Chapter 93 - My CO Stash #93 - Wonderboy by Tsume Yuki (KakashiXMyHeroAcademia) (2/2)

The fact he walks along beside him now seems to indicate this won't be the case.

”I don't care. You don't get the final say anyway.” Hatake hums, fingers itching towards the pocket he'd stashed the p_o_r_n in and Shota levels him with a look that promises death if he completes that action. Still, Hatake hesitates for a second before holding his hands up in surrender.

”Don't antagonise, got it.” He snaps off a mock salute that makes Shota want to snap his neck. Figuratively. The brat.

Hatake saunters into the room, dropping into the chair before the monitors. He makes sure to roll his shoulders back into the cushioned material, fingers drumming against the arms as he waits for the show to start.

”So, this is the wonderboy, is it?” Hizashi muses, squatting down to stare right into Hatake's face. Hatake stares right back before he giggles, fanning his face and looking away.

”Maa, I'm flattered, but the age gap.” The absolute shit.

Hizashi full out squawks, Nemuri breaks out into hysterics and All Might just looks utterly fl_u_s_tered. Ridiculous. The Hero Association's 'Wonderboy' is a little f_u_c_ker and they're gonna have to build a tolerance up to his little tricks quick. Otherwise he'll spend the majority of his time at UA pushing all their buttons.

”I told you to shut up, Hatake.”

”Mmm.” The boy makes no sound other than that low confirmation, but the amused curve of eye indicates he feels his work is already done here.

God, these next three years cannot pass quick enough.

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”Maa, I'm not really supposed to be doing this,” Kakashi muses, scratching as his chin as he remains seated on the captured criminal. Technically he's not broken the law, he hasn't used a quirk, after all. But the police are still gonna be prickly about it. As they have been for the other three-hundred and sixty-two incidents like this that he's been involved in. Hey, it's not his job they're slow on the uptake and poor at patrolling. Honestly, they've had these quirks popping up for generations and they're nowhere near the brutal efficiency that Konoha had. Then again, Konoha had carte blanche on all things that happened in the walls and if they civilians didn't like it… well, they had to lump it. Things are different here, there's far more… freedoms in certain areas. And still they wouldn't let him tear through the hero-course as he has done everything else. Ridiculous.

”Hatake. Why am I not surprised.” Tanema, having finished climbing out of his cruiser, folds his arms and stares down at his seated form. Kakashi only grins back.

”Maa, citizen's arrest. No quirks were used, barring the detainee's, of course. I have my first day of school today but, being on the hero course, I of course couldn't ignore a call for help. To do so would be un-heroic, nee?”

”Just… just get going. I'll be by with the usual forms for you to fill in later.”

”Ja-nee, thanks, Tanema-kun!”

”I'm thirty years your senior, brat!” Kakashi ignores him, hopping off the downed criminal and offering the woman he'd helped a little salute. She stares but then so do a lot of people. It's his face or, rather, how much of it he has covered.

Giving a little wave, Kakashi plants both hands in his pockets and continues his slow meander down the street, the road awash with traffic and pedestrians. Yes, he did have a class to get to. And now that it's been approximately forty-five minutes since school started, he can show.

Got to be early for the first day, no?

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The look that Aizawa shoots him as he strolls out onto the open field does, in no way, look appropriately appreciative of his early status. In fact, judging by the ugly death glare and snarl, Kakashi would even go so far as to say the man's upset with him. Huh. Clearly the Hero Commission hadn't gotten around to telling the UA staff about his little... quirks (hehehe). That, or they'd assumed he'd be respectful enough to acknowledge school times. Which, ha. They've made him wait long enough; now, it's their turn.

”Hatake. Nice of you to join us.”

Nineteen heads of various colours (and species, Kakashi's amused to notice) swivel around to take him in. With the slight scuffs on his trousers and blazer, tie nowhere in sight and his mask pulled up and over his face, Kakashi rather gets the feeling they're very much unimpressed. One of the students (glasses and engine legs; someone with connections to Team Idaten given his face) makes a noise rather like a tea kettle. While Kakashi would love to peg him as the Gai of the class… well, there will only ever be on Gai in his mind.

That doesn't mean he won't wind the kid up for the entertainment value.

”-sheer disrespect afforded to this institution-”

Kakashi zones out of his words, inspecting the array of students that will be his classmates (he's in Aizawa's class; isn't his teacher so lucky to have such a wonderful, prodigal student, nee?) as they continue to stare at him in blatant disbelief.

”-Sensei! If Hatake-san has missed the vast majority of his quirk assessment tests, does that mean he shall score last?” Quirk assessment test? Oh! It must be just like the bell test, only without any bells in sight. And nearly seven times the number of students to a single teacher. Ouch. Kakashi would hate to be in his shoes. Another good thing about this world; you won't be forced into teaching by a benevolent dictator who is 'only doing this for your own good I swear to Hashirama, Kakashi, if you don't pass this lot then-'

”As much as I would love to throw Hatake out on his a_s_s, I'm not allowed to expel the kid that has held the entrance exam record for the past decade.”

There's a momentary pause as the rest of the students absorb that information; he can almost see the cogs in their brains whirling as they look him over and absorb the word 'decade'.

”Dec- wait, Aizawa-sensei, that can't be-”

”It is right. I checked. Don't let his attitude fool you; this brat shattered the entrance exam record before he turned six. It's only because of child labour laws that the Hero Commission didn't shove him through UA and spit him out in a pint-sized hero costume.”

They goggle. They're teenagers, it's what they do best.

Behind the mask, Kakashi grins, offering them a jaunty wave in greeting.

That's when the ashy blond explodes.