~No More Time~ (EraserMic)

Normal Day U.A.

"E-Eraser-San, can I stay with you and M-Mic-San while you teach, please...?" Eri stuttered nervously from the back seat as the enthusiastic blond in the driver's seat pulled slowly into the parking lot, singing over the radio that was turned down low, a rock song blasting from the muffled speakers.

Usually, Hizashi was a great singer and could hit any note he intended, but with his vocal cords still healing, his usually smooth and enthusiastic voice had taken a raspy turn, sometimes cracking when he tired to hit a higher key, which usually resulted in Aizawa snorting as Hizashi blushed red and hid his face from view, slightly embarrassed.

The aforementioned alley cat turned in his seat with a bored expression, seeing Eri staring straight into his tired black eyes with hopeful red, her white pupils reflecting back a sense of uncertainty and wariness as Aizawa sighed quietly and nodded his head, glancing at Hizashi.

"Your going to have to. The only teacher who doesn't have a class first hour is Midnight, but I dont trust her to watch you." He grumbled, hearing Hizashi snicker as he pulled into a parking spot and killed the engine.

There was a good reason for not trusting Nemuri Kayama with children, and Aizawa has had a first hand experience with her and her antics, involving the shopping district, four year old Hitoshi, a Best Jeanist action figure, broken crayons and a bottle of perfume.

Aizawa never trusted the woman to babysit ever again.

"S-so I get to go to class with you, Eraser-San?"

" 'fraid so, little listener!" Hizashi chimed from the front seat as he stretched against the leather interior of the car, flicking up his glasses as he turned to grin kindly at the small girl, pointing finger guns with one hand. "I've got an English test this morning, so you'll have to stick it out with grouchy ol' EraserHead! His class is cooler than mine anyway. I'm sure you'll have tons o' fun with him!"

Eri  nodded her head while Aizawa growled and smacked Hizashi on the top of his heavily gelled blond skull, making the eccentric radio host laugh and retaliate by poking him repeatedly before throwing his own body out the door when Aizawa tried o smack him again.

"Too slow, Sweetheart ~"

"Shut up, you cockatoo headed blond moron."

"You know you love me, Sho-Chan!" Hizashi cooed teasingly, dancing out of Aizawa's reach when the man aimed another smack at him, grinning as he pulled Eri out of the car and lifted her up onto his shoulders, laughing. "Cmon, Kiddo! We better run before Sho-Chan gets mad!" 

Eri squealed, throwing her arms around Hizashi's forehead as the blond stuck his tongue out at the raven haired hero teasingly, running off towards the stone steps of the school. Aizawa huffed, pinching the bridge of his nose as he scooped up his banana-slug sleeping bag and stuck a fruit squeeze in his mouth, stalking after the childish cockatoo man and Eri. He came to a stop with a glare at the blond who now stood on the top step with the small girl still on his shoulders, growling as he brushed past Hizashi with a glare.

"Your worse than my students."

Hizashi laughed, looping his arm through the now annoyed male's and snuggling his hair affectionately as he carried Eri into the building, a dopey grin on his face.

"I'm just playing with you, Shota."

"Well stop playing with me and be a responsible adult for once in your life."

"I'm the vision of responsibility, Burnout, what you talking about?" The blond snorted, hearing Eri giggle softly as they came to a stop in front of the teacher's lounge and pushed open the door, Aizawa snorting as the three of them entered.