Twisted Nightmares

Chapter 11

Climb Aboard! The Bus Departs Now!

This was it. The day they went to the camp. It wasn't the night of the attack, but Mineta was still very nervous. The idea of going while certain doom awaited them (While everyone else was blissfully unaware of the attack) was unsettling, and very nerve wracking. He wanted to tell them, but it was the same as before. Who'd believe him? Time travel by dying. Because that sounds believable. Exactly why he hadn't told anyone else about his quirk.

But now, he paced back and forth, his nerves completely wracked. What would happen? Would people die? Would some be permanently crippled to the point where they could no longer be heroes? Would someone get taken away? Would there be another Nomu? The possibilities were endless, and for once that inspirational phrase gave Mineta an indescribable amount of dread in his gut.

What he feared most, is what if he failed? Not as in him dying, but someone had to pay for a mistake he made. Someone dying because of an idiotic mistake that might make. He couldn't imagine living with the guilt. But... would he have to live with the defeat?

Would he have to die in order to restart the timeline? It's how he managed to do it the first time though. The villain had effectively ended his life during the villain attack, which ended in him waking up in the past. Was it a second chance scenario where he'd only get one more try, and that was it? Or it could be unlimited tries, which seemed to be the more favorable option. That, and Mineta preferred the unlimited chances since only getting one more try was rather scary to think about.

But another issue was how he would go about "restarting" if he failed. Would one option for him could be to look for the nearest villain to do the deed so he could try once more? Maybe. If he had to. People were counting on him, even if they didn't know it. He didn't have time to be a coward. His old, perverted self was gone. It didn't matter what he was now, since he was the only thing between his friends and outright disaster.

But what if the villains were already gone? If the grape boy was forced to do the deed himself? He shuddered at the thought. Could he actually be able to do that? To kill himself? Mineta attempted to shake the disturbing thought away, but it wouldn't leave. He tried to keep his breath steady as the mental image of him doing the deed burned itself into his head.

If it had to come to that... then Mineta was thankful that he had brought a box cutter. He didn't risk bringing a pocket knife because the one he had was a bit on the bulky side. The plastic handle made the box cutter light and easy to transport in his pocket. Besides,the teachers there never checked their bags, so there was no risk of being found out.

But the more he thought about taking his own life... The idea of him taking the small blade to his throat, and plunging it into his jugular...

"Mineta!"

A voice shook Mineta from his dark thoughts. Turning towards the sound of his name, Mineta saw his bespectacled classmate Iida approaching him.

Mineta frowned, what did Iida want with him? Then the memory surfaced in his head. Oh yeah... I haven't apologized to Mina or Kaminari yet, had I? He was in for an earful now. Not that he blamed Iida, he had promised him that he'd apologize, and here he was not keeping his promise.

Surprisingly, instead of shouting to the entire school that Mineta hadn't apologized, he leaned towards Mineta and used a rather inside voice. "Mineta, may I ask why you haven't apologized to the likes of Mina or Kaminari?" Iida said calmly.

The grape haired boy's eyes widened in surprise. He was honestly expecting Iida to have harsher words for him, not having a rather inside tone. Regaining his composure, Mineta put his hand to his forehead. "Because I haven't worked up the nerve. I'm not exactly known for having backbone Iida." That was probably the most truthful he'd been so far this week. And probably the most believable, since Mineta knew damn well he was well known for being cowardly and spineless.

The bespectacled boy frowned at Mineta's answer. "I see. Well, I feel it is necessary for you to apologize to both of your fellow students. Would you like my assistance in the matter?"

Mineta hadn't expected that. Iida offering his help in apologizing? That actually would be a big help since he lacked the spine to do it himself. Mineta seemed to light up at the suggestion. He had been wanting to apologize, but fear usually held him on the spot. He nodded. "Alright, should we do it now or wait?"

His bespectacled classmate had a look of surprise on his face, probably not expecting Mineta to be so agreeable. His surprised look died down, and Iida seemed to have a pleased smile on his face. "Let me say this now Mineta, I'm very pleased that you are willing to try!"

Mineta put a hand to his chin in a manner not unlike Tsuyu. "Thanks, but do we go over now? Or should we wait?" He wanted to say that he already asked once, but since Iida was in a good mood, so he'd just repeat himself politely. No reason to kill the moment.

Glancing up at the other group of students, Iida held his chin in his hand, mimicking Mineta's pose from a few seconds earlier. "Well, it's best to do this when we are in a open area, rather then a cramped bus. I believe the best time is to do this now."

Mineta smiled hopefully. Maybe this wouldn't be so bad after all. "Then lead the way!"

Iida also had a reassuring grin on his face. "Follow me!" Iida said as they marched over to Mina and Kaminari. Mineta felt that maybe things wouldn't be so bad after all. As long as no one decided to interrupt, that is.

Meanwhile...

A certain green haired boy of Class A was in deep thought about the class going to the camp. Sure, he was overjoyed that the whole class would be going to the camp, since seeing Mina cry had shattered his heart. Though the question remained; what exactly would they do there? It was a training camp, not a leisure trip. Aizawa had told them enough for them to understand that this wasn't a vacation. They'd be exercising their quirks most likely, there wasn't much else they could train when it comes to hero class.

Would there be perhaps a competition between the classes? Or next to impossible training from Aizawa, since their teacher seemed to love borderline torturing the poor students when it came to training. Perhaps just a more difficult version of their training classes at school?

His thought was abruptly cut off when a sweet voice called to him. A voice that threatened to make his heart melt.

"Deku! It's finally time to go to training camp, huh?" Uraraka called as she bounded to Midoriya, who's face immediately went tomato red at his crush being so close to his face. Her face was literally inches from his.

"Th-Thats right Uraraka!" Midoriya squeaked, hands flying everywhere in a half hearted attempt to cover his face. So close!

Uraraka didn't seem to catch on why the green haired boy looked like he was about to melt. She leaned closer to his face to get a better look at him, to Midroiya's panic why was she so close I don't think I can handle this!

"What's the matter?" She asked sweetly as she looked his face over, probably to see if he was ill or something.

But right now Midoriya's face was so hot, you could probably crack an egg on his face, and it'd probably fry instantly. "W-well, u-uh..." He couldn't think of anything to say anymore. All blood had left his brain in favor of his freckled cheeks.

Luck seemed to favor the poor boy, as Uraraka's face suddenly went red as well, and she backed off roughly 20 feet away. She clasped her hands together and started singing about training camp, while Mina and Kaminari joined in as well, even though the two had no idea why they were singing.

The sudden change of attitude surprised Midoriya. Wow, she's really excited for training camp! He glanced to the side to see an amused Iida and Mineta watching the spectacle unfold as well. Had they watched when Uraraka was up close to his face? He blushed more in embarrassment. It was definitely a sight to behold, though. Uraraka, Mina, Kaminari clapped their hands and did a cute little dance while they sang to their hearts content about going to training camp. Seeing Uraraka change emotions on a dime was a little bizarre.

People seemed to be in high spirits, however the mood was about to be temporarily killed, thanks to a certain blonde from Class B deciding to make an unwanted appearance.

Unfortunately for Monoma, Mineta knew he'd make his appearance, and branched off from tagging along with Iida to apologize since Kaminari and Mina seemed to be a bit preoccupied with their dance session with Uraraka. He subtly made his way towards the blonde boy, who had a smirk growing on his face. Monoma put a hand on his head mockingly as if he couldn't believe what he himself was about to say.

Monoma's smile grew as he looked at Class A. "What?! There are people in Class A taking extra classes?!" The blonde cried, "Does that mean you had people who failed the exam?! Even thou-"

"Shut up." a voice interrupted the blondes speech.

The blonde boy in question stopped abruptly. "Eh?"

Even Kendo, who was readying herself to give Monoma a good chop, stopped.

Monoma looked to his left, where Mineta stood, wearing a glare on his face. The grape boy stared at him, contempt written all over his face. "Shut up."

Monoma's smirk returned, he wasn't about to be silenced by this kid! "Oh ho! It's Mineta, the little pervert from Class A! I can't believe they even let you in this school, let alone within 10 feet near a female! I wonder how many restraining orders you have?"

He cackled as Mineta stared with an indifferent expression, while Iida had caught on and began marching over to Monoma to scold him. Even if he was in a different class, everyone knew Iida would be glad to scold a troublesome student.

Iida's lecture was stopped by Mineta holding his hand up. "It's alright." Mineta said calmly, holding his glare with Monoma.

Adjusting his glasses, Iida frowned thoughtfully. "Are you sure? I don't think..."

"Thanks Iida, but I can handle him." Mineta said as he stared at Monoma.

He walked over to Monoma who smirked again cockily at the lack of a response. "What's the matter? Can't defend yourself?" Monoma said with that stupid cocky smile he had plastered on his face.

Mineta seemed to size Monoma up as he looked at him from head to toe multiple times. Mineta didn't say anything however, it was like he was looking at a mannequin in a clothing store.

Annoyed at Mineta's actions and his lack of response in general, Monoma's smirk went into a scowl. "What the hell are you doi-"

"Who are you again?" Mineta suddenly blurted out, effectively cutting Monoma off from whatever he was going to say.

Whatever Monoma was expecting, it wasn't that. What the hell did he mean by that? "Who are you?" The blonde boy's scowl died, now contorted into confused expression. "Wh-wha-"

Mineta held both hands up a little, as if indicating he meant no harm. "Sorry, it's just I can't even remember who you are. You were in the Sports Festival right? Even though you didn't make it to the final part where it was the student versus student fight."

Monoma was shocked at his words. His lips pressed into a thin line now, smirk and scowl completely gone. He wondered what was Mineta talking about?

Mineta's unintentional (not really) assault was relentless. "What was your quirk again? I don't remember seeing anything noteworthy or memorable, no offense."

Monoma was speechless. He couldn't think of a response. Where the hell had this little pervert gotten his sharp tongue from? Never had he heard something like this from Mineta. He was actually too shocked to speak. His classmate Kendo had also nothing to say, her and the rest of Class B staring at the grape boy.

Iida also stopped. He looked like he was going to say something to Mineta, who's expression was blank as usual. The bespectacled boy rubbed his head, as if watching the whole conversation had exhausted him. "Mineta, please." Iida said with a tired voice, just hoping that Mineta would cooperate without any sass.

Mineta just smiled innocently and saluted. "Yes sir!" And with that, he walked back to join Class A by their bus. As he joined his class, he turned around slightly with an innocent smile on his face to wave at Monoma.

The blonde boy however, just clenched his fists and went into his line with Class B. His classmate Kendo just glanced at him worriedly, and then Mineta. She looked like she was wanting to say something, but held her tongue.

Iida frowned as he watched the two boys go their seperate ways. He wanted to say more, but the bus had arrived. Remembering he was the class rep, Iida knew that he had a job to do. "Everyone! Line up in seat order!" he said as he chopped his hand in the air. After breaking up their conversations, Class A eventually lined up in proper order, and piled onto the bus.

Awhile later...

"Everyone!" Aizawa said loud enough for the entire class to hear. "The bus will stop once in about an hour. After that-"

His announcement however, was completely drowned out by the loud chatter from his class, who paid absolutely no attention to their teacher as they socialized. Friends talked and laughed, some more anti social students settled for just fiddling around on their phones. Well, the ones that were actually smart enough to remember to charge their phones before they got on the bus.

Aizawa was about to just turn back around, only for something in the back to catch the Pro Hero's eye.

Mineta, was isolated in the very back seat, while Class A were in correct order in the two seaters. The boy had apparently saw fit to sit in the four seater at the back of the bus by himself. No one spoke to him either. Then again, the look on his face didn't scream that he wanted to talk to anyone at all.

His expression was that of one deep in thought. Well judging from overhearing some of the small talk between students, apparently Mineta had been changing these past weeks, for the better or worse, Aizawa didn't know. He had seen Mineta glare at other people more often though, and his voice had changed a bit. You'd have to strain to hear it, but once you noticed it you wouldn't be able to unhear it. Whatever Mineta's was doing, it better not cause any drama. Aizawa already had one problem child to deal with.

Iida had stood up to yell at someone extra loud classmates near the back of the bus, but now noticed Mineta's voluntary isolation from his classmates as well. The boy still hadn't apologized to Mina and Kaminari, thanks to Uraraka's surprise dance and sing session, and Monoma's unwanted appearance.
Another student had seemed to notice this was well, as Midoriya had followed Iida's gaze, and spotted the lonely Mineta.

He shot a concerned glance at Iida. "What happened?" Midoriya said as he risked another glance at Mineta, who thankfully hadn't seemed to notice his friends looking right at him.

His bespectacled classmate put a hand to his chin. He glanced at Kaminari, who was currently one seat in front of him. Iida knew he'd have to be quiet, talking about Mineta within earshot of the electric boy wouldn't end well. He leaned to Midoriya and whispered. "Mineta's behavior is greatly concerning me, Midoriya."

Midoriya nodded in understanding. Midoriya very well remembered Mineta's outbursts and him lashing out at his classmates, Mina and Kaminari once again being the prime example of them all. He looked at Iida with a solemn expression. "Yes. His... behavior has been very noticeable."

"Mm. I was about to have him apologize to them, but it seemed like bad timing, with Uraraka getting them all worked up, and Class B's troublesome student deciding to harass us." Iida said, not naming any specific names of Class B.

That seemed like a reasonable reason to be concerned. At least, Midoriya thought so. "Should we ask him about it once we arrive at the camp?" It would probably be best to do that, in Midoriya's opinion. At a camp full of sunlight and fresh air would be a much better place instead of a cramped bus.

Another rewrite, another day my friends! Looks like Mineta has gotten interrupted by the pesky Blonde. Review/Follow/Fav if you like what I make!