Soooo did you guys enjoy chapter 1? It's a lot of drama in the end but I pretty much enjoyed writing it. I'm a drama queen, that's why. But I don't really like posting dramatic scenes because I think people tend to get creeped out by it? Well, if it's happening to my OTP I'll gladly savour everything, though.

Thank you very much for the favorites, follows and reviews (especially reviews awyiss)! I like your enthusiasm!

Oh, and just to say, this fanfiction is inspired by a doujinshi by Aya on Pixiv (the ChibaHaya Goddess, yep that's her) which is not free. We were only given a few pages for preview. So I got curious and created the whole story on my own using her hints.

And one more! I drew a cover for this story, just in case you haven't noticed! Not really proud of the result so maybe I'll draw another one if I have time.

Happy reading!

Disclaimer: I DO NOT OWN ANSATSU KYOUSHITSU


Chapter 2: Formation

Four months after Koro-sensei's assassination, Hayami finally settled in her new high school. It was a public high school she chose because it was relatively credited and was not too far from her house; only two train stops away. No one from the old E class chose the same high school as her, which meant that she had the chance to completely start anew. Albeit the E Class having a group chat that was almost always active every single day until she began questioning if they even had a life, she could finally move on from the word "assassination".

Even now, whenever she heard that word, it would trigger something inside her. Even now, whenever she saw guns or rifles, her fingers would itch to hold the trigger and let loose. But it was all in the past. The beginning was hard. For both her and her shooting partner, Chiba Ryuunosuke, who had hold guns longer than any other E class students, the lingering loneliness and emptiness the guns left them with was fairly severe.

Maybe that was why.

"Hayami, are you free this afternoon?"

It was a few weeks after they started high school. Chiba has sent her that message when she was at school.

"Yeah, why?" she responded.

"There's a new shooting arena near the station. Wanna give it a shot?"

It didn't take her long to type a reply.

"Roger that."

She smiled.

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At first, it was a shooting date.

It wasn't their first. Even back in middle school, they had gone to a few dates just to hang out and discuss about assassination plans that only the two of them understood. Sometimes they would go on dates to the shooting arena using "training" as an excuse. Of course, it was partly to sharpen their skills, but another part of it was to have fun too.

Even back then, Hayami rarely agreed to go out with her female friends. Most of the time, she wouldn't know what to talk about. It felt awkward and unpleasant when her friends tried to start a conversation but she couldn't continue it. On top of it, she felt guilty.

But with Chiba, she didn't need to start or prolong a conversation. Most of the time, they could understand each other well after only a few exchanges. Most of the time they would talk about how their high school life were, and about their dreams. Hayami had known for a long time that Chiba aspired to be an architect. She could still remember the design he made for the Wakaba Park's nursery and how awestruck she was back then. On the other hand, Chiba also knew that she had been aiming to be a journalist in the future. To be able to reach her dream, she had been developing her communication skills.

And the other times, topics just naturally came by and they could have a rare long talk. And in some cases, even hanging out in silence with him while the two of them were occupied with their own activity was very relaxing in itself.

And they carried on their tradition in high school.

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After a few shooting dates, it changed into a casual outing.

"I guess we should really move on from this."

Chiba told her one day.

"I think so too."

And she agreed.

But neither one of them was ready to abandon their tradition. None of them said anything about it, but they naturally just hang out whenever both of them had free time. Before she knew it, Hayami had always been waiting for a mutual free time to come just so that she could meet him and spend time, even in silence, just the two of them.

"Rinka~ Let's go hit the karaoke box today!" one of her female classmates, Nishino, invited her one afternoon.

But she already promised to grab some ice cream with Chiba.

"Sorry, today's kind of…"

Nishino grinned. "Oh, right. Your boyfriend again? It's totally cool. Have fun!"

"Wait, what? You really had one, Rinka-chan?"

Another one, Yanagi, added.

"Chiba's not my boyfriend."

One classmate became two. As the two energetic girls continued bombarding her with suggestive questions, Hayami backed away to avoid them. It had been two months since Chiba and her started going on dates frequently, which meant Hayami couldn't spare her free time for her new friends.

She had told them many times that Chiba wasn't her boyfriend, but none of them ever believed her.

"I'm sorry. I really have to go now."

Hayami checked her phone's clock.

"Send our regards to the lucky guy!" both of them shouted while giggling as Hayami rushed out of the classroom.

Hayami got on a train to the next station where she promised to meet her shooting partner. They had agreed to watch a new action movie by their favorite movie stars. They had been talking about the movie for months and Chiba was really excited when it was finally airing. It was in the middle of the night when he called her and woke her up from her sleep just to tell her about the news.

"It's 12:30 a.m."

"…What?! Ah, I really don't know. I'm sorry, Hayami!"

She yawned and told him.

"No big deal. So, this Thursday?"

"This Thursday."

"Usual place?"

"Right."

"Roger that."

Their conversation had always been technical and concise that sometimes people nearby thought they were talking about a secret mission instead of a date.

Most girls enjoyed having a nice long talk with their boyfriend, full of sweet words and sugarcoated pickup lines. But to Hayami, her short conversations and silence with Chiba was everything she ever needed in their friendship.

"Hayami!"

She heard his familiar deep voice. Even back in middle school, he had one of the deepest voices out of all the males in E class. She had grown to like his voice; the only male voice she had ever really thought about. Considering how she wasn't really close to males, Chiba was her only image of good guy besides Isogai.

"Chiba…" she called him.

"Did you wait long?" he asked, panting after running all the way.

"I just got here."

"Thank god." He sighed in relief as he wiped his sweat, slightly revealing his sharp reddish brown eyes underneath his bangs.

Grabbing the rare opportunity, Hayami stared at his eyes for as long as possible.

"Wh-what?" he asked, jerking away.

"Nothing."

"Lies!"

"Come on, the movie's starting as we speak."

Hayami gestured to the cinema.

"Ah, yeah." Chiba nodded and followed suit. "By the way, Hayami, I have vouchers for this ice cream shop near the cinema. My sister bought it, uh, so… you wanna go after the movie?" he asked a little sheepishly, showing her two ice cream vouchers.

She smiled.

"Sure."

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The movie they watched was a combination of action and science fiction. Both of them had liked action to begin with, and science fiction constantly reminded them of their beloved teacher so why not.

The movie told a story about two hitmen, one man and one woman, Bill and Joan. The two of them never had a clearly defined relationship but they were certainly partners. Their mind had always been full of their work and obligations; responsibilities and expectations. Building a romantic relationship or starting a family never once crossed their minds.

One day, they received a mission. Bill made a mistake in identifying the target, leading to both him and Joan killing the wrong person; an innocent citizen who was also their close friend. It had haunted both of them to the point where they both quit their job. Bill focused fully on his second job as a university professor specialized in neuroscience while Joan travelled around the globe as a freelance photographer. While aiming to live a normal life, none of them actually believed they deserved happiness.

It was around three years after their big mistake that they were reunited in a night club where both of them were trying to seek relaxation. Facing each other again made their past mistake more apparent after years. At first, it was awkward, but in the end they spent the night drinking and talking about the past. They shared a friendly conversation until a drunk Bill accidentally confessed that he had been in love with Joan for a long time. This prompted the two of them to share a night making love, licking each other's wound. The two of them shared the same darkness and carried the same burden. They didn't need anyone else to understand them. They only needed each other.

Right when they were finally ready to move on from their dark past, a tragedy struck. They were assaulted by their past enemies and Joan was left with huge injuries that nearly took her life. Using everything he could, Bill saved Joan's life. But in the end, Joan conveniently lost a part of her memories, everything about Bill.

Not able to accept the painful truth, Bill practiced the technology he had developed to return Joan's memories but omitted the part about her killing their close friend. It was a chance for him. He could make Joan's life free of burden, even if he had to be the only one carrying it.

And the movie ended in a cliffhanger.

"In the end it was more of a love story than an action story," Chiba commented, scratching the back of his neck awkwardly.

Hayami nodded. "The trailer was a complete lie."

"Agreed."

"And how did Bill do the memories thing? I'm quite curious about that one."

"Is it even possible? I mean, scientifically?"

Hayami shrugged. "If only a neuroscientist or Koro-sensei were here to explain."

"I'd have to agree with that one." Chiba chuckled.

The two of them stopped their track when Chiba's phone produced a familiar voice. It wasn't a ringtone or anything like that, but a girl's voice. Chiba retrieved his phone from his jacket and Hayami tilted her head to see the screen. Both of them smiled at the girl in the screen.

"Long time no see, Chiba-kun, Hayami-san!"

"Ritsu…" the couple called.

"In the place of Koro-sensei, this Autonomously Thinking Fixed Artillery A.K.A. Super Idol Ritsu shall assist you in explaining how human brain works!" Ritsu cheered and winked, making a cute pose in Chiba's home screen and making it colorful. "Applause please!"

Hayami was about to clap her hands but she realized Chiba was holding a phone with one hand so it was impossible for him. To make up for it, she offered her palm to him. Getting her intention, Chiba clapped her palm and they repeated the motion for a few times.

"I have to admit, I've received a lot of applauses, but that was the cutest applause I've ever seen! Chiba-kun and Hayami-san, the two of you are still very close even now, aren't you?" Ritsu commented with a bright smile, her arms up in the air.

After that, Ritsu gave them a long lecture about the mechanism of human brains. Long story short, human memories are stored in the brain in the form of electric current. With the right tweak left and right, Ritsu admitted that even she could do something similar to what Bill did. But of course, with sufficient equipment as well. One couldn't just electrify the brain and expect things to just go their way.

"I hope it helps!" Ritsu beamed.

"It's a big help. Thank you, Ritsu." Hayami smiled. "By the way, why are you in Chiba's phone?" she asked, curious if it was just a coincidence.

"Oh!" Ritsu's lips formed an 'O' and she pointed up an index finger. "That's because Chiba-kun asked for my help last night to help look up for the perfect date spot—"

"AAAAAAAAHH! RITSUUUUU!" Chiba shouted on the top of his lungs that people around them turned their attention to him.

Hayami blinked, both in shock and embarrassment of being the center of unwanted attention. In reflex, she put a hand up to cover her face.

"Why are you yelling out of the blue?" she whispered to her partner, who looked like he was both furious and embarrassed.

She could see him turn off his phone and put it back into his pocket before breathlessly saying, "Nothing. Let's go to the ice cream parlor."

Sometimes Hayami still couldn't comprehend her partner's mind even after being together for so long.

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After buying the ice cream, the two of them took a rest at the park. There was an empty bench by the fountain and they decided to take a seat there. Hayami expected to have a time of silence with Chiba because that's what they usually do when they take a break during their dates, especially after the 'big event' just now. She was sure Chiba was tired physically and mentally. It was perfect, because she didn't like talking much while eating.

"Hayami, what flavor did you order again?"

Chiba started a conversation.

Weird.

He usually never cared.

"Mint," Hayami answered. She turned to look at him and offered her ice cream. "Want a taste?" she asked. Maybe he asked because he wanted to try.

"I can?"

"Sure."

When Chiba took a lick out of her ice cream, Hayami cursed herself for ever offering him. For some reason, the sight made her heart race.

"Maybe I should've ordered mint," Chiba commented nonchalantly.

"I won't give it to you even you say that, you know?"

"I know! Do you really have to say it out loud?" Chiba hung his head low in obvious heartbreak.

"Hayami."

"Hm?"

"You've got some cream on your cheek."

"Oh, really—"

Hayami almost had a heart attack when Chiba's finger gently brushed her cheek, but that wasn't all. It happened in a flash that she couldn't even find the time to react. The next thing she knew was Chiba's lips brushing on hers, both of them cold and sweet. She could still taste the chocolate ice cream he ate just now. She could've sworn her heart stopped for a moment there only to beat like crazy the next second.

Time seemed to stop at that very moment.

Hayami could still feel her heart pounding like mad and she could've sworn her face was beet red. On top of everything, her heard was spinning.

After a few seconds, Chiba broke the kiss.

"Uh…" Hayami mumbled, not knowing what to say.

Chiba looked away, his face red like hers.

"If it's you, Hayami, I know you'd understand." He was looking down timidly and Hayami couldn't help but think he was cute. "Since I'm not good with expressing myself with words…" he trailed off.

Hayami closed her eyes and smiled.

"…Hayami, I… uh… you see, I…"

"It's alright."

Chiba snapped his head up at the smiling girl beside him, surprised. His face was still beet red and his heart was still pounding like never before.

"You don't have to say it. "

Chiba's expression lit up in expectation.

"Then—"

"I feel the same way."

Hayami could feel the happiness radiating from her partner. He was facing her, smiling so bright that it melted her heart, rubbing off on her. She could've never thought that only a few words she said could make anyone this happy. Ever since she was young, she had always been bent on with meeting people's expectations that she unknowingly let them take her unconditional willingness for granted. Even so, she couldn't go against them. Because deep down, she believed she's partly at fault.

But Chiba was the same as her. He was scared of betraying people's expectations. He understood her better than anyone without having to say it out loud. He's hardworking and caring, always putting people's best interests before his own. Hayami wouldn't want any other person to be her partner, even in romance.

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Four months after Koro-sensei's death; Chiba Ryuunosuke and Hayami Rinka finally started a relationship, just like what their beloved teacher and majority of E class had wished for. The two quiet students from E class had always curiously attracted their classmates' attention especially when it came to their relationship. People around them always believed that they were a natural couple and they would probably spend the majority of their relationship in smooth sailing if they ever decided to start one.

…But perhaps, life was never that easy.

TO BE CONTINUED


This fanfic isn't proofread so pardon the typos and grammatical errors. I'm really too lazy to reread everything because I'm so focused on writing more. Hopefully I'll post chapter 3 soon. SHOW ME YOUR ENTHUSIASM, READERS AND FELLOW CHIBAHAYA SHIPPERS!