Midori The Rabbit

Sports Festival: Training

Izumi mulled over what she and All Might had talked about during their Lunch Break. In Hero Basic Training she'd been so focused on the exercise she didn't give it that much thought, but as the day was winding down her thoughts were filled with the Sports Festival, and what would transpire. More she thought about what All Might had said regarding her situation with the boys. She looked at Bakugo who was gathering his things and she shouldered her bag.

"Kacchan... can I talk to you for a minute?"

"What do you want?"

"It's about the sports festival... I think w-"

"What... what....what is this?!" Uraraka shouted getting their attention. A huge crowd had formed in front of their classroom door. Students stared at all who were in the classroom with exchanged looks of speculation and wonder.

"What the heck, we can't get out!" Mineta complained. "What the hell do you guys want?"

"They're scouting out the enemy, small fry." Bakugo explained tossing his bag on his shoulder. He looked at Izumi and snagged her hand pulling her with him. "We're the ones who survived the villain attack. They probably want to check us out before the school festival."

"Kacchan..." She stumbled along behind him glancing back at the others. They stopped in the door way and Bakugo sneered when no one moved.

"Out of the way, extras."

"Kacchan! That's rude!" Midoriya complained. She went to tug her hand free but someone pushed through the crowd, speaking loud enough for everyone to hear.

"I came to see what Class A was really like, but you all seem pretty arrogant to me." The purple haired boy retorted. His eyes, brown but the way they drooped and darkened in the bags sent little goosebumps up her flesh. "Are all the students in the hero course like this?"

Bakugo's face went angry and Izumi immediately grabbed his arm to keep him from doing anything stupid, like blowing up some of the students.

"No! We're not... look-" she started but was interrupted again.

"Seeing something like this, makes me disillusioned." Those eyes went to her, narrowing and making her shiver back against Bakugo fearfully. Sensing her discomfort Bakugo squeezed her hand and he snarled in retort.

"Your face is frightening my girl, get lost."

"There are those of us who applied for the general course because we didn't get accept into the Hero Course. Did you know that? The school has left those of us a chance who didn't get in by the exam to transfer, depending on our performance in the school festival. And it seems..." he looked down at Midoriya again with a smirk. "They'll transfer people out. Scouting out the enemy... I on one hand didn't come to do that. I came here with a declaration for war."

Izumi's breath hitched at the thought and she had to yank Bakugo back to keep him from swinging. "Don't..." she whispered harshly at him. "You'll just make it worse."

"Shut up," he looked down at her. "The only one allowed to put that look on your face is me!"

"Oi Class A! I'm from Class B!" A bold kid from the back pushed forward gaining attention. "Just because we're in B class doesn't make us weaker than you! Don't be so stuck up!"

"Tch, let's go, Izumi." He pulled her along shoving his way.

"Oi, Bakugo, wait!" Kirishima shouted at him. "Aren't you gonna do something about this? Everyone hates us now."

"It doesn't matter!" He looked back at the bulk of them. "None of that matters, so long as you can rise to the top."

Izumi's eyes widened at that, her feet moving to catch up to him as they disappeared past the crowd.