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Midoriya Izuku had been bullied at the tender age of four.

Midoriya Izuku was diagnosed quirkless at the young age of five.

Midoriya Izuku was beaten in the school playground at five years old.

Midoriya Izuku got his quirk at the late age of five, and he had never been happier.

"G-guys, come on!! You can't pick on people just because you think you're better than them!"

He felt... Warm.

"What the hell do you mean, Deku? We can do whatever you want!"

Like something was.. Burning inside of him.

"Yeah! Some weakling like you can't go against us!"

"Hey, shut your mouth! I'm the only one allowed to call him that!!"

"... Geeze."

It was spreading. Like a flame, or a forest fire.

"Really guys, hurting people isn't right!! Don't you want to be heroes?!"

It didn't burn. it was like it was a part of him, and maybe it was.

"Alright, that's it! Stop standing in my way, Deku!"

Izuku felt the punch hit his cheek, and flames rose up.

"Oi, Deku?"

"Yeah Kacchan..?"

"I'm sorry.. About everything."

He smiled, warm even without the green flames licking at his fingers. "I forgive you."

"So, I thought you said he was quirkless? Do you even know how much that had broken my baby's heart?!"

"Now, now, calm down Mrs. Midoriya. It was just a simple mistake. Right now, we should be focusing on the aspects of young Izuku's quirk."

"... Right."

The doctor-the same one who had crushed his dreams-turned towards him, his face as cold and expressionless as ever. "So tell me, what does your quirk do?"

Izuku beamed, curly green hair bobbing up and down as he bounced in the chair. "Well..."

Midoriya Izuku gained a best friend at the age of five.

Midoriya Izuku and Bakugou Katsuki claimed each other as brothers at the age of six.

Midoriya Izuku dreamed of being a hero.

And he would be, no matter what, or he would die trying. Because Mom said he could, and Kacchan wants him to be his equal, so he isn't giving up now.

My name is Midoriya Izuku, and this is the story of how I became the greatest hero.

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Midoriya had been walking along the sidewalk, finger mindlessly swiping through his phone as he headed towards his school. He had promised Kacchan that he wouldn’t be late today, so he had even left early!

“Wow!! That’s a huge villain!”

… But maybe Kacchan could wait a little bit longer. You know, for science!

Midoriya beamed with excitement as a large villain-some kind of growth quirk then-swung their arm around, flinging debris at the hero  surrounding him. Thankfully, all of the citizens stayed back far enough to not be hit.

He immediately brought out his notebook form his bag, whipping out a pen from who knows where and quickly jotting down notes as the fight continued.

Kamui Woods, a newer and popular pro hero was fighting against the villain. His wood/branch/whatchamacallit quirk allowing him to be on both defense and offense at the same time. Though it leaned more on defense. “Illegal use of abilities during rush hour, as well as robbery and assault? You’re pure evil.” Midoriya’s eye twitched, a deadpan look on his face. That’s… Not evil at all… More like it’s whiny…

Only a few minutes had passed during the fight, it having ended with a new hero, Mt. Lady making her debut and stealing the show. Not to mention he had a fun little chat with a random stranger.

Midoriya sighed in content, looking over his notes and editing them every so often as he continued on his way to school. He was interrupted when his phone dinged loudly, startling him. “Oh… A message from Kacchan.”

King Explosion Murder 7:23am:

GET YOUR ASS FUCKING MOVING

YOU’RE GONNA BE LATE YOU SHITY NERD

Midoriya yelped, nearly tripping on his own feet as he realized the time. Quickly stuffing his notebook into his bag, he sprinted down the sidewalk, careful to hide the green flames around his ankles as he gave himself a boost.

Couldn’t hurt to go as fast as he can, right?

“Okay, it’s time for me to pass out your career choice packets..” The teacher drawled, a bored look on his sunken and wrinkled face as he idly flapped the packets on his desk. In a sudden burst of energy, he smiled, throwing the papers up into the air. “But I’m sure you all want to be HEROES!!”

Midoriya sighed as his classmates let out a loud roar, unconsciously observing their quirks as they let them go wild in the class. He had already studied and taken notes on their quirks before, long ago when he had first gotten a notebook, but it never hurt to go over them again and see if he could find something new. Of course, buying new notebooks so often was a bit annoying, but hey! It worked!

“OI!!” Oh boy. “Now teach, don’t you go and mix me and Deku in with this pitiful group of extras!!”

Bakugou Katsuki, Midoriya’s childhood friend and brother by bond, stood up on his desk, a large smirk on his face as he practically declared war on everyone else in the room. Bakugou had always been overly confident, (cough cocky cough) and tended to provoke a lot of anger with people, so Midoriya was usually the one who toned him down. This time though…

Eh, he’ll let him have his fun.

“Oh shut up, Katsuki!!”

“Yeah!! We’re more amazing then you think, you jerk!”

Bakugou laughed over the many protests of his classmates, about to shout out another insult until he saw Midoriya’s disapproving look. He sat back down with a smirk, pouting when Midoriya smiled a him.

Their teacher sighed. “Right.. Bakugou-kun, you and Midoriya-kun are aiming for U.A aren’t you?”

Silence.

Then chaos.

“U.A HIGH?! That predigest school?!!”

“I heard they only let in three hundred kids every year…. Crazy.”

“They barely accept anyone in!!”

Then… Well then comes…

“Wait- did you say Midoriya is applying for there too?”

There it is. 

Midoriya sighed as mocking laughter filled the room, everyone except for Bakugou laughing in pure amusement at his decision.

Even though Midoriya had finally gotten his quirk at five years old, and he became friends again with Kacchan, he was still bullied. It was less sure, and not for the same reasons, but… It still hurt. You would only have to ask someone to know why people bully him, and you’d get all of the answers right away.

“I bet he’s only going because Bakugou is!! Just like a loyal dog!”

One: because he’s friends with Bakugou.

“Does he even have enough money to get the uniform!? I betcha he doesn’t even have two dollars!! Haha!”

Two: because his family has never had much money to begin with.

“Too bad his Dad won’t be there to see him fucking fail!!”

And three. He… He doesn’t want to talk about that one. That’s something for later.

Bakugou practically snarled , stomping a foot on his desk as small explosions popped in his hands. “SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU EXTRAS!! Deku is better than all of you!! You’re all just prissy snobs who don’t know what trying hard even means! Don’t you dare try to insult him or his life, or else I’m gonna blow you to bits!!”

Midoriya smiled gratefully at Bakugou, though he made sure to chastise him for insulting others. “Kacchan, saying you’re going to blow someone to bits isn’t exactly heroic you know.”

“Oh shut up you twat.”

Flashback

Midoriya happily skipped up to Kacchan and his ‘friends.’ If you could even call them that. He was excited, he had gotten his quirk yesterday, and today would be the day he could finally prove himself to Kacchan! Maybe he’ll even acknowledge him!

"Kacchan!! I got my quirk! I can be a hero with you now!!"

Bakugou looked at him in excitement, a large grin spreading over his soft baby face as he ran forward to meet up with Midoriya. "What is it? It better be cool!!" Bakugou's lackeys followed behind him, snickering to themselves as they waited to see Midoriya's quirk.

Midoriya nodded, concentrating as small emerald flames popped up on his hands, dancing over his fingers and jumping through the air. Bakugou beamed, grinning excitedly as Midoriya joyfully played around with the fire, both of them mesmerized at the sight of his quirk.

"Ha! Did your daddy see your new quirk?"

The flames on his hands were gone in seconds, mislead grin falling from his face as he lowered his head. "Th-that's…"

The kids sneered, pointing fingers at him as they laughed. “You’ve only got your mommy don’t you!? I bet your dad left ya ‘cause you’re so useless!!”

“What do you mean?” Bakugou looked at them in confusion, his red eyes still wide from the earlier excitement. “Deku’s way better than all of you fuck-tards.”

“K-Kacchan!! That’s a bad word!

Midoriya packed up his school stuff into his backpack, scrolling through the news on his phone as he flipped through his notebook at the same time, a habit of his. It had been years since he had first shown Kacchan his quirk, and since then the bullying had practically disappeared thanks to Bakugou's protection of him. Even though Bakugou wasn’t bullying him anymore, so more people were actually coming to him to talk, (mostly about homework) so he did have a few ‘friends’. Just not close ones. Of course, whenever Bakugou wasn't near him, or just whenever they were feeling confident, his former bullies would always feel the need to hurt him with words.

Because they know that if they hurt him physically that Bakugou would be out for their souls.

That fight from this morning is all over the news… poor Kamui, there's only two sentences about him. Ouch. Midoriya stuffed his notebook into his bag, hoisting his backpack up with practiced ease.

Bakugou walked up next to him, his bag slung over his shoulder. "You ready to go?" Midoriya nodded.

"And hey," Bakugou's face softened, putting a hand on his shoulder to make sure he was paying attention. "Are you alright?"

"Yeah Kacchan, I'm alright. Thanks to you if course, my trusty sidekick!" Midoriya grinned, holding in his laughter as Bakugou barked in rage at being called a sidekick.

"IF ANYONE'S THE SIDEKICK IT'S YOU!!"

"You just keep dreaming."

"Fuck you."

"Love you too!"

Midoriya laughed, telling Bakugou to just head home without him, since he’ll be going the long way instead. He walked out of the school, humming his favorite hero’s theme song, All Might, as he walked on the path home.

It wasn’t a very used path, and it took longer, but he felt like enjoying the scenery today. He walked past the local hospital on his way, a memory from long ago flashing through his mind.

“You said that.. He’s gained a quirk?”

Inko nodded in her seat next to Midoriya,  an overly sweet smile plastered on her face as she ran her hands through her son’s hair.

“Yes, he got it just yesterday in the afternoon.”

Dr. Tsubasa sighed, jotting down a few notes on his clipboard before standing up from his seat and motioning towards the door. "If you would follow me please. It's mandatory to do a few tests on new quirks to find out the basics of what they can do."

Inko smiled, standing up from her seat and grabbing an excited Midoriya's hand as they walked through the hall to do the tests. 

"Hey Mommy!"

"Yes dear?"

"I'm gonna name my quirk… Emerald Flare!!"

"That sounds wonderful honey."

I knew my child's dreams wouldn't be crushed.

Midoriya smiled at the memory, too caught up in his thoughts to notice the sound of a sewer grate clanging behind him under the bridge. He paused when a large shadow loomed over him, his head snapping around so fast it should've caused him whiplash. Right behind him was a large mound of foul smelling liquid, two large eyes and a grinning mouth plastered in the middle.

Midoriya gasped when an arm-shaped stream of the sludge shot towards him, narrowly missing him when he dodged. Thank God for my weekly sparring with Kacchan.

He didn’t get much time to think when he was attacked again, the sludge trying to grab him by the feet. Midoriya jumped back, crouching down and slipping his backpack off as he readied his flames.

“Oh… A strong body.. And a strong quirk..!! The perfect hiding spot..!! ”

Holy shit that thing can talk. Small world I guess. I'm gonna name him.. Stinky!

The villain-now dubbed as ‘Stinky’-moved quickly, his sludge-like body making it easy for him to slide along the ground and gain speed. Midoriya grinned, jumping up off of the wall and kicking into the air, a bright ball of emerald flames launching towards the villain’s head.

Stinky laughed, moving his ‘face’ out of the way of the flames, allowing for them to simply extinguish inside of his sludge. “Good try..! Now just stand still, and I’ll make quick work of you-”

“DON’T WORRY, YOUNG CITIZEN!!”

Midoriya’s eyes widened in both shock and excitement, his concentration disappearing long enough for the villain to take a grab at him, smothering him in foul-smelling sludge and trying to force its way inside of his body. Midoriya panicked, trying desperately to claw his way out of the sludge, his hands fruitlessly slipping through with no grip.

“FOR I… AM HERE!! TEXAS…”

Please please please please help me I can’t breathe I can’t see I’m an idiot oh God please-

“ SMASH!!”

A blast of air slammed into him, and then he was free.

Midoriya hacked out his lungs, coughing out the rest of the horrible sewer sludge that the villain had forced into his mouth. Gross.. It’ll be awhile until I get that taste out of my mouth.

“Are you alright, young citizen?”

Who is..? Midoriya finished coughing out the sludge, slowly turning to see who it was that had saved him. A hero..? Which one? I think I heard someone say ‘smash’, but it couldn't be him, he’s in-

Standing in front of him, even greater than how he looked on TV, was the number one hero of the world, All Might. His idol, and his entire reason for wanting to become a hero.

Right in front of him.

Talking to him.

Right. There.

“Hey are you-”

“AAAHHH!!”

Midoriya practically leaped backwards, falling onto his back out of pure shock from seeing his idol standing just inches in front of him.

Inches.

Holy shit.

“Ah, watch your language! Kids your age shouldn’t be having a mouth like that!”

Oh fuck I said that out loud.

All Might stood in front of him, glowing with all of his golden glory, a large grin clear on his face. He stood up on shaky legs, still in awe at the number one hero’s presence. “A-All Might-!!”

All Might boomed with laughter, still so powerful and strong, bright and warm even without his hero costume on. Midoriya looked him over, noticing the grocery bags held in his hands, along with the two.. Green? Soda bottle in his large pocket.

“U-Um, All Might,” oh my God stop stuttering you idiot, “could I have an autograph!?” He reached for his notebook that lay on the ground, having fallen out of his backpack during the fight. He flipped open to what was a blank page, only to discover that All Might had already signed it. “WOW!!”

“HAHA!! Well kid, now that I know you’re safe, I must be heading out now!!” All Might turned away from him, crouching down and preparing to jump to who-knows-where.

Midoriya gasped, a brief look of panic crossing his features before disappearing under a frown. “Wait- Can’t you stay?! I have something I want to ask you!”

“No can do! Sorry!” All Might turned and gave him a small thumbs up. “SEE YOU ON THE OTHER SIDE OF THE SCREEN!!”

“Wait-!”

Hm.

Well I know I can be dumb sometimes but wow.

Man am I stupid.

Midoriya screamed against the harsh wind blowing against his face as he flew through the sky, hanging onto his idol’s leg like his life depended on it.

Which it kind of did, by the way.

All Might’s smile twitched when he saw Midoriya hanging on to his foot, panicking a little as he quickly searched for a way to land. “KID!! I know you’re a fan, but this is too far!!”

“S-SO-SORRYY!!”

Bakugou walked down a random alleyway, gripping the strap of his bag in annoyance. Two of his classmates walked behind him, his former ‘lackeys’ that used to follow him around like dogs back when he was younger. He had long since cut his ties with them-if there was any in the first place-, but every now and then they’d try to gain his favor.

As if that would happen after they insulted Deku like that. Stupid bastards.

The two goons laughed behind him, saying something about him joining them at the cafe, even though he wasn’t even talking to them. Bakugou clenched his teeth, harshly kicking a stray soda can next to his foot. “Stop…. FUCKING FOLLOWING ME YOU SHIT RAGS!!” Bakugou paused at the pure look of terror on their faces. Not because it was there, no.

But Because they were looking at something behind him.

He only had the chance to yell before everything went to shit.

Midoriya sat up on the floor, heaving in his lost air through dried lips. Never… Never again..

All Might dusted off his pants, grumbling slightly under his breath as he stood to leap off from the building. Midoriya panicked seeing his idol about to see, his question still burning brightly in his mind. Wait, please-

“All Might!! Please wait!”

“No can do, kiddo! Heroes don’t have time!”

Midoriya took a deep breath, memories of something long gone, pain and hate and absolute fear and then hope all coming to the surface at one. “Can.. Can someone… someone..!”

“Goodbye, young civilian!”

“Wait-”

Midoriya was cut off by a burst of steam erupting from the spot where All Might stood, hacking and coughing sounding from behind the cloak of white fog. He took a tentative step forward, squinting his eyes to try and see behind the steam.

“Oh… Shit..”

Standing behind the now faded steam, was a horribly sickly looking man, skinny enough to be tipped over by a simple breeze of wind. He looked, frankly, horrifying.

“AAAAHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHHH!!!”

Midoriya screamed , nearly falling onto his back as he stared in pure shock at the skeletal figure standing before him where All Might once was. What?! What just happened!? All Might?!! No, it can’t be!! But… There’s no one else, and the clothes… And hair… How the fuck ..?

“Are you..” Midoriya continued to stare at the gangly man, having to look up at him due to the massive difference in height. “... Are you actually All Might?!”

“Yes, I am All Mi-HRK!!” Midoriya screamed again as bright red blood spurted out from All Might’s mouth, making him go into another coughing fit as he struggled to regain his breath. Once Midoriya had calmed down a bit, his more “Oh God there’s a person in need and oh crap I need to help them NOW or I will crumble in guilt-” mode kicked in.

This mode comes in a lot to be honest.

He ran forward, nearly tripping over his feet, hurriedly bringing out one of the spare box of tissues his mother always gives him, even though he’s moved on from crying five times or more a day, and lifted it up, wiping the dripping blood from All Might’s face.

“Are you okay? Do you need to see a doctor? Is there anyone I should call? I’m sorry you just look so frail-” All Might chuckled, lifting up a large hand to stop his sudden torrent of questions.

“I’m quite alright, my boy. Trust me, this is normal for me.” Midoriya gaped at him, his mind whirling. Normal?! HE DRIPPING BLOOD OUT OF HIS MOUTH! Not to mention how he’s as thin as a twig!! ….. ALL MIGHT IS AS THIN AS A TWIG AND DRIPPING BLOOD?!!

Midoriya stepped back, giving him some space. “But.. How?! How did All Might, the number one hero, become like this…?”

All Might sighed. “It’s a long story.. But I’ll make it short. Just promise me you won’t go posting online about any of this.” Midoriya nodded as he sat down against the railing, a lifting up his over-sized shirt to reveal a horrid, spider web-like scar running all the way up his side. It looked like someone had taken him and twisted his side in a circle, crushing it and cutting it in the process.

All Might’s story was indeed, short. It didn’t take long for him to explain. A villain that had fought him five years ago, one strong enough to almost kill him and take out his stomach… Midoriya didn’t want to think about it. All Might hadn’t stayed after that, wanting to leave as soon as possible to get the villain to the police without causing trouble. That was.. Until..

Was that.. An explosion? Midoriya frowned in concern, already running down the stairs of the tall building out onto the street below. Dark black smoke was rising into the air, the smell of ashes and the sound of panicked screaming coming from nearby. “A villain attack.. Surely Kacchan won’t mind if I see one more..”

He quickly walked down the sidewalk, already reaching into his bag to grab his notebook when he turned the corner, finally coming upon the scene of the fight.

He nearly dropped his whole bag.

Right in the middle of the street was the sludge villain, Stinky, from before. He was thrashing around with glee, large and powerful explosions bursting from his ‘hands’ and destroying his surroundings. A mop of light blonde hair could be seen within the sludge, trapped and struggling to get out. Midoriya gasped at the sight, filled with worry for whoever was the victim of the villain.

They must be suffocating.. How long has this been happening?! All Might can’t help them..

Why aren’t the heroes doing anything?

Why aren’t they helping?

Can’t they see what’s happening?!

Midoriya looked around himself, small snippets of conversations drifting around in panicked voices.

“Poor kid.. I heard it’s a middle schooler. So young..”

“They’ve been in there for five minutes now!! Why aren’t the heroes doing anything?!”

“Their quirks aren’t suited for it.. Shame.”

“Where’s All Might?!!”

All Might.. He can’t do anything, because of me… Oh no. Midoriya looked towards the chaos happening, the victim’s head just barely showing through the sludge. Whoever you are, I hope help comes soon! The victim lifted their head, bright, fearful, pleading red eyes staring right at him in the crowd.

Kacchan.

Midoriya didn’t even register when he started running, all he knew was that he had, and now he was halfway to being smacked across the road by a copied explosion from the sludge villain. He panicked, calling out to Bakugou as he reached into himself, bringing out the flames inside of him he so desperately needed to save his friend.

“KACCHAN!!”

Bright, beautiful emerald flames burst from his body, swathing him in green light and almost burning up the villains face, causing him to back away in fear. Midoriya stood on shaky legs, steeling himself as he grinned, ready to fight. “I’m not gonna let you… Hurt MY FRIEND!!” He swung his arm, green flames swinging with it just as the villain began to yell, an arm dripping with sludge flying towards him with sparks at their palms.

“… DEKU!!”

Someone was yelling, there was wind in his ears, and then suddenly he was on the ground with Bakugou beside him, a few green flames still resting on his hands. Midoriya groaned, slowly lifting himself off of the ground as he looked around himself, noticing the obvious lack of chaos there once was.

A raindrop fell onto his nose as he looked at the tall figure in front of him, his eyes widening in awe as the entire weather changed from just one singular punch from the man in front of him. He didn’t know when, but All Might had swooped in, saving them both. He had been saved by his hero… Again.

“All Might..”

Bakugou stirred beside him, red eyes snapping open as he shot up into a sitting position, hiding a wince. “What… the..”

“Oh, Kacchan! I’m glad you’re alright!! I was so worried-”

“..FUCK WERE YOU THINKING?!!”

“EH!?”

Midoriya ducked, avoiding Bakugou’s fist that swung over his head. He didn’t get much time to talk before both of them were dragged away for questioning, though it was more of a scolding type of situation.

Midoriya had been scolded by the heroes at the scene, told that even though he had a strong quirk that he shouldn’t be running out into danger, and to just leave it to the pros. Like you guys were doing anything.. Bakugou, however, was praised. He looked pretty annoyed as well about the whole thing.

“Stupid fucking heroes.. They didn’t even do anything.”

“Ahah.. Well, I’m just glad you’re alright, Kacchan.” Bakugou huffed, lightly knocking Midoriya in the side of the head.

“Yeah? Well don’t go rushing into danger like a damn idiot ever again.”

“.. Haha.”

After making sure that Bakugou was indeed okay, Midoriya said his goodbyes, heading down the street back to his home. Thank goodness my backpack isn’t ruined, Mom would’ve killed me. I didn’t get a chance to apologize to All Might either, for both accidentally wasting his precious time, and… Clinging onto his leg in mid air.

He sighed. Yeah, that was pretty dumb.

Midoriya shook his head in embarrassment, about to turn the corner when All Might suddenly burst forth, nearly running over him.

“I AM HERE!!”

“PLEASE STOP DOING THAT!!” Midoriya yelled, taking a deep breath as he got over his shock, placing a hand on his chest. “Oh dear God.. Someday I’m gonna get so scared I start cursing like Kacchan… Ugh..”

All Might laughed, loud and booming before he hacked, spurting out blood and turning back to his normal form in a puff of smoke. He still wasn’t used to it.

I mean, who would be? He’s a fucking skeleton!

Midoriya grimaced, telling him to not push himself as he handed him a couple of tissues to wipe off the blood. After he was done, All Might laughed again, running a hand through his messy hair. “Sorry about that, I had to run pretty quickly from the reporters.”

“Right..” Midoriya sighed, looking down in shame. “I’m.. Sorry, for wasting your time like that-”

“NONSENSE!!” All Might laughed.

“H-huh?”

Midoriya looked up at All Might in confusion, having expected to be scolded or at least lectured on manners and such. However, no such thing happened. Instead, All Might…

Praised him.

“What you did out there was stunning, my boy. Even though you’re just a middle schooler, just a kid, with no business going out and helping people, you ran out there without thinking, and you helped that boy. You did more than those heroes ever did.”

.. What?

“You have the true heart of a hero, my boy. If it weren’t for you running out like that, I would have never done my job. You spurred me into action!”

Midoriya could feel something burning in his chest, something warm, comforting, wrapping around him in a blanket of kindness.

“My boy.. I believe that you can be the greatest hero… The next number one hero!”

Midoriya choked on air, tears starting to burn in his eyes. Things from years past came up to the surface, yelling, crying, threats, tears… Names. Painful memories came to the front of his mind as he shook, feelings that had been stored deep inside of him breaking through for all to see.

“You’re even less useful than a dog… You’re fucking pathetic.”

“Now Izuku, don’t go telling anyone about this! Or else you know what will happen to you.”

“You’re ugly! You’re stupid! JUST GET YOUR FUCKING QUIRK ALREADY YOU BRAT!!”

“Get up!! We’re not done here yet! Maybe next time you’ll actually be able to defend yourself for once you damn rat!”

“Of course you’re quirkless. You were never able to do anything in the first place.”

“You’ll never be a hero.”

Midoriya sunk down to his knees, trying to hold in his long overdue tears as they slid down his cheeks. All Might smiled at him warmly,  holding a hand out to him as the sun set behind them, lining everything with a beautiful golden light.

“I believe.. You are worthy of inheriting my power!”

“.... HUH?!”

Chapter Text

Midoriya walked down the empty path to Dagobah beach, typing out a quick message on his phone as he breathed out the warm summer air.

Broccoli Child 5:02AM:

Sorry I can’t spar with you today, kacchan

Evening plans :P

Tomorrow i shoulkd be free though

*should

Midoriya turned off his phone, placing it in his pocket as he arrived at the beach, If you could even call it that anymore.

“I wonder.. Why he wanted to meet here.”

Earlier that day, after the attack.

“I’m sorry…. What??”

All Might laughed, throwing his head back at the confused look on Midoriya’s face. “Inherit my power! Can you not hear right?” Midoriya nodded slowly, staring into space as he began to mumble, his thoughts racing inside of his head too quick for him to process.

“Inherit his power? How does that work? Does he mean quirk? Surely that has to be it, it can’t be anything else. If so, can it only be done with a specific quirk? Is the fact he’s able to pass a quirk down his actual quirk? Then, what’s with the strength? Does he have two quirks? This has never happened before. Ever. What the hell? What’s his quirk then? There’s been millions of debates on All Might’s quirk ever since the day he had first appeared, I even joined in on a few, but no one has ever gotten a clear answer. What is even happening-”

“Oi, you’re freaking me out.”

Midoriya snapped his mouth shut.

He looked up again, standing on shaky legs that quickly stilled, wiping any leftover tears from his face. “Um… Okay, so I got what you said, but also..”

“Yes?”

Midoriya took a deep breath, looking his idol in the eyes. “What the actual fuck?”

All Might laughed again, making Mirodriya a little irked that he was being ignored. “What’s with the face?! This is a proposal, to you. I’m asking you..” He pointed to Midoriya, a grin on his face even as blood spurted from his mouth. “If you want to try accepting my power!!”

“Your… Power?”

“Yes!” All Might smiled. “This concerns my quirk. You know how everyone likes to guess that it’s some kind of super strength, or physical boost of some kind. And I’ve dodged the question every time I’m ever asked. But really… My quirk was passed down to me! Like the Olympic torch.”

Midoriya’s eyes widened, his hands searching for his notebook out of habit. “Passed down.. So you mean someone started out with some kind of quirk to pass down things? And someone, either them or someone else along the line had given it to you? How does that work?”

“You catch on quick!” All Might spread his arms, power emanating from his whole being. “Of course, the details of it all would take a bit too long to answer, so I’ll skip that for now. But… Have you realized why I’m telling you this?”

“Why you’re-” Midoriya paused, shock covering his face as he finally realized the reason for all of this, “You’re… You want.. To give your quirk… To me?”

“YES!! The quirk is called One For All.”

“One… For All?”

“The first person cultivates the power, passing it on to another, the next refines it and makes it stronger, and so on. This is the power that can save others, the one that links those with a true heart together in a crystalline network of power!!”

Midoriya gazed at him in awe, though he was still a  bit confused about the whole situation. “Excuse me.. All Might?”

“Yes?”

“Why did you choose me?” He looked down at his feet. “Surely there are better and stronger people out there, like Kacchan. Wouldn’t you want to have the best choice you could take?”

All Might huffed, reaching up an arm and lightly knocking him on the head. “Ah, what was that for?” All Might laughed.

“That’s for doubting my choosing skills!!” He looked at Midoriya with a smile, something warm and soft in his blue eyes. “I chose you because you have the heart of a hero. I would have chosen you even if you were quirkless, my boy. So, will you accept my power?”

Midoriya bit his lip, a smile blooming on his face as he looked his idol in the eye. “Yes!!”

After he had accepted All Might’s power, he had been told to meet up with him again at 8:00PM at Dagobah beach. If you could really call it that now. 

So here he was, standing at the entrance to the local garbage dump, searching for the person who called him there. He walked to the clearest area, dropping his bag on the floor and sitting on a nearby pile of trash as he waited. “Maybe he’s already here..”

He hadn’t told his mom about All Might or One For All, not Kacchan either. It would be wrong to just go around spreading All Might’s secret like free candy. Not even a minute passed when he heard someone walking towards him, beaming when he saw All Might’s lanky and thin form-now isn’t that a sight-in the distance. “All Might!!”

“Shh!!” All Might panicked, a nervous smile on his face as he quickly looked around himself to see if anyone else was near. Thankfully there was no one. “Don’t just scream out my hero name like that!”

“Oh, sorry.”

“It’s alright.” All Might smiled.

Midoriya sighed in relief, sanding up from his spot on the trash and looking around. “So… Just what exactly are we doing here? Are we going to clean up trash or something? To be honest I’ve been planning to…”

All Might gave him a thumbs up, motioning to the truck left behind the entrance of the beach. “Correct! This place will be the beginning of your training!” he waved his arm, looking over the entire trash-filled beach. “I heard this used to be a lovely beach for visitors to enjoy, but it’s been tarnished. As such, you will be cleaning all of this! It's a wonderful muscle exercise.”

“Oh okay-wait.” Midoriya’s eyes widened as he looked at the surrounding piles of garbage. “You mean all of this?!”

“YES!!”

Midoriya sighed, already accepting his fate. “Okay.. Why are we even doing this training in the first place?”

“Well, you’re not a proper vessel for my quirk yet.”

“... That is not what you said earlier.”

All Might chuckled, scratching his head of messy golden hair. “What I meant back then is that you have the proper heart for it. But your body is still too weak.” Midoriya raised an eyebrow. “Ahem.. Not that you’re weak, I can see that you’ve built up plenty of muscle and all that, but it just isn’t enough. Say, if you were to try and use my power now, your limbs could possibly rip apart from the inside.

“Hold on what-”

“But not to worry!” All Might cut him off with a smile, a large puff of smoke surrounding him before he walked out in his hero form. “That’s why we’re training!!”

“That makes sense then. Plus, it’s always good to work on the smaller things too, like public service. Heroics isn’t all about fame, after all!” All Might grinned at him.

“I knew I picked a good successor!” He laughed, grabbing the edge of an old fridge and crushing it beneath his hand, exposing the glorious setting sun behind it. “This is your first step towards becoming a hero. You want to go to U.A, right?”

Midoriya nodded. “Yes!”

All Might hummed, taking out a pack of papers and handing it to him. “That’s ten months until the entrance exam! So you’re going to have to clear the area I assigned by then! This is my “Pass the Test” American dream plan!! Go by this, and you’ll have no trouble cleaning this beach!”

“Man.. There’s even a certain amount of sleep..” Midoriya smiled, determination carved into his face as he looked over the paper. “It’ll be hard, super hard, but I’ll do it!”

“Good!” All Might ruffled his hair, before suddenly looking sheepish.  “That reminds me, I never got your name!”

Midoriya smiled. “Izuku! Midoriya Izuku!!”

“Great, now let’s start tomorrow!!”

And so began my months of hell.

Oh boy.. At least… It’s not too bad..

Midoriya Izuku sat at his desk, his eyes drooping every couple of minutes as he wrote in his notes.

His training schedule required him to wake up at 4AM every morning, go to the beach and clean up trash, head home, get ready for school, get to school, go home, go to the beach to clean, and then go home for the rest of the day. Thank God he was already used to waking up at 5AM, or else he would be in hell.

Bakugou had been a bit suspicious as well, considering this was the third time in a row where he couldn’t do any after school hangouts or spars. So he told him that he was trying out a new fitness plan, that he wanted to step it up. Which wasn’t entirely a lie, just bending the truth a little bit.

Seeing as how he was already pretty in shape, picking up the pieces and chunks of trash every day wasn’t so bad. Unless of course it was something huge. To be honest, he could probably finish cleaning the beach before the planned ten months. If he did that, he’d be able to have time to train with All Might’s quirk. Le’s see… there are two hundred and ninety four days left of training, and muscle recovery takes about two days at most, so that means I’ll only have about ninety eight days of actual training. I could work in some extra hours during morning and night, but that would lead to overwork, which isn’t good. I could do some self training, but it would have to be light. Maybe I can ask Kacchan to help me? We could pump up the spars a bit..

“Deku. You’re doing it again.”

“Oh-sorry Kacchan.” Plus time for school as well..

Months had passed since he began, exams, finals, plus all of the training leading up to this day.

“WOOHOOOO!!”

Midoriya stood on top of the last pile of trash he had cleaned, his arms pumped up into the air as he cheered at the top of his lungs. All Might stared at him wide eyed in awe, having only just arrived.

He cleaned up the whole beach in just seven months… Incredible!! “You not only finished early, but exceeded my expectations!! Congratulations, my boy!!”

Midoriya stumbled down the pile, nearly falling when he reached the bottom. “I did it… I did it!” He took a deep breath, wiping his sweaty forehead with his arm as he gave a tired smile to his mentor.

All Might helped him to steady himself, giving him a light clap on the back. “You truly are a real entertainer, young Midorya! Here, take a look at how far you’ve come.” He held out his phone, showing a photo of Midoriya before they started the training.

“Wow..” I was by no means weak back then, but wow… I wasn’t Kacchan level either. Now though, holy fucking shit! “Holy crap.” He looked up at his mentor, a large smile blooming on his face. “I can’t believe you’re helping me do this… Thank you!”

All Might looked at him with pride, plucking a single golden hair from his head. “You’re wrong, young Midoriya. I only told you what to do, you did it all yourself. Now, are you ready to finally take in my power?”

“Yes!”

“There is a difference between being born great, and working hard to be great! Take this to heart kid.. You earned this power all on your own!!” He held the piece of hair in front of him, his smile practically glowing. “Now… EAT THIS!!”

“....”

“....”

“....”

“....”

“... WHAT?!”

“It doesn't matter what you take in, as long as you digest my DNA!”

“THIS IS NOT HOW I THOUGHT THIS WOULD GO AT ALL!!!”

“JUST EAT THE HAIR!!”

“NO!!”

Only three months until the entrance exam!

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Midoriya stuck his tongue out, hesitantly swallowing the hair, gagging at the feeling of it sliding down his throat. All Might laughed at him, lightly patting him on the back. “CONGRATULATIONS, MY BOY! However, the fun has only just begun!”

Midoriya glared at him. “I thought you were supposed to be nice…”

All Might just grinned wider.

“Now, since we’re done here, why don’t you go home for now and get some well deserved rest! Three days should be good. I’ll send you a message for when to meet up!!”

Midoriya nodded, giving a tired wave to All Might before turning and heading home, occasionally drinking water when he could still feel the hair in his system. He dragged himself home, being forced into a shower before flopping on his bed and sleeping for five hours. The day hadn’t even passed yet, but he already felt like he had been sitting still for too long.

For the next two days, Midoriya mostly rested, making sure to not overwork himself after having pushed himself so hard the past seven months. When he wasn’t sleeping or relaxing at home, he worked. 

Light exercising, training, sparring, etc. Most of those with Bakugou helping him.

Once the two days had gone by, he received a message from All Might at 7:30AM.

OH MY GOD IT’S ALL MIGHT 7:34am:

Meet me at our usual place, I want to discuss your quirk!

Midoriya smiled, typing out a quick reply and heading out into the hall to grab his shoes. He’s never asked about my quirk before.. But I guess he would have to, since it might affect One For All. Maybe he’ll want me to show it to him?  

“Izuku? Are you going somewhere?” Inko stood around the corner, her apron tied around her waist and the sound of food sizzling in the background. “I just started making breakfast.”

Midoriya nodded, quickly shrugging a light sweater on. “Yeah, sorry. I’m not sure how long I’ll be gone, but I promise I’ll be back soon. And I’ll be safe!” He smiled, giving her a hug before opening the door to the early morning sun. 

“Oh alright. Just be careful, and here, take some snacks with you.” Inko handed him a small bag filled with crackers and other non perishable things. “I figured you would be going somewhere when I heard you getting ready in your room, so I thought I would pack you something.”

“Thanks Mom!” Midoriya beamed, putting the small bag in his pocket. “Well, I’m off!”

“Bye sweetie!”

All Might smiled when he heard Midoriya running down the beach to greet him, waving an arm as he smiled. He waved back, his thin arm high in the air. “Hello, my boy! How are you feeling? No sore muscles, I hope?”

Midoriya shook his head, reaching up and giving him a high five. “Nope! And I still managed to get some work in, without hurting myself!”

“Good job!!”

“I may be doing good, but I swear I can still feel that horrible piece of hair in the back of my throat.” He stuck his tongue out, a disgusted look on his face.

“Oh come on, it wasn’t that bad.”

Midoriya deadpanned at him.

“... Alright, alright! On to what I called you over for.”

Midoriya smiled. “You wanted to talk about my quirk right? Is it because of how it might affect One For All?” All Might nodded.

“You truly are smart!” Midoriya smiled, trying to hide his blush. “Yes, that’s exactly what I brought you here for. Well, that and another reason.”

“Another reason?”

All Might grinned, reaching up a hand and lightly flicking Midoriya’s forehead. “Yes! It would be strange if me, as your mentor, didn’t know your natural born quirk right? Plus, I just want to see what it is.”

“Ah… Makes sense.”

All Might laughed.

Midoriya put a hand on his chin, tilting his head as he thought. “I understand that you want to learn about my quirk, and I could just show you my notes on it, but I don’t have them with me so I suppose I could just show you-”

“I want you to use it on me!”

“I’m sorry what?”

All Might looked at him, still smiling as he backed up a bit. “I want you to use your quirk on me! Fight me with it! I don’t just want to see what your quirk does, I want to feel it! After that, I’ll have you explain the details to me. Besides,” All Might grinned as a burst of steam surrounded, revealing him in his hero form, “ A simple fire quirk like yours won’t harm me a bit!! No offense, of course.”

“None taken.” Midoriya felt a nervous grin start to spread over his face. A chance to fight against All Might himself.. Here’s to hoping I don’t die. “And if you’re sure, then I’ll use my quirk on you! But um, just a warning I guess, I can get a bit.. Overheated, I guess, if I use it for too long or I make it too hot. So… Yeah.” All Might nodded, giving him a thumbs up. Midoriya took a deep breath, taking off his sweater and placing it a good distance away with the snacks safely inside. “Okay… here I come!!”

Midoriya attacked first, launching himself straight ahead, flames bursting up under his feet and shooting him forward in a blaze of green and heat. The flames boosted him into the air, right above All Might’s open body. He hadn’t moved since they started, making Midoriya wary, but he shot forward anyways. His hand lit up in a blaze of fire, the flames on his feet making him fall towards All Might like a rocket, swinging his right arm in a feint, hoping to catch him off guard.

He opened his mouth in a supposed war cry, a beautiful blaze of emerald fire bellowing out from his mouth towards All Might, large enough to completely block him from view. Midoriya closed his mouth, the fire on his hands disappearing as he twisted in mid air, making small bursts of flame erupt from his feet and push him over his opponent until he was behind him. Perks of watching Kacchan. Though he would yell at me if he saw this.  

Midoriya landed on his feet, a large grin on his face as he narrowed his eyes. Not waiting for the fire around All Might to disperse, he pushed his hands out, watching with a cautious eye as the green fire swirled around All Might like a hurricane made of fire. I know this won’t hurt him. I doubt it even fazes him. But it can buy me some time to think. Midoriya jumped back, making sure he was a good distance away.

All Might mostly focuses on close distance fighting, but the wind from his attacks also allows him to have long range abilities, not to mention just how absurdly strong he is. I, of course, have no chance of winning. So thank goodness it doesn’t seem like he’ll really be fighting. The air pressure from his attacks can easily blow away my fire, but even if I cooled them down to make it easier to control it’s not like it would do anything to hurt him. I could always try that move I suppose, but it isn’t finished, and it’s dangerous-

“Pay attention, young Midoriya!!”

“Wha-” Midoriya threw himself to the side, just barely making it in time to dodge the blast of air from one of All Might’s blows. Holy shit!! And this is him holding back!?  

Quickly regaining his focus, he continued to dodge the oncoming blows, every couple of blasts of air managing to graze him. He would occasionally throw out a few attacks, mainly being streams of bright fire to distract him, and then hitting him with a barrage of fire balls straight to the face.

Fuck.. Okay. I guess I will have to use it. He did say he wanted to see all the stuff my quirk can do after all!

He stopped in front of All Might, a determined grin stretching his lips as he stood tall.

“Is that all? Are you stopping now? Or is there more to show?” Darn right.

“Yeah, but it might take a bit, so I hope you don’t mind waiting!”

Midoriya took a deep breath, steadying himself as he held his hands out in front of him, shaping them so his palms formed the shape of a sphere. He flinched a bit when he felt his entire body begin to be swathed in bright hot fire, two strips of emerald flames rising up on his head, like two short horns of fire.

His eyes flashed a bright green, his pupils turning white like the hottest parts of his fire. He grit his teeth as the flames began to move, trailing down his arms and up his legs towards the center of his palms, seeming to be sucked into the sphere of fire beginning to form there.

Not only is this move so hard to control because of the heat, but making it all condensed into such a small area is really fricken hard..!! Almost all of the flames had gathered into the center of his palms now, the tennis-sized ball of fire nearly fully white from the pure heat in it’s center.

All Might watched in anticipation, his grin widening at the sheer power he could feel surrounding Midoriya. This will definitely be interesting. It seems like it’s not a fully complete attack, and it’s very dangerous as well. Time to see what it does…

Midoriya staggered where he stood, his hands shaking under the pressure as he struggled to keep the sphere contained. I have to let it go before I lose control. He had only tried this move a few times before when he thought it up, but he had been banned from trying it again because of the backlash it gave him. Oh yeah, the backlash. Whoops.

“Okay… You might wanna defend against this one!!”

He brought his hand back, the other laying limp by his side, light burns covering his hands. He held the ball of flames like a tennis ball about to be thrown, which was essentially what it was.

Just ya know, super dangerous.

He swung his arm forward in an ark, his wrist flicking as the fire ball soared forward, aiming directly for All Might’s chest. It flew through the air like a jet, a thin stream of bright emerald flames trailing after it in the air.

Midoriya felt a small laugh bubble in his throat as the fire ball hit it’s target, a large gust of hot air and fire spreading outwards in a large explosion of green.

Then the backlash hit.

All Might was glad that he had listened to Midoriya’s warning, though the attack wouldn’t have been strong enough to fatally injure in any way possible, it still had damaged him a bit. His shirt was burnt, though that was to be expected, but what was surprising was that his arms, which he had positioned in front of his chest for protection, where slightly burnt. They weren’t bad, no, but the burns were still there.

Amazing..

He had been going easy on him, of course, the entire time during the fight, Midoriya knew that as well. He’s going to truly fight him when he just wants to learn about the abilities of his quirk, that would be dumb.

And very dangerous.

He felt his grin widen, excitement and pride flowing through him as the smoke around him finally dissipated. “Young Midoriya!! That was truly amazing, I-young Midoriya? Are you okay?”

Midoriya was swaying where he stood, his eyes glassy and his cheeks flushed red. From what he could see, his hands were.. Pink? “Oh.. Sor..ry, All Might. I just gotta sit down.. For a second…” Midoriya closed his eyes, finally falling unconscious and falling forward towards the sand.

All Might panicked, nearly going back to his normal form when he saw Midoriya falling towards the ground. He made it in time to catch him, worry gnawing in his gut when he saw the state he was in.

Sweat covered his forehead, his skin burning to the touch, enough to burn a normal human’s skin. His skin was flushed red, and his hands were covered in burns. They weren’t too bad, but they weren’t light, either. All Might cursed in English, gently adjusting his hold on him to make him more comfortable in his arms. “Is this what he was talking about!? The… The overheating? Shit..”

Overheating… What do I do for that? He needs to be in something cool… Like cold water.. Water!! The ocean! All Might grinned, walking over to the edge of the water, carefully laying the panting Midoriya in the shallow area, holding his head up so that while his body was submerged, he would still breathe.

Steam rose up from where the water touched Midoriya’s skin, only making All Might more concerned. He touched his skin, sighing in relief when it was cooler than before. J eeze kid… You aren’t even in U.A yet, and you’re already going to give me gray hairs.

As he picked him up again, his body remarkably cooler than it was before, he grabbed the discarded sweater and a bag of snacks, sighing as the sun rose higher in the sky behind him.

“Let’s just.. Not have you hurt yourself again. How about that?”

When Midoriya woke up, it was to the sound of  three muffled voices somewhere around him. He slowly opened his eyes, taking notice of the feeling of his soft bed beneath him. The lights in his room were off, allowing his eyes to take a moment to adjust without pain. He sat himself up on his hands, his vision fuzzing out a bit from the fast movement.

“How.. Did I get inside my house?” Midoriya grumbled, placing a hand on his forehead and nearly flinching when a damp rag fell off. “Oh… Well I can probably.. Piece it all together now.” I can bet that after I had passed out-sorry about that All Might-, All Might had carried me back home. Which is kind of embarrassing, but hey. My fever has gone down, and the lights were off, so I can bet my mom was home and helped. I don’t know who the third voice is though…

Wait.

DOES THAT MEAN ALL MIGHT IS STILL IN MY HOUSE!?

Midoriya stumbled out of bed, nearly tripping over his own feet when his vision spun as he stood up. “H-holy crap okay that was a bad idea..!” He slowly walked to his door, squinting when he opened it up to the bright light of the hallway. “Ow..”

The voices, presumably from the kitchen, were clear enough that he could make out a few words. It wasn’t necessary though, considering it was only a few steps around the corner.

“... I had told him he isn’t allowed to use that anymore, goodness, sometimes I swear he never listens!”

“That’s just how Deku is, how are you surprised.”

“Haha! Your son seems very interesting, Midoriya-san!”

Inko laughed. “Ooh please, no need to be so formal. Just call me I-Inko!”

“Haha!!”

Midoriya peeked his head around the corner, his eyes narrowed as he searched for the rooms occupants. All Might, Bakugou, and his mom were all sitting at the kitchen table together, Inko fretting over Al Might being comfortable in their home, and Bakugou simply scowling. Though Midoriya knew his friend well enough to know that he was freaking out inside. He must've been here when All Might arrived with him unconscious at the door.

I mean, he’d freak out too!

He smiled when he stayed hidden, none of them noticing he was just around the corner. Midoriya stayed low, keeping his balance as he crept along the wall, carefully staying out of sight. He silently moved across the floor ducking behind counters and couches as he sneaked closer to the table. Bakugou turned, noticing him in the corner of his eye.

Midoriya winked at him, giving him a thumbs up. Bakugou smirked, winking back before turning around and joining back in on the conversation.

“Thank you so much for bringing him here… I can’t imagine what would’ve happened if he had been alone at the beach…”

All Might waved the praise off. “It’s no big deal! I can’t just stand by when someone is in need. Especially if that someone is a child.” Inko smiled.

Oh so that’s his story. Midoriya grinned, managing to sneak under the table thanks to Bakugou’s help. But mostly thanks to his seemingly lack of presence and silent movements. (he had to be silent, if he wasn't, he would be found again and he couldn’t be found-) Midoriya shook his thoughts away, instead focusing on getting in the right position.

“Well, I just want to thank you anyway. It means a lot to me, and I’m sure my son will be overjoyed to hear that you’re the one that helped him. He should be waking up soon as well-”

“What’d I miss?”

Inko yelped, nearly falling back in her chair if it weren’t for Bakugou reaching out and keeping her steady. All Might choked on his tea in shock, though he was mostly able to keep himself together. Bakugou just laughed at their expressions as Midoriya snickered.

 “I-Izuku!! Oh my goodness!!” Inko leaned forward, a hand over her heart as she smiled at her laughing son. “And I thought I was used to it already..”

“You know you’ll never get used to it, Mom!”

She nodded. “Very true..”

All Might coughed into his elbow, his smile stretched a bit as he scratched his neck in embarrassment. “Well, that was certainly surprising!” He looked over at Midoriya, gesturing towards his mother with a tilt of his head.

Oh! Right! I have to pretend this is my first time meeting him! Midoriya made his eyes go wide, his jaw dropping as he stared at All Might for ‘the first time.’ “A-All Might!! S-SORRY FOR SCARING YOU!!” This is so embarrassing oh my gosh. All might laughed, standing up from the table and sending both him and Inko a smile. 

“No need to worry, young Midoriya! Now, since you seem to be much better now, I’ll just be on my way!” Bakugou nearly spit out his tea, jumping up from his seat as All Might started walking towards the door.

“Wait!! Can I…” All Might turned towards him, waiting. “Can I, um.. Have.. An autograph?” Midoriya snickered at his obvious nervousness, electing a glare from Bakugou.

All Might grinned at him, taking a random piece of folded paper from his pocket and signing it with a marker Inko handed him. “Of course, my boy! Here, and keep going with your dreams of becoming a hero!” Bakugou nodded, his eyes sparkling with excitement as he held the now signed paper in his hands.

“Right.”

Midoriya tried not to laugh at how Bakugou looked like a puppy, his fever still a bit too high for him to be screamed at. All Might gave him a wink, which was completely cheesy and unnecessary, and then left out of the front door with a wave.

Bakugou coughed into his hand, hiding the smile that had been growing on his face as he stuffed the autograph into his backpack sitting by the door. “Oi, aunty Inko, can Deku come over to my place? I think it’s time I kicked his ass in a fighting game again.”

“What do you mean by again bud, I’m pretty sure you’re the one who screamed when you lost ten times.”

“Oh shut up you fucking twink!”

Midoriya laughed.

Inko smiled, picking up the forgotten cups from the table and placing them in the sink. “Yes, he can. But only if you bring along some medicine, and a few cooling rags if you ever get too hot. You’re still recovering you know!”

“I know Mom, I know!” Man… She was.. Awfully calm about All Might being in her house. Even I was kind of freaking out, considering he might’ve seen my room, and I’ve known him for months!  

Midoriya went to his room, his nose wrinkling from the faint smell of sweat and sickness that had definitely come from him (he had checked the time when he woke up, four hours was the longest he’d been out so far from overheating), quickly packing up any things he would need before heading back out towards the door. “Ready to go, Kacchan?”

Bakugou nodded. “Yeah.”

“Well then,” Midoriya smiled, his hand twisting the door knob and opening the door to the late afternoon sky, “we’re off!”

“Bye honey! Bye Katsuki dear!!”

“Bye Mom!”

The door shut behind them, blocking out the light from outside and leaving Inko alone in the house.

“Well then…” She took a deep breath, a slight blush rising to her cheeks as her smile started to wobble.

“..... All MiGHT WAS IN MY HOUSE OH MY GOD WAS EVERYTHING CLEAN IT MUST’VE BEEN HORRIBLE HOLY CRAP I CAN’T BELIEVE I JUST HAD THE NUMBER ONE HERO IN MY HOME WHAT AM I GOING TO TELL PEOPLE!?! THIS IS A MIRACLE!! A BLESSING!! OH MY GOD!! AAAA-”

Outside, Midoriya laughed.

Bakugou got to his house first, having raced Midoriya on the way. He wanted to give himself some time to think before they started hanging out.

He had some questions he wanted answered.

After waiting in front of his door for a couple of minutes, Midoriya finally showed up, panting as he struggled to keep things from falling out of his backpack. He had been slowed down by his backpack opening up on the way.

Ha, loser.

Bakugou scoffed. “Deku.”

Midoriya beamed, finally having gotten everything settled. “Kacchan!”

“Don’t fucking call me Kacchan.”

“But it’s fun!”

“No it isn’t.”

“Then why do you call me Deku?”

“... Fair enough.”

Midoriya laughed, smiling at the old joke they had been using since Bakugou could first use curse words, which was very, very young. “So, ready to head inside and get your butt kicked?” He wiggled his eyebrows as he stepped inside the house.

“Oooh you’re SO fucking on you nerd.”

The both of them rushed up the stairs towards Bakugou’s room, laughing and mocking each other with pushes and shoves as they raced to be first. Bakugou ended up being first, closing the door behind them both when Mitsuki, Bakugou’s mom started yelling at them from the kitchen.

“Ha, I fuckin’ won.”

“For now. ”

“We’ll see about that you little shit!”

“I’m not little!!”

“Keep dreaming.”

Bakugou turned on the light, dragging a bean bag over in front of the TV in his room before plopping down on it and grabbing a controller. Midoriya smiled, happily jumping on to the bed and grabbing every single blanket, wrapping them around himself like a burrito.

“Why must you always do that?”

“Because.”

Bakugou sighed. He turned on the TV, searching through the various games on the screen before smirking when the last one popped up. Midoriya chuckled, raising an eyebrow at the colorful cover. “Are you uh.. Sure you wanna do that one?”

Bakugou scoffed. “Of course! I’ll beat you this time. Just watch me.”

“Uh huh..” Midoriya’s eyes narrowed, adjusting the blankets around him as the game loaded up. “Well, prepare to be beaten in Gang Beasts once again, Kacchan.”

“You’re fucking on, bitch!!”

They played for about an hour, curses, laughing, and multiple, multiple screams or rage sounding out through the house during each round. Minutes passed quickly, only the occasional yelling from Mitsuki tearing them away from their game. Thankfully there were no fires.

Not again.

“... Fuck.”

“Do you want a rematch?”

“.....”

“I’ll take that as a no, then.”

Bakugou sighed, leaning back against the beanbag chair as Midoriya stood to turn off the game. He watched him with half closed eyes, noting how much more he had changed. Even a few of his manners had changed since he started doing this ‘special workout routine.’

Bakugou closed his eyes. 

“Hey, Deku?”

Midoriya turned to him, a slight frown on his face when he noticed the sudden change in attitude from his friend. “Uh… Yeah?”

Here goes nothing.

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“Are you hiding something from me?”

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“Are you hiding something from me?”

Midoriya froze, staring at Bakugou with wide eyes. Hiding..? He doesn’t seem mad…  I don’t think he actually knows what I’m hiding. Okay.. “What do you mean, Kacchan?” Midoriya put on a front, faking a small smile to hide his nervousness. If I accidentally reveal All Might’s secret I shall die on the inside.

Bakugou stared at him, his red eyes sharp and focused as he spoke. “I know you’re hiding… Something. I’ve known you since the day we were born, don’t expect me not to notice how skittish you’ve been around me lately. Not to mention how tired you’ve been in class, skipping spars, waking up earlier… This isn’t just some branched off form of training. You can’t really lie, either. You’ve always been too nice for that.” Bakugou look up at him, the sharpness in his gaze replaced by concern and curiosity. “Is there something you’re not telling me?”

Midoriya gulped, guilt starting to settle in his stomach as he looked down, fiddling with the blankets wrapped around him. “I…” I can’t tell Kacchan about All Might training me, much less everything about his quirk. If I told him about the training, he’d want proof, and there’s no doubt he’d want in on it as well. If that happened, he’d see All Might’s true form… His scar… So telling him anything about All Might is off the list. Completely. He took a deep breath.

“I’m.. Training. That isn’t a lie.” Bakugou raised an eyebrow. “It’s not!! It isn’t, I swear. But I’m not… Training by myself. Someone else is training me.”

Bakugou narrowed his eyes. “A professional trainer or something?”

“No, well, maybe? Yes? Eh?” Midoriya sighed. “Either way, they’re training me, and not just physically either. They’re helping me with my quirk as well. Finding out limits, seeing what it can do… Ya know, all that kind of stuff. They’re really cool. And I’m sorry, but I can’t tell you or show you who they are, that would be betraying their trust.”

Bakugou sat in front of him for a while, his arms folded over his chest as he stared at Midoriya. “So… You’re telling me... that the only reason you’ve been acting skittish, nervous, and a shit ton more confident than usual at some points, is because you’re training with this random stranger?”

Well when you put it like that… Midoriya sighed. “Yes. That’s pretty much what I’m saying.”

“Hmf.” Bakugou leaned back in his beanbag chair, a slight smirk tilting his lips as he reached over and grabbed the discarded controller. “Well why were you hiding something so damn simple? What, did you think I’d get mad that you were training with someone else?”

Midoriya chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. “Haha, yeah. An angry Kacchan isn’t exactly a good Kacchan.”

“Damn straight!”

Midoriya sighed in relief, failing to notice the strange look Bakugou gave him.

The Next Day, 5:02AM

All Might stood near the edge of the beach, the waves barely touching his shoes as he waited for Midoriya to arrive. Ever since he had met Midoriya, he had started having dreams of his former master. Thoughts on everything, as well.

How long has it been now, since she left? Twenty, thirty years? Time goes by so fast.. I can’t even remember, how sad. 

Every Time he saw Midoriya, saw that bright smile so full of determination, hope, strength, and pure kindness, he saw her. He looked nothing like her, of course, but their souls were the same. He knows it’s not exactly the best reason, but it’s also part of why he chose him to be his successor. Someone like that, who wears their heart on their sleeve, with a smile so bright and so pure that it can light up a whole room, someone who simply wants to help others… That’s the type of person who is meant to wield One For All.

“All Might!!” Think of an angel and it shall appear-

All Might smiled, turning his back against the just-rising sun to greet the frantically waving Midoriya. He laughed as Midoriya ran up to him, lightly ruffling his hair and handing him a fresh water bottle from his pocket. “How are you, my boy?”

Midoriya took a long gulp from it, wiping his mouth and grinning as he placed it on the ground. “I’m doing great! Are we going to test out One For All?”

Ah, no wonder he’s so excited. 

All Might nodded, grinning wider when Midoriya pumped a fist into the air with a cheer. He wanted to start teaching him how to use One For All as soon as possible, so that he would at least have the basics down before the entrance exam came. Wouldn’t want him hurting himself!

“Now, since One For All is already inside of you, it should be no problem bringing it out whenever you need it! The only problem is control. But for now, let’s work on learning how to actually bring it out so you can use it when the time comes.” All Might grinned, putting a hand on Midoriya’s shoulder and pointing to a decently tall pile of sand a bit away from them. “I want you to try using One For All on that pile of sand!”

“Right there? On that sand? Just… Punch it?”

“ Yes!!”

“.... Okay sure why not.”

He watched as Midoriya concentrated on the single spot of sand, his grin widening when he saw the red tendrils of energy wrapped around his arm as he pulled it back in preparation.

Midoriya let our a shout as he ran forward, throwing his fist right towards the center of the pile of sand in a burst of strength. The punch hit, sending sand flying through the air in a giant blast of wind and power. All Might had to cover his face to prevent any from getting in his eyes.

When the dust and sand cleared, all that was left of that poor pile of sand was a quickly filling up crater. And Midoriya.

“... Is my arm supposed to bend this way?”

“No.”

“....”

“....”

“...”

“I think you’re in shock.”

“And I think you should take me to a doctor.”

“On it.”

All Might was in fact taking him to a doctor, just not the one he was thinking of.You know, a normal doctor, in a normal hospital.

Not Recovery Girl, a pro hero, who has healed thousands inside of U-fucking-A. School isn’t anywhere close and yet he’s already inside the front gates.

“Are you sure I’m allowed inside? ‘Cause I’m really not sure I’m allowed inside.”

“You’ll be fine! Are you sure you won’t freak out?”

“No.”

“That’s fair.”

Midoriya squeaked when All Might picked him up, the last bits of steam from his transformation already drifting away. His shock had gone away a bit ago, which had left him crying for a while, but after a bit of time he had been able to bear through the pain. It still hurt, horribly, but he insisted he walk. Which, obviously, was not taken into consideration.

“Well, let’s get you inside then!”

Midoriya laughed. “You know, my arm looks like it was colored with a purple crayon!”

“Are.. You okay?”

“No.”

He wanted to walk, but it would be best to get it healed as quickly as possible.

Midoriya gaped in awe as they walked through the hallways, just barely containing his excitement because oh my God I’m in U.A and this is so COOL and holy FRICK-

He hissed a little when All Might accidentally bumped his arm, sending a flash of hot pain through his system. “Oh, I’m sorry my boy. Are you alright?” Midoriya nodded, sending him what he hoped was a convincing smile. “Ah, good.”

It only took them a few minutes to arrive outside of Recovery Girl’s infirmary, with All Might gently putting him down so he could knock. Which he didn’t get the chance to do, considering Recovery Girl had slammed the door open before they could even say a word.

“Re-Recovery Girl!” All Might- the All Might- stuttered out, a nervous sweat covering his forehead. “How nice to see you!”

Recovery Girl scowled, whacking All Might in the legs with her syringe-like cane. “Don’t you ‘hi’ me, mister!! Just how many times are you going to be in here!? You don’t even look injured!!”

Midoriya winced, stepping forward into her line of sight. “Um… It’s actually me that’s hurt. All Might is just the one that brought me here.” He smiled warily, waving his good arm a bit in greeting.

Recovery Girl turned to him, giving him a warm smile as she looked him over for any injuries. “No need for an introduction, deary! And there’s no need to tell me what’s wrong either, considering I can already see it.” Midoriya chuckled, carefully walking inside of the infirmary, making sure not to move his arm.

Once the door closed behind them, All Might deflated back into his ‘true’ form, sighing in relief and plopping down in a chair against the wall. “That’s better..” Midoriya yelped at the sudden transformation, a panicked look on his face as his eyes traveled between All Might and Recovery Girl.

All Might laughed at the look on his face, waving off his panic with his hand. “Don’t worry, my boy! She’s known for years. About both this, and One For All! So don’t panic.”

“Oh… Okay.” 

“Now deary,” Recovery Girl walked over to him, patting to soft white bed and motioning for him to come and sit, “Come over here and sit so I can see the wound properly.”

Midoriya did as he was asked, gingerly lifting himself onto the bed and shuffling around until he was comfortable. He bit his lip as his arm flared in pain, the sensation of a broken bone still completely new. Recovery Girl stood on a stool next to the bed, staring for only a moment before she planted a kiss right in the center of his forehead.

What?

Thankfully, he already knew about the affects of her quirk, so he wasn’t too shocked when he looked down and saw his arm completely healed, if not a little bit sore. Tired, as well. Forgot about that part… “Thank you… Recovery Girl..!” She smiled at him, handing him a few gummies and hopping off the stool in one quick motion.

“Now then, you should be all fixed up, deary. Just don’t do anything too harsh with it for a day or two. So… mind telling me just exactly why this kid here had a broken arm?”

All Might gulped, looking more nervous by the second. “Well… Young Midoriya here is… My next successor…”

Recovery Girl stared at him in silence, causing Midoriya to silently shuffle towards the door as he eyed the two people in the room. Until, she finally snapped.

“He’s WHAT!?”

“He’s my successor-”

“HE IS A CHILD!! HE’S NOT EVEN IN HIGH SCHOOL YET!!”

“Yes, I know, I’m sorry-”

“SHUSH!! Let me be angry with you in silence!!”

“Okay.”

Midoriya laughed despite himself, the sight of Recovery Girl, who isn’t even half his height, fuming and poking All Might in the leg with her cane nearly sending him into a fit. “S-sorry! I couldn’t help it!!”

Recovery Girl sighed, lowering her cane and walking over to him, giving his arm one last gentle pat. “It’s okay dear, I know I’m funny.” All Might snorted. “Now, I don’t want to see you in this office again until you’re fifty, so keep practicing with this idiot over here until you’ve got this power under control!”

Midoriya nodded, a bright smile on his face as he turned towards the door to leave. “Yes Ma’am!!”

All Might gave her a tentative wave, yelping when she whacked him with her cane again and quickly leaving through the door, along with Midoriya.

“I swear… Those two are gonna be the death of me!”

The last three months passed by quickly, and after multiple visits to an angry Recovery Girl’s office, many small craters in the sand, quite a few broken bones, and a lot, a lot of practice, he finally managed to get to the point of being able to use 7% of One For All without breaking a bone. Now, he stood in front of U.A high, with fifteen minutes until the start of the entrance.

The exam that would truly start his path to becoming a hero.

Holy frick I can’t believe this is actually happening I mean I knew this would happen but STILL and even though I’ve been here so many times already it’s still so amazing and oh gosh I’m so nervous what do I do-

“Oi!! Deku!!” Midoriya was snapped out of his thoughts for the moment, twirling around to see Bakugou walking towards, a creamy white scarf-gifted to him by Inko-wrapped around his neck, small wisps of warm air leaving his mouth.

“Oh, hi Kacchan!”

“Don’t fucking call me Kacchan.”

“But it’s fun!”

“No it isn’t.”

“Then why do you call me Deku?”

“... Fair enough.”

Midoriya laughed at Bakugou’s usual scowl, dodging the incoming nuggie with practiced ease. “You can’t get me that easily, Kacchan!”

“Wanna bet!?”

Midoriya squawked as Bakugou tried to tackle him, making him trip and head straight towards the cement ground.

Well, guess I’ll die!

....

…

...Or not?

Midoriya stared confusedly at the ground just inches beneath him, his skin not even grazing the ground even though he was completely sure that he was just falling, and that he was not doing a weird plank at the moment.

“Oh! I’m sorry for using my quirk on you! But it’s bad luck to fall, right?”

Midoriya stared blankly ahead as he was gently lifted up right by someone, flinching when gravity came back to him and letting his feet touch the ground. He hadn’t even noticed they weren’t. 

“Are you okay?”

Midoriya looked up, his cheeks burning a bright red as he came face to face with a girl. A cute girl.

Oh dear Lord save me now.

Bakugou snickered beside him, making him jolt. “Oi, nerd, I’m gonna head in, so don’t be late~!”

Oh you bastard-

“Wow, you guys must be good friends, huh?” 

Midoriya yelped, his mind snapping back to reality as the girl in front of him kept talking.

“Must be nice having someone here that you know! Your name is… Deku, right?” The girl in front of him smiled, hey have lightly clapping together. She had cherry brown hair that was cut to the middle of her neck, with two long streams framing the side of her face. “It’s nice to meet you!”

Midoriya didn’t think his face could get any redder than it already was. Sure, he had interacted with girls in middle school, but it was almost always just for help with work, never just a casual conversation. And never with a girl so… cute. So… He tried his best.

“My-my n-name’s Mido-Midoriya Izuku!” He could only hope that his face wasn’t still cherry red, but he could tell it was. “De-Deku is just a nickname….”

“Oh!” An embarrassed smile crept over her face, making her almost glow. “So sorry about that! It’s kind of cool though! It sounds like ‘You can do it’, you know!” She clapped her hands together, giving him another smile. “Anyways, I’m gonna head in for the exam now, good luck!!”

Midoriya stood as still as a statue, blinking in shock as he tried to understand what had just happened. He felt a goofy smile making its way onto his face, his blush finally dying down. I talked to a girl!! Mom will be so proud!

There was a skip in his step the entire way inside.

Midoriya sat next to Bakugou inside of a large auditorium, the writing part of the exam already finished, and the practical about to start. Present Mic, a popular pro hero as well as radio host, stepped up onto the stage, the spot light focusing on him.

“CAN I GET A HEYYYYYY!?!”

“......”

Present Mic laughed. “TOUGH CROWD!! ALRIGHT, MY YOUNG LISTENERS, I’M HERE TO TELL YOU ALL ABOUT YOUR PRACTICAL EXAM!! ARE YOU READY!? YEAAAAAAAHHHH!!”

“.....”

Midoriya tried to stifle a laugh at Present Mic’s attempts to get everyone hyped up. “Oh geeze… I hope he isn’t too down from this. I listen to his radio shows every week, it’s amazing! Maybe he’ll talk about the exams on them this week…”

“Shut up, Deku.”

“Okay.”

The screen behind Present Mic lit up like the screens you’d see in a movie theater, showing a map of their current location, as well as seven other boxed areas labeled A-G. Present Mic pointed up at the screen, pulling out a sheet in front of him. “THIS IS HOW THE TEST WILL GO, MY LISTENERS! YOU WILL BE DOING A TEN MINUTE LONG CITYSCAPE MANEUVERS!!” Midoriya looked down at the sheet he was holding, searching for what area he was in. “BRING ALONG WHATEVER YOU WISH, AS LONG AS IT’S NOT ILLEGAL! AFTER THIS AMAZING PRESENTATION, YOU’LL BE LEAD OVER TO YOUR ASSIGNED AREAS!! OKAY!? ” Complete and utter silence.

Bakugou frowned from beside him, glaring at the sheet in his hand like it had insulted him. It probably had. “I guess that means kids form the same schools can’t help each other out huh?”

Midoriya peered over at Bakugou’s paper, seeing the letter B where he had an A. “I guess so… That also explains why we have consecutive I.D numbers assigned to different locations..”

“I’ll crush all of them.”

Midoriya chuckled. “Yeah, I know you will, Kacchan.” he turned his attention back to Present Mic, who was still talking on stage.

“EACH SITE IS FILLED WITH THREE DIFFERENT KINDS OF FAUX VILLAINS…. POINTS ARE AWARDED FOR DEFEATING EACH ACCORDING TO THEIR RESPECTIVE DIFFICULTY LEVELS!! USE YOUR QUIRKS TO DISABLE THESE ‘VILLAINS’ AND EARN POINTS! THAT’S YOUR GOAL LISTENERS!!” Midoriya chuckled, It’s pretty much a video game at this point. “OF COURSE, BEING THE ANTI-HERO AND ATTACKING OTHER EXAMINEES IS PROHIBITED!!” 

“That’s just a fucking video game.” Midoriya laughed at Bakugou’s confused face.

“Excuse me!!” The spot light turned to a tall teenager with dark blue hair in the middle of the audience, standing up with his arm raised high in the air. “May I ask a question!?”

Present Mic looked at him for a few seconds, finally deciding to let him have it. “Uh, yeah, sure!!”

“Thank you!!” The boy lowered his arm in one robotic-like motion. “There seems to be no fewer than 4 faux villains on this sheet! Such a blatant error, if it is such, is very unbecoming for U.A, Japan's top academy!! We’re all here today in hopes of being made into model heroes! And you! With the curly hair!!” Midoriya raised an eye at him, pointing to himself with a frown. “You’ve been muttering this whole time… It’s distracting and rude!! If this is some sort of game to you, then leave immediately!” 

Bakugou growled in the seat beside him, jumping up and slamming his hands on the short wall in front of them. “OI!! DON’T YOU DARE TALK TO DEKU LIKE THAT, OR I’LL PUNCH YOUR FUCKING FACE IN!!”

“Kacchan, it’s fine..”

Present Mic grinned, waving for them both to sit down. “ALRIGHT ALRIGHT! EXAMINEE NUMBER 7111, NICE CATCH!! THANKS! BUT THE FOURTH FAUX VILLAIN IS WORTH ZERO POINTS! HE’S MORE OF AN OBSTACLE YOU WANNA AVOID!! HAVE YOU ALL PLAYED SUPER MARIO BROTHERS BEFORE?! THAT OLD RETRO GAME.”

The screen changed, showing the large silhouette of the fourth faux villains, the number ‘0’ in bold right beside it. “IT’S KIND OF LIKE A THWOMP! ONLY ONE AT EACH AREA! A “GIMMICK” THAT WILL GO CRAZY IN CLOSE QUARTERS!”

The screen turned off, the spotlight on Present Mic growing brighter as he gave the final words of the presentation. “THAT’S ALL FROM ME LITTLE LISTENERS!! I’LL LEAVE YOU ALL WITH OUR SCHOOL MOTTO. THE GREAT HERO NAPOLEON BONAPARTE ONCE SAID…. “TRUE HEROISM CONSISTS IN BEING SUPERIOR TO THE ILLS OF LIFE… PLUS ULTRA!!” BREAK A LEG EVERYONE!!”

Midoriya knew that U.A had a lot of money, but not this much money.

It’s… It’s a whole city. A complete, and possibly fully functioning, city. What the actual fuck? Midoriya let out a small laugh as he tugged on his simple white T-shirt, his shorts swaying slightly in the wind. He looked around at the rest of the contestants, his hands itching to grab a notebook and pencil.

“1… 2… 1… 2…”

Midoriya looked up, smiling when he saw the girl he had met earlier. I should go thank her for keeping me from falling.. I didn’t get the chance last time. He took a step towards her, only to be stopped by the very same Boy with glasses that had yelled at him during the presentation.

What a good start to the exam, right?

“Hey, that girl seems to be calming herself down. Are you trying to distract her!?” Midoriya gave the boy a weird look, feeling annoyance start to build up inside him.

He turned to face him, staring up at him in defiance. “I’m not going to distract her. I was going to thank her for helping me earlier. Maybe try not to jump headfirst to conclusions next time.” He tried not to smirk when the boy looked flustered. Geeze, Kacchan really is rubbing off on me.

“GO!!”

Midoriya shot forward, his training with having already taught him not to hesitate on the field, and to just go. He smiled to himself when he heard everyone else frantically running to catch up.

He was the first one into the faux city, multiple robots immediately locking on to him. Here we go.

Midoriya ran forward, grinning as he jumped into the air, his leg lighting up with red arcs of energy as he slammed it down on top of the robot in one heavy kick. The metal of the robot dented as easily as butter, cutting down and crushing anything inside. Two points! 

Another faux ‘villain’ saw him, a three pointer, and two others-one pointers-locked on to him as well. He breathed out,  flames lighting up on his feet, streaming forward like small rivers of flames towards the robots. The fire surrounded them, blazing up from underneath them. Midoriya grinned, furrowing his brow as he concentrated on lifting the heat. By the time he stopped the flames, half of each robot’s body was melted and dripping onto the concrete.

The best way for me to get points is to round them up somehow, or just find a large group. They’re most likely all near the center of the city, so I’ll go there. Once I get enough done, then I can go after robots near the outskirts of the city. He nodded to himself, smiling as he took off on a sprint towards the center of the city, most of the other students heading in the same direction.

It went like this for a while, find a robot, either punch it or kick it, melt or crush it, run, help out any students who needed it or were injured (there was one kid who almost got crushed beneath a -pointer, that was a scare-), and racking up as many points as he could. He hadn’t really been counting, too focused on just defeating as many ‘villains’ as he could, so he could only hope he was getting enough.

“5 MINUTES LEFT!!”

Midoriya wiped the sweat from his forehead, a proud grin stretching his lips. “Wow.. I thought it had been longer than that!” He looked around himself, eyeing the other students, all of the robots almost completely wiped out. “Might as well head to the outskirts now-”

He didn’t get the chance to finish his sentence when a loud crash rang throughout the city, a looming shadow blocking out the sun, shrouding them in darkness. Midoriya spun around when he started hearing the numerous screams of the other students, many of them already running towards the direction he had previously been facing.

There, behind him, towered the 0-pointer.

...What the fuck, U.A?

He narrowed his eyes, turning to leave along with the other students. No point in fighting against something that big when there’s no benefit-

“Ow….!”

Midoriya ran.

Just not the way he had been before.

Midoriya leaped into the air, his blood pumping and heart racing as he flew through the air, his muscles and bones screaming as he unconsciously went past his limit, One For All burning under his skin. Flames lit up around him, surrounding his arms and legs as he neared the head of the one pointer, just above the nice girl.

Who needed his help.

He pulled his arm pack, feeling the energy of power made from long before him coursing through his veins. His eyes flashed as he grinned, throwing his arm forward.

“SMMAAAASSSHHHH!!”

Chapter Text

Midoriya’s eyes widened in surprise as he watched the Zero Pointer’s face cave in from the force of his punch, it’s metal body groaning from strain as it toppled backwards onto the fake buildings.

“I.. did that? How!?” Midoriya felt a smile creep onto his sweaty face, his eyes still locked onto the prone form of the Zero Pointer. I don’t remember ever being able to jump this high with just seven percent-how did this happen!? Oh wait-

Midoriya glanced back at his legs and arm, silently staring at the flopping limbs for a few seconds as he felt the wind start to blow at him from underneath him.

Almost like he was falling.

Huh.

Fuck.

Midoriya let out a sharp yelp as the pain finally started to register in his limbs, the wind making them flail uselessly in the air not helping matters at all. I must’ve used 100% just by pure accident!! No wonder I was able to jump this high, not to mention destroy that Zero Pointer! Izuku you idiot!! Breaking your bones on purpose-Mom is gonna kill me! Midoriya bit the inside of his cheek as he tried to hold in his tears, his mind racing for a way to stop himself from splatting onto the ground like a pancake.

Oh.

Isn’t that some nice imagery.

Thank you brain, that was totally something I needed to see.

“Okay, okay, okay, I got this, Okay-” Midoriya closed his eyes against the harsh wind blowing on his face, and with a large sweep of his one good arms, let loose a stream of bright green fire all around him. 

It sweeped underneath him and over his chest and back, spreading out until it almost looked like a platform made out of fire. Midoriya clenched his fist, willing his flames to go up at a slower pace.

If I can just slow my fall… even by just a litte..!!

He could feel his fall slowing, but it wasn’t enough. Midoriya grunted, wrapping the flames tighter around himself like a bright emerald blanket, upping the heat and strength until he could feel the heat start to burn his skin on small levels. The wind kept howling by his ears, and Midoriya could see the ground getting closer by each second, he could even start to see the details of the girl he had saved right there on that floating piece of robot-and then she slapped him.

And he found himself floating inches from the ground, unharmed from the fall, and his fire still floating around him like green ribbons.

“Huh?”

He was still blinking in surprise at the sight of the concrete road inches beneath him when the girl from before touched her fingers together, choking out the word ‘release’, letting him slowly float back down to the ground without harm. Midoriya let out a small breath of relief, the adrenaline still thrumming through his body as he let his flames dissipate into the air.

The sound of retching made him look to the side in curiosity, the sight of the girl he had saved barfing up her stomach bringing him back into focus.

Midoriya hissed sharply against the pain in his broken limbs as he tried to turn his body, only managing to shift his head. “Hey, are you… okay?” Ah, my head hurts.

The girl looked over to him, her face still a touch green.

He slipped unconscious before he could hear her answer.

“Yes yes, good job dearie. Here, have some gummies.”

Recovery Girl smiled, enjoying the looks of confusion and shock that covered the examinees faces as she walked past. It only took her another minute for her to reach the area where the zero pointer had been destroyed, and where Midoriya lay crumpled on the ground, multiple students surrounding him.

Of course it was him.

She sighed in exasperation, planting a large kiss on his forehead for the… She lost count. This boy, I swear. “And I thought he was done breaking his bones already!”

“Excuse me, do you know him?” Recovery Girl hummed, turning to the side to look at the new arrival. He was one of the ones who was doing well; the engine boy.

Recovery Girl smiled kindly, tapping her cane on the ground. “Enough to not be surprised by his condition.”

The tall boy blinked a couple of times in confusion, before he smiled, moving his arms up and down in a robot-like fashion. “Well, as you seem to be the doctor here, may I ask when he will be waking up, and if he will be alright?”

“You’re such a nice young man.” He blushed at that, and Recovery Girl chuckled. “He will be perfectly fine; all of his broken bones are healed, and I suspect he will wake up in a few hours.”

He sighed in relief, and Recovery Girl was glad to know that at least someone else , no matter how brief, was looking after the kid that Toshinori took in. The man may not realize it himself, but both him and that kid are already extremely close. She didn’t doubt that if Midoriya was ever in danger, Toshinori would be the first at his side.

“... and he saved that girl, so I figured that he must have discovered the hidden part of this exam.”

Recovery Girl looked back up towards the boy, confused for only a moment before she understood what he was saying. She smiled, her head turned towards Midoriya who was still lying on the ground, before glancing towards the girl he had saved. “He saved that girl because he wanted to, dear. Not because of the exam. He simply wished to save her.”

He blinked, a bit of awe slipping onto his square features. “Oh…”

Recovery Girl chuckled. “That’s just what heroes do, after all.”

“Izuku?”

All Might hasn’t contacted me yet… It’s been a full week now. Did I do bad? I must’ve done bad, right? Oh he must be so disappointed… I wasted all of his time…!

“...Izuku?”

I probably failed. I did. I totally did! Maybe I wasn’t supposed to destroy the zero pointer? They did say it was just supposed to be a thing to avoid. Oh gosh-I’m so stupid!! At least that girl is safe…

“Izuku!? Why are you smiling at the fish!?”

Midoriya’s head snapped up in surprise, his grip on his chopsticks loosening and dropping the half-eaten fish onto his plate. “Ah-sorry!” He blushed in embarrassment, quickly re-adjusting his grip. “What were you saying, Mom?”

Inko just smiled at him with a shake of her head.

By my own calculations, I definitely passed the written exam. And based on how many points I got during the practical, though I did lose count at some point, I should have passed that as well. And yet… Midoriya sighed in frustration, letting the heavy weight in his hand drop to his side with a quiet thump. “Ugh… why am I so anxious!? I know that I’ve gotten the amount of points needed to pass, and yet…” He frowned, lifting the weight up and placing it on the table in front of him. He lifted up his hand, smiling as he watched a small green flame dance on the middle of his palm.

“Izuku, you said that the letter would arrive sometime soon, right?” Inko called from the kitchen, and Midoriya didn’t have to see her to know that she was smiling. 

Unlike him, Inko was fully confident that he had passed and would make it in. Midoriya groaned, letting the flame on his hand drop. If only I could have the same confidence…

Inko shuffled around the living room, her apron still tied around her waist as she used her quirk to float any discarded books onto the proper shelves. “I’m sure you got in, honey, considering just how incredible you are. You’ll still be amazing, even if you don’t get in, which I highly doubt, just so you know.”

Midoriya chuckled, sending her a grateful smile. “Thanks, Mom.”

“Of course, honey.”

It wasn’t much later when Inko came rushing into her room, nearly tripping over her own feet in her hurry.

Midoriya spun in his chair, his face covered in confusion. “Mom?”

Inko smiled, frantically waving her hand up and down, along with the letter in her grip. “The letter!! It’s here! It came!!”

Midoriya didn’t waste a second in dashing over to her, carefully taking the letter from her hands and closing the door. He rushed back to his seat, anxiously tapping his foot with trepidation, the letter still held in his hands. Okay…. This is it. Either way, you’re still awesome. You’ve got this… Just open the letter.

With a grunt, Midoriya ripped open the letter, watching in surprise as a sheet of folded paper and a small metal disc popped out onto the surface of his desk.

“I AM HERE AS A PROJECTION!!”

“All Might!?” Midoriya stared up in shock at the image of All Might in front of him, his mind reeling. Isn’t this from U.A? Why would All Might be doing this video, then? Unless of course-

“Apologies for not having contacted you sooner, young Midoriya! There was much to do. As I’m sure you’ve already figured it out, I will be teaching at U.A!!”

Midoriya chuckled, a large smile on his face. I can’t believe All Might will be teaching at U.A… I wonder if I’ll be able to be his student! Well, I’m already his student, I suppose.

A hand popped out from the corner of the screen, and All Might turned towards it with a slight frown. 

“What? You want me to wrap it up? Yes, but I have a lot to-it can be said later..? Oh alright.” All Might looked back towards the camera, speaking once again. “As you’ve probably guessed, you passed the written exam with flying colors! And in the practical, you passed with 53 points! However… That isn’t all I will be telling you today!”

Midoriya cocked his head to the side. “What?”

He watched as the images on the screen changed, moving to a recording. The camera focused for a moment, and then a girl came into view.

Midoriya smiled. That’s the girl I helped! Ah, I’m glad she’s alright. Her uniform looks a bit familiar, I wonder if she lives around here? Probably not, I might just be mixing it up.

“Um… Excuse me?” The girl- he really needed to find out her name, no use in calling her “the girl” all the time- shuffled nervously, and Midoriya could see the blurry image of Present Mic on the side of the screen. “There was a boy in the same area as me-um.. Green hair, curly, freckles… Sort of plain looking?”

Midoriya chuckled. Ow.

“I don’t know how many points he got, but… He used up the last of his time to save me! So.. could I give some of my points to him? That boy saved my life!!”

“What?” Midoriya mumbled. His eyes widened in awe, and a warm feeling filled up inside of him.

He could hear Present Mic talking to the girl, and All Might saying something in the background as well, but he couldn’t really focus on it. All he could hear were the words that the girl had said, and all he could was some warm fuzziness that rested pleasantly inside of him.

Midoriya smiled, touching a hand to his chest as he looked back up to the screen.

“We could never turn away those with the heart of a hero! As such, Rescue points were also a factor in the exam! Fourty five points for young Uraraka, and for you…SIxTY POINTS!! Young Midoriya, this is YOUR HERO ACADEMIA!”

Thank you.

“Oh! Katsuki-kun!” Inko beamed as she opened the door, letting Bakugou inside with a warm hug. “Come in, come in. I’ll get you some tea.”

Bakugou nodded, a small smile on his usually-scowling face. “Thanks, Aunty Inko. Where’s Deku?”

Inko hummed, bustling around the kitchen in search of a cup. “Oh, he’s somewhere. He told me that he’s hiding again-I’m really not surprised.” She chuckled at that.

“Yeah, me neither.” Bakugou grinned, shrugging off his backpack and dumping it on the ground next to the couch. “Guess I should go find the fucker-”

“Language.”

“... idiot, then, huh?”

Inko laughed. “Yes, I suppose you should.”

Bakugou huffed, though there was the hint of a smile still on his face. He turned towards where the hall to the bedrooms was, a grin growing on his face. “Wish me luck, Aunty!” He was already on the hunt by the time he heard her call out to him in laughter.

Bakugou snuck through the hallway, all of the lights turned off around him. Midoriya had made it a small tradition of theirs-if Bakugou came over after something important, Midoriya would go and hide somewhere in the house and try to scare him. Bakugou couldn’t really be scared anymore, more like startled, but even through all of their years of doing it…. He had never managed to find Midoriya before he jumped out to scare him.

It was absolutely infuriating.

And he absolutely loved it.

“Where are you, Deku? I’m getting better and better every time!”

“You sure ‘bout that?”

Bakugou snapped his head to the side, startled from the sudden voice right by his ear. But when he turned, no one was there. Oh… you little piece of shit. Bakugou smirked, looking around himself once again, turning this way and that.

It was a little trick of Midoriya’s.

For some reason(“some reason”, he says. Of course he knows the reasons-), Midoriya, no matter how light it was or how good your hearing and sight was, it would be like he was just… invisible. He’d have almost no presence at all.

Which was part of why Bakugou always loved to play this game.

It was always a challenge.

Bakugou stuffed his hands in his pockets, grinning as he moved towards the last bedroom at the end of the hallway. The door was slightly open, evening light filtering in. Window is open. He’s probably either under the bed or inside of the closet waiting-I’m sure of it. This time I’ll finally get him-

“I WIN!!”

“FU-” 

Midoriya tackled Bakugou to the floor, laughing as loud as he could as he wrapped his arms around his neck in a tight hug. Bakugou screeched in rage, before reaching around Midoriya’s sides, and-

Tickling him.

“AH-AH NO HOW DARE YOU AHA- KACCHAN!! ” Midoriya squeaked with laughter as he let go of Bakugou’s neck and fell onto his side. Bakugou grinned, cackling with laughter without stopping his attack.

Midoriya sputtered, quickly standing up and wiping a tear from his eye. “Oh my God-how could you. So rude. Absolutely uncalled for. I have been attacked- ”

“Oh, shut up! You fucking drama queen.” Bakugou laughed, dusting off his pants with a genuine smile on his face. He reached forward, wrapping an arm around Midoriya’s head and giving him a harsh noogie, much to his loud protests. “And that’s what you get for tackling me!”

“Wha-then what was the tickling for, you jerk!?” Midoriya pulled his hand off of his head, running a hand through his wild curly hair in an attempt to fix it.

The attempt failed, by the way.

Bakugou scoffed. “Hiding in the first place.” Midoriya opened his mouth to argue again but Inko cut him off from the kitchen.

“Boys! I’ve got your popcorn ready!”

Bakugou blinked, turning to Midoriya with a blank expression. “Did you tell her I was planning on watching movies with you all night?”

Midoriya shook his head, still grinning. “Nope!” He laughed. “This is Mom we’re talking about, are you really that surprised?”

“Fair enough.”

Midoriya laughed again, tugging on Bakugou’s shirt as he walked past towards the hallway. Bakugou huffed, dusting off his shirt- fucking nerd, tackling me to the ground like that, he usually just startles me, the bastard- as he followed him out.

The kitchen was completely set up, games laid out on the table, popcorn bags set near the couch, a couple of movies right next to the games, and two bottles of water in Inko’s hands.

Bakugou smirked. “Aunty Inko, you’re fucking amazing.”

“Kacchan! Language!”

“Alright, fine! Aunty Inko, thou art fucking stunning-”

“Oh my God.”

Inko chuckled in amusement, setting down the bottles onto the table. “Oh, you boys. Well, I’ve got everything ready for you. So, go on! Have some fun! I’ll be making dinner while you play.”

Midoriya beamed, not wasting any time in dashing over to the table and snatching a bag of popcorn. He grabbed a game as well, and a movie. Always in such a rush to do things.

Bakugou was about to join him, when a gentle hand on his shoulder stopped him. “Aunty Inko?” He turned around, frowning when he saw the tears welling up in Inko’s eyes. “Aunty? What’s wrong?”

Inko shook her head, a wobbly smile spread on her face. “Oh I’m not sad, dear. I’m happy.”

Bakugou raised an eyebrow. “Happy?”

“Yes.” Inko wiped her eyes with her sleeve, before pulling Bakugou into a tight hug. Though it was a bit awkward, considering her height. “Thank you. For looking after him.”

Bakugou stilled, hesitantly wrapping his arms around her back. “Yeah.”

He smiled. “No problem.”

Chapter Text

The night after Midoriya had received his acceptance letter,

“ALL MIGHT!!”

All Might had messaged him to meet him on the beach he trained at.

“WHAT!?!”

Midoriya ran towards All Might with a large smile on his face, a panicked one on All Might’s. Midoriya blinked in confusion, before the shouts of a few passerbys reached him.

“All Might? Where!?”

All Might turned to him in alarm, waving his arms in the air and shouting out whispers. “Repeat after me!! ‘Wrong person! Just my eyes playing tricks on me!’”

Midoriya tried not to chuckle at the image, before cupping his hands around his mouth and shouting “SORRY!! JUST MY EYES PLAYING TRICKS ON ME!!”

He watched as the two people- maybe a couple? This place has become a popular spot-made noise , before turning back to a relieved All Might. “Sorry..! I just got really excited.”

All Might chuckled, reaching up a hand and ruffling Midoriya’s hair. “No worries, young Midoriya!” He smiled at him, giving him a thumbs up. “And congrats on passing! I had wanted to tell you about it so you wouldn’t have to wait, but that would be unfair. And don’t worry about any favoritism, because none of the staff know that I know you right now.”

Midoriya sighed in relief. It hadn’t been a big worry of his, not really, but it was still nice to know. “Thanks, All Might!” He rubbed his arms against the cold, looking around the clean beach. “So… why did you tell me to come here? Is it about how you’re teaching at U.A now? Now that I think about it, it actually makes sense now about how you’d always meet me here, since your office building is located all the way in Tokyo’s Minato Ward, Roppongi 6-12-”

“Midoriya.”

“Ah-sorry.”

All Might laughed. “It’s fine! It’s just crazy how you have all of that information stuffed in your brain!” Midoriya blushed. “But yes.. That is the reason I called you here. You see, the reason I applied to start teaching at U.A, was to find my future successor there.”

Midoriya’s smile faded into a thoughtful frown. “Wanting to pick from one of the students from the top school… it makes sense.” He shuffled his feet on the ground, remembering the pain of breaking his bones, and the hard months of training. “So… why didn’t you? I mean, one of them would’ve-”

“Done better?”

Midoriya ducked his head with a short nod.

All Might sighed, placing a hand on Midoriya’s shoulder, making him look up again. “Young Midoriya, do not forget to give yourself credit for this. No one, and I mean no one, can master something instantly. That’s just how the world works. It took me a little while to get it perfect, too.” He grinned, patting him on the shoulder before picking up an empty soda can, and with a puff of smoke, crushed it in his hero form. “And someday, you’ll be even better than me!”

Midoriya beamed at him, about to respond before a shout from the couple cut him off.

“Is that All Might!? Holy shit!! When did he get here?”

All Might dropped the can. “Shit. Young Midoriya, let’s run!!”

Midoriya yelped, turning on his heel and jogging to catch up with All Might as they ran away from the beach and back onto the road, the nosey couple still shouting behind them.

He laughed the whole way home.

Spring, first day of high school.

“Izuku, do you have your extra tissues?”

“Yes, Mom!”

“What about your notebooks? Do you have your pencils?”

Midoriya tugged on his shoes. “Yup!”

“Do you have your stress ball?”

He shrugged on his backpack, making sure the straps were adjusted. “Yes, I do Mom!”

“Your erasers!?”

“Mom, yes! I have everything.” Midoriya chuckled, a hand already on the doorknob. “Now I’ve gotta go, or I’m gonna be late!”

“I-Izuku!”

“What!?”

Inko smiled, her fingers entwined together in front of her. “I’m… I’m really proud of you. You’ve really grown into your own person.”

Midoriya sucked in a breath, before a bright smile spread over his face, big enough to make his eyes close. “Thanks, Mom! Now, I’m off!”

“Be safe!!”

“I will!” With that, he closed the door.

About two-thirds of the way on the trek to U.A, Bakugou bumped into him, his outfit already on as well.

Midoriya beamed at him, before eyeing the saggy pants and messy tie with a frown. “Kacchan… you didn’t get a size too big, did you?”

Bakugou huffed, a flare of annoyance in his voice. “Nah, I just like it better this way!”

“Okay… you’re choice, I guess. U.A might not allow it, though.”

“Sounds like a them problem.”

“Speaking of U.A… you do know how to get to our class, right?”

“...”

“....”

“I thought you did.”

“Oh dear sweet cheese and crackers.”

To be fair, Midoriya had thought that it would take them less time to get to yelling at each other over where to go. Twenty minutes had to be a record of some sort for them.

“YOU SAID IT WAS DOWN THE RIGHT HALLWAY!!”

“AND YOU AGREED! WHERE DO WE EVEN GO!?”

“I DON’T FUCKING KNOW!!”

Just as Midoriya was about to scream at the sky for the second time, a cheery voice called out to them from behind them.

“Hey! Are you guys looking for 1-A, too?” Midoriya spun on his heels, a blush already popping up on his face as the cute girl- Uraraka Ochako, use your brain, you idiot -walked up to them, a bright smile on her face.

Oh my God oh my God oh my God she’s in a uniform oh frick oh crap-

Bakugou elbowed him in the side, an amused smirk on his face as Midoriya sputtered.

Midoriya shook his head, a wobbly smile on his face as he greeted her. “Uh-yes! We are!! Do you uh… do you know where it is?” His smile turned embarrassed at the end, a hand scratching the back of his neck.

Uraraka’s smile brightened even further, and Midoriya had to cover his eyes to keep from blinding himself while Bakugou squinted beside him. “Yeah! It’s just around the corner, follow me!”

She skipped ahead of them, walking towards the end of the hall. “So, what are your names? Mine is Uraraka Ochako!” she beamed, and then gasped when she looked at Midoriya. “Oh wait-I remember now! Your name is… Midoriya Izuku! I still kind of want to call you Deku-kun…”

Midoriya laughed, pink still dusting his cheeks. “T-that’s fine!! I don’t mind!” She smiled.

Uraraka beamed. “Okay! And um…” She turned to Bakugou, a sheepish smile on her round face, “you are…?”

He grinned, small pops of explosions sparking from his palm. “Bakugou Katsuki!! Forget it and I’ll kill you!” Uraraka blinked at his volume, before smiling in response  and facing forward again.

“Okay!”

They arrived at the door of Class 1-A shortly after, all three of them staring agpe at the sheer size of the entrance.

Midoriya strained his neck as he stared at the top of the door, hands wrapped tightly around his backpack straps. “It’s… it’s huge.”

“No shit..” Bakugou muttered, before huffing and grabbing onto the door handle and wrenching it open with a bang.

Uraraka jolted in her spot. “B-Bakugou-kun! Why’d you do that!?”

Bakugou smirked, stepping into the class with ease. “Well you two slowpokes were standing there shaking in your boots, so I thought I’d go ahead and open it myself! Now come on, wimps!”

Midoriya chuckled, carefully patting Uraraka on the shoulder with a silent nod. This happens a lot.

Midoriya wasn’t surprised to walk in and see everyone’s eyes on Bakugou, considering he had basically blasted his way inside, and was currently being yelled at by a student for putting his feet up on the desk. And oh-it was the same kid who had tried to admonish him at the exam. Great. Midoriya sighed. Well, at least some students don’t care.

He quietly walked the rest of the way to an empty desk behind Bakugou, a small smile on his face as he took out his notebook from his backpack. Maybe I can start writing notes before class begins-

“Hold up-aren’t you the kid who got first place in the entrance exam!?”

Midoriya flinched at the shockingly pink hand on his shoulder, emerald eyes meeting with gold surrounded by black. “Uh-um..”

The girl in front of him beamed, pumping her fists up and down by her side. “It is you!! You’re the kid who destroyed the zero pointer during the exam!! I’m Ashido Mina, what’s your name?” The girl-Mina-held out her hand to him, and after a few blinks of confusion, Midoriya smiled back, hesitantly taking her hand.

“H-hi, I’m Midoriya Izuku! How did you-”

“AH!! IT’S YOU!”

Midoriya sighed, turning away from a confused Mina as the new(yet not) person approached him. It was the same boy who had accused him of trying to distract someone at the exam, the only difference from then and now being that he was in a school uniform. I hope he isn’t here to falsely accuse me of something again…

“Please allow me to apologize for how I acted to you during the exam!!”

“Huh?” Midoriya blinked, and after a quick glance around the room, he realized that nearly all eyes were on him, now. Oh boy. 

“My name is Iida Tenya, and I’d like to apologize for how rude I was to you! Please accept this apology!” The boy-Iida, and isn’t he being introduced to people very quickly now?-bowed at a straight ninety degrees, and Midoriya had to fight the urge to ask if he was alright. “I’m very sorry!”

Oh, he’s just really earnest, huh? He was probably really nervous back then, too. Midoriya smiled, bowing his head. “It’s alright! Apology accepted. Just try not to jump to conclusions again, okay?”

Iida lifted his head with a bright smile, fixing his glasses on his nose. “Thank you! Sorry for interrupting your conversation-"

“Wait wait- you’re really the kid who got first place!? Holy CRAP!!”

Soon enough, Midoriya found himself surrounded by unfamiliar faces and lots, and lots, of talking.

Multiple people covered in many different colors crowded around him, questions bouncing around like bouncy balls before he even got the chance to answer one of them. Honestly, if it wasn’t for the fact that he didn’t know them, he would’ve gladly answered.

But, he was panicking.

Midoriya raised his hands up in front of him, a nervous smile plastered on his face. “U-um! Please calm down! I’ll answer your questions if you slow down a bit!”

One of the people in front of him-some brightly smiling boy with spiky red hair-paused in his questioning, seemingly realizing just how up close he was. “Oh, sorry about that!! I just got really excited! Hey guys-back up a little! We’re crowding him!” Midoriya smiled at him in thanks.

“ALL OF YOU ARE TOO LOUD!!”

Ah, I was wondering when he’d pipe up. 

Bakugou stomped his way over to the mini-crowd around Midoriya, a large scowl on his face and Uraraka chuckling awkwardly by his side. Were they chatting? “If you’re all gonna ask the damn nerd questions, then be QUIET-”

“If you’re here just to chat, then leave now.”

Silence reigned in the classroom as the low voice rang out, and Midoriya would’ve found the time to be grateful for whoever it was if it weren’t for the fact that one: they were laying on the floor. Two: they were glaring at everyone on sight. And three:

He’s about 99% sure that the person laying in a yellow sleeping bag on the ground is the underground hero Eraserhead, one of his favorite heroes.

Holy fuck.

Eraserhead- because honestly, how could that not be him? -huffed, slurping up the contents of a juice packet before standing up in the middle of the doorway and unzipping the sleeping bag. “It took you all eight seconds to be quiet. Time is a very precious resource, you guys aren’t very rational, are you?”

Bakugou narrowed his eyes, leaning back towards Midoriya as the rest of the class spread out a bit more. “Oi, who is this guy? Do you know who he is?”

Midoriya nodded, the giddy feeling he gets whenever meeting a hero already starting to form. “He’s the pro hero Eraserhead! He works underground!” Midoriya kept his eyes on the hero, hands itching for a notebook.

Eraserhead turned his tired eyes on all of them. “My name is Aizawa Shouta. I’m your homeroom teacher, pleased to meet you. Now,” Aizawa reached into his sleeping bag, taking out a pair of gym clothes, “put these on and head to the grounds. Don’t be slow.” After that, he walked out of the doors to who knows where.

Midoriya blinked, before an excited grin grew onto his face. “Well, we better get going then, right?”

Aizawa narrowed his eyes as he walked down the hallway towards the lounge. 

So far, he had yet to be impressed.

The new batch of kids had been shocked when he’d appeared, and hadn’t even asked who he was, or what he was doing. At least, most of them. There had been one person who knew who he was, and it hadn’t even taken them long to figure it out.

Aizawa sighed, glancing down at the student sheets in front of him. Midoriya Izuku, huh? Knowing who he was, including the fact that he’s a pro hero, was impressive considering his status as barely known in the world. In his life, other than his close friends, he could count on one hand how many times someone has recognized him. Still, a bit more knowledge on heroes than normal does not qualify anyone to be a hero.

Well. Aizawa took a sip of hot coffee from a cup, before turning towards the outside grounds. The new students would be walking out soon. Time to see whether these kids will make it or not.

Midoriya shuffled his feet on the ground as the class waited, casually looking at each of them as they talked. Depending on whatever it was that Aizawa was going to have them do(this wasn’t an opening ceremony. There was no way), he just might be able to see everyone’s quirks in action early on.

“Aah, are you nervous, Deku-kun? Aizawa-sensei looks kind of scary.”

Midoriya blinked, turning his head to the side and coming face to face with Uraraka. “Huh? Oh, um.. He’s probably not that bad! And plus, whatever this is, I’m sure you’ll do fine!” He beamed.

Uraraka smiled at him, a light blush on her round cheeks. “Thank you!!”

Midoriya saw another one of his classmates-Kirishima-step towards them, but before he could open his mouth, their teacher appeared.

“Today, we’ll be doing a test of quirks.”

Midoriya nearly jumped in place.

The rest of class was almost, almost horrified.

Uraraka frowned, stepping forward from where she was lined up along with everyone else. “But what about the opening ceremony!? Isn’t there a welcome thing?”

Aizawa raised an eyebrow. “No time for silly things. You’re here to be heroes, not sit and listen to welcome speeches.” He thumbed the gray scarf around his shoulders, holding out a thin device. “U.A. is known for it’s “freestyle” education system. That also goes for us teachers here. The standing long jump, softball throw, fifty meter dash, side-to-side stepping, and the seated toe touch. You all did these in middle school, correct?” The class slowly nodded.

“”Right. This country still insists on prohibiting quirks when calculating the averages of those records. It’s not rational. They’re just procrastinating on it.” Aizawa turned towards Midoriya, and he jumped a little at the sudden eye contact.

“Midoriya, how far could you throw a softball in middle school?

Midoriya blinked. “Um… about sixty four meters, Sensei.”

Aizawa nodded, before taking a softball out of one of his pockets and throwing it to him. “Okay. Now try doing it with your quirk. No rules, so long as you stay within that circle.”

“Okay.” He looked over his shoulder, smiling at the supportive nod Uraraka gave him. 

Stepping into the circle, Midoriya sucked in a deep breath. Alright… If I keep it at 7%, I should be able to launch the ball safely. But if I also combine it with Emerald Flare… I could keep the ball flying for a much longer time. I’ve never done that before, but it should be fine. He closed his eyes, holding the ball in his hand before reaching back with an arm, preparing his aim.

Emerald flames lit up on his hand, cold enough to not burn the softball, with hotter, brighter green flames spreading over towards his elbow. 7%....

He grinned, feeling One For All rush through his veins like a current of lightning as he swung his arm forward.

SMASH!!

A strong burst of wind blasted behind him, a few flames licking the air as the ball rocketed into the sky. Midoriya didn’t waste a second; concentrating on the fire surrounding the ball even as someone cheered behind him. Keep it going, keep it going…

In the end, he was able to control the fire for about a minute before it got out of his range and he lost control. 

Midoriya let out a breath, dropping his arm to his side as he smiled. “Woah..”

“THAT WAS SO AWESOME!!”

“Holy crap!!! That was AMAZING Midori!!”

“Huh!?” Midoriya spun on his heel, the shouting of his classmates finally reaching his ears. “Wha-”

Kirishima, the kid who had told people to give him space before, walked up to him with an eager smile on his face, shark teeth on full show. “That was so manly!! You’re amazing!” He beamed, before backing up in embarrassment. “Ah, sorry! I got in your space again!”

Midoriya shook his head, a bright smile growing on his face. “No, it’s okay! You’re fine, it was just a whole lot of people before.”

“Oh, that makes sense!!” Kirishima beamed again, and Midoriya found his smile stretching a little wider.

“What the fuck..”

Midoriya bit his lip, hiding a wince as he looked towards the confused face of Bakugou. “Um-”

“786.07 meters. Knowing your limits, that’s the first rational step towards heroes that you will be taking.”

Several shocked gasps rose up as Aizawa held up the device in his hands, the screen facing them. 786.07m was there on the front, the tracked distance that the ball had flown.

I really… got it that far? Midoriya let a breathless laugh escape him, clenching his hands into fists before hissing at the sudden flare of pain in his hand. “What the..."

“Woah, Deku-kun, your hand!”

Midoriya frowned, looking down at his open palm with a frown. Well, I guess that explains the pain. There were red burns on his palm, lighter towards the middle and harsher towards his fingers. “Oh, um..”

Aizawa walked over to his side, grumbling under his breath as he handed him a paper. “Go to Recovery Girl, and be quick. We’ll wait until you get back before we start the rest of the tests.”

“Wait-that’s not… I’m fine!” Midoriya smiled nervously, waving his hand in the air to prove it didn’t hurt. (It did, he’s just used to it.) “We can keep going!”

Aizawa glared at him, red eyes glowing brightly and his black hair rising up above him. “Go.”

“YES SIR!”

The trip to Recovery Girl didn’t take long at all, and his fingers were mostly healed and wrapped in bandages and burn cream in about three minutes tops. The trip back down to the grounds was rushed, considering he was still afraid of how mad Aizawa would get if he was late, and once he stepped out of the door…

“Midoriya!! How is your hand? Did Recovery Girl heal it?”

“We were worried!”

“BUT THAT THROW WAS STILL SO COOL!!”

Midoriya blinked in surprise as he walked out towards the group, a small smile on his freckled face as Iida, Mina, and Uraraka stepped towards him. “I’m alright! Recovery Girl didn’t heal it all the way, so I won’t be too tired, but it doesn’t hurt anymore!”

Iida smiled at him, fixing his glasses on his nose. “That’s good! Thankfully you didn’t break any bones like you did in the exam.” Midoriya chuckled at that.

Aizawa glared at them, causing them to hurry over towards the grounds. “Now that Midoriya is back, we will continue with the tests. Any questions?” No one raised their hands. “Good. Okay, continue!”

The rest of the tests went by relatively quickly, and based on his own personal assessment, Midoriya did pretty okay. He wasn’t extremely strong like Shoji, and couldn’t nearly break the strength test, but he scored pretty high. Really, his best ones were the ball throw, the fifty meter dash, and the standing long jump. It would be nice to use both quirks together again… but I don’t want to risk burning myself by accident. How did that happen, anyways?

Midoriya placed a hand around his mouth, the beginnings of mutterings spilling into the air. Considering how focused he was, it wasn’t surprising that Bakugou managed to sneak up on him.

“Oi, nerd.”

Midoriya jumped, spinning around to meet Bakugou’s eyes. “K-Kacchan! Sorry, I didn’t notice you. Do you need something?” Please don’t ask about the throw please don’t ask about the throw.

Bakugou huffed, stuffing his hands into his pockets. “Good job on the throw test. I didn’t know your fire could make such a huge blast.”

Midoriya nodded, humming nervously. “Yup, I told you that extra training would pay off!”

“Heh, still not as good as me, though!” Bakugou smirked, lightly punching Midoriya on the shoulder before walking towards the rest of the group.

“Hah… yeah.”

He didn’t notice the curious glance Bakugou sent his way before turning around.

Chapter Text

In the end, no one got expelled like Aizawa had said.

It was a “logical ruse.”

Totally.

Instead, everyone had passed, and Midoriya himself had placed in third, which was surprising all in itself. He hadn’t thought he had done that good. (He had been hoping the small purple haired boy would be expelled. He’d seen him try and grab one of the girls, and the little rat would be under his watch from now on.)

Midoriya let out a sigh of relief as Aizawa turned off the scoreboard, dismissing them all for the day. He dusted off his pants, looking around for a second before heading towards the doors with the rest of the group. Maybe now I can get some notes down.. Everyone’s quirks are so fantastic! I wonder how fast Iida-kun can go? Is it possible for his engines to malfunction or overheat? Is there a specific thing he uses to fuel his quirk? Or what if-

“Deku-kun!! Congrats on getting third place!!”

Midoriya yelped, smiling in surprise as Uraraka and Iida walked up to his sides. “Ah, thank you! And good job, both of you! That ball throw was amazing, Uraraka-san!!”

Uraraka blushed, rubbing a hand behind her head. “Oh… it wasn’t that cool! Your’s was incredible , though! How did you even do that!?”

“I agree, it was spectacular.” Iida smiled, raising a hand in a robot like fashion. “Truly commendable for a hero in training!!”

Midoriya smiled, a light blush dusting his cheeks at the compliments. “Thanks guys. Hey um, you don’t mind if I ask you both about your quirks later, do you? They’re really cool, and I’d love to hear about them! Of course-you don’t have to, it’s just a suggestion and all..”

Uraraka clapped her hands together. “I don’t mind! Is that why you had that notebook earlier in class?”

He nodded. “Yeah, though I didn’t get to write anything, haha.”

Iida hummed, adjusting his glasses on his nose. “Writing notes on quirks… that’s a great idea!”

“Oh, it-it is?”

“Yes!!” Iida wildly gestured with his hands, his face serious. “It’s important to be observant of your surroundings, and to know things about people you might go against one day!!”

Midoriya blinked, before putting a hand against his chin. “Oh.. I didn’t really think of it that way. It’s more of just a habit to do it, now.”

“That’s so cool!” Uraraka bounced in place, lowering her voice a bit when a few of their classmates looked back at them in curiosity. “That’s super smart, and I bet you have all kinds of cool stuff in there! You’re really cool, Deku-kun!”

Midoriya’s cheeks went red, and if you looked close enough you could see the steam coming out of his ears. “U-um… th-THANK YOU!!”

Uraraka laughed, and the rest of the way towards their next class was filled with idle, pleasant chatter. Midoriya knew what a friend was; he had Bakugou, and maybe one or two kids who would sometimes chat with him back in his younger years, but not much else. So having this, seeing this and being in a group was.. Strange. But not unwelcome.

He found he quite enjoyed seeing his new friends smile.

The rest of the day went by easily, though he got more sleepy as time went on. Eventually, the school day was over.

Midoriya walked out of the school, his hands grasping his back pack straps as he walked. “Geez… Definitely an interesting first day. I’ll have to tell Kacchan about Mineta. So many plans..”

“Oi!! Midoriya, right?”

“Deku-kun!”

“Huh?” Midoriya turned around, watching as his friends(Friends!! He has more friends!), Bakugou, and Kirishima ran up to him. “Did I… forget something?”

Bakugou scoffed. “Sadly, no. These idiots said that they wanna walk home with you.”

Uraraka laughed, and Iida and Kirishima nodded. “Yeah.. Sorry about the randomness of it all! If you don’t want us to, we can go.”

Midoriya stood in shocked silence for a second, before a warm smile made its way onto his face. “No, it’s alright! I just wasn’t expecting it. I usually just go home with Kacchan, but this is a welcome change!” Bakugou huffed at that.

Kirishima beamed, and Midoriya eyed the sharp teeth that showed through. Woah. “Sorry, I don’t think I ever really got the chance to properly talk to you or explody over here!” Bakugou’s eye twitched, and Midoriya chuckled at the nickname. “But my name’s Kirishima Eijirou! Nice to meet you man!”

Midoriya smiled back. “Midoriya Izuku. Nice to meet you too, Kirishima-kun.” He turned his head towards Bakugou, one eyebrow raised in expectancy.

Bakugou growled something under his breath, before jerking his chin up at the other boy. “Bakugou Katsuki. And don’t call me explody.”

Kirishima laughed. “Got it, Baku-bro!!”

Midoriya and Uraraka laughed, and Iida let out a small smile even as Bakugou threatened to blow Kirishima’s face off. He had explained to Iida earlier that Bakugou didn’t mean any real harm, but he could tell that his friend’s words irked Iida.

Still, it was pretty funny.

Most of their walk was spent talking, whether it was about the classes, quirks, Aizawa-sensei’s “logical rouse”, or what would be happening tomorrow. Midoriya tuned out of the conversation at some point, nodding along with hums and smiles as he looked at the people around him.

I hope Kacchan bought my lie… though I doubt it. Midoriya bit his lip, fiddling with one of the backpack straps. Maybe I can convince All Might to let me tell him? But that would mean revealing a bunch of All Might’s secrets… Ugh, Kacchan, why do you have to be so observant and smart!?

“-eku-kun? Earth to Deku-kun?”

“Wha?” Midoriya blinked himself out of his thoughts, coming face to face with a concerned Uraraka. 

Bakugou sighed, amused red eyes boring into his own. “You zoned out again. I’m surprised you didn’t end up muttering.”

Iida frowned, and Midoriya noticed that they had stopped walking. “Is it your fingers? I thought you had them healed.”

Midoriya shook his head, waving his bandaged hand around as well. “No, sorry! My fingers are fine, I just got a bit lost in thought. Um..” Midoriya shuffled his feet, and an apologetic smile already creeping onto his face. “Do you guys mind if I just go with Kacchan from here on? There’s just a little something I wanna talk about with him.”

Kirishima lightly bumped Midoriya’s shoulder, waving off his concerns with a smile. “Yeah, no worries! Plus, I gotta start heading the other way anyways! I’ll see you guys tomorrow!”

Iida and Uraraka seemed a little more hesitant, and Midoriya found his heart warming at their concern. “Don’t worry guys, I’m fine. I’ll see you all tomorrow!”

“Okay.. Just let us know if you need anything!” Midoriya nodded, and then they were off.

Then it was silent, and the walking started up again.

Midoriya’s nerves grew every second that passed, various scenarios of the conversation about to happen running through his mind. Would Kacchan be mad? Would All Might be mad? Maybe I shouldn’t have done this… but no! Kacchan deserves to know, he’s my friend! Midoriya took a deep breath, steeling himself before speaking, his decision made. “... So.”

“So?”

Midoriya sighed, checking the time on his phone. Almost time to meet up with All Might. Maybe I could.. “Come with me to my trainer, and I’ll explain everything there, okay? Just trust me.”

Bakugou looked at him out of the corner of his eyes. “And you’re not going to lie to me anymore?” 

Midoriya winced at the jab, but nodded his head. “I won’t lie. You deserve to know.”

“Okay then. Lead the way, nerd.”

So Midoriya led the way to his doom.

There weren't any funny quips, or even their usual phrases as they walked. The air was tense, and focused, so unlike their usual banter.

Bakugou side-eyed Midoriya as they walked, trying to discern what he was thinking. He was gnawing on his lip, brows furrowed and eyes glazed over as if he were having a war with himself. To be honest, he wouldn’t be surprised if he was. Midoriya always tended to overthink things.

He turned his gaze forward again, following behind Midoriya as they walked towards the resident beach. Bakugou hadn’t actually expected Midoriya to show him the truth so fast. The nerd didn’t always open up to him when it came to other people, though it was a near thing. I guess it’s time for a surprise, then. I get to meet his “trainer”, huh? 

Or maybe that was a lie, too.

Bakugou wasn’t completely… hurt, per say. Sure, his (dare he say it) closest friend had lied to his face, and kept something obviously important from him, without even explaining why, but he wasn’t hurt. No, he was more angry than hurt. Did he not trust him enough? Why not? Why was he hiding anything in the first place?

Bakugou narrowed his eyes as they neared the beach, looking for anyone suspicious. Time to find out. “Oi nerd, we’re here.”

Midoriya snapped his head up, glancing at Bakugou before nodding and moving forward towards the beach.

Honestly, for once, Bakugou was not expecting what he saw.

He expected to see some buff person, or maybe even multiple people, maybe no one at all , but he did not expect Midoriya to run up to someone who looked like they should be in the hospital for a year. The guy looked like a living skeleton.

Midoriya beamed at the man, waving a hand in greeting as he walked up to them with a smile. “Young Midoriya!! Good job on getting through the first day! You said you wanted to talk-” The man paused, finally having noticed Bakugou standing beside him.

Midoriya blushed. “H-hi!! Um.. I’m sure you’re confused, but-” his embarrassed expression changed to something more apologetic and ashamed, and Bakugou found himself frowning, “-I’m sorry! I just.. I can’t keep all of this from Kacchan any longer. He’s my closest friend, and I’ve never really been the best at hiding things from him… So please, can we tell him? All of it? Please.” Midoriya finished, keeping his head bowed and his eyes scrunched closed. The living skeleton-whoever he was, looked honestly worried for some reason, though it was probably because of Midoriya.

Or maybe it was because of the secret. He didn’t know.

Might as well just step in, right? Bakugou stepped in front of Midoriya, his chin jutted up as he looked up towards the stranger. God he’s tall. “So, are you the one whose been training Deku over here to get stronger? You’re the reason he’s been hiding stuff?” You’re the reason he hasn’t been able to trust me?

Midoriya glanced at him out of the corner of his eye, before looking towards the man in front of them. Several emotions and questions flickered over their faces, and Bakugou nearly yelled at them to actually talk. 

Midoriya sighed, shuffling his feet on the ground. He steeled his expression, before gently tapping Bakugou on the shoulder. “Kacchan.. I’m.. I’m really sorry that I kept all of this from you, and it’s gonna take a bit to explain everything, so.. I’m gonna need you to not freak out, okay?”

Bakugou narrowed his eyes. “Why the fuck would I freak out-”

“Because of this.”

“...”

“...”

“...”

“What the FUCK-”

“I SAID DON’T FREAK OUT!!”

To be honest, he hadn’t expected Bakugou to take it all in that well.

Really, he had expected a lot more screaming, yelling, and explosions. But…

“So…” Bakugou mumbled, a hand scratching at the top of his head as he jerked a thumb at Midoriya. “You’re saying that Deku over here is who you chose to be your successor?”

All Might nodded nervously, folding his hands in his lap. “Yes.”

They had told him everything. 

It had taken a few minutes to get him to calm down from the sudden appearance of All Might, as well as the deflating afterwards, not to mention the large injury and scar. That entire explanation had gone well, with only minimal cursing from Bakugou about how All Might needs to take better care of himself if he’s limited. All Might had been fairly embarrassed about that.

Now, they were waiting for his reaction to One For All.

Midoriya was worried, because Bakugou had been quiet, and he was never quiet about things.

Midoriya fidgeted anxiously, hoping that his nervousness didn’t show too much. “Kacchan, I know you’re probably mad at me, and I understand it, and I get it if you wouldn’t want to spar with me anymore, but please-you can’t tell anyone else about this! If the public heard about it-”

“Oh shut up, you shitty nerd.

He blinked. “Huh?”

Bakugou scoffed, his red eyes narrowed in something Midoriya couldn't quite place. “I’m gonna tell anyone, you idiot. I’m not so petty to spill all your secrets to the public just because I’m a little mad.” He poked Midoriya’s chest with his finger, a harsh smirk on his face. “Plus, there’s no way I can’t spar with you now!! Not with your weak ass handling fucking All Might’s power! I bet I could use it way better than you!!” He laughed, crossing his arms over his chest as the earlier tension disappeared.

Midoriya laughed, his smile brightening as relief coursed through his body. “Is that a challenge?”

Bakugou’s smirk widened. “Do you want it to be?”

“Now, boys, no fighting outside of school.” All Might chuckled, brushing off his pants as he stood. “So, how would you both feel about some evening ice cream? I’m sure you’re both hungry. It can be my treat.”

Midoriya sputtered, waving his hands in front of his face. “T-there’s no need! You don’t have to pay!”

All Might smiled. “Don’t be silly! You know I have plenty of money. A few ice cream cones won’t do anything.”

“But-”

“Just take the offer, idiot!”

“Ugh, fiiiinne!!”

All Might laughed, before nodding to them both and walking towards the exit of the beach. Midoriya moved to follow him, before being stopped by a light tug to his shoulder. He turned his head, blinking in surprise at the face of his friend. “Kacchan? Something wrong?”

Bakugou sighed, scuffing his heel against the ground before raising his eyes to meet his own. “Look, I don’t hate you, but I am mad at you. Got it?” Midoriya gulped, nodding. “You hid this-this entire thing from me. And I know it isn’t really my business, but don’t that again, okay? You don’t have to worry about hiding shit from me. And, I hope you know I’m gonna be fucking you up even more in our spars from now on.”

Midoriya chuckled, scratching the back of his neck. “Yeah… I know. Thanks Kacchan.”

Bakugou smirked, stuffing his hands into his pockets before starting towards the exit where All Might was waiting. “Whatever.”

“Hey, wanna play some video games later?”

“Wanna get your ass beat in them later?”

“Oh you’re so on.”

The next day’s classes had passed by pretty quickly, and now everyone was waiting for their next class to start.

Heroics.

Everyone had been waiting for it to start; all of the other classes had been normal, and Midoriya could tell that everyone was getting antsy waiting for it to start.

Midoriya himself was sitting at his desk as people wandered around, flipping through the pages of his notebook. Last night, as well as during free time during classes, he had been able to jot down plenty of notes about his classmates’ quirks. (No sketches yet, he wanted to see their costumes first.)

Uraraka-san’s quirk is Zero Gravity. She said there’s a limit of about two tons, but can it be extended with training? Can she make water lighter? I wonder if there’s any way for her to make specific parts of an object lighter instead of the whole thing? Midoriya tapped a pencil against his chin as he read through the notes, adding in other pieces here and there. Can Kirishima harden the inside of his body, or only the outside? Is it possible to make his skin even tougher than it already is? Could he-

“Hey! Whatcha doing?” Midoriya snapped out of his thoughts, turning his gaze towards the person standing beside his desk. Uraraka smiled at him, and he felt a light blush rise to his cheeks.

Midoriya smiled, tapping the end of his eraser onto the page. “I was going over my notes! Oh, and I never said thank you for letting me ask about your quirk! So thank you for that!”

Uraraka beamed, waving the thanks off. “It’s no worry!! It was fun being able to talk about my quirk! Not many people do.”

“Really? But your quirk is so interesting!” Midoriya furrowed his eyebrows, placing his hand back over his chin. “How could they not…?”

Uraraka laughed, accidentally bumping against Bakugou’s chair. “Oops, sorry Bakugou-kun!”

“Tch. just watch yourself next time.” Bakugou grumbled.

Uraraka nodded, before tilting her head in thought. “Hey, so why do you call Deku-kun, well, Deku?”

Midoriya lifted his head from where it had ducked back down towards his notebook. Why Kacchan calls me Deku..? Bakugou turns his head around again, looking slightly miffed. “Because I can, Round Face!”

Uraraka’s eye twitched at the nickname, but she persisted. “Come on, there has to be some reason! Childhood nicknames always have reasons! You guys are childhood friends, right? Sorry if I’m wrong..”

Midoriya chuckled. “You’re not wrong!”

Bakugou nodded. “Yeah, we’re childhood friends, or whatever.”

“Yes indeedles.”

“...What?”

Midoriya glanced at the both of them, suddenly a bit more self conscious than before. “What? Did I say something wrong?”

A small grin was threatening to cross over his face, and he looked like he was about to start laughing. “Did-did you just say indeedles?” 

“... Yeah? It’s a word!”

“That’s not a word, where did you even hear that-”

“But Mom says it all the time!!”

Bakugou scoffed. “”Indeedles” is NOT a word!”

“HOW!!”

By this point, a few of their classmates had peered over at them, watching the show unfold.

“I’m telling you, it’s a word!!”

“IT IS NOT A WORD OH MY GOD!”

“IT’S A WORD, KACCHAN!!”

“It is comPLETELY INVALID!”

Mina, one of the ones who had been watching from the moment it started, jumped up from her seat with a gasp. “BAKUGOU!! Indeedles is a totally valid word, even if it’s not in the dictionary!!

Midoriya beamed, waving one of his hands towards the pink-skinned girl. “See!! At least someone here supports me!”

“Everyone, please get in your seats! Class will be starting soon!” Iida fixed his glasses on his nose, waving an arm at them from where he sat. “You’re all being very loud!”

A boy with golden blonde hair-Kaminari, he thinks-put a hand on Iida’s shoulder, a carefree grin on his face. “Oh it’s fine! Plus, I myself have used the word indeedles a few times in my life, so there is no way I’m just gonna let someone beat that word down!”

Bakugou groaned, wiping his hands over his face in annoyance even as an amused grin spread over his face. “IT’S NOT A WORD!!”

Midoriya opened his mouth, about to retort again before the door to the classroom blew open with a bang, shocking several of the students.

“I AM COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON!!”

Instantly, multiple people were cheering, happy smiles on their faces as All Might stepped up to the teacher’s podium. Midoriya put a hand over his mouth, stifling his laughter at All Might’s entrance. Well, he always has been eccentric. 

All Might grinned, placing his fists on his hips as he looked over the class. “Good afternoon, class! I’m sure you’re all excited, right!?”

Midoriya cheered, and he swore he even saw Bakugou crack a grin.

All Might turned his head towards Midoriya, and Midoriya sent a large grin back. “Today, we’ll be doing…” He reached below the desk, pulling up two large cards. “BATTLE TRIALS!!”

Bakugou practically roared in joy, a feral grin splitting his face as Midoriya whooped behind him. He wasn’t as excited as his friend, no, but it was still exciting. 

All Might pressed a button on a remote, and the class watched in fascination as large shelves filled with rows of suitcases slid out. “To do that, you’ll all be needing your costumes!! Now, go get changed, kids!!”

To be blunt: everyone ran.

It was almost like they were all kids again, racing to see who could get inside the house first if they didn’t want to become a rotten egg.

Bakugou was the first to reach the locker rooms, rubbing inside the first chance he got and screaming at everyone else behind him. Midoriya came in second, with Kirishima and another kid with tape for elbows right behind him.

The only people who came last were the people who didn’t run. AKA: Iida and a kid with two-toned hair.

(So they were excited, sue them.)

Midoriya rushed to find an empty space in the locker room, opening up his case and dragging out his hero costume. It was put on in minutes, and once the final lace on his shoes were tied, he walked over to a mirror, hesitance in his steps.

It was better than he thought.

His costume consisted of a dark green (it fits his hair, as well as his mom’s, so-) jumpsuit, with black lines running down the sides of his chest area in symmetry. Thin stripes of light, almost blue-ish green ran along the black lines, and a few turned into a ring running around his biceps. A hood hung off the back of the suit, two nearly bunny ear like appendages sticking out from the top, just above the eye-holes. A red belt(the color was courtesy of Bakugou) went around his hips, small bags attached all the way around. 

Midoriya opened up one of the bags, smiling at the medical tape inside, along with the small candies. It had been his mom’s idea to put medical supplies in all of the bags, along with the candy. She’d said that it would be good if he could do immediate first aid, and she’d put the candies in saying he could give them to frightened children.

Honestly, he loved the idea.

He raised his gloved hands- fireproof, all of it, goodness knows he’d be replacing things constantly if it wasn’t -to his shoulder, searching the white strips of padding over the suit until he felt a small bump. Looks like they got the buttons in place then. Hopefully it works…

The rest of the costume wasn’t extravagant; black braces around his knees and elbows, and a silver mask that held a built-in filtering system sat against his chest. All in all, it was simple, but efficient.

It was exactly what he wanted.

Midoriya beamed, dusting off his pants before hurrying out towards the exit, just slightly behind everyone else. He could see Bakugou near the front, the sight of his “explosive bunny ears”, as dubbed by Midoriya, and gauntlets being hard to miss. They had gone over their costumes for years; meticulously redoing designs every time they came up with something new, and pouring over each other’s work until each of them had added in something to help the other.

Midoriya had convinced Bakugou to make the gauntlets on his hands smaller, for better function, though it had taken a good five months to fully convince him. (Honestly, he could be so stubborn sometimes. Most times. Okay, all the time.)

“Lookin’ good, ladies and gentlemen!! A hero’s costume is a big part of how people will view you!”

Midoriya smiled, taking the chance to look over everyone else's costumes. He spotted Kirishima near the front, the boys’ red hair easy to spot. Surprisingly, he was talking with Bakugou. Please don’t blow him up, Kacchan.

Iida was near him, and though it had been hard to tell it was him at first, he got it after a few seconds. If Midoriya hadn’t known Iida’s voice, or about the way he tended to move like a robot, he wouldn’t have guessed that the hulking suit of armor was his friend.

“Ah, is that you, Deku-kun? Great costume!! It looks good on you!” Midoriya turned to the side, a light blush speaking across his face as Uraraka bounded up to him.

“T-thank you! I like yours as well!” Now it was Uraraka’s turn to blush, ducking her head and wrapping an arm around her waist. “Thanks! I think I probably should’ve been a bit more specific about my costume though.. They made it skin-tight…” 

Midoriya gave her a sympathetic smile, noticing the obvious discomfort in her voice. It happened a lot of times in the hero department; either support heroes or people in the Hero Commission making it so heroes appealed more to the “public eye”, even if it was unnecessary. Sadly, it mostly happened to women in the industry.

“Great costumes, Uraraka-san, Midoriya-kun!!”

Iida smiled at them-or at least, that’s what Midoriya thinks he did, going by how his voice sounded-with a wave, and they both greeted him back. Now that he was closer, Midoriya could see the better details of his costume.

There were holes in the legs of the costume so Iida’s engines could poke through, but the entire thing was bulky. Sure, it would be good protection, but it could get suffocating and too hot in certain circumstances. Not to mention it would be hard to move his body in other ways than just running, walking, and jumping. He kind of looked like a Transformer from those old movies.

It only took a few moments before Bakugou was striding his way over, his grenade-shaped gauntlets flashing in the sunlight. Midoriya instantly grinned, bounding over to him with a wave. “Kacchan!!”

“Don’t fucking call me Kacchan.”

“But it’s fun!”

“No it isn’t.”

“Then why do you call me Deku?”

“... Fair enough.”

Uraraka slowly blinked her eyes closed, and then open again. “Um… What just happened?”

Midoriya snorted, and Bakugou let out a full-blown laugh.

“HAHA!!  LOOK AT YOUR FUCKING FACES!!” He jabbed a finger at Uraraka and Iida, the both of them only looking more confused(and concerned) as time went on. “YOU LOOK SO DUMB!!”

Midoriya laughed into his hand, watching as Uraraka turned to Iida, only to be met with a shrug. This was the best part of their little “Phrase”, the reactions. He opened his mouth to explain to them what it was, but the moment was cut off by All Might’s booming voice.

“Alright everyone!! Please listen up!” All Might called out, a table holding two separate boxes in front of him. “We’ll be moving a step further from the entrance exam… INDOOR PERSONAL BATTLE-TRAINING!! And to do so, we’ll put you into teams of two using slots!!”

Iida straightened, his hand raised in the air. “Sir, is this really the best way to do things? By randomization!?”

“Actually,” Midoriya perked up, a small smile on his face as Iida turned towards him, “lots of times out on the field heroes have to join together with any other hero on the scene, so having to group up at random is good training for future events like that.”

“Oh, I see. Apologies for interrupting!”

All Might nodded, and then continued on with his explanation. “This is how it’ll work, there will be two teams going against each other! One will be the heroes, and the others are the villains! The villains have to protect a nuclear bomb inside the building until time runs out, or they catch the heroes with capture tape!! The heroes will wait for five minutes, and then head inside and either touch the bomb, or capture the villains!! Is that understood?”  

“Yes!”

He grinned, grabbing a clipboard with paper on top of it and holding it up. “Good. Now, here are the teams!”

A: Uraraka and Izuku

B: Todoroki and Shouji

C: Yaoyorozu and Mineta

D: Iida and Bakugou

E: Aoyama and Ashido

F: Satou and Kouda

G: Jirou and Kaminari

H: Tsuyu and Tokoyami

I: Hagakure and Ojirou

J: Kirishima and Sero

Midoriya high-fived Uraraka, excited at the prospect of being her partner. Iida looked a little nervous, which was understandable, considering what he had seen fo Bakugou so far, but determined. That was good.

“And now… The first teams to be pitted against each other are ...! TEAMS A AS THE HEROES AND D AS THE VILLAINS!!”

Izuku whipped his head towards Bakugou, a wicked grin growing on both of their faces in sync.

“Oh hell yes.”

Chapter Text

Midoriya and Uraraka stood outside of the building they’d be fighting in, carefully going over the blueprints they had been given. There were five minutes left until the battle would start and they would, hopefully, win.

Midoriya smiled as he folded the blueprints, going over the information in his head. “Uraraka-san, do you remember everything about the plan?”

“Oh, um..” Uraraka stuck her tongue out in thought as she folded the blueprints, before nodding. “Yeah, I do!!”

“Great!” Midoriya grinned, a mischievous glint catching his eyes. “Hey, just a question… What do you think of the game Heroes and Villains?”

Uraraka tilted her head in confusion. “It’s a fun game, I guess. Why do you ask?” Midoriya laughed.

“Oh, nothing.”

The bell rang, and their plan began.

“Hm..”

Iida glanced over to Bakugou as he finished cleaning up any debris on the ground. He knew Uraraka had a gravity quirk, so he wanted to make sure he couldn’t use anything in the room if she arrived.

He and Bakugou had hid the bomb in the middle of the third floor, by Bakugou’s request. Iida didn’t know why he would want to do that, considering it was an obvious place to hide it. But, Bakugou had told him to trust him, so he did.

Now whether or not that’s actually a good idea is still debatable. Iida huffed.

“Hmm…”

Iida glanced back at Bakugou; he was standing in the middle of the room in what looked like silent contemplation. Except… not really “silent,” for the most part.

“Hmmmm....”

Iida sighed, the insistent humming making his eye twitch. “Is there something you’re thinking of, Bakugou-kun?”

Bakugou finally, finally paused for a moment, a lovely piece of silence on Iida’s ears. But what came next out of the blonde’s mouth made Iida wish he hadn’t spoken at all.

Bakugou smirked, pointing a single finger in his direction. “I got it!! You shall be named…. DR. FOUR-EYES!!”

Iida sputtered at the insulting nickname, raising his arms in a robotic motion as he protested. “Th-that is not my name!! What is that even for!? Please take this lesson seriously Bakugou-kun-”

“Oh shut your pie hole!! You’ll find out what it’s for soon enough. Once Deku gets in here anyway.” Bakugou scoffed. “Just remember that it’s your name, fucking four-eyes!!” Iida gawked.

After a few minutes of internally- not externally, because that would just look childish -grumbling over the nickname he had been given, he turned back to his teammate. “Bakugou-kun, what’s the plan? We still haven’t discussed it..”

Bakugou hummed. “We’ll wait here until Deku and Round Face get inside the building, and then I’ll head down there and go after them. You’ll stay here.”

“W-wait!! Shouldn’t we stay together? Plus, my quirk isn’t exactly suited for fighting in small areas such as this-”

“Mine isn’t either, idiot!!” Bakugou scowled, small pops of smoke erupting form his palm. “I can’t make any proper explosions without damaging the surrounding areas, especially in this room, and possibly the bomb. And even if I could, I'd be the better choice to go down there. You have trouble with turning, right?”

Iida blinked in surprise. “How did you know that?”

Bakugou shrugged. “Deku.” That was the only explanation he gave.

“Well… Yes. You’re right. I do have trouble with turning.”

Bakugou smirked, cracking his knuckles against each other. “So then you get it, right? I’m able to do fast and precise turns with my explosions, so it’s better for me to fucking destroy the both of them. Got it!?”

Iida nodded his head. “Right!! Good thinking, Bakugou-kun!”

“Yeah.” Bakugou jerked his chin. “Now, here’s the rest of the plan..”

All Might stood in front of the monitors in the watch room, all of 1-A behind him waiting eagerly. He adjusted the small mic and earpiece in his ear, making sure it was in place. It was the only thing that allowed him to hear what was going on inside the faux building, and the only device in the room that could do it. Of course, he could make it so the others could hear, but… Privacy.

Of course, apparently that didn’t matter.

“Hey um-All Might? Could you let everyone else hear what we’re saying?” Midoriya’s static-muffled voice rang through his ear piece, and All Might found himself asking why.

“Well, it’s just that I think they’ll probably want to listen.”

“Well… alright!! But remember that you can ask to mute yourself again at any time.” All Might watched Midoriya nod on one of the monitors, before turning around to face the rest of the class. “Alright everyone!! Listen up! Young Midoriya has told me that he would like you all to be able to listen to what they’re saying as well, so pay close attention to this match!” Thus, the battle began.

Uraraka carefully tapped Midoriya’s arm with all five fingers, keeping a good grip on his shirt as they floated up the side of the building. Midoriya latched onto a window from the fourth floor, opening it as quietly as possible and slipping inside.

The plan was simple; they would sneak inside and split up to search for the bomb, and give each other updates through the earpieces during the search. Bakugou would probably(definitely) go after Midoriya, so Uraraka would be sent to the higher floors, where the bomb was more likely to be located. Then, if Iida was there, Uraraka would hide out and give her location to Midoriya, and wait for her signal.

Midoriya stepped around the corner, keeping his ear pressed against the wall to listen for any footsteps. Hearing none, he gave Uraraka the all clear. They walked down the hallways, silently sharing whispers of the things around them as they went. Uraraka nearly bumped into Midoriya when he suddenly paused in his walking, before he threw a hand back and pushed Uraraka to the ground with a shout.

“FOUND YA’!!”

Bakugou burst from around the corner in a blast of orange and red explosions, another blast popping out of his palm and shooting over their heads.

Midoriya rolled off of Uraraka, quickly checking to see if she was alright, and sighing when there was only some dust covering her. He grinned, standing up as Bakugou landed on the ground.

Bakugou stood in front of him, red eyes already alight with excitement and his grin matching his own. 

Midoriya narrowed his eyes, trying(and mostly failing) to keep his face serious. “So… We meet again, Dr. Explodious!!” Midoriya heard a very confused but amused snort by his side, and had to stifle a laugh of his own at Uraraka’s reaction.

“HAH!! You thought you had me beat before, didn’t you!?” Bakugou took it all in stride, not one word slipping as he raised his hands out in front of him in a dramatic flourish. “Well you were WRONG!! And now… I shall blow up this entire city, along with YOU ALL FLAME!!”

“I WON’T LET YOU, VILLAIN!!”

Bakugou launched himself towards him, blowing himself forward using his explosions as he flew through the air. He swung his right arm forward, a usual habit that Midoriya took advantage of.

The mouth guard extracted from around Midoriya’s face, a torrent of emerald flames pouring out from his mouth. Bakugou cursed, quickly throwing himself to the side to avoid the fire.

Midoriya glanced behind him, signalling to Uraraka for her to run. “Go, I’ll handle Dr. Explodious!!”

Uraraka nodded, a serious look on her face. “Alright! Stay safe, All Flame!!” She hurriedly ducked under the smoke still infiltrating the air, slipping around the corner as Bakugou steadied himself.

Midoriya turned his body back towards Bakugou, coming face to face with a right hook. He dodged backwards, the gloved fist grazing his cheek as he widened the distance between them. Midoriya swung out a leg towards his opponent, a quick burst of One For All along with it sweeping Bakugou off of his feet.

But, that could never keep him down.

Bakugou didn’t waver, standing up and jumping into the air, leaving a large smokescreen behind him as he grabbed the back of Midoriya’s costume. “You really think your sidekick could take down Dr. Four-Eyes!?” He pulled Midoriya down, slamming him against the ground with a smirk. “How naive!!”

“Heh,” Midoriya grabbed onto Bakugou’s arm, still holding onto the back of his costume, and with a grin, promptly flipped him onto his back. “Sidekick!? She’s a powerful hero all on her own!!”

The both of them stood up at once, sweat forming on their foreheads as they faced each other. Bakugou charged first, aiming a punch right towards Midoriya’s face. He dipped towards the side, avoiding the blow and throwing Bakugou forward, using his own momentum against him.

The two of them fought, throwing childish insults at each other as they went. Midoriya aimed a fire tipped kick at Bakugou’s stomach, yelping when his ankle was grabbed. Bakugou smirked, blowing a raspberry at him before using his explosions to spin himself in a circle and throw Midoriya into the wall.

“Ow, fuck.” Midoriya stumbled back up onto his feet, barely having time to react before another blast was hurtling towards him. Midoriya let out a breath, concentrating on the fire and smoke within the explosion before he pushed his arms forward, his own fire mixing in with the blast as he sent it back double-fold. “Take that, you angry Pomeranian!!”

Bakugou gawked at him, a quick roll out of the way keeping him from being burned. “Smart move, All Idiot!! But It’ll take more than some half-assed candle flames to take me down!”

Midoriya laughed, bending his knees as he got into form. Fire flickered on his fists, making shadows dance over his eyes as he stared Bakugou down. “I would hope not, villain!”

Iida stood guard in front of the fake bomb, waiting for any signs of an approaching enemy. He could hear the sounds of battle from somewhere else in the building, so obviously the fight had already started. Bakugou-kun said that he would go after Midoriya-kun… So perhaps Uraraka-san will be coming up here? If so.. Iida straightened his already straight back, beaming with determination. Then I shall defend this bomb with all of my strength against her!

“Wait..” Iida placed his hand against the chin of his helmet. “If I’m to be a villain in this scenario-specifically “Dr. Four-Eyes”, then I must act the part as well!” Iida’s face darkened underneath his mask, and a low chuckle escaped him. He raised his arms by his sides, erupting into “evil” laughter.

“Muahahha… MuHAHAHAHA!! COME AND GET ME, HEROES!!” 

Iida paused at the sound of a small snort of laughter coming from behind one of the pillars, his eyes quickly roaming the rest of the room. “I know you’re there, hero!! Come out and face me!!” he didn’t even have to see them to know how it was, the way they tried to stifle their laughter and failed was proof enough.

“Haha..” Uaraka stepped out from behind the pillar, a sheepish smile on her face before it switched to something more… mockingly serious. “Looks like you’ve found me… Dr. Four-Eyes!!”

Iida’s eyelid twitched, but he fought the urge to protest the nickname. It seems we truly are playing a game of “Heroes VS Villains”... And it looks like Midoriya-kun and Uraraka-kun are in on it as well! Iida focused a glare on Uraraka, clenching his fist in front of himself. “Well, shall we get on to it then!?”

“We shall!!”

“HAH, it’s almost like you’ve gotten slower, Dr. Explodious!!”

“SHUT UP!! YOUR MOTHER BUYS YOU MEGA BLOKS INSTEAD OF LEGOS!!”

“OH YOU TAKE THAT FUCKING BACK-”

Bakugou jumped into the air with a laugh, pushing off of the wall right before emerald flames burst against it. He scoffed at the fire, landing into a roll as Midoriya tried to catch him with the capture tape. “Ha, your aim’s gotten better, All Flame, but you’re not the only one whose improved!!” Bakugou jumped back, careful not to hit the wall as he raised his arm in front of him, a small ‘o’ formed with his right hand.

“You’re the one who taught me this move… now FACE THE CONSEQUENCES!!” Bakugou sent a concentrated blast through the space between his finger and thumb, a stream of bubbling fire and smoke billowing towards Midoriya.

“Shit.”

A short yell escaped Midoriya’s mouth as he jumped to the side; the blast blew up right as he did, and the explosion hit his side before he could manage to push it away.

The ends of his hair got singed, the heat pushing against his skin and leaving black smudges on his mask. Thank god this is all fireproof… But still, I’m gonna need to fix it. Fireproof doesn’t fix tears from explosions, after all.

Once Midoriya was able to steady himself, he grabbed a hold of the remaining fire  from the explosion swirling it around himself like a shield. He concentrated on the thrumming of One For All in his chest, feeling it hum with energy as small sparks of lightning jumped off of his mouth.

Not too much… not too much.. Keep it steady. Don’t let the power slip. Midoriya narrowed his eyes, heat building up inside of his mouth as he opened it up in a roar of fire, the remains of the blast following behind it. Let’s see you stand against this, Kacchan!!

Bakugou’s eyes widened at the sight of the powered blast, a loud curse slipping from him as he fired a shot to try and block the attack.

While he was distracted, Midoriya booked it.

He sprinted down the bland hallways, trying his best to keep the smacking of his shoes against metal as quiet as possible. It wouldn’t take long for Bakugou to find him-he was a wonderful fighter, and he knew a blast like that wouldn’t be able to keep him down.

So, he ran as far away as he could, and then slipped into an empty room.

Midoriya slowed his breathing as he leaned against the closed door, observing the plain empty room he was currently in. Considering Kacchan has been fighting at nearly full power down here… The bomb probably isn’t down here, right? It could get damaged if it were. That must mean that…

“Dek-sorry, All Flame? Are you there?”

Midoriya startled at the sound of Uraraka’s quiet voice in his earpiece, but he quickly relaxed and gave his response. He could hear Bakugou’s marching footsteps through the metal already; he would need to hurry. “I’m here? What’s up? Did you find the bomb?”

“I did. Dr. Four-Eyes is in there-oh crap! He spotted me… Sorry, All Flame!”

Midoriya hummed, crouching away from the door in case Bakugou decided to suddenly burst it open. “It’s alright. Just give me your coordinates.”

“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU, NERD?!?”

Midoriya cursed, opening the door and running out of it as Bakugou’s steps got ever closer. “Space Warrior, can you hold off Dr. Four-Eyes for a little longer?”

“Yes!!”

“Alright,” Midoriya grinned, the coordinates already memorized in his head, “just hang in there!”

The ear piece quieted with a single click, and Midoriya turned his attention back to the footsteps growing louder behind him.

“.. I know you’re here, hero!!” Bakugou’s voice rang out against the metal walls, bouncing from corner to corner as Midoriya hid. “Don’t think I forgot about our last battle-you know the one! With Knuckles and Black Abyss!! They always were your favorite sidekicks… Such a shame.”

Midoriya gaped. Oh how DARE he mention my precious stuffed animals.

He waited a few moments; so long as he could get Bakugou close enough, then he’d be able to get a bit of surprise on him and attack. He wouldn’t be able to see him unless he turned the corner, so it wouldn’t be too hard.

The moment that Bakugou got close enough to the corner, Midoriya leaped out, slamming a well-timed punch into Bakugou’s face, knocking him to the floor. Midoriya grinned at his success, landing in a crouch and darting off into a sprint as soon as he could, but not before leaving a quick message behind him.

“KNUCKLES AND BLACK ABYSS WERE AMAZING. WAY BETTER THAN YOUR STUFFED ANIMALS EVER WERE!!”

He was already around the corner when Bakugou started raging.

Uraraka huffed as she ducked to the side, Iida narrowly missing her as he charged. She ducked underneath his outstretched arm, placing all five of her fingers on his armor before rolling on the ground to get away. Iida hit the wall, the sudden loss of weight from his costume making him unbalanced.

Come on…! Uraraka sprinted towards the bomb while Iida collected himself, stretching her hand forward to touch it.

“If you get the chance, go for the bomb. We don’t have to use the last part of the plan, we just need to win!”

She was only about a foot away from it when Iida pushed her aside, skidding along the floor and almost floating into the air from her quirk. Uraraka winced as she released her quirk, watching Iida nearly fall from th adjustment. “I wish we didn’t have to fight, Dr. Four-Eyes! Maybe in another world, we could have been friends… But, I just can’t let you and Dr. Explodious hurt all of those people!!” Uraraka shouted, grabbing onto the nearest pillar.

Iida scoffed at her from the other end of the room. “Ha.. A clever move, hero!! However, you could NEVER BEAT US-”

Then, of course, Iida got cut off by the ground exploding in front of them both.

Hell yeah, Deku-kun!

It didn’t take him too long to get to the center of the fourth floor, the sound of- my God he’s really mad this is so much fun -explosions following behind him.

Just hold on, Uraraka-san!!

Bakugou came raging around the corner behind him, explosions popping out of his palms and his face absolutely livid. “HOW DARE YOU INSULT MR. FLUFFY AND EXPLODO!! I’LL HAVE YOU KNOW THEY WERE THE FUCKING BEST!!”

Oooh he is so gonna kill me for this one. Midoriya grinned, coming to a stop in the middle of the hall. He sucked in a breath, cupping his hands around his mouth as he readied the final blow.

“Hey, Kacchan!”

Bakugou stopped for a moment, glaring at him like there was no tomorrow. “WHAT?!!”

He gulped. Here we go.

“I BET I’M STRONGER THAN YOU!”

That was the final straw.

“.... You…”

Shit.

“... fucking piece oF SHIT I’M GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU-”

Here we go.

Midoriya raised his arms in front of him as Bakugou blasted himself towards him, his face a look of pure and uncensored rage as he yelled.

“DIIIEEEEE!!”

An enormous explosion hurtled right at him, almost filling up the entire space with fire and smoke. Midoriya grit his teeth, grabbing onto what fire he could, opening his mouth and sending in his own mix of flames to gain a better control. He flashed a grin, catching Bakugou’s eyes just before he threw his arms down towards the floor.

All of the fire and smoke going with it.

Uraraka yelped when the ceiling suddenly exploded in a burst of orange and green flames, barreling right through the floor as well, thankfully keeping away from the bomb. Uraraka let out a breathless laugh, a nervous smile on her face. Way to go, Deku-kun!

Uraraka looked up at where a stunned Iida was staring at the large hole in the ground, the pillar beside her cracked right through the middle of it.

Oh, perfect.

She grabbed the pillar with both of her hands, sighing in relief when it’s weight lifted and she was able to grab it.

Iida looked up at her in shock, instantly back on high alert. “Wait-I won’t let you win-”

“Sorry Dr. Four-Eyes!” Uraraka smiled, swinging the pillar against all of the rubble still falling through the air. “But I’m not called Space Girl for NOTHING!!” The pillar smacked against the rubble,sending it all flying towards a poorly defended and shocked Iida.

“HOLD ON A SECOND-”

Uraraka jumped off the edge of the broken floor, tapping her thigh and making herself float until she was straight above the bomb. She grabbed onto it, practically hugging it with a sigh of relief. “I got it!!”

She grinned as All Might’s voice echoed throughout the building, announcing the winners of the round.

“HERO TEAM WINS!!”

Chapter Text

Earlier

All Might stepped back after turning on the speakers, curious as to why Midoriya wanted them on.

“What did you uh… change, All Might sensei?” He turned back, smiling down at one of his students. Kaminari, if he remembered correctly.

“Good question, young Kaminari!! Young Midoriya wanted me to turn the speakers on, so all of you could hear what is going on as well!” He answered, guestering his arm at the control panel.

Another one of his students, Yaoyorozu Momo, stepped up, a calm look on her face. “Perhaps he wanted us to har his plans? Learn something from it? If so, that would mean he is either trying to help us, or is just showing off.”

“Nah… I don’t think so.” Kirishima frowned, “He doesn’t seem like that kinda guy, ya know?”

Yaoyorozu crossed her arms under her chest, raising an eyebrow in Kirishima’s direction. “You’ve only just met him. There is no way you could know that about him.”

“We-well..”

“THERE YOU ARE!!”

The class jumped a bit at the sudden yell, immediately looking towards the monitors. The screen showed Midoriya, Uraraka, and Bakugou all in a hallway, with Bakugou launching towards the other two.

“Get down-!”

The class watched with growing excitement as the fight went on, marveling at the techniques. Then Midoriya called Bakugou Dr. Explodious. And that’s when the real fun began.

“WHAT?!? PFFT-”

“Oh my God-”

“... Are- Are they actually playing Heroes Vs Villains right now-”

“This is the most BEAUTIFUL thing I have EVER seen.”

“AHAHAHAHAHA-”

“Dr.- Dr. Four-eyes!!”

“DODGE MIDORI, DODGE!!”

“Look at them fight!! That fire is so fucking awesome!”

Similar shouts rang out, all of them bouncing on their feet in excitement and laughter, except for the few who were more calm.

“Those certainly are amazing attacks… And to do that while acting so… Dramatic..” Yaoyorozu mused, still watching the fight. “However, Uraraka-san made a mistake by outing herself with a laugh.”

All Might smiled. “Yes! Good observation, young Yaoyorozu!!”

“Thank you.”

“Hey hey hey!! What’s Midori doing?!” A girl with short, curly pink hair with two small horns on her head, black eyes instead of white, and magenta skin yelled out, shaking her fists up and down.

They all looked back at the screen, watching as Midoriya began to run, and hide inside an empty room.

“De-All Flame!! I found the room where the bomb is hidden, third floor, very middle room. I was hiding until now, Uh.. Dr. Four-Eyes found me..! Are we going to start the end of the plan now?” They heard Uraraka speak, and Midoriya sent a quick message back.

On the left monitor, they saw Bakugou beginning to near the room Midoriya was in, trying to lure him out.   “Don’t think I forgot about our last battle, you know the one! With Knuckles and the Black Abyss! They always were your favorite sidekicks… Such a shame!”

“... Wait.. What?” Someone whispered, confusion clear in their voice.

They saw Midoriya burst out of the room, fists clenched and anger on his freckled face. 

“KNUCKLES AND BLACK ABYSS WERE AMAZING . WAY BETTER THAN YOUR STUFFED ANIMALS EVER WERE!!”

Someone snorted.

Then all hell broke loose.

“... Oh mY GOD-”

“STUFFED ANIMALS. THEY PLAYED VILLAINS AND HEROES WITH STUFFED ANIMALS-”

“BAKUGOU HAD SOME TOO HOLY SHIT-”

“Honestly? Those names aren’t too bad for a probably 5-year old.”

“What even is this any more.”

“Holy crap he’s so MAD!!”

The screens showed Midoriya running form Bakugou towards the middle of the floor, with Bakugou screaming curses behind him. 

"HOW DARE YOU INSULT MR. FLUFFY AND EXPLODO, I'LL HAVE YOU KNOW THEY WERE THE BEST !!!"

“Oh sweet Lord I think I’m gonna burst a lung.”

“FLUFFY. FLUFFY!!”

All Might smiled wider as class 1-A laughed and watched in awe as Iida and Uraraka fought, and Bakugou finally neared Midoriya.

Ashido shot up with a grin. “What’s he gonna do? Is he gonna run away again?!”

Her question was answered when Midoriya spoke his final taunt, sending Bakugou in a flying fit of pure rage.

“Oh now that can’t be good.”

“Yeah. No one likes an angry Pomeranian.”

“Kaminari please-”

Shocked gasps spread throughout the room when Bakugou let forth a massive explosion, and Midoriya ‘caught’ it, and mixed in his own quirk, before sending it crashing into the ground.

 They started to crowd around the monitors, cheering and pumping their fists in the air as Uraraka secured the bomb, right after launching the newly made rubble across the room.

All Might leaned into the microphone, announcing who won just as Midoriya let go of his fire.

“HERO TEAM WINS!!”

More cheers erupted within the small audience, burst of laughter still ringing out.

“YEAAHH!! GO MIDORIYA!!”

“Did you see that huge explosion?! Bakugou is so strong!!”

“He managed to control that ENTIRE explosion, while making sure he didn’t destroy the building!! Holy shit!”

“THAT FIGHT WAS AMAZING!!”

“Were you guys watching Uraraka and Iida?! It was awesome!”

“I-I can’t..! The stuffed animals- I can’t!!”

“Uraraka is hot…”

All of their voices mashed together, becoming one big room of sound. That is, until one voice spoke up in the front.

“Oi… Is Midoriya okay?!” It was Kirishima, he was staring at the the middle monitor in concern. The cheers and shouts died down, everyone now also looking towards the screen,

All Might turned back to the screen, his smile faltering when he saw Midoriya wheezing on the ground, Bakugou hovering by his side, looking to the camera for help.

He hadn’t run that fast before.

The moment Izuku let go of his quirk, he fell to the ground, the exhaustion and pain of the fight finally settling in. He could feel his body starting to overheat, feel the burn of his overused quirk under his skin, sending searing pain all throughout his body. I must’ve not felt this through all of the adrenaline..!!

He felt like he was being burned from the inside out, and basically, he kind of was. The skin on his arms were also burned, worse than from the time at the quirk test. He curled in on himself, grunting when the pain increased.

I used my quirk too much… idiot..!! I got too caught up in the fight, and wasn’t thinking… That wasn’t very smart..! I underestimated the damage that One For All can do with my quirk, but I still don’t know why that happens… He could barely see Kacchan as he ran to his side, he couldn’t see his expression.

Ah… Maybe I’m using too much power…? Or maybe… Ugh….. “Kacchn.. Oerheat, buton..!” He managed to grunt out a small message through the pain, wincing his eyes shut.

Only a few seconds later, his entire body relaxed as the cooling system in his suit was activated, calming the burning under his skin and soothing the burns on his arms. He sighed in relief, slumping in someone’s arms. When did that happen..?

He opened his eyes just enough to see a person to the right of him, immediately recognizing Kacchan’s pale blonde hair. He gave a weak smirk. “Heh… My stuff’d animals are still… stronger…!”

He slipped into unconsciousness just as someone picked him up.

Recovery Girl wasn’t the least bit surprised when Midoriya, All Might, and Bakugou showed up at her door. Even less surprised when she saw the state Midoriya was in.

Goodness gracious boy…

“Here, get him onto the bed.” She wasted no time in setting up the scans, already reaching for the burn cream on her white shelf. “Tell me everything that happened."

Bakugou told her how Midoriya had overused his quirk, and after telling him she knew about One For All, he explained even more. 

Mixing the quirks together. Smart, but dangerous.

All Might had run back to the class, needing to continue with the lesson. That man puts too much pressure on himself. 

She had Bakugou lay Midoriya on the infirmary bed, and she set straight to work. She kissed his forehead, only using a bit of her quirk, not wanting to use all of his energy. The burns on his arms were light now, shit the same level as they were during the quirk test.

Recovery Girl rubbed burn cream over his arms, making sure to be gentle as she wrapped them in clean bandages. After putting in an IV in the crook of his arm, she turned to the still standing Bakugou.

"Well? You should head back to class shouldn't you?" 

He flinched a little, a look of surprise on his face before quickly being covered up by a calm neutral. "Yeah. The damn nerd will be fine." He sounded like he was reassuring himself. "When he wakes up, tell him he better not be late!!" Then he left. 

I swear, what am I gonna do with this boy?

All Might stood back in the monitor room, surveying the next round. His eyes stayed on the screen, but his mind was elsewhere.

I'll need to work with young Midoriya after this, I can't have him hurting himself like that each time he uses his quirk. Still…. Mixing together his quirks like that was so… cool!! All Might smiled wider as he felt a surge of pride flow through him at the thought of Midoriya's accomplishment.

He's grown so much in such a short time, but he still has so much to learn… And then there's young Bakugou as well… 

Almost like it was fate, the door in the back opened and in walked Bakugou, an eyebrow raised as everyone looked at him.

"What?"

"DUDE!! IS MIDORIYA OKAY?!?!"

"That fight was amazing!!! How did you do that kind of stuff!" 

"Did you and midoriya really used to play Heroes Vs Villains with stuffed animals?!"

"Is Deku-kun okay!?"

All Might could see Bakugou's eye starting to twitch, so he decided to get everyone's attention before a shouting match started.

"Now now everyone! Young Midoriya is in good hands, I'm sure he'll be back in no time!! So, let's get back to watching the rounds, yes?" He let out a sight sigh of relief when the class quieted and turned back to the monitors.

Young Todoroki, Shouji, Ojirou, and Hagakure were fighting. If you could really call it that. The round had ended seconds after Todoroki froze the entire building, securing the bomb without breaking a sweat.

Such amazing quirks… But there's something… off.. about that boy. Almost like he's in pain..

Shaking his head, he continued to smile as the class 'ooo'ed and 'awe'd.

O0o0o0o0o

Uraraka fidgeted near the corner of the room, concern flickering over her face as she shuffled her feet.

I hope Deku-kun's okay… He looked like he was in a lot of pain. And I wasn't able to help him either…. She shook her head, lightly slapping her cheeks as she scolded herself. No!! No thinking negative thoughts! You gotta be strong!

She mulled over her fighting, thinking over what she could have done better, if she could have gone anything else to help. She was broken out of her thoughts when Iida out his hand on his her shoulder, startling her.

"I-Iida-kun! You scared me!" She laughed, turning around to face him.

"Ah, sorry Uraraka-san! I came over to congratulate you on winning the round!" He smiled, fixing his glasses with his hand.

Uraraka stammered, waving her hands in front of her face as she protested. "No no!! I didn't really do much, it was all Deku-kun!"

Iida put a hand on his hip, his other arm swinging up and down like a robot. "Don't sell yourself short, Uraraka-san!! You did great all on your own! You were able to get away from me, and secure the bomb without any help!"

"T-thank you!! I promise I won't sell myself short again!" She blushed, smiling wide.

"That's the spirit!!"

"Sorry I'm late!! What did I miss?!"

Uraraka spun on her feet, her eyes widening in surprise and glee as she ran to hug the new voice.

"Deku-kun!! You're okay!!" 

Midoriya stumbled back from the hug, how face going cherry red as he stuttered for an answer. "U-Uraraka-san!! I- what?!"

Realizing just how close she was, Uraraka quickly stepped back, hey cheeks pink with embarrassment.

"Aha.. sorry about that! I was just worried.. Your are okay, right..? She asked, twiddling her thumbs.

He smiled, holding out his bandaged arms for her to see.

"Yup! I'm all good now!! Just light burns. Oh, and no hot foods for a day, which sucks." 

"I'm glad you're alright, Midoriya-san!!" Iida walked up, helmet tucked under his arm.

"Oh, Iida-kun! Good job during the practice, you all did great!!"

"Thank you."

Midoriya walked to join the rest of the class, blushing whenever someone complimented him on his fight. I hope I didn't miss too much… Good thing I remembered to bring my notebook!! 

He brought out his notebook, pencil at the ready as he watched the rounds go by, writing down any information he got, and jotting down his own ideas. 

"Todoroki-kun obviously has a strong quirk, but based on what I searched up, he should have another side to it. Is he holding back? Or are there side effects so bad that he rarely uses it? His ice side seems to freeze him over, does his, probably fire side, undo that? And Ashido-san's quirk is… something about making acid from her skin, so I wonder if she has a resistance to it? If she cupped her hands together with a small opening, could she make her about shoot father? How much damage does it do? Can it-"

"Deku, you're doing it again."

"Oh, sorry-"

"Are you writing notes?!?"

Midoriya jumped at least two feet in the air, completely used to people just ignoring him when he mumbled. Not for people to listen in.

“Oh-uh-I’m… Ahh-” He stuttered, searching for something to say, but no words were coming to mind. Thankfully, Bakugou took the lead.

“Yeah, he’s got about… What? Fourteen? Fifteen, notebooks? Yeah. It’s all analysis on quirks and heroes, I bet he’s already got about thirty pages for each of you already. Wouldn’t be surprised!”

Multiple rounds of ‘ooo’s and ‘awe’s went around, everyone started to get closer, trying to see the notes he took now that the latest fight was over. 

“Wow!? Midori, these are amazing!!”

“SO MUCH!!”

“Do you have anything written about me in there?!”

“Woooowww!!”

Midoriya blushed at the attention, a wobbly smile making its way onto his face as he showed everyone his notes, answering any questions and asking ones of his own. It was different but…. Fun. I could get used to this..!

“You’re amazing Deku-kun!” 

“Thank you!!”

Izuku finished up his notes just as everyone else left, the lesson over for the day. He was about to leave as well when All Might, in his true form, put a hand on his shoulder.

“Young Midoriya!” Izuku turned, smiling up at All Might.

“Did you need something, All Might?”

All Might returned the smile, his face brightening. “Not really, no. Well, I did want to ask you about the burns you got when using your quirk.”

Oh, right. “Ah, I’m still figuring that out actually. I’m almost completely sure that it’s because of One For All though. I think it’s… Kind of like how I broke my bones? My control of One For All is… A lot harder to do with my fire then it is with my body itself, so I think I’m putting too much into it. Um…. What do you think?” Izuku asked, already updating his own section in his notebook.

All Might put a hand on his sharp chin, a thoughtful expression on his face. “Hm.. Well, I wouldn’t know!!”

“... Huh..?”

All Might laughed. “It’s your body, young Midoriya, only you know how it feels to use One For All! And to me, what you said is very possible, I wouldn’t be surprised if it were true. So, without my help, I want you to train yourself on how to fix this!!”

Izuku nodded, a determined look in his eyes as he smiled. “Got it!!”

“Oh, young Midoriya?”

He turned back around from the door. “Yeah, All Might?”

“I’m proud of you.”

Izuku fought the urge to cry in front of his idol, instead choosing to give him a teary grin. “Thank you… All Might!!”

“Yagi Toshinori. That’s my real name.” All Might said, a fond look on his face.

“Okay…! See you later, All- Yagi-san!!”

I think I’m gonna like High School.

This is Midoriya in his costume!! Sorry I hadn't gotten this in last chapter, I forgot!!!!

(if the costume drawing is not showing up, it's because it disappeared again. This is the tenth time I've fixed it, so I just give up ;asfklh;kfgd apologies!)

Chapter Text

7:23am

“Excuse me!! What’s it like to be taught by All Might?!”

Hundreds of reporters had shown up at U.A’s gates after hearing of All Might’s new job at U.A.

“Oh-um… He’s very… Muscular!! Yeah!”

They’ve been there for about three days now, doing anything they can to get even a lick of information from both the students, and the staff.

“Hey!! You!! What do you think of All Might being a teacher?!”

They mostly bombarded the students as they came into the school.

Well, I think he is not only such a great person as a hero, but a very wonderful teacher and role model for us aspiring heroes here at U.A high-”

Quite annoying really.

“Hey, could you- Oh!! You’re the one kid from the sludge villain incident!!”

Izuku nearly jumped out of his skin, not having seen the female reporter come up from behind. “Uh… I have to get to class.. Sorr-”

“Come on!! Just one statement! I promise it’ll be fast! No worries!!” The reporter stepped closer, holding the microphone up to his face. More people crowded around him, cameras and flashes blocking his vision of the school as more people started yelling and asking questions.

“What’s All Might like?!”

“Is he a good teacher?!!”

“What do you know about him??!”

Izuku stepped back, only to bump into another male reporter, almost sending him into a panic. “Um- please, I-I have to go, uh-” He tried looking over the crowd of ever growing people, searching for any sign of Kacchan, or Uraraka and Iida for that matter. He couldn’t see anything with his shorter stature.

He started to panic, the noise from the reporters seeming to get louder, roaring in his ears. Just as he was about to call out for help, a tired, dead-pan voice rang in his ears.

“Oi!! Go harass someone else, you’re not getting any statements. And never try to bombard my students again.”

Izuku felt a strong arm grab his wrist, carefully dragging him out of the now quieter crowd. He nearly cried when he looked and saw Aizawa leading him towards the school gates, away from the panic.

Once they were inside, he could hear the sound of the U.A barrier closing, but he was more focused on calming himself down at the moment. They stopped walking, and Izuku took a moment to lean against the wall and just breathe.

“Hey, Midoriya, are you okay?” Aizawa kneeled in front of him, making sure to give him enough space.

He swallowed, feeling the panic finally fading as he took deep breaths, in and out. “Y-yeah… I think I’m alright now…”

Aizawa put a comforting hand on his shoulder, and it felt… Nice.

“Don’t worry about those reporters, I, or any of the other teachers, won’t let them get to you, okay?”

“... Okay.”

His eyes widened in surprise when Aizawa gave him a much less intimidating smile, slightly hidden behind his massive scarf. “Come on, I don’t want you to be late to class. I’ve got naps to take.” he ruffled his hair before turning around and walking inside the school, gesturing for him to follow.

“Y-yes sir!!”

Inside the classroom, Izuku had been greeted by a cheerful Uraraka, and then proceeded to sit behind Kacchan. Everyone was still getting ready for the school day, a few people still asleep on their desks. They woke up however, when Aizawa got out of his sleeping bag and walked up to the teacher’s podium.

“Alright, class…. Today we’ll be…..”

A pop quiz? Some other insane thing only Aizawa would have us do?!

“... choosing a class president.”

“A NORMAL SCHOOL ACTIVITY!!!” The class cheered, Kirishima even getting up on his desk. Kacchan just grumbled.

Instantly everyone raised their hand sky high, some even standing on chairs, shouting how they should be the class president.

“Pick me!!”

“This job was obviously made for me-”

“I’LL DO YA GOOD!”

“I promise all girls will show thirty-centimeter of thigh!”

“AAAAAAAAAAHHHHHHHH!”

Until one voice shouted louder than the rest.

“Everyone!! We should do a vote! Leading many people is a task of responsibility, but ambition does not equal ability!!” Iida shouted, his glasses glinting in the sunlight. “This sacred office demands the trust of it’s constitutes…! If this is to be a democracy… Then I propose we choose our president by election!!”

“Your hand is raised the highest out of all of us!!”

Izuku quietly fumbled with his pencil, not quite sure who to vote for. That Yaoyorozu girl would be good… But I don’t know her well enough. Iida would be a good leader as well… I know who I’m gonna vote for though.

Izuku handed in his vote, smiling as he waited to see the results.

Midoriya- 5

Yaoyorozu- 2

Bakugou- 2

Iida- 1

Ojirou- 1

Hagakure- 1

Minoru- 1

Rikido Satou- 1

Izuku’s soul almost left his body that day. "Fi-five votes?!? How?!?" He stood up at his desk, shock evident on his face.

"HOW THE HELL DID DEKU GET FIVE VOTES?!! HOW DID I ONLY GET TWO!!?" Bakugou yelled, mini explosions popping in his hands.

While the rest of the class either cheered or groaned, or yelled for that matter, Izuku was trying to figure out who had voted for him. I don't really know everyone very well…. So the first few people I can think of would be….. Uraraka-san!! He turned to look at Uraraka, and she looked the other way, whistling. ….. Too obvious, Uraraka-san.

The only other person he could think of would be Iida, but no one else came to mind. Maybe Kirishima, but he couldn't be sure. 

Taking a deep breath, Izuku walked up to the front of the class, Yaoyorozu at his side.

"I-I have no idea how I got that many votes but… thank you!!" He bowed, trying to calm his stuttering. "I shall do my best to be a good class president!" 

He smiled as the class cheered, and laughed a bit at the look of anger on Kacchan's face.

Izuku sat with Uraraka and Iida at lunch, making idle chit chat as they ate. 

"Oi, damn nerd. Skoot over!" 

Izuku nodded, moving to the side as Bakugou sat down, already sprinkling his own spices onto his lunch. "I honestly don't know how you survive eating like that. I'm starting to think you're fire proof."

"You're just weak."

"Sure, Kacchan."

Izuku snorted at Uraraka and Iida's dumbfounded expressions as they watched Bakugou eat his incredibly spicy food.

"How the hell…." Uraraka slowly put down her chopsticks, suddenly not in the mood to eat anymore.

"You get used to it."

".... Uh-huh.." He laughed again.

A few minutes passed when Tsuyu and Kirishima joined them at the table. 

"So, Mr. Class-Prez," Kirishima jokingly said, leaning forward on his elbow as he looked at Midoriya, "what do you think of your new position?"

Izuku have him a deadpan stare, still eating his rice. "You voted for me, didn't you."

".... Well I voted RIGHT!!"

"Ugh… why would you vote for me..!!" He put his head in his arms, and Uraraka parted his shoulder as Bakugou snickered.

Tsuyu put a finger on hey frog-like mouth, speaking before Kirishima or anyone else could open their mouths. "We voted for you because you seem like you'd be good for the position. You had good strategies during the battle training, and were able to stay calm while in the heat of battle. Not to mention that you're very nice and humble. Oh, and Mina-chan voted for you as well." 

Izuku blinked in shock, mouth opening and closing without any sounds coming out. He began to blush, stammering out thank yous as Uraraka, Iida, and Kirishima nodded along to what Tsuyu said. 

"T-thank you, Tsuyu-san..!"

"Call me Tsu-chan."

"Ah…"

Uraraka giggled, getting back to get food. "Ahh!!! Even the cold here are pro heroes! The food is so good~!"

Iida smiled, agreeing with her statement. "Yes, Lunch Rush is quite an extraordinary cook!" 

"....." 

Iida frowned, confused at his friend's silence. "Is there something wrong…?"

Izuku shook his head. "Oh, no. I just don't think I've ever seen you smile before!"

Iida moved his arms in shock. "W-what?!? I can assure you that I smile plenty!!" 

Uraraka grinned, having realized something about Iida. "Hey, Iida-kun, are you a rich boy?"

Tsuyu nodded, "I bet he is. He speaks very properly." 

"No wonder he acts like such an elite ass." Bakugou scoffed, shoving another spoonful of spicy curry into his mouth.

"Wh-what?!? Well-" Iida stuttered, trying and failing to protest their claims.

"No wonder you always looked so familiar!! You're Ingenium's brother aren't you?!"

Iida cleared his throat, standing up from his seat. "Yes!! I am the younger brother of the 

pro hero Ingenium!!"

"He's not even trying to hide it now!"

"I've looked up to my brother all my life, he's why I want to become a hero!" Iida put this hand on his chest, a proud smile on his face.

Kirishima cheered, pumping his fist in the air at Iida's small speech. "SUPER MANLY BRO!!"

Just as Izuku opened his mouth to say something, an alarm blared throughout the cafeteria.

'EERRR EERRR EERRR. Please evacuate the building safely, this is a level three alarm. Please evacuate the building safely...'

He jumped in his seat, the others at the table doing the same. People started panicking, rushing to get out of the cafeteria. They all crowded at the exit, pushing and running.

"What's going on?!" Izuku yelled, getting on top of the table to avoid being pushed aside, his friends doing the same. 

An upperclassman yelled back to them, panic clear on his face. "Someone has entered the school!! This has never happened within my three years of being here!!" He took off Right after he was done. 

They tried to get through the crowd, staying near the sides to avoid getting crushed. 

Uraraka got pushed through the panicking students, separated from Iida and Kirishima. He couldn't see Bakugou or Tsuyu over the heads of people. Curse his short height.

Someone shoved him, ending with him getting stuck against the glass window, showing him outside of the school. 

His eyes widened as he saw the cause for the alarm at the front entrance. 

It's the press..!!

He had to let everyone know, so they wouldn't panic anymore, but how?!

Izuku looked around himself, searching for any way to get higher in the air. By pure luck, he spotted Uraraka in the crowd.

He reached his hand out, gaining her attention as he got closer. "Uraraka-san!! Make me float!" 

She did as she was told, touching his hand with all five fingers, making him start to float in the air.

Once he was high enough in the air, he took a deep breath and activated his quirk.

Emerald flames, bright and beautiful, spread through the air. High enough as to not hurt anyone, yet low enough to gain everyone's attention.

"PLEASE LISTEN!!" Izuku yelled, letting his fire die out once everyone stopped running and pushing. "IT'S JUST THE PRESS!! THERE IS NO NEED TO PANIC! Please return to the cafeteria safely, you could hurt someone!!" 

Multiple sighs of relief sounded throughout the large hall as everyone started to head back, and there were many who cheered and clapped after Izuku finished speaking.

"Deku-kun, I'm gonna lower you down now, okay?" He looked down at Uraraka, nodding to her as she released her quirk.

Once he was down on the ground again, Iida, Kirishima, Tsuyu, and Bakugou ran over, each of them a little frazzled. 

"Man, that was pretty crazy,  wasn't it?" Kirishima said to each of them, a toothy smile on his bright face. "But then Midoriya went up there and got everyone's attention, it was hella manly!!"

They all laughed as he stuttered out a thank you, heading back to eat.

Yet, the entire way, he couldn't help but feel like he was missing something.

Something big.

Nedzu stood in front of the U.A barrier. 

Or what was left of it anyways.

The reason the press had managed to get inside the school, was because something, someone , had crumbled the barrier to dust. Completely.

“Why do you think they did it, Principle-san?”

Nedzu turned to face the heroes behind him, looking up to their serious faces. “This wasn’t done by some msimple reporter. Someone instigated this. Did an Evil-doer slip in? Or…..” He turned back to the crumbled mess of a barrier.

.

.

“Are they trying to wage some type of greater war ...?”

Chapter Text

“P-please enter the bus peacefully, try not to crowd the door, we don’t want people being pushed around!!” Midoriya silently praised himself for not stuttering too much as he entered the bus last, a small smile gracing his lips.

He sat down next to Uraraka and Iida, Bakugou begrudgingly sitting next to them. Kirishima and Tsuyu sat across from them. “So, are you guys excited?”

Uraraka grinned brightly, almost bouncing in her seat. “Yes!! I’ve been waiting for so long to do this type of stuff!!” Beside her, Iida raised his hand in agreement, an excited smile on his mature face.

“I’d like to be able to test myself on this, I want to see how well I can do!”

Bakugou smirked. “I’ll fucking beat ALL of you losers though, you won’t even come close to being better than me!!”

“Kacchan!! That’s rude!”

“Don’t fucking call me Kacchan.”

“But it’s fun!”

“No it isn’t.”

“Then why do you call me Deku?”

“.... Fair enough.”

Earlier That Day

“Okay, class. For today’s basic hero training….. This time, All Might, myself, and one other hero will be supervising.” Aizawa spoke tiredly, and Izuku’s about ninety percent sure that he’s always tired.

This time…? Does that mean this class is special? Izuku wondered, tilting his head. The boy behind him, Sero, raised his hand.

“Um, what will we be doing for this!?”

Aizawa grunted behind his scarf, holding up a card. “Preparing you for disaster relief and such… Rescue training.”

“Rescue training!!” Izuku, along with the rest of his class, cheered. He could almost swear Uraraka’s eyes were literally sparkling.

His classmates immediately started chatting about what they were going to do, some complaining about how it’ll be a rough time, and others giving yells of enthusiasm. Aizawa’s eyebrow twitched.

He glared at all of them, sending a shiver down Izuku’s spine. “Hey, I’m not done yet.” Aizawa pressed a button on a small remote, cases filled with their hero costumes sliding out of the wall. “It’s up to you whether or not you want to wear your costume, it doesn’t really matter for this lesson. We’ll be going by bus. That’s all, get ready.” And with that, he left the room.

“Ahhhh!! I’m so freakin’ PUMPED!!” Kirishima yelled, rushing to get his costume on, the majority of the class following behind him.

Izuku grinned, quickly packing up his stuff, grabbing his newly-fixed costume before walking over to a waiting Bakugou.

“Oi, nerd.”

Izuku paused in his steps. “Yeah?”

“That… quirk of yours, do you have that figured out yet?” He knew exactly what he meant.

“Yeah I… I think I’ve got it mostly figured out. I’ve just gotta train it now.” He sent him a reassuring smile, only receiving a light scoff in return.

“Whatever, just don’t fucking hurt yourself again, dumbass.”

“Okay Kacchan!”

Present Time

Kaminari idly talked with Kirishima, easily becoming friends with the red-haired boy. He was just about to crack another joke when he looked towards where Midoriya was sitting, a funny thought popping into his head.

“Hey… Midoriya!”

The freckled boy turned his attention towards him, pausing momentarily in his conversation with Iida. “Yes, Kaminari-san?”

He grinned, eyes narrowing in amusement. “You know, if you think about it, you’re kinda like a piece of broccoli!!”

Midoriya sat there for a few seconds, blinking as he tried to understand what Kaminari said. “I’m… what?”

Bakugou burst into laughter from beside him, holding onto his stomach as more of the class started to laugh, shouts of ‘I totally see it!!’ and other similar lines sounding throughout the bus.

“He’s-” another laugh, “-he’s completely right!! You’re a short stack of broccoli-!!” Bakugou burst into another fit of laughter as Midoriya stammered out words of disbelief.

“Wha- huh?! How!?! ” He gawked, feigning mock-hurt when Uraraka started to giggle. “ Traitor.”

“S-sorry, Deku-kun! But your hair really does make you look a piece of broccoli!!”

Kaminari yelled in triumph, grinning at Kirishima who was laughing beside him. Midoriya put a hand in his hair, grumbling lines of protest. “It’s not broccoli…”

Bakugou snorted. “It so is.” Midoriya gasped dramatically.

“Oh!! Betrayed by my closest friend…!! How the universe hates me so…” He placed a hand on his chest, his other arm raising high into the air as he continued his performance. “The pain is too much…! Whatever shall I do?!”

Uraraka stood up from beside him, puffing out her chest and stretching her arm towards Midoriya.

“Do not fret, my friend!! I shall never betray you like that scum, Bakugou-kun!!” She shouted, earning several cheers from their classmates.

Bakugou squawked in rage, pointing an angry finger in Uraraka’s direction. “How DARE you accuse me of being scum , when Deku can’t even handle a simple insult!! I request a duel! The winner shall be the mightiest of warriors, and the one who loses shall become the scum of this kingdom!!”

“No, please Uraraka-san! Do not fight for me!!” Midoriya gracefully stood up, wiping a fake tear from his eye as he gently placed a hand on her shoulder. “This is my fight… One that has been put aside for too long..!!”

He turned a fierce glare towards Bakugou, quickly drawing out a black marker from one of his pockets on his belt. “Now!! Face me fair and square, king of the dragon tribe! For our friendship has been broken!”

Bakugou smirked, grabbing a black marker that Mina held out to him. “Fine then, ruler of the Broccoli Kingdom! I shall win this duel!!” 

The class erupted in cheers and shouts, some other even standing up and holding onto the bus’ poles. Kaminari shuddered a bit when Aizawa turned around from the driver’s seat and glared at him. 

Midoriya swiftly uncapped the marker, taking a swipe towards Bakugou’s face. He stepped back just in time, quickly striking Midoriya’s arm, leaving a large black line.

“Ah! How dare you!!” Midoriya ducked below Bakugou’s next attack, straightening up and putting a squiggle on his forehead before retreating.

He stumbled in the tight space, letting out a squeak as he fell back, his marker falling out of his hands.

Bakugou immediately snatched the opening, holding Midoriya down by his arms as he doodled all over his face. Managing to get halfway done with a broccoli drawing before Midoriya pushed him off, regrettably admitting defeat.

Everyone on the bus cheered and clapped, Mina even jumping up and down. Even Iida was clapping.

“How the heck do you do that?!”

“Forget the battle training, THAT was the most beautiful thing I’ve ever seen!!”

“T-that was basically an entire play!! How do you just come up with that stuff on the spot!?”

“And Uraraka too!! She just… Joined in with it!!”

Midoriya blushed, an embarrassed smile on his face as he wiped off the marker on his cheeks and forehead, including his arm. “Haha… Me and Kacchan used to do this kind of stuff all the time when we were kids, so it’s just a second skill now for us…”

“And a damn good one too!! Especially when I win!”

Kaminari laughed. “Sure, Bakugou.”

“WHAT’S THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN, PIKACHU?!?” Kaminari wheezed.

“Pikachu-”

The rest of the bus ride continued in a similar fashion, Midoriya or Aizawa occasionally stepping in when things got too crazy. After a bit, they arrived.

Midoriya stepped off the bus, fixing the knot in his laces before heading in the large dome-shaped building with the rest of his class. Once he walked inside, he gasped at just how massive it was.

They walked into a large flat area, a color ark standing above the staircase leading down into the middle area of the place. The building was divided into what looked like six sections, each with their own purpose. One was a massive water area, with a large slide/thingy that had large boulders and rocks sliding down into the water. A small ship rested on the water. Another had a huge hill to the side, with what looked to be a mud-slide. There was a fire area, cliff area, storm, and earthquake area.

Wow…. Midoriya gaped, his eyes wide in amazement. It’s ginormous…! Like Universal Studios Japan!!

He could hear the rest of his class speaking in awe, but his attention was more focused on the hero in front of him.

The Space Hero: Thirteen!!

“The flood zone.. Mud-slide zone… Conflagration zone… Etc. It has every disaster you could possibly imagine! I built it myself! I call it…. The Unforeseen Simulation Joint!!”

So it really is USJ!!

Thirteen’s costume consisted of a large space-suit, with a round glass black helmet going over their head. Their fingers were covered in gloves, and on the tips were something like… caps, that could open and close.  The only thing not space-like were their tennis shoes.

Midoriya let his hero knowledge take over, going into an instant review of the hero. “It’s the Space Hero, Thirteen!! They're a kind pro who does his best work in rescue!!”

“Ahhhh!! I love Thirteen!!” Uraraka bounced up and down, excitement clear on her face. She looked like she’d died and gone to heaven. 

Midoriya perked up when Aizawa walked up to Thirteen, whispering something he couldn’t hear. Wasn’t Yagi-san supposed to be here too..? Thirteen held up three fingers, and suddenly he understood.

Three fingers… Three hours..! The news reports of All Might running around, helping with crime.. He used up his time limit!! He shook his head in exasperation.

Thirteen faced them once more, holding up a couple of fingers as they spoke. “Before we start… I do have a couple of points to make! Or three… four.. Five…. Six…”

That’s a lot of points….. Izuku nervously thought.

“Anyways! As I’m sure you all already know, my quirk is called Black Hole!” Thirteen spoke, and Uraraka nodded her head so fast it start to blur. “Even though I’ve used this quirk in many rescues…. My power could easily kill. I have no doubt that there are some of you with dangerous quirks as well.”

Midoriya looked down at his own hands as Thirteen talked, the hero’s words playing through his head. My power… One mistake of control, and I could blow someone to smithereens…. Or burn them to ashes.. But that’s why-

“-You will learn how to utilize your quirks to save lives! Your powers are not meant to inflict harm. I hope you leave here today with the understanding that you are meant to help people. That is all!” Thirteen bowed as Midoriya clapped, with Iida shouting chants of ‘bravo!’ next to him.

“Woohoo, Thirteen!! They're so awesome!!”

Aizawa leaned against the railing, his face still half-hidden behind his scarf. “Okay so, first off lets-” He was cut off by the sound of shattering glass as all of the lights inside the dome building broke, shadowing the area.

“What the-”

Midoriya’s eyes widened in horror as he watched a swirling purple mist spread throughout the center area, until it was bigger than All Might himself. He almost stepped back when a pale, dirty white hand began to stick out from the mist, a face following soon after.

Is that… a disembodied hand on his face?! Oh God there’s more appearing..!!

Midoriya didn’t need to look twice to know what was happening.

“EVERYONE, GET BACK!!”

He didn’t even need to think.

“Is the lesson already starting, like at the entrance exam…?”

Those people are….

“NO!! THESE ARE VILLAINS!”

The class gasped, shock and fear starting to bleed onto their faces as they realized what was happening.

“Villains?!”

“How’d they get in here!!?”

“What kind of villains would be dumb enough to go into a hero school!?!”

Yaoyorozu stepped forward, her brows furrowed. “Aren’t there intruder sensors…?!”

Thirteen pushed her back, keeping the class from moving forward. “Yes…!! Of course there are!”

“Are they only here? Or are they at the main building as well..? One way or another, one of their quirks is keeping the alarms from going off.”

Midoriya put a hand over his mouth, thinking about why the villains came here. “This place is far from the campus… And they came when there would be few people here… I don’t think they’re as dumb as they seem, they have to have some kind of goal here!!”

Aizawa put on his goggles, already activating his quirk. It was then that Midoriya finally knew what hero Aizawa was. “Thirteen, start evacuating the students!! And try contacting the school, one of the villains must be using some type of electricity quirk to jam the sensors. Kaminari, try using your quirk to call the school as well!”

“O-okay!”

Just as Aizawa was about to head down towards the villains, Midoriya called out to him. “W-wait!! You can’t fight them alone! As Eraser Head, your fighting style is erasure of their quirk and then a quick capture… Head-on battle is..!”

“Midoriya, no good hero is a one-trick pony.” Aizawa started running down the stairs, his capture scarf floating around him. “Thirteen!! Take care of them!”

Midoriya watched in fear as his teacher ran down to fight the mass of villains, itching to go and help. 

"Midoriya-san!! Hurry, we have to evacuate!" Iida yelled, waving his have towards him. 

He hesitated for a moment, before finally turning to leave. "Right-"

He didn't get the chance to finish his sentence.

"Now, now… where are you trying to go..?" He felt his muscles tense, his fist clenching as the large black mist from earlier appeared in front of them.

It grew in size, spreading until it blocked the view of the exit. Two bright yellow lights appeared near the top of it, above a metal… chest-plate thing with an open front. Now that he thought about it, those yellow lights were probably it's eyes. He hadn't realized it had spoken before until it's cold voice rang out once more. 

"We are the League Of Villains…. And we have come here to kill All Might… The Symbol Of Peace..!!" The thing-going by the time of voice, probably a man- narrowed it's eyes, a threatening aura radiating from them. “He does not seem to be here.. Was his schedule changed?”

"What?!? How did you guys get in here?!!" Kirishima shouted, his quirk activating as his skin hardened like a rock.

Bakugou stepped forward. "You dumb mother fucker!! You're a stupid piece of shit if you think we're gonna let you do that!!" 

"WAIT-!!" Thirteen yelled, trying to call Bakugou and Kirishima back as they jumped forward, arms outstretched and ready to attack. Bakugou let loose an explosion, and Kirishima tried punching the mist. However, it did no damage.

“Well…. That was close.” The mist villain quickly spread all around them, encircling them in a dome of darkness. “I forgot to say, we’re also here to slowly torture you to death.”

Midoriya panicked, quickly moving to push Uraraka out of harm's way, right before he felt himself be grabbed by the mist, and tugged into the darkness.

“Deku-kun-!”

Izuku opened his eyes to see himself falling down, right above the water section in USJ.

Falling..? OH FUCK-

He braced his arms in front of him as he broke the water’s surface, water flooding into his ears. He clamped his mouth shut before any water could enter, already looking around himself and his surroundings. That mist villain teleported us…. It has to be some kind of portal quirk!!

He was about… maybe 15 feet deep in the water, with the ship right above him. Oh, and the villains swimming right towards him.

……

Wait-

Izuku flailed, quickly starting to swim upwards as fast as he could, boosting himself with One For All in his arms and legs. The villains came closer, all of them with some kind of fish-like trait on their skin. Must be their quirks…  

Just before one of them managed to grab him, he felt something wrap around his midsection, suddenly pulling him up towards the surface of the water. Izuku searched for whatever was pulling him, a few bubbles of air escaping him. He looked behind him and saw Tsuyu pulling him up with her long frog-like tongue, holding Mineta in her arms as well. 

They broke the surface, and Tsuyu gently placed Izuku onto the ship, unwrapping her tongue from around him. Mineta rubbed his head against Tsuyu’s chest, smiling. “For a frog… Your boobs are pretty big…”

She threw him onto the ship.

Izuku took a deep breathe, taking a second to relax. “T-thank you… Tsuyu-san.”

Tsuyu tilted her head, climbing onto the ship. “Call me Tsu-chan. Kero.”

Izuku put a hand over his mouth, thinking about what the mist villain had said. “They know our schedule.. Which means they must’ve been the cause of the press incident yesterday.... They probably took the schedule there…. This attack was planned.”

Mineta frowned, punching his fists in the air. “But there’s no way they could ever kill All Might!! He’s the strongest hero there is! He’ll blow them away once he gets here!!”

“Mineta-kun... “ Tsuyu stared at the small boy with a deadpan expression. “They obviously have a way to kill All Might. Otherwise, why come here just to lose? I wouldn’t put it past them, that guy did say he would kill us too. And if All Might does show up… Who is to say he won’t die? And if he doesn’t, we’ll probably die.”

Mineta started to shake, nervous sweat going down his face. He latched onto Izuku’s arm, pointing a shaking finger in Tsuyu’s direction. “Mi-Mi-Midoriya!! What the heck is wrong with her?!”

“Calm down, Mineta-kun! As class president, and as a friend, I’m not gonna let any of the villains harm you guys. Okay?” Izuku crouched down in front of Mineta, giving him a reassuring smile.

“O-okay..”

“Now..” He walked over to the railing, peering over at the group of villains surrounding the ship.

“What are we gonna do here?”

Chapter Text

Izuku peered over the railing, mind running a mile a minute as he watched the villains circle around the ship. I don’t think they know about our quirks… Otherwise, why would they wait to attack? We can use this to our advantage… Somehow.

“Okay, can you both explain your quirks to me? I’ll tell you about mine as well.” Izuku turned back to his classmates, waiting for their answer.

Tsuyu went first, putting a finger to her mouth. “Alright, kero. My quirk is basically that I have a lot of frog traits. My tongue can stretch about twenty meters, I can easily climb walls, and I’m able to move really fast in water. Oh, I can also spit out my stomach and clean it with a light acid, but the acid only stings a little.”

Mineta blushed. “...Acid?” Tsuyu slapped him with her tongue.

“Okay. My quirk is called Emerald Flare. I’m able to both create, and breathe fire at my own will. I can also manipulate it to a very high level, and can even adjust the heat of the fire. And as you’ve seen before, I can make it so the fire boosts my physical traits, and make me stronger, faster, etc.” Izuku nodded towards Mineta, motioning for him to start. We have to hurry…

He almost fell back when the ship suddenly lurched back, concern growing on his face when he saw the large cut running through the middle of the ship. Yeah… Really hurry!!

Mineta shook a little before putting on a blank face, taking off one of the ‘balls’ of hair on his head. “Um… My quirk is called Pop Off! These things on my head can come off and grow back instantly, and they’re super sticky!! But they don’t stick to me. And the stickiness depends on my mood too, if I’m having a bad day, these babies can stay on you for days!!”

Quickly formulating a plan in his head, Izuku wasted no time in explaining what to do.

“Alright guys, here’s what we’ll do for this… Okay?” Tsuyu and Mineta listened closely as he talked, and once he was done, the plan started.

He walked up to the railing once more, standing on top of it. A nervous smile grew on his face. Well… When in doubt, act like Kacchan!!

“AHHHHHH!! I’M GONNA KICK ALL OF YOUR ASSES!!” Izuku leapt off of the ship, his fire licking off his skin as he readied a punch. He threw his arm forward, grinning as the blast of air created a mini whirlpool in the water, causing the villains to panic as they were pulled in.

“Ahh!! What the hell?!”

Tsuyu immediately jumped, grabbing Izuku with her tongue and holding Mineta in her arms as they fled. He could hear Mineta screaming something in the background, but the wind was roaring too loud in his ears for him to decipher it.

For now, he was just glad they were safe.

Ochako stood on shaky legs, slowly looking around to see who was left after the misty villain person had teleported everyone away. Iida had escaped, Shouji, ummm… Sero, Mina, and Rikido!! That’s not very much…

She shook her head, once more focusing on the villain in front of her. It had sent her friends away without a second thought… And now it’s still blocking the exit!! Not only that… But Thirteen, her hero, is down for the count after the villain had attacked him, leaving him unconscious. At Least Iida managed to escape okay...

She closed her eyes in a silent plea … What am I going to do?! All Might, please!!

As Izuku, Tsuyu, and Mineta walked through the shallow water safely, he thought back on what happened at the main entrance. I hope everyone’s okay… How many people got teleported away like us? Are they alright? Are they fighting villains as well? Is that mist villain still there? What about Uraraka-san? And Iida-kun? Did anyone manage to get out? Oh, and Aizawa-sensei, he must still be fighting all those villains, I hope he’s okay… I’m glad we got out of there okay, it could’ve been much worse. I’m just glad that seven percent of One For All was enough…

“Midoriya-chan, stop it.”

“O-oh. Sorry.” He hadn’t even realized he was talking out loud. 

“So, what are we going to do now? We can’t possibly leave with that portal villain still here.” Tsuyu asked, a blank stare on her face as she looked to Izuku.

He lowered his head a bit, slowing his pace once they reached the edge of the plaza. “Uh.. You’re right, I don’t think we can leave, that would be too easy. But we should try to help as much as we can.” He pointed to the middle of the plaza, where Aizawa was fighting. “Aizawa-sensei is still fighting… He may be holding off the villains for now, but I know he won’t be able to do that forever. Not even he can fight for that long against so many. He jumped in to protect us.”

Mineta shuddered at the implication, fear taking over him once more. “Mi-Midoriya… Don’t tell me you’re that stupid..!!”

“No no!! I’m not saying we should run right in. I’m not going to underestimate these villains so much as to think that we can beat them so easily. I’m just saying that if things get really rough, we could go in and help sensei by taking out the weaker villains!” he paused for a moment. “Of course, you guys don’t have too!! I don’t want you to be in danger after all…”

Tsuyu shook her head, once again smacking Mineta who had made a perverted comment once again. “No, it’s okay, Midoriya-chan. If we must fight, we will.”

He smiled, a determined gleam in his eyes.

Landslide Area

Bakugou finished up beating the most recent small-fry villain he had found, wiping some fallen dust off from his shoulder. “Fucking small-fry… The hell do they think they are?” He grumbled, looking around the ruined and cracked building.

Kirishima stood next to him, a bright grin on his face. “I don’t know!! But I sure do hope everyone else is okay… Do you think so?”

Bakugou scoffed, kicking a stray rock on the ground. “If any one of those extras was beat by one of these weaklings, then they don’t deserve to be in the hero course. A fucking baby could beat these villains!”

Kirishima let out a nervous laugh at the angry look on Bakugou’s face, rubbing the back of his neck. “Haha… Yeah, I guess you’re right. I’m still worried though. Two of those villains looked like they were really strong ...”

“Whatever. I’ll still crush them.” Bakugou smirked, launching an explosion at another villain that had tried to sneak up on him.

“Right!!” Kirishima beamed, pumping a fist in the air. “Still, I didn’t know you could be so…. Not screamy.”

Bakugou blinked, only a second going by before he raged. “WHAT THE HELL IS THAT SUPPOSED TO MEAN, WEIRD HAIR?!?!”

“Oh!! There it is!”

“FUCK YOU!!”

Kirishima laughed again, turning to head to the exit of the building. “Let's get out of here though, I wanna see if everyone is truly alright!!”

“Ugh… Fine..”

Plaza

Aizawa was doing fine. He was doing fantastic, really. Other than the fact that he’s currently fighting over a hundred villains who just keep appearing, he has no idea if his students are okay or not, All Might isn’t here, he can’t call for help, and he’s getting tired.

So maybe he isn’t fantastic right now.

But that doesn’t matter. What matters is him defeating these villains who dared to cross him and attack his student, and then getting all of his students together and safe. If only he could do that. 

“Twenty-three seconds…”

Speaking of which,

“... Twenty-two seconds..”

He has a boss to beat.

The hand villain- the one with all of the weird hands on his body- ran towards him, hand outstretched as he muttered numbers under his breath. Aizawa directed his quirk towards him, cancelling out his quirk as he launched his capture-weapon towards him.

The villain continued running forward, catching his scarf in his hand, still mumbling numbers. Aizawa frowned, blinking behind his goggles as he gained speed, ducking low as he came closer to the villain. 

“So, you’re the boss huh?” Aizawa yanked his scarf backwards, causing the villain to jerk forward, leaving an opening. He quickly struck a blow to his stomach, blinking once again and turning off his quirk.

Handy Man- Aizawa decided to call him- dropped his head low, talking with a raspy voice. “It’s hard to notice but… There’s a time when your hair falls down.” Aizawa tried to pull back, but the villain grabbed his elbow in a tight grip, preventing him from escaping. “Every time you finish a move. And the time in between keeps getting shorter.”

Aizawa’s eyes widened in pain and shock when his elbow began to crumble , flaking away from where the villain touched him, leaving the raw flesh underneath exposed. 

“Are you getting tired, Eraser Head?”

“Tch!!” Aizawa grit his teeth, sending a hard punch at the villain’s face before jumping back. He swiftly downed another two weaker villains, slamming them against each other with his scarf. My elbow disintegrated… Well, now I at least know his quirk now.

“Your quirk isn’t suited for long battles… Is it? You specialize in quirk sneak attacks.” Handy Man slowly stood up, still talking. Aizawa glared at him. “And yet… You jumped right into this fight, just to protect your students.”

Aizawa could feel sweat drip down his forehead as more villains approached him, his elbows stinging in burning pain as he fought.

“Oh right… I’m not the boss here, hero .”

“What-” He didn’t get any time to react as a large, dark hulking figure appeared beside him, one of the first, deadly, main villains to have appeared. 

He didn’t even get the chance to blink.

“What… The…”

Izuku couldn’t breathe.

“... Hell?”

All he could do was watch in frozen horror as the giant, black, bird-like villain slammed his teacher against the cement floor, crushing his arm at the elbow and pinning him down.

The other villain was saying something, but he couldn’t hear him, all he could hear was the blood roaring in his ears as his teacher’s other arm was snapped like a twig, his head slammed into the ground, a puddle of blood beginning to form from under his teacher’s head. The hand villain was controlling it. That ... thing .

Blood.

The mist villain had appeared next to the hand guy, saying something to make him angry, but Izuku wasn’t paying attention to all that. No, he was paying attention on where to attack as he kicked off the ground and towards the villain who was controlling that monster who hurt his teacher.

He ran with all his might.

Izuku must’ve caught the villain by surprise, because he managed to land a flaming punch right on his jaw in seconds without any resistance, causing the villain to go flying across the plaza. He landed a bit away from where Aizawa lay unconscious- broken - on the ground, the bird-like villain with it’s brain showing in it head still standing over him.

He could feel flames building up in his body, the green fire licking at his arms and hands. He took in deep breaths, watching with abrupt attention as the hand villain slowly staggered up, scratching at his neck.

The mist villain swiftly moved to his side, his yellow eyes flaring. “Shigaraki… I think it would be best to leave-”

“SHUT UP!!” The villain, now identified as Shigaraki, yelled, scratching his neck till the point of bleeding. “That brat… That BRAT punched me…! He thinks he can beat me. I’m not leaving until I see him dead. Nomu.”

Izuku jumped back as soon as the word was muttered, just barely dodging the muscled arm of the bird-thing. I guess it’s called Nomu, whatever that means.

He launched forward, aiming for the Nomu’s chest, One For All burning in his veins along with emerald fire flaring over his fist. He narrowed his eyes when the punch landed, sending a rippling wave through the air. Izuku gasped when he saw the damage. 

Or, lack of.

The Nomu was entirely unharmed, not a scratch on it’s inky black skin where Izuku had punched it. That… That was All Might’s power…. How did- He didn’t get the chance to finish his thought when he was yanked up into the air by his wrist, straining his shoulder.

“Ah-!!” Izuku cried out in pain, hearing Tsuyu and Mineta shouting to him from the water. He struggled to get out of the Nomu’s iron-tight grip, doing anything he could. Shigaraki walked over to him, his one visible eye behind the hand staring at him in obvious glee. 

“Ah… Does that hurt? I bet it does. But you know ...” He gestured towards the Nomu. “I don’t think it hurts enough.”

The Nomu crushed his arm, twisting it in his grip. Izuku screamed , searing pain running through his arm as he struggled harder, tears burning in his eyes. His quirk flared up around him, engulfing the Nomu is hot green flames. He screamed again, raising the level of heat higher and higher, until he was sure the air was sizzling. The Nomu was screeching in pain, his skin blistering and burning in seconds.

“You can try all you want, but you won’t be able to beat Nomu like that!! You see…”

Izuku’s face morphed into an expression of fear, shock, and horror as the skin on the Nomu regenerated. The already charred cells fell to the ground, while new ones grew. Healing over into perfectly healthy flesh, no matter how many times he burned him.

“Nomu, more.”

Izuku thrashed in the Nomu’s hold as he was lifted higher in the air, managing to let out a gut-wrenching cry before he was slammed into the ground, small droplets of blood escaping his mouth. His flames cut off as he gasped for breath, panic flooding his system.

Shigaraki crouched down next to him, his hand twitching above Izuku. “Well, hero? Are you enjoying yourself?” All he got was a wet cough in response. “I guess not! Now, what shall we do-”

“FEAR NOT!!”

“Oh~!”

Izuku slowly opened his eyes, tears of relief flowing down his face as he looked towards the entrance of USJ.

“.. Al- All.. Migh..t….”

“FOR I AM HERE.”

One moment Izuku was laying crumpled on the ground, and the next he was being gently set down next to an unconscious Aizawa, far away from Shigaraki and the Nomu. He tried to get up, only to fall back with a sharp yell as his arm and back burned , preventing him from moving. He could feel the backlash from his flames as well, the heat rising inside of him, and he didn’t need to look to know there were burns on his body as well.

He felt a strong yet gentle hand on his hair, and he looked up to see the smiling face of All Might.

“Yagi-san.. Ow.. The villains...” 

All Might ruffled his hair, making sure to not touch his burning skin. “It’s alright now, young Midoriya. You just rest, I’ll take care of everything else.”

With the promise of safety, Izuku slipped unconscious.

All Might was mad. No, not just mad.

He was furious.

Young Iida had stopped him when he was on his way here, because he had felt like something was just… Wrong. When he got the summary of what had happened, he’d wasted no time in rushing over. What he saw when he got there however, made his blood boil.

His student, his beloved student, had started crying at the entrance when he appeared, and Thirteen was hurt and unconscious on the ground. Aizawa was laying on the ground in the plaza, a pool of blood beneath his head, and young Tsuyu and Mineta were both yelling in the water. But nothing, nothing , could ever compare to the fear he felt when he looked at the middle of the plaza.

Young Midoriya laying crumpled on the ground with a villain’s hand right above his face.

He swore his heart skipped a beat.

All Might had flown down the steps, knocked out every single small fry villain left standing, along with a sharp punch to the hand villain hovering over Midoriya, and gently carried Midoriya and Aizawa to a safer spot, far away from the villains who dared to have touched them.

His heart had broken when he looked at the wounds on his student’s body, no one should ever have to go through this. Especially not a kid. His right arm was a mess, bruised, bleeding, crushed and twisted in an awkward angle. It’s a miracle he wasn’t passed out already. He had a large gash on his forehead and left arm, probably from being slammed into the ground, and there were angry burns covering his arms.

“Young Midoriya…” He placed a hand on his successor’s head, ruffling his hair while making sure not to touch his most-likely burning skin.

“Yagi-san… Ow… The villains..” He ruffled his hair again, giving him a warm smile. 

“It’s alright now, Young Midoriya. You just rest, I’ll take care of everything else.”

His smile fell off his face once Midoriya finally went under, and he stood up to face the villains who started all this. The one with the hands- Shigaraki, he was told- was placing his disembodied hand back on his face, whispering the word ‘father’ under his breath.

“Ahh… Throwing punches to save people.. Haha, that’s our state-sponsored violence for you! You’re fast, but not as fast as expected.. Is it true…?” Shigaraki stood up to his full height, gleeful cheer ringing clear in his voice. “Are you getting weaker..?”

All Might wasted no time, shooting himself towards the Numo.

“Carolina….. SMASH!!” Wind whipped around him, but there wasn’t even a dent in the Nomu’s skin. “Seriously?! No damage at all!!” He threw another punch, and another, but still there was no damage whatsoever.

“No effect. It’s because of his quirk… Shock absorption. If you really wanna beat Nomu, you’ll have to slowly rip him apart piece by piece. Not that he’ll let you do that though.”

All Might grit his teeth, throwing another punch at the hulking villain. “Thanks for the info!!” He grabbed a hold of the Nomu’s midsection, and threw him back against the ground.

Or where the ground was supposed to be.

The Nomu’s body sank into a portal, his upper body coming back up from beneath All Might, it’s hand carving into his side, right where his wound was.

“Ahgk…!! So that’s how it’s going to be!!”

Shigaraki laughed, sending a jolt of anger down All Might’s spine. “Were you hoping to stop him from moving by shoving him in the ground? It wouldn’t have worked, Nomu’s as strong as you. Good timing Kurogiri.”

The portal villain, Kurogiri, stretched upwards, inclining their head towards Shigaraki. “Thank you, Shigaraki.” He turned back towards All Might. “Now, I can’t say I like having blood and guts inside of me, but I’ll be happy to have yours. You see, Nomu’s job is too hold you down, and it’s my job to close the gate on you when you’re halfway through it. Effectively cutting you in half.”

All Might began to sink into the gate, blood starting to seep out of his side. 

“GET…” He turned his head at the new voice, relief filling him as he saw who it was. “AWAY FROM ALL MIGHT YOU PATHETIC EXCUSES FOR HUMAN BEINGS!!”

Bakugou launched an explosion at Kurogiri, grabbing the metal in the middle of the mist and slamming it to the ground, pinning him with his hand.

“You said you’re here to kill the symbol of peace…” Ice froze over the Nomu, stopped before it reached All Might. “But you could never kill someone like him!” Todoroki stood next to Bakugou, frost falling off of his hand.

Kirishima tried to get a swipe at Shigaraki but he only managed to hit air as he dodged. “Dammit..!!”

All Might got out of the frozen Nomu’s grasp, holding his side as he sent a smile at the new arrivals. “You all!!”

“You ain’t much….. You stupid fuckers!!”

“Now.. We’re going to-”

“KICK YOUR FUCKING ASSES!!”

Chapter Text

Kirishima sent Bakugou a wide, toothy smile, happiness radiating off him, even though he missed hitting that Shigaraki guy.

Right after they had finished defeating all those villains at the collapsed-zone, they had immediately started heading for the plaza. On the way there, they had met up with Todoroki.

Kirishima and Bakugou walked out of the ruined building, making sure to look around for any more enemies. 

“Oh, it’s you two.”

Kirishima looked up, a bright grin on his face as he saw who had spoken. “Todoroki!! You’re alright! Hey, Bakugou! He’s alright!!” 

“Shame.” Kirishima just laughed.

Todoroki walked up to them, a bit of cold air escaping his mouth. “So, did you both encounter villains as well?”

“Yeah, bunch of fucking weaklings. I’m guessing you did too, Half and Half?”

“ Half and Half ...? ” Todoroki looked startled for a moment before quickly regaining his composure. “Yes, I did. I easily took care of them. They were loose talkers as well.”

Kirishima shuddered. “Did you… Torture them..?” 

“No. I simply,” He brought a hand up, ice dancing on his fingertips, “made it a tad chilly.”

Bakugou crossed his arms over his chest, an irritated look on his face. “Well?! You gonna tell us their plans or what?” Kirishima smiled, nodding along.

“Right. I’ll tell you as we walk. The plaza, correct?”

He nodded. “Okay then.”

Todoroki had told them about the villain’s plans to beat All Might by using some kind of quirk monster, whatever that was, and hopefully kill a few students as well. It horrified Kirishima, the fact that anyone would want to kill another person. He… He could never do that.

They had apparently arrived at the plaza just in the nick of time, both saving All Might from being cut in half by that warp villain, and from the quirk monster!! Well, Bakugou and Todoroki had done that, all he did was hit the air. But that’s okay!! Bakugou had pinned down the warp villain, Kurogiri, but that hand dude had sent the freaky Nomu thing after him, and All Might had ended up taking the hit. Which looked super strong and yet he STILL got up after it which is amazing.

Now, Kirishima stood off to the side as All Might and the Nomu fought, clashing fists over and over, faster and faster in an epic whirlwind of wits.

Yeah, that sounded cool.

Kirishima stood up against the harsh wind from the fight, turning his head to Bakugou. “Hey!! What are we gonna do now-” He stopped mid sentence at the look of pure concern and fear on Bakugou’s face, his tone going softer. “Hey… What’s wrong?!”

He followed Bakugou’s line of sight, his own look of fear crossing his face. Midoriya… Midoriya!! Aizawa-sensei!! Midooriya and Aizawa were laying on the ground away from the fight, but still in the line of danger. He was worried and he couldn’t even see if they were hurt. Fuck fuck fuck what the hell happened while we were gone?!

“Shit-!” Kirishima rushed forwards alongside Bakugou and Todoroki, both of them wanting to get to their injured friends. They reached Midoriya and Aizawa in seconds, making sure to avoid the raging fight between All Might and the Nomu.

He almost gagged at the sight of Midoriya’s arm, the blood and twisted skin, not to mention how his arm shouldn't be bending that way . He had cuts all over him, but he wouldn’t be able to tell if there were any other injuries. Aizawa was even worse, his face was battered and bruised, blood running down his forehead, his elbow looked like it had flaked off, and both of his arms were twisted and broken. 

Kirishima stole a quick glance at Bakugou, worried how he might react. Bakugou had a calm look on the outside, but no one could deny the absolute rage the lurked underneath his red eyes as he looked over his friend, it was amazing.

Yet terrifying.

Kirishima helped Todoroki carry Aizawa, careful to not worsen his injuries. Bakugou carried Midoriya on his back, silent the whole way up to the entrance.

“Hey, at least All Might is here!!” Kirishima smiled, trying to lighten the mood. “He’s got it all covered!! He is the number one hero after all!”

“That Nomu is strong. Maybe even as strong as All Might. You can’t say for certain he will beat it.” Todoroki stated camly, as if they weren’t still in a life-and-death situation.

Kirishima gave him a nervous smile. “Listen…” They all stopped when they heard a loud ‘boom’ from behind them, the sound of All Might shouting something following right after.

“PLUS…. ULTRAAAA!!!”

Kirishima gawked at the strength of the Symbol of Peace, his punch having sent the Nomu flying through the roof-literally- and into the sky. “Holy shit… So this is what a pro is like….”

“It’s not over yet.”

He looked over at Bakugou. “Huh? What do you mean? He beat the villain!! They can’t do anything now!!”

“They’r-” Bakugou was cut off by the sound of cheers and shouts from in front of them, Uraraka, Mina, and a few others all waving at them from the top of the stairs.

“Heeeyy!! Guys!! Bring them up here!” Kirishima could see Uraraka shouting from above them, and he let out a breath of relief as they began moving again. Now Aizawa-sensei and Midoriya will be safe..!

“Kirishima.”

He let out a sigh as he looked back at Bakugou, a bit of irritation showing. “What is it? We’ve gotta get them to safety!”

“Take Deku.”

“What?”

“Take him or I’ll fucking kill you.” He sounded serious.

“Okay…” Kirishima  gently lowered Aizawa to the ground, letting Todoroki handle him as he managed Midoriya on his back. “Why did you need- Bakugou!!”

Bakugou blasted himself away and back towards the middle of the plaza, not even explaining what was happening.

What is he thinking?! All Might’s fine!! He standing right there! 

“GET THE FUCK AWAY FROM ALL MIGHT YOU BASTARDS!!” Bakugou yelled, his voice reverberating throughout the entirety of USJ. Kirishima’s breath caught in his throat when a warp opened up in front of his explosive friend, Shigaraki’s pale hand reaching out to touch him-

‘BANG’

Kirishima spun his head so fast he’s surprised he didn’t get whiplash. Standing behind him in front of the entrance were all the teachers of U.A, weapons brandished with Iida standing at the front.

“EVERYONE!! I BROUGHT HELP!!”

“Iida!”

“Sorry everyone. We’re a little late.”

More shots rang out, hitting Shigaraki in the arms and legs, effectively stopping him from reaching Bakugou. Kurogiri tried to get to All Might once again, Thirteen stopped him.

Kirshima nearly cried in relief when the villains left, but he was also upset that he wasn’t able to do anything. Sure, he knocked out a few weak villains, but he didn’t land a scratch on any of the real threats. Not to mention they got away as well. But that’s for another day. Right now, his friend needs help.

“Recovery girl! Recovery Girl!!” Recovery Girl came walking over, a stern frown shaping her lips as she looked over Midoriya and Aizawa, taking in their wounds. “Take them to the ambulance, we’ve got stretchers there.”

“Will they-”

She smiled, poking his leg with her cane. “They’ll be fine, child. Just leave it to me.”

“... Okay!”

As he watched his friends get checked over by the heroes, smiles on their faces, he gave a sigh of relief.

Safe.

Izuku woke up to aching bones, a warm blanket, a soft beeping somewhere around him, and a soft hand over his.

…. What..?

Izuku sat up, instantly regretting it when his back and right arm screamed in pain. “Ow!! What the.. Ow..” He fell back against the soft bed, seaking his eyes shut and he winced in pain.

“.. Izuku..? Izuku!!”

He blearily opened his eyes, looking to his side to try and discern who spoke. “...Huh?”

A green blob manifested beside him, before becoming clearer and showing who it was. “Izuku! Izuku!! Oh I was so worried honey!”

He blinked, resisting the urge to hug his mother right then and there. “ Mom ..”

Tears sprang to her eyes, and she held his hand up to her cheek, smiling big and wide. “Oh Izuku… I’m so glad you’re okay!! I came here as soon as I could after I got the call.”

“The.. Call? About what?” The moment he finished his sentence, everything that had happened at USJ came rushing back to him, the villains, Shigaraki, the Nomu…. He shuddered. “Oh.. Is- is everyone alright?! Did they all make it out okay? What about Aizawa? And Tsuyu? And Mine-”

“Hush deary, everyone is perfectly fine!! No one’s dying while I’m here.” Recovery Girl walked through the door, and now that Izuku looked around, he was in the infirmary.

Again. Dammit.

Recovery Girl stepped up onto a stool by the bed, Inko moving to the side to make room for her. She quickly looked him over, putting a small hand on his forehead.

“Hmm… Your fevers lower than it was before, but it’s still there. Did you feel any pain when you woke up?” She questioned, bringing her hand away from his face and moving to her desk.

“If you count the mind numbing pain I felt in my bandaged arm and back when I tried to sit up, then yes.”

“Well aren’t we sassy this morning.”

“Yup.” He thought about what she said for a second. “Wait- morning?!”

He tried to sit up again, but Inko pushed him back down, the only thing making him say still being her worried face. “You were out for two days… We were all so worried…”

TWO DAYS?!!?! While his mind screamed on the inside, he only raised a curious eyebrow on the outside. “We?”

The infirmary door slammed open right as the words left his mouth, Uraraka, Iida, Kacchan, and Kirishima all trying to rush in together.

“H-hey!! Stop pushing!”

“I’M NOT PUSHING!! I’M NOT THE ONE TRYING TO RUN IN!”

“Like you have anything to say! You tried to trip me in the hallway!!”

“Everyone, please calm down!”

“So not manly!!”

“YOU ALL!! Be quiet!! My patient needs to rest, and you shouting isn’t helping!”

They all instantly quieted at Recovery Girl’s words, finally noticing the very-much-awake Izuku laying in the bed.

They all stared at him, not saying a word, and he fidgeted under their gazes. “Um…. Hi?”

“DEKU-KUN!!”

“Midoriya-kun! You’re awake!!”

“DEKU! WHY THE FUCK WOULD YOU GO OUT AND FIGH-”

“Be quiet!!”

“Yes, ma’am…”

Izuku gave a small laugh, making their heads spin back towards him. “I’m glad you guys are okay!”

Uraraka didn’t wait a second before rushing over and hugging him as lightly as she could, before immediately stepping back and blushing. “I-I’m glad you’re awake now Deku-kun!!” He felt a small smile creep onto his face at her words.

Kirishima came closer to the side of his bed, pumping his fists into the air with passion. “Dude!! I didn’t see it happen, but you were hella manly out there! Tsu-chan and Mineta told me all out about it!!”

“N…! I didn’t do much…” Izuku protested, managing to sit up with minimal pain. Trust me, it was a hard feat to accomplish. “Really, All Might’s the one who beat the villain in the end. I just ended up getting myself hurt!”

Both Kirishima and Uraraka gasped in mock horror, going so far as to lean back as if they’d been struck. “Nonsense!!” Uraraka looked him straight in the eyes, making his cheeks go red. “The fact that you were able to stand up to that Nomu thing alone is amazing all in it's self!!”

“Yeah! So don’t go putting yourself down, bro!”

He laughed again, Inko joining in and giggling at them all. “Okay! Okay! I promise I won’t.” They both cheered.

Izuku tilted his head towards the other person in the room, waiting for them to say something. “Kacchan.”

Bakugou stared at him for a moment, before addressing everyone in the room. “Hey, can you all get the fuck out for a second?”

Kirishima and Uraraka started to protest, but Inko stood up and shushed them. “Now, now, let them talk if they want. We’ll have plenty of time to see Izuku in a bit.” With that, they hesitantly walked out of the room and into the hallway.

Izuku motioned to the stool next to his bed, and Bakugou slowly sat down, a frown maring his features. 

“So, what did you want to talk to me about?”

“You’re hurting yourself with your quirks.”

“I am. But I’ll get bett-”

“I wanna help.”

“Sorry, what?” Izuku’s brian stopped for a moment as he processed his friend’s words. “Help me? You mean with my… quirk?”

Bakugou’s expression stayed calm, his arms crossed over his chest. “Yeah. All Might’s helping you with One For All, so I’ll help you with your first quirk. Not like Mr. I’m-hot-and-your-cold is gonna help you. He never even uses his fire!” Izuku giggled at the nickname Bakugou used for Todoroki, reaching up his left hand and ruffling Bakugou’s hair, making him squawk in protest.

“Okay, Mr. Pomeranian, you better help me good!”

“YOU-GET YOUR FUCKING HAND OFF MY HEAD!!”

“You could just move, ya know.”

“.....”

“You like it don’t you.”

“Fuck you.”

Izuku smiled. “Love you too, Kacchan.”

The next few days, Izuku had stayed in the infirmary, Recovery Girl having told him he needed to stay until he was able to move without any pain.

“But painkillers-”

“That doesn’t mean you’re healed.”

“But-”

“No.”

Thankfully, his spine hadn’t been damaged, but his back had been extremely bruised and cut, making it very hard to lean forward or backwards for a while. Angry burns had covered his body as well, due to overheating from his flames again. His right arm was the most damaged part of his body. It had been broken, and the bone had been crushed in other areas. Not to mention it was twisted, bruised, and cut.

So yeah, not the funnest time with that.

Recovery Girl had been able to heal everything just fine, there was a surgery to fix the bones in his arm but it’s all good now, but scars did remain. There’s a thin, light line just below his hairline over his left eye from a gash on his forehead, and a darker and thicker line that wrapped around his left hand from the worst of his burns. The most visible and prominent one was on his arm.

It ran from halfway up his bicep, and wrapped around till it was near his wrist. Thankfully, it didn’t hurt. But that doesn’t mean he liked it all that much. He doesn’t mind though.

After two more days spent in the infirmary, he had finally been allowed to go home with his mom.

“Honey, would you like some katsudon tonight?”

“YES PLEASE!”

Inko sat down at the table with Izuku, setting two bowls of katsudon on each side.

“Thank you for the meal!!”

They ate their food in comfortable silence, just enjoying the time together. Inko finished her food first, washing out the dish and setting it in the sink. “You know I worry about you, right?”

Izuku handed his bowl to her. “Yes.”

“And you know I want you to be happy, right?”

“Yes.”

She turned around and faced him, eyeing the new scars on his body from the villains. “Are you happy at U.A?”

He had no hesitation. “Yes. I am.”

She pulled him into a light hug. “Okay baby, as long as you’re sure.”

Izuku gave her a warm smile, leading her to the couch and turning on the TV. “Thanks Mom.”

Inko smiled, before leaning forward, resting her head on her hands. 

“So, Uraraka-san, huh?”

“....Oh no.”

“AM I GONNA HAVE GRAND-BABIES SOON?!!”

“MOM NO!!”

Chapter Text

"Ow…."

Elsewhere in the world, a warp gate opened up in a bar.

"I got shot in both the arms and the legs…."

Shigaraki slumped onto the wooden floor, blood seeping out of the gun shots in his limbs.

"We got crushed…"

Kurogiri stepped behind the counter, fixing the tie on his suit.

"They even beat Nomu… Our cannon fodder was taken out… Even the kids were strong. All Might was in perfect health..!!"

A TV on the bar counter lit up, only showing static. 

"... You were wrong Sensei."

"No, I wasn't." A static voice came from the TV. "We merely got ahead of ourselves. Underestimated him is all. We should be glad that the "League of Villains" thing came cheap. Anyways… What of my creation?"

Kurogiri cleaned a glass, not looking up at the screen. "Nomu got blown away by All Might. I don't know his coordinates, so I can't retrieve him. I couldn't risk going back."

"Such a shame…. And after all that trouble I went to make him.." 

Shigaraki’s hand twitched, his dirty nails scratching the clean floor. “Oh yeah… There was a brat.. Who punched me, and even fought against Nomu..! That fucking brat.. If it wasn’t for him, we could’ve…!!”

The TV went silent, the static glitching for a moment before going back to normal. “..... Oh?”

“Yes, the child’s name is Midoriya, from what I heard. He appears to have a very unique fire quirk, but I don’t have much detail on that.” Kurogiri paused for a moment. “And it’s almost as if.. He has two quirks.”

“Two, you say?”

“Yes. He had some kind of super strength and speed, you could even compare it to All Might.”

Shigaraki mumbled curses under his breath as he leaned against the counter. “Fucking kid.. I wanna kill him.”

“Now, now Shigaraki, we don’t know what this might bring us. A child with supposedly two powerful quirks… How…”

.

.

“.. Interesting.”

New Week Of School

“Everyone!! Please sit down! Class is about to start!!”

“Everyone else already sat down, you’re the only one up Iida…”

“Ack-!!”

Izuku laughed in his seat, patting Iida on the shoulder as he walked past. He turned to face Uraraka who was standing by his desk, resting his head on his still bandaged arm.

“So, do you think we’re gonna have a sub for today? I doubt Recovery Girls is going to let Aizawa-sensei out this early.”

Uraraka ‘hmm’ed, idly playing with a strand of hair. “I don’t know. I just hope he rests up. He was really beat up during all… That.”

“Yeah. It’s crazy to think that our teacher fought like that, to protect us.” A wistful smile made its way onto his face as he remembered how Aizawa had calmed him down.

“Despite his scruffy attitude, he’s actually really coo-”

“Good morning.”

“AIZAWA-SENSEI?!”

Aizawa walked into the classroom, covered head-to-toe in bandages. Iida shot up in his seat, his arm raised as high as it could go. “I’m glad you’re alright, Sensei!!”

Uraraka winced. “If you could call that “alright”..”

Aizawa walked behind the teacher’s podium, shuffling some books on top. “My welfare doesn’t matter. Becau-”

“I think it does-”

“Moving on.”

“...Ah.”

“Continuing on with my previous sentence. Right now, your fight isn’t over yet.”

The room tensed, a serious expression crossing everyone’s faces. “Don’t tell me..”

“More villains?!”

Even through the bandages, Izuku could tell Aizawa was giving a tired sigh. “No… The U.A Sports Festival is coming up!!”

Yagi Toshinori sat  in his seat in the conference room, folding his arms on the table as the other participants entered. Naomasa Tsukauchi, a wonderful detective and Yagis best friend in the force, closed the door behind him, making sure to lock it so no one else would enter accidentally.

He sat a pack of papers in front of him, choosing to stand. “Now, is everyone ready to start?” Various nods went around the table. “Okay.”

“The villain called Shigaraki.. His quirk allows him to disintegrate, or ‘decay’, anything as long as he’s touching it with all five of his fingers. We’ve gone through the entire list of men in their twenties or thirties that have anything similar in the quirk registry with… No luck whatsoever. We got nothing on the ‘warp gate’ villain Kurogiri either.” He narrowed his eyes. “Neither ones are registered, and both are using aliases.. Their quirks aren’t on the record, making them a part of the underworld.”

One of the heroes next to Yagi, Snipe, spoke up. “So you’re saying we know pretty much nothin’.. I reckon we ‘oughta learn fast then. Or the leader of those vermits, Shigaraki, his wounds will heal and he’ll be back again.”

Yagi sighed. “A leader huh..?”

Nedzu, the principle of U.A looked up at him, curious. “What is it, All Might? Something bothering you?”

He nodded, quickly moving his hair from out of his face. “It’s just… None of it feels normal. It was an extremely daring attack, and not just the planning of it!” Memories of the fight flashed through his mind, the Nomu, Shigaraki.. “He kept going on about some ridiculous ideology. And even though he didn’t say anything about his own quirk, he bragged his mouth off about that guy Nomu’s quirk. And when things didn’t go as planned.. He threw a tantrum!”

Yagi scratched his pointy chin. “Well… Maybe the stuff about the quirks was to provoke me.. That really hurt…” He mumbled the last part.

Nedzu kept his ever-lasting smile on his face, placing his paws? Hands? Whatever they were, on the table. “Even so, it seems especially foolish to reveal someone’s quirk in the heat of battle, ruining the element of surprise.”

“Spouting a plausible yet deluded ideology. Bragging about the toy he brought along. Thinking everything would go his way. Thinking about it, Shigaraki…. Is a man-child. ”

“A kid with too much power, basically?!” Vlad King shouted, clenching his fist on the table.

“He probably never received general quirk training in elementary school….”

Tsukauchi held up a paper, looking over it and reading the numbers out loud. “We collected a total of seventy two villains at USJ. All of them were just back-alley thugs but… The question is, why would they want to follow a man-child like Shigaraki? Nowadays, society is calmed by heroes. So back-alley thugs who always end up getting kicked around… Might be drawn in by that pure, unaffected evil.” 

Nedzu lowered his head, his voice becoming soleme. “A man-child huh… In a way, he’s like our students. If only he had someone to properly guide him..”

If only….

The conference ended, everyone leaving to go back to their assigned classes. Yagi stayed behind, giving a warm smile to Tsukauchi. “Hey, good job getting all of that done! I’m sure you must be tired.”

Tsukauchi sighed, rubbing his temple. “Yes, very. But, it’s all worth it if we can stop these villains.”

“I suppose that’s true. Ah, you have yet to meet young Midoriya, don’t you?”

He blinked, grabbing a mug of coffee. “Midoriy- oh! Right. Your successor!”

“Ah- please don’t say that so loud!”

Tsukauchi laughed. “Right, right. He seems like a nice boy, his friends talked a lot about him.”

“Yes.” Yagi grinned, pushing his seat in. “I couldn’t have picked anyone better!”

“The U.A Sports Festival is coming up!!”

Some of the class cheered, others a bit more silent, but Izuku took on a worried look. “Are you sure we should be doing that so soon after USJ…?”

Aizawa huffed. “It’s supposed to show that the attack onUSJ hadn’t weakened us, or so goes the thinking. Compared to the past years, there’ll be five times the amount of security, so you don’t have to worry. And anyways, this Sports Festival will be the greatest chance you get. It’s not an event to be cancelled just because of some villains.”

Mineta shook in his seat behind Izuku, still looking shaky from the events at USJ. “Are you sure…? I mean come one, it’s just a stupid Sports Festival…”

Izuku almost did a complete three sixty in his chair, shock clear on his face as he looked at Mineta.

“Have you never seen the U.A Sports Festival Mineta?!!”

“Of course I have… But that’s not what I meant-”

“Our Sports Festival is one of Japan’s biggest events! The Olympics used to be the world’s favorite thing, but over time, it’s shrunk to a shell of its former self. Right now, the Sports Festival is what’s taken the place of the Olympics!!” 

Yaoyorozu perked up at her desk, her hand raised even though she was already talking. “Many top heroes will be there correct? They will be scouting for interns.”

Kaminari grinned. “Yeah!! They’ll be looking for people to hire, us, as sidekicks after we graduate!!”

“And a lot of those sidekicks stay that way forever. That’ll be you, Kaminari.”

“WHYYY JIROU?!?!”

Aizawa shushed the class, continuing what he was saying. “You only have a limited amount of time. Once every year for three years. Show your skill. If you’re planning to become a hero, this is an event you can’t miss!”

Fourth Period ended, and lunch hour began.

“Oh I’m so freaking PUMPED!!!” Kirishima punched his fist against the air, Sero and Rikido joining him in his cheers. “If we show our skills, that’s a huge step towards going pro!!”

Midoriya felt a smile curl his lips as he watched them, packing up his stuff to go to lunch. “They’re so excited…”

“Are you not!?” Iida walked up to him, tensing up and awkwardly doing a shuffle dance. “This is our big chance to show the heroes what we’re made out of! Of course we’re in high spirits!!”

“You sure do have a strange way of showing it, Iida-kun… Oh, Uraraka-san, are you going to- URARAKA-SAN?!”

Uraraka sat at her desk, her expression one of both anger and determination. “Deku-kun… Iida-kun… LET’S DO OUR BEST!!”

“Y-yes!!”

“That’s the spirit you should have, Midoriya-kun!”

“Hah…”

Mina gave Uraraka a curious look as she shrugged on her backpack, twirling a pencil in her hand. “You’re not looking very… Well, you, Ochako-chan.”

Mineta piped up beside her. “Maybe it’s just that tim-”

Tsuyu slapped him with her tongue.

“EVERYONE!! I’M GONNA CRUSH THIS!!”

“Y-yeah!!” Kirishima laughed at Midoriya’s awkward expression.

Midoriya walked down the hall to the cafeteria with Iida and Uraraka, talking about random things as they walked. Uraraka was in the middle of a funny story when a thought popped into his head. 

“Say, Uraraka, why did you want to become a hero?”

She jumped a bit in surprise, blushing a bit fiercer and making Midoriya and Iida more curious.

“Um.. Well, you see, it’s actually mainly for uh.. Money..” She mumbled playing with the ends of her skirt.

Midoriya blinked in surprise. “Money?! Is there any reason why..?” I didn’t know that she was in it for that…

“Well… The thing is..”

Midoriya and Iida listened in rapt attention as Uraraka told them her story. How her parents struggle for money, and how her quirk would be able to help them in their job. They want her to follow her dreams.

She looked up at her friends, her brown eyes shining pure strength and determination. “And so, I’m going to become a hero. I’ll make money, so my parents can have an easier life!”

“Wow…”

“BRAVO, URARAKA!! BRAVO!!” Iida raised his arms up into the air, clapping as loud as he could while he cheered.

Midoriya smiled at her, giving her a thumbs up. So she’s not just here to be a hero… She thinking ahead…

“Well, we should head to lunch now…”

“Young Midoriya!!”

“AHH!!”

“Wow!!”

All Might stood in his hero form around the corner, holding a small, neatly wrapped bento box in his hand. “Wanna eat lunch with me?”

"He's like a schoolgirl!!"

Midoriya tilted his head, confused at the sudden invite. "Uh, sure.." I wonder what he wants to talk about…

He said goodbye to Uraraka and Iida, heading down the hall with All Might.

"I wonder what All Might wants with Deku-kun… Gotta say though, that was adorable." Uraraka mumbled, turning to walk into the cafeteria.

"Yeah."

Midoriya followed All Might through the hallway, finally coming upon the door to the breakroom. They stepped inside, the air inside warmer than outside. The room had two large light green couches, a carpet, a coffee table, and a few bookshelves here and there. Midoriya sat down on one couch, and All Might, now in his true form, sat across from him.

“So, what did you need me for, All Mi-Yagi-san?” He stammered, grabbing a cup of tea All Might had set down for him.

“Oh well,” He took a sip of his tea, “First off, I wanted to tell you that my time limit if now lowered to fifty minutes a day.”

“Fifty minutes!?” Midoriya leaned forward, almost- almost - dropping his tea. “Is that because of you fighting.. The Nomu?”

All Might sighed, his already shadowed face darkening. “Yes. It’s getting lower as each day goes by.”

“It’s gotten that bad huh…”

“Well, it’s only to be expected! I’m not gonna be the number one hero forever, you know!!”

Midoriya gave a nervous chuckle, rubbing the back of his neck. “Y-yeah… Just.. Yagi-san?”

All Might looked up from his tea. “Yes?”

“Can you promise me.. Promise me that you’ll be there when I make it to the top? Promise me that.”

All Might stayed silent for a while, not looking Midoriya in the eyes as he awaited his answer. The, he finally spoke. It sounded hollow.

“I… I promise you. I will be there when you make it to the top.”

Yagi-san…. Please don’t lie.. “Is there anything bothering you, Yagi-san?”

He smiled, waving it off. “No, no! I’m all good, kid!”

“Okay!” Why do you not trust me?

With that, they continued on like nothing happened.

Izuku still had some time left for lunch, so he headed to the cafeteria to go sit with Uraraka and Iida. When he got inside, he was surprised to see that most of the people were already gone, including his two friends.

“Oh… Maybe I should just head back then…” He was about to turn around and leave when he spotted someone sitting alone at a table, with no one to talk to.

RED ALERT, RED ALERT. LONELY KID. ACTIVATE PROTOCOL ,“TIME FOR A NEW FRIEND”. I REPEAT, ACTIVATE PROTOCOL, “TIME FOR A NEW FRIEND.”

Izuku immediately started walking over, smiling as he sat down and put his leftover lunch on the table. “Hey there! What’s your name?”

The boy looked up at him with tired eyes- oh God Aizawa 2.0 - with large bags under them. He had pale skin, and gravity defying purple hair that went straight up, it also looked very fluffy. He wanted to touch it. His eyes were a striking purple as well.

“... Shinsou Hitoshi.” The boy- Shinsou - answered, then immediately went back to his food without looking up. 

“Not the chatty type, I see! That’s okay. So, what course are you in?” Izuku didn’t let the cold attitude Shinsou was giving off affect him, he was persistent. Shinsou didn’t answer. “No answer? That’s fine! Oh right, my name’s Midoriya Izuku! Nice to meet you Shinsou!”

“Sure.” He mumbled, getting up to throw away his lunch. Izuku was about to follow him when the ball rang, signalling the end of the lunch period.

“Aw, darn… Well, I’ll see you some other time, Shinsou!!” All he got was a slight huff in response.

As he walked down the hall towards his next class, he beamed. 

Success!!

Chapter Text

Uraraka opened the door to leave the classroom, but reeled back when she saw what was waiting on the other side.

“Wow what the heck?!”

The hallway was crowded with students from other classes, all of them hoping to see the students of class 1-A. The only problem with that, was that they could not get through the crowd.

“Hey hey, what the heck is this about?!” Kaminari shouted from near the door, trying to see over everyone’s heads. “We can’t get through!!”

“They’re probably seeing what the competition is like. “Midoriya stated calmly, still packing up at his desk.

Bakugou walked right up to the front, a scowl on his face as he glared at the other students. “They wanna see the big shots who went against villains and lived to tell the tale. It’s obvious, idiots!”

“RUDE!!”

He tried pushing one of the general education students up front, attempting to get through. “Move aside, extras!!” The student squeaked, quickly moving out of his way. The others did not.

“Bakugou-kun!! Please do not call people who we don’t know ‘extras’!!”

“Yeah Kacchan, you shouldn’t do-” Midoriya was cut off by a mop of gravity defying purple hair moving to the front of the crowd, purple eyes meeting green for a split second.

“Are all of you as rude as him? ‘Cause I sure hope not.” Shinsou walked up, the same tired look from earlier still there.

Midoriya’s face brightened, a smile blooming on his face. “Shinsou!!” So he’s in general education! Good to know.

Uraraka turned to him with a questioning look. “Shinsou..? Do you know him, Deku-kun?”

He nodded, laughing a bit at Iida’s mortified expression when Bakugou began fighting with Shinsou and another bold boy. “Yeah, kind of, I guess. I met him at lunch.”

“Lonely kid?”

“Lonely kid.”

“Ah.”

O0o0o0o0o0o

Bakugou rang the doorbell on the Midoriya’s apartment, calmly -for once- waiting for Izuku to open the door. A few seconds later he heard the sound of shuffling feet before the door creaked open, revealing the wide-eyed face of Izuku.

“Kacchan!! You said you’d be coming over at three ...”

“Yeah well fuck you I didn’t.”

“Kacchan, that’s rude.”

“Do I look like I give a fuck?”

“No.”

“Exactly.”

They both laughed, pure, genuine laughter, and walked inside together. Bakugou greeted Inko in the kitchen, begrudgingly taking a hug from her. He had come an hour early, so they both sat on the couch and turned on the TV, already reaching for the controllers.

Izuku munched on some apple slices given to him by Inko, trying not to drop any on the soft carpet. “So, Guitar Heroes? Or Gang Beasts?”

“... Gang Beasts.” Bakugou snatched the best controller, snickering when Izuku whined.

Izuku accidentally dropped one of his apple slices during his protesting, sending Bakugou a glare. “You know you’re gonna lose again. You can beat me in a fight but by GOD you cannot beat me at these games.” He smirked, lightly elbowing Bakugou in the arm. “It’s fate.”

“Well fate can go fuck off!!”

For the next forty minutes, they competed against each other on Gang Beasts, with several… loud um… “cheers.”

“WHAT THE ABSOLUTE FUCKING HELL?!?! ”

“It’s called playing the game, Kacchan.”

“NO. NO IT IS FUCKING NOT. THIS GAME IS A PIECE OF SHIT.”

“Don’t blame the game, Kacchan.”

“FUCK YOU TOO.”

I’m sure you can guess who was winning and who was loosing.

“Everything is a piece of shit.”

“Kacchan-”

“You’re a piece of shit. This game is a piece of shit. U.A is a piece of shit. The grass is a piece of shit. That piece of shit in the yard is a piece of shit-”

“Do you want a rematch-”

“YES.”

Izuku slouched back on the couch with a sigh, having just finished his fiftieth rematch with Bakugou. “So, are we gonna get ready now? It’s almost three.”

Bakugou resisted throwing the controller across the room, settling it on the table instead and standing up. “Yeah, if I can’t beat in these games yet , I can at least beat you in a spar.”

“Haha, of course, Kacchan.”

They both changed into more loose clothes, Bakugou just using Izuku’s since they wore close to the same size. Not to mention that he accidentally leaves his clothes here a lot by accident when he stays the night. That’s not important though.

Bakugou left the apartment first, making his way over to the woods where they would play as kids, and their favorite sparring spot. It was located in the middle of a large clearing in the woods, near the stream in case they wanted to cool down after a harsh spar. The ground was always soft, both challenging them with their footing and making it a softer landing when they threw each other to the ground. He liked to think it was the best spot you could find. He still remembers when they first found it during school.

O0o0o0o0o

Katsuki and Izuku had just left for recess, standing outside of the school wondering what to do.

Izuku shuffled his feet, his fluffy hair bobbing as he walked. “So, where are we going today, Kacchan?”

“Hmmm…” Katsuki tapped his chin, carrying his tin lunch box. “How about… The woods!!”

“But we went into the woods yesterday…”

He smirked, waving a finger at Izuku. “Maybe so, but we didn’t go to the middle of the woods!”

Izuku’s eyes widened, shock beginning to form on his face as he registered Katsuki’s words. “B-but Kacchan!! We’re not allowed to go there!”

He scoffed, turning to continue walking towards the forest gate, no hesitation in his steps. “We’ll be fine! Not like anyone is gonna care about it anyway!”

“I guess that’s true…” Izuku slowly followed after Katsuki, aweing over the beautiful scenery they passed.

After about ten minutes of aimlessly wandering in the woods, they came across a clearing in the trees.

“Wow… Kacchan, it’s beautiful..!!” 

Sunlight filtered through a canopy of leaves, basking soft green grass in a gentle light. The dirt was soft, but firm enough to keep you steady. Red, blue, yellow, and purple flowers swayed at the edges of the clearing, spreading color and beauty everywhere you looked. He could hear the trickle of a stream nearby, just barely visible through the trees. It was one of the most beautiful things he had ever seen. 

“It’s not just pretty, it’s perfect!!” Katsuki ran out to the middle of the clearing, spreading his arms out wide as he smiled at Izuku. “This is the spot Deku! This’ll be our spar-sp… Hold on I know I can get it… Sparring spot!!”

Izuku beamed, laughing as he rolled on the lush green grass, enjoying the warmth from the sunlight above. Katsuki joined him in his fun, both of them laughing and playing in the clearing, it felt like heaven.

If they were late back to school, no one said anything.

O0o0o0o0o0o

Bakugou sat down in the middle of the clearing as he waited for Izuku, starting to do some stretches. Even after their continuous spars, ones with quirks and ones with no quirks, the clearing still retained it's complete beauty. It was either extremely stubborn, or, like young Ktauski liked to imagine, there was secretly some magic in this part of the woods.

He doubted it though.

After a few more seconds of waiting, Izuku finally arrived, a small brown bag in his hands. He saw Bakugou looking at it, so he opened it up for him to see. “Food. Mom wants us to eat this once we’re done, since we might not be home in time for dinner.”

Bakugou nodded, grunting as he stood up, stretching his arms. Without warning, he launched himself at Izuku, arm poised back for an attack. Izuku dropped the bag with careful grace, ducking Bakugou’s incoming blow before coming up with a punch to his cheek. Bakugou stumbled back for a moment, regaining his balance and attempting to sweep Izuku off his feet.

He succeeded in his attack, smirking as Izuku flailed and fell back, the attack too fast to dodge. “Dammit… Again!”

They continued to spar, punches and kicks flying everywhere as sweat dripped down their foreheads, their focus never wavering.  Minutes passed, many breaks and many rounds having already been finished, and the sun started to get lower in the sky.

Izuku flipped Bakugou onto his back, once again grateful for the soft grass beneath them. He took in a deep breath, leaning his back against a nearby tree. “I.. I win again..! What’s the score.. Now?”

“Twenty… to twenty seven… Fucking nerd..” Bakugou responded from his spot on the grass, arms spread out beside him as he took a small break. Not that he would admit that though.

Izuku took out the food Inko had packed for them, tossing a sandwich to Bakugou. He laughed when it hit his face.

“So.. Do you think we're gonna do good in the Sports Festival?” Izuku asked, munching on the sandwich as he sat down by his friend.

“Of-fucking-course we are! But I’m still gonna win.”

He smiled. “Of course Kacchan.”

O0o0o0o0o

The rest of the two weeks went by quickly, everyone training in their own way to get ready for the Sports Festival. Now…

It’s the start of the U.A Sports Festival!!

O0o0o0o0o

Class 1-A all waited in the prep room, talking and gathering heir wits as they waited for the games to start. Izuku was chatting with Kirishima, listening to a childhood story when another student approached him.

“Midoriya.” He turned and came face-to-face with Todoroki, his gaze as cold and calm as ever.

“Todoroki-kun… Is there something you needed?”  The class suddenly quieted down, their focus one two of the strongest students in their class. 

Todoroki ignored the stares, continuing on. “Objectively, I’m stronger than you. And more capable.”

Izuku’s eye twitched in slight annoyance. “.. Okay… Sure.”

“All Might has his eye on you. And your quirk is the opposite of mine. I’m not going to pry into anything but…” He glared at him.

“I will beat you.”

He grit his teeth as he stared down Todoroki, fists clenched by his sides. “Now listen here.. I really don’t know why you decided to do this today, and frankly, I don’t really care. But that ice of yours is only half of your quirk, isn’t it? Which means you’ve been only doing half the work the rest of us have. So if you’re gonna try to beat me ...”

“ .. You’re gonna have to step up your game. ”

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A tense silence floated around the prep room, until it finally broke when Todoroki turned away and out the door.

Midoriya almost fell the ground in relief, placing a hand on his chest as he went to sit down. "Oh my God… That was stressful..!"

Kirishima sent him a bright smile, putting a reassuring hand on his shoulder. "You'll be fine bro!! No need to get nervous before the games, right?"

"Right…" Something seemed… off, about Todoroki. I just can't quite place it!! Well.. no time to think about it now!

"LADIES AND GENTLEMEN!! I PRESENT TO YOU, THE CLASS OF 1-A!!"

Cheers erupted in the audience as Midoriya and his classmates walked out onto the field, heads held high. Midoriya searched the crowd as the rest of the classes walked out, each with their respective cheers. It didn't take long for him to find the small box of U.A teachers in the stands, beaming when he saw All Might waving at him. 

Bakugou walked up next to him, hands in his uniform pockets. "Oi, is All Might up there?"

"Yeah. Why?"

He smirked, roughly messing up Midoriya's hair. "Because now he'll be able to see me kick your ass!" 

"How rude."

"I know."

Once the last class walked out, the business class, Present Mic started talking again.

"HEY THERE, LISTENERS!! I'VE GOT THE ONE AND ONLY ERASER HEAD HERE WITH ME TO ANNOUNCE EVERYTHING!!"

"Why am I here." Aizawa-sensei!

"BECAUSE!! ANYWAYS, NOW, THE REPRESENTATIVE OF CLASS 1-A, MIDORIYA IZUKU, PLEASE COME UP AND GIVE YOUR SPEECH!"

…. I'm sorry what?

Midoriya stood in petrified horror and realization as he registered Present Mic's words, slowly turning to Bakugou with a wobbly smile on his face.

"Kacchan…. Did you know about this.. ?"

"Maybe."

" Oh my God Kacchan why didn't you tell me I'm going to die why must I do this no no no please- "

Bakugou whacked him on the head. "JUST GET GOING, NERD!!"

"Ah-!!"

Izuku walked up to the stage, nervously wringing his hands together. He looked behind him to see Uraraka, Iida, and even Bakugou sending him encouraging looks. Though Bakugou's was more of a light glare and an aggressive thumbs up.

He smiled, hesitantly standing behind the microphone presented to him, trying to focus more on his friends than the crowd. "Umm.. Hello everyone!" The microphone squeaked, making him cover his ears as it faded out. "Well… that certainly wasn't a good start. What a rude mic." He grinned when some of the audience laughed.

He cleared his throat. "Okay.. I'm not really sure what to say for this but.. I want to say thank you to my friends and family, for helping me get here. I know I couldn't have done it on my own. I also want to say something else." His voice grew more confident as he spoke, his earlier nervousness seeming to disappear. "Everything takes effort. And to become a hero? You're gonna have to work yourself to the bone. There is no doing things halfway. You have to do your best, and go past your limits with each thing you do! That is the meaning of.. Plus ULTRA!!" 

Izuku held his fist up, squeezing his eyes shut as he waited for a reaction. Second passed, and he felt like he was going to start tearing up when people in the audience started clapping. It was slow at first, but then more people joined in, becoming a booming roar as cheers broke out, shouts of "Plus ULTRA" ringing throughout the crowd. He dropped his fist, his face almost hurting from how big he was smiling as he walked back to his class, blushing when Uraraka hugged him and cheered. Iida was doing his weird robot arm thing, and even Bakugou was smiling at him! More like a smirk though..

 Present Mic hushed the audience after a bit, a few cheers still sounding out. The pro hero Midnight walked out onto the stage, cracking her whip onto the grounded as she demanded the attention of the classes.

“Alright, everyone!! Without delay, onto the event.” Midnight yelled, a hand on her hip as she smiled.

“Midnight is sexy… I wonder if she’ll let me touch her boo-”

Izuku sent Mineta a too-sweet smile, shadows crossing over his eyes.“Mineta-kun, please close your mouth before I burn it off for you.”

“ Yes sir. ”

Midnight cracked her whip again, silencing any other people who were talking. “These are the qualifiers!! This is the stage where many people will go home crying! And the event to take up that place is ...” A holographic screen lit up behind her, words printed on the front. “OBSTACLE COURSE RACE!!”

Izuku felt a grin growing on his lips, excitement starting to course through his veins. “A race..!”

“It’s a race between all eleven classes in U.A!! It’s a four-kilometer race around the stadium! The only rule is to not go off course!! Everything else goes!”

The students lined up at the start, fidgeting as they waited for the start signal.

Tell the world…

“START!!”

I am here!!

Everyone sprinted forward, clashing with each other as they tried to get through the tunnel and out onto the track.

Midoriya winced as someone jabbed their elbow into his side, his short stature making it hard to see where he was going. This is the first obstacle!! Having to get through here! He looked around himself as best he could, seeing Todoroki, Bakugou, and many others from class 1-A leaping ahead out of the crowd. Show-offs…

Midoriya activated One For All in his legs, leaping over everyone else and landing on the wall, quickly igniting his legs in green flames as he ran across, easily by-passing everyone else as he jumped out of the tunnel. 

Success!!

He smirked as he began to catch up to Bakugou and Todoroki, giving Mineta a strange look when the short student leaped into the air, drool dripping from his mouth.

“YOU THOUGHT YOU COULD BEAT ME, TODOROKI?! THE GREAT MINETA MINORU NOW HAS YOU RIGHT WHERE HE WANTS YOU-” Mineta was cut off when a robot from the entrance exam slammed into his side, throwing him to the ground.

Multiple people gasped as more robots appeared, several beginning to back away when four zero-pointers moved to block their path. He saw Uraraka begin to run forward, biting her lip. Todoroki slid forward on his ice, mumbling something about how they should’ve “prepared something bigger” or something. He raised his arm up, completely encasing the zero-pointers in beautiful ice, allowing him to pass.

“Hey!! He froze them for us! We can get through now!!” As soon as Midoriya heard those words, he quickly yelled back into the large group of students already beginning to run forward.

“No, don’t!! He froze them at a bad spot, they’re gonna fall over! Do. Not. Run!!”

Right after he yelled those words, several cracks sounded from the frozen zero-pointers, some of them beginning to tilt forward at a dangerous level. Midoriya took his chance, knowing that with his speed he had a much better chance at making it through the currently-collapsing robots.

He darted forward, scaring Uraraka by accident as he weaved through the falling metal scraps, jumping and ducking as he went. Arriving on the other side, unharmed, he quickly looked back to see Kirishima and some other boy form class 1-B popping out from inside the robots, thankfully un-hurt.

Breathing a sigh of relief, he grabbed a nearby piece of scrap metal, about half his size. You never know, it could be useful.

The next obstacle he came across was a large ditch, with many spread out pillars of rock with only thick ropes to connect them. He didn’t hesitate a second as he leaped from pillar to pillar, passing both Tsuyu and Iida, who were both going over the rope in their own ways.

“Keep your balance..! Watch where you land!!” He yelped when he almost tripped on his landing, thankfully keeping himself from falling. Kacchan and Todoroki are still ahead.. Thankfully I’m not too far behind.

Midoriya finished the obstacle, continuing to run ahead with both One For All and his flames as boosters, slowly catching up with the two competing students.

“FUCK OFF, HALF-AN-HALF!!”

“I have a name.”

“WELL I DON’T GIVE A FUCK NOW DO I?!?!”

Bakugou blasted himself in front of Todoroki with an explosion, laughing before he started yelling once he caught up with him again. They had been pretty much neck-and-neck for the whole race, both of them getting in the lead for a second only for the other to catch up once again.

Bakugou tried to push Todoroki back, only succeeding in swiping air when the other put on a sudden burst of speed, gaining the lead.

“Huh- OI!! YOU GET THE HELL BACK HERE, THERMOSTAT!! THE ONLY PERSON I’D EVER ALLOW TO BEAT ME IS ME!” He was about to blast himself forward once again when Todoroki came to a stop, almost making Bakugou bump into him. “Hey!! What’d you stop for- oh.”

In front of them was a mine-field, stretching across for about fifty meters or more.

“Shit…”

Present Mic spoke through the microphone once again, explaining the next obstacle. “ALRIGHT EVERYONE, LISTEN UP!! THIS IS THE MINE-FIELD! IT’S PACKED WITH SMALL LAND-MINES THAT WILL MAKE A PRACTICALLY HARMLESS EXPLOSION WHEN STEPPED ON!! THEY DO GIVE YOU QUITE THE SCARE THOUGH!”

Todoroki started carefully walking/running through the field, making sure to avoid the small spots in the dirt where it was obvious mines had been planted. Bakugou’s eye twitched in anger, already moving forward to surpass Todoroki.

When he looked behind him, he nearly doubled his pace.

“Hey!! Kacchan! Don’t just leave me behind like that!” Midoriya arrived right behind him, stopping when he reached the edge of the mines. “Ouch. This is the second betrayal. I’m counting now.”

“Go to hell.”

“Meet you there!”

Midoriya stood at the edge of the field, trying to hold in his laughter when some of the other students arrived, screaming when the mines exploded. Okay, okay… Time to think.. How can I get past this quickly enough so that I can get in front of both Kacchan and Todoroki, without hurting myself?

Oh-

Uraraka jogged up to the third and last obstacle, putting her hands on her knees as she caught her breath. Her brow furrowed as other students ran past her, all of them falling victim to the startling explosions.

How am I gonna stay near the front..?! Bakugou-kun and Todoroki-kun are still tying for first.. And Deku-kun is right behind the- DEKU-KUN?!

Her eyes widened when she saw Midoriya standing at the edge of the field, just a bit away from her, using some kind of scrap metal to dig into the ground. I thought he was way farther up!!? I wonder what he’s doing?

“Deku-kun..? What are you doing??”

Midoriya looked up from his strange task in surprise, smiling at her. “Oh! You might wanna step back a bit for this, it’s gonna be big!” She was about to ask him what he meant by that when he suddenly jumped forward with the scrap metal underneath his stomach, about to land right on a pile of multiple land mines .

“DEKU-KUN!?!!”

She held her arms up in front of her face when an enormous cloud of pink smoke burst out from the mines, the ‘boom’ from the explosion muffling the loud cheer from Midoriya as he was sent flying into the air. Blasting across the field. 

Once it was safe to open her eyes, she watched in awe as Midoriya easily passed up Bakugou and Todoroki, yelling “TAG YOU’RE IT” as he did it. A new-found determination settling in her veins, she began to move forward once again, smiling as she avoided any land-mines left.

You can win this! Like Deku-kun!!

Midoriya cheered in excitement and thrill as he was launched across the field, reaching Bakugou and Todoroki and seconds. He smirked at both of them. “TAG, YOU’RE IT!!”

He could already hear Bakugou raging behind him in a multitude of curses.

“DEKU YOU FUCKER!! GET YOUR ASS BACK HERE! YOU’RE NOT ALLOWED TO BE AHEAD OF ME!! I’M GONNA FUCKING KILL YOU, YOU BASTARD!!”

Bakugou boosted himself with his explosions, yelling all the while. Todoroki, though he’ll never admit it, panicked, creating a pathway of ice for him to slide on. Midoriya grit his teeth as he neared the ground, sweat forming on his forehead as he raced for a way to get back up into the air.

He slammed the scrap metal down on the floor just as Bakugou and Todoroki were starting to catch, giving him one more boost of speed before he was running on the ground, One For All racing in his blood along with him. His heart beat like a drum, lungs straining for air as he ran, eyes as bright as his fire.

“AND THE ONE TO MAKE IT BACK TO THE STADIUM FIRST IS…..”

 He saw the light from the end of the tunnel up ahead, putting on a last burst of speed.

“NONE OTHER THAN…”

I can make it! I can make it!!

“MIDORIYA IZUKU!!”

Booming cheers rose from the audience, washing over Midoriya as he exited the tunnel out of breath, happy, excited, exhausted, and about to be killed by a fuming Pomeranian.

“DEKUUUUUU!!”

“Oh no..”

Bakugou marched up to him, actual smoke shooting out from his ears like a train whistle. “HOW DARE YOU BEAT ME?!?! I WAS GONNA GET FIRST PLACE!!”

Midoriya let out a breathy laughed, rubbing the back of his neck as Bakugou screamed. “Ah… Sorry about that, Kacchan!”

“DON’T FUCKING CALL ME KACCHAN!”

“But it’s fun!”

“No it isn’t.”

“Then why do you call me Deku?”

“.... Fair enough.”

Bakugou whacked him upside the head, glaring a him with no real heat behind it. “Hey, nerd….. Good job. Just don't expect to win the next round!”

Midoriya stared at him for a couple of moments, before beaming, his smile brighter than the sun, making Bakugou have to squint. “Thanks!!”

“Deku-kun!! That was amazing..!” Uraraka wobbled over, dirt covering her face. “You were all like ‘bam’! And ‘bam’!!”

Iida congratulated him on getting first place, looking down from losing at a race with his type of quirk. As more people began to arrive, Midoriya spotted Yaoyorozu struggling a bit, and went over to check it out.

“Yaoyorozu-san, are you oka-” His face went blank when he saw Mineta sticking to her butt from behind, using his quirks to stay attached. “Oh.”

He leaned in as far as he could without it being weird, shadows casting over his face as he raised his eyebrows at the purple-haired student, a dangerous smile on his face.

“Mineta-kun…”

“Y-yes..?”

“Did you know that I would be able to lift you up with my flames and carry you into the sky? I’ve never done it before, so I don’t know how high I can go. I wonder what would happen…?”

Mineta started to sweat, his small body shaking in fear as he immediately got off of Yaoyorozu’s back, continuously bowing to Midoriya. “N-no need to worry about that!! Haha!!”

“Good!”

He walked back to the class as Midnight cracked her whip, silencing the students.

“It’s finally over folks!! The first forty two people to finish will move on! Now, let’s move onto the next event!!” 

The holographic screen lit up again, showcasing the next event in bold print. “THE CAVALRY BATTLE!!”

Calvary huh…

“Participants will form their own teams of two or four, and ge into a horse-rider position! The rules are the same as a normal calvary battle, snag the other team’s headbands, and guard your own… With one exception!! Each of you have been assigned a point value based on your position in the first event!”

Mina smiled, tapping her finger on her chin. “So the team’s points depend on the group members!”

Midnight cracked her whip on the ground. “I’M ABOUT TO EXPLAIN IT, SO BE QUIET!!”

“Eep!!”

“Anyways, yes!! And your individual point value starts at five, at the bottom! So forty-second place is five points… Forty-first is ten… Get it? But our first place winner is worth…”

“ TEN MILLION POINTS!!”

….. Fuck.

Chapter Text

Midoriya started to sweat when he felt everyone’s eyes on him, Midnight’s words still ringing in his mind.

Ten… Million..? THAT’S A LOT OF PRESSURE.

Midnight smiled, pointing her finger towards the screen. “The match will last fifteen minutes! Each teams points are determined by its members. The rider will wear a headband that shows the number of points! Until the match ends, you will all compete to get each other’s headbands!! Any headbands you grab must be worn at the neck or higher! And most importantly..” She grinned at them all, raising her arm in the air. “Even if your headband is lost, and your formation is broken, it’s not over till it’s over!!”

“So that means there’ll be about ten to twelve teams on the field all at once…”

“And there’s no need to panic if you temporarily lose your points~!”

“Quirks are allowed!! But you cannot maliciously attack another student! That will get you out of the game!! You’ve got fifteen minutes, choose your teams!”

Midoriya covered his mouth with his chin, already thinking of who he wanted on his team. Who would be a good pair…? I have to think not only about quirks and strengths, but also how well people would work with each other…. If it’s them then..!

Midoriya grinned, looking around for the people he had decided on. He was about to turn around again when a soft hand landed on his shoulder.

“Who-”

“Deku-kun!! Team up with me-”

“URARAKA-SAN!! YOU SCARED ME!!”

“Ah! Sorry, Deku-kun!!”

Uraraka nervously laughed as he breathed a sigh of relief,  looking up at her with a bright smile. “I’m glad I found you! I was just looking for you to ask to team up with me!”

She blushed a bit, surprised. “O-oh. I guess that’s good then, huh?” She clapped her hands together, looking around to see who was left without a group. “So, who else do you have in mind?”

He grabbed her wrist, pulling along through the crowd of students. “Well, first off, let’s go get Iida-kun!”

In just a minute they found him talking with another student. Midoriya tapped his shoulder, alerting him to their presence. “Iida-kun!”

He turned and looked down at them, adjusting the glasses on his face.

“Oh.. It’s you two. I suppose you want me to team up with you?” Iida asked, smiling down at his friends.

“Yeah!” Uraraka nodded beside Midoriya, jumping up and down. “With you, we could totally win this-”

“I’m sorry, but I’ll have to decline.”

“..Eh?”

Iida gave them an apologetic smile, a determined fire settling in his eyes. “Ever since the entrance exam.. I’ve been behind you. It’s simply because you’re such a great friend that I must not follow you. Bakugou and Todoroki aren’t the only ones who are fighting to beat you…”

Iida turned away from them, walking to Todoroki’s group. “I am too!!”

“Iida-kun…” Midoriya dropped his hand, turning back to Uraraka as they walked away. “I’ll see you there!”

“Right!”

Uraraka breathed a sigh of relief, tuning to walk with Midoriya when a girl with pink hair and goggles suddenly ran up to them.

While practically screaming.

“TEAM UP WITH ME, MR. FIRST PLACE!!”

“What’s your talent?”

“I CAN MAKE REALLY REALLY GOOD BABIES!! AKA, SUPPORT ITEMS!!”

“Okay. Welcome to the team!”

“GREAT!!”

Uraraka blinked, trying and failing to comprehend what had just occurred in front of her. Midoriya and that girl continued talking, and she was showing him her inventions and what she thought would help them, they were already planning stuff…. “I’m sorry… What just happened?”

“Ah- Sorry, Uraraka-san!” Midoriya snapped out of his conversation with the girl, setting down some kind of flamethrower she had handed him. “This is Hatsume Mei, and she’s now part of our team!”

“Uh… Why?”

The girl- Hatsume- ran up to her, making her take a step back with how close she was. “I’m Hatsume Mei of the support department!! Mr. First Place here is gonna be in the spotlight, so if I’m with him then I can show off my babies!”

“... Babies…?”

Midoriya waved it off, rubbing the back of his neck as Hatsume continued to shout excitedly. “She means her support items she made. They’re amazing! That’s why I want her on our team. Losing Iida-kun wasn’t great but… We can still win!!”

“Oh.. Well, if you say so, Deku-kun, then I believe it!” Uraraka beamed up at him, still a little confused. Just as long as Hatsume doesn’t do anything bad, she’s all good on my terms! “So… Is this everyone on our team then?”

“Nope! There’s one more person I want to invite…”

Tokoyami was a bit stuck. He hadn’t found anyone to team up with, so for now he decided to just wait by the wall, and see if anyone came up to him.

He doubted it though.

His quirk wasn’t very well-known within his class, and no one else from any of the other classes would have even heard wind of it. Most people tend to think he was weird, considering his head is like a bird’s. He could understand it, society still is sometimes against mutant-type quirks. Ones that change your appearance. Especially ones that make you look scary or strange.

So really, he doesn’t think anyone will come to team up with him.

“Oiii! Tokoyami-kuunn!!”

Nevermind.

He looked up from his leaning against the wall to see Midoriya, Uraraka, and some other girl from another class running up to him.  They were all waving their hands at him.

“Tokoyami-kun!! Are you in a team yet?!” Midoriya marched up to him, a small smile on his face.

He stared at him with calm red eyes, still leaning against the wall. “No.”

“Then-!”

“JOIN OUR TEAM!!”

"Alright, you kids! Your fifteen minutes are up!! Gather your team up in front of the stage please!" 

Midoriya and his team walked up, fidgeting on their feet. Midnight went around, handing the head bands to everyone. Midoriya tied his around his head, making sure it was tight enough.

He wiped his sweaty hands on his shirt, nodding to his team to get into position.

"READY…!"

"Are you guys ready for this? You got the plan?"

"SET…!!" 

"Yeah!!"

"GO!!"

"RUN!"

Midoriya made sure he didn't fall off as Uraraka, Hatsume, and Tokoyami started running to the side. Right when they were given the signal to start, almost every other team had immediately launched after them, their sights on his head band.

He saw Bakugou at the front, hitting Kirishima's head for him to go faster. Todoroki wasn't too far either, only just behind his blonde friend. Midoriya his team heads, getting them to look up at him.

"Don't go up yet… I'll give you the signal, but do not go up unless I say so."

Hatsume nodded excitedly, Tokoyami didn't say anything, and Uraraka looked a little nervous, but they all agreed. Good. We can do this!!

They stopped in the middle of the field, surrounded on all sides by the other teams, everyone rushing to the center to try and get the ten million. Holy crackers that's a lot of people. 

Uraraka bit her lip, looking up at Midoriya as she waited for the signal. That's a lot of people, Deku-kun… I hope your plan works out, or were gonna be squashed!!

The teams were quickly closing in. "Not yet…" Fifty feet. "Not yet…!" Thirty feet. "Not yet..!" Fifteen feet. "NOW!!"

Uraraka immediately followed through, making herself, and everyone else in their team light enough to the point of floating in the air. Hatsume readied the jet boots, flames spitting from the bottom. They all held on tight as the boots powered on, shooting them up into the air like a rocket, away from the group of teams below. 

Midoriya howled in laughter as the teams began to crash into each other, clashing in the middle where they used to stand. His amusement was torn away when they heard a shout from below.

"DEKU!! DON'T YOU RUN FROM ME!!" 

"Oh fuck." Midoriya cursed as Bakugou launched himself into the air using his explosions, leaving his team on the ground. "Uraraka-san!! Hatsume-san!! Cut the jets!" 

"Why?!! We'll fall!"

He spread his arms, an excited grin on his face. "Just trust me!"

The two girls nodded, cutting the boots' fire power, leaving them floating in the air, the only reason they weren't falling bring Uraraka's quirk. 

"DEKUU!!" 

"Sorry about this in advance, Kacchan!" Flames shot out from Midoriya's hands, spreading out in front of him in beautiful ribbons. It blocked Bakugou from advancing, keeping him from getting to his group. 

Uraraka yelped when darker, green flames started to cover her legs and midsection, along with Hatsume and Tokoyami as well. She expected to feel burning heat, but surprisingly, they were only warm. 

"Don't worry guys, I lowered the heat. They won't hurt you. Just make sure you keep your quirk up, Uraraka-san." 

As Bakugou began to fall back towards his team, Sero pulling back with tape, Midoriya controlled his fire. I'm able to lift and carry things with my quirk… However, I can't carry a human being unless my flames are at a high power, and strong enough to lift the weight. But I can't do that without risking hurting my friends! And that's where Uraraka-san's quirk comes in!!

He tugged on his flames, the force of the pull as well as their weightlessness making it easy for him to control where they went in the air. They dodged another jump from Bakugou, using the boots to add an extra burst of speed. 

"Alright you guys, let's win this for sure!!"

Meanwhile, down below…

"THAT DAMN PIECE OF FUCKING BROCCOLI!! HOW DARE HE STAY IN THE AIR LIKE A COWARD!!" 

"Calm down, Baku-bro! We'll get them next time!"

"I thought it was pretty cool…"

"WHAT THE FUCK DID YOU SAY?!!?"

"Nothing!!"

Bakugou huffed, tearing Sero's tape from around his waist as he eyed Midoriya up in the sky. I'll admit… that was good.  

After Midoriya had flown up into the air, his team had just barely managed to get away before the other teams began crashing into each other. Honestly, it was hilarious to watch. Most of the general studies, and support students had fallen. The hero course students finding ways to stay up. Quite a few people had taken advantage of the chaos while Bakugou was chasing after Midoriya. Todoroki being one of them.

Bakugou watched as Todoroki stole another confused team's head band, tying it around his neck. I’ll get Deku later.. Might as well crush some other extras!!

“Bakugou!! There’s a team coming up on our left!”

He turned just in time to see a pair of sly, light blue eyes smile at him as they stole the head band from his head.

“Wha-”

The student smiled, the look completely smug on his pale face. “Sorry about that! But this is mine now. Looks like class 1-A isn’t as good as everyone says~!”

Something inside him snapped.

“Uhh… Don-don’t worry about it, Baku-bro!! We can just get other headbands!”

“Yeah! We won’t lose this!”

“No need to go raging over just one guy, right?”

“ ... Huh..?”

“Oh no.”

“WHO THE FUCK DOES THAT GUY THINK HE IS??!!?” Bakugou screamed, slamming his fists down on Kirishima’s head, thankfully unharmed. “I’LL KILL HIM!! I’LL FUCKING KILL HIM!”

“Baku-bro..!!”

“ Move. We’ve got a fucker to kill. ”

“Yes sir.”

Midoriya breathed a sigh of relief when Bakugou stopped jumping after them, starting to chase after some other poor fool.

He hopes they survive the wrath of an angry Pomeranian.

“Uraraka-san, how is your quirk holding up?” Midoriya looked around himself, moving them more to the side when someone tried to throw some kind of spike-thing at them.

“Not.. Ugh.. Not doing so good…!” Uraraka gulped, sweat starting to form on her brow as she kept her quirk activated. “Can’t hold it much longer… Deku-kun.”

Midoriya smiled at her, as well as looking down to see how far they were up. “Alright. Hatsume-san, Tokoyami-kun, my flames won’t be able to support us at this power, so I need you guys to help us land safely. Got it?”

Hatsume’s boots flared up once more, ready to slowly lower them to the ground as well as she can. “Yup!! I’m all set! I’ll get those big companies to see my precious babies~!!”

“I won’t let you fall, Midoriya.” Dark Shadow slowly crept out from behind Tokoyami, arms stretched out and ready to catch them if something went wrong during their descent.

“Okay. Uraraka-san, release your quirk please!”

“.. Got it…!”

Uraraka quickly clasped her hands together, muttering the word “release” as she cancelled her quirk. Midoriya held in a yelp when they suddenly started to fall, but swiftly regained his balance when Hatsume’s boots fired up, slowing their descent down to a comfortable pace.

“Okay guys… Once we get down there, we’re gonna have to put up a lot of defense. I’m betting Todoroki-kun is going to go straight at us. And unless Kacchan has already caught that poor soul, he won’t be going for us. So what I’m thinking is-AH!!”

The jet boots suddenly flickered out of life, sending them rocketing towards the ground at increasing speeds.

Everyone-except Tokoyami ‘cause he doesn’t scream-screamed as they fell, desperately holding on to each other as to not fall apart. Tokoyami narrowed his eyes as Dark Shadow stretched out in front of him, ready to stop their fall. 

“T-Tokoyami-kun!! Do you have us?!”

“Yes!!”

The ground came ever closer, the wind harshly whipping against their face. Dark Shadow braced themselves, making themselves as big as they could go as the team neared the ground. When they got close enough, Dark Shadow completely engulfed them, successfully stopping their fall, with as minimal injuries as possible.

Tokoyami retracted Dark Shadow, breathing a deep sigh of relief once he saw they were all okay. Still standing, as well.

Midoriya looked up, fixing the headband around his head. “Is.. Is everyone alright?”

“Yeah… Yeah I think we’re all good!!”

Hatsume whined, kicking her now-broken jet boots to the side. “My babies…”

“WOULD YOU LOOK AT THAT!! They SURVIVED FROM FALLING OUT OF THE SKY!! WOW!! WHAT IS THIS TEAM?!!” Present Mic announced from the stadium, Aizawa sighing next to him. “AND NOW TEAM TODOROKI IS HEADING TOWARDS THEM!! WHAT ARE THEY GONNA DO?!!”

Midoriya snapped his head up, seeing Todorki’s team running towards them. They had about six or seven headbands already… This is going to be hard.

“Midoriya! I’m going to have to take your headband now!” Todoroki stated calmly, rushing towards them with no hesitation.

“Okay everyone.. Are you ready?!” Team Midoriya stood up, eyes burning with the desire to win.

“Yes!!”