So, I deleted the 'Bakugo faces consequences' tag mainly because that tag seems to be for the 'swan dive' comment, which he doesn't make in my story. However; he does face consequences for his actions in my story. Nothing major, I'm not making him a villain. But he doesn't get away with a lot of the stuff he does in the manga/anime.
Fun fact! When I was naming Higashi Suzuki I didn't realize I named him after a car company. Oh well, what's done is done.
Aizawa sighed as he leaned heavily against the back of his couch. He should be asleep. Looking at time on the wall clock it showed that it was currently half-past four in the morning. He needed to rest. Especially when he had Hitoshi's entrance exam in the morning tomorrow. Hitoshi was going to want him there, but Aizawa couldn't sleep.
Not with everything weighing heavily on his mind: Izuku's new quirk, Hitoshi's freak out and paranoia, and UA, whether or not his boys would get in. It was a lot to think about all at once. He shifted in his seat and looked up at the spackled ceiling. Dark brown dust popped out at him and he knew he should dust it…. maybe he could make Izuku dust it as punishment.
With a soft mewling noise, Miso and Chobi both jumped on the couch. "Hey guys." Aizawa lazily smiled as he extended his hand out to them. An open invitation for them to sit on his lap. They happily did so. "I miss the days when it was just us four. If you guys messed up or broke something it wasn't as bad." Aizawa couldn't help but chuckle.
Miso purred and rubbed her cheek against Aizawa's scruffy chin. "You're looking at little gray there, arent'cha?" Aizawa scratched under Miso's chin. Miso, though a calico with lots of different colored patches, had a black patch around her whole nose and muzzle. Once inky black now peppered with gray.
Chobi wasn't any better with gray dotting around his own muzzle and eyes. His eyes drooped slightly as did his whiskers. "We're all getting old."
There was another soft mew before Sora jumped up to join her siblings. Sora had no interest in sucking up to Aizawa as she started to groom her privates then and there. Her grays were more prominent as her top coat was mostly black. "How I wish you guys could live forever with me and the boys." Aizawa couldn't help but coo as he picked Miso up so they were face to face. He couldn't help himself as he made soft kissing noises to Miso as the cat dangled above him limply.
The soft moment was abruptly ruined by an audible 'click' of a cell phone camera.
Aizawa brought Miso down to his lap and looked at Hitoshi. Hitoshi grinned before he snapped another photo. "Why aren't you in bed?"
"Probably the same reason you aren't- by the way- say hi to my new lock screen." Hitoshi smiled as he flashed his phone screen to his dad. No surprise it was the picture he just snapped a few moments prior. Hitoshi then walked over to the couch and scooped Sora up into his arms. He then sat down on the empty seat.
"You have to get some sleep, Hitoshi. The exam is in… three hours."
"I've slept plenty." Hitoshi shrugged as he started to scratch under Sora's chin. Sora purred at this. "And if you try to send me to my room, I'll just lay in bed and watch Tiktok until seven."
Aizawa gave a snort at this. "Smartass." He couldn't help but give a small smile. "How is it that you aren't even biologically mine and you act so much like me?"
"Nature versus nurture."
Aizawa grinned a little as he ruffled Hitoshi's hair. He looked back over at the clock on the wall before standing. "I would make coffee, but the pot is broken-"
"-Sorry."
"-Regardless, I'm going to make some hot chocolate. Want some?"
"Nothing better than four AM hot chocolate."
'He's not wrong.' Aizawa thought as he shuffled his way into the kitchen. The moment he stepped foot into the kitchen his cats were at his feet. Whining and mewling. All except one. "Hitoshi?" Aizawa called and reached into the cabinet to grab the box of hot chocolate.
"Yeah?" Hitoshi called from the living room.
"Where's Tora?"
"In Zuchan's room, I think."
"Hm." Aizawa hummed and put the kettle on the stove. "Izuku has always been that cat's favorite. Even though I adopted the cat." He was talking more to himself than to Hitoshi at this point. Seeing how he was up. He decided to treat his cats while waiting for the kettle to finish. He grabbed the can of tuna and his cats went wild. He no longer had cats, but wailing screaming babies all wanting a piece of what he had.
"Alright, alright-" hooking his finger into the tab on the top he opened the can of tuna with ease and went to place it on the ground. He hardly got it there before Sora, Miso, and Chobi lunged for the treat.
"Animals, I swear. I hope you're happy." He was stopped by his cell phone going off in his pocket. "Who on earth-" Aizawa grabbed his phone and resisted the urge to roll his eyes as the name Higashi Suzuki flashed on his screen. With a click of a button he answered the call. "It's a little late to be calling me, don't you think?"
"Ah, but I knew you'd be up. It would be… how you say? : Illogical to call you during the daytime as that's when you sleep and are the busiest."
Aizawa wouldn't be lying if he said he wasn't impressed with Higashi's impression of his voice. It was almost spot on. "If I didn't know any better, I'd say you're mocking me."
"Me mocking? Never!" Higashi feigned ignorance and Aizawa could just imagine him putting one of his four hands on his chest.
"Surely you didn't call me at four in the morning just to lie to my ears, and I know the next home visit isn't for another six weeks." Aizawa reached into the cabinet and pulled out two mugs. He cradled the phone between his ear and his shoulder as he started to open the hot chocolate packets.
"And you'd be right… I have… sad news."
"Oh?"
"It's Ishii Shinsou."
Aizawa stopped. "Hitoshi's Biological grandmother?"
"The very same." Higashi sighed heavily on the other line. "She hasn't got long, Aizawa. I'm saying a week max… she wants to see him. It's literally her dying wish."
'Great.' Was the only thought in Aizawa's head. "Does she want to see her grandson, or does she want to see her son? There's a difference."
This time Higashi sighed heavily on the other side. The kettle started to whistle and Aizawa took it off of the heat to silence it. He kept the kettle in his hand. "Dai. She wants to see Dai. As far as I know she doesn't even know, or remembers, that Hitoshi exists."
"Then no. I'm sorry, but you know how he feels about going to see her. He hates being mixed up with his father."
"This is a ninety-year-old woman's dying wish, Aizawa."
A bit of anger flared through Aizawa's veins. "Higashi, not to be too rude here, but I have to keep my own mother at bay when it comes to my children. What makes you think I care about a ninety-year-old with no relation to me?"
"Are you talking about Ishii?"
"Jesus!" Aizawa couldn't help but jump at Hitoshi's voice that came from directly behind him. "Don't do that!" Aizawa held the kettle up to show Hitoshi, who was only a foot or so away from him. "I'm holding a kettle. I could have hurt you." He put the kettle down on a cold stovetop
Hitoshi wasn't fazed by this as he pursed his lips to the side. He then reasked his question: "Are you talking about Ishii?"
Aizawa sucked in a breath. "Hold on, Higashi-" He put his hand over the receiver and focused on Hitoshi. "Yes, yes we were. She's got less than a week and she wants to see…" The words died on Aizawa's tongue. He couldn't say it.
"Dai…" Hitoshi started to gnaw at his bottom lip. "I dunno."
"You don't have to."
"But… she's dying. Dad. Before it was different, but now… she's…" Hitoshi looked at his feet as his face started to flush. "She's the last…"
'The last Shinsou.' Aizawa sadly thought.
"..."
"You don't have to make a decision right now."
"I know, but I have to make one soon because she's… she only has a week left if that… how about today? After my entrance exam. I can see her then… if that's okay with you that is, but I want Zuchan with me… if that's okay with you. Seeing how he's grounded and all…"
Aizawa hoped he wasn't making a face. He didn't care that Hitoshi wanted to bring Izuku with him, that was to be expected, but he didn't know how he felt about Hitoshi wanting to see her after the exam. Aizawa, personally, felt it might be too much pressure during an already stressful time. Hitoshi already wasn't sleeping when he needed to.
"Not today. You have too much going on as is. I'd rather it be tomorrow."
Hitoshi wrung the bottom of his shirt in his hands. He seemed to think about it before nodding. "Tomorrow then…"
Aizawa put his phone back to his ear. "You there?"
"I thought you forgot about me there for a minute."
"You got a date. Tomorrow."
Aizawa could hear Higashi visibly brighten at this news. "Is that so? That's great? How's… around five pm? After school?"
"That should be fine."
"Thank you, Eraserhead."
"How many times have I told you to call me Aizawa?"
Aizawa could feel Higashi's smile bloom across his face. "One too many, I'm sure. Have a good rest of your morning." and with that, Higashi hung up the phone. He saw movement out of the corner of his eye and didn't need to look. He knew Hitoshi was wiping tears away from his eyes. So, he just grabbed the kettle and filled the mugs with hot water. After giving each mug a good stir with a spoon, he grabbed the first mug and turned to Hitoshi.
Hitoshi took it. "Thank you." He whispered.
"C'mon, kid. Let's go watch cat videos in the living room until you inevitably pass out."
"I'm not going to pass out."
He passed out with his head in Aizawa's lap after thirty minutes.
"You got this, Hichan!" Izuku cheered his brother on as they approached the gates of UA. It was pretty dead compared to yesterday, as expected. Usually, nobody would be in on a sunday, but seeing how this was Hitoshi's own exam (and supposed to be Izuku's as well) there was an exception.
Hitoshi asked if he would be allowed to have a capture weapon, but no dice. The entrance exam is about your quirk and how good you can be to UA as a hero.
Hitoshi shook his hands vigorously before wiping the sweat on his pants. "I'm ready!"
"Good. You'll do fine." Aizawa patted Hitoshi's hair. "I can't go in with you past the doors, sadly."
Hitoshi nodded frantically, almost like he was trying to reassure himself above anyone else at that moment. "I'll do fine…" He wheezed. "I really wish you were with me, Zuchan."
"Even if he was, your tests would have been separate." Aizawa swiftly told Hitoshi. That was when the doors to UA opened.
"Ah! Right on time, I expected nothing less from you, Aizawa!" Nedzu beamed as he walked through the front doors. Hitoshi was starting to vibrate with equal parts excitement and fear coursing through his veins. "Come right this way, Hitoshi, so we can get you started as soon as possible."
"Y-yes, sir." Hitoshi scrambled swiftly towards Nedzu. He gave one last look towards his dad and Izuku.
Izuku was grinning and he flashed Hitoshi a thumbs up with his good arm. Aizawa simply waved.
The doors shut obediently behind them. This left Hitoshi with only Nedzu. Hitoshi felt himself being angry at Izuku for going to the official entrance exam. Really, Hitoshi was just mad that he didn't have his brother's hand to hold now. He needed that comforting feeling now more than ever, but this was fine. He was fine.
"So, your exam is a little different from our usual entrance exams, given your quirk isn't physical based. So, we're going to be testing your physical strength in a different way, as well as testing your quirk."
Hitoshi nodded eagerly as he constantly had to adjust his walking speed to match Nedzu's. It wasn't as easy as it looked with how long Hitoshi's legs were and Nedzu seemed to know this as the principal suddenly looked at Hitoshi and gave a little grin causing his whiskers to twitch. "You're so tall." he complimented Hitoshi.
"Er… thanks." Hitoshi awkwardly grinned back at Nedzu.
Eventually, after that little exchange they walked out to the back of the school where the gyms sat. Once the gyms were in eyesight Nedzu continued to speak to Hitoshi. "Now, your goal today is to get from the start to the finish. The finish line is at the very end of Gym beta, it has a banner with my face on it."
Hitoshi nodded along. 'Sounds easy, but I have a feeling it won't be that simple.'
"Okay. Anything else I need to know?" He asked once they approached the doors to the fake city. 'The fact that this is a gym to them, insane!'
"Hmmm just to be careful, good luck!"
Hitoshi couldn't help but gasp when Nedzu pushed him through the giant doors. "Oka-" Hitoshi didn't even get to finish when the doors practically slammed shut behind him. This only left a vast emptiness in return. Hitoshi blinked and looked at the giant door before focusing back at the city before him. 'If I remember what dad said about these gyms they're all mini functional cities.' Hitoshi stood there; he shut his eyes and he could hear the hum of electricity running through the city.
"Be careful and good luck." Hitoshi repeated with a sigh. "Make it from point A to point B… alright. Let's do this." He could see his goal right there just before him at the very end of the gym. So, he started to walk. Not only did he wish for his brother, but he also wished for his father's capture weapon. It would have provided some comfort. He felt like someone, or something, was going to pop out at him any minute now.
'Maybe I should run it?' He thought as he stared at the goal ahead of him. He narrowed his eyes and picked up speed from a walk to a leisurely jog. 'Too easy. Way too easy. Something isn't right-'
Hitoshi's mind just couldn't catch up with what happened to him next. There was a blinding white light, Hitoshi's body was flung back a few feet, and he lost his hearing all at once. Crying out, he grabbed on to his ears as they rang. He heard nothing except intense ringing for several long agonizing seconds. It was only when the ringing started to die down did it fully hit Hitoshi what had happened. He stepped on a bomb. A bomb!
The bombs were weak, they had to be, they were more akin to flashbangs with just a little more blast force.
"Oh my god, I'm in a minefield." He could see it once the dust had started to settle. Little piles of raised dirt littered all down his path. He couldn't help but smirk as he started to rise up, being sure to look all around him so he didn't step on another mine by accident. His legs shook as he stood up fully. No amount of coffee could ever wake him up as much as that just did.
'So, they booby trapped the main road. I guess, the next best thing to do is to go off the road. Try from the alleyways, or I can try and brave the road. I'm flexible, but am I flexible enough to avoid every bomb? And, something is telling me I should try to avoid as many bombs as I can, I bet they're keeping score on that.' Hitoshi stood there and thought about what to do next.
Should he take the easy way and go off the road? Or try and brave it?
'Alleyways are more cramped, if there are bombs there I'd be more likely to find them.'
That thought alone made up Hitoshi's mind. Keeping mindful of where he stepped, he skirted off of the main road and ran for the nearest alleyway.
"Each alley should be connected, it's like a maze, yes, but if I play my cards right, it should lead me right to the exit!" He declared to no one. Jumping over a lump buried in the dirt, Hitoshi had to duck before a fire escape ladder nearly clonked him right in the head.
He stopped for a moment, just a moment, and looked up at the ladder with interest. "Unless…" A cheshire like grin suddenly appeared on his face. He grabbed onto the ladder with eagerness and started to climb up it. Thank goodness, Hitoshi was never afraid of heights. Up the ladder he went until he was on the rooftop of the building. It was maybe three stories high. He looked around before climbing up the very edge of the roof.
There was another building just within jumping distance, so he prepared himself mentally, and jumped. For just a brief moment he was weightless before he made contact with the other building. Hitoshi made sure to land on his side and roll to a stop. "That worked…" He grinned before popping back up to his feet. He had a new plan, one he liked a lot better.
Hitoshi turned his heel and ran to the edge of this building. There were three buildings surrounding this one, and they were all too high for him to land on the roof. The one closest to him had a fire escape that he could possibly jump too. Though he wouldn't land on the fire escape, he'd probably have to grab the bars and hoist himself up. It was risky if he missed.
'I'm not here to play it safe. No hero is. I'm going to be a hero with Zuchan if it's the last thing I do.' He felt excitement coursing through his veins and he started to jog in place to try and calm down some of those nerves building up. "I got this."
So, he stepped back a bit, then took a small running start, and charged. He jumped once he was at the very edge of the building. The fire escape was actually closer than he expected it to be. His ribs took a harsh hit the moment they made contact with the metal. "Oof!" He cried out. That was going to hurt in the morning.
Hitoshi managed to hook his feet into the slots of the bars and hoist himself up and over the railing. The moment his feet were on, somewhat, solid ground he sighed out to himself and rubbed his ribs. "Okay… now let's scale this thing."
He put his pain to the side and got himself on top of the railing. Instead of climbing the stairs up the fire escape, he decided to climb the side of the fire escape. It felt faster than climbing stairs. He had a pretty good strategy going. He would hook his fingers up the railing, using his upper body strength to hoist himself up, to where he stood on top of the railing once he got that far up. With his height to his advantage he could just grab the bottom of the next railing up and repeat the process. He did this until he got to the end of the railing. From there it was a quick jump and he was on top of the roof.
Once he was on the roof he immediately landed on his back and looked up at the sky. He needed a minute. His arms were absolutely aching and he had sweat starting to bead at the crown of his head. That took a lot out of him. 'But you're not done yet.' the voice in his head told him.
"Yeah, yeah, shuddup." Hitoshi, begrudgingly, forced himself off of his back and up to his feet. He cautiously walked up to the edge of the building he was standing on. 'It's pretty tall, so hopefully there'll be small buildings around-'
There was only one building close enough to him for him to jump, but… the jump was far. It wasn't undoable, but he'd have to get a running start and make sure he footed it right otherwise he'd have a broken leg. The drop was pretty long as well.
'Maybe I should just try and brave the ground? It might be faster.'
BOOM!
Hitoshi whipped his head around so fast he was afraid he'd give himself whiplash. He had to move his long hair from his face to get a good look at what was in front of him. Apparently, this was Nedzu's way of telling him to hurry up as a massive robot was coming his way. "Oh." It set off every bomb in it's path and it wasn't even fazed.
Hitoshi turned back around and looked at how much farther he was from the exit. Three buildings away at least. Then he could gun it from the ground and try to avoid as many bombs as he could.
"Oh, fuck me!" Hitoshi grabbed his hair tie from his wrist and swiftly tied his hair up so it was out of his face. Still, he couldn't help but smirk a little. 'I knew it wasn't going to be this easy.' Skirting back a few steps, Hitoshi bent down in the starting position for track runners. The world almost seemed to slow down for him and for a brief moment the only thing he could hear was his own breath as he exhaled a slow and shaky breath.
Then he ran.
Hitoshi ran like he never had before. This run was brief, but it did the job. He got to the edge of the building and jumped. He was weightless for a lot longer than he expected. He felt like he was flying, if only for a few short seconds. The edge of the other building came a lot sooner than expected. Hitoshi realized, almost too late, that he wasn't going to land correctly. He had to protect his head, and on instinct he curled up on his side so that took the brunt of the impact.
It knocked the wind directly out of him and he was sure he blacked out for a microsecond. A low groan left his mouth like a ghostly wail. "F-fuck that one hurt." He curled his arm around his ribs before shaking his head to clear it. 'Robot! Move now, think later!' his brain reminded him that there was a giant robot out for his blood and if he didn't move he was probably going to be crushed.
Hitoshi scrambled to his feet once he realized he could feel this behemoth coming his way.
Thank goodness the next couple of roofs were short ones and easy to reach. He ignored any and all pain as he jumped from one roof to the next. The robot was closing in, closer and closer still. Little bright explosions at it's wheels, but it didn't care one bit about that.
"Almost there!" He felt joy as he slid down the last roof and onto the fire escape. He did the same thing he had done before, only in reverse. Instead of climbing up the railings, he was doing his best to scale down without hurting himself even farther. Adrenaline keeping his pain at bay for the time being.
The moment his feet touched the ground, Hitoshi did a quick look around to make sure he was away from any bombs and started to gun it for the exit-
"Help me!"
"Oh, come on!" Hitoshi threw his arms up and spun around on his heel. It sounded like the voice, a little girl's voice. It came from the opposite way of the exit down the alley. 'What the hell is a little girl doing here?!' he could only ask himself before puffing out in irritation. 'Fuck it- no- do the right thing, Hitoshi- why?- urg- right thing! Right thing! What would Zuchan do?- do I even need to ask?!' with an eye roll. Hitoshi ran towards the voice.
"Over here!" He called out to the child. "Follow my voice, quickly! There's a robot-" He looked back over his shoulder. The robot was getting closer and closer by the second. Not only was it setting off bombs, but it was hitting and destorying buildings in it's path. Hitoshi's anxiety was picking up to a dangerous level.
"I'm scared!" The girl wailed.
"Oh for-" Hitoshi ran his hands down his face before running deeper into the alley. "Keep talking to me! Why are you here!?" He called as he ran.
"I…I managed to sneak in! I was just so curious!"
Hitoshi turned down a connecting Alley. "There you are!" He called as he skidded to a halt.
'Little girl, blonde, no older than nine.' He took her description briefly before running to her. "C'mon! Before we're crushed-" He grabbed her.
"No! I don't want to go that way!" She immediately whined and tried to pull her arm out of Hitoshi's hand. "It's towards the robot!"
"Stop it! We need to go this way, that's where the exit is!"
"I'm scared! I don't want to!" She continued to whine and cry. Hitoshi gritted his teeth. The robot was almost uncomfortably close. Pieces of buildings were flying in every which direction. If they didn't leave soon they'd be crushed by either the robot or the debris. 'Less than a minute!'
"Okay, okay, think, think…" Only one option, that wasn't leaving the child behind, came to his mind. "Can I use my quirk on you?!"
"What?!"
"My quirk! I can make it so you won't be scared!" Okay, a lie. He was going to make it so she was still. But she didn't need to know that.
"I…" a high pitched whine left her mouth. "Okay!"
That's all he needed. The child immediately stilled. Hitoshi picked her up bridal style and ran. He ran like his life absolutely depended on it. Which, it kinda did.
When he finally freed himself from the alleyway, he didn't even stop to see how close the robot was to him now. He knew it was right there. So close that he could smell the oil and obnoxious fumes that radiated off it's stinky metal body. He kept the little girl close to his chest as he made it back on the main road.
The exit was maybe fifty yards away from him. He was working on adrenaline and his own wits. He jumped past almost every bomb coming his way. A flying piece of building came down in front of him and set off a bomb only inches away from his face.
Hitoshi shut his eyes from the brightness, but didn't dare stop running. 'Too slow. Child, heavy…' He feared he wasn't going to make it. He was right there. The exit was right there!
'I won't give up! Not now! Not ever! I'll be a hero! I'll protect everyone when the time comes!'
Hitoshi's legs seemed to speed up on their own. He actually felt like he was running on air. His mind only saw the goal before him, and once he was close enough, he leaped through the exit gates. He used his own body to shield the girl from the blow on the ground. Together the two of them rolled to a stop.
"Holy shit…" He breathed out and let go of the little girl. They were safe and that's all that mattered right now. He put his hands to his face and sucked in several loud and deep breaths. The robot had stopped just at the gates. Any longer and he wouldn't have made it. 'How was that safer than the entrance exam?!'
Then he heard it. Clapping.
"Good job, Hitoshi! Impressive and effective!"
He looked up at Nedzu. "Thank you!" He gave the principal a thumbs up from his spot on the ground. Realizing he left the little girl under his quirk, he released her before he slowly sat up.
"Are you okay?" He asked her.
The girl's lower lip wobbled before she put her hands on her hips. "You lied!"
"I'm sorry. I just wanted to get us both out of there safely. I hope you understand."
She only let out a loud 'hmph!' before turning away from him.
Nedzu let out a squeaking sound (a laugh?) before he fully approached Hitoshi and offered his paw. "Now what?" Hitoshi inquired as he started to stand. At that moment all of his pain came rushing back to him and he instinctively curled his arm around his ribs.
"Now we're going to send you to Recovery Girl. Seems like you hurt yourself a bit. It must run in the family!" Hitoshi didn't laugh. "Then the rest is up to me." Nedzu's whiskers twitched a bit at this. "Come on, I'll lead you to Recovery Girl."
Hitoshi smiled a bit as he awkwardly followed Nedzu, but he stopped for the moment. "The little girl?" He looked around for her, but she seemed to have vanished in thin air.
"No need to worry about her."
"But-"
"We can't keep Recovery Girl waiting, Hitoshi."
While Hitoshi took his exam, and after Izuku got his arm healed, the two of them waited outside of UA in the car. Aizawa had shifted in his own seat, wishing for his sleeping bag right about now. He was laying down with the driver seat all the way back. Izuku looked at his dad before looking out of the windshield. He was bored and starting to feel restless, as well as nervous for Hichan. He needed something to take his mind off of his nerves.
Looking away from his dad, he focused on the bits of change in the cup holder. He thought about looking at the years, he saw some really old coins from the early 2000's the other day and liked the designs. So, he shifted in his seat and reached out to grab some change.
All the change immediately shot up into his open palm. 'I don't think I can get used to this.'
"What did I say about using your quirk?" His father grunted in annoyance. "You do it again, I'll make you run laps around the yard."
"I didn't mean to. I have no control over this." Izuku softly said in his own defense. "However-" Grabbing the lever to the passenger seat, Izuku lowered himself all the way down so he and his dad were eye to eye.
"No."
"Just a bit of training, you and me-"
"No."
"It won't be much. I just want to test the object attraction quirk. Not All Might's."
"No."
Izuku pouted. "Nothing major like the robot motors. Just change?" He opened his palm to show all the change he had. "Just to pass the time. You don't even need to sit up. Just watch so I don't mess up somehow."
Aizawa sighed out heavily. "Fine." He wouldn't admit it, but he was also rather curious about his son's object attraction quirk.
Izuku lazily let all the change drop back into the cup holder. 'Okay. I don't want all of the change.' He decided as he let his hand hover over the change. 'I want… the yen." He eyed the golden coin up and down as he held his hand standy. There was a small rattle as the yen moved some coins to the side as it shot up into Izuku's palm.
"Hm. Not bad, What else can you do?" Aizawa rested his head on his open palm while he propped his elbow up.
Izuku prepared himself for a moment and he opened his palm. The coin fell into the cup holder with a soft tink! Izuku closed his palm before he opened it again. The golden yen coin started to slowly float to him. He shut his hand half way and for a brief moment it paused in mid-air. He held it like that. It stayed there for roughly two seconds before it completely fell back into the cup holder.
"Hm. So you can slow it down or speed it up."
"Yes, and I can stop it if I wanted."
"How do you know to do that?"
"Do what?"
Aizawa lazily opened and closed his palm, mimicking Izuku's moves. "That."
"Uh… I don't know. It just sort of came to me. Like it was something I was supposed to do." Izuku explained. Aizawa seemed to ponder this before shrugging it off.
"Okay…" He rolled his eyes and forced himself to sit up. He pulled the seat up just as well. "C'mon. I'm curious." He then opened the door and got out.
"Oh!" Izuku happily pulled his own seat up and got out of the car eagerly.
Izuku and his dad met in the middle. "Stay there." His father ordered and Izuku stopped. They were maybe ten feet away from each other. "Take something off my person. Anything."
Izuku analyzed what his father had on. His usual black outfit, capture scarf, and goggles hidden under the scarf. At first, Izuku wanted to take his father's capture scarf. It was the biggest and easiest thing for him to try and grab. 'Dad'll be expecting that.'
Izuku swung his right arm out and focused on his father's yellow goggles in his mind. It happened so quickly. His father, expecting the scarf, grabbed on to it tightly in an attempt to keep it. His goggles went flying off from around his neck and smacked Izuku's open palm. Izuku beamed at his father's confused face.
"...Good job, now give them back."
Izuku tossed the goggles back to his father. "That quirk'll come in handy. I'm sure. Just be careful using it."
"...So I can use it?!"
"Yes, it doesn't seem like it's hurting you. Don't abuse it and get lazy!"
"I won't!"
"Hello!"
Both Izuku and Aizawa looked over to see Hitoshi returning with Nedzu. "Hichan!" Izuku waved to his brother. "How'd you do!?"
Hitoshi picked up his walk to a jog. "Good!"
The two brothers met and they shared a brief hug. "Okay you two," Aizawa came in between and lightly pushed the two apart. "It's only been thirty minutes."
"Dad! It was awesome! I broke two ribs!"
"What?!"
Izuku grinned. "Did Recovery Girl heal you?"
"Yep! Her quirk is so cool!" Hitoshi rubbed the back of his head as he smiled.
"Izuku, Hitoshi, I wish I can tell you that you'd both been accepted, but unfortunately it doesn't work like that. I must review your test results just like everybody else. You'll both know your results in a week and it'll come in the mail!" Nedzu smiled at the two boys.
"Thank you, Principal Nedzu." Izuku bowed respectfully. "And I do apologize about yesterday."
"Yes, thank you for giving me this opportunity." Hitoshi bowed next to Izuku.
"Of course. Aizawa, I'll be seeing you tomorrow morning?"
"You know it." Aizawa came up behind his two boys and grabbed each of their shoulders with each hand.
Nedzu's whiskers twitched as he turned towards UA. He raised one of his furry paws and gave the trio one last wave. "Enjoy the rest of your weekend, boys!"
Ah, yes, Mrs. Aizawa will be making an appearance at some point! :D
I hope you guys enjoyed Hitoshi's entrance exam, it took me a while to think of a reasonable exam for Hitoshi (as well as Izuku as he WAS supposed to take it) Something that would test their skills, logic, and Hitoshi's quirk. :D
