Flirt (Hiroto Maehara X Reader)

Past Time

A/n
Okay but this time I actually did almost forget. it just really doesn't feel like Thursday for some reason. Like, Time has passed way too quickly and it feels like it's only been a couple days at most since I last updated. Anyways, thank you for 8.2k+ reads and 295+ votes! Here's today's chapter :)

The Reaper had learned that there was no love in Yanagisawa and Aguri's relationship and that she had a little sister. Soon enough, it had been nearly a year since they'd met. Aguri had been meaning to meet up with her sister for dinner that night, but she never made it. Just before that, though, she had given Korosensei a present: his crescent moon tie, which he could not yet physically receive. And on top of that, she gave him a birthday. March 13th, the anniversary of the day they met. He was finally capable of a real smile. The first time they touched was three hours before the crescent moon came to be.

The destruction of the moon was never Korosensei's fault. It was actually a rat they had been performing similar experiments on and had sent to the moon. Of course, once this happened Yanagisawa and his team decided something had to be done about Korosensei before he did the same. Aguri had overheard Yanagisawa's plan to euthanize the Reaper before rushing to tell him. Doing what most would do in this situation, he decided to escape.

This caused an uproar within the lab. Soldiers were dispatched, but Korosensei took care of them in seconds. However, there was still the automatic security system. Anti-tentacle mines were planted along ever hallway, each deploying an anti-tentacle spear towards the target. Korosensei was able to withstand them, and while battling for his life, one of the anti-sensei materials that he had diverted away from himself had taken out Yanagisawa's eye.

He destroyed nearly the whole facility. Aguri had survived that much, only having earned an injured arm. But once she saw him again, she couldn't help but run to him. She reached out to hug him, an attempt to stop the chaos. In the process, she ended detonating a stray mine, but she didn't have the durability of the tentacles to save her. He began questioning why he had used his tentacles for destruction when he could have done so much more. Perhaps he could have saved her. But it was too late for such thoughts. She died as he held her with his tentacles after he promised to take her place as our teacher. He finally claimed his present and stood, taking off into the sky, leaving only a note behind indicating his desire to be our teacher.

"That's my story." He says. "The one who taught me to be a teacher was Ms. Aguri Yukimura. To truly look at the people before oneself, understand them as equal human beings, to not judge them solely on their weaknesses... I learned the fundamentals of being a teacher from her." Kayano shudders as more tears spill from her eyes. Okuda pulls her into a hug. "I added my own knowledge and experience and prepared to face you all. I would use my abilities to the fullest to give you the very best growth and development possible. But how best to do that? I racked my brain... And finally settled on the assassination classroom, where I'd use what remained of my life."

In the nine months since he'd become our teacher, we'd all grown so much. We couldn't have dreamed of a better teacher. Korosensei turns his back to us, unable to face our pitying looks. That half an hour he used to explain his reasons for becoming a teacher sent memories of our time with him flooding to our brains. The scary, and infuriating times, but also the happy ones. But most of all, all the fun we had had with him. How... How can we kill him?

We gradually begin to disperse, trudging back to our own homes and leaving Korosensei in the field, staring down at the moonlit grass. I'm completely spaced out, my mind reeling from everything that had happened.

I wordlessly follow Maehara, our hands still linked. Once we're about halfway down the mountain path, he stops. He tilts my chin up so I'll look at him. Normally this action would cause the butterflies in my stomach to flutter, but neither of us are particularly concerned with such things. He pulls me into a tight hug, but not before I get a glimpse at his own watery eyes.