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"Don't you dare make a sound, alright?" Asano hissed between his teeth at the trembling third year. She nodded. Asano turned to the small form shaking in front of him. A sack adorned her head, and a grey chain around her neck had her hands attached to it. It was as if she was helplessly surrendering with no choice to do anything else. A meek pose which Asano embraced with happiness. It gave him happiness to see such suffering; and with a girl his age as well! Whilst she may be small, it was nice to know he was strong within his age bracket.

It hadn't been his plan to leave evidence of Kayano's disappearance. That was the one hitch in his plan. He doubted anyone at that class would know about the League of Assassins though – it was a government secret, confined to a few people departments away from Karasuma. No one would think anything of the few wasted pieces left in the woods. They'd never guess who or what had taken her.

Asano gripped the girl's wrist, ignoring her cry. Her skin turned white as Asano pulled her to the opposite wall of the room he was in.
"Keep quiet!" Asano spat. Kayano flinched.
"W-what do you want me for? I… I k-know your voice, G-Gakushuu-san! W-Why?" Kayano begged. Asano hissed slightly.
"You shall find out in due course." He replied coldly.
"I can tell people about what you are doing!" Kayano yelled, "I d-don't even have tentacles anymore! I can't help anything!"
"Now who's to say I knew about the tentacles?" Asano cackled. Kayano fell silent, a small whimper coming from her throat. Asano rolled his eyes. For an actress, she wasn't very good at pretending she had courage.

The door opened behind Asano. Grip tightening on the knife in his right hand, the young assassin turned, weapon at the ready. He then relaxed. It was just Yukimura.
"The target is all secured." Asano said in a steady voice, lowering his weapon and bowing. Yukimura smiled and nodded.
"I expected nothing less from my pupil, Asano-kun." Yukimura steadily replied. At the sound of her sister's voice, Kayano tensed, a gasp escaping her mouth. Surely she wasn't believing what she was hearing – Asano wasn't sure anybody would, including him, if their positions happened to be reversed.
"You can free the prisoner of her restraints once you secure her to the wall." Yukimura added. Emotionless, Asano responded with swift precision. He unlocked Kayano's right hand from the chain on her neck. Immediately she lunged for Asano, however being blind and handicapped, Asano easily kicked her to the wall. Snatching her bony right wrist, he fastened her to a clasp on the wall, before unclipping the fastener on her neck and ripping it and the sack off.

Kayano looked up with a gasp desperate for air, as if she was drowning yet was floating in a ghostly limbo just before death. Her hazel eyes, watering and desperate, darted around the room before settling on Yukimura. Her eyes widened impossibly more. Her cat ears, now shaken out fell over her shoulders, the tips becoming stained with the blood littering her body.
"Surprised, aren't you?" Asano chuckled. Kayano didn't reply – she just made a noise as if she was being strangled. Yukimura calmly swallowed, before walking over to Kayano.
"Imouto…" Aguri began.
"No, stop!" Kayano immediately shook her head, "Stop impersonating her! A – Aguri – Onee-san is dead!" Tears started freely rolling down her face, "She is! W-whoever you are – you're sick!"
"Imouto – Akari – please calm down…" Yukimura sighed. Kayano shook her head.
"This – this can't be happening!" She cried, "I saw her body!"
"Akari, that body was just a decoy…" Yukimura sighed. Kayano had stopped protesting now, and was looking at Yukimura, her lips shaking like a leaf battered in a furious wind. Asano backed away into the shadow of the room, lingering by the doorway. He narrowed his eyes, listening to the sister's exchange.
"Please, Akari, hear me out…" Yukimura – no, Aguri, now that two of the Yukimuras were in the room – pleaded, getting to her knees in front of Kayano – Akari. The green haired girl squirmed back, unwilling to come near the woman which she currently considered a ghost.
"I had to fake my death – it would make access to the target easier." Aguri explained in her cool, steady voice, "I have been part of an elite assassination group for several years now. My arranged marriage was all a part of it, to become closer to one of our targets – Yanagisawa."
"H-He…" Akari's voice was hoarse.
"Akari, I'm a part of something called the League of Assassins." Aguri explained, "In particular, the Element – something you'd call a part – called Element Four, stationed in Japan. I wouldn't have revealed that I was alive, nor that I worked for this, if I wasn't tasked with introducing you to our Element. We need you for our cause…" Aguri trailed off, a smile lighting up her face. Akari looked up at her, doubt still clouding her eyes.
"Then…. I still don't believe you!" Akari shook her head, ignoring the raw skin around her neck, "Tell me something only my sister would know!"
Aguri hesitated, "I know that you hated Yanagisawa, and I hated bringing him near my kid sister. I remember when we were making pancakes in the kitchen, and when he was watching, you purposely flipped yours into his face. He became mad, and ran out. We spent the rest of the day laughing, and we played in the backyard. You demanded that we played football, and that I was the goalkeeper, yet you never got one ball past me. Also, remember when you had that nightmare, not too long before my 'death'? You snuggled in my bed, saying that 'big breasts' were haunting you. I laughed, and you slept there for the rest of the night."

Silence settled like a suffocation sheet over the duo. After several seconds, Akari sobbed before throwing one arm around Aguris neck, pulling her over.
"O-Onee-san!" She wailed. Aguri smiled, and Asano didn't miss the tears in the corner of his mentor's eyes. Weakness. It made him flinch, purely out of habit. He had grown up told that showing weakness to anything was bad. Wasn't being so happy at seeing your sibling considered a bad weakness? In his eyes, it certainly was.
"But… why am I here then?" Akari pulled back from her sister using her free arm to wipe away the tears in her eyes.
"Our Element was tasked to kill your teacher, as well as an arsenal of other targets. You were one of them."
"Yukimura-sama…" Asano quietly cut her off.
"Not now, Asano-kun. She deserves to know." Yukimura looked back at him, and Asano looked to the side, going quiet.
"Imouto, we wanted to recruit you. The bounty would be shared between the whole Element, and we think that your kinetic vision and innocent look would do well."
"You… want me… to team with you?" Akari's voice squeaked slightly.
"Precisely." Aguri nodded. Akari hesitated.
"… Why would I?" She snapped weakly, clearly trying to sound braver than she felt.
"You're my sister, and honestly, I'd rather not see what happens to those who know about Element 4 but don't go along with our plans…" Aguri sighed. Akari paused, looking around.
"… Tell me more…" Akari sighed, "I don't want to leave you again… And our task is to kill Koro-sensei anyway, right?"
"Right." Aguri nodded, her face breaking into a smile. With a snap, she unlocked the metal band around her wrist, and the chain clattered to the floor. Akari got to her feet, holding her wrist, rubbed raw from the chain.
"I'll see you later, Imouto." Aguri bowed, "Stay with Asano-kun for now." She walked out, sweeping past Asano, who backed off with a startled gasp. Akari looked up at Asano, her eyes shining with fear.
"A-Asano-kun…" She looked down, "I didn't know you were a part of this…"
"Of course." Asano nodded, "I've been tasked with this from the beginning."
"The beginning being…"
"Of my life."
"Your life?" Akari gasped. Asano nodded, before realising he had said too much. He sighed.
"Let's go and get you cleaned up, before the other operative gets here."
"Other operative?" Akari walked quietly over to him. It was easy to see the doubt and lack of trust in her face.
"Oh, I think you know her all too well." Asano smirked slyly, and Akari tilted her head in confusion. Burrowing his hand into the pockets of his trousers, the violet-eyed boy grasped an old yet treasured photo before carelessly flicking it to Akari. She caught it in both of her small hands.
"Now let's go, shall we?" Asano turned and soundlessly head out. He could tell from the light tapping behind him that Akari was following him. He risked a look over his shoulder at her. Akari eyes were wide, and her breathing seemed to be speeding up. He wasn't surprised in the slightest.

After all, Akari was looking at a picture of her best bluenette friend with Asano, holding guns and posing. In addition to that, the uniforms the 11 year-olds-at-the-time were wearing were bloodstained. For Akari, this would be nothing short of a betrayal.

That was something the youthful girl was going to have to get used to.

"DIE DIE DIE!" Kayano screamed. It was a cold, ghostly night, but the battlefield was alive with fire and blood. Smoke blew through the air, choking the watching students. Nagisa and Karma clung to each other, their hands locked in a tough hold. It was all they could do to watch the chaos unfolding in front of them. Kayano's eyes were coal black and burned with the same fire that adorned her murderous tentacles.

The smoke was making Nagisa's eyes water. She raised her free arm to rub them just for a few seconds to get rid of the watery sheen.
"DO YOU HEAR ME?" Kayano shrieked again, "YOU'RE GOING TO DIE!"
"Yeah, but if he does, he won't be the only one…" Nagisa only just heard Maehara say that. She had to admit, it was true. There was no way, if what Itona said had indeed been correct, that the littlest girl in the class would survive this assault.
"We have to do something, guys!" Sugino cried, desperation in his voice, "We can't stand here whilst her life's being eaten away like this!" Nagisa looked up at Karma at those words, and saw his head bowed, deep in thought.
"CHILDREN!" Koro-sensei's gasp jerked Karma out of his thoughts as the couple stepped back, along with the rest of the class. Nagisa's hand fell from Karma's.
"Koro-sensei?" Nagisa exclaimed. Despite all her training, she had no idea to expect this, or anything that was happening at this point in time.
"You're just a face now?" Sugaya inquired.
"Sorry, partial clone." Koro-sensei addressed Sugaya before getting on with his speech, "I'm afraid Kayano-san's attacks aren't leaving me a lot of wiggle room! Believe me, it's all I can do to protect an afterimage of this!"
"It's kinda cool, actually…"
"Her tentacles must be removed ASAP!" Koro-sensei continued ignoring Sugaya's comment, "They're putting on this at a tremendous cost to her body! She's so bent on killing me she's lost all reason. If you don't act quickly, they'll sap her life force and kill the poor girl! The trouble is, so long as her bloodlust holds, that of her tentacles will be rooted into her nervous system, impossible to extract. Talking her out isn't an option as it was with Itona-kun. We simply don't have the time!"
"So what do we do?" Hayami spoke up, her eyes set in a mask of determination.
"The only thing we can; I'll have to pull them out as we fight!" Nagisa widened her eye's at Koro-sensei's reply.
"I'll have to let her hit my most vulnerable spot – the area beneath my tie – my heart. Should she completely destroy it, death is certain. But, if she feels as though she's done me in, her tentacles will be satisfied… for a moment. One of you must exploit that tiny window of opportunity to make Kayano-san forget her bloodlust!"
"Forget it, how?" Nagisa wasn't even sure who asked Koro-sensei that question.
"By any means necessary." He replied. Nagisa saw Karma narrow his eyes.
"Whatever it takes to get her mind off of assassination!" The octopus exclaimed, "Alas, that's the only thing I can't do! If her intended target was to try anything funny, the bloodlust would only intensify. Destroy it, however, and the tentacles bond will momentarily break. The grip on Kayano-san's nervous system would be just enough to make extraction possible without major damage."
"Yeah, but she – the tentacles would be in your heart the entire time, right? Wouldn't you die before we can get them off of her?" Kimura asked.
"I might be able to postpone the moment of death long enough to regenerate. But optimistically, the odds are 50-50 –"
"Then NO!" Kataoka cut him off.
"Don't despair," Koro-sensei continued regardless, "The prospect of E-Class not being able to graduate is far worse than the prospect of my demise." Kayano lunged, and the facial copy of Koro-sensei disappeared.

"Really? He wants them to jump into the fray?" Bitch-sensei said, disbelievingly, "These kids aren't magicians! What does he expect them to do against that?"
"Mimura… give us some air guitar." Yoshida muttered, his voice hoarse.
"What?" The ginger male questioned.
"C'mon man, show her your mad skills…" Yoshida looked away as Mimura yelled at him.

Nagisa couldn't think of anything. The clap-stunner she had picked up here wouldn't work, and all of her assassination techniques Lovro and Yukimura had taught her were for use on humans. They wouldn't even phase Kayano! Looking to her right, she took a look at Karma. His eyes were still deep in thought, trailed upon Kayano. Another check, and Nagisa noted his hands were clenched into fists. Her mental frequency was far too gone for any calming technique to work, either… Weapons, bare-fist, mental tricks… at best she would be ignored by Kayano.

"Nagisa…" Nagisa turned to look at Karma.
"Don't hate me for this…" Karma's voice was quiet but his eyes were now hard.
"Hate you for what, Karma?" She questioned. The bluenette never got her answer as Kayano plunged her tentacles straight into Koro-sensei's heart. Nagisa widened her eyes. Was Kayano about to accomplish what she and the rest of Element 4 had been trying so hard to do? She was aware of Koro-sensei saying something, but she didn't compute what. Mainly because Karma had left his girlfriend's side and was starting to walk towards the scene.
"Karma!" Nagisa exclaimed. Kayano looked up at the tall redhead, before continuing her struggle.
"Karma-kun…" Sugino muttered quietly.
"What are you doing?" Nagisa spoke to herself. She had no idea what Karma was planning. Kayano stared at Karma with her killer gaze, before in one smooth move, Karma stepped forward…

…and locked lips with Kayano.

The whole class gasped. Nagisa did a double take. Karma… her boyfriend… kissing Kayano? Sugino must've seen the look on her face as he ran forward hooking his arms around Nagisa's. She squirmed, but honestly, watching Karma do that had taken all the fight out of her. Nakamura grabbed a hold on Nagisa's other arm, yet still used her free hand to record the kiss in front of her eyes.

Nagisa looked away; she didn't want to see what was being played out in front of her. Maybe Karma was saving Kayano, yes. However, in doing so, he was creating a crack in his and Nagisa's relationship that would never heal, and always leave an insecure gap, no matter what.

Nagisa awoke quickly, sitting up almost immediately. Her heart calmed as she realised she was still in her classroom, at her desk, with the sun starting to set, streaming through the windows. Thank goodness; it was just a dream. Although... it did happen though. More like a flashback; and a horrid one at that. She was still dressed in her combat gear from the civil war. She had arrived back with Karma, Okano, Maehara, Nakamura, Terasaka, Muramatsu and Yoshida a little while ago, whilst the rest of the class, now changed, went with Karasuma to search for Kayano. Bitch-sensei had demanded that she went with them, although her motives were unknown. Instead of changing like the rest had, Nagisa had gone straight to her desk and dropped off after just a few seconds. The blue haired girl looked around. Karma was standing by the window, just behind Nagisa's chair. She noticed he was still in his relatively unscathed combat gear. Turning, she saw the three stooges in a corner of the room, as well as Okano, Maehara and Nakamura by the board, all talking quietly. All of them were changed.

"You think they won't find her?" Karma said suddenly. Nagisa widened her eyes. To her knowledge the redhead hadn't even turned around to notice that she was awake.
"… What do you mean?"
"Find Kayano-san." Karma replied, still not looking at Nagisa, "I mean, it's like she disappeared into nowhere. Not a sign."
"Yeah, it's not like Kayano-chan to leave like that." The bluenette shook her head.
"Oh, I don't think she left." Karma quietly said. Nagisa raised an eyebrow.
"What do you mean?"
"Kayano-san would never take off; she's been closer to the class ever since what happened before winter break." Nagisa tensed instinctively at Karma's words.
"I suppose that's true." Nagisa replied, trying to keep her voice level.
"They'll find her, you watch." Nakamura had turned towards them, watching the duo. Maehara and Okano also watched, although silently, lingering behind Nakamura.
"Yeah!" Okano chimed in, "She couldn't have gone far. They'll find her for defin – "

"IT'S A DISASTER!" Bitch-sensei ran in. Maehara immediately looked away from her jiggling bust, and Okano slapped him on the shoulder.
"EY!" Maehara turned on her.
"What's up, teach?" Karma walked over to his desk, on Kayano's right – yet another thing to add to Nagisa's insecurity, whilst she was stuck at the back between Itona on her left and Terasaka on her right. Not the best duo for definite. She was used to it though.
"KAYANO-SAN HAS BEEN KIDNAPPED AND NO ONE WILL BELIEVE ME AND I CAN'T GET KARASUMA TO LISTEN TO ME!" Irina fell to her knees, and the whole class collectively sweatdropped.
"Kidnapped? What kind of BS is that?" Terasaka responded, "A kid doesn't just get kidnapped like that!"
"She was!" Bitch-sensei looked up at them as Nagisa got up, heading over, and continued with, "Won't one of you believe me?"
"Well we find it difficult when you bring nothing to prove it." Hazama pointed out.
"B-but I do!" Bitch-sensei dug her hand into her pocket bringing out three items.

Nagisa froze as soon as she saw the slip of fabric. That's when she knew what had happened. She had questioned it before but pushed it aside in her bid for it to be false. However, deep down inside her, she knew Kayano's disappearance was down to Element Four. Thank goodness she wasn't a target to kill. Of course, Karma was a different story; Nagisa had still resigned herself to protect him no matter what the cost is.
"Bitch-sensei, just wait until the others get back." Muramatsu's cool voice cut across the large breasted woman, "Everyone knows Karasuma-sensei will do a better job at sorting this out than you."
"But he didn't believe me!" Irina wailed, and Okano rolled her eyes.
"Alright, we get it!" She snapped and Irina looked at the lithe gymnast.
"But –"
"No!" Okano sighed, walking out. Maehara followed, and Nakamura looked at the other two before joining them. The rebels turned back to talk amongst themselves.
"Nagisa, I think I'm gonna help them look." Karma finally turned to look at the tiny bluenette.
"Why?" Nagisa asked.
"You're seriously asking me why? Dude, that's harsh."
"No, I know that. We were told to stay here though." Nagisa pointed out.
"Since when have I listened to authority?" Karma mused before walking out, without so much as a goodbye. So friendly. Although, Nagisa had to admit, Karma had a point. Kayano was missing. The only problem is, only Nagisa really knew where she was and who had taken her. If it came down to it, only the bluenette could bring Kaede back. However… she couldn't do that. It was like the civil war all over again; her career or her feelings. If she had the choice, she would have easily chosen to save Kayano. The choice wasn't that clear nor easy though.

With a sigh, Nagisa got to her feet, leaning on her table. After looking at the tainted wood, she looked up. Lines decorated the shadows under her eyes, and they darted to the floor before looking back up. Crossing her arms behind her back, she quietly walked out, her feet making a satisfying tap on the floor?
"…Bitch-sensei?" Nagisa paused by her language teachers side, and the blonde woman looked up.
"I believe you." Nagisa smiled slightly, closing her eyes. Irina gasped slightly, but before she could ask her student anything, Nagisa had swept past her and out of the classroom with swift finesse.
"Nagisa-san, wait!" Bitch got to her feet and called out, hoping deeply for an answer. There was none. Unwilling to be distracted, Nagisa's eyes were slits as she stepped out into the cooling air, breaking away from the school. Maybe Bitch-sensei would think she was going out to find Kayano. That would be the normal assumption, wouldn't it? Instead, Nagisa snatched her bag from the side of the room and pulled her phone from it. Putting the strap on her shoulder, she lofted her bag and walked out, scrolling to a code name on her list. Nagisa was glad her phone was fully secured from any bugs.

"… Hello?" A voice came through a moment later.
"Gaku-kun, do you have her?"
"Ah, Nagi-chan. You didn't seem to be making a move to take her any time soon so…" It sounded as if Asano was on the move somewhere.
"She isn't too badly hurt is she?" Nagisa eagerly inquired.
"No, she's alright. She accepted Yukimura-sama as planned." Nagisa shivered, imagining Gakushuu's smile at the time of speaking.
"So that's it then?"
"Once we've introduced her to the rest of the plans, she can help us fulfil them," Asano monotonously replied, "Then perhaps her role in Element Four can develop, until she truly becomes one of the team."
"I see. Does she know about me yet?"
"Well, I did show her a picture. She was shocked, to say the least."
"Not surprised." Nagisa sighed.
"You alright?"
"Yeah, don't worry."
"You sound… torn."
"…. Gaku-kun, why must you be so observant?"
"I suppose that's just the skill I picked up." Asano laughed lightly, although it was gruff and seemingly forced, "Such as the way you can tell mental frequencies."
"Yeah, I guess. I don't tend to use it much though."
"Not too proud of it?"
"Nope." Nagisa started heading along the edge of the woods. She knew Kayano would be with the bluenette's superiors, in their base hidden deep within the woods. Of course, Nagisa would have to follow traditional protocol to get there. Just in case.

"It's a unique skill. You should be proud of it; you'll find that it'll save your life one day. Didn't you mention it helps with your clap stunner?"
"I guess so."
"Well then there you are." Gakushuu cleared his throat as if the issue was satisfied, "Once you're here, we'll run over the targets once again before creating a good false story for where Akari-san disappeared to." A first name basis?
"Alright, I see where you're coming from, and how Kay – Akari-san can help us in the assassination of Yanagisawa-san and Koro-sensei. However, how – how is Akari-san going to help in any way with Karma? You know she's also close to him, and I told you what happened between them not long before Christmas."
"Ah, yes." Asano seemed to stop walking, as his breaths became slower and more composed, "You weren't a fan of that happening, were you?"
"Please don't remind me." Nagisa sighed, "I'd rather forget that moment."
"Don't all three of you?"
"I'm not so sure…" Nagisa winces at the sound of her own pathetic voice. Why did she ever think her relationship was stable again?
"Do you think Karma-kun feels something for Akari-san then?"
"No, it's not like that…" Nagisa hesitated before nervously continuing, picking her way through her words as if they were a river, "I think it's just made me doubt what I used to take for granted."
"That makes sense in my eyes." Asano agreed.
"Urgh, why do you always get it so easy?" Nagisa asked exhausted, leaning against a tree.
"Why, whatever do you mean?"
"I mean, your family always have the best marks and better abilities. It's as if you always get life easier than your female counterparts – your dad to my mum, and then you to me."
"We just have our abilities in different areas, Nagi-chan." Asano calmly explained.
"I suppose… I'm going to have to hang up now." Nagisa carried on after a pause.
"You're almost at the drop-off point, I assume?"
"Yeah, I am." Nagisa got up again continuing her path to the Element Four hideout.
"I'll see you soon then." Asano hung up briskly without even a goodbye. Nagisa couldn't help but smiling before stopping, sliding her phone away into her bag. Checking behind her, the girl sighed as she snapped the hair ties keeping her twin tails in. Letting her teal locks fall freely around her shoulders, the young assassin readied herself before continuing up into the woods.

Element Four.

It had been a while since Irina had heard that name.

She purposely turned her back on the organisation when they abandoned her. They had been through with her and used her for her purpose. They had acted like she was a towel; used her and followed by simply hanging her out to dry.

She hadn't wanted to get involved with them again.

However, one of her students, no matter how little they meant to her, was now involved with the League of Assassins. Apart from Koro-sensei, she couldn't see a reason as to why it would be Kayano though. She didn't have her special abilities anymore. She also had to face the fact that if they targeted Kayano, it was likely that there was someone on the inside informing the entire Element of the activities going on. Since Irina was sure that she wasn't affiliated with the Element any longer, she had a frightening thought that perhaps it was one of the students. After all, she hadn't been able to shake Nagisa's and Karma's bloodlust and lack of emotion to today's events from her mind. The very thought of it made the hairs on the back of her neck stand up.

No matter what, there was no way Irina could just let this catastrophic turn of events play out with no senior interference. Kayano might need her, and as an educator, it was her duty to make sure the actress was safe.

Woah, when did I become so responsible?

Regardless of her meandering thoughts, the woman knew that duty called.

She would have to abandon her current post to take up what could only be described as a quest.

It was time to see Lovro again.