Chapter 20: First Day in Class 1-ZX
The sun was barely rising over the UA campus as the teens of Class 1-ZX gathered in front of a sleek, modern building tucked away in a secluded part of the school grounds. The structure was unlike anything they had seen before—dark, angular, and exuding an air of mystery. It was clear that this was no ordinary classroom.
Izuku, Katsuki, Minoru, Yuuga, Denki, Shoto, and Fumikage stood in a loose group, their expressions a mix of curiosity and apprehension. Even Katsuki, who usually masked his emotions with a scowl, looked intrigued.
"This place looks like something out of a spy movie," Denki said, his eyes wide as he took in the building. "Do you think they have, like, secret tunnels and stuff?"
"Probably," Fumikage replied, his voice calm but tinged with excitement. "This is Class 1-ZX, after all. Nothing about it is going to be ordinary."
Minoru's familiars, Geneviève and Adlar, are standing next to him, their eyes darting around as if scanning for threats. "I have a feeling we're about to learn things we never even imagined," Minoru said, his tone thoughtful.
Before anyone could respond, the door to the building slid open with a soft hiss. A tall, imposing figure stepped out, dressed in a sleek black uniform with a high collar that obscured most of their face. Their eyes, sharp and calculating, scanned the group.
"Welcome to Class 1-ZX," the figure said, their voice deep and commanding. "I am your instructor, Agent K. Follow me."
Without waiting for a response, Agent K turned and walked back into the building. The teens exchanged glances before hurrying after them, their footsteps echoing in the sterile hallway.
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The interior of the building was just as impressive as the exterior. The walls were lined with high-tech equipment, and the air was filled with the faint hum of machinery. Agent K led them to a large, open room filled with various weapons—guns, knives, swords, and even a few items that looked like they belonged in a sci-fi movie.
"Today," Agent K said, their voice cutting through the silence, "you will begin your training in weaponry. Forget everything you think you know about quirks. Here, you will learn to rely on skill, precision, and strategy."
Katsuki's eyes lit up, a grin spreading across his face. "Finally, something worth my time."
Agent K's gaze shifted to him, their expression unreadable. "Confidence is good. Overconfidence will get you killed. Remember that."
Katsuki's grin faltered slightly, but he didn't back down. "Bring it on."
Agent K nodded, then gestured to the weapons. "Choose your weapon. You have five minutes."
The teens scattered, each drawn to a different weapon. Izuku hesitated, his analytical mind racing as he tried to decide which weapon would suit him best. Finally, he picked up a pair of tonfas, their weight familiar in his hands.
Katsuki, predictably, went straight for the largest, most intimidating weapon he could find—a massive battle axe. He hefted it with ease, a smirk playing on his lips. "Now we're talking."
Minoru chose a set of throwing knives, his familiars chirping in approval as he tested their weight. Yuuga, ever the showman, selected a rapier, its elegant design matching his own sense of style. Denki grabbed a pair of electrified batons, his quirk giving him a natural affinity for anything that conducted electricity.
Shoto and Fumikage opted for more traditional weapons—a katana for Shoto and a scythe for Fumikage. Shadows emerged from Fumikage's body, their eyes gleaming with excitement as they examined the weapon.
"Alright," Agent K said once everyone had chosen their weapons. "Let's see what you've got."
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The teens were divided into pairs and sent to sparring rings scattered throughout the room. Agent K moved between them, observing their techniques and offering sharp, concise feedback.
Izuku and Katsuki were paired together, their competitive glow immediately flaring up. Katsuki swung his axe with brute force, but Izuku's agility and quick thinking allowed him to dodge and counter with precision. They worked well together, their movements fluid and coordinated.
Minoru and Yuuga were another interesting pair. Minoru's throwing knives flew through the air with deadly accuracy, while Yuuga's rapier danced like an extension of his own body. Their styles complemented each other, creating a seamless blend of offense and defense.
Denki and Shoto were an unlikely duo, but their contrasting quirks and personalities made for an effective team. Denki's electrified batons crackled with energy, while Shoto's katana moved with the precision of a seasoned warrior. Together, they were a force to be reckoned with.
Fumikage and his Shadows were in a league of their own. The scythe in Fumikage's hands seemed to come alive, its movements fluid and deadly. His Shadows added an extra layer of power, their shadowy form weaving in and out of the fight.
Agent K watched them all with a critical eye, their expression unreadable. But as the training progressed, even they couldn't hide a flicker of approval.
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After several hours of intense training, Agent K called the group together. "You've done well," they said, their voice as sharp as ever. "But this is just the beginning. Next, you'll be learning how to handle more advanced weaponry—missiles, blades, and other tools of the trade."
The teens exchanged excited glances, their earlier apprehension replaced by a sense of anticipation. This was unlike anything they had experienced before, and they were loving every minute of it.
Agent K led them to another part of the building, where a row of missile launchers and high-tech blades were lined up. "These are not toys," they warned. "Mishandle them, and you could kill yourself—or someone else. Pay attention."
The teens listened intently as Agent K demonstrated how to use each weapon, their movements precise and efficient. Then it was their turn.
Katsuki was the first to step up, his eyes gleaming with excitement as he hefted a missile launcher. "Let's see what this baby can do," he muttered, aiming at a target on the far wall.
The missile shot out with a deafening roar, hitting the target dead center. Katsuki grinned, his confidence soaring. "Hell yeah."
One by one, the teens took their turns, each showcasing their natural talent and adaptability. Izuku's analytical mind allowed him to quickly master the mechanics of each weapon, while Minoru's calm demeanor made him a natural at handling the more delicate blades.
Yuuga, true to form, added a touch of flair to everything he did, his movements as graceful as they were deadly. Denki's quick reflexes and affinity for electricity made him a natural with the high-tech weapons, while Shoto's precision and control were unmatched.
Fumikage and His Shadows were a sight to behold, their synergy making them a formidable team. The scythe in Fumikage's hands seemed to move on its own, their shadowy form cutting through the air with deadly precision.
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By the end of the day, the teens were exhausted but exhilarated. They had pushed themselves to their limits and discovered new strengths they never knew they had.
As they gathered outside the building, the sun setting behind them, Izuku spoke up. "This… this is amazing. I never thought I'd be learning things like this."
Katsuki smirked, his usual bravado back in full force. "Told you this class would be worth it."
Minoru nodded, his familiars chirping in agreement. "It's definitely different from what we're used to, but… I think I like it."
Yuuga twirled his rapier with a flourish, a smile playing on his lips. "It's like something out of a dream. Elegant, deadly, and utterly thrilling."
Denki grinned, his electrified batons crackling in his hands. "I could get used to this."
Shoto and Fumikage exchanged a glance, their expressions calm but filled with quiet determination. "This is just the beginning," Shoto said. "I can't wait to see what else we'll learn."
As they walked back to the main campus, the teens couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for the future. Class 1-ZX was unlike anything they had ever experienced, and they were ready to embrace it—together.
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The Aizawa-Yamada household was alive with laughter and chatter as the teens and their significant others gathered in the living room for a much-needed family movie night. The room was a cozy chaos of blankets, pillows, and snacks, with everyone finding their spot on the large sectional couch or sprawled out on the floor.
Yuuga and Mashirao were curled up together on one end of the couch, Yuuga's head resting on Mashirao's shoulder as they shared a bowl of popcorn. Mashirao's tail was wrapped around Yuuga's waist, a subtle but affectionate gesture that made Yuuga smile.
Fumikage and Mezou sat nearby, their hands intertwined as they debated which movie to watch. Mezou's multiple arms made it easy for him to hold both Fumikage's hand and a bag of chips, while His Shadows hovered nearby, munching on a bag of gummy worms.
Denki and Hitoshi were sprawled out on the floor, their legs tangled together as they argued playfully over the remote. Hitoshi's dry wit and Denki's infectious energy made for a hilarious combination, and their banter had everyone laughing.
Minoru and Averill were nestled together in an armchair, Averill's wings wrapped around them like a cozy blanket. Minoru's familiars, Geneviève and Adlar, perched on the armrest, their eyes darting between the snacks and the TV.
Izuku and Touya sat on the other end of the couch, their hands clasped together as they whispered to each other. Touya's scars were a stark contrast to Izuku's freckles, but their connection was undeniable, their love shining through in every glance and touch.
Shoto and Halil were on the floor, leaning against the couch with a pile of blankets between them. Halil's calm demeanor balanced Shoto's quiet intensity, and they seemed perfectly content just being near each other.
Katsuki and Akoyano were the last to arrive, their usual fiery energy tempered by the relaxed atmosphere. Katsuki grumbled about the movie choices, but Akoyano's soothing presence quickly calmed him down, and they settled into a corner of the couch, their shoulders brushing.
Hizashi and Shouta sat in their usual spot, a small loveseat tucked into the corner of the room. Hizashi was practically vibrating with excitement, his arms full of snacks, while Shouta leaned back, his usual tired expression softened by the warmth of the room.
"Alright, everyone!" Hizashi called, his voice cheerful as ever. "What are we watching?"
The room erupted into a chorus of suggestions, each couple advocating for their favorite movie. After a few minutes of good-natured arguing, they finally settled on an action-packed spy thriller—a fitting choice, given their recent experiences in Class 1-ZX.
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As the movie started, the room grew quieter, the only sounds the occasional crunch of popcorn or rustle of blankets. But even as they focused on the screen, the couples couldn't resist stealing moments of affection.
Yuuga tilted his head up, his lips brushing against Mashirao's jaw. "Thank you for coming tonight," he whispered, his voice soft and filled with love.
Mashirao smiled, his tail tightening around Yuuga's waist. "Wouldn't miss it for the world," he replied, pressing a kiss to Yuuga's forehead.
Nearby, Fumikage leaned into Mezou, his head resting on his boyfriend's shoulder. "This is nice," he murmured, his voice barely audible over the movie.
Mezou nodded, his multiple arms pulling Fumikage closer. "It is," he agreed, his voice warm. "I'm glad we could all be here together."
Denki and Hitoshi were less subtle, their playful banter turning into whispered teasing and stolen kisses. Hitoshi rolled his eyes at Denki's antics, but there was a fond smile on his lips as he leaned in to kiss him.
Minoru and Averill were content to stay wrapped up in each other, Averill's arms creating a cocoon of warmth around him. Minoru's familiars chirped softly, their eyes half-closed as they enjoyed the peaceful atmosphere.
Izuku and Touya were deep in conversation, their voices low as they discussed the movie. But every so often, Touya would brush a strand of hair out of Izuku's face, his touch gentle and loving.
Shoto and Halil were quiet, their hands intertwined as they watched the movie. But every now and then, Shoto would glance at Halil, a small smile playing on his lips.
Katsuki and Akoyano were the most reserved, but even they couldn't resist the pull of the moment. Katsuki leaned into Akoyano, his usual scowl replaced by a look of contentment. Akoyano smiled, his hand resting on Katsuki's knee.
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As the movie reached reached the middle, the conversation turned to their experiences in Class 1-ZX. Denki was the first to bring it up, his voice filled with excitement.
"So, what does everyone think of Class 1-ZX so far?" he asked, his eyes sparkling. "I mean, missiles? Blades? This is next-level stuff."
Katsuki smirked, his usual confidence shining through. "About damn time we got to learn something useful. None of that fluffy hero crap."
Izuku nodded, his analytical mind already racing. "It's definitely different from what we're used to, but I think it's amazing. We're learning skills that could really make a difference."
Minoru leaned back, his familiars chirping in agreement. "It's intense, but I like it. It feels like we're being pushed to our limits, but in a good way."
Yuuga twirled a strand of hair around his finger, a dreamy look in his eyes. "It's so elegant, don't you think? The precision, the artistry… it's like a dance."
Mashirao chuckled, his tail swishing gently. "Only you could make weaponry sound poetic."
Fumikage's eyes gleamed with excitement. "The scythe training was… exhilarating. My Shadows and I have never felt more in sync."
Shoto leaned back, his mismatched eyes thoughtful. "It's different, but… I think it's what we need. The world is changing, and we need to be ready."
Halil smiled, his calm demeanor a perfect match for Shoto's intensity. "I think you're all doing amazing. It's beautiful to see how much you've grown."
Touya squeezed Izuku's hand, his voice soft but filled with pride. "You're all going to be unstoppable. I can't wait to see what you do next."
Akoyano nodded, his hand still resting on Katsuki's knee. "You're all incredible. I'm proud to have you."
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As the movie ended and the credits rolled, the room was filled with a sense of warmth and contentment. The couples stayed close, their laughter and whispered conversations filling the air.
Hizashi stood at the door with a grin. "Alright, everyone. Time to clean up and head to bed. Big day tomorrow!"
The teens groaned playfully, but they knew he was right. As they gathered their blankets and snacks, the couples stole one last moment of affection—a kiss, a hug, a whispered "I love you."
Yuuga and Mashirao lingered by the couch, their hands intertwined. "Tonight was perfect," Yuuga said, his voice soft.
Mashirao smiled, his tail wrapping around Yuuga's waist. "It was. And there'll be more nights like this, I promise."
As they headed to their rooms, the teens couldn't help but feel a sense of excitement for the future. Class 1-ZX was challenging, but it was also exhilarating. And with their loved ones by their side, they knew they could face anything.