Izumi sat in the hospital courtyard, carefully doing one armed push-ups with her feet straight in the air as a nurse tried to coax her back inside.
"Ms. Midoriya please! You're still injured!"
"Not this arm though." Izumi said as she continued her work out.
"What if you fall!"
"Then I'll catch myself."
"But-"
"Just let her do it." Bakugo growled as he limped over, likewise followed by his own nurse, "Fuck off! I'm just gonna sit out here!"
"Hi Kacchan!" Izumi chirped as she carefully set herself down on her back, sitting up to look at her friend as he gingerly sat down beside her, "how are you today?"
"Fine." he muttered, "what the hell are you doing trying to train while you're this injured?"
"Well I can't just sit around doing nothing!" she exclaimed, "we have to work even harder now!"
"That can wait until you're fully healed, you idiot!" he snapped, thunking her on the head.
'OW!" she whined, "don't be so mean Kacchan!"
"THEN DON'T BE SO STUPID!" he barked.
'You two sound like an old married couple."
Both teens looked to the right, where half of their class was watching them in amusement.
"FUCK OFF! I'M NOT GOING OUT WITH THIS LOSER!" Bakugo snarled while Izumi giggled.
"Hi guys," she said, "what's everyone doing here?"
"We came to see you two of course!" Mina exclaimed as they got closer, "you guys were like dead yesterday!"
"We assumed you wouldn't make it the night," Tsuyu said, "but I'm glad we were wrong.'
"Stupid frog," Bakugo grumbled, "like those extras could've killed us!"
"What did the Doctors say about your injuries?" Uraraka asked in concern, "From here they still look really bad."
"Doc said most of my bones are dust." Izumi said cheerfully, "but with time they'll heal up just fine, hopefully Piccolo will bring me a senzu bean to speed up that process."
"I heard of those!" Hagakure exclaimed, "aren't they really rare?
"Yeah!" Izumi agreed, "hopefully we'll be back by monday! Ready to kick butt and take names!"
"Well I'm glad you're both okay," Iida said, "I assumed the worst when we returned to the uSJ and you both were injured as you were."
"Nah, Bakubro and Midoribro wouldn't go down that easy!" Kirishima cheered with a thumbs up, "I saw Izumi go toe to toe with that monster, and Bakugo got some hits in too! I knew as soon as Bakugo woke up at the top of the stairs that they would be fine! Way too tough to go down that easy!"
"Thanks for the confidence in us!" Izumi chirped.
"Damn shitty hair." Bakugo growled, making the entire class laugh.
"Glad to see you have some friends outside of me."
"Hashiga!" Izumi cheered as Bakugo's old friend came striding in, dressed in his Shiketsu high uniform and followed by another familiar face.
"You!" Bakugo snarled, clenching his fists as Vicky came slithering in behind Hashiga.
"Me…" she said awkwardly as Bakugo stood up, stopped only by Hashiga stepping in his way.
"Calm down man," he said firmly, "she's not a threat.'
"Bullshit! She's the one that paralyzed us-"
"-I know, but it's not what you think!" Hashiga said quickly, "her cousin was blackmailing her into doing that man, she had no choice."
"And I really am sorry about it," she added, then held a hand out, "I'm Victoria Mitsushimi."
Bakugo glared at her, then begrudgingly shook her hand as all of Class 1A took a collective sigh of relief, "you try that shit again and I blast ya ta hell." he growled.
"U-understood." she muttered as her tail unconsciously wrapped around Hashiga, who blushed brightly.
Izumi looked from Hashiga to Victoria and then back, "are you two classmates?" She asked.
Instantly Victoria pulled her tail away from Hashiga, "y-yeah, just classmates," she spluttered while Hashiga nodded quickly, giving Bakugo a half-hearted glare as Bakugo and the other 1A students tried and failed to hide their snickering.
"You must be best friends! Like me and Bakugo!"
"Exactly like you and Bakugo!" Hashiga said with a wide grin as Bakugo began to turn a deep red and 1A finally began to laugh.
"Excuse me." a passing doctor said, interrupting their laughter, "but this is a hospital, not a comedy bar, can you all please be mindful that we have other patients?"
"My apologies sir." Iida exclaimed, bowing to the doctor, "we will be quieter!"
The man nodded, then looked at Bakugo and Izumi, "Pro-Hero Piccolo is waiting in Ms. Midoriya's room.' he said, making Izumi perk up.
"Piccolo's back!?" she asked, doing her best to hobble up to her feet, making Bakugo roll his eyes and help the girl up.
"That he is." The doctor confirmed, walking off.
"I wonder if he brought the senzu beans." Izumi breathed as Bakugo started helping her towards the halls.
"Let's go find out," Bakugo grumbled.
"We'll meet you guys outside if he did!" Hashiga called, then looked at the other students, "So, you guys are first years at UA too huh?"
"That is correct!" Iida proclaimed, extending his hand, "Tenya Iida, Class President of Class 1A.
"Kemuri Hashiga, Vice President for First year Heroics at Shiketsu High." he said, shaking his hand, "gotta say, it's pretty cool to meet you all, heard you guys were in a bad spot a few days back; Master Tien is still recovering."
"You study under Tien?" Ojiro asked in surprise.
"Sure do." Hashiga said with a smirk, "Met him through Bakugo, guys taught me everything he knows, why? You looking to train with him?"
"I was thinking about it, but his style is so different from my own…"
"Walk with me, I think I know a martial artist who'd be able to help ya."
Meanwhile Bakugo and Izumi limped into Izumi's room, where a sour looking Piccolo was waiting.
"Where were you?" He asked gruffly.
"Um...getting some fresh air." she said with a nervous chuckle."
"No, you were training." Piccolo growled, "what have I told you about training when you're injured?"
"To make sure I don't hurt myself more." she droned, already used to this lecture.
Piccolo sighed, then pulled a bag out, "here." he said, tossing it to Bakugo, "Korin was only able to spare two senzu beans this year, so there's no second chances after this."
"Thank you Piccolo!" Izumi cheered as Bakugo pulled the beans out and gave one to her.
"Yeah, thanks." Bakugo grumbled, popping the bean in his mouth, his eyes widening as it did it's work, "alright, that's what we needed!" Bakugo snarled, tearing the bandages off his head as IZumi flexed and broke her casts, throwing a few experimental punches into the air.
"I feel good as new!" Izumi cheered, zooming across the room and giving Piccolo a big hug before dodging his retaliatory strike and went straight for her clothes, already starting to change.
Bakugo quickly turned around, blushing brightly.
"I gotta get out there and start training right now!" Izumi chattered away, giggling as she stretched, now clad in her training Gi.
"Hold up."
Izumi froze, looking at Piccolo, "what is it?" she asked curiously.
"I want you to take the next few days off." he said, "lay low."
"But-but-"
"No buts." he said firmly, "we're still trying to track down Shigaraki, and while I'm sure he won't come after you; I want to make sure before I allow you to start going about as freely as you were before, understood?"
"Understood." she said, deflating slightly, then perked up, "b-but what if I went to UA and trained?"
"UA's closed until tomorrow," he said, "no ones allowed on campus."
"You can work out at my house." bakugo said, still turned around as he fought down his blush, "Moms got her own Gym out back."
"She does!?" Izumi gasped, "That's perfect!"
"It really is," Piccolo sighed, "Mitsuki can keep an eye out and keep you two out of trouble should anything happen, but don't leave the house, understood?"
"Understood.' Izumi chirped while Bakugo gave a grunt of acknowledgement.
"Good, now get out of here."
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Mitsuki smirked as she watched her son touchdown in the backyard with Izumi, both were completely healthy and were bickering about something or other.
"Oi Brats!" Mitsuki called, "I got a surprise for you two, bit of a late birthday present from Bulma."
"What is it?" Izumi asked curiously.
Mitsuki pulled a capsule out of her pocket, 'Step back, "She warned as she pressed a button and tossed it to the ground. One puff of smoke later and the backyard was cut in half by a gigantic spherical ship.
"This is a capsule corp spaceship." Mitsuki began as Izumi began flying around it in wonder, "used by another Saiyan by the name of Goku a handful of years back. It's mostly been dismantled so no space travel." she gave a feral grin, "but, one of the main functions is still intact." she pressed a button on a remote and a ramp came down, allowing all three to walk in, "see, this machine in the center can increase gravity, all the way up to 100x earth's gravity. It's a hell of a work out, and me, Inko and Hisashi once used it; I could only get up to twenty times gravity before I had to tap out." she smiled sadly, lost in fond memories, then looked at both of them and smirked, "but I think you two have what it takes to get to the max."
"Amazing." Izumi breathed, looking at Bakugo, smiling at the awe filled look on his face, "you ready to train Kacchan?"
Bakugo looked over, giving her a toothy grin, "hell yeah I am you idiot."
Mitsuki smiled at the two, "I'll leave you to it." she said, walking out and letting the ramp close as she pulled a cigarette out, "they'll be the best of us, Inko, Hisashi, I just know it." she muttered as she took a puff, "and i'm gonna make sure that they go far...for you two."
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The Next Day.
Izumi and Bakugo limped into class, both pleasantly sore from the previous day's work out.
"Have you two already hurt yourselves?" Momo asked with clear disapproval in her voice, "it's only been a day.'
"We were training all day yesterday!" Izumi said with a grin,, "in a gravity chamber! So we're feeling the strain from it today!"
"Ten times gravity is a fucking chump!" Bakugo growled out as he practically collapsed into his desk, Izumi doing the same right behind him.
"You guys are intense." Tsuyu deadpanned, "you just got out of the hospital, and you're already training?"
"Training to better yourself never takes a day off!" Izumi cheered.
"Hell yeah!" Kirishima cheered right alongside her. "I can't wait until we can all go head to head! I haven't been sitting back twiddling my thumbs either you know!"
"I'll blast ya ta hell too shitty hair!" Bakugo snarled as the door slid open once more.
"Everyone to your seats." Aizawa said as he walked in, his arms in slings, but only a few bandages wrapped around his forehead, "first off, I'm glad to see everyone here, healthy and healed. I also commend all of you for your actions at the USJ; sadly, your fight isn't over."
Everyone in the room tensed.
"The UA Sports festival is coming up."
The class took a collective sigh of relief, talking amongst themselves in excitement at the prospect of a regular school function.
Their relief was immediately thrown out the door as a figure crashed through the window, slamming through the wall in a groaning heap.
"Villains!" Kirishima snarled, already on his feet alongside the others, ready for a fight.
"Relax."
Izumi perked up as a familiar figure came flying into the room, dressed in black tactical pants and boots, with a blue capsule corp jacket over a muscle shirt. A sword slung diagonally on his back, "didn't think I hit the idiot that hard." the boy sneered as he floated over and pulled the groaning villain from the rubble, "sorry about that Erasure." he said, looking at Aizawa, who hadn't flinched during the entire altercation.
"I'll be sending your mother the bill for the ruined wall and window." Aizawa growled, making the boy sweat drop.
"Going home's gonna be such a headache." he sighed, looking at the class, "Oh, sup; never thought I'd see the day when Erasurehead has a full class this far into the semester."
"Hey Trunks!" a new voice called, flying through the destroyed window, dressed in an orange Gi, "you get him?"
"Yeah I got him Goten, told ya not to follow." Trunks said, tossing the guy at him.
"Where's the fun in that?" Goten asked, looking around, "wait...one two three...there's twenty of you here!"
"Surprised me too!" Trunks laughed, both cringing when they felt a deadly aura resonate from Aizawa.
"You're interrupting my class." he growled, eyes flashing.
"Ehehe…right, see ya!" Trunks called, darting out of the classroom.
"Wait for me Trunks!" Goten yelped as he flew after him.
"Who the hell were those two!?" Kaminari exclaimed.
"They just threw a villain through a UA classroom so casually." Ojiro muttered.
"They didn't even apologize." Mina said.
"That's Trunks for ya." Izumi said cheerfully.
"Enough." Aizawa said sternly, making all of them stop talking, "since I know you'll pester me, those two were Trunks Briefs and Son Goten, they're third years from Shiketsu high; and are prone to wreaking havoc around UA, now, let me finish telling you about the sports festival, and I'll release you to training so we can fix the classroom...again."
After classes
"I can't believe those two would just destroy a classroom like that." Iida muttered, as they walked towards the station, "the disrespect to this institution."
"Aizawa acted like it was a regular occurrence." Uraraka said, "maybe they're used to the stronger upperclassmen doing things like that."
"But they aren't even from UA," Tsuyu pointed out, "Mr. Aizawa said they were from Shiketsu."
"Maybe they have a good relationship with the upperclassmen?" Kaminari suggested.
"If that's the case then how come we've never heard of these two until today?" Mina asked.
"Because they were on their internships." Izumi said, making everyone look at her, "they're my cousins." she said, "and Bulma told us they went on an internship in Okinawa."
"They were your cousins but you didn't try to crush them with flying hugs?" Sato asked curiously.
'I was never as close to them as I was Kacchan or Piccolo." Izumi said with a shrug, "they're friendly though!"
"Hey...where's Bakugo?" Kirishima asked, looking around curiously as he realized the explosive blonde wasn't there.
"He said he has something to do before training," Izumi said with a shrug, "figured he was going to see Hashiga."
Meanwhile Bakugo was flying at breakneck speed to the far side of Tokyo, his eyes narrowed at a certain Capsule Corp mansion, his eyes narrowed slightly as he saw Bulma standing at the door, waving at him.
"Katsuki!" she greeted warmly as he touched down, giving him a friendly hug, "it's good to see you outside of family functions!"
"It's good to see you too," Bakugo said respectfully, "I came to talk to Trunks."
"Hmph, that brats gonna give me gray hairs." Bulma grumbled as she began to walk inside, Katsuki following, "can you believe he destroyed a classroom at UA? He doesn't even go to UA! How does he keep destroying things there!"
"He was fighting a villain today." Katsuki muttered, making Bulma groan in exasperation.
"He's every bit a trouble magnet as his father is." she griped, coming to a stop by a heavy duty door, "he's in here training, try not to surprise him, he tends to attack anything inside."
"Thank you." he said as she walked away, with a sigh Bakugo opened the door, almost instantly having to dodge a Ki blast.'
"Whoa! Sorry there!" Trunks called as he turned the target bots off. Flying down to land in front of Bakugo, 'Haven't seen you in a while." he said dryly.
"You saw me today," Bakugo grunted, "when you crashed into my classroom."
"Huh? Oh yeah you were there!" he said in surprise. "Surprised Aizawa didn't expel you and half the others in that class, but what are you doing here?"
"I came to ask you to train me." he said, making Trunks narrow his eyes.
"And why should I?" he asked, crossing his arms, "a few months ago you showed disdain for anything to do with Ki or our martial arts."
"Things have changed." Bakugo growled, "are you going to train me or not?"
"Huh, I won't train you," Trunks sneered, "especially since you made my cousin cry."
Bakugo flinched at the reminder, "I made mistakes…" he muttered, "I'm making up for them now."
"Not enough in my opinion." Trunks scoffed, "from what I hear you still treat her like shit, calling her names, yelling at her; she deserves better than you as a friend."
"Don't you think I already know that!?" Bakugo snapped.
"I don't think you do." Trunks said, turning away from him and walking away.
Bakugo clenched his fists, "what if we made a bet?"
Trunks stopped, "I'm listening."
"We have a match, you win, I'll give you anything you want, I win, you train me."
Trunks laughed as he turned back around, "you wouldn't be able to get a single hit on me." he said, "and you're playing into the delusion that you would be able to win?"
"You scared?" Bakugo taunted.
Trunks made an amused noise in the back of his throat, "you know what? Fine, let's make this bet, you get three hits on me, three, and I'll train you, But." he started, as Bakugo began to grin, "if I win, if I beat you, then you quit UA, and give up your dream of being a hero."
Bakugo froze, quit being a hero… "I accept," he said, looking at him, "let's do this-"
"-we're not fighting right now," Trunks said bluntly, "you get a week to prepare, make at least somewhat fair for you, Friday, Battle ground Beta at UA, that's where we'll decide this. Now get out."
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Izumi was stretching outside of the gravity chamber, looking up with a happy smile as Bakugo landed, "hey! Where've you been?" she asked curiously.
Bakugo looked at her for a few moments, then sighed, "I got a lot to tell ya."
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Bakugo glared down at the surface of the kitchen table as Izumi and his mother stared at him in shock.
"You...challenged Trunks to a fight?" Mitsuki asked slowly, "and if you lose, you have to give up your dream, the dream you've had since you were a smaller snot nosed brat?"
"Bakugo, you can't go up against Trunks." Izumi said worriedly, "he's been training since he was two! His father taught him things that even Piccolo doesn't know about."
"It doesn't matter," Bakugo said firmly, looking up, "I just need to get three hits in on him, I can do it."
"I hope you can." Mitsuki said grimly, standing up and walking towards the door as someone knocked on it, "you'll need to train hard this next week, try to get up to one hundred times gravity; you may have a shot if you can reach that level-" she opened the door and froze when she found Aizawa and Nezu waiting on the other side, 'uh...sup."
"Can you explain to me," Aizawa began as Nezu happily walked into the house, between Mitsuki's legs, " why I have a Shiketsu third year booking our training ground to, and I'm quoting here, 'teach an explosive pomeranian a lesson'?"
Mitsuki and Izumi Immediately pointed at Bakugo, who groaned, this is gonna be a long fucking night.
After explaining everything to Aizawa and Nezu, the tired teacher promised to allow him all the time he needed in the gyms to work out, 'don't worry about your core classes, you can do all assignments here at home; what we need to focus on is getting you ready for this fight."
"Indeed," Nezu said, "luckily the teachers have decided to go easy on the first years this week because of the USJ incident, so you should be able to spend almost all of your time in the gravity chamber."
"I would like to help him train." Izumi said, "I have a lot of experience in Ki training, I can at least teach Bakugo some of the easier forms."
"Permission granted.' Nezu said jovially, "I have to say, this is kind of exciting, a match between Shiketsu and UA hasn't happened since All-Might was a student and he faced off against the android twins; if this is anything like that, then we may have to invite vendors to the match!"
Bakugo growled and stood up, "There's still light left in the day, I"m going to train."
"Good luck young man! I look forward to seeing your fight!"
Izumi quickly followed Bakugo outside, "before we start training," she began, stepping in front of Bakugo, "i wanted to ask why you asked Trunks to train you?"
Bakugo looked into Izumi's eyes, then looked away, "because I need to get stronger." he muttered, "I need to be strong enough so that whenever we face something like that Nomu fucker, I'll be able to do more than piss it off...so you don't get hurt like that trying to defend me again."
"Katsuki…" she said softly, stepping forward and wrapping him up in a hug.
Bakugo tensed for a second before returning her hug, the two teens stayed like that for a bit, until Bakugo stepped back from the hug, "come on loser, we got work to do."
"Right!