Izumi flapped her arms as she made her way down U.A.'s large, wide-open corridors. Technically they were designed for people that had quirks that made them larger than average, which was cool, but she had seen Nejire abuse the hallways to just zoom over the top of people. Eventually, if she found a better spell to fly than the one that Nejire has dubbed 'Selfus Yeetus', then she'd be able to fly over the crowds too. It technically wasn't allowed, but no one seemed to bother Nejire about it.
Besides, it was good training!
Though she could really say the same about Nejire's flight school. Currently, Inasa was going to get a lot more out of it than her because he could actually fly without bonking his head on the ceiling everytime. Just some of the time. She could still feel the bump on her head when Nejire asked her to demonstrate it.
Instead, she had spent most of the time working on her balance and only falling off sometimes.
With a long breath, she glanced towards the downside of having such massive hallways. Equally massive stairs. Going up wasn't that big of a problem, but both Momo and herself acknowledged that going down stairs was the exact opposite of a good time. It'll be so much nicer when she figures out how to float down.
"Why does the principal have to be on the top floor?" she asked herself as she started her way up towards the long flight of stairs. Vlad-sensei had told her that the principal wanted to see her and wouldn't say if it was good or bad, because apparently students don't get to know when they were in trouble!
Which she might be! She didn't know! Sure she almost kind of maybe died yesterday but that wasn't illegal or anything.
Or was it?
At long last, Izumi reached the Principal's office and came to the realization that there was an elevator like, right there. Were students allowed to take the elevator? "I'll just ask when I go in."
She walked up and looked at the oddly normal-sized door for U.A.'s standards. It didn't have a handle or anything, but it did have an intercom thing like what Momo's house had. She stared at it for a few seconds and then pressed the button. "Uhh, Mr. Principal? Vlad-sensei told me to come see you. It's me, Izumi."
"Oh excellent~!" The voice did not match what she had pictured; honestly, she was half expecting the principal to just be All Might but in a suit. But she had seen All Might in a suit before. In person! Oh! That was right, they had hero training today! And that was with All Might! "Come on in Izumi! I've been waiting all day for you!"
The door clicked, and then opened on its own.
Izumi took a few steps into the room and found that sitting behind the desk was what might very well be the world's largest guinea pig. He had on the dress part of a suit, making him look very professional, and a wide cheerful smile. The shock lasted all of half a second. She really shouldn't have been surprised; 1-A had a bird head dude, and her own class had someone she was pretty sure was part praying mantis.
"Are you the principal?" she asked, all but bouncing with anticipation.
"I'm Nezu!" The same voice that had answered the intercom came from Nezu's mouth. He bounced up onto his desk and stood proudly. "And I'm the principal."
"Sir," Izumi began slowly. "You are adorable."
"Thank you! My fur is also really smooth. Oh, and my paws are soft. Wanna feel?"
She gasped. "Yes."
He held out his paw towards her and she all but sprinted towards it. Her Principal was adorable! She grabbed his paw and gave it a light squeeze. It really was soft! Oh and his fur was so smooth. "You're right! You must take good care of your fur."
"Of course I do, Prinz Heinrich No. 24: for short hair."
Izumi gasped and grabbed onto her ponytail, swinging it over her shoulder and presenting her long silky green hair to Nezu. "Momo uses No. 26: for long hair on me! That's why it feels so silky smooth."
"Oh, my yes!" Nezu laughed and touched her hair. "I see your friend has excellents tastes indeed! Now, then, as important as hair care is, what do you say we get down to business?"
"Oh!" She took a jump back and stood straight. "Umm, what did you need from me sir?"
Nezu chuckled and gestured towards a chair, "Izumi, relax. Right now, I'm not so much the principal as much as I am," he paused and tapped on his muzzle, "a lover of puzzles, patterns, and dead languages."
How was that relevant?
"You might be asking yourself how that's relevant for me pulling you out of history class."
Holy shit, mind reading hamster.
"The answer is quite simple." Nezu thumbed through a stack of paperwork he had on his desk and then pulled out her spellbook. "When Sakijiro came to me with this journal of yours, I was confused; sure, I had knowledge of your quirk and how it functions, but I didn't quite realize just how… involved it was." Nezu laughed and flailed his arms out wide. "Why, I do believe that your quirk isn't simply drawing random symbols for effect, but giving you access to an entire language of," Nezu giggled slightly, "dare I say magic?"
Izumi blinked. She knew all that already! But it felt nice to have people talk about her quirk! Momo normally just hummed and played with her hair whenever Izumi was talking about her quirk. Was she self-centered? Yes. "Thank you sir, I'm glad my quirk interests you."
"Oh, it's done more than that I assure you." Nezu giggled and looked at her spellbook like it was a book of great importance. "The care you've put into your notes is commendable as well, you even went so far as to detail the grammar your quirk uses. Now then, if you'll humor me, I spent a bit of time not sleeping last night, and I believe that I've developed a new rune for you."
Izumi gasped and clapped her hands? "You have? Can we test them? I want to test them! Wait, they're not just Selfus Yeetus but in other directions are they, because I don't think I want to know what happens when I fling myself downward like that."
Nezu blinked. "Selfus Yeetus?"
"It's what Nejire—"
"Say no more." Nezu held up his hand and gave a light chuckle. "And, no, I don't believe I've actually created a spell based on movement, though, if I did I'd have to heavily reconsider several assumptions I made about your quirk and its grammar." Nezu clapped his hands and placed her spellbook down gently. He reached behind him and pulled out a piece of paper with a rune on it.
A new rune.
"If I'm understanding the implications of," he paused and chuckled to himself, "of Selfus Yeetus correctly, your runes have a different structure between personal and general use! A bit like how many languages have gendered words. For example, your rune for "Up" would be the general term and part of a sentence, or what you call a spell. However," more snickering, "Selfus Yeetus is personal, and as you have mentioned in your spellbook, happens instantly. I applied the same logic to what you describe as barrier."
Nezu waved the paper again and smiled at her. "Thankfully, from what I recall, your barrier is generally safe to use indoors, so why not give it a shot?"
Izumi nodded and took a few steps closer to carefully study the new rune. Her entire body was shaking with excitement. Getting a new rune unlocked so many different possibilities. And a personal barrier spell sounded amazing and just what she needed! She took a step back and let out a breath, willing her hands to stop shaking to prepare herself for the spell. The most important thing with her quirk was to be calm when doing it. Imperfections could cause the whole spell to simply fizzle. Honestly, her quirk was probably why she had such neat handwriting.
She drew the rune slowly, repeating the pattern once, twice, and then a third time, not moving quickly enough to actually finish casting it. All the while, she could feel Nezu watching her with all the same anticipation she was. With the pattern in her mind, and the rune on the tip of her fingers, she began to cast the spell.
Barrier. Me.
The rune glowed as she drew it and then activated the moment she finished.
A dome formed from just above her head and fell down around her like a sheet of water. Perfectly spherical and a couple of inches taller than her, the space was a bit claustrophobic. If she drew the spell larger, would she be able to get a bigger barrier? Smaller than this would be harder. But this was more than serviceable.
Outside the barrier, she saw Nezu clapping and smiling at her, his mouth was moving but the sound was distorted to the point that she couldn't hear him. So 'barrier' wasn't sound proof. At least not entirely. Was it air tight?
Was this still 'barrier'?
She took a step forward and found that the barrier didn't move with her. That might be useful. Her hand pressed up against the sturdy transparent material that felt like a normal barrier. That might mean it was just as sturdy. She'd have to find out later; it'd probably end up spelling her doom if she tried to rely on it and the barrier failed.
With a thought and a pop, the barrier vanished.
"It works! Thank you Nezu-sensei!" Izumi clapped her hands, then she bounced over to his desk and grabbed the paper from him. She needed to memorize this as soon as possible! She might even be able to use the spell during hero training today!
"My pleasure. I can't commit myself to studying your quirk as anything more than a passive hobby, but I'll be sure to call you up whenever I think I have something." Nezu gave a light chuckle and handed her back her book. "Though, letting me know whenever you make a new development would be incredibly useful."
"I will." Izumi clutched her spellbook tight to her breast and couldn't help but let her smile take over her face. "Thank you so much Nezu-sensei, is there anything I can do for you?"
"Hmm," Nezu was silent for a few moments, then snapped his fingers. "I'd love a spot of tea."
XXXX
"Why do you have a broom?"
"It's a support item."
"Are you a Janitor?"
Izumi stuck her arm through one of the sleeves of her hero costume. Mostly black, with highlights of gold and a bit of red, her dress was everything a young hero needed to look like a witch. Though, if she was honest, it looked sexier in real life than she had initially thought. Mostly because she was showing what most people would consider a metric fuck ton of thigh. And if the arm holes of her bodice were any bigger she'd probably be showing off some side boob too.
Upgrades for later.
"Yep!" Izumi grabbed her broom and spun it around, barely avoiding Setsuna's head as she did so. "Cause I'm going to clean the streets of villains!"
Itsuka, who was in the middle of tying her mask, snorted and had to take a moment to gather herself.
"Okay, but, like, don't you think that's too sexy?" Setsuna said, her head still rolling to the side. "Like, I mean, one flip and it's gonna be ass city."
She felt a pressure on her butt and saw that one of Setsuna's hands had wandered over there. With a yelp, Izumi spun and swatted the hand away with a well timed broomstrike. "Are you always so grabby?"
"It's not my fault you're so grabbable." Setsuna's head rolled over in the middle of the room before her body wandered over and she started checking out her skintight suit. "I bet Itsuka would be more than—"
A giant hand snatched Setsuna from the air and brought her right towards Itsuka. With her orange hair down, Itsuka looked like an avatar of lesbian fury that had just been woken up. "I know you can regrow limbs Setsuna, but can you regrow your head? And if you can, do you think that you'll still be the same person?"
"I'm joking, I'm joking! Lighten up Itsuka! I'm just teasing you both!" The moment Itsuka let go of Setsuna's head, the girl reattached herself and then hid behind Izumi like she was some kind of barrier that would save her from Itsuka's wrath. "Jeeze, I tease Izumi just as much and you don't see her getting violent."
"That's because she likes the attention." Itsuka growled and finished putting her hero costume on. She let out a sigh and looked at Izumi. "But, I do agree with Setsuna, the costume is a bit revealing isn't it?"
"Not really! It's not like I'm Midnight-sensei's original hero costume or anything. Besides, you're showing off just as much skin as me, Itsuka! And Setsuna's is all skintight and stuff." She set her broom up in front of her and cast her first and only preparation spell: control object. So long as she didn't try to control something else, she'd be able to control her broom all day.
For some reason, the spell vanished when she went to sleep though.
"And besides," she braced herself against her broom, holding it still in her mind as she lifted one leg up as high as she could. "It's not like I'm naked under there. I have a leotard that's no more revealing than my old competition swimsuit."
Technically, it was also waterproof and a bit on the extra durable side.
"But won't that get uncomfortable?" Itsuka asked?
"Not really. Sometimes when my bras were too dirty I'd just wear my swimsuit under my uniform back in middle school." She put both feet down and grabbed her large witch's hat and smiled at the rest of the girls. With a thought, she brought her broom into her hand and spun it around effortlessly. "Well! We all look like we're ready to kick ass, so let's go and do just that!"
"I still don't get the broom." Itsuka gave a long sigh.
"Oh don't worry! You'll see why it's awesome later!"
AN: Have some Magic! Woooooo!