Answering the Call (bnha/mha x hxh)

Chapter 12

This one's for you lIhavenolife, specifically the end of this chapter :)

I'm going to try to maintain a weekly to bi-weekly update schedule for as long as I can.

Third Person POV

Despite arriving at the same time as the group, Shouta was still not in class. Hitoshi sat in the back, people watching. Tenya Iida was so annoyingly loud.

Midoriya was making a ridiculous scene by the door. Hitoshi could easily admit that he was staring, there was nothing better to do, truly.

Suddenly the voice of his adopted father quietly filtered into the class from the hallway.

Shouta gave his introductions to the class. Hitoshi and the group's focus was trained on the sleeping back in his hand. If they didn't know Shouta so well they would barely be able to believe that he really pulled up to class with it on the first day.

Shouta pulled out a UA training suit and showed it to everyone, "please put these on and go to the field." He promptly left after, probably to go to the field.

"What a drag." Hitoshi muttered, only loud enough for his group to hear him.

He got hums and waves of agreement through the bond.

-+-

"These outfits are so ill fitting. How are people supposed to see my physique?" Hisoka asked, pulling the fabric of the top tighter around his waist.

It was quite the change from his usual attire, although even that had to be altered into something more publicly accepted in Musutafu.

"Indeed, it hides your perfect waistline." Illumi nodded, he tugged on Hisoka's shirt and tied it cropped.

Chrollo could feel the burning stare Shouta was sending at them right now. He noticed some of the students taking notice as well. He sent flares of warning to Illumi and Hisoka, although he knew without a doubt that they could feel the stares too.

"Illu darling~ it seems we have admirers."

Illumi stared at the students staring. His blank face must have freaked them out because they all looked away real fast. The only set of eyes that remained on the two were Shouta's. But even they quickly moved away, the man had a class to teach after all.

"Class, we will be doing a Quirk assessment test."

The confused questions started immediately. In response the group did what they do best, they ignored it. It was worthless chatter, a waste of oxygen and vocal ability. They did listen with half an ear when Shouta spoke, as his oxygen was seldom wasted on meaningless words.

"...will be expelled."

"Oh?" Hisoka grinned, "this will be fun indeed."

The first test was the 50 meter dash.

Shouta was watching the first years with an air of disinterest. The students he really wanted to see do these tests were her own collection of trouble makers. They have been tight lipped about their abilities.

When their turns finally rolled around, Shouta stared attentively. Hisoka and Illumi lined up at the start line. They got into a set position and took off- at an incredibly average walking speed? Shouta had the urge to rub his eyes just to see if he was imagining things. But no, Hisoka and Illumi were walking...

"26.19 seconds!"

"27.03 seconds!"

Chrollo and Feitan were up next. Shouta could already feel a headache start to form. The shot out of the startblocks at incredible speed.