(WARNING: MENTIONS OF DEATH IN HERE. HENSE THE WARNING. YOU HAVE BEEN WARNED GOOD SIRS)
Shouto Todoroki was a child seemingly blessed with everything. From a big house, to a rich family. Heck— his dad was the number two hero. Todoroki hated it. It was like a movie. People only cared about what was on screen, and never even bother to think about what happened behind the screens. People looked at the young boy and thought, 'Wow, he sure is blessed with everything, isn't he!'
No. They were so wrong. And it was infuriating. They didn't know what he was going through; who his father actually was.
No. They saw him as rich, blessed, and perfect.
He wasn't. Then again, was anybody?
Watching his older siblings play outside with each other with honest grins on their faces and carefree laughs, he couldn't say that he wasn't envious that he himself couldn't do that. He was young, but that didn't mean that he wasn't smart enough to know that his siblings were just failed attempts at perfect children.
And that he was the right one. The child who his father had wanted all along. Did that give him a reason to hurt him? Did that give a reason to make a child, who should've been loved by a caring father, train like he was already a hero? And cut off from his siblings and mother like he was a criminal?
He sometimes layed on his bed, beaten and sweaty, asking these things to himself. He still doesn't have an answer. He doubts that he will ever get one.
His father didn't care about anything but creating something to surpass All Might, not even his other children. Not even his wife.
Rei Todoroki was a king soul. She was, Shouto thinks, the only person that cared for him. He loved her. She loved him. And even though her body was cold because of her quirk, he always found her warm.
It was when she poured boiling water on his face when he started having second thoughts.
Todoroki was a boy, seemingly, blessed with everything. Then why did he feel like he had nothing.
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Izuku Midoriya liked to think he had a good life. He had his mom, and Kacchan. Well, he thinks he has Kacchan, anyway.
Izuku lives in the poor part of the Shizuoka Prefecture in a apartment complex. He didn't have much, but he was happy. He always was.
He liked to think that his mom was happy. She always smiled brightly, he got his smile from her, of course, and she just always seemed to radiate sunshine. Being a kid, however, he didn't know that people could fake feelings, or happiness.
He didn't know. He was a child, but why did she leave? Was it something he did? He didn't want his mom to leave. And she did, but he never had an answer as to why.
He didn't know what to do.
He stumbled upon her bleeding and lifeless body in the kitchen. Knife in hand. Nothing else. Not even a note. He called 911, his mom had always told him to call them in case of an emergency. When they arrived, the pitiying glances were enough to give him an explanation.
It was too late. Mom was gone.
Apparently, the love of her life leaving her and the weight of caring for a child was too much for her. She was gone.
Izuku, however, was taken out of his house. He answered questions, as best as a seven year old could, and only went back to his old apartment once.
He was sent to an orphanage. Discarded.
He he hated it there. He was probably going to be stuck there for the rest of his life.
Izuku really, really liked to think that he had a good life. But sometimes, it was really hard.
Then on one day when he went out to write in his hero journel, he met a girl scavenging for money to make her parents happy.
Her name was Ochako. And she changed his life.
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Ochako Uraraka was definitely not blessed with everything. She was poor, not dirt poor, but poor enough that hey parents had to work extra hard for money. Poor enough for food to be scare sometimes.
She was also old enough to know that all the work her parents had to do was taking its toll. She was old enough to want to help her parents with their company when she grows up.
They always tell her no. Even though she just wants to help.
Ochako was one of those people who just loved to help. She'd do it for anyone. But the people she wanted to help the most, didn't let her.
She was one of those people who was kind, shiny, and always shined above the rest.
She always wants to help. Who knew finding two hopeless and sad people at the park would change her life and make her realize things. But also help her gain two honorary brothers.
Enter Todoroki Shouto and Midoriya Izuku.
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— Chapter One, Official Start —
Izuku's mouth clenched around the metal fork in his mouth. "Well?" The taunting voice to the left of him asked. He sighed deeply, so very not in the mood for this. He wanted to finish his breakfast before they came to take it, but it looks like luck isn't on his side that morning.
He he slid the fork out of his mouth slowly before passing the plate of what was left of his breakfast to his fellow orphans next to him. He kept the fork, drumming it against his knee in boredom as he watched the other kids enjoy their food.
Why he couldn't have that much food without having to give it out? He was a pushover, that's why.
By the time breakfast was over, Izuku had already poked sixteen holds in the table with his fork. Everybody had free time next. As he put his fork in the sink, Izuku contemplated where he would spend his day. He wasn't getting out of here anytime soon, so he had to make the most of his time he got to be outside.
Next thing he knew, he was feeling the cool breeze on his freckled cheeks.
He decided to head to the super hero themed playground his mom used to take him too. It brang back painful memories, sure, but he liked to keep the memories with his mom alive.
Alive. That was a pretty cruel choice of words, wasn't it.
The park was as empty as it was last time. With All Might themed swings, an seesaw with ectoplasm seats, a thirteen playhouse, and many more hero themed items, the park was as colorful as it was four years ago.
He was ten now, and his mom left when he was six.
He was sitting now, on a Erasure Head themed bench with his notebook wide open. A good thing about the orphanage was that everybody loved heroes, so the news was on. The last thing he saw was Crimson Riot taking down a villain in Tokyo, which made a good consept for a new page of notes.
"Excuse me, is this seat taken?" A voice came from in front of him. He hadn't heard anybody approach. But then again, he was pretty indulged in his notes.
"It's not! Go ahead and sit," Izuku said. The girl hopped onto the bench next to him. He continued writing.
"Whatcha doing?" She asked. Izuku wasn't annoyed. He was just surprised that somebody was actually talking to him.
"O-oh! I'm just writing notes about heroes. I'm a really big fan of most of them and just really really want to be a hero someday. Escpecially All Might he's so cool— sorry I'm rambling aren't I? Sorry.."
Easy going laughter startled him, and he looked to the girl and a small smile grazed his lips.
"I love heroes too! Escpecially thirteen! Say, what's your name and how old are you? You can't be more than eight, those notes look really evaluated!" The girl praised.
"I'm actually I-Izuku Midoriya. A-and i'm ten, people tell me I'm short though..." He trailed off.
"Oh really?! I'm sorry, Izu-kun! I'm Ochako Uraraka! Nice to meet you!" Ochako replied.
"Izu..kun?" Izuku mused aloud. Ochako's eyes widened and she put her hand on his shoulder.
"Is that..not okay?" She asked and bit her lip.
"No no! I-it's fine it's just..nobody has ever called me that before. I..I like it," he replied honestly. Ochako smiled. "C-can I call you Ocha-Chan?"
Ochako nodded again and scooted closer. She watched him closely as he quickly finished his notes.
"Say, Izu-kun.." Ochako inquires. Izuku hummed.
"You look sad. Are you okay?"
The pencil abruptly stopped. The notebook slowly closed.
"Mommy? Mommy are you okay?"
"I..."
"I am very sorry Izuku, but we couldn't save her. She's gone."
Izuku found himself ranting about he is not okay, and how he has not been okay for the past four years. He found himself pulled into a hug by the taller girl, his head buried in the crook of her neck.
It had been a while since he had a hug this warm and friendly.
He ranted about how he thought his moms death was his fault, which Ochako firmly denied, he ranted about how he barely got enough food to eat at his orphanage, which her fingers had tightened around his shirt when he said that, and he ranted about how painfully lonely he was.
For four years.
Ochako was heartbroken. This kind, adorable boy going through that. Smiling, Ochako buried her nose in his curly hair. "It's okay now. You know why?"
Putting on her best All Might impression, which needed work, Ochako declaimed, "because I am here!"
And Izuku laughed.
The kids separated ate after a few minutes. "I-I'm sorry."
"..Izu-kun,"
"I shouldn't of dumped that on you like that, that was rude I—"
"Izu-kun."
"—am so sorry you barely even know me and I—" A hand clamped over his mouth. His eyes widened, and he realized that he was rambling again.
"S—"
"I swear, if you apologize one more time," Ochako said and shook her head teasingly, whilst removing her hand. Izuku opened his mouth, and then clamped it shut.
There was a silence. "..What's your quirk, Ocha-chan?"
"Zero gravity. If I touch something with all of my fingers so can make it float!" She showed off her hands. Izuku seemed to marvel at them. "Yours?"
"Advanced Telekinesis," Izuku answered, and then went into a rant about how Zero Gravity is an amazing quirk.
Which then led to a long conversation about heroes. Which became a debate about who is better than who. Which lead to Izuku forgetting he ranted his heart out and cried on a strangers shoulder.
Soon enough, it was time for both of them to get back. They bid their farewells, and both began their trek home.
"Not a lot of money, but meeting that boy was worth it," Ochako muttered as she looked at the coins in her hands. She opened the door to her house.
"Daddy! Mommy! I'm home!"
"Welcome back, Ochako dear!" Her father greeted.
"Hey Daddy," Ochako inquired as she snuck the money into their savings. "What would you say If I wanted a little brother?"
(AN: JEEZ. WHAT IS THIS THAT I JUST WROTE? * throws iPad*
* leaves *
* spends 10 hours reading fluff *
k I'm good. So I have a few things to say. First, Inko my bby I'm so sorry ;-; second, Ochako is best girl. Third: lol I hope you like this and please leave a review!)