I do not own hetalia nor do I own Assassination Classroom, I do not get anything out of this in any way shape or form besides the joy I felt when I was writing.

This is an old draft and I am slowly writing again as it is the end of the school year, I am happy to say I am getting back into both Fandoms Hetalia and Assassination classroom,

Mathias

Life was hard, he understood that but this, this is hell.

It was terrible. Honestly, only a few weeks in and we still only called him Sir. I could feel the frustration of my fellow classmates, they needed a name.

They were focused on their desks waiting. A huge breeze came notifying them that their teacher came.

Their teacher, who still didn't have a name, Walked into the room, his face set in a wide smiley face and a theatrical Teaching robe. His crescent moon tie bounced along as he walked.

"Let's get started shall we?" He exclaimed, "Class monitor, if you would do the honours please?"

Nagisa stood abruptly alongside the rest of the class, "right. Ready?" Guns pointed towards him. "Aim! Fire!" Everyone's guns shot and the pellets bounced across the room.

"Why don't I just call roll as you tire yourselves out. Isogai!"

"Here."

"Sorry, what was that I can't hear over all this gun fire."

"Here!!" Isogai called again.

I toned out the rest of the names until he called him. "Mathias!"

"Here!!" I yelled, as loud as I could at the moment. My younger selves voice was tiny.

I shot ignoring what he was saying over and over again, my eyes trailed after his tentacles. I could see his body slowing. I reloaded as quick as I could. I kept my eyes focused onto his body until he was almost frozen in the air. Moving my gun to the proper area, I shot.

The splatter of a tentickle made everyone stop. Our teachers eyes landed on me. Making on 'uwu' noise. He shrieked waving his tentacle in panic. "Mathias! You shot me." He whined.

"Isn't that what we're supposed to do?" Maehara asked. "You can't whine, were supposed to kill you. That was amazing how did you do it?" He looked at me, his eyes glinting mischievously.

"Wait," I asked. "so he did not slow down?" my fingers tapping the desk in the same pattern.

"Slow down?" Okada asked me, I nodded at her question. "Yeah, you hadn't seen him slow down. I though he stopped in mid air?"

Luckily they stopped asking me questions, I was getting tired of the constant questions. I listened on to our teachers lesson, 'The blue one.' I realized. 'Choose the blue one!' I droned on in my mind.

"Um...The blue one?" Sugino asked.

"Correct!" Their teacher beamed bright red, " the only relative pronoun is who. The relative pronoun modified the new right before it, so the clause—" I turned to hear the 'Psst.' Of Kayano.

"Look, the crescent moon is out! In broad daylight!. She said excitedly, pointing out the window. My eyes flickered out to see the moon, it was pretty.

You know I wonder what actually happened. How did he blow up the moon. Shaking my thoughts away I continued to listen to the lesson. "Who is standing over there? Describes the boy here."

I can't believe I zoned out. The bell rang when I refocused, Sadly I don't remember what I was thinking about when I zoned out.

*

I stayed in the classroom during lunch while Terasaka, Muramatsu and Yoshida went outside for information from Nagisa.

Kayano was nice, she allowed me to sit beside her whenever I was alone. We often sat in silence, talking about things that enjoyed us or problems at home. I felt like I could share anything with her, it was the same way I felt with Aguri-Sensei. I felt happy to bask in these moments of peace.

Sadly when the bell rang once more I had to move back to my seat behind Okuda.

"The final line should be 'was tentacles all along." Their teacher said, making everyone gasp.

"But sir! Was Tentacles all along?" Kazaki repeated, confused.

"Indeed, when your finished, hand them to me." He pointed a single tentacle in the air. "An example, not the storm of gardens snow or the flowers moving on but sprouting there instead was tentacles all along."

"—That doesn't even make sense!!—" he turned to see Isogai mutter that.

I started working on it, sunshine without sun, night without darkness, flowers without pots but instead— I flinched from the screech the chair made, looking up ever so slightly was Nagisa, my eyes trained on the knife.

"—Ohh, I guess it the creative streak hit Nagisa, bring it up here." Their teacher exclaimed. Nagisa attempted to stab him but was stopped by His tentacles, "not original." But then, my eyes widened like everyone else's, Nagisa hugged him.

Pellets rang out shooting fast around the class, I yelped in pain as one of them grazed my head, a few others his my stomach but I was fine.

I shook my head, pushing away my thoughts, "Nagisa!" I said, pulling the weird slimy thing off, "is he okay!" My hands shook, if he did die, I would one of my only human friends. I breathed in heavily, "Terasaka," I glared, my eyes prickled as if something was happening, "how dare you, were you that scared you used someone else for your attack?" I felt ashamed, here they were celebrating while Nagisa could be hurt.

"But— now we get the reward money, and I'll even pay for his hospital bills." I bit back from saying anything else, I looked up seeing our Teacher, I sighed in relief. I kind of liked the man, he taught me a lot in the past week.

"Terasaka,"

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