If don't own One Punch Man, nor do I own My Hero Academia. Each Franchise i owned by their respective owner..
ENJOY!
UA...
Yagi stood over within an inch of Aizawa's distance, standing straight, looking at the students.
He might be looking like he's focusing on his job, but in actuality, where his mind really is...
Wait, what was the name of that kid again? Dorya? Dory? Zeni Dory?
"As you can see, this buffoon over here will be staying as my teacher assistant over the course of your last semester, before you eventually graduate to class 2-A." Aizawa said.
"Might wanna chill with the name-calling there. Your kids might pick up your habits and become a group of invalidated delinquents." Yagi remarked. Aizawa brushed it off like the indifferent bitch he is.
"Hey, mister, your costume's lame!"
"Are you All Might, that fraud from over thirty years ago?"
"Are you kidding me? This is him?"
"Good gracious, he's even lamer in person!"
"If you didn't take the initiative and lied to our faces, your popularity wouldn't have went down the drain the way it did now!"
"Fucking loser!"
Yagi dryly stared at them, unphased by the cheap taunts.
These brats really need to get some hobby.
Aizawa slammed the desk, standing up as he replied to those nasty comments, "This man may be a nuisance, but you should know better to show some respect to your teachers. Be rational."
"With all due respect, Aizawa-sensei, isn't he just an assistant?"
"Yeah, how does that make him deserving of our respect in the first place?"
Aizawa shifted his eyes to the yellow jumpsuit wearing clown besides him, before turning his attention back to the students, "An assistant counts as a teacher in my book." He grinned.
"That..damn." A student was about to say something, but relented.
"Now, if you're done being a bunch of delinquents, let me give you the gist of today's homeroom." Aizawa said, "You will be spending your time for the rest of the hour trying to get to know the newest assistant in our faculty," He continued as he laid down on his sleeping bag, "While I take a nap."
"HUUUUUUUUUUHHHH?!" All the students there collectively screamed.
"Hey, hey," Yagi waved his arms around in the air, "It's not as bad as it seems. I'll even tell you about this newest videogame-"
"To hell with your videogames!"
"How about you tell us about how you're going to die instead!"
"To hell with that, how about we dissect your body first, you absolute scum?!"
That caught Yagi off guard. What the fuck?
"Jesus Christ, this classroom is full of loudmouthed idiots." Yagi slapped his forehead, "Okay, fine, do you want to learn about economy instead?"
"BIOLOGY! Teach us about biology, and not just any biology, I mean how your body works, so we can know the most vital-"
Yagi expressed the deadpan, "I don't know anything about biology."
"HOW ABOUT PORN?!"
Yagi was visibly uncomfortable. What the hell has he gotten himself into?
"Knowing you, you must be into those things, eh?!" One of the students grinned, "I know you like them! Judging by your expression, it is the undeniable truth!"
"I bet you like deepthro-"
"I'm out." Yagi decided that it was enough, "Oi, Shogun Mazawa-what's-it-now."
Aizawa unzipped the sleeping bag, revealing his peeking head, "What?"
"I didn't sign up to teach a bunch of weirdo's." Yagi deadpanned, "Can you assign me to other classes? Something more tamer than this?"
"You think you can go ahead and be a quitter now?" Aizawa narrowed his eyes, "In this school, you must surpass your limits, Plus Ultra style."
Yagi twitched his eyes uncontrollably, "Well I'm about to Plus Ultra this entire school into the sun if these kids keeps babbling about unsupervised sex tapes and deep...whatever that is."
Aizawa deviously grinned, "That's your problem to deal with. You're my assistant, after all. Try to tame them, and sooth their dirty little minds." He finished before zipping the sleeping bag again.
Yagi was left to fend for his own.
AAAAAAGGHH, I SHOULD'VE NEVER ACCEPTED!
...Chifuku
"You see here, Mountain Lady, her quirk is useful for combat, but when she's placed in the middle of a narrow place, like for example, an alleyway, or a street road, she would be at a huge disadvantage, because she would need to be careful on her movements, and that leaves the villains at an advantage." Izuku said, before opening another page, revealing an empty one, "I'm trying to work around on the solution, still haven't found it."
Jirou giggled, "I'm sure you will. You're the Midoriya Izuku, after all. A huge nerd."
"Nerds can't solve everything, can they?" Izuku laughed halfheartedly. Damn, it was fun, was it?
This whole thing made him feel like a living being once again, and not just some lonely, static nerd he used to be. He has someone to share his hobbies with without being called a creep or a stalker or any of the kind.
He can just freely be himself around her. Like he had never before.
The school bell rung, indicating that the students should promptly return to their respective classrooms.
Izuku and Jirou bumped their fists together as a friendly gesture, before walking away separately.
...
Yagi was finally done with his...
Teaching?
Assistant?
Punching bag?
Yeah, punching bag. That's the appropriate term. It's good that he's allowed to go home early. Usually, most of the teachers pack their things when the sun finally sets.
They didn't even try to train him first as a teacher. Their 'unrestricted school policy' makes him wanna puke. So basically, the teachers there are free to do whatever they please with their respective classrooms?
Things were really different to how it used to work back then.
He wondered why the old man let such a thing happen.
Yagi yawned, as he found a nearby bench to sit by. He needed some fresh air after all of that unneeded chaos.
Majima was away for a while, going into another town for some 'business' thing, now he had no one to play the games with.
Though he left some of his stuff back at his temporary home, but still. It felt lonely without him around.
The only contender he has is probably that brocolli kid, but he doesn't seem like the type to be interested in games. He's too bent in trying to become a hero.
Nevermind.
Ah well, maybe he should just go ho-
"HAHAHAHA! I AM THE ULTIMATE CLOUD MONSTER, HYDROMANIA! FOR CENTURIES, HUMANITY HAS POLLUTED MY DOMAIN, FOR THAT, I AM HERE TO BRING MY VENGEANCE UPON THESE ACCURSED LIFEFORMS THAT HAS BEEN SUCKING THE VERY LIFE FORCE OF THIS PLANET AWAY EVER SINCE THEIR EMERGENCE AS THE TOP OF THE FOOD CHAIN! A-"
A fist suddenly collided with his abdomen, sending him flying into the sky until he was nothing more than a single dot.
"Your drool's all over the place. Cut it off." Yagi remarked, his fist still in the air with the steam coming off of it.
...
"DEKU!"
Both Izuku and Jirou stopped moving.
Shit. It was him again.
Bakugou reached for the broccoli boy, grabbing him by his collar, "Did you fucking cheat your way on the daily test?! HUH?! How the fuck did you manage to get a score one point higher than me!?"
"I don't know, Kacchan, I just studied well." Izuku replied casually.
Jirou clenched her fists. She couldn't just stand here while this shmuck does this to her friend.
She took a step forward, before taking a swing at Bakugou's face, causing him to back off and recoil in pain, "AAARGH!"
"Jirou, no!" Izuku warned her.
"You should know better than to pick a fight with my friend, you idiot." Jirou shot with venom in her voice.
"HAAAAH?! What are you, his girlfriend?! This is between me and him! Keep your nose where it belongs, you fucking psychotic girl!" Bakugou screamed, approaching Jirou with a subtle crack of explosion in his palm.
Jirou stood firm, her expression never wavered. Apparently, she would stand up to someone if they messes with someone she held in high regard.
Except herself, huh?
"Kacchan, please leave her out of this." Izuku gently pushed Jirou back, "She's just concerned."
"Well she just disrespected me in front of these people, so I'll kill her!" Bakugou abrasively, a slight explosion erupted above his unclenched hands.
Jirou scoffed, her lips quirked into a smug smile, "Go ahead, pound your chest and try to intimidate me. As if I'm scared of you."
Bakugou stared into her eyes even deeper, his rage began to overtake his entire body. He should kill her. He really should.
However, suddenly, he relented, as he relaxen his muscles, turning his back away from them, "Whatever. I'll kill you both another day."
As Bakugou walked away, Izuku sighed in relief, before grabbing Jirou by her hand, "Jirou, don't do that next time. You scared me shitless."
"Did you just cuss?" Jirou asked, bewildered.
"When did I ever not?" Izuku raised his brow.
"Since like, all time, duh?" Jirou chuckled, "I'm liking this new side of you."
"What new side-?"
"The kind of side that gets protective when they see their friends in danger. Don't worry, the feelings mutual." Jirou smiled softly, "We should head home before the sun sets."
"Yeah. We really should." As both of them walked, Izuku asked her, "Hey, Jirou, if you don't mind, you should come over to my house sometime. Maybe in a week's time, since my mom's away for a while."
"Wait, you're home alone?" Jirou asked.
"Yeah, my mom's working abroad, and I don't know when she will be home, but I'm assuming it'll be a long while until she does get back. Do you mind?" Izuku asked.
"Aw, I don't mind. With that cute eyes of yours, there's no way I could resist." Jirou teased, causing a shade of pink to appear in either of Izuku's cheeks.
"But why in a week though?" Jirou asked, "I can just do it now."
"I just have something else to do at that time." Izuku replied.
"Oh." Jirou said, deciding not to pry anymore, "Good luck with that, then."
As they both continued to walk, they stopped at the spot where they usually separate from each other, the crossroads.
"See you later, Midoriya. Take care of yourself." Jirou said, lifting her fist.
Izuku complied, bumping his fist with her's, "Yeah, you too."
And then, they separated. That friendly gesture of theirs that they do whenever they separate..
Damn, it felt really good.
...Yagi's household
Another knock. Yagi was just finished with changing his attire and was about to take a short nap, and another knock ensues.
He sighed, before opening the doorknob, revealing the boy from yesterday standing in front of him.
"All Might Sensei!"
Yagi stared at the boy with a look of disinterest, "I didn't know you'd come this soon. I thought maybe like, you'd come to pester me in at least two days."
"I'm ready to train under you, no matter what it takes, I will-"
"Promptly exit my house area and come back the next day, thank you very much." Yagi interrupted.
Izuku gave the older man an unamused look.
"Look, I was just about to take my nap. My eyes are really begging me to go straight into the bed, so it'll have to wait for another day." Yagi replied.
"But, All Might-Sensei, as your disciple-"
An idea suddenly popped into Yagi's mind.
"Oh!" Yagi interrupted, "You know, what if, instead of training, you can accompany me for the night?"
Izuku raised his brow, "Uh, what?"
"You see," Yagi scratched his hair, "I'm kind of a lonely mess right now so I figured I could ask you for a favour, in exchange for my uhm...training session, you can stay in my-" Yagi went silent in sudden realisation, "Nevermind, forget I asked. Your parents might be looking for you and people will mistake me for a kidnapper."
He could really use a few slaps right now for being an idiot.
"Wait, no!" Izuku hastily inclined the offer, "I came here to ask you if I can stay in your house for a little while as well!"
"Wait, what?" Yagi raised his brow, "Kid, you got a few screws loose if you think you can just-"
"By staying in your house," Izuku began to ramble, "I can do more than just follow your training. I can observe the way you move, how much calories you consume, how you sleep-"
"Dude, why are you so creepy?" Yagi asked.
"I can also study your daily routines, it might help me find the key to how you become so strong without turning yourself into a mysterious being." Izuku said, "With that said, there is also the matter of-"
"Okay, okay, stop!" Yagi shook his head in frustration, "You can live in my house, but NOT permanently, okay?! And also, did you tell your parents about this?"
"None of my parents are home right now. They're both overseas." Izuku replied.
"Sheesh, and here I was overthinking." Yagi sighed, before asking one last question, "Did you bring a toothbrush?"
TO BE CONTINUED