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Fireworks
When the end of the year was steadily coming closer, students and teachers alike started preparing to ask the person they liked to the festival. The festival in question is the New Year festival and it’s just about the biggest event UA housed, other than the sports festival.
For literally the first time in his life, Aizawa Shouta was looking forward to what was basically a huge party. This was because he too, planned to ask someone out. About a month before the festival he told his pain in the ass - Hizashi, his best friend, but he’d never admit that - just who he wanted to ask. Hizashi screamed so loud - without his quirk, mind you - that the entire UA campus heard him.
After that scream, he became eerily silent. His face twisted from joy into a dead calm, his voice equally cold.
“If you hurt or pressure him it won’t matter to me that you’re my best friend. Got that?”
“I would rather die than- no wait. I’d rather do a full week of paperwork than hurt him.”
“Oh shit, that’s serious. Okay, I approve. I’ll help you!”
“Hmm, thanks. Don’t really know what the fuck to do.”
Hizashi squealed, Shouta whacked him upside the head and then they started making Shouta’s game plan. The yellow cockatoo even found it necessary to make a title.
‘Aizawa Shouta’s Foolproof Plan To Date Midoriya Izuku’
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The bell that signaled the start of their lunch period made class 1-A slowly wake up again after a positively boring history class. If even the ever so studious Iida Tenya was falling asleep, you knew it was boring.
The group of four consisting of; Iida Tenya, Uraraka Ochako, Todoroki Shouto and UA’s sweetheart, Midoriya Izuku, went to the cafeteria as they always did. Chattering and talking about the event seemingly everybody was anticipating.
At about the halfway point towards their destination, they were stopped by their homeroom teacher.
“A-ah, hello Aizawa-sensei!” With a small bow, Izuku addressed his teacher.
“Do you need anything?”
“Midoriya, I need to ask you something.”
Did- did Aizawa-sensei seem… nervous?
“What is it, sensei? Did I do something?” He added the last sentence very quickly, as if afraid of receiving punishment.
“No, it’s not like that. I- uh, will you... gotothefestivalwithme?”
“Huh? Sensei that was too fast, could you repeat that, please?”
“Oh god, he asked you to go to the festival.” Todoroki’s deadpan voice sounded so much louder to Izuku than it probably was.
“Aizawa-sensei? You like Midoriya-kun?!” Uraraka’s shocked exclamation seemed to bring Izuku out of his own shock.
“Wh-wha-what? Me? With Aizawa-sensei? The… festival? I am so confused.” This was the only thing they could actually understand since Midoriya trailed off into one of his famous mutter rambles.
“Midoriya.” Shouta was looking as indifferent as ever, but on the inside? Ohh boy.
He was panicking. utterly freaking out.
Izuku was once again brought out of his shock and looked up straight into his sensei’s eyes.
“Do you mean it, sensei? Do you want to go to the festival with me?” Izuku looked so hopeful, borderline desperate and it made Shouta’s heart grow three sizes.
“Yes, Midoriya. I’d like for you to accompany me to the event. Is that alright?”
Words were kind of difficult at the moment for Izuku, his teacher, his idol, his crush, was here, basically asking him out on a date.
Uraraka knew about Izuku’s crush - of course she did, she’s his best friend - and decided to give him a hand. She elbowed Izuku in the side, watching his face go from flustered to beet red in the span of two seconds.
“I-I’d love to, Aizawa-sensei. Th-thank you for asking me.”
Damn, could this kid be any sweeter? Any more of this cute shit and they wouldn’t even get the chance to go to the festival. He’d either be six feet underground or Izuku would be in his bed.
“Thank you for agreeing to go with me. The event is in a little more than a week, I’ll pick you up that day at 6pm. We’ll eat first. Goodbye, Midoriya, others.” Aizawa started walking away before anyone could notice the blush that was threatening to rise on his cheeks.
Izuku honestly didn’t understand what just happened. It was like his brain went on autopilot and he was receiving the memories just now. The moment he did understand, he pretty much bolted. His friends could only look on and wonder what was going on in his head.
“I give them the end of January to fuck.”
“Uraraka-san! That is highly inappropriate, you mustn't talk about a friend and teacher of ours like that.”
“Hmm, the end of the week after the event.”
“Todoroki-san!”