Cursed Blessing:MHA

Chapter 17

"Izuku wake up."

Hitoshi thought he knew what he signed up for when Izuku became his friend, he was quickly proven wrong. After being friends with Izuku for half a year opened up slightly about him living on the streets, and him doing odd jobs to get some money to survive; he never pressed on about the subject, but he knew there was something more over time. After time Izuku told him that he had gotten into fights, and at the time he thought nothing of it.
But growing up with his best friend he soon realized there was something more, his friend had unnaturally good reflexes, and his you analyzations were incredible. Izuku knew he knew something more was their, he was sure that Izuku knew he was there if he needed him; he also knew to be careful walking the small boy, which brought him to now, waking up one of his best friends while a knife flew past him getting stuck in the wall.

"Izuku throw another knife at me half asleep and I'll tell Aizawa."

That got the fluffy haired boy awake who shot him a glare.
"You wouldn't."
He looked at his friend smirk on his face, "I would, now hurry up we have training to do."
Usually Izuku wouldn't be so reluctant about training with his dad you lentlessly for a week and a half he was drained. It was the starting weeks of summer and the two were preparing for U.A, both of the boys could've tried for recommendations because of Aizawa, but both boys were adamant on working hard themselves. So that's how their Summer went, training, the trio hanging out and sleep, alot of sleep.

Over the summer training passed similarly, they would go the beach try to clean up some of the mounds of junk, sparred which often lead in Izuku helping improve Shinso  fighting style. Aizawa would pitch in the training at least once a week, recently though green haired boy was working on support devices. He recently learned that he loved making, thinking of things to make, Heck he even thought about joining the support classes; but he soon terminated that idea realizing he won't get to physically train or fight, but Izuku was a adrenaline junkie so he stuck with having inventing as a hobby, and not the main priority.

Recently though he wanted to try to make or at least have a thought of a device that could help Shinso, his friend was capable but he wanted his friend to have a extra Trump card; for paranoia sake. And finally he had everything planned out, everything down to the wiring,coding, restoration of data, protocols, security procedures all that jazz. All he needed to do was get his friend's input on the design. He already had a base design but he made it so that the design wouldn't effect the technical side of things. So when he woke up first thing he told his dad he was going to Toshi's and he everything he needed, without a second thought he sprinted out the door
excitement pumping through his veins.
He got a few questioning glances when he was sprinting in the streets (though he didn't particularly care he was to damn excited!)

After making his was into town he quickly made his way towards Shinso's neighborhood, calling his friend when was nearing close to his house.

"Hello?"

His friend sounded tired, he obviously ignored it though, he was used to it and was so excited!

"I'm getting close towards your house, make sure to unlock the front door or I'm going through the window again."

His friend grumbled, "fine fine, you sound peppy this morning (for once) why is that?"

"I'll tell you when I get there! Bye"

"Izuk-"

Beep.
The damn sleep deprived gremlin hung up on him, all he could bring himself to do with sigh and drag his ass out of bed and unlock the door and get coffee. His parents were at work so he didn't have to bother explaining why a hyper-active Izuku popped by. Though he knew his parents wouldn't mind either way, they we're quite fond of his friend, and they both randomly showed up at each others houses so it wasn't uncommon. Heck they even did to Shoto a few time, which caused Shoto's sister to be ecstatic that her younger brother had friends. He unlocked the door before going into the kitchen and made himself coffee ( he didn't make his friend one seeing how hyper his friend was already, it was unusual.) After taking a few relaxing sips of coffee and enjoying comfort of it his tranquility was soon interrupted by the door being slammed open; low and behold his younger barged through the door looking somewhat insane.

"I did it!"
if he thought his friend behavior was weird before, then he was taken further back by his display of excitement.
"Duh of course you don't know what I'm talking about! Well I've been working on making a support item for you, to be a trump card for you you know, and it's complete. All I need you to do is give me your input on the appearance of, and I can start working from there!"

His friend swiftly pulled out one of his notebooks from his bag and slammed it on the counter top in front of the older boy. The purple-haired boy skimmed through the pages regarding the device, and he had to admit it was genius. He knew this device idea came from a joking comment he made a while back, about wishing to imitate voicing to help aid his quirk.

"Wow..thank you Izu..."
The older boy just stared at the journal in aw.
"Yeah yeah, if you love me enough feed me, I skipped breakfast and I'm running on about two hours of sleep here"

Hitoshi shook his head at the younger teen motioning him to lay down, and started getting the other boy food.
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It was the finally the day of U.A entrance exams, and the day started off fairly normal, with Aizawa picking up Izuku to get him out of bed. Honestly the kid got caught up in his own thoughtsand ideas way too much that he often didn't sleep because of it; if he wasn't aware of izuku's already existing quirks, he would have thought that he had a analyzing, or intelligence quirk. Aizawa had to be there earlier because of being a teacher and judge when it came to the practical part of the exams, so currently the sleep deprived father had a equally sleep deprived son with him.
Once they got to U.A Aizawa went a different way wishing his son luck.
Izuku stood at the front gate and sighed, maybe he could catch a nap after he was done taking the written exam.

He walked in towards the familiar building and made his way towards the exam room. Upon taking step into the spacious room he saw Kacchan, and deliberately kept his head down hoping the boy wouldn't take notice, after all unless you were actively looking for him it was quite hard trying to spot his presence. All he could hope was he wasn't put in the same practical exam area as his old childhood friend; the fact that he knew he was alive was bad enough (in his opinion).

Soon enough he got into a unoccupied seat while everyone else shuffled in and found themselves in a seat. Soon the exams were starting and Izuku had a feeling it was going to be a long day.
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A/N:
Sorry for the short chapter and the long wait, but my motivation hasn't been the best and I've going through some mental issues that I needed to address. I hope you still enjoyed the chapter and stay safe. I have a few sketches that will be added on later chapters hope you like them, love you guys and thanks for the ever growing support 🖤
-Rey