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Inko Midoriya looks up at the new apartment complex that is their new home before looking down and gently squeezing the small hand clasped in hers. Wide, green eyes look back up to her as the child shuffles closer to her legs, their other hand tightly gripping the material of her skirt.
Behind them, the movers truck becomes a hive of activity.
“Do you want to see our new home Izuku?” She asks, her voice calm and gentle. Izuku relaxes slightly at the question as he rapidly nods his assent before he starts to walk up to the double doors before them. His steps fast and slightly unsteady, but trusting in his mom to stop him from falling.
Inko smiles at him as she follows behind him, pushing the door open as his eyes wander over the reception area. Taking note of each potted plant, each numbered box (most of them with names on them), the two sets of staircases and two elevators on the far side of the room before they rest on the desk to the right.
He notes the desk also has two doors behind it, one of which is open, but he mainly notices man with some type of turtle mutation quirk. He’s very green, Izuku thinks before wandering up to the desk as his mother follows him. From his angle down below, he can just see the edge of a shell peeking out over his shoulder.
As his mom speaks to the turtle, his eyes wander around the room they’re in again. He notices that the box numbered one hundred and twelve has the name “Midoriya” emblazoned on it, and of all the boxes surrounding their box only one also has a name.
When Inko takes a set of keys from the man at the desk, she gently squeezes his hand to get his attention. Izuku only has enough time for one thought before he follows his mom to one of the elevators with one of the moving men. He looks back to box one hundred and eleven as the elevator doors close in front of him.
I hope the Yukimuras are nice.
It takes five minutes to get to their new front door, a small stack of boxes already beside it. He idly notes that the Yukimura’s apartment is a corner apartment as he watches his mom struggle with the lock. Her brows furrow for a second as she pushes against the door before the lock clicks.
Unfortunately, Inko isn’t given the chance to take her weight off the door before it opens and she topples through the doorway. As her shoulder hits the ground she thinks at least the floor is clean. Thankfully due to his height, Izuku is only tugged forward slightly before he bursts into giggles.
He’s still giggling when Inko pulls herself off the floor, hands trying to cover up a too big grin in an attempt to hide that it’s him that’s giggling at her. And Inko, like her own father used to do, pretends to fall for it, which causes more giggling.
Neither of them see the person approaching them from behind.
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Akari is very excited for today, Aguri told her they were getting new neighbours today! And that she should greet them as soon as she could! Apparently they even have a kid who is her age!
She hopes that they become best friends and do everything together, she’s missed having friends since they went to the doctors three months ago and they found out she was quirkless. But! A neighbour can’t not be a friend!
Aguri always looks at her funny when she says that, but she has been looking forward to this day since she found out about it. There is no way her big day can go wrong. She hasn’t been wrong about a new neighbour yet! Even if this is their first new neighbour, if she’s never been wrong before that means that she has been right.
And, to make a great day even better, Aguri has been playing with her since they had breakfast. They’ve played Heroes, Colours and made drawings. Akari made her drawing of Aguri using her quirk to colour everything, like purple apples or red bananas and Aguri said it was great and asked to keep it. So of course she said yes, can’t deny her sister of her art!
And when she’s big, she’ll be able to show off all the art Aguri has kept and amaze everyone. She’ll be the best actress, artist and prime minister ever!
But right now is an hour before the neighbours are supposed to get here so she’s making sure her latest masterpiece is finished for her neighbours. It’s of her and her big sister waving and underneath it are the words “WELCOME NEW NEIGHBOURS.”
She was even nice enough to label them with their names to help them remember who is who. She’s using their normal colours though, since it would be hard to show off all the colours they could be, like her current bright red with orange striped hair and pink eyes. She even has green patches on her cheeks!
Her sister is being boring though and using her natural colours, which makes no sense to Akari but she’ll let her be boring. That way the neighbours will know she’s the fun one. Aguri has to be responsible after all since she wants to be a teacher.
She loses her concentration when she hears something outside, so like the great little sister she is, she gets the door for her big sister. But when she opens the door, there isn’t anyone waiting for her, instead there’s two people standing outside the door next door. One who is obviously an adult with long green hair, the other looks about her eyes with the same green hair.
Neither of them have seen her yet.
She rushes back to the table where she was drawing, hurriedly picks it up and runs back to the door just in time to see the adult fall through the door. She stifles her own giggles as she approaches the now empty doorway. Before she enters, she smooths down her shirt, hides her drawing behind her back then walks in. Doing her best to give off that seriousness her parents have tried to teach both Yukimura sisters.
So she waits for as long as she can for one of them to notice her, so five seconds later she yells out an excited “hi!”
She immediately realised that may have not been the best way to greet them when the boy jumps with a yelp and the older woman puts a hand over her heart. She must be really old, I’ve only seen old people do that, Akari thinks as she watches them calm down. Her smile turning more into a grin the longer it takes.
The old woman is the first one to recover and she gently pulls the boy into her arms, rubbing small circles on his back.
“Hello there, I’m Inko Midoriya and this is my son Izuku,” the old woman, Midoriya, says.
Akari nods excitedly, “Hi Midoriya-san, I’m Akari Yukimura! Me and my big sister live next door! We’re neighbours!” She answers, each word accompanied with either a wave or a nod. She pulls her other arm, which had been behind her back the entire exchange, pulling out her drawing and holding it out to show them. “I made you a drawing!”
Midoriya reaches out and takes the drawing, Akari watches in awe as she makes pulling motions with her hand. “Thank you Akari-chan, Izuku would you like to say hi to?” She says to the bundle wrapped up in her arm.
It takes almost a minute for green eyes to peek out from Midoriya’s elbow, in which time Akari has sat down in front of Midoriya and Izuku and crossed her legs. But when he peeks out, an arm snakes out from around Midoriya and waves at her.
Well, it’s not a hi, but Akari will take what she can get. “Hi Izuku-chan, I like your shoes! You also have cool hair! It’s like a bush and bushes are great, you can find treasures in bushes you know!” She says, pumping small fists up and down in excitement.
Every sentence pulls Izuku more and more from his mom’s arm before he’s pulling himself free and nodding along. Eventually, he makes the same motions his mom made, which makes Akari gasp. Is he using his quirk to grab something? She rapidly twists to look behind her for something moving towards him. Blinking rapidly when she realises nothing is moving, she turns back to Izuku in confusion.
Midoriya just chuckles, “sorry for the confusion, Izuku can’t talk right now, that’s his way of asking what your quirk is,” she smiles sweetly at the suddenly nervous girl.
She doesn’t know what to do, everyone starts treating her differently after they find out she’s quirkless. Even her old friends stopped being her friends when they found out. Even though she’s been excited for this day, she’s just now realising that they might not like her because she’s quirkless.
But, looking at Midoriya and Izuku patiently smile at her, perhaps they won’t mind? They seem nice.
“Actually… I’m quirkless,” Akari says, her voice low and quiet as she looks down at her lap. Not wanting to see their expressions change as they realise she’s wrong.
She misses the way Izuku’s eyes light up and Inko smile grows just a couple teeth wider. She also misses the way Izuku practically throws himself at her, wrapping her up in the biggest hug his small four-year-old self can manage.
For several moments Akari is stunned, eyes blown wide as her head finds a place on Izuku’s shoulder, eyes locking with Midoriya’s questioning what’s going on?
Midoriya answers that before she can voice her question, and with those three words Akari beams and wraps her arms around Izuku, hugging him back just as tight. That’s exactly the moment Aguri finds them, two kids hugging on the floor as Midoriya is standing back up.
But both kids are unaware of what’s going on around them, too busy hugging. Each one gaining a slightly damp shoulder. This is a huge moment for them.
After all, neither of them have met someone else who was quirkless as well before.