"Kacchan! Wait up!" Izuku ran after his childhood friend.

"What the hell do you want Deku!?" His "friend" asked casually(it's a relative term)

"Where are you going!?"

"Isn't it obvious!? I'm gonna stay away from home for a couple days, the old hag has been nagging me about what I want to go to in high school again." Katsuki Bakugou continued his angry march.

Izuku walked beside him, "You could become a hero! We can both go to Yuue-"

"That old school!? Deku, the world doesn't need "heroes" the special forces can take care of anyone misusing their quirks." Katsuki shot down Izuku's idea.

"But with a cool quirk like yours you can-"

"Listen, Deku. I have no interest in becoming one of those lame old-fashioned heroes."

"They're not la-" Katsuki interrupted Izuku with his quirk, a explosion erupting from his hand.

"Just leave me alone Deku. I'm not in the mood."

"O- Okay…"

12 hours later…

"Where are they…" Katsuki's voice was a monotone. No emotions. Just a simple question.

"Th- They're r-right h-here…" Izuku gestured to two vases with photographs taped to them. Katsuki had just gotten back from his time alone and they were both at Izuku's house.

"No… NO! THAT'S A LIE!" Katsuki's quirk went wild, explosions echoing off of the walls of the silent neighborhood.

"Kacchan, calm down!" Izuku tried to restrain his friend but was knocked to the side.

"THEY'RE STILL ALIVE! I KNOW IT! YOU'RE JUST TRYING TO DECEIVE ME!" Katsuki was no longer thinking rationally, "I'm leaving." He turned around and walked towards the door. His shoes were already on since he was in to much of a rush to take them off when he entered.[1]

"Wait Kacchan!"

The door closed. Izuku turned back to the vases, one had been knocked over by Katsuki's explosions. A black ash was spilling out of it.

"I'm sorry Mrs. Bakugou…" He carefully swept op the ash and poured it back inside, "I'm so, sorry…"

He picked up both of the vases and carried them into his mother's room. There he left them, next to another vase with a picture taped to it.

Izuku woke up with a start. Judging by the light leaking into the room, it was around 8:00 in the morning.

"Darn it, I overslept again…" He got up and got dressed. His new pair of jeans were a little baggy, but the perfect size for his rapidly growing teenage body.

"I wonder if I should have my ramen today… Nah, I'll stick to cereal for now." He continued his daily routine and left his apartment.

"I'll be back soon!"

Three hours later…

"Ugh… I'm so tired!" Izuku wiped his brow and surveyed the beach. There was one more item to move. It was a gift locker but it was so big that he couldn't move it an inch.

"Should I celebrate now? I'm basically done, if you don't count that one locker…." Izuku sighed, it didn't feel like he should celebrate before the task was completely done.

"Oh well... Today is Saturday right? I should get going!" Izuku climbed up the stone stairs to the beach parking lot. He had a tradition to go looking for people every Saturday. There were a couple posters that he put up, they read, "Hello survivors! I'm Izuku Midoriya and I'm one of the only people living in this town. If you're looking for a shelter or just some food and water I'll be at the food court in the Tatooine Shopping Mall every Saturday at 12:00!"

Some people might call it a risky move, but Izuku didn't care. He just wanted to have someone to talk to. He hadn't spoken to anyone since Katsuki had left his house in a rage.

Once there he sat down and pulled out the 24th book in the Ore no Hero Academia series. It was the part when the class discovers who the traitor is.

"Please don't be Kamikaze[2]! He's one of my favorite characters!" Izuku muttered to himself as he stared intently at the manga. Time past as he continued to read. No one showed up.

"Huh... I guess I should have expected this..." Izuku stretched as he stood up, "I'll go grab the next volume and head home..."

He began walking to the mall's bookstore.

"Ouch... Are you... Izuku?" A voice asked from behind him. Izuku turned around not believing his ears. It had been over eight months since he had heard another person's voice. But standing there was another person. A girl. With chestnut brown hair and rosy cheeks.

"I'm... I-Izuku!" He realized that he wasn't speaking very loudly, "Yes! I'm Izuku Midoriya!" He repeated, "D-did you see my poster?"

The girl looked him in the eye and let out a faint smile, "I'm Ochako Uraraka. It's nice to meet you."

To say that Ochako Uraraka was tired would be an understatement. She had been walking for the past two weeks occasionally using her quirk to get over tougher terrain all in all traveling about 240 km[3]. It was painful, her feet had blisters covering them, she hadn't had a good night's sleep in for ten days(she had slept in a couple deserted hotels along the way), and she still hadn't completed her goal.

"Mommy... Daddy..."

"Are you awake?" A voice cut into her consciousness.

"Wh-who's there?" She tried to open her eyes, but she could hardly see anything in her bleary half awake state.

"Ah! It's me! Izuku, you suddenly fainted." Ochako looked around and noticed that she was sleeping on a bed in someone's room. She then got a good look at the first person she had seen in weeks. Izuku was a plain looking boy, his only defining characteristic was his green hair, and even that didn't stand out that much. In a world where some people you meet have six arms or vines for hair, green hair didn't stand out all that much. He had a cute freckled face and round childlike eyes that you wouldn't believe had witnessed the apocalypse.

"Th-thank you..." Ochako got ready to stand up but stopped when she saw her feet. There was gauze wrapped around her feet which had been previously covered with blisters.

"Oh, I-I'm sorry! You were limping and when I got you in bed and took off your shoes I saw the blisters I couldn't leave you like that, I didn't do anything to you when you were asleep only wrapped your feet in gauze-" Izuku's explanation turned into an excuse and then into rambling.

"It's fine! I trust you! You're the first sane person I've met since the..." Ochako trailed off, Izuku immediately knew how the sentence ended, the apocalypse...

Nuruhuhuhu! Hello World! I'm here and I hope you enjoyed chapter two!

[1] For those that wear their shoes inside the house, Japanese people take their shoes off at the entrance.

[2] Here I'm referencing a popular Boku no Hero theory and Naruto at the same time! For those who don't know the theory, look up, Kaminari Denki traitor theory.

[3] This is for the dumb Americans who don't know the metric system(please take no offense, I too am a dumb American!). 240 km, the distance from the Mie Prefecture(Ochako's birthplace) to Shizuoka(Izuku's birthplace), is about 150 miles which can be walked in two weeks, even without a quirk.

Anwho, I'll be going now!

-TitaniumDragon22