"Ack-hem. Hello? Is this thing on? It is? Good."
The hell was All-Might doing delivering his acceptance speech. "Oh yeah. He's going to start working at UA this year."
Great. That was going to be fun. A fourth, overly loud person to disrupt his life.
"Hello, Ichigo Kurosaki! I bet you are wondering why I am delivering this message to you!"
Nope. Already explained.
"Well, I will be teaching at the UA institution from this day forward, guiding brave youths down the path of being a hero!" He gave a signature thumbs up to the camera. "And I am happy to announce that you will be joining me at this new UA, in Class 1-A!"
So he was making it in. The confirmation of that made him smirk. "You placed the highest out of the one hundred recommendation students, and your new friend was not far behind. Your physical capacity is incredibly high, as you even managed to set a record for the 2000 meter race!"
Wait? That was surprising. He was sure there would've been someone who had beaten his time. Oh well. He wasn't going to complain.
"Um... Not much else to say there. If you are moving into the dorms, try to have it done by the end of the week. There. Is that all...? It is? Alright then, I suppose I will see you at UA! Plus Ultra!"
And the hologram shrunk down. "Damn. That was anti-climactic."
Shiho agreed with his claim. "The actual exams had a little more suspense to them. Probably because the test was a little more large scale, and based a little less off just raw strength. Either way, you're in my homeroom, so I have a list of your classmates. If you want it, that is."
"Yeah, I'll take it. Doubt I'll know anyone there though."
She shrugged. She certainly hadn't recognized anyone, other than her son. She handed him the list, and he only lightly scanned it before handing it back. "Well, Ikuyo's in the same class, I guess. Same with Endeavor's daughter. I can already tell there's going to be some annoying conflict."
Shiho groaned at that too. Conflict was the last thing she needed.
Especially if she wanted some sleep.
"Alright. I guess you should get packing, then. I can find a picture of the dorms for you. It's annoying to think that you'll have to share a dorm with all the girls in your class."
Ichigo froze. He cleared out his ears, hoping he had misheard. "What now?" His voice cracked unusually.
"Yeah. Nezumi had to tear down the new dorms though, due to some violation of a building space law? Some bull-shit like that, so now the dorms are mixed. All of them."
Well. He was sure he was fucked. "Anyway, I'll get out of your room so you can do whatever. Just don't cause me any more problems, problem child."
And she left him alone in the room.
Suffice to say, he had to rethink the choices he had made over the past few months.
(-)
He had started with his photos.
One by one, he took them down, reminiscing about the memories each one had carried. There was the one he kept in his closet on his dresser.
It was a picture of himself, his father, and his biological mother, Masaki. They had gone to the beach that day, and he remembered how difficult it was for his father to set up the camera. He hadn't brought a tripod, so he had to set it up against Ichigo's sandcastle. He smiled wistfully as he recalled how funny it was when the photo had gotten blocked by a crab. He and his mother had fallen down laughing when the crustacean latched onto Isshin's finger.
A good memory. Something of which he had few during his younger years.
Next, the larger frame that hung on his wall. This one had been much more recent, a photo of his family on the day of his father's second wedding. He was a little shit back then, because he didn't even smile, and instead, frowned deeper than he usually did. Shiho had been resilient though, and he eventually warmed up to her.
And finally, on his bedside table, was a picture of himself, Yuzu, Karin, Isshin, Present Mic, Shiho, Kisuke and Yoruichi on the day of his graduation from high-school. He had passed the hellish years with flying colors, placing top five in his class, and excelling in his soccer and Kendo sports.
In general, he had felt pretty awesome that day.
When his pictures had been packed away, he topped his suitcase with an assortment of necessary clothes. The rest would be moved in boxes, but he needed a clean supply while he got situated. He put his tooth-brush, tooth-paste, shampoo, and soap all in the same suitcase.
He had a small care-package if for some reason he couldn't access his stuff when he moved, and with that out of the way, he started to filter everything else into their own boxes.
Clothes, accessories, bedding, all the bland stuff that he wouldn't need instantly went into the three, semi-large boxes. It made him feel boring, stale almost, because everything he owned fit into three boxes.
Oh well. Made his life a little easier.
He loaded them onto the red dolly Goat-Face had loaned him, securing them down with a strap before he rolled it out of his room. "Room's cleared out. What do you have planned for it?" He asked his dad, who was leaning against the counter with a cup of coffee in his hands.
"Your sister wanted her own room. Probably end up giving it to her."
"Oh yeah. Speaking of those two, I need to say goodbye before I go. They wouldn't forgive me if I didn't."
Isshin nodded. "They're in my room, giving your mother a make-over."
He laughed at the absurdity of the statement. "You're telling me, that Yuzu and Karin are giving Shiho a make-over? I have to see this!"
Ichigo let the dolly go, peeking his head into the doorway of his parent's room where he was treated with a genuinely heartwarming sight. Yuzu was giving her mother mascara while Karin curled her hair. Shiho looked happy, truly happy, and it hurt him a little to break up such a moment. Walking into the room, he spoke. "Hey...I'm heading out to the dorms now."
Yuzu was the first to react, turning around, surprised by his appearance in the room before tears started to well up in her eyes. "So you're leaving?" His silent nod, caused her to drop her makeup to hug him. "I'm going to miss you, Ichigo!" She cried into his shirt, to which he, of course, hugged back.
"I'll miss you too, Yuzu. I doubt anyone will be as good as a cook as you are." Ichigo kissed her on the cheek, before moving onto Karin. "You too. You'll have to protect your little sister now in the stead of your older brother."
Yuzu complained about how she wasn't that much younger, but they didn't listen. "You know I will. Now get out of here before I start crying."
Karin. always the tough one. "Alright then. I'll visit you all as much as I can, alright?"
"You better, overgrown strawberry." She replied sharply.
"And you." He pointed to Shiho. "I'll see you on Tuesday, Mom."
Then he closed the door behind him. He was sure that got a reaction out of her, even if she didn't show it.
With a sigh, he walked back into the kitchen where his dolly was waiting. "You know how much that means to her, right?"
"Of course I do, Goat-Face. And she knows how much it means to me." He started to walk towards the door. "Anyway, I've got a train to catch. I'm a busy man. Places to move into, friends to make, and, most importantly, old farts to surpass." The last thing he saw on his father's face when he walked out was a cheeky grin.
It was at that moment, he realized it was official.
It was that moment that he realized, he was on his way to become the best hero in the world.
(-)
When he arrived at the dorm, with his suitcase and boxes in tow, most of his classmates had already moved in completely and were hanging out in the lounge downstairs. Right in front of where he was entering.
So when he opened the doors, almost everyone's eyes landed on him. "Hey. I'm Ichigo Kurosaki. It's good to meet you all." He spoke simply, attempting to avoid conflict until later.
"Oh! We really are in the same class Ichigo! This is going to be a great year!" Ikuyo yelled, shooting up from her seat. "Now! Allow me to lead you to your room! Everyone else already picked one, so I made the decision for you!"
As he had come to expect, he was dragged out of the room, succeeding in his plan to avoid contact with the mass of females as he was brought to his room. "I chose the room right next to mine, so we can be room-buddies!" Ikuyo beamed, pushing him into the high-quality room.
It reminded him of his old room, if not a little spacier, with a king-sized bed being placed against the middle of the east wall, a large closet on the south wall, a normal windowless with to his west, and a completely glass wall to his north, though it could be covered by a sliding wall. "Huh. Easy to unpack, I suppose."
Setting his luggage at the foot of the bed, he moved to unpack before he was pulled back out of the room. "You aren't just going to sit here and decorate right now! We're all trying to get to know each other, you included!"
Well, maybe he hadn't succeeded. "Okay fine! Just stop dragging me already!" He yelled, pulling his arm out of Ikuyo's grip.
"I deeply apologize! I hadn't meant to inconvenience you!" She hit one of her deathly stiff bows; her head almost reaching the floor if her boobs hadn't stopped her.
Now he was put on the spot. "I-It's fine! Just, ask next time."
"Yes, sir! Now hurry up so we can get to know everyone."
He grumbled but followed her back to the lounging room where the bulk of Class 1-A sat, speaking about anonymous topics. "Hey! The sole male of 1-A decided to join us! Ichigo, was it?"
The question as asked by an average-sized girl, with waist-length blonde hair and two cerulean blue eyes. "Yeah?"
The woman placed her hand on her hip. "Well, I hope you know that you and your perverted plans won't succeed here! There's nineteen of us and only one of you. A lousy, perverted man! So be prepared to have your fantasies turned on you, you giant ba-"
She had meant to finish her remark, that much he could tell, but it must have been kinda hard when she got knocked out by a chop it the side of her neck. "Sorry about her! Not all of us see you like that!" The owner of the hand apologized, as the blonde fell limp in her arms.
"Whatever. I don't doubt that you all were a little apprehensive when you heard there was a guy in your class. It was a female-only school, and I wasn't even planning to come here until like, 6 months ago."
Most of them looked surprised. "I'm curious. What made you come to UA then?" It had been the girl who created a bike during the recommendation exams who asked the question. She had kept her black hair in a ponytail then, but it seemed that she preferred to keep it down when she relaxed.
"My mom who teaches here suggested I do so." He took a seat on the floor since it seemed all the chairs were taken, and Ikuyo sat next to him with her legs crossed, mimicking his own position.
"Your mom's a Pro-Hero and a Teacher at UA?" A pink-skinned girl with pale horns topping her head inquired.
He dipped his head. "She's my step-mom, I guess. I lost my real mom a while ago, and she was a Pro too. Same with my father actually, but he lost his license back when I was 14. I guess you could say I have quite a bit of heroic heritage in my family."
They all looked away uncomfortably. Damn it, he hadn't wanted for them to pity him. "Hey! Don't you dare start to look down on me because of that, or even pity me! I got over that long ago, and I really didn't come here for your sympathy." He growled, ending all the pitiful glances they had been giving him.
'Good save. Now you look like a dick.'
'Shut up, asshole.'
Then, a semi-transparent girl, who seemed quite stoic from what he could tell, with her short grey-blue hair covering her left eye, asked him a question. "Does your name mean strawberry? That's kinda girly."
That got a few quiet snickers from the group. "No, damn it! It means One who Protects! Why don't people understand this!" He slammed his fist on the ground, but it only made them laugh more. "Stop! It's not funny!"
Even if Ichigo couldn't, Zangetsu could tell that they were all going to get along just fine.
(-)
"Alright, Everyone! I think it is about time we all formally introduce ourselves to one another since it seems everyone is here!" A tall, lean girl with engines on her calves called their attention, all 20 pairs of eyes falling on her. "It is a key part of this class that we all get to know each other, and I refuse to let us slack!" Her blue, bob-shaped hair bounced as she did. "I, in honor of suggesting the idea, will go first as a demonstration!"
She stood up in the middle of the room, with bewildered, interested, and confused eyes watching her as she did. "First, your name, like so! Hello everyone! I am Toyo Iida, and it is a pleasure to meet you! Next, your quirk! Mine is called engine, and it allows me to run at Mach speeds at the cost of me needing to intake citric acid often! And you end off with your likes and dislikes! I myself enjoy jogging, as well as reading modern literature! I dislike sweet foods, and villains!" She finished, bowing as if expecting applause.
She got a little, much to her enjoyment.
The pink girl from earlier jumped off her seat. "Oh-Oh! I'm going next!" She exclaimed, going to where Toyo just stood. "Hey everyone! I'm Mina Ashido! Nice to meetcha! My quirk is called acid, and it allows me to secrete any liquid on the pH scale! It's what makes my skin pink!" Mina showed off her ability to do so by making a pool in her hands, before absorbing it again. "I like sour stuff a lot, and love gymnastics and dancing. I dislike bullies, but that's about it." She finished, before taking her spot next to an invisible girl.
"Me next!" Ikuyo shouted, bringing the attention to her. Ichigo could already see where this was going. "My name's Ikuyo Yoarashi!" She pulled off one of her over-exaggerated bows. "My quirk is called Whirlwind, and it gives me control of all the surrounding gasses and air around me! I like hot-blooded people and being a hero! I dislike bad heroes and thunderstorms!"
She had been facing the ground the entire time, her body bent at over 90 degrees, but she was still audible at the volume she was speaking. When she finished, the orange-haired girl who saved him from a berating blonde moved to take her place. "Hey. How'd I do? Did I make a good impression?" Ikuyo whispered.
"You made an impression, that's for sure."
The woman cleared her throat before speaking. "Heya! I'm Itsuka Kendo, and it's nice to meet you all! My quirk is kinda boring, but it's called Big-Fist. It kind of explains itself, my hands grow bigger, but it's useful when I'm fighting because they also become a lot harder and stronger." She let her hand grow about twice it's normal size. "I like martial arts a lot since I have studied it for years, but I also enjoy socializing. I dislike shopping, just because I see it as useless and boring."
Next, was a girl with explosive blonde hair. "Listen up you extras! You better remember this, because right now, you're looking at the future number 1 hero, Katsuyumi Bakugo!" Well, confidence wasn't a necessarily 'bad' trait, he supposed. It was just a little silly, seeing how she was on the smaller side of the scale in all aspects. "My quirk is called explosion! It lets me sweat nitro-glycerin on my palms and feet, which is super fucking awesome! I like spicy foods and fighting! I hate losing and people looking down on me! Oh yeah! Now hurry this the fuck up so I can leave!"
Jeez. That was a little much.
"Yo! My name's Eiko Kirishima, and it's super cool to meet you all!" She was even shorter than Katsuyumi by a good 2 inches, putting her at just above 5 foot. "My quirk is called Hardening! It's not very flashy, but it's crazy useful! My skin can turn as hard as diamonds, but the harder it is, the more it takes out of me!" Ichigo watched her skin sharpen. "I like sweet things, baths, cats, and being manly! I hate showers and rude people!"
Huh. Cute.
With all the more social people out of the way, no one was very eager to step up. So, he volunteered. "Hey. The name's Ichigo Kurosaki, as I said earlier. It's good to meet you all." He gave a small wave. "My quirk has an obnoxious name, but it describes it well. It's called Death God, and it does a variety of things. It raises my physical strength much higher than average, and the same goes for my speed. It's got a passive effect of slowing people down around me if I can't control it. The final thing it can do is called flash-step, and I move at around Mach-10 for as long as 2 seconds at a time. I suppose I like curry, as well as reading Shakespeare. I hate people who look down on others based on their quirk status or look at them based only on their quirk. I guess I kind of dislike sweet stuff too, other than dark chocolate."
When he finished, most people had seemed to relax now that the elephant was out of the room, and were more interested in socializing. "Hello. I'm Reiko Yanagi. My quirk is called Poltergeist. It allows me to phase through solid objects, as well as lift objects around me. I like Halloween and winter. I dislike the sun. "
"I'm Neiko Monoma. My quirk allows me to copy emitter quirks for 15 minutes, and there isn't a limit on how many I can use at once from what I can tell. I can also permanently copy a quirk, but I need to have the consent of the user, and any quirk that I had permanently copied before will be erased."
For how rude and dominating she had been to him when he first entered, she seemed rather calm when addressing everyone else. Not to mention her quirk was cool as hell, if not a little demeaning. The fact that she had to copy quirks probably lead to some major bullying. That aside, he wondered if she could copy his.
"I like muscular guys and being the best, but mostly muscular guys. I dislike stuck up people, or people who put others who are at a disadvantage down!"
Well, pervert as she might be, he was sure he was right about her being bullied.
"Hey, the name's Hana Sero! My quirk turned my elbows into tape dispensers, and that caused it to be called Tape! What comes out of my elbows can vary, it can be really sticky or not at all, and can be strong or weak. I like going to the park and hammocks, just because it's fun to swing around. I dislike the limitations on quirks, and I'm a little scared of thunder-storms."
He smiled at that. This class really did have its quirks, other than their actual quirks. 'You and your puns can go straight to hell."
'Not before you, I can't.'
"I suppose I will go next." The woman he had started to call bicycle girl commented, standing up from her one-person chair. "I am Momo Yaoyorozu. I come from a high-class family, but please do not let that deter you from conversing with me. For my quirk, it was dubbed Creation. It allows me to transmute my fatty lipids into any form of matter or atom, but only the ones of which atomic structure I know. I enjoy volleyball as well as cycling, though reading older literature is my favorite. I dislike vulgar language, rude people, and other disgusting things."
High-Class, huh? That was probably a much better nickname than his other one.
"Hello! My name is Ochako Uraraka, and it is really cool to get to know you all! My quirk is pretty cool in my opinion, though it isn't the greatest when it comes to fighting. It's called Zero Gravity, though it's a little more complex than that. By touching all five of my fingers onto something, it gets rid of the effects of gravity on that object. Let it be the Earth's gravity or the Moon's, nothing affects them. I hope to become a Rescue Hero when I'm done with college! Um, let's see... My likes are Mochi, as well as tea. Space is really cool too! I dislike bitter things a lot, though!"
She reminded him of Yuzu. It had been the only thing that kept him sane, keeping someone like his sister around. Hopefully, she would have the same effect.
"What's up you guys!" The floating clothes had shot off the couch. "My names Toru Hagakure! It's really nice to 'see' you all! Ehehe!"
He knew he would get along with her. No doubt about it.
"Anyway, my quirk is Invisibility. Like, duh. No explanation needed. I like frilly clothes and going shopping! I dislike bummers and party poopers."
Kinda kiddy, but he didn't mind.
Next, was a girl just as short as Kirishima, though she had much fluffier green hair, and was a little less busty. "H-Hello... My name's Izumi Midoriya, and i-it's nice to meet you all, I guess...? Anyway, my quirk is called super-pow-"
"Shut up, you quirkless Deku! You don't have a quirk, you useless cheater!"
Oh. So that was who she had meant when she said Deku. She had been calling the shy girl useless this entire time. All because she didn't have a quirk, or hadn't? While the green-haired girl seemed to disagree, she was overwhelmed by the aggressiveness of Katsuyumi. He didn't know the story behind the two, but he sure as hell wasn't going to sit around and listen to them argue.
"Hey, Bakago or whatever your name was. Sit the fuck down and listen. I'm not trying to listen to you shout for a good five minutes."
The ash-blonde turned to him. "The fuck you say to me, extra?!"
Ichigo got off his ass, practically towering over where the two had been arguing. "I said, sit down and shut up. I don't want to listen. To. You. Whine."
She stared right back up at him, neither of their gazes wavering as they waited for the other one to crumble for a solid minute. No one tried to stop them out of fear of their anger being turned on them.
Ichigo's stubbornness outlasted Katsuyumi's, as she let out an angry and reluctant 'hmph' when she sat back down to listen to the green girl's introduction. "Sorry about that." He said through gritted teeth, resuming his own seat on the pillow that laid on the ground.
"A-A-Anyway, I w-was saying that m-my quirk is called Super-Power." Katsuyumi snorted. "It lets me use incredible strength, but i-if I use anything more than 1% of its power, it breaks my bones..." She explained.
'She's got the same aura as Toshinori, if not a little stronger. Do you think he found himself a successor?'
Ichigo mentally chuckled, a wry smile finding its way on his face. 'He would be the kind of guy to choose someone like her, even though she's not at all ready or physically capable of handling his quirk. He's going to stifle her attempts more than anything by giving it to her so early on... I don't know though. I guess I could ask after this is all done with.'
'That would be a good idea.'
He made a mental note to message his father's friend, or really, his unrelated brother.
"So... for my likes, I really like All-Might and researching quirks! He's just such a cool hero! And quirks are super impressive! I don't dislike anything, really. Although, I don't like it when people take what they are given for granted."
Alright. That had been a little more eventful than he had thought.
"I guess I'll go, ribbit."
Another short, green-haired girl croaked out, though she seemed a little more sure of herself, and had more...he didn't want to say bulbous, by they definitely had larger facial features. "I'm Tsuyu Asui. I'm a little blunt. people say, although I just speak what I see as the truth. My quirk is called 'Frog', and it gives me all the attributes of a frog. Except for the weird feet. I like lakes, showers, baths, and the color green. I dislike liars, perverts, and cold dry places."
Alright. Pretty standard for a Heroic quirk. A vast majority of quirks were centered or based around some kind of animal.
"Hey. Yui doesn't talk, like, at all and Pony can't speak Japanese very well. Can they be skipped?" Itsuka asked, pointing at an admittedly beautiful and another clearly foreign student.
No one seemed to be at odds with the suggestion. "Okay. Thank you!"
"Wait. What language does she speak?" Ichigo asked.
Itsuka looked at him. "English?"
"If she wants, I could translate for her." He offered.
"Wait. You speak English?!" The foreigner asked.
He shook his head. "Barely... Can understand well..."
He was very heavily accented, but at that point, it didn't matter. She had found someone who could understand her well. "That's fine! I can understand Japanese well, so you won't have to talk in English! And, thank you for the offer of translating for me, but it's really okay."
He shrugged. "Alright. I won't make you then."
With that out of the way, the introductions continued.
"Greetings, everyone. My name is Ibara Shiozaki and it is a pleasure to make your acquaintances. My quirk is rather simple, as it gives me control over plants and other vegetation. My likes are gardening and painting among other things. I have a strong indignation towards the perverted and other sinners."
Hmm. Pretty.
"Hey everyone, I'm Setsuna Tokage! It's great to meet you all, and I can tell this is going to be an exciting year! I guess I should start with my quirk? Um, it's called Lizard Tail Splitter. Weird, right? But anyway, it lets me remove any part of my body from the main body. It gets hard to tell what is the 'main body,' but it's always the part attached to my head." She pulled her arm off, much to everyone's disgust and surprise. "I know! Pretty gross, right? So, my likes are any kind of sweets, and snakes are really cool too. I don't dislike much though. Maybe birds, but that's about it."
"I suppose I'll go now..." A short girl, shorter than Midoriya and Eiko, volunteered softly. "I'm Kinoko Komori... My quirk is really cool, and it lets me make any kind of mushroom I want... My likes are mushrooms and other kinds of fungus. My dislikes are badgers, snakes, and scary things."
He swore that she was smiling maniacally whenever she said the word Mushroom. Kinda scary.
"Thank you to everyone who participated. Now I know exactly how to beat you." Everyone turned their heads to look at the speaker.
Of course, it had been Shouko. It made his blood boil. "What do you mean by beat? We're all heroes. We work together, not fight against each other." Ichigo pointed out.
Ikuyo was quick to interject. "She doesn't see heroics as a job to save people. She sees it as a way to scale who's the strongest. Just like Endeavor."
Shouko's stoic look morphed into anger. "You better not compare me to him ever again, or I swear I will-"
Toyo jumped in between the two conflicting teens. "I refuse to have another conflict right now! Both of you either calm down or leave."
For a second, it looked like the three were going to engage in a brawl.
But Shouko's anger faltered.
"Whatever. I don't have time for your ridiculous introductions or your childish arguments. I have too much to work towards to get distracted by you." She growled, walking past the two before leaving the room.
There was a tense silence in the room. No one knew how to break the awkward situation, but Mina sure tried. "What's up with her, right?" She joked, but no one laughed. "O-Oh... Sorry."
Ichigo stood up for a final time. "Well, if it makes this shit-show any better, it was good to meet you all. Now, I need to go unpack my stuff." He explained, excusing himself from the room.
Jesus, what a day it had been.
Now, navigating to the room had been easy, retracing his forced steps from earlier had been simple. But that hadn't been where his problem lied. No, it was that lack of a key that made his groan. Of course he had forgotten to grab one.
"Mmh."
He hadn't expected to be followed. He turned his head. "Oh. Hey Yui."
"Mmh."
"Did you need something?"
She shook her head, showing him the metal piece he had been needing. "Oh. Thanks for that." Grabbing the shard out of her hand, he placed it in the hole and turned it, unlocking it.
"Mmh."
He turned to look at her again. God, she was really pretty. "Did you want to come inside?"
"Mmh."
He opened the door, allowing her access into the room without much care. Not like he had anything to hide. She walked in, her eyes moving across the blank walls. Kinda like her own dorm room.
"Yeah, still haven't unpacked thanks to Ikuyo. I dunno, I like how it looks right now though. Might change the wall color to something more blue."
"Mmh."
He shrugged. "Sure. You can help if you want."
Kneeling down, he ignored the secretly bewildered Yui as he started to undo the straps.
How did he understand her to that level, and without even talking to her once? Itsuka still couldn't tell what she was saying, or more accurately, groaning at times. Must have been a lucky guess.
"No, actually. It wasn't a guess. Telepathy. A really, really weak form of telepathy. I can't speak back to you through it, which is really useless in a real-life situation."
Shit. She would have to watch her thoughts around him.
"Well, you really don't. I was only using it on you so I could understand what you were saying, since you don't speak, anyway."
"Mmh."
Once he had the boxes untethered, he sat the top one down next to the closet. "If you want to help me, you could hang those up. Or just get them out of the box. I appreciate the help either way."
"Mmh."
He widened his eyes. "Oh yeah. You probably need hangers." He brought a box into the bathroom, opening it with ease before he pulled out a handful of the plastic pieces. "Should be enough. You don't have to hang the pants, though. You can just put those in the dresser, or even on top of it."
"Mmh."
He returned to his own box. "Alright then. I'm going to break the link, just so you have your privacy. Tap me on the shoulder if you need anything."
"Mmh."
And they started their monotonous task.
Unpacking Montage Brought to You By:
Total Command
Written By Epsilon110
(If you haven't read this story, you really should. Probably the best story on this platform or AO3.)
When they had finished, dusk had arrived. It looked much darker, with the ominous storm clouds looming towards them, but he didn't mind. He had hated rain for the longest time, but that was merely a distant memory. He had come to cherish it as his mother had, so he welcomed the oncoming storm by opening up his northern wall.
"Thanks for helping out. Saved me a little time." Ichigo smirked. "Actually, I probably would've procrastinated doing it until they were all dirty."
"Mmh."
He returned his gaze back to her. "I can help you unpack, just so we're even."
"Mmh."
He rubbed the side of his head as he sighed. He knew he should've gotten here earlier. "Well... I can't do much in the spirit of paying you back. I guess I could cook you something? I'm not the greatest when it comes to making a lot of stuff, but I can make some decent curry."
The offer of food sounded wonderful, but she had eaten a few minutes prior to him arriving. "Mmh."
"I guess I can postpone it until tomorrow. " He obliged, moving to his bed. "So, is there anything else you need from me. Or just want?"
"Mmh."
He shrugged. "Alright." He checked his phone, only to put it down a second after. "I'm gonna take a shower then. You're free to sit in here, if you really want to, that is. I wouldn't know why, but hey. It's your choice." He told her, as he started to browse through the recently stocked closet. He hadn't even picked anything out when an image of himself naked passed through is mind. But the problem was that he wasn't the one who had thought of the image.
His head whipped around to where Yui had been, intent on asking her about the thought, only for her to have disappeared from his room.
'Great. Now I have to deal with the thought that someone has an image of me naked flowing through their head.' He grumbled abashedly, picking out a pair of red-plaid lounging pants, and a black long-sleeve to go with it.
'You act like you, or should I say we, are unattractive to females.' Zangetsu told his wielder as he walked out of the room, key in his pocket.
'No I don't. Shut the hell up.'
'You do, and don't tell me to shut up, Boy'
Ichigo's eyes rolled in his skull, as he turned a corner. 'I have every right to tell you what to do. You still have yet to beat me, if you aren't forgetting.'
'I can't wait to cut down that over-sized ego of yours.'
'Yeah, that'll be the day.'
When their conversation ended, Ichigo was meet with a troubling fact as he came into contact with the showering rooms.
Or should he say, Showering Room.
Singular.
One.
Pluraln't.
And he knew there was only one and that they weren't scattered about because the word UNI-SEX was lettered above the door in a bright red font. He had to swallow every bit of his pride to open the door.
...
...
...
It was empty. He thanked whatever god that had been watching over him for not placing anyone in the room, as well as for placing stalls for a little privacy.
As he set down his clothes and started to discard his dirty ones, only one thought ran through his mind.
'How am I going to beat the ever-living hell out of the designer of this god-forbidden building.'
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Heyo! Little bit of filler again. Just an introduction from each character and it gave you a peek at all 21 students of class 1-A.
The next chapter will start with some filler again, but it will lead into the first-day arc thingy.
Oh yeah, also. Do you guys want an official harem list, or do want to be a little more secret.
Leave a review down below, I suppose, and tell me what you think about the chapter.
And Finally:
Beta'd by: Tahaku
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