"Ah, Midoriya, you came," Vlad King said happily as the door to the classroom opened, the green-haired teen stepping in as everyone else turned to look at him. They were sat in a ring of chairs, the desks pushed to the back of the class.
"I, uhm…I did," Izuku squeaked, suddenly feeling embarrassed as the room watched him, "Sorry to disturb you."
"You're not disturbing anything!" the red suited man chuckled, waving over to the empty seat between the teacher and a short girl with a bat-like mutation quirk, "We were just about to start, please, sit."
"Yes Sensei," Izuku nodded as he took the chair, swallowing nervously as he looked around the room.
There were eight other teens in the room, all watching him closely as he shuffled awkwardly in his seat, almost jumping out of it when Vlad King spoke again.
"Alright, as you can all see, we have a new member today, so we'll be doing introductions. Say your name, your department, what your quirk is and what it has to do with blood, but only if you're comfortable talking about it," the Pro smiled as he spoke, looking around the room as all attention was focussed on him again, "I'll start. My name is Sekijiro Kan, I am a Homeroom Teacher for the Hero Course, and my quirk is called Blood Control. It allows me to control my blood in various ways."
The teacher looked at the next person along the group, a pale young man with dark veins visible through his skin.
"Inku Ketsueki," the boy said, "General Education Department. My quirk is called Ink Blood. My blood is like ink, that's why I look like this."
The next person went, then the next, moving around the circle of students as each introduced themselves, some talking about their quirks, others not. Izuku fidgeted slightly, wanting to pull out his notebook and make notes on some of the quirks, especially the upper-classman who was wearing what looked like a space suit, their quirk having something to do with super-heated blood. Finally, it came to the girl sitting next to him, who smiled shyly and waved.
"I'm Pipi Vesper, I'm in the Support Department, though I did try for the Hero Course, and my quirk is called Bat-morph," the bat-like girl said softly, "Uhm…it gives me all the abilities of the Micro Bat family, and some more. Like I can grow wings from my arms. I have to drink blood as part of my diet."
"Midoriya?" Izuku jumped at his name, suddenly realising that it was his turn to speak, having been staring at the bat girl in surprise, "Would you like to introduce yourself?"
"Y-yes!" Izuku nodded, squeezing his eyes shut as he spoke, "Uhm…I'm Izuku Midoriya, I'm from the Heroics Department and my quirk is called…is called Vampirism."
"A Hero Course kid?" he heard someone mutter, "Wow, never thought I'd see one of them here."
"What does your quirk have to do with blood?" someone else asked, Izuku peeking out at the question asker, the boy with ink blood staring back at him, "Come on, tell us."
"Isn't it obvious, Ketsueki?" the girl beside him, Vesper, sighed, "He drinks blood, like me."
"Oh great," the pale boy chuckled, "We have another vampire."
"Ketsueki," Vlad King growled, making the boy flinch slightly, "What have we said about calling people that?"
"Don't do it," the boy sighed, "Even as a joke."
"Well, he's not wrong," Izuku laughed weakly, drawing the attention of everyone in the group, making him blush, "I uhm…I am sort of a Vampire."
"Really?" an excitable girl whose name Izuku couldn't quite remember asked, "Can you fly?"
"Uhm…yes? Sort of. I burn off the blood I drink to do it," Izuku answered, the room going silent for a moment before the other students suddenly exploded with questions.
"Are you vulnerable to sunlight?" "Have you ever had garlic bread?" "What's it like to fly?" "Do you sparkle?"
"N-no, yes, fun but tiring, and…no, why would I sparkle?" Izuku struggled to answer the onslaught of questions as Vlad King tried to calm the other students down, getting them back into their seats as they still called out questions.
"Enough!" the shout made everyone wince, grumbling as they looked towards Pipi, her arms crossed as she scowled at them, "Can't you see you're overwhelming him? We're supposed to be a support group, not a mob."
"Right you are, Vesper," Vlad King nodded, wiggling a finger in his ear, "Though next time you want to say something, please don't use the sonic abilities of your quirk."
"Sorry Sensei," the girl said as she bowed, sitting back in her seat.
"Well, now that that is out of the way," Vlad King sighed as the rest of the students returned to their seats, "Who wants to talk about their week first?"
"Midoriya, could you stay behind for a minute?"
Izuku nodded as the rest of the students filed out of the classroom, their meeting done. He noticed the bat girl, Vesper, look back for a moment, before ducking through the door.
"What did you want, Sensei?" he asked as the man checked a few papers that he had been writing on, "Is something wrong?"
"Not at all," Vlad King chuckled, "I'm actually quite impressed. You were open and willing to listen to others about their problems, and even offered some sound advice."
"Well, uhm…it was mostly just stuff my Sire told me about myself, really," Izuku mumbled, "I didn't come up with it on my own."
"Hey, being able to teach the lessons you've learnt to others is also a good quality," the silver-haired man said, kindly patting Izuku on the shoulder, "But I did notice that you would go very quiet when people asked about the specifics of your quirk. Now there's nothing wrong with that, you only have to talk about what you're comfortable talking about here, but I also just wanted to check in on you."
"Oh, uhm…thanks Sensei…" Izuku trailed off as he took a deep breath, "It's just…I recently found out something about my quirk that's made me very uncomfortable. I don't really have anyone except my Sire to talk to about it and…"
"What about Hound Dog?" Vlad King cut in, "Or me. We won't judge you, and maybe an outside perspective will help."
"R-really?" Izuku asked, Vlad King nodding, "Okay, I'll think about it. Thank you Sensei."
"Anytime, Midoriya," Kan chuckled, waving him off as the green-haired teen hurried from the room.
"Jus' a remindah to yah kids," Snipe drawled as he wrote on the board, "The Sports Festival is only a week away now, so yah best be training hard."
The Cowboy themed Hero had been taking class 1-A for homeroom for the past few days, replacing Aizawa, who could still be seen moving around campus wrapped in bandages as he healed. The students shouted in excitement as they started chatting to each other about the types of training they were doing, Izuku listening carefully and scribbling in his notebook.
"Quiet down, yah varmints," Snipe called, getting the kids back under control, "Now, who can tell me what year the first Hero License was issued?"
"Soooo, why all the secrecy?"
Sire looked up from the work in front of him, his gaze falling on Midnight's chest as the R-rated Hero leaned over in front of him, squeezing her breasts between her arms. He sighed, looking back down, and continuing with his work.
"Hey," the woman pouted slightly, "I asked you a question."
"And why should we keep All Might's true form a secret, Madam?" Sire replied, "Because it is a, for lack of a better word, secret."
"Yeah, but that secret could destabilize Hero society as we know it," Midnight huffed, "I'm interested in you."
"There is a very dangerous person who would like to see me dead," Sire hummed in response, making the entire teacher's lounge fall silent as the other Heroes present all turned to look at him, "As to whom that may be…You may ask All Might."
The skinny blood twitched at the mention of his name, staring at the cloaked figure in shock as he coughed up a mouthful of blood.
"Wait…you and All Might have history?" Present Mic suddenly said, jumping up and joining Midnight, "What's this juicy gossip?"
"All Might and I have no direct history," Sire replied calmly, finishing off the forms he was working on and placing them in his out tray, "But we do have a common, for lack of a better word, associate."
"Ooh? Who? A lover?" Midnight purred, blinking as Sire suddenly let out a loud laugh that almost shook the room, "What did I say?"
"That person is the furthest thing from a lover for either of us," Sire chuckled, getting up from his chair, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have a meeting with Nedzu."
"W-wait!" Toshinori called as the man headed out the door, wiping the blood from his mouth as he followed after the cloaked figure, "I need to ask you something!"
"The answer is yes," Sire hummed, "I am talking about him. I worked for him for a short period of time. He offered me a chance at something that I couldn't refuse."
"A chance?" Toshinori asked, looking around the empty hallway before leaning in slightly, "What?"
"Death."
"Hey Izuku, do you want to eat lunch together?" Ochako asked as the bell rang, signalling the end of the lesson, "You haven't been going to the cafeteria for the past few days."
"Oh, uhm…sure," Izuku replied, quickly packing away his things, "I just need to stop by the Nurse's Office first."
"Oh? Why, kero?" Tsuyu asked, walking up tot the two.
"It's where I get most of the blood I drink," Izuku muttered, the two girls blinking slightly as they looked at each other.
"From Recovery Girl? You drink form her?" they asked, Izuku immediately shaking his head.
"N-no! Recovery Girl gives me blood bags! I couldn't drink from her!"
"Then what about us, kero?" Tsuyu asked, "I would be fine with that."
"Me too!" Ochako added, "Maybe we should all go and ask her if it's okay?"
"What?" Izuku blurted as the two girls grabbed him, dragging him out of the classroom and towards the Nurse's office.
"Absolutely not," the old woman crowed as the two girls drooped in disappointment, "There is no way that I'm going to let the two of you injure yourselves just because of some crush!"
"C-crush?" Ochako blushed slightly as she glanced back at Izuku, "It's not about a crush! We just want to help Izuku!"
"That's right, kero!" Tsuyu added, "Isn't fresh blood better for his quirk anyway? We're volunteering to help!"
"And I said no," Recovery Girl repeated, "Now the two of you get out! Give the lad some privacy while he drinks."
The two girls sighed as they were chased from the room, Recovery Girl sliding the door tot the office closed as she glared at them.
"I'm sorry," Izuku muttered as the elderly woman walked over to a small fridge and grabbed a blood bag from it, before handing it to him, "They insisted on coming."
"It's fine deary," Recovery Girl sighed, "But you really need to sort out whatever you've done to them. Accidental or not."
"W-what? H-how do you know about that?" Izuku squeaked.
"Sire-san informed me of the basics," Recovery Girl hummed as she busied herself around the room, "You've made them into "Brides", by accident probably, and so they are more likely to want to help you. Hurry up and drink that, wouldn't want to keep them waiting."
Izuku nodded as she pointed at the blood bag in his hands, breaking the seal and draining it slowly.
"What…" he started, before taking a slow breath, "What do you think I should do? About the whole…Bride thing."
"I think you should talk to those two," Recovery Girl hummed, "Explain what you did, and that you may have a way to reverse it. And don't leave it for too long, it would be unfair on those girls."
"Right," Izuku nodded as he finished off the blood, standing as he felt the energy surge through him, "I'll do that. Thanks, Recovery Girl."
"Anytime, Deary," the elderly woman hummed, before shooing him from the room, "Now go eat a real lunch with your friends! Only drinking blood won't help you!"
Izuku yelped as the cane smacked against the back of his legs, hurrying out of the room, and almost colliding with the red- and white-haired teen standing at the door.
"Todoroki-kun?" he asked as the other boy just glared at him, "What are you doing here? Are you hurt?"
"Stomach-ache," the boy muttered, before shoving past into the room, slamming the door shut behind him.
Izuku just stared as he heard the muffled sound of Recovery Girl talking, before shaking his head and heading over to the two girls waiting for him just down the corridor.