Scars (Aizawa x Reader)

Mask

You opened your eyes, feeling like you've not slept for ages. You sat on the bed and sighed. You managed to book a room in one of the nearby hotels. It was nothing high classed. A medium sized room with a small bathroom, a mini kitchen, a bed, closet and a desk. You didn't need more. It's not like you spend here any time more, than just the nights. You booked it for a week, just in case, you will not be able to get a flat somewhere in town. Mic was right, you needed one, if you were meant to stay here longer.

You stood up and scanned yourself in the small mirror. Your e/c eyes looked swollen from the lack of sleep, and you long h/c hair were in mess. You took some clothes out of the backpack you always wore with yourself and went into the shower, taking some time, with cold, refreshing water falling on your tensed shoulders.

Yesterday was nothing you expected. When you got information from Nezu and the Police, to meet with them, you thought it's gonna be one of those reports days. But now you were standing in a hotel room, thinking on how the hell, were you supposed to teach kids. You were lying yesterday. You didn't hate them, they just... you didn't know how to behave in front of them. You didn't know how to tell them that the life they expect as heroes is not really so great. But on the other hand, should you? Till second grade of high school you desperately wanted to become a hero, even though you knew, you had no chance. Not with your past, not with this quirk.

You looked at your hands and sighed deeply. Nothing changed. You still feel the same as you felt in High school. A quirk you hated, was nothing but a part of you, which you couldn't get rid of. You felt spasm in your heart, when a thought of THIS name come to your mind. Maybe it does suit you... after all you are a LifeTaker...

You stood out from the shower, making yourself ready for the upcoming day. You put the same suit as you always wear on the missions. If nothing changed in U.A. this is how the teachers dress. But the question was... what were you even supposed to do... The talk yesterday just finished in a middle of nowhere, and you weren't sure, if what was told then, was actually true.

You took some necessary stuff with you, and hid the backpack under the bed. It wasn't easy to get rid of the old habits. You left the room, and started walking towards the school. It was still early and you were sure, that there was no way that any students were in. You stopped in front of the gate and looked up, at the big, gold sign. It brought memories, and you had to admit, that they were good. Looking back in time, you miss those days. You would probably do some things differently. Your hand went into your neck and grabbed a silver necklace. You took off your glove, and opened in, looking at the small picture in it.

- You still have it?- you automatically closed it and put it back under your shirt. You looked up and noticed black, tired eyes looking at you. You put the glove on and you smiled a little.

- Of course I do- you answered, feeling like your heart about to bump out your chest. He was standing next to you. He got taller, and his hair grow longer. The scarf, he started to use just after the graduation, was still on his neck. And his hero costume did not change a thing since they ordered it together. You could even see highlights of the yellow googles you bought him, as a gift. You remember his face, when you brought them. Needless to say, he was not impressed.

You looked at his neck, trying to see if he wears it as well, but you couldn't see a thing, because of the scarf. You didn't want to ask him either, as it just felt out of place. But you wanted to know if he still had it, if he...

- I do – you looked at him surprised, but he didn't bother answering. He just started heading to the school, not caring about the security or anything that he passed. You smiled a little and followed him. He did. He still had it...

But seriously. This mind reading thing was scary!

Without saying anything you walked into teaching room after him. To be honest you have never been in here, and it was more normal than you expected. There was a table, a fridge and a...

-A... Aizawa- you looked at the man, cuddled in a yellow bag, already ready to sleep- are you OK?

- I finished patrol an hour ago, need sleep- you took a good look at him. Yeah he looked more tired than normally. What were you expecting... He was doing two jobs and the same time; being a hero and a teacher wasn't easy. He must be exhausted. You smiled a little to yourself, seeing his sleeping, calm face. Curls of his hair, fall into his face, making him look totally harmless.

You turned around and left the room, letting him relax. You felt a weird warm, when you were with him. It was different from when you spoke to Mic. You were nervous. You felt bad, not being able to look him straight into his eyes. What you did to him those ten years ago was awful, and you're not sure, if he would ever let it slide.

-Y/N?- you turned around, hearing a voice of a person you were looking for. The principle was looking at you with a surprised look, but soon after that, smiled and opened the office, letting you in- is something wrong?- you looked at him, not sure, if his question was pure theoretical.

- Well, you forced me to teach here, so it would be nice to know what I am expected to do- you barked a little irritated with the whole situation. You were hoping, that he will be able to tell you everything, when you come today, but it seemed like nothing is scheduled.

- I want you to be an adviser for kids. We have some in school, but still not enough- you raised an eyebrow and smiled a little, in a hasty manner.

- Do you really want me to be an adviser ? Me? Come on, Nezu-san, I am the last person, who should give any assistance to those kids.

- You haven't changed much, have you?- you crinkle your eyes at him, letting him finish, before you say what you think- you still look down on yourself, right?- you budged, tightening your fist- you have that image in your head about yourself, that you just can't get rid of, right?

- You have no idea, what I have in my head- you muttered angrily, trying not to lose your temper.

- Of course I don't- he smiled at you, which made you even more angry- but I know that your past slowly takes away your present and possible future- you bit your bottom lip, to stop yourself from saying something, which you may regret in the future- this is why you are the best person for this job. You know how it feels to wrongly chose your path...

- What makes you believe, that I chose it wrongly?- you asked, taking a deep breath.

- It's been 10 years, Y/N, and you were still not able to catch your father... I am starting to doubt you event want to...- but he stopped, when one of your hands when straight into his collar, lifting him up, to directly look at your eyes- if you decided to become a hero, and forget about revenge...

- It's not a revenge!- you snarled through your teeth, feeling your pulse rising.

- Are you sure? Then forget about him and start living your own life- he said, with the same tone, just like your outburst didn't exert any fear in him.

- I can't!- you started, tightening the grip on his shirt- I promised her- you added that, almost as a whisper. You put him down and he just turned around and gave you a box with U.A. written on it. You took and started heading towards the exit. You stopped and turn your head to him- don't EVER do that!- and you left, feeling like you're gonna throw up. You walked to the nearest bathroom, and almost run into one of the cabins, getting rid, of anything that you had in your stomach. Your heart was beating like hell, and you weren't able to stop it.

He has done it again! How could you be so stupid, thinking, he is not gonna try to get you on a 'right track' again, like he did, when you came to him first, to ask for the permission to start your mission.

- You studied those three years to become a hero, not an anti- he started, looking at you with a concern- I don't want to see  you in the dark.

- I am in the dark, since I was six- you snapped, not looking at your teacher. He was always a happy little thing, walking around, and jumping on students shoulders, but not now. He looked serious and worried. That look, which you hoped no-one would ever give you. Concern... You didn't want anyone to be worried about you.

- And taking on that mission, is not gonna help you leave this place- you looked at him and chuckled, making him shiver.

- Leave this place? Sensei, please tell me you are joking!- you throw up your hands in front of you, taking your gloves off- do you believe that with my past, and with this quirk I will be able to lead a normal hero life?- you asked, hoping, deep inside, that he will keep on saving you. You needed someone to show you the way, the better directions. Give you an answer, that you've been looking for, and running away from, for all those years.

- You have friends, that care deeply for you, going for a revenge is not gonna...

- It's not a revenge!- you stated with stoic tone, which surprised him- I made a promise. Plus I am not doing it just for myself... I want to save them.

- And running away is gonna save them?- you budged, and you lowered your head, not knowing what to answer to that- you're going to hurt them and yourself.

- How do you see my life? Even if I find someone precious to me, what next? I can't touch them, feel them, without sucking their lives out of them or me!- you looked at him, with tears falling down your chicks- the last time I did it, I killed my mother!- you screamed, falling down on your knees, not knowing what to do or say.

Someone please save me!

- Just remember revenge is not all- and before you could answer, he left, leaving you alone.