Hey everyone! Thanks a lot for your reviews, favourites, follows, I'm so happy I'm crying T.T I'm so lucky you guys liked the previous chapter since it was mostly bullsh*t XD

Anyways, due to unplanned story line and my desire to be secretive, I can't answer your questions. One thing is for sure though - Takaoka won't be showing up. I mean, yeah, it's really interesting but then the class A would get involved and then the explanation and aaah! My brain would melt.

hebasab442 - thanks :), I'm really honored that I'm the first person who was lucky enough to get your review T.T

Ah, I won't be delaying it anymore.

*edited because I found out a small part was accidently deleted


Koro-sensei's P.O.V.

I think it was now that I fully understood how painful the comparison of 'expectation' and 'reality' was. When I suggested the trip with class A, I had something completly different in my mind then what was happening.

Just to let everyone understand what I was saying:

Expectation No1: Class E and A traveling with each other in the same train resulting in these them loosening up a bit and starting up with a friendly conversation.

Reality: Class E and A fighting over the train coupe and finding each other's faces so annoying they splitted the train into two halves, the left one belonging to the 'A's and the right one to the 'E's, leaving the middle completly empty and never stepping into the enemy's territory.

Expectation No2: Happily playing games with the students since the journey was going to take 5 hours.

Reality: Getting motion sickness and not being able to leave my seat.

Expectation No3 (at which I started crying): Getting closer to Karasuma-sensei and Irina-sensei whilst shipping them.

Reality: The two of them locked themselves into a coupe, not wanting to deal with my presence, apparently.

So yes, right now, I was drowning in depression, ready to puke and cry tears of loneliness.


Karma's P.O.V.

My head was throbbing.

"Karma! Help me with finding the right angle of firing the amo at Koro-sensei for maximal accuracy!"

"Hey, we need to hide these gears properly. What if Koro-sensei found them?"

"Karma, If I wanted to calculate the exact time we would surface from water, do I divide this mass by pressure or velocity? Or both?"

"Karma-"

Enough. I had just enough. I already explained everything to them, twice, and as simply as possible so that even fucktards like Terasaka could understand it. So why the hell were they asking so much?!

Yes, I have found a perfect hideaway for the Amo, gear and weapons so please shut up. Yes, I double checked all the calculations about the time, speed and all those fucking angles we should be shooting from. I reconsidered all of the factors and made up back-up plans. I thought of a way to ensure the goddamned octopus would stay still and distracted.

I did it all already so why the fuck were they asking again.

Sprinting away from the room where half of my classmates were sitting, I ignored their calls. Sure, I was too impatient and shit but damn, I was too tired and fed up with their shit to care.

Not only did they make me take care of the math in this big assassination (which by the way stole my oh so precious sleep yesterday evening. So yeah, surviving an all-nighter on a strawberry juice), they also had the guts to bother me now that I could get 5 hours of some sleep.

Nagisa-kun was trying to follow me but with his tiny legs and steps (yes, that was an insult because I felt very venomous right now): "Karma-kun! Hey, Karma-kun, where are you going?"

And just behind him was Nakamura, waving at me to come back. Sure as hell I wouldn't.

Countless ways of how to escape flashed trough my mind - from killing them to killing myself, jumping from the window - but I settled with fleeing from their eyes and then locking myself in the middle section of the train because currently, there were at least 4 coupes empty so that the A and E class wouldn't clash.


Asano's P.O.V.

"Ne, Asano-kun~ I don't understand this part. Help me please?" Sasame-san, a long haired girl with glasses asked, showing me her english textbook. Her words said that but her eyes, well, I could see how much she craved my attention.

"Before that, can you please explain this math equatition? We are so lost," two more girls pleaded with puppy eyes (which were really good but nothing in comparison with Karma's).

I smiled although I really wanted to just spit into their faces. Really, I had plenty other things to do then to satisfy their selfish needs to spend time with me. I had literature to read and many things to study since it seems my knowledge in science, english and social studies was way too lacking. To actually loose to those failures... unacceptable.

The point is, I couldn't just carelessly throw my pawns away because that would undoubtedly ruin my perfect image so I just had to go through this. Just. Ten minutes. No, five. Five would be enough. And then I was going to get lost somewhere with my study materials.

That being said, the five virtuosos had a different idea. Yeah, sure, why not make a group session with all everyone from the class with us tutoring them?

Done. I was done. Right when Ren started using his looks to charm everyone, I used the chance to slip away. But it wasn't over yet. Apparently some of the virtuosos, probably Seo and Ren himself noticed, smoothly tangling themselves out of the girls' clutches and chasing after me. At this poing, I started frantically running who cares where, just away.

And soon enough, I no longer heard them. It seems I got into the middle of the train since no one was there (teachers took the very first seats in the front, after them were the students). Or at least I thought so.

On the other side, about seven meters away from me stood a certain redhead, puffing as though he had just ran a marathon. It was only now that we noticed each other.

For a while, we stayed quiet, somehow puzzled whether we should be back to brothers again or stay enemies since we were theoretically still at school.

Suddenly, Ren's voice cut through the awkward silence which made shivers run my spine. The virtuoses were walking towards this room, searching for me. I didn't want to deal with those guys at all, I needed some peaceful and tranquil place to finish the paperwork. And having a bunch of minions bothering you was not the most pleasurable thing in the world.

At the very same time, I heard voice of another boy calling Karma's name, followed by another girlish one. He paled as well.

Having no other option, we immediately entered the nearest compartment, shutting the doors a bit violently, and climbed up to the hangers where people usually put their luggage. Why? Because if they were to look for us there, they would be scanning the room, not the ceiling. I was a bit worried it would break but thanks god it did not. However, this was quite a good hiding spot as no one would look up there.

It seems the two virtuosos and the class E met as the calling ceased, followed by scowls and the sound of them turning back. They probably thought that there was no way I was going this near to the E-class losers and decided to find me somewhere else.

When we were sure no one was near anymore, Karma sighed, letting himself fall down from the uncomfortable metal rods and locking the doors. I hopped down as well, drawing the curtains so that we wouldn't be spotted together. And for sure tying them together.

Now, it was just the two of us.

"Oh dear, why are you madly running from your pawns, Asano-kun?" the boy finally asked sarcastically.

I snorted. He was obviously enjyoing the sight of me flustered.

"Mind your own business, Akabane. From what I saw, you were dashing away as well."

We glared at each other intensively. And then we crashed right into the couch in the room.

"Daaaamn! I'm so fed up with everyone's shit." The younger boy complained, his limbs sprawled as though he was an octopus.

I must have looked the same because my whole body gave up: "My words,"

It took another ten minutes before any of us talked. We didn't need to say what exactly it was that drained us because we more or less knew. We weren't brothers just for fun, see? Anyway, this once it was me who broke the silence: "So? What now?"

But it seems Karma wasn't listening. Or rather, he wasn't even consciouss anymore.

His head fell on my shoulder and I flinched a bit, surprised by the heat it radiated. Reaching my hand, I touched his cheek and the teen stirred.

"How the heck did you get yourself feverish this time," annoyed, I sighed.

The kid was still half-asleep: "I'm not."

"Your face feels warm."

"Africa is also warm but does it have a fever? No, it doesn't."

Besides the fact that he slurred the words... -What?

"Karma, you are talking shit again."

"No, 'm not. Africa is hot isn't it? And it doesn't even have to wear bikini to be so hot coz it's already hot enough. I mean, maybe it could make a good model and or something since everyone says it's hot and all you kno-"

Feeling my eye twitch, I covered his mouth: "Alright, that's it. Your brain is probably overheated and your stupidity taking over. What about you-"

I wanted to say "sleep" but didn't as at the moment, there was no one listening. The redhead already drifted into deep slumber anyway and his head was now hanging down which would have left him with a horrible neck pain after wards. So I put him on my lap.

His face really wasn't that warm but the temperature was a tad higher so I decided not to risk being exposed while going to the bathroom for a cold compress but to stay in here for as long as I could.

Thanks god I still had my books with me. Opening the first one, I started with the intensive session, thanking god for the fact that we were ensured privacy andn silence for another 4 and half hours. And that Karma didn't snore.


Third person's P.O.V.

Karma didn't know what happened after meeting up with Gakushuu.

What he did know however was, that he didn't want to wake up.

But he had to.

The very moment a certain Nurufufu sound rang through his head, he shot up in alarm, fearing the worst.

And indeed, it was just as he suspected. A yellow octopus glued to the window from outside, stalking him and his brother who was still asleep, with a blank face. He was laughing just before thinking that he caught a new couple in the class but after he realized who those two boys were, his face literally lost all of its colour in... what, horror? Confusion?

"You goddamned octopus!" Karma hissed silently, not wanting to wake up his elder brother. By the way, the strawberry blond was surrounded by books which made the redhead even more determined to let him rest. As If the fact that the 2 meters big thing on their window was a top secret wasn't encouraging enough.

The teacher however did not move an inch, just watching the teen getting flustered. Then he opened his mouth, trying to find some words: "Ehm, Karma-kun... I didn't know you were such... good friends... maybe even more... with Asano-kun,"

The deliquent had yet to process what his sensei wanted to say.

"I mean, i-it's a good thing that you... are close and... ah, I mean..." Koro-sensei's face was by now pink. He did saw the two boys who were supposed to hate each other snuggled with each other asleep after all.

"Even if you both of you are boys (!), sensei won't object and will fully support your relati-"

"WHAT THE ACTUAL FUCK?!" Karma seethed while keeping his volume down, his cheeks as red as his hair now. "NO! YOU ARE COMPLETLY WRONG! THIS IS A MISUNDERSTANDING!"

Asano started stirring a bit and the younger boy bit his lip, stopping the rant in fear his brother would wake up: "Get in, we are talking this over, sensei."

And truth to his words, five minutes later Karma and Koro-sensei sat down across each other in a different room, going through what had just happened.

The redhead had troubles thinking of a legit explanation. There was no way he could pretend that he and Gakushuu were archenemies anymore or that they hated each other so he just sighed and started improvising, using his most convincing and calm voice: "We are only friends, got it? We have known each other since first year because I used to be in class A so we still talk, now and then. We were alone in here because everyone was too annoying and both of us just wanted to take a break."

Before his teaher could ask about the strangely affectionate position they were in, Karma continued: "I must have accidently fallen on his lap after falling asleep because the last time I checked, I was sitting at least a meter away from him, you know, with all those books surrounding him."

Koro-sensei just silently listened and when the boy finished, the yellow octopus only nodded. Then he started crying.

"SUCH A SAD FATE! FRIENDS SEPERATED BY EXPECTATIONS AND CRUEL SCHOOL SYSTEM!" He sobbed frantically, taking out seven tissues with each of his tentacles.

Karma was quite shocked and irritated by sensei's ridiculous reaction but rather said nothing since it at least meant that the latter bought his made up story.

Though it wasn't all that made up.

Koro-sensei was partly right. But instead of being "friends seperated by expectations and cruel school system",

They were brothers forbiden to fulfill that promise from almost 9 years ago.

"As long as we stay together,"

Promises are meant to break.

And he knew.