MHA: Bat to the Future: The Other Midoriya

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A loud beep came from Aizawa's device. He glanced at the screen. "Four hundred and three meters."

The field went silent for a second. Then:

"Damn," Kaminari muttered, wide-eyed. "That's… insane."

Kirishima let out a low whistle. "Manly as hell, though."

I stepped out of the circle, shrugging like it was no big deal. "What can I say? I'm just built different."

Bakugo stormed toward the circle, shoving past me with enough force to rattle my shoulder. "Built different, my ass," he growled. "Move over. I'll show you how it's done."

Aizawa raised a hand to stop Bakugo in his tracks. "Get back in line. That was just a demonstration. We're starting with the 50-meter dash."

Bakugo froze, glaring at him. "Tch. Whatever." He stomped back to his spot, hands stuffed in his pockets, sparks still flickering from his palms.

Aizawa didn't wait for any more protests. "Pair up. You'll run side by side. First pair, Midoriya and Iida."

Izuku flinched, his eyes darting to me. "W-which one?"

Aizawa sighed. "Stutter. You're up."

Iida adjusted his glasses, his posture stiff as always. "Understood, Sensei." He turned to Izuku. "Let us give it our best effort."

Izuku nodded quickly. "Y-yeah!"

They stepped up to the starting line. Iida crouched down like he was ready to launch into next week. Izuku, meanwhile, looked like he was trying to figure out where his feet were supposed to go.

Aizawa hit the stopwatch. "Go."

Iida shot forward, engines roaring as he took off like a bullet. Izuku followed a split second later, moving faster than I expected. Looked like his quirk problem was under control for now—no bone snapping, no face-planting. He wasn't as fast as Iida, but he wasn't embarrassing himself either.

Iida reached the finish line in 3.04 seconds, slowing down with the kind of precision that screamed "nerd." Izuku crossed a moment later at 4.12 seconds, panting but smiling.

"Decent," Aizawa muttered, jotting it down. "Next pair."

The runs went by quickly. Kaminari tripped halfway through his dash, blaming it on "static interference." Kirishima barreled through like a freight train, yelling something about manliness. Sero's tape helped him keep balance but didn't do much for his speed. Mineta… well, Mineta looked like he was being chased by his own regrets.

Finally, it was my turn. Aizawa called me up alongside Bakugo. The guy was practically vibrating with energy, his hands sparking as he glared at me.

"This'll be fun," I said, stepping up to the line.

"Shut up," Bakugo growled.

Aizawa's hand hovered over the stopwatch. "Ready. Go."

Bakugo blasted off immediately, explosions propelling him forward. I followed, not bothering with any theatrics. My boosted stats did the work for me, carrying me across the finish line in 4.11 seconds—just ahead of Bakugo's 4.13.

Bakugo spun around, furious. "What the hell?! You're cheating, aren't you?!"

"Using my quirk," I corrected, brushing imaginary dust off my shoulder. "Isn't that the point?"

"Enough," Aizawa said, not even looking up from his clipboard. "Next event. Grip strength."

We moved to the grip strength testers, and the results were about what you would expect. Shoji crushed his test with a ridiculous score, his extra arms giving him an obvious advantage. Sato's sugar-fueled strength wasn't far behind. Bakugo got a solid score, though he looked ready to explode again when mine came in just slightly higher. I didn't even have to try that hard; Limit Breaker carried me through.

"Next," Aizawa said, leading us to the standing long jump.

Mina cleared the sandpit with ease, her acid giving her a boost mid-air. Uraraka floated across like it was nothing, her quirk making her look more like a balloon than a human. I jumped far enough to make a solid impression but didn't bother trying to break any records. No point in showing off every time.

The repeated side steps were chaotic. Kaminari kept tripping over his own feet, and Mineta was the first with bouncing between two balls. 

The ball throw came next, and Bakugo practically threw himself at the circle, eager to prove something. He wound up, launched the ball, and sent it flying with a deafening explosion. Aizawa checked the screen. "705 meters."

Bakugo smirked, turning to me. "Beat that, asshole."

I stepped up, tossing the ball casually in one hand. "Relax, Boom Boom. It's not a competition."

"Like hell it's not," he snapped.

"Next," Aizawa called, moving us along before Bakugo could explode.

The distance run was straightforward. Most of the class was panting by the end, but my stamina stat kept me going without breaking a sweat. Izuku held his own, his quirk giving him a noticeable edge. Iida, of course, made everyone else look like they were jogging.

The seated toe-touch and sit-ups were uneventful. Most of us got decent scores, though Mineta spent more time complaining than actually doing the exercises. Aizawa didn't even bother scolding him; he just made a note on his clipboard.

By the time we finished, everyone was looking a little worse for wear—except for me, obviously. Bakugo was still glaring at me like he wanted to set me on fire, while Izuku looked relieved that he made it through without breaking anything.

Aizawa finally looked up from his clipboard, addressing the group. "Alright, that's enough. Results will be posted later. For now, go back to class."

"What about the expulsion thing?" someone asked nervously.

"Yeah, what's the deal with that?" Kaminari added, glancing around. "Is someone really getting kicked out?"

Aizawa yawned. "No. It was a logical ruse to motivate you."

The collective sigh of relief was almost deafening.

"Don't get comfortable," Aizawa added. "If you start slacking, I won't hesitate to drop you. Now go."

We trudged back to the classroom, everyone too tired to talk much. Izuku shot me a grateful look, clearly relieved that his quirk hadn't been an issue. I just smirked, giving him a thumbs-up.

I walked to the front of the class and waved at the pink girl. We had met during the entrance exam—she even KS'd me. She waved back. Then, I turned to Uraraka. Damn, she was cute.

"Hello, everyone," I said, loud enough to get their attention. "It is I, Ryuu Midoriya, the charming classmate you all have been blessed with. And I believe it is high time we met. And by 'we,' I mean the girls and me."

The reactions were instant.

"Damn, dude," Kaminari snickered. "That was smooth as sandpaper."

Mina grinned. "Wow, straight to the point. I respect it."

"Why only the girls?" Sero asked, smirking.

"Because, my tape-spitting friend, life is too short to waste on sausage fests," I said, stepping forward.

Mina grinned, tilting her head. "Charming, huh? Confident much?"

"Confidence is just knowing the truth before everyone else does," I said, leaning slightly on a desk. "Speaking of, we already met during the exam. You still owe me an apology for that kill-steal."

"I owe you nothing," she shot back, crossing her arms. "You were too slow."

"Or maybe you were too desperate for an easy point," I countered.

She rolled her eyes but smirked. "Alright, fine, fine. Next time, I'll let you get crushed and see how that works out for you."

"See? Now we're bonding," I said, turning to Uraraka. "And you, miss gravity—what do you think? Is it charming, or is my brother here outshining me?"

Uraraka blinked. "Huh? Freckles?" She glanced at him, then back at me. "I mean, he's nice, but you've got a different kind of… uh—"

"Go on," I prompted, enjoying how her eyes darted around.

"Confidence?" she finished, sounding unsure if it was a compliment or an insult.

"Exactly. Someone gets it," I said, gesturing toward Uraraka like she had just won a prize. "Seriously though, let's go and get to know each other. Karaoke, anyone?"

Mina perked up immediately. "Oh, hell yeah! First day bonding? I'm down."

Kirishima grinned. "Sounds manly as hell! I'm in!"

Kaminari leaned forward. "Wait, wait, are we talking, like, a full-on karaoke joint or someone's living room with bad YouTube instrumentals?"

"Depends," I said, smirking. "You got a problem with making a fool of yourself in public?"

"Bro, I live for that," Kaminari shot back.

"Then we're going to an actual place," I said, rolling my shoulders. "None of that 'sing into a hairbrush at home' bullshit."

"Real question," Sero cut in. "Can anyone here actually sing, or are we just going to be screaming into mics like a bunch of dying cats?"

"Confidence over skill," I said. "Karaoke law."

"Yeah, tell that to the poor bastard who has to hear you," Bakugo muttered.

"Like you've got room to talk," I shot back. "Bet you only know how to scream through songs."

Bakugo's eye twitched. "I will kill you."

"Not before the second verse," I said, smirking.

Mina clapped her hands. "Alright, so that's four of us in! Who else?"

Uraraka hesitated, then shrugged. "Sounds fun."

"Glasses?" I asked, just to see what he would do.

Predictably, he adjusted his glasses. "I do not believe—"

"Great, you're coming," I interrupted, moving on before he could finish.

"Wait—!"

"Too late. Anyone else?"

"I shall attend," Aoyama said, striking a pose like this was some formal event. "I was born to perform."

"That's seven," Sero counted. "Not bad for a last-minute thing."

I turned to Todoroki, who had been silent through all of this. "What about you, Ice Cube? You coming?"

He stared at me. "No."

"Shocker," Kaminari muttered.

"Alright, your loss," I said. "Anyone else backing out?"

"Do we need reservations?" Iida asked, clearly still processing the fact that he was now involved.

Kaminari waved him off. "Dude, it's a karaoke place, not a five-star restaurant. We'll be fine."

Mineta was already breathing funny, probably imagining being in a room full of girls and somehow thinking this would be his big break. Before he could open his mouth and say something that would ruin the vibe, I clapped a hand on his shoulder.

"Before you start," I said, "keep it together. You pull any weird shit, and I swear I'll replace your bento with super glue."

Mineta gulped. "I wasn't gonna do anything! I just think it's a great idea! Group bonding! Very important!"

Mina smirked. "Right, totally believe that."

I turned to the others. "Anyone else? Ojiro? Shoji? You guys got lives, or are you planning to go home and meditate or something?"

Ojiro shrugged. "I don't really sing, but I don't mind hanging out."

Shoji nodded. "I'll pass on the singing, but I'll come."

Jiro scoffed. "Some of you should definitely pass on the singing."

Kaminari leaned toward her. "Damn, you gonna judge us before we even start?"

She crossed her arms. "I have ears. I know how this is gonna go."

Uraraka laughed. "It can't be that bad, right?"

"Depends," Jiro said. "How much secondhand embarrassment can you handle?"

Hagakure bounced on her heels. "Ohhh, we should do duets! Maybe a competition!"

Mina clapped her hands together. "Now that's an idea!"

"Yeah, let's put Kaminari and Bakugo in a round and see who shouts the loudest," Sero said.

Kirishima grinned. "Bro, I'll take Bakugo as my partner. We'll kill it."

Bakugo scowled. "I'm not going."

I tilted my head. "You sure? You could finally scream legally without getting detention."

"Shut the hell up, Midoriya."

Yaoyorozu, who had been watching quietly, finally spoke up. "I'll come, but I won't be singing."

Kaminari turned to Todoroki. "You sure?"

Todoroki didn't even glance up. "No."

"Bro, c'mon," Kirishima said. "You don't gotta sing. Just chill with us."

"No."

Kirishima sighed. "Alright, fine."

Tsuyu tilted her head. "I will come. It sounds fun."

Tokoyami crossed his arms. "I shall attend. The darkness appreciates music."

I clapped my hands. "Alright, that's the squad then. Let's move."

The karaoke place was a short walk from U.A., tucked between a convenience store and a café. The kind of place that looked slightly sketchy from the outside but had decent reviews.

Inside, the receptionist barely looked up from her phone. "How many?"

"Nineteen," I said.

She glanced up, clearly surprised that this many teenagers had nothing better to do. "Big group. You get the large room. Hourly or unlimited?"

I turned to the others. "We stopping at an hour, or are we going full send?"

Kirishima grinned. "Full send."

I nodded. "Unlimited."

We entered the large karaoke room, and I grabbed the menu, flipping through it. Izuku hovered next to me.

"Ryuu, do you have money for all this?"

I looked at him. "Bro, of course not. We're splitting the cost."

Izuku looked around at everyone getting settled. "You sure that's gonna work?"

"Doesn't matter. We already ordered." I passed the menu to Kaminari, who immediately started picking the most overpriced drinks. "If they wanna fight about it, they can wash dishes."

Kirishima threw himself onto one of the couches. "Man, this place is awesome. Look at all these song options!"

Mina was already scrolling through the machine. "We're starting with a group song. No arguments."

Aoyama dramatically tossed his hair. "Ah, a performance worthy of my radiance."

"Pick something hype," Sero said. "No slow shit."

Mineta grabbed a mic. "Something with good energy. Also, uh, does anyone know if this place has a… female staff?"

Shoji smacked him on the back of the head.

Momo sat near the edge of the couch, looking at the menu. "We should probably order before we start singing."

"Already did," I said.

Iida adjusted his glasses. "Midoriya, that's irresponsible! We should confirm everyone's preferences before—"

"It's karaoke, not a wedding banquet," I cut in. "They'll live."

Uraraka laughed. "What did you even order?"

"Everything Kaminari pointed at."

Jiro snorted. "Great, so we're getting overpriced nonsense."

Kaminari grinned. "Hey, I have refined taste."

"Bullshit."

The machine finally picked a song. Mina turned around, grinning. "Alright, first up! Group song, everybody in!"

Kirishima jumped up. "Hell yeah!"

Bakugo scowled from his corner. "I'm not singing."

"Then shut up and watch."

The music started, and chaos immediately followed. Kaminari grabbed a mic and started yelling into it like he was at a rock concert. Kirishima joined in, pounding the table like a drum.

Mina and Uraraka actually tried to sing, which made them the only ones carrying the damn song. Jiro kept grimacing but still sang along, clearly fighting the urge to critique everyone's rhythm.

I grabbed a mic and went for the loudest verse, drowning Kaminari out just to piss him off. He shoved me, and I shoved him back.

Iida was sitting stiffly, trying to clap along but clearly questioning his life choices.

Momo sighed. "This is nothing like a proper musical performance."

Sero waved her off. "That's the point."

Aoyama was actually hitting the high notes, completely ignoring the chaos.

Tokoyami muttered something about "embracing the darkness of sound."

Ojiro nodded along, tapping his foot but staying out of the mic's range.

Hagakure, somewhere in the middle, was just waving her hands in the air. "This is the best first day ever!"

The song ended in complete disorder, half the lyrics butchered beyond recognition.

Kaminari threw himself onto the couch. "That was incredible."

"That was awful," Jiro corrected.

Mina scrolled for the next song. "Okay, solos now. Who's going first?"

I looked straight at Bakugo. "Boom Boom, you're up."

His eye twitched. "Like hell I am."

"Oh, c'mon, live a little," Kirishima said.

Bakugo scowled but grabbed the mic anyway. He messed with the settings, clearly stalling, but eventually, the intro kicked in. It was some J-pop song, one of those dramatic ones with too many high notes. The first verse hit, and—somehow—he wasn't bad.

I leaned back. "To think Boom Boom can actually sing." I sighed, loud enough to be heard over the music. "Wasted all these years not making him perform."

Mina grinned. "Damn, you should have."

Bakugo shot us both a glare but kept going. He wasn't belting it out or anything, just singing like he wanted to get through it without embarrassing himself. It wasn't forced, either. Natural, almost like he wasn't thinking about it.

Kirishima nudged Kaminari. "Dude, this is wild. He's actually good."

Kaminari nodded. "Lowkey kinda mad about it."

Jiro crossed her arms. "Yeah, yeah, let's not act like it's shocking. His voice is always loud as hell. Makes sense it would be decent with music."

Izuku looked stunned. "Kacchan never mentioned he could sing…"

The song hit the chorus, and Bakugo leaned into it a little more, eyes shut like he was pretending none of us were here.

Bakugo powered through the last part of the song, holding the final note just long enough to make it clear he wasn't half-assing it. The track ended, and for a moment, the room was quiet.

Then Mina started clapping. "That was solid. I'm actually impressed."

Kirishima grinned. "Dude, you've been hiding this talent from us?"

Bakugo tossed the mic onto the table. "Shut up."

"That's a yes," Sero said.

Jiro shrugged. "I'll give it to you. You didn't sound like a dying cat."

Bakugo clicked his tongue but didn't argue. That was the closest thing to an actual compliment she had ever given.

Mina scrolled through the song list. "Alright, who's next?"

Kaminari grabbed the mic. "Me, obviously."

"Oh god," Jiro muttered.

"You wound me," Kaminari said, hand on his chest like he was some tragic lead in a musical. "Prepare yourselves, because you're about to witness greatness."

He picked an English song, some pop-rock anthem, and immediately started singing off-key.

Mina winced. "I regret this already."

Sero laughed. "Oh, this is awful. Keep going."

Kaminari ignored the complaints and kept singing, voice cracking in places it absolutely shouldn't. Iida looked physically pained, like he was debating whether or not to step in and stop this violation of sound.

Jiro held her head in her hands. "This is an insult to music."

Hagakure clapped. "It's got energy, though!"

"Yeah, too much," Uraraka said, laughing.

By the time Kaminari finished, there were scattered applause and exaggerated groaning.

I grabbed a mic. "Alright, my turn."

The system flashed.

[OH GOD! I WOULD LOVE TO SEE YOU EMBARRASS YOURSELF, BUT I WILL THROW YOU A BONE. DUE TO REPEATED ACTION YOU UNLOCKED TALENT: SINGING!]

I stared. "That's a joke."

[SADLY, NO. YOU ARE NOW SLIGHTLY LESS TERRIBLE AT THIS. DON'T WASTE IT.]

Mina was already flipping through the song list. "Pick something good, Ryuu."

I scrolled through the options, ignoring the peanut gallery. 

"Shut up."

Izuku blinked. "What?"

"Not you."

I ignored him, finding a song. "This'll do."

The title alone was enough to make Kaminari snicker. Mina leaned over, reading it. "Oh, you absolute bastard."

"Yeah," I said, smirking. "This one's for the ladies."

🎵 "Wise men say… only fools rush in…" 🎵

Mina gasped. "No way."

Jiro groaned. "Oh, you have got to be kidding me."

🎵 "But I… can't… help… falling in love with you…" 🎵

Uraraka covered her face. "Oh my God, this is so cheesy."

I leaned into it, keeping my voice smooth, letting the song do the work. It was old, iconic, and damn near impossible to screw up.

🎵 "Shall I stay…? Would it be a sin…?

If I can't help… falling in love with you?" 🎵

Hagakure waved her arms. "Okay, but he's actually kinda good?"

Momo sighed. "At least it's a respectable song choice."

🎵 "Like a river flows… surely to the sea…

Darling, so it goes… some things are meant to be…" 🎵

🎵 "Take my hand… take my whole life too…

For I… can't help… falling in love with you…" 🎵

I finished, holding the last note just long enough to really sell it. Silence. Then the room erupted.

Mina whistled. "Damn, Ryuu, I didn't think you had it in you."

Uraraka clapped. "That was actually really good!"

Jiro crossed her arms. "Fine. That was decent. I still hate you for doing it."

Kaminari fake wiped a tear. "A true romantic."

Sero snickered. "Legend says a hundred old ladies just fell in love with you somewhere."

I stretched, tossing the mic onto the table. "And that, ladies and gentlemen, is how it's done."

Bakugo just glared. "Hope you trip on your way out."

Mina scrolled through the song list. "Alright, who's next?"

The night rolled on, full of bad singing, worse dancing, and enough chaos to keep things interesting. Classic Class 1-A.

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