lumigo akvo9504: 1) Yeah, well... Hikaru has his ways. And imagine the chopsticks like those fancy silver-made ones, not those they give you at the delivery sushi hahahaha. 2) I think so too, but sometimes it's too much of non-canon, and I am following the Ouran time-line, so... you get it. 3) EXACTLY WHAT I MEAN! I don't mind her as long as she stays away. If she gains leadership, it bothers me. Like a lot. 4) I KNOOOOOW! I made extra sure of checking last chapter before posting it, so I'm glad it wasn't an hour of my life going to waste.

Caibb: Yes, I did check a lot last chapter looking for grammar mistakes before posting it. And I know Nagisa x Mitsukuni it's not usual, but when I thought of it, I just knew they were the perfect match. If I have to be honest, Mitsukuni is my favorite character all of all OHSHC, and the way I see it, he's the one who fits best with Nagisa's personality, or a least the one I'm building for her.

Two knives and her teaser. That was all she would need. Well, that and that fancy little thing that overcharged every electronic devise in a room, of which Nagisa thought was pretty damn cool. She was at the front door of Daiwa Roynet Hotel Nishi-Shinjuku, a four-star hotel near the center of the city. According to the file Nagisa had, Gwendolyn Surrey had booked a room five hours ago, at the top floor of the hotel. That meant Nagisa would have to pass eighteen floors before getting to the one she needed. And for that, she had a plan.

The bluenette was wearing casual clothes, but fancy enough to pass as someone who actually had the money to pay for a room at the hotel without going into bankrupt—which in all fairness, she could, but not all her clothes said that. She said hi to the receptionist with a small nod before heading towards the elevators, acting as she belonged there. But instead of using one of those metal boxes, Nagisa went straight up to the service stairs. She there found a black plastic bag, which contained the maid uniform she would use. Kayano helped her a bit there, because the actress was actually filming a scene of her latest movie at the hotel some hours ago, and Nagisa asked her is she could handle her a maid uniform. There's no need to say, Kayano agreed immediately, the missed rush of adrenaline when doing a mission greatly welcomed.

So, tactic uniform inside the bag, Nagisa then grabbed her things and started to climb the stairs. As it was meant for the service staff to use it, she sometimes came across a real member of the people who worked there, but the place was so huge that it was impossible for anyone to know everyone, so the assassin was alright and safe. She got without any setbacks to floor nineteen other than stopping to help a butler from falling down the stairs, and then the second part of her mission—the fun one—began.

The bluenette opened the door just enough for her hand to pass, and she threw a little piece of metal inside the hall, then closed the door again. Nagisa took out the device she was given back at the Ministry, looking at the black button before pressing it. She didn't heard anything, but Nagisa knew it had worked. Before leaving the Ministry's building, one of the tech guys had explained to her how it worked so she would not accidentally break her own electronic devices.

Nagisa opened the door and this time she entered the hall, and then she took the tiny silver-colored piece of metal from the floor. She left her hidden bag in the corner of the landing on the nineteenth floor service stairs, and made sure her two knives and the teaser were carefully hidden under the maid uniform's skirt.

'Room 1931... 1930... 1929...' and then it came 1928. That was according to the file she had, Surrey's hotel room. Nagisa made sure of fixing her appearance a bit. She didn't want to look messy and blow up her cover, after all. She then knocked.

"Hello? I'm here to clean the room." she said loud enough to be heard across the door, and some moments later she was face to face with a woman. She was tall, 5,6 maybe, and she was gorgeous, a lot prettier than how she looked like in the photos. Her caramel hair was naturally waved and covered half her back, and her eyes were green, a rather uncommon color in Japan—but then again, Nagisa herself had blue hair and eyes, so who was she to judge, right?—. Her skin was flawless and tanned, and Nagisa had to admit that dress really looked stunning on her. The heels she was using helped quite a bit, as it only made her legs look infinite.

Non of those thoughts Nagisa made public, though, as she just smiled politely and bowed, asking for permission to come in.

"Oh, how could I refuse someone as cute as you! Of course, come in, gorgeous." and Nagisa smirked inside her head. Yeah, it was very clear to the bluenette why they sent her and no one else.

Gwendolyn Surrey was known for her tastes when it came to her sexual companions, and Nagisa surely complied whit those standards very well. The american liked girls in general, but she was specially fond of petite, innocent girls. Nagisa, even if she was anything but innocent, could act the part perfectly, and not even herself could deny she was short as hell, so...

Nagisa just bowed again and entered the room, when she then started to pretend she was actually a maid and not an assassin. She changed the bed sheets and acted like she was doing something inside the bathroom, but then Gwendolyn decided it was enough of it.

"Hey, cutie, you never told me your name." Nagisa jumped a bit when the woman's breath touched her skin, but she kept it cool.

The bluenette straightened up and turned around, looking down, as a real maid would do.

"My name is Shiota Nagisa, miss." she said shyly, and then a hand lift up her chin, making her look directly into Surrey's green eyes.

Gwendolyn smiled a bit, amused by the apparent embarrassing of the young girl she was looking at. It was pretty cute, and that was the reason Gwendolyn never expected her end to be at that little bluenette's hands.

"Shiota Nagisa... that's a pretty cute name. Can I call you Nagisa-chan?" she asked, and Nagisa just nodded. It wasn't as she really cared about it. "Hum... what about we play a game, Nagisa-chan?"

Nagisa's blue eyes widened, as she pretended to be surprised by her question.

"A... a game, miss?" she asked, tilting her head a bit, her eyes a bit bigger than they were a second before. Bitch-sensei had being specially careful at their time learning physical seduction skills.

Gwendolyn nodded, boldly taking Nagisa's wrist in order to drag her out of the bathroom, and into the bed. Nagisa acted as she was surprised by the american's actions, even if she was celebrating inside. Bitch-sensei would be so proud of her. The bluenette didn't even have to try and Surrey was already at her feet!

"Yes, a game Nagisa-chan. You see..." the blonde put her hand on Nagisa's leg, and slowly began to slide her fingers over the skirt's fabric. "You look pretty with that maid uniform of yours, but... I think it would look much better in the floor, y'know?" Gwendolyn then pulled her even closer, sitting Nagisa on her lap. The bluenette cringed internally when she felt the american's hands touching her butt, but let it be. She was about to die, anyways, and if that was her last wish, Nagisa was willing to let her... up to some point.

"I... I don't k-know if thi-is is rig-ght, miss." stuttered Nagisa, looking down, forcing her cheeks to turn red. Gwendolyn just laughed a bit, squeezing her butt slightly.

'Doesn't she notice I'm underage? Or that I have knives strapped to both my legs?' wondered the bluenette. Normally people told her she looked younger than she was. She really hoped that wasn't Gwendolyn's case, 'cuz she wasn't at all fond of pedophiles.

"Oh, don't worry, baby, it'll be fine. And please, call me Gwen. I wanna hear my name coming out of you mouth..." she then whispered next to Nagisa's ear, with a rather seductive voice. "and I'd love it if you screamed it."

'Geez... needy much?'

"If that's what you want... Gwen." the bluenette wrapped her legs around the american's waist, and let one of her hands rest of her shoulders.

Nagisa then looked at her straight into her eyes, all her innocence and shyness suddenly gone. All the bloodlust was released at once.

Gwendolyn felt it too, as her expression changed as soon as Nagisa looked at her.

"Who are you?" she asked, trying to find a way of getting Nagisa off her lap. But she found none, as the bluenette was firmly clanged into her. She had dug her own grave.

"Oh, I am really Shiota Nagisa, I didn't lie to you. It doesn't matter if you know this, really. You're gonna be dead by the time I'm done with you, anyway." Nagisa then threw a bold wink at Gwendolyn, and she knew the girl was serious about it.

The blond was about to speak—or scream, who knew—, but the assassin was faster. Without wasting a second, Nagisa took out her first knife, and without hesitation, nailed it straight into her chest without compassion. Hot, red blood splashed Nagisa's face and chest, but the bluenette didn't care about it. It wasn't hers anyways, so even if the police investigated, the only thing they would find would be the american's blood.

Nagisa cringed at the strangulated noises Surrey did, trying to... what, breath? Nagisa didn't know, and she didn't care either.

"I was expecting better, y'know? Like a fight, something that forced me to use my Clap Stunner or something." talked Nagisa stripping out of her bloodied clothes as the disgusting noises Gwendolyn was making stopped, and her heart settled. Nagisa sighed, she needed to take a bath.

With plastic bags covering her bare feet and hands, Nagisa took a shower to get rid of the blood, being specially careful about not leaving any DNA, or something. The bluenette used one of the towels to cover up her body before heading out of the bathroom, and then proceeded to look for that package she was sent for.

"If I was some horny ex-CIA agent, where would I hide this super important information, huh?" asked Nagisa to the air, and then she just looked inside Surrey's hand bag. Of course it was there, the woman was an ex-CIA agent, after all. No one would think about something as obvious as the hand bag.

The document secured, and her target dead, Nagisa left the hotel room, her weapons and maid uniform in hand. She didn't even look once at the dead body laying on the bed.

Fortunately, there was no one near, so Nagisa was able to change back into her previous attire with no complications.

With the bloodied clothes and the towel she used inside her bag, and her teaser hidden within her sleeve, Nagisa walked calmly across the lobby, nodding politely towards the guard at the entrance hall.

Just when Nagisa was three blocks away driving of of the Ministry's cars, she smiled. Her first mission was officially completed, and it had been an absolute success.

And then she remembered her math homework.

"Shit." sighed the bluenette, stopping at the red light. Well, she was gonna have to ask Honey-senpai for help if she expected to turn in her work on time. Again.

"She's good." said one of the three men inside the office. He was Asasaki Horite, head of the Ministry of Defence. He had just gotten to his office just ten minutes ago, and her secretary had told him the moment he sat in front of his desk that the little girl he had seen yesterday had already completed her assignment, and that the package was secure and waiting for him at the evidence room. She also told him the target was confirmed to be dead.

"I made sure she was ready before recommending her, sir." assured Tadaomi Karasuma, looking proud of his best student's achievement. Maybe he would send her something, or ask Irina to give it to her instead. Yeah, that way she would actually accept it instead of just burning it without even thinking about it twice.

The third man in the room was looking at one specific file, Nagisa's file, to be precise. He was reading every word that was written there, making sure he wouldn't miss anything.

He was rather shocked. The girl didn't look like an assassin at all, and then there were these two men telling him she was the one who finally got Gwendolyn Surrey to and end, and just hours after she was tasked with the killing. She would certainly make a good asset, all the things written down at the file assured it to him. Her participation at the Assassination Classroom, and her successful training with a Match 20 target just made her even better.

But what really took him with his guard down was the fact that he had actually met the girl before, at his house. She was heading out already, as it was late, but they had a little talk. She told him she was actually his son's clubmate, and that he was helping her with her fighting skills. And math, she clarified that he was helping her with math too.

'Interesting indeed.' thought Yorihisa Haninozuka, closing the file he was given. He was definitely going to have a talk with her. And this time it wouldn't be about her relationship with his eldest son.

"Hey, Honey-senpai!" Mitsukuni turned around, and so did Takashi. Nagisa was there, waving at him sweetly as always. It didn't matter how sarcastic and cynical she got with others, with him she was always cute and nice.

"Nagi-chan! I'm soooo happy to see you!" he exclaimed, throwing himself into Nagisa, who caught him with practiced ease, used to it by now.

"Hey, is it me, or you grew and inch or two, senpai? I remembered you a bit shorter." said the bluenette, and Mitsukuni could feel his face brightening up.

"Are you for real?! Takashi, we have to measure that when we get home!" he exclaimed, looking up to his cousin. who nodded.

"Ah." he said, looking more closely. Nagisa seemed to be right. She was taller than Mitsukuni when they first met, but now... they seemed to have the same height. He was almost certain, but he would have to confirm later.

Back with Mitsukuni, he was already bouncing and talking about everything, and Nagisa just smiled and nodded, answering when needed. That meant she didn't really answered, because Mitsukuni was really good at one-sided conversations.

"Watcha need, Nagi-chan?" the question took the girl by surprise. She was hearing him talking about sweets half a second ago, how could he change the topic so quickly?

"Huh?" she dumbly said, not having anything smarter than that. Mitsukuni chuckled a bit, smiling cutely towards her.

Somewhere at the back, a lot of squeals and sighs were heard, but none of this was acknowledged by either of the three hosts.

"Well, you seemed to be looking for me specifically, and you're pretty far from you classroom, so I wanted to know if you needed anything." clarified the senior boy, and Nagisa's eyes widened when she remembered why she was at the third-year classrooms.

"Oh, right! I wanted to know if our training session today was still happening." said the bluenette, and Honey-senpai nodded enthusiastically. "Great! And also... could you help me with this?" she handled him her math homework a bit embarrassed, and Mitsukuni chuckled again. It wasn't new anymore to see Nagisa wandering around the third-year classrooms looking for the little blond's help. Karma was a big help too, but it was a little difficult to grab a hold of him when she didn't have a lot of time to arrange a study session with the redhead.

"Of course! C'mon, we still have some time before the bell rings!" Mitsukuni happily said, taking Nagisa's hand and dragging her inside his classroom, Takashi trailing after theme as he always did when his cousin started running around.

What was left of their free period they spent going through Nagisa's work, Mitsukuni explaining what she didn't understand, which was actually a lot. He was pretty patient with her, though, as he repeated the explanations when she asked him to, went over some concepts Nagisa never got in class, and helped her when she was having troubles with an specific problem. When the bluenette left, her worksheet was complete, and there was a huge smile plastered on her face, one that wouldn't go away anytime soon, not even with Tamaki-kun's constant bothering.

And it didn't matter that everybody thought Nagisa was a guy, they could see the connection between the two midgets very clearly. What they had was special, as it was evident they... complemented each other, in a way. He made her laugh and smile more often, and she calmed him down, making him act in a more mature way. It was an interesting thing to watch, specially for the ones closer to them.

"You look very happy today, Nagisa, did Honey-senpai helped you with those problems you had?" Nagisa flushed when she heard Kyoya-kun's comment, apparently innocent, but in reality sly and calculated.

'Sneaky little rich bastard.' thought Nagisa, choosing to ignore him all together, pulling out her book instead.

The Ootori imperceptibly smiled at her reaction. Things were starting to look a lot clearer every day, it seemed.

But as the class went by, and the bell signaling lunch was heard, his gaze inevitably veered towards his blond friend, who was already bothering Nagisa with his stupid questions again, trying to convince her to join them for lunch at the cafeteria. Kyoya, even if he was listening carefully to every word on that conversation, couldn't care less about it. No, his mind was wandering around some other thoughts.

'He obviously has a thing for Haruhi, and I'm almost sure she has feeling towards him as well.' Kyoya thought, writing it down in his notebook. 'Maybe it is time to start planning everything...' he considered, before writing some more in his notebook. Yes, better safe than sorry, they said. And Kyoya Ootori lived up to that phrase since he could remember.

But why then did it felt in a way... wrong?

"Because you care, Kyoya-kun." his gaze traveled away from his notebook, contemplating Nagisa. Tamaki was no longer in the room, and they were alone. "I promised Tamaki-kun I would have lunch with you guys today, so he asked me to get you out of that mind of yours while he picked up some food for the two of you." she said, sitting next to him, filling the space Tamaki normally used. "He's a good friend, don't you think?"

Kyoya observed her carefully before answering. She didn't seemed to have any second intentions, but the girl was clever, and she caught up things awfully quickly. In the end, however, he did answered.

"He is an idiot, irresponsible, childish and too innocent for his own good." Kyoya stated, and neither him nor Nagisa denied any of it, as they knew it was true.

But even though he didn't answered Nagisa's question, there was no need to do so, as she knew what he meant by it. Tamaki was more than just a friend for Kyoya. He had been his first truly friend, the only one who talked to him with genuine intentions since the beginning. The Ootori would never forget that, and Nagisa wouldn't either.

"Let's go, we don't want that idiot to think we were kidnapped or something." Nagisa then smiled, standing up with her bento in her hands, motioning Kyoya to move as well. He did, closing his notebook in the process, saving it in his jacket's pocked as he usually did.

And while they both held a conversation as they walked, Kyoya's mind was far away again, this time thinking about something else.

'Because you care' it was indeed an interesting thought, one about which Kyoya was actually surprised that Nagisa figure it out. Well, he had said she was good with those things, didn't he?

The bluenette on the other side, was smiling softly, pretty much imagining the internal debate Kyoya-kun was having at that precise moment while they talked about which sushi restaurant was the best. She really hoped the boy would make the right choice before it was too late, because Nagisa didn't want any broken hearts out of some stupid misunderstandings.

'And to think I was considered useless for this last year... who's the match maker now, huh?' she thought to herself, not really getting the reason of her friends' thoughts. If she had, things would have been a totally different story. But she didn't, and so everything turned up to be the way it should have.

But for that, we'll have to wait.

I feel so bad for letting you waiting for like, a week. It was an... stressful period. And it's just getting starteeeeed. Soon I'll be taking tests everyday, and I still have to study for... I don't even know for what am I suppose to study. Yep, I'm kinda screwed.

Anyways, enough with my depressing school life. Did you like it? Did you expected Gwendolyn Surrey to be a lesbian? And that plot twist with Mitsukuni's father knowing Nagisa's secret, that was unexpected even for me. I was writing, and suddenly it was Yorihisa reading the file hahahaha. That Kyoya time wasn't supposed to happen either, if I'm honest. I wanted to wait a bit, but it fitted pretty well, and I think it may be good for you guys to piece some things together, and I hope you tell me if you do. I personally think Kyoya is one of the most caring character of OHSHC, and I totally love him. Not as much as Mitsukuni, 'cuz he's just perfect, but close.

Soooo... that's all for now. I'll try to update soon, but I'm not making any promises :(.

Hope you enjoyed it!

Patolmus.