Two Faced

Aizawa Really Said "Angeree"

"HELLOOOOO LITTLE LISTENERS! IF YOU'RE READY FOR THE EXAM LET ME HEAR A YEEEEAH!"

It was the assembly for the physical portion of the entrance exam and the crowd was having none of it. There was nervous chatter and heavy tension in the air.

Unless you, of course, you were Tokio and Izuku, "YEEEEEEAH!" the duo screamed. The entire stadium just stared at them in disbelief, but Mic was positively beaming.

"That's the spirit little listeners!" He cheered. Present Mic continued on explaining the exam and everything was going splendidly until he got to the part about a zero-pointer, then Izuku decided he was tired.

"Excuse me, sir! It says there is supposed to be 4 robots on the pamphlet, but you haven't mentioned the fourth! If this is a typo that is extremely irresponsible on UA's behalf," This guy needs to sit down, or at the very least NOT turn around to Izuku, "And you! With the green hair! You've been writing notes this entire time, it's extremely irresponsible and disrespectful to not pay attention to the speaker."

If Izuku weren't dedicated to not making enemies before he even got into the school he would have had many choice words for the boy, but it goes against his reputation to cuss someone out in front of an entire stadium so he steeled for the 'kicked puppy' look. "I-i'm so sorry! I didn't realize I was distracting people! I j-just wanted to take notes so I don't forget anything!". Izuku relished in the several disapproving looks shot in Iida's direction.

"Aright little listeners, no need for arguing!" Mic carried on with the rest of the presentation while Iida sat down, his face a bright red.

"You're a manipulative little shit, aren't you?" Tokio whispered, a smirk on his face.

"His fault. He should've left me alone. I was trying to draw Present Mic. His hair is cool."

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Izuku was walking toward the giant gate in front of the grounds when a boy with blue hair suddenly stopped him and bowed deeply.

"I sincerely apologize for calling you out in front of the school! You were being much more responsible than I and I humbly apologize for insulting you like that," He yelled, still in an extreme bow.

Izuku shook his hands and blushed, "No, no, it's alright. I was distracting people! I'm not mad! But you should avoid calling people out like that in the future!"

"I see. I truly apologize, you are tru-"

"GO!" Izuku bolted from the man mid-sentence. His dream of heroics waited for no-one.
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The exam had gone by in a breeze for both boys. Tokio had been able to quickly pinpoint the weakest points in the robots and light them up from the inside. He'd also had a great time blowing rocks up to keep them from hitting other examinees because they have zero spacial awareness. Izuku had also had a b l a s t running and blowing up robots, he just had to tap them and they were gone. A real highlight was when he went after the zero-pointer. He had blown it up, put it back together, but was careful to rearrange several wires when he did so he could keep it from moving. He also got to heal the nice girl's leg from earlier! All in all, it was a grand old time.

Neither of them was surprised when they got their letters from UA and were both put in 1A

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Tokio and Izuku had just made it into one of the most elite high school's and on their first day they were already late. Great start honestly.

All eyes were on them when they entered the room, not because they were just so stunning but because Tokio was loud as hell.

"1,2,3 BITCH I HAVE TO PEE!" Tokio yelled at Izuku. It was his own fault for getting up late, so he's just gonna have to deal.

"1,2,3,4 OPEN UP THE FUCKING DOOR" Izuku growled and stormed in, "You seriously have to work on your tiny bladder. We're already late, what if the teacher was here and you're already causing a ruckus."

As Izuku said that, both boys felt an ominous presence behind them. Izuku and Tokio subtly looked at each other and readied for a fight.

Only to find an angry cacoon staring at them.

"Izu," Tokio leaned over and whispered, "Do you think if we stare long enough it will hatch?"

"I don't know. I heard it takes 4-10 days. Should we just wait it out?"

"Does it need an incubator?"

"Do we have something to feed it? Don't they like sugar water or something?"

"Mhm. They like things that are just as sweet as you."

"Do you want to fight? We can."

"Aw, I would never hurt you, sweetheart,"

"I could kill you with a handshake."

"Alright fair enough."

"Are you two done now?" The cacoon had hatched and glared at them. "This is the hero course. You're here to learn to be heroes. Not joke around in my classroom. Get in your seats or leave." Both Tokio and Izuku jumped and jogged to their seats, Izuku intentionally ignoring Bakugou's glare.

"Sorry, Eraserhead!" Izuku squeaked out. The teacher shot him a look, he apparently wasn't supposed to know his hero name. Oops.

"I'm your homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouto. Although, for some I'm sure I won't be their homeroom teacher for too long," Izuku just had this feeling that that statement was directed to him, "These are your gym uniforms, meet me in the field, you have ten minutes." Then he grabbed his sleeping bag and walked out.

"Jesus, who pissed in his cereal?" Tokio asked, tilting his head towards Izuku.

"Me, apparently. I have no idea what I did, but there goes the teacher's pet vibe I was going for," Izuku groaned and stomped his feet childishly.

Tokio snorted, "You're a tiny ball of anger and deceit. I'm sure you'll figure something out," Tokio patted Izuku's head, while he pouted.