Suspicion, worry and confusion

Dr.Ujiko, or as he is publicly known: Dr.Shiga Maruta, had a simple task, yet a very important one. He was the one responsible of the growth of Dark Blood. This particular quirk was so intriguing for him that he couldn't resist accepting, even if he had to be the personal doctor of another "nasty" child.

People thought he loved children, but he simply saw them as tools, shells for their own quirks. He acts like he cares about the children, but in fact, what he really cares about are the quirks.

This is why, he chose to be Todoroki Hikoori's physician, to take care of her quirk; something so magical and intriguing. He was obsessed with it, Dark Blood I mean, that he waited for every visit he had to make to her "mansion", just to study it even more. And his favourite visits are the ones aimed for the growth stations of Dark Blood. These are fascinating. He gets to see how it develops into something stronger and much more beautiful that if he did not have control over himself, he would literally drool.

'This will ensure getting me fired.' He thought, knocking on the number two's hero door. He knew very well how bad this "hero's" temper is, so he always made perfectly well rounded actions, to ensure he stays in his spot as their personal doctor, or whatever.

"You're finally here." Endeavour told him dryly, having opened the door. The doctor plastered a fake smile on his face and said: "Mr.Endeavour! Happy to see you after all of this time! How much time has it been, a year or so?"

Endeavour huffed at his tone, as of sensing his faking façade right away. The hero was frustrated; his daughter's quirk was acting up so much lately, and that darn doctor had told him that she is going to be fine and that her quirk will stay fu*king stable.

"Spare the chit-chat." He bit out with barely contained anger, then continued frustration clear in h8s voice: "Hikoori's passive quirk has not been stable lately. You said that she won't have issues with her quirk with the quirk stabilizer you gave her in her childhood, so what happened now?!"

The doctor rolled his eyes at the back of Endeavour. He did explain that she will need another syringe in her teenage years back when she was five years old; wasn't he listening at all?! Of course though, he would never state his mind so openly.

"Ah well, you see, the quirk develops drastically at this age. It's like young age for humans- it's the era of their growth and empowering. Hkwever, since she has poor control over her quirk, she needs another quirk stabilizer dose at this phase, to ensure that she won't have issues or lose control." He explained, his voice faking care.

'As if this will change anything. Hehe... in the end, she is our project, our tool.'

Endeavour tched, not bothering to hide his annoyance.

"You better end this for good, doctor." He ordered.

"Hehehe. Of course, Mr.Endeavour." The doctor answered, a hidden glow of malice deep in his eyes.


"And- done." I sighed in relief, as I put the letter I wrote for mom in it's envelope carefully.

I looked at it, a mixture of sadness and longing erupting in my small heart. My doctor-Dr.Shiga's little "visit" that he paid for me prevented me from visiting my mother with Shoto.

I never liked this doctor. He always made repelling vibes that gave me chills. I felt a certain deep negative feeling towards him that I couldn't exactly place or define. Yet it was still there. And today, him stealing away the only one available time for visiting oka-san did not exactly clear things up.

'He had a creepier expression than usual... even my passive quirk perturbed at his presence.'

I always wondered what he was hiding under that "nice doctor façade" of his.

I remember I voiced my long held within worries once to Fuyumi, when I was younger- around ten years old. I told her that the doctor was a hypocrite, a fake.

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"But how are you so sure he is? I mean, he looks nice to me. He even brought you this strawberry lollipop as a gift too." She told me, her tone slightly wary.

I shifted under the pressure of her question. The thing is, I do not know how I am so sure, I just know I am. I saw some red flags and felt alarmed too many times to count around him, but I never knew why.

"That's what my intuition told me..." I answered her awkwardly, looking at the ground.

"So you want to change your doctor based on a hunch? Hikoori, you know father would never do that, not that it is good anyways. You cannot judge people based on your intuition. You can't just magically 'know them' without even having at least a decent conversation with them." She explained scolding me lightly.

I lowered my head even more in guilt. However, this did not change my mind. I was sure something was off with him, and me not being able yo explain it does not change anything. I only felt guilty because I spoke up my mind. I never expressed myself except to nii-san and oka-san, but I do not know why I did this time. One th8ng I was sure as hell though; I won't share my hunches with someone other than nii-san again.

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I shook my head trying to keep away the negative thoughts and memories.

The doctor's face, when I was five years old, was so scary and creepy. Today was not so different, just that I got older and had better control on myself so that I could keep my straight face as it is.

'I wonder what could this feeling possibly mean...?'

"I'm home." I heard nii-san's voice through the hall. He just came back from mom's clinic.

I fely a surge of positivity seep through my mood, and I immediately got out of my room.

"Nii-san you better tell me all that happened."


The same day, three o'clock:

Ding!

Ding!

"Huh? What's with my phone now?" I asked myself aloud.

'Many text messages...'

I lifted it to my stomach's level, checking who the messenger might be.

Midoriya Izuku: Hello there!

How are you?

'Midoriya-kun...?'

I typed back my answers:

me: Hi Midoriya-kun. I'm fine how about you?The word "typing" showed up immediately, and in a few seconds his answer popped up:

Midoriya Izuku: Oh I'm fine, thanks!Another moment and then:

Midoriya Izuku: Are you busy?I raised a brow as I read his last message.

'What's with this question...?'

Ding!

I looked at the screen again and read on:

Midoriya Izuku: I have to see you... there is something important I want to discuss with you.I stared at the screen for a while, thinking deeply.

'What is this matter that cannot wait until tomorrow in school?'

me: Can't we discuss it over the phone or tomorrow in school? I mean you're injured, it can be difficult for you...

I paused for a moment, taking a breath.

'This concern would mask my suspicion a little bit.

I wonder... why would he want to see me, me of all people...'

A moment of silence.

Midoriya Izuku: A-ah don't worry about me!! I had a healing session with Recovery Girl, so it's okay!

It's just... it's very important. The phone can't do, and waiting until tomorrow wouldn't be good either."

What kind of topic could be that important...?" I asked myself, voicing my thoughts.

Well I guess I have to go meet him to find out.

me: I'm not busy. I can meet you. Do you have a specific place in mind?

Midoriya Izuku: I was thinking about a place close for both of our locations. Speaking of which, where do you live Todoroki-san?

I chuckled at his question. It's ironic because we do go to the same train station stop-the Musutafu one I mean.

me: I live in the far parts of Musutafu, the same city you live in.

Another moment of silence.

Midoriya Izuku: Reaaaally??

"Haha... I think I will change his name now, with this reaction."

me: Yeah.

Surprised broccoli: I did not notice that :O

I laughed at the result I came up with. It just seemed so funny to be texted by a broccoli that I could not resist. I mean, come on he's all green isn't he?!

But conscience did not let me keep it, because if I do I will be hunted by ut for the rest of my life.

me: It's okay, it happens. Anyways, did you think of a place?

Midoriya Izuku: Hmmm... what about The Sakuras Of Peace park? Its both close to your and my location.

Oh, that's pretty close. Great.

me: It's perfect. Bye then, see you there.

Midoriya Izuku: So you can come over now?

I looked a bit surprised at the screen.

me: Isn't this what you wanted?

Midoriya Izuku: Y-yeah right...! see ya then!

me: See ya.

"Fuyumi onee-san, I'm going out!"

After 7 minutes walking:

The scenery of dancing sakura flowers met my gaze. The big statue of All Might at the entrance of the Park stood proudly pointing at the sky, a big happy grin plastered on his bold face.

The sakura leaves descended slowly with the smallest gust of winds, making the statue look even more majestic and warm-an odd but still true combination.

'I wonder if he wants to ask me about that day...'

I took a few steps forward, delving deeper into the park, looking for a sign of Midoriya.

And speaking of him, I had just spotted him standing beside a very large cherry blossom tree. The expression he had on his face was so tense and nervous, that I felt my heart clench. He was discussing something with a stick like looking man with blond messy hair that hid most of his almost invisible face. The man immediately rang bells in my mind.

'So he does want to ask about it... the day I implied the true identity of All Might.'

I acted like if I saw nothing, and walked closer to their position. A few moments and the surprised broccoli sprinted to my position.

"H-hello there T-Todoroki-san!" He waved, smiling nervously, his face already bright red despite the distance.

"Hello Midoriya-kun." I answered simply, a small smile on my face.

He gulped and scratched the back of his neck. I took this as a sign to take the initiative and start the conversation myself.

"So... what is it, Midoriya-kun? Why did you want to see me?" I asked him, my tone trying to keep my tone as smooth as possible.

"Well that was so straightforward of you, ha-ha..." He chuckled awkwardly. Then, his expression turned serious, and the overall aura around him changed. Deep inside his eyes I saw the strength and bravery of a thousand men. "What do you know about All Might?" He asked, his eyes full wariness despite their soft manner.

I smiled, which made Midoriya a little bit more nervous.

"So it was this topic you wanted to discuss." I started, glancing at the hidden form of All Mighg with the corner of my eye.

Midoriya nodded then said: "How... how did you know... about... All Might..."

I closed my eyes for a moment.

'He will think I am ridiculous with th3 answer I am going to give him... but it is the honest truth, so... it's up to him to believe it or not.'

"This may sound crazy to you, but..." I started, taking a deep breath, then continued on: "It was a hunch."

Midoriya stared at me for a moment, speechless.

"Just a... hunch...?" He asked, looking slightly suspicious.

'Of course he would be...'

"Yes. It all started the day we first met, in this town, during the sludge villain incident." I began explaining.

Midoriya's eyes flipped towards interest slightly.

'Great, I got his attention.'

"And how was that?" He asked still on his guard.

"It was with the way he addressed you back then. He seemed to know you. He said that he "chewed you out on something he did not into practice himself", remember?" I explained, and Midoriya nodded, signalling me to go on.

"Then, in U.A, while in the battle training, he did not stop your and Bakugou's match, despite it being so dangerous because of the explosive head going on rampage. Knowing that you and Bakugou are not exactly fund of eachother, I assumed it was an old grudge which All Might seemed to acknowledge. Not just that, he had his eyes on you 90% of the time. It was obvious he was doing it for you." I paused, taking a breath, taking in the stunned face of the green head.

"In the U.S.J, according to nii-san, after All Might ordered you, him, Kirishima and Bakugou to leave things to him, you were the only one to reach out for him when he got attacked by villains. In addition to that, you had occasional meetings with All Might, which is something I was filled in from my twin. All of this indicated you had some kind of relation to All Might." I explained further, surprising Midoriya even more.

"Then, in the sports festival, I had the chance to watch everything from the control room. From there, I saw someone in the teacher's seat, sitting alone, watching over someone with glued eyes. He was so skinny, pale, fragile with blonde messy hair that his most of his face's. The very same person was sitting beside you while recovering, too. His hair, his black sclera and shining blue eyes, his interest and deep care for you and tge fact that he was sitting on the teacher's seats all tied together in my mind somehow, and I figured that that person, Mr.Yagi is actually All Might." I explained, looking him straight in the eyes. "I know it does jot make sense, and that these things may seem so disconnected from eachother, but... everything pieced out in my mind this way. Recovery Girl's, All Might's and your reaction lead me to be even more sure this is the truth. Even now, this meeting of ours is another confirmation." I finished.

Modoriya was amazed.

"A-all of this was a hunch...?" He asked, eyes wide.

I felt myself grow awkward with each passing moment.

"I know it's hard to believe but..." I started but was interrupted by the green head: "No no!! I-it's amazing actually!"

My cheeks heated up at his compliment.

'He is the third person to appreciate my intuition, beside Shoto and... Touya...

However! There is still something else I need to tell him...

not just him, and All Might too...

Should I tell them, or...'

I made up my mind. It will be less suspicious to tell them now than later, about my conclusion concerning Midoriya's quirk.

"There is another thing... but tell All Might to come out of his hiding spot behind that tree first. He should be here to hear it out." I said, regaining my composure.

Midoriya became nervous again.

"What is it, Todoroki-san...? Y-you can tell me..." He said, but I cut him out mid-sentence firmly:

"No. He has to hear it too."

His lips pursed forming a thin line. Soon, All Might was behind him and nudged him softly. Midoriya was startled a bit but eased when he saw his beloved teacher.

"It's okay, Midoriya shonen. I am sure Todoroki shonen has a very important thing to say to ask for this." He said to him, smiling warmly. Midoriya nodded then looked at me, waiting for my words.

"It's about Midoriya's quirk..." I started, earning shook, wide eyed looks from the duo.

"I have to apologize, Midoriya, but I overheard what you said to Bakugou... that you inherited your quirk from someone else... but I swear I did not tell anyone, not even nii-san!" I said, making Midoriya shift awkwardly and uncomfortably in his position. All Might frowned slightly, his stare focusing even more on me.

"That day... I realised why All Might sensei was so interested in you, why he was always around you like that..." I inhaled and exhaled, then continued: "You got your quirk from All Might, didn't you...?"

The expression on Midoriya's face was so mixed up; shock, guilt and fear, while All Might's was more of suspicion and distrust beside the "surprised" one.

I felt myself get more and more uncomfortable. I grew even more nervous than I already was, the pressure of what they are th8nkingbof me right at that moment almost tearing my sanity up.

"I see... I understand if you distrust me but-" I started but got interrupted by All Might transforming into his muscly form.

"It's quiet the opposite! The fact that these informations are circulating the news and social media, and that no villain have not yet tried to steal that power from Midoriya proves that you did not tell anyone about it!" He said brightly, his signature smile shining on his face. "Besides, I will never doubt one of my students, especially one who is aspiring to be a hero." He added, pulling a thumbs up.

'So he believes me...'

I felt so relieved at that thought.

'But there is still one thing...'

"Is it possible to steal Midoriya's quirk, sensei...?" I asked, clearly concerned.

Midoriya's widened and he exclaimed frightened: "W-w-wait is it possible?!!

But that means that all kinds of villains are going to get wild and too many attacks are going to be aimed at U.A which will endanger all it's students, this will make me leave U.A and get on training along buuut that won't be so efficient..." And he kept muttering on and on that the words formed actual dark clouds around him.

'Wow... this is... too much...'

All Might laughed loudly at his reaction, causing Modoriya to get quiet and listen.

"Nonsense!!" He yelled, raising his arms above his face. "Midoriya shonen! Didn't you listten when I explained about One For All to you?!" He continued pointing at him dramatically.

'One For All...'

The name of Midoriya's quirk resonated with me strangely, making me feel warm and comfortable.

Midoriya, on the other hand, got awkwardly nervous and lost his ability to talk, and instead made incoherent voices.

"I told you, it cannot be transported, unless you wanted that yourself!" He said enthusiastically.

The green head was relieved knowing that information.

"That's... very convenient...!" He said, a wavery smile plastered on his face.

'Should I tell them... about what I saw, in Midoriya...?'

I thought, watching the two talk happily, as All Might turned back to his skinny form comically spouting blood.

'Maybe that can wait for later...'

I told myself, saying goodbye to the two. They thanked me for coming by, and were happy to have more meetings in the future.

Although, I wish I did tell them about my visions sooner than later.


Next day, U.A high:

"If one more person tries to stop me to talk about the festival, I am going to freeze them." nii-san complained, as we both became face to face with the huge U.A gates.

I chuckled awkwardly, remembering the at least one thousand people that Shoto and I overheard discussing about him, that is if they did not actually approach my twin and talk to him about the sports festival.

"Well you're famous now that you placed second in the festival. This is good for your future image, thinking on the bright side!" I beamed, causing nii-san to smile through his anger.

"Yeah.. but this attention is still annoying at some point... people can get desperate..." He said, his mind most likely trailing off to the group of fangirls that swarmed around him like crazy.

'He's right about that...'

The dark cloudy sky roared above our heads, indicating the close up of a storm. We hurried our steps as much as possible to avoid being stained by rain from top to toe. We soon reached our destination. However, this time it was empty; there was no sign of Iida, which is unlike him.

'This is weird... he is usually the first one here, or at least just after Yaoyaruzu...'

Thinking back about the reports we had watched yesterday, we assumed it was something related to his brother, Ingenium or Iida Tensei, and how the "Hero Killer" have now... prevented him from using his quirk ever again...

Prevented him from being a hero ever again.

"It's not fair." I said, clutching my fists.

Nii-san nodded in acknowledgment and said distantly: "I heard about his ideology, that he wants to cleanse the society from "fake heroes"."

I pressed even harder on my fists in frustration.

"And he's the one who decides if they are fake or not. Heh, just like using a biased referee for a match." I commented sarcastically.

"You're right... but despite that, you still believe that he is partially right in what he is doing, am I not right?" my twin commented.

'He is right...

I do believe that his point of view is righteous, but still...'

"Even if his ideals were right at some point, the way he does things is definitely wrong. Fake should be purified, not killed or prevented from their rights." I explained, anger seeping from my mouth like leaks of venom.

Shoto did not add a word as he took his seat, to which I did the same.

Just as we sat, Yaoyarouzu entered the class. She greeted us with a sweet good morning as she classily walked up to her seat beside nii-san. She searched her bag for a moment, and then took out a cute pink box wrapped with beautiful elegant black present wrappings. She walked to my desk and presented it to me, smiling kindly to me. Then she said: "Congratulations on your recovery, Todoroki-san."

I blushed, stretching my hand to grab her cute present.

"Thank you Yaoyarouzu san." I told her.

"You're welcome! I love to see my friend recover and thought it was a happy and appropriate moment to celebrate." She explained, still smiling. And I did not miss the occasional glances at Shoto now and then.

I chuckled lightly as she got back to her seat.

Soon after that, the class started to fill with students, and there was still no sign of Iida.

'This is becoming worrisome...''

All of our classmates were talking about their new, weird experience of mini fame and attention, without paying much mind to the fact that our super serious class president was late to his usual schedule.

'Are they blind or something...?'

It went on like that; even that Jirou gave me her present too, saying it is a special thing from a very interesting place meant just for me.

' Wow...'

And just five minutes before the bell rang-

"EVERYONE! IN YOUR SEATS!! THE CLASS IS ABOUT TO BEGIN!!!" Iida yelled the exact moment he entered the classroom, startling everyone.

"The hell is wrong with you four eyes?! We are all in our seats! Just kove your lazy ass to sit in your desk and wait for our teacher dammit!! Screaming in the damn morning like that..." Bakugou complained way too loudly, as usual expressing his explosive attitude.

Iida moved reluctantly to his desk, followed by Midoriya. He was observing (at a first glance) perfectly fine Iida.

'But he's not fine... it's clear deep in his eyes...'

But I wasn't planning on approaching him, yet.

Soon the bell rang, and the moment it did, Aizawa sensei was at our classroom's door for homeroom session.

"Good morning class." He greeted us, lightly scratching his arm.

"Good to see your bandages off, sensei. Kiro." Commented Asui.

"Recovery Girl went overboard with her healing this time around..." He said, his mind probably wondering off to the tough time he had healing at the hands of U.A's infamous doctor.

'I can imagine how hard that was...'

"Anyways, to the important matters now. We have a special Hero Informatics class today." Sensei continued, takin an excitement boiling pause. Every student in class had their gazes zeroed at him, waiting for the word to come out from his mouth to bless or curse us. "You are going to chose your hero names." He announced.

I tensed up at his statement.

'Our hero names...!'

And this is also how the whole class went on a rampage.

Sensei's eyes turned red and his scarf floated around his neck as he ordered us to quiet down.

"There is still an important thing to do before that so listen." He scolded coldly.

He then explained about our hero agency picking drafts, and how important they are. This took me back to what he told me after the sports festival.

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"You will most likely get some offers to join other heroes agencies because of your name, but these won't be of top ranked heroes; of course counting out your father." Sensei explained, looking at me seriously.

"But I still can't control my passive quirk properly... it's dangerous for me to intern with another hero- you won't be around to stop me sensei and-" I started to complain, but then it clicked.

"The principle and I have already discussed this with your father; you will intern with me, even if he is so against the idea." He said voicing my conclusion.

I nodded in understanding, however kept thinking about what oto-san might do to get what he wants.

"The only thing he can do is to persuade you to join his agency by sending you an offer; this is how much heroes are allowed to do to students anyways according to the policy of our school. After all, it has to be your choice, the result of your own planning, and not anyone else's." He told me, voicing my thoughts.

I sighed in relief.

'At least he won't argue much when I go back home...'

"But there is still one more thing." Sensei got my attention again.

"You won't be the only one." He said in a finality tone.

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"What future do you see for yourself? The name you choose will bring you ever close to creating your image, because names are capable of reflecting one's true character." Sensei gave a speech, looking at each and everyone of us. "Like All Might." He finished, landing his gaze on me.

'To reflect one's character...

But am I even ready to do this...?

to chose something that reflects me...? Even though I am still not sure who I really am...?'


Hello everyone!

Gotta be sorry for the late update, despite me saying that I will try to make it on schedule...

But life is mean, huh...

Anyways! Hope you enjoyed this chapter!

Honestly it took a tad of work from me because I had to reflect on so many things, to know how to exactly lead Hikoori and her relationships towards their perfect development.

Hope everyone enjoyed!Please tell me about your opinion-what do you think of the fanfic- in the review section!Two questions until next time: What do you think Hikoori's hero name?And who is going to intern with her?Thanks for reading!

Regards.

Author-chan.