Yay, here's another chapter for my readers.

Spoiler Warnings: Shinso will eventually enjoy Izuku's company, just not yet. Anyway, onto the chapter!

*I do not own Boku No Hero Academia or any of its Characters. Any OCs are my ideas, so please no stealing or I will reap your soul.*

Chapter 10: Okami

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"I'll try to message you later about the project and when we can get together, okay?" Midoriya said with a smile. Shinso huffed and nodded as the curly haired boy turned around and walked off, leaving the purple haired boy with his thoughts on his new situation.

When Midoriya approached him with the offer, he was genuinely surprised, he just didn't show it much.

In all honesty, the brainwash user thought Midoriya was coming to get some form of revenge for using his quirk on him. It wasn't the first time someone got mad at him for his abilities of manipulation.

Not only was that untrue, but the kid was asking to be his partner. He really didn't understand Midoriya all that much, considering what the boy was like. He was friendly and outgoing one moment then analytical and deep the next. It confused the brainwash UA student the slightest bit.

Back when he first saw Midoriya walk up to the front of the class, he thought it was a girl from behind. He was very short, his hair was long, and he had very soft features. He carried himself with a soft grace and had a soft voice to go with it. It was after the boy turned around that he realized his mistake and was the slightest bit embarrassed at himself for the blunder.

When Midoriya talked about proving himself, Shinso resonated with the smaller boy a little bit, but then again, everyone wanted to prove themselves in the General Course. It was common among the students in the 'Reject Class'. After finishing his little speech, Shinso immediately noticed the lack of explanation regarding Midoriya's quirk. That sent warning signals to him about the strange boy, considering Midoriya took plenty of notes on others in his seat. Therefore, Shinso was quick to ask.

Only to learn that the short boy didn't have one. That surprised him out of the most of the situation. Most people who were in the General were there because their quirks weren't made to fight giant hunks of metal, like himself. But this quirkless kid was in the same boat as them, which made him question if Midoriya was just that determined or just plain stupid.

If the boy's plan was to get in the Hero Course, then he would have a harder time than everyone else. What person would want to place a quirkless kid from the General Course into the Hero Course? It was ridiculous in his mind.

Shinso grabbed his bike and jumped on it to make his way home before it got to dark.

He continued to watch the boy every once in a while, and noticed more details about him as time went on.

When he saw Midoriya's sleeves go up, he noticed the amount of muscle on the boy's forearms, which wasn't large and expressive, but rather refined and thick. It went along with grace the boy carried himself with that Shinso deduced that Izuku has trained in combat. he didn't know what kind, but he's heard the boy's friends mention 'samurai' before and couldn't help but connect those dots to a logical theory.

Midoriya also showed to have a strange belief in heroes. How heroes were there to protect people bravely and that not a single one was perfect for every situation. He even called out All Might for being imperfect. For someone who studies quirks like he did without having one himself, Midoriya didn't worship the strongest quirks like he thought the boy would. In fact, the short boy seemed to nit pick them heavily with his analytical mind.

Shinso went around a corner, feeling the breeze on his neck and face as he continued his journey. He needed to get home before his Kaa-san worried.

Then there was the talk he had with him in the lockdown earlier today, which made him question the boy more. Midoriya thought Shinso could be an amazing hero. Shinso already knew that about himself and his quirk, but most people take one glance at his abilities and his features and assume he could be a villain. That's not what he wanted to be, they just put him in a box that they believed he should go into.

But not Midoriya. The first things he said about his quirk were positive and how they could be used to save people in awful situations. It made something in him flourish a little bit, but only on the inside as to not show Midoriya's words meant anything to him.

Perhaps being the boy's partner wouldn't be so bad, even if the boy didn't have a quirk of his own.

Shinso was curious about Midoriya, and he hoped to learn why the short boy thought he could be a hero. The idea of a quirkless hero was pretty ludicrous in his mind.

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Thursday Afternoon

Message: Midoriya Izuku, Shinso Hitoshi

Midoriya: Hi Shinso-san! It's Midoriya Izuku, I'm just asking if you would like to start the project tomorrow or wait until the weekend?

Shinso: We can work on Saturday.

Midoriya: Great! Where would you like to meet up and at what time?

Shinso: I don't care. You decide.

Midoriya: Are you sure?

Shinso: Yes.

Midoriya: Okay, meet me at 3:00 at this location. (location link available)

Shinso: Okay. Bye.

Midoriya: Goodnight Shinso-san. See you on Saturday!

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Two days passed rather quickly for everyone at UA. With the attack at the USJ, the heroes in the area have been on high alert and the school itself was upgrading security to make sure something like that never happened again.

Nobody was injured by the attack, thank goodness, but it didn't mean they were unharmed. Several of the Hero Course students were shaken up and UA made sure to offer counseling to the students after what they went through. Most of them refused, but a few decided to take up the offer and come in once a week to make sure everything was alright mentally.

While the students were safe, the teachers were another matter. UA's Class 1-A homeroom teacher, Aizawa Shouta was severely injured, the culprit being referred to as classified by the police and the school.

Another that was hurt in the fray was the space hero Number 13, who had been injured after her attack was backfired onto her. The culprit was also kept secret, but people were curious as to who could hurt heroes like that.

The last, and certainly not least, was Toshinori Yagi, otherwise known as All Might to everyone but a select few. From mass media reports, he was almost completely uninjured, being able to save the day and protect the students as soon as he arrived.

However, the inside story was a whole different matter. After being forced to fight to such an intense degree against what the villains called a 'Nomu', the number one hero could tell his time had shorted again. He had already used his limit that day and had to go even further to save his students. Not only that, but the monster did a major blow to his old injury, causing his blood spitting tendency to get a tiny bit worse. While he didn't regret his actions at all, he knew they would come back to bite him.

Which was why he needed to come up with a new alternative soon. His power was depleting and his time was short. He needed to pass on his quirk to the next person in line. One who could not only handle it, but who understood its importance and had the heart to handle such a task. He needed a successor that represented the Symbol of Peace, so people would not loose sight when he eventually had to retire.

Which was going to happen sooner than he thought.

Luckily, he found someone who fit his criteria. A boy with courage and strength to stand against others. One who would rush into danger simply because it was his duty to. A child who would probably sacrifice himself for the greater good of society. Who carried a heart of gold and a fire in his eyes. He was just what All Might needed.

But the boy didn't even give the giant hero a chance. He tried to avoid him and pushed the number one hero away, much to his shock. The boy had everything he needed to be a new user for One for All.

Except the will to trust All Might. It struck the Symbol of Peace hard. He worked diligently to be an open face to the world, one that could always be turned to in the time of need. It was why he worked himself to the ground on the day of the USJ.

Now there was a perfect candidate for his ability... that didn't trust him. The Symbol of Peace wanted to resolve that situation as quick as possible and have a chance with the curly haired boy. A chance to explain himself and tell Midoriya of his potential destiny. To give the boy what the world never gave him.

A quirk.

However, in order to do that, he needed to follow the words of the boy, and understand where the boy's hatred for him came from, and in order to do that, he came to the place the boy told him to, where he apparently failed the boy in some way. Where he could need to learn how to fix it.

"Tatooin Shopping Plaza" A bandaged skeleton man muttered out, looking around at the scenery of the area with interest. This was that place. Where he could learn about his connection to the boy, and why Midoriya didn't like him.

It might even solve the strange familiarity he has for the boy. He still can't figure that part out, and it's been itching at him.

Toshinori scoped out the area with his keen blue eyes, thinking about its importance. Was there a villain fight here? If so, did the boy get hurt because of him? Or perhaps a part of the boy's family?

He peered around at the shops and caught something. A burn mark, one that stretched along the sides of an alleyway and out onto a hat shop.

There was another one, more faint after being cleaned, but it was still there. As he looked around, he began to piece things together and realized the significant.

'Bakugou-shounen. It happened here, the fight between me and that sludge villain that captured him. I had to go past my limit and shoot that thing away with a Detroit Smash. I almost wasn't able to, but something inside me nearly broke when I saw Bakugou-shounen's eyes start to close, the sludge-like-villain closing in on his body.'

Toshinori put a hand to his bony chin, thinking about the situation. 'That villain did so much damage because of my foolishness. I didn't know the streets and was forced to follow it into the sewers. Had it not been for the creature's taunting voice, I wouldn't have been able to find it ... strangling...a...green haired...boy.' Toshinori felt the realization hit him like a ton of bricks.

"Can someone without a quirk become a hero?"

Had he not been so close to the wall to support himself, Toshinori would have fallen on the floor as the words of the past reverberated in his mind. The same words from a hopeful child with a dream to succeed. One who he betrayed by telling him 'No'. The same child who not only proved his awful statement wrong, but was now the target of his eye since performing in the UA entrance exam. The boy who proved that he was just as strong as others despite not having a quirk, and wanted to prove that to the world. To All Might.

It all made sense. Why Midoriya hated him. Why the boy saw him as nothing but a hurdle, an obstacle to pass in his goals to be a hero. Why he pushed so hard to overcome others. All Might abandoned him. Toshinori abandoned him. After all that preaching to others about being heroes, one of the few to personally ask him was left destroyed by the Number One Hero's words.

Toshinori straightened himself up and took off, not caring about the odd glances he got from the shoppers he passed by. He needed to talk to Someone. He needed to talk to Nezu.

But most importantly, he needed to apologize to Midoriya, and tell the boy how wrong he was.

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Shinso biked to the location with a yawn. While he had no problem biking towards the location, he looked up to spot on his phone found that it was a dojo.

A Kenjutsu dojo.

At least he could confirm that about Midoriya. The curly haired boy obviously wouldn't choose a place like this at random. It had a place in the boy's interest and was most likely the same spot where Midoriya learned his skills. The skills he had yet to see.

Finally reaching his destination, he parked his bike in a designated zone and locked it up. He didn't know this area, and it didn't hurt to be safe with his ride home. "Shinso-san!" Shinso looked up to find a smiling Midoriya walking up to him from a few feet away. "Good afternoon." Shinso said back blandly as he began to take more notice of his classmate's form.

The boy's apparel immediately caught the purple haired boy's attention. Instead of the UA school uniform, Midoriya was wearing a simple emerald green shirt, greatly accentuating the shine in the curly haired boy's eyes, as well as his dark green hair.

That same hair was tied back, Shinso catching sight of the swinging black ribbon holding the boy's wild mane back. Shinso also saw that Midoriya was also wearing a pair of black workout shorts, showing off his calves and legs to the much skinnier General Course student.

However, his legs weren't the only thing. Midoriya was built. Shinso found his attention taken to Midoriya's arms, which pulsed with energy and power, despite being slim and close to his body. The same energy traveled up to his covered shoulders, which made a presence under the green shirt which popped out at the spots Midoriya had more muscle.

All in all, it was not what he was expecting. Midoriya's body did not fit his face, one being much more rigid than the other. It made him a little self conscious about saying yes to partnering up with the curly haired boy.

Izuku smiled. "It's good to see you Shinso-san, I was a bit worried that you wouldn't come today." He said sheepishly. Shinso knocked himself from his thoughts and shrugged his shoulders. "I told you I'd come. Let's just get this over with." Izuku's smile falter a bit and he nodded.

"Okay, lets get inside and get started then." Shinso followed the smaller boy into the dojo and found himself surveying their workplace. "Shinso-san, welcome to Oha no Bushido (Honorable Blade of Bushido). It's where I trained in kenjutsu over the years."

It was definitely what Shinso expected from a kenjutsu dojo. The walls were cleaned and polished, the only things on them were pictures of fighting forms or the occasional titles held by the owner/master. There was a small area of business at the front with a desk, a calendar with dates and times, a simple computer that didn't look very used, and a tea set with several different kinds of cups and tea leaves.

In the main area was a black rubber looking surface, expanding over almost all the floor. There was no cracks in between the rubber plates, as if they were welded together. The floor had a large white ring in the middle, most likely for spars, and it was freshly cleaned. On the far wall was a rack of different wooden weapons, most of which being katanas or bokken, but also bo staffs, nun-chucks, and naginatas.

Next to the collection of the weapons was a closed door, most likely a restroom or owner's quarters, and a trophy case. He couldn't see much from the distance, but it looked like there were pictures of different students, all of which celebrating what appeared to be a belt test of sorts. There were also placards and plaques, along with trophies inside the glass case, showing that the dojo had success in training students.

All in all, it seemed nice enough, if a bit stuffy, but Shinso wondered what kind of person owned this place, and why Midoriya chose kenjutsu as a fighting style.

"Shinso-san, are you okay?" Shinso cursed himself for getting sidetracked again and looked to Midoriya, noticing the worried expression on the boy's face, especially in the eyes. "I'm fine." Shinso said plainly.

"Alright." Izuku started. "I suppose we should get started. What would you like to start on?" Izuku asked curiously.

"I don't care." Shinso said blandly. "You choose."

"Okay then. We can start on personal information and quirks then go into physical abilities." Shinso raised an eyebrow at the boy, who now walked off to the edge of the dojo to a table Shinso didn't notice before. Shinso followed after and found the small wooden table had two pieces of paper and pencils, how considerate, and a brewed pot of tea.

"Please sit Shinso-san, I hope you are okay with hojicha (roasted green) tea. It's not drank commonly during pastime, but me and Tadashi-sensei prefer it." Shinso nodded, now knowing who the sensei of this place was. Sitting down in his own chair to his cup of brewed hot tea, he looked to Midoriya as he brought up the sweet smelling beverage.

"What did you mean by 'Physical'?" Shinso said as he sipped his tea, noticing the soft hint of caramel in the flavor. Midoriya drank his own tea with grace. "Like Tetsuki-sensei said, we need to find out about each others abilities." Midoriya brought his cup back to the table. "I thought it would be good to see how strong you are. Is something wrong?" Shinso's eyes narrowed at Midoriya.

"Why is it any of your business how strong I am. Just because we have a project together doesn't mean you get to know my secrets." Shinso shot, not at all feeling comfortable with how this was going.

Of course the quirkless kid would try to learn about him the most. After all, some people had quirks that could counteract his own, but Midoriya had no such ability, and was looking for a weakness to exploit in the future.

"Shinso-san, if you don't want to do the physical part, I understand. I only assumed because it was my intention to show you my own so you had something to present on Monday." Midoriya spoke more more control than Shinso thought he would. Midoriya brought his tea up and gave small sip to the bitter sweet beverage. "Not to mention that we have a physical test soon, like Tetsuki-sensei said on the first day. Even if I wanted to learn more about you, I would probably wait until that day to do so, but we have the project presentation the day we come back and was hoping to have more to present." Midoriya spoke softly.

Shinso huffed. Midoriya's statement was true enough when it came to the upcoming test at school, and the curly haired boy showed no intent to attack him over his earlier statement. All in all, the only thing Shinso could chalk it up as was that Midoriya was truly curious about him, which was stranger to him than thinking the boy wanted to expose his weaknesses.

Something in his heart felt the slightest bit of guilt for automatically attacking the smaller boy. He didn't know why in the slightest. He didn't feel this when he used his quirk on Midoriya, but now he was. He pushed the unwanted feeling down, destroying it as soon as it festered.

"Lets just do the assessment portion on quirks then worry about the other stuff later." Shinso drawled out. Izuku nodded and pulled out his pencil.

The two of them questioned each other on certain abilities and skills. Shinso questioned Izuku on his swordplay and techinque while Izuku questioned the other on the power of his quirk and how he could use it. Shinso was very reluctant to tell the other boy about his quirk's faults, but he relented...slightly. He told Midoriya some of his's quirk's drawbacks, like the headaches from controlling too many, but he didn't express the limit of his powers, or how he could take people over from over the phone. That was a secret for only himself to know. And his Kaa-san.

Shinso found himself looking at his data sheet on Midoriya and questioned how strong the boy truly was. From Midoriya's self reports on himself before entering UA, the shorter boy went to the gym four times a week, the dojo six times a week, ran around Shizouka's market area three times a week, did self training two times a week, and performed in several kenjutsu competitions along the years, ergo having some of the trophies in the case belonging to the curly haired samurai.

Shinso was curious to see Midoriya's fighting. If the boy really wanted to become a quirkless hero, as he exclaimed, the there must be some strength to back up such a claim.

"Midoriya." Shinso saw Midoriya shoot up from his chair and bow. Turning his head to the voice, he found a tall man with jet black hair tied back in a braided ponytail, a clean shaven pale face and sharp but relaxed black eyes. The man wore a simple black kimono with a white sash, a blade at his side. Shinso put the pieces together before Midoriya could even tell him "Tadashi-sensei, how are you?"

"I am doing well, young student. I see your compatriot decided to come today. It is nice to meet you young man. I am Ryuhaki Tadashi, or as my students refer to me, Tadashi-sensei." The older man bowed. Shinso nodded to the man. While he didn't care about titles all that much, he decided to do his part to his partner and stood to bow back.

"Unless you wish to, do not bow to me. I do not demand respect, but simply wish to earn it. I do not know you well enough to ask for your bow." Shinso stopped his action and looked to the man. The man with eyes much older than his body or soul.

Now he could tell where Midoriya got it from. This man was as strange as his student.

"Now," Tadashi began once more. "I believe my student asked me to come in a do a demonstration with him, yes?" Midoriya nodded. "While I don't condone over-expression of ability or 'showing off' as it is put, Midoriya explained the reason and I agreed to spar with him for learning purposes." Shinso watched as Midoriya stood up and walked off and went into the door he saw earlier.

Looking to the the man who didn't look over 35, he gazed at him with curiosity. "Where were you all this time. I didn't here the door open at the front." The man smiled sagely. "I was searching for myself, looking into my own thoughts and relaxing my body and soul. It helps control the mind and reinvigorate oneself." He finished cryptically, only confusing the purple haired boy.

"What Tadashi-sensei means is that he was taking a nap. He has a bed in the back and often dozes off when he gets too tired from practices." Shinso saw the man's wise and calm expression flinch the slightest bit. Had he not paid attention, he wouldn't have noticed the man's smile falter a few ticks.

Midoriya walked out of the back room wearing a strange green kimono, which exposed a white shirt on his chest. Wrapping around his waist was a maroon sash, holding together the ensemble. It made the smaller boy look a whole half foot taller.

Though that meant he was still shorter than Shinso.

The purple haired boy caught a smile shot in his direction and huffed, a tiny bubbling flashing through his chest and was gone the next second. He ignored it and watched as both master and student entered the circle at the middle, each brandishing a wooden katana.

"Shinso-san, please may attention and try to keep your eyes on us. Tadashi-sensei and myself tend to go very fast. We will try to go slow so you can write down more, but I cannot promise anything." Shinso narrowed his eyes at the smaller boy. Did Midoriya really think he was too slow to keep up.

While Midoriya looked impressive, he doubted the boy was faster than the human eye, let alone for Shinso.

"Young friend of Midoriya, can I please ask you to begin the fight?" Tadashi asked the purple haired boy. Shinso sighed and got his pencil and paper ready. While he was still annoyed by Midoriya's statement, he couldn't risk getting a bad grade on their first real assignment in the class.

Feeling ready to write down what he could, he lazily looked to the two swordsmen and let them begin.

"Hajime." He said blandly.

He was not ready.

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Sunday Night

Group Message: Midoriya Izuku, Surikku Imori, Hiru Okami, Tsume Kanna

Midoriya: Hey everyone, how did your projects go?

Tsume: They were fine, but Dry Boy kept falling asleep so I had to improvise on waking him up.

Hiru: She used her nails and pooked me in the sides. -_-

Hiru: *poked*

Tsume: Hey, not my fault you can't stay awake. :P

Surikku: Tsume please don't hurt Hiru! (;w;)

Midoriya: Okay, lets's stop fighting please. I know there may be been some conflicts but it's over now. Okay?

Tsume: Inja-ojisan...

Midoriya: -_-

Surikku: Me and Tachiiri-san finished ours on Friday at my place. She seemed really skittish about it, but I managed to get her to open up more.

Tsume: We got it done Saturday, but it took us awhile because he kept falling asleep.

Hiru: Not my fault. I have sleep that needs to be claimed during the day. Not all sleep is for the night.

Tsume: Don't you go off into proverbs too! Inja-ojisan is bad enough.

Midoriya: Anyway, I got my project finished on Saturday too. I hope to see your guy's presentations on tomorrow! :)

Surikku: Oh yeah, you paired up with that emo kid in the corner. What was it like?

Tsume: Was he a downer?

Midoriya: Shinso-san wasn't difficult. We got through the project together and I enjoyed learning more about him.

Hiru: Cool. Well, I'll see you guys tomorrow.

Tsume: Same

Surikku: Goodnight everyone! (^w^)

Midoriya: Goodnight.

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(End Chapter)

Okay, that's the end for now, there will be more pretty soon. Don't worry, I won't put this story on Hiatus. I hope my readers are enjoying it thus far.

Anyway, until next time, see ya!