Title: My Students are Shippers (And We're Their OTP)
Summary: AU is credited to dipperphantomhive. "So our students ship us, and I told them if they pass their test I'd kiss you and guess which little shits passed?" In which Midorima is a Chemistry teacher, Aomine is the basketball team coach and Class 3-A is a class of shippers.
A/N: it's technically Friday evening where i'm at right now so YEAH! i still made it. i've been waiting for a chance to finally use this au. This takes place in Teiko Middle School. Aomine and Midorima both work there as teachers and the GoM+Kagami+Takao are students there. This is my longest one yet and I'm not sure I planned this well enough so, sorry! *bows* anyways, enjoy~
DAY 5: AU
Kise runs through the halls of Teiko Middle School, his bag swinging wildly behind him and his uniform in disarray. Earlier that day he ran into a group of fangirls and by the time he sent them off with autographs and signed posters he was already running late for school.
'Midorima-sensei is going to kill me!' he thinks to himself as he rounds the corner and runs up the stairs two steps at a time. Students dodge the barreling blond as he quickly makes his way to the classroom at the end of the hall.
"Midorima-sensei!" he shouted as he slid the door to his homeroom open. Eyes turn to face him, among them a pair of dark green eyes behind thick-framed glasses, belonging to Class 3-A's homeroom teacher, Midorima Shintarou.
Midorima glances at his watch. "It's 7:58. You made it. Barely. Take your seat and close the door." He looks up and wrinkles his nose at Kise. "And please fix your uniform. It's unsightly."
Kise sighs in relief and smoothens out the wrinkles of his uniform. He closes the door and makes his way to his desk at the back row of the class. He slumps forward in his chair and buries his head in his arms, trying to get a short nap before classes start.
"Kise-kun." Kise yelps when he feels someone poke. Kuroko stares at him blank-faced from the seat next to him.
"Kurokochhi don't do that!"
"Do what?"
"You know exactly what!"
"Tetauya, Ryōta, kindly be quiet. You know Midorima-sensei hates noise," Akashi reprimands from his seat in front of them. "And Tetsuya is right. Slouching is bad for your posture, Ryōta. Sit up straight."
"B-but! Murasakibaracchi is doing it to!" Kise points to the chair next to Akashi where Murasakibara is bent over his desk, munching on strawberry pocky.
"Don't get me involve, Ki-chin," he yawns.
"Cover your mouth when you yawn, Atsushi."
"Mm-kay."
Akashi gives him a pat on the head before taking a look at the wall clock right above their blackboard. "It's almost time."
"Eh? Really?" Kise looks as well. The clock says 7:59. "You're right, but Takaocchi and Kagamicchi aren't here yet. They're gonna miss it!"
"Tetsuya, record it. It's not fair that they'll miss out on the class routine."
"Of course Akashi-kun." Kuroko pulls out his cellphone and points the camera at Midorima-sensei's desk. The bespectacled man stands up, also noticing the time.
"I guess it's time," he says with a tone of reluctance.
The entire class goes silent and focuses their attention to the doorway. At exactly 8 o'clock the door slides open and Aomine Daiki pokes his head inside. Kuroko points his video camera at him as the class waits for him to speak.
"Yo, Midorima!" Aomine greets, leaning against the doorway.
"Yes Aomine?" Midorima asks, barely masking the annoyance in his voice.
"You must be a photon. 'Cause you just took me to my excited state," he says complete with a cheesy grin.
Half of the class groans while the other half giggles. Midorima remains impassive and simply pushes up his glasses. "Is that all? I have a class to start."
"Hm. Yeah. For now." Aomine begins to walk away, then he stops and calls out," Midorima, looks like you have some latecomers."
Kagami and Takao rush inside the classroom, sweaty and out of breath from running. "Sensei! Sorry we-"
"You're late." Midorima scowls at them. "Both of you will be on cleaning duty today. Take your seats." Some of their classmates snicker at them, but Kagami shoots them a glare and they immediately shut up. The two of them make their way to the back rows where the rest of Teiko's basketball team sits.
"Today we will have revisions to prepare you for tomorrow's test. Let's begin."
"Hai sensei!" the class shouts in unison.
While Midorima writes on the blackboard Takao lowers his voice and whispers to Kise," Did we miss it?"
"Yup! But Kurokocchi recorded it-ssu~!"
"I'll show it to you during break, Takao-kun."
"What did he use this time?" Kagami asks his seat mate who happens to be Murasakibara.
"It was a chemistry one. Coach has been using those a lot lately."
"It's better than his previous ones," Akashi inputs. "The innuendos are not as obvious."
As the basketball team continued to discuss the topic rest of the class are also having hushed conversations about it. This weird routine of Aomine-sensei dropping by Midorima-sensei's class every morning has become one of the most discussed gossip in the Class 3-A, and possibly the whole school. No one is sure when it started, only that it involves cheesy pick-up lines.
Class 3-A, being Midorima's homeroom and first period class had the front row seat every single time. The chemistry teacher is often asked many questions about why Aomine was doing it and why hasn't Midorima told him off about it yet. His reply is always an emotionless 'I don't know.' He has come to learn that feigning is easier than wasting his energy trying to explain this odd situation with Aomine.
So Midorima focuses all his attention on writing formulas on the board and ignoring all the whispering behind him.
The basketball team have gathered at the school library to study for their test tomorrow, yet the only ones studying are Kuroko and Takao. Murasakibara is fast asleep on top of his notes and Akashi proclaims that he does not need to study, which is somewhat true so he busies himself with tutoring Kagami and Kise.
"This situation with Coach and Midorima-sensei is getting ridiculous," Akashi suddenly states.
"What do you mean by that Akashicchi?" Kise asks as he pokes on Murasakibara's sleeping form. The giant just gives a loud snore.
"Midorima-sensei seems to be annoyed every time Coach interrupts our class yet he doesn't scold him, and Coach is even going out of his way to get lines that would appeal to sensei's subject," he explains. "It just seems...odd."
"Maybe Coach Aomine has a crush on Midorima-sense." They all turn to face Kagami who spoke. He blanches at their sudden attention and quickly says," W-well, I once saw Coach reading a chemistry textbook and when I asked 'why?' he said he was trying to think of pick-up lines."
"That's very far-fetched, Kagamicchi."
"I-it's just a theory!"
"He's right."
"Eh?! Really?" Kagami asks in shock as the rest of the team gapes at their captain. Akashi is leaning back against his chair, face deep in thought. They could practically see the gears turning in his head and the mischievous glint in his eyes.
"It's the only possible explanation," he says," Good job, Taiga."
"Er...thank you?" Kagami awkwardly scratches his cheek. "Now what?"
"Coach Aomine is an idiot and Midorima-sensei is oblivious. We're going to have to intervene if we want to see those two together." Akashi smirks. "I have a plan."
Once his classes are finally over Midorima gathers up his materials and makes his way to the faculty office. He looks at his students' revision sheets and studies them as he walks. He takes pride in knowing that most of them have managed to grasp the concepts and application of the oxidation rules, despite being one of the most difficult topics.
As he rounds the corner, Midorima sees a certain redhead standing in front of the faculty room.
"Akashi, what are you doing here? Shouldn't you be at basketball practice with Aomine?"
"I informed him that I will be running late. Plus, they cannot start practice without the captain."
Midorima has never understood Akashi Seijuurō, but as long as he is at the top of his class and captain of Teiko's formidable basketball team, then he guesses the kid isn't that bad.
"Do you need help with something?" he asks out of politeness. He knows, of course, that Akashi is the smartest student in Teiko with perfect marks in every subject. Whatever it is that he came here for is definitely not school-related.
"I have a proposition for you Midorima-sensei," Akashi says, wearing a smile that reminds Midorima of the time he challenged him to a shogi match and was defeated. He pushes up his glasses to shake away the memory. "And what proposition is that?"
"If all of us from Class 3-A pass tomorrow's test, you'll have to kiss Coach Aomine."
Midorima almost drops his materials in shock. His eyes are comically wide and he quickly pushes his glasses up again to hide his surprise. Akashi seems amused by it.
"I thought the class could use this as a sort of...motivation.They are very big fan of your 'ship' you know?"
Midorima feels his cheeks go warm and his voice is unsteady as he says,"I see no reason to accept this challenge of yours."
"You have no reason to reject it either." Akashi smirks at him and Midorima feels dread growing in the pit of his stomach. "I never asked you if you would accept the conditions, sensei. Although I admit, I am curious to see if I'll be able to achieve my results."
"So that's what it is? An experiment for your amusement?"
"Part of it is to satisfy my curiosity, yes. But the other part of it is on behalf of Class 3-A who has had enough of, pardon my language, your unresolved sexual tension." Akashi takes a moment to look in amusement at his teacher's blushing face. "I'll see you tomorrow, sensei."
"O-oi, Akashi!" Before Midorima could do anything Akashi has already turned around the corner, out of his sight, leaving no room for objections on his part.
The test will be held tomorrow. That gives his class only tonight and tomorrow morning to prepare and though he has faith in his teaching abilities, he knows that some students are inept at his subject. Some of them are bound to fail, right?
Right?!
The next day...test time...
Midorima pays close attention to his class as they take the test. Everyone is focused on their papers and none of them seem to be having a hard time. He knows that as a teacher he should be proud at seeing this, but the other part of him remembers Akashi's words from yesterday. What if, by some stroke of fate, his entire homeroom class, even those of lower intelligence, somehow passes the exam?
But that's ridiculous, he thinks. Fate has always been on Midorima's side. As long as he has today's lucky item, which for today is an abacus perched at the edge of his desk.
However, yesterday his lucky item mysteriously went missing and minutes after that he had his conversation with Akashi. Maybe that's why he didn't put up much of a fight against the redhead.
"Time's up. Pencils down. Pass your papers to the front."
The class lets out a collective sigh and for the next moments the only sound heard is of paper shuffling. Once Midorima has the papers in his hands, he checks over them to see if anyone is missing or if someone forgot to write their name. Satisfied, he bids them goodbye and leaves the room for his next class.
The next morning...7:30 am...
Impossible. Absolutely impossible. Abso-fucking-lutely imposible.
Akashi Seijuurō-100
Murasakibara Atsushi-97
Takao Kazunari-94
Kuroko Tetsuya-91
Kagami Taiga-87
Kise Ryōta-86
No, no, no, no, NO! Midorima looks through all the papers. Every single one of his students had a score between 85 to 100. Even the ones he knows sleeps through his class or skips classes on a daily basis have somehow managed to get a passing score in their chemistry test.
"Midorima-sensei, how did we do?"
Midorima looks up at the regulars of the basketball team who are the only occupants with him in the room. All of them have arrived early for his first period class, even the ones who are usually late.
"H-how?"
"It's amazing how much one can learn over the course of one night. Especially if you have the proper...method." Akashi directs his statement to Kagami and Kise who gulp at the pointed look Akashi gives them. Midorima notices that they both have bags under their eyes, probably from those 'methods' Akashi claimed.
Midorima feels a headache coming along and he rubs the bridge of his nose to ease it. "Damn brats..."
"Did you say something, sensei?"
Midorima just gives a long sigh. "Fine, you win. Again," he mumbles the last part, but Akashi hears him and and quirks his eyebrows in amusement.
As the rest of the class files inside they notice the aura of gloom surrounding their teachers desk. He barely looks up when they greet him a 'good morning.' Takao even tries to still his lucky item-a mini basketball-and he barely notices. Takao pouts and puts it back on the table.
At exactly 8 o'clock the class falls silent. It's already part of their routine to wait for the footsteps that will signal the arrival of Aomine. To their surprise, Midorima-sensei stands up and walks to the door as the footsteps draw near.
"Yo, Midori-"
Midorima grabs Aomine's collar, tugs him forward and presses his lips against his.
There is a collective gasp from the class, minus the basketball team who exchange high-fives.
Aomine's mind goes blank because-holy shit! Midorima Shintarō was kissing him! Before he could respond Midorima pulls away and looks at him. From up close Aomine could see the dark green outlining his irises and the pink flush across his cheeks. He feels his own cheeks go warm and realizes Midorima is still latching on his shirt.
"D-don't think anything of it! I just lost a bet." He closes the door in Aomine's face and trudges to the front of the class.
"Pencils out. We're having a surprise quiz."
"EH?!"
"But Midorima-sensei!" Kise protests. "We just had a test yesterday."
"And we're having a quiz today. Welcome to middle school. Quit complaining"
"But-!"
Midorima grabs the mini basketball and launches it at Kise. It hits him smack dab in the center of his forehead and causes him to fall out of his chair.
There is a moment of silence as the class processes this and Takao whistles. "Wow, sensei. Nice shot! I bet you'd make an excellent basketball player. Who knows? That might even impress Coach Ao-" Takao yelps as an eraser flies over his head.
Damn. Midorima-sensei has just lost his cool.
"Would anyone else care to make anymore comments?" Midorima asks.
His class stays silent.
"Good. Now, let's start the surprise quiz."