You felt the bed shift, slightly waking you from your slumber.
Opening just one eye, you saw that Aizawa had finally settled down onto the bed, however it seemed like the sun was already out and scattering into your room through the open bedroom door and window.
You looked a him and his sleeping form.
And maybe due to sleepiness, you decided to give him a small poke. Just to make sure he was really there with you and it wasn't some sort of dream.
You struggled to trust your senses when it came to telling reality apart from illusions... especially what had happened before.
"Aizawa?" Was what came out of your mouth, grogginess still having effects on you.
He hummed turning to you. He gave a small smiled and cuddled you. "Ahh sorry. Did I wake you? Go back to sleep, Honey."
His warmth and protective hold onto you was always comforting.
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"Hello young ones." Yagi waved at you warmly as you walked into the lounge with Aizawa and Tora. "I do hope you have a good day ahead." He was in his usual loose formal wear with a side bag in hand.
Aizawa raised a brow, "are you not going to be teaching classes yet?" The slight annoyance in Aizawa's voice could be heard as the skinnier pro gave him a sheepish smile.
"Ah... about that-"
"If you're not going to be doing your job... then why come back at all?" Aizawa sneered at the man before walking to his desk with you in his hand and Tora holding yours, giving Yagi a mockingly 'shocked' expression.
It wasn't that Aizawa hated the man- more of tired of the other pro's shit to be honest- since he was usually gone, and if he wasn't, it was quite obvious who he favored teaching. Another factor was that Aizawa had to substitute most of the classes he'd miss to teach- as if being 1-A's homeroom and being the go to substitute teacher wasn't a pain in the ass already.
You never really caught the skinnier hero's name, but you'd see him in the lounge a few times, maybe talking over to other teachers, maybe fixing some files or having phone calls at his desk, it was a rare occasion to see him there just resting. He was pretty much like Aizawa.... just a little dorkier.
As the teachers worked and the students tried to learn, You and Tora spent your time doing all sorts of things.
One was watching on Aizawa's Ipad, then doodling around with the sketchbook the man had brought the other day so he'd have an instant compilation of your works and maybe you'd be up to walking around the lounge since Tora always seemed like he wanted to take a look around the place and stretch his usually active legs.
And then there were times you'd have your lessons, but that was rare now, specially with teachers working overtime.
It seemed like they were serious about something; planning for an event or so.
Tora would flick his ears every time he hears a conversation starting.
"Damn, can't they talk somewhere else?" He'd complain and slump onto the desk and seemingly take a quick nap.
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It was one of those rare occasions you'd see the skinny and tall blonde hero in the lounge, doing nothing or just resting.
Either way, you caught his eyes. The tired sunken eyes of the skinny hero met yours as you shyly peaked at him in interest.
He flashed a smile and waved at you, mouthing a 'hello'. You waved by shyly as you turned to see Tora sleeping.
You were quite hesitant of the man, but you didn't understand the feeling. There was just something that told you not to get close. Don't get friendly, despite the man looking like a tired old man.
You watched as he returned to reading the papers in hand, his eyes glancing at you ever so often as his smile faltered a bit.
You kept your curious gaze at him as he turned to you with a sad smile. It made you wonder just what he was reading.
"Ah- Yamada-kun?" Yagi called out to the other blonde as he rose from his chair to talk to Yamada, supposedly about the papers he had read.
Their conversation barely a whisper, you can see them glancing your way ever so often. Yamada seemingly talking more than Yagi as the latter would look at you, a small frown forming.
"So the kid-"
Yamada nodded, "She and Shohei-"
He stopped himself as he noticed you looking, and almost looking like you'd want to come close. He knew that face, the shy curiosity in your eyes.
"Aizawa rescued them and took them in... I actually thought you'd know more by now." Yamada gave a small smile.
"I see." Yagi muttered. "Poor thing went through a lot."
They turned to you as you went back to doodling, probably lost interest in them.
Yamada bid Yagi goodbye as the former went to attend his class as the latter went back to his desk, reading about the files on the two new comers of Class 1-A, which was extremely rare for UA.
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"Hoshiko Yamada... Shohei Aizawa... (Y/n) Aizawa." He looked at the three separate files. He was informed about Tora as well and was about to receive a file about him too once they were done being processed.
It was a peculiar setting, really.
In all of UA's years, never once did they allow students to become hero course students without either being recommended, passed the entrance or passed some sort of transferee test. But never something like this.
Shohei and Hoshiko were both a year or two younger than the entire first year classes, and if it wasn't weird enough, they got into the hero course because Nezu had decided that they were 'already capable' of being in the course aside from any formal test. Not to mention the fact that they were pretty much still new to the world around them.
Months after being exposed to the world doesn't mean they are ready.
Years of training for god knows what in that laboratory doesn't mean they are capable of becoming heroes, but Yagi would just have to see their skill in person.
He had met Hoshiko already, having her in class and watching her act as a rather academically bright student. He was yet to meet Shohei, or see either of them in action.
His thoughts were interrupted by a paper airplane hitting his head. The scrawny man looked at the poorly made plane and turned to the direction it came from.
You and Tora looked at each other then turned away, as if pretending you had nothing to do with it.
"I told you not to throw it in that direction." Tora 'whispered', making Yagi chuckle.
Yagi smiled and got the paper plane. He went up to you and handed the paper plane back. Before you could actually hold it, Yagi brought it back closer to him as he examined it.
He didn't want to be mean but the paper plane was poorly made.
"You should fold it like this and actually-" he started to explain as he folded the paper better, "-apply a little more pressure when folding the wings." He smiled at his little work and gave it back to you, this time really letting you hold it.
"Thaâank you." You muttered with a small smile on your face. Tora just glanced at the man before turning to look at the much better formed paper plane.
Yagi smiled at you two, the innocence you both had was something to be cherished and protected. If only he were still as strong as he once was, maybe he would have been involved in your case and maybe even prevented things like this from happening.
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"What are we doing here anyway?" Tora clicked his tongue, standing by you and Aizawa as he waited for his class to arrive.
"We're going to have rescue missions and I need to supervise as well..." Aizawa explained.
"Still doesn't explain why we're here-" Tora then turned to the man and glared. "I swear if you make us the rescue dummies-"
"No- jesus." Aizawa sighed at the Tiger boy's accusation. "No one is in the faculty right now... so no one will be able to supervise you..."
Tora rolled his eyes and crossed his arms, "Totally better than being here... plus I ain't a baby."
Aizawa sighed, "Where the hell is AllMight?"
Tora turned to Aizawa in Horror, "A-Allmight?" The tone in his voice gave it all away. He turned to you in fear.
The loud rumbling of laughter made you to tense up. "Never fear for I am here!" The loud, low voice of the iconic No.1 had you shaking as his giant form walked out of the shadows in his golden age costume.
"Yet again another dramatic entrance." Aizawa rolled his eyes. "You could scare-" he turned to see you two already stepping back. "-the kids." Aizawa turned to AllMight in concern, his eyes watching as things played out quicker than he'd like.
The giant hand reach out to pat you, oblivious to your feelings. This was something Aizawa hated from AllMight, his obliviousness.
"AllMight don't-"
But before he could even warn the man, an incredible force pushed him away, sending him crashing to the building.
"(Y/n)-" He had cut himself off at the sight of your current expression.
He had thought you'd look terrified because of the man's size and obvious loudness, but no. You held no feeling. You had to emotions.
You only had the look to kill.
This is the entire reson why it took so long to update these chapters. I'll publish the next by tomorrow!