《A Melissa x Midoriya Fic》17: A Talk
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I walk towards the classroom and hear a familiar engine sound from behind me. "Midoriya. I see you also decided to leave before-" he says before we hear an explosion from the cafeteria and a familiar voice shouting and cussing. "That happens," he finishes his statement. "Yep. I hope when he said I owe him one he means a meal or something like that," I say with fear in my voice. "We both know that's not true Midoriya," he replies putting his hand on my shoulder. We walk to class just talking about random stuff.
Apparently, a lot of people were already in the classroom, including Mina, Shinso, Tsu, Yaoyorozu, Todoroki, and Uraraka. We were both surprised and just sat down. I noticed Shinso was already in his hero suit (His suit has the Artificial Vocal cords, binding cloth, and is a dark violet jump suit with golden lines around the torso and arms). "Hey Shinso, had training with Mr. Aizawa?" I ask looking back at him. "Yep, he said we were going to need them in class anyways so," he said taking a drink from his thermas.
Not long later, everyone was in the class and just waiting for Mr. Aizawa. He eventually comes in, rolling around in his sleeping bag like a turd in the wind (). He gets out when he has to get through the door and throws it aside. "Alright. As you can tell by Shinso in his suit, we are doing some training. And rough training at that. So get your suits and meet in Gamma. Cementoss, Midnight, Ectoplasm, and All Might will be teaching," he says groggily while getting back into his sleeping bag and taking out the suits.
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Everyone walks into Training room Gamma and everyone has their latest suit upgrades (). Cementoss has just finished the training grounds. It's the usual a lot of pillars and an Ectoplasm clone. Almost immediately, Kaminari goes for the highest pillar, which leaves everyone dumbfounded, even Shinso showed surprise. As everyone was going on their pillars, a giant flash of electricity fills the area, along with screaming. I notice Jiro whisper something into Yaoyorozu's ear and they both start laughing a bit. I immediately know what they were talking about. It was that Kaminari was taking out the pent up rage from Jiro and his breakup into his training. The flashes of lightning and screaming go on for a while and everyone is just watching it. It goes on way longer than his usual limit and murmurs spread across the training room.
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Now it's more of just watching a guy scream from over-using his quirk instead of training. Eventually it just turns into a pillar of lightning and it destroys the ceiling of the training room. Everyone just starts murmuring more as it keeps flashing over and over. Eventually it stops and Kaminari falls off the pillar. My first instinct is to run at 14% and grab him with Black Whip. Luckily I get to him before he hits any of the pillars, but he's out for the count and probably going to be for a while. We send him to Recovery Girl and just do some sparring for the time being. "Oi Deku! Time for you to pay me back," Bakugo yells from across the room cracking his knuckles and walking towards me. I send a jolt of lightning at him and use Black Whip to leap to another pillar. Bakugo leaps out of the way and sends an explosion my way. This goes on for a while until we both pass out from the damage we dealt each other.
Izuku told me to come over to their dormitory because Uraraka wanted to talk to me. Being excited to talk with Uraraka after so long. I practically skip over to the Hero Course dorms and look around for either Uraraka or Izuku, but I find both of them talking on the couch. He notices me and waves me over. I put down my bag and speed walk over to him. "Hey babe, as I said, Uraraka wanted to talk to you. So I'll leave you 2 alone," he says getting up and walking away to do homework. "So, whatcha want to talk about?" I ask while sitting down where Izuku sat.
"I just wanted to know how you were doing lately. Also, since our friendship has probably been a little strained by Deku and all that. So I just wanted to become better friends with you," she says in her usual bubbly tone. "Oh thank god. I thought you were going to black mail me into doing something crazy," I say with a relieved tone. "Why does everyone think that. I'm over Deku. My therapist may want me to set me up with her son. And I want to see where that goes," she says while looking up thinking. I just reply with an awkward hum and look around, "So, how are your studies lately?" "Pretty good. How's life in the Support Course?" "Pretty good, working on the new Full Gauntlet. Remember that, Izuku was wearing it during the expo."
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We just talk about random stuff and I can feel her goal of wanting to be friends again has been met. "Yeah, actually, my therapist said one of the ways I should try to cope with Deku and mine's break up is to try becoming friends with you. And I can truly say it worked. I can proudly say I am now over Deku," she says standing up into a heroic position. I just giggle and give her a slight clap. "So I can tell your therapist is a good one," I mention as she sits back down. "Yeah! She uses her quirk to help people. I find it really respectable and sounds like a fun time in all," she says explaining her therapist's quirk. We keep talking about basically anything and I was so close to mentioning something that would've ended a bit weirdly.
Izuku comes over and wraps his arms around my shoulders, "So. How are you ladies doing right now?" We nod as if to say, 'good' and he just sits next to me and starts watching what's on the news. Me and Uraraka do some inaudible talking and doing gossipy hand motions, Izuku looks over to us with a questioning look, "Are y'all talking about me?" he teases a bit. "No-o-o-o," we both say back even though neither of us knew what either of us said.
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