Scars (Aizawa x Reader)

I'm back!

You were sitting on the windowsill, looking through the glass, at the playing and laughing students. The smile on your face just showed up automatically, remembering the good, old days. Or as you would call them from the time perspective. Your eyes shifted into a blonde man, who was sitting at one of the sits at the tables in principle's office. He has changed through those ten years, that you haven't seen him. He seemed more calm and serious, when Tsukauchi Naomasa, was presenting police statement on the mission that you participated in, since the last time you were in this room. You felt a sense of guilt, when eyes of your old friend, met with yours, making you turn to the window, once again.

There were about ten pro heroes present at the meeting, meaning that there were some missing. But you didn't really care about the others, it was that one, who you cared mostly about, and was missing. Not like it made you sad... on the contrary. It was better for you that Eraserhead was absent. You weren't really sure, what you could tell him, when you would finally see him. Not like he would actually care much, knowing from how he was in High School, but he still, probably, waited for some kind of explanations.

But it wasn't the time to think about it. You turned around, when you heard your name. You looked at Nezu, who gave you a concern look, when you didn't say anything.

- Sorry, what was that?- you asked blindly, feeling the irritated looks of the others, on yourself.

- Are you OK?yo- ur eyes turned to look at All Might, who was still in his 'other' form. Apparently staff at U.A. were informed about his 'special' condition. You wandered whether him, being a teacher in this school, was just his idea, or Nezu made him work here. You knew how snippy, he could be, if he wanted something.

 - Yeah, apologies, memories just struck my head"  you answered, walking away from the window, standing in front of everyone. You never liked to be in a spot. You preferred to work in shadow, away from cameras, and eyes of the people. You did not care about the achievements or people's love. You never really fit into a dictionary definition of a hero... Maybe that's why you never, truly, became one- but if I'm honest, I don't really understand, why I'm here- you looked at Present Mic, who couldn't help, but chuckled, hearing your words. It made you feel a little better. At least one of your last, long friends, didn't feel like hating you.

 - Y/N-san, please tell me you are joking!- said the police officer, who surprisingly didn't even looked mad, more like amused- I just spend half an hour to discuss our current situation...

- Which is? - you asked, putting on a serious face - of course I did not ignore you, Tsukauchi-san- you continued, sitting on the verge of the desk, next to Nezu and All Might- I just truly don't understand, what do you expect me to do...

- Absolutely nothing, that's the point...- he started, with a visible discomfort in his eyes, when he looked at you- Tsuragamae-san asked you to stand by- you looked at the man, not ruly understanding.

- Stand by? You mean don't get involved ?!- you raised your voice, starting to understand what is the point of your presence in here. You stood up and took a step forward- I would like to remind you, that this is MY mission, assigned to ME by this man- you pointed to the principal, who didn't seem like stopping your outburst- ten years ago, I got permission from the police for this mission, so yeah, please tell me what is the reason, of such a situation?!- you stood just few steps away from the detective, who didn't look cushily with your close presence. You almost never screamed or took physical actions, if not forced to, but yeah it was easy to make you angry, especially, when someone tried to make an idiot out of you, which you hated the most.

-Police is onto some villain organisation, which may or may not concern your father, which comes to, not concerning your mission- you growled under your mouth, which the detective, took as a chance to continue- because we do not know what connections your father may have with this organisation, we would appreciate, if you would step away from your current mission...- he looked at you, trying to examine your decision. You perfectly knew, that this poor man was probably just delivering her a message, and the only person you should be angry at is this shitty Dog-faced guy...

- For how long?- you asked, stepping back a little, to the detective's happiness.

- We don't know, but may be from a month to couple of years- you flinched, hearing the last phrase- however....- you gave him an interested look, hearing uncertainty in his voice- it doesn't mean that we wouldn't need your help...

- I am not a hero!- you jumped in, with a higher voice, understanding where this would lead- we have established that ten years ago...

- You did finish this school, and you have a right to work as...

- I'm an anti-hero!- you snapped, not happy about the direction, this conversation took.

- Yeah, everyone in a school heard that- you twitched, hearing a too much familiar voice, behind you. You turned around seeing a tall man, with long black hair, tired look on his face and dark clothes, with a white scarf, which he started to wear after High School. Your heart skipped a beat, when you looked at your friend, who didn't seem even remotely surprised seeing you. He just walked into the room, and sit next to Present Mic, who send him one of his smiles.

- Well, if the whole school heard it, Eraserhead, I hope that the police did as well- you continued, turning around to the man. You didn't want to show that yougave up, and HIS appearance had made you weak. No, not now. You needed to fight. You were mad, that the deal you had with the Police, was now being broken.

- Hear him out, Y/N- it was the first time Nezu, decided to step in- we need you- your eyes widened hearing his serious voice. Someone like him, was hardly when as stern, which meant, that the situation was serious.

- To be honest we don't care how you call yourself, whether you are anti-hero or not, but we need your quirk and skills, not a skill of anti-hero, but yours, LifeTaker!

- DON'T CALL ME LIKE THAT!- you screamed, making everyone jumped in surprise. There... you snapped for real. You hated this name, and you didn't know why the detective called you like that. The name given to you by THIS man, was hated by you more than anything- Apologies- you added calming yourself down- just please don't use this name in front of me- you said, closing your eyes, and seating again at the verge of the desk- OK, please tell, what do you expect from me- you asked, knowing, that there is no way, that you would be able to continue your mission after this, if you don't lend them your helping hand.

- We just want you to be around and help whenever you can... and to do that- the man looked at Nezu, who jumped right at your arm, as he did before, even when you still went to school.

- We decided that you will be working here.

- WE? WHO WE?- you asked with sour tone, looking at the Mouse/Bear with anger- and how do you think it would work? I hate kids!

- You're not the only one- you turned to look at smiling Mic, who was hugging his friend, who seemed like about to fall asleep- but it doesn't mean that he's a bad teacher!

- I will be!- you looked with fear to Nezu- don't do this to me, please- you could swear you've noticed a psychopath's smile, showing on his lips, and you cursed under the mouth, knowing that it is practically a done deal- what about media? They wouldn't be happy with a school like U.A. to hire someone like me!

- We hired Aizawa, so you can't be worse!- you forced yourself not to burst out laughing, seeing Shota's face, when the blonde, once again, decided to use him as an example.

- Hizashi is making valid points- Nezu added, which brought some small laughs in the class- but what's more important, we would use someone like you. There may be students who would like to do undercover missions like you, so...

- You want me to teach them how to kill bastards like my father?- you felt shivers on your back, when the room was filled with complete silence. You took a step too far, way too far.

- Y/N being a hero is not about killing...

- Sure, when you're a great All Might, and with one punch you can defeat anyone- you barked, looking at the man, who stood up, and looked at you with seriousness. It seemed weird, seeing him like that. An always smiling hero, was now, being too serious as himself- life is not always as easy as you think, OK?- you turned and look at all the gathered people- what you try to teach those kids is not what they're gonna get, when they leave this school. What if they would need to kill to survive?

- Then teach them this- everyone looked at Aizawa, whose voice sounded like, he just woke up- those kids may need some cold shower, and this does not seem like a bad idea, at all- you looked at your friend with surprise. But on the other hand, you always had a similar way of thinking, so if anyone would be able to understand you, then he was the only one here. You could see an angry look on All Might's face, knowing, that he is not happy with where this conversation is heading.

- As long as you're not gonna give the practical classes on how to kill, I don't mind- you turned and gave principal a surprised but somehow amused look. You turned to see that the detective seemed like he decided to give up on the method, as long as you say 'yes'. You didn't know why, but it made your stomach twitch, when you thought of coming back here. The only place, you could call home, when you turned 14. It was here, where you learned all that you needed to know about the world, and its here that you made friends, that even after 10 years you still loved to bits. You looked on smiling Mic, who was giving you a thumbs up, and Aizawa, who... well he actually looked like he fell asleep, which didn't surprise you, but made you happy, that he hasn't changed that much.

- Fine- you noticed, how the policeman's brows raised and you turned to him- fine I'll help you, but in return, I will be able to continue my mission after the police's investigation- he nodded and you both shook hands, as a sign of a done deal.

- Wait, Wait!- you turned to look at All Might, who stood up- Nezu-san let's think that through! Those kids are not ready to learn about those things...

- So when will they be?- you asked walking towards him. You put your hands on the table and leaned forward, making your distance smaller- you can't really learn anything when you're dead!

- Killing others doesn't have to be the only way out!- he said in tougher toner, keeping his eyes on you.

- I never said it has to be, dear Toshinori-san!- you said smiling to him, showing your white teeth- but its one of many ways out, that sometimes you just need to use... or at least be aware of!

- They are still kids!- he said, starting to understand that he's standing in the losing corner.

- Who are gonna become heroes after they leave those four walls! Toshi, please I always admired your kind heart, but it's time to grow up- saying this, you turned around and started heading towards exist- am still needed here?- you smiled seeing Nezu shaking his head. You smiled to Mic and left the room, feeling as your anxiety started to built with every rough questions. You didn't expect it to turn around like that. It just hit you, what you agreed to. You turned into one of the corridors, and sat on the floor, trying to slow down your beating heart, which felt like, was close to leaving the cage of your ribs. Your panic attacks were always a thing for you, and thankfully they weren't as bad as they were when you were a child. Thankfully you were able to hide them from everyone, even your closest friends.

- You alright?- you looked up, and smiled, trying to hide a state you really were at. The blonde was looking at you with happy expression and a big smile on his lips. You stood up, and before you realised he jumped towards you, and hugged you, burying your face in his chest. You froze for a moment, and then you hugged him back, feeling tears appealing in your eyes. You closed them tight, to make sure that they won't fall, and hid your face even more. You could have sworn, that he smelt the same as he did those ten years ago. Oh, how much you missed him. His happy aura and this bright smile. He was like a sun, in your life full of shadows and miserable failures. He pulled you away from him, at arms distance and looked at you with mix of concern and happiness - Shit, you're beautiful!- you laughed a little giving him a gentle smack on the shoulder- seriously, you changed! I'm happy you're back- you felt warm spreading through your body, hearing his words- apologies, but Aizawa needed to head back, he had a patrol tonight- you nodded your head and felt a little blush when he hugged you again- I missed you- you felt shivers on your back, hearing his calm voice whispering into your ear. Oh how much you loved this man. He was your best friend and someone you felt comfortable with. Even after those years you still cared for him, and wanted to get a drink and tell him everything. You saddened knowing, that no matter what, you couldn't tell him everything. Not about your mission, nor yourself. But you felt good, that he is here.

- OK, Hizashi I need to go get some hotel room booked for tonight- you said, taking a step back.

- You need to get yourself a proper flat now- he said, walking to the nearest hotel- since you're back- you looked at him and smiled a little. He leaned and kissed you on a cheek, like he used to do in High School and left. You smiled, and touched your chest, feeling your heart beat like hell.

- Yes, I'm back !