What Are You Doing To Me? ~Todoroki x Aizawas daughter! reader~

Chapter 12: Sports Festival (Part 1) (7924 words)

(A/N):
Ok, I will only go up to 7,000 because I feel like thats a lot and I don't know if y'all want to read a 24,000 page thingy (yes I checked, it can go on more then that). Also, if you do that math, 2 episodes make me have around 7,000 - 8,000 words, and I have about ten episodes to do. That means I would have about a 35,000-40,000 word chapter. I'll say that's the limit so I don't bore you to much, enjoy part 1!
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It was the morning of the Sports Festival, I woke up early so I could go on a early morning run to start off my day. I put on my UA gym pants and a black tank top with some black shoes. Then I took off. I left a note on my night stand saying that I would be on a run and would get back at six (u woke up at 5).

I had taken my headphones and my phone, as well as my house keys to lock and unlock the house. Once I got outside I put on my headphones and started running. Eventually, as I was running I ran past Todoroki and Deku streaching together. 'They are probably doing some type of stretch to help them at the festival.' I thought. I was singing the song I was currently listening to in my head when a hand on my wrist caught me off guard.

I jumped a tab and turned around to see who it was. I found Deku with a smile on his face. I took out my ear buds and paused the music, gave him a questioning look after. "I just wanted to know if you wanted to stretch with me and Todoroki." He said, his voice slightly nervous. I checked my phone to see it was 5:30. "Im sorry Deku, I told my dad I'd be home by six, he doesn't like it when I'm late..." I told him as I gave him a sympathetic smile, he nodded in an understanding manner.

I waved goodbye, but in my headphones, and continued running. Once I got back to my house I unlocked the door and walked in. I grabbed an apple from the kitchen and started eating it as I went to my room. Once there I had put on my UA gym shirt but I didn't zip it up. Instead I let it be open with my black tank top exposed underneath.

I had checked the time on my phone and saw it was about 10 minutes before 6. I grabbed the note that I had layed out and threw it away. Afterwords I had sat on my bed on my phone for a few minutes. I just scrolled threw my feeds, checking to see if anything interesting had happened over night. There where a few robberies, but they where all stopped. Then I saw something about the Sports Festival. 'I wonder what I'll be doing after...' I thought to myself.

I mean, I would obviously apply to a hero agency, but which one. There where so many. I thought about what I needed to work on. 'I quirk train with my father everyday, and I go to the gym so I don't need much help there.... I guess I could use help with my stealth and flexibility. But who would help me with that.' I thought about it for a long time, going down a mental list of heros that I knew. 'Native!' I thought.

Him and my dad where both known for going on missions in the night then in the daylight, and he was skilled in undercover assignments that gave him billions of dollars. Because of the undercover part, he wasn't really known to the people, but to heros, he was a legend. 'Ill have to ask my dad his thoughts on it.' Before I could think any further on the matter, my dad came into the room. Seeing I was already dressed and the apple in my hand, he told me to get packed and head downstairs.

After I did so I finished my Apple and we where on our way to UA. It was a quiet ride there, there wasnt an awkward silence, just a normal, everyday silence. Eventually I had decided to speak up. "Hey dad?" I questioned he hummed letting me know he was listening. "I was thinking about what agency I would apply to after the sports festival, and I thought about going to Natives."

My dad nodeded his head in understanding. "Why?" He questioned. "He specialises in secret cases, isn't that known by the people so there's not a lot of paparazzi, and he is excellent at flexibility. You haven't really done anything with stealth, so the more I know the better, right?" I looked at my dad. "Ya, but have you decided on anyone else?" He asked. "If he doesn't work out, maybe Endeavor-" I was cut off by my dad.