Seinikku POV
"It's Stain" Akaguro says, "Now what do you want? I know you didn't fucking drag me here to ask me about my name"
"Is it wrong for me to want to talk to an old friend" I ask
"The last time we spoke was after I was banished from the Saints" he says, "And if I remember correctly, you advocated for my banishment"
"No. I heavily vouched for you, but Masters mind isn't easily changed" I explained, "Plus, if you actually showed up for meetings, you'd still be a Saint"
"Whatever, I didn't like being tied down by that crotchety fuck anyway" Akaguro grumbles, "I'm much more happy now"
"And what is it you do exactly" I ask
"I didn't just leave the Saints because of Master, but also because I had my own plans and ideals that I wanted to pursue" he explains, "I saw a world of frauds and false prophets. These heroes preach words of peace and hope but they don't do anything. I believed that the Saints and I had the same goals but you just want to take over and rule with an iron fist. I wanted a world of true heroes. You wanted a world run by fear."
"That didn't answer my question" i yawn
"I kill heroes that I see as unfit" i say, "I will kill as many heroes as needed to achieve my goal. A world of true heroes"
"Quite the martyr aren't you" i say sarcastically, "I don't buy it. You make up this bullshit about a world of heroes and being forced to kill to achieve it, but I call your bluff. You kill heroes because you want to, not because you need to"
"Maybe so, but if I can put a purpose to my killings then maybe my sentencing will be shortened if I'm ever caught" Stain chuckles
"You're sick" i say
"What do you want? Why'd you call me up here?" He asks
"I'm putting a plan together, and I may need your help" i say, "I'm going to kill some heroes, and I just wanna know if you'd be willing to help"
"Explain the plan" he says bluntly
"That's the thing. I don't have one" I say, "I didn't want to make a plan with you if you weren't going to agree. Call me lazy"
"Sure. I'll help" he says, "But youre going to owe me a favor as well"
"Sounds good" i say as i extend my hand for a handshake
He accepts the gesture as we stare each other down
"I'll keep in touch" i say as I leave the building and Akaguro begins his nightly killing spree
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Y/N POV
There I stood, in front of the agency of the number 12 hero. I gulped with nervousness
"It's all good" i say to myself as I walk towards the front door
When I walk in, I see an empty desk and a couple of chairs in a decent sized room. There were 3 doors: one leading to a staircase up the building, one leading to a gym on the ground floor, and one leading to a mysterious, unmarked room. The desk was most likely for a receptionist. I was getting a waiting room vibe from the place and I wasn't a fan
I sit down and wait for someone to walk in. I think about texting Mirko to tell her I was here but before I can, the gym door bursts open and standing there in booty shorts and a sports bra was Mirko. Her skin was glistening with sweat and she was holding a water bottle
"Aye, you actually made it" she exclaims with a wide smile
"I wouldn't pass up an opportunity to learn from a hero of your status and skill" I respond
"Either way, I'm happy to see you showed up. Ready to work your ass off" she asks, her smile now turned to a devious smirk
"Uh...I guess so" I respond, a little frightened by her change in attitude
"Great" she says
The next couple of hours were nothing less than absolute hell. Mirko put me through the fucking ringer and almost me. I thought she was enjoying it. The way she was shouting, "RUN FASTER!!!" and "GET UP MAGGOT!!!" made it seem like she was getting some sick, twisted pleasure out of watching me. What really sold it was when she bursted out laughing when I passed out.
The workout consisted of a 5 mile run, non stop by the way, 40 meter sprints for an hour, squats, deadlifts, lunges, 100 yard sprints for 30 minutes, a 20 mile run, 200 push ups, and a ten minute plank. The entire thing took about 4 hours in total and completely killed my body
"You didn't do too bad kid" she chuckled as she sat cross legged next to my laying body
"Thanks" I pant sarcastically, "Do you...do that...everyday?"
"I used to, but I've updated it to make it harder for myself" she says, "What you just did was my beginner workout"
"Oh lovely" I sigh sarcastically
"I mean it though, you did good" she says as she lightly punches my thigh
"When do we start the combat training?" I ask
"How presumptuous of you?" She smirks, "To think that this wasn't a one time thing"
"Was it?" I ask
"It was supposed to be, but I like the cut of your jib kid. Plus, from what I've heard, you have a lot of raw talent and a strong ass quirk. It'd be a shame to let someone like that go to waste because of a lack of physical skills" she says, "So I'll train you for...let's see...isn't the UA Sports Festival happening soon?"
"In 2 weeks yeah" I say
"Then for two weeks, I'll train you" she says, "But after that you're on your own"
"Really?" I exclaim as I sit up in giddy excitement
I swear I saw her blush a little bit when I sprung up, but it was probably just my fatigue
"Uh...yeah" she stutters
"HELL YEAH!!!" I exclaim before falling back over
"Same time tomorrow" Mirko says, "Don't be late"
I walk home, slowly and painfully. When I get there, I grab an egg salad sandwich from the store and a bag of chips before heading up to the roof. I scarf down the food and fall asleep the second I lay down
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Th next day started with most of the school swarming the door to 1A, leaving all of us confused and overwhelmed
"What the hell do y'all want" I shout
"Do you have some kind of business with us" Iida asks
"They're scouting out the competition dipshit" Bakugo grumbles, "We're the class that survived a real villain attack. They want to see us with their own eyes"
Bakugo then walks over to the crowd and smirks proudly
"At least you know what a future pro looks like" he says cockily, "Now move it, extras"
"So this is class 1A" a voice from the crowd says, "I heard you guys were impressive, but you just sound like an ass. Is everyone in the hero course delusional, or just you?"
The boy walks to the front of the crowd and stands face to face with Bakugo. He was taller than most of the other students, had wavy purple hair, and a sleepless look on his face
"What was that!" Bakugo shouts
"How sad to come here and find a bunch of ego maniacs." He says, "I wanted to be in the hero course, but like many others here, I was forced to choose a different track. Such as life. I didn't cut it the first time around but I have another chance. If any of us do well in the sports festival, the teachers can decide to transfer us to the hero course. So they'll have to transfer some of you out to make room"
"Hey shithead, we're all here because of our own skill and merit. If you didn't make the cut, you didn't make the cut. Don't come here crying about your problems" i say coldly
"What was it you said? We're scouting the competition? Maybe some of my peers are, but I'm here to let you know that if you don't bring your very best, I'll steal your spot right from underneath you. Consider this a declaration of war" the boy says
"Yeah good luck with that chump" i chuckle
"HEY!!!" Another voice shouts, "IM FROM CLASS 1B NEXT DOOR. I HEARD THAT YOU FOUGHT SOME VILLAINS AND I CAME TO SEE IF THAT WAS TRUE!!! BUT YOURE A BUNCH OF BRATS WHO THINK YOURE BETTER THAN US!!! TALK ALL YOU WANT. ITLL JUST BE MORE EMBARRASSING WHEN YOURE KO'd!!!"
Good job Bakugo. Everyone in the school hated us and was most likely going to be gunning for us in the festival, but that just means I'll have to try that much harder
We had our classes as usual and the day ended. I waited at our usual spot for Mina and Kirishima so we could walk home together
"How'd your training go Y/N?" Mina asks as she skips ahead of me and Kirishima
"Yeah man. Tell us about it" Kirishima says as he slings his arm around my shoulder
"Good. Very good" i say with a blush
I was happy that I was going to get trained by such a high status hero but also a little guilty that i was going to abandon my friends
"Cmon, there's gotta be more than that" Mina prys
"Well...she offered to train me for the next two weeks. Until the Sports Festival begins" i mumble as I scratch my head in embarrassment
"YOU ARE LYING!!!" Kirishima exclaims
"No, but I'm still debating accepting the offer" i say
They both shoot me slack jawed looks
"...you're going to accept it Y/N" Mina says
"I don't wanna abandon you guys just cuz something better comes along" I explain
"YOURE GOING TO ACCEPT IT Y/N!!!" Mina shouts
"But-" I start
"But nothing" Kirishima says, "Who are we to hold you back from such a great opportunity"
"Are you guys sure" I ask
"We're sure" Mina says
"Thanks guys" I smile
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The next two weeks were filled with stress, pain(lots of pain), yelling, and excitement. With my training with Mirko, I had put on 5 pounds of muscle across my body and learned primarily leg based martial arts. It was the eve of the Sports Festival and it was the last training session with Mirko
"I'm not gonna let you tap out!" Mirko shouts as she squeezes her thighs around my head, squeezing tighter by the second, "The only way this ends is if you escape or pass out, and you know what happens if you pass out"
We were sparring and somehow, Mirko had me on the floor with her legs wrapped around my neck, squeezing as hard as she could
"Damn...it" I grunt as I try and pry her legs apart and escape. If I pass out, I gotta run 20 miles
I manage to get my hand between her leg and my neck so i could create some air flow. I think for a little bit before Mirko yanks my arms up and has me completely at her whim
"Shit" I grunt
I decide to quickly roll onto my stomach and for a split second she loosened her grip on me. I slip free, spin us both around, and pin Mirko onto the mat
"I...win" I pant
We stared into each other's eyes for what seemed like minutes and I couldn't help but blush at Mirkos beauty
She smirks as she sweeps my legs and flips us so she's on top and I'm underneath her, pinned to the mat
"I win" she smirks
She gets up and helps me up before we go back to the wall of the gym where our stuff was. We sit down, backs to the wall and start to chug water
"I guess that's it huh?" I ask
"Yup" she says, "But I must say, I'm super proud of you kid"
"Thanks" i blush, "How do you think I'll do tomorrow"
"I can't really give you an exact answer since they always switch up the events but I think you got a decent shot at winning"
"Really!" I ask
"Absolutely. The growth you've shown in these last two weeks really is awesome" she says, "You've got a bright future"
"Thanks" I smile
Mirko POV
I watched as he shoots me a bright smile, and holy shit. He is cute
He worked his ass off these last two weeks and it was really showing. He was slimmer, stronger, faster, more agile, and could actually somewhat fight
"Hey kid" i say, "When you get out of school, if you ever need an agency to work for, feel free to hit me up. You've always got a spot working for me"
"You mean it" he says ecstatically
So fucking cute
"Hell yeah, especially if you keep developing through high school" i say
"Thanks Ms Mirko" he says
"Oh please" i say with a blush, "Call me Rumi
He eventually left and headed home but I was left...unsatisfied. I sat back down on the gym floor and thought for a little bit. I reminisced on our training but moreso on Y/N. He made me laugh with his sarcasm and snarky comebacks, he was dedicated and driven, not to mention his cute, childlike giddyness. Then I had an interesting thought
"Do I have a thing for him?"