Izuku Midoriya closed the door to the practice room, a sigh escaping his lips.
This place has four practice rooms, you'd think one of them would be used for actual practicing, Izuku thought, dragging his feet up the stairs, trying to find some place to practice using his quirk without breaking his bones. Every room that's meant to be used for practice was being used for other purposes. Students were having a picnic in one, making out in another. He'd practically walked in on two older students getting a little too intimate for a practice fight.
How are things being a Pro Hero All Might? I still can't use this quirk you gave me without hurting myself, but I'm learning. I'm starting to think rich kids only came to this school to have a good time, not learn how to be a hero. Izuku stopped and looked up at the door his feet had lead him to.
"A music room?" He mumbled. "Why does UA have a music room? Is it used for the General Students? Maybe it's empty."
"Welcome!" Came a chorus of voices from inside. What Izuku had found, was the Host Club.
Only those with exceptional Quirks,and those who come from extremely rich families, have the privilege of attending the elite private academy, UA High School. The UA Host Club is where the school's handsomest boys, with too much time on their hands, entertain the young ladies who also have way too much time on their hands. These six boys all possess magnificent quirks, which they use as their main form of entertainment.
Katsuki Bakugou,from class 1-A, and also known as the Host Club's "King," is the club's president. His Quirk, Explosion, let's him entertain his guests by causing small explosions from the sweat on his palms. His hair also looks as if it's exploding, ashy blond and sticking out in every direction. His red eyes are usually glaring at one thing or another.
Tenya Iida is the vice president, and is class 1-A's representative. His Quirk, Engine, allows him to run at high speeds, great for when his guest would like something across the room. He is very adamant on following school rules, and when someone is disobeying, he'll start in on a lecture, waving his arms frantically as he talks.
Fumikage Tokoyami, class 1-A, has a bird-like shaped head, but that doesn't stop him from being one of the top requested members of the Host Club, partly thanks to his Quirk. Tokoyami can summon what he would call a "shadow-like monster" that he hosts within his own body, called Dark Shadow. Dark Shadow's the more popular of the two, and easily charms everyone who steps foot into the abandoned music room being used as the Host Club's clubroom.
Todoroki Shouto, the third member of the Host Club who's also in class 1-A, is cold and aloof, but that just earns him even more requests from the ladies. His Quirk, Half Cold Half Hot, is exactly as it sounds. Half of his body, the right side, can cause temperatures to decrease, and he can freeze whatever he's touching. His left side does the exact opposite, raising temperatures and setting what he's touching on fire. His right side also looks different from his left, including his eye colors. On the right, his hair is white and his eye is grey, while on the left, his hair is red and his eye is blue. He also has a burn scar on the left side of his face.
Eijiro Kirishima and Tetsutetsu Tetsutetsu both have similar, yet slightly different, Quirks. Both can harden their bodies to the point where they are impenetrable, but the way they harden is different. Kirishima's body becomes almost like a rock, while Tetsutetsu's becomes something like steel. Tetsutetsu looks almost like steel even without his Quirk being activated, with silver hair and eyelashes so long they almost look like a steel mask around his eyes. Kirishima, on the other hand, looks almost ordinary without his Quirk activated, his appearance giving almost no sign of what his Quirk might be. The sharpness of his hair and teeth are the only clues to what he can do. Kirishima is also in class 1-A, but Tetsutetsu is the only Host Club member part of class 1-B.
"Hey, you guys are in the same class as this guy, right?" Tetsutetsu asked, looking at his other club members.
"Yeah, but we don't really know much about him, other than he's got a wicked powerful Quirk," Kirishima replied. "We don't even know what his Quirk is, but it does remind me of All Mights."
A light bulb went off in Tetsutetsu's mind.
"You're the scholarship student, correct?" Todoroki asked.
"That's right," Iida answered for Izuku. "You're the one who figured out the true nature of the exam, and even though you got zero Villain points in the practical exam, but scored the most Rescue points! And I heard you scored the top score in the written exam! Truly you are worth the full ride scholarship you were awarded. I'm sure you wouldn't have been able to afford to attend this fine institution otherwise."
"Well, I mean," Izuku mumbled.
"Who would've thought this nerd would be so openly gay," Bakugou glared Izuku down. "Well, a guest is a guest. So, Deku, what's your type?"
"Deku?!" Izuku squeaked.
"Yeah, Deku. That's your name now, got it?" Bakugou barked. "Anyways, who do you want? The smart student council president?" Iida adjusted his glasses and smiled. "The chivalrous ones?" Kirishima and Tetsutetsu hardened their skins, throwing an arm around each other. "The mysterious type, with a Quirk that's got its own personality?" Dark Shadow appeared from Tokoyami, and curled itself around its host. "Maybe you like the Half Cold Half Hot bastard," Todoroki just looked at Bakugou, saying nothing, "Or, you like guys like me?" Bakugou smirked, and ran a hand down Izuku's cheek, stopping to lightly hold his chin. Izuku's eyes went wide, and the next thing he knew, he had activated One for All and jumped away from Bakugou, luckily only using 5%, and breaking nothing. Well, almost nothing.
When Izuku had jumped away from Bakugou, he ended up across the room, and hitting a pillar holding a renaissance vase. Both the pillar and vase went flying, and shattered when they hit the wall. Izuku tried to catch them, but the impact was too much, and he was too late.
Bakugou raged. "Fucking idiot! We were going to feature that fucking vase at the shitty school auction coming up!"
"Well, now you've done it," Tokoyami sighed, shielding Dark Shadow from the explosions coming from Bakugou's palms. "We even managed to keep that away from Bakugou's anger."
"The bidding for that vase was supposed to start at 8 million yen, of course I was careful around it!" Bakugou yelled.
"8 million yen!" Izuku cried. "Oh no, how many thousand yen is that, how many thousands are in a million? I'm going to have to find a way to pay them back."
"With what money?" Tetsutetsu and Kirishima asked in unison. "You can't even afford a school uniform."
"What is with that grubby outfit!" Iida exclaimed, as if only now noticing the sweater and ill-fitting slacks Izuku wore instead of the stylish UA uniform. "It is a disgrace to this fine school!"
"What do you think we should do, Bakugou?" Todoroki asked, picking up a piece of the vase. "He is going to have to pay us back."
The self-proclaimed king smirked, and dramatically took a seat in one of the arm chairs. "Well, as they say. When in Rome, do as the Romans do. From now on, Deku, you'll pay us back with your body." Izuku gulped, his mind imaging the worst. "Starting today, you're the Host Club's dog."
Dog? Izuku thought. I don't think I can handle this All Might. I've been captured by a bunch of boys calling themselves a Host Club!
The Host Club is officially open for business! While Todoroki, Bakugou, Kirishima, Tetsutetsu, Iida, and Tokoyami are entertaining their guests, Izuku is out buying them coffee. With his own money.
"You'd think they'd give me some money to buy them their groceries," Izuku muttered, grabbing the cheapest brand of instant coffee he can find on the shelf. He checked out, and made his way back to UA.
"I'm going to have to figure out a way to pay them back," Izuku was mumbling to himself on the way back to the club room. "I won't be able to train at all if I'm stuck running the Host Club's errands."
"I'm sorry," a voice with a lisp spoke up. "Did you just say 'Host Club?'" Izuku looked up to find Mineta Minoru, a fellow classmate. He nodded. "Are you a member of the Host Club now, Midoriya?"
"Well, yes, technically," Izuku shrugged.
"I'll never get a girlfriend with you as a Host," Mineta whined.
"I'm sure that's not true," Izuku tried to cheer the small boy up. "Plus, I'm not even a
Host. I'm just their errand boy." Mineta didn't seem to hear him, and just continued to whine and complain as he walked away from Izuku. Izuku just sighed again, and kept on his journey to the music room.
"There you are, Deku!" Bakugou yelled as Izuku closed the door behind him. "Did you get everything?"
"Here, Kacchan," Izuku let the nickname slip from his lips. He'd decided while at the grocery store to call the other boy that as long as he called him Deku. He handed him the bag.
"What did you just call me, nerd?!" Kacchan raged.
"Kacchan. It's your new name," Izuku grinned. Kacchan growled, and looked inside the bag.
"The fuck is this shit?" He pulled out the instant coffee.
"Coffee."
"Is that the kind that's already ground?" Todoroki spoke from where he was sitting, he stood up and draped himself on the back of the couch Kacchan was sitting with his guests. "What do you think, Yaoyorozu? Think we should try it?" Todoroki's guest, another girl in class 1-A with a Quirk that lets her create any non-living thing as long as she knew the molecular makeup of the item, came to stand next to Todoroki. She grabbed the coffee, and looked it over.
"I'm not sure if it'll taste as good as the coffee we grind ourselves," She concluded after a few seconds.
"Only one way to find out!" Kirishima appeared from nowhere, and took the coffee out of Yaoyorozu's hands. "Come on, Midoriya, make some for us!"
That's how Izuku wound up making coffee for everyone in the music room. He almost winced when half of the girls just gave the coffee a distrustful look, thinking of how much of a waste this was. 300 yen, down the drain. One of the girls giggled nervously.
"I'm afraid if I drink this, my father will yell at me," she said. Kacchan grabbed her by the waist, and lifted her chin.
"What if I let you drink it from my mouth?" He suggested. Izuku marveled at how different this Kacchan was from the one who yelled at every little thing. Maybe this is why he's the president. Izuku thought. I mean, he is attractive in looks, but personality wise, no one should like him. Maybe he makes up for it by doing little things like this?
"Actually, our guests seem to like it when he's angry," came Iida's voice. "Just so you know, he's king, number one I guess you could say. He has the highest request rate."
"Kacchan?" Izuku was surprised. "I would've thought maybe Todoroki, or Kirishima would be the most requested, or at least higher than him."
"It might have something to do with how little his outbursts are during club hours. He rarely seems to get angry, and is usually the perfect gentleman when it comes to our guests. So, when he does get mad, he tends to keep his explosions to a minimum, both literally and figuratively."
"So I was right," Izuku noted. "They don't see his mean side. They only see this side of him."
"Well, they do see him in class, just like we do," Iida pointed out. "But I guess you can say that this side of him outweighs the bully they see during normal school hours."
Izuku nodded in reluctant agreement, and took a look around at the other club members. He wish he'd brought his notebook with him, maybe a different one than his hero ones. Part of being a hero is how you interact with the public, and these six boys all seem to have that aspect down.
Even though they were supposed to be entertaining their customers, Kirishima and Tetsutetsu where very handsy with each other. From hand holding, to gazing into each other's eyes, it almost seemed as if they themselves were a couple. The girls loved it! They held each other and squealed in delight whenever they even glanced in each other's direction.
Tokoyami sat in a slightly darker corner, petting Dark Shadow lovingly and talking to his guests. Dark Shadow seemed to be part of Tokoyami's allure, Izuku noticed, as they seemed to like him just as much as his host.
Todoroki was currently using his Quirk to make an ice sculpture of one of his guests. He was quiet in class, and the most surprising member of the Host Club. Izuku never would have guessed that he spent his time after classes making ice sculptures as a host in a Host Club.
Kacchan had gone back to his guests after the whole coffee ordeal. Izuku could really see how different this boy was to the one he saw in class everyday. He payed attention to all of his guests, and was gentle, in his own way.
"How do you like the cake today?" Izuku heard Kacchan ask one of his guests. "I tried a new recipe, and I'm hoping that it came out ok."
"Oh, Katsuki, it's wonderful!" The girl swooned. "You're such a good baker!" And oh, that's not something Izuku would ever have guessed about the explosive blond. He bakes. Katsuki Bakugou can have enough patience to bake. Izuku's hands itched for his lucky pencil and notebook to take notes.
"What about you, Iida?" Izuku asked, looking at the taller boy. "How come you don't have any guests?"
"Well, while I do have guests of my own on occasion, I tend to prefer the business side of the club, including your debt," Iida opened a book in his hand. "Which, as you know, you're paying off by acting as the Host Club's dog until you graduate." Izuku gulped. Till he graduated? How is he ever going to learn how to control One for All? All Might's going to be so disappointed.
The same light bulb that went off in Tetsutetsu's mind shone in Iida's.
"You're going to work real hard to pay off that debt, nerd," Kacchan said, letting a breath of hot air blow onto Izuku's neck. Izuku jerked away in surprise.
"I'd appreciate if you didn't do that, Kacchan," Izuku pleaded.
"Well, I guess if you're going to be here, we should give you a make-over," Kacchan growled. "No girl is going to look twice at you looking like that."
"Well, I don't really want girls to look at me, plus I thought I was only your errand boy," Izuku's voice went up an octave in pitch.
"Are you fucking kidding, Deku? Don't you want to be a goddamn Hero! Pleasing the public and making them feel safe is the most important fucking part of being a Hero! That includes the ladies!" Kacchan started raging.
"I don't really care about that stuff, though, Kacchan. I mean, sure I care about making them feel safe, but I'm not sure if this is the right way to do that," Izuku shrugged. "Why should I care if they think I'm attractive, as long as they feel safe."
"They're not going to feel fucking safe if the guy saving them isn't a fucking gentleman! But I guess we can't all be as great as a Hero as me, with a powerful fucking Quirk and a gentleman on top of that. Think about it! Why do you think Best Jeanist is such a great Hero! Because he's a fucking gentleman! Same with All Might! And Endeavor!" Kacchan started in on a rant.
"Not Endeavor," came Todoroki's voice. "He's the farthest thing from a gentleman."
"Nobody asked you, IcyHot!" Kacchan turned his attention back to Izuku. "Alright, lesson number one, fucker, listen up. When you place your glass down, extend your pinky finger to cushion the sound." Izuku drowned him out with his thoughts.
There's a word for someone like this, he thought. Narcissistic? No, he's certainly that, but that's not what I'm looking for right now. Pain in the neck? Not strong enough.
"Last and most important lesson, you must always remember," Kacchan stood next to Izuku, "how effective a glance to the side can be."
"Obnoxious," Izuku thought aloud.
"The fuck did you just say, you fucking Deku!" Small explosions came from Kacchan's hands. Tetsutetsu and Kirishima laughed and wrapped their arms around Izuku.
"Congrats, Midoriya," Kirishima grinned. "You've caused more outbursts in the past couple of hours than we've seen all year!"
"I'm sorry, Kacchan," Izuku frowned, not wanting to get burned. "But I did learn something from you today! I guess pleasing the ladies will help me become a great hero someday!"
"Damn right it will! And to start, you're no longer our errand boy," Kacchan smirked. "Iida, get a uniform that'll fit Deku. Tokoyami, you have the least stupid hair out of all of you fuckers, so you do something about this mess. Starting today, Deku's officially a Host."
Kirishima and Tetsutetsu dragged Izuku to a changing room, and gave him the uniform. "Change."
"Fine, but get out," Izuku said, pulling his shirt off. When he saw Kirishima and Tetsutetsu still standing there, he pushed them out.
When Kirishima saw Izuku shirtless, his light bulb lit up.
Izuku Midoriya is officially a Host, and open for business.
"What am I even doing?" Izuku mumbled. "What am I supposed to do? Tell them a story? Do some origami? Eat cake?"
"Um, Izuku?" One of the girls tried to catch his attention. "We can't understand what you're saying."
"Oh, I'm sorry! This is my first time doing this, so I'm a bit nervous to be talking to you," Izuku smiled at his guests, then an idea popped into his head. "Why don't I do some All Might impressions to break the ice?"
"That'd be great!" One of the girls nodded enthusiastically. Izuku smiled at them, and started doing his impressions.
Todoroki and Tokoyami looked at each other as their light bulbs lit up in unison.
"I hate them all," A lispy voice whispered from the doorway.
The next day, Izuku lost his backpack. His backpack that had his wallet in it, his money, his student ID, his notebooks. One moment, there it was next to him, the next, it was gone.
He found it when he looked out the window.
Frantically, he looked through his notebooks, looking at how much damage the water caused to them. The newest pages where the worst off, the fresh ink running down the page, barely legible. Tears welled up in his eyes. He worked so hard on these. And he still hasn't found his wallet. With tears streaming down his face, Izuku rolled up his pants and stepped into the fountain. He needed that money, especially now that he needed new notebooks.
"Deku! You fucking skipped out on us to go swimming?" Izuku turned around to see Kacchan standing at the edge of fountain. "Why are you crying, you fucking loser?"
"Sorry, Kacchan. I'll be there tomorrow," Izuku turned back to the water. "If I find my wallet by then." There was a splash, and Izuku turned to see Kacchan next to him. "W-what are you doing?"
"The fuck does it look like? I'm helping you, you stupid nerd," Kacchan reached over and picked something out of the water. "This it?"
"Uh, yeah," Izuku blushed. "Thank you." Kacchan smirked.
"You're not falling for me, are you?" He asked.
"What!? No!" Izuku's face was on fire.
"Good," Kacchan handed Izuku his wallet. "Because you're definitely not my type."
"Oh yeah," Izuku grinned teasingly. "Then what is your type?"
"Female."
Izuku laughed, then noticed the purple ball stuck to his bag.
Kacchan must have noticed it, too, because the next day, he approached Mineta, the rest of the Host Club at his heels. Small sparks came from Kacchan's palms. Todoroki was using his left side for once, flames encompassing his face and arms. Tetsutetsu and Kirishima hardened their skin. They chose a dark room, so Dark Shadow was strong. Iida stood there menacingly.
"We know it was you, fucking purple balls," Kacchan growled.
"I don't know what you're talking about," Mineta was a terrible liar.
"You threw Deku's bag in the fountain outside," Iida opened his book. "You've been jealous of the Host Club for quite awhile now, haven't you, Mineta?"
"I-I," Mineta started sobbing. "I don't understand what's so popular about you! All you do is breath, and the girls are ready to take their clothes off for you!"
"Maybe it's because we don't care about that," Kirishima shrugged. "We just want to make them happy."
"Or maybe it's because we don't throw people's bags out the fucking window!" Kacchan's explosions got bigger. Mineta's sobs got louder.
"I'm sorry! I promise I won't do it again! I'll leave you all alone!" Mineta hiccuped.
"You're damn right you won't," Kacchan let off another small explosion. "Because if you do, you die."
Mineta ran off in tears. Izuku couldn't believe what he had just witnessed. Kacchan had just stuck up for him.
"Young Bakugou!" Another voice came from behind Izuku. "Heroes do not threaten others! Even if they were a bully!" Izuku turned around and his face lit up at the sight of All Might.
"Yes, sir," Kacchan grumbled.
"But I do want to thank you for sticking up for Young Midoriya. No one should have their bag thrown into a fountain!" Kacchan's eyes went wide as the last light bulb went off.
"Are you his father?" He asked. Midoriya and All Might tensed up.
"Please don't tell anyone," Midoriya pleaded. "No one can know!" Kacchan's eyes flashed.
"Fine! But in return, you need to earn 10x more guest than you had to before!" Izuku gulped.
Are you seeing this All Might? Looks like I'm officially a Host now.