U.A's secret Villain

The Office

A/N: I'll be honest here. I'm up to chapter 25 in writing this. I know it's not the best, but it gets really good really soon. Trust me. Please tell me what you think. I love hearing what others think of my stories. Please enjoy.

Usually when Surebu does something bad, she is punished for it, but Aizawa was the most unusual person with her. Instead of him yelling and locking her up, he left it alone.

This time, she wasn't punished. Aizawa wasn't hurt and shrugged it off as if it was nothing. No one expected that or knew how to deal with it. Especially not Surebu. She didn't know what to do with herself. She sat there until class was over and waited for something to happen. Anything!

The only thing that did happen though was Aizawa leading her to dinner. The second she walked in, silence hit anyone from her class. The unnatural silence from the usually loud group caused others to go quiet, wondering what caused these kids to react so out of character.

Even though they all knew she was there, not one of them looked at her. A small detail Surebu picked up on quickly. Once Aizawa had gotten his and Surebu their food, he looked at her only to notice the uncomfortable look on her face. Thinking quickly, he came up with an idea.

"I'm supposed to be doing paperwork right now, but I can't leave you alone quite yet," he attempted to explain. Surebu only looked up at him confused. "It looks like you'll be having dinner in the teachers office," he finally explained. At his words Surebu brightened up grabbing her tray from Aizawa and running out of the room.

Lunch Rush looked at Aizawa not knowing who she was or what actually happened. Aizawa sighed before shrugging. He was in no mood to explain, or even think about dealing with this right now. He just walked out to follow the girl.

Turns out, Surebu didn't run too far a head. In fact she stayed out in the hall waiting for Aizawa to come out.

The walk was silent. Neither one talking to the other. Neither one knew what to say at the time. It just turns out that Aizawa didn't think this through very well, because the second he walked in, he had Hazashi clinging onto his side and unintentionally pushing Surebu away. The blond didn't even notice the girl when she walked in.

Aizawa let out a groan as he slipped out of the other males grasp. Surebu watched the interaction with interest. She'd never watched an interaction such as this. These two really are close friends. This is what close friends act like? She sees these moments mentally, but never in the physical flesh. She was way too interested in this for her own good.

She watched the two intently, eyeing each movement one made towards the other. She saw the slightest smile that graced Aizawa's features as Hazashi followed him around. This little fact made her think back a bit.

It was freezing. Temperature below the normal for a winter in Tokyo, but this wasn't Tokyo. The snow scattered along the ground everywhere. There was no paths, only foot prints. Two sets of foot prints to be specific. These two sets of foot prints happened to lead to a small wooden cabin with a light trail of smoke coming from the chimney.

Inside was two young girls huddled by a small fire. Neither of them were dressed for this wether, but neither of them were actually bothered by it either. The taller one had short black hair and dark purple orbs that glared daggers into the fire as if she could scare it enough to make them both warm. The other had longer hair then the other, but the shade wasn't far off of the others. Her eyes were a bright yellow colour. She watched the other with those eyes, wondering what was going through her head. Neither of them were of any age to be taking care of themselves. They were only children, but still. They were there. In that small cabin. Alone. With no one to save them from a harsh winter on the mountains.

Surebu jolted back to reality as a hand touched her shoulder. She looked up to see the face of Cementoss. She recognised him from her maths class earlier today. That was all she learnt that lesson in complete honesty.

"Are you okay child?" He asked bending down so that he could be on the same level as the girl. Surebu allowed a giant smile to spread across her face. It was the first time she felt that there was a good enough reason to smile since her time on those mountains.

"I'm doing great thank you for asking!" She cheered into the suddenly silent room. Suddenly a bad feeling settled into her stomach. She looked over to Aizawa who was holding Hazashi's mouth shut as the blond screamed and pointed at the girl.

In all this, Aizawa forgot that Hazashi and Toshinori already met Surebu from questioning and still thought of her as a villain. Aizawa attempted to whisper the latest developments about Surebu's situation in Hazashi's ear, but the other was thrashing in Aizawa's hold.

Toshinori on the other hand. He saw Surebu and froze. He looked at the girl, noticing she was in a school uniform, had a tray of food and realised something was definitely going on. His head snapped over to Aizawa as a small flair of anger rose up in him.

"Mind explaining?" He practically yelled across the room. Once again, silence became the most dominant feature in the room. Hazashi had stopped moving once Toshinori had spoke and tried to look at Aizawa who only sighed before dropping him completely.

"I made a deal with Nezu. She's a student of class 1-A now. Get over it," he explained walking over to Surebu. I'll lead you to my desk. You can sit with me if you want," he offered. Surebu smiled again nodding. At that Aizawa turned, but before be could start walking he felt a small tug on the back of his shirt. He looked over his shoulder and saw she had grabbed onto the back of his shirt, as if it would stop her from getting lost along the way. A small chuckle escaped the sleep deprived adult before he could stop it. Suddenly all eyes were drawn to him as he started to walk toward his desk, Surebu close behind.

When he reached his seat he sat down, it was then he noticed Surebu had let go of him. She was standing next to him with her tray of food, only she placed it in front of Aizawa instead. The dark haired male looked up at her confused.

"You dropped yours trying to stop Haza- I mean Present Mic from yelling," she fixed herself up and pointed over to Hazashi where he sat in a bunch of food that had been dropped on the floor.

"It's yours Surebu. I don't need it," Aizawa tried to palm it back to the girl, but she was a step ahead of him.

"You didn't have breakfast this morning because I got stuck in a wardrobe. You didn't have lunch because you were looking for me. I'm not having you miss dinner because of me too. Now eat," She spoke crossing her arms over her chest. Aizawa was going to try again to get the girl to eat, but she held her hand up to stop him. "No need to worry about me Aizawa. I'm used to skipping a day of eating," she explained before turning and walking away. She really left no room for arguments at times like these.

Aizawa watched as she walked over to the other side of the room to grab a broom. Before anyone knew it, she was helping Hazashi up before cleaning up the food Aizawa had carelessly discarded. This wasn't even the biggest suprise to everyone, it was the relationship that this girl had with their caterpillar for a co-worker. Especially since right after she was done cleaning, causing the floor to look almost brand new, she had gone back over to Aizawa and hang over his shoulder, looking at the papers he was looking over. Not even Hazashi was allowed to do that, and he's known Aizawa for years, but Aizawa let her with no hesitation and no arguments.