The Little Red Thread: Soulmate AU (AizawaXreader)

Soulmate AU: Part 12

None of the students stepped forward.

You weren't intimidating standing there on the sidelines of the gym in your knock-off uniform and nervous demeanor. What scared the students was the tall, brooding man standing directly beside you. None of the students knew what Aizawa was planning to do while you sparred, so no one stepped forward at first.

This is such a bad idea— I'm gonna die!

You bounced on the balls of your feet, mentally running through a list of all the quirks the different students had.

"Screw it. Let's get this over with already." Bakugo grumbled as he stepped forward.

Yup. I'm DEFINITELY gonna die.

"Remind me what your quirk is again." Bakugo demanded as he adjusted his gauntlets.

"It's-" you started to explain, but Aizawa stopped you.

"You should have paid attention in class when she explained yesterday."

"Why the hell would I give a damn about some worthless extra like her?" Bakugo scoffed.

"For this exact reason. You had the opportunity to know about your opponent. When you go against a villain out there, they aren't going to stop and explain themselves. So now you'll need to just adapt as you fight Ms. Y/N." Aizawa said flatly.

"Tch, whatever." Bakugo said as rolled his shoulders and crouched into a fighting stance, "let's do this already."

"Ms. Y/N, did you see the most recent sports festival?" Aizawa asked in his usual monotoned voice.

"Yes?"

"We'll be running off the same rules as those fights. Pretty much anything goes, just don't kill him."

You let out a nervous laugh, "I really don't think that'll be something you need to worry about."

Aizawa didn't acknowledge your comment, "Don't worry about me while you spar, I'll make sure to kept in time with you. Just focus on him."

"A-alright."

What the hell am I doing?? This isn't happening. This can't be real.

"Alright, you two may begin." Aizawa suddenly said to you both.

You heard Bakugo shout and looked to see that he'd launched himself at you with his right arm drawn back. Explosions erupted from his hand as he yelled for you to die.

OH FU— you panicked and dove to the ground. Bakugo crashed down between your feet grinning manically. You yelp in surprise and kicked him in the side of the knee, throwing him off balance. In the split second that he was off balance, a memory of old hero footage popped into your head. Mimicking what you had seen, you reached up grabbing him by one of his gauntlets and pulled with everything you had. You pulled him onto your back as you rolled forward, pinning him to the ground. Aizawa moved accordingly to keep out of the way.

Bakugo screamed in outrage and blasted at your sides trying to get you off. The smell of burning cotton filled your nose as pain rippled through your body. Ignoring the pain, you flipped over and activated your quirk before Bakugo could hit you again.

You felt your hair floating freely as you watched Bakugo collapse with a jarring thud.

"What just happened." Mineta asked in horrified awe as he blatantly stared at the large burnt off portion of your shirt that exposed your singed bra.

"Um," you absentmindedly touched the reddened skin on your side as you looked over at the boy still on the floor, "That's a good question. I've never done that before." You hissed quietly at your own touch.

Crap. I hope this doesn't scar....

"The flip or knocking somebody out?" Kirishima asked as he nudged Bakugo's body with his foot.

"Both actually," you admitted as you deactivated your quirk, "I'm not really one to fight."

"That was awesome!" Mina exclaimed throwing her hands in the arm, "Man, I wish we could have gotten that on tape!"

Aizawa stepped in front of you after standing up again and offered you a hand nonchalantly. Pulling you to your feet, he asked, "How long is he going to be out like that?"

You shrugged, "To be honest, I have no idea. I've never used my quirk like that, and I've definitely never used it to make someone drop like that. But a wild guess, like 10 or 20 minutes? Maybe?"

"Kirishima, move Bakugo out of the sparring area so we can continue." Aizawa said decisively.

"Wait, what?" You asked, grabbing Aizawa by the shirt sleeve.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine. None of the other students would purposely hurt you like Bakugo did. I'll take you to recovery girl later if you'd like." He grabbed your hip and turned you to examine your side better, "But to be honest, it's not that bad. Your shirt took most of the damage from the blast."

Someone cleared their throat loudly beside you. You looked over and saw Yaoyurozu holding out a UA-styled gym outfit.

"Thanks." You smiled weakly at her and took the uniform. Aizawa quickly let go of your hip.

"We'll be back in a moment, use this time wisely. And don't destroy anything while I'm gone." Aizawa warned the class before showing you over to the locker room.

******

******Class 1-A's Point of View:******

The class watched Y/N and Aizawa disappear behind the door of the Women's Locker Room after making sure it was empty.

"Wait a second, I just realized something." Kaminari said to no one in particular.

"That's surprising, what's up?" Sero asked smirking.

"Isn't Ms. Y/N having to change in front of Mr. Aizawa?"

"Yea I guess man, I dunno what kind of set up they have." Sero said with a shrug.

"Apparently they're a lot closer than any of us thought." Jiro said as she came out from her hiding spot.

"Dude, how long have you been hiding back there?" Kaminari asked.

"Long enough to have overheard Ms. Y/N teasing Mr. Aizawa about not being able to wait to get her out of that skirt." Jiro said blushing slightly as she remembered what she overheard.

"No way, Ms. Y/N is totally out of Mr. Aizawa's league. There's no way she'd wanna flirt with a scary guy like him." Mineta said drooling at the memory of you in your ruined school uniform.

"Mes Chéris," Aoyama laughed, "It's obvious they're already together. Didn't any of you see Y/N's face when Mr. Aizawa was holding her by the waist just now. That woman is head over heels for our gloomy teacher."

The door to the Women's Locker Room silently opened and closed.

"OH MY GOD, YOU GUYS" Hagakure squealed as she ran back to everybody, "THEY'RE— HE'S—OH MY GOD"

"Hagakure, what the heck? Were you in the locker room? Calm down, what happened?" Jiro asked as she watched Hagakure slip her gloves and sneakers back on.

"Yes! But I was curious what they were like alone—don't give me that look! I know we all wanted to know !" Hagakure huffed defensively.

"Well? What did you see?" Kaminari pried. Everyone seemed to lean in expectantly.

"It was so weird you guys!" Hagakure squealed waving her gloves wildly, "Mr. Aizawa is so different when they're alone!—he was flirting with her! I don't think I've ever seen him make the kind of face I just saw before. It almost looked like he was trying to look sexy for her!!! It was so weird!!—But it gets weirder!! Ms. Y/N was loving it!"

"You're lying!" Mineta yelled horrified.

"I'm not!! Mr. Aizawa literally watched Ms. Y/N while she was changing—and I'm pretty sure she brushed her butt against him on purpose while she was at it too!"

"Yea, no that was totally on purpose."

The class jumped at the sound of your voice.