That Girl is Something

11-The Lead Up

Mochi's POV

Mineta comes in, "Here he is!" Everyone looks up at him in confusion to see him holding a black sports bra with purple stripes on it. Did that jerk steal someone's bra?! I began glaring at him. Mineta continued, "So, who was it, Deku?"

Izuku's eyes widen at that, "Why were you rummaging around my gym bag?! That's private!"

Mineta grinned and pulled out another bra from behind his back. This one was a pink sports bra. They're both really small. I looked around the room, who's is it? Mineta stated, "Who was it?"

Bakugo stood up, "Back off, grape! You're really starting to tick me off, you extra!" Huh?

Ida stated while moving his arm, "I have to agree it's very inappropriate for you to be searching his bag."

Mineta stated, "Well, all I want to know is who's is it?" He shrugged and placed his eyes on Izuku. He raised a brow instigating.

Izuku burst up, "It's mine! Okay?!" Then he rushed out of the room crying. I felt taken aback.

Bakugo burst out, "You just had to go messing with him... Fuck! You owe him a fucking huge apology, you goddamn extra!" I watched his hands crackle. Wait, he's standing up for Izuku.

Ochako burst out, "That was insensitive, Mineta. Not to mention inappropriate." I'll have to tell Dad he's searching other people's bags.

I stood up and began on my way out. I called out, "Hey, I'm checking on Izuku."

Bakugo responded, "Nerd likes to hide in stairwells!"

I smiled at him, thankful for the information. I went out of class and then to the nearest stairwell. I went into it and then heard the sniffing. I walked up a flight to see him crouched by the door.

I cautiously called out, "Izuku?"

He looked up at me tears streaming down his face. He said, "He... He... He outed me!" He curled up into himself again, crying harder.

I sat down on the landing. I said, "The class is demanding he apologizes, especially Bakugo." I stared up at the concrete above me. I said, "I was halfway expecting him to explode Mineta's face."

I heard sniffing behind me and turned. Izuku still had his head down. He stated, "Yep, that's Kacchan." He tugged at his hair.

I said, "You're handsome and manly." He perked up looking at me. I smiled, "I think some people in class are falling for you. You're nice and look good."

He wiped at his tears. He asked, "You think so?" I nodded my head yes. He began mumbling a jumble of different words trying to devolve who would like him.

I stood up attracting his attention. I went to him and offered him my hand. He took it using it to get up. I said, "We should tell Aizawa."

Izuku shook his head no, "No, please." I stared at him and felt torn. He said, "I will soon, I promise. I'm just not ready today. Okay?"

I sighed, "Alright, but you need to tell him soon. I'm sure he'll help. If not I'll whoop him."

Izuku giggled, "You'll whoop Aizawa?"

I laughed, "Yeah, of course."

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I sat down at the supper table. It already had a black bowl containing eight pieces of garlic bread. There was the Parmesan cheese container in the middle of the table. Spaghetti?

My mind still drifted to the event two days ago with Izuku. I sighed and shook my head. Mic said, "So are you two ready for tomorrow?" Aizawa came to the table packing a white dish. He sat it down revealing lasagna. He sat down in his chair beside Mic and instantly grabbed his hand.

Shinso answered first, "I am. I'm going to try and coast through the middle of the events till the last one." He then turned to me with a light smile.

I sighed, "I'm worried about the athlete's oath and the events. What if I don't place in any?"

Aizawa spoke, "Mochi, don't worry yourself. Just follow your instincts. With the oath just wish everyone well and that everyone does their best."

I nodded, "Thanks, Dad. I'll try."

Mic spoke up, "Now, eat up. You'll need all the calories for tomorrow."

Shinso nodded, "Thanks for the meal."

I smiled, "Thanks, Dad. Thanks, Papa."

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Aizawa's POV

I was laying in bed staring at the ceiling. I sighed while staring at it. I heard, "Do you think she's right?"

I turned to see Hizashi staring at me. I shook my head. I spoke softly, "No, I doubt it." I smirked, "A race, she'll place, and Hitoshi too. Top 42, remember. With the Calvary Battle, it's harder. I can't predict any team-ups very well."

Hizashi said, "Well what if they make it past it to one on one?"

I shrugged, "Hitoshi may do well brainwashing them. Although since his isn't physical it's harder to say. Mochi can simply use erasure and make anyone fight quirkless, which most people aren't used to. With that in mind and since theirs no physical reveal to her doing that, she'll win. We'd have to get her sunflowers. We'd have to get Hitoshi that one coffee he loves you occasionally get."

Hizashi mumbled, "I forget about her erasure at times." He rubbed his eyes. He continued, "Well, let's hope Hitoshi can transfer to the hero course."

I pecked his forehead. I threw my arm over him pulling him close. I said, "Yeah, and we'll put him in mine. Having 22 idiots can't be that bad. Although so many problem kids and I don't know what to do."

Hizashi laughed, "You keep going and you'll rival general studies in size!"

I smiled, "Of course."