Hello my loyal readers, sorry for the longer absense this time around. I had a bit of writer's block trying to do this chapter considering I hadn't planned for it at all as I messed up the MHA Timeline in my mind. On a nother note, I cant belive that this story has passed 200 followers! I know it probably isn't much considering how many followers the larger and more well known fanfics are but I am still amazed that 200 people are interested in seeing my story. Over 200 people enjoy my work and want to see more of it and well, I am greatful for every single one of them. Anyways here we go, for my loyal readers. Its a little bit of a longer chapter because of that, anyways I appriciate any feedback you all can give me, especially reveiws and possible PMS with your comments. Now onto responding to the reviews.
Xzan:Thank you for catching that, something must have been lost in translation between my posting of the chapter as the numbers were supposed to be 120 Izuku and 119 Bakugou, its fixed now though
Captain Dudebro:Thanks
Izuku groaned a little bit as he sat down into his chair, his muscles still aching and making him hate himself for staying at his teacher's last night if this is what he would deal with every morning he stayed over. Lifting his head a bit, the young man noticed a piece of paper sticking out of his backpack and reached over for it, regarding it as simply some notes stuffed in there before he read what it was/ A Message from Sensei, reading through the simple instructions, they were simply to keep his Seikuken active for all day today, no matter what he needed to keep it up to refine his usage of the technique. Letting out a sigh at the instructions, the young man nodded to it and went forward to construct it mentally, he wasn't absolutely confident about the reasons behind doing this but decided to trust his teacher anyways. He had never led him astray before so why would he start now?
While he constructed the Seikuken, Aizawa walked in to give his little announcement about choosing official class positions before everyone practically broke out into a riot trying to be chosen as class president, Izuku just shook his head with a smile at how they acted before pulling out one of his notebooks and sketching designs for support gear that they could use. He was currently on Iida's page, on the right had a fairly detailed sketch of the young man and description of his quirk as explained by the young man a few days ago. Tapping his pencil to the paper Izuku tried to think of something that could significantly boost his friend's performance when his eyes caught the words of "fuel" and "orange juice" and Izuku's eyes practically lit up with possibilities as he started to go into some speculation while mumbling to himself.
"Well let's see... If Iida's engines run on orange juice as a car runs on gasoline then... Then there might be a sort of juice that would give him a nitro boost. Though we should probably stick only to citrus juices that can likely provide a decent fuel otherwise it's still a nice thought to try." Humming a bit as he continued to write down his ideas, drawing up a small table to prepare results and such for any needed testing that might go on, the bush headed young man getting completely lost in his work when he heard his name being called out.
"Midoriya! What is your vote as it is missing my friend!" Lifting his head with a confused look on his face, Izuku read the board, it consisted of a large number of their names with small tallies next to each. Thinking on what Iida said, something about voting? Well, then they must be voting for the class president and well...Izuku saw that his name was up in the highest running which caused him to sweat nervously. That was a problem, blushing a bit he coughed, feeling everyone's eyes on him, eager to hear what he would say that might change their class dynamics for the rest of the year.
"Um... Well ah, first off can I take myself out of the running right now? I'm already really, really busy with the support course and my training leave me with not too much free time, and I don't think I would be a good class president in light of that fact." Gulping a bit, he turned back to his notebook as Iida just stared at him for a bit before the blue haired boy gave a deep bow like he always did.
"Of course Midoriya, I am sorry for being so inconsiderate when I voted for you. I simply thought you were living up to the heroic ideals that we should all strive for in this class, we shall do a recount with you out of the running but I would still like you to vote. This is going to affect you after all and it would way down on my conscience if you were not part of the decision making the process." Iida then dashed up to the front of the class, erasing the markings from the bored with expert precision before he turned around and nodded at everyone. They would have four minutes to decide who they thought would be the best to be president, with the potential of gaining a leadership position off of his shoulders, Izuku looked around the classroom. Taking a mental note of everyone that should be it.
Bakugou, while a genius in combat wouldn't be the best leader he felt. The young man was like a Logan without any of the experience behind it to make him wise and a good leader when it came down to it. Denki was another no, he just seemed like a guy concerned with being cool looking. Eyes jumping from one to the other, Izuku make these assessments in moments, Mina was a much to free-spirited, Tsuyu might be good but she seemed a little too passive right now. As he ran through them, Izuku was left with three candidates in his mind that might be good Iida, Yayorozu and maybe Kirishima. All had decent control over their quirks, and aptitude for following the rules and being upfront about most everything. Kirishma also had that honor code of his that assured he wouldn't do anything seen as shameful or disgraceful and Iida was much the same with his chivalrous attitude and insistence on fairness.
Humming a bit to himself, the tone of Unity on his mind and smiling as he debated between the people he knew of. He didn't really know the girl that well sadly, their interactions had been very limited, but from what he could tell she was a little lacking in actual on-field experience despite her level head and intelligence so it was between the two boys he knew. Debating between them The young man ultimately decided on his longtime friend, trusting him to get the job done just fine before he turned his vote in and watched the chaos ensue as it was all tallied up and the final few were Kirishima, Iida, and Yayorozu, just as Izuku thought they would be.
"Alright then it seems like I will be the president, and Iida and Yayorozu will need a tiebreaker for the vice." Kirishima proudly thrust out his chest as he spoke, glad that the people of the class decided to trust him like that, manly tears of gratitude leaking from his face, but nothing outward. He was holding in his pure emotion to put up a nice and brave face for the rest of the class that made Izuku smiled some before turning back to the book and started to write down ideas for the rest of the class until they were released for lunch. Heading off with the rest of his friends Izuku chased near Iida with his idea.
"Hey, hey Iida! Do you mind if you stay after school today? I have an idea that could help you with support stuff though we need to do some testing...Nothing dangerous mind you just some basic stuff with how your quirk works and how I could help you use it better than ever."
"Hmm...Depending on what you want to do then it should be fine for me to stay afterward. Though do you mind if I ask what you plan to do before I tell my mother I will be home late this evening? I don't doubt that your idea is sound, my mother just likes having solid confirmation for these sorts of things." Iida was curious as to what his friend had in store for him, it was clear that he could make a fine support item from the silver bracelets on his wrists and those gloves he wore as part of his suit. He just hoped it wasn't an idea copying his brother, Tenya loved his older brother and wanted to be just like him of course, but he didn't want to be exactly like him.
"Oh it's just something about your fuel for the engine, I can show it to you at the table but basically I want to see if any other citrus juice can give you a nitro boost or something, its kind of out there and I bet you have already tested something like that right"
"Actually, I don't think we have done so in my household. My brother certainly has nothing like that, but maybe he just has not tested it. Orange Juice was found to be the perfect fuel source back in my grandfather's day and we haven't changed since." Humming a bit, Iida put his hand to his chin as he thought of the implications of Izuku's little experiment. It could produce something like his in the works Recipro Burst move but used quicker and maybe without the stall afterward if done right. Yes, this would be a fine thing to try out if Midoriya did it right, popping his neck some the young man nodded eagerly at the idea.
"That sounds excellent Midoriya, thank you for involving me in your support education and helping me improve myself! Let me just call my mother and we should be good, she is normally pretty lenient with this sort of thing." Pulling the smartphone from his pocket, Iida noticed Urauraka's eyes widen and took small note of it before he started to speak with his mother about the plan. Said woman happily allowed her son to mingle with his friends after school, especially if it would be somewhat like training. After confirming this to the bush haired boy the group of teenagers went off to the cafeteria to fill up for the Heroics class that afternoon.
"Alright my young chicks! Today we will be having a small race through an enviroment to a set "victim" you must all get to, of course, all your times will be recorded and shown in a leaderboard, though this time around there will be no punishment for the lowest scoring person just extra credit for the top three in our class!" All Might proudly stood before his students, his chest sticking out in the well-muscled form they all knew well.
"Though with one exception! Young Iida, you automatically get the highest extra credit points possible for your exemplary performance at lunchtime, that sort of quick thinking and the calm head is what saves lives when out on the field you know!" The Pro then gave Iida a large thumbs up as he did a proud salute, standing proud for a few moments,
"Thank you, honored teacher. But I was merely doing what any person in this class would do given the situation. I just was in the right place to act on the notion that the invasion was only the press trying to get in to interview you."
"Hey Speedy take the compliment would ya. This job all of us are going for is all about being in the right place at the right fucking time. We have to be there before any real damage is done to civilians and the like right? You did what you could and grape boy here didn't end up as jelly on the cafeteria floor in the stampede." Izuku chuckled at his friend's annoyed tone before his laugh got louder when Mineta spoke up in response.
"Hey, I resent that! Either way, I would not have become jelly as jelly has no seeds or hard parts in it. For the number 2 student, you sure can be ignorant of things. Either way, I was doing better than you with that crowd mister as I stuck to a wall." The short young man said this with a cocky pride not befitting the situation he described as most people in class just sighed at the idea.
"E-either way! Today you will be split into groups of four in order to race for five rounds! Your race time and opponents if of course being decided by our state of the art computers here at UA! Now look to the screen!" Dramatically pointing towards the board, the image transitioned from its normal state into a large video screen that determined everyone's placements within the class. Landing Izuku right into the third round with a few other boys with mobility focused powers.
"Now before we start are there any questions for me?" At that prompt, Izuku's hand shot right up and was answered with a curt nod from All Might, giving the boy the freedom to speak at his leisure.
"Oh well. I..I have a new support item I want to test out today, I just wanted to make sure everyone in the class was fine with me testing it out in the race today. It's meant to be a disabling weapon you see and I don't think it would be fine to just use it without permission." Looking around nervously, Izuku fiddled a bit with his belt a bit after asking while humming a small tune to himself waiting for the answer.
"As long as you have tested it first its fine with me Midoriya. Though I was looking forward to having a purely physical contest without those support items I suppose it's a core part of your hero identity." Ojiro spoke out while scratching his neck, leading to the other boys he was up against to nod and voice their own concerns.
"I mean, as long as it looks cool to use it! I am going to have an advantage over you in any race around tall terrain anyways with my quirk!" Sero nodded, his expression unreadable due to the helmet but it sounded like he was jovial enough about the situation to Izuku. The last to confirm it was Todoroki, who simply nodded wordlessly before slinking right back into his typical state of blending into the background as much as he could before All Might led the class to their training ground. It was UA's own forest, planted by the various heroes they have raised over the ages and a perfect training ground for mountain mobility. Izuku himself took the nearest seat he could before pulling out his notebook once more and preparing to get down any needed information that would help him with giving his classmates the movement upgrades they might need that he could provide them.
Izuku watched eagerly as the first round started and he started to write down all the notes he could, ignoring the people that didn't need further movement upgrades like Bakugou or Mina from what it looked like as they both were able to use their quirks fine enough for that but Soji was the clear exception to it all, he had no real way of improving his mobility without outside assistance despite how strong his quirk was in a utility capacity. Getting into it, the young man devised some boots that would act like the jetpack he and Mei had created at the start of the week, though its only function would be to give Soji some vertical mobility, Izuku was imagining a situation where the tentacled young man was using his webbed arms like large wings and gliding through the sky, even making a few small sketches of what he wanted it to look like in action. Humming to himself playfully while he did so, his attention split between the action and his own musings like it usually was, thankfully the rest of class seemed content to leave him be on that front. Though occasionally Yaoyorozu would look over his shoulder and make a small humming noise before pointing out a small flaw in his plans here or there which Izuku appreciated greatly. Having someone to improve his ideas without Mei was pretty invaluable to him.
The rest of the race before his went much like that, Izuku switching around his notebook whenever he had to so he could make the most accurate notes possible on helping his friends conceptually, Izuku himself doubted that he could ever put the ideas to use though. As his time finally came up, the young man gives a large stretch, letting his joints give satisfying pops before he and his rivals lined up at the starting line. Izuku's own masked eyes darting around as he tried to assess what they all might do and how to get the most out of his taser ball. Shaking his head to clear his mind a bit, Izuku stared forward before All Might gave the cry for them to start and everyone else took off, Ojiro using his tail to launch off and grab a branch and starting to swing himself along the treetops, though his movements were clearly that of someone used to sturdier handholds, his cautious speed making it so he was a tad slower. Cero meanwhile took off with the tactic of swinging from his tape much like Izuku wanted to with his webs eventually, his movements clearly of someone who had practiced over and over, likely to be used as his main form of transportation and Todoroki he was just surfing forward on rapidly generating waves of ice, putting himself in the clear lead ahead of the other two boys but it wasn't so much that it was unconquerable. Standing there for a few moments while he made the assessment, Izuku nodded before aiming out his web shooters finally.
"Ah, young Midoriya? You do know that the race started twenty seconds ago right? I know you have trained well but this just seems like arrogance on your part my boy, why are you just starting now?"
Chuckling a bit at All Might's assessment, Izuku shot off his web lines like he had done that summer, backing up while the webs stretched and strained against him, storing up all that potential energy just waiting to be unleashed in an instant to launch whatever was holding them down forward at unbelievably high speeds. Closing his eyes Izuku released a held breath before he spoke.
"Simply put, I wanted to assess what they could do before diving in All Might but now... its dive to go off the high dive!" With that shout, Izuku hopped and flung himself forward with a cry of joy, feeling himself accelerate in less than a second without all the nasty wind he had to deal with when he did it in the summer, the young man sent his hand out to the nearest branch at the peak of his jump, letting himself spin around the limb for a full rotation before releasing and starting his brachiation through the forest, flowing from one tree to the other like a gibbon in its natural habitat the young man was quickly gaining on the rest of his rivals letting himself get back into the mental state he had all those months ago, the strain of his arms with each pendulum swing, the feeling of nearly flying as he released and in that magical few moments when he was flying through the air, feeling unrestrained by the forces of gravity before starting the next swinging arc. Hearing the slight creak of the tree branches he swing upon, straining under his force and weight, threatening to snap at any moment and send him plummeting down to the ground., All of that culminating in intense focus he needed to maintain in order to get everything just right, it was a thrill that sent shivers down Izuku's spine as he went through the activity, he resisted letting out a few more cries of excitement to not look like the fool to everyone else in the class. Estimating the distance between him and the other students in his mind, Izuku decided to implement the grenade when he was within fifty meters of his opponents, close enough to hit accurately and not be within the blast radius with how fast they were going.
Once he was finally within the desired distance, Izuku took in a deep breath to further calm himself, letting the seikuken grow stronger as he stilled the chaotic thoughts he was having somewhat to think about how he needed to deploy the grenade, it would need to be aimed at Cero first and foremost, he was in the center of the other boys and he needed that radius to hit as many as possible, second he needed to actually remove and throw the damn thing in a smooth motion without falling or else its purpose in this would be kind of mute and lastly he would need to capitalize on the advantage soon as possible once the bomb went off. Crystalizing the goals and actions he needed to perform in his mind, Izuku set about actually performing them. As soon as his left hand let go of the next branch it flew down to his belt and removed the weapon from its magnetic place as his right palm hooked itself around the next and Izuku swung with the grenade in palm, the thing being held in place by his climbing gloves quite tightly before he released the branch and gently swapped the bomb into his dominant hand as he flew through the air and grasped the metal sphere with his right palm and caught the next branch with his free hand, using the swing time to arm his projectile and while in the air Izuku gave it his best fastball pitch, the small grenade hurtling towards his opponent with a sharp whistle before nailing Sero in the back and erupting into a large sphere of copper wire and electricity, knocking out both the tape user and Ojiro, with the only thing saving Todoroki being a reflexive ice barrier stopping the prongs. Cursing a small bit at that, Izuku let himself drop from the trees, aiming directly upwards with his web shooters and becoming the projectile in his own giant slingshot once more to gain some much-needed speed.
As he started practically flying through the trees at breakneck speed, the world around him blurring into a fog of leaf green and earthy browns Izuku had to put all his focus and mental stress, every possible focus on just keeping himself in the tree troops, he couldn't allow for any discord in his mind, any notice of the forest not in his path forward or he would surely miss a branch and fall harder than ever before, and his usual recovery method would just be much too risky at this point, as gaining more speed and force when he could barely handle what he put on himself as is was just about the worst idea possible right now. Swinging himself through the forest, Izuku eventually was able to see a clearing up ahead, the place where this race was supposed to have its conclusion and the young man burst right through the treetops, shifting himself in the air so his body was straight and narrow he reached out as he passed the "civilian" they had to rescue, grasping the doll in hand before tucking himself down, angling his head and shoulder correctly before going into a series of continuous forward rolls to disperse all the energy and slow himself down to a painful stop against a tree trunk. Groaning as he stood up, the young man got himself back up in time to see the doll in his hand was missing its right arm, the thing ripped off violently by his sudden entrance as All Might made his announcement.
"Now that was unexpected! Good show by all parties involved! This race ends in a tie! Both Todoroki and Midoriya were able to touch the civilian at the same time, and while yes the doll is now an amputee, in a real situation you wouldn't be so passionately racing! I...I think." Beneath the most confident words was a bit of unease, the sign of a man out of his element doing his best to make do. With a sigh, Izuku turned himself around to make eye contact with one Todoroki Shouto, who had a strangely intense stare looking into him right now. As if he had offended the young man on a deep level or something. Shaking his head, Izuku approached his classmate with a hand extended.
"Man, that was a good race! I didn't even notice you coming up next to me in the end there...Though I also didn't notice much when doing that extreme speed stuff, that was a heck of a rush. A-anyways good job, I can't wait to clash against you some other time see if we can end it in a way other than a tie." Izuku ended this with a hopeful grin and softness in his eyes, begging behind it to not turn this into a large and complicated thing between them and thankfully after a few moments. Todoroki own ice-cold eyes warmed a bit and he shook Midoriya's hand.
"Yes. I'll admit I underestimated you some here, especially after that delayed start. It was a good time I guess..." Shaking the young man's hand Todoroki walked off afterward, shaking his hand and muttering something to himself that Midoriya couldn't quite make out but he was sure he caught the word father in there somewhere.