Chapter 6:
First day!
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It was Izuku's first day of UA High, or at least it will be in a few hours. He started the day off by getting his mother's permission to leave early and hang out with his friends. After some shed tears and too many farewells, he teleported to an alleyway near the bar and composed himself for the onslaught by Toga. She heard the news that he got in after snooping around and listening in on Izuku's report to Sensei. The man was happy for Izuku and for the plans he can now make with his second prodigy. Speaking of Sensei's prodigies, Tomura asked Izuku to not mention anything about him at all, and with Toga, Izuku has to introduce her using her first name or "just a childhood friend" to keep secrecy. Toga was also told she couldn't partake in any raids unless it was absolutely necessary, because we know how clingy she can get to 'Izu-kun'.
Clearing his mind once again, Izuku opened the front door, and sure enough, he was tackled to the ground by a racing blur.
"IIIIZZZZUUUU-KKKKUUUUNNNN"
Bang
"Toga please, don't ruin my new uniform."
"But it shows your body so nicely! I just wanna rip is apart and-"
Kurogiri, who was standing behind the bar with an ever-present blank expression, decided to at least attempt to calm the beast who was squeezing the life from the poor boy. "I think it is best to let Young Midoriya calm down and relax before his day today. It will be a big step for the League but also a massive leap for Midoriya. We don't want to mess that up do we?"
"...no…. I guess not" Himiko pouted before moving. Untangling legs was a pain in the ass but he wanted to eat. Kurogiri makes the best food and drinks. He was told by Tomura that apparently Kurogiri had borrowed some recipes from Izuku's mother since they met, one of such recipes happens to be Izuku's favourite, katsudon. He asked Kurogiri to make it for his first day breakfast because "why the hell not?" and he must say that it was the second greatest katsudon he has ever eaten, after his mother's of course! He finished his meal quickly and got his tie done by the misted bartender. He looked down at the time on his new green and black G-Shock and saw that he was a whole hour and a half early for the day.
I guess I'll just have to cuddle Toga and beat Tomura in some Mariokart before I leave…. He thought. Maybe I don't have to leave so early.
I mean, they are only a few hundred meters from Izuku's house which is another few hundred meters from the bar, meaning he can just teleport there. With all the painful training Izuku went through it has definitely paid off. Especially with faster, more precise, and longer teleportations…. not that he wasn't already completely overpowered or anything, right?
….Right?
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Class 1-A huh, that's one big ass door. Probably for mutant quirks and such…. Hopefully the four-eyed dipshit isn't here. He carefully pushed the door open a crack to get a peek inside the room. No one he recognised except for Urakara, four-eyes…. damn it. And then there's Kacchan. Maybe this year I can show him who's boss before I rip him apart. Pushing the door open entirely he stepping in and looked to his right, then the left. There was a man with long hair and a sleeping bag lying in the corner. Izuku approached it and held out his hand. "Good morning Mr Eraser-Head. Are you our home room teacher this year?" he asked.
To say Aizawa was surprised is a complete understatement. He has always slept in the classroom and no one in his however many years of teaching at this school had noticed him on the first day, before his brief introduction of course. He glared at the kid yet he didn't move. Giving up, the underground hero extended a hand out to meet the already waiting one. This green-haired boy had scars covering every available centimetre of skin on his hands, arms, everywhere really. But his face was mostly clean with the exception of the diamond-shaped scar the cut across his left eye.
He's going to be a problem child from my best guess…. thought Aizawa. Little did he know that his guess was going to be off by a mile.
"My name is Izuku Midoriya, though I guess you have already read my file?" Midoriya added after not getting a response other than a handshake.
Aizawa removed his hand and put it back inside his cocoon. "Yes I have. Now go off and talk to someone else while I mentally prepare myself for today." This earnt him a smile from the boy before he turned and walked into the talking students.
Moving back to the kid, apparently a 'family friend' made the report for the boy and had included every detail of his life before joining some work in a bar and making a few friends. It didn't say the name of the place, by that wasn't of Aizawa's concern. He was far more worried about before that, he read over this student's childhood a couple times and yet it still scarred the shit out of him. From how he had been quirkless, to a the bullying and abuse done upon the child by another student who it currently in this classroom, to a failed suicide attempt that ended up with him discovering a quirk. Everything was told in detail as if the boy had written it himself. Doesn't matter though at it is still the most haunting childhood Aizawa's ever heard and will probably ever hear.
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Izuku walked away from the teacher and sat down at the desk in the opposite corner of the classroom. He got out his school analysis notepad and started writing down everyone in the classroom's appearance. He could just save the names for later. He added appearances and started sketching basic poses to add detail as he went on. He started the detailed drawing with Urakara as he knew her name, saw her quirk in action, interacted with her enough to note her personality, and has a clear view of her face and body shape to get started in the sketch. When they get into hero costumes and such, my guess tomorrow, then I can draw it in.
Aizawa finally got out of his corner, slammed some gym uniforms on his desk, then instructed everyone to get changed and head out to the training fields. Izuku grabbed his gear and made his way downstairs to the changing room. He took his spot in a dark corner but unfortunately he didn't go unnoticed. When removing his shirt, a kid with spikey red hair approched him. "Hey, uh, how come you have so many scars on your back?" he asked uncertainly.
Izuku knew it was only a matter of time before someone asked him that. Deciding now was a better time than never, he turned around and said "Lifs hates me." before continuing to change. The red-head was about to say something but was cut out by the sounds of a small sack of shit.
The ball-boy was busy peeking through a small hole between the lockers while muttering about the shapes of the girls' bodies. Izuku, now changed, got up and started to approach the pervert yet someone in the other side beat him to it. "YEOW!" Something long poked his eye and send him reeling. Izuku made his way up to the hole and put his mouth over it before saying "My apologies, girls. I shal now block it before anything else happens." Izuku put his hands on either sides of the hole and let the lines that flowed out of his hands repair the damage.
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"...-and so if you come last I will not hesitate expel you from this school" Aizawa's finished. Most people gasped while the few that knew this was a logical rouse stayed silent. "Alright, for the first event, Bakugo could you please throw the ball as far as you can with your quirk." Bakugo lined up in the center of the circle before pulling his hand back as far back as he could.
"DIE"
The ball shot 768 meters. "Midoriya, show me how well you can do against that score" Aizawa gestured for Izuku to enter the ring with a ball and get ready. But he didn't care about scores. He knew this was a rouse and to be honest, would rather not show too much of his quirk to his classmates.
He took the ball from the teacher and stood in the circle. He pulled his arm back and threw as far as his body strength would let him. Only 48 meters…. huh, I thought I could do better than that. Izuku got out of the circle and started noting down his score.
Katsuki started laughing like a maniac. "HA! SHITTY DEKU ONLY GOT 48. WHAT A FUCKING FAIL-"
"Bakugo, shut up before I boot your out of this school!" Aizawa interjected. Bakugo shut up at that and went to the back of the line silently. That kept him silent. Although, I did try erasing Midoriya's quirk yet I couldn't. He obviously has one yet he didn't use it. Either this kid is completely stupid or too smart for this course.
Izuku continued to not use his quirk for the rest of the tests and at the end of the day he came last. Not that he cared. Aizawa told everyone that it was just a rouse and made some complain. But Iida looked betrayed. "Aizawa sir, why didn't Midoriya use his quirk. Does he think he's better than us?"
"I don't know Iida, but why don't you ask him?" The four-eyed robot turned to Izuku.
"Why?"
"Because I wanted to see my non-quirk progress and I showed too much of my quirk in the exam for my liking. Besides, quirks aren't everything in life. You quirk-born people wouldn't understand. It makes me sick." The greenette states bluntly before turning to leave. Everyone watched in silence while Aizawa snickered to himself. Yep, to smart for this course.
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A quick warning, throughout the school year only certain parts will be written into chapters. It's mostly cannon and I feel it adds nothing to the story. I may even skip the sports festival if I deem it necessary. Next chapter will be the battle training ;)
(And thank you for waiting the extra week!)
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