Raindrop Side Stories

Jozawa - 10

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Joue's POV

"You're doing much better," Aizawa stated and I glanced up. I forced myself to stand up, breathing heavy. "Try one more."

"Really?"

"Yes."

"You know I'm not one of your students, I'm not built for this."

"Then we'll build you for it, come at me Joue," he commanded. I let out a breath, running at him. He swung for me and I ducked. However, growing tired and sloppy, I miscalculated from what he had taught me. He kicked me just a little too hard in my side and I stumbled, back onto my butt. I placed a hand on my side, cringing in pain. "Ah you won't get me this time. You can't fake an injury to catch me off guard like the first practice."

"No, no time out. You kicked me really hard," I said.

"Get up, you need to work for it. You can't just trick me." I glanced up at him, my eyebrows dipped in pain.

"I'm serious this time, Aizawa," I said, trying to help myself up. Once I was stood, he took an offensive step towards me. I flinched hard, unable to protect myself. I just grasped his wrist to keep him from hitting me, wincing slightly. "Please don't."

"You're serious?"

"Yes," I said, letting go of his arm. That hand resumed it's place at my side, moving slightly as I breathed. "I'm not at a high enough level yet."

"Oh...oh I'm--I'm sorry," he said, placing a hand on top of the one I had clutching my side. His boot was sure to leave a bruise.

"It's fine," I said, "Let's just call it a day."

"Right," he replied. I walked with him towards the bench. All the decorations from the Valentine's dance were gone, leaving the gym empty and rather unused. I reached for my bag, stopping when Aizawa swooped in and grabbed it for me. "Come on."

"Wh--" he placed an arm around my shoulder, carrying both our bags with his free one. I frowned slightly, seeing as he was trying to help me walk or guide me back to the apartments. I stumbled slightly, keeping up with him the best I could. "I can carry my own--"

"It's alright, don't worry," he stated. We walked all that way in this unusual awkward silence. Our silences were usually quiet and comfortable. Now I was just irritable and confused as to why he was acting so strangely. When we reached the door, he began to reach in my bag for my keys.

"Aizawa." He looked up at me.

"I can unlock my own door," I said, holding my hand out for the bag. He paused before handing it over to me, a sour look on his face rather than his typical tired expression. I did so, placing my bag inside.

"I can get you ice," he said. I stopped him with a hand on my doorframe.

"I'm okay," I replied. "You don't have to make a big deal out of it. I just wanted to stop for today."

"Of course," he agreed, nonchalantly.

"So I'll see you later?" He stopped, half expecting me to invite him in. I usually did, but all I wanted was to shower and go to bed.

"Yes."

"Cool," I replied. I slipped inside, letting out a heavy sigh as I shut the door. I lifted up my shirt, seeing my skin turning slightly purple. Of course it was there, I bruised so easy. I winced as I placed a hand over it again. I didn't mean to make it such a big deal, I was just afraid he wouldn't actually stop like I asked. Of course he'd eventually catch on, but Aizawa still expected the same out of me as he did out of his students. I just didn't have the training for it. I had to stop eventually.