Hey guys! Welcome back to another chapter. I'm glad you made it, and I won't waste your time for too long, I just need to explain some things. This chapter will be the post entrance exam filler, as well as the first day. I always enjoyed this part of the show to a great extent, so I hope I can write it half decently. A big thanks to all the follow's and favorites. I hope I can live up to your expectations. Also, I decided on the final pairings. I can tell you guys, or you can guess with the flow of the story.

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Death Remnant: I'm glad you enjoyed that chapter. As I said before, it wasn't the most fun to write, but I was pleased with the outcome. Also, let me rectify my mistake. This story really isn't centered around Izumi. It's a multi-centric story, so there are going to be parts where Izumi is the main character, and part where others are too. Maybe I'll do and omake or two where it is from Izumi's Point of View, but I'm gonna stick with the third person from now. Lastly, I want to thank you for being my most invested reader/reviewer. It makes me happy to think that someone else enjoys this as much as me. Now, enjoy.

After the being healed by Recovery Girl, the realization that she would not be accepted into UA kicked in. Her face remained emotionless throughout the entire trip back to UA, and stayed that way until she left the large building she had been transported to. She saw Ichigo leaning against the gate of UA, waiting for her, or so she assumed.

She ran towards him until she made contact with his chest, throwing him off balance and knocking him down, but she didn't care. She wept into his shirt, soaking the soft fabric with her tears and apologizing profusely. Ichigo wrapped his arms around her carefully, softly stroking her hair with his right hand while whispering words of comfort. The stares they got were plentiful, but it mattered not. They sat on the concrete ground for several minutes before Ichigo lifted Izumi into a bridal style carry.

The stares continued as he walked into the train station still carrying Izumi, though the sorrowful cries had ceased. After entering the train, Ichigo sat down on one of the seats closest to the end of the train and set the exhausted girl down on his right. She leaned on Ichigo, resting her head on his shoulder. Ichigo chuckled lightly, before turning his focus on the small window behind him.

He watched as the train's magnets turned on, lifting the large shuttle off the ground. Unrecognizable faces zoomed past the window before it exited the station, and the view shifted to the mass of skyscrapers that was Musutafu. The foggy window and the large downpour gave the city a gloomy look, but the commutes of the city hadn't been slowed down in the slightest, a large mass of shifting umbrellas visible from the train. The low hum of the trains magnets gave a calming aura, not to different from a fan, and Ichigo rested his head on Izumi's before joining her in sleep.

"Hey, this is the last stop of the train, so I gotta kick you guys off." The gruff voice of the train operator said, giving the pair a unwanted but necessary awakening. They left the train soon after, and entered the train station. As they walked through the building, Ichigo heard a low grumble and started to look around for the source before landing on Izumi, who was holding her stomach, face flushed a dark red.

He smiled, and lead her towards a small restaurant that was inside the train station. He didn't order much, just enough so that they could get to their homes comfortably. They sat near the exit of the station, watching the rain fall and people rush to get inside without being too wet. After they ate, Ichigo pulled a small umbrella out of the small bag her brought and handed it to Izumi. "I-I couldn't take your umbrella from you. Y-You've done so much already." Izumi said, shaking her hands and denying the offer.

He nodded in understanding, extending the umbrella before holding it over her head as they walked out of the building. The umbrella was too small to cover both of them completely, so Ichigo held it so that it would cover Izumi and the right half of his body, everything on the left side of his body getting soaked. They walked until they arrived at her house, Izumi rushing to get inside.

"P-Please come inside Kurosaki-san. I don't want you to get sick because of m-me." She said inviting Ichigo inside. "I don't want to intrude on your home, so..." Ichigo said, scratching the back of his head, the offer being quite tempting to his cold body. "Ichigo, please?" She begged, not wanting another problem on her conscience. "Okay, fine." Ichigo said, entering the doorway and resting his umbrella against the wall.

"T-Thank you. I really didn't want to feel guilty for making you walk to your house soaked." Izumi said, walking deeper into her home. "It's nothing to thank me for. It really should be the other way around." He replied, waiting in the mudroom of the house. She returned with a pair of sweatpants and a white shirt almost identical to the one he had on then. "These w-were my fathers so they should fit. J-Just place your wet clothes in the laundry basket that's in the bathroom. I should be able to dry them before you leave." She said, pointing to the bathroom located in a small hallway. He thanked her, before heading it the direction she had pointed.

He took his time in the shower, rubbing out the kinks and bruises that had built up during the test. Ichigo looked over to where the soap was, and found that the only two soaps that weren't strawberry or some other fruit was a scentless shampoo, and a mint scented body wash. After cleaning himself, he stepped out of the shower and toweled himself off. Placing the sweatpants on, he opened the bathroom door and walked out of the bathroom and into the hallway.

He turned to exit the hall, but bumped into a towel-clad Izumi, knocking her back slightly as she let out a light squeak. "Oh, I'm sorry Izumi." Ichigo said, before noticing the lack of clothing on her and the ceiling started to look very interesting. "O-O-Oh, its f-fine K-Kurosaki-san." Izumi barely managed to whisper out, her voice several octaves higher as she rushed past him and into what he assumed was her room.

"Izumi! I'm home!" He heard yelled throughout the home, and walked out of the hall into the kitchen. "Hey! Who are you, and what are you doing in my house?" He heard the same voice from behind him, and turned to see a short woman that reminded him of Izumi, though straighter hair and a bit chubbier. "I'm a friend of you daughter. It's a pleasure to meet you." He said, bowing lightly. "Wait a friend of Izumi's, and you have orange hair? You're Kurosaki-san right?" She said, her expression turning from angry and afraid, to curious in a near instant.

"Yeah, that's me, I think?" Ichigo said, unsure of how she knew him, or if he was the same Ichigo. "Oh my god. My daughter talks about you all the time! She always rambling on and on about how handsome you are, and how strong you are, or how you're so nice and..." Her introduction turned into background as a shocked Ichigo spaced out. 'How handsome I am? How strong? Does she really talk about this to her mother?' Ichigo thought, sweat-dropping before coming back to reality. "Its so good to finally meet you." She finished, looking at him expectantly.

"Y-Yeah, its good to meet you too." He replied, stuttering in embarrassment. "Actually where is Izumi-chan at?" She said, changing the subject unexpectedly. "Sh-She's in her room. Do you see what she's doing?" Ichigo said politely. "If you would please?" He left his spot in the kitchen and walked down the same hall as before, but entered Izumi's room rather than the bathroom.

When entered, his vision was filled with All-Might themed pictures and merchandise. Other than the abundant amount of All-Might, the room was simple, a bed, a desk with a chair, white walls, a bathroom, and a small bed-side table with a lamp and alarm-clock. He was about to check the bathroom when he noticed an unusual lump in the bed. He walked over to the bed and heard light sobbing coming from the mess of blankets. "Izumi, is everything alright?"

Ichigo said, pulling the blankets off her face. Her eyes were puffy, a stream of tears flowing out of both of her eyes as she sobbed. "No, everything is not okay! I failed the test with All-Might's quirk! All-Might's quirk! I did the impossible and failed! M-Maybe, m-maybe I really am useless." She said, her tone shifting from anger, to a more unsure, melancholic tone. "You can't seriously think that right? All-Might didn't chose you as a successor for nothing. You didn't save Katsuki for nothing. Hell, you didn't clean that beach for nothing! Now please, tell me what happened during the exams." Ichigo replied.

She explained what happened at the exams, like how she wasn't able to gain a single point and how she almost died saving the bob-haired girl, tears flowing from her eyes the entire time. "Wow. For how smart you are, I can't believe you couldn't tell." Ichigo said, thoroughly confusing Izumi. "There's no way, a HERO school, a school centered around saving others, would let something like that go unrewarded." She pondered on his statement before it all clicked. He was right. It was a hero school, and she saved someone from near certain death, or what have been if the test wasn't moderated.

Why was she so stupid? "Now come on. Sitting around isn't going to help anyone. Plus, your mom's is waiting for us." He continued, snapping Izumi out of her thoughts as she perked up at the mention of her mom. "Wait, but she said she wouldn't be home tonight!" She said, getting up from her bed. Ichigo shrugged as they walked out of the room and into the kitchen, having no clue what she was talking about.

"Mom! What are you doing home?" Izumi said, giving her mother a hug from behind. "Oh, I told my boss about your exam's and he let me off early, saying he knew the feeling because he had a daughter too. Anyway, how'd the exam go?" Izumi visibly wince at the question, before responding. "I have no clue. I know I did well on the written, but I don't know about the physical." She explained. An awkward silence washed over the room as they looked at one another no clue how to continue.

"Alright then! I'm pretty hungry, so do you mind if I use the kitchen to make some curry?" Ichigo asked, quickly saving the conversation before it came to a halt once more. "He can cook too? Now I see what you mean by perfect husband material!" She said, accidentally exposing Izumi for a second time. Ichigo blushed heavily, Ichigo stuttering about how his cooking wasn't that great. Izumi looked down trying to hide her own blush, unaware of the futility of the action. "Did I say something wrong?" Inko asked, completely unaware of the verbal bomb she had dropped.

"The curry is ready!" Ichigo called out, his voice ringing throughout the small apartment as he finished plating the curry. He place two of the curved plates on the table before retrieving the last one which he claimed as his own. After a few seconds, Inko and Izumi appeared from the hall before taking a seat at the table. "Itadakimasu!" They exclaimed before taking a bite of the curry.

"Oh my god. Ichigo, this is amazing!" Inko said, before scarfing the meal down as quicker as Ichigo thought was humanely possible. Izumi nodded, before following in her mothers footsteps. He chuckled before speaking. "It used to be my mothers favorite, or at least that's what I've been told. She died when I was five and I wanted a way to feel closer to her, so this is the meal I've made the most often." Ichigo explained with a slightly sullen look on his face.

"Well, I bet if she taste this, she would be very proud." Inko said, pulling the bowl away from her face. "Thank you for saying that. It means a lot." He replied fondly. The rest of the meal was eaten in silence as the three ate the homemade curry. When they were all finished, Ichigo brought all the dishes over to the dishwasher and placed them inside. As Ichigo cleaned up the mess he made in the kitchen, he felt a tap on his shoulder and turned to see Izumi holding his clothes. "I um, got these o-out of the dryer, so they should be clean." She said. "Thank you. I just finished cleaning, so I'll probably head out now." He replied, drying his hands before taking the clothes.

He left soon after, saying his goodbyes to the family as he left the small house. As he walked towards his house, the rain slowed down, going from a heavy rain to a light drizzle. He had never been one who enjoyed the rain, so the sight of the sun peaking out of a hole in the clouds made him smile.

A very nerve-racking week had passed since the UA entrance exam. Izumi had tried to talk to All-Might the entire week, but hadn't gotten a single response. The lack of communication scared her, making her think she had truly failed the test, but it didn't matter as the letter she had been anticipating had just been delivered to the Midoriya household. Inko rushed through the house before bursting into her daughters room. "I-Its here! Its here!" She exclaimed, almost tripping over herself. Izumi took the oddly shaped letter out of her mothers hands and opened it, and a small black, disk device slid out. As Inko left the room she placed it on the table, and a screen appeared on the wall. "Is this thing on? It is? Okay, lets do this!" She heard the iconic voice say before his face showed up on the screen.

"I am here as a projection!" He said, surprising Izumi and almost knocking her out of her chair. 'Wait, isn't this from UA? What's All-Might doing here?' "It's been a while Young Midoriya, and I apologize for not responding, but I would've been fired from UA if I had! That's right! You're looking at the newest UA faculty member! Yes? What's the matter? Who's showboating? I need to show him something first. Wait, there's nineteen more of these? I better get to the point then. You passed the written test with flying colors, landing yourself in a three way tie for second place, but these more to being a hero than being smart. In the physical exam, you earned a total of 0 combat points. That's not enough to pass, sorry." He said, his signature grin fading.

The tears started to flow and she clenched her fists at the confirmation that she wouldn't get into UA, but All-Might continued talking. "Or that's what I would've said, had there not been a hidden component to the test! Look here! A short clip for your viewing pleasure!" He said, point a remote to the left, changing a blank screen behind him to a video of the brown haired girl Izumi had saved and Present Mic.

"Is there anyway I can give my points to the girl who saved me? You know, the one with the messy green hair? She doesn't really stand out a lot. She said she didn't have a single point, which is crazy! How did someone like her, who took down one of the biggest robots in the exam, not earn a single point." The girl pleaded, almost begging to give up her points for someone else. "No can do Listener, but there's no reason for you to give her your points anyway. I think she'll be fine. She's pretty high up on the charts!" Present mic replied with a knowing smile.

"Your heroic action inspired others, and that's I am here. The physical test was not graded on combat alone. How could course reject someone completely dedicated to helping others, no matter the consequences to themselves. That's what being a hero is about, and is why we have rescue points! A panel of judges awarded heroic actions with rescue points, which leads me to your final score on the physical exam. Izumi Midoriya, sixty rescue points! Ochako Uraraka, Thirty-five rescue points! You both passed the exam with flying colors. So, allow me to welcome you Izuku Midoriya. You are now a part of the Hero academia." All-Might finished, an disappeared from the screen, leaving a score board on the screen. Izumi opened the door to her room to find her mom pacing in from of her.

"Izumi! How'd it g-" She was cut of as her daughter hugged her, burying her face in Inko's shoulder. "I made it in mom. I'm going to UA."

The first day at UA. Ichigo held a booklet of paper that gave him the directions to get to each of his classes, the first one being homeroom in 1-A. He quick traversed his way through the building before arriving at a giant wooden door with 1-A painted onto it. "That's kinda hard to miss." Ichigo said, before entering the room. For a door with such splendor, Ichigo was quite surprise by the room it lead to.

It was a simple classroom with white walls and a chalkboard at the front of the room. In front of the chalkboard was a podium and a large desk, followed by a few rows of smaller desks centered in front of the podium. He was the fourth person in the room, the first three being a man with the face of a bird, a tall, blue haired man with glasses, and a black haired woman woman who kept her hair in a spiky ponytail.

Ichigo noted how robotic the blue haired man's movements were as he walked toward him. He extended his hand like a spring before speaking. "Hello there. My name is Tenya Iida, and it's a pleasure to make your acquaintance." Ichigo sweat-dropped, turning to the man with a bird head. "He do this to you too?" The man nodded before Iida interjected. "How rude! To not even address me is quite childish of you!"

Ichigo turned his head lazily to look at Iida. "Rude, huh?" Ichigo said, pushing past him before taking a seat in second to last row on the far left of the podium. He heard Iida mutter something about delinquency before taking his seat once more. He watched as others entered the room and receive the same stiff greeting every time, enjoying the wide variety of reactions. His mood shifted to a more tense one as he saw Bakugo enter the room, the same stuck up attitude as always.

He entered at the same time as another student, so Iida addressed the other one first, giving Bakugo the chance to take a seat. He sat down, kicking his legs up and resting them on the desk, which managed to catch Iida's attention. "What do you think you're doing!" He said, marching over to the desk. "Many Pro Heroes have sat at these desks! Don't you think think you should show them a little more respect?" He finished, hand cutting through the air rapidly.

"Shut up extra. Its a desk, not a priceless relic. With an attitude like that, I bet your from some rich private school?" Bakugo said nonchalantly. "Soumei High School actually, and they actually teach us proper manners there." He questioned. "An elite huh. It'll be that much better when I destroy you." Katsuki replied as Izumi entered the room. As the two men continued to bicker, Izumi took a seat next to Ichigo. "Good to see that you got here without any problems." Ichigo commented. "Y-Yeah, my mom was really worried. You should've seen h-her this morning." Izumi said, chucking lightly.

Suddenly, the door was opened and a yellow caterpillar entered the room before standing up behind the podium, revealing a poorly kept face. "You all quieted down almost instantly. Quite rational of you all." The face said, before the yellow sleeping bag was unzipped and a man stepped out. "Welcome to your UA homeroom class. I'm your teacher Shota Aizawa. I'll be the face you see the most through the year. That is, if you can make it that far. Now, I need you all to put these jump-suits on, and meet me outside at the Training Grounds." He said, placing the blue and white clothing on the podium before leaving the room.

Everyone, though confused, grabbed a uniform and left towards the locker rooms. Changing in front of complete strangers was awkward, but Ichigo got it done quickly. Exiting the locker rooms, Ichigo was glad he had studied the layout of the building, because it was built like a maze. After navigating through the building, he found himself outside in the training grounds, the only other person out there as well was his teacher. They stood outside for minutes without another person joining them, until all the girls came out at once, dressed in the loose jump-suits.

The men started to trickle out soon after, coming out one after another until everyone was outside. "Ichigo Kurosaki. You placed first in the practical exam, so I want you to come up." Aizawa said, and Ichigo did as he was told. Once he was standing next to him, Aizawa gave him a baseball. "I want you to throw this as far as you are allowed to use your quirk to assist you, the only limit being that you cannot leave this circle." Aizawa told him, before stepping back towards the rest of the class. "Also Ichigo, no holding back." Ichigo nodded before taking a deep breath, and releasing the restraints he put on himself, allowing him to transform into a soul reaper.

As Ichigo released his reiatsu, the class struggled to breathe. "Sorry, I'll get this done quickly." Ichigo said, before focusing on the test. "Hail, Zangetsu!" He exclaimed, and a large sword appeared out of what seemed to be nowhere. His clothes changed into a sleeveless shihakusho that reached down to his feet, which were now outfitted in sandals. He grabbed the sword by the hilt with his left hand, before placing it one his back, not needing it for the test. He extended the arm holding the ball, aiming upwards at an angle to give him a better distance, and unleashed an attack. "Hado#33: Sokatsui!" He said, a blue beam exploding from the palm of his hand, launching the ball through the sky. Ichigo was quick to repress his reiatsu, though his class used to the feeling of the thin air.

They waited for minute before a device Aizawa had pulled out beeped, signaling a final score. "1782 meters. Not bad. I always believed that quirks shouldn't be regulated as heavily as they are, so that's why I work here. The world pretends everyone's equal by banning the use of quirks, and its just not true. Here, you will pushed to your limits and beyond, to achieve goals you thought were impossible to reach. Welcome to UA University." Aizawa said, before the class broke out into conversation.

"I finally can destroy the extra's!" Katsuki said, grinning maniacally. "We finally get use our quirks! That's so manly!" The red haired man Ichigo recognized from the exam said excitedly. "I know right! This is going to be so fun!" A pink skinned girl said, which turned out to be a big mistake. "Fun you say? Being a hero isn't about having fun, but if were gonna have fun, I might as well have some too. How about this, whoever averages the lowest on all the tests gets expelled?" The whole class stiffened at the mention of being expelled. "W-wait! You can't do that, right? It's not fair!" Ochako said, whining lightly.

"The job of a hero isn't fair. You think villains who have their livelihood at stake are going to fight fair? If I see zero potential, then there's no use in letting you go through this course. Now, let's get started with the tests!"

Test One: Standing Long Jump

The test took place at a large 20 meter sandpit, and the goal of the test was to see how far everyone could go without touching the ground. The test was extremely one-sided, because some of his classmates had quirks built for the test, like a girl with a quirk that made her a frog. Ichigo also had a large advantage, being able to walk on air and clear the sand-pit with ease. There were those in the middle whose quirk gave a light boost to their score, like the black haired girl named Momo Yaoyorozu who created a spring-pad but even then she barely made it halfway across the pit. And lastly, there were the average and below scores, where the user's quirk was useless or even hindered their performance.

Test Two: Grip Strength

There were three people who stood out during the test. There was a man with multiple arms and a black mask who got a score of 1576 kilograms, Ichigo who got a score of 912 kilograms, and a short body with grape hair who got a score of 15 kilograms. The small boy didn't mind his score however, complementing the now identified Shoji on his score and asking him his quirk. "My quirk allows me to create additional arms out of my torso, with each one being stronger than your average arm." Shoji explained. "So you're like an octopus? Lucky. Octopuses are sexy." The grape haired boy said, making everyone around him recoil in disgust.

Test Three: Cardiovascular Endurance

No one other than Tenya enjoyed the cardio endurance test, running around a track at ten miles per hour or above wearing less conditioned runners out in a few minutes. Ichigo and Tenya ran neck to neck around the track, before Tenya hit what he called was his 'Sixth Gear' and blazed around the track, lapping everyone in the process. The test lasted for thirty minutes before Aizawa told the last four people to stop and that they were moving on to the next test. The disappointment Iida felt at that moment was immeasurable as he begrudgingly got off the track

Test Four: Upper Body Strength and Endurance

There were two parts to the fourth test, a bench-press and push-ups. The bench-press came first, each person lifting the largest amount they could. Shoji showed his insane physical strength once more as he was able to lift over three metric tons. His score was glossed over however, because the girl Ichigo saw hang out with Izumi throughout the day was able to lift over ten tons, but she threw up shortly after. He was also surprised when Yaoyorozu created a lift table out of thin air, and lifted the same amount as Shoji. He was fine with placing fourth, his quirk allowing him to lift one and a half tons maximum.

There was a five minute break in between the two parts, allowing some of the people who had overexerted themselves to rest before having to work the same muscle group. After the break ended, the next test required them to do as many push-ups as possible in one minute. It didn't seem to tough, but it showed how hard some of the people in his class relied on their quirks. He expected for the grape haired boy to place last for this test, his grip strength and benching being mediocre, but apparently being short has its perks.

Test Five: Fifty Meter Dash

Ichigo was surprised once more when he placed first, beating Tenya by a whole second. "The track isn't long enough for anything past third gear, so couldn't go as fast as usual." Tenya said. "Wait, so your quirk works like a car?" Ichigo asked. "Yeah, but instead of gasoline, I use vitamin C, so I have to eat a lot of citrus." Tenya explained. "Well that's pretty cool. You could probably go pretty far with a quirk like that." Ichigo complemented, watching two of his run down the fifty meter course. "Why thank you. Say, you never told me your quirk. If you don't mind explaining it, I would like to know." Tenya replied, curious about the man who could keep up with him in his fifth gear.

"Oh yeah. Um, my quirk is a variant of my fathers, called Death God. It enhances my physical strength, senses, and speed, as well as cast spells with a thing called spirit energy. Most of my combat though, is centered around this sword. I can use an ability called 'Shikai', which gives my abilities a boost and allows me to shoot the 'spirit energy' from my sword in large crescents. I dunno, it's really complicated." Ichigo finished casually, looking at a baffled Iida. "T-That's a lot of abilities for one quirk! Mine just lets me move faster as well as have a stronger skeleton. Also, what about that pressure we felt earlier?" Tenya said in awe. Ichigo was confused before his eyes lit up in recognition. "Oh, that. Yeah, that's my spirit energy. While I can suppress it well enough, casting the spells, which I call kido, and fighting causes it to leak out." Ichigo explained. "Hey, The test is over. Quit chatting with one another and get over here to do the next one!"

Test Six: Sustained Sidesteps

One of the more repetitive tests. It was kinda hard for people to improve their score using their quirks, but some found ways to. The boy with grape hair, who he knew now as Mineta, was quite creative in his execution. He placed a pile of his hair on each side of the line and bounce in between the two, earning him the number one place and the School record. Yaoyorozu copied Mineta's idea, and created two slanted spring boards, placing one each side and bounced between the two. The last one to impress him in ingenuity was Iida, who inverted his legs to face away from him, and used his engines to bounce himself over the line rapidly.

Final Test: Soft Ball Throw

Because of his demonstration earlier, Ichigo didn't have to do the test again, so he watched everyone else compete. There wasn't any interesting attempts in the beginning, most getting a distance below one-hundred meters until Uraraka, the bob haired brunette, blew everyone out of the water with an earth-shattering score of infinity. He was impressed, but with a quirk that erased most an objects mass and its entire gravity, you could throw a ball pretty far without to much trouble.

After her was Bakugo, who he knew was going to get a massive score, and probably overdo it. He was right, because Bakugo let loose, creating an explosion like the one when he was captured by the sludge villain, shaking the ground and sending a dust cloud over the entire training grounds. Grabbing the extra cloth on the end of his sword, Ichigo spun his sword around like a fan, causing the dust cloud to be blown away. Sheathing his sword once more, he coughed the sand he inhaled out of his lungs. "Did you really have to go that far?" He asked as his coughing fit stopped. Bakugo just smirked before hearing the beep come from Aizawa's device.

"2439 meter's." Aizawa said, causing Bakugo to put his 'I'm better than you' grin on, walking back to his classmates. The next notable attempt was by Momo. She got a score of 3798 meter's by creating a cannon that launched the ball. The last person to attempt the ball throw was Izumi. Ichigo had worriedly noted that throughout the tests, she hadn't had truly notable score, but had been in the top fifteen every test. He watched her reluctantly step into the circle, and mutter something to her self as she readied herself to throw the ball. As she brought her hand behind her, red lines appeared on her arm, and she threw the ball as hard as she could. The ball flew through the air, before landing fifty feet in front of her. "Wait what?" She asked herself, sure she had used One for All.

"I erased your quirk. The judges at the exam were wrong. Someone like you never should have been able to attend UA." Aizawa said, hair and scarf floating in the air. "Wait, quirk erasure just by looking at the user? I know you! Your the Erasure Hero: Erasure Head!." Izumi said, finally recognizing their teacher. "You're not ready to be here. You can't control quirk. I'd guess you were planning on breaking your arm again, and then hope someone else saves you." He continued, disregarding the fact that he had been found out. "No, I was going to try to control it!" Izumi said. Aizawa scoffed. "No matter what you were trying to do, the outcome would've been the same, and be a liability in the real world. You have passion, but even with a drive, you can only do so much with your quirk. I'm sorry Midoriya, but you can't become a hero. I returned your impractical quirk. Go ahead and get the test over with." Aizawa finished.

Ichigo's class muttered amongst one another, wondering what had been said, but Ichigo didn't pay attention. He watched as Izumi muttered something to herself before she came up with a decision. Suddenly, her arm flew back once more, and her body shifted forward. Her arm arced through the air, red lines appearing on her finger only this time. When it hit a certain angle, she let go, and the ball soared through the sky at unimaginable speeds. Surprised looks appeared on everyone's faces as the was launched from her hand, no one except a select few who had seen her at the exams expecting such power. Those who had seen her take down the giant robot still surprised, but by the minimal damage to her body instead of the power. 'She knew that using the One for All at max power would cost her body to much, so she launched it using minimal damage, but maximum distance by focusing the power on her finger. What the hell Young Midoriya? When did you get so cool?"

"Aizawa-sensei, I can still move!" She declared, proving she did belong in the hero course. "This kid!" Aizawa exclaimed before a moving figure in the corner of his vision caught his eye. He activated his quirk as quick as possible, causing the figure to lurch forward and get tangled in his capture weapon. "What the hell Deku! And what the fuck is this shitty scarf!" The figure Aizawa recognized as Katsuki Bakugo said, struggling to get out. "You are not getting out of that. This scarfs made out of a nearly unbreakable alloy, so stop struggling!" Aizawa said, tightening the restraints.

After calming down, Aizawa release the muttering Bakugo and sent him and Izumi back to the line. "Aizawa-sensei? Can we see the Scoreboard?" A nervous Ochako said. He nodded, and a digital screen popped up out of the device he held, giving the rankings.

1st: Momo Yaoyorozu

2nd: Ichigo Kurosaki

3rd: Shouko Todoroki

4th: Katsuki Bakugo

5th: Fumikage Tokoyami

6th: Tenya Iida

7th: Mezo Shoji

8th: Kirishima Eijiro

9th: Ojiro Mashirao

10th: Tsuyu Asui

11th: Ochako Uraraka

12th: Denki Kaminari

13th: Mina Ashido

14th: Kyoka Jirou

15th: Hanta Sero

16th: Koji Koda

17th: Izumi Midoriya

18th: Minoru Mineta

19th: Yuga Aoyoma

20th: Toru Hagakure

Sighs of relief came from all but Hagakure, who they all guesses was crying from the streams of tears. "Oh yeah. About the expulsion thing. I've decided against it. You all showed some potential, and it'd be unfair to expel a person whose quirk proves no benefits in physical activity. Be grateful one of you weren't down there, because I probably wouldn't be so lenient." Aizawa said, causing Hagakure's tears to slow down. "Now, class is over. Please return your suits to my desk before leaving for your next class." He finished, walking away without another word. "What the hell was that confession?" Ichigo asked, causing everyone to shrug before exploding in conversation.

Finally done with. Took a while longer, but I'm really happy with how it turned out. A few final notes before I finish up. Yes, I made character's a bit stronger. Next 'chapter' will probably be an explanation of the differences in each persons quirk. They will probably be very minor, but I don't want Ichigo being to strong, so they are definitely necessary. Secondly, sorry for bashing Bakugo a little bit. That's how I saw him portrayed in the beginning of the show, and he will change in the future. Also, can I address the insane amount of people who either remove or super bash Mineta? I think that he is a really funny and creative character, and the fact people get rid of him makes me laugh. He's a fun character to write, so he's gonna stay in my story without a doubt. Lastly, thanks for the follows and favorites. They are very appreciated. If you have any questions or concerns, please point them out or ask them in the reviews. I'll address them as best as I can. Now please, have a good rest of your day.