Chapter 13. Working Hard

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Alina

Today was the day. Today was the day that I was going to meet my new classmates. Today was the day I was going to take Bakugou's advice and talk with my uncle.

I just need to get him to forgive me for sleeping on the sofa with Bakugou.

A warm blush coated my cheeks as I recalled rousing in the early hours of the morning to find my uncle standing over us like a haunting shadow.

We had fallen asleep on opposite sides of the sofa under one blanket. Our feet barely touched, but that was enough for a deadly aura to grow from my uncle. It was what had woken me from my sleep.

Bakugou sleepily headed back to his own dorm while I sat with my hands folded in my lap. My uncle paced back and forth as he lectured about sharing sleeping quarters with the opposite sex.

"Do we need to have this discussion at four in the morning?" I asked groggily.

"D-did your mother ever have this discussion with you?" Aizawa asked looking as if he didn't know if he was going to be angry or sick.

"I asked her where babies came from once." I shrugged.

My uncle's face paled.

Rising from my seat I took his hand in mine.
"We don't have to discuss this. It was as I said. We ate, talked, and fell asleep." I left out how giddy I felt with Bakugou, and how sweet he was to me. He didn't need to know that.

"Maybe I am overreacting, and it was my fault for leaving you two alone. I shouldn't be mad at you two. I'm sorry Alina, I'm still trying to figure all of this out."

"It's only been a few days. You're doing better than my father ever did." I quickly pressed my lips together as I realised I had said that aloud.

My uncle's face fell. He seemed to be riddled with guilt, shame, and sorrow. I watched the emotions flit across his face before he settled on tired.

"You should get some rest. Your classmates will be here later today, and I have a lesson to plan." His hand reached out for a moment before falling back to his side.

"Yeah, okay." Deflated I headed to my own dorm. I paused outside of Bakugou's room.

I wasn't sure why, I had this nagging feeling of wanting to be comforted. I wrapped my arms around myself and closed my door behind me. I didn't want to disturb Bakugou. He had been nice enough to help me in the first place.

No I needed to figure this out on my own. I crawled into my new bed and stared at the soft glow of the fairy lights.

Tomorrow, I will go up to him and ask him to tell me what he knows. I am an Aizawa and I have a right to know. Not just for me, but for my parents too.

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The next morning I jolted out of bed and hissed as sunlight peeked through the small part in my curtains. I scooted farther back on my bed and hid in the shadows.

Perfect.

I growled in annoyance. I was irritable due to lack of sleep. I spent most of the night thinking about that memory I had while watching the movie.

There was something I was missing. Something important.

I didn't have time to worry about it now. I could feel the burning in my throat. I was thirsty. I needed blood. Wanting to kick myself for not thinking about this sooner, I made a mental note to keep a trunk in my room.

Quiet as a shadow I slipped silently from my room and made my way downstairs to my uncle's floor. The ache in my chest was growing. The need to feed was getting stronger.

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