DISCLAIMER: I DO NOT OWN ANSATSU KYOUSHITSU IN ANY WAY. IT BELONGS TO THE AWESOME MATSUI YUUSEI.

Cornered Prey

"Just because you changed your hairstyle doesn't mean anything. I'm still going to beat you up." Aho-Takaoka licked his lips and leered at Nagisa.

"Is this pathetic life form really sent here to replace Karasuma-sensei?" Nagisa twirled the blade in his hand, staring at it aimlessly.

"How about this? Because you're a kid, I'll kindly let you make the first move. Hey are you even listening?" Takaoka started yelling at his opponent, spit flying everywhere. "I said-"

"I heard you the first time. Please don't waste your breath shouting at me, you're going to need it later." Pale blue eyes looked up from the knife sill spinning on his fingertip. A ghost of a smile slowly spread. A chuckle escaped. "Really," taking a small step forward. "Trash should really know when to shut up."

And disappeared.

"No, he didn't disappear. He's just moving really fast." Jaw slightly unhinged, Karasuma-sensei took in the spectacle infront of him, eyes wide open.

"Wh-where is he?" Eyes flickering, trying to find the brat who was just standing infront of him moment ago.

"Here." A soft voice was heard, as if it was whispered directly next to him.

"Wha-" Turning around to with an arm infront of his chest as defence, and another raised to strike.

But,

"Too late." The whisper came again as if from all directions, taunting him.

Blood sprayed into the air.

Takaoka fell to the ground on his hands and knees, suddenly unable to stand.

"You've already lost. You're leg tendons are cut, thus your currently missing ability to stand. So needless to say that I win as it's clear that landed the first it." Takaoka looked up from the ground to see a pair of feet. Slowly looking up, he finally craned his neck to see the face of the one he thought he would be making an example out of.

A face devoid of emotion.

The eyes that belonged to that face wasn't even looking at him.

No. Those eyes were currently fixed on the knife that was held in the air. A knife, that was glistening in the afternoon sun with blood coating it.

His blood.

Suddenly, the eyes snapped back to him, surprise evident in his eyes.

"Oh, you're still conscious? I thought you would have passed out from the first hint of pain. I guess my skills have dulled a bit since coming here. I won't make such a mistake again."

The boy then kneeled down infront of Takaoka. "Now then, please go to sleep."

All Takaoka heard was a ringing sound in his ear before falling unconscious.

It was silent amongst the students watching.

"Now they will all fear me, it natural to do so." Turning away from the fallen man, Nagisa looked at his classmates. Eyes of disgust directed at him what he was expecting. Tears and accusations to be thrown at him, was what he braced for.

Definitely not looks of awe and the members of class E rushing at him. Getting tossed into the air was also something he was not expecting.

"Nagisa, why didn't you ever tell us you were so skilled?" Came one question. "Because assassins aren't suppose to say, "Hey I'm an assassin!" you know?"

Finally let down, Nagisa stood up only to be faced by Koro-sensei.

"So, you're an assassin Nagisa? I didn't know. But with you around, the possibility of the student's chances of killing me have significantly gone up. Good luck." And with that, Koro-sensei left so as to get curry from India.

Karasuma turned away from the cheering students only to see the Chairman standing at the entrance.

Gakuho Asano has come.

"Fabulous performance Nagisa-kun." The chairman clapped his hands before turning to Karasuma-sensei. "Here's a letter to say that Takaoka-san to be off school campus in the next hour as I do not want him as a teacher here. You are now back as the PE teacher." With that, the Chairman turned around and left.

"Haaaa." Karasuma let out a deep sigh before leaving the field to go to the office, but not before turning around to see the students still crowding around Nagisa.

Plopping onto his seat, Karasuma looked at where he had last left off on the report he was halfway though. It was about the students' progress in assassination for this month.

Shiota Nagisa.

The Shadow.

Karasuma stared at his laptop screen before typing in a few words before leaving the office to get fresh air. Once he left, Bitch-sensei strutted into the office to retrieve her bag. But, not without passing by Karasuma's still open laptop. Unable to resist the temptation, she snuck a glance at the screen. There under Shiota Nagisa was only one sentence.

A natural talent aware of what he is capable of.

Seeing it, Irina smirked.

"A natural talent huh? Looks like Karasuma doesn't want many people to know about Nagisa. Especially some low ranking idiot reading this report." Not looking back, Irina left the office without a care.

Finally away from his crazy classmates, Nagisa let down his hair, staring at the long locks that pooled around him as he laid on a hill nearby.

"You know, just because you cut somebody's legs doesn't mean that I'm not your friend anymore Nagisa." A voice cut through the peaceful silence that Nagisa was enjoying.

"I can tell. Especially if you went looking for me, Karma." Opening a lazy eye, Nagisa looked at the red head standing above him.

"You'll always be my friend. I decided on that the moment you sat next to me Nagisa." Karma sat down next to where Nagisa was lying on the hill,eyes now closed.

"Okay. As long as you never betray me, I'll be your friend."

"Then we have reached an agreement little Shadow. My little shadow."

With that the school day ended.

"Turned out to be not so boring after all. Little shadow huh? I like the sound of that. Staying to the shadows, my job revolves around that fact no matter what." He let himself drift into a short sleep.

"Once I'm out of this wheelchair, I'm going to kill that brat." Hands gripped the handle so hard until his hands turned what.

"I've never been so humiliated in my life!" Takaoka took another gulp of the beer in his hands as he wheeled down a dark alley that served as a shortcut to his apartment.

Takaoka slowed down to a stop as he saw a dark figure before of him.

"I don't really like killing handicaps, but someone pained a target on you so I'm going to kill you to get me money."

"Kill me? No I still need my revenge!" Hands inched toward the handgun on his lap.

"That won't work"

A blue streak was all Takaoka saw when the figure appeared infront of him.

"Enjoy eternal sleep." A hint of moonlight allowed Takaoka to see part of the Shadow's face before his neck was sliced open, blood spraying like a fountain, yet not a drop landed on the assassin.

The Shadow walked away, sheathing a now blood covered tanto, but not before flicking off majority of the blood.

Flipping open a phone and a short "Target dead" sent, and the assassin walked away leaving the dead body behind him before melting into the shadows.

AN: SO IN THIS ONE TAKAOKA IS DEAD. OH AND IT'S NOT REALLY A KARMA X NAGISA PAIRING. IT'S MORE OF THE BBF KIND OF PAIRING. PLEASE REVIEW! IT'S NOT SO HARD YOU KNOW? OH AND THE NEXT FEW CHAPTER MIGHT NOT COME OUT AS FAST AS I HAVE A HUGE EXAM NEXT WEEK.