Every afternoon from her way home from school, Sakurai Shiori was always met with the sight of him, over the the past three years the red eyed boy had become apart of her daily routine she didn't talk to him in fact she made sure to keep her distance from the boy; for he always looked at others as if they were inferior to him and he would even verbally say so. She remembered quite vividly their first interaction, she had been pushed towards his seat by the sea of passengers and in the process she had pushed him causing him to glare at her. Apparently, this had not been a good day, she had some pride in telling the boys mood albeit he always looked like fighting the world she would notice the small expressions in his face, it was a game she made to keep herself occupied. That day he looked drained, as if he did fight the world and lost. Normally he would cuss the world out for a small action but this time he must have decided a glare if it could kill will suffice enough.
She would occasionally catch him in the company of two other boys. Though to her it seemed like they were his minions of sorts rather than friends. She didn't need to talk to him in order to figure out his personality and if she were to put it in words it'd be: explosive. But some days to her surprise he'd be studying diligently or shoot down ideas of after school activities with his two friends because they'd "ruin his record". He wasn't the delinquent she pictured him to be.
Looking at the space in front of her in the carriage she sighed. Shiori had graduated middle school and today was the beginning of high school. Meaning she had to take a new route to her new school and her days of seeing the short tempered boy were over. She'd always looked forward to discovering new things about him.
Like many other youth in this society, she shared the same dreams of becoming a hero. To her it had been obvious that in order to achieve this goal she would have to attend the best school in Japan: UA high the alma mater of many pro heroes and most importantly the number one hero All Might.
In order to even reach this part of her journey she sacrificed a lot. While most kids her age went out to play or hang out, Shiori stayed inside and studied day in and night out, she gave up sleep and when she reached her limit she'd rest before diving back in. She learned how to polish her quirk to the best of her abilities. Those who wanted to become heroes and didn't even try to better themselves, she believed the title hero was too extravagant for them.
And she was one of the few lucky ones. After attending a prestigious middle school on scholarships and her involvement in and out of it, she was recommended for the Hero Course at U.A and ultimately accepted. 'I wonder…." her thoughts were interrupted by the jolt of the train stopping; this was her stop.
Stepping out of the train, her silver hair swished with the wind conjured by the departed train. Her brown eyes surveying the station, while patting down her uniform. Spotting the exit street toward the school she went off towards the direction. She spotted other students older than with the same uniform and decided it'd be best to follow them.
"This place is like a maze… and why are all the doors so big?"
Finally reaching the end of the hall her destination came to sight: class A-1. Getting excited she began to lightly jog towards the door.
Hand reaching the door knob she made a silent prayer for good luck. Opening the door she gathered the attention of those already there.
Feeling her nerves kicked in she stood up straight and fumbled to introduce herself.
"My name is Sakurai Shiori, I hope we all get along. Doing a quick bow she straightened herself and gave of a what she called confident smile. Taking a glance at the seating chart she made her way in between the red haired boy and yellow haired boy. As she sat down in her seat the blonde quickly turned pointing at himself, "Kaminari Denki nice to meet you, also can I have your number?" Perplexed at his enthusiasm she her attention was then brought upon the red haired boy, "Kirishima Eijirou, hope I can count on you for the rest of the year." He then pointed towards himself. "Oh and you can count on me too!"
"Nice to meet you both, I hope we get along seeing as we are neighbors" she smiled at both of them.
As they still waited for the rest of the students to arrive the trio began to familiarize themselves with one another, Shiori decided that they were great people. While Kaminari was a flirt he was funny and somewhat goofy and that his likes are in whatever is trendy. As for Kirishima she found his fondness of manliness amusing, she also found it very easy to get along with him as he was very kind hearted.
Their conversation was halted by the sudden reprimanding of a student towards another student.
"Don't put your feet on the desk!" The trio turned to find a glasses wearing boy tell another student whose feet were resting on top of the getting a taunting "huh" response from the boy.
Paying no mind to the boys sarcasm the other continued, "Don't you think that's rude to the U.A upperclassmen and those who made the desk."
Wait a minute, that hair looks familiar. "I don't! What junior high did you go to, you side character?" There no mistake I have only ever heard one person say that. Sweat dropping, she sighed, sure she was going to miss her favorite after school activity involving the guy, but that didn't mean she would have wanted to see him in a even more confined space for 8 hours 5 days a week.
"I attended Somei Private Academy. My name is Iida Tenya"
'Somie?! So your a damn elite, huh? Looks like I'll have fun crushing you!" Was the shocking response from the boy.
Turning her head towards Kirishima, "Isn't that the opposite of the heroism attitude?" she whispered.
"Not manly at all." Kirishima replied shaking his head.
After their quick exchange their attention was grabbed by someone at the door. A boy with green hair was looking at the exchange between the students in fear, after he realized all of the attention on him she stuttered his introduction.
"Ohm ummm" he stuttered.
"Good morning. I am…" He was approached by the glasses fellow.
"I heard, I'm Midoriya nice to meet you"
The conversation was headed towards the topic of the practical exams, and that apparently there was more to it. Turning towards Kirishima and Kaminari she questioned them about the practical exam. "What do you mean you don't know, didn't you take it with the rest of us?" Kaminari asked confused. Looking at him, "No I was actually admitted by recommendation."
"How cool! Then you must be really smart." Kirishima looked at her amazed. "Not really I just studied hard, if I wanted to reach UA, I knew I'd need to sacrifice a lot of things so I spent most of my time studying and physically shaping myself. It paid off but, that doesn't mean I'll have it easy still." she replied.
"So manly!"
"Ehh but shes a girl." Kaminari stated pointing at her.
"Your right….. But girls can be manly too right?" Shiori just shrugged.
Before anything else happened, everyone heard a voice, "Go somewhere else if you want to play at being friends." The two students from earlier now joined by a girl all stopped and turned towards the voice. "This is the hero course. It took eight seconds before you were quiet."
Everyone looked at the doorway where their eyes met the sight of a sleeping bag and someone emerging from it.
"Time is limited, you kids are not rational enough. I'm your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouta. Nice to meet you."
The introduction was met with surprised murmurs as they all watched him pull out a gym outfit, and instructed them to put it on and to head towards the field. As the students filed out of the classroom the trio walked together.
"Say what do you suppose we'll be doing?" Kirishima asked surveying the outfit.
Shrugging Kaminari twirled the uniform, "No clue isn't it orientation?"
Looking at them both Shiori walked backwards facing them, "Looking at it in a logical way we'll probably do some form of physical activity." Still walking backwards Shiori didn't watch her surroundings before she bumped into someone.
Turning towards the person to apologize she abruptly stopped once she came in contact with crimson eyes. It was just her luck she'd bump into him of all students.
"Watch where you're going extra or I'll crush you."
Watching him walk away she huffed, "Sorry, someone woke on the wrong side of the bed"
"Are you ok?" Kaminari asked.
"That dude is so not manly"
"Lets just go before we're late Aizawa sensei looks pretty strict."
Agreeing the trio began their way towards the locker room.
As soon as everyone arrived they were met with a surprise. A Quirk Assessment Test, in short Aizawa sensei believed that in order to become a hero, leisurely events such as orientation were a waste of time. Gazing tiredly at the field Aizawa motioned towards the students. "You kids have been taking these since junior high, right? Physical tests with restriction to your quirks. The country still uses averages taken from results from students not using their quirks, but that's not rational. Well the ministry of education is procrastination." Looking towards the red eyed boy.
"Bakugou. You finished first in the practical exam. What was your score in Junior High for softball throw?" The boy in questioned looked at him upon his name being called. "67 meters."
Bakugou. After three years of watching you on the opposite side of the train I finally learned your name.
Throwing him a ball Aizawa instructed him, "Try to do it with your Quirk. Anything you do is fair game as long as you stay in the circle."
Grabbing the ball Bakugou smirked preparing for the pitch, "Well then…...DIE!" The ball was propelled by an explosion sending it a a very far distance.
"Die?... Is this guy for real?" Shiori muttered.
Aizawa flipped the phone facing the students, "Know your maximum first that is the most rational way to form a foundation for a hero."
"705.2 meters!" the class was in awe.
"It looks like fun" A pink female student bounced. While a black haired boy also exclaimed, "So we can use our quirks, as expected of the hero course!"
In a taunting voice Aizawa looked at them both. "It looks fun huh? You have three years to become a hero will you still have the same attitude as now? All right whoever places last in all eight tests will be deemed unfit and unsuitable and will be followed by an immediate expulsion."
A sound of shock resounded in the field. Immediate expulsion on the first day is something no one would want to go through. Gripping her hands tighter Shiori and the rest of the students looked at Aizawa.
"Welcome to U.A's hero course."
"Is he for real?' Kirishima leaned over towards Shiori in a hushed voice. True it was to much of a last minute decision, but this was U.A high.
"U.A is known for its non traditional methods of creating heroes. No matter how unfair it seems, it is rational enough. Those who don't work in order to obtain their spots should stop reaching but, it just means we earned our spot to get here so we shouldn't quit now joke or no joke." Shiori looked at him,before walking towards the first test; the 50 meter dash.
While waiting for her turn Shiori assessed her classmates.
Iida Tenya: Quirk: Engine, 3.04 seconds.
Next to him a girl with a cute frog appearance; Asui Tsuyu: Quirk: Frog, 5.58 seconds
After them it was the girl from earlier Uraraka Ochaco: Quirk: Zero Gravity 7.15 seconds.
Amazing
After a few more students had gone, Shiori's turn was next. So far she had seen amazing quirks, if she would go by the most common tests given, her quirk would not give her an advantage. She needed to rely on all the physical strength she build up during all these years.
Walking up towards the start line, Shiori began to think of ways to help herself while waiting for Bakugou's and Midoriya's race to end.
Which one would be the most efficient? Looking at the two boys her eyes focused on Bakugou and his strategy, a light clicked in her head as she watched him. That's it!
"Sakurai Shiori, Hanta Sero" Aizawa's voice drawled. "You two are next"
If I replace them with that I can certainly get enough firepower to get to the next side efficiently.
At the sound of the beeper counting off the three seconds Sero began to position his arm, while most of the attention turned to the white haired girl, as her brown eyes changed to that of blood red. On both her hands, a holographic like projection of two Dual Ranged Shot Gauntlets turned solid. As the beeper hit the second mark Shiori smashed both of them together resulting in a pulse wave. That should be enough kinetic energy for one boost. After the last beep from the machine, the sound of a click was heard before the gauntlets released the energy in a blast and Shiori was propelled in the same position of Bakugou's style.
Reaching the end her score was 3.16 seconds. I am actually impressed it worked.
Just like they appeared the gauntlets disappeared in a reverse holographic style and her eyes back to their brown shade.
"W-what was that!" Kaminari shouted pointing at her.
"Its my Quirk" Shiori smiled.
Sakurai Shiori. Quirk: Light Weapon. Essentially her quirk allows her to make hard-light copies of weapons, of her choice. There is no limit in which weapons she can create but there is a limit in how many different ones she uses at the same time. The durability of her weapons depend on her will. Although she can make weapons she can not produce standard bullets, thus in replacement to ammunition they are replaced by kinetic energy.
"That was amazing!" Kirishima bounced towards her.
" That was pretty smart in using that type of weapon though, and such fast time decision making to!" Mina said.
"Actually it was inspired by Bakugou-san, I was just going to run until I saw his race and I got reminded of the gauntlets."
At hearing this Bakugou scoffed. "Learn how to make your own goddamn moves, you fucking extra!"
Looking at him she sarcastically smiled towards the tempered boy, "Thank you, Bakugou-sama"
"Listen-" before the boy could make another insult towards her, Aizawa sensei glared at both of them stopping the bickering students from advancing.
"Next two students."
So far most of the assessment tests were done and over with. The only ones remaining were the the ball throw and sit ups. During the ball throw assessment most of the students scored an average number, besides Uraraka Ochaco whose quirk resulted in the ball to reach infinity in the meter. Short to say the class was impressed with that result.
Next was Midoriya Izuku, so far he had done average or below, nothing made him stand out much. The only time Shiori noticed him was when the boy fell face flat in the jump assessment. And at the moment his facial expression was full of panic.
Izuku's mind was going haywire, he couldn't control All Mights power just yet, and his only shot to at least not be at the bottom was to use that 5%, but it would end with him having a broken arm or worse. Walking to the circle he picked up the ball and looked at it. This was his only chance.
"Say Kirishima, do you know what his quirk is, I don't think I had the chance to see it?"
"No, me either. He hasn't shown it at all….and if he continues this way he might be the one going out the door." He answered his voice laced with sympathy.
It seemed everyone else in the class had the same thoughts. At hearing this Bakugou scoffed.
"Of course there's no way for Deku to pass, he's a quirkless small fry after all"
Iida and Ochaco looked confused, with what they saw at the entrance exams he definitely didn't seem like a Quirkless boy.
"Deku…..who is that? Midoriya-san? Is he really quirkless?" She turned to the red haired boy only to get a shrug from him.
"Are you sure, are you not aware of what transpired at the entrance exams?!" Iida looked towards Bakugou who only seemed to grow more irritated by the minute.
Everyone's attention reverted to the boy in question as he began to act. The green haired boy stepped back his arms glowing with a purple color as he prepared to throw the ball, but it all disappeared as the ball hit the ground 46 meters away. The boy was confused he was definitely about to use his power. Looking around he noticed Aizawa sensei.
"I erased your quirk" Aizawa sensei replied. Walking forward his hair was floating in the air and the bandages around his neck flowing by the wind that was not there. His eyes red and unblinking."That entrance exam was definitely not rational enough. Even a kid like you was accepted"
"You erased my quirk?" Izuku muttered looking closer at the teacher his eyes widened in realization. "Those goggles, you can erase other people's quirks just by looking at them. The erasure Hero: Eraserhead!"
"Eraser?"
"I don't know him."
"I've heard of him, he's an underground hero"
"From what I can tell, you can't control your quirk. Can you?" Do you intend to become incapacitated again and have someone save you?"
"T-that's not my intention."
The scene suddenly turned more serious as the hero's bandages wrapped around the meek boy. Looking more intimidating, "No matter what your intention is, I'm saying that's what those around you will be forced to do. In the past, there was an oppressively passionate hero who saved over a thousand people by himself and created a legend. Even if you have the same reckless valor, you'll just be decked and turn into a useless doll after saving one person. Midoriya Izuku you can't become a hero."
The scene was intense. Shiori felt the tension rise within every word that Eraserhead said, she couldn't help but comprehend how Midoriya was taking it, judging from his expression not to well. Deciding there was nothing more to say he unwrapped the bandages from the boy. " I've returned you quirk. You have two turns for the ball throw, hurry up and get it over with." The atmosphere was quiet everyone was waiting for what Midoriya's next move would be. Shiori was anxious for the boy, if that were her she'd probably be crying from the humiliation.
Looking at the boy he was muttering again, suddenly as if he had gotten a new resolve the boy once again took a confident stance and shot the ball.
"SMASH!" The strength of the throw created a huge gust of wind picking up debris. The class was in awe after witnessing such raw power.
"Sensei...I can still move." The boy said, despite his injured finger.
"What incredible power." Shiori whispered. Besides her Kaminari was blinking rapidly. "D-did that just happen?" Both looked towards each other flabbergasted. While most of the students were amazed with his quirk there was one who was not. The sound of explosions gathered their attention towards Bakugou.
"What is the fucking meaning of this?" Before anyone could do anything to stop him, Bakugou's rushed towards Midoriya. "Tell me what's going on, Deku you bastard!" He was a few feet away from the boy before the familiar bandages of Aizawa wrapped themselves around him. Struggling to free himself from them Bakugou complained, "These cloths are so damn hard.."
"They're weapons for capture made of carbon fiber woven together with metal wire made of a special alloy. Jeez….Don't keep making me use my quirk over and over...I have dry eye."
The tense atmosphere was broken by the last statement.
As the class began to go to the next task, Bakugou stood in the same spot glaring at Midoriya. Shiori looked back at the boy, who looked to be in turmoil, she was confused on what Midoriya did to deserve all this hate from Bakugou, and why Bakugou believed firmly the boy was quirkless. Letting the thoughts out of her mind she jogged in between Kirishima and Kaminari to the last station.
After all the tests were done and over with everyone gathered in anxiousness to get their scores as Aizawa sensie displayed them in a hologram. Shiori searched for her name; 5- Sakurai Shiori. She made it to the top 5 looking for Kirishima she found him at number 8 and Kaminari at 16. She sighed her small trio was safe. Out of curiosity she looked at the last spot : Izuku Midoriya. She looked at the boy with pity, stopping a dream that was halfway was cruel.
"By the way, I was lying about the expulsion, it was a rational deception to draw out the upper limits of your quirk."
"What!?" The A-1 class couldn't believe the deception.
"Of course that was a lie, It should have been obvious if you just thought it through." Yaoyorozu Momo explained.
"That was a little nerve-wrecking, huh?"The black haired boy besides Kirishima and Shiori asked. Kirishima brought his fist up towards himself, "I'll take up the challenge anytime."
Smiling she teased him "Oh how manly of you Kirishima-kun, isn't he so manly Bakugou-san?" Said boy huffed and turned the other way. Shrugging to herself she tried.
"With that, we're done here. There are papers discussing the rest of the term on your desks look at them." Before leaving he turned towards the now relieved boy handing him a paper to the nurses office.
With the day being over, everyone returned to the classroom.
After Shiori made sure all her belongings were in her bag she got up to leave.
"Oi! Sakurai-san,lets go to the arcade!" Kirishima and Kaminari walked up to her along with the black haired boy, Sero.
"The arcade? Sorry but, I promised my grandpa to help with dinner today." she looked glum, she really wanted to hang out with them more.
"Don't mind Sakurai-san we got all semester." Kirishima assured her as they walked towards the gates.
"Call me Shiori, we're friends after all. I wasn't close to my classmates before so I really look forward to spending more time with you guys!" Shiori smiled, to the boys the sun made her outline radiate. In a more comical sense the boys dramatically pulled back. What is she an angle?!
"Well in that case you can call me Eijirou!"
"Denki, call me Denki"
"You can call me whatever I don't mind."
After reaching her station she bid her goodbyes to the boys. They are all so nice.
As she boarded her train, she accidentally bumped into someone. Before she could apologized she was met with red piercing eyes. Why does this situation seem so familiar...also why is it always me?!
"Are you always this troublesome white haired freak?!"
Growing irritated, "Are you always this loud you temper-mental freak?!"
"You wanna die!?"
Making a 'come at me gesture', "Bring it you self absorbed asshole!?"
Their fight was cut short as the incoming and outgoing waves of people dispersed them.
Sitting down she glanced at the boy on the opposite side of the cart. Maybe her long term hobby was not coming to an end after all.
Hey guys. Thank you for reading this first chapter! Review, fave, follow if you'd like it motivates me more. Also Shiori's quirk was inspired by the American Animation called RWBY and also most of the weapons she will be using are also inspired by RWBY. For a long time i've been thinking that a hero with a quirk able to create weapons was a really cool concept, and since I came across a clip of the animation I was able to find a way to incorporate it into the bnha universe.
Also season 3 opening is so amazing, Toga's scene OMFG dead.
See you next chapter!