Disclaimer: I do not own Assassination Classroom or anything associated with it. I only own the OC Hiyashi Mizuki and her siblings. All rights go to Yusei Matsui.
A/N: Alright, it's my birthday, so my present to you all is a new update with a special guest: Asano Gakushuu! Enjoy:)
Chapter 12
Mizuki POV
Of all times… Mizuki thought with dread. Her mind was racing, heart beating faster with every passing second. She stole a quick glance at her partner who was already turned around facing the person who had spoken. He threw a quick glance of confusion in her direction as she continued to stand, frozen.
I don't want them to know. I don't want to face him again. Outside, Mizuki was composing her face and bracing herself to turn around, but inside, she was panicking. Her heart was a flurry of emotion: rage, sadness, hurt, betrayal.
Closing her eyes, she took one deep breath and pushed down her flurry of emotions threatening to break her down.
Taunting violet eyes met steely hazel ones.
Orange hair shone in the sunlight.
A familiar arrogant smirk mocked her from just a few feet away.
He looks exactly as I remember him.
His arms were folded over his chest as he stood amidst his minions staring her down.
"Asano-san." She managed to grit out. "What does the royal king himself need with two lowly Class E's?"
"Well, looks like you've quickly adjusted to your place, Mizuki-chan. Guess you really do belong with them after all." Asano chuckled. The rest of the Big Five roared with laughter behind him as if he had told the funniest joke of all time.
Mizuki stiffened at his casual use of her name. "Asano-san, I don't believe it's appropriate for you to use my name so informally. We are merely classmates."
"What's wrong, Mizuki-chan?" a different voice taunted, "I thought you and Asano used to be best friends?"
"You are mistaken, Natsuhiko-san. I was simply a pawn just like you four." Mizuki replied calmly to the butt chin, glasses boy who was currently scowling at her.
"Bitch! You were the only one he played. Obviously you weren't good enough to stand with us." He yelled at her gesturing to the other three flanking Asano. Araki and Sakakibara had not changed one bit. The only difference in their arrogant expressions is that it was directed towards her now. She remembered the time when she stood along-side them as they paraded around school. According to Asano, it had been to 'inspire' the other students by showing them the power of the top scoring students. When they mocked the others, she had not paid any attention, choosing rather to read her book on the side only glancing up every once in a while to see if Asano was ready to leave.
They used to hangout everyday after school to study or talk or just have a drink together. Thinking back on those days, it hurt to think how it was all a lie.
"Heh, this is who I replaced?" The new guy scoffed. "She doesn't look like much. Good thing you have me running the English department now."
Mizuki's rage peaked through a little at the barb against her intelligence. In fluent English, she said, "Trust me, it wasn't intelligence that got you that position. You're just controllable like I was and like they all are."
Though she figured the others probably only understood the gist of what she had said as she had spoken too fast for them, she felt smug at her display of English skills. She was about to make a jab at Traitor when the new guy spoke up again, but this time in English as well, "I see you, too, can speak English."
Mizuki's surprise caused her to pause for half a second before she retorted, "And I see you're not all bark, no bite."
"I lived a whole year in LA with my parents. My English surpasses yours far more."
"I wouldn't be too sure about that, buddy." Mizuki gave a smirk as she realized his weakness. Though his accent was nearly flawless, unlike her, he was too stiff in his speaking making it seem unnatural. Not to mention, he seemed to have a few errors with his grammar.
"Ha! You cannot even speak without accent." He laughed, pointing a finger at her.
Mizuki just gave a smirk and a shrug and proceeded to ignore him. She looked Traitor straight in his violet eyes knowing he had perfectly understood her first comment. After all, she had helped him in English many times and knew he could speak and understand well enough. "You found another lap dog to replace me, did you?"
He smirked at her, "No, like Natsuhiko-san said, you were the only lap dog. These guys are the genuine Big Five."
Rationally, Mizuki knew he was bluffing. He did not care for them, just like he didn't care for her. He only cared about controlling his father.
Unless that was a lie too. A small voice warned her in her head.
Just like that, Mizuki felt herself losing ground in the confrontation. She didn't know who Asano truly was because she didn't know what was a lie and what was the truth.
Not one to miss a slip-up, Asano called out with fake concern, "What's wrong Mizuki-chan? Feeling like an idiot knowing you've been played? Don't feel bad, it's not your fault I'm just that much better than you."
Looking around to the crowd of students that had gathered around them, he announced, "Let this be a lesson to you all. Even the mighty will fall if they don't work hard enough." He narrowed his violet eyes and spoke in a quieter voice, "Even the Angel of Class A."
Mizuki's mind was too frantic to think of a proper comeback. Instead she weakly retorted, "Don't call me that."
"Why not, Mizuki-chan? I can call you whatever I want. If you don't like Angel, maybe I should call you by what I used to call you by. How does that sound, Zuki-chan?" Asano mocked, using his old nickname for her with fake sweetness and concern. The way he said it brought back all their memories together flooding in. It was too much for her. Her hazel eyes were starting to sting as she stared at the ground avoiding the boy who had broken her heart as he tormented her in front of the crowd of their classmates.
Before she could break, a shadow appeared in her peripheral vision and a new voice spoke up, "She told you not to call her that. As Student Council President you should show some respect, Asano."
Mizuki looked up to see Chiba shielding her from Traitor's view. His whole body was wound up as if ready for a fight, yet his facial expression showed nothing but a calm rage.
He's… protecting me?
Asano Gakushuu POV
"Tsk, another Class E scum trying to act all high and mighty?" Gakushuu asked in annoyance. His eyes narrowed at the boy who was standing defensively in front of the girl. "Do I need to teach you your place, boy?"
"You will leave us alone, Asano." An icy voice interrupted. Gakusuu watched as Mizuki stepped out from behind the boy. Her previous hurt wiped from her face leaving nothing but an empty mask to anyone looking except for him. He could see the slight tension in her jaw and eyebrows along with the closed off hazel eyes betrayed her rage.
Why is she only strong when she's defending this nobody? What's going on between them? Asano wondered. From the boy standing up for her to her defensiveness on the other boy's behalf, it made him wonder what their relationship was.
"We did nothing to provoke you, so you have no reason to mess with us. We're leaving." With that, she spun on her heel and marched towards the exit grabbing onto Bangs Boy's hand as he passed him dragging him out with her. Looking at their joint hands, the tightness in his chest that had been slowly building got even worse.
He knew he lost that round, so all he could do was watch her back as she stormed off the campus. Gakushuu growled in annoyance. He glanced around him and saw the students from various classes still standing around.
"What are you all doing? There is nothing left to see."
At his icy tone, the students bar the four flanking him all scrambled to leave, whispering amongst themselves. Gakushuu turned around to the four behind him giving a quick order, "Let's go."
Clearly not sensing his bad mood, Tomoya asked, "Why'd you let them get away without humiliating them more?"
As the newest member Tomoya obviously had yet to sense when Gakushuu was in a bad mood. The other three stiffened knowing what was coming next.
Gakushuu's violet eyes flared dangerously in anger as he grabbed onto Tomoya's shirt collar bringing him up close, "If you had stayed quiet, I would've had everything under control. Do not make me question my choice. Remember I can easily replace you just as I did her."
Tomoya paled visibly, "Yo-you're right, Asano. I'm so-sorry."
"Get lost." Gakushuu commanded. "I'm not in the mood today."
With that, he stalked away to the parking lot where a car was waiting to take him home. When he arrived, he saw his father sitting at the head of the dining table scrolling through something on his tablet with a cup of coffee sitting in front of him. Not even bothering to look up, his father asked, "Why were you late today?"
"I had some business to take care of." Gakushuu answered curtly.
"This issue…" Asano paused, looking up from his work, "it wouldn't have anything to do with Hiyashi Mizuki would it?"
Shit he knows. Gakushuu thought, gritting his teeth. How does he always know?
"It doesn't matter as the issue has been resolved."
"I see." Asano's eyes stared hard into his own violet ones before looking back down to his tablet. "Very well."
Taking it as his cue to leave, Gakushuu started to make his way to his room. Just as he was about to exit he heard his father call out, "Don't forget, I will not hesitate to crush any weaknesses or mistakes, Gakushuu."
"Of course, Chairman Asano."
Chapter 12 End
A/N: Sorry, it's a bit short guys. Hope you enjoyed a little Gakushuu perspective. Time for review replies! (Ship poll is on the bottom for those who are just here for that)
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Guest: Ahhh thank you! It means a lot that you enjoy the story! I will try to update as soon as I finish the chapters. The next few might take some time though just as a warning.
Ship Poll (Ongoing)
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~Seveli
