Unlikely Heroes

The first day of training.

Before Aizawa and Nezu left that evening, they left a schedule for the boys to follow, starting from the following morning. The schedule included a run in the morning, breakfast, then time for their school activities, then after that meeting with Aizawa to begin combat training.

The boys got an early night, not wanting to be too tired in the morning. Even though they did, when they woke up, they wanted nothing more than to go back to sleep. They met outside their houses, dressed to do their short run.

"Three years, we've got this!" Hitoshi muttered over and over as they ran. Izuku smirked at him.

"Do I look as stupid as you do you when muttering?" He joked, Hitoshi smirked over at him.

"Na, you look worse." Hitoshi grinned, the two of them laughed. "You look crazy too."

"Ah well." Izuku shrugged. They continued to talk as the reached the turning point of their route. They stopped and looked at the huge piles of trash. "Um..."

"What you thinking?" Hitoshi asked.

"Think, when we have time, we should clean this? I mean, it would help out building up our strength, but we'll also be doing the city a favor. I bet this was a popular spot when it was clean." Izuku said.

"I guess, we should ask Aizawa-sensei first though." Hitoshi nodded.

"Right, let's head home. I can't wait for breakfast." Izuku smiled, the two boys head back home.

During the school day, they endured Bakugo's continuous threats and demeaning words. To be honest, his words had stopped having the old effect of them. They no longer flinched when Bakugo exploded, or when he threatened to blow them up. They were more concerned that he still wanted to be a hero.

"Is his attitude fitting for a hero?"  Hitoshi frowned as they ate lunch. "Even if he did become one, he probably will with his quirk, but I bet he will frighten a lot of people with his attitude."

"It's not like we can do anything about it, from what Aizawa-sensei says it is basically all about quirks at Yuuei, only the best of the best, right?" Izuku said

"Maybe not, but it is still concerning." Hitoshi sighed, looking down at his food.

"But, we'll change that," Izuku added with a smile, Hitoshi looked back at him. "We'll show the world that it doesn't matter if you have a flashy quirk, what you really need is the spirit and heart of a hero! As well as the potential to do well."

"True, we really are going to change the perspective of everything Bakugo knows, aren't we?"  Hitoshi muttered with a small smile.

"I hope so, I can't wait to see the look on his face." Izuku grinned, "Thinking of it, I wonder what Aizawa-sensei will start us off with today. I am looking forward to it."

"I'm not sure, but me too!" Hitoshi agreed.

After school, they headed to the place Aizawa had told them to meet him the day before. He wasn't that hard to spot.

"Aizawa-Oji-san!" Izuku called out, the pro hero smiled into his scarf at the name, he looked up as they ran towards him, returning his expression to his usual deadpan look.

"This way." He told them, he led them down the street. They happily spoke about their day and how they had gone on that run in the morning. Aizawa knew that, he had watched them, he knew they would, but he wanted to make sure.

"Oh, Aizawa-Oji-san, you know that rubbish covered beach?" Hitoshi asked

"Yes, what about it?" He looked back at them, he also knew what they were going to ask, but he wanted to hear their reason in person.

"Well, could we clean it up? I mean, it would be a good way for us to help build up muscles and we would be helping the city. Getting rid of all the rubbish and turning it back into a nice beach. I feel like it was popular when it was clean." Izuku said, Aizawa thought about it. He didn't know why he was thinking about, he had made up his mind up hours ago, even so, he could hear the ambition and determination in his voice.

"Maybe, once you are trained up more, there will be nothing worse them hurting yourself because you were cleaning away junk too heavy for you," Aizawa replied after a small pause. The boys were quiet for a minute.

"That's reasonable, I never thought about that. I guess it would be safer. And it's not like anyone else is bothered about that beach at the moment." Hitoshi muttered.

"Right, okay, we'll leave it." Izuku nodded. Aizawa grinned slightly, these boys...

"If it ain't Aizawa's boys!" Yamada Hizashi grinned as Aizawa brought them to a small gym. He was lounging on a chair in the corner.

"Hi, Yamada-Oji-san!" Hitoshi smiled

"What are you doing here?" Aizawa glared at his friend.

"Well, heard a rumor you were going to train them, though it would be good to see your boy's again.  You two doing okay?" Yamada smiled.

"Yep. It's good to see you again Yamada-Oji-san!" Izuku told him.

"See, these kids love me. " Yamada gave Aizawa a smug look.

"Yeah, and you're interrupting our training," Aizawa said

"I'll be quiet." Yamada sat back, Aizawa rolled his eyes. He knew Yamada wasn't going to leave anytime soon, he got training under away.

By the end of it, both boys seemed tired but were still standing strong.

"You guys were great!" Yamada gave them a thumbs up.

"It will get easier as you get used to it," Aizawa assured

"The training or Yamada's voice?" Hitoshi muttered, He's eyes widened as he realized what he said. Izuku choked on the air, as he fell into gasps of laughter. Aizawa grinned widely at Yamada with a smug, yet proud look on his face.

"You're corrupting those kids Shouta!" Yamada claimed. "Wait until I tell Nemuri!"

"Tell her." Aizawa smiled, Yamada picked up his phone and dialed a number.

"Nemuri! Aizawa's corrupting his boys!" Yamada cried into the phone, he explained what happened, he then held out his phone as Nemuri began to laugh loudly.

"Good One Hitoshi-kun!" Nemuri laughed.

"Thanks, Kayama-Oba-san." Hitoshi blushed.

"You're all mean." Yamada pouted, but everyone continued to laugh.