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XVIII.

The next week was... memorable. Really, it was awesome to be talking to Karma again. We could talk to each other again without walking on eggshells anymore and were snarking at each other as much as we could. It felt liberating. On the other hand... Koro-sensei had been following us around. Really following, as in doodling in ninja clothes in a tiny notebook and looking pink. Literally pink. His face was painted in a pink hue and tiny blushes were adoring his cheeks. And...

"WHAT THE FUCK, SENSEI?! Are trying to write a love novel about us?!"

Yeah, he was seriously writing a love story. About Karma. And me. That was just seven ways fucked up to Sunday. For fuck's sake, he was at least 10 years younger than me mentally. I might be getting worked up a bit too much, but sensei had been getting on my nerves for the whole week. This guy...

"A-AH, Sayori-kun. I c-can explain!" He was waving frantically his tentacles and the way his face was switching colors probably said, that he was embarrassed, but just now I was too annoyed to care.

"Ah, yes? So you want to explain me, why you were fucking stalking Karma and me outside of school?" I rose my eyebrows. "And your little story about us? You were even trying to draw a freaking manga!"

By the time Koro-sensei was kneeling on the floor and apologizing, I took out my gun.

"You're dead, you wannabe author. I'm going to fucking kill you." The whole class had listened to my rant and Karma was looking horribly amused and maybe a bit insulted. I was going to talk to him later, but for now...

I pulled the trigger.

After a lovely assassination attempt on sensei I only did what was right.

I burned the notebook. With sensei watching. He sobbed like a little baby, I noticed with glee.

"Sayo, you, my dear friend, are vicious." Karma lay his arm on my shoulder.

"So what? For god's sake he stalked us. What kind of fucked up teacher does that?"

"Our teacher it seems. You are cursing quite a lot. That irritated?" He pointed out.

"Yeah," I let out a sigh. "I can't really have it if someone is breathing down my neck. I'm a private person, thank you very much."

I hated it, when someone tried to overstep the boundaries and break my privacy. Having someone breathing down your neck was just plain annoying. I was someone, who needed freedom. School was bad enough. Till the evening, my ass.

"Well, it's done now. At least he won't bother us anymore."

"Sorry about overreacting. It isn't anything about you. It just irks me, that what he has done."

"No worries. I didn't mind your anger. Sensei's reaction was quite interesting." An now devil's horns were appearing on his head.

I laughed.


We had to bring sweets with us for the next chemistry lesson. I was sure that they were going to be part of an experiment but... Sensei was going to hog them all, I had a feeling. And, payday wasn't really due anytime soon.

So, I discussed with Karma about the pro and cons to mix molten BBs into the sweets or simply to let it be. Karma wanted to, just like me, but we didn't want to have another kitchen disaster. We weren't even sure at which temperature the material would melt. So grumbling, we gave that plan up.

Safety before killing.

And as predicted, after extracting the food coloring from various sweets, he collected them at the speed of Mach 20 and said he would be taking them into his possession.

I rolled my eyes.

"As expected, isn't it? Sensei's reactions are really predictable.", said Karma beside me. He had switched into French.

"Yeah, but with his speed he can make up for most of them.", I answered him in the same language.

"True, we're still gonna kill him." I grinned at that.

Before I could retort a loud voice resounded in front of the classroom.

"These contain poison! Please drink them!" Half of the class fell comically down. Myself included. Okuda, the shy girl that sat in front of me, stood before our teacher and held bottles in which the poisons were put in.

That was a quite... unique assassination.

"...Okuda-san, this is certainly a straight-forward assassination attempt." Sensei was sweatdropping.

"Eh... Ah... I-I'm not good at surprise attacks like everyone else..." She thrust her arms out. "But chemistry is my strong point, so I put my all into making these."

I didn't know whether I should admire her for her bravery or mock her for this poor plan. I settled on simply watching. Out of the edge of my sight I saw Karma observing this with vaguely disguised interest.

For a short period of time it seemed as if time had frozen still, but then...

*pop* "My goodness, well down the hatch." ...Sensei was drinking it. No, seriously he was drinking highly poisonous fluids. I tried not to let my jaw hang open so widely. What kind of monster was he?

Suddenly his body was convulsing and then - horns popped out. And he got blue. With horns. At least, I think those were horns.

"It tastes like sodium oxide. It would be dangerous to humans, but it's ineffective against me." As soon as he said those words, I took out my notebook and wrote down the information. I probably wouldn't even be useful. I didn't use poisons, but let's do this for the sake of doing something. Now sensei swallowed the next one. Wings grew. In a happy green color and flapping enthusiastically.

"This one has the taste of thallium acetate. Now the next one." Really he shouldn't drink poisons in front of people. One could think it was harmless to do so.

Truly, we were all waiting for the next bottle. As soon as he emptied the glass we waited for the reaction.

Out came a straight face.

... Was there even a some kind of system behind this?

"Aqua regia. Hm, every one of them changes my appearance to a certain extent." Sensei didn't show any emotion during this.

"... Yes," Okuda confirmed quietly.

"Your expression is so tiny sensei! It looks like an emoticon!" The class was getting slightly unnerved. Well, who wouldn't if your classmate was offering poisons to drink. And even crazier, your teacher agreed.

Our teacher turned his head to us. He was going to say something. Curious, most of us leaned forward.

"Even if you hate me, please don't hate assassinations." ... Well, sensei was acting strange. Could it be that with the change of face his mood would change too? If it was like this, we would be able to draw out certain reactions by slipping poison into his drinks. We would be able to forcefully influence his moods and predict his behavior even more. I scribbled down those notes for future reference. I probably would have to sit down with the others for this.

Suddenly sensei's face stretched into his familiar grin again. Mmmh, did the mood last only so long? Would it actually depend on the mass he would swallow or just the poison? No, each poison probably had it's own reaction. I just didn't know whether the time had any relation to the mass. Probably, considering the effects just wore off. I was so deep in thoughts, that I only caught a bit of their conversation.

"... Let's do lab research together on a poison to kill me." I looked up at that. What?

"O-Okay!" came Okuda's enthusiastic reply.

I turned my head to Karma. He grinned at me and nodded. This was just not happening, was it? My goodness. The result would probably be another lecture of sensei. Groaning I set down. I was getting a headache.

Karma just snickered.

"Come on. It's not that bad."

"No, but I'm getting a headache from sensei's behavior. This guy has way too many secrets and the body of another species. Why does he even put the effort into helping us so much, when the earth will be gone in a year if we don't kill him?" I snorted. Privately, I thought, that the government would actually do the job themselves in the end. Letting the fate of the earth on the shoulders of a few teenagers was just too dangerous. "Really this is way too much. He is plain ridiculous. We lack so much information on him.''

"Ah, Sayo. Don't make it too difficult for yourself. You don't need that many details. And if not let me help you." He rose his eyebrows in a joking manner.

I shortly rang for words. Help, yes I need it.

"... Please? Help me," I asked grudgingly, admitting to myself I needed all the help I could get. He grinned cheekily at me.

"Of course everything for you dear."

"I thank you my knight in shining armor. I shall be forever indebted to you." I bowed to him, just like a proper princess would.

Karma was able to choke out a ''Everything for you, dear.'' And promptly broke out in laughter. We probably gave a lovely picture.


The next day I saw Okuda on class she had a new vial of poison in her hands. Her face showed pure happiness and excitement.

Immediately I stalked to her, leaving Karma behind.

"Good morning, Okuda-san." I tried to appear friendly.

"G-Good morning, Kitani-san..." Her voice got smaller with each syllable.

Mission failed

"No need to be so formal, Okuda-san. You can call me Sayori if you want. I feel more comfortable with this."

It was true, in my old life I had been always called by my first name. At least in school. Japan was very formal, just as every Asian country, but I wanted at least to cling on that tiny habit. I scratched my neck self-consciously.

"Okay, S-Sayori-san. Is there something you want?" Okuda was in a good mood or at least more confident than usual.

"Yeah, actually..." I grinned sheepishly. "I have seen that you have a new poison. Could you please tell me what it is?"

"Yeah, sure!" She really seemed to change personalities when it came to poisons. "It is made out a formula sensei gave me yesterday."

She wrote it down for me.

''Thank you, Okuda-san. I appreciate it.'' Should I offer her something in exchange? She gave me her formula even if she hadn't needed to do that.

Was I actually thinking a bit too business-like? I shook off the thought. We were in the same class. Doing one or two favors for the other wasn't that bad. You didn't automatically own the other something.

Still, I decided to give her the information about yesterday.

''Okuda-san, actually... I noticed something about it when sensei drank the poison yesterday.'' I pulled out my notebook, just to be sure. ''With each poison he drank his mood changed including his color. This is actually just the same as when he naturally gets into another mood. Maybe you can influence him artificially like this.''

The raven blinked for a while. Somehow it looked adorable.

... Really, I was feeling old in mid of these teens.

''T-thank you for giving me this i-information, Sayori-san! Do you really think that those poisons could be useful?'' She was giving me such a hopeful look.

Woah, what was that?

''Yeah...'' I began slowly. ''I'm sure, that they could be useful. You would be able to draw out certain reactions from him and let him play into your hand.''

Her eyes were sparkling.

''Thank you so much, Sayori-san! I'm really glad.'' After that I went back to my place.

... I had no idea what just happened. Was it possible to be so thankful to a person? I only gave her information.

I didn't know Okuda very well. She was some sort of shy and not really keen on talking. I think, she had said something about not being good at sneak attacks. So... did she feel useless?

I stared at the happily humming Okuda from my seat. Really-

A shiver ran down my spine.

What- Someone was staring at me with ill intent. I turned my head around. Who would just-

It was Kanzaki.

Kanzaki, why would she be doing that? Confused, I met her gaze. She looked... hurt? Angry? Disappointed?

I frowned. The moment I had looked into her eyes, she had turned her had away and was now talking to Sugino.

Kanzaki had looked hurt. Why? My mind spun around that question. Her expression didn't want to get out of my head. Had I done something, that hurt her? I didn't understand it. What have I done to make her angry with me? Lately, I haven't done anything with her-

Ah, damn. I was worse than last time's puberty. How could I have forgotten about her? Having a sour taste in my mouth, I realized, that I hadn't been a very good friend to her lately.

I... should probably apologize. Just, how? I gnawed on my bottom lip. Puberty was giving me too many unneeded emotions. Really, I felt totally uncertain.

Before I could deign the matter any more thought sensei came flying in.

Okuda ran to him in a speed that could probably rival his 20 Mach and gave him her bottle.

"Here sensei! Please drink it!'' Somehow sensei's expression had something ominous in it, but still Okuda was sparkling with happiness and excitement.

''Well done. I'll drink it right away.'' A tentacle grabbed the bottle. Out of curiosity I looked again at the formula Okuda had given me. I frowned.

I was no actual scientist. I had studied international management in university, but had gotten in later due certain circumstances and only learned bits until my death. But when I looked at the formula, I doubted that it was toxic. How did it even react? Okuda was way more advanced in science, than me and it made probably more sense to her.

Normal poisons probably didn't do any damage to sensei, but how did she got that formula again? Didn't sensei give it to her?

Meanwhile sensei had gulped the mixture already down and his body began to adapt to the just drunken chemical.

''Nurufufufufufu, thank you, Okuda-san.'' Sensei's body began again the process of changing. A sudden glow encircled his body. ''It seems thanks to your medicine, I'm able to advance to a new state.''

Shocked by the sudden flashes of light, Okuda backed away.

''Eh? What do you mean by...'' A feral noise escaped sensei's throat and-

''He melted?!''

Shock was evident on our features. Our teacher had been reduced to a silver clump of slime and was currently lying on the teacher's desk.

The grinning puddle of our teacher began to talk.

''The medicine you've made for me is one, that invigorates my cells and increases their fluidity.'' A streak of gray and suddenly he was under Kataoka's desk. ''While in this state, I can also fit in any crack or device.''

And he speed up again.

''Furthermore, my speed is unchanged. Now, try to kill me, my dear students!'' Suddenly everywhere were blobs of gray and wind was messing up our clothes and desk. The class was in a panicked chaos.

Almost everyone had out their guns and knives and were trying to assassinate the target.

On the side Okuda looked pitiably disheartened. I felt almost bad for her. Almost, I would if I didn't have a feeling that sensei was going to give her a lecture soon. He was after all trying to help us grow.

Instead of shooting at our teacher like everyone else, I was trying to predict what he would do next. Just like the other poisons, this one would lose it's effect sometime soon. I just had to find out, what would happen after that.

Sensei had discarded his clothes during his transformation. Would he be going back there again? It was plausible. He wouldn't expose himself naked in front of us. It would probably give too much information away and not to mention be completely indecent.

With that thought in mind I swirled around to tug at Karma's sleeve and pointed in the direction of the over-sized kind of suit. He understood.

Wordlessly we aimed our guns at the place. Just to be sure I took a knife to throw. I was just horrible with guns.

''Wait a... No wait! This is absolutely impossible! We can't get a lock on you if you are slipping into the floor and ceiling!''

''What the heck is with this flighty sensei!''

''Stay still you octopus bastard!''

The sound of our irritated classmates sang through the air. For at least five minutes our teacher didn't stop to slip away from our sight.

Finally his run stopped in a corner of the room, coincidentally being near Okuda. Karma and I shot. We probably had the same thing in mind. When sensei was going to get back into his clothes it would probably be, when he gave Okuda her lecture. After all he did that almost with all students of our class. With an afterthought I threw also the knife.

Much to my dismay, my bullet had missed the target entirely, where as Karma almost got our teacher point blank. My knife was also dodged.

Just to annoy him, I continued to shoot. Sorry Okuda, but for my ego you have to wait a bit. Karma seemed to knew what was going on and joined me.

So after wasting bullets, I stomped to my chair grumpily and sat down.

There, now was sensei's turn.

Karma came to my side. Deciding to continue my childish behavior, I only prop up my elbows and rest my head on my right hand. I was looking somewhere beside my friend.

''I swear,'' Karma muttered. ''For someone, who is mentally twice my age you are sometimes to childish.''

I sputtered indignantly.

''Look at yourself! You are the one, who thinks it's funny to chase others around with bugs!''

''For your info,'' he answered. ''I only chase you with bugs.''

He said that so lovingly, that I could only punch him.

''You are an ass,'' I muttered in German.

''You don't have to call me an ass for that. It's only the truth.'' He rubbed his arm, where I had hit him. ''Did you train again? I'm sure I'm going to have a bruise there.''

I smiled at him.

''You deserve it, Rotkäppchen.'' He definitely knew how to cheer me up. On the cost of his own good.

''Did you know, that you use more German when you are annoyed?'' Then Karma's expression grew annoyed. ''Also, stop calling me that. I can't help it that my hair is red.''

''So? I-'' I was distracted by sensei going back into his clothes.

''-power of language is necessary to skillfully deliver a poison.'' Now sensei was standing normally there again, grinning. ''Your talent in science can be useful to anyone to everyone in the future. In order to make that understandable to many people, please work on the power of language and it's role in delivering poison.''

''I-'' for some reason Okuda glanced at me. I blinked. ''I will!''

Beside me Karma began to laugh.

''Ahahaha, all this shit just for a single lecture. That's our teacher for you.'' I looked at him for a few minutes. My lips quirked slightly.

''I guess we have that kind of teacher.'' I looked at the floor. ''A teacher, who loves to let us clean the mess we made.''

Somewhat exasperated, we cleaned up the classroom.

And the thought of Kanzaki never crossed my mind again.


The next month we received a few things. The first one was an instruction how to draw sensei's face on the earth. The second...

''...allow me to introduce the part-time foreign language teacher, who has come today.'' Said teacher was clinging on Koro-sensei's sleeve and with pink hearts floating around her.

Wow... maybe I should learn to do that too. Didn't in mangas those weird backgrounds always appear, when a character was feeling happy?

I just felt slightly thrown off the loop. A woman, a sexy looking woman, was clinging on our sensei, while looking as if she was in cloud nine.

... And why was sensei still wearing his wig?

''My name is Irina Jelavic,'' the blond began. Obviously she was a foreigner, judging by her name and looks. Probably with a Slavic origin. ''Nice to meet you everyone.''

She seemed so... ditsy. I didn't like to judge people by their first impression, but it was human to do so. Going into the world with such an naive thinking, tended to get you overrun by it very soon.

Her getting hired by for our class meant either, she was an assassin here to kill sensei or just a poor soul, who got sucked into this. Maybe to test sensei's reactions to females. And by Jelavic-sensei's breast, she was a very fine exemplar of one. Excuse my phrasing.

Both was possible and while the former seemed more plausible, I couldn't help but think she was just some clueless person. This act was so convincing.

So despite all facts, I dismissed her as a normal person. I really didn't want to have the assassin version as reality. Whatever for an attitude she had, it just couldn't be good. After all professional assassins shouldn't get attached to the people in their job, should they?

I could probably get some new notes from Nagisa later on. I found mine always lacking in comparison to his.

''The school's intention is to fully immerse students in a foreign language.'' The school's? I frowned at Karasuma-sensei's words. Why would that be? We were class E, the school would never do something like that. We had already two teachers.

So back to the assassin theory. Damn. The chairman wouldn't do anything for us unless he had to. What a fucked up logic this was.

''I assume there are no problems with her taking charge of half of the English class?'' Karasuma directed his question at Koro-sensei.

''Well, I guess it can't be helped...'' At the front I saw Nagisa taking out a certain notebook. Time to observe then.

We waited for a reaction from Koro-sensei. He was practically staring at Jelavic-sensei's breast.

Bright pink. A clear flushed pink. Very alike to that how a man would react. Speaking of man, Okajima was looking jealous.

Pervert.

Not that I wasn't sometimes like that too, but I felt the need to call him that.

Curious, I looked at Karma. The redhead didn't show many reactions to me, when I was in his house and not very decently dressed. Well, seeing him flush sometimes was funny, but he didn't stutter or anything further than that. Shame, I wanted to embarrass him.

Karma just looked amused.

Disappointing, it was even less reaction than with me. Sensing my gaze the redhead turned his eyes to me. Golden eyes were looking with a questioning glint at me.

''Penny for your thoughts?'' I asked him in German.

''Well, I'm a bit skeptical about the whole 'school' thing. As if our shitty school would give a shit about us,'' he replied.

''Yeah, my thoughts exactly. So, government?''

''Probably, so an agent?'', Karma suggested.

''Nah, I'm thinking along the lines of a hired assassin. We have already Karasuma. They are probably thinking, that they can't leave the fate of earth to a few social misfits.''

Now my friend was scowling.

''Don't call us that. We are going to kill him.''

I bowed my head a little as apology. This still seemed to be a sore subject to him.

''Sorry, won't do that again.''

''You better or will put a beetle into your bag next time.'' Now it was my turn to scowl.

''You're an ass!'', I exclaimed loudly.

''Anything for my dear friend.'' He grinned mockingly at me.

''You cheeky-'' At the front, someone cleared their throat.

I glared at Karma, but didn't say anything anymore. That guy was getting way too cheeky with me.

Karma and I were just on time to witness Jelavic-sensei flirting with Koro-sensei.

''-more wonderful with each time I look at you.'' She batted her eyelashes at him. ''Those lovely, righteous-seemingly eyes. Those indistinct joints.''

She sighed and cuddled even more with his arm.

''I seem to have been captivated by you.''

Yeah... pretty much an assassin. An seductress on top.

Lunch break was outside. Sensei had proposed a fun game of football. Or more we were kicking a few balls between us and trying to assassinate him.

I wasn't really in the mood, so I sat on the side and ate lunch. The one, who had been cooking was Karma. Said person was hovering above me and watched the football game intently.

''You could join them if you'd like to,'' I said absentmindedly. I was stuffing my face with his cooking. He was getting better than me, damn it.

''You know, my Vietnamese isn't that good. What did you say?'' he responded, smirking at my affronted look.

''The heck? I wasn't even talking in Vietnamese. That was French!'' I turned my head his way to glare. Not very effective, when my mouth was kind of smeared with food bits.

''Maybe you should work on your pronunciation.''

''Says mister I'm-going-to-slur-in-every-language-I-speak,'' I countered.

''I do that deliberately!''

''Sure, you do.'' I gave him my best unimpressed stare.

''Wha-'' he cut off his sentence in the middle. ''You're a being extra obnoxious because of this morning, aren't you?''

''Bingo!'' I gave him a thumb up, expression in careful deadpan. With Karma you had to master the art. A poker face was needed with him. ''What was your first clue?''

''Well,'' he began. ''Your expression always becomes blank, then your eyes start to-''

''That's enough, you ass.'' I stopped him. ''Look, Jelavic-sensei is coming.''

''Why are you even calling her that? She clearly introduced herself as Irina Jelavic. It's her fault if she can't do it right from the beginning.''

''Well, not everybody knows, that in Japan culture people name their surname first. She could have simply forgotten that.'' I gave him a perfect logical reason.

''Yes, sure. Aside from your 'bleeding heart'. What is the true reason?'' I made an offended noise.

''You're getting way to bold. Where did the adorable brat go, that asked me to explain him math? The one that was too afraid to join my family on Christmas? The only thing I'm seeing now is this uncute teenager.'' A nice flush crawled across Karma's skin. Ah, I loved it to tease him about the old times.

''Shut up, you old hag.''

''I must let you know dear, I'm younger than you, physically.'' I snickered at his expression. ''And even with my true age I'm not old yet.''

''You are 40,'' he deadpanned.

I cocked my head.

''Forty is a legitimate age, which can't be considered as old. Most people in their forties don't have many wrinkles, still work and physically fit. Do I look like a forty-year-old woman?''

''How did this turn out like this? I actually asked you about our new teacher, didn't I?'' He let his hand move through his hair. ''So?''

''Well, you shouldn't have questioned my bleeding heart.'' Or my age. I smirked, knowing just how much my 'bleeding heart' brought me into trouble. Coupled with the need for attention, it was truly not something pretty. It had mellowed out pretty much now, but as a kid in my last life I had been bad. A few lies there and always the seeking for approval. Sometimes I couldn't believe how I had been, now that I just wanted quiet and peace. Sigh... Ah, yes Karma had a question.

''Sayo? Still there?'' His hand waved in front of my face.

Irritated, I shoved the palm away.

''Don't do that.'' I thought about the question again. ''Well, I do that because I want some kind of professional distance. She is obviously an assassin or something like that. Better not become emotionally attached. Even if I failed with Koro-sensei. Killing people you like isn't easy.''

''...You are sure negative,'' Karma remarked calmly, eyes tracking the couple in front of us.

''It's called being mature, you dolt. Maybe you should try too.'' I stood up. ''Let's go to the others. Sensei flew away.''

Jelavic-sensei was lighting a cigarette. Oh, my... what would happen now?

Karma and me arrived just to hear the words:

''-stop being so familiar with me and calling me by my first name? I have no intention of playing teacher except when I'm in front of that octopus. Call me 'Jelavic-oneesama'.''

Karma was giving me a smug look before he spoke up, ''So... what now, Bitch-neesan,'' while pronouncing the name intentionally so, that it would sound like an insult.

So Karma called her a bitch.

I laughed at my horrible pun. Someone hit me, please.

''Haha, nice one Karma.'' My shoulders were still shaking. ''Well, Jelavic-sensei. It's actually your fault if you introduce yourself wrongly. I'm sure you traveled enough to know about the Japanese culture. You are a professional assassin after all, aren't you?''

The blond was about to retort, but Karma tacked on.

''So you are a pro, right? Are you sure you can take on that monster? Even when the whole class can't kill him through combined effort?'' His voice was mocking her through and though. But she didn't react to it.

''The difference between brats and grown-ups...'' she replied coyly. ''...is how we adults do things.''

Bullshit is that what I would want to say, but in a way it was true. It was simply true that adults and adolescents reacted different. It didn't mean though that the adults were always right.

Our kind of unwilling teacher turned to Nagisa.

''You are Shiota Nagisa, right?''

Just before Nagisa could answer, she put her mouth on his. A wave of shock tore through the class.

My first thought was.

'Ah, maybe Bitch-neesan suits her just right.'


Rotkäppchen - German for Little Red Riding Hood

Well... that was a long break, wasn't it? I'm really sorry. My laptop had been under maintenance and somehow school had gotten more stressful. Too many assignments... really. I'm only making excuses, but I want to rant.

You are free to skip if it annoys you.

So my grades dropped a bit. Not by much and actually just two minor tests and one more relevant. You can't really say I have the right to complain, but I complain for the sake of complaining. I'm glad they were better than hoped for, but it still frustrates me.

After that I had a little spat with my mom, but we made up. Still not pleasant.

I have realized a long time ago, that I have a short attention span. Either that or a tunnel vision. Suddenly I forgot, that I was chatting with people. Ah well.

Anyway, Bitch-sensei is here. I don't really know, but the interactions between Sayo and Karma changed a bit. I don't know why though. I'm the kind of type, who writes, looks over a bit, but leaves the rest like this then. If there's anything bad or not right put it into your review or PM me.

I'm having mood swings. Just weird.

So thank you everybody who reviewed, followed, favorised and read this story. I'm really happy, that in the last few weeks so many people followed and fav'd it. Thank you, everyone.

I kind of have an extended weekend. I'm definitely going to write.

Wish you a nice day.

-Yuki