Hi guys, sorry for the long update. So many things to juggle; school, life, and other fanfics. hehe :)

Hope you guys like this update. THough, heads up. Not much happens here and I guess you could consider this filler showing (best as I can since human interaction is my hardest to write scene) the new bonds Izuku formed. Though, I may update early in Chapter 5 since I am already halfway done with.

Hope you guys enjoy this. :)

07/05/2019: Edited it.

Izuku, with a slightly healed arm in a cast, walked towards the monitor room guided by the two robots after a lot of pleading to Recovery girl to let him watch the others match.

Don't overexert yourself this time. He shivered at remembering the sharp look the old woman gave him.

Nope, not gonna get her wrath.

Various people greeted him upon his return.

"Young Midoriya, what are you doing here?" All Might asked.

He sheepishly smiled and rubbed the back of his neck wary of seeing the others' eyes not knowing what to feel with their wide-eyed and amazed expressions. "I begged Recovery Girl to let me see the others fight."

The number one hero boomed in laughter. "As long as she agreed then I'll let you stay." The teen nodded and felt relief at that. He thanked All Might before he turned to the monitor. "Okay, Team I versus Team E, please follow me to the site!"

"So," he began sitting beside Iida's right and on his right was Kacchan, "What I'd miss?"

"Midoriya," Kirishima said clapping his shoulder from behind and nearly losing his balance. "You guys were so manly out there! You two took down Todoroki." Izuku blushed at the praised and sent a smile at Uraraka's way, which she returned. Honestly, he was surprised just as the others were. It had been a gamble, he debated for a second if the two of them should fight or only him. If he lost against Todoroki then that would have left Uraraka defenseless.

Katsuki smirked at him. "Never doubted you'd win, Deku. You and Todoroki were tied as the MVP of the match." He blinked, then blushed more at being declared MVP. If anything, in his opinion, it should be only the ice user, he did use what he to its fullest without causing much structural damage. Maybe Uraraka since she was the one who did the capture.

"Yeah, but it was a hard win," he replied feeling very sheepish. "Todoroki-kun was good and recovered faster than I expected from our trap. Sending a bunch of warps and things at him didn't do anything. He was just too skilled." Sending piles of objects his way did not work even when he bombarded him with portals, the half cold and hot user still fought amazingly. "I think we only won because we surprised him with our last ambush."

Capturing Todoroki was no easy feat. It took both of them all they had. Traps, quick warps to confuse him.

"Yeah," his partner agreed as she approached. "Our plan was simple really. Distract and confuse Todoroki using the objects then trap him but I guess he was too fast for us to catch. You should've seen Deku-kun opening warp everywhere while Todoroki was avoiding it and gunning for the bomb! It was scary."

"Only you would say that, Deku," he could imagine Kacchan rolling his eyes as he said this. "You won that's all that matters. Don't overthink." Perhaps Kacchan was right. They did their best and won. "And don't think I'll let pass what you did."

Izuku chuckled, "I needed the villain mindset. Remember Heroes and Villain?"

"Midoriya-kun and Uraraka-kun, Bakugou-san is right. You have bested Todoroki and Mezou-kun by using your quirks and environment to its full advantage, that is the most worth noting." He guessed Iida had a point. Still, let it be a lesson for him to learn to prepare more. He'll write all the additional info of his classmate's quirks later and possibly put a counterplan against their quirks because he was sure there'd more combat training in the future.

Looking at Todoroki, the half white and red-haired teen with arms crossed on the other side of the room met his gaze. His classmate's expression gave nothing away as the two of them had a staring contest. Todoroki broke contact returning his gaze towards the monitor.

"Deku," his explosive blond friend stated. "Which team do you think will win?"

Aoyama smiled and gave the opposing team a finger gun, "Bonne chance, heroes. Mademoiselle and moi will blow you away with our magnificence."

From what I've seen, Ashido-san has enhanced strength along with her acid which can also provide her with mobility like Todoroki with his ice. Aoyama Yuga has his navel laser fire in only one direction where his abdomen points which is an advantage in an indoor setting. But, remembering Aoyama's Laser yesterday and what he said. His laser has a usage limit before he stops it and then firing it again because firing nonstop causes him abdominal pain.

In the hero team, Ojiro uses his tail very efficiently along with his martial arts skills which put Ashido's strength in disadvantage if they can't distract him or doesn't know Martial arts. Hagakure-san will be the tiebreaker if they don't find a way to find or neutralize her. Probably fill the floor with acid? Still, the hero team has the advantage due to her stealth quirk and Ojiro's skill while the villain team has quirk advantages with Ashido's versatile quirk and Aoyama's benefitting from the setting which is greatly advantageous.

"Damn, right again, Deku," Kacchan replied. Looking around the others gave him a weird look. Crap, he was mumbling again, was he? "Invisible girl will have to go if acids and laser want to win."

"Dude," Kirishima said slowly. "That is awesome. I can't even think half of those the way you did."

"A-anyway," Izuku responded, stuttering a little from the attention. "I think it's close and would depend on each team's plan but Ojiro and Hagakure have an advantage with her stealth."

"I see your point," Momo hummed. "Hagakure-san's quirk is the perfect one for this since they don't have any ways to detect her presence."

Ojirou jumped and using his tail, he grappled at the street light and scouted the second floor from outside before letting go and entering the building. Meanwhile, Ashido said something to Aoyama and circling the whole room with acid.

"She's putting acid around their perimeter against Hagakure," Momo commented.

After classes, Izuku's arms now healed by Recovery Girl headed to the entrance where the others were waiting. Bakugou, hands in his pocket and looking grouchy as usual was weirdly ignored Uraraka, Iida, and Kirishima. Not that he minded Kirishima-kun there but Izuku was surprised he was waiting with them.

"Sorry, I took so long guys. Recovery Girl had to check if my arm is now okay."

"That's okay, man," Kirishima replied. "It's important to check your arms first."

"Hey, Kacchan," Uraraka said as they walked. Katsuki's glare did nothing to the carefree girl. Izuku glared at his childhood friend to stop his glowering. "How long have you and Deku known each other?"

Iida gesturing weirdly followed, "I would like to know as well. You two are really close."

Kacchan snorted, and even saw him rolling his eyes, "Longer than I would like." Izuku laughed, as in turn received strange looks from the others. "Nerd's been with me since we were kids. Followed me like a tail in all my adventures."

"Hey, so manly dude!" the redhead teen stated."Just like earlier! I thought you had being Bakugou completely down."

"Not really Kirishima-san," he chuckled scratching his cheek. "I guess, I just know Kacchan after years of preparing to be a hero. You know sparring and all that."

The redhead looked at him and Katsuki in awe. "So manly!" He put an arm around Izuku. "The prediction of the fights earlier, did you two do that as part of your training too?"

His best friend snorted. "As far as I know, Deku's been a nerd since we were young. Analyzing and writing about heroes and villain quirks. You should see his notebooks."

"Notebooks?" Kirishima asked.

"It's nothing," he quickly waved away the question and ignoring his burning cheeks. "Kacchan's just exaggerated. Right?" He glared for his friend to be silent but only seemed to smirk more.

"Oh bite me, Deku!" he replied sarcastically with a roll of his eyes. "What you gonna do about it, huh."

"Eh," the gravity quirked girl said awkwardly. "Not to be bad but…," Uraraka continued the faking a cough, "how did you two become friends?" And Kacchan did take it as an offense as he glowered in her direction for a second.

"Don't mind Kacchan," Izuku replied chuckling weakly. He wanted to fight Todoroki, Fumikage, or him. He could tell. Someone he perceived that would challenge his skill. Izuku shared Katsuki's sentiment because their rivalry and competition were one of the things that they needed to be settled. "He's just bitter he didn't fight someone strong."

Kaminari and Kyouka didn't even stand a chance! Not that it meant their quirks were weak in power or usage but Kacchan simply steamrolled them with his viciousness and speed.

Uraraka shrugged and Iida looked like he wanted to say more but only nodded.

"But yeah, we've known each other for….," Izuku muttered recalling the first time they had met. "about… since we were children. Her mom and mine are friends," he smiled at his own words. That was true. Ten years went by since he met the volatile kid he didn' know would become his best friend when they were young. He knew Kacchan was not the most sociable person with his misunderstood hot blooded tendencies. People avoided him and yet praised him at the same time.

"Kacchan and I know each other very well," he may be an open and friendly person, but Kacchan was all he knew all his life. Both of them knew each other inside and out and only knew the other most of their lives. He could say with confidence that his social skills were worse if not, it's better than Kacchan's by a tiny margin because of the fact that he was his only friend that stuck through the years.

Find one of them and you'll find the other, he heard people say as if they were inseparable.

Izuku could feel then glare his childhood friend was giving him. "The little shit punched me when he saw me beating some kid back then."

Kacchan's mother thanking him back then when she knew he punched the explosive boy confused him. But as he grew, the green head understood little by little what he did at that moment.

"And I would do it again," Izuku meant it. Kacchan wanted to be a hero and that was not a hero-like trait. He did what he thought was right at that time. "As you would too if you see me doing something shitty."

"Not manly Baku-dude," the red-haired teen whistled. "That long huh? No wonder you act like him somehow, Midoriya."

Act like him? In what way? That was the first he ever heard someone said that.

"Indeed, I agree with Kirishima-kun," Iida seconded. "Their effect on each other is clear as day."

Okay, what did they mean? He was lost.

Uraraka stiffled her giggling. "That's right! I had to stop my laughter when you acted like a Kacchan as a villain."

Okay, I'm not gonna deny that fully. But that was the best Kacchan expression I could do. "That was just acting," Izuku, twiddling his thumbs, replied. "We used to play heroes and villains. If I need courage I would imagine how he would react I guess?" That's not weird is it?

"It's more than acting dude," Kirishima laughed putting an arm around him. "'sides, that was all you, dude. I know manly guts when I see one."

Scratching his flushing cheeks, he replied, "th-anks? So," he was unsure about this because for as long as he could remember. While he met many people, Katsuki was the only one that remained constant beside him. So, yeah, interaction wasn't really his strong suit. "Uhm, do you guys want to go with us? We were, uh, Kacchan and I," he paused, clearing his throat, "planned to eat at this new restaurant."

"Yeah!" Kirishima replied energetically pumping his fist. "I'm in."

"I would love to, Midoriya-kun!" the ever formal Iida replied. "Thank you for the invitation."

Uraraka beamed at him, "ooh, you mean that new one besides the supermarket near the station?" Izuku nodded at her question.

The new restaurant, which blatantly called "Just as Restaurant," was filled to the brim with people and quite lively. Which was more than Izuku was used to. The bright lights reflected both the restaurant's and the people's impatient state as they lined up at the entrance.

"This is gonna take forever," Bakugou growled. Izuku rolled his eyes. They were nearly there and estimated that five more minutes and they'll be seated.

"Relax Kacchan," Izuku rolled his eyes at his friends' impatience. There's no helping that side of him. "Just give it five more minutes."

Kirishima, who was unaffected by the explosive blond's mood, said slinging an arm around his neck. "Chill man, I'm sure their food is good if they have this many customers."

"Five more minutes," a groused Katsuki glared at him. Okay, that took longer than Izuku expected. His patience was at its end too, but that's more than he could say for Kacchan who looked murderous and growling lowly. The people passing their seats walked faster, as a result.

Once they got their order they sat and ate. Kirishima sat across Bakugou with Iida on his right and Uraraka in the edge of the seat.

"This is so good!" Kirishima ate as if it's his last meal. He couldn't blame him because the food was delicious.

The brown-haired girl on the other end moaned in delight, "I know right? How come we never thought of coming here!?"

"I'm not surprised," Izuku replied easily as he swallowed the meat. "Just two days in UA and we're already busy with assignments." Not to mention first-day physical test from Aizawa-sensei and the Indoor Combat Test with All Might.

"Speaking of UA," Kirishima started, his eyes gleaming with curiosity. "Why'd you guys entered the hero course? If you ask me, it's because I want to be an awesome hero like Crimson Riot."

Izuku did see influences of the said hero in the redhead's hero suit. Not to mention their quirk. Both had hardening quirk. He had to whistle at his classmate. Crimson Riot was a Hero an old retired Hero older than All Might, he thought.

Uraraka fidgeted in her seat and poked her food. She mumbled something that went unheard in the chaos of sounds in the place.

"Nonsense!" Iida said encouragingly and apparent the blue-haired teen heard what she originally said. "No dream is selfish. I'm sure it is good."

Breathing deeply, she opened her eyes and looked at her food, "I want to be a hero because I want to make money so that my parents can live comfortably." The way she said it looking down made Izuku frown. It's not that bad. It's opportunistic using the hero course but it was a noble one. Besides, helping your parents was never a bad thing.

In the two weeks and two days he' known her, the teen could see she was nice and would help those anyone in need regardless if her goal as a hero is money. "My parents own a construction company but," she said looking down. "It's barely earning as it needs to. That's why I want to be a hero so that I can help them live a comfortable life just as they did to me."

"So that you could use your quirks for your construction company," Katsuki stated. "Ain't that right, round face." Said girl nodded slowly.

Kirishima brushing his sleeve on his eyes cried, "That's so manly! It's not selfish at all! To help our parents is a noble goal as a hero!"

"You guys," their only female friend looked up slowly. Was it just him, or did her eyes glisten? "really think so?"

Iida nodded fervently. "It is! There is no nobler goal than to help our family! If we cannot help ourselves, our loved ones, then how can we help others in need! There is a saying that I believe in, 'You cannot give what you do not have.' So, in order to have the ability to help others, we must first have the ability to help ourselves."

Kirishima gave her a sharp grin. Bakugou rolled his eyes, which he understood as "obviously round face."

Izuku smiled at her and understood, or at least understood somehow the feeling. What child doesn't want to help their parents? It's a good goal as any.

"As for me," the engine quirk teen said putting a hand to his chest. "I want to be like my brother Ingenium! A likable hero who does his best to follow the law, helps people even to the simplest of things. I set my sights on becoming a hero like Tensei-niisan."

Izuku choked on his food, his brother is Ingenium? The Ingenium?! N o wonder Iida's white modern knight-like armor costume resembled the hero. He thought it was like the case of Kirishima-kun and him who idolized a hero. With a prestigious hero family that came from during the emergence of quirks, it was no wonder Iida's speech pattern so formal like Todoroki. He must've been taught when he was young as part of the family business. He finished his water and breathes in relief.

Bakugou, gentle as he can on his own unique way, tapped his back repeatedly.

"You okay Deku-kun?" Uraraka asked in concern.

"Just surprised Iida-kun came from a hero family!" he responded after making sure no choking would happen again. "Like Todoroki. No wonder you guys are that good. You were practically trained from birth."

"That would explain the way Iida talks," Uraraka pointed out, looking so thoughtful as she tapped her cheeks. "All too formal."

Kacchan smirked, "explains the pompous attitude." Uraraka spluttered and nearly choke on her food. Izuku had to stifle his laugh because that was one of his first impressions on Iida when they met in the orientation.

"What?" Iida stared at him incredulously. He cleared his throat looking at Kacchan and him. "Anyways," he paused, "I disagree. I may have been trained but you have shown me that training means nothing if we don't have a hero's spirit!" The blue haired teen said gesturing wildly with his arms. Even when eating, Iida was so formal, and his constant gesture didn't look out of place for him. "What about you two? Why did you enroll in UA's hero course?" the younger brother of Ingenium inquired pointing his chopsticks their way.

"Me, well…," the warp user stuttered. He didn't know how he should say it. The mood was so lively, and his reason would just be depressing. "Uh, well, my father was a Police officer," he noted the way their expression turned somber and Iida was about to apologize but Izuku stopped him with a raise of his palm.

"It's okay! It was a long time ago! You didn't have to feel bad for asking." It was true, his heart didn't hurt like his mom was when talking about Midoriya Hizashi. Nevertheless, his heart felt a different hurt. A part of his heart that felt hollow. It hurt that he didn't get to meet his father since he was too young to remember him. He wanted to know what kind of man Hizashi personally, and not from the stories his mom tells. And from what his mom told about his father, he was a very passionate man, just like the fire he can breathe out. He was devoted to his job in keeping the peace and order of their still somehow chaotic quirk ruled world.

All those years ago during Father's day flashed to his mind. It was a small event where they were asked to bring their father to show and tell about their jobs. The kids whispered in hushed voices where his father was because his mom was the only female parent present. He wanted to be angry and scream at the other kids his father died helping people. That his father died fighting against villains but couldn't, or wouldn't, when all his anger dissolved with a single touch and smile from his mother.

"Even though he had a hero potential quirk, an ability to breathe fire from his mouth, he chose to be a Police. When asked why he said, "Police is a job noble as the heroes and maybe even nobler because they were one of the heroes before Heroes themselves came to be. It's my job too to protect those often times overlooked by heroes in their battle against villains," So, I want to be like him; a hero to protect those whoever needs it."

"The nerd dreamed of joining the Police."

Did Kacchan have to mention that?! He felt his cheeks burn. Not that he was ashamed but it's his own secret! A secret dream he strives aside from being a future hero.

Katsuki and his mouth. Izuku couldn't even reply as he calmed his flushed face.

Izuku palmed himself and groan in embarrassment. "Dude," the excitable redhead grinned offering him a fist which he returned rather awkwardly, "That's so manly bro!"

"Midoriya-kun! I didn't know you have such a noble heart!" Iida screamed. Oh God, the people are looking at us weirdly! Izuku's surrounded by weirdos. But possibly lovable, and fun to hang out weirdos. "Let us do our best to be heroes!"

Uraraka said grinning at him too. "That is awesome."

"I convinced him otherwise because his quirk would be wasted. I needed my sidekick on my way to becoming the top hero." Kacchan called his quirk "good transportation" many times. He wanted to wipe that smug look off of Kacchan's face. "Can't have my taxi bail out on me, after all."

Iida shook his head in disappointment. "Bakugou-"

Kacchan he interrupted Iida and scoffed. "I know! A Police ain't a pushover and waste four eyes," his friend barked before Ingenium's younger brother could finish his words. "I meant his fucking quirk, genius." Sarcasm easily rolled off Katsuki's mouth. "A quirk like Deku's can't be used if he joined the Police force."

"If that's the case," Iida cleared his throat and bowed. "I'm sorry for thinking wrongly about your words."

"As for me, I'm gonna be the one to beat the elites out of the podium," Bakugou declared smirking and giving Iida a sharp challenging eye. Declared was the wrong word, the green haired teen thought surely as he looked at his childhood friend beside him. You know it's true a true Katsuki declaration when the blond was not minding his very spicy food. "I'll be the nest number one hero."

Ever since they were little and saw All Might for the first time, they've taken a liking to him. The reassuring smile that gives people confidence even in times of danger. But... seeing the true state of All Might and still he does his best was... he didn't know whether to call it inspiring or reckless. Maybe even both. Who was he to talk? He injured himself during the entrance exam.

The redhead held out his fist in between the table for everyone to see, "Oi, what you'd said about me!? I'll beat you guys! And everyone!" Bakugou pounded his fist with the other.

"Dream on, shitty hair," smirked Katsuki. "You're not even an elite."

Puffing her cheeks, the gravity quirked girl's eye burned with determination, following the gesture. "You're on guys! I'll race you all if I have to."

"Hold on everyone," Iida putting his chopping hand on top of theirs. "Do not forget about me. In the name of the Iida family, I will see you all on top."

Izuku sighed and smiled at the group as they looked at him expectantly. No words were said between them.

Their dinner didn't mellow after that and in fact, rose in energy.

Izuku blinked as reporters surrounded him like a hound.

"What subject does All Might teach!"

"How does it feel to be taught by the number one hero!?"

"Eh," Izuku found himself harder to answer the questions as more came his way. The media was unrelenting in their questions like piranhas catching a target. "I'm just a Support Course student!" He sighed in joy when the media immediately left him alone and muttering disappointed words.

He didn't waste time and ran inside just in case they decided he was lying or maybe interesting enough to be interviewed. The green haired warp user didn't look back as he entered the room and slammed his head to his desk groaning.

Once the bell rang, their homeroom teacher entered on time.

"Good work on the combat class yesterday," Aizawa-sensei said right after the greeting as they just sat down. Izuku now knew where he had seen Aizawa-sensei now. He was the underground Pro hero Eraserhead! The hero was rarely ever seen on television and in the net. No wonder he had a hard time identifying their teacher. The teen had to dig deep in his notebook and internet to find the hero. "I saw the videos and results."

He's so upfront. Not a minute and we're already in business.

"Bakugou, Iida, and Yaoyorozu, good job," Izuku had never heard of a dry praise until now from their homeroom teacher. "You beat your own enemies through strategy and teamwork," from behind Kacchan Izuku could imagine the grin the explosive blond has right now from the justified praise he's having. "Though work on your temper and cooperating skills more Bakugou. You argued heatedly with Iida for five minutes. Five minutes which could cost your team's mission in real life."

"Midoriya," the green head flinched when his name was called. "Nice job leading, but most of it was you. Teamwork is there but not enough. Next time, trust in your teammate more. She may have better ideas and could've helped capture Todoroki earlier." The teen couldn't look at his partner but did so anyways with a flimsy sheepish smile. Uraraka silently cheered him. "Also, control your quirk better. You won't last long as a hero if you keep injuring yourself or get tired before saving anyone."

It was true. Controlling warp was hard due to its nature and his usage of One for All was still shoddy. Izuku clenched and released his fist. He had to work double time to catch up to his classmates. Double time for his double quirks. Straightening, he replied loudly, "Yes sir!"

Their homeroom called then the ice user, "Todoroki, same as with Midoriya. You may had used your teammates' quirk to its potential but lack of teamwork in your part. And no, the fact that you don't know each other that well is not valid. Look at Asui and Fumikage."

Asui was a very upfront yet rational kind of person. The same could be said for the wielder of Dark Shadow but whereas their frog quirked classmate was very sociable, Tokoyami Fumikage was somehow on the introverted side. The two seemed aloof and hard to get along at first but they worked well together on the combat test.

"Next order of business," their direct teacher stated. "I know it's a bit late, but I want you to," holding his breath, Izuku prepared for the worse knowing the pro hero. "Decide on the Class representatives."

Izuku released his relief and glad to be wrong in what he thought was surely to be a pop quiz! Deciding who will be the class representative was a welcome surprise that made UA feel normal. Somehow.

Silence. Their room achieved silence. He didn't know if he was glad or not.

"Class rep? Pick me!" Kirishima roared.

Kaminari followed. "Me too."

"Pick me sensei!" Kacchan screamed.

All hell broke loose as I-A descended to chaos in their scramble to have the venerated position of Class representative while Aizawa-sensei looked like he'd rather sleep through it all. Well, mostly everyone lost their cool. Todoroki, Koda, and Momo seemed to have a cool head on them.

Izuku wanted to join but he wasn't confident enough he'd do a good job. It's as their homeroom teacher stated, he needed to hone his leadership skills before he dreams to achieve such a position.

"Silence!" Iida's screaming broke through the confusion. "Being a leader is a serious job of being responsible for others. It is simply not a job for anyone who wants it, but a calling to those who have the trust of others. If we must use democracy to decide on a true leader, then we should hold an election to choose one." Izuku could feel Iida's passion as he stood straight and his hands raised vigorously. His words alone made him want to follow the other teen.

Not only that, he had qualifications to be one since he was trained to be one and directly observing Ingenium.

Izuku knew who he was going to nominate and vote.

What!? No, this was not I was expecting at all! Gaping, Izuku brushed his eyes to see if he was hallucinating and his mom accidentally put a hallucinogen in his food this morning. This was not he was thinking to happen at all!

Midoriya Izuku – 4

Iida Tenya – 2

Yaoyorozu Momo – 2

He wanted the position but not that bad! His body shaking in the responsibility he doubted he could do. All his life it was just him and Kacchan. No more, no less. Kacchan he could handle and lead, it was his role in their weird dynamic. Katsuki would be the impulsive one that forces him to take action early if the opportunity was given while he would try to control Kacchan's impulsive tendencies.

Leading others? That was too much.

Izuku rattled as the three of them stood to the front and having all of 1-A's eyes on them.

"We've got a tie," Kyoka said dryly. "How do we settle this."

"Ho-w about…," he's stuttering! Stop stuttering self! Imagining himself as Katsuki, he closed his eyes and slowly opened it. "Rock, paper, scissors. It would…be simple if you do that."

Kacchan smirked at him arms crossed. He voted for me!? Kacchan! Izuku glared at him but he was sure it looked pathetic with his quivering. Uraraka and Kirishima cheered him through their ways. Primarily the Zero gravity girl giving two thumbs up and the redhead whistling declaring how manly he was to have four votes.

Iida, fixed his glasses and nodded at his suggestion. "What a great idea Midoriya-kun! A simple yet strategic test between contenders! What say you Yaoyorozu-kun!"

I just want this to be over with. He internally cried. He can't stand the way they were looking at him as he stood there and possibly fumbling like an idiot!

"How vexing. Sure," Yaoyorozu sighed glancing at him in disappointment for a second and agreeing in return. "I'd like that. So, out of three?" The tension was great as the two potential class representatives faced each other.

"Rock, paper, scissors!" The class chorused. Iida won the first round but, in the end, Yaoyorozu won.

Their homeroom teacher got up from his sleeping bag as if nothing happened. "It's decided that Midoriya and Yaoyorozu would be the Class representatives. Class dismissed."

Izuku glared at Katsuki on the other side of the table, with arms crossed, looking appeared smug at his suffering. Kacchan knows I don't handle the public well. "I should've voted for you instead. Let's see how you handle things," muttered Izuku as they ate lunch.

"Nah, don't worry Midoriya," Izuku choked when his redhead friend roughly patted his back. "I'm sure you'll do a good job of leading us. Those that voted for you probably seen that potential!"

All Might's successor highly doubted it. He didn't even know who voted for him aside from Katsuki.

"Yes, worry not Midoriya-kun!" Iida voiced with his gestures. "I stand by my vote to you. I have seen potential leader character in you."

Izuku guessed that's one vote down. He didn't know what Iida saw in him. He was not leader material, period. Did he even know he fumbles a lot in public speaking?

Uraraka, with flushing cheeks, smiled at him. "I voted for you too, Deku-kun. I know what Aizawa-sensei said but it was your tactics that let us win yesterday. So, I have high hopes you can do it!" The praise of his friends leaves him a mess and red as a tomato.

"I...," he stops, and looks at the cheers the others is giving him. "Leading in battle is different outside of it!"

Bakugou growled and pulled him closer and their faces meet halfway. "Stop being such a wuss! I know you can do better than that, Deku!" Kacchan's hand exploded and baring his gnashing teeth. "Where is the skinny shit that had the fucking guts to punch me when he saw I was being shitty! Where is the heroic nerd that helped beat the good for nothing fuckers at school! I will not have my sidekick be a chicken shit."

The green head swallowed hard and sharpened his eyes. Kacchan's right! Looking deeper into his blond friend's eyes, he saw the silent message his first friend was saying to him.

This position was entrusted to him by people who believed in him! One of the things he liked about his childhood friend was that he was accepting of any opportunities given to him as long as he felt he deserved it. Izuku would do the same too!

"Ye-," the klaxon of alarm gained his, and everyone's attention.

"Attention. There has been a Level 3 security breach. All students please evacuate outdoors immediately." The computerized voice repeated over and over. Immediately, they stood going towards the designated exit. Izuku pushed through the crowding people pushing each other.

Looking around in the mess, he lost his friends in the chaos.

"Hey! Watch your step!"

"Stop it!"

Izuku breathes hard looking for his friends. I hope Uraraka is okay. The crowd's too tight! At this point, some students will get hurt.

"Kacchan! Iida! Uraraka! Kirishima!" the teen calls but he knew his voice was drowned by the cries of others.

"Hurry up!"

Don't push me!"

Someone will get hurt soon!

A shove to the left. Push to the front. Shoulders everywhere making it hard to breath.

"For the love of God!"

"Stop that shit!"

Izuku, best as he can, focused in the chaos and felt himself slip. Breathing deeply, his annoyance grew out of control. "Shut up!" screamed Izuku. His voice must've reached the end as they all watch him. His heart pounded a million kilometers per second noticing the looks he'd garnered. But he remembered Katsuki's words. "Exit calmly or do you want to hurt others!? Do you want that! So, step back for a second!" With one hand above to keep himself from falling, he extended his other arm.

His energy levels massively dropped fast. The teen gritted his teeth. It was nothing he could not handle but any longer then he would be kissing the floor soon enough. The air swished and rumbled slowly. A massive swirling dark red and black portal came between him and the others. "Step through slowly! It'll exit to the open field!"

The One for All user sighs when no protests came from his fellow students and only lots of murmurs.

What do you guys think? Like it, hate it, or Meh. Say so in the form of comments and criticisms. I accept those honest, polite, criticisms. :)

Also, if do you guys think I need a beta? I feel I should have one but.. reasons. hehe

Also, I do hope that I capture each of their personality right. Especially our protagonist, but since their is a great change, I hope I got the core of what makes Izuku, Izuku with some changes due to butterfly effect (did I use it correctly?haha). Let me know what you guys think. Too OOC?

Edit: I fixed some things I noticed but will edit more if I see mistakes.

Edit 10/29/18: I edited and fixed some dialogues. Added some details.