"Hey...Izumi… I'm gonna need you to wake up. I kinda need my bed back."
A small shake roused her from the realm of the sleeping, though it didn't succeed in truly waking her. "Mmmh….too tired….too comfy….smells good…."
She managed to bury her face deeper into the blanket she had been holding. He sighed, but didn't falter and gave her another shake. "You can go right back to sleep after you get to your room, but I really don't think you want to sleep in my bed."
The green-haired girl gave a solitary moan of discontent, but she also lifted her upper body out of the bed, complying with his request. "What do you mean...your bed…? This is my…" Her sleepy eyes scanned the room, taking a moment to process the missing All-Might posters on the far-side wall before opening wide in realization. "Oh my gosh! I'm so sorry Ichigo!"
She looked like she was about to start a long apology or explanation, so he responded quickly. "Hey, it's fine. I was the one who brought you here. I just thought you'd be more comfortable in your own room, adding on the fact that you still need to change clothes."
She looked down at her chest, which was indeed covered by her school clothes. "Oh right! Thank you for that."
He shrugged, as she got out of his bed. "Eh. I would've put you in your room, but I didn't know where your keycard was, and I didn't want to wake you. Seems like you slept like a rock though." He pointed at her bed-head.
"I d-did, thanks to you…Recovery Girl's quirk made me exhausted." She said, a yawn breaking past her lungs.
Deciding it best for her, he ran his hands through her hair and attempted to fix the rats-nest that had come to be on top of her head. He had a lot of experience with this kind of stuff since his sisters often ran into the same problem before they left for school.
'Jeez. Her hair is crazy soft…' He thought, fixing the lopsidedness of the green mop.
It must have been rather soothing to her, as his sisters always said it was, because she eventually leaned her back into his torso while he raked his hands through her hair. It was oddly relaxing for him too, he had to admit. "Alright, it's presentable now." He broke the air of awkward relaxation, as she almost instantly stood straight and disconnected their point of contact.
"Thank you, I-Ichigo! I should get going now!" She seemed like she was rushing herself to leave, as she gave a very quick bow. "Goodnight, and sorry for the intrusion!"
And she left before he could reply.
He brought a hand up to the back of his head, rubbing it in confused relief as he looked on the bright side. 'Least I got my bed back.'
As his eyes wandered the room, he noticed that between the time he had brought Izumi into his room and now, Kisuke had returned a full functional Zangetsu to his living quarters. His only problem? He had to have entered while Izumi slept, and he had taken notice of her. That was evident by the note that was left on the blade.
Hey! Tessai managed to finish repairing your blade, so I was kind enough to bring it here for you. Little did I know that I would find out that you already bedded someone on your first day of school! I'll leave it to you to tell your mother and father!
Kisuke
Ichigo, whose teeth had started grinding as he read the note, slumped over in defeat. 'Hey...Zangetsu? What's with old people and making my life miserable?'
'Seems to be infectious, from what I can tell.'
'Ah. That makes sense.' The small card burst into flames, the ashes falling onto the floor without care as he fell on his bed. 'Well, torture can wait until tomorrow. I need to forget everything that has happened today before I let my mind crumble any further.'
'I would agree. Rest seems most needed at the moment… Especially after all that bedding you di-'
'SHUT THE FUCK UP!'
(-)
"I am here, coming through the door like a Super Professional Hero!"
He knew All-Might was a dork, but this was a new level of silliness. When the guy decides to slide into the room, in a pose similar to that of a superhero in an old cartoon, you really don't expect him to be the Symbol of Peace. Yet, there he was, adorning an outfit from his prime in an almost nostalgic look. He would be pretty cool, if not for the pose.
"No way! It actually is All-Might! That's super cool!"
"He's even wearing his Silver Age costume. That's kinda retro, actually."
"But... does this mean he's going to be teaching us?"
The hero's smile grew eerily wide with the classes cheers and conversing, almost as if he had been expecting the barrage of questions. "Silence your stirring minds for the moment! You will have plenty of time to ask your queries throughout the year, as I will be one of the teachers here at U.A. University, as well as this class! Welcome to… Heroic Studies and Training!"
Deciding that the doorway wasn't the best spot to teach the class in, he continued his introductory speech in front of the teaching platform. "These lessons will be compiled of a number of different activities, ranging from studying the given material in the classroom to observing heroes in action and what we'll be doing today…In the Field Simulation Training, or IFST for short!"
He displayed a video of the previous year's Combat Training, as he continued to monologue. "As with the methods of learning, you will have several teachers in this class. I shall be here as often as possible, but your homeroom teacher Aizawa will fill in if duty calls me! Being the Symbol of Peace can be quite unpredictable!"
The projection bought him time to grab a small red box from on top of the lectern. "Now! In today's lesson, I have decided to hold nothing back, and head straight into BATTLE TRAINING!"
He raised the box towards them, the word Battle being written on it in yellow to emphasize his point.
"Least he doesn't bullshit about it, though I'm not sure the second day of college should end with us brawling it out." He muttered to Izumi, who seemed surprised by the course the lesson was taking.
"While I'll inform you lot about the rules of the combat when we reach the training grounds, something that cannot wait is a key factor of being a hero, looking good!"
He must have had a remote hidden in his gargantuan hands because several cabinets displaying numbered briefcases glided out of the wall on his command. "Each one of you has designed a costume to benefit you and your quirk, which is numbered according to your dorm number. You all have twenty minutes to put on your designated outfit and meet me in Training Ground Beta! See you there, Newbies!"
And the Symbol of Peace left the room through the window, leaping out and leaving the students to scramble for their costumes.
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'Did they have to make the top so tight?' Was Ichigo's thought when he first dressed in his costume. He plucked at the X shaped straps that closed the black cloak and partially covered the open skin along his torso, feeling it snap back into place whenever he let it go. 'It's almost skintight I swear.' Fiddling with the white sash on his waist, though it was difficult to unknot and retie it with gloves on, he walked out of the changing room and out into the entrance tunnel of Training Ground Beta.
"At least they had some sense and didn't give me tights." He mumbled, jogging out of the tunnel and into the sunlight. A few of his classmates had made it before him, though he didn't talk to them other than Izumi. Speaking of which…was her costume a little tight in the chest area? And the butt area? Because, god damn was it hugging her curves.
"Wow, Ichigo! Your costume looks so cool! I bet that sword is really heavy!" Izumi exclaimed as she walked up to him.
He shrugged. "It's actually pretty reasonable when it comes to weight. I would've made the material a little more breathable on the outfit though."
She looked up at him as they stood, watching nothing in particular. "Mine turned out perfect, probably because my mom made the actual clothing part. The accessories are really cool though!"
He nodded, taking a seat against one of the many buildings as they waited for the rest of the class to trickle in. Small talk was never his strong suit, so most of the conversation was Izumi mumbling on about random topics. He couldn't say he minded though, as sometimes she would unintentionally point out his and other people's strong suits and weaknesses.
"Right! I think now that everyone is here we should be able to start with today's grueling lesson!"
Attentions were diverted from the many conversations to the mountain of a man that was All-Might. Unsurprisingly, he was able to catch people's attention with ease.
"The first task of today is to announce the groups, which I have made using a randomizer! This is to replicate the randomness of a real-life situation, as you will not be able to choose who you will be working with when you are out on the field."
No one said a word in fear of unreasonable punishments being placed on them. Thanks for that Shiho.
"Team A: You will consist of Hana Sero, Pony Tsunotori, and Tsuyu Asui!" The three friends high-fived each other in excitement. There was definitely some chemistry when it came to those three. Plus, they were smart enough not to shout out any of their plans.
"Team B: Ibara Shiozaki, Tokage Setsuna, Toyo Iida!"
"Ibara-chan, you need to stop acting so shut off! Some people might mistake you as…' Spineless.'"
"Your untimely joke does not invoke outgoing spirit from my heart."
"Quit with all the fooling around! We must gather info on one another to gain an advantage against whatever we come up against!"
"Team C: Ichigo Kurosaki, Neiko Monoma, and Katsuyumi Bakugo!"
Great. Stuck with the pervert and the Tsundere. If he could get past their personalities, they could be pretty strong. Then again, he doubted he could.
"Oh! I get the man all to myself? Sucks that I'm going to have to embarrass him. Of course, he might be into humiliation~"
"Don't forget that I'm here, stupid ass!"
"Sorry short stack. Didn't see you there."
Yeah. He was kind of doomed.
"Team D: Ikuyo Yoarashi, Izumi Midoriya, Yui Kodai!"
Course all his friends got placed on a team while he was stuck with a nearly naked fire-cracker, and a pervert in a magicians outfit
"Let's do this you guys!"
"Mmh."
"I WOULD BE HAPPY TO WORK WITH YOU TWO!"
"Team E: Kinoko Komori, Itsuka Kendo, and one Toru Hagakure!"
"Hey, I'm just wondering. Isn't it a little cold to be dressed like that?"
"Nope! I'm used to it by now!"
'Oh no! What if I accidentally hit her with my spores!'
"Team F: Eiko Kirishima, Ochako Uraraka, and Momo Yaoyorozu. And, our final team, Team G with members Shouko Todoroki, Mina Ashido and Reiko Yanagi!"
The pink-skinned girl looked bummed. "Why do I get put with the Debbie Downers?"
"Alright! The number of you lot makes it difficult to evenly distribute the experience you each get, so one team will have to go twice. I will decide on the group once the first three matches are over, just so I can see who is the most capable of going again."
"Onto the rules of the 'game!' There shall be a villain and hero team, which will be determined by lottery once more! The villain team has infiltrated a secret military base, and have collected a high tech bomb that they have set to go off in 15 minutes. Of course it is not a real bomb, but we shall be pretending for the test."
"The heroes have two ways of thwarting the villains. You must either capture all villains or touch the bomb, all within the allotted time slot given. Villains must hold off the heroes to win! The only condition other than time is to stay inside the building if you are a villain. It sounds simple, but given your quirks, this could be our own slice of chaos."
"NOW LET US DETERMINE MATCHES!"
(-)
So, what followed after was simple. The matches were, Team C versus Team D in match 1, lucky him, then Team A versus Team E, and finally Team F versus Team B. Team G was left in reserve for the moment, and since his team was the heroes, they were currently waiting for the go-ahead to be given by All-Might in…
"5 minutes. If you dipshits want to make a plan, we should do so now." He addressed the arguing blondes, splitting them up. Neiko, dressed in a magician's outfit, rolled her eyes before snarkily replying. "It's simple. We kick their asses, and then I fuck you like there's no tomorrow."
Katsuyumi, who had a more sporadic approach to her costume, with two grenade shaped gauntlets on her hands, open-toed and open heeled stockings without shoes, baggy black shorts, and a black spandex tank-top with orange armor-plates, stopped her. "Shut up you perverted bitch! No one wants to hear about you and your fantasies."
"Hey!" He used his spirit energy to weigh his words. "We're being broadcasted to the whole class you know! We need to actually plan something!"
The Explosion user growled. "Fine. I'll take out Deku and you two get rid of the extra's! Got it?"
The other blonde smiled. "I can work with that, but who's quirk am I copying?"
He sighed. "I doubt she's going to let you use hers, so you can borrow mine." He answered. "Though, you have to touch skin right? I can take off my glove if you are uncomfortable touching my face or chest."
For as perverted as she was, she flushed pretty red when he suggested he touch his chest. "N-No, the chest is fine!" She ordered, her hand practically slapping his open pec.
When she copied his quirk, which was a rather lackluster display, he felt her relatively impressive spiritual energy clashing with his. 'She has decent power, for it being her first time using it.'
"Woah! I feel like I could punch a hole in this building!" She said, starting one of the clocks on her belt.
"I wouldn't suggest it, but you might be able to. Now, get over here. I have an idea that should make everyone happy."
(-)
"Villains! Your time to plan is up! The heroes now have access to the building, and have 15 minutes to foil your plotting! Be on the lookout, and Plus Ultra!"
Izumi was up against a powerhouse team, and she knew that. Ichigo, though he hadn't shown his abilities in combat, was going to be their biggest concern. Katsuyumi was a force to be reckoned with as well, her highly versatile quirk making her fast, unpredictable, and powerful. And Neiko could copy either of their quirks, maybe even both! But, she knew their teamwork would be terrible, due to the prideful nature of Katsuyumi and the boastfulness of Neiko. That was a clear edge she knew her team had. Not to mention, her team was strong in their own right.
Yui had trapped the place to the brim using enlarged rubble, ruining any chance of secrecy the heroes wanted to use. It was impossible to sneak around when every hallway and door was closed off. She didn't doubt that they would get past it, with all three of them having potentially destructive quirks as previously stated, but at least they'd know where they were coming from.
Now, what they were banking on was that their team would be split up, allowing them to pick them off one by one. Izumi shook her head. She didn't have time to think about that right now. They were in the building somewhere, and it was only a matter of time before they found them.
(-)
"Damnit. Where did those two go?"
The sound of sandal's tapping against the concrete floor echoed back to Ichigo's ears as he walked through the building, alone as he looked for his rogue squadmates. They had originally agreed to follow his plan, but when All-Might gave them the go-ahead to begin their assault, they split up to achieve their different goals…leaving him by himself, wary of ambush. The 'villains' had been smart enough to create roadblocks in most of the hallways, forcing the choice of wasting time or giving away his location. He never had been one for stealth anyway, so he forced his way through. He had also run into some already destroyed obstacles, informing him that yes, his teammates had chosen the same option.
After a minute of wandering about, he heard the sound of explosions, though it was muffled by several walls of concrete. That meant that Katsuyumi had probably found where the bomb was at. 'It sounds like they're a few floors above me…' He thought to himself. 'I guess I really don't have a choice… I doubt there's a stairwell anywhere close by.'
It wasn't exactly the most heroic thing to do, but it saved time, so Ichigo punched a hole all the way up two floors, giving him quick access to the floor he needed to get to. Now, the only thing standing in his way was navigating to where the fight was going on…
'I guess I could keep punching holes in the building.'
Katsuyumi was tired. Her arms ached with strain from using her quirk too much. Damn it, she shouldn't have run off like that. Of course, Deku wouldn't fight her one on one. Deku knew she was too weak, even with her stupid new quirk, so she'd have to rely on others to save her. The bitch shouldn't ever be allowed to be a hero.
"Give it up, Hero! You're going to hell along with the rest of this town!" The wind-user extra mocked, pissing her off even more. But, she knew that she wasn't going to be able to overpower them. Neiko had tried that and was captured almost instantly. Her only hope, was to disable the bomb. It was a cheap way of winning, but it was better than losing to Deku. So much better.
"Shut up… You're only winning because it's one on three! I would kick all of your asses in a one on one battle!" She growled, as her temporary foes got ready to fight again. Her arms, which had been dangling tiredly at her side, came back to life as she assumed a Muay Thai inspired pose. She needed to be fast, otherwise, her plan wasn't going to work.
Ikuyo was the first to attempt taking Bakugo down, charging her recklessly in an attempt to finish the hero off before reenforcement arrived. In doing so, she accidentally created an opening for Katsuyumi. "Nitro-FlashBang!"
A blinding explosion filled the room, disabling the wind-user from attacking confidently due to her burnt retina's. However, the heat needed to create such a light, seared some of the skin off the hands of Katsuyumi. She could barely feel it with the adrenaline pumping through her. She vaulted over the tall woman, leaving Izumi and Yui to try to take her down. What Bakugo didn't expect, was for a handful of oversized nuts and bolts to be thrown her way, posing as both an attack and a barricade. Size really was a problematic quirk to deal with, but so was Explosion.
She blasted a hole into the wall of loose metal, bursting through it using a blast from her feet, and aimed for the bomb. She was only a few feet away, when the villains' capture tape wrapped around one of her legs and pulled her to the ground. "I'm not letting you win like that Kacchan!"
It had been Deku who stopped her? That force had been way too strong to be the useless nerd! She tried to get up, but a sudden weight on her back stopped her already exhausted body, allowing the roughed up 'villains' to capture her.
"Both heroes Bakugo and Monoma are captured! 7 and a half minutes remaining!"
He'd been too late, he guessed. It wasn't exactly his fault since they ran off, but it would've been nice to not fight the whole villain team on his own…Oh well. It was in the past now, and he'd found where the bomb used to be. He could tell by the scorch marks around the room, the oversized objects scattered about. All signs of the battle that had just occurred. The open door on the stairwell also told him that they had gone to the roof, since there wasn't a way down in that particular stairwell. 'I guess that means there should be more than enough room to use you, Zangetsu.'
'Just don't shame us by losing.'
'No need to worry. I got this.'
He jogged up the stairs until he came up to the door leading outside, unsheathing Zangetsu from his back before taking a deep breath. 'Alright. Let's do this.'
His foot made contact with the metal of the door, kicking it open as he exited the small room and revealed the villain team, ready to fight. "So the final hero has decided to grace us with his presence. Too bad we've already captured your partners, leaving you to try to fight us on your own!" Ikuyo boasted.
"Hmm." Yui showed off the miniature bomb in her hand, telling him that winning by touching the bomb would be next to impossible.
"Yeah! This whole town is going to blow! Mwahaha!"
As much as Izumi was trying to fill the role of a villain, she was a little too sweet to pull it off. "It's whatever. I'm still going to win this thing…I mean, save the city." With his piece said, he dropped the bars on his spirit energy and let it flow out sporadically. "Let's move, Zangetsu!"
They must have planned out fighting him before he arrived, because he was attacked by all three of them at once. He blocked a punch from Izumi first, her fist crashing into his blade before he swiped his legs under her feet and sent her slamming into the ground. Then, narrowly dodging a jet of dense air as well as several mega-sized screws, he dispatched Yui with an elbow to the stomach and a chop to the back of the head. By that time, Izumi had gotten back up, forcing him to dodge a flurry of jabs and kicks from both her and Ikuyo, all the while being gusted down by heavy winds.
A wild haymaker from Ikuyo presented to him an opportunity, one he was all but willing to take, ducking under the blow and jabbing her side with the hilt of his sword, collapsing several of her ribs at once through her thick coat and stopping her close-range combat. That didn't stop her winds from getting stronger by ten-fold, causing the fur on the collar of her outfit to spike up like an enraged wolf. Due to his slowed and sluggish movements, and still having to focus on Izumi's rather quick and concentrated moves, his back was struck by a rogue piece of rubble, enlarged and thrown by one Yui Kodai, who managed to recover from his blows. The helmet she had been wearing had fallen off, however, revealing her rather messy hair and giving her a wild look. Honestly, if he wasn't fighting at the moment, most of his blood would've headed down south.
Intercepting a reverse crescent kick with locked arms, his pulled, bruised, dislocated back muscles were burning with pain as he shoved her leg away, only to grab it and pull her back towards him and knock the already off-balance girl to the ground with an outstretched foot. She rolled into his trip, getting to her feet almost instantly as she regrouped with her other two out of breath and injured teammates, in an attempt to resync their assault.
Ichigo, who had been hunched over from his throw for a few seconds, stood tall once more, even leaning back a bit as he let the tip of Zangetsu rest on the ground for a moment as he too recollected himself. With his free hand, he placed it on the side of his neck and let a rather loud pop erupt from the spinal bones. "Alright." He eyed the 'villains' with a dangerous smile. "Who's ready for round 2?"
Break.
When Eiko first saw Ichigo, she was instantly impressed with how he held himself. He held an air of confidence, one not unjustified due to his displays during the Quirk Assessment Test. She found him absurdly attractive, with his wild spiky hair, his lean, muscular, downright chiseled figure, and his towering height. She found him kind and caring, when he stood up for his classmates, or when he offered help when needed. When he gave compliments to those deserving.
But, having just watched him almost single-handedly dismantle one of the strongest teams in the training exercise and seeing his strangely hot and dangerous smile, she felt a warm feeling present itself in her heart.
It seemed Hana felt the same. "Is it just me, or was that like, hot beyond comparison."
It was fair to say that most of the class nodded. "He just fought all three of them at once, and he almost made it look easy! That's just insane!" Ochako inputted.
"It's not surprising. Kurosaki has given his undivided effort into bettering himself for the better part of a decade."
Eiko continued to gawk at the screen displaying the rooftop of the building. "T-That's…so manly…"
(-)
He could tell they were tired. Their movements had slowed. Their attacks had weakened. They started hesitating. Fatigue wasn't new to him in the slightest, so he knew what they were enduring. 'I guess I should put this capture tape to use now…'
He placed Zangetsu onto his back, the black cloth tied onto the end forming a sheath around the blade and concealing its power for the moment as he replaced his sword with a white roll of capture tape. The three in front of him stiffened up as they tried to anticipate what they assumed to be a head-on assault, only for him to blink away in an instant.
Finding Yui as his easiest target, since her specialties were laid outside of close-quarters-combat, he tied her right arm to her torso, rendering her captured as per the rules. Of course, his haste left him open to a red, steel-toed boot crashing into his face, boosted by the power of 1% One For All, but he had managed to take down one of their teammates indefinitely. His jaw still hurt really bad after that though.
Next was Ikuyo, who's broken ribs had started to take a toll on her body and was leaned over in pain. Still, she was as ready to fight as she was before, so he was a little more careful than he was with Yui. He had to dodge both an uppercut and a jab, before catching a haymaker kick with his upper arm, though the force of the kick managed to dislocate his right shoulder. Damn, did she have some legs on her. He managed to tie the leg in the tape before she could retract in, though he felt the incredible pain of a torn ligament in his right arm add onto the already dislocated joint. He pulled her down onto the ground, a painful thud following as she laid on the ground.
All that was left now...was Izumi. She, out of all of her team, was the least tired. Her body was far from being used to control her quirk, leading one to believe that her being weary beyond the rest of the people out on the field would be the only outcome. However, by some feat of determination, she still stood tall in front of him. "I feel like…my body should have g-given out on me long ago, but...I refuse to give up like that." She told him.
He smirked a little. "Glad to hear it. I wouldn't want to win any other way." He remarked before she assaulted him for one final time. Yet, without the heavy winds on his body, the spirit-pressure crashing down on her, and her body being quite tired, her moves seemed a little less than choreographed. He dodged several punches, caught a few kicks, yet it seemed that Izumi had one last trick up her sleeve.
"I won't lose!" She bellowed, her voice comparable to All-Might's as her speed doubled several times over, the punches becoming increasingly precise, more common. "Deleware Smash!" He had almost missed the leg that had come swinging at his face, its velocity almost as fast as that of a bullet, leading to his dodge being a sloppy use of Shunpo to bring him a few feet away from her.
Yet, just the air pressure of the attack broke the short concrete walls that encircled the roof, as well a pierce a hole in the side of a slightly taller building that sat next to them. Concrete shrapnel shattered most of the glass within a 100-meter radius of her attack. But, such an attack had its toll on her. Her left pant leg was torn to shreds, revealing a unhealthy purple hue on her thigh and calf as her leg stood airborne, her whole body still in the position from when she attacked.
Then, she fell down out of exhaustion, passing out on site.
"With one minute left on the clock, the Hero Team Wins!"
He raised his hand in acknowledgment, giving the pro hero the go-ahead to send out the two stretchers he had on stand-by. He himself, in an attempt to ease one of the many aching pains, placed said hand on his shoulder as he took in an air of breath…before wrenching his shoulder back in place. There was an awful sound as bone and muscle ground against each other, creating a sharp pain in the now relocated joint, though it faded moments later. "S-Shit." He breathed out with a grunt, breathing heavily as he scanned the wreckage for where he was needed.
Neiko and Katsuyumi had already been moved from the field much earlier, so he didn't worry about them. Not that they were too injured anyway. As for Izumi and Ikuyo, they were a different story. They were scratched and bruised in every place, and he didn't know exactly where they were severely injured. sans Izumi's shattered leg, so he left them to be taken care of by the stretchers. He would rather not hurt them further, he decided. He felt bad for what he did, but hopefully, they would learn from it. And, with all that decided, he was left in charge of a certain Size quirk user…
"Hey, Yui…" He moved over to the stoic girl, who laid 'captured' on the ground. "You guys did really well. That was closer than I thought it would be." He told her, scooping the beautiful, tied up girl into his arms. She clearly didn't object, leaning into his touch and resting her head on his chest. It felt like just his body heat was already easing all the knots that had developed in her body during their battle.
She gave the slightest of smiles in his grip. "...I wouldn't call it close..." Her voice, as quiet as it was, surprised him. It was incredibly soft, fitting the young woman perfectly.
"I dunno. You guys had me worried several times there." He countered back, wanting to give credit where it was due.
Yui's smile only grew from there. "Mmh."
Break
The medical robots arrived with stretchers in hand, carefully lifting the injured Izumi and Ikuyo onto the soft fabric before moving them off the field, Ichigo and Yui in tow.
This gave All-Might the ability to move on with the lesson. "That was a brilliant match by Team C and Team D. Now that they are in the care of Recovery Girl, let us analyze their actions! To start off, can anyone tell me who the MVP of that match was?" He looked to the students, only seeing one definitive hand in the air. "Ah. Yes, ?"
"I believe that Kurosaki is the most conclusive choice of the MVP award."
She wasn't wrong, she just needed to elaborate further. "Are there any reasons why?"
She nodded. "Kurosaki tried to make a plan with his teammates before entering the building, clearly taking his opponents seriously as the other failed to. Then, when his teammates ran off, he attempted to regroup with them instead of attacking on his own and getting captured. Finally, he managed to subdue the entirety of Team D on his own, after Bakugo and Monoma foolishly got themselves captured. At the same time, he is not without his own flaws. He failed to act his role, being far from cautious when he explored the building, as well as causing structural damage to the compound in an attempt to save time. That's why Kurosaki is MVP."
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Wow. That was pretty much everything he was going to point out, and then some! He'd have to remember that she had a good head on her.
"Y-Yes! Exactly right! I'm impressed with your analytical skills!" He opened a small flip-book that he retrieved from one of his back pockets, a guide on how to teach scribbled hastily on its pages. He really should've studied his lesson plan a little more, because reading from that tiny book was just degrading. "For the final question, what are some things that both teams could have done better, or even just something a certain individual should work on?"
He saw a mass of hands raise, all eager to answer. And, with a click of a button, he started to record the input each student had on the battle.
(-)
"If it weren't for you Kurosaki's, I swear I would be retired by now. Like seriously, barely anyone but you and whoever had the misfortune of crossing paths with your family comes in here. If you were a little more careful, I might even be able to take a couple of vacation days. But oh no! Why would you ever give poor little Chiyo a break?"
He covered one of his ears in pain. "I said I was sorry! It's not my fault no one ever lets me hold back!" He countered back, only to get bonked on the head with the end of the old woman's cane.
"Hush your mouth! There are people trying to sleep in here!"
A few exasperated gasps escaped his lips as he attempted to voice the amount of hypocrisy in her statement, yet the looming threat of her cane and a bloody ear-drum stopped anything but a sigh from coming out as he fell back onto his pillow. Sometimes, he couldn't believe granny.
"Now, there aren't enough beds for all of you at the moment, courtesy of All-Might and his inability to plan ahead. And as much as I'm sure the wonderful young lady would 'love' to sleep on an operating table, she has agreed to share that bed with you Kurosaki. Yoarashi and Midoriya's conditions are too unstable to risk accidents, so Young Kodai will be resting with you." She informed him, signaling Yui to enter the sectioned off beds. "I should be getting more moved here soon, so this should only be temporary." Chiyo explained though Ichigo was a little too focused on his bed-mate to really register it.
Was it possible for a hospital gown to be sexy?
Yui sluggishly climbed into the relatively large medical bed, the small amount of healing Recovery Girl was able to do on her already tired body doing very little to ease her aches. She preferred Ichigo's body heat anyway, so when she was offered the chance to lay next to him, Yui felt rather inclined to take it. "Speaking of which, I need to restock on some anesthetics before we get more injured younguns in here. It should take a little more than twenty minutes before I get back." She said, scratching her head as she pondered on if there was anything else she needed to say or retrieve. "That should be everything… I'll give you some better pain-killers when I get back. And don't do anything I wouldn't do while I'm out." She told them, leaving them to lay in silence as the quiet beeps of a heart-rate monitor echoed through the ceramic walls.
"So...uh…" He swallowed a blob of saliva. "...is there any specific way you tend to sleep?" He probably could've worded his question a little better, but it achieved the desired outcome. With a nod, she grabbed his hands, confusing him for a moment before she wrapped them around her waist, putting them both on their shoulders as the loosely spooned. Course, the slack in the position was erased when she moved her body flush against his in a near-perfect fit. For Yui, it was about as comfortable as she could ever be, as it felt like her every curve fit into him like a puzzle piece, not even accounting in his much yearned for warmth. Really, it was just pure bliss for her.
"W-Well, if this is how you want to, then I won't object." He muttered, tightening his grip on her waist just a smidge. Honestly, he was unreasonably comfortable in his current position. So much so that, as his hormones started to recede in the span of a few, silent minutes, a slow, calming sleep began enveloping his being. "...sleep well...Yui…"
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"...you too, Ichigo-san…"
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Yui is too cute to write.
