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-Sensei can I ask you something?- Asks Kaminari raising his hand out of nowhere, not allowing Aizawa to even get to the podium fully. The erasure hero gives the boy a flat look, yet Kaminari, for his credit, doesn't budge. Holding his stare, Aizawa sighs.
-Fine, what is it?
-You are a pro hero right? Underground or not you must get paid a lot. Why do you look like you don't have a single coin on you?- Asks the electric boy bluntly.
-Kaminari you can't ask your teacher such personal questions!- Chastises Iida scandalized, Aizawa felt his eyebrow twitch at that.
-My financial circumstances nor what I choose to do with my money are none of your business.- States the erasure hero dryly.- Now take out your notebooks.
Kaminari deflates at that.
Aizawa pays him no mind as he starts writing on the chalkboard.
Brats.
He didn't need Kaminari also trying to stick his nose into his financial issues, he had enough with Mic and Midnight.
~
-Maybe being an underground hero doesn't really pay that much?- Wonders Kaminari out loud, the group sitting at the common room. Kirishima glanced at him, Aizawa had left a few minutes ago for patrol.
-Do you think he doesn't have money? Do they even get paid for teaching?- Wonders the red haired boy.
-All heroes are well paid, even though no one knows about underground heroes, they still get paid the same as those who work in the spotlight, though it also depends on the amount of job they do per week.- Says Midoriya thoughtfully. EraserHead was a hero who despite how sneaky he was, he did fight a lot of villains on a daily (nightly) basis, Aizawa definitely had to own a pretty huge bank account.
-Maybe he doesn't like wasting money?- Says Uraraka, God knows how much she fought to save as much money as possible.
-Have you ever seen him wearing something else? Eating anything at all that aren't those jelly pouches or coffee?- Wonders Sero raising an eyebrow.
-He's always carrying that sleeping bag around, maybe he doesn't even own a house.- Says Jirou matter of fact.
-Do you think he is homeless? What if he is starving to death? Have you seen how skinny he looks?- Asks Ashido mildly freaked out at the solely thought of Aizawa starving to death.
-Should we buy him stuff then? I can use one of my father's credit cards, you choose.- States Todoroki as he pulls out of God knows where a set of credit cards with different designs.
-I like the golden one!- Points Hagakure excitedly.
-The golden one is it then.- Nods the half and half putting the other's into his pocket.
-I don't think we should buy him stuff like that, it could come out as disrespectful.- Says Iida sternly.
-Iida's right, as good as our intentions may be he may think we are trying to mock him.- Says Yaoyorozu nodding at her friend's words, because sometimes doing the right thing could unconciously hurt the person.
-But we can't let him live so poorly, that's not nice.- Says Aoyama frowning.
Before anyone can answer, the door opens, a lively Mic stepping through it.
-Hey hey little listeners how ya doing?! I brought ya nuggets!- Claims the man as he holds up takeout bags, the whole group's eyes shift into stars.
-Sensei!
-A hero!
The whole group for a moment, forgot about their prior conversation as they all stuffed their mouths with nuggets, rejoicing in the fatty juicy motherfuckers tiny slabs of glorious meat.
-Mic Sensei, you are friends with Aizawa Sensei right?- Asks Kaminari suddenly as he watches the man make a jenga like tower with nuggets. His tongue stuck out in concentration, sunglasses having been kidnapped by Jirou at some point after Mic put them on the table, the voice hero looks up at him.
-Yeah, why? Want embarrassing pictures?- Asks the man grinning.
-Those exist?- Asks Ashido surprised.
-Of course they do! Not even Aizawa is perfect!
-Sick! I want some, though that's not it.- Says Kaminari.- I was wondering if you could tell us if he is homeless or not.
-Homeless? Aizawa?- Mic couldn't help but laugh at that, he knew his friend was by no means homeless, as much as he looked like it, but he never thought a student would dare to say it out loud.- He's not homeless, kid, no matter how much he looks like it.
-Then why does he dress like one? He doesn't even eat!
-He doesn't like to dress in a colorful way, it annoys him, and he does eat, if anything, that guy lives for food, there's a reason he's friends with FatGum.
-He's friends with who?! How can he be friends with the jolly marshmallow man?!- Screeches Kaminari scandalized.
-They worked together in the past along with a police officer in an undercover mission. FatGum got really attached to him, though that guy gets attached to anyone, such a golden soul.- Sighs Mic, the kids nodding along, because yes, FatGum was such a precious soul.
-That still doesn't explain the need to dress like that, if not colorful, a bit of less homeless looking vibe would be better? He looked nice at the TV conference last year!- Chirped Ashido, because Aizawa had looked incredibly amazing like that, like a business guy, and kind of reminded her of someone though she couldn't pin point who exactly.
-Well... don't tell him I said this but he does it to kind of pick on his mother, like a rebellious teen.- Snickers Mic, Shouta could be so immature sometimes.
-Pick.... on his mother....?
-He has a mother?! - Jirou smacked Kaminari, hard.
-Of course he has a mother you dumbass! do you think he came out of the ground looking like that?- Asks Bakugou not believing the electric rat's dumb words.
-Does he dislikes her?- Asks Todoroki flatly.
-No, they get along quite well actually, but that woman lives to tease him, his sister too, not that that homeless appearance works that much though.
-He has a sister? - Asks Sero like he just heard a sin.
-Oh he surely does, and she's a true beauty, though unlike Aizawa, a demon hides behind the angelic facade, even he fears her like death itself when she gets mad.
-I love her.- Grins Kaminari with stars in his eyes, because dude , you didn't always heard Aizawa was afraid of someone.
-She's older or younger than him?- Wonders Ojiro.
-Older, for a year only.
-Aizawa's a baby brother.- Whispers Midoriya wide eyed, holding a notebook on his lap. Mic sometimes wonders if the kid has some kind of secret quirk for that kind of thing.
-So he's got money, and eats a lot... I still can't see why wouldn't he waste money on stuff though, if I was him I would buy thousands of fries and nuggets.- Dictates Kaminari.
-You can have it if you want.- Deadpans Todoroki, eyes shining with a fierce glint as he pulls out Endeavour's stack of credit cards.
-I'm gonna take on that offer.
-I once heard that a man was left paralyzed after eating 100 nuggets.- Says Tokoyami somberly.
-So that means the limit is 99, good.
-Aizawa ate 100 nuggets once and I believe he is still safe and sound, and he does waste money, in useless shit, giving money to a restaurant in Naruhata, stuff for his niece and even more stuff for his cat.- Deadpans Mic matter of fact.
-A niece?
-He's got a cat?
-Why would he give money to a restaurant that's like ages ago from here?
-Of course he's got a niece, she's the sweetest little thing, such a huge contrast with the kind of mother and uncle she has. He doesn't have a cat, he's got four, Sushi, Mr.Fluffy Paws, Cookie Dough and JellyCup, all of them live at his parents' house and he would kill for them, and the restaurant at Naruhata is actually a business a few thugs started, he used to crash at their prior coffee shop so he likes to help them keep up their new restaurant even though he just likes to say it's for the cat they have there.
-So manly!
-He's like a grumpy Santa!
-He named all of his cats after cute shit?
-Does his sister looks like him?
-How old is his niece?
-Are there more heroes in his family?
-Yes, he did name all the cats after cute shit, he's secretly a cat freak, no, his sister doesn't look like him thank the Gods, his niece is 8 years old though she can be quite the smartass sometimes, and yeah, his dad is a hero, though he spends most of the time working in China rather than Japan seeing that that's kind of his birthplace.
-So that means Aizawa Sensei is part Chinese?- Wonders Yaoyorozu honestly curious.
-Kind of, that guy's got the asiatic genes on a whole ass new level, his dad is Japanese/Chinese while his mother is Korean/Thai, talk about good genes.
-Sick.
-Can we know his dad's hero name?
-I guess... Master Shock.
A pin drop could be heard across the room.
- The Master Shock ?! - Asks Midoriya suddenly, a fierce fire of excitement in his eyes.
-The Martial Artist hero with the telekinetic quirk?
-Aizawa is his son?!
-I knew I had seen that face before!
-How?!
-Holy shit that's so cool!
-Hold it, isn't Master Shock married to that pretty badass Korean singer? The one with the angelic voice, Nam Areum, who's also got a really gorgeous daughter who's both an actress and a model, her grandaughter's a piano prodigy just like her dad... And they run one of the biggest companies that sells really good music stuff across the whole Japan and other countries?
-.... Yeah...- Mic laughed nervously at Midoriya's words, of course this kid would know about that kind of information, sometimes Mic wondered what kind of stuff the kid knew about him, a force to fear.
-Didn't she also had a son who used to sing with her until he was nine? I liked his voice and he was so cute! He was a black belt and his mother was always bragging about his talents in tap dance, ballet, play the piano and ice skating, does Aizawa have a brother too?- Asks Uraraka this time tilting her head to the side curiously, the idea of Aizawa having a brother was quite amazing.
Mic though didn't look at anyone, man was Aizawa gonna skin him alive.
-Not really....
Silence fell over the room.
-Holy shit he is that kid?!
-Man I gotta sit down, Aizawa can do ballet.- Says Sero, as if he wasn't sitting down already.
-And tap dance! That's so manly!
-Dude that explains why he is such a dangerous force during training, ballet people are scary as fuck, haven't you seen how they can stand on their toes? I would never dare to fight one of those, and ice skating? Isn't that a bit unfair to put us with someone so dangerous to train? Not a wonder he can kick our asses so easy.- Says Kaminari, because dude.
Ballet people were to fear.
-I always thought he did parkour.- Said Shinso feeling like his whole life has been a lie, though that kind of explained those flexibility exercises Aizawa had made him do while he was training them, man it felt like he was gonna die, now that he thought about it those had looked like ballet or ice skating kind of warm up.
-He's a black belt!- Chirps Uraraka excitedly.
-Is no one gonna comment on the fact that he is practically swimming in money, can play the piano and can sing .- Asks Ojiro still feeling quite stupified.
-Do you think he can teach me how to play the piano better?- Asks Jirou giving Mic such a puppy look it hurts his heart.
-Y-yeah I don't see why not, he likes that thing anyways.
-Can he still sing?- Asks Yaoyorozu, excitement deep into her core, she had always been obsessed over Kim Areum's voice, those few songs she recorded with her son had been amazing, his voice held such a cute edge to it, and the few concerts she found on YouTube with him he was always so shy on stage, always holding her hand, but the second the music started he was like a ball of joy jumping all over the place.
To know that was Aizawa.
It was amazing .
it gave those videos a new meaning, kind of explained why the woman didn't spoke that much about him now, only answering simple questions about him, though she did once said he had followed into his father's steps, which kind of implied he had joined the hero industry.
-Oh he sure can kid, should be illegal for him to not sing more.- Deadpans Mic like a wounded dog solely at the unfairness of such a thing, because man if Aizawa couldn't sing. That bastard held such a beautiful voice no one would expect from someone like him, God knows the amount of times Mic tried to get him to sing at his radio show, failing spectacularly of course.
-Do you think if I give him one of my father's credit cards he will sing?- Asks Todoroki looking like he would honestly give Aizawa a credit card.
-Not sure about that, the only times he sings is on his mother's birthdays because she asks him to, gets all dramatic if he refuses, but , maybe I can get him to sing, my most recent embarrassing picture of him is gold after all, haven't used it yet, has no clue I even have it, Midnight may kill me seeing that she is on it too but totally worth it if that gets him to sing.
-Can we see it?- Asks Ashido honestly curious, Midnight and Aizawa in an embarrassing picture together sounded like ship material for her.
-Where's the fun in that then? But I'm a nice person so I'm going to give you a clue, there's cats, hero costumes and big ass boxes involved.- Snickers Mic.
That sets fire in the group's eyes.
Did Midnight and Aizawa dressed as other heroes?
Were they holding cats?
Got inside a box?
So many possibilities.
~
Aizawa sighed as he pushed the door of the dorms open, he was so ready to sleep for the rest of the day.
-Eraser!
Or maybe not.
He gave a long suffering sigh as he found himself engulfed into a hug by none other than a very bright very loud Hizashi, why the fuck would anyone be so happy and energetic at 7am was beyond him.
-Sensei good morning!
Of course Iida was awake, at 7am on a Saturday, what kind of child does something so illegal? Yet as he opened his eyes he found that nope.
It wasn't just Iida.
It was the whole Class.
Awake.
At 7am.
On a Saturday.
He grabbed Mic by the neck of his shirt as this one released him, angry black against nervous green.
-Yamada, I swear to God that if you woke them I will trim your hair down and run you over with a truck.
-Yamada?! I didn't do anything I swear!- Shrieked Mic before smirking, pulling his phone out.- Do you remember last week when Midnight slapped the hell out of you for the costume thing?- Asks the voice hero, his words making the erasure hero grow red, the Class' jaws dropping both for that and the knowledge that Midnight slapped Aizawa.
"She's a queen."- Thinks half of the group mystified.
-Unimportant why are you bringing that up?
-See, I just happened to get a picture.- Grins Mic as he shows it to Aizawa, the man's eyes growing wide ever so slightly.- Even if you delete it from this phone I have it every single where.- He adds as he notices the other ever so subtly raising his hand.
-You want something don't you?- Deadpans Aizawa, who needed enemies when you had friends like this?
-Not me, the children of God.- States Mic as he makes an exaggerated motion around the room, Aizawa's eyebrow twitch as he looks at the group.
-Sensei, would you sing for us?- Asks the whole group making deadly puppy eyes, Aizawa bristles at that.
-No, the fuck are you going around telling them that kind of things?- Asks the erasure hero glaring at Mic.
-I just told them your dad's hero name, Midoriya's the one who took a whole ass mile unraveling every single thing about your fam dude.
Aizawa felt a bit disturbed at that, that kid worried him sometimes.
-The answer is still no, I'm not singing.
-Are you sure? Do you want them to see this picture?
-You wouldn't dare to, Midnight would kill you.
-It would be totally worth it.
-....No.
-You won't die! Where's the energy your kid self owned?!
-It died.- Stated the erasure hero matter of fact, even to this day he couldn't help but cringe at his younger self. So embarrassing, singing infront of so many people with that stupid baby voice, it made him want to bury his head in the ground.
-Such a wuss.
-I don't need to hear that from someone who once slept in his car because there was a spider in the bathroom.
-Hey! It was a huge spider!- Defended Mic, Aizawa rolled his eyes, walking past him.
-Whatever, do as you wish I don't care I'm not singing.
-Then can you teach me how to play the piano better?- Asks Jirou giving Aizawa a look of someone who may die if he refuses.
-I'm not a music teacher... but I guess I can.- Sighs the erasure hero, he kind of liked the piano anyways, he gave Mic one last nasty look of hatred before walking off, he wanted to sleep, fuck Mic and his fucking blackmailing shit.
It's not like he himself couldn't send to the media a picture of Mic doing embarrassing shit.
An eye for an eye.
Mic for his side grinned.
-Well a deal is a deal.- States Mic, the kids' deflated looks being replaced with excitement.
-Sensei I don't think it's a good idea...- Says Iida not sounding really that eager to talk Mic out of it.
-Don't sweat it kiddo, it's okay, it's rated pg, see?- Grins the voice hero as he turns the phone for the group to see.
All jaws hit the floor.
It was a picture.
Of Aizawa and Midnight inside a box that was barely holding onto life, both heroes fast asleep, Midnight wearing Aizawa's tracksuit with her head resting on his stomach, a tortoiseshell curled on her chest and a ginger tabby on her stomach, Aizawa on the other hand....
He was wearing Midnight's costume, or at least the upper half, costume looked like it was screaming for help, he wasn't wearing the lower half thank the Gods.
Yet what he was wearing was way more mind scarring than that.
He was wearing cat underwear, as in a really obnoxiously shade of pink Puppycat (yes, the fucking cartoon) underwear.
A Maine Coon sitting on his chest licking it's paw with all the carefree vibe of the world, there was also a siamese kitten sleeping on his forehead.
-That kids is what happens when you get drunk. Drink with caution or don't drink at all, Midnight slapped the hell out of him for tearing her costume though, right after also taking a picture of course.
-Dude .
-So manly!
-They look cute though.
-This was a week ago?- Asks Kaminari trying and failing to not laugh, because dude , Aizawa I-Will-Rip-Your-Eyeballs-Out Shouta wore childish underwear, holy shit.
-Yup.
-Those are his cats?- Asks Shinso definitely not staring at the Maine Coon.
-Yup, the tabby is Sushi, siamese is JellyCup, tortoiseshell is Cookie Dough and the Maine Coon is Mr.Fluffy Paws, Aizawa's babies if you must.
-You said before that the cats live with his parents, does that mean that was in his parents' house?- Asks Sero in amusement not being able to picture an Aizawa being potentially scolded by his parents for this kind of show.
-No, he took the cats away for the day seeing that it was his day off, that was in my apartment. I wish I had taken a video, but then that would havedefinitely not been near even pg13, and both Aizawa and Midnight would have killed each other, not before killing me for seeing it.
-Holy Jesus did they kiss? - Asks a mystified Kirishima, Mic snorts before laughing.
-Not in a thousand years would those two do something like that kid, I say it for stuff Midnight was saying, that woman kind of disturbs me sometimes.- Says Mic looking haunted for a hot second, also, he mostly said it because Nemuri had tried to see what was inside Shouta's underwear, Mic almost knocked both dumbasses out.
-Is it bad if I say that Midnight's costume color suits Aizawa?- Asks Hagakure, her question making Mic snicker.
-You aren't wrong kid, it does suit him.
-Sensei, can I have that picture? I wanna put it on a frame right above the TV here in the common room.- Stares Kaminari with a shit eating grin.
-Of course.
~B O N U S~
-Shouta you damn motherfucker!- Mic barged into the dorms, almost giving the Class a heart attack, the voice hero holding his iPad up where a picture of himself was showing in an article.
Of Mic wearing a lobster costume and long ass Gucci themed socks, high heels and bright red lipstick.
All as he slept in a Little Mermaid themed pool with wrists handcuffed by pink fluffy looking handcuffs.
The headline?
Present Mic's Strange Kink.
Aizawa looked up from where he was sitting at the couch, snorting before giving Mic the most bitchy face humankind had ever been subjected to, it definitely caught off guard the kids who choked in their spit as a painful snort left a few, Mic felt his face grow red as he tried to ignore their presences.
-How did you even managed to get this picture out? Wasn't Nemuri the one who had it? She sleeps past fucking noon on Saturdays! It hadn't even been three hours since you got here!
-It's amazing the kind of things you can get that woman to do for money.- Grins the erasure hero matter of fact, almost devious.
-Don't say it like that dude it sounds wrong!
-Fine, I told her I would buy her anything she wanted from anywhere she wanted for a whole month.
-I hope you end up broke for real man, like, of all things why this picture!? What the fuck dude?!
-First of, the day I end up broke will be the day you chop that atrocity you call hair off, plus, my bank account can very much keep that woman happy for at least five years before I end up living under a bridge. Secondly an eye for an eye, or a drunk for a drunk, again, plus, she wanted to get you back for showing her in such atrocious clothes.- Grins the erasure hero, he looked...
Arrogant.
Holy Jesus.
-Don't get my hair into this you walking scumbag, my hair is glorious.
-As glorious as the amount of product you use for it bitch.- Smirks the erasure hero, a shit eating grin plastered on his face.
Mic's eyebrow twitched.
Then he launched.
Aizawa honest to God laughed as he fucking bolted off, not a simple laugh, no, it was a fricking mocking little shit kind of laugh.
Christ.
Yet as they looked back at the iPad Mic had dropped they couldn't help but laugh. Man adults were fucking weird, even more when drunk.