-Day 2-
Inari had decided that this morning that she would rebel with everything. Waking up, going for a run, getting dressed, and even having breakfast were her public enemies' number 1. It was one of those mornings. Izuku dealt with it the best he could; he had been nervous about today after the fiasco that was Day One. He had to admit that he felt a little bad about Aizawa being fired, but he had stood up for what he believed, which mattered. After Midnight had become their homeroom teacher, they returned to the athletic field to take part in the quirk assessment test.
And Izuku had been right; with the increase of power from One for All, he had placed near the top of most events. Bakugo had sneered at him the entire time, especially in the first event of the 50 Yard dash, where Izuku won easily. He had expected a violent outburst but sneered and walked away instead. It was the same in every event for them.
Izuku had to advertise his gaze during some of the events as his gaze may have wandered over some of his female classmates; during some events, things were bouncing, and his eyes were noticed. He felt guilty as they exited the field; he felt like he was disrespecting Suijin's memory but remembered what Hound Dog had told him: should he develop feelings or even another romantic relationship, it didn't mean he loved Suijin any less it was just different.
She wouldn't want him to be alone forever, and he wouldn't have wanted that for her were the roles reversed. Knowing something intellectually and emotionally were two very different things. Emotions were tricky and liked to go in the opposite direction of where your mind wanted them to go.
After dropping Inari off at Daycare, a slight flicker of annoyance as his daughter seemed to be much easier for the worker who received her than she had been for her father all morning, but that was quickly erased with an Inari blowing him a kiss and her signature "Bye-Bye Dadda," Somewhere in his mind, he knew he was done for; she would forever have him wrapped around her finger—his little princess.
Rushing to class, he barely managed to reach the door at the same time Midnight was walking down the hall; he smiled and waited for her to arrive so he could open the door for her and quickly followed her inside, taking his seat in front of Bakugo.
"Welcome, class. Before we start today, we have a few things to review; your first heroics class will be after lunch. I want to first thank all of you for getting through what can only be described as one of the roughest first days anyone could imagine. As for the results for yesterday, you all have seen your place; for those of you at the bottom of the list, I recommend using the school gym; it is important to take care of your body. Those at the top, keep up the good work but don't get complacent."
"YES, SENSEI." The class responded.
"I have also sent a list of resources that should have been given to you during the welcoming ceremony, including the name and appointment times for your meeting with your guidance counselors and physical fitness advisors. I expect you all to make your appointments by the end of the day. I want you all to understand that all these people are here to help you, but no one can help you more than yourself. You are all here chasing the same goal for your reasons, but ultimately, the common goal is to be a hero and save lives. At some point in your career, your life will depend on the person next to you, so don't drag each other down while competing. After some announcements, you can enjoy the wonderful world of Shakespear, World History, and Mathematics." As the class groaned, she let out a coy laugh. "Welcome to U.A., children."
If you take out that the teachers were Pro Heroes, it was just like any other lecture that one would expect. The teachers were well-versed in their course and spoke with passion and clarity. Nothing could make though could make the subjects that much fun, regardless. With the signal of the lunch bell, the class filed out to the cafeteria, something that Izuku was excited about. Before he had withdrawn from school, he had only ever eaten lunch with Suijin; before that, it was in the most out-of-the-way spot he could find to avoid being bullied.
This time, however, the lunch table was full; Momo, Fumi, Ochaco, Tenya, Itsuka, Tsu, and Kyoka filled out the rest of the spots; it was and always had been a silly fantasy of his to eat surrounded by friends. Silly, yes, but to have it come true was satisfying nonetheless; when Momo leaned over and whispered about what he was smiling about, blushing slightly, he relayed how he wanted to always sit at a table with friends. Momo smiled at him fondly, not in a shocked or dismissive way, and whispered that she also thought about it.
Itsuka heard the exchange and smiled to herself, ignoring the glares from some of the members of her class, she wasn't sure what was going on, but she had just about enough of whatever it was and wasn't going to allow it to continue much longer.
Itsuka wished her friends luck on her first heroic class as they exited; class 1-B was scheduled for tomorrow.
1-A was excited as they all speculated on their heroic teacher; Izuku chimed in with some random thoughts, even though he already knew the answer.
"HERE I AM, COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON." They heard the bellow from the hallway as he entered the room, silver age costume and all.
"ALL-MIGHT!" the class roared, their excitement boiling over.
"NOW, YOUNG ONES, TODAY IS YOUR FIRST HEROICS CLASS, BUT YOU CAN'T PRACTICE BEING HEROES WITHOUT THESE!" All-Might pressed a button; the wall hissed as panels slid open revealing metal cases. "YOUR HERO COSTUMES, GO GET CHANGED AND MEET ME AT GYM GAMMA, AND REMEMBER THAT CRIMINALS WAIT FOR NO ONE SO GET CHANGED QUICKLY."
The class hurriedly retrieved their case and went to the changing room. Izuku sat just looking at his costume for a minute. Fumi had already changed, walked over, and placed his hand on Izuku's shoulder.
"Is something troubling you, my good sir?" Fumi asked concerned something had happened.
Izuku just smiled and shook his head. "It's just that you dream of something for so long, and seeing it in front of you makes me think of those who will never get to see this. My Mom and Suijin helped me design this, and I never got to show it to them."
"Loss travels with us; never forget that though they may not be physically present, they see you in this moment. So, raise your head and wear it pride; remember that we must press on for those here." Fumi said.
"Thank You, Fumi, perfectly said," Midoriya replied.
"You should hurry so you are not late, Midoriya." Dark shadow added.
"Go on ahead. I will be right there."
The rest of the students were assembled; Momo looked around for Izuku, wondering if something had happened, when she saw him come walking out. *A.N. Everyone else has the same costumes*
Izuku was wearing black boots, combat pants with emerald green trim, a black reinforced fitted shirt, green gloves, and a dark green hooded jacket with a half mask pulled down around his neck. He kept his jaw off the floor as Momo and Ochaco approached him. Momo due to the amount of skin revealed, and Ochaco due to how the suit hugged her body.
"Oh, sweet baby Jesus," he whispered. As they got closer, finding his voice and a safe place to look, "You two look amazing." He said loud enough for them to hear.
"Thank you, Izuku. Unfortunately, they couldn't make me my updated costume choice as the material is time-consuming to create," Momo said with a slight blush; she found her eyes drifting over his muscled chest.
"Oh, with the Gen-Fabric.?" Izuku said, "Well, I can't wait to see version two."
"Yea, I don't think I was clear enough when I submitted my costume; I wanted it more space and not so tight," Ochaco said, looking down at her suit.
"Well, it looks terrific, Ochaco," Izuku said. "I think it suits you." He said as they fell into step, heading to join the rest of the class.
"You look good as well, Izuku," Ochaco said, looking away from his fitted torso.
"Yes, Izuku, I agree," Momo added.
"Thank you. I originally had a much brighter green costume in mind, but I modified it as I got older." He said.
"NOW THAT WE ARE ALL HERE, WE ARE GOING TO SPLIT INTO TEAMS OF TWO VIA LOTTERY TO SIMULATE RANDOM HERO TEAM-UPS THAT WILL BE ENCOUNTERED IN THE FIELD. TWO TEAMS WILL TAKE THE FIELD WHILE THE REST OBSERVE FROM THE OBSERVATION ROOM. ONE TEAM WILL BE THE HEROES AND THE OTHER VILLAINS. THE VILLAIN TEAMS WILL BE DEFENDING A BOMB; THE TIME LIMIT IS 10 MINUTES. THE HEROES MUST ENTER THE BUILDING AND EITHER DEFEAT OR CAPTURE THE VILLAIN TEAM OR TOUCH THE BOMB. VILLIAN TEAMS NEED TO EITHER HOLD OUT OR DEFEAT HEROES. AFTER THE MATCH, WE WILL DECIDE ON AN MVP. NOW EVERYONE, LET US BEGIN."
-Match One-
Ojiro & Ida Vs. Izuku & Ochaco
Ojiro smiled. At last, he would get his hands on Izuku; he had dreamed of this day. Ida noticed the sadistic grin of his teammate, he wanted to assume that he was getting into character, But his instincts told him otherwise.
"I mean not to pry Mashirao, but you seem rather gleeful about this exercise?" Ida probed.
"I am; while I may not be thrilled about playing a villain, I have been dreaming of the day I get my hands on Midoriya." He replied, almost salivating at the thought.
"May I ask why?" Ida said, his voice full of concern. "While I must admit my first impression of Midoriya was somewhat marred after meeting him again, I have failed to see anything that would warrant such a fervor for combat."
"That's because you don't know him," Ojiro said. "I was dating Itsuka Kendo from 1-B back in my hometown, and he kept sticking his nose in to steal her away; all the while, he would talk about Inari's mother and shit. Then he put on this sob act when she died and lured her back here. He's deceived her, and they both played me for a fool; today is the day I get revenge."
"Mashirao," Ida said calmly. "While I do not know all the circumstances of your relationship or what type of person Kendo is, I have to say that this anger towards Midoriya seems skewed. Are you saying that Kendo and Midoriya engaged in some long-distance relationship while Midoriya was also engaged in a long-distance relationship with Inari's mother?"
"That's exactly what…" he began, only for Ida to raise his hand to stop him.
"I again apologize for my rudeness, but that is one of the stupidest things I have ever heard. If Kendo were engaging in some affair, why would he have to do it long distance if the mother was already away and out of the picture? If they were only waiting for the mother to be out of the picture to make their affair physical instead of mental, why wait? And if Kendo is the type of girl that would wait for her best friend to die to run home and engage in carnal activities with Midoriya, would that be a person you would want to date?"
"You don't understand how he manipulated her," Ojiro said, clinging to his anger and ignorance.
"Kendo is Izuku and Inari's mother's friend, correct?"
"From what I heard," he said.
"They have been friends for years, correct," again Ojiro nodded. "Now, if we are to assume for a moment that what Midoriya said at the mixer is true that he was unaware of his daughter's existence until the mother died, wouldn't he reach out to their mutual friend for support? If it were someone I was extremely close with, I would drop everything and rush to their aid. Wouldn't you?"
"But…"
"Did Kendo give you a reason for the breakup?"
"She said she didn't feel the same about me as I did her, that she kept hoping for the feelings to change, and they never did. That she should have ended things sooner."
"And you choose to disregard this reason in favor of one where she was stolen from you by a manipulative other man?
"You don't understand, Tenya. I know what happened." Ojiro said, clinging desperately to his delusion.
"And what will put this to rest for you? What will allow you to put this behind you and move forward? I fear this unreasonable fury will consume you as you are now."
"I am going to beat his ass," he responded, punching his open palm for emphasis. "I am going to put him in his place. You guard the bomb, and I will handle this."
"Your plan is flawed, as is your motivation, but if this is what will put this issue to bed for you and Midoriya, proceed. I will guard the bomb in an attempt to secure our victory."
Izuku and Ochaco
"So that is why you believe Ojiro will come after you?" Ochaco said, stunned.
"Yea, he started spouting off all this nonsense the other morning. I was about to knock him into next week, but Kendo got there first and slapped him." Izuku said, shrugging his shoulders.
"What a dick," Ochaco muttered, Izuku raising an eyebrow. "Sorry, my parents own a construction business. I spent much time on the job sites," she said, blushing.
"It's cool; I agree he is a dick," Izuku said, smiling at her, making her blush even more.
"Well, if he comes after you, kick his ass, and then come help me with Ida." Ochaco said, "I get that he is upset with Kendo; what she did was pretty messed up, but for him to say those things are just wrong on so many levels."
"Thank you for understanding, Ochaco. I mean it; I owe some Mochi," he said.
"I'll take it," she said before she looked, her arms tucked behind her, one leg behind the other, "I don't know, maybe we can go get some this weekend, you know, get out a little bit."
"That sounds like fun," Izuku said. "But first, let's win this thing."
Her head shot up when he agreed to her plan, "We are so fucking going to win they won't even know what hit them." She said, her face shifting to pure determination.
Wow, she is fired up. He thought.
"BEGIN," All-Might called out, Ojiro sprinting down the stairs as Ochaco and Izuku entered. They didn't have to wait long as Ojiro was not trying to be quiet. The hero team just stayed on the first floor, was done up like a lobby waiting to see what set of stairs he came down. Izuku saw him appear on the right-hand side; Ochaco smiled and took off up the left-hand side. "Don't make me wait long," she said, giving him a salute as she ran off.
-Izuku vs. Ojiro-
Ojiro leaped down and found Izuku waiting for him, no green lightening like during the quirk assessment. He saw Izuku stop and take a battle stance similar to Itsukas, a form he had seen many times.
"Are you mocking me now!" Ojiro spits out.
Izuku raised his eyebrow, "Holy shit, you are an idiot; I trained in her dojo; I was her student till she moved, then I trained with her father."
"I am going to beat the truth out of you, do you understand me?" he said, froth foaming at the edge of his mouth. "I will expose you for the piece of shit you are and how you manipulated her the entire time we were together," Ojiro yelled and jumped forward, bringing his tail down in a wild attack.
Izuku stepped to the side and pivoted behind Ojiro, grabbing him by his uniform, throwing him over his shoulder, and crashing to the floor. Izuku danced back, keeping himself light on his feet instead of following up on his attack. "Is that the best you can do?" he said. "Entire time you were together? Buddy, I didn't know you existed until after she returned."
"You lie," he roared, getting to his feet and charging in again; recklessly, he threw an elbow which missed, and he tried to follow up with a spinning back fist; Izuku ducked under, executing a perfect hip toss, but this time he followed up with a sharp punch to Ojiro's stomach before backing off again.
"I was over a hundred miles away, could only talk to her while she was in town if that, and even if what you are saying is true, how crappy of a boyfriend do you have to be for me to be able to manipulate her with a few texts a day and maybe one phone call every other week."
"I will end you!" Again he rushed in with a thrust kick this time, but when Izuku dodged, Ojiro used his tail to smack him in the gut sending Izuku tumbling back. He jumped again, this time attempting to smash Izuku with his knee. Izuku kipped up and landed a spinning back kick, drawing blood on Ojiro.
"I will say this once; I didn't know about you; I didn't steal Itsuka away. She came to help me after the woman I loved died, her best friend, and we both learned about Inari."
"Loved? You didn't even know about your CUM PET!" Everything froze.
-Observation Room-
The intensely personal conversation was blaring over the speakers, and at that moment, everyone froze, completely flabbergasted at what Ojiro had just said. No one saw All-Might fist clench so hard that he almost drew blood from his palm.
"If Izuku doesn't kick his ass, I am going to beat him into next week," Momo said between clenched teeth.
"Somebody better get him out of there." Everyone turned as it was Bakugo's voice that rang out. "Ojiro is about to get taught a lesson about what happens when you say the wrong thing to Midoriya. Especially when it's about someone he loves." He said and absently traced the scar by his eye.
-Izuku vs. Ojiro-
At that moment, Izuku stopped dead; Ojiro ran and threw the most potent punch at Izuku's face, only for Izuku to catch it. Green lightning raced over his body; his eyes began to glow an electric green.
There is a saying, "Beware of Still Water, Beware the Silent Man, Beware the Dog that Does Not Bark."
Izuku went silent; all that was heard was Ojiro's scream as his hand was crushed in Izuku's grip. Ojiro flailed wildly, his punches having no effect. Izuku punched him in the ribs, breaking them, then nonchalantly tossed him aside. With his broken hand, Izuku calmly walked over. Ojiro stumbled to his feet, fear coursing through him. He panicked and lashed out with his tail; Izuku caught it, driving his elbow down. Another sickening crack rang out. Then Izuku took in both hands and hefted Ojiro into the sky, slamming him back down, again, again and again. The darkness of unconsciousness pulled the tail user into the sweet darkness when Izuku finally spoke. "When you wake up, you get one chance to make this right. Should you fail, then this will seem like I hit you with pillows."
"He is alive," he said, "but you should send the medical immediately."
"OJIRO MASHIRAO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED"
Izuku raced off in a blur up the stairs, clearing them in one leap; as he touched the wall, he pushed off and ascended faster. "Ochaco, where are you?"
"Top Floor, Ida was monologuing, and I gave away my position, engaged. I got him off me, but damn, his kicks are something else."
Izuku burst into the room as he saw Ida attacking Ochaco with a sidekick; he watched as Ochaco leaped over it and grabbed the back of Ida's armor, and yanked him hard into the floor, his head bouncing, blurring the speedster's vision.
"Ochaco, throw him up," Izuku shouted as he pushed off the ground, cracking it and propelling himself to the ceiling; Ochaco saw him move, negated Ida's gravity, and threw him straight up. She then turned and dashed for the bomb.
"GRAVITY MISSILE!" Izuku roared as he pushed off the ceiling and came crashing down into Ida, driving him almost through the floor and knocking him out cold.
Ochaco slid, grabbing the bomb to her chest.
"TENYA IDA IS ELIMINATED THE HERO TEAM WINS!"
Ochaco set the bomb down and walked over, "You have a move called Gravity MISSILE?"
Izuku blushed, "No, I made that up on the spot. You negated his gravity, and I was coming down like a missile; it works." He said, rubbing the back of his head sheepishly.
"Did we just create a team-up super move mid-fight?" she said, blushing a little.
"I think we just did," he responded, extending his fist for a fist bump, "Gravity Missile?"
"Fucking Gravity Missile," she said, completing the fist bump.
They waited for the medical squad to arrive to collect Ida before they made their way out.
"Did he say what I think he said," Ochaco asked, referring to Ojiro?
"He did, and I made him regret those words," Izuku said coldly.
"Good; if you didn't, others would be lining up to do so," Ochaco said as they stepped into the observation room.
-Observation Room-
They were greeted with some congratulations as they entered; Momo went to Izuku.
"Are you ok?" she said, her voice full of concern.
"I am; he crossed a line. Thankfully I could pull myself back before I did the same, but slamming him around may have been a bit excessive." Izuku said, trying to smile for her.
Momo accepted that and smiled back. "No, I don't think that was too far; the thoughts running through my head were much more violent."
"ALL RIGHT, CLASS, WE NEED TO DECIDE ON AN MVP."
"Ojiro should get it for surviving that ass-kicking, holy hell," Sero said. "He deserved that shit, though."
It caused some laughter which helped to disrupt the tension in the room. Momo raised her hand. All-Might nodded at her.
"While I agree with Sero, I think the MVP should be Ida and Ochaco, Izuku could have taken Ojiro out sooner, and then he and Ochaco could have taken on Ida together. Ochaco, even though she gave her position away by laughing while Ida was monologuing, adapted and tried to use different strategies to bypass Ida. She may have been able to win it all when she slammed him down. There would have been a serious discussion of whether she could have reached the bomb before he recovered enough to stop her. Ida tried to dissuade Ojiro from what we could tell their audio wasn't up, but they seemed to be having a serious discussion."
"I agree," Izuku chimed in, "I should have dealt him sooner instead of using the grounds to carry out a grudge match."
"VERY WELL PUT, YOUNG YAOYOROZU. I AGREE THAT YOUNG URARAKA AND YOUNG IDA ARE THE MVPS NOW. THE NEXT MATCH," ALL-MIGHT BOOMED.
-The next match-
Katsuki Bakugo jerked his thumb towards the door at Mineta, "Come on, Orbs lets go," he said as the boy fell into step behind him. "If you cause us to lose, I will blast you into next week, got it."
Mineta nodded as they headed out. Momo smiled at Rikido. "Shall we take the field of battle as well?"
"Sounds good; what do you think we should do?"
"Well, I plan to give us an advantage, but I will need you to help me pull it off."
Bakugo demanded a single sentence from Mineta to explain how his quirk worked. After hearing it, he promptly told the boy to shut up.
"Listen, stay here with the bomb, throw your orbs everywhere while go handle the princess and lips."
Mineta sighed as he would be denied an opportunity to grope…he meant to grapple Momo, but it didn't seem like arguing with Bakugo would suit his health.
When the command to begin rang out, he raced out of the room and down the stairs; spotting his enemies, he leaped forward with a right hook; lips jumped back out of the way, but he was surprised when the Princess jumped ahead past Lips. He didn't have time to react when suddenly she hit him with a barrage of pellets that exploded when they contacted him.
The white powder was everywhere, clinging to him, and a familiar smell of baby powder filled his nose. He could barely dodge Lips, who burst through the cloud, now wearing goggles and a mask. He raised his hand to fire off an explosion, only to find it fizzle in his hand. Princess pegged him with larger pellets and the same explosion; he shut his eyes and stumbled back.
Rikido followed in immediately, his enhanced strength driving him forward like a bullet; Bakugo couldn't dodge this one as a straight right sent him flying down the hall. He rolled to his feet, shaking the powder from his hair, but the problem was that it clung to his body. It was absorbing the moisture off his body, namely his sweat which he needed to trigger his quirk. He landed a kick to Lips' side, narrowly dodging an overhand left, but the larger boy brushed it off instead, connecting with a mighty backhand sending Katsuki into the wall.
He tilted his head to the side to avoid another punch; using his legs, he pushed off and barreled into Lips knocking him back. As he growled in anger, he went to push his attack; that was his biggest mistake. He felt two cold metallic prongs touch the back of his neck then electricity shot through him. He screamed in pain as Momo drove a stun baton into the back of his neck; the massive voltage release immediately disabled any conscious movement.
The second strike, followed by the punch to the back of his head that bounced his face off the floor, was the end of Katsuki Bakugo. Quickly they bound him in capture tape.
"KATSUKI BAKUGO HAS BEEN ELIMINATED."
Mineta was shocked, but that meant they were coming for him. He smiled wickedly. While he may not win the exercise, we would win the war. The heroes quickly ascended the building, searching until they came to the same room where Izuku and Ochaco had battled Ida; Rikido kicked open the door it barely budged. It took some more thunderous kicks till, finally, the door gave way. That is to say, the frame did, it fell inward, and they saw a minefield of Mineta's orbs everywhere.
Momo passed Rikido a simple wooden stick in case Mineta threw more orbs at them to help keep them from getting trapped. Cautiously they navigated the field when Mineta sprang from the shadows, bouncing off his balls like a skilled trapeze artist; drool was falling from his mouth as he charged. He bounced skillfully over Rikido, arms and legs spread as he came down towards Momo.
"LUCIOUS MELONS!" he cried. Momo couldn't dodge. She had no intention to; pulling the stun baton from her hip, she held it out and braced herself, and Mineta's eyes went wide. He flailed his arms, hoping that cartoon logic would alter his trajectory; his stomach collided with the stun baton, and the last thing he saw was the Momo smirking at him as his world went black.
"MINORU MINETA HAS BEEN ELIMINATED; HERO TEAM WINS"
Momo was, of course, named MVP.
-As the rest of the matches progress-
Izuku sat and watched the remaining team fights, taking notes furiously. Kyoka had walked over and peaked over his shoulder as he was writing.
"What Cha doing their green bean?"
Izuku eeped. "Holy shit Kyoka, you scared me. Are you sure you don't have a stealth quirk?"
She laughed. "Pretty Sure. Are those notes about our quirks? Kind of creepy, dude."
"Sorry, I don't mean it to be, but quirk analysis is my passion. I love quirks. They are so interesting and can be used in so many ways."
"Well, that's nice of you, but mine isn't all that spectacular."
He turned, his eyes shining brightly, a massive smile on his face. He leaned towards her. To close, Kyoka thought.
"No way you used it to scout the room makes you great at recon. You channeled your heartbeat. That was way cool." He flipped open to her page. "I bet if you added a mask with your vocal training, you could emit some crazy powerful sonic screams. Since I figure you are amplifying the sound pump through your speakers more than they can do alone. If you could figure out a way to modulate your heartbeat, you could do even more damage with your attack; hell, with the sonics, it would be kind of like President Mic, but if you could modulate your voice, I bet you could fly. See, there was this old comic…."
Kyoka poked him with her jack to get his attention. "All right, slow down, Izuku. Now go over this again."
They spent the remainder of the testing reviewing his notes; slowly, Ochaco came over with Momo to listen in.
" I will put in the request for the mask. That is pretty cool, Izuku."
"Do you think I can do more with my quirk Izuku?" Ochaco asked.
"Of course, if you can remove gravity from an object, why not be able to increase it…."
-Girls Locker Room-
The girls were in the changing room chatting away. When Ochaco and Kyoka started talking about what Izuku had said and how it had changed their thoughts about their quirks, they were anxious to try it. The other girls started asking questions, prompting them to wonder what Izuku had in his notebook about them.
Kyoka smiled slyly. "Yea, it was cool. You should see all the stuff he had about Momo and those pictures he drew. Hot Damn. I wish someone would draw me like that."
Momo blushed. "I did not know those were in there. I was just as surprised as you were, Kyoka."
"So, you liked it then?" Kyoka responded.
"It was very flattering," Momo said.
"So, what is the deal with you two? Do you like him or something?" Mina asked. Her relationship sense was tingling.
"I like him as a friend, and I respect him as a person," Momo said. "I met him and Inari not long after I moved here, and after doing so, how could I not like him? You see how he is with her. It's adorable."
"It is adorable," Ochaco agreed. "I was so surprised to hear he was a single father, but he seems to have a handle on it."
"He has worked very hard, Kero," Tsu added. "My mother was his case worker, always telling me how hard he worked. You have to respect the dedication."
"So, do you have romantic feelings for him," Mina asked again.
Before Momo could answer, Kyoka shushed everyone and crept towards the wall they shared with the boy's locker, slipping on her shirt.
-Boys Locker Room-
"Oh, thank you, upperclassman, Dudes, there is a peephole over here; I can't wait to see the luscious Momo or Mina and Ochaco," Mineta said in a husky voice as drool leaked out the corner of his mouth.
"Wasn't that your downfall during the exam?" Denki asked. "But, no shit, there is a peephole?" Denki said.
"Dude, you're not going to peek, are you?" Eijiro said.
"That is not very becoming of a hero Mineta," Ida said. "You should exercise some self-control."
"Dude, don't you want to take a peek," Mineta said, wiping some drool away.
"No, I am a gentleman," Ida replied. "This action is not very becoming of a hero."
"Whatever, dude, I will get an eyeful for some serious frap material later. Denki? Sero?"
"Well, I mean, if it's there, I would be offensive not to, right?." Denki said. "Sero?"
"I mean, if it's there," Sero replied.
"This is the action of delinquents, and you should not proceed," Fumi said.
"Just because the rest of you are bitches," Mineta said, "Don't you understand on the other side of this hole are Mina and Ochaco's luscious curves, Tsu's salacious thighs, Kyoka's tight ass, and the mountains of mammaries that is Momo. I will not disrespect them by not spying on them. The gods demand it." His fist over his heart drool pouring from his mouth, Denki and Sero saluting him.
Mineta turned, ready to gaze upon heaven, when his eyelids snapped shut, and he couldn't open them. A locker slammed hard, leaving a dent. Green lightning pouring off the culprit. With a twisting motion of his hand, Mineta spun around, a green glow around his eyes; his eyes were forced open as Izuku stalked across the room.
"Hey Mineta, remember when I told you about my quirk and how it works better on smaller things, it works incredibly good on things the smaller they are, like your eyeballs. I could rip them out your head with ease or your corneas; hell, I could even pull the fluid out of your eyes. I have friends over there, and more so, those are our classmates; if you three try to peep at them, I will carry out my threats with glee. I think I proved this point yesterday when I was willing to get expelled for what I believe. Nod your head if you understand me." Mineta did so. "Denki, Sero, get out and take him with you."
"Hey, Kyoka?" he yelled.
"We heard Izuku; Momo has already plugged up this side. And thanks, dude."
"No problem, I am going to see Cementos and pick up Inari; I will start dinner tonight when we get back to the dorms."
"Ok, is there anything we can do to help?" she called back.
"If you guys could shred the cheese in the fridge, dice up the onions, and cook the pasta, I was going to make homemade mac and cheese with hamburger steaks."
"You got it, Izuku," Kyoka called back.
"THERE IS SO MUCH GODDAMN BABY POWDER," KATSUKI YELLED FROM THE SHOWERS
-The Girls Locker Room-
"He is a decent guy," Mina said. "Kid or not, he keeps this up. I may have to ask him out." She said with a laugh.
Momo hid her frown well, she didn't know why that comment bothered her, but it just did. She didn't know much about Mina, but the thought of her asking Izuku out and him saying yes hurt her stomach. Instead, she finished making the temporary wall repairs and dressed.
"I think I will let Midnight sensei know what happened in case that perv tries to spin the story against Izuku. Can you girls manage the dinner prep?"
Ochaco smiled, "It is pretty basic stuff, Momo; I am sure we can handle it," she said with a grin. Momo nodded and left.
"So, Ochaco, want to explain how you asked Izuku out on a date this weekend," Toru said as she wrapped her arms around the gravity girl's waist. Ochaco blushed, hiding her face with her hands.
The girls nodded. Momo smiled, finishing her repairs and getting dressed. "I think I will go let Midnight Sensei know what almost happened. In case that perv tries to spin the story against Izuku. Can you guys manage the prep for him?"
Ochaco smiled. "It's shredding cheese and some noodles. We should be good."
With that, Momo left.
-Izuku-
As Izuku walked out of Cementos office, he saw Itsuka waiting. "Hey Itsuka, what's up? Everything ok?"
"For the most part, nothing I cannot handle. I just wanted to check on you. Are you on your way to get Inari?"
"I am. Would you care to join me?"
"That would be nice, so what happened yesterday? I heard your homeroom teacher got fired," Itsuka said as they headed toward the daycare.
"Yea," he rubbed the back of his head. "I may have led a revolt yesterday."
"What?"
"Well, you see…" One explanation later.
"Only you," she said, rubbing the bridge of her nose.
"How did you know where I was, btw?" he asked as the question dawned on him.
"I bumped into your class and asked where you were; that Jiro girl gave me a brief version of what happened, and here I am. I never expected you for the bad boy."
"Huh? Wait, when did I become a bad boy?"
"Leading revolts, threatening classmates, next thing you know, you'll be riding a motorcycle and smoking."
He laughed. "I have my nice safe SUV; I don't think Inari would approve of me smoking. I am all good."
"So how you are feeling, btw, not class but in here," she pointed to her heart and head.
"All right, I caught myself checking out a girl the other day, I kind of felt like shit for it, but I talked it over with Hound Dog and felt a bit better after."
"What did he say, if you don't mind me asking?"
"It was good for me, showing me I am not dead. I would not act on anything. I know that Suijin wouldn't want me to be alone for the rest of my life, but I feel conflicted. I MUST SOUND STUPID like I am moving on too quickly."
"It's not stupid, Izuku, you are healing, and part of that healing process is noticing members of the opposite sex; as long as you aren't dragging a different girl to bed every night, I am sure it is healthy."
"I miss the connection part the most and touching. Hugs and kisses, I miss those so much."
"Well, I have an endless supply of hugs, but if you want kisses, you must wine and dine me, mister." She said with a laugh. Not really, but…
"I will keep that in mind," he replied, joining her in a laugh. "Do you want to join us for dinner?"
"Depends what's on the menu, chef?"
"Well, tonight we will be dining on the cheese noodles of the homemade variety and hamburger steaks."
"Will there be apple juice?"
"Do you think her majesty would accept anything less?"
"Fair point."
-That night-
Midnight put Mineta, Denki, and Sero on first and last warnings and sentenced them to cleaning duty. Ojiro had been absent since the battle trials, as he didn't show up for dinner either. He might have been in his room, but he didn't answer when they knocked. Momo took some delight in filling Itsuka in on what happened during the battle trial as the two girls played with Inari while Izuku was cooking.
"He called her what?" Itsuka said through grit teeth. Momo leaned in and whispered it. "That mother fucker!"
Luckily Inari was too focused and coloring to hear their exchange. "Itsuka!" Momo whispered, pointing at Inari, causing Itsuka to blush.
"Izuku dealt with him, I assure you," Momo said.
The class sat and ate together before some drifted to their rooms to do homework. Itsuka returned to her dorm after kissing Inari, with some leftovers to share with her classmates. As the video games fired up in the main common room, Izuku gathered Inari to head to their room.
"I thought you were going to do your homework?" Ochaco asked as she dried the last of the dishes.
"I am; it's just too much out here, so I am going to head to my room, throw on a movie for Inari and do it there."
"Mind if I join you? I could use some help." Ochaco said.
"Me too," Jiro added.
"If it were not too much trouble, my dark twin would like to join so he may partake in the movie with the Lady Inari," Fumi asked. "I am not averse to joining the impromptu study group either."
"You guys are all welcome; Momo, you want in?"
"Sounds like a good opportunity to get to know each other better," Momo said with a smile.
It was a lovely night, Inari had great fun watching the movie with Dark Shadow, and it was nice to have friends. He wasn't sure they were all friends quite yet, but they were moving there. Inari would run over to see what they were doing before returning to her movie. Izuku sent her to get her pajamas, and the little girl ran over and demanded that Momo help her. The little girl was delighted when Ochaco offered to braid Inari's hair for her. The group enjoyed the good night hugs and kisses from the princess, especially Dark Shadow. The group sat silently as father and daughter engaged in their nightly ritual. Some hearts might have fluttered hearing the soft lullaby from the other room.
Now it's time to say good night.
Good night sleep tight
Now the sun turns out his light.
Good night sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me.
Dream sweet dreams for you.
Close your eyes, and I'll close mine.
Good night sleep tight
Now the moon begins to shine.
Good night sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me.
Dream sweet dreams for you.
Close your eyes, and I'll close mine.
Good night sleep tight
Now the sun turns out his light.
Good night sleep tight
Dream sweet dreams for me.
Dream sweet dreams for you.
Good night good night, everybody
Everybody everywhere
Good night.
He stepped out of the room, closing the door quietly and turning on the monitor. "Beatles, Goodnight?" Kyoka asked.
"Yea, I am surprised you know them." He replied.
"Music is kind of my thing; my parents are big into pre-quirk stuff, especially my dad. Me, it's all about Deep Dope." She said.
"They are dang good."
"You know them," she said, a little shocked.
"Oh yea, Suijin introduced them to me, and I fell in love with them, especially Kenji; that guy can play."
"Yea, he is so sick." She said, twirling a jack around her finger.
"Do you know what they are talking about, Momo?" Ochaco asked.
"Music and a guitar playing, I guess. But I am not familiar with Deep Dope, though I have heard of the Beatles; they cannot compare to Queen." She said with a smirk.
Soon favorite bands were being thrown out, and then movies. The group sat and talked before time caught up with them, and they had to excuse themselves to head off to bed. Izuku set about his night tasks to ensure everything was taken care of before he returned to his room. A quick check on Inari found the little girl awake, squeezing her All-Might plushie.
"What are you doing up, princess?"
"Sleep with you." She said with a pout.
"As You Wish."
-1-B Dorms-
Itsuka walked in to find her classmates finishing dinner, she noticed that Jurota and Neito were missing, but she couldn't care less. Setting her tray of leftovers down, she looked around at her classmates.
"Ok, what the hell is some of your guy's problems with me? I have been getting side eyes from some of you since I moved in, and I want to know what the fuck is going on?" she said as the room froze.
"Language!" Ibara snapped back, "While I would be loath to do this in front of the class, I can hold my tongue no longer. You are a fornicator and perpetrator of sin; I find your presence here offensive."
"You're just not a good person," Yosetsu added.
"No, you are all wrong!" Kinoko said, coming to Itsuka's aid which surprised her some.
"Not that it is any of your business Ibara but I have never had sex, and what sin are you talking about? And fuck you, Yosetsu, you don't even know me." She fired back.
"They are talking about how you dumped Ojiro in 1-A and went off to fuck that Izuku guy," Togaru said. "I could care less, but you do you," Togaru added.
"Yes, Jurota told us about it on our first night here," Reiko said. "But Kinoko defended you, as I had not met you. I had no reason to pass judgment, but they seem to harp on this, especially Neito and Jurota."
"Yup," Yui added, taking a bit of her pudding.
"Oh, for fucks sake," Itsuka said. "Listen and listen good, especially you Ibara and you Yosetsu. I dated a guy longer than I should have and broke up with him after finding out my best friend was DEAD. Izuku is my other best friend, and they were together; yes, they had sex, and she got pregnant. He never knew until she DIED. He called me and told me that my best friend was dead and left behind a kid as I was breaking up with Ojiro. Ojiro has this narrative that Izuku and I had some torrid romance going on or that as soon as Izuku called, once again, so you all fucking understand this that my BEST FRIEND WAS DEAD that I ran home to fuck Izuku. I came home to help him and to look after my goddaughter.
If that is a sin, then guilty as charged. I should have only broken up with Ojiro sooner as I didn't feel for him as he did for me. And as far as Izuku goes, he didn't even know about Ojiro till I came home. If you fucking call him a sinner or fornicator, Ibara, I will slap that vine off your head. He is a good guy raising a daughter independently, providing for her financially, and training her to be a hero. Yosetsu, if you are going to judge people off of stories, you can go fuck right off. I will not talk about this again, I want to try and move past this, and I hope we can be friends. Now the container has homemade mac n cheese, which is fantastic if anyone wants some. GOODNIGHT!" she said, heading towards the stairs. "Oh, and one more thing, if any of you mother fuckers say anything derogatory about my goddaughter, I guarantee you that you will be waking up in the medical wing."
The room was silent for a minute after Itsuka's outburst.
"That was manly as fuck!" Tetsu said.
"I like her," Set said with a grin.
*Authors Note*
The only concern I have is that I may have went to far with Ojrio in this chapter. I will lead that for you to tell me, but I tried rewriting that scene a few times and just didn't like the alternatives.
I know the peeping scene was earlier than cannon but what the hec its a fanfic with Izuku having a daughter.
Of course thank you all for not only giving me some of your time but your reviews, likes and favoites.
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Guest- Aizawa hate is the most brain dead opinion to have. It makes no sense and really says a lot about you as a person.
I have no idea what that says about me as a person but if you don't like my version of him in this story check out some of my others I try to change up how I portray him everytime but you might want to avoid Quirkless 1-B.