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Yokohama, a city of quirkless people that shut itself of when quirks first started to appear. No one has crossed it's border and came back alive.
There are some rumours about the city having it's own government and it being filled with villains to the brim.
That what's the public knows about Yokohama.
The European government has been trying to get in contact with Yokohama's official government ever since some very important documents disappeared and where tracked to the city border, but to no avail.
They have contacted the government of Japan and the hero commission, who now observe the border of Yokoyama. So far nothing suspicious was detected.
At UA high school
"Two new students?"
At this point UA principal Nezu was officially looking for new ways to torture Shouta Aizawa. "Yes they are from France." They were not but, Aizawa can't know. It's part of his deal with Mori-dono.
"Alright, I'm going to take a guess and say I don't get a say in this?" Nezu smiled, it's all Aizawa needs to confirm his theory.
After a moment of silence Nezu spoke again. "Their names are Diallo Osama and Navarro Charlie." that are not their real names, it's just for good measure. That way even if someone from Yokohama where to see them it would be less of a problem. Nakahara will be Crossdressing as well, again just for good measure. They are to protect their real identity at all costs.
"Here the files, read though them. Any other questions."
"I will do that. Any other things I should know about right away?" Nezu's smirk dropped "You see they didn't have the most pleasant childhood. You would do best to not separate them in training or group projects. They have known eachother for a long time now and their Quirks work well together, so expect them to stick with eachother." Aizawa frowned, Nezu talking serious never ment anything good. These kids must have seen some shit.
At the Port Mafia headquarter
"Now that you're here, let's talk about your next long term mission." Long term missions always mean infiltration or stealth mission and no matter which of those it was, neither of the two young man infront of the port mafia boss seemed to happy about it.
Mori continued nonetheless, not bothered by the lack of reaction. He would get one sooner or later. "You, are going to leave Yokohama for about a year." Mori smiled as the momentary pause grew longer before Chuuya, rather loudly exclaimed. "A year? That's way to long!" His voice got louder at the end and he stood up from his chair. As much respect as he had for Mori, he still drew a line at some point.
"Now, now Chuuya. How about you be a good dog and sit down to let Mori-san finish" Dazai, who had been in a starring contest with Mori, duck to avoid the kick coming for his head.
Chuuya sat down reluctantly. After he send another kick at Dazais' shin, and actually hitting him, Mori continued like nothing happened. "You are going to attend UA high as students. I made a deal with the principal, you are to protect your future classmates from a group called the 'League of Villains', but of course that is not the only thing I want you to do."
Mori made a little pause, his eyes seem to darken slightly and the room seemed to cool down. Chuuya and Dazai had opted to kicking eachother under the table, not bothered at all, but Mori paid no mind to it. He knew that at least Dazai was paying attention. If he was lucky Chuuya was to, if not Dazai would fill him in later...well knowing him probably not. "You are going to get rid of them as well. Their leader has been trying to intervene with our business for far too long now. And we can't have that now can we?"
"You're going in as late exchange students from France. It's going to be Dazais' job to make up a backstory and to find an excuse for your late arrival. I couldn't be bothered." Moris face had morphed back into the one he always wears when he is bored, or at least when he pretends to be.
"Dazai will be known as Diallo Osama and Chuuya will be Navarro Charlie. The principal is aware of your real identity as Soukoku, but no one else is." With that Mori opened the drawer on his right and got out the files for this mission. Dazai took them from him, not opening them just yet. "You are dismissed." Was all Mori said. The two teens stood up and went to the door, quietly throwing insults at eachother.
"Oh and Chuuya, you're going to Crossdress for this mission. Please go to Kouyou-san to pick up the prepared luggage." Chuuya stared at him dumfounded, like a deer in headlights and Dazai doubles over laughing. This is enough to pull the older of the two out of his stunn state.
Dazai barley makes it out of Moris office before he is tackled. The door shuts behind them, the last thing Mori can see is Chuuya strangling his partner. After about two minutes the strange gagging sounds stop and are replaced with footsteps.
Back at UA high school
As Aizawa walked into the classroom Ida was still trying to calm his classmates. Honestly the homeroom teacher could never decide whether the kid was a blessing or a curse.
Once the all the students had settled down Aizawa started to speak. "Alright you waist of oxygen, listen up. We are getting two exchange students from France."
The class immediately got loud, excited bubbling coming from almost every student. Aizawa sight as Ida tried to calm the others down. Perhaps he was a blessing.
As the class quiets down Midoriyas' hand shot up, Aizawa rubbed the bridge of his nose and ignored problem child Nr. 1. He started with the question he knew would come and maybe if he was feeling generous he would allow another unanswered question.
"Their names are Diallo Osama and Navarro Charlie. No, I don't know their quirks. Yes they speak Japanese. Yes it's a boy and a girl, both are a year old then you, so sixteen. Yes, Mineta you are to stay away from her as well, that rule still stands."
The class was still silent, taking in the information he just gave them. "Any more questions?...Midoriya?" The boy seemed surprised, he probably didn't expect Aizawa to actually acknowledge the raised hand. "When will they arrive here and how long will they stay?"
"They will get here in two days and stay for the year...I think." The last part was mumbled to himself. Curse the rat for his horrible sense of humour and his love for never telling anyone anything.
Ida slowly raised his hand and spoke after Aizawa gave him a pointed look and a nod. "May I ask why they are only arriving now and not a the start of the year? And why are they not joining class 2-A if they are a year older then us?" Another sight, he has to stop doing that. "I don't know Ida and in all honesty I don't care. I stopped trying to get information out of Nezu." No other hand went up. "Alright, let's get started with class."
Two days later in Yokohama
Dazai were still fast asleep when Chuuya barged into his container to wake him. "Dazai wake up, we are leaving for Musutafu today." No answer. "Dazai get up now!" Still no answer. Chuuya walked over to his 'bed' and tapped the ball of a body with his shoe. "Hey shitty Mackerel, wake up, we are already late. Hirotsu is waiting for us."
Dazai whined, he did not want to get up. "Just five more minutes Chibi." Chuuya rolled his eyes and proceeded to kick Dazai. "Get up!"
Finally after another five minutes of whining and complaining Dazai sat up. "God hurry up, this thing stinks like fish. I don't want to stay here longer than necessary." Dazai rubbed his eyes. "How mean of you slug, don't slander my beautiful house like that."
"Oh please, this is no were near beautiful. I don't get how you live here."
"That's because Chibi is used to his penthouse." Dazai got up from the mattress and puts on the school uniform they were given. Chuuya didn't bother turning around.
He let's out a sight. " Whatever...but in all seriousness Dazai, if you ever need a break from your...'house' you can always come over and stay a night at my place." Dazai didn't say something in response. He didn't need to they both knew he would come over every now and then, drunk or high on some drugs and just blackout on the couch. Chuuya would always find him the next morning. Neither ever talked about those nights.
Once he was finished he turned to Chuuya. He looked the other up and down. Chuuya was wearing the female equivalent of the uniform. His hair was tied into a ponytail and his hat was nowhere to be seen, the chocker was still in place though.
"Haha if I didn't know better I would think Chibi is a girl." Chuuya let out some incoherent grumbling. "Shut it, and get moving." When they reached Hirotsu's car they sat in the back of it.
After the check out at the border their journey to UA high school would only take another three hours. Great another three hours Chuuya had to hear his partner make fun of him.
The ride to Musutafu had been silent so far, considering Dazai had fallen 'asleep', they all knew he wasn't actually sleeping and was very much aware of his surroundings. His head was on Chuuya's shoulder, he wasn't to happy about that but if it kept him quite, then so be it.
Hirotsu had thrown a few glances at them through the mirror, but Chuuya ignored him and opened to read the files again. Even if he was concerned about something, unless it was about the mission he wouldn't say anything.
The files contain information on every teacher at UA, including Toshinori Yagi, which is hard information to get. Of course there is an entire section for their classmates. Something interesting to note is that a big part of the LoV section is in french. While that's not a problem it's still noteworthy. He would have to ask Dazai about it later, in hope of getting an answer.
Think of, was he really drooling on to Chuuya's uniform? That fucking...