It's Raining It's Pouring, I Know I'll Never Be The King

Ocean into Pieces

   A Sunny day; perfect for a lazy day. And it seemed the staff at UA agreed. It was hot yet windy, a cool breeze twirling the blades of grass on the ground, stirring fallen leaves and petals of cherry blossoms. Flip flop and sandal clad feet followed one after another. Freshly shaved legs behind old tan lines of Summer weather before. Tired eyes and long black hair; tied back into a messy bun atop his head. A black tank top, a black hoodie, and purple cat swim trunks. Dark gray flip flops settled on the ground next to a man wearing sandals with socks. Scaling up the legs, a pair of bright green swim trunks, a teal t-shirt, and gold tinted sunglasses atop his head. A tan line from the silver band on his ring ringer and his long blonde hair was tied into a loose ponytail that rested on his back.

The two men sat next to each other, the tired male sitting by the window as his husband watched their students climb onto the bus. Heads and color flew past, as a teenager with engines in his calves fixed his glasses on his face and continued to direct the traffic of students. Shouta Aizawa watched with half lidded eyes as Tenya Iida, the younger brother of Tensei Iida, a good friend of Aizawa's, finally took his seat next to the one and only Tsuyu Asui, strictly known as Tsu. The both of them were good friends, while Tenya seemed to be the definition of role model and stuck up, his group of friends knew he was as cuddly as a bear and just as protective. Tsu was a very sassy person, not one to jump to conclusions, but instead jump to defend family friends or just someone they care about.

The Students of class 1-a all settled down into their seats and took a moment to be quiet as the rumble of the bus engine starting sounded through the vehicle. A couple of laughs and excited whispers rang through the bus; no doubt the same occurrence as the bus behind them filled with the students from class 1-b sputtered into being ready to drive. Hisashi Yamada took a glance at his students, blonde ponytail flicking against his back. He placed his sunglasses properly up against its head and the students finally softened to no noise at all. His attention was torn from the teenagers towards his husband; who seconds earlier had given a sigh followed by a groan.

"I really fucking hate the stupid 'no food or drinks' rule for these god damn busses. I would literally kill for a coffee right now. And if I even tried to fall asleep, my only options are either the window, and you know how that would go, or I lay on you and end up falling in between our seat and the freaking drivers!" Aizawa exclaimed in exasperation, shaking his pals while he rested his head on Mic's shoulder. Given another grunt, Mic placed his husband's hand in his own and rubbed circles onto the back or it with his thumb. Aizawa leaned into the touch like a sleepy kitten, and Hisashi tried his best but to coo as the soft and sleepy look on his husband's face.

"I know love, I know, but once we get on the road it's really not that far. Heck if we wanted to we could walk, but I'm not so sure about how either of us would feel walking with 40 teenagers among 3 teachers." came the reply followed by a small smile. Mic once more took a moment to look at all of his students. Many of the girls seemed happy to finally be able to show off their favorite swimsuits since Min*ta had been replaced by Hitoshi Shinsou. But the student that Mic was most curious about was Denki Kaminari.

Aside from Aizawa, the blonde was the only one on the bus wearing a hoodie. Mic was used to Aizawa always wearing long sleeves and such, but he was confused as to why his favorite student was wearing one and what he could have been hiding. The hoodie was a white pull over, there were shades on top of his golden hair, and when Kaminari reached to scratch a spot on his cheek, Mic could see the pale green nail polish on his nails. When passing Mic noticed the Sage green swim trunks the boy was wearing, and the blue-green sandals. Dagobah beach wasn't much farther away. Mic looked out the window at the road fading into bouts of other cars and trees. Soon a blurred version of the water came into view. The recently cleared beach was simply breathtaking.