The Art Of Assassination

by H-Marley

Otto Danforth. A young boy moved from Italy to Japan with the hope of improving his terrible grades. It is an understatement to say that he was beyond surprised to find out his new school had a program for students like himself, or that his class is filled with training assassins that could kill him whenever. However, the scariest thing is his new teacher. Yaoi-Slash Now Beta-ed!

3. Chapter 3

Hi everyone! This is the newest chapter! I hope you all like it!

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Couples: Nagisa/OC and Karma/OC. Nagisa/OC/Karma

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Chapter 3

Akabane Karma

"One! Two! Three!"

Not much had really happened. To be honest, I was expecting a lot to happen or something big and amazing to transpire during class but nothing outstanding had really happened. Even though 3-E was an assassination class, it felt like any other class with regular lessons and such.

I honestly didn't even know what I was expecting. It had been roughly a week since I joined the school, transferring right at beginning of the term meant I hardly missed anything. Koro-Sensei had immediately begun to help me improve my Japanese.

It was still incredibly difficult to read the Japanese words pasted almost everywhere, from the notice boards to the lunch menus in the cafeteria. It took a lot of work for me to at least read directions properly around my home. What to do, and what not to do. I hate it when I upset people for being disrespectful when I couldn't read the files or signs.

Since I started attending lessons, a few assassination plans had worked out. In total three attempts on Koro-Sensei's life. All of which was impressive, and amazing but all of which failed time and time again.

Koro-Sensei was a strange creature, almost like a superhero weirdly being able to survive every single attack with the very same grin sitting on his face. He moved at a blink of an eye – flashing from one area to another in a matter of seconds.

"One! Two! Three! Four!"

I had to admit, it was very comic book like. I could almost see the speech bubbles appearing around everyone.

Dare I admit it? I was actually starting to enjoy being at Kunugigaoka Junior High School? In class 3-E?

"Five! Six! Seven! Eight!"

I snapped out of my thoughts, and let out a soft hum-like sound. I blinked a little, and whipped some of the loose strands off my forehead. Sweat had begun to form, and I was not even the one out there!

I was sitting on the stone steps leading up the small bank to the school. Watching my assassin classmates working out under the roasting sun. All standing rows and holding the familiar green knifes – slashing the air with as much might as they could muster up.

"The sounds of students exercising echoing across the field on a sunny afternoon; how peaceful! If they didn't have prey in their sights, that is." Koro-Sensei said gleefully.

He stood in front of me just a few steps, holding a dandelion between two pudgy tentacles and a lone butterfly landed quite pleasantly on his shoulder.

At times like this that I wondered why somebody as amazing and wonderful as Koro-Sensei would want to destroy the world?

Karasuma-Sensei sighed deeply, and walked up next to Koro-Sensei. He crossed his arms over his chest – arching his back and making himself look much bigger than what he really was. "Wield your knives properly from all eight directions, now." He said but it sounded more like an order.

I turned my attention back towards my classmates and watched as they put their all into moving their knives. Desperate to stab somebody, an imaginary somebody right at that moment. I felt a little left out as all my classmates wore blue and white gym clothes while I sat out there in my school uniform. I shook my head, and looked back to Karasuma-Sensei. Out of everyone here, he resembled the most assassin-like character so far.

Karasuma-Sensei straight up glared at Koro-Sensei. His lips twisting into a deep frown. "For now on, I'm in charge of Phys Ed."

"That makes me a little lonely." Koro-Sensei muttered in a low sob. His round head lowering with sadness basically emanating from his head.

I felt droplets of sweat forming on the side of my head. I stared at the octopus teacher – he was beyond childish, something I learned just within my second day. During my first P. E lesson, well, not really my first lesson but you get what I meant.

I tilted my head a little, to watch Koro-Sensei retreating to the sandbox. Someplace where he would go whenever sulking. I thought secretly, he didn't mind. As childish as my new teacher was, I knew he really didn't mind playing the sand. He had already begun to build a stone tower on the sand. I'd even say he looked pretty happy playing sandcastles.

I got to witness first hand why Karasuma-Sensei was in charge of the P.E classes and not Koro-Sensei. It was still amazing to think back on, and quite amusing. I could still remember everyone's faces when Koro-Sensei tried and I mean really, really tried, to get them to jump like him. Hell, he even showed off a bit by throwing a cat or two into the mix.

"Koro-Sensei. You forgot that we don't have the same muscle build as you. We don't nearly have as many muscles as you do." I smiled. I walked towards him, and only stopped when the wooden post of the sandbox bounced against the front of my legs.

Koro-Sensei lifted his head, and makes a low sound from the back of his throat. One of the long mustard coloured tentacle zipped through the air and wrapped tightly around my waist. My eyes grew wide, and I let out a yelp of surprise as he yanked me into the sandbox too. Sand blowing up around us as I plopped down.

"Koro-Sensei. That's playing dirty." I grumbled, and sat up. How in the world did those tiny gritty grains get inside my mouth? I spat it out, and groaned as sand fell from my hair.

I faced up to glare at him, my head clocking backward to look up at him as he kind of towered over me. Even if I were to stand and not sit down next to him, he was so much taller than me. I pouted, as I found his round face becoming lime green stripped. He was teasing me.

I felt a flare of annoyance shot up, and I wanted to push him into the sand but I knew that was futile. I wouldn't even be about to grab a hold of that white P. E shirt he wore today. He would simply zap out the way right before I moved an inch towards him, but me being me, that didn't stop me from trying!

My arms held out in front of me, I tried to push him back over and just as I predicted, he zapped out the way. A pair of lime tentacles twirling through the air, and pushing me back into the air but those green strips kept me moving. Those mocking strips covered my view, but all I could see was red. From an unspeakable rage.

I kept trying, until I was out of breath and I did not get up after being pushed back down for the – what was it? The hundredth time! I laid against the sand with my arms and leg stretched out. I could feel the sand against my stomach, and I could tell it was already in my clothes making my skin uncomfortably tingled and itched. I knew that, I was gonna be itching all day now.

Koro-Sensei laughed with that annoying green-striped grin on his face. I could feel him sitting on my back, and it annoyed me even more. I did flared my legs and arms, in hopes to push him off but I gave up after ten or so minutes. There was no way I could push the heavy octopus off.

"He-he. Do you give up?" Koro-Sensei teased. His voice blaring through my ears. I couldn't even utter a full word, I just let out a groan which the bright yellow alien-like teacher took to me giving up and finally eased off my back.

Flickering my hair out of my face, and whining as sand popped onto my face. I tried to whip my face clean, but I ended up smearing more sand on my face – not to mention, sand stuck to my school blazer. "You played dirty, Koro-Sensei." I grumbled out, and glared over at the happy-go-lucky teacher.

"Of course. Sensei will always be number one! In every game!" He all but purred out at me, and I felt my eyes twitched slightly. Those stupid green strip had not fade away, and it was really starting to bug me.

I snorted loudly, and shook my head. I clenched my eyes shut, and shook my head furiously – trying to get the sand out of my hair at the very least.

Koro-Sensei let out a loud 'hmm' and used his many tentacles to sit in front of me. "Otto-kun. Contrary to the popular belief, I don't really have that many muscles either. I'm 20% muscles and 80% hugs~" he joked.

I blinked, and lifted my head. "Huh? But you're really strong…" I frowned, and trailed off. I scratched at the side of my head – damn sand.

"Strength doesn't come from the body, but from the heart." Koro-Sensei hummed out, and I frowned deeply as he became distracted briefly by a passing butterfly. Just as soon as the butterfly fluttered away, he turned his beady eyes to me. "Nee, Otto-kun. What do you know about the human body, or muscles in particular?"

Finally, I gave my full attention to him although tiredly. I ignored the sand in my hair. I could feel them accumulating on my shoulders.

"Only what I learned from surfing the internet." I admitted bashfully. Why did he wanted to know that? What was that got to do with anything?

"Otto-kun. How many muscles are in the human body?" Koro-Sensei suddenly pricked up in interest. The green strips fading away, and returning to the lemon-like tinted skin. He tilted his head, with his tentacles swaying around him. He almost reminded me of a puppy.

Tiredly, I looked off to the side and let out a small yawn. The tip of my finger against my cheek. 'What did he ask?' I wondered.

My mouth opened, and automatically I spilled whatever came to mind when I asked the same question. "Some people believe there are 28 muscles but there are really 30 as people forget about the Occipitofrontalis and Epicranial aponeurosis. Normally mistaken of bone of the skull." I said. I pointed at my forehead and then at the back of my head.

The Occipitofrontalis and Epicranial aponeurosis. I used and sometimes still do mistake them for bones.

"What is the strongest muscle in the human body?" Koro-Sensei asked and leaned forward to hear my soft voice better.

My hands twitched, and I turned myself fully. "The heart. The heart is the hardest working muscle in your body. It is the one that pump-pump-pumping 24/7 to keep your blood flowing round and round, including to all the other muscle. The tongue may not be as strong as the glutes, jaw or heart but strengthening it may still be useful." I added as an afterthought. Technically there was no strongest muscle as all of our muscle have their own job but the heart would have to be the force behind living.

Koro-Sensei clocked his head to the side once again. Those beady eyes flickering a little. "How do your muscles work?" he said.

"Tendons." I breathed out without thinking. I glanced back at the other students. Watching briefly as they moved themselves faster, and trying harder at training with the green knife.

"What are they?" Koro-Sensei said. Pushing the question into the air.

"Cords made of tough tissue. They work as special connector pieces between bone and muscle. The tendons are attached so well when you contract one of your muscles, the tendon and bone move along with it." I replied blankly. I blinked my eyes, and turned my head to look at the creature. Why is he asking me this? Isn't he the teacher?

Koro-Sensei – almost as if he could sense my confusion – grinned even wider if it was still possible and wiggled a tentacle hand through the air. "Pretend I'm clueless on the matter. What are the functions of the muscular system?" he said gleefully.

"Um. It's movement. Muscles are the only tissue in the body that have the ability to contract and therefore move the other parts of the body." I replied slowly, and scratched at the back of my head. I eyed him – what was he getting at? Why did he wanted to know what I know about muscles of all things?

Koro-Sensei's head rocked forward and backward, as if he was in deep thought before he disappeared in a flash. Wind blew against me, and slammed at my small body. I yelped softly, and shielded my eyes. Within seconds, Koro-Sensei was back and sitting quite happily back in his spot.

I blinked, and exclaimed as a heavy book was shoved into my arms. I grunted as I fell back, and looked down at it. It was a textbook on the human body. 'Why would he give me this for?' I wondered, and pitched my lips into a deep frown.

"Nee, Otto-kun. I want you to fill that out by tomorrow morning!" Koro-Sensei ordered with a proud smile. His back slightly arched and many tentacles lopped against his hips.

"What! That's insane!" I shouted back in pure shock. He wanted me to fill this out in one night! But it was more than three hundred pages! There was no way I could do that! I sucked at homework in general.

Koro-Sensei just laughed at my face. His yellow face gaining those annoying green strips again. I had no choice but to at least try filling it out, and with a loud groan – my head flopped forward while despair steadily crawling across my face.

"I'll do my best, sensei." I huffed, and clenched the book tightly. It was so thick that it dug into the sides of my arms.

Koro-Sensei's face flashed with delight. The round ball he had for a head becoming orange, and a bright red circle appearing upon it. "Aye! That's the spirit." He said brightly, and dare I say... Proudly.

"No cheating, Otto-kun. I'll know if you have cheated. No internet or books. I want your mind on the papers!" Koro-Sensei added and I felt a shiver pierced through my body at the tone he used. I swore, for a brief second, his face flushed pure black before returning to the bright yellow color.

I mutely nodded with wide eyes. For some reason, I felt pretty scared at that moment. Meekly, I turned around and crouched down in the sand. I placed my new homework to the side, and scooped sand between them. The irritating small flakes of gold coated my fingers.

"Otto-kun? I'm going to brew some tea. Would you like some?" Koro-Sensei suddenly peeped up, and I glanced over at him curiously.

Brew tea? So he's going back to the school then?

"Um. Okay. Thank you, sensei." I said, bowing my head to him before he shot out of the sandbox within a flash. Scattering sand around me as he went. I sighed, and found myself alone in the sandbox. Strangely, I felt lonely. I liked having Koro-Sensei to talk to which was weird since he wanted to kill everything.

Shrugging to myself, I got to my knees and looked over at the training lesson. I stared in awe as Hiroto Maehara and Yuma Isogai shot out. They were working together, swinging their knives side by side and it was pretty impressive how Karasuma-Sensei easily avoided both of their strikes.

"If you can't hit me, your chance of hitting him by March 20th is very slim. Slim to none. See? While we were sparring, he built the Osaka Castle in the sandbox, changed clothes, and is brewing some tea!" Karasuma-Sensei said, turning his head and looked in my direction. His eyes widened a little surprise before shaking his head.

Slowly his words repeated inside my head. My eyes widened and I spun around to find that indeed Koro-Sensei had already came back. A beautifully made, and skillfully sandcastle stood beside us. Its detail was amazing, everything was town to a T. Not just that either, Koro-Sensei had laid a purple blanket out which he and I was sitting on. In seiza. The tea brewing away in between us. He also wore a lime green kimono, with a darker green jacket over it. He held a purple cup between his tentacles.

It was then that I realized something quite hot was sitting in my hands. I glanced down and my eyes almost bulged out in disbelief. My jaw dropped. I had tea in my hands too, and somehow I was wearing a navy blue set of Japanese clothes like I've never seen before. A kimono like shirt with matching shorts that reached my knees. Lastly a pair of sandals sat on my feet. A Jinbei, I believe.

"Koro-Sensei! When did you do this?" I cried out. My eyes wide and mouth gaping. I didn't even notice him returning, and moving the sand around! Or while I was being changed! It was just a mere second ago that I was still wearing my sandy uniform!

My face became red from the giggling and snickering from the many students behind me. I could feel the amused eyes on my back.

"How infuriating!"

"Once the whole class is capable of hitting me, your chance of success will increase by leaps and bounds. During gym class, I'll be teaching you your knife skills, shooting and all the assassination basics. That's all for today." Karasuma-Senpai said with a firm voice, crossing his arms over his chest, and sorting out his tie.

My eyes widened a little. "Whoa." I muttered softly.

"Otto-kun?" a voice called over to me.

I blinked a few times, and turned my head to find Nagisa smiling at me. Waving me over to him. "Hai." I called back, and started walking towards him.

Shiota Nagisa. He befriended me on my first day, after I had done such an embarrassing thing to him. I was expecting him to be rather upset with me but he wasn't. Even though it was embarrassing, he found it a little funny too – I have apologized over and over to him but he kept brushing it away like it was nothing.

Just like that day, when we went to catch the train together, we had been taking the train together ever since. Meeting up early in the morning to take the train into town. I was a stop ahead of Nagisa, so I was always on the train first but he was so easy to spot considering his pastel blue hair. It was nicer than I thought to have somebody to talk with during that long trip. It was kind of weird how close we live to one another. We met up in the morning, and then walked home together.

If I had learnt anything about Nagisa, was that he still didn't fit the criteria of an assassin as I expected them to be. I don't know, he was just too kind, sweet and innocent. I wondered if it was odd to think of your friend that way? The same sex friend? Meh, I don't know. However, there was this one thing. I'm not sure if it was just my imagination but sometimes, on a rare occasion really, but sometimes during incredibly brief moments of the day – I had noticed Nagisa's changes slightly.

It was strange, I guess. It was like, I wasn't really sure, there was just something off about him during those split second moments of the day. His blue eyes would change, and an aura would take over him but only for a second before he was back to his normal – cinnamon roll self. Maybe it was just me, but Nagisa was one of the kindest people I had ever met. He was a good friend – maybe I was just thinking too much into it.

Just as I was about to walk ahead, I paused and looked back at Koro-Sensei. "Koro-Sensei? Where is my uniform?" I grunted out. My eyes narrowing, and I clenched that stupid book tightly. Seriously, that was pretty freaky how he was able to change me within one second. I shuddered at the thought of it.

"Ah. I put them under your desk drawer." He said, turning his grinning face to look at three girls muttering together. "Oh! Gossip!" he all but squealed out and shot over to them.

I blinked after him, and scratched at the side of my head. "Urn. Okay then."

Nagisa smiled even more innocently as I came to walk by his side. "You seemed to have a lot of fun with Koro-Sensei." He said in amusement and I frowned.

"You saw that, huh?" I grunted out, and reached up. Picking at my ear as I felt an odd sensation within it. Sand! Bloody sand, it was everywhere! Damn him! Damn Koro-Sensei for throwing me into the sand over and over again.

Laughing, Nagisa nodded his head. The little blue tuffs bouncing. "Everyone did. You were right behind Karasuma-Sensei." He said brightly, and I grumbled deeply under my breath. "Koro-Sensei was right in our line of view. We saw everything that happened."

"Nagisa. Like seriously. I think I got sand in places you don't want to know about." I muttered, and shook my head. Nagisa all but laughed at my little troubles. "You can be pretty mean sometimes Nagisa."

Nagisa seemed to ponder this before he smiled. "I wouldn't call it a flaw then, Otto-kun." He said proudly and lightly placed his fist against his chest. I just sighed and shook my head. Nagisa was rather hard to read at times. I wasn't quite sure why.

"Oh. Tomohito-kun." Nagisa smiled in greeting, as the certain dark haired boy jogged up to us. He came to stand by side.

Since he helped me down the mountain. I had became rather close with him. Nagisa helped me befriended him two days later. Why two? Because I didn't have the nerve to do so. Oddly, you would think Nagisa had problems with making friends but in fact he did it quite well. Better than me, to be honest. I had thought of him as being one of those shy and timid boys. The ones that would get bullied, pushed around and had no friends but I found almost the whole class had taken a liking to Nagisa and everyone was so friendly with him.

He had pretty much befriended everyone, and I was no exception. In Nagisa's word 'I just had to have you! Err, I-I mean, I c-couldn't not let us be friends. I mean e-everyone is so nice and kind. It would be best if w-we all got along.' I still remembered how red his face had become when he said the first part. I wouldn't lie, I'd admit it – I burst out laughing. Nagisa really did have a way with words.

Tomohito Sugino. The boy who had helped me. He was friendly, and a pretty straight forward kind of guy. He liked to tease me though, but just as I expected when I saw him for the first time – he was a massive baseball fan. He used to be on the team, back before he dropped to this class.

I winced as I remembered what he said. As soon as he was in 3-E, he couldn't play on the team and his so called friends were never the same with him. Some hardly talked to him, while other just right out cut him out but he loved baseball too much to give it up. And so, Nagisa and I keep him company at break. We stand in a tringle and throw the ball between us, making chit chat. Seriously, some of the strange and plain weird conversations and questions he had thrown out – he could seriously write a book!

Sometimes, Kaede would join us. Only sometimes, as she preferred to hang out with her girlfriends then us. Which was understandable.

"Great outfit." Tomohito said. He came to walk beside me and winked teasingly.

I pouted and tugged on the shirt. "Go on. Laugh it all up." I huffed. Blowing a lose black lock out of my face. Both Tomohito and Nagisa snickered at me, and I grumbled.

Tomohito grinned, and dodged the punch I had aimed at his arm. Not that it would have hurt him much really. He was taller, and so much stronger than me. "You were a blur for second! Then you were suddenly in that. It brings out your eyes though."

Nagisa smiled, and parted his lips to speak when he suddenly paused. I blinked a little, and leaned forward to look at his face. He looked surprised, with wide eyes. Staring ahead of us with un-moving orbs. His shoulders hung loosely.

"Nagisa?" I frowned, and waved a little in his face before finally turning to look at what had shocked him so much that he lost color on his face.

Nagisa looked surprised, as if he had just seen something horrifying. His glassy large blue eyes enlarged so much that I feared they were about to pop out, and his lips parted as if to let out a horrid scream but instead a low wheeze that could barely be heard slipped between his lips.

"Hey, Nagisa-kun. It's been awhile."

The voice was new. It was smooth and sly. Flittering through the air, and seducing everyone with the soft tone within it. It licked at my senses, and immediately I got the impression it was up to no good. It was hiding something or it would do anything with no fear. It made my heart skip a beat.

Deliberately, I gyrated on the spun and turned my eyes up to the figure casting a shadow over us. A boy, standing at the top of the very same staircase I had been sitting on mere hours ago. I felt my body shuddered, and my heart skipped a beat.

He had tousled dark blood red hair, which was thick and lustrous. His eyes were a mesmerizing amber color that were as rich as gold, flecks of silvery light performed ballets throughout those glossy orbs. His face was strong and defined, his features molded from granite. He had dark eye brows, which sloped downwards in a somewhat scary playful-like expression. He had perfect, full and round pale pink lips pulled into an intimidating smirk.

'Whoa...' I blinked my large emerald eyes up at him. I had never seen the boy before, but something was off about him. Something dark. A midnight dark, luring and suggestive aura flittered from his body. It was completely different compared to Nagisa's always sweet, and gentle pure white aura. Having both feelings on either side of me, made my head spin and I felt my throat twitched and burned. My breaths becoming trapped inside my throat.

"Karma-kun…you're back!" Nagisa suddenly blurred out, breaking my train of thoughts and coursing me to look at him.

The boy, Karma, smirked widely at him and closed his eyes into what I could only describe as a famous eye-smile. Still, I looked at Nagisa and pouted. I wonder how he knew this boy, Karma. Not just that, but why do I have the feeling I should run and not look back? I brushed it aside and pushed my silk black hair out of my face.

Swiftly, Karma walked down the steps. His deep yellow eyes raked across us, taking in all our faces slowly like he was mentally making files on each and every one of us. I ducked my head, and avoided looking at him when his eyes came to me after Tomohito. I could feel them lingering on me for a while, before moving on. The hairs on the back of my neck stood up on end, and I gulped nervously.

"Hm." Karma let out a snort, and placed both of his hands into his pockets. He advanced down the steps and his eyes seemed to narrow – I was ever going crazy or I swore they flickered to slits! That was it! No more horror stories before bed! Screw the top ten scariest reddit stories!

"So, that's the infamous Koro-Sensei? Whoa, he really does look an octopus." Karma smirked widely, revealing a little of teeth and he came to pause in front of Koro-Sensei. He didn't really have to tilt his back to look up at him like the rest of us.

Koro-Sensei made a sound of delight upon seeing the new student. He lifted one of his tentacles, and holding one of them up much like a finger. "Akabane Karma…is it? I've heard your suspension was up today!" he blurred out loudly and I noticed for the first time that Koro-Sensei had transformed into his school attire.

Stupid octopus with magical powers…

"But you shouldn't be tardy on your first day." Koro-Sensei added, and his face flashed into a deep indigo color with a cross appearing across it. I guessed that was his 'wrong answer' face, or his 'I disagree with you' face?

Karma tilted his head, causing his lush red locks to bounce. His dark eyes swirled and flashed cunningly. "Ha. It's hard to get back into the hang of things. Feel free to call me by my first name. Nice to meet you, Teach!" he said in a smooth and soft voice. Almost swaying Koro-Sensei towards him with every carefree word he said.

'I kind of like it. I've never met somebody so laidback, and carefree. I wonder what he's like.' I thought to myself, and I tried to picture him being laidback. Lazing around under a tree or something. It almost suited him, until I remembered those dark rich blood red eyes. They did not suit his attire at all. I shook my head, and pushed the image away. I shivered from it.

I looked up in time for Karma to take his hand out of his pocket and loosely held it out to Koro-Sensei. To shake his hand – I wonder if Koro-Sensei will shake his hand like he did with my own last week.

"Likewise. Let's make this a fun year~" Koro-Sensei said in that shrilly, and goofy tone of voice. Nodding his head a little, and begun to rise a wiggling tentacle to shake Karma's outstretched hand. The two pudgy tentacles wiggling and swaying around before looping around Karma's hand.

Koro-Sensei's tentacles burst without notice. Blowing up in Karma's hand, and yellowish liquid dripped along his hand. It was like a loud popping ripping through the air, and the sound of rubbery flesh fell to the ground. Sweat appeared across Koro-Sensei's face and just as Karma thrusted the plastic green knife toward him, Koro-Sensei let out a bellow of a sound and flashed away from him. Appearing a good feet or so away from the red haired boy.

Silence filled the air. Awe also filled amongst the students who saw the unprecedented event. Fear was a shackle, fear was a knife in the gut slowly twisted, and fear was a constant hammer on the head. Yet fear also evaporated like dew drops under an early summer sun. When fear came walking with confidence right past, because like the ghosts of children's nightmares, fear was an illusion. In a flash of shock and dread, I stared at the new student – Karma and my insides twisted painfully.

'That…that is the first time I've seen Koro-Sensei hurt…injured….' I thought in realization. My eyes dropping to the rubbery yellow flesh twitching on the ground by Karma's feet. I quickly turned my head towards Koro-Sensei and a strange bubble of relief as I saw his tentacle arm reappear.

Karma smirked dangerously, and eyed at Koro-Sensei. "Hm. You really are fast after all…and those knives really do work, huh?" he muttered boringly, but his voice somehow filled with amusement.

I felt my stomach dropped, and my body became numb. I could see his hand, especially as he spread his fingers revealing the greenish little shards stuck to his tan flesh. '…He…He took one of the knives apart and-and stuck it to his hand…sliced it up really finely…'

"To be caught by such a simple move…a very childish trick no less…to jump back all that way…what are you, a scaredy cat?" Karma teased. His rich voice spilling easily through the air, and it held a deep smug-like glint within it. With his shoulders relaxed, as if he wasn't afraid at all, Karma slid his hands back into his pockets and he began to advance towards Koro-Sensei.

"I heard they call you 'Koro-Sensei' because you're unkillable." He added, and came to a stop near to Koro-Sensei. His lips pulled back into a dark and twisted smirk, almost revealing sharp fangs. He throw himself forward and clocked his head to the side. "But what's this? Aren't you a pushover after all?"

Koro-Sensei's face flushed a bright red color. His veins popping out all across his rubbery skin – showing he really was becoming angry with his new student. I felt a shiver run down my spine, and I slowly stepped back. My heart was beating loudly against my chest, and it tightened so painfully.

Fear. It filled my veins, and I felt myself becoming smaller and smaller until I was a mere mouse looking at something beyond terrifying. Shadows thrown across me, and large smirks filling the space above me. Just what was Karma? It was like something not from our world came ripping a massive chippering claw through the many layers of our world. Ripping apart the dimensional aspect that surrounded our world.

I hunched myself, and pressed my hands tightly together. I threaded my fingers together and slowly began to shovel backward. My bottom lip quivered from pure fear, it was fizzing off the boy and filling the air. My heart pounded so harshly that it made my head ache.

"Nagisa, what kind of person is this Karma?" Kaede whispered. She slowly stepped up to Nagisa and she tilted her head. Looking between Nagisa and Karma with wide golden eyes.

I felt my body shook, as I stared at Karma. My stomach flopped, and launched. Making me feel sickly. And I wanted to throw up so much right now.

Nagisa blinked slowly, and didn't even waver as he watched Karma. Watched the boy taunting and mocking their powerful teacher. "…Um…Well…We were in the same class our first and second years, but then his continued violent behavior earned him an expulsion, and those students end up here in the E Class, too…but…here he might just be a star student." He muttered softly, and narrowed his own blue orbs. Pressing his lips into a thin line.

Kaede didn't even look fazed of what she was seeing. Honestly, it was a little strange. "What do you mean?"

"When it comes to deadly weapons and foul play, Karma's got us all beat." Nagisa said. And that was all he had to say.

My throat burned, like acid had been poured down the soft and sensitive flesh. Karma smirked even wider than before, he kept his head down as he smugly turned from Koro-Sensei and began walking away. He held the knife in his hand, beginning to twist it and spun it between his fingers. Watching him do it so easily made me feel even more scared like never before.

'S-So…In other words Karma is a real assassin…' I realized, and kept my head down as said boy walked past me. I felt my body flared up with heat, and my eyes burned. I bit my bottom lip harshly, pressing my teeth into the sensitive skin of my bottom lip and I shivered again from genuine fear.

As to not bring attention to myself, I carefully edged as far as I could and puffed my cheeks out. Clenching my eyes shut while he walked back up the steps.

'I-I found a real a-assassin…' I thought, peering up at Karma's back with large round eyes. My mind was turning, and I could almost see the devil like tail and horns he had. It was scary. I was terrified of him.

Just as everyone feared, we were back in class for the rest of the day. However, I wanted to go home. I wondered if I could play it off as being sick. But then again, I would be right back here again tomorrow? What made it worse was that Karma's new desk was placed in my row, right at the back. I could practically taste my own anxiousness on the tip of my tongue.

Of course something like this would happen. As soon as I got used to my class, that I was no longer afraid of my classmates – someone new came in. Someone who would give me a whole new reason to be afraid. What was I going to do? What if, heaven forbid, he tried to talk to me? Not that he would. I was maybe a mere mouse to him but still, what if for some stupid reason he started talking to me? I don't think I could keep straight face! I'd run from him! I know I will!

I let out a soft groan, and lowered my head. Sinking into my desk.

"Otto-san? Are you okay?" Kaede's kind and sweet voice whispered over to me. I had to look at her as she placed a gentle hand onto my shoulder. I would feel beyond guilty if I ignored her. Right after Nagisa, she was the second kindest person I'd ever met. Of course, both couldn't beat my loving Mom but she didn't count in the first place.

Tomohito leaned forward and looked at me from my other side. "Otto-san? Is it the tests? Are you having trouble reading the questions?" he whispered softly to me.

I groaned again, and looked at the question sheet. Even though it was completely written in pure Japanese, and I had gotten a bit better, there was no way I could read this! However, Koro-Sensei had thought ahead and written neatly underneath each question the translation. I smiled meekly, and shook my head. "N-No. I'm fine." I said with a strain smile that twitched.

All of a sudden, a hand was pressed against my forehead and Nagisa leaned to look at my face more closely. "Are you sick?" he asked in concern, and I noticed the small group around us that could hear us all looked at me in great concern.

Laughing forcefully, I softly removed his hand and shook my head. "No-No. I'm fine." I repeated, and tried to make myself more relaxed but how could I? There was a predator sitting right behind me! I was a bloody mouse with smirking cat preying on me (never mind that, Karma probably wasn't even looking at me!)

"Ugh enough!" suddenly a female student shrieked aloud and I yelped. Worried that we had been talking too loudly, but I found her glaring at Koro-Sensei. Wait. Was that soft squishy sound from him? What was he doing? Had-Had Karma really got to him? Wait, never mind. I could totally see how that would happen.

The same student, who I didn't really remember the name yet, shook her head furiously. "Quit with the squish-squash! We're trying to take a quiz here!" she hissed much like an angry cat who had been forced awake.

"P-Pardon me!" Koro-Sensei cried out. Looking completely mortified that he had distracted so many of the students – not that I was really taking the quiz anyway.

I felt a small smile appearing across my lips as I looked at our teacher. I really didn't understand how somebody like him would want to destroy the world. Suddenly, soft whisperings from the back gained my attention, and I shyly peeked over my shoulder. Ryoma was leaning over to Karma and muttering something with an angry expression on his face. My shoulders hunched, and I gripped my pen tightly. So tightly that my knuckles became pure white, and my nails had begun to make small crescent-like shapes into my skin.

Karma snorted. His lips pulled into an amused smirk. Seemed like he found whatever Ryoma said was funny, as he turned to look at him with half-lidded eyes as if he could careless really. "Well. You'd be pissed, too, Terasaka-san if someone'd started to try and kill you." He said loudly, his smooth voice swirling around and I had to agree with him. He did have a point there. I'm sure everyone would be pissed if somebody did try to do that – I might be too or I would just pity myself for pissing somebody else off enough for them to try and kill me.

"Not like when a certain someone screwed up and wet himself." Karma added with a soft chuckle. He quickly turned his head away and hummed softly. He completely ignored Ryoma as he slammed his fist against his own desk, and tried to deny his apparently 'wetting himself'.

Koro-Sensei finally burst. He swung a tentacle up. "You there! No loud noises during a test!" he called out, and few students begun to mutter about him 'punching' a wall. Whatever that meant – guess I missed that. Still, even with that grin – Koro-Sensei looked scarier which scared me even further.

"Ah. Sorry Koro-Sensei. I've already finished my test." Karma pipped up and hummed from the back of his throat. "I'll just sit here quietly and eat my gelato."

'Gelato?' I thought. I immediately thought of those tasty ice-cream treats we sold back in Italy. Aw. I really missed my home. Now I really was sick. Homesick. Shaking my head, I glanced over my shoulder and felt my face pale. Holy! That isn't just any Gelato! How did he get it? You could only get that one from Italy!

Unless….

'It was actually Koro-Sensei's?' I thought, and chewed at my bottom lip. He stole it, and-and-it's a trick! He was planning something! At the realization, I curled my arms in and sank into my chair. My eyes lowered, and I hunched my head.

I didn't notice the concerned look Nagisa shot me as he noticed the way I retreated into my chair.

"Not during class, you won't! Wait! That's the gelato I brought back from Italy yesterday!" Koro-Sensei screamed out. His voice bouncing off the walls, and I let out a soft whine. I clenched my eyes shut, and shook my head.

"It's a trick, Koro-Sensei…" I mumbled softly under my breath. I doubt anybody heard me anyway.

Karma chuckled, and snorted softly. Probably taking a lick from the ice-cream, to annoy Koro-Sensei even more. "Oh, sorry! It was just chilling in the staff room. "

"…'Sorry' won't cut for it!"

I frowned deeply, an decided to block it out. I could feel the anger Koro-Sensei was spilling and it was completely scary. Just what was Karma playing at? I only snapped out of my thoughts when loud ear-ringing pop erupted through the air, and I blinked furiously. Twisting my head to look back in time to see Koro-Sensei stumping up to Karma, only to step onto small marble like things which resulted in his tentacle-like feet bursting.

"A-Anti-me BBs…." Koro-Sensei mumbled out in shock. He let out a mini scream as Karma held up a gun, and swiftly began to try and shoot Koro-Sensei. Over and over again. My heart beat harshly. How did he get a gun! Like seriously?

Karma laughed joyfully. His lips pulling into a wider smirk. "Haha. Gotcha again!" Karma hummed, and got up to his feet. He begun to walk towards Koro-Sensei while pointing the gun at him. "I'll just keep using the same old tricks. Even if it interferes with class. Eventually I will get you."

Karma kept walking up to Koro-Sensei, and pressing the nozzle of the gun into Koro-Sensei's chest. "If you don't like it, kill me or anyone else here. But the second you do…no one'll see you as a teacher anymore." He said, and stepped back. He lowered the gun, and instead smearing the ice-cream into Koro-Sensei's chest. Twisting it, and painting the pink cream along his shirt before dropping the cone carelessly.

"You'll just be a murderous monster."

"You, the teacher, will be killed by me!" Karma added. Lifting his head, and looking up with a dark, almost demon like eyes. His lips pulled back to reveal his fangs, and I shivered unaccountably in my chair. My stomach boiled with fear, pure fear and it ripped into my throat. I twisted my legs together, and pressed my knees close. My eyes were wide, and my lips were crushed shut. My heart pounded in my chest so painfully, and blood rushed through my veins. I couldn't breathe. My view blurred, and I felt more than sick.

Karma chuckled, and stalked past Koro-Sensei. "Here's my quiz. Probably got 'em all correct." He purred out, and threw the paper at the octopus. He came to a stop, and peered over his shoulder.

"See ya, Teach. Let's play some more tomorrow!"

With that, the red haired boy stalked out of the door. His eyes darkened, and his lips pulled into a sly smirk. Seemingly amused with how his first day back to school had gone, before he finally closed the door behind him.

I stared down at my desk. Just looking at the neatly inked writing underneath each Japanese words and it made my head spin. My insides pitched, and I wheezed out loudly. I felt as if my whole body was being sucked at the bottom of my feet – my energy leaving my body from the soles of my shoes.

"Otto-kun!" Nagisa called out loudly, and the twin blue tuffs stood up on end as I fell face-first against my desk. My forehead smacking against the wood.

It wasn't fair! Why did I have to be accepted into this school? Placed into this class! This damn class that trained kids to become assassins! I was not prepare to meet a-a student that was fully prepared to take on the role of an assassin and kill without a care. With a smile on his face. That realization, when I thought of Karma, I wondered who else in this class would be able to do it too? Who else would happily kill?

Was it possible that the sweet and kind Nagisa would be able to slice a human's throat? My nose twitched, and I scrawled up as I pictured the kind bluentte holding a knife to some poor sab's throat. What made it worse wasn't that the thought scared me, no – it was that Nagisa most definitely had possibility to be that assassin! Especially considering he was in this class and not some kind of an unlucky teenager that had been thrusted into the situation like myself.

Karma, on the other hand, was beyond terrifying. It was almost like Karma was already a trained and blood-thirsty assassin! Somebody who wouldn't care who he cut down, who he ran his knife into or whose lives he ruined.

'I don't like this class anymore…' I thought, my shoulders sagging and I whined softly.

Eventually, Koro-Sensei finished up for the day. The lemony octopus-like alien of a teacher reminded me of my homework before shooting off back to my home country. I wouldn't lie, I felt resentment towards my new teacher as he could come and go to Italy as he pleased! I miss my home town, my home country and wish I could shoot through the air and be in Italy within a second.

'I wonder…if I ask nicely would Koro-Sensei take me on one of those trips to Italy.' I sighed, and pushed the hair off the nape of my neck. It was just a thought, and I there was no way I would really ask because let's face it – Koro-Sensei almost scared me as much as my other classmates! But it was a nice thought to have.

Tucking the heavy book away, how in the world am I supposed to fill this out by tomorrow morning again? I pulled on my coat, and quickly turned towards the doorway. I just wanted to get home and hide under my blankets. I was dreading about tomorrow when I have to come back, and witness more of Karma's outrageous and dangerous assassin attempts.

Would Karma really be able to kill Koro-Sensei? And when he did? Then what would happen?

I didn't want to think about it. I shook my head and pushed the thoughts away. I just wanted to be home, and so, I giddily grabbed my bag and quickly exited the room. My knees buckled as I walked.

It didn't take us long. We walked in silence, the three of us, Tomohito, Nagisa and I. Both probably sensing that I didn't want to talk – probably thinking I still felt sick. It was the first time we walked together without talking, completely in silence and not the comfortable silence either. We walked together quietly, and I think Tomohito might even be a bit relieved when we parted. I could almost see the twitchiness in his form as he walked down the path. I had to the urge to apologize to him, but I held it back.

"Otto-kun?"

We had just entered Kunugigaoka Station. It wasn't the largest station I've seen, but it was nice with a few platforms. Not many, but more than six platforms. Nagisa and I always have to go up one flight of stairs, and then cross a small bridge to our platform. Normally, it was fun. Strangely, we always had something to talk about, or laugh about. Turned out we were both fans of animation movies, and books. Nagisa even likes horror novels like myself – we had traded quite a few books by now.

Snapping out my thoughts, I lifted my head to look at the bluenette and smiled. "Um. Yes, Nagisa?" Nagisa has to be one of the most productive friends I've met. Back in Italy, my friends ignore me if I'm sick, or not feeling too well, or even scared but Nagisa nit-picked until you eventually told him. I didn't really know if that was a good thing or not?

"Are you worried about that homework Koro-sensei gave you?" Nagisa asked worriedly. He turned around, and crouched down next to me. Sitting so close to me that our shoulders lightly tapped together in comfort. "Would you like me to help you?"

I hummed softly, and shook my head. "Koro-Sensei said I'm not allowed to cheat…I really don't want to know what he would do if I did…" I trailed off, and shivered. Thinking back of my teacher, and recalling the flash of his black tinted face and tentacles twitching, and I gulped, ducking my head with a low groan.

Nagisa let out a soft laugh of amusement. His head lifted, and his eyes grew bigger. Nagisa was rather smart, and I wondered just how did he ended up in 3-E? "You're nervous about Karma." He finally uttered out in realization and I felt my face flushed from being caught out so quickly.

"You can be pretty scary at times, Nagisa…" I frowned, and scratched at the time back of my head Nagisa smiled, with his lips twitching but nodded his head almost agreeing with me and that was rather creepy to me.

Nagisa clocked his head to the side, and hummed lowly. His lips curled together into a small smile. "Karma is extremely quick-witted. He saw there was a line Koro-Sensei couldn't cross without losing his 'teacherness,' and the tactics he uses make him toe that line. He has the smarts to see the heart of the matter, and the skills to manipulate just about anyone, but he uses them to clash with people." He explained, and I frowned deeply.

"Doesn't make me feel any better about him." I grunted out, and sighed sharply. My shoulders raised and slouched. I grumbled, and frowned even more when Nagisa laughed softly. His eyes closed briefly.

I breathed in deeply, and turned to look at Nagisa. How did he know Karma? I mean, I know that they were in the same class, but the way Karma and Nagisa had looked at each other. Blue and Red. It gave me the impression that they were close friends or maybe…my eyebrows raised to my hairline and my mouth hung open.

"Hey, um Nagisa. Were you and Karma close friends? Or maybe…" I begun, trailing off and leaned closer to him. My eyes skittered, glancing around ourselves and just quietly looking at the passing people. If I'm right, I didn't want to humiliate him so much worse than I did last month.

"Um. Was, no is, Karma your um, boyfriend?" I muttered, my face going pink at the thought.

Nagisa made a low sound, his eyes widened and his face became so red that I swore I could see steam coming out from his ears. "W-What? No! What gave you that idea?" he all but screamed out. Shoulders rigid, and giving me a wide-eyed look.

"Oh." Was all I could say. I snickered at how embarrassed Nagisa looked. "You know Nagisa. There's nothing wrong with being gay." I teased, and smirked as his face became a darker red. I wouldn't lie, it was downright adorable but I wouldn't actually say that out loud.

Nagisa's shoulders hunched, and he clenched his teeth together. "I'm not gay!" he shouted so loudly, that we gained a few looks from the passing people. Of course, this only made Nagisa whine and shake his head.

"Are you sure about that? It really is alright if you've got a thing for Tomohito, or um, Karma-san." I mumbled the last part before I laughed lowly.

Nagisa whimpered to himself, and pressed his hands together. He pouted, and glared down at nothing. "I don't have a thing for anyone, Otto-kun!" he grumbled out, but his face still held that deep embarrassing red blush.

"Hey, it's Nagisa!"

I blinked a little. Nagisa suddenly froze up, sitting up straight and arching his back. His blue eyes shifted, and he clenched his lips together – curling his fingers tightly and pressing his nails into the palm of his hands. I glanced at Nagisa worriedly, noticing how strange he had swiftly becane. Nagisa held his head down, his blue curls falling over his face and his shoulders shook a little.

"Right at home down in the E Class, huh?"

Snapping my head around, I saw two boys standing across from us. Looking like they were about to go back the way we had come from. They wore grey familiar uniforms. They were also from Kunugigaoka Junior High School. I scratched the back of my head, and leaned nearer to Nagisa curiously.

"You know them?" I whispered. I kept my voice low so the two boys could not hear me.

Nagisa nodded his head slowly. His lips trembles a little before he flinched. "Barf!"

The two boys, they didn't quite reach 'good looking' people that I've seen around school. For example, the boy I met on my first day or pretty much everyone in 3-E. Was it cruel to think that even Koro-Sensei looked nicer? I don't know…both boys had moody and tired-like expressions. Wearing thick-brimmed glasses, and had thick curls if messy hair.

"He'll never make it back to our class like that." One of the boys said, and the other snickered in agreement. Both boys had wide smug smirks, like being in a class above of us was so much better? Their snide comments were just that, words. I had met many bullies before and yes, I had been bullied only for a little while but after they realized I wasn't listening to a word they said – they got bored and left me alone.

I winced. Nagisa looked hurt at their comment. He must be pretty sensitive, if something as stupid as what they were saying got to him. I felt small, like a mouse which I had learnt that I was pretty much am but I couldn't help and placed a hand onto Nagisa's smaller shoulder as if to comfort him.

"Why do you say things like that? I'm not saying you guys are stupid, I'm just saying you have bad luck when it comes to thinking." I found myself saying, my voice pitching deeply and I sighed. Shifting on my feet, and looked at the two boys with a frown.

They stared at me with narrowed eyes, and I felt chill ran down my spine. I wondered if maybe I shouldn't have said anything, but I couldn't help myself. Nagisa looked like he was going to cry. Nagisa was my friend – a good friend of mine.

"Who are you? Ah, must be another pathetic student in 3-E. See, Nagisa really is right at home!" The two laughed, brushing off my comment. They smiled widely, with their shoulders hunched up. Obviously, not seeing myself as a threat to their perfect student form.

I smiled, which made them both stop laughing and look at me in confusion. "Oh! I get it!" I gasped out, and let out a small laugh at myself. I mentally screamed at myself, what in the world am I doing? Why couldn't I just keep my damn mouth shut?

"Get what?" One of the boy snorted out. He had an icky pointed nose which twitched as he looked at me.

I almost stepped forward, to poke him but mouse-d away. I kept myself stuck to the spot next to Nagisa. "You says things like that, to make yourself feel better which means you guys are so piteous and pitiful, that you can only use your words to hurt others – this makes yourself feel big when in reality it just makes you as pathetic and stupid as a snail. Wait, that might be an insult to snails…" I trailed off in thought. I had such a big, damn mouth!

"So, your words are meaningless to me." I added as an afterthought before my lips pulled into a wide smile. "I'll never feel bad because of any of you!"

The shorter blimp-like boy stomped his foot a little and crossed his arms tightly. "Why should it matter? Nothing does! 3-E is a pit! A bottomless pit to nothing~ None of you guys are going anywhere, unless us who will be able to go everywhere! So we are better than you, in all ways!"

"Besides! 3-E is more trouble now. I heard Akabane is back now that his suspension's over! I would seriously rather die than wind up in 3-E!" The other boy snapped out in frustration. He reminded me of a little child stomping their feet after being told 'no' by their mother. I almost laughed at the thought.

Swiftly, a beer bottle swung through the air and smashed against one of the stone pillars behind the two boys. Crashing an inch above their heads, which caused them to scream like little newborns and jumping out from their spots. Half recovering, they then snapped their heads around in search for the one who assaulted them.

"Really? You'd rather die?" A pair of golden eyes glowed, and narrowed. Karma smirked widely, revealing his teeth almost like a predator, ready to rip his preys apart.

Karma hummed joyfully, and twisted the broken bottle in his hand. The incredibly sharp edges flashes from the light, and I was worried somebody might spot him and call the police. "Like…Now? It must be such a joy to be your parents."

"A-Akabane!" The two boys cried out before running away with their tails between their legs.

Laughing and snickering, Karma shrugged his shoulders and dropped the bottle carefully to his feet. He shifted on his feet, and placed his hands into his pockets. "Like I'd actually do it!" he hummed in pure amusement.

"With such great toys to play with, who wants another suspension?" Karma added thoughtfully. His lips pulling into a sly smile. He ducked his head to the side, and his eyes flickered – turning to look at the two of us.

I couldn't help but feel thankful plus relieved at that time when Nagisa decidedly stepped forward and earned himself Karma's full attention. "Karma-kun? What are you doing here?" Nagisa questioned softly, and tilting his head thoughtfully. He had a point, Karma had left roughly an hour before we did – surely he would be home by now.

Karma snickered. "I take the train too. Line 5, was it?" He said, and I felt my stomach sank.

What? S-Seriously? I felt a terrified shiver moved along my spine. I wasn't sure how I felt really, I was just glad Karma seemed to be ignoring me right at this moment.

He looked directly at Nagisa. "I decided to wait around because there's something I wanted to ask you, Nagisa-kun."

My body twitched. Holy, I had begun to sweat! Karma wanted to talk to Nagisa, not me! Maybe I could, like sneak away? I almost did, when the red haired demon shifted on his feet and stood in front of Nagisa and I. Blocking any possible way to sneak away, and so, I decided to avoid looking up at him. My eyes glancing around nervously, and I squeezed my hands together – lacing my fingers. My hands were becoming clammy, and sweaty – I was worried that Karma would notice however his focus was solely on the bluenette.

"I understand you know a few things about Koro-Sensei." Karma smiled widely. He made a low clicking sound with his tongue, and leaned forward with great interest.

Nagisa blinked slowly and pinched his lips together. "Uh, well, kind of."

Karma made a deep 'hmm' and crossed his arms onto his chest. His lips twitched, and he closed his eyes briefly. Sighing softly before letting out a soft chuckle. "Does he get mad if you call him an octopus?"

'An octopus?' I repeated, and my eyebrows pulled together. I slowly opened the book Koro-Sensei gave me, and as soon as I did, strange octopus drawings was splattered about – translating the Japanese words into English.

"Um…sorry, but isn't that his um, own personal icon? A self-portrait…" I trailed off, and held the book up. Revealing Koro-Sensei's octopus doodles. I immediately felt my face darkened as Karma's piercing amber eyes slid towards me. His eyes darkened and narrowed – he leaned closer towards me to look at the book.

"U-Um, during P.E he digs around in the sandbox and-and….Octopus trap…" I stuttered, and looked off to the side. Recalling the first time I had walked into Koro-Sensei's 'Octopus trap' was not fun at all. I frowned as I remembered it, and how many of my classmates had seen and laughed in amusement.

My head jolted a little, and my face darkened even further as I realized I had just – well, 'outed' myself in front of the crimson haired boy. I could feel his sly eyes gazing at me, but I kept my attention down. Keeping my eyes away from him.

Nagisa smiled, and I could tell he was recalling that recent time I had 'stumbled' into the octopus trap. Especially as he chuckled softly under his breath before he shook his head and looked up at Karma. "So if he's making jokes like that, I'd say the octopus thing is kind of his trademark." He commented, and thankfully brought Karma's attention back to him.

Karma's eyes flashed, and he turned on the balls of his feet. He held his hand to his chin, and hummed loudly. He clocked his head to the side. "Hmmm. That gives me a little idea."

My face paled, and I could feel my heart thumped louder at those words. I wondered if I could call in sick tomorrow. I doubted it, not with a teacher like Koro-Sensei, he would probably shoot off to my house within mere seconds to see that I was just lying. Just what could Karma be up to? I hope it wasn't anything too bad. However, I have a feeling that what I witnessed today was just icing of the cake, and it made my stomach launched sickly.

"What are you up to now, Karma-kun?" Nagisa peeped up. His soft voice quickly filled in the air, and cutting away my thoughts.

Karma arched his back, and placed his hands into his pockets again. He smiled somewhat gently. "I'm happy, is all." He began, and his nose twitched. He coolly pushed the thick wine colored locks back before clocking his head again. "I was wondering what I'd do if he were just some monster, but turns out he's an actual teacher."

"And I get to kill an actual teacher…I mean, since the last one up and died on me."

My breath got trapped in my throat. I felt my whole body drop. Just as Karma turned around, our train pulled into the station and the gush of wind that came with it, caught hold of Karma, making his hair and clothes bristled in the air. His glassy red orbs widened and glowing with a large Cheshire grin on his face.

'W-What does he mean by his last teacher?' I thought. My bottom lip quivered, and my throat became dry, and itchy. Fear had ran through my body, and my heart sped up – pounding against my chest. This caused my chest to tighten, and ache in pain. My shoulders trembled, and my legs buckled underneath me. I wanted to run away there and then.

~#~#~#~

The next day was just as bright as the day before, though I was as tired as ever. I hardly had any sleep last night. I couldn't believe I had really got the whole book filled! I was so proud of myself, and I even walked with a little spring in my steps.

"I hope I did all right. I filled it with as much as I know…" I murmured to myself, hugging the book tightly as I slowly walked through the corridor. I hope Nagisa wasn't too upset with me? I'm a little late, as I had slept in this morning because I had stayed up more than half the night. I missed the train I would normally take with Nagisa. Maybe that wasn't my only reason.

Last night, we had eventually taken the train. It went on like blur. Karma had, in fact taken the train with us but he didn't talk – he just sat there in silence scheming to himself. It was terrifying. His stop was about three stops before myself, and I had sagged in the chair in relief as soon as he got off. I just couldn't take the thick aura around us, Nagisa tried to reassure me about Karma but I really couldn't listen very well. My head was all over the place – I feel a little guilty that I had somewhat ignored the cinnamon roll.

Turning, I finally entered my class room and froze. The blood in my veins just stopped, stopped cycling my heart and my eyes widened. My jaw drop in surprise. I clenched the heavy book and felt my entire body shook.

'…Why…' I thought, before ducking my head and speed walking towards my desk. I avoided looking at anybody, but I could feel eyes on me. The back of my neck had prickled with heat, and almost slouched in my chair. I couldn't look up, no I wouldn't – not with-with that poor dead octopus pinned to the Koro-Sensei's desk.

I bit my bottom lip. I didn't have to look to know who decided to try and upset Koro-Sensei this way. It was as scary and sad as anything else. It made my heart beat harshly in my chest. I could feel the awkwardness in the air, and when I glanced at the other students around us, they were all griping their hands together tightly. I could see how tightly they were pressing their fingers making their knuckles turn paper white. I gulped, and shook my head a little.

'What would Koro-Sensei do?' I wondered and shivered. But more importantly, what would he do to Karma? He wouldn't hurt Karma, would he? It would affect his image as a teacher. Strangely enough, Koro-Sensei had a weird obsession with being a teacher. It was- well, more than weird and strange that an alien-like creature was so obsessed with teaching and yet wished to blow up our home up in a year's time.

Eventually, I couldn't help but make the mistake of peeking up at the poor creature. I felt my stomach immediately dropped, and launch causing my inside to twist sickly. The octopus had silk reddish rubber-like skin with large round black orbs and a snout that was twisted upward somewhat. Its eight tentacles rolled off all sides of the desk, with a knife sticking through the small octopus's head. I felt the strong sense of sadness overwhelming me – the poor defenceless octopus was now pinned to the desk - dead.

The door slid open, and I jolted. I straightened myself up, but kept my head down. I couldn't bear the thought of looking at Koro-Sensei. Would he be angry or upset? I don't know, but I didn't want to find out. Just as Koro-Sensei entered the classroom, awkwardness within the room sky-rocketed. You could cut it with a knife now.

"Good morning! What's wrong, class-"I felt my whole body twitched, and my heart skipped a beat as Koro-Sensei's bubbly and goofy voice filled the air before stopping dead in the middle. Obviously noticing the dead octopus lying on his desk.

"Whoops! My bad! I mistook it for you and killed it instead!" Karma almost laughed. His voice pitching in a mocking or teasing hitch, and I clenched my hands around my book. Just what in the world could he be thinking? Why did he had to be so - so, well, I couldn't think of the right word to describe him!

Slowly, I looked up at Koro-Sensei and bit the inside my cheek. I winced a little, as I had begun to taste a little bit of iron. It was hard to tell what our teacher was thinking, he still had that usual grin upon his face but his eyes seemed to twitch a little. I was half-expecting to see his face tinting another color to show at least some of his emotions but it was yellow as a lemon as always.

I heard the red haired boy in the back snorted, and made a low chuckle. "Ah! Bring it here – I'll dispose of it!"

Koro-Sensei made a low sound from the back of his throat. He faced him, and wrapped two of his tentacles carefully around the octopus. He lifted it from the desk, and gently turned it around. "Oh. All right." He glided up through the spaces between desks, careful not to get any of his tentacles stuck or trapped against the many desks.

'My god! What is Koro-Sensei going to do? I'm so nervous that even my ass is sweating!' I thought to myself. Crushing my lips together, and nervously glancing back over my shoulder. Watching with everyone else as our teacher advanced towards Karma.

Drills. My eyes grew wide, and I stared in surprise. Koro-Sensei made an amused sound – like he was mocking Karma back as his tentacles begun to spin so fast that they looked like drills. I watched in pure awe, as Koro-Sensei within a flash disappeared and then re-appeared holding a-a small rocket? A missile? I don't know! However, I couldn't help the bubble of worry forming inside my stomach.

'Had-Had Koro-Sensei just snapped? Had he just given up and decided to teach Karma a lesson his own way?' I thought in panic. Even if Karma terrifies me greatly, I didn't want him to get hurt!

Koro-Sensei amusingly laughed. "Allow me to show you, Karma-kun: the might of these drill tentacles and the firepower of this missile I pinched from the Self-Defense Force!" he grinned, and spoke joyfully.

"…Oh. He's cooking…" I muttered in realization. Seeing the sudden bags of cooking ingredients being clenched by his tentacles. Flour, and Sauce. Easy to read, but something Bits, and Flakes? No idea! My Japanese really wasn't very good and hey! They were being moved around, so it was difficult to read the words!

Swiftly, Koro-Sensei spun the missile around so he could use the burning hot flame at the bottom. I hope he won't drop it or anything! Even if it was dangerous, it was still one of the most amazing things I had ever seen. Especially with how fast Koro-Sensei's tentacles were moving. Cutting up vegetables, mixing flour and water together in a bowl and dicing up the octopus. Turning the octopus into small perfectly round balls.

"I'm not about to let my assassin get away scot-free!"

Karma let out a sudden muffled yelp, and when I snapped my attention to him, I noticed he had a just cooked octopus ball in his mouth. His amber eyes widened, and he arched his back – his shoulders jolted upwards. Feeling the hot steam rushing up his nose, and the hot meat beginning to burn his tongue – Karma let out a loud cough and spat the ball out. He whipped his mouth, and groaned loudly.

Koro-Sensei laughed in victory, and held up a small plater with the cooked balls sitting in a row upon. "I could tell by your pallor that you hadn't eaten breakfast. I whipped these octopus balls up at Mach speed! They'll put you well on your way to being nice and healthy! Now, open wide!" Koro-Sensei grinned, his voice somewhat dark and he hovered just above Karma.

He flashed one of the octopus balls to Karma. "What I do is tend things, take care of them. Things like assassins' rusty blades. So keep trying to kill me earnestly all day today. Every time you do, I'll take care of you. By the end of the day, your body and mind will be polished to perfection."

I watched Koro-Sensei. He was amazing, and but yet terrifying when made enemies with. Like a comicbook hero. I watched as the yellowish teacher laughed happily, and popped the takoyaki into his mouth before I frowned a little.

I tilted my head thoughtfully. It was a stupid thought, yes, but I couldn't help myself and it kind of made me laugh. "So, Koro-Sensei a cannibal? He defines himself as an octopus and yet he eats them…" I said to myself, but found my cheeks darkened when the students near me snickered in amusement. I even noticed Nagisa swiftly jotted it down in his trusty black notebook.

"What! I'm not a cannibal!" Koro-Sensei suddenly squealed, and I hunched over my desk. Why did I have to say that? The class had erupted into giggles and laughter, as the octopus teacher wailed on and on about not being a cannibal.

I hadn't handed in my 'homework' yet. To say the day had been eventful was an understatement. During Math, my first Cooking lesson, and even Japanese class, Karma had tried so desperately to assassinate Koro-Sensei. He gave a few amazing attempts, that I'm sure would work on a normal person however, Koro-Sensei was way above normal and avoided them easily.

Karma had tried to shoot Koro-Sensei, and resulted in having his nails dolled up with Koro-Sensei's face. Karma had thrown hot soup up at Koro-Sensei's face, and tried to cut his throat. Doing that had resulted in Koro-Sensei avoiding the attack, and dressing Karma up in frilly and bright pink apron with a matching bandana. Other than that, I rather enjoyed my first cooking class. I paired up with Okuda Manami, the shy dark-haired girl with glasses and it was nice to talk to a new person. I even promised to team up with Kaede next time. Karma had even scared Koro-Sensei by placing a banana peel on the floor – who would have thought Koro-Sensei would have become so flustered over some skin of a fruit?

The last thing Karma did, or tried, didn't even get very far as Koro-Sensei had poked him on the forehead within a blink of an eye. He had stopped whatever Karma was about to pull, and ended up styling his flaming red locks into some pretty cute but girly hairstyle.

By the time the day was over, everyone was rather exhausted and dead tired. I was a little surprised I didn't doze off at all during the day but then again, Karma had been rather active. Still, I was more than tired and I was half-expecting to fall asleep on the train – I hope Nagisa wouldn't be offended if I did.

I let out yawn and rubbed my sleepy eyes before nervously walking up towards Koro-Sensei. I watched briefly as the other students exiting the classroom, as eager to leave as I was. I had told Nagisa that I would meet him outside because I had to give Koro-Sensei the damn book first.

"Otto-kun!" Koro-Sensei laughed loudly.

I inhaled slowly, and closed my eyes briefly. "Um. Here's that homework you told me to, um, complete!" I exhaled sharply. Wincing as my voice pitched and croaked. My cheeks flushed, and I held the book out. I wasn't quite sure what would happen – would he tell me my results by tomorrow?

Koro-Sensei hummed loudly, and tilted his head to the side. His yellow tentacles flickering around him, and his eyes noticing the stupid homework I had completed. He immediately took it from me, and I gasped at how fast he went through it. Looking at the numbers, and words I had written on the page. His tentacles scribbling across all the pages within seconds. Turning the pages over at unbelievable speed.

My spending hours and hours of work. And Koro-Sensei had looked through the whole book in just seconds. I couldn't help but feel cheated as he analyzed and exanimated each page, going over my work and scribbling over it. I jumped, jolting back startled as Koro-Sensei closed the book quickly and grinned widely.

The back of my neck prickled with heat, and I felt my stomach twisting. I stared anxiously at Koro-Sensei, eager to hear what he had thought. I felt my stomach dropping, and I bit at my bottom lip as Koro-Sensei looked from above me for a few seconds, and I slowly took the book from the twisting tentacles. My hands shook, and trembled slightly.

Swiftly, his head turned to look through the window of the classroom and he made a clicking sound. I followed his direction of sight, and noticed he was looking at the cliff side near us, and before I could say a word, Koro-Sensei wrapped a tentacle around my waist.

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"I think…I'm gonna be s-sick…" I muttered as Koro-Sensei moved with easy through the air. Forcing my smaller body to move along with him. Shooting through the air, and spinning. My head rocked side to side, and I wondered what was so important for Koro-Sensei to move so urgently. What about my results? Do I not get to find out if I did alright or not? Those questions were hard! I never had to answer questions like that before!

I pouted as I was placed onto my feet. My knees buckled, and I groaned. I don't think I would ever get used to the speed Koro-Sensei used to get around. Shaking my head, I rubbed the back of my head and looked around myself. "Why are we on top of the cliff again?" I said out loud.

"Otto-kun?" Nagisa called out, rushing up to me and I blinked. Turning my attention him and frowned. Why was he here? I thought he would be waiting for me back at the school gates? However, my question was quickly answered as I found Karma sitting on a branch sticking out of the cliff side. The branch didn't look safe, and I was worried that he would slip or something!

"Nagisa? What's going on?" I frowned, and looked at the slightly shorter blue haired boy.

Nagisa glanced downwards, and rubbed the back of his neck. "Um." He begun and before he could say a word, Koro-Sensei was already moving towards Karma.

"Karma-kun! I've certainly taken good care of you today, haven't I?" Koro-Sensei said. His voice took a mocking tone. He brought his head to one side, to look at the red haired boy who sighed softly to himself. "You can still try to kill me, you know. I'll polish you up even shinier." Koro-Sensei added, his face glowing lime green and yellow strips. Teasing the boy.

Karma smirked and then hummed. He got up on his feet – so that he was now standing on the branch and I frowned. Why was I getting a bad feeling about this? Just staring at the boy made my stomach twisted so horribly. "Just to make sure…you are a teacher, correct?"

"Yes." Koro-Sensei nodded proudly to himself, and his face faded back to that same lemon yellow color.

Karma nodded slowly afterwards. He closed his eyes briefly, before humming softly to himself. "And would you - say, risk your life to protect yours students?"

I felt my whole body froze. Karma's words echoed inside my head, and it made my throat burn. I let out a small 'huh' as I stared at him. My eyes narrowed, and I chewed at my bottom lip. Something-Something was not right. 'T-That voice…the way Karma said that…i-it doesn't sound right…' I thought, and clenched my hands tightly. There was something off about the way Karma had asked that question, and not just that, his face. He showed no emotion when he posed such question, as if he already knew the answer, but why?

"Of course – I'm a teacher, after all!" Koro-Sensei quickly said.

My eyes widened, and my jaw dropped. The realization clicked into my head, and I stepped forward. "Nagisa. Karma's going to-"I begun, my voice hitching and pitching as I tried to explain only to be cut short as Karma let out a small laugh.

"Okay, good. Then I can kill you." Karma smiled widely, and stepped backward before gracefully falling off the branch. He pulled out his gun, and aimed it in front of him. His orbs glowed brightly, catching the hot sun above us – making them stood out.

It's a trap! I realized. I let out a gasp as Karma begun to fall backward, and my stomach clenched. It sent a strange sensation throughout my body.

"For sure!"

He'll shot Koro-Sensei if he tries to save him! If Koro-Sensei lets him die, then his life as a teacher is over! My hands shook, and rushed forward to look over the cliff side. Falling on my knees, and my eyes had widened so much that the skin around them starting to burn. 'Karma! You idiot! Why would you risk your own life for Koro-Sensei? Just so you could kill him? Was it really that important? I mean I know it is, but is killing Koro-Sensei worth more your own life!' I thought in panic.

"Karma!"

A blur of bright yellow flashed right in front of my eyes, and as soon as I blinked, I found Karma falling into a large golden spider-like web. I gasped, feeling astounded and absolutely stunned. I watched as Karma bounced a little on top of the web, like a fly caught by a spider. He looked as shocked, as bewildered as Nagisa and I were, his eyes grew larger as if he had just been hit by a thunderbolt. Karma's mouth was slightly opened, and he turned his head a little to see Koro-Sensei just below him with that goofy grin upon his face.

Karma tried to move, but couldn't. He was stuck to the tentacle-web. Karma grumbled, and struggled even more as Koro-Sensei flashed up around him – seeming to mock him before Karma finally gave up and lied back with a small smile.

Nagisa let out a sigh of relief, and we both fell against each other. Our backs pitting close, and both of us groaned like we had just escaped death. We rested like that for a few seconds, before we separated ourselves to stand. I whined softly, as my legs almost gave in on me. "Life of an assassin, huh?" I muttered to myself, and Nagisa laughed softly, his voice trailing off.

We then turned around to see Koro-Sensei and Karma. Koro-Sensei brought Karma back up the cliff within seconds. Karma sighed to himself, and lazily dropped to the ground with his eyes closed, and arms behind his head. "It's no use. He won't die, and he can't be killed. Not the teacher part of him anyway. "

"For being so reckless, Karma-kun, you sure were calm." Nagisa pouted, and stood firmly on the ground. He placed his hands onto his hips, and shook his head disappointedly. I almost smiled in amusement as I looked at the bluenette, he reminded me of my mum right then but I didn't think Nagisa would like it if I had told him.

I looked at Karma and shook my head. "I think you're crazy." I muttered out. I wasn't expecting him to hear me, but he did. He turned to look at me with his yellowstone eyes, and I shivered. I wanted to look away, but like before, my brain failed to catch up with my mouth.

"You're an idiot. No assassination should be more important than your own life. Even if Koro-Sensei is going to destroy the world next year, I don't think he is worth killing yourself over quite yet. You've got many months to try out other things first." I found myself saying. My head felt slightly heavy, and my brain was practically screaming at me for being so stupid myself. I might as well have painted a red target on my very back.

Karma tilted his head and got up to his feet, dusting the dirt off of himself in the process. "Hmm" he hummed under his breath, and I shook a little.

I felt fear rushing through my veins when Karma suddenly faced me. Advancing towards me with his hands in his pockets. Anxiousness and worry immediately filled me, and I wondered if maybe I should have just kept my mouth shut or I wished I did! But when I thought he was going to attack me or worst - hit me, I yelped loudly and covered my forehead.

Karma laughed, holding his hand out in front of me and shrugged. "Perhaps you're right. It isn't wise to kill myself over it yet – not when I have so many fun experiments to try out." He said, with a smirk forming on his lips.

I wanted to say that wasn't what I meant, but I felt it would make no difference. Instead, I sighed, but nodded right back at him.

"No big deal. As far as I can tell, that would've been my best chance at killing him." Karma hummed, and I gaped widely when he suddenly ruffled through my head. I gasped, and tried to push his hands away but Karma easily moved his hand away. "Looks like I'm taller then you too!" he laughed, and I frowned deeply – pouting at him.

Karma grinned at me before he closed his eyes briefly, and oddly, he seemed more relaxed than before. More laid back, and as weird and strange as it was, I wasn't as terrified as I was when I first met him. He still was scary, but I didn't feel like I had to run away from him.

"Oh? Out of ideas already? I have plenty of grooming tools to use in retaliation. You're kind of a pushover yourself, aren't you?" Koro-Sensei joined in, and swiftly held up many different kinds of beauty products that most woman would use. Even a pair of cat ears, and embarrassing to admit, I kind of wanted to see what Karma would look like with them on.

Face twisting, Karma clenched his teeth and grumbled. I had the feeling he wanted to attack Koro-Sensei again, but held back and shook his head. Karma breathed softly and smiled. "Oh, I'll kill you – maybe even tomorrow."

Koro-Sensei's face swiftly flushed a soft orange color with a bright red circle on his face. The 'you're right' face he would make. "A healthy, refreshing bloodlust! Looks like you don't need any more TLC." He said happily.

I blinked innocently, as Koro-Sensei gazed towards me. "Nee~ Otto-kun! A lot of people failed at what you accomplished – within one night no less. I'm rather impressed with what you have demonstrated to me. Your work speaks volumes of the kind of 'person' you can become!" he chirped proudly and joyfully.

My eyebrows pulled together in confusion, and I pinched my lips into a small 'o' shape. I clocked my head to the side, as two tentacles moved closer and held that book out to me. Blinking slowly, I took it carefully and opened it to the first cover.

'Congratulation! 100% Octopus ++'

I stared in disbelief, and my jaw dropped. "Really!" I gasped out.

I passed? Not to mention, getting full marks for them? Koro-Sensei chuckled and nodded. I wondered for a short while whether this was a harsh joke or not, before I quickly dismissed the thought away. Why was it so important to Koro-Sensei? I wondered. I was so happy that I had aced it! I had filled out everything I could remember on the human body, and some of the questions I had no idea what they were about, so I wrote down what I thought but voila!

Koro-sensei thought I did well! Very well! I smiled brightly.

"Whoa. You did it!" Nagisa cheered, looking down at the book and smiled widely at me. I returned it, sighing in sheer relief. It was the hardest work I had ever done so far! The sense of accomplishment was a bit overwhelming.

Karma smirked, before breaking into a chuckle. He placed a hand inside his pocket, and walked away while throwing something up into the air and catching it over and over. "Hm. This is something worth celebrating. Let's eat on the way home." He said and smirked widely.

"Hey! That's my purse!" Koro-Sensei shrieked in horror.

"Then don't leave it in the staff room unattended next time!" Karma laughed, before throwing it back to our teacher who opened it and screamed at the top of his lungs. Karma smirked widely, and laughed himself. "There wasn't much in there anyway. Call it a donation!"

Karma smiled and shrugged his shoulders a little.

Nagisa and I shared a look, we smiled to catch up to Karma. "Karma, you are really something…aren't you…" I sighed and shook my head, but couldn't help and smile.

"Ah. I like to think I'm a... justice vigilante." Karma solemnly said, but laughed afterwards.

I snorted loudly at that and rolled my eyes. "Right. A justice vigilante..."

'Hmm. I wonder what else class 3-E had in store for me?'

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Chapter 3! Yay~

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