How do you get a boyfriend?

Chapter 5: Not So Good Reflexes

Aizawa briefly touched on the rules as Yamada pulled out the bin filled with dodgeballs and marked the court. It didn't make sense to him why he was dragging the balls out. Why couldn't he explain the rules? Then again, as he listened, his rules and U.A's rules... or Aizawa's... the verison of dodgeball coming out of Aizawas' mouth was different from Yamada's.

"As you can see, everyone must remain inside the box marked by cones, you cannot cross to the oppents side, and you must throw only the balls from your half." Aizawa remarked as the class listened eagerly, and Yamada did too.

"You will be sat out for 2 minutes if breaking any of these rules, and you'll be holding a plank position for that time. Remember that." He added as Yamada sidled up to him, intrigued but happy to have finished setting up the court.

"And now for a demonstration, Mr. Yamada and I will show you what you shouldn't do while playing." Yamada noticed Aizawa glance out of the corner of his eye to see Yamadas' somewhat horrific look. He seemed satisfied, and that only swayed Yamada more.

'Demonstration?' Was the only clear thought in Hizashi's head.

Aizawa walked towards the court, and Yamada subconsciously followed, trying to pluck up the courage to make this seem less of a humiliation. Sure, he could play dodgeball, but for a demonstration, he wasn't supposed to catch the ball he was supposed to stand there and let himself be hit.

"Now, there are several things you should and shouldn't do, like catching someone out." Aizawa tossed the ball to Hizashi, who caught it but was preparing for a much harder throw.

Maybe Aizawa wasn't trying to kill him- A ball flew into Yamadas skull smashing into his nose, and he flew back and onto the ground. Lights popped in his eyes. He groaned a bit but sat up, holding his head. He sat up too quickly because his head felt like static and buzzed strangely. He felt like passing out for 20 seconds. When he managed to open his eyes and look straight, Aizawa was kneeling in front of him.

"Apologies.. Guess you weren't focusing. Are you alright?" Yamada couldn't tell if he was genuinely worried or not so he didn't dignify him with a response.

Yamada stood up, ball in hand, and looked to the students who seemed horrified and surprised at Aizawas strength and coordination.

"Now, kids, that's obviously why you don't throw a ball at someone's head. You could cause a serious concussion and other injuries." Yamada said this all while ignoring the trickle of blood that dripped down his face from his nose.

He turned to Aizawa and threw the ball into his knee, as hard as he could. Aizawa buckled but didn't fall, Yamada swore he saw him wince for a fourth of a second.

"You have to hit below the shoulder, and the ball musn't bounce before hitting the target." Aizawa pointed out as he lightly threw the ball, so it bounced once before tapping Yamada.

"Uh... Aizawa Sensei, Yamada Sensei seems to be bleeding..." A boy with blue hair spoke, Tenya, wasn't it or was it Tensei? No, that was his brother... Yamada briefly muttered something. All his thoughts seemed muddled up. Did he get a concussion form being hit in the face with a dodgeball? Surely not?

"Ah..." Aizawa was staring Yamada, thinking of what to do.

"Since we've taught you the rules, I'm going to split you into teams..." Yamada almost scoffed, head tilted up so that the blood didn't drip onto the floor. Was Aizawa really going to ignore him?

"Look... Yamada—" Aizawa began to say apologetically as he had finished the sorting teams out.

"Oh, don't worry, I'll be okay." Yamada replied dryly. He was still pissed that Aizawa squared him in the face.

"No... no, come into the office. I'll get you some tissues." Aizawa seemed hesitant as he led Yamada into his P.E. office and offered Yamada a seat, which he gladly took. Yamada watched Aizawa rummage around for the first aid kit and a tissue box.

"Do you want help or...?" Aizawa trailed off, holding the tissues and bandaid.

Yamada smiled, he was felt slightly better that Aizawa didn't seem to mean the injury, and he was sorry for it.

"No, I'll do it. You go start the game." He grinned with a thumbs up.

Aizawa rolled his eyes but nodded and left. Yamada took in his surroundings... The P.E. office, it seemed old and bit dusty. It was definitely messy though, though, no wonder it took long to find the tissues.... Aizawa seemed to have been here a while... It made sense that he seemed to teach children well, though he was strict and moody. Yamada glanced out the window, watching Aizawa stand on the side patiently, calling out instructions and telling rule breakers off. He'd probably done this so many times. Yamada almost felt a pang of sorrow for him, and then he remembered the dodgeball and his throbbing nose. Although Aizawa did seem mildly put off when he hit Yamada in the face... Yamada made a mental note to bring it up later.

Aizawa came back and checked in on Yamada every 15 minutes, letting Yamada sit in his office and eventually stand with him, watching the kids fiercely attack each other with dodgeballs. As the class ended, the kids trickled out of the gym. Aizawa and Yamada were left standing in the gym cleaning up. Yamada picked up a dodgeball and lightly threw it at aizawa, in a playful way, just to tease him. Aizawa turned back, scowling, and Yamada backed off. Aizawa was not the kind of person to tease like that... Though Aizawa did stop Yamada from cleaning up and finished it up himself before finally speaking.

"I'm taking you to recovery, girl... just in case, okay?"
Aizawa said as they left the gym together, Aizawa slouching and Yamada looking to the ceiling, his neck hurt from doing that...

"Uh, okay.." Yamada said through a nasally voice.

The two of them walked down through the halls in an awkward  silence towards Recovery girls office.