A/N:
@Sara Elsherbiny: It will be a little hard to make an omake for you, but I'll find my drive sometime since I haven't finished this story yet. Aizawa is a cool Dad. And Katsuki as Tsuna's best friend? let's see. Hahaha!
@Obersturmfuhrer: That's kind of a harsh criticism on Tsuna's capabilities. Hahaha. Remember, Tsuna is an ex-mafia boss. He's technically a nobody in MHA world. Even if he can exercise some of his skills, he has to weigh the pros and cons of the punishment. It's either he puts Aizawa in a lot of paperworks, or he gets admitted in UA. He could've rejected the offer, but he didn't. He wanted to put Aizawa in a stress-free environment. Contexts are there already, I really thought you could understand Tsuna's view. If you're really that disappointed, you're free to exit. *smiles* I'm not one to force readers to stay and read my works. Thank you.
@Amaryllis Flick: Who said Tsuna is unstoppable? Hahaha! You have Tsuna's mind read, my man. hahaha! And same. I miss Hayato already.
@Lunary: Tsuna's guardians will make appearance in later chapter. somewhere at 20 and 30? It will really be a long wait before we see them. And thank you for reading my works. I know they're not that great, but I hope you'll like them.
@foxchick1: Shh. HAHAHA!
@armydancer01: I hope you enjoy your stay then. Sorry in advance if it will disappoint you in the long run.
@ou02: I know! Tsuna and Aizawa is so cute sometimes that I could just squeeze them both. Thank you.
@to the guest who reviewed in Chapter 4: I know. Hahaha. English is not my first language actually. It's my 3rd. Hahaha. So I have more or less average to terrible English in terms of writing. Don't get me started with speaking. Anyway, advance sorry. In terms of spelling... Those aren't typos, are they?
So here it is. Hahaha. I'm sorry for being a little late? Been finishing up some work in my academic life.
Reminder: Even if you boo at me, I will stick to the canon. I'll stick to the BNHA timeline and all the shit show it has. I'm just gonna sprinkle Tsuna's life in there somewhere and his own influence. Thta's all. If there will be some interactions between Aizawa and Tsuna that you won't like, I don't know... Bear with it a little? Cause it's the same with how I wrote Soma and Tsuna back in the previous story. And I'm sorry in advance for it. I'm very protective of my characters, as you can see. Hahaha. They're that precious to me. Also, no pairings!
Anyway, go on. Don't mind me here.
Chapter Five
Tsuna removed his headset as he stared at the arc of Yuuei or UA as they call it nowadays. Everything is lively with people streaming in to go for the auditorium where the introduction about the practical exam will take place. He clicked his tongue as he brought out his phone to see the texts his Dad and Uncle sent him at the same time.
His Dad told him not to get late or even try backing out because he'll have punishments, while his uncle threatened to acknowledge him in every platform if he doesn't see a glimpse of his gravity-defying brown hair in the auditorium. And to think he was planning to bust out when he got the messages. It was obvious the two thought about his move. Damn. He doesn't know whether to be flattered or be frustrated at how the two know him so well.
"Tsuna?"
Caramel eyes looked up to see a familiar blond and red eyes. He smiled pleasantly as a greeting. "Good morning, Katsuki."
"What are you doing here?" Katsuki questioned, walking towards him. "I thought you're going for normal high schools?"
"That was the plan." He can't help sighing when he remembered how the heck did he got in this mess of his. "But something happened and I'm here."
"You're too cryptic." The blond insulted.
Tsuna grinned cheekily. "Does it make me cool then?"
"Shut up. It makes you look lame." Then Bakugou took his bagpack strap and pulled him, making him stumble a little.
"Oh? I heard I beat you thrice in the school popularity poll because I'm handsome and mysterious." He informed as he walked beside the blond. He chuckled when he got a glare. "Bull's eye?"
"I'm gonna beat the crap out of you later." The other threatened.
He cackled before tugging his companion's jacket to point someone. "That's Midoriya."
"I know." Katsuki grunted.
They watched the greenet talk with the brown-haired lady with what Tsuna speculated as floating quirk. It looked like Midoriya almost tripped and the lady helped him. They were walking past the two when the lady turned around to go ahead. Green eyes went to them. The brunet immediately smiled and gave a wave.
"Good morning, Midoriya-san." He greeted.
"Tsuna! K-Kaachan!" Midoriya gasped before running to catch up with them. "G-Good morning."
"You look nervous." He can't help observing before letting out some sky flames. "Relax, Midoriya. We believe in you."
The greenet took a deep breath before nodding. "Thank you, Tsuna."
"I don't believe in him." The blond scowled.
He tilted his head to the right. "I wasn't pertaining to you, Katsuki."
"Tsk." Then red eyes glared at their third companion. "Don't stand in my way, Deku. I'll kill you if you do." Katsuki threatened, before tugging the brunet's strap. "Come on, slowpoke."
Tsuna mouthed to Midoriya. "So tsundere."
The greenet cupped his mouth with both hands to stop his laughter.
"I'm going to kill you two." The blond threatened, shaking the strap.
"Don't shake, Katsuki!" He chided, laughing too.
The three of them followed the stream of people to the auditorium. When they got there, they were given some papers before they were to pick a spot to sit, which they decided in the middle row. Tsuna found himself boxing Midoriya with Katsuki. He can't help snickering when he got a glare from the blond. Man. Katsuki Bakugou is so easy to rile up. Tsuna doesn't even remember this mischievous back in his old world.
He just can't help noticing how Bakugou always gravitate to Midoriya. It's like wherever the greenet is, the blond is nearby. He can't understand what's in the blond's mind. Like even if they're not friend anymore, Bakugou has some attachment to Midoriya. Something he sees in Kyouya and Mukuro. Rivalry? Maybe. Unshakeable trust? Maybe. Who knows.
"Welcome one and all to my live show!"
The auditorium quieted down with his Uncle Hizashi's, or everyone knows as Present Mic, exclamation. The hero is cheerful as always, with all his gears and shades. But to Tsuna, he's the best uncle a child like him could have.
"Everybody say hey!" The hero shouted.
Tsuna tugged Midoriya, who looked at him, before counting 'three two one', and together, they loudly said, "Hey!"
"Oh!" Present Mic uttered, amazed while eyeing them above his shades. Then he started to shiver as he grinned. "I've got shivers down my spines too, Listeners! All right, Examinees! I'm gonna give you the low-down on how this'll go down! Are you ready?!"
Tsuna cackled and tugged Midoriya again before they shouted with the hero, "Yeah!"
"Oh my God!" Midoriya gushed, making him grin.
"Now pay close attention, Listeners! We'll be testing your mettle by running a ten minutes practice run at our replice city-district!" Present Mic started as a diagram appeared on the screen behind him. "You can take whatever you like! Everybody gather at their designated area, ya dig?! Ok?!"
"Ok!" Tsuna shouted back alone, seeing Katsuki and Midoriya were whispering to each other. He got an appreciative nod from the hero.
"We'll be sprinkling a large number of 'villains' over the battlefield!" Caramel eyes focused on the screen as Present Mic continued on. "And they'll appear in three different varieties, with point values scaled accordingly to difficulties!" Tsuna grinned at the illustrations. They're like the Super Mario Brothers that the three of them played sometimes. "Using each of your individual quirks, dispatch as many 'villains' as you can! Your goal, Listeners, is to rack up a high score!"
"Oh." He can't help muse while looking down to the paper in his hand. "They look like robots too."
"And don't think about directly attacking any other competitors or any of that nasty anti-hero stuff, because that's against the rules, capisce?!" The hero finished off.
"Excuse me! May I ask a question?!" Someone from the front shouted, standing up. It caught Present Mic's attention. "On the hand out, there are clearly four types of villains listed! Such an error would be the height of embarrassment of a top-tier national academy of Yuuei's caliber! The reason why we are seated here today is because we seek guidance on the path of becoming model heroes!" The teen stated before turning around to see someone within their group. "Moreover, what's with you?!"
Tsuna and Midoriya looked at each other before pointing at themselves.
"No! You!" The teen pointed a finger to Midoriya. "Curly haired kid!"
"Huh?!" The greenet blurted.
The teen glared at Midoriya. "Can't you sit still for a second?! You're distracting! If you think Yuuei is some pleasure jaunt, leave this place at once!"
Tsuna stood up and took his bag, surprising many participants.
"Wha-"
"I thought this place is a pleasure jaunt. Sorry." He bowed and was about to move when he felt strong tugs on his jacket. They caused him to flail and almost fall. "Hey!"
"Shut up and sit, you bum!" Katsuki chided, eyes wide in threat.
"Thank you, Tsuna. But please seat. I don't think I'll seat still if you go out." Midoriya whispered, smiling a little at the stunt the brunet pulled.
"Aw. Fine." He surrendered, before making a shooing motion. "Go on."
"Okay! Okay!" Present Mic placated, shooting him a fond look that he answered with a peace sign. "Thanks for the segue, much appreciated, examinee seven thousand one hundred-eleven! The fourth type of villain you'll encounter is worth zero points. Let's call them 'arena traps'! Have any of you played 'Super Mario Brothers' before?! I guess it's rather retro."
Sawada raised a hand, garnering attentions again. "I did!"
"Oh! Good! Now then, you remember those things that'd go thwomp on you?! There's a thing like that in each arena! Their 'gimmick' is that they rampage when crowded!"
Tsuna watched the teen apologize to what he said before sitting down.
"Well, that's enough from me! I'll leave you all with a presentation on the 'school precepts' of this academy of mine! As a certain 'hero' by the name Napoleon Bonaparte once said, 'A true hero never stops overcoming the misfortunes in life'!" Then the hero peered at them with an eye. "Now let's move to the main event! Plus Ultra! And may you all suffer gladly the trials to come!"
Tsuna found himself getting pushed by Midoriya from the back, and dragged by Katsuki to the dressing room where they will have to change. Since he got D, while Katsuki got B and Midoriya got A, they separated. He did say good luck to the greenet, to chin up, have some confidence in himself and be a hero. Midoriya smiled at him, before he got hauled by the blond and dumped him on his designated area.
Tsuna pulled his jacket's sleeves to his elbows before stretching a little. The people around him are giving him a wide berth when he went for the front. Since he's in there anyway, he has to make a good impression of how he does his vigilante works. Maybe don't top, but have a decent score. Just enough to impress his Dad, his Uncle Hizashi and Nezu.
Who knows, he might be able to do night patrols with his Dad when the time comes.
"And start!" He heard Present Mic shouted.
And he activated his dying will before darting inside the city-district replica of their arena.
Shouta walked in the monitoring room just as the examinees went for their designated areas. He ignored the looks he gets while sipping some of the coffee in his thermos. He had been saving it because it was made by his son. It can't be helped if he's craving it.
He went for the railing where Nezu is standing and rested his arms there. He eyed the monitors before his eyes focused on the gravity-defying hair before he looked down to his son's face. Tsuna's eyes have this gleam in them, something like he's planning in his mind that no one can decipher, unless they know the brunet like the back of their hands.
He honestly thought that Tsuna will bust out, so he won't be able to take the practical exam. Even Hizashi had the same thought that very time they met by the lobby. They know how hardheaded the brunet is. Even though he is easy to talk with, and can be agreeable on some things, when it comes to himself, he won't budge. It will take a lot of persuasion, blackmailing, bribery and threatening for his son to agree on some condition. Sometime, Shouta has to take every card the brunet had before bringing out his. So far, the one who had made the child surrender without any fuss was Nezu. Of how, he doesn't want to know.
"What do you think? Any promising children?" Nezu asked beside him.
"Mine, of course." He smirked, earning a chuckle.
"And start!" Hizashi shouted.
While no one from the examinees moved after Hizashi said 'start', Tsuna zoomed in the arena like a man in a mission. Some of his fellow pro-heroes exclaimed their surprise at how fast the brunet was and how powerful his quirk is. Aizawa trained his eyes to confirm his theory about those caramel-turning-orange eyes. And they did as the teen zoomed around. It didn't even take long for Tsuna to get at least forty points and counting after obliterating a lot of the robots.
"That was... Fast." Ectoplasm complimented, blinking his eyes as if he can't believe what he just saw.
"Who is he?" He heard Power Loader asked around.
"Wait." Number Thirteen responded, clicking on the computer. "Tsunayoshi Sawada, currently fifteen. He has..." The pro-hero turned to him.
He raised his thermos in greeting.
"Anyway," His fellow staff coughed on her fist. "he's the son of Young Lion and Seven who are currently still in coma. His quirk is not specified though. A running salutatorian in his current school, Aldera Junior High."
"What should we put on his quirk?" Vlad King questioned.
"Let's just ask him after." Nezu decided, quieting them. "He must have a reason why he left it blank."
He didn't say anything as he took a sip on his coffee.
Shouta watched avidly as his son started to help others, directing them where the robot is, after having his own fill. He had to hide his nose to chin in his capture weapon to smile. The brat had started to gain people, leading them to attack where and what. It didn't take long for the robots to go zero then the giant robot came up.
He didn't take his eyes from arena D as the robot started to intimidate the examinees. But not his son. The brunet flew with his flames as boosters before separating his hands, right hand in front of him while the left is by his back. Soft orange erupted from the left hand. As those orange eyes narrowed and hardened, darker orange shoot off from the right hand and directly hit the robot until the legs were the remaining ones standing.
Eraserhead couldn't help his hand from combing his hair in order to hold himself. Holy fuck. His son had been keeping that kind of power from him. He didn't know that the kid had that kind of intense flame hidden in his body. The reflexes, the insights and the judgement are all there. Even the determination to finish off every villain is there.
"The test is over!" Hizashi announced, a lilt in his voice.
"Tsuna is rather loved." Nezu hummed as they watched the brunet getting greeted by a lot of the examinees. "Although I cannot believe he has this kind of powerful quirk. No wonder he wanted to live a normal life."
"Believe me, even I don't know he packs that kind of punch." He sighed. "I should probably do the video of him passing. Or tell him the news myself. Just lower his score a bit. A point or two below the next highest." He stared at the one hundred thirty score the brunet got. The villain was fifty points, while the rescue was a total of eighty. "He doesn't like the spotlight. Especially in the Sports Festival."
"Alright. I'll convince the others as well." The principal agreed. "Send him my congratulations."
"When we distribute the mails." He waved off before walking for the door.
"Eraserhead?! Where are you going?!" Midnight yelled.
"Sleep." He waved as the door closed behind him. He pulled out his ringing phone and eyed the called. "Yes, Hizashi?"
"Did you see that? Tsuna was so cool!"
He let his friend gush over his son as he walked for lounge where his sleeping bag was. He will praise his son at home later.
"What happened?" He asked, eyeing the greenet who is blankly putting on his shirt.
"Who knows." Katsuki dismissed while taking in his own shirt.
Tsuna glanced worriedly as the greenet, before deciding to open his bag when he felt his hand sting. He can't help grimacing at the pain. He didn't even notice how he got the attentions of two pairs of eyes as he got focused on the pain.
When Recovery girl went to their arena, Tsuna instinctively hid his hands behind him as the pro-hero rounded the wounded to heal them. He thought his hands weren't that bad. He had worse. But as burnt as they were, they stung like how being shot by bullets on the side and stomach felt like. He just doesn't want to overexert the hero on healing him.
But he can't deny that he liked what he did. To feel the hum of his sky flames in his veins while flying around. And even though he doesn't have his contacts or earphones, he was able to control his X-burner. His flames still has their soft and hard flames. He missed using it and his burning axle and the XX-burner. Too bad he doesn't have his gloves, resulting him the burned hands.
"What the fuck." He looked up to Katsuki when the latter took his wrist and inspected his burn. "What happened here?"
"My ability." He shrugged before wincing when he felt the right hand stung. "I can't use my flames without getting burned."
"T-That's third degree burn!" Midoriya gasped. "Q-Quick, Kaachan! We should take him to Recovery Girl!"
Tsuna didn't even have the time to take his bag when Katsuki pulled him out of the changing room. He looked back to see the greenet following them with his bag being shouldered. The two were like forces of natures as they rounded the building in search of the clinic. Whenever he tries to protest, the blond will glare at him while Midoriya will push him from the back. It didn't take long for them to get to the clinic.
Recovery Girl is in there, silently reviewing papers, when Katsuki knocked before opening the door. The blond presented him while Midoriya explained everything to the hero. He was instructed to wash them first before they got healed. He got chastised by the old lady for keeping such major injury. He could only smile sheepishly, apologize sincerely, and promise to never keep such wounds a secret.
After thanking Recovery Girl with the two, they went out. He didn't dodge when the blond slapped the back of his head. He only reached out for his head and rubbed it. He eyed the blond who only puffed before walking ahead.
"Not gonna give me a scolding?" He questioned as he took his bag from Midoriya.
"Who cares if you die out there!" Katsuki shouted.
"May I remind you that you were the one who dragged me here?" He cheekily jabbed as he took the greenet's sleeve. The blond looked back to glare at him. "Peace Katsuki. You're so hot headed. Do you want to eat ice cream?"
"I want chocolate milk!" The blond demanded, walking away much further.
"Okay." He chuckled before turning to the quiet teen beside him. "What's wrong, Midoriya?"
"I-I think I failed the test." Midoriya sighed dejectedly. "I didn't get to have a single point."
"Not even one robot?" Tsuna questioned as he pulled his scarf out of his bag.
"Well, I got the big one. The last robot." The greenet answered, almost contemplative with how his brows furrow.
"I did get that one." He sympathized as he looped the clothe around his neck. "I mean it must have a lot of points since it's so big and intimidating, right?"
Green eyes moved to him, hopeful. "You think so?"
"I thought so." Tsuna nodded. "I'm a gamer. Whenever the boss comes out, you have to defeat him because he has the highest score. The big robot was the boss, right? And Present Mic did say it was like a video game, so it means the last robot has some big points on his head."
A hopeful smile stretched on the greenet's lips. "Yeah. You're right."
"Don't get depressed about it. Heroes don't give up." He smiled. "And as a thanks, I'm gonna treat you some chocolate milk too!"
"Oi! Hurry up!" Katsuki shouted from the door.
"Patience is virtue, Katsuki." Tsuna placated as the two of them get nearer. "How many marshmallows do you want to put?"
When Tsuna got home, he was greeted by his Dad who hugged him tight. He can't help laughing before hugging the man back. Shouta praised him of how incredible he was in the arena. He could only blush. In celebration of his sure passing, a cake was ordered and they ate it while lounging in the living room.
Tsuna slept that day on the couch, with his Dad looking after him.