Charcters: Hizashi and Hitoshi

Summary: Hizashi and Shota have always been close so by association that included Hitoshi but when an accident befalls shota Hitoshi is their to pick up the pieces and fix his brother. Based off the song Inokori Snesei

"Ugh, I hate this! English is my worst subject," Hitoshi said as he slammed his book down.

"C'mon little listener English isn't that bad!" Hizashi said as he ruffled his hair.

"You're only saying that cause you and Sho can speak the language fluently," Hitoshi grumbled to the blonde.

"It's only your first year Toshi. It'll be easier to understand once you reach high school," Aizawa said as he was working on his own homework with his hair pulled back. "Give it time. You've just entered second grade."

"Says the two seniors," Grumbled Hitoshi.

"Speaking of being Seniors," Hizashi started, "Are you ready for the big class trip?" Hizashi asked.

"It's not that big of a deal we're just going to be seeing a few sights and then coming back," Aizawa said in a bored tone, but Hizashi could see the small spark in his eyes that let him know his best friend was actually excited.

The conversation didn't last long because Hitoshi continued to grumble and complained until Hizashi relented and helped the kid out.

"The grammar rule is simple right here. It's changing the y to an I and add es so cherry would turn into cherries," Hizashi explained to him and Hitoshi doesn't know what it was but somehow when the blonde explained it just became easier to understand.

"You really are good at this Zashi," Aizawa commented.

"Well am I going to college to be a teacher," he said back with a smile.

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"Careful Kids don't get too close to the edge," the teacher said as they were out by some cliffs watching the sunset, "However the calm didn't last long as it suddenly started to rain really hard and as Aizawa was getting back up to a safe distance from the cliff his foot slipped in the mud causing him to fall in the river.

"Shota!" Hizashi screamed as he hurried up to grab his best friend's hand. "Someone help us please!" Hizashi screamed, but it didn't look like anyone heard him and he was feeling Shota's hand slipping.

"Hizashi look at me," Aizawa demanded as tears filled the blonde's eyes. "I love you, but you're slowly falling with me. I want you to let me go," Aizawa said calmly.

"Sho! Are you crazy I'm not going to drop you! You're my friend! My best friend! The love of my life!" and maybe it wasn't the best time for a love confession, but he was holding on by pure fate right now and he didn't want to let go.

"Zashi I'm not going to let the both of us die. Everyone is already back inside. I want you to drop me, but do me a favor?" Aizawa asked and Hizashi gained enough confidence to look his love in the eyes. "Watch Hitoshi for me, please. You know as well as I that the little runt can get into plenty of trouble," Aizawa said and with the words, I love you to Aizawa let go making Hizashi reach out for him only to catch on to nothing.

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It was years later and Hizashi still kept in contact with Hitoshi, but as the years went by it became less frequent, I mean the kid had the same eyes as his brother. The two looked too similar for Hizashi. Of course, it had to be his luck that the purple-haired kid ended up in his high school class.

"Okay class to start off the year we're going to do a simple questioning all the teachers are required to do it for their homeroom classes. I think it's absolutely pointless but our principal gets a laugh out of it so class do you like your teacher or not?" Hizashi asked as he secretly kept his eyes trained on Hitoshi.

"Yeah yeah yeah," rang from almost all of the class, except for one and Hizashi knew the rules. Knew what he would have to do.

"Anybody holding back or didn't nod I'll see you when class is done," Hizashi said, not letting it show to the rest of the class that he knew the kid in the middle row.

"You think that I'd really care, are you blind?" Was the first thing out of Hitoshi's mouth as soon as the rest of the class was out. When he didn't receive a response from the older blonde just a glare he shoved his fist against the bored and gritted his teeth.

"Go on, keep glaring like I'm just a brat, fine! You versus me, we don't match up at all. Cause I'm a grown man, at least...some might call," Hitoshi told him.

"You've not grown your still just a high schooler," Hizashi told him, but those deep sleep-deprived eyes glared at him and it reminded Hizashi about that day on the cliff.

"All of this petty talk, don't mess around with me. I'm not a kid so just cut it out! It's not like I'm three. "You couldn't handle this," You said time and again. You use to be there for me now look at you!" Hitoshi said with a glare as he walked out of the classroom not caring about the Hizashi was giving him.

It wouldn't be till a month later when Hitoshi confronted Hizashi this time the only difference was it was right before the bell was supposed to ring. Hitoshi raised his hand and of course, Hizashi called on him. "Hey sir I hate you ya know," Hitoshi said as the class looked at him and Hizashi just sighed.

"I'll see you after class Hitoshi."

"Ya know friends wouldn't do this or make me feel so alone. I mean do you really think this is right?

Look at this homework I've let all just slip by," Hitoshi said as he through a pile of papers at Hizashi that Hizashi knows he put in as at least B's even though he never received them.

"I-" but Hizashi never got a chance to respond before Shisho interrupted him again but he turned around so the blonde was not able to see his face. "Is it bad if I wanted your hand? To help me like you did back then?" At that moment Hizashi remembered the small kid who could barely understand his English homework

"Kid I-," but Hizashi couldn't get the words out, not with those eyes looking at him and this is the first time he noticed but he has his brother's scarf.

"Call me a kid all want," Hitoshi scoffed at him, "but you know you versus me, we got some things the same though. Falling in love, even I've felt it grow cause I'm mature now...at least, I think so," Hitoshi said and maybe it was in this moment that Hizashi realized not fully just yet but he lost his best friend but Hitoshi lost not one but two brothers.

"Zashi you just need to give up the tough guy act, I know you're not like that I see right through all your poker faces, so now I'm all grown and - don't have to hold my hand. Step away, got it yet?" Hitoshi asked.

"It's not an act. You're just a kid. A high schooler. Don't come in here and talking about things you don't know," Hizashi told him as Hitoshi glared at him and repeated the phrase from earlier.

"Hey, sir I hate you ya know! Friends wouldn't do this or make me feel so alone! Is it bad if I wanted your hand just like you did back then!" Hitoshi yelled as he stormed out of the room.

It wouldn't be till later that week as Hizashi watched the purple-haired teen at lunch as he sat with a spiky blonde, a red-haired kid, a pink-haired girl, a black-haired kid, and a blonde with a lighting bolt basically on top of him did he see for once not Aizawa, not his love, not his best friend, but his brother.

It was the next month and once again Hitoshi stood up in class. "Now class do you like your teacher or not?" he asked and Hizashi was surprised at the kid, but then again he shouldn't be after all this was Hitoshi his kid brother.

"Yeah yeah yeah yeah," The many answers came from across the room said.

"Anybody holding back or didn't nod that would leave just me am I wrong?" Hitoshi asked as he stared directly into the blonde's eyes but Hizashi felt like time stopped as he Saw Shota in his place talking to him, "On and on, a thousand years gone meeting and leaving us at every day's dawn give it up and get back in line, you could try one more time," Aizawa said with his hand held out, and even though Hizashi knew it was fake he gladly accepted the hand.

"Hitoshi stays after class," Hizashi said as he continued with the lesson. "Always I before E except after C."

"Hey sir, you hate me or what? Acting like we're just some strangers at school, enough!" Hitoshi screamed at him, but Hizashi just laughed as he ruffled the purple hair making the kid angry.

"Alright! I do matter then, but do you remember the days?" Hitoshi asked him and ever since Hitsohi got in his class and started calling him out this was the first time Hizashi had the courage to answer.

"Of course I do little listener," Hizashi said with a smile and the name alone caused Hitoshi to light up. "Solving now, you've got me on your side," Hizashi said to him as he grabbed the pile of blank homework to help him get caught up.

"You're home again this time," Hitoshi said with a smile as they laughed and grinned

Just like they did always back then, only making sure Hiotshi did his proper school work correctly.