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I only own my OCs, the more M rated scenes are to come.

In the meantime, enjoy!


One week.

One. Agonizingly. Painfully anxious. Long week.

When Izuku got the mail, and that a letter from U.A. was on top, he ran to find his sister, slipping in the process.

"Astuko-aaaah!:

Tripping over his own feet and into the living room, he fell flat on his face on th e floor, holding the letter out. Curious, Astuko put her phone down before plucking it out of her brother's hands. Her eyes widened in realization seconds later.

"OMGOMGOMGOMGOMG!" was all the young lady could say as she jumped over the couch and ran to her room. As soon as she slammed the door, Deku and their mother stood out her door, waiting. As the clock slowly ticked by, Izuko looked at his mother.

"Were you this anxious when I got mine?" he asked quietly. The small, sweet woman only gave him a smile. "Of course. My oldest and only boy getting told if his dream would finally come true or not, how could I feel calm?" She sent another glance at the girl's door.

"Now my youngest and only girl could get in, too."

A few seconds later, Astuko came out of her room, closing the door behind her and leaning against it, head down and eyes covered by her hair. The small family home fell silent, neither family member daring to make a move.

"I got in," she finally responded, a smile growing in her face. As her brother and mom's eyes widened with shock, she looked up with eyes that started to tear up as she continued to smile.

"I GOT IN!"

Laughter erupted from the family as Izuku wrapped his arms around his little sister's waist, lifting her up and spinning around. She continued to laugh, clinging to his shoulders as their mother smiled.

"This calls for your favorite dinner!" she cheered, clapping her hands before rushing off to the kitchen. With that, Izuku finally placed her down and they hugged. She had gotten over her tears and was practically jumping up and down in her place.

"Turns out that I was the fifth highest rank with about sixty-five rescue points and thirty-nine villain points!" she said, happy at her own strength. "Wouldnt expect anything less with your willpower," Izuku said, smiling as he brushed her hair off her head before placing a kiss on her head. "Not to mention that my written part scored way better than yours," she added, giving him a cheeky smile before patting his shoulder and skipping into her room. Having nothing better to do, he followed her.

Out of the three years she was overseas, Izuku and his mother didn't have the heart to go into the room. So needless to say it had needed a good dusting. But other than that, it was still the same mint green walls with several hero posters and a desk and shelves filled with books and figurines.

"Can you believe it? In three weeks I'll be attending Japan's best hero high school ever! And I'll have my big bro there to help me out," she said, plopping on the chair of the wooden desk and smiling. "Any advice?" "The same things I said for the exam," he responded imediately, earning a smirk from her.

"It was nice to meet your classmates and your girlfriend, too." "U-Uraraka's not my girlfriend! S-she's just-""A really close friend, huh? Izuku, that's the top excuse for why someone's not with someone," she said, a knowing loom in her eyes.

"Now, tell me: How were things with All Might and all the training?" "Good. I've gotten better and now I have a few ways that aren't that effective, but keep me from-""Nearly dying?" "Yup,"he said, giving her another smile.

The two continued to talk about what they've been missing out on. They've been talking about their quirks, about all the adventures they had, and Astuko kept on getting on Izuko for his scarred arm. Which he constantly responded with "At least it's still functional" and such.

"So... is Bakugo any calmer than when I left?" she suddenly asked. "It's Kacchan, Sis, it's practically impossible for such a thing to happen unless you're around," he said. Astuko blushed as she remembered how she had a calming effect on the explosive boy that no one else had.

But before she could comment on that, their mother called them for dinner. The rest of the night they celebrated the fact that both Midoriya children will be members of U.A.


Three week time skip

Astuko fidgeted nervously as she once again stood in front of U.A., this time in their uniform. She gripped the straps of her bag tightly, her lucky black cat bell keychain jingling on one of the zippers. Before she could make a move, Izuku nudged her shoulder.

"Don't worry, you'll be fine," he encouraged. "I'm in the top first-year class like you were, I have a right to be worried." "Especially if you get Aizawa," Deku joked, receiving an elbow into his chest from Astuko. "Not helping!"

Astuko pouted at her brother's laughter before noticing a familiar face walk by. Bakugo was stalking by in the uniform, with the boy Astuko remembered as Kirishima talking to him. She meant to turn back to a muttering Izuku - a habit she didn't miss while overseas - before they noticed, but she was a split second too late. She squeaked lightly when Kirishima called out to them.

"Guys, over here!" he called, gesturing for the siblings to join them. Neither having the heart to decline, they quickly walked over to join them. Izuku muttered a good morning while Astuko gave a smile. As Kirishima started a conversation with Deku, Astuko lost herself in her thoughts as she looked at her feet while walking.

Bakugo found himself looking at the young girl through the corner of his glaring eyes, studying her figure.

Damn, she sure has grown a lot, he thought, remembering the last time they had spoken. It was around three years ago, the day before she left to go to America to study abroad. She was going to spend all of middle school overseas, keeping up with all her normal studies over here, including her Japanese literature, and learn English as well. God, she was tiny back then, going on about how there were programs in schools in the States that would help her tap into her quirk better. She was still tiny compared to all of the other kids here in her grade, but she was more... matured.

Bakugo, with his memory of the little girl returning, remembered how she looked before she left. Her hair was shorter, but still curly. Her freckles were less noticable. She practically had a flat-chest, with the red t-shirt not helping her, and with Jean's that pooled at her bright blue sneakers.

But now... now she looked mature. She had always acted a bit older than she was, shyness and ocassional pouts aside, but now it was taking on physical attributes.

Her chest wasn't exactly big, but they weren't small like most of her body. Her legs were slim, but there was a hint of muscle in the area that the skirt and knee-high black stockings couldn't hide. And her face was less round than when she was younger, having grown off the remains of her baby face but she still looked younger. And her freckles were more defined, her eyes were shinier.

And she had actually let her hair grow! If Bakugo had a penny for each and every time it had gotten stuck in the branches in the wood she and the boys would play in, for every brush the siblings said got caught in it, for every damn time it got caught in something, he'd be a fucking millionaire. When she had walked into their elementary school once with it cut to her chin, he and Deku were releived.

But now it was past her shoulders, in a neat sense of curly. It appeared she actually took care of it now, and less wild like her brother's.

Needless to say, she was more feminine appearance-wise than she had been three years ago. She actually looked pretty good. Attractive, even. Bakugo almost punched the person on his right at that thought, which was a rambling Kirishima.

How the hell could I like the nerd's sister?! No fucking way I'm going for a weak extra like her! Bitch used to annoy the hell outta me almos- JUST like her brother, he growled in his head.

But, despite his thoughts, Bakugo couldn't help but stare at her innocent, small, yet alluring body. Her small shoulders, slim legs, shiny hair, eletric-filled eyes, pink-

"Hey!"

Bakugo, fortunately, was snapped out of his thoughts by Uraraka, who joined the group at Izuku's side. As everyone greeted the sweet girl, Bakugo grunted and looked away, trying hard not to blush at his recent thoughts.

"Congrats on getting into 1-A, Astuko! You must be so nervous yet so excited!" "I am! I almost didnt want to leave the house." "Almost?! I had to push you out the front door using a bit of my quirk!" Deku exclaimed, earning laughs from Uraraka, Kirishima, and q blush from his sister. Bakugo remained silent as they walked through the halls.

"Well, here's your room, Sis. Good luck on your first day," Izuku said, the kids soping at the door. "Thanks , big bro. See you at lunch," Astuko said with a smile. And without thinking, she stood on her toes slightly and placed a small kiss on her brother's cheek. Talking everyone by suprise, they shouted as Izuku blushed a bit and placed a hand on his cheek. "W-what?" The small girl asked, blushing in dmbarasment without even knowing what she did wrong.

"Y-you- your brotherer-ahh!" was all Kirishima managed as he blushed a bit, standing behind a dumbfounded Bakugo. Realization quickly dawned on Astuko before she just rolled her eyes and face-palmed.

"Sorrysorrysorry! I-it's just that-that it was common for siblings in America to kiss each other on the head or cheek a-and I sorta forgot t-that you don't do that in public here in Japan!" Astuko explained, remembering that the customs here and in the States were completely different.

Deku quickly recovered and just smiled at his sister, patting her head to get her attention.

"It's fine, Sis. It's understandable that you'd bring home a few customs over. But give me a heads-up next time." Astuko rolled her eyes. "Okay, but I thought Japan was getting used to the public affection thing nowadays so that's why I did it,"she said, puffing her cheeks in a pout. "She does have a point there," Uraraka interveined.

With a few more words, the older students left Astuko in front of her class door. Ignoring the intimidating size of it, she slid it open with one final breath and stepped in, not sure what she would find.

And, as she expected, she was greeted by the unexpected. Sixteen students were in the room, already getting aquainted with each other and their quirks. Swallowing hard to moisten her suddenly dry throat, Astuko quietly closed the door and quickly walked to an open desk in the middle of the class. She quickly sat down and stared at her desk in silence as she gave it her all not to pick her bag up again and run out of the building.

"Hey," a voice said, snapping her out of her thoughts. Astuko looked up to find the girl with brown hair and hazel eyes that she had rescued from the chunk of rubble in the exam area standing next to her, smiling. "Oh, it's you," she responded, returning the smile.

"I never got an opportunity to introduce myself. I'm Nina Hitori," she said, extending her hand out. "Astuko Midoriya. Nice to meet you, Hitori," she said, shaking the hand gently. The two were barely beginning a conversation when the door opened again, but more agressivlily this time.

The entire class fell silent as the final student entered the room. Astuko held her breath in fear as she recognized her as the black and white haired and eyed girl that she and the former class 1-A had seen muttering to herself.

No way! She's in this class, too?! Astuko asked in fear as the girl scanned the class silently before letting the door close behind her. She didnt seem to notice or even care about the silence and stares the class gave her. She just calmly and quietly walked to the back right corner of the class. She gave off a creepy aura, giving everyone she walked past shivers. But as soon as she sat down, she pulled out her phone and earbuds and plugged in her music, resting her head into her folded arms as the class returned to normal.

"Man, creepy," Hitori shuddered, sitting down at her desk, which was next to Astuko. "So Midoriya, I hear your brother's the super OP guy in class 2-A. Gotta be pretty high expectations for you." "I-I hope not! I'm not nearly as great as Izuku," she objected, blushing.

"That's right."

The class jumped at the sound of a man's voice, looking up at a man who was pulling himself out of a sleeping bag. They watched quietly as he did so, waiting for him to explain himself.

"I'm your teacher, Aizawa. I'll skip the formalities of taking role, and you can forget about opening ceremonies. Now, everyone head out to the field and put on your gym uniforms."

"Oh no," Asutko whispered as everyone did so. "What's up?" Hitori asked, walking next to her and speaking in a hushed voice. "My brother warned me about him! That's Eraser Head!" "Who?" "His quirk is the ability to neutralize people's quirks with just one look! He didnt expel any of the class 1-A students last year, but he has the largest track of expulsions out of the entire faculty!"

With this news, Hitori's face paled, too, as well as anyone who was listening in on them. It took everything Astuko had not to bite her nails as the girls went to the locker room. Her mother had taken the time yesterday to paint them pine green as soon as she could, having taken up a better-paying job to help pay for three mouths now. But her fear of the teacher's reputation almost broke her into a crying fit right there in the locker room.

As soon as everyone was out and warming up, Aizawa gave them his speach.

"Today, we'll be assessing your quirks. These will be the same challenges you did in middle school. However, in middle school you were told to do things the traditional way: Without your quirk. That's the exact opposite reason why you were chosen for this school. We will be comparing how well you were in middle school without your quirks with how you are today, with your quirks. This will help us see your weak points and your strong points."

The class got riled up at this. They were finally in a school where they didn't need to hold back. But the celebration was cut short.

"Oh, you think this is fun, huh? Well, think again. The student with the lowest score gets expelled."

Everyone froze in fear. Some yelled how unfair that was, while others tried to hold back tears of fear. Astuko was trying her best not to pass out.

He-he won't do it this year, right? I mean, he didn't do it last year, that was just a bluff!

But as Aizawa blew the whistle, she had to push the fears aside. Their first event was the t0-meter dash.

Astuko hated this in middle school. She, in America, she had taken up working out with her friends and tried to get herself fit for her quirk to improve, but without it she was slow. Barely 7.49 seconds was her best when she tried.

As her turn came up to race against an arrogant-looking sky blue-haired girl, she made a plan to launch herself by creating a polar reaction against the ground and her shoes, causing the electricity to give her a boost with each step.

And it worked. She had beaten her time with a good 4.63 seond time. The girl next to her, however, had created a guest of wind, causing dust to fly and finish in 3.06 seconds. But she was releived that it only took 3.50 seconds for Hitori to take one lokg step to finish.

Next was the grip strength. When Astuka was handed the device, which had luckily not reached one of the stronger-quirmed students, she gripped it with all her might, her electricity giving her a bit more strength. She received a good 58 KG, which was better in middle school when she had 45 KG. She felt a little sorry for Hitori, who, despite wrapping her fingers around the grip several times, had 43 KGs.

She continued to do good. She had blasted herself off the ground to go a long way on the standing long jump, had done a barely over average job on the side stepping, since her quirk didnt do good just staying in place, and with her electricity, she had thrown the softball at 703.8m, almost as good as her brother and Bakugo. In each one, se did either a little or a lot better than in middle school.

Unfortunately, her new friend Hitori wasn't exactly as lucky as her. Her quirk was good with the speed trials, but it didnt exactly give her strength. If she hadn't used her arm as a slingshot, she wouldn't have gotten in the triple digits for the softball event. Everyone began to whisper about her.

However, the attention would always be taken away from her, thankfully, by the mysterious black and white girl. She used her wings with the speed events, the long jump and side steps, and used black flames reminded by her right hand to add strength to her grip and throw.

She was definitely strong. No questions asked as to whether she would get expelled or not. Wanting to be friends with her, Astuko and Hitori walked up to talk with her.

"Nice throw," Hitori cheered, smiling. The girl only gave her a glance before uttering anything. "Thanks," she said bluntly. As soon as she did, though, an annoyed look found it's way to her face.

"I was nice!... Oh, shut up, you- Well, I didn't ask for your oppinion," she said softly, but still audible. She wasn't looking at Midoriya and Hitori now, who gave her looks of confusion. As she walked away to gather around the teacher, Hitori made circling motions with her finger around her ear. Astuko only glared and shook her head before they joined the crowd.

"All right. I don't think anyone needs a reminder of what will happen today. But I could tell you all did your best. Here are your scores," Aizawa said, unenthused as the ranks were projected.

Astuko bad gotten second.

Hitori got last.

As everyone cheered in relief, Astuko comforted Hitori, who looked like she was about to cry.

"Oh, and I lied about expelling someone."

The entire class turned on the teacher. Well, except for Astuko and Hitori, who were beyond releif. They took one final look at the scores, noticing the first place name.

Kazuko Kuroda

"So that's her name, huh?" Hitori muttered to herself. Astuko couldn't help but look over at the girl in question. She seemed satisfied with her position, but Astuko could tell she was whispering out of the corner of her mouth.

Who or what on earth could she be talking to?


When lunch finally came, everyone was releived to get a break. After getting her lunch, Astuko had located Hitori and made a beeline for her brother, who was sitting with Uraraka and Ida.

"Mind if we sit?" whe asked softly, smiling. "Not at all," Uraraka responded as she scooted over to make room for Hitori as Izuku moved to mame room for his sister. "How was your first day?" he asked after Hitori introduced herself.

"Scared the crap out of me," Hitori responded automatically, digging into her lunch. "I'm guessing you guys got Aizawa," Uraraa giggled. "Honestly, a man like that should not be a teacher," Ida growled, glaring at nothing. "B-but if you think about it, h-he's just trying to prepare us. After all, in the real world something's always at stake in the life of a hero," Astuko said, defending her teacher. Ida only hummed, not giving up his glare as he ate. Astuko guessed that was just how he was based on her brother's description, and ate her lunch.

Halfway through, she saw that Bakugo was yelling at a stumped-looking Kirishima, who was looking questionably at a textbook. Astuko then had a brief flashback of when she was in third and Bakugo and Izuku in fourth. She was having trouble with her math homework and instead of taking his time Bakugo yelled at her, nearly blowing up her notebook. She smiled, glad that Bakugo still helped people like that.

Meanwhile, in another area of the cafeteria, Todoroki was eating in a more silent corner, reading a book. Had it not been for the sound of a tray being placed on the table, he would've been goued to it and forgotten about his food. He was shocked, though, when it was the black and white first-year.

"Don't think anything of this, I just want a quiet place to eat. I won't talk to you, so you dont talk to me," she stated calmly. "All right," he said, his face blank as she sat and began to eat. He himself dug in a bit before returning to his book.

The silence went on for quite a while, before a growl escaped the girl. Todoromi looked up, only to find that she was talking to herself in the form of an argument. He caught a few words like "If you would've stayed quiet" and "I will not blame climate change". He soon couldn't hold back his curiosity.

"Are you alright?"

Bad choice of words, he automatically thought. She looked at him with a glare that perfectly said "What did we agree to and also, how rude!" But it was an honest to God legitimate question of concern. Well, not concern openly, this is Todoroki we're talking about.

"I'm fine. I'm just not gonna drink my soda," she said, a bit annoyed before returning to an even more silent bicker with something only she could hear. As she did so, Todoroki just looked at her. Then, his body began to move on it's own accord as right hand grabbed the can and made frost form from where he touched it.

"There. Now, I hate to sound even more rude, but can you please be quiet so I can return to my book?"

The girl just stared for a few minutes, going from her once lukewarm drink to the boy that she had seen having half and half abilities like her.

"Thanks... You're him, right? Shouta Todoroki? I saw you on the Soorts event last year," she said still looking dazed. "Yes. So?" He asked gruffly, not remembering most of it being a good event. " ... Oh, shut UP! I am not being cheesy," the girl suddenly blurted to seemingly no one once again, earning an odd stare from Todoroki again. For the rest of the lunch period they sat in silence,the only words being from blblack-and-white

When the bell to end lunch rang, the girl had left behind a notebook on the table. Sighing in annoyance, Todoroki grabbed it before throwing the contents of his tray away. He quickly caught up with the girl, but not before reading the name "Kazuko Kuroda" written in neat black pen on it.

"You left this," he said, not looking at her as he slipped it into her hands, leaving her dumbfounded. "Whu... You didn't look, did you?!" She yelled towards him. "Why would i?" He yelled back with the slightest hint of a smirk to annoy her before disapearing into the sea of students.

Growling, Kazuko shoved the notebook into her bag before unfolding her wings and deciding to fly over the crowds so she wouldn't be late.

Well, he just screams bastard, huh?

Don't be rude, he's kinda cute.

"Just shut up," Kazuko muttered, rubbing her temple before landing in a hallway leading to her next class.


When the final bell sound, students rushed to get out of the school, wanting to get home and rest from the return to life at U.A. or to asses their new life.

"I'm beat," Astuko yawned, slouching as she walked with her brother and Uraraka. "Yup, the first day'll do that to you," Uraraka smiled, skipping slightly. "What did you think about the first day back, Deku?"

Deku was in the middle of a yawn himself, causing him to stumble a bit on his words with a blush. Before Astuko could help him, though, Bakugo appeared out of nowhere next to her.

"Not dead yet?"

With a high-pitched Yelp, Astuko jumped as her reflexes kicked in and zapped the attacker. However, all she did was barbecue Bakugo slightly, causing him to shout in pain.

"What the actual fuck, Midoriya?!" he yelled at her, recovering quickly. "W-well it's your f-f-fault for sneaking up on me!" She shouted back, pouting a bit, blush forming on her cheeks.

Before he could make another remark, Bakugo's attention was drawn to a jingling object on her bag. The familiar black object was hanging there, a little dulled in color, but still functional. He couldn't helped but be taken by surprise.

"You still have that?" he asked gruffly, drugging his shoulder at the bell. "Huh?Oh-oh, yeah! Yeah, of course! You won it for me, after all," she stated with a smile. "Aww, how sweet!" Uraraka cooed, leaning onto Izuku to get a better looking at the object, causing both boys to blush a little for different yet obvious reasons.

"N-no it isn't! It was one of those hidden prize claw games! I was trying to find an action figure and that stupid bell was something I didnt want-""So you gave it to me! A d I promised that I would take care of it," Astuko finished, sounding like she was still a sweet, innocent child.

On the other side of the walkway, Todoroki was walking silently to his home when a voice called out to him.

"Hey, bastard! What the hell up, will ya?!"

Confused and ccurious, he turned around to find Kazuko running up to him. No, wait, flying up to him. When she finally reached him, she landed with a huffy. After a few seconds, she stood at her full height with a glare, having to look up a bit.

"What did you read?" "What?" "The notebook, dumbass!" "Oh. Nothing." "Nothing?" "Just your name." "Oh. Then we're done here," she said swiftly, walking off as if nothing happened.

Todoroki stood there a few seconds longer, dumbstruck, before running after her.

"What the hell? Why did you need to know so badly?" "Personal reasons. Now, our buisness is done and we don't ever have to talk avain,"was all she said. Before she could take off again, he spoke one last time.

"I saw your performance at the exam. I have to admit, I didnt think there would be someone else with a similar quirk towards me."

For some reason, that caused something to snap in Kazuko. She turned around and grabbed his collar and tie, pulling him down forcefully to her height. Pure hate and anger burned in the polar opposite optics as she spoke softly.

"Let's get one thing straight: I am nothing like you and you are nothing like me. We have nothing in common, no ties whatsoever. We are two completely different people with completely different quirks. So don't go thinking for a second that we are alike in any way."

With that, she released him and walked off, not looking back. Todoroki stared blankly for a second, before smirking slightly to himself for an unknown reason.

Needless to say, the students had a bit of a normal day at U.A. High School.