lumigo akvo9504: Yeeeey! I realised what my problem was, something about my typing and how I was using the wrong key, but now that I knoooow... well, no more chapters awfully full of grammar mistakes! *celebrates dancing alone in her room at three AM*. Nagisa just can't help it, jinxing herself is a part of who she is. And Karma's psycho eyes... oh my, you really outdid yourself this time! I´m gonna take those beautiful eyes, and I'm gonna keep them safe over here... Creepy much? Maybe.
Smitathegrest: Yes, I'm aware of that, and I know maybe not everyone will like my choice of making her a girl, but I though of a story with a female Nagisa, as I personally think it suits better. Sorry if you didn't like it, but... well, there's really nothing I can do about it, so... yeah, I hope you give it a chance, it may surprise you.
So the hosts agreed to wait for her. Looking back, maybe it would have been best if Nagisa just told them to go, and then she would book a train ride when she was done with her assignment. Why did those things popped into her mind after they were needed?
But noooo, now she was trapped, and the bluenette had to find a way for them not to figure out she was an assassin. What a pleasurable way to spent her weekend, wasn't it?
Nagisa red the address Karasuma-sensei sent her. It wasn't that far, she could easily get there walking. The rial problem were her weapons. She didn't have that much, just two knives, and her combat boots. And yes, combat boots were considered deadly weapons by Nagisa.
"I'm heading out! If it takes me too long, like more than an hour or so, just go without me, 'kay? I'll book a ride for myself then." she said, hoping they would leave that way. Of course, it didn't seem as she remembered how Tamaki-kun was. Or Honey-senpai, for that matter. Yep, not good.
"Of course we'll wait for you, Nagi-chan, it doesn't matter if you are late. Take your time!" encouraged her Honey-senpai, and Nagisa knew she wasn't having any luck with the subject, so it was better to just drop it.
The bluenette then leaved, glad she brought her training gear for her exercises, or she would be lost. Everything else in her suitcase were dresses and enormous boy clothes, so the gear had really saved her life.
How could Karasuma-sensei possibly think it was a good idea to give her the assignment? She wasn't prepared for it, nor she was supposed to have anything useful. She was going to have a talk with him about it. Maybe she would get a raise in her salary, who knew.
Nagisa dialled Karasuma-sensei's number as she walked. If she was gonna do this, at least she would get to bother her insensitive sensei a bit.
"Hey, Karasuma-sensei, I have a question for you." she said when he picked up, and she heard Karasuma-sensei sighing.
"I know, you are mad about this assignment, and you have the right, as you weren't notified about if before hand, but I assur..." she cut him off there.
"Oh, I wanted to ask you about another thing, even if I'm certainly beyond mad at the idiot who thought if would be funny to assign me this, and believe me sensei we're gonna have a talk about this, because I'm pretty sure that what the MOD is doing it's not really allowed, as I called my supervisor, you, to let the Ministry know in advance I wouldn't be available the whole weekend, and they still called me when I was an hour away of getting inside a train to head back to Tokyo." the bluenette said a bit clinically. "But what I really wanted to ask you is if you already bought that ring you were looking at when we were at the mall doing so camouflage training. I think it was pretty, and I'm sure Bitch-sensei would like it." Nagisa used all her power not to smirk while talking.
'Yeah, feel it, feel the embarrassment hit you all over your face, Karasuma-sensei!' she thought malevolently. Ok, so she was definitely spending too much time with Karma, it was official.
"I'm going to end this call, Nagisa. Call me when you're done." and then he actually ended the call. Like, he had the nerve of doing it! If it wasn't her sensei, one of the bests she had ever had, her mind would be filled with a lot of not really kind words.
Instead of putting to practice Nekosawa-senpai´s cursing techniques, Nagisa just sighed and kept walking. According to the GPS in her phone, she was close. Like, seventy foot close style. It was that house with the brown fence? It did seen like a gang´s base, with the draws and writings plastered in the wall with spray paint, the broken wood fence, and... wait, the roof actually had a hole? That was really inefficient.
It didn't seem like there was anybody home, and Nagisa was actually pretty tired, so she just walked in. Even if there was people inside, she no longer cared.
No one opened the door to shuu her off, or anything, and Nagisa took that as a 'yes, com'on in, don't worry!'. But she drew out one of her knifes, keeping the second one hidden in case she needed a clap stunner, but she highly doubted. A gang was a gang, and a gang was no assassin group. At least, not that Nagisa was aware of it, as she was only tasked with the recovery of an item those idiots stole from one of the delivery guys of the Ministry. These were the times when Nagisa questioned the MOD´s capability, 'cause if a gang could just go a rob valuable objects like it was nothing... she didn't get paid enough for doing this.
Instead of using the front door, Nagisa opted for one of the also broken windows. She spotted some guys passed out in the floor, surrounded by empty bottles and packages filled with suspicious white powder.
'Great, they sent me into a house full of junkies.' thought the bluenette while looking at the men in the living room. She procured not to step on them, as she didn't know if they would wake up or not. Nagisa grimaced at the thought. Why would someone waste their life at something like drugs? That was something Nagisa would never understand.
The bluenette wasn't given any information about the package, or where exactly was, she just knew it was pretty thin, like for documents, that the envelope had the MOD´s logo on it, and that it was suuuuuper valuable, so she would either come back to Tokyo with it in her hands, of wouldn't return at all.
It was four in the afternoon, and you would expect the house to have people... or awake people, that is. Nagisa didn't know if she should count those idiots passed out at the living room, 'cause for Nagisa they could have been pretty much death, she didn't see the difference. So it was an actual surprise to came up empty handed while she was checking the house for any more inhabitants. Well, it made her work easier, at least.
"Now, if I were a gang member who just stole a MOD´s package, where would I put it?" she wondered, searching for anything suspicious in the house´s order. Of course, that was a waste of time, as the place was a total mess. Nagisa didn't want to know if it was intended or not.
She looked in the kitchen, the entrance hall, the rooms in the first floor, the rooms in the second floor, and even the attic, 'cause the house actually had one. For being a gang´s property, it would have been a very nice place if it wasn't as trashed as it was. Obviously nobody ever bothered of maintaining the place.
Come on! Nagisa even looked at the living room, talking with the unconscious bodies to pass the time. She was sure she looked pretty weird, naming them weird names, and holding an imaginary conversation, but in her own defence, Nagisa was a bit bored.
In the end, she walked inside the bathroom. That was the part she wanted to avoid, as it was full of... substances, and this time Nagisa was sure she didn't want to know where they came from. She was sure that white thing was semen, but...
'I really don't get paid enough for this.' she thought looking at the room with disgust. Seriously, it wasn't that hard to clean up a bit, she did it every day and she was still alive, no mutation or broken bones...
It wasn't in the cabinet, nor behind the mirror or that trashed fancy painting in the wall. It wasn't inside the vent either. But there was still one more bathroom to check, and Nagisa thought that, even if it was gross, she needed to check that one too. And lucky her, there was a guy sleeping in the shower! Or at least Nagisa assumed he was sleeping, but that syringe next to the tub wasn't giving her any confidence about it.
Fortunately, the damn envelope was in that bathroom, inside the vents. Thank Kami, Nagisa wasn't thrilled by the thought of searching around the house again. The first time was enough, thanks. But as she was Nagisa Shiota, and Nagisa Shiota attracted problems like a magnet, she didn't even make it to the stairs before she heard noise coming from the first floor.
'Well, damn.' why the fuck those shitty damn things kept freaking happening to her, dammit!
...
Maybe Karasuma-sensei was right. She did swear a lot when she was mad, or scared, or frustrated... or in general.
"Hey, look, they're still knocked out." commented a low voice, probably pointing the assholes in the living room.
'No shit Sherlock.' Nagisa thought ironically while trying to figure out how the heck she would leave the house without being noticed. Maybe the windows...?
"Who gives a damn, they probably just inhaled too much of that crap." said a feminine voice, and Nagisa tensed. Now she was screw. If they found her, there was definitely gonna be a fight. Girls could be pretty vicious, you just needed to look at the 3-E females to notice. And the fangirls, Kami protected Nagisa from those, they were crazy!
"Hum." answered a third guy, Nagisa wasn't sure, but her instinct said it was a indeed a he. "I'm gonna check that thing´s still here, they promised they would pay good for it." and just like Nagisa feared, she heard footsteps approaching.
The bluenette had the element of surprise, and the fact that she was armed, but so could those bastards, who knew.
Nagisa wasn't in the mood for attracting attention, she didn't want to kill and then having to deal with an investigation. She had to make it clean, no blood... maybe asphyxia would work? They were indeed a bunch of drug addicts, it wouldn't be a surprise they killed each other for getting some more drug.
So she stood, hiding in the shadows, waiting for the man to come, and when she was sure they other couldn't see him from the first floor, she striked like a snake. The guy never saw it coming, and when he actually understood he was being assassinated, it was loo late. He was running out of air, and all the noises that came out of his mouth were muffled by a hand. He noticed it was a girl´s hand, and that she had a hell of a grip.
When he finally stopped struggling, as he passed out, Nagisa took her hand off his mouth, and carefully laid him in the floor without making a sound. He hadn't seen her face, so she had no reason to kill him.
"Hamaki?" Nagisa closed her eyes. It was the girl again... well, she would use plan B, it seems.
Before the mysterious girl started to climb the stairs, Nagisa was breaking the window with her ankle, and then she was jumping off, falling with perfect balance as she was taught during her year at the 3-E. She quickly stood up and started running, and when she was fifty feet away, the bluenette heard shouting. She smirked, they would be busy enough with the guy to care for her until later. And by then, she would already be long go.
"Do you think Nagisa will take too long?" wondered Kaoru, back in his couch. Nagisa had left half an hour ago, and she was walking, so no one really knew how much it would take the girl to do what she was tasked.
"I don't know, Kaoru, but she told us only to wait for her an hour, so we'll wait until then." answered Haruhi, and the redhead sighed in defeat.
"How about we play a game? I think Nagi-chan has a deck of cards in her bag." suggested Mitsukuni, and everybody agreed to play the 'commoner' game—except from Kyoya, who just stood.
Excitedly, Mitsukuni grabbed Nagisa´s bag, and it was surprisingly heavy. What did she kept there, stones?
When the senior opened the bluenette´s bag, he found among some other things, an enormous book, titled 'Korosensei´s Rules to Live By - Nagisa Shiota'. What was that? Who was this Korosensei? Mitsukuni would ask her about it later, as he didn't want to be intrusive and shamelessly look at it, that would have been very disrespectful.
Little did he know, his whole world would have change if he had decided to look at it, just a sneak peak. But he didn't. And that changed everything too.
Nagisa managed to get away before she was noticed, and she was back at the beach residence in no time. The hosts were about to leave, as it had been an hour already, but Nagisa was able to catch them before that, and everything went right on schedule. The bluenette didn't have any time to look at the documents, but she had time for that when she get home. For some it didn't seemed right to look at them, but Nagisa didn't give a damn about protocol. She was the one who almost unarmed retrieved the document they lost, she had all the right she wanted to do whatever the hell she was pleased to do with the damn documents.
But for the time being, she was gonna have to wait, as she wasn't alone, and everyone was pestering about her looks. They were kinda right, she was fine, but her clothes hand't have the same luck.
"How did you even manage to get like this?" was muttering Haruhi, sending her a concerned look, but Nagisa shrugged it off.
"It was nothing, just... some little complications with the guys that were supposed to give me the package." she said, but that didn't really calmed them down.
"Did they hurt you? Do you need a doctor? Kyoya, find a doctor, quickly!" and of course Tamaki-kun freaked out. Fabulous.
"I don't need a fucking doctor, I'm fine!" she said, sighing while she tried to blend in with her seat in the train. "Sorry, that was rude. But I´m alright, Tamaki-kun, don't worry." she assured him, and after a moment of serious scrutinize, the blond finally dropped the subject.
But as the cosmos hated her, obviously there was another thing she needed to worry about now.
"Hey, Nagi-chan, I wanna ask you a question." Nagisa looked over to the little senior. They were alone at the back of the wagon, and he seemed unusually serious.
"'Course, shoot." she said, waiting for what he wanted to ask her. She really didn't expected what he said to her.
"I was looking for that deck of cards you said you had in your bag, and I saw this big book." Nagisa´s eyes opened intermediately. Holly shit. That was it. He saw it. "I didn't opened it or anything 'cause that´s rude, but I did saw the cover. And I was wondering, why did you have such a book?" there was no mischievous, nor calculations, just plain curiosity. Nagisa didn't know it that was worse.
The bluenette stared at him for a while, trying to figure out what to tell him. Nagisa wasn't gonna tell him about the 3-E´s secret, much less about Korosensei, she didn't have that trust with anyone from the Host Club yet. But Honey-senpai saw it, he saw the manual... what was she supposed to do?
"Nagisa?" he asked, and she blinked. She had been so deep in thought she hadn't heard him calling her.
"Huh? Oh, sorry, senpai, I just spaced out a little." she quickly apologized, stirring a bit in her seat out of nervousness. "Well, I guess I have to tell you... it is something my homeroom teacher, who we called Korosensei as an internal joke, gave me the last day of school. He made a different one for each one of us all by hand, that´s the reason why my name it's at the title. It's one of my most valuable possessions, y´know?" she said, deciding to tell the truth, but not all of it. Just what was necessary.
"Really?" Mitsukuni saw her nodding, her eyes nostalgic. "Why? I mean, probably he was a great teacher, an awesome one, if he made the time to make one of those for each student in his class, but why is it so important?" he was really intrigued by that detail. Mitsukuni knew Nagisa was still in contact with her middle school classmates, and that they all had a very close relationship, but taking out Karasuma-san´s part as their PE teacher, Nagisa never talked about her teachers.
"He... he died last year. A day before our graduation." said Nagisa, barely managing not to cry. "He was the best teacher I ever got to know, and I doubt I'll ever find one like him." she said. It was only a whisper, but Mitsukuni understood. Now it made sense to him why Nagisa cared so much about the book, enough for bringing it to their trip.
The rest of the ride was held in silence, both of them in deep thought, of many different things, but the same in its essence. Nagisa was remembering her time with Korosensei, how much he taught her in only a year, how much he helped her grow in many ways. Hell, he even helped her decide she wanted to be an assassin!
Mitsukuni was thinking about Nagisa, how she was really an enigma. For periods of time he thought he knew her quite well, but then something happened that made him realise he didn't really knew anything about her, just the basics and a bit more. It was intriguing, and Mitsukuni only wanted to know more about that girl with blue hair, what made her so captivating to him. He knew that teacher had a lot to do with it.
And with all they were thinking, neither of them even notice he called her by her full name.
And that's it! I did it. How could I managed to actually write a chapter in a day? I'm really impressed.
So, did you like it? I know at least some of you were waiting for some kind of revelation when Mitsukuni found the book, but I already said this wasn't gonna be of those stories, so we've got a long way before we get to that point.
Also, I want you to know I officially started with my classes! That means now my teachers actually teach instead of just going through the syllabus and stuff all day. Sooooo... maybe I won't update as often as I´ve been doing. I hope you understand that I have a life out of my books and writings. Even if it's a really little one *laughs and cries 'cuz it's totally true*.
That's it for now, I'll see ya' next chapter!
Patolemus.