I know this has been sitting in the corner for a long time but this series is the hardest to write. So much that it took my months, MONTHS just to get this chapter out.

Feel free to give out suggestions and ideas, because I'm going to need them.

First day

Karma arrived at school earlier than usual and was met at the school grounds, Gakushu Asano talking with Ren Sakakibara. It was probably some possible bad-mouthing of his class, Class-E.

As the red head walked closer towards the pair, he noticed that Gakushu's eye were violet again.

"Oh Asano! Class is that way." Karma called out, catching the attention of the two as he pointed back with his thumb to Class-E's building. Ren and Gakushu smiled, and continued to ignore him as they turned their heads away from him.

Karma let amused yet annoyed of this treatment that Gakushu was forgetting of his role as the Department's representative. Karma stood in front of the two and was about to grab Gakushu until he was pulled back. Before he knew it, Karma was being dragged back by a person cladded in black.

The stranger wore a black double-breasted hooded coat with its hood up. It was only buttoned to the waist down, underneath was some military-styled white cargo pants. Matching this were some black boots tucked in.

"Of course you can see me, you just had to see me." That person muttered under his breathe. "Thank god you saw me then before I do any night shifts."

Karma attempted to free himself as he was being dragged by the collar, this mystery person was stronger than he looks, and the red-head looked back to Gakushu and Ren who just smiled back at him. They waved and turned away, walking away to the main building.

"Let go!" Karma tried to attack his way out but the other easily dodged them with no effort.

"It is a good thing I arrive as I did although I preferred if I were with my colleagues at La Morton." A familiar voice called out as the mystery person let go of Karma. Karma looked bewildered when the person turned around and removed the hood. The red head was met with strawberry blonde hair. "You could had botched the entire operation up from day one."

Gakushu Asano was standing in front of him. "Asano! But!" Karma looked back and forth from Gakushu to the main building in a frantic. The only difference was the Gakushu here had the black framed glasses and chartreuse phosphorescent coloured eyes.

"A very talented double." Gakushu simply answered, looking amused as he dug his hands into his coat pockets. "Come on."

"What's up with the getup?" Karma asked as the two walked up the mountain steps, intrigued of what his fellow student was wearing.

"Uniform." Gakushu gave a short answer. Afterwards, the two stayed quiet with neither having the muster to start another conversation. The amber eyed boy noticed that Gakushu wasn't even tired from the journey. When they reached to the top, the strawberry blonde boy turned back to Karma.

Karma only now just noticed of the phone in Gakushu's gloved hand, there he had many key-themed keychain hanging on his black phone. He dare say that one made the boy obvious that he was a KH fan.

"I will see you in class." And Gakushu escorted himself into the building. Then he talked to his phone, "Hey Gretel, I found Kara."

Karma just realised something as he watched Gakushu closed the door behind him, Ren was in this too. Ren was there and he smiled to Karma, as if…

'Shit, we have three Department members in this school… How does a kid join a Ghost organisation? And wasn't La Morton that posh school that was almost impossible to get into?'

The class was having a major discussion about Gakushu as it was expected.

"You think that Korosensei would notice it?"

"How did he join?"

"Maybe it won't be so bad…"

"This is Gakushu we are talking about."

And then the first bell rang to signal the first lesson, Korosensei walked inside the class with Gakushu following behind him. Everyone felt like they were drowning from the tense atmosphere. Karma noticed that Gakushu changed out of his clothes, instead of wearing that uniform from earlier, he was wearing a simple and tight-fitted European black suit.

"As you all know from yesterday, I have been in the Department since I was 10." Gakushu said with an expressionless look, "I am Gakushu Asano of the Japanese Branch and I work Retrieval Division, I have experience in Intel and specialised dispatches."

'Branches…?' Karasuma thought it dread, he could never expect that the ghost organisation was that well-funded and that massive globally. He also recounted that Thomas Freeman mentioned of Divisions, Identification and Retrieval. Strange if you asked me.

"Do not worry, unless I receive orders, I will not kill your alien." The strawberry blonde gestured his head to the yellow alien teacher.

'So…' Karasuma remembered a case earlier in this year, that a high government French official was found dead but reports say that he simply died of a heart attack. However a man in a black suit was seeing jumping off from the building with a garden slasher, passing all security. Then a letter signed by the Department was sent. So the dark haired teacher went to the most logical conclusion, they kill upon orders.

"And if I do happen to kill, do not judge me on the basis of money, I'm sure the Department wouldn't even care for a measly 10 billion bounty if we have the needs to repair the moon." Gakushu reminded the class.

"I will observe from the back of your routine." Gakushu walked to the back of the class and the class tried to go back to their routine. However that was difficult when you have someone silently stood at the back and writing down notes in his notebook.

Gakushu had the look of indifference when observing many of the class's numerous fail attempts on assassinating the yellow octopus teacher. If anything, the only thing he did was writing more notes.

'At least I got some work to do.' Gakushu thought to himself as he finished off his daily reports before having to go through his new paperwork duties. 'I had underestimated how much free time I got from being a student at Class-A, it sucks being a prodigy in everything sometimes.'

'At least I had Ren to talk with, I swear he is the best thing in this goddamn school.'

Gakushu muttered under his breathe, "I really want some cake right now. I can't wait for lunch, I really want that strawberry shortcake now."

Physical Education came rolling around with Gakushu looking as bored as ever. The game was capture the flags, to showcase of their abilities to Gakushu and to the Department. It was easy to see that Gakushu was mildly disappointed. He preferred to have his head glued to a German book titled 'Brecht'.

He rather read a book after only five minutes of observing their class. How typical of Gakushu Asano, even if he was utterly adorable from yesterday… Actuality it was becoming a struggle not to think Gakushu in a negative way, since everyone's eyes has been set on cuteness filter.

They all mentally slapped themselves.

The double lesson went on for the next hour, Gakushu was still seated on a bench with occasional looks at the class and primary at Karma before looking down to his book.

"So, what do you think of their performance?" Korosensei tried to drive Gakushu's attention back to the class. It worked as Gakushu popped his head out from his book, it was fucking adorable. Karma, yesterday deduced that Gakushu was actually Ichigo from Candy Fest. He could never look at Ichigo, his songs and dance in the same way again.

Candy Fest was an idol group that surfaced on YouTube, there are four members; Hazel, Earl, Chocolat and Ichigo. All have blonde hair and all of green eyes. It was so hard to see Gakushu as Ichigo, as the idol was best described as the most innocent being, otherwise known as a cinnamon roll.

And it was more difficult to see Gakushu as not being cute, Karma and many others realised that now, Gakushu was cute than he was cool. It was hard not to un-saw it when Gakushu hid under Thomas's shirt.

"Lack-lusting to say the least." Gakushu shrugged. His attitude was ticking off many students in a bad way as he shut his book gracefully within a huff.

'Tell that to your second placement!' Karma thought and before anyone could get defensive over his statement, Gakushu continued on with his speech.

"If you want me to judge from the Department's standards that is. As for a normal person, it is quite impressive." Gakushu oddly praised the class while still maintaining a cold look. "So please, please question my actions during my time as a mundane and main building student." Suddenly Gakushu stood behind of the teacher, and he was casually juggling a knife, a real pocket knife.

Karma looked as if his eyes popped right out of his sockets, and this look as best describing the rest of the class. The red head didn't bother to hide his shock as Gakushu played with his knife. 'When did he?'

"And Karma, I should refrain your from carrying pocket knives to school." Then Gakushu sighed, his bright neon green-yellow eyes twitched, he stopped his knife trick as he rubbed his temple with his free hand. "Great, you made me mentally thanked Ikeda. You are doing a wonderful job today, even if I am a Department member, you somehow always get on my nerves."

"You are like red-haired version of him."

Whoever this Ikeda was, Karma really wants to meet him.

"First you almost expose my double, then the Aka incident, thanking fucking goddamn Ikeda and what next? That you somehow get involved of getting attacked by a Shinigami?" Gakushu ranted, clearly releasing his temper one word at a time.

Gakushu's phone started to ring but he chose to ignore it. Although everyone else but Gakushu missed it, Korosensei ever so slightly flinched when Gakushu looked over them with a glare. As if he was above them. Not that they know but the malicious glint in his eyes were actually more of a subtle 'I'm angry and need to vent somehow without putting the whole school in hospital.'

His bright chartreuse phosphorescent looked deep into everyone else's eyes. "But I really, I thought it was obvious since I'm on official representative business, I have to stop using my coloured contacts when I'm out here." Gakushu let out a sigh as he took another turn on taunting the Class of End.

"Maybe I should get a haircut as well, can't have you mistake me for my double now can we?" Gakushu said to himself as he pinched his fringe. He then dropped the knife to the ground. 'Why do they continue to have Grell do paperwork? He screws it up every-time the moment he touches that one sheet.'

Gakushu turned to the rest of the class, glancing over as he watched them getting uncomfortable under his neon-stare. 'Maybe this won't be so bad, the last Grell mishap had me battling over a skyscraper in Tokyo.'

"Because I have permission to tell you some things, and make sure that you keep yourself in line. I don't not want more work that I already have now that I'm added to daily paperwork shifts. Especially since the Department is planning a 'transfer' for me."

"What do you mean?" Korosensei asked, Gakushu politely yet cheekily smiled.

"After school, a man who looked very similar to Thomas Freeman named William T. Spears will come forth to Gakuhou Asano and explain of how he was interest in Gakushu Asano's talents, he will offer a placement for a prestigious boarding school in one of the four houses, Weston College. All expensive payed for the rest of his schooling career." Gakushu explained.

"I think blue would suit me doesn't me, being in the house of the Sapphire Owls. Now that I don't have to school anymore, it means that I have to do more work that I would usually would. Well?"

"You guys are loaded." Karma bluntly said as he crossed his arms.

"I know, it is good to see that we aren't really doing it for the money." Gakushu answered back.

"Frankly I found it odd that the Department decided now to be involved." Gakushu shrugged his shoulders. "But orders are orders. I would have even gave up my first place ranking in the next set of exams if I had to join the class, and you would had never noticed a thing."

"It would had made me the perfect mole, everyone would had thought I was forced to join because of my father. No noticeable attention, my transfer wouldn't batter an eyelid." The more Gakushu explained, the more fearful and unsettled the class were, it was because what Gakushu said was true.

They would had never suspected him, they didn't nor did Korosensei know that Gakushu was involved with a high-end ghost organisation.

"Now if you could excuse me, I'm going to have some tea with Karasuma-sensei. He was the most bearable one since he recognise my position and looking past my age." Gakushu said and he walked back into the building.

'God, I need my cake.'

"Looks like he is destroying his bridges again…" A female voice told herself with concern. She turned to her male co-worker who had curly black hair. "What do you think Ivan?"

"Like what everyone else is thinking Lucia, poor kid." He answered. "Antonio aren't going to like that he isn't making friends his age again."

"At least he's starting." A new voice joined in, another female voice but it sounded familiar from the voice to talk to Thomas Freeman that day. "Gakushu finding a photo and returned it to its owner, although I could never guess who that person was."

"Yeah, at least he is testing with someone who knew him as an Asano." Ivan said to himself. "Lets just hope that the building still stands, you know how his temper is like."

I realised that almost everything about the Department and Gakushu's personality is spoiled if you read 'Until the day I'm forgiven.'