EDIT:
Just skip this long AN. I left it in for nostalgia.
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p6HcDQpxuk ! Oh shit, here we go again.
Round 4, this time whilst I'm eating a cornet ice cream.
What song for this chapter? Take Off by 2 PM, aka Blue Exorcist ED1, aka best Shounen out there along with One Piece, aka one of my favourite stories ever told.
Moving on, thanks for all the support, questions will be answered at the bottom as always.
Quick reminder, the reason why Quirks weren't. shown much in the previous chapters ya know, cause they are outlawed. Can't use them in public, despite Bakugou repeatedly doing so. But hey, that's just a small plot hole or something. Not that I care...
Oh, and I forgot to mention that I don't own MHA. Seriously, I don't. If I did Sora Yamazaki would canonically be the owner of a diner, that's it.
Anyway, enjoy that chapter!
(Was going to come out on Saturday, but I decided to post it earlier as it was my birthday on Monday and it left me in a good mood for the whole week :P)
Recap:
It's me, Sora Yamazaki, providing you with entertainment that makes you want to gouge out your eyeballs. How quaint. Will Keiko repair her friendship with Sakura, will I get the respect I deserve? And will Shirou go out with his art teacher? Find out when this arc ends... right now. No seriously. This chapter. Don't believe me? Read.
It was funny as Keiko and I ran to the train station.
I mean we did have to go back to the Endeavour agency.
Before Keiko could even call anyone my phone blew up with missed calls and texts from my parents, Miwa, Jiro, Denji and of course: Shirou and Sakura. Hehe. I couldn't help but sheepishly grin at their worry knowing that I'd be in for it as soon as certain people saw me, and Keiko couldn't help but pat my shoulder reassuringly.
"You won't be in that much trouble… right?"
I only laughed in response.
Might as well start planning my will now.
It was funny that juxtaposed to my nervous mess, Keiko was calm and collected as we rode the bullet train back to the North sector of the city. She was on a mission and she would not stop until she achieved what she set out to do. And honestly, that was quite inspiring.
If I wasn't afraid for my belongings.
If it wasn't Miwa throwing them out of my window, it was my Mum who was gonna' absolutely break them in front of me to teach me a lesson. Just because I had been a delinquent didn't mean that they didn't try to punish me.
And I had no doubt this time, it would be severe.
I mean I did run away with a girl on a supervised trip and didn't tell anyone where I was going or respond to their calls or messages for hours on end. Duh, what a smart thing to do Sora. Despite that, I couldn't help but grin as Keiko genuinely looked to be ready for what was to come.
It was the start of her journey.
Just as a few weeks ago had been the start of mine.
And looking at her resolve made me realise that no one could take it away. My resolve. In a sense, it was the train which we were on that was just placing us to our destination. But, I guess, it felt like it was more of our choice to go back and fight instead of run away which was more important than the train.
Or-,
Argh.
Trying to think in metaphors and similes always annoyed me.
I wanted to keep things simple, but it just wasn't that simple to explain. Ultimately, the train ride back to the agency while filled with doubts was also something that neither Keiko nor I tried to turn away from. Just as I wanted to fight, so did she. Just as I wanted to change myself, she also wanted to change herself.
While it would have been easy to get off at any other station.
To run away.
Those thoughts didn't run through either of our heads.
I was sure of that.
"Sora," Keiko's voice snapped me out of my thoughts. "Thanks."
"I didn't do anything."
"You-,"
"It was all you, Keiko," I cut her off. "I just showed you what you've always known."
"Either way. Thanks."
I shrugged my shoulders at that. Ultimately, it was down to her now, just as it had been down to me.
To change.
To be better.
But that didn't mean I wasn't afraid of what my parents would do to me.
They were scarily protective.
But even then, it was because they cared. In a sense, I wouldn't have it any other way.
Chapter
Four
'I Wonder'
"-OF ALL THE FOOLISH THINGS YOU COULD HAVE DONE, NEVER IN ALL OF MY YEARS AS A TEACHER NOR A TEACHER IN TRAINING HAVE I SEEN SOMETHING SO RECKLESS, SO BRASH AND SO STUPID!"
Turns out Fujiwara-sensei was furious, scolding both me and Keiko in front of the rest of our class, Shirou and Sakura trying not to laugh at the position I was in, and Keiko was on the verge of tears. It was clear she had never been in trouble. Even Jiro looked at me with her brow raised.
Well, it was time to step in.
"Sensei," I said, interrupting him and making him focus solely on me. "I dragged her into this, so if ya' should be blaming anyone, just put it all on me."
His right eye twitched.
"Yamazaki," he said.
I nodded as I replied with a peace sign.
"Yo."
His right eye didn't stop twitching.
"I had to calm your parents for two hours on the phone as they simply wondered what happened to their son, so please don't act so nonchalantly over the fact you left without even informing me."
Ah.
I winced at that.
"Yes sir, understood. Did they tell you if they made something for dinner? I'm kinda starving."
Laughter.
Fujiwara-sensei and the rest of my cohorts could not hold it in any longer as they burst out laughing, even Keiko was now giggling slightly. I mean it was close to dinner time, and even though I did eat, I was still a little hungry. I just wanted my parents and Miwa to come and pick me up already.
"Yamazaki, please next time at least inform me. You are lucky I haven't told the school yet, or your parents having held off on calling the police. I assume you two had a good trip, yes?"
My ears perked up at that. The school hadn't been told?
Or the police?
Score!
It felt like I had scored the winning goal in the final to win the World Cup for my country. Surely now! Surely now Spain has won the World Cup! For the first time in history, ANDRES INIESTA!
My teacher saw the expression on my face as he grinned at me knowingly.
"But that doesn't mean the school won't be informed, Yamazaki. And since you took the full brunt of responsibility here, I expect you to report for detention for the next month after school. Consider this your warning to never, and I mean never do this again."
Ah.
I rubbed the back of my head in relief.
It could have been worse.
Sniggering, Shirou and Denji both approached me as they high-fived me.
"What a legend. Next time you should bring me on your excursions, they seem like fun," Shirou said.
"Dude. Next time you bring someone like Keiko along, invite me. Hell, just invite me in general." Denji whispered a little too loudly.
I rubbed my neck anxiously as our teacher glared at the two of them from behind.
"Uhm, I don't think that's on the table, like ever," I replied. They pouted slightly but understood. "But, you know, I guess we can figure something out after school. Or on the weekends. I got a few places we could hit up if you're down?"
"You're on!" Denji replied with a grin. "Hell, we could go to my gramps' place. He does banging food."
"Yeah? Sounds like a plan. Once I get out of detention."
Denji sniggered at that.
"Yeah, yeah. By the way, after this, you wanna play some games?"
I shrugged my shoulders.
"Depends on what you play."
"GTA."
"Cool. I'm down. Just send me your name on PS and I'll add you."
"Oh, I'm on PC. But don't worry, it's crossplay."
"Alright."
As Denji walked away, his grandfather having come to pick him up, I turned to look at Shirou who grinned at me. He pointed over to the corner where we both saw Keiko and Sakura walk off in private, chatting animatedly.
"Did you do it?"
I nodded at him.
I did.
Now it was up to Keiko and Sakura, everything on my end was done and dusted. Shirou whistled slightly as he bowed down to me.
"Thank you for your help Sora. I honestly couldn't have done it without you."
I rolled my eyes at his actions.
So dramatic.
"Please, refer to me as Lord Sora the third of Atlantis. Treat me with some respect."
"Still man, you basically did everything here. So thank you, honestly," Shirou said, a few tears in his eyes. Or maybe that was the dust, who knows? I could only grin as I wrapped my arm around his shoulder and laughed.
"It was nothing, man. Just forget about it."
Around us, Makoto and Saki were looking at me as if I was sent from the heavens. Sui was on his phone watching a football game but he gave me a thumbs up as Jiro walked over to Shirou and me and smacked my arm lightly.
"...You really are something special," Jiro told me. "It's sort of annoying actually. Really annoying. You better try your hardest to get into U.A."
Hah.
"I'll try my hardest," I replied laughing. "You better be there too. You little music nerd. Seriously, I'm pretty sure one of the required classes at U.A. is music. And I think I'm tone deaf-,"
"You are," Jiro interrupted me with a smirk. "I've heard you sing in music class. Hopefully, I never have to hear you sing ever again. Speaking of music, did you do your side of our project, Shirou?"
"Er," Shirou fumbled around in his bag before he handed her a shoddily done essay on music. "Here. It's not… great. But it won't drag you down. I think. I mean you get the highest grades in the entire year for music, so I doubt the teachers will mark you down that much. I think."
Jiro sighed at that.
"Alright, don't get your knickers in a twist. As if I care about what a dumb teacher thinks of my music essay," Jiro told us. "Anyway, my Mum's here. I just came to say goodbye. See you tomorrow, Sora?"
I blinked at that.
"Huh?"
"In tutor," Jiro explained. "Your seat is technically the one next to mine, even if you always skip homeroom. I guess what I'm trying to say is hopefully I'll see you there. You know. Before our lessons."
…
"Yeah. Of course," I replied, grinning madly as I raised my fist to her. Jiro matched my grin as she fist-bumped me. "I'll see you then, Jiro. You can count on it!" As she walked away, I felt proud of myself.
Just a week ago I had no one.
A mixture of my own fault and no one willing to give me a chance.
But that had changed, even if it was just a few people.
I helped to bring these people happiness again. I helped to bring happiness to myself. It was a strange feeling to realise I had people I could talk to in school again, outside of my sister. Hopefully, Keiko and Sakura would become friends again, and boom.
Job done.
Shirou was having similar thoughts as he pointed in the direction the two of them went in.
"We need to make sure that they are actually reconciling, and not just faking it."
I frowned.
"Have some belief in them."
"I do," Shirou replied. "I just… You know, I want to make sure that it's really happening. Even if I'm seen as a bad guy, I don't really care. That's my sister you know. I'd do anything for her."
I sighed.
Following him down the corridor, I shuddered.
"Hey man, are you sure this isn't an invasion of privacy?"
"Whatever doesn't kill you makes you stronger. And Sakura is my sister, she will tell me anyway. I'm just finding out in advance."
I nodded slightly as we camped outside a room, the door slightly open as we heard Keiko and Sakura speak inside. It was clear that they had been speaking for a while and we were only catching the tail end of their talk.
"Sakura..." Keiko began. "I'm sorry. Not just for being a bad friend, but for taking so long to do this. The only one in the wrong here was me, and me only. So please, forgive me." I grinned at that, walking the other way. I didn't need to hear the rest, Shirou however, did not share my sentiment.
"Where are you going?" He asked me.
"Home," I replied.
My work here was done, after all, it was not my business to intrude. While I was their friend, I wasn't their 'friend', I didn't know nor did I care about what they would say to each other in that meeting - After all, their friendship was already repaired. As I walked away, I felt a sense of pride. I did something good for once, maybe I could be a hero one day.
Maybe I wasn't such a bad guy after all.
Nah, I still had a long way to go from treating people like shit.
To make up for all that.
But…
I guess, maybe the future wasn't so gloomy for me after all.
"Ow!" I shouted in pain as Hinata gripped me from my left ear.
"Are you daft? Bunking? On a school trip nonetheless? I thought you were 'done with being a 'delinquent' or was that just a lie you told us?" She furiously berated me. Gekko, who was waiting in the car looked at me disappointed and Miwa, sitting in the back was confused. I looked guiltily towards them, following Hinata to the car.
It wasn't an impressive car, just a simple four seater, basic leather, tires and the colour blue. A normal family car.
"C'mon, I'll explain in the car," I told Hinata, who turned to glare at me.
"It better be a damned good explanation, Sora. You are fourteen. Time to start acting like it," Hinata told me. She sat next to her husband, who checked the rearview mirror while I put my luggage in the trunk of the car, winking at Miwa. "Get in. We're going home."
After closing the trunk, I hopped in the backseat of the car, greeting Miwa and Gekko.
"Yo."
Miwa giggled slightly, but a look from both Hinata and Gekko silenced her.
"Don't just 'yo' us young man, really think about what you did today," Gekko lectured me. "We genuinely believed that you had changed your ways. I… I'm disappointed in you. Everything seemed to be looking up. You have the potential to be so great, and yet you squandered it. Once again."
I looked down at that.
I did fuck up.
But…
I raised my hands up in defence.
"Listen, I didn't bunk because I was bored or I didn't want to deal with the people there. If anything, it's the opposite of that," I told them honestly. "I bunked and I shouldn't have - I know. But it wasn't for me. There was this girl - not in that way! She was a bit of an idiot and she needed a push in the right direction."
"...You bunked a school trip to help someone?" My Mum asked me.
"I know, it sounds stupid and unbelievable-,"
Warmth.
Huh?
I watched as my Mum latched on to me, hugging me tightly. She always did that. If anything, it was sort of embarrassing. Reaching out to ruffle my hair in exactly the same way it always annoyed me, my Dad also did the exact same thing. And Miwa could only smile at me proudly as she gave me a thumbs up.
"Huh? Why are you-,"
"You're still in trouble," My Mum told me sternly. "But, your punishment can wait. I'm not saying it's okay to break the rules for your friends. But sometimes you can't do anything other than that."
Friends?
Who said anything about friends-,
"I still am disappointed in you for not saying anything and making us worry. But at the same time, I'm proud of you," My Dad said as he ignited the engine. "To be kind to others isn't something you do to have an easy life - You have an easy life because you are kind to others. That's what my father told me, and I'm glad to see you start to take that lesson seriously. It proves that we Yamazaki are more than just our pretty faces."
I rolled my eyes at him.
"Yeah, yeah. Thanks for the life lessons, old man."
"Oh, and Happy Birthday," My Mum added as she kissed my forehead. "We were going to celebrate your birthday when you came back from your trip, but after it was cancelled, we had to move some things forward."
"Another dinner?"
Miwa snorted at that.
"Nah. We were going to watch that new Man-Spider movie you keep on saying is really good, but we couldn't find tickets," She told me. "So I said why don't we do a movie marathon of all the old Man-Spider movies."
"Really?"
"We even ordered pizza," Hinata told me with a smile. "Along with your presents of course. Which you will open back home. And I do get to take pictures. And I know you don't like cake, but, you have to let me take pictures and videos of you and the cake. For memories."
Tch.
I couldn't deny the smile on my face though.
Nor did I want to.
I stared outside of the window at the passing buildings as we made our way across the city and admired how beautiful Musutafu was. It was my home. My city. From the tall buildings that seemed comically sized to the heroes on patrol with their stupid costumes.
"Psst," Miwa whispered, grabbing my attention. "Who was it that you helped out?"
"I'm surprised she didn't message you already."
"Who?"
"Keiko."
Miwa blinked at me.
"Keiko? Like that Keiko?"
"I only know one Keiko that goes to our school."
"I know three."
"And how many went on the same trip with me?"
Miwa relented at that.
"Fair point," She said. "I'm surprised you managed to help her. Did you finally get her head out of her arse?"
"Sorta'."
"Sorta? Either you did, or you didn't."
"It's complicated," I replied, flicking her nose. "I'm tired. Can you let me sleep through the rest of the journey back home? I promise I'll answer some of your questions when we get back. Just… let me rest."
"Fine, but did you get what you promised me?"
I frowned slightly.
I forgot to ask Burnin for an autograph... Damn.
"Sorry Miwa, I wasn't able to get it. But I'll try and get one... if there is another trip," I apologised to her. In all the commotion, I forgot to get an autograph. I mean I didn't even see Endeavour once, what a bastard. Miwa pouted slightly at that, making me feel guiltier. "I know, I know. I did promise."
"Exactly. And you failed me, my apprentice."
"Apprentice? Sis, the movie marathon hasn't started yet. And this isn't Wars of Stars, stop quoting the wrong movies-,!"
Ding Ding, Ding Ding
My phone kept buzzing.
After reaching home, and unpacking, Hinata quickly went to order the pizzas while Gekko went out to buy the cake for me. Miwa went to finish off her homework, which left me in my room alone. I was tempted to go and play some games on my computer, probably immerse myself in some long RPG for the time being, but unfortunately, my phone was buzzing over and over again.
I flipped my phone over and was surprised at what I saw.
You were added to a group chat!
The Band - Seven new messages!
Renji: Did you all add him?
Saki: Renji... can't you read
Denji: Well he did almost fail Japanese
Renji: But you actually did fail
Keiko: Come one guys
Renji: On*
Keiko: Jeez not even one second we add him to the group chat and it's already a circus
Sakura: Lmao a circus
My phone stayed in my hand as I stared at the screen. I was added? To a group chat? But that was-
Ding!
Shirou: Oi Sora, type something
Shirou: We can see u online bro
I grinned.
You: Yo
Makoto: 'Yo' to you
Saki: Yeah
Sui: Man of the hour
Renji: How can you the man of the hour if an hour has already passed?
Sui: It's a saying...
Renji: But still
Jiro: Guys shut UP
Renji: Shush
Denji: No one literally asked you to speak
Keiko: Jeez can't you guys take a hint
Keiko: Chill tf out
Keiko: Embarrassing us fr
Sakura: Oi shithead are you gonna talk or just watch us like a ghost
Keiko: Was that directed at me?
Sakura: Was your name mentioned
Sakura: No
Keiko: :(
Shirou sent a gif
It was a gif of a sad clown dropping his ice cream. I shook my head lightly as I sent a laughing emoji. Not exactly a sensational response as the rest ripped into Shirou calling him a clown for sending it. But-,
It was nice.
It reminded me of my previous life, vague memories of having fun in group chats as it took off into its own thing, just everyone having fun. A knock on my door made me look up to see Miwa staring at me with a smile on her face.
"Having fun?" Miwa asked from the door.
I nodded as I showed her my phone, "Yeah, was just added to a group chat."
"Huh. I guess Keiko really isn't a bitch anymore," Miwa breathed out in surprise. "Nice work, hero. But I guess the others aren't so bad. Saki and Makoto are chill I guess. Jiro's nice. I guess you already knew Sui from football, and well, I guess you know Denji and Renji through him too. But Shirou and Sakura are weird to see in a group chat with you…"
"What can I say, I enjoy surprising others?"
"Clearly," Miwa replied deadpan. "But it's good seeing you like this. You know, not alone."
Ah.
"You know, I… I'm never gonna be alone ever again. Not that I ever was alone," I told her truthfully, leaning back on my chair. "I mean I had you, Mum and Dad, too. I could have reached out to so many people but I didn't. That's my fault."
Funnily enough, Miwa stuck her tongue out at me as she shoved me lightly.
"You are so harsh on yourself!"
I chuckled at that.
"How can I not be?"
"Turn that frown upside down!" Miwa ordered me, pointing at my cheeks. "If you frown so hard you'll never find a nice girl! And then I'll never be an aunt. Do you know how tragic that is?!"
"You would be a horrible aunt."
"No, I wouldn't! I'd spoil them rotten!" Miwa huffed out. "If anything, you'd be a horrible uncle. Overbearing, overprotective and just no fun. I can just imagine you finding your daughter or niece with a boy and flipping out."
"For good reason."
"See!" Miwa stomped her foot, shaking her head at me. "This is why I don't go to you when it comes to boys." I tilted my head at her in confusion. Huh? Boys? It was then that Miwa realised her mistake.
"Boys?" I asked a smile slowly forming on my face. "Why shouldn't you speak to me about any boys that you date? I'd love to know their names, what they look like and where they live."
"I shouldn't have said that."
"Why not-,"
Miwa chopped my neck lightly.
"Back off."
"You are thirteen-,"
"And? If Mum doesn't care, why do you care so much," Miwa said as she rolled her eyes at my 'antics'. "Stop being a creepy siscon. Well, you aren't really a siscon, just an overprotective brother. Same thing."
No!
It's really not!
"Never call me a siscon ever again."
"Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon. Siscon, siscon, siscon-," I had to shut Miwa up by covering her mouth with my hand.
"Could you not?"
"Mmmfh."
"I know you tried to call me a siscon again," I told her. "Just… shush. Like is that hard for you? I know acting normal is hard for you, but jeez. You know if someone heard you call me a siscon I'd be in a lot of trouble."
"Mmfh!"
"I don't know if you're saying you want me to get in trouble or that you don't."
"Hmmfh."
"Whatever," I lowered my hand and pointed at my door. "Leave. Now."
"Why? We were having the best brother-sister bonding time!" Miwa complained.
"You're annoying me. And when Mum comes in to see me punch you in the arm you complain that I 'give you bruises' and that I'm an 'abuser'," I told her. "Then she says you're being dramatic so you come in her with the rolling pin and try to 'get revenge.' Then we both get in trouble."
"Isn't that fun?"
"I actually don't want to get in even more trouble today than I already have. Plus, it's my birthday, so if you could kindly leave me alone for a quick-,"
"Wank?"
Huh?
I shook my head violently at that, scrunching up my face in disgust.
"I'm sorry, what?"
"Well you said quick something, so I thought you mean wank," Miwa innocently replied. "You know, mastur-,"
"I know what you meant!"
"Well, you just seem so lost."
…
"What does me doing that have anything to do with you,?! Now you're just making things weird for no reason," I yelled, pushing her out of my room. "Wait! Oh, you bitch! You just wanted to annoy me even more!"
"Hehe. Stupid. That's four hundred wins to me."
"Whatever," I muttered in annoyance. "Just… never bring that up ever again. I don't want to hear about my little sister's… Ugh."
Miwa grinned at that.
"But if I can't trust my brother, my role model, with this then who can I trust? Aren't you supposed to protect me from the weirdos in life?" Miwa tried to twist the metaphorical knife in me.
"Then date girls. That's my advice."
"I like guys."
"Don't. As a guy let me tell you - We're all weird. I don't know what you see in us."
Miwa smiled at that.
"I missed this."
"I also missed going to sleep," I said while yawning. "Especially considering we have a movie marathon later. So, if you will-,"
"You know," Miwa cut me off, "I've never seen Hinata that distraught, when we couldn't contact you we all genuinely feared for the worst. You can be pretty reckless sometimes Sora, but I guess that's what makes you a hero."
"Ah."
"Me personally, I wasn't worried for you. You're my brother so I know you're going to be alright," Miwa told me, brushing her short orange hair to the side. "Even Gekko and Hinata know that to some degree, but you did scare them. Really. Outside of my jokes, I do want you to really think about that next time you do something stupid. Not because I'll tease you like I always do, but because it does hurt us."
I nodded at that.
It was something I had to work on.
"I'm gonna go set everything up for our marathon," Miwa said with a sly smile. "You go ahead and have a 'quick' session. Don't worry, I won't look or anything. But I bet you'd like that you little siscon-,"
I slammed the door on her face.
Tch.
When did she become so annoying?!
What happened to my cute little sister who supported me?! Now she was just whatever that was! Even still, I couldn't help but fondly smile at her stupid jokes. If I told Mum then she'd seriously get in trouble - And wouldn't that be great?
Hm, what to do?
What to do…
I quickly shifted my thoughts as I turned back to the group chat.
Shirou: SORASORASORASORA
Sakura: Stop with the fucking spam
Shirou: Shush
Shirou: NO swearing
Sakura: Piss off
Denji: No sibling arguments in this group chat
Keiko: See rule one
Keiko: Literally
Sakura: Oh piss off
Sakura: There are no rules
Keiko sent an image
Sakura: What?
Sakura: You just made that now
Sakura: Bastard
Renji: No swearing either
Denji: What the bossman said
Sui: Hehe
Sui: Boss
Renji: Got a problem dumbass
Sui: You couldn't be the boss of a bunch of pigeons
Renji: Fuck off
Denji: He swore
Denji: He swore someone take a screenshot
Renji deleted a chat
Renji: Who swore
Denji: Fuck you
Sui: OOOOOOOOOOOO
Sui: He swore
Saki: I mean… fair
Makoto: Lol why's everyone so disabled
Shirou: Dammmmmn
Sakura: lol
Keiko: *Sigh*
Keiko: Fine then I guess you can swear
Kenji: Who said you are in charge of this gc?
Shirou: Yh biatchhh
Shirou: We r gonna swr anyway
Jiro: Fix your fucking grammar
Shirou: Mou, mou
Shirou: it's just texts
Denji: Jiro is super serious about proper grammar
Denji: Even after school she always maintains top-level grammar
Jiro: Because I'm not illiterate like you dumb fucks here
Denji: I get higher marks than you
Jiro: One time when we were seven
You: What the hell did I step into
Denji: SORA
Shirou: SORASORA
Sakura: Bastard u finally showed up
Keiko: 'Yo'
Saki: Hiiiiiiiii
Makoto: Wassup
Jiro: Eyyyyyyy ma man
Denji: Let's goooooooooooo
Renji: Greetings Yamazaki
Shirou: Sora*
Renji: He hasn't given me permission to call him by his first name
You: I wasn't aware I had to give permission
Renji: Oh
Renji: In that case greetings Sora
Jiro: Why are you so formal?
Denji: To be fair, everyone calls u by your last name
Jiro: Because I don't like my first name
Jiro: My parents just combined their first names to create mine
Jiro: Lazy bastards
You: Yeah well mine means sky
You: Ironic considering my quirk
You: I think they just called me Sora cause of my blue hair
Jiro: Well that's even lazier
Denji: True enough I was named after some old manga character my gramps liked
Jiro: That's unfortunate
Denji: I know
Denji: What's worse is that my gramps forgot what the series is called too
I laughed at that.
"Sora!" My Mum called from the kitchen. "Food is here!" I left my phone on charge as I walked towards the kitchen, a grin etched on my face. It was really fun. I didn't expect a group chat to be made, but it was fun.
"Pepperoni or Hawaiian?"
"Uh… did you get any with prosciutto?"
Hinata nodded, pointing at the pizza box right at the bottom.
"That's yours then. So, should we start the movie marathon before your father gets back?"
Miwa took my seat.
"Ahem."
"I was here first!" Miwa complained.
"Miwa. It's his birthday."
"Urgh, fine! Whatever. Of course, he's the favourite child after all,!"
"Come on Sora-kun, we will be late to school," Miwa told me as she grabbed my arm, rushing towards the train station. School started in half an hour, which meant we had twenty minutes to take the train and walk/run to school before it would be impossible to arrive on time.
"Chill Miwa, chill," I said. "We will be fine. Honest."
"Maybe by your 'delinquent' standards, but an honest girl like me has never been this late to school before."
I grinned.
"First time for everything, eh? Anyway, don't you usually meet with your friends on the way to school?
Miwa shrugged her shoulders at that.
"I don't have to be with them always. Plus, they don't exactly like you, just tolerate you for my sake."
I nodded.
"I mean I could tell. But still Miwa, they are your friends, right?"
She nodded her head. "Of course, while we may disagree over you, we still are friends. So don't go trying to repair our 'friendship' or something."
I frowned. That didn't sound good.
"Why would you disagree over me?" I asked.
Miwa rolled her eyes as she replied, "Seriously, you are reading too much into it. They just think I should minimise contact with you, and I don't think so. You are my best friend, between them or you, I'd choose you every time. Can't be going back on my future number one patient, can I?" Future number one patient...
"Hey," I said. "I'm not going to get injured that much, even when you become a doctor, only max twice a year. One for injuries, and the other for a general check-up."
"Sure, sure. You-, I can see you reaching the number one hero by the time you are fifteen."
I sighed.
"I don't get to go into UA until I'm sixteen Miwa."
"That's the point." She replied sarcastically, sticking her tongue out.
Oh.
"When did you get so sarcastic?"
"When did you become such a scaredy cat? It's just sass, people grow over time you know. That same Miwa that you saved from being bullied all those years ago grew up. Now she is confident. Sexy too." Flicking her hair for dramatic effect.
"Over my dead body. No one can date you until you are fifty," I replied.
"Not even forty?"
"Don't make me push it to sixty," I said firmly. "And never call yourself sexy again. You're about as sexy as a horse. Or a fat cow. Or maybe a crossbreed of the two? Yeah, that makes more sense."
"You're just jealous that I look good and you look like shit."
"Pfft. I'm better looking than you."
"Okay, but I'm taller than you," Miwa pointed out with a grin. "Why don't you grow first, shortie."
Tch.
I-,
You-,
Grr…
"It's not even been a month since the trip and you're still annoying."
"Just be grateful it's not your friends making fun of you the same way I do. But I suppose you wouldn't mind it if Jiro teased you, right?" Miwa asked, elbowing my ribs. I didn't laugh. In fact, I didn't reply at all.
"Stop it. Please."
"Then which girl do you like?"
"None?"
"Oh, you're into-,"
"I'm into women," I cut Miwa off. "Not girls. Sorry to burst your bubble but I'm way too young to date, and so is everyone around me. End of discussion. Can we move on?"
"Why are you such a prude?"
I didn't answer her question.
Well, how could I?
I died in another life having just turned seventeen and now I'm fourteen in another world. Technically I'm thirty-one but not really because I'm STILL just a kid! I wasn't even old enough to buy alcohol in my previous life and wasn't that sad…
"You know, Sora. One day you're gonna fall in love with a girl. Then you'll ask me for advice."
I snorted at that.
"If you even think of asking me for advice to get with a man I will make sure no one finds his body," I told her. "At least until you're seventeen. After that, it's not my concern, and to be honest, by then I probably will be searching for someone."
"...Like Jiro?"
"Do you ever shut the fuck up?"
"Ha. You swore at me. I can't wait to tell Mum."
Lunchtime.
A student's nightmare. Either you get food, and eat with your friends, or you just stay with your friends without any food. Or, conversely, you had the sad option of getting food and eating at a table, alone, with no one else bothering you. Or even worse, no food and you sit alone in the cafeteria. These were known as outliers. And I was previously one of them.
Keyword: Previously.
When I got my order of a ham and cheese sandwich and some sweets I was dragged by my friends to sit with them, which wasn't the issue. Jiro kicked the back of my leg so that I could 'hurry up' while Denji was trying his hardest to push me in the other direction so he could see me get hurt by Jiro some more.
"I'll start kicking you too, Denji!" Jiro threatened, and that was when we were finally able to sit down in peace. Soon, Sui and Renji sat down opposite us. And eventually, we were joined by everyone else from the trip.
Even after a month and a half, I guess I still wasn't used to it.
"Ah," Shirou said as he ate his food, "Much better. Man, science takes so much energy outta me."
Ironically, Denji elbowed me at that.
"You should have seen Sora. Bro fell asleep in about five minutes."
I groaned at that.
"You're being dramatic-,"
"Again? Jeez, I wonder how you've managed to pass science," Jiro said as studied me. "...You aren't passing it, are you?"
"Well-, Alright, fine. I barely scraped a pass," I told them honestly. "And that was cheating off Miwa's work too. But, I think I finally understand what Mitochondira is!"
"You mean Mitochondria."
"Yeah, that."
Everyone at the table burst into laughter as I said that.
"What?"
"Sora… you're fucked for our mid-terms."
"Well, I'll be fine. Listen, I don't need science. It's probably the most useless subject of all time," I complained loudly. "I mean all I do is get in trouble in chemistry for no reason. I think the teachers hate me."
"Mate, you asked Ms Chihiro what the chemical compound for crystal meth was," Denji replied.
"I was curious, alright?"
"Yeah, curious to cook some meth."
"You never learn, Sora."
"Blah, blah, blah," Sui said as he turned to face me. "Did you catch the Champions League final last night?"
"Of course I fucking did. We won," I grinned at him. "Man, what can I say? I support the best fucking team in the world. And then you bastards have the nerve to doubt Liverpool. Fucking idiots."
"I can't lie, I think Madrid should have won."
"Oh, bullshit," I rolled my eyes at Sui. "Fuck you, man. Did you see how Madrid played? Bunch of dirty cheaters and yet we still steamrolled them. Best team in Spain my arse. Three-nill man, three-fucking-nill! You can't make that shit up."
Jiro sighed loudly.
"You've been talking about this since tutor."
"Because it's the best thing that's happened all year!"
"Okay, but your team still can't win the treble."
"Suck my fat-," I paused as Jiro coughed slightly, and the rest of the girls began to shoot dirty looks my way. "Er, just shut the fuck up, Sui. You support United. Go off yourself with how shit they've been this season."
"Hey. The rebuild is still happening."
"Yeah, after two-hundred years well fucking done mate. Brilliant rebuild," I mocked him. "You're team managed to rebuild itself to become even shitter. I don't know how that's possible, but hey. United still manage to surprise their fans."
"You're just salty your team lost the Prem."
"But we won the Champions League and FA Cup. So, fuck off."
Shirou shook his head at us.
"Football nerds."
"You're just a nerd in general," I shot back. "So you shut up too."
"Hey! I said I'd support Liverpool."
"Bullshit I asked Sakura and she said you have a Chelsea kit!"
While Shirou turned to argue with his sister, Denji laughed at us.
"Man. Football is such a kid's sport. Baseball's is where it's at."
"Oi, don't make me get a bat and shatter your kneecaps," I flung a piece of my crust at him. "Cunt. You know you said you'd hop online last night and you never did. What, too busy to grind out GTA?"
"I was busy, arsehole. A lazy prick like you wouldn't know a hard shift at work even if it hit you across the face," Denji replied, "For your information, I was helping out at Gramp's restaurant. Idiot. I'll be on today."
"I can't do today. It's Miwa's birthday."
"Pussy."
"How am I the pussy?" I asked with a smile. "You're just jealous that I don't play a girl's sport. Softball. Tch."
"Hey! Baseball is for men!"
"Nu-uh. All you do is throw balls and hit it with a bat. Anyone can do that," I told him. "It's just like cricket, but shitter. Football is all about strategy. It's the real team game, and you know what, I bet you're so shit at football you switched to baseball."
Denji scoffed at that.
"I've never played football in my life. It's a kid's game."
"Whatever you say. Loser."
"Ahem," Renji coughed. "Speaking of sports. Denji, we have practice after school. What about you, Sora? I mean I know Sui goes to football practice, but are you still banned?"
I nodded at that.
"Yeah, turns out skipping one detention cause' I forgot got me in even more trouble. Bastards upped my ban from playing football to another month," I answered. "Tch. I tried to get it appealed so I could play for the Prefecture tournament, but they didn't want to budge. Something about punishing me some more so I learn my lesson."
"To be fair, it's not like we'll be missing out on much," Sui interjected. "You're a substitute anyways."
"Oi. There's something called squad depth. And you're also a substitute."
"I know."
"Then why would you say that?! Bastard."
I turned back to Renji, who was watching our back and forth in amusement.
"If I was on the team, then yeah, I'd be more annoyed. But since I'm not a starter I don't really care. By the time I can play again, the season will have ended, so even If I waited, it would be for nothing. I can still help the captain after school in training, I just can't participate in it. Maybe next year I guess."
Renji nodded at that.
With his mouth filled with food, Denji asked me, "Anh' wuh' abou' hero training? Wasn't you usin' the club as a way of training?" I nodded in response.
That was true, to some extent. Just as a way to keep somewhat in shape, but now that I couldn't even attend training sessions... that meant I would have to use my free time to train. Something I was not looking forward to doing. Being toned, or having abs or whatever was not something I wanted, and working out just to remain in somewhat decent shape was too much.
I guess that was a sorta' bad mindset to have as a hero, but-,
My Quirk relied on my mind and creativity.
Not how big my muscles were.
As long as I had a well-rounded body with pretty good stamina, then I'd be set. I'd rather be lean than muscular.
"I'll probably do morning and evening runs, along with training my Quirk."
"So why don't you join the baseball club on our daily runs? We do it every morning and evening without fail," Renji asked me. "Before and after school. It's not like you live far from here, plus you get a train home anyway."
My ears picked up on that, I hadn't thought about running with them. It would be fun.
"How much are we talking here?" I asked, curiously.
"Twenty miles," Denji said, his grin not meeting his eyes. I choked on my drink as he said that, causing Jiro to pat my back with a knowing look on her face. There's no way in hell I'm doing that.
Twenty miles? Every morning and evening?
Renji wasn't just a fitness psycho, he was a fanatic.
"Uhm, maybe in the future," I answered shakily. Denji glared at me full of envy for being able to skip out on it. "Right now I'm a little tied up with school and whatnot. But who knows about the future, right?"
As lunchtime drew to a close, Sui and Renji were the first to leave.
They had literature first.
That only left Jiro, Denji, Shirou, Sakura, Makoto, Saki and me on the table.
"We have to go as well," Saki said, taking Makoto with her who was asking to copy her maths homework. "We'll see you all later! Oh, and I'm going to send something to the group chat once I've ironed out the details."
I sighed.
"Is it something to do with your drama club?"
"Maybe," Saki replied ominously. "Come on. Didn't you say you enjoyed our reenactment of All Might's first-ever victory over The Human Glob? You cheered really loudly for us."
"I cheered really loudly for the drama teacher," I corrected her. "It made me wish she was my drama teacher instead of that wrinkly old fuck Hara. But I mean, it wasn't bad. At least I didn't fall asleep."
Saki stared at me in confusion.
"Is that supposed to be a positive?"
"Well, it's not a negative," I shrugged my shoulders in response. "Don't worry, I'll come and watch. We all will. Just… please don't make it a musical. If there's one thing my ears can't take, it's another musical."
Jiro snorted at me.
"That's rich coming from the guy who's tone-deaf."
"Oh, shut up. You bring that up every time."
"Because it's true."
"Wow, I couldn't sing one hard song. You play something by K-Dotty or Yay right now and listen to real music," I replied. "None of that metal shit. I don't have the vocal range for it. But, if I trained, I bet I could do it."
"That's a bet you'll lose."
"Nah. I can sing."
"You really can't."
"Well, I disagree," I said to Jiro. "Ugh. Damn. We have English next, don't we?"
Sakura laughed at that.
"Why are you complaining? You're the best person at English in the entire school. Hell, the teachers listen to you," Sakura replied. "How did you even get to be so good at English anyways?"
I shrugged my shoulders at her.
Maybe cuz' it was my original language.
"I don't know. I just find it really easy."
"Lucky."
Sakura and Keiko were the next ones to leave.
Apparently they had to meet with our head of year before lessons started and they left it right before lunch to go see him. Denji grinned as he looked at his timetable, he had English but he wasn't in the same class as Jiro and I. Lucky bastard.
"Sora."
I looked up to see Miwa come sit down with us.
"Yo," I waved at her. "Did you eat?"
"I had some of my food."
"Alright… you came here to give me your leftovers, didn't you?"
"Hehe. You know me so well."
I sighed at that.
"Whatever. What did you leave behind? I don't eat vegetables."
"Baby."
"S-shut up!"
Jiro and Denji laughed at us. I felt embarrassed as Miwa gave me a few snacks and the other half of her sandwich meal deal that had been left untouched. BLT. At the very least it wasn't a tuna sweetcorn, then I'd have a problem.
As I tore into the sandwich, I listened to the conversation around me.
"What do you guys have next?" Miwa asked Jiro and Denji.
"I have English with him," Jiro replied, pointing at me. "And Denji's the class over. You know, the class for idiots. I don't make the rules."
"Hey!"
"C'mon, you can't even introduce yourself in English."
"It's hard, alright!"
"It's a few words."
As Denji and Jiro bickered over how hard English was as a subject, I turned to face Miwa who was grinning at me. I could feel the happiness radiating off from her as we listened to Jiro and Denji's argument in silence.
"Sora, say something!" Jiro complained.
"What do you want me to say?"
"I think she wants you to admit that I'm not stupid," Denji said. "That I'm smarter than her."
"But… you're not."
"Ha! Told you!" Jiro smirked.
"I'm smarter than you too, idiot," I replied. "How about you both shut… shut…?"
Huh?
I felt lightheaded as I dropped my sandwich and began blinking heavily.
"...ora..?"
The world around me tightened as my head exploded in pain.
U.A....
Sirens - No sirens? It was flashing red.
And blue.
So much blue, just like the sky.
Explosions… there were explosions and green hair? The sound of bones breaking.
Crunch.
Screams of pain.
All Might...
A Quirk Test, a baseball, purple balls?
Sticky, purple balls.
Invasion... a school invasion.
Lunchtime rush?
Headphone Jack... Jiro? What was she doing all alone? Why was she fighting all alone? Why was she hurt? What was-,
A villain... That's right, an attack on U.A.?
Hands, hands, monster? A monster, tall with its brain showing.
A Portal.
All For One.
A mask.
My face reflected on that mask.
Fighting.
Blood, lots of blood - A body.
Dead eyes, impaled, crumbling into dust. Jiro? Is Jiro dead?
Maniacal laughing.
Tears.
Multiple bodies.
So much blood.
I could smell it.
"Why?" I could hear someone say.
Screams.
"Why?"
"-Sora? Sora?! Hey, are you alright?" I regained my senses as I saw Miwa standing over me, Denji and Jiro helping me stand up. What the fuck just happened?! It felt so real - It was real.
I could still smell the blood from whatever that was.
"Yeah," I muttered weakly. "Must have been the food I ate. Don't feel... all too... well," I managed to get out as I stood up normally. What the fuck was that. Nearly everyone who still remained in the cafeteria turned to look at me in confusion.
I didn't blame them.
The bottle of water I had been drinking had burst open, and it was now slowly dripping on the floor. I could see the reflection of my face, and I looked way to pale. I couldn't stop myself form coughing as Miwa bought me a fresh water bottle.
"Here. Just… take it easy."
"Cheers," I thanked her.
Eventually, I calmed down and looked normal.
Jiro sighed in relief as she sat next to me.
"Shit man, you gave me a scare there. You alright now?"
I nodded.
"I think so," I replied honestly. "I'm just mostly confused. What the hell was that? I thought I was going to die back there-, I mean, it was weird." The fact was that whatever I saw looked eerily similar to the USJ attack.
Even if I had foggy memories of it, I could clearly see Shigaraki.
Izuku Midoriya.
And Jiro…
Dead.
I gulped at that.
"If you die, I'll revive you just to kill you again, Sora," Miwa joked. "I'm glad you're alright. If you want I can phone Gekko to come and pick you up from school early-,"
"I'm fine," I cut her off. "Thanks for the offer, but I do have lessons I need to go to. I can't just bunk every lesson whenever I feel a little ill."
"A little ill? You nearly fainted."
"See? Nearly," I told her with a grin as I threw my bag over my shoulder. "I'll be fine, Miwa, I'll be back, I'm just going to go to take a piss real quick. Don't worry about it. I'll see you soon, alright?"
I didn't miss the concerned looks the three of them shot me.
But I was fine.
I was more concerned about what I saw. That was supposed to be the canon timeline, but it was... different. No one died the first time, that I was sure of. So then that was a vision of the future, which just didn't make sense.
My Quirk controlled a cloud.
It didn't give me premonitions.
Despite being June, a light drizzle of rain continuously banged against the windows as I made my way to the boy's toilet and slammed the door shut. There was a group of boys sniggering around and throwing wet paper at each other, but a single glare from me made them leave the bathroom quickly.
I turned on the taps and splashed cold water against my face.
I couldn't get the dead bodies out of my head.
The stench of blood.
Whatever I saw it had to have been a vision.
For whatever reason, I got a vision of a set of events different from the USJ I remembered. One where the villains won. Why? WHY?! For a brief second, I yelled in anger as I punched the mirror in front of me.
DAMN IT!
Whatever the future held - It scared me.
It made me angry.
Did it change… did it change because I exist?
Did I cause this?
Am I going to be responsible for Jiro's death?
For all that destruction?
…
No.
Fuck that.
I refuse to accept that.
Tch.
I will change that future.
After lunch, and well into my lesson, my head was still hurting, but I wasn't paying attention to that or my English teacher. No, I was more focused on what the hell vision I had. How I even was able to get a vision of the future in the first place?
Maybe because I was displaced?
Because I had been reincarnated?
But why?
I had so many questions.
Not to mention my sense of the timeline of canon was skewered due to it being so long since the last time I experienced it as a story. So changing the timeline would only make my already limited knowledge obsolete, and that meant anything could happen. And a body...
A dead body... Her body...
Was I responsible? If I simply didn't speak to Jiro then she would potentially be alive-
No, the fact that she died in this future was telling, that was absolute. And I was going to change the future, that was a promise. At the very least I now recognised Jiro from canon, Eraphone Jack. She was a hero in Class A.
And she was my friend.
That was what was most important.
If I had the power to change her fate, then I didn't care what I had to do.
But either way, the vision still shook me.
I couldn't wrap my head around it as the bell rang, signifying the start of my next lesson. Maths. Getting up from my desk, Jiro waved at me as she walked toward me watching me pack my bag.
Despite that, I couldn't help but feel a veil of death seemingly hanging over me. I had to change the future, no, I would change the future. That was my promise. I stuffed my hands in my pockets and walked alongside her, Jiro's face seemingly brighter than before as we left the classroom together.
"Yo," I greeted her.
"Sora," Jiro said, nodding. "You feeling alright? You were pretty distracted in English."
"Sorry. I was just… thinking."
Jiro nodded at that.
"Sora. You don't have to force yourself to go to lessons," Jiro told me softly. "I-, I don't mind walking with you to the school nurse. I'd rather not see you go through all that ever again."
"Don't worry about me, just worry 'bout you," I replied with a smile as we entered our Maths classroom and sat down next to each other. "You know stressing about me isn't good for your health."
Jiro sighed at that.
"You don't have to push the people that care about you most away."
"Yeah, but I feel better now. A lot better," I told her with a smile. "I'm fine. Genuinely. I guess it must have been a shock seeing me collapse on the floor. Hope I didn't scare ya' that much,"
She shook her head, her earphone jacks also shaking their, uhh, jacks?
"To be honest it was sort of random so it didn't register for me, plus you didn't scare me nearly as much as you scared your sister. I swear she was on the verge of tears," I looked guilty on the ground at that.
I worried Miwa, again.
Shit.
"Don't look so downtrodden. She was smiling on the way to her lesson afterwards, it was like she had won the lottery," Jiro told me, making me brighten up a bit. At least it wasn't all bad.
"Anyways," I said. "Thanks for helping her at least. Most would probably stand and watch, or record me instead of helping, or calling for help. Just the way our generation is I guess, or a reaction to how I treated a lot of people."
"Having basic human decency should be common, yet sadly it seems like it's uncommon. Even if you were a bit of a cunt before, no one deserves to suffer alone," Jiro replied sadly. "Well either way, doesn't it show who is meant to be a hero, compared to those who aren't?"
I nodded, that was true, to some extent at least.
Grinning, I cheekily replied, "So then that makes you one of the best people to be a hero, is that what you are saying?"
Jiro blushed lightly as I said that.
"Oh-N-no, thats not it,"
I smirked.
"Then what were you trying to say, Jiro?" The reply I got was being pricked by her ear lobes as she ignored me for a few seconds, before bursting out into laughter at the expression on my face.
"You- You look like I killed your cat!" Jiro managed to say in between her laughs. Scowling, I ignored her before grinning myself.
"Settle down class, settle down. Please open up your books to chapter eleven, where we will be continuing our division on linear equations..." Our teacher began.
I was already bored out of my mind.
Linear equations were easy, well at least to someone studying mathematics for the second time.
One look at Jiro saw her easing through the questions making me smile. Guess I wasn't the only one who thought this was easy as I saw the girl sigh as she looked at the clock.
"You done as well?" I whispered to her.
Jiro looked around confused, before seeing me and nodding. "Yeah. They were quite easy, after all this is just revision. What about you, having difficulties Mr Prodigy?" I frowned as she said that last part. Mr Prodigy? Really? Jiro saw my reaction as she looked sheepishly before apologising, her ear lobes moving more restless.
She was anxious.
"Oh, uhm." She said, his earlobes meeting each other in the middle, lashing against each other nervously. "It's a stupid name. Sorry."
"Don't need to apologise. Just annoyed at who makes these nicknames ya' know. 'Yamazaki from Class E' and now 'Mr Prodigy'. They really must be out for me."
She blinked at me.
I blinked back.
Did she notice she was staring now? Eventually, she did as she flushed bright red before looking the other way. Was she just not used to people talking to her? No, she talked to Shirou just fine. But that was over homework...
"Dude, how can you not know who makes your nicknames?" She asked me. "Everyone knows."
I rolled my eyes at that. Clearly, everyone but me knows who makes my nicknames, nonetheless, I was on the edge of my seat, waiting to hear the bastard who practically made up shit about me. Should I beat them up? That's not very heroic. But do I care? Yes.
But would they care? Yes. They would probably then make up some more names, infuriating me even further. Honestly, why did people have to be so petty? I was trying to be better, it's like these people only want me to be their so-called 'delinquent'. As if that was everything I would amount to in life, which honestly was really stupid.
Clearly from my grades, I could go to an alright university, and if I cleaned up my act I would have gone far in life.
And so here I am, cleaning up my act and yet someone doesn't think it's enough.
Yamazaki from Class E.
Mr Prodigy.
What else? Did they pick on Miwa? Or how about now, were they talking about Shirou? Sakura? Denji? Keiko? Renji? Saki? Makoto? Sui? Even Jiro? Nicknames for me I could handle, but others? My...
My friends? Well, they haven't been my friends for a long enough time for stuff to have started, but maybe soon they'd have shitty nicknames too.
Jiro opened her mouth before quickly closing it once a piece of chalk went flying across the room, and hit my bang on my forehead.
"Yamazaki, pay attention or else I will throw you out of class!" Our teacher yelled at me. Jiro tried hard to keep a straight face as I stared down at the piece of chalk, now sitting on my desk. Should I throw it back? Before I could decide what to do, it suddenly grew a pair of wings from a cheap horror film, and it flew back to my teacher who was grinning at my dumbfounded expression.
I groaned.
Now I'm going to have nightmares about a piece of chalk.
What a weird fucking Quirk.
The school bell rang, waking me up from my nap. Double maths for my last two periods of the day, a Wednesday no less? Easily the worst day of the week. Nothing good happens on a Wednesday.
Packing up my bag, before swinging it around my shoulder I left the class to go to my locker and grabbed my running shoes before heading out. Even though I was banned from taking part in after-school clubs, that didn't mean I couldn't help them out.
The Summer holidays were rapidly approaching.
July was here to stay, and so was the unbearable heat that came with it.
Despite the school having turned the air-con to its max, it was still horrible to deal with.
Jiro: Yo
Jiro: Want to get Maccas after our clubs?
Jiro: Denji's coming with
You: Yeah I'm down
During my nap I thought about a lot of things, football being one of them as I walked towards the football club's grounds. It was a small pitch, not eleven-a-side, unfortunately. Our school much preferred baseball judging by the big pitches they had, and Basketball and Volleyball having their own building with courts inside. This infuriated my captain to no end.
Akihito Shoichi was one of the most blockheaded people I had the pleasure of meeting.
He reminded me of myself in my previous life, obsessed with the sport only with the talent to succeed. Maybe it's why I felt so bad that I wanted to help him out, despite being poor academically, his passion for football always made me smile. Even after a loss, or a bad training session.
He would never blame us, only make us more fired up for next time.
Which is why when he was running around chasing a rabbit I paid no attention to him- Wait, why the hell was he chasing a rabbit? He was wearing a training top with some shorts, long red hair tied back with a hair band and some stubble. For a middle schooler, he looked more like a university student, especially once he stood up at his full height, six foot four.
I'm not jealous... not at all.
The tall tree, as I called him, wiped some sweat off his brow as he grinned at me. "Yamazaki." He shouted, running at me full speed as he tried to catch a white bunny that kept on eluding him.
"Shoichi-Senpai," I replied.
"Yamazaki!" He shouted once more, gritting his teeth this time as he pulled back his left hand.
"Shoichi-," I was cut off as he punched me with all his might, causing me to fly backwards. That was Shoichi's Quirk, the ability to hit something really hard. I summoned my Quirk in the air before safely landing on my cloud, right as I nearly crashed against the floor.
Phew.
That was a close one.
"WHAT THE HELL CAPTAIN! ARE YOU TRYING TO KILL ME?" I shouted at my captain, who was now on the ground doing push-ups as the rabbit just escaped.
"One, two, three four,- I would never try and kill you Yamazaki- five, six, seven, eight, nine," He responded. Before I could reply, a short silver-haired boy holding a megaphone came out of the building, a football at his feet as he was dribbling towards us.
It was Sui, who waved at me as he went to address our captain.
"Shoichi-sempai," He said lazily through the microphone, kicking the ball at his head. "Red card, foul. We have to send you off for violence on the pitch." Sui then brought out a packet of red cards and started to throw each of them at our captain.
Sui then handed me the pack of yellow cards.
I joined him as we threw them at our captain, some hitting his face as we made it a competition to see who could hit him the most.
"AH, that's fifteen for me!" I said before Sui grabbed two cards and threw them, both hitting our captain in the face as he turned to face me triumphantly. Tch, what a cheater.
"Mh, I win Sora. Heh. You now owe me lunch!" I winced at that. That wasn't the game we were playing… It had been two months since the start of this. And while it had been a month since my 'vision', I couldn't help but smile at the future.
I couldn't wait for it.
EDIT:
This wasn't that bad of a chapter to rewrite outside of a few sections.
Originally this chapter introduced Jiro to the story. But since I used the last two chapters to introduce her, all I did was add a little more worldbuilding and teases for what is to come.
As well as tightening what was already there.
A shorter but sweeter chapter.
See you next time for chapter 5 which won't change much, I think!
Now, into to Yamazaki's corner, the dedicated point in the chapter in which I answer all your questions, and talk about some choices I made in this chapter, and in others.
Phosphophillite49: Uhm, I assume you are talking about Sora here? No, he is not stupid. However, just because he may get good grades doesn't mean he's 'smart' he just knows the content from his previous life. I guess he's like those people in school that never revised and got pretty god grades.
Fernando917: Thanks, I tried a lot for these first few chapters. And you have Jiro in this chapter, with more to come in the build up to UA :)
DodemGM: Honestly people missing the point means that I as an author failed at delivering it, which just means I should work harder to make this better. I'll speak more about it below, but this chapter was changed drastically from what I intended it to be originally. Now this arc having an anime type feeling is intentional, after all outside of UA people like Izuku do have a life, we just don't really see it. This style I guess will continue even into UA, with some chapters just chilling between 1A and Sora. I guess I don't want to lose steam by rushing into UA, I want to build it up so him going into UA is earned. Unlike Horikoshi, my story won't be cancelled if it doesn't pull numbers in its first few volumes, something many series do as Shounen Jump is a business.
Fanfiction isn't, so I will be taking my time to get to UA. Not a lot mind you, but by Chapter 8/9 for it to fully start. I want to develop it as a world, introduce things to make it seem more of a living, breathing world. Like the MHA fanficition 'Death' by TMB1112, which you guys should totally check out. 4 million words, and while it's mc is an OC, it really helped me work out some kinks with Sora.
I promise you, by chapter 7 you will love it, and by chapter 27/28 you will be hooked. Just give it a try.
Now, Oreigaru is a nice comparison. Although I started it after I wrote this, and still haven't finished it, but it is influenced some decisions. Mainly the direction I wanted to go in. However, Gintama was in actuality the main reason I write this fic, Sora even called himself "The bastard of Gintoki" when he first saw his naturally wavy, blue hair. Oh yeah.
Katekyo Hitman Reborn! Also helped, but more with the later plans I have. But Oreigaru definitely helped with the current stuff, so that fact that it could be counted as a spin off by you means a lot to me :)
So thank you!
And everything will help develop Sora, the good and the bad.
Now, time to talk about some choices I made for those that are interested.
Originally, in my notes and in my head chapter 4 was going to centre around Makoto and Saki, with a storyline centred around them which would be chapter 4 and a bit of five. Instead, chapter 4 was more of a low key chapter that helped to establish Jiro. Makoto and Saki will just be chapter 5 now, and six will be a surprise along with 7.
Also, I was meant to have an entire chapter on a Jiro segment about her joining the group, instead i've split it in between chapters so it feel more like progression over time that Jiro becomes friends instead of one event. And Isagi and Akihito will be a part of Sora's support as well, just like the rest of them, but not as important as say Miwa or Jiro will be.
Previously, regarding the Keiko and Sakura plot line, I was going to have abusive parents be involved with Keiko, but decided otherwise midway through writing, and wrap up the Shirou and Sakura plot-line thread in that arc before deciding it was too much to fit in a short amount of time. Thus Sora walking away from it in this chapter, he doesn't want to hear it as to him they will tell him when they are ready.
So the Shirou and Sakura plot line will be at a later date, after Sora is in UA.
Yes, the rest of the group (Mainly Renji, Genji, Denji and Kenji) will also get similar 'arcs' like I'm doing, just not here at the start. You see, Keiko and Sakura's plot line was to kickstart Sora being a hero. He wasn't friends with them at first, but he still helped them.
Makoto and Saki's will be different, but ultimately have Sora do similar actions. He helps them.
The rest of these arcs, mostly centred around them won't touch on the issue as much, instead focussing one a trait that Sora has, for example his guilty nature. All of which will once again help to develop Sora even after he's in UA.
But that's a way's off.
Now, as to the future?
I have the last five chapters of this fic fully planned out, scene by scene. That's what I'm working towards. Also toying the idea of Sora meeting Stain, that would be cool, right?
How long this fic will be? No clue. If anything, I can't think of an estimate, but the fic does end on "Graduation" as a chapter title, so feel free to assume that it ends when they get their pro-hero licenses at the end of their third year... or maybe there is a time skip and you guys get Over The Top 2? (Kidding, kidding.)
Honestly if I had to bet, 600-800k words would be a rough estimate? But even then I'm not accounting things I may add or delete, not to mention how slow or fast I'll get to the end, so it honestly really depends on my free time.
As to when it finishes...? Ha, years. 2-3 maybe? I don't know, all I do know as beginning of July to September I'm going to focus soley on this because school would have basically ended for me.
Honestly, I'm trying to fit 10k words per chapter. This one clocked in at 9.2k in terms of writing, the shortest I've had so far as the others have all reached over 10k. It's pretty hard, but the fact that I'm close to 50k words blows my mind every time. So maybe even more then a million, who knows?
And Sora POV will be in first person, other POV will be third person.
But yeah, here is the end of the Yamazaki corner for this chapter!
Next chapter?
Tensions flare between Saki and Makoto, can Sora help them? Does he want to help them? Jiro is having some issues, and Miwa tries to help. Can Kenji finally skip the 20km run? Find out...
Soon!