Colour Coded (BNHA fanfic ft my OC)

Chapter 41

 Emi needed time off, Joel knew that. Even though the ability to clone almost anything is pretty cool but cloning your own father can have its drawbacks. So he decided to leave her in her own thoughts. It was a nice night, a bit cloudy but still a lovely evening. Emi was leaning against a tree in the forest arena, it was nice. She still feels a little dizzy but decided to just shrug it off and listen to music.

" Eraser Head, one of your students is outside after valid hours. Get to it." The small droid said alerting the tired teacher.

" Seriously?" He said more to himself. He swore that if it's Bakugo or Midoriya again he'll extend their sentence.

" Oi, Aizawa...What's going on? Oh, can I come too?" Present Mic asked having nothing else to do, had now volunteered to come along. Oh joy... He grunted but allowed Mic to join anyway. They walked leisurely to the forest area, Mic urged them to hurry up because of several reasons. 1 : It's raining, 2 : It's a forest, 3 : BUGS and 4 : It's muddy and Princess Hizashi Yamada does not like to get dirty. " Which one is that?" He said gesturing to the figure beneath the tree. Aizawa sighed and called out.

" Hey, don't you know what time it is?" He said approaching her. " Hey!" No answer, not even a single movement. Something was definitely wrong. He hurried over to her and tried to shake her awake. " Hinata, get up. If you're gonna sleep, do it in your room." She didn't answer, he checked her pulse. She's still with them, this was an involuntary rest. She must've lost consciousness or fainted somehow. He scooped her up and carried her back to dorms.  After a while, she came to with tired eyes and a loud banging in her head.

" Hey, girl." Mic said smiling, noticing that she was awake. " You've got one hell of a fever. Recovery Girl said that you'll need a lot of rest, so you probably won't be able to go to school at this rate." Emi wanted to speak but Mic wouldn't allow. " Hush, rest. I've seen you're record kid. You work hard but you also need to take it easy once in a while. Got it?" She didn't have the energy to argue so she just nodded.

" What were you doing after hours in the rain?" Aizawa asked in a harsher tone as he placed a cup of tea on her desk. " Getting yourself sick, overworking when you know you can't and endangering yourself in the process. Your health condition could've gotten worse, god knows if you'd even be able to live if it did. What kind of hero are you going to be if you let yourself fall ill and trouble others around you? You'd be a worthless asset to your team." She looked away and didn't meet his gaze. Any strength she had to speak was diminishing with every word.

" Hey, Shota. Go easy on the kid...For all we know, she might've just didn't notice she was sick." Hizashi said in a low tone to calm down his husband. Aizawa took a deep breath and sighed deeply.

" Hinata. Emi, listen. I know you're stronger than you look but you have to take care of yourself. It's not worth risking your life to save others when you can't help yourself." He placed a hand on her forehead and let out a breath. " You're burning up. I won't allow you to attend class until you've fully recovered. I'll task someone to hand you notes while you rest, in the meantime. You are hereby put under house arrest...at least until you're better..Understood?" Emi stared for a moment and gave a very rare and soft smile. She nodded as the gentle smile decorated her face. Aizawa got up to leave but stopped half way.

" Sensei," She spoke softly, he turned his head slightly and made a sound of paying attention. " Thanks..." She fell fast asleep as soon as she finished. Aizawa returned with a small smile and pulled up the blanket to cover her.

" You'd make a great dad.." Hizashi said smiling. " Eyyy, you're smiling~"

" Shut up. I'm not." He said sharply as he quickened his pace to leave. " Come on, let's get back to grading papers."

" Aw, don't deny it...I know you absolutely LOVE your students. They're practically your kids."

" SHUT UP."

" But Babe~, who knows... One of 'em might even call you dad one day. Like how you called our old homeroom teacher-" He did not dare to finish that sentence as Aizawa's hair rose and his eyes glowing red, glaring at him. " Right, sorry. I..I went too far. Forgive me, okay?" Aizawa grunted and kept walking, Hizashi smiled as he knew that meant that he was forgiven.