The bell ended the stupor of class, as Uraraka closed the book in front of her with a heavy thud.
"Alright, class. Go enjoy your lunch. Or don't, I don't really care, just be back here and in your seats by the time bell rings or you'll be running laps."
Uraraka stood up, sliding her book into her desk before heading for the door. Tenya shot up next to her, a whirr of speed shooting from his calves.
"Uraraka! Would you mind if I accompany you to lunch!"
"Sure, Tenya! You don't have to be so formal; you know I love eating with you!"
"I just didn't want to intrude," Tenya smiled.
Uraraka looked for Midoriya among the students, only to see him hurry out the door ahead of them.
"Hey, Midoriya, wait…!"
Before she'd finished speaking, Midoriya was long gone.
"He does seem unwell," Tenya said, a hint of worry in his voice.
"He must be running to get sick. He's so used to playing the hero he must not want us taking care of him."
"He's a loyal friend, but he needs to rely on others more. Some days I feel he wants to carry the world on his back, no matter how much it hurts him."
"Do you want to talk with him whenever he's finished? Just to make sure he's OK."
"I'd be honoured to," Tenya responded, bowing his head.
The two made their ways to the mess hall, where their classmates had already gotten their meals. Today, fried rice with beef and veg. They grabbed a tray, taking a seat down next to their friends, Tsuyu Asui and Mina Ashido, who were eagerly chowing down on their meals.
"Hello, classmates. How is the day treating you, Asui?"
"Call me Tsu," the frog girl responded, eyes focused on the last piece of beef sitting atop Ahisdo's pile of rice.
Ashido turned, eagerly waving as she smiled at her companions. Out of the corner of her eye, Uraraka watched as Tsu's tongue sailed across the table, plucking the beef from the plate as it disappeared down her throat.
"Hey, where'd my…?" Ashido asked, before scowling at Tsu.
"Sorry," Tsu shrugged simply, as Tenya, ever-the-gentleman, offered Ashdio a piece, which she eagerly took. "Where's Midoriya?"
"He's feeling a bit under the weather, I think," Uraraka shrugged.
"I hope he feels better after lunch. Bakugo was saying some troubling things about the duelling later, he seemed quite angry."
The group turned, looking over at Bakugo, who was screaming in a fury at Kirishima and Tetsutestu, yelling about… well, exact words were hard to make out of the stream of swears and rage, but he was definitely yelling.
"Bakugo's always angry. At this point, I'm worried we're just training him up to go full haywire and become a villain," Tsu says. "I mean, what's the point of training his powers if he's not making any improvement on being… you know, heroic?"
"I always wondered what I'd be like as a villain. Pinky, Alien Overlord!" A
As she did, however, a stream of white goo shot out of her hands, squirting straight into Tenshi's face, covering it with a thick layer.
"Umm… oops," Ashido giggled. "Don't worry, that's the least acidic I can do, you should be fine!"
Tenya paused, white gloop covering his face. He sighed, pulling a handkerchief from his pocket and wiping his face clean.
"It's quite alright. Although, I must admit, I don't think Pinky is a name that strikes fear into my heart. If you were going to be a supervillain, I'd go for something more impressive."
"Just Alien Overlord? Gosh, I don't know. It was hard enough picking my normal hero name! Why, what would you be, Tenya?"
"Oh, I don't know. I don't think I ever could be a villain."
"You did a pretty good job of it that time you took me and Midoriya on when you defended that bomb!"
"Oh yes," Tenya smiles. "That was just roleplay. Although, I suppose if I had to, I would be the fearsome… Engine-Fist!"
"Wouldn't that imply you have engines on your fists instead of your calves?" Tsu pointed out.
"Engine Calf isn't as impressive," Uraraka chuckled. "What about you, Tsu? What would you go for?"
"Froppy," Tsu answered. "It works for a hero and villain, don't ya think?"
Urakara chuckled, chowing into her food as she waited for Midoriya to show up to eat. However, as the clock kept ticking down towards the end of lunch, her worry began to grow.
"Hey, I think I might go check on Midoriya. He hasn't eaten lunch; I might bring him some!"
"That's very kind of you, Urakara! Would you like me to come with you?" Tenya offered.
"Nah, you finish your lunch with the girls. I'll see you when class starts."
Urakara headed to the lunch lady, grabbing a large bowl of what fried rice hadn't been devoured by UA's superpowered students, bringing it to the boy's bathrooms just by Class 1A. She knocked sharply on the door, waiting for a response. After a moment, a black feathered head popped out the door, staring at her.
"Tokoyami! Can I talk to you for a moment?"
"Of course. What is it, Urakara?"
"I was wondering if Midoriya was in there! I'm bringing him lunch!"
"I'm afraid the bathrooms were empty. I didn't see any sign of him."
"Oh," Urakara frowned. "Maybe he's…"
The bell burst to life, a sharp ringing filling the air. Within a few moments, the hallways began to start filling with students heading to class.
"Give it to him when he gets to class, he might be able to eat a bit before Aizawa gets back,"
"I will! See you in class. Good luck in this afternoon's duels!"
"We won't need it!" a raspy voice chuckles, Dark Shadow poking his head out from behind his back.
"Same to you, Urakara," Tokoyami nods in response.
As Tokoyami disappears off towards the classroom, Urakara frowned, thinking of the places Deku could've gotten to, before spotting a familiar head of dark hair among the students walking to class. She leaned in, tapping Midoriya on the shoulder with a smile.
"Hey, Deku!"
"Oh, hey. What's up?" Midoriya smiled, turning around.
Admittedly, Midoriya looked quite sickly. Bags hung underneath his eyes, his skin was clammy and pale, and his face seemed especially gaunt. He gave a half-hearted smile, before his dark eyes darted down to the food. Midoriya's stomach rumbled loudly, as he licked his lips. Urakara laughed, smiling at him.
"Hungry? I notice you weren't there for lunch."
"Yeah, sorry about that," Midoriya smiles, scratching his head. "So, can I have some?"
"Sure, it's for you!" Uraraka smiled, as Midoriya eagerly grabbed the bowl, tipping it over as the rice and meat tumbled into his mouth.
Within thirty second, the bowl was empty, as Midoriya smiled. A few grains of rice sat on his lips, which he licked up eagerly.
"Are you doing OK, Midoriya? You really don't seem well."
"I was feeling sick, so I went to see Recovery Girl. She said I'm coming down with something, gave me one of these."
Deku held out a small syringe, containing a pale, purple mixture. Midoriya extended his hand, finding a vein as he stuck it into his vein, pressing down on the plunger. He breathed a sigh of relief, and as the liquid disappeared into his veins, he seemed to grow healthier almost instantly. The colour came back to his face, as the gaunt, almost starved-like appearance seemed to vanish within a moment.
"Oh, that's so much better!" Midoriya grinned from ear-to-ear. "God, this feels good."
"Good! I'm glad you feel better! I was getting worried about you!" she said in relief. "Come on, let's get into class."
Urakara headed into class, taking her seat as Midoriya strolled over to his. Within time, Aizawa returned to the class, the same bored look on his face as always.
"Alright, settle down, class. As I said earlier, we're going to pair you up for some sparring duels. Let's not get too violent, understood? This is training, not a full competition. I want to see how you can restrain your powers as much as anything else, understood?"
"Yes, sir," the class answered.
Well, all of the class barring one. Eraserhead sighed, eyes narrowing.
"Bakugo?"
"Yes, sir," Bakugo snarls through gritted teeth. "I know who I want to face."
Aizawa stares over at Midoriya, who leans back in his chair with surprising ease.
"Funnily enough, I did tell myself I'd put anyone who was late up against you. Given it was Midoriya… I guess I'll stick to
"Good," Bakugo growls, in a strange mixture of anger and joy. "You hear that, Deku? I'm coming for you."
"Fine by me," Midoriya smiles, as you hear Bakugo's teeth grinding themselves down to the gums.
"Midoriya's awfully confident today, isn't he?" Tenya says. "It's not like him."
"I think that sickness is messing with his head a little," Tsu whispers from the seat behind you.
"He doesn't look sick. Normally, when I'm sick, I look all like this," Toru says, before presumably striking a face.
Aizawa reads out the remaining pairings, as Urakara heard who her opponent was: Yuga Aoyama, the shining hero: Can't stop Twinkling.
"What a name," Urakara muttered under her breath.
"What a name indeed," Aoyama smiles, leaning in close to Urakara as she jumps.
"Oh, hey! I didn't see you there," Urakara said sheepishly, scratching her head.
"I saw you, mon cherie, and let me assure you, it is a pleasure. Of course, I'm afraid I won't be going easy on you this afternoon! When I shine, I don't hold back!"
"I think I'll be able to handle it, Aoyama."
"Come on, let's get going already! We're just wasting time by staying here!" Aizawa complains loudly. "Let's go to the practice field! This is going to be open-air combat!"
"That I can do," Bakugo snarls, as the class begins to head for the door.
Bakugo, on the other hand, immediately makes his way over to Deku, grabbing him and slamming him against a desk. Surprisingly, Midoriya just smiles up at him, confident as ever.
"I'm going to kick your ass and show you once and for all that I'm the number one here! Got it? You're just nothing, you understand? Nothing!"
Bakugo glares down at Midoriya, hands glowing in anger.
"Alright, Bakugo, save your…" Eraserhead begins, before pausing, blinking for a moment.
Urakara pauses as well, staring in disbelief for a moment. The class falls silent, as Bakugo seems confused for a moment, a glob of blackish spit running down his face. He touches it tentatively with his index and middle finger, staring at it, mouth agape.
"Did… did you just… spit on me?!" Bakugo growls, as Midoriya laughs to himself.
Urakara winces, as in an explosion of fire and fury, Bakugo bursts forward with a roar.