Hero Team: Rainbow Storm

When All Might tells Izuku Midoriya that he should abandon his dream of being a hero, Midoriya takes Bakugo's earlier advice and jumps off the building. He miraculously survives, and while he is healing in the hospital, a certain villain decides to gift Midoriya a quirk. Now that Izuku finally has a quirk, he can finally go to U.A and learn what it means to be a hero. And he's going there with friends

Chapter 1: Origin

The pain that Midoriya Izuku felt by All Might's words was soon replaced by the physical pain of hitting the pavement below the building. He faintly heard the screams of the people who saw the fall, as well as one panicked citizen frantically calling for an ambulance. The pain distracted him as the ambulance arrived, being lifted onto the stretcher, and being carried into the vehicle. But it was as they were closing the door that Midoriya caught one last glimpse at the true form of the man who had just crushed his dreams.

It was the next day by the time that Izuku woke from unconsciousness, and it was to see his mother, Midoriya Inko, worrying over him with an intensity found only in a Midoriya. She told him about his injuries, some broken ribs, arms, and legs, as well as a fracture in his skull. She told him that they had to call in the pro hero Recovery Girl, as well as a small team of others with healing quirks to heal him, as his injuries were very extensive.

She had also told him of the event that happened with Kacchan, how he had been taken hostage by the same sludge villain that had attacked him before his encounter with All Might. Bakugou made it out safely, though the pro heroes did have plenty of difficulty taking the villain down.

Perhaps the most interesting piece of information was that All Might himself had visited his room earlier that day. His mother told him that his idol wished that he would get better soon, and had even revealed that he would be back tomorrow to visit again. Throughout the entire conversation, Izuku noticed that his mother was very obviously trying to avoid the fact that her son had jumped off the roof of a building.

He didn't bring it up. In fact, Izuku didn't speak at all, only listening to the things that his mother had to say. He had hardly spared her a glance, and mostly just gazed lifelessly in front of him. Inko made many attempts to try and drag him into conversation, but to no avail. Eventually, hours passed and Inko made her way back home, promising to come back the next day. Izuku bade no goodbye, and continued to stare into nothingness.

Izuku's first thought when his mother had left was that he hadn't jumped off a tall enough building, and that he might try his luck with the roof of the hospital. That idea was quickly thrown away. Izuku knew that he had no reason to live, but he had just seen and heard first hand how worried his mother was for him, and even if there was nothing Midoriya Inko could do or say to make him feel better, he didn't want to put her through that pain.

Perhaps jumping off the roof of that building, in front of his idol… formal idol, no less, was a rash and irresponsible decision, but Izuku knew he couldn't keep living if he kept getting denied his dream. Izuku knew that he should have accepted earlier that he'd never get to be a hero, should have been looking into other paths of life, but becoming a hero was the only thought that got him excited, the only way for him to be truly happy.

That evening, Izuku woke to the sounds of footsteps walking by his room. This in itself wasn't strange, as he was currently in a hospital, but the fact that they stopped at his room and started to open his door was what convinced him to not go back to sleep. A figure appeared in the doorway, and the young Midoriya turned his head to get a better look.

The figure had the body of a man, one who was tall and muscular. He wore a black suit with a white shirt and black tie, all of which gave of a sense of wealth and power. Though by far the most prominent feature about him was the strange black helmet looking thing that covered his head. There seemed to be tubes or pipes of some sort at the bottom of the helmet, and the design of the helmet itself looked like a scary skull. Everything about this man spoke power, and Izuku Midoriya quickly found himself in a state of fear.

"So you're the young boy who threw himself off the roof?" the man said, though he didn't sound like he wanted an answer from Midoriya, so Izuku gave none. "Yes, you could work. A smart, quirkless boy with aspirations such as yours could work very well in my favor."

Izuku registered that this man must have obtained information on him, otherwise he wouldn't have known that he was quirkless. Where he got that information, he didn't know, but a good assumption would be the hospital database, as it had to include in medical information what someone's quirk was, in case anything the doctors attempted would cause damage to the patient. Regardless, why this man needed information on him was a cause for concern.

The man walked closer to the bed that Izuku Midoriya resided in, causing the middle schooler to attempt to move away, only for him to grimace in pain as he shifted in his bed. The man arrived at the side of his bed, and Midoriya shut his eyes tightly, fearing that the man might cause harm to him. A minute passed, and yet Izuku felt nothing. Against his better judgement, he opened his eyes, and slowly turned to look at the man that would likely give him nightmares later.

"Tell me, Midoriya Izuku, what is it you desire most?" He asked, not getting a response from Izuku. "I told you to tell me Izuku, I expect you to answer." He said, sounding a bit more frustrated than earlier, but Izuku still gave no answer. "Speak, child!" The man shouted, right as he extended his right arm and grabbed Izuku's head with his hand. As Izuku felt the hand on his head, he felt something strange go through his body.

"I want to have a quirk, and become the number one hero in the world!" Midoriya screamed. He noticed that he said that involuntarily, but he had a hard time focusing on anything other than the feeling he had.

"And why do you want to become the number one hero?"

"So that I can properly help anyone in need!"

The strange man took his hand off Izuku's head after he said that, and then the feeling went away. He stared up at the man, not knowing what had come over him, until it clicked. He must have a quirk that forces people to tell the truth, even against their will. Izuku heard the man chuckle, and suspected that he had more to say.

"Exactly what I thought it would be, young man. I apologize for using that quirk on you, but I wanted to hear you say it yourself. I am now certain that you will be of use to me. In fact, I think you're exactly what I need to make all of my plans perfect." Izuku didn't know what to make of what the man was saying, but he saw that the man was bringing his hand back towards his head, and flinched.

The man stopped when Izuku did that. "Do not worry young man, I am not going to hurt you or make you say anything you don't want to. I am giving you a gift to accomplish your dream. I only ask that you use it to the best of your ability, and become the strongest hero you can. And never lose sight of you dream. The desire you have may be simple, but it is pure."

He grabbed Izuku's head for the second time, and for the second time that day, Izuku felt some strange feeling go through him. This one was different though, and this one stayed when the man took his hand away from his head. He felt different, he felt stronger, he felt as if he could soar through the air.

"I'll be seeing you again, Izuku Midoriya."

***LINE BREAK***

"How's the young man healing, is everything looking up for him?" Yagi Toshinori asked the doctor that had just left the very room that he wanted to help him. The past two days he had thought of nothing but the young boy who he had failed. Just a few words, and he had sent the boy off the roof. Izuku Midoriya, a boy who wanted nothing else than to be a hero, a boy who obviously looked up to him more than anyone else, a boy who was so much like him when he was his age, and he had convinced the boy that there was no more meaning to life.

"He's healing very quickly, though that has a lot to do with Recovery Girl. She came by again this morning to use her quirk on him a second time, so he should be out of here tomorrow. Of course, we're going to have to put him through a psychological evaluation to see if he needs to be monitored or not. We can't send him home if we think he's at risk for further suicidal behavior."

Toshinori nodded at the doctor, a very rare frown present on the face of his muscle form. A couple more words were exchanged between the two of them before the old man went off to go look at the scans and blood work that they had taken from Midoriya. All Might stood still for a couple seconds, calming himself and controlling his breathing and forcing himself to smile before he went to step into the room of Izuku Midoriya.

As soon as he opened the door, the two inhabitants in the room looked over to see who was entering. Midoriya Inko, whose name he had learned yesterday when he had come to visit Izuku yesterday, looked up in relief when he fully entered the threshold. However, Izuku looked at him and only seemed to get more sad, as well as looking like he was conflicted about something.

"Midoriya Inko, it is a pleasure to see you once again. I hope you are doing well." He said to her, getting a bigger smile out of her as he said it. All Might turned to look at Izuku again, his smile faltering as he did so. The injuries that were scattered around Izuku's body were his fault, and when he looked upon them he knew that he had to do something to fix it.

"Midoriya Izuku, it is my understanding that you should be out of the hospital tomorrow." He said, though not in his usual happy and joyful voice. He received only a small nod in return. Toshinori tool another deep breath.

"Mrs Midoriya, would you be so kind as to allow me a moment alone with your son? I promise you, he is in good hands with me."

Midoriya Inko was noticeably put down by this, but she bade a quiet goodbye to Izuku and told him that she'd be getting something to eat if she needed him. She left the room in hurry, and soon enough it was just Toshinori and Izuku in the room. All Might gave another heavy sigh, before he exploded from his muscle form to his true form. No point in staying in his muscle form when the boy already knew what he was really like.

Toshinori lead himself to the seat that was placed next to Midoriya's bed and sat himself down in it. Silence followed after that, neither Izuku or Toshinori knowing what to say in this situation. Toshinori looked like he was about to start speaking a number of times, but quickly stopped himself every time, thinking that whatever he was about to say was not good enough.

"I'm not going to tell people your secret." Izuku said suddenly, causing Toshinori to jump slightly with surprise. "I won't tell anyone that the symbol of peace is really a scrawny twig, or that he drove a teenage boy to jump off a building. If that's why you're here, then you can just go."

Midoriya Izuku was surprised with himself at what he had just said to the number one hero, having never said something so blunt or something so cold to anyone before, not even to Kacchan. Midoriya was an awkward and shy person, a large part of it stemming from the bullying and discrimination he received because of his quirklessness, and so he made an effort not to say things rudely. Doing so was a guaranteed way for him to be beat up.

"... No, that's not what I came here to say, though after the way that I acted towards you yesterday, I can understand why you'd come to that conclusion."

Yagi Toshinori was only more disappointed in himself when he had heard what Midoriya had to say to him. To think that he not only drove what had been by far the most enthusiastic fan of his that he had seen in quite a while to not only jump off of a rooftop, but to cause him to think of him in such a way made the number one hero want to use his muscle form to punch his true, pathetic, skinny form.

"I came here to apologize for the words I said to you. And to try and help you better understand that I truly meant you no harm by what I said. I got a chance to look into you a bit more, and I know for certain-"

"Just leave me alone!" Izuku yelled, surprising himself again, but not changing his suddenly angry expression, tears in his eyes as he looked towards the one person he used to look up to more than anyone in the world. "You've already made it clear what you think about about a quirkless nobody being able to become a pro hero, so why don't you just stop making me more miserable."

Toshinori was even more surprised about what Izuku had just said now than what he had said less than a minute ago. Just how much did he change this boys life with just a few simple sentences that he said because he was feeling down about his own situation? A couple minutes, and he had single handedly turned this boy from an enthusiastic, hopeful, and quirkless hero wannabe into a a depressed and non-trusting suicidal.

"Midoriya, while the gist of what I said still holds up, there is no reason that you can't be a person that is able to help those around you. There is always the option of the police-"

"You know," Izuku started, once again interrupting the skinny man that was the true form of All Might, "you're not the first pro hero to tell me that becoming a pro hero without a quirk is impossible. I've met quite a few of them at conventions, or while they were out doing hero business, and they all said the same things that you did.

"But what they said didn't matter. And it didn't matter what other heroes said, what my peers said, or even what my own mother said. I truly believed that what the number one hero, what my idol said, would not only be in favor of what I wanted to become, but that it was the only opinion that mattered.

"And part of that is still true. What you said is the only thing that truly mattered to me. And what you said is that for a quirkless nobody like me, that it would be stupid of me to attempt to become a hero. And what you said is the only thing that truly matters. So, I'll focus on careers that are better suited for me."

Yagi Toshinori didn't know what to say to that. He didn't know what to say at all in this situation. What was there to say when the reason that he was even here was because he had caused this boy to jump off of a building. What was there to say when he was the number one hero, and he was talking to a boy who had every right to hate heroes. From what he said, every other hero that Izuku had ever had the honor of meeting had told him exactly what Toshinori had told him just a few days ago.

"... I hope you don't mind, but I got the opportunity to look through your notebook. You've some great thoughts and observations in there. Certainly something that any hero agency would value." Toshinori didn't know what to think of what he was saying. To him, it sounded like he was just trying to take back what he had told Izuku on the rooftop. But he didn't know what else he could do.

"Thank you. But I don't have anything left to say, All Might. Please leave."

"Please, young boy, " All Might started, only now getting desperate to stay and fix what he had done, "What can I do to make this up to you? I swear on my life, I will everything in my power to-"

"I asked you to leave me alone!" Izuku yelled, feeling and sounding angrier than he had ever been in his life. And in his anger, Izuku unlocked the gift that would forever change his life.

The very air around him began blowing violently, and with a mere look at the number one hero, the air around Izuku flew towards him and blew him off his chair and towards the door. In his shock, All Might had shifted from his true form to his muscle form, which was fortunate for him, because the force of the air was so strong that the hero was sent crashing through the door and into the hallway, right past the mother of the young boy.

All Might was in complete shock, so much so that his ever famous smile wasn't present on his face. A quick glance towards Inko revealed that she had a very similar expression on her face, and a quick look behind him revealed that a few of the medical staff had seen the episode and had begun running towards Izuku's room.

All Might was aware that the boys mother was trying to figure out what had happened, and he was aware that a few doctors were asking him questions about this sudden development. But none of those things mattered right now. What was important was that Izuku Midoriya had gotten a quirk, out of nowhere. And All Might didn't like the feeling he had about that.

"Was it… All For One?"

***LINE BREAK***

Walking back into his bedroom after finally being allowed to leave the hospital was a different experience this time around than it usually was for Izuku. Usually, Izuku loved walking into his room. It meant that there was nothing he needed to worry about anymore. Bullies couldn't get to him in here, and when he was surrounded by his All Might merchandise, he felt like he truly could become a hero.

Now, all he wanted to do was tear down and rip up all his All Might posters, burn his All Might figurines, and throw away anything else that had to do with the number one Japanese hero. But frankly, he was to tired for that. Just before he had been let out of the hospital, after having had to stay there a day longer than planned because of his new quirk, the pro hero Recovery Girl had visited him once again to give him a small dose of her quirk to fix any lingering problems there might have been. And according to her, her quirk made people very, very tired.

But that brought Izuku back to what he had been thinking about constantly for the past day. His quirk. After 14 years, he finally had a quirk, and judging by what it had done to All Might, he knew that if he worked with it in the right way, it could be one to help him become a pro hero.

It wasn't his quirk, Izuku knew that. It had definitely belonged to the strange and terrifying man that had visited his room only a couple nights ago. But that didn't matter. What mattered was that he had one now, and there was nothing else that would be able to hold him back from becoming a hero.

As Izuku began taking down the All Might posters scattered around his room, calmly, he thought hard about everything that he needed to do. The U.A entrance exams were only ten months away, so he had ten months to train both his body and his quirk to a point where there could be no doubt that he could pass the exams. Along with simple strength and quirk training, it wouldn't hurt for him to learn at the very least basic fighting techniques. There were many villains, as well as many heroes, that failed in their missions because of a lack of ability outside of their quirks. The pro hero Eraserhead was a perfect example of how that could be taken advantage of.

The ideal situation for all of that to be accomplished would be to sign up for a gym that offered fighting lessons, and then work on developing his quirk in his own time. But that simply wasn't an option. Izuku and his mother weren't poor, but that did not mean that they had the money to spend on things that weren't essentials. They weren't short on money, but paying to go to a gym and be trained would cause undue stress for Inko Midoriya. Even with his mother working and his father still paying child support, it wasn't like they had cash to waste.

Izuku pushed that line of thought away. Instead, Izuku tried to focus more on what he could do to train. If he saved up, maybe even did a bit of odd work for a bit, he could afford some simple weightlifting equipment. That would take care of building up his body. But he would need to figure out how to fight, and he needed a secluded area where he could train his quirk.

"Dagobah Beach could work." Izuku muttered to himself. Nobody went there because the entire area was overrun with trash. It would definitely be a place where he could train his quirk without people getting in the way. The only thing left that he couldn't figure out would be how to train in fighting. He could try and figure out some moves on his own, but there wasn't a whole lot he could do without a teacher. But that would have to do for now.

It took around twenty minutes for Izuku to do it, but eventually, his room had been stripped of all his All Might merchandise. The room was extremely bare without all his decorations, but that could be resolved later if it got to be an issue. Right now, he had more important things to think about. He pulled out a notebook, a fresh one, and started to plan exactly what he would need to do to become a hero.

***LINE BREAK***

"Get out of my house, boy."

Yagi Toshinori flinched back at the seriousness, and utter disdain that Sorahiko's voice held in that moment, though he couldn't say that he was too surprised by it. After everything he had just told his mentor, he should have expected nothing less. But he needed to stay, to receive help and guidance for what was to come next.

"P-Please, Gran Torino, I need your help. What am I supposed to do now?" He asked the old man, desperate for an answer on how to fix his mistake. Desperate to be told how he could be a true hero again, desperate for any advice at all.

He didn't get what he had hoped for.

"I told you to get out of my house, Yagi!" Gran Torino yelled, before jumping towards the skinny blond, his quirk helping him reach speeds that Toshinori couldn't match in his current form, causing him to be met with a surprisingly strong fist to the face. "I don't want want such filth like you to even be near me!"

"But Gran Torino-" All Might started, before being cut off for a brief moment due to a punch to his gut, "There has to be a way for me to fix this! I'll do anything!"

"Is that what you were thinking when you convinced that boy to jump to his death?!" Sorahiko yelled out in reply, quickly tripping Yagi Toshinori before jumping a little ways away. "Is that truly what you think now?! Or is this just a way for you to feel better about yourself?! A way to keep people in the dark about how truly despicable the symbol of peace is!"

The worst part of that statement was that Toshinori couldn't say anything to refute that claim. He truly did want to fix what he had done, but was that even possible? And were the reasons why he was even making an attempt to do so truly the reasons of a hero, or were they just so that he could get rid of his guilt and shame?

"If All For One gave him a quirk, that means that he has a plan for him. I don't know what that plan could possibly be, but I will be the one to find a way fix this. And if you know what's good for you, Yagi, you'll stay away from him, you'll stay away from me, and you'll try not to disgrace Nana's legacy even further."

***LINE BREAK***

The next three months passed by in a blur for Izuku, which was hardly surprising considering the amount of work he had put onto his own shoulders. Everyday was filled with intense workouts, studying, and working out the fundamentals of his quirk, as well as trying to push the barriers of them. He was proud of the progress that he had made with his quirk, now named Wind Control, and Izuku was confident enough to say that he had a good grasp on the basics. Of course, he could do better.

One problem was that whatever he had accidentally done to All Might in the hospital was incredibly difficult to do. Using his Wind Control without moving himself took a lot more concentration and was usually much more difficult to control. To compensate, he used his actions to control the wind and air around him. That combined with the makeshift martial arts he had been studying, as well as a hint of the influence of Eraserhead's fighting style, and Midoriya Izuku felt that he had a fairly unique fighting style.

Of course, the actions that he could do to manipulate the winds weren't only limited to fighting movements. Izuku had been spending much of free time learning to use his With Control to be able to run and climb like those cool videos he saw online, something called parkour, as well as learning to run faster and jump farther and higher than what could happen without his quirk.

All of this was possible because not only because of his morning workouts, but because of the work that he was doing at Dagobah Beach, which had turned into a community service project for him. A day or so after Izuku had begun training there, he had met a friendly old man, Watanabe Kaito, who was unsurprisingly sick of looking at such a dirty beach. Every day, save for weekends, Izuku would drag the heaviest things he could over to the edges of the beach, then load it onto Watanabe-sans truck, who would then drive it to various dumpsters in the area.

It was something that Izuku hadn't initially considered when he thought of training in the solitude of Dagobah Beach, but every time Izuku saw the beach even a little bit cleaner, he felt a swelling of pride and joy build up in him. In Izuku's mind, this could very well be hero training. Not many heroes participated in community service anymore, but Izuku still considered this small restoration project he was working on to be very fulfilling.

School was incredibly different for Izuku, mainly because of his decision to transfer. Well, it was more of his mother's decision, but Izuku certainly didn't fight it. Midoriya Inko had never been fond of the school that had bullied her son so much, but after Izuku's attempt on his own life, she finally decided that enough was enough and sent him to a different school. It was further away, sure, and Izuku still didn't have any friends, but it was a much bigger improvement from his old school life. Though that was most likely due to that at his new school, Izuku wasn't known as the quirkless loser.

That was about to change though.

"Thanks for lending me your notes, Midoriya-san. These are going to help me so much on the next exam!"

"It's no problem, I hope you do well Sato-san."

Midoriya may have not had any friends at school, but there were quite a few people in his year that depended on him and his notes to do well in class. Sato-san was one of the most common visitors in need of his notes, and so he was the one that bade Izuku farewell as the young green haired boy left school and began making his way for a stop at home.

"Midoriya-san! Wait up!"

Izuku turned around to see not just one, but two of his classmates running up to him. The first was the boy who sat right to the left of Izuku, Kirishima Eijiro, who had sharp teeth and and black hair that fell just past his chin. Kirishima was nice enough to Izuku, as well as to everyone else he talked to, but he and Izuku hadn't really talked much outside of Kirishima needing help on a math or English problem. He was also one of the people that relied on Izuku's notes the most.

The second figure was much easier to recognise and notice of the two, Ashido Mina, who sat a few seats in front of Izuku. She was easily one of the more peculiar looking classmates Izuku had, though that was not to that Izuku found her unattractive in any way. She had pink skin and hair, with yellow horns sticking out of her hair, and eyes with a black sclera and yellow iris. She and Izuku had barely interacted at all, but she had always been nice to him, if a bit hyperactive.

"Kirishima-san, Ashido-san, is there something you need? If you need notes, I'm afraid I already gave them to Sato-san. B-But I can definitely write up some more if you need!"

Izuku felt pathetic at the laugh he received from that, but he couldn't truly think of any other reason the two best friends would be talking to him outside of school. It was Kirishima who gave him an answer, and not one he was expecting at all.

"It's not that Midoriya-san… This time." He said with a laugh. "Mina and I were hoping you'd hang out with us, maybe go to an arcade or something."

A simple request, but not one Midoriya Izuku had ever received before. Izuku hadn't had friends since he was four-years-old, and so he had never been invited to anything. He had never even been to an arcade before. Izuku would have been suspicious, given his previous history with bullies, but if there was one thing Izuku knew about Kirishima, it was that he hated bullies. It was an enticing offer, but…

"I-I'm really thankful for the offer, but I d-don't think I can."

"Awwww," Ashido started, looking visibly upset, which greatly confused Izuku, "Why can't you come Midori? It's not homework, we know you already finished it in class."

'M-M-Midori!?'

"N-No, it's not homework, A-Ashido-san. I just have s-some t-training today."

Both Ashido and Kirishima looked at Izuku blankly for a few moments, and Izuku couldn't tell what they were thinking. But soon they both grew huge, excited smiles on their face, looking as if they had just found some lost treasure.

"Training, are you serious?!" Kirishima exclaimed, causing the awkward and nervous boy to flinch back. "That' so awesome! Super manly! Who would have thought that the nerdy Midoriya would be training!"

"Super Cool! Midori is the best of us!"

"Ya gotta tell us, Midoriya-san, what do you do to train? Is it boxing, or super hard weightlifting? I bet it's something even manlier!"

"Please take us with you, Midori! Please!"

Midoriya Izuku was very shocked about this new development , as well as nervous. He honestly didn't know if they were joking with 'manliness' or not, but he guessed from their enthusiasm that they weren't. Still, a glance at his watch told him that he had to get going if he wanted to get as much training done as he did.

"W-Well, thanks for i-inviting me anyways, b-but I need to go. T-Thank you so much!" Izuku said, flustered enough that he gave a small bow at the end, confusing even himself. But with that, he turned around and began walking home, needing a quick change of clothes before he went to Dagobah Beach.

"Wait, Midori, can we come or not?"

Izuku hadn't moved more than a couple steps away from them before he heard Ashido ask that. He slowly turned around, to see two confused faces, perfectly matching his own face in confusion.

"Y-You weren't just messing with me? You r-really want to c-come train with me?" He asked the two of them, not even sure if this was really happening to him.

"Of course dude!" Kirishima exclaimed, again shocking Izuku with his enthusiasm and volume. "We gotta train with you! You're aiming for U.A, right?" Kirishima barely waited for a nod from Izuku before continuing. "And you're like, the smartest person in class! If you're doing some training, it's gotta be manly as hell!"

Izuku couldn't help but blush at that statement, never having ever considered anything he had done manly. But the passion that Kirishima showed for something like training with the class bookworm was enough to make Izuku jokingly think that he might be a tiny bit manly.

"Come on Midori, can we please please pleeease come?" Ashido asked again, clapping her hands together and tightly closing her eyes, an action that Kirishima copied. To be honest, Izuku didn't know how to deal with the two most hyperactive students in his class asking to train with him in such a way.

"Uh, w-well, I m-m-mean, i-if you really w-want t-to." He responded, flustered beyond all belief, only to grow even more flustered at the loud cheer the two of them gave once he had stuttered that.

It certainly would be a long day.

***LINE BREAK***

"This is so manly!"

Once the three of them had arrived at Dagobah Beach, and Midoriya and Watanabe had explained to Kirishima and Ashido what exactly they were doing, Kirishima couldn't help but exclaim at the top of his lungs just how manly the community service project was. He instantly hardened his body and ran towards the trash that would be loaded onto Watanabe's truck. Both Midoriya and Ashido gave a light laugh at their classmates antics, but followed him anyways, doing their best to get what they could to the truck.

"So Midori, you really do this everyday?" Ashido asked the freckled boy in a tried and strained voice as the three classmates worked together to pull a ridiculously large refrigerator towards Kaito.

"Yea, everyday, except for weekends." Izuku replied to the pink girl, too focused on the work to be nervous and start stuttering. "Watanabe-san and I work for around 2 hours, and after that, I use the beach as a training ground for my quirk."

"What even is your quirk, Midoriya-san?" Kirishima asked, getting a nod from Mina. "I don't mean to be rude, but I don't think I've ever heard you say what it is, or even show it off."

"It's no problem, Kirishima-san." Izuku said, just as they had finished lifting the fridge onto Kaito's truck. "My quirk is Wind Control. I can control the wind and air around me. But if I use it too much, I start to a little lightheaded."

"That's pretty cool." Mina replied, her face taking on what could only be described as a thinking expression. "It sounds pretty versatile as well. Doesn't seem like it would have many drawbacks either."

"Uh, t-thank you." Izuku replied to the pretty pink girl, not used to people complimenting his quirk. Granted, he had gone his whole life without a quirk, so it had really never happened before.

"Wait!" Kirishima yelled, though Izuku for once didn't flinch at the volume. "Does that mean that you can fly?!"

Izuku laughed at the question, recalling the many mistakes he had made when he tried to do just that. "I wish, but it's a little too hard to control wind like that. But I do use Wind Control to enhance my running and jumping, and I've been learning parkour with it as well."

A few more questions were asked, and Izuku responded as best he could, and quickly enough the two hours went by. The three of them bade Kaito goodbye, and once Eijiro and Mina realized that this would be when Izuku would train his quirk, they insisted on staying even longer.

"So you're learning to fight? Why do you need to do that if you can just blow them away with your wind?"

Izuku looked towards Ashido, seeing her confused face. "Well, I don't have perfect control with it yet. When I get perfect control, I'll probably be able to do a lot more offensive attacks with only Wind Control, but until then I still need to be able to fight. It's also good to fall back on if there's someone who has a quirk that could counter mine."

Ashido nodded at what he said, thinking if she should perhaps learn how to properly fight as well. She had always just assumed that her quirk would get the job done, but Midoriya made some good points. If someone had a quirk to counter her acid, she would be left defenseless. Kirishima looked like he was having similar thoughts.

And suddenly, without hesitation, Ashido Mina looked up towards the freckled boy, her black and golden eyes looking more determined than ever before, "Can you teach me, Midori?"

"Yea, teach me too! I want to make sure I can be a great hero!"

Izuku stared at his two classmates, their fists clenched as they looked towards him. This truly was a day full of surprises. Before this, Izuku had barely talked to the two of them, and now they were asking him to teach and train them so that they could be heroes. Izuku couldn't help but think to himself that they were asking someone who was truly quirkless to train them. Did he even have the right to train and teach them, after only having had his quirk for three months?

Truthfully, Izuku felt like he didn't.

"I-I'm sorry, b-but I don't think that I s-should be teaching you. Honestly, I'm n-not strong or experienced enough. I s-still don't know h-how to fully use my own quirk."

Kirishima and Ashido looked very visibly upset by this, but Izuku wasn't done yet. He took a deep breath and a second to collect his thoughts.

"I can't teach you, because I'm having trouble teaching myself. B-But, if you two wanted to train with me, we can all learn together, and help each other out. It wouldn't really be me training you, but all of us working together."

There was silence for a bit, and for a moment Izuku wondered if what he had said wasn't good enough for them. Maybe they had realized that he was still just a nobody and they would just continue to go about their life without him.

"Awesome, I'll see you tomorrow then, Midori!"

"I can't wait, we're going to get so manly, Midoriya-kun!"

And then before Izuku could even process what had just happened, the two of them bade their goodbyes and began making their way home. Izuku, extremely confused, went back home as well to take a brief rest and finish whatever schoolwork he had. The only thing that convinced Izuku that the whole day hadn't been some sort of daydream or fluke was when Ashido and Kirishima ran up to him before classes started and began to enthusiastically talk about training that day.

And thus began the story of how these three would become the world's number one hero team.