HERO ACADEMIA - SMILE SMILE SHIP START!

A Hero Academia – Love Live Sunshine Crossover by RougeBaron

Author's Note

Second story of Hero Academia – Love Live Sunshine crossover, sequel to Aishiteru Banzai

The story is mostly inspired by Aqours newest song Smile Smile Ship Start, but it also draws inspirations from movies / stories:
- Love Live Sunshine The Movie Over The Rainbow
- Speed 2
- Poseidon Adventure
- U-571
- Down Periscope
- Split
- Gundam SEED

The story picks up where Aishiteru Banzai left, January to February. If you follow Hero Academia manga (*spoiler* for anime followers), there is nothing going on between January to March, so this story is perfect to fill in the gap for a few certain UA 1st-year students. The Uranohoshi girls don't do much either during this time period except practicing for their big Love Live Festival in March. But that doesn't mean they can't have a little detour of 'fun', does it?

So I hope everybody enjoy this story. I know I will have fun writing it.

My Hero Academia and all its components are copyright of Kohei Horikoshi, Shueishia, and Bones.

Love Live Sunshine and all its components are copyright of ASCII Media Works, Lantis, and Sunrise.

All rights reserved.

PROLOGUE

Nagoya Prison,
Miyoshi, Aichi Prefecture,
January 18

Detective Naomasa Tsukauchi pulled his long coat tighter as he walked through the long corridor of Nagoya Prison. Steam wafted from his mouth into the cold January air, intensified by the metal wall. The sound of his shoes bounced off the wall, creating eerie echoes throughout the corridor. Yet none of them distracted him from his thought. He was immersed deeply in his own world, where justice reigned and people – all people – lived in perfect harmony.

*Name: Naomasa Tsukauchi, Detective
*Quirk: Polygraph
*He can tell if someone is lying or telling the truth

At the end of the corridor he pressed a button, which triggered a loud horn. A few seconds later an officer opened the door and let him in. He put his name on a record book then went through another door, guarded by armed guards. Inside the door was a prisoner sitting on a chair. His hands were handcuffed behind his back, and his ankles were chained to the floor. His face was unkempt. His hair was disarrayed. Yet with all those discomfort and restraints, he managed to shoot a derogatory smile at Naomasa.

"I have news for you, Jakku," Naomasa put his hat on the table in front of the prisoner. "Keisatsu apprehended two more members of the Blue Cosmos. Sansa Tamakawa is processing them now, and we both know how 'persuasive' Tamakawa-san can be."

The Blue Cosmos group had been a thorn in Japan's flesh for far too long. They were a group of quirkless ultra-nationalists who do not like people with quirks running the government. Blue Cosmos thought that people without quirk was the true native of Japan, and people with quirks should not sit in the government. They made their voices heard by bombing government facilities all over Japan.

"Why do you think I care?" the prisoner called Jakku sneered.

"They'll talk. They'll testify against you. They'll testify against the Blue Cosmos. The Blue Cosmos is going down, and your days of bombing government facilities are over."

"Then why are you talking to me?" Jakku's grin swelled wider. "You get the wrong man. I suggest you do your homework before throwing out claims with no base grounds."

"Perhaps you should be the one doing homework," Naomasa leaned on the table. "I know when people tell the truth and when they lie, and I know you are lying through your teeth."

"You do?" Jakku met Naomasa's stare with equal intensity. "What, you think you're some kind of jedi, telling people who's telling the truth and who's lying? I'm a bakugeki-no-jutsu-ka! Mind tricks don't work on me!"

And it was bothering Naomasa that Jakku's assessment about him was actually accurate. He knew Jakku was a member of Blue Cosmos, the most prolific bomber in its lineup. Yet somehow he could tell the prisoner was telling the truth. He would've thought that Jakku had something to jam his quirk, like Eraser Head's quirk-nullifying action, had not been that Blue Cosmos despised the use of quirks.

"I'm gonna cut you a deal," Naomasa leaned toward Jakku. "What you've been doing is treason, and the maximum penalty for treason is death. But give me the names of Blue Cosmos operatives, where to find them, their next strikes, everything you know about them, and I'll make sure you get life instead of death."

"When a lawman tries to cut a deal with his prisoner, he is mostly clueless," Jakku let out a curt chuckle. "You have nothing on me, and you know it, and that makes you nervous. So you're fishing in muddy water."

"I have more than you think," Naomasa ground his teeth. "I have the power to grant you miserable life, and I have the power to make your life easier for the rest of your prison time!"

"You don't even have the power to save yourself!" Jakku's voice reverberated like a those of a beast. "You have been defeated, and you're going to pay for your weakness… if you stay in Keisatsu after today!"

It took Naomasa a few seconds to realize what Jakku was implying, and when the door suddenly blasted open, he knew it was too late. A man with black coveralls busted into the room, swinging a baton he snatched from the two guards at the prison guards, who were sprawling unconscious on the floor. Naomasa drew his sidearm but the baton struck his temple first, twisting his head 90-degree to the side. The world around him turned into brilliant fireworks, then funneled down into dark abyss.

Naomasa didn't know how long he was out. When he got his vision back, the room was already empty. The table and the chair had been overturned, and the chains were all over the place. Outside, the two guards that guarded the door and another guard started to moan and writhe on the floor, just as Naomasa himself.

"Kusottare!" Naomasa pulled himself up and scrambled out of the room as fast as he could. His head felt like doubled in size, but he shrugged it off. He burst through the corridor and out of the building. Jakku and the unidentified man in black coverall, with eerily similar profile as Jakku, were ganging up on the driver of a prison transport truck.

"Freeze!" Naomasa drew his gun but Jakku and his accomplice jumped into the truck. Naomasa fired his M60, emptying the chambers at the white transport but the truck rumbled away unfazed. Naomasa sprinted, trying to jump on truck, but it quickly gained speed and left him in the dust. The tower guards showered the truck with bullets, but the prisoner transport was adequately armored to protect it against hijackers. It rammed the gate and rolled onto the busy street of Miyoshi.

"Stop that truck! All hands, stop that truck!" Naomasa yelled as he ran toward his own car. He called his headquarters as he slammed his foot on his accelerator. "HQ, HQ, this is Detective Tsukauchi! We have a breakout at Miyoshi! Suspect is Jakku Mitsuragi of the Blue Cosmos, accompanied by an unidentified accomplice! They are hijacking a prison transport with possible weapons inside! Consider armed and extremely dangerous! Need immediate support, I repeat, I need immediate support!"

"Ryokai, Detective, help is on the way!"

The truck swerved erratically in the busy street of Miyoshi, leaving a swath of destruction in the process. Its armored carapace protected it from multiple crashes as it bulldozed multitude of vehicles. Cars and busses were tossed aside, crashing onto each other in total mayhem. A few police cars set up a roadblock on an intersection, hoping to stop the rampage. The prison truck just blasted straight through the roadblock, hurling police cars onto the sidewalks. Screams of fear and panic were drowned by sickening screeches of tires and grinding metal.

Naomasa weaved every which way as he dodged flying debris. A car part the size of his shoe pelted his front windscreen, turning the smooth surface into millions of splinters. Grinding his teeth, he took off his coat and tore down the broken windshield to get a better sight of the vicinity. The carnage turned his stomach inside out. He wondered how much the Police Force had to pay for the damage and medical cost for civilians that were dragged into this mess.

The truck kept steamrolling through the streets, but from the path it took, Naomasa knew it was going to Mikawa-Anjo train station. He quickly called HQ. "This is Detective Tsukauchi! Target is going to Tokaido Shinkansen at Mikawa-Anjo! Do not let them get into the train! And can somebody get a hold of the Pro Heroes?! Where are they when we need them?!"

"Ryokai! Pro Heroes Chargebolt and Pinky have been dispatched for support!"

Getting into the highway, the truck shifted to high gear like a mad bull that even the greatest matador couldn't best. But as it got close to Mikawa-Anjo train station, Mina Ashido, the Pro Hero Pinky, braved the charging truck in the middle of the road. Her pink skin and hair, dark rectangular eyes, and turquoise bodysuit were in contrast with the drab grey environment.

*Name: Mina Ashido (Pinky)
*Quirk: Acid
*She can produce acid from her body parts, with tailored viscosity and acidity for various situations

The truck roared in murderous dash, trying to run over Mina. But seconds before the truck rolled over her, Mina skidded away, leaving a large puddle of acid in the middle of the road. The acid geysered as the truck mercilessly went through the void where Mina stood before. The corrosive acid ate away the rubber tires of the truck, and in less than 30 seconds all tires melted, leaving the metal wheels grinding against asphalt. Sparks burst as the truck started to lose control.

"My kinda girl!" Denki Kaminari a.k.a. Pro Hero Chargebolt watched from the distance. His two-tone hero costume blended well with the environment, but his blonde hair with bolt mark on the right side made him look like a match stick with burning flame. "Now it's my turn! Stand by for 1-million-volt super awesome badassness!"

*Name: Denki Kaminari (Chargebolt)
*Quirk: Electrification
*He can produce great amount of electricity and emit it over a large distance

Denki shot a few discs from his arm that stuck onto the side of the truck. He extended his arm forward and a surge of white charge whipped from his fingers, striking the discs. The electric shock disabled the truck's electronics and overloaded the engine. A massive fireball split the truck at the hitch. The cab rolled on its side toward the train station while the trailer curved to the other direction, mowing down dumpsters and garbage cans that were stacked on the side of the street.

Naomasa pulled over next to the cab section, only to see Jakku, seemingly unhurt, climbed down the cab and sprinted toward the train station. He drew his pistol, but he already exhausted the ammo. He ran after Jakku, but the prisoner was too far ahead.

"Stop him!" Naomasa yelled at the cops that started pouring into the area.

"I'll get him!" Mina slid on a long swath of acid like a rollerblader. People screamed and jumped out of the way, giving Mina access to quickly close the gap with Jakku. But just as she was about to grab Jakku's shirt, the villain jumped into the train station, jam-packed with travelers.

"I'll fry the sonofabitch!" Denki sprinted following Mina into the train station.

"NO! No, no!" Naomasa held him back, aware of the potential damage Denki could cause in a crowded place like the train station. "Go check the cab! There were 2 of them, but I only see one out of the cab!"

Naomasa rushed into the station waving his badge, bypassing the turnstile, and going straight to the platform. Mina was standing on the platform, watching a shinkansen going farther and farther as it picked up speed.

"I'm sorry, Detective, he jumped into that train," Mina stated morosely. "I am not fast enough to keep up with him. I wish Iida were here."

A string of curses slipped past Naomasa's lips before he regained composure. He massaged his temple, trying to figure out the next possible move to capture Jakku, but the next best thing was to intercept Jakku when he got off the train. The problem was, there were train stations between Mikawa-Anjo and the final destination.

"I need to talk to the station manager!" Naomasa rushed upstairs to the office. He barged into the control room and gathered everybody around. "The train that just left… where is it going?"

"Tokyo, Detective, it's going to Tokyo."

"There is a dangerous terrorist in that train. Alert all stations between here and Tokyo to direct that train to a clear platform so Keisatsu can intercept the terrorist before he can escape into the crowd!"

The station crews punched some buttons and made phone calls, and the station manager came up to Naomasa. From the look on his face, Naomasa knew something was not right. "All stations will comply, except Shizuoka. Two platforms are being repaired. They are short on platforms. I'm sorry, they can't do it."

Naomasa studied the route for a little while, then pulled out his cellphone. "HQ, this is Detective Tsukauchi. Direct all effort to capture Jakku Mitsuragi at Shizuoka. It's the only station for Tokaido Shinkansen that does not have extra platform to isolate Jakku. Except heavy interaction with travelers. Also, put Shizuoka Prefecture in high alert. Coordinate with local police. I'll be there as soon as I can."

Naomasa straggled out of the station control room, back to the street, where Denki and Mina waited for him. "He's gone," he sighed exasperatedly. "There's nothing else we can do. What about the other guy? His accomplice?"

"I checked the cab," Denki reported. "There's no sign anybody has ever been there, as if the bandit was traveling alone. If there were two of them, either the other one bailed out before they got here, or got vaporized."

"Chikuso!" Naomasa ground his teeth. "This is getting out of hand. Now both of them are at large."

"I wish we could be more helpful," Mina muttered.

"You helped everything you could. Just pray that we can get them before they bomb another government facility and hurt innocent civilians. Too much blood has been spilled because of this quirk–no-quirk nonsense. We have to end this… now!"

Translation

Keisatsu: Police Force

bakugeki-no-jutsu-ka: Practicioner of the art of bombing. Made-up Japanese word (there is no such thing as 'the art of bombing' :LOL:)

Kusottare: Japanese curse

Chikuso: another Japanese curse

Ryokai: Okay. Roger roger. Affirmative. Aye aye, Matey.