A/N:

Imagine Alan's voice being same as Benedict Cumberbatch. Italics are only for him at the moment. Bold is for All Might in his buff form.
If something changes, I'll let you know.

Oh and English isn't my main language so there may be some mistakes. If someone will catch one, please be so kind and inform me of it.

Enjoy!


Chapter 2


Izuku kept his gaze glued to the page he was reading, completely ignoring the commotion in his classroom. Once again he wished his classmates would be more considerate and keep all the noise octave or two lower. Not that they're bugging him in any way, Izuku just didn't want to go deaf so early in his life. He lived in his own little world, and they lived in theirs. Of course he wasn't a complete douche, that role belonged to very angry Pomeranian, with ever present scowl, a few sits in front of him. Maybe was born this way? He listened to what happened around him, but picked up only important things. Like how, their homeroom teacher came with a stack of paper, started saying something about choosing their life paths only to throw all those, rather nicely sorted for him, papers in the air, which in turn made his classmates cheer and start using their quirks. Didn't they know that was illegal?

Then he heard someone ranting about his destined life path to the greatness, while something popped and filled the room with the caramel scent. Only for his teacher said something that filled the room with eerie silence, before a laughter burst in the class. Somewhere along that mildly annoying sound Izuku heard his surname, but choose to ignore it. The part he was reading now seemed rather complicated, he knew he would have to return later to it and make some notes at home. He really didn't want to mess up and make miscalculation during planning phase.

But the very loud and obnoxious scream that sounded oddly like 'Deku' and non-stop popping, cut his lecture short. Holding back sigh that threatened to escape his lips, Izuku lazily rose his eyes from the pages just in time to see Bakugo ready to swing his arm at his desk, animalistic scowl and small, red, eyes directed at him. Izuku in a flash pieced together what was the most likely scenario that lead to this unfortunate development. Waging his options and taking into account that principal had all desk replaced last week he choose to act.

"Support course" Izuku said in the most uninterested tone he could muster, which wasn't that hard. But it worked. Bakugo stopped mid swing, his explosions vanishing completely after second, but scowl and red gaze piercing right through Izuku remained. He wanted to return to the book, he was finally getting to some interesting parts, but he knew that leaving his eyes out of the blond form would lead to taking combusted sweat right into his face. Excuse him, he liked his face as it was. So he kept looking, not in the eyes, he didn't want Bakugo to think he's challenging him in something, God forbid. He glued his eyes to his chin, most likely the safest place.

"What did you say, you damn nerd?" Bakugo nothing but growled at him.

"U.A. support course. That's where I'm going." Izuku said short and simple, he really wanted to go back to reading.

Bakugo huffed, shoving his hands into his pockets and somehow relaxed, but scowl remained. Was it permanent by now? "Good. Keep it that way, Deku. Remember that it was I, who aced U.A mock test. Go to the other extras. At least they could use your shitty nerd brain for something useful." Bakugo said with his gruff voice sprinkled with satisfaction of 'putting the shitty nerd where he belonged'.

Izuku just nodded to him and watched him go. He wanted to correct his unpleasant ex-best friend/number one bully. Bakugo didn't ace mock test. He did fairly well, getting 95%, which was very high. But he was still five percent shy from Izuku. Thank God that his teacher ignoring his score. Izuku knew, that saying that to firecracker face, would equal with uncomfortable heat and shockwave right into his nose and some other 'roughing'. Izuku wisely choose life.

"Midoriya" came his teacher sleepy voice. "what are you reading? Again."

Izuku didn't even spare a glace to the man, his eyes where occupied with picking up, where he stopped reading. He realized that his teacher was trying to get him into trouble for what seemed thousand times by now. The man couldn't handle that there was someone much smarter than him. Izuku only corrected him once, two years ago.

"Electrodynamics and energy conversion. College level stuff." Izuku answered as politely and humble as he could. Why people couldn't just leave him alone with his books? Maybe he really should take that early exam. He would have so much more time to read and gain money from his work or train some more martial arts. Not to mention the peace and quiet he would acquire. His social life was non-existent anyway.

Izuku focused on his reading, completely shutting down from the world. Now that the unfortunate commotion was out of the way, he could just read and take mental notes. If he remembered well enough, which he did, this was his last period. Which meant he was free in about... thirty minutes give or take. Good, he had training today.


Leaving the school grounds Izuku walked at the leisure pace toward the gym. He had some time to kill, so he decided that taking the detour and going next to the river bank, away from the main road would do him good. He wanted some quiet time now. And read some more. The devious bell had to rung right in the middle of important explanation. Seeing the under bridge passage he decided to not cross it and sit on the grass close to it. His mom said that he could use some sun. Vitamins and stuff. And he was too white. Mom once joked that he was whiter than a paper sheet. Excuse him, he wasn't. He compared it. He was a few shades away from it.

Izuku was just about to open his backpack when he heard some weird noise from the passage. Like jelly dessert makes when you blow air into it using a straw. Interested he rose up and looked into it. There he saw some kind of greyish green sludge with creepy eyes and mouth. The jelly monster ranted about how he was chased by some giant, blonde buffoon and needed to hide. Izuku wisely decided that he didn't want to deal with it and stood next to the entrance, hiding next to the wall.

A few moments later he heard a notorious and slightly obtrusive voice, a call of the super move like the one in games and felt the extreme wind pressure rushing past him. Izuku's mind registered that he knew that voice. He knew it very well. Taking a peek he saw abnormally tall and buff man with blond hair that had two bang sticking up like a 'V', wearing green cargo pants and plain, white T-shirt, who held a grocery bag. Yup, suspicions confirmed. It was All Might, he's number three favorite hero. In front of him, on the walkway and walls was green goo. Piecing together what happened Izuku couldn't help himself but say: "Wow."

All Might heard him and turned to him slightly surprised. The two stared at each other for a few seconds and then... "DO NOT WORRY CITIZEN! THE DANGER HAVE PASSED! WHY? BECAUSE I'M HERE!" All Might all but shouted ending it with his iconic laugh.

"I wasn't worried." Izuku said nonchalantly while shrugging a bit. "And could you keep your voice down, please? I've just left the school and there is plenty of obnoxious loudness there." he said bluntly. He didn't want to have headache or damaged hearing.

"Oh... of course. Sorry." All Might answered him somehow bashfully with clear embarrassment.

"Do you need a hand? With picking... it up?" Izuku asked, pointing to the whole passage behind giant's back. " We could use those bottles of yours."

All Might blinked at him, taking some time to process his words. After most likely rebooting his brain he answered "No need, young man. I've got it covered." waving his hand in front of him.

"Nah, I've got time. And I'm always happy to help." Izuku said, small smile on his lips.

All Might looked like he wanted to deny him yet again, but Izuku already made his way past him and started gathering gross to touch sludge into more manageable pile. The two worked silently, slowly squeezing vile slime into plastic containers. Getting work almost done and securing the most important parts, eyes and mouth, Izuku thought that he needed to tell All Might something.

"You know... I'm quirkless." he started, dropping the rhetorical bomb at the hero, making him stop and look at Izuku with surprise evident on his face. "All my life I was a laughing stock for everyone around me. Especially considering that I want to become hero in the future. Thanks to you, I may add." He flushed a small smile at All Might, but didn't stop his hands from working. "I was, and still am, bullied for genetic defect. The day I was told by doctor that, I don't have any kind of power like everyone around me was crushing." he stopped for a second, getting lost in his memories and feelings. "But it didn't stop me. I still want to become hero. Still want to help people. And no matter what everyone says, I'll carry on. Maybe I won't be the Number One like you, but it matters not to me. It's all for the public and media anyway. I aim to become a symbol, just like you. Although Symbol of Peace may be out of my reach. I don't think I'll ever have power to be that. Maybe a Symbol of Hope or something like that." Izuku finished, both his monolog and pile of disgusting goo. He felt somehow lighter, getting it all out of his chest to the man, who inspired him to choose his life path. Izuku rose up, straightening his back and sending All Might a big grin while handing him a bottle.

All Might took a while to wrap his head around his declaration. His face morphing from surprise to slight shock and finally to... admiration? Recognition? Izuku wasn't sure, but giant smile and full belly, friendly laugh made him fell at ease. "Young man, those words you've just said, moved me deeply. And I admire your determination and your dream. I'm going to be honest with you. The moment you said you're quirkless and still desire to be a hero, I wanted to stop you there. But I know my words would just dump down your spirit, nothing else. Let me warn you though, path to the heroics isn't padded with roses and life of a hero is dangerous one, trust me on that." his voice turned very serious at the and. No doubt some kind of personal experience. "But seeing the look in your eyes and hearing drive in your voice... Allow me to say those words to you. You, young man, can become a hero! A splendid one at that, no doubt. So carry on with your dreams and change them into a reality." All Might finished while giving him thumbs up.

Izuku couldn't help, but smile widely at that. He felt his eyes itch a bit, most likely due to the tears that were threatening to fall from them. Stupid Midoriya's waterworks. Quickly he rubbed them against his sleeve and looked at the hero. "Thanks. That means a lot to me." He eyed the bottles that were shoved into All Might's side pockets. Considering that All Might's most used way of transport was literally jumping into to the sky, those two containers were sure to fall out. "Give me a moment, All Might. I have a duct tape in my backpack. We can secure the bottles with it. Better be safe than sorry." he said, already looking for said item.

"Good thinking young man! And while we're at it. Would you like an autograph?"

Izuku blinked at the question. Did he want one? Yes, very. As a dedicated hero fan he always wanted to have one. And having All Might's… no doubt he would frame it in his room. Did he have something to write it on? Not really. In his backpack were only book he was reading at school, some of basic supplies... and his 'Inventions to build in the future vol. 13'. While taping bottles secure, he was thinking about using this very notebook. He would consider it as a some kind of blessing. Yeah, that would be good.

After getting All Might's signature, telling him his name and watching hero take off into the vast sky, Izuku turned around and picked up his pace from leisure walk to march, barely containing his excitement. He didn't want to be late for his training.

Izuku fished out a simple black earpiece and put it on. "Alan, please tell me, that we have that recorded." he asked, while grinning from ear to ear. His cheeks hurt, but he didn't mind.

"Of course, sir." answered him a computer voice in the earpiece. "I've already cut it and saved under a very appropriate name. 'Oh my god, it is All Might and I'm trying very hard to not fanboygasm right into his face'."

"Alan" Izuku started, his smile now strained. "I really, really hate you sometimes, you know?"

"I'm doing my very best, sir."