(Kiyotaka Ayanokouji)
"Where am I?" I asked myself as I looked around the unfamiliar room around me. It looked like a normal teenage room, with a bunch of posters of people… in costumes? There were a number of them, and it looked like something you would find in an obsessive fanboy's room.
This definitely doesn't look like my room in ANHS… My room in ANHS looked nothing like this at all. It was very simple, and had nothing extra added, unlike this one.
Getting off of the bed, and walking around the room a bit, I tried to get more information. The more I looked at it, the more it looked like a normal boys room. It had action figures, toys, and even some dirty magazines.
Well, first of all, I need to find out where I am. If this was someone else's room, that meant I was intruding. I didn't know how I had gotten here, but I needed to get out of here – or at least find out where I am.
Walking down the stairs, I noticed the pictures that were hung down the side. They were pictures of a boy with brown hair and brown eyes. With each picture I saw, the boy seemed to be growing older. Yeah, I was certain about it by now – there was absolutely no doubt.
The boy was me.
I didn't remember taking any of these pictures, so it was kinda weird. While I had my pictures taken in the white room, that was only to track my progress and growth. The pictures were not in the joyful environment shown in the pictures. I was also sure that I didn't smile that brightly when I was in the white room.
But the person in the pictures is definitely me, so does that mean that I have been transported into a new body. Something similar to a parallel world? Right as I thought that, I felt the urge to scoff. The white room had drilled into our minds that the supernatural and anything related did not exist. The only thing that mattered was reality itself – believing and relying on things such as "god" would only hinder our growth.
But here I was – so that had to mean something, right?
Once I reached the bottom floor, I was met face to face with an old man. He looked to be in his 70's and had a deep scowl on his face.
"Kiyotaka-boy, what do you think you're doing sleeping so much? You have school today!" The old man yelled, the scowl still present on his face.
"Don't worry grandpa, I'll head there now," I said. It came out almost automatically, like I had done it a thousand times.
Right as I said that, a sudden wave of memories went through me. I felt so surreal, like nothing I had felt before. I didn't know how to describe it, but it wasn't like the memories came out of nowhere, it was like they were always there – but they were kept locked away, or hidden from me.
Kiyotaka Ayanokouji . A fairly normal person. Had a normal family, and had nothing really special going on in his life. He was a bright person, smiled all the time, and was beloved by everyone.
Or at least that was the description before I took over his body.
I don't think I can take over his place properly, I thought. I was none of those things. Bright, smiled all the time, beloved – those were not things one would use to describe me. Sure, I would love to be those things, but I doubted I actually could.
"Hoh, you're being rather polite today, aren't you Kiyotaka? Are you sick? Your voice sounds awfully dull today, almost monotone. You don't have to force yourself to go to school today, you know," my grandpa said, worry evident on his face.
"I'm not sick or anything, I just stayed up too late last night playing video games. I'll be fine in a few minutes."
Well, if you say so then I'll believe you." He paused for a second, "Kiyotaka, if this is about your parents- No, never mind. Have a good day at school."
I nodded to him, and walked out of the house. It seemed that he was worried I was sad about the fact that my "parents" died a few weeks ago. Sure, my parallel self was quite saddened by the fact that they died. In fact, he skipped school for a few days to mourn. He loved his parents very much, and the fact that his parents had died had taken a great toll on him.
Sadly though, I had no similar sentiment.
On the way to school, I was greeted by a girl in a similar uniform to my own. She had waist length blonde hair tied up in a ponytail, and clear blue eyes. She had a heart shaped face, and If I was to describe her – rather than beautiful, she was cute.
"Good morning Kiyotaka-kun!" She greeted cheerfully, waving at me.
"Good morning Mauymi," I responded, using my other selves memories to search her name and details. This girl was Mauymi Sakai, you could call her a childhood friend of sorts. She had always been with my other self, ever since he could barely remember, so that description seemed to match.
She was a fairly cheerful person, not too serious, not too laid back. If I had to describe her in one word, it would be "ordinary". She was completely ordinary. Her family, personality, and even friends were ordinary. She also had a crush on my other self, though he was completely oblivious to it.
All in all, what I am trying to say is, this was my ideal girl. So ordinary, it almost amazed me. How could someone be this ordinary, without even trying?
Lucky.
We walked to school together, making small talk along the way, before she introduced an interesting topic.
"Hey Kiyotaka, remember I was telling you about my sister?"
"Yeah," I answered. In all honesty, I didn't remember. I remembered the major things from my other self's life, such as the relationships he had, but small things such as little conversations and small talk were lost to me.
"Well guess what, she finally got her quirk! I honestly thought she would be quirkless!"
"Is that so, well I'm glad that it came around, it would have been tough for her to live normally if she were quirkless. The suicide rate for them is quite high."
"Yeah, I'm glad too. It's not a particularly powerful quirk, but it's more than enough," Mauymisaid while smiling fondly.
Ah, yes, that was another thing that was severely different about this world compared to my old one.
Quirks.
Superhuman abilities that appeared around one hundred years ago. They were abilities that manifested around the age of 4 and gave the user supernatural powers that were unique to them.
In short, they were superpowers.
Around 80% or the population had quirks, while there were around 20% who didn't. The ones who didn't were diagnosed as "quirkless". Those who had a single joint in their pinky toe tended to develop quirks and those with two joins tended to not. Of course there were exceptions to that.
The fact that this world had something like that proved that I was most definitely not on earth. Well, perhaps it was earth, but it wasn't the one I knew.
Though that wouldn't stop me from pursuing my ordinary life.
Once we reached the inside of the school, Mauymi turned to me and bowed slightly, "Well, I'll see you after class Kiyotaka. Let's go see the new movie today, all right? I heard it was really good."
"Okay, I'll wait for you at the gates after school, all right?"
"It's a deal! See you later Kiyotaka," she said while waving goodbye to me.
I waved back, and headed to class. It was sudden, and I didn't really expect it, but I think I'll enjoy this life.
(Mauymi Sakai)
Mauymi waited outside the school gates, tapping her foot impatiently. What was taking him so long!? He was supposed to be here like 5 minutes ago!
Almost immediately as she thought that, Kiyotaka's figure came into view. He was talking to two girls… or at least they were talking with him. He was trying to act like he was interested, but with that blank look on his face – it didn't look very convincing.
Well, at least that was one good thing about this phase of his – he wasn't paying much attention to other girls. Normally, he would converse with them with a smile on his face, but right now, it looked like he was just minding his own business, and they were troubling him.
He stopped for a second and turned to the girls. It looked like he said something to them – probably telling them he has something to do – and they walk away. Though, they still looked pretty satisfied.
Kiyotaka walked up to her, but before he could say anything, she spoke, "What took you so long?"
"Sorry, I was caught up answering some questions. It seemed like a lot of my classmates were asking if I was okay after my parents died."
"O-Okay, that's fine. Well then, let's get going." She said, and he nodded.
She honestly didn't expect that kind of response out of him. When she normally asked, he would just stammer out an explanation and say sorry. But this time gave her a firm response, nothing like before.
She smiled wryly at that thought. After his parents had died, he had completely changed. First he didn't go to school for two weeks. She visited him a few times, and he seemed really depressed.
Now after two weeks, he had finally come back to school. She tried to act normal around him, but his response sort of caught her off guard. He spoke in a monotone unlike before, and he barely showed any emotion.
She was convinced it was just a phase, and she would help him in any way that she could.
So she invited him to a movie.
Once they reached the theatre, they bought the movie tickets and went into the theatre. She made small talk with him along the way, and she conveniently noticed how he didn't start any conversations – it was just her starting them.
"So what's the movie about anyway? You never did tell me," Kiyotaka asked her.
"I didn't, did I? Well, I don't know much about it either to be honest," she said with an embarrassed face, "My friend just told me it was good, so I decided to go. And what better person to watch with than you?"
Well, she knew it was a romance movie, but he didn't have to know that.
- A few moments later
Holy shit that movie was trash.
That was one of the worst- no, the worst movie she had ever seen.
It followed a married woman with two kids. She was a drug addict as well, but her family didn't know about it. She ran out of money to spend on drugs one day, so she slept with her drug dealer so he would give her free drugs. The woman only meant to sleep with him once, but he took pictures of her, and threatened to leak them if she didn't continue sleeping with her. You know, generic fucking NTR plot.
And then guess what happens next? The woman fucking falls in love with her blackmailer. What the fuck? Why the hell would you fall in love with your blackmailer? That was the dumbest shit ever.
But no, it only got worse. It turns out, the husband – you know the one the woman was cheating on – was the drug dealers boss?
The worst part was the ending. The drug dealers fall in love with the wife(why?), and they commit double suicide together. The husband finds out, and then he commited suicide because he thought he was a bad husband.
Fucking. Waste. Of. Time.
She looked over to Kiyotaka who had the same face on as before – his eyebrows were slightly furrowed though.
"Kiyotaka, are you good?" She asked, her face showing her worry.
Kiyotaka shook his head in denial, "No, it's fine. I was just thinking to myself about the movie, it was quite interesting."
"Wait… don't tell me you liked it!?"
"It was certainly not the best piece of media, but I've never seen anything like it so it was quite interesting to watch."
"What are you talking about, remember that one movie. The one we watched when I came over to your house a few years ago?"
Kiyotaka paused for a second, before he spoke, "I suppose that one fits the bill too I suppose."
"Well, you can agree that it was a bad movie right?"
"Yes, it was not very good."
"Then that's fine."
If he thought it was a good movie, then maybe he was more troubled than Mayumi had originally thought.
She looked over to his face one more time, and saw that his expression still hadn't changed from this morning. It was almost as if he didn't care about anything. It should make me frustrated, that the old Kiyotaka I know and love is changing, but…
Mayumi blushed slightly.
...He's kind of hot like this.
(Himiko Toga)
Himiko looked at the house in front of her, a content smile on her face. Just to make sure, she gazed over to the nameplate, and it clearly read "Ayanokouji Household" on it. Looks like it's the right house, she thought with an excited smile.
She had to be careful though – while she wasn't exactly unknown to the police and authorities, her last known crime was quite a while ago. She was unknown to the point where she could walk outside without much trouble. Of course, there was a chance someone would recognize her, but that was pretty unlikely.
Maneuvering towards the backyard of the house, she jumped over the fence, and landed in the property, barely any sound made.
Climbing the bumps on the side of the walls, Himiko jumped onto the roof and placed her hand on one of the windows. She slowly opened it, making sure to make absolutely no sound, and entered the household.
Right as she stepped foot into the property, she reached into her pocket and whipped out a box cutter knife.
Now I just need to keep the geezer and get out. She maneuvered through the house until she reached the room she was looking for. Opening the door slowly, tiptoed into the room until she was met with a sight of an old man sleeping peacefully.
Himiko smiled wickedly and plunged the knife deep into the victims neck, ending the former hero's life almost immediately. She would have normally taken a bit longer to enjoy her victim struggle, but sadly, she didn't have much interest in old men.
Well, that was one assassination taken care of – she could either leave here, or take care of the optional kill which would give her bonus points.
Himiko looked at the picture of the picture of her other target, and smiled wickedly. He is quite handsome…
(Kiyotaka Ayanokouji)
I walked for a bit before my house reached my view. I had just said goodbye to Mayumi, and I was about to go back home for the day. Though, I would probably be doing an in depth study of this world and the subtle differences and history.
While my other self was good at communicating and all, he wasn't exactly the brightest when it came to academics. Well, he wasn't bad exactly, but he wasn't good either.
I thought back to the movie I had just watched. It was… interesting to say the least. I'd read plenty of books that covered romance and different relationships between humans – but I had never read anything similar to that.
But Mayumi had described it as a "bad" movie. I didn't understand what was bad about it, I enjoyed it quite a bit, but from the reactions of Mayumi and the other people that watched the movie, the general consensus was that the movie was bad. Horrible even.
I sighed, deciding that it wasn't anything worth thinking about. Placing my hand on the doorknob, I turned it, and opened the door. I was greeted with the sight of a dark room with the TV on.
On the couch across from the TV was a teenage girl. Her blue hair was messily done, and she had a big smile on her face, switching through the TV channels. Once I entered the house, she turned towards me, and her smile got even wider.
"You're finally here, I was waiting for so long!" Said the blue haired girl in a cheerful voice.
"Who are you?" I asked. It seemed like the most obvious thing to ask anyway. What was I supposed to do? Say, "sorry for making you wait, lets get our netflix on!"?
"Ooh, my name is Himiko Toga, I'm 17 years old, I like blood and pomegranates… Oh wait, I'm not supposed to tell you things about me. Well, whatever, you're going to die anyway."
"Die? An assassination?" I ask.
"You're awfully calm, but yes, I'm assassinating you," she said, a maniacal grin on her face.
So I'm being targeted for assassination huh? I would have expected this in my old world since I was from the white room and related to him. But in this world? I can't say I did. I was a completely normal person in this world, so there was no real reason to attack me.
"Any particular reason why?"
"Hmm, I guess I'll tell you," Toga reached behind the couch and pulled out a human head. My grandfather's head to be exact, "Your family is dangerous – really dangerous . They are a threat to some people's lives and companies, so they were requested to be assassinated. I simply took the assassination request."
I closed my eyes, "I see."
"You really are way too calm. I expected you to get mad after seeing your grandpa dead… Well, it won't matter anyway," she twirled the knife in her hands a few times, and gripped it firmly, "Since you're going to die!"
Toga lunged towards me, her knife aimed at my left shoulder. It was fast, really fast, but I'd seen faster. I simply sidestepped the attack, dodging it completely and causing her to lose balance.
Almost immediately though, she regained balance, and charged at me again. It seems like she wasn't expecting me to dodge the first attack. This time, she attacked me in less direct movements. Her attacks were polished, and it was obvious that she had been doing this for a while.
But it wasn't enough to get to me.
While her attacks were polished, they weren't perfect. She still left too many openings in her stance, and her attacks had too many wasted movements. Either the people she had been fighting so far were not very strong, or she simply didn't fight too much. Though, for some reason – I doubted either of those were the case.
She stabbed at my thigh, but I simply moved it out of the way, and left a fasle opening in my defense that I baited her to take. I waited for her next attack to come – which was aimed at my face – and grabbed her arm as she attacked me. Gripping her hand upwards, the knife flew out of her hand smoothly. I grabbed the knife with my other hand, gripped it firmly, and aimed an attack at her face.
Though, it looked like she had expected it to an extent, because she did her best to back up and dodge the attack. It was only half successful though, since I still grazed her cheek with the blade.
She backed up a few times, and looked at me with… awe(?)... in her eyes. "You know Kiyotaka-kun—"
First name bias, huh?
"—I read your personal information before I came here. You have a really ordinary background, you know? Average family – though that one is not true – slightly above average quirk, average grades, and you seem to be a pretty likable person. But it looks like you haven't done any combat training at al… so how do you fight like that? Did your parents teach you?" She asked in a creepily cheerful voice. Why is she so happy anyway?
"I guess you could say that."
"Hmm, well you don't have to tell me, it's ok!"
Was I really that bad at lying?
Toga started to come closer to me, but since her body language didn't show any hostility, I didn't attack. "Hey, how about you join the League of Villains?"
"I will have to decline." League of Villains? Yeah, no. That's the furthest thing from the ordinary life that I want.
"Huh, why though? The League is suuuuper fun." Toga looked genuinely confused.
"I would prefer to have an ordinary life. And why are you asking me anyway, I'm not sure an organization full of professional villains would want me anyway."
"For the first point, that would be impossible. Say you kill me here, the rest of the league would get revenge. I know it sounds like one of those super cringy fodder villain lines, but that will really happen. And your family has had a lot of involvement in the underground – or at least from what I've heard – so you will be targeted by other people who are much stronger than me. Regarding your second point, the League would love to have you. You're strong and you're apathetic towards human death. When I showed you the body of your grandfather, you didn't even flinch." She giggled at the last part, as if it were funny – though, it probably was for her.
I thought about my options. I could refuse the offer, and have the league of villains and different assassins on my back, or I could accept the offer and give up my peaceful life for safety. The first option had too many risks for my liking. Unlike my previous world, I wasn't at the near top of this one. There were many people that were stronger than me, and could kill me. My other self didn't want to be a hero, so he never trained his quirk, so that was quite weak too. Sure, my skills were top notch, probably at the near top of this world, but my undertrained quirk wouldn't be able to do me much good.
My choice – though I didn't like it – was obvious.
"I have a few conditions, but for now, I will accept your offer."
Toga smiled, and her appearance started to change. Her facial features slightly shifted, and her blue hair turned blonde. It was like I was looking at a different person.
"Nice to meet you Kiyotaka-kun, welcome to the League of Villains!"
Welcome to my new fic, a Classroom of The Elite x MHA crossover. I didn't want to make a new fic with the ones I already have unfinished, but I just couldn't get this idea out of my head – so I made it. In this fic – if you haven't noticed – Ayanokouji will be a villain. And you know what that means. It means things will get dark. Or at least that's the plan.
There may be character deaths, written out torture scenes, rape, corruption, and a bunch of other things. Of course, that is if I do get that far. Probably won't though since this fic was mostly just an experiment.
Well I hope you enjoyed the first chapter – I definitely enjoyed writing it.