25

As a teacher, playing favorites is something that is heavily discouraged.

Which was why Shota Aizawa hated all of his students right off the bat. Initially he despised all of his students at the same level. Actually knowing their name meant that he probably hated that student a bit more than the others, or perhaps he tolerated them a bit more, both of these students were few and far between.

But, there was one name that Shota Aizawa knew before he had even met the student. Hell, he could even say he had an instant and immediate dislike for this child. Izuku Midoriya, the name struck a nerve as he remembered Nejire mentioning him and his quirk quite a few times. Both from her seemingly constant stream of inappropriate outfits, to her endless supply of items she kept in her chest.

Another reason that annoyed him was that everyone else was playing favorites with Izuku. Nezu allowed him in after a brief interview because his quirk seemed interesting, most of the faculty liked him, and a few of his new students were quite fond of him as well. He also had a custom schedule that was frustrating to deal with. The kid was barely a student and was actively working on campus infecting the cafeteria with strange food and healing other students with stranger foods.

Izuku Midoriya stood out like a sore thumb. Largely because he had a punchable face.

All of that could have been ignored, or forgiven, but there was just one small problem.

Izuku's quirk wasn't being controlled at all. Or if it was being controlled, Izuku was a jackass.

And worse, Shota couldn't erase Izuku's quirk. So not only did Izuku have a quirk that he could barely use, but even Shota couldn't even control it by erasing it when it acted up.

"Uhh, Aizawa-sensei?" Itsuka Kendo, one of the more promising students from this year with her discipline, past in martial arts and fantastic work ethic, coupled with a quirk that was two fold in terms of strength. Her large hands alone would have been enough to make her a decent hero, but the great amount of strength that she was still learning to control without injuring herself made her just all the more formidable.

If he was to play favorites then Itsuka would certainly be up there. Were it not for her relationship with Izuku.

"Yes, Itsuka?" Shota asked with a sigh.

"Could you please stop trying to send us into another group? Being teleported so many times is making me nauseous." She placed a single hand on her stomach and looked up at him making a disgruntled face. She might be exaggerating, but he knew from first hand experience that being teleported was a bit hard on his body. And she had been teleported at least seven times in the last ten minutes. Momo Yaoyorozu had likewise been teleported about. "Besides, I'd prefer to work with Izuku and Momo."

Shota wanted to bash his head against the wall. Part of the reason why he had divided the teams up randomly was so that he could avoid friends getting too comfortable. More often than not, who heroes ended up working with wasn't by choice, today's exercise was supposed to be about adapting to working with strangers without knowing their skill set.

"Izuku. Can you stop teleporting your fellow classmates so we can get started?" Shota glared at the green haired young man. He really had a punchable face.

Izuku held up his hands in defense and gave a nervous chuckle, "I would but my quirk is a bit stubborn. Besides, Itsuka and Momo are already in my party so we-"

There was that word again. Party. Nejire mentioned it. She was in the party too. Still, with a quirk that allowed him to summon others to his side at will, Izuku would rarely, if ever, need to work with someone unfamiliar. But at this point it was pride and stubbornness that kept Shota from agreeing to the request.

"Why can't I erase your quirk?" He growled glaring at Izuku.

Izuku just shrugged, unlike the other students who had their costumes already, Izuku was simply wearing the gym uniform. "My quirk says to tell you that you're not going to make her go to sleep, she's warm and has a pot of coffee so bring it."

His eye twitched.

Shota let out a groan. "So your quirk can talk to you now?"

"Umm, Aizawa-sensei," The other promising girl Momo Yaoyorozu, who like Itsuka, would have been a perfect hero candidate were it not for her connection with Izuku, took a step forward. "Izuku's quirk is rather unique, and we've tried to ask Menu-chan to stop teleporting us about, but uhh, she's rather stubborn and doesn't like you."

"The feeling is mutual." Shota rolled his shoulders. In theory, there was a lot he could learn from a quirk that could talk, such as what his quirk actually did. From what little he gathered he didn't actually erase them, but simply put the quirks to sleep. That made a lot of sense. But as it stood, that revelation was coming from someone he disliked a great deal so he chose to ignore it.

"Additionally, I believe that-"

"Fine," Shota cut Momo off and turned towards the other groups. "You three can be a group. I don't feel like arguing today."

That was a lie. But he wasn't getting paid to argue with a child and his even more childlike quirk.

"Umm, but sensei," Itsuka stepped forward carefully, no doubt picking up on his foul mood. "Aren't we supposed to be in groups of five?"

"That's right. But I'm sure your teamwork will allow you to make up for your lack of members."

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[Izuku Midoriya: Did you have to make the teacher mad at me before class even started?

Sys-admin: Blame Nejire, he already hated you because of her boob window abuse.

Sys-admin: Besides! We don't need to worry about being outnumbered. We have an Itsuka! And Momo is no slouch either!

Itsuka Kendo: Oh yeah! That's right, you haven't seen Momo in action yet, have you?

Momo Yaoyorozu: Please stop you're going to make me blush.

Itsuka Kendo: That really doesn't take much.

Momo Yaoyorozu: !

Izuku Midoriya: Did Momo get better at fighting or something?

Sys-admin: Yep! She used her depression about her two crushes dating each other in a positive way and turned herself into a fighting machine! I should see if I can change her class name.

Izuku Midoriya: I think you two are about to break Momo.]

Izuku looked at the red colored flag that they were supposed to be protecting. It was just like playing capture the flag during P.E. only instead of there being an open field they were instead inside a long industrial complex comprised of multiple buildings. They knew where the other team's flag was and vice versa.

Worse still was who they were up against.

A smug looking blonde guy that Itsuka hated.

Ejiro Kirishima, his friend.

Some guy that did a manly flex hand shake with Kirishima when they were put on the same team.

Shoto Todoroki, his more or less roommate and Menu's would be plaything.

And lastly there was Katsuki Bakugo who-

"Deku! You damn shrub!"

[Lvl10 Trash has entered the fight.]

Who apparently was going to charge right at them the moment the test started.

Right! First things, first take out Kacchan and then plan!

XXXX

That crazy Bakugo guy had just charged in the moment the exam began. While charging in first thing was manly as hell, doing so without the rest of the team was not so manly, especially since they hadn't even had a chance to finish Neito Monoma's plan. Not that it was much of a plan all things considered. Just trying to use their numbers advantage in the best way possible.

Something Eijiro wasn't too certain of considering his first hand experience with Itsuka's strength. Her giant fists were hard enough to deal with as is, but that combined with her fighting skill, ability to shake of a hit like she was the one with the hardening quirk, and all the extra power she had in her just made him not entirely certain that victory against her was possible.

If only because she could easily pick him up and then throw his ass all the way into Tokyo Bay.

But at least he had a bit of back-up in the form of Tetsutetsu, someone with a quirk like his but steel instead of just hardening. Even with that, he wasn't sure if they could take Itsuka.

And that Momo chick. Something just felt off about her. She seemed way too happy, and during the first day of classes she had apparently beat someone so thoroughly they dropped out. All with a polite smile on her face. He was getting some serious yandere vibes from her. Partially because of her black hair.

Really, the only one that Eijiro felt any kind of confidence in beating was Izuku. But that just felt moot because Izuku was a support hero and beating one of those just felt like it was less manly or something.

"Hey," Tetsutetsu nodded around the corner, they were taking the lower path to the enemy flag. Neito's thought was that the enemy would try to take advantage of this section by sneaking either of their strongest through the tunnel to try and steal the flag quickly while the other two attempted to hold them off.

It made sense.

"Someone's up ahead."

Eijiro looked around the corner, this was the most open part of the building, a large room that was at least twice as wide as their classrooms were with row after row of stone columns. Really it felt like the kind of place where the final battle of some action movie would happen. Standing at the far end of the room bathed in the gentle light that filtered in was the other girl. Momo.

Her hero costume was different than he remembered, instead of the red get up she had before, hers was now a black armored looking top that covered her chest leaving her stomach and upper arms shorts looked to be made of something similar, with black boots that went up to her mid calf. It was a lot of skin exposed, which might have something to do with her quirk. A mask or something was sitting on the top of her head

"It's not that Itsuka chick, is it?" Tetsutetsu asked, taking another oh so obvious glance down the corridor.

"No! Itsuka took the upper path! You two aren't very good at being sneaky, I'm Momo by the way!" Momo held out her arm and conjured a long black staff, its tip igniting with a spark of electricity. "I'm sorry but I can't let you two pass."

"Look." Tetsu took a step forward, his arms spread wide. "I don't want to hurt you, so-"

"Oh, that's sweet." Momo smiled at them and grabbed her stomach and pulled out a rope. A lot of rope. That explained the exposed skin. She tossed the rope into the middle of the room and pointed at it. "If you two could just tie yourselves up, that would be great."

Eijiro laughed, smiling despite the situation he found himself in. "Ha! I don't think she's going to just surrender! That's so manly!"

"Right! She's tough! Alright, Red Riot! Let's do this!" Tetsutetsu shined and turned into steel banging his fists in front of his body to show off how tough he was.

Eijiro mirrored the motion when he used his hardening quirk. "Right, let's go, Real Steel!"

Momo kept smiling and pulled down her mask. She twirled her staff and charged at them. A thick black smoke poured from her body that grew to consume the entire room in a matter of moments.

Leaving only the dull blue glow of her staff and the glowing green eyes of her mask for just a few moments before darkness came over them.

XXXX

Shoto Todoroki looked at his foe. It was the one with orange hair. Itsuka Kendo. The one that one of his teammates had warned him about. She was apparently super strong. Which was good, he needed to beat All Might, so he needed to go up against super strong people. Still, the girl wasn't Izuku.

Which was a shame.

Shoto had been craving Izuku's soba for a while. He wanted to see if he would make him more soba.

"I want soba." He muttered to himself place a hand on his stomach before looking up at Itsuka. She had orange hair, and her outfit was a sleeveless turquoise qipao that went to her knees and a pair of grey boots, leaving her arms and legs mostly exposed. She also had on a black mask that didn't really hide anything. She looked like a martial artist.

He was good against close ranged fighters.

Itsuka smiled and placed a hand on her hip. "You're Shota right? You know if you ask Izuku he'd probably make you some soba later. Though it might do something weird."

Shoto blinked. "Like turn me into a girl?"

"Uhh, yeah, is that what it did last time?"

Shoto nodded.

Itsuka scratched the back of her head. "Right, sorry about that, Izuku's quirk kind of has a mind of its own."

"Well, if I beat you then I'll be able to ask him for soba sooner." It was simple logic, but now he had more motivation. "Sorry."

He held up his hand and unleashed a blast of ice that cracked some of the concrete walls they were fighting amongst, some of the pillars were even caught up and dragged into the blast. It all happened too fast for her to dodge and when he pulled his hand down he saw Itsuka frozen in the center of his blast. She had managed to enlarge her hands and attempt to block it, but there was little she could do.

He should probably unfreeze her before it did too much damage to her.

He took a single step.

And his glacier broke.

Itsuka stood in the center of the falling ice her fists enlarged and a wide confident smile on her face. She dropped into a fighting stance one knee raised and her green eyes all but glowing.

At that moment Shoto felt several unique emotions. The first was awe, something he had only ever felt at seeing All Might before. The second was fear, it wasn't that Shoto hadn't felt fear, but this was the first time in a long time. The last was surprising, it was attraction, something he had only felt a few times before, and only towards other men.

"Is that all you got?" Itsuka taunted him.

Oh. Well this was a new emotion too. He didn't want to lose to her. He held out his hand and unleashed another blast of cold towards her.

XXXX

Neito was concerned. From his vantage point, he could see much of the battle field. There was smoke coming from where he sent the two hardheads, and Shoto been launching blast after blast of ice only for it to be shattered a moment later. And there was still no sign of Katsuki! That damn idiot talked a lot of game but couldn't even get out alive after a 3 vs 1?

His plan would be working so much better if Katsuki had just waited! He could have gone to steal the flag and beat up that Izuku guy while the two girls were distracted. Still he hadn't expected Itsuka to be able to hold off Shoto like that. He had bet that it would be Itsuka going down that tunnel which would have allowed Shoto to just overpower the other two.

But it appeared that whatever plan his enemy had come up with perfectly countered his. Worse was that he was out of time with Shoto's quirk. Still it shouldn't be too much of a problem. Maybe he should-

He stopped to look down and saw someone entering their flag room. It was the boy of the group. Izuku Midoriya, dressed in nothing but a gym uniform. He had tried to gather just a bit of info from everyone else's quirk in previous classes, but this was his first time seeing Izuku outside of the cafeteria. Neitohonestly thought he was just more staff.

Still Eijiro had said it was a healing based quirk that allowed him to make items.

A quirkless fighter was a frustrating foe.

"Stop!" Neito jumped down in front of Izuku, barely managing to land without hurting himself. Okay so jumping had been a bad idea. "What happened to Katsuki?"

Izuku blinked at him and shrugged. "We knocked him out. Well not so much we as much as Itsuka did. We tied him up. But he might not wake up for a while."

Damn fool. "It's to be expected. Still, you must have some nerve to leave your flag behind like that. Unguarded. You must be aware of just how outnumbered and outmatched you are. I mean, you're in the support course aren't you, I doubt that there's anything that you can do to even stop-"

Izuku took the bait and charged. He was faster than Neito expected but that was nothing to be concerned about. All he had to do was touch Izuku and see what exactly his quirk was so that he could beat Izuku at his own game. If it was a healing quirk then that was fine, it would mean that they would be evenly matched in a prolonged battle.

It was even worth being thrown onto the ground so easily.

Okay. Maybe he was at a bit of a disadvantage.

"Ha!" Neito laughed as much as he wheezed, and waved his hand in front of Izuku's face. "I touched you!"

"So?" Izuku raised an eyebrow. "I touched you too."

"You fool. You don't know what my quirk is, you see I can copy the quirks of those I-"

[Installing Quirk.]

What?

Neito looked at the odd screen that appeared in front of him. It was a text box, like when he would attempt to install a new software only mildly opaque..

"Oh, uhh." Izuku let go of his arm and took a step back. "I'm so sorry."

[Installing file 1 of 26534670324563452116434525631 0.1% complete.]

Another box appeared. And another and another and another, flooding his vision with warnings and progress bars as his entire brain felt like it was being overloaded from whatever the hell was currently being poured into him. It felt like when he attempted to do an all night study session right before an exam. Like he absorbed too much but knew so little.

[Warning, file size too large, installation time estimated at 142 years 241 days 3 hours 11 minutes and 53 seconds. Shutting down non vital systems until installation is complete.]

As the darkness grew around him he saw but one final message

[Well, you're a fucking dumbass.]

XXXX

Izuku looked down at the strange blond guy that had bragged about touching him. And copying his quirk. An event that Izuku was partially curious to see what would happen. As it turned out, copying his quirk was a bad idea given how the boy promptly passed out.

[Izuku Midoriya: Uhh, Menu-chan? Is he going to be alright?

Sys-admin: Guh. Maybe. Please don't let him touch you again. It feels weird being inside his head even a little bit. But from what I can gather the whole copying thing has a pretty short time limit.

Izuku Midoriya: Alright then. Uhh how are things going for you two?]

A scream echoed from where Momo should have been, the smoke floating up from the area gave him about as much concern as the giant wall of ice where Itsuka was. A moment later Izuku managed to catch a glimpse of someone fleeing out of the combat area and onto the streets. It was a boy with silver hair, screaming, a few minutes later Eijiro emerged, not screaming but running out just as fast.

Okay, so maybe Momo was a bit more terrifying than the happy bi-mess that he dealt with on a daily basis. When she said that she could handle whatever came at her, he was a bit reluctant to agree.

[Momo Yaoyorozu: Uhh, what were the rules if they ran out of bounds again?

Itsuka Kendo: I think they lose. Did you get the flag Izuku? Oh and I took care of Shoto.]

Izuku walked a few feet back and grabbed the flag.

[Izuku Midoriya: Yep, so I guess we win?

Sys-admin: I'm not surprised, but honestly I feel a little let down.]