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: Ah my lovely snowflakes~ Great to see you all again. I'm sorry for the slight disappearance. My body has lost all sense of responsibility and schedule and I am currently living as a lonely, lazy blob. Nevertheless! I have an update for you all. Kinda short, but I think you all will like who shows up;) Anyway, not much else from me. Chapter updates might still be a little delayed cause I am actually busy (being lazy), but know I did not give up on this fic. If I ever do, I promise I will tell you guys so you don't wait forever for an update that will never come. Okay, on that note enjoy the chapter! (Oh, also to all my new favs and follows, thank you! To all my frequent and new reviewers, you guys are the greatest. Thank you so much. And of course thank you to my author-in-crime for beta-ing for me. You are a Godsend friend~)


Chapter 17

Time skip

"Ooi! We've brought the ropes and sticks!" A voice announced.

"Right there! Stab him!" Another shouted.

Mizuki stood there looking on with exasperation. How are we still missing him? He's literally tied hanging from a tree…

Holding her pole in one hand, she thrust it forward as she saw the yellow blur heading in her direction only to feel herself stabbing air once more. The whole class was stabbing at Korosensei hanging from the tree. He had destroyed the class flower bed earlier that day, so he decided to make it up to them by handicapping himself while they tried to assassinate him.

"Even in this situation he's slipping and dodging. Damn it!"

Korosensei laughed as his head changed the color of his head to green strips, "Nruhuhufu! Come now this service is an apology you know? Surely it's rare to have a teacher in a position like this where he can't move."

Mizuki narrowed her eyes. According to Shiota-san's book, when he tries to look cool, he tends to slip up more. She searched for an opening as her classmates continued to stab at their irritating target.

SNAP!

The branch Korosensei was hanging on broke. Everyone stopped as they stared in shock at their teacher lying prone on the floor still tied up. Now! She cried in her head just as one of her classmates shouted to get him.

"Ahhhhh! Wait! My tentacles are tangled in the ropes!" Korosensei screamed in panic.

Mizuki joined the class as they chased his rolling form; though, she figured, at this point, it was futile. Sighing, she stopped and continued to watch as the others chased him.

"He got himself out of it!" Someone cried as they watched Korosensei dart to the roof. He was huffing and panting in exhaustion. The students grumbled about how close they were.

Were we though? Mizuki thought bitterly. Each day that passed made it seem more and more impossible for them to kill him. No one had even gotten a scratch on him yet much less got close to killing him.

"Starting tomorrow, there will be twice as much homework." Korosensei announced after he caught his breath.

And he's petty! Mizuki thought in annoyance along with her classmates.

"If we keep this up, a chance to kill him will definitely come up!"

"If I kill him what will I do with 10 billion yen? No wayyy~"

Mizuki could only stare as her classmates celebrated their failed collective attempt to kill Korosensei. First of all, we were not even close. We can't rely on a chance to be given for us to kill him. Second, I don't know how I feel about us celebrating an assassination mission. Even if he's going to destroy the world, it doesn't really feel like something we should be joking and excited about.

"Hiyashi-chan? Are you alright?" A voice came from her right.

Turning, she gave Chiba a small smile and assured him, "Yeah, I'm fine. That was kind of funny to watch I guess."

"Haha, yeah. We'll definitely get him next time!" Chiba said with the same determination as their classmates.

"Yeah…" Mizuki trailed off.

Chiba cast her a concerned glance but figured if she needed to talk to him, she would. "Come on, let's head back."

"Sure." Mizuki answered. They turned around to start walking back. Mizuki paused seeing Karasuma-san standing next to Kayano-san and Shiota-san. "Karasuma-san, what are you doing here? Clearly as you saw just now, we haven't made any progress in killing our target."

"Aa, it's alright. That's why I'm here. I will be your new physical education teacher focusing on sharpening your assassination skills." Karasuma informed the class.

Hmmm, that's actually a good idea. None of us know how to properly use a knife or hold a gun… I think. People can surprise you sometimes. Mizuki contemplated to herself.

"Welcome to Class E then, Karasuma-sensei." Mizuki said politely.

Time skip (Next day)

"One! Two! Three! Four! Five! Six! Seven! Eight!" Class E's collective voice sounded through the clearing they were in.

"Isn't it lovely hearing their voices shouting on this sunny afternoon? How peaceful." Korosensei commented to the man next to him. "Or it would be if the students weren't practicing with deadly weapons."

"Practice swinging your knife in eight different directions!" Karasuma instructed, ignoring the creature and fellow teacher beside him. "No matter how you stand, don't lose your balance!"

Mizuki felt beads of sweat forming on her forehead as she concentrated on her movements. With each swing of her knife, she tried to visualize the movements Karasuma-sensei had shown them earlier. Standing in the back, she couldn't hear what Karasuma-sensei and Korosensei were talking about over the voices of their chanting, but she could tell Karasuma-sensei was exasperated with the yellow octopus.

"Three! Four! Five!" They continued to practice their strikes at the invisible target in front of them. Suddenly, Korosensei dashed to the sandbox and started piling the sand with tears streaming down his face.

The distraction caused most of the students to pause in the exercise. Mizuki continued through the movements without the chanting choosing to listen in to the conversation now that it was quieter.

"Don't lie, Korosensei." Sugaya-san was saying to the aforementioned teacher. "Your physical ability is different from ours. I mean last time you tried to show us jumping side to side but ended up going so fast you created clones. Then you said to add the cat's cradle to the mix!"

"Man, I want to be taught by a human teacher." Sugino-san complained.

"This really goes beyond a different dimension." Nakamura-san agreed.

Maehara-san stepped up and addressed Karasuma-sensei, "Is there a point to all of this? I mean we're even practicing right in front of our target."

"Studying and assassination are the same." Karasuma-sensei started. "Their usefulness is determined by learning the fundamentals. For example, Maehara-kun, Isogai-kun I want both of you to try and hit me with your knife."

"Both of us? Are you sure?" Isogai-san asked doubtfully.

"The knives aren't harmful to humans. If either of you strike me with your knife, I'll let class off early today."

"Eh? Either of us?" Maehara asked, confused.

Mizuki stopped her movements to watch the fight. Though the odds suggested her classmates had the upper hand, Karasuma was a trained professional, and he appeared calm as he loosened his tie in preparation for the fight.

"In that case," Isogai-san started before lunging for their sensei.

Karasuma whipped his body slightly to the side dodging the strike. Maehara-san followed him trying to catch him off guard. Instead, Karasuma-sensei simply deflected his blow by pushing his wrist to the side. He continued to dodge and deflect the blows expanding barely any effort. Isogai-san and Maehara-san were already panting for air as Karasuma-sensei started lecturing, "With this low level of skill, even I can dodge your strikes."

"Arghhhh!" Both boys cried as they simultaneously charged at him. Smirking, Karasuma-sensei grabbed both of their wrists and slammed them both to the ground. Mizuki stared in awe at their teacher's graceful movements. He wasted no energy in his dodging and deflection. Each move was carefully executed with no errors or excessive movement.

"You understand if you can't hit me, the chances of hitting him at Mach 20 speed is slim to none." A tick of annoyance appeared on his forehead as he jerked his thumb in the direction of the sandbox and said, "While we were fighting, that guy already reconstructed Osaka castle, changed clothes, and is performing a tea ceremony."

Everyone sweat-dropped at the sight.

Karasuma-sensei held his hands out to the two boys still on the ground and helped them up while continuing, "If everyone in the class gets to the point where you can at least hit me, the chances of your assassination being a success will increase greatly. There are many fundamentals of knife and gun handling that I will be teaching you in PE class."

Wow… Mizuki thought in awe. She felt her heart thudding in excitement. It was something she hadn't felt in a very long time. It was the same feeling she had when she discovered something new in her reading or when she performed a particularly difficult free running trick. I want to learn to fight like Karasuma-sensei.

Mizuki wasn't the only one looking at Karasuma-sensei. All the students were watching him with a spectrum of emotions from respect to admiration. The girls started gossiping about how handsome he was and cool he looked.

"Karasuma-sensei, could it be you are trying to steal my popularity from the students?" Korosensei gritted out in annoyance as he listened to the students excitedly talking about their new teacher.

"Don't be ridiculous." Karasuma-sensei rolled his eyes as he put on his jacket.

Mizuki felt a tap on her shoulder and turned to find Chiba standing next to her. She gave him a smile in greeting and asked excitedly, "That was really cool wasn't it?"

"Mm!" Chiba agreed with a smile of his own. "Are you going to join the Karasuma fan club?" He teased poking a finger in her cheek.

"What the-" She asked incredulously while mindlessly grabbing his hand to remove it from her face. "Is there really such a thing?"

"Yes, I hear Kurahashi-san is going to be the president." Chiba said thoughtfully.

"Well rest assured; I don't intend to fangirl over our sensei. I respect him too much to do something so disturbing." Mizuki shuddered. Chiba gave her a strangely satisfied look at her answer before patting her head and walking back to the classroom.

Mizuki stood there, cheeks dusted pink. "He-hey! What was that Chiba-kun?"

He said nothing and continued walking with his hand in his pocket. Mizuki followed him reluctantly, ready to demand an answer from him when she noticed he stopped walking. Looking up, a flash of red caught her eye just past him. She stepped a bit to the side to get a better look at the boy standing at the top of the stairs.

It's him!

Chapter 17 End


A/N: Okay, I don't actually have a ton of time at the moment, so review replies will have to be delayed until next chapter as well as the new poll update. Hang in there guys, I promise I'll make it up to you later with some good Karma appearances. Bye my snowflakes~