The Fallen (Aizawa x OC)

Ch 17 - Meeting the Kids

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There's a knock on the door before Aizawa pops his head in, "The other students are starting to arrive." Shiro nods at the ravenette, who then goes back out and continues to guard the door. Todoroki lightly taps her shoulder to get her attention since he remembered why she came into the room in the first place.

"What was the favor you needed Ami-nee? Can I... can I still call you that?"

"Oh right, could you help me figure something out about my quirk? You'll have to use your left side though... and I know you don't like to," she then sends him a soft smile, "Of course you can, although it might be complicated to explain to your classmates, maybe when it's just us?"

The heterochromatic boy thinks for a bit with a slight pout and nods, then asks, "Is this favor for your fight against my father?" The white haired woman simply nods in response. "Then I'd love to help."

Shouto faces Shiro and raises his left hand so that it's in front of both of them and activates his quirk. A little ball of flames floats in the boy's hand and the vigilante smiles and gently caresses his cheek with the back of her hand. "Your flames are warm and comforting Shouto. Even though you inherited this quirk from him, your flames are nothing like his. Don't be scared to use your left side, it's YOUR quirk, not his."

The dual haired student's eyes widen, his chest aches as he remembers the night his mother burned him, despite telling him that it would be okay for HIM to become a hero. His eyes glaze over as he's lost in thought, becoming quiet. But his attention is brought back as he notices the red markings dancing around Shiro's fingertips and trailing up her hand to her forearm. "Is that?...."

"Yes, this is part of my other... form," without further explanation, Shiro reaches her now metallic red hand towards the flame. I feel the warmth, but it's nowhere near a burning sensation. She slowly brings her hand closer to the flame, until eventually she closes her hand around the ball of ember and extinguishes it.

Shouto's eyes are wide with shock as they flick up towards Shiro's, "That didn't burn or hurt at all?"

"No it didn't, I guess Nezu's theory was correct." I have to thank him later, I never would've made that connection. Just as she finishes her thought Yaoyorozu, Iida, Kirishima, and Bakugo walk into the room.

"Woah sensei, your hand looks totally badass! That's so manly!" Kirishima exclaims. The other students who had walked in are also looking at her hands in awe, but nobody else said anything out loud. I wonder if she's even stronger in that form. Since it's slightly reflective, it's almost like her skin is armor... Bakugo thinks to himself.

Shiro turn to the single female student in the room, "Ah Momo-chan, would you be able to make a fire resistant bodysuit? Preferably nylon or a coated aramid fabric. If you're not able to or just don't want to, it's perfectly fine."

"Yes I'd love to! Do you have a color preference?"

"I guess I'd have to go with white right? Haha," the teacher laughs, "A design with the upper back open would also be ideal." The ponytail student nods and turns around to lift her shirt up to activate her quirk. Handing her the newly made clothing Momo says, "Please don't hesitate to let me know if the sizing is off, I can easily make a new one!"

The angelic teacher gives her a smile and a nod. Thanking her by bringing her into a warm and comfortable side hug. "It looks perfect, you're amazing Momo-chan thank you so much!" The referred to student eyes widen and sparkle as she blushes, hearing praise from someone you highly admire and respect really hits different.