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KACCHAN'S POV

"Ok class, we're getting a new student tomorrow," Aizawa said. Ultimate nerd raised his hand, "yes?" "Sir, I thought U.A. didn't take latecomers. Plus tomorrow we're going to the U.S.J., right?" Nerd asked. "Yea that's where you're gonna meet him. Plus he's not actually a latecomer, he just missed school up til now." Sensei explained. "Is that what the reserved seat is for?" Gravity girl asked, pointing to the empty seat behind me. "Yea, anyways that it for today bye," Aizawa said, crawling into his sleeping bag.

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THIRD PERSON

They were all lined up waiting to get on the bus. Iida coached every one into the bus, to make seating easier, but the open layout ruined his moment. They all sat on the bus and wait to be taken to the U.S.J. building.

Upon reaching the building, they unloaded the bus and went inside.

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A large portal opens up in the middle of the building, and handy mandy stepped out. After him came a bunch of level one villains, and one level ultra kid. 'Deku!' Katsuki thought, his mind raced, going upon the possibilities that his oldest friend had turned evil, but went back to the thought of that one night. '"If you get in, it'd make the wait a little shorter."' Was that what he meant? 'his mission...' Katsuki thought '...ends here.'

Izuku midoriya, the useless, quirkless, weakling of his school, but secretly the smartest, most powerful, and slightly crazy kid in U.A. A true prodigy. "Two powerful weapons! How will you deal with this All Might?!" Shigaraki shouted. "Two?" Izuku pointed out, "I only see one, and your worst enemy." "Of course you do, the whole point of coming here was to kill All Might." Handy mandy said, "I wasn't talking about him." Hands-for-days swiftly turned towards Izuku. "What do you mean?" He asked, but izuku turned towards katsuki, ignoring him. "Hey kacchan," he shouted, "I'm back!" Apparently, Mr.Hands-a-lot did have a correctly functional adult brain, because he ordered the nomu to crash Izuku, who stood there, smiling.

Suddenly Izuku's shadow pulled up, to serve him as a chair. Black and murky-looking, flinging all around the place, but still solid. "Ok, you said to kill him I gotta tear his skin, right?" He asked in a way that said he knew the answer. "How are you gonna pull that off?" Shigaraki asked, confident and cocky. "Like this." With a simple snap of his fingers, the nomu's skin was peeled off. Its legs were glued to the floor, and his skin fell, slowly, to the ground. The class watching in astonishment. "Nomu!" Screamed shigaraki. "Damnit, kurogiri!" Another portal opened, a save. "Next time!" Handy mandy declared. "Looking forward to it!" Izuku waved him off. He left, leaving his goons in the building.

"Holy crap, we're gonna die!" One of the villains yelled. "Not really." Izuku said," but you are going to the police." Another simple snap and every single villain was dragged into the ground by their shadow.

Katsuki snapped out of shock. There he was, his oldest and most valuable friend, standing in the middle of the USJ. Izuku midoriya, the useless Deku, was here, sitting on his own shadow like it was a throne, and wasn't going to leave. "It's over kacchan! I came back as I promised!" Izuku yelled, waving at bakugou. "Bakubro, do you know him?" Kirishima asked. "You shitty nerd! What took you so long!" Bakugou shouted at midoriya. "I sorry, ok!" The strange kid with green hair shouted back, purposely saying it wrong. Katsuki set his hands behind him and blasted off. "Deeeeeeeeekuuuuuuu!" He called while he flew towards him. The class was surprised to see the almighty bakugou, hug someone. "I see you haven't changed." What was going on? Who was this guy?

"Alright class," Aizawa said, "meet the new student, izuku midoriya." "What!" The whole class yelled. "Hi, I'm izuku. Sorry, I couldn't meet you sooner, I had things to do." Deku said rubbing his neck. "I'm also kacchan's boyfriend, so back off." Bakugou blushed madly, "you damn nerd! When did you become my boyfriend?!" He yelled furiously, lifting the small teen by the back of his shirt, shaking him slightly." It was a joke, calm down kacchan." The class was so confused. Bakugou, who'd fight anyone who pissed him off, had an apparent soft spot for this kid. They were obviously close, anyone could tell. Mostly to the fact that he hasn't been punched by a furious bakugou for that flirtatious joke.

"Why were you with the villains?!" The class questioned him. "Well I had a mission, and right now it's over." A mission? Although they were very much interested in his story they stopped pestering him, he gave off some creepy vibes. "Okay, anything else?" Aizawa said while handing a school uniform to Deku. "Yea! Since I kinda ruined some good villain experience, you could just consider me a villain. You have to improve, or I'll beat you." Izuku said smiling. 'Ya know, it's kinda cute when he makes a threat while danging from the back of his shirt.' The class thought simultaneously. "Kacchan put me down! You making me not look scary!" Deku said, pouting like a baby. 'He just got cuter!' The class thought. Katsuki sat the boy on his feet, "like I said, improve or I'll beat you." Izuku heavy, smiling at them with such murderous intent. The air around him seemed so heavy.' Total 180' the class commented in their minds. "Ok, let's get going. Everyone back to the bus!" Da-Aizawa called. "But we haven't done anything yet!" Iida shouted. "What if they come back? We're leaving, plus this whole thing was to pick up Izuku. We're coming back next week." He had a point, and it did seem a bit early to take some first-years to a situation institute.

"Back on the bus, everybody," Aizawa called. "You shit nerd! If you were going to be back today, why didn't you visit me?!" Katsuki whisper shouted at Izuku, "oh yea, why didn't I?" He questioned himself, which pissed off Katsuki. The blonde grabbed the back of his shirt, again, and shook him. They loaded the bus back up with students and headed back to U.A.

What a long day

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