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🌟 FLASHBACK 🌟

As a teenager I thought there was no label like Drive Thru Records. One of my favourite bands was on their roster, Hidden In Plain View!

I first saw them in 2005 on the Drive Thru Invasion Tour alongside ALLiSTER, Halifax and I am the Avalanche.

REQUEST: Do another about Bakugou and Izuka, please! I can't help but fantasize about their kids how about one about marriage life or one about family! If is too much then well it can be about nurse Deku...if you can I just want to see more of those two. ^w^

This one was a fun one to write! Imagining their lives like this after graduation just got me giddy to write more <3 Their life must be tough but they both probably wouldn't trade it for the world.

PS didn't name their kids cause thought you all would like to have that option for yourselves! If you are interested in learning more about what I picture for them, don't hesitate to ask :'D

“Mama, where papa?”

Izuka felt a tug on her shorts, and she glanced down at the little blonde headed girl who looked back up at her. Her large green eyes had a shimmer to them, showing she had been crying again and Izuka gave her two year old daughter a large smile before bending down and picking her up.

“Don’t worry baby, papa is on his way home now. He promised to be back for dinner.” Izuka gave her daughter a large kiss on her forehead, cuddling her to her chest and rocking softly as she left the stove to simmer.

“I doubt it…” Another voice rang from the hallway, and Izuka peeked her head around the kitchen counter to peer towards the voice. Her son, now eight years old glared from his position by the stairs. His red eyes were casted down at his feet, an angry scowl on his lips as he kicked at the carpet placed there. “He says this all the time but he’s never home. He’ll just be late again or not even show up like last time.”

Izuka sighed, hoisting her daughter higher to walk down the hallway. She pulled her son against her, his face resting right into her stomach as his arms wrapped around her middle. She felt the tears rather than heard them, and she glanced up at the clock with a sigh.

‘Katsuki… Please be home soon…’

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Half past midnight the front door to their suburban home opened up softly as Katsuki walked into the warm home. He took a deep breath, his lungs filling with the familiar smell of home. He checked around the corner, glancing into the kitchen to see a pot on the stove with a note. He walked towards it, taking in his wife’s familiar handwriting and smiled softly at her scribble. He set the note back down, and moved towards the couch to see Izuka sleeping against the armrest.

His smile faded, his eyes taking in her hunched over form and bags under her eyes. She looked exhausted, and he could only imagine how long she must have tried to stay up to see him once he returned. He grabbed a nearby blanket, and placed it around her, leaving a light kiss to the crown of her head before setting off towards the hallway. He climbed up the stairs located there, and went towards his son’s room first.

He peered into the darkened room, seeing his son curled up on his side sound asleep. He walked closer, taking in the tear streaks still visible on his cheeks. He ran his hand through his son’s deep green hair, wishing to see his own eyes shining back towards him. He sighed, moving to kiss his forehead and moving towards the door once more.

He walked into his daughter’s room, and paused seeing her all bundled up in her sheets with a doll similar to him in his hero costume clutched to her chest. He moved forward, peering over the bars along the side of her bed as he brushed back her hair. Her cheeks were dusted with her mother’s freckles, and her hair spiked at odd angles as she slept. A small smile formed on her cheeks from his touch, and Katsuki sighed peering down at her.

“What kind of father am I to leave you kids here alone like this…?”

“A good one… whether you believe that or not.”

REQUESTS: If you’re taking requests, could you write one about Izuka meeting her middle school classmates? Maybe she would be out shopping or something, and it wouldn’t be a nice experience unless someone from the 1-A is there/finds her… That could be anyone (or maybe everyone xD), but I’d just like to see people recognize her for how far she’s come

I have a request for a side story if you are willing to write it out. As you said Izuku was thought to be a boy while before high school. I was hoping you would try to write a story where some of her former classmates find out she is a girl and a cute one to boot.

Honestly didn’t know what to write for these two requests until this idea popped into my head randomly last night and I cranked it out in 30 minutes all on my phone. XD BAKUDEKU- Hope you enjoy protective/angry Katsuki and an Izuka who flaunts what she’s got when brought up. Also FYI - in this tweak of timeline they’d be about in their late-second/third year and are dating XD

“Hey… isn’t that Bakugou over there?”

Katsuki grunted as he heard his name mumbled from a couple yards away. He was currently in one of his favorite stores in the large mall, and had just escaped his stupid classmates to find out he was about to run into even more idiots.

Reluctantly, he turned to meet his admirers, his eyes widening in shock as he took in the familiar faces of his old ‘friends’ back in elementary. His eyes grew cold at the smiles that grew on the males’ faces, and the blush that spread across the girls’ as his eyes glanced them all over.

“What the hell do you fuckers want?”

“Still as fouled mouth as ever huh? You haven’t changed much have you?”

“What are you saying?! Do you not see him right now?! He’s gotten so much… buffier! And handsome at that! Bakugou! How often do you work out?”

“He’s in hero school so duh, like everyday. Can’t you see his perfect form? Plus, I’ve seen some of his parent’s magazines shots. Is it true you took up modeling for them? You must have a sweet spot then somewhere in that hard exterior!”

Bakugou’s eye twitched as one girl spoke over the other until they both were practically shouting in his ear. He growled before his fists sparked up and created a loud pop that worked wonders on scaring them into silence.

“Shut the fuck up. What I do in my free time is none of your goddamn business! Now if you’ll fucking excuse me, I’m done messing around with you fucking losers.” He stuffed his hands into his low riding pants and set off down the aisle before one of the guys grabbed his arm.

“Yo man, sorry. Didn’t mean to piss you off there. Girls, am I right? Haha. They can be so annoying.” The boy ignored the vicious looks he received from the two girls he was supposedly hanging out with. “I’ve been meaning to ask you though, how did it go with Midoriya? I haven’t heard much about him since graduation. He was pretty lame wasn’t he?” Did he seriously think that talking about Midoriya would bring Katsuki to stay longer?

“Yeah seriously. What was a quirkless loser like him thinking about trying to get into UA? I haven’t seen him around at any of the other schools around here.” What a fucking idiot of a girl. Shut up.

“You don’t think he dropped did he?” Oh you bet your ass he didn’t. You’d never recognize him. Katsuki held back a snort at his thoughts.

“Why do you sound worried? It’s probably be better if he did just drop out. Hell, it’d probably be better if he just disappeared all together. Right Baku-” Oh for the fucking love of-! That’s it!

The male stopped midway through Bakugou’s name, his fear spiking at the murderous looks they were all given. Before he could react, the male had his collar grabbed and was thrown into a nearby clothing display and Katsuki prowled over top of him.

His red eyes looked down right furious as his hand smoked along his collar. The other was raised in the air, sparking to life with his unforgiving quirk as he teeth grit together.

“The fuck you think you’re saying?! You don’t know fucking shit! Shut your goddamn mouth before I permanently seal it shut for you!”

“Bak-Bakugou I’m sorry man! I didn’t realize he was a touchy subject! I swear!”

“Yeah! Seriously come on Bakugou! You know how you were to him back in elementary…! It’s not like you care or anything!”

Bakugou’s eyes settled on the girls next with his hands sparking furiously now. “The fuck you think you’re fucking saying you bitch?!”

“Kacchan…?”

Katsuki stopped mid step towards the girls and turned to his right to see Izuka standing there looking confused. His eyes settled over the new outfit she was wearing, one she definitely hadn’t been wearing when they first came in here. Her midriff showed through the loose black crop top that had mesh see-thru sides all the way up to the short cuffed sleeves with a loose neckline that showed off one shoulder. Her favorite teal bra peaked out underneath the cold shoulder, and her shorts were now white with a black spandex underneath that showed off her muscular and tanned thighs. Her infamous red shoes adorned her feet, and the hat Katsuki swore he was wearing when he walked in now rested upon her head.

Fuck, she looked damn good right now and Katsuki could hardly contain himself.

“I heard exploding noises so I thought I might find you over here.” Izuka walked towards him, her hips slightly swaying as if to a hidden beat as she came to rest besides him. Katsuki’s mouth ran dry as she winked at him before she put her elbow on his shoulder and leaned into his side. “Who you fighting now, Kacchan?”

Katsuki didn’t even get a chance to retort before the male he had previously just tried to blow the face off of spoke up.

“Holy shit Bakugou… You have a girlfriend now?! She’s… holy shit she’s hot!”

“Bakugou’s got a girlfriend? I don’t think I can believe it!”

Izuka smirked as they all looked her over and felt Katsuki’s hand slowly sliding along her exposed lower back.

She knew exactly who these people were, and the fact they hadn’t noticed who she was yet was proof enough she had changed over the last few years. She was quite proud of herself, and the strong arm that now wrapped around her waist to pull her tight against Katsuki’s body told her he was fucking proud too.

“Kacchan? You gonna say something?” Izuka looked up at him, her eyes fluttering in the way that made Katsuki scowl in distaste. She always looked too pretty for her own good when she did that.

“Wait…”

Izuka and Katsuki both looked over towards one of the girls, her mouth hanging slightly open as she looked from Izuka to Katsuki.

“Oh… so she’s figured it out…?” Izuka whispered as Katsuki held back a choked snort.

“Wait… Kacchan…? I only know one person who ever continuously called you that and it was…” The girl’s eyes widened as she gasped and pointed at Izuka. “Midoriya?!”

The other people present around them all looked like she grew another head before glancing back at Izuka. Their eyes raked over her body, and she squirmed a little under the attention. The warm hand on her waist helped to calm her down as the looks of recognition slowly began to fill the other’s faces.

“Holy shit…”

“There’s no fricken way…!”

“I thought Midoriya was a guy?”

“Did you go through a sex change?!”

Katsuki barked out a laugh at that last one before one of the guys eyes settled on him.

“I knew it. You’re gay. Holy shit. I called it years ago but no one would ever believe me!”

Katsuki’s fists snapped open and he tried to prowl towards the male. “I’m not fucking gay you stupid piece of shit! How dare you-! I’ll fucking-! Deku let me go! This piece of shit needs to learn who the fuck he’s talking to!”

“And if I let you go we will probably get in trouble and you’ll burn down another whole stack of clothes we will have to pay for.” Izuka sighed and pulled him against her chest. He stiffened before relaxing a bit, but his hands still smoked from his held down arms. “Relax Kacchan.”

“I’m fucking chill.”

She hummed in reply as she peaked around his broad back to see the other four staring at them in confusion. She sighed before resting her head against Katsuki’s bicep.

“To answer your questions, yes hi, it’s me, Midoriya. No I didn’t have a sex change, I’ve always been a girl. My name is not Izuku, it’s Izuka. Slight mistype - never cared to fix it. No, I’m not a quirkless loser anymore. I’ve got a pretty badass quirk and I’m at UA with this blonde mess of a pro-hero in the making.” She grinned at the slow realization on each face. “Hero course too.” She winked at the other teenagers.

Finally letting go of Bakugou, she wrapped her arms around his left arm before tugging. “Kacchan I’m hungry. Can we go get something to eat now?” He got the point in her meaning- I don’t want to be around them any longer so get me the hell out of here.

Katsuki grunted and took his arm away from her hold and wrapped it around her shoulders. “Sure babe, lets go.” He just turned her away when he heard a few chokes behind him.

“B-babe?”

“Holy Shit I don’t believe it… Midoriya is a girl.”

“A hot girl…”

“Yeah a hot girl. Holy shit.”

“I can’t believe Bakugou and Midoriya are…”

“I don’t want to believe it. He’s so hot! It’s not fair!”

“He’s hot? Are you kidding? Did you see her in that getup? Holy shit I’d kill to-“

Katsuki tuned out the rest as he glanced down at his grinning girlfriend. “So… what’s with the fucking outfit and where’s the one you had on earlier?”

Izuka stopped them in place just in time for the stores security alarm to go off. The store clerk to glanced up from the magazine he was reading, and Izuka had no time to explain herself before a knowing, annoyed look crossed his face.

“Uh, yeah… about that…”

REQUEST: Maybe one where Todoroki bonds over something that reminds him of his mother with Izuka. — This was a cute one! Wanted to get something out there in case I wasn’t able to finish the Christmas short I was planning! Here’s some cute TodoDeku <3

It had started snowing a few hours ago before school had let out. It was beautiful to see, the snow falling all around the campus as students shouted with glee at the snow covered ground. He overheard many students talking about what they were going to do over the weekend - go sledding, maybe skiing, make snow angels, or like Bakugou had shouted out to the class when they all crowded around the windows to see the snow falling - “Staying the fuck in my bed and away from you fuckers!”

Todoroki sighed as he watched his classmates run out into the cold. His left side flared up, keeping him warm as he walked towards the dorms, making sure to follow the footsteps already created so he wouldn’t disturb anymore of the snow covered pathways. His mind was reeling with memories of a childhood long ago, one where him and his mother used to-

“Hey, Shou-chan, you in there?”

Todoroki paused as he looked to his left, seeing Izuka smiling up at him, her hand waving in front of his face. He must have stopped along his walk, since she was farther behind him when the class had let out. Her face was flushed a beautiful pink, and her eyes seemed to sparkle in the dimming light of day as he nodded in reply. “Sorry, I was just lost in thought.” He smiled softly down at her, her smiling growing as she wrapped her arm through his, and looked around them.

“It’s beautiful, isn’t it?” She looked up at him, her eyes taking in his expression before pressing on. “Do you have any memories of the snow, Shou-chan?” Todoroki nodded, his mind going back to the memories from before. “I do. All of them with my mother.”

Izuka seemed to brighten at the mention of his mother. She had come with him a few weeks ago to meet her, Shouto wanting to introduce the two as he had talked about Izuka many times to his mother. His mother was ecstatic to meet her, her eyes shining in the way they did when he was younger and free of his father’s burden. Shouto smiled at the thought, his arm tugging lightly to pull Izuka a bit closer.

“Same with me. My mom loved to come outside and make snow angels and bake cookies with hot chocolate whenever it snowed. It was always a lovely time.” Izuka seemed to be far away in the moment, but her soft smile left Shouto musing over an idea.

“Say, Izuka.”

Her eyes lifted up to him, just as they reached the door to the dorming hall. “Yes?”

Shouto smiled at her, his left hand coming up to ruffle out the snowflakes that had gotten caught in her hair. “Would you like to make a snowman with me later, and finish the night with hot chocolate?”

The smile that broke out onto her face was answer enough.

—- Izuka giggled as Shouto shook out his pants leg, his face annoyed as the snow fell from his right pant’s leg. He couldn’t melt it with his left side without causing water to cover his skin, so he took the normal route. He gave Izuka an exasperated look, his eyes with a playful glare as she grinned in his direction.

“Oh yeah, very funny Izuka. Put snow down my pants. Ha. Ha.” Shouto sighed as he finally got the last out of his snow pants, and stripped them off to the extra pair underneath. His right side was chillier than normal, the snow and cold affecting it a lot more than he wished since he couldn’t warm his right side with his left in fear of melting the snow and ruining their moment. He let the warmth flood his body and he smiled as his body settled the cold making him shiver.

He glanced over at Izuka, seeing her hands rub over her arms before her eyes met his.

“Come here.” Shouto waved her over and she walked towards him, her eyes with a questioning look before he pulled her closer by her hand. He wrapped his arms around her, his warmth sinking into her cool skin as a sigh of contentment left her lips.

“Thank you Shouto…” Izuka hummed and he smiled at the calm moment passing between them. She pulled away slightly to look around her dorm room before nodding at her desk that was set up with a few choices of tea, hot chocolate and cookies. “Do you mind warming up the water in the mugs and I can get a movie set up?”

Shouto nodded, reluctant to let her go. He knew there would be time during the movies to hold her close again, his body light as he settled about heating up the mugs of water. He looked through her selection of teas, smiling as a few of his favorites were found. He grabbed a mug of water with his left hand, heating it up to a proper temperature before adding in his tea and setting about the next mug.

He turned around, handing Izuka her own All Might mug and watching her mix in a hefty amount of hot chocolate mix. “Why water? Why not milk?”

Izuka shrugged and smiled at him. “This is how my mom and I always did it. I know some people heat up milk to add the chocolate mix into it, but water tastes just as fine.” She grabbed a candy cane from her desk and a packet of the pocky she likes and settled herself on her bed. She patted the spot next to her, setting the laptop on her lap with the mug placed to the side.

“Weird American Holiday movies alright?”

Shouto held back a barely contained snort, settling himself against her side and glancing at the screen of the laptop. “Jim Carrey version?”

Izuka’s grin spread across her face. “Of course! I enjoy the classic How the Grinch Stole Christmas, but this Jim Carrey fellow is hilarious. I enjoy all the improps he does in the movie.”

Shouto just smiled at her, nodding in agreement and settling his arm around her waist. “As long as it’s with you, I’m sure I’ll enjoy it.”

Izuka glanced up at him, a shy smile on her face before she leaned over and gently kissed his cheek.

“Me too Shou-chan. Me too.” ***

REQUEST: Please truth or dare approach. Kirishima kissing Deku in the game and Katsuki getting all jealous and possessive

Rated Mature for Language

“Why the fuck did I agree to play this shitty ass game?”

Katsuki huffed from his place on the floor, his back cracked as he stretched up, extending his arms above his head and grunting from the relief it provided. He glared at Mina who just grinned back at him, her hand on the bottle in the middle of the floor. “I feel like I’ve been sitting on my ass for hours just watching you fuckers learn more about each other.”

Mina stuck out her tongue, spinning the bottle in front of her. “Oh hush Bakugou! At least we aren’t playing spin the bottle, and instead the truth or dare version of this game. God knows how angry you would get if-”

“If what huh!? I dare you to fucking finish that sentence you piece of pink haired shit-”

“Kacchan! Please, come on. It’s just a game.” Izuka’s hand reached out and pulled him back against the bed they were leaning against. “It’s a fun way to get to know everyone while playing a game. Come on, the bottle landed on you. So?”

Mina smiled at Izuka before her eyes settled on Katsuki. “So? What’s it gonna be? Truth, or will you take the dare?” Her eyebrows rose up as Katsuki’s red eyes settled her with a look.

“I’ll take the fucking dare. This game's gotta fucking liven up somehow.” Katsuki snorted as he crossed his arms over his chest, taking a look around the small group as Mina seemed to be considering her options.

It was the little friend group that Katsuki tolerated having around him. There was pink-haired alien girl, Mina, who likes to act as the leader of organizing these sorts of things. Then Hair-for-Brains, Eijirou, and his weird crew of followers, Denki and Hanta, who bounded up to Katsuki since day one. Then of course there was Izuka, who Katsuki favored the most.

But he would never admit that outloud.

Mina snapped her fingers, drawing Katsuki’s attention back to her as he quirked an eyebrow. “I’ve got it! I dare you to try and not cuss for the rest of this game, if you do, you have to take off a piece of clothing!”

This got everyone’s attention and the three other boys all stared in horror at Mina as she giggled at her devilish plan. Izuka’s face flamed as she glanced over to Katsuki, his face set in a shocked, enraged look. He was literally steaming from the anger being held back.

Izuka decided to speak up and reached out towards Mina. “Uh, Mina, please, I don’t know if that’s the smartest idea-”

“FINE! You want to see me fucking naked - then here! Here yah go you pink haired freak!” Katsuki sat up and shrugged off his loose flannel, leaving him in a black tight tank top that did nothing to hide the outlines underneath. “Let’s get this game on the fu-fricken roll!” Katsuki leaned forward and spun the bottle, it landing on Denki who looked petrified. “Well Pikachu, what’s it gonna be? Fu-Fricken Scaredy Truth or taking the man’s way and going for the Dare?”

“With how mad you are right now, I’m sticking with truth.” Denki laughed at the angry growl that formed over Katsuki’s face, his eyes avoiding the heated glare by looking at Izuka for help.

“You fucking pussy!”

“Kacchan!”

“Hahahah! Strip another piece of clothing Bakugou!” Mina giggled as his red eyes settled on her before a puff of a groan filled the small room. He reached down and yanked off his shirt and glared at them all, ignoring Izuka’s flushed look next to him. “So, what do you want to know about Denki?”

“Why are you all such pussies! God, this fu-fricken stinks! I hate watching my mouth!” Katsuki got up and stormed over to his fridge to look in it, ignoring the group as they all laughed at his expense. Mina leaned over towards Izuka, her elbow hitting her ribs as she wiggled her eyebrows between them.

“Bakugou’s got a nice sculpted back and abs… Wouldn’t you say?” Mina laughed at the expressions flying across her face. One of confusion, to horror, to embarrassment as her eyes quickly looked away from the shirtless blonde.

“Mina! Please!”

Izuka and Mina missed the look that Eijirou sent Izuka’s way, his mouth in a hard line. Denki contemplated something before he leaned over and spun the bottle lightly, making it land on Eijirou. Hanta pretended not to notice as he glanced around the room and then down at the bottom once more. “Oh hey Eijirou! Denki spun and it landed on you!”

Eijirou looked down and then over to his right to see Denki smiling at him, his wink making him raise an eyebrow. “Oh right! Uh, I’ll take a dare!”

Denki’s smile grew as he glanced over at the other blonde before settling his eyes on Izuka. “Hmmm, alright then. Eiji man, I dare you to kiss Izuka.”

The room grew silent, and Izuka’s hands that were once in her lap, now slapped to her face as another blush broke across her face. “Wha-What!? You can’t be serious!”

Eijirou’s face was just as red as his hair as he glanced from Izuka to Denki, back to Izuka and then towards the blonde across the room who had paused mid-drink towards his lips. Hardened red eyes stood shock still as he looked for Eijirou to Izuka.

Oh what the hell? Why not?

Eiji made up his mind, leaning forward, and grasping the back of Izuka’s neck and pulled her into a kiss. Izuka’s body sat tense before relaxing slightly and she let out a small puff of air before Eijirou moved back. His eyes shining with a grin on his face. He sat back, his hand coming to rub the back of his head as he let out an embarrassed laugh.

“Alright then! So it’s my turn right?” Just as he was about to reach for the bottle to spin once more, a naked mass came flying his way and knocked him on his back.

“YOU FUCKING BASTARD! I’LL KILL YOU AND YOUR PARENTS!”

Eijirou hardened his body that Katsuki was aiming at, the other four classmates staring on in slight terror as the two rolled around the room and destroyed their game.

“DO YOU HAVE A FUCKING DEATH WISH!?”

“CHILL BAKUBRO! IT’S JUST A GAME!”

“SUCK MY BALLS YOU SHIT FOR BRAINS! I’LL MURDER YOUR ASS!”

Mina laughed hysterically, rolling on the floor and pointing at the two boys. “Bakugou! That’s like, your whole set of clothing and then some! You owe me a strip tease!”

“You wanna see my ass!? Fine! Check this shit out! I’ll show you who’s the fucking best around here!”

“Kacchan no!”

“Bakugou, dude! No one wants to see your junk!”

“Shut your ugly mugs! You all asked for this and now you’re going to get it!”

Down the hall multiple students stuck their heads out of their doorways as they glanced towards Bakugou’s door. Aizawa made it halfway up the stairs, his eyes heavy with sleep as his afternoon nap was interrupted by the yelling. He paused as a red blur made it’s way past him on the staircase and a naked blonde close on the other’s heels.

Hidden in Plain View: Chapter 2 A Boku no Hero Academia/My Hero Academia story

Summary: He had always pushed it to the back of his mind that he was in the wrong - especially when it came to him. He bullied him for a reason. A reason long forgotten but it was still a damn good reason to set those small sparks across his skin - to leave his existence on the smaller boy - to mark him as his…

But why had he forgotten this main detail to him?

Why had he forgotten that he was supposed to protect him… A promise long forgotten that started this whole damn trend between the two of them because in reality she was Izuka Midoriya, a female, and not Izuku Midoriya, a male.

Rated: M for language and future situations (No NSFW this chapter) Main Couple: Katsuki Bakugou x Female!Izuku Midoriya (Izuka)

Chapter 1 | Chapter 2 | FFnet | Ao3

First BNHA story - and a Female Izuku story at that! The main couple is KatsuDeku with the twist of Izuku being Izuka. I haven’t found too many fem!izuku stories so I wanted to write one with my own ideas added into. Let me know what you all think~

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“A quirk apprehension test!?”

Izuka pulled at the front of her jumpsuit. It was a little tighter than she anticipated. Clearly Recovery Girl had taken her measurements and made sure to show off that she was indeed a girl. She could feel eyes piercing the back of her head and resisted the urge to ignore them knowing exactly who they were from. Uraraka next to her placed a hand gently on her arm, believing her nervousness was from the upcoming test, but in reality it was from the tightness of the sweat suit.

It showed off… everything. Her curves, breasts, things she wasn’t quite ready to show just yet but they were indeed showing now… And clearly most of the boys, especially the pervy little ball headed one was noticing exactly that.

Uraraka stepped forward and raised her hand in the air. “Ah! Aizawa-Sensei! What about the ceremony!? And the guidance counselor meeting!?”

Aizawa stopped in front of a large field. “If you want to be heroes, we don’t hand time for frilly necessities.” He turned his head slightly, giving each of them a once over. “You all understand the school’s reputation for freedom on campus. Well, that “freedom” goes for us sensei's too.”

Turning to face them all, Aizawa sighed before holding up a board. “Softball pitch. Standing Long Jump. 50 meter dash. Endurance running. Grip strength test. Sustained side-ways jumps. Upper body exercises. Seated toe-touch. These are all the activities you know from middle school, naturally. Physical tests where you were barred from using your quirks. The country still hasn’t gotten around to standardizing those sorts of records or keeping track of average performance levels due to the negligence on the part of MEXT.”

Pulling a ball from his pocket, he eyed the students before stepping towards Katsuki. “Now then, Bakugou, how far could you pitch a softball in middle school?”

Izuka turned to Katsuki, seeing his eyes just leaving her body before facing Aizawa, a new scowl on his face. “67 meters.”

“Try using your quirk this time around.” He tossed the ball towards the blonde who easily caught it. “As long as you don’t exit the circle, anything you do is fine.” Stepping back, Aizawa nodded. “Don’t hold back.”

Grinning brightly, Katsuki stretched his arm before winding up. “You got it.”

“DIIIIEE!!!”

Exploding at just the right moment, his pitch was brightly accelerated and skyrocketed into the air at an impressive speed.

Izuka watched with amazement as the backlash of wind hit the other students. ‘Die…?’

“Before anything else, one must know what they’re capable of.” Holding out the distance measurer, Aizawa showed the class a calculated 705.2 meter distance Katsuki had thrown. “This is a rational metric that will form the basis of your “hero foundation”.”

A couple of the kids around her cheered out loud. She grew more and more nervous as she watched around them showing off their quirks to get pumped for the test. She wasn’t so confident, wrapping her arms around her body and she shook. ‘Uh oh… I don’t think I’m prepared for this… I haven’t been able to get used to my quirks yet…’

She looked towards Aizawa-sensei before stepping back at the look in his eyes. He grumbled, “It looks fun you say…? So you were planning to spend your three years here… Having a good old time? What happened to becoming heroes?” He glanced up, and his eyes dug into Izuka’s, a look of pity and death resonated within them. “All right then. In that case, a new rule: the student who ranks last in total points will be judged “hopeless” and instantly expelled.”

Izuka’s body froze in place. Sweat began to pour from her forehead as she looked down at her hands. ‘What…? Seriously what am I supposed to do…? How will I get through this…?’

“Our ‘freedom’ means we dispense with students as we please!

Welcome to the Department of Heroics!!”