As Aizawa continued to take a lap around the gym, I walked over to the pair of silks. First thing's first: what's the stretch on this thing?

I held on to the silks above my head and tucked my legs into a pike. Within seconds I found the fabric to have medium stretch. Perfect.

After a few minutes of stretching my arms, shoulders, and hamstrings, I separated the fabric and double wrapped my wrists before doing several shoulder shrugs. My muscles definitely felt like they had less stamina, but I had been in this world for about a week. It was understandable that I was a tiny bit rusty.

As I continued about my warm up, I watched Aizawa as he did his push ups. And not just regular push ups. One handed finger push ups.

'Damn!'

I found myself in complete awe. Here I was struggling to keep myself in the air, and there he was, wrapped in bandages, and still being a badass.

I had to try and and keep up in some way. His tenacity inspired me and lit a fire under my ass.

'Come on, muscles. Don't fail me now when we've just gotten started!'

I started to climb from the bottom to the very top of the silks. It took only a minute or so, but then came the challenging part: descending with straddle legs. My forearms, biceps and quads were screaming as I slowly made my way down, but I didn't let that stop me. After all, if he wasnt stopping, why should I?

After making it down, I shook out my legs and fingers and started prepping for some inverts.

'He seemed surprised when I told him I could do this. I should try and make a good impression while I'm at it.' I thought.

***

(Aizawa's POV)

I could tell my body was weak from not only the injuries, but also the lack of movement these last few days. But I knew if I didn't start this training soon, I couldn't do my job. Not only as a teacher, but also as Doe's protector. And while I knew my students were gifted and skilled, I wasn't about to make a gamble with a quirkless woman under my watch.

As I went to the dummies after my push-ups, crunches, and lunges, I looked over to where she was. My eyes widened as I saw here climbing the fabric and inverting with elegance. She wasn't completely graceful, but that didn't matter. She was captivating to watch as she moved from pose to pose, wrapping the fabric around various parts of her body.

'That imagery is certainly enticing...' I thought.

I rubbed my fingers against my eyes in frustration.

"Not now." I quietly scolded myself as I refocused my gaze from her to the dummy, preparing to strike it as though it were my next target.

'You're her guardian, not her Dom. Be a professional, dammit.'

And with that, I began taking all of that pent up perversion and using it to kick and punch the dummy instead. I needed to focus, but goddammit, was she making it difficult.

***

(Reader POV)

After about a half an hour of being in the air, I decided to call it quits for the day. My entire body felt like it was a limp noodle, as my knees, arms, and legs tingled uncomfortably from the fabric burn. The inside of my knees and armpits felt raw from the pressure after doing several drops and slides in a row. Honestly, if felt good to be in the air - but damn did it come at a price!

I sat on the ground, as I watched Aizawa from afar fighting one of the punch dummies. His movements were so fluid. The combos were unbelievably controlled and smooth. I felt my jaw drop as he did a tornado kick to the dummy's head, knocking it completely off. The head bounced on the ground before rolling away several more feet.

I stood up and headed over to where he was. He was panting as I grabbed the severed, wooden head and walked closer.

"I think it's safe to say you killed it." I joked.

He stood up straight as he looked at me.

"I take it you're already tired?" he asked.

"With aerial? Yeah, I'm kinda exhausted." I said with an embarrassed chuckle, "Thankfully, I know when to stop. I still have a bit of energy left, though."

"Good." he responded before coming at me with a side kick.

I screamed as I jumped out of the way and dodged his kick.

"What the fu-" I started to say, but he was already set on trying to throw a punch.

Instinctively, I got into my martial arts stance, and saved myself with a side block, swirving his arm away from my body. When his arm came into contact with mine, it felt like someone had hit my arm with a giant log. It hurt like hell but I jumped back again to get out of the way.

"What the hell was that all about?!" I screamed in anger.

"You may be done, but I'm certainly not. And while inanimate objects are useful tools, they're nowhere near as effective as one-on-one combat with someone else." he said, cooly.

I felt a bead of sweat run down my face.

'Is he serious right now?!' I thought, absolutely terrified.

"And you, yourself said you needed to train your martial arts. Let's make this time useful and work on our stamina and strength together." he said.

Before I could respond, he ran at me again and started to punch and kick. I tried to dodge as best as I could, just by running and jumping out of the way.

"Do you think it's even remotely fair that we're at different skill levels?!" I screamed before he lifted me off the ground, and tossed me over his shoulder. My back hit the ground with a loud thud as the wind was knocked out of me.

"Life isn't fair. You may very well be in this scenario here or in the real world, and you need to be prepared for it." he said standing by me, as I struggled to get back up, "Besides, I'm not using all of my power on you. I'm not that cruel."

"Yeah, still a bit much. You could've just asked." I said, still very much in pain as I slowly got back into a defense stance.

He smirked.

"I tell you what, if you can hit me at least once, we'll end training for the day." he said, as he raised his hand and and motioned his fingers to come forward in a taunting way.

"I'm all yours. Take your shot." he said, teasing me.

I ran at him and tried to punch and kick my way towards him, but everything I did, he dodged with ease. It was like a game to him. At one point, I attempted a roundhouse kick, and he grabbed my leg and threw me to the side, using my momentum against me.

I hit the ground with another thud as I looked up at him in anger.

"I thought I heard you say I'd be surprised in regards to how much you could handle." he taunted as he calmly walked towards me.

My face went red.

That bastard did hear me!

"I'm beginning to think you're all bark and no bite, Miss Doe." he said as he bent down to me with a smile.

I went to swing my fist at his face, but he caught my wrist firmly with his hand like it was nothing.

My face grew warmer. As much as I hated his taunts, I couldn't help but like how he grabbed me. I had to admit, it was kinda hot, in a primal way. But before I could get lost in thought, my instincts kicked in again.

I threw my free arm around his lower waist, and used my hip to throw him over me. He hit the ground with a thud, and I quickly pinning him down and straddling him before he could get back up again.

He looked up at me, and a devilish smile spread across his face, as he used his legs to throw off my balance, and rolled me over, so that I was now pinned to the ground.

"Impressive." he mused, as he watched me struggle, "but it's best not to try and use your own body weight against a bigger opponent." he said, holding my wrists firmly to the ground above my head, his face closer to mine as he smiled in amusement.

That smug look pissed me off, not only because he was right, but it got me flustered. I couldn't focus when he was getting me all hot and bothered.

'Okay, shit. Think! Think!' I thought, looking around my surroundings for anything I could use to get out, though there was nothing, 'I need to do something to get out of this. I don't have much strength left, and if we keep going, he's going to run me ragged and drag me out of here.'

Then it hit me.

There was...*one* thing I could do. But oh god, was it ballsy, and was I terrified of the consequences. But I had no other way out. I had to try.

Without hesitation, I pushed my lips against his, and kissed him. I felt his entire body jolt with surprise and freeze. Even I was surprised by my actions. My heart was racing and adrenaline pumped through my veins.

Like, holy shit - I'm kissing Aizawa.

And...

I like it.

My lips parted from his as I looked at him. His grip relaxed on my wrists as he looked at me. His face was frozen with shock, with a slight blush to his cheeks. Now was my chance. I had to take it.

"Sorry about this." I said with remorse.

BAM!

One punch to the face and he was off of me.