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WORLD OF HEARTS

LINKED AS ONE

Act 2

Chapter 4

The World is a Stage

Mickey Mouse was standing on the stage of the auditorium, where several students and teachers had sat down. One floor up in the auditorium sat LOGOS personnel who were invited to attend the orientation ceremony, sitting on the upper-level seats. Several honored guests were on the upper level as well. Mickey was a bit nervous, despite having done this for years. Back in his days as king of Disney Castle, he addressed his subjects from time to time. He'd think he'd be used to addressing such crowds by now. Everything was prepped and ready to go. He took a deep breath and tapped the mic to see if it was on. He heard ringing coming from the speakers. He signaled for the volume to be lowered and tapped it again as soon as the adjustments were made.

'Sound, good,' Mickey thought. He looked in the control room of the auditorium to see Minnie give him a thumbs up. He stepped back and looked up to see Daisy Duck testing the backstage lights, turning them off and on before moving them around. She gave him a thumbs up.

'Lights, good,' Mickey mentally checked off.

He looked at the cameras and they were focused on him. He stretched his bow tie a little bit in front of the cameras. Balan himself was manning the cameras, smiling as ever.

'Cameras, good,' Mickey thought. 'Everyone is seated in the auditorium, the cameras are rolling...'

"Alright, Your Highness, smile for the camera," Balan said, raising his hand with three fingers up. He began to count down. "3..."

Two fingers. "2..."

One finger. Total silence.

Zero.

Mickey clears his throat. The buzzer goes off and the lights dim. The auditorium got dark for a moment before the lights on the stage turned on. The crowd became quiet as they looked at Mickey.

"Hello everyone, students, teachers, and my fellow man, I thank you all for attending orientation today," Mickey said. "For those new here, I congratulate you all for passing your entrance exams and making it here on your first day. For those of you who have been here last year, I thank you all for being here with us today. As you all know, Daybreak Academy was founded years after the Chaos Era had ended with the forces of good triumphant over the forces of evil. This school and Neo Bastion, as well as its counterparts across the world, is the brainchild of Ansem the Wise and was built upon by the Hero Association."

Ozpin, Lord Death, Nezu, Miranda Holbrooke, and many other headmasters/principals of schools connected to the Hero Association were sitting in their seats on the upper floor of the auditorium.

"You know, I always like seeing Mickey giving speeches," Miranda said. "He knows just what to say during his speeches. He's a natural when it comes to being an orator."

"True, even with how small he is, he's still got it with that squeaky voice of his," Lord Death said, tilting his mask slightly.

"It's glad to see that he still has his usual charms," Ozpin said.

Miranda looked at Ozpin with a blush. "Oh, like you're not charming enough, Ozzie?"

"Stop that," Ozpin said. "I already have enough women hitting on me as it is Holbrooke..."

Roy Mustang, along with Olivier Mira Armstrong, Riza Hawkeye, and other high-class personnel of LOGOS were watching.

"This is utterly pointless," Olivier said. "I shouldn't be sitting here watching an anthropomorphic mouse give speeches to a bunch of kids and adolescents."

"It can't be helped," Riza said. "We are required to attend the ceremony at the start of the school year once we are invited."

"Besides, the seats are comfy," Roy said. "And you have a nice view of everything in the auditorium."

"I don't do comfy," Olivier said. "I'm leaving."

"Oh, but you must stay, sister,"

Olivier sighed as she looked at her brother next to her. Alex Louis Armstrong, the Strong Arm Alchemist, and Olivia's younger brother, was a muscular man with an elegant mustache. She gave her brother a cold stare that would make any normal man freeze in place. Her brother, however, looked joyful. As intimidating as he appears to be, he's got a soft, comically emotional heart of gold. Olivier had no such heart at all. She had a cold, icy heart that was as cold as the steel in Fort Briggs.

"Alex..." She muttered in a slightly intimidating voice. "Hands. Off."

Alex shivered, yet he kept his grip on her.

"N-Now sister—"

Olivier glared at her brother.

"You listen here, you musclebound sycophant..."

The Masters of Logos were watching the orientation ceremony at their round table. The masters were wearing the helmets of their armor. Each helmet had a unique design of its own in correspondence to a fantastic creature. They were not wearing their armor but were instead wearing uniforms that had their motifs based on an element each master represented.

"We owe our lives to the brave, courageous souls who fought hard to bring about peace in our time and it is up to us to help uphold the peace they have given us," Mickey continued to speak. "All of you students have extraordinary powers and unspeakable levels of courage to protect the world. But, you are young and have yet to become true heroes. For the next three to four years, you will undergo the training and the education needed not only to be successful in life but to also be successful in protecting our world from those who would rob people of their freedom and hope."

"Does he ever get tired of repeating the same words every single time he does this speech?" One of the masters spoke. His helmet was shaped like that of a demon with long horns and was colored red and orange.

"Ifrit, show some respect for His Highness," Another master spoke. This one had a helmet that was reminiscent of that of an eagle, colored white, and light grey, and had bird-like eyes.

"Hey, Garuda, I was just saying—"

"He's right, we've all fought alongside him," A third master said. The third master had a helmet that had the face of a woman. The helmet was colored blue.

"Oh come on, not you too Shiva!" The first master responded to his colleague's response. "You know I mean no disrespect! I was just..."

"That's enough, Master Ifrit, Master Garuda, and Master Shiva," The master sitting at the opposite end of the table responded. His helmet looked like that of a black armet with demonic horns going straight up. "We do not have time for petty arguments and pranks. This is the beginning of the school year. We have our work cut out for us. We must focus on the task at hand. The order must be strengthened if we are to face what is coming."

"Our apologies, Master Odin." The three masters responded.

"Speaking of which, what about those three that passed the entrance exams, Master Titan?" The fifth master asked. The master had a helmet that resembled a unicorn with an oddly shaped horn. "What do we do with them?"

"Don't worry, Master Ixion," Master Titan reassures his colleague. "We'll get to them when we get to that bridge."

Sora was watching through the window that was Kizuna's eyes. He looked at Mickey with a calm, relaxed face. Mia was simply looking through the window with no expression to show for it.

"Man... it's good to see his highness again..." Sora said. "He hasn't changed much from when I last saw him."

"You are acquainted with King Mickey?" Mia asked.

"Of course I am," Sora said. "He and I are friends after all."

"I see..." Mia said. "Friends..."

"You must have had friends before you ended up here with no memory as to who you are," Sora said. "Right?"

Mia looked at Sora. She looked down at her hand as she put it to her chest.

"I do not remember if I did have any friends..." Mia said. "As long as I am without all my memories, I will never find out about who I am or what I was supposed to be."

Sora gave her a sympathetic look.

"You're not the first one to think like that once..." Sora said, thinking back to Roxas. 'I'd know because of Roxas...'

Kizuna looked at King Mickey. It was his dream as a kid to meet King Mickey in person. Heck, it was every kid's dream to meet the Old King. The mouse was an inspiration to many people throughout the world. Many people wanted to shake hands with the mouse. World leaders have shook hands with the former king of the Old World. From what Kizuna could learn from Sora's memories, Mickey was a wise, humble, and strong-willed leader. It's no wonder that Sora respected and admired him as a friend.

He looked around to see his friends watching attentively. He could tell some of them were anxious about being here. He couldn't blame them. Mickey Mouse made a name for himself as one of the contributing factors to putting an end to the Chaos Era. He was already regarded as a legend in the Old World and he had, at one point, become the king of earth before stepping down and letting King Furry be his successor.

"So that's Mickey Mouse..." Madoka said. "He looks way shorter in person."

"He almost reminds of me Principal Nezu," Izuku said. "Only he doesn't look much like a cross between a bear and a mouse."

"King Mickey..." Yoh said. "I never thought I'd ever get to see him."

"He looks like a cute stuffed animal," Ruby said.

Yujo had a look of determination on his face as he looked at Mickey. 'So that's King Mickey, the same one my master fought alongside during his days in the Old World,' he thought.

"He looks so cute!" Ai said with her hands on her cheeks.

"You do realize he already has someone in his life, right?" Diana asked.

"I know, but..." Ai paused. "... I wish I could just hold him in my arms and hug him..."

"She's lost to us..." Akko said.

"You are going to be the next generation, the new vanguard to take the place of the old vanguard. You will become Earth's newest protectors, defending our way of life from those who wish to tear it asunder and shroud the world into darkness. Regardless of your background, we believe that everyone here has what it takes to be the best," Mickey said, snapping his fingers. With a snap of his fingers, a diagram of the school campus was shown on a holographic projection. "Now look at this diagram here, here, you see the main building in which we are standing in. This is where we have most of the standard classes are located, including the cafeteria, the library, and so on. Now, the building to the east here..."

A building connected to the main building was highlighted. It looked like a much bigger gym than what Kizuna and his class were in.

"... is the Simulation Gym," Mickey said. "What it is self-explanatory. It is a gym that can be programmed to generate any kind of simulation. It will be used to train you under different circumstances. Now the building to the west is, of course, the outdoor swimming pool. Last but not least, we have the dorms."

The hologram zooms out and zooms in on a series of buildings next to the school. Izuku was astounded by the size of the buildings. They were bigger than the Height Alliance dorms he and his UA classmates used to live in. They must have been made to accommodate the huge classes.

"These buildings are big enough to fit at least a hundred or so students each. Each dorm has its assigned dorm parent. It comes with enough storage capacity for food, and other supplies to accommodate for the number of students." Mickey said. "And I believe that covers much of the campus, so let's move on to something else."

The diagram was put down and the word "Missions" was up there.

"I'm sure that some of you have or haven't known about this, but our curriculum also includes various missions," Mickey said. "There will be two categories of missions: Class Missions and Student Missions. Class Missions will be assigned to your class at the end of every month. Student Missions will be put on display on the Mission Board which you will find scattered along the campus. Only those of you who are in the advanced Hero curriculum are allowed to go on missions. All missions will be ranked at different levels depending on the mission parameters. All students in the Hero classes will each have a rank based on the data given to us by the Hero Association."

A list of ranks was put up on the hologram. The ranks ranged from D, C, B, A, and S.

"Pay attention to this diagram, this lists the rank of the mission. The rank of the mission denotes how much risk is involved in the mission with Rank D being the least dangerous and Rank S being the most risky. Some of you will be limited in what missions you can participate in for Student Missions. For example, D Rank students can only do D and C rank missions, with the latter requiring that at least one faculty member or at least one C Rank student accompany them. D-Rank students cannot engage in the B Rank Mission. The same applies to students in Rank C and B. Rank A students cannot partake in S Rank missions without proper authorization from either me, the headmaster, or the Committee. Only S Rank students can do S Rank missions without needing approval," Mickey said. "In Class Missions, those restrictions will apply to some students who cannot join the mission due to having a low rank or low grades."

"In other words, we have to keep our grades up and make sure we are at a high rank to conduct paramilitary operations," Satsuki said. "Interesting..."

"It's not all paramilitary!" Iida said, using his weird hand gestures.

"So it's just the same stuff we used to do back in Beacon," Yang said.

"Pretty much sums it up," Blake said.

"So we need to have good grades and get stronger?" Yujo asked. "All while living long enough just to graduate?" He smiled at the thought.

"I have my work cut out for me," Baki said. "And it's not even the first day."

The list was gone and the device was turned off.

Cid Highwind was watching the orientation through a portable TV in his workshop. He was watching as Mickey started going over all the other curriculums that some of the students had been put in. He was smoking his cigarette while the mouse went rambling off. He thought back to his old life in the Old World before being reincarnated in this world, the New World. Back then, he used to be a pilot before running an accessory shop in Traverse Town before his fateful meeting with Sora. Since that fateful meeting, he started selling Gummi Ship parts and became a successful engineer, computer expert and always butting heads with Merlin. But now, he missed those days, especially the days when he and Merlin would constantly clash with each other. Merlin was in Europe, working for Luna Nova Academy.

"Hey, Cid," a voice caught his attention.

He turned to see Barret Wallace. He was a mean, dark-skinned heavy-set man. He was wearing sunglasses, a dirty brown vest, green pants, and large boots. If Cid had to describe this man, he'd call him one thing: a man who is way too passionate and emotionally driven for his own good. Barret had a gun on his right arm, one that could be replaced with a different weapon. Barret was a member of LOGOS' North American branch based in New Midgard, Arizona.

"You're watching the orientation for Daybreak? I didn't know you were the type," Barret said.

Cid blows out his cigarette. He rubs the burnt end on the ashtray. "What, I can't watch what I want on TV?"

"No, I'm just wondering when the hell you're gonna fix up my arm," Barret said.

Cid sighs as he gets rid of his cigarette and pulls a new one out. He lights the cigarette and inhales. He puffs out smoke.

"Alright, let me take a look at it," Cid said.

Sometime later...

"Now, before we end this orientation ceremony, I'd just like to say a few words to all of you before I bring in a special guest here," Mickey said. "I am glad to be here with all of you. It warms my heart to see all of you here. Now, without further ado..."

A spotlight shines on the corner. "Introducing..."

Coming out from behind the curtain was a man wearing a v-neck white shirt and a black leather bomber jacket with a fur trim collar. He wore black leather gloves, black pants with three interconnecting red belts, and black boots. A pendant was around his neck.

"Squall Leonhart!" Mickey said.

"OH MY GOD!" Minako and Nobara screamed like fangirls. "HE LOOKS SO HOT!"

"Leonhart?!" Izuku exclaimed.

"Leonhart?" Kizuna asked.

"Leon is alive?" Sora asked.

"Is he a friend of yours, Sora?" Kizuna asked.

"Yeah, he and I go back," Sora said. "I wonder if Tidus or Waka—"

"Whoa, hold on a minute," Kizuna interrupts. "You know Tidus and Waka?"

"Yeah, we lived on Destiny Island," Sora said.

"So you mean to tell me you know two of one of the Blitzball players in the entire world?" Kizuna asked. "And you didn't bother to tell me?"

Kizuna was met with awkward silence.

"What's a Blitzball?" Sora asked. "Also, you didn't bother to ask."

Leon taps the mic on his headset, testing the audio.

"Is this on?" Leon asked, to which Mickey nodded his head."Well, thank you, your majesty. It's a pleasure to be here."

Leon looks at the audience. "It is such an honor to see a new generation of heroes being made here today. But that's not the only reason I'm here."

He clears his throat. "I'm here to remind all of you about something important. We all have an origin story, don't we? Having one is important, in this day and age. Some of us are proud of who we were back then before our lives were changed. Some of us feel ashamed of who we were before becoming who we are now. We all have had our ups and downs. We have all done good and bad things growing up and becoming who we are. I... wasn't much of a social person. I was ok fighting by myself. I felt like I didn't need anyone's help... not until I met a friend who told me, and even proved to me, that there is no shame in asking for help. Since then, I've changed. I became a leader, a team player, a strategist."

Leon sighed. "So much has changed ever since the Chaos Era took the world by storm. Everything we thought we knew got flipped upside down. We lost people. Friends, family, loved ones, people we used to look up to, people who we worked with all our lives... there was no way we were going to get it all back. There are some things that we had to let go of. Of course, as the saying goes: "old habits die hard." And it is most certainly the case with everything that has been happening."

"I'm sure some of you have heard about some scuffle that happened in the 20th Ward involving a pair of ghoul investigators and a keyblade wielder. It sparked a lot of controversy over in Japan. Believe me, people haven't stopped talking about it for a while." Leon said.

'Well those investigators were a pair of jerks who tried to kill a recently widowed mother,' Kizuna thought.

Kizuna thought back to that incident. He could still remember the anger he felt when he decided to fight those two investigators. One of them was a creepy guy with a bugged-out eye and the other was just some guy who thinks ghouls are nothing but monsters.

And he beat them both, no thanks to the power he had gained as a result of his training.

Flashback

Kizuna looked at Kureo Mado with eyes filled with hot-boiled blood running in his veins. He saw the man in the trench coat look angry as hell as he was looking at the boy with intense anger. Beside him was Amon, panting as he was finding it hard for him to stand. Amon could barely hold his weapon as he was covered in bruises. It was raining hard.

"You..." Mado seethed with anger. "You little brat... do you have any idea what you're doing? You have all this power and you decide to turn it against your fellow men?"

Kizuna couldn't care less about the man's opinions. He stared into the man's eyes with a silent fury. He gripped his keyblade with an iron grip.

"You think that... thing is innocent?" Mado said, pointing at Kizuna's direction.

Kizuna made a glance in the direction of Mado's finger, looking at Ryouko Fueguchi. It made his blood boil, hearing Mado calling her a "thing", knowing her to be a gentle soul looking after her daughter. He glanced at the corner of a building. He turns back to Mado, his anger burning in his eyes.

"Do you even know what you're doing?" Mado asked. "You are violating the Ghoul Countermeasures Law for interfering with the arrest of a ghoul, as such, you will be punished severely as Article 88 states. Also, as stated in Article 119, any human involvement in either harboring or preventing the arrest of a ghoul is punishable by the death penalty. So even if you succeed in protecting that thing, all you've done for yourself is sign your death warrant, let alone a life sentence in prison."

Kizuna gripped his keyblade tightly.

"I know what I'm doing, and for once in my life, I wouldn't have it any other way if it means protecting someone who's in danger," Kizuna said. "Human or not, I refuse to stand by and watch as someone tries to trample on the lives of others. I don't care if it's against the law to interfere with an ongoing investigation being carried out by you Doves, I'll fight to protect Mrs. Fueguchi with my life! Even if it means I have to face certain death!"

"YOU STUPID BRAT!" Mado swung the whip-like qinque at Kizuna, extending out towards the boy, even as Amon shouted at the man. "Fine then, you want to die so badly?! Then you can die with her and every other ghoul in the 20th Ward!"

Kizuna parries the attack, knocking it back. The keyblade lets off a burst of fire that generates enough thrust to launch Kizuna at the man.

"Behold! My courage!" Kizuna yelled. "Feel the burning of my soul through my iron fist covered in passion!"

"Formchange!" Kizuna said.

The keyblade turned into a gauntlet. The sound of a jet engine could be heard as Kizuna applied some spin to his ankle, making him spin as he jumped in midair. The spinning caused him to go up in the air.

"ACCEL FIST!" Kizuna said. "ACCEL BURST!"

Kizuna comes down with a downward punch. Mado found himself flipping in the air as the punch sent him upwards. He winds up for a punch.

Turbo Magi-Tech Style:
Bursting Slam Dunk

Another Accel Burst follows up with the windup. He pulls his ordinary arm back for a windup. A red aura engulfs both fists.

FULL
THROTTLE

"Full Throttle!" Kizuna said. "BUSTER SHOTGUN!"

BUSTER
SHOTGUN

Turbo Full Throttle Style:
BUSTER SHOTGUN

He throws a double punch that hits Mado in the chest. The man felt his ribs cracking as he was sent flying from the punch. It was about a good 12 feet. Kizuna switched targets and kicked Amon in the face, sending him flying towards Mado's direction.

Courageous Martial Arts Style:
Suzaku's Talons

Kizuna watched as the two men landed. Kizuna breathed heavily as he had exhausted his energy into those blows.

Kizuna spots the qinque, the one made from Mr Fueguchi's kagune. He walked over to it.

'Mr. Fueguchi...' Kizuna thought as he stared at it.

His attention was pulled to Mado, who was surprisingly still kicking. Mado was coughing up blood as his ribs were broken.

"You... you stupid... ghoul sympathizer... how... how dare you..." Mado growled, coughing up more blood. "You're just some... stupid... spoiled brat... who doesn't know shit... about anything in this world we live in! Damn brat... I could have had another qinque... if only you didn't show up... if only you hadn't gotten in the way..."

Mado collapsed. The rain stopped and the clouds began to part. Kizuna looked at the man as sunlight pierced through the clouds.

Present Day

'At least I won't have to think about that guy ever again.' Kizuna thought.

"Um... Kizu-kun?"

Kizuna looked at Madoka.

"Oh, I was just lost in thought," Kizuna said. "Did I miss anything?"

"A little bit," Yoh said. "Leon is almost done wrapping up his speech."

Kizuna looked at Leon.

"... and so, I implore all of you to be on your best behavior for the rest of the year. I can't wait to see all of you in action." Leon said. "And with that, I'll be leaving now."

Leon walks off the stage, leaving Mickey up on the stage.

"Well, I wish all of you, students and teachers, good luck, and let us all have a great school year," Mickey said.

With a resounding round of applause. Everyone began to clear out of the room.

Kizuna and his classmates made it back to their classroom. As soon as they did, they saw a man sitting in a chair backward with a cigarette in his mouth. The man had stitches on his face and a large screw that was jutting out of his head. Kizuna felt a pit in his stomach.

"Why hello—"

"HOLD IT!" Iida exclaimed, running up to the man, and swinging his arm in a chopping motion. "You're not allowed to smoke in here! Are you trying to set a bad example for the students here?!"

The man merely looked at Iida for a second before puffing smoke at him. Iida coughs as he waves away the smoke from him.

"Tenya Iida, Quirk: Engine," The man spoke, immediately getting Iida's attention. "You know, I find some Quirks and other superpowers interesting while I tend to find some that just don't seem interesting to me."

The man began to twist the screw on his head. The sound the screw was making as it was being twisted was unsettling, eerie, and mechanical. It was of someone twisting the knob of a radio very slowly.

"Professor Stein? Is that you?" Maka's voice breaks the eerie sound.

The man stopped turning the screw. Everyone except Maka's classmates from the DWMA looked at her in confusion.

"You... you know him?" Iida asked.

"Unfortunately..." Soul grumbled, cringing at the sight of the egocentric man. "This is so not cool..."

"Professor Franken Stein," Kid said. "He is the most... how should I put this? He is the DWMA's Strongest Meister. But aside from that, he is..."

"A freaky old man who wants to dissect people!" Black Star said, only for Kid to bonk him over the head.

"... a very good doctor." Kid said. "But, like what Black Star said before he interrupted me, he... can be quite a handful... especially when it comes to his... obsession with dissecting things."

"Yeah, with that screw in his head, you'd think he'd have trouble fitting through a door," Tsuyu said. "I wonder if he was born with that screw..."

"If you're wondering about the screw, I put it in there myself," Stein said. "Now that all of you know who I am, why don't you stop gawking around and get to your seats?"

The rest of the class got to their seats. Stein turned to look at them, giving the students a creepy stare.

"Now I'm sure some of you know a little bit about me, but let me make one thing clear," Stein said. "If there is one thing in this world I do like, it's dissections."

"We're already one minute in this class and you're talking about dissections now?" Yusuke asked. "You are freaking me out already."

Stein flashes a creepy, sadistic grin. "What's wrong? Never dissected a frog in your life?"

"Look, no one came here to dissect frogs—"

"But there is a frog that's ready to be dissected..." Stein points in Tsuyu's direction. "... isn't that right, Asui?"

"First, call me Tsu," Tsuyu said. "Second... I don't think you can dissect me just because I am part frog, ribbit."

"That croak says otherwise..." Stein said.

The class was already feeling unsettled by Stein. Yujo and Satsuki don't seem particularly phased by this mad scientist of a teacher, which makes the class feel more unsettled.

Stein straightens up. "But then again, you're right. The rest of your anatomy is probably human anyway."

The class sighed in relief.

"Now who wants to dissect a centipede?" Stein asked, holding a centipede in his fingers.

"NO!" Kaneki screamed in sheer terror.

Klaus von Reinherz was standing before Kizuna's class, holding a book in his hand. He had red hair with an underbite. Two fangs on his lower jaw could be seen by his lips. He was wearing a white shirt, a black waistcoat, a red tie, glasses, black pants, and dress shoes.

"Hello, all of you, my name is Klaus von Reinherz," Klaus introduces himself like a gentleman. "I will be your literary teacher of your class for the rest of the year. I am an avid botanist, a Prosfair player, and I'm glad to meet all of you—oh, hello, Leonardo." He looked in Leonardo's direction. He cleared his throat. "But please, you can call me Klaus."

"Hmph. A gentleman, and a proper one at that," Diana said.

"Yes, he looks dignified," Satsuki concurs.

"He's so mature..." Weiss said.

Satsuki and Diana looked at her. Weiss realized what she had said and shook her head.

"I mean he reminds me of my butler, only without the... changing personalities... thing," Weiss said.

"So uh... what's with the fangs?" Yusuke asked.

"Oh these?" Klaus pointed to his underbite, specifically the fangs that Yusuke mentioned. "Well, it's a rather long story, but I don't think we'll be able to get to that."

Gohan looked at Leonardo. "Do you know him? He seems to know you."

"Yeah, he's my boss," Leonardo said. "He's a pretty sweet guy. A real gentle giant. Just whatever you do, don't try to launch a sneak attack."

"Why?"

"The last guy who attempted it became human spaghetti," Leonardo said, remembering all the times his coworker Zapp got folded by Klaus every single time he launched a sneak attack.

Aerith liked working with kids. Having been a flower girl to an elementary school teacher to her current occupation as the class's art teacher, she had always been kind towards people, especially kids. Though it feels much different than it was compared to her days as an elementary school teacher, she felt like a teacher nonetheless. She looked at Kizuna, catching a glimpse of Sora. She remembered all the times Sora would come back to Radiant Garden to catch up with everyone else.

She felt relieved to know that Sora, in one way or another, was still around. Though she is an agent of LOGOS, she is put on reserve so she can focus on the one thing she loves to do: teach children and make education fun (though that was more Tifa's thing). However, now that she was teaching a bunch of teenagers, she realized that there was a significant difference between teaching children and teaching hormonal teenagers.

Kizuna and his classmates were standing in the dorms. They were as big as Mickey implied they were. The building had sci-fi and fantasy elements incorporated into its design. Gintoki was with the class. The whole class looked amazed just from seeing the building.

"This your dorms for the rest of the year, boys and girls, so take a good look," Gintoki said. "You're going to be spending most of your years here."

As the students were looking at the building, a woman in a leather suit with a cowgirl hat came up to them.

"So, it seems you willingly took my offer, after all, Gintoki." The girl said.

Kizuna immediately picked up on her voice, and so did the rest of the class. Kizuna felt Sora trying to take over his body, but he was quick this time, only allowing one of his eyes to turn blue before going back to green. Gintoki turned to the class.

"Alright, you guys, this is—"

"Tifa Lockhart!" Izuku and Kizuna exclaimed. The two boys cleared their throats and quieted down.

"Wow!" Tifa said in English. "I didn't think I'd be meeting some of my fans already." She tips her hat off. "Though, I never thought All Night's successor was one of my fans already."

"Excuse me, Mademoiselle," Sanji said, coming out of the group with a rose in his mouth. "You look very well today. Allow me to introduce myself—"

"Black Leg Sanji, or Vinsmoke Sanji," Tifa said. "I already knew who you and your crew mates are. I read all about the Straw Hats in some of LOGOS records on pirates."

Sanji fell on one knee upon hearing the word "Vinsmoke" alongside his other moniker. He did not like being associated with the Vinsmoke Family of the Germa Kingdom on the west side of the Grand Line.

"Please, just call me Sanji," Sanji said. "I just want you to know that you look, absolutely stunning and—"

"My heart belongs to someone else's," Tifa said.

And just like that, Sanji felt his heart shatter into millions of pieces. He dropped to the floor as though he were dead.

"Um... is he—?"

"Don't worry, that moron will move on," Zoro spoke up, causing Sanji to suddenly get up.

Sanji nearly snapped his neck glaring at Zoro.

"Well excuse me, moss head, how was I supposed to know she wasn't single?" Sanji asked.

"Because you're a moron," Zoro said.

The two were about to fight each other until Tifa got in between them.

"Oh no, you two are not going to start a fight here," Tifa said. "Not on your first day and under my watch."

"Excuse me, Ms Lockhart, was it? This between me and the moron, so—"

She didn't hesitate to throw a punch at Zoro. Her fist stopped just before it could make contact. Zoro fell in his butt. Izuku's Danger Sense went off, leaving the boy skittish. Everyone looked at her with surprise, some of them having their jaws hanging out.

"Now, let me start over," Tifa said. "The name's Tifa Lockhart. I'm from Midgar, Arizona and I'm sure you've heard of me before when you were younger. I'm going to be your dorm mother starting this year. Now let's all get along now, ok."

"Y-Yes..." The students said.

Tifa takes her hat off and puts it on her back.

"Come on, let's get all of you situated," Tifa said as she looked at them, giving them a wink.