Shout out to YuGiOh! 5D's, aka the best YuGiOh! by a mile and a half (Ha, mile cause they are on bikes lmao). Yusei Fudo still in my top 5 protagonists of all time.

So the song for today's chapter is the second opening for it, aka Last Train (Atarashii Asa).

Anyway's let's get on with it.

Summary:

You fool, you fell for it! You fell for my trap card, which means one thing only. You need to die-, Ahem, I mean it's me Sora telling you to enjoy what will come up. A little bit of this, a little bit of that and some spice thrown in. One things for sure - Clench your bellies cause' your asshole is gonna sting full of shit.

"What's it like learning from All Might?" A reporter asked me. I sighed heavily, this was getting annoying. I even came to school earlier, only to be greeted with a pack of hungry reporters. I watched how Izuku, Uraraka and Iida dealt with the reporters, all in various different ways. The media's nickname of being vulture's actually made sense now as I gulped.

"Uhm... hi mum!" I nervously said to the camera.

"Your thoughts on All Might as a teacher?" Someone asked me.

"All Might is cool, yeah, he's pretty cool. Very cool, probably one of the coolest of them all, but Aizawa-sensei is definitely cooler-," I was yanked by the neck as the man who I had just named was shooing off the reporters very easily.

"He's off today, you are interrupting classes so please leave." The man was in his natural element, channeling his inner hobo tendencies to make anything look unappealing, but I was grateful.

That was until he turned around and glared at me for a solid minute. "Uhm... are you good sensei?" I asked confused.

"Yesterday, I waited for you to show up for you're detention at lunch time. You decided not to show, would you care to give an excuse?" I thought for a moment, what would be a good excuse?

"It would be irrational if I told you," I said. "Sorry sir, maybe we can do the detention today?"

He studied me for a moment before rolling his eyes. "Your giving me extra work kid, and I don't appreciate this irrational behaviour. Take it seriously and curb your sarcasm, or else you'll get curbed."

I blinked... did he just threaten to kill me?

"Take it how you will, get inside now. I have a surprise for the class today." I nodded, wondering what the surprise could be? Naturally I already knew, it was the announcement of the USJ trip, right? I mean it had to be. I left him as he dealt with the reporters, by shutting the doors on them completely. I was speechless as he walked past me, as if nothing had just happened, was he a psycho or something? What if someone had been caught up in those doors? That would have been a painful death.

"Yamazaki stop fantasising over death or else I'll actually put you down myself." He called out to me, was it hot in here? Yeah, the weather was warmer then usual. Or maybe it was the humidity? Musatafu was a urban area after all-, "Oi, I said hurry up. Don't make me repeat myself"

I stood up straighter as I walked as fast as I could, "Yes sir!" I responded. Eventually we reached the classroom, everyone else already inside chatting excitedly about the reporters.

"Oh, I wonder if they are going to interview us-, Oh hey everyone look, So-chan arrived on time!" Mina Ashido shouted rather lightly.

"So-chan?" I asked amused.

"Yeah, that's your nickname. The cold, and unbelievably cool So-chan."

I snickered at the name, "Yeah no. Please, just call me Sora, no extra suffix or anything. Please."

Ashido shook her head, "Not until you call me Mina-,"

"Okay Mina please don't call me So-chan!" I interrupted her. God that was a stupid nickname, imagine if someone overheard and decided for it to be my hero name? 'So-chan saves the day once again!' or 'So-chan and Deku making the dream team!' Just the mere thought of the name made my physically sick to my core.

"What's wrong with So-chan?" An unbelievably sarcastic voice called out. Jiro, smirking at me as she said, "I think it rather suits you." Before I could reply, Kaminari beat me to the punch as he disagreed.

"Nah. So-chan strips away all the masculinity he has, at that point he might as well commit seppuku." I clapped Kaminari on the back rather hard.

"Gee Kaminari, yeah why don't we commit seppuku together huh Den-chan?" I said to him as he winced.

"Oi, I was on your side you git. But now that you mention it, maybe these lovely ladies were correct in naming you So-chan. That slap on my back was rather pathetic-," I slapped Kaminari on the back again, this time harder, causing him to groan in pain.

I growled, "Maybe I should hit your face, how about then?"

Kaminari merely scoffed as he titled his head sideways, as if he was trying to be a gangster, or a shitty Yakuza clone. "Huh? A true man's glory is his face, if you attack my face I'll be forced to retaliate you know, are you sure you can handle the heat-," Kaminari was cut off as Mineta asked, "I thought you said a man's pride was his dick length?" Kaminari spluttered as he couldn't come up with a response as Mineta moved in for the kill.

"Furthermore, you said that you would call these ladies 'lovely' only to make an impression, not because you liked them." I tried to hide my smirk behind my hands as the two started bickering, much to the dismay of Ashido, Yaoyorozu and Jiro who looked disgustedly at the pair, before accusing me with their eyes.

I put my hands up in defence, "I don't control what they say or do! They are just my friends, honest."

That was before Kaminari gripped my left shoulder, and Mineta ( Standing on one of his balls) gripped my right shoulder. "What was that So-chan?" Kaminari threatened. "Yeah," Mineta said, "Didn't you say you liked the skin tight costumes yesterday on the group chat?" I gulped. That-, Wait group chat? I wasn't in a group chat with Kaminari and Mineta.

"Ew, boys." Jiro complained as she dragged the two other girls away.

"Oh man, you blew it!" Mineta complained as he sat down next to me. "Nah man, you sold me out first you little traitor!" Kaminari replied, which caused Mineta to throw his pencil at the blonde boy. "Oh come off it, we all know that you dwerpy face draws all the chicks away!"

Kaminari frowned as he responded by throwing the pencil back at him, "Oh yeah? Well your unfunny and perverse commentary makes them feel uncomfortable."

Mineta screamed in anger, "Oh-ho, I'll have you know that the chicks love my jokes! IF it wasn't for my height then I'd get double the amount of chicks you do!"

Kaminari rolled his eyes, "There we go, blaming your height like a pre-schooler. And like a pre-schooler, you don't know simple multiplication, zero multiplied by two is still zero!" Both Mineta and I looked at each other before bursting into laughter at the blonde boy as he realised what he had just said.

"Uhm-, I mean-, Well-," Kaminari tried to say as he was cut off by Aizawa coughing. "Ahem. Now that I have your attention, I would like to say a few things," Our homeroom teacher began. "I've looked over your grades and evaluations." Some members of the class broke out into small whispers, Aizawa had already spoken to me yesterday about it so I didn't focus too much on it.

"Bakugo, grow up already and stop wasting your talent." For once the blonde boy actually nodded, although he seemed pissed while doing so. "And... it seems that you ended up in the hospital again Midoriya, yet again with another broken arm. Learn to control your Quirk, and fast, because trying won't allow you to cut it. I hate having to repeat myself, but you do have potential. Assuming that you can overcome this challenge Midoriya." The green haired boy nodded at his, more determined than ever before. "Oh and one more thing," Aizawa said, cheekily smiling at me evilly.

"Yesterday, Yamazaki purposefully didn't attend a detention I set up," He began. "So I would much appreciate if today at lunch time, or after school you remind him to attend. By force if necessarily, just to ensure he isn't being irrational."

Iida jumped out of his seat as he bowed. "Yes Aizawa-sensei, I will ensure Yamazaki attends your detention! I will personally shadow him for the entire day!" I groaned. What kind of point was he trying to prove, that he's a sadist?

Mineta and Kaminari snickered at my expense as I flipped them off. God damn traitors. "Now, onto homeroom business," Aizawa said as bored as ever. "Sorry for the sudden announcement, but today..." The whole class leaned forward. I knew we were going to the USJ, but I didn't expect it to be today? Wait no, the villains use the reporters as a scheme to get into the school, meaning it can't be today. So then what was it, a pop quiz?

"You'll pick a class president."

Huh?

CHAPTERrrrrrr

T E Nnnnnn

'School is a metaphor for society being a prison'

Class...president?

I looked around to see other people's reactions. Mineta was deep in thought, but had a devilish smirk on his face. The kind which reminded me of an old cartoony villain, scheming away as they plot to destroy the world. Or in Mineta's case, probably something to do with girls. I couldn't blame him, I suppose I'll have to watch his career in great interest. Some girls, like Ashido and Yaoyorozu were chattering excitedly about the prospect of being class president. Now, if Yaoyorozu was class president, I wouldn't mind getting in trouble as long as she disciplines me-,

Ahem.

Yaoyorozu seemed like she would be a good fit. On the other side of the spectrum, Iida was furiously trying to get everyone's attention as he pushed his glasses up. He too was a serious candidate, unfortunately he would not be getting my vote due to various reasons. The first was that he was too much of a rule stickler. I mean, I rather liked him from what I remember, but that was after his whole arc with... with... Soap? Yeah, I think the vigilante is called Soap.

"Attention class," Iida shouted. "If I may have your attention for a second. Leading the many is a task of heavy responsibility. But, ambition does not equate to ability! This sacred office demands the trust of its constitutes, if this is to be a democracy then I put forward the motion that our leader must be chosen by election." I deadpanned at Iida. This was a classroom, not congress.

Frog girl and Kirishima raised some excellent points however. "But Iida, we haven't known each other long enough to build any trust, kero." Asui said. Kirishima added, "Yeah, plus won't people just vote for themselves?" Correction: Sad people vote for themselves. However Iida did not back down as he replied, "That's precisely whyanyone who manages to earn multiple votes will be the best suited individual for the job." Iida then turned to Aizawa-sensei, who was wrapped up in his yellow hobo-mobile, the weird thing called a sleeping bag. "However you do it, make it quick."

"Alright," I said. "Why don't all the people who want to run give a brief speech to make sure we get a good idea of how it'll be run."

Iida nodded. "That's a great idea Yamazaki. All right. Who wants to go first?" Suddenly, practically everyone's hands shot up as they shouted at Iida to pick them. I snorted, this was exactly why I would never run for a position like class president. There were too many candidates (Better candidates then myself), many conflicting ideas (My ideas on the position are radical) and finally only the most popular people won (I never won, or got a vote other then myself. I'm the sad one.)

"Oh, uhm okay, I'll go first!" Iida said. Ah, the classic approach of going first to set the tone. "If I' am chosen as class president-,"

Uraraka suddenly cut in, "Yeah, you would be great! You have the glasses and everything!"

Iida nodded as he replied, "Well yes, but me having glasses has no correlation to me becoming class president. Moving on."

Ding Ding! I just had a brilliant idea. "Oi, oi. Iida, how long have you worn glasses?" I asked.

The entire class turned their attention towards me, even Aizawa-sensei pretended to be asleep but I could see him lazily turning his eyes to face me. "Since I can remember, why do you ask?"

I grinned, "Because I'm wondering if non-humans can be entered as class president." I replied.

"Non...human?" Iida asked confused.

"What do you mean, Iida's a human right?" Uraraka asked confused. Ah, the simple creatures known as humans.

I tutted, "Tsk, tsk. Think, Iida, if his name is actually Iida, said he has had his glasses since he can remember. How do we know that he needs a prescription, for all we know-,"

Uraraka gasped as she screamed, "IIDA IS A PAIR OF GLASSES WEARING A HUMAN?!"

I nodded. "Precisely, he came from his mothers womb as a mere pair of glasses. Then as time went on, his human form grew so he could blend in. His true Quirk isn't his engine legs, rather," I pointed at the glasses resting on his face, "It's them!"

You couldn't hear a pin drop as everyone pondered what they had just heard.

"That makes so much sense dude," Kaminari eventually said. "I can't believe it, how could we have missed this the entire time?"

Mineta nodded as he added, "Yeah, it totally puts into perspective as to why Iida is so strict. He just wants to fit in as a pair of glasses."

Ashido bobbed her head excitedly, "Don't worry glasses-kun, we accept you! You can show us your true form, we can all be friends here!"

Tokoyami nodded his head as he muttered, "I see. A man of with a similar situation to mine."

Eventually the whole class devolved into mindless chatter as Iida stood at the front speechless. Even Todoroki was talking slightly, which was kinda cool. Alas I saw Aizawa staring at me intently, I suppose he figured out my true power. The ability to discuss something so absurd, something so insane that it brings people together. "I'm a human," Iida cried. "I'm a human, not a pair of glasses!"

"That's something only a pair of glasses pretending to be a human would say," I replied. Many people agreed with my statement. "I think to honour his glasses, we should make it so the glasses itself is in the running for class president."

Uraraka nodded as she said, "Yeah, glasses-kun should run, my vote is going to go for glasses-kun."

Iida in a fit of rage took off his glasses as he laid them on the board. "See! If I was a glasses wearing a human, wouldn't I be dead by now?"

I shook my head. "Glasses-kun has evolved, he's become independent of you now Iida. This classroom is a safe-space for him, we recognise him as a human, just like the rest of us." The glasses didn't reply.

"IT CAN'T TALK!" Iida shouted at me furiously.

Aizawa-sensei placed a hand on his shoulder, "Calm down. If the students here want to vote for you glasses, then allow them. A good class president would listen to them."

Iida regained his composure as he breathed in and out. "Yes, that's right. A class president must be able to listen to their fellow pupils. Alright, I'll allow my glasses to make a speech."

"Not your glasses, you don't own them," Kaminari replied.

Mineta added, "Yeah, you can't own people. That's like illegal."

I stroked my chin, "Mmh, what a very astute observation Mineta. Please do be the translator for glasses-kun." I said to the boy. Iida sat down as the pai of glasses just remained flat on the table.

Mineta hummed slightly, a small devilish grin forming on his face. "Ah, as the translator of glasses-kun he says that in my-, his administration girls will have to show thirty centimetre's of thigh-," An elbow from me, and a pencil thrown from Kaminari shut him up before he could do any more damage.

Kaminari and I nodded at each other. "What Mineta meant to say was that glasses-kun will listen to each and every one of us as he will solve out problems directly. He hopes to rely on us, as we in turn rely on him. He thanks us for recognising him as a human, and he hopes later on he can work on developing glasses to humans relations in order for it to become more fair to his kind." We politely clapped. The pair of glasses remained still and did not reply.

"Such a moving speech, I'm nearly in tears." I cried out.

Iida was torn on either glaring or trying to hit me as he retrieved his glasses, putting them back on. "Erm, yes. That was quite enlightening. Now, if I can continue-,"

I cut him off, "Okay looks like I'll go next." I walked up to the front as I tried to push Iida back to his seat. "You already had your turn beforehand, then glasses-kun made his inspiring speech. Look's like I'm next." Iida tried to protest, but unfortunately with the combined efforts of Kaminari, who wanted to hear what I had to say, and the rest of the class who just wanted to rush it so they could do their speech earlier.

"So," I began. "My name is Sora Yamazaki. I propose the following. If you vote for me, I'll try to ruin your lives as much as possible. First of all, I'll try and replace the food at which is sold to us at the cafeteria with sweets only, secondly I'll try to replace most of our homeroom lessons with nap time to ensure that we get as much sleep as possible. And thirdly, which is the most important one, everyone in our class will be in their hero costumes for as much as possible so we can get used to them." Yaoyorozu put her hand up.

"Uhm, most of that is impossible to do without the principle's help. How will deal with Nezu?" She asked me.

"Oh it's very simple," I replied. "I propose that we kill the rat." Silence.

"But then... wouldn't that make you a villain?" Ashido asked. I shook my head.

"Only if I'm caught."

Silence once again.

"Guys don't take him seriously," Jiro said as she rolled her eyes. "He loves to pull unfunny jokes like this, once I remember he pretended to not know it was his birthday so he could try to squeeze as much money from his friends and family as possible."

"Oi! That did not happen, and I didn't get money, I got presents! You bought me a present! And I didn't know it was my birthday!"

Jiro smirked, "But you didn't deny that you make unfunny jokes like these. C'mon, at least try to pretend that you want to be class president. You're making the rest of us that actually want it look bad."

I waved her off, "Listen there are two types of people who want to be class president. The ones that like to punish people and the ones that think they can win at this because they don't win at other competitions, only to find out it's a popularity contest and so after they don't get picked they fall into a deep depression and become sad at the state of the school system."

"That's oddly specific." Bakugo sneered angrily. "Seems like it comes from experience." Ha, sadly it did.

"That's not the point here Kaplosion, the point is that-,"

Bakugo stood up from his desk enraged. "The fuck did you just say you shitty cloud watcher?! I'll kill you!"

I waved my hands in front of me as I said sarcastically, "Ooh scaaary, I'm quaking in my shoes. Do it then if you take what you say so seriously, Kaplosion." Bakugo walked towards me as he grinned like a mad man.

But before he could, Aizawa sensei stepped in between us, scratching his head. "Relax both of you, or else I'll make you relax at the hospital for the rest of the day. Sit back down, both of you. Oh and Yamazaki, please don't atagonise your classmates. That's twice in the past ten minutes, first you start your crusade against Iida. Probabaly in an effort to annoy him so much that he forgets to shadow you as he promised me."

Jiro raised up her hand, "Sorry sensei, but with all due respect Sora isn't that smart or manipulative. He's just a bastar-, he's just an idiot." Minus the language I agreed completely with her.

I wasn't trying to annoy Iida into forgetting about me, that just sounds... oh, that sounds like a pretty good plan actually. Yeah, I'll go with that instead of just annoying him for my amusement. "Sorry Aizawa-sensei, but I genuinely do believe in glasses-kun. I believe he can run our class effectively, and I find him an invaluable member of our ecosystem, someone who we cannot live without."

He gave me a blank look. He looked tired. Very, very tired. "Just... sit down and try not to cause a commotion." I mock saluted him as I sat down, high-fiving Kaminari and Mineta.

"I quite liked your ideas on the costumes. But I think it should have been just the females." Mineta told me.

I shook my head, "They would never accepted it if it was just them, that's why I said all students, to make it more fair." Mineta nodded in understanding as Kaminari bowed his head down to me.

"All hail Lord Sora Yamazaki, truly a god amongst men."

Eventually everyone else did their speeches, Yaoyorozu became our Class President, while the title of Vice President was split between Izuku Midoriya and glasses-kun. It was a close call, but I managed to convince Jiro to vote for glasses-kun making him our Vice President. Midoriya felt some relief as he thanked me silently, I merely nodded back at him.

Then our first period started. And then our second... and then it was break time. I groaned, U.A. teachers really pushed you to do pages upon pages of work in class. Even I felt overwhelmed, which was a first. Usually I'd do all my work at home since it's not like I had much else to do back in middle school, but with teachers like Present Mic setting essay's with a minimum three thousand word count, it really put things into perspective.

I didn't care too much about my grades, with minimal revision I'd probably get near the middle of the class, more towards the lower end but that was fine. "Hey man you gonna come to the roof with us?" Kaminari asked me. I nodded as I packed up my things, shoving all the paper on my bag as I zipped it up and swung it around my shoulders.

"Yeah, I got a few more sweets today."

He nodded as his wrapped his arm around my shoulder and asked me, "For real? Did you get the watermelon ones?"

I scoffed. "Watermelon? What am I, a normie? I got the sourest ones, you can't turn back time now. You are getting five of them shoved down your throat at once."

He blinked, "Five? You trying to kill me? I can barely take one, let alone five."

I shrugged my shoulders. "That's a problem between you and god. Not me." He pushed me slightly as we left the classroom.

"God? Didn't we call you a god before? SO my problem is with you." He replied.

I raised my eyebrows, "Calling me a god again? Way to boost my ego, it's as if you want me to be a god." He didn't reply as he walked forward.

"Oh, right. Sorry man, I just realised I had to do something. Really sorry, it's a family thing, my little sisters birthday. I forgot the send her flowers." I waved it off, "No problem. Just don't come late to lesson." He smiled gratefully at me, "Really appreciate it man."

He then ran through the hall as he pulled out his phone and started dialling, running towards the location of the bathrooms. "Ah good, you're finally alone." I turned around to see Aizawa leaning on the wall. "You are coming with me, detention. I can't do lunch time or after school today, so apart of it will be today, the rest will be after tomorrow." Ah, cause of USJ. Right, makes sense.

"Alright then, do you mind if I go to the toilet?" I asked, but he did't reply. "C'mon sensei, I really need to take a piss-," He turned around as he stared at me for what seemed like the hundredth time, with the same bored eyes as ever.

"Are you done messing about? You think this is a game?" He asked me honestly. A game?

"No-," I tried to say but he cut me off.

"Then stop acting like a petulant child. I excused you yesterday and the day before since you were new to the school, but this is your third day. Have you noticed that no one else in the class acts like you?"

I snorted, "What does that have to do with anything? And it seems like you're the one constantly on my back, every time I do something you judge me harshly. Hell, why'd you even show up yesterday? What were you doing, and even right now, you somehow are always around me as you give me advice. Have you noticed that you don't give advice to anyone else sensei?"

He didn't reply as he studied me, I could tell that much from his eyes alone. "...you remind me of a friend." He eventually said.

"Pardon?" A friend? What the fuck did that have to do with me?

"He died a long time ago you see. Your actions just remind me of him. He died you see, in the line of duty. Saving people, that's all he cared about, and like you he disregarded authority. I don't want to see someone else die like that, understand? When you die people will mourn."

Yeah, I did know that... Of course I knew that. My family, friends... My old life. I knew all about grieving.

"So? People can mourn for their pet goldfish they have had for years, you have known me for three days. You are just my teacher." Aizawa looked like he wanted to say something, but he decided to hold his tongue. "C'mon, don't just not reply now. Aren't you my teacher, aren't you supposed to have the answers here?"

"Your a bright kid, if you died it would be a shame." He eventually told me.

I scoffed, "That's it? Just a 'bright kid'. Why don't you come out and say exactly why you, my teacher, don't like me for some reason?"

"Then go and ask for a transfer to Class 1B, I'm sure you'll enjoy it there. And for the record, I neither like nor dislike any of you." I growled. Like hell was I going to transfer, if I did then who would help protect them? I knew of the future, and I changed it. It was my responsibility to ensure my mistakes don't end up killing someone care about. So no one else mourns for a loved one.

"I can't switch classes." I replied.

Aizawa asked, "And why not? Why specifically do you have to be in 1A? Your friendships?"

I shook my head, "There are people I want to protect-," He cut me off.

"Then protect them in Class-1B. Surely you can manage that, no? Eighth overall in Class-1A despite not trying, I imagine you would be higher up in Class-1B, after all maybe being moved away from your fiends would provide you with the incentive to take it seriously. Or maybe, a transfer to the general classes would be better suited?"

"No..." I tried to say. If I was in 1B, I wouldn't be able to change anything. Those visions... my friends... They'd be in danger. "No, I'm staying in 1B and that's final." I said to him, determined. I wouldn't move, I wouldn't budge from anyone.

"Are you sure?" He asked me. "Being a hero requires sacrifices, more than giving your all. Sometimes... Sometimes it won't be enough, my old friend knew this and paid with his life. Can I say the same about you? I wonder, if the choice was between you life, or the people you care about, what would you choose?"

"Mine," I replied without thinking. "If it meant I could protect the people I care about, I'd give up my life without thinking. But it won't ever have to come to that."

Aizawa-sensei's eyebrows raised at that. "Oh really? And how can you guarantee something like that won't happen? You aren't strong enough yet to make promises like that."

I shook my head. "I probably never will be strong enough. But no one man can protect everything by themselves." I said as I looked out the window.

There they were. My friends, the rest of Class-1A. "You'll rely on them to protect what you want?" Aizawa asked me confused. I shook my head once more. "They are the ones I want to protect sensei. Like a captain on a pirate ship, the crew is his responsibility, but the crew also cares for each other and their captain in turn. Not to say I'm a captain, but even if I want to protect them, it's not like they are just going to roll over and die."

This was Class-1A, they did get through the USJ attack before, and countless of other things by working together. I was wrong to think that I could do it all by myself, that simply isn't possible. "Is that so." Aizawa started with a small smile, something which startled me. "You have grown from the so called 'Demon of Class-E' your middle school referred to you as."

Huh? How did he know that name?

"Naturally we requested your files from middle school, along with each and every student that had been accepted this year. Your files were quite a blast to read through, it was the talk of the staff room for a quite a while. Some may have interpreted your actions as simply being a bully, which made a few questions fly on whether we should accept you or not. But two specific references convinced us otherwise, one from your old homeroom and literature teacher. You'd better thank them the next time you meet."

Fujiwara-sensei...Shiyama-sensei...

"Oh and of course other student reports. I mean you did, and I quote, 'Run away with another student during a school trip'. Now naturally that made certain staff members here excited to have you on board, however as we got to the next page a student statement was written on how you helped her mend her friendship with someone. Your a good kid Yamazaki, and if you understand that not everything can be done by you alone, then maybe you have a future here."

I blinked at Aizawa-sensei. "Isn't this the same talk as yesterday?" I asked confused. He shrugged his shoulders, "Yesterday's was about fighting along with your comrades, that working together brings greater success than working alone. This is about trust, and so far you have said that you trust the rest of your class. These talks are only to ensure that you arent exhibiting 'anti-social' behaviours since your middle school placed a massive warning on you."

They what?!

"Oh yes, it was quite amusing. 'Yamazkaki had no proper friends for the entirety of his first and the majority of his second year. Only near the tail-end of his second year, along with all of his third year did he allow himself to be surrounded by other students.' Naturally, from the moment I saw you interact with Kaminari and Mienta, along with Jiro and Yaoyorozu I had thought you would be fine, but protocols are protocols. It wouldn't be good if a promising student felt like they didn't belong at school because they were lonely."

I complained loudly. "You were just doing this cause you had to?! Then why didn't you say so? Hm? Were you trying to make my life hell?" Aizawa-sensei merely shrugged his shoulders, the same bored expression on his face as ever as he walked past me. "

Oh, and don't be late for your detention. I actually did have to wait in the staff room yesterday for an hour." He reminded me.

I mock saluted him, "Yes Sensei, I promise I will arrive on time." I rolled his eyes as he didn't reply to my cheek, instead he kept on walking down the corridor despite my snorts of amusement. Staff room huh? If my memory served right, the plans for the USJ were located inside the staff room, which meant that the villains would infiltrate the school to go there.

I giggled in excitement. I had a plan.

"Are you okay?"

I turned around to see Todoroki staring at me. "You sounded like you were having a panic attack. Do you want me to call a teacher?" I shook my head. A panic attack? Was that what my laugh sounded like?

"Uhm no thanks. I'm good, no panic attack." I replied.

Todoroki nodded his head as he walked past me, looking cool as hell while doing so. God damn tall people...

Ectoplasm-sensei was teaching us science. Naturally, if I was good enough, I'd probably understand the intellectual discussion going on. Fortunately, I didn't understand, nor did I want to. I understood basic biology, chemistry was fun when balancing the equations, and physics... that was like maths right? Either way, as Yaoyorozu discussed with Ectoplasm about the dangers of the Bermuda problem, something I didn't even know existed.

Apparently methane is bad of the environment.. something about 'Methane Hydrade' or was it 'Methane Hydrate'? "Sensei, Japan is a country with a lot of earthquakes. When travelling over a large release of methane, it is said that ships can loase their float, or more importantly airplane engines can be stopped, which may even result to a mid-air explosion." I think she said.

I wasn't listening, like at all. "If a large rlease of methane happens, so in a crowded urban area the result could be catastrophic. Which is why new laws prevent the purchase of certain chemicals." Yaoyorozu finished off, sitting back down after a small round of applause. If it wasn't so boring, maybe I'd listen. Ectoplasm then went on to discuss how Methane is like Carbon Dioxide in a way that it leads to global warming, bit its twenty to sixty times more efficient...

Blah, blah, blah. Is he in heat or something? Is Ectoplasm a human, or an animal?

That was the real scientific question.

"Yamazaki, does this lesson bore you?" Ectoplasm asked me.

I sat up straight as I shook my head. "Huh? Uhm, nah. I'm paying attention sensei." Ectoplasm sighed as he continues on with the lesson. Eh, I didn't really care. He was a science teacher after all, at max they spend two years at their job before leaving.

"Hey, you almost bored to sleep?" Mineta asked me.

I nodded at him as I replied, "Of course. Why wouldn't I be, not like it's an interesting subject anyways." Mineta gave a grunt of agreement as he flipped through the textbook. He snorted as she tilted his textbook slightly, enough for me to see the page. It was a detailed description of a dick-,

"Pfft," I covered my mouth. How juvenile.

"Would you mind sharing the joke with the rest of the class Yamazaki?" Ectoplasm-sensei asked me, his patience clearly running thin as he tapped the board at the front rhythmically. I sighed as most of the eyes in the classroom fell upon me, Mineta snickering beside me.

"Well? I'm waiting? What's so funny?" Our teacher asked me.

I shrugged my shoulders in response. I guess it was either this, or explaining why I found a picture of a dick in a textbook to be funny. "Sensei, are you a human or an animal?" I asked him.

Mienta was having a full on coughing fit as Ectoplasm raised his... eyebrows? Eyes? Just what the hell were they?It looked weird, and frankly creeped me out. He looked like a full on villain from a horror movie, or just a bad cosplayer.

"Human. Is that all Yamazaki?" He replied with a sigh at the end.

"Yes." I admitted, well if he was a human, then why the need with all the getup? Surely he could ditch his costume when in lesson. Ectoplasm walked to his desk as he picked up a pen and wrote something on a small piece of paper, before walking to my desk and plopping it in front of me. It was... a note signed by him?

"Please gather you items and leave the class immediately. You are disturbing the rest of the students." He told me before walking to the front continuing his lecture about the dangerous of certain chemicals on the environment. I whistled slightly as I gathered all my things, shoving them down my bag before zipping it up.

"In a bit I guess," I whispered to Mineta and Kaminari, who had the cheek to wave at me as I passed them. Bastards, why am I the only one caught? Iida looked at me with a disapproving glare, Yaoyorozu was slightly disappointed while Jiro rolled her eyes at my antics. Bakugo tried his best to ignore me, but I could still see that he was angered at me, probably for me causing this all to happen. He was a studios person - In the top five in the class judging from some the early pop quiz scores we got back.

Izuku gave me a nervous glance, I could see his notebook nearly filled to the brim with notes taken this lesson. Maybe I should ask him to send them over? Not like Kaminari or Mineta are smart enough to make notes anyway, or motivated. Jiro would refuse, and would probably convince Yaoyorozu not to send them either. He was my only hope. Todoroki looked at me curiously, as if he was trying to figure out my mindset.

I don't exactly blame him, he's probably not used to people defying authority. Oh wait, he was wasn't he? I mean his brothers. How could I ever forget? Silly me. Anyway, I made sure to slam the comically large door shut for extra emphasis. Ectoplasm-sensei definitely did not like me, I mean come on it was a valid question right? Not like I had a wiki on me to describe everything about a character.

Well, at least it gave me the chance to explore the school for a little bit, at least before lunch started. Then I'd rush over to the cafeteria, hopefully in a effort to finally eat the fabled Yakisoba bun. Sold out within minutes, it's the most legendary lunch one could have. Some even say it bring massive fortune, personally I just wanted to see how it tasted.

Yakisoba noodles in a bun? It sounds... unique to say the least. "Oh? What's this, a lost listener?!" I familiar voice shouted out loud. Present Mic stood infront of me, holding a stack of papers in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other.

"Hello sensei," I greeted with a wave. "Ectoplasm-sensei kicked me out, so do you know where I'm supposed to go?" To his credit, Present Mic wasn't surprised by the development as he muttered something muffled enough that to me it sounded more a curse by a witch rather than a language that I understood.

"Follow me, Shota will love this." Present Mic replied. I followed closely as he hummed a recent song, and I had to admit it was rather catchy. I would have hummed along if I knew I wasn't already in a ton of trouble as soon as we reached the destination that was fated: the staff room. I groaned as Present Mic opened the door to reveal Midnight-sensei and Aizawa-sensei sitting on the couch discussing something.

"Look at what the cat dragged in!" Present Mic said excitedly as ever. I waved at the two teachers staring at me, startled at my sudden appearance.

"Well Aizawa-sensei, I finally decided to show up for your detention. Happy now?" I said as Midnight gave giggled slightly at Aizawa's reaction, who took a glance at his watch and sighed.

"Lunch doesn't start for another half hour. What are you doing here?" He asked me. Before I could reply, Midnight interrupted him as she stood up and helped to carry some of Present Mic's papers towards his desk. She was tall, taller then me which made me rather sad. Why was it, that both in this life and my previous life I was destined to be short?

Aizawa took a glimpse at the note in my hand as he motioned for me to sit opposite him. "Would you care to explain why you were kicked out of your lesson with Ectoplasm?" I shrugged my shoulders as I plopped down opposite him, making myself comfortable as I pulled out a sweets packet. Might as well make this as painless as possible, right?

"Was he against my enrolment here at U.A?" I asked. Aizawa shared a glance with Midnight and Present Mic, before turning to me and shrugged his shoulders.

"What does that have to di with anything?" He asked me confused,

I sighed as I explained, "He just kicked me out for no reason. I simply asked if he was a human or an animal because of his appearance, and he kicked me out. What's he hiding behind his costume, huh? Surely that's not that bad, or bad enough to warrant kicking me out of the classroom. It's hard to take class seriously when the person teaching it is dressed up like a cosplayer."

Midnight snorted as she replied, "I like this one." Aizawa hushed her as he replied, "Is that it?"

I nodded.

"Seemed like you deserved it then." Aizawa stated, rubbing his eyes as bored as ever. Seriously, did he enjoy pissing people off? The constant act of being bored and tired frankly made me tired. Midnight pouted as she swung an arm over his shoulder from behind, "Oh come on Shota, don't tell me you don't find him amusing. I like wit in my men." She said seductively.

Oh lord, please forgive my dreams tonight.

Aizawa grumbled something as he shook her arm off. "This is serious Nemuri, he's making a poor showing of why we fought for him to be accepted in the first place." I raised my eyebrows at that.

"So I was right?" I asked. "Ectoplasm-sensei didn't want me to attend here."

Aizawa shook his head as he replied, "I never said that-,"

Midnight interrupted him as she said, "You are right. I don't know how you found out that some members of the staff here didn't want to accept you, but you sire are a smart student. I do rather like intelligent men, especially ones that can... figure things out." Oh lord she was too hot. And she was my teacher? I thought the teacher fantasies were just that; fantasy.

"Stop teasing him Nemuri." No, no. Please tease me some more-, erhm. God damn it, why was it that I had a mega hot teacher? Like was that fair? I mean, it would be fair for my dreams. But as of now, I was a stuttering, red mess. Maybe I enjoyed being teased by her? No. Snap out of it, I'm just a kid. Not a man yet. Still a virg-,

"Hm? Is Sora here... blushing?" She said seductively. Aizawa rolled his eyes as he shooed her away. Thank you Aizawa-sensei, thank you. I don't think I would have lasted any longer. Damned hormones.

"Oh come on, please Shota! Please! Allow me to stay here, I have to know. I'll tone it down, okay?" Midnight complained, a stern look from Aizawa made her plead even more. Finally he relented, but she stayed far away from me. I was half relieved, and half disappointed to be honest. I wonder if there were other hot teachers at U.A? Maybe some hot students?

OOOOH! What was that blue haired girl again? I should try to find her. "Are you paying attention Yamazaki?" Aizawa asked me. "As I was saying. Ectoplasm, weather he wanted you to come to the school or not, has nothing to do with the fact that you disturbed the lesson enough that he felt like he had to have you removed in order for his lesson to continue. If you had simply kept you head down and done the work, you wouldn't be here right now."

That... that was a fair point actually. "Yeah, that makes sense. I was just curious, what does Methane have to do with me being a hero?"

"Methane? What happens if you came across a vat full of it? You wouldn't want to pressurise it, in case it explodes. What was the point you were trying to make, that learning about Methane is pointless?" Huh, I guess Aizawa really was smart. Well obviously I knew that, but he talked fired off an example without even thinking, which meant it probably came with experience.

Which then led to the bigger question: Why did he have to deal with Methane in the first place? I feel like that was the most important takeaway from the answer he gave me. Hero work sure seemed like it was a bunch of random crimes all mixed together, which made me excited for when I actually went out on patrol. Maybe I could have a sidekick do all the nitty gritty shit while I went out and talked to my fans, signing photo's or something. Is that what hero's do?

I think that's how Spider-Man worked.

"Say young listener..." Present Mic started. "Do you know any information regarding your father?" My... father? Judging from the sharp looks Midnight and Aizawa-sensie gave him, I gathered that he wasn't supposed to mention my parents. But why did they want to know about my parents in the first place?

"Uhm, my dad? He's at work, is he not?" At my answer, both Aizawa-sensei and Midnight looked at me, in both shock and horror as they quickly regained their composure. "Your father is at work?!" Present Mic asked me excitedly. I nodded. Yeah, why wouldn't he be?

"Yamazaki," Aizawa said, causing my attention to be solely on him. "Are you sure that's your father?" He asked me. I nodded, yeah, why wouldn't he be?

"Yeah, I mean he did adopt me. He isn't my father in blood, but Gekko Yamazaki is my father. Why? Is something wrong with him? Is that why you're asking?" Present Mic's grin fell apart faster then a divorce as Midnight shook her head, slapping herself lightly. Aizawa remained as impassive as ever, but even I could feel a twinge of disappointment coming from my homeroom teacher.

"Uhm, I meant you biological father." Present Mic corrected, which made a lot more sense to me. But it still begged the question, why did they want information on my biological father? I mean, maybe it was something required for U.A? Or for the school to enter me for like Hero exams or something, like a required form? I mean I hadn't met my biological sperm nugget, nor did I knew who he was.

"Nah, sorry to disappoint. Don't know who the guy is to be honest." The three looked more disappointed than before.

"Oh," Present Mic said sadly. "Well I suppose that makes sense." What made sense? Me not meeting him after my mother dumped me in an orphanage? No shit Sherlock, I had that figured out when I was a toddler. Well I suppose not everyone can be a genius like me... If I was a genius.

"Well lunch is about to start listener. Since you have a detention here, want me to pick up anything for you?" present Mic offered me. Huh, maybe this wasn't so bad. "Uhm, if you could get me a Yakisoba bun and some milk, that would be perfect sensei. Thank you." I told the man, who nodded and promised to be back in a few minutes with my food. Midnight grabbed a microphone from nearby as she said she had to supervise the cafeteria today as she bid me a farewell, leaving only me and Aizawa-sensei alone n the room.

I would have preferred if Aizawa-sensei left, but that's neither here nor there.

"So, ready to do your detention?" Aizawa asked me. I shrugged me shoulders. Not like I had anything else to do. "All right then, Yamazaki. If you can bring out a reading book, just sit down and silently read for the whole of the lunch break. I'll be back to check in ever now and then to make sure you haven't left, when Hizashi comes back with your food he'll probabaly stay her for the rest of the break." He explained to me.

Wow.

That was kind of a cop out, I show up for his detention and he didn't even want to stay here. How rude, and badass at the same time. If I were a teacher, I'd love to pull this move on a student. I think I'm going to call this the 'Aizawa dash', or maybe the 'Aizawa torture session'? Nah, that second one sounded way too dark. But, it did allow me to wait patiently for the sirens to go off.

If my calculations were correct, the villains would infiltrate the staff room. And since I was already here, that meant I had the element of surprise against the villains. It made my hands tremble in excitement just thinking about it. However, I wouldn't be able to take them on all by myself. I wasn't that stupid, after all yesterday I couldn't take two classmates on my own.

What chance did I have against a full on villain? None. That was the truth, but, just because I couldn't beat them doesn't mean I can't stall them. If I could make them pause long enough for Aizawa or Present Mic to come, then they would be caught. The USJ attack effectively stopped, everyone would be fine and more importantly they wouldn't be in danger ever again.

With Shigaraki locked up, All For One had no puppet, which would allow All Might to remain being the symbol of Peace and Justice for much longer than canon, not to mention more time to train Izuku to become his proper successor. All For One would be quickly and efficiently taken down, and that would be the end of My Hero Academia, it would become... My Hero Life?

Well it would be an easier path for me to become a hero. Hell, did I even want to become a hero after they were caught and locked up? I mean what would be the point? Everyone would be safe, the only thing else going for me was to become a hero to make Miwa happy, after all she was going to be a doctor. She needed a number one patient. But...

Was it what I really wanted to do?

Eh, that's a problem for future me. Current me is preoccupied. I walked to the closest window as I looked outside, there were still some reporters crowding the front gate from what I could see. Which meant everything was on track, any minute now...

Any minute now...

Were the alarms just not going to go off? Come on Shigaraki mate, do me a solid and just let me be over this. Please. Unfortunately, my pleading did nothing as time went on without the alarms going off. Which led me to believe that maybe they were going a stealthy route this time? Maybe one of my many changes led to this, but that made me wonder what I did for them to take a completely different method to getting the information on the USJ?

I sighed heavily as I tapped my foot increasingly against the floor. This wasn't going well. Just breathe, everything will be all right. Why wouldn't it be? I mean what did I do to change the plot that drastically? Nothing. What one person didn't get into U.A, I don't think that matters that much does it? Just... relax. Everything will be all right, everything was prewritten. Unless there was a massive change in direction, which so far there wasn't, everything would be all right.

Screams.

I turned to look outside as I saw the crowd of reports dispersing as they screamed for help. Wait... they were supposed to coming inside the school, not run away from it. I saw the lone figure of Aizawa run towards the gate, which made me slightly worried. What happened? Wait! What if if was a diversion? Ha, I saw right through your game plan Shigaraki, maybe next time you should stuck to your original plan.

Would have made it easier.

I summoned Nimbus as I transformed it into a katana. Actually, close combat with Shigaraki? That isn't so smart. No, I think I'll just zone him, just like a good old fighting game. The Cloud Cloud Jet Pistol would probably do me good here, maybe I could knick him back completely through the walls slowing him down even more. Yeah, that seemed like a good plan.

Footsteps. I was grinning now. Perfect, he was coming here, right now. I could hear the heavy footsteps of the villain, any minute now. I wonder what his face is gonna be like? Probabaly one of surprise. The door handle was slightly turning now as I readied myself, gathering as much of Nimbus as I could. Any second now-,

"So, the Yakisoba bun was nearly sold out, but I managed to get you one. A shame about your drink though, I had to get you a water-," Huh? Instead of Shigaraki, a master criminal I was met with the face of a confused face of Present Mic, my teacher. "Huh? Why's your fist up? Were you going to get in a fight?! Wait! Don't tell me you were going to vandalise school property?" He asked me.

"What? No." I replied. "I heard screams from outside, so I though someone snuck in to the school. I was prepared to fight. What are you doing sensei?" I asked him. Maybe it was Toga? Yeah! Maybe Shigaraki recruited her early or something? Present Mic raised his right hand, which was holding a small plastic bag. From inside I could see... A Yakisoba bun?

"Don't tell me you forgot what you ordered already. I had to fight tooth and nail for this you know listener!" Present Mic told me proudly as I stared at the food. Was that.. it? But what about Shigaraki? The League of Villains? What about the USJ? What was happening? I looked at the time and gritted my teeth. They only had ten more minutes to pull it off?

What the hell is happening?

"Oh and regarding the screams outside," Present Mic said. "Some random guy walked up and disintegrated a camera, caused quite a commotion. Shota just told me all about it, apparently nothing of the camera was left."

"He.. what?" I asked confused.

"Oh you know the guy who did it?" Present Mic asked me. I shook my head. No... that couldn't be it. Why would... Why would he just show up and disintegrate a camera, what was the purpose of that? What was his purpose for coming here if it wasn't to steal the plans for the USJ attack? Did he know? No, that was impossible. What change would have occurred for the League of Villains to get that information, a change that did not happen in canon.

Just what was going on?

Present Mic gave me my food as he told me to eat quickly before my next lesson started. Eventually the bell rang, but not because of an infiltration, rather it was the start of fifth period. I made my way to Class-1A, still unsure as to what was going on. Eventually I reached the classroom, holding my half eaten Yakisoba bun. I thought that it was supposed to bring you luck when eaten...

This wasn't luck.

"Hey look! Sora is back!" Kaminari shouted as I entered the classroom. Was I... mistaken? Was the USJ attack just a fever dream? Did those vision's just not mean anything? I waved at my friends, whoo looked at me worried.

"You look like shit? You alright man?" Jiro asked me, something which would have been out of place for the girl if I noticed her tone of voice. But I didn't... I was confused? Scared? Just what was happening. Why was this happening? What did I do for this to happen? Did this mean that the USJ trip wouldn't be attacked? That it would exactly that, a rescue exercise with no villains?

"You look like you're disappointed? Something not happen when you were expecting it? Like annoying Aizawa-sensei? I saw him running about at lunch, must have been a boring detention." Kaminari said to me. I shrugged my shoulders as I sat down at my desk. Whatever happened...

It left a deep, sinking feeling in my stomach.

The news broke out about the USJ trip happening tomorrow. Naturally everyone was excited, and who wouldn't be. An opportunity to do rescue training with a rescue hero in a high-tech facility, with multiple different scenario's and traiing to be put through. I would have been excited as well, if it wasn't for the constant nagging in my ear, the constant feeling that something was completely wrong.

That something bad was going to happen.

I couldn't describe it, not fully at least. It was a danger sense of sorts, making me think back to those old Spider-Man comics which I vividly remember. I couldn't fake being excited, not to fit in the with the rest of my friends at least. Instead of me seeing there faces, I was constantly reminded of the damned vision. Over, and over again. Bodies upon bodies.

Was that my future?

Our future?

Or was it just a dream, something that could occur. Or something that never would occur, something that was merely there to satisfy the part of my mind that thought I still had control over the story because of my knowledge. That part of my mind that wanted vindication, the part of my mind that wanted to be a part of this story, despite it being real and not a piece of fiction.

Waking up the next day, I felt more tired than ever. I left early, to make sure no one would see me. Maybe this was it? My final day in this life. Maybe, the League of Villains don't exist here. That this is all an elaborate scheme concocted by my mind. Maybe, the League is downscaled significantly and they are dealt with with ease by Aizawa-sensei, with some help from us, his students.

Maybe I was just overthinking it.

But as I reached school, and saw the faces of my friends joking around and having fun. As I saw the face of my teacher, unaware of what could transpire, the faces of everyone I wanted to protect all together. I couldn't shake the feeling, or rather I couldn't help but think that we were completely screwed. That something, something out of my control happened.

Maybe due to my changes, maybe not.

But I couldn't help but think that we were all marching towards our death.

Marching towards the Unforeseen Simulation Joint.

Marching towards our uncertain future.

Gintama ending 5, Shura by DOES.

What will happen next?

Will the villains attack, or will it be a nice trip with some friendly moments.

Will some characters die, Sora's vision be right or will it be a false reality that he forced himself to believe.

Find out soon.

This chapter was hard to write, and actually caused me a lot of sleepless nights. Countless rewrites, changes and just all around improvement. I mean I changed up the style of my writing here, not by a lot but when compared to other chapters I hope the dialogue is much better, and much easier to read all round.

Started to publish this in Spacebattles, thank you guy who recommended it to me, I really appreciate it. It's under the same name in the creative writing section, same everything though I have made a few changes.

Overall, after editing all the chapters again (Which I will change soon. By the time the next chapter is out, everything will be fully edited with a few changes.) I'm actually impressed with how far I have come. I mean over 110k words isn't an easy feat. So before the next chapter, maybe skim over the new edits? I promise things have changed, I even deleted/altered a few scenes.

RIP to the originals, but they were full of spelling mistakes that really made me wonder how tired I was to not notice them during proof reading. Hopefully this chapter is better in that regard.

Well, that's it from me.

See ya'

NEXT TIME:

Sha la la itsuka kitto

Boku wa te ni surunda

Hakanaki mune ni sotto

Hikari moete yuke

"Maybe next time"

START OF USJ ********