~No More Time~ (EraserMic)

Teacher Planning Period

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Eri sat in the back of the car a few minutes later, the heels of her new periwinkle boots scuffing against the worn grey leather interior of her seat, twisting around in her seatbelt to turn her bright red eyes to the window, peering out with an eager smile as the many buildings, people and streets zoomed past, taking everything in all at once before turning to face the two heros in the front row, a glimmer of hopeful excitement reflected in her small, toothy grin as she caught the familiar mix of vivid green and tired black eyes in the rearview mirror, eager to arrive at their shared destination.

"Eraser-San, am I going to be in your class again today?" She asked softly to catch the sleepy raven haired man's attention, watching as he yawned and turned in his seat with a kind smile, running a hand through his long black hair.

"No, not today, Eri. My nephew and I are training after school today, so you'll have to hang out with this idiot today." Aizawa responded with a soft chuckle as Hizashi gave him a playful smack on the arm, Eri perking up with a confused and surprised look.

"You have a nephew, Eraser-San?"

Aizawa nodded with a bored expression, the smallest smile lighting up his pale features.

"Yeah. His name's Hitoshi Shinsou." The man explained, chuckling softly. "Although, I think of him more as my son than my nephew since I practically raised him. My sister was always busy with work trying to support the two of them, so I took care of him most of the time. In fact, your lunchbox used to belong to him. I still have a lot of Hitoshi's old things in a box in my closet somewhere...."

"Will I be able to meet him, Eraser-San?" The girl asked curiously, Aizawa chuckling softly with a nod of his head as he turned back in his seat and got comfortable against his seatbelt, pulling his scarf up to his nose.

"I'm sure you will at some point. He likes to drop by the house on the weekends to make sure I'm still alive as opposed to lying dead in my sleeping bag."

Hizashi snorted, chuckling with a shake of his head as Eri giggled in the back seat, even Aizawa letting a tired smile work it's way up his mouth, closing his eyes with a sigh while Hizashi drove them down the street and towards the gated concrete walls of U.A. high school, chatting happily with Eri until the group finally reached the parking lot.

The enthusiastic blond grinned, shaking his sleeping lover awake with before killing the engine and pushing open the driver door, scooping Eri up out of her seat as Eri squealed happily at the sudden height, Aizawa chuckling at her and gathering up his and his fiancé's belongings, tucking the banana slug sleeping bag under his arm with a yawned over smile.

"Cmon you two. If we don't hurry, we'll be late for first hour." He chided them with a bored look on his face, Hizashi grinning widely and hoisting Eri up on his shoulders before he jogged after his raven haired lover,  swinging one leather encased arm around him affectionately, the three making their way up the concrete steps quickly, running down the hall to the teachers lounge and managing to make it with ten minutes to spare. Aizawa grunted, pushing open the door and staggering in, flopping himself face first on the sofa with a muffled sigh, Hizashi watching from the doorway with a disbelieving expression, setting Eri down and putting his hands on his hips.

"Your something else, you know that Shota?"

"Cuttin' it a bit close, ain't cha Yamada-Kun?"

Hizashi jumped, turning on his heel to see Snipe leaning against the wall a couple feet away from him, the rim of his dusty brown cowboy hat tilted low over his tan gas mask, absently polishing the large silver barrel of his pistol with the tasseled edge of his blood red cape, giving the tall blond a look that concealed a slight amusement.