Hey, guys! BD is back with another installment of 'A Homestay to Remember.' This chapter will serve as an interlude. In this chapter, class 1-A, Hitoshi, and team RWBY are facing judgment day after being caught by their teachers. Everyone is having their fears about what could happen but not all are vocal about it, particularly a certain Snow Queen. What will happen? Misadventures, mishaps, and hijinks continue. Enjoy! Feel free to comment and/or follow and subscribe!
As always, which girl do you ship with Izuku? And yes, it is obviously a harem but it is always fun to wonder! Enjoy!
Team Emerald Rose! {Ruby x Izuku}
Team White Emerald! {Weiss x Izuku}
Team Greenshade! {Blake x Izuku}
Team Golden Emerald! {Yang x Izuku}
A new day had dawned at camp. Not even twenty-four hours of their settling in and in came a fresh batch of hell. Izuku hardly slept. His mind ran marathons on the uncertainty of tomorrow. Granted he has involved himself in situations that warranted a response from his homeroom teacher. However, how could he talk himself out of this?
Ms. Joke provided him, along with Denki and Minoru breakfast. Instead of spending the night running laps while carrying pails of sand until daybreak, their teacher had mercy on them. Instead, he gave them spare quilts and they had spent the night in the spare room at his quarters. When they woke up, Ms. Joke provided them with fresh towels and went through the trouble to provide them with their gym uniforms. As they ate their scrambled eggs, porridge and miso soup, he did leave a note that he and the others were to report to his office within the hour. A strong urgency at the bottom, particularly Izuku to please be prompt and present. Unless the Eraser Hero had the ability to display emotion in his letter, Izuku could smell the looming fear as he tried not to stain his uniform with the tabasco sauce.
As soon as he and the boys left Aizawa's quarters, they were met with the girls. Kyouka, Tooru, and Hitoshi spent the night in the quarters of Kayama-sensei and Takeyama-senpai. Judging by the layers beneath their eyelids, their sleep wasn't as pleasant as the boys. Professor Goodwitch was provided a room on the opposite end of the main house. That was where the Beacon girls resided. Even when the parties entered the first floor of the main house, the Beacon girls were already presented. Prompt, prepared and dressed in their Beacon uniform attire, the girls sat up straight, their hands resting on their laps and their eyes staring at the door. Izuku wasn't sure what their teacher did when they were alone with her but whatever she did, she did a good job making them look like forgiving, kempt students.
Present Mic stepped out of the office. Using an air horn wasn't necessary due to the vast space of the area. He had informed them that Aizawa-sensei and the staff were having their hearing and would speak with them momentarily.
Izuku didn't like the sound of that — a hearing. Only time he heard about hearings, they were questioning whether or not to keep them as UA students. He kept telling himself not to be alarmed. What kind of person would prepare to expel them, supply them with quilts and pillows and breakfast? The same person who expelled his entire freshman class the year before.
That alone made him swallow a lump in his throat. Who knows what kind of tricks could be in Aizawa's sleeping bag.
The tension outside Aizawa's office was palpable as Izuku and the others waited. Nervousness was evident on their faces, a mix of worry and anticipation. Each of them exchanged glances, some fidgeted with their clothes or hair, while others tried to maintain a brave front. The prospect of facing potential consequences weighed heavily on their minds, and the atmosphere was charged with a mix of anxiety and determination.
Breaking the tense silence, it was Tooru that stepped forward with a reassuring smile. "Hey, guys. I wouldn't worry so much," she said softly, her voice carrying a comforting tone. "I'm sure Aizawa-sensei will understand the situation, and we'll work through this together. We're a team, after all."
Her words seemed to ease the tension a bit, and a few of them managed to offer hesitant smiles in return. The invisible moe's optimism was like a small beacon of hope in the midst of uncertainty, reminding them that they were indeed a team and that they could rely on each other to face whatever their way.
Minoru nodded in agreement, trying to muster up some confidence. "Yeah! Tooru's right. We've been through some pretty crazy stuff before. This might feel like a big deal now, but we'll find a way to handle it. And it's not like we're alone in this. We've got each other's backs."
An exasperated clicking sound was heard from across the way. It was Weiss, with her arms crossed and her legs crossed, clicking her heels — showing disdain to the optimism presented by the grapehead dwarf and the invisible moe. "Oh please, don't try to sugarcoat this. We messed up, plain and simple." She cleared her throat. "No, scratch that. You messed up, plain and simple."
Her frosty blue eyes furrowed at the emerald-haired teen, sitting directly from him. "This is all your fault. From the beginning, you have been nothing but a meddlesome pest. Tricking, cajoling, and causing havoc and trouble to us and those around you." She uncrossed her legs and stood up. "It makes a lot of sense why they call you Deku."
Minoru intervened and placed his hand on Izuku's shoulder. "Hey, that is unnecessary."
"Yeah," interjected Tooru. "How rude of you!"
An exasperated sigh was let out by the Snow Queen. "Am I lying when it's the truth?! How and why are we in this position? Why am I even here in the first place? This should have been nothing more than a simple homestay, a getaway. And now, here we are at a hearing — a hearing! Last time I checked, do I look like a thug to you? Do I look like someone that gets in trouble? I may admit that he may not be involved in everything but whatever he does, meets, or touches, he brings trouble. If anything, he is nothing but a jinx!"
The Snow Queen turned her gaze back to Izuku. "Why do these people think you're innocent? I will never know. If you hadn't been the center of attention with your…whatever you are doing, maybe we wouldn't have ended up in this mess." She crossed her arms, her frustration evident in her stance.
"Please, stop," said Minoru, showing a look of disdain on his face. "We don't need this negativity."
"And you are?"
"Minoru. Minoru Mineta."
"Okay…in that case…." The Snow Queen arched her eyebrow. "Minoru…I barely need your input." She scoffed under her breath. "What good are you anyway, you stinky sow? Wearing a leash and your face covered in used, soiled panties like a monkey in heat."
Minoru, not one to back down easily, responded with a mix of irritation and sarcasm. "Oh, excuse me, Miss Ice Queen, for not living up to your standards of perfection." He threw his arms up in exasperation.
"You wouldn't know what perfection was if it bit you on the ass. Yet again, who wants to touch such a vile thing like you?" It was then met with Weiss waving her hands. "I have smelled raunchy curry inside of Filipino sweatshops that was more appetizing than you."
Minoru's face turned beet red by that surprised rebuttal.
"Oh, I'm sorry, Princess, I guess not all of us can be perfect heiresses with fancy dust and a posh upbringing. Some of us have to make do with what we have."
"And some of us aren't familiar with soap and deodorant either, am I right," retorted Weiss.
Weiss's comment hit a nerve and Minoru's jaw tightened. His eyes flared with frustration as he tried to shoot back. Hitoshi felt that it was time to intervene.
"Guys, chill out," she said as she stood in between Minoru and Weiss. "Minoru, it isn't worth it. Even if you ante up against her, you wouldn't stand a chance." She then turned to Weiss. "And Weiss, I wouldn't sit here and pretend that you were made without fault. Only God knows the skeletons that you hide in your closet."
"Is that what the doctors tell you when that bundle of joy you canceled goes in the medical waste heap," retorted Weiss.
She was speechless. Hitoshi admitted to herself that it was a comeback that even herself didn't see coming.
"She's right." Tooru said as she sighed through her nose. "We're making this as if we have been charged with crimes against humanity. No different than anyone else in that matter."
"Easy for you to say. You can literally fade into the background and no one would notice," retorted Weiss as she rolled her eyes. "Oum didn't bless me with that kind of semblance."
"Okay, that is hitting below the belt," responded Kyouka.
"Oh, and what is that? My words or those keloids hanging from your ears," interjected Weiss.
"Do you hear what comes out of that mouth of yours?" Minoru retorted. "I don't know what crawled up your ass and set up shop but at least have the decency to show respect. She's just making light of the situation." He returned to his seat. "We're sitting here playing the blame game without knowing what they're going to do. I admit, I've messed up. Denki and I were somewhere where we weren't supposed to be. Midnight and Mount Lady caught me in the act. They caught me with things that I wasn't supposed to have." He had to tread lightly on the situation, especially since there was a certain blonde that had a bone to pick with him about what happened to her infinity scarf.
"If anything, we've extended our stay with this camp," said Denki. "Although I can't say what's going to happen to the Beacon girls…."
"I can tell you what's going to happen," interjected Weiss. "A smudge on our permanent record. Professor Goodwitch, Ozpin, maybe Oum won't allow us to travel aboard again. We'll probably have to repeat a year.
"I should have known better than to involve myself in this. I should have stayed at home but no, I didn't want conviction. I didn't want my so-called friends to think I wouldn't play ball. This entire trip has been hell one after another." She then stared back at Izuku. "All because of him." She pointed her finger at him. "So help me Oum when Daddy get wind about this, I am going to make sure that he's going to give you a—"
…!
*SLAP*
Blake's slap echoed through the hallway, cutting through the tense atmosphere. Her eyes were fierce as she looked at Weiss, her voice carrying a mix of anger and disappointment.
"Enough, Weiss! You can't keep blaming Izuku for everything. No one put a gun to your head and forced you to come with us. Your being here is out of your own free will."
Her words were firm, and it seemed like her actions had shocked Weiss into silence. The group fell into an uneasy quiet, the weight of the situation settling heavily upon them.
"We get it. You're frustrated and stressed, we all are. But you've been taking it out on Izuku since we got here. Even the things he didn't do, you blamed him. What's next? Global warming? The fentanyl crisis? I'm going to assume he is responsible for the terrorism caused by Cinder and White Fang as well. Is he also responsible for killing our friend, Pyrrha?"
The amber-eyed teen's words hung in the air, a raw honesty that cut through the tension. The others looked between Blake and Weiss, waiting to see how the latter would respond.
"Auntie Inko was right. Since the entirety of this trip, you have been nothing but negative. He has been nothing but a punching bag to you and all because of one thing. One thing! A thing that anyone could have accidentally done. Who hasn't walked in on someone in the bathroom? And don't think we didn't forget you plotting with Katsuki to prank him. How can you play innocent when you're part of causing trouble?"
Ruby's voice came softly, her concern evident as she tried to defuse the situation.
"Hey, guys. Let's all calm down and —" Ruby's attempt failed as the Faunus held her hands, citing silence.
Blake's determination didn't waver. She turned to Weiss, her eyes searching for the truth.
"No, Ruby. This has been building up. I want to know, Weiss. Why have you been so angry and aggressive towards Izuku? What did he do to deserve this?"
The air was thick with tension as Blake's question hung between them, waiting for Weiss's response.
Izuku was feeling bad. The last thing he wanted to see was the girls arguing over him. He decided that he needed to diffuse the situation.
His voice was gentle as he stepped in, his intention clear.
"Ruby's right. We shouldn't be arguing over this. And Weiss, I understand that you're frustrated, but maybe we can talk this out instead of fighting. If there's something that's bothering you, I'd like to know." He then presented a smile. "I know we're not the best of friends, but you're here as guests for this exchange. And being your host brother, we should support each other."
His words were an attempt to ease the tension and bring some understanding to the situation. He hoped that by approaching Weiss with empathy, they could find a way to resolve the underlying issues.
"Spare me your sympathy," retorted Weiss. "I don't believe a word you say. You think you can pretend to smile and move people by your expression and watery words? Typical men — always want to snatch and grab anything that doesn't belong to them."
"What do you mean, Weiss?"
"Stop saying that! You don't deserve to say my name, boy. I know what you're doing. You may have them fooled but I am not. You're taking Blake and the others away from me."
Izuku's expression showed a mix of surprise and hurt. He took a step back, his voice still soft but carrying a hint of sadness.
"Weiss, that's not true. I don't want to take your friends away from you. I just want us all to get along and enjoy our time here together. If I've done something to make you feel this way, I genuinely want to know so we can work it out."
"Lies, all lies!" She balled her fists. "From day one you have planned to take them away. Men, all of them. Think their sweet words are enough to pull us in, only wanting to snatch and grab what they really crave. People like you make me sick."
Her harsh words hung in the air, creating an uncomfortable tension among the group. Ruby, Blake, and Yang exchanged uncertain glances, unsure of how to proceed. Tooru and Kyouka shifted uneasily, while Denki, Minoru, and Hitoshi kept their heads down, sensing the rising conflict.
The emerald-haired teen's face showed a mix of more hurt and confusion. Where was this coming from? He took a deep breath, trying to keep his emotions in check.
"I'm really sorry if I've done something to upset you, Weiss. I'm sorry about walking in on you in the bathroom." The teen bowed apologetically. "I didn't know you were in there. I…I am just not used to having people in the home, let alone girls. It was never my intention to hurt you. I just want all of us to get along and support each other."
Tears streamed down Weiss's cheeks as her emotions reached a breaking point. She felt frustrated, jealous and hurt. She could no longer contain her feelings of disdain. Her voice trembled as she expressed her feelings.
"Why…why do you all go out of your way for him and not for me? Is there something wrong with me? Have I been such a terrible friend that you all would rather defend him?" Weiss turned her face to Blake. "You're supposed to be my best friend. The one that is supposed to have my back. What makes him so special that you would forget about me?"
Ruby stepped forward, her eyes filled with sincerity. "Weiss, that's not true at all. We care about you just as much. We've been through so much together, and you mean a lot to us."
Yang nodded in agreement.
"Yeah, Weiss. You're our friend. Don't think for a second that we value you any less."
The Snow Queen's shoulders shook as she tried to control her sobs. She didn't want to feel this way, but her insecurities had taken hold.
The Faunus's brow furrowed concerningly as she listened to Weiss's explanation. She stepped forward, her voice gentle but probing.
"If you have been feeling like this, why didn't you tell us sooner? Why create this rollercoaster? Why involve yourself with Katsuki?"
The blue-eyed teen's gaze dropped to the ground. A mix of shame and sadness in her expression.
"I…I didn't think you'd believe me. It's just that…every time I tried to express myself, it felt like I was being overshadowed. Like no one would take my concerns seriously."
"But why give Izuku this kind of hell? Whether or not you want to accept it, you too have played a role in this as well," she said to Weiss. "Your insecurities created a brew that prompted another insecure boy to go after Izuku. Then, you and that said boy created this debacle at the fashion show." She folded her arms. "We wouldn't even be here if it wasn't for the actions that you two have caused. But every chance, who's the real troublemaker?"
Weiss wiped the tears in her eyes. She just wasn't ready to accept that part of her that knew that Blake was right.
"Since arriving in Japan, I've been upfront and honest with you. Remember that talk we shared on our first night? Or the talk we had in the kitchen? Those were opportunities you could have been honest with me," said Blake. "Instead, pride took precedence and now here we are due to actions you've played a part of."
Yang intervened. "We've all played a role. I won't sit here and allow her to take any more blame." She then wrapped her arm around Weiss's shoulder. "We're teammates and as a team, we should be held accountable for our actions. There isn't an I but we." She pecked Weiss on the cheek. "We love you, Weiss. You're forever our family but keeping this bottled up inside isn't good for you."
"And neither is pointing the finger at someone that shouldn't be the target of your frustration." Ruby added.
"Real friends speak their minds, even if there are things we don't want to hear," said Blake.
Weiss looked at her friends, vulnerability etched across her features.
"I…I'm sorry. I didn't mean to lash out like that. It's just…my own issues, I guess."
Izuku reached out, placing a reassuring hand on Weiss's shoulder. "You don't have to apologize. We all have moments of doubt and insecurity. But that's why you have friends like these." He displayed a smile to the other girls. "You are a team. They are here to support each other through the hard times. And just like family, we're going through the squabbles like them."
Denki stood up and joined the group. It wasn't long when Hitoshi, Kyouka and the others followed suit.
"Deku's right. We've had our ups and downs, but that doesn't change the fact that we're a team," said Denki with his trademark smile.
"Moments like these will build us up and we will become stronger from it," said Minoru.
"You four are in a new environment and I know that gotta be scary. You guys didn't expect what was going to result from being here," said Tooru, smiling at the girls. "Sometimes misunderstandings happen, but that doesn't mean our unity isn't strong."
Weiss wiped away her tears. Yang continued to keep her arm around Weiss's shoulder.
"They're right," said Hitoshi. "And with friends like these that can be understanding and forgiving…" She whistled. "Take advantage of that. Take it from me when it comes to relationships. You won't find it in the middle of a gangway with a salaryman on his knees with a lighter who wants to look at your panties…."
[Imagine dark streaks appearing behind the entire group]
The purple-haired teen nervously laughed, rubbing the back of her head. "Did I spoil the moment again?!"
Izuku gently packed the back of his senpai's back. He then turned his sights back onto Weiss. "I'm sorry if my presence has caused you any distress. That was never my intention. And just like all things, we can work through this together."
Hearing caused Blake's heart to twinge. She immediately clutched her chest as she couldn't believe how repentant he was toward the very person who dared plan to sabotage him. There he was taking the heat that he didn't deserve and still showed his candid smile and was willing to take responsibility for their actions. It just didn't make sense to her. How can this man be a saint? She herself was reflecting on the remarkable qualities that defined the man that she had grown to love. Despite the challenges and the woes that were carried, his capacity for forgiveness and understanding stood out to her.
Weiss dropped her head but surprisingly it was Izuku that lifted it up. Her eyes were wide as saucers as he continued carrying that smile. Her conflicted feelings were certainly evident.
She extended her hand to Izuku. "I can't promise you if we're going to be friends. There are things about you that annoy you and I can't stand. However, if this can mend the ties due to the mutual relationships we share, then I can honor this truce."
Weiss took Izuku's hand and shook it firmly. Both parties smiled to see the acrimony had ceased.
"Let you have a clear understanding, Izuku. If you do anything that makes me feel uncomfortable or causes harm toward my friends, just know that nothing in this universe will stop you from facing my wrath," said Weiss, squeezing his hand tightly. "Verstehst du mich, kleiner junge?"
Weiss's apology hung in the air, the weight of her words and her actions lingering between her and her friends. While it may not have felt entirely sincere, her friends recognized it as a step in the right direction.
The emerald-haired teen wasn't deterred from it. Nevertheless, he was happy that there can be peace between the two, despite how truly sincere it was. He presented a warm, friendly smile. "Understood, Weiss. Ich bin froh, behilfich sein zu konnen und hoffe auf eine fruendschaft, die eines tages eintrifft."
The snow queen was taken off guard. She was surprised that Izuku knew the Germanic languages. It would make sense when Auntie Inko called her a bitch in German.
Ruby, standing beside Yang and Blake, exchanged a glance with them. She took a small step forward, her voice gentle and reassuring.
"Weiss, we know this is hard for you. And we appreciate that you're trying to make amends," said Ruby.
Yang nodded in agreement, her arms crossed as she offered the snow queen a small smile.
"Yeah, we're all in this together, and we've all made mistakes," said Yang.
Blake chimed in, her tone warm and understanding. "It's a small step yet a giant leap as well." She then hugged her. "I don't expect you to change overnight but we believe in you for your growth and second chances."
Weiss looked from one friend to another, her expression displayed a combination of gratitude and uncertainty. She felt the weight of their forgiveness, a responsibility she wasn't sure she deserved.
"Thank you…all of you. I know I have a lot to make up for, and I want to try. I just…I hope you can see that," she said as she wiped the tear with her sleeve. She then turned to Kyouka, Hitoshi and Tooru. "Girls…" She bowed apologetically. "I'm sorry for what I've said."
Tooru delivered a peace sign. "Water under the bridge. All is well and forgiven."
Hitoshi waved her hands. "I've dealt with rusty switchblades that cut deeper than your words."
Kyouka nodded in agreement. "That's okay." "Although I wouldn't mind giving her something to match with that scar. For the record, those are my ear jacks not keloids, you itty bitty titty committee bitch!"
As the girls shared a moment of understanding and unity, Minoru stood alone. He had hoped for an apology from Weiss.
"For all it is worth," said Denki as he stood beside him. "I'm proud of you for standing your ground."
The dwarf nodded — sensing the approval coming from at least one person made him feel validated.
"Still, it would have been nice if she had apologized to me."
"Don't let her put you down, bro," said the electric blond. "That is a bitch not even Conor McGregor would bust. Not even on his worst night."
"Just for once, I would like to be acknowledged. My worth is something right," said Minoru.
Denki chuckled as he firmly grabbed Minoru's shoulder. "Don't let it faze you. You still have me, bro. And…" He pulled out his pocket and saw a loose article of clothing with a pink bow. Minoru's eyes began simmering.
"Snagged these from Jirou this morning." Denki said as he winked. "Fresh off the presses."
"Dude…you shouldn't have."
"A hentai bro never leaves another hentai bro behind."
The grapeheaded dwarf smiled as he nodded to himself.
"We'll talk about the exact split of the loot later. Might need to tax Monoma for our troubles," said Denki.
"But it isn't Tsunotori."
"There are track marks. He'll take them. Consider it as a bonus."
"You're the best!" Stars continued glimmering in his eyes. "Man, you make me so proud to be a brother-in-arms. And to think I was going to revoke your bro card."
The two boys were giddier than chubby schoolboys who have found slices of cake. Tooru pressed her lip to Kyouko's ear. "Do they know we can hear everything they are saying?"
Kyouka shrugged her shoulders at the invisible teen. "What can I say? Boys go to Jupiter to get more stupider." She then turned her head away from the boys. "By the way, how did you convince that Xellos guys to wear those undies for me?"
"Can't say. It's a secret," responded the invisible teen as she "winked."
Suddenly, the sound of the office door opened. Present Mic stepped outside and gauged the group. He could already tell they were in the middle of having a moment. Blowing his whistle, the group became attentive.
"Morning, ladies and gentlemen. Professor Goodwitch and Aizawa-sensei are ready to see you now," said the voice hero. "Line up in a single-filed line as I call out your name: Tooru Hagakure, Kyouka Jirou, Hitoshi Shinsou, Denki Kaminari, Minoru Mineta, Izuku Midoriya, Blake Belladonna, Weiss Schnee, Yang Xiao Long, and Ruby Rose. That is all."
The group stared at each other as the moment was upon them.
"No cold feet, guys." Hitoshi said with a determined smile. "We've got this. Nothing that we can't handle."
Yang shook her head in agreement. "Right you are, Hitoshi. How is Aizawa-sensei any different from Professor Goodwitch?"
"No matter the circumstances. Through whatever comes what may," said Izuku.
"Right down to the wire," said Denki.
"Even through the fire," responded Tooru.
"Chaka Khan!" Kyouka said.
"The great one!" All said in unison.
The group lined up according to their arrangement. Izuku took steady breaths. There was a part of him that didn't feel he should be alarmed. However, there was that part of him that knew whatever he went, trouble followed. Even if he didn't cause trouble, he certainly knew how to get into touch.
"Hey!"
It was Blake that touched his shoulder, rubbing it affectionately. "We've got this!"
Izuku turned his head, trying his hardest not to blush. "You're right. We've got this."
"Sorry for…sorry for not…."
"No worries, Blake. What happened back home, I know it wasn't you."
The Faunus shut her eyes, feeling the approval she received from him. "You're an awesome wonder, Izuku." An audible purr was released from her mouth.
A tingling sensation radiated from his neck. He touched it and recalled that was where Blake bit him in the many nights before. He tried not to focus too much on that — especially upon learning what the mark ensued and symbolized.
"Back to the hornet's nest." It wouldn't be the first and the way they were going, certainly not the last. Whatever may come, he was ready and he hoped something good would come out of this. He took short yet shaky breaths as he crossed into Aizawa-sensei's office.
A few moments later….
Once they stepped inside of Aizawa-sensei's office, a chill hit down through their spine. What used to be the auxiliary gym was now the converted office that housed the UA staff and the Pro Heroes who were supervising the camp. As if they were entering a panel, they were met with many guests.
The R-rated Pro Heroine and the vain blonde were staring daggers at the girls who knocked them out cold.
Mr. Shield was nervous, especially since he was the one that authorized this homestay and technically it was under his watch.
Burnin, on the other hand, was on her stylus tending to business, as if she was disinterested and the only reason why she was here was to be a seat warmer.
Hawks sat attentively, observing and gauging at the students — particularly the girls that took out Midnight and Mount Lady. He was surprised by how young, vibrant and gorgeous they were and how their semblances could take down one of the best pro heroines in Japan. The winged hero nodded to himself, mentally taking notes. As for Mirko, she was looking at the emerald-haired teen as if the most prized possession had entered the room and then, she looked at the blonde brute in question. She began sizing up the teen, thinking if she would have the balls to challenge her to a battle.
Besides their teacher, Pro Heroes Burnin', Hawks, and Mirko were present. Sitting among them included Kayama-sensei, Takeyama-senpai, and Professor Shield.
Minoru swallowed a lump in his throat when eyeing the object of his affection (lust) was within his presence. "I'm scaroused," he said softly, hoping no one had heard him mutter those words.
Standing in the center, in front of their desk, was Professor Goodwitch and Aizawa-sensei. Both took their seats behind the desk — their stern gazes fixed on the students.
Present Mic was the last to enter the office, closing the door. Tapping his microphone, the voice hero prepared to proceed with the hearing. "Ladies and gentlemen, today's hearing is now in session."
"Please take a seat, ladies and gentlemen," responded Professor Goodwitch as she put on her glasses.
Izuku and the others complied, taking the available chairs. Aizawa-sensei leaned back in his chair as he munched on an apple. Goodwitch, on the other hand, was using her stylus as it appeared she was taking notes.
The emerald-haired teen grew nervous. Granted, he has been involved in many hearings that were warranted based on his actions in the past, but a meeting that involved other Pro Heroes who didn't have affiliation to them other probable mentors upon graduating. What was sensei trying to prove?
"You've managed to make quite the impression during your time here," said Aizawa. He cleared his throat as he looked over what Goodwitch handed to him. "Violation of curfew, allowing visitors access to campus without permission, trespassing, lewd and lascivious activity, the list goes on, ladies and gentlemen." His eyes narrowed as he regarded them. "It is as if what I've told earlier at school was nothing more than a joke."
"I expect better, if not exemplary examples out of you girls," said Professor Goodwitch. "You guys have been chosen to represent our school as guests of this exchange program. Instead of being representatives based on qualities of skills and academics, your behavior is without a doubt questionable and unacceptable." Her eyes shifted to Yang, her expression unchanging.
"Operating a vehicle that doesn't belong to you, driving without an international driver's license, defying my rules despite being told to stay at the residence." She said, showing her aggravation toward the blonde. "I am not sure how you girls act when you are at home but when you are at Beacon Academy, you represent me. You represent Ozpin and all of Remnant. And what you girls did is without a doubt disgraceful and it tarnishes the Beacon name."
Minoru cleared his throat, his voice slightly shaky.
"We're really sorry for causing trouble, Aizawa-sensei, Professor Goodwitch. We didn't mean for things to get out of hand," he said.
It was Midnight that interjected. "If you may, Aizawa and Goodwitch. Mineta, here, pretends to show that he is merciful of his actions. But what kind of actions are UA students demonstrating to sneak to a girls' cabin to steal underwear and a sex toy, all while wearing tactical gear?"
All eyes were turned toward Mineta. Feeling belittled and acting sheepish, he began slumping down his seat.
"The same applies to you, young lady." Midnight looked at Hitoshi. "You were chosen out of special qualifications. How are you supposed to act as a camp leader if you aren't enforcing the rules correctly? You would think as a mind reader you could have picked up some sense of doing your job."
The purple-haired hustler chose not to dignify that with a response. She wasn't going to take what the slut of a teacher said personally. If she was scratching and itching down there due to rug burn from a gangbang she did some nights back, then she would be an ornery bitch as well. However, that wasn't any of her business.
Yang stepped forward, a determined look in her eyes. "We understand that you have the right to feel the way you feel. I'll take blame for my actions. They didn't have involvement in this as they were not aware of my activities. They just went along for the ride."
"Ms. Long, do you think I was born yesterday?" Goodwitch arched an eyebrow. "Then I guess that your suitcases decided that they would grow legs and go along with you guys too? C'mon, Ms. Long. I know you lost your arm but did you lose your brain as well?"
Yang nodded, her voice soft but resolute.
"Yang isn't to blame," interjected Ruby. "I've convinced her to come here." She turned and looked at Izuku. "I felt I was at fault since the incident at the fashion show. I didn't like how things turned out and it wasn't fair to Izuku that he got punished for something that he didn't do. So, I told her that we needed to make things right with him." She then looked at her teacher. "Yang knew that I can't drive and would need her assistance. I was the one that swiped her license back from you and gave it to her. Auntie Inko shouldn't be blamed either. She had no idea of the activities that followed. If anything, I should be the one that should take responsibility for what has happened."
Professor Goodwitch slammed the desk with her hand. "We're not playing 'who's getting nailed to the cross.' Point is that you all have played a role in this and here we are wondering where we can go from here."
It was then when Hawks decided to take the floor. "I think it is imperative for prospective Heroes and Heroines to pursue non-hero related activities." He looked at the students. "Mistakes have been made and I expect that, you're teenagers. However, it is to be recognized that you guys are exceptionally special and because of that, you have a bigger responsibility than your average teeanger."
Mr. Shield nodded in agreement. "I know it can be bothersome when you girls are involved in activities pertaining to your homestay. We try our best to find things recreationally whenever you aren't involved with school-related activities…" He was then cut off by Goodwitch.
"It is another thing when there is a violation of curfew, altercations with fellow staff, and lack of notification with dealing with the engagement of relationships, sexually and non-sexually." Goodwitch interjected, making it abundantly clear that the actions from yesterday were unacceptable.
"U.A. High doesn't condone lascivious acts as it shows misrepresentation, possibly damaging the reputation of our school." Aizawa-sensei said in a stern voice. "What kind of examples are shown toward other schools, particularly students from Remnant who are here as guests?"
"Yes, Sensei," said the group.
"The same goes to you girls," retorted Goodwitch. "Is that how we act at Beacon?"
"No, Professor Goodwitch," said the group in a sullen voice. The words coming from the Eraser Hero and the blonde teacher were like bullets piercing them, filling them with a sense of shame.
"Attending this school is a privilege, not a right! There are plenty of students outside of this school who would love to take your place. And these kinds of things that you all are doing, I do not like." Aizawa said as his gaze lingered on each of them, and then he let out a sigh.
"We get it. We messed up. We're sorry," said Kyouka. "I know there is nothing we can say or do to rectify ourselves."
"And we're willing to accept whatever punishment you think is fair." Tooru added.
"And you think it is that easy," said Kayama-sensei. "You think this can blow over by running laps and carrying pails of sand until Christ comes back? This is serious and your actions from last night compromised our camp. Thankfully it was these little girls. What if it could have been the League of Villains? What about White Fang? You never know if they ever decide to come to Japan and start an inter-universal war."
"You guys were not focusing and instead doing tomfoolery," said Mount Lady. "What would have happened if a real danger came? Did you think of your classmates? Are you prepared to bear the responsibility if any of them were hurt?"
The group didn't reply. Their silence spoke volumes.
"And don't think you're exempt from this, Midoriya." Professor Goodwitch's stern presence added weight to the conversation.
His beady eyes looked onto the professor.
"It seems to me that you are at the center of all this. Your presence has influenced the behavior of the girls and those around you. Whether or not it was your intention, but actions have consequences. And according to Aizawa, you are very familiar with the word, 'trouble.'"
"Yes, ma'am." He said in a quivery voice. He then ran a hand through his hair and cleared his throat. "If I may, sensei and professor. It is never my intent to cause harm or stir trouble with the girls or my classmates. Though the events leading to now may have been attributed to me, I feel that I don't want my classmates to suffer."
"So, you admit that you have played a part in the girls coming here?" Professor Goodwitch asked him sternly. "Can you speak, boy?"
"I can't speak for them, Professor," said Izuku. "What I did say is that I am willing to accept the responsibility of the things that led up to now."
The group all looked at the teen. Izuku's heart raced. He knew by doing this, he would be impacted. As usual, he was the walking pious sacrifice.
Izuku mustered up his pride and stepped forward to the teachers. "I will, no, I want to take responsibility for what happened. While I might not have been directly involved in some of the incidents, I was a part of the group, and I should have done more to prevent them."
Aizawa-sensei lowered his gaze onto the teen. "Midoriya, I appreciate your honesty. Responsibility is an important trait for a hero to possess. However, I want to clarify something. This situation involves more than just you. There were multiple students involved, and we're addressing their actions as well."
The teen nodded. "I understand, Sensei. But please, I ask that you consider my request. Team RWBY and my classmates should not suffer for my mistakes."
"Izuku, you don't have to do this." Blake said to him.
"Yeah! Don't take the blame. We didn't force you to do this," replied Yang.
"Deku, we know you can be a saint, but —" Denki said but was cut off by Izuku. He turned his head and just presented his usual, friendly smile.
"This transition hasn't been easy for any of us. We get a quirk-free summer. A summer that was meant for us to be kids for a change," said Izuku. "Suddenly, I became the host of a group of girls from a different planet, a whole different world. Their cultures, their personality, how they receive and perceive things are going to be different. Anything like this is going to be a culture shock. And yes, this is a culture shock…for all of us.
"Quirkless for the summer," he chuckled. "If you only knew what I felt when hearing this. Then, unexpectedly putting myself out there to these girls who have never set foot on Earth, in a country that speaks a different language, a different groove, entering a world where quirks and heroes prevail. Although I can't speak about what goes on in Remnant, I can say that it is probably a different world out there and just like them, we had to adjust.
"Being a hero means doing things for the greater good, even if the greater good causes trouble or becoming a sacrifice. All Might taught me that. So yes, even though it isn't exactly my fault, I am willing to place myself in front of the train to save those around me because as we are heroes, that is our true intent — to save."
The Pro Heroines that sat on the panel beside them were nodding to themselves, appearing surprised how mature the teen was handling himself and accepting the responsibility.
Izuku hoped his willingness to take responsibility would lessen the impact on his friends. However, the outcome was yet to be determined and the weight of the situation hung heavily in the air.
Aizawa-sensei sighed as he wiped the sweat off his brow. "I'll take your request into account, Midoriya. But remember, consequences are part of the learning process. And with that being said, I've decided on what will happen from here."
The Eraser Hero spoke into the huntress professor's ear. The blonde professor nodded as Aizawa continued to speak. He pulled away as she kept nodding before placing down her tablet.
"Walk forward, Izuku Midoriya," said Professor Goodwitch.
Izuku walked closer to the teachers in question.
"I hope you understand the gravity of the situation, Midoriya. Team RWBY's actions as well as your classmates are going to reflect on you," said Aizawa-sensei.
Izuku nodded solemnly. "I understand, Sensei."
"With that being said, I am going to absolve the actions of yesterday and to let you off with a warning," said Aizawa-sensei.
It was met with a wave of approval. A sense of relief appeared on his classmates' faces.
"However," interjected the Eraser Hero. "There are conditions pertaining to this." He leaned closer to Izuku. "From this point on, Team RWBY is now your responsibility. You're now their leader during this exchange, and that means their actions are your actions. If they get in trouble, you're in trouble. And if you're in trouble, then the entire 1-A class is affected."
"I understand, Aizawa-sensei. I'll do my best to make sure everyone stays on the right track from now on," said Izuku.
"Good, I believe you can because you don't have any other choice," responded Professor Goodwitch.
Hawks stepped forward and looked at the group. "I think we can all learn from today. Midoriya, I commend your efforts on taking full responsibility. Qualities of being a true leader and a true hero. Just keep in mind that being a leader isn't just about making decisions, but also guiding your teammates towards making the right choices themselves."
The emerald-haired teen nodded. "I'll keep that in mind, Mr. Hawks. Thank you!"
"Ladies, from this moment on, you'll be joining 1-A for the remainder of your homestay," responded Professor Goodwitch. "You guys will integrate with these students and will represent Beacon with pride. And please don't ever disappoint me again. Understand?"
"Yes, ma'am," said team RWBY.
"Burnin' and Mirko will be taking you to get fitted for your UA summer attire," said Professor Goodwitch. "Afterwards, you'll be assigned cabins for the duration of your stay. Please be aware that due to the circumstances, I don't trust you four together. I'll be assigning you in separate cabins."
The girls understood.
"We'll talk about room assignments later," said Professor Goodwitch. "As for now, you will go with Burnin' and Mirko."
Aizawa-sensei then looked at his students. "Shinsou, you're relieved of your duties as camp counselor until I say something different. You'll be part of the 1-A group as a remedial student."
"Yes, Sensei," responded Hitoshi.
"The rest of you can report to your training classes." Aizawa-sensei stood up. "You're dismissed!"
The UA students stood and bowed before departing. Meanwhile, the RWBY girls followed Burnin' and Mirko to their respective designation.
As soon as they stepped out of the main cabin, Izuku was met with a wave of hugs from his classmates.
"Bro, you're the best for taking the blame like that!" Denki said as he grinned. "Bad ass!"
"You, my friend, are the true bro of bros, Deku," said Minoru.
Hitoshi came and got him in a headlock followed by a kiss to his forehead. "Deku baby. Glad that you took the fall but we still got to toughen you up, man." She rubbed his chest. "Oh, I can't wait to get some free time. Got to harden that bod."
"It's no problem, guys. I wasn't trying to be the fall guy," he said. "I just feel that what happened wasn't worth facing the trouble. Plus, do they really want to get us kicked out?"
"Be that as it may, it still takes guts," said Kyouka.
"Yeah…quite amazing on being the true hero," said Tooru as she smiled.
"At least we're not grounded," said Denki. "Kirishima was saying that we got free period today and we can go to the lakefront and go swimming."
"Hell yeah!" Minoru rubbed his hands feverishly. "Wet, hot Japanese summer! Babes and bikinis!"
"Only in your dreams," said Kyouka.
"Don't encourage him," said Tooru. "It might be a wet one."
"Aw, c'mon. Can a man have a fantasy," said Minoru as he followed the group to their classes.
Izuku was pulled by Hitoshi to go follow them back to their classes. As he was walking, his thoughts still pondered about today. Did he take the steps in the right direction? Was it right to do what he had done? Others would call him a fool? Then, he recalled the look in Blake's eyes when he passed her.
"I think I've made the right decision," he said to himself.
To be continued….