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Undercover Wild Cat, Chapter Eleven

Author’s Thoughts: I love how a majority of this story so far is Eijirou and his energetic blonde besties

Description: With everyone returning to class, it’s time for choosing hero names and interning. Despite the trouble, Sasha finds herself at a loss on what to do. But she’s not without the support of friends.

Warning:None.

ArtCredit:@.jabberwockyface

OC Credit:@jix-the-dragon

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Sasha had heard so many stories from her classmates by now, and she began to feel more and more upset by her absence from the Sports Festival. Still, she couldn’t help but feel proud of her classmates, especially Ochako and Eijirou.

Despite everything, she heard that Ochako fought hard against Bakugou and didn’t stop fighting until she couldn’t anymore. After watching the Sports Festival rerun herself, she couldn’t agree more. 

“I guess… I still lost though. But I’m going to beat Bakugou someday!” Ochako grinned, a determined spark reaching her eyes. She stood beside Sasha’s desk, hands on her hips.

Sasha smiled up at her from her seat. “Of course, you will. After that fight, I can tell. Besides, how the fight ended doesn’t matter too much.” 

“What do you mean?” Eijirou turned to fully face her in his seat, tilting his head a bit in a way that made Sasha giggle at how cute he looked. Eijirou seemed to only get more confused by her laughter, but he smiled anyway. As long as he was making her smile.

“Well..” She shrugged, leaning back into her seat. “Ochako showed a fierce side that I don’t think anyone has ever seen in her before. The only time I saw her get that stubborn was during the entrance exam when she saved Izuku.” She said thoughtfully.

Smirking at Ochako’s immediately flushed face, she continued. “What I’m saying is, you looked like a real hero out there. You’re bound to get a bunch of opportunities to study under heroes. You did great out there.”

Ochako smiled and threw her arms around Sasha. “Thank, Sasha! That’s the sweetest thing anyone in this class has ever said to me.” 

Sasha chuckled and gave her a quick hug back. “Of course. Now go sit down, I can hear Aizawa coming.”

Yelping, she jumped away and made her way to her seat. “Guys! Sasha says Aizawa is coming!”

The rest of their classmates who weren’t at their desks stumbled into their chairs. And anyone who was talking, they weren’t talking anymore. Aizawa walked in as soon as everyone had settled and looked around suspiciously before fully making his way inside. 

“… I’m going to pretend your good behavior doesn’t startle me. Morning.”

“Good morning, Mr. Aizawa.” The class chimed, a few smiling at his remark.

“Mr. Aizawa, you aren’t wearing bandages anymore.” Tsuyu pointed out.

Sasha’s eyes lit up and she grinned. “Are you feeling better then?” She asked hopefully. Feelings of guilt still lingered, even then. She figured it was all her fault Aizawa was hurt in the first place, so seeing his recovery meant a lot to her.

He nodded. “Mm. The old lady took her treatment too far.” He sighed, Sasha and Eijirou exchanging an amused glance at the thought of Recovery Girl kissing Aizawa better.

“Everyone, we have an important class today. Hero Informatics.” He continued.

Sasha felt a chill go down her spine and her ears began to go back, most of the class showing as much fear as she was. 

“Normally, I’m great agent assessments, but I’m lacking in the hero department compared to everyone here.” She thought. “Relax, Quinn, relax. At least try to get a B.”

After a moment of silence, as if to torture his students, he clarified. “You’ll need codenames, so it’s time to pick your hero identities.”

Just as quick as they despaired, everyone around Sasha jumped up in delight. They began to chatter and cheer excitedly, drawing a sigh from Aizawa and a glare that had everyone quiet and in their seats.

“This is related to the pro hero draft picks that I previously mentioned. Students don’t normally have to worry about that until their second or third year, but your class is different. Any interest a hero takes in you is essentially investing in your potential. Though they have the right to take back any offers before graduation, so nothing is set in stone.”

Sasha hummed quietly. “If I was an actual student, I’d be pretty worried. Thankfully, I shouldn’t have gotten any offers. I didn’t participate after all. I’m an agent, so this isn’t for me.”

Aizawa pulled up a couple of numbers stating who got offers. Sasha noticed something interesting, but Jirou mentioned it first.

“Todoroki got more offers than Bakugou.” She pointed out.

Eijirou nodded. “Yeah, their roles are completely switched from how they placed in the festival.”

Sero spoke up, shrugging. “They probably weren’t excited about working with the guy who had to be chained up at the end.”

“IF I SCARE THE PROS, THEY’RE JUST WEAK!”

Sasha looked at Bakugou and chuckled. “I get your logic, but I don’t think any pros are scared of you, Bakugou.” She leaned her cheek against her palm, watching in amusement as he fumed.

“Who the hell was talking to you, house cat?!”

Her ears stiffened in shock before immediately falling flat as she returned his glare. “Who are you calling a house pet, you walking stick of dynamite?!”

Mina looked over curiously. “Uh.. Are they okay?”

Denki sighed before smiling. “They’re at it again..”

“C’mon, guys, let’s chill out..” Eijirou said, looking at the two nervously. They simply glared at each other once more before crossing their arms and looking away.

Aizawa began speaking again. “Despite these results, you’ll all be interning. You all witnessed and experienced combat with real villains, thanks to the USJ incident. Still, it will be helpful to see pros at work. Up close, in the field, first hand.”

Sasha sat in shock snd quickly spoke up. “Wait, so I’ll still be interning? I didn’t participate in the Sports Festival at all, I’m not sure if I deserve the opportunity..”

Her classmates looked at her, Eijirou’s eyebrows furrowing. “What’re you talkin’ about, Sash? You weren’t feeling well. That’s not your fault.”

Hearing her own lie stung her heart, especially from Eijirou, but she didn’t let it show. “But still, I don’t deserve a spot like that..”

Aizawa shook his head. “That’s not for you to decide, Quinn. So, yeah, you’ll be interning too.”

She gave a nod, trying to avoid her classmate’s worried stares. “I understand, sir.”

Aizawa began to talk about hero names again, and that seemed to cheer everyone up a bit. Midnight made her introduction in the middle of Aizawa’s sentence, drawing everyone’s attention. Especially the boys. 

Eijirou immediately looked away from her, looking down instead. Sasha noticed and whispered, “Not gonna drool like the rest of the boys?”

He quickly shook his head. “N-Nah. Doesn’t feel right.. Besides, I don’t drool over other girls anyway.” He chuckled softly.

Sasha blushed and gently repeated his words. “Other girls..? So..”

Eijirou’s cheeks turned as red as his hair and he laughed nervously.

Aizawa began telling the class how important choosing a hero name was, mentioning how your codename should reflect what you represent as a hero, and bringing up All Might as an example.

Sasha thought hard but she had no clue what to name herself. She wasn’t a hero, and she wasn’t here to be a hero. So choosing a name to reflect that was out the window.

“You okay, Sash?” Eijirou asked, handing her a dry erase board. 

She nodded. “Mhm. Just having a hard time understanding the reflection of representing a hero thing.” She sighed.

“Oh.. Well, think of it this way. Your name should tell people who you are, right?”

Sashaperked up and smiled. “Yeah.. Yeah. Thank you, Eij. That actually helped a whole lot.”

He grinned. “Glad I could help!”

Eventually, Midnight asked if anyone was ready to present. 

“Hold up, we’re supposed to share?” Denki asked, gripping his board a bit tighter and pulling it closer.

Everyone began to whisper, Eijirou gawking in complete horror at the thought of sharing. Sasha leaned over and rubbed his arm, making him relax ever so slightly. It was so ironic that she was petting him, he couldn’t help but smile.

No one seemed to want to go first except for Aoyama, who was quick to make his way to the front of the classroom and announce his hero name “I Can Not Stop Twinkling”. Everyone stared in shock, but even more so when Midnight approved, only shortening his name a bit to “Can’t Stop Twinkling”.

Sasha figured it was a bit of a mouthful, but it certainly suited Aoyama and his twinkling personality. 

Everyone went up to give their hero names. She already knew Eijirou’s, but hearing him speak about his idol put a smile on her face. She always loved seeing Eijirou get passionate about things that meant something to him.

But she almost absolutely died of laughter at “King Explosion Murder”. Her hands over her mouth, she tried pretending to be surprised, but her shaking shoulders gave her away. Eijirou seemed to think it was funny too. 

“Hey, how about ‘Explosion Boy’?” Eijirou called out, playing on when Sasha had called Bakugou “Explodo Boy”.

“Shut up, Shitty Hair!”

Unable to hold back anymore, Sasha broke into a fit of laughter with Eijirou and Denki. Bakugou began yelling at the three, of course. 

Once his turn finished, everyone continued. Sasha went up last, holding her board in her hands. 

“Uh.. My codename name is.. Namir.” She scratched the back of her head, hoping Midnight found it acceptable. Thankfully, Midnight loved it. 

“I love it! The origin name of leopard! And it sounds so elegant!”

Sasha nodded, smiling as her classmates praised her name. She shuffled back to her seat and let out a breath she didn’t know she was holding in.

“Great job up there, Namir.” Eijirou chuckled. 

She grinned and gently shoved at his shoulder. “Thanks, Red Riot.”

“… Please, your name was boring.”

“Petty looks ugly on you, Explosion Boy.”

“HOUSE PET!”

Aizawa and Midnight gave out listings of agencies, telling the class to be mindful of what type of agency to pick. He dismissed class, leaving everyone to chat excitedly amongst themselves. 

Sasha sigh. “Great. Now, what do I do?”

“Kirishima, where do you think you’ll intern?” She asked curiously, looking up from her paper just in time to meet the redhead’s gaze.

“Ah, probably Fatgum’s agency! What about you?” He fully turned to face her in his seat, watching her sigh and shrug.

She had absolutely no clue what to do. Being in a classroom was one thing, but having a hero devote their attention to her was another. It simply didn’t sit right with her. The thought of slipping up and having her cover blown was upsetting. 

Besides, it’s not like what she said earlier was wrong either. She didn’t feel like she deserved it. The more she thought about it, the more it weighed on her. She didn’t even come here for hero training. She was taking the place of someone who actually wanted to be a hero. Still, she was doing this to take down AOF. Some sacrifices had to be made.

As an agent, she should have detached herself from the situation and the guilt that came with it. But being here and experiencing what it’s like being a student, being one of them… It was different.

Now that she knew what being young felt like, she could understand everyone better. Because of that, it hurt more to lie and cheat them. 

“I just hope they don’t hate me too much..” She thought.

Eijirou leaned over, placing a hand over hers. “Hey..” He said, gaining her attention. “Everything will be fine. You’re good at figuring things out, Sash.” 

She blinked owlishly before grinning. Eijirou always knew what to say and when to say it. “Thanks, Eij. You’re the best. Are you already a Sasha whisperer?”

He laughed and nodded. “Yeah, I’d like to think so!” He liked the sound of that. Someone who understood Sasha. H wanted to be someone like that.

Her attention was diverted to the sound of grumbling that her ears picked up. She turned and saw Bakugou shaking with anger, muttering under her breath. 

“Yo, Bakugou!” She called out, the blonde stiffly turning to face her. She smiled softly. “Are you jealous that you didn’t the most offers?” She teased. 

“Like hell I am! It’s the heroes’ loss! I’m the best here!”

“Yeah, yeah.” She brushed his words off. “Eij, Denki, and I are going to get ice cream after school. Wanna come?”

“Screw that!” He shouted.

She nodded. “Cool! Just wait for us after class, okay?”

“ARE YOU EVEN LISTENING TO ME?!”

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Bakugou stomped ahead of the group angrily, hands in his pockets. 

“Of course, he still ended up coming with us.” Denki chuckled, grinning from ear to ear. “Bakugou! Do you even know where you’re going?”

He slightly turned to look back at the rest. “Of course I do! I wouldn’t be leading the way if I didn’t, idiot!”

Sasha jogged up to him a bit. “What’s got you so much more upset than usual? Were you really upset about the offers? You still got a bunch.”

“No, that’s not it. Mind your business!” He rolled his eyes. 

The other two joined them. “C’mon, Bakugou, emotional vulnerability is like.. Super manly!”

“I’m not feeling emotional, Shitty Hair!”

Sasha chuckled. “Ice cream will help you feel better. I’ll even pay, my treat.”

He continued to grumble, brooding all the way to the ice cream parlor. Just like promised, Sasha bought a popsicle, despite him yelling that he didn’t need her to buy him anything.

Though when the popsicle entered his mouth, Bakugou was a lot quieter. 

“I think.. I just figured out something new about Bakugou.” She mumbled to Denki and Eijirou.

Bakugou no longer walked ahead of them, not walking beside them nonchalantly. It almost seemed like he wasn’t even paying attention, instead choosing to focus on his thoughts and popsicle.

“Huh.. Bakugou likes ice cream.” Denki murmured. “I didn’t take him as a sweets guy. I thought he’d be more into spicy stuff.”

“I am,” Bakugou spoke up, sounding less angry, but still agitated. “I’m just not picky. I eat all types of stuff. And don’t talk about me like I’m not here.”

Eijirou nodded, grinning. “Sorry, bro. Oh hey, could I walk you home again, Sash?”

“Yeah, sure.” She shrugged, leaning against him. “Why do you always wanna walk me home though?” She looked up at him.

Blushing pink, his expression softened watching her. “I just wanna make sure you get home safe. Wouldn’t be very manly if I didn’t.”

She smiled up at him. ”You’re the manliest, Eijirou. You know that?”

He began stuttering over his words, Denki interjecting. “Well, now we gotta walk you home too, at least today. We’re manly too, right Bakugou?” He asked the other blonde, who gave a grunt in response.

Sasha laughed softly. “That’s cool, I guess. I like hanging out with you guys.”

“You’re so wholesome, Sasha.” Denki shrugged. “We gotta look out for you.. Even though I’m sure you and your claws could handle anything.”

She wanted to argue that she wasn’t the most wholesome, that the title belonged to Eijirou. But after watching Eijirou nod in agreement with Denki, she decided to keep it to herself. 

“Yeah, sure guys. Sure.”