"Alright, let's get this over with. I will let you start since you're the emotional one here." I tell Shouta. You know you have a weird relationship when the least emotional person in the classroom is the most sensitive in the room.

For those who need an update:

I faked suicide.

Shouta forced me to come to Hound Dog, the councilor.

Now, Hound Dog left me at the mercy of the emo hobo who can't take care of himself and is in Dadzawa mode in front of me.

Don't ask me how that works.

Or Dadzilla mode? Sounds more badass, at least!

"Are you seriously going to make jokes now of all times?" Shouta asks.

"Um, yes." I ain't going to lie. He sighs.

"Do you realize the emotional consequences of your actions?"

"No, because that is not running through my mind when it comes to people. What runs through my mind is 'okay, what way can save the most lives and prevent the least amount of damage?' You can always heal a broken heart, but not a broken body. Well, except if you cry yourself to dehydration. Natural selection, I guess." It's true! Fuck emotions!

"This was a stimulation, Izuku. Nobody was going to die. You could have come up with something. You're smarter than that." This is pissing me off because I did what I had to do. My hands were tied behind my back here! I take a deep breath, stand up, and start wandering. Shouta gets up to lock the door, then returns to his seat.

Bitch, you think I can't unlock a door?

"Um, you put me with a partner who injured me, will not listen to me, and I had to protect. Still burns by the way! My opponent has the strongest quirk in the world. All my technology items but my shoes were confiscated. The doors of the businesses in the arena were locked. AND TO TOP THE FUCKING CAKE, I DON'T HAVE A QUIRK! SO TELL ME, SHOUTA, WHAT WOULD YOU HAVE DONE IN MY SITUATION IF YOU WERE STRIPPED OF EVERYTHING YOU HAD? NO SCARF, NO QUIRK, AND A KILLING PARTNER!" By the end, I am screaming at the top of my lungs.

Let's be honest, Shouta has less of a chance than me. I care about him, but I'm telling the truth! NOBODY, AND I MEAN NOBODY, CAN FIGHT ALL MIGHT HEAD TO HEAD NO MATTER HOW TALENTED THEY ARE, THEY WOULD NOT WIN! THE ONLY REASON SHOUTA HAS A CHANCE IS BECAUSE HE CAN REMOVE HIS ULTRA-POWERED QUIRK! AND, IN THIS SITUATION, SHOUTA DOESN'T HAVE IT!

Shouta doesn't respond. He is looking down like he is running over the most massive equation in his head.

I take a moment to calm down, then ask with a smirk, "Any answers?"

"I would not have done that for sure. Wipe that look off your face."

"Because you have come up with nothing! We can't be emotional on the battlefield, sir! We have to do what we have to do! What did you think I would do? Face him head-on? I'm more likely to die there! Do my typical stupidity? Nope, because I know for a fact that you guys would have warned him of anything I would have done! Bet! Throw Cementoss's babies at him? Nope! " I start chuckling. I can't take this seriously.

"Shut up for a moment, Izuku," Shouta states, glaring at me.

"I have a feeling we are about to do a complete topic change."

"Izuku, please..." There is a specific tone in his voice that makes me go quiet. I don't know what it is because I don't understand emotions, but there is something there. For two minutes, it remains silent as I wander around the room.

Yes, I counted. To give you an idea, I already know where this is going. Meanwhile, Shouta is contemplating life choices. If you're talking to me, I bet you would be. I decide that I have a life to live outside of this room and start. I have suffered Nezu's shit too much to not know what this is about.

"This has nothing to do with the actual 'faking suicide' thing, does it? It's all about reactions. Specifically, your reaction." Shouta looks up with his same neutral expression. He is not arguing it, so I must be near, right? I continue, " That hurt you emotionally, didn't it? Even though you act like you have none?"

"This is not in your place to talk about," Shouta states harshly. Damn, I'm right on the bullet. Is this totally going to become an emotional moment nobody asked for?

You bet, bitches!

"I AM OFFENDED! I figured it out, didn't I? I may struggle with emotions besides drama; however, that doesn't mean I'm heartless. Wait, I am to most people. You are not most people, Shouta! Talk! Even my dumbass knows that you have to communicate! I don't give a damn what the papers say, you are my best friend here. Talk to me as your equal."

Shouta sighs," It reminded me of the USJ." That makes me stop, turning to look at him.

"Why?"

"When you attacked the Nomu, it was like watching a close friend walk into death's arms." I sigh as the scene flashes before my eyes. I mean, for the bullshit I pull, you would think that a more traumatizing experience would override that.

But nope, that is still the worst! All because Shouta was involved. Sure, he was involved in the Stain incident too, but he was paralyzed temporarily. Here, he could have died if I didn't step in.

Oh, and I killed something there!

"Izuku?"

"Alright, I get it." I simply tell him.

"I should not have brought that up."

"It's fine, Shouta. Didn't realize it brought that up. Thank you for making me aware." Yes, I can be serious.

"Are you okay?"

"I am fine!" Suddenly, I feel myself being pulled towards him as he wraps his arms around my shoulders. Yeah, no, "Shouta, let me go!"

"Nope."

"I will kick you in the balls."

"And I will kick back twice as hard."

I will be honest. I did kick Shouta. Then, I ran out of the door! I need to come up with a game plan. First, have fun with him by aggravating him. After that, I need to escape this hell. I should be safe. I will probably go to Mom's tonight, so I don't have to deal with him for the weekend. I need to sneak out of UA or hide with Nezu.

"MIDORIYA!"

Shit, out of UA it is! The good news is that I have been working out with Stain's routine instead of my own! You see, I focus on both strength and speed. Stain's method is ALL speed. This can be turned into an advantage if you can use speed as a strength!

Back to running, I take a sharp right and slam myself into the bathroom. Weird, I hate going into bathrooms, yet they save me from Shouta.

Wait...what is that sound?

FUCK, TOO PREDICTABLE! SHOUTA FIGURED ME OUT AFTER A SEMESTER OF HIDING IN BATHROOMS!

Without a second thought, I throw myself into a stall to avoid the ribbons dancing around me. I grab the stall door to close it on his face; however, Shouta manages to kick it back at me.

Shit. I don't want to die like this! Welp, this won't be much fun anymore!

When Shouta tries to grab my wrist, I take the chance. I fall on my bag and roll under the gap of the stall to the stall next over. I can hear him yell in anguish as I jump up, dash out, and try to escape. I'm too fucking slow as I feel the ribbons wrap my wrists together. It causes me to almost fall, but I have decent balance, so I saved myself from face-planting on that disgusting bathroom floor again. I turn myself to face him.

I'm already having to bleach myself here with the previous stunt. I don't want to make it worse.

"Finally, I got you," Shouta mutters as he approaches, " I give you credit for trying."

Do you seriously think I'm going to give up that easily? Sorry Nezu, I will pay for this later.

When he gets close enough, using my right foot, I do a kick to the left. As expected, Shouta ducks because he has no time to rebound. My foot slams into the mirror, causing it to shatter all over the floor and us. He had to let go to cover his face from glass. He didn't get injured from my stupidity, thank above!

Meanwhile, I couldn't protect myself, and I have a regular school uniform compared to Shouta's specially made costume, so those little bitches cut through. I look for the biggest piece because I can't undo the make-shift handcuffs. I bend down, turn around, and grab the bit to start trying to cut through the scarf.

COME ON, YOU BITCH! CUT THROUGH! YOU ALREADY CUT MY HANDS, YOU FUCKER!

"Izuku, stop! This is too far!" Shouta suddenly growls, ripping the piece out of my hand and throwing aside. Then he grabs me and pins me to the wall. I can hear him trying to catch his breath as he speaks once more, "Do you have any self-restraint?!"

"Nope!" Everyone knows I don't!

"Dang it, Izuku. Can you come up with some?" Funny fact: before school started, he said, 'damn.' Since I moved in with him, he has tried to censor his language. He is probably hoping I will at least limit my cursing, but that hasn't happened yet!

"I'm showing self-restraint right now."

"How?" I smirk to that response.

"I haven't said kinky yet for what you are doing." Shouta pinches the bridge of his nose with his free hand.

"I walked into that, didn't I?"

"Yes." He spins me around to pull me back into our previously interrupted hug. I'm not even going to bother fighting him on it this time.

"You actually like hugs, don't you?" Like I'm going to admit that out loud.

"No."

"Can't convince me otherwise."

"I will find a way to get out of this if you continue."

"Please don't."

. . .

"At least I know you are actually gay now!" If dating Hizashi didn't prove anything, that is.

"I don't know why I allow myself to take care of you."

"Me either!"

We don't get the chance to continue when the bathroom door suddenly slams open to reveal Hizashi. The moment he sees us, he takes a deep breath and instantly calms down. I watch his eyes search the room. That's when he notices the broken glass on the floor.

"What happened?!" Before I get a chance to explain, Shouta decides to take the wheel.

"We were having a moment, and the brat decided to ruin it by running in here. Then, he broke the mirror in an attempt to escape again." Hold the phone! I try to pull back from him only to feel him grip the back of my head to slam me into his chest to shut me up.

Like that is going to stop me!

I scream, " You should not have hugged me then!" Hizashi's laughing cuts us off.

"You two really are like brothers. Like, super close brothers."

"Yeah yeah, tell your mate to let me go, " I hear a 'click' sound, " Hizashi, I will hack your phone and delete that."

"But it's cute! And you just referred to him as Sho!"

"I WANT OUT OF THIS HOUSE! EVERYONE IS TURNING AGAINST ME!"

"Anyway, you need to tell the class about their exam grades. Everything is graded."

Shouta tells him a quick 'thank you' as lets go of me for a moment. For a moment are the keywords here.

He drags me with him to Recovery Girl first to heal my injuries (she is salty) and then back to the class. This gets a bunch of looks. I would not be surprised if they thought we were an illegal couple or some shit.

After Shouta releases me from his scarf, he goes on to tell the results.

---

Good news: Everyone passed the written exam!

Bad news: Five people fucked up the practical exam! If you need a reminder of who, it was Sero, Kirishima, Sato, Ashido, and Kaminari!

Don't worry, though, because they are still going to the training camp! They are just going to suffer more!

During that time of Shouta explaining all that bullshit, I was able to organize all the notes about the exam and make them more professional. The whole thing ended up taking an entire notebook, so I think I did my job. After he told the class about the news, he went to sleep.

"Izuku! Why weren't you ever mentioned?" Uraraka asks as she walks over by me. Yeah, I'm not part of the class ranking yet.

"Nezu hasn't completed my exams because I'm meant to be more hands-on. He is doing an analysis portion, and then he is doing something else. No idea what it is. He is even considering a third part."

"Sounds like you have your work cut out for you! You have to consider preparations to go to the camp too!" Thinking about it, she is right.

"Should be easy! Everybody here is going to be suffering at the camp while I run around stalking everybody." Everybody looks at me when I make that comment.

Momo asks, "Do you know what the camp is about?" Oh yeah, I'm not supposed to know! I guess I can make it seem more minor than it is.

"All this year, us heroes-in-training have been working on forming strategies, teamwork, and hero ethics. Basically, we have been working on the mental parts of our bodies. While we have worked on our bodies, obviously, we have not specifically worked on them. That is why we are going to camp. We are going to work on our bodies and quirk. What else would it be?"

"Sometimes, I forget that you are supposed to be smart. You always act childish and ridiculous." Momo states.

I swear the whole world is against me today! The whole class goes silent. I can't help but start chuckling darkly.

"I mean, you aren't wrong. However, overlooking something like that could be dangerous for you and the people surrounding you. Stupidity can always be an act. Someone can attempt to act smart, but it will always crash to the ground. When it crashes, all hell will break loose."

"Oui, shut up, Deku! You literally had to fake suicide to pass the practicals!" Oh oh oh, what do we have here? Bakugo speaking up?

"Says the same boy who attacked their teammate. I will be honest that I did lead you there before you start screaming otherwise. However, you don't listen to me. I had to work with what I got. I got a noisy boy, so I used him!"

Surprisingly enough, Bakugo does not attack me. Sure, he has explosions going off in his hands, but it is an improvement! He must have gotten in trouble for striking me. That should have already happened with the anger issues classes. I will say that he has calmed down a little. An average person wouldn't notice, but being the receiving end of attacks, he has calmed down. He is attacking way less. As if plot convenience is on my side, the intercom comes on.

"Midoriya Izuku, please report to Principal Nezu's office at this time."

"I will be taking my leave now! Bye-bye!" Without another word, I dash out and head to the office.

---

Jeez, I swear this chapter is hopping all over the place. Wait, I'm not supposed to be saying that. Whoops!

Well, I'm in Nezu's office and sitting across from him.

"I have the second part of your exam ready, Izuku. As principal of one of the most prestigious schools in Japan, I am allowed to send one student to represent us to I-Island for I-Expo. I'm going to assume you know what I-Island is considering your background?" How could I not!? My eyes fricken sparkle!

"Um, yes?! I-Island is a technological paradise for someone like me, and I-Expo is a show-off event for them!"

"In your terms, yes. You will be sent to represent UA." Wait, what?

"Uh, sir, isn't there ANYBODY else better to send then me? I literally cause trouble. It's like my second nature."

"That is exactly why you are going! Not only are you one of our most promising students in the school ever, but it will also force you to have to control yourself!"

"That sounds like an actual nightmare. You are going to throw me into a place I can literally hack over and not expect me to cause trouble? The agony!"

"If Aizawa was on the line, would you?" Hold up, what?

"He will be fine! He has survived this long for the shit he gets himself into!" Nezu face-palms with his paw.

"I should have known better. I am not finished. Your main goal is to stay out of trouble, but you will be going with a hero that teaches here. I will not be telling you who, but you must remain at their side a majority of the time. Now, there are three things I want you to bring with you to present at this event. CAT has created a huge uproar for how technologically advanced it is, so CAT is coming with you. I would like you to bring the Nanobots as well. Finally, you must choose the final gear you will present. Please don't choose something asinine."

Well shit. First off, I hope I get a teacher I like. Second, I will need to focus on the Nanobots to get those suckers finished. The Nanobots can do their job, but I guess my final project could be the wings, as those are my most prominent gear after CAT. I have been working on those to do something else, so it doesn't sit on a log all day. I have questions to ask before I get too far in my own head.

"How much time do I have?" I ask as I lean back in my chair.

"You have two days, then you leave in the morning!"

CRASH!

Yes, I fell out of the fucking chair! Two days?! Sure, I have too much free time but come on! Yes, the Nanobots are mostly done, but I need a large quantity of them to do their job efficiently!

"Are you okay, Izuku?"

"No! The Nanobots haven't even been tested as a group yet!"

"If anyone can figure it out, it would be you!" Yeah, I can figure this out if I leave before he starts rambling about ethics again. I quickly stood up, fix the chair, and begin to walk out. That is until Nezu starts up, " We are not done here, Izuku! I need you to make sure your public costume is in shape as you will be wearing that to the event. Also, you will be going to Midnight to pick out a tuxedo right now."

"Tuxedo?"

"You will be going to a special event. You were specifically invited to that." Geez. I will appreciate the fact that I got Nemuri, though. She has a fashion sense.

"Are we done? I'm limited on time here, Nezu."

"You are free to go! Have fun!"

Welp, this will only go so far wrong!