Freedom To Live

by DracoDakomiah

The students of Classroom 3-E were tasked with killing Korosensei, their teacher. The U.S.A. decided they needed help, and sent their most top secret of all weapons in their possession. What is this secret? A being as old as history itself, yet controlled carefully as a weapon. In exchange for killing Korosensei, this being, this gorgeous female being, would gain her freedom.

3. Chapter 3 - Jealousy

A.N.: Ok, So I am currently engaged to someone who is Vietnamese, and I had to make a little comment regarding the scene in this episode where Yellavitch asks for Vietnamese Coffee. It's actually more like French Coffee. I've had it myself and it's not that bad, and goes good with a splash of Bailey's non alcoholic creamer. Oh, and yes, I'm posting updates on this one far quicker than my other fanfic only because I have too many ideas for this one right now. I want to get them out of my head before I lose them. So updates on this will be fairly quick, I may even post two chapters in a single day. Though after this chapter I would like at least one or two reviews before I post a new chapter. Doesn't mean I won't be writing them though while I wait! Oh and pardon me if I mess up on time frame. I kinda haven't been able to figure it out yet with this series. Oh! This version of chapter 3 is censored, can you guess where? If you can guess where in the comments and your correct, and I get at least 4 people to guess I'll post the explicit version of this chapter on AO3 for your reading pleasure. ^^

I was a bit bored when I got to the classroom early today, being a full ten minutes ahead of schedule as usual. I hadn't slept well last night so I skipped my early morning workout and headed straight for school. Sitting down in the back of the classroom, as usual, I was working on the blueprints and infiltration plans for the covert ops mission next week. As soon as the students started arriving I quickly put them back into my bag, and started reading a book I had picked up from a shop yesterday. I had been a little bit bored so I found it entertaining to some extent.

I frowned when I heard a new female voice being rather high pitched and fangirling over Korosensei. I looked up to see a dipshit looking blonde hanging off of Korosensei's arm, and I felt a pang of jealousy. She was rather busty and curvy, and obviously had all of Korosensei's attention on her. I lost focus on anything that was said as I glared icy daggers at the bimbo, only managing to pick up on her name and the fact she was to be our English teacher. I almost snapped my pencil as Korosensei's face turned pink as he was obviously staring at her bust.

'The nerve of that woman! Can't he see she's not actually interested in him?!' I fumed silently for the rest of the class period until P.E. We were playing a new game with soccerballs called pass and kill. I kicked the ball hard at Korosensei, startling him a bit. "Pass!" I yelled, then lunged forward without any weapons, surprising him as I gave him a hug, my dagger appearing almost out of thin air and gently pressing against one of his tentacles through his clothes, only the cloth protecting him. I jumped back, making it seem as if he had dodged and I had missed just as I yelled. "And kill," I muttered, stepping back even further.

A few other students got their shots in but missed completely, then the irritating voice of Ms. Yellavitch sounded from the steps as she jogged over to us. "Yoohoo! Darling!" She sounded so sickly sweet, I almost gagged as I ignored her little conversation with Korosensei, walking off to sit on the steps of the school. I soon saw the octopus fly off at top speed, going to retrieve some Vietnamese coffee for the woman. As soon as he was gone she lit up a cigarette and gave us all a lecture as the bell rang.

I growled softly at her, though snickered when Karma called her Yellabitch. She apparently wasn't pleased as she chewed him out a bit. I was about to head inside when she suddenly went up and kissed Nagisa! "I don't know about Japan, but if an adult were to kiss a child there you would instantly be labeled a pedophile, be banned from any place that has kids, and be reported for sexually abusing a minor. So I suggest you do not do that ever again. Otherwise, I will personally make your life hell, you blonde piece of trash." I growled menacingly, slapping her across the face. The poor boy in her arms was speechless, obviously too stunned from being kissed to react anymore for now.

"WHY YOU LITTLE BRAT!" She pulled out a small gun and aimed it at me, I shrugged, an evil cold grin on my face.

"Shoot me and you are just asking for a death sentence. If you don't know who I am, my name is Anne Silverstar. It's a pleasure to meet you, Irina Yellavitch. And you would do well to remember me in the future." I growled, and her eyes go wide for a second. She drops her gun and puts it away immediately, obviously scared.

"I hadn't realized that you would be here. Demon spawn, I've heard of you." She spoke in Irish, a language I was fluent in.

"Do not cross me, woman, you threaten me again I will not hesitate to remove you from this world." I turn and head into the school building, the students baffled and shocked at the sudden language shift. I brushed off the stares and took my seat in the back of the classroom, very pissed off at the nerve of this woman.

She was late coming into the classroom, obviously interrogating Nagisa for any information on Korosensei he had in his notebook, I growled darkly, even more ticked off now. This woman had no sense of boundaries. She came back in, Nagisa close behind as he went back to his seat. Irina sat down at the desk in the front of the classroom, and everyone was silent for a good long while, till people started teasing her and calling her miss Yellabitch again. She screeched and made a big scene over it, making everyone practice sounding out her name correctly. I didn't do as she said, though she was ignoring my blatant disrespect, not wanting to get any further on my bad side. I started drawing out a sketch again, this time a rather more intimate one. Korosensei was sitting beside me while we were both sharing lunch together, a faint blush on my cheeks as we talked about something undetermined. I sighed, setting the art piece aside for the time being and flipping to a different page where I had the schematics for some body armor in the making laid out. I was just finishing working on the proper formula for the chemical makeup of the armor's alloy when the bell rang to signal it was time for P.E. class

I sighed, heading to the girl's bathroom to change into my gym clothes. I switched out quickly, then headed outside.

We wound up working on target practice, and I shot off a rapid-fire succession of rounds, hitting bullseye a few times, then did a smiley face across it. The others were impressed, and I shrugged, moving off to the side now that my turn was over. I spotted Korosensei, pink face and obviously enamored with Irina, as she led him to the shed. I slowly crept towards the shed, making the excuse that I was going to eavesdrop on them for the other students as most of them were too skittish to go anywhere near the two right now.

I crouched down near the door and listened in carefully. I blushed lightly at what I heard, miss Irina acting all slutty as she played up to Korosensei's more….perverted side. I suddenly picked up two very distinct and strong smells from the shed, one metallic, one that was heavy of male body odors. I growled softly as I heard the woman say she would be just a minute. I was about to step in and yell at him it was a trap when the gunfire started going off inside. I cursed and rushed into the room, darting around the crates and knocking one of the guys unconscious, Korosensei seemed startled by my sudden appearance as I knocked all three of the guys out in rapid-fire succession, glaring at the crouched woman behind the crate. She seemed shocked that I had interrupted her assassination attempt.

"You are one despicable woman to play to a man's desires and then attempt to kill him in such a manner. Honestly, using others to do the job for you? You make me sick. It's women like you that put a shame to all females. You dipshit blondes are especially troublesome." I growled, pissed off beyond belief. Korosensei seemed a bit stunned, then glared at Irina disapprovingly as he shook off what I had just done to protect him.

"Miss Irina, you'd have done well to have taken a page out of your student's books. If you had even bothered to listen to them, or your comrades, you would have taken into account that bullets are of no use on me. Once the metal is inside me, it melts. Therefore rendering it useless. And you failed to take into account that one of my student's had followed us. Though I cannot ignore the fact that you ignored your own safety to come to my defense Miss Silverstar. Though you did manage to take out all three of the men who attacked me, your actions were still reckless and I cannot ignore that. You are to report for detention this weekend. Your dismissed for now though." He glared at me, obviously upset with my actions. I frowned, not having accounted for detentions in my schedule.

"Yes, sir." I bowed slightly out of respect.

"And you Miss Yellavitch, are an uncreative hack. You could learn a thing two from your students. Oh and just out of curiosity, did the government dossier on me mention that my preferred method of retaliation is grooming?" He came closer to her, eyes gleaming with intent. I nervously left the shed, just as Irina screamed. I shuddered as I quickly moved away. The other students had a worried look on their faces as the checked me over for injuries of any sort.

"You weren't hurt were you Anne?" One of the girls asked me worriedly.

"No, I'm fine. I just got detention for my actions. I knocked out the guys who attacked Korosensei, Irina was behind it so she is being….punished I think?" I shrugged, brushing off their worried looks.

The class was soon distracted by the sounds coming from the shed, and most of the guys went over to find out what was going on. I had an idea of what it was so I just headed to the classroom instead, wanting no part of any of it. I sat down at my desk after changing back to my uniform again, though I was mildly distracted in my thoughts so I accidentally left a part of my upper arm exposed from beneath my shirt, and a hint of the black tattoo was shown as I sat at my desk working on the sketch from earlier. Karma, who was sitting beside me, spotted the black decals and immediately pulled up my sleeve to get a better look.

"Hey! I didn't know you had tattoos. Where'd you get them?" He was curious, but also being a smug bastard about it.

"In the U.S. I got them at a young age, part of the family tradition." I pulled the sleeve down and readjusted it to cover the tattoo properly again. "Principal Asano said I had to have the covered up at all times while I'm on campus. School rules."

"I see." He smirked, obviously plotting something or other.

"Don't even bother, if you are planning some sort of prank or to try and see how many tattoos I have, I'll tell you right now, it is a full body tattoo. Hence why I am covered up to my neck." He looked surprised.

"Didn't that hurt getting that many done?"

"Of course." I smiled a bit, amused by his now curious questions.

I fell silent as class started once again, and decided to remain silent for the rest of the day.

The following day in class with Miss Bitch was amusing, she had a very frustrated look on her face as she was desperately trying to get her tablet to work better. Karma made a snide comment to her about her being pissed off, dropping the new nickname he'd given her.

I snickered silently, enjoying seeing the woman dropped down a peg or two.

"Excuse me, Miss? If your not going to teach us any lessons, could we swap you out for Korosensei? You see, we have entrance exams coming up and-"

"Hah! You want to swap me out for that disgusting creature? Your worried about entrance exams when the planet is on notice? Must be paradise not knowing your ass from a whole in the ground. Give it a rest. Even if the Earth wasn't on the brink of destruction, entrance exams are for students with a future." The class glared at her then, upset.

"News flash, that's not any of you losers. How bout this kids, forget the studying, help me brainstorm how to kill the octopus and I'll give you a nice percentage of the reward money. That's the best deal any of you E-Class jerk offs are gonna get out of life. Otherwise, knock it off with the whining and le-" She was cut off as a well-thrown eraser hit the blackboard beside her pretty little head.

The entire class, aside from Nagisa and myself, started yelling at her and throwing random paper balls at her, she was a bit pissed off as some of the students called her a bitch. I was silently fuming now, glaring at the women with an ice cold glare. She was too distracted by the other students to notice it though.

The day slipped by and Wednesday arrive without much to say about it. We played a game of assassination badminton, which was the first thing I sucked at a lot. Mostly cause I was stuck working with the other students so it was actually a challenge for me this time not to accidentally hit someone in the back of the head. Not to say I didn't smack Karma once cause he was being a bit rude.

English class came, and I was shocked when Miss Bitch came in and actually started off with a lesson. Though the sentence she wrote was, in my eyes, inappropriate as hell. I blushed lightly, then realized she was being nice and apologizing for her actions. I blinked, staring at the woman in surprise. I listened to her and the students, mildly amused now with the new and more, humbled side. Though not to say she still didn't have a temper as the students all agreed to call her Professor Bitch. I laughed a bit with the students, amused to all hell with the current situation.

The time for my Covert Ops Mission was on Monday night, so I was most likely going to have to skip school Tuesday morning if things went out of hand. I was dreading bringing up the excuse I was to give Korosensei. Today was Saturday, so I was to report for detention around 10 am. I arrived early though, dressed in a casual short black skirt and spaghetti strap top. I had all of my tattoos out in the open, not really caring right now cause none of the students were there to bother me. Korosensei had instructed me to dress casual. So I decided to play up on my feminine side, the spaghetti strap top leaving the tops of my D cup breasts just halfway exposed, my curves were soft yet just right. The clothes fit me like a charm, and a pair of black flats accompanied the outfit. My hair was tied back loosely in a sloppy ponytail, mostly to add a little bit of charm to the overall gothic look.

I sat down on the steps in front of the school building, relaxing as I took a few quick sketches of my surroundings for fun, just relaxing a bit. I sipped on an energy drink I had picked up from the store on the way here, waiting for Korosensei to arrive. The man in question appeared in a few short minutes, landing in front of me. His face went pink when he saw my outfit. "Anne! You are rather early….eheh...and your outfit...um...I...uhh...like it." He nervously chuckled, trying to play off the fact that he found it pleasing. He then took notice of the black and red tattoos spiraling across my skin, lifting up one of my arms in his tentacled grasp as he went about studying them curiously. "These tattoos….where did you get them?" He was intrigued, but he had a scowl on his face too.

"In the U.S. why?"

"For one, why did you get these in the first place? Two, students are not allowed to have tattoos or piercings." He seemed upset about this.

"Here in Japan, yes. But, I am from the U.S. Students, if of age, are allowed to have tattoos as long as they are covered properly during school hours. Principal Asano alerted me I had to have them covered, and since I had them done before I moved here he gave me an exception to the rule. Also, it's part of my families traditions, once you reach the age of 15 you get the family tattoos for your heritage. I'm a warrior of the family, so I receive the Celtic knot tribal design. Though I had to get them done by a friend…." I sighed, a sad look crossing my face.

"Why a friend? Wouldn't it traditionally be done by a family member?" He was curious now, sitting down beside me.

"My family is dead. My parents were the last living family I had, but they died just as I turned 15. Murdered while they were out getting groceries. A friend of the family, my god father to be exact, took me in after that and raised me. He was experienced with helping my family with the tattoos, so he did them for me as a gift. A year later he passed away from unknown causes. I got blamed for his death. So I went into hiding for two years to try and escape the police. I only recently managed to get the charges dropped, but decided it would be best if I left the U.S. and moved to a different country for a few years. I'm 18 now, and I missed school for the last few years so I am forced to go through junior high again." I sighed in frustration, resting my head on my hands, my arms propped against my knees to support myself a bit. I felt an arm wrap around my shoulders, and blushed lightly at the touch.

"I'm sorry for your loss and suffering Anne. Though I have the feeling you're not telling me the whole truth." I blushed a bit more at his closeness, his voice right against my ear.

"I have my reasons…." I murmur quietly, though he easily picked up on what I had said.

"I won't push you for any answers. You can tell me when you're ready." His hand slid down my arm just a bit, and I felt a bit nervous about the action. Though he didn't seem to notice it as he looked at the birds flying around nearby.

"Thanks...hey...isn't this supposed to be a detention?" I asked nervously, looking up at his ever-grinning face.

He looked down at me, a blush crossing his face. "Um...not particularly. I merely wanted a chance to get to talk to you more. It seems that any time I get even a moment's chance to speak to you we are always interrupted by something. You have seemed rather troubled lately if your drawings are any indication towards your personal frustrations." He held up one of the said drawings of a memory scene that looked more like a fantasy piece of a dragon tearing someone in half. He frowned at the drawing with displeasure.

"I have noticed similar drawings to these amidst your work, all fantasy style relating to dragons. Why is that? And the attention to detail and the fact that most of these are gory deaths of humans is rather troublesome to me." He looked at me worriedly.

"I'm an artist. Usually, most of my actual art drawings turn out like that. Something to do with PTSD according to my psychiatrist. She said it'd be best if I just drew out whatever was in my mind for the time being. It helps out a lot." I smile, taking the drawing from his hand. I put it away in my binder again, a drawing of him slipping out. I blush almost scarlet, recognizing it as the one I had drawn of him sitting beside me sharing lunch.

He picked it up, blushing lightly as well. "Anne…..I was unaware that you liked me enough to want to share a meal with me…" His grin grew a bit wider as he blushed, and he chuckled.

"Oh shut up...it's nothing like that...I drew that when Irina first got here. She was being such a harlot towards you I was just jeal-!" I cover my mouth, blushing red.

"Jealous? Hehehe, you are cute when you blush Anne~" He chuckled, his hand pulling mine away from my lips, cupping my face as he looked at me. I fell back, embarrassed and shocked as I found myself wrapped up in his tentacles as he hugged me to him, his squishy head press lightly on the top of mine. "Don't worry, I'll keep you safe." He murmured, his face very close to mine.

"Ah...Korosensei…" I was speechless, shocked. As what he said set in, tears slowly slid down my cheeks, and I felt one of his tentacles swipe them away. Though I was mildly confused when he tasted them.

"The hormones I'm detecting in your tears suggest your both happy and sad." He pulled me against his robes, which smelled of chalk dust and ink. I also picked up a scent that was unique, sweet smelling. I buried my face against him, hugging him tightly. I hadn't realized how much I had missed being held by someone until now. Without the fear of being hurt.

"Thank you, Korosensei," I mumbled against his robes, and he chuckled lightly, holding me in a loose hug.

"Your welcome Anne." I smiled, closing my eyes. I felt the tension and exhaustion take over my mind, and I fell asleep in his arms, and a soft look appeared in his eyes as he let me sleep, his tentacles holding me against him as he stood up and walked into the school building with me. He set me down on the couch in the teacher's lounge and sat on a chair beside me, a frown on his face now as he went over the unusual DNA he had encountered in my tears. "What are you…?"

A few hours later, I woke up laying on the couch, blinking my eyes as I looked over at Korosensei who was sitting beside me. "Did...I fall asleep?" I asked hesitantly.

"Yes, you did. Apparently, you were in need of some rest so I let you sleep for that last few hours in here so you wouldn't be disturbed."

"Thanks. Um….Korosensei? I'm afraid I'm going to be late to class on Tuesday. I have to be to work for a few hours that morning to help cover bills. If I don't I'll face getting evicted from my house." I lied, making up the excuse on the spot. He frowned, obviously not buying it.

"Is that so? Well, according to what I have dug up on you, I don't think that is the case. I have found absolutely no records of your existence on Earth, merrily a few government files I managed to dig up thanks to Mr. Karasuma." I froze, shocked. 'Shit! He knows!'

"I-"

"No, I will not listen to any more of your lies Anne. If that's even your real name. I want you to tell me the truth. Now." He had a neutral face on right now, showing none of his emotions.

"...Very well then…...I had hoped to wait a while before you found out." I sighed, standing up. My form altered and shifted, I cringed as my scales slipped out from beneath my skin, my wings and tail forming in their proper positions as I returned to my hybrid form. Korosensei seemed shocked as I lunged forward with lightning fast speed, narrowly dodged my claws which grazed his cheek. "My name wasn't a lie. The fact my family is dead is also true. Though how they died is another matter. Humans killed them over a 100 years ago, leaving me to fend for myself. I managed rather well for about 50 years or so, till the U.S. captured me early in WW2. I am a...dragon. Though that is a loose term for it, due to the fact that I am also classified as a shape-shifter as well. You and I aren't too different, both beings that are ridiculed and scorned for what we are. Most of my kind is dead now thanks to the brute savagery of mankind." I sit down, and Korosensei relaxes a little bit from his shocked state of mind. "I'd rather you kept my existence a secret to the students here. I don't want them to be afraid of me. This is my last chance here. The U.S. sent me here on one condition. I help kill you, and I get my freedom. Though to be honest...I don't really want to kill you. You have been nice to me from the moment we met. You've treated me like a normal person. So have the other students here in E-Class. I don't want to lose that." A few tears slip down my cheeks. I hated this form now, and shifted back to human form, scales and other dragon features disappearing with wisps of energy.

"I'm….speechless. How…no...I won't question it. Most of Earth's cultures have some form of depictions of Dragon's throughout their ancient history's, most of which showed knights or other people killing them to save maidens. Though I don't think those depictions serve the true story justice." I felt one of his tentacles swipe away my tears his odd hand gently caressing my face. I sigh, relaxing against his touch.

"You...won't tell anyone will you?" I asked nervously.

"No. I won't. It's not my place to tell anyone what you are."

"Thanks….I'm sorry for lying to you before, but I was not supposed to let anyone know of my existence. Also...I will have to be gone Tuesday morning. The U.S. government has me running a few special missions for them, so it may run late if things go south. I may not return to class until Wednesday at the latest depending on what happens." A grim look crosses my face.

"It's serious, isn't it? What kind of mission is it anyways?" He grew serious, obviously worried for my well being.

"Retrieval. I have to retrieve certain items from enemy hands. It's not the first time. Most likely won't be the last." I frown. His hand slips away from my face, settling on my shoulder.

"Whatever they have you doing, I want you to be careful. Don't be rash in your decisions, and stay safe. I want you to return to class as soon as you are able, and I want you back in one piece. If I find so much as a scratch on you...I will personally ensure that whoever hurt you suffers." A dark look crossed his face, which normally would have scared any other person shitless, but to me, it was rather endearing.

"Don't worry. If someone hurts me, you won't get the chance to do anything to them. They'll die within seconds." I smile, sending a shiver through him.

"I don't like the way you said that Anne, it sounds like you've killed before. Is that so?" He was a bit stern, yet obviously worried.

"Much as I hate it, yes I have. I've been used as a strategic weapon during the last 50 or 60 years in key military battles. World War 2 was one of them. The Vietnam War another. I have blood on my hands, and that's something I can't change." I frowned, looking down at my hands, gripping them into fists.

I was jolted out of my thoughts when Korosensei took both of my hands into his, and he leaned forward a bit towards me. "Anne, why do you obey their orders? I can see that you are capable of escaping them whenever you chose to. Why haven't you done so yet?"

I sighed, tapping the black collar on my neck. "Explosive device. I disobey, they remotely detonate it and I'm dead. I may have the knowledge to remove it, but if I do so, then I get punished. They will hunt me down wherever I go on this planet. I don't want to run anymore. I want to be free! And if doing what they want gives me my freedom in the end, then I'll do it! I just want to live in peace." Tears streamed down my face, and he wiped them away again. His tentacles wrapped tightly around me in a hug as he pulled me against his robes, his head resting on the top of mine, and I cried softly into his robes, silent hiccups escaping me every now and again.

"It's alright. Let it all out." I felt his tentacles gently caressing me in various places, basically massaging me. I slowly calmed down, but was startled beyond belief when I heard a snick and I found the collar was suddenly gone! I heard an explosion outside and blinked at Korosensei in shock. "There. I will not have such devices on one of my students. It goes against your overall well being, which is a part of my duties to take care of my students in every way. That includes removing any possible threats to their health such as incendiary devices." He chuckled, green stripes on his face. "Although to be honest, removing the device from your neck was rather simple."

"You really are something else…" I sigh, shaking my head. "You do realize that I'm gonna have a team of soldiers at my doorstep tonight questioning why and how the device was removed. They are also going to attempt to detain me until a new one is placed on me."

"Then I'm just going to have to stay with you at your place for the foreseeable future to keep them from doing so. I will not stand for your safety to be endangered in such a manner ever again." He growled darkly, a black expression on his face of anger. I shivered slightly as his tentacles lightly squeezed me, face flushing lightly with a bit of heat. His comment about staying with me made me a bit nervous.

"A-Are you sure?"

"Yes, I'm sure. I'll be moving in with you today, understood? If it keeps you safe from harm, then I will gladly stay with you." He chuckled, his mood lightening as he saw my blushing face.

"Ok...I hope you don't mind my random cooking habits. I have a bit of a high metabolism so I have to eat large meals to make up for it…" I blush lightly in embarrassment.

"I figured as much. Your body requires more fuel to maintain itself properly, and I bet changing forms takes a serious toll on you as well. You changed forms twice today, so you should be hungry now. Shall we head to your place?" He asked. I was surprised he had picked up on those details so quickly.

"Um...sure." I squeaked as he picked me up, carrying me outside. He carefully tucked me against him as he took off at Mach 20 to my place, only slowing down as he unlocked the door with the key I handed him. He closed it behind him and locked it again. I blushed lightly as he carried me to the kitchen, only releasing me as he set me down on a chair in front of the small dining table. He quickly set about working on lunch for the two of us, and I watched him with interest, surprised by how fast he was working though rather amused when he grew frustrated by how slow the electric stove top was taking to heat up the pan.

"What is taking this thing so long?" He growled softly.

"It's electric. And a bit outdated at that. Even though the government is paying for this place, they didn't cover every little detail. Just give it a few minutes and it'll be hot in no time." I smile warmly, leaning against the tabletop as I watched him. He sighed, slowing down his movements to more human speeds now, letting the pan properly heat up. Once it was hot enough he started tossing in a few different ingredients, and I recognized the recipe of one of my favorite dishes open on the counter nearby. "Your making my special recipe aren't you?" I grinned, pleased that he was actually paying attention to what I liked.

"Indeed. I saw that this page, in particular, was rather worn down, suggesting that you prefer this recipe over others." He chuckled. "Though I have never had this particular dish. It sounds rather appetizing based on the simple ingredients." He grinned, though he seemed a bit sheepish at the admission.

"Really? I think you'll enjoy it then. I can't remember where I got the recipe from, I just know that it's been one of my favorites for as long as I can remember." I giggle softly, and I see him blush lightly.

"Well, if your cooking times are correct, then I am supposed to leave it alone for ten minutes to cook out all the excess water." He sat down across from me after placing the lid on the pan. I nodded, grinning a bit as I picked up the subtle scents of the vegetables and meat on his skin.

I chuckled a lighthearted sound. He was rather adorable now that I had gotten the chance to know him a bit better. We ate lunch and relaxed for a while, he absolutely loved my special dish, surprised by the unique flavor profile it had. We talked about idle things, favorite snacks, places we had been to, and other random things to pass the time. Though all good things come to an end eventually. The front door suddenly slammed open and black-clothed soldiers came rushing in, along with Mr. Black, their leader.

"Mr. Black, what brings you and your friends over this time?"

"You know very well why I am here Anne. We detected that your color had been removed and detonated, without your death being confirmed. We came to figure out how and why you removed it." He paused as he glared at Korosensei. "You. Why are you here?"

"I am here to protect one of my students. I am the one who removed the explosive device you had placed upon Anne. She is my student, therefore I am obligated to protect her at all costs. Including from the likes of you. I don't care if you are government hired officials, placing such a device on her was wrong." Korosensei's face was black, and a dark aura had filled the room. The soldiers froze in terror as they backed away from us. "Now unless you want to be hurt I suggest you leave this place now." The warning didn't go unheaded as even Mr. Black turned tail and ran from the place. I felt Korosensei's hand settle on my shoulder, making me blush lightly.

"I've...never had someone defend me before…"

"I'll do more than just defend you, Anne. I will stake my life on keeping you safe from those men. I will not let them touch you or hurt you ever again." I smiled a bit, nodding. It was getting late.

"I'm going to go take a shower and get ready for bed. Your room is opposite of mine, so make yourself comfortable." I blushed lightly, and Korosensei's face turned bright pink at the thought of me in the shower. "And don't get any ideas of peaking in on me in the shower you pervert!" I dash off to my room, locking the door behind me as he protested a bit.

"Are you questioning my honor and dignity?! How rude!" He protested, and I giggled.

'Adorable octopus. Gah, what am I, a high school girl crushing on her teacher?! I'm too old for this sort of thing! Well...then again...oh who am I kidding! I might as well just go along with it. Why do I feel so warm and giddy thinking about him…?' My thoughts drifted off as I took my shower, my body relaxing fully from the day's tensions under the warm spray of water. I was quick about it though, getting out of the shower and drying off, I put on a comfortable nightgown that was rather sexy, unlocking my bedroom door so I could tell Korosensei good night. I was surprised when I found him trying to remove the doorknob to my room from the wrong side. I giggled as he quickly stood upright, noting his pink colored face staring at my soft breasts. I wasn't wearing a bra.

"Good night Korosensei. You should try and get some sleep, I'll be a bit busy tomorrow with prep work and training so you won't have to worry too much about my whereabouts." I giggle softly as I turn around and walk over to my bed, laying down and cuddling up in the blankets. I saw him fight with himself mentally for a second before he closed my bedroom door, heading to his own room across the hall. I heard his door close, and I relaxed, closing my eyes and letting sleep take over my weary mind.