"Good morning, ladies and gentlemen!" Yuko stood with her classmates, Night right behind her, as the sun was just barely starting to rise.
"Today, we will begin training camp to increase your strength in earnest. The goal of this training camp is to increase everyone's strength and with that, for everyone to obtain their provisional licenses. It is to prepare you all to face hostilities that are more real by the minute. Proceed carefully." Aizawa explained.
"So Bakugo," the black haired hero called to Katsuki, "try throwing that." He ordered as he tossed a ball to the male
"This is from the fitness test..." Katsuki observed.
"Your previous record, from right after you started school, was 705.2 meters. Let's see how much you improved." Katsuki walked off to stand a few feet in front of the class.
"Oh, you're checking our progress!"
"Since a lot has happened these last three months, huh? Maybe he can throw it a kilometer or something now!"
"Do it, Bakugo!"
"Then..." Katsuki reeled his arm back, "here I go..."
"Go to hell!" He yelled, as he launched the ball.
Just as Katsuki was about to bask in his glory, "709.6 meters." Aizawa called, surprising the class and Katsuki himself.
"Huh? It's less than I thought..."
"It's been about three months since you started high school. Through various experiences, you all have definitely improved. But that improvement has mainly been at the mental and technical levels, with some increase in stamina." Everyone's eyes were set on the angry ash blond in front of them, as Aizawa explained the reason.
"As you can see, your Quirks themselves have not improved that much. That's why we will work on improving your Quirks starting today." He grinned, which only caused fear to rise amongst the students.
"It'll be so hard you'll feel like dying, but try not to actually die..."
'That is not reassuring...'
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Yuko shook her head, keeping herself from falling over. Aizawa had made it clear he wanted her to work on the other aspect of her Quirk.
Summoning her weapon.
So there she stood, her jacket to her gym uniform discarded, standing in only her black bra, as her tattoo glowed a bright blue, and her eyes turned a darker crimson. Night stood in front her, his ruby eyes shining, as the two made eye contact.
She had summoned her weapon once, but had passed out soon after, not capable of handling the raw power it held. She knew it was a katana, but she had never rightfully wield the sword.
Of course, that wasn't the only training she was put through. Yuko had explained how she and Night are infected by emotions, and they sometimes can talk telepathically.
So she was stuck between making time to summon her Katana, controlling her emotions, and learning how talk telepathically with the beast in front of her.
Blue flames began to circle Yuko, but instantly went out as she began to fall forward, Night quick to stop her from hitting the ground.
"Thanks bud..." Yuko pushed herself up, shaking her head, before getting into stance.
"Alright, again."
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"Now, remember what I said yesterday? "Today's the only day we'll be doing stuff for"!" Pixie-bob shouted.
"At least make your own food! Curry!"
Yuko wasn't really bothered by the fact they had to cook themselves. She's been cooking for herself since she was six, it's nothing she's new to.
"Yessir..."
"You all look exhausted!" Ragdoll laughed, "but that doesn't mean you can make any old sloppy cat food!" Yuko sighed, as she stretched, popping her back.
"It's true that part of rescuing someone is filling the stomachs and spirits of those exhausted during a disaster. That's U.A for you! No opportunity wasted!"
'You give them too much credit...' Yuko sweatdropped.
"Let's make the most delicious curry in the world, everyone!"
"Okay..."
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As everyone began to dig into their meals, Yuko made a plate of her own, before grabbing a cooler, with meat for Night. As she began to walk towards the woods, on her search for her best friend, she noticed Izuku carrying a plate of curry.
"Hey, Midoriya!" She called, approaching the male.
"I seen you going into the woods. Can I join you?" She held up the cooler, "I have to look for Night, and having company isn't so bad."
"Ah... y-yeah..." The greenette nodded, before the two continued into the woods.
As they were walking, it was mostly quiet, except for Yuko asking him why he was going into the forest in the first place. Which was when he explained the whole thing about Kota, and his backstory.
As they were walking up a mountain, they followed Kota to, Yuko decided to accompany Izuku, saying she could call Night from up there.
"You're hungry, aren't you?" Izuku called to the boy, who looked back at the two angrily.
"You can eat this curry."
"You...! How'd you find this place?" Kota shouted at the two.
"Oh, sorry. I followed your footsteps..." Izuku answered, as Yuko stopped a few feet behind the male, as she looked over the trees, blowing a low whistle.
"I thought maybe you'd want something to eat..."
"I'm fine. I don't need any." Kota stubbornly told the two.
"I told you, didn't I? I don't intend to hang out with you. Get out of my secret hideout!"
"A secret hideout, huh?" Izuku asked, looking around.
"Getting all into trying to improve your Quirk. It's gross. You want to show off your power that badly?" At his words, Yuko's shoulders sagged.
Those words hurt, as her Quirk was the only thing she had since it manifested, with the abuse she received, and her father living in a hospital. Night was the only thing keeping her from killing herself when she was nine.
"Your parents..." Izuku mumbled, "could they be Water Hose? With the water Quirks?"
"Did Mandalay tell you?!" Kota shouted at him.
"Oh, no, um, uh... Sorry! I kind of ended up hearing about it, and based on the information I got, I thought maybe... It was an unfortunate incident. I remember it."
"Shut up." Kota mumbled, "everyone's crazy..." Yuko hadn't turned to look at them, as her eyes never left the the sky, as she waited for that familiar shadow to show.
"Calling each other stupid names like "hero" and "villain" and killing each other... Talking about Quirks and stuff... It's because they're all showing off that it ended up like that... Stupid..." Kota ranted.
"What is it? If there's nothing else, then go away!" Kota ordered.
"Well, um... my, uh... friend..." Yuko sighed as Night finally came in sight, from afar.
"My friend...couldn't inherit any Quirks from his parents..."
"Huh?" Kota looked over confused, and Yuko was too.
"It's a hereditary thing, and apparently it's rare but does happen... But he admired heroes and wanted to become one, but you can't be one these days without a Quirk... My friend couldn't accept that for a long time and practiced... trying to draw objects to him and breath fire... but it was no good. There are a lot of different ways to think about Quirks, so I don't know if this'll apply to everyone, but if you reject it that much, that'll just make it more painful for you. Um, so..."
"Just shut up!" Izuku was cut off, "get out of here!"
"Sorry. I'm just rambling...I'll leave the curry here." Izuku placed the curry down, before beginning to walk off, with Yuko waving at him.
"Why are you still here?!" She heard the boy shout at her. However, she chose not to answer, as she pointed at Night, who grew closer, you could now hear his wings beating against the wind.
"Well, have a nice night Kota." Yuko told the boy, as Night hovered in front of her, letting her climb on him.
"Be careful." She smiled, before she and Night took off to find a place to enjoy their food.