Dead voices

Chapter 5: Normal; Right?

After the little 'confession' from Deku's part, all of the class got ready to go to class. However, everybody was wondering how Deku would act in class. I mean, his secret got out, and they saw him drinking many bottles of alcohol, and the strong one. Yes, they lost count of how many bottles he drank in their little talk. They started walking to the class, and when they arrived, everyone of them went straight to their seats, deep in their thoughts. They wouldn't have noticed that their homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shota, also known as the underground hero Eraserhead, entered the room if it weren't for him entering the classroom while shouting them to shut up. "Alright, I'm here so shut it-" He stopped abruptly, noticing that they where all quiet. Mineta wasn't perving on one of the girls, Denki wasn't trying to hit on Jirou, Bakugou wasn't menacing with blowing everything up, Mina wasn't looking for gossip, and Iida wasn't playing robot while telling the whole class to seat down, failing as always.

"Okay, I'm gonna bite. What is happening?" The class didn't knew what to do. Wha the hell where they supposed to do? They couldn't just go and tell Aizawa what they had just learned about their classmate. "E-everything is alright Aizawa-sensei." Class was surprised when the subject of their thoughts was the one that told Aizawa that. The class turned their sights from the teacher to him, getting amazed at how h looked as his everyday 'self', making what happened at the morning look like a bad joke. Hell, he even acted shy when all the eyes where trained on him. "Are you sure Midoriya?" "Y-yeah. R-right guys" Then, everybody in the classroom felt a chill going down their spines, and felt like all the happiness was sucked from the place. Everyone seemed to understand the 'discrete' menace of Midoriya. "Y-yeah! Midoriya is right sensei." Aizawa looked at them, trying to get one of them to break down and tell him everything, but when he got nothing, he passed it off as his students growing: "Okay then, todays assignment -"

Class went by relatively normal, with some glances being directed at Midoriya, with the purpose of inspecting how was he doing, and if the industrial quantity of alcohol he had was playing against him. Nothing. They found nothing. This repeated itself in every class. But Midoriya was being, himself? they didn't even knew who he was. At the lunch, Yaoyorozu seated by himself, to see how would he react, and he made what no one expected: he acted shy, he blushed, and stammered. Thing went on, until the end of the school day arrived, letting them free, and in their way to the dorms. And Midoriya was still bing cute, shy and timid. However, once he crossed the entrance to the dorms, color drained from him, eye bags appeared, and a bottle of rum found a way to his hand. He uncapped it, took what could be considered a sip comparing it with his normal drinking, and turned to face them.

"Look, I am going to say this once. Are we clear?" The whole class nodded. Even Bakugou did. "Good. If you make something that could expose me, my curse, and my countermeasures, I will be seeing you, with my fucking quirk. We clear." Class didn't knew if it was by the fact that his eyes where red of tiredness, the fact that it was Midoriya who was giving them a death warning, or something else, but they all nodded immediately. They weren't taking any chances. "Good. Im going to be in my room, probably drinking till I fall asleep. If you ned something, go fuck someone else." He retired for the day. Class went to make their daily activities, trying not to pay attention to the shouts that came from Midoriya's room, probably fighting with one of his ghosts. However, there was one of them that wasn't afraid of Midoriya.

Kyoka was laying on her bed, thinking about today. She always found Midoriya kinda irritating, with his stuttering and his extreme shyness, so seeing him like this was a relief in some kind of way. However, that wasn't her problem right now. Her problem was that they way in which Midoriya acted when he wasn't faking his personality managed to gain her attention. And although all of the class was wondering about his true self, Kyoka found it kinda exciting. It turned her on, and that couldn't be good. She always tough that if she ever found herself  in a relationship, she would be the one with the 'pants' on, to say so. She didn't considered herself a dominatrix, she had no sexual interest on being dominating  someone, but it didn't meant she wanted to be the submissive type.

However, she just found that the way Midoriya talked to them, menacing them, and being way to rude, was pretty appetizing. She was screwed "Fuck." Fuck indeed. Things went on like that for a week, with Midoriya having at least one whole bottle of one strong alcohol for breakfast, acting shy on class, and acting rude and mean once they where back to the dorms. Oh, right, and Kyoka feeling aroused from those moments where the 'true Izuku' surfaced. That could not be good for her. It was getting to a point where the tough of sending one of her hands to her pants sounded pretty appealing. But, the day of medical revision came. Once in a time, Recovery Girl would do a general check on them to tell how they where going, and that day was today.