"Even though we don't have the one million point band... w-we still have to be careful, Izuku-san, Katsuki-kun and me has high point bands-"

"Okay I get it! I'll make up to it!" Shinso groans, kind of upset that he was kind of pretty far behind, "I'll be ontop, my quirk is better suited up there than down here- you all fine there? Yamikumo?" Shinso asks as he got ontop of them.

"Don't worry, I'm... I'm stronger than I look..."

"Izuku? You've been sick the past few days-"

"And soon I'll be sick of you if you don't think we can handle it."

"Rude."

"You know, we don't actually have defensive and offensive quirks here aside from Yamikumo's."

"I can make explosions if I throw my sweat to the fire! It's really explosive!"

"We know."

They quickly got ready, Katsuki was on the front, Yamikumo and Izuku were on the sides and Shinso was on top. The moment Present Mic screamed go, everyone lunged at the ten million points band, they don't really want to get mixed in with those and end up getting their headband snatched so they went away from the teams but-

"YOU COWARDS! WHERE THE SHIT ARE YOU FUCKING GOING?!"

"Oh no." Izuku says, rolling his eyes, tired of his shit already.

"You know I'm not one to ever insinuate murder but can we? Please? The bratty little fuck needs it." Yamikumo whispers to them as they avoid Bakugou's explosions.

"Haha, let's not discuss this in school! We might get caught!" Katsuki laughs, batting an arm covered with a thick sheet of explosive sweat and batted it at Katsuki just as the blond made an explosion- causing it to explode on their faces. Bakugou screams as they get away.

"You can produce sweat when you need to?" Izuku asks to Katsuki who nods.

"Yep! Pretty disgusting but it works well against firey people like him! Literally!" Katsuki chirps, "Hey Izuku! Let's go out on a date after this okay? Me, you and Yamikumo!"

"...Eh?"

"The heck are you guys talking about down there-"

"Oh you can come too!"

"Come where?"

"On our date! Me, Izuku and Yami-chan are going to go out on a date! Wanna come?"

"...Sure."

"Great! The more the merrier!"

"I'm not sure this is how date works..." Yamikumo mutters.

"It's fine! We'll still have lots of fun, that's what matters, right?"

"I think this should be called a hang out instead?" Izuku offers.

"Nope! It's a date!" Katsuki insists. "We'll all kiss at the end of the day, so it's a date!"

"A hang out with kissing at the end." Shinso nods, "Got it."

"It's a date!"

"Keep telling yourself that."

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Aizawa isn't a dog, but he's minutes away from growling at the teen who was making funny faces at Toshinori for a long while now, literally right infront of his face, it's irritating- he should've agreed to be up there with Hizashi, it's so annoying.

Now he's doing magic tricks- mediocre magic tricks that honestly just looks like a comedy act then he stops and sits down.

Suddenly he phases through his body, looking like he was absorbed as he disappears. Toshinori stilled, his eyes going completely black before his skin turns into an uncomfortable shade of grey. No one was looking- too enamoured by the event going down in the cavalry battle but Aizawa can't take his eyes off as those once blue pupils relighted again and the complexion of almost tan returns.

Then Toshinori smiles and waves at him, looking like he normally is.

"Is there something on my face?" He asks, but Aizawa knew better.

"...Nothing." Aizawa says, looking away.

"Do you like it?"

"Like what?"

"My face, of course." He says tenderly, Aizawa tries not to lurch, okay the teen has definitely taken over, there's no way Toshinori would say that when the man has been downing bottles of alcohol like water these past few days because he misses his son.

"What, getting cocky cause I saw a bug on your face but was too polite to point it out?"

"Now now, if that bug was named handsome then there is no need to be shy to point it out."

"Too bad it was named ugly instead." Aizawa squints, Toshinori only laughs.

"You wound me so, my dear friend."

"And soon you'll be really wounded if you don't stop trying to flirt with me."

"How mean, Aizawa-kun, perhaps I can make it up to you with a dinner or two?"

"Stop trying to catch a date with me too."

"It's only for food!"

"You don't eat."

"But you do, that's why I'm taking you out for dinner! You eat way too many ramen packs for your own good, don't worry, I'm sure my pay will be enough for whatever you want, what do you say?"

"...It's free food." Aizawa shrugs.

"Good good, I'm glad you came to an agreement with me, shall I ready the wedding by next month?"

"Excuse me?"

"I was just kidding, I plan to have years with you before I try proposing but please ready your best yes for it already, I know you can be quite non-chalant and dismissive but it would not hurt to try for once-"

Aizawa walks away, Toshinori laughs as he follows after him.

"I was joking!"

"Where was the joke? You?"

"Hm, how mean, but seriously, please have dinner with me."

"...Free food."

"Yes, there will be free food there."

Aizawa supposes he can ignore this for now, because free food.

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"You fucker! I'll kill you all! Just so you fucking wait-!" Yamikumo screams as he kicks Monoma hard on the shin before he breathes out fire on him- a bad idea when your opponent was covered in sweat with the quirk he just borrowed from Katsuki.

Katsuki, Izuku and Shinso only watched, sweat dripping down ( except Katsuki who is trying his damnest to make sure he's not sweating ) as Yamikumo's more aggressive side showed. Practically screaming at everyone and spitting fire just because he can, he has stolen them more than enough bands without Shinso's help or anyone's help, at all. It was honestly kind of scary to see the shy, sputtering teen turn into whatever this is as his competitive spirit caught up, hard.

"Okay, who's next on my death list huh?! Anyone else wanna fucking tussle?!" Yamikumo screams at those who's staring at them, seemingly was planning to snatch their bands back before they turned and ran to Shoto instead who was still defending the ten million points band, Yamikumo screams and laughs as they all run away.

"Yeah that's right fuckers! Know your place!"

"...Is he usually like this?" Izuku whispers to Katsuki. Katsuki nods.

"Y-Yeah- I just didn't expect him to Uh- you know, break into this when there's so many people watching- he usually gets so embarrassed and cute afterwards." Katsuki says but he seems to be lying about the part on the end.

"Oi you fucker, stop being so goddamn loud!" Bakugou screams.

"How about you fucking shut your disgusting mouth up! You kiss your mother with a tongue like that?!"

"What the fuck are you implying you dipshit?!"

"Exactly what it means! Don't tell me that your pathetic little brain is too stupid to catch up on that!"

"Oh you fucker- you wanna fucking fight?!"

"Why the shit would I want to fight if I know I was going to win anyways?!"

"Oh no." Izuku drawls on, "they found each other, a match made in hell itself." His face soured.

"Shinso, calm him down, please-"

"Yami-"

"WHAT THE FUCK IS IT CAN'T YOU SEE IM BUSY-"

"Calm down." And the ravennette instantly did.

"Hey what the fuck?! I was talking to that little shit!" Bakugou screams, almost whining. Oh no Bakugou actually liked talking to him like that?

"Oh fuck- ugh I'll just go- catch you later losers!" Bakugou says, instantly ignoring that. Seriously? He liked talking to Yamikumo like that?

"O-Oh no! I-I can't believe I d-did that...." Yamikumo mutters, red flooding his cheeks as he hid his face in his hands.

"Hey hey, it's fine, you were a little bit competitive-"

"You don't need to lie! I-I-I was- I was horrible!" He whines.

"Stop whining!" Bakugou yells.

"OH YOU PIECE OF SHIT I'LL FUCKING WHINE WHEN I FUCKING WANT TO-!"

"Oh no..." Izuku sighs, here we go again.