The Infirmary

Izuku stepped into the infirmary of the school, Domain of Chiyo, known as Recovery Girl the Ever-Youthful heroine. "Am I late?" He called out to the group of people sitting around a small-ish table.

"No, you're fine, Izuku." Chiyo smiled at him. "You're not even the last person to arrive. We're actually waiting for Shouta to drag himself here."

"That's strange." Izuku said, looking around the room. "Normally he'd be the first here. You sure he's not hiding under a table?"

"Oh no, he knows I'm right ticked about him." Chiyo growled. "So the man who claims to be the most rational teacher in this school is probably going to wait until the last dog gone minute to drag his over worked carcass in here."

"Then I suppose this is as much a dressing down is as it is an announcement that you want witnesses for?" Vlad King, known to the students as Mr. Kan the homeroom teacher for 1-B, asked the youthful senior citizen.

"Oh yes. And the student council members of your year will be reporting to me, and can pass along the news to their classmates, in case he doesn't damn well listen." Oh no, the cursing was starting. Chiyo only cursed when right mad.

Izuku tried to pity Aizawa, but wondered if he had brought it on himself?

"Is it really that serious?" Momo Yaoyorozu, Vice President student rep of class 1-A asked, eyes widening a bit at the usually friendly and patient nurse-themed heroine being genuinely mad.

"Of course it is!" The 27-year old looking heroine barked, pinching the bridge of her nose with a sigh. "I'm sorry, dear. I know I shouldn't get mad at you. But he's done it now, and he's gonna listen this time."

"Wow, it does sound serious." Itsuka Kendo, Student Council President of class 1-B, shook her head. "But I still don't get why we have to be here."

"It's like I told you, Kendo." Mr. Kan spoke up. "It'll affect both our classes, but you'll have to just wait until Aizawa gets here for an explanation."

"Oh yeah, speaking of, he's slinking down the hall." Setsuna Tokage, the vice president of 1-B said, drawing Izuku's attention towards her. Her eye was missing, her hand covering up the gaping hole in her face where it should have been, a sure sign of her quirk in action. "And I mean slinking. Like a caterpillar, or a worm. A yellow worm at that."

"Oh, so he's in his sleeping bag then." Izuku nodded at the girl, getting a thumbs up. "That's... pretty usual for him. But I guess he knows he's in the wrong?"

"I never took Mr. Aizawa as one to try and avoid a punishment." Momo shook her head, leaning back into her folding chair.

"It's because he thinks he's in the right, and that I'm just being overbearing." Chiyo shook her head, crossing her arms and tapping her fingers as her brow twitched. "I still remember when he nearly lost an eye because he refused to let up on training. He refused to quit, even during spars, when his goggles failed. The idiot held his eye open manually for over an hour while I made sure none of the shattered plastic was small enough to get into his tear ducts and read him the riot act. And he still hasn't learned to listen, it seems."

"Um, Recovery Girl, ma'am?" Itsuka sat on the edge of her seat, for some reason suddenly nervous. "Should you be telling us about that? Wouldn't Mr. Aizawa get mad at us for knowing?"

"He'll be irritated, but he won't hold it against you." Kan Laughed a bit at his student's sudden nervousness. "He may threaten to expel you if you tell another person, but beyond that he'll just glare at you with that dead stare of his if you bring it up around him!" The pale man reached over, and pat Itsuka on the head much to her embarrassment.

"Well, there's nothing to do but wait for him to crawl his way in here." Chiyo sighed again. "Might as well ask how you're all feeling, since I AM the nurse."

"Nah, I'm good." Setsuna shook her head. "Took a lazy weekend after the hell they put us through last week in hero training."

"Oh yeah, you guys were at the USJ after us, weren't you?" Momo asked the green haired girl. "Was Thirteen there, and was the building repaired that quick?"

"No, Thirteen wasn't there." Itsuka shook her head. "And I may have sprained my ankle during practice last night after my light went out in my room, but I'll be fine Recovery Girl."

"Nonsense. If I don't keep you in tip top shape, especially when you've got hero classes today, what kind of nurse would I be?" Chiyo chuckled, standing up to walk over to the orange-haired martial artist. "Here, let me make it all better." She said, leaning down and giving a peck on the girl's forehead.

The girl blushed a dark red, even as a blue glow surrounded her body for a brief moment. "T-thank you, Ma'am. It feels a lot better."

"Oh, here comes Principal Nezu." Setsuna suddenly piped up moments before the large mouse-bear-dog thing entered the room. "Heya, Mr. Principal."

"Hello hello hello, Ms. Tokage." The chimera waved as he smiled that inhuman smile. "And everyone else, as well. I hope your mornings are going splendidly?"

"Oh, well, yes Sir." Momo nodded at the animal. "We're just waiting for Mr. Aizawa to come in so we can learn exactly why Recovery Girl called us in. Homeroom is about to start, after all." Momo looked pointedly at the clock above the door out into the hall.

"Oh, there's no need to worry, Ms. Yaoyorozu." The vaguely happy monotone voice of the non-human principal of UA did little to set her at ease, even as he trained his beady but calculating eye around the room. "I've already arranged for Ectoplasm and Midnight to take over the classes for however long Aizawa decides to drag this out for. I'm here to show support for our resident nurse, who has more than proven over the years her expertise on such matters and that fools who disregard her advice often end up worse off than they otherwise would be. I do so enjoy watching humans capitulate to reason against their will."

Every student in the room felt a chill at the barely hidden malice behind the still smiling face of the principal.

Wow, Principal Nezu is kinda terrifying. That was the general thought process of the four students.

"And thank you for that, Nezu." Chiyo smiled at the rat-bear-dog before looking at the slightly open door, courtesy of Nezu himself when he walked in. "Now unless he plans to run outta this school, Aizawa better get in here PRONTO!" Chiyo shouted the last word just as the door opened, Aizawa trudging in as Setsuna's eye floated in over his shoulder.

"Fine, fine." The normally homeless looking hero mumbled through the numerous bandages wrapped around his head. "I'm here."

"Hmph. Took you long enough to crawl down the hallway." Chiyo stood, walking over to the man and leading him to a bed by the scarf of his outfit. "Sit there and get comfy."

"Recovery girl," Aizawa sighed. "I can't stay here. I have class to teach."

"Not in your condition, young man." The nurse glared at the grown man, hands on her hips. "You are going to be confined to my office until you are well enough or smart enough to leave campus grounds without possibly aggravating your injuries. I've heard that you went out on patrol, despite I don't know how many orders to not do so."

"It wasn't patrol." Aizawa groused. "I was coming home from the store when I saw some idiot try to mug an old lady in an alley. I stepped threw my box of juice at him, used some loose bandages to wrap up his arms and just used my quirk for maybe two seconds to stop him from slipping out of them. SOme kind of soap quirk if I remember the police report right." Aizawa shook his head. "Look, there was minimal risk of injury, and I took steps to nullify the villain before he even knew I was there and could thus pose a threat. Are you really going to do something as irrational as suspend me from teaching duties as well as heroics?"

"No doubt about it I am!" Chiyo spoke harshly, making every human in the room flinch, Nezu sitting there unblinking through it all. "I don't know if you've been paying attention, but your fight with that Nomu creature really put you in a bad spot. Even with myself and my quirk helping your recovery along, you were lucky to walk away from that whole affair alive, much less without any mental impediments." She reminded him, clinically and cold as a scalpel. "Not to mention the strain on your body, the ocular damage from both over use of your quirk and the head trauma, the broken arm, the other arm which was almost disintegrated having needing to repair the muscles, the amount of blood lost over the course of the entire incident and in general your overall poor health from not sleeping as you should. You will be in this office, under my watch, until I am satisfied with your health. Am I clear?"

Aizawa held her stare, his eyes conveying the feeling that he was apathetic to all this. But he was silent, the air in the room tense.

"And what if I refuse?"

"Then I send some papers in and have you suspended from hero duties until I deem you fit to return to duty, physically AND mentally." She returned just as calmly. "Please don't test me, Aizawa. You know I've done it before, and you should well know I'll do it again."

The stare behind the bandages was flat, but his eyes lazily moved from one person to the next in the room. And when the man's gaze settled on the principal (Who gave a little wave) he sighed once more. "It seems I will be staying here for some amount of time. I take it you already had a plan for this, Sir?"

"Oh, yes. I had a feeling you would see the logic behind Recovery Girl's actions and acquiesce to her rather logical orders. You are quite the teacher, Aizawa, and it would be a shame to lose such a stalwart hero as yourself because you refused to learn when to step back. While Nemuri will tentatively be taking your position, I've put out an ad on the hero-exclusive sites to let them know we will be welcoming a few speakers for a day to fill in for you. A variety of heroic personalities will do the students good, and give them an idea of what may be expected of them in the near future." The ch1ld sized rodent thing hopped down from his seat, paws behind his back. "Well, that was a nice little morning distraction. Kan, I suppose you'd be willing to intermingle classes A and B for the duration of Aizawa's absence?"

"Of course, Sir." The blood wielding man nodded. "I was actually wondering when would be an appropriate time to start inter-class exercises. While this isn't how I'd prefer to go about it, it will hopefully cull any malicious feelings between our classes."

"Ah, yes. I suppose 1-B is feeling a little left out, not having the spotlight on them nor a target on their backs from villains? How peculiar, I suppose, that students who have only had barely a month of education are so eager to fight for their lives and envy those who have come out of such a battle." The principal gave a soft chuckle.

"Uh, Sir?" Itsuka raised her hand as the animal turned to face her. "It's not all of us. It's actually only about half, I think? Mostly it's from Monoma Neito. He seems to have some kind of grudge against 1-A for some reason. I don't actually know why, myself, and I have to listen to him every day."

"I'll admit I want to see how I measure up, but I don't really hate you guys." Setsuna shrugged, elbowing Momo in the side with a grin. "After all, we may be class mates in a technical sense, but we're also rivals. Can't let you guys pull ahead too much, and having a villain attack, the first at the school ever, under your belts is a pretty big thing."

"W-well..." Izuku thought back to the attack, being displaced by that mist person, Kurogiri, over to the water zone and having to lead Tsuyu and Mineta to safety, only to nearly lose Tsuyu to the villain with all the hands. "It's a pretty big deal, yeah, but probably not for the reasons you're thinking of. It was... kinda terrifying actually. Having to fight for our lives, one teacher incapacitated and another fighting solo." Izuku looked at Aizawa, who nodded. "I don't know how much you guys know, but we weren't all together. We got scattered across the entire facility. I nearly got bitten in half by a man with a shark quirk. If it weren't for Tsuyu, I'd probably be dead, and by that measure so would Tsuyu and Mineta because they were too panicked to think of an escape plan, and also because neither of them have the raw physical strength to do what needed to be done to actually escape."

"Yeah, it wasn't easy on our end either." Momo shook her head, eyes downcast and her jaw set. "It was Myself, Kyouka and Kaminari up in the mountain area. There were a lot of villains, surrounding us. If we made one misstep, none of us would be here today either. If me and Kyouka were lucky, that was. As it was, we almost didn't make it, as one of the villains took Kaminari hostage. Only Mr. Snipe's arrival saved us from who knows what."

"All in all, we're lucky that only Mr. Aizawa and Thirteen were injured so badly." Izuku continued. "It could have been a whole lot worse off. Speaking of, how is Thirteen doing?"

"Oh, they're fine. Just pulling themselves together for a while, they'll be back sometime in the next month. It's hard for someone with Thirteen's condition to recuperate from the sort of things it takes to harm them. I was actually going to visit them later today. But, before that, I'd like to speak with you after class ends for the day, Mr. Midoriya. I hope you don't mind holding off any extracurricular activities until our business is concluded?"

Izuku felt a chill run up his spine as the animal focused all its attention on him. "N-no Sir. I'll see you as soon as class ends."

"Splendid, just splendid." The animal clapped its paws together before they returned behind his back. "Well, I must get back to my office. Rest assured, Aizawa. If it comes down to it I do not mind dusting off my teacher's cap for a day or two for our students. Ta ta now, everyone."

And with that ominous message, the Principal of UA strode from the room.

"Oh dearie me, it looks like Nezu's getting restless again." Chiyo sighed with a shake of her head, but a smile on her face. "Alright, all of you get on out of here. If you see this one," She thumbed at Aizawa, who stared at her with dull eyes that radiated irritation. "Out of my office without me or another teacher, you let me know. And spread it to your classmates, too. Oh, and each of you take a few gummies." She reached into her coat as she said this, pulling out a few wrapped gummy bears and handing them out. "I have a feeling you'll be needing them today for classes."

"Alright, thanks Chiyo!" Kan smiled at the woman, waving the students on. "I think we've wasted enough time. You'll have half of the period that we have left to explain to your classes what's going on before Nemuri and I bring you all out to training ground alpha for some class bonding through training."