His Angel Assassin

by LadyHitachiin

First impressions were important, but not always what they seemed. Karma had learned that when the sweet girl that sat in front of him in class turned out to be just as dangerous as him. Becoming her friend would be the best way to control that beast inside of her. Never did he imagine when he first acknowledged her that his plan would backfire drastically on him through the years.

2. A Fight Without Reason

Disclaimer: I do not own Naruto or Assassination Classroom nor do I make any money from my writings.

A/N: Thanks so much for the reviews you guys. I appreciate them. So please enjoy this next chapter.

Warnings: Language and voilence

Chapter Two: A Fight Without Reason

The previous week had been a complete disaster for Sakura. On her way home from beating up those jerks in the class, she had run into even more jerks. The pinkette wasn't one to stand back while someone gave her a hard time so of course, she had retaliated. She couldn't recall what the reason was or how it had started, but it had finished with them eating pavement. The only good thing that happened that day was her long nap on the couch once she had returned home.

Going to the principal the next day, she had explained what had happened in the classroom and why she wasn't present at his office when she was told to be. It had been a simple explanation; they had bullied her friend so she kicked their asses. He had understood her reasoning, although he didn't agree with it. Apparently she was lucky that she was one of the top students in the entire school or she would have been expelled for the school year. She hadn't caused that much damage, though. The most serious one was when she had knocked that one guy's teeth out. Hopefully for him, those were still baby teeth, but she doubted it.

It had been one incident after another after she left the chairman's office, getting off with a week's suspension. She would have been grateful about it, if more time hadn't been added on when she punched out some smug ass in the hall right outside of his door. This one wasn't her fault though. The bastard had acted all high and might while wrapping his arm around her, hitting on her. He was accompanied by four others, but she hadn't paid them any mind. Her attention had been solely on the obnoxious hand that was grappling her shoulder and the body that pressed into her side.

What was it with the boys in this damn school? Before she knew it, she had slammed her fist into his jaw before he connected with the floor. She had felt the shock from the other males and she knew at least one of them would have said something if the chairman hadn't stepped out onto the scene. He hadn't liked what he had seen at all and with added time to her suspension and a warning that she would be dropped down to E-class if she continued her behavior, he sent her off.

Sakura had stormed off afterward without even looking back at any of them, but she had felt their eyes locked on the back of her form while she walked off.

It was now onto the second week that Sakura was walking down an abandoned street. The air was warm in it's July weather, even if it was a Saturday morning. Bringing up her hand, she rubbed the sleep out of one of her eyes while letting out a soft yawn. She had stayed up most of the night playing video games with Naruto and Hinata. One wouldn't expect it, but the Hyuuga was actually better at it than both of them. Only hours before that had Sakura been training with Ino and Sasuke. They all made a point to keep their taijutsu skills in check, training almost every day when they weren't busy or tired.

The training session she had with the Uchiha had been brutal and though she was just as physically strong as him, stronger almost, she still had a hard time fighting with him. Unlike the straightforward taijutsu she had learned from Tsunade, his moves could be completely unorthodox, reminding her very much of Lee. It was difficult fighting him, but that didn't mean she lost. Without that damn Kekkai Genkai of his, he had been brought down to the levels of a normal human, showing just how much of equals they actually were. Unless she was angry. . .

Her anger only fueled her strength even more and at most times, Sasuke didn't even bother trying to console her. Not that he would even if he could.

Still, it had exhausted her, so naturally the next morning had been decided as a lazy one. Without her care for Sasuke's opinion, she didn't much care for the clothes she wore or if she would appear unladylike. She didn't have anywhere important to be either.

A pair of beige, khaki pants that hung low on her hips, exposing her hipbones, covered her legs all the way down to her ankles. A pair of sandals adorned her feet and a black, sleeveless tank-top that was riding up enough to expose the skin below her navel, covered her chest. She also wore a gray, sleeveless jacket over her shoulders, although she didn't really need it. Her hair had only been combed over once, enough to get all the knots out, but not to style it in any manner. So her bangs were spread out over her face while her hair fell haphazardly down her back and over her shoulder.

Another yawn left her mouth and the corners of her eyes watered. Her hands were shoved into the pockets of her jacket as she looked in front of her. Blinking lazily, she was sure that spending the past year with her friends must have caused her to lose her touch with her shinobi life. Granted that Hinata didn't remember anything, she tended to stay out of their way while they were training. They didn't go on any missions so when they weren't working out, they didn't really do anything productive.

They had gotten lazy. . . Sakura was sure of it, so she wasn't surprised to find that she was still tired after only five hours of sleep. She used to be able to go on for over a week with continuous movements without sleeping. Now look what she was reduced to. A yawning slob walking down the street and because it was a bright ass morning and she barely got any sleep, she was cranky.

It seemed that this time of year wasn't good for her at all or maybe she was just pmsing like Naruto had said. . . Oh well. As long as nobody messed with her, she would be fine.

Sakura continued her trek down the abandoned street, heading back toward the house she shared with her other four loved ones. She had just gone to the store to pick up a few small things. The roll of bandages, gauze, and ointment fit just fine into the pockets of her pants. At least she didn't have to carry around a bag with her. She usually went to that store, the cashiers already knowing who she was by name. It was very often that one of them ended up injured in that house and as she had been the best medic in their world, it was her responsibility to see to that each wound was taken care of. It saved a lot on hospital bills at least.

The pinkette had chosen this alley since it was away from the main roads and those damn vehicles. Oh, how she hated those things. She didn't want to be anywhere near one unless necessary. Which would never happen.

She had also went this way since it was usually abandoned, but it seemed she didn't have that luck today as the sounds of fighting entered her ears. She should have expected it though, it was an abandoned alley after all. It made the perfect place to get into fights in. Hopefully she could get passed without getting into any trouble.

Sakura's eyes glanced down to the ground and she side-stepped a large puddle that was in her path. With it having rained a few hours prior, the heat still wasn't hot enough for it to have dried all the water yet. Her gaze returned upward and she continued on her path, noticing that another alley connected to the one she was headed down. It was to the side and she could hear punches landing and grunts coming from it.

Ignoring it, she took another step closer and she noticed another large puddle directly in front of the entrance to the other alley. Reaching it only after a few moments, she walked to the side of the puddle and was sure that she was about to make it through okay, until it happened.

The body had been knocked out of the alley and into the one she was in. His large body had landed directly on top of the puddle, splashing up water that no doubt had grime and dirt in it. Sakura had immediately stopped when the liquid splashed up onto her body and it was enough that it covered her from head to toe. Her eyes were clenched shut and her mouth was set in a grimacing frown. The water made her bangs stick to her face and she blew out a sharp breath, causing her bangs to flap into the air in front of her before smacking back down onto her face.

Footsteps could be heard walking toward her before stopping near the assaulted duo. "Sorry about that." a male said, his voice smooth and lazy.

Sakura turned her gaze over toward him and they were narrowed in anger and irritation. If it had been any other day, she would have brushed it off, but she had been building up too much tension lately. Walking over to the male, his golden eyes blinked at her curiously before hardening in caution. She closed the gap between them in a single moment and her fist shot forward before she was able to stop it.

The male stumbled back from the impact to his cheek, but wasn't knocked over like she had planned. He straightened, now a few yards away from her and he narrowed his eyes at her dangerously. Turning his head, he spat out a patch of blood to the side, the same dark crimson that matched his hair color. It landed on the ground and barely made a noise from the contact. His sharp eyes were already back on her.

"What the hell is your problem?" Karma bit out, anger bubbling deep inside of him as he eyed the female. He had a fair amount of tolerance for pain. He just wasn't used to such a fast and straightforward jab like that. He wasn't used to being hit at all actually. He was usually the one doing the hitting and it irritated him that she had done so.

"I should ask you the same thing!" Sakura retorted snappishly. "Watch where you're throwing people."

"I said I was sorry!"

The pinkette gritted her teeth, a week's worth of anger and annoyance bubbling up to the surface easily from her encounter with the redhead. "Like that's gonna do any good now! I have water dripping down into places where it shouldn't be without my permission."

If he hadn't been angry, he would have snickered at her blunt and unabashed comment, but he was angry. "That's not my problem! You should have watched where you were going."

"What?" Sakura gritted out and she began to move toward the redhead, her stride turning into that of a lion on the hunt once again. She moved gracefully and fluidly toward him, her head tilted slightly back and to the side as her eyes grazed over his features. The man on the ground was already forgotten by the duo.

As gold eyes watched her movements, Karma couldn't help but admire the motions, although he wouldn't tell her such a thing. If he wasn't careful, he was sure that he would be mesmerized by her strut toward him. She stopped briefly in front of him and his eyes kept glancing over her form, his body tense in preparation for a fight. He knew that this girl was trouble. She may have acted like an angel while in school for the first three months, but as soon as she had the tiniest of sparks, she went off.

Sakura's fists were at her sides, clenching and unclenching as if making an important decision. She was debating if she wanted to get into a fight with the jerk in front of her. Given that he had knocked some guy a good, few yards away from, he had to have some power behind his punches. It would be a good opportunity to blow off some steam and with her being exhausted and sore from the harsh training the previous day, she wouldn't have to worry about hurting him too bad. The pinkette would still have to keep up her guard, however, no matter who he was. She wasn't foolish or naïve enough to believe that he couldn't hurt her and there was always the possibility of being killed.

Jade looked over gold eyes, that closely resembled mercury, that weren't even two feet away from her. She could see just about everything she needed to at the moment. His will was strong, just like her's. Calculating, observant, and mischievous. This boy in front of her was dangerous, but somehow he put her at ease. She wasn't sure what it was yet, but something told her that he wasn't as dangerous as he seemed at first glance.

Karma continued to look over the girl in front of him and he felt a cold shiver run down his spine at the intense look she was giving him. She was analyzing him a little too closely for his comfort. It didn't help that he almost couldn't bring himself to look her in the eyes. They were a bright green with specks of silver near the outer lines of the irises, the sun reflecting off of them beautifully. Different shades of green aligned her eyes and the closer they got to the pupil, the darker they became.

Long eyelashes swayed gracefully as she blinked up at him and he had no doubt in his mind that she had the most gorgeous pair of eyes he had seen in his entire life, but now wasn't the time for that. Karma stood about a full head taller than her and his own body was wider than hers, but she wasn't intimidated by him at all. Then again, why would she be? She had knocked out the behemoth student of their school only a week ago with no problem at all and Karma wasn't nearly as huge as that guy in size.

Arching an eyebrow, he asked in annoyance, "You gonna do something or what?"

Sakura let a soft smirk raise the corner of her mouth. That was all the invitation she needed and not a second later, her arm was flying out to the side. A soft cracking noise was made as her fist connected with his cheek once again.

Karma didn't even have time to dodge; it was so fast. It wasn't as strong as her first punch, but it still stung and forced his head to the side. Turning his golden gaze back to her, a sinister smile formed on his mouth and he didn't hesitate in throwing his own punch toward her. It didn't matter to him if she was a girl or not. She was a fighter and she was asking for it. He wasn't going to discriminate, especially if she could hold her own in battle.

The pinkette saw the hit coming, but all she could bring herself to do was turn her head slightly. The contact still hit, but some of the force didn't make it to her cheek from her movement. Her eye had closed upon the touch and though he had partially missed, what did make contact had still stung.

The male didn't waste any time and with adrenaline coursing through his veins, he pushed forward and gripped her shoulder. Bringing up his knee, he hit her stomach, causing her to lean over and grit her teeth. He continuously kneed her in her stomach before sending another punch to her cheek. The impact caused Sakura to skid back from the male and while leaning forward, her bangs covered most of her face from his view.

The former kunoichi let a dark smile creep onto her mouth as she felt blood roll over her bottom lip and slowly down toward her chin. His punches were nothing to scoff at, but they were still weak compared to what she was used to. Straightening, she narrowed her eyes on the male while smiling and without any hesitation or shame, she darted out her tongue. It slid over her bottom lip and downward to the side of her mouth, capturing the metallic tasting liquid on the muscle before it was pulled back into her parted mouth.

Karma felt an electrifying jolt spread throughout his body in a way that wasn't entirely unpleasant and it made his breath hitch. The way she was looking at him was entirely predatory and his eyes were wide enough to show how surprised he was. A chuckle vibrated through her throat and it caused his body to react to it once again. His sharp instincts told him that he was being hunted at that moment, that if he took one wrong step, he was screwed. It was a completely different look from when he saw her fought their classmates. Back then, she had just been pissed, set on kicking some ass because she felt that she had to, but now. . . She looked like she was fighting him just for the hell of it and that she was determined to win. The girl looked like she wanted to devour him!

Narrowing his eyes at her, he smirked nervously, sweat rolling down the side of his cheek. He wasn't one to run away from a challenge, even if this girl made his body tremble with just one damn look. Before he could allow himself to think of anything else, he ran forward.

Sakura had watched the entire time. She had seen the nervousness and slight fear pass through his eyes and she had been aware of the expression she was giving him. She hadn't meant for it to be so intimidating, but she wasn't able to hide her excitement at the thought of fighting him. Ever since her battle with Sasori of the Akatsuki, she found that she practically thrived off of a good fight. She had enjoyed it then and she was sure that she would enjoy it now. She had noticed when she first got a good look at the male in front of her, he reminded her of Sasori, except the boy in front of her now was slightly cuter.

The pinkette didn't even try to dodge the punch that was headed her way and she stumbled slightly when it connected with her cheek. Turning her burning gaze back to him, she shot her fist toward him and landed her strike on his jaw. The redhead let out a low grunt before turning to her again, but only to let out a cough and kneel over when a hard fist landed in his abdomen.

Sakura stepped back enough before sliding out of her sandels, lifting her leg up, and spinning around. The heel of her foot connected with the shoulder of the male and it sent him falling down to the side. He landed on his shins with his hand down on the ground to stop him from falling completely. He was in the process of getting, but didn't make it far when another foot collided with his collarbone. The force sent him falling backward on the ground and the impact his head had when hitting the pavement caused him to hiss and grit his teeth. Luckily, it wasn't that far of a drop and all it did was sting and daze him a little.

Surprisingly, her hits hadn't been that hard. They were strong enough to throw him off balance and cause him mild pain, but that was it. A hand reached out and gripped the front of his white, button-up shirt. Scowling up at her, he let her pull him up slightly before he slammed his hand against her chest. She was pushed back and he took the opportunity to change their positions. He continued to shove her down until her own back landed on the ground, not distracted that her shirt had risen up to expose the smooth skin of her stomach.

Moving on top of her quickly, he kneeled above her waist and though she brought up her arms in front of her face, he threw blow after blow toward her. The punches landed on her arms with enough force behind them that they were surely going to be bruised within the hour.

The pinkette's arms were starting to get sore and the male was sure that she would move them soon. However, he wasn't exactly expecting a jab to his back with her knee. The bigger body was shoved off from above the smaller one and he nearly collided with the wall in front of him. Not a moment later, Sakura was up on her feet and before the redhead could turn around, his feet were being knocked out from underneath him, and he was shoved against the wall.

A grunt left Karma and he swiftly turned and connected his elbow with the side of the female's jaw. Sakura stumbled to the side and the redhead moved in quickly with another hit to her stomach. Gritting her teeth, she narrowed her eyes on the second punch being thrown her way. Knocking it away from her, she launched her own fist toward him and hit his face, knocking him back down to the ground.

The redhead had clenched his eyes shut when he landed on the ground and he opened them to see the girl throw herself onto him. She straddled his waist and both ignored how comfortable the contact was. She was neither too small nor too big and her weight wasn't even close to being too much for him to handle. Her frame complimented his body perfectly.

He could have easily thrown her off if he had the chance to. Unfortunately for him, he was distracted when she started punching his face. After a few hits, he gritted his teeth and lifted up his hands before catching her wrists. He gripped them tightly and the struggle for dominance began as she pushed back against him. Both of them had their eyes narrowed at each other and their teeth gritted. Each of them were unrelenting and continued for many moments that seemed to drag on longer than necessary.

How the hell could she be this powerful? He was about to bust a vein just trying to keep her off of him. Where had this power been when she was hitting him? Then again, maybe he was giving her too little credit. The small number of times he had gotten punched during a fight, he was barely affected by it and yet she had knocked him all over the damn place. What was with this girl?

Sakura glanced behind her quickly when she felt movement and found him bringing up his knee in a sharp movement like she had done shortly before. Before his knee had time to connect with her back, she stopped struggling against him and wrapped her own palms around his wrist. Holding on tightly to him, she leaned back and pulled him with her.

The sudden angle that his foot was at with the added weight that was pressed down on it when he fell on top of her caused it to twist awkwardly. Karma instantly grimaced and hissed, too distracted by the pain to stop her from rolling them over so that she was on top of him once again. Before she could hit him, however, he glanced over and saw a bottle laying near him. His eyes widened slightly, surprised by his sudden luck and he reached over to grab the booze bottle that looked like it might have been empty.

Sakura watched as he did so and cringed with her eyes closed when he brought it toward her head. The sound of glass shattering rang throughout the alleyway and echoed slightly above them. Karma had closed his own eyes and covered them with his arm for insurance as the pieces of glass flew everywhere.

Lowering his arm, they both made eye contact at the same time and blood was rolling down the side of her face under where he had struck her. Pieces of glass littered her hair and was no doubt in his own hair, but neither of them cared. Gritting his teeth, he thrust the remnants of the broken bottle in his hand toward her.

The pinkette moved her head to the side to avoid major damage, but had still suffered from a sharp edge slicing through the skin of her cheek. Before he could pull the bottle back, she knocked it out of his hand and it landed to the side in a clatter.

Bringing up his leg in between her's, he kicked her in her stomach with his uninjured foot and sent her flying back. Sakura landed on her backside with her eyes closed and a grunt leaving her mouth. Her legs were spread open with her knees in the air and if she had been wearing a skirt, she would have shown the male in front of her a great amount of skin.

Pushing himself up, gold eyes watched as the pink haired girl did the same thing. Ignoring the pain in his ankle, he rushed forward and blows were continued to be exchanged between the duo. They weren't even trying to avoid each other's hits anymore, that they were doing much of that in the first place. Punches landed on their faces and stomachs and during their exchange, they had moved even further into the alley and junk was scattered across the walls. Unbeknownst to the two of them, they were nearing the end where a staircase led down to a lower level.

Sakura had noticed it first and tried to redirect the fight to a different direction, but she had been tackled down to the ground. She didn't have a choice but to kick the male off of her and he stumbled backward. Karma took several steps back and his golden eyes glanced back at the staircase right behind him as his twisted ankle shot pain throughout his body. It caused him to lose his balance and his body started to fall backward. He couldn't right himself and he kept his eyes behind him down toward where his body was falling. He was either going to stumble down the stairs or crash into the wooden table at the bottom of the staircase. Who the hell stuck a table down at the bottom of stairs like that?

The pinkette sat up and her eyes widened as she caught sight of the male falling backward. Without even thinking about it, she pushed her body forward and reached out toward the male. She barely managed to grab his hand before he fell completely and he looked up at her in shock, meeting her concerned and worried expression. Unfortunately, the one foot that he had on the ground slid and sent him falling back once again.

Sakura grit her teeth as she was pulled down with him, but before her feet had been completely pulled out from underneath her, she kicked off of the ground to throw herself into the air. Landing down on the ground or table below was better than rolling down a flight of stairs, at least in her opinion. With her body above his, she pulled on his hand to bring her closer to her.

In what was less than a second, Karma found himself colliding with a soft body that radiated a heat so warm that it made his cheeks flush. An arm wrapped firmly around his torso and his head was pressed up against a soft chest. He then felt their bodies being spun around and before he had time to question what was going on, he felt the impact happen.

The only thing was; it didn't hit him. The sound of cracking and wood snapping reached his ears before they landed on the ground. His arms were by his sides, his eyes were clenched shut, and the broken chunks of wood landed on his face and body. The next moment, he was putting his hands down on the ground below him and pushing himself up.

What his eyes landed on next had them widening in shock and confusion. The girl he had been fighting just a few seconds ago was now below him. Her head was turned to the side and her eyes were closed, her expression soft and her mouth slightly open. It looked as though she had been knocked unconscious.

Karma didn't understand. They were just fighting! Why did she put herself in the way like that? Why did she take that fall for him? Her hand was still holding onto his to their sides and her arm was still wrapped around him, but her body was sprawled below him limply. She had protected him even when he had just been punching her. What the hell was wrong with this girl?!

He was surprised when her brow furrowed and she closed her mouth with a throaty groan. He blinked down at her as she slowly opened her eyes, too dumbstruck to say anything. The female adjusted her eyes slowly before she turned her attention to the male slightly kneeling above her. Her brow was still furrowed, but an emotion that he had seen shortly before filled her eyes again. Concern. She was worried about him for some reason.

"Your ankle." she said softly, still recovering from the impact on the ground, "How is it?"

Gold eyes widened even more in shock. Karma couldn't even find the words to describe how stunned he was. She had noticed his injured and she was worried about it?

"I-it's fine." he managed out, not sure why his voice had faltered.

Sakura let a smile cross her features and unabashed joy and relief flooded her green orbs. "That's good." she replied before she closed her eyes and let out a chuckle.

Karma blinked down at the female and her chuckling turned into unadulterated laughter. She was laughing like she had just heard the most hilarious joke and didn't have a care in the world. Releasing her hold on him, she brought her arms up and laid her hands on either side of her head. Turning her face to the side, she continued to laugh joyfully.

If the redhead hadn't already been sure that the girl was crazy, he was definitely positive now that whatever sanity she did have had been knocked out of her during this encounter of theirs. He must've had a few screws knocked loose also, because the only thing he could really comprehend at that moment was how beautiful the girl underneath him was at that moment.

It was an absurd situation to think so. They had just fallen down a flight of stairs after fighting each other for over thirty minutes. They were both sweating, light bruises covering their skin, and blood fell down from the side of her face from the wound to both her head and cheek caused by the bottle he had hit her with.

It had been the most exhilarating fight he had ever been in. His heart was still pounding, his muscles twitched, and his body was trembling. Karma had always been a combative guy. He enjoyed fighting, but sometimes it could get boring when his opponents were weak. That definitely wasn't the case this time around. He was right when he had previously thought that it would be fun to fight her.

The fact that she was very attractive and that she had brought him such a rush was probably the reason why he thought she was so beautiful at the moment. Dangerous, very much so, and definitely someone to keep an eye on, but still beautiful. He was sure her bright smile had something to do with it also. She was laughing even with injuries all over her.

Tears were in the corners of her eyes from all of her laughing, but she had calmed down and was now laying there underneath him with her eyes still closed. Her expression was gentle and it seemed as if she had just relinquished a huge amount of stress off of her shoulders. Her body was no longer tense and even with someone that she was just fighting against above her, she didn't seem to care.

It baffled Karma how easily she allowed herself to relax even with him there above her. He could have continued on with their fight right then and there, but what was the point? They had been evenly matched before this recent incident and if he attacked her right after she had done something like that for him. . . Well, it would have left a bad taste in his mouth.

He wasn't even sure if there was a reason for their fight in the first place other than the sole purpose of fighting anyway, so he would call it quits. For now, anyway. The thought of fighting the female again had him filling up with anticipation and excitement.

"I hadn't had that much fun in years." Sakura practically giggled, her voice light and soft, almost a sigh.

Karma leaned back and straightened so that he was kneeling above her and he looked down at her while smiling. So it wasn't just him, after all. He supposed that it was nice to know that he wasn't the only fighting maniac around. This was bound to make things more interesting.

The pinkette pulled herself from out underneath the male and sat up while looking up at him, a soft smile on her lips. She would have apologized for lashing out toward him earlier, but she could sense that they had reached a mutual agreement of sorts. Therefore, she wouldn't apologize, neither would she thank him for letting her use him as a punching bag.

"Can you walk home?" she asked.

"Yeah." Karma replied and was surprised that his own tension had left from his body. The air between them wasn't as stiff or choking as it had been before. It was calm and soothing. The vibe he got from her now was a very friendly and welcoming one. He wasn't sure what had happened, but if this kept up when she returned to school, then it wouldn't be as awkward as he would expect it to be. That still wouldn't get him to lower his guard, however. He still didn't trust her in the slightest. The redhead had caught a good glimpse of the feisty tigress inside of the smiling kitten in front of him. He had felt her claws and saw her hunger for blood.

A shiver ran up his spine as he recalled the predatory look she had given him when they first started to fight. In only a short amount of time, she was bringing out a primal instinct inside of him he didn't imagine a small girl like her could bring out of him. They were evenly matched now, but not for long. He was going to keep fighting her until he could bring out that beast inside of her and take complete control of it.

He was going to dominate her.

~END OF CHAPTER TWO!~

Please review what you thought. I know I asked in the last chapter who Ino should end up with, but I think I'm gonna stick her with Maehara after all.