Okay, back for Round 3 in this.

Song for this chapter? Smile Bomb aka Yu Yu Hakushou OP1. Throwback eh? Well I just finished a reread of it, and this song was just stuck in my head after reading it. Still a really good series, even though I didn't grow up with it in the nineties, it still holds up even in 2021.

The nostalgia is strong with this one...

Schedule is still 2 weeks for a chapter, despite this early chapter by a week. It will be slower in June because I have important mock exams so bare with me on that, though I can promise that afterwards all I'll be doing is going to be writing this fic. So there is a positive somewhere!

Haven't been watching MHA s5, just don't really care about the joint training arc, but when MVA starts, I'll start watching again. But, Horikoshi does have me intrigued with the current direction in the manga.

Still, planned a lot of this fic for the chapters. Chapter 8 will start the beginning of the UA exam, so keep that in mind. These aren't just filler characters, at least not for Sora. They won't change the plot, but they change Sora, who conversely changes the plot because of his experiences.

So please do keep that in mind! :)

Thank you all for once again reviewing, favouriting and following. I'll answer the questions at the end of the chapter.

Onto the chapter!

Recap:

Yo, Sora Yamazaki is the name, and being a Hero is the game. Only now I have to fix a friendship between Sakura Ikari and Keiko Uzumaki, two girls that are pretty cool. With the help of Sakura's brother, Shirou, will I be a Hero and save the day, or give up like the loser I was? Honestly, I don't know. But at least the two girls are cute-

Tie?

No tie.

That meant no suit either, which was fine with me. Just a grey jumper, some black cargo trousers and white shoes.

Yes, that was my outfit for tonight. Looking at my blue wavy hair, I cursed. It looked tacky, and made my outfit completely ruined which is why I chose to wear a beanie, maroon red this time.

Impressions had to be made, and Red is the colour of war...

Wait, it was, wasn't it? Fuck, no time to change the beanie. I had to go to the general store opposite the street to even buy it in the first place, let alone get another.

Emiya-Sensei would have another fit.

Shirou, bless the boy, was arguing with his sister over what to wear for the dinner. After all, the dinnerwas an important part of our plan. Our plan to get back at Keiko, mostly Sakura's, but neither Shirou nor I protested. Would have been more trouble then it was worth, after all Sakura was practically impossible to bargain with when her mind was set to it.

After I suggested that we become friends, she had to take it a step further. 'Noooooooo, it's not enough!' Was a common complaint she yelled at me. Honestly I was surprised she didn't use her Quirk to tickle me into submission.

Still, it was time for war.

Sakura was wearing a nice and elegant yellow dress, with a denim jacket. Some nice white shoes completed her look, while her brother was a mess.

One look at Shirou Ikari, and a fashion designer would be tearing their hair out in anger, confusion and most importantly, envy. Shirou had picked a bright pink shirt, light blue trousers and black and orange shoes. By all accounts he looked like someone on the character customisation screen during new game plus, yet he somehow pulled it off.

It suited the Ikari boy in a way I had never seen before. Was he sure his Quirk wasn't the ability to wear anything and look good?

"Shirou... you wear that to the dinner and I'll hurt you." Sakura quietly said to her brother, with a psychotic smile on her face.

Scary.

I nodded with her, just so she wouldn't get on my case. "Yeah, what your sister says. You look like a insane person just suggesting that." I lied easily. Sakura nodded with my statement, her arms folded as she continued to sprout fashion advice. I was half listening to her voice as I walked to our balcony, and though about her.

Keiko...

I had a hard time believing she could be so nasty. They were friends, and from the look of it good friends. If their fallout was that big, then something bigger must have gone wrong. Whatever Keiko said, something she didn't want me to repeat, something that she clearly regretted wasn't the main reason as to why they were still in conflict.

That was the more important thing here, find out more of the truth and use that to my advantage. The boiling point was already reached between the two, and I didn't want this work experience to have that frosty tension in the air when doing actual group tasks, less we fail...

Not to mention once we got back to school. No longer the delinquent, I had the chance to increase my reputation correctly. That was not going to be halted due to a grudge between two parties, nor my laziness to not help the problem.

Shirou agreed with me, silently he and I had our own objectives. Make sure that Sakura and Keiko make up, or at least get over what happened between them. No doubt a strong challenge due to... Sakura's personality and Keiko's passive aggressive nature, but it was doable.

Twelve percent?

No, more of a twelve point five percent chance of success. Still better than zero, just not by much. Eventually, Shirou asked to burrow some of my clothes and I happily agreed. He was my first male friend in this world, something that both wowed me and made me depressed at the same time.

I really needed to work on my social skills if I wanted to be a hero, not to mention my combat skills. While I wasn't aiming to be the best of the best, at least competent enough to pass and get into 1A was my goal here.

It was feasible at least.

And it all started with the small step, right here and now. My future rode on this, after all of I couldn't help a friend, and maybe another friend then how could I call myself a hero-to-be?

After Shirou got changed into a navy blue t-shirt and some jeans, we left the hotel room. Sakura tried to keep calm and collected, yet to me and Shirou she looked constipated, something that we both got glared at after pointing it out.

"Honestly, it's only been a few hours and you two are making such juvenile behaviour. Good grief." She complained as tried to swat us. Unfortunately, I was a step ahead of her, pulling Shirou in front of me to receive my slap.

As Shirou rubbed his face after 'sacrificing' himself for my sake, we eventually went downstairs to see the rest of our classmates waiting for us.

Renji was mucking about with Genji, Kenji speaking to his girlfriend, Saki, who was lightly blushing. Renji wore a matching t-shirt with Genji, their rugby uniform from school, while Kenji was wearing a nice blue shirt and some suit trousers.

His counterpart, was wearing a skirt and a green hoodie. On the other side to them, Denji was on the phone to someone, while Makoto and Keiko talked excitedly about something.

Denji was wearing a red and white tracksuit, whilst Keiko was wearing a similar looking dress to Sakura's, only with some flowers on top, while Makoto was wearing a white t-shirt and jeans.

Our teacher, however, was no where to be seen. Bastard probably fell asleep...

I sighed as Shirou and Sakura stayed close to me, no doubt making the wheels turn in Keiko's head as she gave me a curious look, as if she was confused as to what I was trying to accomplish. "Hey, Sora." Shirou whispered to me. "What food do you think we will be eating? Italian again, or maybe French?"

I clicked my tongue, before replying "Honestly, I don't know. I wish it's Italian to get another pizza, but I severely doubt it. Plus that Italian place was expensive, I'm thinking more of a ramen stand for dinner."

Shirou nodded as he pulled out his phone, nearly dropping it in the process. Opening up the maps app, we both scoured the local area for restaurants or stands that we could go to.

"See that? Three ramen stands around the corner, one of them being rated four stars. There is a possibility we could go there." I said the time Ikari boy, who muttered in sadness "I really don't like ramen."

Oh.

"Well that's not a problem," I said to him, pointing to another location. "That looks like a semi-normal restaurant. Three star rating, and cheap prices. I'm sure we could go there as well."

He managed a weak smile at that, which really made me wonder. Why did he hate ramen? I mean I didn't like miso soup, to me the broth was way to strong for me to enjoy-

Oh, that makes sense.

We patiently waited for our teacher to show, Shirou and Sakura arguing over whether or not he had good fashion sense, before it evolved into who was better when it came to designing items. Their antics brought a smile to my face, it reminded me of...

It reminded me of my old life. Constantly bickering with my older sister, and fighting with my younger brother.

It was nice.

Eventually, our teacher arrived fifteen minutes late to the agreed time, looking as if he had just gotten out fo bed with his crumpled clothes, baggy eyes and just in general rugged look. Not in the good way...

"Sorry all. I forgot about the time. Anyway, come, I hand picked a restaurant around the corner, and made a reservation." I saw Shirou grin at me as our teacher said that, victory. Meanwhile, I was praying that this restaurant had anything other then miso soup that I would willingly eat, eventually we got separated into two's the twins being together, which left me alone with Keiko, who had her brow raised as she approached me.

"Friendly with Sakura and Shirou? What a surprise." She told me, with a small smile. That confused me, weren't they supposed to be fighting?

I rubbed the back of my head and grinned as I responded "Eh, can't always fight with someone. Sometimes ya' got to choose peace." Her face faltered slightly, which meant one thing.

She took the bait.

"Oh? That's an interesting view point Sora-kun," she said to me. "I didn't expect you to be into philosophy." I grinned even more. She was just giving me opportunities, wasn't she?

"Not philosophy, just my perspective on things. What about you?" I replied. She walked next to me as we followed the rest of the group, I could see Sakura sending small glances backwards towards us.

"I too wish I could chose peace. But both parties have to consent to it, not just one." I frowned at that. What was she implying? That someone wasn't going to let the grudge go-

"Listen Sora-kun," Keiko spoke to me, staring right in my eyes. "Sakura and I... it's not something that can be fixed easily. We both want to move on, but we can't. Makoto and Saki, they tried. So did Renji. And they all failed. What makes you think you can do better, honestly? Not to be rude, but you aren't exactly seem like the type to do this."

I nodded.

Naturally she was right, I wasn't exactly the most social person, nor was I the mediator between them. I was an outsider at best, and a prick at worst.

But I had one thing that the rest didn't.

"I'm stubborn as hell." I replied. "I don't know what really happened, but that doesn't mean it should still be going in for more then a year. You two act like countries at war, sometimes it's best to forgive and forget."

Sakura smiled sadly. "I wish I could do that. But I don't deserve to be her friend Sora-kun, but Sakura does want me to be her friend. I-, I can't be her friend. Not after what I did." She admitted to me, taking me by surprise.

Just what did she do?

And Sakura wanting to be friends with her? Well, she did seem erratic and very emotional when speaking about her, she spoke about Keiko as if she still cared about her, as if our plan would finally make Keiko realise to become friends again. Ah, another piece of the puzzle which kept on getting more complex as it went on.

My brows furrowed as I asked "What do you mean, just what exactly happened?" Keiko ignored me, choosing to walk ahead slightly. I frowned.

This was not going good. If anything, I was making the situation worse. Maybe... maybe I should give up? If it had been going on for longer than a year, and their closest friends tried to patch things up and failed, then what chance did I have?

Heroes know when to cut losses as well, right?

You can't save everyone, especially when most people have a superpower of sorts. I mean I was a 'cloud watcher', a recluse who spent more time obsession over trivial things rather then actually socialising. All my fault.

My mind was telling me it was futile, that I should continue to focus on improving myself for the future. Yet, my heart was telling me another story. How could I focus on the future, without living in the present? That wasn't living, was it? I was just waiting for a future moment, over and over again.

How could I improve myself without improving those around me? Yes, I made up my mind as I said confidently to Keiko, "I won't give up you know. Not until something happens, even if I have to be a pain in the ass."

She smiled at me as she replied "I know. Good luck Sora-kun." Grinning, we switched the conversation away from Sakura, and onto what we were going to order at the restaurant.

From what it looked like in the outside, it looked like a gourmet restaurant, which meant that I could order many foods at this place. My stomach growled in anticipation.

I really was hungry.

As we entered the restaurant, we were all directed towards our table. The Endeavour agency we found out had graciously paid for our trip to this restaurant, a reward for after a hard day at work. That was cool, I could just imagine the head boss himself looking at the expenses and sighing once he saw what Renji and Genji were trying to order, one of everything, despite our teachers complaints to order a modest meal.

Unfortunately, our teacher had decided to put is in a sort of seating plan for dinner, which was very poorly thought out. Emiya-Sensei placed Keiko and Sakura next to each other, something that was quickly proven to be a chemical reaction of the wrong sorts with the cold tension in the air nearly zapping everyone's happiness for the night. It made me realise that all of them were close friends before.

Renji going out with Keiko meant that Genji, Kenji and Denji followed their team captain and close friend, and Shirou followed his sister who was close friends with Keiko. Kenji and Saki going out only made the ties between the four girls and four boys much closer, so when Keiko and Sakura fought, it must have split the group in the middle. Saki, Makoto and Renji each failing to rectify the crack that had formed only soured tensions, no doubt causing Sakura to leave the group to stay more with her brother instead.

Makoto and Saki were trying the best for a fight to start, but they were failing miserably as Sakura started throwing barbs on Keiko's fashion choice, something the timid girl did not take too lightly as she commented on Sakura's lipstick, saying it looked "Slutty,". I sighed as Shirou sent me a awkward look that told me everything I needed to know. Today at the work experience was a lucky day for me.

But it wasn't all bad, I could nip this in the bud right here and now. "Oi, Keiko-chan can you pass me the gravy?" I asked. I had ordered a steak and some fries, not my favourite meal, but one I would gladly eat. However, much to my surprise the steak was just as dry as the conversations on this table, and so talking about the gravy would help to smooth the tension, and my steak.

It was a win-win situation, right?

Or at least it would have been, if Sakura didn't decide to reach out the gravy before Keiko and hand it to me. Inwardly, I slapped myself in the face after looking at the grin Sakura gave to me, as if she was proud of herself. Shirou sighed heavily, looking at me apologetically. Plan 1 - Failure. "Hey, Sora-kun asked me, not you." Keiko practically shouted at Sakura, who responded with "So? He got the gravy in the end you selfish bitch. You want everything to be about you, even when passing something as trivial as gravy."

I glanced over at Emiya-Sensei, who was on his second bottle of Sake. Very irresponsible I suppose, after-all we were on a school trip. "C'mon students, let's all behave here. We... We are all adults here." He slurred out, causing Genji to mock him slightly, Renji following after his cousin. This wasn't going good, not at all, as Sakura and Keiko's shouting match had reached an apex I had not seen before, now mocking each other's hair.

"Ladies, ladies," I began. "You both look lovely tonight, however please do remember where we are." Keiko and Sakura looked around to see multiple other people staring at our table, some more angrier then other's, before turning back to me sheepishly. "Thank you," Shirou whispered to me, cracking a smile as Sakura and Keiko ignored each other for the time being.

Finally, some peace and quiet. Now, time to think of a second plan.

Unfortunately, our teacher ran to the bathroom just five minuted after our peace started, and unsurprisingly, tensions flared once again. If only there was a way to separate them...

Oh wait!

"Hey Keiko," I began. "Come with me for a second, just to check on Emiya-Sensei and see what we should do, you down?" I asked the girl. She accepted, leaving the table as quick as she could without giving Sakura another glance, who was glaring daggers at her back, making me uncomfortable. Jeez Sakura, can't you just take a break for a second? Shirou gave me a quick thumbs up, showing he was on board with my plan-

Wait, he didn't know what my plan was, did he?

I mentally slapped myself, if I was going to separate Kieko from Sakura, then Sakura would need to be calmed down, and from the looks of it, the tension at the table was making it impossible for anyone to start a conversation with Sakura without, uhh, being verbally spat at. Oh well, there was no pint crying over plan two, which meant I had to rely on plan three.

Coerce the truth out of Keiko, something that was going to be practically impossible, especially in this time frame. After all, we were supposed to help Emiya-Sensei. After finding him emptying his insides in a staff toilet, me and Keiko decided to wait outside until he was done. For a few second, neither of us spoke to each other, before we both began at the same time:

"So, uhm, how's your food?"

"Why did you call me instead of Sakura?"

We both stared at each other, before I rubbed the back of my head in confusion. "Uh, pardon me?" I asked. "I said," Keiko said, "Why did you pick me over Sakura? She doesn't exactly get along with everyone on the table, apart from her brother, due to them still being friends with me." I hummed in response, yes, that was true. "But," I responded, "That's the point. If Shirou can make Sakura open up to the rest of them while you are not there, then you can be implemented more easily next time."

Keiko rolled her eyes as she teased "What am I? An item to be implemented? Jeez Sora-kun, you have hurt his item's feelings." I grinned at that. "Yeah, both you and Sakura are key items that are volatile together, so if we turn at least one of you non-volatile, then everything will be balanced. Chemistry, right?" Keiko nodded, our teacher's retching being louder than before, maybe we should step in sooner rather than later?

"Good plan, apart from the fact Sakura's personality completely breaks your plan in half, folds it, and then set's it on fire." She told me, making me grin in response. "Can't forget it being sent to space in a rocket." I added, making her giggle slightly. "Ah yes, the rocket, how could I forget Sora-kun." Naturally, she was right. Plan two was second for a reason, it relied on Sakura the most.

And Sakura was well... Sakura.

Despite only being friendly with her for a couple of hours, the girl certainly made a strong impression. I could only guess how Shirou was faring with his sister, if he was even able to spark a conversation between Sakura and the rest of the table, I certainly did not envy his task, that's for sure. Still, it could be worse. Much, much, much worse. Sakura and I waiting for Emiya-Sensei to be finished?

God, that was going to end with a murder, and possibly a life sentence for helping hide a body. "Well," I said, "Nothing better then helping a drunk man to get closer with someone, am I right?" Keiko nodded as she giggled out "Getting closer, huh? Sly aren't we. Still, I hope Emiya-Sensei get's better soon, I can't stand the sound of vomiting, let alone the smell. You are carrying him, you know that, right?"

Oh, oh shit.

Keiko gave me a shit faced grin as she added "You can't expect a lady to do the work. Especially since you want to be a hero Sora-Kun, think of this as training to help people when on patrol." Oh, she's good. I gave her a thumbs up whilst inwardly groaning. How could I forget this? I couldn't stand vomit either, and yet I jumped at this sitauation like a dog.

Touche Keiko, touche.

After Emiya-Sensei cleaned himself up, and the rest of our classmates went back to the hotel, it was up to me to help carry our teacher back to the hotel, while Keiko cheered me on. "I swear... Keiko-chan... if vomit get's on my shoes-" Keiko interrupted me as she said "Come on Sora-kun, we are so close to the hotel! Don't you do soccer? I thought you would have stronger muscles, how can you be a hero when you can't even carry one person efficiently?"

I sighed. "Well hero work doesn't involve carrying a drunk man safely home, let alone a middle aged one." I replied, however Keiko was having none of it. "How do you know what hero work is about? You never know what patrol's might have in the future." I grinned as I responded with a middle finger, making her giggle in response. "How unflattering for an aspiring hero Sora-kun, I could ask that you get fined for treating me, a pedestrian, badly."

I shook my head as I said "Go ahead, although who says I'll be the one that is fined? Isn't it the agencies responsibility?" Keiko shook her head as she explained that it depended on the agencies contracts, sometimes the agency was fined, but other times the hero was directly responsible. "My dad was a pro hero, after he retired he told me all the stories about it when he came to visit."

Ah, makes sense.

"That's nice of him, think you can set up a meeting between me and him?" I asked, "It would be great to ask him any embarrassing stories about his daughter, in addition to information about hero agencies, etc." Keiko blushed lightly as she smacked me on my arm lightly. "C'mon Sora-kun, that's not funny. Anyway, my dad lives abroad with his wife. It would be hard to set up a meeting with him, not to mention it would drive my mother crazy that he would speak to his daughter's friend, and not her." She said sadly.

Oh, her parents were divorced it looked like. That...

"Sorry about brining it up," I apologised to her, looking at her downtrodden face filled me with some guilt. It seems like all I did lately was feel guilty and then apologise, no doubt due to me being insensitive. It was a work in progress. "No need to apologise," Keiko smiled at me. "Unlike others, at least you went out of the way to apologise to me, and earlier on today with Sakura. You know, you really are a decent guy, better than my dad at least."

I winced slightly as I shook my head in response. "Ain't a good guy, not at all. There is a reason as to why I was called a delinquent at like the age of nine, and it wasn't for my pretty face. Still, at least you speak to your parents. That's better than nothing, right?" Keiko nodded. "Yeah, you are right. At least my dad speaks to me, even if it's not often due to his work and the different time zones. Say... aren't you adopted?" She asked me.

Before I could reply, her ears went red as she realised what she said as she apologised profoundly for being insensitive. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean it to come out that way, honestly. I mean like, you are adopted, right? With Miwa Hayate, she is in my art class." I grinned as I replied "Miwa huh. Yeah, we both are adopted. And it's fine, I don't really mind. I never knew my parents in the first place, so it's not really a sore point I guess."

"Still," Keiko said. "Don't you wish you knew your parents?" She asked me.

Honestly, before she asked me that, I didn't really think about it. Some memories of a blond haired woman pushing me away from the hospital was all I had of my mother, and absolutely nothing regarding my father. It was interesting to think about from time to time, but it's not like I actually cared enough. "Nah, not really. They left me, and I like my life the way it is. Miwa, Hinata and Gekko who adopted me. Even now with Shirou, Sakura and you. I guess I never really felt that hole they left in me, or rather I didn't care."

She nodded thoughtfully. "That's pretty cool of you, to not care about your parents like that. Wish I was like you." She answered truthfully, looking up at the night sky, the stars dancing around like diamonds, or something along those lines. "Anyway, it is what it is." She finally said, brushing her hair from her face. "It doesn't matter now, and won't ever." I frowned, just what did she mean? Something else was at play, something that made the usually timid girl more somber than she should be.

"Hey," I said. She turned her attention towards me, and did the only thing I could think of at the time. I grabbed her nose lightly as I said "Ha, got your nose." It was silent as she pouted, touching her nose to see if hadn't rubbed off her makeup, not that she was wearing heavy anyway. From what I could see it was light make up-

My thoughts were interrupted as she suddenly reached out and grabbed my nose, yanking it much more harder causing me to stumble a little. "Ha, got your nose as well. If you want, negotiations can start tomorrow at o-eight hundred hours in order to reclaim our prized noses." She teased playfully, clutching her empty hand as if something was there. I grinned as I replied "Nah, I don't need a nose."

She pointed her finger at me as she called out, "Liar, liar pants on fire!" I shook my head as I grabbed our teacher and pretended to throw him at her, causing her to flinch slightly, before sticking her tongue out to me. "Meanie," She said, causing us to both burst out in laughter. "You know Sora-kun," She began. "Your reputation is very misinformed. Everyone was told about the cold and violent Yamazaki from class E, yet here you are, like a lollipop, nice and cute. Or a prince, from a fairy tale."

I growled slightly. "Oi, I' am not a lollipop, nor cute. I resent that, as a hero-in-training I'm meant to be menacing, not cute. I don't give pedicures to criminals, nor will I give them glass shoes or something" She took off my beanie as she said "There, much better. I think you look more approachable when not trying to hide your hair, it makes you look less like a scary person. I mean it's light blue, who's scared from someone who has light blue hair?" I frowned.

That was the point as to why I resented my hair colour.

"Still," She said, smiling at me. "If anyone can be a hero, it's you, even with your light blue hair. So don't give up yet, 'kay hero?" We finally arrived at the hotel, Keiko reaching the steps as she gave me a peace sign. "Night Sora-kun." I replied back, "Night Keiko-chan." She grinned at that, giving me a wink and a thumbs up, before her face turning into a look of horror.

Emiya-Sensei, in all of his amazing glory, had decided to empty his stomach once again. This time on me.

"See, this is why I hope hero work is nothing like this." I complained.

After washing up, and throwing my contaminated clothes in the wash downstairs, I went back to my room to see Shirou watching the TV in our room. "Ah, you're back. How was it?" He asked me, a shit faced grin enveloping his face. My response was to flip him off, I was not in the mood. I swear, Emiya-Sensei better give the best damned report about me when we get back to school, he better make sure that everyone knows how much of a hero I' am.

"Ha, bloody ha. So funny, have you ever thought of going into comedy Shirou? Think you would be a natural fit." Shirou's grin never left his face as he replied "For real? Everyone always says that I'm bad at jokes, but at least someone appreciates them" I sighed as I plopped down onto my bed, it was nearly ten PM, and my phone was on charge, so I couldn't even use it due to it charging across the room, where the only plug was.

Really bad design choice.

"Get anywhere with Keiko?" Shirou asked me. In response I gave a thumbs up, it was too much effort to verbally respond after he ruined the night for me with her. "Great, naturally Sakura made it so that our plan was dashed on the floor, along with any hope of normality." He told me, sighing heavily. "Jeez, why can't she just accept that Keiko doesn't want to be her friend?"

I shrugged my shoulders. "It's not like Keiko doesn't want to be friends with Sakura again Shirou, it's more that something is blocking them from being friends, like an external force, at least to me. Keiko regrets what she said and yet she still can't be friends? It was like she was being controlled man..." I replied. Shirou nodded thoughtfully as he checked his phone, before dashing it across the room in a mix of anger and surprise.

I raised my brow, amused at his actions.

"Shit, shit, shit-" He whispered as he groaned, punching his bed in anger. "What's wrong?" I asked him. "My music teacher, I forgot she set a homework for us last week and it was a group project. I got partnered up with Jiro-san, and we agreed to split it evenly." I smirked at him, not doing homework? "How bad of you not to submit your homework. Tsk, tsk, even I hand it in on time."

Shirou growled as he threw his pillow at me. "Yeah, har har, funny. Anyway, Jiro-san messaged me like thirty times just now asking for my piece, and I have nothing to show for it. Last time I help around my dad's shop, honest." I nodded. "Fair enough I guess. Anyway, what do you even do in music?"

His eyes lit up as he told me about what he did in music, not that I was fully listening. He started to talk about the technical jargon on music production, which completely went over my head. Symphony? Melody? They all sound the same... "So Sora, what subjects did you pick to study?" Oh, right. My subjects. "Uhm, I picked History since I'm pretty good at it, computer science but that's pretty hard at times. Oh, and Italian, in addition to English."

He grinned as we talked about school for a while, just general topics. Who is the best looking girl? Who would you want to fight? What teacher do you hate? Your teacher crush- Wait what? "Uhm, I don't know about my teacher crush. Aren't they all like middle aged?" I asked, but Shirou shook his head as he described to me his music teacher. Apparently she was young, had nice skin, a good body etc.

I tuned out after he started to describe her hair. I hadn't seen the teacher, so what's the point of the description? Although, by the looks of it, it seemed as if Shirou only chose music to be see the teacher. I sighed as I glanced at the toilet, on the opposite end of the room. I really felt sick, but that meant having to walk which could potentially make me even more sick.

At least that was how science went, right? I really needed to brush up on my Biology when I get back home, I'm not going to fail it again.

"You know Sora-kun, I don't really get why everyone thinks of you that badly. Your pretty short, got blue hair and are pretty calm. It's like the rumours about you are false?" I clenched my teeth as I replied "I'm. Not. Short. Got it? Anyway, the rumours are false, or at least to some extent. They started when I was nine, and people wouldn't stop talking about them."

Shirou smiled sadly as he opened his mouth, but closed it. "I see..." He eventually said. "Mind if I ask why they started?" I grinned as I told all about Miwa, her bullying and me fighting everyone who would bully her, not to mention who just pissed me off. "At the end of the day I wasn't looking to be a 'delinquent', or someone perceived like that. I just wanted Miwa to have a happy time at school, bullying isn't exactly happy, now is it?"

Shirou nodded. "Right. I wish I was like you, but instead you remind me of Sakura." My ears perked up at that, how? Why? "When we were younger, I was scrawny, more nerdy. I even wore glasses, like really ugly ones. People called me weird and picked on me, so Sakura, in all her glory came in and beat them all up. Despite being younger than me, or a girl which made people underestimate her, she still went in to make my life better."

He looked at me, grinning as he said "And that why I want her to be happy. To make it up to her after all these years, after everything we went through. She deserves to be friends with Keiko if she wants, so I'll do it for her." I smiled softly, Shirou and Sakura were good people. Sakura, while annoying, loud, brash, and very aggressive at times, was kind and loyal. Plus a total badass.

Shirou was the opposite of his sister, but similar in her in so many ways. I didn't know them for long, but I already knew, no, I know that these two are my friends. Now, and forever. And Keiko... she was a friend as well. And it was up to me to bridge the gap, to make everything better than before. After all, if I can't save two friends, then how could I become a hero?

"No worries Shirou. We will succeed." I replied, giving him a thumbs up. "I'm sure of it!" Shirou grinned as he responded, "All right partner. Now and forever, cool?" I nodded. "Cool." I was going to succeed, along with Shirou. We were going to get Keiko and Sakura to be friends again, no compromises. I was done being a bitch about it, starting from... tomorrow.

Oh, tomorrow. Fuck. Why couldn't I start now, when I was pumped? Emiya-Sensei, ruining the night, once again.

"So, Sora. What you wanna watch?" Shirou asked me. I took a glance at the TV screen, looking at all the options as I replied "You seen DragonPiece Shippuden?" Shirou nodded, "Yeah that's a classic. What about some new shows, like Candy Flurry? Or Dragon's Paradise?" I shook my head. "Nah haven't seen them, but I read them. Adaptations any good?"

He shook his head. "Candy Flurry yes, but unfortunately Dragon's Paradise sucks, they made it all CG." I winced, that must be rough on the eyes. "Well at least it got an adaptation, Psyten still hasn't gotten one, even after all these years." Shirou blinked as he asked "Wait, you are a Psyten fan as well? I though I was the only one?"

I grinned. "Yeah man, love Psyten. Ya' know when I was younger, I really wanted to be a mangaka. See, I even made three stories based on DragonPiece Shippuden and its characters." Shirou sat up, his eyes wide open as he asked what they were. "See, if I could draw, I would have tried to create three manga. Bleach, One Piece and Naruto. See Bleach is about..."

The birds were chirping, and I was yawning. Shirou was just like me, bags underneath his eyes. We spent all night talking about my three favourite stories from my original life, unfortunately while they didn't exist here, someone did make DragonPiece Shippuden which combined so many Jump stories into one. Here it was regarded as Japan's greatest story, so known that it even had an entire museum dedicated to its creator, which to me was crazy.

Still, at least we got to the agency on time. Our teacher, who unfortunately had to be recalled once Saki Saki told her parents what happened, was replaced with a bright and fresh Fujiwara-Sensei, who looked extra happy to see me. "Ah, Yamazaki-san. I heard about what you did for Emiya-Sensei, and on the behalf of the school we thank you for it."

I yawned slightly as I waved of Fujiwara-Sensei, saying "Nah teach, it was no big deal. Just happy Emiya-Sensei didn't ruin anymore of my clothes..." My homeroom teacher winced slightly, before my brain connected the dots. "Wait, teach, what are you doing here?" I asked. I didn't realise it, but Fujiwara-Sensei wasn't here before.

And if Emiya-Sensei was recalled back to school...

"See Yamazaki-san, the school has decided to cut the trip off. After Emiya-Sensei's deplorable behaviour, we have decided to pull back all students from the trip, not only because of Emiya-Sensei's actions but because... uhm," Fujiwara said, going off at the end as he scratched the back of his head. "You don't have any staff members free?" I asked, making my homeroom teacher to nod his head sadly.

"Yes, that is the crux of the problem. A shame since this was such a good trip for you, but alas the actions of one ruin it for the many. However, I do hope you have had fun." I nodded, elbowing Shirou slightly. "Yeah teach, loads of fun. Even made a few friends." Fujiwara-Sensei smiled softly as he replied "Excellent Yamazaki-san, I hope this continues even when we go back to school."

I have him a thumbs up, before he went to talk to the girls, who looked just as bad as me and Shirou did. Sakura looked the best out of all of them, looking at least somewhat presentable but her hair was slightly in a mess. Keiko looked the absolute worse however, heavy bags beneath her eyes, and looking like the real version of her Quirk, Ghost.

Saki and Makoto were supporting Keiko, who was sipping some coffee. "Yo," I called out, waving to the group of girls, dragging a tired Shirou with me. "Sora-kun," Keiko greeted me, a smile enveloping her face, while Saki and Makoto looked at me grinning. "Was it true Emiya-sensei vomited on you Yamazaki?" Makoto asked me, nodding, she let out a shriek before devolving into laughter.

"Ss-sorry. I just coudn't handle it, the famed Yamazaki being bested by vomit." I scowled at that, who the hell decided to make me famous? It can't have just been my actions, I wasn't that bad, was I? Sakura snigger behind us, forcing me to turn around and stare blankly at her.

"What?" She asked me, failing to keep a straight face. "Stop looking at me like that, is that the expression you used when Emiya-Sensei vomited all over you?"

Ha ha, ha ha. Yes, let's all laugh at the boy who is no scared for life. Ha ha, ha ha.

Anyway, eventually Fujiwara-Sensei gathered everyone up, the 'RKGD' Quadruple looking just as tired as us, probably due to the fact that Renji had them up on the morning in order to do their daily stretches.

Bloody nut jobs...

"So, as I'm your all aware, yesterday, Emiya-Sensei's behaviour was unacceptable, and on behalf of the school I must apologise for letting you students see that side of him." Fujiwara-Sensei began. "Therefore, after today you will all be sent home and will start a normal school day from tomorrow. We just can't leave you kids unattended, especially this close towards an agency, even more so the second best hero in the country." He explained.

Immediately, many of the students were complaining. Saki, Makoto and surprisingly Genji were all complaining about it. "That's unfair Sensei, how can we put this on our CV's?" Saki protested. "But sir, we were having so much fun!" Makoto pouted. "Sensei, this is training for us! We can't just skive it, or else we will be underdeveloped!" Genji shouted.

Fujiwara-Sensei looked sadly at us as he nodded. "Yes, you are all right. It is unfair, however, we simply cannot allow you to be left alone, not only is it highly irresponsible, highly illegal, but it would make your parents worry about you. So please, don't make this any harder then it already has been. The group chorused "Hai, sensei." Some looking more sad than others.

However, I was on the move. My mind was already thinking of other plans to ensure Sakura and Keiko make up, this was the chance. Good luck in school, where everyone else can start rumours. I had to do it now, or never. And it seemed like Shirou shared my sentiment as he gave me a determined look. "Anyway, you will still go to today's work experience, I'll be the one here, but after that quickly go back to your rooms and pack everything up. We will leave at around five thirty PM, so that your parents can pick you up at six."

I saw Keiko sour at the last part, her face looking as if someone had killed her cat. Shirou and Sakura both looked sad at that last part as well, no doubt due to their circumstances. "However, no fear, as long as we can communicate with your parents they don't have to pick you up." Fujiwara-sensei added, brightening the mood considerably. "Anyway's, chop chop people. You start your day in an hour, so let's get some breakfast."

I yawned as I followed my homeroom tutor towards a shop he had found selling breakfast. Despite being in my second life, I still could not wrap my head around the traditional Japanese breakfast, it was too bizarre, and not in a bad way mind you, just different then what I was used to in my previous life. Rice, soup, fish, these were all meals I ate for lunch or dinner but here they ate it for breakfast too.

At least it still tasted nice.

"So, I heard this is your last day here?" Shinso asked us. We nodded, Keiko having told our teacher here about the news. "I see," He said. "That's a shame, I was looking forward to three kids doing my paperwork for me for once, maybe it would have been fully cleared. Anyway's, Burnin won't be here in the morning, but I'll tell her about it soon. I was going to set you some paperwork today, but that wouldn't be fun for you. Uhm, just give me a moment as I think about what to do... Ah, right I forgot." He elder man said, grinning, his hands holding a piece of paper.

"I want you all to think about what you wanted to learn here, and right down your contact info here. I'll keep in contact with you all, with the best of my ability, to keep you updated on new offers or work experiences, like this one, sanctioned by the Hero Public Safety Commission to ensure that even non-heroes can help with hero work, in their own way."

I thanked him as I took the paper. Since I was gonna be a hero, this wasn't going to be all that useful to me, but if it would help me keep in contact with the elder man, it wouldn't be a waste. "I know I only met you all for a day, however building links is very beneficial as I'm sure you know. It wouldn't be right of me to not help the younger generation, especially since most jobs ask for experience, without realising that to get experience you need a job. Highly hypocritical of them."

Keiko and Sakura started to fill in the form right away, pen's already in their hands. I sighed as I got out my pencil case, reaching for a simple black pen. I ticked all the relevant information, before writing down my email and handing it back to the elder man, who was clutching his hair in frustration at the pile of paperwork in his office. I grinned, thank god being a hero meant not dealing with paperwork.

"So, Shinso-san," I said. "What exactly do hero's do in patrols? Say, do they help drunk men go home?" I asked. The elder man turned towards me in confusion as he shook his head. "No...? That's usually reserved for the police, after all Hero's are meant to catch villains, stop crime. The police can handle mundane thing like that. Why did you ask?" I grinned at Keiko, who was pouting slightly as I replied "Just asking sir. Just asking."

Keiko whispered to me "Shoot. I was excited about seeing you help another drunk man, maybe this time in a costume." I replied "Hell no. After him, I'm leaving drunk people alone after this. Never again." Keiko giggled, covering her face as she looked outside the window. "You know, working in a hero agency would be cool. Maybe, when you become a hero, you should hire me."

I blinked.

Then I blinked again.

Huh?

Keiko, having realised what she said, blushed heavily before rephrasing what she said with a slight stutter. "I-I, mean if you ever want someone to work in your agency, if you make one, I'd happily work for it. Just as long as it's not in Musatafu, then you would be paying me extra." I scratched the back of my head nervously as I replied "Yeah sure. If I open one, you will be considered for a position there. Fair?"

"Considered?" Keiko asked, pouting, "Why considered? Shouldn't I get a guarantee from knowing you?" I laughed slightly as I responded by shaking my head. "Nah, I don't want to encourage nepotism. Would make my agency come crashing down. She smiled a little as she replied "What's wrong with a little nepotism? By then, if I get the necessary requirements, then I'll be a perfect fit for the Sora Agency!"

I coughed slightly. "Sora Agency? My hero name is not going to be my first name. Nope, nada, nein. No way in hell am I going to pick that." Keiko faked being sad due to my outright rejection of her suggestion for my hero and agency name, but she quickly got over it once I said that if she got the requirements, I'd take her on. "So, where would you put the agency, here?" She asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders. Having an agency would me a way's off, let aline for me, currently fourteen, to be making plans on. "I don't know," I honestly replied. "But if I did, it would be probably in Tokyo, or maybe here. Anyway's, why don't you want to work here? It's like you dislike Musatafu?" She nodded her head slightly as she overlooked the city from the window. It wasn't a good view, we were just below the middle floor, so the skyscrapers still blocked the majority of out view.

"I just want to get away from home. Go out on my own, and do my own thing for once. No overbearing mother's, just me, my luggage and the wind. Freedom to do what I want, be friends with who I want." She muttered. "Freedom huh?" I said. "You feel like you're trapped in a cage here?" She nodded, her smile not reaching her eyes. "Yes." Was the only reply I got.

I scoffed. "Well if you are in a metaphorical cage, can't I just, you know, break you out?" She looked at me confused as I grinned. Oh, I had a plan. I grabbed her hand as I ran across the hallway towards the lift, Keiko following me still confused. "Where are we going? We still have the trip?" She asked me. I pulled out my phone as I quickly texted Shirou to pack up my things as well, and that I'd owe him, and also to tell Makoto to do the same with Keiko's things.

"We, dear Keiko-chan, are going on a trip around Musatafu." I replied, grinning as I clicked the ground floor. Keiko paled as she asked "A-Aren't we going to get in trouble?" I shrugged my shoulders. "And what if we get expelled Sora-kun? That looks bad on a CV!" I shrugged my shoulders again.

"So what?" I asked. "We'll be fine, it's not like I'm taking you to Tokyo or anything. The worse we will get is a detention, maybe some privileges taken away, like free lunch breaks, and even then it will be for a week max. Trust me on this. Anyway, I'll break you out of your cage, right now. Then you'll understand."

Keiko smiled a little as she remarked that I was now acting like a delinquent, skipping school.

I grinned.

"So Keiko, you know what this is?" I asked.

"...UA?"

I grinned. I lead her towards UA, while I wasn't allowed to go in, you could just stand near it. In fact it was one of the biggest pulls to Musatafu as a city, a chance to see the most famous school in Japan, creating the country's best future heroes. "Yep, and it's also the place I'm gonna go to in the future." I replied.

"So why show me it?" Keiko asked. Ah, ah, ah. There is a method to my madness Keiko-chan. Just wait a little. "What do you want to do in the future?" I asked. She shrugged her shoulders. "I-, I don't really know. Just something far away from this city."

"From your family?" I asked.

She didn't reply, but I already knew the answer.

"Sora-kun, why are we at a ramen stand?" Keiko asked me.

I grinned as I ordered two ramen for us, giving the shop owner a few hundred Yen extra as a tip. "It's food, and I'm hungry. So eat up Keiko. Plus, I really like this place. It's really good when I need to do school work and eat at the same time, my adopted mum knows the owner, so I get a few discounts, sometimes even a free bowl. What about you? Where do you do your school work?"

She shifted in her seat uncomfortably. "At home, my mother doesn't like me revising outside on where she can see me as she might think I'm not revising properly." I nodded slightly. "She want's you to do well? Better than everyone?" Keiko nodded.

"She wants me to be the best in the year, and each time I aren't she lectures me and tells me to try harder, increasing my workload." She admitted to me. "I hate it, I get that doing well in school leads to success, but she pushes me all time time for her own agenda." She said to me, eyeing the bowl of ramen that was placed in front of her.

"Wow," She whispered. "That's big."

I grinned.

We walked as I showed her my home, well from the outside. I didn't have any key's with me.

"A three bedroom apartment? Wow, your guardians must have been living here for years to be able have gotten it, not to mention they must have good jobs to keep it, and then adopt two children and pay for their needs as well."

I grinned. Hinata and Gekko were awesome, weren't they? "Yeah, they are. It still surprises me to this day how much they have done for Miwa and I. Still, unlike Miwa, I never really brought a friend home."

She smiled sadly at me. "Same here, my friends were never allowed to come home as it would distract me. I was never allowed to go to their houses either, my mother said she wanted me revising, cramming everything required for me to get into a top university as it was a better use of my time."

I sighed. "That's a shame, I would love for you all to come to my house one day."

"You all?" She asked me.

"Yeah," I said. "You, Sakura, Shirou, nearly everyone on the trip. It would be awesome as hell, super cool. Maybe it could make Hinata not worry about me being anti-social for one."

"Sora-kun?" Keiko asked me. "Where are we?"

We were standing outside the charred remains of my first orphanage. I barely remember it now, not even the faces of the kids and matron who treated me right. The nice ones, who eventually died. "This was my first orphanage," I answered. "Everyone died here when I was small, a villain attack. Freak accident, I was the only one who survived. Haven't been here in years, so I decided to show it to you."

Keiko looked sadly at the sight, burned to bits. All the hopes and reams of the kids at the time, burned to ash. "Why haven't people built over it?" She asked me. "It's a memorial sight, for the dead." She nodded. "Is this why you want to be a hero? To make sure nothing like this happens again?"

I looked guiltily towards the scorched remains.

No, that wasn't my reason. It didn't even cross my mind.

"No," I replied. "It should be, but it's not." Keiko nodded as she asked "So then, what is?" I didn't reply as I grabbed her hand again, taking her up the street towards the hospital. "This was where I was born. My biological mother abandoned me her, my biological father is still unknown to the day." Keiko frowned. "What's the point of all this depressing tuff Sora-kun? I-, I don't understand?"

"That's the point Keiko," I replied. "It's depressing, it's sad. By all accounts I've had a shitty life, so then why? Why too I act like everything is fine? It's because I moved on. And so should you Keiko, forgive yourself when it comes to Sakura. Everyone want's you two to be friends again, even Sakura herself. and so do you, so why do you keep on thinking that you aren't good enough?"

Keiko trembled as she replied "Be-Because I'm not." I shook my head. "You are."

"I'm not Sora-kun, stop trying to be funny."

I shook my head once again, "I'm not being funny Keiko. You are, whatever happened between you two is over and forgiven. So tell me why you still believe you aren't?" Keiko shook her head as she kept repeating the same words. "I can't, I can't, I can't. I'm a bad friend Sora-kun, I can't just be friends with her again, I just can't-"

I interrupted the girl. "Because you feel guilty that you listened to your mother?"

She looked at me in shock. "How did you..?"

I scoffed. "Keiko... How could I not know? It was obvious, ever since you talked about your parents. You talked about your mother as if she was scum, as if she wanted you to be better than her. 'Overbearing', 'freedom to choose my friends', the way you said everything was a clear. Your mother forced you to stop being friends with her, right? So you listened to her for once because you were jealous of her having a good dad, you made fun of her mother and it went to plan. But she still got higher grades than you, she still beat you and that made your mum angry."

I paused, no, that couldn't be right? "No, it made you angry didn't it. You listened to your mother, believing that it was right. That's why you feel guilty, isn't it? She tore you two apart so that you could do better, so that you could 'Show your father' or something, that he made the wrong decision. It was never about you, was it? It was about self gratification, that's why you feel guilty. You tore apart your own friendship for no reason."

"Stop," Keiko said. "Stop, please Yamazaki, you already know, so why bother? Why can't you-" I cut her off. "Save you? Save you from your birdcage? Like a prince in a fairy tale, coming to save the day? That's what you want right, that's what you were hoping for as you gave me all these hints? Keiko, I'm not a prince." I said.

"Why not?" She asked me. "Why can't you save me? you wanted to be a hero right? Why can't you save me? Save me unlike my father, save me unlike everyone else? Why are you just telling me what a screwup I'am?" She screamed at me, tears in her eyes. "Why-, Why can't you just be the prince? The one that saves the day?"

I pulled out my phone, handing it to her.

"Because the only one that can save you, is ultimately you. I'm not gonna comfort you, say it's okay, say everything is going to be fine and sort it out for you. Life is hard, it's shit. So do something about it yourself, if no one is going to be your prince, then become one." God, I sound so stupid right now, like one of those shitty motivational speech giving people that say 'You can do it', or something.

"But," She began. "What if they reject me? What of she hears about the truth and doesn't want to be my friend? Or everyone else?"

I grinned.

"I'll be your only friend then, at least you won't be alone, right?"

Her eyes widened in shock. "Y-you?"

I nodded. "I don't mind being ridiculed, being picked on. I was a 'delinquent', the bottom of the barrel in terms of school. People either disliked me, or were afraid of me. Usually a mix of both. But I'll be damned if I allow my friend to be picked on alone, with no one there to support them." I held the phone out in front of her, Sakura's contact number on full display.

She eyed the phone. "What if I don't call? What if I go home and pretend this never happened?" She asked me. "What if I go and be my mother's little pet?"

"You won't." I replied. "Why would you do something you don't want to do, you already regret listening to your mum once. So why would you do it again?"

"AND HOW DO YOU KNOW?" She screamed at me. "WHAT DO YOU KNOW? YOU-, YOU NEVER HAD ANY PARENTS IN THE FIRST PLACE?" She quickly covered her mouth after the last comment, tears in her eyes as she fell to the floor. "I-, I'm sorry Sora. I-, I'm a screwup. A father that doesn't care, a mother that wants me to be brilliant only so she can gloat towards my father as revenge. I'm even jealous of my friend for having a dead mother, for having a caring father."

She looked at me, defeated. Tears trailing down her cheek as she hugged herself. "He-, Help me."

"Of course I will," I replied. "That's what friends do. And that's why you need Sakura. So take my phone, and call. I promise you, it'll work." Keiko rubbed her eyes with her sleeves, sniffling slightly. "Thank you Sora-kun. I-, I've..." She trailed off. I grinned as I patted her back lightly. "No need to thank me, it's the least I can do. Shirou right now should be working with Sakura, so please go sort everything out. For everyone else who want's your friendship group to be they way it was."

She gave a small smile as she hugged me.

"Thank you. No matter what anyone says, you are going to be a good hero. No, you already are. Sora Yamazaki, the Cloud hero." She told me, grinning slightly. "The Cloud hero? What am I, lazy? And I already said, my hero name isn't going to be my real name. That's a cop out." She giggled. "So then, what is it going to be?" She asked me. I scratched the back of my head.

"...I don't know." I answered truthfully.

"But," I added. "I do know that one day, when I start my agency, you'll be my assistant, handing everything for me." She pouted. "Why assistant? Isn't there any other senior roles?"

I hummed as I said "Let me check," faking my right hand as a phone, pulling it towards me ear. "Hm, mh. Sorry Keiko, the only other option is being the head of the cleaning department-" I got cut off as she hit me lightly in the stomach. "C'mon Sora-kun, isn't there any other roles?"

I smirked as I wheezed out "You can be head of the modelling department, I think that is open." She giggled as she replied "Fine then, I'll be our assistant. But no petty work, you do your own paperwork."

I blinked.

"I have to do paperwork? But I'm a hero?" Keiko grinned. "That's exactly why you do paperwork idiot. Honestly, just how much infortmation do you know about heroes?" She asked me. I sadly said "Not much." She clicked her tongue, "Figures. Anyway, let's go back. And put your phone away, I'm not going to call her."

She turned away from me as she pointed towards the direction of the agency.

"I'm going to meet with her right away and sort it all out, okay Sora?"

I grinned.

"Perfect."

End of Chapter 3!

The final bit I'm not too happy on. I did it to the best of my ability, but that doesn't mean I'm happy about it. I wanted it to be a little bit different, but my vision just wasn't matching what I wrote, so changes had to be made. I hope that it was good enough however, at least good enough to read. I sincerely hope that last section felt some sort of realness to it, as It left me scratching my head towards the end.

I had to reread and rewatch the famous "Help me" scene from One Piece with Nami and Luffy, over and over again to try which was the inspiration for that scene.

So please, do give me some feedback!

Now, everything will wrap up in the next chapter, and I'll also start something else with another character, this one actually important in cannon, and you can probably guess who considering I named her in this chapter.

Now to answer your questions/grievances.

Warlord of Chaos:

Is Sora related to Aizawa's dead friend, Cloud-kun? Idk, maybe, maybe not. Wait, actually I do know. Either way, maybe though how would it work considering he is now Kurogiri? Food for thought. Keiko, the twins, Miwa and everyone else in the trip will keep in touch with Sora. They are friends, I'm not just going to forget them and never mention them again. They have changed Sora, therefore Sora will now change the plot.

That's at least my views on it, it just makes sense. You can not like them mind you, that's perfectly fine, but I do want to have friends outside of Class 1A for Sora, even if they aren't cannon, or involved in the story much, it serves as a link between Sora and the greater world of MHA. That what he does as a hero can affect their lives as well.

And yes, Sora will be training soon. Not heavy mind you, he's not going to be some badass number 1 student etc. His goal is still be a hero to make Miwa happy, and he will do it in the most easy way possible. And I'll tone down the names a bit, I promise.

Doctor Doofinshmirtz:

Yes, chapter 1 did feel forced. I ultimately did add 3k words worth of changes to make it less forced (?) I hope it is enough, but I don't mind adding more things to it, making it more easier to read.

Still while people don't change that quickly, I do want to remind people again that this is Sora's second life, so he is more mature then you would think normally. It has provided him on a greater insight on life than most.

Just my thoughts on it, but ultimately you were right on it being poorly written.

Venomwave:

Not to sure what you mean. Sora was only a delinquent in name.

And yes, he is Japanese, so he is a Japanese MC...

DodemGM

No more anime bingo, no "new" characters from me until well into UA, when I'm going to eventually make up characters for the work experiences etc. And Chapter 8 is when the UA exam will start, so it's really just. short period, however major characters will be introduced in every chapter from now to make sure this feels like a MHA fic despite this weird start. (Ones that are in Class 1A canonically)

Guest

Just thinking about Aizawa and Present Mic's reaction to Sora makes me grin.

I can't wait :)

Cresenes

No, Sora does not have a British accent, but he does speak in British dialect (Football instead of soccer, mum instead of mom etc) Just makes it easier for myself as I'am a Brit, so people wont question why its "mum" instead of "mom".

And maybe he can summon other clouds? Sora doesn't know much about his Quirk yet, and its super fun!

Mataeae123

The main meat of the story hasn't started, so I wouldn't really call that a valid criticism yet.

Horrible personality inspired by another story... Maybe? I genuinely haven't read every reincarnation fic on this website, just mostly ones on the Naruto fandom, ones that INTERESTED ME, so maybe there is one? I'm not in a place to say, so if you think so fair enough. But please do tell me the name of the fic, I want to read it now.

Now the Quirk not being interesting, is interesting (HEHEHEHE) but ultimately, I haven't really gone into what the Quirk can do, and what it does to Sora YET, but I can agree that at first it seems not that cool.

And yes, the main problem is how Sora acts. That what I was trying to say in the first chapter, that he is in the wrong. I don't want any of you to accept his treatment of others as acceptable, as to me it's dangerous thinking that many reincarnation fics fall into. OH THEY ARE OC'S LETS TREAT THEM AS BELOW A HUMAN. Like no, it's a dangerous mentality and was an issue for Sora that he still has to overcome, he isn't in the clear yet.

And please, please, please do not say I'm not trying. Because of that comment you made me change chapter 1 by 3k words, and wrote this entire chapter in a week because you really motivated me, and it's not good when I'm doing school, part time job etc as it really messes up my free time.

I always like to challenge myself, but other people challenging me really makes me try harder than is healthy for me.

And finally,

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Honestly, you are right. They are OC's, and will not go to UA with Sora. You can not care for them, that's fine, but they are important to Sora's growth as a person, who in turn is going to change the plot from MHA as he is a SI/OC reincarnated into MHA. So yes, while all of them apart from Miwa won't affect the story in obvious ways, they affect Sora.

And Miwa I can tell you all with confidence will affect the story through Sora many times. She is basically his best friend who wants him to be a hero, his motivation of being a hero currently is to make her happy.

Now, after all of this is out of the way, thank you all for reading, reviewing, favouriting and following. The support is honestly unreal for just 2 chapters, and now with 3? Honestly, I'm still confused that people want to read about Sora Yamazaki. I expected like 3 favourites even by chapter 100.

SO thank you, all of you! I'll try and meet what you guy's expect, so all I ask is a bit of patience every now and then!

Go review this chapter, and others if you have;t as I seriously want some feedback on all of it. over 30K written and I'm still worried that I haven;t fixed something as it should be, so please do say your thoughts on it, both positive and negative.

This is me, signing out for this chapter.

Will Keiko and Sakura finally be friends together?

Will Shirou complete his music homework?

And will Sora finally be a badass?

Find out on the next chapter... in around about two weeks.