This is reworking of the first chapter for one of my earlier stories on my AO3 account. I've been wanting to do this for a while now, but… I think it's time to finally post it. It's NOT going to be my focus fic, I still want to try and focus on Tobiaga Rise, it's just taking me a bit. Give it some time.
A fight for everlasting peace is a foolish sounding dream, isn't it? The idea is contradictory in nature. You seek peace, but in order to do so you have to fight. Kinda sucks when you have to think about it for so long, especially when it was a fight you didn't want to be a part of at first. But then you make friends, and you come to cherish them and care about them and love them so much, but is that your will? Or is that the will of a man who abandoned you to go make friends with aliens and forget about his family on Earth?
It burns. Of course it would. Falling into the atmosphere would burn no matter who you are. Scratch that, Ox Fire probably wouldn't get burned. And thinking about it, Rockman shouldn't be getting burned at this level of heat either, so that begs the question: Why does it burn?
The figure falling faster and faster towards the Earth just barely manages to move his arms, grabbing at his chest. It's bleeding, isn't it? He feels the wound as much as his motor functions will currently allow, figuring out how bad this claw cut is. He figures it's bad enough to scar horribly, so it's best to let it be. Least he knows why he's burning up. His suit is torn open. He looks to the Earth and smiles.
If the people of Earth can live in peace, then Rockman is okay to die. Subaru Hoshikawa is happy to make others happy. He looks at where he's going to crash. It looks like some kind of fancy school. Maybe he can cancel it for these students? Everyone deserves a break after Meteor G. His smile stays persistent as a sudden burst of wind stops his fiery descent. Or at least the fire part. His actual descent is stopped by his suddenly being wrapped in a pair of muscly arms.
His vision is starting to blur from blood loss. Rockman is starting to separate, which means instead of being cosmetic, blood is actually going to start moving again, and that means bad things for Subaru. As he fades into his own brain, the boy can hear the man who caught speak in a loud, but friendly seeming voice:
"There's no longer a need to fear young man! Why? BECAUSE I AM HERE TO SAVE YOU!"
And as Subaru's vision fades, and his thoughts begin to slow, he sees a bright smile before the eventual black, and the boy thinks to himself: 'It must be nice to be the one saved for once. I hope I'm saved from more than just a fall when this dream ends…'
When Subaru awoke, he was in a hospital bed, a glowing sunrise shining onto him from a window, and a quad of people talking in the corner, one of which was a familiar sight. War-Rock. His partner through thick and thin, the guy he could count on most (he's kind of like an uncle in that sense though, or a dumb older brother, one of the two). As the boy attempted to move, he found his arms to be incredibly stiff. Looking down, he now noticed the more than average amount of bandages wrapped around the entirety of his torso. Ah. It seems they are constricting his shoulders.
However, the movements caught the group's attention, and so War-Rock bowed(?) before moving back to Subaru. He put one of his clawed hands on the kids, as a large gangly man followed, his skeleton-like appearance only slightly unnerving Subaru. "Hey kid, how're you holding up?" The AM-ian asked of the boy, a concern unlike any Subaru has seen before in his eyes.
Though, he would have to push past that for now.
"Good, now that you're here." He responded, his brother? Uncle? Bruncle, giving a chuckle in response, before regaining his more somber state. It was unlike him, but Subaru supposed that War-Rock had good reasons for this state. He felt the aliens grip on his hand grow tighter.
"Kid, I… it's hard figuring out how to let you hear this easily. You're already in a bad state, I don't want to add this onto your plate."
"War-Rock. We've been through more than enough to deal with for a lifetime. I'm sure I can handle this." Subaru finished with as warm a smile as he could muster right now.
The alien looked at the lanky man at the other side of the bed. They nodded to each other, and War-Rock turned his attention back to Subaru. "In our last fight, the explosion of Meteor G was too much for the noise control program to take, so it ended up using a fail safe system that we weren't informed about. In doing so, it shifted the frequency of Rockman by such a high degree, we phased into an alternate reality. We've landed on an Earth far separated from our own."
Subaru kept his warm smile, expression unchanging. His heart monitor, which had been operating at a good pace to this point, had decided it was time for a rave as its beeps became an erratic mess.
"KID!" War-Rock shouted, as the boy seemingly went into shock. A small elderly woman hurried as quick as she could over to the boy, the lanky man looking at her worriedly. "Kid before you do something bad to yourself unintentionally, there is good news. It might take a while, but I can find a way back home!"
The heart rate monitor began to slow down steadily, as Subaru's heart returned to a normal pace. His expression finally being able to change, he put on an angry face, looking at his partner. "Lead with that next time! I almost went into shock!" The boy shouted at his partner, his heart rate finally settling.
"Well excuse me for trying to let you down easy! I'm not good with this touchy feely stuff! You know that!" The alien bickered back, the two looking at the other in anger… Before bursting into laughter. "That's the kid I know. Was wondering if the blood loss got to ya!"
"Are you kidding me!? As if that's ever stopped me before!" The boy joked back, the two partners laughing joyously together. It was then the lanky skeleton man began to speak up, in a rather concerned tone.
"Young man, I hope you are joking about that. I don't like the fact that a child is one of the few heroes in your world." The man let out, in his familiar voice. Subaru's eyes narrowed for a moment before pointing at the man.
"Ah! You…" The boy began to speak, the group finally thanking the powers that be, that they could finally introduce themselves. The man waited eagerly for the boy's question, ready to give him the treat of a lifetime. After all, he is-
"Are you related to the guy who saved me?"
Not ready for that question. Blood suddenly spurred out from the man's mouth, the boy suddenly getting scared by this. However, as the blood stopped flowing, a sudden puff of smoke arose, and the lanky man in his extremely baggy clothes, was replaced by a huge buff dude in a well fitting outfit. "Actually, you'll find I am that man! HAHAHAHA!" The suddenly changed man let out a heroic laugh, Subaru looking at his partner in worry.
"Yes, yes, we know about your muscle form, Toshinori. Please, give the boy time to adjust to this sudden change." A new voice had spoken up, one that was rather surprising, yet not for the boy. He had almost forgotten about the mysterious fourth person. As footsteps grew closer, it was then Subaru's eyes became even more narrow, until almost the entirety of his eyes had become white.
There, not three feet from his bed, was a bipedal, talking, wearing a classy suit, with orange sneakers… Mouse. Dog. Bear. Some kind of animal was on two feet and talking! However, as soon as Subaru's brain decided to process this information, he realized, this wasn't actually that surprising.
For starters, he's on an entirely different Earth from his own, of course the people and animals would have drastic changes from his home. Secondly: He's seen way crazier shit than this before. His mind will never be the same after Ra Mu, how would he expect this to be any different. Still, it would be a shock for those unprepared. Then again, it should be a shock for any normal person where he's from.
"My name is Nezu, and I am the principal of this school! War-Rock has told us a lot about you, Mr. Hoshikawa." The animal thing spoke again, his friendly tone seeming a little… Off putting, considering there was a scar over his eye. Then again, who is he to judge. He's about to have a giant scar over his torso, if these bandages are anything to go by. "Especially your exploits as the great Hero, Rockman. My, these tales of heroics are quite the thing to hear!"
"Actually, that's a good point!" The muscle man, Toshinori, replied back, his voice booming, before another puff of smoke changed him into his lanky state. "Kid, why are you the one who's saving the planet all the time? Shouldn't the adults be taking care of things?" He questioned the state of the boy's Earth.
It was then that Subaru realized something about his home, that until this moment, he would have lied to himself about constantly. "The adults…" His mind flashed images of his mom, Doctor Yoiri, and… Akatsuki, the three adults in his life who actually gave a damn about him and his life, "Most of the adults back home are pretty useless in those situations. Most of the time, it's up to me and my friends to handle these situations, especially when we're the only ones who actually know what's going on most of the time. The first real fight I had as Rockman, was…"
Andromeda. How he hates and loves that name with a split in half passion. On the one hand, it's the entire reason his life began to be lived again, how he met his best friends. On the other, it's the name of what tore him to pieces inside. The name that curses his father's. The name that made him realize that he never wanted to be like his father. He will encourage bonds, but he won't abandon everything he's come to know and love to do so.
The man could have at least tried to find a way to call them.
"Damn kid… That's a little harsh." Toshinori spoke again, his hand rubbing the back of his head. Nezu merely nodded his head, before walking around the bed, and getting his own face closer to Subaru.
"You see, Mr. Hoshikawa, the Earth you landed on happens to be a world very different from your own. Here, everybody has the chance to be a hero." The principal began, Subaru looking at the animal with a now piqued interest. "Our world's society is built upon a feature unique to our Earth, called Quirks. Powers unique to an individual, that allow them great abilities in their everyday life. Take myself for instance. My Quirk, High Spec, is what allows me to have more intelligence than even the smartest humans. Or, Recovery Girl-" He pointed with his little paw hand towards the elderly woman in the nurse outfit from earlier. "Her Quirk, allows her to Heal anybody as long as they have the Life Energy to do so."
"What, Principal Nezu is getting at, is that you are no longer alone in your efforts to be a hero." Recovery Girl spoke, finally able to after this whole time. "However, you must have a Hero license to be able to do these acts. Otherwise, you will be treated as a Vigilante, or… A Villain. Both quite illegal, but I'm sure you can figure out which is the worst of the choices."
"Hoshikawa-shonen, we believe you have great potential as a hero here, as much as you do back on your Earth." Toshinori added in, his buff form returning. Nezu nodded, and War-Rock floated over to them. "You see, we believe fate has brought you to this school. And we want you to be a part of this world while you are stuck here for now."
"Wait, hold on hold on hold on… I'm still wrapping my head around a whole world full of people with superpowers. I'm piecing it together slowly right now, but… Are you asking me to go to school here? Why, is this some sort of school for superheroes?" Subaru asked, the three adults smiling back, knowingly. Looking at his partner, the alien merely nodded his head.
"Mr. Hoshikawa, my school is precisely that. Most would even argue it's Number One!" Nezu replied, his little paw folding to show a single digit. God this guy is creepy cute. A little like War-Rock sometimes. "Moreover, it seems a difference in our school systems is present. It seems the work you do, despite being about halfway through your final year of middle school, your school work is on par with that of colleges in our world."
"War-Rock! That stuff's kind of personal!" The boy shouted at his bruncle, the alien merely shrugging. Yet, thinking about it, Subaru had to say this offer is more and more tempting by the minute. A job as a hero, one where there are so many that they're willing to do what it takes to help people in need? It was… It was like… It was like Akatsuki's dream world.
Subaru looked at his left hand, curling it into a fist slowly. His grip on nothing tightens, as he thinks about the offer. It would provide him something to do, but… What about when he disappears back to his own Earth? Is he just supposed to forget about the people he's met here? And, even if it is Akatsuki's dream world…
Is it Subaru's?
"I haven't exactly spoken much." The small elderly woman who had been monitoring Subaru's vitals moves towards him, the young man watching her do so. "As stated by Nezu, my hero name is Recovery Girl, but you can call me Shuzenji, deary. I was the one who helped patch you up." Subaru nods, as the woman takes his fist and uncurls his fingers, rubbing her own gloved fingers over the tips of his. "Goodness me, you've been fighting for a long time haven't you? You don't see callouses like these until you've already been a hero for a good few years… Or if you're a musician, hehe." The woman chuckles, before letting go. "Tell me, sonny, why have you been fighting?"
Subaru looks at his fingers, rubbing them together. He really never paid much attention to how his skin had reacted to his battles previous. Most of the time the scars were just temporary things that would fade over time. But now that he really takes a look at himself, there are permanent marks on him from the fights he's been in. Small burns, litters of cut based scars, small echoes of lichtenberg scarring around his waist, centering out from the shape of a large fist. He lets his arm drift to the scar, memories of each fight popping into his mind.
"I… I always liked superheroes, you know." Subaru says, the group looking at him in interest. "They… They provided a small bit of comfort for me while my dad was…" The boy's voice drifted, before he continued. "Even when I cut myself off from the outside world, I couldn't help but enjoy them. When War-Rock entered my life, and that train went out of control, I was terrified. What if I got hurt, or died? But, then, my thoughts changed. What if my mom got hurt? What if the people around me got hurt? Those people on the train? And then, for some reason, all of those thoughts disappeared and… My body just moved on it's own."
Toshinori smiles, looking at the boy in pride. Thoughts of a similar boy to him popping into his mind. Would these two perhaps be friends if they met? Toshinori would like to think so.
"Even after that, despite how much I hated other people, I… I couldn't stop trying to help them. Reaching out to people, bettering them, and in the process bettering myself. I guess, if I were to say why I fight… I'd say I fight because I don't want people to go through the pain I've gone through. Whether it be the emotional pain of loss, or the physical pain of combat." Subaru paused, letting his thoughts come to a head, as he made his decision. "I'll join your school, on condition… That War-Rock will have to agree with."
The alien turned to look at Subaru, the boy giving the alien a stern look. "If we do this, we commit to it. We don't second guess it, and we don't abandon it. That means… That means when the ability to return to our Earth arrives, we'll visit and tell them about everything that's happened, but-but we don't stay. We come back, and live the rest of our lives here. Or, at least my life, since you'll outlive us all."
This condition shocked the people in the room. "Young Hoshikawa, surely you realize the ramifications of what you're suggesting? You'd… You'd be leaving your life, your friends, behind!" Toshinori spoke, Subaru leaning up a little with a wince and shaking his head.
"I'd still have contact with them, if I can establish that link between our Earths. Bonds don't fall apart that easily, I've learned that in my three, near four years of fighting." Subaru replies calmly, before letting his face fall a bit. "But more importantly than that, this would be the only thing that could motivate me to keep going."
"Oh?" Nezu chirps inquisitively, tilting his head a little with one of his usual smirks.
"Do you know what it's like to have accomplished all of your life's dreams before you even graduate? I did everything I ever wanted. I made friends, I found my dad, I went to space!" The boy cheers, looking up at the ceiling. "And I did all of that within a few years, multiple times over in fact. I… I don't have a reason to keep going anymore back on that Earth. If I returned, I'd just be an empty husk, living day to day with no real purpose." Subaru explains, and then tension in the room shifts. Toshinori adjusts himself a bit nervously, understanding where the boy is coming from, if just a little. "But here, I have a chance at discovering more of myself. A chance to make a difference by helping people with the power I have, and figure out if… If I can find any other dreams." Subaru smiles, before looking back at War-Rock. "But we are not the same being, and I understand if you want to go home. Just know that the hero known as Rockman will never exist again. I'll become my own hero, and remain here, while you go home."
The room falls to quiet, before War-Rock lets a small shake of his head. "You know, you're a real idiot if you think I'd just leave you behind like that." The alien speaks, Subaru letting a coy smirk cross his face. "I might be quieting out over these last few years, but I'm always up for knocking heads! I'm with you all the way kid. And besides, who'd turn down a chance to explore a whole other universe? Not Like this happens every day."
Subaru lets out a small chuckle, before looking up at War-Rock with a smile. "Let's rock and roll then, partner." He puts out a hand, the alien taking it gladly. A small chuckle escapes the muzzle of Nezu, the two looking at him in interest.
"Well, it seems we've all met an agreement. Of course, I'll have to pull out the old files for Requested Students, and we'll need to jump through some less than legal hoops to get you some identification papers, but I feel that this is the start of something grand. Wouldn't you agree?" The principal looks at Subaru, the boy giving a small nod. "Oh, I suppose I should also look into housing… Perhaps I could finally implement that dorm system I always wanted." The animal put a paw to his chin(?) before turning and walking out.
"For now, you will be resting in here. My Quirk, Heal, relies on your natural life energy to recover. You were quite low when you arrived, so your treatment process will need a few more applications before I can safely discharge you." Shuzenji spoke, Subaru nodding in response. War-Rock let out a small chuckle that made Subaru a little cautious, before being whacked on the back of the head by the elder heroine. "Don't laugh at medical help!" She snapped, the alien grumbling under his breath as he rubbed his head. The woman lets out a huff. "My quirk requires that my lips make contact with the skin. I hope that doesn't weird you out too much."
Subaru tilts his head in confusion. "I don't really see why it would. That's just part of you, right? Besides, it's not any weirder than getting a smooch from my grandma, so it shouldn't be a problem. I just hope I'm not too much of a bother on you, hehe." The boy responds, the woman letting a small smile cross her face.
"Well, then it seems we'll get along just fine, as long as you don't see yourself coming by here too often." Shuzenji walks out of the room, leaving Subaru and War-Rock with Toshinori. The three sit in silence, before the man lets out a cough.
"Er, well… I was going to ask something, but I think this awkward silence may have made it difficult to do so." The man speaks, Subaru letting loose another chuckle.
"No, please. I'm finally able to answer questions, and I'm sure War-Rock kept some parts of myself hidden accidentally. What do you need, uh, Toshinori was it?" Subaru asks, the man looking at him in shock.
"Er, that's my given name actually. My family name is Yagi." Subaru tits his head a little at this, before his lips part into a small 'o'.
"Oh, goodness, sorry about that. It's-it's been a couple years since I referred to, well, anyone with their family name. It's a lot easier to be friends with someone when you use their given name after all. Still, what did you want to ask, Mr. Yagi?"
The man nods, somewhat understanding what Subaru meant (not really, but he'll just ask another time). "Well, I was wondering… You said you ran in before War-Rock gave you powers. I assume your whole world does not have these abilities such as ours, but… This is a question that was once proposed to me, and one I wish to change my original answer to, but I want the opinion of someone such as yourself. Young man, do you think somebody, anybody, without a power of their own can be a hero?" The man asks, the air of the room suddenly shifting.
Subaru stays silent for a few moments, before giving a small nod, taking the blonde man aback. "Mr. Yagi, I can understand why one might say otherwise, but I know in my head, and feel in my heart, that anybody can be a hero. Of course, our world's definition of hero differs, seeing as it is a legitimate profession here, but…" The image of a man in white armor flashes through Subaru's mind. "On my earth, a hero is someone who simply does what is right, to do what is right. Not for the pursuit of fame, fortune, or power, but because they wish to better the things around them. I… I'm sure War-Rock called me a hero, if you all asking me to join your school is any proof, but I don't know if I would call myself one personally. I can only hope that I'm doing something right, whenever I find myself in combat."
Toshinori nods, before making his way to the door. "I see… Thank you for your help, Young Hoshikawa."
"Please, call me Subaru. It makes me feel more at ease." The boy insists, getting another nod from the man.
"When you recover, I have someone I would like you to meet. I feel you two would get along well. If you wish to share your origins with him, then you are free to do so." The blonde explains, Subaru nodding in response. "Well, I'll leave you be for now." The man goes to leave.
"Ah, actually, I have a question." Subaru speaks up, Toshinori turning to face him once more. "I was wondering… I know I'm at a school, but you kind of… Never said what it's called or where it is?" The boy's pitch increases as he finishes speaking, Toshinori letting out a small chuckle.
"I suppose we didn't, did we? My apologies. You are at U.A. High School, in the city of Musutafu." Toshinori says with a smile, before leaving the room… And a very confused Subaru.
"Musu-Huh?" Subaru says to himself, tilting his head a little.
War-Rock lets out a little chuckle. "I actually have more of an answer for you. See, this Earth calls the city Musutafu, but, kid? We're home." War-Rock zooms over to the window, opening up the curtains for the boy. "This is their version… of Kodama."
A large hill overlooks an entire city, people seen from afar, all the size of ants thanks to the distance between them and Subaru. What billboards Subaru can see have people he's never seen before on them, each of them with different looking people on them, some with horns, some with entirely unhuman like bodily proportions. There's some people in ornate outfits and costumes as well, most likely the people they call heroes here. But of them all, there's one that pops up the most.
A hulking blonde man, in a bright colored costume.
"Oh, I guess he's got a sort of secret identity like thing going on. Like we did." Subaru says, War-Rock giving a shaky hand. "Okay, mostly did. I'm sure considering he knows our secrets, he trusts us a little with his." Subaru restates, looking around himself for a moment. He soon finds a small table next to him, a remote placed on it alongside his… Damaged Hunter VG. "Oh, looks like we'll need to find something to use for Transformations from now on."
"Actually, we might as well make our own. These folks have tech from like… Pre-20XX. Some glass bricks with batteries and they have separate devices if they want to use holograms. Kid, they barely even have EM waves." War-Rock says, placing a familiar pair of green shades, the Visualizers, over Subaru's face. Sure enough, what would be sprawling roads, filled with the invisible lifeforms of Mr. Hertz's and the menaces of viruses were instead interconnected jagged thin rails, with pure data running along them. "It's like we've entered the stone age."
"Yikes. Well, I'm sure between your ability to manipulate code, and my studies in tech, we should be able to come up with something. Maybe we could make it a bit more gadgety too, seeing as we'll be heroes and all. Ah, moving to a new system would change the look of Rockman too, wouldn't it? I guess we'd need to see if we can change that design ourselves. I'm sure you'd prefer to continue not being a head for a hand, huh?" Subaru asks, the alien giving a firm nod in response.
Subaru grabs the remote, and turns on a small TV, the two falling to idle chit chat here and there as they learn about this new Earth from the media.
It took only four days for Subaru to recover from his injuries, thanks to Shuzenji's quirk.
The young man was currently standing in a hospital gown, watching as Nezu fussed all around him. "Uh, Principal Nezu, may I ask what you're doing?"
"Hmm? Oh, I'm just getting your measurements. Almost all of your clothes were burnt up on reentry after all." The animal responds, Subaru's eyes widening in panic.
"Really?! Aw man! I loved those clothes!" The boy whines, War-Rock giving him a look.
"Kid, when you hit a growth spurt, you just bought bigger versions of the same clothes. I like a certain style, but you need to branch out. Especially seeing as the other teens will wonder why you wear the same outfit everyday." The alien speaks, causing Subaru to merely roll his eyes.
Nezu looks up at the two in intrigue. "Excuse me for interrupting, but are you perhaps implying that your high schools do not regulate uniforms?"
"Uniforms? I only had to wear one in my first year of middle school. They ditched them soon after, because that system is outdated. Er, rather, it leads to a more stressful mindset for students. On my earth, uniforms are usually reserved for service workers like the Satellite Police, and even those have lax dress rules. Long as you have something to identify what school you went to, you were fine." Subaru explains, Nezu nodding along.
"I see… You know, you've been giving me the most marvelous of ideas since you first arrived." Nezu chirps, and Subaru gives the animal a smile in response.
(The staff of U.A. that has yet to meet Subaru all shudder suddenly, unsure of this sudden feeling of dread.)
"In any case, I need your measurements for both the creation of new clothes, as well as health info. Speaking of, what would you like me to register your quirk as? I'm sure you could pass for a minor intelligence enhancer easily, considering your work scores." The principal folds his paws behind his back, looking at the brunette with a smile.
"Oh, put me down as quirkless." Subaru says nonchalantly, the animal freezing for a moment.
"E-excuse me, but, I believe you'll need to repeat yourself. Did you say… Quirkless?" Subaru nods. "May I ask why?"
"A lie is only believable if there's a little bit of the truth behind it." Subaru begins. "It would work best for whatever background you want to give me. And… There aren't any quirkless heroes yet, are there?" Subaru asks, Nezu quietly shaking his head. "Your world… I've watched the TV a lot while I've been here and you guys… You're far more violent and judgemental here than on my earth. Sure there's disagreements and even wars, but… Everyone is still connected in some way. Here? It's a cesspool of hatred spawned from awful ideologies and upbringing. Someone needs to kickstart a revolution of some kind, one for the side of good…" Subaru looks at Nezu with a grim expression. "Before the villains do it for you."
Nezu remains quiet for a few moments, before… "Ehe. Ehehehe. EHEHEHEHEHEHEHEHE!" He begins to cackle wildly, shocking Subaru a bit. "Oh, dear Subaru, you are quite right. I've never been much a fan of humans, at least not of this world. Sure there's the odd diamond in the rough, but then you appeared! A human from another earth, without any quirks! And what do you do when you see me, an odd creature with the ability to walk and talk? You take it in stride! My dear boy, I believe we are going to be good friends indeed." Nezu walks out of the room with a spring in his step, leaving Subaru behind to shrug alongside War-Rock.
A day later, Subaru was dressed up in a new outfit for him.
Starting at his shoes, the boy was wearing a pair of red hightops, which lead up to a pair of black cargo pants. The belt holding the pants up had a few pouches attached to it in the back, each filled with varying items. On the boy's torso was a black athletic tee, with an opened short sleeved red jacket over top of that, a white design in homage to the star cluster of Pleiades on his shoulders. His Meteor pendant hung from his neck, and atop his head rested the visualizers.
"Guess you can clean up nicely after all." War-Rock snickers.
"Oh, hush up." Subaru says, before placing on a bulky pair of fingerless gloves, the backs extending a little with a small plate. It turns out that the high school had its own specialty tech creator. Giving him the necessary bits of code and a few bits of hardware from the old Hunter, the tech creator, whoever he is, was able to make a prototype device for the duo to use before they could finish it completely later. "So, how's the HTouch-00 treating you?"
"Hmm, could be better, but I'd day it fits like a glove." The alien jokes, Subaru rolling his eyes at the awful pun. War-Rock lets out a loud yawn, before entering the device. "Think I'm gonna rest up a bit. You can transform whenever you want, but I'm going to nap. Wake me when you need me."
Subaru shakes his head, before looking over his surroundings. Toshinori had dragged him out to some beach on the edge of the city (it was changed into a resort back on his Earth) that was littered with trash. From what he could tell, there were piles with huge chunks taken out of them, but in all there was still a lot to go. That wasn't what was important though.
What was important is where the heck Toshinori is?! Subaru's been waiting for almost an hour now!
"Now, remember, he's friendly, but it's been a good while since he's met someone new, so just be nice." The voice of the man in his buff state echoes from behind one of the piles of trash. Finally he arrived.
Subaru starts to make his way over, before he turns around a corner of the pile, and comes face to face with Toshinori… and somebody new.
Green hair, with matching green eyes. Freckles adorn his cheeks, as the most prominent ones form a diamond. He wears a shirt with the word "jacket" written across it, and a pair of basketball shorts. Finally, he is dressed in a similar pair of red hightops.
Toshinori clears his throat. "Well then, the reason I brought you here today, Subaru! I want you to meet my personal student…"
"Izuku Midoriya."