Hello guys, I know I'm incredibely late but at last, here is the next chapter! We are finally having a (although small) break from school and I managed to finish this! It's longer than usual chapters which I think you all will welcome :D

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Third Person's P.O.V.

Asano Gakushuu wasn't as perfect as everyone expected him to be. Sure, when it cames to grades, sports and charms, there was hardly any flaw anyone could find. He made sure to study every day, every time he could to stay the best, not even once skipping the classes or judo and any other sport trainings keep fit, fast and strong. But the thing is - he never hesitated to use underhanded tactics to achieve his goals, despite it being his principle to fight fair and square, and lied when he deemes it to be neccesary. Which was quite often, honestly. When he manipulated his classmates and even teachers, for example.

Or like now.

Karma was sending him death glares for waking him up not half an hour later but an hour later. It seems the younger one had his phone as well (no signal, however) and checked the time.

Really, what a drama queen.

It's not like the strawberry had done it out of any ill intention, quite the opposite. He wanted to give the redhead enough time to rest up because he knew that once awake, Karma would very gladly go and strain himself while happily singing that he was oh "so fine".

Overprotective, exaggerating and irrationally melodramatic?

Yes, his younger brother would deadpan, incredibely annoyed.

No, Asano would say, smacking him while explaining why he was right and Karma wasn't.

Either way, they were all back at feet again, heading to the potential hideaway which Nagisa has found while going on his patrol earlier. It was truly too fortunate to stumble on one immediately, but none of them said anything and Asano silently rejoiced when he saw a large, hollow trunk with enough space.

"Shelter - check. What now?" The redhead snickered sarcastically, looking at his classmate.

The said boy just shrugged, offering a somewhat reassuring smile despite not having any plan either. Gakushuu decided to stick to his part of this play and stayed away from them, walking behind. The two E-class students were joking about how "comfortable and safe" this place seemed.

"I mean seriously, how is a tree trunk going to save us from that guy's bombs and whatever else he has?" Karma exclaimed in what sounded like absolutely amused tone but his older brother has heard it too many times already to be fooled. More than anything else, it was a serious question.

"Can you two please be silent for a bit," Asano finally snapped, not wanting to hear any of the complaints anymore. Sure, they were exasperated and scared, but so was he.

However, it most certainly did not seem like Akabane wanted to comply. He cocked his head and grinned at the strawberry blonde: "What is it, Asano-kun? Afraid?" he slowly walked closer. "Don't worry, if you stick to us, we will surely prote-"

The boy stopped out of sudden, looking very focused and frowning. His lack of words baffled the strawberry haired student but he didn't dare say anything as the boy still seemed like he was thinking about something really hard.

A whole minute passed and Asano just didn't care anymore: "What?"

"Did you hear that?" his tone was careful, eyes still darting from one place to another in search of... something.

"Hear what?" Nagisa Shiota joined the conversation.

"A click. I think I heard a click. Something," his brows furrowed but then relaxed: Or maybe I just... imagined it or something. Yeah," Karma waved his hand, wearing a cheerful expression again. He looked around once again but then quickly beckoned his friends to nestle in the tree trunk.

Now, they were sitting ducks.

Awkward silence befell on the three and since Gakushuu had nothing better to do, he returned to the core of this all.

"Who is that guy?"

Both the E-class students inconspiciously (or at least they tried, a certain person noticed anyway) glanced at each other. Asano realized that there was, obviously, something they knew but he did not which irritated him to no end.

"We don't know," finally, the blue haired boy answered. His words sounded true but there again, so did Gakushuu's when he lied.

"But you know what he wants," he pressed the matter harder.

Their body language was quite well controlled but there were small indications of nervosity which the A-class student did not miss.

"And you have it, don't you, Akabane?"

His younger brother rolled his eyes, sighing as if in defeat. The older one took it that Karma was just trying to buy himself more time to think of a legit excuse though: "Whatever are you talking about, oh-you-great Asano-kun?"

Despite his act being flawless this time, the hesitation from before was enough of an answer to Gakushuu. He wondered what that thing could have been that someone would put so much effort into getting it. Money? No, he rejected that idea, where would the E-class get it from.

He searched for anything plausible - some artefact? Or secret information? No matter what he thought of, none fitted completely to what was happening.

"What could the infamous End class have in possession to draw attention of a, what should I call him, complete madman? As the student president and also someone who was unwillingly dragged into this situation, I demand to know. Now."

Karma snorted at that: "Unwillingly? You ran after us and the last time I checked, Nagisa-kun isn't capable of dragging people who are twice as much taller than him against their will," He turned at the said boy: "Sorry, Nagisa,"

"For what? Calling me weak or short?"

"I didn't exactly say that!"

"You implied it! Come on, Karma-kun, you know that's not funny."

And yet the bluehead grinned.

"Actually! I-"

"Enough with that, we have more important things to discuss!" they were interrupted by a certain person whose veins started popping on his left temple.

"You are being too tense, Asano-kun. Loosen up!" The redhaired deliquent grinned. It was hard to say whether it was his way of reassuring the other or to piss him off even more. Because seriously.

"Loosen up?! There's a guy with explosives going after us and you tell me to loosen up?!"

Gakushuu couldn't deal with this shit anymore. This whole situation was unlogical, totally insane and he hated things that didn't make sence. Never, ever, have things not made sense to him. Therefore, this was painful and unbearable.

"He's right, though, Asano-kun. There is nothing we can do at this moment," Nagisa nodded in agreement. "So we should calm down instead of flipping out.

The strawberry blonde stared at the bluenette for a very long time, very well aware of the fact that his glare was quite threatening. He already hated this boy. Apart from the fact that he was defying the student president, daring to speak to him so disrespectfully, he was too... ordinary, almost dense, Asano would probably say. Also, that wanna be kind attitude of his was pissing him off, it felt as though he counted on that everyone would succumb to his 'angelic smile', as if he thought of himself to be a pure and loveable being.

It disgusted him.

And so did his brother's friendship with that failure.

Asano rolled his eyes in pure disdain and stood up, leaving before his brain would rot from all the stupidity inside.

Despite it being probably past three a.m., he could already see quite well in the morning light. The air wasn't chilly at all but a little humid which in a way irritated him. The boy stood in front of the hideout for some time, breathing in and out, his mind completely blank. He would get his answers later from his younger brother, for now, they were going to stay somewhere safe and hopefully survive whatever was happening.


While the strawberry blonde was taking his time outside, the two E-class were discussing their options.

"I think we're in trouble," Karma said casually, his eyes scanning outside to make sure Gakushuu didn't hear them.

"You think?!" the bluenette shrieked with horror in his eyes. "We are lost in a forest with an assassin chasing after us and Koro-sensei in the pitiful state he is now, with Asano-kun who doesn't and mustn't know about him, and you think we are in trouble?!"

The other one chuckled nervously, knowing full well just in what shit he got himself to.

"Don't laugh! Karma-kun, I'm serious, what do we do?!" Nagisa-kun carried on his rant, despite him being the one to tell the student council president not to "flip out" just a while ago. He did a good job maintaining his composure but frankly speaking, he was panicking - maybe even more than the other two together.

Although the redhead seemed absolutely unfazed, his thoughts were racing as well, yet putting that calm mask down was not something he could do.

"Why did you come after me?" he asked finally, biting his lip.

"What?" the confusion was apparent in the other's eyes.

"You were supposed to stay behind," Karma started, not knowing what exactly he was trying to imply because honestly, had they not come, he would have been probably long ago caught and gutted by that guy. But at least, then only he would be gutted, not Nagisa, not Gakushuu.

"I should have been alone. You shouldn't have gone after me. Ugh, Nagisa-kun, you utter idiot, why?"

The blue haired boy's face was full of surprise, a small smile breaking on his lip: "You are worried."

"Of course I am!" he snapped.

Well, that is new, the smaller one remarked internally, aware of the fact that it actually wasn't new.

"You know, Karma-kun, even if I hadn't, Asano-kun still would. For some reason he decided to chase after you two as well, so letting him go alone wouldn't do. Besides, you are my friend. Friends are supposed to stick together and protect each other."

"That's right, Karma-kun! Only with friends and allies can you stand against the enemy!" A familiar, obnoxious voice suddenly interrupted their conversation and both of the boys turned their attention to it.

The redhead has almost forgotten - the reason they were on a runaway - Koro-sensei was still in his pocket. He took the orb out, revealing the strange form of their teacher. He was wearing an optimistic smile which annoyed the heck out of his students.

"Oh thank goodness, I thought I was going to suffocate!" he exclaimed after finally getting to see something different than absolutely nothing.

"You do realize what position we are in, don't you?" Karma asked with his tone dangerously low.

"Of course, I was here the whole time! And I heard everything you said!"

At that, the deliquent remembered his conversation with his older brother, slightly paling. No mention of their relation, right? They were also speaking in Latin... did Koro-sensei know Latin? He didn't know. Heck, how could he be so reckless?!

"Great, so tell us Koro-sensei, what should we do from now on?" The bluenette was oblivious of the inner conflict of his fellow classmate, which was great by the way, because Karma wasn't sure just how much more he would be able to withstand.

Sweatdrops started running down the octopus' face, his eyes darting from one place to another.

"What are we going to do!" Nagisa-kun shook the orb a few times, demanding an answer.

"I DON'T KNOW!" their teacher at last replied, a strong stream of tears running down his... whatever it was - face? Body?

While pitifuly sobbing, he explained: "My dear students, as long as I am in this form, I cannot help you. The wisest option would be to hand me over to the assassin, he might get tired of goin-"

"Out of question," Karma cut him off immediately, "we didn't put so much into this whole trip just to let you get taken by some random guy. No. Not happening, not after all the class has done."

Those words made Nagisa reconsider his last two years he had known Akabane. Of course, he knew that the boy was actually very caring despite his cold, devilish reputation, yet to see him openly show affection, so eagerly trying to protect his and the whole class' effort, giving them another chance to assassinate Koro-sensei when he transformed back- it warmed his heart.

"But then! You three will be in danger! And sensei won't be there to-"

"We can manage, no, Nagisa-kun?" the redhead smiled reassuringly at his friend, getting a nod. Although both of them were quite frightened just a while ago, the small conversation they just had with their teacher gave them newly found resolution.

"We should be fine, but..." The bluenette's gaze wandered outside, "Asano-kun - what do we do about him?"

"He will be fine too, that guy's a martial arts master. The problem are his constant questions. Koro-sensei, we can't keep him in dark for too long and when you transform back- what then? He's not stupid so we need a lie good enough for him to buy."

For a long time, none of them said a thing.

"Indeed, Asano-kun is a great problem," the yellow octopus sighed, "ugh, this is too hard! I could try hypnotising him?" It sounded like a joke but he was actually serious.

The two teenagers didn't know that, of course, glaring holes into their teacher at the stupid suggestion. Suddenly, the shortest one yawned - it was very late (or actually early) after all.

Noticing that, Karma sighed: "Koro-sensei, for now just stay quiet. Don't speak, do not do anything at all. If you do, I swear I will put hundred seaslugs and worms on you."

And ignoring the shriek, he put sensei into his best friend's hands: "You take him, I'm not good at keeping things."

The truth was, he did not want to have anyone listening to his private chats with a certain strawberry blonde. Nagisa only nodded and hid the orb in his pants pocket.

"Nagisa-kun, take a nap, you're tired. I will be on watch," the younger one (yes, he was younger since he did skip a year) announced.

"But you're injured and also ti-"

"I slept a while ago, I'm fine. The concussion is nothing I can't bear with. Now sleep while you can."

And with that, he shoved the runt down, not giving him a chance to protest. Although Nagisa felt guilty about having to leave his friend on his own (or not really, Asano-kun was there too), he indeed was almost seeing double, with him not being used to sleep deprivation.

Two minutes later he was out cold.

Karma made himself comfortable, leaning on the trunk and closing his eyes. His shoulder was killing him and so was his head. Okay, he said it was nothing he couldn't withstand, which is true, but neither did it feel any better. Instead, he found it harder and harder to focus, to think of any plan at all. Fighting also didn't seem as much of a good idea because if he were to just stand up now, it would take him a while before his vision stopped swimming.

He stayed motionless and did his best to distract himself from the physical pain, making up excuses to tell his older brother. Alas, as mentioned, thinking straight was now not very easy.

The boy most certainly did not intend to drift unconscioussness since he was supposed to be on guard but his body screamed otherwise. Occasionally he would pinch himself, open his eyes again, but every time the dizziness and fatigue hit him harder and harder, until he unwillingly drifted into unconscioussness.


Gakushuu wandered around just for the sake of doing something. Sitting or standing in one place left him feel absolutely powerless and useless. He needed to move, let the frustration out. He took at least ten minutes doing that and when he realized just how long he left the other two unsupervised, he returned back.

Or at least he tried to.

"Don't move," a rough, deep voice ordered him, pinning a cold blade under his chin.

Gakushuu cursed mentally, realizing what was happening.