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Aizawa was gonna kill someone.
He didn't know who yet but he was definitively gonna kill someone.
-Shouta there's no need to put on that face, you still look hot. Plus, it's not like I'm not into women too.- Says Mic with a shit eating grin plastered on his face, Aizawa side glares at him.
-Hizashi, if you don't shut the fuck up, I will, for a matter of fact, punch you back into your mother's womb.- Snaps the erasure hero, that gets him a snicker from his dear husband.
-So touchy, are you sure you aren't in your-eek!
Mic's words were cut off by a kick to his swivel chair courtesy of one Aizawa Shouta. The kick made the chair spin with a rough start, sending the voice hero crashing on the floor with a loud yelp.
-Sho, I worry about you that's all! Wait!- Mic shrieked as he found himself into a headlock, fingers quickly wrapping around the thin yet deathly arms around his throat.
-Aizawa aren't you being a bit too aggressive with the poor man?- Asks AllMight nervously, the rest of the staff kind of felt pity for Toshinori as Aizawa's mortal eyes settled upon the man's soul.
-Do you want me to break your kneecaps that badly AllMight?- Asks Aizawa in a cryptic tone, a somber look plastered on his face, making the ex symbol of peace grow pale and cough up blood.
-I-I'm sorry!
-My man be taking no game.- Snickers Midnight proudly, her words getting her a glare from Aizawa in return.
-You shut the fuck up. You shouldn't be so calm about this.- Snaps the erasure hero harshly, or as harshly as a female's voice could go.
-Aw but it's funny and despite the hellish dry eyes, I must say I quite enjoy this body..- States Midnight with a playful smirk, a rare expression for her current appearance.
-So are you okay with Mic kissing this?
-Not really. But again, it's funny.- Snickers the R Rated hero. To be honest, this whole situation couldn't be more hilarious. She and Aizawa had been fighting a villain in an unusual team up.
A villain with a switch quirk.
Which is how they ended up in their current situation. Aizawa in her body and Nemuri in his. It was a nice time off from her body. Well, it wasn't like she didn't love her body but it was relaxing as fuck to be a guy. She had spent a whole ass hour just enjoying the privilege of being able to lay flat on her stomach without obstacles in the way, being able to walk around shirtless without getting the cops called on her, it was....
It felt out of this world.
So much freedom.
-Funny my ass. Why the fuck did you even feel the need to do that to my body? You do realize you are teaching teenagers right? God help me if you dare to pull one of your creepy tricks using my body.
-Oh honey don't worry, this ass is gonna stay PG-13 I promise. If anything, you should be thanking me. Didn't I do an amazing job? Look how hot I, well, you are.- Smirks Midnight motioning at her current appearance.
-She's right though, you do look hot.- Says Mic, voice strained. Because even if he was bisexual and Shouta was to stay in Nemuri's body, he couldn't really see himself falling in love with her body, she was too.... not his type. Plus, Nemuri was more like a sister to him, not that body was all he cared about but still... it was weird as fuck.
Aizawa for his side couldn't help but scrunch up his face in distaste, even if he knew it was his body it felt like he was staring at someone else.
As the bell rang Aizawa couldn't help but grit his teeth, man was this gonna be one hell of a day, he just knew it.
~
Class 2-A may not be the smartest creatures in the world but they were pretty sure Midnight wasn't supposed to be the one to give them class first thing in the morning. Also, what the fuck was it with those clothes? Since when did Midnight wear sweatpants and a hoodie to school? Who the fuck wore combat boots with sweatpants?
-Mid-
Iida was cut off by the woman raising her hand to stop him as she came to a halt behind the podium.
-First of, I'm not Midnight. There was an accident with a switching quirk last night, but that doesn't mean I won't be able to teach-
-Hold up.- Aizawa glared at Kaminari as the boy interrupted him.- You are Aizawa-sensei?
-Yes.
-So that means she is in your body?
-So smart. What gave you that idea?- Asks the erasure hero almost rolling his eyes at the boy's thoughtless words.
-But that's....
-Is it permanent?- Asks Jirou cutting the electric boy's potentially suicidal next words.
-No, it will wear off, eventually. Unless the villain is found and forced to revert us back.- States Aizawa flatly. Man was it weird to see Midnight's usually joyful look so... inexpresive...
-Can you use Midnight's quirk?- Asks Midoriya looking like he was barely holding himself together, excitement clear in his face.
-Well, she was complaining about erasure this morning so I guess we can use each other's quirk. Though considering our current situation, that doesn't really surprise me.- Says the erasure hero. Another reason why he had tried covering as much skin as possible, precautions.
-What does it feels like to be in Midnight's body?- Asks Todoroki flatly. If he had been someone else, Aizawa would have definitely ignored that question, but this was Todoroki. Innocent clueless Todoroki who didn't even know how babies were made until last year.
-Like shit. Shitty eyesight. My back hurts. Fingernails from hell. And I can't even drink coffee because it will mess with her stomach.- Says the wo(man) dryly, because it was true. He would rather have dry eyes than have to use glasses, the two balloons on his chest were destroying his back, he almost poked his eye with the fingernails (though he won't lie scratching felt like heaven itself) And the worst thing above all
Coffee.
He couldn't drink coffee.
Curse Nemuri and her stupid weak ass stomach.
And the little demons had the nerve to snicker at his predicament.
-What about Midnight? Where is she?
-Hopefully? In the staff room. Speaking of, seeing that she is in my body, if she does something weird you are more than welcome to hit her.
-Hit her?! - Squeaks half of the room solely at the idea of hitting Midnight, let alone Aizawa's body.
-There's no need to worry.- Brushes off the erasure hero as he pressed his hand against his lower back, man how the fuck could Nemuri survive this?
-Does your back hurt?- Asks Ashido with a shit eating grin.
-Shut up before I give you detention.- Warns Aizawa as he pulls his sleeping bag from under the podium.
-You are going to sleep?!- Asks half of the room.
-I don't see why not...- Deadpans Aizawa as he gets inside his sleeping bag. He looked at his hands, wondering if Midnight's quirk works on her too.
-You want to use her quirk on you don't you?- Deadpans Shinso. Would it be bad if he was to ask him to knock him out too?
-You gotta take the glasses off. You can break them if you sleep with them on.- States Iida matter of fact.
-Can Midnight use her quirk on herself though?- Frowns Ojiro.
-Who knows. She's a woman so it would probably make her dizzy unless she uses it full on...
-Test it. For science.- Says Midoriya almost leaning forward in his seat. Aizawa gives the boy a flat look.
-Sensei you can't use a quirk if you don't even know how it works!- Says Iida, Aizawa gives him a look that pretty much reminded them of Midnight's diabolical vibe.
And then he pulled the sleeve up, pressing it against his face, the familiar pink dust danced around, knocking out the first row of male students. Aizawa sighed almost in disappointment as he covered his arm again.
-Such a shame for someone with a sleeping quirk.- He zipped up the sleeping bag, ignoring the fact that he knocked Shoji, Ojiro and Aoyama out. Sighing in relief when he laid down on the floor and the pain in his back seemed to subside.
He was at peace with the world.
~
Aizawa woke up two minutes before the bell rang to find that this body was definitively not made to sleep on the floor, even if inside a sleeping bag. As he raised from his slumber and unzipped the sleeping bag he found his body to be awfully sore.
-Fuck.- It kind of came out before he could even stop it. But in his defense he just hit one of the balloons on the podium, and mother of God if that shit didn't hurt.
-Sensei are the myths real? That hitting a boob hurts as much as a kick in the nuts?- Asks Kaminari, the boy who feared no God. Aizawa glares at him, yet he answers, because fuck it, he's already having a shitty day.
-No.
At that same time the bell rings, door slamming open.
-Babies daddy's home!
Aizawa feels like hitting his head against a wall until he can forget this day ever happened.
-Holy shit you got abs?! - Screeches half of the room, jaws almost hitting the floor. Because dude , that body was definitively not something someone as lazy as Aizawa should by any means be able to have. The skinny bastard had more muscles than any of them had, and scars, the most attention grabbing being the one on his elbow.
-Is that AllMight's.... costume...?- Asks Midoriya blinking. He felt... disturbed but at the same time in awe at the fact that Midnight would be so brave to put anything related to AllMight near Aizawa.
-Yeah, the guy's huge as fuck so I had to tie it like a cape instead of wearing it. Plus, no one was that eager to let me take the pants off.- Aizawa facepalmed at that.
"Thank the Gods for that."- Can't help but think the class in synchrony.
-Sensei, is that Snipe's hat?- Asks Uraraka, face red to the ears. Was it wrong if she was to think her teacher was good looking?
-Yeah, looks better on me doesn't it?- Says Midnight making a finger gun with her left hand right under her chin, with an arrogant smirk plastered on her face. The action making a few almost die on the spot.
-I don't think it's appropriate for you to go around half naked, much less in someone else's body.- Says Iida sternly. How did Midnight even throw away Aizawa's whole look? Did she even ask for his permission? Like, yeah, he didn't look like a homeless person anymore but still... it could have been better than this.
He looked like a pervert now.
Or a stripper.
-But he doesn't mind, he's just pissed that I got rid of his homeless looking vibe. Seriously, how unfair is it for him to keep this hot vibe so hidden? Plus I like being shirtless.- Says Midnight grinning.
-Sensei don't do that with his face.- Says Kaminari. Because no, a grinning Aizawa was more unsettling than anything he had ever seen.
-Why? Scared I may steal your heart?
The shivers Kaminari felt may or may not have made his back crack due the force of it.
-Why are you even here? Where is Mic? This is his hour.
-.... Yeah, he may be indisposed for the day. I underestimated the power of a clean looking Aizawa.- Stated Midnight grinning like she wasn't sorry at all, arm around her waist, chin resting at the back of her other hand.
-Is he dead?- Asks Jirou scandalized. Aiz-Midnight's eyes settled on her, a sadistic glee on her face. Dude was it skin crawling to have Aizawa making that face, even more so with the type of look his body had. She even tied his hair up! Even for Jirou who was a proud lesbian, he looked... unnervingly nice.
-I don't know, but I could fix that.
-Sensei, how come I have never ever seen you do anything but sleep but you still have those muscles? Aoyama here cries himself to sleep every day due the inability to gain muscles despite the fact that Kirishima, Midoriya and Bakugou make him eat a lot and do lots of exercises!- Says Ashido. Aoyama face plants against his desk.
-That's so not fair! I want to be able to open a jar by myself! Tell me how you do it!- Begs the French boy. Aizawa sighs as he sits down, man his back was killing him again.
-How the hell do I know?
-Child, this guy can eat more than FatGum himself. The only reason this body stays this sinful to the eye is because the bastard's got terrifying genes from his father. That guy is a fricking mountain with more muscles than fucking AllMight. He made a lot of heroes cry when he came to watch Shouta at the sport festival.
That made even Bakugou choke on his spit, because what the fuck? Did someone like that really exist?
-Also this motherfucker grew up in the mountains eating healthy shit, rabbit food if you ask me, probably learnt the secret of the ninjas to evade calories. But don't worry, you don't need muscles to look hot. Look at Mic, boy's a noodle but sexy.- States Midnight matter of fact.
-But I don't want to be hot nor sexy! I want to open a jar by myself!- Cries Aoyama hitting the desk harder, a dramatic waterfall streaming down his face.
-You are a noodle Aoyama, just accept it, it will hurt less.- Says Ashido patting his back, it only got the boy to cry harder. Aizawa rolled his eyes at that.
-Where's Mic?
-With Recovery Girl.
-You sent him to the infirmary...?- Asks the erasure hero blinking, mildly concerned.
-Don't worry he's not alone. Snipe and AllMight are with him!- Says the woman cheerfully.
-Snipe and AllMight?!?- Shrieked the whole room horrified at what the woman (man?) must have done to send them to the infirmary.
-Yeah, Snipe got mad that I stole his hat and tried to get it back. But then Mic tried to stop him from hitting this precious body. AllMight tried to calm them down, Hound Dog got pissed and hit Snipe into next century, AllMight hit himself with the window, knocking himself out and Mic.... Well he kind of fainted after looking at me, not that I can blame him. I'm just that irresistible, my soul always go for the irresistible bodies.
-You make it sound like Mic likes Aizawa...
-Well that's-
Aizawa has never moved so fast in his life, much less ever saw himself doing what he just did.
But he panicked okay?!
He sent a kick straight to the jewels.
Hard .
It was satisfying to see Nemuri go down, even if it was his own body.
-First of, that's a pro move. Secondly, holy fuck, and thirdly, it's true then?- Asks Sero with a shit eating grin as he watched Midnight on the floor making weird noises of death.
-Fucking son of- Christmas! I think Thor just stuck his hand inside me and lit my whole nervous system up with electricity. A thunderstorm, Pikachu, Zeus and AllMight punched my soul out. Oh my God I'm dying!- Man talk about dramatic, it was funny to hear those words with Aizawa's voice though.
-Stop acting like it's the end of the world.- Deadpans Aizawa, Midnight raises her head enough to glare at him through watery eyes.
-I'm gonna kick you so hard when you get back that even the male ancestors of your male ancestors will feel it.
Aizawa snorted at that, as if he would let her.
-Gangster.
-So are you and Mic dating?- Asks Ashido like an old woman asking for the juice that filled her only purpose of existence which was being nosey .
-None of your business.- Snaps the erasure hero as he sits again. At this point he was starting to wonder if Nemuri didn't just have a weak ass lower back. Would it be wrong if he was to wear a binder? Would a binder even survive these two monstrosities?
-They aren't just dating though.- Says Midnight, voice weak, almost watery, Aizawa glares at her.
-Do you want another kick?
-Do you think I can't cause you pain too? I will ask AllMight to give me a piggy back ride around U.A. as I sing about how much I love him. I will let Vlad's dog to lick me. I will find Endeavour and hug the hell out of him, kiss Ms.Joke and catcall so many people. I can ruin your whole existence.
-....
-The devil is a woman.- Whispers Kirishima mystified.
-They aren't just dating? Holy mother of the saint nuggets! Goldilocks is married to our caterpillar?!- Screeches Ashido, Aizawa doesn't know how to feel about that nickname though.
-That's none of your business.
-Aw Sensei don't be shy! You know you can trust us! We won't say a word to anyone about this! We swear!
Aizawa scowled at that, crossing his arms over his chest and looking away, scowling even more as he felt their stares on him.
-Fine, you get three questions, three .- He repeats when he catches their ready to protest faces.
-Have any kids?- Asks Midoriya at the speed of light before anyone can open their mouths.
-Do I look like I have or want kids? That would mean wasting too much precious time I could use for sleeping.
-Sensei be taking no game with his sleeping schedule.- Whispers Hagakure mystified, Shinso nodding approvingly.
-Does your job gets in the way of your relationship?- Asks Bakugou, face flat.
-.... Sometimes it gets stressful, even more so if you both are heroes but... that shouldn't be reason for you to believe that not having anyone at all would be better. In my personal opinion, it's always better to have someone to come home to, even more so if that person is also a hero. Because as a hero, there's a limit to what you can tell someone who's not in a similar type of profession without scarring them.
Shouta won't lie, there had been rough moments in his relationship with Hizashi. Fights over the mess of schedules. Prolonged patrols without a single call. Arguments over the lack of time they spent together.
But at the end of the day Shouta wouldn't change his relationship with Hizashi for anything.
The Class for their side could understand Aizawa's point, a relationship with another hero sounded like a mess but also like a good option. Because at least a hero would be able to keep themself safe, know how to deal with strong situations, understand their partner's work better.
It was strange to picture Aizawa and Mic fighting though.
-Can we see the ring?- Asks Uraraka after a moment.
-I don't have it. I don't trust that demon in my body so I gave it back to Mic.- States the erasure hero pointing at his own body which raised from the floor, wincing before launching at the other hero, grabbing him by the neck of his hoodie.
-You have the nerve to call me a demon when you just kicked my brain into the next generation? I fucking hope you can't get it up ever again.- Snaps Midnight. Aizawa just plasters on a face that makes the whole room choke on their souls.
Never let it be forgotten that Aizawa can pull a "Bitch you wish" face.
-Sensei that's quite the controversial scene you are pulling for the outside eye. Women should not be touched.- States Kirishima with a shit eating grin, Aizawa glares at him.
-Neither should men, it's all about equality. Plus, it's my body.
-Good for you now can you let me go? My back hurts.- Asks Aizawa with a sigh. It was also uncomfortable as fuck to have his own face staring back at him, so creepy and disturbing.
-Weakling.
-But this is your body so does that mean you are also a weakling?- Asks the erasure hero amused.
-Again, weakling.
Aizawa's eyebrow twitched.
He glared at the brats as he heard them snickering.
Little shits.
-Sensei, Todoroki asked Aizawa Sensei this but we also were wondering, how does it feels like to be in his body?- Asks Ashido taking some pity on the erasure hero. Midnight released Aizawa, grinning like a child on Christmas which is both creepy and mystifying coming from Aizawa's face.
-It's wonderful! I mean, yeah, shitty dry eyes but come on! I can roll around thanks to this flat chest gift from the Gods! I can be shirtless all I want without getting arrested for it. I'm a fucking 6 feet tall hot dude with abs and a demon's stare. Imagine all the free food I can get from both men and women alike, and all the coffee I can drink. I can eat a lot without the worry of getting fat!
-Nice to know someone is enjoying this.- Deadpans Aizawa as the kids explode into a fit of laughter. Because dude , Midnight made it sound like she was having the time of her life with this.
-Sho if you were to dress nicely you could also have some fun. Decent fun.- Aizawa facepalmed at that, he didn't want to dress nice . Midnight was an unnervingly gorgeous woman, he would definitely attract attention. Besides, he didn't felt comfortable showing so much skin from her body, he felt like he was gonna end up committing a crime if anyone was to give him a single wrong look.
-I don't want to have fun. I want my body back, with my flat existence, dry eyes and perfect eyesight.- Says Aizawa almost in a whine, it gets a few snickers.
-You can kiss her! Some switching quirks revert that way right?- Asks Sero, as if realization just hit him.
-That's so not something I want stuck in my brain forever.- Says Midnight and Aizawa almost at the same time. The idea of kissing each other let alone their own bodies felt... awkward, weird, ew.
-I'm okay like this, maybe they will find the villain.- Says the erasure hero. Though not even he believed his own words.
-And if not? Are you sure you want to be a woman forever?- Asks Kaminari. Aizawa feels a shiver run down his spine at those words. He wouldn't survive as Midnight for more than a week, he was gonna end up committing seppuku if he did, and don't even get him started on how awkward his relationship with Mic would get.
-I could get used to this though. I mean, I'm still hot, got better hair, got abs, can torture Mic, got an easy yet badass quirk, a black hole for a stomach, abs , amazing flexibility, don't need glasses, got abs, ability to drink coffee, and again, abs. Who doesn't want abs?- Asks Midnight with a shit eating grin. Aizawa's eyebrow twitched at that.
-You know what? Fuck it.
He was gonna be scarred for life with this but who the fuck cared? He wasn't gonna suffer a single moment more in this hideous body of the devil.
He launched at Nemuri who avoided his grab quite easily.
-Now now honey violence is not the answer, and much less infront of our children.- States Midnight sounding pretty much like a disappointed husband. Aizawa's eyebrow twitched before in a swift move he grabbed her by the AllMight suit, making her squeak in the process which considering it was technically his voice it made him grow red. Such a stupid sound shouldn't be leaving his body for God's sake, so he yanked her down, ignoring the fact that they had quite the large audience.
Ashido fainted.
Iida's glasses may or may not have cracked out of shock.
Ojiro hit Kaminari with his tail out of surprise.
Bakugou's eyes grew wider ever so slightly.
Midoriya gasped so loudly it was a wonder how he didn't lose a few vocal cords.
Well, yeah, they knew it wasn't technically an actual kiss and that Aizawa was married to Mic but still...
Seeing two good looking people whose appearances clashed perfectly kissing was quite the hard blow to take. Even more so if they were Midnight and Aizawa.
And then Aizawa's body pulled away briskly.
A disappointed Midnight glanced at her hands.
-Holy shit it worked .- Whispers the woman mystified in a way. She glances at Aizawa's abs and without a shame in the world, she pressed her hand against his abdomen.- I'm gonna miss these.
-Don't touch me.- Scowls the erasure hero swatting her hand away to the woman's dramatic agonizing face, as if she just got told an awful heartbreaking thing.-I feel like a stripper now.- Mutters Aizawa as he looks down at himself. He didn't have anything against showing skin, he just didn't feel that comfortable doing it infront of his students.- Here you can have this.- States Aizawa as he takes AllMight's suit off his neck, throwing it at Midoriya who catches it, the boy sees it
And then he faints.
Faceplanting on the desk.
Bakugou rolls his eyes.
-And you can have this.- The erasure hero took off Snipe's hat, placing it on Hagakure's head before releasing his hair from the man bun Midnight had gifted him. Man he felt naked without the stubble.- Now if you excuse me I'm gonna find a shirt.
-Shouta don't punish humanity like that! Let us see your abs!- Cried Midnight dramatically, and as the man ignored her and walked off. It somehow felt like watching a dramatic cheap Latino American novel.
-Sensei you do know you can get abs of your own right?- Asks Kirishima trying to not laugh.
-Do you truly believe I can pull off those abs?- Asks the R Rated hero giving Kirishima a deadpanned look.
-Good point, but still you can get abs!- States Kirishima cheerfully.
-Anyone can get abs, unless you are Aoyama.- States Todoroki flatly, getting a hurt look from the French boy in question.
-Mon ami, I get that half your quirk is fire but there was no need for you to burn me like that.
-My apologies.
Todoroki didn't look sorry at all.
~
Aizawa for his side didn't exactly go for a shirt straight away. He wanted to see how Mic was doing, so he went to the infirmary first, finding his husband passed out on the bed. AllMight nor Snipe were at sight, neither was Recovery Girl so he took that chance to sit on the bed. Staring at Mic for a while, fingers caressing the other's cheek softly. That got the blonde to frown in his sleep before cracking his eyes open, the lack of sunglasses allowed Aizawa the sight of those beautiful green eyes.
-Nemuri just because you are in his body doesn't mean you get to do as you please with me.- Protests the voice hero, Aizawa can't help but smirk at that.
-It's nice to know you don't give in to temptation.
-Shouta...? How? Was I out for that long?- Asks Mic mortified.
-Two and a half months, we thought you wouldn't make it. Nemuri was feeling so guilty.- Says the erasure hero sadly.
-Wait seriously?!- Screeches Mic as he sits up, he couldn't had been out for that long right?! He snatched his phone out.
It hadn't even been an hour.
-Dude.- Whined the voice hero, Aizawa smirked like the little shit he was.- How did you even get back?
-I kissed myself.- Deadpans Aizawa, and before Mic can come up with one of his stupid comments, the erasure hero kisses him.
-You know, at least one good thing came out of this.- States Mic as he leans away from other after a moment. He glances down at Aizawa, pressing a hand against his abdomen.- I got you to parade around shirtless.
Aizawa gave him a deadpanned look.
Hizashi needed to spend less time with Nemuri.
She was rubbing her perverted ways on him.
Yet even then he couldn't help but smile a bit arrogantly at that.
Because Hizashi liked his abs.
And that always made him feel like he was the king of the universe.