Chapter 3
All Might

PING!

Shinsou looks up from his homework when they hear the elevator pings. He sees All Might walks in but his back straightens stiff and concern fills his body when he notices he is carrying Mr. Aizawa on his back.

"Mr. Aizawa!" he hears Ashido as he and quickly gets on his feet and rushes over to All Might. He notices Satou is with him too.

"Is he okay?" he asks hastily, one hand on Mr. Aizawa's back.

"No, no! It's fine, everything's alright!" All Might quickly reassures him and everyone in the room with a reassuring smile. "Aizawa had just one too many drinks," he reveals, now sounding strained. It's probably because of Mr. Aizawa's weight (he's deceptively heavy).

Now that he is standing close to them and that Mr. Aizawa is facing him, he can smell the alcohol in Mr. Aizawa's breath. He relaxes, knowing that Mr. Aizawa is fine and unharmed, just drunk. But then he cringes back and recoils at the smell.

He and Satou grab their homeroom teacher by the arms and carefully lift him off of All Might to relief the former number one Hero from the burden. They then (struggling to, because Mr. Aizawa is heavy) carry him to the couch and carefully set him down, making sure he is comfortable. Mr. Aizawa groans, shifting a bit before falling back into unconsciousness.

"He might wake up with a headache tomorrow," he hears All Might comments behind him. He hears a few cracks afterwards; probably cracking his back after carrying Mr. Aizawa here.

"Since when he doesn't?" he adds, which causes a few giggles from his classmates. Asui appears and places a fluffy looking blanket over Mr. Aizawa and Yaoyorozu carefully puts a pillow under his head.

"How many drinks until he gone out?" he hears Kaminari curiously asks. He looks to All Might, also curious at the answer.

"Just one," All Might answers cheekily. He hears everyone guffaws at the answer.

"No way!"

"Just one?!"

"Aizawa is a lightweight; he can't handle his liquor," All Might says with a chuckle of his own. "Don't tell him that I tell you that or else he might kill me."

"Too late."

He turns towards Mr. Aizawa as All Might squeaks. His homeroom teacher has his eyes cracked open into a squint. He's look at them, specifically at All Might over his shoulder.

"You're awake," he says.

"Not for long," Mr. Aizawa sighs as his eyes close back. "Too tired to stay up for now."

"You should rest then, Aizawa," he hears All Might says behind him. Mr. Aizawa merely replies with a hum as he seems to sink into the couch.

"I hope you're prepared yourself tomorrow with that runaway mouth of yours."

"A-Aizawa!" All Might almost squeal in fear.

Mr. Aizawa doesn't reply as he has seemingly fallen asleep already.

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"Aizawa! You don't have to be too harsh on the poor child!"

He pauses in his training to turn his attention to the source of the sound. Thankfully he is still within distance despite how large gym alpha is. Mr. Aizawa and All Might are facing each other and a kneeling Kaminari right beside them. All Might looks flustered with his hands raise before him. Aizawa looks displeased (well he always is but this time even more so) with his arms crossed.

"You will not coddle him, Might."

"But I'm not!"

Mr. Aizawa doesn't answer. Instead, he continues to stare blankly at All Might, who quickly becomes uncomfortable by the second.

"Okay! Maybe I do at times but not all the times!"

"Enough times."

"Aizawa!"

"Be sure to ready the lessons for the students for Heroics class later."

"What lessons?"

"All. Might."

"Uh- yeah! Lessons! Yeah, I got those!"

All Might quickly avoids eye contact. Mr. Aizawa glares at him harder.

"I won't repeat myself, All Might."

"S-Sure, Aizawa! They'll be ready in no time!"

Mr. Aizawa only groans. Then, he turns towards Kaminari.

"Get back out there and don't make the same mistake again."

"Yes sir, Mr. Aizawa, sir!" Kaminari bows so low until his forehead touches the ground before he stands up instantly and rushes away from the teachers.

"Don't be so harsh, Aizawa!"

"Shut up, Might."

Mr. Aizawa then looks up and makes eye contact with him. He twitches at the glare, caught eavesdropping instead of training. He immediately turns away and returns back to his training.

He does not want to be the direct line sight of Mr. Aizawa's glare right now.

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He's about to open the door to the teacher's lounge when a hand on his shoulder stops him in his action. He looks up to the owner of the hand and is greeted by Present Mic.

"Hey, little listener. What's up?" the Voice Hero asks him with a wide smile, removing his hand from his shoulders.

"Oh, uh… Mr. Aizawa asked me to hand this in," he answers, holding up the papers in his hand. He silently wonders why Mic is stopping him from entering.

"I can do that for ya!" Mic says, grabbing small stack from his hand before tucking it under the arm.

"What's going on with Mr. Aizawa?" he finally asks.

"Oh it's nothing much." He waves a hand in the air reassuringly. "It's less about Eraser and more about… Well, you just have to see it to believe it."

Mic brings him to the door and quietly cracks it open. He beckons him over while putting a finger on his lips, suggesting him to stay quiet. Confused, he tiptoes close and peeks through the crack. He is just in the perfect line of sight for Mr. Aizawa's desk.

Mr. Aizawa is facing to the side, one arm on the table next to him to support his head with his hand, while his eyes are staring down the partially crumpled paper he is holding in his free hand. His brows are lightly furrowed; he can't tell if Mr. Aizawa is concentrated or annoyed by that expression.

Or maybe he's trying to read the page because isn't Mr. Aizawa wear glasses to read?

Sitting opposite to him is All Might. He is very tense, profusely sweating. His shoulders are hunched up and his entire body is hunched forward. He's holding a clean, creaseless paper in both of his hands, looking down at it with extremely wide eyes.

If he doesn't know any better, he would've thought Mr. Aizawa is open book quizzing All Might.

"Eraser had called out Might's lesson that it's lacking some stuff," he hears Present Mic starts. "And then he started interrogating the poor man to see if he realizes what they are and what he should be doing."

He watches Mr. Aizawa slowly lowers the paper and All Might's back slowly straightens by inches. Dread falls onto All Might's face when he makes eye contact with Mr. Aizawa.

"I took a peek at Might's papers," he hears Mic whispers to him. Then, Mic cackles quietly. "He didn't actually miss anything. Eraser just wants to see him suffer."

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He approaches gym gamma. He's here because he continues to train with Mr. Aizawa. While he is already in the Heroics course, he is still a long way to go to catch up with his classmates. Mr. Aizawa did tell him that someone will be joining him for today's private training.

When he enters, he is greeted by a… peculiar sight.

"This is not very necessary, Aizawa."

"Just… shut up… and stay still…"

He stays frozen by the door, unable to tear his eyes off at the sight.

Mr. Aizawa is doing push-ups… with All Might sitting on his back. Mr. Aizawa has his top half of his jumpsuit tied up around his waist, revealing his black tank top. He's dripping with sweat as he slowly lowers himself to the floor before pushing back up. He doesn't think Mr. Aizawa is straining too because he doesn't look visibly shaking.

All Might looks more concern than he is uncomfortable as he sits cross-legged on Mr. Aizawa's back, balancing his weight as Mr. Aizawa continues to do his push-ups.

"Why am I needed here again, Aizawa?"

"To help… Shinsou…"

"No, I mean here on your back."

"Mic's too light… for me now… And I won't risk asking… Mic and Midnight… or else Midnight gets offended…"

"Fair point, I guess."

Then, Mr. Aizawa looks to his way and makes eye contact with him. He twitches before bowing his head, being caught watching without making his presence known. He closes the door behind him and walks towards them. The sound from the door causes All Might to jolt off of Mr. Aizawa's back and falls onto the ground.

"Took you long enough," Mr. Aizawa says as he effortlessly gets to his feet. All Might quickly stands back up, regaining his composure. Blood is dripping from his mouth which he quickly wipes away with a handkerchief.

"Is All Might the one who'll be helping me?" he asks. Mr. Aizawa nods while All Might gives him a wide smile.

"Yes," Mr. Aizawa confirms. He waves one hand towards All Might. "You will be fighting against All Might."

He freezes.

All Might's smile turns wicked. Then, he puffs up into his muscular form.

"I AM HERE!"

He gulps.

"This will be your training on how to deal with a powerhouse Villain."

Ah fuck.

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He drops onto the floor, panting heavily. That was probably the shortest training he had ever done with Mr. Aizawa but it was borderline brutal and relentless. All Might does not know how to hold back, and he already knew that fact after watching the exam for Midoriya and Bakugou. But to actually experience it first hand is so much different than just knowing the fact.

Now he knows why Mr. Aizawa wanted All Might for the training.

And speaking about All Might, he lifts his head to see the former number one Hero is hunching over with a red stained handkerchief over his mouth. Mr. Aizawa approaches All Might with a towel in his hand, to which he throws it towards his direction. He catches it in the air before drapes it over his face.

"I told you to not go all out," he hears Mr. Aizawa says.

"Force of habit," the reply comes.

"Break the habit, not the students."

"S-Sorry."

"Unneeded."

He slowly stands back up to his feet with the towel drapes over his shoulders, wiping away any sweats dripping from his face with it. He turns over to his teachers and sees Mr. Aizawa with his arms crossed and All Might has a sheepish look on his face. He approaches them and Mr. Aizawa is the first one to notice him.

"Good work," Mr. Aizawa says. He quickly covers his face with the towel to hide his reddening face. It's rare for Mr. Aizawa to give compliments. "You would've improved better if All Might hadn't gone all out."

All Might twitches guiltily behind him.

"Go back to the dorms and make sure you take a good long shower" Mr. Aizawa gives him a stern look. "I do not want the place to reek of smell again."

"Yes sir, Mr. Aizawa, sir," he answers curtly with a nod.

"Good, you're dismissed."

He turns around and heads for the exit door, leaving his teachers behind.

"I didn't mean to, Aizawa!" he hears All Might balks.

"My point still stands," Mr. Aizawa replies.

"Aizawa!"

"You did the same thing to Midoriya and Bakugou. And that was during their early days, their preliminary exam to be more precise. There is no excuse do it the second time after many months has passed."

He finds himself curling in on himself Mr. Aizawa's lecturing tone. It's not directing at him but instinct kicks in.

"How about we go out for a drink as an apology for today?" he hears All Might suggests with a kind, coaxing tone.

"…Fine," is the answer he hears before he finally exits the building. He snorts to himself.

It looks like Mr. Aizawa will be sleeping in the common area again tonight, too drunk to bring himself to bed after getting carried to the dorms.