Hagakure, Uraraka group chat:
You: Did you get home safely, you two?
Uraraka: Yeah!
Hagakure: Yup! What about you?
Uraraka: So what now? I have nothing to do so if either of you want to talk?
You: I'm able to talk!
Hagakure: Same, any topic in mind?
Uraraka: Oh drat… um…
You: Well we were all at U.A. so clearly we all like heroes to a degree! Either of you have a favourite?
Uraraka: Oh! I'm a really big fan of Thirteen! Their attitude is so cool and they're such an amazing rescue hero!
You: Heh! Thirteen is an awesome person in general, their classes are a lot of fun.
Hagakure: You even get classes from Thirteen?! Lucky!
Uraraka: So jealous! .
Uraraka: what about you, Hagakure?
Hagakure: Probably… ah! I don't have any real one pro I look up to. All Might I guess, even though that's kind of a boring answer, just cause he's always in the spotlight and I want to be. Kinda easy to overlook the invisible girl…
Uraraka: aww, I promise I won't overlook you!
You: Me neither! You already stand out to me with your personality!
Hagakure: thank you. It means a lot ^-^
Hagakure: What about you, Midoriya?
You: …
You: It's a tie between Midnight and Eraserhead
You: So I told her, "I may be small, but in a fight I give it my all."
Uraraka: So cool! Sound like you're gonna have a head start on us when school starts though.
You: I think it's a fair trade :p I can't have a quirk to help, so I get extra experience instead.
You: If you want I can help you in our spare time though, little tips to perform better they might not teach us in class.
Uraraka: You'd do that?!
You: Of course! I'm more than happy to help my friends! ^-^
Hagakure: thanks for today, I had so much fun!
You: I mean I should be thanking you, you're the one who suggested it.
Hagakure: Yeah but I didn't know it would be so fun.
Hagakure: Not saying you aren't fun! Just, didn't expect it to be as exciting as it was. Do you practice parkour like that often out of your lessons?
You: Sometimes, I enjoy the adrenaline rush. Personally I preferred the quieter moments though. Eating and talking is just relaxing.
Hagakure: Can't argue with that, especially if it gets me free food in the future ;p
You: If you're lucky, haha.
Izuku had the widest smile on his face as he looked into his reflection in Nezu's office, his reflection staring back equally beaming with energy. He was finally in U.A.'s official outfit, the blazer was a bit loose on him and the trousers fit perfectly, allowing him breathing room to move while still being on tight.
His tie was a total disaster but everyone seemed against giving him any advice on how to fix it for some reason so it was simply in a messy knot and barely reaching his chest.
His actual physique was hidden by the clothing. It wasn't like he was a pinnacle of muscle or anything, he was more lean than anything and really he preferred it that way.
Midnight and Aizawa were both more agile fighters than brawlers, so It was much more in his favour to retain as light a form as possible while still having some decent striking power with what muscle he could afford to put on.
"I must say, the outfit suits you rather well, Izuku." Nezu said with a bright smile, paws clasped behind his back as he inspected his 'nephew'. "It's about time we finally got you into it as well. How do you feel?"
"Like I'm on top of the world." The greenette said quietly with a smile, when the door opened up and pulled both teacher and students attention to it. A moment later in casual clothes walked in Nemuri, whose eyes landed on the greenette before she suddenly let out a loud, delighted squeal.
"Oh my god, you look amazing, Izuku!" She said, hurrying over and pulling him into a tight hug. Cooing and kissing his face while he tried to pry away while smiling all the while.
"Mom!" He whined playfully, pushing her away. "I thought it was your day off?"
"Oh it is." The sultry pro nodded, standing tall with a sweet smile and laughing. "I'm going to meet Inko soon, but I had to see you in your outfit first before Shota. After all, I think you already know who the homeroom teacher of class 1-A is."
"Yeah… it's going to be weird." The quirkless teen said with a nervous laugh, scratching the back of his neck. "I mean I'm used to Dad as a teacher one-on-one but this is going to be different."
"More different for him than for you." Midnight said with a wink. "You know the man has a tendency to be over reliant on scare tactics."
"Yeah, I've seen a few of his classes in the past. And calling him Mister Aizawa is going to be weird…." Izuku laughed while scratching the back of his neck. Nezu snickered, catching both Nemuri and the greenette's attention.
"Well now, I'm not saying that you have more leeway than the average student to abuse or anything, or that I could veto any decision to punish you…" The hybrid began, with a mischievous twinkle in his eyes. "But I will say I can always use more entertainment and Aizawa's frustrations are always a good way to gain said entertainment."
"Translation: Be a little shit." Midnight supplied with a cackle, patting her students head.
"Well, I wouldn't put it so crudely." Nezu sighed, before winking at Izuku with a smirk which was quickly returned.
"Do you think we're too mean to Dad sometimes?"
"Maybe."
"Not even slightly."
With that, the three shared a laugh. Izuku would feel guilty but it had become something of a running gag he'd picked up on, messing with Aizawa. If he really cared, he'd have made a proper genuine complaint by now but he found his own personal amusement in it as well they were sure. He just refused to admit as much.
"Well, anyways I better get going. I hope you have a wonderful first day sweetie!" Midnight called, walking towards the door. "If anyone gives you trouble, what do you do?"
"if verbal, just ignore them and tell one of you." Izuku began reciting with a smirk. "If physical, knock them out then tell one of you."
"You learned well." The sultry pro laughed, grabbing the handle and beginning to close the door. "I'll see you later Izuku, give Shota hell!"
"I will." The greenette laughed, before turning to the principal once she was gone. "You called me here for a reason, by the way? I doubt it was just over the outfit."
"Yes, I have something important to discuss with you regarding another student in your class." Nezu explained, pulling out a folder and throwing it across the table to the boy. "One of your classmates will be a transfer student from America. She's still learning our language however and has a habit of slipping back into English without realizing her. She's good enough there shouldn't be issues usually, but I thought it would be for the best if we paired you up in the same class still to be safe. You can help her learn more of our language normally, and help translate if we need to thanks to your lessons with Present Mic."
"Understood sir." The boy said with a bow, his more serious demeanour quickly settling in. Looking at the file, he saw a photo of the girl, with big blue eyes, long wavy blonde hair and two massive horns on her head. "Pony Tsunotori? I'll keep an eye out for her."
"Good, just ask her her name and you'll understand why I want you helping her. Now then, it's almost time for classes to begin so I won't keep you any longer." The mammal waved Izuku off, who opened the door and began to make his leave. "And remember, the most amusing Aizawa is a flustered one."
Laughter reached the hybrids ear as the last thing he heard from Izuku before the boy left.
Izuku walked alone through the halls of U.A to his class, basking in the warm glow through the windows as the sun shined in.
They were the same halls as always, quite obviously but they felt different somehow. Like they were more than before, and it filled him with excitement.
He continued on silently, only a hall away from his classroom when suddenly a pair of arms wrapped around his head and he felt pressure on his face. His hands shot upwards but stopped as he realized he could still see despite the feeling of fingers around him. 'Hagakure?'
"Guess who?~"
"Not sure it really works in this scenario." He said with a small smile, infinitely glad his mind caught up before his instincts. He didn't want his third meeting with the girl to start with her splayed out unconscious on the ground.
"Oh come one, play along." She whined lightly, and he could practically hear the pout on her face making him smile a little. He flushed a tiny bit, knowing a girls hands were on his face though thankfully being friends with Nejire and having Midnight as a teacher had helped him adjust to people who had a habit of invading people's personal space.
"Santa." He said, having picked a random name only to hear a gasp, the invisible hands dropping off his face. He turned to see a floating U.A. girls outfit backing away.
"Are you calling me fat?!"
'….Crap!'
"N-No! that's not what I m-meant!" he quickly began defending himself as he raised his hands defensively, trying to think how to fix his mistake and not hearing her small amused laughter she was trying to hold back. "I was calling you… joyous? You make me happy, that's how you're like him! That's it, totally!"
"Pfft… good save." She snickered, throwing her arms around his neck. "But I was just teasing you! Thank you though!"
"Hagakure…" He whined lightly, even as he smiled himself while she let go of him. "That was unfair and you know it."
"I know." She nodded, without a hint of remorse, getting an eye roll from the greenette.
They came up upon their classroom, both taking a moment to prepare themselves before they walked in.
The first thing that greeted them as they walked in was the majority of their new classmates, all eyes briefly turning to them all.
In amongst them, one that immediately stood out what the tall blue haired teen who had been present during the entrance exam. He merely looked away upon seeing the two of them, which they quickly returned the favour of by not talking to him.
It seemed only one or two people were engaged in small talk, everyone else taking time to adjust to their new surroundings before starting up any new conversation.
"You know where your desk is?" Izuku asked invisible friend, quietly the wrinkles in the girl's collar indicating she had nodded yes.
"Number sixteen." The invisible girl muttered, taking a seat at the front desk furthest from the door. Izuku saw his own seat, eighteen was two behind her and his eyes widened slightly as he spotted who was sat right in front of him.
"Excuse me a moment." He muttered to Hagakure, before walking over to the desk behind her. The girl sat there looked up confused and he gave her a small but genuine smile. 'English speaking countries refer to each other by first name right? Should keep that in mind.' "Hi, you're Pony right?"
"I'm the pony horned bird, yes." She nodded, and Izuku blanked for a moment before smiling, holding out his hand with a small chuckle. 'So that's what Nezu meant.'
"Izuku Midoriya. English transfer student right?" He asked, slipping into said language at the end. The blonde's eyes lit up on hearing him speak and she fixed him with a big smile nodding.
"Yes, I've only been in the country for a few months. My Japanese is getting better but it is still faulty." She explained, both not registering the slightly confused looks they got from most the rest of their classmates. The only one who didn't seem totally lost was a tall black haired girl at the back of the room who remained quiet as they conversed. "You speak English?"
"Yes, I've been learning it for several years. The Principal actually told me about you, which is how I knew who you were. Oh, and it's Tsunotori by the way, no need to change how you say it at all as it's your name."
"Ah, thank you for the heads up." She said, tilting her head to the side with a soft smile that was frankly adorable.
"No problem, I was told that's why we are in the same class. If you need any help at all with your Japanese just ask, I'll be happy to help." He said, grinning wide before a voice spoke up behind him.
"You can speak another language?!" Uraraka asked, having shown up when he'd been distracted in conversation. The greenette laughed, with a shit-eating grin coming onto his face.
"več kot en." He said, amusement growing at her shocked expression. "Hey, Uraraka."
"Show off." She muttered with a small smile. Izuku's eyes shifted to behind her and he grinned upon noticing the shadow in the corner of the room that most would have more than likely brushed off as a coat or something. Looking around he noted how all the students in where present when he accounted for himself.
Walking over, he pressed his finger towards it and spoke up. "Teacher, not Stalker, Mister Aizawa. That's your job description."
"You noticed did you?" The man grunted, walking out as many of the rest of the class had their faces morph into ones of confusion at the sight. "Alright everyone, sit down, shut up and listen."
Izuku quickly hurried over to his own chair with the instruction, Uraraka following his lead and all eyes remaining on the scraggly man. After a few seconds the few small conversations died down and the man let out a suffering sigh.
"I'm your homeroom teacher, Shota Aizawa. Eight seconds before you all went quiet, that won't cut it-" Izuku's hand flew up into the air while he maintained a straight face. Aizawa sighed again. "Yes, Midoriya?"
"It was only six seconds sir." He said, trying not to smirk. The man glared at him for a moment.
"Thank you." The scruffy pro bit out, a warning look in his eye before he addressed the rest of the class, pulling out a basket of freshly cleaned U.A. gym uniforms. 'Right, Dad's apprehension tests. Hope I manage a decent score on them without a quirk.' "I want you all to go to the changing rooms and put these on. We'll meet in the courtyard."
"Sir?" The raven haired teen from before raised her hand with a confused look upon her face. "What about orientation?"
"It's a waste of time, now hurry up." The man said simply, turning and walking out the room. Everyone shared confused or concerned glances for a moment before Izuku rolled his eyes.
"I'll bring a map tomorrow." He said, only sowing confusion deeper into everyone who wasn't Uraraka or Hagakure while he stood up, grabbing one of the uniforms before anyone else.
He let everyone else walk out ahead of him, holding his two friends back while everyone else was gone.
"So… our teacher is interesting." Hagakure muttered, waiting to see what the boy had to say about him. He gave her a slightly apologetic smirk, knowing the man could be a little rough to deal with for new students.
"Yeah. Just a little head's up, Dad has a habit of using scare tactics on the first day. He just wants the best performance he can possibly get, so don't let even his more extreme threats scare you, ok?" He explained. He didn't want to undermine the man's authority or anything, but he really needed something better than threating straight expulsion on the first day.
It was ridiculous when you thought about it for more than a few moments. Plus he did still owe both of them for getting him out that building."
"Thanks, well keep it in mind. We should probably hurry now though…" Uraraka said, looking to the door. The two girls left and Izuku followed slowly behind them, knowing full well he wasn't alone.
"So… You decided to play this game in front of the class." Aizawa spoke up, appearing him beside him as though from the shadows themselves. Izuku didn't even flinch, just smirking. "I have an image to maintain you know."
"Yup. Good luck dad." He said with a snicker.
"I can punish you, you know."
"No you can't."
"Of course I-" His eyes widened in realization. "Oh god Nezu put you up to this, didn't he?"
"Yep." Izuku laughed, beginning to walk ahead. He did turn for a moment though, meeting the man's steely gaze. "Though that doesn't mean I wouldn't of done it anyways. Sometimes, students aren't the only one who have to be kept in line."
"Oh you little-"
"Love you, bye!" Izuku called with a laugh, hurrying off before the man could 'reboot' though he did come back for just a moment, smirk still on his face. "You wouldn't of got me in trouble anyways!"
"I…."
It hit him that was completely accurate. He wouldn't be able to bring himself to for the minor offense and if he did, Nezu would just throw it away or Midnight would undermine it…
It hit him.
"Oh god, we've given you too much power."
And all too suddenly, Aizawa feared the next three years upon him.