Assassination Classroom/Ansatsu Kyoushitsu Various x Reader one-shots

Human!Koro-sensei x Assassin!Reader {Bloody Love}

This is requested by VeroR2. Please forgive me if it is bad. First-time writing a Koro-sensei one-shot. :P

P.S. An early upload than my schedule has said, since this book hasn't been updated for so long because of a stupid writer's block.

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Your POV

Positioning the gun in place, you lay down, looking through the lens, your finger ready to press the trigger. When your target, a famous drug dealer, appears into your line of sight, you use a little bit of strength, and down to hell he goes.

You sit up, sighing in depression. It has been almost a month since your last target, and this one is too easy. He doesn't put any kind of guards, or at least be discreet about it. Who took all the hard ones!?

Suddenly, hearing a clicking sound behind you, you immediately jump to the side, barely dodging a bullet. Standing back up, you look at the hooded, smiling man with a gun in his hand, which is put back into his jacket.

"Who are you?" You ask, flinging a dagger at him, but he just moves slightly, letting it fly right away from his face, hitting his hood with the hilt and making it fall down to reveal a handsome, black-haired man.

"Is this how you treat the Reaper, world-famous, long-distance assassin (L/N) (Y/N), aka Death Shooter(Sorry, don't know what else for your nickname.)?" He asks, smiling.

Your eyes widened, but they quickly furrowed in anger and determination. "Reaper, I have actually been waiting for you. Two years ago, you killed my father. I have vowed to become an assassin to find you and bring the thousand people you killed to justice. Today, I will end your life!" You yell, taking out your gun and shoots at him.

He just smirks, spinning around like he is dancing to avoid the bullets, never once stumbling. When the bullets are all gone, both of you stop, and he nods in slight approval. "You are better than the others, (L/N)-san. They never even got a chance to shoot off some of my hair, and you did."

"I know. That's why I am prepared." You smirk, and his eyes widened when you press a detonator, jumping over to the next building.

The explosion made you stumble slightly when you land, but nevertheless, you continue running, knowing this can only delay him for so long.

After all, he is also famous for killing his fellow acquaintances.

After an hour of running with turns to confuse him, you slow down, out of breath as you lean against the wall of narrow lane just a few streets away from your house.

Sooner or later, the Reaper is going to find your place. I should start packing and burn everything, like always. You thought, sighing.

After all, your whole life is kill and run. Other than that, you have nothing.

Third Person's POV

A few hours later...

The Reaper stands in front of the burning house, his hood up as he stands calmly in the shadows of the back of the crowd, watching the firemen extinguish the fire.

As soon as he got the news of (L/N) (Y/N)'s whereabouts, he rushed over just to find her house on fire. He has already checked if there was any body in the house, and there was one, but it was fake.

So this is how she hides her tracks and pretend to be dead...

Smiling slightly, he walks away, calling his student. "Did you get her location yet?" The Reaper asks, and he quickly answers, "Yep! She is just an hour away, in a motel."