~O~
A Few Weeks Later
4:00 Pm
"Hey, Ojiro!" Izuku chirped as he bounced through the doors, a nervous-looking Shinsou trailing quietly behind him in a white uniform Aizawa had gotten for him a few days prior.
"Hey, Midori! Good to see you again, who's the boy with you?" Ojiro replied with equal levels of enthusiasm.
"This is my brother Shinsou, he's going to be coming along to lessons from now on," Izuku explained shooting Shinsou a reassuring smile as he approached his friend who, now that he was looking seemed to be with someone. If the floating uniform was any indicator that was.
"Who's with you?"
"Oh! Sorry, I forgot to introduce myself, I'm Toru Hagakure, nice to meet you Midoriya! Ojiro talks about you a lot," Hagakure beamed, well- Izuku thought she was smiling he couldn't be sure considering she was invisible.
Izuku glanced over at Ojiro who smiled sheepishly, "she's a friend from school."
"Well it's nice to meet you Hagakure," Izuku grinned back just as Mirio started to walk over in their direction.
"Who are the two newbies?" Mirio asked cheerfully, looking at both Shinsou and Hagakure.
"Hitoshi Shinsou," Shinsou replied, nervously fiddling with his white belt the older student just smiled.
"Toru Hagakure!" Hagakure answered happily.
"It's good to see new faces around here- well, actually nevermind you know what I mean." Mirio announced, "now let's get to training!"
~O~
"Nice kick, Midoriya! You're getting a lot quicker with that move too nice going," Mirio praised, stepping to the side as Midoriya attempted to get a hit on the older belt while staying in the makeshift white box on the ground.
Each student, with was currently only the four new students- two semi-new, two completely new. Were playing a game with Mirio, they had to try and land a hit on Mirio whilst both were confined to the white marked box on the ground. Whoever got the most hits on Mirio won. Usually, no-one managed to land a hit though which was why when Shinsou had managed a surprise hit on Mirio he was impressed with the younger insomniac looking boy. Not even Hagakure had managed to touch Mirio, but that didn't surprise Izuku much.
He suspected Mirio was a very experienced fighter so ready body movements- or clothes movements wasn't that hard for him. Which was why Izuku assumed he always managed to predict where Izuku would aim next.
He'd just have to shake up his technique next time and see what happens.
~O~
"Shinsou that's not fair! I can't drop to the ground as fast as you," Izuku complained as he watched Shinsou turn on his heel and sweep his legs from underneath him.
Izuku glared at him from the mats on the floor, no malice contained within his gaze.
"How can you be so good at this we just started learning it!" the greenette exclaimed.
"Practice...?" Shinsou tried.
"Right... just admit it you're too good at this!"
"...no..?"
~O~
"Hagakure can we swap partners, Shinsou's being mean again!"
"I agree here, Ojiro keeps beating me before I can hit him!"
~O~
"Hey guys, do you wanna meet up on the beach this weekend? We can do some practice there if you want," Izuku suggested as he collected his bag.
"I wouldn't mind that," Ojiro piped up, carrying his bag with his tail.
"Same here," Hagakure agreed from beside Ojiro.
"You sure dad will say yes?" Shinsou asked Izuku quietly, Izuku nodded Aizawa still owed him for making Yamada shut up at 3 am in the morning.
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|| ~I Will Protect You~ || {BNHA}
FantasyAs Shota Aizawa was patrolling one night his seemingly calm life was abruptly flipped upside as a particularly timid and frightened child ran headfirst into him. Oh, how he'd soon wish he'd drank his morning coffee. ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~~~ ~...
