Izuku Midoriya was currently sitting on the grass, side by side with a spikey blonde, making agitated pops with his palms, across from three other kids. They were up on a hill, far from the edge in fear of falling. There weren't any trees at the top where they were, but there were trees on the slope, basically making a leaf wall around us, keeping us away from sight from every direction except upwards. Katsuki "Kacchan" Bakugou, the small leader that he was, lead his gang of children into the forest, straight up to this very hill. He marched all around the clearing, claiming it as his own, showing his dominance by popping his hands with his quirk, explosion.

His quirk manifested a few weeks ago, before everyone else's, and also better than everyone else's. In the kindergarten hierarchy, he ascended the toddler throne, beating out wings, removable limbs, and a robot voice. Izuku, regardless of his quirk not manifesting yet, was currently right below him as he was his closest friend. They were baby buddies, their moms being best friends. No one was deterred by his lack of quirk, but some of them didn't feel like he was worthy of having the privilege of sitting next to Bakugou on the swings, or being able to call him Kacchan without being popped in the face. Too bad they were too afraid of the red eyed blonde to call it out.

In their indian circle, of wings, bald kids, explosions, and green hair, they were talking about heroes. The way each kid talked about them were different. The kid with wings, who Izuku had no name to place with his face, talked about them with admiration. Izuku himself was talking about how important they were, and how he wanted to be one one day. From his right, Kacchan started chatting about beating All Might, the number one hero, in a fight one day. That got a lot of reactions from his supporters.

"Yesss, you'd totally be able to beat him with your quirk!" The boy with wings claps as he said it, excited at the idea of Kacchan beating up someone. His chubby hands came together four times, and Katsuki Bakugou smiled.

The other children also backed up his statement, all of them agreeing to some agree that it would be pretty cool if he could be All Might. Izuku agreed with them, but had his reserves about it.

"You know, Kacchan, you're gonna have to be a real strong Hero to beat All Might, so if you really want to beat him, you're gonna have to work hard." Kacchan's sly grin widened into a determined grin. He looked into Izuku's round, green eyes.

"Oh I plan on it Izuku, try to keep up." The glint in his eyes wasn't dangerous, it was a challenge. Or more it was him giving himself a chance for an easy win. With Kacchan, it could be both.

This moment was ruined by the chubby winged kid laughing, and with him, the other kids did too. Their laughter was contagious, the urge to laugh with them bubbled up within Izuku, but he didn't. He felt something was strongly wrong. Kacchan didn't laugh either, barely cracked a smile. Gasping for breath, the chubby boy stuttered out,

"D-Deku c-can't do anything like you c-can Bakugou! You don't even have your quirk yet." Even though the child had a brave moment against the king of the playground, it was crushed by Bakugou's simple, and finishing,

"Are you stupid?"

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Kacchan boosted off after the other kids as they ran away. Each kid ran in a different direction, the winged kid flew straight off the top, maintaining the same height he jumped off of. The other kid took a nasty tumble down the edge of the hill when he backed away from Kacchan's sparking hands, he landed with a soft thud on the grass at the bottom of the hill, but not before hitting a few trees on the way. The third kid methodically half slid half walked down the hill, not following the second kids example. Regardless, Kacchan chased them off, calling them idiots, leaving Izuku alone atop the hill.

He sat there, alone and confused. The kids made fun of him because he wasn't as good as Kacchan? Izuku thought. Sure, he was strong, and would beat All Might some day, but that shouldn't mean that he should get made fun of for Kacchan not saying he thought I was super weak. That just didn't compute well in his little brain. Something that did compute though was that he was going to need to get down from the hill.

Izuku stood up from his place he had been sitting at for almost an hour, and swiped his hands against his pants to get the dirt off. His mom wouldn't want him to come inside with dirty clothes. His red shoes lightly padded against the dirt as Izuku walked towards the cliff-like edge. It looked like a massive drop off for his tiny body, and as soon as he went up to the edge, Izuku winced, and took a step back before-

Ka-KAAW

A bird's screech causes him to instantly try to run away in the opposite direction from the piercing sound, but that direction, sadly for Izuku, was right off the side of the hill. Red shoes and green hair tumbled over one another as Izuku slid, rolled, and tumbled his way down the slope. The slope was maybe thirty feet of awkward angles, rocks, trees, and roots. Izuku met most of them alone the way.

His vision flashed with the image of his flailing arms reaching out for something to bring him to an end of his tumble. He flashed past a small, jagged rock, and whipped his arm against it, but he misjudged where to grab and just got his arm dragged against the sharp rock, fingers fumbling and failing to help him.

He bumbled to a stop, clutching his arm as he sat at the foot of the hill. His eyes watered against the pain he was feeling, his arm had been cut open, lasting from elbow to wrist, leaking blood lightly. Water works spilled from his eyes.

Once his eyes stopped dripping with tears, he realized it was getting dark, with the brighter, warmer colors bleeding into the sky, the blue giving way to red and orange. Izuku wobbled to his feet, and wiped away the tracks on his face. He remembered the way Kacchan had led them, so he just waddled down that path, which was fairly straight forward. It was mostly just a path in the forest, but with a single detour between a few specific bushes.

Walking wasn't too hard, neither was focusing, but it was still painful. He really needed a couple of bandaids. His mother was going to freak out, but that was ok.

The sky was a very different color by the time that Izuku got home. It was blue when he left his house, orange when he left the hill, and a deep purple when he got home, where he was now. He lingered outside of his door, just thinking about his day, and the mean kids who tried to make fun of him. He had never really heard them talk about him like that, and it really didn't make much sense to him. A frown flitters over his pained expression. His round eyes were scrunched up, a mixed expression. Bandaids.

He reaches up with his good arm, and opens up the door to his home. He opens the door and walks in, and calls out to the back of the house, hoping his mother would be back there, because she clearly wasn't in the empty forefront of the apartment.

"Uh, Mom, where are the Bandaids?" He heard a stumble from the back of the house, from the kitchen it sounded like. Her usually soft voice sounded higher than normal when she called back to him.

"I swear if you hurt yourself.. I'll be there in a second honey, they're in the first aid box on the table, I was going through it earlier!" Izuku locked his eyes on the red and white box sitting on the coffee table, which for some reason he hadn't noticed before hand. Izuku took two steps and reached out his good arm, his left one, and felt a tug. He stopped moving forward, and just felt that tug tighten in his gut slightly, right before the first aid box blasted off from its place on the table and rammed straight into his face, knocked him back.

"Aaaahhhh-cuh" Izuku yelled out in pain at it collided with his forehead, comedically lifting his feet equally as his head is knocked down. However, his scream was cut off by the sound of a mini flamethrower going off, green and red flames mixing together, spewing out of his mouth. Izuku was feeling a lot of things in this moment, pain, surprise, but most of all, excitement. That was, however, before he finally hit the floor and blacked out.

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Izuku woke up in his All Might themed bed. The mans very pronounced face was on his blanket, staring up at the ceiling, as Izuku was. He lifted up his right arm, which felt very stiff. In the dark, he could make out that he was wearing slightly fringed medical tape. Fringed. It wasn't a dream that had happened, he had really did create some fire. He really did light the first aid kit, that he had launched into his face, on fire, and he launched it into his face which is so cool and ouch.

Izuku started shaking, but not for fear, or medical reasons, but energy. He checked his alarm clock, which said 9:34. Now, since it was dark, it was probably pm. Since it was prolly the same day, friday, his mom was probably still awake. Usually she went to sleep before him, even though his bedtime is way earlier than when she went to sleep. Izuku slipped out of his bed, and a wave of nausea hit him for a moment, and he grabbed his desk to steady himself. His unfocused eyes slowly came into focus, and with them, the dizziness left.

The green eyed four year old walked out of his room, slightly clutching his arm still, and went immediately to the first sound he heard, which was some TV his mom was probably watching.

"Uh, Hey, mom." His voice was a little raspy, but other than that he was fine. He squinted in the two contrasting colors of the room, the dark corner she was sitting in, and the bright TV, which was giving him a slight headache.

"HH Izu!" She looked up immediately, tear tracks down her eyes. Her eyes watering as she rushed up and at Izuku, enveloping him into a tight hug, careful to not squeeze his arm. She ran her fingers through his hair, weeping. All of a sudden, she stopped, straightened, and looked Izuku in the dead of the eye.

"What. Happened." Scary mom mode has been activated. Izuku started stuttering out the thing about his arm, saying it got cut on a rock when he fell. Inko Midoriya stopped him there.

"What about your head? And why was the first aid box on fire?" Inko expected Izuku to start stuttering even more, but instead he started bouncing, smiling wide.

"I-I think its my quirk! I can pull things, like you! But i can also breathe fire! I've only done each once but thats what happened! It was so cool." Izuku spoke fast, but not too fast for his mother. She looked conflicted, but happy for her child.

".. Two quirks?" Izuku nodded. But he frowned.

"Is that.. Bad?" Inko looked down at him and shook her head.

"No, Izu. It's just very rare that children get both of their parents quirks." Her mind went to the semi famous prodigy child, Shouto Todoroki, who had come on the news a few weeks a go for awakening the two quirks of his parents, Half Cold Half Hot. This wouldn't normally be news, but when you're father is Enji Todoroki, the number two hero, it's a big deal. Her son himself was in a similar boat, just with more everyday quirks, not that she'd tell her son that.

"That sounds so cool! I'm gonna be the best hero!" He yelled excitedly, bouncing on his heels. Inko smiled lovingly at him.

"Yeah, yeah you will baby."

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The kids at school did not agree. Today when he barreled into the kids that were always around Bakugou. He showed off that he could pull things at him, even things like chairs. He didn't even get to show off his fire breath before they just started laughing at him.

"You-you think you can stand up to Bakugou? With That? Hahaha you Deku" The chubby kid said. He was dying of laughter, and the other kids were nervously laughing. Izuku's eyes started watering. But before he started crying, he focused his quirk, and even though he'd barely had any time to practice, he yanked his legs out from under him.

The kids back hit the floor with a thumb. At first, no one moved, but then he started to cry lightly. The other two kids looked away from the body and right at Izuku, eyes wide. Their mouths half opened, but the only sound that came out was a woosh as they ran away, trying to avoiding trouble. Izuku turned around, looking for Kacchan, and caught sight of some spikey blonde hair, and he chased it like a dog.

Katsuki Bakugou turned around and look on as Izuku ran up to him, breathing hard with his hands on his knees. Katsuki watched as Izuku mumbled things to himself. It was his habit, and it was irritating.

"Oi, Izuku, just say what you're gon say and stop mumbling." He looks at the chaos of the kids playground, and sees his "friends" running around like they were chickens with their heads cut off.

"I got my quirk, and you're followers are mean." Izuku explains it all to Katsuki, watching him nod along to what happened. He explained the duality of his quirk, and how the kids called him Deku. As he was talking, he slowly started stiffening his posture, looking Kacchan eye to eye once his story was done. Kacchan was silent for a moment. Izuku leaned his head back, and exhaled smoke through his nose.

"Two weak quirks can prolly work as a training dummy." Both of them were smiling at that.

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