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5
Midoriya Izuku has no idea how it happened or, how it even started. But somewhere, somehow, he, Midoriya, a quirkless nobody had become friends with some of the top superheroes.
Maybe they had accidentally stumbled upon his quaint little shop or, heard of his superior analytical and observational skills. Most likely it was due to his involvement in some of the attacks done by super villains. Mainly, as a hostage. Sometimes as a spectator but, mostly, mostly it was being held as a hostage. He blamed Ochaco- Uravity- for that.
He still remembered the day that Ochaco had literally burst into his little café.
His tiny café, Deku, was tucked in the corner of Shibuya crossing. Forced into non-existence against the bright and flashy shops and cafes surrounding it, it was Midoriya’s tiny little heaven.
He had just returned from witnessing a struggle between heroes and villains. Some generic scuffle that had escalated into mass panic that he had dashed out in a matter of seconds upon hearing about it.
His earnest eyes had taken in every motion and actions, jotting it all down on his trusted notebook. Furious speedy scribbles covering multiple pages, he had returned satisfied and ecstatic.
It had been his first time seeing the new graduates from UA in real action. Sadly the top three graduates had been held up elsewhere and had only arrived for clean up. Midoriya and the rest of the crowd had already been forced to disperse.
“Great haul!” Midoriya giggled, flicking through his notebook he settled behind the counter.
The door slammed open, the bell hanging above the door ringing furiously.
“Welco-” Midoriya stopped, eyes and mouth widening in surprise.
Before him was UA’s newest graduate. A student from 1-A. Pro hero. Uraraka Ochaco. Uravity.
“Sorry about that.” Uravity apologised sheepishly, rubbing the back of her head.
Midoriya merely gaped. Any and all functionality working on hyper drive. What? What? What!
“Fans were a bit overwhelming.” she smiled, sliding into a stool at the counter, “Needed to get away. Ran as fast as possible.” she mimed running.
Midoriya furiously nodded his head. His entire body was tensed up. How was he supposed to act? Was he supposed to offer something? Wait, this was his café. But, she was a pro hero. Do I give her food? What did she like? Cake? Chocolate? Coffee? Tea?
“Hey, are you okay?” Uravity asked, concern on her face.
Midoriya nodded once again, the same ferocity as before. Why could he not remember any stats? He mentally chided himself.
“Hm…green tea please.” Uravity requested with a smile.
Midoriya set down a cup of warm green tea, paired with a plate of sweets.
“Thank you.” Uravity smiled, taking a piece, “Oh god, this is delicious!” she mumbled through her full mouth.
“Thank…you.” Midoriya blushed.
“Did you make these?” Uravity asked, shocked.
Midoriya nodded.
“Oh my god. This is amazing! You are amazing!” she reached across the counter clasping Midoriya’s hand within hers, “Please give me some more!”
Midoriya gave her a shy smile and a nod.
--
Uravity soon became Uraraka, one of the café’s regular. This caught attention of some of her fans and soon Midoriya’s tiny little café got albeit more busy. Not that he was not thankful but it was an annoyance being asked: When is Uravity coming? How do you know Uravity? Are you two dating?
Annoyed, Midoriya had set a rule; buy something from the café or they would be forced to leave. That sort of, controlled the number of lurkers.
“Sorry Deku.” Uraraka apologised, almost regularly for the hassle.
Well, at least this time she would be apologising for something else, thought Midoriya.
He was in a middle of a clichéd scene. Grabbed off the middle of the streets, he had been knocked out cold and woken up in a warehouse somewhere, tied to the chair.
The villain stood in front of him, spouting a long ass monologue about how he was going to get revenge on Uravity. Something, something, Uravity’s fault, something, something, revenge, something, something, lovers, and something, something, Midoriya.
Midoriya sighed, letting his head droop. Might as well catch up some sleep until Uraraka arrived.
“Dekuuuu! I’m so sorry!” Uraraka apologised for the umpteenth time.
“I told you Uraraka, it’s absolutely fine.” Midoriya smiled, rubbing his sore wrist, “it’s not your fault.”
“But it is!” she wailed, “If I didn’t know you, Force Palm wouldn’t have taken you.” She flopped on the floor, “If only you didn’t cook so good.” she mumbled into her palm.
Midoriya chuckled, settling down next to Uraraka, “I’m happy that you like the sweets Uraraka.”
“You’re too nice Deku.” She pouted, before shooting up to her feet, “Alright! I’ve decided. I’ll buy twice more sweets as an apology.” she declared.
“Um…okay?” Midoriya responded, unsure.
“Don’t worry Deku. I will definitely protect you.” She gave him a thumbs up, “And your sweets!”
Midoriya grinned.
“Shouto! Control your fucking ice!”
“Oh, looks like the clean up is here.” Uraraka said, tilting towards the group of people, hesitant to leave Midoriya alone.
“I’ll see you at the café Uravity.” Midoriya grinned, waving her off.
“See you then Deku!” Uraraka jogged off.
“SOMEONE PUT THE FLAMES OUT!”
“NO! ICE!”
“SHOUTO!”
4
With Ochaco arrived Iida Tenya: Ingenium. Originally the two had not gotten along. Midoriya found him a bit…stuck up? But after the incident they had established a grudging respect for each other, which was slowly building to a proper friendship.
Midoriya picked up the crying kid, rolling out from the falling rubble. He had been rushing to his café, having slept over he was running late. He still had some times to open the shop before the lunch rush.
“Hey, it’s going to be okay.” Midoriya tried to reassure the bawling child, “The heroes will arrive soon and you’ll be fine.”
The kid sniffled, red blotchy eyes staring up at Midoriya.
“HAHAHA!” the villain stood in the centre of rubble, “Who dares face the invincible Morning Glory.”
Midoriya choked back a laugh. Morning Glory. Was it supposed to be a joke?
The villain, dressed in purple spandex, circled the area picking up random pieces of broken concrete and chucking it in general direction.
“Are you seriously called Morning Glory?” someone from the crowd called out.
“What?” Morning Glory growled, whirling towards the general direction of the voice.
A kid was standing in front of the crowd, fearlessly looking at the villain.
What was the kid trying to do?
Morning Glory stalked towards the kid, grabbing him by the collar and lifted him up, “You got a problem with my name kid?”
“Um…I mean, you named yourself after a flower and a…” the kid trailed off, pointedly looking south, earning him a round of chuckle from the onlookers.
“Say that again brat.” Morning Glory growled, his face inches away from the unblinking kid.
“Well, you know.” the kid remained nonchalant.
Midoriya sighed, setting down the kid onto the floor, “Stay right here buddy. And if you see something flying over you duck and cover okay.” he instructed and after getting a nod from the kid he walked out from the cover.
He slowly walked towards the villain, leaning down to pick up couple pieces of rubble, “Hey! Morning Glory!” he called out, swinging his arm, flinging the piece of rock at the villain.
Ah, great.
It bounced off Morning Glory’s body like a piece of feather.
“Huh?” Morning Glory turned to face him, “Oh, a hero?” he smirked, dropping the kid like a sack of potatoes.
Midoriya let out a sigh of relief, at least the kid was not going to end up in a hospital.
Morning Glory stalked towards him, his fists clenched and ready, “Get ready for a-” he flew, sideways, landing with a loud crash on the rubble.
“Are you alright Midoriya?” Ingenium asked, standing where Morning Glory stood before.
“Um…yes. Thank you.” Midoriya nodded at the armoured hero.
“I saw what you did. Thank you very much.” Ingenium said, “I was worried I might hurt the kid if I attacked him, so thank you.”
“Huh? No, no, don’t worry about it.” Midoriya shook his head; “If you hadn’t come, I would probably have been knocked unconscious.” he weakly chuckled, “I can’t do anything else.”
“Yes, but you had the courage to stand up to him.” Ingenium came to a stop in front of him, “And for that I admire you. So, once again, thank you Midoriya.” He held his hand out, requesting a handshake.
“No problem.” Midoriya grinned, his hand clasping around Iida’s.
“SHOUTO! FIRE! FIRE!”
“SOMEONE CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT!”
Ingenium sighed, “I shall see you later Midoriya.” He waved, dashing off towards the shouting.
3
Midoriya took a deep breath, taking in the clean air of the ocean. He and his mum had come to the beach for the weekend. Sadly, his mum had gotten a case of sunburn and had returned to the hotel to cool down. So, Midoriya found himself left alone.
He had packed a light lunch, deciding to explore the area, away from the crowded beachfront.
The rocky area had created little caverns and pools to explore. It also acted perfectly as a shade against the burning sun.
He set the basket of food down and stretched. He had found a perfect spot, a small pool of water if he wanted to swim, the perfect cavern from the shade and it was quiet and empty, far away from the crowded beach.
He knelt in front of the pool, leaning forward to check for any creatures. What he forgot about was, rocks when wet was slippery. So, a misstep and down he went.
Crack.
“Argh!” he screamed, as a searing pain sped through his leg. Something had definitely snapped.
He attempted to stand up, immediately giving up when the pain doubled bringing tears to his eyes. It hurt!
“Help!” he shouted, hoping to catch someone’s attention.
Ugh, how long was he going to be stuck here until someone noticed him.
“Hello, ribbit.”
Midoriya blinked, tilting his head up to see someone.
Rainy season hero: Froppy.
Midoriya’s face bloomed into happiness, a pro hero was here.
“Hello, could you please help me. I think I broke my leg.” he asked.
“Just lie still, I’ve called for medics.” the hero suggested, jumping down next to Midoriya, “How did you fall in here?” she asked, checking Midoriya’s leg.
“I slipped.” Midoriya winced when, she lightly tapped her leg.
“You’re lucky I was around.”
Midoriya nodded, grinning.
--
“And now I always make sure that I have enough sweets for Uraraka.” Midoriya concluded his epic tale.
Froppy- Asui Tsuyu dissolved into laughter. The spoon she was using to eat her jelly hanging off her lips.
“I-I never expected Ochaco to do something like that.” she laughed.
“Yeah, I never expected that either but now I’m vigilant.” Midoriya sighed.
Asui laughed some more, setting down the finished cup of jelly, “Thank you for the jelly Midoriya, it was delicious.”
“I’m glad you liked it. I’ll make sure to save some more for you.”
“I’ll definitely visit.”
“Froppy!” a voice called out.
Both of them looked up, Uravity.
“Uraraka!”
“Deku?!” she asked, frantic, “Hold on, we’ll get you up soon.”
Soon, the duo was up and out of the hole. Midoriya strapped onto a stretcher.
“Only you Deku.” Uraraka sighed. Midoriya gave her a sheepish look.
“Oh my god! SHOUTO!”
“UNFREEZE THE OCEAN IMMEDIATELY!”
“Hm?” Midoriya was confused.
“Don’t worry about it Deku. Just get all healed up. I need my sweets.” Uraraka smiled.
Midoriya sweated.
2
Tokoyami Fumikage crept through the shadows, silent and deadly. He had one destination in mind, his entire being focused on reaching his target.
He came to a stop, lightly dropping down in front of his objective, he frowned. The lights were still on, giving him perfect view through the glass windows.
Two hooded characters were standing by the counter, one of them holding a gun targeted at the flustered figure, while the other rummaged through the register.
Tokoyami frowned; this was going to hinder him from his mission. He quickly sent a message to the group before dashing into the shop.
The bell hanging over the door, jingling and clattering to the floor at the harshness.
“Give up, villains before I drown you in darkness.” he stated, his stance ready for any objection.
“Tsukuyomi…” the green haired owner of the café whispered in awe.
One of the hooded figure cursed, the sentiment shared by his partner. Both of them rushed towards Tokoyami at the same time, hoping to gain an advantage in a two versus one situation. However, against a pro hero the fight lasted exactly one punch each.
“Do you have something I can tie them up with?” Tokoyami asked.
“Um…will duct tape do?”
“That will be perfect.” Tokoyami nodded, earning a grin from the café owner.
--
“I definitely see why Uravity and Froppy are raving about your café.” Tokoyami stated, devouring the delicious plate of apple pie as calmly as possible.
Midoriya chuckled, “You’re welcome to come over any time.”
“I definitely will.”
“Tsukuyomi!” Ingenium ran into the café, poised and ready, Uravity close behind, “We’re here.”
“I think Tokoyami took care of it already.” Uraraka gestured towards the duct-taped duo, “Hello Deku.” She slipped onto the stool.
“Hello Uraraka.” he grabbed a plate, filling it with sweets and setting it in front of her.
“SHOUTO! NOT AGAIN!”
“WELL UNFREEZE IT!”
“Again…” Iida groaned.
“Maybe he is close by?” Uraraka shrugged.
The trio of pro hero blissfully ignored the commotion outside; Midoriya remained confused.
1
Bakugo Katsuki was having a shitty day. First, the group had wanted to meet up in some shitty ass café hidden in middle of nowhere resulting in him getting lost (He had fucking forgotten to charge his phone). Second, when he had finally found the place the group had already left, a villain attack that he was unaware of cause his fucking phone was out of battery. And lastly, the most important the owner of the shitty café was Deku.
Bakugo grit his teeth, anger and fury setting in when Deku calmly served him tea, spicy chai. Motherfucking Deku.
“How’d a nobody, useless shit like you even became friends with pro heroes.” he growled, glaring up at the seemingly calm Midoriya.
“Um…ah…Kac-” Bakugo snarled, cutting off Midoriya. Okay, he was not calm.
“Pah, whatever.” Bakugo sneered, taking a sip of his tea. Motherfucking Deku. Perfectly spiced.
“Sh-should we go meet up with the rest?” Midoriya asked, albeit timid and worried.
“Let me fucking finish my tea.” Bakugo snapped.
Midoriya startled, before scurrying off to the counter quiet.
--
Fuck! Fuck! FUCK! This was officially number one in the shittiest of the shit day Bakugo Katsuki had ever had. First meeting Deku and now having to fucking choose between saving Deku or saving strangers.
The duo had arrived at another villain attack when they were on the way to meet up with the rest of the 1-A group. And Deku the quirkless, useless, fucker had run head first to save some kids from falling rocks. Which had given the villain a perfect chance to grab him as a hostage.
“Well then, Baku, who you gonna choose?” the villain grinned, spreading his extra appendages out. His left holding onto Deku while the right a bunch of squirming children.
Always, fucking children and now Deku.
“Choose fast, Baku.” the villain goaded, “One will go bang, while the other set free.”
The children cried even louder. FUCK SAKE!
Bakugo was pissed off as it is, maybe he should just let the kids fucking die if they did not shut up!
“Kacchan! I’m fine, save the kids!” Motherfucking Deku.
“Shut up, you shit.” Bakugo spat, “I’m a pro hero.” He jumped, using the explosion as a leverage to push himself to the villain.
With a couple of well-timed explosion, the villain howled in pain, unceremoniously letting his captives free. All of them tumbling down to the floor.
Bakugo grinned, standing on top of the fallen villain, victorious, “You annoyed me on the wrong day shit head.”
The villain grinned, before exposing his hidden trump card.
Fucking clichéd bastard! Bakugo cursed when he saw the explosives the villain had strapped to himself. Great.
“KACCHAN!” Midoriya quickly pushed the children away, tacking the stunned Bakugo, shoving him away from the explosion.
--
“Shit! Fuck! Deku!”
His entire world was ringing.
“Oy, Izuku!”
Why were there two Kacchan?
“Stay awake you fucker!”
He smiled, or wait, was he smiling?
“What the fuck Shouto?”
It’s cold.
Warm.
+1
Todoroki Shouto sighed. As a recent top graduate from UA he had been immediately thrust into the pro hero world. Wake up, eat, work, come home, eat, and sleep.
His phone pinged, a message: Uravity requesting backup in downtown.
He pocketed the phone and dashed. Icy paths drawing a path towards his destination.
He arrived at the location, a tingling sensation his only warning before a series of icy tower bloomed. What? He gaped, eyes wide.
“Shouto! Control your fucking ice!” His fellow classmate, Bakugo cursed, narrowly dodging a sharp pillar that sprouted right underneath it.
What was happening? His stomach felt queasy, his entire body shivering. His quirk was going haywire, he should run before-
A massive wall of fire.
“SOMEONE PUT THE FLAMES OUT!” Uraraka shouted, arriving at the scene.
“NO! ICE!” Bakugo was dashing around, icicles following him dangerously close, “SHOUTO!”
--
The group dashed towards the crossing. Iida had already arrived at the scene, but the group had been worried, following right after. Not that it was required.
Iida had already handled the situation and was talking to one of the civilian. Better focus on cleani-
Again?
“SHOUTO! FIRE! FIRE!”
The group jumped out of the scorching flame that crawled across the concrete.
“SOMEONE CALL THE FIRE DEPARTMENT!”
Iida was already dashing towards them.
--
They had agreed to patrol the beach along with Asui. Each of them separated to cover wider ground.
He stopped on top of a cliff overlooking the beach. Taking in the peace and calm. He had been wary of coming somewhere with people, especially after the couple of incidents with his uncontrollable quirk. He did not want to accidentally hurt someone. So far, he had been lucky.
His phone vibrated.
Froppy requesting medical help.
He frowned, was she alright? He jumped down, running towards the direction. Rest of his classmates alrea-
Seriously!
“Oh my god! SHOUTO!”
He crumbled to the ground, his body tense as he tried to control his quirk. But nothing seems to be working, waves and waves of chill just seemed to be rushing out of him.
“UNFREEZE THE OCEAN IMMEDIATELY!”
He would, if he fucking could!
--
Soulmate.
He had a soulmate.
Todoroki Shouto had a soulmate. He traced the scar on his reflection. Someone like him had a soulmate?
He had heard stories about people finding their perfect other half. The first reaction was apparently their quirk going out of control. And it would continuously go out of control until he touched him.
Great.
A message from Tokoyami. Hope for the best, he sighed before making his way to the location.
Iida and Uraraka were entering the shop, Todoroki getting ready to follow until… He groaned. He could not even be bothered with it anymore.
“SHOUTO! NOT AGAIN!”
“It’s not like I can help it.” Todoroki snapped, as series of ice crawled itself across the floor and up the walls of the café.
“WELL UNFREEZE IT!”
--
Shouto sat still, his eyes never leaving the unconscious and bandaged form of his soulmate.
He grimaced.
All this time, this was the person causing his quirk to go haywire. All this time his soulmate had literally been few steps away. All he had to do was walk to him, touch him (not appropriately) and that was that.
He sighed.
“Todoroki, you have a call from the agency.” Uraraka’s head poked through the door.
“Coming.” He replied, his gaze still on his sleeping soulmate.
He reached up, lightly pushing the fringe out of his face before walking out. The door sliding close with a small click.
He should not have left.
--
Shouto was a furious ball of inferno one second, and an icy cold tundra the next. His teammates were all warily standing next to him. Their eyes shifting between the smug villain, and the time bomb, which was currently Shouto.
“HAHA! Today is the day I gain my revenge, heroes.” the villain spat, the tentacle encircling Midoriya tightening.
“I don’t give a shit what you do to Deku, so, I’m telling you for your own sake. Let. Him. Go.” Bakugo demanded.
“I’m worried how badly this situation is going to escalate.” Tokoyami sighed.
“He is either going to become a melted poodle or frozen solid.” Asui commented.
“Our main priority should be the safe return of Midoriya.” Iida said.
“I think our main priority should be our own safety.” Uraraka chuckled.
The rest of the team jerkily nodded.
“Return my soulmate to me.” Todoroki snarled, a swirling rage.
The villain merely sneered, his grip tightening. Midoriya let out a small moan of pain.
The five other graduates of UA cursed, well shit.
--
Midoriya smiled as he finished setting up the table. From Japanese sweets to cold soba, the table was laden with variety of foods. With this the entire group of pro heroes that would no doubt come banging into his café be satisfied.
He stared at the clock, five minutes to nine. Okay, everything was ready and waiting.
He sat down, satisfied with his handiwork, nervously playing with the simple platinum band on his left hand.
The doorbell jingled.
“Izuku.”