Mina and Tooru meet the family and get a window into life at Grandma's. Then the class rep election gets sprung on the class and Suri wonders if she's even qualified to try for the position. A small time crisis might just be the thing to change her mind.

"So, like, is your family Yakuza or something?"

"Nope."

"Drug lords?"

"Absolutely not."

"Oh oh, celebrities?"

"I mean, my dad's a pro and grandma used to be, but, no not really."

"Your security guards are kinda really cute~"

"Dai is gay and Ryo has a girlfriend. Plus, they're both in their twenties so they'd be off limits even if they were both available."

"But you agree they're hot!"

"I didn't-"

"Just admit it, girl!"

"Ugh, okay okay, they're both fine as hell but... they've been like an extra set of brothers while I've been here and I'm not into that sort of thing. Not really anyway."

"Ha! We win!"

"But seriously, how loaded is your family?"

Suri sighed deeply and hung her head as she led her two school uniform clad shadows through the Kuroyashi compound's front gate and towards the front door. After the exercises and reviews, Koda was nominated as the outstanding student for their battle and Mina had literally gotten down on her knees and bowed flat against the floor to apologize. Apparently, during their one on one skirmish, Mina's acid had gotten into Suri's hair and melted chunks of it. It was not a pretty sight. And even though Suri insisted on just dealing during the week and cutting and styling her hair over the weekend, Mina begged to make it up to her friend. Suri had reluctantly agreed. And not to be left out, Tooru had basically invited herself. Not that Suri had a problem with that. She wasn't opposed to having friends over.

Though, this was the first time she had had company over.

"Not exactly loaded," Suri finally replied, pausing at the door before turning back and looking towards the two girls with a shrug. "More of a community pillar."

She turned and opened the door and stepped into the entry. She was happy to discard her shoes into her cubby and let the cool feeling of the wood under her feet absorb into her soles through her stockings. Her nose flared as she picked up the warm scent of lemon and tea radiating from the kitchen making her smile happily.

Fresh tea.

Yes, please!

She had a hop to her step as she padded into the kitchen and grabbed her mug from the drying rack and poured the warm copper colored fluid, letting the sweet steamy scent flood her senses. She was about to offer her friends mugs as well until she turned around and her eyes caught a pair of figures in the living room area.

"Hey grandma," Suri said with as warm of a voice as she could and smiled, at least for the older woman's sake. The smile didn't reach her ears, and probably didn't look as friendly as she had meant for it to be. "Good evening, Kikuichi..."

"How was school, dear?"

"It was good, grandma. These are my friends Mina Ashido and Tooru Hagakure," she motioned to the pair of girls behind her.

The two of them bowed and gave full smiles... well Mina did for sure. She wasn't sure if Tooru was or not. She definitely sounded like it with her greeting at least. After they greeted Grandma Kuroyashi and Kikuichi they flanked Suri on either side.

"Ashido here," she pointed with her thumb over her right shoulder, "ruined my hair with her Quirk. Her and Hagakure decided they wanted to do my hair instead of letting me wait til the weekend to go get it done."

"That sounds wonderful, dear," Grandma Kuroyashi replied happily.

Kikuichi on the other hand rolled her eyes and scoffed at the girls, making sure to give her least professional and friendly glare towards the beast girl.

"Anyway, we'll be in my bathroom and my room and leave you to your business."

"Please do," the other woman scoffed.

Suri felt her two friends shift uncomfortably at the comment. Maybe it was the woman in general. She definitely didn't try to hide her disdain or even bother to play friendly in front of company. No, she was just that much of a bitch.

"This way, I should have clippers in my bathroom under the sink," Suri faked a smile and began leading the two girls towards her wing of the home. It was then that she felt a sting of energy press against her skin, squeezing her tightly and begin to burn. Suri chewed on her bottom lip, which had just recently fully healed, and rolled her head to try and release some of the strain in her muscles. She glared daggers at the auburn haired woman who's eyes had already bled to black with icy blue irises isolated in that dark glare. Her eyes were as cold and unwelcome as a blizzard in the middle of the night.

"Kikuichi," Grandma let out with a warning tone.

"It's fine," Suri responded in a fake friendly tone. "You'll be back to business in no time."

Suri hurriedly pushed Tooru and Mina along to her quarters and was nearly out of the living room before something got to her. Because of-fucking-course she had to say something.

"Yes, run along mutt," Kikuichi spat vindictively.

And that was it.

Suri smiled. A happy, carefree smile that reached her ears and, without a word, in one flawless motion placed her tea mug in Mina's hand, spun on her left toes and began walking back into the living room. Five long, smooth strides later she was in front of Kikuichi, fists balled tight and with the happiest smile anyone could ever see before she put a fist into the other woman's face. The punch sent her back into the couch she was standing in front of and made it roll backwards, spilling her onto the floor behind it. Suri let her own power roll outwards, fill the space around her and made damn sure that the rage and fury behind that energy lashed out and burned against the older woman's skin. She made sure the energy was thick enough for her to choke on and weigh her down with the pressure it came with as the two met eyes once again while Kikuichi wiped blood from her lips with the back of her hand.

"Look, Sakura," she spat back with a pleasant tone and smile. "I don't care that you're the second banana in the Pard. I don't care that you're her right hand girl. But, " she narrowed her eyes and put a force behind her voice, "But I am the granddaughter of your Hyo-Ra. I am the daughter of an Ulfric. Do not disrespect this family again."

Suri then looked to her family's matriarch, let the smile disappear in an instant and bowed herself graciously and apologetically towards the older woman.

"Forgive me for the disturbance, grandmother."

Grandma Kuroyashi simply smiled and bowed in return to Suri.

"No need for apologies, dear. Now run along, you have guests to entertain."

Suri looked to her two friends, both of them wide eyed - probably - with a look of shock and a hint of excitement on their faces as the exchange student quickly made her way back towards them. The three quickly strode into Suri's quarters, closing her bedroom door behind them and then sank into her bathroom. Once the bathroom door was closed, Suri shrunk a little against it and let out a long, deep breath before looking up and seeing Mina's excited face and imagined Tooru wearing a similar expression.

"That," Mina was shaking with glee.

"Was so cool!" Tooru finished for her in the same wonderous shriek.

"Yeah," Suri said with an exhausted sigh. "Sorry you two. Not everyone is very… accepting... of me around here."

"What did she mean by... mutt?" Mina asked with a curious and a little bit of a cautious look in her eye and tone.

"Well," Suri paused, thinking of an explanation. "Inner Beast is a sort of common Quirk throughout the world and people with the same beast tend to congregate into groups just like the animals we take after. Packs, Prides, Pards, Rodere, Murders, Schools, Flocks, you get the idea. Each one has a leader and a power structure and even though most of the groups are friendly with each other…"

Suri tried distracting herself a little as she talked, not wanting things to get too heavy or uncomfortable for her friends, by playing with her hair. She toyed with and fluffed it and tried to cover and disguise the missing chunks of melted hair to no avail.

"I've got two strikes against me."

"Your mom is Japanese and your dad is African American, right," Tooru stated simply. "I don't see that as a bad thing."

"I agree," Mina added. "You haven't let that stop you from anything from what I can tell."

"Nah," Suri smiled and shook her head. "Momma didn't raise no bitch. Well," Suri paused and shrugged a little, "maybe half of one. I'm a hybrid so there's strike two. Grandma took a lot of heat when my parents got together. They questioned whether she was fit to run the Pard because she let her only child be with someone who's so-not Japanese and is so-not leopard either. After a while, they just stopped talking about it. Tried to make it seem like it never happened and I didn't exist. Then… tada! I show up on Grandma's doorstep."

"Well I think you sounded cool standing your ground against whoever she is!"

"Thanks, Tooru," Suri laughed and went to pull up the shower stool in front of the mirror.

"I'm curious about something though," the invisible girl added. "What are the name things you used when you were talking? Hyo-something and Ulf… yeah, those."

"Hyo-Ra and Ulfric," Suri chuckled. "The first basically means Leopard Queen and Ulfric is the wolves' word for Wolf King."

"So," Mina thought for a second. "You're basically a princess!"

Suri snorted and gave a full hearty laugh, practically doubled over onto the bathroom vanity. She looked up and a full smile graced her face and for the first time since walking through the door she felt happy. Even if the Pard didn't like her or take to her - very few had - she could honestly and full heartedly say; she had friends.

"Seriously," Suri sighed happily. "Thank you, you two for everything so far. Now," Suri reached into the vanity cupboard and pulled out her hair set complete with clippers, brushes, and hair products. "Let's get this princess made up for the ball."

"Hey kid! Tell us, what is it like having All Might for a teacher? How is he adjusting to his role as an instructor at UA?"

"What can you tell us about All Might as your teacher?!"

Suri hissed as she pushed Tooru backwards, half shielding the two of them from the hordes of news media reporters swarming the front gate to UA, half dragging them out of the attention. The last thing Suri wanted was becoming a media darling in Japan on her third day at school.

"C'mon! Can't you and your girlfriend give us anything to work with?"

That stopped the two of them and they met eyes - as best as Suri could anyway - and Tooru could notice an ever so slight blink-and-you'll-miss-it hue of red on the darker girl's cheeks. The beast girl thought of something. It would embarrass the hell out of the two of them, but it would also get the media off their back. Nah, it would be better to save their dignity.

"One, we're not dating! Two, we've had him for literally one class," Suri faced the reporters with a gallic shrug. "How the fuck are we supposed to know?"

With that Suri and Tooru walked through the courtyard and into the school, rolling their eyes at how the media hounded and swarmed the front gates to prey on unsuspecting students. Then again, they might get some good soundbites from the more media darling types. The two joked about what would happen if they possibly cornered someone like Bakugou or Iida. The joking lasted until they made it to their classroom and opened the door to find Mina setting her backpack into its desk cubby.

The three smiled wide and hugged with Mina taking turns happily smushing her cheek against Suri's and the Tooru's. The pinkette then stood back and put her hands on her hips admiring her handiwork from the night before.

"Not too shabby if I do say so myself!"

Suri grinned and reached up to run her fingers along the finite stubble where Mina and Tooru had shaved around her ears. They had gone with an undercut, shaving the sides of Suri's head and brought the line of her neck up to the base of her skull. On top, the thick natural curls of Suri's hair were cut down leaving a thick raven colored wave in the center. Tooru had described it as a cloudy mohawk. It fit.

"Honestly, I was pleasantly surprised. You two did great," Suri replied happily.

"Anything for our resident princess," Mina joked, making Suri flush and sink into her shoulders a little bit.

"A nubian princess. That's so hot."

Suri's friends got a small show as her eyes rolled, her sclera flickering to black and her irises sharpening within that brief second. Her smile instantly turned sour and curled into a sharp pout in her lips.

"Hold that thought," Suri said quietly to the pinkette and invisible girl.

She then turned around and gave a warm deceptive smile to the source of the comment she had overheard. It was the same smile that she had given Kikuichi before leveling the bitch out. She wouldn't be able to do that in class, but someone definitely needed to be put in their place. She'd be more than happy to do so.

With a deceptive smile and a little sway to her hips she strutted towards the smallest member of Class 1-A and came to stand next to his desk. She then dropped, squatting down, her knees pointing downward to save at least a little bit of modesty. The teasing, and the display she put on would be a bit cruel but she'd be damned if she let him make her embarrassed of herself. She folded her arms over the side of his desk and rested her chin on them, covering the peek of cleavage that was offered for a mere second or two and then made sure that his dark eyes met hers with full attention.

"Mineta right? You wanna run that comment by me one more time?"

"I said you're hot. What's wrong with that, my chocolate princess?"

"Oh, I know you didn't just say that," the deceptive smile grew wider, baring fangs as she looked straight through him. "First of all, don't you ever let me catch you comparing me to food again. Ever. It's really fucking disrespectful and I don't appreciate it. And second, do you really, truly believe you have any chance in hell with me? You think you can handle me," she raised an eyebrow and looked him up and down. "Like, really?"

Mineta grinned coyly and puffed out his chest a little as he nodded his head.

"Buddy, you wouldn't know the first thing about handling a woman. Trust me," Suri smirked, "I've fucked boys like you before who think they're the gods' gift to the world and wow, they've been god awful. Every. Single. Time."

"You just haven't had a taste of the grape prince yet," he huffed, looking up smugly and folding his arms tight across his chest.

Suri snorted and began laughing, laying her forehead against her wrists as she bellowed into her chest. When she looked up back at Mineta she had a tear in the corner of her eye, her chest heaving up and down as she tried calming herself.

"Mineta, sweetie, this princess is always ready and willing for the right prince or princess and trust me, there's a couple candidates in this class. But you're not, and will never be one of them," she said with a smile. She had said it looking directly into his eyes as she let her left arm slip out from under her chin and deliberately ran a finger along the back of Midoriya's seat. It was a clear indication that he happened to fall into that category of prince she was willing to go a few rounds with. It was a hint. It was cruel. And she meant it to be. "So, Prince Sour Grape, if you disrespect me or any other girl…"

With her eyes locked onto his, like a predator looking at its prey, showing him the caged animalistic rage that dwelled behind her yellow green eyes. Her beast pressed its power against Suri's skin, making her electric to the touch and it rose just enough to voice its own displeasure in an almost silent growl that sent a vibration through the purple balled boy's desk.

"We will find you, and we will gut you like a fish," Suri and her beast spoke as one in a vicious dual whisper-growl. They spoke as one in a layered voice. And it brought the boy into a state of absolute horror and terror. He stared wide eyed and terrified as Suri stood up and looked down at him with a grin that must have resembled the smile the big bad wolf gave little red's grandma before he ate her. "We gucci?"

Mineta nodded slowly and swallowed the massive lump in his throat before Suri walked away. She winked at Mina and Tooru before the three of them took their seats just as Mr. Aizawa walked into the room.

"All right, everyone in your seat and quiet down," he began. Suri curiously noticed his tone wasn't quite as dry as it was yesterday and the day before. "Decent work on yesterday's combat training you guys. I saw the video feeds and went over each of your team's results."

"Bakugou," his tired eyes had flicked through several students, including Suri before coming to the blonde explosion user. "You're talented. So don't sulk like a child over your loss, okay?"

"Yeah, whatever."

"And Midoriya. I see the only way you won the match was by messing up your arm again." Aizawa let out a sigh and looked sharply at the greenette who had slumped into his chair. "Work harder. And don't give me that excuse that you don't have control over your Quirk. That line's already getting old. You can't keep breaking your body while training here. But your Quirk will be really useful if you can get a handle on it."

Suri watched Midoriya perk up at that last comment.

"So show a little urgency all right?"

"Right!"

"Kuroyashi."

Suri stiffened as she heard him call her name.

"You're talented in hand to hand but you and several others need to learn that going it alone is detrimental during team based exercises. It's good that you showed trust and confidence in your partner but your win was incredibly precarious."

"Yes, sir," Suri answered back before letting out the breath she was holding.

"Now, let's get down to business. Our first task will decide your future."

Oh shit.

"You all need to pick a class representative."

Oh fu-... wait, that's not as bad as it sounded.

After everyone left out a collective sigh or a collective breath that they had all held for that split second and once the tension was released a switch was flipped. Everyone erupted in an excited wave of chaos with everyone shouting and begging that they should be the one picked to be the class rep. Shit even Bakugou wanted the job.

"Silence, everyone please!"

He got what he wanted, at least. Everyone's attention turned to Iida towards the back of the room, standing tall with his hand raised to the sky.

"The class representative's duty is to lead others. That's not just something anyone can do. You must first have the trust of everyone in the classroom. Therefore, the most logical way to fill this position is democratically. We will hold an election to choose our leader!"

"Is this really the best idea?"

"We've only known each other a few days, how do we know who we can even trust?"

"Besides, everyone will just vote for themselves."

"Most people will," Iida admitted. "But that means whoever does receive multiple votes must be the most suitable person for the job. It's the best way right, sir?"

"Do what you want, just decide before my nap's over," Aizawa replied, instantly zipping up his sleeping bag and flopping to the floor.

"Thank you for your trust!"

Class rep huh?

Suri thought about each of her classmates that she could say she knew well and trusted or even just had a sense of trust in. But at the same time a leader was someone that commanded respect. She had a thought and it made her look around the room again.

"If we were a Pack or a Pard," she thought quietly. "Who would be most suitable for the role of our class' clan king or queen?"

She started up and down the class rows with her eyes, trying to decide who she would vote for. Of course she could vote for herself but would it be okay for the foreign exchange student to run the class?

Todoroki to her left, she considered, was strong - stupid strong - and intelligent but he was as quiet as and more antisocial than Koda. Yaoyorozu was incredibly intelligent, gorgeous, held herself pretty well and even had a sort of maternal vibe to her. There's a possibility. Bakugou had alpha male written all over him, could take charge, probably could be a decent leader but - and it's a big but - he's a certified, grade A asshole. He could play the role but he'd be more dictator than a king. Midoriya… shit, when he had his own alpha side on display he'd be a great candidate. Strong when he had his shit together, pretty intelligent as well, and he had a good heart. He'd be a shoe in if it wasn't for his social insecurities and anxiety that were pretty obvious to everyone just talking to him.

Tooru, she trusted, without a doubt, though whether she could take charge of a class? Especially with someone like Bakugou… he'd just roll over her. Kirishima wouldn't get bulldozed as easily and he had a pretty good head on him. He was also one of those personalities like Mina's where they were just easy to talk to and get along with. Mina, speaking of which, could hold the job… if she was motivated to do all of the extra work. Yeah, between them, Kirishima was the better choice. And then there was Iida. He had the intelligence for sure, well spoken even if he was overly stiff and robotic about it. Humble when he wanted to be. He'd be the least slimy politician ever. Which, come to think of it, the class representative was a sort of political position. But would someone like Bakugou respect him? Eh, fuck it, Iida had Suri's respect and that's what mattered most.

Speaking of the robot himself he had emptied out his backpack neatly onto his desk and used it as a makeshift ballot box. While Suri had been in thought, he'd come around and laid neatly ripped squares of paper on everyone's desk to write their vote on and was about to come around to collect the votes. Damn he was organized. And hell, the rips on the papers were almost completely and perfectly square. He was anal about every detail.

"You know what," Suri smirked. "I think I know who I'm voting for."

She folded her vote and tossed it into the empty bag when Iida came around before leaning back in her chair and folding her arms behind her head to wait for the election. After collecting the votes he delegated the job of counting the votes to Uraraka to 'not sway the results of the election in personal interest.' The digital chalkboard listed every student's name and she began tallying the votes before the list was rearranged by vote amount as she stepped away.

ELECTION RESULTS:

Suri Kuroyashi 3

Izuku Midoriya 3

Momo Yaoyorozu 2

"My fellow students, it looks like there is a tie between Kuroyashi and Modoriya," Iida stated. He was visibly disappointed for not getting the position he so clearly wanted. He may have shot himself in the foot on that one. He did however, mutter something under his breath about being grateful and honored for the single vote he did get though.

Both Suri and Midoriya stared at the election results wide eyed and utterly surprised. Suri didn't expect to get any votes let alone three, if she was being completely honest. If she had voted for herself like most of the class did, she would be the clear winner, but for some reason it didn't quite feel right. Was it just because she was a foreigner that she was hesitant?

"So now what, ribbit?"

"I think it best," Iida pushed up his glasses and gave the rest of the glass a stern look. "That we continue to settle this in a democratic fashion. I propose a second round of voting. And to ensure there is a clear victor, I propose the top three candidates available for vote."

"So we vote again for either Kuroyashi, Midoriya, or Yaoyorozu? I'm cool with that."

"The three of us won't vote," Suri stood up and looked sternly at the board. "If there's only seventeen people voting, it limits the chance of a tie even more. Plus, it gets rid of our own bias towards ourselves."

"Brilliant, Kuroyashi," Iida exclaimed. "I will prepare for the next round of voting."

Suri, Midoriya, and Yaoyorozu were directed to wait out in the hallway for the next round of voting to ensure their influence wasn't present. Suri sighed and leaned herself back against the windows outside of the classroom and watched the doors with a blank, sort of distant stare. She wasn't exactly sure how she felt about being one of the top candidates for class representative, especially looking at who she thought was a better choice. Midoriya paced nervously, he was even less sure about being nominated and it showed.

"If I'm being honest," Suri sighed. "Yaoyorozu, you'd be my pick if I were in there voting. You were one of my choices in the first place."

"You didn't vote for yourself?" she asked curiously. "Nearly everyone did, just as Iida pointed out that they would. I know I did and I'm sure you did as well, Midoriya."

That stopped him from pacing and to look directly towards the taller raven haired girl.

"Y-yeah. Like Iida said, it was logical for everyone to vote for themselves. I was surprised that I got the extra votes. I-I'm grateful I got them but, it was sort of a shock."

"No, I voted for Iida or else we wouldn't be revoting," Suri shook her head and shrugged. "You guys don't have an issue with an outsider representing the class?"

"You made it into UA just like the rest of us. I don't see why not."

"I agree with Yaoyorozu. You're just as much a member of class 1-A as the rest of us."

"I apologize if I haven't done enough to make you feel more welcome here," Yaoyorozu stated, placing a hand over her heart and a sorrowful look in her eyes.

"No," Suri shook her head and put her hands up. "You don't have anything to apologize for. I guess… I had a moment yesterday that made me remember that not everyone… even family… aren't always accepting."

"I-I know exactly how you feel, Kuroyashi," Midoriya gave a small smile.

"Thanks, you guys."

"The results have been tallied," Iida said in a near shout, his tone full of urgency as he slid the classroom door open in a blur of motion.

The three gave each other a look, shared warm smiles and then took a collective breath as they walked into the class and looked to the board for the results. Suri froze as she looked at the results and her mouth hung agape for a long frozen moment.

ELECTION RESULTS: ROUND 2

Suri Kuroyashi 8

Momo Yaoyorozu 5

Izuku Midoriya 4

It took Mina smacking her on the back for Suri to finally come to and make sense of the results. The pinkette and Tooru all but dragged the beast girl up to the front of the room and stood her front and center in front of the entire class. Momo gave the shorter girl a smile of confidence and came to stand next to her on her left.

"All right. Kuroyashi is our class representative and Yaoyorozu is our vice president," Aizawa stated, leaning up enough in his sleeping bag enough to make the announcement.

Suri, still trying to process being elected, stood there silently staring off into the distance. Why was it bugging her so much that her peers picked her? Shouldn't she be happy? Shouldn't she be reveling in the fact that they wanted her to be the one representing them?

"I do find it odd that you're not more enthusiastic about being in a position of power. This is good for us, is it not?"

Suri closed her eyes and let herself dip into that space inside herself where she could come face to face with herself. The large wolf leopard hybrid tapped its long luscious tail against its flat stone bed as she watched the human side of herself curiously. Suri sighed and walked towards the stone pedestal and sat down next to her beast, letting the scent of Earth and home fill her senses and help ease her mind.

"I don't know why. It shows that I have people that consider me worthy of them, that I'm not invisible… sorry Tooru. I guess," Suri took a deep breath and let it out. "I guess I was ready for them to be like the rest of the people in my life. I was ready and waiting for them to think of me as the little mutt like everyone else."

"I have never cast you out."

"No. I know. But you can't really… can you?"

The beast simply smiled.

"The entrance exams…"

"Before the battle began you had forgotten that I am always here. Your loneliness was quite cold so I decided I'd let you have a taste of that. It's not the first I've done that either, Suri."

"Sorry... "

The hybrid tilted its head as she looked at Suri and the expression that crossed her face. Something between deep thought and frustration.

"Is something the matter?"

"I feel like I know your name now, like it's on the tip of my tongue. But for the life of me, I just can't spit it out, ya know?"

"Mmm, you'll find out soon, child," she laughed and let a warm purr rumble throughout her body. "Ah, our friends are trying to get our attention. See you soon, Suri~"

"Suri? Girl, are you in there somewhere?

"Huh? What?"

Suri blinked rapidly and watched a pink hand flailing in front of her face and a very concerned Mina staring at her. The beast girl quickly flicked her eyes and took in her surroundings and immediately noted that she was no longer in class but in the cafeteria. Mina was sitting across from her, Tooru and Kirishima next to the pinkette and Ojirou sitting on Suri's right. They were all looking at her like she had been injured or something.

"Sorry, guess I spaced out there."

"Yeah you did!" shouted Tooru, her uniform bouncing rapidly to show she was flailing her arms.

"You sure you're okay?" Ojirou questioned.

"Yeah, dude, you've been out of it since the results," Kirishima added.

"Yeah. I guess… I guess I'm just shocked by it all."

"Well don't fret, Hyo-Ra! You're gonna do great!"

Suri quickly shot her attention towards Mina and looked her directly in her eyes with a very questioning glance.

"What did you just say?"

"O-Oh… well… you said that that kinda means queen in your family," Mina replied quietly and slightly nervously. "Or would it be Ulfric?"

Suri couldn't help but smile and shake her head. Yeah, this really was starting to feel like home.

"Mina, you're the best," she finally replied as warmth filled her. "If you're siding with my family back in the States, it would be Lupa. There's not really a word for what I am."

"What's a Hyo-Ra?" Kirishima asked curiously.

"Yeah, I don't think I've ever heard of any of those words before," Ojirou added.

"It's family stuff," the three girls said in unison.

"Oh! Since there's no word, why not make your own," Tooru chimed in. "Like… oh! Lupra or Hyo-kami"

"You know what, I like them. I think I-"

"WARNING! LEVEL THREE SECURITY BREACH! ALL STUDENTS PLEASE EVACUATE THE BUILDING IN AN ORDERLY FASHION!"

"Whoa, what's that?!" Mina and Kirishima exclaimed in unison.

"Somebody actually made it on campus?" a nearby third year shouted to his friends.

"Has that ever happened before?" one of his friends questioned in a panic.

"No!" another shouted. "We gotta get out of here!"

Suri looked from them back to her friends and took a deep breath, closing her eyes, taking that split second to steel herself. She opened her eyes, looked them over, and tried to put on her best commanding voice.

"All right guys, stick together and let's head for the exit," she said, grabbing the attention of their small group.

"Yes ma'am," Mina cheered with a giant ear to ear smile.

The five of them got up and, in a tight line, began moving towards the exits alongside their classmates, Kirishima moving up to grab Kaminari and Ojirou falling back to wait for Sero. They were moving at a decent pace until they got into the main hall leading to the doors where they were bottlenecked with everyone that had just been in the crowded cafeteria with them. Within seconds, chaos erupted as the hall echoed with the overbearing sounds of students yelling and screaming at each other. The wide open space became claustrophobic as hundreds of students piled into each other, making it nearly impossible to move. The air became thick with panic as the crowding and mashing of bodies made it harder and harder for everyone to breathe.

In the bustling crowd Suri and her group got separated before she herself was forcefully shoved into the back of other students in front of her. She growled and gritted her teeth as she tried to force enough space for her to breathe and at least move her feet a little bit. Looking for her friends she found that, luckily, Ojirou and Sero were in the back of the crowd where it wasn't so tight. She spotted Kirishima and Kaminari doing their best to control the crowd and get them to slow down and stop pushing to no avail. Mina was nowhere to be found but she could hear her yelling at someone who had been a little too handsy in all of the chaos. She spotted the tops of Uraraka, Midoriya, and Iida's heads not too far ahead of her. Out of her group that just left…

"Ow! Stop, you're stepping on me!"

Suri's ears twitched and she jerked her head quickly to her right and watched the shadowy figure of Tooru being pushed to the ground and about to be trampled. With a vicious growl Suri charged forward, bullying her way through the crowd towards her friend who she swiftly grabbed by the hand and lifted back onto her feet. The pushing from behind forced the two of them to the windows where the invisible girl pressed her back against the glass as her head and chest were cradled into Suri's own. Suri planted her hands on either side of Tooru and forced her arms outward to create a makeshift barrier of her own body to shield her friend.

"Ow! Fuck," Suri grunted and gritted her teeth as she was hit and bumped over and over again before looking down to Tooru with a forced smile. "Heh, doesn't this remind you of the first time we met?"

"Hihi! I'd say," Tooru giggled a little and then let out a deep breath. "Thank you, Suri. Really."

"Not a problem, hun. What are friends for," Suri gave her invisible friend a caring smile and then looked around. "The hell is going on anyway?"

Her head turned and she craned her neck to look towards the exit and soon her eye caught Iida as he too moved towards the windows and then got forcefully smashed against them.

"Iida, you all right?"

"Ah! Kuroyashi. Ow! And Hagakure! Are you two - ow - all right?"

"I had to pull Tooru out. Trying my best over here to keep her from getting smashed again."

"My leg hurts but I think I'll be fine. Could've been a lot worse."

"Thank goodness!" Iida grunted before his cheek was smashed hard into the glass. "Is it villians or something that got past the gates?"

"No, I don't think it is. I think we'd hear fighting, right," Suri answered back with a question of her own. That's when she spotted something and narrowed her eyes. "Wait!"

"Is that?"

"It's just the media!" Suri and Iida shouted in unison.

"Guys! Calm down!" Iida called out to deaf ears.

"Shit, it's a false alarm," Suri grunted and she was pressed harder into Tooru in front of her. "I'm sorry, Tooru."

Suri growled loudly as she was elbowed in the back of the spine, making her bow into the invisible girl in front of her and press her harder and more uncomfortably into the glass.

"It's a false alarm! Stop pushing and calm down!" she called out behind her. When nothing happened she grunted and turned back to Tooru and hung her head. "I can't get them to listen to me. Dammit!"

"W-what about that... thing you did yesterday?" Tooru had to lean up and speak softly and directly into Suri's ear.

"What thing?"

"Whatever you did to that lady?"

"I can't punch another student in the face," Suri laughed and shook her head.

"No," Tooru whined. "When you got mad. I could feel… something. And then the voice thing. That was pretty scary, honestly."

"Wait, you felt…" Suri looked at the girl with shocked eyes. Had Mina felt it too? She was sure she had heard when her and her beast spoke at the same time but to feel the actual power her and her beast shared?

"It is a possibility," her beast spoke up at that point. "Those that are more sensitive to metaphysics however, may feel a small amount of pain. The rest will be, as you put it, knocked on their asses."

"Why help now," Suri muttered under her breath, even though she knew that Tooru would probably - no, most likely - hear her talking to herself.

"Because the only way to stop a frenzied pack is to assert dominance. Show them you are not one to fuck with," the beast purred. "And besides, I wish for them to stop hurting our friends."

"Our friends, huh?" Suri smirked.

"I am quite fond of the pink one, and I am very fond of this one," Suri could feel the animal smile awkwardly with its muzzle and look the invisible girl over as if she could see her perfectly. Could she? Then she spoke again, "My preference is towards Lupra. I like the ring of it. And because it is a word our friend, Tooru, made."

"All right, Tooru, this may hurt a little. I'm sorry for that but as your Lupra," Suri made sure to grin and look directly into Tooru's eyes as she said it. It let her know she liked the title. "I've gotta do something to make this stop."

"Y-you liked it?"

"We did," Suri purred with a doubled voice. Her eyes instantly rolled to black while her fangs and nails grew in length. A rumbling snarl rumbled upwards from inside her, making her entire body vibrate as she let her power spring to life. She could scent everyone in the hallway, she knew exactly where her friends and classmates were in that second. She knew which ones were in pain, which ones were panicking, and which ones were just safe outside of the mob. The fact that her friends were hurt made the energy boil with a contained rage that made her beast sprout, letting her long tail shoot from her spine and made her ears and nose lengthen to something more animalistic.

"I am Lupra of Class 1-A," she whisper-growled as she closed her eyes and let the pressure of her beastial energy build up. And I said…"

"ENOUGH!"

Suri's eyes shot open and with that came a wave of pure electric energy that exploded off of her skin and shot backwards into the crowd. The pure force of it knocked the mob surrounding her, Tooru, and Iida over until they were the only three left standing in that vicinity. She turned back into the mob and a collective gasp was heard as everyone went deadly silent and staring terrified into the glowing chartreuse fire radiating from Suri's eyes.

"Everyone calm down," she growled in a doubled voice and pointed a sharp claw towards the windows. "It's just the media from this morning. I don't know how they got through but the teachers are taking care of them and the police are probably already on their way,"

Suri turned back to look at Tooru, slightly huddled against the glass with her arms clutched in a tight hug across her chest.

"You okay, Tooru," Suri whispered.

"Y-yeah. I… I'm okay."

Suri nodded, her eyes softening as she felt fear radiating from her friend. She looked to where her friends and classmates stood and saw or felt the same worry, shock, or fear coming from them as well.

"We're UA students. Future heroes. We're better than this!" She motioned towards the entire scene around them. "We should be looking out for each other. A stupid little alarm should make us more vigilant, wary of our surroundings, and making sure the person by our side is safe. Not trampling and hurting our friends in a panic. We're supposed to be the best of the best, the future of hero society. So stop panicking and fucking do better!"

Ironic. Panic is what brought Suri to Japan in the first place. Who was she to lecture about panicking over something?

Suri looked back towards her friends and then down to the people that had been near her who were just now trying to get to their feet. Some of them were clutching themselves like Tooru, like an immense cold or incredibly uncomfortable feeling was surrounding them and squeezing tightly. She frowned and sighed sorrowfully.

"I'm sorry if you were hurt by my Quirk," she spoke softly with still a hint of her layered voice, The fiery glow of her eyes had all but disappeared. Now they were remorseful. Some of the students looked at her with sour expressions, others were more wary and a little fearful.

And speaking of fear.

She turned back to her invisible friend, pressed her hands together and bowed, sinking to her knees in front of the other girl. "I'm really really sorry, Hagakure."

"Hey," her friend replied in a small but warm voice, laying her hands over Suri's and holding them tightly. It brought Suri's head up to look at the floating clothing to where Tooru's face should be. "A queen shouldn't bow like this."

Suri smiled at her friend and the two got to their feet together and both swept their hands over their uniforms, straightening them out as their classmates began to gather around them. The mob had begun filing through the exit door quietly and calmly in the orderly fashion that they had been originally instructed.

"A queen huh?" Suri smirked and nudged her friend. "Careful what kind of power trips you put into my head, sweetie."

"Us," her beast purred inside her head. "A queen?"

There was a soft, gritty laugh that rose from the animal inside her and it grinned wide as she went to lay back onto her rock. Her throne.

"All hail your Lupra, the beast queen of 1-A~"

Nah, the inner beast wasn't letting the prospect of power go to her head.

Nope.

Not at all.