Your costume is... impractical, You tried judging as lightly as you could, whilst remaining honest, as you stared at the messy mixture of bright teal and purple. You inspected every inch of Mina's 'hero costume', and so far, your opinion of it was that you're basically screaming you want to be killed by wearing this around—acting as the exact opposite of a camouflage's purpose.

Additionally, it's sleeveless, and doesn't have at least have a belt; so, you can't exactly hide senbon needles strapped to your arms like you do with the regular uniform. And... the costume is quite revealing and tight. Maybe at some point, Mina deemed it as practical, as her body can easily maneuver with such a costume-- you've seen other ninjas with the same fashion sense, after all.

But as an Uchiha, it's of a traditional sense to wear dark colors.

'That's fair,' Mina shrugged, as her current costume really was mostly designed for show; to be flashy like the celebrity heroes, hence she took little to no offense to your critique, as you were right. She just really couldn't pass up the opportunity of the Support Department making any clothing style she wanted. 'If you want, you can redesign the costume to the Support Department. All you have to do is send them a drawing of what you want and they can do it for you.' She suggested, as you put the costume back in its briefcase. The school's gym uniform was the most attractive option.

Is it alright for you, though? You designed this costume, You hesitated to which you can already imagine the pinkette waving your concerns away with her hand.

'It's fine. I'm sure the first draft gets saved, so that I can order it back once I'm back in my own body.' Yeah, but that's a big 'if' though, and you're not talking about the costume. 'It's okay, really! You work in stealth, right?' She inquired to which you responded to with a simple "yes".

My strengths are sneak attacks and stealthy escapes, You clarified; though barely the latter you wanted to add, as you were often successful in missions to the point that escaping was no longer usually part of your options.

'Then design a costume based on that!' She encouraged, as you removed your blazer then started unbuttoning your blouse, revealing the black sports bra underneath. 'Helping you is helping myself, so go ahead!' She egged on.

You considered her suggestion.

Hm, I guess I wi—

"Mina! Your back!" You subtly flinched from the sudden exclamation, reminding you that you're within the girls' locker room with other girls-- other people.

It would seem that you were too immersed within your conversation with Mina while facing the white wall of the girls' changing room, that you temporarily forgot about the whole environment.

You were being too lax again.

Then again, it's not your fault that you deemed the people of this world to be too slow; your overconfidence beating your paranoia. You've yet to see real threats, and you saw none of that from your female classmates based on your earlier observations. You knew they weren't pretending. You know genuine weakness.

None of them stood out to you.

That's a good thing.

You should discourage all kinds of attachment to this world.

"What about my back?" You prompted, zipping your gym uniform's top close, before facing the brunette that called for your attention. You didn't even bother remembering her name; only acknowledging her as "Rose-cheeks", as the name speaks for itself.

"How are you not feeling that giant bruise?! It looks so painful!" Rose-cheeks fretted.

You don't like her worry. She reminded you of a deceased friend with that same chestnut hair, and instead of pink blushes decorating her cheeks, were purple patches.

"Forgive me if I'm crossing a sensitive subject, but was it from the villain attack you were involved in two days ago?" This time, it was Ponytail who spoke up; noting to yourself how she could easily pass off as an Uchiha with her raven tresses and onyx crystals.

"It's really not that painful," You shrugged. It actually wasn't-- you forgot it was even there. "And no, I didn't get it from a villain. It's from tree-climbing." And with that vague answer and your figure all set, you left the changing room without having to hear or see their reactions-- already on your way to meet up with Kakashi.

Though, the recently dismissed topic had you recall how you got the injury despite forgetting its existence.

When your first day started, you and your jounin partner immediately looked for a forest clearing to practice in, with chakra control being your number one priority. The tree-climbing was a classic-- the two of you already mastering it from an early age. However, there were... complications with your new bodies.

Ashido's and Kaminari's bodies don't have physical energies to match your spiritual ones. Hell, they don't even have chakra coils to utilize your chakras effectively. The whole time, you and Kakashi were depending on your memories of what it felt like to transfer chakra onto the soles of your feet, and through your limbs to better your agilities. It was a rough guessing game, with no chakra coils to guide your flow, control, and concentration.

Having an adult Uchiha's chakra reserves within a teenager that has a physical energy of a toddler was a very big difference-- a ratio of 10 to 1.

Your first try to climb a tree with such a body was... painful. Your first step on the trunk had you thrown back roughly seventy feet away from it-- a tree behind you stopping your momentum before you could get even further, which you have no doubt you would.

Kakashi was highly amused, as it was like witnessing a struggling genin learning their basics.

His smirk had been wiped off beneath his face mask when the same thing happened to him, to which you mirrored his previous amusement.

It took you two fourteen hours to master tree-climbing; another ten to master utilizing chakra to increase body performance.

Despite this, performing jutsus was proven to be impossible.

~*~*~

Aizawa doesn't know everything. Although, do not mistake him to be inexperienced, as he has seen a lot throughout his career as a hero. Infiltration, disguises, impersonations-- he was familiar with all those spying techniques that he came across with once or twice within a year. All would've been fooled if the person the infiltrator was impersonating wasn't a good friend to some-- to know enough they were fakes through close personal ties. But this time...

He doesn't know if his two certain students were even his students.

No one knew them as a good friend as classes had recently started.

Eraserhead's dilemma was: Ashido and Kaminari act like two different people, yet he doesn't know them well and long enough to be certain that they weren't.

Who is Ashido Mina? Is she the bubbly, care-free girl that he assumed to be the social butterfly of the class? Or is she the cold, aloof person who wouldn't even spare her seatmate a glance?

Who is Kaminari Denki? Is he the idiot that somehow has enough charisma to draw in good friends despite his lack of intellect? Or is he the calculative, experienced individual who observed his surroundings carefully despite his lax appearance?

One thing he is certain: the two bonded well before and after their two-day absences.

Aizawa watched as his students lined up to board the bus, with their newly-elected president nagging them to sit accordingly to their seating assignment that was not appropriate for the bus they were riding in to begin with.

Searching for the familiar shades of pink and yellow, he spotted the two anomalies from his thoughts standing at the end of the line-- seemingly too immersed within their own worlds, yet their poses say otherwise.

Subtle wide stance; each foot facing opposite directions for better maneuverability; tensed shoulders; Mina's hands were in her pants' pockets that seem ready to pull out a weapon (at this point, he wouldn't pass off the thought that they do own weapons), while Kaminari was intently listening in to his surroundings, despite the off-putting book he was reading. Overall, their positions were prepared for fighting-- ready for an attack at anytime.

As if there will be one.

Then, he saw the pinkette whisper something to the blonde, a smirk identifiable on her lips. For all Aizawa knows, they might be discussing something confidential-- potentially dangerous, if his theory about them being impersonators were right. But after seeing the evident eyeroll from the electric-user, it may be something like of a lame joke that Present Mic would bother him with.

The adviser noted to himself that he will talk to Kaminari and Ashido sometime after today's class.

~*~*~

"Heh, he reminds me of you," You humored to your partner, as Kakashi only rolled his eyes exasperatingly in response.

'I can honestly see the resemblance.'

You knew your teacher was intently watching you, after sneaking a glance with the help of your eye-wear. You mumbled to Kakashi to act a like bit of a playful teen afterwards, as you knew he felt eyes burning in his skull too, but trusted you to survey the area for you both. It was of instinct-- the two of you knowing what role to do for the other. Teamwork was a word that you partner does not take lightly, and it has indeed brought you to far lengths.

"Is he still staring?" The blonde asked subtly, his eyes still glued to his book.

"No." Was your simple answer, your playful act easily slipping off, as the class now boarded the bus.

It was only a matter of time before 'Kakashi II' caught onto your weird behaviors, which would mean you can now start with phase two of your acting soon enough.

...

"Darn! It was this type of bus!" President Glasses exclaimed, disappointed in himself for such a trivial matter.

Nevertheless, no matter the outcome, you would still choose to sit next to your fellow shinobi. It is, after all, the easiest way to send morse code if there were secret messages that need to be sent.

"I generally say what's on my mind, Midoriya," Frog Girl started, to which a conversation was made soon after, but of course you and Kakashi chose not to participate in it-- with you feigning to be asleep, and Kakashi reading his material.

And of course, this world chooses not to leave the two of you alone.

"K-Kaminari! Is that what I think it is?!" 'Elbows' cried out with incredulity, pointing at Kakashi, causing the majority's attention drift from their own conversations to your blonde seatmate.

"Wha-- This shameless idiot!" Earlobes exclaimed, a faint blush adorning her cheeks the moment she observed the book cover your partner was holding.

"Such a vulgar genre." Ponytail remarked in subtle distaste.

"You brave and honest soul!" Midget praised, raising two thumbs up.

"Kaminari, I insist you put that indecent reading material away, as it is inconsiderately rude for our female classmates to witness you reading such!" President Glasses scolded, his arms stiffly moving to seemingly add emphasis.

"Let him be. It's his coping mechanism from the villain attack," You calmly dismissed, their attention now shifting to you. "We're both still recovering, so we may act different for a while. The moment I get over it, I'll be back as the girl you guys knew on the first day,"

You specialize in infiltration missions-- more often than Kakashi despite being hip-joined partners, due to your skill of easily thinking of a lie on the spot. Hence, it was more logical of Kakashi to depend on you when it comes to undercover conversations, as he believes his words would only complicate your job.

"Ah, that's right. You two were involved in a villain incident, right?" Tail Guy inquired, before a disembodied feminine voice (not Mina's) answered for you.

"Yeah, they were! Their names were mentioned! Police said they took care of it!" Invisigirl, you decided to identify her with.

"Eh?! H-how did you take them down?!" Broccoli Boy asked, eyes shining with intrigued curiosity.

"Kaminari took them down with his electrification quirk," You provided, trying to end the conversation right there.

"That simple?" The greenette persisted, to which you uttered out a simple 'Yes'. "Because as far as I observed, Kaminari's quirk is not controlled and needs proper conductors to direct his electricity flow. How did he not harm any the hostages or you?"

"He's not that stupid. He just latches himself on the villain and that's it." Kami, this kid is so talkative.

"Hey, are you and Kaminari a thing?" Frog Girl asked out of nowhere, stunting you for a second as the question was irrelevant with the current topic. But you guessed that even with their current age, girls would seem to lean more on conversations with these topics.

"Why?" You asked, testing the theory you had in mind.

"It's just you seem more involved with him lately-- even standing up for him, kero,"

... The frog has a point. It would be easier to pose as a couple for easier excuses to be together often. It's not your first time to impersonate as Kakashi's wife back in infiltration missions, after all but...

'SAY NO!! WHAT IF THEY ASK US TO PROVE IT AND WE HAVE TO KISS?! I'M STILL PRESERVING MY FIRST KISS!'

These brats...

"No... We're childhood friends." Well, that's a half-truth at least. If only you were in your own body, it would've been a full truth, as you've known Kakashi at the age of five.

"Wait, what? You guys didn't seem to recognize each other at the first day, nor the second." Shark Teeth remarked, to which a lie was already formed at the tip of your tongue.

"We were separated back then at a young age. It took a while, but our memories eventually clicked." The redhead seemed to be discontented by your answer, a pondering look casting over his face in deep thought.

'Ah, I forgot to mention that Kirishima and I were old classmates.'

Of course, you did.

Meanwhile, Aizawa observed that it was Mina who took control over the entire situation, whilst Kaminari did not peep a word.

~*~*~

Once the whole explanation of the mechanics and complications are done, the reader's POV will switch to the people around her so that I no longer have to torture myself thinking about thought conversations between you and mina :'') Also, sorry if this chapter is shorter than usual, but the events coming up in the next chapter would make up for that! Quarantine is whack because teachers suddenly decide that giving homework and projects are our only way of salvation asdfghjkkl