A Silent Kind of Strength

Chapter 23

First period was ethics. Aizawa walked in with a tired greeting. Nodding to Midoriya and Hatsume before launching into their first lesson on morality of the year. The tired man left quickly when his replacement showed up, obviously heading for a nap.

Snipe stepped out of his way right quick, knowing better than to block the underground hero. The cowboy hero then quickly started his biology lesson, handing Izuku a packet of chemistry theories and formulas to look over and memorize, promising that he would have experiments to run down in the support labs next week. Fun things to test the theories and help with his comprehension of the subject matter. The teen grinned at the idea of getting to play with chemicals.

Art history with Midnight was… an experience. The woman's persona was a bit much, but she obviously had a deep love for the subject she taught. Her and Kuroyama had an intense discussion over the influence of classical comic designs over early hero costumes and promotional art. Everyone else just sat back and watched, completely unable to match their energy.

Eventually they were interrupted by the bell and Midnight had to release them for lunch. Kuroyama thanked the teacher sincerely for her insights before excusing himself to help Mei drag the greenette to the lab to prepare him for his little trip.

And boy did they not skimp out on him. By the time they were done he was in his outfit and each pocket on the belt had some form of useful tool in it. The larger pockets on his pants were full of the comms units he was supposed to give to the hero kids, and a tablet to hook them up to. On his feet he had the boots Mei had finished, official name yet to be decided. He almost cried when he realized that she had made them using extra wide boots as a base, so they were less uncomfortable on his weird feet than they could have been.

Kuroyama handed him a set of marble sized bombs he had started developing. The yellow ones exploded into a sticky gooey mess that made it hard to move if your feet got stuck in it. The red ones were literally condensed, red, biodegradable glitter. He held those with care.

And for himself he looped the cable for his kyoketsu-shoge around his waist, the knife end stuck in the sheath he had slid onto the belt, and the weight end kept from unraveling by a quick release carabiner clip. He checked the charge indicator light on the hilt to make sure it was charged.

All suited up, and looking more like a badass than a nerd he made his way out to the front of the school. The bus was there but no one was around so he leaned against the vehicle, opening up the notebook he was carrying to refresh on the notes he had taken during the battle trials while he waited.

He didn't realize he had slipped into the zone until there was a gentle tapping on the metal side of the bus near him. He glanced over to see Shinso who was obviously getting his attention with the rhythmic pattern. "There he is." The purple insomniac said with a teasing smirk. "We've been trying to get your attention for like a couple of minutes. Might wanna watch out when you're out in the open like this Izuku."

The greenette felt himself blush brightly when he realized the rest of 1-A was filtering out through the doors and down the steps. "Oops." His friend snorted in amusement, but before he could tease any more they were interrupted by an energetic blonde. "Midoriya! Joining us again? That's great! This trip just got a whole lot more fun!"

"O-oh! K-kaminari-kun! Hi!"