There And Back Again [Black Clover x BNHA]

Chapter Twenty-Six

The following day, classes went as normal. Well, as normal as they had been going with the four young mages joining Class 1-A. The three elder mages were talking with Nezu for most of the day, and if they weren't with him were otherwise hanging around the teacher's lounge as they were not ready to showcase them quite yet. Honestly, it was to prevent any actual casualties from happening as Monoma was not in the greatest condition at the start of the day.

They decided it was best to not ask questions and let it slide.

When classes were over for the day, Uraraka ran up to Aizawa, asking if her and some others could run out to the store in order to get some things. After some debate between the two, it was agreed that Uraraka and four others could go out as long as they were accompanied by an adult. The gravity girl smiled widely, running off to go inform her friends of the decision.

Sighing, Aizawa made his way back to the teacher's lounge, trying to figure out who would be best to send with them as he was in no way going to join. Upon entering, he laid eyes on Vanessa and Nemuri talking, both women sitting close together. With a flash of red, he made his way over to his best friend. When he got close, Nemuri glanced up, smile fading as she saw the look on his face.

"Please, no."

"You can chaperone the children. I want nothing to do with their trip to the store. They're won't be many either, I made sure of it."

"B-But... they're not my kids!"

"Now they are. Consider this the adoption. I am going to get some much needed sleep." And with that the erasure hero grabbed his yellow sleeping bag, immediately scurrying into it. Nemuri whined, slinking down onto the couch. Vanessa glanced between the two, not sure exactly what she was witnessing.

"Um..." The witch trailed off, not sure what to even ask. Thankfully, the other woman answered her unspoken thoughts.

"That caterpillar wants me to go watch his children as they do some shopping." Nemuri huffed, pushing herself up onto her feet. "This probably is not going to be smart, but do you want to join us? You can help watch your own while I deal with our students."

"Sure!" Vanessa popped off the couch, fixing her hat that had slightly fallen off her head. "I'm ready." Nemuri looked over the witch, a frown forming on her face.

"This won't do."

"What do you mean?" The witch gasped, looking down at her revealing outfit. "This is what I always wear."

"Look, we have to dress like civilians and as much as I love to be sexy, you can't waltz around like this out there."

"Well, I have nothing else to wear." Vanessa pouted, crossing her arms over her chest. An idea lit up in Nemuri's head, a broad smile covering her face.

"Don't worry. I know just the thing."

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Uraraka waited by the gates, talking happily with the others who had joined her, all of them out of their school uniforms, the mages having backpacks to carry their grimoires in. Mimosa was next to her, chatting about one of the lessons they had had earlier in the day. There was still some awkward tension between the cousins which none of the girls felt brave enough to poke, hence why Noelle was not joining them. The other three who had come along because they had their own supplies to get were Todoroki and Kirishima, Asta tagging along after the latter's insistence. Although the two actual 1-A students were not the closest, even the fire-ice user couldn't deny the friendliness that the spiky-haired teen offered.

Noticing two approaching figures, Uraraka began to wave, hopping up and down.

"Midnight! And the witch! What's her name again?"

"Miss Vanessa!" Asta yelled, waving at his senior team member. "I didn't know you were coming."

"Nemuri invited me along to shop and of course I couldn't turn it down!" Vanessa replied, the two women having reached the group of teens.

The R-rated hero had done a wonderful job of dressing the witch in casual clothes that still let her feel sexy but not explicitly so. With high-waisted jeans and a deep purple long-sleeved crop top, Vanessa still could strut her stuff without making the world turn red in the face. Some black combat boots finished off the look and the witch was feeling amazing, no longer peeved at having to change. Nemuri was even allowed to hold Rouge after promising to show her some more fashion items later on.

Together, the group headed out, on their way to hit the stores.

Due to the weather being nice, they forgoed the train and instead walked to the market center. On the way, the natives pointed out and explained different things to the mages, watching their eyes grow in wonder.

The vehicles were a mystery to them as well as technology in general. Todoroki also learned a thing or two as well when one of the others explained something, although a lot of it he was knowledgeable on. It was just some common things here and there he was unaware about, but acted as though he knew what was going on.

The students were also well aware of the Monoma incident that had occurred the night before, keeping an eye on Asta as they went to make sure he was okay. They also knew about the fight between the cousins so an eye was on her as well. The students had spread the word across their class, promising to watch out for their mages.

Oh yeah.

1-A had unanimously decided to protect the young mages at all costs.

But that's besides the point.

When the group reached their first stop, the hardware store, they split off to go grab what they needed, agreeing to meet back at the front of the store in fifteen minutes. The girls headed one way while the boys went the other, the two women also splitting up to each go with a group.

"What kind of pots were you thinking of, Uraraka?" Nemuri asked, watching as the gravity girl and mage carefully looked over the options before them. The girls of 1-A had decided to brighten up their dorm by decorating it with flowers and with the plant mage on their side, they were ready to bring their plan to light.

"I'm not sure." Uraraka tapped her finger on her chin, thinking deeply about what to do.

Mimosa quietly spoke up from where she was bent over, investigating the bottom shelf. "You should compliment the flowers you plan on growing with the pot you pick. Brighter flowers should have a darker base to allow them to take center stage, but you should probably stick with shades of gray. Brown is a no go, and black I wouldn't recommend, unless you specifically want that, but..." The mage blushed, realizing she had gone off in a tangent.

As Uraraka squealed in delight, grabbing the plant mage by the shoulders and shaking her happily, the other group was also running into some trouble.

"Why am I not surprised Bakugou managed to break it?" Todoroki muttered. Kirishima rubbed the back of his neck, giving the others a sheepish grin.

"Might've been my fault, if I'm completely honest. Challenged him and he went way above what I was expecting. Definitely didn't prepare for the explosions to occur."

"Well, we'll just have to make the equipment sturdier so we can train harder!" Asta shouted, pumping his fist in the air. Kirishima did the same while Vanessa just shook her head at the boy's antics.

While the two manly teens started to look around, Vanessa turned to Todoroki, watching as the boy idly poked at some things on the shelves. She went to say something to him, hoping to start a conversation, but a loud clattering noise interrupted her. The group of four quickly looked behind them where the sound came from and froze.

Dabi and Toga stood at the back of the aisle, tools dropped on the floor before them. A staredown began between the two groups, each one wondering who would make the first move. An outsider was the one to make that decision for them.

"Alright guys, I found the parts to fix my arm up with. And don't worry, the store manager is still compliant with keeping his mouth shut about all this." Mr. Compress walked over to join his fellow villains, still unaware of the heroes and mages standing in the same aisle. "Why the blank faces? Hmm?"

The older villain turned around, freezing up at the sight of what his friends were currently staring at.

"Well this isn't good, now is it?"