~Trade Mistakes~ (EraserMic)

This Is Our Story

"Cmon, Nori baby, someone has to wake him up!"

"No way. I'm not doing it. Get Snipe to."

"Um, hell no, boss. I'm not messing with EraserHead's sleep ever again. The last time I woke him up he choked me out with his fucking death scarf telepathy shit."

"Language please, Mr. Snipe."

"Uhg, you all are wimps. I'll just do it."

"WAKE YOUR LAZY ASS UP YOU FUCKING HOBO MAN!"

The aforementioned "Hobo Man" jolted awake with a yelp, his bloodshot eyes shooting open with an angry red glare as his hair swirled around his head, startling the sleeping blond curled up against him into consciousness. Hizashi shot up with a choked off scream, clutching his injured throat as tears gathered in the corners of his eyes, his body going limp back against Aizawa, who steadied him with worry, glaring at the group who had awoken them.

If looks could kill, the hospital would be a crime scene.

Huddled around the end of the hospital bed were the U.A. Staff, Consisting of Principal Nezu, Nemuri, Toshinori, 13, Mrs. Joke, Cementoss, Snipe, Lunch Rush, Vlad King, Ectoplasm, Recovery Girl, Hitoshi and even Tensei Ida, the former pro Enginium. They all clustered around the end of the bed anxiously, Principal Nezu looking a bit concerned as he cast a look towards a smug looking Nemuri.

"Oh dear, was that really necessary Miss Midnight?"

The black haired woman smirked, shrugging her shoulders and causing her handcuffs to jingle.

"No, but hey! At least their awake now, Nezu-San."

"Yes, but that is no way to treat a patient!" Recovery Girl scolded, tapping her syringe shaped walking stick with her index finger. "You could have given Mic a heart attack, Midnight."

Nemuri rolled her eyes, a smirk on her face as she smoothed back her hair, chuckling. Aizawa glared at her, making sure Hizashi was breathing okay before he fixed the entire group of heros with a bored expression.

"What are you all doing here? Don't you have jobs?"

"Well, I don't but everyone else does." Tensei stated blandly, shrugging. "We came to see how Mic is doing."

"Yeah, what Engine Legs Said." Snipe muttered, jerking a thumb in the wheelchair bound man's direction.

"Besides, you cant keep your boyfriend all to yourself forever, Zawa-Kun.~" Nemuri purred with a smirk, her hands on her hips as Aizawa rolled his eyes.

"F-Fiancé a-act-ually...." Hizashi suddenly rasped, a small sleepy smile on his face as he propped himself up on his elbows so that he was facing the group of now surprised heros, who all whirled on Aizawa.

"FIANCÉ?!?!" They yelled in unison, making Aizawa wince.

"You sound like my class...." He muttered, trying to hide the blush that crawled hot up the back of his neck, scratching at it with a bored expression as the crowd of eyes fell on him.

"YOU ACTUALLY PROPOSED?!" Nemuri screamed, her eyes huge.

"YOU AND MIC ARE GETTING MARRIED?!" Toshinori rasped, his surprise evident as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.

"ERASER IS GAY?!"

The room went silent as everyone turned to look at Snipe, who now stood there awkwardly, stiffening under the confused eyes that stared at him. Hizashi raised an eyebrow, his still slightly dazed green eyes narrowed.