Aizawa woke from a nap to a knock at the door. The knock was hard and was consecutive and he almost automatically knew who it was, Fukukado. "ERASER! ERASERHEAD!" The ear-piercing sound following with a giggly tone. Aizawa felt his head start to pound and then remembered nonchalantly agreeing for her to come over, he instantly felt regret for even opening his mouth. He groaned and in his PJ's slipped out of bed and opened the door. "What?" He said, rubbing his eyes with a faint mew coming from his apartment. "Did you forget? Our date!" She smiled holding at least ten different copies of romance thrillers. "Yes, and it's not a date." He stated with a blank expression. Fukukado laughed and walked proudly into his home. The place, to her surprise, was quite nice. Decked out with expensive furniture and pretty chandlers. Purring against her leg was an overjoyed kitten. "Nice place Aizawa! Who's this cutie?" She bent down to rub the middle-sized cat's ears, the cat purring in return. "That's Yorokobi, I'm surprised he likes you." He said plugging in a cable cord. Fukukado gasped "You named him joy? Were you thinking of me?!" She chuckled putting her hands together with a blush. "No, I was thinking of the opposite of my personality and how I like it." Aizawa froze, "I didn't mean that." Fukukado was laughing hysterically while he was trying to do the best he could to try and take back what he said. "Can we just watch the movie?" He said sighing. Fukukado shook her head and pushed in the movie. "A Once in a Life Time Chance" the movie cut to a slow motion surfer ruffling his hair "To Tell Her how You Feel" then it cut to the surfer kissing a girl "It's Now or Never" the surfer and the girl walked with surf boards in their hands "Diving in Deep." Fukukado laughed with a mouth full of popcorn "So cliché!" Aizawa nodded in agreement, the movie was all kinds of stupid. Somehow he managed to sit through all 2 hours and 24 minutes of it. "Feel free to make out with your one true love at this very moment" the ending bar stated, and Aizawa turned to Fukukado "Don't even try it." Fukukado placed her raised hand down with a whimper and pet Yorokobi with sadness. Aizawa placed the popcorn on the counter and took the disc out of the TV. "I'm tired, you should get going." He said blankly. "But I thought we were having a sleepover?" She said, pointing to her suitcase. Aizawa groaned "Alright." Fukukado was in shock, did he say alright? "But your sleeping on the couch." He stated, rubbing his eyes and closing the door to his room. Fukukado yawned and curled up against Yorokobi, drifting off into a blissful dream.
A/N : I decided to just make this a oneshot since my mind goes blank when I try to write multiple part stories
