For some odd reason, there had been a trio of teachers chosen to help two students that utilized draining emotions from others to store their power. The three unanimously voted in were Cheshire, Present Mic, and Midnight.
Mic and Cheshire had been unceremoniously dumped with the girl that wanted to try and work with the passionate emotions: love and desire.
"I mean, I kinda get Midnight, but why the hell were we chosen?!" Mic scratched his forehead with one finger, his expression puzzled.
"No clue," Elly said. "She looks like she's doing okay, though." Midnight was on the other side of the room coaching another girl with similar powers.
"Hey, I need some emotions here. Go drag her over if she can help. Maybe you can kiss her or something."
Elly's face scrunched up and she tried very hard to hide her emotions.
Mic looked just as uncomfortable and he shook his head slowly. "Uh, nuh uh. No way. I'm sorry, but I won't do that. Not with her."
"Fine, then," the girl groaned dramatically. "Then kiss Ms. Cheshire. I just need a spark, anything, to start my quirk!"
He bit his lip. "Hold up! How'd you two even make it into U.A with <i>these</i> provacative quirks?!"
Midnight had wandered over and she groaned loudly when she heard him complaining. "Ugh, just <i>do it</i>, Yamada. You've been making puppy dog eyes at Cheshire for months. You know you want to."
"<i><b>Midnight!</i></b>" He was so embarrassed he didn't think to curb his protesting squeal. The dark haired teacher gargled and fell to her knees on the ground, her hands hurriedly covering her ears.
"Serves her right," Elly murmured from beside him.
"Ah!" He jumped several feet away in shock. "You heard that?!"
"Yes. Is it true?" She cocked her head at him, her ears swiveling towards him.
He gaped at her in horror. "I - I, I, uh..."
"Mic." She took hold of his jacket collar in both hands, pulling him close. "Do you <i>want</i> to kiss me?"
He nodded emphatically, his sunglasses bobbing up and down.
"Me, too." She lifted her head so their neck gear didn't get in the way and closed the gap between them. In the last moment before their lips touched she paused, her purple eyes wide and vulnerable.
"S'okay," he murmured and slipped his long arms around her waist, bending the last bit so they touched. Both had thought they could make a little gesture, brush their lips on each other's and then back away.
They had never been so mistaken.
Once they joined, they were fused tightly together as one. Elly purred and he hummed pleasantly, the sounds combining into an interesting duet as she ran her hands caressingly up his chest on top of the buttons and zippers of his jacket. Mic desperately wished they were on his bare skin, and the thought made him groan and deepen the kiss further. Neither was aware of their surroundings as they lived only in this moment of exploration, mutually aware that this was now the first of many.
They broke apart with Mic whining softly, a low sort of feedback sound. His green-gold spiraling eyes were dreamy and far away. "Whoaaaa..."
"Wow."
They had forgotten the student. She was dancing about with excitement.
"<i>All right!</i>" She screamed ecstatically. "You two are really something else! <i>Look</i> at all this!" The power emanating from her stored passion quirk was so high it was crackling electricity throughout the air all around. "Yeah heh! Let's go train!"
The two teachers broke apart, their eyes locked onto each other. Mic bit his lip and grinned sheepishly down at her.
"Looks like we've got more than a spark, huh?"
"You betcha, baby," he whispered.
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