Ch. 5
The eyes of the students cast on the tall mutant rat that stood behind Nezu (nearly dressed identical) who introduced them to this...new teacher. So far what they learned was his name.
Hamato Yoshi, to a few that was quite a surprise, who went by the name Splinter mainly. This...man-rat-mutant was to be the newest instructor here at U.A. Whom Nezu held with enthusiasm, highly. The way he spoke about their new...instructor was it teacher? Sensei? As if they have been or were old acquaintances or familiarity.
Half the time it sounded like Nezu sales person. The way he spoke. The whole time Splinter stood there solemnly with his eyes closed either in deep focus or just...closed. The students weren't sure, the calm seriousness on his face was so smooth it seem unnatural. This...Splinter wasn't a hero none of them knew about or heard of. It was like he just came out of thin air. Or something. And what he was to be teaching was what many believe to be a joke or something, some even snickered at the aspect about it. Mocking it, a grave mistake.
Their words where quickly picked up by Splinter, his eyes sharply and quickly opened like daggers at the disrespectful one. Felt it graze his cheek, froze them with fear.
The whole class gasped expelling a breath as if pained. Their eyes nervously and frightfully turn back to their...(gulp) new teacher. Who's eyes sternly moved to each and everyone of them. Locking eyes, even if for a brief moment. Commanding obedience and would not tolerate rudeness of any kind.
Discipline.
Was what firmly sat in Splinter's reddish-brown eyes. That hid the sound of his own heartbeat and clammy palms...claws.
So many...his eyes continued to gloss over the students again. Commanding their attention, stepping forward, they instantly gave it to him. He warmly smiles inside, jittering with a prickly feeling. I cannot believe it. So many different faces...physical characteristic on and with each student.
Nezu noticing his internal reaction smiles to himself pleased. "Well, it seems you have everything covered. I suppose I will take my leave." He bows out and leaves. Stopping just before the last foot left, takes a deep breath. "Do join me once you are done with your day. I would much like to hear it. Also," his smile curled just a bit, sending a few shivers down the spines of students. "learn all you can from my adoring collogue. He is a master in many forms of...affliction. Though he is rather modest on using such techniques. The shadows are known for being his best friend."
His words where either a warning or dark tease. Whichever, Splinter his new students fear spike.
Wonderful.
"Oh, one more thing," Nezu added. This time direct to Splinter. "there is no need to worry about your sons, I know they are enjoying themselves. They will be safe, I will make sure to keep my nephews safe, as well the other two. So please, brother, don't worry. No one knows of your inclusion here." Slides a smile back to the rat. Waves. "See you soon." Walks out with the door shutting after him.
Though his words somewhat comforting, did not really ease Splinter's own worried nerves. All he could do was hope...really hope his sons and two students first day was...well...hopefully.
"Hopefully..."Izuku mutters lowly to himself, dropping his eyes to the purple plastic container that sat on his desk. Belonging to May, who dropped it when she took an embarrassing face plant to the floor. Fell from her hold, sliding nearly across the room. He picked it up when she told to go to see Recovery Girl. By Aizama.
Even though she protested, he threaten her to go, which she didn't seem to get at first. Until he made it very...VERY clear. There was...nothing but a smile on her face. Despite the large red floor print across her face and rather...confusion for a moment. Believing himself or April where someone else. So she went to Recovery Girl to well...recovery. After she regained her senses straight. He just hoped...she first found her way as she was new and no one went with her, second that she was okay.
Despite her sunny disposition.
Gripping the container, he could smell just a bit of the baked scent from it. It was something May had brought with her, to present to the class. He was given one on the way here. He was more surprised she made it so fast this morning. It was good.
A...'Gift of Welcome' she called it.
Right now, it was just something that sat in a container. "She's okay." He laments lifting his eyes across the room to April where April sat mid-row by the door. She seem to okay, not at all noticeably worried. Nor did the four turtle brothers. Really.
Especially Mikey, who was just...spaced out making ninja paper stars. Until he heard something that caught everyone's attention in class.
"There," Recovery Girl's lips kiss you lightly on the cheek. A giddy tingle spread through your body, causing you to giggle. Just a bit. Making the short elderly woman smile kindly. "now then..."she goes to her desk and takes out a cold compression. Squeezing it comes back over to her patient sitting on one of the medical beds, no longer with red or slightly bruised face. Rest the pack lightly on your face. "hold this here. It should help just a bit."
Nodding do as she says. She had stepped out the room for moment. The cooling feeling was nice, with a slight shiver. Just a slight one. Half heartedly you weren't expecting to take such a fall. Really. Oh, well. Who would have thought the kimono was so long and dragged. Or was it your footing was off when you tried to rush in? Whichever you where now in the nursey's office. Getting tended too.
"Here we are." Recovery Girl comes back in holding some folded clothes, presents them to you. "I believe this would be much better than the kimono dear."
Taking the compression off look at the folded clothing, your eyes instantly light up. Grey length jacket, white under shirt, red neck tie (long), green platted skirt, and brown shoes. All similar to what the students here wore.
A uniform!
Picking it up admire it, squealing inside. The woman smiles at your reaction. Jumping off the bed turn to her, she points to the restroom in the corner. Thanking her go and change. The last thing you did was slide on the jacket that fit...well. Untucking your hair out from the collar allow it to fall all the way down. Look yourself over making sure nothing was out of place, patting down your skirt softly. Straighten out your tie and make sure your shoes fit well.
Ready.
Well, almost...something seem to be missing. Observing your reflection, eyes looking yourself over slowly...very slowly. Stop and see what it was. Glancing around area search for something...looking...scoping...scoping...there! Take it and add it to your look. There, now you where official done. Gather the kimono and anything else.
Step out. Soft smile and all."I am ready." Announce yourself.
The second someone talking to the nurse leaves. Hearing you, Recovery Girl turns to you. "My" she said sweetly. "you look much better, dear. Look at you...oh!" She noticed what you included. It was small but fit well. Smiles. "You look well. Now then," she turns around to her desk and writes something down on a slip of paper. Tears it off and gives it to you. "here is your pass to return back to class. That should do it."
Taking it read it, it was just like any normal slip from any school. Yet, it felt different. "Thank you." you bow to her politely. She noticed your trembling glee, why? She wasn't sure. But, it was adoring none the less. Coming up couldn't help but twirl ever so slightly. When you remember something. "Oh, is there by any chance that I may an extra set of clothing for my sister? So that she may also have one."
Nodding Recovery Girl gets down from her seat and fetches another uniform for you. "Here dear."
Taking them, thank her once again and leave. She watches you till you turned the corner.
1-A...1-A...that was the name of your class. Izuku told you and what you saw when he took you and April to it. Yet, none of the rooms or doors had it on it. In fact you weren't sure where...you were really...slowing your running feet to a walk...to a stop. Eyes look around for any sort of indication you were going the right way. Or something. But, you found nothing. Where you even on the right floor? The halls looked the same...high and wide. Windows too.
Just...none of the doors had 1-A on it. You managed to get to the nurses off fine, cause you had help. Now, not really. But you had hope, you would find it...eventually.
Fingers-crossed.
Was exactly what Mikey had when he threw his name out like everyone other student in class in the nomination of class representative. To his brothers dismay. April took no part in it. "Alright!" Mikey gets swept up like the others. Writes his name.
Donnie rolls his eyes. "The probability of Mikey being chose the same as an Boron having an extra neutron." Snickers to himself at his own nerdy joke, snorting a bit. Looking around, no one joined him.
Sighing Leo mutters to himself, eyes to his desk. Should he write his name on it? Like most teenagers did? That was what someone in school did right? Or should he...he..."Leonardo," Momo's voice breaks his thoughts, he looks up to her. Finding her holding out a piece of paper for him. "Everyone's casting their votes on who should be representative, as you can see," she turns back to the board with nearly everyone's name on it. "everyone pretty much has included themselves. We're all going to vote now and that includes you as well. Here, all you need to do is just vote who it is you'd like to have and-"
He listens to her guiding and helpful words. Understanding nods and takes the paper, she noticed the slight tremble of his hand. When he took it. The way he stared at it confused for a moment again. His mind rushing trying to decide what to do...raising a hand rest it on his shoulder. He stiffens instantly from her touch.
"Relax." She quietly tells him. "It's alright."
Nodding slowly, he manages a smile. Picks up his pen, stops it just a centimeter from the paper. Who should I pick? He discernment wrinkled on her brows. I don't really..well me and guys don't really know anyone here. Besides Momo. But, she's just helping us out and then there's...Mikey..he sighs. Not Mikey. Then who...his sapphire eyes move around to each student or was it classmate.
They all looked descent. Just...his eyes stop on someone. And that someone was the name he chose.
Was this the right way you chose? Instead of making a left, took a right. Find yourself at a different room. Sighing turn back around to take that left, this campus was greatly vast indeed. Board of walking, took to flying instead though just a bit off the ground not too..much. Coming around the corner find another hall and take it. How long have you been out of class now? Was anyone even worried? What would your teacher think? Did he think you had been playing?
Looking down at your pass, read the time that was put there. Take out your phone see it was long pass the time, nearly panic. "This is not good.."you huff. "I should have found my way back by now...what shall I inform..."Drift down hall with your attention still on the pass. Didn't notice pay attention to the person before you, until you bumped right into them.
"Hey!" They growl. Whipping around.
Instantly you land. "Forgive me, but," your attention still on the pass. "I am currently lost and if you could help me in finding my class. That would be great."
They said nothing, except stare. Believing they did not hear you, repeat it again. They swallow instead of answer, fluster a bit when you sighed. Did they snap out of it.
"Sure!" they shout.
Glad to hear smile, raising your eyes to meet theirs when the lunch bell suddenly rings. Doors and students come pilling and flooding out. Sweeping you away in the current. Much to the latter's shock, their hand thrust out to yours. In hopes of grabbing it or at least briskly.
"Wait!"
You hear them in the noise of the other students. Who pushed you with them, you manage to just barely glance back to catch a glimpse of long grey hair.
