Menagerie part 6
Part 5
Izuku’s eyes widened at the heated hand fisted into his uniform, no doubt scorching the fabric. He opened his mouth to protest, but Bakugo beat him to it, shoving him harder against the wall. “What the fuck Deku?” Bakugo seethed, and Izuku felt his breath freeze in his chest. “All this fucking time you had a quirk and you hid it from me?! You looking down on me hah?!”
“I wasn’t-”Izuku stammered, only to be cut off.
“Don’t fucking lie to me!” Bakugo roared,“You used that round faced bitch to get first place. That doesn’t make you fucking stronger than me, you hear?!”
“My quirk-” Izuku tried again, but this time when Bakugo shoved him again, his head hit the wall harshly. He winced from the pain, hoping it wasn’t bad enough to bruise.
“You were looking down on me this whole time huh? I bet it’s ‘cause your quirk is useless without taking advantage of someone else,”Bakugo sneered. Izuku braced himself for the oncoming rant, part of him hoping Aizawa was close by. Aizawa wasn’t like his old teachers, he’d do something, right? But oh, that’d get Bakugo in trouble. Izuku couldn’t tell if he wanted that or not. “Figures you’d hide such a villainous quirk.”
Izuku sucked in a breath at Bakugo’s words. Zura wasn’t villainous. They were a bond, an experience, an embodiment of friendship and understanding. Zura would never be a bad thing, he thought. Izuku took a breath, gearing up to defend himself as the anger inside him grew when two sets of footsteps creeped up on them.
“The fuck do you think you’re doing?” Someone asked harshly. Izuku tried to peer around Bakugo, but the blonde was so close it was stifling.
“None of your fucking b-”Bakugo snarled, only to stop halfway. There was a moment of silence and Izuku didn’t dare move when he heard a quiet sigh from behind them. Izuku’s eyes widened at the blank look in Bakugo’s eyes and the lack of strength behind his grip on Izuku’s shirt.
“Let him go and step back,”The voice continued, and to Izuku’s surprise, Katsuki did just that.
As Bakugo stepped away, Izuku turned his wide eyes to the voice, and saw the purple haired kid from class, and next to him was a boy with red and white hair. Both of them looked angry. “Are you okay?” Purple hair asked gently to Izuku, snapping him out of it and realizing that he was staring at them. Izuku blinked at them.
“Um, yeah,”Izuku stammered. He put a hand over his scorched uniform, feeling the heat and seeing that the damage wasn’t too bad. He’d be able to get the marks out in the washer most likely. Seeing his reaction, the peppermint haired boy scowled. “T-thanks.”
“Don’t worry about it. The names Shinsou,”The purple haired boy added with a glare towards Bakugo, who was standing blankly, awaiting orders.
“I-I’m Izuku Midoriya,”Izuku responded, looking to the peppermint haired kid while his mind raced about what kind of quirk Shinsou had. Was it some form of mind-control? Probably response based but Izuku wondered if there were other activation requirements.
“Shouto,” Shouto said flatly. He was still glaring at Bakugo and the scorch mark on Izuku’s uniform.
“N-nice to meet you, um. S-sorry about all that, Bakugo is just...”Izuku failed to find words,”He’s known me since we were kids and thought I was lying. A-about my quirk, I mean. I didn’t know I had one until a month ago, uh. It needed special activation requirements,”Izuku rambled. Shinsou and Shouto’s faces morphed into understanding and still a bit of anger as they no doubt realized that Bakugo bullied him for being quirkless. Maybe they wouldn’t care that he was quirkless? Izuku rushed to explain, his arms waving in front of himself,”I-it’s fine really, he just,”Izuku started, but stopped when his brain failed to explain it. Thankfully Shinsou interrupted that train wreck of a conversation.
“Go back to the classroom and grab your bag. Then go home,”Shinsou seethed at Bakugo, and the blonde wordlessly followed, walking down the hall to the classroom. Izuku watched him go, in awe of Shinsou’s quirk. The purple haired teen turned to him, glancing at Izuku’s ruined uniform. He opened his mouth, about to say something when Izuku’s brain rebelled against him.
“Was that your quirk? How long does it last? Is it just response based? That would be so useful for hero work, no wonder you’re in 1-A, I bet Aizawa sensei would be able to each you a lot about combat to supplement your quirk- or if you wanted to be an underground hero even better but you’d still be great as a twilight hero if you’d wanted like-”Izuku rambled, and the two looked on in confusion and in Shinsou’s case, surprise and embarrassment.
“Uh- yeah. My quirk’s called brainwashing,”Shinsou said, cutting Izuku off and rubbing the back of his neck. Izuku let out a breath at the conversation change. If he had to explain anything else about Bakugo and him he’d probably end up in tears. Izuku figured it was better to just not think about it. “I’d like to be an underground hero, like Aizawa-sensei.”
Izuku perked up, coming closer to the two in his excitement. Shouto on the other hand was watching the two of them with a bit of awe and confusion. “That’s awesome! I think I want to be a twilight hero, but since I’m usually quirkless it helps to have combat experience. We should spar sometime! Uraraka and I have been learning together and you could join- I mean, if you, if you want?”
Shinsou let out a light laugh. “I guess it’s kinda obvious that I don’t have much combat experience.” He said, walking down the hall back to their classroom with Izuku at his side. It took Shouto a moment but he followed too. Shinsou turned to Shouto nonchalantly. “What about you? Want to spar with us?”
Izuku saw a bit of surprise flash across Shouto’s face before returning to a blank expression. “Sure,”He responded, looking away towards the door ahead of them. Shinsou smirked.
“Well, count me and the ice prince in,”Shinsou grinned at Izuku, and he couldn’t help but grin back. They hashed out more details on their walk, and even exchanged numbers, much to Izuku’s excitement. He now had Mic, Shouta, Uraraka, and now Shouto and Shinsou! It was five more friends than he’s had his entire life, and if he kept thinking about it he’d start to cry again, so he settled for smiling like an idiot instead.
As they entered the classroom, Izuku was instantly bombarded by Uraraka and surprisingly, the yellow-haired boy who Izuku was pretty sure was named Denki. However, the two behind him frowned, looking at each other with determination and nodding towards the teacher. Shinsou glanced at Izuku to make sure he wasn’t paying attention before going to talk to Aizawa and asking to talk outside the classroom. Shouto followed the two out while Izuku was cheerfully chatting with his other friends.
“-And it’s got a bunch of books, so you can just sit there with the cats for hours,”Denki was explaining. Izuku, Uraraka, and Denki were crowded around their desks, Denki leaning back in his chair so far Izuku was afraid he’d fall, Izuku perched on Denki’s desk and Uraraka on another chair.
“But it’s not a cat cafe?” Uraraka asked, her cheek squished against her arm. Denki shook his head.
“Nah, it’s more like a library that just happens to have cats. They have four, and I’m pretty sure they’re all from the same litter,”Denki said, waving his arm. “They’re really cute though, Mina loves them. Two are all black, and the other two are black and white.”
“What are their names?” Uraraka asks. Izuku nods, leaning forward.
“The black ones are Shadow and Spooky, and the black and white ones are Moozley and Oreo,” Denki smiled, “Because Moozley is like moo, because she has spots that look like a cow.”
“Aw,”Izuku and Uraraka cooed.
“Actually I think I have pictures from last time Mina and I were there,”Denki said, reaching for his phone. It wouldn’t have been a problem, but Denki was also teetering his chair back, and with the sudden movement he lost his balance and started falling backwards with a yelp and wave of his arms.
Being the closest, Izuku reached for Denki’s hand to stabilize him, only for Denki to accidentally pull Izuku down with him. They both yelped as they crashed to the floor with a startled yelp and a flashing bright light.
Uraraka blinked away the spots in her eyes and looked down to where the two had crashed. Her eyes widened when she saw them fused together, with the same uniform but with bright yellow-green hair and wide eyes that seemed to glow.
“Holy shit,”Izuku-Denki breathed. “Wait- no, fuck- Sorry- no it’s fine- I didn’t mean to- you’re okay?” Denki-Izuku stammered, talking over themself in a stuttered conversation.
“You two fused!” Uraraka squealed, and the two of them turned and looked over at her surprise, obviously having forgotten she was there. “Do you feel okay? What should I call you?”
They seemed to think for a moment before nodding. “I’m okay. Yeah. I’m okay.” Turning eyes towards Uraraka they beamed. “I think I want to know what my quirk is before I decide on a name.”
“Ooh,”Uraraka leaned forward in excitement.”Do you know what your quirk is? Denki’s is lightning, and Izuku’s is touch and feeling based.”
“I… I don’t know!” They laughed, finally stumbling to get to their feet. “This is super cool though, I feel… I feel like I just ate a bunch of sugar. Energized maybe? I dunno but it’s exciting and I want to try it out.”
Before Uraraka could add on or say something like, hey maybe we should wait for Aizawa sensei before you try a possibly dangerous quirk, they took a stumbling step forward that turned into a lightning fast dash to the front of the classroom and smack into the chalkboard. At the impact, Izuku and Denki broke apart and fell to the floor, both holding their faces in varying levels of pain and excitement.
“We’re fast!” Denki exclaimed, and Izuku laughed lightly. “Oh my gosh this is so cool, we’re like lightning- like- like a bolt of lightning! That could be our name!”
“It describes our quirk and is like a normal nickname, or name, but also kind of a hero name?”Izuku rambled, still smiling like an idiot, “I like it.”
“Oh my gosh oh my gosh,”Uraraka ran up to them. “Are you guys okay?”
“Yeah! Bolt is just super fast and we accidentally ran into the wall,”Denki said sagely.
Uraraka snorted, then stood straighter. “Oh- If you’re like, lightning fast, do you think Bolt is faster than Iida?”
Izuku and Denki exchanged wide eyed glances before bursting out theories and bets. Izuku hardly even noticed that he’d forgotten about Bakugo completely, only focused on the two friends in the room with him. It was a nice feeling, and he couldn’t wait to have more days like this one.
“What do you need?’ Aizawa questioned, looking from the serious yet determined look in Shinsou’s eyes to the angry discolored eyes of Todoroki standing next to him.
“Bakugo attacked Midoriya outside the locker room,” Shinsou scowled. Aizawa’s eyes widened. He hadn’t noticed anything wrong with the two when they’d come into the classroom. “I used my quirk on Bakugo to grab his stuff and go home.”
Aizawa sighed. He’d noticed Bakugo glaring at Izuku all day, but apparently he misjudged the meaning behind it. “Thank you for telling me. I’ll take care of it.”
Shinsou’s shoulders relaxed minutely, but Shouto frowned. “What are you planning on doing?” Todoroki glared, and it occurred to Shouta that Todoroki didn’t think he’d do anything about it. That he’d sweep bullying under the rug. “Both of us saw Bakugo burn Midoriya’s uniform and pin him against a wall.”
“I believe you,”Shouta reassured, resisting the urge to punch everyone who hurt these kids and made them not trust adults. “I’ll be reviewing the footage of the event and looking into their schools. I’d been suspicious of Bakugo before since he’d gone to the same middle school as Midoriya, so reaching out to their previous school will help me determine if he should be expelled or if I need to get the police involved.” Aizawa said, and Todoroki seemed to relax at that.
“Midoriya was quirkless before, when he went to school with Bakugo,”Shinsou blurted. “I think Bakugo was bullying him because of that.”
“It seems that is the case,”Aizawa sighed, wishing he had a cup of coffee. Before he dismissed them, the hero turned to the shorter of the two. “Thank you for bringing this to my attention. Is that all, or do you need anything else? I’ll help however I can.” He said meaningfully, observing the way Todoroki shifted in surprise. He’d have to keep an eye out for the kid.
Todoroki glanced at Shinou, who gave him a slight encouraging look, but mostly looked confused. Right when Todoroki was about to say something, there was a loud thud from inside the classroom. All three of them turned, and Aizawa sighed when the two boys immediately went for the door.
Shouta was worried for a few seconds until he remembered that he’d left Izuku and Ochako in there with Kaminari. No doubt they were just horsing around, but Shouta figured maybe a desk or chair had fallen over. Peering over the two tall children blocking his way, he saw Izuku and Denki on the floor in front of the whiteboard, both holding their faces but smiling excitedly as they tried to talk over the laughter of Ochako, who was clutching her stomach.
Aizawa sighed as Izuku’s eyes caught sight of the three. “Aizawa! I used my quirk on Denki!” He beamed, only to realize how that might sound in front of Shinsou and Shouto, and hastily added,”On accident!”
Denki jumped up from the ground, pulling Izuku with him. “It was so cool! We named him Bolt, and he has super speed! Even faster than Iida!”
“You fused together?” Shouto asked, tilting his head in thought. Denki nodded, and went on trying to explain how it felt to fuse with Izuku while Izuku looked sheepishly at Aizawa.
While Shouta was happy that Izuku was making more friends, it seemed he might have trouble turning his quirk off when he touched people. Perhaps he could rope Denki into quirk training with them, the hero thought Denki already needed help on his own quirk anyways. “Super speed?” Aizawa raised an eyebrow. Izuku glanced over at Uraraka, who had just calmed down.
“They ran into the wall!” Uraraka burst out, giggling again.
“It was an accident! We just tried to take a step forward and then all of a sudden there was a wall!” Izuku groaned, covering his face in embarrassment. “I didn’t even mean to fuse, Denki was just about to fall off his chair and I just grabbed his hand and poof!” Izuku said, mimicking the poof with his hands. “I didn’t mean to.”
“I’m not worried about it,”Aizawa sighed, coming closer to rest a hand on his shoulder. “But maybe we should get you some gloves so it doesn’t happen in the classroom. You’ll have to train more so you’ll be able to only fuse when you want to.”
Izuku nodded, thinking. Uraraka bounced in excitement,”Does that mean Denki can join training?”
“If he wants to,”Aizawa nodded. At that, the other three boys turned to look at Shouta.
“Training?” Denki bounced with excitement, nose still a bit red. Beside him, Shinsou frowned.
“Izuku discovered his quirk during the entrance exam, so he’s having mandatory quirk counseling that doubles as training for anyone who is there to assist him. Because his quirk is so selective, the only person Izuku’s been able to practice with is Ochako and myself,”Aizawa stated. “You three are welcome to join.”
“Yes! More test subjects!” Ochako cheered, and the boys gave her a wary look.
“Will we have to have Izuku use his quirk on us if we come?” Shouto asked hesitantly, and Aizawa shook his head.
“You can try fusing with Izuku if you want to, but we’ll have other combat training in addition. Both are optional,”Shouta said. Todoroki and Denki seemed to brighten at the prospect of fusing with Izuku, while Shinsou had the opposite effect. “I’ll send you all the training schedule if you’d like to come.”
“Oh! Give me your numbers!” Ochako exclaimed, and Denki rushed to bring out his phone while Shouto and Shinsou did so a bit more slowly. “I made a group chat with all of us.” She explained, texting something on her phone. Izuku looked over to see her adding funny profile pictures to everyone’s numbers.
“Alright, now go home. You have school tomorrow and I doubt you want to be tired during your first heroics training,”Aizawa grumbled, making his way to his desk and packing up his things.
“Right!” Denki startled and got his backpack with the other kids. “You guys want to walk to the bus stop together?”
“Ah, Aizawa’s driving Ochako and I home,”Izuku stammered, hooking his backpack over his shoulder. The classroom went silent as the others looked at him and Uraraka.
“Dude, are you in trouble?” Denki whispered loudly.
“Aizawa’s Izuku’s dad, silly!” Uraraka blurted, and Aizawa resisted the urge to facepalm. Izuku hid in his arms in the meantime.
“Uraraka! He’s not- we’re not- I mean, it’s-,”Izuku stammered to explain, until Denki patted him on the back.
“No worries dude, we won’t tell anyone!” Denki reassured. “Heroes have to keep their families safe by hiding it, right?”
“I knew you were related,”Todorok nodded solemnly, making Izuku’s face even redder and Uraraka started laughing.
“If any of you need a ride home you can come with,”Aizawa called out. “If not, we’re leaving.”
The kids all protested riding with their teacher, but Shinsou stared for an uncomfortably long time before getting dragged to the bus stop by Denki, Todoroki trailing behind like a lost puppy. When they were all out of the classroom, Aizawa gave Ochako a look.
“What?” She shrugged mischievously. “I didn’t lie.”
Izuku’s face remained beet red as he hid behind his bangs. Shouta, meanwhile, did not dignify it with a response, only mentioning that she’d have to run extra laps the next day.
The three of them picked up Hizashi at the teacher’s lounge and made their way to the car. The whole time Izuku and Uraraka told Hizashi everything about the quirk apprehension test as Zura, the new friends they met, and fusing with Denki. “Already? Wow kiddo, you’re making friends faster than Uraraka eats mochi!” Hizashi exclaimed, and Uraraka squawked in protest. “How did it feel? Is Denki joining us for training now?”
“It felt.. Fast. Our quirk was super speed, and it felt like we had soo much energy! Like I drank 10 cups of coffee,” Izuku explained, waving his hands in explanation. “And Denki’s really nice! I’m not really.. I’m not really sure why but it just feels a lot easier to fuse with people now, I don’t even mean to do it most of the time. I guess it’s cause no one wanted to be my friend before though, right?” Izuku asked, and the nonchalant way he said it broke everyone in the car’s hearts.
“Sweetie no,”Hizashi comforted. “You just hadn’t met the right people before us! Which just makes these new friendships even more special, considering finding the right friend can take forever!”
“Yeah!”Ochako nodded. “Just look at Aizawa, he only has like three friends and he’s got a quirk.” She said, making Hizashi snort. Aizawa gave her a betrayed look, resolutely making plans for the next training. He wondered why he ever thought having kids was a good idea. He’d like to return that one please.
“I guess,”Izuku laughed. “What’s with the group chat though? I’ve never been in one before.”
“Oh! I’ll show you,”Ochako perked up, leaning over with her phone. “Everyone gets fun usernames, mine is Uravity. I set up everyone else’s too, but they can be changed. Yours is Broccoli.” Izuku made a face at that and Hizashi let out a laugh from the front. “Shinsou is The BFG because he’s the tallest. Uh, Kaminari is Pikachu, and Shouto is Peppermint.”
Izuku hummed as she explained that they could chat all together or send memes, which Kaminari was already doing. He read a few messages until they got home, both kids amusing themselves with the conspiracies Denki and Shouto were trading back and forth. Shinsou only fueled their debate by adding on more and more ridiculous theories for them to debate.
When they got home, Shouta and Izuku made dinner while Hizashi taught Uraraka how to play a game involving dice. After dinner Ochako stayed the night, and they cajoled Hizashi into doing the same. He already had clothes at the house to stay over, and much to Izuku and Ochako’s satisfaction, the coach remained empty throughout the night. They’d gone to bed a bit early, but stayed up on their phones a bit to chat with the group chat.
Apparently, Aizawa had to go to the school early in the morning, so they decided to all arrive early to train. Denki and Shouto were the most excited to get Izuku to use his quirk on them, and came up with a fusion conspiracy board. They’d fill out fusions of the whole class as the year went on, but so far the only ones on the chart was Izuku, Denki, and Ochaco. Shouto theorized that if Izuku fused with him their quirk would be some kind of weather quirk. Denki was sure it would turn them into a lava/ice monster.
It was fun to just talk about anything with friends, and Izuku may have cried a little bit. Ochaco may or may not have heard him and cuddled him to death all night, but no one needed to know. He was just so happy to have friends.
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Meanwhile, Aizawa started looking into Bakugo’s past while the kids went to bed. He told Hizashi everything that had happened, and his suspicions. Hizashi ended up helping him gain access to Aldera’s security cameras while Aizawa requested a meeting with the Bakugo’s before school and let Nedzu know of the situation.
An hour later and the two pros were absolutely livid. Watching Izuku get bullied and burned and suicide-baited daily by students and teachers alike through the cameras made Shoua want to pull out his hair or cry. He was already compiling the evidence for both Nedzu and Tsukauchi.
Guaranteed, Bakugo would no longer be at UA after tomorrow, and Aizawa didn’t feel bad about it at all. That kind of quirkist behavior not only to Izuku, but to other kids with ‘weak’ quirks was unacceptable and unbecoming of a hero. Aizawa had to calm Hizashi down and prevent him from barging into Izuku’s room for hugs, considering it was late at night and the kids were asleep. Hizashi still demanded to be apart of the meeting, but conceded when Aizawa mentioned he’d need someone to watch the kids.
Aizawa had no doubt Nedzu was coming up with a suitable punishment for the boy, and he was just glad to get a bully out of his class. No one was hurting Aizawa’s son on his watch.
PART SEVEN
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Guardian Spirit AU (1)
[Artworks] [Intro] [Part1]
A/N: More of this rambling-outline format GSAU story! It’s getting longer as expected lolol
Ships: YoshiMaru, DiaRiko, YouMari, ChiKanan, RubyRia
It’s been 13 days since Yoshiko reluctantly found herself a ‘roommate’ and her wallet hasn’t stopped crying
“Seriously just what are you?” Yoshiko stares at the smol spirit for the umpteenth time.
Hanamaru happily nibbles on a piece of bread, and Yoshiko grudgingly admits she looks very cute. It’s kind of like watching a puppy or kitten. Soul-healing really.
“I told you, I’m a sea spirit zura.” “Yeah, but what does that really mean?”
Yoshiko is the only one who can see the smol spirit, even though said spirit can touch food and other items. Other than being able to control water and summon scallop shells (to smack the rude human with), Hanamaru didn’t have any special powers that showcase her as ‘Guardian Spirit of the Sea’ either
Indeed, Yoshiko’s been trying to show off her newfound companion, to prove to the world that her datenshi period back in middle school and high school was legit. Alas, no one could see or hear this smol spirit.
Also, asking the temple’s owner gave her no lead. The elderly man inherited the place from a distant relative so he didn’t really know its history.
“I’ll be able to show you more if I can get more power back, I think.” Hanamaru looks a little forlorn. “I believe I have a mission but I’m not sure what though.”
“Ha? How can you not know? You’re like, an angel or some sort of holy spirit or whatever right?”
“That doesn’t mean I’m omnipotent zura. I’m just… I don’t know.” At this, Hanamaru scowls at Yoshiko. “You broke my ceremonial bottle zura. Maybe that’s why my memories are woozy and my powers are incomplete.”
“Hnff, I’m making up for it by feeding you, aren’t I?” Yoshiko does feel a bit guilty. She did break the bottle, accidentally or not, and thus woke this spirit from her ancient slumber or something. “I just wish we can have some sort of clue though. I… I’d like to help you, I mean, see what kind of powers you have.”
“Take me to a library zura!” “Er, y’know many of the books are bigger than you?” The image of the spirit buried under books is hilarious, making Yoshiko smirk.
Hanamaru pouts and flicks the rude human’s chin with her trusty scallop shell. “Just take me there, we’re gonna do some research zura!”
At her college’s library, Yoshiko carried a stack of old and musty books as per Hanamaru’s requests. So heavy! She’s never carried so many books at once, she could already see herself dozing off from such excessive reading.
Just so they could both read and chat without disturbance, they went looking for a secluded corner. Other than an older girl napping at the desk near the back wall, there aren’t any other available places.
“I think here is fine, she looks sound asleep.” Cautiously, Yoshiko observes the ponytailed senior for a few more moments, making sure her breathing is even and sound asleep before sitting down across from her.
“Hello!” Both Yoshiko and Hanamaru look around from the source of the voice and are shocked to see a smol mikan-haired spirit hovering up from behind the stranger’s ponytail. Unlike Hanamaru’s shawl and frilly outfit, this spirit has angel-like wings and parts of her accessories seem to shimmer with power.
“Oh dear Satan, another one?” Yoshiko couldn’t help but reach towards the smol spirit, to see if she could actually touch her. Before her hand got anywhere near the spirit, it’s suddenly caught in a vice grip. “Ow ow ow ow!!”
“Just what do you think you’re doing?” The ponytailed senior slowly opens her eyes, her voice husky and full of warning.
“I don’t think she means any harm, Kanan-chan, it’s okay. I’m okay!” The mikan-haired spirit says gently and perches on the glaring girl’s head. Kanan relaxes and lets go of Yoshiko’s hand, though she still appears wary.
“I’m Chika! Hehe, I’m so happy to meet another Guardian Spirit!”
TBC for part2~
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