...so a new fic.
To the Nicholas Hunt readers: I'm so sorry! I wanted to post the new chapter to Nicholas Hunt two weeks ago - as a way to celebrate the end of exams - but my laptop broke and with that, I lost the latest chapters. I was devastated. (This is the third time something like this has happened, I really should know better to back up my works by now.) But I am working on remembering everything I lost (I can't really do much other than that because I still have no laptop or computer, even now I'm using my brother's laptop) and I expect to get my laptop back by next week, so look forward to it!
So, I recently got into Assassination Classroom and I finished the manga in one day (it was just that good, I couldn't stop reading!) and this fic happened. I'm not very good at writing short stories - everything I come with is always super long and always ends up unfinished - so I thought I'd challenge myself by writing short drabblesque chapters.
About the fic, this is an AU where Nagisa was originally a trained Assassin and everyone in Class E thinks he's a girl, so expect ooc-ness. There are a few OCs (like th eperson who trained Nagisa and all that) but they won't come out until later.
Anyway, usual rules apply. (The Great Genius Matsui Yuusei-sensei owns AssClass, not me. Don't like, don't read. etc.)
Enjoy! \(^0^)/
BEFORE KORO-SENSEI
A world of bloodshed and death - that was the world he was brought into, it was the only world he knew.
I want to be free.
I want to a world without pain, without sadness, a world where I wouldn't be punished for smiling. I want to be a part of the world you showed me.
"I'm sorry, but I can't do this anymore."
I
He ran all the way to Japan.
He took on a new name and built his new identity from there.
He let his hair grow and started wearing girlier clothes. He's been told that he looks like a girl so this disguise would be no trouble.
He needed to make a lot of changes. Everything needs to be different if he doesn't want them to find him.
II
Today was going to be his first day of school – ever. (He's never attended a normal school like this before, so he was understandably anxious.) Today was going to be his first day at a normal life – kind of. (He really didn't want to wear the skirt, but it was a necessary evil.)
Today was the first day he really became Shiota Nagisa.
III
Nagisa admired Karma. He does what he wants all the time. He had the strength, the smarts – and most importantly – the bravery to get away with it.
Nagisa wanted to be like that.
IV
Well, isn't that interesting?
"I never took you for the type to read comic books," Karma commented offhandedly while peaking over the shoulder of his fellow classmate – who stiffened at the closeness – at the open page. It says here that they made a movie adaptation and that- "What? Really?!" Karma exclaimed excitedly. "He's gonna be the director for Sonic Ninja?! Awesome!" He leaned in closer. "And it's showing today?!" Karma turned to the other. "Let's go watch it, Shiota!"
"O-Okay…"
V
"What are you doing?"
"Calling for an ambulance," Nagisa answered as her fingers dialled 119 on the payphone. "Those guys are gonna need it after the beating you gave them."
With a deeper voice, Nagisa gave the operator the address and the number of people injured before she hung up.
"Why?" Karma practically whined after she was done. "Their wounds weren't bad enough for them to go to the hospital for." Maybe he should go back and give them more injuries…?
"Well, we couldn't just leave them there bleeding," Nagisa protested.
"Yes, we could." Even still, Karma didn't argue further. If helping delinquents like them – like Karma – makes her happy, then who was he to deny this innocent little animal?
"Hey, Shiota-chan, let's go grab to McDonalds."
VI
Next Monday, Karma got in trouble – a warning letter from the faculty. At the hospital, those delinquents had reported that they were attacked without provocation by Karma.
Even with his grades, Karma was going to be sent to Class E next year.
Nagisa was secretly happy with that. It meant that he and Karma would be classmates again next year. They would have more time to hang out.
But as time progressed, they hung out less and less. Perhaps he got bored of Nagisa?
VII
By the time Karma got suspended for another fight – this time, against a top third year student from their school – he and Nagisa were nothing more than classmates.
VIII
Then, the moon exploded.
IX
So, Class E… Well, with his grades, he really shouldn't have expected anything else. The only subject he could say he really excelled in was Japanese.
The class door opened.
X
In order to get her sweet revenge, she needed to put on an act.
"Oh, you're… err…"
"Hey, I'm the new transfer student."
"Hi, I'm Shiota Nagisa," her new classmate greeted her with a smile.
She took a good look at the other girl's light blue hair.
She decided to start things off with a compliment. Everyone likes to be complimented. "You're hair's really long and so pretty."
"Oh, really," the other girl, Nagisa touched her hair self-consciously. "I was thinking of cutting it…"
"But that would be such a waste… I know!" She took out two simple black hair-ties and got to work.
It all depends on whether she would stand out or not, so she had to put a lot of thought into her cast. She needs a good protagonist that would shine brighter than her… so she can blend in with the background characters.
"Look!" she celebrated after she was done. Nagisa touched her new pigtails with the tips of her fingers. "Now we match!"
…And this girl was perfect.
"I'm Kayano Kaede. Nice to meet you!"
