Disclaimer: Assassination Classroom doesn't belong to me but Yusei Matsui. The original idea of this story belongs to the user Un Loco Mas. This is only my translation to English. Have fun!
Chapter 1 - Assassination Time
Furedori Miyage was probably the richest businessman in Japan. President of the banking corporation Sarakin, he had amassed a huge fortune, about 50.000 million dollars, becoming the richest fifth man in the world, and the first in his country.
As usual in the world of stock, or rather, in the underworld of stock, he had hundreds of enemies who wanted his head, his wallet, his shares, all the companies he was controlling, everything at once. But he didn't care anything of this. Miyage had layed out a tenth of his fortune (5.000 million dollars) to assure the physical integrity of both his head and wallet.
He was a big and thick man, with lightly-tanned skin and baldy head. He was dressing the best clothes, smoking the best cigars, eating the best delicatessen, drinking the best wines and meeting the best people. Economically and socially the best, of course.
And was one of that people with which he was meeting this day. One of his companies was funding the filming of the world-known young actress Akari Yukimura's new movie, and she asked for a meeting with him, who, "kind and selflessy" was helping to make the film. The multimillonaire got out of his Hummer, flanked by two well-dressed bodyguards. They were next to the Hotel Park Hyatt in Shinjuku, the best in Tokio. Miyage walked calmly to the building's entrance, and soon he saw the person who was going to be his companion
Akari Yukimura was a 22 years old young woman, with long green hair and amber eyes. His thin body was covered by a black dress which nearly reach her thighs, and she had black heeled shoes in her soft feet. Next to her, a taller man was waiting. He was dressed in a black suit and sunglasses, which contrasted with his red hair, so jumbled that was impossible to comb. The businessman supposed that he was the young star's bodyguard. The suited man noticed Miyage, and after announcing it to his boss, he approached the entrepreneur and his bodyguards.
"Furedori Miyage, I presume." said the suited young man, removing the sunglasses. His eyes were frightening yellow.
The banker felt lightly daunted by the look of the redhead.
"Yes, it's me."
"Really?" asked the young man, with mocking voice. Miyage was unable to say if that guy was mocking at him, or that was his normal tone. Both options made him angry. "Can you show me your identification, please?"
Furedori was about to answer him in a not so very elegant manner, but was stopped by a soft and sweet voice.
"Mr. Akabane, don't bother my guest, please." The owner of the voice was Akari Yukimura, who had reached the place without being noticed by Miyagi and his bodyguards.
"Duh" Akabane complained. "You never let me have fun, boss."
"Forgive him, Mr. Miyage." said the actress, heading the businessman. "My bodyguard is a bit overprotective. Sometimes he doesn't know to stop."
After saying that, the young woman smiled magnificently.
"Well, it doesn't matter for once…" said the man, adjusting his tie in a in a pointless attempt to composure. "Nice to meet you, Miss Yukimura."
She laughed softly.
"Pleasure is mine, Mr. Miyage." she answered. "Wanna get in? I'm staying in this hotel, and I thought you will prefer to dine in my room, instead of the restaurant. This is more...private." said Akari, smoothing the last word.
Miyage was enthralled by the young artist, who embraced him.
"Then, wanna get in with me?"
"Ha, ha, ha, of course, let's go" answered the multimillonaire, with an unpleasant laugh.
Miyage's bodyguards were prepared to follow them as they passed through the door, but Akabane stopped them.
"Sorry, but no entry for you." said the redhead with funny voice.
Akari Yukimura's room was so big. It seemed a deluxe apartment. In the center there was a round table with two chairs. In the table there were two bowls filled with soup and long noodles.
"Ramen?" The businessman was surprised. He wasn't used to eat cheap, low quality food.
"I'm truly sorry, but ramen is one of my hidden passions" I've asked a friend, Takuya Muramatsu, to cook it. He is a great chef, and ramen is his trademark."
"Sincerely, I don't know that chef" said Miyage, sitting down. "But I'm going to trust your judgment." Miyage tasted a little of the soup. "Delicious! You have to introduce me to your friend someday."
"I'm glad you like it" said the girl, sitting down in front of her bowl. "I hope you enjoy dessert as much as the main dish. I've made it myself."
"Do you like confectionery? You really have a lot of secrets, Miss Yukimura. I'm hoping to know you better."
"That's why we have met there, Mr. Miyage. To know each other much better" answered the girl.
They talked about the hobbies of each one while they were eating the ramen. Surprisingly, the thin actress ended before the fat banker. When Miyage finished to eat, the young woman gran the bowl and take it to the small kitchen in the room.
"I'll bring your dessert right now, sir" said Akari, glancing at him. But she took her time to do it: a strawberry parfait for each one.
"I hope you like it, sir."
"I'm sure it will be delicious" politely answered the businessman.
He tasted the dessert, it hasn't any special taste, but definitely wasn't bad. It tasted as every normal parfait. Apparently, the actress was still a rookie in cooking. Miyage turned his eyes to her: she seemed very nervous.
"Is something wrong, dear?" he asked.
"Yes, um...I'd like to ask you something, sir."
"Ask whatever you want."
The young woman shifted in her seat, and then stood up and walked forward Miyage, sitting down in his lap. The banker was really astonished by the younger's actions. She brought close his lips to her companion's ear, and ask her question.
"The rumors that you are involved with the underworld, are true?"
The surprise caused the entrepreneur to stand up and pour all the parfait in the table. The actress fell headlong. Miyage grabbed her by the shoulders and forced her to stand up.
"Who the heck told you that, child?!" he yelled. The girl seemed truly frightened.
"I have friends who have connection with the underworld...some of them told me they were related to you... " she said, trembling. "Please, don't hurt me!"
Miyage left the girl on the floor, and walked to the window to take fresh air, turning back to the young actress.
"I must find those who spoke more than they must, I just can't ignore them…" said to myself. "Miss Yukimura, can you please not to talk about my connection with the underworld?"
"Don't worry, your secret will never revealed... " the voice of the young girl sounded very cold and quietly, but her words make the businessman be more relaxed. "And there won't be exit for you."
Furedori Miyage suddenly turned to hear the end of the phrase, finding that Akari Yukimura wasn't alone in the room. Next to her there was a man, slightly taller than the girl. He had blue eyes and long hair of the same colour, which lay down on his shoulders. The man wore a large brown coat, jeans and brown shoes. His androgynous face showed the most absolutely composure, and not betrayed the slightest hint of nervousness, despite he was in the same room as the richest fifth man in the world and Japan's most famous actress grabbing his arm. He smiled to Miyage.
"When…?" Miyage started to ask, but was disrupted by the intruder's words.
"It's been a long time, Mr. Miyage." said the man with an almost womanly, softly voice.
"You are…" stuttered the businessman. "The professional assassin...Kurohebi*!
"I'm glad to be remembered by you, sir. But in my defence, I have to say I'm not the only one professional assassin here" said, looking at the young girl hanging on his arm.
"Don't laugh at me, Nagisa" said Akari Yukimura, while puffed her cheeks to show her dissatisfaction. "Having to seduce this pig...this type of missions are more appropriate for Touka or Bitch-sensei." said, releasing Nagisa's arm and bringing her hands to her underdeveloped breasts.
"There were things that cannot be overcomed…" commented Nagisa, with a resignation face.
Miyage saw his chance to flee while his killers were talking randomly, ignoring him. Nevertheless, he fell down to the floor.
"It seems that the paralyzing poison Okuda and Muramatsu put in the food is already doing effect" said Nagisa.
Miyage tried to shout to alert his bodyguards, but was stopped by the person who had been his companion.
"Don't worry, probably Karma had already take care of your bodyguards."
"You can't escape, Mr. Miyagi" said Kurohebi. "You were too much confident, coming here to have dinner in an assassin's house."
"Miss Yukimura, it's true that this man are saying? Are you really an assassin?"
"Fame is the best alibi, don't think, sir?" said the artist as answer. "By the way, my name right now is Kaede Kayano, not Akari Yukimura.
"What?" that was the only word the businessman could say.
"Stay calm, this won't hurt you." said Nagisa, slowly walking towards his target.
"No…" squealed the man. "I took measure, security was perfect. Nobody could kill me!"
The assassin known as Kurohebi extracted from under his raincoat an object very similar to a ballistic knife. He crouched in front of his target, and put the blade of the knife in the businessman's neck, right over his carotid artery.
"There aren't nothing impossible for the 3-E class" Nagisa Shiota whispered, finishing the assassination with a clean cut.
Author notes: Kurohebi means "Black snake" in Japanese.