Author's Note: Okay, no one flame me for this decision! I promise you will get a Nagisa vs Takaoka, but I did want to have some fun ;)! Read and see!
"YAY ISLAND TIME!" Koro Sensei exclaimed. They were on a boat heading straight for the island, the only thing surrounding them was water and the sea breeze. The octopus had just dropped in having not been able to board the ship seeing as he has few too many appendages. Unfortunately for him, the transportation of the day: a boat. So... five minutes later:
"Uuuuuugh, a boat... why'd it have to be a boat?" Koro Sensei groaned.
"Koro Sensei look!" Hinano exclaimed.
"Why do we have to go via ship? Feels like the insides of my head are about to pour out," Koro Sensei moaned.
"Koro Sensei! I can see the island!" Hinano shouted, ignoring his statement, taking a swing at him with an Anti-Sensei knife.
"Six hours from Tokyo," Sugino shouted over the wind, "That's where we're gonna kill you Koro Sensei." The octopus merely laughed in response and watched as the island came closer into view. Haru joined him, Maehara, Hinano, and Sugino at the bow as Tokaku leaned on the outer wall of the navigational room, watching her.
'This doesn't feel right,' Tokaku thought to herself, glaring at the approaching land mass.
"Welcome to Fukumajima resort," a waiter with a rather large nose greeted, "Have a tropical juice special, on the house."
"Thanks!" Haru bowed, rushing back to Tokaku's side holding out one of the drinks to her. Tokaku sniffed it, peering at it hesitantly.
"Oh come on Tokaku! Not everything is a threat," Haru lightly chided, taking a long swing from hers. Tokaku looked at her girlfriend, her face beamed with love, happiness, and trust. Tokaku sighed, taking the glass to her lips and taking a small sip. It tasted good. Haru was practically bouncing off the walls with excitement.
"How is it?" she asked.
"Fine," Tokaku shrugged, but Haru bound on her with absolute glee, pulling her into a tight hug earning both an eyeroll from Karma and smiles from Nagisa and Kayano.
"You two are so cute," Kayano giggled as Tokaku let Haru cling to her.
"Cute..." Tokaku muttered, not particularly liking the description. Haru sighed contently, pulling away.
"Come on guys! We have free time until dinner! Let's have some fun!" Sugino exclaimed, pumping his fist in the air. That was their signal. Nagisa grinned and Karma smirked.
"Coming!" Kayano called, running to meet their friend with Karma and Nagisa following.
"You don't have to, you know," Tokaku said softly, her usual monotone breached by concern.
"Do what?" Haru asked, cocking her head to the side cutely as she always does when she's confused.
"The assassination," Tokaku said, turning to her girlfriend, placing her hands caringly on her shoulders.
"It's my job Tokaku, I joined the class, I should," Haru replied, her previous cheer fading.
"But you shouldn't," Tokaku said harshly, squeezing Haru's shoulders inadvertently.
"Tokaku?" Haru asked softly, reaching up and cupping her girlfriend's cheek caringly.
"It hurts," Tokaku murmured.
"Tokaku," Haru stated calmly.
"It hurts to kill," Tokaku whispered.
"Tokaku," Haru said, the concern and demand in her voice increasing.
"It hurts to kill someone, something you love," Tokaku choked slightly, her voice faltering just barely, but it spoke volumes.
"Tokaku," Haru sighed, pulling her in, hugging her tight running her hands up and down Tokaku's back soothingly.
"Aw! That's so cute!" Koro Sensei exclaimed, clearly just spotting the two. Tokaku pulled back instantly and hurled a blade straight for Koro Sensei's head, but he dodged easily, chuckling as he did.
"Come on Haru," Tokaku said, pulling Haru by the arm, "The others are waiting." Haru barely had time to utter a protest before they met up with the rest of their friends and were off to scuba dive.
Haru was helping Tokaku into her wetsuit. She, Karma, Nagisa, and Sugino were going under to scout out an area to perfect the assassination plan. Why she was going with them was beyond her especially seeing as she was a 'teacher', but Haru had insisted (basically she pouted, how anyone resisted that pinkette was beyond Tokaku; she had made it this far, but her will was thinning).
"Group 1 is doing a good job of distracting him," Sugino observed looking skyward towards the parasails. One was flying way faster than the others and doing a wide array of tricks that was way beyond human capability, obviously the octopus was getting a little too excited.
"Hurry up guys," Kayano exclaimed, "He'll be coming to our group next!"
"Right," Nagisa nodded, "Going down."
"Right behind you," Sugino grinned. Karma followed soon after.
"Good luck," Haru smiled and Tokaku decided to let her façade slip a little.
"I don't need it, I have you," Tokaku smirked, diving in after the boys. Haru went as pink as her hair as Kayano giggled.
"You're right, she's sweet," Kayano chuckled.
"Ya..." Haru smiled reminiscently, but then she thought back to their earlier conversation.
'I wish she could forgive herself,' Haru sighed, 'It hurts... doesn't she know that I already know how it feels. I watch her go through it everyday, I wish she knew that it hurts me just as much to see her and know that she's berating herself about it as the act and memory hurts her. Then maybe, she could forgive herself if nothing, for my sake.'
The rest of the day was spent distracting Koro Sensei and setting up their assassination. By the time dinner came around though, everyone was really regretting taking Koro Sensei out in the sun...
"Phew, that was so much fun! Check out my tan!" Koro Sensei grinned. He didn't need to ask, everyone already was. He was pitch black...
"THAT'S WAY TOO MUCH!" the class exclaimed.
"Even your teeth?" Kimura quirked an eyebrow.
"We can't see your facial expression anymore..." Okano sighed, she seemed rather irked.
"Dinner's ready!" Isogai called out causing the octopus to jump up and down. Tokaku rolled her eyes, but Haru took her by the arm and pulled her along bringing a slight smile to her lips.
'At least Haru's enjoying herself,' Tokaku thought, 'but then again, when isn't she?'
Isogai presented a tray to Koro Sensei like a waiter would, but then again, he was a waiter.
"We reserved this floating restaurant all to ourselves," he smiled politely like he would at work, "That way we have it all to ourselves and so everyone can enjoy themselves freely."
"I see... first you want me to get motion sick so I loss focus," Koro Sensei nodded, his black face masking his expression.
"Of course, it's basic assassination," Isogai smiled, his nervousness showing slightly.
"Exactly," Koro Sensei chuckled, "but did you really think that would work? I'm so excited for this assassination that I can handle a little motion sickness!"
"YOUR TAN IS TOO DARK!" everyone exclaimed, unable to see his emotions at all.
"Really?..." Koro Sensei asked surprised.
"I can't even tell the back of your head from the front," Nakamura admitted sheepishly.
"Seriously, can you do something about that?" Meg sighed, exasperated.
"Hehehe, have you forgotten?" Koro Sensei smirked (or at least the writer was pretty sure, they couldn't see his face either), "I can shed my skin! Ha! Talk about peeling. Aaaand there! Back to my normal self, happy now?"
"Your once a month shed..." Fuwa pointed out.
"Well, yes, usually I use it as a trump card, but-" Koro Sensei frozen, "Oh... AIEEE!"
"He's an idiot..." "How have we not assassinated this moron yet?" "Such a klutz..." "Did he seriously just put himself in danger right before an assassination?"
Koro Sensei slumped over in his chair, head in his hands, er, tentacles. Purely and utterly embarrassed.
'We spent our entire summer training for this,' Nagisa smiled, 'Everything is set and ready. Today, we will kill Koro Sensei.'
Koro Sensei still got motion sick...
"Alright Koro Sensei! Right this way, this is where the party will take place," Sugaya grinned, "The ballroom in the hotel annex." It was a single room full of bench seating all facing a television propped up on a table with both Okajima and Mimura leaning on it.
"There's no way to escape from here," Isogai smirked.
"Come on, have a seat Koro Sensei," Okajima chuckled.
"This is going to be fun," Mimura grinned.
"We're going to start by watching a movie," Okajima flashed his best smile.
"First, we're going to watch a movie Mimura edited together," Isogai explained, "Next, we're going to have the seven students who got hundreds on one of the core exams take their tentacle. Then everyone else will join the assassination. Any objections?"
"Hehehe, no everything's fine with me," Koro Sensei smirked cockily. Tokaku frowned at his expression, he was hiding something.
"Ready?" Isogai asked as Koro Sensei sat down. The octopus nodded in response. Okajima smirked and flicked off the lights as Mimura pressed play.
"The Ecology of a Certain Teacher," the narrator, Mimura, read, "Information provided by Nagisa Shiota and others, Cinematography by Taiga Okajima, Narration and editing by Koki Mimura. First, join me in gazing upon these outrageous shots of our teacher!" The picture changed from the cover image to a picture of Koro Sensei sitting on a pile of porno magazines in a rhino beetle costume completely engrossed in a page filled with a woman in a bathing suit and rather large boobs. (of course...) Koro Sensei stared at the screen, dead silent.
'He's in shock,' Nagisa realized, chuckling to himself.
"Whaa!" Koro Sensei burst.
"As you can see his current preference is sexy secretaries. This octopus personally gather all of this smut off the street."
"N-no! Okajima!" the octopus exclaimed entering a frenzy fueled by pure embarrassment, "I told you not to tell anyone!" The screen changed again, this time it was a video of Koro Sensei getting in line behind a bunch of women.
"Next up see that hulk standing in line at the women only buffet? Guess who? That's right, it's him! Obviously they all notice him. They know he's in drag. It's a miracle they don't realize he isn't human!" Two security guards are now dragging a rather reluctant Koro Sensei away.
"Smut mags and cheating to illicitly procure women's baked goods. You are one hardcore pervert," Hazama smirked, chuckling as Koro Sensei went red. The picture changed again. Now it showed a line of Koro Sensei clones getting free something from a man in the mall.
"This is him before payday. He used his clones to get extra free promotional pocket tissues. We had no idea why he wanted with so many of them, but then! *the scene changed to somewhere in the middle of the woods in the back of the classroom, Koro Sensei was in a chief outfit and deep frying something* To our horror, he deep fried them! Does he have any pride as a teacher let alone as a sentient being? But that's not all folks, There's more! For the next hour, let's observe all the shameful things he's done!"
"AN HOUR!" Koro Sensei exploded. Tokaku personally thought he was going to drop dead right then and there.
One hour later...
"So we had you watch our prize investigative footage, but have you noticed anything different Koro Sensei?"
Koro Sensei lay slumped over on the bench, his face resembled something close to a dried yellow prune.
"I'm dead. I'm already dead," Koro Sensei groaned, "I can't live on with the knowledge you now possess." He was lay there like that, completely oblivious to his surroundings until he heard the distinct sloshing of water around him. perking up, he looked down find the floor being swiftly covered in sea water. High tide.
"We haven't even done anything yet, someone must have shortened the stanchions under this room," Terasaka smirked, rising along with Isogai, Okuda, Muramatsu, Nakamura, Hazama, and Yoshida.
"You're seasick, humiliated, and you've absorbed a lot of sea water," Nakamura grinned, "There's no way you'll be able to move quickly now."
"'Kay, this is the real deal," Terasaka said raising his gun, "You promised, so no dodging our attacks."
"Ready," Isogai called, all seven turned stone faced, "Aim, " All positioned their guns, "Fire!" Seven shots fired, seven targets hit. Suddenly, there was a sudden cracking sound as the walls fell away revealing students on fly boards. They rose and linked arms directly above Koro Sensei, their jets creating a cage of water in place of the wooden walls. Inside, all the remaining students were armed with guns ranging from handguns to their assault rifles. Everyone fired at the same time, all their shots deliberately not trained on Koro Sensei, but around him, blocking all escape routes. Flustered, Koro Sensei was turning every which way in a vain attempt to absorb the situation, not noticing the small slit open behind him. Chiba and Hayami emerged from the water, they were hidden there the entire time as to confuse Koro Sensei.
'Gotcha,' Chiba smirked.
'Game's up,' Hayami narrowed her eyes. Both fired.
There was a giant explosion of light, blasting everyone back into the water. Tokaku ran in with Karasuma and Irina, scanning the water for the octopus and the students.
"Did... we do it?" Maehara managed, everyone else was speechless, staring at the hole in the annex's floor where Koro Sensei had stood mere seconds before.
"Don't celebrate just yet!" Karasuma ordered, "Keep your eyes on the surface, he can regenerate. Kataoka, go in and check the area underneath, he may be toying with us." Everyone swam around, no one spotting the yellow octopus they called their teacher.
'Did they actually do it?' Tokaku gawked inwardly, 'No, something's off.'
"Hey! Over here!" Sugino called. He pointed to a bunch of rapidly surfacing bubbles, no one could say anything, they all just stared and held their breath.
Bloop
Koro Sensei's head popped out of the water, a happily little grin plastered on his face as he bobbed up and down in a... weird orange ball! Everyone could only stare, but this time for a very different reason.
'What. Is. That.' Nagisa stared.
"This is my trump card to trump all trump cards," Koro Sensei smirked, "My absolute defense form!"
'Absolute defense form?!' the class' jaws dropped simultaneously.
"This translucent sphere is made of high-density crystalized energy," Koro Sensei explained, "I shrank my body as small as I could and used the surplus of energy to form this sphere, an ultimate shield! I am invincible in this form! Anti-Me BBs, knifes, water, you name it, it repels them all!"
"Does that mean that we'll never be able to kill you now?" Tada asked hesitantly.
"Fortunately, no," Koro Sensei replied, smirk fading to his usual happy smile, "This energy should dissipate in about twenty-four hours."
"So that means..." Isogai trailed off.
"I cannot do anything for the next twenty-four hours," Koro Sensei sighed. Everyone sat in dead silence (no pun intended), they had failed. They didn't even have the energy in them to make fun of Koro Sensei's situation, well, save two.
"Tch! Invincible my ass!" Teraska cursed grabbing the Koro Sensei sphere, "There has to be someway to crack this thing!" Terasaka started beating the shell with a wrench (where he got that was beyond Tokaku), but Karma had other plans.
"Oh well then, I guess there's nothing more we can do with you in that form," Karma smirked, grabbing his phone and the Koro Sensei ball. Taking a second to open his device, Karma shoved it in Koro Sensei's face, on the screen was a picture of him on porno mags in the rhino beetle costume again.
"AIYEEE!" Koro Sensei screamed, "HEY! NO FAIR! I DON'T HAVE HANDS! I CAN'T COVER MY FACE! *here, let me prop this up right here* HE'S NOT LISTENING!"
"I found a sea slug, I'll just stick that on here for safe keeping," Karma smiled like a kid in a candy store, a frightening image...
"AIYEEE!" Koro Sensei cried, eyes practically popping out of their sockets.
"Someone! Go find an old man! I want to shove this down his pants!" Karma called.
"HELP ME!" Koro Sensei pleaded.
"We can do whatever we want to him?" Haru cocked her head.
"Ya... at times like this, Karma is a creative genius..." Nagisa chuckled. Karasuma sighed, coming up behind Karma and swipping the Koro Sensei sphere from him.
"Let's call it a day. I'll discuss how to dispose of him with my superiors," Karasuma said, his exhaustion clear on his face.
"What are you going to do? Put me in a pool filled with Anti-Me BBs, then I'll just explode a portion of my energy and blast it all away," Koro Sensei smirked cockily. Karasuma grit his teeth, roughly shoving the ball into a plastic take-out bag.
"But, I will say that you can all take pride in what you did here tonight," Koro Sensei said caringly, "Not even the best armies have gotten this far, you all forced my to reveal my very last resort all because of your brilliant assassination plan." Nobody was even paying attention, they were all too depressed, disappointed in themselves. Tokaku approached a saddened Haru and helped her out of the water and onto the walkway (which was partially smashed, but no one could cared).
"Hey, it was a great attempt," Tokaku smiled softly toweling Haru's head, but she wouldn't meet her eye.
"Has this ever happened?" Haru asked quietly, Tokaku barely caught it, "Have you ever failed an assassination?" Tokaku sighed and raised Haru's head to meet her gaze.
"I've never killed anyone save, well, you, Ichinose," Tokaku said, shoving the surfacing memories down, "but I can say I know what it's like to fail. My entire childhood was dedicated to training for assassination, how do you think my grandmother took it when she discovered her last remaining descendant was a dud, physically unable to kill because of a curse her dead daughter placed on her? I was put through... rigorous tests to try to break the curse, but nothing worked. I'm actually pretty sure that her disappointment killed her in the end." Tokaku laughed bitterly, helping Haru to her feet, but Haru didn't want to head back just yet. She whipped around and caught her girlfriend in a sudden, crushing hug, but Tokaku didn't complain. She just wrapped her arms around Haru and let her remain where she was no matter how long they had to stand there.
By the time Haru and Tokaku got back, something was beyond wrong. Half the class was dead where they stood, with the remaining students running around to each trying to figure out what was happening.
"Azuma!" Karasuma called, "Where have you been!" Tokaku opened her mouth to reply, but suddenly, Karasuma's phone rang. It read: Unknown Caller.
"Hello Teach," the caller greeted, "Looks like your students aren't feeling too good, huh?"
"Who are you? Are you the one responsible for this?" Karasuma demanded.
"Why yes, yes I am," the caller chuckled, "Your students are infected with an artificial virus. It's not really infectious, but once yo have it, you're done for. The symptoms vary from person to person, but those infected will slowly rot away over the span of a week or so and die. There is an antidote, but I have the only ones in existence. So if yo want to save your precious students then I suggest you listen carefully. You see the hotel at the top of the mountain? Send your two smallest of the remaining healthy students to that location for the trade off, oh and bring the bagged octopus as an extra gift."
"I'm going to ask you one last time, who are you?" Karasuma growled, seething with anger.
"That's none of you business," the caller replied nonchalantly, "Just know that those brats aren't the only ones after the ten billion bounty. The antidote can be destroyed with the flick of a button, offend us or don't follow orders, then not a single one of you infected students will survive. Bring what we asked to the top floor of the Fukuma Denjo Hotel in an hour. I already arranged everything with the front desk, so all you have to do is bring the package. Don't do so within the next hour or try to call someone from the outside for help, I'll detonate the antidote. But, I will say, thank you for weakening the octopus, heaven must be smiling down on me." The line went dead, leaving a trembling Karasuma with nothing.
"Sir?" Haru asked softly.
"Damn it!" Karasuma swore, slamming the Koro Sensei ball into the table next to him.
Tokaku was left with Professor Bitch to explain the situation to the rest of the class (it was mostly Tokaku, the bitch wasn't much help) while Karasuma talked with a subordinate that accompanied them to figure out what to do next.
"Who would do something like this?" Yada asked, her grief coming through in her voice.
'Honestly,' Tokaku contemplated, 'I have no idea, but I think there may be a way to not send the students... side by side, Nagisa and I are not too different in appearance... if I were too...'
"Tokaku," Haru said softly, pulling Tokaku out of her thoughts, "You and I look a bit like Nagisa and Kayano..." Tokaku widened her eyes.
"No," she snapped.
"But Tokaku-" Haru began, but was quickly cut off.
"I said no!" Tokaku growled, catching the attention of the whole class. Tokaku was not budging while Haru stared at her worriedly.
"If I may," Koro Sensei cut in delicately, "You two were thinking of infiltrating the hotel while posing as Nagisa and Kayano, am I right?"
"There is no way in hell you are sending Ichinose up there," Tokaku growled, whipping around to face the octopus.
"I wasn't suggesting anything of the sort, I have a different plan," Koro Sensei said calmly, "All remaining students save Takebayashi and Okuda, come with me, oh and wear clothes you don't mind getting dirty."
Thirty minutes later, Karasuma, Professor Bitch, bagged Koro Sensei, Tokaku, Haru, Terasaka, Nagisa, Kayano, Chiba, Hayami, Kataoka, Isogai, Karma, Kimura, Yoshida, Okano, Fuwa, Sugaya, and Yada all stood on the side of a road about halfway up the mountain the hotel sat on.
"That's... tall," Chida noted nervously.
"I had Ritsu hack the hotel security system, she can't do much at the front, but there is a back door directly above us," Koro Sensei explained, "We can sneak in there and proceed to infiltrate the hotel." All the students stared at their teacher wide-eyed. He wanted them to do what!
"OH HELL NO!" Professor Bitch exclaimed, "That's impossible! For starters, look at this cliff! They'd fall to their deaths before we could do anything!"
"She's right. There's no way, it's too dangerous," Karasuma sighed, turning to Tokaku and Haru, "Azuma, I know that you don't want to send Haru in, but I don't see-"
"Please, this is a piece of cake," Isogai laughed, leading the class by jumping swiftly from rock to rock followed closely by the rest of the students, "Compared to our usual training I mean, but that being said, we don't have much experience taking down entire hotels, so, Mr. Karasuma, we need you to be our leader."
"We're going to make those ruffians pay for what they did to our friends!" Terasaka shouted down. There was a fire to his words, bringing for a cheer from the whole class. Karasuma sighed heavily, but nevertheless, he had faith in these student. Looking up, he held them, looking them straight in the eye as he commenced the mission.
"Alright! Our goal is to breach the top floor of this hotel and retrieve the antidote! This will be an infiltration and surprise attack," Karasuma shouted almost as if he was back in the military, "I will be using the hand signals I taught you! The only thing that deviates from our typical exercises is the target. I want you all to memorize the layout of the hotel in the next three minutes, we leave immediately after that!"
"Yeah!" the class cheered.
'Maybe it wasn't such a bad idea, joining this class...' Tokaku smiled to herself.
Author's Note: I do have a subtle twist in here, can you spot it? It will become very relevant in the following chapter(s). Well, I hope you enjoyed! Until next chapter!