Chapter 3: Reunion (Part 2)

Guess who's back from the dead? Me, of course!

So, of course, I don't follow promises again and I don't update COG and instead there's a poll on my profile.

Sigh…

But this is moving on! Sorry for the wait! CF is my only story that will be moving on at the current moment (b/c I'm graduating soon :)), and I hope you enjoy!

Here's the note: This will not be updated in July, due to camp and I will be away until early August, so my August update will be a bit late.

This will most likely be updated on the 2nd of each month. Sometimes, if I am late, I will post on the 15th. I know it's a long time, but I like to be organized so I won't post randomly if I'm late. And if I don't post on the 2nd, I probably haven't even started the next chapter yet, so extra time is needed.

Next update will be either the 2nd of August or the 15th, so keep a lookout!

So, sorry about the cliffhanger in the last chapter, guys. I hope you all enjoy this one. The real plot is starting. *cackles and rubs hands together*

Note to all those who read chapter 180: I'm so happy that NagiKae was implied. Her touching her stomach? YASSS!

Anyway, enough of me being creepy, enjoy the next chapter everyone!

I think a recap is in order, don't you?

Recap:

As Nagisa mentally calculated these "fun" facts while other students crowded around him to sneak a peek at this new Nagisa, his ears picked up something… foreign. Footsteps, heavy and many, hurrying to the mountain classroom.

They were still too far away for the others to notice, not even including the factor of how much noise smothered the atmosphere. Well… it didn't seem necessarily dangerous… and he wasn't on duty.

Nevertheless, he tensed ever so slightly, something only Karma would have picked up if he was glancing in his direction. Tuning out the chatter surrounding him, slitted baby blue eyes fixated on the door.

And in came…

Karasuma-sensei. It wouldn't have bothered Nagisa at all if he was the only one who had intruded on the class's reunion.

However, behind him came about ten men, all dressed crisply in official government uniforms.

Now Nagisa was tense, a snake posed to strike on moment's notice. It was true that Smile worked for the government, but from time to time, he picked up little night jobs that his skills were needed in as well. And the government wouldn't be exactly pleased knowing about.

Even the most feared assassin could most likely be taken down if the whole Japanese government was on his back.

But he was pretty confident in his abilities. Note the "pretty".

"Whoa." Karma's ever light voice sliced through the class's surprised atmosphere. From atop a desk, the redhead scanned the officials' uniforms before his eyes narrowed, though his facial expression was relaxed. "Come to break up the party? Why wasn't I informed of this? Karasuma, you have to admit, I'm on a much higher rank than any of you."

Higher rank? Yeah. He was the vice head of the Ministry of Defense.

"You arrogant Akaba-" The fuming government official halted at a quick sweep of Karasuma's arm.

Apparently, despite his skills, his subordinates didn't like him very much…

"This was ordered by the Head himself." Karasuma's unblinking slitted eyes did not avert from Karma's face, which a warning smirk was etched upon. "We had to make sure that you all would not escape."

The mood shifted dramatically. The class, who had originally been simply surprised by the new presences, were now wary, half in attacking stance as they immediately responded to the statement that seemed to obscure an underlying threat. However, they were all thoroughly bemused. What could the government want with them?

Nagisa bit his lip harshly, drawing specks of blood. What was this all about? Have we done something wrong? He wished desperately to speak up on behalf of the class, but he really shouldn't draw attention to himself. Especially for the sake of his second identity.

"What, exactly… do we need to be confined for?" A soft yet firm voice made itself heard through the crowded classroom. Okuda Manami was immediately at her husband's side, a dangerous glare engraved on her angular face.

"Okuda-san, this is a matter between the Ministry of Defense. You, as a scientist, have no need to get involved!"

Manami gasped in shock at the disrespect, almost gaping at the young official who had spoken. "Why you! I'll have you know that I work directly for the government as we-" Her lavender eyes were swirling with flames of fury, but was cut off as Karma gently grabbed her arm. "Karma-kun?"

"Hush, Manami." She blinked her owlish eyes in surprise as the honorific was dropped. He only spoke to her without an honorific either in private, or when he was very serious. Which wasn't often. "I can sense it. The reason behind this is very serious, no, Karasuma-sensei?"

"Yes." There was still no change in Karasuma's unwavering expression.

"Alright, then. I guess we can hear the government out. Ne?" He glanced around the class for approval, and reluctant nods were returned his way. "We have no idea what this is all about, though, so you can expect us to be a little wary." His dark smirk dared otherwise. "And I would very much appreciate it if you do not speak to my wife that way, Shiki-san."

The young official, Shiki, audibly gulped before grudgingly nodding his head.

"This shall be explained when the Head arrives." Karma raised an eyebrow in surprise at Karasuma's new announcement. Nagisa completely understood his reaction. The Head was to come all the way out here and leave his post? Wow. This must be serious.

The officials quickly circled the classroom with a signal from Karasuma, blocking any means of escape. Though Nagisa was still pretty sure that he still could escape from here, but just might risk provoking the government.

And so, he settled in the middle of the classroom, admist his former fellow classmates, hoping to obscure himself from their vision.

"This is so sudden." He heard Sugino whisper to Kanzaki, his girlfriend. "I mean, the government suddenly storms in on a class reunion. Granted, we are a special class, but still!"

She simply nodded, clutching his hand tightly, her compassionate chocolate eyes wide and worried.

Except for me and maybe Karma, Nagisa realized. Mostly everyone hadn't done assassination training of any kind in years, which is what we're special for. So what use are all of us to the government? Why are they cornering us, specifically, now?!

They didn't have to wait very long. In less than fifteen minutes, the Head of the Ministry of Defense, with graying hair, arrived in the doorway, his expression stern, though some amiable qualities lay hidden underneath. He scanned the classroom, taking note of its occupants with approval. "Good. Nothing less than expected, Karasuma."

"Yes, sir." Karasuma nodded respectfully before backing slightly away. Karma, being as perceptive as he is, caught the older man's slightly apologetic glance to the class that was quickly masked with an air of professionalism.

"Konbanwa, Assassination Classroom." The Head turned his attention to the class before him in the room dimly lit by Christmas ornaments, sparkling their multicolor lights as they gave off a holiday cheer that no one seemed to be in the mood for at this point.

"Konbanwa." A few chorused back. Karma said nothing, simply narrowing his eyes at his boss.

"Sorry for doing this to you, Karma-san." The Head smiled slightly at his subordinate.

"No offense taken, sir!" Karma smiled a fake, cheerful smile back, his golden orbs beholding a threatening glint many have seen in Karma's eyes. "But we would be pleased to know what's going on~"

"I suppose." The Head's similar smile never faltered. "Well, the reason that you are here now is that the government has a mission for you all, the Assassination Classroom, the largest, and youngest, team of assassins in the world, standing at twenty nine members."

"Since when were we an official team of assassins?" Okajima groaned in exasperation. Many nodded in agreement, their gazes suspiciously morphing into identical ones as Karma.

Oh, dear. Karma rubbing off on people is never good…

"Before you go on, Head. Let me ask. Why us?" Karma asked, his analytical gaze never straying from their captor. "I'm sure there are assassination organizations bigger than us."

"Did I say organization? I said team. Organizations are made of small teams, like partners. They all fight separately. But you all fight as one big team when needed. That's what we need for this mission. And the fact that you have prior knowledge about our type of target."

"Wait. Hold on a minute." Rio held up a hand in the universal halt signal. She raised a perfectly arched eyebrow in annoyance. "So you are just giving us an assassination after all these years? I don't know about you, but I haven't been training as an assassin in the past ten years!"

"You'll have a couple of months to refresh your skills. Besides. The most important reason we need you all to attack this mission is that the target… has tentacles. You understand now why we will not allow you all to refuse this mission."

Silence befell the class as they stared in shock, mouths agape. Karma was frozen. He couldn't move. Tentacles?!... Like Korosensei?

"Like Korosensei, Itona, and I…" Kaede whispered, covering her mouth with a delicate hand as tears flooded her eyes. The project her sister had died in the process of creating…

"We'll take it." Isogai's voice broke through the shocked silence. "We'll take it. Won't we guys?" He glanced around in question. The class's vote was unanimous. They would never, ever, let someone misuse or succumb to tentacles ever again. It was their duty as the students of Korosensei.

"Wait." As even Karma shrugged with approval, a clear voice raised itself from the crowd. Nagisa? Karma glanced at the speaker in surprise as he weaved his way out of the crowd. He wasn't prepared for what he said next.

"Just send me."

Nagisa easily ignored the commotion that his class commenced behind him as his statement registered in their minds. Indignation overwhelmed them, but he was focused solely on his target, perfected from many years of training.

"Just send me." He repeated carefully, staring at the Head challengingly. He couldn't allow the rest of his class to delve into the world of assassination again after they finally forced their normal lives back on track.

The Head pursed his lips, clearly knowing of the identity of the shorter man that stalked towards him purposefully with a steady gait. "I'm afraid I cannot do that-"

"You heard Nakamura-san!" He snapped impatiently, sky eyes flaring, his temper surprising most of the other occupants. "They haven't been training for the past ten years! They shouldn't be caught up in this type of business again! What about their jobs? Their lives?!"

The Head's eyes flared as well with similar stubbornness. "Shiota-san, I realize that you are a professional, but this is a group mission. It's all the better that this is your group as well, but we really do need a group to accept this job."

"You know who I am, Head. And you do realize that I am perfectly capable of taking care of this target all by myself." His identity, which he had been keeping carefully hidden till now, could easily be figured out now by the conversation. Not that it mattered. If his class accepted this perilous mission, his identity would eventually be uncovered anyways. Pushing his insecurity of hiding his occupation aside, he faced his challenge.

"Hey, Nagisa~!" Both the Head and the assassin whipped their heads around at Karma's light voice. "I don't care just what type of professional you are, but," Mercury eyes glinted with assurance. "I'm a professional, too. Don't you forget that. But I'm sure the rest of the class wouldn't let us go by ourselves, either." He sighed good-naturedly with another carefree shrug as the rest grinned in confirmation. Kaede smiled gently, her rosy pink lips curling slightly upwards.

At their enthusiastic faces, Nagisa deflated with a soft smile. Of course. Even if he persuaded the Head, his class would be harder than that… He decided to give in to their wishes. His argument died down rather quickly, but the strategic man knew that it was a losing battle. "Fine…"

The Head seemed to sense this, and his gaze swept over the crowd of young assassins in surprise. Just who are they to have such an effect on the most powerful assassin in the world, Smile? "I expect to see all of you on the mountain again then for more information, tomorrow at 6 o'clock sharp. I'll take care of any problems you have with your jobs so you can work on this mission." He nodded curtly at Karasuma, and silently, all the officials filed out of the campus, leaving a fully reinstated group of assassins behind, left to stare after their retreating backs.

And with that, the next mission of the Assassination Classroom begun.

Yes, yes. This chapter is short, yep, I know. Especially just after hiatus. This might have not been the type of fic you all expected, but I hope everyone enjoys it nevertheless. So sad that this isn't a cliffhanger, but this is my first chapter back, give me a break, would you?

I12Bfree: Are your curiosities satisfied? :) Doesn't Manami sound pretty? She's supposed to seem a lot more mature so I hope her personality isn't too OOC.

Nagisa-x-Kayano: Aww, arigato~ It's people like you who keep my spirit to continue writing! Oh, sorry about no NagiKae yet. It's gonna be later. Let the plot be first.

The Not-So-Ultimate Writer: I fully agree. The ones that I didn't leave on a good cliffhanger did not get as much likes as this one.

Classifiedanime: Thank you! I'm glad you ship NagiKae too! Honestly, this fandom has too many Karmagisa stories to count *shivers*.

Hyuuga Hitomichan: Yes, Sugino and Kanzaki appear, but they will not be prominent. XD The reason why Karma and Manami are already married was because I didn't want to write two love stories at the same time. Call me lazy but, this is the easy way out lol. Btw, I feel like I've seen you somewhere before. Remind me?

Guest: Sorry about the hiatus. Hope you liked the new chapter?

So, yep! Once again, sorry about the length of this chapter. It doesn't even cut 2k without the author's note.

Anyways, sorry if you expected this to be different. I hope you continue reading nonetheless. I mean, I like twists. In my other story, a school fic turns into an army camp… ha ha *sweatdrop*

I beg you all to review~

...And...and if you do, I'll give you...idk...what do you guys want? Cookies? :)

~Hana