I own nothing. Warning, may contain Out of Character moments.

Early in the morning, Midoriya had called Mineta to do some training. Hopping onto that opportunity, the shorter boy never ran out so quickly to meet him. And after a brief bus ride, they were both standing in the middle of a beach choked with all sorts of trash.

"So Midoriya… Why are we training here?" Mineta asked, kicking some nearby scrap. His partner began to fidget, mostly scratching the back of his head as he stuttered his words.

"W-Well… You see… I… I managed to get All Might to train me…"

The shorter boy's jaw fell from his head, eyes on the verge of ejecting themselves. All before his mouth began to rework itself into an awe inspired smile. "No way… That's great! How'd you manage that?"

"I ran into All Might yesterday, after we went our separate ways. And we talked for a bit…"

"Oh for–! Did he criticize you too?" Mineta asked, the cheer in his system dropping hard. After how the other heroes treated Midoriya, the shorter boy was starting to make all sorts of assumptions about that encounter. And in all honesty, Mineta felt like he could take him on in a one on one. All Might maybe the Symbol of Peace and a juggernaut of a Hero, but no one berates his partner without hearing from him.

But even with that said, Mineta did let those Heroes off without a peep yesterday… "Damn it, that's another strike to my 'worthless partner chart'…" He thought, reflecting back to that moment. Midoriya began snapping at his short friend, drawing in Mineta's attention again.

"Are you alright Mineta-kun? You looked lost for a second."

"Sorry, just thinking about how I could take on All Might." The green haired boy stared at his friend and just by his posture alone, he's trying to process the words that came out of his friend's mouth. Mineta knows it sounds crazy, most of all to Midoriya, but he's completely serious when motivated enough. How else was he able to back talk to Bakugou for the last two years?

"Mineta-kun wait, All Might didn't say anything bad. Just the opposite, he told me that I could be a Hero. That what I did yesterday was proof of who I really am." Midoriya said, remembering just how agitated Mineta could get whenever he gets insulted. The shorter boy stared at him… Only for his lips to be pulled into a wide smile.

"That's just awesome man. But I wished I was there to record it, so we could rub it in our stupid classmates' faces."

"I kind of promised All Might that I would keep our interactions secret… And when I brought you up, we had this whole conversation about whether he can trust you with this knowledge. I eventually convinced him, but All Might's still a little weary." Midoriya replied, fidgeting slightly. Mineta nodded seriously as he began putting together what he's heard in his head. Mostly so that he could think of the consequences that will happen should he let something slip.

So… All Might tells Midoriya he can be a Hero. He then offers to train him personally. He also wants to keep their relationship a secret. And based on these three things, Mineta could safely assume that…

All Might wants to train a protégé that's worthy of inheriting his title. He's also going to retire from Heroics soon due to age or health reasons. Meaning, crime would spike to take advantage of the Symbol of Peace's weakness and cause a bunch of chaos. Riots will take the street. Homes will burn. Blood will be spilt. Women ravaged. And it'll all be Mineta's fault.

The shorter boy paled at the thought of Musutafu in flames, screams tearing through the night. All because he had a serious case of jabber jaw. He looked at Midoriya dead in the eye and swallowed the lump that formed in his throat. "Say no more, my lips are sealed."

"I knew I can count on you. Just… Try to calm down a little, you look like you're about to have a heart attack." Midoriya replied, patting his friend on the back. Mineta nodded and he began taking deep breaths, thinking pleasant thoughts to expel the anxiety. Sexy ladies, assorted fetishes, Him and Midoriya kicking the crap out Bakugou. You know the works.

Before long, a boisterous laugh went to cut through the early morning air, drawing in the boys attention. There he was, the Number One Hero in all his all inspiring glory… And next to him was some scraggly, unkempt mess of a man who looked like he could sleep past the apocalypse. The contrast between the two was like putting a well-groomed dog next to a dumpster cat.

"Good morning young men! I see you're both doing well. So, who's ready to undertake the most intense training of their lives?"

"I'm not…" The scraggly man replied, followed by a yawn. Mineta and Midoriya first looked at each other, then at the man, and finally All Might. Their eyes wordlessly asking for an explanation from the Hero. But the Hero simply gave a good-hearted laugh to dispel the awkwardness, though it did sound a little stiff.

"Worry not young men! This is one of my acquaintances and he's here to help me! Because I need to dedicate all my time to Young Midoriya, I won't be any help to you Young Mineta. So, he will be the one to take that honor."

"Oh…"

"Don't be disappointed, Aizawa here is actually quite the Hero. Why he's–!"

"Who I am doesn't matter. All he needs to know is that I'm a Hero and that I'm using up my precious time to train him. So hurry up and get started, daylight's burning." Aizawa interrupted as he began walking away. All Might sighed as he put his hands on his hips, muttering something about being unable to work with him. As for Mineta, he first looked to his friend before rushing to catch up to his trainer.

"Good luck!" He heard Midoriya shout. The shorter boy gave a thumb's up gesture in response, still chasing after Aizawa.

Following up the steps away from the trash filled sand, Mineta found Aizawa by a decrepit concrete wall about twice his height. Upon examining the space, this used to be a parking lot carved out of the hill. Mineta watched his scraggly trainer began kicking litter away from a specific spot, feeling tension build. He kicked a pebble to try an alleviate the pressure… But it didn't do much. So, he decided to throw out a line to see if he can get a nibble.

"So… What's our training menu Aizawa-san? Sensei? What do I call you?"

"Just Aizawa. Now, tell me what your Quirk is."

Mineta proceed to pluck one of the balls of his head and tossed it to the wall. The globule adhered to the surface and just hung there. "My hairs are made up of balls that can stick to anything except me. In that case, I just bounce straight off of it. And depending on how I feel, they could stay stuck for a whole day."

"… I can make this work." Aizawa replied after a moment of silence. Mineta couldn't decipher what his trainer was thinking or what he meant by that. But before he knew it, he felt one of his hairballs get pluck off his head. Looking up, he saw Aizawa wrapping a handkerchief around the sticky orb.

"Wha–!? Hey!"

"Toss this at the wall while I'm gone." He said plainly, tossing Mineta a baseball. The boy fumbled the ball but managed to keep it from falling to the ground. And then Aizawa just walked away. Leaving Mineta completely lost, confused, and irritated beyond belief. He looked at the wall and groaned, throwing the ball since there was nothing better to do. But mostly because he couldn't bother Midoriya, who was no doubt focusing on his own training.

"This sucks…"

For the first fifteen minutes, Mineta threw the ball with his right arm. Then the next fifteen minutes using his left. Next, he would go back to his right and throw it at different angles. And then did the same for his left. But passing the thirty-minute mark, the boy's throws were getting more and more unenthusiastic. So much so that by the end of the hour, the baseball was failing to even reach the wall.

"Fuck this. Let's see how Midoriya's doing." Mineta groaned as he went off to find his friend. He brought along the ball seeing that it wasn't his and he's not about to lose it because he was bored. And upon reaching the trash choked beach again, he saw his friend running back and forth moving around junk. There was also the fact that All Might wasn't there, instead it was some skinny dude in clothes too big for him. Man, it's not easy being the Number One Hero, having to be called on even at this time.

He then noticed that the skinny guy was looking at him, so Mineta decided to give a wave. The guy waved back before beckoning for Midoriya, telling him something. They were too far away for Mineta to hear, so he just assumed it wasn't anything too important. The boy continued to watch his friend organize the beached trash, occasionally tossing the ball up into the air, for a long while. Checking his phone, thirty minutes have passed since stopping his own 'training'.

"I'm bored… Why can't my training be like Midoriya's. It doesn't look fun, but it's a Hell of a lot more interesting than throwing a ball at a God damn wall. I mean, what's that even supposed to teach me? Why can't he just show me how to pitch or do a jumping serve…" Mineta grumbled before stopping his thoughts. Wait…

Now that he was on that point, Mineta remembered reading something in his section of Midoriya's Hero notes. His friend listed off a few sports in which Mineta's Quirk could benefit from, which includes Baseball and Volleyball. But because he wasn't exactly a sports person, mostly because of his physique, the boy didn't take the advice and forgot about it.

Which was stupid since Midoriya had mostly good advice to offer.

"I'm an idiot… I don't need to actually play the damn sport. I just need to learn how one part of it works." He groaned, hitting his head against the railing. And by practicing simple throwing, Mineta's body will be ready to receive the complex art of ball handling.

That just sounded wrong. But he now knows what to do. He quickly took off back to the parking lot and begun throwing once more. Except this time, Mineta had the image of baseball pitchers in his head. Constantly thinking about how they could get the ball to move however they want. And after another thirty minutes of thinking and throwing, Aizawa returned.

"So you're still here, I thought you might've gone home by now."

"Well I just happen to realize what's the point in this. You're really sly you know, like some old Kung Fu Master. Telling me to do something seemingly useless when it turns out to be a core principle of the style. You want me to be ready for when I have to learn pitching right?" Mineta replied, chest puffed out and head held high.

"Act high and mighty now, but it still took you a thirty-minute break to figure that out." Aizawa said with a smirk. That statement instantly deflated any ego the boy just developed. Now he was staring at his trainer, gears turning in his head as bits sweat formed. Then the smirk on Aizawa's face turned into a small but unnerving smile as he pulled out his phone.

"That ball I gave you sends all the throw data to my phone, recording the speed and trajectory of each. Around an hour ago, the speed went lax, and it was consistently going up and down. Not only that, new data wasn't coming in as quickly as before."

Mineta looked at the ball he was holding, now noticing six small black dots that marked the x,y,z axes. He then looked a back at his Aizawa and his phone, then back at the ball. "You are a Kung Fu Master…"

"Probably but let me say this… I only decided to train you because I owe All Might a favor. That and I have nothing better to do before going to bed. If I believe you're no longer willing to learn, I will walk away and leave you on your own. Do you understand?" Aizawa asked, standing firm against the ground. Mineta, mimicking that same stance, shouted at the top of his lungs.

"Yes Sir!"

And that has been chapter 5! So, what do you think?

"I find it ironic that you gave the gremlin the same teacher that would go on to train the much more popular Shinsou."

Well that's one reason I did it. But if you think about it, Mineta would benefit from learning under Aizawa as well. The man is more technique orientated and utilizes subterfuge, something that Mineta's potential can bloom in. And just like how he and All Might are polar opposites, I'm shaping Midoriya and Mineta to be the same. Where one is force, the other is finesse.

It's also fun to imagine how Aizawa teaches one on one, getting tricky with his lessons to demonstrate a larger fundamental. Like Karate Kid with Mr. Miyagi and wax on, wax off. And any Kung Fu movie you could think of.

"Which is why not everyone can go Kung Fu fighting. There's a logic gate to go through first."

Also, if you're wondering about Mineta's deductive reasoning behind Midoriya and All Might... The imp has a five for his intelligence stat. But as canon only made subtle mentions towards that, I want to directly show it instead. There's also the fact that, by being Midoirya's friend, Mineta could problem solve like him. Though I'll keep that aspect at a more lazy pace. That is until certain events push Mineta to improve more.

"Way to drop those hints Mr. Writer man."

But what do you think about all of this? Leave any of your thoughts as that will help me plot this whole story better.

"Remember, only you can stop bad writers from writing bad fan fiction."

And lastly, I decided to update my stories on a biweekly basis. By giving me more time to write and edit, I can hopefully make the stories I'm currently working on better. But you must warn me if the quality is going down. It'll be much appreciated.

But that is all I have this week. So with that said...

Until Next Time. T1.