The students of Shiketsu high

by Ren Heart

Izuku never gains OFA or attended U.A. Instead he got a scholarship to another elite hero school with a course he feels would be best fit his quirkless status. He joins a class as quirky as their quirks. Some were familiar faces, others somewhat, and some completely new (unless you read my other fics. Just have a read it will make more sense)

1. Chapter 1

AN: I don't own My hero academia or the characters form the other animes that will be appearing.

Ren: let me make this very clear. This is a one-shot teaser chapter of a project I will do in the very, very far future. (Probably). I was thinking about this fic a lot especially for who I will put in Izuku's new class. Which is how this class was created as well as this chapter. Since I was too lazy to come up with an entire class of new OCs to go along with the cannon characters, I hand picked OCs I already created as well as characters that were apart of their stories. Then put them in Deku's new class. I had to change things in order for them all to exist in the My hero academia universe. This is pretty much the introduction chapter for them. I might make profiles of all of them along with a bit of their history that most likely won't be mentioned much in the actual fic. The most I'll do is the rest of this arc. which reminds me...

*SPOILOR WARNING* I will be touching on some important stuff that happens far into the manga. Mainly the beginning of the Hero licence arc (and maybe the rest depending on reactions) which starts at around chapter 103. Characters that appeared there will be seen here. A lot of crap happens so yeah. Spoilers all around.

*OTHER WARNINGS*

Bakugou swears a lot. To be expected. There is also another character that swears a lot. I like him. You guys might not. Oh well.

I'm pretty sure there are errors everywhere. I'll fix them eventually.

Another thing Izuku is slightly OCC mainly because a lot of things has happened to him and that will be further explained when I eventually start to write the full version. But here's a teaser just because I can. Anyway he just has a lot more confidence that he can stand up for himself and do something. Just read it and you'll understand. Also some other characters if you know what anime they come from with also be OCC because they are the versions of themselves from my other fics. If you read my other fics you'll understand what I mean. If not just roll with it for now.

Anyway hope you all enjoy. Though I'm pretty sure no one will be bothered to read this since it's so long, has OCs and I'm not a very good writer but who cares I'm doing this anyway.

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The students of Shiketsu high

Early sunrise-rays peered through the window of a small but homey room. It was a simple room with a desk that was somewhat neatly put together- if you minus a few missed placed paper sheets and pencil shavings. A bookshelf towered over one side with all its grandeur. There were books of all sizes and titles. Like fun mystery novels one reads in their spare time and a collection of thick and heavy law books. But there was a shelf all too itself filled with an alignment of notebooks that faded through time. One, numbered 13, was not in the best of conditions. In fact, it looked like it got scorched by hell fire before being eventually saved. Then there was a board tacked with various pictures and important notes. Some were linked together with colour corresponding strings and others ringed or even scribbled over with red marker. Of course, since this was a bedroom, there was obviously a bed just beside a curtains-less window along with a bedside table paired with a lamp and an alarm clock. The bright sunrays soon hit the owner of the room awaking him from his slumber. Lazily, his eyes fluttered open to fine a note stuck to his forehead. He raised his body up from under his comforting covers then rubbed the sleep from his eyes. He tried to read the note despite his tiredness:

Hey there sleepy head.

Had a good night sleep?

We found you asleep on your desk again.

You looked so cute I wanted to pinch your freckled cheeks but Seiji stopped me.

Party pooper :P

So anyway, sweetheart, we tucked you into bed with a little help from sensei.

We didn't want to wake you up after all.

I tried to give you a kiss goodnight but Seiji stopped me again.

Seriously what's his problem?

Oh well there's always next time~ ;)

The note was signed by a very clear lipstick kiss mark and even had a fragrant sent of perfume. A smile entered his face. "Those guys." He chuckled to himself and then looked over to his clock. That warm fuzzy feeling soon disappeared along with his happy expression. Now it was replaced with worry and shock. "What?" He yelled as he grabbed his alarm clock. He thought his sleepiness was making him see things but nope. "How did it get so late? I'm sure I set my alarm before I got to work. And if I didn't why didn't anyone wake me?" He scuffled his curly hair in panic but soon spotted a nicely written note from where his clock once stood. It read as so:

My sincerest apologies ,but when sensei noticed how early you set your alarm as well as how late you stayed up. It was a unanimous decision to let you sleep as long as your body needed. You should stop pulling these all- nighters it's not healthy. By the time you are reading this we might have already left. I apologise for not waking you up. But to be fair you are not required to do the exam like the rest of us. We thought it would be unfair if we forced you to wake up along with the rest of us. I'm sure you'll find yourself there. If not I and the others will do our best to keep the class in check until Takako gets here to straighten them out.

The boy sighed heavily, "Those guys. They didn't need to do that." Then he remembered how late it was and tumbled out of bed. He bounced around his room changing out his pyjamas and into his uniform. All the while he was mumbling to himself of the difference tasks he had to do and how to cut down on time so he could get out of there faster. Then he hopped over to his book shelf while trying to but on his last sock. He reached out for a particular shelf and felt around. What he was looking for wasn't there. "What?" He peeked over the shelf and found some of his notebooks were missing. "I was sure they were there last night. I don't think I used any of them. He then glanced at his desk to make sure. There he found his bag sitting on top of his chair ready packed with what appears to be the hilt of a bamboo blade sticking out from the top, and as well as another note written with scruffy handwriting:

Hey! If you're reading this you're probably awake now so...

GOOD MORNING!

Sensei asked if I could get your bag ready last night since we all knew you'd be in a panic when you wake up!

I packed the usual. Pens and other school equipment, your notebooks and even Hi no Tori.

I don't know if you need it but just in case it's there!

"Guys," he groaned with a tinge of light amusement. He opened the bag and saw that everything was in order. Still he glanced back to his shelf of old notebooks and eyed number 13. He picked up the fragile pages and stared at it. He didn't need it. There was really nothing left to use in it but old notes he can look over as many times as he needed. Still he couldn't help but have this odd feeling so he stuffed it in with the others and rushed out his door.

Dashing down the stairs, the boy almost tripped over his untied shoes laces but he managed to catch himself before he face-planted the floor. He was however greeted with a horrific sight. "What happened to the kitchen?" he asked himself as he gasped at the horrendous scene: pots and pans were strewed all around the counters along with missed placed utensils. Some obviously used and others sadly damage. They sat on top of the sink which was just vile. Mountains upon mountains of washing up were piled up with more pans and dishes that were definitely not washed. He could smell their gripping stench from meters away. And the grime. The grime! There were food stains everywhere you look. From the walls to the floors and he didn't even want to know how some got on to the ceiling along with a butter knife. The only place that was left clean was a small counter area with a plate. The area looked purposely wiped down because at arm's length of either side of the plate was the splurges of hideous food stains began. On the plate was a beautifully toasted sugared triangle slices of bread with a small nob of butter. On the side was an array of berries from blue to razz. All topped off with a gentle dusting of icing sugar and a drizzle of golden maple syrup. Right next to it was a note with hand writing as perfect as the dish itself it was practically calligraphy.

Since you are reading this you have awaken and so I bid you a good morning. Before I leave I decided to make you some breakfast. It's nothing special just your ordinary French toast nothing too fancy. Forgive the mess. I had a few trial runs to get it up to standard and the others tried to help me, though it was more like ruining everything, so it ended up being the horrid mess you see before you. I will take full responsibility to clean it up when I get back. I hope the meal is to your satisfaction. I know I could have done better but Nagamasa rushed me out and we ran out of ingredients.

P.S We'll need to go groceries shopping after the exam.

After reading the note he looked over to the a nearby bin with the so called few trial runs tossed in one on top of the other. The poor bin was over filled. "Guys," he groaned as he looked at the picture perfect meal. "They didn't need to go through so much trouble for me." The temptation to sit down and tuck in was great. His stomach was growling with emptiness as his mouth watered slightly. But one look at the clock made him forget about all that. He marched to the exit to his stomach displeasure. Marching past the empty and surprisingly clean dining room, he was about to touch the door handle.

"Where do you think you're going?"

He stopped the second he heard that voice. He turned around and found a middle age man in a typical white and black suit just without a tie and an open blazer sitting comfortably on one of the dining chairs as if he was sitting there the entire time. His wavy, golden locks were tied in a small pony tail that draped down his shoulder. "Hi sensei. What are you doing here?" he asked timidly as he was tempted to just make a run for it. However, knowing his sensei that's not going to happen.

"Waiting for you to wake up silly," the man replied as he took another sip from his dainty little white tea cup. He held it like a proper English-man along with the saucer it was paired with. "Now, where do you think you're going?" He asked again with a smile. Although, that smile had a type of disapproval darkness hidden behind its brightness. "Shouldn't you eat before you go. Seiji worked awfully hard on breakfast. I would hate to see all his efforts go to waste." He pointed to the almost war zone like kitchen. As if it was timed perfectly the butter knife form the ceiling fell from it's placed and splatted on to the marbled floor leaving a brand-new stain.

With a nervous yet polite smile, the boy spoke up. "Sensei, I would love to sit and eat but it's getting really late and the others already left so I need to go catch up to them. So, if you don't mind…"

"Nonsense," the man interrupted. As he spoke the chair that was placed directly across from him suddenly turned. With an elegant motion, the man held out his hand calling to the boy, "Now, have a seat." As if by magic the chair dashed forward like a race car on a mission as it left clouds of dust behind it. It slid into a U turn and scooped up the boy and raced back to its original position. All the while the boy was screaming almost crying form shock while he was forcefully sat down.

He grasped his rapidly beating heart while he panted heavily from shock. "Sensei, was that really necessary?"

"Of course, my boy. Now eat your breakfast." As he said those word the perfectly plated French toast floated in front of the boy and landed gently with a clang. Along with it came a perfectly polished set of a knife and fork that glisten in the light. The two utensils swiftly got to work cut up a bite size piece of the delectable piece of sweeten bread.

"Sensei, while I appreciate the gesture I really should…" he was silence once the fork forcefully shoved the piece into his mouth. The sweet and fruity flavours burst in his mouth and he instantly took hold of the fork and knife allowing whatever mystical forced that held them up to subside. Carefully, he chewed the pieced savouring it's rich flavour.

The blonde smiled at his student's glowing expression. "It's good, isn't it? I always fine food made with love always taste just that better." His deep blue eyed gazed glanced over to a porcelain white teapot with floral painted roses and golden rims that shined as brightly as the sun. Slowly, the fancy teapot levitated from the ground and poured it's contents into a teacup with a matching pattern. A couple of sugar cubes bounced out from their container and landed onto a floating teaspoon. They then proceeded to use the spoon like a diving board and dived into the cup with the spoon string it in. "Would you like some tea with that?" he asked while the teacup and matching saucer slid closer to the boy.

With a sigh of defeat, the boy settled himself into the seat and took the teacup and saucer into his hand. He copied his sensei's actions as he took a slip of the mildly bitter drink with a hint of sweetness. "Thank you." It was just the way he liked it optimal temperature, no milk and two cubes of sugar. His sensei knows him well.

After a few minutes of silence eating the sensei decided to strike up a conversation: "So are you excited for today?"

The boy nodded his head as he swallowed the plumbed strawberry in his mouth. "It should be interesting. I'll get to see new quirks in action. It will also be fun to see how far everyone has grown. I might even get to meet some new pro heroes." He smiled brighter than ever before with a light that rivals even that of the sun.

It was so contagious his sensei couldn't help but try to match it. "You're so sweet little one, but remember to control yourself. There aren't a lot of pro heroes out there that take too kindly of a strange boy interrogating them about their quirks."

"Come on sensei, you know I'm too shy to do anything like that," the boy whined in slight panic as he stuffed another mouthful to calm him down. "Besides that's Click's thing."

"Ah right, that young man does have a thing for gossip. Although, his actions are far nobler than most vicious main stream media out there. To find the absolute truth is better than fining the next big scoop and stirring up controversy."

His student nodded in agreement. "Yeah that one of our mottos we live by. To find the truth." There was a type of sadness in his voice as his eyes lowered down from their previous excitement.

Noticing his student's change of moods, the man spoke up to gain his attention, "Is there something wrong, my boy?"

Immediately, the boy shook his head. "No, no, it's just that talk like that reminds me a lot of my dad. I mean… I can't help but think about him sometimes. You know? Ever since he left abroad I hardly see him even here from him. I barely remember what he looks like without the help of his picture plastered in the grand hall. I know his work is important but…"

The man reached out his hand to touch his student leaving a reassuring feeling upon contact. "It's ok my boy. I'm sure he's thinking about you too as well as your mother. He still sends letters now and, then right? Now then eat up you have a lot to go through today."

With a simple nod, the boy finished off what was left of his meal before he stood up and made his way back to the door. Once again reached out for the door handle but was stopped mid-way as he was called for.

"Wait." The boy did as told and turned back. His sensei wore a grim and serious yet saddened expression. "Do you ever regret coming here?"

The boy laughed at the randomness of the question. "No of course not. Why do you ask?"

"Just wondering. I mean this place… it was never your first choice. I can't help but feel responsible for it."

Longingly, the boy stared off to the side and wondered what could have been. He soon threw those thoughts away. This is the path he chose and he's more than willing to see it through to the bitter end. "I think it about sometimes. What it would be like to go there, but no I don't regret coming here. And I don't think I ever will." He faced the man dead in the eye. Those emerald green eyes sparkled brightly with determination and confidence. "I'm going to keep walking down this path and see where it leads me."

"I see."

Thinking the conversation was over he attempted to take the door handle again. It wasn't.

"Hold it," his sensei once again called out and once again he turned back. His expression was dead serious now with only a mild trace of concern. "You are aware there is 50% chance you'll be facing U.A's A class correct?" With this gentle reminder old memories resurfaced from the depths of the boy's mind. Memories he would rather but will never forget. "Are you prepared to face them?"

Two figures became prominent in his mind. One was impatient and explosive as his own quirk. The other was cold as ice much like his own quirk but he lacks fiery passion that represents his other quirk. These two, in particularly the explosive one, are the ones he needed to look out for. There's no telling what will happened once they meet face to face. "I hope I am sir. I have some things I need to say to them. Hopefully they'll take it to hear.t Or even better they already improved on their faults and I don't need to do anything. But someone needs to give them a push in the right direction. If they're teachers couldn't I'll try my best to." Then he thought of the likeliness they would listen which was slim to nothing. "Then again I might just be wasting my breath."

The man let out a light chuckle, "You always have this undying need to help others no matter who they are. You're a lot like him in that way." He stood up from his seat and walked over to his young student. He bent down to eye level and ruffed up his curls beneath his cap. "Whatever happens know that I am proud of you. You came this far after all."

The boy blushed a bit form his sensei's flattering words. "Thank you, sir." Before he turned around as an attempt to leave he faced his sensei once more. "Is there anything else you need to say?"

"Yes," he casually pointed to the boy's neck, "Your top two buttons are undone."

He looked down at himself and yes, his upper buttons were undone showing off his bare chest. His cheeks flushed red with embarrassment as he scratched his freckled cheeks. He must have forgot to do that after that mad dress rush this morning. "Well this is embarrassing."

The man couldn't help but laugh at the boy's adorable expression. He then proceeded to do them up for him and patted the cap on his head. "Have fun out there, kid. Don't forget. Be proud of who you are and what you achieved. Their words can't hurt you anymore," he said in a rougher tone compared to the regal one he was using.

Firmly, the boy nodded in response with a burning glim in his eyes. "Thanks sensei. Well got to go." With that said the boy finally made it out through the door without any further interruption.

The man stood there for a moment as he watched his precious student walk away from him. He then tried to fish something out from under his shirt. It was a simple locket whose golden colour as faded through time. In the centre was a small crystal in a five-star indent. He clicked the locket open. There inside was a faded picture of his younger self with another man. The man had sickly white skin yet a lively smile. His hair was about shoulder length with a light lime colour to it much like his's eyes only just they were a darker. His cheeks were kissed with freckles much like someone else he knew. He sighed fondly at the picture, "He reminds me so much of you, Saisho. He looks so much like you." He clenched his fist encasing the locket and held it close to his heart. "If only you were here with me. You'd love him and I'm sure he'll love you too. He's been growing a lot lately. You'd be proud." He looked up at the ceiling with a longing yet sadden gaze. "I'll see you soon."

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Meanwhile, the boy was rushing down a semi-busy sidewalk being extremely vigilant not to hit anyone. He let the wind rushed through his forest green curls while keeping one hand on his cap. He's loving the feeling. For whatever reason, he felt so free. He's getting closer and closer to his destination. Hopefully, no one is trying to kill each other yet or start a fight with other students. He soon stopped as he heard a plea for help.

"Oh Mr. Fluffers, why do you keep doing this? You know you have a hard time climbing down trees."

There was an elderly woman looking up at a tree (which was pretty hard thanks to her hunched back). She was trying to call down to a small ginger cat which he concluded was hers. Seeing the elderly woman having a hard time, the boy decided to take a detour to lend a hand, "Excuse me Miss, do you need some help?"

The old woman looked at him with surprise. "Hello there, young man. I didn't see you there." Her attention was then stolen by a small meow. "Oh dear, I'm terribly sorry but my sweet Mr. Fluffers got himself stuck again and I don't know how to get him down."

The boy flashed a smile at her that gave an 'it's going to be alright' vibe. "Don't worry miss I can get him down." He dropped his bag and prepared a running start at the tree. Quickly, he dashed forward as fast as he could. Using the momentum from his run, he used the soles of his shoes to gripped on the tree trunk's rough surface. For a few seconds, he defied gravity and ran straight up the tall trunk. As soon as he reached high enough he grabbed hold of one of the lower branches. He hauled himself up and sat down. Then he got a glance of the cat who positioned himself in a pouncing position with a hissed. The boy tried to be nice and held a helping hand to the cat. He talked softly to try and calm it down, "It's ok, little guy, I'm not going to hurt you. Just come here and I'll take you back to your owner."

And come the little guy did. Right in his face.

The boy screamed in terror as the cat dug his claws into the side of his face and knocked the cap off his head. The two of them had a little wrestled as the boy tried to pull the cat off him and the cat latching on to dear life. Eventually, he got the cat off and it jumped down to the arms of his owner. "Mr. Fluffers, please stop doing that," the old woman said in a babying voiced as he cuddled with the cat and it cuddled back.

With a sigh of relief, the jumped down from the tree and landed ninja style. He then scooped up his hat. Then he dusted off all the dirt and placed it firmly back on his head. He then swung his shoulder bag over his shoulders and began walking on his way.

"Hold on there, dearie!" The old woman called out as she wobbled over to the boy with the help of her cane. "Thank you for helping Mr. Fluffers. I don't know what I would have done without you. And sorry for his behaviour. He doesn't take well to strangers." He insisted it was fine while she continued to apologise. She then noticed the uniform he was wearing and her elderly eyes gleamed. "That uniform. Are you a hero student by any chance?"

The boy smiled as brightly as ever and answered cheerfully: "Nope!"

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Today was a very important day. For today hero students from all over the country will be taking their hero license exams. With it, they will be one step closer to achieving their dreams to become pro heroes. This is especially true for the proud students of the illustrious academy U.A's A class students. They all gathered around each other excitedly chatting away.

"Alright, that's enough." A man with black wrinkled eyes and messy hair strolled up to the group of kids sluggishly. "It's almost time for your exams. I expected you all to pass. Don't disappoint me."

"Yes, Aizawa sensei."

Lazily, the shaggy man yawned and faced his students with stern eyes. They knew this was important so they gulped back their excitement in favour of listening to their sensei. "Remember if you pass this exam then you'll obtain your professional hero license. Then you will no longer be mere eggs. You'll catch into chicks… into semi-pros, you can say." His slack composure straightened up as he stared down his students upping the pressure on their shoulders even more. They can't afford to fail. "You better give it to you all out the."

With the somewhat words of encouragement from their teacher, the students could no longer hold their adrenaline and cheered at the top of their lungs. "Alright, guys let's do this!"

"Yeah let's hatch into chicks!"

"We totally got this!"

"Come on everybody let's say it together. PLUS…"

"ULTRA!"

"ULTRA!"

In the mix of cheers was an unfamiliar and extremely ecstatic voice. They students turned to the source of the voice and saw a well-built teen looming over them with a fist in the air. Over his buzzed cut head was a police officer like cap with a metal plated letter S painted in gold. They have never seen this kid before. They were shocked to find him standing there with a huge grin on his face like he's been with them for years. Safe to say they were all very confused and shocked. Although one student did seem to recognise him, the others on the other hand just stared in silence not sure what to do next.

That was until someone from a group of students, with the exact same hat and uniform as the muscular teen, strolled up behind his classmate. The student has slick pale purple bangs that swiped at the side of his fore head and sharp mildly annoyed eyes. He tapped the shoulder of his classmate to get his attention. "Don't go crashing the inner circles of outsiders, Inasa. It's rude."

Inasa's face joyous cracked with the realisation. "Ugh! You're right." With enthusiastic gestures, he straightened himself up and bowed in break neck speeds. He bowed so deeply that he smashed his head on the hard-concrete forming cracks around him. "Please accept my sincerest apologies!"

"Errk!" went most of A class wondering who the hell was this guy.

However, with the more into the know students, they could give a pretty good guess who they were thanks to their uniforms they wore. Some of the other students gawked at the sight of two of the most renounced high schools in the country and their students exchanging some sort of strange greeting. Bakugou clicked his tongue at them while wearing an uncaring yet wary expression. "The east got U.A and the west got Shikestu. You guys are from Shikestu. Right?"

"That is correct." A tall and extremely hairy (I mean can't even see his face levels of hairy with only a single eye seen through his bangs) stepped forward from the small group. "We are one of Shikestu academy's hero class. It's a pleasure of meet you students of U.A. Out of all the schools in the country Shikestu and U.A are often seen as equals if not rivals. It's truly an honour to finally meet you all in person. I am Nagamasa Mora," the hairy student introduced himself and extended a furry arm in greeting.

The robotic like Student of U.A stepped forward as the representative of his class and accepted the hand diligently. "It's a pleasure to meet you as well. I am Tenya Iida my class's representative of U.A A class. May I assume from your actions you too are a class representative?"

The taller teen chuckled wholesomely as a response and shook his head. "I'm afraid not. That title belongs to someone much more capable. Knowing him he'll be here shortly. You see not all our classmates are here I'm afraid," he explained as he looked back at the merger size group of four counting himself compared to the full size 19 student of U.A's A class. The only current female of the group was tending to their overly energetic classmate's head wound while the other was mildly scolding him for his pointless actions. He was apologising to the two of them with energized vigour as well as telling them he's fine. With a small sigh, Nagamasa turned back to U.A's class rep. "You see most of our classmates are dotted all over the west side of the country. So we'll be waiting for the staggers to come by. Those of us here are the few that live in the dormitory but with the recent events that might change."

"I see." It's understandable really with everything that has been going on like a U.A student getting kidnapped, the appearance and fall of the mighty villain All For One and most crushingly the retirement of the world's greatest hero All Might.

"Oh, how rude of me. I have yet to introduce the rest of us." Nagamasa gestured a hand towards his classmates. "This young lady is Camie Misho."

The girl in question had straight, light colour hair that reaches just below her shoulders, and large, also light colour eyes. She has noticeably full and glossy lips. She leaned in close to get a better look at their competitors and give them a little wink. "Hey boys. You too ladies," she sang as she gave them a flirty wave.

Two of them, an electric blonde and a midget with grapes for hair, just stared at the overly beautiful girl giving them a small piece of her attention. Her flirty actions were enough to get the gears in their head working. So many scenarios played in their mind. So many R rated scenarios. It was enough to give them a nose bleed.

Their perverted happy day dream soon came to an abrupt and painful stop as they felt something jabbing at their backs. "Whatever you guys are thinking, stop it right now," Demanded a short, raven coloured hair girl with earphone jacks for earlobes.

A small sweat drop of discomfort formed on Nagamsa hair covered forehead as he witnessed the scene played out. "Well then, I guess I should move on to the others. The cold looking young man over here is Seiji Shishikura." The boy in question remained silent not so much as looking at the other class let alone giving any sort of greeting. "I hope you can forgive his attitude. If our class representative were here he'd have better manners."

Iida chuckled and assured him it was fine. "Not a problem we have one of those too."

Instinctively, the rest of the class gave a quick glance at Bakugou. However, He did notice and roared with fury, "What are you fuckers looking at!"

"Heh heh heh. We actually have someone else exactly like that too," Nagamasa admitted.

"They can be quite the hand full," Iida joked keeping the mood light.

Nagamasa laughed with him, "Yes well I do hope our class rep gets here before thinks get too out of hand. Our class can get rather rowdy when he's not around."

"He sounds like a respectable individual."

"He is." There was a certain amount of admiration in his tone whenever he mentions this peculiar student. Then he got back to introducing the final student that as currently there. "Anyway this is Inasa Yoarashi. I hope you didn't give you the wrong impression of us. He was really excited to see you all here."

Inasa bowed again this time only half way like a normal person should. "I apologise once again for being rude!" He shot back straighten with an intensely happy expression, "I've always wanted to say plus ultra at least once! I just admire U.A Academy!"

Their teacher recognised the boy the moment he got a good look at his face. He spells trouble. "Listen up everyone that kid is no pushover."

His students looked at each other with wonder. "Do you know him, sensei?"

"Inasa Yoarashi was a recommend student to U.A while you lot were applying. For some unknown reason, he decided to decline the offer." With small gasps of shock were shared between the students as they questioned Inasa's decision. It was hard to wrap their heads around. If he loves U.A so much why did he decline a chance to go there? He was... well weird to them. "He may be a bit odd but make a note he's the real deal."

"Eraserhead? Eraser is that you?" An overly smiley woman with teal green hair strolled up the group waving excitedly. From the looks of things the students can guess she's a hero with her oddly styled costume. It looked like a pirate costume mixed in with a touch of a clown with the bright orange bandana over her head, skin-tight shirt, baggy horizontal striped shorts, and smiley-faced belt. "I saw ya on TV with the sports festival and whatnot but it been forever since we last saw each other like this!"

Eraserhead stared at the woman with a combination of irritation and tiredness. He knows this woman all too well and knows what's about to happen next. Here it comes.

She got up close to the sleep deprived hero and twiddled her finger about to edge him closer which he certainly will not do. "C'mon let's get hitched!"

"No."

"'No!' AH AH! What a laugh!" she cracked out in uncontrollable laugher at the hero's blatant response.

The students watched the two exchanging pleasantries as if it was a sitcom act- One with an overly happy person and the guy who would like to be anywhere but here. That when one of the students recognised the female hero. "Isn't that Miss Joke? The heroine of smiles?"

"Yeah doesn't she have some sort of laughing quirk? Outburst I think."

As they continued their odd exchange Miss Joke called out to her own class of young heroes. "C'mon kids. Get over here its U.A." A small group of teens came walking in beside her with mix emotions of not impressed and generally excited. They looked a little older than both the U.A students and Shiketsu students. "Meet the sophomores I'm in charge of. Ketsubutsu academy's class 2-2."

A teen with messy black hair came zipping into the group and shook each of their hands on by one. "The name's Shindou. U.A's been through quite a bit of trouble lately but you're all still aiming to be heroes despite it all. So admirable!" he cheered with sparkles in his eyes. "I think that from now on what every hero fundamentally needs is an indomitable spirit." Although his words sound encouraging and full of praise there was a hidden layer of sarcasm beneath it all. Eventually, he reached U.A's Bakugou Katsuki who didn't seem amused with the act. Even so, Shindou reached out to him with a smile that almost looked cocky. "Today, if you'll have me, it'd be my honour to be allowed to hone my skills with partners if your calibre-"

Slap!

Aggressively, Bakugou slapped his hand away and shot a glare at the other student. "Don't patronize me. Your words don't match your eyes."

Shindou response was a simple smirk and calculated eyes hidden behind the shadow of his fringe.

"You know he's right. Wearing a fake mask like that isn't really nice." An ominous voice whispered between the students. It was a chill and soothing voice with a jab of sinister mischief tied into it. "I dare say it's underhanded. Giving these poor first years a hit of praise just to watch it all crash down once they're ultimately be hunted. If I didn't know better I'd say…" Suddenly a golden-eyed redhead leaned into Shindou personal space with a devilish Cheshire cat smile, "you're afraid of these first years. Might as well get in good with them now so they won't think you'll be a problem later. Very sneaky."

Shindou stumbled back in surprise. "Where? Who are you?" Then he noticed an iconic hat sitting on top of the redhead's skull. "That uniform. A Shiketsu student?"

The redhead kept his grin on as he tipped his hat to the older student. "Not bad sempai at least you know there are other schools here other than U.A you need to keep an eye on." He then twisted his back to face a somewhat confused yet interested Bakugou. "Say you're that U.A student that got kidnapped last year, right? That must have been a traumatizing experience." He fixed his composure and walked confidently up to Bakugou with his hat covering half of his face. "Then again from the stories I've heard about you. I'm surprised you didn't join them." Once he was in front of his target the boy tapped his cap upwards to stare directly into the explosive teen's eyes. He smirked wider as he caught a glimpse of irritation in those red burning eyes. "Let's face it. With a personality like yours you're best suited to be a villain."

Something snapped inside of Bakugou. By instinct, he stanched up the other student by the collar of his shirt and screamed in his face: "What does that suppose to mean asshole?"

Despite being in a very unfriendly situation the redhead still gave a friendly fake smile. "I mean exactly what I said. Wow and I thought you were supposed to be smart."

"HUH!" Bakugou looked like he was ready to strangle him. That stupid grin was really rubbing him the wrong way.

But before he could kill the guy they were forcefully separated. "Knock it out, Karma. We don't want to cause a scene."

"Awe come on Nagisa. I was only teasing."

The one who tore the two apart was a short and slender body build with sky blue hair tied in a couple of short pigtails. The teen cheeks were puffed up into a pout, "Yeah right. I know you well enough to know it's not true. Why do you always have to pick a fight with everyone we meet?"

"Don't be like that Nagisa you know you love me," the redhead purred as he draped himself over the smaller teens shoulders while snuggling up to them like a cat wanting attention.

The smaller teen's cheeks flushed red. "Karma, please you're embarrassing me."

U.A's resident pervert sighed gloomily at the sweet and heart-warming scene. "Lucky guy, having such a cute girl as a girlfriend." Silence covered the groups of students as one group was holding in their laughter. Although one of them in the group seemed more disheartened then anything else. "What did I say?"

A slight chuckle escaped from Nagamasa lips as he waved off the question. "I'm sorry umm… Mineta isn't it? But Nagisa is…"

"A GUY!" Inasa finished off with a roaring declaration.

"…WHAT!"

Karma just laughed off their shocked expression and cuddled up to his gloomy boyfriend. "It's true this little cutie here is my precious adorable boyfriend. Don't let his looks fool you he's a trap." In conjunction with his words, he trapped the smaller boy in a tight embrace and brought him even closer to his chest. His golden eyes matched something like a predator eyeing something he likes. "And what irresistibly adorable little trap he is," he purred as he gave his little boyfriend a quick peck on the cheek. "I could just eat you up."

While their other classmates giggled at their little moment Nagisa was not amused. Instead, he retaliated and struggled out of Karma's strong hold. "Karma, will you just quit it already," he complained as he pounded on Karma's arms. He never did let go. He found it quite entertaining to watch his little boyfriend trying so hard to get out of his grip. It was always fun to tease him. Nagisa just had enough and begrudgingly surrendered. He crossed his free arms and groaned, "Remind me why I agreed to date you again?"

"Oh you know. You were having mommy troubles. I was having daddy troubles. We started to get close and bam! You said yes to marrying me."

"Date! Not marry!"

Karma chuckled slyly at Nagisa tomato red pouty face. There was a confident gilt in his eyes. "We'll see about that. Give it another 10 years or so."

"Karma!"

Flash!

"Well, well, well what's this I spy? Trouble in paradise?"

Karma playfully groaned and twisted his head to the source of the flash. "Come on, Click. You know that's not true. And by the way, do you always have to carry that damn camera around. I mean seriously we're heading into an exam."

Behind the mask of a camera was a young boy with a cheesy childish grin. However, his brown eyes were sharp and observant. Nothing can get away from him. "I know but you never know when the next big scoop will pass by." He combed his already slicked back chestnut brown hair with only one resilient little piece curly dead centre on his forehead. It sucked out form his cap. "Besides a good journalist never leaves home without their camera you know that." His eyes then caught on something the peaked his interest. "Well looky, looky, what we have here. Miss Joke and Eraserhead two great pros." Erratic flashes came from left and right as Click snapped a shot at all angles. "Rumours say you two were an item. Is that true?"

"No."

"Sure! Ha ha ha!"

Click laughed at the complete polar opposite reactions. "You two sure make an interesting duo." He then moved on to their students snapping a shot here and there. "That must make you lot Ketsubutsu and U.A students. A pleasure to meet you all in the flesh. Particularly you U.A kids." He lowered down his camera and put on a smile of interest for them. "You've been on the news quite a lot lately. It's hard not to notice you all. Oh, and the name's Click if you didn't know. Shikestu head journalist." While recovering from the little seizure they had to go through; they all gave a friendly hello to the picture taking teen. "I hope you don't mind all the pictures. Oh?" He sneaked behind the duel haired student. "You're Endeavours son, right? Shouto Todoroki?"

Todoroki turned his nose at him. "Yes. So, what?"

"It's well known that you have both fire and ice quirks but you hardly use your fire. Care to explain why?"

Coldly, the icy fire user glared at him, "I don't require to tell you anything."

The camera boy shrugged off his coldness, "That's fair. You have your right to remain silent. But you can't blame a guy for trying." He then caught a sight of something he was interested in his camera. "Well look what my lenses caught." He zoomed in closer to while simultaneously walking. The one he was zooming into was Bakugou who was slowly being annoyed by the second. Click tilted his camera at the ticking time boom in the form of a teen. "You look familiar."

"Oh yeah? What's it to you camera fucker?"

The curious teen zoomed his camera closer in. "Aren't you that kid from the Sludge villain incident?"

That hit a nerve. A very strong nerve. "WHAT IF I AM!"

Karma's saw his little explosive outburst and a sly dark smirk appeared on his face. "Oh, that's right you were that kid." He then let go of Nagisa causing him to panic. The smaller boy tried to stop him but he couldn't. With a look like that there's no stopping him. "Say I have a question to ask you. It's been bugging me ever since I hear about that news story." He shoved Click off to the side and leaned into Bakugou's personal space with that same sly expression. "How does to feel having your ass saved by a quirkless kid?"

And that was the last straw. "WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY ASSHOLE." He grasped Karma by the collar and spat in his face. "HOW THE FUCK DID YOU KNOW THAT?"

Even being faced with an explosive demon Karma just laughed. "He told me."

"WHO TOLD YOU!"

"I did." A new voice rang through the air.

Although unfamiliar to most it was still known to a few. Their faces light up from the sound but he knew that voice all too well. It was a voice that hunted him since he was a kid. The cries and pleads still fresh in his mind. That voice. That annoying voice. No matter how hard he tries he can never forget it. Bakugou's grip on the redhead weakened as he lowered him down. Slowly, his head turned to the direction of the voice. The stood a boy of average high. He too wore a Shiketsu uniform with a jacket hanging from his shoulder like a cape. In one of his arms was carrying a bag of some sort with a stick poking out from the top while his other hand kept his hat down to hide half his face. The only visible thing was his freckled litter cheeks as well as some of his messy, forest green hair. He recognised them anywhere. "Deku?"

The newer comer lifted his cap and reviled brightly smiling boy with deep forest green eyes. "Hey, Kacchan. It's been awhile." The explosive teen was shocked. His jaw dropped to the ground kind of shock.

Karma, on the other hand, was finally free. He held up a hand of greeting towards the green haired boy. "Haya class rep. About time you got here. Things were about to get ugly. Why so late anyway? Don't you live in the dorms too?"

The boy chuckled at Karma's nonchalant question. Even after staring at possible death in the face that boy can still put a smile on as if it was nothing. "Yeah sorry about that. I was caught up in something. That and…" he glanced back at the four who came first. They were whistling away trying to look innocent as his dark gaze tried to burn them. "Those guys didn't bother to wake me up." He sighed, "You didn't have to go to all that trouble you know."

"We wanted to," they said together with cheery smiles.

"Oh, you guys."

"Hey, how was the toast thing anyway?" Camie asked with a purr. "We worked ever so hard for it. Don't we get a little reward," she said with a suggestive wink.

"Correction, Seiji worked hard on it. You and Inasa just made things worse," Nagamasa corrected as he crossed his arms and shook his head. "Don't take this away from him, Camie."

Seiji shyly looked at the ground and twiddled with his feet. "So, how was it?"

The boy gave him a smile that made his day ten times brighter. "It was great, Seiji. Thank you." He then scratched the back of his neck a little embarrassed. "But you didn't have to go to all that trouble. I would have been fine with plain old toast and butter. Even a breakfast bar."

"It was…No trouble at all."

"The state of the kitchen begs to differ."

"OH YEAH SORRY ABOUT THE MESS!" Inasa yelled.

"Oh! Oh! Let me guess the other thing," Karma cheered as he waved his hand with fake excitement. "A little old lady needed some help crossing the street," he mocked in a baby talk way.

"No, a little old lady needed some help with her cat stuck in a tree," he corrected. Then he pointed to claw marks on the sides of his cheek still fresh. "He was a feisty little guy too."

"You're wounded?" Seiji panicked. He then raced up to the boy and inspected his cheek closely. The opened wound was still bleeding slightly. "You should take care of yourself better. Here let me tend to it." He then whipped out a handkerchief from his pocket and gently dabbed the blood away. "If we don't tend to it quickly it could get infected or worst scar."

Playfully, the freckled boy knocked the hand away. "I'm fine it's not likely I'll get a scar from something so minor. If it does I'll be fine it's not going to kill me or anything."

"Don't say that sweetheart." Camie sneaked up behind him and jumped him pressing her oversized chest at the back of his head. "None of us would want your cute little face scratched up. Especially me," she whispered that last part seductively in his ear which burned red soon after. Although this has become the norm he could never get over how uncomfortably embarrassing Camie's actions towards him can get.

Seiji burned red with anger at the inappropriate scene. He gritted his teeth so much so they shorten down a layer while steam puffed out from his ears. "Let go of him you seductive which! That is improper behaviour for a Shiketsu student. Behave yourself there are people watching." His only response was a tongue sticking out to him. Such a childish response turned his gears even more. If there weren't so many eyes watching he might have gotten a little physical.

On the other hand, Inasa was very pleased with the fiery attitudes of his classmates and let out a hearty laugh "HA HA! OUR CLASS IS FULL OF HOT SOULS! I'M GLAD I CHOOSE SHIKETSU OVER U.A IN THE END!"

With much lesser enthusiasm Nagisa laughed along with him while scratching the back of his head. He has this odd look on his face not sure what to think about that comment. "Well, I guess there's never really a dull moment."

"And I have the pictures to prove it," Click added as he scanned through some of the older pictures on his camera. He smiled at them happily reminiscing about the old memories. "Ah, the memories."

"Thank goodness you finally arrived." Nagamasa sighed in relief. "I thought Karma would have started a war if you hadn't stepped in."

"Come on Nagamasa. What's wrong with a little friendly rivalry?" Although it sounds innocent enough his classmates know batter. Nothing about him was innocent. There's always some dark ulterior motive. It's either that or that fact he just loves messing with people and pushing their buttons. "Besides U.A and Shiketsu are practically rivals, right? But U.A always seems to get the spotlight just because the great All Might himself is there and was a previous student. Just because of that everyone thinks U.A is so much better than us. How's about we settle this little rivalry with a bet?" He suggested; his sly grin growing ever wider. "Say glasses how many students in your class are doing the exam?"

Iida gulped. He didn't like the look in that boy's eyes. It just screamed delinquent. Even so, it would be rude not to answer. "Our whole class will be participating. A total of 19."

Karma's grin grew sinister as his eyes squinted down like a predator honing on his prey. "Oh, goodie. There's 19 of us participating as well. Since we're on equal footing let's make a bet. The top hero class of U.A vs the top hero class of Shiketsu. The one with the most people passing the exam wins. As for the losing school, well…" his face look like an actual devil. You could have sworn he grew a tail as well as little devil horns. "They have to go through a couple of punishments prepared by yours truly."

"Absolutely not!" Shiketsu's class representative immediately dismissed. "Karma, I will not allow you to used U.A and especially your own classmates for your own sick amusement."

"But Deku," the redhead whined childishly with an obvious fake pout, "I brought my special bag with me." The bag in question was a simple sack with the initials a K.A embraided on the corner. Several mysterious outlines poked at the bag's skin from underneath. Who knows what could be hiding in there. Odds are nothing good.

The freckled boy palmed his face and shook his head, "Karma, for the last time no. Why did you even bring that think along?"

"You never know," he answered with a devil grin.

Suddenly, an explosion blasted between them. Bakugou stood high in the centre with his face twitching every second along with his hands. His eyes were bloodshot with pure unwavering rage. All aimed at a certain freckled face boy who remained completely calm under their scorching heat glare. "Quit ignoring me! How the fuck did a pathetic loser like you get into an elite school like Shiketsu?"

The boy merely smiled brightly and tilted his head. "Haven't you heard, Kacchan? I got a scholarship there. Of course, I accepted it."

"WHAT!" Bakugou yelled at the top of his lugs while his hands sparkled and sizzled. "Why would they want such a weak, useless, wimpy ass fucker like you!"

"Bakugou, please control yourself!" With a forceful tug, Iida pulled Bakugou back and replaced him with himself. He bowed apologetically to the other class rep. "Please forgive my classmate's unruly behaviour and mouth. I assure you I'll give him a stern lecture later."

"No need I expected as much from him. It doesn't bother me at all."

Slowly, Iida raised himself from the bow and eyed the boy, "Do you know Bakugou?"

The boy nodded in response, "Yeah Kacchan…oh, that's what I call him… and I grew up together. He used to be an old friend."

"Old?"

He looked down with sad eyes yet he still kept up a smile, "We don't get all anymore. Grown apart you know?"

"I see," his eyes filled with guilt for bringing up such a sensitive subject. "Even so I…" He then got a better look at the boy's face behind his cap. Something about it seemed very familiar to him. Those eyes . Such pure green eyes. He felt like he'd seen them somewhere before. Such bight innocent eyes but the fuzzy image in his head wore a completely different expression. He tried his best to clear the fog off the memory but just couldn't. "Say have we met be…"

"Falling boy!" a surprised cheer rang from the U.A students. "You're that boy from the entrance exam!" It was a girl with rosy pink cheeks, bright chestnuts eyes with the blob style hair to match. "Wow and here I thought I'd never see you again."

The boy tilted his head at her but then eventuality connected all the dots. "You're that nice girl that caught me."

Happily, the two of them joined hands and exchanged pleasantries. It was like they were old friends meeting each other for the first time in years. "Wow, so you attend Shiketsu now? That's so cool! Though I was kind of hoping I'd see you in U.A. I never got the chance to thank you for what you did for me back there. You were amazing."

"Oh, I didn't do much."

"Don't be so modest. You took down that zero pointers like it was nothing!"

"But I needed your gravity quirk to get up there to do it."

"Still without you, I would have been crushed by that thing."

"Not exactly. Now that I got some time to think about it I'm sure U.A would have some sort of safety precautions in place to make sure that doesn't happen."

"Hey, don't be so hard on yourself. You acted like a true hero out there and that's what I believe." The girl then realised she forgot to do something very important. She scratched the back of her neck flustered while fiddling with her hair strands in embarrassment, "look at me talking to you like you're my best friend and I haven't even introduced myself yet. I don't even know your name." With a deep breath, she calmed her composure and held out a hand. "I'm…"

"Ochako Uraraka." The boy finished while accepting her hand. Uraraka expression just screams how did you know but before she could ask she got an answer. "I've seen the sports festival. You made quite the impression. U.A students are really something special."

That compliment just made her even more red. "Wow you know all of that but I still don't know your name."

The boy laughed at her adorable expression, "Well I guess I should introduce myself. My name is…"

"Izuku Midoriya," answered a lazy voice. All eyes turned to Eraserhead who was slouching back behind his students. His tired eyes stared directly at the boy. Safe to say he was surprised to see him there. Two major players of Shiketsu were here together. Something tells him his poor students might have a hard time out there. But they all have one massive advantage over this particular player. One massively unfair advantage. "Shiketsu's quirkless wonder."

Quirkless. That was the key word in this scenario. It rendered everyone speechless. Even Uraraka in her shock instantly dropped the quirkless boy's hand and stepped back. Thinking of how rude her actions were, she immediately regretted it. "I'm so sorry. It's just...I thought...I didn't think..."

Izuku merely laughed it off as if it was nothing. " It's ok. It's normal for anyone to think I have a quirk. After all, there's only 20% of us in the entire world population. I never actually met another quirkless person either. I guess that makes me special," he joked trying to lighten the heavy mood but it was all too late. He can already feel the almost unbearable weight of prejudice from their eyes. The look of pity that been on him his hold life. He needed to snap out of this. "Is there something wrong?"

"No. Not at all. I'm sorry if we offended you in any way, Midoriya." Iida spoke out while giving a perfectly horizontal bow. Izuku insisted it was ok he was used to this sort of treatment while Iida still argued against it. Their actions were immoral and un-hero like. In Izuku opinion that was going a tad bit too far.

Although the others remained silent during their little argument a certain spiky redhead spoke up. "That Karma kid said that a quirkless kid saved Bakugou form that sludge villain awhile back."

"What did you say just now hair for brains!"

He ignored his angry friend and pressed on. "I read an article about it a while back but there was nothing in it about the boy being quirkless. I remember reading it and couldn't help but be amazed by the guy. To have the courage to do something like that. It was something I lacked at the time. If that boy was really quirkless then..." he stopped his words at that moment. He couldn't come up with anything that wouldn't sound so offensive. Or that made him look weaker than he feels. He didn't want to revert to that coward he once was. "Be real with me man. Was that kid you?"

Izuku's reply was a simple timid smile and nod. "Yeah, that was me. The foolish boy that ran into the face of danger to try and save an old friend that hated him. I guess the media left out the fact I was quirkless or just assumed that I wasn't. I can't really blame them on any account. They were oh so focused on the number 1 hero to care about those mindless details." He tipped down his cap to hide his eyes and placed a solemn expression over his lips. "In the end, I didn't do anything. It was stupid of me to even try."

"That's not true!" The redhead argued strongly. "You ran out there while no one else did. You acted more heroic than the heroes that were there. In fact, I'm jealous of you," he admitted with his voice slightly cracked. "You have more courage than I ever could and to top it off you're quirkless. If that's not the prime example of being a real man I don't know what is."

Taken back by his words, the freckled boy couldn't help but be touched. He clenched the warmth in his heart and smiled softly. "Thank you, Kirishima. That means a lot to me. Especially since it came from one of UA's top students."

Kirishima returned the smile two folds showing off his shark-like teeth. "No problems man. Wait. How do you know my name?"

Before he could get an answer, there was yet another mild explosion. "Bullshit!" Bakugou roared and shot a glare of pure bitter rage at his so-called old friend. "You did nothing for me that day, Deku. Nothing! I was fucking fine on my own." He pointed at the quirkless boy singling him out from anything else in his peripheral vision. "You're nothing, Deku. Just a worthless, quirkless little piece of shit that can't do anything for himself." A sadistic grin of rage formed across his mouth as he laughed wickedly, "even after all my warnings you still tried to apply to U.A! Ah! What a joke. I bet you completely bombed the exam and had to go to a second-rate school like Shiketsu instead. You're so pathetic, Deku."

Izuku stayed firm - unphased by the daggered words that tried to harm him. His classmates, on the other hand, did not even try to hide their displeasure. They looked like they were ready to skin the blonde alive. Seiji spoke out before any of the others could: "How dare you discarded the Shiketsu name like that. As well as of its most promising students. And you call yourself a hero!"

Izuku held out his arm to stop his classmates from doing anything rash. "Let it go guys."

"But Izuku. We can't let him."

"I said let it go."

Bakugou smirk grew wilder. Almost animalistic. "See you can't do anything with you little posy backing you up. What? You think I'm afraid of you losers. Tch. You're nothing but a bunch of extras." His expression just grew cockier and cockier by the second but Izuku still stood his ground unaffected. "I bet you were crying like the little baby you are when U.A rejected your sorry ass."

"Actually, he was accepted," Aizawa said bluntly popping Bakugou's ego in the process. The boy's face said it all. Completely stunned with shock he couldn't even peep out a word. Instead, he remained still as a statue with his skin turning as pale as one.

His students asked the questioned that was all on their mind. "He passed the exam! How?"

"Yup." Lazily, the shaggy man turned to face the Shiketsu student. His sleep-deprived eyes met Izuku's heated, calm gaze. "Izuku Midoriya. You made an everlasting impression on the U.A staff. It's been awhile since anyone attempt to take on a zero-pointer head on like you did and succeed. Not only that but you did it to save Uraraka here." He gave a small head gesture to his student as they all listened intensely to what he had to say. "Although you failed on collecting any villain points you managed to gain 60 hero points earning you the six place spot on U.A's top ten. He also scored highly in the written exam and so was awarded a spot in the hero course. But in the end, you declined the place with no rhyme or reason."

"WHAT!" The class yelled in unison.

"Are you telling us a quirkless kid passed the entrance exam with only hero points! That's insane!"

"He took out one of those giant robots!"

"And after all that work and effort he declined his spot!"

"That's even crazier than that other guy!"

"WHY!" Bakugou finally snapped out of his shock, screamed at Izuku. "Getting into U.A was all you ever wanted. It was your fucking dream school. Why the fucking hell did you decline a place?"

The freckled boy turned away. He wouldn't look him in the eye or more like couldn't. "You're right Kacchan, getting into U.A met everything to me. It was my dream. But…" Memories flooded his mind. He could practically smell the salty air and hear the tamed waves. He can still see it clear as day. The waves crashing into the stone wall cliff while ruining his own reflection. Good thing too he didn't want to remember how pathetic he looked at the time. He remembered leaning closer. Closer. Closer and closer. So very close. But then he remembered some sort of warmth attaching itself painfully tight on his arm. He turned around and came face to face with is new future. "Things change Kacchan. I changed. I didn't want to go to U.A after. Let's face it, in a school where the strongest combat quirks reign supreme there's just no point in joining when I'm doomed to fail."

A smirk returned on Bakugou's face as he clicked his tongue. "At least you know your fucking place, Deku."

"Will you just quit it already". Nagisa stood up ticked off by the explosive teen's extremely poor manners. "You're being really rude and annoying."

"And what are you going to do about it, girly?"

"Girly?"

"Bakugou, that's enough," Iida demand as he gripped Bakugou's shoulder and forced him back. With a pissed off expression, the blonde slapped the arm away and reluctantly retreated to the back of his class. "Apologies again for his behaviour."

"Again, it's fine. This happens all the time with Kacchan. I expected nothing less." He once again said it was perfectly ok. "And now to answer that question of yours Kirishima after being rudely interrupted." All eyes on the grumpy teen who just groaned at them. "I know you all from the sports festival. I re-watched the footage so many times so I kind of got all your names and quirks memorised." Blankly, the U.A students stared at him causing his nervous jitters to rise. His hands became clammy has he spoke nervously, "Sorry does that sound really weird huh?"

"No! It's fine. We sometimes forget just how famous we are. You know." An electric blonde explained.

"It's kind of weird but ok," a tailed student commented with a mild blush on his cheeks.

His eyes widened in surprise. "Do you guys not know?"

Then the mischievous redhead pounced him from behind causing the teen to jump before his class rep could spill any beans. "Don't worry Deku, we still love you. Even if you did cheat on that betting poll."

The freckled boy cast a dull look at him, "How many times do I have to tell you I didn't cheat."

"But how could you possibly know that was going to happen. I mean seriously the rotten hothead winning it all?"

"Kacchan is a pretty good fighter."

As the two of them have their mini argument a few of the U.A students sneaked up to the closest Shiketsu students and asked for a bit of backstory. Click was more than happy to give away such information. "Well during the sports festival, we were all watching it together and after the preliminary games, Karma suggested we bet on the upcoming matches. Whoever guesses the most correct matches wins." He cleared his throat and gave the best cheesy announcer impression, "and with a whopping 100% accuracy Izuku Midoriya won a grand total of 10881yen." U.A was impressed. I mean a hundred percent accuracy. That's no easy feat. "Yeah well, Karma still thinks he must have done something to pull it off. I don't see how we could. We were very careful in not showing our answers before the matches started. He's just that good and Karma knows it. He just loves to tease and mess with us."

"REMEMBER HOW ALLEN WAS SO DISTRAUGHT AFTER!"

"Well he did bet 1000 yen and that amount doubled when Karma up the ante."

"Allen really isn't him when he's gambling. He gets pretty intense. He really wanted to win,"

"But being such a sweetheart Deku gave him the prize money anyway."

"But of course, it's him we're talking. We all know how deep in debt he is thanks to master's spending and gambling habits. Remember all those numbers?"

The Shiketsu students shivered at the thought. Their classmate has a hard life. "Poor Allen," they all said together gloomily.

Meanwhile, Karma finished off his argument against Izuku and waddled up to a duel haired student. In a gloomy fashion, he poked the boy's cheek. "It's all your fault Todoroki. If you just used your flames you could have beat that explosive baby."

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU JUST CALL ME!"

Todoroki in annoyance slapped the hand away. "Please don't do that again. Furthermore, I refuse to use my fire in combat," he spat coldly.

That statement struck a something inside of Izuku. Once again, his face was shadowed as his bight green eyes shined through. "An interesting statement. No wonder you lost against Kacchan."

This caught Todoroki attention and he turned to the quirkless boy. "And what does that supposed to mean?"

"You were shaking Todoroki during that fight. You were practically freezing yourself," he explained in a darken calm tone. "For what I observed from the previous trials you don't like using your fire and so it was easy to conclude that you would do the same in your matches. Then it becomes a test of endurance. Who will fare longer: your ice or Kacchan's explosions. Since his quirk directly counters to yours it was safe to say he could take on any ice attack you throw at him. But if you just used your fire you could…"

"Never!" Todoroki screamed bitterly cutting him off. He glared at the freckled boy with eyes that could burn holes through him. They were so full of hate and pain. "I'll never use his quirk. I'll become the number one hero without his power."

Izuku bit his lip and matched the ice and fire user's glare. "Is that what you think? Well, newsflash you're wrong. That's such a naïve way of thinking."

"You don't know anything about me!"

"You're right I don't and you know what? I don't care," The quirkless boy slashed out. Nothing annoyed him more than watching someone with a perfectly good quirk waste it so freely. To add salt to the wound he doesn't have such luxury. And he thinks could become number one? That made him mad. Unbelievably mad. And he's not going to hold it back. "You can have the sappiest sob story in the world but that still doesn't excuse you for limiting yourself in such a way. You can be a hero by only using your ice yes but number one! I don't think so." Although his words seem harsh there was a type of sincerity behind them as the fires of passion burned in his eyes. "Everyone else is giving it their all out there and you think you can make it with only half?" Pure anger was just dripping from his words as he marched closer to the very stunned Todoroki. "I mean look at your classmates, Todoroki. Do you see them using only half their power? No. So why should you be an exception?"

Worried about his classmate's blood pressure and the reputation of their school, Nagamasa tried to stop him. "Izuku, that's enough you made your point."

"Oh no I'm not done yet," Izuku continued his relentless rampage of words. No one can stop him now. "Just look at Uraraka's fight against Kacchan. She fought on the brink of exhaustion but was still willing to fight on. If she could have lasted longer she could have probably beaten him."

"I could?" Uraraka squeaked out timidly interrupting the intense conversation.

Izuku smirked at her. "Didn't you notice? Kacchan was shaking after that massive explosion."

He his words Bakugou instinctively touched his arms as he remembered about how he felt back then. How? Did that fucking runt actually figure it out…?

"I'm willing to bet he reached some sort of limit after that. It was discreet but still there. He wouldn't have been able to do another blast like that and the usage of his explosions after would have been limited and smaller than what he showed before… Unless he was willing to risk his own body. I wouldn't put it pass Kacchan." He can see it now the explosive teen blazing his arms off all for the sake of victory. "Still. If Uraraka had enough strength to launch another attack like the first she could have distracted Kacchan enough to get in close and float him out of bounds. She made me rethink my opinion on her and she will defiantly become an amazing hero."

Uraraka couldn't help but blush at that as well as become a little annoyed. Was she really that close to victory? If she just held out a little longer she would have won? If she was just a bit stronger could she have really defeated a powerhouse like Bakugou? Guess we'll never know. Was I really that close?

"Then there's Kacchan. He never underestimated his opponent which pretty much assured his victory. And that's how a hero should be in battle. To fight on with all their strength to defeat the villain and save civilians. If you just used half your power you'll never reach your full potential."

"You don't understand anything!" Todoroki argued back trying to hold his back overwhelmingly strong emotion. "What I've been through. You don't know what that bastard's like. I refused to give him the satisfaction of seeing me use his quirk." Suddenly, there was a strong sting sensation coming from his forehead. It was like he got hit by a blunt object. Which it is exactly what happened to him. It was so powerful it caused him to fall off his feet.

"Todoroki!"

"Izuku!"

Said blunt object appeared to be a wooden sword wielded by none other than Izuku himself. He stared at the pathetic sight before him of the fallen Todoroki and his classmates gather round to help. "Wake up and smell the roses, Todoroki. You need to understand that that quirk belongs to you and no one else. So, stop acting like it's not!"

Timidly, his classmate rallied behind him only a few feet or a meter behind. "Are you ok rep? I mean I'm all of rallying up our opponents to the point they blow a fuse but hitting them on the head seems a little extreme," Karma spoke up nervously.

Simmering down his anger of adrenaline, Izuku took a deep breath and lowered his weapon. "Sorry. I was out of line."

"Todoroki, are you ok?"

"I'm fine," he snapped back at them as he got back up on his own two feet. "I'm fine. It's fine. No need to take this on any further than it already has."

Izuku huffed and turned away from them, "At least we can agree on one thing." He gazed over his classmates and mentally check who was currently there. Then something clicked inside his head. Someone that should already be there wasn't. Frantically, he looked around much to the others confusion. "Say guys have any of you seen Ren?" The others glanced at each other. He could tell all their answers are the same. 'No'. Worriedly Izuku rubbed his chin in deep thought, "That's strange she's usually here before anyone else."

Click joined in with his class rep's line of thinking. "Come to think of it you're right. That girl has this strange mindset of being late. Especially if it's for something this important. She rather be an hour early than a minute late. How odd."

"Now that you mention it. She is usually the first to class. You think something a happened to her?" Camie questioned.

"I hope not." Quickly, Izuku took out his phone and scroll down his contact list. "Maybe I should call her just in case."

"NO NEED!" A voice boomed from some nearby bushes. The small branches bustled against each other causing some leaves to fall. Then pop! "I FOUND HER!" Inasa announced at the top of his lungs as he held a fairly short girl with massive headphones over her ears. She had black hair with a neatly trimmed fringe and it was tied back in a very low ponytail. Thanks to her lightly tanned skin, she looked foreign. "SHE WAS HIDING IN THE BUSHES WITH A NOTEBOOK!"

"Inasa, seriously don't scare me like that. I almost got a heart attack," The girl yelled as she thrashed her legs around in panic. With the way Inasa held her up, it looked like that scene from a famous Disney movie only the child was more agitated.

"Nants ingonyama bagithi baba! Sithi uhm ingonyama!" Karma sang in a teasing way hoping to bring home the already obvious reference.

The girl palmed her face and rubbed the bridge of her nose to sooth the pain. "Karma, please. Don't do that. I don't want to be flagged by copyright." Suddenly, there was a flash that temporary blinded her. "Click, please no pictures. You know I don't like them," She groaned as he tried to rub her sight back.

The photographer journalist laughed apologetically, "Sorry Ren, it was just such a picture-perfect moment I couldn't help myself. By the way, what did you said about copyright?"

"Never mind, forget I said anything," The girl said nervously braking out a cold sweat. Then she turned to the enthusiastic boy behind her who still held her high. "Inasa, can you please put me down now." He quickly obeyed her request and dropped her down gently. She dusked the wrinkles out of her uniform and turned to the lager group of hero students in training. "Oh U.A and Ketsubutsu are already here? I guess I missed the beginning."

"It's good to see nothing has happened to you miss Heart. For a second there I thought I lost my partner," Nagamasa sighed in relief.

"Of course, there's no way I'm missing this. No matter what I'll force myself here. Also, please just Ren is fine."

"Well then please don't say that, Ren. We wouldn't want you dying on us again."

"That was one time! Besides, there was an important test that day. You know I couldn't miss it."

"I'm sure the teachers would have rearranged your schedule for you to take it another day. I mean sensei let you go right after."

"I'm sorry. I know it was stupid but at least I passed."

"Ahem." That fake cough caught their attention as the two students turned to their class rep who was smiling warmly. "I hate to interrupt your conversation but we do have an exam to get to soon. Also, why were you hiding in the bushes, Ren?"

Ren scratched her slightly flushed cheeked and looked away. She just couldn't bear to look him in the eye. "Well long story short I overestimated the bus times … again and got here before anyone else. So, I just walk around a bit and found a nice spot to sit and wait. Then I got out my head- phones and started writing the next scene."

"Next scene?" Izuku questioned but soon knew what she met. He couldn't help but laugh a bit, "Oh you mean your fanfics."

"That's right. Lots to do. This chapter is especially important since it's introducing a lot of new characters. I really hope my readers will enjoy them. OCs aren't that well liked in most fandoms. Found that out the hard way."

"I'm sure you'll be fine."

"I hope so. I really like some of these OCs," Ren stressed. She then looked around at her fellow students and noticed quite a chunk of them are still missing. "Say where is everyone?"

Izuku sneaked a peek at his watch. There's still some time left before the exams start so he's sure they'll make it. At least he hopes so. There is one student he's slightly worried of, but so long she's not alone she'll be fine. "I'm sure they'll make it here eventually but counting you, there's just under a half of us are here."

Ren hummed to herself as she copied Izuku's actions to check the time. "Well, I have a feeling that number will grow to two shortly."

Unconvinced, Seiji crossed his arms and rolled his eyes. "What makes you think that?"

"WAYHA!" wailed a completely new voice. It sounded like a grown baby throwing a tantrum.

"My intuition was tingling," Ren replied soon after with a smile.

Two new figures came walking their way to them. Well, it was more like one of them was dragging the other who was acting like a crying toddler being forced to go to a place they didn't want to go. "But I don't wanna go!" That previous statement was half correct.

"Aiko! Will you stop crying like an infant? Your wails are incredibly irritating."

"But Takako! I don't like exams. You know that."

"This exam is of utmost importance. We are both obligated to apply."

"But I'm no good with exams!"

"If you just studied more you would not have such low grades, now would you?"

"But studying is such a pain!"

"Sigh. Tell me how you are older than me again?"

The duo was a pair of girls around the same height. The one was being dragged had tears running down her face like a waterfall. Her coal black hair had silver highlights blended in and was tied up in a pair of high pigtails thanks to some red and blue bunny bows. The other girl had pure silver hair is tied up in a simple pony tail that reaches up to the back of her knees. Two silver pointed dog ears adorned the top of her head as her forehead is clearly marked by a purple crescent moon. Over her eyes was a blindfold of pure white with the mark of the Kagome star outlined with red at the centre. Both, however, shared the Shiketsu uniform.

"Takako. Aiko. Good to see you both made it," Izuku greeted them both with a smile.

"Greetings to you as well, Midoriya."

"Deku!" The pigtailed girl latched herself on to him and wailed in his ear while simultaneously pointing at the other girl. "Takako is being mean to me. Make her stop."

"I am not being mean I am simply being firm. It is you who should stop this childish behaviour of yours. You are desecrating the name of Taisho as well as our school pride." The blindfolded girl spoke coldly and harsh.

"Takako?"

With a twitch of her dog ears, she turned to the caller of her name. Lady Yaoyorozu, it's a pleasure to meet you face to face once again." she straightened her arms over her chest and joined her hands with a fist firmly against her palm. Politely, she bowed in greeting.

Not as clean as the other girl, Yaoyorozu clumsily copied her motion. "Indeed, it has lady Taisho. It has been awhile since our last meeting."

"I see you have improved upon your skills somewhat from the sports festival but your performance was lacking. Victory was not in your favour that day. I do hope you are not discouraged at all."

For a brief second Yaoyorozu started to have flashbacks on her failure. Her fight against Tokoyami was disregardful, to say the least, but she has learned and recovered. "It was a wakeup call." She then turned her attention to the crying girl still latched on to the poor quirkless boy like a baby koala to its mother. "I see Aiko hasn't changed much."

With a hefty sigh, the silver-haired girl nodded while rubbing her aching forehead, "Unfortunately,"

The child cried and cried. It would be amazing if Izuku still has his earing after this. "Deku save me! I don't want to do an exam!"

With a heavily sigh Takako shook her head. "Excuse me I need to deal with my cousin." She walked closer to Midoriya and attempted to pry her cousin off him with the help of her fellow classmates. She was amazingly strong.

Meanwhile, with the U.A students they stood back and watched this odd scene play before them. If they didn't know any better they would have thought they were performing some sort of skit. Then they turned to their vice rep and asked who are they and how did she know them. "Takako and Aiko are both members of the Taisho family. They are very traditional and have been around for reportedly hundreds of years. We actually went to the same middle school, same class even, so we've seen each other often."

"What's the deal with the cry-baby?" One asked as they watched them finally pulled Aiko off Izuku and are now giving her a harsh lecture.

"Well, Aiko was never really fond with exams. I tried tutoring her before but it never really seemed to help." She cried a bit inside as she remembered the many times she offered her help and the many times the girl was ditched since she would rather do anything else but study. Even clean up her home from head to toe. "She's usually quite cheerful but when she's forced to do something she doesn't want... she becomes like this."

There was a collective 'ohs' from the U.A students and then they moved on to the other Taisho. "So, what's with the blindfold on the other girl. Doesn't that make things hard to see?"

"Oh…well…you see…Takako is blind." Their eyes widened in attention. "That blindfold has her mother's crest on. She wears it to represent her. Since her eyes are useless to her she wears it over her eyes so her father's mark on her forehead would be seen too." There was somewhat of a sadden atmosphere between the students. It must have been hard growing up without sight. Thought one of them had other things planned. He thought he could use this information to his perverted advantage. Sneakily, he slipped away unseen. Yaoyorozu tried to cheer up her classmates by continuing her tale, "There's no need to worry guys Takako is perfectly fine without sight. In fact, she's a young prodigy that skipped two grades ahead."

"Two grades!" they yelled in shock.

"That makes her like fourteen, right?"

The spiked ponytail girl nodded, "That sounds about right."

While all that was happening, their class pervert attempted to look up the blind girl's skirt while the rest of her classmates were distracted with the cry baby pigtailed girl; whimpering on her knees with her eyes shamefully on the ground. It would be easy, right? Not like she could see him or anything.

Slash!

"Who is this midget that thinks he could sneak up on me?"

Mineta was currently faced to face with two pairs of blades in a scissor position on his neck. He might have accidently wetted himself a bit after this. "I thought you said she was blind!" he yelled with tears flowing out of his eyes from fear.

"She is but that doesn't mean she can't see anything," Yaoyorozu explained both shocked and disgusted by his actions.

Izuku added more, "she may not able to see colours and other things but she's able to see out lines of objects thanks to her quirk. It's kind of hard to explain."

Takako picked up the little pervert and handed him over to his classmates. "I believe this midget belongs to you." She tossed him over to the class rep who caught him in his arms. He apologised for the trouble and she told him it was fine. Apparently, his perverted antics reminded her of her uncle who is now happily married and is only perverted to his wife. Perhaps if Mineta were to gain a girlfriend he would do that same but no other girl would bare the torment. Probably. "Now for you." She 'stares' that the limp body on the ground unmoving and hardly breathing. "Aiko, we all know you are not dead so stop with your childish play and grow up."

"…"

This was starting to get a little bit more than ridiculous. Takako was itching to smack and talk some more sense into her until Izuku stopped her. "Let me try and handle it." With a reassuring smile he crouched up to the playing dead girl and talked to her calmly, "Aiko, you do know this isn't a written exam. Right?"

Her face snapped to life. "It's not?"

"Yeah, you know all the rescue training and team combat training we've been doing for the last couple of mouths." The girl nodded with a still disbelief yet hopeful expression. "It was all for this exam. No paper or pen needed."

Sharply, she tilted her head up at him, "No writing?"

"No writing."

She sat herself up a bit using her elbows for support. "No numbers?"

"No numbers."

Excitedly she rolled herself over on to her knees. Her golden eyes glisten with hope as she tried to hold back her smile. "No stupid formulas or long winded written phrases that needed to be memorized beforehand."

"None of that too,"

"Yahoo!" With a spring in her step, she jumped into the air as high as she could, releasing all the pent-up stress and replaced them with joy and relief. "Let's do our best everyone. We've worked too hard, so let's ace this test! Are you with me?"

"YEAH!" Inasa matched her enthusiasm with a mighty roar.

"Did you just only find out this was a practical exam?" Camie asked questionably.

"How? Just how?" Seiji asked in disbelieve and confusion. He's losing a bit of faith in his classmates. Well, he could never lose faith in one. He'll never lose faith in him.

Takako, on the other hand, looked like she got hit with the depression stick as she leaned her forehead on a nearby tree. Negative arura was just pouring out from her. They can practically see it eating way at her. Worried for their friend and classmate, Nagisa nervously stepped forward along with Ren. "You ok, Takako?"

"Yeah, you don't look so good."

They could have sworn they could hear a tiny sad violin playing for somewhere. "Once again Midoriya has proven why he deserves the title of class representative more than I. My leadership skills are still not as eloquent as his."

"Hey, don't be so hard on yourself you're still a great vice rep," Ren tried to cheer her up by looking on the bright side.

However, Takako shot her down: "It is not enough. As the next head of the Taisho family, I am required to be the best I can be. However, if I am constantly shown up by a mere quirkless boy. What does that make me?"

"Hey, this mere quirkless boy has ears," Izuku called out in a jokey annoyed tone. He placed a hand on her shoulder. "You're fine the way you are. You know that."

"Do not try and sweeten me with pretty words. Now quickly," she drew out one of her blades and held it towards him while never looking at him. "Slice of a piece of my hair. For I have been shamed."

Izuku panicked. It's tradition in the Taisho family that each member would have long hair, especially for the head family's members. It was a sign of nobility and power. To have it cut would be shaming themselves or as a sign of a loss of power. Being the current's head first child she was expected to grow her hair out to the size it was now. What Takako is asking of him. It was just unthinkable. "I can't do that!"

Before the two of them could get into an argument new voices called out to them. "Hey, guys we're finally here!"

A group of four entered the scene. One was a boy with dull white hair and a strange scar over his eye connected to a five-pointed star pentagram on his forehead. He waved at them tiredly, like he just ran a marathon, with his single white gloved hand. It was a poor attempt to hide oddly coloured and misshapen arm. Since his uniform consisted of a short-sleeved button shirt it wasn't well concealed. Beside him was another boy much taller than him with a grumpy expression . He was looking off to the side and arms crossed irritably. He had short dark blue hair that came just above his shoulders as well as sharp dark eyes to match. The other two tailed behind them. They were a boy and girl pair with the boy holding the girl in a piggyback position. The girl looked tired too. It was like she hadn't slept in weeks or had the worst morning of her life thanks to her unruly brown bed head with a twig sticking out from the side. The overall expression she was giving was just down right depressing. Lastly, the was the boy that was carrying her. He was pale skinned with sharp and pointed feature like his eyes and ears. His hair was mainly a short cut black with curled sideburns and a white striped fringe that curled up to the side. Quite an unusual looking set of individuals one may say.

The white-haired boy spoke first, "sorry if we're a little late everyone. We got into a little bit of trouble."

"You call making several wrong turns, getting attacked by stray cats as well as massive logs a little bit of trouble, beansprout?" the blue haired teen groaned.

"Will you quit calling be beansprout already! I'm not that short! You're just taller than average."

The other boy rolled his eyes. "Just keep telling yourself that, Allen." He then mutters something under his breath. "But you'll always be a beansprout."

"Will you just quit it, Yu!"

Izuku waved the newcomers over. "Hey guys. Don't worry you're not late there's still plenty of time till the exam starts."

"Oh, thank goodness," the girl moaned. She dragged her face up right to reveal her badly scratched face. Little claw marks were all over it and were fresh. Now that they got a closer look at her, her uniform was scratched up as well.

Their classmates looked at her with odd somewhat disturbed expression. They weren't sure how to tackle this. Then someone had to ask the oh so important question: "Miranda, what happened to your... you know... everything?"

She wished she could disappear. She felt a little bit of herself died inside as she remembered this morning's events. Might as well re tell them since they asked. "Well, it all started this morning when I forgot to turn on my alarm so I woke up late and didn't have time to fix my hair. Then I tripped down on my way to meet Krory and the others and got my head stuck in a bush. Once I finally got out, me and the guys were trying to find a way here and spotted a litter of kittens. They seem harmless enough and Korey gave me one to pet but as you can see they were not so friendly to me." She pointed to have a heavy scar face as evidence of their ruthlessness. Kittens maybe small and adorable but their claws are sharp. "After that, while the kittens were attacking me I stumbled backward and landed on to some garbage cans. This somehow caused some sort of chain reaction to the point of causing some logs at a nearby lumber company to break loose from their ropes and came rolling down at us. So, there we were getting chased by some logs and I just had to go and trip on a banana peel. I thought those logs were going to crush me until a local hero, I think his name was Kamui woods, saved me. The luckiest thing that happened to me so far. But of course I hand to go a sprain my ankle too. So Krory had to carry me all the way here." She sighed heavily with depression. "Sorry for my rotten luck guys. If it weren't for me you'd probably have gotten here a lot earlier. I've caused you so much trouble. Especially you Krory. I must be really heavy to carry."

"It's ok Miranda," Krory assured her with a smile. "Everyone has a bad day every now and then. And you're not heavy at all. You're pretty light actually. Have you been eating well?

Miranda blushed deeply and buried her face in his shoulder. "You're too good for me Krory."

"Nonsense. If anything, you're too good for me." This small statement warmed her gloomy heart as well as her face. She couldn't bare the embarrassment and so tighten her grip on the boy's clothes and buried her face deeper. Krory couldn't help but laugh at her adorable actions.

The small amount of joy they had together radiated to the others. They couldn't help but smile at the sweet scene. Well most of them anyway. Yuu looked more irritated than anything else at their public affection. Izuku was a part of the majority that was enlightened by the couple and strolled over to them with a smile. "If it makes you feel better Miranda I also got attacked by a cat this morning too. So, I guess we're both having bad days." He pointed to the small claw marks at the side of his cheeks, "We kind of match too."

She returned a gentle smile to him. "Thanks, Izuku. You always know what to say."

"I hate to ruin this precious moment but I have something urgent," Krory said worriedly as he adjusted his hold on Miranda. "With Miranda's sprained ankle do you think she'll really be alright in the exam?"

Izuku thought about it for a while but then dusked it off, "I'm sure we can work our way around it. Besides, once Miko gets here she should be able to fix both of us up."

"Where is she anyway?" Yuu asked with an obviously irritated tone. He glanced over to the Taisho duo, "shouldn't she be with you two? You do live under the same roof, right?"

"Awe, does stone cold hearted Yuu miss his precious girlfriend?" Karma teased as he slid closer to the angsty teen. "You're not you without her kicking your ass over and over again."

Yuu tried to act mature by ignoring the redhead's obvious attempt to rally him up and get an explosive reaction from him. All to amuse himself. He's not good to give it to him. He's going to let his words slide like water over a pebble. Although, that last statement was hitting on a nerve.

"You know Karma has a point. I'm mean you're always a lot grumpier when she's not around," Allen commented causing what thin walls of patience Yuu had with in him to crack slightly. But he still held his cool. "But you aren't nearly as bad as you were before. You were the biggest jerk in middle school until she showed up. How did you win the heart of one of the closest people that could be an angel? I mean a kind-hearted angel like her fall for a cold-hearted demon like you? Everyone was in shock." OK, that one hurt. That did a number on him, but Yuu still stayed strong. They are just words and the past is the past. "Now that I think about it. You still haven't won a match against her, haven't you?"

OK, that does it. It was one thing to poke at man's personal life and past. But it another to poke at their pride. And Yuu had a lot of pride. And so, the damn blew and he unleashed his inner rage: "Will you just shut up already! I get it! I was a jerk! An asshole even! Mikoyasha made me better and everyone's thankful for that. Some say I don't deserve her like her fucking ass brother! And yes, she's a better sword player than me. Have you seen my hair? I can't count the number of times she cut it. And yes, of course, I enjoy her company more than you punks!"

Taken back by his friend's sudden outburst, Allen stepped back to give him space along with Karma who stood right beside him at the time. They both had a wide eye expression and their hands were bend close to their chest as a signed for the dark blue haired teen to chill out. "Damn Allen you stole my thunder," Karma whisper-spat at the boy next to him.

His little boyfriend soon walked up to him a dragged him away before he could cause any more trouble. "Would you give it a rest already? It's one thing to taunting our opponents but I'm crossing the line with our classmates."

"Well at least he didn't cut us down. Mikoyasha has been a great influence on him," Allen said as he joined the two of them with a nervous smile.

Once he cooled down some more, Yuu once again turned to the Taisho girls. "So, where the hell is she? We'll need her help to fix up Miranda once the exams starts."

Takako, who was leaning on a tree, dropped her head down. "About that. We got into a little trouble on our way over here."

Her cousin jumped in to give her own explanation, "It was the Wakamoto twins! They came out of nowhere and ambushed us!" she said dramatically while using some awkward and strange hand gestures to tell the tale. "They came in and then whoosh. And then Miko was like 'ah' and Inu was like 'NO!' And the thing hit Inu and went pop! There were sparkles everywhere Then Inu was like 'grr' and I was like 'whoa!' and the twins looked like 'uh-oh'. Then Inu went dash to the twin and they screamed and high tailed it out. Then Miko said 'oh brother' and dashed after them. Then Takako was just like 'let's go' and we walked away. Well, she walked I was being dragged by her." Once she was near the end of her tale she stopped her nonsensical movements and smiled brightly showing off her pearly whites. "And that's how our morning went."

Her classmates as well as the U.A students and faculty members who were listening in just stood there and stared. No one could possibly understand that sort of explanation. So, they turned to her cousin for any sort of explanation because that would be nice right about now.

Takako 'looked' over the sea of confused and dumbfounded faces and sighed. "Translation: The Wakamoto twins came out of nowhere and threw what appeared to be a water balloon at the time. To protect his beloved twin sister Inu-kage stepped in and took the hit for her. What was in the balloon was not water but rather some sort of glittered concoction. Angered by their childish deeds he ran after them and then in turn they smartly ran away. Worried that her brother might do something horrific, Mikoyasha told us to go ahead while she deals with her brother. And so, I dragged Aiko here and you know the rest." Her explanation was well said and understandable. Unlike her cousin's which was just confusing. At least they know what happened to them.

"Where are they now?"

"I have a feeling we'll see them really soon," Ren commented confidently.

Once again Seiji rolled his eyes at her. "Ok, you were right once there is no way it would happen…"

"Get your fucking asses over here you fucking pieces of shit and take your punishments like a god damn man!"

"Hey! I'm a girl!"

"I don't give a rat's ass about details bitch! Now get the hell over here!"

"…again."

With a smug smile, Ren leaned closer to the defeated looking teen. "You were saying?"

"Deku!" A pair of look-alike teens pounced on to their class rep and swivelled behind him for protection. They each had similar faces and even the same dual purple and brown hair colour and lengths. The only difference was one was a girl and the other was a boy since they wore opposites gender uniforms. "Save us! Inu's gone coo coo crazy."

Worriedly, he sighed and glanced at either side of his shoulders were the two were peeking from. "Seriously you two. Why did you have to do this so early in the morning? And exam day no less."

"Less talking more protecting," they said in perfect union and pushed Izuku further forward.

It was then Takako 'saw' something coming for them and called out in alert, "Midoriya, Hiraikotsu 12 clock above!"

With her cry, the boy along with the twins behind him looked above to see a massive whirling object coming right at them. In fear, the teens grabbed hold of each other and screamed as the object dashed forward with every passing second. Izuku, on the other hand, stood his ground and firmly held his bamboo blade high to block the incoming attack. The attack hit dead on and forced him back. Yet he still stood strong and deflected the massive object back to where it came.

The object was swiftly brought back to its master who stood on top of a tree branch. The sun behind him blinded them to the point all the could make out was a shadow silhouette with a very long spiked ponytail. Heck, it was longer than Yaoyorozu's, but from the semi-muscular body shape and the obvious male voice from earlier they could conclude whoever this newcomer is it was a guy. A very physically strong guy. He could hold, what looks to be a massive boomerang, twice his size in one hand. Not only that, but also catch it mid flight. "That was a wrong move on your part, Deku," the boy spat viciously like a wild dog. "You should have let those fuckers take it!"

After he got some feeling back in his arms Izuku growled at the figure. "That's enough Inu-kage we can't afford any in fighting right now. Besides Sai's your partner."

Inu-kage growled back. "Do you see me giving any damns about that? That fucker can go screw himself after what he and his bitch ass sister did to me!"

"Come on. It can't be that bad."

"Not that bad? NOT THAT BAD!" The boy leaped off the branch where he was perched and landed ninja style before them. "Why don't you take a good fucking look at me!"

They did what he asked. They were surprised. They were…trying to hold their laughter so very desperately. The first to crack was the twins who were now currently rolling on the ground holding their stomachs in pain. The others laughed with them. Even the more kind/ reserved students like Izuku and Takako were having difficulty not to chuckle along with the sight. The sight was an extremely furious jet back haired teen whose upper body was completely covered with rainbow glitter. To add on with the experience, the glittery mess was mixed into what appeared to be some sort of slime base substance that dripped off his terribly stained uniform. "Well…I guess it could be worst," Izuku tried to conceal his laughter. He was failing miserably along with everyone else.

"Could be worst! I looked like the fucking sugar plum fairy sneezed on me or some shit."

"Well you're now as colourful as your language," the redhead teased.

"Oh, go suck a dick, Fox."

Dramatically, Karma gasped and covered the ears of his oh so innocent little boyfriend. "Please, not in front of the children."

Nagisa was not amused.

"Yes, please I beg of you Inu. Cut down with that type of language I want to try and keep things as PG/T rating as possible. It would be a pain to change the ratings for something like that," Ren begged. She seemed very concerned about it.

"Yeah. Besides me and Nagisa are still underage."

"Karma!" Both Nagisa and Ren yelled at him for the not so kid friendly joke.

"Shut up all of you!" Inu-kage roared as menacing as he can be as a teen covered in glitter slime. His golden, burning eyes glared at the pair of twins who were still rolling around in laughter thanks to everything that happened thus far. And of course, it drove his anger levels higher. Dangerously, higher. "You think this was funny assholes? Well, I know something even funnier." The giant boomerang that has been at his side glowed and shapeshifted into a sickle and chain. He spun the hook like a lasso. He was planning to catch a couple of laughing fishes. With a devil glint in his eye, he launched his chain line. "Get over here!" It was child's play to catch both twins and drag them towards him at lightning pace. "Now then," menacingly he cracked his knuckles as he looked down at the two of them. They were absolutely terrified. The look in his eyes was simply inhuman. "How's about I pound your faces in till you bleed. Now that will be really funny."

The twins gulped and shut their eyes to brace for impact. It never came. Slowly, they reopened their eyes and were greeted to an odd scene.

Inu-kage was all about ready to pound them to the ground with his fist raised high. Yet he was frozen in place. His eyes were twitching like crazy as he gritted his teeth tight. "Damn you sister," he croaked out weakly as his legs gave out and he was forced to his knees.

The was a hand on his shoulder. A delicate fair-skinned hand that glowed with a weak pink light. Attached to said hand was a girl with flowing silver hair along with a pair of dark black dog ears. She smiled sweetly in greeting, beams of angelic light seemed to radiant from her. "Good morning everyone. I hope my brother wasn't causing too much trouble."

"Oh, he was no trouble at all," the twins said sarcastically together. "Beside the fact he tried to kill us!" They then finally realised just how annoyingly in sync they were. Bitterly, they glared at each other, "Will you quit copying me already? Seriously stop. No, you stop!"

The girl giggled that their bitter exchange. "My apologies Mai and you too Sai. You three are much agiler than I, so it was hard to catch up to you all. I suppose I am lucky to get here in the nick of time."

"Miko," her brother hissed darkly at her. A demonic like aura fumes out from his body. "Why did you stop me? Traitor!"

Still smiling, she wagged a finger at her brother's outcry. "Now don't be like that, dear brother. We can't afford you getting in some sort of trouble, understand. Today is an important exam after all."

"Bullshit!" he roared as he pointed to himself angrily, "Look at what they did to me, sister. They deserve a few punches in the face."

"I'm sure they didn't mean it," she tried to defend them.

"Yeah!" The twins agreed with her argument together.

"We were aiming at each other," Sai explained.

"You were just a hilarious accident," Mai added.

"I'll show you hilarious accident!"

Before the boy could try and rip the pair of twins to shreds yet again, he was bonked on the head and was dragged back into place. "I said earlier no infighting," Izuku scolded all the while Inu-Kage was cursing about everything that happened. God damn his classmates that can stop him from murdering a couple of annoying twins. " Inu, you do know you're a twin yourself."

"Well, my twin is amazing, unlike those two nimrods."

Ren squeezed in beside the glittery teen with a clear bag of colourful balls with a neatly tied ribbon. "If it makes you feel better, Inu, I was able to make some of those recipes you gave me. But I haven't been able to test them yet."

Suddenly, the bag was taken by her. "Oooooh! Candy!" the twins cheered with delight. They each took a random piece. Surprisingly, it was the exact same sunny yellow coloured piece. They didn't really care to notice at the time. If they did they would have accused the other of copying them. But they were too distracted by the promise of sweet delight for their taste buds. And so, they popped them in their mouths without listening to the warning.

In an instant, the fanfiction writer panic and she screamed, "Mai! Sai! No!"

Once inside their mouthed the twins savoured the unusual yet sweet flavour. They couldn't really describe it. It was just strange. That's when a tingly feeling tickled their tongues. It was a soft tingle almost like a static shock. It soon grew into a thunderstorm as an electric feeling shocked their spines. Their body contorted in odd positions as the shock waves grew stronger and stronger. The next thing anyone knew they were bouncing all around like a couple of electricity charged springs.

"Well, at least we know the yellow ones are the buzz berry recipe," Ren said as she laughed nervously, trying to find some plus side to the current situation.

"How do you come up with such recipes?" Nagamasa asked somewhat worried but mostly intrigued.

"I didn't. Inu did," she pointed at the culprit who was watching the sight with absolute delight. "He was playing mad scientist again and gave me a few recipes to try out. I haven't tested any of them yet. I didn't even think they would be this potent either."

The dog-eared boy laughed out in uncontrollable laughter. "This is way more fun than hitting them till they bleed." He held his stomach in pain from laughter. He even cried a little. "Deku, give me some paper and a pen we need to record these results. Click, you better be fucking recording it."

"You know it," Click chimed as he tried his best to keep track of the twins but with their insanely quick movements he could barely keep focus.

"Do you have any idea when they're going to stop?"

"No like I said these are new. I haven't even tested them yet."

Inu-kage was just having a great time laughing his head off to the point of dropping on the floor and rolling around laughing. He rolled all the way to the U.A kids leaving a trail of glitter slime as he goes. Eventually, he stopped and his laughter died down. He wiped his eyes clear from laughing tears and his eyes met with a very confused ice and fire user. They stared at each other, him looking up and the other tilted his head down. Then he broke the silence: "Why the fuck do you look like the unintentional love child of Aang and Prince Zuko?"

Todoroki just became more confused. "Who?"

A pinky classmate strolled in and held out a compact mirror for him. "Just take a little look at yourself, sweetie."

Upon looking at his reflection it didn't really click with him right away. He still had his twin coloured red and white hair. The scar on his right side is still the same. His eyes colours haven't changed a bit. He did really see anything different except ... "Oh." He touched a bright red marking on his forehead perfectly straight. It stung a bit but he didn't know it made a mark. How did you only noticed this now? Still... "I don't get it."

"Oh dear," Mikoyasha rushed in towards her brother. " I apologise for my brother if he offended you. But may I asked what happened to your forehead?" She asked kindly as she inspected the mark closer. "It looks like you got hit with a stick of some sorts. This might leave a bruise." A light glow formed around her fingers. She rubbed the markdown and it disappeared instantly. "Does that feel any better?"

"Yes," Todoroki responded as he rubbed his forehead. All the pain just disappeared like it wasn't there in the first place. "Thank you I guess."

She smiled. Holy rays of light poured out from her. She looked like a fallen angel. "I'm glad I could help." The U.A students just stared at her. They couldn't believe she was real. They all swore there was some sort of halo on her head. We're they all simultaneously hallucinating or was she a real angel? They haven't seen anything like this since the sports festival when the plant girl from B class proclaimed she was not an assassin.

Suddenly, a protective arm wrapped around her. "Don't get any ideas. This one's mine." Yuu was not all too pleased with the looks the U.A students were giving. Especially the guys. So, he protected what he considers as his. All the while, his girlfriend was just laughing nervously yet was still touched by her boyfriend's protectiveness. It was quite adorable.

However, soon Yuu was placed in a somewhat precarious position with a blade at his throat. He gave no such overwhelming reaction because this has become the norm to him. Ever since he and Mikoyasha started dating he had various sharp objects to his neck frequently even a sharpened chopstick. This was all done by the exact same person no less. "You should take your own advice pretty boy. Remember our deal: you break her heart I break you." Yuu glanced at his side and met with Inu-kage's piercing golden glare. The two of them battled it out with their eyes. Who will fall first?

They will never know because right after that Mikoyasha escaped from Yuu's embrace and separated the two of them. "Stop it you two. You both promised me you'll learn to get along with each other. Besides today is our chance to get our hero licenses. So, let's play nice." Begrudgingly, the two turned their backs on each other and mumbled curses under their breath.

Then Krory timidly sneaked in between them. "Mumm… Mikoyasha? I hate to interrupt but we have a bit of a problem."

Curiously, she turned to her friend and immediately spotted the badly beaten Miranda. She pounced into action. "Oh, my word! Miranda what in heavens name happened to you." She mumbled with a forced smiled that it was a long story as the dog-eared girl quickly tended to her wounds. "Never you mind let's just concentrate on you getting better. Where else are you hurt?"

"Once you're done with her you should take a look at the rep." With a playful smile, Karma pointed at finger at their quirkless class rep. "He got into a little trouble with a cat too."

"You're hurt too, Izuku?" she called out in surprised as she placed a few band-aids on her heavily wounded friend.

The boy waved his arms about dismissing the statement. "I'm fine Miko. Just concentrate on Miranda she needs it way more than me."

"Nonsense, I'll get to you soon."

While his sister to on the role of nurse for his classmate, Inu-kage got his attention back to Todoroki, "So prince Zuko you gonna tell what the fuck happened to your forehead or what?"

"Oooho! Oooho! Let me guess. Pick me!" Aiko cheered while jumping up and down and waving an arm excitedly in the air. "You got hit with a branch on the way here. No, you weren't looking where you were going and hit a sign post? No, no, no. You really are the mysterious love child of Aang and Zuko!"

Her mumbling nonsense was silenced with her young cousin slapping a hand over her chatty mouth. "They are fictional characters. You should know better, cousin." Akio still tried to speak her mind through Takako's hand but to no avail. Her words just came out as mumbles. Once again Takako let out a heavy sigh, "I think I preferred it when you were crying like an infant. Or even better silently playing dead.

"MUUMU UFFMN FIS AMI!" No one can possibly understand her gibberish mumbles.

"I'm not being mean. I am giving my honest opinion." I stand corrected Takako is the only one that can understand her bubbling gibberish. "Explain, please. Even I am not entirely sure how long a can hold back my cousin's nonsensical babble. I can feel her trying to lick her way free. Aiko, you know that's unsanitary."

"MUUMU!"

"Well the answer is pretty simple," Karma started with an all too happy grinned. "Deku smacked him in the forehead with his blade. Sheathed of course."

"What?" said most of the Shiketsu students who weren't there when it happened.

"MUFU?" when Akio with wide eyes that matched the others.

Even Mai and Sai stopped their mad jumping spree and froze with a: "Say what now?" before falling back to reality.

"That doesn't sound like you, Izuku," Miranda said timidly.

"I'll say. I knew the guy annoys the fuck out of him cause of the sports festival deal. I didn't think you had the balls to do anything to the so-called 'all mighty' number 2 hero's son. Well, colour me surprised."

"I think you're already coloured surprised Inu," Karma commented slyly with a chuckle.

Inu-kage eyed the redhead with a look of warning, "Watch it fox."

"We're not actually that surprised," Seiji said catching everyone's attention. "You see Izuku is still pretty mad about the whole sports festival thing."

Krory tilted his head confused, "but the sports festival was almost a year ago. Can he really be so mad still?"

"You have no idea," Camie groaned as she strolled up to Seiji's side. She placed an elbow to his shoulder and leaned on him. Frankly, he wasn't very fond of her closeness as she just stared at her boredly with his arms crossed. She paid no mind and continued her story. "It happened only last night. I went to the kitchen to get a drink and met Seiji down there."

***Flashback***

It was late into the night, 11:30 pm to be precise, and Camie in a black tank top and shorts sleepily yawned as she made it down to the kitchen. She rubbed her eyes a bit as she noticed a light coming from across the room. "Hey, Seiji, is that you?"

The boy's head was stuck inside the fridge but she could still tell it was him just by his body type. He poked his head out revealing his slight bedhead, "Oh, Camie, it's you. What are you doing so late up?"

She yawned, "I could say the same thing for you, sweetheart. I'm just here to get a drink."

"Same, got any requests?"

"Bottled water will do,"

Seiji tossed one over to her while getting his own. Then two of them walked back to their dorms making idle chatter. There talked about the usual, about their classes, what they thought about tomorrow, boys. Ok, that last one was more of Camie but Seiji still entertained her with it regardless. As they made their way through the shadowed hallways they spotted a light peering out from a crack of a door. The expected it closer and found the room belong to their class rep. "He's still awake at this hour?" Seiji groaned worriedly.

"Come on let's see what he's up to," Camie whispered cheekily as she carefully opened the door wider.

"Camie no!" the boy whisper screamed as he tried to stop her but failed regardless.

Snap!

That loud sound echoed through the room giving off an ominous aura. The two of them frozen in place, with Camie's hand on the door handle hunched back with Seiji on her back trying to drag her back. They stared at the scene before them in utter silence. A head of curly green hair sat directly in front of a computer screen. On the said screen were the final moments of the U.A 's sports festival with Todoroki surfing on his ice across the arena masterfully. The figure had a book in their lap and a pencil in hand. The pencil, however, was snapped into two as the hand shook it with rage that was barely controlled. The figure glanced at the pencil and sighed. "There goes another one." He tossed the broken pencil to a nearby bin that was filled with others of its kind along with shattered pens and crumbled pieces of paper. He opened a drawer next to him and tried to fish out a new one. "Huh, looks like I'm running low. Better go buy new ones again," he said to himself so nonchalantly it was creepy.

The two intruding students watched in silence at the oddly intimidating scene. The two eyed at each other and then slowly backed away.

***End**

"And that's pretty much what happened," Camie said as she finished her tale, "So yeah he's still pretty pissed about it. I mean that only happened yesterday"

Nervously, Izuku laughed, "what can I say I hate to see wasted potential."

"I AGREE WITH IZUKU!" Inasa declared. He shot a cold look at the ice and fire user. "I don't really like him either," he hissed to himself.

Iida checked the time and realised it was getting late. "Oh dear. I suggest we should all get going. The exam starts in just over an hour and fifteen minutes. We still need to get dressed in our hero costumes as well." He held a hand out to the Shiketsu class representative and shook his hand. "Well, it was a pleasure to meet you and your class, Midoriya. I wish you and your classmates luck in the upcoming exams. It must be difficult for you since your…ahem…because of your slight disability…not that there's anything wrong with that… but you've made it this far so I'm sure you'll do well."

The freckled boy eyed him confused, "Who said anything about me taking the exam?"

Now Iida was confused, "You are a hero course student, right? I would assume you're here to get your hero license just like the rest of us."

"Hero course student? Oh! I get it now. No, no, no this is all a big misunderstanding," Izuku said as he frantically flopped his arms around dismissing the statement. "I'm not a hero class student," he confirmed and he calmed himself down with a deep breath. "I'm a detective student."

Detective student? U.A's a class wondered. There's a course for that?

"Correction he's the top detective of Shiketsu academy," Seiji gloated for him as he smiled slyly. "Not even the second and third years could compare to his genius."

The boy's freckled face flushed as he shook his head around, "No, no, no, that's not true. I'm only considered the best out of the first years. I'm sure there are third and second years way better than me."

"Uhh… News flash Deku. None of them figured out there was a spy in the school or even held their own against a fucking Yakuza boss when they got kidnapped," Inu-kage growled with aggressive pride.

Karma laughed slyly, "Yeah they practically stare at you with envy."

"Come on guys, now you're just exaggerating. I didn't do anything special. Anyone could do that."

In all the talk and chatter between the Shiketsu students, Uraraka jumped out, "Hang on, if you're not a hero class student then what are you doing here?"

Izuku paused for a while trying to think of the right words, "Well our sensei couldn't come because of hero duties so he asked me to take care of the class in his place. I guess that would mean I'm just here to support. A sort of cheerleader I guess," he said somewhat nervously with a tinge of pink on his freckled cheeks.

"Cheerleader huh? You would look super cute in a skirt, Deku," Camie commented cheerfully and seductively.

"Yeah! And Nagisa can join you," Karma added all too cheerfully. As for his little boyfriend he was not at all pleased with the idea. Yes, he has worn a skirt before but it was never by his own will. He never even needed to do it in the first place and that made things even worse. Middle school was an awkward and eventful time for him and his previous classmates.

While that was going on, Seiji was looking a little red as he tried to hide the fact with one of his hands. He failed. "Seiji, are you feeling alright?" Nagamasa asked concerned. "You look quite red." The boy just ignored his furry classmate and turned away.

"Whoa, you really are red!" Aiko popped out of nowhere and started poking at the boy's forehead. "You look like a tomato or something. Are you sick? Whoa! Your nose is bleeding! Miko, when you're done with Miranda come look at Seiji! He needs medical attention!"

"No, he'll be fine," Ren said as she popped into the conversation. "That's not the face of a sick person. That's the face of someone imagining their senpai in a really cute outfit. I'm I right?" she said while cheekily wiggling her eyebrows.

Never imagined he could get any redder Seiji did get redder. He shot a glare at the foreign girl. "Do me a favour and shut up."

"I'm warning you, Seiji. The path of romance you walk on will only end to heartache."

"I said shut up!"

"I hate to be the bearer of bad news but if you're not taking the exam then you appear to have someone missing," Iida pointed out. So far only 19 students of Shikestu academy have made it here but if one of them will not be participating and there is suppose a total of 19 participants then that would mean one person was missing. But who?

The Shiketsu students glanced at each other wondering just that. "Now that you mention it I do feel like something is missing," Karma commented as he scratched his head. "I mean I feel like I'm forgetting something important. My day has been going well. Now that I think about it a little too well."

Inwardly, Izuku got into a panic. Oh no. He took out an electrical see-through device from his bag. With a few taps, he got on to a page with all the faces of his classmates. Please let it not be who I think it is. "Alright everyone, get together it's time for a roll call," he called them all closer and they form a neat semi-circle around him. "Ok, Karma Akabane."

"Here rep."

"Krory Arystar."

"I'm here as well."

"Ren Heart."

"Here."

"Yuu Kanda."

"humph."

"I'll take that as a here. Click Kondo."

*Flash* "I wouldn't miss this for anything. Too many prime story chances."

"Miranda Lotto. And how are you feeling?"

"Oh..uh…I'm here too and I'm good now. No need to worry."

"That's good to hear. Now then Izu…Oh! haha. Of course, I'm here. Camie Misho."

"Here sweetheart~"

"Nagamasa Mora."

"Here, Sir."

"Please no sir. I'm not sensei. Nagisa Shiota."

"I'm here."

"Seiji Shishikura."

"Present, Izuku sir."

"What did I just say about the sir? Anyway, Aiko Taisho."

"I'm here and ready for anything. Hee hee hee."

"Inu-kage Taisho."

"Course I'm here! Where else would I fucking be!"

"Language, Inu. Takako Taisho."

"I am present and prepared."

"Mikoyasha Taisho."

"I'm here as well, Izuku. Would you like me to patch up the scratch on your cheek?"

"I'll be fine Miko. Don't worry about it. Allen walker."

"I'm here too."

"Mai Wakamoto."

"Yeah, I'm here."

"Sai Wakamoto"

"What she said."

"Inasa Yoarashi"

"PRESENT!"

"Yokurin Yukimura"

"…"

"Yokurin Yukimura? Yuko?" he looked up from the screen and scanned the students around looking for their smallest classmate. He came up with nothing. "Oh no." Rapidly, panic and worry set in. He was afraid of this. "Has anyone seen Yuko anywhere?" The students looked around at each other and collectively shook their heads. "That isn't good." He turned his head to the redhead with a nervously hopeful expression, "Karma, you know her best. Do you have any idea where she is? And please tell me she has Puu with her."

Karma looked away from him also starting to feel the panic set in, "About that…No. Yusuke took the little guy with him for a mission about a day ago. He asked me to escort her here but…"

"but…"

"I already had plans with Nagisa for last minute training. So, I asked Click to do it."

All heads turned to their journalist who was nervously scratching his cheek. "Uh… well. I did say yes but yesterday my parents made a surprise visit and knowing them I knew I wouldn't be back to take her in the morning. So, I asked the twins to take my place."

Then they turned to the Taisho twins. Mikoyasha just looked at them confused while Inu just growled, "Wrong pair of twins, idiots."

And so, they ended up facing the Wakamoto twins. Blankly, they looked each other and then back at them. "We forgot," they said carelessly.

That is not good. Not good for two reasons: 1. Yuko has a bad sense of direction. If only she got out more as a child. 2. Karma's sanity is in jeopardy. Izuku turned worriedly to the redhead who seemed to have gotten paler than he already was. "Karma, are you doing ok?"

Then he blew: "What the hell do you mean you forgot!" He roared in the faces of the twins with burning fire and anger in his eyes. The twins were unphased by his over the top expression and shrugged. Karma's anger and stress came to a boiling point. "You, You! YOU!..." all that anger soon fizzled out as he fell to his knees and lean on his little boyfriend for support. "Nagisa, when Yusuke eventually kills me for this. I want you to read the eulogy for my funeral."

"You don't need to be so mellow dramatic," Nagisa whined. " I don't think Yusuke going to kill you for this. Yell at you sure but kill?"

"You don't know that!" He snapped. "For all, I know he could do something worst! Like, tell my old man!" His stress levels grew again to more gloomily extreme levels as a dark shade of blue painted his face. His eyes twitched with unnatural erratic movements as strange noises peeped out from his clenched jaw. "I can hear him now," he spat through his teeth. "Oh, Karma you should have been more responsible. You were in charge of her son. You shouldn't have given that responsibility to someone else. I'm disappointed in you Karma." With every line, the pressure grew more and more until it popped with a loud bang. "It's not my fault she gets lost when trying to find her next-door neighbour's house. How the hell was I supposed to know! We're just right there!" After all that was said , he ducked into a ball of negative energy as he dropped on the floor and curled to a fetal position. "End me now. Anyone."

For those who haven't seen this rare side of Karma before, they looked at the poor boy confused and concerned. "Is he going to be alright?"

"Nah don't worry about it. He gets like this from time to time. Usually when it's something involving Yuko...or his dad. Mainly his dad." Nagisa's gazed at the sight as he shared some of Karma's gloomy aura. "He can be a bit harsh."

"A BIT!"

The Taisho family nodded their heads in understanding. "The burdened of expectations. Truly one of the hardest," Takako spoke to for the four of them.

"Alright everyone, don't go into a panic yet. Let's just call her and see where she is. Who knows she might be nearby." Izuku steps into the role for a voice of reason and scrolls down his contact list. "Please be nearby," he whispered to himself as he felt the stream of panic going to burst like a roaring river. A couple of beeps went by till he heard at almost soulless 'hello'. "Hey Yuko, just calling to ask..."

His phone was then snatched from him. "Where the hell are you!" Karma yelled into the speaker with anger and annoyance. His expression soon switched to calm confusion. "Wait you're already here? You made it by yourself all the way here? It's a miracle! Huh? You had some help from some other students. Oh, that's great," he let out a hefty sigh of relief thankful that he stressed out for nothing. "So where exactly are you right now? What? You're with the U.A kids? That's impossible we're with the U.A kids! Ketsubutsu too."

"Actually, those guys left once Izuku introduced himself," Nagisa said as he pointed to the empty space next to the overly happy teacher.

"What can I say they're really eager to get the ball rolling," Miss Joke said with a laugh.

"Rude much," Karma whisper spat and got back to the phone. "Any way we don't see you anywhere. Huh? Are you sure? Hold on." He tossed the phone back to its owner and dashed towards A class. "Hey, have you guys seen a girl that looks like a 12-year-old, not really a 12-year-old, about yay big..." he pointed his hand a couple of inches of below the shoulder "...has pretty long forest green hair, slick back fringe with a lot of hair gel, carries a giant guitar case twice her size and has soulless brown eyes."

Iida shook his head much to Karma's dismay. "I'm afraid not. We haven't seen anyone with that sort of description. "

With his panic rising again Karma dashed back and once again snatched Izuku's phone. "They said they haven't, liar!" he screamed into the phone. A firm and sharp voice responded. "Well someone's wrong. Go up to one of them and ask for a name or something. ...yeah...uh-ha...got it." He brought the phone away from him and turned back to A class. "Hey, do you guys know a Neito Monoma?" A high pitch girly screams boomed from the speaker. It was clearly heard even through speaker mode. "I think he just insulted either Yuko's height or sense of direction."

"Yes, we know him" Iida confirmed. "He's a part of B class. However..."

"They're not with us at the moment," Yaoyorozu continued. " They are taking a different exam in another place. Hosu I think."

"Hosu huh?" With a deep breath, he brought the phone back to his ear with a smile. That soon changed. "You're in the wrong place, idiot!" He used all his breath to scream into the speakers as loud as he could to unleash all his rage. There was a light sound as an answer. " 'oh' is fricken right. What the hell are we going to do now with you in a completely different city?"

"Wait," Allen called out before Karma could have an overdramatic panic attack. "Isn't Lenalee and her class there. They're taking the same exam so can't she join them?"

Izuku thought for a while about this possible option. "It is possible to change exam sites but that requires a notice at least a week in advance to do. There's just not enough time to tell the examiners about this."

With his last hope crushed, Karma returned to an emo position with Nagisa comforting him with a head pat. "Please just end me now."

The Wakamoto twins just shrugged at each other not really caring or understanding the full extent of their actions. It not like any of this affects them anyway. "Glad we don't have to take care of the little princess," one said to the other.

"Yeah must be a real pain," the other added,

Their uncaring attitude snapped something inside of Karma. His gloom and doom aura burned away from anger as raging fire burst into his golden eyes. "It's all your fault! How the hell do you forget? You guys know how bad Yuko is with directions!" The twins stared at him blankly as they gave him a unison 'I dunno'. It just fuelled his flames more. "You...You! YOU! If my old man finds out about this and forces me to write 'I made a mistake' or some other crap like that five thousand times you two are joining me! And don't think he won't count. He counts I tell you. Counts!"

Izuku separated the three before Karma does something he'll only regret a little bit. "Ok everyone let's think about this logically." He took hold of his glass like tablet and clicked a few things before a hologram map appeared above the screen with two marked locations. "Alright think everyone we're here and Yuko is here." The two locations glowed one at the time as a blue line connecting them through the winding street of the city. "It's about a 22.5 km journey from here to there. The exams starts in around an hour. If Yuko leaves now will she make it?"

The class collectively brain-stormed. In less than 2 minutes one of them gave him a surprisingly detailed answer: "Yuko's walking speed is higher than most at around 2.5m/s. When you convert that that's around 9 km/h and so it would take her around 2 and a half hours to get here. If she runs at full speed she'll be at 12km/h and that would take her 1hour and 80 something minutes to get here. In short..." Inu-kage took a deep breath and faced his class with a stern expression"...there's no fucking way she's going to get here with the time given." His classmates and even the U.A students stared at him gobsmacked. "What the fuck are you assholes looking at!"

"Sorry. It 's just I forget just home much of nerd you really are." Karma said with widened eyes. "But it's hard to take you seriously when you're covered in glitter slime."

"You got a fucking problem with that fox!"

"Ok, ok settle down. Inu has a point. No matter what Yuko does she wouldn't make it in time if she goes down the normal root." Karma screamed at the news as his panic levels rising again. "But if she goes through another pathway she might do." His words confused his classmates as well as the U.A kids. 'What other pathways?' What could that mean? He clicked a few more keys a new pathway was revealed. "This one looks good."

The students stared at the map carefully a noticed something peculiar. "Isn't that going through the city buildings. There is no way she can simply go through buildings unless she has a quirk like that. Let me remind you it's illegal to use your quirk in public." Iida warned them; hoping they knew and won't break any rules.

Waving his arms frantically and shaking his head, Izuku explained, "No, she doesn't have a quirk like that. She won't even need to use her quirk." Then the map changed to a 3D perspective. "Instead of going through how about hopping over them," he suggested as the pathway was shown hopping from roof to roof.

"Are you suggesting I parkour through the city, Deku?" Asked a cold monotone voice from the speaker of the boy's phone.

"Yeah. You think you can do it?"

There was a pause of silence before an answer came: "Yes, I'm capable. It would be a simple task."

"Great." The boy then turned to the Taisho siblings. "So guys what do you think? Will she make it?"

Inu-kage got into a thinking position which looked ridiculous with his glitter slime covered body. Seriously when are they going to find the time to take that off? "Well if she keeps at a constant pace she could, in theory, make it here on time within the time frame."

"Yes, but there are other factors to consider." Takako interrupted with her own sense of logic. "For example, with Yukimura's poor sense of direction having an out of place pathway would make her confused and most likely make her more lost than she already is. That is if we can get an escort in time but if we do there's no guarantee that they can keep up with her." She thought more deeply of the possibility. " I suppose she could carry them in some way."

"But that would lead to another problem," Mikoyasha jumped in. "With All Might's retirement crime rates have been going up. Heroes are far more alert now. If she gets seen a hero would stop her thinking she's using a quirk. She would then be brought in for questioning. There's no telling how long they would keep her. The idea, although doable, is far too risky and could lead to countless complications."

Aiko whimpered like she was about to cry. She felt so left out. "Awe why do you guys have to be so smart? I wanna join your smarty logic talk thing."

"It's not our fault you don't fucking study, bitch."

"Although I do not condone such language I must agree with Inu-Kage. It is your own fault dear cousin."

"Sorry, Aiko. We didn't mean to make you feel inferior or anything. We just have gave our own opinion."

"Wah!" Aiko cry with comedically flowing tears from her eyes. "You guys are so mean."

"We're not fucking mean you cry-baby bitch."

"No comment."

"Aiko, I'm sorry please don't cry."

"Don't give her any fucking pity!"

Meanwhile, Izuku was thinking about something else they could do. "Either way you guys have a point. It would be too risky and might cause some trouble." A virtual red X appeared and the map returned to normal. He thought deeper. How can he get his classmate here on time? Normal travel is out of the question. Wait. Normal travel. Other ways of traveling. Other ways. That's when it hit him. "Hey, Yuko by any chance did you not walk? Did you use another form of travel?"

There was silence. " You are correct. I took my motorcycle with me for extra time and speed. I was hoping the new GPS system would be helpful but as you can see it wasn't. I almost ran over a student and that's how I found the U.A students. Sorry about that."

"It's ok no harm done," said a female voice from the other side. "Our fault for not looking where we were going."

"So, what do you have in mind, Deku?"

"Simple, you ride here."

"Although that is doable, simple and faster there's still the need of an escort."

"Not necessarily." He temporarily clicked off the call and scrolled through his contacts. "You're in Hosu, right? Well, it just so happens I know someone in Hosu that owes me a favour."

"Why am I not surprised?"

He chuckled at her monotone voice, "Don't worry we'll get you here somehow. I'll do everything I can. So, Karma please stop having a panic attack."

Karma was hyperventilating like a madman while holding on to his distress yet annoyed boyfriend. The twist and turns that just happened were too much for his heart to handle. "What? I'm not having a panic attack. Who's having a panic attack? Not me. Is not like I'm afraid of my old man or anything. Ha hahahahahahahahahahaah. "

Smack!

Izuku smacked him back to his senses with his sheathed blade before he goes any further into the deep end. "You ok now?"

"Yeah, just dandy," he replied sarcastically but soon straightened himself up. "Still thanks. I needed that."

"Your welcome. Now then. You guys better get going. You still need to change and all."

"Hey what about me!" Inu-kage yelled in bitter fury, "I still look like a fucking walking glitter snot ball!"

"I'm sure there are showers inside brother," his sister assured him.

"There better be or else I'm going to take a few heads." As he said this his golden dark glare shifted to the twins who just giggled away at them.

"Yeah, you look so intimating with glitter slime, mutt."

"DON'T PUSH YOUR DAMN LUCK!"

Izuku couldn't help but chuckle slightly with his classmate's petty argument and idle chatter. Some of them were excited and ready while others still have their doubts. But he was confident in their succession. They trained so hard and so long. So long as they follow his basic instructions they'll be fine. They just need to make it through the first exam and the second would be a cakewalk. It's their specialty after all. Then he remembered something important he forgot to do. "Hey, you guys we forgot to do something important." They turned back and looked at him questionably wondering what they forgot. With a smile, the freckled boy carefully placed his phone, still on call, on the ground making sure there was little chance it would get damaged. He then straightened his legs and body. He placed his right arm vertically over his chest with a fist over his heart as his left hand was held up to match his height. Nodding, his classmates copied his actions perfectly. "Do you swear to fight for honour, for peace and to find the truth in a web of lies."

"I swear on my heart," they all said at once in perfect harmony. Even Yuko's emotionless voice could be heard from the speakers of the phone.

"Do you swear to abide by the righteous book of law and fight in the name of lady justice?"

"I swear on my heart."

"Do you swear to fight for the weak, the helpless and the misjudged in their time of need."

"I swear on my heart."

"Stay true to your words as you head towards an uncertain future and remember." He dropped his left arm and extended his fist outwards while turning his body slightly, "Never give up!"

The other followed his motions and extended their fist to him, "And never surrender!"

He gave them a confident grin. "Good luck out there everyone and remember I'll be watching you all closely. Don't disappoint me."

"We won't let you down, sir," Seiji swear as he saluted at him.

Karma waved his statement aside, "Don't worry rep you prepped us good enough as it is. Just focused on getting the princess here on time."

"Come now, everyone. The time has come to test our skills and prove our worth as young heroes," Takako called out as she waved at them to move along and hurry up.

A class was about to leave with them too but they wanted to ask their teacher one last thing and that was that strange chant the Shiketsu students just did. It was a simple explanation. "Shiketsu is well known for being a military-like school although being far more laid back than typical ones. They are not just a hero academy after all, but also a police academy. While they do have a hero, support and business courses; general studies vary more. There are courses that range from law to police and even have their own detective course. What they just performed is their school promise oath. Kind of like our Plus Ultra only longer and more military-like."

"Oh, I get it now. So, they're basically a police school and a hero school rolled into one. Well, that explains the weird hats."

"Shouldn't you brats hit the road already?"

"Yes, sensei."

As the U.A students slowly made their away inside Izuku couldn't help but call out for them once more. "Wait can I ask you guys a couple of questions." They stopped and turned to the boy. Iida was more than happy to answer any question the boy. Provided he had the information, but Izuku knew he doesn't. "Actually, I got a question for your top two powerhouses. Shouto Todoroki and Kacchan of course."

Both boys in question gave him the stink eye but only Bakugou gave out a verbal reply. "What do you want, Deku?"

He gave them a small tip of his hat. "Oh, it's not much just a quick and simple question. First Todoroki," he turned to the dual quirk user his eyes while like he was scanning his body with them. "Will you use your fire?"

He huffed at the ridiculous question. "Of course not."

"Alright," the quirkless boy said bitterly and then turned to his old friend. "Kacchan, what does it mean to be a hero to you?"

"What kind of dumb ass question is that? A hero is someone that never loses. They always win against the bad guy!" he roared with such frightenedly wild passion.

"I see," he tipped his hat down to hide his eyes and smiled creepily. Casually, he walked forward through the E class students and brushed pass both Todoroki and Bakugou without a care. As he did he said clearly, "I predict if you don't clean up your act before the second half of the exam you'll both fail." Before anyone could question him. Even yelled at him he disappeared into another crowd of students.

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Once inside the hero students changed to their hero outfits and gathered in the tight confinements of the examination hall. There were hero students of all shapes and sizes and I mean that in a very literal sense. There was a guy that looked like an ape with boxing gloves, some sort of wiggling thing, a treasure box with an imp inside and so, so much more. They were all gathered around their respected classes and chatted away with their friends about this and that before the examiners' arrival. On one side was U.A who were mostly trying to calm down their explosive classmate. He was still ranting on about what that Deku said to him earlier.

"WHO THE FUCKING HELL DOES THAT PIECE OF SHIT THINK HE FUCKING IS!"

"Bakugou please ,keep your voice down. People are staring."

"SHUT UP GLASSES! YOU CAN'T TELL ME WHAT TO DO! I'LL KILL THAT NERD THE NEXT TIME I SEE HIS STUPID FACE!"

"That doesn't sound very hero like."

"FUCK YOU HAIR FOR BRAINS!"

Meanwhile, the Shiketsu students were huddled together around their mischievous redhead who lost all his mischief as it got replaced by gloom. There were less than two minutes until the exam starts and their final student still hasn't arrived. They were starting to worry if she'll make it too. But no one was more worried than Karma who looked defeated. "My life is over. I can just hear my father's disappointment speech playing in my ears."

Nagisa hugged his boyfriend tight while stroking his hairs. "Don't be like that, Karma. Yuko has never let us down and neither has Izuku."

"I'm telling you guys she'll make it with only seconds to spare," Ren said confidently that she will be right.

"Ren! Seriously you can't be right again. I don't care how good your intuition is it simply not possible," Seiji groaned in disbelief.

"That look in Miranda's eyes begs to differ."

Confused, the students turned to their unluckiest student. Her brown eyes glowed with a blue outline of a clock ticking away as time sped up in her eyes. "Oh dear." She glanced up on stage and saw a group of men in black, brown and navy suits walked on up to the podium. The one that took the lead looked like he rather be anywhere but here sleeping the day away. "There's not much time." She inhaled deeply and yelled at the top of her lungs, "EVERYONE DUCK!" She followed her own advice and ducked with her arms over her head.

The rest of the hall of students looked at each other thinking the girl was crazy but the Shiketsu kids knew better. "DO WHAT SHE SAID!" Inasa yelled as he and the rest of his classmates followed Miranda's actions.

Thinking they all lost a few screws, the other students just stared at the odd class. Then they heard it. The rumbling sounds of a mechanical beast. It was coming from the entrance gate bouncing off the concrete walls. The roar grew louder and louder as a clear sign it was close. Then suddenly, some sort of large object was tossed out form the shadows. It was a large musical instrument case with some sort block suck on its narrow end. It landed perfectly straight with the block on the bottom creating a makeshift ramp. "Move!" yelled a loud yelled dulled voice form the opening. The hero students, especially those near the case, soon followed Shiketsu's example. No sooner than they did something rushed out. It was all such a blur no one could really make it out.

The thing hopped onto the case drove up it and launched itself right over the hero students. They might not be able to see or understand what the hell just happened but they can sure hear. "AH!" screamed a male voice from this strange thing as something dropped from it. The nearest student, who just happened to be Tenya Iida, held his arms out and caught it. The 'it' was a man in his mid-twenties in native Indian garb. His pale skin a had a tinge of green t them as he held his mouth. "I think I'm going to be sick."

Despite the greenish skin, he recognised the man from his costume. "Native?"

While that was happening, the blurred object circled a full 360 spins all the way across the hall. It made an abrupt stop as it crashed into the wall and it didn't end there. Like flimsy cardboard the walls fell flat revealing the massive stadium they were in with bio areas of everything you can think of form city skyscrapers to large mountain passages. They were towering over them making them feel like ants in comparison. The object that caused all of this was a brilliant white motorcycle with dark green rims. On top of said motorcycle was a small girl with dark, almost black, forest green hair with a fringe slicked back into place thanks a high amount of gel. She also wore a Shiketsu uniform. She turned her blank emotionless brown eyes to the examiners. "I hope I'm not too late," she said in a monotone voice.

The examiners just stared at the girl surprised. The head of the group, who looked like all he wanted was to go to bed, now looks like he could stay up a while longer. "Well that woke me up," he said before he coughed it away and returned to his sleepy expression. "And you are?" he asked with a yawn.

"Yukorin Yukimura of Shiketsu 1-A class, Sir. I am here to take part in the hero license exams. I'm not too late I hope."

Lazily, the man glanced at his watch, "Well miss Yukimura you crashed in just in time with thirty seconds to spare. One question though, aren't you a little young to be driving a motorcycle?" He asked as he eyed her tiny body. She wasn't just small she was smaller than small. The girl looked like she belonged to a primary school or at least starting middle school.

As if she knew what he was going to say; she handed him a plastic card. "Here's my license."

The sleepy man scanned it over and glanced back at the girl. "You look extremely young for your age."

"They all say that," she said coldly unaffected by the man's words. It was like she heard it all before.

"Well, I don't see any problems here. We'll take care of your bike but for now would you please join the others. I have a presentation to do."

The girl gave a small bow and turned to the hero students still frozen in shock. Except for one class. "Hey Yuko, we're over here!" Karma yelled as he jumped and waved his arms around to get her attention. "It's about time you got here." The girl didn't bother to respond and instead just walked her way into the crowd. She attempted to follow the boy's voice but every time she went to the complete opposite direction. "Hey Yuko, you're going the wrong way. Yuko! Yuko!" He didn't know if she couldn't hear him or something but she kept going from one wrong direction to another every time he called her name. The poor girl seemed confused. "Are you kidding me right now!"

"Don't worry I got this," Click assured as he walked up to Inasa. He gestured a thumb upwards, "mind giving a friend a lift." With a cheesy grinned the large teen nodded enthusiastically while crouching down and cupping his hands together. "Thank you." Click pounced onto the cupped hand as was tossed high above the crowd. He twisted his body around and spotted a head of green hair among the towering bodies of students compare to the little girl. "Found you." he swung his arms out and five pieces of white string shot out from his hands and wrapped themselves on the girl's petite body. He then spotted the case she used as a ramp earlier and use his other hand to launch another set of strings onto that. As gravity took hold of him he reeled them in through the crowds and was caught by his classmates. "Thanks guys. I think I got her."

Soon after he said that Yuko popped through the bodies of students while tied and laying down facing upwards with a blank expression. "I appreciate the assist, Click," she said in a monotone voice.

"No problem, Yuko," He said with a smile as he handed over the case that was almost twice her size. "Here's your guitar case by the way."

He gave him a small nod of gratitude and took the case away from him. Then Karma decided to butt in and slumped his arms all over the girl's small frame. "Yuko, you had me really worried there. I thought my dad was going to give me another stupid lecture," he whined like a child as he rubbed his cheek against hers.

"How many times must tell you, Kit?" A dark gleamed flashed in her emotionless eyes as she held her guitar case like a weapon. "Don't touch me!" With that she swung her case like a baseball bat and smack the redhead away from her.

He flew far but the hit was weaker than her usual ones. He just stumbled over to the arms of his little boyfriend. His face was red with pain as he groaned, "I thought we were over this whole no touching phase."

"I'm still bitter," she said sharply with absolutely no emotions. "It's also a habit that I can't seem to stop."

"It's been like what? 12 years!" Karma yelled at her very annoyed.

"12 years, 4 months, 2 weeks, 5 days, 8 hours, 30 minutes and..." she quickly glanced at her watched, "42 seconds, 43,44,45…"

"Ok, we get it!" With a sigh, Karma rubbed his aching head, "Geeze you can sure hold a grudge."

"Wow Yuko, that's an awfully long time to be mad at someone," Camie whispered seductively as she snaked her arms around the smaller girl. "You poor little sweet thing. How did Karma hurt you so?" Smack. "Ouch! What was that for!" she yelled with tears of pain almost dropping from her eyes. As she held her painfully red cheek, she glared at the girl above her.

Since she crashed to the floor Yuko just stared down at her, "I will barely allow the Kit to touch me. What makes you think I'll let you, Succubus, do so freely?"

"Oh, come on we're supposed to be partners."

"I only agreed to on Deku's command. It does not mean I like you. Quite the opposite really. I find you distasteful."

Dramatically, Camie gasped and twiddled her fingers about. "You don't have to be such a downer about it," she wined as she pouted her lips.

"Why I'm I the dowenr when you are the one on the floor? Should you be the one classed as a downer."

"No, a downer is someone who brings down the mood of the room."

"How does someone 'bring down the mood'," she asked while forming physical quotation marks. "Mood is not a physical object so that is theoretically impossible to bring it down."

"No, it means you make the mood more depressing."

"Then why didn't you say that in the first place?"

"It's a figure of speech!"

Nagamasa placed his furry hand over her shoulder in an attempt to calm her down, "Let it go, Camie. You and the rest of us all know this is a losing battle."

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In the stands of the stadium, Izuku watched the event's pass by with a smile. He's happy to know all his classmates are safe and accounted for. He was joined by two other pro heroes. One being Eraserhead, whose dry eyes just watched wide in shock. The other was Miss Joke, who was holding her stomach tight with one arm as the other covered her mouth shut. "Wow, that girl really brought the roof down! HAHAHHAHA! Ya get it Eraser? Ya get it?" She laughed as she poked the man with her elbow.

Aizawa just ignored her and continued to stare at the group of peculiar students. "And they say my class is weird."

Izuku just chucked at the man's blunted comments as he gazed over his classmate fondly. They look so lively and really enjoying themselves even if their argument. Perhaps that's just how they get along. But one thing's for sure we wouldn't change them for the world. "Yup those are my classmates alright."

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AN: Well that's everything for know. Might make their profiles soon or something. Be for now this is it. I'm sure no one is reading this but who cares I worked to hard on this chapter and I haven't posted anything for a while so here it is.

Bye everyone.