chuckled, “Yeah, and he would pout at us before sitting in the corner. He was more of a kid than we were.” You giggled, completely agreeing with him.

“And then the times when he would glare at us because we wouldn’t stop laughing.”

“We had to give him apology cookies so that he would stop.”

“I remember that! My mom would wonder what we’re doing in the kitchen.”

“She was so angry at the mess.”The two of you shared a reminiscing laugh while you tried to calm down. Your stomach was aching and you can’t stop the tears of mirth from coming. These were all good memories, something that you deeply treasured, and you honestly loved how you and Nagisa can share this.

A sudden memory came on your mind and you breathed though the laughter to say, “Oh and the time when you cross-.” You stopped. As if someone had flicked a switch, the smile you had on your face, your melodious laughter, it all stopped. Horror was splayed on your face, and you quickly clamped a hand over your mouth. You can’t believe you were about to say it.

Nagisa’s laughter soon died down a minute after yours did, and he blinked curiously at the sight of you. “(Y/N)-chan, are you okay?” The worry in his eyes had you beating yourself up. Bobbing your head, you told him yes. But he wasn’t convinced. “You can tell me. We’re best friends.”

That’s why I can’t tell you. Because we’re best friends, I know that what I was about to say would have been painful. “Sorry,” You just quietly mumbled and your gaze drifted to his hair. Instantly, Nagisa knew what you were about to say. Changing the concern in his eyes, he slowly settled back on the bench, the forgotten ice cream beginning to drip beside him. You observed the way he remained quiet and guilt blossomed in your heart. “I’m sorry, Nagisa. I didn’t mean to. I just remembered it and then-.”

“It’s alright.” Nagisa said quietly. He shifted his azure eyes to yours and briefly smiled. “You remembered it because it was a good time, right?” And you froze when he got it right. “In some way, it kind of was. Before my mom really became strict about… the girl stuff, it was pretty fun. You would come by and then we would all play dress up. My mom was happy, you were happy, and dad would be too. It was a good memory.”

A good memory, maybe, but it ultimately led to a bad one. Frustrated at your ignorance, you balled your hand before casting your eyes at your lap. You vowed to protect your loved ones, but here you were giving Nagisa pain. “Can we not speak of this,” You whispered, feeling the guilt that you ruined this peaceful outing with Nagisa.

Your friend just smiled softly before grabbing your hand, “It’s alright if you bring up this topic around me. I’ll be fine; you were there to help me anyways, so I really have no grudge against this.” Then you shifted shocked eyes at him. He was just beaming gently down at you, grateful emotions in his eyes and you teared up a bit. “Even after all the stuff my mom did, even when… my dad left. You were always there trying to make it a little bit better. So it’s fine if you mention it, because every memory I have with you is a good memory.”

With that, tears clouded your vision and you silently laid your head on his shoulder. The rest of your time with Nagisa ended up silent, but comfortable. While the two of you won’t say anything out loud, you were both reminiscing memories together.

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Shelter Chapter 5

Reactions with an Action ~Assembly Time~

Upon walking in the classroom, you immediately slipped into your two-step morning routine. Your first step was something extremely easy to you, and that was to smile warmly at everyone. Easily accomplishing that with a beam, you moved on to the next which was to greet your fellow classmates. That said you took in a deep breath and then delightedly cheered, “Good morning everybody!” to everyone in the vicinity. Now, after you say that, the usual response your classmates would have made would be a similarly enthusiastic hello, or a kind wave, or even just a simple nod. And while you received all three of those, concluding your morning routine, an unexpected fourth one was suddenly introduced to you.

“(Y/N)-CHAN, YOU’RE HERE TODAY!” You jumped at the sudden screams from three of your friends, Kayano, Rio and Hinano, that you nearly dropped your bag, nearly, however, because you were also clutching at it for dear life. Taking a moment, you gingerly placed a hand on your chest to calm your startled heart before smiling at them uncertainly, surprised in the change of your morning.

“Yeah, I’m here. What’s up? Did something happen yesterday while I was gone?” You asked with concern in your voice, due to their exuberant greetings, and you eyed the mixed looks that were being thrown at you. Worry, excitement, and then immense relief, that you had to raise a brow at their expressions. “Seriously what happened?”

The three girls then exchanged a glance, a mental conversation, before nodding in sync. “(Y/N)-chan, our mid-terms are coming up,” Hinano suddenly said and you directed your attention to her as she bounced on her feet “I was hoping to ask you if you could tutor me in math, since you’re really good at it. Korosensei is already helping me out during breaks, but I’ll feel a lot more prepared for the exams if you tutor me.” She ended before expectantly pleading at you.

You didn’t hesitate to nod with a warm smile, “Yeah, sure. I’ll be glad to do it. We can do it after school today.” Then Hinano gave you a bright smile, befitting of her exuberant personality, before leaving when she caught Okajima with some pornos in his grasp.

“(Y/N)-chan, over here,” Rio waved to get your attention, and you turned to her just as Hinano scolded the pervert. “So I wanted to tell you that there’s going to be a whole block dedicated to sweets opening up soon!” Your eyes were suddenly alight with excitement as you jumped in spot, feeling extremely giddy now.

“I know! My family is involved in it, you know? It’s kind of why I had to miss class yesterday.” You admitted and Rio gave you the most awestruck look. Laughing, you said, “It looks like it’s going to be really great! There are so many renowned shops setting up!”

“Really?! Well, half the class and I are planning on checking it out before mid-term comes. Do you wanna come with?” Of course, you nodded. “Great, I’ll text you the details later!” Then she left, an oddly suspicious grin on her face, but you didn’t think too much about it since you were looking forward to the conclusion of the sweet street.

“(Y/N)-chan…” Kayano mumbled and you broke out of your reverie to glance at her. Kayano was the one that supported the most worried face out of the three of them, and you quickly got into your protective and fussy mode.

“What’s wrong? Tell me everything.” You said in a concerned fashion as you held her gaze warmly.

Kayano sneaked a glance to the right before saying, “I saw you talking to Terasaka and his gang two days ago. Then when you didn’t come to school yesterday, I got worried that they did something.” Kayano had mumbled out and you reassuringly smiled at her, your concern dissipating to a bubbly laugh.

“Kayano thanks for worrying, but there’s no need. They’re my new friends now.” You said with a smile and the worry she had on her face lessened to relief before shifting drastically into incredulity.

“What! You are?! But you don’t like them! Not after what they did to Nagisa!” She had shouted, throwing her hands in the air actively as she did, and you softly held her wrists. Kayano immediately froze and then gave you a questioning look as you lowered her hands.

“Kayano, I realized that I took it too far with them. I threw the first punch because I thought they were looking to hurt Nagisa, but in reality they were only lost on what they had to do. I just didn’t understand that they didn’t understand. Do you follow me?” You asked her. Kayano slowly shook her head, paused, and then hesitantly nodded.

“So does this mean you won’t… hurt… others anymore?” She had asked uncertainly, not sure on how to phrase her question and you glanced to the side in hesitation. You had mulled this over when you had the free time yesterday. The idea of being semi-nice or less violent to those who threaten your friends was hard to come to terms with. And honestly, it’s still gripping you with indecision. Did you truly want to stop hurting those who intentionally hurt the people you love?

Biting your lip, you answered Kayano with, “I don’t know actually. It’s all confusing for me. Just know that I’m going to be protecting you guys. I won’t let anything hurt you. I promise.”

Kayano took in the way you carefully articulated that sentence. It must’ve been hard for you to state something like that. Humming, Kayano then decided to ask you, “So then I guess you are friends with them?” She gestured to the group of four in the corner of the classroom and you pleasantly nodded.

“I suppose I am,” Then you raised your voice and said, “Terasaka, Yoshida, Muramatsu, and Kirara, good morning to you all.” They minutely tensed upon your greeting, wondering who outside their friend circle would even talk to them, but they relaxed a little when they found out it was you. Raising a hand to give a small wave, the group of four tried to give you a smile. Tried is the key word, for it actually looked like a grimace.

Smiling at their attempt, you just waved back at them, so glad that the three had accepted your apology. Thinking back on what happened two days ago, you reminisced the way Terasaka grumbled and tried his best to word his sentences so that it would seem indifferent. But you can feel the acceptance hidden under his frown and his scowls. Yoshida and Muramatsu accepted you hesitantly, but nonetheless became tolerant since they felt how apologetic you were this time.

While you patched up your relationship with those three, you managed to acquire a new friend too. Kirara and you became friends a moment later due to how much you balanced each other out. With your bright smiles and her rather moody ways, you ended up being able to carry a friendly conversation, somehow.

That said you’ve never been happier looking at those four. “Well let’s go Kayano. Besides what Rio and Hinano told me, you have to catch me up with what happened yesterday.” You cheerfully noted as you linked your arms with her and Kayano changed her mildly stupefied and confused expression to a friendly one.

“Well not much happened yesterday, but there was something interesting.” She hummed and you quirked an eyebrow up. She then directed you close to where Sugino’s desk was and showed you Nagisa and Sugino who were huddled next to Manami, your brilliant chemistry friend. “Okuda-san decided to poison Korosensei yesterday. You should’ve seen it. He sprouted horns and wings.”

“Really, she decided to do it when I wasn’t here.” You pouted then you turned to your science loving friend with an apologetic look. “Manami, I’m sorry I wasn’t here to see your attempt. I knew that you’ve been planning it for a long time now.” Yes, you knew. Since you were seatmates since the beginning of the school year, the two of you got the chance to talk and you bonded over science. While you weren’t as enthusiastic about it like her, the two of you could exchange a bunch of thoughts about the subject.

“(Y/N)-chan, it’s okay. I-It didn’t work out anyways. But you can see this assassination attempt. Korosensei helped me make this poison.” She said quietly as she held up the beaker in her hands. You blinked at her words, curiosity flooding in your system, and you stood stock still.

“Wait, Korosensei helped you make a poison that’s going to kill him?” You said slowly and she softly smiled yes. Immediately, you saw this situation with suspicion. Korosensei as a fantastic teacher, but he surely wouldn’t assist a student in making a deadly poison, right?

“He even drew a comic describing how to store poison correctly. He’s always ready to lend a hand.” Nagisa told you as he held up the paper, and you peered over his shoulder. You didn’t read all of it, but you did catch a glimpse of the words bat wings and rat snake fangs. You then darted your eyes over to the poison in Manami’s hands. Just what kind of concoction did Korosensei have her make?

“A poison that’ll kill him…What’s he thinking?” Sugino mumbled out your thoughts and Manami glanced at the poison in her hands with a smile.

“I’m guessing it’s his way of encouraging me. I think he wants me to hone my strengths, even if I’m not good with words!” The smile she had on erased your suspicions as you just felt extremely glad that your friend was feeling encouraged enough to carry her assassination out. That said, you decided to give her more support as you placed your hands on her shoulders.

“Manami, you can do this! If you feel determined about this, then you will nail this assassination attempt!” The moment the words left your lips, the doors to the classroom slid open and Korosensei slithered in. Giving your friend a cheering smile, you told her, “Good luck, Manami!”

“Go on, give it to him.” Kayano said as well and your introverted friend nodded before making her way to the front of the class. While she does that, you excused yourself to head back to your seat just as Korosensei drank the substance. After he gulped down every last drop, a sudden intimidating aura radiated off your teacher. His tentacles veined in the amount of new power surging through them and your eyes widened at the sight. Seriously, just what did Korosensei have Manami make. And your question was soon answered when Korosensei explained how the poison actually advanced his state of being.

“What do you mean?” You couldn’t see it, but you can hear the dismay in Manami’s voice as the events unfolded. Instead of replying, Korosensei showed her as a gust of wind blew in the classroom. You instinctively brought a hand up to block the air and upon bringing it down, you blanked.

There in the front of the classroom where your teacher should be, a blob of silver lay with a grin. You felt yourself sweat drop at the sight before tensing to shock when Korosensei darted around the classroom. “Um why are you in there?” Kataoka mumbled as Korosensei settled in her desk and then the next thing you knew, a flash of silver whizzed past your eyes.

“Go ahead! Try to kill me now!” He cackled and then a riot of surprise erupted from your classmates as Korosensei caused chaos. He was moving so fast that your eyes could barely keep up with him. You can feel his presence, but you can’t even see it!

“Y-you tricked me, Korosensei!” Manami stuttered.

Korosensei stopped his shenanigans and landed at a corner of the ceiling. Smiling down at your friend, he said, “Having the verbal aptitude to deceive others is a vital part of assassination, Okuda-san.” Then you instantly understood your teacher’s intentions. A small smile flitted to your lips as he told her, “Even the most potent of poisons is wasted if you offer it in such a naïve way that your target can take advantage of you.” Your teacher then dropped down to the floor before slithering his way back to his clothes. Korosensei then asked Nagisa how he would attempt to poison him.

“I’d probably mix it in a sweet drink you like and then offer it to you as a special drink I made.” Nagisa replied after thinking and your teacher agreed.

“To deceive someone, you must understand their feelings and tailor your words accordingly. Language is the key to an effective poisoning.” Then you saw the realization flash on Manami’s face and you lightly laughed at how your teacher was able to help her while teaching a lesson about assassination. “I’m sure that one day, your scientific talents will benefit many.” Korosensei said as he reverted back to normal. “You’ll need to explain things clearly to as many people as possible. So by developing your language skills to kill me, you can poison two birds with one vial.”

You then laughed out loud at the end as Karma chuckled beside you. “Looks like we got a lot to think about than assassination.” You nodded to his words as you saw Manami approach her seat. Before she sat down, you gave her a large smile.

“I believe in you Manami. One day, you’re going to help a lot of people and you’ll be able to proudly tell them, without a single stutter, how you were able to do it. I’m behind you 100%. You have my support.” Then Manami’s eyes shine with gratefulness and you can only softly smile back at her.

 ~*~*~*~

 “Karma, you’re not coming?” You asked your violent friend before he shook his head no. A frown tugged at your lips at him playing hooky and you immediately told him, “It’s not cool to stay behind and skip the assembly, you know.”

At your words, Karma scoffed, “I’d rather take the punishment than face them again.” Then your frown grew bigger and you took a moment to sit beside him. Karma took notice of your action and turned to face you, a witty comment ready to leave his lips, but then he froze when he observed how close you were.

Karma can abruptly see the way you’re gazing at him with worried eyes and he can feel your warm hand resting on top of his. He can suddenly remember the incident that occurred a few days ago, how you had looked in his eyes. All of a sudden, Karma had this urge to say beautiful to you. But he held back when you grabbed his hand.

“Karma, I’d rather you go to the assembly. I don’t want you to skip and endure a punishment. If those guys are going to bother you, rest assured that I’ll take care of them.” You whispered and you tightened your hold on his hand. “Don’t get in trouble when you can avoid it.”

Karma laughed through the butterflies in his stomach and said, “Don’t get in trouble? (Y/N)-chan I attract trouble. I can’t avoid it.” And he wasn’t aware of how he flipped his hand so that your palms were touching.

The action was so subtle, that you didn’t even notice it too as you countered with, “Then if you can’t avoid it, I’m going to join you in it.” Then you pulled your hand away to cross your arms and Karma painfully noticed the lack of warmth. He doesn’t get it. He doesn’t understand why he’s suddenly feeling or looking at you in a new way after you jumped for him. Karma doesn’t comprehend why he’s been sneaking glances at you when you weren’t looking, or feeling butterflies when you laugh at him. Even now he’s confused on why his heart was suddenly pounding at your determination.

Or why he’s always thinking beautiful or gorgeous when he’s talking to you. He doesn’t get it, but he doesn’t mind it either. This feeling he has when you’re with him is so amazing, that he doesn’t even question it. He just accepts it.

And against this amazing feeling he’s experiencing, he said, “Go to the assembly. Someone needs to keep those people in check.” Then when he noticed the way you opened your mouth to retort, Karma leaned in close to your ear and said, “Just go. I’m going to keep bothering you unless you do so.” And then he blew hot breath against the shell of your ear. Since you were awake and actually aware, unlike the time with Maehara, you jumped up from your spot with a flustered expression, and Karma laughed out loud.

You lightly glared at him before your lips quirked into a small smile. “Alright, I’ll go. I’ll be sure to get you a copy of the schedule, though.” Then you gave him a tiny wave before saying, “Don’t attract any trouble while I’m gone.” Then you were disappearing from his sight, leaving Karma to miss the warmth of your hand.

 ~*~*~*~

 “Th-the bridge! Alright, who told us this was a shortcut?!” You were barely down the mountain when your ears picked up on the noise. You were just walking with a slow pace trying to relish the peacefulness of the day. But then you heard those familiar voices and your mind warned you of danger and you triggered you into a sprint.

Stopping at a broken bridge, you saw two of your classmates getting carried away by the river. Your eyes widened at the sight in front of you before your protective instincts geared you into action. Thrusting out your hands, you called out, “Chiba, Mimura, grab on!”The two immediately grabbed on to your arms and you gritted your teeth as you felt their slippery hands begin to slide from your grasp. “Hold on tightly!” You shouted before digging your heels to the ground.

The moment you felt you were secured in place, you tightened your hand around their sleeves and then yanked them in one swift motion. Mimura and Chiba landed in a soaking mess beside you and you quickly rolled them on their stomach so that any water in their throat could drain out. Mimura coughed loudly as he slowly folded his legs while Chiba lay limp beside him. He then said through a pant, “Okajima was with us…”

At that your eyed dilated and you mentally panicked. “Okajima’s in the river, too!” Immediately, you scanned the rapids, searching for the class pervert. That’s when you saw him a little ways down the river being pulled with the current. “Crap, OKAJIMA!” You broke into a mad run as you kept close to the side of the river.

Your friend sputtered out water as little waves crashed over him, and you gritted your teeth when you saw him on the other side of the river. Having no time to circle back and follow him on the other side, you quickened your pace, passing Okajima, and chanted to yourself, “I’m going to make it. Don’t look at the water. I’m going to make it. Don’t look at the water. I am so going to make this. Just don’t look at the water!” Then before you got caught up with an inability of yours, you released a scream as you leapt forward.

For a moment you were gliding in the air, heart pumping in fear as there suddenly was no ground beneath you, and you momentarily scold yourself for being so brash. But time was moving along with the rapids and you had to remind yourself to focus. Steeling your body, you lashed out a hand to grab Okajima’s raised arms when you passed over him, and sighed in relief when you caught him. Your feet then hit the side of a raised hill and you quickly snapped your hand to the top of it. You were now hanging by a ledge with Okajima dangling in your grasp.

“Brace yourself!” You shouted briefly before you swiftly pulled him upward and threw him on the ground. Okajima landed with a thump and a cough and you took that as a sign that he was safe. You then placed both your hands on the ledge and pulled yourself up shakily, too exhilarated from what you just did. Rolling safely on the ground, you panted out, “I can’t believe I just did that. I can’t swim and I decided to throw myself at the water. Oh I’m so stupid, so stupid.” You continued to chastise until a violent cough got your attention.

You swiftly got to your knees. “Okajima, come on get on your stomach. Let the water drain out.” You told him as you aided him in flipping over. Chiba and Mimura came running over at that moment, seemingly recovered, and they panted as they shot their friend a worried glance. “He’s going to be fine. He just needs some air.” You said and you can see the relief in their eyes (More like Mimura’s eyes, but Chiba was nodding in relief... or so you believe).

“Thanks, (Y/N), for everything.” Mimura wheezed out and you nodded your head dismissively. A small smile flitted to your lips and you exhaled in relief. You were able to protect them without a single hitch. Taking a moment to catch your breath, you gingerly stood up and then clapped Chiba and Mimura on the shoulder.

“Hold on to Okajima, I’m going to go ahead and make sure that the path is clear for you guys. That way it won’t be too much of a hassle descending with him on your shoulders.” The two only nodded as they thanked you once again and you set off to do exactly what you said. Seeing as how that pervert was still recovering, it’s going to be hard for your friends to take him down. That said you’re going to make sure that nothing will go wrong for them.

Your eyes steeled in determination and your slow walk down the mountain turned into a brisk pace. You kept your gaze flittering about, searching for something that could be a problem for the three. Thankfully, there were little things that could actually bother them and they were easy to get rid of. Pretty soon, you were just naturally walking down the mountain with your calculating eyes taking in everything.

“SNAKES, WHY ARE THERE SNAKES!” You started at the noise and your body instinctively ran forward. Following the sound with a racing heart, you quickly found Hara, Yuzuki and Yada being cornered by reptiles. You quickly analyzed the snakes and hoped that they weren’t venomous. Thankfully they were just regular snakes, something that you can totally handle and you smiled in relief.

Jumping defensively in front of your friends, you crouched down to a combative stance as your three friends shouted in surprise, “(Y/N)-chan?!” You only give them a brief smile before you hardened your gaze at these snakes. You have to be prepared when they strike. Focusing on the hissing reptiles, you kept your body still as they slithered around you. You just patiently waited.

“Hiss,” A snake, one that was bigger than the rest, suddenly whipped its tail to your legs, and you instinctively dodged it with a quick leap to the left. The moment your foot touched the floor, a handful snakes darted to bite your ankle, but you quickly kicked them to the side. They hit the trunk of a tree hard, but you didn’t focus on them for the first one lunged at you.

Sidestepping, you made sure to keep them as far away from your friends as possible. In the end, you were taunting them to keep following you as you simultaneously backed away. You momentarily caught the worried looks of your friends and you reassured them with a smile and a, “I’m fine! I’ll keep them distracted! Just watch out for Chiba and Mimura carrying Okajima! They might need your help!” Then you disappeared from their sights as you made a mad dash farther away.

To your relief, the snakes decided to follow you. Maybe it’s because you were being frustrating as you dodged them, or it could be because you were doing a good job with your taunts, but no matter what the reason, they were hot on your tail. Searching for something to get rid of them with, you heard in the distance the screams of others shouting, “BOULDERS!” And an idea clicked in your mind.

Turning around, you give the snakes a challenging smirk before racing faster than ever. Somehow, the reptiles managed to keep up with your pace and it wasn’t long until you and the reptiles burst into a clearing, the screams coming from here. Narrowing your eyes, you saw your four new friends, the rebellious gang of E-class, trying to outrun a boulder. You quickly acted and rushed straight at them.

A surprised look passed their faces as they saw you approach and you give them a warming smile. Then you looked back to see if the snakes were following you. They still were and you smirked in predetermined victory. Quickly, you shouted at them, “Grab on to each other and hurry up if you want to get out of this safely!” Your order was obeyed completely and just in time too, because you raced right passed them, grabbing on to Terasaka’s wrist as you do so and hurriedly dragged them behind you. You were already at the other side of the clearing when you paused in your running.

The snakes that were following you didn’t hesitate to slither forward after you, but unfortunately for them, the boulder was still coming on strong. Soon enough, they were crushed and taken away by the passing boulder and the only thing that reminded you of the presence of these dangers were the marks left behind by the boulder. Smiling at how your small plan ended up, you cheered loudly before falling to the floor for the second time today.

“Good?” You asked, out of breath, and your friends just nod as they evened out their breathing. Smiling at them, you said, “That’s great. Anyways, I would love to stay and chat with you guys. But I have to keep going. This snake thing took a lot longer than I thought and I got to focus.” Then you stood up on shaky legs and gave them a small wave, “I’ll be going ahead then!” Then you forced you tired legs to move. You still have to finish clearing the mountain for your friends.

Huffing, you noted how this was the most you action you ever had to do. All this constant running, dodging, and protecting are taking a toll on your exhausted body and you just want to stop. Your legs felt like lead, but the thought of your friends encountering more problems kept you going. You have to protect them. That said, you hastened your pace when you heard the distinct screams of trouble.

“Is that a beehive?!” You had heard and you grimaced as you thought of how you’re going to solve this one. Gritting your teeth, you were met with Nagisa, Kayano, Sugino, Kanzaki, Sugaya, and Manami staring nervously at a beehive attached to a precariously dangling branch. You didn’t pause in your running as you eyed how incredibly high that beehive was. Groaning, you searched for a way to get up there before the branch breaks.

“(Y/N)-chan?” Came the chorus of surprised voices and you fleetingly give them a weary beam before launching yourself in the first branch of the tree, not even stopping in your run. When your hands gripped on the limb, your legs swung forward due to the momentum, and you used it to your advantage as you propelled yourself up with a flip. Easily landing at the third branch, you crouched to gain power in your aching legs before springing up.

“That’s dangerous, (Y/N)-chan!” Kayano shouted up at you when you scaled the remaining distance by using little stumps of wood, and you just replied back with a curt, I’m fine. You were too focused on the now cracking branch to reply reassuringly. Plus, you don’t think you have the energy to do anything more than what you’re doing now.

A loud snap met your ears and you turned worried eyes to the branch. It broke at the top and the crack had split it nearly all the way. It was only hanging on by a sliver of a bark and you knew that no matter how fast you climbed, you won’t be able to make it in time. That said when the branch completely broke you didn’t hesitate to dive for it with your quick reflexes.

Shouts of fear sounded below you, but you drowned it out as your hand made contact with the wood and you tightened your hold on it in mid air. Now falling to the ground, you threw the hive with as much strength as you can muster off to the side, far away from your friends, and you smiled when it practically sailed to the other side of the forest. You didn’t get any time to relish more in your actions, however, because the ground was still coming at you.

Remembering your lessons from the past, your body instinctively went limp as you naturally placed your feet shoulder-width apart, prepared to land on the balls of your feet. You patiently waited until you felt the ground with your heel before moving on to a diagonal roll. Using one foot to kick off, your shoulder made contact with the dirt and you made two tumbles across the ground floor before ultimately stopping, your right leg propped up as you kneeled with your left. With your friends’ safety secured, you collapsed on the floor with a heavy breath.

Immediately, you were surrounded by the six as they shouted in worry, amazement, and relief at what you done. Halfway through their fussing, you put a hand up and then waved it in the air, “Stop,” You heaved and you panted. “Just stop. Tell me are you guys alright?” You wheezed and they gave you a worrying glance before nodding simultaneously. Smiling at their response, you whispered, “Good,” Before pulling yourself up into a sitting position.

“You never change, do you, (Y/N)-chan?” Nagisa and Kayano said with a smile, knowing full well the distance you would go for your friends, and you breathily laughed in the air. Sugaya, Kanzaki, Sugino, and Manami watched you with the initial shock of your actions still present in their eyes, and you brightly beamed at them.

“Don’t mind what I do. Just know that it’s all in the name of protecting you guys.” Then you got up for the third time this day and you dusted off your clothing. “I’m gonna go. I have to keep going for Okajima’s and everyone else’s sakes.” Then you stretched out your tired limbs before giving them a dazzling smile. “I’ll make sure nothing else bothers you as you head on down.” Then you waved warmly at them before turning on your heel to continue your acts of protection. As your group of friends watch you leave, awe settled in each of them just as Karasuma-sensei and Irina-sensei approached them.

 ~*~*~*~

 “We made it.” Isogai breathed out in happiness and you can only groan out loud as your chest heaved with every large breath you exhaled. The smile that was on his face dropped down to concern, and you quickly waved your hand dismissively when you saw it. “Are you okay, (Y/N)?” He whispered as he held out a hand. You minutely nodded before you took it, extremely fatigued, and Isogai pulled you up.

You fell in his arms, your balance completely out of whack, and your friend blinked in surprise. Isogai then gently wrapped his arm around your waist before setting you upright, an embarrassed look on his face. You managed to give him a small smile before ultimately slumping over. But before you can crumple to the ground again, Maehara saddled up to your other side, an arm around your waist too, with a playful grin.

“Well then, I can now say that you’ve been falling for me, (Y/N).” You rolled your eyes at the remark but were grateful for his and Isogai’s help, nonetheless.

“Thanks, I just need a moment to catch my breath.” You just finished climbing down the mountain, and you were more exhausted than your classmates. You had, after all, fended off and saved so many of your classmates from trouble. But, you weren’t complaining, you were quite happy to go through the trouble.

“(Y/N)-chan, are you sure you’re okay?” Kataoka said to you and you gave her, as well as everyone else a brilliant smile.

“Of course, I’m dandy. I promised to protect everyone that I love and I don’t plan on failing on that.” Upon your words, you classmate realized that they were a part of the people that you love, and a simultaneous awe settled over them.

You just smiled brightly as Isogai said, “Come on guys, let’s hurry and line up!” Everyone grudgingly followed him and you slowly parted from your two friends, your exhaustion gone because of your classmates’ happiness and safety. And the duo totally noticed your lack of warmth. Upon entering the auditorium, you then lined up behind Sugaya with Sugino behind you.

Immediately, a wave of hate renewed your body with energy and a sudden scowl was on your face. Just looking at all the students in A through D classes ignited a bonfire in your heart. And you knew you were going to have a hard time keeping calm. These people deserved your violence. And the very first victims of your anger came up to your close friend, Nagisa.

“So glad you could make it! Must’ve been tough coming down that mountain, I’m sure!” One of the two jerks cackled at him and you balled your hands into a fist as you saw them point and jeer at the rest of your classmates. In return, your friends stay quiet, bearing through the complaints, but you weren’t going to let that pass. Not at all. You did, after all, wanted to protect them. This included, of course, to verbal jeers.

“Oi,” You lowly called out and the students who were close enough to hear you turned their eyes to you. Immediately you saw a flash of fear and disgust in their irises. You didn’t pay any heed to those emotions as you just said, “Mind your own business.” Then you cracked your knuckles and gave them a deadly glare.

From what you saw, shivers ran down their spines as they gritted their teeth at you, but they didn’t dare say anything back, and you knew why. The majority of the school population thought that you attacked over half of them during the fiasco of last year. While it wasn’t true, since you just dodged and redirected their attacks, you decided to take this to your advantage. It’s just rumors anyway, and what they don’t know won’t kill them.

 ~*~*~*~

 “In short, you are the cream of the crop – this nation’s chosen elite! I, your school dean, can vouch for that! But if you’re not careful you can wind up as worthless as you-know-who!” At that your classmates lowered their heads as the rest of the student population laughed at his words.

“Is that all you’re going to keep saying? Get on with it! We only have until the end of lunch.” You shouted amongst the masses and the school dean glared at the population of the E-class, looking for the person who said it. When he caught your gaze, you saw him tensed as he began to grind his teeth. He’s scared of you, just like the rest of the students, but he wouldn’t say it out loud.

So while he continued to glare at you, and you coolly returning it fiercer, a girl came up to the side and gestured for him to get off the stage, since he was doing absolutely nothing to degrade your fellow classmates. You just smirked in satisfaction as the dean trudged angrily away while swearing under his breath. “Next, we’ll have an address by the student council. Please have the speakers begin their preparations.”

You didn’t bother listening to her as you heard a distinct, “Psst,” to your right. Turning your head, you’re met with Hinano and Rio as they held up their sheaths for their knives. “Isn’t it cute, (Y/N)-chan? We decorated it so that we can kill in style.” Your eyes lit up at the sight and you agreeably nodded your head. You parted your lips to tell them of your opinion verbally, when Karasuma-sensei suddenly came up to your friends.

He quickly said, “Cuteness is all well and good, but don’t pull them out in public! We absolutely cannot let the other classes find out about the assassination!” Then your friends dejectedly put them away as he left. You merely smiled in amusement at the interaction, kind of glad to have some type of distraction from your anger.

The doors to the auditorium then burst open and you suddenly heard gasps of awe. You glanced over your shoulder and saw Irina-sensei walking with her head held up high, the picture of grace. “Bitch-sensei was ready to drop just a minute ago, too.” Sugino commented and you laughed under your breath as you gave your teacher a smile. She minutely waved back at you before approaching Nagisa.

“Now that we’ve ditched that octopus, I thought I’d ask you something. You’ve been keeping track of all his weaknesses, right? Let me borrow your notebook.” You overheard her say.

Nagisa then replied with, “What? I already told you all the ones that matter.” Your English teacher then retorted back by saying how he’s keeping all the juicy stuff and Nagisa shook his head, “No, I’m serious-.” He tried to explain but then he was quickly met with Irina-sensei’s breast and your eyes widened in surprise.

“Irina-sensei, we talked about this before!” You lowly whispered to her over Sugaya’s shoulder and she pouted at you. You were about to scold her with your beliefs in romance again when Karasuma did you a favor and pulled her away. You then smiled, out of justice of course, as she was ordered to stay put on the sides.

“The student council events are explained on the handouts you’ve just been given.” That suddenly got your attention and you tore you gaze from your teachers to the front, eyes steeling to a glare. You weren’t given a handout and you knew that it was on purpose. That’s when Isogai told the male student how E-class didn’t receive any and the latter replied with, “Oh? You didn’t get any? How strange. I’m sorry! Seems like we forgot to make enough copies for you! I guess you’ll just have to memorize the whole thing before you leave!”

The students in A through D classes then laughed out loud and you feel your anger coming back ten-fold. You opened your mouth to retort back to them, prepared to say how incompetent they must be to forget how many copies they had to made, but you swiftly shut your mouth when a paper landed in your hands. Staring at the paper in confusion, you wondered just when this got in your grasp before a familiar voice made it crystal clear.

“Korosensei, I was wondering where you were.” You smiled brightly at him as Korosensei twirled a pencil in his hands. He then asked if everyone had a copy of the handout and you raised your hand subtly. “I promised Karma that I’ll get him a copy.” You said and a moment later another paper fluttered in your hands. You then beamed appreciatively as Isogai told the male on the stage that he can proceed.

“What? N-no way! How? Hey now! Who killed our fun?!” He then cleared his throat at the unintentional slip and then continued with his speech. All the while, you had a smirk on your face, so glad that your teachers were here to make the assembly more bearable for you. If your teachers weren’t here to make you smile or distract you, you would’ve surely done more than speak up in this assembly. That said you didn’t hesitate to laugh with your class as Irina-sensei got taken away, yet again, by Karasuma-sensei for trying to attack Korosensei. (So many senseis in one sentence)

 ~*~*~*~

 “Oh Nagisa, I wanted to tell you something!” You shouted as you made your way over to the vending machine. Your blue-haired friend stood up, drink in hand, as confusion settled on his face. You momentarily give him a tiny smile before saying, “I just wanted to tell you that I’m-.”

Hey, Nagisa,” You were completely cut off by two familiar voices, voices that you recognized form the assembly, and you automatically clenched your jaw. “Don’t you think you’re getting a bit too big for your britches?” Focusing your gaze on the two who seem to enjoy messing around with your friend, you steely glared at them as they tried to ignore your deadly aura. “Laughing during the assembly and stuff… How about learning some respect? You E-class losers should keep your heads down where they belong.”

“What with your crappy lives weighing you down and all,” You found your hand tightening into a fist. You told yourself that you’re going to change the way you protect now. You weren’t going to resort to violence if they didn’t understand what they were doing, but these bastards knew. They knew that Nagisa and you were in E-class and they were conscious of their words and how it would affect us, and yet they chose to say it. In your book, in your heart, you knew that they deserve whatever you’re going to give them.

“You dumb in more ways than one? Say something! Or d’you want me to kill you!” At his words, your vision turned red again at the threat and the way he viciously grabbed for Nagisa’s shirt. You began to grit your teeth as resisted rage built up inside you. This time you reminded yourself that you weren’t going to be abruptly violent; however, you were ready to fight if the situation spiraled to it. You were ready to defend Nagisa. You were ready to sock one of them in the jaw if it came down to it when a sudden low chuckle reached your ears.

“Like you’ve ever tried to kill someone before,” You heard Nagisa’s rare threat and you felt your body go limp. It wasn’t like Nagisa to say something like that, but oddly enough you were glad to hear something like that from him. It meant that he wasn’t going to take their jabs.

Surprised, suddenly fearing, the jerk released Nagisa’s collar and took a step away from him. Nagisa proceeded to walk forward before he stopped and gave you a small smile. “Are you coming, (Y/N)-chan?” He said kindly and you take a moment to reply back to him.

“Give me a moment,” Then your arms tensed up again as you held the two of them by their collar. Raising them to the air, you collided their backs to a nearby wall. Your arms were shaking from having to suppress the urge to pummel them directly, and you heaved a deep sigh in restraint. “I told you, didn’t I? Mind your own business or I’ll mess with yours.” You then cast them a tight-lipped smile. “I’m trying to change here, but if you keep this up... I wouldn’t know what to do.”

Then you let them go. They pathetically slumped to their asses and you straightened back up with a smile. Expelling one more breath, as if to rid your body of the desire to hurt the other students, you turned on your heels and approached Nagisa. The said male had his brows raised as he took in your tamed actions. Before, you would have left them bloodied up, a crack would be on the sidewalk. Violence would have surely been known. But you displayed restraint... and Nagisa was about to bring that up when you interrupted him with a tiny grin.

“Before you say anything, I’m sorry.” You suddenly declared and Nagisa turned shocked eyes to yours. “I’m sorry that I made you worry when I was about to throw that chair two days ago. I wasn’t thinking about my actions clearly and almost hurt Irina-sensei when I knew nothing about her side. I just got so angry when she dissed you and the others that I wanted to…” You trailed off as you directed your gaze to your feet, shameful at your previous actions.

“I was hurting others when they didn’t understand. Korosensei helped me realize that and I decided that I’m going to think if their intentions are purely hateful before doing anything. I won’t throw punches the moment someone tries to hurt you all, I’ll try to be a little more sensible with my actions.”

You then got the courage to look in his blue eyes again, and said with determination laced in your voice, “Nagisa, I promise that I won’t make you worry about me anymore. I won’t be rash about how I’m protecting you and everyone that I love. I’ll protect you guys correctly, like he did before.”

At your words, Nagisa immediately understood who you were referring to. As you just watched for his facial features for any response, Nagisa internally beamed at your words. He was worried that your vow to protect everyone at all costs would lead you down to a bad path full of thoughtless violence. But after hearing what you just said, he was quite happy to hear that you’re thinking more clearly, and that you were going to follow your friend’s footsteps and protect the people you love like him.

You began to smile bigger when you saw Nagisa’s lips turn up, and you happily beamed at him. You then launched on talking about how you made up with Terasaka and his crew and that you apologized to Irina-sensei. You even began talking about the things you found you had in common with your four new friends and your English teacher. As you talk about all that, Nagisa glanced at you.

He suddenly felt a warm feeling in his stomach as he met your delighted gaze. He can’t describe it well, but looking in your eyes and seeing how you’re so resolute in this method of protecting made him feel incredibly happy. So happy that Nagisa supposed it made his heart beat a little bit faster. And he didn’t mind the sudden racing of his heart at all as he continued to smile and listen to your pleasant stories.

[mari-matsu]

Shelter Chapter 4

Maturing and Understanding ~Grown up Time~

“Good morning, everyone!” You dazzlingly shouted and a chorus of greetings was sent your way. You happily beamed at how everyone enthusiastically greeted you before skipping your way to your desk. Sugino, who watched how big you were smiling, felt his heart thud a bit faster. Ever since yesterday and the day before, you were a bit unlike yourself as you mainly focused on Karma. You ignored most of what happened around you and constantly had a worried expression on your face, but now, your true colors were showing and Sugino’s never been more relieved to see you smile.

That said, he stuck a hand in his bag and sifted around before coming in contact with a small container. Taking it out, he smiled at the chocolate pudding cup, similar to the one you gave him just days before. Sugino was hoping to use it to see your cheery self, but since you’re now happy, he just hoped that it’ll light up your day. And what better food to give you than the pudding you once used to comfort him. Gathering his courage, he tightly held on the pudding and then made his way over to you.

“Maehara, when are you going to stop poking me?” You asked, confused, as the playboy poked your cheek repeatedly. A large grin was on his face as he gazed down at you. “Well, as long as you’re happy.” You smiled softly before facing to your right to Karma. “So, thinking about falling off cliffs lately?”

The witty remark didn’t go unnoticed by Karma as he gave off a joking smile. “I don’t know, (Y/N)-chan. Are you thinking of doing the same?” Then you laughed merrily as Maehara moved on to poking your arm.

Sugino paused in his actions as he saw Maehara and Karma interacting with you so casually. He didn’t know what it was, but something in his stomach churned unpleasantly at the sight. It wasn’t as if he was angry, but rather disheartened. Putting on a small frown, he hid the pudding cup behind his back before attempting to retreat back to his seat, attempting being the key word for he was suddenly stopped.

“Ooh, what do we have here?” Rio hummed as she grabbed the pudding cup. Turning it over in her hands, the teasing smile dropped on her face when she didn’t find anything particularly interesting. But it did come back when Sugino reacted strongly, to the point of even shouting for her to give it back. “Wow, Sugino-kun. I didn’t think that you would be so angry over pudding.”

Sugino flinched at the way Rio was looking at him, as if she saw something that can be used against him, and he lowered his hands that were grabbing for the food. Turning his head, he said, “I’m not angry. You can take it if you want.” Rio raised a disbelieving eyebrow and watched him carefully.

Quickly, she saw him tensed when you suddenly laughed and Rio said, “Doesn’t (Y/N)-chan like this brand of pudding? Oh, you were going to give this to her weren’t you~” She only said it randomly to tease him but when she observed the dust of pink on his cheeks, her smile grew incredibly wide. She couldn’t believe that her random tease was actually on point. Laughing, she said, “Oh my gosh, you were! You like her!”

“No I don’t! You’re jumping to conclusions!” Sugino strongly opposed and he stopped in his shouting. Why was he shouting anyways? He shouldn’t be giving her the satisfaction by falling in her hands. He doesn’t even have a reason to shout, right? It’s not like he actually has feelings for you. He just wanted to pay you back for all the comfort you gave him before… right?

In the midst of his internal thoughts, Rio continued to smile at him playfully. Oh how she was going to have so much fun with this. Smirking mischievously, she said, “Hmm since you won’t give it to her yourself, I’ll do it for you! And I’ll tell her all about your crush on her.” Then she sauntered off to you and Sugino snapped out of his thoughts.

Panicking, he ran after her with a hand outstretched. “Wait, Rio-!” Then he’s suddenly tripping on his feet as she whirled on him swiftly. Passing the pudding cup to him, she gave him an encouraging smile, before pushing on his back. The action sent him toward the direction of your desk.

Sugino stopped awkwardly in front of you and you stopped your conversation with Karma to peer up at him questionably. The male then quickly straightened up before hastily presenting you the pudding cup, a clear pink on his cheeks. “I-I w-wanted to…” He started, unable to properly control the movement of his tongue. Sugino suddenly felt inarticulate.

Luckily for him, you understood the half-formed sentence and you flashed him a kind smile. “For me?” At the way Sugino shoved the pudding cup even closer to you, you laughed. “Well, thanks Sugino! I had a craving for pudding since this morning.” Gingerly taking it, you were unconscious of the way Sugino’s hand shook as you relieved him of the treat. “Thank you~”

Sugino could only robotically nod before he mechanically stepped away, too nervous to actually move correctly. Rio laughed at him as he approached her again and she clapped him on the back sympathetically. “You’re going to need all the help you can get.” She said with a smirk and Sugino couldn’t even reply back for your bright smile was still fresh on his mind. Maybe he does like you… Just a tiny bit?

~*~*~*~

Blonde, blue eyed, a huge bust, your new teacher was quite the looker. You can’t deny the fact that she’s pretty, but what got to you was how she was clinging so much on Korosensei. Hey, you aren’t trying to say that your octopus of a teacher doesn’t have the charms to pick up a lady, but you were quite confused at how she didn’t react to the fact that he’s yellow or how his arms were constantly wiggling.

Korosensei didn’t care for the fact as he was practically smitten over her good looks and boobs. And you know it due to the obnoxious bright pink that nestled over his whole face. Oh what an easy guy your teacher was. Well, you can’t say that you’re surprised. You did catch him ogling over porn magazines once.

Noticing how everybody was either seduced or wary of the new teacher, Irina Jelavich, you tapped on Karma’s arm to ask him a question, “Hey, what do you think of the new teacher?” Your question didn’t surprise him as he hummed thoughtfully, almost sarcastically. And that was more than enough of an answer for you as you dismissed your question with a wave of your hand. Karma was definitely not dense. Like you and everyone in this classroom, you knew there was more to this beauty of a teacher.

~*~*~*~

“Hup, pass!” Korosensei said as he kicked the soccer ball over to Karma. Your enthusiastic killer of a friend replied energetically and an Anti-Teacher pellet sailed over to your teacher. He dodged it, obviously, before passing the ball to Hinata. She easily kicked it back and then lunged for a strike of her knife. Korosensei swerved away from the attack and then kicked another ball.

This time, you got the privilege of passing the ball and you excitedly bounced from your spot as it glided straight for you. “Hup,” You started as you leaped from your position, “Kick!” Then you twisted your body in mid air and delivered a nice and clean kick to the ball. In return, the soccer ball rocketed straight back at Korosensei who didn’t even notice the action due to a certain new teacher, and it nailed him right at the solar plexus. While you weren’t going to do assassination attempts like your classmates, you were very eager to just kick the ball.

As the breath was knocked out of Korosensei, Irina called out for him seductively and approached him jovially. “Karasuma-sensei tells me you’re oh-so-very fast! Is that true?” Her voice was so sweet that it reminded you of honey, although it was extremely thick. Too sickening, if you were to pinpoint it.

Korosensei dropped the balls in his hand and responded in a hoarse voice, “Well, I wouldn’t say I’m that fast.” Then his face exploded in pink, no longer feeling the result of your kick, and you feel yourself sweat drop at the sight. He really was smitten over this lady.

“Wow, (Y/N)-chan, that kick of yours was powerful.” Nagisa commented behind you, gaining your attention, and you instantly smiled up at him as air blasted around the yard. You knew that Korosensei left in his Mach 20 speed to do that favor you overheard Irina ask of him.

Walking backwards to your best friend, you brightly said, “I was told by my earlier self-defense teachers to make sure that my kicks always leave people gasping for air. Plus, soccer is pretty fun isn’t it?” Nagisa only chuckled at your words, quite aware of how strong and airy you can be.

“Eh, so (Y/N)-chan is strong? I didn’t think you can be,” Karma noted beside you and you minutely gave him a stare before responding with an even brighter smile. Somehow, you felt like this was another round of teasing from Karma. You gave him an underlying challenging smile.

“Of course I’m strong. Otherwise, how would I save you when you bit off more than you can chew?” Karma only laughed at that. Of course, you told yourself, you have to be strong. Not just for Karma but for everyone you care about. When you can, you practice at home, making use of that time so you can be prepared no matter what the situation. And ever since Karma came back, you made your practice even more strenuous.

You were saved by Korosensei when Karma decided on that heart-racing and worry-inducing suicide attempt. But if he wasn’t there, then what would’ve happened? At your thoughts, you’re reminded of a clear memory and your hands began to shake from it. You were going to make sure that that moment of loss would never happen again.

“(Y/N)-chan, hey, can you hear me?” Nagisa’s expression that was full of worry entered your line of sight and you blinked back to focus. He was staring at you with concern and you quickly put on a smile, hoping that it would cure what’s ailing him. “Are you okay? You kind of had a sad look on your face.” He noted and you brushed it off with a kind smile.

“That must’ve been your imagination.” You said, and Nagisa nodded, but he’s not convinced. He clearly saw the way your brows furrowed while you were in deep thought, and furthermore the way your hands were shaking. Nagisa knew that you’ve been thinking about it again, the reason why you protect everyone you love and he got anxious for you.

Turning to face you, Nagisa opened his mouth to tell you that you don’t have to lie to him when his new teacher called out his name. Nagisa jumped in surprise as he came to attention. He watched as Irina waltzed over to him and he tensed when she placed her hands on his cheeks. Then, when she leaned in to plant her lips firmly on his, Nagisa’s eyes widened in shock.

So many reactions came out of that one action. You saw Okajima ogle in interest and Maehara inaudibly cheer him on. Then you saw Kayano react so strongly at the intimate action. Karma had even done something as he watched with playful eyes and Hara Sumire raised a hand in shock.

“Okay, I think that’s enough.” You had sung out as only a second of it passed, before you disconnected the two of them by pulling on Nagisa’s hand. Said boy, dazedly glanced around the area as Irina gave you a what-the-hell-are-you-doing look. Smiling in an extremely fake way, you said, “Sensei, I don’t think that was right for you to do so.” And you wouldn’t let it show, but anger blew up inside you.

You were angry because she kissed Nagisa suddenly, without permission, without his consent. You believed that kisses on the lips were something rather intimate and it should be shared between two lovers. Furthermore, as a teacher she shouldn’t be kissing her students. And, for all you know it could’ve been Nagisa’s first kiss! That should’ve been with someone he loves! Plus, she was smoking! You could smell it on her! Nagisa could suffer from second-hand smoke!

As you internally screamed inside your head over this, Nagisa got out of his stupor only to blankly gaze at your interlocked hands. You were very open about things such as hugs or hand-holding, but whenever you do it with Nagisa it always brought a small smile to his face, which was what he did as you steely stared at your blonde teacher. This little action that you do somehow warmed him immensely, and he can only think it’s because he knew that you care.

“He has a girlfriend?” Your new teacher mumbled and another round of reactions began. You saw how a majority of your girl friends, and Kayano included, dropped their jaws once more. And you caught Karma with another playful expression, although this time it included a raised brow. Sugino was off to the side with an indescribable emotion, but you just coolly stared at her.

“I’m not his girlfriend, but I am his best friend. And I don’t take the fact that you just suddenly exploited what should be only for couples, lightly.” You said, before taking the courage to say, “Bitch.” Karma whooped enthusiastically in the background at your callout.

“It’s Vich! Hmph, whatever. I just wanted information anyways.” Then she spread her hands around her, “That goes for everybody. If you have any information on him, tell me and I’ll reward you. To the girls, you can have one of my men instead.” Your gritted your teeth when you saw three bulky men approaching your class. No doubt, inside their bags is heavy artillery. “It’s a pro’s job to have both technique and connections. You brats go watch from the outfield.” Before you knew it, hate sprouted inside you at this new teacher of yours. And it only got worse when she said, “Oh, and one more thing. If you even interfere slightly with my assassination, I won’t hesitate to kill you.”

You suddenly saw red at the threat given to your friends, to the people that you cherish. No one was going get away with that.

~*~*~*~

Bang Bang Bang

Your shots repeated over and over again as you expertly (and scarily) nailed the forehead of the silhouetted paper target. You didn’t even know you had it on, but you were pulling on a rather terrifying scowl, one that you reserved for those who hurt your friends, and your classmates were staring at you with awe and yet terror. You didn’t notice this of course, because you were just focused on repetitively ‘killing’ this target in front of you.

Who does she think she is? Coming to school, harassing Nagisa like it was nothing and then threatening your friends. And then during the time she was supposed to teach the class, she only made you hold your lips for a whole hour. You seethed about this in your head and your accuracy turned deadlier when you began to fire through one spot, constantly. You really didn’t like her.

“Hey, (Y/N)-chan, don’t you think that you should stop now? The target’s not even alive but I can feel it cowering and dying.” Isogai said hesitantly and you faltered in your shot. How long has it been since you were shooting anyways? The last thing you remembered was running down the slope and then picking up an air gun to start your shooting spree.

“Sorry, I guess I got lost in thought.” You apologized as you brought your hand down and the class representative just sweat dropped at your words. Nobody who was lost in thought can just pass a pellet straight through one hole, consecutively.

Mimura turned around and that moment saw Korosensei and your new teacher walking off to the shed. He chose to inform everybody about this and you turned rigid when he said, “They’re heading for the shed together!”

Sugaya hummed in disappointment, “This is kind of a let-down, watching Korosensei fall for an obvious ploy.” Suddenly snapping, you whirled back on your target and shot five times. The loud bang of the gun reached your classmates ears and they flinched at the sudden sound. They glanced over to you and found that your expression turned darker as you nailed every vital spot of the target. When the click of the gun told you that you were out of ammo, you screamed loudly to release your frustration.

“(Y/N)-chan is kind of… scary right now, isn’t she?” Hinano mumbled and Kayano nodded to her words as they watched you snap from all that anger. You didn’t hear them as you just continued your bout of fury, screams turning into coherent words.

“What right does she have to waltz in here and threaten everybody?! She can’t just do that and expect me to be calm! I’m going to flip out over something like that, obviously! God, she’s infuriating and I can’t do a single thing about it because she’s my new English teacher!” You huffed at the end and everyone wondered if it was over but then you grabbed the ends of your hair and shouted, “AND SHE MAY OR MAY NOT HAVE STOLEN NAGISA’S FIRST KISS! THAT BITCH! IT SHOULD’VE BEEN HIS RIGHT!” Everyone sweat dropped again.

“Nagisa, does (Y/N) have a thing for you?” Rio suddenly asked the bluenette and he gave her his timid smile.

“I don’t think so. She’s just pretty strict about how kisses should be. (Y/N)-chan may not look like it but she’s one of those romantic people.” Then the two watch as you explain how kisses should be. How it doesn’t matter if it was a shy one or a straightforward one but that it had to be mutual. And that it should really be shared between couples. The class then wondered how your anger against Irina turned into your thoughts about kissing.

Facts about (Y/N):

7. She has more than a polite smile and kind actions. (For example, anger, although she tries not to show that to those she care about, but it does slip, unfortunately)

8. She has set ideals on how love is, and is pretty much a romantic as she gushes over love. (Yet she can’t realize when someone loves her)

“(Y/N)-chan, don’t you think you should cool off?” Karma suddenly said and you paused in your rage to give him an inquiring look. With a mischievous smile, he suddenly pulled back your jacket and exposed your arms to the cool air. A small frown played on your lips at the action before shrugging it back on correctly. “Come on, maybe you should lighten up.” Then your teasing friend flashed a flashlight, he got who knows where, on your face and you actively swat at the little device as he dodged your attempts.

“Karma, I’m not in the mood.” You said through slightly gritted teeth and a majority of the class stopped to notice that this was the first time you showed anger around them. You were usually pleasant and happy at everything that went around you that they didn’t know how to react to this.

Well, Sugino knew what to do. Or at least he thought so. He hasn’t encountered your angry side until now, but he at least knew a way to calm you down. And while he doesn’t have any food on him, he does have his concern. That said he calmly approached you as you glared at Karma and then very quickly, before his confidence disappeared, he grabbed your hand. And he wasn’t the only to think of this.

You stopped in your death stare to glance down at the warm hands in yours and you felt your resentment lower until you were just calmly staring at them both. Looking up, you caught Sugino looking off to the side with an embarrassed expression, and Nagisa giving you his soft smile.

The two decided to hold your hand affectionately since they felt happier when you held theirs. And so with that logic, they thought that you would calm down by this simple action, and you definitely did as your signature smile spread back on your face. “Thanks,” you said with familiar warmth in your tone, “I needed that.”

While Nagisa was just smiling, Sugino was trying his best to keep his blush down. Oh how thankful Sugino was that everyone was focusing on Karasuma-sensei speaking, and not at him, since Kataoka used you as an example of them not warming up to the new teacher. Well not everyone. Sugino caught Rio giving him a teasing grin and he felt his face flush at how she’s giving him thumbs up. Rio really was supporting him… For some reason, Sugino wasn’t that glad about it.

A sudden barrage of bullets had you tearing your hands away from the two. You quickly looked for the source of the sound and your eyes constricted when you figured out that it was coming from a shed, the very same shed your two teachers were in. Feeling your heartbeat quicken, you didn’t wait for anyone else to react before you darted across the area.

You were worried, so worried, for Korosensei. It’s because you suddenly remembered the large bags from yesterday. You didn’t think your blond teacher would act that fast in her assassination, but you were wrong. In a small area like that shed, with that woman lowering his defenses, Korosensei would definitely be caught in that gunfire. And if she had used those artilleries you knew she brought yesterday then your teacher was done for. Gritting your teeth, you hastened your pace and rounded the corner to the shed.

Quickly you gripped on to the handle, and pulled it wide open, fearing for the worst. And while you expected a mutilated corpse of your teacher, you were greeted by the sight of his pink and blushing face. Your breathing slowed in relief. “Korosensei you’re okay,” You said with joy on your face before it turned to confusion, “Wait, how are you…”

“How are the boobs?!” Okajima shouted eagerly and you noticed that everyone had followed you. Korosensei just mumbled something about wishing he could’ve enjoyed himself a little longer, before you burst out laughing. Oh today has been pissing you off so much, but you didn’t care for that anymore because right behind your teacher you saw Irina wearing the most retro PE uniform.

A sudden genius idea popped in your head and you stopped laughing long enough to pull out your phone. Snapping a picture of that hilarious sight, you set on making it your lock screen for now.  While you can’t physically harm your teacher, no one said anything about blackmail, right?

You drowned out whatever she mentioned that had happened in that shed, and only grinned mischievously, glad that you have something against her. Now feeling incredibly happy you waited until everybody left with Korosensei before leaning down towards your blonde teacher.

“Sensei, is that the best that you can do? Even a junior high-schooler managed to do more than that and he only had a rubber knife. Maybe you should give up on being an assassin.” You taunted her, taking great pleasure at the irritation on her face. You didn’t like her not one bit, but you tried to keep on a smile to irate her more. Straightening up to follow your class, you waved your phone over your shoulder, clearly displaying the lock screen, “That uniform suits you, Sensei.” And you didn’t miss the way her cheeks reddened in both anger and embarrassment.

~*~*~*~

Your eyes were swimming with amusement as you observed the angry way your English teacher tapped on her tablet. She was probably still riled up over her failed assassination attempt and possibly from your own teasing, and honestly you liked seeing her like that. You didn’t think you were sadistic, at least like Karma, but you did find some enjoyment in finding the people that you hate angry. Maybe Karma’s rubbing off on you.

And speak of the devil; Karma leaned over from his lax position to whisper in your ear, “Miss Bitch seemed more irritated than before.” He didn’t miss how your smile grew wider and he chose to ask, “What’d you do without me, (Y/N)-chan?”

Turning to give him a saccharine smile, you commented, “A little payback from that threat she made yesterday. Nothing much,” But Karma knew from the way you were sweetly saying your words it was clearly more than just a payback. Leaning back in his seat, Karma noted how he was rubbing off on you. Although you were already set on giving back to the people you hate long before Karma came into the picture. Turning his attention back to the front, he couldn’t resist smiling at your actions.

“Damnit! Why doesn’t this Podunk school have Wi-Fi?!” Your English teacher said irritably and Karma took the chance to fire a shot at her, seeing as how you already did so without him.

“You’re trying awfully hard, Bitch-sensei. Guess he really did a number on your pride, huh?” The irritated click she made with her tongue just sent both you and Karma smiling mischievously.

Facts about (Y/N):

9. When she realizes that she can’t do anything to the people she hate, she becomes rather dirty about things and chooses to sabotage, blackmail, and taunt them to the point where it is sadistic.

“Sensei,” Isogai called out from the front and Irina turned annoyed eyes to him. He’s not the least bit miffed about it as he continued, “If you’re not going to teach us anything, could you bring back Korosensei? We’ve got entrance exams this year.”

“Ha, you want that vicious creature to teach you?” Your hands automatically clenched at the jab made to Korosensei. “You think your exams matter when the whole planet is at stake? It must be nice being a clueless brat. Not to mention, I understand you Class E students are the dregs of this school. Why even bother studying at this poi-.” A large textbook slammed on the board right beside her head and your blonde teacher shivered in the sudden action. Her alarmed irises watched as the book fell to the floor soon after and she cast accusing eyes to the whole class, searching for who did that.

“You’re right, what’s the point of studying. I should just throw these books away, right?” You lowly said before your arm lashed forward to launch another book at her. Quickly, your teacher dodged away. And just in time, because the corners of the hard book nailed the board directly and had actually left a scratch. “Sensei, you should really watch what you say about my friends.” Then you grabbed a less-threatening object, an eraser, and threw it expertly at her again. “Get out,” You growled and it seemed to start a chain reaction as everyone got the courage, but more like the go ahead sign to release their anger, and threw everything they can at her.

“Take a stupid hike, you bitch!”

“Bring back Korosensei!”

“Down with big boobs!”

Your classmates shouted and Irina grew angry. “Where’d all this come from? I’ll kill you all!”

“I’d like to see you try!”  Sugaya and you had said together, but yours was full of hidden darkness as your eyes flashed menacingly. You won’t take another threat from her again. You loudly growled as you picked up your seat and hauled it over your head, now blinded with fury. The riot that you had started made it impossible for anyone to notice you gripping the seat tightly and threateningly. And you were waiting for a chance to throw the chair. Seeing an opening as she’s about to head out of the classroom, you leaned back and then put your whole strength in this one throw. Never will she threaten the people you care about, again. Then you leaned forward and swung your arms.

“I’m just going to take this.” Someone hummed beside you and you faltered as you tipped over because someone disturbed your center of balance. Blinking at the lack of throwing material in your hand, you shifted your eyes over to Karma who held your chair with a shake of his head. Then, you lowered your gaze at the arms wrapped around your torso. Slowly, you processed blue hair.

“Nagisa? Karma? What are you guys doing?” You asked as the doors to the classroom slid shut and the riot began to gradually die down.

Karma lowered his hands until the chair was just raised about an inch from the floor, before he said with disappointment laced in his voice, “Look at Nagisa-kun.” Then you drifted your gaze to the short male who still had his arms around you and you tensed at the sight. “I didn’t want you doing something you’ll regret.” Karma murmured. While he wasn’t a fan of this new teacher either, he didn’t like the look Nagisa had because of you, so he decided to stop you before you did anything drastic. Nagisa then pulled away and brought his hands up to lower yours, which were hanging in the air ghosting an action of you carrying your chair, as you continued to stare in his eyes.

“Don’t… That’s too far.” Nagisa whispered and the fury that formed when Irina insulted your classmates and friends dissipated to guilt. You felt guilty because you saw how Nagisa’s eyes were full of concern at how you were acting. Had you truly gone far? But this wasn’t any different than the times you had acted. You were just being your protective self. Then you glanced over at the chair in Karma’s hands and you realized what you were about to do. You were going to throw a blunt object at her. That could’ve caused a concussion or even death. But… that’s not wrong since you wanted to protect your friends, right?

“I’m sorry…” You only whispered back as you stepped away from your best friend. Silently, you took the chair in Karma’s hands and then settled it back in the right spot. Then with your gaze just blankly ahead, you made your way to the front of the classroom. Picking up the textbooks on the floor, you locked your eyes on the scratch at the board. It was small but obviously a lot of force was put in that throw, and you didn’t even realize it. Taking in a deep breath, you walked back to your seat. Maybe… you have gone too far.

~*~*~*~

“Korosensei, can I speak with you for a bit?” You asked carefully as you approached him while he lounged in his chair with his tentacles darting around making questions. Your teacher looked up at you, curiosity on his face as he nodded. Wringing your hands carefully, you asked him, “Is it wrong to hurt someone else when you just wanted to help your friend?”

Korosensei stopped everything that he’s doing and a burst of air fluttered your hair back, as the air that whipped up due to Korosensei’s speed finally caught up. He gestured for you to explain, and so you did. You told him how Nagisa had looked at you before Irina ran out and how it made you wonder if what you’re doing was right. If hurting others when they had hurt your friends was the right mindset for you to work on. You even added your own thoughts about the situation and your teacher nodded at every word.

“If I may ask, why do you protect? What makes you become so angry and violent when someone you care about gets hurt. The deeper reason as to why you go through such lengths.” He had said after you were done and you glanced down at your hands. Your expression was unreadable as you continued your stare for over a minute, and you wondered if you should tell him.

Only Nagisa knew why you were willing to hurt someone for your loved ones, not even your family members knew why. It was something that you only shared with him because you trusted him so much. He was the one who always stood by you after all. But Korosensei was someone you’ve met at the beginning of the semester. He didn’t know you as much as Nagisa did, and yet you felt like you could trust him. That said you took a deep breath before leaning on the table.

“When I was a kid, I had a close friend. He was… my very first friend even before Nagisa. We met at a playground and became incredibly close that I made sure to stop by there every day so I could play with him, and he was always there.” Smiling at that thought, your smile suddenly grew somber as you remembered more. “Well one day, when I went there like usual I… I saw him getting beaten up brutally. There were bullies, people who were a lot bigger and a lot older than him and they weren’t showing him any mercy. He noticed me standing off to the side and told me to run. I didn’t of course, I wanted to help him. Then next thing I knew, I was being chased down.”

You paused in your story to take a deep breath, suddenly feeling the full emotions of what you felt that day. Confusion, worry, helplessness, guilt, you felt them all and you had to grip the table to keep yourself from collapsing. “I was at a neighborhood intersection the moment they caught up to me. They grabbed my hair and pulled me down. They were about to throw their punches at me, but then my friend came all bloodied up and just stood over me, protecting me. Then they killed him… They just slammed him against the wall and he just died like that, slumped over. That’s when someone from the neighborhood came over, hearing the noise.”

You choked, your throat tightened and you felt like crying. It’s been over half your life since it happened, but you just can’t forget. Everytime you look at your loved ones, you just remember the little things from that time, thinking that it’s them in his place. But you tried to cover it with a smile and you just told yourself it’ll never happen again so long as you try your hardest to save and protect your loved ones, even if it means breaking a few bones and seeing blood spill… But now you’re not so sure.

“What’s worse, those bullies, they didn’t even have a reason to kill him. They just thought it would be fun to mess with him. That’s when I started thinking that since they don’t care if their victims get hurt, then why should I care if they get killed? But Nagisa… his face…”

“I see,” Korosensei hummed as he lightly wrapped a tentacle around your wrist. Bringing you closer, he used a tentacle and wiped a tear you didn’t even know you shed. Watching him through mildly blurry vision, you blinked in shock at how the tip of his tentacle swelled up. “Tears consist of water. Don’t say this to anybody, but I’m highly allergic to it. “Laughing at his attempt to cheer you up, you wiped away the tears. You then faced your teacher with an extremely small smile.

“Korosensei, did I take it too far when I hurt Terasaka, Muramatsu, and Yoshida?” You whispered and he gave you a pat on the head. You never really focused on the trio, not after they pulled Nagisa into that stupid plan, and not after you saw the bandages and casts. It made you think about what you’ve done to be honest.

“I have no right to say if you took it too far. After all, I threatened them in Mach 20 speed.” He noted and you fluttered out another laugh. “But, you have to know that they did what they did because that was the only thing they could do. They saw an innovative way to kill me and Nagisa just happened to be included in it. While it was wrong for them to do so, they didn’t know. They didn’t understand quite clearly, similarly as to how Irina-sensei doesn’t understand you all.”

You listened to his words, absorbing them and slowly thought back to your actions. You hurt Muramatsu’s leg, broke a rib from Yoshida, and totally busted Terasaka’s nose. Additionally, you almost gave your new teacher a concussion. Sighing, you realized just how brash you’ve been. But it was in the name of protecting, so it’s right, right?

“Protecting doesn’t mean that you have to hurt someone. It just means that you’re willing to do anything to keep them from harm. And while hurting someone is an alternative, there are many ways that you can protect someone. For example, you can shield them like what you did with Nagisa-kun, shelter them like you showed with Karma-kun. And, from what I heard, you can stand up for and with them like you did before this semester began.” Korosensei said to you, as if knowing what you were thinking, and you slowly began to nod.

He’s right; there are various ways that you could protect them. You don’t have to necessarily throw punches or beat someone up. While it’s a way to guarantee that they won’t cause your loved ones harm anymore, you’re not exactly thinking when you do so.

Nibbling on your lower lip, you said to your teacher, “I… I think I want to kill you Sensei.” The way your teacher tensed and suddenly started sweating at your statement brought a large smile to your face, and you began to laugh whole-heartedly at him. “What I mean is you’re right. I understand now. I know what I have to do. I need to apologize first and then I think… I want to kill you.”

“While I’m happy that you realize the answer to your question, why do you want to kill me all of a sudden?” Your sensei asked nervously.

Your face scrunched together as you tried to comprehend the new ideas in your head, and said, “Since you plan on destroying Earth next year, I think I’m going to protect my friends from that by standing beside them and charging with everything I got. I… I’m not going to stand in front of them anymore, paving everything out of their way. I’m going to shield them and support them as they go to battle with you. And I think… that means I may have to draw a knife against you.”

Your teacher blinked, somehow understanding what you’re trying to say. While you’re still going to protect the ones you love, you’re going to try change your way of doing so. Your violence, it won’t be needed frequently. You’re going to attempt protect your loved ones the same way your friend had, by being there beside them.

A kind smile was suddenly on Korosensei’s face, understanding flooded his alien system. “I see. Then I suppose the only thing I can say is good luck. Your participation is very much welcome, no matter how small.” Then he placed a tentacle on your head. You felt two soft taps and you realize he was giving you a pat on the head.

“Sensei…” You whispered softly while casting your gaze to the ground. Despite your conclusions, you felt at odds. You want to help your friends; surely, you want to protect them. But would you really want to aim a gun at your teacher, your friend? Both parties mattered to you so much. Their pain would be yours… That being said, were you truly capable of hurting your teacher for your selfish goal?

Sensing your dilemma, Korosensei lightly chuckled as he moved to rub your hair. It almost felt fatherly… “(Y/N)-chan, take your time. You don’t have to aim to kill me tomorrow, or even the day after that. Whenever you find yourself able to face me with the eyes of an assassin, it won’t be too late. What matters is that your heart is behind the actions that you take.”

Feeling a small sense of relief, you sighed at the fact that you don’t have to hurt your friend… at least not yet. You can still mull it over. You can still decide if you really want to assassinate your teacher. Nodding to yourself, as if to remind yourself that waiting to assassinate was okay, you smiled warmly up to your teacher in gratitude, “Korosensei, thank you for this.”

“Anytime (Y/N)-chan. It’s not every day that I get to talk about killing to a junior high student. Oh wait, it is!” Korosensei then burst out laughing at his lame joke and you rolled your eyes, despite feeling amusement. Your worry was now gone and your mind was suddenly determined. Assassinating Sensei and saving your friends was now something you had to deeply think about, but first, you have something you needed to fix.

~*~*~*~

“S-sensei,” You stuttered as you called out for the blonde teacher, not exactly settling fast to addressing her without any taunts in your voice. Your teacher, in return to your calling, looked up in mild surprise as her expression shifted to wary. Immediately you felt the guilt you had when you looked at Nagisa and you quickly bowed, 90 degrees. “I’m sorry!” You shouted, and then your tone got softer. “I’m sorry for the things that I did. I shouldn’t have thrown those books at you. You… you just didn’t understand how much we care for Korosensei or how E-class is to us. I shouldn’t have been quick to hate you. You just focused on your job, like what a pro assassin should.” You said as you felt your hands go clammy.

This was the first time you ever apologized to anyone you had hated before and it was a new experience to you. It made you apprehensive and actually nervous for their response. Because who in their right human mind would accept someone’s apology after you nearly killed them? No one, not that you know of, and that got your heart pounding in anxiousness. Would you be able to right your wrong?

“D-don’t go apologizing to me. If anything, I-I should be apologizing to you.” Your teacher said after a moment of silence and you quickly straightened your posture. Seeing her nervously intertwine her hands together, you realized that, like you, she had no idea how to apologize to someone else she was previously in bad terms with. And honestly, this made this whole thing a lot easier for you. “I’m sorry about how I treated you and your classmates and for everything that I’ve done… I wasn’t being a teacher when I’m assigned here to be one and I a-apologize for that. Also I-.”

You immediately cut her off with an affectionate smile and she faltered at the sight, not used to seeing you so warm towards her. “Sensei, you and I are on the same boat.” You merely said and she blinked confusedly before her face settled on to realization. She finally grasped that both of you are pretty awkward about this whole apologizing thing, and you both burst into light giggles. “You don’t have to keep talking, Sensei. I accept your apology. But to show you how truly sincere I am…” You pulled out your phone and showed her your screen.

“W-wait, you still have that?” Irina stuttered at the sight of her in retro clothes, and you smiled before making a show of deleting the picture entirely. Her mouth dropped in surprise at your actions and you showed her your signature smile.

“This is my only way of showing you that I’m truly sorry. And it’s also my way of asking you if you could give me a second chance. I don’t want to pretend like today or yesterday never happened, but I do want to start a friendly relationship with you, Sensei. So what do you say?”

You didn’t take note of how incredibly cheesy your words were, but your teacher definitely did as she glanced to the side. Twiddling with her thumbs, she said, “What’s up with that… being so cheesy all of a sudden.” You laughed at her reaction and then outstretched your hand, silently hoping that she would take it. Your teacher just stared at it in surprise, before hesitantly reaching out for it. The moment she clasped your hand, happiness replaced the hate that you had for this teacher and you found yourself smiling bigger than before.

You even began to beam up at her with kindness as you said, “Good afternoon, Irina-sensei.” The look of shock and happiness that formed on her face was enough to make you laugh again. Still keeping the smile you said, “My name’s (Y/N) (L/N). I’m looking forward to being a student in your class.”

“Likewise,” She mumbled, her voice holding the confidence that she showed you before. Then somehow, the two of you shared a mental bond and together the two of you walked down the hall to class, already laughing and talking as if you were always friendly with each other. And to the two of you, you were.

~Later that day~

“Terasaka, Yoshida, Muramatsu, I’m sorry!” You shouted as you performed a ninety degree bow. Your hands no longer felt sweaty, nor did you feel any hate inside as you talked to these three. After talking to Irina-sensei and Korosensei, you were more than happy to apologize. If they didn’t accept your apology, then that’s okay with you. It was your fault that your relationship between them was rocky. Like Korosensei had said, they didn’t understand. So everything was your fault because you were so quick to hurt. Straightening up to see their expressions, you were greeted with obvious shocked ones. Smiling apologetically at them, you just launched into your long apology and hoped that it wasn’t too late.

Facts about (Y/N):

1. She’ll stop at nothing for those she loves. (Revised: She will stop at nothing, but she vows this time to make sure that she’s protecting them correctly)

[mari-matsu]

Shelter Chapter 3

In which, Karma’s a Friend ~Karma Time~

You snapped awake the moment the door slid open and you were greeted with the sight of three of your friends, Kataoka, Isogai, and Maehara. Their chatter came to a close the moment they saw you, head laying on folded arms with an incredibly drowsy appearance, and they quickly approached you with a confused expression.

“(Y/N), what are you doing here?” Kataoka said as she carefully shook your shoulder, seeing as how you’re about to slip into sleep again, and you slowly lifted your head. Languidly, you stared at each of their faces before shifting your expression into mild befuddlement. You have yet to speak. “Do you know what time it is?” You shook your head at a snail's pace.

 Isogai furrowed his brows, “It’s about seven in the morning. School’s just barely starting.” He expectantly waited for you to react with either surprise at the early time, or at least your soft smile, but all you did was blink owlishly as you burrowed your head back in your arms. The three of them then exchanged a worried glance, not used to seeing you so lethargic.

 “Hey, (Y/N),” Maehara quickly said before bending down to your neck and puffing out a warm breath. The action would surely give everyone else a shock, since it was skin tingling inducing, but you didn’t respond. You had just waved a hand to dismiss it before you let it fall limp on the desk. Frowning, Maehara then started to poke you at your side, your head, your arm, as he hoped for some result. Absolutely nothing greeted them back.

 They stood with anxious stances as they watched you doze off again. The three had no idea what to do with you. They had no idea if you were melancholic, or if you were giving them a silent treatment, but they were quite concerned at your lack of positive energy. They can clearly see that you were being sluggish, but beyond that, they had no idea.

 “Oh, hold on.” Kataoka dug around in her bag and Isogai and Maehara observed with wondering eyes. Maehara was still poking you. She pulled out some bread wrapped in plastic- the fantastic flaky kind that had the sweet fruity after taste- and grinned brilliantly. “(Y/N), I got a piece of bread here. It’s all yours if you answer our questions.” Your figure visibly stiffened. Then slowly, as if you were a tiny animal checking to see if the area was safe, you peeked from under your hair at the food waiting for you. You quietly accepted it and peeled off the wrapping as you muttered out thanks. The trio laughed at how easily persuaded you were. “So, (Y/N), why are you here so early in the morning?”

 You straightened in your seat as you munched on the bread again, taking a moment to relish in the crisp texture. It was delicious. Warm, and soft. With a hint of a pineapple. Very good...“I woke up at the wrong time.” You answered curtly before taking another bite, head full of thoughts about what a delicious piece of bread you were currently having.

 “Wait,” Maehara held back a snicker, “You came to school at the wrong time?” A laugh was threatening to burst through his lips and Isogai nudged him on the side, a look telling him to stop was on his face. Maehara just ignored the gesture from his best friend and smirked. “Can you explain to us what you meant by waking up at the wrong time.”

 You didn’t question why he put emphasis on those certain words, but you answered back evenly. “I woke up, thought I was late, and left for school. I didn’t notice it was dark. When I got here, I finally noticed…” You trailed off and then took another bite of the pastry. Feeling a bit of energy from eating the food, you finished with, “I didn’t want to go back so I slept here.”You remained quiet as you nibbled on the bread. Good bread.

 Isogai and Kataoka blinked, stunned, at you while their playboy of a friend released a boisterous laugh. He knew it. He had suspected of it before you answered, but he still found the whole thing funny. Maehara continued his bouts of laughter before it gradually died down when he saw the look you were giving him. It wasn’t that it was an angry one, but the look you had on your face was – in a way – pitiful. Your brows were creased together and the corners of your lips turned down by the slightest bit. You had paused in your eating to give him this sad stare while your fingers just lightly held the nearly finished bread.

 Maehara raised a brow as your stare never faltered. “What?” He murmured as his eyes flashed to both Isogai and Kataoka for a silent question. He didn’t understand why you were looking at him like that. After a long minute of staring, you brought your hand up to resume your chewing.

 “Your laugh is nice, but you’re loud. Shush, please.” Then you finished off the last bit of the pastry before slumping in your seat once again, energy drained. "Good bread..." You whispered once before dozing off once more.

 Maehara, taken aback at your comment, gaped as he glanced from you to his best friend, as if asking him what just happened. Isogai only shrugged in response while Kataoka stifled a laugh. Giving him a pat on the shoulder, she said, “Maybe you should give her some space since you’re apparently too loud.” Then she shuffled away to her desk, ready to start preparing the classroom for the day.

 Isogai followed after her, but not before slipping off his blazer. Being the gentleman he was, he draped the article of clothing over your shoulders and then left you to your dreams. To him, he thought you looked cold in only your uniform. As if noticing the action, you mumbled out in your sleep, “Thank you,” before slurring off into a jumble of mess. The male class representative only smiled warmly in response.

 Maehara stayed behind, watching you with something akin to curiosity. You were always smiling and just being straight out polite to him, so he was quite surprised when you bluntly and yet indirectly told him to shut up. It was a side of you that he hasn’t seen yet, so naturally he was curious. He continued to gaze at you as you peacefully slumbered, kind of content to just spend his morning looking over you, but when a teasing remark came from Kataoka, the playboy slipped away with a retort. Unbeknownst to him, a small smile had formed on his lips.

  Facts about (Y/N):

 4. Her behavior in the morning is blunt and rather spacey. Her vocabulary is even limited as she chooses to say simple sentences for she is too tired to do anything.

   ~*~*~*~

  “One, two, three, four,” You and your class chanted as you shifted your foot and swung your arm, your actions becoming smooth since this was something you already learned from one of your self-defense teachers. “Five, six, seven, eight,” Gradually, you immersed yourself in the movement as the rubber knife in your hand easily cut through the air.

 “Practice swinging your knives from all eight directions,” Your new Physical Ed teacher, Karasuma-sensei, said with his voice filled with authority and your chants grew louder. Eyeing your new teacher, a small smile flitted to your face as respect formed in your heart. While he instructed, you were quite impressed with the amount of knowledge he had in regard to assassination. While you weren’t going to actually use any of the assassination tips he mentioned during class, you were attentive when he mentioned combat. You could possibly pick something up and use it to protect those that you love.

 You paused in your fluid motions when you realized that everybody else in your class had stopped. It was because Sugaya had directed the conversation to yesterday, in which they regale about how wonderful it was to have a human teacher. He had mentioned how Korosensei’s physical abilities far surpassed you and your classmates, and Sugino made a point to remind him about what happened last PE session.

 Catching up to the sidetracked conversation, you inputted, “But your cat’s cradle was good! I at least learned from that.” The class sweat dropped at your words while Rio continued by saying how he’s in another level of his own. Sugino followed afterwards by commenting how he preferred a human PE teacher. Oh how your friends are burning your teacher right now.

 Flashing Korosensei an apologetic look, you finally noticed that he had move on to the sandbox. Furthermore, you saw how he was pining in the box, a pitiful husk of an octopus as he meekly played with the sand.

 “But is there any point to all this training, Karasuma-sensei?” Maehara, who for some reason had kept poking you when you woke up this morning, asked. “And should we be doing it right under our target’s nose?”

 Karasuma-sensei’s gaze was strict as he responded with, “Assassination follows the same principle as studying: drill the basics and they’ll serve you well.” Well he’s right with that in regards to self-defense too. So long as you remember the basic things your teacher told you, it’ll carry you for a long time. “Isogai-kun, Maehara-kun, step forward,” When the duo did what was told of them, your teacher then said, “Try to strike me with those knives. If you do, the whole class can go home. ”

 Your face jumped to amazement. Both of them, together? Well you didn’t really doubt your PE teacher’s abilities in combat. Since he was part of the Military Defense, he can surely handle himself. And you were completely right as he deflected every attempt. Even when Isogai and Maehara charged at him simultaneously, he was able to flip them and remain unscathed. The respect you had for this teacher grew, especially since you noticed that he didn’t necessarily attack back and had only focused on redirecting their attacks. Awe suddenly danced in your eyes at how he didn’t hurt them during that exchange.

 “Once the whole class is capable of hitting me, your chance of success will increase dramatically.” Karasuma-sensei noted as he adjusted his tie and your smile turned into a beam. “During PE, I’ll be teaching you stabbing, shooting, and the other basics of assassination. That’s all for today.” Then you and your whole class bowed as you all thanked him politely for the lesson.

 A bubble of excitement burst inside you and you can’t wipe off the large grin on your face. Although he was planning on teaching you assassination tips, you were incredibly excited for the lessons, mainly because, you could learn more about self-defense and combat from watching Karasuma-sensei. And that definitely had you pumped for the next PE period.

 The bell rang in the distance and you pulled yourself out of your thoughts to skip back to class. You stopped however, when you caught sight of Sugino and Nagisa, and you quickly made your way to them. “A quiz in sixth period, eh?” Sugino seemed to complain and you made your presence known by bumping your shoulder with his, a teasing smile on your face.

 “What’s wrong, Sugino? Didn’t study for it?” Your voice was light as you delivered the tease and his expression flustered. He quickly recovered however, and he lightly returned the bump as red crawled up his neck.

 “Please, I know I’m going to pass.” He smoothly countered back, but on the inside he was panicking. Panicking at the quiz, and panicking at how he and you made contact. Sugino still hadn’t gotten over the emotions he felt yesterday and was practically up last night trying to sort through it. It was the main reason why he couldn’t study or sleep at all. You and his conflicting emotions had kept him busy.

 “Shame we didn’t get to go home after all.” Nagisa had said right after and you agreed, sharing his sentiments. You kinda wanted some more time to sleep since you had spent this morning dazed. So dazed that you had forgotten to give Isogai his blazer back until it was an hour after you woke up.

 You were about to open your mouth to share your thoughts about wanting a time to nap, when Nagisa halted. Sugino and you paused soon after him, and you passed Nagisa a confused look before directing your attention to what caught his mind in the first place. Immediately, your mind blanked.

 “Hey, Nagisa-kun. Oh and (Y/N)-chan too. It’s been a while.” The familiar voice you had heard just about a year ago reached your ears. Mercury eyes met yours and you feel your body relaxing into nostalgia as a warm smile graced your lips. So many thoughts scrambled in your head and you were itching to say something, anything to welcome this friend back from his suspension. And you were about to, until he moved down the hill with a bounce in his step.

 “Karma-kun, you’re back.” Nagisa mumbled as Karma brushed by him and you felt that warmth in your smile wane into a worried one. You instantly remembered the reason why he was suspended in the first place and your heart constricted when you realized the intentions in his mind. Concerned, you drifted your eyes to Korosensei who only waited with a big smile.

 “Oh,” Karma said after making his way through the crowd, “So this is the infamous Korosensei. Whoa, he really does look like an octopus.”He seemed to sing as he settled himself in front of the yellow octopus-like creature.

 “Karma… No,” You mildly whispered as you watched the exchange happen between your friend and your teacher. You saw how Karma had tilted his head in a friendly manner and the easy-going smile etched on his face. He had stuck a hand out in what looked to you as greeting and you shook your head at the sight. “Karma…” You had uttered when all of a sudden Korosensei’s tentacle exploded as he gripped Karma’s hand. You had an inkling that something like that would happen.

 “(Y/N), you know Karma?” Sugino had asked as he leaned down to whisper to you. The blush was creeping up his neck at the close proximity with you as you only nodded your head. It came as a surprise to the baseball lover, since he didn’t understand how you could’ve formed a friendship with the red-head, seeing as how you were in an A-class when Karma was stuck at a lower rank in D in the prior years.

 “Karma became friends with Nagisa so he started hanging out with him after school. We became friends soon after since we saw each other frequently.” You elaborated somewhat vaguely and a small, sad frown appeared on your visage when you saw Karma approach the now angry and red sensei.

 You knew what caused Karma to be suspended and furthermore casted into E-class. It was because, like you, he was punished for taking the side of an E-student. You weren’t there when it happened, but you heard of the event a few weeks before yours. You couldn't believe that students were bullying the lower ranks at the time, but now you were aware. And with that knowledge, you knew that Karma was annoyed by the students in the main building, but he was specifically peeved by the teachers in this school. This had you worried because Korosensei wasn’t like the prejudiced teachers in the main building. And you knew that Karma was treating him like he was one. You tightened your hands and worriedly bit your lower lip when you saw him taunt Korosensei.

 “You know, Karma would be great for the assassination mission. He even hurt Korosensei, that’s the first anyone had done it.” Sugino commented, just for conversation, but you took it whole-heartedly. Karma was on a whole other level in regards to fighting abilities. He’ll have the most success on killing Korosensei out of the rest of your class.

 “That’s why I’m so worried.” Your voice came out like a wisp but Sugino had heard it. His eyes drifted to your expression and for the first time, your visage was plainly grief. Not concern or the kind one he saw from you. This was just full on sorrow and he doesn’t like your expression one bit.

  ~*~*~*~

  You found yourself looking away from the paper on your desk to the male sitting to your right. You couldn’t help it, your attention was just naturally gravitating to him as the worry stacked up inside. You wanted to talk to Karma about Korosensei, but you weren’t allowed to speak since a test was being conducted. However, when the group in front began to whisper because Korosensei wouldn’t stop squishing his tentacles, you gathered up your courage and tapped Karma’s shoulder.

 “(Y/N)-chan~ how long has it been, months? It’s nice to see you again,” He said in his smooth voice and you swallowed down every other thought you had wanted to say to him. Like, how it was great to see him again too, or if he did anything new during his suspension, or if he had wanted to hang out after school again.

 You pushed all of those away as you rather abruptly said, “Karma, Korosensei is different. He’s not like your other teachers. He care for us, talks to us, and really sides with us. And furthermore he doesn’t-.”

 A chuckle could be heard from the male and you paused in your words to see him lean leisurely back. “I haven’t seen you in months and that’s the first thing you tell me?” You weren’t impacted by his words as you eyed the dark expression that took over his so-called innocent smile. Turning to hold your gaze, he said, “You know, that makes me jealous. How come a worthless and dying teacher became more important than your friend?”

 You knew that it was his detest talking, so you didn’t take his words to heart. But you did retort back with, “I’m serious. You know that I hate the bullies in the main building, teachers included, but trust me when I say that Korosensei is-.”

 In a flash his finger was on your lips to prevent you from talking. You didn’t display shock or any emotion since you were quite accustomed to Karma’s sudden actions. You already linked it to him being him so you just ignored how he didn’t care for your space, before swinging your arm to remove his finger. You then said with a tiny frown, “Karma, could you just listen to me?”

 “(Y/N)-chan, no noise during a test,” Korosensei had shouted upon hearing your words, “You’re lucky I haven’t done you in for cheating!”The same small frown you’ve been making today pulled on your face, and you silently watched as Karma gave you a saccharine smile. You only shook your head as if telling him that your conversation wasn’t over.

 Karma didn’t respond to that but he piped up with, “Sorry, Korosensei. I’ve already finished, so I’ll just sit here quietly and eat my gelato.” Tensing in your seat, you took notice of how this is the gelato that Korosensei had gotten yesterday. You knew that he had it because he proudly showed it you, seeing as how you're another food enthusiast, during your detention yesterday. He had mentioned that it was created all the way in Europe, and you were quite jealous that he owned a finely crafted gelato... but now that gelato was in the hands of your impish friend.

 “Oh, sorry! It was just chilling in the staff room so I took it.” You mentally noted the insincere apology Karma made and your mind sent warning signals, knowing full well what’s going to happen next as the teacher explained the pain he had to go through to keep the gelato chilled nicely. “That so,” Karma hummed in a sadistic way, “Well, whaddya gonna do about it? Hit me?” then he licked the cool treat to irritate Korosensei.

 “I will not! I’ll just have what’s left!”Korosensei said, his face red, as he approached your direction. “Come now, hand it ov-.”He stopped when the tentacles on his feet exploded in yellow goo. Your teacher seemed to realize what happened as he mumbled out, “Anti-Teacher pellets!” Then the whiz of three pellets sailing in the air reached your ears and you saw Karma with a gun loosely in his grip.

 “Gotcha again,” He teased and he gingerly got up from his seat to approach the teacher slowly. With his gun pointed accurately at Korosensei, he said, “I’ll just keep using the same old tricks. I don’t even care if it interferes with class. If you don’t like it, feel free to kill me or anyone else here. But the instant you do,” Karma pulled back his arm and then shoved the gelato on Korosensei’s clothes. Your eyes narrowed at the sight and you felt torn. While Karma was your friend, so was Korosensei. And you didn’t particularly like the attitude Karma was showing. Balling your hand, you deeply frowned as Karma said, “no one’ll see you as a teacher anymore.”

 “Karma,” Your voice rose from the back, “That’s enough.” You won’t show any violence to him, but you will act with words. Karma, in return to your speaking up, glanced over his shoulder with a wicked smile.

 “Come on, (Y/N). Wouldn’t it be fun to see his identity as a teacher be killed by me?” Karma asked and you shook your head. No, it wouldn’t be fun to see the teacher and friend that you respect and admire be treated like so. Your friend shrugged at your response before carelessly throwing his quiz in the air. “Here’s my quiz, probably got ‘em all right. See ya, Sensei. Let’s play some more tomorrow.” Then the door slid shut behind him and you clambered up from your seat.

 “Korosensei, here’s my quiz. If you don’t mind, can I leave for a moment?” You asked and he reluctantly nodded before dabbing at the stain on his clothes. Oh, even though you classified Karma as your best friend, you were going to have a serious talk about this with him. Racing out of the classroom, you zeroed in the on the black blazer Karma was wearing and tromped after him. “Karma, please, don’t think of Korosensei like this.” While you didn’t mind the assassination attempts, you were heavily bothered by how he saw your teacher incorrectly. Korosensei was undeserving of being grouped with the teachers in the main building.

 Karma glanced over his shoulder at you and you placed a hand on his shoulder to get him to turn around. But then the next thing you know, your back harshly connected with the wooden wall of the shed and Karma was smiling too kindly down at you. “(Y/N)-chan,” He had started off sweetly as he flattened his palms on either side of you. “You and I both know that the teachers here only care about grades and evaluations. This creature is just like them~.”

 You denied his words and steely stared up at him. Bringing an arm up to swat him away, you growled, “Like I said, he’s different. You should be able to tell since I’m siding with him.” Then you shove him away and Karma teetered back with a smirk. He laughed loudly in the air at your claim before bringing up a sadistic smile.

 “Is that so, (Y/N)-chan?” He breathed out and you nodded confidently back at him.

 “You’ll see tomorrow. Korosensei isn’t like those idiots.” Karma smiled, unconvinced, and you sucked in a deep breath. Still holding his gaze strongly, you said, “And I’m willing to bet on this. If you win, whatever you want, I’ll do it. But once you realize otherwise tomorrow, you’ll have to promise me one thing. You have to vow that Korosensei is a teacher in your eyes.”

 Your conditions were simple, and you didn’t mind that you were giving out your will. You had faith that by the end of tomorrow, Korosensei would show him that he cares for him and that would hopefully change Karma’s way of thinking. The red-head showcased a smirk as he said, “Interesting. Well then, I’ll take up this bet, (Y/N)-chan. Until tomorrow,” Then he lightly patted your hair before disappearing down the dirt path.

 You remained standing, feeling your heart beat thud in a determined manner from the adrenaline, before turning on your heels back to the classroom. You were so ready to win this bet.

  ~*~*~*~

  You heard the distinct noise of a sharp object digging through something squishy, and you brought your eyes up from your book to the front of the classroom. Karma had stuck a utensil straight through the head of an octopus and you held back a frown at the messy sight. The sadistic red-head then made his way down the row of desks before stopping next to his, “Don’t forget the bet~.” He smiled just as a tense silence covered the class. You only nodded, resolute, as he took his seat.

 “Good morning!” Korosensei greeted everyone and you were the only one who greeted him back. Everyone was on edge because of the octopus Karma had struck. Your teacher took note of the atmosphere in the room as he asked everyone, “What’s the matter, cla-.” He stopped short upon seeing the slimy atrocity on his desk.

 “Whoops, my bad!” Karma began his taunting. “I killed that creature thinking it was you. Bring it over here, I’ll dispose of it.” Your teacher obeyed his words and you glanced at the knife bouncing behind Karma’s back. You weren’t tensed, you were confident of your teacher’s ability. So when your teacher brought his tentacles into drills, your warm smile settled on your lips.

 “Now, now, Karma-kun. Allow me to show you the power of these drill tentacles and this missile I filched from the Self-Defense force!” You took great pleasure at the dumbstruck face on Karma’s pale face, as your teacher used the ingredients he brought to whip up a fresh batch of Takoyaki. You couldn’t resist the little laugh you made when Korosensei fed Karma one of the octopus balls.

 “I could tell by your pallor that you hadn’t eaten breakfast, you see. So I whipped up a batch of Takoyaki at Mach 20 speed. With these you’ll be well on your way to being nice and healthy. Now, open wide!” Karma darted his mercury eyes to you and you responded with a confident smile of your own. Yesterday, during detention as Korosensei woefully ate another gelato you personally bought for him, you proposed that he should take care of Karma with the best of his abilities. And you were pleased when Korosensei did just that and more.

 Korosensei extended his plate of Takoyaki to you, and you gratefully took some as he said, “My job is to tend things, to take care of them. So keep trying your hardest to kill me today. Everytime you do, I’ll take care of you. By the end of the day, your body and mind will be polished to sparkling.” And simultaneously, you will come to respect Korosensei, you mentally added.

 As Korosensei retreated back to the front to begin his math lesson, you leaned over to Karma with a pleasant smile. Bringing a Takoyaki to his lips, you teased him with, “Don’t forget the bet~ Karma-kun.” The addition of the suffix was meant to bring your teasing to a maximum, and Karma responded with a click of his tongue in annoyance as he turned away from the Takoyaki. You just grinned at his reaction before eating it yourself.

 For the rest of the day, Karma continued in his assassination attempts and each and every time, you were grinning in amusement. From the manicured nails, to the frilly apron, and to the hair touch-up, you were just brimming in delight. Even during Home Ec, you couldn’t stop your laugh as you went around tasting and configuring people’s batches, since you were quite good with cooking and they had asked for your assistance. And every assassination he made, you noticed the irritation that built up in Karma.

  ~Later that day~

  “Karma, did you realize it yet?” You asked him as you dangled your legs over the cliff. He didn’t respond to your question as he irritably chewed on his fingernail. A smile was on your face as you told him, “What’d I tell you? He’s different, isn’t he?” Now, you weren’t one to gloat, but you were so glad that Korosensei was doing everything in his power to show Karma that he truly cared.

 “Karma-kun, don’t sweat it.” Nagisa’s voice came from behind you and you watched Karma stop biting his fingernail, only to gaze blankly in front of him. “We’ll all do it together. Once Korosensei has his eye on you, you can’t kill him by yourself. No matter the method. He’s not like other teachers.”

 “Teachers, eh?” Karma mumbled lowly and your smile turned brighter since you thought he finally came to the right conclusion.

 “Karma-kun,” Korosensei had said as he approached your little forming group, “I’ve certainly taken good care of you today, haven’t I? You can still try to kill me, you know. I’ll polish you up even shinier.” He had commented as his confidence boosted with the green stripes on his face.

 Nudging Karma on the shoulder, you asked him if he was ready to announce his defeat in the bet. But he stood up carefully on the branch outstretched to the side, and said, “Not yet, (Y/N). I have to make sure… You are a teacher, right?” Korosensei nodded without a thought, but a growing sense of dread locked in your stomach and you slowly stood up. “And you would, say, risk your life to protect one of your students?” Your teacher had agreed instantly, but your eyes widened and the victorious smile you had on your face slipped away. Karma wouldn’t…“Okay, good. Then I can kill you.”

 Your suspicions were confirmed as Karma took a step into the air. He planned on committing suicide. Sudden fear sprouted in your heart and you instantly dove after him as you screamed out, “KARMA!” You didn’t care that you jumped off a cliff, or how the ground was coming at you faster and faster. You only focused your attention on Karma and how he was practically slipping from your fingers.

 Karma, who had a triumphant smirk and gun aimed directly in front of him as he fell, became confused when he saw you, you with your hand outstretched trying to reach for his arm. He had thought that Korosensei would be coming after him, but here you were in front of him with the most grief-stricken face he ever saw on you. The laugh that was about to stream out from his lips halted as you somehow tightly wound your arms around him. And Karma felt this confusion turn to realization. You were falling to your demise with him.

 Your eyes were shut tightly closed as your heart hammered again. You had acted impulsively, thinking that you could save him, but you come to realize that you won’t be able to save him in midair. You couldn’t toss him back meters into the air, nor could you find something to cushion your landing, so you did the next best thing. You flipped your position and made it so that the moment the two of you ever landed, you would take most of the impact.

 Karma could see the tops of the trees coming straight at him and the gun in his hand wasn’t aimed at anything anymore. He was just surprised, surprised that you jumped after him and how you’re so willing to take the force of the fall. Then, like the rumor of how your life flashes in front of you before you die, Karma saw everything that lead up to this moment.

 He saw the moment he saved that E-student from being bullied, the time his previous teacher berated him for doing so. Karma can remember seeing him rot and die in front of his eyes, but then he recalled how Korosensei was very much alive. Karma remembered trying his very hardest to kill him, because in his eyes he hasn’t died yet. He briefly looked down to you, your eyes still closed as you braced for impact, and he realized that you were right. Korosensei was different. Then since you were right about that, he hoped that you were right about Korosensei caring. Because right now, as your hold on him tightened, Karma wished for you to live.

 Karma’s mercury irises widened when he saw yellow flash by his eyes. Right before the two of you hit the ground in what would be a gruesome death, your back hit something soft and you warily opened an eye at the anticlimactic landing. Upon opening your eyes, you saw Karma’s face unbelievably close with yours. Immediately, you search for a pained expression on his face but was greeted with absolutely nothing. While you observed him, Karma’s line of sight wasn’t focused on you, but instead at the yellow and unbelievably sticky web of tentacles underneath.

 “Karma-kun, splendid job on the premeditated assassination attempt starring yourself, featuring (Y/N)-chan,” Korosensei’s voice spoke from below you and your eyes fully snapped to attention when you realized you’ve been saved by your teacher. Your body smoothed down to relief and you drop your arms from Karma’s torso, so grateful that your teacher had saved the two of you. “If I saved you at Mach speed, your body wouldn’t have been able to take it and if I’d moved slowly, I’d have been hit. So I tried for a stickier approach.”

 That’s when you observed that you couldn’t move at all. You blinked, upon finally noticing, how close you were to your friend and a laugh bubbled out of your system, mainly out of disbelief, relief, and because the situation you were in was hilarious. “Thank you, Korosensei.” You politely said. After all, he did save you and Karma.

 Karma recovered from his surprise, and he struggled to move his arms, it did nothing to his current situation, but it did make you laugh harder. It’s useless. No one can get out unless Korosensei plucked you off himself. “Damn, what can’t these tentacles do?!” Karma grumbled and Korosensei laughed with you.

 “You can’t shoot me now!” Korosensei boasted as he popped through a space in the web, “Oh and for the record: Letting you die is not an option for me, and (Y/N)-chan’s as well. Feel free to take a leap of faith anytime you like.”

 “We’ll both be there to save you.” You added in after and you finally showed a kind smile, a smile that radiated warmth and protection, to your friend. Seeing his face relaxed into a resolved one didn’t induce a triumphant or confident smile from you. Instead, you finally showed him what you always gave everybody you cared for, a brilliant and content smile.

 Karma blinked at the warmth you’re now giving him and he observed your features. How the setting sun’s rays hit your skin and illuminated you in a heavenly way, how your eyes were just shining with happiness, and how even though the two of you were in a sticky position, you didn’t care as your smile showed your true emotions. All those little things Karma could see from you induced him to make a real smile with nothing hidden underneath it. Karma then huffed out a breath before resting his head down on your shoulder. “You were right. He’s a teacher in my eyes.”

 You didn’t mind the innocent yet intimate action Karma just made, or how he was just laying right on top of you. All you could think of was that Karma finally accepted Korosensei. Your smile turned into a grin and you whispered quietly as you gazed up at the golden sky, “I guess this means I won the bet.”

  ~Later~

  “That was a lot crazier than you made it seem, Karma-kun. And (Y/N)-chan, this is the second time you did something that could have lead to your death.” Nagisa had said before giving you a small pout.

 You rubbed the back of your neck sheepishly before you and Karma both said, “Eh, no biggie.” Then you giggled at the simultaneous response as Karma told him it was the only thing he could think of at the moment. Korosensei then rebutted cockily as he explained that he still had many ways to pamper the red head. Laughing at the expressions Karma and Nagisa made, you watched as Karma got up to his feet. “Oh, I’ll kill you. Maybe even tomorrow.”

 Korosensei’s face turned scarlet as he said, “A healthy bloodlust, looks like you don’t need any more of my special care.” And you were content with the mildly murderous way Karma had said his sentence. Because this time, it really was just a healthy bloodlust. The hate he had directed to Korosensei was no longer behind those threatening words, and you smiled at how Karma was looking at your teacher in a new light.

 “Let’s head on back, Nagisa-kun, (Y/N)-chan. We can eat on the way.” Karma had said as he bounced a purse in his hands. Your eyes glinted in joy at the thought of food and you scrambled to your feet, so happy that your detention days ended yesterday.

 Korosensei wasn’t as happy as you are, for his face turned shock when he saw the purse. “Hey! That’s my purse!” He shouted in realization and you freely laughed out loud.

 “And who left it in the staff room, unattended?” Korosensei didn’t respond to it, but he did demand for Karma to give it back. And when Karma did so, Korosensei expectantly opened it and found to his dismay that it was completely empty. When asked about it, Karma replied with a smirk, “There wasn’t much in there to begin with. Call it a donation.”

 Korosensei seemed to flip out over his words and proceeded to shout in disbelief at him. You quickly silenced his outcries however by saying, “Sensei, just think of it as payback for the gelato I gave you yesterday.” Your teacher seemed to halt upon your words and a melancholic and reluctant look passed over his features. His complaints were no more and you, Karma, and Nagisa laughed at him before turning away to head down the mountain.

 Well, you did fall back a little bit and quickly handed your teacher something. “Hopefully this will help,” You winked, and then you ran to catch up with your two best friends and Korosensei cried happy tears at the sight of his money returned back to him. You weren’t as slick as Karma, but you have at least the stealth needed to reach in his pocket to get the coins back. Besides, you were already set on paying for whatever your two friends wanted. It was, to you, a day that needed to be celebrated with no limits.

  Facts about (Y/N):

 5. She doesn’t take it lightly when the people she cares about are seen in a bad light.

 6. (Bonus) She doesn’t think much about physical contact.

   ~Bonus~

During Home Ec:

 Your eyes gleamed with hilarity at the frilly apron Korosensei donned Karma in, and you didn’t resist the burst of giggles streaming out your lips. It was just hilarious to you to see your cool friend in such an embarrassing garb. Tearing your attention away from your seething redhead friend, you hummed in satisfaction at the soup in front of you.

 “It’s so good! You balanced the flavors really well and the potatoes are cooked nicely too! You guys will get an awesome grade for this!” You praised as you showed two thumbs up to both pairs in front of you. Kayano and Nagisa smiled, happy at the praise, as Kataoka and Maehara beamed at how you, the food enthusiast, accepted their dish. As they had a mini-celebration, you darted your hand forward and scooped out some soup from both groups into two separate bowls. Grinning, at your stealth you quickly dashed to your seat beside Isogai and Mimura.

 “(Y/N)-chan, where did you get that soup,” Isogai asked as you happily ate from Nagisa’s and Kayano’s and he had to suppress a happy chuckle at your delighted expression.

 As if on cue, the four you stole from exclaimed in surprise at how the amount of soup in their pots lowered, and you gave Isogai a wink before bringing a finger to your lips. “(Y/N)-chan!” You heard from that group and you quickly drank both soup before dashing away to safety behind Yada and Hinata, a playful and content grin on your lips.

[mari-matsu]

hey, did you know you could copy and paste the chapters for 'Shelter' from quotev to here?

I am aware lol. I can copy and paste but the main objective is to also revamp the story a little. So I’m sorry if I’m slow… but thank you for your patience!

[mari-matsu]

Hello! This is a continuation of the earlier message about Chiba being the person leaving messages to the reader, honestly I got side tracked(sweatdrops). Here are the main reasons why I typing to you...a) I have no quotev account. b) I forgot the password to my tumblr account so that is why I'm texting anonymously(I'm not allowed to use my phone for some time). c) I just want to say I look forward to your next stories if that'll ever happen. BTW I'm not sure if u can reply. U can call me as Pau

Hiiii lol I love everything about your ask. Haha I’m sorry to hear about your situation but hopefully you can see that I replied? But yeah I’m glad you enjoyed those scenes! I’m obviously trying to flesh out more with secret admirer so I can’t say who it is~ but maybeeeeee lol

[mari-matsu]

hey are you discontinuing shelter?

I have no plans on doing so. I just haven’t had the time to update… summer flew by really fast for me. For now I can’t make promises on updating but I am certainly not discontinuing it.

[mari-matsu]

Shelter: Chapter 2

        Sugino leaned to the side from behind a tree as he clenched the modified baseball tightly in his hand. “He makes a point of relaxing behind the school every day before homeroom after visiting Hawaii at Mach 20 to pick up a drink and a newspaper.” Looking back, he said, “Just as reported. Thanks Nagisa.” The bluenet nodded and you showed the baseball lover two quick thumbs up as both you and Nagisa wished him good luck. Your presence only needed for morale support.

        The male smiled confidently as he held the ball up. “You got it, that ten billion yen is mine!” Sugino then silently stepped out from his cover and he quickly formed his pitching position. Raising his left foot, Sugino mustered up his strength in his dominant hand before swinging and releasing the baseball. The ball injected with Anti-Teacher pellets sailed in a fast speed, a speed that had you impressed and gaping with wonder, and you thought that this assassination may work. In fact, you began to grip the back of Nagisa’s clothes in anticipation as you waited for the ball to make contact.

        It didn’t.

        “Good morning!” The positive voice of your teacher chimed behind you and a small smile settled on your lips as your two friends in front of you jumped in surprise. You should’ve known that he would avoid it. “Now, show me your best greeting! No mumbling, you hear?” He said with a tentacle to the side of his circular face. Sugino was flustered as he shifted his attention from the seat your teacher was just lounging in to the actual octopus.

        “Good morning, Korosensei!” You hummed jovially as Nagisa stuttered a similar greeting. The teacher, which you’ve now come to call him as Korosensei, began to analyze the baseball in his glove and you continued to beam happily. You haven’t told anyone yet, but you began to see this yellow creature as a friend that you respected deeply rather than another teacher. And honestly, that’s only because of what happened yesterday.

~Yesterday~

          “(Y/N)-chan, do you mind staying for a minute?” The yellow teacher, who was currently dubbed Korosensei by Kayano, beckoned you closer with a slithering tentacle. You blinked, a bit confused as to why, before saying a quick goodbye to your friends.

            “Bye (Y/N)-chan.” Nagisa responded lastly as he slung his bag over his head. “I’ll see you tomorrow then. Oh and please don’t hurt them.” He added after taking a step to the door. You knew what he was talking about and it surprised you to know that he would ask of you to do so, but then again this is your kind Nagisa you were talking about.

            Smiling softly, you said, “No promises,” But then he shot you a pleading look, one that crumbled your resolve and you reluctantly nodded. “I’ll try not to hurt them too much.” Nagisa still had this worried look in his face, but he unwillingly accepted your answer, knowing that this was the best you could promise. You didn't want to let Nagisa down, but you had a desire to hurt the three rebels after they roped him in a near-suicide mission. Turning on his heels slwoly, the door slid close behind the bluenet and you were alone with the teacher. “What did you want Sensei?” You asked as you climbed up on one desk.

            “It’s Korosensei now, okay?” He said and you nodded as you repeated your sentence with the correction. He grinned, “(Y/N)-chan do you remember what you told me before that grenade exploded?” Your face scrunched into a thoughtful one as you recalled your words. Nodding to him, Korosensei then began to organize the nameplates by your class’s seat order. “You told me, it’s okay I’ll protect them all. Those were some pretty cheesy yet heroic words.”

            Laughing, embarrassed, you waved your hands dismissively. “You looked a bit nervous. I thought it would calm your nerves if I told you that.” And you really did think so. You were uncertain if Korosensei would react during that time, so you decided to reassure him that even if he doesn’t do anything, you would’ve.

            “It did, Nyurfufufu~,” He had said along with his signature laugh. “Your passion to protect others is admirable. Do you mind telling me why you do that?”

            You didn’t hesitate to answer, “I do it because I care. I promised myself that I wouldn’t let anyone I love befall any danger. It’s my lifelong goal, similar to yours, I think.” At your words, Korosensei tilted his head to the side in a questioning manner and you elaborated with a smile. “In addition to being a teacher, you’re a guardian. You protected me with your old skin when there’s a possible chance you could’ve gotten hurt. You don’t want us, your students, to be in any danger either. So in a way, we both share the same goal, to protect those we care for.”

            Korosensei laughed again and he nodded at your words. You were correct. He did want to protect you all; it angered him if his students were in danger otherwise. He was quite surprised that you managed to understand his intentions, especially since this was the first time he actually showed a protective nature.

            As if understanding what he was thinking, you said, “It takes a protector to know a protector.” Korosensei nodded, connecting to your words. “Ah, Korosensei, do you mind if I leave now?” Your words brought his tentacles to stop working as he glanced up. You were staring out the window watching three familiar outlines as they huddled to the side, like they usually do when school ends. Korosensei seemed to mildly understand your intentions.

            “(Y/N)-chan, as a teacher and, as you mentioned, a protector, I will have to reprimand and stop you if you decide to hurt them." His words didn't deter you from your goal as you presented a smirk.

            "You can do that, but I'll still hurt them whether it'll be on school grounds or anywhere else." Sensing your resolve, Korosensei hummed in thought. You were certainly itching to fight despite the fact that he will get involved. With that in mind, he noted you to be very stubborn, and very dangerous when provoked. 

            "I see... then you are dismissed, but you must first tell me what I can do to get you to assassinate me.” He grinned, “After all it’s not fun unless the whole class participates.”

            You grinned at his words as you retrieved your bag. Swinging it on your back you cheerfully said, “Korosensei, you should already know. I have no intentions of harming you.” You quickly left afterwards, dashing for a spot to encounter those misfits. "Oh wait," You backtracked in the classroom for a split second to flash your teacher with a smile. Bowing, you continued with, "Thank you for saving me today. You're pretty cool Sensei." And then you were gone.

            Korosensei blinked after you, deeply in thought. You didn't even have to say it out loud, but Korosensei could feel your appreciation for him, as well as a respect. He earned your trust after knowing that he'll take care of your friends if you're unable to, and thus have managed to create a connection. Protector to protector. A kind of mutual friendship sprouted from the conversation, albeit small, and Korosensei knew that you were going to be different from your classmates, someone he'd have to approach from a different position. You were, after all, a student who didn't want to try to assassinate him. You were a person who admired his protective abilities, despite the fact that they could also be used in the wrong way.

            A scream could be heard from outside, and Korosensei left his thoughts to glance towards the window. It seems as if you've begun. Taking out a first aid kit, that was tucked conveniently underneath his garb, Korosensei moved to exit the classroom to take care of any damages you would make, which he knew you would do regardless of the disciplinary measures he could dish out on you. "Oh, what to do... what to do..."

~Present~

        “(Y/N)-chan,  don't forget you have detention after school for the whole week. Don’t think that your actions after school yesterday would be overlooked.” Korosensei noted after his confident boast and you silently took the punishment with a smile. It was a consequence you were prepared to handle. "Well then, should we head to class?" Korosensei suggested as he retreated to the rickety building, satisfied with your response. You quietly hopped forward to follow him when you suddenly caught Sugino’s discouraged face. You weren’t quite listening after your teacher popped up, so you had no idea what’s wrong with your friend, but you decided to comfort him.

        Planting a warm hand on Sugino’s shoulder you said, “Come on, you have plenty of time to perfect your assassination plan, but right now let’s go to class! I’ll give you one of the five puddings I brought today for lunch~.” You weren't sure to how to comfort people, but food always made you happy so you didn't hesitate to offer it to him in hopes it would have a similar effect. The baseball lover’s lips quirked upward a tiny bit at your effort and he chuckled before nodding. You then slid your hand down until you grabbed his wrist, and then proceeded to do the same to Nagisa. Holding the two of them, you skipped your way to class.

            “Now then, class. I have some business to take care of today, so if you’ll excuse me…” Korosensei said and you lifted your head from a scrap of paper you planned on folding into a tulip to see him open up a window. Isogai mumbled out his thoughts regarding the teacher's whereabouts and Korosensei replied with, “Yes. I have a game to catch in New York.” Then he’s gone and a burst of wind blew your paper away.

            “No,” You grumbled as you ran after it and watched as the paper settled coincidentally in front of Terasaka’s desk. Reaching over to grab it, you saw Terasaka have something metal on his nose as he placed his chin in his hand, frustrated. “Sorry,” You mumbled when you took back the paper. The male’s eyes shifted to you, annoyed, before he tensed when he figured it was you. The beating he took yesterday was still fresh in his mind. “Sorry about that by the way.” You mentioned as you gestured to your own nose. “I might have got carried away, but it looks like you're patched up alright. I didn’t think I put that much effort into my actions, but I hope you learned not to mess with my friends.”

        Your words held an underlying threat and Terasaka gulped when he felt a chill wrack his spine. Yet despite what he’s feeling, he clicked his tongue against the roof of his mouth before turning away. “Whatever,” He grumbled and you flashed him a completely insincere smile. Turning to Muramatsu and Yoshida, you repeated your hollow sorry and heard them grunt, most likely because they’re still feeling the pain. Nodding at their responses, you waltzed back to your seat.

        “It’d be nice if he brought back some souvenirs for us once in a while, at least.” You heard Kurahashi Hinano thoughtfully commented as she rifled through her bag, and you changed direction to bound up to her, a grin was on your face after hearing that.

        “I thought the same way. It would be nice to have a keychain or a t-shirt from New York.” You said wistfully and Hinano nodded agreeably.

        Kataoka Megu the female representative of the class, however, retorted with, “But who’d want something to remember their assignation target by?” Quietly, you raised a hand in an I-do manner and she shot you an amused smile while Hinano giggled at you.

        “Well if you don’t want that, he can bring us something to eat. That way, it won’t stick around.” Then your eyes lit up again and you eagerly nodded at that as well. The two girls then laughed, knowing full well how much you loved to eat. Behind you, your two other friends, Isogai and Maehara, then wondered what he could bring back from that bustling place. When Maehara commented, booze, you burst into laughter as the ever diligent Isogai reminded him that we’re all underage. “Yeah, I think snacks would be best.” Hinano finished with a smile.

Facts about (Y/N):

1. Her love for food is endless.

        “Or a blonde beauty,” Okajima shouted as he rose from his seat with a clatter, “Hell yeah!” Maehara expressed his similar sentiments and you tuned Okajima out as he began to chant, blonde. After all, Nagisa caught your eye and you hurriedly ran up to him with your paper in hand. You were going to apologize to him for being unable to accompany him in his walk, since you had to attend after school detention. But suddenly, the two of you halted as your path was blocked by a man in a suit.

          “Oh, Karasuma-san…” You heard in the distance as you eyed the serious looking man with gravity-defying hair. If you remember correctly, this was the representative of the Military Defense who told your class of the top secret mission. You contorted your face to a thoughtful one as he asked if your class had gained any clues to assassinate Korosensei.

          “Clues?” Nagisa mumbled beside you, and it seemed to set off a chain reaction as everybody glanced down to avoid answering. 

        Sensing the will to be silent, you softly smiled and spoke for them, “We're progressing, I suppose. It's only been a while since we've got our mission so there's nothing to report actually. We may have clues or we may not have them. If you want some results maybe you should tell us more about Korosensei and what he is. I think that could give us some insight to his weaknesses.” Your subtly straightforward answer caught the attention of the man in front of you as he turned steel eyes to yours. You smoothly held them and a staring match ensued between the two of you.

            You didn’t want to figure out what exactly what Korosensei was, but you noticed the rather glum atmosphere, and felt rather gloomy yourself. You prided in yourself in being optimistic for the most part, and became downright saddened when you see those you care about being downcast themselves. Thus, you always try to cheer them up, although you're quite aware of the fact that you're not sure how to do that. So you said the first thing in your mind to help your fellow students and friends get out of their mood. And maybe it worked or maybe it didn’t, but you did know that you’re getting some type of information judging by how the strict man nodded to your words.

        Talking deeply, Karasuma-san said, “His senses are paramount. There’s absolutely nothing you can get by him in regards to all five senses.”

        His answer, although a bit plain, was something that your class hadn’t heard yet. Sure, they knew of his undeniably fast speed, but they haven’t heard anything about his smell or hearing. Thus, some of your classmates shifted their look into a brighter one at the new information.

        Karasuma-san didn’t react to the lightened atmosphere as he continued, “That’s why you all have to assassinate him. You’re the only ones who have the opportunity. For whatever reason, he insists on being your teacher. Left to his own devices, come next March, he’ll blow up the Earth. One look at that carved up moon and you’ll know when that day comes, there’s no saving any of us. He’s too dangerous to be left alive.”

        Silence enveloped the room and you owlishly gazed at everyone’s suddenly serious expression. That little ‘pep’ talk that Karasuma-san gave seemed to change everyone’s mood as everything suddenly felt edgy to you. Smiling a little to relieve the tension, you said, “Thank you for that information. We’ll put it to good use, but for now we have nothing to give you.” Then you faced Nagisa, told him what you wanted to say in the first place, and when he only nodded understandingly, you strolled back to your seat and began your attempt in folding the paper into an origami tulip.

        “Here you go!” You chimed as you plopped beside Sugino and held out a pudding cup. The baseball lover’s face switched from blank to taken aback, before it smoothed to a small smile when he saw it was you. “Well go on,” You urged when he made no move to take it, “It’s yours.”

        Sugino’s small smile flitted to a light-hearted smirk as he took it in his hands. Bouncing it on his palm, he said, “Didn’t you give me one yesterday? Or are you suddenly becoming generous with your precious food?”

        “I’m always generous with my food. I think that my love for eating and food should be spread. I’m just giving you one so you can conform to my ways.” You hummed, hoping to make your friend laugh and you were notified of your success when you heard him chuckle. In all honesty, you gave him another pudding cup since you noticed that he was being unlike himself again. The pudding worked quite well yesterday when you gave it to him, so you're hoping for another miracle and see his bright smile again.

        Unfortunately, the cheerful Sugino disappeared soon after and you found him depressingly staring at the ground. Sighing, you left him to his thoughts as you began to think of more ways to pull him out of his mood. You weren’t just going to let him continue to mope. But then again, you had no idea why he was sulking since yesterday. Maybe you should figure out what’s on his mind before attempting something else.

        “Hey, Sugino. What got you down in the dumps anyway?” You asked carefully as you leaned forward to watch his expression. When a moment of silence passed and he didn’t look like he was going to respond, you inclined back. He probably didn’t want to say anything.

        “It’s because...” Your ears perked up at his voice and you swiftly straightened up. Sugino had his brows creased together and you knew that this was truly bothering him. And in fact it was, for the male was internally debating on whether or not to tell you. As he mentally battled against himself, you just silently waited, giving him the time to tell you. A minute had passed before he opened his mouth slowly. “I don’t thi-.”

        “All polished up, Sugino-kun.” The modified ball Sugino made yesterday cut in between the both of you and you both stared at the ball before focusing your eyes on the one holding it.

        “Korosensei…” The two of you said together when you caught sight of the yellow octopus. “Geez, you don’t know how to read a mood, do you Sensei?” You mumbled quietly before huffing in mild exasperation. Sugino was just about to tell you what was ailing him.

        While you crossed your arms and pouted ever so minutely, the baseball lover stiffened at your choice of words. He knew what you were trying to say, but he still thought about it the other way. Feeling his breathing falter, he shook his head to brush off the thoughts. Something else needed to be addressed, “What exactly are you eating?” Sugino asked and you diverted your attention to your teacher again and saw, with amusement now dancing in your eyes that he was munching on a whole coconut.

        “A coconut I bought in Hawaii yesterday.” Korosensei replied with a happy crunch before saying, “Want a bite?” Sugino corrected him and told him that he was supposed to drink from it as he retrieved his ball. You, however, only nodded to your teacher’s offer and expectantly waited for him to pass you the coconut. You weren’t going to bite it like he is, but you were at least going to eat the meat. It’s full of beneficial nutrients and you weren’t going to pass the chance.

        “Nice throw yesterday,” Korosensei commended Sugino as he handed you the coconut and popped a squat beside you.

        Your hands were already trying to dig out the meat when Sugino leaned back on your other side. “Easy for you to say,” He had shot back while throwing his ball up and then catching it repeatedly with his eyes closed. “Not like I can ever hit you at Mach 20 with my throwing speed.” You paused in your struggle after hearing his words and instantly connected the dots. Of course, he was gloomy because he doesn’t think his pitch was fast at all. You stayed completely silent as you began to work on the tough coconut again, this time more slowly as you paid more attention to their conversation.

        “So you’re in the baseball club?” Korosensei asked out of curiosity and Sugino stopped bouncing the ball. The look you’ve come to associate with Sugino since yesterday came back and you felt your heart thud sadly. You really didn’t like seeing him so dejected.

        “I used to be.” Sensei repeated his words with a higher tone in the end, turning it into a question and Sugino straightened up. “The E-class isn’t allowed to participate in club activities out at this satellite campus. Our bad grades got us here, so we’re supposed to focus on studying.”

        “That’s some nasty discrimination,” Your teacher noted and Sugino shrugged.

        “It’s all right. You saw yesterday, right? How slow I am? In the end, I couldn’t pitch a single strike, and I got benched. Wasn’t long before I lost interest in studying too, and wound up in the ol’ End Class.” His tone, his expression, everything screamed crestfallen at you and before you knew it, you had placed your hand over his and squeezed it affectionately. This elicited Sugino to blink in thought over your actions as his heartbeat unknowingly sped up.

        “Sugino, I only met you this year and I don’t really know much about baseball, but your pitch is fast. Yesterday morning, I remember looking at that ball and being amazed at how quickly it cut through the air. I even thought that you could nail that assassination attempt.” You commented and Sugino embarrassingly looked to the side as Korosensei pouted behind you, seemingly taking offense at how you believed the assassination could’ve succeeded, but you ignored him and focused on your friend with a comforting smile. “Don’t be so quick to put yourself down. You’re fantastic at baseball and you can’t deny your talent.”

        You ended your speech there and by that time, Sugino’s neck was red from all that praise. He doesn’t understand it, but your words made him flustered and yet warm and fuzzy all over. He felt as if his legs are jelly, but he feels strengthened at the same time. And the sensations he’s feeling just got stronger when he realized that you were holding his hand. Sugino doesn’t understand what he’s feeling, not one bit, but he at least knows that it’s because of you.

        “Sugino-kun,” Korosensei piped up and the male jumped when he was addressed. Turning to face him, and blatantly avoiding your gaze because he knew that if he even glanced at you his face will turn pink, he blinked up at the yellow creature. “Let me give you a little advice.”

        It happened so fast. You were watching for Sugino’s reaction to see if he’ll start smiling again, when he was all of a sudden gone from your line of sight. You didn’t even feel his hand pull away from yours, and you were so stunned. That is until you heard muffled screaming and you found out where Sugino was. And it didn’t necessarily look good.

        “Sugino,” You blinked in shock as you quickly shot to your feet. The coconut which was resting on your lap a few seconds ago rolled away and lost itself in the tall grasses. You didn’t care for it because your friend was completely captured in tentacles. “Korosensei, what – what are you – Sugino?” You couldn’t stop breaking your sentences as you frantically looked for a way to help Sugino with his awkward position without hurting your teacher. 

        “Korosensei! What are you doing?!” Nagisa shouted as he ran down the slope and you almost didn’t notice him through your thinking. “What happened to your pledge not to hurt your students?” He brought up and you were suddenly reminded that Korosensei didn’t want to hurt anybody. He’s like you, only wanting to protect and you paused your brainstorm. That’s right there’s no need for you to worry.

        You calmed your erratic thoughts as you watched your sensei carefully put him down. He then began to talk about this Major Leaguer named Arita and how Sugino’s muscles were in comparison to him. You were lost in the conversation since it regarded baseball, but it appeared as if Nagisa and Sugino understood since their faces darkened upon his criticism. From your position at the side, you had to remind yourself as you held in the urge to intervene and comfort. Korosensei has no intention of hurting anybody, and that involved emotionally as well, so you quietly let the events unfold. 

        “Hmm well, how do I know it’s impossible, you ask?” Korosensei hummed after Nagisa’s outburst and you had to hold back a laugh when he pulled out a newspaper. You knew what it said; you had read it this morning over Korosensei’s shoulder and you had to admit you had not expected this turn of events. Especially that autograph too, you just couldn’t believe Arita had even given him one after all that.

        “On the other hand,” Your teacher’s voice broke you out of your reverie and you glanced up to find him wrapping a tentacle around Sugino’s wrist. “Your elbow and wrists are more flexible than Arita’s. Train well, and you could far surpass him. When I’m fondling for research purposes, my tentacles are never wrong. There’s more than one kind of talent. Find an assassination style that suits yours.” Your teacher then turned away and Nagisa followed after him a moment later, a question sitting impatiently on his tongue.

        As they left, you smiled at the kind words Korosensei said before directing your beam at Sugino, who was gazing at his wrist with a grin. Walking over to him, you crouched in front of the male and said knowingly, “I told you, you can’t deny your talent.”

      The smile that appeared on his face made you feel incredibly happy, as you finally witnessed the happy and cool Sugino who greeted you on your first day. It was like meeting him all over again and you can’t deny this warmth spreading over your heart. Sugino was definitely someone that you cared for. Stretching out a hand for him, you watched as he placed his own hand above yours, and the two of you shared an affectionate smile.

        “Woo!” You cheered from the side as the ball Sugino pitched raced past Nagisa, who only exclaimed in awe. “That was awesome! And it was so fast, faster than before!” You continued to cheer and Sugino laughed at the excited beam on your face. You have never been so happy to see someone pitch.

        Nagisa nodded ecstatically to your words as he put in his own two cents. “That broke so fast it practically disappeared!” He shouted before throwing the ball back.

        Sugino grinned at both of your compliments as he handled the ball with ease. “I’m working on a curveball that puts my elbows and wrists to good use! Even my slow fastball would look speedy when I mix up the two! I’m sure they’d both just put him to sleep, though.”

        “Oi, Sugino! What’d I tell you about being so quick to putting yourself down?” You shouted after you cupped your hands around your mouth. Nagisa and Sugino grinned at you and you brought your hands down to your hips, an inspiring position to anyone looking at you. “Don’t say anything until you try it!” Motivated by your words, Sugino nodded to you with his ever cheerful grin before dashing straight up the slope to ask for an assassination attempt. You stood there and watched him your own soft smile, completely happy that he’s back to his old self.

        “Korosensei, you owe me a snow cone.” You said after approaching the yellow creature and he paused in churning his ice to glance at you questionably. You merely gave him your signature smile before settling down on the red rug with him, your bag resting comfortably by your side. “You made me drop the coconut before I could even get the meat. Because of that you have to give me a snow cone.”

        You didn’t particularly care about the coconut, but you had heard that he was going to snack on some North Pole snow cones. Immediately, you were interested in it because you had never tried shaved ice from the top of Earth. So you decided on an excuse for him to give you some.

        The smile then spread to a gin when your teacher flinched as he thought back to what you were implying. Seeing him stiffen after remembering, you laughed before picking up the bottle of your favorite flavor. “Well, I suppose it’s only fair,” Korosensei mumbled and you happily accepted a bowl of fresh and completely chilled ice. “How I wish you would try to assassinate me. You would be fantastic at breaking my guard down.” He noted wistfully, trying to get you to change your mind, but you ignored him, focusing instead at the treat in your hands.

        As you’re decorating the ice with flavored syrup, you heard laughter from the side and you glanced up to find six of your friends dashing over with a smile. “Korosensei! Can we have snow cones too?” They chimed and you glanced at the low pile of ice, since you and Korosensei had split it between the two of you. A mild frown raced across your features when you noticed you won’t have enough for everyone.

        Your teacher however, didn’t notice that fact and had merrily said, “They’ve opened their hearts to me – and with such smiling faces!” Tears even ran down his circular face as they continued to approach with a kind smile. But that kind smile turned ominous as they whipped out Anti-Teacher knives. Widening your irises, you scrambled to save your snow cone and ran for cover just as Korosensei remarked how ferocious they are.

        A flurry of dirt rose up and you instinctively covered your precious snow cone. When you saw that it was undamaged, you focused on eating it before any harm could be inflicted on it as Korosensei chided to your friends. “Set aside these dangerous Anti-Teacher knives, stop and smell the flowers, and learn how to smile less maliciously before you try again.”

        You blinked. “Korosensei, aren’t those the flowers from the class flowerbed?” Your teacher nodded, not understanding what you were hinting at, before a loud cry of realization reached your ears. Oh he’s so going to get it now.

        “Hey Korosensei, these are the flowers we’ve been growing!” Kataoka screamed as she pointed at the plucked tulips. A surge of alarm washed over your teacher when he finally understood and you watched as Korosensei freaked out from the side. You couldn’t help the amused smile on your face as he waved his tentacles around, flustered.

        “That’s low, Korosensei… After we took such good care of them and they’d finally bloomed…” Yada Touka hiccupped while Okano Hinata brushed away her tears behind her. Instantly, Korosensei apologized profusely before using his Mach 20 speed to acquire new bulbs.

        “Oh, wait,” You suddenly piped from your position, and the three girls who were ready to drag Korosensei to the flowerbed to make amends, halted to glance over their shoulders. Now that you had everyone’s attention, you reached inside your bag and whipped out six life size origami tulips. Twirling them in your hands, you said, “I’ve been making a bunch of them during detention because I thought the real tulips were pretty. I was going to give them to you all later, but I think you would like it now since… you know.”

        Your friends awed at the practically realistic paper tulips as you handed them out. A grateful smile spread to each of their visages at the simple yet kind action. It must’ve taken you a lot of concentration to make something so detailed. “Eh, what about my tulip?” your teacher suddenly chimed and you sweetly smiled at him.

        “You don’t get any today since you ruined the flowerbed.” As if your words flipped a switch, Kataoka, Yada, and Hinata grew angry again. They reminded him of the crime he has committed and then proceeded to lecture him as they made their way back to school. You leisurely strolled behind them before striking up a conversation with Isogai, Maehara, and Mimura Kouki.

Facts about (Y/N):

2. Her love for food is endless. (Update: She’ll think up of a plan to get her food, she loves it that much. Although she does share her food, since people are happier when she does)

3. She doesn’t like to see her friends depressed. Thus she tries to do everything in her power to make them smile again, even though she doesn’t quite know how to do it. (But it ends up in her favor anyways since everyone ends up smiling after talking to her)