A/N: Make a dirty joke and istg—

Aizawa wanted his day to be normal, well, as normal as it usually was in this hell of a school. Everyone was talking when he walked in, tired, it seemed normal, until he noticed that there was a certain, annoying, blond standing in front of the class. Squinting his eyes, the man walked over and tapped him on his shoulder. The blond turned to Aizawa, a tired look on his face. The other was surprised by how tired he looked, Aizawa has never seen him like this before. "Zashi?" he questioned, grabbing the attention of the class in the process. "Are you ok? Why do you look so tired? Did you stay out late last night? I thought you got back fine?"

Aizawa went on and on with the questions, visibly concerned for the other. Hizashi smiled lightly and grabbed the man's hands gently. "Sho, calm down. I'm fine." the blond kissed the man's head in a way to calm his nerves. "I'm so tired because I found two kids, not from here, and they're not what I thought they'd be. I know nothing about them and holy hell I wanna go to sleeeeeep." Hizashi whined out. He leaned his forehead on Aizawa's, the blond's eyes closed and his face relaxed. Aizawa rolled his eyes.

"Well, where are they? We can ask them questions, if they're up for it that is." Hizashi moved back, putting his hands on the man's shoulders.

"That's the thing!" he yelped out. He shook Aizawa as he spoke. "One of them is as shy as Eri and won't talk to me! The other is a brat and looks like he'll stab me if I touch the other one! They won't even leave each other's siiiiidesssss!"

"Ah! Ok ok! Stop shaking me!" Aizawa yelled. The man put his hands on Hizashi's chest, grabbing his shirt and stopping movement from the other. Aizawa sighed, his head was spinning from the fast movement. After a moment of silence, Aizawa blinked a few times and let go of Hizashi. "Where are they?" Aizawa asked again, hoping to get an actual answer this time around. The class watched the two men interact with one another. As soon as the blond man went to speak, the door was pushed open and there was Midnight, holding a red head under her arm a small boy by his black backpack.

The boy with the backpack waved at the class, his face remaining stone, as if he had no emotions. "Hello." he spoke in a soft voice.

"Don't say ‘hello’ to them Kazu! What did your dad teach you?!" the male under her arms yelled at the other boy. The child was even trying to get out of her hold, but was failing miserably. The one with the backpack turned his head, face remaining the same.

"He told me that if I dated a Todoroki or Midoriya he would go on a killing spree. But he's taught me how to fight without using my quirk. He's also taught me-"

"Ok ok! I get it! Your old man taught you enough! It was a rhetorical question!"

"Oh..it didn't sound like it. Maybe change how you talk, it would help you when you're helping civilians." the boy under the woman's arm groaned and gave up. "If you just went to training like you were supposed to, and on time, we wouldn't be in this predicament. But no, you wanted to get something to eat before we arrived." the boy complained, slipping his arms out of the straps of his bag and letting his feet hit the floor. He walked on the other side of the woman, her clearly confused, and helped the red head out of his situation.

"Thanks." the other said. The classes eyes widened when they noticed something about the male. He was extremely tall, he had muscle (not as much) and his eyes were a bright gold color. Shoto squinted his eyes.

Is that Hawks' kid? Wait..but he isn't seeing anyone? Maybe he is...The other boy grabbed his backpack and put then around his shoulders, the class took in his features as well. His hair was spiky and a very dark shade of red, eyes bright sapphire, his skin was slightly darker than their's, and he was much smaller then the boy beside him. Midnight seemed so out of it, she stood there for a moment, shrugged and walked away.

"Hello," the small boy spoke up, he walked to the front of the class, the red head behind him. "my name is-" he was quickly cut off by a, seemingly large, hand covering his mouth.

"I'm sorry, my companion isn't in the right head at the moment, he won't be saying anything any further." he growled out, looking at the boy from the corner of his eye. The small boy rolled his eyes and bit the hand on his face. "Ow! What the hell?!"

"Keep your hands off my mouth." the red head nodded and let the other continue. "My name is Kazuichi Bakugou and this is Suterusu Todoroki." the class gaped at the boy, who's name was Kazuichi, and looked towards the, shocked, ash blond and, surprised, Todoroki. "We were leaving to train with his father when he decided it would be best to get something to eat. Then the idiot and I got caught in a fight and ended up being hit by a quirk." Kazuichi took a breath. "Long story short, we're here and want to get home before my dad losses his mind." the class was still in a state of shock that they didn't know what to say. Everyone had so many questions.

"Uhm, hun, I think they're shocked." Suterusu said with a grin. He crosses his arms, the class watched in amazement. He really did look like a Todoroki but, he looked like Hawks, in Tokoyami, Shoto and Katsuki's eyes that is. His eyes really did give it away, even his actions did as well. But, Kazuichi? He didn't look nor did he act like Katsuki, who are these kids?

"Did you just call him hun?" Katsuki questioned, he glared at the other. Suterusu's eyes widened and be moved himself away from Kazuichi, slightly. The other looked at him, confused, but then remembered what he had just said. Rolling his eyes, he began to speak again.

"We would really like to get home, so, if you could get off your asses and get us there, that would be lovely." a, very scary, grin came to his lips. The small gesture scared the class, even Aizawa was slightly intimated, and he deals with Katsuki. The boy stopped smiling and the two males left the class. Everyone sat silently. No one was sure as to what they should do. Shoto and Katsuki looked towards one another.

"I hate different fucking universes." Katsuki cursed as he slammed his head on the desk. Shoto and the others nodded in agreement.

"At least we have kids." Shoto shrugged with a grin on his lips. Katsuki laughed slightly, his head still on the desk, while the class stayed silent. That's when Aizawa spoke up.

“Another Todoroki, Another Bakugou.”

Hello everyone!

Yeah, kinda bad, don't worry, we're getting there. Any ideas for another one-shot?

Taking ALL and ANY ideas. ^^

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