Okay, so I was careful, which means no spoilers for anyone who hasn't read the manga but who's watching third season! And I know that it might annoy some of you, but not everyone has access to the manga, hence why I've taken the decision to follow the Anime pace instead. Also, a very, extremely special thanks to Crosswald, who gave me the answer I was looking for ;-)

Warning: Kira's language, Kira's screaming and Kira's determination.

Enjoy!

The next morning, Kira woke up for her usual jogging. Even though she was kind of tired due to their run in the Beasts' Forest the day before, she couldn't get rid of her internal clock that easily.

As she opened the door, though, she found herself facing Aizawa-sensei.

"…"

"…"

"… Do you want me to wake the others?"

"If you'd please. Come outside once everyone's ready."

On which he left as promptly as he came. Blinking a few times, the teen then shook her head, before turning to the rest of the class. All of the students were still sleeping soundly, completely unaware that their peace would be cut short.

Wow, won't I be hated in the next few minutes.

Clearing her throat, the ginger then took a deep breath…

And screeched.

"KYAAAAAAAAARGH!"

Most of the students bolted upright, many got tangled in their blankets, a few screamed back, and Mineta pretty much pissed his bed. Even Deku, who was still asleep on her mattress, jumped high with a violent hiss. After a few seconds of intense confusion, unable to stop herself any longer… Kira burst in laughter.

"Pff… ah ah ah ah!" Holding her stomach, she had to lean against the wall for support. "Oh- oh my God, y-your faces… ah ah ah ah ah!"

"Suki-chan!" whined Ashido, rubbing her eyes. "That was so mean!"

"What the fuck, Carrot!?" snapped Katsuki, still trying to free himself from his blanket.

"Worst wake-up call ever," groaned Kaminari.

"It- it was either that or Aizawa-sensei," she pointed out, somehow managing to calm down. "Anyway, we have to get ready and go outside now. Hurry, hurry! We're starting our second day of training camp!"

To which her friends answers with grunts, wails of despair, curses and tears.

Which, obviously, sent her into another laughing fit.

"Suttoki. When I told you to wake everyone up, I didn't mean 'reveal our location to anyone in a ten kilometer vicinity'," deadpanned Aizawa-sensei.

"Come on, it wasn't that bad," she rolled her eyes.

"Wasn't that bad?" echoed Kirishima, cracking his neck. "Kira, we thought those monsters from the forest had infiltrated the room or something."

"Oh, you're just-"

"KIRA!"

"Oh, fuck."

The ginger tried to make a run for it, but Ren easily caught her by the collar, stopping her in her tracks.

"R-Ren! Ren, let me go, damn it!"

He trapped her in a head-lock. "I told you not to wake me up like that anymore, you damn sociopath!"

"Not- not my fault you're so goddamn sensitive!" she gasped, managing to break free from his hold. She elbowed his chin. "Sheesh, you're so grumpy in the morning!"

He grabbed her arm and, without hesitation, threw her over his shoulder. Most of the students cringe when recognizing the move as the one she usually used in her fights. Apparently, herself had learnt it from the best.

"I wouldn't be so grumpy if you stopped acting like a fricking psychopathic pterodactyl! You- you… achoo! Damn it…"

"Ugh…" Dizzy, she couldn't find the strength to reply.

Her fellow classmates sweatdropped at the rather violent exchange. When Kira had explained yesterday that they usually were at each other's throat, they didn't think she meant it so literally.

They all tensed when Ren suddenly turned to face them, his sister in his choking grasp once again, but relaxed slightly when he suddenly bowed, forcing the ginger to do the same.

"I deeply apologize for my sister's stupidity. Be assured that it won't happen again."

"Wanna bet?" she spat.

As they started fighting once again, Aizawa sighed. Obviously, he wouldn't receive any help from the Archivist when it came to some discipline. Seriously, it felt as if he had just added another kid to his class.

Although, he mused, glancing to his terrified students. Maybe we won't need discipline after all. They're scared enough as it is.

"Alright, enough of the sideshow," he finally intervened, clapping his hands a few times to gain all's attention. "Suttoki-san, stop strangling your sister. Suttoki, stop kneeing your brother."

They grumbled under their breath, but let each other go nonetheless. Once he was certain they wouldn't start fighting as soon as his back was turned, Aizawa-sensei then reported his attention to the rest of his class.

"Good morning, class!" he greeted. "Today, we will begin the 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 becoming more real by the minute. Proceed carefully." Seeing as he had more or less all's attention –some were still half-asleep-, the Hero then threw a ball at Katsuki, who caught it. "So, Bakugo, try throwing that."

"This is from the fitness test…" recognized the bomber, awfully calm for once.

"Your previous record, from right after you started school, was 705.2 meters," stated their teacher. "Let's see how much you've improved."

The boy nodded, moving away from the group to get into position. Ashido instantly cheered, understanding that they were checking on their progress. After all, a lot had happened in the passed three months, so surely they had grown stronger already.

"Do it, Bakugo!" cheered Kirishima.

"Then… Here I come.." The blond took a step back, before throwing the ball with all of his might. "Go to hell!"

Kira sweatdropped as the ball disappeared from their sight.

Talk about crazy strong-

"709.6 meters," announced Eraser Head.

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"W-what?" gaped Kira. She rubbed her eyes a few times, but the number on the screen was the real deal. "No way! He barely made any progress!"

"Shut up, Carrot!"

"It's been about three months since you've started high school," remarked Aizawa-sensei, unperturbed. "Through various experiences, you all have definitely improved. But! That improvement has mainly been at the mental and the technical levels, with some increase in stamina. As you can see, your Quirks themselves have not improved that much. That's why we will work on improving your Quirks starting today." At that, an evil smirk stretched his lips, and a chill ran down his students' spines. "It'll be so hard you'll feel like dying, but try not to actually die."

How reassuring, Kira sweatdropped yet again.

She couldn't deny the excitement she felt at the announcement, though. This training camp promised to be awesome.

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"What… is with this hell?"

The students of Class B were not amused. Not only had Kan-sensei woken them up at an ungodly hour, but he had made them walk all the way to Class A's campus so that they'd start training.

"To break through your limits!" was a terrible understatement.

Each and every student of Class A was going through their personal hell. They were pushing their Quirks again and again, never taking a break and forcing through their limits. Any might have been envious of their determination, if it hadn't been for the tears and the blood thrown into the mix.

"Those of you who are operative types will have to raise your maximum limits," announced Vlad King. "Heteromorphic types and other composite types need to train the parts of their body related to their Quirks. Normally, this would occur as your bodies grow… but we don't have that time."

"Class B, you guys hurry up too," then ordered Eraser Head, approaching them. "You-"

"INCOMING!"

Aizawa sighed, taking a step back.

A second later, there was a flash of orange that crashed into the ground.

A cloud of dust rose from the ground, followed by a distinct whimper.

"Ow…" Coughing a little, none other than Kira straightened from the human-shaped hole she had made when landing. "Damn it…"

"Suttoki, you're way off your target," warned her homeroom teacher.

"Ugh, I –cough, cough- I know," she nodded, forcing herself back onto her feet. She dusted her pants, before cracking her neck a little. "Sorry about that. Again."

"Just get back to work. I expect you to manage the landing before the end of the day."

"Yes sir!"

She offered him a military salute, before running back to where she came from, not even noticing the dumbstruck Class B behind her.

Kira's training was peculiar, to say the least. She already had a good grasp of her abilities, and trained on a daily basis to grow stronger, so Aizawa had had to think a little more about what kind of hellish training he'd put her through. She already had a good stamina, her fighting skills could only improve through experience, and she often experimented with her Quirk to gain better control.

In the end, he decided to have her focus on the strength of her fire itself, its heat, and also its range. After observing her fights and usual training regimen, he had noticed that the farther away the fire was, the harder it was for Kira to control it.

Basically, she had to climb up the cliff and go stand into a circle. Once there, she had to propel herself as high as she could with her flames. Like, no height limits: literally as high as she could, with no regards for safety measures. Once she reached that height -otherwise said, until her flames could no longer reach the ground and thus support her-, she was supposed to let herself fall, and try to catch her landing thanks to the heat and the flames she could muster. However, finding the heat and then maintaining it, all the while aiming for the target at the base of the cliff, was not an easy feat.

She hadn't managed it once to be honest, and the only reason she hadn't broken something as of yet was because Ren kept stopping her falls before she could truly break something thanks to metallic bands placed all over her body, and his magnetism Quirk.

Thank God Deku isn't with me, she sweatdropped a little when thinking of the cat, who was lazing around with Pixie-Bob. He wouldn't have taken well to falling so many times.

"Ren, why didn't you catch me?" she whined once she reached the base of the cliff, where her brother was lazing off. "That's like, your only job!"

"You fell out of my range," he admitted, somewhat sheepishly. "Though I think you should focus on landing before focusing on your target, Kira. If you keep aiming without the means to achieve your goal, you'll end up hurting yourself or even other people, you know?"

"I…" She hadn't thought about that, to be honest. "Right. I guess I was too focused on succeeding. I'll get back to it!"

"You do that, kid."

Determined, the ginger started climbing the cliff once again. Her brother watched her go, a small smile lingering on his lips. She truly was an ambitious girl, but she easily lost sight of the bigger picture when she focused on those ambitions. Though, that was part of why he had asked to accompany the group for the training camp. After all, his sister needed all the support she could get.

His phone started beeping. He glanced at the receiver, a small frown gracing his face as he answered.

"What?"

"Everyone's almost here. We're ready to act."

"Tche." The white-haired man glanced around, but all of the students were utterly focused on their training and the Pro Heroes were all busy helping out Class B to start. "I told you, wait for everyone. Tomorrow night should be good enough."

"Very well. See you then."

"Don't contact me again," he spat.

His mysterious caller didn't answer, simply hanging up on him. Ren glared at his phone, before sighing heavily, and putting it back into his pocket. A flash of orange above his head made his attention snap back to Kira, who had just jumped off the cliff again. She was way off the target once more but, this time, her fall was somewhat more controlled. He still had to soften her landing, but he could see she was now starting to understand what she needed to do.

Kira… He smiled as she grinned his way, oblivious to his plight. Everything I'm doing, I'm doing for you.

Please understand that when the time comes.

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"Now, you're going to make your own food!"

The exhausted students gaped at Pixie-Bob –who had apparently taken a liking to Deku, considering she was still holding him- and Ragdoll.

"W-what?" protested Kira, before pointing an accusing finger at her brother. "Then why the hell did he come!?"

"I'm the moral support," he deadpanned.

"Like hell you are!"

"Look, if you've got enough energy to complain, then you've got enough energy to cook," scolded lightly Aizawa-sensei, pinching the bridge of his nose. "Suttoki-san is going to cook most of it, yes, but you're all going to help him. If you want food, then you'll have to make it."

"Hai…"

However, the threat heavy and their stomachs growling, the students quickly found the necessary energy to start on their supper. Ren instantly took control, directing everyone to their respective roles and, soon enough, everyone was working and even finding it in themselves to smile about it. Training had been rough, but cooking was an oddly relaxing activity.

"Ne, Kira-chan? Can you put some fire here?" called Uraraka.

"Sure thing!"

"Bakugo, use your Explosion to light it!"

"Aa? No way!" Though he did it anyway, basically exploding the oven.

"Todoroki, mind taking over?"

"Everyone, if you only rely on other people's Quirks, then you will not learn how to light a fire," sighed Yaoyorozu, herself creating a lighter.

"While you're not wrong, I think it can still be good practice," mused Kira, lighting yet another stove, just next to her. "We have to control the heat, and the size of the flame, so that we don't end up fucking things up like Spikey just did-"

"OI!"

Kira simply pulled her tongue at the bomber. Before they could get into yet another fight, though, Kirishima dragged him away while Shoto grabbed the ginger's shoulders to make her turn around and let it go.

"Stop antagonizing him," he remarked softly.

"I'm just teasing him," she rolled her eyes, somewhat amused. "What, worried he might hurt me?"

"More like worried you might hurt him," he admitted, though amusement was obvious in his eyes by then.

"I HEARD THAT, YOU HALF-N-HALF BASTARD!"

"I thought you said to stop antagonizing him?" Kira raised an eyebrow at the dual-haired boy.

He shrugged innocently, but failed to stop a small smile from spreading on his lips. Laughing, the ginger lightly punched his shoulder.

"Oi, Kira!" called Ren, farther away. "Stop flirting and get to work!"

There was a moment of silence that fell upon the whole group.

Then, the girl's cheeks turned a beat red, embarrassment clear on her face. At first startled by the unusual reaction, her classmates then started laughing, evacuating what was left of the tension accumulated during the day. She instantly hid her face behind her hands, cursing lowly under her breath.

After a moment, everyone finally managed to calm down, and returned to their work. Finally daring to look back to her friend, she was only met with a definitely amused smirk.

"Not. A. word," she warned between her teeth.

Shoto simply patted her head, before leaving to go help out one of their classmates. Groaning, the teen then quickly went to the girls' side. As soon as she got there, she was met with barely stifled laughter, to which she instantly scowled.

However, soon understanding they were just teasing her, she accepted the farce in good grace, and soon reported her full attention on preparing their supper.

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After enjoying some much needed food, the students instantly left for their rooms, ready to get some rest. However, as soon as Kira got changed, she headed out.

"Uh? Kira-chan?" blinked Yaoyorozu. "Where are you going?"

"Oh, I wanted to do some Tai-chi, like we did yesterday…" She trailed off, noticing the interest that spiked in her friends' eyes. "You guys… wanna come too?"

"HAI!"

She laughed a little at that, before gesturing for them to follow. As they made their way outside, though, they encountered none other than Class B.

"Oh, where are you guys going?" wondered Kendo, curious.

"To train, kind of. It's called Tai-chi Chuan," answered the ginger. "A Chinese martial art that relaxes the body."

"Wow, you guys sure are determined," mused Awase. "We're all dead enough as it is."

"Trust me, it'll help a lot in the morning," assured the girl. "You guys can come too, if you want. It could be fun!"

"Well…" Kendo glanced back to her fellow classmates. She knew they were all exhausted and needed their sleep, but she also knew that Class A was leaps and bounds ahead of them when it came to training. Maybe joining them for such a session would be helpful? "Well, I guess it can't do any harm. I'll come. Are you guys interested?"

In the end, half of Class B opted out, too tired to keep on moving any longer. The rest accepted, and followed them outside. As soon as they got there, Class A took their positions from yesterday, instantly confusing Class B.

"Maybe we should try mixing the classes together," proposed Shoto. "That way, they'll have a easier time following."

Everyone agreeing, they quickly moved everyone around, until each had their position. Once done, they started slowly, just like they had yesterday. The students of Class A gave some advice while they were at it and, in a matter of minutes, those of Class B had gotten the hang of it and were keeping up with them.

After around twenty minutes, they were done with the session. Feeling more relaxed than expected, their fellow students thanked them for the experience before leaving for their own room.

I was right, mused Kira as they all headed back inside. It was fun. I hope we get to do this again…

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"Don't loose focus. All of you, move faster! No matter what you're doing, you should always be aware of where you come from. That's what it means to improve. Always keep in mind why you're sweating, and why you keep getting nagged."

Kira landed on the ground, but lost focus at the last moment and ended up crashing once again. She made a few barrels, before ending up on her back, staring up at the blue, bright sky.

Where I come from…

The ginger lifted her hand, staring at the scars covering her fingers. She had decided to follow Iida's and Jiro's propositions, and stopped covering them with bandages. It was a mark she had first looked at as a weakness, but now tried to take it as an incentive to become better.

I want protect my friends and my family.

I want to help people.

She clenched her fist.

I want justice.

Exhaling deeply, she then pumped her fist into the air. Steeling her resolve once again, she then jumped back on her feet, and started making her way back to the cliff, ready to tackle her challenge once again.

"Neko, neko, neko!" Suddenly laughed Pixie-Bob, still petting Deku, and drawing everyone's attention. "More importantly, everyone… Tonight, we'll have a test of courage with the classes pitted against each other! After training hard, you can play hard! The carrot and the stick! So, do your best right now!"

"Hai!"

Test of courage, uh? Kira smiled a little. She hadn't expected the training camp to consist of such an usual camp activity. Guess it'll be interesting.

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They were finally done with training, and were working on their supper for the second time. As Kira took care of the stoves once again, though, Izuku came to her.

"Ne, Kicchan?"

"Need anything?"

"Well, I was just wondering…" He bit his lower lip, lowering his gaze. "It's about Kota-kun, you see…"

"Kota… Oh, you mean the kid who kneed you on the first day?" she recalled.

"Y-yeah…" He sweatdropped at the memory, before shaking his head. "It's just… The kid hates Heroes- I mean, he hates the whole Quirk-based superhuman society in general, and I couldn't say anything to help him. At first, I was wondering what All Might would have told him, before remembering you were actually good at this stuff too… What would you have said, Kicchan?"

"Well… I mean, I understand where you're coming from, considering I always get tangled up in messes that don't concern me," she mused. "Though I don't know him, Izuku. I don't know who he is, what his history is, what happened to him… And even then, even if I knew all of that, I'm just a stranger to him. I often let my emotions get the best of me when it comes to my precious people, you know that, but mere words can't reach out to everyone, and even less people you don't know or don't know you. I think that, in some cases, actions speak louder than words, you know?"

The green-haired boy thought over it for a moment, before nodding in agreement, and smiling at her.

"You're right. Thanks, Kicchan."

"Glad I could help," she shrugged. "Though maybe you should leave the kid alone for a while. Having complete strangers nag at you and telling you you're wrong to think the way you're thinking is just plain annoying, I'd say."

"R-right…"

"Hey! Stop slacking!" exclaimed Iida, startling them. "We have to make the best beef and potato stew there is!"

"Yes sir!" Terrified, they instantly went back to work.

An earnest Iida was not an Iida you wanted to cross.

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"Now, we've filled our bellies and washed the dishes!" exclaimed cheerfully Pixie-Bob. "Next…"

"It's time for the test of courage!" cheered Ashido.

"Yatta!"

"Before that, it pains me to say this…" The students stiffened at Aizawa-sensei's input. "But the extra-lessons group will be having class with me now."

"… YOU'VE GOTTA BE KIDDING!"

But their teacher had no pity, and thus trapped Ashido, Sato, Kirishima, Sero and Kaminari in his bandages, before dragging them away.

Poor guys…

Mindlessly scratching Deku's head –he was snuggled around her neck-, Kira soon forgot about them, though, as all of the students' attention was brought back to the current matter: the test of courage!

"Okay, so Class B will be the first to be the scarers!" announced Pixie-Bob. "Class A will leave in pairs every three minutes. There are tags with your names written on them in the middle of the route, so bring those back with you! Those being the scarers are not allowed to make direct contact. Show us how scary you are with your Quirks."

"The class that makes the most people piss their pants with creativity and imagination wins!" roared Tiger.

"Now, you'll draw lots to determine your partners!" announced the blonde.

After a few seconds, everyone had drawn. Kira stared at the number three in her hand, before looking around for her partner.

Someone tapped on her shoulder.

"Oh, Kyo-chan!" recognized the ginger, before smiling. "Déjà-vu, uh?"

"You tell me," she snorted.

They had been partnered together when they had their first practical class together, after all. However, some weren't as happy about their pairs. Shoto ended up with a pissed-off Katsuki, who apparently couldn't stand him. Mineta also tried to switch with Aoyama, who had ended up with Yaoyorozu, but failed to convince the blond boy. As for Izuku, well, he was the unfortunate one who ended up alone.

"Don't worry, Izuku," she patted his shoulder in comfort. "You'll be just fine. And if there's anything, just scream okay?"

"Right…"

"Oh, I know!" Without hesitation, she handed him Deku with a beam. "He'll go with you! That way, you won't be alone!"

The green-haired boy and the green-eyed cat stared at each other for a moment, both startled by the ginger's sudden proposal, before the animal suddenly licked his nose and snuggled into his arms. That earned a small laugh from Kira as Izuku smiled a little.

"Thanks, Kicchan."

"Sure thing!"

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"Alright, third team, it's your turn!" suddenly exclaimed Pixie-Bob. "Jiro-Kitty, Fiery-Kitty, go!"

"Hai~!"

Waving to their friends, the girls then entered the forest. Barely a few steps inside, and they were instantly caught in almost complete darkness, with only the moon and the stars to light their way.

"Ye-ArK! Ye-ArK!"

"Eep!" Jiro jumped a little, before hiding her face. "Oh God…"

"You don't like scary things, do you, Kyo-chan?"

"Really not…" groaned the purple-haired girl.

"Aww, don't worry!" The ginger swung an arm around her shoulders in comfort, beaming. "I'll protect you from the bad guys hiding in the dark~"

That earned a small laugh from the girl, who leaned a little closer to her friend. Kira apparently wasn't aware of it, but she had a body temperature much hotter than normal, and the heat was comforting, in a way.

A few seconds later, another screech echoed. Jiro gasped, tensing, and Kira tightened her grasp around her shoulders.

"Hey, I'm here, don't worry so much," she tried to reassure her. "In the end, it's only Class B that's trying to scare us, you know?"

Seeing as the other girl obviously wasn't about to be convinced so easily, Kira extended her palm forward and created a small ball of fire. Floating above her open hand, the light wasn't bright enough to fully light their path, but it was enough to make Jiro focus on it rather than their surroundings. After a few more minutes during which nothing happened, the purple-haired girl started to relax.

Suddenly, an head popped from the ground.

"Gah!" Jiro fell on her rear, eyes wide.

"Holy shit!" gasped Kira, surprised. Then, their scarer fully came out of the ground, making her laugh. "Damn, that scared me. You're good!"

"Thank you," nodded quietly the other student, Kodai Yui.

"Wow, that was an awesome reaction," snickered suddenly Honenuki Juzo, in the bushes.

"Well, it was an awesome scare," shrugged Kira, helping Jiro up.

"Thanks!" grinned Kendo, hiding on the other side of the road. "Though you guys got to keep going now, or the next group will catch up with you."

"Right. See you guys later!"

"Have fun, girls!"

They left the three students behind, pursing on their way.

"You okay, Kyo-chan?"

"Y-yeah, they just scared me…"

"Well, that's kind of the point," joked the ginger. "But anyway, we should get to the half of the track soon enough, by now. Are you still good or do you want to take a break?"

"No, I'm fine. Plus, if we stop now, the fourth group will catch up with us and we'll end up messing up with the game," she pointed out, rubbing her arms.

"Oh, you're cold?" The fiery teen blinked in realization. She instantly took off her jacket, offering it to her friend. "Here, take it."

"W-wait, won't you be cold?" protested the purple-haired girl.

"Nan, I don't get cold easily," she chuckled. "Don't worry about me."

"A-alright, then…" As soon as she put on the jacket, Jiro let out a small sigh of content. The jacket was very warm, considering who was wearing it a few seconds earlier, and extremely comfortable too. "Thanks, Kira."

"No problem."

"Everyone's here."

"Then go."

"Roger."

Well, that's that for the second part of the Training Camp Arc. If any of you are confused about Kira's training, don't hesitate to ask your questions, and I'll do my best to explain it.

The poll concerning the pairing of this story is still up! In fact, I've decided that I'd leave it open until the end of the third season. And, just so you know, Kira/Shoto is a great deal in the lead right now! Though don't worry, Kira/Katsuki shippers, their time will come too ;-)

I love you guys! Keep reviewing, it really makes me happy!

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