Yellow Experience

I welcome thee to chapter three. I've made up my mind about what I've told you last chapter, a few members of la Squadra di Esecuzione will have a role in the story. Guess who? With that set in stone I'll continue just as planned. Small spoiler now, Karma returns from suspension. Also, I finally got a reply that involves a question! Those replies are those I'll comment on, I'm grateful for all other replies too though.

Answer to Interesting: Giorno said it because in this story he doesn't think positively about the mafia. His dream is to take over the mafia, or in Japan the Yakuza because he has seen all about the bad side. Giorno doesn't believe the police will ever curb them so he wants to take over the Yakuza himself. Once Giorno takes over all factions he'll unite them to one and impose his rules on the members, like no more violence against civilians, no more drug trafficking etc. His Stand is still [Gold Experience] as in canon, just a different name. [Ougon no tomodachi] can be translated into [Golden Friend]. This Stand name reflects Giorno's loneliness until meeting Karma and Nagisa. In canon the mobster Giorno saved provided him a better childhood, Giorno experienced moments and memories of gold. In this reality where he lives in Japan all that didn't happen.

Now to the story.

I do not own JoJo's Bizarre Adventure or Assassination Classroom

Chapter 3: Different Delinquents

It was this school year's third day. Thanks to Haruno's help Nagisa was finally able to manifest his own Stand at will. It only took one day of training to shorten the manifestation time to an instant. Korosensei didn't know about the Stand.

Korosensei was eating shaved ice outside, made from ice from the north pole. A few of his students prepared a sneak attack on him. Haruno didn't join. If he joined them the teacher would definitely run away.

"Korosensei~ let us have some shaved ice too!" they pleaded with smiling faces, approaching their target with quick steps. Once they closed in enough they kept the smiles, but not the friendliness.

"Your smiles were a bit forced. That wasn't enough to catch me off guard." the yellow man informed with his own smiling face. "I'll leave these dangerous Anti-Sensei knives over here."

He had snatched the knives off of his students and replaced them with flowers faster than they could notice. "Please admire those flowers and learn from their smiling faces."

Those students were confused at first, wondering when exactly the knives had been replaced. Then realization hit the female assassins, forcing them to snap at their teacher. "Hey! Wait a second, Korosensei! Those are the flowers that our class had been growing!"

"Nyuuaa! A-are they?" the octopus man panicked, upset he'd destroyed his students' work.

"That's horrible, Korosensei! Even though we had put so much care into them, and they finally bloomed…" That was Yada Touka.

"I-I'm very sorry! I'll go get some new plant bulbs right now!" Korosensei promised in a very agitated manner, about to leave at Mach 20.

"That won't be necessary." Haruno told, making Korosensei stay. "I've already given new life to the flowerbed."

Everyone looked at the new and exotic flowers growing out of the flowerbed. Colorful flowers from all continents and climates. Some shouldn't technically be growing from there.

"Oooooh, how beautiful!" the girls beamed, stars in their eyes and hands folded together in front of their chest. "Thank you Haruno-kun!"

Haruno didn't care about the girls fawning all over him and boys amazed by his ability. The blond solely focused on his teacher. "Luckily my power allows me to fix this. How will you apologize to the class though, what if I didn't have my power?"

Korosensei visibly sweated. The delinquent's mind games had an effect on him.

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Karasuma Tadaomi walked up the small mountain. Arriving at the top, Kayano Kaede carrying sticks met him. "Ah, Karasuma-san! Hello!"

"Hello." the government agent stoically greeted her back. "From tomorrow on, I'll also assist all of you as a teacher, P.E. teacher to be exact. I look forward to working with you."

"Is that so? Then you'll be Karasuma-sensei from here on!" Kaede cheerfully named him.

"By the way, where is he?" the agent asked, referring to his future colleague.

"Well, uhm, Korosensei ended up damaging the class' flowerbed, but as a means of apologizing…" She explained, getting cut off by a shouting Okajima Taiga.

"Ooooi! We brought the sticks and rope!"

Karasuma couldn't believe his eyes. The earth's no. 1 enemy was swinging on a tree while binded, evading spear attacks from his students. Apparently the tall blond boy pressured him into a handicap assassination rally after the yellow man damaged the class' flowerbed on the condition that the Stand user may not participate himself. Even with such a handicap the octopus man looked down on his students.

'Can you even call this an assassination anymore?!' Tadaomi thought, narrowing his eyebrows and clenching his teeth in annoyance. The creature simply toyed with them. 'And he was even talked into this by his own damn student!'

As Nagisa wrote another weakness of their teacher into his notebook the branch where Korosensei was hanging from snapped.

"Eaaah!" Korosensei exclaimed, falling face first onto the ground. "Haruno-kun, was that your work?"

"No, I haven't done anything this time." the blond told the truth, displaying his palms.

"Now! Get him!" his hunters yelled, going after the even more handicapped teacher.

"Nyuuaah! I screwed up!" the yellow man comically screamed, trying to escape on his tentacles. He was having some problems. "Wait, hold on! M-my tentacles are all tangled up in the rope!"

Before almost getting stabbed and dying for real the octopus man managed to untangle himself and jump on top of the school roof, escaping to safety.

"Dammit! He got himself out of it!"

"You guys can't follow me up here! Our basic characteristics are different, stupid~!" Korosensei gloated in safety, jumping provocatively on the spot.

"Urg! And we almost had him!" Kimura Masayoshi, also known as Justice complained, sweating from the thrill.

Korosensei jumped so much it took the breath out of him. He huffed and puffed. "Starting tomorrow, there'll be twice as much homework." the teacher announced before disappearing at Mach 20.

"He ran away…" Mimura Kouki muttered, out of breath himself.

"But that's the closest we've gotten to killing him so far." Hayami Rinka bargained, not wanting to get negative spirited.

Moments later the active assassins couldn't care less about what happened moments ago, talking about future chances and whatever they'd buy with the bounty.

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The next day was different. Class 3-E had a new, different P.E. teacher and his methods were also different, different from the former teacher's methods. Currently Karasuma Tadaomi made his new students perform sets of knife stabs of 8.

"Swing your knives through 8 strikes! No matter how you stand, don't lose your balance!" he instructed loudly from the sidelines. Earlier he had banished Korosensei into the sandbox.

"Karasuma-sensei, is there a reason for this sort of practice?" Maehara Hiroto asked after the government agent allowed the class a short break.

"Studying and assassination are the same. Their usefulness is determined by learning the fundamentals." the agent answered, pointing at two students. "For example… Isogai-kun, Maehara-kun, try attacking me with those knives."

Both boys hesitated. "Are you sure? Either of us?"

"Those knives don't cause any damage to humans." Karasuma reassured, loosening his tie and unbottoning the upper part of his shirt. "If you so much as graze me, then we'll end class for today."

"In that case!" Isogai Yuuma darted forward, attempting to strike his teacher. His speed was impressive but the trained soldier easily dodged his knife.

"Well then." he said, having moved out of the surprised Isogai's range. Maehara attacked him next, though Karasuma easily parried his strike with one hand and also dodged Isogai's next attempt. "With this low level of skill even I can handle your amateur knifework."

His class was impressed, watching in awe. Even Haruno wondered if he could match his teacher. The blond was a gifted fist fighter, he never fought with weapons other than at times his Stand.

Hiroto and Yuuma tried one last strike, a futile attempt. Tadaomi grabbed their wielding wrist, flipping them onto the ground. "You understand that if you can't hit me, the probability of success against his Mach 20 is very low… well, unless you're Haruno-kun."

"Take a look." he lectured, pointing at Korosensei in the sandboy. "While we're working on offence and defence, that guy constructed Osaka Castle in the sandbox, and on top of that, changed his clothes and is performing a tea ceremony."

"If everyone in the class reaches a level where they can hit me, then at least the success rate of your assassinations will increase." Karasuma helped Isogai and Maehara stand up. "There are many fundamentals necessary for assassination, like knives and shooting. During P.E. I will teach them to you."

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The class had been given another break. Haruno, Nagisa and Sugino were talking. Suddenly they noticed a familiar person's presence. It belonged to a tall and handsome red-haired boy, drinking from a pack of juice. He bore a mysterious smile on his face. Only one person fit that description.

"Karma-kun, you're back!"

"Yo, Nagisa-kun. Been a while." Karma calmly greeted, his eyes closed. He opened his eyes while greeting the next person. "So you're here too now, huh, Haruno-kun? That Asano has finally found a reason to throw you out of 3-A. Well at least you're here and not thrown outta Kunugigaoka."

Haruno narrowed his eyes. As Karma's best friend he knew he acted oddly. "Glad to have you back, my scheming friend."

Karma's eyes opened up further. "As expected Haruno-kun, always reading everyone, even your best friend." the redhead observed, his lips curling into a slight smirk.

"You would be Akabane Karma-kun, right? I've heard your suspension ended today." the octopus man interrupted, approaching his missing student. "You really shouldn't be late on your first day."

"Aha, so you must be that Korosensei I've been told about. Amazing, you do really look like an octopus." While the other delinquent had some interest in the yellow man he greatly exaggerated it with his way of talking. He extended his hand. "I'll be more relaxed if you use my first name. Anyways, nice to meet you Sensei!"

"Same here. Let's have an interesting year." Korosensei returned the gesture. He certainly didn't expect his handshake tentacle to explode.

With the surprise still in effect an Anti-Sensei knife shot out of Karma's sleeve, forcing the teacher to fall back. Everyone noticed, staring at the two in disbelief, wondering if Karma also had the same mysterious power as Haruno.

"Before you guys ask, no, I am not like Haruno-kun." he confirmed, revealing his palm. "I cut these special knives into small pieces and attached them onto my palm. Sensei is really fast, and those knives truly do work against him. But to be deceived by such a simple trick, jumping back that far. Isn't he a bit too afraid?"

The redhead wasn't afraid of letting his sharp tongue loose. He was put into 3-E not just for violence.

"I've heard you're called Korosensei because you're unkillable but…" the delinquent spoke, drawing closer with each word. "What's thiiiis? Sensei, could you actually be an easy target?"

Korosensei's yellow skin darkened, veins appearing on it. That Karma was quite a character. Like Haruno he was a delinquent. While weaker, the redhead was more ferocious and disrespectful, especially disrespectful. Unlike Haruno he actively disrespected a teacher's authority, not passively. At least the blond wouldn't intentionally provoke him. That entrance of the troublesome student took away some of the control he held over his class. Would he lose control over the classroom that would be catastrophic. Karma made him angry.

"Watch what you're saying." the yellow man lowly hissed. "One lucky hit doesn't allow you to take over as the boss. Haruno-kun is ten times the threat you are and he doesn't become arrogant like you. Easy target you say? You better make me one then! Until you're as good as an assassin enough to say that, watch what you're saying."

If dealing with the Stand user taught the octopus man one thing, it was that one could be strong and still not overstep his boundaries. At that stage Karma was a worse Haruno. As a teacher he had to fix that, even if it meant getting scary.

Karma found himself overwhelmed by that monster's intense aura. But that didn't scare him off, it only made him push through with his own methods even more. "I see. So that's how it is. You're scared you're gonna lose control over us. You want to keep us within your grasp but there's only so much you're allowed to do." he figured, grinning sadistically. "Then I'll play into your fears. I'll defy you whenever I get the chance and block every single attempt of you trying to control me. I'll kill you as a teacher, and when you no longer have control over any of us I'll kill you as the monster you are."

Akabane Karma's most distinctive and dominant personality traits were his desire for freedom and independence. This desire couldn't be quelled. Upon realizing that Korosensei said nothing more, keeping quiet until the next lesson. According to some sayings those who stop arguing first are more wise. He wouldn't allow the redhead to assert dominance over him through provocations any longer.

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The class was taking a test, now with another student. Korosensei kept his irritation to himself, softly punching the wall.

Back in the last row Karma sat next to Terasaka, both the most unruly students. "Yo, Karma. Don't come crying to us when you get that monster mad." Terasaka tried to tease his bench neighbor.

"It would've been better if you stayed secluded at home again." Muramatsu Takuya sneered with a cheeky grin.

Attempts at irritating the redhead almost never worked. Rather he'd be the one to trigger others. "If you were about to be killed, of course you'd be angry. That's different from failing and wetting oneself, Terasaka." the delinquent shot back with a feisty smirk, getting Terasaka to become angry and embarrassed.

"Wh-! I didn't piss myself! Bastard, you looking for a fight!" the triggered boy exclaimed, slamming his fist on his desk.

"Hey, you over there! Don't make a ruckus during the test!" the yellow man loudly scolded, forcing Terasaka to get ahold of himself.

"Sorry, Korosensei~. You see, I already finished, sooo I'll just eat gelato and be quiet." Karma fake-apologized.

"You can't do something like that during class. Honestly, where did you buy-" the octopus man spoke, cutting himself off after realizing the redhead didn't buy but rather steal the ice cream. "Tha- That's the one I bought in Italy yesterday!"

"Ah, soooorry. I found it refrigerating in the facility room." Karma continued, fanning the flames.

"This cannot be settled with an apology! Especially after I went through so much trouble flying through the stratosphere so the gelato wouldn't melt." the teacher comically snapped, the second part a bit more seriously. "Plus, the faculty room is off limits for students!"

Sticking his tongue out, the delinquent had very much fun ticking off his teacher. "Heh, what will you do? Hit me?"

A tick mark formed on Korosensei's forehead. Karma was being difficult, really difficult but he had to keep his cool as a good teacher. His smile didn't change, though that was only his exterior. "Of course not… I will just eat what's left."

While walking towards his unruly student to retrieve his gelato ice cream he felt his tentacle melt out of nowhere. Investigating the cause, he found out the redhead had thrown Anti-Sensei pellets on the floor.

"Ahaha~, fooled you again!" the delinquent shouted, firing from his pistol as his teacher was distracted from the stray bullets on the floor. Nevertheless he wasn't a planetary threat for nothing, getting out of the bullets' trajectory without too much difficulty.

Karma didn't manage to hit him, though that didn't demoralize him. "I'll use these sorts of tricks however many times it takes. I don't care about interfering with class. If you don't like it, kill me and my parents." he stated in a challenging tone. "But from that moment on, no one will view you as a teacher anymore. You'll just be a murderous monster. Just like I told you earlier, I will kill your existence as a teacher." That last part was spoken with darkened eyes and a murderous grin. While speaking he also stabbed his teacher with the gelato.

His provocation over, the redhead transformed his expression into a more harmless one, closed eyes and a big smile. "Here's my test. The answers are probably all correct."

Handing the sheet over to the yellow man, the delinquent walked out of the classroom. "Bye Sensei~, let's play again tomorrow!"

With that the first student left home.

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School finished for the day, Haruno and Nagisa parted with Sugino and a few other 3-E boys, walking into the train station near Kunugigaoka school. Two third years from Kunugigaoka Junior High saw the two friends walking. If it wasn't for the blond's presence they'd talk smack about the bluenette. Scared of the muscular boy they kept their mouths shut.

Passing the unfriendly students the pair spotted the boy who'd left earlier. "Hey, Karma-kun. Are you often hanging around the train station?" Nagisa greeted, wondering why the redhead was there. The three hadn't planned to hang around that day.

"Yo, Nagisa-kun, Haruno-kun." Karma greeted back in a polite manner. "Just felt like it, but I also wanna ask you some things. Do you know Korosensei pretty well?"

"Y-yeah, sort of." Nagisa reluctantly answered. He knew about some of his weaknesses, but not too much about his personality other than him being a great teacher.

"Do you think he'd get angry if I called him an octopus or something like that?" the delinquent wanted to know, excited about all the possibilities on how he could get under the yellow man's skin.

"Nah, he compares himself to an octopus regularly. If anything it'd be the opposite." Haruno replied, shaking his head.

"I seeee. I've thought of something nasty." Karma casually told, grinning cruelly. His friends were worried.

"Karma-kun… What are you planning to do next?" the bluenette inquired, afraid the redhead would do something reckless.

A train was approaching. "You know, I'm happy. I'd be wondering what I would do if he were just a monster, but with him unexpectedly being an upstanding teacher…" The train passed Karma, letting his hair blow in the gust of wind created by its speed and momentum, as well as throwing shade onto him. "I'll be able to kill a proper teacher since the previous one went and died of his own accord."

Haruno understood. The blond had talked with the redhead about the reason of Karma's demotion to Class 3-E. He understood the reason for his fellow delinquent's dislike for teacher. He understood, but he didn't agree with it. "You're still thinking about that old teacher of yours? Even after you trashed his office?"

"Nah, he's dead to me." Karma said with an expressionless face. Haruno disagreed.

"To me it looks like he's still living in your head, rent free." the blond refuted. "If he was dead to you you wouldn't have that foul killing intent."

Getting what he was referring to, the redhead shrugged, rubbing his forehead. "Eh, so what if I kill him as a teacher? They said we could kill him whatever way we want. Am I in the wrong?"

Shaking his blond head, Haruno went to explain it himself. "You're looking at it the wrong way. How has he wronged you as a teacher? Why do you insist on killing him as a teacher while also insisting that your old teacher is dead to you? That seems contradictory."

"That's simple, I don't trust him. I barely know him, who knows if he'll turn out to be just another asshole teacher." Karma stated his reason, evidently still reminded of his former teacher. "But what about you, why do you think it's bad to kill him as a teacher? Does that have something to do with your own morals?"

The blond looked at the redhead's face in a convincing manner. While not wanting to force his opinion onto his friend he wanted to make him understand something important. "I want to kill him as a monster. As a monster he's wronging me by living and therefore getting in the way of my dream. But as a teacher he hasn't done anything wrong to me. Well, except for giving me homework but that's no reason to kill someone, is it?" the muscular boy reasoned, chuckling at the last part. "Listen Karma, I'm not gonna force you to anything but please find out whether Korosensei is an objectively bad teacher before you kill him. Take it as a piece of advice from your friend."

Karma's view faced downwards, conflicted. While he didn't fancy the control Korosensei wanted over the class at all Haruno didn't have a problem with it. Haruno also had a point, Karma had no proof about Korosensei being a bad teacher who was dishonest and would throw his students away like trash. "I'll consider it." he merely said, quietly changing his plans.

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"Good morning!"

Korosensei stepped into his classroom, finding his front row students sweating nervously without a sound. "Hm? What's the matter everyone?"

He then found the reason as to why they were quiet. An actual octopus was lying dead on his desk, stabbed with an actual metal knife.

"Ahhh, sorry~! I mistook this one for you and ended up killing it. Why don't you bring it over here so I can throw both of you in the trash, where you belong!" Karma admitted his guilt, his attitude like the day before. 'Come, Korosensei! Now that I've made clear what I think of you come and let me know what kind of teacher you are. Give me a wrong answer and I'll kill your spirit, bit by bit.'

Korosensei unexpectedly turned his tentacles into drills by rotating them at high speed. He then disappeared and reappeared in a flash, bringing an active missile with him. The delinquent was confused, what was his teacher up to?

"Allow me to show you, Karma-kun. The power of these drill tentacles and the heat of this missile snatched from the Self-Defense Force."

The last thing the redhead saw was the yellow man doing something to the dead octopus with his drill tentacles over the missile's fire. Everything else happened too quickly to properly witness.

Suddenly something hot slighty hurt his lips and teeth. Karma violently spat out a hot piece of takoyaki.

"That complexion comes from not having eaten breakfast, doesn't it?" the octopus man asked a rhetorical question. "I have made takoyaki with my Mach speed. If you eat this, you'll come closer to being a healthy child."

Staring at his teacher with wide eyes Karma didn't move his body. Korosensei's words of him being arrogant and easy to throw out baseless claims like 'easy target' clearly held enormous weight. The atmosphere around him felt distorted.

"You know, Karma-kun, I am a teacher who performs maintenance and improvements. On the dull and rusted blades of assassins for example." Korosensei spoke, putting takoyaki into his own mouth. "You should come at me each day with a serious intent to kill. And each time I will improve you."

Those words sounded genuine but scary. With an air of real readiness to help but also with an air of warning. The redhead's body language signalized he was on the defensive.

"Before school lets out, I will polish your body and spirit until they shine." the teacher finally promised in an intimidating manner before returning to the front for lesson.

'You say all this, but do you really mean it? I'll have to see whether Haruno is right.' the delinquent thought. He'd find out that day.

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Over the course of that day Karma tried assassinating the yellow man multiple times, spectacularly failing each time. Not just that, the octopus man also humiliated him by toying with the boy so fast he couldn't react. Hair cuts, nail polish, aprons and all. No resistance possible. With class over, he'd try one more time.

The redhead had picked the location, a place where the mountain rapidly descended into a slope a few meters further away. Korosensei would come, he'd never neglect a student.

"Korosensei, you're a teacher, right?" the delinquent asked. Korosensei didn't know why he'd asked such a simple question.

"Yes?"

Karma smiled confidently. "So would a teacher put his life on the line to protect his students?"

"Of course. A teacher's a teacher after all." the yellow man assured him, smiling as always.

"I see. That's good, in that case I can definitely" the redhead declared, letting himself fall backwards onto the slope. He still bore that confident smile while falling. "Kill you!"

'If you come and save me from falling, I'll shoot and kill you. If you let me die without helping, then your existence as a teacher will be destroyed! So what is it, o Korosensei? What kind of teacher are you really?' the redhead thought in midair, eagerly expecting his teacher's decision.

Still in thought, thinking about how he'd lost all respect for his old teacher. The delinquent's thoughts and fall were interrupted. A soft but sticky web had caught him. That net was made by the octopus man extending his tentacles and forming a web.

"Karma-kun, the deliberation you put into the assassination was magnificent." the rescuing teacher praised. "If I had rescued you at the speed of sound, your body wouldn't have been able to withstand it. On the other hand, if I took my time saving you, I would be shot in the interim. So, Sensei tried using some stickiness."

Karma was still recovering from the surprise rescue, not saying anything.

"Like this, you can't shoot me. Nurufufufufufu!" Korosensei teased before realizing he had to tell something much more important. "Ah, by the way, for me the option to abandon you doesn't exist. Believe in me and jump whenever you like."

For the first time that day Karma let himself smile sincerely, glad to have seen his teacher's true nature. 'Haruno, I was right following your advice.'

He'd been unable to kill his teacher but that didn't matter anymore. Korosensei turned into a respectable teacher for him, he wouldn't kill those.

"…Just you wait, I'll kill you tomorrow." As a monster, not a teacher.

Here we are, the end of this chapter. How'd you like it? Giorno helped Karma get over his problem with teachers. He understands trouble peopled really well due to being troubled himself. Plus, there's a connection between the two that goes beyond both being strong and feared delinquents. They are best bros, I'll try to include them as often as I can in the story. Also I once thought about giving Karma a Stand but decided against it. Hope you're not too disappointed about it.

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