(I don't own Boku no Hero Academia or its characters, only this fanfiction's plot)

"So do what do you think? Too formal?"

Currently, All Might was helping his nephew rehearse his opening for his first class meeting. He had never held a class office before, so being the Representative had him feeling more than a little nervous.

"I think it's good, better than I did when I was in school."

"Do you think I should smile? Or would that be weird because it's a-"

Midoriya broke off with a groan and hit the table with his forehead, "I'm going to feel like an idiot no matter what I do, huh?"

Smiling fondly, All Might ruffled up the boy's hair. "Now you're getting it. You'll do fine, just breathe and pretend it doesn't bother you."

Seeing the boy's reluctant nod, All Might clicked his tongue, leaning back in his chair.

"Have I ever told you about my first interview?" Seeing the way Midoriya's head pop up, the answer was 'nein'.

"What happened?"

"Well it was a few decades ago, and I had just won that years UA Sport's Festival, so I felt high on victory and adrenaline. Thing is, I hadn't thought to prepare for what came after, so when all those cameras got shoved in my face I just about threw up my lungs without the whole hole-where-my-stomach-should-be."

His nephew sucked in his breath, light-green eyes widening. "You didn't actually throw up, did you?"

"No, thank God. Just sputtered like an idiot for a few minutes before I flashed the best-fake smile I could and diverted the interview away from their questions to thank the school for the opportunity to compete and all that nonsense."

"So I just need to talk about something else if I start to choke up?" Midoriya's brows scrunched up further at the bellowing laugh his question emitted from his guardian.

"No! Just pretend you aren't choked up, it's something your grandmother told me: 'It's okay to be scared, everyone gets scared; just don't let the villains know that.'- The media being proverbial villains, in that story."

"Oh." Midoriya nodded before looking up from his notes, "I think I get it!"

"It's really-" All Might had begun when his phone rang, looking down at the caller ID he nearly dropped the damned thing.

What the hell does she think she's doing?

"Uncle, is something wrong?" Looking up to meet his nephew's green eyes, All Might gave him his best fake-smile.

"Nothing for you to worry about, just focus on your work while I take this."

Closing the door behind him, Yagi sighed at the now familiar number.

"I thought I told you not to call me before twelve." He nearly growled into the line, earning a laugh from the pain in his ass.

"It's twelve o'clock somewhere."

Running a hand through his hair, Yagi glanced anxiously in the kitchen's direction. "You know what I meant, now what do you want?"

"Humph! No need to be rude." Seemingly switching tactics, the girl sighed dreamily. "I wanted to know how he's doing. Does little Toki really regenerate the blood he bleeds? Nao could do it, after all."

"Toga."

"Fine, fine." Yagi could hear the girl shifting slightly. "..Can you really blame me for being curious?"

Sighing, Yagi cast another glance at the door. "I understand. But you must also understand why I'd be a bit wary of telling you too much about the boy."

"You rob one convenience store.."

"And impersonate two officers."

Toga huffed before her normal eery cheer reentered the conversation. "So are we still on for Saturday?"

"Yeah, we're still on." Hearing the boy yell at Spook's to 'Get off the damn book' he bit back a laugh. "I'm going to have to let you go."

"Alright," Toga hummed, "Take care of my baby cousin, Yagi."

Clicking the phone off, Toga wiped the knife off on her skirt and she stood up. Skipping over the bodies with a song on her tongue.

"Today's training will be a little different," Aizawa announced, gaining everyone's attention. "You'll be dealing with natural disasters, shipwrecks, stuff like that. All Might, another faculty member, and I will be overseeing everything."

The class erupted into excited chatter, his students eager to finally do some 'real hero work'.

"Guys, I'm not done." Aizawa suddenly cut over them, promptly shutting everyone up. Clicking a button their costumes started sliding out of the walls. "What you wear in this exercise is up to you. I know you're all excited about costumes, but keep in mind you're not used to them yet, and that they might limit your abilities."

Looking back over at them, Aizawa said. "We'll be taking a bus to an off-campus location, that's all; go get ready."

Watching his students file out, Aizawa's eyes narrowed on the one who was decidedly staying put. "Shimura, that means you too."

Aizawa felt the corners of his lips quirk up when the boy nearly jumped out of his skin, looking up at him in confusion.

"I thought I was still banned from quirk training?" Okay, that was fair.

"Your Uncle told me you wanted to work on other aspects of hero work while you're still recovering," Seeing the boy's nod, Aizawa continued, "So today you'll be working on your civilian impression by letting your classmate practice 'rescuing' you."

The problem child's eyes widened in recognition with a small (but excited) 'oh!'

Aizawa made a vague gesture towards the costume racks. "Now go get changed into your gym clothes and meet me outside with everyone else."

Midoriya flashed him a smile, "Yes, sir."

"Shimura? What are you doing here?" Uraraka asked, walking up to him.

"Oh, I asked Mr. Aizawa if I could help out the class by giving you guys someone to practice on, and he said okay."

Her eyes widened before a bright smile took shape.

"Really? That's really nice of you!" Laughing, she playfully hit him on the arm. "I told you you'd make a great Class Rep!"

"Shimura," Someone called, and Midoriya felt his face heat up some when his eyes landed on Yaoyorozu. "What's your plan for the seating arrangement?"

"Seating arrangement?" Looks like Uraraka spoke too soon, Midoriya thought bitterly. "I.. I think for now we should just sit where we want, and focus on having everyone board in an orderly fashion."

The pretty girl looked thoughtful for a moment before giving a begrudging nod. "That will probably be best until we know the layout of the bus, uh.."

She patted her thigh awkwardly before her face blushed. "Erm... Shimura, do you think we could meet after class later today? It will be necessary that we be able to contact each other as Class Representatives."

"Oh! Yeah, totally." Midoriya rubbed the back of his neck, "How about the entrance? Would that work for you?"

Smile softening, Yaoyorozu gave a nod before she turned on her heels. Most likely to encourage everyone to board 'in an orderly fashion' as Midoriya had so expertly suggested.

"-I don't know," Kirishima began. "Shimura and you have some pretty flashy quirks. Great for hero-work."

Cracking an eye open, Midoriya looked over at his classmates who were currently having a conversation about who would be more popular as a pro.

"Yeah, but we all know if we're basing this solely on flashiness, Todoroki has it in the bag." Kaminari laughed, "He's such a powerhouse."

"If Bakugou wasn't such a creep, he might end up popular too."

"Ugh," Kirishima groaned. "Don't remind me of him, he's super unmanly. It's like I was saying the other day, it just goes to show some people shouldn't have power."

"It's a good thing Shimura has some sort of invincibility quirk." Ashido fluffed up her hair. "If it'd have been Uraraka out there she wouldn't have-"

"-Don't say it." Iida held his hand up, "I am perfectly aware of what I almost allowed my teammate to do."

"..Iida that wasn't your fault."

"Wasn't it..?" Iida sent a furtive glance in his direction, and Midoriya promptly feigned sleep. "I knew he had some sort of fixation on our Class Rep. I should have done something, gone to a teacher- or chased after him during the Combat Training to make sure he didn't do anything-"

"Bud, I know it sucks but sometimes these things just happen." Kaminari cut in, "Bakugou is a dick with a personality comparable to flaming hot garbage roasting in a sewer, his actions are his own and there's no use in you feeling responsible."

Midoriya heard Iida heave a sigh, "..I guess you're right."

A clapping sound, like someone hitting plastic (Kaminari must've hit Iida on the shoulder) was heard. "You know I am, plus he's fine! The only thing keeping him from joining us fully is Recovery Girl being a worry-wort."

"I heard she can heal shattered limbs in seconds!" Ashido exclaimed, and the conversation diverted over to the wonders of healing type quirks. Thank God

Midoriya breathed a sigh but still felt like a pit was in his stomach. Iida couldn't actually blame himself for that, right? Stifling a groan Midoriya buried his face in his arms, that was not a conversation he was looking forward to.

Midoriya knew who it was before they had even introduced themselves. It was The Space Hero: Thirteen!

"Hello everyone, I've been waiting for you." Inwardly smiling at the reaction they got, Thirteen gestured towards the USJ. "I can't wait to show you what's inside."

Following Thirteen, Midoriya couldn't help but feel excited. It was like an amusement park!

Thirteen began listing the areas of the USJ off and explained how they had designed it to help young heroes train their rescue abilities. Hence the name, Unforeseen Simulation Joint.

Walking up to Thirteen, Aizawa asked, "Hey, shouldn't All Might be here already?"

Looking around, Midoriya realized he was right; where was his Uncle? He had left before him, so it wasn't like he could have still been at home..

Could something have happened?

While the literal worst-case-scenarios were rolling around in his students' head, Aizawa scowled. "Lemme guess, he booked an interview instead?"

"Actually, it's something else." Aizawa eyes widened slightly as Thirteen held up three fingers. "Apparently, he did too much hero work on the way over here. He's resting in the teachers' lounge."

Midoriya felt a wave of relief flood his system even as Aizawa called his Uncle irresponsibility incarnate. He was safe.

Turning back to face them, Aizawa called out. "Clock's ticking, we should get started."

"Excellent." Thirteen agreed, turning their attention to them. "Before we begin, let me just say one thing. Or two, possibly three, four, or five."

"We get it.." The class groaned in unison.

"Listen closely," Thirteen held up their hand. "I'm sure you're aware that I have a powerful quirk. It's called Black Hole, I can use it to suck up anything and turn it into dust."

Midoriya nodded, "You've used Black Hole to save loads of people."

"That's true," Thirteen conceded. "But it also has the power to kill."

That earned a gasp from most of their classmates.

"Some of you also have powers that are dangerous. In our superhuman society, quirks are stringently regulated, so it's often that we overlook how unsafe they actually are. Please don't forget that if you lose focus or make the wrong move, your powers can be deadly; even if you are trying to do something virtuous."

Midoriya couldn't help but think back to that night, and how had nearly strangled her.

"Thanks to Aizawa's fitness test, you all have a solid idea of your quirks potential, and thanks to All Might's training, you likely already know how dangerous they can be when used against other people. I want you to carry those lessons with you today; you won't be using your powers to cause harm or attack, only to help. You'll be learning how to use your quirks to save lives."

Taking a bow, Thirteen said. "That's all I had to say, thank you for listening!"

After a few moments of applause, Aizawa kicked off the wall he was leaning against. "Right, now that that's over. Shimura, I want you and-"

Suddenly all the lights in the USJ went out and a hole tore through the fountain. A being seemingly made of purple vapor apparated out of thin air.

A sickly pale hand reached through.

Ah! Shiggy is here and he's about to cause some chaos!

I wasn't actually planning on cutting this in half, but it seemed like the perfect t cliff hanger :) what's going to happen to Class 1-A? Without Bakugou present, will they be able to defeat the league of villains, or will they all meet an untimely end?

Let me know what you think! I actually recently made a Tumblr ( IHateCheddar) so if you wanna show support or just see some of my little doodles then feel free to drop by :) I'll probably mostly use it to answer questions and bounce future fanfic ideas off of you guys

Hope you enjoyed!