Satan's child

𓆉𝙲𝚑𝚊𝚙𝚝𝚎𝚛𝚜 𝚜𝚎𝚟𝚎𝚗𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗 𝚊𝚗𝚍 𝚎𝚒𝚐𝚑𝚝𝚎𝚎𝚗𓆉

Sorry had softball

Hitoshi and izuku hung out for a long while, before izuku went back to 1-A. They said their goodbyes and izuku walked into 1-A. We had one more class tomorrow until internships started. Izuku waltzed in, finger gunning at people and sitting at his desk.

Iida was yelling at him to gt his feet and he looked at sero who sat just a bit from him. "Hey sero, can i have some tape to SHUT IIDA'S MOUTH!" izuku yelled. People laughed, and iida sat down, obviously upset.

Izuku turned to todoroki, and pulled a cold mug of coffee out of the void. "Dude, if i give you my coffee, will you like heat it up for me?" izuku whispered. Todoroki laughed, and gladly did so. Izuku thanked him before downing it, groaning when he felt the liquid burn down his throat.

"So, i have a plan." izuku whispered to shoto. Shoto smirked and leaned in. "if the purge EVER happens, like ever....we get somebody else close to me, and we go get revenge on your father." izuku smirked. Shoto smirked as well, and we fist-bumbed.

Aizawa walked into class, and we had a normal lesson day. PE having to be who could survive aizawa's constant grenade throwing the longest.

"Okay class. Before you go to your internships. You can chose to stay here in the dorms, with your parents, or in the agency if you are allowed to do so. So have a good time i guess. Ill see you all in a week. Izuku meet me after class." aizawa demanded. Izuku nodded, and everyone left, except for izuku.

"Do you want to stay over at our house problem child? Im sure eri would be ecstatic, as well as hitoshi. Mic could even get a guest on his radio show." aizawa smirked. Izuku got all flustered, and played with the hem of his shirt.

"Are you sure its okay? For me to stay as long as a week?" izuku asked. Aizawa smiled softly. "Im sure."

Izuku let out a smile. "Alright. Ill be fine to go whenever due to the void." izuku explained. Aizawa nodded, and izuku followed izuku to his car, where izuku scared the living shit out of hitoshi.

"WHAT THE FUCK!?" he yelled, hand on his chest. Izuku snickered and sat back in the backseat. "Why are you here?" hitoshi smirked. "Im interning under your dear old dad." izuku said nonchalantly, scrolling through his phone. Shinsou's eyes widened. "Dude! Thats awesome! We have a sleepover for a week!" he yelled. Izuku smiled and nodded.

"Who are ou interning under?" izuku asked. He pointed towards aizawa, and we fist-bumped. they talked until they got at the aizawas and eri ran into izuku's arms. He hugged her back tightly, and eri was begging that he should play with her.

"Sorry little miss, but ive got to work with your brother and dad." izuku said calmly. She stared into his soul. Long and hard. Not breaking eye contact. She didnt say anything. She just walked away, glaring at izuku.

"Im terrified." izuku whispered. Hitoshi shivered. "You should be." he whispered. Izuku snorted, and they were dragged out back to the training area, waving to mic.

"Alright, lets stretch and jog." aizawa said in a bored tone. We ran, and stretched, then we were put to work. We were having to lift some really heavy shit. Like, even hard for izuku. Shinsu had it asier, but since izuku was a heavily trained villain, he had it harder.

After a while of doing this, aizawa made them practice high jumped, but izuku couldnt use his quirk. Izuku jumped really, high, ontop of the building even. Hitoshi got about a foot in the air, before dropping.

Izawa had them train on a bunch of other shit as well. Like kicks, and fighting stances, and certain attacks. Even izuku was struggling. He was trained a certain way. With blades. He did little to teach himself the basics when toga died, but when he did, it was jumping from roof to roof, and small villain fights.