Flames of Hope

Chapter 10

"If we don't leave now, we will be late." In a monotone voice, unwavering and bitter, as if he had shut down from the world. Izuku knew that all too well, happened every time he though of his birth parents when he was younger. Now he could control it, with time and healing of course, but he bets Todoroki has neither and he had to deal with this alone but not anymore if Izuku can help it, after all, no True Hero would leave someone who needs help. As Izuku walks to U.A, he feels Todoroki looking at him, not in the Bakugou used to look at me, more like he was... checking me out.

Shouto couldn't take his eyes of Midoriya. He was walking in front of him, meaning Shouto had the best view of his butt, which popped out in those trousers, what a way to start the day at U.A. Speaking of U.A, they arrive not long after, walking through the gates with their ID's out in silence, and Shouto was still walking behind Midoriya, just to keep looking at his butt, which bounced as he walked, by the way.

Not long after entering, Izuku finds himself sat in the classroom, waiting for Shouta, or Aizawa in school to show up, and speak of the devil and he shall appear as the sayings go. Shouta strolls into the classroom about 5 minutes late, clearing his throat, he spoke,

"I have an announcement. The fight is not over from the USJ... In two weeks, U.A will hold the Sports Festival. Train hard." Before he collapsed into his sleeping bag, probably sleeping but no one knows. Silence devolved into chaos at the announcement, the Sports Festival at U.A is major, it is basically a replacement for the Olympics that happened so long ago. With home room over, we head to lessons, the halls buzzing with activity with the Sports Festival up and coming. At lunch, Iida, Uraraka and I sit down at a table to discuss the Festival, Uraraka becoming more intense as she says she'll win, punching the air with confidence. Lunch ends and lessons continue onwards, Maths, English, Science, Quirk History, all that jazz and with the spirits high with anticipation, no one could keep their jitters in. As we prepare to leave last period to go home, Izuku and the rest of his class come face to face with some of the other classes in the first year. They all look at Class A with jealousy and envy, then all part like the red sea as a boy with gravity defying hair steps forward,

"Hm. This is the Mighty Heroics course. Not much really." His eye bags near black with sleep deprivation, his voice filled with bitterness and resentment. "I am here to declare War on the heroics department." Then strutted off like a cat, an insomniac ridden cat. Bakugou was making the entire situation worse by shouting at everyone, calling them weak and worthless, such a Bakugou thing to do. Izuku shakes his head, 'unnecessary really', he thinks, 'The other will be our allies when we go pro. Calling them worthless guarantees that you will be left.' The other classes shout after Bakugou's raving and Purple Hair kid's declaration of war. Well Then, Go Beyond! As dad so lovingly puts it.

Declarations of War aside, Izuku leaves U.A to train, he has two weeks until the Sport Festival, and he needs to be in tip top shape for it. School had been put on hold to give students a time to prepare for the Festival. He needs to clear his head and be focused on becoming better, he needs his upgrade himself. Focusing solely on training, he misses the blonde in front of him as he mutters incomprehensible plans as a dark aura surround him, thinking hard on his plans for the two-week break. He needs to rise to the top, show the world his light, his hope, and the Sport Festival is the best way to start that. His muttering is halted when he crashes into someone again, this time though it's that lanky blonde skeleton that was watching him when he was cleaning Dagobah beach. Izuku eyes widen, the man offers a kind smile, holding out his hand of a handshake, as he introduces himself,