This fic tells a story of an assassin (OC) and sgt. Sagara from both of their POV

Firstly we have our assassin telling about himself and his day in Jindai High

In the second chapter It is Sagara' turn to tell his view of the day. And so on and so forth.

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My name is John Yvonné. Well sort of, that's just my code name I use.

My real name is irrelevant right now. My job actually forbids me using my real name.

I may look like an ordinary High School student but I'm not, I'm really an assassin.

I came here to kill a person but soon found out that she is not an easy kill because she has a bodyguard,

so I had to come up with a plan to go through him first.

And so, from this day forwards until the day I get my prey, I am a student of Jindai High in Tokyo, Japan.

Mission profile

Target: ms. Kaname Chidori

Problem: sgt. Sagara Sousuke

Goal: Take down the target, making it look like an accident.

Equipment: Light

-Weapons: 2x H&K P2000, 1x SVD rifle, throwing knives and a pair Butterfly swords Shadow & Flame

(my trademark weapons)

-Transportation: Kawasaki ZX-10R motorcycle

+ other necessary stuff...

First day:

This is something new for me, I haven't been in any kind of school since I left my home country 10 year ago when Soviets took over. And to do this in a completely new country none the less.

I stood by the school gates just watching as students flowed in. A teacher was checking bags for unappropiate items. I went to the line. Before me stood a guy who looked awfully stiff. When his turn came the teacher just said to put 'those things' over there to a trash pile. So he went and emptied loads of heavy looking stuff there and started burying them to a hole. Weird.

The bag check was simple look in a bag, nothing more. Which was good for me obviously.

Mr. Stiff was crouching over his freshly filled hole fiddling with something when a blue haired girl ran to him and hit him in the head with her bag and yelling. What kind of school is this anyways?

While walking towards my class room I felt little uncomfortable because everyone whom I passed stared at me.

Probably they noticed I'm not from here. Ah there it is, my classroom II-4. I step in and the whole room goes silent and every head turns towards me. I was just about to say hello when our teacher came in.

"Oh! Ýou must be Yvonné-kun! Come in and I'll introduce you to everyone."

She led to the front of the class and waited for everyone sit down.

" Everyone! This is John Yvonné. He transferred to our school and he is new here so please be extra nice to him."

"Does anyone want to ask some question from him?"

The racket which followed when everyone started pelleting me with questions was stunning.

A girl with glasses and odd hairdo stood up and asked; "Where did you transfer from?"

"Last place I lived before I came here was Greece."

Some random guy stood up next; "Then where else have you lived?"

"Around Americas and Europe mostly"

"What are your hobbies?"

"Parkour, motorbikes and snooker."

I noticed that my hobbies aren't that usual here, based of all the murmur.

"Hi! I'm Mizuki, would you like me to show you around here?" asked a girl with shoulderlength brownish hair.

"Umm.. Why not? Okay." I said.

"Yay! I've got a date!"

Huh? I didn't sign up for 'date'. Even though this could make me look more like a normal student, still this didn't feel good.

"Okay everyone! Let's start with our class!" Kagurazaka-sensei started.

"Open your books from page 46! Oh! Yvonné-kun. You can sit there, next to Sagara-kun"

Sagara? I scanned the room and saw him. Mr. Stiff. His cold stare following me all the way to my seat.

I had never seen a picture of this sgt. Sagara, is he that guy? I thought hed be guarding this Chidori girl from a distance.

This could be more problematic than I knew.

The days classes went by rather swiftly. But the minute after last lesson ended, I was surrounded by loads of people asking me questions.

That Mizuki person was clinging to me asking very private questions. I thought japanese were meek and polite?

I noticed Sagara was staring me again. Did he suspect something?

"Hey Mizuki. Who is that guy over there?" I asked.

"That's Sagara-kun. A military otaku. He's odd. You... Aren't that kind of guy too, are you? Or that kind of guy? Do you like him?"

"What? No! I don't like him or anything, I just wondered why is he staring at me."

"Maybe Sagara-kun likes you!" said the glasses girl from before

"That's not possible Kyoko. You know Sagara likes Kaname."

Hmm. Is that so?

A military freak Sagara... He can't be that stupid to actually reveal his military connections?

Surely this must be different guy.

"Oh yeah Yvonné-kun? You said You had a motorcycle?" Mizuki asked.

"Yeah, so?"

" So when will you take me for a ride to see the sunset?"

"Wait are you even allowed to drive one?" Kyoko asked.

"Yes I am."

"That is so cool! Kana-chan! Come here! Yvonné-kun has a motorcycle!"

"Ooh! He does? What model?" a blue haired girl came rushing to us

"Kawasaki ZX-10R."

She looked at me for a while then sat down listening our talk.

So she was my target. So close, yet so far.

"Do you like animals Yvonné-kun?" she asked me finally.

"Yes, actually I am taking care of a dog for few days."

"Ooh! You gotta let me see him!" Mizuki shrieked.

"Me too" Kyoko joined

"Sure, but it's a she." I corrected them.

"Then it's settled! We will go show Yvonné-kun and his dog around town!" Mizuki announced.

"W-wait! Isn't this too rash?" Chidori protested.

"Let's go!" Kyoko and Mizuki said and grabbed me from my arms with them.

Finally we came to my apartment. And as soon as I opened the door, we were greeted by flashing orange-white tuft of fur jumping up and down and speeding around.

Strange 'clack' could be heard from behind.

"Critter! Relax!" I said and she halted in front of me scanning around my companions.

"These are my friends, be nice."

"Woof!"

"Critter? That's an unique name." Kyoko pointed out

I turned around to see Sagara put something behind his back.

"Aww she's cute! What breed is she?" Mizuki asked.

"That's a corgi. Same as Ein from that 'space cowboy' series" Chidori told her.

The girls were patting and hugging Critter while Sagara and me were standing behind them.

"Yvonné-san was it?" he started.

"Call me John. Yvonné-san sound weird coming from you."

"Those boots there." he pointed inside my apartment. "Those are military boots, right?"

"Yes, my father was serving in the army of my former home."

Sagara said nothing.

"He was killed while protecting our borders from the Soviet army 10 years ago."

"Hmm..."

He fell silent again. Just staring.

"Why are you two so gloomy?" Chidori asked.

"No reason" Sagara said.

"Well anyway. I'm hungry, let's go somewhere and eat." She suggested.

"Okay!"

We went to a small family restaurant nearby because Mizuki knew it's owner.

We ate and chatted, taking our time. During our meal I saw from the corner of my eye some movement on a rooftop across the restaurant, was someone there? I must remember to check it when I get back home.

After finishing and paying our bill, we stepped outside. Kyoko said she'd head straight home so we decided to call it a day. Sagara and Chidori left too. Mizuki wanted me to walk her to home, couldn't refuse after what I had heard from some guys in our class. Didn't have the guts. Me, a coldblooded killer. Heh, joking aside, I could get some information from her. I'd have to be subtle though. She told me about Sagara causing all sorts of commotion and incidents around school, many including weaponry and/or high explosives. So he might be the same guy after all, normal student wouldn't get their hands on stuff like that. I should propably set some surveillance around his home too.

"... then she told him to go away and not come peeping ever again." Mizuki finished her story.

"Well then, this is my house."

We stood in front of a nice looking two floored house. The lights were on and someone was moving inside.

"Do you want to come inside?" she asked.

"I'll pass this time, I don't want to disturb your folks. I'll see you tomorrow then."

"Okay, see you!"

I turned away into the night. When I got back to my room I took a look of nearby rooftops through my scope and spotted him quickly enough. Unrecognizable man with a straight view to Chidoris apartment. Is that real sgt. Sagara? I took my swords with me, this needs to be done silently. I ran in shadows until I got to the building with Sagara on the roof. I ran up the staircase. Behind that door is the rooftop and sgt. Sagara. Slowly and quietly I sneaked to that door and took Shadow out of twins's sheat.

"I hope this door won't squeak." I thought

It didn't, but when I peeked to where he should have standed, there was no-one.

"Fuck!"

Suddenly I felt a gunbarrel press against my neck.

"Drop your weapon." mysterious voice commanded.

He was using some sort of voice-modulator. I dropped Shadow to ground.

"Stand up and turn around. Slowly."

Good, he didn't know I had another sword with me. I had to be quick with this... Oh well, here goes nothing.

I sighed and swiftly turned to my left and with my right hand took Flame and slashed the assailants hand off from the wrist.

Normally one would back off now but this guy apparently didn't know that. He kicked me strongly and took my Shadow form the ground. He slashed wildly towards me but not very effectively. I parried his thrusting attack with simple sidestep to left and got hold of his arm. I crushed the bones his left arm thus rendering him relatively harmless as he dropped the sword.

He tried to escape but I threw Flame at him. He fell with sword sticking in his lower back. I grabbed Shadow from the ground and walked to the dying man. After separating him from the sword in his back I turned him around to see his face better.

"Wh... who... *ugh!* are you?" he asked.

"None of your business..."

"You mus..." he started but I slashed his throat open before he could finish.

With a small gurgle, the life in his eyes vanished for good.

I wiped the blades on his clothes and ran to visit my room to get necessary items to get rid of the body.

Some special thermite will do the trick.

I raided his pockets before I would burn his body, and salvaged a highpowered radio, which could be useful.

He burned quite nicely, the special thermite does not burn brightly but very hotly. Soon all that was left of the guy was a small pile of ash.

"Well that's that, now I could use a nice hot bath and some relaxation..."