So this is a cross over I have been wanting to do for a while. It takes place in khr universe with Midoriya as the main character, and Tsuna will kind of play the role of all might. I will also have some crossover characters from different shows I'll put the it () when it shows. I'll list some important ones now.
Rikka (Chuunibyou Demo Koi ga Shitai!)
Vali and Issei (highschool dxd)
Law (One piece)
Chuuta(Eldlive)
Welcome to Namimori Academia!
"Tomorrow is my first day of Namimori Academia." A teenager was leaning on the balcony outside of his apartment. He was in a plain white T-shirt and green shorts. It was Midoriya! A kid who aspired to be a great hero, in the mafia world. He had a tablet in one hand. He was resting his head on the other.
He was re-watching Decimo's final event. The battle cost him his life as well as the infamous Xanxus. He was only Decimo for a moment but with that, the course of fate changed the Vongola forever.
'It has been over a decade and a half since Decimo defeated Xanxus. That day is now referred to as the end of Vongola's sin. Many new possibilities opened up for families. I was born in Namimori and grew up seeing watchbattle events and families rise up. The world sees this place as a land where your dreams can come true... and they can, but it's also known as the scariest and most dangerous city.'
He held determined eyes. He clutched his fist shut. "I'm definitely going to start a family and change this world like Decimo did. For the better!"
Legs dangled down the balcony above him. "Eh?" He quickly ran to them. They were struggling, sliding down. "Here, carefully." Midoriya guided.
"Wh-What are..." He was beginning to ask but a cold wind caused a hesitation. 'An eye patch.'
"Do you want to see it?"
"H-Huh, Sorry! I didn't mean to stare." He looked away timidly. He was glancing back at her, "But what are you-"
He gasped. She was already climbing down his balcony.
He ran to it, to help her down again. When he got there, she was skating down a light post. "Did she jump there. The light post isn't directly below my apartment." He held his chin as he began to ramble. "At best, she must of kicked off the wall at the last second. Sliding down the light post also had a trick to it." He glanced at her. "That's it! Her shoes are coated with mist flames."
"I'm off mom!" Midoriya, our hero, walked out of his apartment with a bouncing cheer. He was headed for his first day of school. Starting his journey to become a Mafioso, like Decimo.
He waked along a bridge over the traffic. He held the straps of his backpack in nervous thought. "I'm most likely the only one without a family. Many of the students came from high ranking ones that could afford this school. I only got in because of the entrance exams." Midoriya stopped at a red light on a busy intersection. His lips kept walking foward. "I don't have a watch either." He crossed the street as the thought of failure crossed his mind. He quickly shook that away. Even if he wasn't related to a powerful family, he could start his own. Somehow?
He glanced at the sky, finally taking his courage one foot foward. "Starting today, I'm done being Deku!" As he stood in front of the gates of the grand university.
"DEKU!"
"Kacchan!" Deku spun on his feet facing the explosive arua and his childhood friend. Now only acquaintance.
"Oi, don't tell me you actually enrolled here, Deku." Placing a hand on his shoulder. "You didn't, did you?" His fingers scattering with weak Strom flames. Tingling Midoriya's shoulder.
"Stop it. I'm going to be a Mafia Boss." He grabbed his hand and shoved it away. Deku clenched both his fist shut, with hard eyes. That's what Decimo did. E-Even when he was scared.
"What was that!"
"Sorry Kacchan!" He gave in and hurriedly walked past the gates of Namimori Academia.
Entering the school, Deku, "It's amazing!" The school was designed like Namimori middle, but was a skyscraper in scale. "Why does it have so many stories?" He walked past the cherry blossom path way leading to the grand entrance.
The school was strange. It had illusions of cherry blossoms throughout the year.
Even blooming through the cold winter, bringing a warm fresh.
Midoriya smirked to himself. He took a step full of confidence. His other step, was one full of unconsciousness. It hit the leg in front. He began to fall, that brave smile still plastered on his face.
A firm yet feminine grip stopped his fall. "Are you fine. Nervous on the first day?" It was a Chinese girl with her hair done up in two buns, with pins keeping them in place. She was nervous for her first day of the prestigious school, even though Fuuta gave her a ranking in the top three of martial arts proteges. Her friend walked next to her.
Midoriya had a pause of social ignorance.
"I-Pin, we shouldn't be late." A curly haired teen mumbled with a natural suave voice.
"You have a point Lambo." She nodded to him. She waved at Deku as they walked away. "It was nice meeting you."
'I actually talked to a girl.' Although we know the joke. He didn't actually talk.
A harsh wind blew petals around the hero. She skated past him. The naive mist. 'It's her again...?' Midoriya's eyes followed the mysterious stranger. She didn't glance back or notice his presence. He gulped, it felt that she did. Midoriya shuffled foward looking down.
His first day of Namimori Academia has begun! Yet nothing has been accomplished?
"Is this the right class?" 1-A. Midoriya glanced at the sign on top of the door.
"Are you excited!" A girl wearing the same Namimori Academia uniform asked him. She had light brown hair, and was the preppy encouraging type.
He nodded but didn't say anything. "I hope our families don't have vendetta's, or any on in our class, for that matter." She began to rub the back of her hair. "It would be pretty weird, ne?"
She kept talking, walking into class. Deku subconsciously followed her steps. His ear following her lips. He nodded along to her words. He lightly held his backpack straps. He opened his mouth to speak. He would of told her that he wasn't in a family.
He stopped his unspoken words. The same girl that climbed down his balcony, and skated past him during the entrance to school, was in the same class.
Their eyes met. Her gaze was unnerving. Midoriya gulped. He attempted to ignore her stare, but her only orb pierced his nervous tension.
"Oh its you, I guess we got the same class." I-pin waved at Midoriya. Signaling him to sit next to her and Lambo. Lambo was laid back on the desk besides the dark blue-purple haired girl with a white eye-patch. She was almost a mirror of her mother, except instead of a pineapple hair style she had an ahoge tied with a yellow ribbon.
That distraction was a good enough reason to avoid the mysterious teen. He sighed in relief. The girl that was next to him, followed him.
Midoriya sat behind I-pin, next to the window. The new friend he hadn't even spoken to, cheerfully sat next to him, behind Lambo.
"Oh I haven't properly introduced myself, have I." She scratched her hair with a cute airhead mannerism. "I'm Kozart Uraraka Ochako, from the Simmon family. I took my father's and mother's name. We are kind of small and unknown though."
Lambo and I-pin introduced themselves as members of the Vongola.
Midoriya almost choked. "Really?! Did you ever meet Decimo!" He was a major fan boy of him.
They sweatdropped at his excitement. "No. His guardians and a few others ever really got to know him."
The girl besides them pretend not to hear their conversation of him.
Midoriya blushed. "Ah, I should of assumed that, his last match was before any of us were born. Sorry. Sometimes I start rambling my thoughts, and don't realize-" Still going on.
The eyepatch teen clenched her fist, thinking of his comment. Born after Decimo's death. Blinking away that stupid tear.
Lambo caught her hidden mood, and tried to change the subject. "What of you though, you haven't really introduced yourself?" Lambo slowly ruffled his hair.
Midoriya stopped his rambling. He mentally slapped himself. "I was doing it again. Sorry, but I'm Izuku Midoriya from Namimori middle."
They all glanced at him. Even the eyepatch girl was caught off guard.
"Eeh? Did I say something?"
I-pin had helped with his lacking social formalities. "Izuku-san um, and what family?"
He knew he wouldn't fit in. This was a school for people with a future in the mafia. 'I don't have a flame either.'
Deku ignored his own thoughts. He could do this. 'Even after everyone keeps telling me I can't.'
He held hard determined eyes, that's what Decimo did when facing a mountain of struggle.
"I don't come from one. I'm going to create my own. One for all."
So how you like the first chapter? Please leave a review or fav and follow. It is really motivational. Oh and one more thing. This is a Mafia fic, it's gonna get dark and eventually M. :)
