"Tomorrow was the day of the entrance exam; I wonder what kind of people will become the students and future heroes of 1A. One thing is for sure, it's going to be an interesting year like it's every time it's the start of a year."
"Hey Aizawa, do you have a moment?" One of the teachers of UA peaked inside Aizawa's office, she had short and messy layered copper hair that ended at the base of her neck. Aizawa turned to the female teacher, lowering the paper that he was grading. The tired teacher nodded which causing her to beam, a fang was visible while her grin reached her cat like eyes. Her eyes were yellow with slit pupils, cat ears twitched as a tail curled behind her. Aizawa sighed before smirked, a bit happy as he knew that not much takes to make the female teacher happy or overjoyed. The copper-haired teacher closed the door behind her before she moved to the desk where Aizawa sat. Saito wanted to catch Aizawa before she went back to her own office to work on some papers from her students. As school had ended for the day, students were walking in the hallways. Saito glanced at the door for a moment, listening to the students before turning to Aizawa.
"How can I help you, Saito?" The female teacher stepped back and leaned against the edge of the desk, as Aizawa picked the paper back up. Saito folded her arms over her chest while her tail moved slightly with a curl at the end, a fang poking out.
"I just have a question about the entrance exam tomorrow." Aizawa hummed in response as he lifted another piece of paper while he placed the other one to the side.
"Do we both have to be there?" Aizawa lowered the paper as he turned to stare at Saito, with a slight frown.
"Not necessary, why you ask, Saito?" The copper-haired teacher sighed before she turned to the black-haired teacher with a tired and saddened look in her eyes.
"Tomorrow is the 26th." Aizawa closed his eyes in return, before he turned back to his paper. Saito could see the understanding in Aizawa's eyes, and his tense shoulders. The copper-haired teacher reached out and placed a hand on his shoulder, trying to give him some comfort and to get some in return.
"I have already asked Nezu for the day off, tomorrow. Which he allowed since he knows why."
"If I could come with you, Saito..." The female teacher turned to the black-haired teacher, with a knowing expression in her eyes. If the two of them have the 26th of February off, they normally spend the day together, but this year is different as they are going to be the homeroom teachers of the new class of UA and one of them should be there at the entrance exam. Aizawa reached up and rested his hand on top of Saito's as he lowered the paper, for a long moment; the pair were quiet.
"I know but you need to be at the entrance exam, to take a look at the new students." The male teacher nodded while Saito pushed herself of the edge of the desk, the copper-headed woman took a step towards the door.
"See you around, Aizawa."
"See you later, Saito." The female teacher waved at him as she walked towards the door, she closed it behind her. Aizawa leaned back in his chair, laying the paper that he was grading down. Closing his eyes while he ran a hand down his face, not liking that he wouldn't be able to go with her tomorrow. His glance turned to the door as he let out a sigh, before turning back to his work, he wanted to finishing grading papers before leaving for the day.
A few hours later, Saito was looking through the returned assignments from her students in 3-D, her bag was ready packed and she was almost ready to go home for the night. Her ears twitched right before she heard a knock on the door to her office, her tail curled at the end as the door opened and Aizawa peaked inside.
"Saito, are you ready to go?" The copper-haired teacher nodded as she stacked the papers together and placed the stack into her bag, she stepped over to the door with a smile. Saito stared up at Aizawa, craning her neck back. The black-haired teacher reached down while he lifted his hand and placed it on her cheek, Saito found the light switch and turned it off while she closed her eyes. The copper-haired teacher felt the stubble against her lips when Aizawa pressed his lips to hers, Saito's tail gave a happy flick while she pulled him closer to her as his free hand pressed against her spine. The female teacher pulled back, running her hand through his hair and gave him a smile. A smile that he returned, he stepped back to allow her to walk out from her office. Saito locked the door, Aizawa held out his elbow for the feline teacher to take. They were the last ones to leave UA, as usually outside Nezu who lived at an apartment inside the walls of the school. The couple left the school building and walked out past the entrance gate, which closed behind them.
Aizawa and Saito talked quietly about their day with each other as they walked towards their home, they have lived together for five years, close to six. Aizawa had basically moved in with her after she got injured during an undercover mission about two months before their weeding, he wanted to take care of her as she recovered from the injures. Once they were near their place, Saito stopped walking which causing Aizawa to stop as well. He turned to her with a questioned expression, Saito's tail flicked low.
"Shouta, tomorrow night, could we order in?" The black-haired teacher stared at his partner as he blinked in surprise before softening in understanding. Saito's ears flattened against her head as she turned her glance to the ground.
"Of course, Atsushi. " The feline teacher lifted her gaze in surprise and slight confusion, the tired looking teacher gave her a smile while he lifted his hand and rested it on her chin.
"Thank you, Shouta." Saito's tail gave a flick as her ears lifted while she beamed with a fang poking out, Shouta leaned closer and pressed his lips to hers. Saito's free hand lifted, she rested it on his chest, over his chest. At work, the couple prefers to use their last names, Atsushi kept her family after they got married. She has always preferred to use her last name instead of her first name, even more for the past seven years.
"Let's go home, Atsushi." Aizawa stared down at the feline teacher who nodded with a smile and a flick of her tail.
"Yes, Shouta."
Some time had passed after the couple got home to their place, Saito was sitting at the dining table, looking at the assignments from her students with a pen in her hand and her chin in the other. Aizawa was cutting some peeled potatoes for a stew, a basket with washed and prepared vegetables. He wore an apron on with the words 'kiss the cook', it was a gag gift from their best friend, Hizashi when he stopped by Saito's place after Aizawa moved in. They changed into comfortable clothes, Saito was wearing one of Aizawa's long sleeved shirt and a pair of baggy leggings with her hair tied back. While the black-haired teacher wore a sleeveless shirt and a pair of sweatpants, with his hair tied back into a low bun.
"When are you going tomorrow?" Aizawa asked as he stirred in the pot after adding the cut vegetables. Saito put one of the assignments to the side, having graded it and picked another one up.
"Around ten in the morning, what are you making?" Saito's eyes moved down the page, Aizawa stared at her over his shoulder.
"Nikujaga." The feline teacher sniffed the air lightly, the aroma filled the air gently while the black-haired teacher made quick work of the onions and carrots before adding the vegetables to the pot.
"It sounds and smells tasty, Shouta." Her hand reached out and caught a piece of pork, she raised a brow in slight confusion. Aizawa smirked as he turned back to the stove, Saito hummed while she popped the pork into her mouth.
"You like to eat raw meat due to your quirk, Atsushi." The answer brought a smile to her lips, Saito's tail flicked and curled at the end with a fang poking out past her lip. Aizawa was right since her quirk is feline claw, it contains of her being more cat like than human. Even when she looks human except for her eyes, tail, and ears. But she can transform into an anthropomorphic cat when using her quirk, or a normal cat if needed to.
"Catch, Shouta." Saito threw something at Aizawa who lifted a hand and caught in his hand, he glanced at the item, his eyedrops. The black-haired teacher sighed before leaning his head back and squeezed the bottle, letting some drops fall into his eyes. He blinked a couple of times to get the liquid around his eyes, he placed the bottle on the spice rack before giving Saito a smile in thanks. Saito continued to grade the assignments while Aizawa moved to wash the rice, the couple liked the comfortable silence that they were in. Sometime later, Saito's phone started ringing. The copper-haired woman picked her phone up and answered it, Aizawa glanced over his shoulder at his partner. He smiled as he turned back to the stove, living together have been surprisingly easy and comfortable. It's probably because of their many years of knowing each other, first as classmates than friends which turned into best friends before they became partners in everything.
"Hello, Saito here."
"Hi Saito, it is Toshinori. Am I interrupting something?" Saito stood up and went over to the window, she stared out over the city as she folded her free arm across her chest. Her tail flicked before wrapping around her leg.
"No, you aren't, Toshinori. I was just working on some homework from my students."
"I see, well are you going to be at the entrance exam tomorrow?" Saito could hear the question in Toshinori's voice, her ears slightly flattened as her lids closed halfway.
"No, I got the day off. I have an errand to do, why do you ask Toshinori?"
"I was just wondering, Saito. Well, I was hoping that we could catch up since it has been a while that we have seen each other." Saito sighed quietly, she knows that he was right; it has been a while since she and Toshinori had seen each other. They haven't been able to seen each other for about a year now, Saito visited Toshinori in America about a year ago. They have been friends for years, Toshinori ran into her literally, one day. Saito had been on vacation to visit some friends that had moved to America, after they have finished high school.
"I understand, Toshinori but since you are going to be a teacher at UA. We are going to have a lot of time to catch up, at a later time." Aizawa had turned down for the heat and walked over to the feline teacher, he wrapped his arms around her waist and pulled her close. Saito's tail curled around Aizawa's leg as she placed her free hand on top of his, the black-haired teacher rested his chin on her shoulder.
"I know, I guess I will be seeing you around then, Saito."
"Yeah, see you around Toshinori." The phone call ended; Saito placed her phone into her pocket. Before she leaned back into his embrace, enjoying and loving the closeness of her partner.
"Dinner will be ready in about ten minutes, Atsushi."
"Sounds good, Shouta." Aizawa pulled her hair to the side and lightly pressed his lips to the crook of Saito's neck, it caused a shiver to ran down her spine and her knees buckled. Saito's tail tightened around Aizawa's leg, and her ears flattened while a blush appeared on her cheeks. It caused the black-haired teacher to smirk; Saito felt the smirk against her skin. Her mouth fell open as her eyes closed halfway, Aizawa enjoyed that he is cable of making Saito flustered as she normally is professional and strict at work. It is rare for him to see her like this, Saito turned around in his arms before she wrapped her arms around his neck and pulled him close. She decided to turn it around on him instead, Aizawa grinned when he understood what she wanted to do. His hands moved to her hips and gripped her tightly, her tail curled at the end as she leaned closer and pressed her lips to his. Aizawa closed his eyes with a soft moan, the sound caused Saito's ears to twitch slightly. Her lips lifted into a smirk, she licked Aizawa's lips, asking for entrance. The underground hero allowed it, wrapping his arms around her waist. One hand on her shoulder blade and the other on the low of her spine, he pulled her even closer. Saito's nose twitched slightly; she pulled an inch away from Aizawa who stared at her with surprise and frustration.
"I think that dinner is ready." The black-haired teacher stepped over to the stove and stirred around in the pot. Saito followed and wrapped her arms around his waist, her tail flicked. Aizawa rested his free hand on top of hers, he lifted the wooden spoon up so Saito could taste it.
"Here, Atsushi." The feline teacher opened her mouth and let Aizawa to tilt the spoon slightly, her tail flicked happily. It was delicious, the taste of pork and vegetables in the soup of the stew was filling. She hummed in approval, Aizawa smiled as he asked her to get two bowls and a spoon for each of them. The feline teacher gathered the stack of assignments and put them to the side, before going to get the bowls and spoons. The bowls suited them, her bowl had a stretching black cat that she got from her partner while the underground hero's bowl had an orange cat in a sleeping bag. Aizawa placed the pot on the table, as Saito took a seat. The female teacher let her partner serve her, the black-haired teacher smiled as he filled her bowl with stew. The couple enjoyed the meal while they made some small talk, about the new students and the entrance exam.
The day had turned to night, Saito was leaning against the railing of the balcony with her arms crossed, a cigarette between her fingers on her right hand. Her tail flicked low as she stared out at the city, her apartment was in the richer parts of town and on the twentieth floor so the view of the city is amazing with the setting lowering behind some the higher buildings. Her thoughts turned to the errand that she has tomorrow, this year marks the seventh year since that day. She took a drag from the cigarette, the copper-haired teacher remembered how after it happened, she left her role and title as an underground hero. She disappeared and went into hiding; she didn't want anything to do with anyone and expressly not any hero. But after some months Aizawa found her and over about nine months, he convinced her to return; not as an underground but as a teacher instead. After that she got employed at UA as a teacher and have been there since then, during the years she got even more closer to Aizawa. And eventually entered a relationship with the black-haired teacher and got married to him, these years since their wedding have been wonderful and amazing. Saito's ears twitched as she felt Aizawa step out on to the balcony, he walked over to her and placed his hands on the railing on either side of her. Saito shifted her weight a little, at the moment she didn't feel comfortable with being trapped even if it's Aizawa. The black-haired teacher took a step to the side, letting go of the railing as he felt her tense slightly.
"Shouta… sorry." Saito muttered as she took another drag of the cigarette, still keeping her eyes on the city lights. The underground hero sighed, turning to look at her.
"Don't be, Atsushi. But if you are done with smoking, would you come to bed?" Aizawa asked, placing his hands on the railing. Saito glanced at him from the corner of her eye while taking a last inhale of the cigarette, exhaling as she turned her head to stare at the black-haired teacher. The couple stared at each other for a long moment before Saito nodded once as she put out the cigarette. Aizawa held out a hand towards her, letting her have the choice to take his hand if she wanted to. The copper haired retired hero reached out and laced her fingers with Aizawa's, pulling him to her and brought him into a kiss. He sighed softly as he closed his eyes, Saito rested her free hand on his cheek, the black-haired teacher could feel the metal from her rings on his skin. Aizawa placed his hand on her hip, he lightly traced a circle on her skin as Saito deepened the kiss. she wanted him to know how much she loves him.
Saito was sitting up against the headboard of hers and Aizawa's bed, their sheet resting loosely over her hips. She leaned an elbow on her bent knees with a cigarette in her other hand, her partner was asleep next to her. Aizawa was laying on his stomach with the sheet resting across the low of his back, Saito glanced at him while taking a drag from her cigarette. Her eyes traced the tattoo that he got a couple years ago, the design was a simple outline of a koi fish curling slightly. Saito got the counter partner of the koi fish tattooed, not long after he got his. It was fitting to get that since she and Aizawa are partners, have been for years. Since ever they graduated high school, it has always been the two of them along with Hizashi and Oboro. The plans that the four of them made for the future, how things were different back then. No one can predict the future or what would have happened, that things would turn out to be so different from what they thought. Her glance turned to the opened widow; the sun had started to rise. Faint colors of yellow and pink blended with the navy-blue night sky as the night turned to morning. A hand reached out and rested on her knee, she turned her eyes back to her partner who was staring at her. The underground hero sat up and moved closer to Saito, he wrapped an arm around her shoulder as she took another drag.
"Bad night?" It was the second time today that Saito had lightened a cigarette, she only smokes when she has a bad day or night. To him, it's better that she smokes a cigarette every now and then instead of doing something else or worse.
"Yeah."
"Come here." Aizawa brought her closer, holding her tight. She crushed the last part of the cigarette in the ash tray on her bed table, before leaning against Aizawa's chest. Saito rested her hand on top of Aizawa's arm, her tail flicked slightly at the end as she nuzzled the side of his neck.
"If I had known what would happen in the coming months, then I would have prepared the students of 1A better to handle it."
Hey Everyone, so I have edited this chapter to fit better with what I have planned for Saito and Aizawa and along with the timeline of this chapter. The next chapter will be about how Saito, Aizawa, Hizashi, Yamada and Oboro were like in their high school years. Every other chapter of this story and the rest of the series will be about their past, to get a inside view into their relationships (not just Saito and Aizawa but also the rest of their group.) and their past.
On that note, I am working on the outlines and scripts of my stories, right it's the Alchemist and the Ishvalen, Homeroom teachers and Unsaid which is a fruits basket fanfic.
Take care and stay safe, till next time.