A/N: Hey guys! Guess what! I got a summer job (possibly)! Chapter uploads may be a little slow from now on, so hang in there!
*Monster growls*
And I have this mother f %*&^ to deal with. Well, enjoy the chapter!
Edit (11/3/18): I tried to fix what I could, make things flow better and other things make more sense, and I wrote the confrontation scene to be shorter and be more in-tune with Bakugo's character, because man, did I screw up there. I also gave Izuku some more nerdy moments, because everyone needs more of Izuku's nerdy moments.
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Chapter 4: Welcome to Beacon
"Izuku, do you have everything?" Inko asked her son with a happy expression on her face as he finished lacing together the strings of his combat boots.
"Yeah, I'm sure," he responded as he stood up, briefly taking a moment to stretch his muscles before reaching down to pick up his bag.
"Are you sure? You packed things besides comic books and action figures, right?"
"I have everything," he said in a slightly annoyed tone. Honestly, they'd been over this a few times now. He only packed one suitcase of fanboy stuff. That was what they agreed to. He couldn't take his entire room with him. That'd be absurd. Even if he really did want to bring it all with him.
Wait, why was he even debating this? He was wasting time! "I've gotta go now, or I'll miss the airship."
"Izuku!"
"What?"
Isuzu looked at her son with pride in her eyes, and said to him, "I'm proud of you. Remember that, okay?"
Izuku stood silent for a moment before giving his mother a kind grin and responded, "I will. I'll be sure to visit you during the holidays!"
And with that, and an eager spring to his step, Izuku sped towards the airport in the eastern portion of Vale, his adventures as the greatest Hunter Academy about to begin.
(airship to Beacon, 8:07 am)
Izuku found himself sitting alone on the airship, trying his best to not look too conspicuous. He knew that he probably didn't stand out very much, but he couldn't really help but be self-conscious about how people viewed him. Being bullied for most of your life could do that to you. He scanned the hall in front of him, finding a few people with particularly striking outfits. There was one girl with an awesome looking red cape on her shoulders, and a boy with a soft-spoken yet incredibly classy style to his clothing; heck, even the blonde guy who looked like he was getting sick had a nice armor/casual clothing mix for his outfit.
Everyone here looks so much cooler than I do, the green haired inheritor thought as he down to his own ensemble of clothing. Compared to the few he'd already seen, his was rather tame. His bright emerald eyes shined underneath his messy mop of black and green hair, his freckles the same as they were a year ago. He wore an unbuttoned black blazer with sleeves that had been rolled up to his elbows, the kanji for green written in the same color on the back of it. Under the blazer was a dark green t-shirt with the kanji for forest written in black. He wore black khakis held up by a single brown leather belt, and forest green combat boots. On his forearms and hands each held metal vambraces and fingerless gloves with rounded metal sewn in front of the knuckles, and both were painted black with green details. On the back of the right glove was a sword, and on the left was a shield. They-
He was pulled from his thoughts when a hologram of a woman dressed in a white long-sleeved, pleated top that had a wide keyhole neckline and gauntlet cuffs that flare in pleats at the wrist. Her lower body was covered by a black high-waisted pencil skirt with bronze buttons and black-brown stockings. She also wore black boots with bronze heels, and a cape that was purple inside and black on the outside. The cut of the cape was stylized to end in flames and arrows, with a row of diamond-shaped bronze beads on the back. Above the line of beads there appeared to be an emblem of a tiara. She had very light-blonde hair tied back in a bun with a curl hanging down the right side of her face. Her eyes were bright green and she wore thin ovular glasses just in front of her eyes. She had dangling teal earrings that matched the hanging pendant on her collar. How was a hologram this accurate? No one knew.
But he knew who it was the instant she appeared! Glynda Goodwitch, Vice-Headmaster and the primary combat instructor of Beacon Academy! Holy crap, she looked awesome! He couldn't wait to meet her in person! Well, that was if he passed, and he shouldn't be getting ahead of himself.
"Hello, and welcome to Beacon." The hologram greeted the students aboard.
"Who's that?" Someone in the crowd asked. Izuku was about to answer them out of habit when the hologram beat him to it.
"My name is Glynda Goodwitch."
"Oh." The person said, now having received their answer, attention now turning back to just what the hologram was saying to the student aboard the airship.
The hologram continued. "You are among the privileged few that have been selected to attend our prestigious academy."
I wonder why the left out the part about Initiation... oh! Duh! It would discourage people if they thought they didn't have a shot of getting in!
"Our world is experiencing an incredible time of peace, and it is your duty to uphold it. You shall soon be required to demonstrate the courage and prowess befitting such a task, and it will be our duty to provide you with the knowledge and training to protect our world." The hologram finished its speech before fading out in a blink, disappearing without a trace.
Huh. They managed to work Initiation in there after all. Sorta...
Izuku shook himself from his thoughts and stood up, suddenly catching a glimpse of the city outside the window. He rushed over to the window, wanting to see more of it. The city of Vale was beautiful. The shops were bustling with early bird shoppers, and the streets were just starting to fill with people. It was a marvelous sight, even if he couldn't see the people clearly.
Then a mechanized voice came over the loudspeaker, "Attention all passengers, please retrieve you carry on bags and prepare to depart from the aircraft. Thank you for using Adel Airlines, where our currency is our customer's satisfaction."
Izuku, now aware of the fact that they were almost at Beacon, quickly grabbed his yellow backpack, the one that he's had for the last two years. His mother had offered to get him a new one, but he declined, saying that the bag had too much sentimental value to just throw away. It was true. It was the same bag that had helped him save Bakugou.
The doors opened before him. The docks were bare bones with only a couple of terminals and a large landing spot in the center for multiple Bullheads to touch down. The academy behind it, however, was gigantic, so much so that Izuku thought he wouldn't be able to see the top of the clock tower at the heart of the school.
But he shook himself out of his thoughts once again as he stepped off of the airship dock with a few other classmates in tow, ready to finally begin his new life as a huntsman in training.
And then he promptly tripped over the edge of the bridge.
Whelp, I'm about to get knocked out by my own two feet. Great start, Izuku. Great freakin' start. He thought before he landed face first on the ground.
At least, that's what should've happened. Instead, someone had grabbed the back of his blazer and caught him about halfway to the ground. "You okay there?" The person said as they pulled him back up. Izuku turned to look at the person who'd helped him, and was promptly rendered speechless.
The girl was fair-skinned, with purple eyes and dark golden hair worn loose that faded to pale gold at the tips. She had a tan jacket that bared her lower stomach, with golden brown piping and short, puffy sleeves with black cuffs that featured two gold buttons. Underneath this, she wore a low cut yellow crop top with an emblem of a flaming heart on the left breast in black. She also wore a brown belt covered by a pleated brown piece of material reaching from hip to hip around the back of her waist, with the emblem on her jacket emblazoned on the right-most pleat in gold, and a pair of golden bracelets sat motionless on her wrists. Underneath this was a longer, white, asymmetrical piece of material reaching to her knee on the right side, as well as a pair of black mini-shorts. She had brown, knee-high boots and orange over-the-knee socks, with the right sock pushed down just below the knee. A lavender bandana was tied around her left knee. An orange infinity scarf and black fingerless gloves completed her outfit.
Not seeming to notice that Izuku hadn't answered her question, the girl continued, "Well, if you can stand up straight, you'll be alright. I gotta catch up with my sister now. Seeya around!" The girl then ran over to the girl with the red hood he'd seen earlier on the airship, likely the sister she'd mentioned earlier, despite the fact that the two looked nothing alike.
I JUST TALKED TO A GIRL! Izuku shouted in his thoughts with some form of pride, with an odd smile forming on his face.
Yeah... 'talked'... right... moving on.
Izuku walked down the long pathway to Beacon. Why was this pathway so long? Probably to prevent any means of approach other than said pathway during an attack. See? And now you've learned how architecture can be a legitimate strategy when expecting to be attacked.
Anyway, along this pathway was the one with the red hood from earlier being berated by a girl in a white dress. Then, a girl with a bow came to resolve the conflict, and upset the girl in white even more than before. She stormed off, leaving the other two there while her servants collected her bags. Then, with her job now complete, the girl with the bow left the girl with the hood by herself, and she promptly slumped down and laid down on the cold pavement.
Izuku, being the introverted bullying victim he was, couldn't let her be this down in the dumps and began to walk over to her. It was at this same moment that someone beat him to the punch... again. A boy who looked to be around his age offered his hand to the girl, which she hastily accepted, and was pulled to her feet.
He decided to go over and introduce himself anyway. Why? He didn't know anyone else, and had nothing to lose.
"Hey." The two then turned to him as he addressed the girl with the hood, asking, "Are you alright? I saw what happened earlier. It seemed like that girl tore into you pretty hard."
The girl in question was fair skinned with silver eyes and black, neck-length hair that gradated to dark red at the tips, cut in an asymmetrical style. She wore a long sleeved thick black blouse with a high collar and red trim on the sleeves, a black waist cincher with red lacing up the front, and a black skirt with red trim. She also wore a pair of thick black stockings and black combat boots with red laces, and red trim around the top and red soles. Her outfit was topped by a red hooded cloak fastened to her shoulders by cross-shaped pins. A flaming rose emblem appeared as a large silver brooch and was pinned to a wide black belt slung around her hips on an angle, which also had bullets and a pouch attached.
"I'm fine. I'm just not good at dealing with people."
"You'll get used to it eventually. I mean, that's how this works, right?" the boy said to her. He was tall, with dark-blue eyes that were emphasized by his short blonde hair messily layered on his head with the right side of his hair nearing his right eye and the left side swept back. He is quite toned, having strong muscles in his arms, shoulders and upper chest. He wore a white, diamond-shaped chestplate cut off above his lower abdomen and white spaulders with rerebraces set under them. Underneath the armor, he had a black, short-sleeved hoodie with detached reddish-orange sleeves. He also wore blue pants with a white patch on the left knee, as well as elbow guards with cords strung through them and black high top shoes.
"I... wouldn't count on that happening anytime soon." She said to the boy before turning her attention back to Izuku, extending her hand and introducing herself. "Ruby Rose."
Izuku shook her extended hand and introduced himself in turn, "Izuku Midoriya. It's nice to meet you."
"And I'm Jaune." The blonde boy said as their handshake broke off, offering his hand for Izuku to shake, which he did. Then Izuku realized something.
"Aren't you the guy that puked on the ship?"
"That's what I said!" Ruby chided in before Jaune slumped over in semi-shame.
Also, why is her last name so familiar? Maybe I wrote it down in one of my journals? Well, I can always look for it later.
(five minutes later, elsewhere in Beacon)
"I'm just saying that motion sickness is a lot more common than people let on," Jaune said as he explained his family curse to Ruby and Izuku as they walked throughout Beacon.
"I'm sorry. Vomit boy was the first thing that came to mind when I saw you," Ruby apologized.
"It actually is pretty common. I get it whenever I'm on a boat," Izuku piped in, remembering the time he'd gone to Patch Island with his mom by boat to visit his grandparents. He'd sworn to never ride a boat again. Ever.
Much to his dismay, this promise had never been followed through. One day!
"Ya see? And what if I called you crater face? Would that be very polite?"
"Hey! That explosion was an accident, and it was hardly even my fault."
"Wait, there was an explosion?!" Izuku asked in surprise and concern.
"Yeah, there was this girl in white who kept shaking this dust bottle at me, and then I sneezed and then the explosion happened and... you probably know the rest," Ruby said as she went from angry to depressed in a matter of seconds.
"Changing the subject... the full name's Jaune Arc. Short, sweet, rolls off the tongue, ladies love it."
"... Do they?" Ruby and Izuku asked simultaneously, though Ruby's was hinted with a bit of sarcasm and Izuku's was genuinely curious, due to his lack of social skills.
"T-they will. At least, I hope they will. I mean, my mom always says that... nevermind," Jaune said as Izuku's eyes suddenly lit in realization.
"Wait... Arc as in Braun Arc?"
"Yeah, that's my dad. Why?" Jaune asked with a suspicious look.
"Holy crap, he's one of the coolest hunters to ever live! I know he primarily operated in Anima, but he was renowned the world over for his sword and dust skills! And his semblance was so cool-"
Izuku suddenly stopped his rambling when Jaune started to look particularly uncomfortable. He hadn't really meant to go off on a tangent like that, it sorta just happened. But, he did stop, muttering an apology under his breath before they continued on their walk through the campus with a significantly more awkward silence between the three of them.
Ruby, being the person that she was, decided to break it by discussing the subject that she was best at. Weapons.
"So... got this thing." Was all she said as she brought out Cresent Rose. Jaune and Izuku backed away in surprise, not knowing how a weapon that big could be hidden so easily.
"Whoa! Is that a scythe?" Jaune asked, not really having any other questions at the moment.
"It's also a customizable, high impact sniper rifle."
"A what?" Jaune asked in confusion, obviously not dealing with guns that much in his life.
Izuku then answered with a dumbed down version of Ruby's earlier statement. "It's also a gun."
"Oh. That's cool!"
"So whadda you got?" Ruby asked with a bit of a spark in her eye.
"Oh, uh..." Jaune fumbled with the sword on his hip. "I've got this sword!" He said, bringing out the blade that had served his ancestors so well, a nearly three-foot blade with a blue cord wrapped hilt, faded gold guard, and a pommel with a diamond-shaped finish.
"Ooo..." Ruby said in minor awe.
"And I've got a shield too." He pulled out a white shield with yellow edges and a double crescent moon painted on the front in gold, likely his emblem.
"Corcea Mors. Arc family weapon. Used and modified throughout the generations-" Izuku unconsciously started on another tangent before Ruby touched the shield, causing it to open and close several times as it flew out of Jaune's hands and he tried to catch it. Izuku then caught the edge of the shield and handed it back to Jaune, who promptly thanked him.
"The-the shield collapses into a sheath. So I can just... put it away."
"Wouldn't it weigh about the same?" Ruby asked.
"Yeah, it does."
"What about yours, Izuku?"
"Oh!" Izuku thought that this may have come up eventually, but not quite this soon. Still, he composed himself and began to explain his weapon.
He extended the metal on his fingerless gloves until they covered every inch of his hands. "They can cover both my hands entirely so that I can do some of my more complex moves without injuring myself. And-" Izuku then extended an arm blade tinted green on his right vambrace, and expanded a black buckler shield with green piping on his left. "I added these so that I'd have more options than just punching Grimm to death."
"So cool!" Ruby exclaimed as she rushed over to him, swooning over his weapon.
"Yeah, it's awesome! Took me a while to make, but they're still awesome." Izuku decided not to mention the grappling hooks so that he could get a little breathing room considering his newfound discovery of Ruby's... hobby. Yeah, that was the safest way to put it.
"Wait, you made those?!" Jaune shouted in genuine surprise.
"Well yeah, of course we made our own weapons. Most people who attend colleges like this do. But if Izuku is right, then yours is some kind of heirloom?" Ruby asked, staring at Jaune with a tamed version of her earlier frenzy over Izuku's gloves and vambraces.
Jaune hesitantly answered, "It's a hand-me-down. My great-great-grandfather used it to fight in the Great War." He looked at the sword with the respect of someone who'd only heard stories of its first wielder, almost as if he felt he wasn't worthy to hold it.
"That definitely sounds like an heirloom to me," Izuku thought out loud before covering his mouth and following it up with, "I said that out loud, didn't I?"
"Yep." Ruby and Jaune said simultaneously.
"I am so sorry! I didn't mean to-"
"It's alright," Jaune reassured Izuku. "Besides, you weren't far off the mark. It's an heirloom. Technically speaking."
"Well, I like it!" Ruby said with more enthusiasm than Izuku was expecting. "Not many people have an appreciation for the classics these days."
"Yeah... the classics..." Jaune mumbled to himself.
"So, why'd you help me out back there?" Ruby brought up the topic of how they met.
"Eh, why not. My mom always said, strangers are just friends you haven't met yet."
"That's... not entirely true." Izuku piped in, his voice lower than it had been before.
"Why do you say that?" Ruby asked, her head turned in an inquisitive position.
"I... never had the best luck making friends when I was growing up," Izuku stated rather sharply, not wishing to remember any more on the subject. "Anyways, do you have any idea where we are?"
"I dunno. I was following Ruby."
"Hey! I'm new here too!"
They started to look around for anything that looked like a landmark to help reorient themselves, only to find that the bridge was the only landmark around, and the one that they actually needed to find to get to the main hall. When they finally managed to get to the main hall, they entered the auditorium at the front of it, a plethora of students of different ethnicities, cultures, races, and classes in this large, yet somehow overly crammed room.
"Hey, Ruby! Over here! I saved you a spot!" They heard as Izuku looked over to his left, he saw the blonde girl that had saved him the trip to the infirmary earlier. But as soon as he caught sight of her, she vanished into the crowd, and Ruby along with her.
"H-hey! Wait up!" Jaune called after her in vain, as she was already gone. "Great. Now where am I supposed to find a nice, quirky girl to talk to?"
"I don't count," Izuku stated bluntly.
"I know." Jaune deadpanned. The awkward silence continued for a few more moments before Izuku suggested, "Wanna split up and look for Ruby?"
"My thoughts exactly."
The two then split up, looking for Ruby and her sister throughout the literal sea of students. Jaune was met with little success, mistaking another pair for the two of them an apologizing profusely afterwards, while Izuku actually managed to catch up to them while they were in the middle of a conversation.
"So, how's your day been going so far, little sis?"
"You mean since you ditched me and I exploded?"
"Whoa. Meltdown already?"
This was when Izuku decided it was time to intervene. "Actually, according to her, it was literal."
"Seriously?" The blonde girl said before recognizing Izuku. "Hey, you're that guy I saved from a trip to the infirmary."
"Y-yeah. I'm Izuku Midoriya. Nice to meet you." Izuku hesitantly extended his hand to the blonde, who gracefully accepted it and said, "Yang Xiao Long. Pleasure's mine." Yang then noticed something odd. "Huh. You're actually taller than me. That's weird. I could've sworn we were the same height earlier..."
"I-I'm pretty sure it's only by about half an inch. Wait... Xiao Long? As in Taiyang Xiao Long?"
"Yep. He's my dad."
"That's so cool! I mean, I know that he's one of the best martial artists in Vale, and I even based a few of my own combos on some of his stuff, not to mention the fact that he was on Team STRQ! Actually, I think IrememberwhereIheard-"
"Izuku, you're rambling again," Ruby pointed out.
"Oh! Sorry," Izuku said as his hands flew to his mouth out of reflex.
"Nah, it's fine. I actually think it's kinda neat."
"Can we get back to the part about me exploding now?"
"Yeah, sure. How did that happen exactly?" Yang said, now fully turning her attention back to Ruby, as did Izuku, who didn't really know the specifics of what happened.
"Well I tripped over some crabby girl's luggage, and then she started yelling, and then she shook this bottle at me, and then I sneezed, and then I exploded, and then she yelled again, and I felt really, really bad and I just wanted her to stop yelling at me-"
"YOU!"
"Oh Oum, it's happening again!" Ruby yelled before jumping into her sister's arms in a rather cartoonish manner. How was this possible? No one knew.
The girl in question was even shorter than Ruby, and was pale skinned with pale blue eyes and long white hair pulled back into an off-center bun tail and pinned with an icicle-shaped tiara. A crooked scar ran vertically down her left eye, likely from a fight of some sort. She wore a thigh-length strapless dress with a faint color gradation from white to pale blue at the hem. A small piece of black lace sat in the front of her neckline and the hem of the dress was scalloped and stitched to resemble snowflakes, with layers of white tulle under the skirt. Over this she also wore a bell-sleeved bolero with the same color gradation as her dress from shoulder to wrist, lined in red and with a ruffled collar. On the back of the bolero was a snowflake crest. She also had a small apple pendant on a silver chain and thin, rectangular silver earrings. Her boots were white, wedged heels and higher at the back than the front. They had a small silver decoration across the top of the foot and are lined in red. A thin white sash was tied around her waist with a pouch attached to the back. Her aura screamed smarmy royalty, although Izuku, still ever the social outcast, didn't really notice it. Just that she seemed to be very... how did Ruby put it? Crabby. Yeah, that was the safest way to put it.
"You're lucky we weren't blown off the side of the cliff!" She began to berate Ruby for the second time.
"Oh my Oum, you really exploded," Yang muttered as her eyes widened at the prospect of her little sister potentially being blown to bits fully hit her.
"I told you it was literal." Izuku piped in, still wanting to be a part of the conversation.
"It was an accident." Ruby said to Yang in a calm voice before rolling out of her arms and looking at the girl in white, rather hastily repeating, "It was an accident!"
The girl then whipped out a book and held it in front of Ruby, titled Dust for Dummies, and Other Inadequate Individuals. Ruby, not really knowing why the girl was showing her the book, asked, "What's this?"
"The Schnee Dust Company is not responsible for any injuries sustained while operating a Schnee Dust CompanyproductalthoughnotmandatorytheSchneefamilyhighlyencouragestheircustomerstoreadthiseasytofollowguidetoDustapplicationinthefield," she responded, her words beginning to blend together so quickly that even Izuku, who did that on a regular basis, could barely understand what she was saying. Ruby, not being able to keep up at all, let out a confused, "Uuum..."
"Do you really want to start making things up to me?" The girl asked, still holding the book in front of Ruby.
"Absolutely?" a hesitant Ruby answered.
"Then read this and never speak to me again." She said, practically forcing it into Ruby's hands.
Yang and Izuku, who both decided that Ruby should at least not have to suffer through the crabby girl's tantrum anymore, tried stepping in and suggesting a different approach. Yang began by saying. "Look, it seems like you two got off on the wrong foot. Why don't you start over and try to be friends, okay?"
"We'll be here for emotional support!" Izuku said a little too enthusiastically, though the girls didn't seem to notice.
"Yeah! Great idea guys!" Ruby extended her hand to the girl in white. "Hello, Weiss. I'm Ruby. Wanna hang out? We could go shopping for school supplies."
"Yeah, and we can paint our nails, try on clothes, and talk about boys like tall, blonde and... scraggly over there." The now named Weiss replied with so much sarcasm that even Izuku could hear it.
Ruby didn't seem to notice at all, and excitedly asked "Really?!"
Weiss was silent for several seconds before replying again with a very firm "No." There would be no changing her mind.
"Wow, sarcasm much?" Yang asked Wiess the rather obvious question.
Izuku nodded in synch with Yang's question, though before their conversation could continue, the headmaster stepped onto the stage and began his speech to the initiates.
"I'll... keep this brief. You have come here in search of knowledge. To hone your craft and acquire new skills. And when you are finished, you plan to dedicate your life to the protection of the people. But I look amongst you and all I see is wasted energy. In need of purpose. Direction. You assume knowledge will free you of this, but your time at this school will prove that knowledge can only carry you so far. It is up to you to take the first step."
Ozpin then left the stage, and Glynda took his place in order to inform the students of their sleeping arrangements. "You will gather in the ballroom tonight at no later than eight o'clock. Your Initiation shall begin tomorrow. You are dismissed."
"He seemed kinda... off," Yang said in an unsure tone.
"Like he wasn't even up there." Ruby seemingly continued.
"But his speech did have a few valid points, though," Izuku said, surprising both of them. "A lot of the students in here just want to be the next big thing. If they want to stop wasting their energy, they have to want to help people."
"Huh. Yeah, I guess you could interpret it like that. Then I'll just have to work even harder! Thanks, Izuku!" Ruby said to the green haired inheritor with a large grin on her face.
Surprised at the sudden praise, Izuku promptly blushed, saying, "I-it was nothing, really. Just an observation."
"DEKU!" He heard his insult of a nickname spoken by a sickeningly familiar voice.
"WellseeyoulaterIgottarunbye!" Izuku hastily managed to put together before he started running away from his dire wolf bully, leaving the girls even more confused than before. Then, a familiar voice said, "I'm a natural blonde, ya know."
Weiss facepalmed in frustration at the entire situation. This was going to be a long four years.
(five minutes later, elsewhere in Beacon)
Bakugo roughly pinned Izuku to the wall with a loud but dull thud, anger so dense and prominent that his eyes were practically glowing red. Why? Why was this wannabe even here?
"I THOUGHT I TOLD YOU NOT TO APPLY! WHAT THE HELL DEKU?! I WAS SUPPOSED TO BE THE ONLY ONE TO GRADUATE FROM THAT CRAPPY HIGH SCHOOL TO HERE, SO WHY DID YOU APPLY?! DO YOU HAVE A FUCKING DEATH WISH?! CAUSE I'LL GRANT IT IF THAT'S WHAT IT TAKES TO KEEP YOU OUT OF HERE, YA DAMN FRACTURED!"
"Bakugo..."
"WHAT?!"
"Someone I look up to... said that I have what it takes. That I can be a huntsman. Someone chose to believe in me. So I'm gonna prove them right." Izuku then grabbed Bakugo's arm, his grip tighter than it had ever been before. And then, with rage in his eyes, Izuku looked at his bully and said, "AND YOU CAN'T STOP ME THIS TIME!"
Surprised at the hostility, Bakugo was quiet for several seconds. Izuku had just stood up to him. Properly. Not the weak-willed responses he would've expecting before; he was...
Oum, it pisses me the fuck off!
With a sudden shove, the ashen blonde direwolf released his prey and promptly turned heel and stomped away, stating, "Fine! It's not like you have an Aura anyway! Don't come crying to me if you get mauled by a Beowolf!
Now out of Bakugo's sight, Izuku slumped down, and let out a relieved sigh. That was way too close. I thought he was gonna blow me up again. He shuddered as he remembered the years of bullying he endured with Bakugo. The explosions, the verbal beratement, the actual damage that he'd had done to him over so many years.
But I'm not that person anymore. I'm stronger than I was back then! I'll just have to prove it to him!
Izuku then got up and started walking out of the corner Bakugou had pinned him to. Until he realized something.
"I have no idea where the ballroom is."
(Beacon Ballroom, 8:30 pm)
"Thanks again for finding me, Jaune," Izuku said, now changed into an All Might t-shirt and green flannel sweats, his feet laid bare.
"No problem. I'm always ready to help a friend." Jaune replied, now dressed in a... baby blue onesie with a bunny head emblazoned onto the front?
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..
…
Well, he wasn't really in a position to judge, having his idol on his t-shirt and all, so he didn't bring it up. Though considering how people were looking at him as he strutted down the hall, he started to rethink this decision.
Jaune said he'd already managed to find a place and had set up his sleeping bag there earlier, so Izuku was left alone. Again. Nearly every space there had already been taken by somebody, and no one he talked to had offered to even try to make any room for him.
So, he was wandering the ballroom when he noticed Ruby and Yang talking to the girl with the bow he'd seen earlier. Yang was wearing an orange tank top with her emblem emblazoned on the stomach, and thigh high black shorts, while Ruby wore a black tank top with an odd-looking heart on it, and white sweatpants with rose blub designs on them. The girl in front of them still had her signature bow on, but she wore a kimono and held a book in her hand. Deciding not to wait any longer, Izuku walked over to the group of girls with his sleeping bag under his arm, and asked, "H-hey guys. Do you know if there are any spots left? I've been looking for five straight minutes and I haven't found a single one."
"Izuku!" Ruby exclaimed as she zipped over to him, asking, "Where have you been all day? Was it that friend of yours? If he was the blonde guy, he didn't look very nice. Are you okay?"
Izuku leaned back to get some breathing room from the hyperactive Ruby, and answered her questions one at a time. "I've been... around. And yeah, he did hold me up for a bit, and... well, I wouldn't really call him much of a friend anymore. And yeah, I'm alright! I'm still in one piece, aren't I?"
"… I mean, yeah, but geez, you were gone for a while there. Started worrying me. But, now that that's done," she then bonked him on the head extremely hard. "Ow!" Izuku exclaimed, rubbing his now sore forehead. "What was that for?!"
"For practically disappearing on us! Don't worry us like that again, okay?" Ruby pointed her index finger at him for emphasis.
"Okay, okay I won't," Izuku consented.
"Good! Now, to answer your question from earlier-"
"Hey! What is going on over here?! Don't you realize some of us are trying to sleep?!" Weiss said as she came over in her nightgown, her hair let down from its ponytail.
"I agree with the young lady! If you wish to converse, you can do so by whispering!" A tall boy with combed hair, glasses, and blue flannel pajamas practically yelled at them, making frantic hand gestures as he did so.
Then Weiss recognized the three guilty party members, and Yang and Izuku seemed to recognize her too, since they all yelled, simultaneously, "OH, NOT YOU AGAIN!"
"Shhhh! Guys, she's right, people are trying to sleep!" Ruby tried to get them to calm down.
"Oh, so now you take my side." Weiss antagonized her for a second time.
"I was always on your side!"
"E-er, can we please just-"
"Yeah! Why're you being so mean to my sister?! She's only trying to be nice!"
"She's a hazard to my health."
"QUIET DOWN, ALL OF YOU! WHILE I DO UNDERSTAND THAT YOU MAY NO LIKE ONEANOTHER, OTHER PEOPLE HERE ARE TRYING TO SLEEP! SO IF YOU WISH TO ARGUE, DO SO IN THE MORNING!" The boy with glasses yelled at them, making his hand gestures throughout. Surprisingly, it got all three of the girls to calm down. Satisfied with his work, the boy turned heel and sped away to his sleeping bag.
Weiss had already left too, so it was just Izuku and the girls that were present. He decided to try and introduce himself to the girl in the bow, but she just said, "Blake Belladonna. I heard your name from these two before you got here. Pleasure to meet you, I guess. Goodnight," before blowing out the candle next to her.
"Anyways, like I was saying earlier, we do have an empty spot next to us. I hope you don't mind sleeping next to girls." Ruby finished her statement from before Weiss arrived.
"N-n-no, not at all, thank you." Crap! What do I do?! I've never had to sleep next to anybody before, much less a girl!
The three then walked over to where Ruby and Yang were sleeping, and Izuku set up his sleeping bag at a medium distance from Yang, so as to not be rude or seem disinterested.
Then, as he was settling in, Izuku heard Yang ask, "So, Greenie, why're you so toned?" as she teasingly put her finger on his arm. Izuku, still being the introvert that he was, immediately turned redder than Ruby's cloak from the touch and flinched away in embarrassment.
Yang chuckled a little bit, and said, "Hey, it's just a question. But seriously though, how did you get this fit?"
Izuku hesitated before he answered her,"… Ten months of pure hell on the face Remnant."
"Seriously?!"
"Yeah. That's all I can really say about it without getting flashbacks." Izuku shivered as he remembered some of the workouts Toshinori made him go through.
"Why'd you go through that?" Yang asked as if it were no big deal.
Izuku hesitated for longer on this one. Should he just not answer her or give her a filtered version of the truth? He didn't really know her, and even if he did, he still had no idea how she would react to something like that.
So, filtered truth it was.
"It was the only way I could begin to use my Semblance properly."
"Ooooh. I mean, when you put it like that it makes a whole lot of sense. Goodnight, Greenie." Yang said as she rolled over to her other side to face her sister.
"Goodnight, Yang," Izuku said as he went to sleep, strange dreams appearing throughout his slumber.
A/N: Happy 4th of July everybody! For this authors note, I will not be answering any questions! Yep! You've gotta ask em' yourself!
The next chapter may be a little later than usual, so be sure to keep that in mind during the next few months.
Seeya in the next one!