Power Quaking - Chapter 5.2

Was it her or did the air just get really heavy?

The instant Kano-kun opened the door and locked eyes with who Ochako was happy to confirm was his brother Izuku going by the boys own muttering of 'ka-nii', it was like all sound in the room just abruptly froze.

The glasses boy was looking very confused by the freckle faced boys abrupt silence and the staring contest.

Oof, Midoriya the smaller looked very nervous, while Kano-kun stared straight into his eyes, very intensely!

'Now that I'm looking at them up close though, I can see the resemblance.' Ochako mused. At first, she thought they really didn't look alike, but they did. Kano was taller and broader, and his hair was in a completely different style from the frizzy mess his younger brother had, and his face was thinner and more angular having lost the baby fat on his cheeks that his brother still had.

But the overall shape of their face, their eyes, their nose, even their mouth were pretty much identical. The difference probably came about from the diet Kano had told her about that he'd been on since he was young to bulk up his body to handle his crazy overpowered quirk.

Beyond that, the only really big difference was Kano didn't have freckles.

Kano-kun looked like he was waiting for something, but after a few moments of a tense heavy silence, he grunted and walked passed him.

"Hey Ochako, glad to see we're in the same class." he greeted her with a brief smile, and gave the glasses wearing boy a nod before continuing on.

She wasn't sure what the tense atmosphere going on was, but she smiled back anyway, but before she could respond-

"Hey, vibrator dick!" a surly shout from across the room made her head whip over alongside everyone else to look at a very angry looking red eyed blonde that was practically snarling their face, "What the fuck are you doing here? I thought you were heading to fucking Shitsetsu with your damn fat lipped bimbo bitch of a girlfriend huh!? You trying to ruin my perfect backstory just like that shithead Deku!?"

…Ooh it seemed the angry blonde knew Kano-kun as well, and what the hecking heck was with that attitude?

Kano tilted his head to the side and cast a sneering look that twisted his face into an angry look that wouldn't look out of place on a delinquent and was near identical to the expression on the angry blonde boys face, "Watch your damn mouth shithead, you want me to kick you around this classroom like every other time you pick a fight with me?"

'A fated battle between men?' Ochako wondered. They hadn't really said much so far, but even with that little there was a lot to unpack there.

Also it was kind of weird to see that kind of attitude coming from Kano considering he always seemed very kind in his videos and he was very kind to her, if a bit flirty for her tastes-

Then again considering what she saw of his ex-girlfriend in a few of his videos while she was checking out the training tutorials he put up….

The angry blonde snarled and literally shot up in his seat…literally. He jumped atop it and stepped forward placing one foot atop his desk and brought his hands up, small crackling sounds like that of a fire cracker popping in his palms, "Bitch please, it's been six months since the we last fought, don't think things will end the same as last time," angry blonde spat out with a vicious smirk, "I'll kill your dumb vibrating ass dead this time!"

"In eight years, you've never beaten me once," Kano-kun fired back, crossing his arms and jutting his chin out tauntingly at the boy, "An extra like you could never beat me."

"That's it!" angry blonde's eyes simmered with rage and his legs tensed as he prepared to launch himself at the green haired boy.

"K-Kaachan, Ka-nii calm down, don't fight!" the freckled Midoriya hurriedly cut in waving his arms through the air.

"Too right, you hooligans! This is an esteemed place of learning to become heroes and not for petty fighting a-"

"Shut the fuck up Deku!" angry blonde twisted his head to snarl like a raging beast.

That was some real crazy eyes he was making!

So violent!

And Deku, like Dekiru? A nickname? The angry blonde seemed to have grown up with him and Kano-kun so a nickname from childhood? She supposed Deku-kun had to have been pretty skilled growing up at things like his brother.

Well, he did get third place after all!

"Ah….." Deku-kun froze up at the shout from the angry blonde…Kaachan? He eyes went to Kano-kun as if expecting him to say something.

And he wasn't the only one.

The angry blonde turned to him with a sneering smirk, only to lose it almost immediately and be replaced with a confused look when Kano-kun didn't do anything.

…Was she missing something?

"How about you all shut the hell up?" a voice coming from behind her made Ochako jump with a yelp and whirl around….to find, a giant yellow caterpillar?

The caterpillar rose up and loomed taller than her, and it was then Ochako noticed a tired looking mans face hanging out of the top!

'Oh…it's a sleeping bag.' she realised after a moment.

A bland gaze swept over the classroom, "You should have all been sitting waiting in your seats a whole sixteen seconds ago, instead you idiots are having a ball, and making an annoying racket, huh?" the man droned in annoyance, before his eyes slowly roved over to land on Kano-kun and he snorted drily, "Why am I not surprised the biggest problem child in all of existence is the cause of this ruckus?"

Kano in return dropped the sneering delinquent looking expression to roll his eyes at the man, "Great to see you too Eraserhead-sensei." he tossed the man a sardonic wave.

"Eh! Eraserhead!?" Deku-kun's eyes bulged, "The man who helped Ka-nii as a child with the powerful quirk that lets him stop quirks from working, amazing! He's a total underground hero so hardly anything is known about him or his fighting style, I wonder how his quirk works against those with mutant type quirks, would they return to an average looking form, or would it just not work at all? I'll really need to…"

'Well…that's a thing.' Ochako gazed at Deku blankly as he began to rapid fire mumble at a pace she could barely make sense of and whipped out a notebook…from somewhere?

"Enough of this!" Eraserhead huffed in annoyance, unzipping his sleeping bag and stepping out of it, and in his hand he was holding what looked like a bunch of blue uniforms, "Put these on and then get out onto the fields outside."

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"Quirk assessment test!?"

Their was a number of surprised shouts as their apparent new homeroom teacher Aizawa-sensei and the pro hero Eraserhead announced that they would be taking part in a quirk assessment test when they were all changed into their new gym uniforms and arrived on the outside field.

"Um, sensei?" Ochako raised her hand, "What about the ceremony? And the guidance counselor meeting?"

"Tch," Aizawa-sensei clicked his tongue at her question and rolled his eyes, "If you want to be heroes, you don't have time for nonsense like that." he replied.

He then cast a look over his shoulder at her and the rest of the class, "You should all already understand the freedom this school has when it comes to teaching up and coming heroes. That freedom applies to we teachers here too," he explained, "Soft ball pitch, standing long jump, fifty meter dash, endurance running, grip strength test, sustained sideways jumps, upper body exercise and seated toe touches, you should all know these fitness tests from your time in middle school though you obviously didn't use your quirks for them back then."

He turned around and Ochako followed his gaze and found herself looking straight at Kano-kun, "Kano, what was your furthest softball pitch in middle school?" he asked.

Kano raised an eyebrow, before shrugging, "Eight hundred and eighty one metres." he replied easily.

There was a mass off surprised muttering from the rest of the class, and even Ochako found her eyes widening in shock?

Eight hundred metres!?

Like she knew his physical strength was insane from the videos she saw on his Wetube channel but that was insane! Her own record pitch was only thirty four metres!

"About as expected," Aizawa-sensei grunted, apparently not surprised at all and reached into his pocket to pull out a white ball, and tossed it to Kano, "Step into the circle and give it a toss, and use your quirk, though do try to keep it limited, I don't want to have to get some craters filled up on the first day."

"You sure?" Kano-kun raised an eyebrow in return as he casually inspected the ball in his hand, "You won't be getting this back."

"Don't care, just do it." Aizawa-sensei grunted.

Kano-kun shrugged and walked out from the group of assembled students to stand in the middle of the pitcher circle.

Despite the fact it was only a soft ball throw, Ochako found herself leaning forward in anticipation.

She'd seen the crazy stuff he done in videos when training with his quirk, but this would be the first time she'd be getting to see it up close and personal besides that little bit he showed when he gave her a ride to the exams.

Kano eyed the ball in his hand for a moment, before looking over his shoulder and looking at…his brother Deku?

His lips twitched up briefly into what looked like a smirk, before he turned away and faced forward again, and lifted his arm up high over his shoulder.

The air began to vibrate all of a sudden, and a moment later, a familiar shimmering white orb crackled into existence around Kano's fist closed around the soft ball.

"CRUSH!" Kano shouted and his arm snapped forward. There was a sound like shattering glass and for a brief moment as he release the soft ball in his hand, Ochako thought she saw cracks like that on a pane of glass shimmering in the air, before she yelped as a massive blast of force smashed into her and her classmates alike and sent many of them staggering back.

Ochako peered through her arms that had come up to protect her face on instinct and she noticed that almost all of her classmates were in, except a few.

Aizawa-sensei for one, alongside the angry blonde and Deku-kun were faring a lot better than the rest, alongside a boy with spiky red hair who's arms had come up and formed into thick jagged shapes, with a tiny little boy hiding behind him with hair that looked like a bunch of purple balls.

…Wait, was that GrapeGod!?

God she hoped not.

But going by that redhaired boys arms, and him apparently having a hardening quirk, that meant he was probably RedRiot, right?

'Jeez, what are the chances we'd all end up in the same class?' Ochako, thought, before shaking her head and putting it out of mind.

It seemed those five had all expected the kind of after shocks that would be caused by Kano-kun simply throwing a ball and been prepared to deal with it.

Aizawa-sensei dug a pinky into his ear and wiggled it for a moment, before turning back to the class, and Ochako noticed he was holding something that looked like a smart phone, with a number indicator rising rapidly atop it.

"Before anything else, one must know what they're capable of," Aizawa-sensei said, "This is a rational metric that will form the basis of your hero foundation going forward from here."

Just as he finished, the rapidly inclining number on the device slowed and came to a stop.

4405.8m.

Over four thousand metres. That was how far Kano had thrown that soft ball just then.

…And to think that was him dialling down his quirk. Unreal.

Kano-kun for sure, was the real deal.

"Holy shit, over four thousand metres? That's freaking crazy!"

"Hell yeah! that's what I expected from the king of the Imperial Army! Manly as all hell!"

…Huh RedRiot even said manly in real life as well?

"Awesome, this looks so fun!"

"We can really use our quirks freely for this? Amazing! That's the hero course for you, wooh yeah!"

"Looks fun, huh?" Aizawa-sensei cut the abrupt excited chattering off with an annoyed growl, "So you were planning on spending these next three years just having a jolly old good time the, huh? Fine then, if that's the way you wanna play it. Then, I guess I'll have some fun too. Whoever comes last in this assessment test in total points, will be expelled, how's that for fun?"

'…Eh?' Ochako own excitement that was beginning to rise, came to an instant halt and was doused with an icy cold bucket of water.