Our story is about a boy with the power of ice. But he can transform to use the powers of fire and electricity. What waits this boy's journey In the future.
Title idea: Luxcranel00
Our story returns with Kyurem waiting for the day to start. But he would feel taihou playing with his hair.
Kyurem: what are you doing...?
Taihou: what~ I just play with my boyfriend's hair.
Shoka: you mean our boyfriend...
Taihou: hai hai... our boyfriend.
Kyurem: my hair isn't even that long to play with...
They both would look at him like he's crazy.
Kyurem: what?
Taihou: your hair is to your back...
Kyurem: is it... I never really noticed...
Taihou: how could you not...?
Kyurem thought:... maybe because I wasn't in my human form for years...
Kyurem: I guess I just didn't notice... hmm..
Kyurem would notice that katsuki was staring daggers at him. He would then turn his eyes into a dragon making him look away from him.
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Taihou would then smack him in the head. His eyes would go back to normal.
Kyruem: what that necessary.....?
Taihou: yes... you don't need to waste your time with him... and class is about to begin.
They would then see a yellow sleeping bag come through the door. He would introduce himself.
Aizawa: alright... I'm going to be your home room teacher for the next few years you'll be here in UA... now grab a uniform and meet me in the training field...
He would then leave the class. Which would confuse most of the students. Kyurem would get up and grab a uniform that he would believe would fit him. Taihou and Shoka would follow suit.
Once he was finish getting dressed he would go wait for the others with aizawa. Once they all got there he would notice Shoka and Taihou had there not fully zipped up.
Kyurem: let me guess... it won't fit?
Taihou: nope... you can't really blame us for having... large "personalities".
Kyurem:... I'm not complaining...
Shoka: I know you don't... you like to sometimes sleep on our chest...
Kyurem:... can't blame me for them being soft...
Kyurem would then catch a ball that would be sent at his head. He would then look at the person who throw it.
Aizawa: if you have time to socialize. You'll go first...
Kyurem: fine...
He would walk to the spot he needs to go to. He would then get ready to throw the ball.
