~No More Time~ (EraserMic)

School Daze

The worn leather soles of Hizashi's boots scuffed along the tiled hallways as he and Aizawa walked towards room 1A, one arm swung loosely around the shorter man's broad shoulders and a grin plastered across his features, hiding the sudden worry that had begun to grow in his chest at the thought of facing his students, after a week of his absence, letting the gossip run wild. This thought sparked another, then another, until Hizashi's heart was racing as the voices swirled through his head, making him bite his lip as scenario after scenario played in his skull, getting louder and louder until it was all he could hear.

What will your students think of you?

What if there's an emergency?

Your useless in that situation, you know that.

Your practically a quirkless for another two weeks.

Your a liability.

Shota was right.

You shouldn't have come back....

"Stop thinking, Hizashi."

The blond jumped, his head whipping up and turning to look over at his nonchalant companion, who stared straight ahead, his shoulders hunched and his hands in his pockets as they approached the tall red metal door of class 1A. Hizashi stared at him for a second, before plastering a grin on his face, hoping he could cover up the sudden change in attitude.

"Shota, I'm a teacher! It's my job to think!" He explained with a dry chuckle, scratching at the patch of exposed skin behind the mechanism of his speaker. The raven haired male sighed, stopping in the middle of the hallway and turning to face the leather-clad hero, his eyes narrowed and a serious expression on his face.

"You know what I mean, Yamada."

Hizashi swallowed, his grin fading at the deadly turn to his lover's usually monotone voice, shuffling his feet as Aizawa's eyes bored into his.

"Y-yeah....I do...." He sighed softly, his bright green eyes meeting the ground, rubbing the back of his neck. "I....I'm just nervous, Shota. Ive been gone for almost three weeks now and after my injury, everything the media published about me and our relationship becoming public, I'm a little shaken up at the thought of facing the kids...."

Aizawa stared at him a second, shaking his head with a low growl as he reached up and delivered a gentle smack to the top of his heavily gelled head, making the man look him in the eyes.

"Idiot. Since when are you afraid of students?" The raven haired male deadpanned with a raised eyebrow, his arms crossed over his black fabric covered chest. The tall blond tired to stutter a response, scratching at the mechanism of his speaker as Aizawa held up a hand to silence him, his voice low and his eyes narrowed dangerously. "Who are you, Hizashi?"

"I'm Hizashi.....?"

"I asked who you are."

"I'm....I'm a High School English Teacher...?"

"Idiot." Aizawa groaned, shaking his head as he leaned up and smacked the top of the blond's heavily gelled head, glaring right into the confused green eyes he had fallen in love with. "Your a fucking pro hero, Yamada."

"O-oh...that's what you meant..." The blond chuckled with a sheepish grin, sinking into his studded leather collar as Aizawa shook his head with an exasperated sigh, backing away with a bored stare.

"Your Present Mic, dumbass. Act like it." The alley cat stated blankly, rubbing at his eyes. "Be loud and annoying like you always are. I don't like seeing you depressed."