Danny Stein, the American (Assassination Classroom X OHSHC)

Chapter 12

By the time we got back to our car, my arms were loaded with the drinks that the girls bought. I carried them over to the group they were sitting with, and all of them came over to grab their desired drinks. Nagisa was the last to come grab a drink.

He paused before he grabbed it, looking me in the eyes. he then glanced to the back of the train car, before looking back at me. Meet me at the back, is what it seemed like he was saying. I nodded, confirming that I understood.

Nagisa started walking towards the back, and I followed him. We actually entered into the next car over, which had tables and a bar.  It was the food car.

We sat down at one of the tables, and sat quietly, until Nagisa broke the silence.

"So what have you heard so far?"

I shook my head.  "Not much.  Native speakers say things really fast, so it's really hard to distinguish between different words."

"Who were you sitting with?"

"I don't know their names, but one of them is the other guy who sits in the back row with me and Karma."

"His name is Terasaka.  He's usually a big jerk."

"Oh..."

We were silent again.

"Well, let's see you list.  I want to know what you id pick up on."

I pulled out my Translation Note, opened it to the pathetically short list, and handed it to Nagisa.  He scanned it and sighed.

"There is barely anything on this list.  Were they really speaking that fast?"

I nodded miserably.

The blue-haired boy sitting across from me rested his head against his hand, and stared at me.

"This is harder than I thought it was going to be...um...we may need to ask for some help...but I don't know who to ask..."  Nagisa's voice faded out from doubt.  I thought about who knew about my inability to communicate by using Japanese.  There was, for sure, Asano, but I don't want to ask him for any favors.  There's Karma, who already said that he would help.  And then there were Kayano, Nagisa, Karasuma-sensei...wait...

"What about Karasuma-sensei?  He already knows."

Nagisa's eyes brightened.  "That could work!  Let's go ask him for help."

Nagisa practically jumped out of his seat and raced back into the other car.  I sighed and shook my head at his antics.

It took a while for Nagisa to get back, with Karasuma-sensei in tow behind him.  They sat down at the table.

"Ok.  What's this all about," Karasuma-sensei inquired bluntly.

"We need help," Nagisa started, but I quickly interrupted him.

"No.  I need help."  I paused.  "As you know, I don't understand Japanese, and I have been trying to learn.  But, it is proving to be rather difficult."

"And what does this have to do with me?"

I bowed my head in a pleading manner.  "Please help me learn Japanese!"

The silence that followed my request was suffocating.  I held my breath.

"No, I can't."

My head snapped up at his response.  I was speechless.

"But Irina can.  The only thing would be that you would have to tell her about your situation.  Are you willing to do that?"  Both Nagisa and Karasuma-sensei stared at me.  I looked down at the table, letting my slightly messy, dirty blond hair shadow my eyes as I immersed myself into deep thought.  My surroundings faded into a blur as I focused on my train of thoughts.

What do I know about Bitch-sensei?  Other than the fact that she is a professional assassin, I don't know very much.  Can I trust her with my secret?  If not her, who can I trust?  Definitely not Koro-sensei, since he is supposed to be my target.  I guess I'll just have to take a chance.

I took a deep breath, the table coming back into focus.  "Yeah, I guess that it's OK if that is the only option that I have."

"Perfect!  I'll go get her so that we can start right away!"

The two stood up and left me alone, again.

I simply sat at that table, my head bowed, staring at nothing.

Hmm...that an interesting notion to ponder over, saying that I'm staring at nothing, yet I am not actually staring at nothing.  Thinking back to what I have read in a Chemistry book, the air itself isn't made of nothing.  In fact, there are millions of particles, molecules, and atoms that make up the air that surrounds us.  So, I could say that I am staring at the microscopic air particles.  I smirked to myself as I came to a conclusion about what I was truly staring at.

Someone entered the dining car noisily, interrupting my scientific thoughts.

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This chapter is definitely shorter than the others, but I felt like I've been keeping all y'all waiting for way too long.

If anyone catches any mistakes, PLEASE comment and highlight it for me so that I can go back and fix it when I do editing later on.  Because, when I get further into this book, I may come back and do edits, so if you guys point them out for me, then it'll be easier to edit.  I don't have someone to proof read this, so I do it myself, but I do tend to overlook things. 

I want to make this book as easy to read as possible, so if you guys have any suggestions, please comment them.

I don't claim Assination Classroom or Ouran High School Host Club.  I only own Danny and the idea for this crossover.