All I Have Is All You Gave To Me [Young!Aizawa x Reader]

60 Self-Esteem - The Offspring

Well, I guess I should stick up for myself

But I really think it's better this way

"Anyhow, grab your costumes and gather outside. Today, you'll be doing some joint practical exercises with class B." our teacher announced when he was done with his role call. I rolled my eyes.

Joint practical exercises were his favourite thing to do and he especially enjoyed pitching the four of us against Sensoji or anyone else who didn't like us. Which were a good few people, to be honest. Practical exercises sucked in our own class and they were worse together with class B.

"Figure out your own strengths and shortcomings. Those already excelling - work on strengthening your weaknesses before your work studies. And those of you lagging behind - try to visualize the route you need to take." our teacher added, as we all trudged up to the front of the class to grab our hero costumes. I sighed as I got the case out and made my way towards the door.

"I can't believe we're doing this again. I mean, don't we have any other stuff to learn sometimes?" Shouta muttered behind me. I turned around and just shrugged. He looked just as annoyed as I was.

"I don't know. Anyway, I better get changed. You know my costume is extremely elaborate and I need ages to get changed into it..." I replied, rolling my eyes. Shouta laughed quietly and nodded.

"Yeah, me too. Always takes me ages to get changed, I don't understand why they can't just let us wear the costumes every day." he said. Of course neither of us was actually serious about that.

The two of us probably had the most unspectacular outfits in the entire school - Shouta with his black pants, black shirt and fingerless gloves and his binding cloth and me with a pretty simple black jumpsuit, that had a few utility belts. Its only purpose was to make it easier for me to hide in the dark and to hide myself behind an illusion. Apart from that it was as effective as my school uniform.

The whole class quickly made their way into the changing rooms. Getting changed into our hero costume had become such a routine for us already that we could probably do it in a matter of seconds. We soon were all done and gathered outside where our teacher was already waiting for us.

"First up is one-on-one battle training. The match-ups will be assigned randomly. Get out there and make good use of what defines you." he announced to us and started announcing our match-ups.

I got quite lucky, as I was assigned to be with Maiko. Which meant she wouldn't go easy on me, but she also wouldn't be nasty like Yuki surely would have been. Someone else was up against Yuki and I definitely pitied whoever it was. But poor Shouta was paired up with Sensoji.

Battle training with Sensoji was no fun at all, because he just had no chill whatsoever. And he was a douchebag, but that wasn't even the main issue with him. He was literally just out for blood and he wouldn't give up until he had won. I had been up against him once before and it sucked.

It was almost as bad as being up against Yuki, and Yuki had it especially out for her. She was absolutely vicious with her attacks. The amount of times I had to get fixed up by Recovery Girl after doing battle training with her was phenomenal. I think even our teacher was worried.

"Hey, you up for this, girlie?" Maiko asked me as she approached me. I looked back at her and grinned.

"Sure. Do we take it easy or do we go hard?" I wanted to know. I liked that Maiko usually was up for almost anything. She wasn't trying insanely hard to impress everyone around her and that made it relaxing to be around her.

"How about we go easy for the first match until we get a shoutout from Teach? I have more training later on today and I don't really wanna be wrecked for that again." Maiko replied with a shrug.

"Sure, sounds good to me." I said and we took our positions. Our first match was pretty relaxed, which is probably why I managed to win. If Maiko wanted to win, there was no way she would leave any sort of opening. It was insanely difficult to catch her completely unaware.

The second match she won after I had already been using my Quirk for a good while and was getting a little tired. My illusions would usually become kind of glitchy and patchy when that happened and I would get headaches. That was another reason why I hated battle training.

Every single time during battle training I would overuse my Quirk and get migraines that only lasted an entire day if I was lucky. Normally they could last anywhere between 3 and 4 days and by then we were usually doing battle training again and I pretty much had a persistent headache.

The third match was the one in which we were called out by our homeroom teacher, because we hadn't been breaking a sweat yet. Thankfully I was the one to react to that faster and managed to beat Maiko. Otherwise she would have absolutely killed me during that round.

Just as I was helping her up again, so we could go over our post-match analysis, we heard some sort of commotion. We turned around and of course it came from the direction of Shouta and Sensoji. There was a huge dust cloud and as it cleared I could see Shouta down on the ground, bruises and scratches on his face and his hands and Sensoji towering over him.

"You suck, Aizawa. Same goes for your crappy Erasure or whatever it's called. You go and erase a guy's Quirk and start twirling with that weird rag around your neck? Battling against you is a total snoozefest. Especially cause I don't get to really shine. And tell me - what's the freakin' point when you just lose in a fistfight anyway?" Sensoji said to him. I could feel my blood boiling and I was in a good mind to go and punch him in his stupid, ugly face, but Maiko seemed to read my mind, as she leaned on my shoulder, as if she was watching what was going on, and shook her head in disbelief. I couldn't get away without throwing her off and it was probably better that way.

Sensoji walked up to Shouta and pointed at his forehead, trying to somehow intimidate him. Shouta wasn't having any of it and kept staring straight into his eyes, no matter how close Sensoji got to him.

"Take your boring parlor tricks and go home, loser." Sensoji growled before giving him a last push and walking away. Our homeroom teacher had managed to snap out of his trance and looked after him.

"Woah, Sensoji! You think petty arguing is gonna cut it in a real fight?" he shouted when he figured that Sensoji wasn't going to cooperate and stay behind to get a lecture on his bullying.

Not that it would help. He almost got expelled one time for it, but ever since it was like no one saw what was going on anymore. Sure, he wasn't trying to stab out shouta's eyes anymore, but it was still bad enough. Our teacher turned back to Shouta, a concerned look in his eyes.

"You okay, Aizawa?" he wanted to know. Shouta rolled his eyes and got up, before wiping his face with the sleeve of his hero costume. He didn't look like he wanted to talk a whole lot anyway.

"Yeah." was all he replied, before turning away from everyone and heading back to a group of students from our class.

"Not that I've got a choice. Nothing I can do about my Quirk." I still heard him muttering, as he disappeared. I looked at Maiko. I was worried about Shouta. Him still not having a work study was weighing heavily on his mind. It didn't help that our teacher had pointed it out in front of everyone earlier. And him getting publicly humiliated by Sensoji like that just now wasn't great either.

"What are you waiting for?" Maiko asked. I raised an eyebrow, not sure what exactly she meant. Maiko just rolled her eyes as if I was the most stupid person she had ever encountered.

"Go after him! I'll make up an excuse and cover for you. He clearly needs someone right now."