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"Todoroki! Are you even listening?" Ochako slams her hand on the table. Unfortunately, Midnight wanted them to work in pairs for a project in Art class. The whole class knew they do not work well with each other since they all preferred to work alone in any assignments and homework given.
Shouto blinks awake from his daydream of having fun in a carnival with his boyfriend and gave a thumbs up at the blonde girl, "Yep!"
Rolling her eyes, Ochako sat back down and glared at her staring classmates who wisely looked away from her unless they want her to snitch to her parents and get them expelled.
Rich kids... Shouto isn't like that though. He doesn't threaten the fools he calls classmates, he ignores them and they do the same. Except for a few people of course. Namely her, Izuku, and Katsuki.
With a hand to prop his chin on, Shouto stares down at the paper between them. "Okay, so what are we gonna do again?"
Ochako sighs and points to the board, "Midnight-sensei wants us to make a model of a building and map down possible escape routes and how to trap people in it."
"Aw..." Shouto whines, "That's so boring! What kind of building are we going to make anyway?"
The girl shrugs, "Hell if I know. I just want to get this over with and stay away from you, weirdo."
Shouto sticks his tongue out in reply and grins. Ochako isn't so bad. She's a brat and has attitude problems, sure. But who in this class doesn't?
Izuku got paired up with Asui of all people. No one wants Tenya or Mezou to work with them because... well, reasons. Katsuki got Minoru as a partner for today's project. He glanced at the timid boy across the room and sees him writing something on a paper while Minoru talks.
Ochako flicks his nose and Shouto scrunches up his face. "Hey, that hurts!"
"You little shit." the blonde huffs.
After she smacks his head, they worked half-heartedly on the task until the lesson is over then walked together to meet up with Izuku. The purple-haired boy meets their gazes for a second before turning around to head to the cafeteria along with the others.
Shouto watches as the freckled boy roughly shoves shoulders with Eijirou on his way out and gives a sneer when the blue-haired boy growls at him. Shouto didn't pay much attention to them after that. He walks slower and waves at the timid boy in Eijirou's group and drapes an arm over his shoulders.
"Hey there, 'Tsuki." Shouto smiles brightly. His smiles grow wider as he watched Katsuki's face flushed a cute shade of pink and he returns his smile shyly.
"Hi, Sho." the other mumbles. Shouto laughs and squeezes the other close to him in a side hug, "Come on, we gotta get lunch. I'm super starving!"
Katsuki nods and walks with Shouto.
"You wanna eat outside today?" Shouto asked. Katsuki hums in reply as his eyes dart around the crowd of students in the hallway and hesitantly grabs the back of the taller boy's shirt.
The dual-haired boy feels someone's eyes starting at the back of his head so he stops and turns around and sees Eijirou visibly fuming in anger with Neito shaking in fear beside him.
"Where the fuck do you think you're going with the crybaby?" Eijirou glares at him.
Patting down Katsuki's spiky hair with the hand that was around his shoulders, he gives a carefree smile that looks a bit eerie to the other. The other students scurried past them in a hurry, not wanting to get involved in the fight between the two students of Class 1-A.
"Why, I'm simply going to sit with my beloved boyfriend while we eat lunch. You have another servant under your orders, you won't miss this one." Shouto said.
He feels Katsuki tremble next to him so he pats his head once more in a mere action of comfort.
"So if you'll excuse us, we'll be getting our lunch now." Shouto said, then he snickers and shouts, "Adios bitches!"
He ran for his life after that, scooping up Katsuki in his arms, the other boy yelps in alarm and grips tightly onto his shoulders, and bolts down the hallway to the cafeteria. Shouto bumps into students in the hall but hearing an enraged howl from behind made him run faster.
They heard Izuku shout at them from somewhere behind to meet up at the field outside of the main building to eat lunch.
"Shouto, that wasn't nice," Katsuki mumbles as they reached the cafeteria.
Shouto gave him a peck on the forehead in response and sets him on his feet. "Well, you're my boyfriend. Not his. And boyfriend is a higher status than a lowly servant for a guy like him."
He nudges the other, "And besides, you gotta agree that he's a bitch sometimes."
"All the time, actually..." Katsuki whispered. Shouto laughs once more and steers him over to Lunch Rush to get their food servings.
"Alright class be quiet," Aizawa said during homeroom. "There will be a change in the schedule today and only today. After homeroom, we'll be visiting the Support Course students to test out one of their machines."
He waved a hand in dismissal when Iida raised his for a query. "No questions."
The class sweatdropped. The only Support Course student they had in mind is Hatsume Mei. The bubbly pink-haired girl assists them in their costume adjustments and hangs out with them sometimes.
Midoriya shivers at a few unpleasant reminders.
"I assure you that this has been approved by Nedzu. Power Loader and I will be watching as well." Aizawa continues. "Another announcement for today is that Present Mic wants you to prepare an English song to sing in class because he thinks that normally written assessments are boring."
The class groaned, half of them were excited to show off their singing skills while the other half rather do the written test.
Iida raised his hand again and Aizawa sighs deeply before nodding at him and answered his questions.
Honestly, he just wants to sleep.
"I swear if Iida makes another prank in the middle of class, I'll kill him myself," Izuku says as he stabbed a piece of brown mush that was the menu of today's lunch.
This is fun, Tenya was called in by Aizawa-sensei for class rep duties and now that he isn't here, Izuku can talk trash about him freely. It's not like he doesn't insult him when he's here, oh no, he still does.
Their little group consists of Izuku (Unwilling leader but is the only one who picks fights with Eijirou),
Ochako (Rich girl with certain motives and gossips all the time),
Shouto (Weird kid who got attached to the leader),
and Tenya (Tricked into the group by Izuku because even though he hates him, Tenya holds a high position in class as the class rep).
"Mhm..."
Ochako gave a distracted hum as she scrolled through her phone. Katsuki sat next to Shouto, slowly eating his lunch, he grimaced every time he took a bite.
Shouto laughs and nods his head, "Same! Even though it's funny, being blamed after something he did makes me mad too!"
"I'm not mad," Izuku muttered. "I'm fucking pissed! I swear the bastard does this on purpose. I know he does. The teachers don't give a fuck about it and I want him gone!"
"Yeah." Shouto agreed.
Then all of a sudden, he feels weird. His stomach churns as if millions of needles are stabbing him and his head pounded with the loud sounds of ringing. He gave a pained gasp that drew the attention of his friends at the table. Katsuki lays a hand on his back in concern, brows furrowed.
"Sho? What's wrong?" he stuttered.
Izuku and Ochako looked at him, a hint of worry noticeable in their eyes.
"I don't know." Shouto groans and whines when the pain multiplies as he talks.
He heard Ochako gasp and opens his eyes. He didn't even know he closed them. The girl was looking at his head, the top of his head. Katsuki and Izuku's faces were pale, Izuku held out a hand towards him but backed off after he reached halfway.
So he raised a hand and swipes the top of his head, his hair.
He didn't feel his head.
When his hand reaches his line of sight once more. Shouto sees dust. His feet were starting to be in the same condition. His shoes slowly disappeared, the dust blown away by the wind.
He gave a horrified exhale and looked up at his friends. They all had tears in their eyes. Shouto wanted to laugh, to joke that hey, they do care! He turns to look at Katsuki and froze when he saw him sobbing.
"Aw, guys." his voice cracked. That was expected, his vision blurred as his face began to disappear.
Shouto didn't quite remember what happened next. Because he couldn't see anything.
There was another flash of pain.
His vision went black, he heard terror-filled screams of his name, but before he lost consciousness, he felt a familiar pair of hands wrapped around his waist and ticklish hair brush against the back of his neck.
In a second, everything exploded in a billion bright lights and colors. His eyes burned. He felt like he was falling. The pain isn't there anymore but the body holding on to him is still there. His hands twitched as he shakily moved to grip the other person's arms.
They fell, and fell,
and fell,
and fell,
and fell...
... a n d f e l l...
Then they crashed onto a hard cold surface.
Another flash of pain. He stuttered out uneven breaths and finally, finally passed out.
"Everyone, take cover!" Power Loader yells out in alarm as the small thunderstorm morphs into a large one and the ground shook as if a small-scale earthquake was happening.
The machine beeped. One of the Support students gasped, "We need to get out of here! It'll explode!"
Class 1-A resigns to their fate of creating havoc and bad luck wherever they went so they ran out of the room along with the others. Bakugou cursed everyone's existence, as usual, Iida reprimanded him of his harsh language then balked when the spiky blond yells back at him.
Aizawa and Power Loader slid the heavy metal doors shut and winced as they heard a loud boom! and crashes coming from the room.
The Support students groaned at the possible loss of many machines they were in the process of building.
Hatsume and another student that was in charge of the damaged machine chuckled nervously as all eyes stared at them.
"Alright," Power Loader sighed, he needed to remind himself that this is a normal occurrence. "Let's check the destruction it caused."
"You lot stay here, we don't want to risk another explosion happening," Aizawa mumbles, the students nodded.
He yanked the doors open and stepped inside cautiously, Aizawa followed behind him. Yeah, the result was normal. Broken pieces scattered on the floor, charred and black surfaces, sparking wires... and two limp figures in the center of the room?
"Eraserhead." Power Loader grunts. The underground hero looked at him. "Look over there."
One person has black and cyan hair perfectly split in the middle, the other has black hair. Both of them were wearing dark-colored uniforms. Upon closer inspection, the clothes looked similar to the UA uniforms the students wore.
Aizawa picks them up with his capture weapon and brings them closer to the two teachers.
His eyes widened in surprise. These unconscious boys looked a lot like his two problem children.
Their color schemes were different but their appearance looks the same.
He shared a glance at Power Loader. The other man nods in understanding and he steps out of the room to tell the students that class is dismissed early and they can head to lunch.
Aizawa gives his thanks to him after the students left and made his way quickly towards Recovery Girl's office.
God, what the hell did they just do?
Shouto wakes up with a jolt and instantly regrets that when he felt his wrists and ankles cuffed to the medical bed he was laying on. He blinked. Cuffs? Why was he cuffed? Recovery Girl hates their guts for making her work but she never holds them down like this.
He looked around and blinked in confusion when he sees cheerful stickers of heroes and cartoon characters mastered on the wall. When did the old lady do that? Then he remembers something.
Katsuki! And when he turned to dust right before his friends' eyes.
Shouto manages to locate Katsuki on the bed next to his. He was still sleeping. His limbs were cuffed as well. Shouto tried to activate his quirk to melt the chains, but it didn't work, rather, the metal cuffs gave an incessant beeping sound, and it flashed blue.
Ah, quirk restraint cuffs.
In a few minutes, the door opens and a homeless-looking man and a nice-looking old lady rushed in. Behind them were a few other people, a skinny pale man, and a normal-looking guy with a suit.
Shouto grins at them. They startled.
"Hi! Who are you guys? I've never seen you in the medbay before. Oh, you know old lady, you look a lot like Recovery Girl but nicer. Are you her sister or something?" he rambles.
If possible, their eyes widened even more. The old lady chuckles and hobbled over to his bedside with her cane. "I'm afraid not, dear. You just woke up, am I right?"
Shouto nods. "Yes, ma'am!"
She smiles and pats his knee. "Are you feeling hurt anywhere? Any discomfort or aches?"
He twitched his toes, fingers, craned his neck, and stared at his stomach before smiling once more at the old lady. "Nope!"
"That's wonderful!" she exclaims before reaching for a plastic tin on the shelf, opening the lid to show it full of lollipops. "Here you go, dear. What flavor do you want?"
Shouto gives a wide grin. Candy! UA never lets them have candy before! They're afraid they'll have... bad stuff in it and they'll get sued by the people.
He noticed from the corner of his eyes that the other people were talking. He feels them looking at him. He ignores them. This Recovery Girl is nice!
"Oh! Do you have blueberry?" he asked. His fingers twitched in excitement. Izuku is gonna flip when he tells him about this.
"Of course!" she picks one up and slips it in between his still cuffed fingers. He grips it tightly and twirls it around.
"Oh wow, thanks! But I thought you guys aren't allowed to give us candy?" he asked.
This time, the black-haired man answered. "Why not?"
Shouto shrugged carelessly. "Don't you remember? Last month someone smuggled in drugs in those candies and shared it to the whole school."
Sscandalised gasps and curses were heard.
"I knew it tasted weird when I tried Katsuki's so I gave mine and his to Kirishima then he got detention for a higher drug test result. It was hilarious. He beat me into a pulp after that but I melted his table so now we're kinda even."
He didn't give the adults time to respond when he turned to look at Katsuki. "Can you let me go? Wanna be next to Katsuki."
A small white chimera creature popped out of the homeless man's scarf. "In a moment! We have some questions to ask you first."
"Okay!"
The detective guy stepped forwards and cleared his throat. "Alright, hello. My name is Detective Tsukauchi and I'll be asking you a few questions about yourself."
Shouto hums and nods with a smile on his face. This will be easy! He knows a ton about himself. And other people.
"Okay then, let's start with the first one. What is your name, age, and the name of your parents?" he asked, a clipboard and a pen ready to write down his answers.
"I'm Todoroki Shouto! I'm 15 years old and my parents are Todoroki Enji and Todoroki Rei."
"Do your parents have any jobs?"
Is this guy an idiot? They're in UA! How does he not know the Number 2 Villain Endeavor?
"My dad is the Number 2 Villain, mother stays at home. You know my dad. You gotta, he's Endeavor!"
Silence. Detective guy stared down at his notes blankly, the other adults whispered to each other. Then the detective let out a shaky exhale, "He's telling the truth."
Skinny twig man rubbed the side of his head in circles as if he has a migraine. The homeless man groaned and looked at the ceiling as if he's asking some powerful entity up there why is this his life.
Shouto doesn't know why they're like this. A weak panicked gasp was heard from his side and he grins. "Katsu! I think these guys are new here. They didn't know my dad is Endeavor!"
"Huh?" Katsuki whimpered and tugged his arms. "Um, why are we restrained? We didn't do anything... did we?"
"They are just there for precautions. And accident happened involving the two of you." Chimera creature explained. "But first! Let's get to the point! You two are in an alternate dimension!"
Katsuki is full out crying now, he curls up to make himself smaller and sobs into his arms. Shouto blinks and looked over the people in the room. Now he knows why they look familiar.
"Aizawa-sensei! You don't look like a weird ghost anymore! Black looks better on you." Shouto nods. This new Aizawa looks one step away from jumping out of a window.
Aizawa facepalms and sighed, "Problem children. No matter what universe they're in."
The pale skeleton looking man that Shouto doesn't know pats his teacher on the back sympathetically.
"There, there, 'Tsuki. It's okay! I'm very happy you grabbed onto me when I turned to dust because now I'm not alone!"
Shouto and Katsuki are now sitting on Shouto's medical bed. The alternate versions of their teachers released them from the cuffs but replaced them with quirk repressing bracelets on their wrists.
He rubs the other boy's back gently and tries to cheer him up.
Katsuki hiccups, "But how are we going to get back?"
"I'm sure the teachers will find out how. It's their fault anyway. I didn't get to finish my lunch and I'm hungry!" he whines and leans against Katsuki to nuzzle his face into the other's hair.
Meanwhile, Aizawa, Nedzu, Tsukauchi, and Toshinori were discussing what to do with the two boys from another dimension. After the detective questioned them a bit more, they gathered plenty of useful information about this Todoroki and Bakugou.
Though this Todoroki wants them to call him and Bakugou by their first names. They had to get used to calling them 'Shouto' and 'Katsuki'.
"Todoroki Shouto," Nedzu read out loud to the other teachers. "Quirk: Lava & Water. He can control and create water from the left and lava from the right. The water he creates is black, most likely filled with some sort of dangerous substance or a chemical reaction to balance his lava which is blue and has a higher heat intensity."
"Sort of sounds like the kid." Tsukauchi said, "It's like the universe tweaked his life so it ends in a different path now."
"Endeavor is a villain? Number two villain? Does that mean I'm the number one vi-", Toshinori ends up coughing up blood before he can finish his question. The thought was horrifying, a universe where all the pro-heroes are villains?
The villains are heroes? UA is a villain school? Japan's society and balance burned to ashes? What in the world?
"I feel like I need to lay down." he sighs.
Aizawa gave a cold laugh, "We all do. What about this Bakugou?"
Nedzu shifted through Detective Tsukauchi's notes.
"Bakugou Katsuki," he continued to read what they got from Katsuki. "Quirk: Combustion. He can combust anything in his line of sight through some sort of telekinetic power, he can also combust certain things by touching them and controlling the countdown on when they'll explode. His control is unstable since he rarely uses his quirk besides for training."
"A bit different from our explosion boy," Aizawa muttered. "Their personalities and looks are vastly different from my students'."
"Exactly, from what I gathered, all their answers are true. Not a single lie tweaked in their words. It seems as if they are from a parallel world. Inverted, most likely." Tsukauchi explained.
Toshinori's eyes widened, "So that means..."
Nedzu crossed his arms behind his back and leaned to the front as he nods, "Yes, in their universe this is a school of villains. Toshinori is... the number one villain and, apparently, a big jerk there."
Toshinori holds his head in his hands.
"I'm probably some weird energetic teacher who never drinks coffee," Aizawa said.
"Does that mean Nedzu is not an intellectual?"
They stared at the chimera creature all at once and muffled their chuckles and laughter.
"Alright then. The next important thing we need to discuss is... what are we going to do with them?" Nedzu asked, clasping his hands together as he gestured his head towards the two boys resting on a bed on the other side of the room.
Shouto was limp as he leaned against Katsuki's back, his chest to the black-haired teen's back and arms wrapped around Katsuki's waist. Katsuki, on the other hand, was not as relaxed as Shouto. One of his legs bounced as he fiddled his fingers with each other and eyes darting all over the room.
He caught the teacher's stares and he squeaked before gripping onto Shouto's hands and curled himself up as much as he could while sitting.
The kid looks like a scared puppy.
You know what? Fuck this.
After a moment of silence, Aizawa spoke up, "I have an idea. A very stupid one. But it's an idea nonetheless."
Aizawa knows he's going to regret doing this. But oh well.