Back at it again with another chapter, got the writing bug hard, so I decided to just not stop until my body forces me to do so. For those of you wondering, I have a Tumblr that I post on, usually me talking about my writing process, my inability to draw faces, and my utter distaste of somethings that I most likely don't fully understand. It's Teneani's Funhouse, check it out if you feel like reading shit that some white nearly-twenty-year-old complaining about shit, cause that's probably the bulk of my posts.

Now, before everything else, I wanted to say that chapters may be coming a bit later for a little while. My laptop kinda just exploded, so I'm having to write exclusively through my desktop which is gonna make the process a bit slower than usual. I should still keep on schedule, but I wanted to go ahead and say this, just in case. Fortunately, I have a new one coming in this Wednesday, so there's that. Figures that as soon as I get a new mouse that doesn't royally fuck with my PC, my laptop shits the bed.

In all seriousness, I plan on using that to get this story out there. I originally started this to practice writing in ways I hadn't done before, but I think I'm probably going to finish this story at the very least. I'd feel kinda shitty, especially considering that some of you like it for some reason. Though, speaking of shit that's probably making me fail my classes, I just got caught up with the anime, and Jesus fucking Christ. Like, the DekuBaku Battle was cool as shit, but do you anime-only nerds even fucking know about the hype train ya'll are stepping in front of? Cause, believe me, that's a bigass fucking train.

Reviews:

TuryA: I hold a lot of respect for people who take it upon themselves to learn multiple languages, especially when they come from the non-English-speaking side of things, and I certainly understand the needing help. If you ever feel bad about it, just remember that most native English speakers don't have a very good grasp on it. If you ever need help on using English for writing, I'd suggest getting Grammarly. Hell, even I use it to correct spelling and punctuation mistakes.

Secondly, my current idea is for Yuki and Mineta to act more friendly with each other than anything else, possibly becoming an honorary member of the Pervert Coalition once he realizes and accepts his feelings for Kyoka, but I also kind of like the idea of him being the Pervert Coalition's foil by utilizing his secret, second quirk, "Respecting Women". Who knows?

Lastly, thanks for liking it. I was a bit on the fence on having Yuki beat a villain on his own, but considering his quirk compared to his opponent, I couldn't think of a way for him to lose. I'm trying to keep a good balance between all of what this story it, trying to keep interactions fluid and realistic is one of the things that I've wanted to focus on once I started this story. If only this site let me pick more than two genres, it'd be under most everything.

Asher919: My plan is to try to fit the OVA stuff where I can, so don't worry about that. I feel like, considering he was mostly training his durability, Yuki would probably be the most capable to take a hit without using his quirk, and would be right below Kirishima in terms of durability.

beenjammin0421: I have read Toriko a bit, but I kinda let go of it once I discovered MHA. I already kind of have an idea for how Yuki's attacks and naming will work. For the most part, I plan to name them based off of tools and later, actual weapons, with the tools being his current technique list (ie.: Jackhammer, Drill, Nailgun, etc.), and actual weaponry being his movelist after an event later down the line (ie.:Sword, Halberd, Spear, etc.)

Lelouch of Zero: Thanks, I'm trying to make Yuki feel like more of an actual character, rather than an OC. Most of the time with a story like this, I feel, people make their OC kind of bland and either focus on how the OC reacts to an event, or they focus on how everyone else reacts to the OC, but I try to keep a good sense of both sides of that coin. It's the main reason why I decided to have this story focus on multiple perspectives, rather than simply focussing on either Yuki, Jirou, or the other characters I plan to write in the perspective of. I tried to make Yuki be the kind of person that Jirou can bounce off of, and vice versa. And let me tell you if you like seeing Yuki's quirk in action, then you'll be happy with how this chapter goes.

one step behind: Thanks for the review. I'm trying to keep the interactions as natural as possible, considering the types of personalities that Yuki and Kyoka have. While it's rare to see an OC/Jirou story, it feels even more rare to see one with good pacing. It's almost always either the two characters already being in a relationship, or the two getting hit by "Love At First Sight" Syndrom. I did consider just putting either Shinso or another OC in the class to make an even 22, but the extra work wouldn't have been the issue, as will be evidenced in this chapter, I have no issue when it comes to making new characters.

Instead, it's because I personally feel doing so would've drawn too much attention away from the main crux of the story, AKA, Yuki Futeki and his interactions with the class, Jirou in particular. Don't worry too much about originality in this story. Every gig even we see in both the anime and manga are usually from Midoriya's perspective. Yuki isn't just going to be playing the part of Midoriya's third person storyteller, which is why you usually see very little of Yuki interacting with Midoriya in the bigger moments, like the quirk apprehension test and the battle trial today. I also plan on going a bit more in-depth on some of the class days we see very little of, and I'm using an (unofficial) timeline to keep myself on track. And if you're really hurting for some out-of-Midoriya's-view stuff, then you'll probably like this chapter. I'll probably check out your story at some point before posting this chapter as well, given the lack of them.

Josuke21: When it came to Monoma, I feel like having someone around him who could legitimately kick his ass six ways to Sunday would probably make him less of a festering douche, so you'll probably see a more non-douchey Monoma in this story. What happened with Ojiro is sad, true, but I feel like this was for the best. He's, unfortunately, a part of a little six-man group of class 1-A students that I personally refer to as the "Hasn't Fucking Done Anything" squad. This squad features Ojiro, Koda, Sato, Sero, and Hagakure. These five are a part of this group because it seems like Horikoshi doesn't really want to do much of anything with them. Ojiro's biggest achievements so far have been getting fucked in the battle trial by Todoroki, forfeiting his spot in the sports festival, and warning Midoriya about Shinso's quirk (which didn't actually do anything). Koda joined with Jirou to beat Present Mic, but that was anime only, as was Sato's only big moment, being him losing his exam alongside Kirishima. Sero's crowning achievement is getting mega-fucked by Todoroki in the sports festival, and Hagakure's biggest moments is getting beaten by Todoroki alongside Ojiro, and then being in the same place as the icy boi when he shitmixed a bunch of villains by himself during the USJ incident. It's really sad that these characters could probably be written great, but it seems that they're not really getting much. I do plan on doing more with Koda, Sato, and Hagakure, so there's something, I guess.

Villainous Yuki and The Dorky Dojo

Kyoka P.O.V.

Classes at U.A. were way less exciting than I had expected. It was the second day of school, and the first day in which we were to attend actual classes, but I was expecting way more… heroic stuff. Granted, it wasn't even noon yet, but the last thing I expected to do today was get taught English by Present Mic.

"All right, class, tell me where the mistake is in the next example…" Said the loud hero. Unfortunately, since most of us weren't very enthusiastic, to say the least, the hero proceeded to yell out, "Hey, everybody! Look alive! GRAMMAR RULES"

At noon, we go to eat lunch at the cafeteria, where the food is both good and dirt cheap, much to the happiness of Futeki-san. "Cheapskate."

"What, I don't exactly get much in terms of income. My sensei doesn't exactly pay me that much, so I need to make my money last."

Fortunately, once lunch is over, the hero basic training can begin. As we sat in our classroom awaiting the beginning of class, Futeki-san asked, "So, what are you expecting for our first day?"

Thinking for I bit, I said, "Probably a basic workout to get us started."

"I hope not," he responded, "after that 'Quirk Assessment' yesterday, I kinda want some action."

From outside of the classroom, I heard a muffled but still very loud "I… AM… HERE!" This was quickly followed by the Number One Hero himself, All Might, bursting through the doorway in a stance similar to what one would give before performing a swan dive, and he yelled, "Coming through the door like a normal person!" This was followed by the entire class loudly nerding out, save for Futeki-san, that Bakugo guy, and myself, though I was kind of nerding out on the inside. I mean, how could I not? "Foundational Hero Studies! For this class, we'll be building up your hero foundation through various trials! Let's jump right in with this!" Pulling out a card from the desk that had BATTLE written on it, All Might announced "THE TRIAL OF BATTLE!"

"Called it!" Futeki-san said, grinning smugly at me.

"And to go with your first battle… We've prepared the gear we had you send in requests to match your quirks!" The Number One Hero said this as several panels in the wall came out, revealing several numbered boxes for each panel which held our hero costumes in them. All might then said, "Get changed, and we'll be ready to go! Everyone gather at Ground Beta! The garb you bring into the battlefield is vitally important, boys and girls!"

As All Might started to the door, he stopped, looked back to us, and said, "And don't forget! From here on out, you're all officially Heroes!"

After grabbing my costume, I made my way to the locker rooms to go and change into my costume. The costume consisted of a black leather jacket which stopped at my midriff, along with a salmon-colored shirt with a couple rips at the collar and the bottom, black pants, and a pair of boots which had stereos built in which were made specially to work with my quirk. My costume also came with a pair of white fingerless gloves, a black choker, and the look was completed by a red triangle painted under each eye.

Exiting the changing room, I noticed that Futeki-san had come out at the same time and holy hell, is his costume a bit risqué. His costume consisted of a red leather vest which was open from the lower chest up and had black accents on the edges of it around the zipper, collar, armholes, entry hole, and on the top of his shoulder to connect the collar and armholes. Yuki also wore a pair of pants which had the exact opposite color scheme of the jacket. He had a black sleeve elbow guard and metallic bracer on each arm, which were not connected, and each bracer connected to a black fingerless glove. His legs followed the same pattern as his arms, each leg having metallic shin guards which led into black steel-soled boots, and kneepads not connected to them. Completing the look for him was a red mask that covered the area from the upper half of his face to the bottom of his forehead.

Overall, the costume worked quite well for him, giving him quite the intimidating appearance while also looking nice, but I couldn't help but stare a bit at uncovered portions of his costume, specifically his arms and chest. Since the vest was only zipped up to the beginning of his upper chest, it left a 'V' shaped view of his chest, and it also gave a pretty nice view of his arms. "So, what do you think?" I heard Futeki-san say, breaking me from my stupor, only to blush as I realized I had been staring.

Fighting said blush down, I looked to the side. "Looks a bit scary, you sure you're a hero?"

"I dunno, I think so." He said, and I could almost hear his grin in his voice. As he started walking to the exit and into Ground Beta, he turned his head to look back at me, saying, "Oh, and if you're wondering, I think your costume looks pretty cute."

Now my face was really red, and I couldn't help but be stunned a bit speechless.

Yuki P.O.V.

What the fuck was that? Why was that one of the things that my mouth couldn't filter out? I mean, yeah, the costume looked nice, but usually, I wouldn't let out any comments about such a thing. Fortunately, I made my exit before she could recover and ask what that was about because I didn't know the answer myself.

Letting out a sigh, I made it to the entrance to Ground Beta. As I entered, I looked around, noticing a few people were already there. There was the pink girl, Ashido, who wore the kind of costume that I feel was kind of inspired by the Midnight philosophy, as well as the bird dude, Tokoyami, and some guy who looked like he was trying to cosplay as a mecha. All Might was also there, obviously, but it took a while for everyone else to show up.

After a while, everyone else was here, the last person being Midoriya, but I couldn't take his costume very seriously. He looked like a big green rabbit. As he entered, All Might began to inform us about what we'd be doing. Pulling out a bin that said Lots on it, we were told to draw out our lots to see which team we'd be a part of. Pulling out my own, an "H", I tried to find my partner, who turned out to be Tokoyami.

Moving towards him, I said, "Hey there. Looks like we're a team," and I offered him a handshake.

Taking it, we shook. "By our powers combined, we will not fall," the bird-faced boy said, darkly.

Looking around, it seems that everyone else had found their teammates as well. Bakugo being matched with the mecha, who had taken off his helmet to reveal himself to be Iida, forming Team "D". Midoriya got paired with Uraraka, forming Team A. The ice guy, Todoroki, was paired with the multi-arms guy, Shoji to form Team B. Yaoyorozu was unfortunate enough to be paired with the purple ball kid, Mineta, forming Team C. The rock guy, who I think was called Koda, was paired with the really big dude, Sato to make up Team F. Ashido ended up teamed with the sparkly dude who's smile kinda creeped me out, Aoyama to make up Team E. The guy with weird arms, Sero, and Kirishima were teamed up as well to make Team J. The frog girl, Asui, and the invisible girl, Hagakure, made up Team I. The one I was paying the most attention to for more than obvious reasons, however, was Team G, which was made up of Jirou and another guy who's hero costume nearly matched up perfectly with her own, Kaminari.

Kaminari was one of the more interesting students in this class to me for a multitude of reasons, the most obvious being his quirk, which apparently has something to do with electricity. What that something is, I don't know, since he was in a different testing group, and he didn't use it during the quirk apprehension test at all.

As we found our teams, All Might reached into two other boxes, one being dark and saying Villain, and the other being light and saying Hero. "And the first two pairs to do combat will be the following!" He then pulled out a palm-sized ball from each box, the hero one having an A, and the villain one having a D. At the sight of this, Bakugo gained a manic smile, but Midoriya, Uraraka, and even his partner, Iida, held looks of terror.

"This is going to end badly," I said, leaning over to Jirou.

"Agreed. I don't know what happened between them, but the Bakugo-san is a foe to be reckoned with," Tokoyami said, apparently having heard me. Afterward, All Might pulled out more pairs of the balls, each pair deciding which teams would face off. The second battle would be Team B vs Team I, followed by Team C vs Team E, Team F vs Team J, which left Team H and Team G to be the last fight.

"Aw man, we gotta fight those two?" I heard Kaminari say.

"I'll go easy on you if you want," I said, trying to keep a straight face so that he wouldn't feel the dishonesty behind it.

Apparently, Jirou could tell. "No you won't, and even if you had planned on it, I don't want you to."

"Good, because I plan to make this your first test," I said, smirking.

Kaminari couldn't have looked more confused, saying, "Wait, what are you two talking about? What test?"

Jirou and I both ignored him as we stared the other down. Challengingly, she asked, "and if I win?"

"Well," I started, thinking for a moment, "You won't win, but on the off-chance that you scrape a victory out from under me, I'll buy dinner for the first month of training."

Holding out her hand, she said, "Deal."

Shaking it and only having a passing thought about how soft her hand was, I said, "C'mon, we should watch the match, this one's gonna be pretty heated."

Fortunately, no one died. Though, I'm not entirely sure if that was the intention of the angry blond. If it weren't for Midoriya's analytical mind, it probably would've been some kind of bloodbath. As soon as the match started, Bakugo had raced off from his position to find the Midoriya and Uraraka, hitting them with an ambush. This led to a fight between the two while Uraraka went to go and find the bomb. For most of the fight, Midoriya didn't use his quirk, mostly relying on his speed and wit to get him out of trouble.

Unfortunately, Bakugo cornered him, and let out an explosion big enough to nearly level the whole fucking building. After that, the ass started to brutalize Midoriya with an efficiency that I would've found impressive if it wasn't one of my friends he was doing it to. At the last minute, Midoriya managed to get some space, and they began yelling at each other again, quickly followed by a charge at each other, which was nearly stopped by All Might before Midoriya pulled one of his little tricks, redirecting his punch into an uppercut directed at the ceiling, which seemed to coincide directly with where Iida and Uraraka were.

The sheer force of the punch was enough to break apart most of the building, giving the gravity girl enough debris to use as a weapon to distract Iida long enough for her to float over to the bomb, winning the match. In the end, Midoriya was taken to Recovery Girl, Iida and Uraraka were fine, and Bakugo held a look of pure confusion and disappointment.

The next battle was much less of a fight, being between Team B as the heroes and Team I as villains. This time, the guy with a boiler suit and ice covering half of his body just had his teammate get out of the way and then froze the whole fucking building walked in to claim his prize. The difference in strength between Todoroki and the rest of the class must be fucking immense.

The rest of the trials went pretty tame compared to those two, with Team C beating Team E, and Team J beating Team F. Finally, the last trial was coming up, so Tokoyami and I had to go and get in to position, since we were playing the part of the villains in this trial. As we got to the top floor, Tokoyami and I began to formulate a strategy.

"Alright," I started, "what can you do, Tokoyami-san? I remember seeing your name on the top ten when I got my acceptance thingie, and I'm pretty sure I saw you during the practical, but I never got a chance to see you in action."

"Well," the deep-voiced boy said, followed by his shadow moving from its position under his cloak to look at me, "I can do this."

The dark apparition waved with the closest thing a bird face can manage to a smile. "Hey there, big guy. I'm broody's quirk, Dark Shadow. Nice to meetcha." The shadowy figure held out its hand, and I shook it.

"Nice to meet you too, spooky. So, what can you do, exactly?" I asked. On the outside, I don't think he could notice, but internally, I was kinda freaking out. This isn't the type of thing you see every day.

"Well, since you asked nicely, I'll tell you," Dark Shadow started, eagerly. "I act as bird-boy's main form of both attack and defense since he can't really do much without me. I have claws that're pretty sharp, but I'm not that strong right now."

"Oh?" This little guy seemed pretty interesting.

Tokoyami took the reigns this time, saying, "What Dark Shadow means, is that at this time of day, we aren't at our full strength. Dark Shadow gains more and more power the less light there is in the area. This means that we are at our full strength at night, though, it is harder to control at that time as well."

The lightbulb in my head turned on, and I spoke. "In that case, I think I've got an idea."

Kyoka P.O.V.

"So," I started, "what is your quirk, Kaminari-san?"

We were in the prep phase still, which gave both teams enough time to formulate a plan. No doubt, the other team had an idea going in, and they were both in the top ten during the entrance exam, Futeki-san being in the second spot even. This meant that we'd need one ten times better to match them.

"Not much to match up against our opponents, I can tell you that much. All I got is the ability to emit electricity. Usually, I can keep it around my body as a kind of protective aura, but if it comes down to it, I can shoot it out." The blond-haired boy scratched the back of his head.

"That sounds pretty good if you ask me."

Letting out a sigh, Kaminari-san put a hand into his pocket and shrugged. "It's cool at first glance, but at higher voltages, I can't really control it, the electricity just shoots off wherever it wants. Even worse, when I do shoot it out, I lose consciousness and become unable to fight."

"Don't count yourself out. I fought with Tokoyami-san during the Entrance Exam, and from what he told me, he deals pretty badly with light, and Futeki-san told me himself that he deals worst with electricity, so he'll be more wary of you than he would with someone like me."

"Yeah, but even if he deals the worst with electricity, he still is less affected by it than the average person because of his energy absorption quirk. Not to mention, have you looked at the guy? I'm pretty sure he could rip me in half. He's even bulkier than that Bakugo guy, and you saw how scary he was." Kaminari-san looked legitimately frightened.

"Keep whining, that'll solve your problems," I said with some bite. "Don't worry too much, Bakugo is crazy, but Futeki-san might as well be a really big puppy. Sure, the guy can fight, but he won't go out of his way to break anything like Bakugo. Besides... We can take them."

It took a minute or two for Kaminari-san to break out of his shock. "This about that 'test' thing you guys were talking about? Cause if so, I don't plan on letting you fight him alone."

"Then," I started, "he might go out of his way to cause bodily harm. To beat him, we'll need a plan, so listen up."

As I finished telling him the plan, the buzzer went off, signaling the end of the planning phase. Hearing Kaminari-san let out a gulp, I made my way to the side of the building, and stabbed a jack into it to listen for where our opponents were. "Okay, both of them are standing still. Tokoyami-san is on the top floor, most likely with the bomb. Futeki-san, on the other hand, is on the third, most likely waiting for us."

Getting in through the second story window, I helped Kaminari-san in, and we walked to the stairs. As we made it, however, I heard movement above us. Looking up, I watched in panic as the ceiling collapsed in. Kaminari-san tackled me out of the way, and the one who caused the collapse was revealed to be Futeki-san. He was crouched, with his back towards us, and he began to stand. As he did' I started to realize the difference in size between us as he stood to his full height, and turned around.

"Thought I heard a couple of rats break open a window, and here you are." He said. Futeki-san's face was the most disconcerting thing about this. Gone was his usual kind smile, replacing it was a dark, scowling look. "Honestly, I was expecting you to give up on this little fool's errand, considering the difference in our power. Do you honestly think you can be heroes with quirks like yours?"

Oh, I get it now, he's playing his part. A villain, a malicious one at that. "You think we can't take someone like you?" I asked, taking a fighting stance.

"Yeah," Kaminari joined me, taking his own stance, "We could probably take you with an arm behind our back, each!"

"Oh?" He said, darkly, and put a hand in his pocket. "Good answer," his previous blank look turned to a smile, but not a familiar one. This smile was filled with malice. "I love it when prey fights back. Come at me then, little mice, and show me what a couple of wimpy heroes like you can do!"

Surprisingly, Kaminari-san was the first to jump in to fight, charging electricity around his right arm for a punch and running straight at Futeki-san. Unfortunately, Futeki-san saw it coming from a mile away and dodged to the left side faster than Kaminari-san could notice, and delivering a spin kick to the back of the boy's head. Before Kaminari-san could fall, Futeki-san pivoted using a short burst of energy from the offending leg. The superior fighter then grabbed the collar of Kaminari-san's jacket, and, using his other leg as a pivot, slammed the blond head first into the floor, the poor boy bouncing off of the reinforced flooring.

This time, I ran at him, using one of my jacks to move Kaminari-san out of the way so he could recover, and the other one to vault off of the ground and dropkick the larger boy, hitting him straight in the chest, but not knocking him down. Landing in a roll to keep my momentum, I tried to elbow Futeki-san, but he dodged out of the way, pushing my elbow away. Suddenly, I felt a blast hit me in the ribs and flew into a wall. Looking back to where it came from, I saw the lingering red energy escaping from Futeki-san's hand.

"Didn't know you could do that," I said with a cough.

"They're not as strong as Bakugo's blasts, and the initial attack doesn't do anything but push someone away, but going at that speed into a reinforced concrete wall can't feel too good, can it?" He responded darkly.

"Well, since you showed me yours..." I said, distracting him long enough for me to plug my jacks into my boots. "... It's only fair for me to show you mine!" I yelled and sent the sound of my heartbeat through the boots, which blasted Futeki-san hard enough for him to fall over, but he managed to roll back to his feet, jumping at me as he blasted energy from his back, tackling me to the ground with a growl. Rolling, I jabbed a jack into his ear to paralyze him for a bit, giving me enough time to get away from him. I dragged Kaminari-san, but we didn't make it two steps closer to the stairs before Futeki-san had blasted himself to be between us and them.

"What, did you think I was done!?" He yelled, maniacally, laughing as he began glowing with red energy surrounding him.

Yuki P.O.V.

This was pretty difficult. Not only did I have to keep up my villainous persona, but I found myself pulling my punches against Jirou. Usually, I was all for punching a friend. Eh, probably because she's a girl. That sonic blast thing she had done had charged me up pretty good, so I was above 100% right now, meaning they were probably getting a bit intimidated by the aura. Can't blame them. Before I figured out how to expel energy, I thought I was some kind of demon.

I heard Kaminari whisper to himself, saying, "What the hell is this guy? A monster?"

"A monster?" I growled, "I am no monster... I'm the devil himself, here to collect the sin from your bones!" I screamed maniacally, "Hahaha! C'mon then, show me what you can do, dammit!" Throwing my arms to my side, it was as if I had invited them to a free hit on me as I charged up energy into my fists.

This time around, Jirou and Kaminari charge me at the same time, Jirou with here jacks plugged into each boot, and Kaminari covering his arms and legs with electricity. Before I got hit, however, Jirou yelled out loudly, yelling "NOW!" She then took out a jack from her left boot, coiling it around a pipe from the hole I made, and swung on it, delivering a jumping kick to the side of my head. At the same time, Kaminari ducked to the left, punching me in the opposite side of my head.

At the moment both attacks connected, the two of them activated their quirks, the sonic and electrical energy slamming into my head at the same time as I found my vision blur a bit. Shit, I can't move, so I can't stop Kaminari from taping me up. Fortunately, I was still able to see enough, and I could see where Jirou was standing. Right by the doorway to the stairs.

"Now, Dark Shadow!" I yelled, right before the tape touched me, signaling for the sentient quirk to pull the only real trick I had thought of. Before either of them could figure out what was happening, a large dark hand had come from the darkness that enveloped the stairwell, and it threw the capture tape on to Jirou before going back from once it came.

"In that case, I think I've got an idea," I said, catching Tokoyami's attention. "I'll wait on the third floor, since neither of them can make it any higher than that, and you wait on the stairwell leading to the next floor."

"I see," the beaked boy said, contemplating, "I'll be able to retaliate at the last second if you get captured."

"Exactly, whoever goes through the door first, throw my capture tape at them using Dark Shadow," I motioned to the ghostly quirk, "That guarantees you a two on one if I manage to fuck up. Then you can just retreat to the top floor, where you'll be your strongest."

"An interesting proposition, Futeki-san. I did not believe you to be much of a planner, but that sounds fairly feasible. I will do it."

As Jirou tried to wrestle herself away from the tape, Kaminari finished taping me up. As he did, we all heard All Might say, "Young Futeki has been eliminated, Young Jirou has been eliminated."

"Does that mean I win?" I heard Jirou ask from the door.

"He did say my name first... Alright, you win." I said with a bit of a chuckle.

"Will both of you shut it, now I have to figure out how to beat that guy!" Kaminari exclaimed. My vision was starting to clear up, and I could see the young man's lip quivering. He was afraid.

Letting out a much more normal laugh, I looked down at him, and said, "Hey, don't worry about it. The more you worry, the lower your chances of beating him."

"The hell are you talking about?" Kaminari asked, slamming me against a wall.

Smirking down at him, and looking at the blond haired boy in the eyes, I spoke softly. "I can't just tell you everything, can I?" In response, he threw me down to the ground and started walking away. "Wait!" I called out to him, and he stopped while in the doorway but didn't turn to face me. "I will tell you one thing. He may be strong, hell, I'd say that, as he is now, he's three times as strong as me. That being said, with your power, you stand the best chance of taking him down. Be careful and fight smart, and you might just have a chance."

Without turning around, Kaminari began walking again. "Thanks," he said, giving a wave with only one of his hands.

There was silence as he left, and Jirou and I both crawled our way to the wall by the doorway. Once comfortably sitting with both of our backs against the wall, I took notice that Jirou was shaking, but I couldn't see her face from my position next to her. The second Kaminari was out of listening distance based off of his steps, Jirou started snickering, which transformed to a laugh. She couldn't cover her hand with her mouth, so it was coming out at full force, and I couldn't help but join her.

"W-what the h-hell was that there?" The girl asked, trying her best to keep her laughter down, but failing. "Why were you dorks so serious?"

"What can I say? We had to play the part," I said, my own laughter being more of a chuckle, "if you're wondering, both Tokoyami-san and I are doing this kind of performance. We started acting in character the second the trial started."

"What was your character supposed to be? Some kind of deluded maniac?"

"Close. I was supposed to be a hero-turned-villain through means of insanity, which was caused by a villain-turned-boss using his powers to show me my greatest nightmares on a loop or over a year," I said, setting the stage, "eventually, I broke. This led to me becoming filled with nothing but a need to grow stronger, and a love for violence."

"Huh, cool."

"Now, just to wait for Tokoyami-san to win."

Jirou laughed, saying, "Didn't you say Kaminari-san could win if he fought smart?"

"Did he give the impression of someone who does anything smart?"

After about a minute of small talk, we heard the buzzer go off, signaling the end of the combat trial, which was quickly followed by All Might's voice. "Villain Team WIIIN!"

"About time," Jirou said.

"What?" I said with mock sadness, "Am I bad company?"

"Not particularly. My leg was starting to fall asleep."

After another half hour of review, we were allowed to leave, but most of the class decided to wait for Midoriya's return, Jirou and I, on the other hand, decided to go on ahead and begin training. She had gotten permission from her parents, so today would be the first day of training. "So," Jirou started, questioningly, "when will these sessions be in the long run?"

"Well," I said, scratching the back of my head as we walked from the train station, "I was thinking that, since we start today, we make it an 'every other day', kind of thing. This'll keep you on your toes, but keep you from getting too exhausted at the same time. Oh, here we are." We were in front of the dojo. Walking through the front door, I allowed Jirou to take in the sights while I went to talk to the master, who I assumed to be in his office.

Looking around, I noticed that there was an Eighth Star, Sasaki, I think, who was training the Fifth Stars. That isn't right. On Tuesdays, the Fifth Stars are supposed to be trained by... "I was wondering when you'd get here, you lazy oaf." I heard from my left as I passed by the storage closet. Jumping to my right, I managed to dodge the old man's cane before it could hit. What I hadn't accounted for Old Man Seijou to use the cane as a pole, vaulting over it in an attempt to deliver a spin kick to my head.

Backflipping away, I caught the cane as he thrust it towards me, then used the momentum to retaliate with a spinning back fist, which he managed to catch. Noticing an unfamiliar amount of weight held in my right hand, I let go of the cane, jumping above the punch he had aimed at my unprotected ribs, and using his head as a pivot, I jumped over the elderly martial artist, only to receive a kick to the stomach which sent me flying into the wall. "Ow. Ok, ok. You win, old man."

Kyoka P.O.V.

"The hell?" I said. From what I've seen and heard from the guy, Futeki-san is one of the best hand-to-hand fighters I've seen, and this old dude just kicked his ass without even using his quirk.

"You must be new here," I heard a younger voice say from beside me. Looking for the source, I saw a boy, probably around seven or eight years old, in a martial arts uniform which had five stars on a badge attached to the chest of the uniform. The kid had short dark brown hair, large green eyes, and was smiling as if he hadn't just seen a fight break out in the dojo.

"Of course she's new here, doofus," another voice said, this one belonging to a girl with light blue hair, skin which held a darker shade of blue, and large red eyes. She was younger than the boy, probably closer to four or five, but she wore a uniform as well, this one also having five stars. "Sento-sensei told us about it just yesterday, someone matching the way she looks is getting special, one-on-one training from Nii-san, and I don't see anyone else here with two audio cords coming from their ears, do you?"

"Oh yeah, I remember now," the older boy said, his smile nearly glowing, "nice to meetcha, ma'am. I'm Yusha Sento," at that, the boy held out his hand. Crouching down to eye level and taking his hand, we shook, and I looked at the girl, expecting her to introduce herself, but she just pouted.

"Oi," I heard Futeki-san say from behind me, "C'mon, Mizu-chan, don't be rude." Futeki-san crouched down next to her, and put a head on her head, "now, introduce yourself, and maybe I'll talk to the old man about getting you an early shot at your next rank. I do remember you saying something about getting bored with beating up Cho-kun."

Letting out a puff of breath, the little girl looked at me with a much weaker pout. "My name is Mizuna Unabara, but you shall only refer to me as Unabara-senpai or Unabara-sama."

"You and I both know that we don't use those here, Mizu-chan," Futeki-san said, giving her a strong poke in the forehead, which made her rub her head. "If you want her to use those kindsa words, then I'll tell everyone to not answer to your 'Nii-san's or 'Ne-san's when you call to them, you and I both know how many of them'll listen."

"But Nii-san!"

"No 'but's. Now be nice," Futeki-san, not acting very strict with the girl, "besides, you two'll get to know each other pretty well today. Old Man Seijou says that he wants to make sure I'm still a cut above everyone else here, so you two get to join the rest of the Fifth Stars in a little mock battle with me out back. Quirks allowed for you, but not for me."

"Alright!" Sento-san exclaimed as he ran outside, quickly followed by Unabara-san, and then everyone else.

Futeki-san then turned to me, saying, "We'd better hurry. You're about to see a rare moment of distress in me, and I can tell that you won't want to miss it. I'm gonna go change, so you go on ahead, alright?" He then bolted up the stairs before I could respond, and I went through the back exit, coming into a large backyard.

"So, you must be the girl who caught my star pupil's eye, eh?" I heard the voice of an elderly man from behind me as I stared at the ring. Turning to face him, I was greeted with the sight of the very same older man who had attacked Futeki-san when we first arrived.

Now that he was standing still, I was able to get a better look at the man who had bested my friend without even using his quirk. He was tall, for starters. Not quite as tall as All Might, but he was much taller than he had looked when jumping around Futeki-san like a rabid baboon. The man was probably somewhere around 200 cm. (6'7"). While he was tall, he was also quite thin. Not as thin as Sero-san, but still pretty thin. He had long, light grey hair pulled back into a long ponytail in the same way as Futeki-san, though his was much longer, coming down to the middle of his back, and he also sported an English-style mustache. His uniform also had a badge, but this one held nine stars which were arranged in a circle, surrounding a much larger tenth star. His uniform was black, with gold trimmings and a black belt with golden trimmings. In his right hand, he held a cane which seemed to have the image of a tiger's head as the handle. All around, this old man had this feeling of strength radiating from him, and it was now somewhat easier to understand how he had so readily kicked Futeki-san's ass.

"And you're the guy who kicked the crap out of Futeki-san, right?" I asked. "I assume that makes you his master."

"While you are correct about my identity, never make assumptions, my dear. Assumptions are based only on your senses, and in this day and age, you should never trust those." The man said in response. "Allow me to introduce myself. I am Seijou Sento. I noticed you speaking with Mizu-chan and Yusha-kun, so you may have already noticed, but I prefer to keep an air of informality here. In this day and age, those of us who rely on our physical strength must focus less on formality, and more on strengthening our body and soul."

"Is that why Futeki-san calls you Old Man Seijou?" I asked jokingly, though this only drew a sigh from the older man.

"No," he started, making a face, "he calls me that because he knows that I don't like being called old."

"Maybe stop being so old then!" I heard from above us. Looking up, as did my friend's master, and as did the rest of those in the yard. What we saw was Futeki-san, wearing a crimson version of the standard uniform used at the dojo, though the sleeves seemed to have been ripped off completely, and his, like Sento-san's, held nine stars in a circle, but no tenth. He also wore black wrist wraps and a pair of black martial arts shoes, and he was standing on the roof, though not for long, as he proceeded to jump from his spot, using the heads of those watching him, Sento-sensei's included, to hop to the circle. As he landed, Futeki-san crossed his arms and blasted all of the dust he had kicked up away by firing his energy, what I assume to be all of it, outwards.

"Now, C'mon, old man," Futeki-san yelled, not even taking a battle-ready pose. "Show me what these new-bloods' got that their Nii-san doesn't!"

And another chapter is done, sorry for the cliffhanger, but this one was starting to get a bit longer than I wanted. Don't want my standards to raise too much. Need to keep these chapters manageable on a weekly basis. Thanks again for reading, hopefully, my new laptop will come in sooner rather than late. I lose way too many ideas writing exclusively on my PC. Next chapter, we'll focus more on the battle between Yuki and the two-star martial artists, as well as some more emotional shit from both Yuki and Kyoka. I have already finished it, but it's nice to have a buffer zone, so you still have to wait until next week.

Thanks again for reading, I'll see you guys next time.