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Making some changes

I have been on a long break, due to school and sine other things. But also I haven't really been enjoying writing the story within the lines I've drawn. I would like to re do the story entirely, and start again. I do wanna keep the story line, but I don't like how I started telling it. And so over the next couple of weeks, I am going to be re writing Sweet Explosion. And I do apologize for the long wait without word. Thank you for being so patient with me. But I am going to ask for just a little more.

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Sweet Explosion: Chapter 3

Word Count: 1158

“My name is Hakai, Sozo. My quirk, Atom Manipulation.”

Bakugo stared back with a look to kill, and within a split second, he was off the ground with a deafening boom.  Before I knew what was happening, I was on the ground, adrenaline ran through me. I felt the dull buzzing in my head building, as I prepared to fight.

In a split second, almost too fast to see, Bakugo had been wrapped in a fabric of some sorts, completely stuck. He struggled, but no matter how hard he tried, he couldn’t get free. I noticed the buzzing had stopped, then I turned to look at the fabrics owner, only to lock eyes with my new teacher, Mr. Aizawa. 

“Fighting is strictly forbidden on Campus. You should know that Bakugo, and as for you Hakai.” I could feel his icy stare through his dark, shaded goggles. “You should know not to be so careless. Your eye was glowing red.” I froze, taking in what he had said. Finally I looked at my left hand, clenching with anger, hatred, guilt.

“Iida, Kirishima, Mina, Denki, Sero, Jiro, and Midoryia, move all the way back until your backs hit the windows.” He turned to his students, his words serious.They did as he said, no questions asked. “Bakugo, when I release you, you will put your back against the wall, do not react.” This time he spoke to his blonde captive, who finally stopped resisting. He didn’t nod his head, he didn’t make any sound of agreement, all he did was look away to the wall. 

Mr. Aizawa relinquished his hold on Bakugo, who stood, staring me down. After a sigh from Aizawa, he slowly backed up to the wall, his eyes steady, never turning his back, never taking his eyes off of me.

“Hakai,” I turned my attention back to my teacher, “I am going to give you back your quirk, you will have five seconds to get it back under control. Do you understand?” 

I turned to meet my classmates' eyes, they were all various levels of confusion, concern, fear. I looked down at my hands, “Yes Sir.”

The buzzing filled my head, the floor beneath me began to crumble, I spilled and fell, just barely catching myself on the couch. My left hand grazed the couch, and then it was gone, nothing left but dust particles, barely noticeable. I fell, the floor continued to crumble, I tried to back away, it just followed me. I tried to stop, but I could feel myself starting to panic, my breathing got heavy, and the destruction got worse. Then it stopped, and the room was quiet.

“Hakai, if you had continued to fight Bakugo, you would have seriously injured him, or worse.” Mr. Aizawa’s voice was dark, “You are strong, yes but you have no control, therefore you don’t get to be cocky.”

I couldn’t stop shaking, after a few deep breaths, I was able to stand. I looked down at my still shaking hands, and clenched them still. “Yes sir. I’m sorry” I was barely able to get my words out.

“And Bakugo,” he turned his attention to the now completely still boy, “You need to stop antagonizing every person who is stronger than you.” Bakugo jerked his head up, about to yell. “-You could have gotten yourself killed!” That word jumped through my chests, knocking away all the air. “You need to stop picking fights with quirks you don’t know.”

He then looked at me and then back to Bakugo, “You are both lucky I was here, or this would have been” He stopped, as if he couldn’t think of a word to describe the intensity of the situation. “You both have promising futures ahead of you, let’s keep it that way.” Bakugo turned and walked away. 

Mr. Aizawa walked towards me and handed me a single pastel blue glove, “What is this?” I asked, but he just stared at me. That’s right, if I knew what it was, my quirk would have destroyed it. I took it in my right hand, and slipped it over my left. When it was secure I could feel the buzzing in my head, my initial fear returning.

“Don’t be afraid.” A voice behind me said, “The more you fear, the less control you have. You can’t think properly when you’re afraid.” I turned to see Midoriya, a few steps in front of the rest, still far away, but just a little bit closer. His eyes were no longer afraid, only concern filled them now. 

He held out his hands, showing large scars wrapping around them. “I couldn’t control my quirk when I first got here either.” His voice was soft, and he took another step forward. “I understand how you’re feeling. The fear of hurting yourself, but more importantly the fear of hurting others around you. We’ve all experienced it at one time or another, we all understand.” He took another step forward, but I took multiple steps back. 

“We’re here for you, whatever you need.” He turned back to his friends, who walked forward with him. Now their eyes were filled with the same concern, kindness, determination, I started to smile, then turned away, the buzzing in my head had stopped. I fell to the ground, and slipped into unconsciousness.

Fire was the only thing I could see, all I could smell, taste, it was the only thing I could feel. The bright blue flames surrounded me, and I was afraid. Suddenly they pulled back, and I could see someone. I screamed for help, and they ran away. The flames moved for them, scooting to the side as they walked through. They turned their head, and nodded forward, I jumped up and followed them. They were a few years older than me, my head barely reaching their shoulders, their hair was white, their eyes a beautiful turquoise. As I got closer, they grabbed my hand, and took off. We ran down the stairs, and then out the front door. Finally getting some fresh air, I fell to the ground and started coughing. 

“W-wait, my dad is st-still in there!” I realized out loud, I looked to my savior, but they were just staring at my home. My home, burning, crumpling up in a blue disaster. 

“Now, he will never hurt you again.” They spoke, soft, honest, loving. I looked towards them, but they were gone.

“Wait, come back. Please!” I looked around, everything went dark. “Please don’t leave me. To-”

My eyes flew open, and I sat straight up. I was in a white bed, a curtain to my left, my head buzzing. I looked around to see Mr. Aizawa along with an elderly lady.

“Hakai, it was just a dream, calm down.” Mr. Aizawa stood up and walked over to my side.

“But, it was so real” I looked down to my hands, the buzzing slowly stopped, “I saw Toya.”

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Sweet Explosion: Chapter 2

A/N: Alrighty real quick I just wanted to apologize about how long this took. I was having some serious writer’s block, which moves on to my next point! I want to shout-out @im-gettin-better for the IMMENSE amount of help with this chapter. They are also an amazing writer of their own short stories. Please go give them a looksies. Anyway, enjoy!

Word Count: 1256

“Do you need some help, um Hakai, right?” His voice was soft but sudden, my reflexes got ahead of me. My body swung around, my stance widening, feeling the green glow of my right eye dully buzzing in my temple, I focused on the smaller boy in front of me. The look of shock, confusion, slightly tensed on his green irises, his matching hair blowing in the breeze.

“Hey, what’s going on here?” Another voice boomed from a few feet away, bringing me back to them. Taking a few breaths, I looked up to the fast moving blue-haired boy, Seat Four. His large stature was somehow lean and stocky at the same time, he stood unbearably close and I couldn’t help to notice the light glower behind his frames when he stared down at me but his glare lightened when he turned to Midoriya.

“Is everything alright, Midoriya?” His voice was more gentle, still loud, but less in a way.

“Y-yes, I, I-um.” The green haired boy, Midoriya, turned to back me, and bowed his head low. “I’m sorry for scaring you. I shouldn’t have snuck up on you like that. Are you okay?”

I could feel the buzzing going away, only to be replaced with heat. “Uh, yeah, dude, it’s fine. I’m sorry for going off on you like that. I didn’t-.” The rest of my sentence trailed away and I lowered my head to meet his.

“Good, now It’s time to head back to the dorms.” The blue-haired boy, Iida, spoke. I took a final look at my map, and back at my new peers with a confused look. We all shared a laugh, and then walked to the dorms.

The building was large with five floors separated into two sections. The building read “1-A  Alliance", and was fenced by low hedges that lead a brick path to its entrance. The entrance consisted of two large sets of double wooden doors. Alongside the pathway were two park benches and lamp posts. The main level exterior was colored white while the upper levels brown.

The inside was even more beautiful than the outside. The entrance was laced with lush green carpet that transitioned to a beautiful light wooden hardfloor. Large luxurious crystal clear windows, edged with dark wood. The walls were painted with a similar green as the carpet, and outlined in white paint.

Near the front, there was a large Tv, surrounded by soft tea green couches and chairs, with a wooden console centerpiece. Past the living area was the dining area, where six wooden tables filled with four chairs occupied its space. Behind that the kitchen, light wooden cabinets, with a light gray soapstone countertop. A double sink made with stainless steel was at the center of the kitchen, with a matching electric oven on the right and a large fridge on the left.

“Hey, it’s Hakai!” I turned towards the “common area”, that’s what Iida called the corner where the couches were, there were five other students getting up from their seats, and one boy who just stayed seated.

The one who spoke was seat Eight, a built red head boy, his hair sticking straight up, not in a bad, undone, way, but in a stylish way. His eyes were large and round, while his red eyes were smaller. His smile showed his sharp pearly white teeth. Following behind him were seats Two, Seven, Twelve, and Thirteen.

Seat Eight introduced himself, “My name’s Kirishima, Eijiro, and these are my friends. We were just talking about you, we should all train some time!” Seat Eigh- Kirishima, seemed excited, even though he had know idea who I was, he still acted friendly.

Seat Two spoke next, “I’m Ashido, Mina!” She spoke like a game show host, so much energy, kinda loud. Her body language was interesting, she moved back and forth, unable to stand still, and yet seemed calm, happy bliss. She had short pink hair, about the same color as her skin, and two pale yellow horns protruding from her head, hooked squarely and leaning to opposite sides. Where the ‘whites’ of her eyes would be, was colored black, and her irises yellow. Her eyelashes are notably long, and quite beautiful.

“The name’s Kaminari, Denki!” Seat Seven spoke next, he had short golden hair, with a black streak in the shape of lightning. His eyes golden were slightly slanted, and his eyebrows small. He seemed thinner than the other males I’ve met so far. He spoke with confidence, youthful arrogance. “Hey, what’s your quirk?”

His blunt question threw me off, left me staring, dumbfounded. There was a long awkward silence, as I tried to think of something to say. Seat Twelve broke the silence, “You don’t have to answer that. My name is Jiro, Kyoka. Don’t mind his stupidity, he doesn’t think.” Her voice was quiet, but reassuring, when referring to Kaminari, her voice was sharp, but not mean. Jiro’s dark purple hair just barely touched the bottom of her jawline. Her onyx black eyes were small, contrasting to her well grown eyelashes. She had plug-like earphone jacks at the end of two thin cords hanging from each of her earlobes.

“He honestly didn’t mean anything by it, he’s just fried his brain, one to many times.” Lastly Seat Thirteen remarked. “My name is Sero, Hanta. Great to see some new faces around here.” He spoke similarly to Seven, Kaminari, youthful arrogance, but at least he seemed kind. He was a tall, lean boy with chin-length black hair, spiked downwards, with jagged bangs coming down his forehead, stopping just above his almond-round eyes. His pupils were notably small, you couldn’t see the color of his eyes.

“It’s good to meet you all.” I tilted my head to the blonde boy still sitting on the couch, paying no attention to his friends. “Bakugo, you must be civil and introduce yourself,” Iida spoke sternly and looked to the blonde. With that remark he finally stood, his head turned slowly to reveal a piercing ice cold glare.

He opened his mouth and stated, “It doesn’t matter who you are, it only matters what your quirk is. Without a powerful quirk, you’re just a usel-”

“Kacchan!” This time Midoryia spoke up, stopping the rest of his apparent harsh words, almost like it was routine. The boy growled, no snarled, showing his teeth like an animal during a hunt. I recognized him as Seat Seventeen, he was average height, with a slim, muscular build, his skin was soft and had a fair tone. He had short, spiky, blonde hair with choppy bangs. His glaring eyes a sharp, bright red. He grunted something like “whatever” and turned to walk away.

“Pardon me, Iida? What kind of floors are these?” I never took my eyes off Bakugo, even as he slowly stalked farther away.

“Ah, our floors are covered with real Maple Toffee wo-” I didn’t give him time to finish his sentence, I could feel the green glow of my eye, and the pulsing of adrenaline. I focused on the movements, the transference from my right foot, to my shoe, and through the floor. Within seconds, the floorboards beneath Bakugo bent up, creating a seven foot wall. He stumbled backwards with surprise, landing on the floor. I walked toward him, stopping with my knees a centimeter away from his back at my sudden presence he launched himself off the floor into the wooden wall glaring at me, as I challenged;

“My name is Hakai, Sozo. My quirk, Atom Manipulation.”

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Hey guys, sorry for the long wait, I should have another chapter by next week. Thank you so much for your patience

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My school needs your help to raise money for our Drill Meets, and Color Guards, not to mention so many other fun events, we are finally allowed to do, but unfortunately just don’t have the funds for them.

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Sweet Explosion: Chapter 1

Word Count: 1042

I was brought up a few flights of stairs, past  some halls, and then finally stopped at a classroom titled 1-A. I could hear vague voices coming from inside the room, then the room went quiet, and the door opened. I looked at the hero standing next to me, he gave me a nod. Then before I knew it, my feet moved on their own, and entered the class.

“Class, this is our new transfer student, now introduce yourself to your peers.” He must have been the teacher, but he sounded like he didn’t care. I gave him a glance on my way in; long black unkept hair, some type of goggles around his neck, grey and black clothes. I recognized him as the Pro-Hero, Eraserhead. His quirk, Erasure; which allows him to nullify another person's quirk with just a stare, but a person gains back their quirk if he blinks. His real name was Aizawa, Shota.

As I made my way in front of the class, I gave a glance, nineteen students all with various different quirks. Most of the students were watching me, making it easy to see, except for one sitting in seat fifteen. There seemed to be two empty chairs, seats sixteen and nineteen, I wondered who dropped out. Pushing that thought aside I stopped in front of my new peers.

“My name is Hakai, Sozo. I look forward to getting to know you all.” I sounded like a dweeb. I looked around, some blank faces, a few smiles, and then one person looked angry; number fifteen still hid themselves. I analyzed each student by column going from the front to the back of the room.

In seat one was a slim blonde boy, quirk unknown. In seat two was a pink hair, pink skinned girl, possibly part of her quirk. Seat three was a green haired girl, quirk unknown. Seat four was a tall slim bluish black haired boy, he looked authoritative, he had some machine on his leg, most likely his quirk. Seat five was a brown haired girl, quirk unknown.

Seat six was a built blonde guy, his quirk was some kind of tail. Seat seven was another slim blonde boy, with a streak of black in his hair, unknown quirk. Seat eight was a red haired boy, quirk unknown. Seat nine was a taller bald kid, quirk unsure. Seat ten was a very muscular black haired boy, his quirk might have something to do with his strength.

Seat eleven was a very peculiar, silver hair boy, with extra sets of arms, definitely his quirk. Seat twelve was a dark purple haired girl, with something dangling from her ears, most likely her quirk. Seat thirteen was a black haired boy, with strange shaped elbows, definitely his quirk. Seat fourteen was the most obvious, he seemed like a black bird of some sort, obviously his quirk. Seat fifteen was still obscuring himself, making quite sure not to be seen.

I thought seat sixteen was empty, until I noticed a flicker of movement, the kid sitting there had some type of invisibility quirk. Seat seventeen was a blonde boy, unknown quirk. Seat eighteen was a dark green haired boy, quirk unknown. Seat nineteen was truly vacant, and finally seat twenty, a black haired girl, unknown quirk. Apparently the teacher had been talking, but I didn’t notice until two students started walking up front; Seat four, and twenty.

“Greetings Hakia, my name is Iida, Tenya and I am your class representative.” He sounds like he speaks in bold print. He held out his left hand, and I awkwardly took it with my right. He was confused at first, and then just started apologizing.

“Hello there, I’m Yaoyorozu, Momo. I am our class vice president, it’s so good to meet you.” Her voice was soft, almost enchanting, I felt embarrassed to say it was a difficult time keeping my sight on her face, her body was exquisite. She held out her left hand, and I shook it, feeling almost dazed by her, like I could finally relax.

Mr. Aizawa told them back to their seats, and asked me to sit at seat nineteen. I was about to explain my quirk when All Might whispered into the teacher’s ear, he was standing so still, I forgot he was there.

“Hagekure, please move down to seat nineteen.” Aizawa spoke to seat sixteen, Hagekure. She got up and sat down, and Aizawa motioned to the now truly empty seat. I sat down, and class had resumed.

I realized how educationally behind I truly was. I took notes as fast as I could, but I just kept falling farther behind as the day went on. It didn't help that the angry blonde behind me kept kicking my chair. I learned his name was Bakugou, Katsuki, and his quirk had something to do with small explosions, which fit perfectly with his pathetically garbage personality. All he did was slump in his chair, grumbling and yelling. I was surprised when I still had my hearing when the day was finally over.

I had spent the first half of the day going over my schedule with Principal Nezu, and the so-called “Guidance Counselor”, Hound Dog. Principal Nezu is a stout man who appears to be a combination of several different animals, including a dog, a mouse, and a bear, which would technically make him some type of chimera. He has a long scar across his right black eye. His quirk is High Spec, which grants him a high level of intelligence that surpasses that of human. Hound Dog, or Inui, Ryo, has the appearance of a dog due to his Quirk; which gives him the appearance and abilities of a dog, such as a heightened sense of smell.

Anyway, I didn’t get to eat lunch and was hungry, I side stepped to a stop, hoping I wasn’t in anyone’s way. I took my folder out with the map of the campus that Nezu had given me. I was getting confused when I heard a small voice behind me, “Do you need some help, um, Hakai, right?”  I whipped around, mad at myself for getting sneaked up on for the second time today, it was seat Eighteen.

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Sweet Explosion: Prologue

A/N: Sorry this took so long! I wanted to do my absolute best for the beginning of this story. I hope you enjoy!

Word Count: 558

The sun was just starting to rise, splashing the horizon with beautiful pink, orange, and yellow colors as far as the eye could see. I watched as the colors spilled across the sky as if it was a canvas. I checked my phone’s GPS for the final time, making sure I was standing at the right bus stop. Looking around I noticed the vacant street, there wasn't a single person. What a waste of a sunset.

I took in the bus stop, it was pretty basic. I ran my right hand over it’s pole, the construction of this stop was manufactured entirely in a prefabricated form. With the toughened safety glass and silver aluminium eloxated glass holders. All of the screws are made from non-corrodible materials. The bench seat is made from inox sheet metal, the roof is covered with a two-chamber UV-resistant board in a basic milk white color, all together not that impressive.

I heard a quick shuffle from behind and, without hesitation, I whipped around, my right hand grabbing hold of a stop sign. I concentrated on the aluminum in hand, feeling the green glow in my eye. But as I turned, no one was there.

“My apologies, young man, I didn’t mean to frighten you.” My head whipped towards the thunderous voice behind me. Standing there was a towering blonde man, his build was powerful, almost intimidating, if it wasn’t for the giant smile plastered from ear to ear. “Are you Hakai, Sozo young man?” It was obvious he was trying to be calming, but with a profound voice like his, that seemed pretty difficult.

“Uhm, Y-yes sir” I barely managed to answer, “You’re All Might, correct?” His facial expression changed, if only for a second, it was almost unnoticeable.

“Yes, that’s right. Please follow me this way, and we can get you to school.” His voice was rather steady, though it was obviously forced. He wanted to ask me something, but must have thought it better. I nodded anyway, and we walked down the road.

The walk was awkwardly quiet, after a few blocks he pointed to a small black limousine. The car ride was longer and more awkward than the walk. Finally All Might spoke again, “Where did you say you were transferring from?” He added a forced chuckle.

“Isamu Academy.” I responded, with a hint of well hidden sadness. My high school, my friends, who knows when I’ll see them again. But, I have to be okay with that, I’m here for a reason.

“Isamu is an amazing school, can I ask why you put in a transfer?” I looked up at the hero, not caring to hide my confusion.

“I didn't, the principal did, I assumed it was you?” I questioned adding a mental shrug, “That’s why I’m here, isn’t it?” I glanced over only to meet the same confusion. All Might opened his mouth to speak, but was interrupted by the stop of the car; I looked past him out the window.

The buildings were huge, covered in reflective windows, making the sky even more beautiful. Students filled the courtyard, some chatting, some jogging, others just enjoying the environment. The sunlight bounced off the iridescent buildings. Four wide towers, connected to one another by a glass crosscut; forming a three-dimensional H-shape. I must have spaced out due to the architectural beauty, I didn’t notice All-Might had gotten out of the car and was holding the door open for me.

“Welcome, Young Hakai, to UA High!”

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Story Incoming!!

So, I am working on a multiple part series. I tried writing some short stories, but it turns out, I’m not good at that. So, I’m writing a book instead! Just some Author Notes; I will be writing a self-insert story using the Boku No Hero Academia (My Hero Academia) Universe! I will be using my newest (and favorite) Oc. I won’t tell you too much about him here, as you will learn his past, thoughts, and feelings throughout the story. I am still working on a title, but basically this will be an Oc X Bakugou story, mainly Fluffy, with minimal Smut. I will not be following the Canon timeline, this series will probably be set in between the Sports Festival and the Training Camp. After the Training Camp, I most likely will start jumping off into my own timeline. I really hope you enjoy it! I don’t have a set uploading schedule as of now, but I will be working on one. Thank you so much for your time! Be looking for the first part soon!

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I have been thinking about a self-insert story in the Bnha series. Would you guys read that?

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I have been thinking about writing stories! Any suggestions??