"Quick heads up that Lily and Ain are indeed very strong, they're supposed to be. So don't judge me too harshly on that please.

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For the past week, the duo was scheduled to pass various tests and trials.

The same quirk apprehension tests that were given to class 1-A were also given to them. They both performed remarkably well. Lily's score was higher than Ain's but, both of them scored high enough to be the top two of the class. For the written exam, one of them made the top, the other was... not doing as well.

While Ain scored his way into the top 5 of the class both in strength and written exams, Lily had some trouble with her exams. From the now 22 students in class 1-A she was placed 18th.

Thanks to all the different tests and daily student counseling sessions the teachers at U.A learned about their 'extra quirks'. They didn't know what else to call it. Both of the teens had elemental powers, their own inherited quirk, and other abilities such as regeneration. Both had their own weak spots but overall the teachers could tell the scientists were trying to create some kind of superhuman, although had no idea why.

The last thing they kept their eyes on was their personalities and what the teachers were going to have to deal with. Ain, a calm boy. He was talkative but seemed to try not to get attached to anyone he talked to. He appeared to be very bipolar, not someone to mess with. He wasn't exactly emotionally unstable but, they had to keep an eye on him at all times. Lilith, sadly, was just as the institution's documents described. Easily angered and very reluctant to open up or spend time with others. She didn't want to put in an effort to make friends or learn how to properly conversate. It looked like she despised people for an unknown reason but the pro-heroes figure it'll be a thing that will take some time for her to get used to.

Well they said that but they weren't exactly too sure about it, they just hoped. They wanted for both of them to experience happiness given their circumstances but if they couldn't adapt soon enough...

It would mean the end of their chance on a better life.

Tomorrow is the day.

Lily heaved a sigh as she bumped the back of her head against the wall she was leaning on. Her eyes were closed as to not let the water get in. Her head was tilted back and she slapped against her own cheeks. She wasn't ready for tomorrow to come. Hell, she never even expected for tomorrow to come.

Another sigh.

Ain would get mad if she called in sick. Her 'father' is a teacher at the school and probably wouldn't let her stay here either. Besides, how long would the 'I'm not feeling so well today'-excuse even last. There's not only that, Lily had to admit. Maybe she wanted this more than she would let herself admit. Either way calling in sick or finding excuses to avoid the first meeting between her and her classmates would be a sign of weakness. Just the thought was enough to make her groan. No one would think of her as weak that was for sure, therefore staying home tomorrow was not an option.

A knock on the door echoed through the bathroom. "You've been in there for over an hour. It's time to get out."

Lily pursed her lips into a straight line. There was one thing she could just not get used to. She turned a deaf ear to all of Aizawa's rather poor attempts at speaking with her. Gladly for Lilith, he wasn't that much of a talker himself. Of course, she was thankful that he took care of her and allowed her to live in his quite beautiful apartment but, she wasn't quite ready for this either. Who would be? That and she hated being told what to do.

Even though she hated being told what to do, it was only a matter of seconds before Aizawa heard the water of the shower stop running and a few footsteps. Just like she showered every day and attempted to cook for herself every so often when Aizawa was out for work. She had a long way to go, Aizawa and Lily were both aware of this fact but it was obvious that subconsciously she really was trying her best. Aizawa's lips curled up the slightest bit before he moved on towards the kitchen to start on making tea as he had done every evening after Lily had gotten out of the shower.

Just as he did when she was a little girl.

Now standing in front of the full-body mirror Lilith eyed her own reflection carefully. A roll of bandages was in her right hand. She had to find a way to cover up those detesting veins and blackness and figured that light bandaging would look the coolest. She did a quick google search on how to properly do it and carefully started to wrap a single layer of bandages on her left arm. It was a little tricky around her knuckles and fingers and it certainly didn't look the best yet but she'd get better at it. What was important for now is that she could properly move in them, which she was proud to say, she could do. And it would have to cover the blackened part of her arm properly.

Proud that she managed to meet the two requirements she pulled her black tank top over her head. She had a camouflage-colored cargo-pants. Instead of the usual jeans fabric, it was a soft and comfortable one suitable to train or sleep in. Probably even if it wasn't soft fabric Lilith would've slept in it, she never really cared much for that. Something Ain had scolded her for many times.

Before leaving the steamy bathroom she pulled her hair back into a low ponytail and let the ponytail hang over her shoulder, the one thing she religiously did before getting ready for bed for the past years.

Her hand gripped the cold steel doorknob of the bathroom door sending a shiver down her spine. The door opened with a soft squeak and Lily peeked through the gap checking if he was waiting there for her before completely opening the door. There was no reason she did that, she just felt like doing it. Maybe because it was nice to know there wasn't always someone following her wherever she went. Because she wouldn't be getting a body check after leaving a private area.

It felt nice.

It felt free.

On her bare feet she walked over the neatly placed wooden floorboards. Aizawa's place was pretty big. She mentioned it many times to Ain but she couldn't stop admiring it's beauty. She never expected the person claiming to be her father to be doing so well for himself.

It was kind of cool even though she still couldn't really get herself to completely 100% believe it.

When Lily entered the living room her eyes fell on her sheathed katana in the living room. Aizawa had forbidden her to wear it around the house or outside for normal daily chores, and she was only allowed to use it when she was in actual danger. As a last resort only. The same rule went for her acquired powers, if she over-used them she could easily kill one or two by accident. Anyways, that's the deal they made to allow Lilith to wear her katana in school. She didn't want to take it off, it gave her a sense of safety. She wanted to carry it with her at all times and she was not going to give that up.

This was probably the first and only time Aizawa managed to get Lily to talk. Why she cared so much for that katana Aizawa didn't know but he could manage to let it slide if she would be able to compromise. Much to his surprise she actually agreed. It was obvious that she didn't completely agree with his terms but she probably figured that he was going to need some of her trust first. He smiled almost unnoticeably when he saw her look at the sheathed blade.

"Here, I made tea."

Aizawa set down a cup on the coffee table. It contained lavender tea just as it did every night. With a simple nod she sat down on the comfortable black sofa and took the cup in her hands. That's when Aizawa noticed the sloppy bandaging on Lily's left arm and managed a sigh. The bandages were uneven and seemed to be too tight on the knuckles. It was only a little bit but he knew she would notice it by the time she woke up tomorrow.

"That's not how you do that."

Lily did what she always did and tried to ignore him but it proved to be quite difficult as she herself was pleased with the results of her own bandaging. The corners of her lips sank and her brows creased when she heard what she figured was an insult, turning to face the man immediately. A thing she hadn't done since the first announcement of his name back at the school building.

"What do you mean that's not how you do that." Lily scoffed. The man who claimed to be her father was staring at her arm as if he was judging the bandaging. At least that's what Lilith perceived his disinterested look to be. She had yet to learn that his aloof expression was nothing unusual, for now, she concluded that behind his unconcerned eyes he was laughing at her poor attempt at bandaging.

Aizawa was quick to pick up on his daughters assumptions and sighed. He scooted a little closer to her and opened his hands.

"Give me your arm."

Lily looked at the man struck with confusion, her raised eyebrow and parted lips making it visible. He wasn't laughing at her or making jokes about her bandaging.

She hesitantly pulled her arm away from the man and grabbed onto her own wrist. She was mentally debating with herself whether to do it or not. Even though she'd been here for a week already she didn't know if she could trust anyone enough for physical contact. Then again, this man had been making tea for her every evening and left her alone in his house without shackling her or anything of the sort. She had never really thought of it like that. If he wanted her dead he could have poisoned the tea.

She reluctantly let the man take her arm in his hands and she watched as he slowly undid the bandages. It looked like he was going so slow to give the girl some breathing room, show her he wasn't going to do anything dangerous. Like perhaps stick a syringe in her arm like she had feared many times.

Although Lily permitted the man to redo her bandaging she couldn't help but flinch at the contact. She simply wasn't used to it and wasn't planning to get used to it any time soon. Putting her issues aside for a second she paid close attention to his movements, what she missed that made her way of doing it so bad.

When Aizawa finished wrapping the bandaging around her arm he stood up and looked down at her with the same stoic expression he always wore making Lily feel uncomfortable as it always did. Lily stared at her arm excitedly, but also somewhat annoyed that she wasn't able to do it herself, admiring the bandaging. It was tight but easy to move in and not to forget the most important thing: It looked bad-ass.

She looked at him with big eyes, thankful and scared. Thank you is something she'd never said since her life in the institution started nor had she any idea how to do it right now. Lucky for her Aizawa, again, had a quick read on his daughter's feelings and spoke up.

"Any time. Go to bed. I expect you to be up at 7 tomorrow, we're going to school together and are leaving together."

Her feeling of uneasiness never faded but decided to let it go. So off to following her normal evening routine it was. Brushing teeth, washing face and hands and crawl under the sheets and try to get some sleep. She thought her nerves would keep her up tonight but she couldn't be more wrong. As soon as her head hit the pillow she was starting to feel drowsy and could feel her eyes starting to close on her own. Maybe all the stressing tired her out a little too much, maybe it was trying to stop the stressing. She could never even figure out why she was stressing. She didn't care about her dumb classmates, Ain was there. That's all she needed.

Right..?

Without realizing how fast it happened, she quickly dozed off into a deep sleep.

"Good morning, Deku-kun!"

Startled, Izuku turned his head to see the brown-haired girl standing next to his desk.

"A-Aaah Uraraka-chan! Good morning." The short male rubbed at the back of his head awkwardly, his cheeks containing the smallest hint of pink. Uraraka didn't notice the light blush on his cheeks and continued to talk holding her hands in front of her mouth. "Did you hear about the new transfer students were getting today?"

"What?"

Uraraka now had the attention of a great portion of the students in the classroom. They all looked as if this was all new to them, but who could blame them. After the internships, most of the teens had become quite exhausted and disregarded any information that seemed to be irrelevant at the time. Now fishing up this information the students' excitement grew wild, except for a few who had in fact remembered.

Yaoyorozu Momo and Todoroki Shoto for example sat in front of their desks patiently waiting for Aizawa-sensei to start classes, either managing to ignore the ruckus or just not really caring all too much. Mina and Kaminari were quick to move obnoxiously close to Uraraka and Izuku asking them various questions about their new classmate.

Jiro's eyes were squinted and looked over at Denki. "How did you not notice the two extra desks? Have you used your quirk any at all today?" Her hand flew to her mouth to stifle a giggle, thinking about Denki after using his quirk too much. Before Kaminari had the chance to put his hurt into words the door slid open. As if there wasn't anyone else left to arrive all the students eyes were fixed on the doorframe. There was a shape of a male, a few students leaning over a bit to properly see. "It's been ages since a transfer student was allowed into the hero course of U.A, these guys must be good!" Kirishima proclaimed with his fist raised up in the air.

"Sit down." A deep male voice erupted from the teacher who just walked through the doorframe glaring down the students who were particularly active this morning, creating a headache for Aizawa. It was too early for them to be like this, especially on a Monday.

All the students looked quite disappointed to see their teacher walk through the door. When everyone sat back down on their seats properly a few raised their hands.

"Aizawa-sensei, is it true that we're going to have transfer students? Kero" Asui Tsuyu asked with her hand raised up slightly.

"Yes, they will be joining us in a minute."

His answer, which gave the students' certainty that there was actually going to be more then one transfer student joining arose new various questions from the classroom. Who were they? What were they like? What were their quirks? Aizawa sighed and stood up straight opening the large door that was the entrance to the 1-A classroom. "You can come in now."

"Is it a girl? I hope she's hot." Blood was already dripping from Mineta's nose as he excitedly bounced to the edge of his chair.

"You don't even know if there's a girl yet." Yoayorozu mentioned, the other girls in the class nodding in disgust of the midget's perverted mind.

A pair of teenagers stepped inside the room. They appeared to be very peculiar to the other students but figured that that was only to be expected for people who managed to transfer into the U.A hero course. One was a girl. She was wearing an eyepatch and a cap for whatever reason. Her arm was bandaged and she had a katana strapped to her back. Everyone in the class seemed to be taken aback either by that, or by her strong resemblance to their homeroom teacher. Kaminari and Mineta were impressed by her body, she was looking quite mature for her age. Kaminari leaned over to Kirishima. "I'm definitely going to ask her for her number." Lily heard that and scoffed glaring the boy down. The blonde didn't notice it but others did and were starting to be weary of her.

Ain squeezed her arm lightly to catch her attention and mouthed "Don't" already afraid of what she was thinking of becoming reality. Lily couldn't go and get an outburst on her very first day now could she. There was one thing that worried him. what would the class do of they found out she was Aizawa's daughter. Surely they'd assume she was a heroic kind of character, living with a hero and all. Ain chuckled softly from the sudden nerves that rose in his chest. Lily could not screw up here.

This drew everyone's attention to the dark blue haired boy, looking kind of like Iida's only a bit lighter. He was actually smiling, seemed a lot easier to approach. He was wearing the uniform without extra unique add-ons like the girl had added to hers.

"Introduce yourselves." Aizawa's order was loud and clear but neither of the two started talking.

After a short silence the boy finally opened his mouth. "My name is Akiyama Ain. I transferred here from an English school." He lied but there was no trace visible on his facial features, his poker face was remarkable. What Auzawa nor the other teachers really knew was that Lily and Ain both were quite used to lying, besides, it wasn't completely a lie. Both teens spent more time in the most random of places around the world than in their own home. Ain redirected his gaze from the classroom to Lily who was standing next to him grumbling.

"C'mon. It's your turn."

"Lily."

"Full name."

"Aizawa Lily."

"Good girl."

"Don't call me that."

Now if the class wasn't already a hot mess, they sure were now. Everyone started to talk. She surely just said Aizawa didn't she? The gossip started out barely hearable but the more sure class 1-A was of her really being that Aizawa's daughter, the louder they got. Ain gave a soft sigh already being aware of how popular she would have been if she was not the way she was right now. He prayed to Christ that even Lily had the smallest amount of kindness in her heart to let some silly gosipping about something extre,ely obvious slide.

Lily eyed over all the students again, carefully inspecting them all. With the small commotion that was momuntarily taking place Lily forced herself to try and figure out the personalities of her classmates. She figured jt could come on handy knowimg exactly who she would be stuck with for the next three years, but wanted to do so without talking to any of them. Therefore, this situation, was perfect for her. What ended up causing it to backfire however, Lily was the object of interest in the current scenario. Unless they were praising her, to Lily their talking was comparable to the buzzing of a bee or a mosquito. You wanted it to go away but it would never stop being so annoyingly persistent, so at some point, you had to take care of the problem with force. Again, usually this would have worked for Lily, and it would have now! If it wasn't for a certain deal she made just last week.

She bitterly looked over at Ain who was just standing there and smiling at her. Smiling. It's like he knew something like this was going to happen and used the fact Lily couldn't break a promise with Ain against her.

"I hate you. Y'know that, right?"

Ain only smirked and winked at her, enraging Lily that much more. He had no idea there was someone in this class capable of making Lily more angry than himself, and he would be the one to cause major trouble today as well.

"Who cares. This chick only got in because of her daddy, I bet she's weaker then that shitnerd."

Ain widened his eyes and looked at Lily, waiting for her to lash out. This was bad. Very, very, very bad.

"Pfft... ahahahaha"

The completely silent room was filled with Lily's boastful laughter. Ain looked at her, eyes filled with confusion. He'd never see Lily react to someone downtalking her like that. Usually it didn't end well. The poor men who weren't afraid of fighting a little girl would end up never being able to fight again.

Lily put a step forward, still laughing merrily. Ain started feeling sweat forming on his forehead, not certain if he should stop her or not. For now he decided not to intervene until it was absolutely necessary.

"Huh?! What do you want." The ashe-blonde snarled, Lily's laughter stopped abruptly. The class was watching until one boy gave a warning shot.

"Yo, that dude's kind of a hothead. Don't liste—" The redhead's intentions were good but Lily paid no heed to his words. She already slammed her palms down on the boy's desk roughly, making the entire class jump.

"What the fu—" The blonde started but was interrupted by Lily. She couldn't care less about what he had to say.

"Quite the confidence you've got there," Lilith licked her upper lip once, an obvious smirk plastered on her face. It was quite obvious she didn't think much of the boy's strength. She bent over so her face was right in front of his, the tips of their noses barely brushing by each other. Kaminari Denki did a quick thumbs up to, who he considered to be his friend, Bakugou Katsuki. Some classmates were blushing, others were holding their breath. Katsuki just stared at the girl with a look of puzzlement. Lilith moved two fingers to the bottom of her eyepatch, pulling it up ever so slightly. She bore holes into the boy's eyes with both hers. The boy had no clue how to react to the looks of the left side of her face and just stared, his brows still creased.

"Ahhh, I see. Bakugou Katsuki huh." Lilith smiled and re-adjusted her eyepatch back so it covered everything on the left side of her face properly. "Well let me tell you one thing, Bakugou." Her left hand flew to the collar of his shirt, lifting him from his seat over so slightly.

"I absolute HATE people who look down on me. I'll break that confidence of yours."

The class was taken aback quite a bit. Seceral gasps resounded through the sneering silence that waa created when just Lily and Katsuki stared at each other. Neither of them was smiling anymore. Lily had challenged Katsuki amd he knew it. "Bring it." He growled lowly, making Lily giggle once more.

For the rest of the class, the excitement had died down. They were expectong two incredibly good hero like characters, to be transferred into U.A's hero course like that. And with learning that she was Aizawa-sensei's daughter the confusion on her current behaviour only seemed to grow.

Didn't she look and sound more like a villain?

"Enough Lily." Aizawa ordered. There wasn't a trace of emotion in his voice but he was worried. Not only because of what she was capable of doing to Bakugou, but also that she would actaully do it if she wasn't stopped, as was visible to Ain mirroring the teacher's actions finally stepping in.

He placed a hand on her shoulder gently, making her flinch. He looked at her and sighed. "Good, you snapped out of it. Let's go sit down now okay?"

After Lily took a few more seconds to glare at the blonde, enjoying the fact that his life was in her hands right now, she let go. He dropped back in his chair and threw a string of insults her way. Lily didn't listen to him and completely faced away from him. She immediately noticed all the eyes on her.

What the hell...

Lily once again scanned over each of the students, taking in all of their expressions, studying them. Why were they looking at her like that?

While Ain pulled Lily to their designated seats she received a thumbs-up from the boy with spiky red hair. The pink girl? clapped. "That was mad!" She yelled. "I can't believe someone stood up against Kacchan.." A wide-eyed boy with green hair said just a little too loud.

"Of course she'd get mad. Bakugou must have provoked her." A blonde boy with black streaks in his hair defended her.

"Only a true hero can let go of their anger! A commendable action Aizawa-san, but I must ask you to refrain from using such violence towards classmates in the future." The boy with blue hair spoke, robotic movements of his arms making him look a little silly.

Lily quickly speed-walked to her own desk and sat down trying to take in everything they just said. Utter confusion made her tremble. Her hands quickly moved to her hair as she looked down at the wooden desk pondering the same question over and over again.

Why the hell are they not scared?!