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It was at the tender age of 3 the two met. A very aggressive dandelion and the meek yet intelligent broccoli floret. They hit it off quickly and soon their circle of friends expanded to include a boy with wings and one who could stretch out his fingers. Then the dandelions 4th birthday and surprised everyone when she blew up her birthday cake. After about three seconds cheers and clapping ensued as people hugged and the awe faded.

That was the day Katsumi Bakugo's quirk manifested. It was a sight to behold indeed. She could create miniature explosions due to her sweat. People around her couldn't stop freaking out over how cool it was and this excitement extended to her teaches who were constantly in awe at it saying things like "Wow that's an amazing quirk." or "Its a flashy quirk juts right for a hero." In spite of or perhaps because of this praise Bakugo just became even more devoted to the ideals of heroism, modesty, and self sacrifice.

One day while walking with Izuku to the neighborhood secret hideout the two kids started chatting.

"Hey Izuku?"

"Yeah Kacchan?"

"What do you think your quirk will be?"

"I'm hoping something closer to my father's quirk so I can have something that'll remind me of him."

"He works overseas right?"

"Yeah, but I doubt any quirk I get will be as cool as yours."

"Are you crazy? There are tons of people with quirks cooler than mine. Like All Might, Endeavor, Crimson riot, and too many others to name!"

3 months later heartbreaking news came to the Midoriyas and Bakugos. Izuku was confirmed to be qurikless. The news quickly spread and Izuku was shunned by all his former 'friends' save for one spiky haired cluster bomb.

"Deku is it true that you're quirkless?"

"Yes. What did you call me?"

"Deku."

"Why? Because I'm as useless as a wooden puppet?"

"No dummy. If you think about it Deku sounds an awful lot like Dekiru, doesn't it?"

"Uh huh." Then the greenette started to regain his spark and his fire began to light as Katsumi Bakugo fanned his flame with encouragement.

They started to hang out with the rest of the neighborhood kids again and while hiking to their hideout Kacchan slipped on the log that served as a bridge over the river and fell in getting all wet.

"Kacchan!"

"You okay down there?"

"Oh don't worry. Kacchan is super tough. See?" Her friends shouted as she surfaced from the shallow lake.

"Hurry and get back up here."

"Sure just give me one second." she said before putting weight on her ankle only to be greeted by a searing throb in her right ankle. The upon hearing a "plop, plop, plop" from behind her she turned to see a familiar greenette walking towards her before reaching out a hand.

"Are you alright? Are you hurt?" She took the hand that was offered to her and used the boy as support as her other friends set to making a crude splint.

Later the group was hanging out in a shopping arcade watching some TVs. On display was All Might's latest battle against four or five villains. The group watched with rapt attention and Katsumi mimed the Number One Hero as she rattled off how awesome as Izuku watched from a distance. Soon Katsumi noticed and pulled him aside.

"Deku, do you still want to be a hero?"

The emerald stared and then shook his head vigorously.

"Then I say we should train to get stronger can you handle that?"

"Of course I can Kacchan."

And thus the next 14 years of hellish training began led by a certain powerhouse of a hero.

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It was a chilly January morning in Musutafu. Of course part of the reason was that it was 3:00 A.M. and daybreak was a distant dream for the moment. Aside from the gentle sounds of the city there were two other distinct voices one shouting encouragement and one wheezing.

"C'mon, you can do better than that you damn nerd!"

"Please, huff, let me, huff huff, catch my, huff, breath Kacchan."

Chuckling the ash blonde 12 year old held out her hand to the broccoli stalk. He took it quickly.

"C'mon Deku, just 5 more pullups and after that we can go for a 5k run and grab some katsudon in Shibuya. I'll pay."

With that Deku returned to his exercise with a renewed sense of vigor started attacking the steel bar pulling himself over it again and again until after 10 more pullups he dropped back to the concrete.

"See I knew you had it in you now come on." The supportive dandelion started with an average pace as the cinnamon role followed a clip behind. When Katsumi saw him gaining on her she broke into a breakneck sprint using her quirk in short bursts to make sure she would hit the turns without slowing her pace yet Deku was still about an arms length behind her. This continued for three kilometers until she lost sight of him for the next two until she heard the sound of shoes on metal and saw him running down an apartment's fire escape across the street.

"Hey how'd you get there Deku?"

"Well Tsubasa has agreed to teach me some movement techniques in exchange for some candy. His wings make it handy for him to find routes for me to run through.

"Not bad by the way. Now come on. Our meals are waiting." with that the two middle schoolers walk towards Zhao Zhao (瑞兆). Soon snow started falling prompting the plants to pick up their pace and after a brisk walk to the restaurant made it into the door while the snow outside was falling faster and faster. Not too long after getting inside the door was almost blockaded with snow.

"Well it seems we're stuck over for the night Kacchan. We might as well enjoy the food."

"Yeah. I might as well enjoy my last day on Earth because my mom will kill me when I get home."

"Still good food and good company aren't that bad into a last night on Earth."

"Fair enough." Katsumi then turned to the cooks "Two katsudon please."

"Aren't you kids kinda young to be up at this time?"

"Aren't you kinda old to be asking questions like that while working a dead end job?" she shot back.

This shut up the cook as he mumbled "That will be ¥1500."

Katsumi footed the bill as the two 12 year olds took a booth and waited for their meals.

"Hey Izuku, what are you planning on doing after middle school?"

"Oh I was planning in joining U.A. I might be able to make it into general studies or support."

"What? Are you crazy?"

"Yeah they probably won't accept somebody without a quirk."

"What the hell are you saying? You're totally cut out for the hero course."

The greenette started laughing "No way, they only accept those with quirks for that course."

"I've heard Air Jet had no quirk yet made it in and passed with high marks due to his intellect. You seem to be on his levels Deku."

The cinnamon roll that masqueraded as human blushed a deep pink at that "You really think so?"

"No. I know so." The dynamite reassured him beaming.

"Thank you Kacchan."

As they continued making small talk their meals were delivered and they dug in as if they were Irish during 1845-1849. The pork was appropriately flavorful and complimented nicely by the broth and onions. The noodles were scotta in both senses of the word. The meal as a whole was satisfying and by now the snow had blocked most of the door. So they decided to call home.

"IIIIIIZZZZZZZZZZZZZZZUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUKKKKKKKKKKUUUUUUUUUUUUUUUU! I WAS SO WORRIED ABOUT YOU WHEN I SAW YOU WEREN'T IN BED! I'm glad you're safe young man." Ink cried over the phone.

"Katsumi, I suggest you get into your Sunday best when you get home, because you're mother is going to kill you." Masaru told her furtively.

"Katsumi I was worried about you, but I'm happy you're safe with your little boyfriend." Mitsuki said calmly leaving both husband and daughter stunned.

"Mom Izuku and I aren't FUCKING DATING!" Katsumi whispered yelled into the receiver.

"Oh then that mean I can play matchmaker for Corvus' daughter Kokage?" Mitsuki sniped piercing Katsumi's excuses.

"Try and I'll slaughter you." Katsumi said forgetting to put on an indifferent act.

"Well you better make your move or somebody else will take him so fast your head will spin." Mistuki said ignoring her daughter's swearing.

The phone calls ended abruptly as the blizzard outside knocked out cell signals and for the rest of the next two days that they were trapped in the restarraunt Izuku Midoriya would wonder why Katsumi Bakugo would blush whenever he saw her stealing glances.

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The next two years flew by for the (needed to clarify so this doesn't get confused with a friends fic later) figurative cluster bomb hellhound. Her training partner was evidence that if you put work in you will get results. It wouldn't be fair to say that puberty didn't help. His biceps were the size of softball when he wasn't flexing and similar to a grapefruit when he was. This along with his sculpted lower body made it hard for others not to notice.

The girl he trained with however turned into an Amazonian beauty. She was good looking before, but after the years of training she was a knockout. Her hair was explosively spiky and short as always. However her body was toned and even Nefertiti would bend a knee to her when it came to who was sweeter eye-candy. Her chest was supple and smooth with double d's the seemed to defy gravity. She was muscular yet not enough to make her look like a cage wrestler. Her legs were lean with just enough meat to turn heads.

It was the last day of eight grade classes before final exams and Katsumi was more on edge than usual. She was looking at Izuku with a predatory borderline murderous intent in her eyes. All of it directed at the boy who was presumed to be her best friend for the past decade. She decided she had to tell him something and arranged for him to meet her behind the school.

"Damn Deku, you're a lucky guy. Getting a date with a hottie like Kacchan." Tsubasa said

"It's not a date Basa. It's just a talk."

"Dude, she was one second away from saying 'Let's do it in the student council office. I'll leave the back entrance open for you." teased Hiroto.

"Maybe, but whenever I'm within fifteen feet of anybody with two x chromosomes I feel an aura of bloodlust from her. Or even when I'm alone. Oh gotta go guys. Meet you by the arcade."

"Yeah sure. Bring your girlfriend." Called back Tsubasa.

Deku sighed and dashed off. He saw Katsumi waiting for him an angry look on her face and arms crossed.

"You wanted to see me Kacchan?"

"First off stop calling me that you damn nerd. Second off don't you dare cover your ears for this." she instructed as she began to verbally lay into him, she screamed thoughts she avoided saying to his face for the prior two years and took pleasure as she saw the confusion on his, face her scowl never fading.

"Understood? Good." she told him as she walked off.

Izuku walked listlessly through the streets towards the arcade to meet up with his friends. When he arrived he saw Hiroto getting totally stomped by a ten year old with a "Get Smoked" cap on. They saw him and walked towards him clapping.

"How'd it go stud?" Tsubasa questioned.

"Take a seat guys. You'll need it he muttered."

He told them everything that happened including her own words, stumbling over them.

"That's rough. Hope you can accept it and grow."

"Yeah. It was not possible from the beginning when I think it over."

However on the other side of town a certain angry pupgirl was telling a different story.

"Katsumi why are you so stupid?" she thought to herself "No he needed to hear this" she rationalized.

She yelled into the alley at nobody in particular drawing enough attention to warrant a very nefarious passerby. First she felt something slide across the ground, then climb on her, then envelope her body.

The scream she let out was audible throughout the entire city.

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It echoed throughout Musutafu in the tone a tuning fork would have if it could talk. A sorta wobbly liquid scream that passed through solid objects and the air alike. Off like a shot he ran towards the source of the noise and took in the sight of devastation. The entire block was covered in flames and devastation. Multiple buildings were set on fire and numerous pros were on the ground nursing wounds. The thing that knocked Izuku for six (fuck it I'm using this) was the giant slime creature and the girl embedded in its core. From her expression it seemed she was trying to fire off blasts from inside, but her quirk was being used by the villain as it absorbed her sweat and pushed it outward. His eyes fixed on her and his body froze.

Then suddenly he was within spitting distance of the villain clawing at it trying to get her out.

"Deku!" she cried out ""Get the hell out of here you damn nerd."

The nearby crowd was shocked to say the least.

"That kids crazy!" one voice said.

"Maybe he has a death wish?" suggested somebody else.

"What if he's an underground pro who's quirk makes it easier for him to go undercover?"

"Whoever he is they've got guts!" murmured the crowd in agreement.

By the will of some unknown god he manage to pull her out of the mass and runs with her on his back.

Then from the heavens came a mighty crash and the famous noise of "Texas Smash!" as a punch was thrown and the air pressure turned the slime into a pancake granting other pro heroes time to move in and find a way to incapacitate it. Next on the scene was man with burn scars on his face and arms who lashed at it with blue fire. The rapid change in temperature caused much of the villain to evaporate and leave it at a volume of 2 liters. This allowed the heroes to quickly pack it into a soda bottle and get it to the police.

Meanwhile the heroes who stood twiddling their thumbs were now lambasting a boy who was doing his best to stop somebody else from going into shock from trauma and guilt. He was busy squeezing her hand to assure him he was there and that he wasn't going anywhere anytime soon. The pro heroes were happy to oblige until All Might stepped in.

"Hey cut the kid some slack. He did more than you did Death Arms!"

"But that's because the thing just absorbed my blows!"

"Yet he was able to dig out this lady and dash back with nary a problem before I showed up. Young ummm..."

"Izuku Midoriya."

"Young Midoriya you are to be commended and have you thought about applying to U.A.?"

"Yes it's my dream school."

"What course?"

"General studies or support."

"Fuck that Deku. You should be in the hero course!" Katsumi protested.

"Are you sure about those choices young Midoriya?"

"I am."

"Well we could always use more gearheads at U.A. I will obtain letters of recommendation for you. Where should I mail them to?"

"Apartment 2, Dagobah complex, Shili Avenue."

All might nodded and jumped off unimpeded as he had no stowaways as the heroes went back to lambasting Izuku.

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It was a crisp April morning and Inko went to check the mail and squealed with joy after seeing a letter of acceptance from U.A.

"Izzzzzzzzzzzuuuuuuuuuuukkkkkkkkkkkkkuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuuu!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" she shouted waking her permanently bed headed son who groggily stumbled in. After seeing the letter the exhaustion faded quickly.

"Hello Izuku Midoriya after reviewing your previous accolades and displays of courage we have decided to make an exception here at U.A. for the second time. You will be allowed into U.A. on the recommendations of Present Mic, Vlad King, Power Loader, Midnight, and All Might. You have the spirit of a hero and we would be glad to have you at out school in our support course.

Congratulations Midoriya, you made it into the prestigious U.A. hero school as one of three recommended students. You can live in campus starting tomorrow."- Principal Nezu.

Izuku and Inko looked at each other with tears in their eyes before embracing.

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It was hard for the boy to believe he was here. All his hard work for the last 14 years paid off and he was early as per part of his scholarship was performing maintenance with the support course. His guts were the deciding factor that the teachers picked up on. Thus here he was. Outside of U.A. He took a shaky breath then 3 steps, before suddenly hurtling towards the ground.

He shut his eyes, then opened them when he felt his shoes freeze over and his body get anchored to the spot. He looked around and saw a statuesque girl with her left eye covered by a burn scar. She had two tone hair in a long flowing ponytail with a long bang over each shoulder. Red on the left and white on the right. Her eyes were also mismatched he noted as the girl called out to someone. Her left eye was turquoise and her right was dark gray. He locked eyes and she gave him a quiet smile. The person he called over was a girl with chin-length pale gray hair parted to the right. Her eyes were blue with dark bags under them. He suddenly his body shift from leaning to upright as the ice on his shoes cracked and shattered.

"Sorry about that." The heterochromatic girl said.

"Same" said the ghostly girl as he was put back onto the ground.

"Thanks anyway." He responded to both before putting his hand out to shake. "I'm Izuku Midoriya."

"Reiko Yanagi. You can call me Emily. This is my friend..."

"SSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSSHHHHHHHHHHHHHOOOOOOOOOKKKKKKKKKKKKKKKOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOOO!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!!" called out a loud voice drawing the attention of the three to a tall muscular man wearing blue with flames over his body. He ran up to the three with a gregarious smile. "You forgot your lunch sweetie." he said while passing a bento to Shoko.

"Shoko Todoroki" the girl finished. "Daughter of Endeavor. Otherwise known as Enji Todoroki."

Izuku was star struck. Everyone had heard of the #2 hero. A man of morals, a loving husband, and a powerhouse.

Endeavor noticed Izuku's interest as well "Do you want an autograph?"

"No. I don't have a photo or pen." which was met with a chuckle and a "What's your name?"

"Izuku Midoriya." he responded moments before a signed picture of gold age Endeavor was given to him 'To my big fan -Izuku Midoriya' the photo said.

"I figured and so I always keep a few on hand. What course are you here for?"

"I'm a first year for support."

"Great, we could never get far without those who craft our support items to help us utilize our quirks more effectively. You are the real heroes."

"That's great sir, but I'd prefer getting effective materials over simply being called the true heroes." admitted the Emerald eyed porcupine boy.

"I understand this, so how about this? If you need a specific heat resistant material you can ask me to supply it and in return my agency gets dibs on it." Offered the second best with an outstretched hand.

"Deal!" the support course member said shaking his hand.

"Glad to hear it, well I'll see you all later." he said as he lumbered away.

"Well I'll see you around." Deku told the two girls as he walked off and right into a pink haired anemone knocking him backwards and her on top of him. His eyes travelled up past her chest and locking onto her crosshairs which split her yellow eyes neatly into quarters right until the inner iris. She was wearing a black tank top and set of coveralls as she pushed herself off of him.

"Hey watch where you're going next time!" she huffed indignantly adjusting her hair.

"Sorry I'm just trying to find my way to the support hero dorms. In my letter it says I was bunking with a Mei Hatsume? Dude's got an odd name."

"That's me." The recently identified Mei told him.

"Oh! Do you know where they are?"

"Hmm you're not too bad looking." said the salmon headed inventor and before she got a response was running hands along his chest "You're a lot more muscly than you look." she said getting a good feel for his abs.

Elsewhere an explosive Pomeranian was chatting with a few friends before she felt a chill.

"AInt that right Katsumi? Such a loser like Midoriya could ever make it into U.A."

"Deku? He can't get into UA?!" She exploded "HE COULD TAKE ALL YOU ASSHOLES AND I WOULDN'T EVEN NEED TO DO ANYTHING SHUT UP EXTRAS"

"Wow chill 'Sumi, just a joke we saw what he did, no doubt he made it in." Tsubasa, said now on edge.

Even as he apologized Katsumi felt like a dog who smelled another dog on her owner. Her owner huh? She wouldn't be lying if she said she didn't like the idea of being Deku's bitch after a successful career as a heroine. However she was hardly in high school, that could wait for a later year.

Meanwhile after the impromptu feel up, Mei and Izuku checked out their dorm. It seemed to be an army style barrack with four sets of bunks, a workbench, an arc welder and several cooling bins in the room. In other words an inventor's wet dream and a parent's nightmare. This only whet his appetite more as his mind began to spin an idea of a fireproof suit with a grappling hook and possible stealth capabilities.

"Hmm that's not a bad idea." his roommate said interrupting him. "I'd be happy to assist if you ever need help." she said inching closer.

Deku swore he heard an explosion.

"Um, do you mind if I just take a nap Mei?"

"Sure, I'd be glad to be your snuggle buddy"

"CinnamonRole2.exe has stopped responding please reboot before I brick your computer GR34\/35." spat out the overheating first year as he passed out.

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He woke up in a cool white room and under the covers felt he was shirtless and felt a form next to his, it was warm and relatively soft. On his face was an oxygen mask pumping the contents from his lungs and replacing it with what he needed as he heard the door swing open. In walked a stylish man with pale skin, short auburn hair, and thin gold eyes. From behind his legs peeked outa short girl with bluish-silver hair and red eyes. On the right side of her head was a small horn.

"Oh you're awake. You're an engineering student right? Dorm F-6."

"Where am I?"

"You're in the infirmary. I'm the school nurse Kai Chisaki. This is my daughter Eri." he said gesturing to the small girl.

"I'm Izuku Midoriya a first year recommendation student. Now if you don't mind I need to perform maintenance in my room."

"No you need to rest. The current percentage of carbon monoxide in the support dorms is 20%. You're lucky you're alive. Same with that girl."

Izuku flung the covers revealing his bedmate as Mei. Curled up slightly snoring quietly, her chest hardly moving and still in her oil stained coveralls.

"Why are we sharing a bed?" He asked nearly jumping out of it.

The nurse responded by moving the partitions revealing multiple beds packed with students with compound fractures, massive bruises, IV drips, and masks like Izuku's.

"Space concerns. You aren't even the worst case. That would be the blonde applicant who suffered head trauma, she'll be out for a few days. The top scorer as well. Hopefully she'll have no trouble communicating once she wakes up."

Izuku's mind flashed to Katsumi, but he forced the thought of her crippled from his head.

"So Kai, since our dorms are toxic where will we be staying?"

"Class 1-A has a few empty rooms you can stay there."

"Thank you, how long do I need to stay?"

"Just a few more minutes, we're flushing your lungs while we work on getting the support barracks livable again."

"Um can I at least watch the trials?"

"A few have finished, what class?"

"1-A's"

"Good choice. They ended one hour ago just so you know." the nurse told him as he flicked on an overhead monitor.

-3 hours ago-

The gate opened and first in was a blonde (literal) bombshell taking out the first robot that came with a well place blast to the leg plates. Then she went upward blasting another into scrap metal. Then a third went down as she angled her legs to break through the upper shell. The others were no slouches either. One was a grey haired boy with piercing red eyes who was wielding three swords, an odachi, a longsword, and a wakizashi. With each slice or stab he roared an attack name. Further away a short purple haired boy was setting traps or jamming up weapons. And directly below a red haired girl who appearred made of stone was bulldozing anything that got close or acting as a battering ram to targets farther away.

However Katsumi was not one to be outdone and so she rocketed forward taking out 1,4, a half dozen, a flock of ten, baker's dozen as the numbers and points kept growing. Nearly an hour and a half later she couldn't see any more targets, but then the shaking began. At first it was just like an adrenaline high running out. Then like a small tremor. Lastly culminating in a quake as the giant robot appeared.

It was massive nearly 5 stories tall at the least and had hands that could crush a home like an empty soda can. Most turned and ran from it as the rubble rained down and trapped a brown haired girl. Katsumi along with many others tensed up and ran towards their fellow examinee. Katsumi was covering them from the rubble raining down with well timed blasts as a blue haired boy ran to the girl and shattered the concrete block with a rapid downward kick. The steel in his shoes caused the fracture to spiderweb out. Then he grabbed the girl and hobbled with her impeded by her injuries. Katsumi was still busy blasting a way out for them, so engrossed in the task that she didn't notice a Roomba sized piece of concrete and rebar until it hit her smack in the middle of the head.

With that the feed cut. Deku looked at the nurse. "Is she okay?"

"With that amount of head trauma? Yeah. If they brought here here she would have bled out. Down near the trial rooms is another nurse's office that specializes in more serious injuries and rapid response. You might've heard of her. Recovery girl."

"What's the room number? AS-17. Take the last left and the room should be there."

"Are my lungs flushed?"

"Yep, you can move around now."

With that Izuku sprung from the bed and ran down the halls getting winded as his body still had to recover. While there her an into a man with slicked up blue hair, blue eyes, and what appeared to be purple burn scars on his face and arms. His face conveyed a bored expression.

"Sorry sir I didn't see you." he said as he bowed

"Stay a moment. You look familiar, I think you're on my class roster. What's your name kid?"

"Izuku Midoriya."

"Touya Todoroki otherwise known as Pro Hero: Dabi and I'm your welding instructor." the pro said smirking

"I understand. I have a friend to see."

"The blonde who was hit? They're still digging her out."

At the exact moment the doors were flung open by a muscular redhead and followed by a stretcher pushed by a blue haired boy and blonde boy. On the stretcher was an ash blonde spike tinged with fragile burgundy and numerous scratches that cut deep. Next to it was a brown haired girl who was giving a piggyback to an old lady.

"Let me down missy!" The old lady said.

"It's quicker this way!." the brunette responded.

"Fine, but aside from family or others she's intimate with all out! Any of you fill that criteria."

At that moment as though viewing himself through a looking glass Izuku felt himself walk forward and say "Does a childhood friend count?" and then a curt "Yes" as he was ushered in as well. Katsumi was disrobed and hooked up to heart rate monitors, an IV was dripped in, and she was intubated. Then the nurse planted a kiss on Kastumi's forehead. Her arm snapped back into place with a sickening series of snaps. Then the open wound on her forehead stitched closed as her eyes began to flicker before snapping open.

Nearly immediately she sat up and looked around the room before they fixed on Izuku, hungry and predatory "Damn you're eyecandy. What's your name hunk?" she said batting her lashes before she felt the cold air across her chest and looked down "I look like a bombshell. Say if you're not busy how about we get busy here and now?"

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He stood slack jawed at what his amnesiac childhood friend just said to him in view of the nurse. Nearing the verge of blowing a head gasket. The sound of wood on bone and the tremors that invaded his skull as recovery girl's walking stick hit him in the head.

"Out, out! The poor girl isn't thinking clearly and I'm trying to not have any students get pregnant while I'm here."

"Shut up you hag! Me and that big guy have some super cute kids to make, a body has needs after all" Katsumi shot in response.

Sighing the nurse turned to face Katsumi and uttered a single truth "Listen here missy, you are in no mental capacity to have sex and if this boy here were to take you like you requested him to do I would have to call a pro to apprehend a rapist. Now I'm sure you don't want that is that correct ma'am?" Upon Katsumi hearing that she deflated slightly.

"Fine, but the moment I know where I am I'm jumping those bones and he's sheathing that great sword in me."

"Use protection. now out young man, go find your dorms! The building is out the first left door in the E-wing."

"Thank you" Izuku said as he sprinted out to clear his head.

"Now then Miss Bakugo what do you remember?" Recovery girl asked turning to the student.

"I'm a first year enrolled at U.A. for the hero course, I was doing the practical exam and then was brought here."

"Very good anything else?"

"My favorite food is steak and Carolina reaper peppers and my quirk is explosive sweat."

"Okay, we'll have to keep you here for a few days, you took quite a blow to the head and to be honest are lucky to have survived."

"Well mind if I ask what happened?"

"You were doing the practical exam and your quirk stopped working as you were covering the other examinees. Either that or you got careless. Another prospective hero dug you out from the rubble, but accidentally cracked a few ribs and your right arm as they did so due to punching through the rubble."

"Yep, lucky, or just skillful."
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Meanwhile a certain cinnamon roll was walking to his new dorms. His head swimming with thoughts so much that he didn't notice the two people he ran into. A boy with dark blue hair that covered one of his eyes and the other that was visible shown a lighter shade of blue and a set of headphones hanging around his neck. The other was a girl with brown hair and vibrant red eyes both which were shown unlike the boy's. Both were dressed in black. As Izuku got up to apologize he noticed the handguns strapped to their waists and rather than waiting around to see what they could do, got up and ran.

He found the Class 1-A dorms and took a deep breath opening the doors and was greeted with loudness and sounds of laughter. A few looked up from the couch as his gaze was drawn to four girls. Two were the pair he met previously holding hands and chatting politely. Another was a girl with spiky red hair and what appeared to be horns sticking out of it. Last was a girl dressed head to toe in biker leathers except for a mask on her face that seemed to be made of wrought iron. Suddenly Izuku was swarmed.

"Wait I recognize you, you were on the news. Yeah you fought that slime villain! Dude that was so manly!" The redhead gushed.

"Eiko, He acted as a vigilante when he knew the pros could handle the situation better." The biker chided.

"Nijima, I know. Still the way he rushed in selflessly. That's a paradigm of hero right there."

"I know what you mean Kirishima." said a boy wearing a leather jacket and combat boots with two oversized belts that wait... were those shotgun shells on them? The biggest surprise was that he was wearing a mask modelled after the upper portion of the skull with large canines. Izuku noticed he avoided putting pressure on one of his legs. "He's got some serious guts to go toe to toe against something not even a pro could handle."

"Ryuji!" The girl now know as Nijima said "Don't encourage his reckless behavior. "

"YES Makoto Ma'am!" The boy responded to the chiding, seemingly scared witless by her.

The biker chick facepalmed then called into the main halls "Ochako, Pony, stop making out in the shower and say hello to our temporary dorm mate."

A blonde girl with long horns and blue eyes wheeled in a brunette girl with an equally noticeable blush and a bandage left leg that was cast, clearly broken.

"Hello I'm Pony. Nice meeting you." the blonde girl said.

"I'm Ochako. It's nice to meet you."

"Izuku Midoriya Class 1-H Support course, first year." Izuku got out in panic from seeing the two from earlier enter.

"Oh you build gear use?" the blonde asked him.

"Well yes."

"Forgive Pony, she's an exchange student and is still can't speak the language too well. I do hope you'll be nice to her." Ochako added glaring.

"Noted." he gulped as the door opened behind him.

"Yo Minato, Kotone, welcome back" Ryuji yelled waving as Izuku turned around only to find himself face to face with the two gun toting students from earlier. He stood there quivering hoping they wouldn't recognize him as the rude student who ran into them because he was lost in his thoughts. For a moment he thought it was safe for him and the next he saw two barrels pointing him dead on as the pair put on slasher smiles. He shut his eyes as he saw their fingers twitch and waited for the pain. Then opened his eyes when it didn't come. Instead he saw them laughing at him.

"What you thought they let students carry guns around?" asked the blue haired Minato.

"That'd be crazy!" added Kotone.

"However we can still use them." said the original.

"How?"

"Glad you asked."

He watched in horror as the two it the guns to their heads and steadied themselves, then came the sound of shattered glass as two nearly identical beings appeared as if out of thin air. The figure was entirely mechanical except for the head which was pitch black save for the eyes which shone a deep red and hair that was a lustrous white. The mechanical body was silver platinum with no organics and odd joints while attached to the back was a silver lyre. Behind the girl was a similar figure with a golden body and long red brown hair. The lyre was also heart shaped compared to the more traditional one her male companion had.

"I am Oprheus, master of strings." Came a voice that sounded as two layered over.

"My quirk is called I am thou" said Minato

"And mine is thou art I." finished Kotone "These two here are representations of the persona or armor of the heart we use to defend ourselves against others."

"That's interesting, can it interact with the physical world or only with you? Can it be harmed? Do you run out of uses?"

"It can interact with the physical world, they're both weak to electricity, and when our stress hits a certain level we can't use the more interesting powers."

"Oh and Minato and I aren't even the only ones with these powers."

"Wait what?"

As if on cue Ryuji and Makoto smirked turned and nodded at each other before yelling "PERSONA!" as theirs' manifested into the form of a skeletal pirate riding a sailboat and a motorcycle with the face of the woman near the front.

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Katsumi was performing light tasks as she rose unsteadily to her feet, still dizzy from the chunk of concrete that hit her. Next up was blood pressure and heart rate checking. Then eye dilation and throats. Lastly questions of any underlying conditions of which she came back full negative, but would be kept in the nurses office for observation over the next few days before being released. The first day was suffocating in it's monotony until a set of knocks came on the door and then a women who resembled a taller Katsumi walked in followed by a bespectacled man who seemed ready to shatter at the slightest stress.

"Katsumi how are you?"

"I'm just fine you old hag, can't remember a fucking thing most of the time and I'm stuck in this shitty room for the foreseeable future. I have no idea if I passed or not."

"Well at least she still has her personality intact." remarked Masaru, cracking a smile. Then his face became serious and he leaned forward hands clasping each other "Katsumi, you passed."

"I did" she said nearly crying and ready to jump for joy.

"You're going to be a hero my little ground zero." Mitsuki told her, pride evident.

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Hey do you remember Lenny88 and Arnie who I mentioned a few chapters ago. Well the thing is I haven't been able to get into contact with them and so I'm now on the hunt for a beta reader. My standards are fairly low, just be able to read and write English, have a flair for style, and understand BNHA/MHA source material. You can leave the rest to me and the madmen. Feel free to apply in the comments or send me death threats, or fan mail, or whatever.

Greaves signing off 'til the last day of the month.

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“Ground zero? I like the sound of it. That’ll be my hero name. Or maybe MOAB.”

“Oh please? MOAB, Katsumi you’re much too young to be a mom.” Masaru said slightly worried.

“Not quite, I think I found the perfect man already.”

“Let me guess 1.65 meters tall, bulging muscles, green hair, and your best friend since childhood?” Mitsuki remarked.

“Well yes for all of that, except for the best friend since childhood, they sound scarily similar though, I’d love to meet them.”

At this moment a black haired student with her hair tied back in a ponytail walked in with a bowl of fruit and a get well soon card. “Oh I wasn’t aware you were awake or had visitors. I’ll just leave this here.” she said as she turned to leave.

“Nah stay. At least give me your name.”

“Oh how undignified of me. My name is Momo Yaoyorozu, hero course 1-A.”

“Then we’re in the same class. My name is Katsumi Bakugou.”

“Oh I saw you on the cameras, you took a nasty hit are you okay?”

“Hell of a headache and everything’s kinda hazy, but I’ll be fine.”

“Oh if you want I can give you something for the headache.” and then her skin shimmered before a pill bottle popped from her cleavage. “Here you go. It should help.”

Mitsuki stood up and introduced herself as Masaru did the same.

“Thank you for choosing to be friends with our daughter, she can be a bit aggressive and intense. Still thank you.”

“It’s fine, heroes need to work together after all.” Momo said as she bowed and left the room before reentering with a puzzled look. “Ma’am you do look familiar have we perhaps met before?”

“Not you and I, but I have met your mother because her and I work together fairly often. I am Mitsuki Bakugou, #1 fashion model for the Yaoyorozu brand. Nice to meet the daughter of my boss.”

“Nice to meet you too. You’ve done much for our company. After you started modelling athletic and swimwear our profits tripled.”

“Happy to help. I enjoyed the larger payout from that.”

“Would it be okay if I bring a fan of yours to meet you three?” Momo inquired.

“Certainly, would she like an autograph?”

“I think she would like that very much.” the ravenette bowed and left before returning minutes later with a pink haired and skinned alien.

“Oh my god, you’re her! The Mitsuki Bakugou! I saw you in summer Issue 2304. I’m probably your biggest fan! CanIpleasegetyourautographma’am?” Mina started shaking Momo in excitement. Luckily after 16 years of knowing Izuku the Bakugou matriarch knew what she said.

“Sure, may I get your name?” came the calm response causing black and yellow eyes to grow wide.

“Oh I forgot to introduce myself I was so excited. I’m Mina Ashido, Class 1-A.”

“Any nicknames you’d prefer?”

“Ripley.”

A photo was passed to the acidic teen, a picture of Mitsuki in a cream colored bikini about to spike a volleyball. The photo seemed to be taken from above and the signing said “Go Plus Ultra, Ripley” -Mitsuki Bakugou

Upon receiving it, the cotton candy girl squealed in delight “Thank you! Thank you! Thank you!”

“Don’t sweat it kid, save it for P.E.”

“Um why?”
“Well I’m here for more than just my precious little daughter. I’m also in charge of the volleyball club and will be one of the various P.E. teachers.”

“Wait so? I get to see you everyday?” Mina asked, eyes bugging out.

“Most days at the absolute least. I could use some more joiners for Volleyball. We only have enough for one match.”

Grinning and fanning herself Mina turned to Momo, “Momo, you and I should join. I’ve seen what you can do and you’d absolutely wreck it at volleyball.”

Momo tapped her chin “I was pretty good at most sports I used to play.”

“You wrecked it Yaomomo. I saw you during the athletic exams and you even got a letter of recommendation for that alone on top of your impressive test scores. What did you get in, 88th percentile?”

“93rd.”

“And for sports.”

“That was for sports. My test score was 97th”

“So you’re perfect, your prowess and tactics could make you a great captain and you’d be amazing to help other students perform even better.”

“Ok I’ll think about it and do my best Mina, so long as you do the same.”

“You got it Momo, I’ll follow where you lead.” Mina said saluting.

“We’ll be going now, wouldn’t want to monopolize the room” Momo said bowing and leaving.

“Yeah. Bye.” Mina did the same, but waving goodbye as well.

“They seem nice.” Katsumi figured from her bed.

“Oh, well I hope you make more friends like those two then when you actually starts classes here, Katsumi.”

“Thanks mom I’ll try, speaking of which.. Hey Nurse! When should I be allowed out?”

“You seem to be recovering rather quickly so at the earliest later today.” Recovery girl responded.

“Awesome, I’ll probably flop straight into bed when I get my room.”

“Well just rest for now or have a nice dream, maybe have some of the sweets they brought to you, just not too many of them. Don’t want you getting cavities before your first class.”

“I understand, I’ll just be taking a short nap then, should help me heal faster if I’m not moving right?”

“That’s incredibly astute of you, young lady, I’ll empty the room so you can get some peace and quiet.”

“Thank you ma’am.”

And with that the two older Bakugos left as did the nurse and Katsumi was left with her thoughts, how she seemed to remember the green haired boy and knew him from elsewhere as if she personally helped sculpt his body and like she was lying when she didn’t remember him. Well that could be left for another day. For now she could spend it recovering before heading to class tomorrow.

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Deku was fanboying over the new quirks he saw. “That’s awesome. Do they have different powers tied to appearance?”

Ryuji smiled “Heck yeah my persona can inflict blunt trauma and fry people with lightning strikes.” he said while demonstrating with a shock to himself which he withstood completely unharmed.

The more reserved Makoto nodded “I can hit enemies with nuclear energy or increase my own defense, along with a little first aid skill.” she admitted.

“And are there others out there with these types of quirks?”

“Beats me, but probably.” Ryuji said scratching the back of his head.

“I hope you can find more people with abilities like that. You’d be one of the most powerful heroes teams around.” Izuku said. “Also if you find more people with similar quirks to the ones you have you might be able to expand your repertoire.”

“Yeah I know.” Ryuji said rolling his shoulders

Then he looked at the scarred girl on the couch, the daughter of Endeavor “What’s your quirk?” She smiled softly as she raised a hand and caused a fireball to spring to life and then formed a snowball in the other. “Fire and ice.”

“Interesting you inherited both quirks from your mom and dad. Mind if I ask about the scar?”

“Oh well when my quirk first manifested I wasn’t resistant to it and my eye got seared and scarred up after.” answered the bichrome girl.

“Oh so you aren’t immune to your own quirks. Let me guess the same thing happened with you too?” Izuku asked a spiky redhead with teeth sharp enough to cleave stone.

“Yeah and my name is Kirishima. I can harden my skin to immense levels.” she demonstrated by activating her quirk and then cleaving the table in front of her in half.

“Yikes.”

“Kirishima, there is no reason to break a table apart with your bare hand!” Said a blue haired boy who was slightly robotic.

“Relax Iida, let me make another one.” Said a girl who just walked in. She pulled up a sleeve and her arm began to shimmer before a table and four legs popped out.

“Hey Momo can’t you just make the table in one piece?” asked a pink haired girl with small yellow horns and eyes that were black where they would normally be white.

“Well the size constraints of my quirk prevent that.” She said tapping her chin. “Awase do you mind?”

“Not at all.” said a spiky black haired boy as he touched the legs to the table and welded them together with a touch each. “Done.”

“Thank you. Oh Mina I have somebody you might want to meet, come with me.”

“Tell me who it is Yaomomo.” Mina begged as they began to walk.

“Well they seem excitable.” Izuku thought to himself as he turned to the girl sitting next to Shoko.”Reiko right? What’s your quirk.” she simply smiled quietly as Izuku felt himself be raised into the air and set down.

“Poltergeist style abilities.” she answered as Izuku got back to his unsteady feet after being let down.

“Is there an upper limit? Do you have to maintain concentration? Does it take more time for more objects?”

“I don’t need to concentrate and at the most I can lift a person. As for more objects if it takes more time to find them.” she smiled at the chance to explain it.

At that a tailed man walked in “Oh hey, are you the new student?” he asked Izuku.

“Oh, no. I’m just staying ‘til my dorms get cleaned.” he explained remembering the carbon monoxide knockout.

“I see. Well enjoy your stay here. I’m Ojiro, my quirk is my tail.” he explained gesturing to his extra appendage. “What course are you here for?”

“I’m in the support department.” Izuku explained

“That’s awesome, you guys are the reason so many heroes are successful.”

“Thank you, that’s some awesome validation.” Iuzku beamed back at the tailed man.

“Yeah what he said! Support is so manly.” yelled Eiko.

“Agreed.” said a grey haired boy.

“That means a lot to me. Truly.” said Izuku.

“If you have any ideas you want to test, come to us first. We’d be more than willing to test them for you.” said a cute brown haired girl who was helping a blonde in a wheelchair.

“You sure? Some may be kinda dangerous to you.” he said scratching the back of his head.

“So? We all signed up for this and risks are part of the thrill.” replied Ryuji “Along with punishing the wicked.”

“Yeah. Villains are gonna get crushed by us!” shouted Eiko with a fist pump.

“I’m feeling totally pumped for this!” roared Tetsutetsu in response before he, Ryuji, and Eiko gripped each other’s fists as if making a blood pact.

“Well you all seem excitable.” Makoto chuckled while shaking her head.

“Oh come on Makoto, you would be too. Isn’t your family law enforcement?”

“True, I suppose it would be fun to take out a villain in a more direct fashion.”

“I hate to break up the party, but can someone direct me to where the bedrooms are?” Izuku asked.

“Oh, my apologies.” Answered Iida “Follow me.”As he began to lead Izuku “You’ll be staying with Tokoyami and Awase for the night until your dorms are clean.” Iida opened the door revealing what looked like a mix of Tim Burton and a welding shop.

“Honestly not too dissimilar to my current dorm, just less toxins and liquid nitrogen. I can get used to it here.” he looked around “Do you have any blueprint paper? I’d like to start drafting a few designs up.” Izuku said as he set up some pencils and ink on the lone empty desk in the room.”

“Yes in fact, we got a shipment of it today. There are four tubes against the wall, feel free to use as much as you need.”

“Thanks Iida.” Izuku pulled out a tube and rolled the paper out as he began to draw the device. A piece of lightweight armor with flexible rigging like a soldier would wear along with a grappling hook and cable on the right arm. In his notebook he would do calculations and add to the suit as the equations ended and add recoil dampeners and even climbing claws if needed. At the top of the print he simply wrote two words: Project Rictus.