It being summertime the sun goes down later. The tired underground teacher digs into one of his pouches on the utilities belt then pulls out a protein cross carb bar. His usual fair of snack at UA is messy as case in point; the fall from the snare. Tucked in another is a small bottle of water.
Now comes the new tactic: the act of eating and drinking water to provoke-poke someone's mind. Anything from being the sound of the wrapper to his swallowing of the water is all psychological. It's to get her mind distracted and best case scenario give up quicker.
Aizawa is on alert but feeling rather smart. He prides himself in tactics. It's not long when he sees movement. Shota sees Lana climbing up a tree black pants, sports bra and her stolen Laura Croft boots. The woman swings to a comfortable spot then pulls a canvas water skin to her lips. A few drops slip past her lips to trail down her neck then on to her upper chest. His keen eyes watches the water drip onto her breasts. He licks his lips without thinking.
Lana proceeds to pull another small pouch in view, to fish out what looks to be dried fish and seaweed. She sits just out of his 'grasp' eating contently like a cheeky primate who is curious but not that curious. Shota decides to turn his back to her.
Maybe Lana will come closer as she's not getting attention now? Eraser's only reward is a small snicker then the woman gone farther away in thicker cover.
'Teach him' Lana smirks to herself.
Meanwhile Shota thinks, 'Little shit you are, girl...'
The sun is just setting when the sound of someone is in Midnight's kitchen. Aizawa texts Nemuri.
SA:u Midnight
NK: hai get La?
SA: iie (no)
NK: tick tock
SA still time
NK: fun?
SA:😤😈
NK: night?
SA: stake out
NK: have fun
Midnight decides to be nice and turns the backyard lights on for the night. Shota is more used to 'hunting' in the city. Eraser's fellow teacher can't help but laugh. What has gotten into Aizawa?
Yes they made a bet but now it seems to be much more...than dare say primal sex play. He has to see this contest through to the end.
Eraser is in his standard sitting position of a crouch he does when doing surveillance. His scarf is looser to use for a quick release. Lana doesn't give enough time to activate it. Though it is dark he pulls his goggles down so the woman can't see where his eyes might be looking. The moon is giving off almost enough light so his goggles cuts that down a visible clue.
One hour turns to three and at four hours of the waiting game Eraser sits on the ground but is in a martial style so he can rise in a seconds notice with his capture weapon reaching for the target. Then at the five hour mark Shota thinks that Lana is up and about. The cagey marine biology is trying to figure out if he has fallen asleep.
Miss Turner is moving slowly, bending over with her finger tips touching the ground to steady her stalk. She steps a few then freezes. Lana, at one point crouches down so low she looks like a big cat stalking Shota. Lana's plan is to tie Aizawa up with his own scarf. That would make the contest done and over she thinks.
Eraser is wake and eye balling Lana. She is a quiet one. He is glad she's not a villain as Lana would be a complete pain in the ass. The woman rises up on her legs with her hands out to grab Shota when the underground hero quick releases his scarf. Lana gets startled like a cat, as she jumps up in the air with arms and legs out from her body. Eraser swears he may have heard a hiss but doesn't have time to think long. The woman lands back down on the ground..on his scarf. He knows dark eyes are glaring at him.
Shota stands up and stays still as Lana is frozen just staring at him. With a quick flick of his left wrist the scarf's other end goes for her right wrist. Miss Lana, the human size cat, grabs the scarf as the tip touches then sprints to her right...straight for some sapling trees. Eraser isn't expecting that reaction so he gives the capture weapon a yank. He has strength over hers he thinks until his the one going for a ride toward the saplings.
'Lil shit! Using my weapon against me!' Shota growls in his head.
Lana applies simple physics. She can't take Eraserhead on with strength but if she uses the the tree trunks as focul points, it cuts the strength she needs to pull him instead. The marine biologist pulls long enough and hard enough that Aizawa has to abandon his weapon all together or get smacked into a tree. The pro hero catches his feet under him so as not to fall then stands up. Time to change tactics once more.
'Miss Turner is in her 'element' and I am not. I'm trained but not for that terrain and foliage,' Shota processes the facts. The best option is to draw the overgrown jungle kitty out more in the open portion of the yard where there isn't any trees or terrain for her to use against his scarf.
How to draw Lana into the open?
Aizawa begins to hum to himself. Humming takes a more grumpy sound as his capture weapon is snaking fast into the trees. She's just like a bad cat snagging a shoelace.
'Little shit! I didn't think she would steal my scarf! Fuck!'
Shota lets a long sigh out. Bare hands it is then. Time for a little false intel. "All right, you have made your point. While you hide out in your little jungle I am going to take a hot shower then go to bed Night or should I say morning Miss Turner?"
The UA teacher heads for the manor. He is not going to take a shower. He is not going to bed. He is going to use the facilities though and make it sound like he's preparing for bed. Aizawa changes into black exercise pants that cling to his fit form and no shirt. Shota wets his hair then runs his fingers through, giving the appearance he has showered.
The plan of attack is to go through the garage door to the backyard. Midnight has left it open so Eraser moves quietly to that location to wait to spring his trap. Lana is patient and doesn't rush anything. Aizawa almost falls asleep in the garage when he hears the sliding glass door open almost completely silent. The rubber makes a faint sound as the metal door frame glides in the groove.
It is now Shota who is patiently waiting. Lana is stealthing quietly toward the bedrooms. Once more just like a cat, a few steps then her whole body freezes. The woman licks her lips as her eyes search for her defeated plaything. The underground hero glances at her left hand to see a key.
"Lil shit' is planning to lock Shota in the bedroom so she can eat and wash up. He said the game was over but Lana figures he's up to something still. Oh and as we all now, he is definitely still up to something in more ways than one.
The clever marine biologist slinks over to the door and begins to ease the door shut when her eyes note there isn't anyone in the bed. Lana's mouth forms an 'O' the size of how big her eyes go as she knows Shota has her right where he wants her. Miss Turner doesn't even get a chance to see what direction the underground hero rushes her from. Her body is being propelled by an immovable object called Shota Aizawa's chest and lower abdomen. The trap is sprung as steel like arms wrap around her upper body then door slams shut with a bang.
Well, curiosity did kill the cat didn't it?
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Prima| (Feral Aizawa)
Fanfiction(Slow🍋burn) Shota Aizawa, tired underground hero, is at Midnight's home for one of her parties. Most of the party guests he knows or has heard of them, except a brown haired beauty, dressed modestly in a red dress. Shota catches up with Miss Leila...
