"Don't look now, but I'm pretty sure the ginger is checking you out," Setsuna whispered in Izumi's ear. So far Izumi had seen Setsuna's head off her shoulders more often than on. Which could explain why the girl always seemed to have her head in the clouds.
"My name's Itsuka Kendo." Said ginger spoke in a firm voice. "And I wasn't checking her out."
"Oh, then what were you doing? Because honestly, you were staring at her back the moment her—"
"I was trying to figure out what kind of body she had."
"Thiccccc." Setsuna purred. "See, I told you she was checking you out."
Izumi pulled her head through the U.A. gym shirt and then pulled her hair out a moment later. She gathered her hair with one hand and then slipped it into a tight ponytail to keep it out of her face during this 'quirk assessment test' that Vlad-sensei wanted to do. She assumed it would, at the bare minimum, mean using her quirk. She glanced and saw that Itsuka was currently glaring at Setsuna's head with her cheeks more than a little flushed.
"I meant, as in how she got her muscles! Like, what sport she did in middle school! Like you're a track and field member." Itsuka pointed towards Setsuna's body, and then towards herself. "I did Kendo, and Reiko over there wasn't in any sports club."
The white haired girl that liked to hold her hands like she was a ghost gave a thumbs up.
"Wow, you were checking everybody out." Setsuna let out a snarky laugh before her head floated over towards her body. "But you're right, I did do track. I was a long distance runner."
"See, I was just trying to figure out what sport Izumi did." Itsuka let out a huff, her P.E. shirt gripped tight in her hand. "Sorry for staring."
"Oh!" Izumi laughed and smiled at her new classmate. "Don't worry about it! I'm actually a swimmer! I needed something to improve my endurance for my quirk and a senpai of mine actually convinced me that swimming was really good for that. So, I guess I have a swimmer's body?"
"I guess that makes sense." Itsuka gave a sigh and placed a hand on her hip. "That would kind of explain it, sorry for bothering you with this."
"Don't worry about it." Izumi placed her hands on her hips and stuck her chest out. "I'm proud of my body."
"With a rack like that, I would be too." Setsuna whistled.
"Are you a lesbian?" Itsuka asked, her cheeks more than a little red.
"No."
"Well stop, you're giving us a bad name."
Izumi blinked and watched as their locker room was filled with a sudden silence as everyone processed what Itsuka had just said. So, apparently Itsuka was into girls. And she was checking her out. Hehe, validation.
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"Alright, it seems we have the field to ourselves given how 1-A skipped the orientation." Vlad-sensei gave a low growl as his massive shoulders slumped. "Again."
1-A. That was where Momo and Inasa were. And where Katsuki was.
Izumi bit her lip and then shook her head again. She'd be able to see them during lunch, it wasn't a big deal. Besides, she could make new friends here, like Setsuna, and Itsuka, and, well, all of her class she guessed. They all wanted to be heroes, after all.
"This was supposed to be a joint exam, but we'll just have to do without." Vlad-sensei turned to face them all, a phone in his hand and his two tusk-like teeth peeking out from his smile. "You're all aware of the physical fitness test, yes? Well, this will be the same thing, but you're allowed to use your quirk. Think of this not only in terms of ability, but also creativity. And for fun, we'll be ranking you."
Vlad-sensei tapped on his phone and brought up a blue hologram that displayed their names in a two by ten grid.
"Top five get extra credit."
That was it? She didn't really understand the syllabus too much when Vlad-sensei went over it, but, it really didn't seem like extra credit would be super helpful. Besides, she'd still have to work hard to be a hero and—
She looked behind her and saw that all of her classmates looked fired up.
Was she the weird one here?
Probably.
But even without the extra credit dangling in front of her, she still wanted to be number one for the sake of being number one. She just needed to figure out how to use her quirk effectively.
The fifty meter dash was a dud, as she still had nothing that could actually help her move faster, but she wasn't the slowest even without using her quirk.
Next was the grip strength test.
"Hey sensei!" Izumi ran over to her newest sensei and was once again reminded that not only was she on the short side, but that Vlad-sensei was on the really tall side.
"Oh, Izumi, Correct?" Vlad-sensei checked his phone with a light frown and waited for her to nod her head. "What is it?"
"Do we actually have to be gripping the test?" She held out the strength testing device and looked down at it. "I mean, like, with our hands?"
Vlad-sensei chuckled. "So long as it is being measured by your hands or your quirks, I will accept the—"
"Sensei!" Itsuka ran, her extra large hand carrying the shattered remains of the grip tester. "I broke it."
"... I'll just put you in first," Vlad muttered and turned to the next student that ran up to him.
Izumi took his answer to mean that so long as she used her quirk, it would be fine.
Control, object.
She held the grip tester in place right in front of her.
"Woah, telepathy?" Setsuna wandered over to stand next to her.
Itsuka joined them, "No, don't you remember what she said about her quirk?"
"Not really."
Izumi smiled and began to draw the symbols for her next spell.
Barrier, object, ring, constrict.
A shimmering, glass-like substance formed a ring around the handle of the grip strength tester and began to tighten. While constrict wouldn't actually squeeze the handle, it would stop it from expanding back out.
Barrier, ball, expand.
A ball appeared in the center of the device, just big enough to fit in the handle. Almost instantly, it began to expand, pushing up against the tester before it burst.
Barrier, ball, expand.
"Oh wow, so you have the kind of quirk that lets you do a whole lot of things." Itsuka muttered.
Izumi smiled and gave a light wink. "You haven't seen anything yet."
Using her quirk to slowly increase her score, Izumi was able to get the highest rank besides the ones that managed to break the device, like Itsuka.
Next up came the standing long jump.
Izumi watched as her classmates all managed to propel themselves further than what would otherwise be possible. Setsuna cheated by simply removing her legs and then floating them to the other side with a smug look on her face. Itsuka slapped the ground to jump, and Jozu managed to use his softening quirk to effectively turn the ground into a trampoline.
She brought her finger up and drew the symbol she had for upward. She had the direction she wanted to go, but she had nothing that would actually let her target herself. There had to be some kind of a target rune that would affect her. What would her symbol look like? A rune that was just for her.
She held her fingers in front of her and began to draw, hoping for there to be some feeling in her that would lead her to the spell.
"Izumi?" Itsuka walked forward, a bit of sweat on the girl's forehead. "What are—"
It might have been the slight turn she did. It might have been anything else.
But her up rune activated.
The process of discovering new rune had always been random, oftentimes with unexpected results. But for the first time, Izumi saw a pattern. It was a slight variance of her up rune, one that she could have made by mistake at any time.
A one rune spell.
It activated.
And she was sent flying up into the air.
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"Thanks again for your assistance." Prinz purred as they made their way down the hallway between the two buildings. "I'm certain that I'll be able to create optimal gear for you in the future, ya?"
Nejire had to resist the urge to squeal. She absolutely loved Prinz's accent! It was so fun! Kind of like a sexy vibrator for her ears! Or, like, well, she really didn't know, she just thought it was cute! And super duper sexy! "Oh no problem! Right Mirio?"
"Mmm!" Mirio nodded proudly. The two extra large and heavy boxes he was carrying dwarfed the one that both Nejire and Prinz had taken. It wasn't like they had forced it on him, but he had just screamed 'Power!' and picked them both up.
"Oh, Prinz, I've heard of a new challenge I think you'd be great at." Nejire filled the silence with small talk. She couldn't really rely on Prinz; whenever Mirio and her were in the same room, there was just a hint of awkwardness, and a bit of silence.
Which meant that Nejire shipped them hard.
"Ohh? Is this like that pencil challenge you had me do?"
Despite not even looking Mirio's way, Nejire could tell that he was blushing, just based on his vibes.
"Yeah! Kinda! But you can do it clothed!" Nejire bounced and then looked down at her own chest. "Basically all you need to do is get some bubble tea?"
"Does it have to be bubble tea?"
"Not really, it's called the bubble tea challenge, but I think you can do it with any drink with a straw." Nejire hummed and glanced up to the sky. "What you need to do is balance the tea on your boobs and then drink from it without using your hands and—"
She saw someone being flown up into the air.
"Sorry! Here Mirio take this! I need to go save someone!"
"Wha-hey! Nejire!" Mirio called as the boxes fell to the ground.
Nejire was already off, flying towards the flailing student as they continued to go upwards, way past the point the school's no fly-zone air permitted people from going. Then they stopped, frozen in the air for what felt like a whole second.
Then they screamed, arms flailing as they started to fall.
"Aaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa! I don't wanna die! I don't wanna! Help!"
Nejire sped up, trying to get to the person before it was too late.
"I got you!" she shouted, grabbing onto the girls arm. Aerial rescues were hard and dangerous; simply stopping now could dislocate both of their arms. Instead, Nejire pulled the girl into a hug, keeping her head pressed into her chest as she aligned them towards the ground. She needed to shift the momentum steadily, like going around a sharp turn really fast.
She blasted her quirk, a wave of visible energy coming out from her hand as she pushed them to the side, barely swooping past the ground before they went up again.
Their momentum was gone, and they were allowed to float peacefully.
First day of her third year and she already saved someone! That had to be a new record.
Nejire looked at the girl that was hugging her tightly and a smile spread across her face as she recognized her. "Izumi!"
She hugged the girl tight and let out another big burst of energy, sending both of them higher into the air, but unlike before, Nejire was in complete control. "Oh my god it is you! You look so good with your hair like that! Wait, your hair was like that for like most of the first year huh? I just can't get over it. I remember you looking like a cat that had just been blown dried! Oh! And what's this?"
Nejire pushed Izumi back a bit, just enough to notice that they were currently doing the monster boob mash. "Woah! I guess all that milk you drank paid off! But hey you're in U.A. now! And why were you going so high up? Did someone launch you? Do I need to beat someone up?" She pouted and watched Izumi for a moment. "Cause I will."
"Nejire-senpai." Izumi let out a light chuckle and made a very bad mistake when it came to flying, looking towards the ground. "I'm happy to see you and all, but can we have this conversation on the ground?"
"Oh, right, sorry."
On the way down, a large pool of blood that had covered the ground was slowly retreating back inside of the first year teacher Vlad King. He was probably going to try and use his blood to catch and cushion Izumi's fall, but that could have still seriously hurt her.
Nejire landed in front of him and Izumi stood on shaky feet for a second, with Nejire offering her some support.
Vlad-sensei walked over to them, looking exceptionally paler than normal. "Izumi," He slurred her name a bit. "What was that?"
"New spell," Izumi muttered with a light laugh. "I probably won't be using it again anytime soon."
Vlad-sensei did not look pleased. "Please be careful, that might have been the closest I've ever come to losing a student?"
"What about that time you had Mirio—"
"I said 'might'." Vlad-sensei gave her a sharp look and then sighed. "Thank you for appearing Nejire, I'll—"
He swooned a bit, and one of the taller students appeared to grab his shoulder.
"Oh! He used too much blood too quickly!" Nejire waved towards the other students. "Some of you need to take him to the nurse's office, Recovery Girl has some of his blood stored there just in case! And she has really tasty gummies!"
"I…" Vlad-sensei groaned and tried to stand. "You're right. Nejire, can I trust you to finish the tests?"
Oooh, she was being given responsibility.
"Nope! But I'm going to do it anyway!" She saluted proudly. "I'll also make sure Izumi doesn't hurt herself."
Izumi always did have the cutest pouts.
AN: The trend of me making Itsuka gay AF continues! Oh and look! Bonus Prinz!