ʜᴇʀᴏᴇꜱ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴄɪᴛʏ | ᴍʜᴀ x ᴀʀᴄᴀɴᴇ: ʟᴇᴀɢᴜᴇ ᴏꜰ ʟᴇɢᴇɴᴅꜱ

ᴄʜᴀᴘᴛᴇʀ ᴛᴡᴏ: ᴡᴇ'ʀᴇ ꜰʀᴏᴍ ᴛʜᴇ ᴜɴᴅᴇʀᴄɪᴛʏ

It was five-twenty in the morning the next day. Hitoshi was already awake, running his fingers through Katsuki's hair to try and wake the blonde up. Izuku was already awake, brushing his teeth in the small bathroom that was connected to the dorm.

"'Suki, it's time to wake up..." Hitoshi spoke softly as he continued to run his fingers through the blonde's explosive hair. Hitoshi started to poke Katsuki's cheek repeatedly in an attempt to wake him up.

Katsuki stirred, smacking Hitoshi's hand away from him and groaning in exhaustion. Izuku laughed lightly as he emerged from the bathroom, fully covered in his day clothes. Izuku was the only one of the three that was dressed. Hitoshi would've been dressed by now if Katsuki hadn't been clinging to the insomniac like he was his lifeline. Needless to say, Katsuki was not a morning person at all.

Finally, after about ten minutes, Katsuki was sleepily brushing his teeth in the bathroom and Hitoshi continued to get dressed in the bedroom. Izuku had run back to his room to grab a couple of last-minute items he needed for the trip.

When Izuku returned to Katsuki's dorm, Hitoshi and Katsuki were sitting on the blonde's bed. Hitoshi had a baggy, black hoodie on and some black cargo pants. He was also sporting a pair of purple converse. Katsuki had his signature skull tee-shirt on a pair of baggy jeans with a pair of combat boots. Izuku had on some black ripped jeans and a crimson-cropped hoodie. The greenette also had his signature red high-tops on as well. Hanging around Izuku's neck was the dagger Benzo had gifted him all those years ago, hanging on by a silver chain.

"Damn, Izu. Who're you trying to impress?" Katsuki teased, Hitoshi smirking next to him. Izuku flushed red, hiding his face in his hands making Katsuki and Hitoshi laugh.

"By that face and the obvious Crimson Riot hoodie... I'm guessing Kirishima~" Hitoshi was then hit in the face with a pillow, and Katsuki fell back on the bed laughing. "I'll take that as a yes." Hitoshi removed the pillow from himself and stood up, grabbing his bag.

"It's not Crimson Riot!" Izuku defended, grabbing his bag as well. He was getting ready to go out the door when he was pulled back by the hood of his hoodie.

"What the heck, Kacchan?" Izuku said, looking over his shoulder as Katsuki held him in place. "The tag says otherwise, Nerd." Katsuki teased, taking off the tag on Izuku's hoodie that he failed to notice before.

Izuku pouted when Katsuki backed up from him to grab his bag. Hitoshi was already outside the room, leaning on the threshold. "Like you don't have a thing for Todoroki~kun!" Katsuki smacked Izuku, his face just as red as Izuku's was previously. "I do not have a thing for the half-and-half bastard!"

The two continued to bicker all the way to the front of the dorms where the travel bus was parked. It was five-fifty so they were ten minutes early, everyone was already there except Ashido and Sero.

Right when they were about five feet away from the group, Kaminari ran out of the crowd and jumped into Hitoshi's arms. Hitoshi quickly caught Kaminari, hugging him back with a very tiny smile on his face. The two had started dating about a month earlier which Izuku found absolutely adorable while Katsuki found it very annoying.

Hitoshi talked with Kaminari while Iida was annoying the crap out of Katsuki for Nezu-knows-what, leaving Izuku alone with his thoughts. Izuku was messing around on his phone when he felt someone's gaze on him. He looked up and made eye contact with Kirishima. They both blushed before quickly looking away. A small smile tugged on Izuku's lips, a blush remaining on his cheeks.

Once Ashido and Sero arrived, it was exactly six o'clock. They were panting, their clothes looked as if they were just thrown on—which they probably were—but they made it right on time so Aizawa let it slide.