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Every person is given a necklace of half a shape and a certain color when their born. Their soulmate has the other half, in the exact same color. Hearts, circles, stars, any shape at all. But, there's one question that remains. What did the 2 main characters of our story get as their shape, and what color?

Aizawa wakes up to the annoying sound of his alarm clock blaring at him. Aizawa slowly sits up in his bed, grabbing his necklace, the shape he was given being half of a star, a jade green star. He groggily stood up, changing into his U.A. Highschool uniform.

Yamada is already awake by that point, on his way to school. His shape was half of a star. But his was pink. As Yamada walked to school, he greets some of his friends, going to class.

Aizawa walks into the gates U.A. borders, still outside, noticing the loud blonde talk to his friend. "Who is that..? And why is he so damn loud?" He thought to himself, slightly irritated at the strength and energy the blonde has.

Yamada excitedly talks to his friends, not even noticing the ravenettes hard glare at him. "I can't believe you actually said that! How are you not dead, you're parents should've for sure have killed you for that snarky comment!" Yamada says, chuckling at his friend's remark on a sparky comment they said to their parents. Nemuri pipes up at the reply Yamada gave. "Your so damn loud, Zashi!"

"Zashi... that's such a weird name.." Aizawa thought to himself, not realizing he'd soon come to to love the blondes nickname. Aizawa notices his necklace, seeing the light pink half-star he has. Aizwa glanced down st his, realizing he was fidgeting with his necklace. His was a jade green half-star. Aizawa felt disappointed for a moment, then decided he wasn't because didn't he just feel annoyed at Zashi's loudness? He scoffs at his own disappointment and walks into the school.

Yamada didn't notice the other boy's scoff and glare. Nemuri had though, and decided to say something. "Hey, did you see that weirdo black haired guy? He's been glaring at you, and scoffed?" Nemuri says, pointing in the direction Aizawa had gone in. "Oh, weird." Yamada says, not really caring. Yamada had enough- no, more than enough confidence to not care what others thought of him.

Aizawa enters his class, sitting down in a seat. The blonde walks in, sitting next to him. Of course, just his luck. The loudass blonde he just seen, sitting next to him. Why him, Of all people to sit next to. The blonde smiled.

Yamada looks over at the ravenette. "Hello!" Yamada spoke, quickly adding, "I'm Hizashi Yamada, nice to meet you! What's your name?" He smiles happily as he gets his stuff together and ready for class.

"...Shouta Aizawa..." Aizawa muttered tiredly. He was NOT in the mood to talk to a loud ass. At least he knew his name.

Yamada starts to make small talk. "So have you found your soulmate?" Aizawa shook his head. "Plans to?" Aizawa shakes his head again. "Let me see your necklace, maybe I could match you up with a friend!"

Aizawa sighs, reluctantly pulling his necklace out of his shirt, the jade halfstar. Anything to make him stop talking. "Oh cool! It kind of looks like mine, but green!" Yamada says, smiling still. "How do his cheeks not hurt?" Aizawa thought to himself. The friend Yamada had been talking to butt's in. "Hey zashi- I heard that sometimes if you put your shape together even if their a different color, they could still match! Also, hi, I'm nemuri!" She says, looking at Aizawa as she introduces herself.

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Aizawa was stuck on that thought Nemuri had brought up. Could it really work? No. There is no physical way that someone he just MET was his fucking soulmate. No possible way. It was just a coincidence that his looked similar to Yamada's. They were different colors, for godsake.. But what about what Nemuri said? Aizawa wouldn't be to opposed to the idea of the loudass blonde being his- No. Stop. 

Yamada was thinking about that same thing. What if Aizawa was his soulmate? He seemed to like the idea. Sure, Aizawa was quiet and blunt, but that didn't mean he couldn't warm up to him! Surely the pair could just be friends. Yamada decided he'd have to ask Aizawa to connect their necklaces for "Shits and Giggles".

The next day, at the highschool, Yamada sat down next to Aizawa. "Hey Sho'!" Yamada smiled, having come up with a nickname for Aizawa. Aizawa sighed in irritation. 

"What do you want, Yamada?.." Aizawa replied, in a gruff tone. "And don't call me that.." In reality, it made Aizawa's heart flutter just a bit. What if Yamada really was his soulmate?

"Remember what Nemuri said yesterday?"

"Yes. What of it?"

"I think we should try it. I'm curious!" 

Aizawa sighed. Of course this idiot wanted to try it. Aizawa pushed down the feeling of excitement and hope Yamada was his soulmate. "Fine.." Aizawa pulled out his necklace, the half red star. He held it up, waiting for Yamada.

Yamada enthusiastically pulled out his half yellow star, matching it. Suddenly, the pairs necklaces shifted colors, matching up to be an orange. "Holy shit!" Yamada exclaimed, shock written all over his face.

"..." Aizawa's face flushed red. Holy fuck, the loudass was his soulmate?! He was Yamada's soulmate?! HOW IS THIS POSSIBLE!?! Aizawa looked away quickly, hiding the fact his face was probably as red as the pairs necklaces. Yamada chuckled, dropping his necklace. Aizawa dropped his, then immediately bringing his hand up to fidget with it. 

"Damn Sho'! Your about as red as the new color or our necklaces. The color looks cute on you~" Yamada teased, laughing. 

"Shut up!" Aizawa quickly replied, looking back up at his newfound soulmate. What did he do? Kiss him? Smile? Scream and run away? Actually, that last one seemed like a great option about now, but he decided to stay.

"Hm, no, I don't think I will Sho'." Yamada teased, before switching to a more serious tone. "But what now? We did JUST meet, and I really didn't expect that to work.."

Aizawa sighed. Thank God. A change of subject. His face started returning to the normal pale color it usually is. "Yeah, we did... Maybe we should get to know each other before we start a relationship.." Aizawa suggested. It'd be better to start as friends before anything else, really.

"Yeah, seems like a safe option." Hizashi nodded, agreeing.

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It's been about a week since Yamada and Aizawa found out that they were soulmates. Yamada tried to hang out with Aizawa more, but he really didn't know what to talk about. He tried to make small talk. "Sho'?"

"Yeah?" Aizawa replied, looking up from the notes he was studying.

"What's your favorite color?" Yamada asked. Maybe he could ask more questions after Aizawa answered.

"Black.. What's yours?" "I like yellow. Do you have pets?"

"Yeah, one. A cat. I named her Miso.. I'm a huge cat person.. What about you? Have any pets yourself?"

"I have a cat named Mochi. What's your favorite food?"

"I'm basic.. I like Chinese takeout a lot.. and some sweets... Like walnut cookies... You?"

"I love fried chicken.. Do you have any hobbies?"

"...Not really.. I like playing with my cats.. sometimes I read or just sleep.. I like horror movies to. What hobbies do you have?"

"I read/write a lot of fanfiction. Only about fiction characters."

"Oh... Nice.." Shit, Aizawa couldn't think of anything to talk about. Maybe something about Yamada's cat? No, that's stupid.. Well, it's something, right? "Can I see a picture of your cat?"

"Oh, sure!" Thank God for that.. Yamada pulled his phone out, finding a picture before a teacher came up behind him, and ripped his phone out of his hands.

"No phones in class, Mr. Yamada. You'll get this back at the end of the day. And stop talking, your disrupting the class." The teacher scolded. Yamada's face dropped depressingly.

"Damn.. my phone.." Yamada sighed. "We should talk later, Sho'."

Aizawa nodded in agreement, turning back to his notes. Aizawa tried to pay attention to the teacher desperately, but he couldn't stop stealing glances at his newfound soulmate. Damn, he was just perfect... He couldn't take his mind off the blonde. 

Finally, the bell rang. lunchtime. God, finally. Aizawa was SO hungry. He quickly shut his notebook, collected his stuff and stood up. Should he wait for Yamada.. Nevermind, he'll just ask. "You want me to wait for you, Yamada?"

"I told you, call me Hizashi or Zashi.. But no, it's fine. I'll meet you there in a few minutes, Sho'." Hizashi responded, a smile on his face, as usual. He kept his signature orange shades on his head, collecting his stuff.

Aizawa nodded, walking away to put his stuff in his locker. When he got to the lunchroom, despair washed upon his face. The line was so long.. He sighed. Maybe Aizawa should get Yamada and wait in the line with him. But the good thing was, he knew more about Yamada and now how basic conversation skills based on Yamada's interests. Aizawa left to go find Yamada.

Yamada was at his locker, glancing over when he saw Aizawa. "Sho'? I thought you were getting lunch?" He questioned, a puzzled look on his face.

"Well, I was, until I saw how long the line was.." Aizawa paused, "But I figured I should have someone to talk to while I wait."

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Aizawa walked into the lunchroom, Yamada walking along side him. Shock came across Yamada's face. "Jesus Christ! You weren't lying... That really is a long line.."

"Yeah, I know.." Aizawa replied, brushing a piece of his black hair behind his ear. Aizawa walked over, getting a place in line, and Yamada followed him. "What do you plan on getting, Yamada?"

"I told you, call me Hizashi at the very least! But I'm getting.. uh- what do they even have today?"

"I think they have.. uh.. probably sandwiches again.." Aizawa replied, also unsure of what the school was serving. He nervously fidgeted with his orange half-star necklace.

"Maybe. Damn.. I wish that teacher didn't take my phone..." Yamada sighed. "Then I'd have something to entertain myself with."

"Uh, I have my phone.." Aizawa pulled his phone out of his pocket.

Yamada gasped excitedly. "You do?"

"No, I don't." Aizawa rolled his eyes sarcastically, holding his phone.

"Er- right- Do you have any pictures of your cat? I know you said you had a cat named Miso earlier." 

"Yeah, right here.."

"Cool!"

Aizawa opened his gallery.. which happened to be 99% cat photos. Of Miso. Because, why wouldn't he. "Here.." He handed Yamada his phone.

Yamada scrolled through happily, laughing at the silly pictures of his soulmate's cats, the ones of Miso sleeping, or standing, or plain existing. "My god Sho', that's a lot of cat pictures.."

"I love my cats. What can I say?" Aizawa shrugged. "Give me back my phone, the lines moving."

"Wait, just one second-" Yamada was seen to be typing something.

"Yamad- er-, Hizashi, what are you typing?" Aizawa asked, curiously.

Yamada handed back Aizawa's phone, "I put in my phone number!" Yamada smiled.

Aizawa looked back at his phone, and yes, Yamada had in fact put his number in. And labeled himself 'Hizashi💛'. Of course he did. "Of course you label yourself that..." Aizawa kept fidgeting with his necklace.

"Oh, finally, the line is moving!"

Finally, at the table. Aizawa sit next to Yamada, and Yamada was talking to some friends, also eating. Aizawa stay quiet, the only person he even knew was Nemuri.

"Zashi, who's that?" Some kid asked. Who looked like a block of.. cement. 

"This is my soulmate, Aizawa!" Yamada replied, a smile on his face. Aizawa stayed quiet. "Sho', this is Ken Ishiyama."

"..Hi." Aizawa muttered, taking a bite of his food.

"What's your quirk, Aizawa?" Ishiyama asked. It dawned upon Yamada. He still doesn't know Aizawa's quirk. And Aizawa doesn't know his...

"...Erasure.." Aizawa replied. Ishiyama looked at him puzzledly.

"What's Erasure?" Ishiyama asked. 

"Yeah, what's Erasure, Sho'?"

"If I activate it, and look at someone without blinking, I can temporarily nullify a person's quirk..." Aizawa replied.

"I should've asked sooner... My quirk is Voice. I just become super loud... I'm not good at controlling it, hahah..." Yamada was self-conscious of his quirk. He had a nervous smile on, laughing, trying to hide it.

Aizawa saw that crack immediately. "You okay, Hizashi?" He asked, slightly concerned.

Shit. Normally, his friends don't notice the cracks in his personality when he talked about his quirk. "Yeah, I'm fine!" He smiled.

"Anyway, my quirk lets me manipulate any cement surface.. It's pretty useful in the city." Cementoss decided to change the subject, noticing Yamada's slight discomfort.

"Oh, cool." Aizawa replied. He looked at his soulmate concerningly, who was fidgeting with half-star necklace. 

"Oh, mine's Somanbulist! I just make a scent to makes people sleep. It's useful, except when people have a mask on." Nemuri chimed in.

Then the bell rang. The group got up, throwing their trays and food away.

Aizawa walk alongside Yamada, heading to class together. 

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In class, Aizawa sat next to Yamada. Damn, he couldn't keep himself away from this loud blonde. Although, he was still concerned about earlier. "Hey, Zashi?"

"Uh-" Yamada snapped out of his thoughts. "Y-yeah? What's up?" 

"Why were you so nervous at lunch? When you started talking about your hard-to-control quirk?" 

"Oh- nothing!" Yamada laughed nervously, rubbing the back of his neck. Aizawa gave him that 'Don't bullshit me'. Yamada cracked under pressure. "I'm just a little self-conscious about my quirk... Nothing to worry about!" He smiled.

"Bullshit. What's wrong?" Aizawa asked. He needed to know. Aizawa was for once in hos life concerned about someone.

"..I'm just insecure- some students dislike me because when I use my quirk it's hard to control.. I have made people's ears bleed.." Yamada replied.

"Why's it hard to control, Zashi?" Aizawa asked, seemingly intrested and worried.

"..Just a bit of an issue, haha.." Hizashi replied, trying to change the subject. "So, what are you doing after school?"

Aizawa let it slide. He'd ask later. "Not much. Just gonna study, why?"

"Maybe we could study together!" Hizashi suggested, smiling. 

"Sure.." Aizawa smiled softly.

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Aizawa opened the door to his house, calling out, "MOM! I'm home! And I brought Hizashi!"

Mrs. Aizawa walked over. You could see some of her features in Aizawa. "Is this that boy you said was your soulmate?" She asked, glancing at Hizashi's necklace.

"Yeah! I am!" Yamada replied, smiling. He fidgeted with the soulmate necklace. 

"That's nice. He's as animated as you said, Shouta. Are you staying for dinner, Hizashi?" Mrs. Aizawa smiled.

"If you want me to!" Yamada replied, still fidgeting.

"Of course, sweetie. Dinner will be done in a few hours. Be nice Shouta- take him up to your room."

"Thanks mom." Aizawa took Yamada up to his room, sitting on the bed.

Yamada sat down next to him. "So, what do you wanna study?" He smiled. "By the way, your room looks nice." Yamada added.

Fuck, why did his smile have to be so cute?! "Uhh..." A faint blush appeared on Aizawa's face. "M-math, maybe?" 

Hizashi fought a smirk upon seeing his soulmates blush. "Sure! What part?"

A few hours later. Somehow, it was already 10PM. Aizawa looked at his phone. "JESUS-"

"Huh?! What?! What's wrong, Sho'?!"

"It's 10PM!"

Yamada calmed down a bit. "So?"

"Aren't your parents worried?!"

"No. They don't really care about me to much, haha."

"..They don't?"

"No."

"Zashi- are you okay?"

"I'm fine."

Aizawa pulled Yamada into a hug. "Are you sure..?"

"Yeah." Yamada returned the hug.

"You should still go home.." There was concern etched upon Aizawa's face now, a small frown on his lips.

"Can't I just stay over? We could cuddle." Yamada suggested, a teasing grin on his face. He pulled back.

Aizawa did have to admit, the offer was tempting.. "Let me ask my mo-"

"No need, sweetheart! You can stay as long as you want, Hizashi." Mrs. Aizawa opened the door, a smile on her face.

"Oh. Okay then. Nevermind, Zashi..." Aizawa sat back down on the bed. Mrs. Aizawa shut the door, leaving. Yamada sat next to him, already laying down on his side.

Aizawa fall back, turning over and scooting close to Yamada. He rested his head on Yamada's chest, arms encircling him.

Yamada smiled, his arms wrapping around Aizawa. "Who knew you were such a cuddle bug." He teased. Aizawa had seemingly already fallen asleep. Yamada took of his orange shades, placing them on the nightstand. He let his eyes flutter shut, falling asleep.

They lay there, sleeping for hours.

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Yamada's eyes fluttered open. He yawned. Aizawa still lay asleep on his chest, cuddling. Yamada glanced at the time, seeing it was 6:30AM. They had to get up soon. Yamada decided to wait a bit before waking Aizawa up, his hand idly rubbing up and down Aizawa's side. Yamada smiled, love in his eyes. He used his freehand to brush a piece of Aizawa's hair behind his ear.

A bit later, it was 6:50AM. Yamada would have to wake Aizawa up now. "Sho'.." Yamada shook Aizawa a bit, chucking at his tired anger and pleads for 5 more minutes. "Shouta.. Come on, we gotta get up."

"Mmmm... 5 more minutes..." Aizawa replied, tiredly, his eyes opening slightly. 

"Shouta."

"Noo..." Aizawa mumbled when Yamada let go of him and got up. "Zashi..."

"We gotta get up, Sho'. Trust me, cuddling more sounds tempting. Your cute like this, you know.. Get up." 

"Mmmmnngghhhh..." Aizawa reluctantly sat up, rubbing his eyes.

"Thank you." Yamada smiled. "So much for starting off as friends, huh? We've known each other for almost a month, and were already cuddling." His smile turned teasing.

"Shut up." Aizawa replied, more aware of his surroundings. Instinctively, he reached for his necklace. It was not there. "Huh? Where's my necklace?" Aizawa pulled the necklace out of his shirt, sighing with relief.

"Aw, so worried about your half, huh? Cute~" Yamada teased, a devious smirk on his face. He picked his shades up, putting them on. "Anyway," Yamada's smirk shifted to a smalll smile. "Do you have a hairbrush? My hair looks whack.." 

"Yeah, here." Aizawa handed him a hairbrush, only now seeing Yamada's messy hair. He burst out laughing. "Oh my god- your hair!"

"SHUT UP." Yamada hid his now very red face, brushing and fixing his hair.

"Make me."

"Maybe I will!"

"Then do it." Aizawa finally had his turn to be teasing, a smirk on his face as Yamada sat the brush down.

Yamada's face turned more red, if that was even possible. "I-"

Aizawa pulled Yamada close by the collar, their lips almost touching. "Your cute all red like this."

Yamada almost DIED of shock, and flusteredness. Aizawa moved closer, pressing their lips together in a soft, but sensual kiss. "So much for friends, right Zash~?" Aizawa teased, pulling back. 

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Yamada was extremely flustered, his face flushed red. "Your so adorable, all flustered like this huh~?" Aizawa smiled. He pulled Yamada closer, his smile turning to a smirk. Yamada, if it was even POSSIBLE was now probably the shade of a cherry. Aizawa pressed their lips together once more, and Yamada leaned into it this time.

When Aizawa pulled back, Yamada's face had cooled down. "I- Shouta- what- I-" Yamada tried to say something, but his brain seemed to broken to speak correctly. Aizawa laughed, standing up.

"Your very adorable like this." Aizawa teased. "Now come on, Zashi~ We're gonna be late..." Yamada's brain was seemingly broken.

"I- Yeah- Uh- S-sure-" Yamada stuttered out. 

Yamada and Aizawa walk down the stairs, greeting Mrs. Aizawa. "Hey you two!" She smiled. "Can you guys eat breakfast at school today? I'm in bit of a rush."

"Of course." Aizawa replied, grabbing 2 apples, tossing one to Yamada. Mrs. Aizawa's expression turned puzzled.

"Hizashi, why are you so red..?" She asked.

"I kissed him, that's why." Aizawa answered for Yamada. Yamada remain bright red.

"I thought you guys were starting as friends?"

"We did. Just not for very long." Aizawa smiled, taking a bite out of the apple.

"Makes sense- now run along. Don't be afraid to bring Hizashi back over, you don't even have to ask! But you better not even think about-"

"MOM. I'M 16!!"

"Yeah, and I'm 32! Now get to school."

"YOUR- WHAT?!" 

"Get. To. School." 

"Okay- okay-"

Yamada and Aizawa head over to school, Aizawa sitting down, and Yamada stood by idly. The pair throw away their apple cores. "Still flustered, Zashi?"

"No.."

"Let me fix that-" Aizawa grabbed Yamada's tie, pulling him close into a kiss.

Yamada's face flushed red, but he leaned into it, his arms encircling Aizawa's waist, pulling him up out of his seat, hands sliding down to grip Aizawa's hips. Aizawa's hand let go of Yamada's tie, resting on his chest, and he took his other hand, sliding up to also rest on his chest. 

"Mmf~" Aizawa let out a soft moan, his mouth parting to allow Yamada's tongue.

"BOYS." 

Aizawa's head snapped up away from Yamada's lips, Yamada doing the same. Aizawa's face flushed red, and he immeditally stepped back from Yamada upon seeing Mr. Toft.