And here we are, this will be the final chapter I have already written and signals as the end of the arc. I'll try finishing another whole arc before posting again, but I think before that I'll be focusing on my other works.
Also it might get slightly steamy near the end? It's not smut or even a lime really, just some light teasing I guess XD
Anyways, enjoy the story!
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Chapter 3
That night at the dorms, it was rather quiet. The students of 1-A milling about quietly as they all respectively start to process the training they had just this morning.
Some of them are contemplating it and absorbing it all quietly, others are having a slightly harder time as they need more time to process it all. All in all, the dorms of 1-A are rather silent and calm today.
Outside, however, is a different story, a green blur could be seen moving around in the courtyard. Grunts and exertion could be heard as the wind was pushed away from wherever the green blur moved.
Izuku panted lightly as sweat matted down his body, loosening himself back into a low stance as his mind started to process the challenge he had just gotten.
Mastering his fighting style within a week sounds impossible but Emiya-senpai believed he could do it. Since he had put such high trust in him then all he could do is answer it with all his might.
His mind then turned inward, analyzing his movement and comparing it to how his senpai had moved.
It still felt too stiff, with too many wasted movements, he could have done a few of his punches a bit shorter and not overextended more frequently.
Izuku breathed out a sigh as a mental image of his senior came to mind. Slowly he starts mirroring his stance, his breathing, his movement. Slowly tracing Shirou's movement into his own, his own mind analyzing it and changing a few things like height and weight to suit him better.
With a deep breath, he moved.
His movement sways the grass beneath, the currents of wind become stronger and stronger as Izuku moves, blurring through the field as his movement becomes smoother and stronger.
At the dorms, Ochako could be seen looking over Midoriya through the windows with a worried look. Right beside her was Iida, standing beside her with some worry.
"He's been out there for a while now," Ochako muttered.
Iida looked over at her, "Should we stop him?"
Ochako mulled it over, on one hand, she does want him to rest. On the other hand, she felt like it would stop him from improving and fulfilling the challenge that Emiya-senpai had given him. If he does succeed then he would no longer need to worry about breaking his body if he pushed himself too hard.
The pros and cons were weighed on her mind and each of them only made her heart tear in two.
"...I don't know." She sighed as she massaged the bridge of her nose, her own heart warring against each other.
Iida could only slump his posture in response, even though he was not sure what to do at the moment.
On another floor, Momo looked down from her window. Seeing the green blur that was Izuku moving around the courtyard, her eyes narrowed slightly when she saw it.
'He's still out there? But it's late already.' She looked on with slight surprise, glancing towards the clock to see that it had already reached past 10.
Just how long does he plan to train anyways?
Looking over outside and the clock multiple times, she sighed before opening the window.
"Midoriya! It's past 10 already! Why don't you get inside before you catch a cold!" She shouted from upstairs, looking down at him with a slightly stern expression.
Midoriya skidded to a stop before looking up at her in surprise. "It is?!"
He then hurried over towards a corner, Momo could vaguely see there was a book and his phone on the corner. Izuku immediately smacked his head before he pulled both the book and phone up along with him.
"Thanks, Yaoyorozu! Sorry for bothering you!" He shouted back at her with a grateful smile.
Momo merely smiled softly at him, "It's no problem."
The heiress then slowly watches him get inside in a hurry, shaking her head in fond exasperation before she gets back in and closes her window. She glanced towards the sheet of paper on her desk and other miscellaneous items that were strewn around near it.
She sighed as she saw it, the items were her failed attempts at applying the steps. So far she had managed to bypass the first and second steps easily thanks to how simple it was. The third step was becoming a bit difficult as she took too long to think about what kind of materials she could use and ended up affecting the quality of the object she created.
But it was pretty good progress in a single day. She can feel her quirk getting faster by applying these steps that Emiya-senpai had given her. She could probably master it in two days if she keeps improving at such a pace.
With a deep breath, she took a seat in front of her desk and continued her training.
Downstairs, both Ochako and Iida had also seen Izuku rush back inside after Momo asked him to. Making both of them sigh in relief, Ochako herself felt a bit happy now that she saw Izuku hadn't really tried to fight her advice.
"Well guess Yaoyorozu-san already fixes that issue for us." Iida smiled before glancing towards Ochako, gaining a nod from her.
Ochako looked over to the clock, noting in a slight surprise at the time before looking back at Iida, "Yeah, we should head to bed. It's getting late."
"A-ah, right! Have a good night Uraraka-san!"
"Good night Iida!" Ochako waved at him before she headed towards her room, ready to catch some sleep for an intense training session with Tohsaka-senpai.
While 1-A's dorms have their own sets of problems, their neighbor 1-B was going through their own problems as well.
"Monoma, no." The stern voice of Kendo Itsuka could be heard. Her teal eyes looked at Monoma with a stern gaze.
"Come on Kendo! I heard those 1-A bastards have a one-on-one session with some of our seniors, why not just spy on them to see how they're doing. I'm sure some of them are reveling in the attention they are getting." Monoma grumbled.
"And if they did have such a session, then we should leave them alone. Bothering them about it should be the last thing we should do." Kendo retort.
Monoma scoffed, "You tell me that, and yet you let Kodai there spy on them."
His words caused her to turn around and look towards the window, and indeed there was Kodai Yui sitting near the glass door that shows the 1-A dorms. Looking toward their rival class's dorms with a stoic look.
Kendo looked back towards Monoma with a deadpan, "Between Kodai watching them silently and you trying to goad them into beating you to a pulp, I think I know which one I trust more to behave themselves."
"I do not goad them to beat me to a pulp!"
"You should hear yourself talk more, it would be an enlightening experience trust me."
Monoma huffed, "Sarcasm is unbecoming of you Kendo, besides those 1-A elites would probably like to beat me up, won't they? They just can't stand knowing that 1-B is superior to them I'm sure."
"If this keeps up, it won't just be them wanting to do so."
"What's that supposed to mean?!"
"You'll know once you gain some self-awareness."
As the two continue to bicker, Yui on the other hand was busy observing their sister class's dorms. She had started watching when she was Midoriya training outside in the courtyard, her interest was piqued even more when she saw him slowly getting better and faster in his movement. Even with her basic knowledge of martial arts, she had learned enough of it from Kendo to see that Izuku was improving at a rapid pace. Her own observant nature allows her to accurately compare him to Kendo, their residential expert on martial arts, and see how good he was.
She then blinked as she saw him move back into his dorm after Yaoyorozu asked him to, she's not really sure as she can't hear them but considering how late it was she could make a pretty accurate guess.
"Hey Kendo," Her words stop the two from their argument and look towards her, her cerulean blue eyes staring at Kendo with her usual stoic gaze. "How good do you think Midoriya is in hand to hand?" She asked.
"Midoriya? Well, not really sure honestly. But from what little I'd seen at the summer camp I'd say he probably knows the bare-bones basics. But even with bare-bones knowledge, with how powerful his quirk is, he probably doesn't need to worry about the technique that much." Kendo shrugged, she had seen Midoriya a few times when he was training with Tiger. His skills didn't really impress her but his diligence and endurance to learn from Tiger were rather admirable.
The students made it no secret that all of them find the hero intimidating, but his goofy nature and sheer passion for teaching them offset it enough to make them enjoy spending time with the hero.
Yui nodded at that, "I see."
Kendo raised an eyebrow at her words, "Why do you ask?"
"Nothing really, I just saw Midoriya training outside. From the looks of it, he's improving pretty well on hand to hand. Though I don't really know much about it to make a proper assessment." The stoic girl shrugged.
Kendo nodded at that, but her interest was piqued at her words. He's training for it now? Huh, maybe she could ask for some spars a few times. God knows, not many people in UA actually know martial arts that deeply, though that Ojiro guy comes close.
"Well it's getting late now, we should get back to bed. We still have classes tomorrow after all." Kendo reminded them both, making Yui nod while Monoma sighed.
"Isn't it a bit too early?" Monoma whined.
"Just get your ass to bed, Monoma!" Kendo ordered, making him slump before slowly making his way towards his room. Both Kendo and Yui also made their way to their respective rooms as they said good night to each other.
The week would be a long one for them.
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As the week passed by, the students kept on training diligently as their senpai watched over them. Both Aizawa and Midnight occasionally came by and checked upon them, but most of the time the students of 2-A would be their main teachers during class.
Shirou couldn't help but smile as he saw how fast both of his juniors were improving, Momo's creations were getting faster and more varied while Izuku's fighting style was slowly being perfected.
The same situation could be seen with the rest of his classmates, looking over the students of 1-A with pride as they saw how fast they managed to improve or how they managed to use their talents to become better.
As the days went by, Yui continued to observe Izuku when school was over. Watching over how he continued to improve, usually, Itsuka would join her in her observation.
The big sister of 1-B couldn't help but gaped when she saw how fast Izuku was improving. It was like seeing results from years of training crammed into a few days. It was unheard of! Heck, she needed to see it for herself to even believe it.
'Ok, this is just cheating! Hax! I call hax!' Itsuka mentally complained, feeling useless when she tried to compare herself to the verdette. And they call her a martial arts prodigy…
Yui on the other hand was more content with observing the young man. Part of her can't help but notice there was a hint of something whenever he trains, her own observant side could see there was a hint of desperation whenever he trains. Like he was desperate to prove something.
It wasn't until the second final day of the week did she decide to do something about it.
It was a normal day, the class had finally finished with 1-A coming back from another particularly draining training session with 2-A. The majority of them are slowly going to their room to rest while some are just content to stay in the living room and chat with their friends.
"Man Luvia-senpai really drove me to the ground today." Kaminari sighed as he sat down on the couch, despite his words there is a sense of contentment in his tone. Part of him is happy to be able to improve so much in mere days than he had in the previous months combined.
"Artoria-senpai is ruthless," Tokoyami spoke, Dark shadow nodding beside him as the construct looked rather tired.
Some of them laughed sheepishly at that, the majority of them being able to relate to his words as their own senpais were driving them to the ground with how much they were pushed. However, they could feel definite progress on their part, making them more confident to handle the upcoming exam.
Jirou sat beside Momo, her features scrunching up slightly as she complained to her friend.
"Tohsaka-senpai is the devil incarnate I swear…" She groaned, feeling the sores in her body.
Momo smiled sheepishly at that, "I'm sure it's not that bad, Ochako and Shoji had good things to say about her." She brought up, remembering how much those two seem to admire Tohsaka.
"Oh no, she's great. But when it comes to training, she instantly became one sadistic trainer. At least Fuwa-senpai kept things easy for us, but goddamn it's like she turn on a switch and became the fucking devil." She sighed as she lay down on Momo's lap, catching a few jealous looks but she ignored them.
These lap pillows are hers now!
Momo laughed a little at that, patting her head comfortingly. "There, there. You're here now so you can rest." She soothed her, making Kyoka sigh in contentment.
"You're too good for us Yaomomo."
"So I've heard."
Momo then looked out of the nearby window, seeing a familiar green blur moving through the courtyard.
'He's getting better.' She idly noted, part of her was surprised by how fast he was improving but that part was buried by worry. Every day after class, Izuku would quickly change and continue his training in the courtyard. It has gotten to the point that it has become a bit worrying.
His dedication was something to be admired, but where do his limits lie? It can't be healthy to continue doing this without rest.
Right as if on cue, she saw Izuku finally halt to a stop. Panting hard before he slowly makes his way to a nearby wall, sweat could be seen trailing down his toned body. His shirt was nowhere to be found, allowing anyone that noticed to get quite the eye candy.
Her throat felt dry for some reason.
She then saw him sitting down and leaning back into a wall to take a rest while disappearing from her view. Momo sighed in relief when she saw this, it seemed like he was finally taking a slight break. Though part of her can't help but be disappointed that she now lost the view.
"You seem distracted," Kyoka suddenly spoke up.
Momo shook her head, "It's nothing, just worried really."
"Is it about Midoriya? You two have been getting rather close these days."
Momo sighed with a helpless smile, "Was it that obvious?"
Kyoka got back up and sat properly before facing her, "Yaomomo, both of you have been pretty close with each other and have been switching notes in class pretty frequently after both of you were paired up under Emiya-senpai. If I didn't know any better, I'd say both of you are going to start dating each other after a few more weeks."
"Kyoka! Don't say something like that so suddenly!" Momo blushed in slight embarrassment, swatting her friend's arm in retaliation.
Though a stray part of her can't help but think it won't be so bad, Izuku himself has shown quite a few admirable traits. He's kind, hardworking, and very smart. One of the few people that can keep up with her talks when it comes to more complicated materials. And then there's that body of his–
Momo quickly shakes her head away from that thought, she can't think of her friends that way! It's rude and very disrespectful! She herself feels uncomfortable whenever someone stares at her body after all, so she knows the feeling.
Though she won't mind having him stare at her that way–
SLAP
Momo slapped her hands to her cheeks, trying to stop the very questionable thoughts that were plaguing her mind at the moment. She blamed the view of his body that she managed to glimpse earlier, the memory already burned itself into her mind.
'Midoriya you can't keep showing off your body like that while still looking all innocent! You're going to break a girl's heart like this!' She mentally whined.
Kyoka sat at the side with a blank look on her face, observing the rapid change of emotions from her friend.
'Is...Is she?'
She was just joking around but she didn't know she was getting this hard of a reaction, did both of them get that close when no one was looking?
'Goddamn Midoriya, I didn't know you had it in you.' She begrudgingly thought, some part of her can't help but respect him taking his chances with Momo the moment they were alone with each other. Can't blame him that much, Momo herself is quite the looker after all.
While this was happening, the verdette himself was outside sitting against the wall. His breath was slightly labored from the extensive training he was doing.
He could feel it, he was close. Just a little more and he would master this new fighting style that Emiya-senpai had helped create with him.
The style was rather simple, but it seems to focus a bit on his own natural body strength and speed. Paired with the awesome power that he gained from One For All, it would make him a walking tank.
The style itself is rather simple at its core, a continuous assault with only counters or redirecting attacks as a form of defense. Of course, the main aspect to make the style work is his speed and reaction time. If he could fine-tune it even more, then he would be able to master the bare basics of it.
It's impossible for him to master it as a whole in such a short time, but if he could master the bare-bones basics of what makes up the style then he would be fine. And from the looks of it, he was getting closer to completely mastering the basics. Training all on his own made it a bit harder since he had no one to test against, but he settled on using an imaginary opponent.
Emiya-senpai had helped him a lot when creating this style. He had to learn how to properly balance himself in high-speed movements and even try to learn how to conserve his energy due to how movement intensive the style could be. Apparently, Emiya-senpai had incorporated parts of his own style into his to make it all work. He had learned how to fight along with Artoria-senpai, so most of the things he knew were something he had to learn from Artoria as well.
It was a bit of a jarring thought to know that someone so strong also had to start from the ground up as well, but it made sense to Izuku. No one was born immediately strong after all, everyone had to work towards it in their own ways.
Izuku sighed as he rubbed his face, trying to wipe away the sweat on his face. The whole week feels as tiring as ever but he also felt a sense of accomplishment paired with it.
"Hmm."
Izuku looked up when he heard that, coming face to face with Kodai Yui.
The girl was crouching in front of him, a bottle of water could be seen in her hands as she observed him.
"U-uh, can I help you?" He stuttered, looking a bit surprised by the sudden appearance of the girl in front of him.
Kodai merely tilted her head in thought before holding out the bottle of water towards him, silently offering it to him.
"You look tired." Was all she said.
Izuku blinked at her before slowly taking the offered bottle, he looked down at it before looking up. Seeing that Kodai was still staring at him, he decided to open the bottle and drink up.
The moment the water reached his lips, he started gulping down at a rapid pace. His dry throat suddenly made its presence known, he didn't know he was this tired.
After a few more audibly large gulps, he separated his lips from the bottle. Taking in deep breaths as he could feel his throat suddenly feeling better after getting some water in it.
"Aaaah! Thanks, Kodai-san. I needed that." He thanked her, looking down at the bottle sheepishly when he noticed that the bottle was now half empty.
Kodai nodded at that, accepting the thanks. But then she started blinking at him curiously, a question could be seen in her eyes.
Izuku thankfully noticed this, "What's wrong Kodai-san?"
"You know my name?" She asked curiously, slightly surprised by the fact.
Izuku blinked at that, "Ah, I mostly heard about you really. I've seen you a few times in the cafeteria and the hallway when going to class, sometimes Yaoyorozu and Iida-san mention you when they come back from talking with your class representatives."
It was mostly the truth anyways, both Yaoyorozu and Iida did mention her since Itsuka talks about her sometimes as she helps the class rep a lot from time to time. Though the most he had heard about her was in the locker room where the guys in his class talked about girls. Of course, there were the usual talks about them trying to get closer to Yaoyorozu or Mina or any of the girls in 1-A really, but there are also talks about them getting interested in a few of the 1-B girls. Kodai's name was one of the names that were frequently talked about. Apparently, his classmates consider her a silent beauty. Now that he's getting a close-up look at her, he can't help but agree. She does have the looks for it.
Kodai nodded at that, slowly sitting beside the verdette. Izuku did look at her oddly at her action but decided not to question it.
A comfortable silence filled the air, both of them enjoying the peace and quiet with a content aura.
"I keep seeing you training throughout the week, why are you working so hard?" Kodai asked, her tone curious.
Izuku glanced at her before looking back at the courtyard around them, wondering if he should tell her.
Thinking there was nothing wrong with it, he decided to tell her. "I have to complete a challenge really, if I do I'll finally be able to find an easier way to use my quirk."
Yui looks down at that, remembering how powerful his quirk was back in the Sports Festival. "Your quirk hurts you right?"
Izuku nodded at that, "It's strong, but after a certain point, it would hurt my body. I did manage to learn how to properly control it when I managed to get into UA, but it still gives me trouble. That's why I need to complete this challenge."
Yui nodded before catching his words, "You had trouble with your quirk even before UA?"
Izuku froze at that, his mind trying to think of an excuse. "Y-yeah, you could say that."
Yui nodded at that, not pushing the subject after seeing him freezing up. It's clear it was a sensitive subject for him.
Izuku then looks back at her, finding the situation turning slightly awkward for him. What should he do here?! He never got this far with a stranger before! Usually, they were the ones that kept the conversation going and he just nodded along with it!
However, the sound of a door opening saved him from his situation, causing Izuku to mentally sigh in relief as both he and Kodai looked toward the source.
"Midoriya, Sato got some drinks made for us. Oh Kodai-san, you're here too?"
There Momo stood from the doorway, looking over towards the two in slight surprise as she saw Kodai sitting with Midoriya.
Kodai waved towards her as Izuku looked on curiously, "Ah, I'll come inside in a bit then."
Momo waved back at her before looking back at Izuku, pouting cutely at him. "You've been outside for a while already, Midoriya. It's just a little break anyways, I'm sure you'll do fine tomorrow. Besides, taking some rest is also important right?"
Izuku seemed a bit cowed at that, he can't really argue against that.
"Kodai!"
The sudden shout caused all three to look toward the source, both Itsuka and Setsuna could be seen standing near the courtyard as both girls looked on towards them.
"Oh hey, Itsuka-san!" Momo waved at her, "You know since all three of you are here why not come inside and join us?"
"I'm not sure if we can, I don't want to intrude. Besides, we were just looking for Kodai anyways." Itsuka smiled sheepishly.
Setsuna just swatted her class rep's arm, "Come on Itsuka! I'm sure it would be fine. Besides, I think Kodai there is pretty comfy from where she is." The girl smiled a bit teasingly at the stoic girl. She noticed the shirtless form of Izuku sitting beside her and well, the view was rather tantalizing.
Kodai on the other hand just gave her a blank stare, though she did get closer to the young man beside her in response. Much to Izuku's embarrassment.
Momo just chuckled at the byplay in front of her, "It's fine Itsuka-san, Sato had made a lot of snacks for us anyways. I'm sure he would be thrilled to have more people eating his sweets."
Itsuka then looked around, the sky was getting dark already and she was unsure if they could make it before curfew.
Izuku noticed the hesitant look, "Curfew starts at 9, you girls will have plenty of time to get back if that's what you're worried about."
Itsuka just sighed at that before smiling, "Well, if you two insist then I won't mind. I'll give the others in my class a heads-up in case Vlad-sensei is searching for us."
"Of course! Now come in, I'm sure the others would love to have you three." Momo invited them in, all three hurriedly joined her right as Izuku got up from his seat.
Looking at their backs, Izuku wonders if this will help bridge the gap between the two classes. God knows how hostile the two classes can be with each other sometimes. Though most of the fault can be laid on Monoma.
With a sigh, he grabbed his shirt and went back in with the garment in his hands.
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Momo took a deep breath as she stood in the middle of the field, her mind holding the image that she wanted to create.
Judging the concept of creation
A simple whip in concept.
Hypothesizing the basic structure
A handle attached to multiple long ropes, and multiple blades could be seen attached to every inch of it that could be magnetized to each other.
Creating the composition material
A simple leather for the handle, while the rope is made out of a flexible yet light and durable material. The blades are made out of durable metals with powerful magnets attached inside.
Excelling every manufacturing process
The blades sharpened to perfection while the rope was made sure to be made with the most delicate weaving.
A bright pink light appeared at the side of her shoulder, a handle could be seen peeking out of it. Without much fanfare, Momo grasped it before pulling it out. Revealing the whip attached with multiple bladed ropes, each of these blades slowly floats around each other due to the same polarity but a single lash could have them all be attracted to each other very easily.
Momo grinned as she held it out, the whole process merely took a second.
Her eyes then gazed at the large stone pole in front of her. With a flick of her wrist, the whip lashed out like snakes. Surrounding the pole before the magnets gravitate towards each other, creating enough force for the blades to cut deep into the pole as it grasps it firmly.
The sound of clapping could be heard, making Momo look to the side and see both Emiya and Midoriya clapping with clear amazement in their eyes.
"That was pretty good Yaoyorozu, I didn't know you were great with a whip though." Emiya praised her.
The young heiress smiled at that, "Thank you Emiya-senpai. My family thought it would be best for me to be good with multiple weapons, at least the bare basics. So I ended up learning them since I was small."
Shirou nodded understandingly at that, "Nothing wrong with that, being prepared is always a good thing."
"Though I think the blades are a step too far." Izuku laughed sheepishly, gesturing towards the deeply buried blade on the stone pole.
Momo just laughed sheepishly in response.
Emiya then looks towards Izuku, "It's your turn now Midoriya. Ready?"
The verdette nodded, his hands clasping around his gauntlets.
He looked down at it, he had made some changes to his suit right after making the new fighting style. Now he has silver gauntlets made out of multiple circular plates that wrap around his whole arm. The gauntlet reached up to his elbows. He also now wore silver greaves around his legs.
It's a new piece of equipment that Emiya-senpai had prepared for him. With it, he would be able to use his new style better.
Both slowly walk towards the middle of the field, creating some space between the both of them. They then faced each other, determined emerald eyes meeting expectant amber eyes.
Izuku slowly relaxed his body as he lowered his center of gravity, his arms held up to chin level as he eyed his mentor.
The redhead on the other hand merely held his hand out, in a small blue flash, a crimson barbed spear suddenly appeared in his hand.
Izuku eyed the weapon narrowly, he wondered if this was one of those 'Quirked Weapons' that Tohsaka-senpai had talked about? Though part of him can't help but find it familiar.
Shirou twirled the spear around his hand, his mind reminiscing on the owner of the weapon.
It had belonged to an Irish Heroine, the spear was passed down from master to student for generations and was considered a symbol of the agency the heroine belonged to. Shirou himself was just lucky to catch a glimpse of it on television.
The spear was finely made, he could gleam into the extensive history and experience that was carved into the spear. He wonders what would happen if that heroine knew he had traced it, nothing good he suspects. Some heroes are very protective of their work.
With a mental command, he projected the experience into his body.
He could feel his body tensed and relaxed, his posture slowly fitting that of a spearman. His whole physical body did not change, but there was an experienced aura that was emitting from him. Generations of experience and mastery of the spear are now carved into his very mind and body.
Shirou hummed before he projected the physical abilities of a superhuman. He could feel his body reinforcing itself to its absolute limits. He has a feeling he would need it to keep up with a One For All empowered fighter.
He doesn't need to copy a quirk to gain superhuman capabilities. Just recording their physical feats and projecting them into his body is also enough. Of course, there are still limits as there are chances where he could tear his body up due to how far he's pushing himself. It could range from just simply tearing his muscles to even frying his nerves due to the info overload coming from the projected knowledge and change.
Despite how powerful his quirk is, there are still limits to how much his body could handle it.
Izuku gulped as he felt the aura around Shirou, the verdette was unsure of what had happened but he was sure that his senpai had done something. His whole aura had changed entirely.
"Let's start."
The moment he spoke, Shirou moved.
Izuku instinctively activated One For All, letting his body be filled with warm energy in an instant. But even with the fast activation, he could barely redirect the spear thrust that Shirou had aimed at him. The back of his gauntlets sprouted sparks as he directed it to the side.
Shirou gave a small grin at that before he repositioned himself, crouching low as he gripped the spear with two hands. With experience and skill that was not his guiding him, he unleashed a series of thrusts toward the verdette.
Izuku breathed in a large gulp of air before his arms blurred. The sound of clashing steel filled the air as Izuku kept redirecting the spear thrust away from him with his gauntlets. Leaving trails of green energy as his arms moved, clashing against the red blur as sparks flew.
As he redirected the final thrust, he suddenly grabbed the spear before pulling it towards him. His other arm was primed already before punching the redhead's face.
Shirou ducked beneath the punch, swerving to the side of Izuku as he yanked the shaft of the spear. The sudden pull paired with his movement was strong enough to get Izuku to release his grip on it.
Shirou slowed down as he aimed his spear, thrusting it towards Izuku right as he exited Izuku's view and into his blind spot.
The verdette smartly falls down to his front, letting the spear pass by his head and hit empty air. Tensing his arms, he lifted his lower body and thrust one of his legs towards Shirou. The sheer force behind it was enough to build up a shockwave and push the redhead away.
Shirou rode the shockwave until some space had been made between them. But the moment he looked back up, silver greaves with a green trail filled his view. Forced him to lean back from the sudden roundhouse kick.
Izuku clicked his tongue but did not let up, falling into a rhythm as he sent a series of punches and kicks toward Shirou. The redhead merely used the shaft of the spear to intercept them, either directing it away from him or outright blocking it.
Shirou can't help but let out an impressed grin, Izuku is keeping up on the offensive and making it hard for him to move. If he wants to use his spear effectively, he needs some proper range.
The verdette is using his head, good. His lessons are bearing fruit.
With a twirl, Shirou spun around while swiping the spear. Forced Izuku to take a step back while Shirou creates more space between them.
Shirou hummed as he suddenly relaxed and dissolved his spear into blue particles. Izuku blinked in slight confusion from the action.
"I think that'll be enough. I've seen all I need."
Izuku blinked before he relaxed, his eyes looking a bit expectant as he wondered if all his efforts were enough. He's not sure what he would do if it wasn't.
The thought was enough to form a pit in his stomach.
Momo at the side also looked even more focused on that. She can't really judge properly how the fight had gone due to how fast they were. To them, it might have been easy to react to each other's movements. To other bystanders like her? Both of them were genuine blurs with barely a pause in between their movements.
"It seems like you have mastered the core aspects of the style pretty nicely. Although I won't call it a full mastery, just applying the core aspects of the style is already enough. The rest merely depends on experience." Shirou spoked, smiling slightly at the verdette.
Izuku gulped at that, "D-does that mean…?"
"Both of you passed, congratulations."
Izuku blinked before his nervous features turned to elation. A blinding smile could be seen on his face.
"We did it!" Momo cheered as she suddenly hugged Izuku. The verdette immediately hugged her back as both of them laughed in sheer happiness.
"We did it! We did it! We did it!"
Both of them chanted as they jumped in joy, laughing in each other's arms in sheer elation.
Shirou can't help but chuckle as he sees this, their happiness is rather infectious.
The two continued to laugh before they both realized how close they are to each other, idly realizing how easy it is to feel up to the other's body.
Both of them quickly separated, their cheeks turned red as they realized what they'd done.
"S-sorry Yaoyorozu-san." Izuku stuttered.
Momo shook her head, "No no, I got too caught up in my excitement. I'm the one that started it after all."
"If you two love birds are done," His words caused the two to sputter, making Shirou smile in amusement. "I was just about to tell you about your reward."
Both of them slowly calmed themselves as they looked back at their senpai. "So, what's this technique that you told us about senpai?" Momo asked curiously, trying to change the subject.
"I can't tell you yet, it's something of a family secret. But I did gain permission to teach it to you two."
Both students looked happy to hear that, it would be rather devastating to hear if all their efforts were for nothing. But thankfully that didn't happen.
"Say, are both of you free on the weekends? If you are, I can immediately teach it to you two during the weekends."
Momo nodded at that, "I don't really have much to do, so I would be free."
The two then look towards Izuku, who nodded in response. "Most of my time I spent training on my own really, so it would be fine."
Both Shirou and Momo narrowed their eyes slightly at that, does he spend all his time on that alone? His drive to be a hero is admirable but it's starting to feel borderline unhealthy.
"That reminds me, don't you have any hobbies Midoriya?" Shirou asked, trying to see what else the verdette does in his free time.
Izuku hummed at that, "Well I do take notes on quirks and heroes, I really like seeing quirks in actions. It helped that they can inspire me on how to be a better hero."
"I see…" Shirou smiled, but inwardly he couldn't help but grimaced slightly. He does have a hobby but it seems tied to the hero profession. Part of him can't help but find it worrying about how focused he was on it.
But then again the thought was slightly hypocritical when it comes to him due to how focused he can be. But at least he has some other hobbies to distract him from it like cooking. If that doesn't work, his loved ones have other ways to distract him.
Very pleasurable ways…
Shirou shook himself out of the memory, trying to refocus back on his students.
"Anyways, I think we can end things here. I'll meet you two tomorrow at the front gates early in the morning. Sounds good?"
"Yes, senpai!"
Shirou smiled at that, even with their flaws these two will go far that he's sure off.
[-]
The sounds of birds chirping could be heard as the sun rose, it was rather early in the morning but both Momo and Izuku didn't let it deter them as they slowly made their way to the front gate.
Izuku was wearing a simple outfit, a green hoodie with a black shirt underneath. Black pants paired with his signature oversized boots. On his back is a yellow backpack.
In contrast, however, Momo looked rather refined. Wearing a yellow turtleneck shirt with a black skirt that reached down her legs. She also wore black boots with black thigh-high stockings. Strapped around her shoulder, a pink purse could be seen.
The two made their way towards the gate, where they could see Shirou, Artoria, Luvia, and Rin waiting.
Most of them are all wearing simple clothing as well. Looking rather casual as they stood by the gate.
"There you two are, you ready to go?" Shirou asked
"Yes, senpai!" Both nodded in affirmation, Momo then looked at the other three. Curiosity could be seen in her eyes.
"Are they joining us senpai?" She asked, making him nod.
"Yep, Rin here wants to visit her sister who will be there too. Saber and Luvia are joining us because they wanted to visit." He revealed.
"You four are really close huh?" Izuku idly commented, gaining chuckles from his seniors.
"You could say it that way," Rin smiled.
The sound of the wheels rolling as engines hummed could be heard, making all of them realize a limo parking before the gate. The window of the driver's seat slowly rolled down, revealing a mustached and impeccably sharp-looking man.
"Miss Luvia, I have come as you requested."
"Auguste! Right on time! Come now, we should not waste any more time." Luvia gestured for them to come inside the limo.
Shirou opened the door for the girls and let them go inside along with Izuku, he then got in last. The moment he closed the door, the car immediately drove away.
The drive towards Shirou's home was a comfortable one, both 1-A students watched as Shirou and the girls talked and converse with each other. Some jokes or shades being thrown at each other, but it was clear that all four were rather close to each other.
"Rin, try not to blow up the television again. Poor Sherou needs to replace it every time you do so."
"It happened one time Luvia!"
"One time too many Miss Analog."
"Well, you better not start fighting over the food with Artoria then. Despite your looks, you're quite the glutton."
"H-How dare you!"
"To be fair, Shirou's food can cause anyone to be a glutton." Saber piped up. "Doesn't mean I'm handing it over to you two easily."
"Easy there you three, I can always make extra you know," Shirou smirked.
"Bold of you to assume that would make a difference Shirou."
"Such greed is unbefitting of a Knight Saber."
"Indeed, but it is befitting of a King."
"I thought you wanted to be a knight?"
"I can be both! I shall be the King Of Knights." She nodded, as if the explanation made all the sense in the world.
The two students watch on with sheepish smiles, finding some amusement from the whole back and forth between all four.
The limo finally stops and allows the students to get out. There they stood in front of a traditional Japanese mansion. The whole place feels rather homey and spacious despite the lavish looks.
"Thank you Auguste, I'll call you again when we can go back to the dorms." Luvia thanked the driver.
"The pleasure is all mine, my lady." The man spoke before rolling up the window and driving away.
"Are you sure we couldn't have him stay?" Shirou asked, "I would like to thank him for driving us here."
"No need for that Sherou, while I'm sure he would be grateful he still has other matters to attend to. Though I can pass on your thanks to him." Luvia offered, making him nod.
"That's good enough for me."
While both of them were talking, both Momo and Izuku were gawking at the sheer size of the house. While Izuku was gawking at the level of wealth, Momo was more surprised that Shirou was actually a part of a wealthy family.
"Surprised?" Rin asked, her small smile signaling that she was slightly amused by their reaction.
"S-so big."
"I didn't know Emiya-senpai was this wealthy. He never struck me as the type nor acted like one." Momo spoke.
Rin chuckled at that, "You tell me, it was a shock to anyone that first met him."
Saber nodded at the side, "Indeed, despite his status, he doesn't really act like it."
"I'm right here you know," Shirou twitched.
"Ah, so he does have some self-awareness in that thick head of his." Rin snarked. "I thought it was lost in all that sense of justice and stubborn nature."
"From what I recall, me being stubborn is what kept you around," Shirou smirked at her teasingly. "So I might as well keep it just so I can see you more frequently."
Rin blushed at that before swatting his arm, "Don't say something like that so suddenly! We got these two here, god this is embarrassing." She huffed before making her way inside, though none of them would miss the small smile on her face.
Shirou rolled his eyes before looking at his two students, "Come on you two, let's get inside."
"Right!" The two nodded before following him, though some part of them can't help but feel that there was something going on between Rin and Shirou.
Maybe they're dating? But then again, both Luvia and Artoria seem especially fond of Shirou but they didn't seem to react much to the byplay, the others seemed more amused than anything.
Both of them couldn't really dwell on it further as Rin had swiped the door open and entered, the rest slowly following her.
Izuku could see the inside was rather homey albeit a bit sparse. There wasn't really much furniture around. The entrance was connected straight towards a hallway that goes deep into the house before splitting into two pathways. A door could be seen at the side of the hallway, possibly leading into the living room.
"We're home!" Shirou shouted, "and we brought some guests with us."
The sound of footsteps could be heard inside before the door beside the whole way slid open. Out came a rather cute girl.
The girl has violet eyes and purple hair, a red ribbon could be seen tied to it. She also wore a simple white blouse along with a peach-colored skirt. But despite that, it does not hide at all how developed she looks. Izuku could idly discern that she was actually their age, which makes her developed body that much more of a surprise.
But then again, Momo is standing right beside him so it's not that much of a surprise for Izuku.
The girl lay her eyes on them before immediately rushing towards them, her body lunging before hugging Shirou tightly.
"Welcome home Senpai!"
"It's good to be home, Sakura."
"Ahem!"
Both looked at the side and saw a slightly incensed-looking Rin.
"What am I? Chopped liver?"
Sakura laughed sheepishly at that, "It's good to see you as well Nee-san."
Rin's features slowly grew into fond exasperation, joining the hug between the two. "It's nice to be back, Sakura."
The rest watched the scene with smiles on their faces, the sheer love and fondness between the three were clear for all to see.
Another set of footsteps could be heard, making them look toward the source.
Out came another woman, however, this one was quite the eye-catcher. She was rather tall, having violet hair that reached to her ankles. She also wore glasses that also brought attention to her grey eyes. The most notable thing about them was the square pupils she has, making them look rather unique and beautiful. She wore a simple black turtleneck shirt that really accentuates her developed figure along with jeans that really compliment her long legs. Her full figure could even make Momo feel inadequate if she stood next to her.
All in all, she was quite a stunning woman.
"Ah, it seems like you're back. Sakura, let those two go. They must be tired." She spoke, her voice sounding rather sensual despite speaking normally.
"Right, sorry Rider." Sakura sheepishly smiled before letting go. "Come on, let's get inside."
Sakura led the group into the living room, letting them put their bags down before sitting nearby the low table. They had to sit on the floor to sit near the table, but there were already cushion pillows as seats so it was pretty comfy for them.
Shirou on the other hand made his way to the kitchen. The living room was connected to it, so the people inside the room could just glance and see what Shirou was doing inside the kitchen. The only thing separating the living room and the kitchen is the counter and the doorway towards it.
"I've already prepared the ingredients senpai," Sakura joined him inside the kitchen.
"Thanks, Sakura." He thanked her before he started to cook, the young woman following his lead as they both worked together seamlessly.
Izuku looked on with a bit of awe in his eyes, "Emiya-senpai will be cooking for us?"
Luvia nodded, "Of course, he's quite the talented cook. If only he would have accepted my invitation to be my personal cook." She sighed.
Rin scoffed at that, "With how frequent he cooks for us back at the dorms he might as well be by now."
Luvia smiled at that, "Yes I supposed that is true."
"Um, if it's not too rude to ask. Who are these two?" Momo asked while gesturing to Rider, who was making her way to the kitchen after Sakura.
Rin shook her head at that, "Oh that's fine. The one helping Shirou there is my sister, Sakura Tohsaka."
Both Izuku and Momo blinked at that, "Excuse my rudeness but both of you don't seem alike." Momo pointed out, making her chuckle.
"Yeah, I've heard that a lot. Apparently, it's some sort of mutation that came in after she got her quirk, we were never really sure about why it happened but we were just thankful that the change wasn't so drastic."
"I see," Izuku nodded at that while pulling his notebook out of his backpack, "Inherent mutation in the family, I've heard something about that being common, especially for the more advanced quirk generations due to their bloodline being exposed to quirks for far longer. Though usually, it manifests in the form of horns or something. I never knew it could even change a person's hair color and eyes."
Rin nodded at that, "Quirks have changed a lot about what we know. You'd be surprised how many laws of physics were thrown out of the window the moment quirks are introduced to it."
"Then is she one of your family members too?" Izuku asked as he gestured towards Rider.
Rin shook her head at that, "Nope, she's actually Sakura's bodyguard. She's been around with us since we were kids though, so calling her family won't be that much of a stretch."
"Bodyguard?" Both Izuku and Momo asked.
"Both of our families are long line generations of heroes," Luvia answered instead, "It's inevitable for us to make a few enemies. Rider there is Sakura's bodyguard as she has no interest in being a hero. It's actually a common practice for any families that have a long line of heroes."
"I see, this is the first time I've heard about it," Izuku remarked, taking some notes from the new info.
Luvia chuckled at that, "It's not really something the heroes would like to publicise. After all, it involves their more defenseless family members. So it was usually avoided."
"That makes sense."
As the group continued to talk, Shirou was watching the meat cook before feeling arms circling around his waist, making him smile as he felt Rider hugging him from behind. The woman's stature made her a bit taller than him, but that doesn't stop her from leaning her chin on his shoulder.
"I miss you," She spoke, her breath tingling his neck.
Shirou smiled, "I've only been gone for a week Rider."
"That's a week too long," She retorts before slowly opening her mouth, revealing sharp fangs beneath. She then sinks her fangs into his neck, letting the rich blood flood her taste buds.
Shirou flinches while blushing in embarrassment. "Rider? Not here!" He whispered towards her, however, all he gained was a blank stare from her before she started sucking.
Shirou tried his best to clamp his mouth shut, keeping his voice down while Rider had her fill. He was having a hard time trying to keep his voice down due to the pleasure striking through his body, the act was supposed to be painful yet her quirk made it something erotic instead. Something about drinking bodily fluids to regain energy.
Well one of her quirks anyways, he never really got the full details since Rider herself didn't remember much. But she had come from a failed project, her body was experimented on to contain multiple quirks along with a few others. However, the operation was stopped by Rin and Sakura's mother along with his old man. But by the time they arrived, only Rider was still alive.
It wasn't long after that before she was taken in by the Tohsaka family before being appointed as Sakura's bodyguard. Rider herself had volunteered for the position as a way to repay her gratitude for helping her and taking care of her.
"Rider, don't drink too much or you won't have any room for lunch." Sakura chided from beside them, not doing anything to stop her.
Shirou is unsure whether to be irritated or grateful for it.
Rider then finally stopped, lifting her fangs off his neck. Leaving two bloody holes on the side of his neck. If anyone saw it, they would think he was bit by a vampire.
Rider gave a final lick on his neck, licking up any leftover blood while also making sure it was clean. She was never sure why but she was thoroughly addicted to him. His taste was always changing, sometimes sweet, sometimes salty but it was always rather pleasant to her taste buds.
She had a theory that it was related to how his quirk allows him to copy other quirks but frankly she doesn't really care much about it. The only thing she cared about was that somehow Shirou Emiya managed to make her addicted to him without even trying.
It was exhilarating to her.
She blew a breath right next to his ear, "That was delicious." She purred.
She chuckled when she felt his body shudder in her arms, he always has such cute reactions.
"You know, those three had been hogging you to themselves throughout the week." She continued, one of her hands roaming down to his pants. "Both Sakura and I had been missing you. Why don't you stay for the weekends? Make up for lost time with both of us."
She could see his face twitch as his body slowly grind back towards her, feeling his resolve breaking she decided to hammer the final nail into the coffin. But then again, Shirou himself isn't resisting her all that much.
Her other hand raised upwards, cupping his face before kissing him. Their tongues immediately entangled each other, letting them taste each other more intimately. Both delve into each other passionately, letting them explore the other.
Rider then slowly releases Shirou, pulling her lips away from him. "So? What do you say?"
Shirou gulped before sighing, "I'll see what I can do."
She chuckled while patting his cheek fondly, "Good boy."
For some reason, the compliment only made him more excited judging by the hardness in his pants. Something that clearly amused her.
With that she slowly releases herself from him and lets him continue his cooking before joining the rest at the table, making him sigh in relief. He wasn't sure how long he could hold out with her continuing to tempt him. He was pretty sure if it wasn't for the presence of his two juniors, he would have done something really drastic.
Yes, it was that effective towards him.
"Come on now senpai, the food will get burnt if you don't focus." Sakura chided.
"R-right, sorry."
Her response was only to chuckle in amusement. Truthfully she did miss having him around too. The sudden announcement of dorms made her and Rider really upset as they would lose out on some time spent with Shirou. But he had made up for it by frequently visiting during the weekends and having lunch with them. Just that alone is already enough for her.
But if Rider somehow managed to convince him to stay for the night, who was she to complain.
The sound of the door sliding could be heard, causing the conversations to stop and making both Izuku and Momo look curious. Who could that be?
The sound of rushing footsteps could be heard before the door to the room was opened.
"Onii-chan I'm home!"
There stood a rather peculiar yet eye-catching girl. She has long white hair that trails down past her waist paired with crimson eyes. As an outfit, she actually wore the UA uniform for girls. The uniform itself compliments her full figure quite well, making her look quite beautiful. Despite her unique looks, it was clear that she was foreign.
"Ah Ilya, welcome back. Take a seat, lunch should be ready in a few minutes." Shirou greeted her with a warm smile, making both 1-A students' eyes widen. She's his little sister?
"Hai!" She cheered before looking down at the table. The girl then blinked when her eyes landed on both Momo and Izuku.
Without hesitation, she turned toward her brother with surprise in her gaze. "Onii-chan, you managed to get both of your juniors into your harem?"
The silence in the room was almost deafening before it was filled with said two students shouting in shock with crimson blush on their faces.
"Excuse me?!"
"A harem?!"
Shirou snapped his head towards Ilya so fast that some of them were rather worried that he snapped his neck.
"Ilya!"
"I mean, the girl there does look rather cute so she makes sense. But the guy there? I didn't know you swing both ways, Onii-chan. Maybe Issei from your old middle school does have a chance after all…"
Shirou could idly see from the corner of his vision the questioning gaze from both of his juniors, their shock and confusion were clear for all to see along with a little bit of mistrust and embaressment.
This is getting out of hand.
"Firstly! That was just a rumor! Issei was going to be a monk so he decided to stay celibate. Secondly! Don't say stuff like that with guests here!"
"So they're not your new harem members?" She asked innocently.
"No!"
The chaos continued for some time before everything finally calmed down, Shirou managed to get Ilya to sit down after finally finishing preparing lunch. After settling things down, they explained things properly to the two.
"All of you are in a relationship…with each other." Izuku blankly stated, looking at everyone at the table in confusion. There was a still a hint of blush in his features but it had mostly calm down now.
Shirou sighed as he nodded, "Yes."
"And, all of you are ok with this." Momo continued.
Rin shrugged at that, "Sorta. We have our problems with each other." She glanced at Luvia, something that was mirrored by the blond. "But we managed to make it work."
"I need a minute to process this…" Momo sighed as she massaged the bridge of her nose.
"How…?" Izuku asked, but it was rather open-ended as if he was even confused about what to ask. This type of relationship was rather rare to see in Japan after all.
"It's complicated, in any other situation we probably won't agree to this kind of relationship." Luvia continued.
"But…let's just say all of us had gone through a lot. The profession that we have chosen is risky and dangerous. We could die at any time without warning. I'm sure both of you can understand." Artoria picked up. Making the two look down, remembering the frequent villain attacks that they had encountered.
They never really thought of that, not fully anyway. Everything was happening so fast and they had to pick up the pace, Aizawa had kept them on their toes so frequently that the idea of resting had been a bit hard for them to comprehend. Always on their toes for the next logical ruse, always wary of the next villain attack.
It was stressful.
The group noticed the sudden drop in the mood between the two.
"It seems like I was right, I did not mean to remind you of any traumatic memories. For that, I apologize." Artoria bowed her head.
"No no, it's fine. What were you saying again?" Izuku waved it off, something that was mimicked by the heiress beside him.
Artoria seemed unconvinced but decided to continue, not wanting to push it. "All of us had our differences with each other at times, but one thing we all agreed on was that Shirou could be reckless. Too reckless."
Her words caused the man in question to look away slightly in guilt.
"After one too many times of us nearly dying in villain fights, or him sacrificing himself to save us. We decided to give this kind of relationship a go." Rin finished. "Surprising how a short meeting with potential death makes a big decision that much easier to deal with."
Both students nod at that, understanding the situation that they have dealt with. They could sympathize and understand where they had come from. They themselves had to deal with a lot of things this year as well. The USJ, the camp, the Sports Festival, Stain, and many more.
It was a wonder how they themselves didn't break yet.
As they talk about it, Rider was observing things from the side. Her own observant nature picked up the sudden realization that the two students had. Comparing that realization to some of the news she had seen about UA, there was a chance that all of the events throughout the year were finally catching up to them. Allowing them to cope and process it properly for the first time.
Of course, all of this is a theory, she could be wrong. But there was nothing wrong with trying to investigate it. At worst, she would be wrong and there was really nothing. At best, Shirou, Rin, Artoria, and Luvia would be able to handle it.
But first, she must get the four's curiosity rolling first and she knew exactly what to do to get there.
"Well that's enough of that," She spoke up, causing everyone to look towards her. "Let's eat, the food might get cold. While we eat, why not you two tell us about your school life? I'm quite curious about how UA works. Shirou and the others already complained enough about their teacher last year, so I'm curious to see things from your perspective."
The two blinked before looking at each other, they then shrugged as they saw nothing wrong with that.
The group then slowly passed each other their bowls towards Shirou, letting him fill them with rice before he passed it on to the others. While that was happening, both students made themselves comfortable as they looked at Rider.
"So what do you wish to know?" Momo asked curiously.
Rider smiled at them, "Why don't you start with your first day?"
Momo sighed, "Well Aizawa-sensei made us skip orientation to have this Quirk assessment test…"
As the two talked, the group's mood turned sour.
It seems like things were far worse than they had initially imagined.
[-]
Lunch had finished and Shirou had guided the two out of the living room and towards a space they could use. It's where he would train the technique that he had promised them.
While that was happening, the group was sitting down at the table with grim faces.
Rin's sigh broke the silence, "Threat of expulsion on the first day, no therapy at all after the USJ, continuous 'logical ruses', no quirk training and what else…right being unhelpful in general."
"At least he didn't actually expel them as he did to us last year," Luvia remarked.
"Still doesn't make it any better." Artoria retorted, making her nod in agreement.
"So what do you plan to do?" Ilya asked, looking around questioningly. "I can't really help since I'm a third-year and I barely interact with the second and first years."
"You say that, yet you don't act like it." Rin points out, trying to lighten the atmosphere. "You're older than Shirou by a year and yet you call him your older brother."
It was mostly because of her own condition really, she was a late bloomer and had looked younger as a result. And with her antics being influenced by all the anime she had watched, she had taken to calling him her 'Onii-chan'. It was cute at first until it persisted even after she had her growth spurt.
"That's because Onii-chan is Onii-chan." She replied smugly as if her reply made any modicum amount of sense.
Rin sighed at the reply, already used to her antics.
"In any case," Sakura clapped her hands, trying to get everyone back on track. "It's clear that those two need help, not even mentioning how bad it must be for their whole class."
"Right," Rin nodded, "For now we just do our best for the kids. We train and help them the best we can. If we bring this up to Aizawa too early, it might affect them negatively if they find out." Rin suggested.
She really wanted to have a 'talk' with the damn hardass at the moment, but for now, 1-A takes precedence. She can't risk their future just because she was angry. This moment in time is when they are a bit delicate. They need to pass the license exam this year, if not it might affect them morally and make their mental state worse.
Artoria shook her head at that, "While normally I would agree, I don't think Shirou would. He seemed particularly incensed when Midoriya mentioned that Aizawa told him to figure out how to use his quirk himself."
Both Rin and Luvia flinched slightly at that, remembering their own experience on that front. If it wasn't for Shirou's support they probably wouldn't have gotten as good as they are right now with it.
"Guess we have to reign him in huh?" Rin sighed in fond exasperation, the idiot really needed to think before he acts sometimes.
Her words caused the group to chuckle, already knowing how that conversation would turn out.
Back with Shirou, the redhead had guided the two inside a dojo. The place itself was rather vast and there were racks at the side holding a couple of shinais on it.
"Sit down, try to relax," Shirou ordered as he walked towards a nearby cabinet. Opening it, he brought out some candles and a lighter.
The two sat in the middle of the dojo, their legs folded. Shirou joined them as he sat in front of them, settling down the candles in front of them and slowly lightening them up.
"Do both of you believe in hypnosis?" He suddenly asked.
The two looked at each other at that, looking a bit confused before glancing back at him.
"I've heard of it," Momo answered.
Izuku on the other hand, shook his head, "I don't really think so. With quirks, it could be possible, but genuine hypnosis? No."
Shirou nodded at that, "Understandable I supposed. But believe me or not it is possible. But it requires quite a few setups."
"It is?!" Both looked at him in shock.
Shirou nodded, "Hypnosis at its core, is merely just a very powerful suggestion to the brain. However, in order to do that. You must first make the mind very open so to speak, more vulnerable to suggestions for a lack of better term."
"So you're going to put some suggestions in our brain?" Momo asked, a bit worried about the prospect.
Shirou chuckled before shaking his head, "Nope, the suggestions would be something you put in. This is actually self-hypnosis, where you plant a very powerful suggestion inside your own mind with a phrase and a mental image as its trigger. What this suggestion does is up to you, but this technique is mostly used to give you better control over your quirk. So having the suggestion gives you higher control over it would be something that needs to be done."
Both nodded at that, finally understanding what they are trying to do.
"This seems like a pretty useful technique, why hide it?" Izuku asked curiously, remembering how this technique seemed pretty guarded by Shirou's family.
Shirou smiled somberly at that, "That's because it will be very dangerous if the wrong people get their hands on this. There's also the fact that you can't put multiple suggestions inside your head. Maybe one or two, but more than that, and it would either lose its effectiveness or make you go brain dead. Depending on the suggestion."
Both gulped at that, understanding the severity of such a technique being released to the public.
"I see, so what are the candles for?" Momo asked as she looked down at the candles.
"This candle is to make you relaxed. It helps make things easier, now then shall we begin?" The two nodded, making him grin. "Now then, close your eyes and breath. Let the scent flow through your body."
The two close their eyes, letting the smell flood their senses. The scent immediately did its work, their body feeling relaxed as their mind turned a bit slow. But rather than making their minds confused, it made things far clearer. As if they are now more aware of their surroundings and themselves.
"Now imagine an image, something that is connected to your quirk. Anything at all as long as it is connected to you. You don't need to be too set on it, you can change it at any time. But you will have to keep it permanent by the end of this."
Both could hear the advice that their mentor had given them, immediately going to work as they did so.
Momo at first had gone with a 3D printer, but it felt off. As if it didn't fit with what her quirk is doing. She then went through multiple more images, at first a simple paper that she can fold, then something complicated like a puzzle. But none of them spoke to her, it wasn't until she thought of a ball of yarn did it click. It felt fitting, unraveling it felt like breaking down her lipids. The moment she wove it into another form, it turned the energy that was released into her creation.
Izuku on the other hand had an easier time than Momo. His internship with Gran Torino had made him realize how important a good analogy could be when it comes to training his control. So he already had a few images in mind when trying to relate them to his quirk. He had settled on a dam filled with water. The dam is the very thing stopping the water, One For All's energy from flooding his whole body.
"You two got it? Shirou asked, receiving nods in return. "Good, now for the final step. Relate a phrase to it, something that you don't use in your everyday life. Use that phrase and assign it to the image."
The two scrunched up in thought at that, making Shirou smile to himself. Yeah, this is the hardest part of the technique. Shirou himself had to change his mental imagery multiple times when he was learning it.
Seeing the two relaxing, he nods to himself. It seems like they got it.
"The moment you're ready, speak your chosen phrases."
Momo breathed in, "Entwirren."
It was a simple phrase really, it was German for unravel. She had to learn multiple languages since it would be important when she finally inherited her parents' business. So she decided to put it to use here.
In her mind the yarn unraveled, at the top of her forearm, a pink glow could be seen. As she activated her quirk, she could idly realize that she could feel her lipids breaking down into energy, ready to be formed into anything she desires.
With trained ease, she created Matryoshka dolls that she had usually made to train her quirk. However, she idly realized that the cost for it was much lesser than before. It barely made a dent in the energy that she broke down.
Without hesitation, she continued to use the energy to make more of the dolls. The more she kept on, the more surprised she was. By the time she was done, she had five times more of the dolls than she had usually done.
She looked down at her arms in shock at that, does that mean this whole time there was wasted energy in her creations?
"It seems like you found it," Shirou remarked, making her look up at him in surprise. "Now then, Midoriya hasn't finished yet."
Right as he spoke, both could notice Izuku tensing.
"Burst On"
His body suddenly glowed, his skin turning golden as crimson veins filled his body. The two widened their eyes at the sudden transformation, making them worry slightly.
"Izuku?! Are you ok?" Momo asked in a panic, forgoing his family name immediately.
Izuku gritted his teeth, "I'm fine! Miscalculated! Give me a sec!"
Shirou sat beside him immediately, ready to take action if there was anything wrong.
"If there's anything wrong, give me the signal. I'll remove the suggestion immediately." He spoke.
"I can do this! Don't worry!" The verdette assured.
Apparently breaking the dam that was holding all of the power of One For All was a bad idea. A horrible idea actually, with it running around his body unchecked, it made controlling it even worse. His body is completely filled with energy and yet he has no idea how to control it.
So he decided to make a simple plan, to make more dams.
"Flow Percentage, set."
In his mind, multiple dams form. Blocking the sudden flood of energy that was perpetuating within his body. Each dam represents a tenth percentage of power that he has, they would then be handled by the dam to be used throughout his body efficiently. Giving him more control of One For All.
Well, that's how he envisioned it anyway.
With a deep breath, he let the water flow again, the floodgates opened and let it all flow until it stopped at the first dam. Allowing him access to 10% of One For All.
"Flow Percentage, 10%"
Izuku slowly opened his eyes, feeling the power coursing through him. Rolling his shoulders, he looked around his body in slight worry.
"Izuku, are you ok?" Momo asked with worry in her tone, leaning close to him as she did so.
"Y-yeah, I'm alright!" He stuttered with a bright blush on his face, she was too close!
"Give him some space Yaoyorozu, it seems like he managed to handle it. Can you use your quirk?" Shirou asked while Momo stood back to her original position with a blush.
"Yeah, I'm actually using it right now." Izuku nodded, making both of them look at him curiously.
"You are? But you aren't glowing right now. There's usually sparks of green lightning around you when you use your quirk." Momo pointed out, making him blink.
He then looked down at his body, he still sensed that the energy was evenly distributed throughout his whole body but there were no signs of the usual green spark. But the energy, it feels different. It feels contained, more distributed. More efficient would be the right word.
He could feel it, his senses had sharpened. His muscles are more powerful and his skin much tougher. It felt like his whole body had become even more powerful then before despite the low percentage.
Izuku slowly starts to smile, "It worked. My control has improved! This is– This is incredible!" He stood up, slowly he let the percentage increase. The ocean of energy flows through the first dam before stopping at 20%. Much higher than he actually thought it would be!
His skin was glowing green and his body was straining a little, but he was mostly fine.
"I did it!" He cheered, Momo gasped in elation as she saw this.
Shirou smiled at his student with a proud grin, "Congratulations Midoriya, that quirk is now yours to command."
His words caused the verdette to smile excitedly.
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Not gonna lie, that last scene felt a bit rushed but I tried my best to make it all flow smoothly. I just don't know how to expand more on it.
Anyways, so I've been getting people saying I'm bashing Aizawa. I'm not, bashing is me taking his traits and making it worse. I'm not even doing anything here, just making sure people react properly to his actions.
Being expelled in Japan is equal to a death sentence there. You can't get a job, no school will accept you and it even affects your family. And it's canon that he has expelled 150 students. And in Vigilantes, he hasn't even become a teacher yet and it was set when Izuku was still in Middle school. That means he had expelled 150 students within 3 years max. How the fuck does that not look fishy at all?!
Even if he reenrolled them, you think the kids will just let it slide? He has literally killed any other prospects they might could have with just that move alone. Now they have to either be a hero, be a villain or die on the streets. That's it. That's how bad the blackmark is in Japan. I'm not doing much other then making these kids give proper reaction to Aizawa's actions. They have fucking severe consequences. If you can't see that then I implore you to stop reading cause it will starts to show more later on the story.
Other then that, yeah what Shirou taught to the two is basically self-hypnotism. Pretty basic stuff in Fate as it's where the whole "Trace On" thing came from. Or I could be mixing it up with Fanon, you can never know with this fucking fandom.
Anyways, comment and review! I'll see ya later!
