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Yandere Sniper Part 2

After lunch, it was PE. Today 3-E focused on knifework.

Okuda and Nakamura shivered when they saw Hayami hold her knife.

"What do we do, Nakamura-san?" Okuda whispered frantically. "Hayami-san looks like she's going to kill anyone any minute now!"

"We have to keep an eye on her," Nakamura said in an unusually serious voice. "Geez, she's best in marksmanship in girls and third best in knifework. Chiba's date, whoever she is, better start running now."

"Okay, class!" Karasuma hollered to draw the class' attention. "After warming up, we'll do some basic exercises. Pair up. After that, you'll try to hit me using your rubber knives. If the whole class manages to hit me seven times, I'll let you off early. Let's get started!" he clapped his hands.

As usual, Chiba paired up with Hayami, who also noticed the dark aura coming off the green-eyed girl. "Hayami, are you okay?"

"I'm fine." Hayami replied, eyes still dark.

"Are you mad at me?" Chiba asked bluntly.

"Huh?" In a split second, Hayami looked confused. Then she smiled, but it sent chills down Chiba's spine instead of comforting him. "I'm not mad."

"Ookay." Chiba replied skeptically. He looked around to see if anyone else had the reason of Hayami's behavior, but Nakamura and Okuda only glared at him as if to say, "It's all your fault!"

The pair practiced hitting each other. Usually, Hayami won but Chiba was fine with that. What wasn't fine was that her bloodlust seemed a lot more than usual. And she looked really scary.

Chiba took a step backwards to avoid Hayami's attacks. She thrusted ruthlessly forward, jabbing the knife at him. Chiba countered with swiping his knife at her. With a few fake moves, Hayami zoomed on at him, jumping behind him and putting the knife at his neck. She could feel his Adam's apple bobble. She released him, smirking slightly.

"That was good." Chiba said. He turned to look at the other girl. "You're pretty feisty today."

Hayami grinned. "Yeah, I'm feeling energetic." The exercise just now used some of her bubbling energy and she didn't feel so restless now. She also felt slightly more cheerful.

Chiba wasn't bad at combat either. It was just Hayami was more agile than him so she usually got the upper hand. The boy charged at Hayami, arm outstretched. She dodged, trying to find a opening in his attack. She saw one, decided to take her chance and tried to slip out. Which was apparently a bad decision. Chiba immediately had an idea of what she was going to do, so he quickly blocked the opening, resulting in Hayami slamming on his chest.

"Are you okay?" Chiba asked quickly as his eyes flitted down.

The force of the slam made Chiba's bangs flutter and Hayami got a glimpse of his rarely shown eyes. Which quickly reduced Hayami into a pile of romantic goo for some reason.

"Mm. I'm okay." Hayami answered, refusing to look at him, and also mentally counting the times Chiba asked whether she was okay today. "I'm sorry." She apologized as she stepped away.

A few paces away, Karma and Okuda were dueling. The shy chemist was trying her best to hit Karma, but he always zoomed away at the last second. Karma was also avoiding her attacks without looking while he watched Chiba and Hayami.

"Hey, Okuda, they make a fine pair, do they?" Karma asked, facing Okuda again, readying to strike.

"Eh? W-well yeah-" Okuda stammered. Karma took advantage when she let her guard her down, and the tip of his knife skimmed over one of her pigtails. Okuda stepped back instinctively.

Karma withdrew his arm. "Okuda, you need to focus more. You can't be distracted easily."

"Okay!" Okuda nodded determinedly, ready to follow Karma's instructions. He was a complete master at fighting, and even though Okuda wasn't fond of violence she secretly admired his skills.

That did not stop her from feeling disgusted when Karma showed up with tubes of wasabi.

When the class finished practicing, they organized their plans to attack Karasuma, with Isogai as leader. Participating in this made Hayami's bloodlust go up again, and Nakamura took the chance to slide past her and whisper, "Are you going to stalk Chiba later?"

The girl smirked. "Huh, definitely." She gripped her knife as a sinister smile appeared on her face.

When did this girl get so possessive? Nakamura screamed. Let's fear the Yandere Sniper. She's scary.

As expected, other people with decent knifework skills distracted Karasuma and surrounded him, while Isogai waited for the right moment to pounce in. Karasuma knew this tactic, it was old but it usually worked.

Karma and Kurahashi teamed up against Karasuma, one going in from left and one from right. Yada zoomed in at the middle. Karasuma blocked all their attacks, only to have Hayami's knife touch the back of his neck lightly, her eyes dark. Karasuma hadn't even sensed her coming, it was like Nagisa's assassination talent.

"One hit!" The students cheered as the others didn't waste any time and continued attacking. Isogai got two hits, Maehara got one, Karma and Nagisa also got one. There was only one hit left.

"Retreat!" Isogai panted and the class stepped away. Karasuma wiped sweat off his forehead; the students were improving greatly.

Most of the students were tired, especially those who excel in knifework, but they didn't lose their spirit. Isogai decided to approach with a different tactic, and everyone else agreed. "Formation number th-"

Out of nowhere, a shadow sailed over Karasuma. The rubber knife slashed over his scalp, the shadow did a somersault and landed perfectly in front of Karasuma, as light as a feather.

Class 3-E and Karasuma blinked. There was only one person who was capable of doing such a feat.

Hayami Rinka.

There she stood, looking completely unruffled as her classmates stared at her with jaws dropped.

Then she realized she had an audience and looked embarrassed. "Wait, we were supposed to go for it together? I didn't know… I couldn't hear Isogai. I was a bit too occupied…" she noticed everyone still staring at her. "It's not like I want to ditch everybody or anything!"

It was one of the longest sentences the class had heard Hayami say (except Chiba).

"Brilliant." Karasuma declared. "I didn't expect a sneak attack from you, especially after you had assisted the attempts so many times. Even with your training, you should get tired after that. Class dismissed."

Everybody was still in silence. Hayami was completely embarrassed. She had let her bloodlust control her again, and everyone might suspect she was against the class because of her actions. But apparently she was overthinking things again.

"That was so cool!" Okajima yelled.

"Yeah." Isogai praised with a smile on his face. "Really, you should teach me that trick sometime, Hayami. Although I'll never be as agile as you."

Hayami just went redder, muttered an unintelligible reply and trekked up the hill to the campus, all alone. Chiba followed after her.

"You're a bit different today," Chiba began.

Silence. Hayami folded her arms together; it wasn't like she was mad, she just did it automatically. Then-

"I don't want to talk to you, Chiba."

The boy stopped walking, and watched Hayami's back. At times like this, Chiba knew he should not pry. She needed some time to herself.

But what had he done wrong? Chiba mentally rewinded the times they shared. He hadn't done anything offensive, didn't try to stick in her business. Maybe she was angry that he seemed so cold? But he thought she was okay with their minimal conversation. First were the accusing glares from Nakamura and Okuda, now Hayami's weird behavior. Why were girls so hard to understand?

Walking behind, Nakamura pulled Karma beside and whispered, "Hey Karma, can I ask you for a favour…"

"Target H spotted, Officer N." Karma peeked out from behind a tree.

"Stop with those code names, will ya?" Nakamura hissed back, body pressed against Karma. "I only asked you to come along because Rinka-chan might need some physical restraints."

"Okay." Karma replied playfully. He ducked behind the tree as Hayami hid behind another tree a few paces in front of them. The girl had sunglasses on, hair let down, with a white tank top and short jeans. There was a small brown bag at her hip. A pistol, probably loaded with colour pellets, was jammed in one of the jean pockets. She grabbed her rubber knife, two hair bands around her wrists.

Nakamura peeked out sneakily and took a picture of the unsuspecting Hayami. Wow, she looks like Bitch-sensei. Nakamura heard that Hayami wore her hair in pigtails was because if she let her hair down her hairstyle would be identical to Bitch-sensei's. And she didn't like to be compared to what the class dubbed as a "bitch".

Meanwhile, Hayami waited for Chiba to arrive. She knew where he lived, and had assumed he would follow a particular path so there she waited. She had changed her appearance a little so she won't be so easily recognized (there was only one girl who had brownish orange short pigtails in the whole town).

It's him! She thought as Chiba, in casual clothes and wearing a beanie, walked down the street, oblivious to the three people spying on him. Actually Chiba was trying to discreetly see if anyone was stalking him. His bangs were an added bonus as no one could see where he was looking. Chiba had busted Okajima earlier so there was a high chance there would be more people. He had specifically observed Karma and Nakamura's actions before school ended, knowing those two would most probably be stalking him. But they didn't even talk to each other and went separate ways. That didn't mean Chiba should let his guard down though.

Hayami watched as Chiba tugged his beanie down self consciously. She decided not to look until she heard the other girl arrive, because she knew Chiba was very observant. She tried to make herself as small as possible. Nakamura and Karma mirrored Hayami's actions.

Meanwhile Chiba sighed. He kept reminding himself he was only doing this because he was a nice person. And to be honest, he was more concerned about his sniping partner than the date. Both he and Hayami were introverts, but they opened up to each other, if ever so slightly. Her recent actions worried him. They were always there together, backing each other up, no matter in assassination or studies, and because of this partnership they both had a certain level of fondness for each other. They never said it out loud, but they both knew it. People always thought they could communicate without words, maybe they were right. Or maybe they weren't.

"I don't want to talk to you."

Chiba's heart clenched. Actually, he was quite hurt by that. He had a vague feeling that it had something to do with him, and he was mystified yet filled with guilt. It was bad enough to hurt Hayami but it was worse to not know what he did to hurt her.

"Chiba-kun!" A cheery voice yelled, and Hiraoka ran to him excitedly, pigtails bouncing with every step. Her long, light blue dress had a midnight blue ribbon tied around the waist, which fluttered in the breeze.

Hayami's bloodlust slowly began to rise, but she forced herself to keep control of her emotions.

"Uh. Hi." Chiba replied after a pause, having no idea what to say as it was his first date and he wasn't comfortable around most people. People had told him many, many times he was so socially awkward, and he should try to open up to more people. But they usually forced him out of his comfort zone which just made him shy even more away from people… soon, he was basically mute.

"Did I keep you waiting for long?" Hiraoka asked brightly.

"Um, no. You said we would meet here to walk to the café ten minutes before half past four, and we were both on time." Chiba had no idea whatsoever why she was asking him. Was she trying to be polite?

Meanwhile, Nakamura resisted the urge to facepalm. "He's supposed to say 'Oh, not really, I just arrived here too!' What an idiot." She mouthed to Karma, before shaking her head slightly. "That's a classic date starter line!"

The light in Hiraoka's eyes dimmed ever so slightly. There was even more awkward silence until Chiba managed to say, "Well let's go."

"Okay." The girl replied and they walked down the street, side by side.

Hayami waited for a few seconds before poking her head out, green eyes glaring at the two walking. Although there was a gap between them, she felt they were too close. Too close for her standards, anyway. Both Nakamura and Karma saw Chiba trying to edge away discreetly, and succeeding. Obviously Chiba wasn't feeling very comfortable.

After deeming it was safe, Hayami left her hiding place behind the tree and followed them, back sliding against the wall and ducking behind things that appeared on the street.

"Her butt must be polishing that wall nicely," Karma observed, Nakamura still squished against him. "Hey, will you get off?"

"Okay." Nakamura stepped away. She too, was dressed in casual clothes, her hair pulled up into a high ponytail similar to Yada's to make her less recognizable, even just a bit. Meanwhile Karma hadn't bothered to disguise himself, saying he'll "silence any witnesses".

Nakamura was starting to regret bringing him along.

There were a couple of things you should know before interacting with Chiba.

One, don't ask him any questions. Or better, don't talk at all.

Two, don't invade his private space. He would feel incredibly uncomfortable.

Three, don't ask about his eyes or hairstyle. It takes a certain amount of trust for him to reveal.

A very isolated life, but he's okay with it. After all, every time he talked, people wouldn't understand him or ask him to speak louder.

Hiraoka knew he was shy, and awkwardly decided to break the ice.

"Soo… Chiba-kun, how's life in Class E?" she asked.

Rule one, don't ask questions. So much for that.

He waited a beat before answering. "It's not too bad."

Hiraoka looked slightly confused. Chiba didn't blame her. The main campus students thought life in Class E was terrible and they would rather die than go into Class E, but actually everyone in 3-E were having the time of their lives. They get to kill their teacher, learn how to kill people and most of all their teacher was the best they'd ever had.

"Okay…" The girl suddenly jumped. "Eh? What are you doing here?" she hissed loudly.

The same girls who had cornered Chiba when he was asked out were hiding in the bushes along the street. One winked and mouthed, "Go for it!"

Chiba was even more embarrassed. So was Hiraoka. "Hey, stop it!" she whined.

"I'm sorry," she whispered to Chiba. "My friends are a bit… hyper."

Chiba nearly snorted. "It's fine," he replied, remembering how his classmates had behaved.

Huh, so she has followers too, Hayami thought, glaring at the girls. She saw that girl whisper something to Chiba and he replied!

She had no reason to get mad. He was just talking. It was insane for her to not let him talk. It was his right and what the hell did she have to do with that?

Hayami was not one to act before thinking. She always planned her moves carefully, but now, she was completely controlled by her runaway emotions. Now she just wanted to slaughter everyone who got in her way.

Yup. Totally psychotic even for a member of 3-E.

As soon as Chiba and Hiraoka turned around the corner, Hayami saw there was no way she could sneak past the girls, who were still giggling, without looking suspicious.

Guess it's time for a straightforward approach. Hayami smirked, eyes glittering wickedly behind the sunglasses.

"Squee! IT'S JUST FREAKIN ADORABLE!"

"I know right!" the girl next to her gushed. "Ami-chan is so cute and happy!"

"Maybe she and Chiba-kun would be a good matc-"

The girls blinked. Seemingly out of nowhere, a confident girl strode out, reddish-orange hair flying behind her. The short jeans she wore emphasized her long and creamy legs, and a hand reached out to brush a strand of hair behind her ear.

The girls gaped at her, stunned. Whoever she was, she was gorgeous.

Peeking out behind a wall, Nakamura and Karma goggled at Hayami.

"What the heck." Was all Nakamura got out, eyes as wide as saucers. Karma did his signature smirk and took a photo.

"She's pretty good at channeling Bitch-sensei." Karma commented. "I'm impressed."

"That. Is. SO NOT LIKE HER!" Nakamura rambled. "Geez. But holy shit she is good at this."

Hayami's heart was beating quickly, but not because of nervousness. The adrenaline rush and the urge to punch something was too much for her, and she liked seeing the girls look at her in awe. Fear me! She couldn't help but think. She couldn't care less about how deranged her state of mind was in. She was completely crazy by now.

She flashed them a look, bright green eyes concealed by the shades. A smirk appeared on her face, she flipped her hair in a "bitch, I'm fabulous" way. Then heart pounding quickly than ever, she walked away.

Even Karma was flabbergasted.

"That was…" Nakamura began.

"So Bitch-sensei." Karma finished.

There was a pause.

"But that was kinda awesome." Nakamura said, eyes tracing Hayami's back.

"It'll make some good blackmail material," Karma thought out loud as he scrolled through the pictures in his phone. As if suddenly reminded, he tugged Nakamura's sleeve. "We gotta go, she's almost out of sight."

Bitch-sensei had officially corrupted Hayami.

Hayami hated being the center of attention! Like Chiba, she preferred to blend in with everyone. There was this time when Sugaya drew a sketch of her for some reason and she had looked at him bizarrely. She was kinda creeped out at the fact someone spent the whole lesson looking at her and then drawing her. It was bad enough that Okajima sat next to her and kept looking at her in a perverted way. And now even Sugaya?! She thought he viewed Kataoka as the most beautiful girl in an artistic sense (she knew he had no romantic feelings towards Kataoka).

And what possessed her to flip her hair? She blamed Yada and Kurahashi for dragging her to Bitch-sensei's lesson on seducing men. So this is what you get when your two closest female friends are Bitch-sensei's worshippers.

She originally had her hair down, but after Kurahashi mentioned it looked like Bitch-sensei's hairstyle, she immediately changed it to her pigtails. This was bad enough. At the school trip, she let her hair down, and Nakamura commented that if her hair was blonde and her eyes were blue she would really resemble Bitch-sensei. She said their eyes also looked a bit similar. This was worse. Then when Bitch-sensei got mad for some reason, Kataoka said Bitch-sensei was behaving very childishly and said Hayami was even more mature than Bitch-sensei despite the age difference. Which prompted Bitch-sensei to go on a rant about how she was more "adult" than Hayami in a physical way and concluded Hayami would never be as good at seducing men as Bitch-sensei. Hayami gave Bitch-sensei one of her usual cold glares, thinking she would never use her body like that.

Well look what happened?

Hayami groaned, face flushed with embarrassment and humiliation. If anyone saw her right now, she would be immediately downgraded to a common bitch. How could she have lost her cool like that? That was the worst thing she'd ever done.

In front of her, Chiba and his date were oblivious to Hayami's "bitchy" performance as they neared the café.

Chiba watched as Hiraoka subtly slid next to him in an attempt to get closer.

Rule two: don't invade his private space. Definitely broken.

He thought about when he and Hayami interacted. They always kept their distance, but for some reason, even without talking, they could understand each other. Maybe they had similar minds.

But even he couldn't understand what was going on in her mind now. The way her emerald eyes stared at him coldly for a second before flitting away. The way she walked stiffly away from him. The way her fingers twisted the fabric of her skirt when she was agitated.

Yeah, he noticed a lot about his sniping partner. Chiba was just really observant.

Hayami, regaining her composure, watched as Chiba and that girl walk into the café. Her heart sank. How was she going to follow them now? She regretted acting on impulse and never thought thoroughly about her so called "plan".

Nakamura and Karma shared a sneaky glance, then they both pounced on Hayami together. The girl shrieked and tried to hit them, before realizing it was only her two nosy classmates.

"Shh, it's just us." Nakamura hissed.

"We know everything, Hayami." Karma grinned dangerously and pulled Hayami's sunglasses off, revealing her eyes which were narrowed at them.

"What are you two doing here?" Hayami asked, annoyed that people interrupted her and also embarrassed as it was kind of (painfully) obvious about what she was doing.

"Well what are you doing here?" Nakamura shot back. She patted Hayami's shoulder. "Don't worry, I don't think anyone else knows you're stalking Chiba."

"I wasn't stalking him!" Hayami defended herself feebly, face red.

Karma leaned forward. "Oh, and we're supposed to believe that?" The corners of his mouth twisted into a smirk. "It's no use lying to us."

By that time, both Nakamura and Karma had huge Cheshire cat grins. And Hayami knew she screwed up by letting them discovering what she was doing.

"We'll assist you in your stalking." Nakamura offered.

"I told you, I wasn't stalk-"

Karma snorted. "We'll talk about that later. For now, we'll sneak into the café. I have backups in there."

How many people are stalking Chiba? Hayami screamed inside her mind.

"But how do we do that unnoticed?" Hayami asked, deciding to go with the plan because it was no use arguing with Karma. Besides, she really needed to get in the café.

"We'll sacrifice ourselves since Chiba knows we would probably be stalking him. We'll cover you." Nakamura said. Then she sighed melodramatically. "Oh, the things I do for my ships!"

"Fine." Hayami grudgingly agreed. "But can I at least fix my hair?"

"Nope." Karma and Nakamura said together.

Another awkward silence occurred when Chiba and Hiraoka sat down. The café was nicely decorated, with natural light and plants in pots hanging from the ceiling. Chiba's architect eye noticed everything.

Suddenly, a flash of red and gold caught his eye. Immediately, he jerked his eyes towards the door, where he could clearly see Karma and Nakamura walking side by side. Chiba wanted to facepalm. Could they be even more obvious? Even Nakamura's ponytail wasn't helping things.

In reality, Hayami was squashed between them. Karma had assumed Chiba wouldn't see Hayami if she was sandwiched by him and Nakamura from the angle he was looking at. Hayami walked stiffly, hoping Chiba wouldn't notice her.

The trio reached a table near the corner with two couches on the sides. To Hayami's surprise, she saw Maehara and Isogai chatting, both seated on one couch.

"Yo!" Maehara greeted them. "I know you originally asked me, but Isogai wanted to check out the café for some comparison to the café he worked at, so I brought him along." Then his eyes widened. Isogai followed where his friend was looking at and his eyes widened too. "Wait, is that-"

"Hayami?" Maehara yelled a bit too loudly. His eyes scanned over her let down hair, top, jeans and blinked once, as if she was a hallucination.

"Shh!" Both Karma and Nakamura hissed, the latter waving her hands like a windmill. "He doesn't know!" Karma whispered angrily.

"Whoops, sorry." Maehara replied sheepishly. "At least we're facing Chiba's back so he couldn't see us. We'll tell you when he looks around."

"Come and sit down." Isogai said. The three followed and sat down on the couch opposite to the boys' couch, with Hayami still in the middle, Karma and Nakamura by her side. Hayami was feeling even more embarrassed by every second.

"So Hayami's stalking Chiba too?" Maehara asked, making sure his voice was lower this time. "Wow."

"Technically, I would say it was part-stalking, part-going-yandere." Karma said, grinning.

"Oooh!" Maehara wolf whistled. "This basically confirms the ship!"

"I-it's n-not like that!" Hayami stuttered. "You guys got the wrong idea!"

"Still a tsundere, I see." Karma teased.

"Then tell us why you are really here," Isogai asked playfully. Hayami wanted to crawl into a hole and die. Even Mr. Ikemen Isogai was against her! She had no hope!

There was a tense silence as all four stared at Hayami.

"Well," Hayami began reluctantly. "Since Chiba and I work together, I thought he might be distracted with this… date…" Hayami cringed before resuming. "So I just wanted to make sure he's not too distracted so we could continue to try to kill Koro-sensei-"

"Cut the BS, please." Maehara said with an I-don't-believe-you-at-all look. He yawned. "That was so boring."

"..." Hayami couldn't think of anything to reply and just stared at the table. The wooden lines on the table suddenly seemed so interesting. The way they twisted, curved…

"Just admit you like Chiba," Nakamura prompted.

Hayami refused to speak. She stared at the lines more intently. The way some lines were straight and some were circles…

"Come on." Karma said, poking her shoulder.

The seconds ticked past. Hayami remained motionless. She already admitted to herself that she had a crush on Chiba but revealing that would be a completely different matter, especially to Karma and Nakamura, the class devils. She didn't knew how to get out of their tight grasp.

"He's looking!" Maehara hissed. Isogai pulled him up sharply and the two pretended to be holding a conversation. Nakamura immediately pushed Hayami down and hid her under the table, ignoring her muffled cries of surprise.

Between Karma's legs, Hayami could vaguely see Chiba turn around, lean down and picked something up before handing it to his smiling date.

Huh… such a gentleman.

Blood roared in her veins and her pupils contracted to slits. Her whole body tensed up. She suddenly felt like she could overturn the table she was hiding under.

"You can get up now." Nakamura said. Hayami stood up and sat back down, expression dark. All four felt a chill down their spines and immediately decided not to offend her.

"Umm, Hayami?" Isogai asked cautiously, knowing he was treading on thin ice.

They watched the motionless girl with bated breaths. Suddenly, she jammed her hand in her pocket and gripped the gun tightly that they thought the gun might break.

I have a bad feeling about this… Maehara thought, reminded of Okano when she got really angry.

She looked up, and the intensity of her glare was enough to pierce people. Maehara and Isogai gulped nervously and avoided looking into her killer eyes.

"At least you can see why we call her a yandere." Nakamura laughed weakly.

After ordering their food, there was yet another silence.

Hiraoka accidentally pushed her fork off the table in her nervousness, and it skidded off to somewhere behind Chiba's chair. He picked it up, she thanked him and asked the waiter to give her a new fork. Other than that, there was no interaction between them.

Hiraoka twisted her fingers together. This wasn't going to work if neither of them would speak! She would live with everlasting regret! This was Chiba Ryuunosuke, this really quiet but hot guy whom she instantly fell in love with when he saw his half-exposed eyes in the yearbook! She was just surfing through the yearbook when she just saw him… and it was love at first sight.

She felt really bad that she hadn't noticed him when he was back in her class.

Chiba was sure the girl was pretty let down by him. He was antisocial, had scary eyes, and he liked shooting targets using a rifle. At least, that was what appeared on the surface. To be honest, he didn't really know why she liked him.

But he felt like he should do something. He tried to think of topics, but since he rarely spoke, he didn't know what to talk about.

"So, Hiraoka-san…" She perked up when she heard her name. "I hope I don't sound too inquisitive, but why did you choose to hang out with me, a member of 3-E? Won't people look down on you or something?"

"Well, when other people say 3-E is filled with mean, rebellious people, I didn't really believe them." Hiraoka replied. "Because you were in my class, and so were other people who got down into Class E, and you didn't seem to fit that category. Besides…" She started, but stopped and blushed furiously.

"Hmm? Besides what?" Chiba asked.

"Nothing." She whispered, shy eyes looking up at him before quickly darting away. Idiot! She scolded herself, heart pounding. You nearly said you didn't care whether he was in 3-E because you liked him… that would be so cheesy…

The way Hiraoka's eyes darted away reminded Chiba of the way Hayami's eyes would flit away. Sometimes, he would catch her staring at him when he practiced, which he assumed was out of respect, and she would look away. Or at other times, when they spent time together, like sitting on a bench doing nothing, she would sneak glances at him. Chiba honestly didn't know how to think of it, because he kind of liked the attention she was giving him, but he also didn't like people looking at him.

Speaking of which, Hiraoka's eyes were lighter than Hayami's. Hiraoka's eyes were more yellow-green than green, and were always filled with bubbly excitement. Meanwhile, Hayami's eyes looked like clear emeralds, and at first you would think they were cold and indifferent, but throughout the term, Chiba discovered there were more to them. They narrowed when she was concentrating, shone slightly when she was excited, and filled with a firey passion when they were paintballing. Chiba was actually quite fascinated with Hayami's eyes.

Meanwhile back in that corner, Maehara stared at Chiba and Hiraoka, looking slightly disgusted. Isogai gave him a questioning look, and Maehara whispered in his ear, "I swear I just saw Chiba look into that girl's eyes!"

Hayami heard. She wondered if her original suspicions were valid, about someone replacing her. But that was silly, she was his partner, he couldn't replace her! But still she felt irritated. Hayami wasn't exactly comfortable with making eye contact all the time when speaking to people, but since Chiba hid his eyes she was okay with speaking to him. But because of that she had no idea what he was looking at.

Isogai replied with, "Crap! Eye contact!", shooting furtive glances at Hayami. Hayami clenched her teeth; the boys were discussing something which she had a bad feeling about. She decided she wouldn't bear this anymore when she saw Nakamura nod slightly to Karma, as if sending him a secret sign. Something would break inside her soon.

ALL HELL BREAK LOOSE!

Hayami grabbed her gun and tried to jump up, but Karma stopped her by pinning her arms together. She struggled, but he was too strong.

I...must...kill...HER!

She slammed her elbow into Karma's gut, which wasn't very effective. Blinded by fury and jealousy, she continued to struggle with all her might in a very uncivilised fashion. Realizing he had the hand which was holding the gun trapped, Hayami wrestled her other arm out and grabbed the nearest thing, which was a fork (thankfully there weren't any knives). Nakamura tried to stop her, but Hayami hit her in the face violently. Nakamura rubbed her nose before trying to grab her arm again.

Now Hayami had completely lost her sanity. Why would she care if she hurt other people? Why would she care how crazy she seemed like? She just wanted to prove that no one, no one, would go near her Chiba and get away with it. Trap him and keep him forever with her.

He's mine.

Her eyes were nearly red with bloodlust. She grabbed the fork and started to stab Karma's stomach repeatedly. Karma winced, trying to pin her other arm. She stabbed the fork again viciously and Karma bit his lip in pain. That actually hurt. I have to stop her before she seriously injures someone. But I couldn't hurt her too much. Nakamura leaned across to try to help Karma, but Hayami tossed her head and her hair hit Nakamura's face, blinding her temporarily. Out of choices, Nakamura tried to wrap her arms around Hayami's neck.

Maehara and Isogai were watching the scene with the same "WTF?!" faces.

"What am I seeing right now?" Isogai asked, bewildered.

"I don't know, bro." Maehara answered, sounding lost.

Karma had finally got hold of the fork and yanked it out of Hayami's hand, her fist thumping uselessly on his chest. With a grunt, Hayami's hand slithered to her bag and opened it one-handedly, the other hand still pinned by Karma. She triumphantly drew out a pair of scissors.

A pair of scissors. As in two sharp blades which could cause a lot of damage and bloody scenes. The blood drained from Maehara's face, realizing how serious of a yandere Hayami was.

"Watch out! He's looking!" Isogai said sharply. Hayami, Karma and Nakamura froze, before Hayami attempted to stab Karma with the scissors. Karma grabbed her wrist and held it firmly, so she couldn't move. Hayami gasped in shock and attempted to free both of her arms. Nakamura took advantage of this and put a hand over her mouth, her feet trying to stable Hayami's thrashing feet.

"This is really weird," Maehara muttered, rubbing his eyes.

Hiraoka, who sat on the opposite of Chiba, saw a few people who appeared to be fighting violently. She looked at them, head tilted to one side. Chiba saw her gaze, and turned around to see what she was looking at.

He saw Maehara looking a bit spooked, Isogai yelling something, and Karma and Nakamura appeared to be pushing each other. Chiba raised an eyebrow. Karma and Nakamura were fighting? Why would they fight? Maybe over a photo they had taken of him or something?

When Chiba turned away, Hayami managed to free herself, but the scissors clattered uselessly to the floor. She punched Karma's arm which was pinning her arm, freed her arm and her gun. Grinning evilly, she leaned over the seat and prepared to shoot-

"No!" Nakamura wrapped her arms around Hayami's torso, holding her back. The girl struggled to free herself. "You mustn't lose control!" Nakamura bawled. "YOU KNOW YOU'RE INSANE!"

Karma blocked her, wiping sweat from his forehead. Hayami ignored both Nakamura and Karma, eyes zeroing on only one spot- her target, who was still smiling placidly at Chiba.

GET AWAY FROM HIM OR ELSE.

Hayami's fingers touched the trigger, but Karma jerked her hands up, making her miss and the paintball landed on the ceiling. She grunted in frustration before attempting to shoot again. Karma twisted her hand, not enough to hurt her but enough to cause pain. She crunched her heel down at Nakamura's foot, sending the other girl howling with pain and continued to punch Karma's arm.

Chiba heard the sound of a gun shooting. The guns used in their Assassination Classroom. He wasn't sure as the chattering of people might have covered it up. He averted his eyes to his extreme right and saw a red paintball on the ceiling. He froze. Someone from his class had definitely shot a paintball. The question wasn't who, but why. Maybe it was an accident?

"Why are you so violent!" Nakamura hissed angrily. "Why can't you just make poisons like Okuda?"

"Don't give her any ideas!" Maehara yelped.

Hayami tried to aim again, but her hands were shaking for some reason. She saw Karma trying to subdue her again, and grabbed her knife, so she was armed with both a gun and a rubber knife. To be honest, a rubber knife wouldn't do much damage, but since Hayami wasn't insane enough to want a real knife so she got her rubber one. She swung the knife at Karma, trying to ward him off. Her aim was sloppy, but she didn't care. She pressed her finger against the trigger before something crashed into her, sending her toppling backwards, right into Karma who immediately wrapped his arms around her.

"THIS IS CRAZY!" Maehara gasped, joining the fight. "What the hell is this? Hayami, regain your sanity!" He aided Karma in pinning Hayami's limbs to her body. The girl thrashed wildly, trying in vain to free herself. Go away! I won't let you stop me! Hayami gritted her teeth as thoughts swarm through her mind.

She thought about the times she and Chiba managed to successfully shoot down a target. The times when they bumped their arms together in celebration. The time when she was depressed because she'd gotten into 3-E, and he had comforted her and even hugged her. That second when she realized she had feelings for him, and didn't want him to go. She felt a delicious thrill everytime she thought about him.

Once I've chosen my target, I never miss.

Never.

"Is she calm?" Nakamura whispered, panting, seeing Hayami was silent and limp in Karma's grip. Her hair was messed up, cheeks too red and her eyes were too dim. It was like a grey fog clouding her normally bright eyes. Or more appropriately, a haze of bloodlust was blinding her.

"We can't let our guard down." Isogai said seriously, observing Hayami with a determined expression.

"Geez, she can really kill people," Maehara muttered, wondering how did he get into this mess.

...Kill…?

That single word triggered emotions inside Hayami. She leapt up but was quickly trapped by Karma. "Huh, never thought I'll fight you like this." Karma panted slightly, hot breath hitting Hayami's face. Maehara pressed his body against Karma's, so Hayami was further squished. Nakamura's brows furrowed as she frantically thought of an idea, panicked blue eyes darting back and forth.

"Okay, the girl is looking over!" Isogai called anxiously. "We probably look really suspicious now. Do something!"

"Hayami, do you think Chiba would like you if you would kill him?" Maehara tried to convince the yandere sniper to calm down. "Who would like someone who's always offending them?"

"Okano," Isogai coughed delicately into his hand.

Maehara ignored him. "Anyway, who would want a psycho for a girlfriend?! You do know you're completely deranged, right?" He said in a rush.

This made Hayami pause and think. She wondered if she had been doing the right thing. But that was stupid, because deep, deep down she knew what she was doing was wrong. She was selfish and wanted to keep Chiba to herself. But was it the right way to do so? Hayami was suddenly filled with a tsunami of guilt and she froze, not knowing what to do. At that second, Nakamura raised her bag and thumped it on the girl's head and she passed out, head lolling uselessly.

"Well that was taken care of," Nakamura wheezed, out of breath. The boys let out a collective sigh of relief.

"I never thought she'll be this good at combat," Karma said, flexing his muscles.

"She's just pissed off." Nakamura moved Hayami so her head laid on the table. She peered at Hayami's face. "She looks a lot more peaceful when she's unconscious."

"Nobody is more violent than a pissed off female." Maehara remarked as he sat back next to Isogai.

"Now, the problem is how do we tell her she just attacked us, stabbed Karma with a fork, tried to stab everyone with a pair of scissors, tried to kill Chiba's date and almost broke my nose." Nakamura said, listing the things their resident yandere did with her fingers.

"Oh, that'll be easy." Karma said casually.

There was a pause. "Are you being sarcastic, Karma?" Isogai asked.

A laugh sounded from his lips. "No." Karma shook Hayami's shoulders. "Wakey wakey Miss Tsundere-slash-yandere."

"What if she gets mad again?" Isogai whispered to Maehara. The other boy shrugged. "I dunno, but it'll probably result in a bloody 'accident'."

"Huh?" Hayami woke up groggily, pushing her tangled hair away from her face. She felt several bruises on her wrist and arms. Her head felt like it was stuffed with cotton and she felt like a madwoman living on caffeine. What happened to me? What happened to my so called "professionalism"?

"Oh, you're back!" Isogai said warmly, but she could detect a hint of wariness in his voice. Hayami saw Maehara and Nakamura look at her like she was a ticking time bomb. She was confused for a second then the dam broke and memories started rushing back in. She remembered the struggle with Karma, her desperate shooting attempts. She saw a red splat on the ceiling and she felt uneasy, knowing she had something to do with it. She fidgeted with the hem of her shirt nervously.

"What did I do?" she asked quietly, afraid of the answer.

"Well, you attacked us, stabbed me with a fork, tried to stab me with a pair of scissors, tried to shoot Chiba's date, hit Nakamura in the nose, and tried to hit me with a rubber knife." Karma said easily, reclining on the couch.

"Karma!" Isogai hissed.

But the damage was done. Hayami gaped at them, eyes filled with horror at what she did.

"Well, it could be worse." Maehara tried to ease the tension. "I mean, you could have shot Chiba's date but you missed and shot the ceiling."

Hayami looked even more horrified. "Not helping," Nakamura muttered.

They watched the sniper's cheeks grow redder and redder until she looked like she was going to explode. Then the colour seeped from her cheeks and she became deathly pale as what the boys said sunk in. Hayami couldn't think, let alone form a full sentence.

So she said the only word she was able to.

"Shoot."

A/N: I'm back! So Hayami's gone yandere but Chiba doesn't know. What would happen next?

By the way, I'm thinking of expanding this to a ChibaHaya oneshot/drabble series when I finish the last chapter of Yandere Sniper. So what do you all think?

As always, please read and review!