Shoto and Hikoori's old shared room, 8:00 pm:
"Really?" I asked Shoto, processing his analysis about Midoriya's case.
"Yes, I have heard that from Uraraka and Iida when I was grabbing lunch the second day after the villains attack. I believe they are more related than we might think..." He trailed off.
Nii-san have had filled me with everything that happened during the time I was out. He told me that help came soon after I got injured because one of the third year students, Mirio senpai, have understood my signal. Shoto had witnessed the fight of All Might with the Nomu personally, after he and Mirio got me transported to the nurse's office; and he saw how Midoriya's power works up close. He had his doubts, like I did before. Claiming that you got your quirk from someone else while the current science totally denies the possibility of such a thing, and having a power too similar to a certain number one hero in addition top being "Favorited" in a way or another by the same hero and teacher, and furthermore being so nervous when this relation is mentioned to him. Yup, you just need to put two and two together to figure it out.
"I think that Midoriya is All Might's love child." My twin added bluntly.
I looked at him, deadpanned.
'What did he just say?!'
My thoughts were probably too visible on my expression, because he shifted slightly, readying to explain himself.
"I mean... All Might sensei really acts like if he is his relative, you know... having lunch with him, taking care of him.. and Midoriya returns that act as well at some point; his admiration to the hero is incomparable, and there are too many meetings for them for a normal teacher-student relationship. He even went out to save him from the villains after All Might defeated the Nomu, at the cost of his life, despite All Might's claim to the villains that he is going to crush them if they make any move. It was like if he knew something that we do not. So I figured he is his father."
"Well... I believe that the case is slightly different..." I started, grabbing Shoto's attention. "I think he is his mentor." I said.
Nii-san nodded, accepting this as a more reasonable conclusion.
"So... what are you going to do during the sports festival...?" He asked out of the blue, adjusting the mat he was sitting on.
'Ah right...'
Recovery Girl forbid me from participating with everyone in U.A's sport festival, despite my, Shoto's, and father's (underline this one, three times) protests. She scolded me so much that day, saying that I have to go easy on my body and try to understand it's needs a little bit more.
"You cannot just go out and jump, run, and fight around like if nothing has happened! Your body exhausted a lot of energy to respond to my quirk and heal faster! You have to let it rest properly or else you will suffer drastic consequences!" She huffed at me back then.
I shivered as I remembered her expression and tone.
"Why, I will watch you of course. Even if I do not participate with you materially, I will be there with you in your heart." I told him, smiling.
He smiled happily, staring at nowhere in specific.
"Thank you, imoto." He said genuinely.
His smile -suddenly- faded though.
"You know... the day Aizawa sensei introduced us the sports festival, there was a certain student from the general studies class that did more than just 'scooping' competition, unlike all other students that came by to see the class that survived the U.S.J attack." He started, his face turning serious.
'He's in the action mode...'
"He came and 'declared war' on us no less, as if it was nothing." He paused deep in thought then continued: "He must have a strong quirk to back him up, one that cannot let him pass the entrance or recommendation exam, but that can get him through in the festival."
I thought about it and it clicked.
"A quirk that only works on humans." I concluded.
"Exactly." He said. "Not juat that, class 1-B, too, have the same feelings towards us, like him."
'Lots of competition, I see... it's not anything our class can't pull off, but it would be troublesome have enemies right away. Not only that...'
"Let me guess." I initiated, inhaling deeply to prepare for the big sigh. "Bakugou screwed it as usual right?" I asked, still holding the breath slightly, in hopes things are better than my expectations.
"Yes, he did." He answered somewhat disappointed.
"Oh dear..." and the deep sigh was out.
U.A, the next day at Lunchtime:
I was peacefully walking to the cafeteria, to grab some ramen for lunch then go eat it in my usual spot in the forest surrounding U.A.
It has been a week since I last paid class 1-A a small visit along with the other classes.
"The arrogant brats... I will show them" I chuckled mockingly under my breath at the memory of a certain blond head with an annoying attitude popped in my mind.
'They know nothing, nothing at all... so self centric like the whole world is just about them... how igno-' And my train of thoughts was cut loose by a sudden bump into my chest and a light thud.
"Ouch..." A soft female voice faintly groaned in pain.
I looked down searching for the source, and the first thing I saw was a lowered head covered of almost split in half hair; the right was red and the left was white. She looked up after rubbing her head slightly, and I was stunned with deep heterochromia eyes that glittered under the light of the sun the window provided, eyes that I have seen before in my early childhood, dreamy and covering a whole load of yet unexplored worlds. I did not miss the scar that covered her right grey eye, probably caused by a very old burn.
"Oh my God I am so sorry...!" She said awkwardly, a deep blush burned on her cheeks.
'Where have I seen her...' I tried so hard to remember, but couldn't quiet place it.
"Do not worry, I am fine." I said bluntly. "Are you alright?" Then I asked, a certain tingling inside my heart urging me to help her. I stretched my hand for her to take.
Awkwardly -again-, she took my hand and got to her feet.
"Yeah thank you very much. Sorry again for bumping into you..."She answered me, a warm, gentle smile finding it's way to her small, red-pinkish lips.
"It's okay, just be careful next time." I answered softer than I intended to be.
'Hitoshi, what is wrong with you...?'
I wanted to facepalm but I was still in public.
I looked back at the girl in front of me. She seemed overly familiar. I was sure I saw her when I was very young, and that I had a connection to her in a way or another.
"Well... sorry but I have to go, sensei is waiting for me." She said finally, looking at me, straight in the eyes, in a way that said she was having a "déja-vu" as well.
"Goodbye, then." I commented lazily, rubbing the back of my neck.
She smiled again, and I felt a fuzzy feeling in my heart bloom. "goodbye." She told me and hurried away again, most likely to the teachers' room.
' "Leave him alone! If you don't I will stop you myself!!" ' I remembered a sentence I heard eleven years ago, and something clicked.
'It's... it's her!!'
And that's how I learned that the world, no matter how vast it is, is still so small.
'Her, of all people...'
"Why did you want to see me, sensei?" I asked Aizawa sensei who was sitting in front of me behind his computer. Beside him stood a fairly tall man with black hair and detective like clothes, accompanied by a lady that seemed like a secretary, or something like that. They looked so similar to each other.
'Are they siblings...?'
The detective cleared his throat then said gently: "Hello, miss Todoroki. I am detective Tsukauchi. We have brought you here to ask you a few questions, it's a protocol that we have done with your classmates as well. Every information you give us will prove useful."
"My name is Makoto Tsukauchi. I just have to make sure of things here and record all information, nothing more." The lady beside him beamed.
I looked at them sternly. I knew what they wanted to do.
"So by other words... you're trying to interrogate me. Detective Tsukauchi asks, and lady Tsukauchi makes sure I say the truth, either with psychological studying, or (most likely) with her quirk. " I said, entering serious mode.
The two of them shifted a little bit, while Aizawa sensei remained unfazed. He actually was fighting his smirk.
"It's not that we do not trust you, but this is a rotinic act. It's a part of the investigation just to get to the truth." Sensei said, nailing it right away.
My gaze softened a millimetre.
"Okay." I confirmed.
The lady, Makoto sat beside me, touching my hand, and the detective started asking questions: "What did you find out while fighting the Nomu?"
I tried my best to recall the events of the battle.
"I do not remember much, my memory is full of blackouts... But I do remember he was acting just like a doll, responding to the villain with the disintegrating quirk and the one with the wrapping quirk." I said, pressing as hard as I can on my memory. The lady beside me, Makoto, nodded in confirmation. He asked further after writing down everything I said: "What about your ice... How did it become black and why?"
I swallowed as the cruel memories surged to bang the doors of my mind.
"It's... it's because of my passive quirk... it causes me to have... episodes... but this is the first time it affected my main quirk, so i do not know how or why..." I answered, a hint of waver I tried my best mask showed itself in my voice.
Makoto nodded again, giving the green light.
"What about the 'supreme'? Who is it and how is it related to you...?" He pressed.
This question triggered something in my brain. All nightmares and dark visions burst in at once, and I heard that deep dark demonic voice echoing around me with threats.
My eyes widened and I started to tremble.
"I... I don't know... who-who are you..." I could not control my tongue, as if somebody else was using it instead of me.
Makoto and Tsukuauchi got concerned with what they saw and heard.
"That's enough. She needs to rest. She is still psychologically scarred by that event and she needs to relieve the pressure." Aizawa said.
"Sorry for bothering you, Todoroki-san..." They both bowed to my now better feeling self.
"It's allright... I-I just need to go..." I said with a trembling voice, unable to feel my head out of the pain.
And like that, I was allowed to leave.
The U.A student park, the remaining ten minutes of lunchtime:"You're not eating. What happened?" Nii-san asked, guessing what has happened to me at our teacher's office.
"Nothing important... just that the investigation took a bad turn on me." I explained, plastering a tired smile on my face.
He sighed, putting a mouthful of zaru soba from his plate in his chopsticks.
"Eat this one, for my sake." He urged, smiling kindly.
I looked at him mocking sadness: "nii-san, I'm not hungry~"
He smiled evilly.
"Then, I will take your soba for a week, since you're sacrificing this one for nothing~"
I puffed my cheeks in a fake annoyance and ate the soba he offered. Then I laughed, and he smiled at me wholeheartedly. Glad we were outside the cafeteria this time around.
"I love you, nii-san." I said affectionately.
"Me too, imoto."
Hey everyone!
Shinsou is finally introduced, hurray!!!
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