"WHAAA!" Two voices in unison, exclaimed when the outside of a building appeared. Inside stood Kirishima and Tetsu with their hero costumes on, they were rather surprised at each other. "Tetsutetsu!" Eijiro gawked at his silver-haired pal, who only returned the same by mentioning his name.
With a manly greet with their hands, their palms clapped when they clasped together and couldn't help but grin at each others' company. "Why are you here?!" In unison, they asked, nothing but excitement radiating from their forms when they did so; soon their greetings came to a halt when their trainer gained their attention.
"We were able to put two offers in. Let's get started with ado," a large man behind a desk, raised his voice. One pair of arms was folded while the other stayed clamped to his waist, the sense of dominance was obvious as he stood there.
"I look forward to working with you!" Both of the boys, spoke simultaneously after they gave their trainer a respectful bow.
"I saw your guts at the sports festival. I like you two. However, being a hero isn't so easy that you can rely on brute force alone. I will teach you that, as someone with more experience," the pro hero explained, only to earn more excitement from one of the boys.
"As expected of the chivalrous hero!" Tetsu exclaimed, followed by a, so manly, comment from his pal in red who clenched a fist.
With a harsh slam of his fist, the pro hero roared with anger to shut the boys up. "Wait for me to finish!" As soon as he did, the two in front of him bowed instantly with quick shouts of apologies in return. "I'll teach you manners properly, too," his words only made the boys raise back up with exclamations of appreciation, so he continued.
The hero leaned back in his chair after his fingers intertwined, his golden rings never went unnoticed and anyone would be able to see professionalism in his movements. "First, I'll tell you the major premise. Pro-heroes receive wages from the government, so we are civil servants, but because of how this came about, civil servants and pro-heroes are very different. Regarding the actual duties of a pro hero..." As time passed when he explained, the two in front of him appeared as though they understood and a stern nod was given.
After giving them the earful of information and being scolded for improper tea making, it wasn't long until they were given some time to chill. Kirishima decided to use his time to text Uviel and couldn't stop his grin from showing. Did you get to meet your hero, yet? In his text, he asked and waited for a reply.
From the answer he received, he felt overwhelmed by her cuteness when her text mentioned how excited she was to be there. One after another, a message pinged his phone as he watched with awe. Adorable emote faces almost at the end of every sentence she'd make, the exclamation marks, and some letters in all caps, glued his goofy grin onto his face.
"Hey, Kirishima!" His rival soon came over, whose black eyes bore into red ones after he took notice of his flushed cheeks. "You're blushing! What're you looking at?!" Now, he too became flustered, so he ran over quickly to take a peek and saw the lighter redhead's messages. "How did you get her number?!" astonishment and a hint of jealousy laced his question. If only he was able to talk to Uviel like Eijiro, he'd more than likely distract her too much...
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BNHA: Dual Fates.
RomanceTwo best friends join U.A. for their own reasons. They both have villains breathing down their necks, trying to orchestrate them and use them as tools of destruction. Can the seed of love form in the midst of the painful and depressive trials that t...