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Aizawa's POV

The girls didn't come back that night and I started going through the material that One had given me to memorize. It really is amazing just how much intel they had gotten already, if not for the fact that they had a specific target we could have launched a raid months ago. Maybe even before their video, but that would have blown their cover and I refuse to allow my students to be in even more danger than they already are.

I start going over the lesson plan for tomorrow when I receive a message from 'god'. I mean really? Nezu has a sick sense of humor, I roll my eyes before opening the text.

Rat god: The girls got held up, they probably won't come back tonight.

I stare at the message and frown before responding with OK. I hate texting. I really do. So if at all possible I keep my responses to OK or no. I return to my work before freezing. The girls said that the class would all have a part in the mission didn't they?

I pull out my phone again and actually type out a message.

Eraserhead: Everyone Dorm Common Room NOW.

I pick up a good 5 notebooks and make my way to my problem children.

***

"Is there anyone not in this class here now?" I asked, walking into the room, not even waiting to see if everyone was there or not. They are here.

"Sensei, I am from class B," I look up and see the kid that has a similar hardening quirk as Kirshima but instead he turns to steel.

"He was just leaving, he is not welcome here ANYMORE," Kirishima growled, the red head actually looks extremely upset but I let the issue go.They are teenagers so I'm sure there is some kind of logical explanation, right?

"Look Red, I'm just saying that your whole class and most of our teachers treated those two like they were some kind of messengers from God and not students. All Might even had to take a couple weeks off to grieve for that Midoriya kid! Who the hell was he to mean that much to THE All Might? If they were really that great then why did they kill themselves? Huh? Answer me that?" I could feel my blood pulse with hate at hearing those words. He didn't actually think like that. Could he?

"He was my best friend! Bakugo will always be my best friend!" Kirishima's voice was somewhere between a hiss and a scream and how the hell that worked I have no fucking clue, but it was terrifying. Not that I would ever tell him that of course.

"And I'M your BOYFRIEND! It's been months now and you are still acting like you're just going to wake up one day and he is going to be standing there calling you fucking shitty hair like nothing happened. Why would you even WANT a friend like that?" The grey haired boy yelled back well passed frustrated. Wait, boyfriend? I have more questions than answers but this really needed to stop, but before I could so much as open my mouth Kirishima was literally standing up screaming again.

"It's none of you fucking business who my fucking friends are anymore because I don't WANT you to be my BOYFRIEND anymore!" I looked on in shock as did the rest of my students. As much time as he spent with Bakugo I never once heard him curse before.

The other boy looked back at him in shock for several moments before he finally snapped out of it. "If that's what you want then fine. But don't come crying to me anymore when you can't sleep at night or wake up from nightmares again," the boy hissed and that finally jolted me out of it.

"Enough! From now on there will be no one allowed in the class 3A dorms unless they are actually in class 3A!" I glared at the student from class B. "You are not welcome in my class or anywhere my class is permitted, dismissed."

"See? They were not perfect, you know!" He stomped out of the dorm rooms and everyone let out a collective sigh of relief.

I turned to Kirishima and saw him visibly shaking and tears threatening to spill out. I walked over and dropped the books on the coffee table on my way. I draped an arm around the furious teen pulling him against my side. He flinched at the contact but quickly melted clinging to me as he finally gave up and sobbed into my chest. I patted his back letting him have his moment while I waited. Once he was done and I could only hear a few sniffles I looked up and saw the class either coupled together or sitting alone looking upset for their classmate.

"Does anyone here have a... Boyfriend or girlfriend from a different class?" I was not sure if I actually wanted to know the answer or not. I watched as they each shook their heads no and I nodded in understanding. "I know I'm not the easiest person to talk to. But if you need someone to listen, I am here for you. I know that," I looked down at the red head who was still clinging to me but was now looking up at me in both confusion, and maybe hope? I let out a sigh, "I know that being gay is not easy, it never has been and as time goes on it has gotten better but I fear it will never be fully accepted no matter how much we wish it was. My husband and I are always willing to listen and you don't have to be in the LGBTQ+ community to talk to us. We probably won't know how to help but we can still listen."

I look around at my students and I see more than one start to cry before several start bawling and then... I had at least three students aside from Kirishima clutching at me as they bawled. When did I get so attached to my students? I let them cry and it seemed that they were taking turns crying while holding onto me. It wasn't until the end that Iida walked over and just put his head against my shoulder, he didn't cry and he didn't grab onto me. He just stayed there as if he was somehow finding comfort for the first time in his life. I drape an arm around his shoulders and whisper, "You can talk to me about anything."

His tears started flowing and soon what was supposed to be a mission briefing turned into a group therapy session. I learned how Iida had such heavy expectations placed on him and how everything had to be done just so or it was never good enough. It was never good enough even when it was perfect, only as expected. He loved his family of course he just didn't know how to actually make them happy.

I learned how financially strapped Uraraka's family was and how much of a relief it actually was that UA installed the dorm system two years ago. Now they could all actually eat everyday thanks to that. I learned how Kirishima's argument had started and that was that he wanted Tetsutetsu to finally tell his family about him. He suspected they were homophobic and that he hadn't come out of the closet yet like he said he had.

Sero told me how much UA meant to him because he was heavily bullied for his quirk, getting told that even a quirkless nobody had a better chance than he did. One by one each of my students came to me with their problems. Eventually Kaminari burst into tears scaring those nearest him and he confessed that he was gay but has been to afraid to say anything because he wasn't as awesome as either Kirishima who had been in a relationship for several months now apparently or Bakugo who had hidden it all the way up until the video.

"If even Bakugo hid it until he was dying then how could I pretend that I was strong enough?" The blond dropped to his knees and I quickly learned that almost half of my students were gay or some variation of the LGBTQ+ community and those that were not only had respect for their classmates who opened up to them. I couldn't be more proud of my students.

"My father," I looked up to see Todoroki standing nearby. I lifted an arm and he quickly wrapped his arms around me like he was afraid that I would change my mind before he continued. "My father beat me, everyday. Said it would make me stronger, then when he was done he told me I couldn't cry because that only showed how weak I really was. Yeah, my mother poured boiling water on my face, but she tried so hard both before and after to show me that she loved me and my siblings." he took a breath before burying his face into my shoulder.

"He had her locked up for child abuse but no one said anything when he pushed me down when I tried to run to her while they were taking her away. She hurt me, once in my life. But because it left a scar she wasn't allowed to see any of us again. On the one hand she never had to suffer from his abuse anymore. I didn't wake up to her screaming in the middle of the night because he came home 'happy' or worse mad. Her screams still haunt my nightmares but since I started going to see her again at her facility it has gotten easier." He looked up hesitating and I think I scared him because he tried to pull away. I circled both of my arms around his shoulders and held him to me. I don't have a clue at what point the rest of my students gathered around but once his tears started to fall the room filled with not crying or laughter or even taunts but coos of affection and hushed reassurances.

"Does anyone have an issue with me requiring all class 3A students to stay on grounds unless given written permission stating why they are allowed to leave?" I looked around and saw most of my students shaking their heads and the ones I couldn't see didn't speak up either. "Then it's done."

It wasn't until almost 10 pm that night that Iida finally asked why I wanted to see them all in the first place. They had all calmed down and I debated on whether I should tell them or not but I gave in because they would have to know eventually anyway.

"You all remember the mission during class?" I see them all nod, their faces twisting from sad confusion to anger and even hate for a few of them as well as relief for a few others. "Well since you are all going to be a part of the mission, later on anyway, I thought now would be a good time for you all to start memorizing the information already gathered. This would be in addition to your current school work but since we won't be watching the video nearly as much." A few heads snapped up at that causing me a little confusion.

"We can't stop watching the video, if we do everyone will know something is up!" Kirishima pointed out, starting to panic. "I can't lose him again, never again." I watched as he dissolved into tears at his own words.

I nod understanding, "Then during the video we will use the time to study harder than any other person before you." I saw several students nod in agreement and pointed out the notebooks I brought with me. "Hand these out and once you have all memorized them bring them back to me and I'll hand you the next set. You will have to be able to keep your grades up though."

"That won't be a problem, Aizawa sensei!" Momo answered, her expression was about as scary as humanly possible. That's right, she is gay and has been fighting her family about an arranged marriage since she came here. I wonder if she has told them about her sexuailty?

"You all are my students, no one will lay a hand on any of you regardless of how high up they are," I looked meaningfully at Momo, Todoroki and Iida and the three of them nodded understanding that they would also have each other's backs. It also did not escape my notice that the living room somehow had a large pile of never used notebooks, pens, pencils, erasers and other odds and ends like that.

Or how everytime I came into the dorms afterwards Sato was baking while studying a list and somehow always made way too much. I don't think Uraraka is going to have to worry about supplies anytime soon. Or anything else for that matter.