Shout out to YuGiOh! 5D's, aka the best YuGiOh! by a mile and a half (Ha, mile cause they are on bikes lmao). Yusei Fudo still in my top 5 protagonists of all time.
So the song for today's chapter is the second opening for it, aka Last Train (Atarashii Asa).
Anyway's let's get on with it.
Summary:
You fool, you fell for it! You fell for my trap card, which means one thing only. You need to die-, Ahem, I mean it's me Sora telling you to enjoy what will come up. A little bit of this, a little bit of that and some spice thrown in. One things for sure - Clench your bellies cause' your asshole is gonna sting full of shit.
"What's it like learning from All Might?" A reporter asked me.
The microphone was directly held under my mouth.
I sighed heavily, this was getting annoying. I even came to school earlier than usual to avoid another detention, only to be greeted with a pack of hungry reporters. I watched how Izuku, Uraraka and Iida dealt with the reporters, all in various different ways. The media's nickname of being vulture's actually made sense now as I gulped.
"Uhm... hi mum!" I nervously said to the camera.
"What are your thoughts on All Might as a teacher?" Someone asked me.
"All Might is cool, yeah, he's pretty cool. Very cool, probably one of the coolest of them all, but Aizawa-sensei is definitely cooler-," I was yanked by the neck as the man who I had just named was shooing off the reporters very easily.
"All Might is off today. You are interrupting classes so please leave," Aizawa was in his natural element, channelling his inner hobo tendencies to make anything look unappealing, but I was grateful. "Please. Just leave and never return again. Or else the school will take legal action against you for harassing minors. How's that for a new headline story?"
Haha!
Yeah!
I watched as the reporters all left grumbling in annoyance.
Deserved.
That was until Aizawa turned around and glared at me for a solid minute.
"Uhm... are you good, sensei?" I asked in confusion. "Did I do something wrong…?"
"Yesterday, I waited for you to show up for your detention at lunch time. You decided not to show, would you care to give an excuse?"
I thought for a moment, what would be a good excuse?
"It would be irrational if I told you," I replied with a grin. "Sorry sir, maybe we can do the detention today?"
He studied me for a moment before rolling his eyes.
"You're giving me extra work, kid. And I really don't appreciate this irrational behaviour. Take it seriously and curb your sarcasm, or else you'll get curbed."
I blinked... did he just threaten to kill me?
"...Are you going to kill me?"
"Take it how you will, get inside now. I have a surprise for the class today," Aizawa told me with a small smile. I nodded in response, following him inside the school as I wondered what the surprise could be?
Naturally I already knew, it was the announcement of the USJ trip, right? I mean it had to be. I left him as he dealt with the remaining reporters who tried to follow us inside - Something Aizawa dealt with by shutting the doors on them completely.
I was speechless as he walked past me, as if nothing had just happened, was he a psycho or something? What if someone had been caught up in those doors? That would have been a painful death.
"Yamazaki stop fantasising over death or else I'll actually put you down myself," Aizawa told me strictly, and I immediately stood up straight and cleared my throat. Was it hot in here? Yeah, the weather was warmer than usual. Or maybe it was the humidity? Musatafu was an urban area after all-, "Oi, I said hurry up. Don't make me repeat myself. I hate repeating myself, kid."
I stood up straighter as I walked as fast as I could.
"Yes, sir!" I responded. "Of course, sir!"
Eventually we reached the classroom, everyone else already inside chatting excitedly about the reporters.
"Oh, I wonder if they are going to interview us-, Oh hey everyone look, So-chan arrived on time!" Mina Ashido shouted rather lightly. "Hiya, So-chan! I bet you met the reporters, right? That's why you're late."
I glanced at the clock and sighed.
Damn, it was a few minutes past nine.
"So-chan?" I asked amused, the corners of my mouth twitching upwards. "Please don't tell me you're talking to me."
"Yeah, that's your nickname. The cold, and unbelievably cool So-chan."
I snickered at the name.
"Yeah, no. Please, just call me Sora, no extra suffix or anything. Please."
Ashido shook her head at me, sticking her tongue out at me as she replied, "Not until you call me Mina-,"
"Okay Mina please don't call me So-chan!" I interrupted her. "Mina, I'm begging you."
God, that was such a stupid nickname, imagine if someone overheard and decided for it to be my hero name? 'So-chan saves the day once again!' or 'So-chan and Deku making the dream team!' Just the mere thought of the name made me physically sick to my core.
"What's wrong with So-chan?" An unbelievably sarcastic voice called out. Jiro, smirking at me as she said, "I think it rather suits you."
Before I could reply, Kaminari beat me to the punch as he disagreed.
"Nah. So-chan strips away all the masculinity he has, at that point he might as well commit seppuku," I clapped Kaminari on the back rather hard. "Ow. You don't have to be mean to me, So-chan! I'm just pointing out the obvious!"
"Gee Kaminari, yeah why don't we commit seppuku together huh Den-chan?" I said to him as he winced. "I'll spill my guts if you spill yours. In fact, why don't we do it together? But you go first, someone will have to clean up the mess you'll make."
"Oi, I was on your side you git! But now that you mention it, maybe these lovely ladies were correct in naming you So-chan. That slap on my back was rather pathetic-," I slapped Kaminari on the back again, this time harder, causing him to groan in pain. "OW! Could you stop that, So-chan? You hit like a girl, you know that?"
I growled, "Maybe I should hit your face, how about then?"
Kaminari merely scoffed as he tilted his head sideways, as if he was trying to be a gangster, or a shitty Yakuza clone. The only issue was that it was Kaminari who was trying to be a hard ass, and well…
He was anything but that.
"Huh? A true man's glory is his face, if you attack my face I'll be forced to retaliate you know, are you sure you can handle the heat-,"
He was cut off however when Mineta asked, "I thought you said a man's pride was his dick length?" Kaminari spluttered as he couldn't come up with a response as Mineta moved in for the kill. "Furthermore, you said that you would call these ladies 'lovely' only to make an impression, not because you liked them."
I tried to hide my smirk behind my hands as the two started bickering, much to the dismay of Ashido, Yaoyorozu and Jiro who looked disgustedly at the pair, before accusing me with their eyes.
I put my hands up in defence, "I don't control what they say or do! They are just my friends, honest."
That was before Kaminari gripped my left shoulder, and Mineta, while standing on one of his balls to appear taller, gripped my right shoulder.
"What was that So-chan?" Kaminari threatened. "Do we really need to air what you say out to the public?
"Yeah," Mineta added with a grin, "Didn't you say you liked the skin tight costumes yesterday on the group chat?"
I gulped. That-,
Wait, WHAT group chat?!
I wasn't in a group chat with Kaminari and Mineta.
"Ew, boys," Jiro complained as she dragged the two other girls away. "So anyways, as I was saying - If you want to get into-,"
…
…
"Oh man, you blew it!" Mineta complained as he sat down next to me, sighing loudly. "All you had to do was not sell us out, but you're a freakin' traitor! The pair of you! Tsk. I can't believe it. And to think I called you two my friends!"
"Nah man, you sold me out first you little cunt!" Kaminari replied, which caused Mineta to throw his pencil at the blonde boy. "Hey, don't get violent because all you can think about is women! There's more to life than that, dumbass!"
"Oh come off it, we all know that your dorky face draws all the chicks away!"
Kaminari frowned as he responded by throwing the pencil back at Mineta. "Oh yeah? Well your unfunny and perverse commentary makes them feel uncomfortable!" Kaminari told him with a grin.
Mineta screamed in anger, "Oh-ho, I'll have you know that the chicks love my jokes! IF it wasn't for my height then I'd get double the amount of chicks you do!"
Kaminari rolled his eyes in response.
"There we go, blaming your height like a preschooler. And like a preschooler, you don't know simple multiplication, zero multiplied by two is still zero!"
Both Mineta and I looked at each other before bursting into laughter at the blonde boy as he realised what he had just said. What the fuck was that supposed to mean?! I barely managed to hide my laughter as Aizawa strolled into the room and our conversations died down, he tried to keep a straight face but even he was tired from having to deal with the reporters.
And I couldn't blame the man.
"Uhm-, I mean-, Well-,"
Kaminari tried to say as he was cut off by Aizawa coughing.
"Ahem. Now that I have your attention, I would like to say a few things," Our homeroom teacher began. "I've looked over your grades and evaluations from yesterday's battle trial, and on the whole most of you did fine. However, there are some of you who felt the need to go above and beyond what they're capable of - In terms of stupidity."
Some members of the class broke out into small whispers. Aizawa had already spoken to me yesterday about it so I didn't focus too much on it.
"Bakugo, grow up already and stop wasting your talent," Aizawa harshly told him, and for once the blonde boy actually nodded, although he seemed pissed while doing so. "And... it seems that you ended up in the hospital again Midoriya, yet again with another broken arm. Learn to control your Quirk, and fast, because trying won't allow you to cut it. I hate having to repeat myself, but you do have potential. Assuming that you can overcome this challenge, Midoriya."
The green haired boy nodded at his, more determined than ever before.
Of course he'd overcome the challenge!
He's freakin' Deku after all-,
"Oh and one more thing," Aizawa said, cheekily smiling at me evilly. "Yesterday, Yamazaki purposefully didn't attend the detention I set up for him. So I would much appreciate it if today at lunch time, or after school you remind him to attend. By force if necessary, just to ensure he isn't being irrational."
…
Motherfucker-,
Iida jumped out of his seat as he bowed deeply, glaring at me.
"Yes Aizawa-sensei, I will ensure Yamazaki attends your detention! I will personally shadow him for the entire day!" I groaned. What kind of point was he trying to prove, that he's a sadist? "Don't look at me like that, Yamazaki! Not going to your detentions sets a bad example! You are meant to be a role model for the younger generation, as a Hero we have images to keep up! And U.A. has an important one! It cannot be seen endorsing delinquent attitudes-,"
Yap, yap, yap, yap.
I tuned the boy out as I turned to glare at my friends.
Mineta and Kaminari snickered at my expense as I flipped them off. Tch. God damn traitors. Even Iida grew tired of preaching to a brick wall as he sat down, not before making it known loudly how much he detested my behaviour.
Like I gave a shit.
"...Now, onto homeroom business," Aizawa said, as bored as ever. "Sorry for the sudden announcement, but today..."
The whole class leaned forward. I knew we were going to the USJ, but I didn't expect it to be today? Wait no, the villains use the reporters as a scheme to get into the school, meaning it can't be today.
So then what was it, a pop quiz?
"...You'll pick a class president."
Huh?
Huh?!
CHAPTERrrrrrr
T E Nnnnnn
'School is a metaphor for society being a prison'
Class… president?
I looked around to see other people's reactions. Mineta was deep in thought, but had a devilish smirk on his face. The kind which reminded me of an old cartoony villain, scheming away as they plot to destroy the world. Or in Mineta's case, probably something to do with girls. I couldn't blame him, I suppose I'll have to watch his career in great interest. Some girls, like Ashido and Yaoyorozu, were chattering excitedly about the prospect of being class president.
Now, if Yaoyorozu was class president, I wouldn't mind getting in trouble as long as she disciplines me-,
Ahem.
Yaoyorozu seemed like she would be a good fit. She was the studious type who wouldn't allow a single member in the class to fall back on their studies, but she also seemed to be extremely fair from the conversations I had with her thus far.
On the other side of the spectrum, Iida was furiously trying to get everyone's attention as he pushed his glasses up. He too was a serious candidate, unfortunately he would not be getting my vote due to various reasons.
The first was that he was too much of a rule stickler. I mean, I rather liked him from what I remember, but that was after his whole arc with... with... Soap? Yeah, I think the vigilante is called Soap.
"Attention class," Iida shouted. "If I may have your attention for a second. Leading the many is a task of heavy responsibility. But, ambition does not equate to ability! This sacred office demands the trust of its constituents, if this is to be a democracy then I put forward the motion that our leader must be chosen by election."
I deadpanned at Iida. This was a classroom, not congress.
What the fuck was he waffling about?!
However, frog girl and Kirishima raised some excellent points.
"But Iida, we haven't known each other long enough to build any trust, kero," Asui said. "...How can we really trust voting when we've only had a few conversations with everyone? It hardly seems fair, kero."
Kirishima added, "Yeah, plus won't people just vote for themselves?"
Correction: Only sad people vote for themselves.
However Iida did not back down from their objections. "That's precisely why anyone who manages to earn multiple votes will be the best suited individual for the job!" Iida replied confidently, chopping the air with his arm much like a robot. "It means that the entire class within the first few days of getting to know each other has already decided to see the other student as trustworthy enough to be a class president! First impressions matter, of course!"
Iida then turned to Aizawa-sensei, who was wrapped up in his yellow hobo-mobile, the weird thing called a sleeping bag.
"However you do it, make it quick," Aizawa whispered. "Until then, I'll… Have a nap."
…
Was he being for real?!
Tsk.
"Alright," I said, clapping my hands to get everyone's attention. "Why don't all the people who want to run give a brief speech to make sure we get a good idea of how it'll be run. A minute or two just to outline what your campaign would be for or something."
Iida nodded, clicking his fingers in response.
"That's a great idea, Yamazaki. Alright. Who wants to go first?"
Suddenly, practically everyone's hands shot up as they shouted at Iida to pick them. I snorted, this was exactly why I would never run for a position like class president. There were too many candidates - Too many better candidates than myself - All with conflicting ideas on how to run the class.
See, I had a feeling that my ideas on the position were too radical for me to get voted in, not to mention only the most popular people won. In middle school I never won the elections to become the class president, even before I became a 'delinquent'. I didn't get a single vote other than Miwa who voted for me since I was her brother, or one time I even voted for someone myself… That was a dark time.
"Oh, uhm okay, I'll go first!" Iida said. Ah, the classic approach of going first to set the tone. "If I' am chosen as class president-,"
Uraraka suddenly cut in cheerfully, "Yeah, you would be great! You have the glasses and everything!"
Iida nodded, the wind slightly taken out of his sails.
"Well, yes, but me having glasses has no correlation to me becoming class president. Moving on-,"
Ding Ding!
I just had a brilliant idea.
"Oi, oi. Iida, how long have you worn glasses?" I asked.
The entire class turned their attention towards me, even Aizawa-sensei pretended to be asleep but I could see him lazily turning his eyes to face me. I tried to keep my composure as I stood up, placing both my palms on the table as if I were Phoenix Wright.
"Since I can remember, why do you ask?"
I grinned, "Because I'm wondering if non-humans can be entered as class president!" I yelled, pointing accusingly at him!
"Non...human?" Iida asked, confused. "...Eh?!"
"What do you mean, Iida's a human right?" Uraraka asked me, her eyes widening.. Ah, the simple creatures known as humans. "What are you trying to get at here? Do you have information that we don't?"
"Tsk, tsk. Think, Iida - if his name is actually Iida - Said he has had his glasses since he can remember. How do we know that he needs a prescription, for all we know-,"
Uraraka gasped as she screamed-,
"IIDA IS A PAIR OF GLASSES WEARING A HUMAN?!"
…What?!
Silence descended upon the classroom as I stared right at Uraraka.
What the fuck was she waffling about?!
"H-hold on," Idda tried cutting in, his face as red as a tomato. "I assure you, I'm nothing more than just a normal-,"
I nodded at Uraraka, cutting Iida off.
"Precisely, he came from his mothers womb as a mere pair of glasses!" I made up on the spot, watching as Uraraka nodded alongside my 'theory'. "Then as time went on, his human form grew so he could blend in. His true Quirk isn't his engine legs, rather," I pointed at the glasses resting on his face, "It's them!"
You couldn't hear a pin drop as everyone pondered what they had just heard.
"That makes so much sense dude," Kaminari eventually said, his fist hitting his open palm. "I can't believe it, how could we have missed this the entire time?"
Mineta nodded, humming to himself.
"Yeah, it totally puts into perspective as to why Iida is so strict. He just wants to fit in as a pair of glasses."
Ashido bobbed her head excitedly - "Don't worry glasses-kun, we accept you! You can show us your true form, we can all be friends here!"
Tokoyami chimed in too, "I see. A man with a similar situation to mine," He added mysteriously.
Eventually the whole class devolved into mindless chatter as Iida stood at the front speechless. Even Todoroki was talking slightly seriously, which was kinda cool.
Alas I saw Aizawa staring at me intently, I suppose he figured out my true power. The ability to discuss something so absurd, something so insane that it brings people together.
"I'm a human," Iida cried. "I'm a human, not a pair of glasses!"
"That's something only a pair of glasses pretending to be a human would say," I replied. Many people agreed with my statement. "I think to honour his glasses, we should make it so the glasses itself is in the running for class president."
Uraraka raised her hand up at that!
"Yeah, glasses-kun should run, my vote is going to go for glasses-kun!"
Iida in a fit of rage took off his glasses as he laid them on the board. "See! If I was a pair of glasses wearing a human, wouldn't I be dead by now?"
I shook my head at him, wagging my finger at his mere human logic.
"Glasses-kun has evolved, he's become independent of you now Iida! This classroom is a safe-space for him, we recognise him as a human, just like the rest of us," The glasses didn't reply to my statement. "...Whenever Glasses-kun feels comfortable, of course. This is a judgement free zone. We're all friends here, so whenever Glasses-kun wants to reveal himself - or herself - to us, we'll be waiting patiently."
"IT CAN'T TALK!" Iida shouted at me furiously, gripping the podium with enough force to snap it in half. "GLASSES-KUN DOESN'T EXIST! MY GOD, I CAN'T BELIEVE ALL OF YOU ARE ACTUALLY FALLING FOR-,
Aizawa-sensei placed a hand on Iida's shoulder, sighing to himself.
"Calm down. If the students here want to vote for your glasses, then allow them. A good class president would listen to them."
Iida regained his composure as he breathed in and out.
"Yes, that's right! A class president must be able to listen to their fellow pupils! …Alright, I'll allow my glasses to make a speech."
"Not your glasses, you don't own them," Kaminari replied with a frown. "Take that back! Glasses-kun has rights too!"
Mineta added, "Yeah, you can't own people. That's like illegal."
I stroked my chin, trying my hardest not to laugh.
"Mmh, what a very astute observation Mineta. Please do be the translator for glasses-kun," I said to the boy in a elderly voice. "Yes - You are the chosen one, Minoru Mineta. Please, proceed to translate what Glasses-kun's speech is."
Iida sat down with a huff as the pair of glasses just remained flat on the podium.
Mineta hummed slightly, a small devilish grin forming on his face.
"Ah, as the translator of glasses-kun he says that in my-, his administration girls will have to show thirty centimetres of thigh-,"
An elbow from me, and a pencil thrown from Kaminari shut him up before he could do any more damage. Kaminari and I nodded at each other as we dragged the other boy back to his seat, there was no way we would be able to get away with that provision!
"What Mineta meant to say was that glasses-kun will listen to each and every one of us as he will solve our problems directly. He hopes to rely on us, as we in turn rely on him. He thanks us for recognising him as a human, and he hopes later on he can work on developing glasses to human relations in order for it to become more fair to his kind," I told the class. "And he also claims that Mineta does not speak for him and speaks the language Glasses-kun knows very poorly."
We all politely clapped at the speech.
The pair of glasses remained still and did not reply.
"Such a moving speech, I'm nearly in tears," I cried out as Kaminari comforted me. "The fact that he has to deal with d-discrimination is so moving. I already know who I'm going to vote for!"
Iida was torn on either glaring or trying to hit me as he retrieved his glasses, putting them back on.
"Erm, yes. That was quite enlightening. Now, if I can continue-,"
I cut him off, waving his speech off
"Okay, looks like I'll go next," I cut him off, pushing Iida back to his seat. "You already had your turn beforehand, then glasses-kun made his inspiring speech. Looks like I'm next."
Iida tried to protest, but unfortunately with the combined efforts of Kaminari, who wanted to hear what I had to say, and the rest of the class who just wanted to rush it so they could do their speech earlier.
"So," I began. "My name is Sora Yamazaki. I propose the following. If you vote for me, I'll try to ruin your lives as much as possible! First of all, I'll try to replace the food which is sold to us at the cafeteria with sweets only, secondly I'll try to replace most of our homeroom lessons with nap time to ensure that we get as much sleep as possible. And thirdly, which is the most important one, everyone in our class will be in their hero costumes for as long as possible so we can get used to them."
Yaoyorozu put her hand up.
"Uhm, most of that is impossible to do without the principal's help. How will deal with Nezu?" She asked me.
"Oh it's very simple," I replied. "I propose that we kill the rat."
Silence.
"But then... wouldn't that make you a villain?" Ashido asked. "That's murder, right?"
I shook my head.
"Only if I'm caught."
Silence once again.
"Guys don't take him seriously," Jiro said as she rolled her eyes. "He loves to pull unfunny jokes like this, once I remember he pretended to not know it was his birthday so he could try to squeeze as much money from his friends and family as possible. He's probably going to mention adding a tuition fee to U.A. and then splitting the profits so that we can all retire in Tahiti or something."
…Curses!
How'd she figure out my plan already?!
"Oi! That did not happen, and I didn't get money, I got presents! You bought me a present! And I didn't know it was my birthday!" I fiercely defended myself. "As for my future plans… I am not liable to share them at the current moment! Please don't think of me any differently, think of the money we could make for swindling out the poor suckers attending this school?! This is a great business venture!"
"But… That sounds illegal!"
"But, money!" I countered. "...Think of all the money we could have? Then we could go to Vegas and double it! Triple it! We'd have more money than we'd know what to do with! And you're all throwing it away!"
"You know, you didn't deny that you make unfunny jokes like these," Jiro added with a sigh, shaking her head at me.. "C'mon, Sora. At least try to pretend that you want to be class president. You're making the rest of us that actually want it look bad."
…
"Listen there are two types of people who want to be class president!" I told the class. "The ones that like to punish people and the ones that think they can win at this because they don't win at other competitions, only to find out it's a popularity contest and so after they don't get picked they fall into a deep depression and become sad at the state of the school system."
"That's oddly specific," Bakugo sneered angrily. "Seems like it comes from experience."
Ha, sadly it did.
"That's not the point here, Kaplosion, the point is that-,"
"The fuck did you just say you shitty cloud watcher?! I'll kill you!"
I waved my hands in front of me as he sat back down on his desk when Aizawa glared at him
"Ooh scaaary, I'm quaking in my shoes. Do it then if you take what you say seriously, Kaplosion."
"Yamazaki, please don't antagonise your classmates," Aizawa chastised me, shaking his head in disapproval. "That's twice in the past ten minutes, first you start your crusade against Iida. Probably in an effort to annoy him so much that he forgets to shadow you as he promised me."
Grk-,!
"Sorry Aizawa-sensei, but I genuinely do believe in glasses-kun. I believe he can run our class effectively, and I find him an invaluable member of our ecosystem, someone who we cannot live without!"
Aizawa gave me a blank look. He looked tired. Very, very tired.
"Just... sit down and try not to cause a commotion."
I saluted him as I sat back down at my desk, high-fiving Kaminari and Mineta.
"I quite liked your ideas on the costumes. But I think it should have been just the females," Mineta told me. "I really don't want to look at some guys in skin tight costumes. And I mean Midoriya, by the way. Why on Earth did he think his costume was a good idea?"
"Says the guy wearing a diaper."
"Hey! It's stylish!"
I shook my head at him, trying not to laugh.
"They would never accept it if it was just the women, that's why I said all students, to make it more fair, that's how politics works. The more moderate you are, the easier it is to get both sides in Parliament to agree with your laws."
Mineta nodded in understanding as Kaminari bowed his head down to me.
"All hail Lord Sora Yamazaki, truly a god amongst men."
"I wish. All in all, I'm just a sucker who has detention."
Eventually everyone else did their speeches, Yaoyorozu became our Class President, while the title of Vice President was split between Izuku Midoriya and Glasses-kun. It was a close call, but I managed to convince Jiro to vote for Glasses-kun, making him our Vice President.
Midoriya felt some relief as he thanked me silently, I merely nodded back at him.
Then our first period started. And then our second... and then it was break time!
I groaned, U.A. teachers really pushed you to do pages upon pages of work in class. Even I felt overwhelmed, which was a first. Usually I'd do all my work at home since it's not like I had much else to do back in middle school, but with teachers like Present Mic setting essay's with a minimum three thousand word count, it really puts things into perspective.
Maybe I couldn't coast anymore?
Eh.
I didn't care too much about my grades, with minimal revision I'd probably get near the middle of the class, more towards the lower end but that was fine. So long as I wasn't failing, I'd try not to take anything too seriously-,
"Hey man, you're gonna come to the roof with us, right?" Kaminari asked me, cutting my thoughts in half. "You told us you went there with Jiro yesterday. Might as well show us why the roof is so cool, as you put it.
I nodded as I packed up my things, shoving all the paper on my bag as I zipped it up and swung it around my shoulders.
"Yeah, just follow me. Oh, I also got a few more sweets today."
Kaminari grinned as he wrapped his arm around my shoulder while we left the classroom together.
"For real? Did you get the watermelon ones?"
I scoffed.
"Watermelon? What am I, a normie? I got the sourest ones, you can't turn back time now. You are getting five of them shoved down your throat at once."
"Five? Are you trying to kill me? I can barely take one, let alone five."
"That's a problem between you and God. Not me," I replied with a small grin. "Just, I don't know, breathe slightly more when you have them? It's just sweets. Don't overreact and you'll be fine or something."
Kaminari sighed, playfully shoving me at that.
"God? Didn't we call you a God before? SO my problem is with you."
I raised my eyebrows at that.
"Calling me a God again? Way to boost my ego, it's as if you want me to be a God."
…
Kaminari paused as his smirk was wiped away from his face as he looked at the clock.
"Oh, right. Sorry man, I just realised I had to do something. Really sorry, it's a family thing, my little sister's birthday. I forgot to send her flowers," Kaminari told me bitterly. "Since she's all the way in Saitama… Well… You know, I'll call her and go and order some flowers online so it comes to our home before she gets home. Haha."
I waved it off.
"No problem. Just don't come late to our lessons. I'll try and cover you if you're late, but you know how Aizawa is."
Kaminari smiled gratefully at me.
"Really appreciate it man."
He then ran through the hall as he pulled out his phone and started dialling, running towards the location of the bathrooms. Hm. Well, now what was I supposed to do-,
"Ah good, you're finally alone," I turned around to see Aizawa leaning on the wall with an amused look on his face.. "You are coming with me. Detention. I can't do lunch or after school today, so a part of it will be today, the rest will be after tomorrow."
Ah, because of USJ. Right, makes sense.
"Alright then, do you mind if I go to the toilet?" I asked, but he didn't reply. "C'mon sensei, I really need to take a piss-,"
He turned around as he stared at me for what seemed like the hundredth time, with the same bored eyes as ever.
"Are you done messing about? You think this is a game?" Aizawa asked me honestly. A game? "You think it's all fun and games messing about and not taking this seriously? This is a school. But you're treating this like it's a comedy routine, you understand that? Being a Hero isn't all fun, it's a serious job where people can die."
"I know that-,"
"Then stop acting like a petulant child. I excused you yesterday and the day before since you were new to the school, but this is your third day. Have you noticed that no one else in the class acts like you?"
I snorted at him.
Right, I forgot this guy hated me.
Just like my other teachers.
Tch.
"What does that have to do with anything? And it seems like you're the one constantly on my back, every time I do something you judge me harshly," I replied angrily. "Hell, why'd you even show up yesterday at the hospital wing? What were you doing, and even right now, you somehow are always around me as you give me advice. Nah. Fuck that, you're obsessed with me! Have you noticed that you don't give advice to anyone else, sensei?"
He didn't reply as he studied me, I could tell that much from his eyes alone.
"...you remind me of a friend," Aizawa eventually said with a sigh. "And old, old friend.
"Pardon?" A friend? "What the fuck did that have to do with me?"
"He died a long time ago, you see," Aizawa explained sadly. "Your actions just remind me of him. My friend died in the line of duty. Saving people, that's all he cared about, and like you he disregarded authority. I don't want to see someone else die like that, understand? When you die people will mourn. Do you understand that? This occupation isn't for those who don't take things seriously."
Yeah, I did know that... Of course I knew that. My family, friends... My old life. I knew all about grieving.
I knew all about death.
"So? People can mourn for their pet goldfish they have had for years, you have known me for three days. You are just my teacher," I told him with a sigh, and Aizawa looked like he wanted to say something, but he decided to hold his tongue. "C'mon, don't just not reply now. Aren't you my teacher, aren't you supposed to have the answers here?"
"You're a bright kid, if you died it would be a shame," Aizawa whispered. "As your teacher, it's my duty to make sure that you have the opportunity to grow. That's my role - And I'll be damned if I become the sort of adult who allows children to die."
…
I scoffed at him.
"That's it? I'm just a 'bright kid'. Why don't you come out and say exactly why you, my teacher, don't like me for some reason?"
Aizawa sighed at that.
"Then go and ask for a transfer to Class B, I'm sure you'll enjoy it there," He replied seriously. "And for the record, I neither like nor dislike any of you. You're different from the rest of your class, but that's not a bad thing. If anything, you're a refreshing student from the rest of those wide-eyed kids who think the world is a good place. I'm not a cynic, I just know that you and I view the world in similar ways. So really, if you think I'm treating you unfairly, go and transfer to another class."
I growled at him.
Like hell was I going to transfer, if I did then who would help protect them?! I knew of the future, and I changed it. It was my responsibility to ensure my mistakes don't end up killing someone I care about.
So no one else mourns for a loved one.
"I can't switch classes," I replied. "And I never freakin' will."
Aizawa raised his eyebrows at that comment.
"And why not? Why specifically do you have to be in Class A? Your friendships? You've known them for three days, they won't suffer that much. You've barely started your time here at U.A. Changing classes won't do anything."
"There are people I want to protect-,"
"Then protect them in Class B. Surely you can manage that, no? Eighth overall in Class A despite not even trying, I imagine you would be higher up in Class B, after all maybe being moved away from your friends would provide you with the incentive to take it seriously. Or maybe, a transfer to the general classes would be better suited?"
…
"No..." I tried to say. If I was in Class B, I wouldn't be able to change anything. Those visions... my friends... They'd be in danger. "No, I'm staying in Clasa A and that's final. Try and transfer me, and I swear I'll drop out. I'll become a Vigilante, even if I have to fight you, teach."
…
I wouldn't move, I wouldn't budge from anyone.
I was going to become a Hero, no matter what!
"Are you sure?" Aizawa asked me. "Being a Hero requires sacrifices, more than giving just your all. Sometimes... Sometimes it won't be enough, my old friend knew this and paid with his life. Can I say the same about you? I wonder, if the choice was between your life, or the people you care about, what would you choose?"
"Theirs," I replied without thinking. "If it meant I could protect the people I care about, I'd give up my life without thinking twice. But it won't ever have to come to that. It'll never come to that, so what's the point in talking about stupid what if's."
Aizawa scoffed at that.
"Oh, really? And how can you guarantee something like that won't happen? You aren't strong enough yet to make promises like that. You're a child. You've been in one fight, and you already think you can protect everyone."
I shrugged my shoulders at him.
"I will be strong enough. But for right now, no one man can protect everything by themselves," I said as I looked out the window. There they were. My friends, the rest of Class A. "...I can rely on them, right? I mean we're all in the same boat. They'll be relying on me, so I just got to give it my all, you know? Then when I'm strong enough to do everything alone, I'll never worry about it again."
"You'll rely on them to protect what you want?" Aizawa asked me confused. "...I don't get it."
I shook my head once more.
"They are the ones I want to protect, teach. Like a captain on a pirate ship, the crew is his responsibility, but the crew also cares for each other and their captain in turn," I explained to him. "Not to say I'm a captain, but even if I want to protect them, it's not like they are just going to roll over and die."
This was Class A, they did get through the USJ attack before, and countless other things by working together. I was wrong to think that I could do it all by myself, that simply isn't possible. We'd all be protecting each other together!
"Is that so?" Aizawa started with a small smile, something which startled me. "You have grown from the so-called 'Demon of Class-E' your middle school referred to you as."
Huh? How did he know that name?
"Naturally we requested your files from middle school, along with each and every student that had been accepted this year," Aizawa explained to me with a grin. "Your files were quite a blast to read through, it was the talk of the staff room for quite a while. Some may have interpreted your actions as simply being a bully, which made a few questions fly on whether we should accept you or not. But two specific references convinced us otherwise, one from your old homeroom and literature teacher. You'd better thank them the next time you meet."
Fujiwara-sensei...Shiyama-sensei...
"Oh and of course other student reports. I mean you did, and I quote, 'Run away with another student during a school trip'. Now naturally that made certain staff members here excited to have you on board, however as we got to the next page a student statement was written on how you helped her mend her friendship with someone. You're a good kid, Yamazaki, and if you understand that not everything can be done by you alone, then maybe you have a future here."
…
I blinked at Aizawa-sensei.
"Isn't this the same talk as yesterday?" I asked.
He shrugged his shoulders at me.
"Yesterday's lesson was about fighting along with your comrades, that working together brings greater success than working alone as you currently are. This is about trust, and so far you have said that you trust the rest of your class. These talks are only to ensure that you are not exhibiting 'anti-social' behaviours since your middle school placed a massive warning on you."
They what?!
"Oh yes, it was quite amusing. 'Yamazkaki had no proper friends for the entirety of his first and the majority of his second year. Only near the tail-end of his second year, along with all of his third year did he allow himself to be surrounded by other students.' Naturally, from the moment I saw you interact with Kaminari and Mienta, along with Jiro and Yaoyorozu I had thought you would be fine, but protocols are protocols. It wouldn't be good if a promising student felt like they didn't belong at school because they were lonely."
…
I complained loudly.
"You were just doing this cause you had to?! Then why didn't you say so? Hm? Were you trying to make my life Hell?" I screamed at him in anger. "Fuck! I thought I had to deal with another shitty teacher who hated me, instead you're a freakin' sadist piece of shit who likes to toy with his students! Argh! Fuck!"
"Language."
"I really don't fucking care anymore."
Aizawa merely shrugged his shoulders, the same bored expression on his face as ever as he walked past me, but he didn't try to hide the slight smirk he had on his lips.
"Oh, and don't be late for your detention. I actually did have to wait in the staff room yesterday for an hour."
I saluted him.
"Yes Sensei, I promise I will arrive on time."
I rolled his eyes as he didn't reply to my cheek, instead he kept on walking down the corridor despite my snorts of amusement. Staff room huh? If my memory serves right, the plans for the USJ were located inside the staff room, which meant that the villains would infiltrate the school to go there.
I giggled in excitement. I had a plan.
…
"Are you okay?" I turned around to see Todoroki staring at me. "You sounded like you were having a panic attack. Do you want me to call a teacher?"
I shook my head. A panic attack? Was that what my laugh sounded like?
"Uhm no thanks. I'm good, no panic attack," I replied with a grin. "Heh. You're Todoroki, right?"
"...Yeah."
Todoroki nodded his head as he walked past me, looking cool as hell while doing so.
…
Damn.
Ectoplasm-sensei was teaching us science.
Naturally, if I was good enough, I'd probably understand the intellectual discussion going on. Fortunately, I didn't understand, nor did I want to. I understood basic biology, chemistry was fun when balancing the equations, and physics... that was like maths right?
Either way, as Yaoyorozu discussed with Ectoplasm about the dangers of the Bermuda problem, something I didn't even know existed. Apparently methane is bad for the environment - Something about 'Methane Hydrade' or was it 'Methane Hydrate'?
"Sensei, Japan is a country with a lot of earthquakes. When travelling over a large release of methane, it is said that ships can lose their float, or more importantly aeroplane engines can be stopped, which may even result in a mid-air explosion," Yaoyorozu said, but I was half-listening to her. "If a large release of methane happens, so in a crowded urban area the result could be catastrophic. Which is why new laws prevent the purchase of certain chemicals."
Yaoyorozu finished off, sitting back down after a small round of applause. If it wasn't so boring, maybe I'd listen. Ectoplasm then went on to discuss how Methane is like Carbon Dioxide in a way that it leads to global warming, bit it's twenty to sixty times more efficient...
Blah, blah, blah. Is he in heat or something? Is Ectoplasm a human, or an animal?
That was the real scientific question.
"Yamazaki, does this lesson bore you?" Ectoplasm asked me. "Do you have a question you want to ask?"
I sat up straight as I shook my head.
"Huh? Uhm, nah. I'm paying attention, teach."
Ectoplasm sighed as he continued on with the lesson. Eh, I didn't really care. He was a science teacher after all, at max they spend two years at their job before leaving. At least that was how my old science teachers were like…
"Hey, are you almost bored to sleep?" Mineta asked me. "I'm struggling to stay awake, man."
"Of course. Why wouldn't I be, not like it's an interesting subject anyways."
Mineta gave a grunt of agreement as he flipped through the textbook. He snorted as she tilted his textbook slightly, enough for me to see the page. It was a detailed description of a dick-,
"Pfft," I covered my mouth. How juvenile.
"Would you mind sharing the joke with the rest of the class, Yamazaki?" Ectoplasm-sensei asked me, his patience clearly running thin as he tapped the board at the front rhythmically. I sighed as most of the eyes in the classroom fell upon me, Mineta snickering beside me.
"Er…"
"Well? I'm waiting? What's so funny?" Our teacher asked me.
I shrugged my shoulders in response. I guess it was either this, or explaining why I found a picture of a dick in a textbook to be funny.
"Sensei, are you a human or an animal?" I asked him seriously. "Also, do you have sex or can you just make babies by duplicating yourself? Also, why do you look like a character from Hellraiser?"
…
Mienta was having a full on coughing fit as Ectoplasm raised his... eyebrows? Eyes? Just what the hell were they?It looked weird, and frankly creeped me out. He looked like a full on villain from a horror movie, or just a bad cosplayer.
"Human. Is that all Yamazaki?" He replied with a sigh at the end.
"Yes," I said with a slight nod, well if he was a human, then why the need with all the getup? Surely he could ditch his costume when in class. "So… Are you going to continue with your lesson, or…?"
Ectoplasm walked to his desk as he picked up a pen and wrote something on a small piece of paper, before walking to my desk and plopping it in front of me. It was... a note signed by him?
"Please gather your items and leave the class immediately. You are disturbing the rest of the students," Ectoplasm told me before walking to the front continuing his lecture about the danger of certain chemicals on the environment. "Now, going back to the point Yaoyorozu brought up about-,"
I whistled slightly as I gathered all my things, shoving them down my bag before zipping it up.
"In a bit I guess," I whispered to Mineta and Kaminari, who had the cheek to wave at me as I passed them. "Tsk. I'll kick yer' shins, you freakin' cunts."
Bastards, why am I the only one caught? Iida looked at me with a disapproving glare, Yaoyorozu was slightly disappointed while Jiro rolled her eyes at my antics. Bakugo tried his best to ignore me, but I could still see that he was angered at me, probably for me causing this all to happen. He was a studious person - In the top five in the class judging from some the early pop quiz scores we got back.
Bitch
Izuku gave me a nervous glance, I could see his notebook nearly filled to the brim with notes taken during this lesson. Maybe I should ask him to send them over? Not like Kaminari or Mineta are smart enough to make notes anyway, or motivated. Jiro would refuse, and would probably convince Yaoyorozu not to send them either. He was my only hope.
Todoroki looked at me curiously, as if he was trying to figure out my mindset.
I don't exactly blame him, he's probably not used to people defying authority. Oh wait, he was wasn't he? I mean his brothers. Or brother, did he really remember Touya? Er, I mean Dabi. How could I ever forget? Silly me.
Anyway, I made sure to slam the comically large door shut for extra emphasis. Ectoplasm-sensei definitely did not like me, I mean come on it was a valid question right? Not like I had a wiki on me to describe everything about a character.
Well, at least it gave me the chance to explore the school for a little bit, at least before lunch started. Then I'd rush over to the cafeteria, hopefully in an effort to finally eat the fabled Yakisoba bun. Sold out within minutes, it's the most legendary lunch one could have.
Some even say it brings massive fortune, personally I just wanted to see how it tasted.
Yakisoba noodles in a bun? It sounds... unique to say the least.
"Oh? What's this, a lost listener?!" I familiar voice shouted out loud. Present Mic stood in front of me, holding a stack of papers in one hand and a cup of coffee in the other. "Why are you out of your lesson, Yamazaki?"
"Hello sensei," I greeted with a wave. "Ectoplasm-sensei kicked me out, so do you know where I'm supposed to go?"
To his credit, Present Mic wasn't surprised by the development as he muttered something muffled enough that to me it sounded more a curse by a witch rather than a language that I understood.
"Follow me, Shota will love this," Present Mic replied. I followed closely as he hummed a recent song, and I had to admit it was rather catchy. I would have hummed along if I knew I wasn't already in a ton of trouble as soon as we reached the destination that was fated: the staff room. "So, what did you do to piss Ectoplasm off?"
"...I asked if he's an animal or human. And how he has sex."
"Haha, that's priceless!"
I groaned as Present Mic opened the door to reveal Midnight and Aizawa sitting on the couch discussing something. They both looked at me in surprise as I waved at them confidently, I refused to show any weakness here!
"Look at what the cat dragged in!" Present Mic said excitedly as ever. I waved at the two teachers staring at me, startled at my sudden appearance. "Yamazaki here was sent out by Ectoplasm of people. Got anything to add, Yamazaki?"
"Well Aizawa-sensei, I finally decided to show up for your detention. Happy now?" I said with a grin as Midnight giggled slightly at Aizawa's reaction, who took a glance at his watch and sighed. "What? I'm just trying to be a good student and not miss my favourite teacher's detention. I did keep you waiting yesterday, after all."
"Lunch doesn't start for another half hour. What are you doing here?" Aizawa asked me. "I thought you were going to take school a lot more seriously? Don't make me give you another detention."
Before I could reply, Midnight interrupted him as she stood up and helped to carry some of Present Mic's papers towards his desk. She was taller than me which made me rather sad. Why was it that both in this life and my previous life I was destined to be short?
Aizawa took a glimpse at the note in my hand as he motioned for me to sit opposite him.
"Would you care to explain why you were kicked out of your lesson with Ectoplasm?" I shrugged my shoulders as I plopped down opposite him, making myself comfortable as I pulled out a sweets packet. Might as well make this as painless as possible, right?
"Was he against my enrollment here at U.A?" I asked. Aizawa shared a glance with Midnight and Present Mic, before turning to me and shrugging his shoulders. "You mentioned it a few hours back, and I just had an idea."
"What does that have to do with anything?" Aizawa asked me confused, "Were you kicked out for no reason?"
"Shota. The kid asked him if he's an animal or human. And how he has sex."
Midnight cracked up at that, and even Aizawa couldn't hide his smirk as he tried his hardest not to laugh. I was still in trouble, but even the teachers could admit that it was a freakin' good question.
"I like this one," Midnight said with a wide grin. "I can't wait to teach you ethics later on in the year. I think we'll get along quite well, Yamazaki. Make sure you save those types of questions for me and I'll give you extra marks."
…!
"Really?!"
"Sure, hun. Just make sure you don't blow your load early."
Blow my… Load?
With Midnight?!
I wouldn't last-,
"Nemuri. Stop teasing the kid," Aizawa sighed. "And you shouldn't have asked Ectoplasm those questions. He is a pro-Hero. Frankly, it's disrespectful. If I catch you asking those types of questions again, I won't hesitate to throw you in detention."
I nodded.
"Fair enough."
Silence descended upon the staff room as I sat down on one of the comfortable couches.
"Say young listener..." Present Mic started with a nervous look.. "Do you know any information regarding your father?"
My... father?
Judging from the sharp looks Midnight and Aizawa-sensei gave him, I gathered that he wasn't supposed to mention my parents. But why did they want to know about my parents in the first place?
"Uhm, my Dad? He's at work, I'm pretty sure. Why? Want me to call him?"
At my answer, both Aizawa-sensei and Midnight looked at me, in both shock and horror before they quickly regained their composure. Huh. Why'd they give a shit about Gekko-, Wait, don't tell me they were planning on calling him about my behaviour?!
Shit!
"Your father is at work?" Present Mic asked me excitedly. "Does he work in this city?"
I nodded.
Yeah, why wouldn't he be?
"Yamazaki," Aizawa whispered my name slowly, causing my attention to be solely on him. "Are you sure that's your father?"
I nodded once again, yeah, why wouldn't he be?
"Yeah, I mean he did adopt me. He isn't my father in blood, but Gekko Yamazaki is my father in every other category. Why? Is something wrong with him? Are you going to call him for my behaviour? Is that why you're asking?"
Present Mic's grin fell apart as Midnight shook her head, slapping her forehead lightly. Aizawa remained as impassive as ever, but even I could feel a twinge of disappointment coming from my homeroom teacher.
…
"Uhm, I meant your biological father," Present Mic corrected, which made a lot more sense to me. "And no, we won't call your carers about your behaviour, Little Listener. But, if your behavioural issues do continue we might consider putting you on a behaviour report. Something your parents will have to sign every day to ensure that you're behaving here."
Ugh.
"I'll lock in! I swear!"
"Lock in?" Midnight asked me in confusion. "Oh, you and your new kids slang."
"Hey! Don't blame me because you're an old batty lady!"
Midnight hummed at that.
"Old batty lady, am I? How about detention for that comment?"
"Fine, give it to me, I won't go," I told her with a grin. "...You're joking, right?"
"We'll see."
But it still begged the question, why did they want information on my biological father? I mean, maybe it was something required for U.A? Or for the school to enter me for like Hero exams or something, like a required form? I mean I hadn't met my biological sperm nugget, nor did I know who he was.
"...Nah, sorry to disappoint. Don't know who the guy is to be honest," I eventually said, and the three teachers. looked more disappointed than before. "My biological father, that is. Same with my biological mother. She ditched me at the freakin' hospital as soon as I was born, and I floated around a few orphanages before my parents adopted me. Been with them ever since."
"Oh," Present Mic said sadly. "Well I suppose that makes sense."
What made sense? Me not meeting my biological parents after being dumped in an orphanage? No shit Sherlock, I had that figured out when I was a toddler. Well I suppose not everyone can be a genius like me... If I was a genius.
"Well lunch is about to start. Since you have a detention here, want me to pick up anything for you?" Present Mic asked me. "From the cafeteria, obviously. Think of it as a little gift for staying here and being forced to cheer us up when you could be hanging out with your friends."
Huh, maybe this wasn't so bad.
"Uhm, if you could get me a Yakisoba bun and some milk, that would be perfect, teach. Thank you."
As Present Mic went to go get my lunch, Midnight grabbed a microphone from nearby as she said she had to supervise the cafeteria today as she bid me a farewell, leaving only me and Aizawa-sensei alone in the room.
I would have preferred if Aizawa-sensei left, but that's neither here nor there.
"So, ready to do your detention?" Aizawa asked me. I shrugged my shoulders. Not like I had anything else to do. "All right then, Yamazaki. If you can bring out a reading book, just sit down and silently read for the whole of the lunch break. I'll be back to check in every now and then to make sure you haven't left, when Hizashi comes back with your food he'll probably stay here for the rest of the break."
Wow.
That was kind of a cop out, I showed up for his detention and he didn't even want to stay here. How rude, and badass at the same time. If I were a teacher, I'd love to pull this move on a student.
…Still, I wasn't going to lie and say that this didn't work in my favour.
If my calculations were correct, the villains would infiltrate the staff room. At lunchtime. To steal the location of the USJ trip that should be happening tomorrow, as a matter of fact that was one of the reasons why I wanted to get kicked out of class - Apart from the main fact that I detest science.
And since I was already here, that meant I had the element of surprise against the villains. It made my hands tremble in excitement just thinking about it. However, I wouldn't be able to take them all by myself. I wasn't that stupid, after all yesterday I couldn't take two classmates on my own.
What chance did I have against a full on villain?
None.
That was the truth, but, just because I couldn't beat them doesn't mean I can't stall them. If I could make them pause long enough for Aizawa or Present Mic to come, then they would be caught. The USJ attack effectively stopped, everyone would be fine and more importantly they wouldn't be in danger ever again.
The premonition I had wouldn't come to pass!
With Shigaraki locked up, All For One would have no puppet, which would allow All Might to remain as the symbol of Peace and Justice for much longer than canon, not to mention more time to train Midoriya to become his proper successor!
All For One would be quickly and efficiently taken down, and that would be the end of My Hero Academia, it would become... My Hero Life?
Well it would be an easier path for me to become a Hero.
Hell, did I even want to become a Hero after they were caught and locked up? I mean what would be the point? Everyone would be safe, the only thing else going for me was to become a hero to make my family happy - At this point, I joined U.A. to be a Hero to make sure my premonition doesn't happen.
Outside of that, why'd I ever really even want to be a Hero?
Was it what I really wanted to do?
…Eh, that's a problem for me in the future.
Currently I am preoccupied.
I walked to the closest window as I looked outside, there were still some reporters crowding the front gate from what I could see. Which meant everything was on track, any minute now...
Any minute now...
Were the alarms just not going to go off? Come on Shigaraki mate, do me a solid and just let me be over this! Please! Unfortunately, my pleading did nothing as time went on without the alarms going off. Which led me to believe that maybe they were going a stealthy route this time?
Maybe one of my many changes led to this, but that made me wonder what I did for them to take a completely different method to getting the information on the USJ?
I sighed heavily as I tapped my foot increasingly against the floor.
This wasn't going well.
Just breathe, everything will be alright - Why wouldn't it be? I mean what did I do to change the plot drastically? Nothing. What one person didn't get into U.A., I don't think that matters that much does it? Just... relax. Everything will be alright, everything was prewritten. Unless there was a massive change in direction, which so far there wasn't, everything would be all right.
Screams.
I turned to look outside as I saw the crowd of reports dispersing as they screamed for help. Wait... they were supposed to come inside the school, not run away from it! I saw the lone figure of Aizawa run towards the gate, which made me slightly worried. What happened? Wait! What if it was a diversion? Ha, I saw right through your game plan Shigaraki, maybe next time you should stick to your original plan.
Would have made it easier.
I summoned Nimbus as I transformed it into a katana.
I had never used a sword before, but… If I was going to fight against a villain, I had to be prepared.
Actually, close combat with Shigaraki? That isn't a smart idea. No, I think I'll just zone him, just like a good old fighting game. Just shooting bits of my Nimbus at him would probably do me good here, maybe I could knock him back completely through the walls slowing him down even more.
Yeah, that seemed like a good plan.
Footsteps.
I was grinning now. Perfect, he was coming here, right now! I could hear the heavy footsteps of the villain, any minute now. I wonder what his face is gonna be like? Probably one of surprise. The door handle was slightly turning now as I readied myself, gathering as much of Nimbus as I could. Any second now-,
"So, the Yakisoba bun was nearly sold out, but I managed to get you one. A shame about your drink though, I had to get you a water-," Huh? Instead of Shigaraki, a master criminal, I was met with the confused face of Present Mic, my English teacher. "Huh? Why are you holding a sword? Wait, did you make it with your Quirk? Were you going to get in a fight?! Wait! Don't tell me you were going to vandalise school property?"
…
This wasn't Shigaraki.
…Where the fuck was he?!
"What? No," I replied. "I heard screams from outside, so I thought someone snuck into the school. I was prepared to fight. What are you doing sensei? Why are you sneaking around?!"
I held my sword construct tighter, however.
Maybe it was Toga? Yeah! Maybe Shigaraki recruited her early or something? Present Mic raised his right hand, which was holding a small plastic bag. From inside I could see... A Yakisoba bun?
"Don't tell me you forgot what you ordered already. I had to fight tooth and nail for this, you know, Little Listener!" Present Mic told me proudly as I stared at the food. "But here you are. I got you your yakisoba bun, some orange juice and I threw in an extra cookie since I know you have a sweet tooth! Hehe, you know if you call me the 'greatest teacher ever' I wouldn't mind it at all. Just make sure you say it in front of Shota."
"Er… Thanks."
Was that.. it?
But what about Shigaraki? The League of Villains? What about the USJ?
What was happening?
I looked at the time and gritted my teeth. They only had ten more minutes to pull it off?
What the hell is happening?
"Oh and regarding the screams outside," Present Mic added as he tore into his own pot noodles. "Some random guy walked up and disintegrated a camera, causing quite a commotion. Shota just told me all about it, apparently nothing of the camera was left. But then the guy ran away as soon as the reporters started to run too. So, don't worry about it!"
"He.. what?" I asked, confused. "He just… Ran away?"
"Oh you know the guy who did it?" Present Mic asked me curiously. "Is he a friend of yours? Or maybe some other kid you went to school who you beat up and is now tragically trying to get his revenge on you. Is that it?"
I shook my head.
"N-Not. Nothing like that."
No... that couldn't be it. Why would... Why would he just show up and disintegrate a camera, what was the purpose of that? What was his purpose for coming here if it wasn't to steal the plans for the USJ attack? Did he already know the location of the USJ? No, that was impossible.
What change would have occurred for the League of Villains to get that information, a change that did not happen in canon.
Just what was going on?
Present Mic told me to eat quickly before my next lesson started, and I did so in complete silence.
But for some reason, I couldn't even finish my lunch.
…
Eventually the bell rang, but not because of an infiltration, rather it was the start of fifth period. I made my way to Class A, still unsure as to what was going on. Eventually I reached the classroom, holding my half eaten Yakisoba bun. I thought that it was supposed to bring you luck when eaten...
This wasn't luck.
"Hey look! Sora is back!" Kaminari shouted as I entered the classroom. Was I... mistaken? Was the USJ attack just a fever dream? Did those vision's just not mean anything? I waved at my friends, who looked at me worried. "Dude, you alright? Don't tell me the detention took a shit ton outta' ya'. You look like you want to go to sleep. I'd say maybe take a nap, but we have Aizawa next for history."
"You look like shit? You alright man?" Jiro asked me in concern. "...Is this like that time you nearly fainted in the cafeteria? Damn, are you anaemic or something? Want me to call the teacher so you can go to the hospital wing-,"
"I'm fine. Thanks."
I didn't miss the worried look she gave me, but I brushed it off.
I was confused?
Maybe even scared.
Just what was happening? Why was this happening? What did I do for this to happen? Did this mean that the USJ trip wouldn't be attacked? That it would be exactly as it was supposed to originally be, a rescue exercise without any disruptions?
"You look like you're disappointed? Did you expect something to happen only for it not to come true? Like annoying Aizawa-sensei? I saw him running about at lunch, which must have been a boring detention without him," Kaminari said. "If that's so, I don't blame you for having no energy. Spending your entire lunchtime with a book in silence seems like Hell to me. I'm too much of a social butterfly to enjoy that."
I shrugged my shoulders as I sat down at my desk. Whatever happened...
It left a deep, sinking feeling in my stomach.
The news broke out about the USJ trip happening tomorrow.
Naturally everyone was excited, and who wouldn't be? An opportunity to do rescue training with a rescue hero in a high-tech facility, with multiple different scenarios and training to be put through. I would have been excited as well, if it wasn't for the constant nagging in my ear, the constant feeling that something was completely wrong.
That something bad was going to happen.
I couldn't describe it, not fully at least. It was a sense of sorts - A splitting headache making me think back to those old Spider-Man comics which I vividly remember. I couldn't fake being excited, not to fit in with the rest of my friends at least. Instead of me seeing their faces, I was constantly reminded of the damned vision.
Over, and over again.
Bodies upon bodies.
Their dead faces looking up at me.
Was that my future?
Our future?
Or was it just a dream, something that could occur. Or something that never would occur, something that was merely there to satisfy the part of my mind that thought I still had control over the story because of my knowledge.
That part of my mind that wanted vindication, the part of my mind that wanted to be a part of this story, despite it being real and not a piece of fiction.
Waking up the next day, I felt more tired than ever.
I left early, to make sure no one would see me in my family. Maybe this was it? My final day in this life. Maybe, the League of Villains doesn't exist in this place, maybe I was wrong?. That this is all an elaborate scheme concocted by my mind.
Maybe, the League is downscaled significantly and they are dealt with with ease by Aizawa-sensei, with some help from us, his students.
Maybe I was just overthinking it.
But as I reached school, I saw the faces of my friends joking around and having fun.
As I saw the face of my teacher, unaware of what could transpire, the faces of everyone I wanted to protect all together. I couldn't shake the feeling, or rather I couldn't help but think that we were completely screwed.
That something, something out of my control happened.
Maybe due to my changes, maybe not.
But I couldn't help but think that we were all marching towards our death.
Marching towards the Unforeseen Simulation Joint.
Marching towards our uncertain future.
Yet, there was nothing to be afraid of…
Right?
Gintama ending 5, Shura by DOES.
What will happen next?
Will the villains attack, or will it be a nice trip with some friendly moments.
Will some characters die, Sora's vision be right or will it be a false reality that he forced himself to believe.
Find out soon.
This chapter was hard to write, and actually caused me a lot of sleepless nights. Countless rewrites, changes and just all around improvement. I mean I changed up the style of my writing here, not by a lot but when compared to other chapters I hope the dialogue is much better, and much easier to read all round.
Started to publish this in Spacebattles, thank you guy who recommended it to me, I really appreciate it. It's under the same name in the creative writing section, same everything though I have made a few changes.
Overall, after editing all the chapters again (Which I will change soon. By the time the next chapter is out, everything will be fully edited with a few changes.) I'm actually impressed with how far I have come. I mean over 110k words isn't an easy feat. So before the next chapter, maybe skim over the new edits? I promise things have changed, I even deleted/altered a few scenes.
RIP to the originals, but they were full of spelling mistakes that really made me wonder how tired I was to not notice them during proof reading. Hopefully this chapter is better in that regard.
Well, that's it from me.
See ya'
NEXT TIME:
Sha la la itsuka kitto
Boku wa te ni surunda
Hakanaki mune ni sotto
Hikari moete yuke
"Maybe next time"
START OF USJ ********