Shinso was not expecting to be dragged into a friend group so early on, or at all for that matter. It was the first day of school, and he was avoiding talking to anybody. Present Mic introduced himself as their homeroom teacher, then they went to orientation. Shinso saw the empty spot that was supposed to hold class 1-A. Typical.
They were only back in the classroom for 10 minutes, the speech took forever, when a bouncing green haired sunshine looking boy waltzed into the classroom. He spoke to Present Mic for a second, and asked for an autograph. Present mic pointed at Shinso , and the bouncy boy ran over, grabbed his hand and his stuff, and dragged the confused boy out of the classroom. What the hell just happened?
"So... Welcome to 1-A!" What? "Some grape pervert was kicked out, so you're taking his spot. Honestly I prefer you. You look like a decent kid," Izuku continued to rattle off into Shinso's ears.
"H-hold on!" The greenette stopped, "What is happening?"
"You're getting transferred to 1-A," The boy stared at Shinso. Didn't he just explain this?
"I-I am?"
"Yeah?" They arrived at giant doors. Shinso opened his mouth to respond, but he was interrupted by an explosion. He watched as the greenette smiled and threw open the door. Inside was a blonde teenager yelling at a blue robot.
"-FUCKING KNOW!!!" The blonde yelled.
"Kacchan!" The greenette ran to hug the blonde. Shinso felt sorry for his soul. The blonde immediately calmed. Maybe the greenette wasn't going to die, "Come on nerd. We're going to my house. I need to blow shit up!"
"Can my new friend come?" Izuku asked. He really wanted to get to know the tired teen. Shinso felt his soul leave his body as the blonde turned piercing red eyes to him. Why was he turned on? He shouldn't be turned on at the thought of him being blown the fuck up.
"Whatever," Izuku grinned, grabbed both boys' hands, and hauled ass out of there. Why was he constantly being dragged by this boy? He spent the rest of the day getting to know his new friends. He, eventually, told them his quirk, and they didn't mind. This caused the exhausted boy to cry which caused Izuku to cry. Katsuki just sighed, put on a movie, and got ice-cream. Shinso liked his new friends.
The next day was pretty normal. He introduced himself to the class. They had their subject classes in the morning. Present Mic said hi. Then, their last class came. Hero Studies. Suddenly, All Might was bursting through the door "like a normal person." All of the students were very excited. He told everyone to get their hero costumes and meet him outside. Shinso just grabbed a gym uniform.
The three friends stowed away in the corner of the locker room. Izuku transformed his clothes into a basic black, skin tight jumpsuit. It was sleeveless, high collared, and ended just short of his knee. Katsuki had a matching suit, except his pants were baggy and long. Shinso watched as the boys pulled out underbust corsets to go over their suits.
"Kacchan, can you tighten me?" Izuku asked his boyfriend. Shinso thought that the greenettes inside were gonna come out with how tight Katsuki pulled the strings. Izuku seemed fine with the tightness. Katsuki didn't need any help because his strings were on his sides.
"Where can I get one of those?" Shinso looked in awe. His friends looked awesome in the garments.
"You'd have to ask my mom," Izuku replied. Then he pulled out red high heeled boots.
"You can fucking fight in those!?"
"Yeah? I wore them for the entrance exam," Izuku grinned. He loved the amazed face on his friend. Katsuki pulled out a pair of black combat boots and weird leather arm guards. Izuku pulled on a pair of white fingerless gloves. Both boys put on bulky utility belts. Izuku's red with many pockets, (is that a gun?), and Katsuki's green with what looked like small grenades. The grenades went along his sides, and he had pockets on the back of his belt.
"Why are you matching?" Shinso asked the boys as they walked to the field. He barely noticed that they were the first ones out.
"We're gonna be a hero team!" Izuku exclaimed. Katsuki grinned and let off a small explosion.
"C-can I join?" Izuku looked up at his boyfriend. It would be nice to have a third person, plus purple was a nice color.
"Of course!" Class started and Shinso felt that his life was finally looking up. This was his beginning. This was the start to the world's best hero team.
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It's Not A Strip Club
FanfictionA story on Crack about Deku owning a strip club. If you've seen Burlesque the movie, it's kinda like that. BakuShinDeku. Crazy shit is happening. Izuku is a ray of sunshine.