Chương 8: 10 months
- Habaki POV -
It was the final day of middle school. As I walked into the courtyard an excited buzz could be heard from the students. It was now one of the biggest decision in your youth came. It was time to pick your future high school or if the school had an entrance exam you had to put at least down two if you failed to get in. I wasn't sure if that particular rule was something every school had but ours did. Walking in to my classroom I greeted everyone for the last time of our middle school life. Walking to my seat I greeted Kirishima who sat behind me.
''Have you decided which school you are applying to?'' I asked him.
''U.A it is the manliest school and to become the best hero I can I have to go there.'' He said with a deep conviction.
''I've also picked U.A as my first choice, but I have Shiketsu as a second if I don't manage to get in.'' It didn't matter all that much to me if I went to U.A or Shiketsu, but U.A had still taken precedence for being the #1 high school in Japan.
''That's good to hear, I know you'll get into U.A you are both smart and strong.'' He said while while flexing his bicep as a gesture. After coming over his self-doubt he had really started working hard. He began training and working out more, but he also studied more which had been obvious in his final grades.
''Thanks for the confidence, I would say the same to you but it doesn't look like you need it.''
Our chatter ended when Kitagawa-sensei walked into the classroom and beckoned for everyone to calm down. It took a bit but at last the class was quiet.
''It is your final day here so this is the last chance to change which schools you wanna got to next.'' Everyone just looked at her with anticipation, everyone knew where they wanted to go. ''Ok so if there is no changes I would for you to hand your papers with your school choice over, and we will send them to your respective schools.'' Everyone stood up in what quickly became a messy line. After everyone had handed in their papers, we had to go to the auditorium for one last speech by the principal and the current student council president. It was two boring speeches if I had to summaries them. Luckily we got off school after and everyone filed out of the room to go outside. Walking out of the gates I looked at Kirishima.
''See you at the entrance exam.'' I said to him while holding a closed fist towards him. He looked a bit shocked, he knew I wasn't one for hand gestures, which was true both in this life and the last. I don't know why but they just never sat right with me. Smiling broadly he held his own fist out and bumped mine. ''See you there.'' He said, and we walked our separate ways. We had agreed to first see each other in 10 months when the entrance exam began. Then we could show each other how much we had grown.
I had already planned my next 10 months, or I had made plan of what I wanted to accomplish. One thing I would get down, was strengthening my body enough so I could use my quirk without the katana. Speaking of that, I was still using a bokken but with my school application I had requested if I also could use a real katana to use my quirk to its fullest extend. Not sure what exactly to say in the request I had gotten Yoshida-sensei to say that I hadn't just slacked off and therefore couldn't use my quirk without a sword. I would soon get a letter either allowing me use of a real katana or not. This was the reason why i wanted to improve my body, because if i wasn't allowed sword i could be in trouble depending on the exam if I couldn't use every part of my quirk.
3 weeks later did I get an answer. They had kindly let me use a real sword, but that didn't stop me from training my body to the fullest. And after another 2 months of vigorous body training did I manage to produce some wind from my leg. The problem was just that as I did it I was flung backwards. I had manage to stop myself but just in time. I looked behind me and saw our garden tree a few inches away from me. I let out a breath I didn't know I had been holding. Now I understood why the doctor had said to use a sword as an outlet. Standing up, I went inside the house and took my mattress i normally slept on and put it against the tree so I would have something to stop me if it happened again.
Another 2 months passed while I was trying to get the wind from my body under control. I had a few healing bruises here and there, but I was getting better at controlling the pressure. I had learned that I could take the pressure out over time while still firing out all the wind at one time. The problem was I couldn't do it again until all the pressure had escaped from my body. I had been a bit stumped here on what to do. It seemed no matter what I tried couldn't help me with releasing a lot of wind in quick succession without being sent 20 feet backwards.
That wasn't all I was doing. I was still keeping up with my sword and taekwondo training, in which I could say that I was a proud blue belt with a red stripe, hoping to be able to promote to a red belt before the U.A entrance exam. I had kept my gymnastics to 1 day a week but with a decrease in what I did so I also had energy going to the gym. I also kept up with my mediation, but instead of doing it every other day I sat down an hour and meditated before i went to bed.
Thinking that my problem with my quirk sending me back 20 feet if I used maybe wasn't i couldn't control it properly, but it was still my body that couldn't handle all the pressure. And so I started really working out and after 1,5 months I could see progress. It was around the time i turned 15 that I had used my quirk and even though I still got sent back it wasn't as far. I didn't even reach the tree this time. I grinned at this development.
The rest of my time was used as it had been before. Working out, sharpening my blade skills and getting the red belt in taekwondo. I was also playing around with applying my wind attacks into my taekwondo. Already being powerful when I was concentrating on my breathing, would go way beyond that if I could properly use my quirk and use the pressure that came to my advantage. Imagine an axe-kick powered by wind pressure.
The time had passed quick and there was only one day before the exam. Walking down to the living room I saw my parents sitting on the sofa watching a movie. I went over to them and sat down at the empty spot on the sofa. My father looked over to me pausing the movie.
''Nervous?'' He simply asked.
I nodded. I was nervous, who wouldn't be. I was nearing an age where I didn't have an advantage mentally. I still wasn't nervous for the written exam, no it was the practical exam which I had doubts about. I had no idea what it could be I was just hoping I had trained enough for it. Over these 10 months I had grown another 2 inches making me 5'8. I had somehow been able to keep my lean figure while still having a good set of developed muscles, especially my legs.
''Don't worry you'll do fine, haven't you seen how much you've trained.'' My mother said in a teasing tone. I didn't look completely confident in what she said.
''She is right you know,'' my father chimed in ''I've known people who trained less than you and didn't have a battle minded quirk as you do get into U.A.''
It was reassuring to hear that, they were right, I could do it. Now wasn't the time to begin doubting I just needed to psyche myself up.
''I'm going up to meditate and then I'm heading to bed, goodnight.'' I said as a stood up from the sofa.
''Goodnight,'' It came from both of my parents. Both of them tried not to be outdone by each other, ''and love you.'' They both looked at each other, I just giggled at their antics.
''Love you too, both of you.'' It nice to see my parents acting like this sometimes.
- Next day -
Waking up I went to the kitchen to make myself some breakfast. After that i went back to my room to dress for the exam. My outfit consisted of a normal black training t-shirt and some black training pants. I had taken my golden chain off for today. The chain didn't really mean much, I had just seen it on sale one day and thought it would look cool. Heading down again I walked towards the entrance. I picked my trainers up and put them on. The last piece of my outfit was my sheathed katana which was displayed at the entrance. It was something me and father had split, I had to use all of my pocket money for it, but it was worth it. I took the black cloth which was at the side of the display and wrapped it around my waist, then secured my katana in the cloth.
My father and mom walk up to me both looking really proud.
''Go and break a leg.'' My father said. He didn't have the best conversation starters but I smiled and him and nodded.
''I can't believe my little Aki-chan is so grown up now.'' My mother exclaimed while pulling me into hug. I was a little taller than her now, luckily for me, I hadn't heard the end of my mother proclaiming that I wouldn't be taller than her.
Pulling out of the hug I said ''I've got to go if I want to catch the train to U.A in time.''
Walking out the door and looking back my father and mother were waving their goodbyes, I did the same.
Putting in my earphones I pressed play on the music on my phone. I hadn't been able to find any music from my other world. I could have hoped that the same artist might have lived here at one point, but it didn't seem so. But still the music now was still pretty good. Getting on the train made me realise how many were going to U.A. Or that was at least my guess. Getting off at the correct station confirmed my suspicions. After walking a bit from the station i ended in front of the U.A gates. I took a deep breath and walked in.
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And here ends chapter 8. I know I said this would be the U.A entrance exam but I got a bit off track, and instead of rewriting it all it just continued. So yeah this was pretty much just a filler chapter, sorry about that.
And with that have a good day, evening, night or whenever you are seeing this.
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