~ Ellie's POV~

I woke as I felt someone drape what felt like a giant coat over top of me before quietly and gingerly sweeping me into their arms. Toshinori's familiar embrace relaxed me and I unconsciously snuggled into his arms with a small dreamy smile, still feeling groggy from Midnight's quirk.

"Oh, my heart, she's just too cute, I need a picture." Midnight's voice caused me to immediately open my eyes.

A flurry of winds exploded around me, "No pictures!" I growled but resisted the urge to yawn, I felt totally drained of all my energy.

Toshinori looked down at me worried, "Are you alright, Ellie?"

"I would be if that hentai freak hadn't drugged me." I glowered in Midnight's direction causing the other faculty members to look to her warily.

"Ellie, it sounds bad when you say it like that." Midnight laughed.

"What the hell are you talking about, it IS bad and that is exactly what you did?!" I snarled and attempted to break from Toshinori's hold, but felt another wave of drowsiness grip me. I fought to hold back a yawn, but it broke free.

Toshinori kept a firm hold on me, to keep me from attacking anyone, but looked concerned, "Maybe I should take you home."

"I'm okay." I murmured as I managed to wriggle out of his hold and looked to the oversized jacket that was currently drowning me, it was Toshinori's, "...And I still have training to do with Ojiro." Once on my feet the room seemed to spin for a moment and I reached out to grab hold of my desk to keep myself from toppling over.

"Midnight, what did you do to her?" Aizawa asked with a frown as Toshinori moved a step closer so I could lean on him.

Midnight looked to me curiously, "It wasn't that strong of a dose. Maybe Ellie-chan is just more susceptible to it." She looked to Toshinori, "Is she also a lightweight when it comes to alcohol, I've noticed its stronger on people who have a low tolerance for alcohol."

"Don't answer that." I warned him causing him to chuckle, I didn't need these fools to know any more of my weaknesses. I had a horrible tolerance for alcohol and never drank because I was such a lightweight. Usually one drink was enough to make my head spin.

The other faculty members laughed at this but their laughter fell short as I shot them all scathing looks. Toshinori lightly placed his hand to the small of my back before steering me out of the office sensing that my fight or flight reflexes were starting to kick in and it was only a matter of time before someone said something that got them hurt. As the door to the office shut behind us, he swept me into his arms once more.

I didn't protest this time. Leaning into his warm embrace, I entwined my arms around his neck. "Thanks for the flowers." A faint blush spread across my cheeks causing him to smile.

"You're welcome." He captured my lips in a sweet kiss and chuckled as I let out a flustered squeak. "Thanks for being the number one wife."

My face burned at this, "I-Idiot."

He brought me to a small lounge a few doors down from the teachers' office. There were two small sofas with a coffee table between them that had an electric kettle atop it. Toshinori gently set me on one of the sofas. He adjusted his coat that was currently drowning me before sweeping a stray strand of hair that had fallen into my face behind my ear.

"Sleep. I'll make sure no one bothers you and wake you when its time for you to train with young Ojiro."

I reluctantly laid back on the sofa, struggling to get comfortable. After watching me toss and turn for a few moments, Toshinori chuckled softly and sat down beside me. He pulled me into his arms smiling as I yelped and swatted at him flustered.

Relaxing in his arms, I let out another yawn and rested my head against his shoulder. He kissed the top of my head as my eyes fluttered closed. "Toshi-chan?"

"What is it?"

"I just wanted to hear your voice..." I snuggled into his arms.

I could feel him chuckle at this. He gently streamed his fingers through my hair lulling me to sleep.

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My eyes fluttered open as Toshinori breathed my name before placing a kiss to the top of my head. I felt rested, the effects of Midnight's quirk had finally worn off, I'd have to be more careful around her. It was frustrating knowing I was more susceptible to her quirk, I hated being vulnerable and feeling helpless.

"How are you feeling?" Toshinori asked as I reluctantly left his side and got to my feet to stretch.

"Better." I reassured him with a smile, "Though I may have to take care of that hentai freak." I grumbled as I crossed my arms in front of me.

Toshinori chuckled and caught my wrist in his hand, gently rubbing his thumb over the sensitive underside, "I don't think she'll try it again." His voice calmed me, he was trying to talk me out of pulverizing one of our peers. It was annoying at times how well he could quell the rage inside of me.

I sighed, "Fine...but if she does try again, I won't show mercy."

Toshinori pulled me toward him and I let out a soft gasp as I tripped over my own feet and stumbled to the sofa, managing to catch myself on my knees, straddling his legs. My heart pounded in my chest as my cheeks burned bright at our current position and the thought of one of our annoying peers barging in on us at any moment.

"Try not to kill any of our peers, Ellie." Toshinori smiled, ensnaring me in his radiance.

I entwined my arms around his neck, letting him pull me in, letting myself drop my guard, releasing my inhibitions and pressed my lips to his. Desire burned through me, starting at my core, spreading throughout my body like wildfire as he kissed me back. Fire sparked within me, a burning need, and I gave into it as I reached for his shirt.

...........................(Moving on :P nothing to see here)..............................

I made it to one of the many practice areas on campus, where I'd been meeting with Mashirao Ojiro, one of Aizawa's students. I'd seen promise in him during the attack on the USJ, he'd been separated from his classmates and had managed to hold his own against some of the low-level thugs. He was a good kid, level headed, polite and listened to what I said without question. An ideal student. Though he'd been wary of me when we first met, he'd still approached me after the incident and asked for my help.

Ojiro was already waiting for me and had started with the warm ups. Out of the corner of my eye I noticed a pair of tennis shoes standing a short distance away, behind some bushes. It was the invisible girl, Toru Hagakure from Aizawa's class, she appeared to have a crush on Ojiro as she was constantly sneaking into our training sessions. I looked her way and saw the sneakers jerk, like they did every time I noticed her presence, but I said nothing.

I looked to the boy with the short blonde hair and the fleshy tail with a tuft of blonde fuzz on the end. Something seemed to be weighing on his mind as he ran through his warm ups. Using the wind, I picked up a small branch from the shrub and lobbed it at him. It thwacked him across the shoulder. Startled, he turned to me.

"You're distracted by something. What's on your mind?" I asked him curiously.

"Sorry, Ellie. I was just thinking about finals-."

"Ugh, I'm sick of hearing about finals." I groaned causing him to chuckle and shake his head.

"You're not like most teachers, Ellie."

"I'm aware...so what's got you worried about finals?" I sighed.

"I only ranked 8th in the midterm." Because his quirk wasn't flashy like some of his classmates, he seemed to get down on himself at times, though he was good at hiding it.

"Let me ask you a question."

He gave me his full attention.

"During the attack on the USJ, were you thinking about your class ranking while you were defending yourself?" I mused.

"No..."

"Do you think heroes worry about their test scores and class rankings when they're out on the streets fighting villains and saving civilians?" I pondered.

"No."

"They're just numbers. Someone could easily score higher than you on every single test but that doesn't mean you have any less chance of being a hero. If anything, worrying about scores and class rankings so much could potentially hinder your progress as you were clearly distracted enough just now, I was able to hit you with that branch. Had you not been worrying about numbers and rankings you'd have noticed and easily been able to catch it or swat it away." I offered him a smile. "And if you're for some reason worried about your improvement, allow me to put your mind at ease, you've shown great improvement, your reflexes are faster, when you're not worrying about silly things, you've gotten stronger and you're learning to calculate your opponents moves quicker. It's harder for people with physical quirks to see their growth as its not something as simple to be measured as how big one's flame is."

Ojiro smiled, "Thanks, Ellie."

After two hours of training, I sent him on his way and shook my head as I noticed the pair of tennis shoes hiding behind the bush hesitate. Once Ojiro was out of earshot I turned to the invisible girl and folded my arms across my chest. "Have you tried asking him out, invisible one?"

The invisible girl let out an embarrassed squeak. "How do you always find me?"

"I mean the shoes give you away." I smirked, "But I can feel it in the wind, you occupy space it can't move through."

"That's really cool, sensei-."

"Ugh don't call me that." I groaned, "Just Ellie."

The tennis shoes shyly drew nearer. "Okay, Ellie. It's just super embarrassing and I'm afraid he'll say no."

Great I was having girl talk today after all, "And stalking him isn't embarrassing? I'm confused by today's dating standards."

Toru shuffled her feet, I could feel the shifts in the wind and could tell she was flailing her arms in frustration I imagined like one of the cute cliché girly girls in anime swatting away their embarrassment. "What was it like with you and All Might?"

"We're not having that conversation." I growled as I felt my cheeks flush scarlet.

Toru plopped onto the grass.

I sighed and sat next to her, "He seems worried about finals, perhaps you could ask him to study with you."

"You think he would?" She asked nervously.

"Only one way to find out."

I could hear the smile in her voice, "Thanks Ellie."

I reached out and pat her atop the head seeming to surprise her. "What are you waiting for? Get going."

She giggled and got to her feet before scampering off, she paused a few paces away, "You really are a big softy, aren't you?"

"If you don't get going, I'm sending you flying."

She giggled again and took off running. Once she was gone, I stretched to my feet. My body tensed as I sensed someone approaching from behind. Was someone trying to sneak up on me? I turned to find Aizawa walking toward me and relaxed.

"How'd it go, Senpai?"

Aizawa rolled his tired eyes at me, "At first I had my doubts, but I should have learned by now not to doubt you, it's actually a good match for him. You really have a knack for teaching. And it seems the students have an easier time seeing through your façade."

"What façade is that?" I asked him curiously.

"You try to convince everyone that your scary and a bad person, but like Hagakure said, you're just a big softy."

"It's not really a façade, Shota...if need be, I can be a bad person because sometimes there are threats that can't be handled by good people, because good people hesitate to do what is necessary when what is necessary is taking a life." I shrugged,

"Sometimes good people take lives-."

"Yes, but because they're good, they battle with it, they sometimes regret it, they let it eat away at them, they will hesitate the next time, try to think of a different solution...I don't care, I don't bat an eye, I don't lose any sleep over it." I met his tired gaze expecting to see some semblance of disgust or a sign that he was doubting what he'd said to me before, doubting me.

He surprised me by reaching out and placing his hand atop my head, "I don't think that makes you a bad person...no matter what you tell yourself, Ellie, you're a good person."

"What makes you so sure?"

"Eli believed in you, All Might believes in you and even if it weren't for them, I believe in you too." He ruffled my hair and chuckled as I swatted his hand away.

"I blame the brain damage."

Aizawa rolled his eyes and draped his arm across my shoulders steering me back to the main building.

"You think I can extort you and your noisy friend for more things by holding it over your heads that you've nearly gotten me killed twice?" I asked him with a mischievous smile.

Aizawa groaned at this, "I really wish you wouldn't. What do you need now?"

"Well, there's an event coming up, I managed to get one hero signed up for, but I could use two more..."

Aizawa frowned, "If I agree to whatever it is, will you stop trying to extort me?"

"I guess."

"Fine, whatever it is, we'll be there."