Scarecrows aren't supposed to be Heroes
Chapter Six
Disclaimer: I don't own anything from Naruto or My Hero Academia.
EDIT: This story is/has gone through some editing again. I haven't cut anything important, it was mostly grammar and punctuation. So you're fine to keep reading ahead.
This was it. This was Akari's moment to finally shine, to finally prove that she could pass, even if her Quirk wasn't suited to the exam at all. She was-
An announcement rang through the school, 'The UA Hero Entrance Exam will begin in 2 minutes.'
-GOING TO BE LATE.
Denki was confused. Really, really, really confused.
Because he was sure he had applied for General Education, he had double checked the papers and everything. But no, somehow, Aizawa had dragged him into the UA Hero Practical Exam which shouldn't be right because he didn't want to be a hero goddamnit.
So, really, the only way someone could have changed his application form was if someone really high up approved, and by high up he meant the Principal.
'Great,' he sighed, 'this is just great.' To be honest, Denki couldn't really say he was surprised. The Principal had been picking on him ever since he had come to this stupid school. Probably because, unlike everybody else, the Principal saw him as a potential danger. Which was annoying.
But Denki had made sure to score reasonably high in the written exam. So he could still flunk the practical without failing to get into General Education. And since the staff had never seen him in combat they should have no reason to believe he was any better then he chose to portray himself. So, really everything was fine he just to act like an uncoordinated, but not too uncoordinated, idiot and-
"I'M NOT LATE!"
Denki turned to the Naruto-esque shout of joy and saw-
-Rin
"TAKE THAT SUCKERS, I'M GONNA PASS THIS FREAKIN EXAM!"
Denki shook his head. 'No. Not Rin.' At first glance, the girl certainly resembled Rin, but there was a certain...hardness to her that Rin never had.
But he couldn't stop himself from making his way down to the girl, standing right behind her. "You're making a ruckus," he said, eyebrow raised.
The girl turned to him, an obnoxious smirk resting on her face. "Do I look like I care?" She snarked.
"Ah," Denki smiled, a fake one, "so you're one of those girls."
She bristled and grabbed his shoulders. "Listen here buddy, I don't like what you're insinuating here, you better-"
"FIGHTING IS PROHIBITED BEFORE THE EXAM. PLEASE STOP, YOU ARE DISTURBING OTHER PARTICIPANTS."
Both the girl and Denki turned to the glasses-wearing boy who intervened.
'Ah, ' Denki thought. 'It's a mini-Ingenium. I wonder if they're related.'
The girl scoffed at the newcomer. "Whatever, I don't have time for you anyway."
She stalked off, and the boy's attention turned to him. "I understand you were not the one to initiate the fight," he told him, glasses glinting disapprovingly, "but please control yourself, we are here to have the chance to study at a prestigious school so your behaviour is very distasteful."
And with that, the boy walked off.
Denki blinked in surprise. 'Well. That was interesting.'
Shouta glared at the holographic screen, before glancing at the Principal. "Are you sure this is a good idea?" He asked again, "he didn't even apply for the Hero Course."
The Principal simply sipped his tea. "Of course," he replied, "I've prepared a special set of robots for Kaminari, this can give let us gauge his strength."
"But Principal," a skeletal man protested, "that isn't fair."
The Principal only laughed. "Don't worry, there are plenty of robots left for the rest of the examinees."
Shouta could only sweat-drop as the Principal continued to cackle.
'Good luck, kid,' he sighed, 'you'll probably need it.'
Denki could feel his right eye twitching.
This exam was rigged. He was sure it. There was no way that many robots could be targeting him at random, and they were all way more powerful than the rest. If this wasn't bias then he didn't know what was.
Even with the extra challenge, though, Denki still managed to deceptively evade most robots without destroying them, he did eliminate a couple, though, to keep up appearances of course.
In the meantime, he took it upon himself to observe the examinees. They weren't too bad for some untrained brats, though not many seemed to display many hero-like qualities.
Hmm. Hero Qualities. In a Hero Exam.
'Look underneath the underneath.'
'Don't tell me…' Denki overheard a conversation a couple hundred metres away from him.
"Hey, are you alright?"
"Ye-yeah, I-I'm fine. You don't need to help me, you should focus on the exam."
"A hero shouldn't leave people in need.."
Denki froze. 'Crap. CrapCrapCrapCrap-'
'Wait,' he paused, 'I've been isolated from everyone this whole exam. There's no way I could have gotten any extra credit for being heroey.' Right. So all he had to do was stay away from everyone and not let his Inner-Naruto loose which should be easy seeing as-
"AH! WATCH OUT. IT'S THE ZERO POINTER."
'Ah, crap.'
Akari was in what most would call a shitty situation.
She had zero points. Zero. Zero.
Which was not good. Not good at all. Because she had promised to pass, sworn to pass. Because if she didn't she would be a failure. Useless. A waste of space. A good-for-nothing piece of-
"IT'S A ZERO POINTER. RUN!"
'Ah, crap.'
In all honesty, Denki could have taken the Zero Pointer down easily. All he really had to do was give the robot a good shock and the thing was a goner.
Of course, destroying the robot would probably mean unintentionally 'saving' a bunch of people, which would guarantee his chances of getting into the Hero Course. Not what he wanted.
So Denki couldn't destroy the robot, and he couldn't run from it either, since all his exits were blocked and making a path out would mean giving all the other examinees a way out.
'Maybe I could climb my way out of the rubble…'
The Zero Pointer was a couple metres away from him at this point. Oh, wait, its arm was coming towards him. Maybe it was trying to punch him? Maybe it was-
An arm grabbed him by the waist just as the robot made contact with his right arm.
'Ouch,' he winced, 'I wonder if it's broken…it hurts quite a bit,'
"You IDIOT, what were you doing just standing around there. You could have been freakin KILLED."
Denki turned to the person carrying him. It was the girl from before.
She continued to rant. "I can't believe I'm wasting my time on you, I haven't even got a point and here I am wasting my time, saving idiots who don't know how to run. What the hell am I even doing, this is so stupid, I frickin hate this, who the hell puts-"
Denki tuned out the rest of her rant and studied her instead. She was definitely athletic, the girl had yet to slow down from her fast pace despite carrying him as well. On top of that, she was injured, judging by the red stains covered her sleeves. Despite all this, however, she complained about not having a single point. Perhaps her Quirk wasn't combat oriented? This exam did seem to favour flashier Quirks.
'Huh,' he wriggled his right arm, 'my arm doesn't hurt as much anymore.'
"WE'RE HERE," the girl announced, coming to a stop at a relatively empty clearing. She not-so-gently dumped him on the ground, ripping of his mask and proceeding to...kiss him?
After a couple of seconds, the girl broke away from him.
'All my injuries,' Denki realized, clenching and unclenching his fist, 'they're healed. I don't even feel tired.'
The girl smirked at his confused face and held out her hand to him. "Akari. Sasagawa Akari."
Denki grabbed onto her outstretched arm. "Denki. Kaminari Denki."
"You failed." Shouta stared at him, unamused. They were sitting in the lounge, and Eri was asleep. "You did that on purpose, didn't you."
"And you purposefully put me in the Hero Exams, even though I didn't apply for it." Kaminari accused.
Shouta shrugged. "If it helps, it wasn't my idea."
Kaminari scoffed. "Of course it wasn't, but you still let it happen."
"..."
Kaminari snorted. "No excuse, huh."
"Anyway," Shouta glared at him, "you got top scores in you're written exam. What happened to Mr I-missed-out-on-almost-ten-years-of-education."
"He got bored and decided to go on vacation."
For at least half a second, Shouta felt like punching the boy. He refrained, of course, instead offering Kaminari a dry congratulation. "Whatever," he sighed, "good job on your admission into UA."
"I don't get it, why make yourself seem stupid around that hero but get top marks in the exam."
Kakashi smirked at the fox. "They know I'm smart. Making myself seem dumb will only make them even more suspicious."
"Then what about that hero?"
"I was just messing with him. And I couldn't be bothered."
The fox scoffed. "Typical."
Kakashi smiled slightly, before sighing. "Any updates on the that Yakuza and Villain group.
The fox frowned. "The Yakuza group has been quiet, but the villains, well, they're up to something. What that is, we don't know."
Kakashi sighed again, covering his entire face with that stupid orange book of his.
Kurama grimaced. 'I feel you kit, I really do.'
