*Izuku pov*
Last time-
"So I want Nero to have it. She just has defensive abilities and this would greatly help her."
"Are you sure?"
"Absolutely."
He relented and agreed to give it to Nero.
"But I will be training you both." he insisted.
After that I stayed by Nero's bed until she woke up. I held her hand and squeezed it well into the night. I do not yet know my feelings toward her, but I think it is more than just a friend.
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It was a Monday and class was back in session. Over the weekend All Might and I talked to Neri when she was feeling better. She was confused but agreed to take the power. We then both started the training All Might required. It was hell. Everything was taken into account. Our sleep, eating, free time, studying, and exercise was regulated. This was all outside of class as well. When the two of us walked in on Monday, we looked like we were zombies. Mina screamed when she saw us before apologizing. This caused Kaminari to tease her. After a bit, Aizawa walked in. He was visibly better from when I saw him at the hospital, but he was still mummified.
"Ok class. Quiet down. I have an important announcement to make." He said, muffled by the bandages.
"Firstly, good job holding off some of the villains at the USJ. I know you were all scared and unprepared, and some of you used some unconventional means, but you did well. Secondly, now is no time to relax. The UA sports festival is just around the corner, being two weeks away."
With that the class erupted into commotion. It was clear everyone was excited, or anxious, or a little of both. I fell into the second category. My hands trembled as I thought about past years. Nero saw my hands and nudged me. She gave me a small smile and I slowly calmed down. A shiver ran down my spine as a piercing glare descended over the class. Aizawa's red eyes peered out at us.
"You are all too noisy. Anyway, you are dismissed to English. Izuku, may I have a word?" He asks.
I am extremely nervous as his piercing glare never left me. The class filed out and both Tokoyami and Nero patted me on the shoulder reassuringly. With dread, I approached Aizawa. He sat at his desk and fumbled to open a drawer. His heavily bandaged hands restricted his movement. As he got it open, like a jack-in-the-box, Nezu jumped up and landed on the desk. He was holding several things in his hands.
"Ahh, young Midoriya. How are you feeling?" He asked with a smile.
"I-im f-f-fine."
"That is good. The teachers and I were all talking about some important events that unfolded over the USJ. You see, the cameras picked up some of the fight."
He placed a tablet on the table and I watched as I stood up and roared in pain. I saw the transformation and the subsequent fight.
"W-what is that?"
"We... don't know. Judging from how you acted in the fight, and how you have no recollection, you were not in control of it." Aizawa said.
"Precisely. We need to understand this better. We can't have a repeat. How did you feel beforehand?" Nezu asked.
"I... I felt angry."
"Just angry?" Aizawa asked.
"No, like a dark and black hatred that flowed through me. It spread after I saw Nero get hurt."
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