My Hero Academia: The Next Generation discussion

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Masami had stuck around for a little bit after meeting with Nezu since it was almost lunch time by time they finished. Now that it was lunch time, he made his way to Class 1-A since none of the students would be in there and gave a knock to the door.

Starkhan was taken aback. None of his students came to his room for lunch but he looked up from his paperwork. "Come in."

Masami opened the door and stepped in. "Told you I remembered where the A classes were" He said with a smirk.

He did a double take and sighed. "Out." He continued with his paperwork, glancing up at him and having to move his hair.

"Now why would I do that? You'll have the summer to do paper work, I only have so much time I can be with the hottest hero alive" Masami said with a hand over his heart as he simply walked in.

He set down his pen and leaned back in his chair, putting his hands together over his chest. "Don't sweeten me up, ass. What do you want." He raised his brows.

"I already think your ass is nice, I don't have to sweeten it up. But nothing in particular, although I am curious if you trashed my card" Masami replied, pocketing his hands.

He leveled him a glare. "Not yours to look at, Masami. And no. I was just thinking about it going in the trash." He gave him a forced sweet smile.

"Well I can't look at my own, now can I? I'm flexible, but enough for that" Masami replied. "And I figured you'd think that, hence why I have back-up plans" Masami said, his small smirk returning.

He shook his head and held it up with a hand. "Good lord. What's your "back up plans"?" He glanced at him, going back to his paperwork.

"You'll only figure them out if you throw the card away before putting my number in your phone" Masami shrugged.

He actually laughed without any humor. "You think. YOU think, you can bait me into putting your number into my phone?" He leaned forward onto his desk, sighing. "Nice try."

"Charming laugh, but I'm just saying, no text or call by the end of the week, two more days, and the plans come into play" Masami said with a shrug.

"So if I ignore you, you skip the hint and come bug the shit out of me?" He asked, ignoring his first comment.

"Exactly" Masami nodded, leaning against the wall.

He grumbled. "So I'm fucked either way. I still have to associate with you. Something." He stood, sitting half on the desk. "I am not too on board with, Masami."

"I'm just trynna help you loosen up, love. Hirito and Maho both agree that your stick is pretty far up there, and I can see it coming out of you nose, so pretty high up there unless it's a fucking staff instead of a stick" Masami chuckled.

A nock was heard on the class room door.

He scoffed and chuckled dryly. "The way you're acting, I don't call that all your intention. Stick up my ass? That's maturity. Responsibility. Something you lack thereof."

"Lack I might, but oh well" He ignored the first comment and looked at the door.

Aston noticed him ignoring the comment and looked to the door, learning his lesson, he asked. "Who is it?"

"Mr. Starkhan sir can i come in?" The voice of Akio said.

Damn he was popular today. He wasn't going to get anything done. "Yes, Midoriya." He waited for her to enter. "What do you need?"

Akio walked in. "I just came by to drop off the design for my hero costume. I wanted your approval before sendingi it to the designer you recommended." Akio said nervously walking away from Masami.

Masami stayed against the wall, giving her a small wave.

"That can go to the office. That technically would be classified with your submission form. Just let them know and they'll handle it. Anything else I can do for you?" He smiled a more genuinely, noticing her adversity to Masami.

"No sir. Oh! also I'll bring in the homework tommorrw, sorry if it's late..." Akio said apologizing with a bow.

"You're fine. As long as it's in by the end of this week. Talk to you later, Akio." He smiled more, sending her on her way.

She nodded and left.

"I smell favoritism" Masami commented after she left.

Aston turned to Masami the smile dropping. "You lack a lot of things." He looked him up and down with a straight face. "I'd be surprised you know much anything useful. But why me? Why not leave me alone?"

"And I don't have favorites. I treat all my students that way."

"Mhm, still smell favoritism. But again, the stick up your ass. Hitoshi has one, yeah, but it's working its way out now that he's going soft. You on the other-hand, from what I know, focus on your work only and don't have much of a social life, you also stay out of the light with hero work" Masami said.

He shook his head. "Read a file? Seem to know a lot about me. I don't have much of a social life? People piss me off, exhibit A." He motioned at Masami. "And again, that stick is responsibility. Unlike some who stick others and end up learning the hard way." He crossed his arms and scowled.

"You're a hero and a U.A teacher, not exactly hard to figure out much about you, not that there's much, which had me coming to my conclusions of staying in the dark and focusing on work" Masami shrugged. "And tell me, what exactly is my hard way of learning going to be?"

He glared. "I don't know. You tell me. Weren't you without a kid? How'd you magically gain one? Last I knew your sister had the kids between you two."

"One night stand about 18 years ago, I had no idea about her until yesterday when Hitoshi and Hirito brought her to the agency" Masami said, full honesty.

He waved his hand. "Well, there ya go. You spelt it out for me. That's what you get. For not being responsible. Or 'a stick up your ass.' " He smiled with bite, far from friendly.

"I want to think I was drunk that night, thank you. Or the condom just broke and I didn't notice" Masami said, giving another shrug. "But either way, it doesn't matter. I have a daughter and I'm going to care for her the best I can now that I know about her"

He shook his head again, running a hand down his face. "I could've lived without knowing your personal feelings on that matter. And good for you. Gotta do something right." He still was heavily irritated, and didn't hide it, messing with his pen.

"You question me on it the matter, also said shit about how I'm irresponsible" Masami laughed. "But I may seem like some alien that just cares about annoying people and stuff, but you'd be surprised if you were to actually get to know me, doubt you will though"

"I didn't ask how you think your child was made." He deadpanned. "You assume I think the worst of you, I just find your carefree, irresponsible, flirtatious, and obnoxious behavior annoying."

"Didn't go into detail, now did I? Just said probably drunk" Masami corrected him. "Carefree and flirtatious are true, I admit that wholeheartedly, but just because I have those trademarks, doesn't mean irresponsible is another"

"I'll have to see to believe." He sat and started to continue with his work. "But it leads to irresponsibly. And not the best decisions." He checked over another paper.

"And how do I prove that? But I also admit the bad decisions" Masami said, crossing his arms.

(Heads up. I'mma bout to do something. It may or may not get dark depending on what pops into my head.)

(Fun :') But got it!)

Akio screamed, but was then quickly cut off as a loud echoing SLAM was heard.

"I'm sure. IF you're responsible. You'll show me." He finished a paper. "And of course. You can't deny that. Suck as being a pain."