"Wow, wow! That was a fun battle trial, yesterday wasn't its guys?!"

"Indeed, Nejire! But those superhero hopefuls have a long way to go till they're ready for the big time." Mirio nodded his head sagely.

"That's why they're training." Tamaki said.

Izuku and Kendo could only glare at their senpais while walking to school. They knew from the beginning they were in over their heads, but to be taken down so suddenly, not to mention so easily. They never stood a chance against these three powerhouses.

"Who even approved that battle trial?" Izuku groaned.

"Nezu." Mirio and the others said.

"Of course, he did." Izuku sighed.

Meanwhile those already at U.A were trying to figure out how to apologize to Izuku for prying into his business.

"He seems like a hero fanboy, why don't we give him some hero merch and call it a day?" Kaminari recommended.

"Dude, can you be any more insensitive?" Kirishima asked. "Midoriya told us all about himself after we practically pestered him to do so, least we can do is offer up a nice apology gift.

Kaminari had the decency to look away embarrassed for his lax words. They were right, Midoriya did deserve something better than a random All Might action figure.

After splitting up, Kendo citing she needed to have a few words with their class Izuku and the big three went off to find All Might.

"Ah, if it isn't my little prodigy and his what is it you kids call it these days...posse?" All Might chuckled.

Izuku and the rest of the big three could only laugh at the symbol of peace speak.

"I mean I guess others would see us like that but Mirio and Tamaki are more like brothers to me while Nejire I can't say is like a sister since we're dating but we're really close is all." Izuku laughed. The big three smiling at their little green bean for being so sentimental. He always knew exactly what to say to make them feel so fuzzy deep inside.

All Might smiled at his successor speak about his friends in such high regards. Someone with such heart truly deserved to have One For all.

"You really are a marshmallow, Midoriya. And truly deserving of all the praise everyone gives you", All Might smiled.

"Anyways for the reason I called you in. I wanted to ask how it was going trying to up the output for OFA?" All Might asked.

Izuku had the decency to look ashamed as he answered his mentor. "Err well, I haven't really made any progress. I'm still stuck at less than five percent, anymore and I break bones. Oh, and my skin starts to burn, which is kinda weird since this has never happened before."

All Might rubbed his chin in thought. "That's quite the discovery. But this just means the temperature for your flames is rising thanks to OFA combining with your original quirk. I believe if you keep at it, eventually you'll overcome that obstacle. Don't tell anyone but Endeavor actually went through multiple sessions with Recovery girl in order to become immune to his hell flame."

The big three along with Izuku stared at All Might in shock at what he had revealed. They had no idea that the number two hero had trouble dealing with his own flames either.

"NO WAY! THE NUMBER TWO HERO HAD TROUBLE CONTROLLING HIS QUIRK TOO?" Izuku yelled.

All Might hurried to cover his successors mouth before answering. "Jeez ya got a big mouth kid." He chuckled. "And not in the way you think. What Endeavor did was merely raise the temperature of his flames to its highest point. And while it did occasionally leave burns on him, he did this continuously until eventually that was no longer the case."

"Whoa. I had no idea…Alright then I'll keep training until I no longer feel any pain!" Izuku promised.

"Atta Izu-bro! Raise that POWEEEEER!" Mirio shouted.

Nejire and Tamaki smiling at their friends' antics.

The next day

Izuku woke up feeling extra happy. He had no idea why, but he felt as though it was going to be a great day. That is until he realized just what day it was.

"Oh, oh no."

On his calendar clearly marked was his and Mirio's annual prank war. Any other time there would be no problem, but given it was a school day, he was going to U.A and his father was also his homeroom teacher he found numerous problems with continuing the tradition.

"No, I will not break our tradition just because I might get in trouble! I will finally win the prank war this year!" Izuku whisper shouted, not wanting to be heard by dadzawa.

"Oh Izu-bro prepare to lose again." Mirio smirked. He had no intentions on letting their prank war be canceled this year, regardless of it being on a school day.

"Sooo, do you think Izu-kun and Mirio are still gonna have their prank war?" Nejire asked.

"Is grass green?" Tamaki sighed.

"Oh boy, today's gonna be crazy." Nejire smiled.

Izuku stared in horror at his underwear draw. Nowhere in sight were his boxers, briefs or even regular tighty whities for Izuku to wear. They all had magically disappeared. The young teen wanted to cry out for being pranked so early in the morning.

"I guess I can go command-no wait! Now I remember I should still have that pair given to me for my birthday by Nejire!" Izuku cheered.

"No, I would rather go commando." Izuku deadpanned, looking at the specially designed boxers his girlfriend had created for him.

"Izuku put your boxers on already and come eat your breakfast." Aizawa deadpanned, trying to ignore the fact he saw his son butt naked.

Mirio took a deep breath as he stepped outside his house. "Yes. Today is a fine day to prank Izu-bro."

"Mirio! Why do you have all of Izu-kuns underwear in your room?"

"Oh, uh, well it's that-"

"Are you pranking the little cinnamon roll again?" Mrs. Togata tsked. "Go easy on him I swear you never let him win."

"Neeeeever!" Mirio shouted before running off.

Izuku was eating his cereal, cautiously looking around for anything out of the ordinary. He knew at any moment his bro could pop out of the ground, or the wall and scare him so he had to be extra vigilant.

Aizawa watched his son eat his cereal while looking around their house every five seconds. It was freaking him out.

"Uh, Izuku…mind telling me what's going on that you haven't finished your cereal?"

Izuku jumped out of his seat forgetting his dad was still at the table. He knew he couldn't reveal what today was, so instead he lied.

"I thought I saw a ghost last night and it's making me paranoid!" Izuku shouted.

Aizawa, for the first time in his life was speechless. "Uh…well…okay. Th-there's a student in 1-B who I'm pretty sure has some sort of poltergeist quirk I can probably have her check out the house?"

Izuku began to sweat profusely. He didn't expect his dad to believe his lie but knew he couldn't back out now. "Uh, yeah, yeah if you could please."

"…Okay then. Want a ride to school?"

"Oh, Nejire and the others are walking me there." Izuku smiled.

"Alright then, be careful and don't be late. I'm heading out."

"Izu-kun!" Nejire yelled, hopping on her boyfriend's back as soon as she saw him. "I missed you!"

Izuku chuckled at his girlfriend's reaction. "We saw eachother just last night, how could you miss me already?"

"Okay I lied; I missed your fluffy hair." She revealed as she rubbed her face in the fluffy goodness.

Izuku sweat dropped at his girlfriend, unsure whether to be hurt or flattered.

"Izuku." Tamaki smiled.

"Sup Tamaki!" Izuku smiled back. "Where's Mirio?"

"Not sure. He said he would be meeting up with us." Tamaki said to Izuku, who for some reason accepted his girlfriend's dare to walk the rest of the way to U.A backwards.

"Oh no." Izuku said worriedly, looking around for any sign of Mirio. "The prank war."

"Always be prepared Izu-bro!" Mirio chuckled, popping up from the ground and pulling down Izuku's pants to reveal the specially made boxers Nejire designed for his birthday with her face on the front.

"Ahhh! Miri-bro!" Izuku yelped.

"Oh my gosh, you actually wear them! I didn't think you would!" Nejire said flattered.

"Uh, I don't, no offense babe, but Mirio stole all my boxers and left me with just these ones." Izuku blushed.

Nejire shrugged, deciding to take what she could get and kissed the boy holding her, flattered he was still wearing her gag gift.

"Oh, this is really bad timing Mirio." Tamaki mumbled, holding back his laughter. Then making a tally of the first and second prank.

"Huh, what do you mean by that?" Mirio asked, popping up out of the ground in his birthday suit, while Izuku hobbled around to see what his friend was talking about.

Tamaki then pointed to the front gates of U.A where hordes of reporters were standing waiting to enter. Both Izuku and Mirio's face dropped at the sight. While Nejire busted out laughing, which then drew the attention of all the reporters who began to bombard the four heroes in training. Pictures were taken, questions were asked and Izuku and Mirio were very embarrassed.

Three pranks Mirio.

None Izuku

"Thank you, Tamaki, but we do not need to know the score right now!" Izuku yelled.

Aizawa had barely made it to the front of Yuei to witness his problem child talking to a reporter with his pants on the ground, Nejire on his back, Mirio butt naked and Tamaki hiding in a corner.

"For fuck's sake…. wait do those boxers have Hado's face on them?"

After escaping the reporters, they split ways inside the school with many protests from Nejire who wanted Izuku to give her a piggyback ride all the way to the third floor of their class. She was feeling really lazy.

With a quick detour from the third years boys changing room, Izuku had finally got to his class when everyone began swarming him. Apologies spewed out of their mouth for being so nosy about his relationship with Aizawa sensei. It was all a little too much to take in, which is why he felt genuine relief at the sound of a gruff voice entering the room effectively silencing them all. The glare the entire class received, bar Izuku, told them he expected a report on whether Izuku forgave them.

"Now then onto reports for your battle trials."

The entire class groaned at the start of the day topic. They could already tell they were going to be scolded for failing so badly.

"Everyone be quiet and listen, already." Aizawa sighed. "Overall you did about as well as I expected."

The entire class's face brightened up at their teachers' semi-compliment to them. They no longer felt like failures.

"And by that, I mean I expected such utterly horrible losses given who you were up against."

If they had to describe what they were feeling at this moment, it was as if cold water was being doused on them, ridding them of any warmth.

"I understand you went up against the top students U.A had to offer, but seeing not one of you be able to even land a hit, let alone save the hostage was quite disappointing and showed me just how much more help you're going to need in order to be able to call yourself heroes."

Everyone sat quietly, absorbing their homeroom teachers' words. They had taken yesterdays training as a fun exercise but now hearing their teachers' words, they see they should've tried harder at beating their senpais.

"Except you Izuku, you did great."

Izuku blushed at his dad's praise, despite knowing he was showing blatant favoritism, he couldn't help but smile.

"Biased much." Mina mumbled.

"What was that?" Aizawa asked, turning towards the pink student with his quirk activated.

"Nothing!"

"That's right, Izu-kun did his best yesterday and deserves all the praise! Right Dadzawa!" Nejire chirped.

"Dadzawa?" Aizawa repeated back, not hating the nickname, but also already preparing for the headache that is his older students.

"Yes! It's a mixture of Dad and Aizawa! Dad-zawa!" a green haired Mirio cheered, punching the air.

"Izuku's dadzawa." Tamaki mumbled, slinking in behind the other two.

"Dadzawa!" Izuku cheered, wanting to be included.

Aizawa slapped his face, trying his best to hide the smile that appeared at hearing his adopted son call him such a ridiculous name.

"Wait a second- what are you three even doing here?" Aizawa sighs, doing a double take on Mirio. "And why is your hair that color?"

Mirio smirked at Izuku who began sweating, turning back to Aizawa. "No reason."

"We heard elections for class president were today and wanted to help with Izu-kuns candidacy!" Nejire smiled, waving a flag with Izuku's face on it.

"Where'd she get that flag from?" Kirishima whispered to Mina.

"I don't know. I didn't even know we were voting on class president today."

Aizawa rolled his eyes at the older students. "Well, I was going to mention that after your battle trials review, however now that the three stooges have pretty much revealed to you that we were going to choose a class president today…choose." Aizawa sighed, slinking into his sleeping bag and napping.

The rest of class A looked to their senpais wearing vote for Izu-kun shirts before collectively losing their shit.

"VOTE FOR ME!"

"No, me, I'll make sure we have parties every Friday!"

"I think I'd be a pretty good fit, right Mina?"

"I would sparkle in the position, oui?"

"VOTE FOR ME EXTRAS!"

The big three students stared at their kohai's continue to argue, baffled at how they were trying to decide who would be president.

"Hey, hey, Hey Mirio why don't they just vote like we mentioned?" Nejire asked.

"I'm not sure my dear Nejire! Let's ask."

"KOHAI'S!" Mirio shouted.

Silence ran through the classroom as every student stared at Mirio who had just shouted for their attention.

"To be a hero you need to act like a hero. And you most certainly are not acting like one right now!" Mirio said smiling.

"What?" Kaminari asked.

"Leave us alone you damn extras, this is for 1-A." Bakugou growled.

Mirio, Nejire and Tamaki all turned to Bakugou and with a single glare shut the blonde up.

"Remember who destroyed you in yesterday's battle trial Baka-go." Nejire smiled sweetly.

Bakugou gulped at the air headed girls' words and turned away.

"As we were saying!" Mirio chirped.

"Please wait senpais!" Iida shouted. "I believe that 1-A should decide how to vote for class president. As it is a sacred position that thrusts the wellbeing of our peers directly upon their shoulders, we should not treat this lightly. Therefore, I think choosing who deserves to get it just by raising our hand is not a just way to pick!"

The big three stared blankly at the robot boy before laughing. They were starting to believe he was a robot.

Iida said all of that while raising his own hand.

"Little hard to find your speech convincing with your own hand raised." Jiro drawled.

"Oh, kohai. Sweet little kohai." Mirio chuckled. Nejire and Tamaki beside him both trying and failing to hide their smiles.

Iida's face dropped at his senpais laughing at him. "Wha?"

"If you had let us speak you would have seen that we were going to have all of you vote for your president with us being the ones to count the vote. A third party so to speak." Nejire explained.

"That's a terrible idea, man! We've been here for two days; there's no way anyone's going to care about someone enough to not vote for themselves," Kirishima said.

"Well, we'll just have to wait and see, now won't we my sweet little naïve, kohai's." Nejire cooed.

"I feel like she's belittling me, but at the same time I'm not sure." Kirishima deadpanned.

The class then looked at Aizawa who shrugged from his sleeping bag. "You heard the trespassing toddlers. Vote. Now." Aizawa said from his corner of the room.

Everyone pulled out pieces of paper and started writing down their votes. While Kirishima was right about not everyone having known eachother long enough to truly get a feel for them, Izuku did know one person enough that he felt she would do a good job being president.

Also, Kendo never pestered me for my life story.

The results of the ballots were as follows:

Itsuka Kendo:4

Izuku Midoriya:3

Everyone else either received 1 or 0 votes. To say Izuku was shocked at the results would be a lie. The fact someone voted for him to be president was quite the shock. So, getting vice president in a way was a pretty good achievement.

"Aww, and I really thought we won over them with our Izuku shirts and flag." Nejire whined.

"We should've used the color scented markers." Tamaki whispered from his corner, just as disappointed.

"For shame, you all missed out on an awesome green bean for president." Mirio glared.

"Alright, I've had enough, go to class already." Aizawa yawned. "And congrats, Kendo and Midoriya on your positions. Come up here and officially introduce yourselves."

Izuku awkwardly walked up to the podium with Kendo by his side. He never really cared for having all eyes on him. But then again having Kendo by his side made it more bearable.

"Uh, Hi everyone. I'm Kendo and I promise to make sure this is the best year for us. And if you ever need anything please feel free to ask." Kendo said, finishing up her speech.

Izuku gulped before speaking. 'Uh…what Kendo said."

Once Izuku finished his speech the class erupted in applause for the two student representatives. Despite it being so short the class still felt energized by at least one of the two enthusiasm.

"I know Midoriya was nervous, but I feel like him and Kendo are gonna be great!" Kirishima cried.

"I mean the dude has some weird friends, and he seems way overpowered, but I think having Kendo and him together as the class reps will be pretty cool." Jiro said smirking.

"Yeah. I feel pretty pumped after that speech." Mineta said happily.

After the election it seemed like it was time for lunch, which in Midoriya's opinion was horrible because that meant it was fair game for pranking between, he and Mirio.

Izuku slowly took a step outside of his classroom, looking both ways before letting out a deep breath. With no signs of Mirio anywhere he figured he was in the clear.

"Yo Midoriya wanna have lunch with us?" Kirishima asked.

Izuku turned around, which in hindsight was a bad idea, to reply. "Su-uhhh!"

"Poweeer!"

"what the?" Kirishima looked around Izuku to see their upperclassman, Mirio, half naked, rushing through the ground, tossing a metal device at Izuku's head.

Turning back to Izuku, Kirishima couldn't help but guffaw at the sight before him. In the blink of an eye Izuku's dark forest green hair was now blonde. It seemed whatever was thrown had turned him blonde.

"Huh, you know with this hair color you kinda looks like hawks." Kirishima said.

"DAMN IT, MIRIBRO!" Izuku shouted, running after the older teen.

"Payback for my hair!" Mirio yelled.

"You know with blonde hair you're hotter than usual Izu-kun. 10/10 would bang." Nejire nodded, while biting her lower lip and staring at Izuku as if she was about to eat him right there and then.

Izuku couldn't help but cover himself up, at that moment he felt like he was just a piece of meat to his girlfriend. "I am a person too, Neji-babe."

"You love it." Nejire giggled.

"You give me headaches." He sighed.

"Can we keep the flirting to a minimum while I eat?" Kendo said trying her best not to throw up.

"Nope." Nejire said with a smile on her face.

"Yeah…I thought so."

"It's okay you get used to it after a while." Mirio whispered.

While Kendo and Izuku continued to converse with the big three, Iida examined the boy and girl who were now his class president and vice president.

"Perhaps the reason I didn't get elected was because unlike Kendo and Midoriya I cannot connect well with the others so well." Iida said.

"Hmm, nah robot boy. People just think you're too stiff and don't want someone like that as president." Nejire said while floating next to the boy.

"Bahh!" Iida shouted shocked by Nejire's sudden appearance.

"Oh sorry, Izuku told me to stop scaring people like this, but I heard you doing some outer monologuing and thought I'd just answer your question. Well I'll be off."

Iida stared at the blue haired girl who was now trying to feed his classmate. Her words hit him deeply, and he would take them into consideration in order to help him connect better with his classmates.

Izuku was about to poor hot sauce in Mirio's food when an ear shattering alarm started blaring.

"What is that, Miri-bro?" Izuku asked.

"This is the alarm that indicates a level three security breach!" Mirio explained before gathering his three friends together. Those from 1A who were nearby looked to each other worried. Their first week in school and already something troublesome was occurring.

As everyone began to get pushed around in the hall from many of the students panicking Izuku and the others were slammed into the glass window, not at all uncomfortable for Izuku given he had his girlfriend pressing up against him. However, as Izuku was pressed harder he as well as Mirio who was pressed into the glass window next to him, saw what exactly was causing all this trouble.

"Babe! I need you to fly up and tell everyone to chill out!" he yelled.

Nejire pushed off her boyfriend slightly confused. "Why? What's going on?"

"Trespassers, Nejire. It's the press. Tell everyone that nothing is wrong and it's just a false alarm." Mirio reassured.

Nejire nodded her head determined, doing exactly as she was told. It was only a few minutes later that Nejire was yelling to the crazed Yuei students to stop overreacting and chill out.

"Hey, hey hey! Stop going crazy and making everyone panic! It's just reporters that broke in. We got a false alarm everyone!" Nejire shouted while doing a flip in the air. "Act like the heroes you want to be and chill out."

Those still trying to push through other students stopped moving, now embarrassed by how they overreacted and were being scolded by one of the big three.

"Oh, this is not the work of just the press, Aizawa. This is someone officially declaring war." Nezu announced as he inspected the disintegrated wall.

"Yeah, but who in their right mind would do that?"

"Someone with a fool proof plan…or at least what may seem like one." Nezu answered.

"Oooh pretty ominous. Don't you think Mirio?" Nejire said as she went to look at the hole in the wall.

"Indeed, detective Nejire! What say you inspector Tamaki?" Mirio asked.

"We're gonna get in trouble." He sighed.

"No way! We're detectives right now."

"Your students, so get your ass back in class, if you don't wanna get expelled." Aizawa said through gritted teeth.

"Sorry dadzawa!" the three students yelled before running off.

"And keep your mouth shut about this from Izuku!" Aizawa yelled. "Jeez, what did I do to have to deal with those three idiots." He groaned.

"You adopted a sweet cinnamon roll." Midnight chuckled.

"God damn it. I did, didn't I." he smiled.

"With a score of four to two Mirio has won the prank war!" Nejire cheered, watching as Tamaki crowned Mirio with a crudely made paper Mache crown.

"Next year…I'll get you next year." Izuku pouted, while running a hand through his new blonde hair.

"I doubt it, but I welcome you to try!" Mirio cheered, taking a picture of his blonde lil' twin. Turns out the blonde paint wouldn't be washing out for another two weeks.

"Quick question Izuku." Aizawa asked.

"Yeah, dadzawa?" Izuku said from where he sat in the dining room doing his homework.

"What's uh, what's going on with the blonde hair?" he asked. "Not that you can't change up your hair color every now and then, just uh, curious you know?"

"Oh…it's for our next photo op." Izuku lied. He hated lying but he couldn't find it in himself to admit to their prank war.

"Of course, it is." Aizawa smiled, walking off to get some milk for his cats.

Omake

"Ahem, Vlad I was hoping I could speak to one of your students about an important matter." Aizawa asked.

Vlad stared at his coworker. Despite what many thought, he did in fact think of their two classes as rivals. "Why...trying to poach them for your class?"

"No. It's an Izuku matter."

"Say no more. Who do you need?" Vlad King asked, already heading back in to grab the child.

"I think her name is Yanagi Reiko?"

"Yanagi! Here."

Within a few seconds a hunched over girl was in front of Aizawa confused at why, but not wanting to disobey her teacher she followed his order.

"Uh, hello Aizawa sensei. Vlad King said you needed me?"

Aizawa cleared his throat unsure how to go about his request but figured delaying the inevitable would be of no help.

"Yes, well it's come to my attention that my house may or may not be experiencing paranormal activity and I was wondering if you could" Aizawa sighed, "Take a look?"

Yanagi stared at her teacher, before shrugging. "Alright."

Line break

Yanagi broke out in a cold sweat once inside Aizawa sensei's house. She had never felt such dreadful sensations from spirits begging to be freed.

"Oh, dear kami, please let me live after this visit." Yanagi prayed.

"What was that?" Aizawa asked.

"Oh, uh...Well uh, I uh, went through the whole house and…Aizawa sensei…your house is definitely haunted."

"Wait. You're serious?"

"Yes. It needs to be purged of all the spirits stuck here…like now." Yanagi said, while tossing salt over her shoulder.

"Also, I'm going to go. Now."

Aizawa stared at the spot where his rival class student once was. "What in the fuck?"

Author's Note

I'M BACK and sorry for the delay in chapter. I've been working on this one and reworking on it because as it's one of my favorites I don't like to just finish it, read it once then publish it. Also i don't want it to be exactly like canon so it takes time for me to figure out just how I want to rework this. So expect a few changes. Finally...enjoy the chapter and onto the USJ. Thanks for the support and like, comment and follow. Also thank you so much for 1k follows and favs that's crazy.