Woe, death be upon ye

Chapter 13

Warnings: None, Swf. Pretty Long, but all my chapters are long so nothing new with that. Contains use of flashbacks.

Aizawa x OC (Mai Montoya, Pro Hero Zion)

Chapter Synopsis: Counselor Mai Montoya focuses on preparing the students for their work study in this chapter. It also mentions a little more about her past in work study and mentions more about her relationship with her mom. Maybe some slight romantic moments with Aizawa…

If you want to read of the events before this chapter here is the Master List

“Now, I don’t know why you insist on healing you faster when I told you that you have two weeks left with a normal check-up.” Recovery Girl stood up on the bed as she was checking Aizawa’s injuries.

“I just want to be over with it. Plus, I’m tired of having Mai over.” Ouch.Recovery Girl didn’t look amused, so she smacked Aizawa in the shoulder, making him wince, “What the hell?”

“Don’t be rude to my Mai. She didn’t have to take care of you for this long.” She then kissed him on the head, activating her healing quirk. “I’ll heal the injuries on your face and make it so you can use your arms, but you have to promise me to keep them bandaged up. As for the rest of your injuries, your legs seem to be okay enough that you don’t need my quirk. The same for your abdominal area.” Recovery Girl then reached over for my hand for assistance when she wanted to get off the hospital bed. “You can’t push yourself too much, Aizawa. Mai, sweetheart, can you help me with wrapping Aizawa up? The gauze is on the counter over there. I have to go check on a student.”

The little old lady scurried off with her cane to check on a student that came in with symptoms of a cold. I stood up from the seat next to the bed to grab the gauze she pointed out to me. To be fair, I only think Aizawa was rushing to heal, so that way, his students didn’t have to worry about him anymore. Either that or he just wanted to avoid the fact that he almost died, and his injuries are a reminder of that. I don’t blame him; I would’ve been the same way. I went closer to Aizawa and motioned him to move his arms up. He stayed quiet as I moved to wrap the gauze around him. I tried to avoid caressing the bruises and scars littering his porcelain skin. That was all nothing compared to any mental pain he’s endured. Every muscle, every scar, all came from hard work to improve himself as a hero. And that motivation came from losing the one person that embodied what it meant to be a hero. I remember Aizawa back when he was an insecure lanky string bean. A person who never thought he was good enough to be a hero because of his quirk.

Seeing that boy turn into this man before me struck me both with pride and worry. Aizawa clearly proved himself wrong and became a great, even selfless, hero. But he still held the burden that all of us did when Oboro died. So, it’s not like he or any of us could really be happy with ourselves. I mean, he literally told Recovery Girl to heal him faster so he can go back to work properly instead of being held back by his injuries. Once I was done wrapping his abdomen, I told him to put his arms back down as I went to look at his head and face.

His grey tired eyes searched my face while I examined his head. It looked like Recovery Girl did what she said and healed whatever was left of his injuries in that area. I held his face in both of my hands while I observed it. Nothing out of the ordinary, he practically looked the same as he did before aside from this scar under his right eye. He was still as effortlessly pretty as always. Not even the scar could change that. We made eye contact, but no words were exchanged. I felt that same gravitational pull tugging at the two of us. It was specifically pulling at my heart because it was aching to have him hold it. But I ignored the pull. I moved my hand to move his hair out of his face pretending to check his forehead. “Well, it looks like the old lady did a good job with your head injuries; you’re practically good as new.”

I felt hands resting above my hips as the rumble sang through, “Practically?”

I went to caress the scar under his eye with my thumb, “Yeah, she left a scar. But I’m sure it’s not a big deal to you. I’ll just replace the gauzing on your arms, and you could go to the classroom.”

I leaned over to grab more gauze and the scissors when Aizawa tightened his grip, “Make sure the students won’t be able to see the gauze. I don’t want them to know I’m not fully healed.” I paused my movement and looked back at him. “I don’t want them to worry. Or be reminded of the attack. So don’t give me that face.”

“Don’t want them to be reminded of the attack. Are you sure it’s just them?” I muttered.

“Mai.”

“Aizawa.”

“Call me, Shota.” I sighed and started wrapping his left arm, avoiding eye contact. “You used to call me by Shota. What happened?”

“I’m trying to be formal. Not familiar. And I am a counselor, so I know when someone has unresolved issues. You could always just ask me for a therapy session.”

“Okay. Well, I hate that you don’t call me Shota.” I gave him an irritated look. “You wanted me to talk. I’m talking. You let me call you, Mai.”

“Because I’m American, I’m used to it.” I stopped wrapping the gauze around once I got to his wrist. Hopefully, it wouldn’t show as he wanted. “Plus, we haven’t been close to each other enough for me to call you by Shota anymore. I only called you Shota because you never told me not to, especially when I needed to be comforted by a friend. But that’s not our relationship currently, so I call you by Aizawa or Eraserhead.” I felt the hands that were previously on my hips fall slowly, hesitantly, as if they didn’t want to let go. I didn’t want them to let go. “If you want me to call you Shota, I could start. I just won’t during work hours.”

“It’s not that. It’s just that… I notice you stop yourself from calling me by my name, so I just wanted you to know it was okay if you do.” Aizawa averted his eyes from mine with slight embarrassment tinting his cheeks. I went to hold his hand and gave him a small smile.

“Thanks for letting me know that it’s okay.” He gave me a small genuine smile back. One of those rare Shota Aizawa smiles that didn’t resemble the Joker’s. And as always, those rare smiles made me feel nothing but warmth. Aizawa then handed me his other arm to wrap up.

“Alright, how are my two favorite students doing?” Recovery Girl came trotting in. “Aizawa treated you nicely, right?” She gave me a wink while poking Aizawa’s knee.

We both nodded in response.

“Alright, good. Aizawa, please, as I said, take it easy. And please, Mai, make sure he does. Do whatever spell you have that gets him not to be his workaholic zombie self because the boy needs it.” Recovery Girl then went to grab a bottle of over the counter pain medication. “When I’m done with you today, you should only be needing the over the counter stuff and not the prescribed medication you were given.” She then looked over to me after handing him the medicine, “You can leave now, sweetie. I’ll take care of him from here on out.” I simply nodded and kneeled to give her a quick kiss on the cheek while ruffling Aizawa’s hair on my way out.

On my way out, I ran into All Might as he headed towards the teacher’s lounge. “Oh, Mai, I’m glad to run into you. I needed to talk to you about something.”

I tried to slow down my steps for him to catch up, which didn’t take him too long to do, “What did you need?”

“It’s about the work-study the first years are doing. I was thinking maybe training Young Midoriya, but I wanted your advice on it since it might look like I’m being…”

“Biased? Playing favorites? Yeah, I wouldn’t suggest having him work under you.” I bluntly spoke as I looked over to the tall, muscular form of my former mentor.

“I trained you. And you turned out to be a great pro.” He defended.

“It was still a biased situation. You had me intern under you after my incident with the yakuza and my grandfather. Where you saved me.”

The man pouted, “I guess you’re right. Maybe he can train under you?”

“I’m not on active duty, so I can’t take him as a work-study student.” I thought for a moment about Midoriya’s training. He needed someone who understood how his quirk worked and will build his strength and work with his limitations. Someone who had experience in teaching. If he’s truly to be All Might’s successor, he needed someone who could handle teaching him. I was most definitely not that person. Especially right now, I can’t let any of my students follow down that path with my suspension. Then one person came into mind that I thought was perfect. “What about Gran Torino? Do you know if he has his teaching license still? I talk to him from time to time, but I never ask.”

The symbol of peace’s face turned pale as his sunken eyes nearly popped out of his eye sockets. I couldn’t help but look at him with a confused expression. “No. We are not calling Gran Torino to teach Midoriya.”

“Oh, come on. He’s not that bad. He was nothing but a sweet teacher to me. Have you not told him about Izuku Midoriya yet?” I brushed off his concerns. Clearly, he was overreacting.

“He was sweet to you but not to me! I highly doubt he would treat Midoriya the same way he treats you.” The man visibly shivered at the thought of his old teacher training Midoriya.

“I’m sure Izuku Midoriya will handle whatever the old man throws at him. I’ll send him a message asking if he’s interested in teaching him.” The symbol of peace choked up and coughed up a little. I had to go and make sure that he was okay while we were walking, “Honestly, I wished Recovery Girl, and I could’ve found a way to heal your injuries better so that way you wouldn’t be slowly dying.”

My old mentor chuckled and wiped his mouth with a handkerchief. “With my recklessness, I highly doubt any more healing would’ve done anything.” He patted my head, “It’s not your responsibility to take care of me. You need to remember that.” He said that, but I remember that day. It’s hard to forget. It took everything in me to forget about it. It was my fault that he was injured so badly.

“You know that’s not true. You’re like a father to me! I take up the responsibility because you mean so much to me.” I gave him a stern worrisome face while he sucked in a breath. Beads of sweat glistening from his forehead. Poor guy only masks being strong. I grabbed the tissue pack I kept in my bag, levitated myself to reach up to his height, and gently wiped his face. “You, Nezu, Gran Torino, even Nighteye, were all I had to raise me when I couldn’t be with my mom. Taking care of all of you is the least I can do to repay you for all you did for me. I love you all.” Toshinori just let out a large sigh and let the worry in his face fall to a relaxed one.

“Sometimes, it feels like I failed you as a mentor, so hearing you think of me as a father figure really impacts me. I might be the symbol of peace, but hearing what you think of me is my greatest achievement and honor, Mai.” I couldn’t help but smile brightly at him and gave him a small nod in reassurance.

“I’ll definitely tell Gran Torino to train him the way he did me; otherwise, he could forget me sending him his favorite homemade desserts from me, so you don’t have to worry about Midoriya.” I gave the man a quick pat on the head before levitating back to the ground.

“What will you be doing while the students are in work-study?”

“I’ll still be on-call to all my students. But with Aizawa not needing me anymore, I’ll probably be going back to my apartment and finally finish unpacking.” I scratched the back of my head sheepishly while Toshinori gave me a fake look of sternness. “I might also finally get back to my mom, she’s been emailing me since the incident, but I’ve avoided responding.”

“Why have you been avoiding talking to her?”

“Oh, the usual, don’t want to hear how she expected differently from me with how I was brought up. Especially since all the emails involve her wanting me to move to I-Island with her and Uncle Dave.” I shrugged while I noticed Toshinori grew rigged.

“I’m sure she’s just worried and wants what is best for you. It’s probably difficult to hear that your only child has been through so much hardship and not having any control over it.” He grew defensive but still tried to be kind to me. “You’re not the only one that had to endure trauma involving your grandparents. Your mother dealt with it longer.”

I squinted my eyes in suspicion at him, “How would you know if my mom dealt with abuse from my grandparents. The only thing you knew about them was how obsessed they were with getting rid of quirks. I’ve never mentioned anything about my mom’s relationship with them.”

His sunken eyes widened slightly, “Uhh, I just assumed. It’s hard to believe loving parents could make a switch as they did. But you’re right. I don’t know anything about your mother…” He bit his lip. Something told me that he knew more about her than he led on, but I didn’t have the time to interrogate him about it. “Anyhoo, I am glad to hear that Aizawa is feeling better. How are you two doing?”

I accidentally let out a small groan.

“That bad…”

“No. It’s not, I swear. I just get annoyed that that’s all anyone asks me about when they bring him up. Recently, it didn’t bother me too much because it was understandable. After all, he’s injured, and I’m taking care of him. But when it comes to work, everyone asks how our dynamic is because of our past.” I turned to him, “It’s like everyone assumes that we can’t be efficiently working together because we have a past.”

“Well, he was your first real friend, and when you left, you didn’t speak for about a decade. I can see why it’s a little concerning.”

“But we’re fine. We pushed it aside and just… ”

“Act like it didn’t happen until it gets awkward.”

“No…. maybe… I hate you sometimes. You know that?” Toshinori just laughed at me and pointed out that I still made my pouty disgruntled face that made me resemble a child. “All I ask is to bring up other things. I have other things going on. My life doesn’t revolve around Aizawa!”

“Okay, okay, I get that. I’ll make sure never to bring up you and Aizawa. But you do need to remember that half of the staff you hang around all were around you and him during your youth. So, it’s natural for them to be curious.”

“Stop being so wise. It’s weird. I’m used to quirk himbo you.” Toshinori just laughed at me again while I just huffed.

After both of the hero courses had their lessons and learned about their work studies, they all were left the rest of the day to review their offers and decide which pro to work under. Each of the students blew up my phone with messages and emails about wanting my help with their decisions. It was annoying the whole teacher lounge as my phone continued buzzing. I gave up and opened my phone and saw that my students were all waiting in their homeroom and the same with Class 1-B. I’ll make sure to spend at least an hour with both of the classes and make time later while I take my stuff back to my apartment to handle any more questions they have. I got up from my desk and decided to make my way to Class 1-A, not bothering to take any stuff with me. I wanted to make this more casual talk with the students rather than me counseling them.

I scrolled through the messages as I walked over:

Mina: MS. MONTOYA SOS (btw Denki also needs help)

Bakugo: I know I normally don’t message you, but I want your opinion on Best Jeanist.

Todoroki: Ms. Montoya… Should I work under my father or another pro?

Momo: Hello, Ms. Montoya. I have a list of high ranking female pros that I would like to review with you.

Iida: Hello, Mai. I don’t really need help deciding who I want to work under, but I would like to talk to you about my decision to work under Manual in Hosu.

Midoriya:Hi, Ms. Montoya! I have some questions about finding work-study opportunities since I didn’t have any offers.

Iida… Hosu… Why do I have a bad feeling about this? I walked in to see all my kids in the midst of having mental breakdowns. Like the first day I met them, they didn’t automatically notice me right away, so it gave me the advantage to sneak around them to the podium. They were really loud, so I had no other choice but to raise my voice… with Mic’s voice quirk.

“HELLO, CLASS!” Of course, I turned it down a bit to avoid blowing their eardrums up.

Nothing but a sea of eyes blinked at me. And then a roar of relief, cheers, and sighs erupted in the class. “Oh my god, Ms. Montoya, thank god you’re here! We need your help!”

I simply chuckled at their cuteness. “Okay, okay, calm down. All of you take a deep breath and put your shoulders back.” I demonstrated, and they all sat and followed my actions. “Now, exhale slowly and relax your shoulders.” I opened my eyes to see my kids all calmed down now. “Okay, so how are we going to do this?”

Mina raised her hand, “Can you just tell us about your experience with work-study? I feel like hearing someone talk about what they did might help us a lot. Plus, we love hearing you talk about your life.” She smiled brightly as her horns slightly wiggled… Her horns wiggle… adorable!

Wait, my experience with work-study… shit… that’s not really the nicest story… I’m sure I can just mention the nicer sides of it. I gulped slightly before beginning to speak. “Alright, well, I transferred to UA late, so I didn’t have any offers for work-study. But luckily, I made friends who recommended me to the pro they were working with, and they took me in.”

“So, do you all understand the protocol, my little chickadees?” Aizawa, Oboro, and I were all standing in front of the Pro Hero His Purple Highness and Midnight as he explained how he ran his agency. To say this is the oddest thing to happen to me since my move to Japan is more an understatement. I still had the first day I met Oboro undressing in front of the whole class to beat that. “You think you’ll be fine to catch up with us right, Montoya?”

I was a little nervous. It was all of our first work-study, so it wasn’t something I was behind on experience-wise. But it was my first time outside of the school, outside of my dorm, and I had to use my quirk. Use it to help people, so it was a little unnerving. I didn’t know if I was ready for it, but I had to rush myself to be whether I wanted to or not. I simply nodded in response.

“Good, I’m very excited to have another girl on my team to be paired with Midnight.” His Purple Highness gave me a warm smirk, “Nemuri has mentioned that you have a lot of potential, and I hope your time here shows it.”

Oboro gave me a small nudge and gave me a wink, “Look, you’re already the favorite.”

Aizawa simply gave me a small smile that didn’t go unnoticed by His Purple Highness, “Oi, Aizawa. You see that smile you have right there. You must give that smile to every civilian you meet, so they know they will be okay.” He then turned to me, “You too, Montoya. It is important to smile. Be friendly. You’re all too cute not to be smiling.” That comment made all three of us blush. Aizawa was practically a nervous peach. His smile faltered, and he looked mortified that the pro called him out. I couldn’t help but reach my hand out to him and hold his left hand lightly, giving him a tiny smile, which he returned.

I continued to tell the students about my first day of work-study at the Purple Revolution Agency. The more I talked, the more they relaxed, and their excitement bloomed. I didn’t go into full detail about all the other days of the work-study. I felt that the first day was the most important story to talk about. “And so, for me, it wasn’t my choice to work at the Purple Revolution. But my experience there did help me grow as a hero and as a person. I didn’t have a lot of experience with other people and my quirk, but I luckily got stuck with a good mentor to help me build a foundation. Heck, I never even smiled before working there. It really helped me a lot. So, I would make sure no matter who you work under, you take into consideration their teachings and thinking. You are meant to learn, after all. Also, make friends with whoever else is working at the agency with you. Think of it as an extended family.”

“So you really did know Aizawa since you were kids. No wonder you guys work so well together!” Asuyu pointed out.

“It’s hard to believe Aizawa showing any type of emotions…” Kaminari muttered.

“I think it’s cute how close you guys were! It’s almost like you guys had a crush on each other!” Mina said excitedly. Her eyes were practically heart-shaped.

“Did you guys listen to the point of my story?”

They all nodded, and Mina spoke out again, “Yes, but the way you talked about your friendship with Aizawa was also so interesting. So, am I right that you and Mr. Aizawa used to like each other? I’m assuming from your blushing that I am.” She smiled proudly. “‘Cause if so… Now I want to know more about what happened between you two?”

The rest of the class all looked intently at me, waiting for me to respond. I collected myself internally to avoid showing any embarrassment. “Nothing happened because we didn’t like each other.”

“Aw, why’d you have to break my heart, Ms. Montoya…” Mina pouted.

“I feel like she’s lying. I’ve noticed that she and Mr. Aizawa linger around each other, whether through looking at each other when the other isn’t noticing or simply by the way he always has her favorite coffee and breakfast ready for her when she comes to class. Or how she always makes sure to keep an extra bottle of eye drops for him.” Everyone, including myself, all stared at Aoyama. The class switched their gaze between him and me.

I was heated in embarrassment. Damn, kids do notice things you don’t. I went to look at the clock and then my phone. “Oh, look at the time. I need to get to talking to Class 1-B about their work-study as well. So I have to go. You guys can ask me more questions later. Love you all, good luck!” I practically ran out of the classroom… Despite the door being closed, I could still make out what they were talking about after I left.

“Aoyama is right. I mean, Ms. Montoya even took up the responsibility of taking care of him while he recovered. You can’t tell me that they’re just friends by that alone.” Asuyu mentioned.

“They would be so cute if they got together. It’s like the whole opposites attract thing.” Mina gushed.

“It’s kind of like, a love story where they could’ve been together when they were younger, but it never happened, but now that they’re older and more mature, they can finally be together. Ugh, those are my favorite kind!” Momo admitted. Gah, I hate kids…

“Maybe we shouldn’t be romanticizing our teacher and our counselor’s friendship. Friends can do all of that too.” Kirishima butted in. I always knew you were my favorite, Kirishima. Thank you.

I decided to compose myself and make my way over to Class 1-B. I already made them wait long enough. First, my friends, now my students are going to tease me about my old crush on Aizawa. Love that.

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Sweet Nothing (MHA Staff AU Fanfiction)

Chapter 20 

Warnings: Mostly sfw, slight nsfw (Mentions sexual assault and mental health), Slight Angst. 

Pairing: Shouta Aizawa x OC (Mai Montoya, Pro Hero Zion)

If you want to read of the events before this chapter here is the Master List

As I looked through the exam replays while making notes about how Aizawa should tackle their training during the camp, a small cup of coffee was placed to my left, with red painted nails over the lid. I look over my shoulder to meet with a ruby red grin.

“I figured since it’s a little chilly in here, I would get you something different from your usual. Mic and Aizawa mentioned you liked hot white chocolate mochas with vanilla sweet foam and cocoa powder. Said it tasted like tiramisu cake to you.” She gave a small shrug while I reached over for the drink.

“Why the treat giving all of a sudden?” I took a sip, and my lips were immediately met with the toasted coffee-flavored sweetness. I hummed a little in delight.

“You haven’t gotten up from your desk nor stopped looking at your screen for a good two hours. I figured you needed a small something to break you away.”

“Oh… thanks. I just wanted to review everything from the exams and make sure I got all of this to Aizawa before he takes the kids to the camp.”

“You’re not going?”

“Vlad and Aizawa mentioned it was best that the least amount of people knew the location of the training camp to make sure students were safe. To be fair, I would like a little break. Sometime in the week, I am expecting a video conference about my license status this upcoming Monday. I got an email about it earlier.”

“Well, that’s good to hear. It’s been months. They should’ve been giving you an update sooner.” Kayama sneered in disapproval.

“Yeah… so I kind of need a break from the students for at least a day.” I looked over to Kayama, who looked a little worried. “I promise I won’t be worrying too much about it. Or overwork myself trying to get this stuff done.”

“That’s not what I am worried about. Isn’t Gemini supposed to be in the meeting since he’s in charge of the agency you were working with?” She bit her cheek nervously, bringing up Gemini.

I sighed, “I’m trying not to think about it right now. I just want to think about the fact that I am one meeting closer to having my suspension lifted.”

“I just don’t want him to humiliate you or do something that will prevent your suspension from ending, that’s all. He was already harassing you despite it being against the court’s ruling.” She rubbed my back comfortingly.

“And I changed my number to get it to stop, so it’s fine. I can handle it.” I gave her a smile.

“Oh, okay, but just know if anything happens, I’m always here for you. You can always just stay here and continue working in Japan.” She rubbed my shoulder and made her way out of the office. “I’ll be with Snipe. If you need anything, text me.” She winked and sauntered off.

I continued typing out my worksheet for a little longer until my eyes grew tired and strained. I switched from my earbuds to Mic’s headphones so I wouldn’t get any interruptions. Clearly, someone didn’t get the memo when I felt a tap on my shoulder. I swiveled around in my chair to see Aizawa and Vlad hovering over me. I took Mic’s headphones off slowly as I looked at them in confusion, “Yes?”

“We decided that it would be a good idea to have you help us train the students in the training camp,” Aizawa spoke up with his files in hand and a bored expression.

“That is if you want to come,” Vlad added with an apologetic smile.

I blinked and looked between the two. “You decided without talking to me?”

“We’re talking right now.” Aizawa pointed.

I pushed my glasses up my nose and sighed, “I meant that you should’ve given me a heads up. First, I was sitting for hours making a whole report about tackling the students’ training. If it was in question for me to come, I wouldn’t have been wasting my time. Plus, you both need to know whether I am free enough to even go in the first place.”

Vlad rubbed the back of his neck, “That’s what I was telling Eraser when he brought it up.”

“Your schedule is free all throughout the summer break. What could you be possibly-”

“I have a meeting about my suspension Monday morning.” I interrupted Aizawa. Annoyance laced in my voice. “Don’t assume I have nothing to do.”

Aizawa closed his mouth and tensed up his jaw. He always did that when he knew he messed up and looked like an ass.

I shut my eyes, “Where is the location? And does it have wifi?” I can always just work around my meeting.

Aizawa gave me a folder with the name of the location and the owners of the location. I looked at him, “The Wild Wild Pussycats?”

“They’re friends of mine.” Aizawa defended.

“I swear to God, Aizawa if they’re furries…”

“They’re not furries!”

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They were low-key furries…

As the students were forced to get to the Wild Wild Pussycats headquarters on their own, much to my dismay, I was attempting to use Aizawa’s hotspot to connect to my meeting. Aizawa and his friend Mandalay and her teammates were silently and awkwardly watching me stress out refreshing my laptop.

“Please work, please work, please work,” I mumbled mainly to myself.

“Is she usually like this?” I heard Mandalay said to Aizawa.

“Eh… depends on the situation. With hero work, she’s pretty calm and collective.” Aizawa responded.

“I would be nervous too if I was about to miss a meeting about my license.” Ragdoll chimed in.

Ding “You are now in the chat!”

“Yes! Oh, thank God!” I squealed in relief.

“Ms. Montoya? Is everything alright?” An old masculine voice came out of my laptop.

“Oh, yes, sorry. I was having connection problems… How are you today, Mr. Malcolm?” I smiled brightly even though I was ready to implode.

“Yes, I am doing well, thank you. Um, where are you currently?” The man’s bushy grey eyebrows furrowed together.

“Hehehe, I am on a bus on my way to a training camp for my hero course students. I couldn’t get out of coming since I was their counselor. I hope you don’t mind this.” I scratched the back of my neck.

“No, it’s alright, just happy to see you were able to work this meeting in with your schedule. I hope you are enjoying your time in Japan. The rest will be joining us in a moment. If you don’t mind, can you wear any earbuds or headphones? That way, the meeting stays confidential.”

I nodded, “Of course, sir. Just give me a second while I find…” I shuffled around to my purse to look for my Bluetooth earbuds but struggled to find them. The next thing I knew, they were in my face. I looked up to see Aizawa holding them out for me. “Thank you. Alright, I have them now.”

Shortly the rest of the people showed up at the meeting. The last person being Gemini. He looked extremely pleased to be in the meeting, which made me nervous. Which was probably the point. I stayed silent as they read over my file and my case. It had everything from when I enrolled in U.A. to my internships all the way to my job right now as a counselor. “So, from the updates, we have gotten from your boss Nezu and your coworker and pro hero Eraserhead, it seems that you have been following the guidelines of your suspension, which is good to hear. However, there seems to be this information about these phone calls that Gemini wanted to address.” Oh no… it was hard to hear what was said. My heart was thumping in my ears. “It seemed to be located through the Gemini Agency and U.A., meaning there was possible communication between you and someone at the agency. Which does violate the terms of the suspension.”

That’s why he kept calling…

“So, I am sorry, Ms. Montoya, as much as I would love to lift your suspension early. We would have to wait until the beginning of next year to review everything again and see if you can work in the U.S. again. However, we will allow you to continue your counseling job at Cal A if you decide that you don’t want to stay your whole suspension in Japan. I hope you have a good day.”

“Thank you. Have a good day.” I attempted to not look upset, but who knows if I was able to mask it or not. I clicked the leave button once everyone started to leave and closed my laptop. I saw Aizawa and the Wild Wild Pussycats waiting patiently from the corner of my eye to see what happened. I chewed my bottom lip to prevent myself from crying in front of people I barely knew. I felt like that was a sign for Aizawa to come up and sit next to me, gently grabbing my laptop out of my hands. He then wrapped an arm around my shoulders and softly moved my head to rest on his right shoulder. He then looked at the team of heroes and gave them a sad smile, and shook his head to motion them not to talk about the meeting or ask anything.

I felt him stroke my hair and rest his mouth just an inch away from my head to whisper, “You’ll be okay, Mai.”

The rest of the bus ride was short but quiet, so it felt agonizingly long. I felt bad that I let the mood shift so low. But we did end up there before the students were even halfway through the forest. Aizawa helped me with my suitcase while we walked off the bus into the building. “Huh. I expected an actual camp. But that’s because Eraser didn’t give me much description about your headquarters.”

“Oh yeah, that’s mainly because it’s his first time here. He’s only been to our old location a couple years back.” Mandalay explained. “I hope you don’t mind, but you’ll be rooming with me. The building might look big, but most of the rooms are meeting rooms, tech rooms, or just empty.”

“Oh, no, it’s fine. Don’t worry about it. I just appreciate that you made room for me to come.” I quickly waved my hands in front of me as she giggled at my reaction.

“She’s a cutie, Eraser. No wonder you used to like her!” Mandalay teased.

I just looked behind me at the man standing with my suitcase. “What is she talking about?”

Aizawa’s face was mixed with embarrassment and discontent, “Nothing, I’m putting our stuff inside, and then I’m taking a nap. The students won’t be here for another hour.”

“Awe, the poor grump is embarrassed.” Mandalay leaned against me, smirking, “We met around the time you were last in Japan a few years back. So he mentioned you and was annoyed by the fact that he wasn’t over you. I thought it was cute but stupid that he didn’t do anything about it.” Someone doesn’t mind keeping things to herself. “That’s actually the reason why we didn’t work out when we tried dating. I kind of felt that his heart wasn’t in it because he was still caught up in what could’ve been with you.” She gave me a genuine smile, “Don’t worry, my heart wasn’t in it either, so there aren’t any hard feelings. I’m just happy to finally meet the one that got away.”

My mouth was left hanging as my cheeks heated. I didn’t know how to respond to that. How would anyone respond to that?

She laughed again, “You are so cute. C’mon, let me show you around the place. Maybe this camp will be like a week-long slumber party with us girls?” This was going to be an interesting week for sure. Why did I agree to this?

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The poor students were exhausted and took about an extra hour longer than expected. I felt terrible, but Aizawa dropped this on me like he did them, so I couldn’t do anything but nag him about it. Luckily, their actual training wasn’t starting until tomorrow. I just continued to act as if everything was normal and try to push past the news I got early.

As the Pussycats were giving them a tour around the place, I was just unpacking my suitcase to get my training outfit ready for tomorrow. It wasn’t anything special, just some running pants and a sports bra. I was also getting my nightshirt and shorts ready for when I needed to change later for bed. The Pussycats also provided the students a meal since they felt bad for leaving them to work so hard to get to camp. I sat with Mandalay and her nephew, who was looking for an opportunity to sneak away from the room.

“Mai, can I ask you a huge favor?” Mandalay spoke up. I simply nodded in response, “Do you think you can maybe talk with Kota? I feel like he needs to see someone about what happened to him and his parents. But I don’t want to take him to a therapist yet since he’s so young.”

“Well, there are children psychologists, but I don’t mind helping you out. It’s better than doing nothing.” I gave her a reassuring smile when all of a sudden, my phone vibrated. I looked down and saw it was an unknown number with a video message. “Excuse me for a second, I have to check this. We could talk about a time to set up a meeting with Kota when I come back.”

I got up from the table and into the hallway as I opened the message.

Unknown Number

It was nice seeing you again, my lovely flower. I just wanted to give you a little momentum for our time together. I hope you enjoy it as much as I do. Maybe now you’ll remember to never test me. I own your career. With one simple video, you can kiss your hero career goodbye. You can always just apologize for defying me and stay being my little flower.

I regretted opening the video file. How can someone be so vile? I felt like I was going to throw up.

The video was of the night that would haunt me in my nightmares. The only view the camera had was of my face and body being violated. No one watching the video would never know who was the one filming or the one violating me. I was seventeen, drugged up, and influenced by Gemini’s mind control quirk. And it was all filmed. I couldn’t tear my eyes away from the horrifying sight. I was trying to not be upset all day, and he knew it. He somehow always knew what I was doing. It was like once he got in my head, he knew my every thought and move. My privacy, my autonomy, were not really mine after him. I quickly got out of the conversation and put my phone away. I’ll just pretend it didn’t happen and sleep it off.

To say I was jittering the rest of the night would be an understatement. I felt uncomfortable like bugs were crawling all over me. I would jump whenever the students or Aizawa would try and talk to me. I even shrunk away from Aizawa when he tried to grab my shoulder to get my attention. He looked a little offended but didn’t press me. It wasn’t until Mandalay mentioned something that I had to explain why I was so jumpy.

“I’m just thinking about my meeting, I was trying to ignore what happened, but it sneaked up on me.” I shrugged.

“I understand. Do you maybe want to use the hot spring after the students to relax and wash the bad news and stress away?” I gave her a nod and a tight lip smile. “Cool, I’ll get the robes and towels then so we can get started.” Mandalay was really nice. And really pretty, I could see why Aizawa liked her. Such a shame they didn’t last. They would’ve been perfect.

When she came back to the living room, Midoriya came running in with an unconscious Kota. “What happened?” We both went up to look at Kota. I moved out of my spot on the couch to have Midoriya set Kota down.

“Mineta was climbing up the wall to try and peep at the girls on the other side, and Kota stopped him but fell. I don’t know how he passed out, though. I caught him before he fell into the water.” Midoriya explained awkwardly, standing in a towel. I went to grab another towel to wet it so it could be placed on Kota’s forehead.

“Eraserhead mentioned that one of you boys was a little girl crazy. So I posted Kota up there to make sure the boy didn’t do anything. I could assume that it was the fall that made him pass out. Thank you.” Mandalay spoke while I handed her the wet towel, and she placed it on Kota. Midoriya shifted around a little, worried about the kid. He then asked about why Kota was so inanimate about pro heroes. Since Mandalay already told me about it, I suggested that I leave them alone to talk while I check on the rest of the students and lecture Mineta.

I waited until all the students were in their rooms to go talk to them. All went well on the girls and with the rest of the boys. However, with Mineta, let’s just say my lecture went in through one ear and out the other. So, I opted to go disrupt Aizawa to talk to Mineta. Unfortunately, he was not in his room. I ran into Tiger in the hallway as I was walking out of Aizawa’s room, “Hey, Tiger, have you seen Eraserhead? I need to talk to him about one of the students.”

“Last time I saw him, he was heading to the hot spring after the students went to their rooms.” The large man was in his normal civilian wear now, a t-shirt with a cat face on it and some Capri running pants. He was wearing some kitten slippers to walk inside the building with. It was different from his uniform but not far away from the cat theme. And Aizawa used to wonder why I didn’t hang around cat people back when we were kids.

“Thank you, Tiger. Have a goodnight, bub.” I grinned up at him as I rushed to the hot spring. He chided a goodnight as I passed by and went into his room.

Sure enough, the grumpy slug was relaxing in the hot spring like he had nothing to do. I removed my slippers to slip into some sandals laid out at the entrance to the hot spring and quietly made my way behind the man hovering over his peaceful frame in the water. He was laying back on the rocks displayed at the edge of the spring with his eyes closed and arms stretched out. His hair was damped and was pushed back out of his face. His breathing was steady, with his chest slowly rising and falling. I couldn’t help but stare a little as I crossed my arms and waited for him to notice me.

“Take a picture. It will last longer, pervert.” The man leaned his head back and opened his charcoal grey eyes that reflected the night sky above us.

I raised an eyebrow at him and started tapping my foot, not amused by his comment.

“What do you want, Mai?”

“Mineta tried to peek at the girls while they were using the hot spring, and he didn’t want to listen to me, so I need you to scare him.”

“Right now?” The man started to close his eyes and moved his head back to its original position.

“Yes.”

“I never get to relax. Can I do it in the morning? Maybe I can make him do extra training as punishment along with the lecturing?” He suggested. I stayed quiet because I didn’t feel like that was enough of a punishment. Maybe it was my own personal feelings kicking in, but I really wanted this kid to learn to not be such a perverted creep. I didn’t want him to be doing the same shit Gemini was to his future women colleagues. Aizawa leaned back again to look at me, “Is that not a good punishment?”

“Nope.”

“Then what do you suggest?”

“Castration.”

Aizawa’s eyes widened, and then he stood up from his spot and turned his whole body in my direction. Which he shouldn’t have done. The water cascading down his body was a little distracting. How did I not notice his muscles like this when I was bandaging him up? Since when did he have body hair? And why do I like it? God, Mai, this is not the time… “Should I be concerned that you want to castrate a student?” He had a happy trail… and toned wet abs…. Jesus Christ, I’m acting like Mineta. “Mai?”

I looked up to his eyes as he looked at me, waiting, “No, it was a joke. That’s all.” I turned my cheek to hide the blush creeping up my face.

He folded his arms, which made both his arms and chest bulge and not helping me pay attention to his face, “Is there something wrong?” He raised an eyebrow at me and had a subtle smirk plastered on his face. Great, he knows that I was unintentionally checking him out.

“Nope, nothing’s wrong, just a student harassing other students.”

“Right, nothing else?”

“Nope.”

“You know when you lie, your voice gets higher, and your eyes start widening while you get pouty and raise your eyebrows.” He gave me a knowing smirk. I hate this. I would prefer not to get teased right now.

“I do know that. That’s why I choose not to lie. Because I am a bad liar.” I honestly said. Not budging.

We stared at each other with folded arms in silence.

“Fine, you can talk to him in the morning. Only because it’s really late.” I gave in, letting out an exasperated sigh and unfolding my arms.

“Okay. I promise I’ll castrate him while I’m at it.” He chuckled, making me let out a breathy one of my own.

“Alright, well, I’m going to go to bed now and leave you alone. Goodnight.” I had an effortless and genuine smile on my face. Leave it for the grump to get me in a better mood without even trying.

“Mai, wait.” I turned back to see Aizawa lean forward on the edge of the hot spring, his head resting on his forearms. “Do you want to talk about what happened in the meeting? Or maybe what happened in the hospital? Whichever is easier to tackle first. I kind of want to get things between us situated.”

I sat down on the floor across from him, “What did you want to situate?”

“Well, you seemed to be getting serious with Vlad, and well, we can’t ignore how we keep having certain moments with each other. I don’t want to string myself along, and I don’t want to hurt Vlad. And I’m sure you feel that way too.”

“This is the first time I’m having you talk about your feelings.” I joked a little.

“I thought I was over my feelings for you from high school. But I don’t know what’s been happening. I don’t know if my feelings are genuine or just me indulging in old forgotten feelings because I never got closure. It’s irrational. And I don’t act irrationally.” He looked at me seriously, “I think we need some sort of boundaries.”

Part of me agreed with him. Part of me also wanted to tell him that Vlad and I weren’t that serious. We were just new. Part of me wanted to jump into the spring and kiss his wet plump lips. They were just begging me to kiss them. Part of me wanted to ask him what he wanted to tell me at the hospital. But I couldn’t bring myself to do it. Most of me wanted to crawl into a hole and be forgotten.

I am not someone that Vlad or Aizawa should be with. It wasn’t fair to either of them if they were with me. So I made it up in my mind that I shouldn’t be with either of them. Though, something in Aizawa’s midnight eyes was telling me to not agree with him. Like he was pleading for me to say something else. “Maybe we should. It’s just juvenile to let old feelings dictate what we do. You’re right. It’s irrational.” I avoided his eyes. They tempted me, to tell the truth, which was buried in the pit of my heart. As I played with my fingers, my lips slipped out a question, “What were you going to tell me at the hospital before Midoriya interrupted?”

Now it was his turn to avoid my eyes and bury his face in his arms. It took him a minute to speak up. “I was going to say that I really wanted you to… I really wanted you to know that I loved you when we were kids. That it was never just a childish crush. I was just stupid and thought it was foolish to do something about it.”

“Hmmm… well, I guess I should tell you that I loved you too, I was just too naive to know that I was. So I just assumed I was misplacing my feelings because I never knew what love felt like.” Sadly, it took me dealing with everything I did after leaving to realize it was the real thing. “But I guess we were too late,” I muttered mainly to myself, not really wanting him to hear it.

“I guess.”

“Vlad and I aren’t that serious. He doesn’t even feel comfortable enough for me to call him by his given name. And it’s been a little awkward since that. So, I don’t think we’re going to last. It’s probably better off that way. I shouldn’t really be with anyone.” I hugged myself while looking at my knees. “I like Mandalay. She told me about you guys. I think you guys would’ve been cute. You guys both like naps and cats.” I joked a little more to lighten the mood.

“She’s a furry.”

“I thought you said that the Wild Wild Pussycats weren’t furries?”

“Oh, so you’re defending them now?” A small teasing smirk broke out of his face.

“At most, she’s a catgirl. Which is right up your ally.” After a second of thinking, I started to burst into laughter. “Ally cat!”

Aizawa looked incredibly confused, “Huh?”

“Ally cat! You’re an alley cat because you’re an underground hero!” It made no sense why I thought it was funny. Honestly, I would be confused too if I was in Aizawa’s position. But for some reason, it was funny to me at the moment. Maybe it was the sleepiness kicking in?

He still looked at me confused, but his eyes were warm, and he was grinning like an idiot. “You have such a broken sense of humor. I blame Oboro for that. He corrupted you with his stupid jokes.”

I pouted, “I think I have a great sense of humor. It’s a little on the dark side, but at least you know I can make light out of any situation!”

“Yeah, sure.”

“You think threatening students with expulsion is funny. You can’t judge anyone else’s humor.” I yawned. “Alright, I think now, I should go. Anything else we need to discuss before I hibernate?”

He looked at me with a soft boyish closed-lip grin, “No, go to sleep. You need to rest before training tomorrow. Have a goodnight, Mai.”

I yawned again as I got up, “Goodnight, Sho. Get some sleep too, don’t stay up too late.”

“I won’t. Lov…” I couldn’t hear the last part once I returned to the entrance of the hot spring. All I was able to hear was that Aizawa stopped himself before he finished it.

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Sweet Nothing (MHA Staff AU Fanfiction)

Chapter 15

Warnings: Implied nsfw

Shouta Aizawa x OC (Mai Montoya, Pro Hero Zion)

If you want to read the events before this chapter here is the Master List 

I wish I could say that was the only call I got from Gemini. But then I would be lying, and I hate lying. He started harassing me during random hours of the day; I felt dirty and disgusted with myself that I could let him get to me. Luckily, Nezu said that he’d get me a new number soon, so hopefully, that will be the end of it.

“Ashido, be professional and respectful. It’s ‘Yes, sir.’ I hope you don’t act like that during your internship,” Aizawa chastised poor Mina because she was happily cheering about the work-study about to start.

“Yes, sir.” She pouted and muttered in response.

I smiled and spoke up, “Remember now, everyone, I will be in contact with all the pros and agencies you are working with, so I will be aware of any problems or concerns that occur during the week. I will also be on-call anytime you need me. I will also be letting Eraserhead know about any concerns from your internships so we could work on different learning plans for when you come back.”

All of the students nodded and gave understanding smiles, well, except for grumpy Bakugo and stoic Todoroki, but it’s to be expected. The only other person who wasn’t as excited as everyone else was Iida, but I was already well aware of why. I didn’t have time to talk to Aizawa about Iida’s decision and how we should’ve encouraged him to take another hero. Luckily Manual will be able to keep Iida on track with his internship. I trust the hero is capable of doing that.

We bid our goodbyes to our students and wished them luck on their internships. Aizawa let out a sigh, “Finally, will have some peace and quiet.”

I turned to my left and looked up at him, “Hmm? Oh, yeah, I guess.” I lightly chuckled.

“You think they’re going to get into problems while they’re gone?”

“Is it even a question? I literally had Vlad set up a date on the last day before they all come back just to avoid having any interruptions.”

“Hmmm.” He started walking away towards the exit of the station, leaving me to follow behind. “So you and him are really something? I kind of expected it, but it feels off. I don’t know why.”

“Probably because of the size difference. The man is built like a tank while I’m just small and slightly tubby since I haven’t been doing hero work in a while.” I shrugged.

“I would say more because of the personalities, but I can’t really say anything. I hang out with Mic.” He took a small pause, “You seem physically fine to me. You were always a little curvier than most people.” I raised my eyebrow at him, “It’s an observation I’ve made knowing you. I wasn’t trying to be inappropriate.”

I squinted my eyes at him, suspiciously, “Right… Anyhoo, Vlad, and I are getting along well, just been busy with the students. Luckily after the summer, Lily takes over Class 1-B again so that I won’t be as busy. Not that I didn’t mind helping her out.”

“You didn’t need to be with Vlad dropping off his students here?” Aizawa looked down at me as we continued walking.

I shook my head, “He said that it was fine that I didn’t. He also made a comment about you needing the extra help, but I defended our class, and you so don’t worry about it.”

“I wasn’t, but thanks, I guess.” His response was short and a little tensed as if he was uncomfortable.

“Shota, are you okay?” I went to grab his arm to pull him in my direction to see his face.

He just gave me a confused and slightly offended expression, “Yeah, why wouldn’t I be?”

Face it, you guys still have feelings for each other…

I always felt you guys were the closest thing to soulmates…

I shook my head and let go of his arm as Mic’s words rang through my memory, “Nothing, just felt that something was off.”

“Well, I am fine. You got nothing to worry about.” Somehow I felt it was a lie, but I have no right to pry or anything, so I neglected to ask.

The week went by smoothly for the most part, which made me nervous. It’s just not in my students’ nature to be so well behaved or have nothing happen. I had my fingers nervously tapping on the dinner table, anxiously waiting for some sort of update from one of my students. Not even Gran Torino was sending me anything about Midoriya, and I needed to update Toshinori about it. Iida and Manual said everything was running smoothly, which put me at some ease, but I still didn’t trust it. I mean, Iida is working in Hosu, where the Hero Killer Stain attacked his brother. He can’t just be okay… especially when seeing how so many people liked his ideologies.

I felt a large hand clasp over mine, and I looked up, meeting the ruby colored eyes, “You know if no one is contacting you is because everything is okay. It’s the last day. You literally have nothing to worry about, sweetheart.” Vlad held my hand and rubbed his thumb on the back of mine, reassuring me that everything was okay.

“I know, I just can’t help it.” I returned his affection by grabbing both of his hands and squeezed them before going back to eating. Trying to make sure to keep my mind off work and focus on the man before me.

After some light talking and dessert, Vlad decided to walk me home. It felt pretty nice not to worry over my kids, the city light cascading in the sky, giving a romantic feel to the night. It would fit for it, but I couldn’t get into the romantic mood for some reason. My mind was still subconsciously thinking about the students, like this sixth sense telling me I should check in on everyone.

“Mai?” Vlad tightened his grip around my shoulder, “You okay? You seem to be spacing out again.”

I chuckled, “Sorry, I just got lost in thought while looking around the city.” I sank into his side, “It’s really nice out tonight.”

Vlad hummed as we continued to walk back to my place. Once we made it to my door, it was like traveling back to when we were outside of Aizawa’s. The blood-red eyes twinkling, the closeness, the shallow breaths, the only difference this time was he leaned in for a kiss on my lips instead of my cheek like last time. His lips on mine tingled, but I couldn’t tell if it was because of the feeling of being kissed or because of the feeling of having Vlad kissing me. Either way, I returned it because I was tempted to feel more of that tingling feeling. I couldn’t tell how long we were connected like this, but eventually, Vlad broke away to catch a breath. He and I were breathless and staring at each other, dreaminess clouding his eyes, my eyelids fluttering between closing and opening.

I gulped and awkwardly looked between his eyes and his lips, “Do you want to come inside?” I met with a smile and was immediately pulled into an embrace as I opened the door.

We didn’t even bother to turn the lights on. We just stumbled into my room as we kissed and roamed our hands all over each other. Clothing was slowly left behind before we even made it to my bedroom door. It was quick and passionate. Almost animalistic.

Vlad paused to look at me if only to see what he was seeing. I must’ve looked like a mess right now. He laid me down slowly as he hovered me making his way from my lips to my neck. I closed my eyes instinctively, enjoying the feeling of having someone worshipping my body.

I was at least enjoying it while it lasted. By the time Vlad got any chance to go lower, my phone had rung. He briefly paused and looked up at me, “Do you want me to stop so you can get that?”

I groaned, “No, it’s probably not important. They could just leave me a message.” My mind went straight into thinking it was Gemini calling to bother me again, but I immediately pushed past it because I didn’t want him ruining the mood. Vlad continued kissing down my stomach when my phone rang out again… I swear I thought I had it on silent this whole date. I gently moved him aside and went over to grab my phone from the floor of my room. The name blasted on my phone made my heart drop in fear.

Incoming call from Gran Torino.

Shit.

I moved back to the bed and mouthed a sorry to Vlad as I answered the phone, “Hello?”

“Where were you? I called, and you didn’t answer!” The grumpy older man frantically chastised me.

I looked over my shoulder awkwardly, not really wanting to say what I was doing, “I was busy with something. I couldn’t really grab my phone right away.” There was no response. I can just feel the impatience soothing in the tiny man. “Can you just tell me what happened with my student already?”

“Students. Don’t worry, the three boys are fine. I also called Eraser to come check in on them before I called you. They had a run-in with the Hero Killer Stain.” My hand gripped my phone tighter. God, I knew there was a reason why I was so worried. “They’re in the Hosu hospital. I think Eraser might be on his way over right now, so I would head over here too.”

“Right, I’ll get there as soon as I can. I have to check the train schedule.” Gran Torino said goodbye and hung up the phone. I immediately rubbed my face in frustration and sudden fatigue. “I have to go to Hosu. Three of my students got injured, so I have to go on behalf of their parents.”

Vlad went to sit next to me and rubbed my back, “That’s fine. Do you need someone to go with you?”

I got up to quickly change into some comfortable running pants and a grey sweatshirt. Making a note to grab my glasses before running blindly into the city. “No, Gran Torino is there, meaning probably the other two pros that took in the other students are there too. Plus, Eraserhead was also notified.” I smiled at him while pulling my hair back, quickly moving over to kiss him, “I’m sorry that our date cut short.”

Vlad caressed my arm and gave me the same dreamy look in his eyes, “It wasn’t the date that was cut short. But you do not need to apologize.”

I gave an exaggerated annoyed face as a joke, “Stop being so understanding. It makes me feel bad for leaving.”

He leaned in for another kiss, “Sorry, can’t help it. You might want to fix your makeup before going over to Hosu though, I kind of ruined it.” He chuckled sheepishly as he got up from my bed and started walking over to grab his clothes. “You could always make it up to me later.” He gave a sneaky smirk that I couldn’t help but laugh at. It was too cute.

I rushed my way to the hospital entrance and was met with Gran Torino and Manual, along with a person with a dog quirk. He raised his hand to introduce himself, “Hello. You must be Ms. Montoya, Gran Torino, and Manual mentioned you would be meeting us. I am Chief Tsuragamae of the Hosu Police Department.”

“Chief? It is nice to meet you, sir, but if you don’t mind me asking, why are you here? Shouldn’t it just be a normal officer meeting with the students?” I swear, if my students got into some kind of trouble on purpose, I would bite their heads off.

“Ah yes, I told Gran Torino to not mention anything over the phone. Here let’s get you up to speed on the way to the students.” He hovered his hand over the small of my back and guided me to the hospital room.

Gran Torino trotted along by my right and poked me with his cane, “You could’ve worn something more professional, your meeting the chief.”

“Well, if you mentioned something, I would’ve taken more liberty to take my time getting ready even though my students are in the hospital,” I said through my teeth.

“Don’t worry, miss. It just shows your dedication to your students. I am very sorry to have bothered you.” The chief interjected.

“So, what happened? How did they come into contact with Stain?” I asked the men surrounding me.

“It was my fault, really. Iida and I were around the area, so Iida intervened to help the pro hero Native.” Manual confessed.

“Then Midoriya and I also ended up in the area, and he heard that his friend needed help, despite telling him not to go because Nomus broke out in the city, so we needed all hands on deck for it.” Gran Torino continued.

“And then the same with Shoto Todoroki, he went to assist the two boys as well. And as you may well know, doing hero work without permission or a license is considered vigilante work.” The chief started.

“And vigilante work is illegal…” I groaned and facepalmed. “I promise you, Chief Tsuragamae, Eraserhead, and I have instilled in our students that they must follow orders from their internship teachers and that going out of bounds is wrong and could get them in serious trouble. So this was just probably a huge misunderstanding.” We made it to the door of the room the boys were held in, and the chief opened it. Immediately my students zeroed in on me with a knowing look that they were in trouble. “I am going to try and be calm but stern with you three because you are injured, and I feel bad. But just know I am fuming.”

The chief patted my shoulder before speaking with the boys. Luckily none of them were in real trouble. The chief didn’t want it to go out that the students were the ones fighting Stain for all of the controversies it will bring. So instead, he decided to give all the credit to Endeavor, much to mine and Todoroki’s dislike, but it’s better than having my three students in prison for vigilante work. Gran Torino and Manual’s teaching licenses were suspended, so they couldn’t be allowed to take on any students for a while. As for the boys, they will have to stay in the hospital for a while until they fully heal, and any punishment that the school, a.k.a Aizawa and I want to give them, will be waiting for them when they come back to school. Once the pros and the chief left, they told me to go ahead and talk with the boys privately without them. All the boys looked glum.

“Okay, maybe I won’t lecture you after all. I just want you to be honest with me on how this all happened, and we’ll call it a day.” I went to sit down next to Iida, and Todoroki and Midoriya followed.

“I let my anger get the best of me. I went to Hosu with the intent to get rid of Stain… I shouldn’t have had that as my intention if I want to be a hero like my brother.” Iida looked down at his broken arm, “Now I might have the chance to never have the ability in my arm again. And to top it all off, I got my peers into trouble. What kind of class president does that?”

I sighed and put my hand on his head, and looked at the other boys. Maybe I should probably mention what led to my suspension to them. “Alright, I can’t be self-righteous and tell you guys that it’s wrong and you should never do what you did. Which you shouldn’t since you have no license, but sometimes, there are times where you might cross the line and will have consequences despite having a license to do your job.”

The boys looked at me confused; Midoriya spoke up, “What are you talking about, Ms. Montoya?”

“I think I should tell you three about what I did to lose my license.” I gave them a warm, reassuring smile.

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Chapter 14

A/N: Sorry for going on a whole month hiatus with the story. I was swamped with college work and then I had slight writer’s block. But hopefully, that’s all over now. I’ll try to update more frequently. Thank you for being very understanding.  

Warnings: None, swf. Long chapter. 

Shouta Aizawa x OC  (Mai Montoya, Pro Hero Zion) 

If you want to read of the events before this chapter here is the Master List

I heard a thump in the next room and a groan in pain; I rushed over to my guest room to see Aizawa dropped a box on his foot. I couldn’t help but burst into laughter. Mic, Vlad, and Midnight came rushing in to see the commotion and were confused to see me dying of laughter while Aizawa sat on the floor holding his foot.

“What happened?” Vlad asked.

Midnight took joy in seeing me laugh at Aizawa, “Clearly someone is a sadist. Mai is laughing at Aizawa’s pain.”

I wiped my eyes and held my stomach, “It’s not my fault. I told him not to handle heavy things because he barely recovered. He didn’t listen, and now he got hurt.” Once I composed myself, I grabbed the box he dropped and moved to unpack it, “Nemuri, I have ice packs in my freezer. Can you grab Aizawa one?”

Nemuri left to the kitchen while the two men were still standing dumbfounded. Aizawa glared at them, “You guys can go back to hanging stuff on the walls. We’re fine.” Mic threw his hands up while Vlad huffed. I couldn’t help but grin a little. Aizawa scooched over next to me to help me get the stuff out of the box while trying to figure out where to put everything. Nemuri came back in and gave him the ice pack not without kissing his cheek and leaving to go back to my room and organize my desk area. “This whole box is just books. Why did you bring all of this if you knew it was only going to be a year?”

“Because I didn’t trust my cousin with my books. I’ve collected them since before I started school. They’re my babies.” I hugged the books I had in my hands and slightly cradled them.

Aizawa just shook his head at me while taking more books out. “I’m almost positive you haven’t read all of them.”

“Yes, I have…. Okay, maybe at least more than half of them.” I pouted. “I’ve been busy.” Aizawa simply huffed and nodded in response. “I am going to go check in on Vlad and Mic. I’ll send you a picture of how I had my bookshelf back at home.” I heard a scoff come out from him as I walked out and texted him the photo. I simply ignored it.

Walking into my living room, I see Vlad adjusting a large frame with a picture of our graduating class, all while Mic was sitting on the couch. “Do you think I should move more to the left or the right?” Vlad called out.

“Honestly, I feel like the spot is okay. You just have it crooked.” Mic sat comfortably with his feet on the couch and a bottle in his hand.

I glided off the ground to go and help Vlad readjust the frame marking where the corners met the wall as Vlad went to grab the hammer and nails. He snuck a quick kiss on my forehead as he hammered away, “Thanks, Mai. I’m happy to have help.”

I giggled slightly and lightly slapped his shoulder, “You’re the one helping me out here. I should be thanking you.” I almost instinctively went in to kiss his cheek but was interrupted by a slight grumble coming from the blond laying on my couch. I turned over to Mic and pursed my lips, “Yes, Mr. Yamada?”

He took a swig of his beer, “Don’t call me that. But anyhoo, please refrain from being all cutesy in front of me. I didn’t even know you guys were a thing.”

“Who’s a thing?” Midnight walked in with an empty box.

“Mai and Vlad. I just saw them making out.” Mic cringed.

“I highly doubt they were doing that. They’re very reserved. But that’s cute that you guys are together. I’m happy for you.”

I slowly went back to the ground and was a blushing mess, “Well, uh… “

“We haven’t made it official; we just been on one date, really. It’s mainly just us flirty back and forth. We thought that with the extra time from work and the students this week. We could squeeze a few more dates.” He draped his arm around me and smiled excitedly.

“That is, if nothing happens with any of the students during their work-study, I’m responsible for them if things occur because I am their counselor.” I shrugged. I motioned Kayama to come outside with me to show her where to put the empty boxes. I felt Mic’s eyes on me. It felt like I was doing something wrong. The judgment seeped through my skin.

I set the box on top of a stack of other boxes in the storage unit behind the building, “Don’t worry about Yamada. You know he gets protective of you.” Nemuri reassured me.

“I know, but it feels like it’s a different kind of negative aura. Almost like he was annoyed by the idea of Vlad and me. It’s barely anything like Vlad said. He doesn’t need to get so crabby.” I shrugged and hung my head low.

“He’s probably madder about Aizawa than about you.” Nemuri let out a small grin. Her hand reached over to rub my back. Nemuri was always like a big sister figure for all of us in the group, so I guess it’s just natural to play things off like it’s nothing because she’s seen it all before.

“Why would he mad at Aizawa? This has nothing to do with him.” I looked up at her like a confused child looking at an older adult.

“Oh, just Aizawa pissed him off about something, so he’s just a little annoyed, is all.” She brushed off, but I could tell she was holding something in. “But honestly, it’s good to see you see someone romantically for once. Even if it isn’t much right now, things like relationships grow anyways.” I simply nodded.

“I feel a little weird about it, to be honest,” I admitted. I liked the attention Vlad was giving me but it kind of felt off because of my circumstances. I only ever dated two people briefly, and the rest were casual hookups because I never really felt like I could be committed to someone. Between my hero work and then my own personal issues, it’s hard to believe someone would even want something serious with me.

“Why?”

“With what happened to Lily, and, you know, me planning to leave at the end of the year. I just don’t feel like it’s appropriate to start dating someone. Even if it just happened and I’m actually pretty happy with it.” I switched my gaze to the view of campus, “I feel like it’s not a good idea to be dating.”

“Then maybe communicate that with Vlad. He’s a very logical and understanding person.”

“I guess you’re right…” Beep. Beep. Beep. I grabbed my phone out of my pocket and saw a call coming from an unknown number. I decided it was best to ignore it. Beep. Beep. Beep.

“Maybe you should answer that.” Nemuri giggled.

“I don’t know the number.” I sighed and answered the call, “Hello?”

“Mai?” An all too familiar voice rang through my ear. A voice that I shouldn’t hear from at all.

Gemini.“What do you want, Brandon?” Nemuri looked a little concerned, but I quickly shook my hand to let her know everything was fine.

“How’s Japan?” Is he serious right now?

“It’s fine, you do know you, and I aren’t allowed to be speaking during my suspension, right? Or did Captain Celebrity give you too many concussions that you forgot?” I rolled my eyes, trying to conceal the annoyance in my voice but failing miserably.

“Oh no, I am very well aware. I just had to know how my little poppy flower is doing? No suspension can prevent me from wondering.” I heard the evil smirk running across his voice. “Missing me? Or are you still pretending to act like a victim?”

“I’m hanging up. Go fuck yourself, Brandon. You’re better off by yourself and away from other people.”

“Now, that’s not very nice, Poppy. I just wanted to let you know that I can’t wait to have you back at work under me…” I hung up my phone and decided to text Nezu about getting a new phone number. Not even a stupid suspension and judge sentence can get that man off my back.

Nemuri gently grabbed my hand. “Mai, you’re shaking. What did he say to you?”

“It’s nothing. I’m just annoyed that I have to change my number again.” I gave her a reassuring smile. “Let’s just go back inside and finish up my apartment; please, I have a lot of emails to go through from teachers and parents.” Nemuri simply nodded but kept her hands in mine as we walked back into the apartment.

We walked in as Aizawa stormed out and shoving Nemuri and me into the door. We both turned over to look at Mic. He hesitantly spoke, trying to figure out how to explain what happened. I knew better to know that he was trying to find a way to cover for his best friend. “Um, apparently he needed to help with a case, and you know he’s not injured, so he’s a little excited to be working again.” He let out a nervous smile.

I let out a groan and ran out to catch up to Aizawa, “Recovery Girl told him that he still needed time before he did patrols; why is he like this?” Too bad, the man quickly vanished. “Idiot. I swear if he ends up injured again, I’m not taking care of him again.”

I made my way back inside with awaiting eyes watching me. I simply huffed and shrugged, indicating to them that I couldn’t find him. Mic approached me as I went into the kitchen to grab a water bottle. He leaned down and whispered in my ear, “He was fine until I mentioned you and Vlad we sort of a thing.”

I met with the emerald eyes that were peering into me, “Yeah, I kind of figured it wasn’t actually patrolling. He even said during lunch today that he wasn’t going to be patrolling any time soon. That he was going to take the week off from teaching the class to build up his strength.”

Mic huffed, “So you and he weren’t having any weird hang-ups? I can’t think of any reason why you and Vlad would piss him off.”

I took a sip of my water and shrugged, “Beats me. I don’t know everything about him.”

“Don’t you two have some unspoken connection?” Mic pursed his lips in genuine confusion.

“No, we don’t. If anything, he’s just grumpy to see Vlad happy. Remember, they have a weird competitive colleague relationship going on.” I tried my best not to sound so irritated. But I wasn’t in the mood to be dealing with Aizawa’s shenanigans after my little call from Gemini. “I thought you guys knew everything about each other.”

“Well, we kind of do, meaning I know about your little panic attack after the festival. And you know the almost kiss…” He raised an eyebrow at me condescendingly. As if I was a child being ratted out for misbehaving. “So, why are you dating Vlad instead of Aizawa?”

“Because I like Vlad and that almost kiss? It was just a reaction due to emotional stress and old feelings. Nothing too serious to focus on. Nothing happened after that. Plus, Vlad is nice to me.”

“Bullshit, what about this morning?” This morning? “In the nurse’s office? Longing pause between you both, you in his arms, the slow leaning in with the undying urge to mold into one another? Doesn’t ring any bells?”

I scowled at him, “That was nothing. You weren’t even there. How did you even know about that?”

“If it’s nothing, why are you mad that I know anything. Face it. You guys still have feelings towards each other.” He grinned like a mad man, “And if you guys do, then that’s good. I always felt that you guys were the closest thing to soulmates.”

“Soulmates, my ass. The guy ditched me in third year and then never wanted to keep in contact with me for fourteen years.” I couldn’t help but laugh in annoyance at Mic. “Stop trying to paint Aizawa out to be a nice person. He still did all of that and never fully apologized for it. If you were my friend, you would be happy that I’m starting something with someone that has only treated me well.” I stared into his eyes with nothing but sternness. “I get that Shota is a good person, with a lot of baggage. But so does everyone else. I’m sorry that I can’t look past that he’s treated me wrongly because of the few times he’s treated me like a human being since I’ve been back.” My eyes were slightly stinging at this point, “If I forgave so easily and didn’t hold it against people for what they did wrong to me, then I would be like all the other female pros in the U.S. being used and abused. And I’m tired of all of that. I’m tired of having to be the bigger person. If he has a problem with me being with someone else, that’s his own problem, not mine.”

Hizashi’s face fell in concern as he moved to wipe the tear falling from my eyes, “Okay. I get it. But maybe you shouldn’t be falling for the first person that does treat you the way you want to be treated too. You are worth more than that.” It’s hard for me even to believe that I am even worth anything at this point. I can’t wait to have you back at work under me…

“Vlad isn’t the first. And it’s new, so don’t act like it’s so serious.” I took a breath and wiped my face.

“And maybe you shouldn’t be dating with that mindset either; that’s not fair to Vlad. But if you’re having fun and enjoying yourself with his company, I guess that’s all that matters. Just please stop leading on Sho.”

“I’m not the one leading anyone on,” I grumbled.

“Well, I don’t know about that. You are a natural flirt. You never know when you have someone falling for you.” Hizashi moved a few pieces of hair out of my face and kissed my forehead.

You are a natural flirt. You never know when you have someone falling for you. That’s not really something I needed to hear right now.

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Another BakugouxSayuri drawing… I can’t help! Can’t stop drawing them… this time as Ground Zero (I love this hero name) and Dust… <3

2017 vs 2020

After a long time, my Kacchako child has returned!! I think I’ve improved a lot and I’m very happy with the advance

Name: Tetsuo Bakugou

Age: 15

Quirk: Gravity/Nitroglicerina

Hero name: Killer Gravity

I haven’t drawn this two dorks in yeaaaaars (they’re named Raika and Ryuu)

Local dads fighting in a parking lot xD

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