A/N: So after being a fan of the manga for so long, I finally saw the anime of Ansatsu Kyoshitsu. And suddenly, my inner shipping fanboy exploded for RyuRin/ChibaHayami pairing! I already liked them from the manga, but this sudden urge had me searching fan art, reading fanfiction and whatnot, until I wanted to write a story of my own. Then I had trouble with a good setting for a story and was stuck for two days. Finally, in the oh so convenient time of when I was trying to sleep, this little idea hit me, and I couldn't sleep that night until I wrote it down. So here it is folks.
Disclaimer: I do not own Ansatsu Kyoshitsu. The comedy genius Matsui-sensei does. I don't own the cover either!
Interests
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Hayami Rinka stared at the drawing booklet in her hands, thinking about what she wanted to draw on it. It was a relatively less stressful time of the year regarding studies, and Korosensei had decided a 'break' kind of class was in order. Thus, in the first period after lunch, the octopus had given his students in Class-E an assignment of drawing something or things that interested them, before promptly taking off to Europe for some 'Art Viewing'.
It was rather childish if you asked her. Drawing something that interested them? Nevertheless, Rinka found herself outside, under the shade of a tree, and contemplating on what interested her. The rest of the class was also either scattered across the P.E. field or sitting back at the classroom.
Not getting anything particular, she looked around at her classmates. She noticed Okajima enthusiastically moving his pencil with that perverted look on his face, probably drawing girls in bikinis or something. A few feet to her left, under another tree, were the colorful trio of a redhead, blue-head and a green-head.
Kayano seemed more cheerful than usual. Rinka figured she was most likely drawing pudding which she loved so much. Nagisa looked as confused as she was and Karma had that all too familiar devilish look on his face. She didn't even want to think about what his mischievous mind was racking up this time.
Her eyes turned back to the paper on her lap. Yes, what she needed to think about was her own drawing. What did, in fact, interest her? She hadn't thought about this really. Did she even have any interests? Wait, the question was what interested her, not what her interests were… was there even a difference? She sighed. She was getting all confused over such a small task. If it was about things she liked, she guessed she liked her class…
"Cats," Oh yeah, she liked cats. The felines did in fact interest her. She found them… cute. With the image of a 'cute' kitten now in her mind, her hand finally began to move. She drew one ear, and mind you she was pretty good at this, followed by the second ear. However, she wasn't able to go past that point as another interest hit her.
Guns. She hadn't realized because it was always part of, and consequently overshadowed, by their constant assassination attempts. But this particular year she had taken an interest in guns. Now that the question of her interests was right in front of her face, it was quite apparent to her. Though, she wasn't sure how to feel about it. She certainly didn't have any future plans involving guns, definitely not assassination.
Still, it was technically an interest she had, so she figured she might as well add it. Thus, her pencil began to move again, this time drawing the lies of a rifle some distance below the cat ears.
But she stopped in the middle again, as another interest she had developed recently occurred to her. And this one shocked her the most. Did she really have such an interest?!
Rinka stared at her drawing booklet, which had two cat ears and a half-finished rifle on it. A tiny hint of pink adored her cheeks as she began moving her pencil for a third time.
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Rinka wasn't sure why she was doing this. Her now finished drawing in her arms, in a way no one could see it of course, she was walking towards the back of the school building, where she knew a certain someone was. Korosensei wouldn't be coming back for at least another ten minutes, and she was supposed to show him her drawing once he did come back.
So why? Why was she slowly threading to the back of the building, to that certain someone?
Rounding the building corner, she found the person she was looking for. He was alone on this side, leaning against the wooden wall with his own booklet in hand; her sniping partner, Chiba Ryunosuke.
"Ch-Chiba!" Did she just stutter?
The boy turned his head at her call. "Hayami, what is it?"
For some reason, Rinka felt like her face was warmer than usual. She stepped closer to the boy, and extended her drawing out to him. Chiba looked confused, but nevertheless took the offered piece off her hands.
"Look at it." Rinka simply said without meeting his (covered) eyes, before swiftly turning around and walking away, rounding the corner again and heading back towards her tree.
Chiba was even more confused by this, as he just stared after the girl for a few seconds. And were her cheeks red? Sighing, the boy turned his head down to look at the drawing as requested. He could try to figure out his sniping partner's odd behavior later.
Now taking a proper look at the drawing, Chiba saw a boy, holding a rifle, and cat ears on his head. He raised an eyebrow. The drawing quality was good for her age, and the concept was… interesting? Did she want him to judge her drawing?
Thinking that was the case, Chiba took a closer look at it. Upon doing so, he realized something. The boy's eyes were covered by his hair in a familiar fashion… the boy was him!
Another eyebrow went up. Hayami drew him with a rifle and cat ears? Why?
And then he remembered what their assignment was about; Draw something that interested them.
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A/N: So there you have it, my first ever Ansatsu, RyuRin, and one-shot story. Wow, that's three firsts for me at once! Well hope you enjoyed it. I might write more one-shots of the pair, and if I do, I'll upload them to this story.
That's all, for now. Hopefully, I really will write more of RyuRin, I do love the two. They have sniped my heart!
Bad, I know -Plus Ultra Bye!