Assistant (Shota Aizawa x oc)

Yes, I am Gaia.

A gentle smile came to my lips as I stood next to Aizawa's desk as he explained that today we would be going over to another building and practicing rescuing people. Many of the student's ha noticed my new hair color, and quite a few of the students actually complimented me.

"Alright if you all could please change into your hero costumes and we will all head over." Shota instructed and the students all gladly ran down to the locker rooms to get changed.

I peeked over at the teacher before asking, "Should I put mine on too?"

I couldn't  manage to look at him for very long, because soon my face erupted in a scarlet blush, remembering the kiss we had shared before the student's had arrived.

He chuckled noticing how shy I was acting again, "That would probably be for the best."

I could hear his footsteps as he approached me from behind his arms wrapping around my waist, his chin resting atop of my head, "I don't think I've actually seen your hero costume... I'm curious to say the least."

I couldn't help but relax in his arms feeling all of my nervousness ans shyness melt away, "It's nothing flashy really."

He hummed before pulling away, "You smell like hair dye."

I couldn't help but laugh as I walked away going to get changed into my own costume. I imagine me smelling like dye was probably a little harsh on the poor tired man. Most of the time whenever I dye my hair around my brothers they act like it's the end of the world; so his reaction didn't exactly surprise me.

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My costume was a dark grey one piece, slightly tight to my body with a zipper up the front. It has no sleeves but goes all the way down my legs to my feet with a single strap that holds it in place in the arch of my foot. I wear no shoes or gloves as it lets me connect more with the earth. Around my hips is a golden tan belt with a few compartments that allow me to hold weapons or smoke bombs (when needed for dangerous missions). Up my right leg is straps of the same golden tan that criss-cross from my knee up to my mid thigh.

(kinda like this: https://www.deviantart.com/femmes-fatales/art/Black-Canary-Redesign-503512273 )

I walked over following behind the students. I could feel a few of the boys staring at me, and then Shota. He at first only glanced, then went a head and began to stare as well. Since I usually wear baggy, more appropriate as a teacher's assistant shirts most people don't know that I'm well endowed in the chest department.

"M-M-MS. MIZUSAWA!" Midoriya shouted as he looked over at me his cheeks becoming more and more red, "Y-YOU REALLY ARE GAIA!"

I couldn't help but giggle at the all of a sudden fanboy-ing that Midoriya began to do, listing major battles I was in to knowing how my quirk worked, and what it worked on.

He was definetly right that I couldn't move man made rocks, such as cement.

"-THERE'S EVEN A THEORY YOU CAN MOVE MAGMA AND LAVA BECAUSE IT'S JUST MOLTEN ROCK!"

I nodded, "I can actually, but It's usually a last resort kind of thing. It usually takes so much out of me that I can't move for a week."

"WHAT?!"

I threw my hands up waving them in front of me as he began to ask question after question, as the rest of the students were boarding the bus.

"Okay! Hold on Midoriya let me explain better. If I were to control lava or anything like that it would be a last ditch effort to save people. Like if Yellowstone was going to erupt. Or maybe...let's say a volcano erupted and thousands of people were going to die. In those situations I would definitely be putting my life on the line in more ways than one," I stepped on the bus taking my seat in the front next to Shota. Who seemed to be listening just as intently, "My type of kinesis isn't like most, and certainly not like Todoroki's. Mine is an actual extension of my body, the energy inside of me responds with the energy of the Earth itself. As I use my energy to move things the heavier they are the bigger the toll is on me. My body becomes fatigued as if I were actually throwing things around. And lava happens to be very heavy due to the fact that most of it is molten rock and metal."

A grim look seemed to pass over Uraraka's face as the thought came to mind, "So you would die?"

I rub the back of my head a nervous look passing over my face, "Well, I've only moved lava once. Back when I was still living with my family and training with my father. I ended up throwing up everywhere and passing out. I was out for a couple of days."

"So that's a yes then?" Shota asked a little bit of concern in his voice.

I shrugged, "It seems the most likely."

"WHY AREN'T YOU WEARING SHOES?!" I head Iida yell as he was jabbing his hands at my feet.

I couldn't help but laugh as I held up my feet to show they were bare, besides the strap in the center, "I can't wear shoes with my quirk, or gloves for that matter. Everything around us gives off a specific vibration or resonance. As I use my quirk I can use those vibrations to see whatever is around me or under me. In short it's to make sure I don't do any major irreversible damage."

Iida let out an "ahh" sound as he sat back in his seat thinking about what it I said.

Then Asui piped up looking at my feet "Aren't you afraid of how dirty your feet will get? WHat if you step in something gross?"

I looked at her and smiled just a little, "Well, most of the time I wan see it coming every time I take a step. On the off chance that I do that's what soap is for."

Soon the questions died down, Shota was sleeping in his sleeping bag taking a quick nap, his head fell onto my shoulder at one turn and I didn't feel the need to want to wake him up.

Soon, everyone began to ask each other about their quirks then Bakugo was being made fun of for a short time, about how his personality is so bad. IN which I couldn't help but laugh at before telling everyone to quiet down because we would be arriving soon.

I gently moved my shoulder causing Shota to wake up and look at me in a slight daze before unzipping himself and standing removing himself from his yellow cocoon.

We had finally arrived at the Unforseen Simulation Joint--Or the USJ for short.