Ch.10 Down to Business
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You-!
Rino: Lazy sack of shit.
You-!
Rino: Worthless pile of crap who can barely keep up with the easiest writing schedule possible.
VOUS-!
Rino: Fuckwad irréparable lié à la profondeur de l'enfer.
...Why do you hate me.
Rino: Boy I don't hate you, I am you! Anyways sorry for taking so long. Without further ado, here's chapter ten!
As Aoyama walked away from me, I let out a massive sigh of relief. Spilling the entirety of my guts to him wasn't an easy thing to do, mainly because I never really had to do anything like that before. It was definitely one of the most difficult things I've ever had to do, and I never want to do it again. So no more manipulating classmates even if it's for their own benefit.
I took one more glance at Aoyama's retreating form before setting off the cafeteria. I had managed to somewhat salvage our friendship. And while it would take awhile, regaining his trust would be worth it in the end. Friendship is magic and all that crap. As I made my way to my destination, I began to feel… content, I guess. Feelings be weird. That conversation took a lot of time though, and I needed to find Shinso. For his ass was grass! *paff* *thud* "ow!"
The fuck.
I looked down to see who had so rudely collided with me while I was revving myself up for battle to see, "well, well, welly well well!" I exclaimed joyfully, "If it isn't everyone's favorite green machine. Where you off to in such a hurry?" I continued as I pulled Midoriya to his feet.
"Um actually, I was, uh looking for you." Midoriya explained nervously.
"Really? Whatcha need?" I asked him expectantly.
'Please be here for training, please be here for training, please be here for training, please be here for training, please be here for training!'
'You're such a needy fuck.'
'Don'tcarefuckoff.'
"Well, you know how you, uh offered to train me awhile ago. After the building battle training. I was wondering if-" "yes" I interrupted him while bearing a grin that was most definitely disturbed.
I quickly grabbed him by the arm and began power walking through the halls, dragging a concerned Midoriya with me.
"So, I'm thinking it's because of the sports festival that your asking me to help ya now, eh?" I asked joyfully as I dragged the unfortunate protagonist around.
"Yes, it's just that, the sports festival is super important. And, I want to make sure I leave the best impression I can. To show the world that-" "You know Midoriya." I interrupted him once more. shite, I almost forgot about that conversation.
Dammit All Might, stop putting so much pressure on the bean sprout, will ya.
"Remember what Aizawa said; after this sports festival passes, we'll still have to do it again the following two years." I spin my head around and gave Midoriya a relaxed stare. "So, don't worry about it to much. Even if you don't get far this year, you'll have two more chances to show the world what you can do." I gave Midoriya a lax grin.
"I'm not saying 'don't go all out', but, try and pace yourself. K?" I said before turning my head back around, only catching a glimpse of a now slightly less stressful green bean.
As we reached our destination, I let go of Midoriya's arm and lightly rapped a family pattern on the door labeled 'teachers office'.
*thunk, thunk, thunthunk-thunk, thunk thunk*
We stood around silently for a moment before the door slid open to reveal, "Hey listeners!" An over enthusiastic Present Mic, "Whatcha need?" Per the usual.
"A place after school so I can teach Midoriya how not to break himself every time he uses his quirk." I explained while jabbing a thumb in my green haired peers direction.
Present Mic rested his chin between his thumb and pointer fingers. "Hmm, that shouldn't be too much of a problem, I'll just need the days you'll be training and the name of the staff member that will be overseeing it."
I blinked. "Shit." figures we'd need someone to watch over us if we're training with our quirks.
"I'll do it." A feminine elderly voice popped up from behind the mic meister, peering around him I saw the one and only Recovery Girl!
"Thanks." "Thank you very much Recovery girl!" Midoriya and I thanked the nurse in unison, the two of us on completely different sides of the enthusiasm spectrum.
"Don't you worry about it." she replied with a friendly smile. "Besides," she continued before glaring at Midoriya. "With his track record I'll probably have to be called in to help anyways."
Midoriya sagged at her words, whether it was form shame or embarrassment I had no idea. It was probably a mixture of the two.
"Ahh, don't worry Midoriya." I said while slapping a hand on his back, "By the time I'm done with you you'll only have to worry about other people breaking your bones." I finished with a demented grin that sent shivers down the green bean's spine.
The look of fear Midoriya was giving me filled me with glee.
Fucking with people was fun.
School passed rather slowly after that. Fucking time, moving slow when you excited for something. Still classes were now over and Midoriya and I were getting ready to leave for training, but when we opened the door, we found ourselves blocked by a crowd of curious students. As several of my peers commented on the hoard of students, I stayed a silent observer like many of my other classmates. Looking over the crowd, I could see Tetsu^4, A bunch of other class-one-B people who I didn't know the names of, and oh look, there's Shinso! Cutting his way to the front, while giving my class a passive-aggressive (heavy on the aggressive) threat while also laying down the grounds for his tragic backstory. All in all, nothing diffren-oh shit. Here he comes. Dat boi. Monoma. Silencing Tetsu^4 before he could even say anything.
"Honestly," the Copy quirk user said smugly, "I don't know what your all worried about. Even if they did fight off some villains," he stressed the word in a sarcastic manner. "A bunch of those idiots even managed to get themselves injured."
I stared at the asshole in front of me in shock, because for as much of a dick as he could be, he wouldn't go that far, would he?
"Hey, back off!" Kirishima yelled as he stepped forward. "Some of us were seriously injured during the attack so-" "oh please." the blond dickwad cut in, the smug look he had on his face was becoming very punchable.
"Anyone injured buy a bunch of no name thugs doesn't even deserve to be in the hero course, they aren't even worth the-." "Fuck it." I interrupted Monoma with a deadly tone before stepping forward and slugging him in the face.
My punch was met with a satisfying crack and the slamming of the blonde's body to the floor. The entire hallway now stood silent in shock, Monoma was already trying to stand up but was failing due to his rattled brains. "Hyou bhrok y haw." he muttered, "Hyou bhrok y haw!" He reiterated in a panicked voice.
"Good." I growled, the raw anger in my voice startling many of students around me, "Now you have an idea about how Tokoyami felt when his arm was broken, how Kaminari felt when he was electrocuted, and don't even get me started on Hagakure. Because I know for sure someone like you is incapable of feeling that type of pain."
"Wat ar ou-" I stepped forward, causing Monoma to flinch while I was grabbed by both Kirishima and Kaminari. I didn't really put any resistance against them grabbing me, but I refused to let them pull me back.
"Drop out of the hero course you sack of shit." I growled at Monoma, "Someone like you doesn't deserve to be called a hero."
"Kayama stop talking!" I heard Kirishima whisper at me, his movement alerting me to fact that some teachers were now approaching. But the authorities can shove it when's there's an asshole to both physically and verbally beatdown.
"REAL HEROES DON'T HIT PEOPLE WHEN THEIR DOWN, THEY HELP THEM UP!" I roared at the still downed shitstain, as I slipped my hand through Kaminari's grip before shoving my hand in Monoma's face.
"What's going on here!" Cementoss yelled as he pushed through the crowd to see me being held back by my classmates with Monoma on the ground cradling his fucked jaw, glaring at me in anger.
"Cementoss!" Iida yelped as he slipped forwards, "Allow me to inform you about what was occurred!"
As Iida began to recount the tale of what had just happened, several other students came forward to add their piece to the tale to back him up. I ignored them as I continued to hold my hand out to Monoma, waiting for him to take it. He just kept staring though before Tetsutetsu came forwards and picked him up.
I dropped my hand back to my side as Kirishima finally let me go. With Monoma's arm slinged around his shoulder Tetsutetsu began to glare at me.
"What Monoma said was pretty bad, but I don't think he deserved to have his jaw broken." The Steel quirk user said sternly. "But that bit about how heroes help people up when their down, that was really manly." he finished with a grin before walking off.
I watched them walk off for a moment before my attention was grabbed by Cementoss calling my name. As I was confronted by the rectangle headed man, I prepared myself for the worst. I knew that Cementoss didn't like me, so I expected a severe punishment. What a fool I was.
In the past three minutes I had punched a disrespectful kid in the face so hard I broke his jaw before proceeding to give a slightly inspiring speech about heroes. And if Tetsutetsu's words were to be believed, I had made the impression that I was kinda badass. So, when Cementoss said he'd be informing my mother of the incident and let her decide my punishment only my classmates really expected me to drop to my knees and beg Cementoss for literally any other punishment.
Of course, he just quirked and unforgiving eyebrow at me before walking away, leaving me in silence as I sat there and pondered what my immanent demise would be like. I sat there silently for several moments before Midoriya came up to me and poked my shoulder. Reminding me that I had promised to train him today. I had just risen to my feet when a flash of lavender hair caught my attention.
"HEY! SHINSO!" I yelled grabbing the attention of the brainwasher, along with every student who was still in the hallway. again.
"Yeah?" Shinso replied in a laid-back manner, the amount of 'I don't care' on his voice only just staying below the line of aggravating.
"You and I are having a rematch next lunch. So be prepared cause this time I'll kick your ass." I growled at him.
He looked startled for a moment, before a look of realization that was quickly replaced with a troll grin. "Really now? Considering how bad I curb stomped you last time you sure you don't want to reconsider?"
"Same time, same place bed head." I said with a tone of finality before turning around walking away.
As I walked off with a nervous Midoriya I let myself smile mischievously. Because with Iida yelling at me for getting in another squabble with another student, I knew that next lunch was going to be a riot.
Ten minutes later we were met with and irate recovery girl at Gym Gamma who complained to me about giving her more work to do when school was over. I ignored her outburst more or less though, I was to excited for training time!
Five minutes of prep time later, Midoriya and I were now standing across from each other with Recovery girl was sitting on the sidelines glaring at me. Midoriya was jittery to no one's surprise, and I was chilling with my arms crossed. We were both in our gym uniforms as we both didn't really anything else to wear for training today. I let out a quiet sigh, let get this started.
"Ok Midoriya, before we begin, I have one question. How does your quirk work?" I inquired with a raised brow.
The green bean tensed up for a moment before, "well, I, um, you see… it's an strength enhancement quirk..." he answered weakly.
"yeah, no duh." I said with a deadpan, "I asked how it works, not what it does."
Midoriya went to say something before I shut him down, "With that one question, I brought forth one of your greatest weaknesses. While you are fantastic at analyzing other people's quirks, your shit at analyzing your own." I explained while pointing at him.
"With that out of the way, let's begin." I took a step forward and sent my pupil at furious glare, setting him on edge. "Now! You are going to summon your quirk like you usually do, BUT!" I yelled, making Midoriya jump, "You are not going to throw a single damn punch. If I see even the slightest motion for a punch, I am going to knock you out. OK?"
The rapid nods I got in return satisfied me, so I gave him the go ahead. As Midoriya's arm lit up with his quirk I told to move his power throughout the body, while also telling him not to summon any more power. As Midoriya began to shift his power from the top of his head to the tip of his toes, I leaned back in deep thought. I knew what I needed to tell him, but I didn't just want to give him the answers. For as smart as he was, the hard way seemed to always be the most effective method. I had to make him work for it a little. Show him the door but not open it for him. As I began to brainstorm a good analogy to use. The microwave one form canon popped into my head for a moment before I dismissed it. I couldn't use that one, it had to be bigger, better then tha… oh… oh! That'll work!
"So Midoriya," I began as he shut off his quirk and began to give me his undivided attention. "Two things. one, how you feeling?"
"I'm fine, just a little sore." Midoriya replied, while quickly looking himself over.
Excellent, and two. I want you to imagine a nuclear power plant." Aka a giant microwave!
"Huh?"
"Do it!"
"Ok!" Midoriya yelled anxiously.
"Good. Now, let's say that all the electricity the power plant makes is being used to power a singular, completely normal light bulb. And when I say all the power, I mean that every single watt that the plant generates is being pushed into the bulb. What d'ya you think would happen to it?" I asked with and expecting gaze.
"Well, it would break." Midoriya answered shyly.
"Exactly, now instead of doing something stupid like that, they do the normal thing and actually use the plant to power a city or two. Now with all this all of this in mind I want you to take this information and apply it to you. Try not to overthink it too much." I finished by jabbing a finger in Midoriya's direction.
After that I walked over to the bench where Recovery Girl was sitting and took a seat a few feet away from her. Standing around was tiring. I leaned back and closed my eyes to rest. Let's see how long it takes the green machine to figure it out.
"You've actually planned this out, haven't you?" Recovery girl inquired, pulling me away from my napping attempt.
I sighed before sitting straighter, of course she wanted to talk.
"Ehh, figuring out his problem wasn't too difficult. finding the solution wasn't either. Took me about an hour all together. The most frustrating part about the whole process was figuring out how I should train him. If I just gave him the answer, he'd never truly learn." I gave an indifferent shrug. "I figured analogies and metaphors would work best, you know, show him the iron-plated, heavy as hell doors he could take. But not open them."
The elder was about to say something when the gym lit up with green static. I flinched a little at the sight before grinning at the now glowing Midoriya. I got up from my seat and began to eagerly stride towards him.
"There ya go!" I yelled excitedly, "Now we can finally move onto the part where I learn ya my way. The kinaesthetic way!" I said with a sadistic grin.
"Huh?"
"DODGE!" I screamed as I slammed a fist into Midoriya's face, Causing the green static to dissipate as Midoriya flew across the gym.
As he hit the floor I began to walk towards my victim. "Come on Midoriya!" I said as a menacing glint entered my eyes. "DON'T TELL ME THATS ALL YOU GOT!" I roared as I leaped towards the now scrambling and staticky green bean.
Off on the sidelines, Recovery Girl let out any annoyed huff as she watched the beatdow-I mean training happen. "Like mother, like son I suppose." she said, making sure to keep a close eye on the boys, planning to intervene the second it looked like the sludge boy was going to far.
An hour and a half later Midoriya and I were walking out of the gym. Midoriya, exhausted and covered in bruises and scratches. Me, looking only mildly worse for ware but exhausted all the same. But we were both smiling like a couple of loons. Recovery girl had just left a few moments before hand. Telling the two of us that she wouldn't heal us as there were no severe injuries, and that we deserved any pain we suffer because of our reckless training.
"That was..." Midoriya trailed off, trying to find a word to use.
"Awesome, incredible, excellent, incredulous. Not sure if that last one even remotely fits but let's just roll with it." I rambled off excitedly. I never knew sparing or teaching could be that fun!
The hum and nod of approval that I received from Midoriya made me smile. "Yeah, it was incredible, the way your fighting style switched with every form you took was amazing. Counting Goliath, you have about two other forms, right?" My green haired companion inquired.
I replied with a sly smirk and an evil chuckle, "I have about seven actually. With a few others in the back burner, haven't really had the time to test 'em all out."
Midoriya's eyes began to shine, "Really can you-" "NE-OPE!" I yelled in an eccentric manner, interrupting my new friend. "Gotta keep some secrets for the festival." and just like that, Midoriya went from happy to almost depressed.
Ah fak.
I clicked my tongue a few times before sighing in defeat. "After the festival, I, uh, wouldn't mind getting together to brainstorm a few ideas." And now he's back to smiling. I knew he was basically a quirk otaku, but I didn't think it'd be that much of a mood lifter!
As we passed the school gates, we decided to meet up again every Tuesday and Thursday before the sports festival. For while Midoriya now had a good base to work off of and was now able to use with quirk out breaking himself, we both decided that if he truly wanted to compete with the rest of our peers, he needed more training. After that we split up to get to our respective vehicular devices. him, a train, and me, a fancy car driven by my ecstatic caretaker.
As I pulled open the door to Midnights car, she gave me an unnerving glare. Said glare lasted for a few moments before she spoke with an ice-cold tone.
"I heard you broke other students jaw outside of training."
"He was being-" I tried to reason before she cut me off.
"I don't care how much of an asshole he was being. you can't just break another person's jaw!" she scolded me, letter her messages sit in with a moment of silence before delivered my punishment.
"No internet for the next three days and I'm taking away your phone." Midnight declared.
I took a moment to digest her words before I slammed my head on the dashboard in despair.
Shit was bad, shit was weird, and shit was going to go downhill very fast if I didn't come up with a more complete training plan for Midoriya other the get him to Full Cowl faster. And with no internet to distract me I had a lot of time to do just that.
*BEEP!*BEEP!*BEEP!*BEEP!*BEEP!*
"Ehrenmr." I grumbled as my alarm blared.
I quickly stretched out a finger and tapped the off button for my alarm, returning my bedroom to blissful silence. I rummaged around in my bed for a moment looking for my phone when I remembered the Midnight had confiscated it the second we got home. She was merciful enough (to quote her directly), to let me keep the cellular device during the drive home in order to tell my friends that I would be away from my phone for the next few days. Of course, I didn't have any of my friends numbers so that point was moot.
I sighed in a depressed manner before quickly slithering out of my bed and into some clean clothes. I quickly stood up and quickly examined the functional mess that was my room. A 'large' pile of clothes (it was pretty small, but because my room was so small it looked big) were messily strewn about on the floor. Whether they clean or dirty I didn't know, nor did I care. On top of my dresser laid a mess of video game paraphernalia, a variety graphic novel of both western and eastern origin, and many sheets of graph paper that I occasionally drew on for fun. On the other side of my room was a small desk that housed my computer, and yes. You guessed it it's a mess to. Only this time it's a mess of writing utensils and homework.
So, to summarize my room is a disaster, but as I said before it's a functional one. I know where everything is while at the same time not having a clue where half my crap is half the time. Okay so maybe it's not a functional as I make it out to be, but it works most of the time! I slipped out of my room and made my way to the kitchen. As I passed my drowsy mother, who was slowing working her way through a cup of coffee and a few pieces of toast, I pulled put a box of cereal form one of the cupboards. I then proceeded to dump of the of boxes contents on my head, quickly dissolving them into my body, the edible material quickly changing into sludge before I stored it away.
"What is with you and eating things in weird way?" Nemuri inquired as she started at me in mild disgusted awe.
I gave my caretaker a pointed look, "I have lived here for nine months now, you should know the answer to that by now."
"So, exploding every time I ask you to clean your room is funny to you." Nemuri sighed as she returned to her breakfast.
"Oh, absolutely!" I answered gleefully while looking for my phone again before remembering that Midnight took it. I let out another sad sigh before turning to head back into my bedroom.
I really wanted to go for a walk but without my phone I couldn't listen to any music, and without any music walking held no purpose for me. I had just about made it to my bedroom door when the doorbell rang.
"Marc can you get that?" Nemuri asked before taking a bite of her toast.
"No. You can't tell me what to do, this is a free country, you're not the boss of me." I replied in a dead tone as I walked towards the apartment door causing Nemuri to let out a sigh of aggravation.
For I said that sentence just about every other time she requested me to do something, while immediately going to said request. Needless to say, after the five-hundredth and thirty-second time, that last shreds of humor that could be derived from it died.
Anyways I had now reached the door and opened it to see-
"Locking on with sparkling eyes!"
"Here to lend a helping paw!"
"Coming out of nowhere!"
"Perfectly cute and catlike heroes!"
""The Wild, Wild Pussy Cats!""
Four adults posing... The three females of the quartet took cat-like poses, while the fourth member, who was so muscular a certain Armstrong with techniques passed on form generations would refer to them as respectable, just flexed. And off to the side of the quartet, stood a brooding child whose mere presence screamed angsty tragic backstory.
'Yea-nope.' I thought before I slammed the door in their shocked faces.
"Mother!" I yelled in concern towards the kitchen, "There seems to be a group of furries at the door!"
"W-what?" Midnight laughed as she began to make her way towards the front door.
As she did so I slid past her and took a seat on the living room couch before turning it on and booting up one of several gaming systems that were hooked up to the TV. Several harmonized squeals of joy emanated from the doorway causing me to flinch. Fuck. I knew that sound, the horrid sound of besties reuniting after a long time. Today was going to be fun.
The quintet of adult hero's, who were now eagerly chatting, were now making their way into the living room. The brooding child following quietly behind them.
"Anyways," Nemuri began before gesturing towards me, "This is my son, Marc."
"'ello." I welcomed them absentmindedly as the game I wished to play finally booted up.
"Whatcha playing?" asked the wide-eyed turquoise hair of the unfamiliar trio of women, who was now leaning over my shoulder.
"Super Smash Bros. Ultimate." The game was over two hundred years old now, and it impossible to find any hard copies of it. But online versions still existed. I had played it many times beforehand with Midnight for bets and she was getting pretty good at it, I needed to hone my skills if I wanted to keep winning.
"Never heard of it." Said the blonde lady as she and the rest of her companion took a seat in the living room.
"Not surprising, it's over two hundred years old." I said shocking the Wild, Wild Pussycats.
"Out of all the hobbies you could have picked, why was it collecting expensive two-hundred-year-old games." Midnight complained as she brought in some drinks form the kitchen
"At least I have one."
"But I do have one!"
"Spending a crap ton of money on clothing you'll wear once, of even that, is not a hobby. If you gave away eight percent of your clothes to charity right now, you'd still have enough to wear something different everyday for the rest of your life."
After a brief laugh at Nemuri's expense, during which she readily denied the fact she had that many clothes while also insisting on the fact the she did give a lot of her clothes to charity, proper introductions finally occurred. I decided to call them by their hero names though as those were alot easier to remember. The adult in the room spectated my gaming occasionally but they were more focused on catching up. The broodster on the other hand, whose name I found out was Kota, was pretty interested in smash bros. And I could almost see his interest in playing, but it was repeated squashed down by something else. Eventually I just went fuck it, and offered him a controller.
"No." he said bitterly, "I don't wanna play a stupid fight game with quirks."
I, in response to his words, quirked (HAHA! PUNS! STOP ME! PLEASE!) and eyebrow at him. "This game is over two hundred years old," I stressed, "quirks didn't even exist back then dude."
"before quirks…?" Kota muttered, a hint of what could almost be considered awe in his voice. Though that was mostly overshadowed by his ever-present moping.
"Unless you count mechanical enchantments and magical powers as quirks then nope." I said as I managed land the final blow on my CPU opponent.
A few minutes after that Kota finally decided he wanted to play. He picked Young Link, while I went for my main Little Mac. we brawled for a bit, and while I went easy on him for a bit, he quickly picked up the controls. Some time after that the rest of the adults in the household saw us playing (and after some convincing from Midnight and I) and decided to join in. Mandalay was looking particularly excited at Kota's enthusiasm for the game. We decided to do a free-for-all with five stocks each for the first match. Kota and I stuck with our choices from before, Mandalay, Tiger, Pixiebob, Ragdoll, and Nemuri chose, Peach, Captain Falcon, Snake, Jigglypuff, and Bayonetta respectively.
After that shit descended into chaos. Temporary alliances were formed, screams of both joy and anger echoed through the apartment, betrayals occurred, that were usually followed by intense shouting matches (with zero eye contact), both creative and lame insults were thrown about, maniacal laughter was had, and friendships were born, broken and reforged time and time again during the battle. The only one who was relatively calm throughout the whole experience was Tiger. And that was only the first match. Throughout the rest of the day, except for a brief pause for lunch, we continued playing smash. Cycling through all the modes, minigames, while fiddling around with all the setting to make things more interesting. We finally finished around six pm wrapping up with a wild as hell tournament.
Around half an hour after we wrapped up playing the Wild, Wild pussy cats announced that they were going to leave to eat at a restaurant (something that, while playing, I found out that they rarely ever did and as such were really excited for it) Mandalay pulled me aside and thanked me for helping Kota. how I helped him idk, but whatever. Then she explained to me his tragic backstory. who his parents were, how they died, how he grew to hate them and society. I just nodded along, that all made perfect sense. But then, ~ohhhh~, then! She had the absolute audacity to say something about how Kota's parents died a good death. Now, while those weren't her exact words, that's pretty much what she said. Needless to say, I was kinda pissed at that.
"You absolute fucking walnut!" I roared in her face, ever thankful that at this point in time that Nemuri, the rest of the Wild, Wild pussycats, and Kota were currently outside chatting while waiting for a cab.
Before she could say anything else, I began to rant at her, telling her that she was stupid for saying such a thing, and that of course Kota, being a young emotional CHILD would hate both her, and society for basically telling him that his parents dying was a good thing repeatedly! There was a lot more to it that that as I had ranted at her for about five minutes about her stupidity. I finished off my rant by telling her that as soon as she could, but not today of course, she should apologize to her nephew ASAP!
She didn't say anything, and just gave me a guilty look as I walked away from her. She went outside to join the others and I began to angrily make dinner for myself and Midnight. Today was now socially and mentally exhausting and I just wanted to go to bed. But maybe a walk after dinner first, then bed. Wait no phone, shit! Wait I forgot to do more planning for Midoriya's training. DOUBLE SHIT!
"Oh, by the way." Nemuri piped up as she re-entered the apartment, "Shosaki told me what you said to her, or more accurately yelled at her."
My adoptive mother and I started at each other for a few moments, a nervous feeling blooming in my non-existent gut.
"That's another day without your phone for yelling like that at someone." Midnight said as she broke the stare off by walking to the living room.
Triple shit.
Another day had passed, and the day of mon was well underway now. We were now approaching the halfway point under the watchful eyes of Ectoplasm. I, and several others had already completed all the work for the class of math. And while they worked on things for other classes I sat there, mentally preparing myself for my upcoming battle. Under any other circumstances I would be reading, but with my phone still confiscated, reading wasn't an option. I am so lucky Nemuri didn't take away my gaming privileges, or I'd look dumb when I finally confronted Shinso. I looked over to see Iida glaring at me on occasion. He was going to be a big obstacle for sure.
When the lunch bell rang, I was out the door in seconds. I was quickly followed by the rest of my class, each of them displaying wildly different arrays of enthusiasm. Surprisingly Bakugou came along as well though he seemed more interested in talking to Kirishima and glaring at me. Iida quickly made his way to my side, a stern look on his face.
"Kayama I must interject." He said with his iconic hand chopping. "You broke a fellow student's jaw not even three days ago and faced minor punishment. If you participate in this fight it will surely reflect badly on you and the entirety of class One-A. You may get suspended, or worse, expelled for a repeat offence so soon."
I raised a brow at my class rep, "So if I did this a week from now you wouldn't be complaining?" I asked, doing my best to hide my enjoyment at everyone's overreaction and blatant misunderstanding of the situation.
"That is not what I meant!" Iida erupted in exasperation, causing a few of my classmates to giggle at our exchange.
Iida quickly refocused himself before continuing to glaring sternly at me. "Kayama you are One-A's peace officer, if you continue with this type of behaviour, I'll have no choice but to relieve you of your position." The engine legged teen declared.
"Never wanted the job in the first place." I said causing Iida to sputter, while desperately not to grin.
Iida tried to speak up once more, but we had already arrived at the destination. A crowd of students surrounded the area, many of them being form general studies. I quickly pushed through them and reached the almost empty center. And there he stood, Shinso. When our eyes met, I was quickly greeted by a smug grin.
"You actually came, I figured after the thrashing I gave you last time you might get to scared." he said, causing some students to go 'ohhhh~'.
One of my eyes began to twitch, "listen here you lavender haired, sleep deprived little shit-"
"Oh wow, how original. Not like I've ever heard that one before." He interrupted me, causing me to snarl, and more 'ohhhh~'s to go around.
"What's going on here!" a lightly lisped voice loudly Interjected. And then, like how moses parted the red sea, the crowd parted to let through a burly man with white hair, fangs, and a black and red costume. Vlad king had entered the fray.
I briefly glanced at him to see that Monoma was standing right beside him with a smug grin. Dumbass probably heard my declaration of war and thought he could get me in even more trouble. The mere thought of him smugly tattling on me almost brought me over the edge, it was becoming so damn hard not to laugh.
"There's no stopping this!" I yelled with a vicious grin.
"It's far too late for that." Shino said all cool like as he reached into his pocket.
Vlad King took a step forward trying to get in between us, the entire hallways was silent in anticipation. Iida looked at me in disapproval, while Monoma look on in sadistic glee. And then Shinso and I whipped out our 3ds' and the entire hall stood stunned. Well, I actually spat out my 3ds but, ehh semantics.
"So, should I invite you or- never mind." Shinso asked lazily as I sent a invite to him for a battle. "Rules?"
"Six-on-six, one-v-one, no switching." I informed my lavender haired opponent, getting a quiet 'damn' in return.
I quickly looked up from my gaming device to see that everyone around me had a gobsmacked look on their face, even Bakugou. But the best of all of them was Monoma's. His face wasn't the most over the top (that one went to both Iida with Midoriya and Mineta being a close second), but just seeing it alongside everyone else's flabbergasted faces just sent me over the edge. I began to cackle while Shinso let out a small chuckle.
As I laughed like a maniac, many students around me suddenly realised what was going on and left in disappointment. Some stayed in order to watch the battle of Pokémon's though, Hagakure, Mina, Koda, and surprisingly enough Tokoyami being some of them. Out of the corner of my eye I saw Monoma being dragged away by Vlad King, causing me to cackle some more.
I reiterate, fucking with people was fun.
A week had gone by and some interesting things had happened in that time frame. Monoma had apparently got detention after mine and Shinso's duel, which I lost again. It wasn't as bad of a loss as the last time but I still lost! Apparently, he had spread some, well, let's just say nasty rumors, specifically to Vlad King. And after it was revealed that he had lied, he got two weeks detention. So that was some good news, bad news was that after Shinso and I finished battling Iida approached and apologized for making all those rude assumptions. How was that bad you say? It's bad because he let me keep the position of peace officer. Yay.
During the past week though, my training of Midoriya got a little more intense. While the first training session was focused on getting him to Full Cowl. This week was more focused getting him used to using it so it didn't shut off every time he took a bad hit and building up his strength more. Normally that would take a while but with a little help from his quirk and some reluctant assistance form Recovery Girl we managed to speed up the process quite a bit. The idea was rather simple, Midoriya would push his quirk one or two percent above his limit. Doing so would break down his muscles faster while not breaking his bones. Then, after the training was over (which mainly consisted of Midoriya and I sparring, along with some basic exercises), Recovery Girl would heal the green machine up a bit so he'd actually be able to move the next day. It was a slow process but Midoriya and I both agreed that it was better then nothing. even with the fact that Midoriya did some light exercises in his enhanced state on the days we weren't training, he'd only barley upped his power by one percent.
However, it was also during this week we went back to the USJ for some additional rescue training, and that was an... interesting experience. Especially since All Might decided to go cosplaying as a villain, once that little ruse was revealed everyone was kinda pissed. But that wasn't even the weirdest part, every time Bakugou got mad about have to participate in a rescue operation (Because for some reason, the most important duty of being a hero isn't good enough for him.) Uraraka or Asui said something about a first-year anniversary? There was a bit more to it than that but my memory got kinda blurry for a moment whenever that happened.
It was now noon and lunch time was currently commencing, and unlike every other time I ate, I was eating like a 'normal' person. The noises of disbelief and frustration form Lunch Rush made me grin. I was currently sitting at a table surrounded by individuals of a somewhat similar disposition to me. Tokoyami, Koda, Shoji, Ojiro and I sat at the table of luncheon, enjoying the relative silence that was created by all of our unwillingness to talk most of the time unless someone dragged us into the conversation or we were heavily interested in the topic at hand. And together we were the Introvert Association. Until Hagakure decided that today was a good day to butt in. Damn her extrovertedness.
"Hey, whatcha doing guys?" The invisible girl joyfully asked as she took a seat.
"Blissfully enjoying the sound of silence until you showed up." I sassed while taking a bite of my food.
My words caused the invisible girl to tense up a bit… I think. What!? Reading the visual cues of an invisible individual was difficult!
"Uhm… should I leave?" Hagakure asked with uncertainty.
"No." interjected Ojiro while motioning her to take a seat. "Kayama has a tendency to..." "Not think before I speak and be accidently sassy." I finished for him getting a glare form the tailed teen in return.
"I also have a habit of cutting people off."
Hagakure giggled as she took a seat beside Koda, I could hear the smile on her face. "So, what's with this group?" she asked causing all of us to look at her in confusion.
"Pardon?" Shoji asked Hagakure as he calmly put down his half-eaten sandwich.
"Well-" "Hold the hell up." I interjected as pointed furiously at the six-armed teen. "How the hell did you eat that with absolutely none of us noticing you taking off your mask!"
Koda began to shake a bit at my outburst though he was quickly comforted by Hagakure
"Oh god, not this again." Ojiro groaned as he rested his palm on his head as Hagakure began to took between Shoji and I.
"Wait, was this what all the commotion yesterday was all about?" the transparent girl inquired.
"Indeed." Confirmed Tokoyami as he took a sip form him drink. "What a mad banquet of darkness." he recounted to himself before returning to sipping his drink.
"Didn't you get involved with that too?" Hagakure asked the feather headed teen, casing Tokoyami to sigh in disappointment as Dark shadow sprung from his back. "Nope, but I did!" The shadowy being proudly proclaimed.
I violently slammed myself back into my seat causing Koda to jump a bit before turning my attention back to Hagakure. "I bribed him to help me get shoji's mask off."
"Is my desire for some privacy meaningless to you?" Shoji asked me with a pained tone.
"No!" I practically yelled at him, "I just want you to tell me how you can take off your mask, eat some food, and then slip it back on with absolutely none of us noticing!? You bloody ninja!" I whisper furiously with a pointed finger.
"I am allowed to have some secrets." Shoji countered calmly.
"Yeah you are!" I declared as I stretched my neck out to get in his face. "But I swear I will pry that one form you eventually."
All I received was a blank stare. "May you please get out of my face."
I gambled before returning my head to its original place. "Fine, keep your secrets. For now." I said ominously.
"Hey!" Dark Shadow yelled indignantly as he shoved himself into my face. "You still owe me!"
I glared at the entity of darkness for a moment before a neon yellow hoodie shot out of my and landed on his. The table was silent for a moment as Dark Shadow quickly began to put on the hoodie before Hagakure broke it.
"You bribed him with yellow neon hoodie?" Hagakure asked in astonishment.
"Dark shadow is a multifaceted being, just like you and me. And with that multifaceted nature he also has many drives." I informed my invisible peer, getting nods from both Koda and Tokoyami. "But his two main drives are to one, make Tokoyami and himself the best damn hero they can be. And two, annoy Tokoyami to the best of his ability. And since Tokoyami is a lover of all things dark, mysterious and edgy..." I trailed off pointing the floating, now somewhat adorable symbiotic entity who was happily sporting the neon yellow hoodie with a joyful grin.
Hagakure just nodded in acknowledgement as Tokoyami sighed at his quirk's antics. The table returned to silence for a moment before Shoji turned to Hagakure. "Anyways, what were you about to say before Kayama rudely interrupted Hagakure." the tentacled teen said, causing me to send him a light glare.
Hagakure just sat in silence as she placed a finger on her chin. "I can't remember." She said in a discouraged tone after a short moment.
Her words caused everyone at the table to glare accusingly at me, the only exception top this being Koda though even he was giving me a small look of disapproval. The group returned to relieve silence for the rest of the lunch hour after that. Only brief conversations lining the false hush that surrounded us. When the bell rang and we all began to make our ways back to class. As we did so I couldn't help but smile a little.
Because after hanging out with them for a week straight, I guess I could call them my friends. Especially since they still wanted to hang out with me after the shit I pulled the other day.
It was two days before the Sports festival and Gym Gamma was bloody disaster. It looked like a tornado had blown through the gym. Mats were strewn about the place, a small pile of benches were up against a wall with Recovery Girl most definitely buried underneath. Pieces of shredded paper and foam were drifting down like snow and many items, miscellaneous in nature, were hanging from the support beams above. To top it all off I was plastered against a wall and Midoriya was crumpled on the floor in pain. I stayed on the wall for another moment is astonishment before I slowly pried myself off.
"The fuck Was that Midoriya?!" I asked him as began to reshape myself.
My only response was a groan of pain. I quickly ran over to him while forming a new arm from my back to dig Recovery Girl out of the pile of benches. I took a knee beside the groaning mess of pain that was my pupil and lightly tapped his face with my fingers. "Hey!" I yelled in Midoriya's face. "You conscious?"
"Yeah..." Midoriya groaned in pain after a few seconds.
"Good." I said harshly as I pulled out Recovery Girl out from the bench pile, she was surprisingly enough, only slightly bruised.
I gently pulled the nurse over to Midoriya where she immediately went to work, looking him completely over for several injuries while berating him constantly. I meanwhile took a seat next to them, trying to process what exactly happened moment ago. I mean seriously, Midoriya and I were just having a basic spar when, bam! He whips out some new shit and wrecks the entire place. How the hell did he even do that! With seven percent he shouldn't have been able to do tha…
"Midoriya how much did you put into that attack?" I asked my friend as Recovery Girl was taking an extensive look at one of his arms.
"Fourteen percent." he wheezed out.
"Your lucky you didn't get any fractures with that stunt!" Recovery girl yelled as she gave him a light whack on the head.
"Eeshh… you might want to keep any super moves like that down to, like, ten percent till your body can handle the backlash better." I informed Midoriya while rubbing one of my eyes, earning a quick glare from the nurse.
"Severe muscle strains along the torso, left leg and right arm. I am not even healing this half-way you fool." TheYouthful Heroine berated Midoriya under her breath as she returned to treating him.
Wait what!? If Midoriya used fourteen percent his entire body should be fucked! How the hell did he- "You mad genius..." I whispered in excitement getting the attention of the two beside me.
I gave Midoriya a maniac grin. "You figured out how to increase your quirks power in specific areas while still retaining your Cowl! How the hell did you figure that out!"
I received a pained smile from my green haired companion, "Remember the speech you gave me last week." he said before getting another whack on the head form Recovery girl.
"Ok one, that was a rant not a speech. Learn the difference. And two, how the hell does kickboxing and being yourself translate into this?!" I angrily questioned my pupil while wildly gesturing to the disaster that surrounded us.
"No, not that part," Midoriya said with a shake of his head, "it was the part about 'not forgetting what I've already learned and applying what I know in creative ways."
I sighed and shook my head, how in the hell Midoriya translated a six-and-a-half-minute rant into a bloody super move I'll never know. Then again, the mind of a selfless hero like him is hard to understand at time. It'll be easier to just leave that be for the moment. I sat in silence for a bit longer as Recovery Girl reluctantly gave Midoriya a gummy before healing him a bit. A few moments after that the doors to the gym opened and in came Mama Midoriya and Midnight. They both paused for a moment to take in the destruction before Ms. Midoriya spotted her son and ran towards him with a lister geyser of tears coming from her eyes.
As the two greenettes reunited I stood up and made my way to Nemuri who was giving me an questioning glare. However, before any words could be exchanged between us, Recovery Girl decided to butt in.
"Excuse me young man," Recovery Girl said angrily, "but who exactly do you think is going to clean this up?"
"The semi-autonomous Roombas that I doubt this school doesn't have." I answered calmly.
The only response I got from her was a cold glare, I turned to my adoptive mother hoping to receive some backup only to be with a similar expression. I sighed in anger before throwing my arms in the air.
"FINE!" I yelled viciously. "But I'm doing it my way!"
My declaration immediately sent my adoptive mother into panic mode.
"Marc, don't you dare!" she ordered.
But it already was far too late.
The entirety of my being exploded outwards, covering the entire gym, and everyone in it. The gym was dead silent for a moment before I began to move the benches back to their original places. The other four people in the gymnasium barely even moved for another moment or two before Nemuri wiped the sludge off her face.
"Why do you do this?" My mother asked me with the tone of an absolutely defeated individual.
"I guess you could say I have an 'explosive' personality." my voice echoed throughout the room as I barely contained my laughter.
You ended it on a pun… this took over two months and you ended it on a PUN!
Rinokill: hells to the yeah, I did, deal with it. Anyways some news readers. I'm changing up a few things for the in between arc chapters. From now on they'll all be short stories (ranging form 500-2000 words each) that are still cannon to the story but a lot easier to produce in a reasonable amount of time.
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