Alright. It's been a long while, but I'm back. I have many fanfictions and updates planned for this year. My update pattern has been incredibly spotty, mainly for motivation and bursts of updates along with silence for months, but I plan on ending that habit and it's somewhat of a new year's resolution for me.
Let me know if you guys want daily chapter posts or weekly, but daily could be as small as 1,000 words depending on my workload from the day. Weekly could be easily 5,000+.
Enough about me personally, this is my first My Hero Academia fanfiction since I have been obsessed with the anime and read some of the manga ahead to season 4.
Deku. This is the Izuku Midoriya we all know and love, although he doesn't take shit from anybody else that threatens him and his family. Izuku. A more motivated version of himself is the basis of this story. A monumental change to the timeline. His mother's encouragement.
Stick around and find out what happens when a more confident, strong, and maybe even a bit cheeky Izuku is born in this universe.
Enjoy.
Disclaimer: I own nothing of Boku no Hero Academia and this story only serves as entertainment.
"Talking"
'Thoughts'
"All Might"
Chapter 1
The Right Words
Quirks.
It's what defines the world in this universe, or rather 80% of the population. The unlucky 20% are outcasts of society.
The Quirkless.
This term is somewhat confusing to younger people and teenagers since everybody has a quirk. How could someone not have one? Even if it's not a useful one. It's something.
People start to look at them differently. They're freaks. At least that's what younger people think. Adults may have some judgement, but they know that those people can never be heroes.
Hero.
That's what the world full of superpowered humans are, or rather a good percentage of them are.
Some resort to a life of crime. A villian. Those kinds of people could be pure evil, but some of them aren't. Heroes and Villains aren't as simple as black and white.
Good and evil doesn't exactly go together with hero and villain.
The world isn't that simple. Villains may have some moral values and lines they will not cross. Some of them may have had a rough childhood and had to do what they can to survive.
My dream is to save people in anyway I can, and that includes helping some villains on a more righteous path, before it's too late.
My name is Izuku Midoriya, and I will be the greatest hero in the world someday.
Izuku Midoriya's Journal Entry #1 | July 3 2014
4 year old Izuku Midoriya sets his pencil down and closes his writing journal. He is much smarter than your average toddler and he can already read and write at an exceptional level.
Izuku stares at the cover of his journal.
Izuku's Thought Journal.
Not daring to call it a diary, he would be too embarrassed to face anyone if they saw it.
Suddenly interrupting Izuku's thoughts, his mother opens and peaks into the door.
"Come on, Izuku. You have to start getting ready for school. We don't want to be late, do we?" Inko Midoriya better known as Izuku's mother asks.
"Okay. I'm almost done mom." Izuku replies.
Inko gives a small nod proceeding to the kitchen to fix up some breakfast.
Izuku slumps back into his seat.
'What kind of quirk would I get? Maybe my mother's or father's? Combination of both? It's around the time I should be manifesting one. I just have to be patient.' Izuku ends that thought as he hops out of his chair and taking one last look at his room.
The room screams All Might. Posters, books, figurines, sheets, blankets, and anything that could be branded as All Might is most definitely in that room. To say Izuku is a superfan of All Might wouldn't do it justice, he idolizes him greatly.
No one can really blame him either. He has taken the nation, better yet, the world by storm with his incredible strength and selfless actions to help his community.
Izuku makes his way to the kitchen and sits down in a chair where his breakfast was laid out.
"Thanks mom." Izuku digs right in.
"Today is your first day of school. You also should be getting your quirk manifested one of these days too." Inko sits down next to her son.
"Yeah. I'm sure Kacchan is going to be there too. He should be getting his quirk soon as well." Izuku munches on his food. Classic eggs, bacon, and mashed potatoes. American is one word to describe it.
Izuku and his mother finishes up with their breakfast and they walk out of their apartment complex towards her car. Izuku with his All Might backpack slings it over his back since he has a habit of leaving it on in the car.
*Rise to Power*
A five minute drive later and they arrive to an average elementary school near them since Izuku doesn't mind what his school is. Inko wasn't gonna let her son go to a dangerous or unsafe school either. This was the perfect option. Not too far and somewhat reputable, kinda.
They step out of the car in the school's parking lot and they have a good view of the building.
Typical brick construction with a white trim of some sort of metallic looking material, probably cheap. It's not in bad shape either. Some wear and tear on the building that's noticeable, but that's alright. Can't expect perfection.
The Midoriya family walks into the school's office for Izuku's classroom.
Room B-5
"There is also a student handbook that we give out to the kids and parents which includes the staff, extra-curricular activities, and contact information." The school office secretary hands both of them both handbooks.
"Thank you." Inko bows and walks with her son to his classroom.
The hallways are somewhat narrow, but large enough for people to walk in opposite directions. This would definitely be a problem if it was a middle school or high school.
"There it is mom!" Izuku points at the door labeled B-5.
"Alright. This is my cue to leave. I'll pick you up at 3:15. Have a good day at school." Inko hugs her son.
"I will." Izuku returns the hug and opens the door filled with about 20 students. Before he was able to scan the room, he hears someone walk up to him.
"Hey Izu. First day of school is gonna suck. Let's just get this over with." Bakugo crosses his arms across his chest.
"Right. We can have some fun though." Izuku walks towards an empty desk next to Bakugo.
"Alright class. I am Ms. Chisaki and I will be your teacher for the year." Chisaki announces to the class. She is a rather young woman. If Izuku had to guess, she is around 27 years old, black hair that is pulled back into a ponytail, red rectangular glasses that go over her onyx eyes. Her skin complexion is creamy white, but not pale. Izuku didn't get time to look over his teacher as she begins to speak again.
"I do not like interruptions or disrespect towards me or between your classmates. You will be punished if you do not respect everyone and the space around us. Is that clear?" Ms. Chisaki somewhat stern with her new batch of kindergarten children.
The whole class perks up with a 'yes Ms. Chisaki'.
'Ah. A more strict teacher. I was wondering if she was a ray of sunshine or a strict one. I guess I got my answer.' Izuku ends his thought.
"We will be covering basic mathematics, language arts, japanese history, botanical science, and lastly physical education, but that's with a different instructor." finishes.
'Botanical science? What the hell is that?' Bakugo quickly thought.
'Physical education for 4 year olds? Isn't that a little early?' Izuku thought.
"Before we get into that, everyone must pick an extracurricular activity. The board of education passed this requirement a few years back because they had concern for our youth only having a one track mindset of becoming a hero. I'm not saying they don't want you to be one. They just want you kids to have other interests and hobbies. I will pass around the list of activities and you can only select one because of the limited amount of space. These extracurriculars are open to all grade levels, so nothing is off limits." Ms. Chisaki begins to handout the bubble sheet and information about each activity.
Izuku finally gets his and begins to scan over the options.
'Basketball, computer science, chess, leadership...' Izuku begins to go down the list until he sees one that surprises him.
'Martial arts? This is available to us? Little kids fighting sounds insane. This isn't actually an option, right?' Izuku questions this seemingly outrageous activity for a kindergartener.
The kids are talking to one another and discussing some activities they want to do when he sees Bakugo walk up next to his desk.
"Oi! Izu. We should do this one!" Bakugo smirks.
Izuku looks at the option he selected.
Martial Arts.
"Are you sure? They won't actually make kids fight each other right?" Izuku asks worriedly.
"I hope so! I wanna kick some ass. Come on. It'll be fine." Bakugo presses his friend to join him. Luckily the teacher didn't hear his swear or else he would definitely be scolded for such a horrible vocabulary for a 4 year old. His mother's presence no doubt.
"Alright fine, but it says here that we need our parents signature and signed waivers." Izuku says
"My mom won't care. She'll probably encourage me to take it. I don't know about yours though. She's pretty protective." Bakugo grins.
"Yeah, but I think I can convince her." Izuku responds as he selects his activity.
"Alright class. I'm going to come around and collect your bubble sheets. Make sure your names are on them and have an selected option." Ms. Chisaki begins to walk around the class.
Chisaki collects all the sheets and begins to look through their answers. She raises her eyebrows.
"Izuku Midoriya and Katsuki Bakugo. Are you both sure you want to take Martial Arts?" Ms. Chisaki asks.
"Yes." Both of them reply in unison.
The other kids in class are shocked that two of their classmates are willing to practice fighting. It makes sense since they probably both want to be heroes. Just not so soon did they expect them to learn martial arts.
"Alright. I will give you both a waiver sheet along with the permission slip at the end of class.
The rest of the class went normally. Mathematics wasn't difficult since it was just learning how to count and add numbers together. Language arts was basically learning the alphabet and some nouns. History was just history. Not much to say about that. Physical education was just running laps around the gym.
Their extracurricular permission forms were due the next day. Not much time to really decide, but Izuku isn't complaining.
The last bell rang and the kids scampered off to the front of the building while Izuku and Bakugo are walking in the hallways at a leisurely pace.
"Are you still coming over to play smash?" Bakugo asks.
"Yeah. I just have to get my mom to sign these papers." Izuku responds with a sigh.
"I'm sure she'd let you, since you want to be a hero just like me." Bakugo grins and pumps a fist in the air.
They both walk out of the front doors of the school where both mothers are conversing until they see their two boys.
"How was your first day of school?" Both mothers ask.
"Pretty good. We both have to do after school activities since it's required. Me and Izuku are going to take Martial Arts!" Bakugo smirks.
"That's great! You can learn to defend yourselves and knock out some creeps. Where do I sign?" Mitsuki excitedly asks.
Meanwhile Inko wasn't as happy since she doesn't like the idea of her son learning how to fight at such a young age or learning it at all.
Izuku can practically read her mind from her facial expression alone.
"It'll be fine mom. I have to learn how to defend myself from villains and martial arts will be the best way for that. When I get yours or dad's quirk, I'll still have to learn how to physically defend myself to become a great hero." Izuku explains.
"I know, Izuku. Let's talk about it more at home then you can go over and play with Katsuki if Mitsuki doesn't mind." Inko says.
"Sounds fine with me. Come on Katsuki." Mitsuki walks away with her son towards her car.
"See ya later, Izu." Bakugo waves.
"Bye Kacchan." Izuku waves back.
The car ride home consists of Izuku's first day of school and how he is liking his classmates. He didn't really talk to anyone else in the class besides Bakugo.
Izuku quickly rushed to his room when they got home to lay down his backpack on his bed. Taking out the signature forms, he rushes out to the living room where his mother sat down.
"Okay, Izuku. I know you want to be in this martial arts class for the right reasons, but you have to promise me that you won't go too far or push yourself too hard, okay?" Inko asks extremely reluctant to allow him to take this activity, but she knows that she is only going to delay the inevitable. Izuku will eventually take some classes when he's older and since they are offering it now, why not just have him learn early? It can't be too hard on them. They're just 4 year olds.
"I promise!" Izuku practically shouts in excitement.
"Alright. Gimme those papers." Inko takes the forms and clicked her pen and begins to sign them.
"Okay there. Dinner will be ready in about an hour. Do you have homework?" Inko asks.
"Yes." Izuku responds flatly.
"Well get that done and the rest of the time you can use to be on the internet, but only the sites we discussed, or else you won't be on it anymore." Inko says getting up to make dinner.
"I will!" Izuku grabs the papers running to his room to put it back into his backpack and begins working on some math homework on his desk.
10 minutes later and he is done. It was a small packet. About 10 pages of addition problems. That may seem like quite a bit, but it was the only homework assigned for the day.
"Wow. That wasn't very hard at all. I guess I have the rest of the time on the computer!" Izuku opens his laptop and goes to his favorite video of all time. All Might's debut.
*Rise to Power*
The citizens in the video look worried as the surrounding area was on fire, but that soon changes when they all hear laughing. A giant of a man is seen carrying several people.
"Fear not citizens! There is no need to be afraid. Why you ask? Because…" All Might pauses.
"I AM HERE" All might gives a large grin, as if everything will be okay.
Izuku is always amazed by this video. He wouldn't be surprised if a large amount of the views on the video was him alone. He was clutching his All Might figurine as he heard his famous and reassuring words 'I am here'.
'I want to be exactly like All Might! The symbol of peace! I will become a pro hero one day which is why I should be preparing everyday.' Izuku finishes.
He brings out another notebook from his desk.
Training.
Weighted exercises are a no go. He needs to build up stamina and develop his body with aerobic exercises. When he is older he can start developing more muscle mass with weight training, but going to that level too soon can hurt him.
He concludes his training regimen with mild exercise: Running, Climbing on the play structure at recess, stretches, crunches (since he cannot do sit-ups), and planking to develop more core strength.
Some would say he is too young to be developing training exercises, but he wants to be absolutely prepared to become a pro hero.
That is… Until his quirk has yet to manifest.
3 Months Later
Bakugo has already developed his quirk two weeks ago along with everybody else in the class. Katsuki's quirk: Explosion. He's Able to create explosions from his hands. A strong and volatile quirk.
It's a tuesday morning and class is about to end when Bakugo walks up to him.
"Oi! Izu. When's your quirk gonna develop? We need to figure out combo moves if we are gonna be great partners!" Bakugo grins.
He has a better attitude and is not self-absorbed, but he still has a potty mouth. No one can fix or change that.
Their martial arts teacher, Sensei Son. Taught the class of 25 about altruistic behavior and to always defend those who cannot defend themselves, but never use the knowledge he teaches to harm others in a non self-defense manner.
Bakugo looks up to his Sensei. He thinks he's very strong and a great fighter.
The class is only 3 times a week and an optional weekend class which both of them attend because they love the martial art style they are learning.
Flashback
Turtle Hermit Style.
Most of the kids laughed as if he was joking.
"Who wants to be a turtle?" Bakugo blurts out.
"The Turtle Hermit Style isn't about being a turtle. It's about being passive and defensive until they have an opening to strike or finding a hole in the opponent's defense. Defending yourselves and the people around you when you're being threatened is the way of a turtle, not being a turtle itself. You will learn how to defend yourselves and use your knowledge to protect others. That's how a hero will act." Sensei Son explains.
Everyone in the room changes their attitude from skepticism to excitement.
"Well. Let's get started…" Sensei Son starts.
*Rise to Power*
That was months ago and we have learned so much so far. Physical and Mental training. Being at peace with ourselves, the way our style protects others is fitting to become a hero. I do not regret taking this class, although it can be strenuous and tiring.
"It should develop any day now. My mom and I are going after martial arts class today to the doctor." Izuku says.
"Well. I'm sure you'll be fine. Maybe you're just a late bloomer." Bakugo says as they now walk towards their after school program.
"I hope so." Izuku says gloomily.
*Rise to Power*
The car ride to the doctor's office was nerve-racking. Buildings are left behind as the car goes by them. Small storefronts and office complexes can be seen. The sun is still high in the sky and is about to be setting in a few hours.
Their appointment is at 5:30 and both of them are equally nervous.
Dr. Satterfield, their assigned physician, says that he will be taking an x-ray of Izuku's right foot. They both are confused by this test.
"Why do you need an x-ray of his foot?" Inko asks.
"It determines if he is born with a quirk. I will explain further once we receive the results and how we can proceed if he does have one." Dr. Satterfield sighs. He knows late bloomers are rare and he hopes that this boy isn't quirkless.
Izuku does what his doctor says and they take the x-ray of his foot. He is nervous for the results since it has been about 10 minutes since they last seen him, but then his doctor knocks on the door to come in.
Documents in Dr. Satterfield's hand, he has a neutral look on his face as he sits down in a rolling chair.
"I'm sorry, kid, but you don't have a quirk. You are quirkless." Dr. Satterfield sighs.
Those words cut him like a knife, a deep cut, slicing through his whole body, head to toe.
Quirkless.
You are quirkless.
I'm sorry.
Words from his doctor ringing in his head, stunned from this massive revelation. The only word in his mind.
Why.
'What did I do to deserve to be quirkless. I want to be a hero that will save everyone and always smiling like All Might. I can still be a hero. Right?' Izuku slumps in his chair.
"How do you know?" Inko barely able to speak as she chokes out a response to a heartbreaking result.
Dr. Satterfield shows them both the x-ray of his right foot.
"As you can see, when quirks were new to our world, a certain joint in the pinky toe is missing. People without this joint have a quirk. Izuku has this joint which means he is one of the 20% of our population that doesn't have a quirk. I'm sorry." Dr. Satterfield sadly explains knowing how every boy he has met aspires to be a hero. No one can be a hero without one, so he understands the pain of being shut down because of genetics.
The car ride home was silent.
Izuku was silent.
The same word in his head.
Why.
Inko unlocks the door to their apartment and walks to the living room to brood.
'Did I fail him? Do I have incompetent genes to pass down my quirk to him? How is he feeling?' Inko slumps further into the couch.
Izuku gets on his computer to watch All Might's debut.
Again.
Again.
Again.
Sadness fills Izuku's mind as he watches for the 6th time when Inko walks in.
She sees Izuku watching the video he absolutely loves.
"Izuku?" His mother asks as she carefully walks up to his chair unable to see him.
"Mom?" Izuku turns the chair slightly to face his mother and points back to the screen, "Can I be a hero too mom?" Eyes filled with tears shatters his mother's heart.
'No.' Inko thinks, but she can never say that to his broken state to crush him further. She wants to say that she's sorry. Indirectly saying that there is no way to become a hero, in another universe that's what she would have said.
Not this time.
This Universe those words are never uttered.
Inko Midoriya begins to say the words he wants to hear and that will change everything.
Enter Izuku Midoriya.
"Yes you can." She crouches down to hug her son tightly.
This is just the beginning. Meaningless names such has the school teacher and doctor are made up, but that's about it. I don't plan on making OC's and if I do, they won't have a significant role in the story.
Izuku Midoriya. A mother's words can change everything to this growing boy.
A time skip can be expected next chapter, but I will explain parts of him growing up and slice of life moments with Bakugo.
A more friendly Bakugo is born as well. How will he react when Izuku drops the bomb of his quirkless state? Will he be labeled as Deku? Or remain as Izu, Bakugo's best friend?
I hope you enjoyed and review if you want to give me feedback along with suggestions of what I should add. Sparring? Moments with Bakugo? Let me know!
Take care.
-Gofla