Sports Festival again!!
“Speech” Thoughts English
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Deku scowled at the ceiling, rubbing at his now healed wrist. “Fucking idiots.” He murmured, shifting his gaze down to the principal and his teacher before him.
“I’m incredibly sorry Midoriya-San, I was not aware of the devastating effect that the quirk suppressant cuffs would have on your psych.” Nedzu said, his cheery tone never wavering.
“Use your brain next time dumbass. For being the smartest being on the planet you sure are stupid.”
“Midoriya, that was uncalled for,” Aizawa started, but he shut himself up with the withering glare that was sent his way.
“You knew that we always use our quirk, Sensei. You knew this. I distinctly remember telling you that our split personality was due to our quirk.” Deku sighed, rubbing his eyes for a second.
“You didn’t feel that. I didn’t exist. I literally ceased being a thing, just slipping back into Izuku’s unconscious. He literally went comatose, he hasn’t responded to anything I’ve said.” The greenette had to fight the tears pricking at his eyes. “Why would you even use quirk suppressant cuffs? On children? I get cheating is a thing but that’s fucking dumb.”
“Language,” Aizawa muttered, clearly not reading the room.
“Bitch I’ll say whatever I fucking want. The last time Izuku went like this he didn’t talk to anyone for a month. It was fucking hell at the Bakugo’s. So tell me is your sorry going to bring Izuku back?” This left the duo in silence, staring at the aggravated boy. “Just send Ochaco, Yaoyorozu and Bakugo in, I know they are waiting outside.”
Sensing the end to the conversation, both adults stood up and spun around, leaving Deku alone for a few seconds before the trio stepped in.
“Deku!” Ochaco shouted, clinging to him once she had leaped into the hospital chair. She snuggled up to his side and never let go of his arm. “Are you okay? What happened? You sounded so desperate!”
“I’m fucking fine,” Deku said gruffly, though he did lean toward the bubbly zero gravity girl by her side.
“Yeah, sure you fucking are,” Katsuki said, rolling his eyes. “Just like I’m not a fucking idiot who has anager issues.”
Ochaco snuggled up to Deku more vigorously, “Do you need to stay in the infirmary or can you come with us to the stands? The other match is beginning, all the teams that didn’t get any points are participating.”
“They still using quirk suppressant cuffs?” Deku hissed, glaring at the door where Nedzu and Aizawa were standing behind.
“No,” Katuski scoffed. “Finally using that fucking brains of their and being ‘logical’.”
Throughout the entire exchange Yaoyorozu did not once speak up, just stared at them through sad eyes.
“Yaomomo,” Deku said, staring into the rich girl’s eyes. She started and glanced at him, looking apologetic. “It wasn’t your fault. I know you’re blaming yourself but you shouldn’t. It was our shitty TEACHERS and PRINCIPAL’S fault who definitely aren’t SNOOPING OUTSIDE OF THE DOOR LIKE A DUMBASS!!!” When his voice carried to the door he observed them flinch guilty and walk away. Ever since the greenette had wrenched his hand out of the cuffs he had activated his quirk on a much larger radius than normal, instead of the few meters he had it at least twenty. He felt their bodies recede, seemingly conversing about something or another.
“Regardless Yaomomo, you can’t blame yourself. Not even Nedzu knew that would happen and he is the smartest being in existence. Don’t blame yourself.” Yaoyorozu’s eyes watered, and she quickly wiped at them as she looked like she needed a hug.
Reluctantly, due to not being the touchy feely type, Deku leaned forward and offered her a one armed hug, patting her on the back. “Th-thank you…” She whispered through silent tears. “I-I just keep seeing you jerking desperately…”
“If you need to talk about it with someone then I know the perfect therapist,” Deku said, scratching at his hair. “Also, Katsuki,”
“Huh?” The explosive boy growled out, trying to be intimidating.
“How do you guys live like that? You can’t see anything.” Deku said, rubbing at his eyes. “I finally get why you guys are all jumpy, not knowing who is behind you.”
“Yeah, gets fucking scary and shit.” Katsuki said wisely, nodding his head.
“‘Fucking scarey and shit’,” Deku mocked. After a few seconds of laughter the greenette nudged his girlfriend and stood up. “All right, I can go to the stands, so get yo’ beautiful ass up so we can leave.” With some trepidation the bubbly girl got up and began filing out of the room. Just as everyone was almost to the stands Todoroki appeared, beckoning for him to come over.
“Midroiya, I would like to talk to you.” His deep voice called, staring intensely into his eyes.
“Okay edgelord, what do you wanna say?” Deku asked, yawning quietly.
Todorkoi’s eyes darted toward Bakugo and Yaoyorozu who were flanking him like a gang boss followed by guards. After a few moments of silence he spoke up, “Alone.”
Sighing, Deku waved his hand to his posse, and they reluctantly went forward. Once the Half hot Half cold boy determined they were out of earshot he looked the greenette directly in the eyes. “I was overwhelmed by you last round. You almost made me break my oath.”
“Oath? I don’t know about any fucking oath.” Deku asked, very confused. He was currently Pushing and Pulling on the floor softly, floating in the middle of the hallways on his back. He probably shouldn’t be using his quirk outside of class, but he doesn’t give two shits about the rules.
“The oath to never use his fire.” Todoroki hissed out, glaring past the confused boy and into the space beyond.
“Who, your sperm donor?” Deku asked, scratching at his face as he righted himself, now only an inch off the floor.
“Yes…” Todoroki paused, seeming to deliberate something. “Tell me, have you ever heard of quirk marriages?”
What the sexy temperature prince of class 1A said next shocked the normally stoic and sarcastic Deku. He just stood there stunned for a few moments, staring into the heterochromatic eyes of the boy across from him.
“I can rip his testecles out if you want?” Deku offered, scratching his head. Todoroki seemed genuinely surprised by the offer, looking at him with surprise and slight concern. “I can just walk up to the bastard, scream YOINK!!!! And then Pull his testecles out of his body. It wouldn’t be too hard.”
“Wh-what?” The ice princess seemed genuinely shocked, not knowing how to react to the bizarre comment.
“If you wanna get back at the old bastard. I’m fine with messing with the courts for a little, it’ll be fucking worth it. I’ll just get off charges by pulling the mentally unstable card. Then the reporters will be all over how a mentally deranged teenager pulled Endeavor’s testecles out of his body before being attacked by said hero. I’ll be famous.”
The knock-off prince Zuko just stared at him in confusion. “You seem oddly well versed in such a course of action…”
Deku just waved his hand in dismissal, “Oh, don’t worry about it. The hero in question kept it under wraps.”
“That doesn’t help…”
The greenette just smiled secretly before spinning around beckoning. “Now come on, the rest of the class is probably waiting for us.”
Sure enough, the five other class 1A members were awaiting in their seats, watching the proceedings of the redo match. It went by quickly, leaving with two new teams to participate in the event. The winning two teams were Monoma, Kamakiri, Yanagi, and Rin. The second place team, which was a clear upset, was Ojiro, Aoyama, and Shoji. Because they needed sixteen people to participate in the events, the third place team sent Shinso up to the tournament.
“I’m surprised that Aoyama, Shoji and Ojiro got to fucking second place,” Deku commented, yawning slightly as he wiped at his face wearily. He wouldn’t normally be tired but due to having his killer headache and wrist healed by Recovery Girl he was definitely not helping.
“That is quite rude Midoriya! You should have more faith in your classmates!!” Iida screamed, chopping at him violently.
“Jeez Deku, show some faith,” Ochaco teased, lightly shoving him in the shoulder.
“Just think about it,” Deku said, rubbing at his eyes. He was currently lying on his back, head resting on his girlfriend’s lap. “There was fucking Shiozaki left, she could probably beat everyone but me, Kacchan, or Todoroki in a fight. There is no fucking way that they got through with anything but luck. Like, have you seen Kendo? She lifts.”
“How do you know so much about the other class Deku?” Ochaco asked, running her hands through his hair. “You seem quite close with Yui.”
“Oh, that’s easy. I go hang out with them at midnight all the time, they’re really chill, especially Kuroiro and Tokage. They are my shit man.”
“Who do you think is the best looking in their class?” Mineta asked, seemingly popping out of nowhere. The rest of class 1A was close behind the perverted grape.
“Sen Kaibara all the way. He is hot as fuck,” Deku said with no hesitation. “His face is like a fucking angle.”
“Should I be jealous?” Ochaco asked, laughing. Deku just rolled his eyes, relishing the feeling of the fingers in his hair.
“Look at the cuties!” Ashido screamed, foot purposefully crushing Mineta into the ground, leaping over the seats to the couple.
“Oh please,” Deku said with a sigh. “We all know that you and Kirishima are an item now. I’ve heard you guys making out at midnight more times than I care to count.”
“Uh- buh-” Mina was at a loss of words for a few seconds, her cheeks a furious deep shade of purple. “At least I’m not awake at midnight every night!” She screamed after a few seconds of agonizing over the right words.
“Sticks and stones may break my bones, but I’ll use ‘em to break yours first.” Deku said nonchalantly, making eye contact with the pink girl. She shuddered for a second, shirking away. The rest of the class had seen the interaction as they found their seats, making everyone laugh.
“It is quite deplorable to threaten your fellow students!!” Iida yelled, chopping his hand violently. “You should cease such actions at once Midoriya!!”
The greenette sighed, Pushing off of the floor and wall, floating himself over the class 1B and 1A divider. “I’m done with you guys, I’m with 1B now.”
With those final words he plopped down besides Pony, who had been quietly discussing something with Honenuki.
“Hey Pony!” he said, laying a hug on his precious cinnamon roll companion.
“Midoriya!” She shouted, whirling around and giving him a big hug. “That was so amazing!! Are you okay? You screamed so loudly!!”
“Did something happen?” Honenuki asked. Oh right, Izuku had knocked him out because he was one of the kings.
“Oh, when the fucking deranged bitch ass mother fucking teachers allowed other students to cuff other students I kinda lost my entire soul and existence, making Izuku fall into a panic attack and lose all sense of self and rip the skin off his wrist trying to escape. Nothing much.” Honenuki just kind of stared at him for a few seconds, unsure how he was supposed to react. It was a lot of shit to just dump on someone while conversing in another language after all.
“Can you guys not talk in English? It makes the rest of us feel left out,” Tokage spoke up from behind the trio.
“Yeah, don’t leave us out!” Tetsutetsu called from his spot over by Kendo.
“Just talking about the infinite abyss of repression and paranoia that Izuku put himself in due to our sensei’s failure at teaching.” Deku said off handedly, shifting positions so that he was resting the back of his head on Pony’s lap. She was designated as, ‘The 1B Cuddle buddy,’ and would instantly go over to anyone sad and hug them until they are happy.
“Another follower of the darkness,” Kuroiro said, holding out a fist. Deku gladly returned it.
“What a mad banquet of darkness…” Deku quoted.
“What a mad banquet of darkness…” Kuroiro agreed, slinking into a nearby shadow.
That was the only thing Deku didn’t like about his fellow edgy brother in shadows, he couldn’t sense him when he was in shadows and it freaked him the fuck out. To be completely honest he was scared of the boy, the thought of not being able to sense something literally was things in his nightmares, hell, he was probably going to start having some after ceasing to exist for a few seconds.
The shadow boy popped up behind Kendo, directly in the view of Tetsutetsu, and began making kissing motions with his hands. The steel man blushed deeply, looking away for a second before spotting someone. Komori.
“Hey Komori! How have you been?” The grey haired boy called out, shooting a smug glance at the white haired boy.
“I curse you Tetsutetsu, may the demons of hell come for your soul,” He whispered, slinking into the shadow and disappearing.
“I love this class so fucking much,” Deku sighed out, secretly loving the disorganized chaos.
“Of course you do! We have all types of chaos in here,” Tokage said. “We have Lawful good,” Kendo, “Lawful pure,” Shiozaki, “Lawful Neutral,” Shishida, “Lawful evil,” Yanagi (She plays wicked pranks if you doubt me), “Neutral good,” Komori, “True Neutral,” Shoda, “Neutral evil,” Kuroiro, “Chaotic good,” Tokage pointed to herself, “Chaotic neutral,” Honenuki, “Chaotic evil,” Monoma, “True Chaos,” Yui.
When she said each of the labels she pointed at said student with a smug grin, when she pointed at Yui for true chaos, Awase made an indignant noise. “What? Why is the kuudere True Chaos?? Why not me or Tsubara?”
Tokage laughed maniacally, “Because, dear dear Awase, you guys are Chaotic idiots, a class in and of itself. Yui here just stares, no one can start an argument as easily as her.”
That was true, on several of his midnight excursions Deku started an entire conversation with Yui by just grunting once and pointing at milk and cookies. What followed was a series of shrugging, vague hand waving, and a lot of spilled milk. Tokage, Deku and Kuroiro had woken up the entire class as they all tried to decipher the inner meaning of her movements. The silent competition had ended with Deku winning, deciphering that Yui doesn’t like milk with chocolate chip cookies because her cookies always fall apart and dissolve in the milk. Also because when she was younger her uncle had told her that if your cookie falls into milk then it is poisonous and can no longer be eaten. All this from a few gestures.
“The true agent of chaos, Yui Kodai,” the greenette said solemnly, placing a hand over his heart. Their conversations ended as the speaker crackled to life, the events that had been going on down below finally ending.
Midnight’s voice boomed through the stadium, drawing everyone’s attention. “I will gladly announce the next round of competition! It will be a series of one on one matches and it will be as follows!” The giant screen burst to life, displaying the matches, they went as follows:
Yui Kodai vs Ochaco Uraraka
Hiryu Rin vs Momo Yaoyorozu
Izuku Midoriya vs Shinso Hitoshi
Yuga Aoyama vs Shoto Todoroki
Neito Monoma vs Mashirao Ojiro
Kaminari Denki vs Togaru Kamakiri
Reiko Yanagi vs Katsuki Bakugo
Mezo Shoji vs Tenya Iida
“Now, for the first match we have Yui Kodai and Ochaco Uraraka! Will you both please go to the preparation rooms!” Deku smiled up to his quiet 1B buddy, holding out a hand for a fistbump. She quietly tapped his hand with a finger, a faint smile on her lips as she walked away.
“I’ll be rooting for both of you,” the greenette said seriously, levitating back over to class 1A and seeing Ochaco about to leave. “Ochaco! Good luck!” He yelled, flashing a thumbs up.
“Thanks Deku!! I’ll see you in the semi-finals!” She called waving backwards as she walked away.
The match began soon after. It was a quick match, Yui was unable to utilize her quirk due to not having any sort of rubble or knick knacks to throw at her opponent, and with one touch Ochaco was able to push her out of the ring.
As Yaoyorozu got up to prepare for her match, something inside of him told Deku to stop the girl. “Yaomomo!” He called. When she stopped and turned around, a tight smile on her lips, he knew what to say. “Go fuck him up, you got this.” This seemed to steel whatever resolve was inside her as she nodded, going to the preparation room.
“So Midoriya, what can you tell me about these class 1B kids?” Kaminari asked, leaning on the greenette. Deku had retrieved his glasses and was currently studying the fights intently to make sure Izuku could fanboy about quirks when this was all done. When Izuku woke up again.
“Wouldn’t you like to know wheather boy,” Deku said, glancing away momentarily to gauge the boy’s reaction. It was hilarious to say the least. A loud cheer roared through the crowd as Yaomomo landed a nasty hit on Rin, nearly Penetrating his scales.
Ducking backwards, the girl barely dodged a barrage of scales that shot straight for her face. Pointing a bare foot toward her opponent, the girl generated a poll from said foot, it slamming into the 1B student and knocking him across the arena. Not wasting any time the girl propelled herself up by generating a poll from her back, launching forward and delivering a sick kick to the chinese boy’s skull, flinging him out of the arena. Deku smiled, she had taken his advice from the day before. Her quirk may not seem like it but it can be used much like Kamakiri’s does, as a way to propel her forward and make landing on her back less painful.
Once she was back in the stands, Deku poked ehr shoulder, smiling evily. “Hey Yaomomo~” he said, grinning.
“Y-yes Midoriya?” cam the hesitant reply.
“Can you make spider silk?” He asked, ready to take notes in his head. The girl looked perplexed, thinking for a second before nodding.
“Yeah…” Her face brightened as she realized what he was implying. “You want me to swing around like Sero!!” Nodding wickedly, Deku put his hand on her shoulder, smiling with a much less threatening aura this time.
“Yup, also, good work.” With one last glance over his shoulder he jumped off of the viewing area, Pushing on the floor to slow his decent, then Pulling on the wall to zoom forward, laughing loudly at the numerous gasps. It was his turn to fight after all.
Landing softly, he flashed a grin to the camera, stretching his body. Time to absolutely demolish the competition.