First story

Ship: EraserMic

Triggers: mentions of bullying and abuse, self harm

Floof. Literally. Aizawa is *poof* a floof now. Kitty floof. Izza coot floof.

Plot: Aizawa is secretly a neko, and he keeps it hidden pretty well, until today, when... I'll let you read.

No one knew, but class 1A's homeroom teacher is a neko. It's a weird occurrence, but it happens. He is just too ashamed to admit it, because it made him a target for bullying and abuse in the past.

Aizawa hated that part of himself. It was just too hard for him to bear.

Despite his resentment, he couldn't help but act like a cat. His excessive naps and snappy yet bored attitude are all cat-like tendencies. He knew some of the teachers, like All Might and Midnight, think he's a cat. He tried to ignore their questions about it, but it got to him pretty easily.

"C'mon, Aizawa! Are you a neko?" Midnight asked him for the five hundredth time.

"As I have said, countless times before, no." He groaned.

"Aww, come oooon!"

"What's going on here?" Mic walked through the door of the teachers' lounge to see Aizawa and Midnight talking.

"Oh, thank god, someone with half a brain." Shouta said, standing up and walking to the door. "This crazy woman thinks I'm a neko, can you tell her I'm not so I can take a nap?" He said tiredly.

"Uhhh, sure?" Mic asked, confused.

"Thanks." He pats Mic's shoulder before leaving the room to go 'teach his class.' Everyone knew he just considered class naptime.

When Aizawa left, Mic looked at Midnight, confused as heck. "What was that about?" he asks.

"Oh come on! You have to think he's a cat!" She whined, rolling off the couch from the lying position she was in. "Ouch."

"Umm, no? He most likely isn't..." Mic said, but then he was hit by a sudden realization, the literal strength of the thought knocking him backwards into the now closed door. "Oh my god he is."

"SEE!?! I told you!"

"No, I mean, LOOK!" He yelled, pointing out the large window. On the walkway to the gate outside, clear as day, was Aizawa, squinting from the light outside, with a cat tail and cat ears.

"I was right..? I GOTTA GO TELL ALL MIGHT!!!" Midnight disappeared before Mic could stop her.

"Shoot, gotta go tell him before school lets out." Mic whispered before running as fast as he could outside.

Outside...

"SHOUTA!" Mic yelled as he stumbled out the door, almost falling.

"What? Why are you yelling?"

"You didn't tell me you were a flipping cat!" Mic hissed.

"WHAT!?! I- NO!!!" Aizawa said, stunned.

"Your cat tail and ears say otherwise..."

Aizawa's eyes widened as he quickly flattened his ears against his head and hid his tail under his baggy shirt. "Wh-what ears? What tail?" He asked, scratching the back of his head nervously.

"*sigh* Aizawa, Midnight saw too, and she went to tell the other teachers. Why did you hide this?"

"Uh, I-" He felt tears pricking at the corners of his eyes as he remembered those moments in his childhood he hated the most.

Warning, this next bit includes physical harm.

"WHY ARE YOU SUCH A FUCKING FREAK!?!" His father screamed at him, throwing a beer bottle his way. Aizawa cried, dashing into the closet.

"COME OUT, SHITTY MISTAKE!" He heard his father yell and try to open the door.

Aizawa heard his mom come into the room and he started crying more. He heard his dad throw things at his mom, and then he heard gunshots and his mother scream. Out of fear and anger, he grabbed a random heavy thing out of the closet, opened the door, and threw it at his father, knocking him out.

Aizawa hurried to his mom and used his dad's phone to call the police and an ambulance.

Soon enough, they arrived, his mom being taken to the hospital, his dad arrested, and him sent to his kind aunt's house.

Soon, he heard that his mother died from the bullet wound.

That was sad, but it's over now.

Next thing he knew, Aizawa was on the ground crying, very unlike him, and Mic was hugging him, trying to get him to calm down and head back to the lounge.

Midnight suddenly ran out of the building, saw the two, and helped Mic bring Aizawa to the lounge, where they laid him on the couch.

Aizawa soon fell asleep, and he woke up in Mic's car.

"Where..?" He said drowsily, looking around.

"Oh, thank god, you're awake." Mic said in a surprisingly soft tone. "We're almost at my house, and you're staying the night, like it or not."

"O-okay..?"

The two soon arrived at Mic's house.

Le skip to the next day (nothing bad happened, no worries)

Aizawa woke up again in Mic's car, clothes changed and hair brushed, basically all ready. "When did I get ready..?" He wonders aloud, looking at his clothes. Aizawa didn't notice, but Mic blushed as he said that.

"You sleep a lot, Shouta." Mic said nervously.

The two soon arrived at school. They were a few minutes late, so everyone was in their classes. Mic took this as an opportunity to kiss Aizawa. "I like you!" he said, and then ran into the school to get to his class. Aizawa just stood there, shocked.

He slowly brought his hand to his lips where Mic had kissed him, and just stood there, gay panicking like the fucking gay bastard he is.

He soon went to teach his class, still silently gay panicking.

Oof, that was a long one. Comment if you want a part two!