Spacetime Anomaly: MHA Fanfic

Chapter 8.3: An Odd Way Of Socializing

With the Quirk Apprehension Test completed and the results announced, Aizawa dismissed his class to return to their homeroom and pick up their timetables and other academic doc.u.ments they would need for the rest of the year. The students were told to change out of their gym uniforms first and on the way to the locker rooms, Izuku had his first of many interactions with the boys of Class 1-A.

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Kaminari, one of the boys who underperformed during the Quirk Apprehension Test due to the nature of his Quirk not assisting him physically in any way shape or form, asked, "Bro, Midoriya, what the hell kind of Quirk do you have?" He practically bumped shoulders with the green-haired boy as they walked to the locker room.

"Honestly, such an absurd ability… I'm half-surprised you're not already famous," Sero, another boy with tape dispensers integrated into his elbows, commented.

The rest of the boys, eager to learn more about their class' dark star, had their interest piqued and their movements slowed in an effort to best hear Izuku explain himself. Shock wasn't enough to describe what was felt by those that heard Izuku explain he didn't have a Quirk, but rather a seemingly limitless potential to control Space and Time. By the time he finished explaining all there was for them to understand about his power, the group of boys had made it inside the locker room.

Izuku was down to his u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r, walking over to one of the showers to freshen up — despite the Quirk Apprehension Test barely causing him to break a sweat, he'd rather be fresh and clean after all of his workouts; small or not — when from the corner of his eye he caught sight of the class' shortest member, Mineta, staring at him with an eerie fire in his eyes.

"Is there something on my body?" Izuku asked, bemused as his Spatial Awareness would suggest otherwise.

He almost fell over when Mineta said, "Something? Don't you mean everything?! What the hell is your body made of? Marble?" Ah, Izuku just realized… that look, it as actually envy. He couldn't even find the words to reply as anything and everything he thought of saying would only further this pointless conversation.

Or it would have, had Eijiro Kirishima, a boy whose Quirk let his body Harden to nigh-indestructibility, not added, "Bro, that's so manly! To actually keep your body at that level despite the nature of your Quir- I mean Esper powers… Could you share your training methods with me?!"

"S-sure..." Izuku shrugged his shoulders and entered the shower, the only thing he brought with him was a spare set of u.n.d.e.r.w.e.a.r to change into. As he let cold water cleanse his mildly sweaty body, the passion he had sealed away for over ten years started resurfacing as he couldn't help but start thinking of ways to help his new classmates develop their Quirks. This spark had been relit when he started training with Mina as the girl's company made his training time marginally less monotonous, but now that spark was picking up momentum; developing into small embers.

A couple of minutes later, Izuku returned, dry, to his locker and put on his formal U.A. uniform. As he was finishing buttoning up his jacket, Kirishima arrived next to him, still slightly steaming. Izuku took this moment to ask, "Say, Kirishima-san… about your Quirk, can you change the shape your body hardens into?"

"Huh?"

"I mean, I didn't get to see your Quirk in action during the Quirk Apprehension Test since it didn't particularly help you. I was just wondering, since your Quirk sharpens your body and since every time you transformed it was slightly different… Could you hypothetically decide how your Quirk sharpens your body?"

"Uh… I don't know? Never really thought about it. Why?"

"Oh, you know… If you could control it, you'd instantly gain a layer of versatility. Say for instance you Hardened your arm. The difference in you being able to control it would allow you to form a sharp blade out of a chop or a blocky mace out of a fist; each useful in different situations."

Izuku just threw the idea out there as Kirishima was one of the friendliest people he had met so far today. He didn't expect his classmate to be able to seamlessly transform his hands into nigh-identical replicas of the blades and blunt objects he had suggested as a potential boost to his Quirk in just under a minute of practice.

Like this, Izuku began acquiring friends or at the very least becoming formally acquainted with the boys in Class 1-A. An idea would be suggested and at the very least, he would have a reason to talk to everyone. The act was entirely subconscious as never had the intention of getting on anyone's good graces; he simply wanted to provide useful insight if anything.

Later, after returning to his classroom, the same process eventually landed him next to the girls. Though, by that point, as they were back in a classroom setting, Izuku remained quiet only speaking after Aizawa dismissed them for the day. As was the case, people started heading home and thus Izuku had to decide who to approach first. He was already working with Mina, Toru practically ran away the moment Aizawa called it quits for the day, and most of the other could be approached some other day.

Thinking through the unending stream of questions and suggestions he had simply from what he had seen his classmates pull off during the Quirk Apprehension, Izuku slumped over on his chair; eyes nearly bloodshot as it'd been a long time since he was this excited. He even pulled out a new notebook and began to scribble down furiously; under Time Distortion no less.

He was about five pages in, when from behind, he heard quaint and bubbly, "Midoriya! Whacha doing~"

Nearly jumped out of his seat, Izuku snapped his neck fl.i.c.k.i.n.g it over to glance at who had called for him. The action would have seemed borderline horrific had Izuku not been smiling and emanating the aura of someone who hit the jackpot. "Uraraka-san," He barely stifled his scream of joy, "Do you need something?"

"Nope~" She glanced over his shoulder to see the notebook he had been filling. Confused, considering there wasn't any assignment giving out today, she asked. "This is..."

"Oh! This is just a notebook I keep to write down my observations on other's Quirks. It's still relatively new since I got it specifically for our class."

"Ohhhhh? Do you have an entry for me~" It was disconcerting how flirtatious and disarming her bubbly voice was.

"Actually," Izuku's eyes shined as he thanked whatever god there existed for giving him this chance so early on, "Since we share powers over gravity, I was going to ask you if you wanted to schedule a day to meet up and experiment."

"Experiment? Phhhh, Midoriya! You sly dog! Never would have taken you for a player~" Kaminari's boisterous laughter and Mineta's accompanying… gestures… certainly confused Izuku more than they could possibly imagine. But eventually, he caught on as he wasn't dense to the point of dimming his intelligence.

Ignoring the odd looks most of those still in the classroom gave him, Uraraka's fl.u.s.tered expression striking with the most emotion, Izuku calmly clarified, "I'm sure I can help her figure out a way to increase her weight limit if I studied her Quirk using my Spatial Awareness and she could teach me how to nullify gravity or at the very least how to reduce it." The sincerity gushing from his face was borderline insulting. After all, both he and Uraraka were at that age where it was common to find the other s.e.x attractive. To not even show a hint of emotion at the thought of being paired to do... questionable things… He was basically announcing to the class that he had no attraction towards her.

"Really?" Uraraka asked, her flushed face was slowly coming back down to a normal color.

"Of course! Who knows, maybe your Quirk is more than simple gravity nullification! I can't be certain since I haven't taken the best look available, I'd need your consent before I studied all your secrets with my Spatial Awareness," in the heat of the moment, he forgot the lascivious double meaning behind his words. Alas, everyone already keen to such intentions due to Kaminari and Mineta was now confused. Was Izuku serious? Was he joking? He was simply impossible to understand; especially considering this was the first day they were all interacting with him.

"I… I don't know..." Uraraka thoughtlessly blurted out. She quickly corrected herself telling Izuku they could meet up during the weekend before she took her leave. Not at all bothered by her abrupt departure, Izuku silently rose a clenched fist in expression of victory. Rather pleased, Midoriya too headed out of the classroom to return home. He almost couldn't wait for tomorrow to come; almost...