(It's best boy Izuku's birthday today, 07/15! So as a celebration, enjoy a new chapter!)
'Great, I miss lunch and now I gotta deal with this bullshit.' Izuku sighed. 'What great luck I have.' He thought, staring at the sea of students right outside the 1A classroom.
The final class of the day had just finished minutes prior, and 1A were ready to leave in order to start training for the sports festival. However, they were currently blocked off by about 30 to possibly 60 other students.
"Why the heck are you all here?!"
"Do you students have some sort of business with our class?"
"I won't let you hold us hostage!"
Izuku was behind Uraraka, Iida, and Mineta, who were the ones that asked said questions. He was staring past them and into the ocean of students, watching them. He had a few theories on why they were here, and none of them ended up with a positive outcome.
"They're scouting us out." Bakugo informed lazily, walking past Izuku, Iida, Mineta, and Uraraka. "We survived a real villain attack, they want to see us with their own eyes."
"They're mad that we're stealing the spotlight." Izuku backed up. "Although I'd gladly get rid of it if it meant we wouldn't have gotten attacked in the first place." He said, causing several others to nod in agreement.
"At least now you know what a future pro looks like. Now move outta the way extras!" Bakugo shouted, walking up towards the crowd.
"You can't walk around calling people extras just because you don't know who they are!" Iida exclaimed, chopping his arm in the air.
'Dammit Kacchan, not I gotta play diplomat!' Izuku scowled. Kacchan always had a way of making his classmates the most hated in the school, and it looked like UA wasn't going to be any different.
"So this is class 1A?" A tired voice asked, a full head of purple hair moving through and standing in front of the crowd. A boy, who looked as equally as tired as Aizawa, stared at them, unimpressed. "Heard you guys were impressive, but you just sound like an ass. Is everyone in the hero course delusional, or is it just you?"
"Rest assured he is the only ass here…well besides Mineta of course."
"Yeah!"
"Tell em class rep!"
"Hey! I'm not an ass!"
"How sad, to come here and find a bunch of egomaniacs." The guy sighed, rubbing the back of his neck and ignoring the murderous look Bakugo was giving him. "I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others here I was forced to choose a different track. Such is life. I didn't cut it the first time around, but now I have another chance."
'Really? He has a quirk worse than sticky balls?' Izuku asked himself. 'Although I do feel kinda bad for him, for all of them. Must be hard failing at your dreams…I almost did before All Might and Mei came to me.'
"If any of us do well in the sports festival, the teachers can decide to transfer us to the hero course. And they'll have to transfer people out to make room." He informed, scaring some of 1A. "Scouting out the competition, maybe some of my peers are. But I'm here to let you know that if you don't bring your very best, I'll steal your spot right from under you. Consider this a declaration of war."
"Bring it the fuck on! Let's go to war!" Bakugo shouted in sadistic glee, a killer aura oozing off of him and scaring some of the students in the hall, and some of 1A.
"Let's not and say we didn't." Izuku said, stepping up and putting a hand of Bakugo's chest before making him step back a few feet. "Declaring war now is foolish, isn't it? Giving us a warning is idiotic if you want some of us to end up failing so you can get into the hero course. So why do it?"
"I want a fair fight. It'll be just that much sweeter when I take someone's spot if they bring their A game." He replied.
'He's like Kacchan most quiet and tired. As if I needed another one to deal with.'
"Someone woke up on the wrong side of the bed." Ashido whispered to Kirishima. Although it was loud enough for the guy to hear.
"You guy something to say? Say it to my face ugly."
"Ugly?!"
Something…snapped inside of Izuku at that. The annoying itch that affected him back at the USJ was back, the one where he felt a need to protect his classmates. Only this time it was worse. It was beating him senseless, an overwhelming anger like none that he'd never experienced before washed over him. Even though she wasn't in danger, his instinct flared as if she was.
He had to restrain himself from hitting the guy right then and there.
"Hey!" He growled, moving close until his face was mere inches away from the one declaring war. "Your 'beef' is with me right now, leave her and the others out of this." He ordered, eyes glowing green and pupils slitting. "I'm not your enemy, it's in your best interest to keep it that way."
A few students in the hall stepped back at that, while 1A stared in surprise as the (usual) calm Izuku lost his cool.
'Holy shit that's manly!'
'Is it wrong to be turned on right now? I mean, he's threatening the guy over me!'
'Fuck, must be a side effect of his shitty dragon quirk. Need to redirect this mess.' Bakugo thought, before a voice shouted back in the crowd.
"Hey you! I'm from class 1B, the one next door to you! We heard you fought some villains, and I came to see if that was true! You're just a bunch of brats who think you're better than us!" A new guy with silver hair shouted and accused.
With the outburst as a distraction, Bakugo gripped the back of Izuku's collar and pulled him away from the door.
"Restrain him." The blond hissed to those who were close to where he pushed Izuku away, which turned out to be Racoon Face and Shitty Hair. 'Guy's like Shitty Hair but somehow worse. Only one thing to do.'
He ended up walking away, ignoring the silver haired boy.
"Hey! Don't you ignore me!" He shouted, pushing his way though in order to catch up with Bakugo.
'Deku you fucking owe me!'
Back in 1A Kaminari was yelling at Bakugo to fix this, since it was his fault everyone now hated them…more. Iida was attempting to calm the situation down with the others, and Ashido and Kirishima were trying to talk Izuku down.
"Calm down dude! It's just a declaration of war, nothing too big." Kirishima yelled.
'S-She's fine! No-No one's hurt!' He tried to assure himself.
"I-It's not that." Izuku growled, holding onto his head as it pounded furiously, dragon instinct trying to take over. "A-Are you okay, A-Ashido?" He questioned through the pain, causing the girl to freeze.
'Is he like this…over the guy calling me ugly?'
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine Midori! Words like that haven't bothered me since kindergarten!" She tried to comfort him, before grabbing and squeezing his hand. "I'm okay, you can calm down now!"
The pounding slowly began to fade, as did the light in his eyes. His pupils slowly turned back to normal, and the voice no longer spoke to him. He took deep breaths to calm himself as he leaned against the desk for support.
"Are you okay now?" Kirishima asked, rubbing his back and trying not to blush. 'So muscular!'
"Y-Yeah, I'm fine now. S-Sorry about that."
"What ever was that? Why were you freaking it?" Sato questioned.
"I-It's a side effect, from my dragon quirk. Whenever you guys are in trouble, it just…activates. But I thought it was only in a life or death situation, so it coming out now…is beyond me."
"So wait, the guy called Ashido ugly and you thought she was in danger?" Kaminari asked.
"N-No? Yes? I don't know, it's like the quirk has a mind of its own, or its own definition of danger." He tried to explain as best as he could, but he was just as confused as the rest. The previous One For All user had said life or death situations only, and someone's self-esteem getting hurt wasn't life or death as far as he knew.
"So if someone makes fun of one of the girls, you'll freak out?" Kaminari questioned, a grin slowly starting to form. "Hey Jiro-" The loud blond was cut off as tape via Sero was quickly smacked over his mouth.
"Don't you even think about it!"
As Sero, Shoji, and Sato wrestled and tried to restrain the loud blond, Mina couldn't help but smile as Midoriya continued his breathing to calm himself. It was both sweet and flattering knowing he cared so much about her, and cared so much he'd throw hands with some random guy. Regardless if it was his dragon quirk or not, it was still Midori, and it showed he did care about her.
Which meant she had another thing to use to tease him.
Midoriya felt something soft and warm press against his cheek, causing him to freeze and Kirishima to gasp. His cheeks darkened, and he turned to see Ashido as she backed away, smiling with her own cheeks turning lilac.
"W-What?"
"Ashido!"
"Hey, my hero deserves a reward, doesn't he?" She giggled, before grabbing her bag. The students in the hall had finally left, allowing them to leave. "C'mon Kiri, let's not be late for the train." Ashido said, winking at Midoriya before leaving the classroom.
Kirishima stared with wide eyes as Ashido left, before switching her view from the door and Izuku multiple times. With a quiet apology, the redhead leaves to follow her friend, leaving Izuku with bright red cheeks and a wave of emotions.
'What…the fuck?!'
First Jiro and now Ashido, how long until the others started giving him 'rewards' for being a hero? And…would they be upgraded? Like, would a kiss on a cheek become a kiss on the lips? And what then? A kiss on his…
"Are you okay Midoriya? Your red right now, are you perhaps feeling ill?" Iida asked as he and Uraraka walked over to him.
"What did Ashido say to you?" Uraraka questioned.
"S-She didn't say anything. Just, you know…" He trailed off, pointing at his cheek. The two squinted, and could see pink lipstick.
"PDA?! On school grounds?! Oooo, I'm giving her such a stern lecture next time we meet!" Iida exclaimed, shocked by such an outrageous display in school. This was UA! Save the PDA when you're over 21 and married!
"Oh, how…nice." Uraraka forced out, giving a small and fake smile.
'Is…Is she jealous? Why is she jealous?! I'm about to freak out!'
"You okay Jiro? You seem rather upset." He could hear Yaoyorozu ask the earphone quirk user.
"I'm fine." She growled out. Izuku could definitely feel her eyes on him.
'Oh god oh fuck oh god. This has to be some kind of prank!'
"L-Let's just get going." Izuku muttered, standing up on wobbly legs and walking awkwardly out of the classroom.
He needed some stress relief.
(His apartment, hours later)
Izuku, with nothing but pajama pants on, stared up at his phone from his laying position on his bed. His eye twitched as he read his new message.
Mina Ashido
Send a pic of your scar!
You
No
Mina Ashido
Please?! I bet it looks awesome!
You
You just want a pic of me half naked!
Mina Ashido
I mean…is that so wrong?
You
Yes! We aren't even dating! We shouldn't be sending stuff like that to one another!
Mina Ashido
Well, we could change that.
The greenette choked on his own spit, face glowing red at the text. He re-read it one, then twice, then another 10 times, trying to make sure he wasn't reading it wrong.
Mina Ashido
Or are you with that pink haired chick? What was her name? Mei?
Mina Ashido
She was cute! Would she mind sharing you? I wouldn't!
For whatever reason, he felt really…happy hearing that. Like, a popped a bubble of happiness and it washed over him. His heart thudded and his lips twitched upwards into a smile, mind buzzing with joy.
He was quick to shake his head and stare at the message.
This wasn't real life. This couldn't be real life! There was no way someone as beautiful as Ashido was serious! Date him?! Share him with another girl?! This was just her teasing! It had to be.
His phone vibrated, and he saw at the top of his screen that he had gotten a new text from Mei. He sighed, before tapping it to see what she had to say.
Mei
I wouldn't mind sharing you!
"Wait, what the fuck?!" He whisper-shouted.
You
What are you talking about?
'Play it cool. Maybe she's talking about something else?'
Mei
Your pink friend said she wouldn't mind sharing you.
Mei
And neither would I! Should we meet up and discuss who gets you on what days?
The happiness was back, this time it hit him like All Might and stayed around longer than it should have. Another side effect maybe?
You
How do you know about that?!
Mei
I hacked your phone.
You
W-Why?!
Mei
I've gotten paranoid since the attack at the USJ.
Mei
So I hacked your phone so I can always know where you are!
Mei
Cool right?
You
Not at all! Un-hack my phone!
Mei
Ok.
He knew she wasn't going to.
Mei
Can I save that pic she sent you?
Mei
I want that lingerie for the next time I stay over. Was her text, which was followed by a winky face.
He groaned, before rolling onto his stomach. He screamed and cussed into his pillow, trying to not let such an image into his head. He already 'relieved' himself like eight times when he got home, he didn't want a round 2!
You
No.
Mei
Ok!
Again, he knew she wouldn't listen to him.
Mei
I love you Izuku! Goodnight!
You
Love you 2, g'night.
He sighed again, before slapping his phone on his desk and forcing his head into the pillows, trying to make himself go to sleep. Or to suffocate himself. Whichever came first.
(Dreamworld)
Of course, he should've known nothing was going to go according to plan. Because as soon as he opened his eyes, he was back in the black void like days before.
"Why does fate hate me?" He asked himself.
"Ah, you're back! I was hoping to see you again soon." A voice said from behind, and Izuku turned to see the dragon user from before, still in the same attire as before.
"Dragon user, I was hoping to get a goodnights sleep after what I've dealt with today. Why am I here again?"
"'Dragon user'? I have a name you know! I just…can't remember it." He murmured to himself.
'He can't remember when he got One For All or his own name?!'
"I didn't know about that. Is there a name you would like me to call you?"
"Hmm, I've always been fond of the name Diablo. Yes, that's it! You shall call me Diablo, unless I remember my name or if you stumble across it." The newly named Diablo stated with a small grin.
"Diablo, got it."
"Thank you, and I apologize for what happened today. You were close to unleashing the dragon I see, over the guy calling the pink girl ugly."
"You…know about that?"
"I and the others are stuck in your head after all. We're more or less an audience of your day to day life. We see everything…everything." Diablo shuddered in disgust, causing Izuku to blush.
"I-I'm sorry! I didn't know you guys could…watch me."
"It's alright, I understand. The dragon quirk we share changes us, for better and for worse. Don't worry though, most of us end up looking away when your…stress relief time comes."
"M-Most?!"
"Yes…the seventh user is an odd one." He informed.
'All Might's master watches me?!'
"Now enough of that! I brought you here for a reason, after all." Diablo stated. "We also know what you're thinking, and I see you have many questions regarding our power." Diablo sat down, cross legged, before gesturing to the ground. "Please, sit so we can start."
Izuku nodded and followed as told, mimicking Diablo and sitting down while facing the man.
"Why was our power almost unleashed? You told me it would only activate when my friends were in danger, but all the guy did was make fun of Ashido! That doesn't life threatening to me."
"I also said you have to keep your emotions in check, did I not?" Diablo questioned. "You grew angry when the purple haired male said what he said, and our quirk responded accordingly. You see, us dragon users are judgy by nature. We judge everyone to see if they have any value to them or not, and to see if they are of any value to us. If they do, we tend to keep them close to us. That girl, are you close with her?"
"Well, we're classmates? I'm as close to her as any of the others I guess."
"But your friend makes fun of everyone, including your classmates. Why would someone new making fun of her be any different?" Diablo asked. "Do you perhaps, like her? As in, more than a classmate? More than a friend?"
The boy blushed, suddenly feeling like a kid again when his mom would ask the same thing about Mei. Those awkward times were dark times indeed, and Mei would always make it worse when she proclaimed they would get married in the future and have countless babies. They were fond memories, but also dark ones as well.
"I-I barley know her!"
"And yet, you risked your life to save her and nearly tore a boy's face off over him calling her a mean name. You may be unready or nervous to admit the truth, but our quirk knows what's true and what isn't."
"None of this makes sense! Why would our quirk react that way?"
"It's simple, to me at least. Your judgment of the girl is that she does have value to you, which has merged with your natural want and need to protect others, especially those close to you."
"So essentially…I want to protect her? From like, everything? Even insults that only children use?" Izuku asked, causing Diablo to grin.
"Yes, you want to protect from everything, and if your quirk senses she's in danger, it'll activate accordingly. I probably should have mentioned this the last time we spoke, but it might have…slipped my mind." He said while rubbing the back of his head bashfully.
"But-But how I stop it?! I can't just 'dragon up' whenever someone calls her something mean! How do I control our quirk?"
"Well, there are two options. One: you get in better control of your emotions."
"Never going to happen, I'm an emotional person! And an over-dramatic person! I once wished death upon myself over dropping a sock!"
"Well, then there's only one other option, seeing as how most of the others don't want you having total control over our quirk yet."
"Which is?" Izuku questioned. He suddenly felt uneasy when Diablo smiled.
"The only way to tame a beast, is to get a tamer."
"Oh no." Izuku paled at the implication.
"Oh yes! The only way to take control and get a handle on our quirk, is to get together with this girl. And the others we see you eyeing. The frog one, the gravity one, the earphone jack one, and ponytail one…" Diablo trailed off, counting on his fingers. "And especially, especially, you pink haired friend."
"What?! No, no way! I think of her as a sister!"
"Then you must be into incest, since we all saw you imagine her in that…position." Diablo flushed and coughed into his hand.
Izuku spluttered, turning crimson and wanting nothing more than to wake up and avoid this conversation.
"I-I don't-"
"Kid! You have two attractive girls agreeing to share you! And I'm beyond positive the others will also agree to sharing you. What's stopping you from accepting their offer?"
"I don't know!" Izuku finally shouted. "I've never been in this situation before! Everything's happening so fast! From All Might to One For All to this! It's stressful and for once in my life I don't know what to do!" He was shaking now, genuinely angry and confused. What should he do?!
"Hmm, I see. Your feelings are understandable, but are still rather annoying." Diablo sighed. "Looks like I'll have to force you to accept their offer."
"F-Force?!"
"Yes. Izuku Midoriya, ninth wielder of One For All, this is not a warning, but a threat. If you do not take up the offer of Mina Ashido and Mei Hatsume within the next four weeks in order to get control over our shared quirk, I personally guarantee you shall not receive any of the other quirks you have to unlock."
…Fuck.