The Dragon & The Kitsune.

Chapter 69 - Izuku.

It was now the third day of training camp and Izuku had just returned from his early morning run around the facility and partially in the woods, heading roughly a mile outwards and going round in a circle three times at a continual pace. He got back just as the sun was rising, breathing steadily. As he stopped his run/jog, ending in a walk to cool down, upon entering the kitchen, he spotted that Aizawa had just gotten up and was drinking coffee, along with Tiger. The tired hero peered at his nephew with an eyebrow raised. Tiger nodded to him before making his own drink, yawning a little and rubbed his eye from just waking up.
"Morning." Izuku acknowledged as he grabbed a cold bottle of water from the fridge.
"Morning. Did you just go for a run?"

"Yeah. Clears my mind and also gets me ready for the day."
"Fair enough. Are you going to get changed?"
"Yes. I'll have a quick shower and change. Do you want me to wake everyone else?"
"Not yet. I'll wake them soon. Let me enjoy at least two coffees before I have to deal with ignorant children and the Ragtags." He nodded with a snort and disappeared into the cabin his group were using. Quietly closing the door behind him as to not wake anyone up, Izuku grabbed a clean set of training clothes, and went into the shower. He let out a contented sigh as the hot water beat down on his shoulders. Honestly, that was heaven. Nothing beat a good shower after a long run, that's for sure. Ten minutes later, he was out, dried and dressed. He brushed his teeth and donned a new mask. Walking back out, none of his group had woken, so he left. He did smile at seeing Eiji cuddling his pillow though. In the kitchen, no one was there but that didn't deter him. 

He donned an apron, washed his hands, then quickly set about making breakfast, but enough to feed both classes, the teachers and the kid who was barely seen. Twenty minutes later, there was a hearty meal made and the smell drifted outside, drawing attention to everyone that was now at the tables. He'd done thick porridge with various fresh fruits, grilled fish, tamagoyaki, natto and a vegetable side dish. Just as he had put the last of the dirty dishes in the dishwasher, the kitchen door opened and Tiger walked in, who stopped short upon seeing the vast amount on the centre island ready to be dished out.
"Do you want any help?" He questioned.
"Sure. If we dish it out and make them come to us with their bowls while in a line."
"Good idea. What about the drinks?"

"I've got fresh juice in pitchers, along with coffee brewing and tea ready to be made." He pointed to the other side, showing just that.
"Ok. I'll start everyone coming in for their meal."
"Sure thing." He watched the hero walk out the building.
"Right everyone, breakfast is served. Izuku has graciously cooked, so form a line and you'll get your dishes. I do not want to hear any arguments, or snide remarks about not wanting anything, because if you don't eat this, then you'll not get anything at all. We are not wasting food as you want to act like an immature brat." Tiger clapped his hands, and he heard people start moving. Mandalay and Ragdoll entered the kitchen, donning their own aprons to help him.
"How do you want us?" Ragdoll asked, giving him a genuine smile.

"Wherever you'd like to be. You can choose which section you want to do." He answered, before passing over a fresh mug of coffee to Mandalay, and freshly squeezed orange juice over ice to Ragdoll, who preferred that instead of hot drinks.
"Thank you, Izuku." They chimed, taking a sip before they got into the rush of dishing up the meals. Thirty minutes later, everyone was served, and Mandalay took a bowl of porridge, some fruit and a drink out, and Izuku spotted her giving it to the kid, who thanked her and withdrew from view. He gave Aizawa his own food, along with a mug of coffee, but from his own personal stash, which meant that it was strong as fuck, considering it was one of the strongest brands of coffee beans you could buy. Sure, he didn't drink it that often, but he liked a mug now and again.
"That's perfection. Thanks giant problem nephew." Aizawa smirked as Izuku chuckled.

"No problem." They all settled, and bellies were soon filled with the hearty meal. No one spoke during this, but truthfully Izuku preferred it. He sat at the end of the table, scribbling down some notes on ideas he wanted to try out with his group as he quickly finished his food. Maybe have Tiger and Aizawa join too as they knew what they were on about for training. Extra help wouldn't hurt.
"What are you doing Izuku?" He heard and glanced to the side. Kendo had shifted into the empty seat beside him and was peering at the papers.
"Working on some rough ideas for training quirk wise for my group and your lot who have joined us. Here, have a look and see what you think so far." He handed them over and she skimmed over what he'd written. He just waited patiently, watching as his group finished and took their dishes to the kitchen while chatting excitedly about what they'd be expecting to learn today. Kendo tapped his arm, drawing his focus.