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Hitoshi had a great childhood,
Although he was at the orphanage for as long as he could remember, it was still amazing, the kids and the caretakers were just the best.
He was given some rules to follow but it was genuinely normal, The bullying at school wasn't the best but he dealt with it by being his sarcastic self.
But at a young age Hitoshi always knew he was different.
He wasn't a girl.
He was a boy. He wasn't anything like the girls.
He found himself weird, but he decided to research, research how he felt just trying to find an answer to his questions.
Then he found it.
'Transgender people are people whose gender identity is different from the gender they were assigned to be at birth.'
The term just felt so... right.
He kept on researching, learning:
What is binding?
How to bind?
What is testosterone?
How is testosterone administered?
One day he finally decided to tell his caretakers.
"I think I'm transgender." He started. "No, I know I'm transgender."
"Okay, kid. Do you feel comfortable with that term? What are your preferred pronouns? Because I know that some trans people identify with They/Them or He/They or even all pronouns. Also, Do you have a preferred name-" The lady rambled before stopping when she spots the purple haired child practically sobbing.
"Kid are you okay? Did I do something wrong? I'm sorr-" Before she was given the opportunity to complete her apology, she was practically tackled by the kid.
"Thank you, thank you." The purplenette repeated.
"You don't need to thank me kid, but I still need an answer to those questions."
"He/Him, please. And Hitoshi, my name is Hitoshi." He said while sniffling.
"Well then, Hello Hitoshi-kun. What would you like for lunch?"
"Ramen please!"
Hitoshi was happy.
He was given multiple binders, in multiple colors.
The other kids were pleased to learn Hitoshi was more comfortable with his own body.
Then it happened,
Hitoshi was adopted by a lovely couple.
A black haired man and a loud blond.
His Dad and Papa.
Midoriya Izuku didn't have the best childhood. He was a quirkless child.
He wasn't a tall boy like Kacchan. He wasn't a strong boy like Kacchan, And sometimes he didn't really feel like a boy.
He was a child that was practically raised by the internet. So he knew terms like transgender, non-binary, genderfluid and many more.
But those terms didn't feel.... right, he just knew that some pronouns felt rather better than others.
So he learned and experimented with different terms of gender identity.
His mother was very supportive throughout his journey of self discovery.
[Transgender] Using She/her pronouns felt nice but wasn't complete.
[Demi-girl or Demi-boy] He/They and She/They also felt incorrect but it was almost there .
But he realized that going by They/them didn't feel right at all.
He then found a seemingly lesser known term.
[Bigender]
'Bigender is a gender identity which can be literally translated as 'two genders' or 'double gender'. Bigender people experience exactly two gender identities, either simultaneously or varying between the two. These two gender identities are usually male and female, but bigender could also include non-binary identities'
And there it was the term that felt so right.
The pronouns that felt so right were He/Him and She/Her.
So a couple of weeks after figuring herself out. He sat his mom down and started talking.
"Ma, I Identify as bigender. I go by He/Him and She/Her pronouns, I h-hope you can accept me for who I am Ma." Izuku told her mom nervously picking on his lips.
Inko gently pats Izuku's hand, instructing her kid to look at her. "Oh, Zuzu of course i accept you. I love you for being you."
Izuku was given a big bear hug by his mom, sobbing on her moms shoulder.
"I love you mama, I love you so much." Izuku repeated into his mothers shoulder.
Izuku usually felt these two gender identities simultaneously, but on occasion he would it would be more specific.
If she ever wore a specific accessory it would mean something like he'd go by He/Him if he was wearing a thick black bracelet.
And if she wore a pastel green and gold woven bracelet made by her mother, she went by She/Her pronouns.
He even told Katsuki about his gender. He wasn't that bad of a bully but it was okay.
' "Your still a fucking nerd, okay? It doesn't matter whether you're a girl or a boy. It's doesn't fucking matter Deku."'
Although he was still teasing him it was amazing.
Hitoshi was just in the gender neutral locker room, it was only used by a couple of students so he used it to feel safe.
He heard some rattling and froze, suddenly the door was opened by the quirkless greenette from his class.
He was halfway from putting his shirt on, his purple binder obviously in view.
'Oh my fucking god, fuck fuck.' Hitoshi thought repeatedly.
"I just have a testosterone deficiency." His mouth blurted out in a panic. 'That's a stupid excuse .' His brain just had to supply.
"Yamazawa-kun, I'm not dumb. Being trans is literally a normal thing. I would know I'm literally bigender and experimented with my gender identity multiple times." Izuku answers intelligently.
"Bigender?" Hitoshi asked curiously.
"Yup, Bigender is defined as someone who has two gender identities. For me it's male and female. She/Her and He/him " Izuku said.
A dumb grin came on Hitoshi's face as he started wearing his clothes. "So you're a transformer, too?" He asked sarcastically.
"God, I've heard that too many times." Izuku groaned out.
Hitoshi let out a laugh at Izukus suffering.
Hitoshi was heading to His best friend's room when he hears Izuku singing her heart out.
He gently opens the door and sees Izuku in a yellow sundress.
"I'd like for you and I to go romancing
Say the word, your wish is my command
Ooh, love, ooh, loverboy
What're you doin' tonight, hey, boy?
Write my letter
Feel much better
And use my fancy patter on the telephone."
"Knock, knock. Lover boy." Hitoshi said amusement lacing his tone.
For a couple of seconds Izuku looked embarrassed but quickly ignoring that, he went to give Hitoshi a big hug.
"Toshi, what'cha doing here."
"Wanted to see you Zu, but is it true?" Hitoshi said in the others hair.
"What is?" She asked confused.
"My wish is your command." He answered Izuku.
"That depends." Izuku says giggling.
"On what?"
"Well~, a lot of things, But you should tell me what your wish is before I make assumptions." He answered Hitoshi.
"Well," Hitoshi starts he lifts Izukus chin, staring at the green eyes.
"Be mine, and let me be yours. I wanna take care of you Zu, give you all the snuggles, love and maybe kisses. I want to be able to get affection from you anytime I want. It's not like I don't already do that, but I want it to be official. Zu, I want to be your partner."
Hitoshi was starting silently at Izukus eyes for what felt like a whole minute, the he saw Izukus eyes filled with tears, lips wobbling slightly.
"Wait Zu I'm sorry, Just forget that, I'm sorry." The purple haired boy repeated in a panic.
Then he felt a hands hold his face.
"I did say 'your wish was my command' " The greenette said shyly. "S-so, yes. I'd like to be your partner, give you snuggles, love and k-kisses."
"Wait, really Zu. I don't want to pressure you. You don't have-" Hitoshi rambles until he was silenced by soft lips locking with his own.
His eyes widen before he shuts them, savoring the kiss.
They broke the kiss and looked away from each other, dark blush staining their cheeks.
"You're not pressuring me, I want this. I want you." Izuku says before giving Hitoshi a peck.
"Wow." Hitoshi mutters, placing his forehead on Izukus. "This is real, right.?"
"Need another kiss to confirm it?"
"Fuck yeah. " Hitoshi says breathlessly.
Hitoshi opens the door of his house on the weekend.
The first thing they heard was a very loud "I'M NOT SINGLE ANYMORE BITCHES!"
"So you finally confessed to the problem child?" His dad responded tiredly.
"Yup." He responds as he flops on the couch, literally stuffing his face into a pillow to just scream.
"You okay there kid." His Papa asked.
"I'm great." He said with a grin.
"Mama." Izuku said with a voice filled with happiness.
"Yes baby, what's up?"
"Toshi and I are together now."
"Oh, really?"
"Yep."
"Well I guess I have to meet him soon."
"Wait, Mama not yet!"