Aldera Junior High School, the primary school for the young, hormone filled little moro- I mean wonderful teens that lived in the small town of Musutafu. Yes, this is the typical Japanese school that, for some reason, appeals to westerners. The place where normal school activities takes place. The place where the many young ones of the town work to become the next line of normal, productive, disciplined, and delightfully composed members of soci-
BOOOM! CRASH! CRACK! BLAM! SLAP! Well, at least it WAS before lunchtime.
The sudden noises had startled the principal from his work at the office, now littered all over the floor along with the rest of his belongings. He wonders how the place trembles each time an incident occurs, but then realizes what reality he is in. Then he berates himself for the idiotic nature of his question. Don't worry, everyone else thinks you are a moron as well. Screams and yelling can be heard past his door as the frantic pitter-patter of students got the hell out of dodge. One teacher decided to burst through the door to his office to help him hear it up close. The poor man is sweating violently with his clothes in extreme disarray.
"Sir! We have another situation in our hands! You need to get to the cafeteria NOW!"
The Principal could only pinch the bridge of his nose in exasperation. If you can hear very closely, he is contemplating which god he pissed off to the point of being given this much of divine punishment. That, or how he was close to consider early retirement. Not sure, don't quite care. Either way, he would have to call the parents... and the authorities... and his therapist, along with several contractors... again. Thank god for quirk-based insurance.
Meanwhile, in No Man's Land, aka Cafeteria.
The area was one would expect if someone decided to start a food-fight, took it too far, then proceeded to fix it by making it an ACTUAL fight. All in all, it was absolute hell. Chunks and bits of food and beverages were pattered everywhere, along with pieces of tables and chairs. Burn marks and human-sized holes where outlined in the walls. The other students caught in the crossfire were tending to their wounded and fleeing from the battlefield.
"RUN AWAY!"
"THOSE TWO IDIOTS ARE AT IT AGAIN! SAVE YOURSELVES!"
"MY LEG!"
If you ask me, those who got away before the fight broke loose were the lucky ones.
CRASH! And now another hole has been placed on the wall, courtesy of one smiling Izuku Midorya. "WOOO! Now that's what I call getting more BANG for your buck, am I right?" He called to his blond haired compadre, " Now then, my fellow bomberman, care to surrender before you-pfft- blow a fuse? HAHAHA!"
The one smoking blonde, named Bakugo Katsuki, was not amused. " GRRR, I'VE HAD ENOUGH OF YOUR SHITTY JOKES, DEKU!". He propelled himself with his explosions towards the greenete, ready for another attack. Seeing this, Izuku quickly pried out of the hole and braced himself. Just as the blonde was about throw the punch, he stomped the floor.
THWWWACKKK! DING DING! A wooden board uppercut sent Katsuki through the ceiling and is now sailing through the air. Seeing his foe unable to battle for the time being, Izuku celebrates his hard earned victory.
"Another win for the Green People!HAHAHAHAAAAA!" Izuku jumps for joy as he presents himself with a medal he pulled out of nowhere. "From this day forward, the future students of this fine establishment will learn about the great war that has transpired in this establishment" He looks to the ground solemnly. " And the sacrifices that many had taken to ensure victory over the tyrannical nukazoid that threatened our way of life"
A manly tear was shed "Especially that foreign transfer student, Gary. He will be missed". WHOOSH! Now izuku was dressed in a Scottish Highlander outfit, from which he then pulled bagpipes from his kilt. " Aye laddie, I shall play a song fittin for yer brav'ry" A bad rendition of Scotland the Brave began to play.
Believe it or not, this was not the first time that this had happen in Aldera middle school. The rivalry between the two knuckleheads had been around ever since their quirks manifested themselves. Let us take a look into their past, shall we?
When their quirks were discovered at the age of four, they were really excited about it. I mean, what little kid wouldn't be when they found out that they can blow stuff up with their hands, or make things out of thin air. Suffice to say, the parents of both boys were overjoyed. That is, until the two began to argue about who's quirk is the better one.
"I'm telling you, Deku! My quirk is the best and strongest one!" Yelled Bakugo as he let out explosions from his hands. "Your nothing but a Loony Toon reject!" The other kids and parents at the playground were looking on with slight amusement and concern.
Izuku for his part just laughed, unfazed at his friends' statement. "Gee, is that what you think? I'm pretty sure MY quirk is better than being a short fused little firecracker!". The other kids laughed at his insult. "Oh yeah? At least I'm not some crappy mamma's boy!" Shot back Katsuki. Izuku gasped, clutching his chest from the audacity of that statement. " How dare you say that!? My mother is a beautiful and respected woman and should be treated as such!"
"I'm talkin about you, dumbass!"
WHOOSH! Izuku was now dressed in a scientist uniform, his curly ruffled hair now white " On ze contrary, herr Bakago-" " DON'T CALL ME THAT, DEKU!" "-ze majority of all living organisms are created with the chemical and biological ingredients that our progenitors have given us during the time of our creation. As such- an insult to me iz a insult to maman!"
Izuku then rushes over to Bakugo "Now zen! Let us try an experiment, ja?"
"The hell you thi- GAHH!" Ahh, the atomic wedgie. Such a classic move, don't you think?
" Oh I see, it appears that the material of your undervear are very elastic! Vat a discovery! HAHAHAAAA!" Now the whole playground is doubling over in laughter, the adults not even bothering to stifle their own.
Bakugo was not going to take this humiliation lightly, and he was going to make sure about it. He fixed his boxers after he dislodged them from his head, then began to pool sweat in his hands.
" OH I'LL GIVE YOU SOMETHING TO THINK ABOUT, EGGHEAD!" BOOM! He blasted Izuku point blank, sending him crashing through a tree. It wasn't enough, and soon-CLANG!- he smacked headfirst into a lamp post, where he then slipped off and landed into a conveniently placed trash bin. Keep Japan Tidy, as they say!
Izuku quickly got out, now covered in garbage. He sent a glare towards the laughing blonde, who was now the only one laughing.
WHOOSH! He was now dressed in a soldier uniform, now grinding his teeth. " Oh that's it! This means war!" He snarled. He ran towards Bakugo and gave him a sucker punch. "PREPARE TO MEET YOUR MAKER MAGGOT!"
Both boys were now on the ground, grunts of pain and punches now covered by a large cloud of dust. This alarmed the other parents in the area and rushed in to get their child to safety while the two boys were being separated by their own. At the end of the day they were both given a very stern lecture for several hours. This was also the time where Mrs. Midorya found out about how the more... traditional method of discipline would go well with Izuku's quirk.
Izuku would now have a fear of frying pans and rolling pins.
We now return to Izuku's Musical Highland Hysteria Hour, already in progress...
"MIIIIIDOOORYYYYYAAAAAAAAA!"
The music was cut short as the Principal came to the cafeteria along with the rest of the front office staff. They all had varying amounts of disgust, shock, and overall stress stitched on their faces as they saw the aftermath of the carnage that had occurred in the place. The Principal specifically is looking at a certain green haired student, now dressed in a janitor's uniform, his face hidden beneath the cap.
Izuku was casually mopping the floor, seemingly unaware- or uncaring- of the new arrivals. "Eyyyy there, boss." He greeted with a gruff New York accent. " Just doin my business here. Nothing to see here."
"There most certainly is something to see here, young man! I want you and Bakugo in my office... NOW!"
Seeing that the jig is up, Izuku threw his mop to the side. " You'll never take me alive, teach!", he yelled as he went running towards the nearest exit. See kids, when it comes to saying thing like that it is important to know that it could be jinxing yourself. Which is why the universe decided to grant Izuku's wish- CRASH!- and have him knocked unconscious by a falling Bakugo.
Normally, one would be worried about a kid falling several feet from the air on top of another kid, especially when it happens in a school. The teachers just consider it another day in Aldera Middle School. Really, nobody thinks about anything serious when those two are involved. Even when the authorities arrive on the scene, the people of Musutafu never worry. This is mostly because there is only one person who would be insanely idiotic to have this many policemen on the scene in a relatively quiet town. I mean really, not even the heroes even bother to join in due to... previous engagements with the problem child duo. Needless to say, the two boys really earned the titles of "The Troublemakers of Musutafu."
And going by the cycle of troublemakers, the two are now in the still messy office. The boys are seated, one with a big grin and the other with a withering glare to said smiling boy. The principal is at his desk, taking some aspirin while a detective stands besides him.
Detective Tsukauchi took a deep breath, rubbing his temples in a vain attempt to calm down his headache. " Boys, this is the fourth time this month that we had to intervene in one of your shenanigans." He explained with a stern voice, " The amount of paperwork is enough to drown me till the end of next month and many heroes are this close to just considering you two low-level villains just to have an excuse to get you guys to stop."
"WHAT! THAT'S BULLSHIT!"
"IT WASN'T ME! IT WAS THE ONE-ARMED MAN!"
"SHUT UP DEKU! THIS ALL YOUR FUCKING FAULT!"
"LIAR! IT WAS YOU WHO RULED THE CAFETERIA WITH AN IRON FIST!"
"WHAT THE FUCK ARE YOU EVEN TALKING ABOUT!"
"FREEEEEDOOOOOOMMM!"
"WILL YOU TWO SHUT UP!" The boys were silenced by the detective " If I hear anymore from the two of you I will personally make sure you both end up in a juvenile prison! Am I understood!?"
"Yes sir/Whatever"
"Good" He sighed again, "Now I have already contacted your parents and are now on their way to pick you boys up. I suggest that you two stay put until they arrive." The detective turned to the principal "Now if you'll excuse me, I have to get back to the office to sort this whole mess out. The other officers will be around to get statements on the incident and to make sure things go smoothly."
"Very well then, detective. Thank you for the assistance." As the detective made his leave, the principal spoke to the other two. "Now that we have that out of the way" He started, not even bothering to hide the irritation in his voice, "We will all wait until your parents arrive. There is something that they need to know and I feel it would be best to make sure that they arrive to give the news."
Well crap, I think we all know where this is going. So do the two idiots, as they began to break into cold sweat in their seats. How Bakugo managed to produce cold sweat I do not even know.
Mama Mydoria was not having a good day. While there are many others that come quite close, nothing could beat this day. It all started when she got late to work because her alarm clock didn't go off. As those in the workforce would know, she was later chewed out by her superior. Also, she was being hit on by a lot of the patients during her shift. In case the readers didn't know (or in case the author forgot to mention), Inko Mydoria works as a nurse. Now, she may not be Miss Japan or a model like a certain friend of hers, but she was no slouch in the looks department either.
With that said, being a nurse uniform and with her kind demeanor did attract a bit of attention. Most of them unwanted of course. Just as when she thought she would get a bit of relaxation during her break, she gets called into the office from her boss. When she heard the news about the police contacting her to come and speak to them about her son, she... well she uh...
Well let's just say that she was allowed to go early by a frightened boss, and was now driving towards the school with the speed of a speeder and the rage of a critical parent. The amount of police cars that she passed by did not help either. Nor the amount of news reporters that were there as well.
She arrives at the parking lot, where many reporters were asking questions to police and people involved. Once they saw the mother out of her car, they quickly rushed over to her, microphones and cameras at hand. Inko for her part was doing her best to not outright scream at them as she quickly shoves them away from her. Several officers, seeing her predicament, come towards her and escort her towards the school. Once she arrives at the principal's office, she sees Mitsuki arguing with her son while the principal hides his face with his hands. As for the other one...
"Hello Izuku..." The boys (and apparently the principal) jolted from the utter rage barely concealed in her soft voice, "Would you like to explain to me why I was called from work, was told that my son was fighting another student in school, and now the place is temporary closed due to the extent of the damage?"
Izuku quickly got out of his chair to face his mother, giving the most cute face he could muster. "Oh Mother, how lovely to see you again! I see that you look wonderful as alwa-"
KLANG! A good smack to head with a small frying pan was enough to shut him up. Both the principal and Katsuki jumped from their chairs, afraid of the mothers' wrath. Mitsuki for her part just watched the whole thing with amusement.
"Izuku, there is no need for that. Now behave yourself while I speak with the principal, okay honey?"
"...yyyessss mmooootheeerrr..." The poor boy was still seeing stars, literal stars mind you!
Inko took her son's seat "Thank you dear. Now then, is there anything that you wanted to share with us sir?"
The poor man wanted to get the hell out, but decided against it and sat back in his seat. "W-well as you and has already been informed, your son was involved in a fight in campus with the gentleman sitting right next to you which has resulted in thousands of Yen in damages. That's not to mention the parents of some of the students that were caught within the fight itself is demanding that we take legal action against these two. The parents are also threatening to sue-"
"Sue us? Can you tell me the name of these...parents. I think we can sort out an agreement." Interrupted Mitsuki with a glare of her own.
"T-t-that's not necessary. The police have already taken care of it and will be contacting the both of you to make sure you can settle things out of court."
"*sigh* I guess that's that then."
"N-not quite." replied the principal.
"Explain", demanded Inko.
"Well, we all know that this hasn't been the first time that this has happened at school. At first we were overlooking it because we saw the potential that the boys have in being successful in the long run. However, we can no longer be able to do so and we will have to apply punishment as deemed fit."
"Wait you don't mean-"
"I do" The principal gave a grave look to the two families in the room. "Katsuki Bakugo and Izuku Midoriya, you both are hereby expelled from this school."
"WHAT!"
"THAT'S BULLSHIT!"
"THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT, DEKU YOU SHITTY CLOWN!"
"Bwuh-GAH!" Now this got Izuku from his delusional state before being tackled "HEY WHAT'S THE BIG IDEA SHORT FUSE, GET OFF ME!"
"LIKE HELL I WILL! I'LL KILL YOU!"
"GO CHOKE ON YOUR OWN SWEAT, POMERANIAN!"
The two mothers quickly got their boys separated before they would cause anymore trouble. SMACK! KLANG! And that was the sound of the mothers making sure they wouldn't do it again. The ride back home was silent for the most part.
If one were to ask Naomasa Tsukauchi if he regretted being in the police force, he would say no. If someone were to ask him if he regretted being in charge of keeping an eye on a certain individual because of his tendencies, he would still say no. If someone were to ask him that after he saw the literal stacks of paperwork he had in his office desk, he would advise you to get the hell out.
Which is what he did after he kicked out a junior officer that was giving him a report. He spent the rest of the day doing paperwork with no way of getting out of it. That is, until the universe decided to throw a bone to the guy. Obviously by bone, I mean Yagi Toshinori.
Naomasa did not even bother looking up from his paperwork when he knocked. "Come in"
The No. 1 Hero peeked his head out the door into his office "Hey Naomasa, you said you wanted to talk to me?"
"Yes as a matter of fact, I do. Anything to get an excuse to hold off this paperwork for a while." Yagi whistled at the amount of paper on the detectives' desk.
"Whoa, you've been busy. Did you get an increase of crime in the area?"
"Believe it or not, no." Naomasa finally looked up and gestured to the stacks of paper. "All this is from a single incident that just happened just a few hours ago."
"GACK!" Yagi quickly wiped off the blood he spewed in surprise. "Wait are you serious!?"
"Afraid so, my friend. I've been at this for a long while now and I haven't even gotten halfway. I swear those kids are going to be the death of me..."
"Wait kids? Are you telling me that this was all done by a bunch of kids?"
"No, just two." Naomasa corrected, "The kicker? This isn't even even the first time I had to do this." Digging through the drawers in his desk, he pulls out a considerably large file. He gives the file to Yagi, "The first incident happened around 12 years ago, when they were fighting in a playground. It started out as simple roughhousing, but then it went too far and made massive damage to the property itself. Ever since then, I've been assigned to take care of each occurrence and every time it's been headache after headache."
Yagi looked into the file while the detective explained the situation. The first thing he sees are two simple portrait-sized photos of the two boys, both in their early teen years. One was a boy with emerald hair, green eyes and symmetrical freckles in each cheek with the biggest smile the blonde ever saw. His eyes were wide with what seemed to be immense excitement, and seems he was okay with what was going on. In fact, he looked even proud of being in that photo. Proud of what is up for debate.
On the other hand, the other kid looked like he wanted to be anywhere but there. He had blonde, spiky hair with red eyes and with the look that would rival a decent villain with the amount of rage bleeding into the photo. There was also a bit of smoke coming out from the background, which was weird. Turning the photos around, he found their names and ages written on the back.
"Izuku Midoriya and... Katsuki Bakugo. So these are the two troublemakers?", He asked the detective.
Naomasa gave a slight nod and rested his elbows on his desk, "That's correct, Yagi. Although with this recent one, they really are going to be in hot water this time."
Yagi looked up from the file confused, "What do you mean by that? Don't tell me they were arrested."
"They weren't, but I was informed by the Principal of the school where the incident took place. As of right now they have been expelled and outright banned from entering for any reason whatsoever. As for the parents, they would have to pay a certain amount in fines as most of the damage were thankfully covered by the insurance company."
The blonde hero spat out more blood in shock. The two of them managed to get in that much trouble!? And with so much damage!? How the hell does he even put up with this!? "S-surly there has to be some sort of reason why the two are always at each other's throats!"
"If there is, then they haven't said anything about it yet. We already tried to get the two to see a therapist, but that only lead to the therapist herself being sent for help."
"My god..."
"Yuuup", Naomasa let out a deep breath and pinched the bridge of his nose. "I've been looking for ways to settle their little quarrel, but I'm running out of options here. Which brings me to you."
"Me?"
"Yes." He motioned the file Yagi was currently holding, "Based on their information I found in their files, one of the only things that they have in common is their love of heroes. Both are the biggest fans of All-Might, and have even been seen putting their fight aside for things involving heroes at times."
"So you want me to talk to them as All-Might?"
"At first yes, but then I realized you don't really met the type of person who solves problems with words. So I was kind of hoping you could find someone who was willing to come and try to talk to these two."
Yagi took a moment to contemplate the idea before handing the file back to Naomasa. "Very well then, my friend. I will go ahead and make a few phone calls. I am sure I can find a few heroes who are perfect for the job!"
The detective gave a tired smile, "Glad to hear that, you have no idea how much you are helping me here."
The blond haired skeletor smiled back and they both said their goodbyes. Once Yagi left, the detective looked at the remaining stack of papers still on his desk.
He hopes that his friend finds someone to help him, otherwise he wasn't sure if he was able to continue with this routine for much longer now. Maybe after this he would go for some good alcohol. That always helps him unwind and forget the woes of today...
...wait
he just realized something...
...since the boys don't have to go to school anymore, that would mean they would be left wondering around Musutafu at some point...
...and he would have to file paperwork for every single fight they get involved wi-
SLAM! "YAGI, WAIT! WWWAAAAAIIIIITT!"
HELLOS HELLOS! KALBERN HERE!
Well then, here it is! I've been trying to get this chapter out as soon as I could. Been kind of distracted with a lot of things, which is kind of a given when your computer is put in the living room. ESPECIALLY when the sound of hispanic novelas are kind of blasting behind you with your nieces bawling their eyes out and your sister asking if she could play games after you are done. But im just making excuses at this point.
Either way, thanks for reading this and I hoped you enjoyed the chapter. As for the cover itself a good artist by the name of Deadulus from DeviantArt made it when I commissioned for it. Looks good doesn't it? Shoutout to her!
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