After the one-sided battle between Izuku and Katsuki, Izuku had brought him to Recovery Girl. Returning to the class, He gazed at seeing the awe-struck faces of his classmates.
"Is Bakugo alive?" Kirishima wondered.
"Relax, he's still alive. I took him to Recovery Girl; he'll be fine," Izuku answered.
"You can use fire and Lightning?" Shoto said with a serious expression.
"There is so much you don't know about me," Izuku stated. "I apologize for my outburst," he rubbed his head with embarrassment.
"It was natural; Katsuki tried to hurt your Teammate," Iida stated.
"Yeah, you saved both of us. Bakugo attacked us with intent to maim; you defended us as a hero would do," Momo smiled gently.
"So, who was the MVP for this?" All Might asked.
"Midoriya had everything planned out; he knew his opponent and isolated Bakugou, taking his asset away," Iida stated. "When Bakugou refused to stand down, Midoriya decided to take the fight somewhere else," he listed.
"With all due respect, Yaoyorozu is the MVP. She also devised a plan and did her work; I faced the villain for a more personal reason," Izuku stated. Momo was surprised at his selflessness but smiled gratefully, giving her all the credit.
All Might smile. "So, in conclusion, Yaoyorozu and Midoriya are our MVP; I was listening to the planning, and when they arrived, they solidified their battle plan by agreeing and compromising, he trusted her to find the bomb, and she trusted him to deal with the Villain when the villain of this exercise refused to stop, he protected both alley and enemy. Sometimes saving and showing compassion to a foe is a sign of a noble soul and good heart. Midoriya also took the fight somewhere else, so no one would get caught up in the crossfire," he explained. "Also showed honesty and integrity to reveal he faced a villain for personal reason, and he realized his selfish action and gave the victory to Young Yaoyorozu," he added.
"Sometimes, the most challenging choice one can make is admitting when you are wrong. It's not always easy to accept your faults or unrefined edges but knowing your follies is important to grow," Izuku explained. "Or you'll never be able to move forward," he finished.
"You are entirely correct; you must recognize your rough spots to mold into Heroes, Good words of Wisdom, Young Midoriya," All Might replies.
After everyone in Class-A partook in the Combat Training, they headed to their following periods; Momo, Itsuka, and Izuku were talking.
"Izu-Kun was the MVP?" Itsuka stated.
"Correction, there were two; Yao-Oof-" Izuku was caught off when Momo pinched his side.
"What did I say? You're only supposed to call me Momo," Momo smirked.
"Right, Momo and I got the MVP," Izuku replied to Itsuka's question. "We both set the stakes of working together. After all, demanding hero jobs and all the Quirks in the world mean nothing unless you work together as a team," he stated.
"You speak with much wisdom, conviction, and volume; I'm beginning to wonder if you're our age or older," Itsuka joked.
"You know I'm 16," Izuku replied. Then suddenly, he felt a pinch on his right butt cheek, making him whirl around, but no one was there. "Mo-Chan, I know we're good friends, but keep those inappropriate actions in private times, goes for you to Suka-Chan," he stated seriously.
"It wasn't me/That wasn't me," both girls replied.
"Then who pinched me?" Izuku frowned, turning around to see two girls approaching the trio.
Both girls were just as tall as Itsuka and just as curvaceous, athletic, and fit; one girl had large upturned dusky but striking green eyes with long lower eyelashes and noticeable sharp and pointed teeth. Her hair is a dark moss green, reaching below her shoulders with wavy clumps that hang in the center of her forehead. The Second girl had black shoulder-length, bob-shaped hair, side-swept to her right with shorter strands hanging above her eyes. Her eyes were beautiful cerulean-blue eyes. Both girls wore U.A girl uniforms, but the green-haired girl wore dark green sneakers with the same color shin-length socks matching the skirt. Yui had black shin-length socks with white and gray sneakers.
The Green haired girl had a missing wrist and hand, which had floated to her side and attached itself back on.
"That was you? I should've guessed. You always had a mischievous flare," Izuku smirked.
"Guilty, you're irresistible," The green-haired girl smirked; Yui's standard neutral expression was not present, but she had a joyful smile at seeing her friend again.
"Well, come on, don't just stand around; give me a hug," Izuku smiled and opened his arms as the two girls ran at him and hugged him tightly.
"It's so good to see you again" both girls smiled, and the three separated after a minute.
"Wow, Itsuka-chan was right. You have grown and filled out from the last time we saw you," The sharp-tooth girl looked at him up and down.
"Indeed, your hair has gotten fluffier and spikier," The black-haired girl smiled warmly, running a finger through a lock.
"Who are these two girls?" Momo asked curiously.
"These are my two other childhood friends, Setsuna Tokage and Yui Kodai," Izuku told Momo. "Oh, how dumb of me, I never correctly hugged you after many years, Suka-chan," he said to Itsuka and hugged her, who smiled and blushed slightly from his boldness and hugged back as Momo pouted cutely, wanting to be held in his strong arms.
Sensing this, Izuku looked at Momo. "Don't worry about it, your next," he winked; after that, the five agreed to meet at a private place to catch up.
Next day
Class-A was sitting and waiting for class to start when Izuku noticed Katsuki missing and sensed his presence outside; he went out of the room to a window and slid it wide open, looking and saw him leaving; he sighed with disappointment.
Then to everyone's shock, he jumped; they rushed over and saw he jumped out at an angle as he placed his feet and fingers on the fingernail-inch edges on the side of the wall using a Pincer Grip and bounced off with a leap at an angle, flipping forward and landing on the roof down below and jumped down gracefully the rest.
"Where do you think you're going, Katsuki?" Izuku questioned; Bakugou turned with a frown. "Running away?" he asked.
"What did you say?" Katsuki questioned angrily.
"That embarrassed you lost to someone inferior compared to you?" Izuku asked. "Losing to a Deku? you choose to run?" he said sharply but softly. "From our time as toddlers, Your many things, but I never imagined a coward was one of them," he stated seriously.
"You think you won one little exercise? Am I going to turn tail and run? You're wrong; as I said, you're nothing and will always be a Deku!" Katsuki snarled.
"Are you ever going to accept we are equals? I showed that I can stand tall on my feet and am ready to move forward." Izuku questioned.
"Pfft, we are not equals and will never be. I'm here for one thing," Katsuki growled.
"To be the # One Hero in the world and surpass All Might, to be the richest and most famous hero of all time, Oh I know you've voiced it many times when you were a toddler," Izuku cut him off.
"Well, at least I set a goal, unlike you, and a pebble like you in my way to glory, and all the extra's will not stand in my way," Katsuki snarled. "You should quit this school, and you don't belong here. Deku's like you mount to a zero-sum; our teachers at our old school told you to stop thinking of the impossible," he hissed.
"You won't be the # One Hero, much less a hero with that arrogant, cocky, and narrowed-minded attitude," Izuku stated sternly, "And this pebble, as you said, has been traded away, and in its place, is a giant boulder that can crush you so watch your back," he warned. "Besides, you shouldn't overlook a pebble; even the smallest stone can be deadly," he said.
"Now listen up, hear these words well," Izuku stated as his eyes turned cold and hard as he walked closer to Katsuki, looking him dead in the eye. "I'm not going to let anyone tell me what I can and cannot do, and I sure as hell am not going to quit for what I've worked my ass off to achieve. I will continue to rise to the top, and I will create a world as a Symbol for Quirkless people who will inspire and give them hope to never give up on their dreams, and unlike you, I'll help them. I won't tell them to quit or threaten them out of it," Izuku hardened his gaze as every word he said spoke with the resolve, determination, and conviction burning in his eyes. "And if the ignorant, farsighted, and narcissistic people of this world try to stop me or get in my way, I'll shatter them," he declared as a vortex of blue energy swirled in his pupils.
"You think you can change this society? Don't fool yourself. You are too weak," Katsuki glared.
"You're the ones who's weak," Izuku replied sternly.
"What!?" Katsuki snapped hoarsely.
"You never changed since we were kids. I'm surprised this school picked you because you only care about yourself, and you act like a villain, you bitch and moan, complaining about things not going your way," Izuku stated. "Until you change your pathetic and egotistic attitude and grow up, you'll never be a hero," he said.
"That is it! I'm going to blast you to the next town!" Katsuki barked as sparks licked on his hands.
"You will try," Izuku replied as he stood in a ready stance and closed his hands into fists, ready to throw down with this ill-tempered brat.
Back at the open window, several people were looking at the scene.
"Oh boy, they're about to throw down," Denki sighed.
"Seems like Midoriya was civil, but Bakugou got aggressive," Ochaco observed.
"Honestly, is Bakugou ever going to grow up?" Momo huffed, then All Might arrived, getting the two to stand down.
"At least All Might broke them up," Iida stated. "Honestly, those two are always at each other's throats; it's unsettling for classmates to fight," he scolded, chopping the air.
"Now, Young Midoriya and Bakugou. No need to get into an unnecessary brawl. Save it for another training session," All Might interject the rising hostility between the two.
"Whatever, Al Might, one day I'll surpass you," Katsuki snarled and headed back into the school.
"Yeah, sure," Izuku said, unconvinced.
"I applaud you for stopping Young Bakugou from quitting," All Might smirk.
"Even though he's an arrogant punk-ass jerk face, It has always been his goal to be a hero, so I won't let him give up easily," Izuku stated.
"You should get back to class as well," All Might advised.
"See you later then," Izuku bowed politely, taking a running start, ran up on top of an angle star wall, and jumped high. Grabbing onto the corner of the roof, vaulting himself onto the roof, then jumped up at an angle high, landed on the edges of the wall, and sprang up onto another wall, using another Pincer Grip to hold himself up and pushing himself off with his arms and legs at an angle grabbed the opened windows edge and swiftly pulled himself in.
"Wow, I wish I could jump like that," Eijiro nodded, impressed.
"Maybe Midoriya can help me learn parkour like that," Denki pondered.
"You fall and break your back doing that," Jiro snarked.
The class had officially started, and the door opened, revealing Aizawa. "Okay, I watched and reviewed the results of your Combat Training; everyone showed promise," Then he turned to Bakugo. "What was your problem? You tried to injure your classmates when you lost, for once in your life grow up already, you should know when to act when you lose, do it again, and you are suspended from the training classes, are we clear Bakugo?" he frowned.
"Tch," Katsuki grunted and looked away, then Aizawa turned to Izuku. "Midoriya, you did a great job working with Yaoyorozu by coming up with a strategy for a quick and easy win but control your temper. I know what Bakugou did was uncalled for, but don't take things too far next time; Recovery Girl listed the injuries yesterday you inflicted on Bakugou," he said. "Several broken ribs, some internal damage, third-degree burns and nerve damage, his jaw was broken into two different pieces on his right side, the left side was dislocated, and his neck was broken from the whiplash of one of your punches, several broken bones from his impact with one of the building's wall, some fissures in his lower back, he had to be put in a whole tight body cast for everything to be healed back into place, so next time, please learn more restraint, understood?" he said.
"Yes, Sensei," Izuku bowed his head.
"Damn, how is Bakugou still walking or still alive altogether?" Eijiro gasped.
"Well, for one, Recovery Girl and I also helped him recover," Izuku answered. "But I left his jaw wired, so Recovery Girl finished with that. She offered to teach me the healing properties of my Quirk," he smirked.
"Although I will say this, at least you admitted your wrongs and chose to fix them and were honest with yourself," Aizawa added.
"One of the thousands of lessons I learn: You make a mess; clean it up and be responsible for your actions and own up to them," Izuku explained. Aizawa nodded with respect; not many would willingly help those they see as enemies and admit when they're in the wrong.
"Now everyone, listen up. This is very important," Aizawa told his class, making them tense in anticipation. "We need to pick our Class President and Vice President for class representative," he spoke; there was an uproar from everyone but Izuku on why they should be the Representative.
"Guys, guys, knock it off," Izuku stood up and spoke up calmly and evenly but sternly. His stern but calm and clear voice quieted the uproar and looked at him. "Thank you, now stay calm and think about this quietly and rationally," he said; he gave everyone a sharp, serious gaze. "Now the apparent option on who should be the leaders, we should vote who it should, to avoid the unnecessary arguing and yelling," he said firmly.
"Alright, vote on who will be the representative; I'm taking a nap and unless it's an emergency or someone is dying or already dead, don't wake me up," Aizawa informed, as he used his Quirk to emphasize his point, getting in his sleeping bag and going to sleep.
"Alright, everyone, use a strip of paper and place them in this box; whoever has the most is the representative," Iida informed.
"What box?" Mina asked, seeing no box.
"We could use my boot," Izuku offered.
"That won't be necessary; I've got it," Momo stepped in and used her Quirk to make a box; everyone put strips of paper into the slot. Aizawa then woke up and looked at his class.
"Did you decide?" Aizawa questioned.
Eight votes-Midoriya
Four votes -Yaoyorozu
Two votes -Tenya
0 votes- the rest, some voted themselves.
"ALRIGHT, WHO VOTED FOR DEKU!?" Bakugou bolted out of his chair.
"You know what? stop calling Izuku Deku Bakugou!" Momo stated angrily.
"Did you honestly aspect anyone of picking you?" Sero snarked.
"WHAT WAS THAT YOU TAPE BAST-!" Katsuki started but stopped from feeling a chill. He turned and saw Izuku giving him a petrifying glare; Izuku empowered his glare with Conquerors Haki, and most people looked to see what made him stop. They were also afraid of his glare, and it was like they just saw Freddy Krugger popping out on The Nightmare on Elm Street.
"How about you sit down and stay quiet for once in your life, before your jaw gets broken again," Izuku stated in an artic-cold and low voice. Katsuki sat back down with a scowl.
Aizawa "I wonder if Midoriya can teach me how to do that?" he thought. "Will Yaoyorozu and Midoriya come on up," he spoke; the two said names got up, and stood in the front of the class.
"Alright, I don't know if I'll be a good Leader or Class President," Izuku cleared his throat before his face became more serious. "But I'll do the damn best of my abilities as I can. First, Tenya-san, a word, please come on up," he said politely; Iida got up and stood next to Izuku.
"Alright, I'll take the responsibility of being our class Representative," Izuku explained. "However, if there is a case, I'm absent, Iida, you will be my second-in-command as a Sub Class President," he looked at Iida.
"I'll graciously accept the offer," Iida answered as the two shook hands in agreement.
The Classes went on, and now it was lunchtime; Izuku was sitting with Momo, Eijiro, and Iida, eating their lunch; Momo had sat down next to Izuku.
"Smart choice, picking another Sub representative," Momo smirked.
"Leadership 101: Always have a backup leader evidently; Iida should've gotten picked, he follows the rules and has strong leadership qualities, and Momo is supersmart and calm, serious, which is why I voted for you two," Izuku stated.
"You overestimate my talents Izuku," Momo blushed.
"Are you kidding? I don't know of anyone who can create objects. Understanding the properties of any material is not easy, and it's neat and versatile," Izuku said. "Not to mention amazing, just like you," he thought to himself, then froze, and as he looked at a blushing and flustered Momo, he realized his last thoughts were voiced through his mouth. "I said that out loud, didn't I?" he blushed.
"You think I'm amazing?" Momo twirled a lock of hair with her finger.
"Ah, Crap, yes, I admit it, you're a fantastic girl," Izuku admitted before thinking again. "And I won't lie, you're also very gorgeous, like an angel," he thought, as his thoughts were once again voiced through his mouth. "Oy vey," he facepalmed himself.
"...Hm?" Momo's face turned red as she let out a squeak of surprise as steam went out of her ears. The boy she liked and nursing a crush on, flat out called gorgeous.
"Izu-Kun/Zuzu/Zu-Kun," three familiar voices called; they all turned and saw Itsuka, Setsuna, and Yui coming over with their food and sitting at their table.
"Oh, hello ladies, good day so far?" Izuku smiled.
"It's going pretty well," Itsuka smiled. "We selected our Class Representative," she said.
"Interesting, we just did that to," Eijiro smirked.
"I'm the Class President, and Setsuna's my Vice President," Itsuka smiled.
"Midoriya and Yaoyorozu are ours," Iida spoke. "And I'm Midoriya's Sub, in the case he's absent," he said.
"Huh, I should've done that," Itsuka admitted; just then, Izuku sensed thousands of presences, and one of them was pure evil. He turned his head to the window.
A 'vreeeREEEEEEEOOOOrreeVREEEOOO!' a loud Air Raid siren rang through the school, making everyone cover their ears.
"Level Three Security Breach, I repeat, Level Three Security Breach! All students, evacuate outside and be alert!"
"Level Three, what's that?" Iida grabbed an Upperclassman running by them and demanded.
"Someone has trespassed on campus," he informed, as everyone ran out and got smooshed into a bottleneck; Izuku just stood there in the cafeteria and felt the dark and evil presence approach.
"Ow!" Ochaco cried, getting crushed.
"Hey! Quit with the shoving, or I'll bite your nose off!" Setsuna yelled when someone shoved her; Izuku acted fast, used Guardian and Assist energy strands, and snagged Momo, Itsuka, Setsuna, and Yui with solid glowing blue eyes. He gripped the energy strands as he concentrated; the four started glowing and zipped next to him.
"Whoa! Remind me not to eat when you do that," Itsuka panting.
"Sorry, I hate to see lovely ladies such as yourself getting hurt by other people's carelessness," Izuku explained, making them blush; then, he looked at a long and wide window high on the wall, charged at the wall, and ran up, then sprang at an angle and grabbed the edge of the window and pulled himself up and looked out the window, and saw to his annoyance it was the bloody press, trying to get in but Aizawa and Present Mic were there.
Outside with Aizawa and Present Mic.
"We want to see All Might!" A reporter demanded.
"You know they are trespassing, that means they're kind of like bad guys. Can't we just beat them down?" Present leaned and whispered to Aizawa.
"Don't you dare unless you want the press putting your name in a bad light," Aizawa warned.
Izuku frowned; something didn't seem right; he looked and saw the high wall damaged and a dark presence. He saw a dark, mysterious cloaked figure with purple whisps coming from his hood before seeing a second shady hooded figure before they disappeared. He looked at the sky and saw a bird carrying something and fleeing fast; Izuku let go with a hand and lit up a hand with Cobalt-blue energy, then shot it at the floor, making a medium and small solid energy dome; he grabbed the wall, lowered his body down, braced his feet on the wall with a grunt, and pushed off and threw himself back and back flipped tucking into a ball and landed on his feet on the medium dome. With a twist, he landed on the smaller dome on his hand, did a handspring, landed in a badass three-point landing, then stood back up and walked towards the chaos.
Then narrowed his eyes with a piercing gaze as he let out his Conqueror's Haki ooze, not a lot but enough to get people's attention; then transparent waves of energy went through them, and they all went quiet as they shivered.
"Silence, it's just the bloody press. There is no need to get hysterical and freak out, so calm down," Izuku stated firmly. "If you'll excuse me, I have to have a word with Present Mic and Sensei," he informed, walking past everyone when he left.
"We made the right choice picking him as the Class President representative," most of Class-A thought.
With Aizawa, he and Present Mic, with help from the cops, got the press to leave.
"Whew, they're gone," Present Mic exhaled.
"Sensei-Aizawa," a voice spoke. They saw Izuku walking toward them with a serious expression and frown.
"He doesn't seem happy," Present Mic told Aizawa.
"What is it, Problem Child?" Aizawa wondered.
"I don't think the Press here was a coincidence," Izuku informed. "The Press most likely got a tip of All Might here, from an outside force," he frowned.
"Please Explain this?" Aizawa replied, getting serious; if Izuku is deadly serious, it must be essential.
"While the Vultures were here, I sensed a dark presence in the crowd; I sensed it in one of the rooms in the school there," he spoke quietly. "Then I saw two dark figures leave, they were over there, they looked the got something in their hand," he explained.
"Which room was this?" Aizawa asked.
"One of the rooms on the top floor to the right," Izuku replied.
"That's the room next to Nezu's office, the file storage," Present Mic gasped.
"Let's check it out, Midoriya with us," Aizawa stated, getting serious.
"But let's not go charging into the building, the school already panicked about the breach, and someone dark was in the building, let's go there but naturally," Izuku advised. "Besides, whoever did this might still be around," he said.
"Good point," Aizawa nodded.
Five minutes later, the three of them arrived, and the door was opened a crack. "Uhm, I assume you guys have this door locked since this room probably has important information?" Izuku questioned. "You would think you'd lock it," he frowned.
"That's the thing, it always is," Aizawa frowned; the three went in, some cabinets were opened and looked like they had been skimmed through, and two files were empty.
"This is odd. The dark energy I felt here isn't the energy I'm sensing now; it's old but clear," Izuku frowned. "What time does the principal leave his office?" he asked the two teachers.
"It's his tea break. He drinks and reads around this time," Aizawa informed.
"Okay, I hate to ask this, but could you ask him if this door was locked when he left," Izuku said. "Present Mic?" he said.
"I'll call him. Present Mic has been known to Prank call," Aizawa interjected; he pulled out his phone and picked Nezu's number.
"Aizawa, is everything all right?" A voice spoke. "Did Mic use his Quirk in your ear when you were napping again?" he chuckled.
"No, just a question. You didn't notice the File room unlocked, did you?" Aizawa asked.
"As far as I know, I put tomorrow's Training activity in there, but I closed and locked both mine and the File's room, took the keys with me," Nezu explained, "Now, if you'll excuse me, I have my tea to get back to," he hung up, Izuku then slipped his hand into his sleeve and picked up the two empty folders.
USJ
Class-1A + Class-1B
"These files are empty," Izuku frowned.
"Those had the Files of everyone in those classes and their Quirks," Aizawa frowned. "Also, the schedule for tomorrow," he said.
"That's what I'm worried about," Izuku stated. Then Izuku walked out and tried Nezu's door; it was unlocked. He opened it and walked.
"Whoa, Little Listener, we can't just go barging into Nezu's office like we own the place without his permission," Present Mic said as the two teachers followed him in, they saw Nezu's window was wide open. "Did Nezu open his window? He only opens it a crack," he frowned.
"I also saw something fleeing in the sky; whoever it was, can fly, and it was leaving in a hurry," Izuku stated; he looked around as he covered both hands with his sleeves and searched through the drawers.
"What are you snooping through the principal's office for?" Aizawa whispered.
"Looking for something," Izuku frowned. "The spare key in his desk has been moved. A window all the way opened; you said it would've been opened a crack," he said before closing the window a crack, then flipped the key right side up, closing the drawer quietly, locking the door, and the three, headed out and closed it softly behind them.
"Okay, I have the pieces. Just need to let thought flow through and out," Izuku stated; he then sat down in a Burmese meditating position, closed his eyes, and relaxed his mind, breathing steadily, about the events, then all scenes organized and came together, 2 minutes later he opened his eyes as they were steely and deadly serious.
"I have the facts straight; Principal Nezu put the schedule for tomorrow in the file storage room, and he locked both doors before leaving for his tea break, taking the keys with him; the Press was tipped off by the two evil energies I sensed, but when those people broke through, the Alarm went off making the school start to panic, but since they saw only the press, they turned it off, creating a distraction allowing the two to get through and in here, but they knew it would be suspicious if they destroyed the door, so whatever was flying away, must've been the cause, or what it was carrying, the window would be opened a crack, allowing someone to open it wide and enter, getting the spare key, unlocking the file Storage door, they must've given those shady people the files, I saw both of them out before they disappeared, they were holding something must've been the files, then I saw that object fleeing," Izuku explained.
"I think someone evil is trying to plot something during the USJ," Izuku frowned.
"Well, at first, I was skeptical, but hearing and seeing something amiss and knowing you wouldn't be deadly serious like this if it were mild," Aizawa agreed. "So, Villains most likely will attack us," he scowled.
"I'm 99.9% sure. I hope the 0.1 is; I'm wrong," Izuku frowned.
"We will be prepared. Thank you for bringing this up," Aizawa replied.
"Although your detective-like mind and intelligence are nothing short of amazing, you looked over the details and came to a conclusion," Present Mic applauds.
"Indeed, you immediately knew something didn't feel right and went looking for answers," Aizawa smirked.
"But if there is a villain attack, then I don't want to be demanding, but I request to help you fight the attack off," Izuku stated, as the air around him changed, it was no longer the air of a student or a hero, it was the thick and powerful air of a warrior ready to fight, whatever it takes.
"I don't want my students to put themselves in danger willingly, but after seeing what you can do, you have my permission to aid me in the fight," Aizawa nodded, granting his request. "But keep this between the three of us," he said seriously.
"I understand. Less that know of this, for now, the better," Izuku agreed, then headed off.
"Whoa, did you sense the change around him?" Present Mic asked.
"I'm aware. It was the air of a seasoned warrior, ready to fight with absolute resolve; it is a load off knowing I can trust him with protecting the classes," Aizawa smirked.