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Time For Love	By : Kakashifan727 Category: -Misc Anime > Het - Male/Female Views: 2963 -:- Recommendations : 0 -:- Currently Reading : 0
Disclaimer: I do not own Assassination Classroom, or any of its characters. AC is owned by Shounen Jump and Yusei Matsui. I only own my SI/OC. I make no profit off of this work.

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You open your eyes to a blurred mess of shapes and colors, your head feeling like it is going to split open as pain throbs against your temples. You feel something cold and hard lying against you, supporting your prone form. What? You can’t really remember too much at the moment, any attempt at focusing broken by the pain in your head. You remember the explosion, and using yourself as shield, but after that...Nothing. The sounds of fingers tapping steadily against computer keys reach your right ear; though you do not see anything within your current field of vision. You do notice that your body feels tired, aches spreading across your limbs as you slowly move to sit up. A groan escapes your mouth, your hands frantically moving about along the bottoms of the surface. Your fingers curl around a familiar small piece of plastic, the feeling of the material of your glasses ingrained into your muscle memory. You gently put them over your nose, blinking a few times as the world comes into much needed focus.

“...” You can only let out a small exhale, the usual wooden floors and walls of the staff room calming your nerves slightly. Hadn’t you been in the classroom? The sound of clicking stops suddenly, causing you to turn your head to the right, Karasuma and his laptop finally entering your field of view. He only stares at you with a worried expression, the sound of his chair scraping against the floor as he moves it.

“You’re awake...How do you feel?” He asks gruffly, though you can notice the concern in his voice. He really isn’t a bad guy, just shy ...You thought. You attempt to move your body to face him; in an attempt to be polite and make eye contact as best you can, aches erupting out of your strained muscles as you swing your legs around. Your heart skips a beat as you feel yourself slip off of the smooth surface, your body falling to the floor with a loud thump. Thankfully it wasn’t too big of a fall; only a few inches, but the added jolt did nothing for your aching body, a small groan of pain escaping your lips. You hear a pained sigh erupt out of his mouth, his footsteps hurried as you push off of your hands to right yourself on your own. You notice then, your wrists are covered in bandages, which run all the way up to your arms from what you can feel under your blazer, making a twinge of anxiety pulse through you. What exactly happened after you passed out? You shakily stand up, wobbling a couple steps before a firm hand grabs you by the shoulder.

“Ah...Sorry. Didn’t mean to...cause trouble...” You mutter, an embarrassed flush spreading across your face. The physical education teacher only shakes his head, his eyes roaming over your form worriedly.

“Geez, are you alright? Take it easy and rest for the day...” He responds, a worried look crossing over your face. But what about classes? You mention as much to your colleague, who only gives you an odd smile as he guides you to a chair to sit down in.

“The day can’t be over yet, right? Aren’t I in charge of the remaining classes for the day?”

“Don’t worry about that. Korosensei is taking over your duties for the day.” You only stare at him in confusion, the name he says unfamiliar and foreign to you. Who?

“Koro...Sensei?” You parrot back stupidly, your head pounding against your eardrums, Karasuma only nodding at your apparent confusion.

“Ah, right...Kayano-san decided to give that moniker to our octopus friend. Fitting, I suppose, since he isn’t exactly an easy target.”

Korosensei...Korosenai? Unkillable teacher, eh? Trust Kayano-chan to come up with a nickname like that. You muse, a small smile coming to your lips at the thought. At least he had a proper name now, not thing or that octopus guy like you all had been calling him for the past two weeks. You look at your wrists for a moment, narrowing your eyes at the carefully placed bandages wrapped around your arms. You noticed you also had some on your neck, torso included, as your feel them press up against your body and clothing. Someone must have done this for you, as you had no way of doing it yourself; you could do basic first aid yes, but not while unconscious! You turn your head upwards towards the military officer, a question pursing your lips.

“Karasuma-san, how long have I been out? And who...who bandaged me back up?” The man only nodded at your questions, slowly walking back to his place at the staff room table now that he knew you were okay to sit on your own.

“Only an hour or so...As for your wounds, they don’t seem to be too serious; just minor bruises and burns, from what he said, anyway. I wasn’t there to supervise the process...” Supervise the process? Huh? You blankly stare at him, your brain attempting to process his words. You just felt the ache in your head intensify, your temples throbbing in pain. You highly doubted any of the children could do this, and if it wasn’t Karasuma, then that only meant...The octo—No, Korosensei did this, then? Never figured him for the nursing type. Though I suppose I don’t know him all that well, either...You reason, wondering exactly how he could have patched you up so well with those odd tentacles of his. Wait, you realize, putting one hand to your bandaged stomach, If he had to put these bandages on me, then...Your mind connects the dots easily enough, your cheeks flushing with embarrassment as an odd squeal erupts out of your mouth.

“Aaaagggh, goddammit! W-what?” You scream in English, a hand slamming against the long table, your cry startling the usually stoic Karasuma, his eyes widening. You take a couple deep breaths, attempting to calm yourself as you think things through. It’s not like he did it on purpose...Besides, he was probably too busy fixing you up to get a good glance at anything right? Yeah, the voice inside your head mocked as you took in your ugly body, Not like he’d be turned on by a pig like you, anyway! You feel an odd mixture of shame run across your body then, a sort of chill that dampens your anger. Just then, the usual bell chimes that signaled the end of the day began to ring, the sounds of children talking and packing up their things echoing from a couple rooms away. Almost immediately, a familiar looming figure appears in the doorway, his usual grin replaced by an out of place frown, though his eyes had an odd twinkle to them. You feel your stomach droop a little at seeing the sad expression on his face, though embarrassment still heats up your cheeks.

“Oh, [Name]-Sensei! Are you quite alright?!” The oc—Korosensei’s voice rings out joyfully, as you mentally remind yourself to address him by his proper name. The sound of your name being said in that tone, not one of anger or malice, makes your heart flutter, your mouth drying up in your throat. He easily makes his way over to the chair you are sitting in, a lopsided smile on his round face as he examines you. You offer him a small nod, your stomach tightening into knots at his closeness to your person, wanting to give Korosensei some kind of reassurance. You still felt quite tired, and your body was aching slightly, but you felt okay aside from that. Certainly not enough to bother him with your problems...

“Eh? Yeah, I’m fine, just fine...” His oval eyes just narrow at you, making you feel even more squeamish and uncomfortable. A squishy finger is waved in front of your face, his frown only becoming more pronounced at your response.

“Ah, don’t lie! Trying to act tough is only going to hurt you in the long run!” He says, causing you to avert your eyes in shame for a moment. He was good. Too good. You didn’t need him wasting energy worrying about you, however, the guilt pouring into your gut like concrete. Weighing you down, making you feel vulnerable.

“Never mind me; what about Shiota-kun? I do hope you told Terasaka not to try any stunts like that again, I hope?” You ask, attempting to divert the conversation from yourself. He wasn’t having any of it however, a frown painting his face as he grumbled out a response. Tch. Nothing gets past this guy, huh?

“The kids are fine; I gave them a long lecture, and Karasuma even agreed that putting the other students, or teachers,” Korosensei gives you a sharp glare as he says this, “at risk is a horrible thing to do. I’m honestly more concerned about you at the moment!” He half shouts, your face heating up at the intensity of his words. Great. Now you’ve gone and made him worry about you. Nice going idiot. You made the person who was able to decimate the moon concerned about some petty bruises and burns from a little grenade. You felt shame creeping up your face, wanting to hide and go lie in a dark corner somewhere. You feel the onset of hot, wet tears creep up at the corners of your eyes and attempt to blink them back.

“I told you already; I’m alright! Just a little bruised, is all. Nothing for you all to worry about!” You snap back, anything to stop the rush of tears threatening to pour down your cheeks. You weren’t weak; you weren’t going to let this upset you. God if only you could go home and have a nice bath after today. Or a nice stiff drink. Or both. There was a nice bar in town, you remembered, making a mental note to go there after this shitshow was over. It was about time to go see those two anyway; the...’agreement’ time already having passed for the month.

“Nonsense! You’re lucky that grenade was only filled with Anti-me bullets. Thank God I was able to cover you with my skin in time...” You just blink in surprise, noting the phrase he used. Skin? He covered me with...Eeeww...You thought, heat flushing your cheeks even further, tears starting to stream down your face. You didn’t like the implications that held. Still, you weren’t ungrateful and had always been told to repay a favor with a favor. But...what could you do? Your mind trails back to the copy of Nagisa’s notes in your bag, one of them mentioning that Korosensei likes sweets. You weren’t a world class cook or anything, but you could follow a recipe easily enough. You even had some family recipes that your mom had given you. That’s it, then. You just hoped he enjoyed Western sweets...

“Look, I’m not...ungrateful or anything. Just...why do you even care? I’m not a student; just an expendable cripple for deadbeat kids who the school gave up on. Why are you...so nice? I mean, we could—maybe—kill you in a year, y’know? We’re practically your enemies, yeah!?” You ask, feeling a couple of the tears slide down your face. Goddammit. Now was not the time to lose face. You could feel the self-loathing build up in your gut, a hot mess of sharp pain in your chest and rage that threaten to spew forth. And you had already started to lose control…

You watch as his color shifts again, the green stripes now becoming an odd shade of blue that you were unfamiliar with. He looked almost forlorn as he averted his gaze from you for a second, though you felt his tentacle slowly glide up your right cheek. The sight made your heart drop, though you felt your pulse quicken at his gentle touch, unconsciously biting the bottom half of your lip as you wonder how you could rectify the situation any. You notice now that the sound of fingers tapping on a keyboard has stopped; Karasuma must have left, then. Why now? You mentally groan, your mind failing to process what exactly that meant.

“...Is that what you think? That you’re just an extra, so easily replaced?” You froze at his words, feeling an odd undercurrent of anger in them that wasn’t there before as you watched what were supposedly his temples throb in tandem with his reddening skin.

“Eh...W-well, If...If it wasn’t for you sticking up for me...I doubt I’d have been able to keep my job.” You mutter sheepishly, remembering the conversation you had with the principal and Karasuma that seemed like ages ago. He only lets out an exasperated sigh, the color on his face changing once again as you watch him relax slightly.

“What are you…? [Name]-Sensei...My intention was not to ‘take over’ your position.”

“What was it then? Clearly, you’re the better teacher out of the both of us. I mean, who the heck can clone themselves and teach all of the students at once?” You say, causing him to actually nod at you, his appendage dangling at his side. That was surprising; you didn’t think he’d agree so easily.

“Of course; My abilities are superior to anything a human can accomplish. That being said...They can not replace years of experience. You still have that on me, you know.” He answers, causing an odd feeling to well up in your chest. What is this guy? You just mutter out a response, feeling his odd gaze still watching you.

“Still...It sure doesn’t feel like it. I mean, you’re so...perfect—and at everything too! How can I even—“ You feel him inch closer to you, a tentacle signaling for you to stop talking. His eyes are oddly wide, a pink tinge taking over his cheeks as he stutters out a response.

“P-perfect!? Hahaha, you overestimate me, [Name]-Sensei! Believe it or not, this is my first teaching assignment. I highly doubt I could do nearly as well without Karasuma and your much needed help.” He was lying, again, for your sake. It made you feel bad, squirming in your chair.

See? He’s just being nice. He doesn’t need a loser like you around. Maybe you should just pack up and go. You hear the voice think, shaming you once again from the prison of your mind. But he just praised me. Called me useful...You want to ignore the back and forth of your aching head, to push the thoughts away, so you say, something, anything to quiet your busy mind.

“What? You’ve never...taught before?” You sputter out, not really able to believe his statement. He had not taught before this? Of course not, you remind yourself, the figure in front of you was a world secret; probably some sort of artificial life form. He only nods, his eyes seeming to twinkle as they lock with yours. You feel one of his hands wrap around your shoulder, making you self-conscious at your very noticeable height difference.

“Still...I admit I am not too sure of how I am doing as a teacher. Having someone around who has done this before is a huge relief; I can say that much.” You feel your face flush at his praise, the odd look he was giving you only increasing in intensity the longer you two locked eyes. You only exhale, trying to calm your quickening pulse and rapidly beating heart. Was it your imagination or was he turning pink again; a deeper pink than usual...Why? He must be relaxed about something, from what you remember of Nagisa’s notes. You blink a couple times, breaking the hold he had on you, your mouth slowly opening to ask a question. It had been on your mind for a while now; you just weren’t sure how to bring it up. Now that Karasuma was gone, it might be a better time to do so.

“Sooo...” You began, feeling yourself flush once again with heat as you take your fingers and clasp them together. Better do it now.

“Karasuma-San mentioned that...You fixed me up afterwards. Uhm...You didn’t...uh...d-do anything, right?” You ask sheepishly, watching as he reels back as if he had been physically struck. Maybe I shouldn’t have asked...

“W-w-what!? No, never! I mean, I admit I had to...” Korosensei stops speaking, his voice trailing off as he turns into a pink sphere, making you concerned. You highly doubt he’d do anything, but you mostly wanted to be sure. What if he liked what he saw? The odd thought flashes across your mind, making you miss his next words, too busy trying to reel yourself back to reality.

“...Did not lay a tentacle on you unless it was absolutely necessary! You were covered in quite the number of tiny bruises and burns; I figured it best to treat you here. It’s not like we could explain to the school or hospital how you received those injuries...If you don’t trust my judgement, that’s fine...” He argues, causing you to let out a small sigh. You would take him at his word, he wasn’t much of a liar.

“N-no...” You start to say, finally moving your gaze away from his in an embarrassed fashion. “I...It’s just embarrassing, I guess. Aside from these,” You motion to your chest, which causes him to turn a deep shade of pink, nervous beads of sweat appearing on his face. “I don’t have much else to speak of...Not really sure what you’re seeing here.” You half ramble, not really sure of what to say, your thoughts just tumbling out of your mouth in a weak mutter. Korosensei suddenly lowers himself down to your height, surprising you as his bright pink face is level with yours. You feel your heart rate speed up, a small gasp escaping your mouth as you feel his hands cup your face.

“Oh dear, [Name]-Sensei! Now, why in the world would you say something like that, hmmm?”

“Because it’s true! I don’t have any real skills to speak of, and I’m not exactly a model here! Why the hell are you even gushing over me!?” You shout, that last sentence coming out in English. Your voice is deeper and more bitter than you thought, a small chuckle escaping out of your throat as tears once again stream down your face. You hold back half choked sobs, an eerie laugh erupting out of you in between breaths. You really were a complete wreck; how embarrassing. He must really think I’m quite pathetic, huh? You lament, closing your eyes to try and stem the flow of tears. You feel him shift a little then, something hard pressing up your right cheek for a few moments. You blearily attempt to open your right eye, tears still blurring your vision as an odd mesh of yellow and pink fills your almost nonexistent field of view. You feel various soft things start to wrap around your body, which you can only assume are Korosensei’s tentacles, a couple of them gently caressing your back and shoulders. You found it kind of relaxing, despite the odd feeling emerging in your stomach, causing you to squirm a bit.

“Now stop that kind of talk! You aren’t useless, and if you think you are...” He says, his voice taking on a soothing tone despite its firmness. You can feel his appendages wipe away your tears, tissues starting to form a small pile on the floor. You sense an odd warmth from him, which is only accentuated by the twinkle in his eyes as you stare at him. “...Then I’ll have to teach you otherwise!” He winks at that statement, his long arms bringing you in for an odd hug and caressing you gently, causing a small smile to light up your face. You enjoy the feeling of his warmth against you, both his odd clothes and skin soft and smooth, though you wouldn’t dare say it to his face. What are you, a screaming toddler? ‘You’ taunt yourself, trying to steal away the small bit of comfort, the small bit of happiness you were feeling right now. You just grip a little tighter onto his odd robe, feeling Korosensei’s heart beat rapidly against his chest. Were you imagining things? No...He couldn’t...He’s just that nice of a person, you remind yourself, thinking back to the times he would comfort the students. Yeah...He’s so nice. He shouldn’t waste his time with me...You lament, a sad smile flirting against your face. You try to pull against him, though his arms are still holding you in place against him. They loosen almost immediately as his head turns your way, his eyes twinkling as he looks at you.

“Uhm...I’m okay now. S-s-sorry! You can put me down now, Korosensei...” You mutter, feeling a bit ashamed of your odd behavior. The large octopus only offers you a large grin; his gaze oddly understanding.

“It’s quite alright...This probably was quite a shock for you. I admit I feel somewhat responsible; seeing as their target was supposed to be me...” He says, almost forlornly as he avoids looking at you. You just carefully take your hand and cup it to his face, causing him to make a tiny squeak of his own, not really sure what you were doing. You just didn’t like hearing him sound like that, much preferring his usual cheery cadence.

“No, don’t blame yourself...I chose to act as a shield and I’d do it again too, if I had the chance. After all, what kind of a teacher doesn’t protect their students from harm?” You ask, a small grin lighting up your face. That sounds like something she would have said, the thought causing you to look down for a a couple seconds. Poor thing...If only...you could have died instead of her. You didn’t know the details, but whatever accident she was in, you horribly wished you could have substituted yourself in her place.

“See? You’re so much more beautiful when you smile!” He says warmly, that odd pink color once again on his cheeks, slowly forming around his entire head. His words take you by surprise, a small squeal erupting out of your mouth as you feel your face flush hotly.

“However,” He starts, his gaze as serious as it can be while he is bright pink and blushing like a huge idiot. “You...seem all too quick to sacrifice yourself. That isn’t right; though I do agree with protecting the children from harm.” You just offer him a small nod, not exactly sure how to respond to his words, his numerous tentacles lifting you up and placing you back on the chair. You were a little disappointed, you admit, wishing that you could have stayed like that a little longer. No...What am I thinking...? You wonder, though you supposed that was probably due to the crappy mood you were in right now. He had at least made you feel a little bit better. Once you were feeling more up to it, and had Nagisa help with research, you’d definitely bake him that cake, or two...Maybe he’d need three, considering how big he was, you guessed. You just pushed that thought aside for now, focusing your attention back on Korosensei.

“...I don’t know. I just didn’t want to see the kid hurt. Wasn’t really thinking about myself at that moment. Hmm...” You mutter, trying to once again control the conversation. You’d made him worry about you enough for one day; you were mortified on having to rely on him. You just sigh, being careful to not step on any of his limbs as you slide off the chair. You just give him a tired smile, grabbing your bag full of things and turning to face him once again.

“Ah...I really appreciate your thoughtfulness. W-well, I need to go, as...interesting as this was. Have errands to run, y’know...” You sheepishly respond, giving a small awkward, bow, not too sure on how to exactly extrapolate yourself from this situation. It wasn’t that you did not want to stay longer. But you had things to do, your mind going back to the kind mother and daughter pair who ran the bar in town. Besides, Korosensei probably had his own errands to attend to; you shouldn’t keep him. Said teacher only gave you a look of understanding, though you thought you could see a hint of sadness in those black eyes.

“Yes, I understand [Name]-Sensei...Well, the least I can do is see you off; the mountain is quite dangerous this time of day.” He offers, which you are partially thankful for. It was getting quite late out, going by the reddening color of the sky outside. You might have stayed longer than you intended...

“H-huh?” You just stare back at him in confusion. What? I didn’t even think of it...You realize, turning your head to glance at the path back to town, then at Korosensei once more. His face wore that usual grin, yet you swore you could read something else there. He just responds with a small chuckle, the sound making you feel terribly guilty. Of course he couldn’t leave the mountain; why hadn’t you realized that sooner? That must be very lonely...You think, comparing it partly to your own situation. Though, you admit, that was mostly by choice; you had chosen to come to Japan and teach disenfranchised children. You also chose to spend most of your time indoors, though you did venture out on occasion. This was nothing like that; being contained and forced into staying here. He probably got out less than you did, Korosensei’s only socialization being with the students, you assume. That was pretty sad, and heartbreaking.

“Oh, don’t worry about me. You should really get going; didn’t you say you had errands to take care of? And your apartment is still quite a ways from here, is it not?” You just look down at the ground, shame creeping up your face, unable to meet his gaze. He seemed to guess what you were feeling, as his face started to change color again, though it was hard for you to tell in the dimming light of the evening. His eyes, however, still had an odd twinkle to them, one that made your neck hairs stand on end and heart race.

“Ah, yeah...I...I just...” You stammer out, too embarrassed to finish your sentence. You could feel his stare on you, making you feel extremely self-conscious. Rubbing the back of your neck with your hand, you just ignore the feeling building up in your stomach.

“I’ll see you tomorrow, then...K-korosensei...” You weakly mutter, the sound of his name on your tongue making you feel uncomfortable. You realize that this is first time you’ve actually said his name, making the moment even more awkward for you. If he noticed, he does not show it, offering you a small bow of his own, his usual grin plastered onto his face.

“I look forward to working with you tomorrow as well, [Name]-Sensei! Be careful and sweet dreams.”
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