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"So..." Aizawa started with a stern look on his black bloodshot eyes. The man was tired as he resisted the urge to yawn from lack of sleep. "...you two got hit by a quirk." He finishes, looking at the two teenagers in front of him.
The blonde teen fidgeted with his fingers as he looked sideways at the greenette beside him who paid him no mind just glaring straight ahead. His anxiousness obviously radiating and Aizawa find it weird watching him. "Well, uhm- sort... of?" he trailed off as he internally winced at himself, red eyes sheepishly looking down at his lap as he avoided the glare thrown at him.
The greenette beside him clicked his tongue, chin pushed upwards as emerald eyes glared passed at the window where the green leaves of the tree sways freely in the air. "What do you fucking think?" he mumble grumpily, then turned his glare to the blonde beside him who winced. "And if it weren't for this fucking dumbass we wouldn't be in this fucking situation. But alas, here we are."
Aizawa closed his tired eyes, pinching the bridge of his nose as he sighed frustratedly while he watched the two problem children in front of him bicker.
Okay, for those who's confused... let me, the author who loves to plot and twist the plot, sum it up.
The Wonder Duo (pfft) was on a patrol mission with the other pro heroes who's mentoring them. As they were on their job, a villain came wreck havoc and caused a ruckus in the area. They responded, of course and things went downhill from there as the villain hit them with his quirk.
Apparently, Bakugou and Midoriya was hit by a quirk that made their personality... switch. Well, it didn't exactly switch because Midoriya is still Midoriya and Bakugou is still Bakugou. It's just that their personality and attitude swapped. So now, Aizawa is dealing with a mean Midoriya and nice Bakugou... which is awkward and weird if you ask Aizawa.
You see, Aizawa was used to seeing Bakugou being all mean, explosive, abrasive and loud meanwhile Midoriya being timid, shy and soft spoken ball of green fluff. But now... well, let's just say he's not used to seeing these two being whatever they are now.
As you can tell, it's weird.
"Well it's not like I wanted this either," Bakugou pouted—fucking. Pouted—while he tapped both his forefingers together shyly. A frown forming in his brows as he looked up at Midoriya with a halfhearted glare. "Don't put it in a way like it's my fault... though yes, it might be is. But please don't rub salt to the wound."
Aizawa internally cringed.
"Heh, at least it's not me who's all arrogant charging in a villain yelling "DIE" like a headless fool all to be caught in a fucking stupid quirk," Midoriya quipped, sinister smirk stretching at the corner of his lips as he sneered at the blonde beside him. "I already told you to fucking wait but since you're all the best and all the great, guess where that fucking ego of yours put us?"
Bakugou pouted more as he can't argue with that. Aizawa still feel weird about the situation because usually, in a normal occurrence, Bakugou would've charge at Midoriya for talking to him like that. One thing that the blonde clearly doesn't like is being looked down especially by Midoriya nonetheless.
The quirk that affected them is quite impressive, if Aizawa may add.
But is still weird.
"Okay, Midoriya enough," Aizawa butted in, scratching at his head frustratedly. Midoriya scoffed and Bakugou was still pouting, clearly feeling bad because it was his fault they got caught in the mess. Aizawa is still not feeling the situation in front of him. "Right now, the villain who got you two is already in the prison. We talked to him already earlier and he claimed that his quirk has no cure and will just stop on its own. When will it stop? He is also not sure."
Midoriya huffed. "Fucking great..."
"Yeah, great. Anyway—" Aizawa glared at the greenette. It still feels off to hear Midoriya swear. "—as you two know, you'll probably be stuck in that quirk to until who knows when."
Bakugou frowned further, slumping at his seat as he bit his lower lip. "I'm sorry Deku..." he whispered and Aizawa almost choked on his own spit as he heard him. The Bakugou Katsuki saying "sorry" was apparently too much to hear.
"Oh, so now you're sorry?! So you know it's your fucking fault?!" Midoriya snarled. He glared at the blonde for a while and Bakugou flinched at the glare, shrinking to himself. Midoriya glared at him for a while before clicking his tongue and looking away. For a split second, Aizawa wasn't sure if he saw it right but it feels like Midoriya felt bad for yelling before hardening his gaze to somewhere else. "Fucking prick..."
He stared at the two for a while before sighing. "Now, I think we're settled about this. I just want you two to behave, I don't want to hear a single commotion from you two and I don't like you two coming at each other's throats," he said, looking pointedly at them as Midoriya threw him a quick glare and Bakugou reluctantly looked up at him. "I already have enough problem from you two on my plate right now. Act as your age, you're third years now and please, behave."
~~~
Apparently, the word behave doesn't exist on his two problem children's dictionary.
He clearly remember himself scolding this two to behave their asses just one and a half hours ago. He know that there's only a little chance that this three years olds (he knows they're already adolescent, but he is also aware that they act like bunch of three years olds) will listen to him but... Aizawa was just beyond disappointed and annoyed it's literally hard to imagine.
He stood in front of the problem children, towering the two bruised teenager. Midoriya glaring back at him behind his bangs more likely irritated meanwhile Bakugou was gazing down sheepishly. Aizawa's quirk blazing as he glared down at the two, his scarf floating around him tauntingly and wrapped around the body of the two stubborn students.
"What did I tell you two?" he demanded, crossing his arms on his chest. Aizawa tightened the scarf around the two making Midoriya grunt and Bakugou flinch while biting his lower lip. "I told you to behave, didn't I? Now, explain me what's this mess you two caused?"
The rest of the Class 1-A are standing behind the two, all looked sheepish and stiff as if not trying to breathe air. All behaved, while they looked down at their feet or share wary looks. Only Todoroki dared to look ahead Aizawa, looking bored and sleepy.
"The fucker blasted me in the face so I Texas Smash him back," Midoriya answered nonchalantly with a shrug. His classmates winced at his words and some looked weirded out by Midoriya's attitude. They all know about the quirk incident but it seems like they all wouldn't get used to Midoriya being mean and foul-mouthed. "Serves him right if you asked me." He then added with a satisfied smirk.
"I already told you it was an accident," Bakugou mumbled and he earned a weird look from Kaminari and Kirishima. Sero was also trying his best not to laugh beside Todoroki and the latter looking at him as if he'd grow another head. "I already said sorry but you still hit me..."
"Like I said, serves you right..." Midoriya retorted and Aizawa glared at him and the teenager glared back. Bakugou pouted, frowning down at his boot as he fiddled with his fingers and the greenette scoffed at him. "Stop fucking pouting, you punk! It looks weird!"
"Then stop yelling at me every chance you got!" Bakugou glared at Midoriya but the heat in his voice was not convincing. It lacked its usual bite.
Midoriya scoffed, returning the glare at Bakugou but more fierce and hard. "You always yell at me, degrade me and call me names, did I fucking complain?!" Midoriya bites back and the rest of the class gasped looking wide eye at the greenette, along with the blonde in question. Aizawa, being done with everything, just dragged out slow frustrated sigh as he watched the scene unfold mirroring Todoroki's uninterested look. Bakugou looking defeated and about to fucking cry, looked down as Midoriya sneered at him. "Exactly. So shut the fuck up, Bakugou."
They were wrapped in an awkward silence and Aizawa can practically hear the crickets buzzing and filling in the silence. He saw how Bakugou deflated from his spot while Midoriya glared straight ahead. Aizawa wanted nothing but to crawl back into his yellow sleeping bag and let the world fuck itself while he sleep. He doesn't get paid enough for this and actually, he was so tempted to just sign the resignation papers and quit.
"Can you two just... you know what? Nevermind," Aizawa grumbled, wiping a hand on his face in frustration. He released the scarf holding the two. "Just one day, please get along. Will you two do that?"
Midoriya huffed and Bakugou shifted. "Hell the fuck no," Midoriya grumbled but one glare from Aizawa, he clicked his tongue and looked away crossing his arms in his chest angrily. "Tch, fuckin' whatever..."
Aizawa sighed and he's not sure if it's a frustrated sigh or a relieved one. He just wish this wouldn't be as chaotic as it already is.
~~~
The next following days is much more chaotic than it already is.
The two problem children hasn't gone back to normal and causing much more trouble than they had before. It's like much more messier than before. Even the other teachers are complaining about this and that and Aizawa was tired in dealing with it.
A lot of things happened in the whole week and in those every single trouble, the only cause was the two problem children. He already told the two to behave and stop coming at each other's throats but Midoriya always goes 8% Full Cowl on Bakugou every chance he got. The latter also can't do anything but to fight for himself. Ending? Property damage, almost injuring one another and even their classmates and much more time being wasted to deal with trouble they both caused.
One time, Midoriya broke Bakugou's nose just because the blonde was blocking his way and the blonde in question almost cried a bucket of tears the other day because apparently, "Deku is being mean, I didn't even do anything wrong to him." It was much more chaotic than they were normal. Midoriya being mean is much more trouble than Bakugou being himself.
The teachers are all in distress because of the two. Their classmates are also complaining about Midoriya being more foul mouthed and abrasive than Bakugou and Bakugou being much more sensitive than Midoriya. It's so frustrating hearing those complains that Aizawa wanted to ask Hizashi if he could use his quirk on him make him deaf.
It is outright outrageous.
"Just be patient with them a little more, Aizawa," All Might said after he complained everything to his co-teachers. He groaned at the answer he get from the tall man and All Might winces. "I mean, it'll wear off one day. Just for the meantime, let's be patient with them."
"Says you, you're kind hearted to the nature, All Might," Midnight huffed out as she took a sip from her boba tea. "I swear if I'm not a hero, I might've had beat those two to pulp."
Hizashi sighed from his seat in front of Aizawa. "Well, I would've too but at this point, we really don't have a choice," the loud blonde shrugged, drinking his boba tea as well as he looked pitifully at his best friend. "But damn, I didn't know they're much worst than before."
"Yeah, I still can't wrap my head on the fact that Young Midoriya is swearing and talking like that," All Might winced as he recall a certain memory, where he got a taste of Midoriya telling him to "fuck off" and the greenette didn't even flinch when he said that. All Might was traumatized. "It's like a nightmare that has come to life."
"Exactly," Midnight grumbled as she pressed her fingers to her temple. Aizawa looked up at her. "Ugh, I'm already getting headache!"
Aizawa rolled his eyes, drinking his cup of coffee. "I just wish that the quirk will wear off soon," he said after a sip of the boiling hot tea. The three teachers looking at him sympathetically. "It's tiring to deal with just the two of them and I even have eighteen more students to handle. I'm already tired at those two."
"Just a little more patience, Aizawa," All Might said, a frown on his face. "This'll be over soon, we'll try our best to help you—" his words earned a tired grunt from Hizashi and an eye roll from Midnight. "—I'm pretty sure the quirk will wear off soon."
Somehow, that is kind of reassuring as he just grumbled and sigh, massaging his forehead. "It better wear off soon," he grumbled. "This is making me old than I am—"
A loud bang of the door interrupted the four teachers as Kirishima and Mineta came barrelling inside. The two students stopped in front of the lounging teachers as they both chase their breathing, willing it to even. They look exhausted as if they just run a 400 meters and 3 laps marathon. The teachers standing up alert, ready to fight in case there's a villain.
Finally coming in terms with the oxygen, Kirishima raised his head to meet Aizawa's eyes. "S-Sir Aizawa..." he wheezed. The petite boy beside him still chasing the air that run out of his lungs. "M-Midoriya and Bakugou... t-they're..." Kirishima wheezed again. "... they're at it again."
Aizawa felt his left eye twitch as he darted a dumbfounded but pointed glance at All Might who smiled sheepishly at him. "Patience, my foot..." he grunted as he felt the last thread of patience in him snapped. He glared at the two students who's still wheezing and chasing the air. "Where are they?"
"In the Gym Gamma," Mineta replied weakly. Still not able to breathe properly. He's coughing here and there are he pointed towards somewhere. "They've been throwing their quirks into each other. Midoriya started it."
Somehow, the statement didn't surprised him. Aizawa groaned exasperated as he made his way to the said place, other teachers following him alongside the two students. When they reached the Gym Gamma, Aizawa was about to open the door when it suddenly opened by itself with a loud crash and a thud as if something—someone was thrown into it. Aizawa dodged, walking to the side and was almost hit, his student Mineta on the other hand barely dodging, he face planted to the floor.
Thick smoke coated the area, Aizawa and the other teachers behind him coughed because of the smoke, squinting his eyes at the body that was thrown across the door. Bakugou weakly stood up, the floor where the blonde had landed now have cracks and dents. Bakugou coughed up the smoke, there's bruises and wounds along the blonde's body and he was beaten up pretty badly.
He could only guess what just happened.
He darted his gaze to the other side where Midoriya was standing smugly, equally bruised as he wiped the blood on his nose as he smirked at Bakugou's direction. "Is that all you've got, Kacchan~?" Midoriya mocked along with a dry laugh. He heard Bakugou's wince. "And you dare say I'm weak, well look who's thrown across the gym? Isn't it you?"
Aizawa, annoyed and mad, glared at Midoriya turning on his quirk. Eyes glistening with red and hair standing up. "Care to explain what the hell is happening here?!" he demanded as Midoriya's eyes landed on him. Not even an ounce of guilt or shame but an annoyed and irritated expression on his green eyes. "I totally told you two to stop coming at each other's throats. Now this is what I get?!"
Aizawa's eyes explored the whole gym. Some of his students are in the far side, some of them bruised. There's a lot of damages in the walls, ceilings and floors. There's also trails of blood in the floor. He stepped inside and he saw the three holes in the floor that looked like it had been exploded.
Midoriya huffed. "Well, if it's not for the fucker blasting me he wouldn't get thrown across the room."
Bakugou looked at Midoriya as if he's grown another head coming at Aizawa's side. "You didn't even get hit and I already apologized! What do you want from me?!"
"Your weak ass getting handed back at you," Midoriya replied with a sinister smirk and he can see how All Might gaped in disbelief at his favorite student.
"Enough! You two left me with no choice! You're on detention and suspension for 1 week. You will also clean the dorms for week!" Aizawa snapped, glaring at the two. Midoriya glared back at him and Bakugou looked down at his feet ashamed. "I've been patient with the two of you since you're hit with a quirk but enough is enough!"
"Aizawa, take it easy. They've been hit by a quirk." All Might tried but apparently, the tired man has finalized his decision. He glared at the latter and All Might cowered at his glare.
"Hit by a quirk or not, I'm done. I'm done being patient. Just be thankful that it's suspension and not expulsion," he barked then looked pointedly back at the two. He pointed at the busted door. "Detention, now!"
The two did as what they told without anymore protests. Knowing their homeroom teacher might move their punishment into expulsion. He heard Midoriya scoffed and swears under his breath when he passed by him. Aizawa following the two with his glare.
He turned to the rest of his students dismissing them to their classroom. The Class 1A obliged, thankfully, as Aizawa takes in the sight of the ruined gym. He felt the three teachers on his back, also glancing around to see the damages.
"Damn, those two are something," Midnight said, half in awe and disbelief. Aizawa could only grunt as an answer, swiping a frustrated and tired hand on his face. "So, what are you gonna do with those two now?"
"Honestly, I don't know..." he replied. He groaned tiredly, thinking about how is he going to deal with Nezu about the damages his problem children had caused. He has enough in his plate and he wanted nothing but rest and a long hours of sleep... but that is going to be impossible however. A tired sigh escaped his lips as he rested his hands on his hips. "I just want a full rest. I just can't wait for the quirk to wear off."
"Welp, I am really sorry about your situation, Shota," he glare at Hizashi. He's not sure if the blonde is really sorry or just mocking his misery. "I suggest you follow those two, who knows they might be killing each other right now."
Aizawa grumbled at that. He defeatedly shrugged his shoulders as he waved his hands, walking away towards the busted doors. "I don't get paid enough for this."
He walked the long way to the detention room. He passed some other students along the way who greeted him with a smile. He also passed classroom with students peacefully listening as their teacher teach them a lesson and oh, how he badly want to make his students behave like that. That would make his work much easier if the certain problem children just know how to behave like their age and didn't got hit by a quirk.
As he got near the detention room, he heard a soft thud coming from the room and he frowned as he slowed his pace. He listened intently but he heard nothing but the quiet buzz of some students passing by and in the nearby classrooms. He squinted his gaze as he darted his eyes into the room. Those two are not killing each other right?
He stand into the door, pressing his ear in to the wood. He listened carefully. He might look stupid right now and some other students passing by looking at him weird. He listened much more intently and he heard a soft voice from inside, sounding pinched.
"Ahh... D-Deku..."
He scowled. What the heck is that? He pressed his ear further into the door. His eyebrows digging deep into his forehead.
He heard more muffled voices coming from the inside, some strange noise and a deep laughter from he is sure is Midoriya. Some more muffled strange noises and the desk and chairs moving int the floor. He heard Bakugou's voice but he isn't sure what they were saying. He just scowled as he listened.
"Mr. Aizawa?" one of the female student came up to him and the students concerned hand on his arms startled him making the other jump. The female student frowned up on him in confusion and concern. "Uhm... what're you doing?"
Aizawa fixed his composure with a forced cough, subconsciously straightening his clothes as he looked anywhere but the pink eyes of the female student. "I-uh... nothing, you can go back to your classroom now..."
The student looked at him weirdly before reluctantly leaving him alone. The student darted a last look over her shoulder at him as she goes and vanished through the stairs going up. Aizawa sighed, as he turned to glance at the door. Then huffed deciding to just get inside. He turned the knob only to find it locked and his scowl going much more deeper than Marianas Trench.
Why would they lock this?!
Fixing the scowling glare on his face, he fished the key on his black pants pocket and stabbed it right into the keyhole, turning the knob and stepping inside unaware of the scene he's about to interrupt and unfold.
"Why did you locked the door—"
He stared wide eyes and mouth gaping, as he stood in his spot motionless taking in the view of Bakugou, who's layed on the table on his back, with his legs spread open and his pants discarded somewhere else making his bottom exposed and naked. His uniform unruly and he's missing his jacket meanwhile Midoriya, hovering above him in between the blonde's spread legs, his pants halfway on his legs and also missing his jacket and tie. Arms on either side of the desk caging Bakugou.
Both of them glanced at the door when it opened and stared (also) wide eye at Aizawa who stood there like a gaping fish out of the sea, looking beyond traumatized. Red colored both the students skin but Bakugou's pale skin is now much redder as he tried to cover his face with his hands, hiding in Midoriya's chest meanwhile the greenette's face scowled, schooling a glare at his teacher who interrupted them.
"Do you know how to fucking knock?!" Midoriya barked annoyed and Bakugou stared at him exasperated.
"I-I thought you said you locked the door?!" Bakugou whined underneath him and Midoriya turned his glare to the flustered blonde.
"I did! Someone just doesn't know how to knock!"
"I-I... I told you to stop!" Bakugou argued making Midoriya scoff.
"You told me to stop but you willingly spread your legs open to me when I pushed you."
"Ack! Just... l-leave me alone!"
Aizawa, on the other hand, just watched them bicker some more, his eyes twitching before he absentmindedly closed the door, locking it and making his way back to the teacher's office. He marched his way to his desk, his co-teachers watching him as he took out the box underneath his desk and started placing his things inside.
Hizashi scowled at him, mirroring the expression written on the other teachers. "What are you doing?"
"Packing." he answered, mind blank as he placed his penholder inside the box.
"Why?" Midnight asked next, along with the concerned look from her and All Might.
"I'm quitting..."
"What? Why?" came All Might's question sounding concern as stood up.
Aizawa stared at the three, blank expression on his face. "I don't get paid enough for this..."