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

90 Black - Pearl Jam

Untouched sheets of clay

Were laid spread out before me

The whole topic of what we want to do with our future didn't come up anymore until we were supposed to be talking to our homeroom teacher about it. We were sitting down in the cafeteria to have our lunch, because at that stage we had abandoned the rooftop completely. It just wasn't the same anymore without Oboro and Nemuri around and we only had a few more weeks of school left.

Hizashi was appreciating that we were staying inside now, because it had started to rain a lot lately and he kept complaining about his hair getting messed up. I wasn't even sure how he managed to do his hair in the first place, because his hair was thick and strong, which meant it wasn't easy to keep that stuff in any place. But somehow he managed it. I often wondered if that was some weird secondary Quirk, like some unreal control over his hair or whatever it was.

The good thing about eating in the cafeteria was also that it almost felt like things were normal again. On the rooftop it always felt like something was missing, but down here... it was a new area and it was just the three of us now, so it was much more bearable than the roof.

"So, any ideas on what you're going to tell him?" Hizashi wanted to know. He was pretty torn about being upfront with him and making up some story that sounded good so he'd leave him alone.

And honestly, it was the same for me. I had a contract for one year for now, but I was already thinking about going independent right after that, together with Shouta. I was pretty sure we could make it somehow. And I could save up some money while I was a sidekick, so we'd have a few savings as a backup. But that wasn't a thing you told your stern homeroom teacher.

"The truth." Shouta just answered. We both looked over at him. He wasn't serious, was he? Shouta Aizawa who always tried to have as little hassle as possible was going to tell our strict teacher who was extremely worried about our future that he planned on being self-employed and becoming independent straight out of high school? Shouta Aizawa who - as everyone knew - despised the press and having to look good for the papers and the public?

"Are you insane?" Hizashi asked. I nodded along, because... Man, he'd never be left alone if he told him that. Our teacher did not like people deviating from the traditional way of becoming a pro hero with your own agency. He didn't like it at all. He preferred everyone going through the same damn process and he'd argue about it. But Shouta seemed unfazed by that.

"No, I just don't see why I should lie to him." he answered. I was shaking my head in surprise.

"Shouta, he'll never get off your back about that." I said. Shouta just shrugged and ate another piece of sushi.

"So what? What's he gonna do about it? He can't force me to go to an agency. He can't tell me what to do." he replied.

"I mean yeah, but... damn, are you really sure?" I asked him. Hizashi didn't look like he was believing a single word Shouta was saying, but then again this would be such a Shouta thing to do.

"Of course I'm sure. I'll tell him the truth, not what he wants to hear. Easy as that. If he wants to fight me about it, he can. It's not like there is a law against going independent straight out of high school. So he can try to argue with me, but it won't change a single thing." he replied with a smirk.

"Do you have a death wish or something?" Hizashi asked. Honestly, I was wondering the same.

"No. I just don't want to bullshit people anymore. I've had enough of it. If we all tell him what he wants to hear he'll think he's right. But he's not. So I'm not going to tell him some bullshit."

"Okay... Well, good luck with that, because you'll need it." Hizashi said. Shouta just smirked and shrugged, before leaning back and checking the bandages on his hands. He was still getting hurt from using his capture weapon, even though it wasn't as bad as it was a few months ago.

"I don't need any luck. I know what I want to do and I'm going to do it whether my teacher is happy with it or not. End of story." Shouta replied, before glancing over at me. I honestly had the same problem as Hizashi, trying to think of something I could safely tell my teacher without him getting annoyed.

Because while Shouta had actually become more popular with him, Hizashi and I were still not his favourite students and he would definitely talk to us in a completely different way than he would to Shouta. But Shouta just had such a relaxed attitude about all of this, it was difficult not to get infected by it. I knew exactly if I was sitting opposite our teacher like that, grinning and saying I wanted to go independent as soon as possible, he'd have a lot to say to that.

"What about you, F/N? Are you gonna tell him that you plan to move out as soon as you can?" he asked. I sighed and shrugged. I honestly didn't know. It wasn't the smartest decision to move out right away, because she could easily stay living with her parents while working with Alley Cat.

But she just really wanted to be with Shouta and live with him. Just like they did back during summer break when they had started their work studies. But her teacher wouldn't be happy if she said she was planning to do that and to go independent as soon as possible. He'd hate it.

"I'll probably just tell him that I'm going to look for a shared apartment while working with Alley Cat and saving up money to go independent. I'm not going to give him any timelines or anything like that. Probably easiest to get through that whole talk without lying much." I replied.

"I don't know what you're all so afraid of. There's nothing he can do." Shouta answered with a chuckle.

"Shouta, I don't think you understand that you've stolen Sensoji's spot as his favourite student. Hizashi and I have not. He still doesn't like us, but he likes you. You can maybe tell him stuff like that, but we can't." I explained.

"Yup, what she said." Hizashi agreed.

"And what the fuck is he going to do?" Shouta wanted to know. Honestly, he was right. He couldn't do anything, but it would still be annoying to have to listen to him talking about how impossible everything was. I just didn't want to put myself through this and neither did Hizashi.

"He can be mean to us." Hizashi muttered. Shouta rolled his eyes and shook his head. Of course Shouta didn't care. Shouta had never cared about things like that, especially not since Oboro had died.

"So what? There's going to be a lot of people that will be mean to you. You'll survive." he replied.

"Yeah, but it doesn't mean we have to provoke him into being mean to us. If we can avoid it with a tiny little white lie, then I don't see why we shouldn't." I told him. Shouta just sighed and shook his head.

"Alright, whatever. It's your thing anyway. So what are you going to tell him, Hizashi? Any ideas yet?" Shouta wanted to know. Hizashi buried his head in his hands and groaned in frustration.

"No idea. If I mention the webcast he'll give the whole spiel about it not being a proper job and so on and so forth. But I just really wanna do that. I mean, it's what I enjoy doing. And if that takes off a little, then I can split some time between that and doing hero work, but with reduced hours. But I know he's not going to like that. The only reason he'd accept for reduced hours is like... I don't know, losing a fucking leg or something. He's just such a hardass."

"Well, just don't tell him any of that then. Just tell him you're going to continue working as a side-kick for your agency for now and then you'll see how you can manage before planning anything else." I suggested.

"Yeah, but that sounds too reasonable. He'll never believe me."

"True."