Day 1 of Yaoi Week

The class of 1A were all smiles, happy to be back in school after a long hectic summer with the Summer Training Camp that backfired, Bakugo getting kidnapped, and All Might retiring as a Pro Hero for good.. Even despite the fact that the students been living in the school dorms for the last week, it was great to have school back in session. Even school could be considered a second home right?

Aizawa, their teacher, trudged into the classroom, yawning, which wasn't off in the slightest. Aizawa was known in their first year to nap on the job all curled up in his puffy yellow sleeping bag. Speaking of which, the heavy-eyed male had a neatly rolled up sleeping bag tucked under his arm. Aizawa must've replaced the old one, the sleeping bag held close was the color grey and matched his dark attire.

Something about Aizawa though that felt different, his normally unkempt facial hair was still the same in a way. But at the same time it was far different. His stumble was even, not patchy like before. It looked like there were a goatee in the works, well actually he always had a goatee... Before it just looked like he shaved once a week but now perhaps he were grooming himself for a change. Even his long black hair took a major change, he wore ponytails now? Everything else was the same.

"Welcome back students," Aizawa sighed, setting down his sleeping bag upon his desk before his students. "First day as sophomores... Exciting right?" The sarcasm in Aizawa's voice was more than comical. He even managed to make some of his student snicker and laugh.

"May I ask how your summer went Mr. Aizawa?" Iida stood up from his desk and bowed while he talked. Aizawa blinked for a second.

"Slow, horrible at times no thanks to shit hitting the fan back in June," Aizawa groaned. Midoriya, Iida, Kirishima, Todoroki, and Momo sunk down into their seats quite a bit. "This past summer however is my favorite," everyone silently gasped and others were more audible.

"Is there a reason why?" Midoriya tilted his head curiously.

"You'll know sooner than later," Aizawa smirked, unlatching the buckle that kept his sleeping bag contained in a roll like state, and it in a way poofed to life like a self inflatable raft. "I'll be taking a nap, you all head next door."

"Are we training with class B today?" Momo asked with scrunched up features. It didn't make all that much sense even for a brainiac like her.

"No, I meant the other next door," Aizawa pointed his thumb to his right which in turn directed everyone to the back of the classroom.

"That classroom has been vacant... Do we have a new teacher?" Iida asked incredulously.

"Yes... Now get out of my hair," Aizawa growled and made quicktime to curl up into his new sleeping bag to nap the day away. Nobody dared to ask anymore questions and filed out of the classroom one by one to the nextdoor classroom. There were no desks in the classroom, in fact, the classroom was vacant except a man who was knelt over in the middle of the room painting circles and lines on the floor with nothing but his fingers. He didn't even have a jar of paint in his hands or anywhere near.

"Hello there!" You greeted the students without glancing at them as they flooded the entrance and didn't dare to get anywhere near. You were still painting the floor in various colors. "C'mon kids, stand perfectly spaced out around this circle I'm standing within," you huffed and wiped your forehead off into your black long sleeve shirt, finally finished with preparations. You straightened yourself out, watching as the students surrounded you without a word to be spoken. Once aligned, you clapped.

"Okay students, I bet you're all wondering who I am and what I have done to my classroom," you project your voice, letting it echo in the vacant room. Everyone nodded their heads in unison. "I am Mr. Aizawa, and as you can see, this is probably the largest room in this school besides maybe the lunchroom or the other training facilities Nezu built over the summer. I have separated the room into four quarters... Clearly, We are playing four corners," you snickered mischievously upsetting most if not all of your students.

"Wait did you just say Mr. Aizawa?" Kirishima barked.

"Yes... Is there a problem?" You rested your head upon one hand and gave the fiery red head an annoyed look as if the boy were wasting your precious time.

"So is it just coincidence that your name is Aizawa just like our other teacher or are you his brother or something?" Kirishima pointed out the most buzzing question that lingered about the students after the mention of your name.

"Wow so sleepy pants is so lazy he couldn't even tell you," you pinched your brow with a low groan. Then shook out your head and wore a forced smile. "Allow me to reintroduce myself... I am (Y/n) Aizawa, your tacticianist, or counsellor, or your second teacher for when Shouta isn't well equipped to teach a certain area of study... Or if he's just too damn lazy to do anything like today," your students laughed merrily to your last comment. "Now Shouta has been through a lot, which is why I really shouldn't complain," you paced around the circle and the students agreed one after another. "I married Shouta after All Might's battle and retirement this past summer. So you may refer to me as (Y/n) and Aizawa as Shouta. Or call us both Aizawa we don't really care. I did take on his name afterall."

"That's so adorable!" Ashido squealed.

"I know!!!" Tohru jumped into the air.

"Our teacher is gay..." Bakugo frowned with disgust.

"And that's a bad thing?" You tut stepping before Bakugo. Everyone went quiet in anticipation for what's to come. "Me and Shouta have been together for quite some time, but I finally got tired of waiting for him and proposed at last. I really whipped him into shape, right class?"

"Yeah he looks much more clean," Uraraka rubbed the back of her neck awkwardly.

"And why are you staring me down?" Bakugo growled again.

"You find your teachers disgusting since we're lovers even though I know you have the hots for Kirishima over there," you pointed over your shoulder directly at spiky teeth himself and Bakugo went pale with large eyes. You and everyone else laughed taking another lap around the classroom. "I've been here longer than you think kids, now just because I'm married to Shouta doesn't mean I'm strict like him. Good cop bad cop. But if anyone steps out of line, Nezu has given me and him permission for PDA."

"Gross!" The boys gagged.

"AH SO CUTE!!!" The girled fawned.

This x Reader now has a part 2