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kirishima eijiro | boku no hero academia/my hero academia

[machismost]

a. brother from another mother, sister from another mister

[ Seems like the powers that be in this place jam-packed the schedule because not just one, but two people are waking up in the fateful pre-teen bedroom of New Bark Town this morning. In the same pre-teen bed, actually.

The last thing Kirishima remembers is going to sleep in his own dorm room, so the waking up cozy part isn't weird. No, the first thing that tips things into the bizarre is the subtle music that rouses him. See, Kirishima is neighbors to his school's resident bad-boy so if any music was going to come through the walls, it'd likely be something aggressive, not this... cheerful jingle-esque stuff.

Of course, the next thing is the most startling. After blinking awake, staring at the ceiling a moment, and rubbing his eyes in bemusement at the music, Kirishima moves to begin his morning routine by rolling out of bed and putting his feet on the floor. However, he's waylaid by the fact he starts to roll on top of the other body in the bed.

If your character wasn't awake yet, they sure as hell are now as Kirishima gives a loud yelp of surprise and practically slams himself into the nearby wall in an effort to get away. ]

Woah!

[ Good morning, sleepy-head, there's a teenaged boy gawking down at you. And my, what big teeth his has - every visible tooth in his open, dumbfounded mouth is as sharp as a shark's. The other notable feature is shoulder-length, fire-engine red hair and the fact he is shirtless. Kirishima trains his body hard and normally he's far from ashamed of it, but being startled has him snatching up the sheets to cover his bare chest. Don't worry - he's got sweatpants on below.

So begins a very confusing morning for the two who are about to be adopted by the same Mom. ]



b. if not through, then over!

[ Union Cave finds itself party to yet another visitor as a young trainer and his Machop stride with confidence into the dark stone formation. At first, it's great, and anyone is welcome to come across a teenaged boy with red, spiky hair being entirely too loud about hyping up his Pokemon while the Machop lifts and punches its way through various boulders. The human himself is no slouch in that department, even playing a game of tossing a rock nearly the size of his Machop back and forth between them for a little while. Of course, he has to catch and squat the weight to make sure it doesn't snap his spine or tweak his back, but it's a great work-out!

The biggest issue comes when the Machop tries to punch through a rock attached to a much larger system. An Onix awakens from its midday snooze and gives reason for the entirely-too-loud pair to yell as it chases them out of the tunnels and back into broad daylight.

Outside, panting from both exertion and lingering fear of that monstrous rock snake, Kirishima tries to console his partner with his hands on his knees. ]

Hey, it's fine, dude! We could've definitely taken that thing in a head-to-head fight! It just got the element of surprise on us!

[ Machop folds his arms and huffs loudly, glaring back towards the cave where they'd last seen the Onix roar after them before burrowing into the depths. ]

Man, if my Quirk ever comes back, you'll see. We'll be unstoppable!

But hey... let's take a break for now, okay?

[ If not this scene or the pair dejectedly passing a bottle of water between them outside, there's also the potential to come across the scene of these two idiots later in the evening, when Kirishima reasoned it could be just as good training to try and climb the mountain rather than potentially run into another Onix in the dark.

Yeah, that turns out with Kirishima dangling at the end of his much shorter, but much stronger Machop's arm about forty feet up the rock wall. They're at a bit of an impasse, as Machop is afraid to let Kirishima go even as he insists he's got his foothold back again, yet the Pokemon is still too low-level to actually scale this thing one-handed. ]

Maybe I shoulda used the rope to tie us together, huh...

[ ooc; Up for other prompts too, just shoot me a PM! ]

B.

[stardiving]

[Estinien's eyes catch sight of some idiot clinging to the side of the mountain as he's flying by on dragonback--he watches for a bit before realizing that whoever it is,, they're probably fairly stuck. He taps both of Ratatoskr's shoulders in a signal to get her attention and direct her towards the mountain.

Luckily he's good at projecting his voice, so he doesn't need to get too close, lest the wind from his mount's wings buffet the kid right off the rock face.]

Ho, there!

[machismost]

[ Not too long ago, Kirishima could have confidently ordered his Machop to just drop him and absorb the fall that came. Hell, he could have just made his hands into stone claws and gecko'd his way up this cliff face. Now, though, he's in the midsts of trying to coax his partner into letting him take the real risk of falling and break something - to be honest, he's not so confident any more, which is probably why Machop just isn't buying what he's selling.

Fortunately, a savior arrives. At least, Kirishima hopes that's the case and this pale-haired guy isn't just going to laugh at them. Actually, he could take the laughter as long as help came with it.

For a second, the redhead gawks a bit at the Flygon in what Estinien might identify as the sort of wonder that comes with seeing something awesome for the first time. Despite being in a pretty sticky predicament, Kirishima can't help but be amazed by an actual dragon how cool is that??? ]

Y-Yo! Any chance you could help us out?

[ He smiles out at the man and uses the one arm he has free to sheepishly rub the back of his neck. This is... embarrassing, quite frankly, especially since the more he stares at the stranger astride his Pokemon the cooler he looks. But not as embarrassing as a broken leg or who knows what, he reasons. ]

[stardiving]

[Estinien has had some time to get used to the limitations this world places on them, even if he doesn't appreciate them. He looks Ratatoskr in the eye, gauging how she feels about the extra weight--she nods her head and carefully flies forward, reaching out with her small forearms to give the kid something to grab onto.

(He doesn't laugh, that would involve Estinien being a far more mirthful person than he actually is. He's just quietly judging a little. Not too much.)]

Hold on.

[Which is, perhaps, a redundant command. But Ratatoskr isn't exactly built to carry someone in her arms, small as they are, and Estinien still has to pluck the Machop off the cliff face too before they can make their way down.]

[machismost]

[ Kirishima, an eternal optimist until slapped with evidence to the contrary, simply believes that Estinien is too honorable to laugh at him.

Machop makes a growling, protesting sound as the Flygon comes closer and the wind currents begin to batter them. ]

Easy.

[ Kirishima reassures him, pressing tight to the stone until Ratatoskr seems to have hit a spot where she's hovering steadily. Now she's close, he can see there's a little bit of a flaw in the length of her arms, reminding him briefly of a T-Rex. Just like T-Rex, though, she's still fucking awesome to look at.

The redhead stretches out his arm and grabs Ratatoskr's forearm in a firm grip, though he has to push off the wall with his legs to achieve it. He's now dangling like the center length of a chain between the two Pokemon. ]

Okay, Machop, let go!

[ He calls back to his partner. What he means is that Machop needs to let go of his arm so he can use both to hold onto the Flygon. What happens is Machop lets go of the wall. ]

Oh crap!

[ Kirishima is now clinging on for dear life to these Pokemon, eyes wide with some fear and a whole lot of apology as both his weight and Machop's are dragging at the dragon's forelimb. ]

[stardiving]

[Luckily for both of them, Ratatoskr is stronger than her tiny little trex arms would imply. She huffs a little, but can definitely hold on long enough for Estinien to release his second flyer from his pokeball and bend down to also make sure he has a grip so no one falls before his Corviknight can get into place.

Ratatoskr backwings a little, moving away from the wall so Temple can get under both Kirishima and his Machop. Once the giant metal bird is in place under Kirishima's dangling feet, Estinien lets go of his wrist.]

Let go. Temple will catch you.

[machismost]

[ The fact Machop is holding onto him and likewise depending on him to hold on to Flygon is what keeps Kirishima hanging on, though the strain is clear on his face and the snarl of his mouth, especially when they start to move. He might not be as strong as he used to be, but he's strong enough. Red eyes flash over Estinien as he leans over to help; ridiculously, he's more scared either of these samaritans are going to get hurt. But Estinien doesn't even seem to be bothered, which gives Kirishima confidence.

He doesn't hesitate to obey, dropping as soon as he can pry his fingers out of their death-grip. Onto the back of a metal bird. ]

Woah!

[ He was expecting feathers, not armor, but he's not about to complain. His now-free arm moves to try and find purchase on the steely feathers while the other one immediately wraps around his Machop and drags him into his lap like a big brother about to let his kid sibling take the steering wheel of the car while he pushes the pedals. Only his legs are gripping the Corviknight's neck as best he can. ]

Thanks, Temple!

[ Adrenaline is pounding through him right now. Holy crap, they're really flying! ]

B

[greatspear]

[Tonbokiri had made sure to get out out of the cave as quickly as possible once they heard that rampaging Onix. Since Tonbokiri doesn't have a weapon and he's still figuring out what his Pokemon is capable of, he knew better than to try and face an Onix head on.

So once Kirishima is outside, he may find himself near a tall, similarly redheaded man who's built like a brick house and gently petting a Mudbray to calm him down.]

Ah, I see you made it out as well. These Onix tend to go on rampages quite easily...

[machismost]

[ Did a cloud just pass over the sun? No, it's just the shadow cast by a huge dude.

As someone who is rather obsessive about his own physique and the concept of manliness in general, Kirishima has to stare a moment before he bursts into an amiable, if awkward little laugh. He straightens up immediately to not look as out-of-breath as he's feeling. ]

Yeah? I mean... [ Rubbing the back of his neck. ] I'd probably get pretty mad too if someone just walked up and punched me in the ass and I think I'm a pretty patient guy.

[ Which he now realizes might not make a lot of sense. He cringes a bit sheepishly, the gesture showing off rows of clenched, serrated teeth as he glances over to Machop. ]

It was an accident. Sorry if we scared you guys.

[greatspear]

Oh, so that's what happened. Well, I suppose what matters is that we are all safe. [Though he personally wouldn't go up to an Onix and try to punch it...]

I'm alright, though it seems Umatarou here was a bit shaken. I suppose horses will always scare easily, no matter what world you are in.

[And Tonbokiri would know, having a lot of experience looking after horses back home. Though at least his Mudbray seems to have calmed down, nosing at some blades of grass.]

[machismost]

Yeah, you're right about that.

[ Though he can't help but share a sidelong look with his Machop. Kirishima ridiculously feels kind of like a coward for running away, nevermind the fact they were running from a giant rock snake monster. Judging from the folded arms and the way Machop won't look at anyone else gathered, he guesses the little dude feels something of the same.

Kirishima returns his attention to the man and his... mule? Horse? The guy says horse, so horse it is. He's never seen a Mudbray, in any case. Reaching for his bag, Kirishima opens it and fishes around for his PokeDex. On the way, however, he's distracted by finding a bottle of water.

Wrenching that sucker right out! He cracks open the top with a twist and then nudges his Machop with his leg, silently handing the bottle down to the Pokemon. Machop perks out of his sulk to greedily grab hold of the thing with both hands and begins to guzzle. Kirishima cringes. He wanted some of that too, buddy... oh well. ]

What about the war horses that go charging into battle? Where I'm from, people had to fight with swords and spears and bows and the armies that won usually did it on the backs of horses.

[ He sounds a bit excited with the explanation, though he's also smiling at Mudbray in what he hopes to be an encouraging manner. It's okay, buddy! ]

Ah, I'm Kirishima by the way! This is Machop.

[greatspear]

I am Tonbokiri. Pleased to meet you, Kirishima-dono. [Tonbokiri doesn't drop his old-fashioned formalities easily.]

Ah, yes, I am familiar with those horses. It's much the same where I'm from. Though those horses had to be as well-trained as the people who rode them, so that they could serve their riders well. No doubt that is also the case with these creatures.

[Of course, what Tonbokiri doesn't mention is that way back in those days, he was one of those spears that samurai would carry into battle on horseback. And now that he has a human body, he can ride into battle on horseback himself. He's kept largely quiet about what his true nature is while he's been here, as he doubts most people would believe him anyway.

He also can't help but laugh a little at Machop guzzling all that water. Sorry, Kirishima.] I'm sure your friend needs the hydration after what just happened.

[machismost]

[ A little grin flashes across Kirishima's face, surprised but delighted by the honorific. He's not sure if he's being teased, but he likes it either way. When Tonbokiri laughs, the younger man can't help a little chuckle himself. ]

It's okay. There's gotta be a river or something nearby - you can hear the water running in the cave. That or we can walk back to town.

[ Clearly he should have taken a couple of sips himself before handing the bottle over, but live and learn. He can bear it; his Pokemon takes priority over him. Speaking of, there's a loud, crackle-crunch sound as Machop attempts to squeeze the last vestiges of moisture out of the bottle. Another note to self - buy a big jug that's more refillable and less breakable. ]

You're a trainer too, right, Tonbokiri-sama? [ He certainly trains himself, at least, Kirishima has already noted with some admiration. ] So I'm sure with some practice you could have a war horse if you wanted! Nobody really just starts out being brave.

a

[apshot]

[ Look, so Kirishima isn't the only one that might have gone to bed in one place only to show up in another. Katsuki is definitely the type that goes to bed earlier than the others and, occasionally, gets up earlier to get his day going. That's not a thing that is going to happen this morning - likely because his alarm isn't going to be going off to let him know that it's about that time.

Instead there's some really cheerful music and it only serves to make Bakugou pull the blankets over his head. One neighbor in the dorms most definitely does not wake up before him. However the four-eyes that lives below? Oh Katsuki can see him listening to this shit and the poor guy is going to get an earful from the explosive teen later.

At least that's the thought... Until something bumps into him and yelps. That catches his attention, making him realize he's definitely not there alone. So before he can think to at least see who, the blond is already throwing off the blankets and kicking whoever it is out. ]

The fuck are you doing in my room?

[ Someone's gonna die. ]

[machismost]

[ Bakugou does not kick Kirishima out of the bed considering their positions, but he does kick the redhead further up against the wall. The foot slams him right in the gut and it hurts. With how tense he is right now, he'd have thought he'd be hardened there, but apparently not. Fortunately, since he is actually clenching his abdomen, it doesn't knock the wind out of him. The little wheeze he gives is more from pain than anything else.

He grabs at the blonde's foot, trying to haul it harmlessly up into the air before it can do any more damage can be done. ]

WHAT THE HELL, MAN?! YOU'RE IN MY ROOM!!!

[ They are both incorrect, of course, but Kirishima's too focused on glaring down at his friend to realize that just yet. Fuck, that hurt, you jerk!

Kirishima gives in to pettiness and attempts to use the leg to toss Bakugou out of the bed. He can take it. Besides, a warm-up before breakfast is Kirishima's routine; might as well make it a brawl. ]

[apshot]

[ There is a pause, actually. A dawning realization that it's the stupid redhead in here with him. Under plenty of circumstances, this would be pretty normal. Maybe not in bed, but sharing space? Sure.

...But why did his kick connect with flesh?

Not enough time to think about it because Kirishima is reacting and snatching up Bakugou by the ankle. It immediately sets him off. ]

LIKE HELL I AM!

[ Go ahead and try to toss! Katsuki can totally take it, but so can his friend. That's why it's nothing for the blonde to twist and try to grab onto the other teen. Get his hand on Kirishima's face to start with -

And nothing. Absolutely nothing happens. ]

[machismost]

[ No boom... But just as disconcertingly, there's squish beneath the blonde's fingers. Not a lot of squish, of course, because faces sure do have a lot of bone beneath them ( at least his does ), but there's an unmistakable yielding of flesh; Kirishima's aware his nose is squished uncomfortably down towards his lower lip. This time, Kirishima's certain he activated his quirk. How many times have they done this? Hand to face, explosive hand meeting stoney face? Countless by now.

Absolutely stunned silence reigns between the two heroes.

And then the door opens. "Oh, Katsuki, Eijiro, you're finally awake! Well come on, sleepy-heads, you've got a big day ahead of you!" A rather wholesome-looking woman pokes her head through the door, smiling at the two boys locked in paused combat. It doesn't seem to phase her the least little bit.

Kirishima makes to pull his face out of Bakugou's grip to get a better look at her. She knows his name, but he's never met her a day in his life. Still, she seems sweet, so haplessly he offers. ]

Hi? Sorry, who--

[apshot]

[ They absolutely have done this song and dance before. So many times and it's not always the face. It just so happens that the face is always Bakugou's favorite target. But even he is a little stumped that nothing happens. He's 100% certain that he's activated his quirk. Just to be sure, he kind of smacks Kirishima's face a few times, completely baffled by the lack of boom.

This has never happened before. Surely once he can parse that his quirk is not working, he's going to get pissed. Does anyone really want to see that? ]

The hell...

[ He's snatched away from his thoughts by yet another person entering the seen. Who the fuck is this woman and why is she speaking to them in this way? Sorry, Katsuki's brain is going to stop working for a moment. Usually he can keep up with most things, but even this is out of his league. So he blinks. And blinks some more. ]

Haaaaa?

[machismost]

Did Mister Aizawa send you to get us?

[ Kirishima ventures, just as confused as his counterpart and desperate for things to make sense. But things just keep getting weirder and weirder.

The woman - Mom, as she introduces herself, and in such a way that anyone else would give their name that Kirishima hesitates to question it - utilizes their vulnerable state to direct them out of bed by insisting they've got a journey to head off to and a couple of backpacks in her hand. Of course more questions are asked, but the yo-yo master did not answer, she just kept on yo-ing Mom nimbly side-steps this by answering with things to ones they didn't ask. She lets them know it is Sunday, that their PokéGear ( whatever that is ) is in the bag along with their lunch. With utmost sincerity she asks if they know how to use a phone.

The fact they're not in either of their dorms, much less Alliance Heights becomes quickly apparent, which means Kirishima goes from just trying to keep Bakugou in check to actively signaling with his eyes and his gestures that they just better go along with things until they get a moment to regroup with each other. This is a civilian after all - a sweetly domineering one but a civilian all the same. Kirishima's not sure if she's in her right mind, but then again, he's not sure he is either.

They end up standing together outside of the shut door of a quaint little two-story house in the middle of what seems to be some sort of village, all open space with sandy ground surrounded by trees and what looks to be some sort of marina leading out to sea to their left. Kirishima's still wearing nothing but the black sweatpants he wore to bed and a look of utter bewilderment. In one hand is his brand new backpack and in the other there's an tri-colored orb of some sort that Mom handed him right when he was stepping out the door.

Now that they're finally 'alone', he turns the lost look on Bakugou. His brow furrows. ]

How do you tell if you're dreaming?

[ If this is a dream and his mind knows the answer to that, dream!Bakugou would be the one who gives it to him. If this isn't a dream and this is actually Bakugou, even better. The real guy's even smarter and it also means he's not alone in this crazy whatever-the-fuck that's happening to them now. ]

B

[shiro2hero]

You guys need some help?

[No offense bud, but you sure don't look like one of the locals. And, you know, Shiro is apparently genetically predisposed to locking onto teenagers who may be slightly out of their depth.]

[He'd been heading on the road again, on the way to the nearest Gym to train, and... this is what he bumps into. Behind him, trooping dutifully along, is the massive shape of his Aggron, who peers over its trainer's head, curiously.]

Everyone okay?

[machismost]

[ Who'd be offended by the truth? ... Okay, he knows a few people who'd fit that bill, but Kirishima isn't one of them. Chagrinned by the truth in this instance and maybe a bit hesitant to admit it, but not offended.

A spiky red mane of hair swings around, scouring for the voice that called out to him. Similarly red eyes fall atop the rather intimidating skull of the Aggron, though it's the slight glare of the sun that makes him flinch. With that and the way the Pokemon is leaning over his trainer, Kirishima doesn't see Shiro at all.

Any anxiety he'd been facing before disappears in favor of an awesome novelty. Kirishima gapes. His voice booms out loud and clear in the sort of way that says he's had a whole lot of practice being this excitable. ]

WOAH! YOU CAN TALK??

[ As if Shiro needed any more confirmation he's dealing with a moron.

Machop sighs at him. He's not at the revelation part in regards to his trainer being a moron, more wrestling with the denial stage. ]

[shiro2hero]

[There's a lengthy pause. Shiro and his Aggron look at one another. Then back to the kid. This repeats a few times before the man steps out from the shadow of his pokemon, his expression creased in concern.]

[There's a massive huff from the pokemon. This is not the first time they've run into someone like this. And both of them doubt it will be the last.]

[Shiro hunkers down, sitting on his heels in front of the teen.]

Yeah. Yeah, I can. You feeling okay? You have enough water?

[machismost]

Oh!

[ Not only does this giant metal mini-kaiju not speak Japanese ( at least according to what Kirishima is hearing ), but he just embarrassed himself in front of a whole ass adult man. That one-two punch of disappointment sure does smart. A bit of a laugh huffs out of him and he gives a shake of his head at himself.

Machop, for his part, sat forward on his hands and practically leaned right into Shiro's space the moment he said 'water'. Kirishima sets one of his own hands between his partner's shoulders, a gesture equally reassuring and monitoring. He gives a small, grateful smile. ]

We're not hurt, but if you've got some water to spare, we'd sure appreciate it, sir.

[ And while he's getting the vibe this guy is here out of the goodness of his heart, Kirishima still feels inclined to offer: ]

I've got some money and some stuff I can pay you back with... Unless you're more of a food type of guy? [ He brightens a little more; apparently he is a food type of guy, but water is definitely more important right now. ] I got onigiri today.

[shiro2hero]

[The Aggron does not seem to entirely appreciate the sudden movement of the Machop - as far as Aggrons go, Kuro is a fairly calm example. Except when anything appears to encroach on his trainer. But aside from looming a little taller, fixing those blue eyes flatly on Machop, he doesn't move.]

[Shiro, on the other hand, just nods, shifting his pack to rifle through for another bottle of water. Of course he has more. He wouldn't be the team dad otherwise.]

Sure, just a second -

[Only to pause, and frown in confusion at the offer of payment. Of any kind.]

No, you don't need to repay me. It's water, man. [He'll toss it to the kid, slinging his backpack into place again.] You keep your food, all right? Seems like you'll need it if you're running around out here.

[machismost]

[ Likewise, the Machop does not seem to understand that he's done anything wrong by invading someone else's personal space. There's a sort of single-mindedness to him, but the fixation was temporarily broken with the touch from his trainer, who has his attention until the water actually comes out. His hand flashes out lightning quick, catching it before Kirishima can. The redhead chuffs. ]

Nice, dude.

[ There's no protest as Kirishima takes the aforementioned water bottle from the Machop and opens it, turning his attention back to Shiro. Just as he thought, the guy's a good samaritan.

He takes a couple of grateful sips from the water bottle before passing it to his Pokemon. The reason for him helping himself first might become clear when Machop begins to just guzzle the remainder; this was a lesson Kirishima already had to learn the hard way. ]

Thanks, sir. I'd warn you that there's a pretty angry Onix rolling around in there, but it looks like you guys can handle it. If you don't mind me asking, what is that Pokemon? It's awesome! It looks like something that'd come out of a movie where I'm from! Well... actually there is one actual big dinosaur hero that's real, but he doesn't have that kind of plate armor.