This oneshot REALLY isn't an x Reader but rather a chance for one of you to earn a reference prize for a free request. This oneshot was a remnant of a chapter book I planned to upload in the past but yeah that's not happening anymore.

Heavily Inspired by an anime that's one of my all time favorites. Whoever can guess said anime gets a reference prize and once it's been figured out I'll take out this author's note and replace it with what the anime/reference was so that you all can eventually give it a try. Heads up, the reference may be one of the very last references I'll hide within this book.

Principal Nezu

From person to person, their opinion on him will surely vary from being the cute mouse or mascot of UA with others who'll think the total opposite: a demon spawn from hell who's picked the perfect worldly disguise. Today, Nezu summoned Shouta Aizawa to his office with not a single hint as to what was in store. Something of which isn't out of the normal, of course Aizawa had no clue what's to happen upon entering. Normally it's to bounce ideas of ways to keep UA safe and sound or maybe even to converse over how great he was at being a teacher. Nah... Nezu is a kind person but he hasn't pulled a personal meeting for just the occasion just yet. Today was a first on the other hand as Nezu had news of his own. Words that nobody would be able to predict to come from the tea loving mouse.

Shouta, after listening to his superior ramble for a few moments, began to glare with distaste. "So..." Aizawa's brain scrunched up with immense confusion just wondering if everything Nezu suggested was legit or not. "You're telling me to retire... And I'm only thirty..." Only athletes should be retiring at this age. Even Gran Torino is older than fifty and still kicking!

"Age has nothing to do with this Shouta," the mouse casually inhales his steaming herbal tea with nothing but sereen calm to spread across his features. One long sip of tea, and he lowers the lip of the cup from his lips. Somehow, he won't stop smiling. Has he ever went a moment without a smile to share? "Maybe hero work isn't such a good idea for you considering everything that's happened over the last year or so. You're juggling hero work AND a teaching gig. Not to forget your quirk is heavily disabled now. Maybe you should pick and choose: Hero work or being a teacher. I'd hate to have to let you go."

"Why you..." A vein formed atop Shouta's forehead. Nezu had a convincing argument, but why now? He could've spoken up weeks or even months ago. "You're seriously gonna fire me because what I'm doing is a good thing?" Seriously, where's the harm in being a teacher let alone a pro hero? He's doing nothing but GOOD for society. It's not like he's a pro hero during the day and a stripper at night. Now THAT'D be something Shouta would understand being let go over, but why this? Now that he thinks about it, if Nezu really does have the nerve to fire him, taking up a stripper occupation may just be a last resort. Gotta pay the bills somehow.

"Well you don't have to stop being a Pro... I just think you should cut back a little bit," Nezu hummed with delight.

Aizawa nearly facepalmed, "You should've just started with that." Way to give someone a heart attack.

"Considering how injured you've come to be in recent years, maybe you should consider a partnership."

A partnership? "I'm listening..." Aizawa wasn't very fond of the idea of a partnership but he isn't against it either. He can't even remember the last time he's gone on a solo mission after all. Nine times out of ten when he's on said missions he's either needed to be saved or if backup hadn't arrived then the day would've belonged to the villains. Either way, a partnership may just be exactly what he needs to avoid further injuring his body.

"Okay then," Nezu smiled ear to ear. "Pro Hero (Y/n)'s been loosely looking for a sidekick-"

"Hold up..." Aizawa wretched. "I thought you initially suggested a partnership... Not me being someone's sidekick." A partnership and sidekick are two entirely different things. Like black and white and night and day.

"I did," the mouse hummed.

"But you want me to be (Y/n)'s sidekick." Anyone but her... Anyone but her... Actually no... I'll take anyone over Joke. At least (Y/n) won't beg me for an engagement every three seconds.

"Precisely."

"I'm," Aizawa officially facepalmed. "Quit contradicting yourself. Besides... I have no interest," the man stood up from his seat. "That girl is no hero. All she ever does is do good things to earn the interest of the public eye and hero work is one way she's earning all the fame. It's clear that she's only a hero to earn the fame, not because she genuinely wants to do good. That's something I want nothing to be part of."

"Suit yourself," Nezu felt no need to argue further. He knows when he's been had. "I'd hate to see one of my best teachers face an early retirement."

Is he threatening me now?

Nezu made his point clear that Shouta will either have to quit hero work, find another job or engage himself in a partnership as so he'll always have someone to have his back. Since (Y/n) was a new Pro practically owned by an agency instead of owning her own, they told her that in order to remain in their agency she'd have to take on a partner or quit the agency altogether. Shouta and (Y/n) finally were at an understanding, only because they'd rather keep their job because unemployment was something they wouldn't dare to imagine.

With that promise came a high profile terrorist or 'villain' attack. Heroes from all over the city were individually chasing after an elusive art thief who's somehow successfully kept out of the hands of the authorities so far and yet nobody could figure out why. After studying the route the art thief have taken across the city, Shouta easily pieced together with help from his disciple, since (Y/n) for some reason was missing in action, that the thieves were making a getaway for the town's inner city train that's set to depart to the next city over in mere minutes. With no time to lose, Eraserhead and Shinsou were racing against the clock to beat the thief to the train.

In which they did, but only in a knick of time. The thief was getting around with ease atop a pair of rollerskates and dodged bystanders as if they were petty obstacles and jumping all of the turning stalls all in hopes to be saved by the safehaven of the train. Shouta took up one entrance upon the train, Shinsou the other. The thief skids to a halt realizing he's been trapped and immediately thought of a million different ways this confrontation could go south or work in his favor.

Shinsou held out a hand, but his gaze remained as intimidating as ever, "hand it over..."

"As if," the villain smirked.

"Don't even," Shouta cautiously approached the villain with his capture scarves swinging about in a frenzy. "You got nowhere else to go." Except backwards... Shouta, think twice before suggesting something so stupid.

"Oh really," in the blink of an eye, the thief disappeared out of thin air with an innocent lady taking up the place he once was like a magician's trick and a girlish shriek. Just as quickly, the doors of the train closed themselves and it made it's departure. Shouta, not wanting to allow him to escape, ran after the train and followed closely behind until he could grab hold of the caboose and pulled himself aboard despite the high speed of the train working against his favor. Shinsou couldn't keep up and sadly missed the train. However, he blinked rapidly to a flash of pink zigzag across his vision as quick as lightning for he could only see where the person went but not the person in question.

Fighting on a train, Shouta thought. I know this is real life, but this has been done in movies a million times and someone ALWAYS ends up dead in these situations.

Shouta ran through the train, cart by cart, searching for the armoured rollerblader. His search went rather easily as the man sat all care-free among the train-goers until he caught sight of Shouta's pissed off face and he jumped to his feet and made a run for the hills. The man thought he ditched all the heroes and was in the homestretch, well, he was gravely mistaken. The innocent travellers were gasping and darting away as the males chased after one another until they ended upon the roof of the train much like Aizawa feared would happen.

This is exactly what Nezu doesn't want me doing, Shouta thought as he found it difficult to stand atop a train going at blinding speeds. No doubt one of us is going to die at this rate...

"Stop chasing after me Eraserhead!" The thief cackled with a hand upon his hip. "Stop and I'll let you live. Don't? Well... You'll be in the grave in a few minutes."

"Try me," Shouta's hair stood on end and his scarves whipped about. The Thief unexpectedly dives off the train, and the world is in slow motion. Shouta felt as if he were watching a suicide in the makings, and it only filled him with dread. Then, the Thief took notice of how Shouta's hair went flat before his very eyes and allowed himself to be engulfed in a ghostly blue glow. The world went black, then came back! Shouta was now in the Thief's position, falling off the side of the train while said man was comfy atop the train.

He... Wasn't joking... Shouta thought as now he was plummeting to his death and he couldn't breathe. Then...

WHOOSH!

Shouta couldn't believe his eyes as he was in the arms of a woman!? The woman was unbelievable! She was bouncing off everything like a metallic ball in a pinball machine let alone had the strength to hold him like a bride! "Next time don't edge a bad guy on," the girl hummed as she bounced off a nearby rock and landed atop the train where it all began.

Shouta was sat down atop his feet and gave the girl one more look over. Spiky cybernetic ears that make her look somewhat like a rabbit, those were enough to set in stone who this girl was. "You're up to the same shit you always do," Shouta wretched with a distasteful frown. "Why else did you know exactly when to save me?"

The girl's brows furrowed, "I'm sorry?" She tuts. "You're not the only person in Japan trying to catch this art thief y'know?"

"I know that!" The man snapped. "What I'm saying is that you're always swooping in at the last second trying to claim the spotlight when you didn't do a thing to help you damned fox! This villain isn't even that high profile! Someone must've given you a tip or-"

"Yes!" (Y/n) snapped, butting heads with the elder male. "By the way, I'm a bunny! Plus, Your boss told me you agreed to be a good sidekick for me but thank god I turned his offer down! You're an old crotchety man!"

This is precisely why I hate teenagers. "Why you..." Shouta growled butting heads back. "Why are you even here then!?"

"To catch the man who would've killed ya if I wasn't around!"

Yeah that's it, hope one of you figured out the reference.