So chat I'm ngl, this was supposed to be the first chapter of ah book of MHA one shots/ideas but I liked this shit SO much I deadass just made it it's own story.
Don't expect updates on this hoe tho cuh im still locked in w The Honored Hero: Deku! but imma come back tah this from time tah time when im in da mood.
Since this is a little side project y'all have full reigns on the pairing so jus lmk what y'all want (ion write harems tho word is bond)
If ya enjoy drop a review because like I said this ain't jus my story it's YOUR story too so let ya thoughts be heard
Say it w me now, WORD IS BOOONNDDDD!
"I'm all fired up!" Izuku stood before the entrance of the mock city, bouncing excitedly up and down while he awaited the start of the practical portion of the exam.
"Excuse me, sir, may you lower your tone, other examinees are trying to focus" A strong hand rested itself on the greenettes shoulder causing the boy to turn around, flames still dancing behind his irises.
"I'm sorry, it's just, that I'M SO FIRED UP RIGHT NOW!" With every word, whisps of rich oranges, reds, and yellows leaked out of the boy's mouth.
The bluenette that attempted to redirect him took a few steps back to avoid the flame, a look of apprehension evident on his features.
"I understand that but not everyone expressed their excitement with flames." Izuku stopped his movements as he looked deep in thought for a moment before slamming his right fist into his left palm, a whisp of flame escaping it.
"You're right man, I'll try to tone it down for now" The greenette flashed a thumbs up as he began to silently run through his flame kata, each punch and kick expunging a small stream of flames.
The taller teen gave his shorter examinee a smile before walking back to where he'd been standing prior. Meanwhile, Izuku was eyeing the mock city with a battle-hungry grin, whisps of flames dancing around his body, waiting to be let loose on the mock robots.
And then finally, he got his reprieve.
"BEGIN!" As soon as the greenette heard the voice of Present Mic instructing the examinees to start, he made a mad dash into the facilities.
"WHAT ARE YOU ALL WAITING FOR?! FOLLOW THAT FIREBOY!" As soon as the words of the proctor reached his ears, Izuku grinned.
Rounding the corner, the 5ft6 teen spotted a 2-pointer barreling toward him. With a strong leap, beautiful, multi-hued flames were expelled from the soles of Izuku's feet, launching the boy right into the face of the hulking robot.
Leaning his upper half forward, the greenettes lower body followed, throwing the boy into a somersault and rocketing his heel into the skull of the 2-pointer. Before the behemoth of a robot could fully fall, Izuku pushed off of its newly destroyed head, using his flames to rocket toward the 3-pointer he'd seen make a wild swing at a girl with lavender hair.
"OSU!" With an enthusiastic battle cry, Izuku stuck both his bare feet out, drop-kicking the robot in the chest and sending it to the ground, a large hole melted into its chest.
The lavender-haired girl retracted her ear jacks and gave the boy a look of gratitude before quickly making her way toward another robot.
"That's gotta be at LEAST 70 points!"
Rolling up the legs of his pants, Izuku surveyed the testing area from atop the building he had scaled searching for any robots in his immediate vicinity. When he saw none, he threw himself off the roof, front flipping and using a minuscule amount of flame to slow his momentum for a safe descent.
"Holy shit! Are you related to Endeavor?" Izuku turned toward the voice's owner, the lavender-haired girl he'd assisted earlier in the test, and gave a slight frown.
"I have no relation to that bastard in the slightest, especially with the way he treats his flames." His voice lost its passionate tone, instead adopting a heavy, ice-filled one as he pushed past the girl.
"Touchy subject I guess. It was a dumb comparison, to be honest, his flames are way prettier than Endavor's" Shaking her thoughts aside, the lavender-haired girl stuck one of her ear jacks into the ground, focusing her hearing in an attempt to pick up the vibrations of any nearby robots that she could destroy for some quick points.
She didn't need her quirk to hear the massive robot rapidly approaching the examinees.
"IT'S THE ZERO POINTER! IT'S BIG TO FIGHT, RETREAT!" The lavender-haired girl recognized the voice as Tenya Iida, the boy who had chastised the flame boy for being too loud during the introductory speech given by Present Mic.
Dispelling her thoughts once more, the lavender-haired girl turned about face and ran away from the robot as instructed.
Or at least she tried to.
A sharp pain shot up her leg as the girl was sent crashing into the concrete, unable to move her right leg. Turning her head to the limb in question, the purple-haired examinee grimaced as she was met with a smoking, bleeding hole on her calve.
"W-Who's idea w-was it to give these fucking robots g-guns?!" The purple-haired examinee desperately tried to keep the tears welling in her eyes from falling as she desperately attempted to drag herself away from the hulking 0-pointer.
Once she saw the robot's massive foot start to fall over her, she knew her life had ended.
"So this is where I die? I thought I might've died in the field as a hero, not training to be one" Her thought was punctuated with a dark chuckle as she closed her eyes, accepting the fate that awaited her.
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"OSU!" Her eyes immediately shot open, black pupils tracking every movement of the green-haired boy who was now flying through the air, right arm swathed in a mixture of beautiful crimson reds, rust oranges, and sun yellows. With a mighty swing of his enflamed arm, the flame-wielding teen sent every drop of fire he had wrapped around his arm into the 0-pointer,
Melting it completely.
With her enhanced hearing, the lavender-haired examinee was able to make out the presumed name of the move her savior had just used.
"Prominence. Burn."
"Are you alright headphone ears?" Izuku extended his still smoldering hand toward the injured, now blushing, girl, steam evaporating off his newly exposed upper half as fresh burn scars painted his arm.
The injured examinee accepted the hand, her blush deepening as he scooped her up in a bridal carry toward the nurse.
Wait, headphone ears?
Izuku yelped as he felt a sharp pain in his stomach. Looking toward the pain's source, he winced as he saw one of the girl's Earphone Jacks embedded in the space between his abs.
"It's Kyouka Jiro, not Headphone Ears, shortie!" Upon receiving an aggressive nod from her savior, Kyouka removed the Earphone Jack embedded in the boy's stomach.
Izuku gave a relieved sigh as he continued his trek toward the nurse's office.
Wait, shortie?
"So...that move you used, isn't it Endeavo-" Flames briefly escaped Izuku's nose as he crossed his arms and gave a pout, turning his head away from his fellow patient.
"He wishes he could use that move like I can" His tone left no room for further discussion on the topic and so Kyouka decided to drop the subject.
"For now. I will get my answers soon enough."
The two sat in uncomfortable silence as Kyouka nervously played with her jacks and Izuku absentmindedly toyed with some flame in his palm.
Eventually, Recovery Girl walked into her office and took notice of her two patients, both trying their hardest to ignore one another.
A sinister grin set itself on the woman's features as she began to maliciously rub her hands together.
"I can already tell, these two would make an excellent couple" The sinister grin that followed altered the two teens to the elderly woman's presence, slightly scaring them both.
Izuku, although unintentionally, positioned himself in front of the injured examinee, what little flame he had left enveloping his fist until he finally realized who he'd been preparing to fight.
"Oh! I'm so sorry Recovery Girl! You scared me a little bit." The flames enveloping his fist extinguished as he made his way back to his bed, unceremoniously throwing himself onto it.
Recovery Girl gave a hearty laugh as she made her way to Kyouka and kissed her bandaged leg. Almost instantly, the lavender-haired girl felt the burning in her leg wash away as the wound closed.
"All better?" The elderly hero asked and Kyouka nodded before closing her eyes, too tired to respond verbally.
The healing hero shifted her gaze to the fire-wielding greenette as he absentmindedly lit and extinguished his hand, the boy entranced by his own flame.
"Did you clean and wrap her leg, Sonny?"
"Yes Ma'am"
"You did quite a good job, especially for someone your age. Who taught you?"
"My...My mom. I used to burn myself pretty badly with my quirk, my mom would patch me up and eventually taught me how to do it myself." Recovery Girl could feel the pain within his voice and quickly decided to drop the subject, ignorant to the boy's flame taking the shape of a young woman.
And ignorant to the very much awake Kyouka who'd heard and seen everything.
"I THOUGHT YOUR SPARKLERS WERE STRONGER THAN THIS, DEKU!" The two teens circled each other, hungry grins enveloping their features as they studied one another for an opening.
"I CAN SAY THE SAME ABOUT YOUR LITTLE FIRECRACKERS!" Izuku shot back.
The greenette caught the slight shift of weight that occurred whenever his ash blonde adversary stepped to the left and once the taller teen had made repeated the motion, Izuku struck.
Stomping his lead right foot, Izuku sent out a wave of flames toward the ash blonde, forcing him into the air to dodge. Capitalizing on the dodge, Izuku threw a rear leg round which sent another wave of bright orange flame barreling toward the taller teen.
"YOU FORGOT I CAN DODGE IN THE AIR!" True to his words, the taller teen used a series of explosions that propelled him above the wave of flames.
Then, faster than Izuku could react, the teen let loose a massive explosion, rocketing him toward the smaller boy, before sticking both his legs out and nailing Izuku in the chest, sending him crashing into the grass.
"IZUKU, BRAT! YOUR LETTERS ARE HERE!" The familiar voice of the ash-blonde teen's mother made its way to the teen's ears, the message carried causing the two to eagerly sprint inside the apartment.
The two teens had been accepted per expectation and now Izuku was wandering through the hallways of UA, searching for his classroom.
"I should've left early with Kacchan, now I'm lost"
As if the universe was listening, the next hallway the teen wandered down withheld the classroom he'd been looking for.
"1-A"
After meeting their homeroom teacher, 1-A was instructed to go outside and, after a very scary speech about fairness, were in the midst of their quirk apprehension tests.
"Remember not to send too much of your flames to your feet, Deku, it's what keeps your feet sore" Izuku nodded toward his best friend and focused on the pool of flame within him. Once he found it, he directed it toward the soles of his feet just as he had done during the entrance exams, this time, restraning the stream slightly to avoid the dull ache he'd feel whenever he used too much.
Stepping up to the board, Izuku crouched down before exploding upwards, swinging his arms upwards and kicking the air, sending a stream of flame downwards which accelerated the boy even more, causing him to clear the sandpit with ease.
Once he'd landed he immediately felt a strong palm connect with his back before a shoulder swung over his shoulder.
"JUST LIKE THAT YA DAMN NERD!" The ash-blonde teen yelled with a chuckle, pride swelling within his voice.
Both ignorant to the murderous glare shot toward Izuku by one Shoto Todoroki.