Ice, Fire, Love, Explosion: Season 2 | My Hero Academia

Chapter 8: Not Only for Ourselves

3rd Person POV

It was late in the night, and the students of U.A. High School's Class 1-A had just arrived back to their dormitory for a temporary break from the search effort...

... Kaminari crashed face-first onto the ground, his shoes already off and his eyes half-open.

"I'm so tired..." Kaminari groaned, succumbing to the loving embrace of the hard floor. After putting on her slippers next to him, Miku kicked him playfully in the side. He groaned a whine, and she snickered.

"How you doin', sis...?" Kirishima walked up to Vanessa as he stretched, one of his hands holding his wired face guard. He yawned as he leaned the side of his head on top of hers, and she blinked, her eyes averting up to him. His red eyes caught her faded ones for a second before her gaze averted back forwards, and he curiously raised a brow.

"Ness, you okay?" "The search area is too large..." she mumbled emotionlessly, and Kirishima lifted his head off hers, placing his hand not gripping his face guard on his hip. She groaned a sigh with closed eyes as she folded her arms under her chest, "With the immense shortage of Heroes... this feels hopeless."

Kirishima's eyes slightly widened, and he felt his heart stung. Sure, he knew it was a serious problem that few Heroes were left around to help... but a part of him had hoped she would manage to stay a little positive despite her depression. He glanced away from her, his eyes filling with sorrow.

She hadn't been traumatized because of someone related to him... He knew he wasn't the one meant to heal her wounds.

"Time for bed, friends. On the double." Iida sternly spoke up as his helmet automatically fell back, thanks to Ayane improving its function to be more practical. After all, removing it and putting it on physically is more tasking. "Our greatest strength is youth, so our every action should fuel us for what is to come."

"They told us to get stronger." Bakugo grumbled, his mask over his forehead and pulling his hair back. He walked up to Miku and snatched her hand, dragging her along with him and from Kaminari... who she had just helped stand back up... However, the pikachu just slammed onto the lockers, still half-asleep.

Midoriya looked over at Ochaco, who was currently chatting with Mina, both of them tired. He hadn't been able to thank her properly for her speech to the evacuees, and it really bothered him. "Ura—"

"I am here! Just like every day!!" All Might suddenly came barging through the door, Tsukauchi at his side with Principal Nezu hanging on his shoulder. Kaminari yelped and re-slammed against the lockers, his strained eyes shooting open.

"What's up?" Kyoka curiously asked, a bit surprised to see them here at this hour, "You're full of energy, I see..." "Quite the opposite!" All Might exclaimed, pumping his fists around. "Detective Tsukauchi? And the Principal, too?" Sato questioned in slight shock.

Still gripping her hand behind him, Bakugo suddenly stopped, causing Miku to slam right into his muscly back. The two quickly looked behind them, and both raised an eyebrow in unison at their appearances.

"Does this concern the situation with Aoyama?" Yao-Momo asked, standing next to Kyoka. Tsukauchi held up an index finger, and All Might now sternly spoke, "It's about what comes next. And we're only informing select individuals for now."

"It's time to discuss our final plans for this second pivotal war."

All the students froze in place, and a stern look filled all their faces.

"We know All for One too well." All Might spoke, "The odds of this search effort locating him were always slim."

Kaminari's shoulders fell, the boy having managed to pull himself back onto his feet off the lockers, "Bakugo was saying that all along." "But hearing it from these guys hits different..." Sato groaned as well.