Hello, everyone! I'm back!

It's been a while, but I have a decent back log now, so fingers crossed that we don't need to have another hiatus anytime soon.

First order of business, for those that didn't notice, this is a sequel to Assassin in Training. You will probably want to take a look at that first. Or you can be adventurous and just jump right in, just know that you might be missing some background. Assassin in Training primarily focuses on Izuku's life and studies relative to Assassination Classroom, and this fic will focus on the events of My Hero Academia.

Second of all, a big shout out to Auguste the Clown and some of my IRL friends for helping me with the underground hero OCs that I needed to make. Those characters are the main reason I went on hiatus, and you would probably still be waiting if not for their help. The OCs are first mentioned in the last chapter of Assassin in Training, titled "Communication," and will show up again at various points in this fic, starting in chapter eight.

The last announcement is mostly for those that have been following me for a while. You have probably noticed that in the past I have stuck to a strict update schedule. While I stated above that I have a back log of chapters, my life is a bit up in the air right now, so I don't want to try and commit to anything just yet. Once I have a more consistent schedule IRL, I'll set one for the fic and let you know, until then, things are going to be a little sporadic.

Actual last announcement: Rating subject to change as I write and make decisions regarding the plot.


"That should be all for 1-B," Nedzu-san said. "Kan-kun?"

"Yeah, that's all I've got for you," Kan answered. "Should be a pretty standard year."

The rodent nodded and turned to face the other side of the meeting room. "Alright then, Aizawa-kun?"

Shouta grunted and ignored his papers. It was a routine meeting they'd had every year. Not to mention classes would be starting soon. If he didn't know which student was which by now… "For the most part, as Kan said, it'll be a normal year. 1-A's recommendation students are Todoroki Shouto and Yaoyorozu Momo. Both display quick thinking and versatile quirk use, though Todoroki-kun seems to be favoring his right side far too much, so keep an eye on that." Shouta glanced at All Might, pleased to get a small nod in acknowledgement in return. "We also have Iida Tenya, legacy of the Idaten Hero Agency and younger brother of Ingenium. He, along with Yaoyorozu-kun and Todoroki-kun, shows the expected high levels of academic achievement that comes from extensive private education throughout his childhood.

"The other students are, for the most part, a mixed bag. They have their strengths and weaknesses academically. I will talk to you individually about which students will need extra attention in your class and which ones won't. As far as emotional and physical strengths, we'll just have to wait and see for now.

"Which brings us to the problems." He really hated this whole mess. "Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki. Both high achievers academically, and both from Aldera Junior High."

"If they're from Aldera, why not bring them up with the other private school kids earlier?" Nemuri asked.

"Because I have bigger concerns than academics for these two, and they're both a part of Aldera's agreement with the local families from when Asano-san first bought out the school. They haven't had private tutoring and probably would have gone to a public school if not for that."

Shouta actually consulted his papers for this part. He did not want to miss a detail or let the others forget that these two could be an issue. "Back to the point, at the end of last school year, Aldera was involved in a high priority event concerning the villain that destroyed the moon a year ago. In particular, Midoriya-kun's class was held away from the rest of the school in the forest the villain was hiding in. The Ministry of Defense has released no statement as to whether or not the students had any contact with the villain and how the events may have affected the students."

"Wait, what?" Hizashi spoke up. "That… how did I miss that?"

"You were out of town at the time, Yamada-kun," Nedzu-san said, "and the Ministry of Defense and Asano-san went out of their way to keep the news quiet. They were required to make some kind of statement, but only released it to a small handful of stations. The news also got lost amid other stories of disaster in other areas, such as the assignment you had been on at the time."

"Ouch," Hizashi hissed. "That's not good."

"Indeed," Nedzu-san agreed. "They have refused to release any further information to us, despite our students being affected and several of our teachers working to secure the area."

Shouta nodded. He'd been one of those teachers, but even as he worked there, the only thing he'd managed to learn was that no one was allowed in the dome they called "Earth's Shield" and only military personnel were allowed up on the mountain.

Everything involving that villain was a mess, really. The public knew a villain had blown up the moon, and that was about it. Heroes knew more, but it still wasn't much. Some, like Nedzu, were called in for planning and analysis of the target's skills and behaviors, while others, like All Might, were selected to try and overpower the villain. Only a select few were allowed to know anything at all, and even they got cut out after the first month. But that hadn't stopped the underground hero networks from piecing together what kind of threat the villain posed to the world.

And finding the pictures of All Might and Edge Shot post villain make over, which had been gleefully passed around at several meetings.

Before Shouta could get back on track and continue the meeting, All Might spoke up. "That is a concern," he said, "but I fear those two may have some history we should be worried about as well."

That was news. "You know them?" Shouta asked.

"Uh, no," All Might admitted. "But I have met Midoriya-shounen before. A couple of times, actually. The incident I'm worried about… I heard a commotion on Dagobah Beach. When I found the source, Midoriya-shounen had clearly been fighting an assailant with some kind of explosion quirk. He was badly injured, and the assailant ran off before I could get a good look. Midoriya-shounen was quick to defend his attacker, making it clear he knew them in the process. He refused to press charges, saying that his attacker was not in control of his own actions."

"And you let this go?" Shouta said.

"Yes and no. I wound up asking a friend of mine in the police force to look some things up off the books. He's the one that first directed my attention to Bakugou-shounen as the only person in the area that matched the description. Digging a little deeper came up with a reason Bakugou-shounen may not have been in his right mind. Asano-san's quirk allows him to increase anger, direct it at a target, and lower inhibitions. At least, that's what I managed to understand of it."

"Okay, but was anything done about this?" Snipe said.

"Consider," Nedzu-san said, "we have a student who likely does not know whether or not he's had a quirk used on him, a student that should not know about the quirk or its use, and a principal and teacher that will deny its use."

All Might was nodding. "We also haven't been able to find any kind of motive. All it is is hearsay, and Midoriya-shounen and his parents have not pressed any charges against Bakugou-shounen or the school."

Hizashi nodded. "Your hands are tied."

"Great," Shouta grumbled, "an even bigger mess. We'll have to keep an eye on them. Bakugou-kun did show some violent tendencies during the entrance exam, but he didn't necessarily seem to be enjoying it. If he wasn't in control of his actions, or even if he was, the event may have rattled something in him."

"I have something for you, as well," Maijima said. "Midoriya-kun's costume…"

"Yes, Maijima?" Shouta pressed.

"Well… there's a list of odd things there. The most important one is that you'll have to delay some lesson plans. It should be in within a week of classes starting, but it won't be here before their first lesson with you, All Might."

"Er, noted."

Great, now the oaf was going to have to rework his lesson plans. At least this might make him consider teaching actual basics of fighting first. "You said there were other problems?" Shouta asked.

"Well, not problems, per se, but oddities. When I first looked at it, I almost sent it back because it should have been impossible to make, not to mention expensive. Way outside of the budget we allot for first years. Before I could actually send back the complaints, I got a message from one of our support companies saying it had been taken care of and they would handle the production of Midoriya-kun's costume. When I tried to get more information, they stone walled me."

The room was silent. "Well… that certainly is unusual," Nedzu-san finally said, "but I believe it would be best for us to leave it alone for now. The costume is in production and everything is running smooth enough."

"Nedzu-san," Shouta said, "Midoriya-kun is the one that brought Molotov cocktails to the exam. Pardon me for being a little concerned about what kinds of connections this kid might have."

Hizashi grinned. "Oh! That kid!"

Nemuri snickered behind her hand. "At least you know who your problem child is going to be this year, Shouta."

Nedzu-san chuckled to himself at the joke. "I understand your concern, but for now, just keep an eye on him as a student first and foremost. If you happen to see anything concerning, you can bring it up to me."

A quiet chorus of "yes, sirs" came from around the table.

"Is there anything else?"

Silence and a few shaking heads.

Nedzu-san nodded. "Then the meeting is dismissed. Don't forget to make sure everyone gets the necessary files and paperwork. All Might, fixing up your lesson plan is your top priority! We don't want any surprises in our first weeks!"

"Hey, All Might," Shouta called out as they left, pulling the older hero aside. "I was hoping you could help me with something."


Izuku smiled and hummed as he checked himself in the mirror again. The grey, green, and red school uniform caused another happy jump in his heart. He could hardly believe it. He was going to UA. He was wearing UA's uniform. He picked up the last piece, the red tie, and carefully tied it around his neck. It was almost certainly looser than it should have been, but Izuku didn't want to tie it any tighter. At least he actually knew how to tie a tie now, thanks to his years at Aldera.

Izuku sighed and forced his smile to stay up, even as he felt the edges tremble. "This is it, Korosensei," he said to the large stuffed yellow octopus he'd bought the second he saw it. "My first day at UA. You'd be so proud if you could see me now." He laughed softly to himself. "Who am I kidding? You'd be proud no matter what happens. Well, I should get going. I still need to get the lay of the land and scout the territory and all that. Prepare for what's to come." he swallowed thickly. "I'll be back after school."

Izuku took another deep breath and stepped out of his room. Quickly running through the last of his morning routine, Izuku grabbed his bento and packed bag.

Make lots of new friends at school today. And remember to actually pack your books! No All Might action figures! ;) Never forget how proud I am of you, Izuku.

Love, Mom

Izuku smiled as he pulled the taped note off the door and tucked it in his pocket. He was sure his mom would be telling him that herself if not for how early he was leaving. He had a lot of things to do before class started.

Leaving early, Izuku noted, also had the effect of fewer people noticing and caring that he was a UA student, which meant he got there just a little bit faster and didn't actually have to talk to any well-wishers on the way. When he got to the school, he was quick to change his shoes and begin his first and only mission for the day.

Explore the school.

He had other things he wanted to do but knowing how to get around was going to be important. With how big the school was, Izuku would be lucky if he saw most of it before he needed to get to class.

Wandering around, Izuku managed to find a lot of interesting things. He found the main areas for all four courses and identified the classrooms for various years. Most of the science labs and other rooms of fancy equipment that didn't belong to support were in the General Studies area. Most of the offices were near Management. Everything else was a bit scattered wherever they could put it. Heroics did have their own changing rooms, but other courses didn't always have physical education to worry about either. Recovery Girl-sensei's office was, of course, with the hero students, irresponsible injury magnets that they were. The library was also a place Izuku was very interested in finding, as it would help him with future before-school missions and was found among the General Studies classes.

Izuku, of course, saw a lot of very interesting people while he was wandering. Some of them waved at him, and he waved back. Some, particularly those in General Studies didn't seem too happy to see a hero student, and Izuku just kept moving. In Management, several students tried to stop and talk with Izuku, but Izuku kept moving and politely waved them off.

Finally, when he had fifteen minutes left before class was due to start, Izuku began to quickly make his way through the building back to his classroom, one of the first places Izuku had found. The thickening crowd wasn't doing Izuku any favors, but at least everyone had their place to be, so they didn't want to spend the time to talk. "Hey, there, first year!" Or maybe not.

Izuku turned back towards the cheerful voice as he felt a firm hand grip his shoulder. "Yeah?"

"You lost? Need any help with finding your class?" the blond boy asked him.

"Uh, no thank you," Izuku said. "I came in early and found it already. I was just on my way back there."

"Alright then!" chirps the energetic girl with very long pale blue hair. "Which class are you in? Oh, what's your quirk? Are you excited for your first day? Wait. Aren't you the kid with the Molotovs?"

Izuku stumbled back a step as the girl bombarded him with questions and leaned into his space. "Th-the kid with the M-molotovs!?" Izuku choked out, face burning.

"Yeah!" the blond boy said, still smiling calmly like his friend wasn't interrogating a terrified underclassman. "The teachers were talking about you after the exams! They were a little shaken, I think. We even got to see some clips of the exam for an assignment."

Wonderful. Just the first impression he had wanted to make.

"G-guys, just let him go," a dark-haired boy Izuku had failed to notice behind the blond almost whispered. "We need to get to class, too."

"Oh, right!" the girl said. "Well, I'll see you later, kohai!" She waved one last time before bouncing off, dragging the quiet dark-haired boy with her.

"We really should be going," the blond said. "My name is Togata Mirio. Just come find me if you ever need any help. Oh, and what's your name?"

Izuku mentally slapped himself back into focus. "Ah, Midoriya Izuku! It's nice to meet you Togata-senpai!"

"Right! I'll see you around Midoriya-kohai!"

Izuku waved and quickly turned to leave. If he didn't hurry, he was probably going to be late.

By the time Izuku neared his classroom, the hallways had emptied again, almost everyone was already in their classroom waiting for the first bell to ring. It wouldn't do to be late on the first day.

Was that a yellow… a person in a yellow sleeping bag on the floor?

Izuku stood frozen outside the classroom door. How exactly was he supposed to react to this? Sure, he'd seen weirder, but that was supposed to be over! Wait, no. Reboot. Izuku straightened up and calmed himself. It was just a normal person in a yellow sleeping bag. Treat them as such.

"Well, that ruins that surprise."

Izuku froze again. He knew that voice.

"Come on, let's get inside and greet your classmates. Open the door for me, would you?"

Izuku nodded mutely and opened the door, stepping into his new classroom. At least this explained Aizawa-san's- Aizawa-sensei's comment about not disappointing him the last time they saw each other at the dojo.

An explosion and yelling drew Izuku's attention to the side of the classroom where Bakugou and the boy with the engine quirk and glasses from the exam were antagonizing each other. "Bakugou! Leave the poor boy alone! And you-"

"I am Iida Tenya, of Somei Academy!" the boy, Iida-san, said as he marched towards Izuku with his hand out.

Izuku was going to respond when another voice grabbed his attention. "Hey! Molotov Cocktail Boy!" And the attention of everyone else in the room.

"M-molotov Cocktails!?" a kid with spiked up red hair and sharp teeth asked.

Izuku could feel everyone's eyes on him as his face began to burn again. Aizawa-sensei had to be laughing at him right now.

"Everyone, settle down!" Aizawa-sensei finally said. Everyone fell silent in an instant and watched as he… inched his way into the classroom in a sleeping bag. Once inside the room, he, somehow, stood up in the bag and unzipped it from the upright position. "It took you all eight seconds to settle down. Unacceptable. Time is precious, something rational students would understand."

Izuku felt his brain short circuit again for the third time since he got to class. A scruffy, tired man, hiding his face in his scarf. That was how his mom had described Eraserhead. Though, it was hard to imagine Aizawa-sensei blushing.

Aizawa-sensei cast a quick glance over the class. "I am Aizawa Shouta. I am your homeroom teacher. Welcome to UA's Heroics Course." Silence greeted him as the class processed his words. "Right, let's get to it." He picked up a gym uniform and tossed it to Izuku. "Put these on and meet me outside."

Izuku was the first to move. Strange and unorthodox teaching was pretty much his life at this point, and he was more than just resigned to it. As he left, he heard a sudden commotion behind him. Likely the rest of his classmates getting their wits together and following the instructions.