Aizawa looked over his class of possibly traumatized students. Unlike what a certain tik toker says, he does like his students, and he wouldn't switch with Vlad King for anything. Class 1-B was always full of bitch babies. He looked over to his most confusing student, sitting next to the former villain. Said villain was being stared at by everybody. Everybody except for the problem child's friend group.
"So. We have two announcements today. First and foremost," he glared at his students, "Midoriya Tomura is now a student of UA. He is going through a redemption program. He will be shadowing Midoriya Izuku for the remainder of his time here. Second," he paused for dramatic affect, "the sports festival is coming up. You have two weeks to train. Tomura-san, you will be at home that day as Izuku can not watch you."
"Yes sir," he looked sad. Why did that affect his cold desolate heart? Did he adopt their features as well as his name? He was becoming an actual Midoriya. Bakugou smirked. The little shit.
"Um. . . Sir?" the bubblegum on drugs raised her hand.
"Yes, Ashino?"
"Why did you call him Midoriya?" the other kids nodded at her question. They wanted to know too.
"He was officially adopted by the Midoriya family yesterday. He will be referred to as Tomura, seeing as we have two Midoriyas in this class now. Don't be mean. He is trying to get better. If I catch any of you bullying Tomura-san, you will be expelled. This is not a joke," Aizawa watched as Izuku grew out his hair, so that his friends could play with it. Why did Bakugou have an entire bag ready for this? Why was it pink?
The bell rang, and Aizawa was out in a second. He wasn't awake enough for this shit. Present Mic came in for English class, only to see his husband sleeping on the ground. Not fake sleeping so that he could keep an eye on everything, but actually sleeping. Hizashi smiled, he needed a nap.
Two weeks of grueling quirk training pass by. Izuku and Katsuki teach Shinso and Tomura the basics of fighting. They had learned from Katsuki's father, who owned a dojo. Ironic right? The class started to get closer to the former villain. Finally, the day came, and Tomura was left at home with Inko. She was gonna teach him how to make cookies.
Izuku was in the 1-A wait room, pacing in front of his two friends. When Katsuki got enough of the pacing, he grabbed his boyfriend by the shoulders and slammed him into a seat. Shinso just sighed at their antics. Katsuki turned his glare on the sighing boy.
Suddenly, they were called into the field. Izuku was very disappointed at the biased introduction. Then he got called to make a speech. He walked up to the stage with all of the confidence of a nightclub owner.
"Hey everyone! I just want to say, everyone here is going to try their best. Everyone here gets their first chance to prove themselves. Everyone here plans to be number one. Number one hero. Number one technician. Number one anything. As long as you believe in yourself, you can be number one. PLUS ULTRA!" Everyone clapped at the greenette's speech.
Midnight made a dramatic time of showing them their first challenge. She explained the rules, and everyone grouped in front of the gate. Midnight started to count down. Everyone got ready. Midnight said start, and with a flourish of feathers, Izuku is off.
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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.