To Overcome

butterfly of death

izuku pov:

" sigh" i stared down at my hobo father who was supposed to be teaching right now. but what do i find the winged male doing......................... sleeping yes he was sleep, rolled up in his obnoxious yellow sleeping bag. 

i stood outside of the office which i had walked to so i could tell them about my jacket being too small, and as i walked out i almost stepped on him. 

in all honesty i wanted to kick the dark haired male, i was blood hungry and my lower set of wings were being restless. sighing once more, i wrapped my tail around the sleeping bag and dragged him down he hall back toward. the classroom, he would pay for this later.......................

3rd person pov:

students and teachers alike laughed at the sight of the famous stone hearted teacher, being dragged by the green winged teenager. who understandably looked done with the world, if you listened hard enough you could hear the laugh of a certain chimera.

back in the classroom~

the room buzzed with the conversations of the students. " oh i meant to ask who cooked breakfast this morning ?" ochako asked her body lifting up slightly as she swooned over the delicious food she ate. " yes because it was delicious, the eggs where so soft but packed with flavor oouu and it was stuffed with bacon, cheese and well chopped peppers" toru chimed in, her excitement causing her to turn invisible. 

all of the class could be seen slightly drooling as they remembered the taste of the food. but even so, no one could claim that they where responsible for making the dish. 

" it might have been- bakugou remove your feet from that desk at once, you have no respect for your upperclassmen that sat there, or the craftsmen that spent hours creating it, REMO-" iida was cut off, by the now raging kitsune " oi, you fucking extra- shut up, who stuck a stick up your ass" he hissed out at the shocked male.

 iida had a momentary crash, before his lovely mate along with his band of fairies popped up to the rescue " awh mon amie i can assure you he does not get anything stuck up his ass~ UwU in fact he is a bea-" a hand was gently but hastily placed on yuga's face. iida pushed his mate back toward his seat where the boys friends sat, Yuga walked away with sunbeams dancing off of his wings and a smile on his face. 

bakugou who was now bent over cackling at the boy, looked up to give a snarky remark but he was met with a Kleenex wipe to the face and his feet shoved off the desk, the class erupted in laughter as the wipe slid off the fuming kitsunes face. with his ears now flat against his head, he hopped up getting ready to brutally hurt the smug looking bull hybrid in front of him.

during all the chaos no one noticed the door open, or izuku setting aizawa down on the floor before walking back to his desk. izuku observed the class before sighing, he could feel his fathers growing irritation and, he nodded to himself when he saw some of the student finally notice the sleeping bag on the floor and get quiet. 

a scream pierced through the commotion " AAAAAHHH WHAT THE HELL IS THAT " soon the whole class was silent and the yellow bag started moving, and like the butterfly of death shota aizawa is .................he emerged. in his hand a plate containing an omelet

 as he swallowed his next bite, he spoke " first of all stop yelling, you should know some people have heightened hearing Uraraka, second i highly doubt the lot of you will survive a week in the field- you failed to notice the door open and two people enter the room one walking right through you, you could have all been killed" his voice cold and bored.

the class sweated under his intense glare, aizawa sighed before taking another bite, all anger and irritation seemed to drain out of him " anyway, i am your homeroom teacher, my name is shota aizawa and my hero name is earserhead any questions?" silence filled the room before a voice cut through

 " where did you get that omelet, wait did you make us breakfast" momo's asked. the teacher lifted a brow before staring into the back of the room " oh you made them breakfast?, that's cute your being social izuku". 

everyone's head snapped toward the back of the room, they almost jumped at the sight of the the boy sitting at the back, his dull green eyes snapped toward the teacher " shut up" his eyes glowed slightly. 

the students didn't know whether or not to laugh or piss themselves, why you ask because there was a dragon gnawing of one of the boys horns. izuku sighed as he picked up the dragon who looked like tree. " cut it out" his tone was remarkably softer than when he just spoke to his teacher. 

" izuku watch your tone" the black haired man said, but his tone didn't hold any bit to it " ill tell mic that i had to drag you here" the class was confused did they know each other? " c'mon izuku don't tell him, im your father and you're snitching on me that's some bull-" the screams of the class interrupted him much to shota's annoyance " wait your his dad?!" 

" your the one who cooked ? kero" 

" thank you man it was delicious "

" shut up" the room was once again silent the class decided to talk to the boy at the dorms to fully thank him. 

aizawa sighed " okay, put these on and meet me on the training field" training clothes got passed out as the teacher left the room. the boys and girls spilt off after following him to the locker rooms. the boys goofed off and talked, izuku had taken the locker toward the end of the second row. 

bakugou who had been firing questions at him, followed along with his mate kirishima, not soon after shinsou and his mates popped up. followed by tokoyami and shoji ,at the sight of the bird demon izuku smirked at him. they watched as the boy unbuttoned his uniform shirt 

his muscles flexed with every move. they watched as he examined the training shirt before sucking his teeth and putting on a gray tank top and the training shorts. his body toned with scars and demanded respect. which was granted but no one was ballsy enough to ask 

about the scars and why there was so many, kirishima watched as his mate flinched at a particular scar that was on the boys right side. izukus tattoos stood out along his tanned skin along with the black bandages wrapped around his left arm.

 the boy turned closing his locker, internally grinning; he had decided to be an ass. if they where going to stare he might as well giving them something to think about.

he walked toward the bird demon, who turned a soft pink, shoji growled at the approaching male. it was like izuku didn't even hear the growl because he kept walking forward until he was in front of the two males. he looked at the taller white haired male before pulling him down so he could lean in, no one knew what was said but the two males, but they watched as the tentacles of the male quivered and the male sat on the middle bench, in a trance his ears and neck painted a deep red.

izuku grabbed tokoyami by the neck " hi baby bird" tokoyami blushed before responding " ohh uhh h-hi izuku-k-kun how are you, it's nice to see you made it into 1-A; i do hope you continue to stay here it would be a shame if you were to fail, and drop out of the demon force course" izuku's eyebrow lifted, tokoyami watched a flicker of amusement run through the dead green eyes " still talk to much" the group watched as the male cornered tokoyami.

leaning in izuku could hear the blood rushing through the boys veins, it wouldn't take much to break the delicate skin on the boys throat. he kissed the boys neck to fluster him further he knew the commotion it would cause but he needed the entertainment " izuku-kun me and shoji would love to have you mark us and we all can become mates,". well he was bold

" hmm" and with that izuku was gone, no one had saw him move but he was out of the locker room before they could say anything else. they all returned to changing their clothes, bakugou was soon leaving the room mumbling about killing that damn nerd or stupid overly large deku. kirishima followed but the group didn't notice the glare that he sent to tokoyami. 

( A.n: no note today happy reading UwU )