I own nothing. Warning, may contain Out of Character moments.
Mineta leaned back into his chair, the events of the other day playing over and over again in his head. It wasn't bad per say, just unexpected. And who could blame him for thinking that way? Before now, he and Midoriya were at the bottom of the social ladder. Both of them were, whether he liked it or not, doomed to live a life of mediocrity. But just yesterday…
…
"You looked really cool out there!" A pink haired and skinned girl said, squeezing her way through the crowd around Midoriya.
"But I los– OW!" He began before flinching, the pain from his wounds flaring up.
"Everyone, please us some space. I cannot apply any first aid under these conditions." Yaoyorozu said as she continued to bandage Midoriya. Their classmates relent, allowing the girl to continue patching up the boy in green. But despite being given breathing room, Midoriya was still all sorts of nervous.
No doubt because he was unused to the attention.
Mineta looked on as pride filled his chest. His best friend was finally getting the recognition he deserves. And while he lost, no one seemed to care about that. They were more focused on the great struggle that Midoriya put up against Bakugou. He fought his hardest and that's what mattered.
But at the same time… Mineta couldn't help but feel jealous of his friend. Not because he wasn't getting the same amount of recognition, he received some lukewarm comments. He was envious of Midoriya because he was being treated by the sexiest girl in the class. The way Yaoyorozu's delicate, diligent fingers worked across Midoriya's bruised and burnt muscles… It was as though he was watching a masterful pianist playing an entrancing solo.
Oh what Mineta wouldn't give to experience such a touch.
"OW!"
The shorter boy flinched as he turned back to the person before him. Uraraka was rubbing her left palm, giving Mineta a glare that made him shrink. He hastily bowed and quickly went back to his task. He first grabbed one of the balls that clung to Uraraka. He then slowly pulled it away, stretching the girl's bodysuit a little. Finally, he took his bare fingers and began stroking the area between her suit and his balls.
Slowly but surely, Mineta was removing his hairballs. It wasn't particularly fast, but he could at least avoid damaging Uraraka's costume. And avoiding damage means the girl will be able to wear it. And by wearing it, Midoriya will be able to 'study the tailoring' in depth.
"No, he's too good for that… If I'm going to build Midoriya and Uraraka's interest, I can't rely on sex appeal…" Mineta thought as he removed the last sticky ball from his classmate's body.
"Thanks, I thought I would be stuck to those all day." Uraraka said, still rubbing her palm.
"No problem, I couldn't just leave you hanging."
Before Uraraka followed up on that, All Might let out a thunderous clap and drew in Class 1A's attention. And while it was certainly effective, Mineta didn't think that was necessary. Though he supposed that All Might was still getting used to the teaching thing, this being his first day as a teacher.
"Alright young Heroes, let's review our first fight. Now, if our Heroes and Villains of the match step up, we'll begin explaining what you did right and wrong." All Might said. And here it was, the summary of their actions this match. So with that, Mineta, Uraraka, a freshly bandaged Midoriya, and an unusually silent Bakugou step forward.
All Might looked at them and looked at each of them. It was hard to guess what he was thinking about, since his expression never changed from his iconic smile. But Mineta did notice the relief when he got to Midoriya. The shorter boy let out a small smile to that, knowing that All Might was still looking out for his friend.
Though what he said next put aside that favoritism for cold, honest facts.
"Based on performance, the MVP of this battle would have to be young Mineta!" All Might said. Mineta swore his eyebrows shot straight though his mask and hit the moon. How on God's green Earth was he chosen to be the MVP? He didn't really do anything of note, just sneak around and fought like a rat.
And looking to the others, Mineta saw that they weren't surprised in the slightest. Uraraka had this knowing smile on her face. Bakugou glared at him with a mixture of respect and annoyance. And Midoriya, well, his eyes shined with awe.
Was he the only one who didn't get it?
"Now, could anyone explain why young Mineta was chosen?"
Yaoyorozu raised her hand and the Symbol of Peace gestured to her. "Young Yaoyorozu, what are your thoughts?"
"Based on actions and attitudes, the only sensible choice was Mineta-san. Bakugou-san, you fought with a burning hatred for Midoriya-san. Such a grudge caused you to focus solely on him and allowed Uraraka-san to slip through. Not only that, you caused a lot of collateral damage with your wilder attacks, risking the collapse of the building you're meant to defend." She explained. Bakugou said nothing as he casted his gaze aside.
Whether or not he was stewing on those criticisms, Mineta didn't know. Still, he went back to the lady in red for the rest of her explanation.
"Midoriya-san, you suffered from the same faults. You fought as though you had something to prove, refusing to give up until you've done so. This caused you to hold your ground against an opponent more skilled than you are. Had you considered retreating, you might've been able to gain the upper hand again."
The green haired boy nodded, writing down in his notebook everything she was saying. It was certainly an odd sight, to watch someone take careful notes of their failures. But Mineta knew this was Midoriya's way to better himself, studying others and reflecting on his own faults.
"Uraraka-san, you haphazardly went into a trapped area without examining your surroundings for a potential ambush. While I understand that the weapon was in arms reach and it would stop the one sided fight between Midoriya-san and Bakugou-san… You need to remember that overconfidence is a slow and insidious killer." Yaoyorozu explained.
Uraraka was constantly averting her classmate's serious stare. It was much like how a parent was scolding their child for making a serious mistake. As for Mineta, he felt bad for the girl. Had his ambush failed, perhaps she wouldn't feel like she had no impact on this fight. The boy needs to try to make it up to her and Midoriya for this fight.
"When considering all this, it makes Mineta-san's actions directed and focused. He scattered his strange sticky hairballs all over the room, ensuring that walking through would be slow and tedious. And by latching himself to the ceiling, he could literally get the drop on whoever came in. Whether it was Uraraka-san floating over the traps or Midoriya-san carefully stepping through it, he would catch them regardless." Yaoyorozu continued.
Now that she mentioned it… Mineta's ambush would actually be extremely debilitating to anyone that wasn't him. No matter what was done, the boy would be able to catch them. Float straight to the bomb? He would fall on top of you, forcing you onto the balls. Carefully walk around them? Much of the same will happen.
The only person Mineta could see avoiding that would be Bakugou, who could use his explosions to dodge him midair. Or blow a path through them.
"However, what surprised me was that once Mineta-san arrived at Bakugou-san's and Midoriya-san's location, he chose to attack the former over the latter. While it still led to your team's victory, I would like to know what your thought process was." Yaoyorozu continued.
Mineta then felt all eyes focus on him, waiting for an answer to that peculiar action. Despite the amount of pressure around him, he didn't flinch and proudly held his head high. "Isn't it obvious? I did that so Midoriya's injuries doesn't get any worse."
The rest of the class looked at the short boy, most of their faces shining. Even the more stoic couldn't help but nodding in approval. And while it was a shock to Mineta that such an action would be reasonable given that they were all aiming to be Heroes… He kept his mouth shut and basked in the attention. After all, it wasn't every day that he got praised for acting so honestly.
"Well said Young Yaoyorozu. However, I would like to note that Young Mineta acted a bit indecisive between capturing Young Uraraka and Young Midoriya. While it doesn't seem important now, that delay in judgment could cost you vital time. Take care to remember that." All Might said after an awkward cough. He must have felt a little inadequate after Yaoyorozu's detailed explanation.
But he did have a point. Had Uraraka not talked some sense into him, Mineta would've been struggling with his thoughts. And as a result, Midoriya wouldn't be standing here being criticized. So the short boy nodded and took note of the Number One Hero's words.
"Now that's over, let's change venue for our next fight. Follow me Young Heroes!" All Might said as he marched out the door.
From that point on, Mineta witnessed the many powers and abilities each of his classmates have. From simple Quirks like Kirishima's Harden, to complex ones like Yaotorozu's Creation, he got all of their effects. And as certain as the sun rises, Midoriya was furiously noting down each observation he has on his classmate's abilities. At the rate he was going at, Mineta thinks he might have at least had one whole page on each of them.
Not only that, everyone who wasn't Bakugou and Mineta got to experience the infamous Midoriya Mumble. All was right in the world…
…
Mineta couldn't help but smile every time he remembered that moment. For the first time, he and Midoriya were the center of attention. And after class, the others began formally introducing themselves to the duo. It was beyond his expectations, but a welcoming change from their Middle School days.
Now, what comes next?
"Man, what's with all the reporters? I know it's All Might, but it's scary how many of them are out there." Kaminari said with a sigh. Mineta turned his attention to the electric blonde. That's right; UA's front gates were swarming with reporters. As students came in, they would be bombarded with questions about the Symbol of Peace.
It was really overwhelming, having that many people quickly close in around you. But for Mineta, the feeling was more pronounced due to his shorter stature. To him, the crowd felt like waves threatening to swallow him whole. And it would if he didn't have anywhere to go.
It wasn't like he was claustrophobic. But being trapped by a wall of people was certainly not a good experience for Mineta.
"Unless that wall happens to be made of hot girls, I think I'll avoid having too many fans. I'm not like All Might or Midoriya, I'll be instantly pulped by a charging crowd." Mineta thought, folding his arms.
"Sit down, class is in session." Aizawa said as he walked in. Those who were not in their assigned seats quickly made their way to it as their teacher stood at the lectern. And once the various conversations were put to a halt, Aizawa laid down a hefty stack of papers.
"I've taken the liberty and reviewed your training assignment yesterday. While you all more or less performed within expectations… Bakugou, you need to grow up and start using some of that potential of yours."
"Okay…" The explosive boy grunted. Aizawa's tired eyes went to Mineta next, causing him to flinch.
"Mineta, you're too hesitant. Time is one resource Heroes don't have enough of, try not to waste it."
"Yes sir…" Mineta replied, sinking in his seat. How was it that Aizawa, who said the same thing All Might did, have that much more impact on him? Perhaps it was simply residual fear from his training days with the scraggly Hero. Whatever the case, his teacher was moving on to other announcements.
"Now, let's get to Home-room business… Today, you'll be picking a class president."
1A practically exploded into a cacophony of noise, many hands raised to be chosen. Mineta had to hold back the urge to throw himself into the fray. As nice as the position was, there was no way he would be chosen. All he would try to do was change the girls' dress code to have less skirt and more thigh.
However, that did leave the issue on who to choose for the job. None of 1A knew each other that well, so selecting the right person was going to be tricky. Mineta's thoughts stop as one voice broke through the din, his voice full of authority. Looking over, the shorter boy saw the stoic face of Iida Tenya.
"Everyone, being leader is not something for the faint of heart. Through careful consideration and precise judgment, they are the ones who lead others to a better tomorrow. And while we all would like such a position of power, ambition does not equate ability. So, to determine the best possible candidate, I would like to suggest we hold an election!"
While his words had power… Iida's suggestion was slightly undermined by the fact that he was raising his hand the highest, slightly shaking from the effort. But as his words rang through Mineta's head, the shorter boy had a half decent idea. So before anyone could say anything, Mineta stood on his desk and pointed towards Iida with all the flare he could muster.
"That's a fantastic idea Iida! Anyone who manages to get multiple votes can be trusted with the job!"
"But Mineta-chan, we've barely know each other. How do we decide on whom to vote for? Or how do we stop from voting for ourselves?" Tsuyu asked.
"Easy. Think back to our Hero Training class yesterday and remember how everyone performed. Then vote for the person whose actions spoke for them." Mineta replied. A sound of realization went through the room, the short boy's message getting across. Good, now that'll stop most people from voting for themselves. And with luck, they'll vote for someone who demonstrated good qualities of a leader.
Which automatically means no one will be voting for Bakugou other than himself due to his violence and impulsiveness.
"That's excellent reasoning Mineta-kun! Actions do speak louder than words! Aizawa-sensei, may we hold this vote?" Iida asked as he faced their teacher.
"Do whatever you want. Just make it quick." Aizawa answered, body already inside his sleeping sack. The class began preparing their votes, raking through their memories of yesterday. And as Mineta looked around, he could see everyone taking the time to consider the choices. Some were quicker than others, but the boy could tell that they were certain.
Okay, now that the die has been cast, it was time for Mineta to make his choice. And by that, he meant Midoriya. Who else would he vote for? The boy knew his friend was capable; all he needed to do was shed that nervousness of his. Combined with Midoriya's demonstration of his courage and determination yesterday, who wouldn't vote for such an underdog?
Mineta's plan to make Midoriya class president couldn't possibly fail.
…
His plan failed abysmally.
Mineta could only gawk at the board that had everyone's vote on it. While his plan resulted in a few people voting for themselves, from what he could tell at least. He himself ended up with at least a third of the class' votes. And right behind him was Midoriya, with four votes. Two votes went to Yaoyorozu. And rest of the candidates had one.
How on Earth did he end up with that many votes? What did he do yesterday that made him the 'right' choice? As he played back the memories, Mineta's brain stopped on one specific event. And once he processed it, his face slammed into the desk with a loud thud.
"Mineta-kun!?" Midoriya said as he turned around.
"Oh don't mind me Midoriya, I'm just getting acquainted with my desk." Mineta replied, face still flat against the desk. He really couldn't come up with any other response as his thoughts were kicking themselves.
Of course they would vote for Mineta, he was the guy who protected his friend from a ravenous bully of a Hero. But what's done is done; he's the Class President now. Though he supposed the situation could be worse. Midoriya was going to be his partner through this endeavor and there was no better person for the job.
…
"You know, I wonder if I'll do a good job as Vice President…" Midoriya said as he began eating his lunch. Currently, he and Mineta were sitting with Uraraka and Iida in Lunch Rush's Cafeteria. All around them, students of all years were chatting away with friends and classmates. Though for their group, there was a little more thought and reflection in their conversation.
"You'll do just fine dude. If anything, I think you're overqualified. " Mineta replied, changing his grip on the baseball he's holding.
"Yeah! I mean, you have all sorts of neat habits that'll help with your Vice Pres duties. And you were pretty awesome in the fight against Bakugou." Uraraka said, looking up from her bowl of rice.
"But I lost that fight."
"It's not about winning or losing Midoriya-kun. You demonstrated tenacity and quick judgment, something a good leader must have. That's the reason why I voted for you, despite my own desires for the position. If faced with a better representative, I'll humbly stand aside." Iida replied, pointing his spoon at Midoriya. Mineta nodded to those sentiments, having witnessed it before. The short boy then perked up as Iida's words played again in his head.
"Humbly?" Midoriya asked, having picked that up too.
"Say Iida-kun… Are you a rich kid?" Uraraka asked, eyes shining with all sorts of expectations. Mineta found himself joining the pressure game as Iida let out a nervous sigh.
"I don't like to mention it but… I am part of a renowned Hero family, their second son in fact. Have you heard of the Turbo Hero Ingenium?"
From there Midoriya started to blab all sorts of facts about the Hero. He only stopped once Mineta tossed his baseball at him, forcing him to stop and catch it. Using that moment, Iida told the group how the Hero was his brother, sharing a few personal anecdotes with them. And as he talked about his brother, the three noticed how Iida's lips were pulled into a smile.
It was the age old tale of Brotherly bonds; nothing should be special about it… But Mineta couldn't help but let his heart take in these emotions. There was something about listening to someone talk about their Hero that lifts one's spirit. Perhaps it's listening to someone honestly talk about their Heroes, since very few shares the same one.
Midoriya, for example, has a deep admiration for All Might while Mineta has Midoriya on the pedestal.
"Wow, I've never seen a smile that wide on you Iida. You and your Brother must really get along." Uraraka said as she picked up her soup.
"Of course! Our family is as well oiled as the engines in our bodies! And what is that first line supposed to mean!? My smiles could be plenty wide!" Iida replied, his body physically flinching to her words. Before either Midoriya or Mineta could let out a laugh, a loud, piercing shriek of a noise began to shoot through the air.
"The Hell's that!?" Mineta shouted, ears covered by his hands.
"The Alarm!" Midoriya shouted back.
"Security Level 3 has been broken. All students, please evacuate the building in an orderly manner." The intercom said, it's mechanical voice breaking through the unease. But that only served to make the students more uneasy, causing many to start going for the exit. And Iida found out what this all means from an older student nearby.
"It means someone broke into UA! Something that hasn't happened in three years! You all need to get moving!"
Neither of the four said anything else and began follow the crowd. But as they all soon found out, many people going out of a single exit leads to a bad situation. Mineta felt himself slowly losing space as people all around began closing in. He lost sight of Midoriya, Uraraka, and Iida in this sea of bodies. An appropriate metaphor, since he was starting to drown.
"Shit! It's getting hard to breathe! I need to climb–!" Mineta thought before a shove from behind knocked him off his feet. The boy abandoned that thought and immediately grabbed to people's uniforms to stop himself from falling. While that solved one problem, it still didn't help that there was no longer any stable space below for his feet. And as people began to shuffle around in a blind panic, Mineta felt himself being pulled in two directions.
"No, no, no, no!" Mineta thought as his grip began slipping. He tried to grab onto another person's uniform, but he missed as another shove moved the person away. Mineta began to fall through the cracks, his vision slowly being replaced by the green trousers and exposed legs of the surrounding students. Was he really going to be trampled by this panicked horde?
He still hasn't proved himself worthy of being called Midoriya's partner…
"Mineta-san!"
The boy felt his fall stop, his uniform collar caught on something. He turned around to see Yaoyorozu grabbing the back of his uniform, struggling a little due to poor footing and lack of space. But she provided him the recovery he needed. With new found balance, he grabbed a person's uniform and climbed. Before long, he was on their shoulders, his body following the sway of their body to stay standing.
"Sorry, don't mind me." Mineta said to the person he was standing on. The guy just grumbled something then focused back on not getting crushed. Mineta sighed as his harrowing experience was over. But there was still the problem of the crowd. How does he get everyone to calm down?
Something flew by him at incredible speed, nearly knocking him back down. But looking at the spinning blur, Mineta knew who it was and what he was doing. And seeing Uraraka stuck in the crowd behind him only confirmed it. It was a plan that was both effective and bold…
Even if it made Iida look a little silly.
"Everyone! Everything's fine!" Iida roared. The sheer force of his authoritative voice stopped everyone, halting the panicking horde. Mineta almost lost his balance again due to how sudden the calm was. But turning back to the man turned traffic director; Iida began explaining the cause of the commotion. Supplementing his words were sounds of Police sirens. The students began to disperse and Mineta leapt back down when an opening was available.
And oh how good the earth feels when it's his feet and not his face touching it.
…
It was 1A's afternoon home room period and it was a time for a decision. Midoriya and Mineta stood before their classmates, both of them resolved on something. That much was obvious from the luster in both of their eyes. Stepping forward first, the short boy addressed his classmates.
"Midoriya and I had a talk about our positions as 1A's Class representatives following what happened at lunch. And both of us feel like there are others more suitable for the job. So, without regret, I wish to give my position over to Iida, who calmed that crowd quickly and efficiently. Anyone who has any issue with this, say it now."
Not a single person argued, not even Bakugou. Instead they all looked back at the boy in glasses with cheers and compliments. Iida stood up and gave a salute, his body ready for this sacred office.
"I'll do my best!"
Mineta nodded and stepped back, allowing Midoriya to step forward. He was a little more nervous than his friend, but he still spoke with plenty heart.
"And I would like to hand my position to Yaoyorozu-san. In the afternoon, I saw how you prevented Mineta-kun from being trampled. But more than that, I noticed how calm and collected you were. It's a mentality few have and I think it would serve you better if you were a leader instead of a follower."
Everyone looked to the girl at corner desk as she stood up. Yaoyorozu's eyes closed, carefully considering the green haired boy's words. And upon opening them, she gave her answer with a resolute declaration.
"If you believe that Midoriya-san, then I shall do my best as well."
A rowdy cheer rang through the class as Midoriya and Mineta joined in. And although Aizawa put an end to the uproar with his usual lethargy and menace, everyone was in high spirits. But through these good times, Mineta felt like something big was about to happen to them. After all, how did all those reporters get into UA?
Call it a coward's hunch, but they were about to become part of something bigger.
And that has been Chapter 13!
A bit more segmented this chapter, because I tried and failed to replicate the manga's somewhat sudden transitions. But all in all, I think it turned out well.
"Personally, I think it's a little rare."
That only means it's still good to eat. Anyway, the reason why I'm back on the path of canon was because I have no idea what the duties of the Class Representatives are. And without the know how, having Midoriya and Mineta being Class 1A's representatives wouldn't be any different from Iida and Yaoyorozu. But that's what I think, what are your thoughts on the matter?
"You've got me there, I've got nothing witty to say to that."
Yeah... But I have other news to make. Because of my loaded schedule, I'm putting one of my other fan fictions on the back burner. It won't be this one, because I'm far more motivated to write The Saint and The Sinner, but I may change my mind if things get even more hectic. So stay tuned for more updates on my situation.
"Also press F to pay respects, even fan fics going into hiatus deserves some send off."
Anyway, that's all the news I have. Remember to leave any questions, comments, and concerns in the usual place and I'll get back to you as soon as possible.
"Because only you can stop bad Fan Fiction."
So with that said...
Until Next Time. T1.
