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Hitoshi grunted as the shock of the punch he gave came back to him, but outwardly he showed no sign it affected him. Cracking his neck he went in, ignoring the things around him as he placed a hand on the wall and tapped his mask.
Thank god when Izuku is bored he creates the best fucking gadgets.
In an instant he had a schematic of the building along with heat signatures of where they were.
"Izuku," he spoke slowly into his communicator. "It looks like Bakugou is patrolling the levels below the fifth where they stashed it."
"Very well," he heard him say back. "I will await for you to lure Bakugou to the second or first floor," he stated, and Hitoshi knew that was an order.
"Understood," he sighed, moving to head up the stairs.
Briefly he caught sight of Izuku scaling the building and smirked as he heard the window on the second floor being kicked in. Jogging up the stairs he locked eyes with the glowing green orbs before him.
Any other person would have shit their pants, but Hitoshi merely nodded in seeing him before moving forward.
Izuku raised a hand, palm toward Hitoshi and he stopped; he looked up and sensed Bakugou above him. Looking back to Izuku he received a shush movement before he moved to the staircase. He noted the three and knew that in three minutes had Bakugou not come down, he was to make a ruckus.
Damn Izuku and his need for theatrics...but he did want to see…
Could Izuku be stealthy enough to evade a boy who's been basically stalking him for the last 4 years?
Well, he sniffed, crossing his arms. He'd find out in about three minutes.
Izuku controlled his breathing as he stalked up the stairs.
Nice and slow as Hassan's taught him, controlling your breathing means controlling your heart rate.
That was Emiya Assassin's voice.
A pity he didn't take the time to try and transfer Time Alter to him.
He merely has to blend into the shadows now.
As he got to the top of the stairs he stilled as the overwhelming and suffocating presence of Bakugou filled the very room he was in and he stilled to gain his bearings.
He would prove that he did not need a babysitter, right here and now, by showing Bakugou he was better than him.
Without hesitation he took the first step, keeping a confident stride as he passed right by Bakugou, the other cursing out Iida for whatever reason. He never even noticed that he was there and Izuku couldn't help but grin.
Three minutes should be up-
BANG!
"Fucker," Bakugou roared as he rushed down, Izuku smirking as he turned and began the path to the bomb, smiling as the sound of battles below reminded him of the past.
"The fuck," Bakugou demanded the moment he caught sight of Hitoshi. "I thought-"
"That Izuku was the one to brute force his way in," he finished, walking forward slightly before stopping. "You can't be a hero being a one trick pony. Sometimes you need to trick your enemies."
"You fucker, where is Izuku?"
"What, you do not wish to fight me," he scoffed, eyeing Bakugou with narrowed eyes as he went closer. "Bold for a hot headed idiot with a purpose that has outlived its need."
"The fuck?"
"Izuku has made it clear that he does not need you or your family hounding over him for something that happened in the past," he began, looking at the data he acquired on Bakugou's outfit.
Those gauntlets had to be the first thing to go…lest he basically be burned to a crisp…
He needed to do it before they filled up with sweat though...because once Bakugou realized he could use it nothing was going to stop the other from turning it on him.
He just needed to distract him until Izuku secured the bomb.
"Come now," Hitoshi crooned, the other tensing up at the tone of voice. He stepped back when Hitoshi took out the capture tape and pulled it taunt. "Let's have a fun time, eh?"
'Fuck off," the other roared, blasting toward him.
Hitoshi merely stepped to the left and avoided the hand that went to grab him before kicking his leg up and hitting the other straight in the stomach, making him gasp. Bringing his fist down on the others back he slammed him into the ground before slamming his foot into his back for good measure.
"The difference between you and me," Hitoshi whispered. "Is that I am better in all aspects. Fighting, intelligence...friendships…"
He jumped back at the explosion that went off to his face and he knew.
He knew he was being a right ass in shoving into the others face that he was the friend that he longed to be to Izuku. He knew in Bakugou's eyes, he was the one who stole his spot….but he was wrong.
Being Izuku's right hand man and friend was something that was Hitoshi's and Hitoshi alone.
He had every right to be at Izuku's side...far more than the explosive blonde before him.
"You have a lot of fucking nerve to say that shit in my face," Bakugou raged, his breath erratic and Hitoshi calmly observed him. "You don't know jack about our circumstances! So stop trying to be something you're not! Because once this year our me and Deku will be the same as before," he roared, Hitoshi cocked his head to the side.
"Now...is that so," he smirked.
He needed to rile him up.
None of them have been taught on not how to take the bait that villains offered to them…
This was his chance.
"YEAH! NOW LET'S FIGHT YOU FUCKING IKEMEN FUCKER," he roared, propelling to the smriking teen.
"Again with the Ikemen thing," he groaned, rushing to the figure flying to him and jumping into the air.
Hitoshi gave a small smile and internally groaned.
He was becoming like Izuku and battle hungry.
"Idiots," Izuku huffed as he turned off his communicator and continued making his way to the fifth floor.
Honestly, Hitoshi just had to go and rile Bakugou up. Izuku moaned in despair that he no doubt would be grilled later that night by both his mother and father about the strange boy that Katsuki informed them about.
It was by nothing short of a miracle that his mother and father never followed him or suspected him of sneaking out at night to train another boy as rigorously and intensely as he once had been.
Then again...no more than 5 people knew of what he was.
"Hello Iida-Kun," he smiled, shaking himself out of his thoughts as he entered the empty fifth floor.
"Midoriya-san," he gasped, having not heard the other. "You're here alone?"
"Not anymore," he sighed as a shift in the air told him that Hitoshi was in the rafters. "Got bored did you," he commented, Iida cocking his head to the side before something fell atop him and began to choke him.
"Sorry," Iida vaguely heard Shinso say. "It won't hurt once you wake up, but this will be a bitch."
Izuku watched impassibly as Shinso choked out Iida, tearing out his communicator as All Might boomed at them to stop him making his way to the bomb. Not before taking out Hitioshi's as well.
Before touching it he turned to watch as the last of the fight left Iida and he slumped into unconsciousness.
"He'll be up in about an hour or so," Hitoshi commented. "I hit the nerve on his neck to get him out faster so I wouldn't deprive him of oxygen too long."
"Good," Izuku stated as he placed his hand on the rather...comically large bomb.
"We're so getting our asses handed to us though," Hitoshi snickered.
"YOU TWO," All Might boomed into the intercom, both staring blankly at one another before smirking and making their way to the exit. "I HAVE SOME WORDS FOR YOU-"
"We didn't hurt them," Izuku sighed, the other stumbling to a halt. "Besides, you said we can finish this in any way we choose," he giggled. "I merely thought of a plan of action and we went with it."
"You cannot choke out your fellow classmates," All Might began, Hitoshi scoffing.
"Hey, it will come down to one day we may have to do it when we are out on the job," he shrugged, walking to the computer to see their run. "Tch...why did I agree to be brute force."
"You lost," Izuku hummed as he leaned up on the other's back and wrapped his arms around his neck. "Not my fault that you are not intelliegnt enough or have enough backbone to say no to me."
"Oh trust me," he purred, turning to grin at Izuku. "I know how to say no to you."
"But only when I am annoying you and you wish to punish me," he pouted, detaching himself from Hitoshi and crossing his arms. "It's not fair!"
"Your drain me enough on the daily as it is," he scoffed, smirking as he knew what they thought the two of them were implying. "I can't believe you still have enough energy to still go another few rounds."
"But of course," he pouted, crossing his arms. "I have been doing this far longer than you."
"Hmm," he grinned, both of them holding back their laughter as the uncomfortable tension filled the air.
"I say, let's go get our water," Izuku smiled, grinning brightly as All Might stopped him.
"I think you should go alone," he stated, the greenette humming before caressing Hitoshi's face and moving out.
"Get me my lip balm please," Hitoshi called, turning back to the monitor as they discussed the MVP.
He hid a grin as they kept flicking their eyes to him and then Izuku when he returned.
AT LUNCH
"You little fuckers," Mei grinned as she sat down for lunch, Izuku finishing applying Hitoshi's lip balm. "I heard."
"What," Izuku hummed, his grin telling her he knew. "What have been people talking about."
"You basically insinuated that you two have been freaking banging for years," she laughed out loud, the other two grinning as they shared a look and shrugged.
'Not our fault that they can't assume battle training," Hitoshi giggled, leaning against Izuku who grinned back.
"Your going to get fucking reported if you keep doing this shit," she warned, a good natured grin on her face as she pointed at them with a fork. "I heard that the Iida kid was on your asses after he woke up and heard the conversation at hand."
"Lectured us on safe sex," Izuku scoffed. "As if he had ever had sex before in his life," he rolled his eyes.
"Hey," Hitoshi began, the thought dawning on him. "I forgot to ask...you said Chaldea was very liberal-"
"We had so many couples there and so many of them did happen to enjoy sex," he stated, the other two blushing. "Sometimes when you where stressed you took up an offer for sex, they lived in a time where having flings was as normal as battle. Not that deep."
"Did you…?"
"Once or twice," he shrugged. "Usually with people I trusted and respected."
"Are any of the people we are hoping to summon?"
"One," Izuku conceded, with a growl. "He was summoned under special circumstances and by god I fucking hate him so much," he stabbed his meat with his fork with a growl. "He is such a self righteous ass and by god...I hate his face so much!"
"Then why summon him," Mei asked, sighing as Izuku continued to abuse his meat.
"He's beneficial...even if he's an ass," he sighed, placing his fork down. "We have a history of hating one another...he never respected my mother. Not even after she proved himself….often he'd belittle her."
"But...didn't she get the respect of the Beasts...Outer Gods and basically every other God Complex personality," Hitoshi asked, jolting.
"Yeah...but he was so fucking stuck in the past with his damned self righteous…" He took a deep breath to calm himself before he began a rant. "Needless to say we were just...enemies with benefits."
"You really hate him."
"I prefer All Might to him," Izuku sneered. "At least then he doesn't know what to say to fucking rile me up to the point I'm rearing back to punch him in his face."
"Well…" Mei hummed. She did not want to go down that fucking rabbit hole.
"Yeah," Izuku sighed.
'When are we going to do it," Hitoshi asked, leaning forward to get closer.
"I need to contact Archimedes," Izuku began. "And go over the choices I have. It's best to have those I know personally and are the closest with first."
"How are we going to hide them," Mei scoffed.
'Give them rooms from the warehouse," Izuku sniffed. "It's better than the Shadow Border in the sense of space, but it's not as isolated as I would like it to be."
"What happened to all that Tech that Chaldea had anyways?"
"Taken over by the mages association, I assume," Izuku sighed. "Gordolf could only tell us so much," he breathed. "Toole was a good relay, but even Homunculi are limited."
"Still," Mei grinned. "I am so...amazed by the tech that the small computer has! I can't believe that Chaldea had such tech!"
"Well Da Vinci was the real genius behind it."
"Hey," Hitoshi spoke up. "Why aren't you summoning Da Vinci?"
Izuku turned silent and Hitoshi yelped as Mei kicked him from under the table.
"I…" He struggled for an anwser. "I...feel as if it's wrong if she were here. No one else aside from me…" he trailed off.
The rest of the lunch was in silence.
"He's risking everything because he doesn't want his feelings hurt," Archimedes snapped as he communicated with the Priestess.
"You don't know anything," she snarled, eyes flashing in warning.
"Bullshit," he snapped back, eyes narrowing. "Da Vinci is a valuable assets and summoning her will be the most benefical to our cause but he doesn't want too because-"
'Do not mock his feelings," she warned.
"I'm not," he growled. "It's already dangerous enough with the rogue mage that's been here for years...but now because of petty sentiments he's not summoning the inventor. Even Avicebron would be better than King Gilgamesh! Granted he's better than his archer counterpart, but still. Avicebron or Da Vinci would be better in this situation."
"Izuku is a trusted warrior of Chaldea, trained by the best of the best and is a modern day walking machine of war," she began, the other groaning. "His ideas are the best of the best. I trust him."
'I do as well," he defended. "But things are getting complicated now. We have to be as discrete and prepared as possible and he's allowing his emotions to dictate what he is going to do in the future."
"Ritsuka did the same."
"Ritsuka had people with her at all times to help her with what she wanted to accomplish," he informed her. "We don't have the luxury."
"He's not going to change his mind," she stated, the other moaning in despair.
"I know...I know," he groaned. "I am only thankful that the summoning of Counter Guardains are still possible...despite the near impossibility of it in a world like this."
"They will only answer the summon because it is Izuku," she told him. "They would gladly abandon this world if given the chance."
"I know," he grunted. "I know...But on his other choices...he seriously wants...him? He betrayed his master once because he had the ambition to save humanity his own way...he's not going to hold back in a world like this," he stated, looking at the comatose body of Mashu Kyrielight.
Tch...he needed to speed up her healing process if she was going to be help to Izuku.
"Izuku contemplated Avenger Class Heroic Spirit Oda Nobunaga."
"Then he wants the world to be razed to the ground," he scoffed. "Oda Nobunaga made it no secret that she wished to devour her own master. She valued the world only as much as her master did," he grunted, rolling his eyes as he leaned back in the chair. "A world like Izuku's that abandon's all realistic reasons for the best possible outcome all the time will not sit well with her."
"Indeed...she'd burn this world to the ground and rebuild it in her image," the Priestess sighed. "Or in honor of her master...one of the two."
"Just...we need to talk to Izuku later today,' he grunted, turning off the com.
"I know," she sighed, shaking her head. "I know…"
LATER THAT NIGHT
"Why are you questioning my choices," Izuku groaned as the meeting began.
"I am just saying that having Leonarda Da Vinci is far better than King Gilgamesh," Archimedes began raising his hands in defense.
"I need Clairvoyance," he sighed, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Even if it might not work here...it's worth a shot."
"Indeed."
"Wait...he can...like see into the future," Hitoshi gasped. "Like that type of Clairvoyance?!"
"Yes, he has that skill," Izuku nodded. "Most people get confused and assume that Clairvoyance is only a future sight, but it can be the past, present and future of this world or another very similar to this."
"Indeed," The Priestess hummed. "I agree with the sentiment of summoning King Gilgamesh for that reason...but Avicebron and Da Vinci-"
"Why are you pushing this," he demanded, looking a bit flushed. 'Am I not living up to the expectations as commander set by my mom...or is it that Mei is lesser than Da Vinci or Avicebron-"
"This is not the time to be questioning your position as leader," Archimedes hissed with narrowed eyes. Izuku clenched up and pulled his teeth in tight, barring them threateningly as the Caster came forward. "I do not want to even hear it."
"You two," the Priestess began, both holding their hands up to silence her.
"Then why are you questioning me," he demanded, the air turning tense.
'Why are you acting like a brat that won't listen to reason," Archimedes shot back with a raised brow. "This is the fight for your world not to become a singularity, lostbelt or whatever the fuck will happen to a messed up world like this. One where magic no longer is the subject of awe and mystery."
"I am trying to fix it," he hissed back.
"Then stop thinking you are back in Chaldea and think rationally for once," Caster snapped. "Chaldea, while the circumstances were awful, had the luxury of dicking around whenever they wanted. We don't."
"I know," he hissed out. "I...I can't have Da Vinci here...or Avicebron."
"Why," he demanded.
"Trust me," Izuku snapped, glaring at the Hologram of Archimedes. "That's all I am asking of you," he sighed.
"Izuku, it's not a matter of trust, it's a matter of you not attempting to prove anything," he grunted.
"Izuku," Mei sighed, getting up. "I'm not opposed to having Da Vinci here, nor am I offended at all."
"I...Just trust me," he begged, smiling lightly to them all. "I have made my decisions. I believe that the servants that I have chosen will be the ones to benefit us the most when the time comes," he stated, getting up with a firm cluck of his tongue.
"Haa, I see your firm in this," Archimedes sighed as he looked at the boy. "Fine, fine," he raised his hands up in defeat. "I will trust your judgement!"
"Tch, you're free to say whatever you want," Izuku grunted, getting up. "Not like you were ever formally contracted with Chaldea in the first place."
"I tried, but you Master was advised to not summon me...or at least others forcefully stopped her attempts at summoning me," he gave a nasty grin.
"Indeed, now I do appreciate your help in matters...but don't go around acting like you know what went down in Chaldea...either of you," he turned to eye the priestess who sighed before nodding.
"Well," Archimedes hummed, clapping his hands. "Since you seem to be not to eager on changing you servant choices...I have an idea on how to do a mass summon such as this...but it is risky."
"How risky," Mei demanded, getting up and coming beside Izuku.
"A very high chance he will die of mana deprivation," he stated, the green haired boy sighing.
"Well any high level spell will do that to me," he grunted. "There is barely any mana left in the world and were lucky enough that this place is realitvily close to a still active line."
"Indeed," the Priestess sighed. "And the unknown whereabouts of this Mage…"
"We need to build up Chaldea before we can even think about that problem," Izuku sniffed, walking to the door of the basement. "What's your idea?"
"We don't have the FATE system," Archimedes began. "So a traditonal summoning is the only way to go right now."
"No shit."
"Don't sass me,' he warned the boy. "We have to improvise."
"How," Izuku pouted, the man pulling a face before shaking his head.
"So, we are attempting to summon at least 14 servants to start with correct? So we make 14 different summoning circles that converge to the center where you will pour the blood and recite the incantation," he informed the other. "In theory it….SHOULD work," he gave a 'meh' face as he informed Izuku.
"I am going to die."
"Probably."
"Okay...let's get to painting those summoning circles."
"Alright," Archimedes stated. "I'll get a schematic up so we can make sure they're all correct and the right size."
"Is this going to be a normal occurrence," Hitoshi piped up.
"Doing shit that could end up in a success or us dying," Izuku asked, gathering up some lead paint.
"Yeah."
"Yeah," Izuku stated back with a smile.
"Cool," Hitoshi sighed, yelping as Mei smacked him upside the head.
"Were all going to die," she moaned.
"Hey, not it's really feeling like Chaldea," Izuku sighed happily. "At least its' not freezing your tits off cold...yeah don't miss that."
"Oh yeah, weren't you in Antarctica for a while and then..ummm...the void space," Hitoshi asked, grabbing another can of lead paint.
"Yeah, and it's so fucking cold…"
"Will Izuku be alright," Mei asked after his voice faded into the distance.
"It depends on the success of the summoning," The Priestess informed her. "Even if he is fine physically...mentally the fact it failed will…"
"None of that," Archimedes barked, narrowing his eyes at the two. "We don't have the luxury to doubt ourselves either. Let's just focus on this."
"Right!"
"We can't afford Izuku to go catatonic," Archimedes sighed, Hitoshi merely huffing at him as he walked past.
As if Izuku would flub a summoning.
THE NEXT DAY
"Fuck," Hitoshi groaned the next day as he glanced a look at a still shocked Izuku.
The summoning had failed.
It failed.
Izuku was still in shock even a full day later and he didn't even realize that Hitoshi was speaking to him for a majority of the time.
"Shit," he groaned, running a hand down his face.
He didn't bullshit himself or delude himself into believing he understood anything and everything that Izuku was struggling with. He didn't and he doubted anyone outside of Chaldea or Mages could comprehend what Izuku went through.
Those Servants were Izuku's once chance to get some...closure so to say, even if they would have been here for years so they could resolve this mess; he'd learn to come to terms with this world and everything else.
But the summoning failed.
Hitoshi looked back and his eyes zeroed in on his friends hands before going up to his head.
He still shook at the thought of Izuku going absolutely insane, screaming at the Priestess and Archimedes, clutching his arms so tightly that his nails dug into the skin and he bled. He screamed to the world about how much it wanted to torture him, clawing at his head as he was trying to understand it's hatred for him.
When they attempted to restrain him he had clawed at the ground, attempting to get to the relics-crying and begging for them to answer his summons.
Damn…
On top of that not only had the press caught wind of All Might working here, they also caught wind of the Quirkless Heroic student who had specially made robots come after him during the Entrance Exam and bested All Might's score.
It was absolute hell when they realized that Izuku was the one who was the person the buzz was all about. Hitoshi shivered as the sound of Izuku's in human growl went through his mind, the paling faces of the reporters as they stepped back from the previously catatonic boy.
Hitoshi had remembered fearing for his life in that moment when he grabbed his mentor's hand and he whipped around to snarl at him, looking so feral and out of it in that moment...but now that Hitoshi thought on it...he wasn't the only one scared.
Izuku-prideful, arrogant, confident, strong and so many others-was scared himself. Chaldea...In Chaldea...everyone knew that Izuku was destined for greatness, like his mother came to have. Something he strived to achieve everything they expected of him, but he always anticipated that they would be beside him...and the summoning was the thing to push it.
When it failed…
In that moment as reporters stepped away from the quirkless boy who looked ready to tear their throats out, as he stared at his lilac haired friend...Izuku was a scared child that had things crumbling around him.
His eyes held so much fear and uncertainty in that moment…
Hitoshi could see the boy that never had a chance to really have a normal childhood in that moment.
"Shinso-San," he looked up to Tenya who held out a piece of paper. "We are voting on class president! Please do not vote for yourself if possible."
"Thanks," he sighed, taking it and writing down the uptight boy's name, uncaring of how things will go.
He needed to speak to Izuku...and he needed to soon.
He could only hope that Archimedes words were true.
"This is likely the result of not enough preparation or a lack of concentrated Mana," he sighed, running a hand through his hair. "We should try again after these Mana Crystals are all filled up...we'll have a better chance if we have more mana..."
"It better," Hitoshi growled, the howls of Izuku's crying ringing through the area.
"Even I don't know," he snapped, glaring at the boy.
The rest of the day went by in a blur as Iida and Yaoyorozu were elected as President and Vice President respectively, but Hitoshi could care less about it.
The rest of the day was spent in free period, Hitoshi speaking softly with Izuku but never getting a response before the boy looked up to the ceiling.
"Someone...someone is here," he murmured, eyes dull as he reached for the ceiling.
"Zu," Hitoshi asked, keeping an eye out.
"I...I don't know," he murmured, bringing his hand down before burying his head in his hands. "I don't know."
"Zuku," he sighed, he could never understand the pain he was going through in this moment. "I'm here Zuku...I'm here."
Why?
Ba-Dump.
Why did they not answer him?
Ba-Dump
Was it how he did it? Was it the world he was in? Did they not think him worthy anymore?
Ba-Dump
Why?
Ba-Dump!
Why?
Ba-Dump!
WHY?
BA-DUMP!
He thought they would answer his summons...he believed they would come back to him…
BA-DUMP!
It hurt...it hurt so much.
BA-DUMP! BA-DUMP!
"Izuku…" That was Hitoshi...ah, he was so rude to him this morning.
"Izuku?" Mei….he remembered attempting to claw at her when she tried to pull him away from one of the Catalyst.
Why?
The next thing Izuku knew he was in the noisy mess of the cafeteria, a sense of nostalgia washing over him as the noise of smells combined made him warm. The petty arguments and the need for that particular piece of food, the fact that "I was here first" or "no me"...
"Y..You two," he weakly began, both jolting before turning to Izuku. "I...I…"
BRIINNNNNNGGGGGGG
Izuku locked up at the sound, suddenly the area around him was flashing red...people were yelling about CHALDEAS cracking and going white, he clung to Ritsuka as he looked around in their cell.
There were bangs outside the door….there...there…
A flash of black had him getting up with a muted scream, the blank masked faces of the Oprichnik stared back at him. Unconsciously his hand began to glow, his man filling up in his arm as he prepared a spell.
"Zu," Hitoshi's voice brought him out of his revere and he gasped as he looked at the concerned boy's face. "Zu, someone caused this!"
"Someone is here…" He murmured, eyes narrowing. "Someone is infiltrating…"
"Let's go," he murmured.
"Yes," Hitoshi nodded, both of them rushing out as Mei followed.
He could deal with other things later.
Comment on what you like and what happened! And do you think you can guess who is going to be summoned? Once from each class or maybe only a few classes? Give it a go!
Don't worry! I still intent to have Izuku summon! But's it's not so cut and dry!
