~No More Time~ (EraserMic)

After Class With A Cockatoo

“Can anyone tell me what is wrong with this sentence?” The eccentric haired blond teacher asked as he tapped the quote he had written neatly on the blackboard with his chalk, turning expectantly to the sea of faces that stared numbly back, dazed, sleepy eyes facing him but unable to register what he asked.

Several of the students either drooling, or doodling in their notebooks absently.

How long till second period?

The blond teacher huffed impatiently, crossing his arms over his boney, leather encased chest, shaking his head.

“Wow, so this is the future generation of heroes? You do understand this is a core class right? You don't pass me, you don't move on!” He scolded, clapping his hands loudly to rouse some of the dozing students, the others sitting up a little straighter. “At least PRETEND to care, Ya hear?! WHO CAN TELL ME WHATS WRONG WITH THIS SENTENCE?!”

He aggressively slammed the palm of his hand against the board, where the words “The price of his dear blood who doth owe?” was written in Hizashi's bold printing, the loud smack of leather against the wall calling a few of the students to attention as one raised their hand slowly, looking a little confused.

“AHA! WE HAVE A VOLUNTEER?! SPEAK LOUD AND PROUD, MY DEAR LISTENER, SO WE ALL CAN HEAR YOU!”

“U-Um...There's no capitalization....?” They chimed timidly, Hizashi grinning widely as he clapped his leather cased palms together, pleased to have someone paying attention.

“YEAH! WE HAVE A CORRECT RESPONSE! GOOD JOB, LISTENER! Now, can you tell me—!”

The entire class let out a  relieved sigh as the shrill ring of the lunch bell cut their loud teacher off, all of them jumping up with their bags and filing out of the room, all chattering with one another, as Hizashi watched, shaking his head.

“I WANT THAT ASSIGNMENT IN BY TOMORROW MORNING, YA HEAR?! NO EXCEPTIONS!” The eccentric blond teacher yelled loudly as they passed him, sighing quietly as he slid behind his desk and rested his cheek against his palm, his emerald green eyes beginning to scan over the papers he had collected at the start of class. He groaned quietly in disappointment, grabbing his trusty red pen as he thumbed through student's work, shaking his head.

I swear, TetsuTetsu, Kendo, and Shiozaki are the only ones who study....

“Mommy! Mommy!”

Hizashi was jolted out of his thoughts, swiveling around in his chair as the door swished open and a little girl raced in, followed closely by a tired, disheveled looking Aizawa, who staggered as he entered, leaning against the doorframe with an unsteady yawn, his sleeping bag dragging along beside him and the strong, electrical aroma of Ozone seeming to follow for some reason.

“Hey, Z-Zashi...” He murmured with a wince, watching the eccentric blond laugh cheerfully as he kneeled down and opened his thin, leather cased arms wide, Eri dashing into them and giggling as she was swept up into the air, Hizashi giving her a good natured grin.

“Heya, Sunshine! Did you have fun in Daddy's class today?”

Eri nodded her head furiously, giggling as the lanky blond hero ruffled her choppy, pale blue tinged white hair affectionately, his bright green eyes turning to look at his raven haired lover, who staggered over as if in a daze, wincing every few steps. Hizashi noticed, concern slowly blossoming across his lightly tanned features as he gently set Eri down on the desk top. 

“Are you alright, Shota? You look like your sick...” The blond cooed softly as he set his hands on Aizawa's shoulders and pulled him over, a worried look in his eyes as the smaller, raven haired man's legs gave way, sensing him slumping against Hizashi's leather cased chest, the blond struggling to support his weight with a gasp of surprise. “Y-Your shaking like a leaf! What happened?!”