"Method Acting"
“Speech” Thoughts “English”
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“H-hi?” Izuku said, waving his hand slightly.
Fucking smoother then Skippy.
“I swear Deku-!” Izuku clamped his hands over his mouth, looking back at the class giving him weird looks.
Deku didn’t give him a coherent thought, instead laughter echoed throughout their head, making it hard for Izuku to focus.
“Um… what are you doing here?” Asked the bravest student, the red head.
“I flung myself off of my balcony to avoid my class and WILL YOU STOP LAUGHING!” The class before him jumped back in shock, and one of them turned into metal, holding his arms up.
We need to draw those faces when we get back. Deku declared, laughter fading away. Izuku had to agree, those were hilarious faces.
“Sorry, I… um… I’m crazy?” Izuku said, unsure what to say.
Okay, last time, but… smooth as fucking skippy.
Shut up, please, Deku.
“H-hi Crazy, I’m Pon-Pony.” A little voice squeaked out, with a heavy English accent.
Amidst Deku’s roaring laughter and declaration that he will never live this down, Izuku asked, “Would you rather speak in English?”
Izuku could see the relief radiating from the obviously American girl. “Oh my gosh thank you. I don’t know a lot of Japanese and it’s very scary.”
Izuku laughed. “It’s fine, Japanese can be hard for foreigners to learn. If you ever need someone to translate a little for you, you can always reach me in the Class A common room.”
“You're from class A?” An Attack-On-Titan looking kid said. Izuku nodded his head looking at him.
“You know English?” He asked, genuinely curious.
“Yeah, I’m fluent.” The boy responded. Izuku smiled at the kid. He seemed friendly enough, and if memory served, which it did, there was a recommended student who matched his description.
“Well, make sure to help out Pony here, as you heard she doesn’t know a lot of Japanese.”
The boy nodded his head in understanding, before an ugly blonde dude jumped into his face and glowered at him. “Class A, huh? You think you're so much better than us? You think you can look down on us? Well you're wrong! We are better then y-” the boy was cut off as the redhead karate chopped him in the neck.
Bro forget about the manticore lookin-ass, that dude is the one who has rabies. Deku cackled out.
Izuku knew it was a distasteful joke, but he couldn’t help the belly laugh that escaped his throat for a few seconds. “S-sorry, it’s just, Deku’s really funny.”
The redhead cocked an eyebrow at him. “Deku? Who is that?”
Izuku sighed, “Well, he’s me? But the other me?”
The one you drug away.
You agreed to it so don’t argue.
“Is that why your name is Crazy?” asked a spiky blue haired boy, with a yellow and blue bandanna.
Izuku opened his mouth but then shrugged, “Yeah sure.” He checked his watch as it beeped at the hour. “Shoot, it’s ten o’clock, so I’m going to head back to my dorm, see you all some other time. Call me if you need me Pony.” With those parting words Izuku Pushed himself off the wall, flying backwards and out the open window. Once he reached his balcony and found it thankfully empty, Izuku collapsed onto the bed and closed his eyes, letting sleep overtake him.
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When the morning came, and it came despite Deku’s grumbling, Izuku stayed true to his word and only took a Tylenol for his headache that came from waking up with two minds, and then made his way downstairs.
Deku walked into the kitchen and plopped down into the open chair by the stove, watching Kacchan cook up some pancakes. “Are some of those fuckers for me?” He asked.
Kacchan gave him a sideways look, “You're still here? Extort Zu from taking his pill again?” Deku nodded, not even trying to hide his crime.
“Sure there are a few of these for you, but on one condition. You help me make Death Curry for all these fuckers.” Kacchan said, an evil grin covering his face.
Deku pulled on a grin that rivaled the explosive boy’s. “Hell yeah!” After the food was cooked for the two and Deku ate the delicious breakfast, he got up and took a quick shower, before toweling off and putting on his uniform.
Deku jogged to class, wanting to be the first one there to ask for Aizawa’s autograph.
Do you think he will even give us one? Izuku asked, also eager for said autograph. Deku shrugged. He couldn’t know so he didn’t pretend to.
When they reached the classroom, no one was present, not even Aizawa-sensei. Disappointed, Deku plopped down into his seat and whipped out his sketchbook, beginning to draw his favorite memory currently. To sate Izuku’s thirst for noise, Deku put on Deep Dope as the drawing began.
By the time they finished the drawing of class B staring at him in shock, half the class had filled up, with only the girls missing.
“Oi! Who are these fuckers?” Kacchan asked, peering at his sketchbook.
“These fuckers are class B, gave them a scare last night. Funniest shit of my life.”
“Hell yeah bro.” Kacchan replies, grinning madly. The duo laugh as the door opens, revealing all of the girls. Deku feels Izuku’s embarrassment start to burn deep within him.
“Why y’all fuckers so late?” Deku asked, cocking his eyebrow. For some reason, all of the girls deflated, but Ochaco looked relieved.
“Hey Zu! How are you this morning?” She chirped, cheeks slightly tinted pink.
“Pretty fucking good, and don’t worry, I’ll let Zu talk to you before tonight.” Deku said with a wink.
Ochaco cocked her head in confusion. “Aren’t you Zu?”
Deku shook his head, “I’m Deku, Zu is the nice one. Just call me Zu or Izuku, I don’t mind usually.” Ochaco just nodded her head slowly, before smiling and giving him a hug. Deku widened his eyes in shock, surprised. Deku usually forgot that people liked Izuku, and would hang out with him. Most found Deku annoying, or rude, or belligerent, or an ass hole, and didn’t like him, or shunned him. Only Katsuki ever befriended him, because he felt the urge to protect Izuku, and loved cussing someone out with Deku. He was the only one who loved both of them.
This came as a sudden realization, so Deku shuffles this to the back of his mind, telling Izuku to remember to do something to make up for the years Kacchan has been his friend. At this time Aizawa stood up and walked to the front of the class, eyes red and hunched over.
For some reason everyone glanced at Deku, but he ignored them and stared straight ahead. He refused to be shamed when he had seen all of their rooms, hell, Tokoyami had a sword! An actual sword!
After being told what the order of classes would be, he mentioned the “damn media” and curled into his sleeping bag, sipping on juice packs. The classes went by fairly quickly, with Deku finishing everything easily because of having memorized the textbook. The only class that was a mystery was Heroics.
They were waiting for their next teacher, chatting away in wonder when Deku felt a familiar shape with his Pushes. Even with his eyes closed, his constant light Push allowed him to feel everything in a large radius around him.
Deku plugged his ears right when All Might appeared in the doorway, screaming. The class flipped out, amazed at having the number one hero as their teacher. Deku just tried to calm down, and after a few seconds of counting backwards, Deku opened his eyes to the smiling face of someone he used to love, but now has nightmares of. All Might.
No one but Kacchan paid attention to how begrudging Deku was when he put on his hero costume, or when All Might explained the rules for some nuclear exercise, or when he was paired up with Iida to defend the bomb.
On the way to the bomb site, Kacchan pulled Deku aside. “Oi! Zu! I know about all those nightmares, and can see that your fucking uncomfortable. If you don’t wanna be here that’s fine, you just won’t be a hero. If you want to be a fucking hero then man up and face your fears. If you can’t… I’ll be there for whatever you need. Got it bitch?”
Deku stares in stunned silence at his best friend. He had sounded fucking rude, but it was exactly what he needed to hear somehow. “Got it bitch. I’ll give you a fuck ton of fun today.”
Deku smiled and Pushed off the floor, then some of the buildings nearby to head toward the one used for the exercise. He Pulled on Iida, bringing him up to the top of the building, where they descended into the stairwell.
Zu, I need you right now. I know what he makes you think of, but set that aside. Right now we need to crush Kacchan. Deku thought, trying to shove his hope into Izuku’s mind.
Izuku pulled himself out of his stupor, and gave a shaky reply, Y-yeah, let's do this together.
“Iida, I have a plan, but I really need you to do one thing. If Uraraka gets past me, can you prepare for her trying to take the bomb?”
“Yes, that sounds like an acceptable plan.” Iida said, before turning around to begin his preparations. While Iida did that, Deku closed his eyes, continuously expanding his field of “feeling,” allowing him to “see” further away. He made it encompass the building, before passing off that responsibility. It was a strange chemistry between the two in battle.
For most people the constant feeling would be too much, but it was easy for the greenette duo. In combat, they were the closest to being one person, because while only one of them could control their body at the same time, they could both use their quirk. Usually the one dominant at the time would do it all, but that wasn’t necessarily always.
In this instant, it would’ve been too much for Deku to both “see” everything in the building as well as fight Kacchan at the same time. He handed off the strenuous part of it to Izuku and continued to do a few stretches, not wanting to strain a muscle because of his carelessness.
The bell rang throughout the building and Deku moved instantly, shoving himself through the building where he could feel Kacchan and Ochaco. No. The heroes. The heroes were going slowly, most likely because Deku had destroyed the power lines that connected to the building, leaving the cement structure completely in darkness, except the top floor, which had windows around the area, but that was Iida’s job to worry about.
Deku reaches them quickly, and he floats above their body’s, opening his eyes to see Kacchan illuminating a small area with a constant explosion.
“One, two, somethings coming for you~” Deku called, watching as Ochaco shrieked and Kacchan held up his hand, blasting where he was moments ago. He Pulled on one of the marbles that were littered around the building, feeling it stream through the darkness, nearly hitting Ochaco in the head, except Kacchan had shoved her away.
“Three, four, there is so much more~” Deku called. He was directly above them, having sensed where he had left his largest collections of marbles. True to Deku’s plan, Kacchan whirled up, and created a massive explosion, dousing the ceiling to break any debri to rain down on the heroes.
“Now we can really have fun~” Deku chirped, Pulling himself to the beginning of the hallway. True to Kacchan, his friend blew open the side of the building, bringing light into the floor, momentarily blinding the duo. Deku used this chance to fling a couple of debri at the explosive teen. Most failed to hit because Kacchan blew them away.
Kacchan, we can read you like a book. Izuku sighed out, annoyed that their best friend was so predictable.
“Round Face!! Go get the bomb! I’ll defeat this creeper and meet you there!! Go! Fucking go!!” Kacchan yelled, before turning himself to face where Deku stood, waving after Ochaco.
“Aaaw, she got away~” Deku fake pouted, before turning his head at Kacchan, “Well, we still have one more plaything~”
My gosh why are you so good at being a creepy villain? Izuku asked, clearly shaken.
Method acting, Deku responded sarcastically.
“Time to die bitch!!” Kacchan screamed as he jumped forward, explosions rocketing him forward.
“Why would I die? Killing heroes is the best part of the job!~” Deku sings out, before Pulling himself underneath Kacchan’s outstretched arms, before Pulling on all of the debri and marbles that littered the floor. Deku jumped around the wide room that he had reached and giggled as Kacchan entered after him.
“Over here hero!~” Deku called, waving his arm as he bounced around in a circle, “Your death awaits!~”
Kacchan screamed incoherently and jumped after him. Instead of dodging or attacking, Deku just Pushed his friend into the wall, trapping him there.
This would have normally been a difficult thing, they were close to the same weight because of their muscle mass, but in the greenette’s costume was a belt of heavy rectangles of metal, to be both used as weapons and to increase his weight to Pull and Push heavier things without an anchor.
“Time to die villain!!” Kacchan called out, leaping forward with his arm raised. Once again Deku just shoved him backwards, pulling any debri that Kacchan caused to disconnect from the wall into the whirlwind of stone around him.
“You don’t want to have fun?” Deku called, fake pouting in midair again. “Well then, time to die hero!!” His voice lost all the playfulness that had previously been there, and he straightened his back, his eyes hardened.
If I didn’t know this was an act I would have peed my pants. Izuku stayed.
Who says it’s an act? Deku replies innocently.
What had started off as a few marbles had turned into a giant whirlwind of debri. To someone who didn’t know them they would assume his quirk was telepathy and flight. Once you learned of his quirk, a new amount of respect could be felt toward him. He was creating a whirlwind while only being able to Push and Pull on an object directly toward or away from himself. And if you looked more carefully at the objects in the storm, you would notice that every single marble and debri were equidistant and not touching, not swirling around in some senseless tornado of violence.
Periodically Deku began pinging stones at his hero friend, causing him to blow them up with his quirk. Because of the angle he was at, Deku was able to control the stones however he wanted, so he made them swoop low to the ground, causing his friend to only create more weapons for the villain.
“Is that all you got hero!?!? You are supposed to save the world with such stupidity and weakness?!!?” Deku yelled, Pulling another debri into his tornado of death.
“I didn’t want to show you this, I designed it without your help, but it seems that I can’t beat you without it.” Kacchan said, putting his hand on the pin of the grenade gauntlet around his wrist.
Izuku took control for a second, having been wondering what was with the bracers. He Pushed himself off the opposing wall and Pulled on the wall behind himself, rocketing away at the fastest speed he could go. At the same time of his jump back, he Pushed and Pulled half the stones in front of him, acting as a shield, and shot the other half towards his childhood friend.
Kacchan was undeterred and whipped out the pin. “DIIIIIIEEEE!!!” He screamed as the massive explosion ripped through the building in front of him. It expanded outwards, blocking off any retreat forward. In a last minute decision, Izuku pushes a button on his belt, releasing the weights gathered around his waist. He Pushed them into the floor, cracking it from the force, then, bracing himself with a Push and Pull on the wall and ceiling, he shoved down the side of the block, watching as the side not Pushed raised into the sky, forming a shield.
Izuku felt his body start to get crushed under the weight of the heavy block and the four opposing Pulls and Pushed. He wanted to both get ripped apart and squashed together.
The explosion died down and Izuku coughed up blood, wiping his mouth with his sleeve, Izuku stood up glaring at Kacchan. “I thought it was us villains that were not supposed to care about collateral damage? You heroes are such hypocrites.” Izuku spat out venomously. He glared daggers at his friend, Pulling on a few debri behind the explosive boy.
Fucking hell dude, you thought I was scary? Deku replies, he would have shivered if he had a body.
Kacchan predicted Izuku’s sneak attack and lifted a hand, blasting them away. He never broke eye contact with Izuku. “As long as we beat the villain we win. Nothing else matters. Win to save.”
Izuku seethed inwardly, Kacchan always was reckless but if it wasn’t for his quick thinking then he would’ve been dead. Suddenly he stopped moving, putting a hand to his ear. A wicked grin spread across his face as he looked up. “Stay right there Round Face! I got a plan!” Kacchan raised his hand, obviously about to use his other gauntlet.
“Nope! You hypocrites don’t get to stop us! Iida is competent so don’t even think your little friend can beat him.” Izuku growled. He Pushed on Kacchan’s gauntlet, bringing it down to the floor, stopping him from going through with whatever the plan was.
In response, Kacchan whirled around and picked up a piece of rubble, rocketing it at him as if it were a ball.
“You think that would work?! Silly hero.” Izuku yelled out, trying to come up with a plan.
Kacchan just smiled, lifted his gauntlet and pulled the pin.
It was time for Deku to shine. He didn’t take control like Izuku, instead he activated their quirk. He Pushed and Pulled on everything. The effect this had was most everything freezing, it just put an increasing strain on his body.
I’m going to have to work on that tonight, I need better support gear. Izuku thought.
Deku effectively froze everything in place at the detriment of their body’s health. The shifting ground froze, the creaky wall froze, even the swirling smoke froze suddenly, stopping its movements in the wind. The most important thing that stopped moving was Kacchan’s hand.
“Checkmate.” Izuku said, before Pulling on both his arm and the pin. Causing the explosion to rip through the ground floor, and leaving a massive explosion in its wake.
Izuku spit up a ton of blood as his insides felt like they got crushed. He wiped his mouth from the blood and stood over a shocked Kacchan.
“VILLAINS DEFENDED AGAINST THE HEROES!!! VILLAIN TEAM WIIIIINS!!!!!!!!!” Screamed All Might over the speaker. Izuku smiled and walked over to Kacchan. He was mostly uninjurned, except for a few scratches on his arms and legs.
“That was fucking awesome.” Kacchan said, grabbing onto the slightly taller man’s arm. “And if Round Face peed her pants then you owe me five bucks.”
Izuku laughed, “Sure! I asked Deku how he got to be so scary and all he said was, ‘method acting.’”
“That little shit is absolutely the best fucker in the world.” Kacchan said, laughing.
“What about me?” Izuku asked, fake pouting.
“You aren’t a fucker, you're an absolute saint. Unless we are playing mario kart.”
“Point.” Izuku said. He would have laughed but it hurt too much. They got back to the observation room last, having to stop a few times to allow Izuku to breath. When they arrived, Izuku steeled his mind and stepped into the room. He gripped Kacchan tightly, and stopped all memories that tried to flood into his mind, even the helpful ones.
It was a method recommended by his therapist to help his mind. It allowed him to forget his mom’s body, but it also stopped helpful reminders from his brain as well. Izuku looked at All Might before looking away. He couldn’t handle it, but he wouldn’t break down right now.
“Would anyone like to tell me who the MVP is?!?” All Might screamed out. Yaoyorozu raised her hand. “Yaoyorozu! What is your opinion?”
“It would most likely be Iida or Midoriya because both jumped into the role of villain, embracing the exercise that we were in. It would most likely be Midoriya because of his masterful plan with Bakugo as well as his on-the-spot reaction time. Bakugo and Uraraka may have had a fair amount of team work and communication, but he let his desire to beat Izuku surpass the need to go with Uraraka to the bomb. Overall the most important participant is Midoriya.” All Might sweat dropped. It was obviously more than he had anticipated her to say.
“T-that is correct! Anyone have any other observations?” He cried out.
Izuku heard one person complain about overpowered quirks. It was Hagakure who said this.
“Hagakure! What do you think my quirk is?” Izuku called over the chatter. Everyone quieted down, most likely curious about his quirk as well.
“Uh… um… something like telepathy. It’s really strong you can just control anything you want with your mind!” She cried out.
Izuku shook his head. “That’s not what my quirk is. It’s something a lot simpler. I can Push and Pull on objects. If the objects I Push or Pull overpower the force of gravity acting on my body, or weight, then I get Pushed or Pulled instead.” Everyone seems confused at this statement.
“Observe, if I Push on this marble, it will move directly away from my hands or center of gravity, whichever I choose.” Izuku demonstrates this, Pushing it away, before Pulling it back to himself and putting it into his pocket. "It's kind of like I throw my weight on the marble and it moved far away because I only threw a little weight at it."
“Now if I push on the floor, because it exceeds the weight of my body I will go up.” Izuku demonstrates this as well, flying up slightly off the floor before allowing himself to go back to the floor. “With this knowledge, is it a strong quirk? Maybe.”
The class stared at him, amazed. “That only makes the whirlwind you pulled off even more impressive, it was like a design, everything equidistant, and when a new thing entered it would ripple across everything.” Yaoyorozu stared at him in shock, her awe growing with each passing second. Todoroki's eyes widened when he looked at the young greenette.
“You are a true master of your quirk.” Iida said, also looking amazed.
Izuku shrugged. “It has its drawback, such as literally squishing by body, which results in-” Izuku was cut off when blood spilled out of his mouth, falling to the ground and dribbling down his shirt. “-that.”