Chapter 2

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Ishi:
    The school year was off. It took a little while but class 2A soon felt like home. Everyone was so much fun to hang with, and even Uta had found a new friend. She and Jiro had long talks about music, new bands, and really anything else that they could agree on.
     "You will be moving into your new dorms in two days," Mr.Aizawa said. I was almost used to his way of teaching by now. "Now I want all of you to get changed for gym. Hero outfits."
    This was one of the things that I was most exited about. My hero outfit was the best thing I had ever owned. A blue body suit with a jacket and fingerless gloves. Black combat boots to tie it all together. And to make it better, the whole suit was designed to keep me from shattering during a fight.

 And to make it better, the whole suit was designed to keep me from shattering during a fight

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    "Hey," a voice said behind me. I jumped whipping around, to find my brother hanging back.
    "What is it bro-bro?" I asked him. "Usually you want to walk with Bakugo."
     "I know...." He paused, an almost guilty look on his face. No... Guilty wasn't the right word. "I-" he took a deep breath. "I have something I need to tell you."
     "Hold up," I pulled him along a bit aways from the rest of the class. "Let me guess. You like Bakugo, but also want me to..." I waved my hand around, as if I could pull the right word from the air. "Approve? That a good word for it?"
     "Yeah, it'll do," he rubbed the back of his neck, a nervous habit he'd had for years. "So... Do you?"
     I sighed. "Brother, you have terrible taste in men." His face fell. "But because I love you, and because he makes you happy, I'll support you."
     He gave me a bear hug, whisper-shouting thanks, than ran up to hang with Bakugo. I fell in line next to Uta, who had the headphones on her outfit fully over her ears. I pulled one off.
    "Hey, girl. How's it going?"
    "Not much since the last time you asked me," she smiled. "Which was, what? Thirty minutes ago? An hour?"
    "Oh shush!" I pushed her shoulder and laughed.

*Time skip cause I don't want to write a training scene. Y'all should know what it basically looks like*

    I set my boom box down next to my bed in my new room. The dorms were a new experience for me, but I really didn't mind. Me and Uta got sandwiched in-between Tsu and Yao-momo.
    "Good night," I called to the girls on the couch as I headed to bed.
    "Night Shima!" Mina called after me.
    Later that night I woke up. I lay there, tossing and turning for what felt like hours. Finally I decided that I had to do something. So I got up and quietly snuck out of my room. There was a small kitchen and I knew that Sato would have some milk for his baking. I got a glass out and put the jug away. I was almost finished when I heard a small noise from the main common room.
    'Well that's interesting,' I thought. I took my glass and headed that way silently.
    "Hitoshi, come on! Your going to get caught!"
    That was Kami.
    "So. Aizawa won't do anything to bad."
    A new voice. It was somewhat familiar, like I may have heard it before, but no one I knew well. I came around the corner and saw Kami hugging a boy with flyaway indigo hair. I stood there, observing and finishing my milk.
    "Mabye Aizawa won't but what about the rest of the class?" Kami asked.
    "Don't worry, they all know me. They won't care one wit who you're dating, or if your gay." The purple one said. I decided to announce my presence. I gave a small cough.
   "I can vouch for what he said." I smirked as Kami jumped out if his skin, a spark of electricity running down his fingers.
    "S-Shima! What are you doing up?" He hissed at me. I smirked at him.
    "Why, I'm stealing Sato's milk so I can sleep. Who's your boyfriend?" I could see Kami blush a deep crimson.
    "Nice to meet you. My name is Hitoshi Shinso. Shima was it?" Shinso held out a hand and I shook it.
    "Yeah, my name's Ishi Kirishima, but most people call me Shima." I dropped his hand. Kami breathed an almost relieved sigh.
   "Now, because you two are meeting at nearly one in the morning, with as many possible escape routes as possible, I'm gonna assume that at least one of you doesn't want this relationship to be public?"
    Kami nodded vigorously, while Shinso just sighed and gestured at Kami.
    I laughed quietly. "Well ok. See you in the morning Kami. Nice meeting you Shi." I turned and walked back to my dorm, hearing Shinso's confused splutter of, "Shi?" As I turned the corner.
    When I got to class the next morning, i noticed Kaminari giving me a 'Please, please, please don't say anything' look. I waved to him, trying to assure him that I wasn't going to say anything. I do like teasing people some times, but I'm not that mean. Also I usually keep my teasing for my brother and Utagokoru.
    The day was fairly uneventful untill lunchtime. That was when Bakugo stormed over to my table.
    "Oi, Statue Bitch!" He growled. He was blushing a bit and I smirked.
    "Yes?" I asked, already guessing what he needed.
   "Come with me, I need to ask you something." Without waiting for an answer, he grabbed my arm and pulled me out of my chair. I stumbled for a second. I looked over my shoulder to see that Uta had pulled her headphones on and was stareing at her bowl of rice dejectedly.
    "Ok what do you need?" I asked. Bakugo stared at the floor, hands clenched into fists.
     "Kiri......." He grumbled.
    "Sorry, I couldn't quite catch that. What about my brother?" I said putting a hand to my ear.
    "I like him, ok!"Bakugo yelled. "I want your help asking him to be my boyfriend in a special way."
    I laughed incredulously. "The almighty Katsuki Bakugo wants my help? To ask out my brother? Oh this is just too good."
    "Don't make me kill you!" He yelled.
    "Oh no, I won't!" I laughed, nearly doubled over. "I wouldn't want to die before I see this." I wiped some tears from my eyes as I straitened.  "Ok, I'll help. What do you need?"

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