Author's Note: I don't own anything from Boku no Hero Academia, that right belongs to Kohei Horikoshi. The only thing I own from this fic are the SI/OC and any original ideas.
*Added Note: This fic will follow canon events; however, I will be swapping my SI/OC with Koji Koda. My apologies to those who like this character but I can't quite picture him as a hero with his quirk, especially him being able to pass the Entrance Exam with the ability to talk to animals.
**Added Note: Never mentioned this but Koji Koda and Aoyama Yuga have been placed in 1-B instead.
"Speech Text" – Normal Talking
"Speech Text" – Whispering
'Thought Text' - Thoughts
"Speech Text" – All Might (Hero Form) Talking
'Thought Text' – All Might (Hero Form) Thoughts
Writing Text – Writing Text
Writing Text – Quirk Text
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WARNING: THE LAST CHAPTER WAS ALL FIGHTING AND SEMI-ANGST, MAKING UP FOR THAT IS THIS CHAPTER FULL OF CRACK AND FLUFF. YOU'VE BEEN WARNED!
There is not much thought process gone into this chapter, it was initially meant to be one chapter but I realized as I reached halfway that the chapter would be way too long for what I've intended so it's been split up into two chapters. Be warned the plot for this chapter is VERY sporadic but is meant to emphasize that everyone is still young and full of life and emotion, just like normal people. Yes, that also includes how they text.
(The Home – Shirou POV)
The dawn of the new day eased my heart as I watched Ochaco's now shining smile as she cleaned around the house.
I as I started to slowly cook breakfast, my mind couldn't help but wonder, 'I never realized how much it'd hurt to see her cry…' I thought.
"Ne, Shirou-nii?" Sis called from behind me.
"Hmmm?" I hummed from my spot at the stove, bacon and eggs frying in a pan, a rice cooker to the side cooking the rice.
"Do you have anything planned for today?" she asked, "It is a free day after all."
"Nah, nothing much. I'm just planning on heading to Yuuei to get Recovery Girl to look over my ribs," I said as I continued cooking, "Why? Did you have something planned?" I asked as I looked over my shoulder.
"Um…" Sis started uncertainly, "Well… I sort of invited the class over, some declined but most are coming over…".
I hate to admit it but my mind slightly came to a halt as I digested the new information.
However, my mouth seemed to keep running, "So is that why you've been cleaning the house so thoroughly?"
"Hehe… yeah it is?" she said sheepishly averting her gaze, "You're not mad, are you?" she looked up worriedly.
I let out a sigh, "Sis… after yesterday, I don't think I can be mad at you ever," I told her. "Who's coming anyway?"
"Uh… give me a second, I need to go check," she said as she quickly rushed to her room upstairs before she walked back down, thankfully not tripping this time, "So it's… let's see here… There's Deku-kun, Iida-kun, Mina-chan, Tsuyu-chan, Tooru-chan, Ojiro-kun, Kirishima-kun, Kaminari-kun, Jirou-chan, Mineta-kun, Sero-kun, Sato-kun, Shoji-kun, Kenji-kun, and Momo-chan." She lifted off as she read them from her phone, "Bakugou-san, Todoroki-kun, and Tokoyami-kun declined."
'Huh, Bakugou and Todoroki actually responded.' I wondered
I plated the finished bacon and eggs and placed a half-cup of rice on each plate. "What time are they coming? I'll probably leave the house around seven and be back around nine," I asked as I began setting the table for the two of us, quickly finished after a couple of seconds.
"They'll be coming around lunchtime," Ochaco spoke as she moved the plates from counter to the table and grabbed some grape juice and a pitcher of war from the fridge, before we both sat down.
"Itadakimasu," we spoke in unison as we placed out hand together, and we began to eat.
"Oh! You're actually eating rice today!" Ochaco noted as she watched me eat the rice.
"Yeah, after everything from yesterday, today's gonna be mainly a relaxing day for me," I said without looking up from my food, "So will they be eating over? Cause we'll probably have to eat in different areas considering our table isn't big enough."
"If that's okay with you?" Sis asked as she took a gulp of grape juice, "I was thinking that everyone just eats on any spare place they can find really, like on the couch, on the dining table, or on the floor of the living room." She said before she continued to munch on the bacon.
I stopped eating for a bit as I thought of how it'd work, "Yea I'm cool with it. I'll bring some chairs down from my room or something if there's not enough space." I said with my fork in between my teeth, "I'll make sure to buy some ingredients from the supermarket… I'll probably have to make a pasta… something that'll be easy to make in large batches..." I began muttering.
Ochaco's head shot up like a rocket, "Ooh! How about that Filipino spaghetti you made a while back? Or maybe that chicken and pesto pasta!" she began listing off.
"Wait… you're onto something with the chicken and pesto pasta, the Filipino spaghetti is a bit hard to make in large batches," I said as I took a gulp of ice-cold water and finished the last bite, "Yeah, that'll work." I said as I finished eating.
"Haha YES!" Ochaco pumped her fist into the air as she celebrated.
"You really like that pasta, don't you?" I chuckled as I grabbed a napkin and wiped her face clean of rice.
"Mouuuu…" she whined as wiped her face, "But yeah, it tastes sooo good…" she started drooling.
Something suddenly popped into my head. "Want me to bring you back some Mochi from the Shibuya's? I'll be passing by it anyways."
A swift wind suddenly rushed through the house as her head swiveled with pinpoint accuracy, her mouth drooling even more and her eyes going glazed, her permanent blushes making her look like a cute doll with mochi stuffed on as cheeks.
Laughter rumbled in my chest, "I'll take that as a 'Yes' then," I said as I began picked up the plates and rinsed them before putting them in the dishwasher, I then grabbed the cling-wrap from the pantry cabinet, "Make sure to remind me when I leave." I told her as I walked up the stairs and entered my room.
A hum of agreement reached my ears as I closed the door.
I slowly removed my clothes, as I watched my clothes fall I couldn't help but grimace at my covered torso, tiny splotched of red indicating which ones started bleeding as I tossed and turned throughout the night on the couch.
I let out a small gasp as I peeled away the bandaging and looked at the stitched wounds. 'I'm so glad these stitches will fall out once it's healed,' I thought as I grabbed the cling-wrap and wrapped around my torso before cutting it.
I stepped into the bathroom that Ochaco and I shared, connecting our rooms together, a door on either side leading to my room and her room. Making sure both doors were locked I stepped into the shower and turned the water on, adjusting it till it was a nice temperature.
I felt my muscles ease as the water washed over me. Grabbing the shampoo from my shower rack I squeezed it out and lathered it into my hair before I grabbed the bar of soap and began scrubbing myself down, being careful not to bend forward too much when I was cleaning down there. When I was done, I just stood there in silence letting the warm water wash away my stress.
After a couple of minutes, I opened the shower door to grab my toothbrush and toothpaste and brush my teeth in the shower.
Once I was done I placed my toothbrush back in it holder and washed out all the soap suds and shampoo in my hair before standing there a while longer, honestly debating if it was worth getting out of the warmth of the shower.
After too long I finally emerged clean, at least except my torso which couldn't be cleaned. Grabbing my towel, I toweled myself dry and unlocked both doors before returning to my room. I once again slowly removed the cling-wrap, threw it into the bin, and replaced my torso with new bandages before putting on a pair of plain blue boxers, a tight singlet, a pair of khaki shorts, and a pair anklet socks and running shoes.
I grabbed my wallet which had money I saved up from doing odd-jobs, chores, and an allowance, along with my U.A. Keycard, and Train & Bus Pass. I made a grab for my phone and earphones before I realized they were missing.
'Fuck… I forgot to get them off Jirou yesterday… Damn, this bus and train ride are gonna suck," I thought as I remembered I threw her my phone, 'Well, it's not like I really use that phone for anything other than games, reading, and listening to music.' I reassured myself as I grabbed my keys to the house and some lip balm.
I gelled my hair in its usual slightly backward comb-over style before washing my hands. After that, I headed to the door before I stopped and yelled out, "Ochaco! I'm going now! Make sure to bring a wok and large pot out, yeah?"
"Sure thing!" she yelled back from somewhere upstairs.
With that, I exited the front door for my first destination.
U.A. Academy.
(U.A. Academy – Shirou)
'Uhhh… I never realized how mind-numbingly boring the bus and train rides are…' I thought as I passed the mechanical gates of Yuuei. As ic continued walking I began to notice the strange looks I garnered as I made my way to Recovery Girl's office.
'It's either one of two things.' I thought as I looked at the people staring at me, 'They're either staring at my lack of uniform or the news of the villain attack's already all over the ne-'.
"Shirou-kun!" a familiar voice yelled startling me out of my thoughts before all I could see was orange. "Why haven't you been responding to my texts!? Are you okay? What are you doing here?!" the voice bombarded me with questions.
I held out my hands pleadingly to her, "Kendo, Kendo… Kendo!" I slowly poke before having to shout at her to get her attention as she continued to ask questions. "Good… Breathe. In. And out," I said to her soothingly as she followed my instructions.
The slightly shorter girl glared up at me, "Why didn't you respond to any of my texts!? Why didn't you tell me your class was attacked by villains! I've been trying to contact you all morning when I found out!" she demanded causing me to sweatdrop.
'Jeez, the constant barrage of texts must've pissed Jirou off,' I thought as I looked at the fuming Kendo, 'It also seems that the news already knows,".
"Well… In order. My phone is currently with a friend when I gave it to her to call the police and ambulance during the attack, and that's also basically the same reason I couldn't tell you." I told her as she slowly began to calm down. "Also, the reason why I'm here is cause I need to go to Recovery Girl and get my ribs healed along with this," I spoke as I lifted my shirt to show her my bandaged abs.
"Oh… Come on." She whispered before she started dragging me forward.
"Where are you bringing me, woman!?" I raised my voice in confusion.
"To Recovery Girl's office, duh," she looked at me like I was an idiot. "I also need to keep yelling at you," Kendo said while smiling a sweet smile.
'You and Momo really are alike…' I thought as I prepared to withstand the multiple incoming variations of being called an idiot.
(Recovery Girl's office – Shirou)
My ears which were previously ringing from Kendo calling me different variations of idiot, moron, and imbecile in multiple languages ranging from Japanese, English, and Russian for some reason was now ringing from Recovery Girl calling me subtle variations of idiot, moron, and imbecile.
"Broken ribs, puncture wounds, and torn muscles which are barely healing. Why didn't you come to me yesterday you stubborn child!" Recovery Girl yelled as she finished checking me over, my shirt taken off so she could examine me.
'Cause All-Might and Midoriya were here…' the thought passed through my head as my mouth opened, "Well… a lot of things were happening yesterday and Midoriya-kun was already here so I didn't want to overwork you," I lied to her.
Recovery Girl let out a sigh while shaking her head. "This campus is filled with testosterone filled stubborn idiots…" I heard her mutter.
'Is the school nurse meant to be this… like this?' I questioned reality.
"Lay down on the bed," she instructed me as I followed her orders, Kendo standing and watching from the side with a damnable smirk. As I got comfortable on the bed Recovery Girl placed a kiss upon my brow.
*CHUUU*
Fatigue hit me like a goddamn sledgehammer. I could feel my consciousness go in and out of focus as small hands helped me up off the bed and steadied me, the type of feeling you get when you wake up from a good nap and don't know what time, day, month, or year you're in.
'Oh, Dear God…" I could vaguely make out words being said through my light-headedness, 'was this why she never did that after the Entrance Exam?'.
I could feel the light-headedness wear off as Recovery Girl handed me some gummi bears.
"Your ribs should be healed now, along with your slight muscle tears and puncture wounds," I heard her say as the fog lifted from my brain, "I'd suggest you go and get something with lots of sugar so your stamina recovers a bit."
"Kendo-san, would you please escort Shirou-san to the vending machine outside? He'll need something with lots of sugar and caffeine to recover after that." She said to Kendo who gave an affirmative nod beside me.
"Could you at least talk to me like I'm not a helpless child?" I asked her.
Recovery Girl raised a silver eyebrow from behind her pink visor, "You had a couple of broken ribs, muscle tears, and puncture wounds from taking a punch from a villain that shattered your armour and impaled you with its shards," her eyebrow raised a bit higher, "after that you should be glad I even let you leave this room with that type of idiocy! You're almost as bad as Midoriya-san." She spoke heatedly.
"…Right, I forgot the golden rule of U.A." I muttered to her as her eyebrow rose even further, almost hiding in her hair, "Don't piss off the person who heals the whole school body, especially when she can just choose to not heal you," I said with a smirk to her.
Recovery Girl's brow lowered as a chuckle left her mouth. "Yes, and don't you forget that young man! Now off with you! I have other patients to oversee!"
I gave a pointed look at her empty office.
"Shoo! Scram!" she yelled with shooing motions, escorting Kendo and I out of her office as I sluggishly walked out.
"Come on Shirou-kun," Kendo held me by the arm as she led me out to the corridor, "we should follow Recovery Girl's advice and get you something sugary," she said as she led me to one of the various vending machines interspersed around the campus.
"What do you want?" she asked as she looked at the machine.
I handed her some yen as I answered, "Coke Zero please."
She raised a flame-colored eyebrow as her teal eyes bore into mine. "Something with sugar you dumbass." She deadpanned.
"Oi, what's with the language? Also, you seem laxer with your words, I guess?" I questioned her, her eyes drilling into my soul. I let out a sigh, "Troublesome women…" I muttered as I took a look at the vending machine, scanning its contents for something suitable.
Her eyebrow rose higher as she placed a hand on her hip, "Shirou, the first time I met you, you saved me from a robot. The second time I'd met you, I saved you from falling 300 feet and becoming paste. Now you've gone and fought villains, had your armor shattered and impaled you, along with getting your ribs broken!" her voice grew heated as she continued, "It's a bit hard being polite when you're such a neanderthal!" she finished with a heavy huff.
I turned my head and took a good long look at her, "I can't help but think you're very irritated by me right now. Ye of little faith."
Teal eyes narrowed as the glared metaphorical laser beams, "Jeez, i wonder why?" she ground out sarcastically
I turned my view back to the vending machine before my eyes caught something I hadn't seen for a long time.
A constant in my previous life for a good two years.
An energy drink.
A very specific drink.
I held my hand out to her, waiting for her to return the money so I could put it in the machine. As soon as her dainty placed the yen back into mine, my other hand was already tapping the buttons for my salvation before I placed in the money to pay for it.
The machine woke to life with whirr.
*WHIRR CHER-KLUNK*
My hand fished around the bottom of the machine before they found their prize.
A Monster Import energy drink. I gazed at its familiar packaging, a solid black can with a resealable opening. I cracked open the seal with a satisfying pop and skulled down half the can in one go.
"Ahhh…" I let out a satisfied sigh as my mind return to simpler times… a time before all of this… back when I was someone else.
"You sound like you just had an orgasm," Kendo's familiar teasing voice broke me out of my reverie. Not one to be embarrassed without responding in kind, my voice spoke before my mind realized what I said.
"You must be quite familiar with that specific sound to make that kind of comparison…" my mouth said as I mind ground to a stop.
'Hahaha… fuck,' I thought as I looked at her rapidly reddening face, 'I'm so goddamn dead.' Just as I thought she was going to hit me, she turned on her heel and sprinted away with her hands covering her face in I think it was embarrassment?
"I'M SOOOOORRRRRYYYY!" her voice resounded down the hallway with an echo throughout the hallway as she ran.
'Yep, that's embarrassment.' I thought as I took a small sip as I watched her run the now admittedly long hallway. 'I'm so glad she ran first, otherwise, I would've been the one running,' ran through my mind, 'I really need to reign in my automatic responses.'
I began walking the other way.
'Let's see… what else do I need to do?' I wondered as I passed outside the gate of Yuuei, my fatigue slowly disappearing as caffeine pumped its way through my veins. 'Still need to go buy the ingredients for lunch, probably some additional groceries while Mom and Dad are still gone, need to go to Shibuya's and buy some more Mochi for sis… I think that's it?'
'Now for another boring, hellish train and bus ride.' I thought as I reached the train station.
(Supermarket – Shirou)
'Let's see… what do I need?' the thought ran through my mind as I entered the local supermarket and grabbed a trolley. 'I need some basil, garlic parmesan, pine nuts, tomatoes, and olive oil for the pesto.' I began to list in my head.
'I'll need chicken broth, some white wine, dried basil and oregano which we have at home so that's accounted for, more garlic, and chicken breasts,' I listed the second set of ingredients I needed. 'Next, there's the penne, onions, sun-dried tomatoes, and heavy cream,' I finished mentally listing all the stuff I needed to make lunch. "I'd still need to times the normal amount by around… twenty at least, then another five portions each for Momo and Kenji…" I began to take into consideration.
At least before I realised the other stuff I'd need, 'I still need to get some more shampoo and dishwashing detergent along with drinks for everybody, I'm so glad I took those odd jobs around town otherwise mom would kill me for spending all the emergency money,' I thought as I cried in my head.
I went to work and grabbed all the thing I'd need as I went through each aisle, grabbing two boxes full of assorted canned drinks as I passed the drinks and snacks aisle, along with two 1 litre bottle of orange juice, before I turned into the next aisle, to be stopped by one singular question that stumps most brothers.
'What bloody conditioner does Ochaco use again?' I questioned as I looked at the small shelf full of hair conditioners. "Screw it, they're all the same…" I muttered as I picked up one of the conditioners.
"They're not all the same you know?" a soft voice spoke from behind me,
"Huh?" I asked, turning around to see who was behind me.
It was a lady who'd been the one to speak
I'll be honest, she was pretty gorgeous all things considered. She seemed to be around her 19-20's with a set of blue eyes and shaggy raven hair, her left ear pierced by multiple earrings. Pale but lightly-tanned skin with the occasional splotches of purple, wrinkled skin around her neck and arms, seemingly sown on with stitches. Her body lithe and supple under a clingy white shirt, baggy black jacket and tight pants, surrounding a rather nice set of lower buns.
I shook my head as my eyes went a bit more southward than I'd like.
"That one's for dyed hair, you'd be better off with this one," her soft voice spoke as she plucked the bottle out of my hands and grabbed another while putting the one I previously held back on the shelf, "This one's for everything between damaged hair to hair with dandruff and gives a nice sheen to hair, it's the one I use. Girlfriend I presume?" she asked as she handed me the bottle of conditioner.
"Sister, actually," I replied as I analyzed her features. "Why'd you help me with that?"
"What a person can't help another?" she asked with a piercing questioning glare, "Is it really that unbelievable?"
My mind may have slightly stalled at the fact she returned my question with more questions. "U-Uh, no? It's just I'm not too used to a pretty woman randomly helping me out, I guess?" I answered/questioned.
"Better get used to it when you're blocking the shelf for others," she spoke as she plucked the same bottle off the shelf.
"Ah, Gomenasai." I apologized to her, only for her to wave me off.
"No worries, it's no big deal." She said as she read the bottle and waved me off.
"A-Arigatou then, you helped me probably not get in trouble with my sister," I replied as I placed the conditioner into the trolley. "Anyways, I need to get going. Arigatou, stranger-san."
Her light voice replied, "Yeah, laters."
I grabbed my trolley full of groceries and headed to the cash register counter. "Dude, how much people are you cooking for? It's like you're cooking for a horse of tigers," the man at the counter asked good-naturedly with a chuckle as he began to scan and pack the groceries. "Will you be needing a large box or anything?" he asked as he finished scanning the bags.
"Yes please, just one that can fit everything in it," I replied. He gave me a confused glance.
"Um… Are you sure? I don't think any of our boxes would be able to support the weight of all the items." He asked to make sure.
I merely nodded.
"Quirk, I presume?" he asked again.
"Yup," I replied as he began to pack all the groceries into a very large box, about half my size.
"That'd be 18197.37 yen," the man said as he glanced at the cash register. I dug out my wallet and paid him the appropriate amount. "Thank you for shopping here!" he said with a small smile which a returned.
I was about to bend down to grab the box as he spoke to the next customer, "Ma'am, I'm afraid you're slightly short…" he trailed off.
Looking up I saw it was the stranger from earlier. "Don't worry I'll cover it," I said as I pulled out my wallet again, "How much is it?"
He looked between me and the woman, "Uh… that's 2637.30 yen."
"Here you go then," I smiled cheerily as I handed him the money before I bent down, grabbed my box and walked out the store.
At least till a tap on my shoulder stopped me as I exited the supermarket.
It was the lady.
"Danni."
"Huh?" I asked, very confused.
"My name's Danni, not stranger-san," She spoke as her blue eyes drilled into mine.
"Ah… well, Danni-chan, my name is Shirou," I smiled from around the box in my hands which I was lightening by using my Quirk on it.
She gave a nod, "Arigatou, Shirou-san," she uttered out with a slightly emotionless face and a bow before she walked off.
'Jeez, even Tsuyu's more emotionally expressive than her.' I couldn't help but think as I made my way to Shibuya's pastries only a block away.
(Shirou POV)
As I entered the familiar store of Shibuya's Pastries, they're TV channel blaring, I was met by two familiar faces. Well, one I've at least known for most of my life while the other I knew for a couple of months.
"Ah Sato-san, I didn't know you came here!" I said in surprise, something that was actually genuine. I never once expected Sato to come by here, well then again, I didn't know him that well.
I placed down the box of groceries beside me.
"A-Ah, S-Shirou-san! I didn't expect to see you here!" he stuttered.
"Oh, Sato-san, you know Shirou-kun?" a person I was on good terms with, Rin Shibuya, the daughter of the owner, asked Sato.
Rin was our age with teal eyes, a lightly tanned complexion with shoulder-length dark-brown hair and a heart-shaped face.
"Uh yeah, hehe," Sato replied with a smile, "We're both in the same class at U.A. High."
Rin's blue eyes looked at me, an eyebrow raised.
"You never asked," I shrugged, "Also, Ochaco wants a twelve-pack of mochi," I said while placing the required amount in her hands.
She grudgingly handed me the packaged mochi with a mumble before she left the both of us to serve other customers while I gave her a shit-eating grin in return.
I turned to Sato, "So what were you doing here?" I asked him as I placed the mochi on top of my already giant box.
"I was actually buying some sweets for the rest of us," he held up the bag in his hand, "Didn't you see it in the group chat?"
I shook my head with a wry smile, "Nah, Jirou currently has my phone. I gave it to her yesterday to call the police and ambulance, and I sorta forgot to get it off her," I told him. "You wanna come over early? I mean you're already here and it's only a few blocks down." I asked him while motioning my head in the general direction of the house.
"If that's okay with you?" he asked as I nodded my head in return, "You need me to carry anything?"
I looked at the box at my side before I grabbed a few loose items from the top along with the mochi. "Can you carry these? I don't want them falling off later," I asked while handing him the loose items, as he gave an affirmative nod.
"What're all these for anyway?" he asked.
"I'm making lunch for the class," I told him.
"You're making lunch for the whole class?!" he seemed to take a step back in shock as I picked up the box.
"Yeah? I mean, I'd be a pretty bad host if I let everyone starve…" I trailed off with a questioning gaze.
"I'll admit I sort of figured we'd order pizza or something. Are you really okay with cooking for the most of the class?" he seemed slightly worried as he questioned me.
I turned around and maneuvered my box out of the doorway, Sato behind me before we walked in the route back home. "Well, Ochaco and I have sort of been eating pizza for the last two days so we're sort of getting sick of it. Besides, I like cooking," I said as I looked around the box to make sure we were going the right way.
"Shirou-san that's a bit of an understatement if this is the case. I mean, I like baking and all, but for a whole class to comfortably eat?" he rhetorically asked, "That'd take a while."
'Oh yeah, it slipped my mind that he likes to bake… At least we have some, common ground,' I thought as we walked.
"Hey, at least you can bake sweets," I told him, "I can't bake sweets to save my life. The last time I did was for my dad's birthday and I was trying to make a mugcake."
He gave me an incredulous look, "Mugcakes are so easy to make though! Half the time they're cooked in the microwave!"
"Right!?" I exclaimed as we continued walking, "I tried making a mugcake for my Dad's birthday, but three failed attempts later, and I ended up having to throw the mugs themselves out cause the cakes wouldn't budge."
"You're kidding!" Sato said in dumbfounded awe.
"No really!" my gaze looked to the side at the teen a small smile on my face, "I kid you not, my dad took a look at all three mug cakes and said "Shirou… I've lived for 36 years… and I don't think I've ever seen someone make a rock out of a cake" with the straightest face he had!"
"Hahaha," Sato's rumbling laugh took me by surprise, "I think for my sanity, I won't ever let you near my baking." He said with a smile on his lips.
"Dude, the feelings mutual, I wanna at least be able to eat the cake," I said before I realized we were nearing my house.
"Anyways, we're here na," I told him as we reached the front door and I fished out my key from my pocket and unlocked the door while still holding the box with my other hand.
"Na?" Sato's voice questioned behind me.
"Small verbal tick I have," I admitted to him, "I sometimes have a habit of ending my sentence with it," I wasn't about to tell him, however, that it was something that carried over from my previous life.
As I walked through the door I called out, "Ochaco! I'm hooome!". At least before I realized there was chatter coming from inside the house.
Sato and I entered the doorway to find Ochaco, Momo, Kenji and Jirou in the living room.
'Ah, fuck,' went through my head as my eyes landed on Kenji, his own glaring back, 'He knows.'
"Shirou-nii! Look who's here!" Ochaco bounded over to me like a rabbit. "Momo-chan and Kenji-kun came over a bit after you left, while Jirou-chan came a couple of minutes ago."
"Ta-da!" I moved to the side to present Sato who seemed slightly confused, "I too have a surprise! In the form of one Rikido Satou!" I announced as I moved past the living room into the kitchen.
As I placed the box down with a heavy thud on the dining table, Sato placing all the loose items beside it.
"Hey, can I clarify with you three something?" I asked Momo, Kenji, and Jirou, "Do you guys have any allergies I should be aware off? Like anything I definitely shouldn't place into lunch?"
The three of them shook their heads before Momo piped up, "Would you like us to check with the others if they have allergies as well?"
I nodded to her. "Yes please, I'd much rather not almost kill someone with my cooking," I said with a small smile.
Momo quickly took out her phone and typed on it.
*Ding*
The five simultaneous chimes clued me to the fact she already asked everyone.
"Ah! Shirou, you left your phone with me," Jirou fished my phone from her pocket with an irritated face, "It's been ringing all morning because of texts from someone called "Kendo".".
"Ah, Gomenasai," I apologized as I grabbed my phone and looked through the messages, "She's a friend from 1-B, turns out the whole USJ event went public."
"Wait, really?" Sato asked from behind me, "I haven't seen anything about it yet though."
I stopped slightly, 'Is it just the students that know then for now?' I thought before I spoke. "It's most likely been told to the students for now before all the channels catch wind of it." I unpacked the groceries, placing all the ingredients to the side and all the loose items on the counter.
"Hey Ochaco, can you keep these please?" I asked as I motioned to all the loose items while flipping the kettle on.
"Hai, Shirou-nii," She replied with a bubbly smile before she gathered them up in her arms and went around keeping them in their respective places.
"Do you want any tea, drinks or anything?" I asked the four, "We have grape juice, coke zero, green tea, chai tea, oolong tea, English breakfast tea, orange juice, assorted sodas, and water." I said while grabbing the bought drinks and kept them in the fridge to keep them cold.
"Grape juice for me please," Sato asked politely.
"Me as well!" Ochaco shout resounded from upstairs.
"You three want anything to drink?" I asked Kenji, Momo, and Jirou.
"Just some cold water for me please," Kenji replied.
"Same for me as well," Jirou piped up from her phone, her earphone jack plugged in.
"Would I be able to have some green tea, please?" Momo supplied her choice.
"Right…" I muttered as I pulled out four glasses and a mug from the cabinet, "Sato-kun, you don't have to stand there the whole time, you can sit down of you'd like," I told the muscular teen who nodded in return and went to join the others. "Momo, do you have any preference of how you'd like your green tea? Like any weird combination such as milk and sugar?"
"Ew, milk and sugar in tea?" Jirou's disgusted voice spoke up, "Who on earth would want that in their tea?"
"It's actually quite a normal thing within other countries Jirou-chan, some states such as England, the United States, and some European countries enjoy having milk and sugar in their tea because of the types of leaves used," Momo reprimanded Jirou as the rest of us watched on, "Japanese tend to only use tea leaves that have a simple and soothing flavour in comparison to the robust and heady flavour of English and European teas."
Momo turned towards me and smiled, "Also, no milk and sugar, please. Just normal green tea is fine, thank you Shirou-kun."
I gave a slightly strained smile at how quickly she was able to switch from teaching mode to friendly mode. "Sure thing," I replied as I grabbed the tin of green tea leaves.
'I think Kenji's presence definitely had a better effect on her,' I thought wryly as I poured some green tea leaves into a holder and placed it in a pot, then poured in the hot water. Grabbing a pitcher of water and the bottle of orange juice from the fridge, I poured two glasses of each drink and brought them to their respective takers, Ochaco quickly rushing down the stairs as I handed out the drinks.
I took a look at the clock.
9:47
I clapped my hands getting everyone's attention and grabbed the TV remote before I turned it on, "Sis, would you be able to keep them entertained, please? I need to go get started on lunch." I asked her as she gave a nod and her usual bubbly smile. "Feel free to play on the PlayStation or Xbox!" I shouted as I returned to the kitchen and got started on lunch.
"Wait, are there any allergies I need to know about!" I yelled as I almost forgot about it.
"Nah, no one has any allergies Shirou-nii!" Ochaco yelled back from the living room.
"Where's the toilet? Kenji-oto needs to vomit!" Momo's voice echoed afterward.
"Down the hall! Third door on your left!" I replied back with a shout.
(The Home – Shirou)
As I finished processing the basil, garlic, parmesan, pine nuts and tomatoes in pesto, Kenji finally confronted me about a certain incident during the USJ invasion.
"So…" Kenji began as I stopped processing the pesto, "Momo told me about a little something that happened during the invasion."
"I'm currently following Bro Code: Rule number 4!" I quickly spat out bullets of sweat dripping down my back.
"Oh, I know, that's a given… and yes, I'm also still adhering to the bro code," Kenji replied as he waved me off, "However, for the simple fact that I'm her younger brother and must defend her sanctity, I've decided of another way of handling this."
Wait, what? He's not going to kill me?
"I decided that since it was most likely an accident but you still ended up seeing Momo's tits, I've decided to get back at you in the pettiest way possible," Kenji's mouth formed into a Cheshire grin.
"I'm not going to like this, am I?" I questioned, my shoulders tensing.
"Well, that depends," Kenji replied, his smile growing even wider, "How good are you with little but extremely annoying pranks?"
"Fuck…" I uttered as my shoulders sagged, "Kill me now…"
"Yup! Be prepared because I'm going to prank you in the weirdest and most annoying ways," Kenji's smile turned into a full-blown shit-eating smile.
I gave a defeated sigh. "I only have three conditions; after the first prank, I'm free to retaliate in any petty pranking way possible, secondly, pranks are only allowed only in school. Lastly, no other bystanders are allowed to be affected unless they decide to join.
Kenji gave a thoughtful hum, "Deal!" he said before he ran off upstairs and wretching noises could be heard.
'Great… I've now got a prank war coming up with one of my closest friends who for some reason is now casually vomiting,' I thought as I went back to preparing the food, 'Well considering I did see Momo's breasts, I think a prank war is a pretty good punishment, all things considered,' I mentally reasoned while I sliced the chicken thighs into small chunks.
I looked at the clock again.
10:09
I turned my full attention to cooking lunch.
(The Home – Shirou)
I filled the large pot Ochaco brought out with water and placed it back onto the stove and cranked the gas stove to the max, watching as the flames came to life before adding oil and salt to the water and letting it boil.
I grabbed some white wine from the alcohol rack in the living room, passing the others as they watched Jojo's Bizarre Adventure before I returned to the kitchen. I poured the white wine into a large bowl with chicken broth powder, basil, oregano, and minced garlic till it was a smooth mixture. Grasping the sliced chunks of chicken, I let them soak in the mixture.
'Let's see… still need to cook the pasta before I can begin putting it all together,' I mentally recited the recipe, trying to find what I still needed to do, 'With the amount of pasta I'll be making, I'll most likely have to make two separate batches in the wok so there'll be enough for everyone. Same goes with the penne for boiling.'
I grabbed another pot from the cabinet and placed it onto the stove, I poured half of the boiling water from the other pot into this one before adding the leftover boiled water from the kettle and let them both boil again with their lids on.
Once they finished boiling, I removed the lids and added the penne to let it cook. 'There should be around 12 minutes before both pots will be finished cook with how much penne is in there,' I calculated in my head.
I looked at the clock.
10:22
I took out my phone and looked at the messenger group chat the class had been added to before I typed in.
10:22 – Shirou: What time will everyone be coming over?
10:22 – Pikachu: Mineta and I should be over around 11:30, probably?
'…did Kaminari change his name to Pikachu?' I wondered as I look at the nickname. 'Can I even change my nickname?'
10:23 – Shirou: Kaminari, is that you?
10:23 – Sero: Yeah, that's Kaminari, I changed his name cause it fits sort of. Also, I'll be there around twelve-ish.
10:23 – Alien Queen: I'll probably be there around twelve as well, gotta go to Kirishima's and get him, he lives pretty close to me ;b
10:23 – Alien Queen: I still think he should be called lightning rod! Pikachu doesn't turn all derpy and stuff!
I would never admit that I snorted the coke zero I was drinking when I saw the text. I took a quick look at the penne and stirred it so it wouldn't burn. My phone buzzed as more message popped up.
10:24 – Pikachu: I never asked for this, y'know?
Update: 'Pikachu' changed 'Pikachu's' name to 'Kaminari'.
10:24 – Alien Queen: Not happening sparky!
Update: 'Alien Queen' changed 'Kaminari's' name to 'Derpy Lightning Rod'.
10:24 – Derpy Lightning Rod: Oh, come on! Seriously!?
10:24 – Tsuyu-chan: I'll be there around 11, kero.
10:25 – Tsuyu-chan: Would anyone like any drinks from the supermarket? Kero.
10:25 – Derpy Lightning Rod: Tsuyu-chan, why are you typing in 'kero' at the end of your sentences? It's sorta strange.
10:25 – Tsuyu-chan: Habit, I guess. So, does anyone want any drinks?
I put my phone on the counter as I grabbed the boiled pasta and placed it into a strainer in the sink and ran cool water over it, my phone buzzing repeatedly on the counter. I looked at it as the pasta cooled.
10:25 – Cinnamon Bun: Iida-kun says he'd like orange juice, please. Apparently, soda's gum up his engines.
'Cinnamon Bun? …what the hell?' I thought with a raised eyebrow before I grabbed the phone and typed.
10:25 – Shirou: I've got orange juice, grape juice, coke zero, assorted canned drinks, and tea. No need to worry about anything like those drinks Tsuyu-chan, also who's 'Cinnamon Bun?'.
Update: 'Cinnamon Bun' changed 'Cinnamon Bun's' name to 'Midoriya'.
10:25 – Midoriya: Hagakure-san insists that I have the perfect qualities for being a 'Cinnamon Bun', whatever that means and always changes my name back to 'Cinnamon Bun'.
10:26 – Violet: EVERYONE NEEDS A GOOD NICKNAME!
10:26 – Jirou: Can you please stop spamming messages, it's buzzing on all of our phones! We're trying to watch here, besides your is named after a pixar movie character!
10:26 – Jirou: *your's
10:26 – Tsuyu-chan: 'Our phones'? Who are you with, kero?
Update: 'Violet' changed 'Jirou's' name to 'Musical'.
Update: 'Violet' changed 'Midoriya's' name to 'Cinnamon-Bunny'.
Update: 'Violet' changed 'Shirou's' name to 'Gravititan'.
10:26 – Violet: It fits!
10:26 – Cinnamon-Bunny: She's not wrong, only thing is she can't return back to visible or create force-fields.
10:26 – Cinnamon-Bunny: Iida-kun and I will be there in half an hour, Shirou-kun.
10:27 – Musical: Seriously Tooru-chan? And we're at Ochaco's and Shirou's house, Momo-chan, Kenji-san, and Sato-san are already here.
Update: 'Musical' changed 'Musical's' name to 'Jirou'.
10:27 – Tsuyu-chan: Why are you so early? What time did you even get there, kero?
I placed my phone down and got back to work on the pasta as I realized how distracted I'd gotten at watching the group chat. 'I feel like this chat will end up becoming something weird,' I couldn't help but think as moved the wok to the flame.
Grabbing the nearby open bottle of olive oil and drizzling it around the wok before placing in half of the sliced onions and sprinkled them with sugar to caramelize them. I stirred the onions around the wok till they became translucent and the kitchen was drowned in the smell of frying onions.
I popped open the jar of sun-dried tomatoes and added half into the wok along with half of the remaining pine nuts. After a couple of minutes the heavy smell of caramelized onions, cooking pine nuts, and tomatoes wafted around the house as I turned on the overhead stove fan.
"Ochaco, can you open the door? The smell might get stuck inside!" I shouted out in the direction of the living room.
"It smell's so good though!" her voice whined back.
Kenji's vomiting upstairs didn't seem to agree though.
"I don't think it's exactly helping Kenji's stomach! Besides, there'll be smoke soon and the smoke detectors might star blaring!" I shouted back while adding half of the marinated chicken and stirring the meat and vegetables.
"Okaaay..." Ochaco whined as she passed the kitchen to head to the front door. The sound of locks unlocking and hinges slowly swinging open followed.
My phone buzzed on the counter. I looked at the screen as message banners continued popping up.
New conversation has begun between 'You' and 'Momo Yaoyorozu'.
10:52 – Momo: Apologies Shirou-kun, I just wish to let you know that Kenji-oto's vomiting is due he fact he digested some of the monster's flesh yesterday, the 'Noumu' he called it, and his stomach is currently rejecting the flesh after his Quirk absorbed its genetic data. He'll be able to explain in greater detail later on.
10:52 – Momo: Once again, apologies as he'll be vomiting for a little while longer as his body expels it from his system. Thank you for understanding.
10:53 – Momo: Also, that smells simply amazing! What're you making?
I wryly shook my head before I yelled out to her, "No worries about it! It's Chicken and Pesto pasta!"
After a couple more minutes of simmering the chicken with the vegetables while adding a bit more white wine, I added half of the pesto and pasta before adding some cream to thicken the sauce.
Two new voices joined the house. "Ohayo gozaimasu!" Midoriya's and Iida's voice joined the slowly increasing the fray of people in the house.
I could hear a pair of light, rapid footsteps running down the hallway. "You might want to catch her before she falls!" I yelled, knowing she had her socks on and running on the wooden floor wouldn't end well for Ochaco.
"AAAAAAHHHHH! IIDA-KUN! DEKU-KUUUUN!" Ochaco's voice resounded around the house as she most likely fell.
*Thwouck*
I could hear the three of them fall all the way from the kitchen. With a sigh, I lowered the flame till it was a simmer and covered it with a lid to let it cook.
I walked out of the kitchen and into the hallway to see the three of them in a heap at the front door.
"Sis… you know you shouldn't be running with your socks on in the house," I said as I helped her up before I grasped the Midoriya's and Iida's hands and hauled them up. "Welcome to our house you two," I said with a smile as they brushed themselves off.
"Gomen, Iida-kun, Deku-kun," Ochaco bowed beside me, a sheepish smile on her face.
Iida waved of her apologies with a smile "Don't worry Ochaco-chan," before he turned to me. "Arigatou, Shirou-san for welcoming us," he spoke politely before bowing.
Midoriya behind him stuttered out a "H-Hai! Arigatou gozaimasu Shirou-kun!" before also bowing.
I smiled at them and invited them in, "Come on in, just make sure to take off your shoes. There are slippers in the small box over there," I directed them to the box of slippers my family used for guests.
Ochaco rushed past and grabbed Midoriya before she dragged him to the living room, he blushed all the while.
"Shirou-kun," Iida spoke up grabbing my attention, "Would you like any help with lunch? Ochaco-chan informed us earlier that you'd be the one cooking." He said while his hands moving wildly.
I thought about it for a second. "I really only need help to transfer the first batch of pasta to a bowl, besides that it's really just cooking the second batch along with taste tests," I told him as I walked to the kitchen, "So if you could just help me with moving the pasta from the wok that'd be great."
"Of course, Shirou-kun," Iida gave a small nod and a smile, "I'd be happy to help."
As soon as we finished moving the pasta to a bowl I began cleaning up the wok to start on the second batch while Iida joined up with the others, not before grabbing a glass of orange juice first at least.
As I washed the wok and the counter my phone once again was constantly vibrating with tons of messages. I gave it a quick look.
11:07 – Alien Queen: I got Kirishima, should be there in half an hour. I was WAAAAAAAAAAY off earlier.
11:07 – Tape Dispenser MK XVII: Tooru-chan can you please stop changing everyone's name pleassse?
Update: Update: 'Tape Dispenser MK XVII' changed 'Tape Dispenser MK XVII' name to 'Sero.
11:07 – Violet: NEEEVEEER!
Update: 'Violet' has changed 'Ojiro's' name to 'One-tailed'.
Update: 'Violet' has changed 'Tokoyami's' name to 'Birblord'.
Update: 'Violet' has changed 'Shoji's' name to 'Too-big'.
11:08 – Sound Sistem: How do I put this on mute? Tooru won't stop changing our nicknames.
11:08 – Rock-Hard: Ya can't Jirou-chan, for some reason the mute button doesn't work. You also can't leave unless the admin of the group kicks you.
11:08 – Sound Sistem: Whoever is admin, plz kick me. My phone won't stop buzzing in my pocket and it's drving me nuts.
Update: 'Violet' has changed 'Bakugou's' name to 'Explosive Cheeto-Puff'.
11:08 – Sound Sistem: Stop changing everyone's nicknames already!
11:09 – Derpy Pikachu: Oi, If I get the bad nicknames everyone else has too as well! Mine gets changed the most anyway!
11:09 – Derpy Pikachu: Just got Mineta, should be there within the hour.
11:09 – Violet: Hehehe there's too much power for one person ;)
I put the phone down as I began cooking the second batch of pasta and repeated the process. As I finished the second batch I looked at the time.
11:37
'Everyone should be coming soon…' I thought as I moved the pasta to another serving bowl. I looked around to make sure everything was finished with a nod before I moved to the living room where everyone else was.
"Someone catch up to her already!"
"How do I use my mushrooms?"
"It's the "X" button, the "X" button! No! you're blocking me, get out of the way!"
Only to walk into Satou, Momo, and Kirishima being absolutely rolled by Mina in Mario Kart.
"When did they get here?" I asked Jirou as I sat down next to her, looking at everyone else around the room.
Kenji was cheering on the four playing, while Midoriya, Iida, and Sis were off in their own little section.
"They got here around 10 minutes ago maybe?" Jirou said thoughtfully, "They tried talking to you but you were a bit too focused on cooking."
I let my body ease into the couch, the energy drink earing off and the exhaustion settling in both from cooking so much food and Recovery Girl's healing.
"Shirou, you okay?" Jirou's concerned voice asked as her small hand placed itself against my forehead, "Your temperature's normal but you seem really tired out."
I waved her off with a small smile, "Yeah I'm okay, Recovery Girl's quirk took a lot out of me earlier. Just gonna take a short nap, you mind waking me up when everyone's here?"
She smiled back as her triangle eyes glimmered, "Don't worry, I'll wake you up when they get here."
"Thank-"
Exhaustion finally had finally set in as I conked out like a light.
Author's Note: I'm sort of not feeling it this chapter, between being sick and finals, I've been sort of losing the motivation to write this, as in I have all the ideas and everything but actually writing it down becomes a muddled mess. Don't worry I definitely plan on continuing and after the finals finish I should have my motivation back. However, the quality of this chapter will be subpar at best.
Please review and let me know how I should improve this chapter, in particular, it just feels so rushed, to be honest. Thank you for your continued support and I hope at least some of the randomness will make you giggle even a tiny bit
I'll still be doing the OVA, however, it'll be in the chapter after next chapter, so two chapter down the road right before the Sports Exam.
Also, the whole texting thing will become a semi-permanent thing, sort of like Aizawa and Shirone. It'll be mainly predominant at the middle of the night where it either irritates the person or they join in and cause a ruckus. It'll become mainly predominant once they move into dormitories.
Yes Bakugou, Todoroki and 'Birblord' will eventually join in the conversation. May add in students from other class as time goes on. Inspired by those group chat fics out there which are fun to read.
