•The Assassin's Teacher• ((Saiki K. x Assassination Classroom Crossover))

Night

With Saiki (Limited)

Nagisa came into the school right after Saiki had chosen his college of choice, and if Saiki heard anything between Koro-Sensei's and Nagisa's conversation in the room over. Nagisa had a change of heart (somehow) and chose to lead a different path rather than assassination, and it seemed he found the perfect match: a teacher.

And if Saiki heard right, Hairo and Kuboyasu also wanted to be teachers for high school students. Maybe they'll meet up in the future.

And by the time Nagisa left and Saiki walked into the room Koro-Sensei, the co-worker was sobbing pridefully in the corner of the staff workroom. Saiki just crossed his arms over his chest as he leaned on the doorframe.

"What are you? A child?" Saiki asked, as Koro-Sensei sniffled, in fatherly joy.

"I'm just so proud of him!" he wailed, adding extra vowels to the word 'proud' as he cried, but soon got back to normal attitude by the time Karasuma walked in and watched the sobbing Koro-Sensei until he had tears-no-more galore.

"I take it that was the last of the career counseling sessions?" Karasuma asked as he began pacing up, and Saiki was still here for some reason.

Koro-Sensei hummed in agreement, "MM-hmm," Koro-Sensei said sassily, "My, such exciting prospects these children have." he said in glee, as he looked down on a few papers of his students, more specifically pictures of them."The only task that remains is editing the E-Class yearbook!" he compared to the photos, in the thought of which one would be better to add to the book.

"Seems like I'll be spending my nights here for a while," he passed Kusuo the two photos Koro-Sensei had in hand, Saiki inspected both of the photos, almost identical, other than one was a closed-eyed grin of his students, while the other one was an opened-eyed grin of his students.

"Oh, yeah?" Karasuma asked as Saiki waved around his right hand that showed the closed-eyed grin, it seemed more realistic than posed. Koro-Sensei nodded and put the chosen photo to the side, and the other in a different pile. Then Koro-Sensei picked up two more photos to inspect.

"We need an article about the development of yours and Miss. Irina's relationship." Koro-Sensei said as he passed Saiki two more photos of Irina and Karasuma together, this one was actually them in a wedding style photoshoot. Saiki waved one of the photos in the air as a keeper, in this one Karasuma looked more shocked than angry, while the second photo was him yelling at Koro-Sensei who was taking the photos.

"I agree," Koro-Sensei whispered as he put the photo Saiki waved over to the pile of the choosing photos. "So," Koro-Sensei said to Karasuma in his natural voice, "If you wouldn't mind an interview." he pressed, "It should only take around five to seven hours,"

Karasuma who was standing up and putting on his jacket got flustered and angry as beads of sweat came off him. "Oh to hell with that!" he yelled, "I'm gone!" and then he stormed out of the staff room hurryingly. But then stopped when he met face-to-face with the door.

Koro-Sensei perked up, "Write about yourself, Koro-Sensei," He said with a complete change in attitude. "You should try to preserve at least a little bit of your wisdom." and then he walked out of the room like planned, closing the sliding door after him. Koro-Sensei watched him leave.

"Hehe," Koro-Sensei laughed, "I'll have him know that I already did that! Pages of that!" Kusuo shook his head and began to go home as well.

Saiki silently walked behind Karasuma listening in, as Karasuma dialed a few numbers on his phone.

"Report." the person on the other line said gruffly.

"Yes, sir," Karasuma said. "He's in the classroom," Karasuma paused, "Likely with Saiki Kusuo."

"Who's that?" the voice asked.

"The teen working with us."

The man on the other side hummed in remembrance, "But to be honest I think he's out of the classroom, Koro-Sensei will likely be there for the foreseeable future."

"Well done, Special Agent Karasuma." the man on the other line said. "You heard the man." the voice said, this time not talking to Karasuma but likely talking to his minions where the man was talking. "We make our move tonight, March 6th. Now commence with the assassination."

Saiki began to run out of the place, like a blue and black tarp seemed to try and encase him in E-Class, as lights from outer space shown their way, if Saiki didn't get home fast enough, it would leave him trapped on the premises, and nowhere he would be able to get his necessary vital. Saiki didn't even realize it was March as the time and happiness with Koro-Sensei and with E-Class flew away in the breeze.

But now was not the time to look back, as Saiki tried to jump over the tarps, (that were more like colorful durable government made bricks,) in time. Hoping nothing would stab him badly, as he already got a few cuts.

Saiki dodged trees, roots, and animals, that would likely be affected by the area. And while Saiki saw the main fence, approaching him as he ran and luckily missed getting caught inside the thing whatever it was, a bright neon white and pink shown through dark Japan's light.

Saiki ran home, with a pair of arm crutched in hand, and the thoughts of a vital and a loophole he must get around to save Koro-Sensei, and by the time Saiki got home, the bright neon light had faded away, the beam had scared him, from the sudden outburst.

Saiki sighed as he looked out on the horizon, already trashing his exoskeleton, and in charge of a pair of crutches. Saiki liked these better as he was able to touch the ground. Maybe Saiki was being a little dramatic when he ran, but he was scared.

Karasuma is mostly heartless, and Saiki doubted that Karasuma gave much as a half-assed damn about him, so the chances of Saiki getting trapped in the school were high.

Saiki looked on his hand, sweaty from all the running, but encasing the vital. He was just about to drink it. But then thought about Koro-Sensei and the needed loophole

Saiki shook his head and hoped Koro-Sensei the best, but he still didn't drink the vital, as he set back into the safe, and called it a night.