EraserMic One-Shots (Angst/Fluff/Different AU's)

Chapter 2: Soldiers From Opposite Sides

(EraserMic fluff skit) (Context: Aizawa and Hizashi are fighting in a war, on opposite sides. What will happen when two soldiers get trapped in a building that is slowly collapsing?)

Aizawa's POV:

 Every noise is louder than before. I can barely see what's happening. I am blinded. All I know is that people are injured and we are under SEVERE enemy attack.. shooting blindly at anything that moves won't help. I am crouching behind a wall, blood is everywhere. Including on my face. 

People are heard saying their prayers or calling for their mothers. I take one look at my squadron and I know that these men can't fight anymore. They are broken... Tired. Hungry. And Homesick.. they miss their families... 

So do I. But I won't give up. I say something briefly but I can't even hear my voice... I get up weary and burdened I run. I run and run and run and run. I don't know where I am running I'm just running. All I can think of is hope. Hope that I MIGHT make it out alive. 

Hizashi's POV:

 I have lost my voice. There isn't any point in yelling for help when help won't arrive. I slide down to the floor. I hope something will end me quickly because I know it's over. I'm trapped in a building and I can't get out. I already tried shooting the rubble but that just made it worse... I tried to scream and yell but no one could hear me. I was long gone. Tears stained my pale sickened face. I had seen too much for my heart and head to handle.

 Maybe this was good... Maybe it was okay to die. I was laying there on the floor unable to bring myself to do anything... I was slipping away... I let my eyes droop and then shut... But only for a moment before it came back. The guns. the screams.. the yelling and the blood. All the bombs and air raid sirens. I jolted up awake and never wanted to sleep again. I stayed awake even though I shouldn't. My body was dead I couldn't move... I didn't want to die.. did I? 

Then again I had nothing to lose when I joined the army.. no children no wife or husband. No father. Just my mother.. but, she didn't mind me going. I was alone.. so why not end it all. if I die my mother would be the only person to mourn.. and I warned her about that.. she knew what I was doing was best... But was it...? 

All these thoughts were running through my blurry mind when all of a sudden I heard him... Running and stumbling through a hallway when he somehow ended up in the room where I was in. I stared at him hopefully at first. 

Then I noticed his uniform... A shadow fell over my brightened face.

Wait- He wasn't here to help me... He was here to kill me.

Aizawa's POV: 

I think I've been running for days. I finally reached a building that seemed unnoticeable. I ran in and continued running through halls and different rooms. Then all of a sudden, I stopped. I had stumbled upon this, injured soldier... He was wounded badly and looked like he was ready to give up until he saw me. He gazed at me with so much hope. His face lit up when he saw he wasn't alone... I felt so bad... But I couldn't move. I was frozen. As I stood there he quickly stopped looking happy. His face turned to fright and he quickly tried to inch away from me but, his leg stopped him. I knelt and let my gun strap slide off my shoulder. I stood up again but, with my hands raised as if to show I wasn't going to hurt him. He may have been a soldier fighting for the opposite side but. I wasn't going to kill anyone again...

Hizashi's POV: 

I tried to scoot away from him. I wanted nothing to do with that man. My leg was dragging me behind. I paused out of breath... 

'DAMN my stupid leg!' I

I couldn't move further but, to my surprise I watched as the raven-haired man put down his gun and stood there, hands raised and everything. I couldn't comprehend what this meant. I opened my mouth to say something but all I could say was,