Anime Oneshots (+Mystic Messenger +Voltron)

Itona X Reader (Assassination Classroom)

Today was a day like any other. You had been making your way down the corridor after a long day of learning in Class 3B. It had been a peaceful set of lessons today, none having been very challenging. That seemed to be the weirdest thing about the day. Until it happened.

You were looking forward to your martial arts lessons that afternoon, having been doing Brazilian Jiu Jitsu for nearly 5 years. Suddenly, the most ominous and terrifying thing happened. Over the loud speaker sounded a booming voice. What it said shook you to your core.

"Could (L/N) (Y/N) please make her way to the principal's office immediately?"

After that announcement, everyone turned to look at you, staring as if you were some sort of fossil. Well, you might be once Headmaster Asano was done with your sorry ass. You rapidly made your way through students and teachers, weaving through the corridors before coming to his. The principal's office.

It was a dark, drab place that seemed to suck the happiness and colour of to any being whom was daring enough to enter or stupid enough to be called in. You, being one of the latter, we're petrified. Taking a moment to emotionally prepare yourself, you readied your mind for what was to come.

You knocked. Your three feeble hits of the door signalled your arrival to the horrible man inside. This was daunting.

"Come in." His voice sounded, causing you to shudder in anxiety, opening the door carefully. You made your way to his desk, not sitting down in the chair provided in fear of being impolite in his presence.

"Now, let's skip straight to the point," the man said, giving you an unconvincing smile. "A boy from A Class was found yesterday, unconscious, by his parents. He had been making his way home when he was attacked. It seems you are the only student whom was in the area or even walks home that way and he confirmed the attacker was female and wore a Kunugigaoka uniform. You are the only suspect. I regret to inform you that, because this boy's parents wish for justice, until the culprit is found, I have no choice but to send you to E- Class. However, as soon as I can, I will clear your name if it was truly not you who committed this violent act. I apologise."

You were lost for words. This truly was the worst thing that could happen to such a sensible student such as yourself. You doubted your name would ever be cleared.

"I understand, sir. Before I leave, though, I would like to affirm you that I know I did not commit such a vile crime. Thank you for your time." You replied, the sadness evident in your voice.

"Thank you, you are dismissed."

You bowed before hurriedly exiting the room. You ran to the doors, only to find another dampener being placed upon your day. Literally. It was raining.

You luckily remembered your umbrella. Thank Zeus! You put it up and sprinted a little to the gates. Feeling a vibration in your pocket, you looked at the new text on your phone. Your mother wasn't going to be able to pick you up. Great! Even better!

You continued to run. Suddenly, you spotted two figures underneath a canopy of trees. They looked as if they were going to try to wait out the rain, though the man, who looked as if he were dressed in all white as far as you could see, impatiently tapped his foot.

An inner conflict began within you. You could give them your umbrella but then you'd get wet. But if not, they might be stuck there for ages. Giving up, you preceeded to pace over to them. They both looked at you. Now that you were closer, you saw you were correct about the older man. The boy, on the other hand, was simply stunning. His eyes were multicoloured orbs and his hair brushed across his face beautifully. You wouldn't call him handsome, but rather pretty.

"You can have my umbrella if you want. I only live a couple of minutes away." You lied. The boy eyed you warily whilst the man seemed relieved.

"Are you sure, young lady?" The man asked rather creepily.

"Yeah, it won't take long if I run anyway." You answered with a smile. The boy stopped glaring for a second to study your smile. You then saw him try and replicate your grin and you giggled a little before handing over the only shelter you had from the rain. Rapidly, the man took it and grabbed the boy by his arm.

The boy seemed distracted by something. He was looking just below your face with a blush on his face. You looked down at your chest, realising your shirt was soaked through and the pervert had seen your cleavage and bra. You looked back up to scold him but saw nothing there. They left pretty quickly. Sighing, you ran the rest of the way home, still thinking about the encounter.

You had a feeling you'd meet again.