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

Sleep-Deprived

A.N-

Last Time...

'What am I, your taxi driver?'

With Saiki (Limited)

After slowly walking his "Little Innocent" Grandmother from the beach to her chaotic excuse of a retirement home that she now practically ran and conquered, Kusuo headed off a three-star cheap hotel, while picking at his "necklace" with was embedded diamonds and locating chips that you can find on your phone.

'Damn you government, who came up with this idea, to begin with.'

After a few moments of waling, Saiki finds himself on the outside of a creepy, rugged down hotel with torn and color-loosing fabricated signs saying "Welcome, we're vacant"

'No wonder, no one in their right minds would come here, strang that I'm starting to lack mine...' Saiki walks in, no one was inside, other than a person may be the mid or late thirties, with his feet propped onto the counter, smoking a cigarette behind the counter.

The place unquestionably lacked a needed fire-alarm.

The worker behind the counter was wearing a what should have been a white tight-fitting tank top that also held grease or vomit stains on his shirt, while he wore tight loose gray pants that seem as if they needed to be cleaned years before yesterday. Keeping a bit of distance away the man behind the counter began to gruffly speak.

"Wha'ga want'? This place ain't for sale youngster, shoo! " he puffed a cloud of smoke in the direction of Saiki who fanned it away. "Room for Saiki," he asked blandly, looking around the room to anywhere and everywhere but directly into the man's eyes. The man raised his fuzzy eyebrow and kicked his legs down from the counter positioning himself to look at Saiki, his head falling down as he leaned his head and arms on the counter.

"You, all suit and tie and shit, want a room here in this dump, I bet you could have afforded at the least a room in a motel three times better than this shit,"

Saiki shrugged, he really didn't know why he chose this place as a hotel to stay at other than the fact that it was cheap and the reviews say even though it smelled like cigarettes, liquor, and marijuana, no bugs were ever found, dead or alive.

So that was the only positive thing about the hotel (motel?) as the person at the counter didn't bother to look at the reserved rooms on the booklet that didn't contain more than three pages worth of names, and he threw him a pair of rusty keys and sent him off ("Room 9, up the stairs and just follow the signs," Saiki stared at the man for a moment, all the things he was thinking off was hooking up with some girls that were way passed his league, "What you' standing there for? Scram!")

So Saiki walked himself to Room 9, and as like the outside was the inside. No bugs as promised from what he could see, looking under the bed and the cracked and broken TV screen. No bugs here, no bugs there, no bugs anywhere.

Sighing in relief Saiki sat down, mid-air. No way was he even going to touch anything in the room bare.

Burning the matress into ashes, he sent that away in replace of a nicer five-star hotel bed, he did the same to the floor. All the carpet was made into nice wooden floors, walls painted white and lampshades and bulbs replaced, the room was as good as new.

Which it was.

Nothing, not anything in the room was from the original placement. Even the bathroom was cleaned and replaced in what Saiki thinks is like most thirty minutes.

Now happy with himself he laid on the nicely made, clean bed in a sigh. It was pitch black outside, not even the street lights could brighten the place, as he turned himself into sleep.

It never came.

To Saiki's surprise for sure, he was always able to sleep, with his lullaby or not. Tossing and turning careful of his limiters Saiki could not get comfortable enough to sleep. It was horrid.

After giving up on sleeping, Saiki just looked at the roof. Mice crawling around the area.

Saiki's first few thoughts went about his family, last time he had seen them he had confronted his dad about lying to everyone in the family about his mother, and he didn't know how things ended after that since he didn't see how his mother reacted after that.

The next thoughts went around and stayed for a long time about his students.

Kaede was for sure a weird student he had, her thoughts for sure had one of the most blood-lust he had seen in a while (excluding himself when he wants) (A.N- Sorry to bother you midway, but through the manga Saiki does tend to have a ton of blood lust shown, when speaking to the lions in the circus, when forcing two kids to accept an apology from Yuuta, and the time he went to the zoo)

Though Kaede didn't seem to have much Koro-Sensei killing growth as did the other students. She was in pain based on her frequent thoughts when in the gym with Saiki but nothing other than that... Saiki liked his students at the most but will still want them to be happy.

Then one of his least favorite students, Karma. Weird one for sure, Saiki nodded his head in approval to his own inner dialogue.

Close friends with Nagisa, for sure. Crazy, no-filter to his personality. Though there has to be a reason behind that. Kids in E-3 were placed in E-3 for a reason that doesn't always have to do on how they do in school, but outside, their homes.

Saiki knows Nagisa has a few problems, with his father being his neighbor and not Nagisa himself, to say the least, it did pain him in the slightest to see his favorite student in pain, or not in a comfortable life.

He'll see what he can do.