-Rose's POV-

After a couple of weeks of enforced bed rest courtesy of my super concerned hero of a husband, I had healed up for the most part. We did agree that I should resign from working at Aldera Junior High for now and focus on my hero work. Also, Toshinori had told me that he really wanted me to help out here and there with his classes at UA. He even got it approved by Nezu for me to come assist him for his first day of work. I quickly got up and dressed in a blue sleeveless button up shirt, white skinny jeans and my yellow converse sneakers.

Toshinori was obviously nervous as we got up and got ready for the day. He kept pacing around the house practicing a speech he was going to do about hero training to the students and adjusting his tie on his too big suit. It was completely adorable, and I couldn't help but come up to him and press a kiss on his lips, interrupting one of his practice speeches. He stopped and kissed me back lovingly before we separated.

"You're going to do great, Toshi. Don't stress yourself out too much about this," I encouraged, placing a comforting hand on his chest as my emerald eyes met his ocean blue ones. He gave me a small smile before pressing a soft kiss on my forehead.

"Thank you, Rose. I'm glad you're getting to be there too. It's making me feel a little less nervous," he admitted with a sheepish grin that caused me to giggle as I pulled away and walked towards the kitchen and grabbed his plate.

"Well either way, you can't get much done on a completely empty stomach. Now, come eat before it gets cold," I instructed with a hand on my hip as I placed his plate on the table earning a chuckle from him as he complied to my instructions, "You're going to be a fantastic teacher, Toshi. All Might may be the Symbol of Peace, but you are also a man that has trained ridiculously hard to be the number one hero. It won't come all at once, but you'll figure it out." He gave me a nod of appreciation as he took a bite of his fried egg and toast.

"You know, it's almost like I'm one of your students now. You're teaching me to be a teacher," Toshinori acknowledged, and I shrugged.

"I guess maybe. Teaching is something that I don't think I could ever completely walk away from. Now come on. We gotta finish eating or else we're gonna be late," I urged as I took a bite of my own fried eggs. He chuckled.

"Yes, sensei," he teased with a large grin that made me blush a bit. Dammit… He's over 7ft tall and he's still adorable.

-Time Skip Brought to You by my daughter turning 1 year old :'(( -

We made it to U.A. around lunchtime because my kindhearted husband couldn't help stopping and heroing on the way there. I didn't mind. I knew what I was getting into when I married the blonde hero with a giant heart. Either way, once we got to U.A., Nezu requested a meeting with Toshinori and informed me that he wanted me to speak about a certain topic with Class 1-A after lunch today.

After bidding goodbye to Nezu and Toshi, I decided to go visit everyone's favorite emo hobo, so I headed straight to Class 1-A, not that I knew where it was. By heading straight there, I mean I just kind of walked around aimlessly but managed to find it pretty quickly despite that. Once I reached the classroom, I entered through the abnormally large door to see a familiar yellow sleeping bag with a tuft of messy ink black hair poking out of it. Deciding to mess with the underground hero a bit, I walked over and pushed his sleeping bag hard with my foot.

"Hey hoeeee...bo!" I greeted with a laugh earning a groan of annoyance from Aizawa as he crawled out of his sleeping bag a bit.

"Why are you here?" he asked, irritation clear in his voice.

"Good to see you too, Sensei," I teased before actually answering his question, "I'm here to help Toshi with his 1st day of teaching, and apparently Nezu wanted me to come talk to your students about a certain topic for some reason." Clearly, Aizawa had been informed of this ahead of time or just really didn't care and wanted to take a nap, but he didn't ask anymore questions before giving me instructions.

"Great. You can do that while I take a nap. The attendance is on the podium. Now, let me sleep," he responded, sounding completely exhausted and bored of the conversation as he quickly entered back into his sleeping back and fell back asleep before I could respond. Geez he falls asleep fast. Are we sure his quirk isn't narcolepsy?

I decided not to push the obviously exhausted hero and instead went to the podium and took a look at the attendance sheet and let out a string of curses in Telugu. The entire thing was in Kanji, which I suck at, especially when it came to reading names. At Aldera, since my class was to be taught completely in English, my attendance had always been in English as well, so this was not a problem I had to deal with there.

Before I got a chance to go try and track down another teacher to help me out of my current predicament or even send a text to Toshi, the bell rang and students began coming into the classroom from lunch. More curses flew through my head as I put a fake calm face on so the incoming students didn't see me sweat. Students could smell fear. Every teacher knew that. Soon enough, a tall boy with navy blue hair and check mark looking eyebrows and glasses entered the classroom and gave me a very stern look as he approached me with an intense bow of greeting.

"Excuse me, Miss, but what is the meaning of this? Who are you and where is Aizawa-sensei?" the boy demanded. As I opened my mouth to answer, a familiar head of spiky ash blonde hair, and I resisted the urge to groan at my luck.

"WHAT THE HELL?! WHY ARE YOU HERE, HAG?!" Bakugo demanded angrily as I returned his glare briefly until I noticed a certain mess of green hair coming up behind him.

"Kacchan, y-you really shouldn't call a teacher a hag-" it was at this point his eyes met mine and they widened with excitement and nervousness, "Mrs. Yagi?! What are you doing here?! Not that it's not great to see you… Uh, right! Good afternoon, Mrs. Yagi!"

With an anxious bow from Toshi's protege, I had to hold my hand up to stop his muttering that would inevitably ruin the surprise. As this whole set of interactions was occuring, the rest of Class 1-A was quickly filing in and taking their seats, having lots of side conversations and confused expressions sent my way when they realized Aizawa was not the one at the podium.

"Enough! Go to your seats, and I'll explain when the whole class is here!" I ordered with a stern expression on my face, causing all the students to do as I said without question, minus some irritated grumblings from Bakugo. A few more students trickled in until finally a head of familiar red and white hair walked through the door and heterochromatic eyes met my emerald ones.

"Aunt Rose? What are you doing here?" Shoto asked in confusion causing the entire class to yell out "AUNT?!" in shock. Ignoring them, I saw my perfect opportunity to solve my attendance situation.

"Hey Shoto. I'll explain in a minute, but first I need your help really quick," I told him as I showed him the attendance sheet and explained to him in English what I needed so the other students wouldn't know that I was struggling with the Kanji. While Shoto worked on this, I turned to address and introduce myself to the rest of the class.

"To answer your questions, my name is Yagi Rose. I was asked by Principal Nezu and my husband to come help with your class today," I informed them earning some curious looks when I mentioned the word 'husband' before turning my glare towards a certain ash blonde, "Also, Bakugo, I'd strongly advise against calling me a hag again."

By the end of my introduction, Shoto had finished translating the attendance for me, and I did a quick check to make sure I wasn't missing any students. Thankfully, the attendance was also a seating chart which meant I wouldn't have to ask each student their name. The blue haired boy from earlier I now knew to be Iida based on the seating chart raised his hand and began to speak intensely.

"Forgive my rudeness, but being married to a faculty member does not qualify you to teach us!" he informed me, clearly upset at the idea of having a subpar teacher. He was clearly very passionate about his education which I appreciated, so instead of scolding him I laughed out loud and gave him a smirk.

"You are 100% correct, Iida-kun; however, being a pro-hero with a teaching license does qualify me to teach you guys," I countered earning a polite bow and apology from the astute boy before he sat down at his desk.

"You've gotta be shitting me! You're just a plain English teacher!" Bakugo yelled angrily from his seat earning another glare from me. This time, I let my quirk activate as I glared at the explosive boy, causing my eyes to turn white as flaming wings sprouted from my back.

"She's the Angelic Pro Hero: Lady Icarys!" a black haired girl I saw according to the seating chart was named Momoshiro pointed out earning surprised gasps from the class.

"No fucking way," Bakugo growled, and my glare intensified as my wings spread further a bit and started to turn blue in places.

"I would NOT push me, Kacchan," I growled back before smirking at his obvious irritation at my reference to his nickname from Izuku, "My husband isn't here at the moment to stop me from kicking your ass." He started to bark back an argument, but my staff showed up and my wings began to span the whole room making him stand down before I deactivated my quirk. The students began whispering about who my husband could possibly be, but Shoto and Izuku stayed quiet. Smart boys.

"Alright, Class 1-A, now, Nezu asked me to come to your class today to give you all some firsthand insight into an important and often overlooked aspect of being a hero," I announced loudly, signalling the class to stop the needless chatter which they thankfully did. Izuku raised his hand nervously and I acknowledged him with a nod.

"And what would that be, Lady Icarys-Sensei?" Izuku asked, his eyes shining at the potential new information. I gave him a sad smile and took a deep breath as I uttered words that would lead to me once again reliving a past I wanted to forget.

"Victim Psychology."

Song: Remember the Name by Ed Sheeran (feat. 50 Cent and Eminem)