Aizawa paired everyone off before calling out to Midoriya, Todoroki, Uraraka, Ric, Kirishima and I. The six of us walked up, Kirishima bouncing from foot to foot, his excitement evident as he activated his quirk with a chuckle. I just smiled and took a closer look at his hero costume, everyone had one on as this was a Fight Simulation training so it had to be treated like the real thing.
I loved seeing him in his hero costume, the way his abs flexed every time he moved never failed to hit me where it hurt. In a good way of course. The wolf in me purred at the sight and for a moment, I was eternally grateful for not being in heat yet since it wasn't due for a few more weeks. Wolf tendencies and instincts were great and all, but unfortunately for me that came with wolf characteristics that were more than just my ears and tail. Instead of a menstrual cycle, I got an oestrus cycle every three months that put me in a heat. My scent was more powerful than ever and I craved just about any guy that walked by. The embarrassing memories from my last heat sent a shiver up my spine and I quickly looked around for anything else to think about.
Speaking of distractions, Ric's new hero costume fit him well with a black leather choker, a black leather vest with white lining and black skinny jeans that sat low on his waist tucked into white combat boots. He was lean but still muscular and very, very toned and though I never looked at him as anything more than a friend, I could appreciate how well the jeans accented his V-line. 'So much for a distraction', I thought but mentally chastised myself for thinking such things.
A black and white trench coat added some flair to the outfit and a white leather glove on his dark sided hand helped him to control the demonic powers if he chose to use them. I was impressed with how he designed his outfit and I felt a sense of pride fill me as I admired his fashion choices. Looking down at my own hero outfit, I smiled at my fashionable creativity.
My hair was up in a high pony tail, my bangs out and framing my face as I wore a plain, black, off the shoulder crop-top and black shorts with a mint green, floor length train. It was essentially supposed to be a high-lo romper but I decided to design the shirt separate but keep the high-lo part for the bottoms. The train had black hearts on it, the black belt had green hearts and one big green heart as the buckle and my choker was black with green hearts.
I loved the color codes and loved my black combat boots even more as the mint green hearts on the steel toe of the boots added the finishing touch. So I had a thing for hearts, oh well. My attention was pulled towards Aizawa as he gave us the rundown of today's training. We needed to do our best, no critical injuries, and we had to treat it like a real fight, all of which I could certainly do.
"Head out to the arena and when the bell sounds, start!" he ordered and with that we took off down the stairs of the training facility, laughing as we shoved each other on the way down. Ric and Kirishima followed me as I headed to the left side of the arena while Midoryia, Todoroki and Uraraka heading towards the right. I was pumped for this and was relieved that Ric was on my side as I did not want to be on the receiving end of his redemptive attack again, though I didn't think he'd use it again anytime soon.
I looked around the arena, it was in a mock city type structure so there were buildings all over and prop cars giving it a realistic appeal. I loved it and as I began stretching, I heard Ric and Kirishima devising plans of attack, they wanted to be on the offense and strike first. I listened closely and for a moment wondered if the bell was ever gonna ring but catching me off guard, a loud siren sounded and the boys were off.
I quickly caught up as we ran down an alley way, Ric taking flight upward and looking for any signs of movement up ahead. Kirshima and I came to a stop at the end of the alley way, and I used my ears to listen for any sounds even small ones. My sense of smell picked up the faint scent of strawberries and cinnamon and as it got closer, I could hear Uraraka and Midoriya speaking in hushed tones.
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Transferred and Transformed
FanfictionFour students from America sign up to complete their college careers at a notorious university in Japan. UA University is known for creating the best of heroes and when these four friends get the rare chance to attend, they snag it while they can. A...