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tunasub2015-09-07 02:02 am
tentaculled) wrote in tunasub2015-09-07 02:02 am
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closed - HAPPINESS AU TIME
[ imagine a world where Aguri didn't die, and Korosensei didn't have his body taken over by tentacles, and, somehow, everything worked out just fine, and the two of them are now both teachers of Class 3-E. Somehow. The details aren't important, but the results are!
Of course, he's nothing more than an assistant teacher, seeing as he's a rookie teaching for the first time. But he has the best of mentors to learn from, and a pretty impressive treasure trove of knowledge, to boot. Just as she predicted, he took to teaching like a fish to water - and the change in his personality has been remarkable. Both the students and Aguri herself have really made him open up and become more human than he's probably ever been in his life. Even without the tentacles to help him this time.
It's a pleasant way of life he's never been able to enjoy until now; living simply, connecting with others, seeing and being seen. He'd spent his entire life believing that death was his only skill - now, he's discovering that he has many more that he'd merely been misusing. All of it is thanks to her. The students, too, in part, but her, especially. She was the one that reached out, pulled him from the darkness, and took him into her own life. He's grateful to her from the bottom of his heart, and he doubts that anything he does can ever properly display the depths of his gratitude to her.
But he tries. Every day, it's on his mind - or, perhaps, she's on his mind, according to the jeers of their students. Jeers he can easily laugh off, but which fluster him a little bit more than he expected them to, most likely because there's a sizeable grain of truth in them. If they knew he was going to take her out to lunch on their day off, he can only imagine what they'd be saying... Not that it's a date, of course. She's engaged. Not a date at all.
Nonetheless, he finds himself waiting at the train station for her with a bit of trepidation. That might just be because he's afraid of what she might be wearing today, though. (He has to be seen with her...) ]
Of course, he's nothing more than an assistant teacher, seeing as he's a rookie teaching for the first time. But he has the best of mentors to learn from, and a pretty impressive treasure trove of knowledge, to boot. Just as she predicted, he took to teaching like a fish to water - and the change in his personality has been remarkable. Both the students and Aguri herself have really made him open up and become more human than he's probably ever been in his life. Even without the tentacles to help him this time.
It's a pleasant way of life he's never been able to enjoy until now; living simply, connecting with others, seeing and being seen. He'd spent his entire life believing that death was his only skill - now, he's discovering that he has many more that he'd merely been misusing. All of it is thanks to her. The students, too, in part, but her, especially. She was the one that reached out, pulled him from the darkness, and took him into her own life. He's grateful to her from the bottom of his heart, and he doubts that anything he does can ever properly display the depths of his gratitude to her.
But he tries. Every day, it's on his mind - or, perhaps, she's on his mind, according to the jeers of their students. Jeers he can easily laugh off, but which fluster him a little bit more than he expected them to, most likely because there's a sizeable grain of truth in them. If they knew he was going to take her out to lunch on their day off, he can only imagine what they'd be saying... Not that it's a date, of course. She's engaged. Not a date at all.
Nonetheless, he finds himself waiting at the train station for her with a bit of trepidation. That might just be because he's afraid of what she might be wearing today, though. (He has to be seen with her...) ]
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Ah... [ right, yes. She wouldn't. She's dedicated to her job. And stuck here, more or less. She doesn't have to voice the reasons for him to guess them. Of course, he's been all over the world by now. Funny - he never considered it a good thing until after he started talking to her. He never considered it at all, actually. ] In that case, this works out perfectly. Not that we can go anywhere very exotic on a train in Japan... It's a shame. Spain is nice this time of year.
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[ She may never get a chance to go, but she certainly wouldn't mind hearing about it. ]
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[ is he flirting or just being honest?? it is a mystery.
The train continues on its way, picking up more and more people as it goes - a lot more people, actually. If it hadn't been standing room only before, it sure is now. People start squeezing into the carriage, and before long, they're pretty closed in. ]
Ergh... Sorry. I forgot that how busy this line gets at this time of day. [ looking vaguely guilty. ] Just a little longer.
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[ Except she keeps getting pushed closer to him, and she does have to squeeze in a bit before she gets stepped on or bumped into. Really, people sure are frantic today... ]
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After a half-second of hovering hesitation, he casually (or, at least, an attempt at casual) moves his free hand to her side, pulling her in towards himself more. Not super intimately or anything. Just a little. You know. Friends. Friendly teachers being friends. ]
Let's get you out of traffic a little, sensei. [ then, irked, in that particular quiet shinigami way: ] People these days. Don't they have any manners?
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[ She says, so lightly, when it's not as though her heart isn't hammering in her chest just because he pulled her closer. Only because he's trying to keep her safe, she chides herself. This has no deeper meaning. She's engaged. ]
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That's no reason to shove others around. That kind of carelessness can get you killed. [ a beat. ] ... Well, maybe not anymore.
[ he's used to thinking like an assassin, and it's taking him a while to stop... it's especially hard to focus when he's got her in one arm. How nice. He wonders if her fiance ever holds her at all - then, almost just as quickly, scolds himself for thinking about something like that. Not his business. He just has to play it cool, and maybe partially hope that she'll accidentally push her glorious chest into his arm or something......... i mean of course he isn't ]
... Anyway, about lunch. What do you think of picnics, Yukimura-sensei? I admit, I'm not too fond of sitting in restaraunts.
[ it still feels weird not being in disguise and hanging out in a place like that. ]
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I love them! There's something about eating outside that really makes the food taste better.
[ And it's not uncomfortable silence, broken only by the clinking of utensils on tableware, because her fiancee only chose to dine in the finest of restaurants. ]
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Really? Then we agree. In that case, let's pick something up. I know a nice place we can go...
[ this not-a-date is quickly growing more and more date-like, but he keeps opening his mouth before he can stop himself. Damn tentacles!! ]
There's a good view. If you don't mind me monopolizing your time, that is.
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If I minded, I don't think I would have agreed to spend my day off with you. I'm more than happy to be monopolized for something like this.
... F-for a picnic, I mean! [ A NICE PLATONIC PICNIC. ]
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Ha. You're going to give me a big head if you say things like that. [ he loves it, though. playfully, his hand gives her side a light squeeze. ] I'll be sure to take advantage of your kindness, then. I'll pay for your meal with my meager teacher's salary in return.
[ teaching sure doesn't pay the bills like murder used to....... but he doesn't mind ]
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[ Mostly earnest, but there's still a faint bit of humor there. Even as her cheeks grow redder, no, that was just a squeeze between friends!! ]
I'll try not to eat too much. [ But it all goes to her chest, anyway, which he should prefer-- ]
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[ sort of the truth, though... he feels like he needs to make up for how he's lived up until now by doing more good deeds. Or maybe he just wants to dote on her a little. Both, probably. The blush on her face deepening doesn't go unnoticed, though - after a half-second's pause and a vague look of surprise, he's quick to remove his hand, glancing away from her. He's overstepping his boundaries again. ]
Here's our stop. Let's go. [ but he keeps his light smile on, as usual, and slips through the crowd like a shadow, expecting her to follow - of course, he's keeping an eye on the other passengers, too, so they better not try anything. ] Bento or burgers, by the way?
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And yet, here she is smiling. ]
Burgers! I can do a bento any day.
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I guess that's true. They're still exciting for a foreigner like me. [ he comments lightly, waiting for her to catch up with him just outside the doors. ] It's settled, then. Good thing for me you're easy to please.
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[ For the record. But she'll straighten up after a minute and link arms with him. ] Now then, let's go!
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[ uhHH she's linking arms with him, this was unexpected?! he was just stopping himself from getting too affectionate with her, dammit! He stutters uncharacteristically in surprise - which also probably means there's no way he's getting out of this without her noticing he's flustered. Whatever sharp line he had prepared in response is immediately fumbled and dropped. ]
Yukimura-san... [ he is indeed going, walking forward as casually as he can with the lovely woman who saved his life on one arm, but he's pointedly keeping his eyes forward. There may or may be a faint blush on his cheeks this time. ] ... I appreciate the concern, but I don't think we'll get separated that easily.
[ He doesn't actually mind. Far from it. But he can't accept it... ]
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[ And it's kind of endearing to see this former assassin so incredibly flustered, to be honest. Normally, Aguri would be the one blushing and stammering (and maybe she's still a faint pink), but the tables have turned! ]
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... Maybe you've been spending too much time sitting at your desk and snacking, then? [ fortunately, his tried-and-true tactic of deflecting things with a smile is still pretty dependable. ] The students did tell me you were pretty pathetic in gym class.
[ looks like he's going to bear with it for a little while longer, yes. They spent long enough being separated by a slab of plexiglass; if she wants to hold his arm, so be it. He doesn't want to turn her away. ]
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[ SHE'S SO RED. How dare you, class!! ]
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Only for a second, though, because seeing her get all flustered lifts his spirits. Mr. God of Death actually chuckles a little bit. ]
Aah. You almost make this too easy. Anyway, who said anything about rhythm? You can't dance, either? My, my.
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Dancing doesn't... come up often in our line of work, you realize...
[ STOP MAKING FUN OF HER. ]
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Hmmmmm. It came up for me a few times. [ back when he was doing his 007-but-less-redeemable thing, of course. All smiles again, like nothing was wrong!! Teasing her makes him feel better, what a wonder. ] You know, they hold school dances in some countries, so maybe you should learn, sensei?
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[ HE DOESN'T NEED ANOTHER REASON TO LAUGH AT HER. He's already got about sixteen, if she's counting correctly. ]
WANNA TIMESKIP AHEAD A LITTLE BIT AFTER THIS
That's no fun at all! You should be more open to getting involved in student activities, sensei. [ okay, maybe he is laughing at her... just a little. It's just too easy, and she's entertaining to watch.
Regardless, they're still walking, and he's got his eyes peeled for a convenient (read: moderately cheap) burger place to pick something up from. Once he spots one, he heads for it without hesitation, beckoning her along with him. ]
SLIGHT TIMESKIP AHOY
hella
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