Class 1-A Introspective. Seat 2. Mina Ashido

Mina Ashido sits down, blinking. "So Aoyama isn't insane." Nope, just extra. "Huh, so people are constantly watching our every move?" It's either that or the void. Nothing weird at all. "Well I guess I can explain how I feel about Iruma." Please do, in the most sane manner you can.

"He's … a guy." Wow, that's specific. "I mean sure, he's fun, but we haven't had that bonding moment ya know." Thats fair. "Everyone else gets either attached as fuck to the boy." Like Hagakure. "Or genuinely hates his positivity." Like Bakugo.

"I'm all about that positivity! But everyone seems to crowd him all the time so we haven't talked too much with each other." I'm sure you'll get your time soon. "Oh, but he's a super good singer! Like, wow, didn't expect that!" Oh really? Please continue. "He sang a song for children so quietly it was almost like a melody." Why, though? "Said it was the only song he knew, babysitter job." Too much sense for comfort.

"The one we got him to sing in tandem with Kaminari was fun though! It was this super cheesy J-Pop song, and he matched the high notes perfectly! You'd almost think the guy was a girl with that pitch." That's probably the bits of cannon leaking into the story.

"And that's about it. Like I said, besides Karaoke we haven't talked much." That's fair. "Besides, I have guy friends like the Bakusquad." That's true. "And if I'm looking for a guy outside of my guy friends, it's gotta be a boyfriend, you know?" Good luck … "Why did you say/think, whatever that was so quietly." No reason. That's all the time we have. "Get back here, fourth wall!" Security!

Iruma Job Corner, Helping at Hospitals

Iruma liked this job for the sheer satisfaction of helping people … because everything else was horrible. Right now was his third bag of multiple liquids not meant to be handled by a child. But hey, the labor is cheap and he'll do it! Everyone always said please, so he'll do it to the max!

It was getting harder to handle the jobs with Bunny-sensei's training, and sooner or later he might have to cut some hours from ones like this to keep up with the schedule… but he really needed that tuition money! Oh this was just the worst. "Hey Suzuki!" A nurse called out. "Patient seven needs a new heart, get one from the lab please."

"Sure!" Thanks to a guy that could regenerate being desperate for money, he sold his organs constantly. The Hospital actually had an influx of spare organs, quite disturbing. On the plus side they were all type O, so easy transfer. He was type O too, so maybe if he sold some blood or one of his kidneys, he could save up just enough and have time to spare for the training!

"Suzuki, a refill of saline for patient four please!"

"Yes sir!" Refills were actually quite easy, as long as they were well restrained. Otherwise he had to run to security. They were at least nice enough to tase the victim … even if they never got aim down.

"Suzuki, the Murphey kid blew up another heart monitor, could you please give the kid his backpack!"

"Yes sir!" That quirk must have really sucked, but it helped that the kid had more survival instincts and intelligence than even Iruma did. Maybe they could talk together if he ever had the time.

"Suzuki, the woman got some more flowers again. Would you mind delivering them?"

"Of course!" Nobody ever said please when it came to this request, but he'd never deny the nice lady the pretty flowers. She always seemed sad, but she always smiled just a little whenever they met up. He knocked on the door in question, cracking it. "Hey there."

"Suzuki, how nice to see you again." The lady smiled.

"I brought more flowers, whoever sends them must really like you." These were really hard to find in a warm climate too.

"They're from someone special." The lady gave a small giggle. "How have you been? Are you doing fine in school?"

"I'm not sure. These jobs usually keep me away, but I somehow keep passing. My parents never seem mad when they go to the one PTA meeting near the end of the year." His teacher's got super nice around that time too. "But I'm now training to get ready for UA, which is an important school, at least that's what Bunny-sensei tells me."

"Bunny-sensei." That always seemed to make her laugh whenever he mentioned it. "I'm sure you'll do fine as a hero. Someone as helpful as you is bound to be someone great."

"Oh, I'm not interested in hero stuff." He waved off. "I'm just getting into UA."

"..Right." She giggled even more. Why did people do that when he didn't tell jokes? "I have a son who's around your age. Maybe you'll see him." Her small smile became a small frown. "I haven't seen him in a while."

"Oh, if I ever see him, I'll be sure to tell him!" This lady was always nice to him, so it was the least he could do for her. "I'll do it Ms…" Huh, all this time, he never learned her name.

"Right, I've never given my name to you, how silly." She chuckled once again. "Just call me Rei." Seemed like a lovely name.

International Heroism! Suiting up in San Francisco

"Fred! For the last time, stop leaving your dirty socks on my workbench!"

"If you turn them inside out, they're no longer dirty!"

"That's not the problem and you know it!" If Fred's family didn't finance their whole operation, Wasabi would've thrown the guy out the window the first chance he got. "Just keep the station clear! I make food here too, you know!"

"While we're on the subject, Wasabi, you need to get some." Honey looked at her costume. "You got so close you cut and burnt my outfit so many times over."

"You're always standing so close to me! I've said over and over I need at least four feet of space when I have my quirk active!" Plasma knife. It wasn't the strongest emitter type in the world, but Hiro's knowhow with support tech helped make it usable on the field. "And like you're one to talk. You dropped another one of your gooballs and trapped me against the wall for an hour."

"You can cut yourself out, why do you care if your stuck?"

"I couldn't move my arm!" Her ability to make any substance understood on a chemical level was indeed impressive, but she kept using it at the wrong moments! "Just try to be more careful, we don't need another Globby accident."

"I swear I still find gunk in my wheels." Gogo grumbled. Her quirk was one of the more simple transformation types. Wheels. She just grew wheels on her feet. It was another case of Hiro's support tech making it more effective, the suit she wore allowing her to accelerate them to higher speeds.

"I say your wheels roll just fine baby." She ignored Fred. "This day can't get any more lame."

"Incorrect. We could realize that there is nothing on television." Baymax snarking, that was a rarity.

"Okay, okay, we don't need any more arguing around here, patrols about to start in fifteen minutes." Hiro, their fearless 'leader' came into the room. Leader in quotes because while it was his tech that allowed them to be effective on the field, he was still in highschool.

"So how was your date shrimp?" Gogo's question sent said leader into a sputter frenzy.

"I, we, it wasn't a date, we just talked and hung out. You know, like friends."

"I'm confused, is he dating the police chief's daughter or the girl that writes fanfiction about us?" Fred intruded into a conversation that he wasn't needed in.

"I am not dating either of them! It was a hang out, between, friends."

"Aww, just let me know if you need advice about women." Honey offered, fixing up her suit.

"Wasabi, you have my back right?"

"Eh, I say make a choice soon or they're probably going to throw you into a dumpster for 'leading them on.'"

"I'm not leading them on! We're friends!" Sure, keep telling yourself buddy.

What if … Iruma was a Midoriya?

Inko remembered the day vividly. How she slipped into a manhole cover left open, walking through the sewers trying to get out, only to happen upon a ritual to sell their child. The horrible bastards can rot later. Luckily, she managed to convince them, with the threat of her quirk, and they convinced her, with the threat of their quirk, to allow her to purchase their son. And that was the last straw for Hisashi apparently, not wanting to support two 'dead weights'.

That word was far from what she would call the two precious sons, Izuku Midoriya and Iruma Suzuki. Despite differences in appearances, many would often call them twins, which was probably why Izuku and Iruma latched onto each other so quickly. Two quirkless teens living their lives the best they could, despite the rejection of an entire society.

Iruma, now not having to worry about jobs, bad parents, and being protected at school by Izuku, now began to focus on hobbies, such as upping everything he learned while surviving. One such thing was tinkering. He had to mainly focus on putting mechanics together to survive harsh environments, but with the right direction from a few teachers, as well as encouragement from herself and Izuku, finally could spend time actually UNDERSTANDING how each machine worked.

All of it paid off, because as Izuku suddenly manifested a quirk and joined the hero course, Iruma was accepted into the support course. They were compared to a mini david shield and All Might.

Now, this was seen in their household. "If I place the ring of the glove like this, that's thirty percent more recoil redirection, allowing you to throw even stronger punches."

"Your awesome Iruma, oh, what about air pressure control?"

"Right, we can't destroy perfectly good forests. Lots of fruits to eat." Okay, in many respects Iruma was still a child in a teens body, but she wouldn't ask to change him for anything. "May have to get Mei on this. She might have a baby that can focus your smashes."

"Oh, am I getting grandbabies?" She asked with a teasing smile.

"Oh, no, Izuku still doesn't have a girlfriend." Iruma replied with that adorable denseness. She had the best sons in the world.

Annon Chat! Homes

Fannon: Hello Iruma

Cannon: Hello Iruma

Fannon: So what's the demon world like? Do you live in a cave like that one island trip?

Cannon: Nope, I live in a mansion!

Fannon: Oh...really. I still sleep in a tent. But what about food? Is it nasty and bitter tasting? Not that I would mind.

Cannon: It's the best food I've ever put in my mouth! I eat three buffets for breakfast everyday!

Fannon: … I see … I still eat from the woods … Although Food-Sama can make an unlimited amount of meals for lunch.

Cannon: I can't even imagine unlimited food! You're so lucky!

Fannon: Thank you, I'm just glad I don't have to stick around with some scary demons.

Cannon: Actually they're super nice, my first friends even became soulmates with me! And my Grandpa spoils me with love, cuddles, and presents.

Fannon: That...SOUNDS…..FINE….You….must...be...really….HAPPY!

Cannon: I am! I wish people would stop saying I have a harem though.

Fannon: That's it, give me your life! *Begins to strangle each other*