Izuku was never sure how he felt about his reflection. He wasn't anything impressive on the eyes; very average and normal given the time frame he lived in. He had his mother's height, too, though he still beat her by several centimeters all the same. He was hoping to have gained some of his father's, given the titanic 80 foot form should have been genetic too. And his horns had been growing out too; the little bastards were starting to curve back towards his head. How was he gonna comb the knots out of that?

Izuku's body shook as his father's hands clapped down on his shoulder. "Oh your horns are growing out so well," Satan cheered behind him. "The curling is just a phase, give it time. They'll spike right back out like your true form wears them."

"Great," Izuku muttered. "That won't be noticeable at all."

His father's hand assaulted his head, ruffling his hair hysterically while the ruler of Hell laughed boisterously. "Let the world see you. They'll consider you a natural member of society no matter how you look these days."

"No one really grows out a piece of their biology they didn't have a hint at when they were a toddler. Everyone will notice."

"Bugger all." Lucifer's fingers clawed at his son's lips and he pulled them apart to bear the boy's mouth to the mirror. "And your fangs are as sharp as they should be. Spectacular."

"They run in the family," Nagini the snake commented across the room, dancing around the plastic man by the dresser doors.

"They better." The man's eyes sharpened as he leaned forward towards the reflection. "Is that a cavity?"

Izuku stared dead at the mirror for a moment before his tongue licked over his teeth. "Rice."

"Ah, good. So" — his father clapped and waltzed around the room, plopping onto his son's bed — "how's school been? You've been texting your mother about it but she only tells me it's been good."

Izuku shrugged and attempted to fix his hair. "That's cuz it has. Been good. Not much actually happens other than my classmates...being my classmates."

"The blond one still rude?"

"Which one?"

"Short one still a pervert?"

"Least he knows not to shout to the heavens about himself like the blonds."

"That little brunette still coming on to you?"

"Oh fuckin' hell—Dad." Izuku turned on his father with a look of disgust. "She was never doing that. Stop fixating on Uraraka. She's not into me like that."

Satan's face reeled back with a look of doubt. "A girl not being into my son? My own pride is on the line for that. At least tell me there's a girl who is."

Izuku could only sigh heavily as he lumbered to his desk. He loved his parents - he really did - but his father's father, were there really just topics he did not want to humor his parents over. "No, dad, there isn't a girl."

"What about the girl with the vinessssss for hair?" Nagini chimed in, her slithering body hooking around the mannequin in his bedroom.

Izuku turned his wide eyes and face painted with disbelief her way. "You little snake."

"I knew it!" Lucifer was far too excited for Izuku's liking, and his dad throwing himself atop the teen wasn't earning him any points. "So a girl does find you easy on the eyes, as it should be. Not even your mother has mentioned one of them to me. What's she like? The vines for hair is her quirk, I assume, or is it something fashion-wise the surface world made a fad as of late?"

"It's her quirk, and no she's not into me." Izuku pointed an accusing finger at their family snake. "I'm revoking your rat privileges for that."

The python barked at him. He barked back.

"Oh, come now, my boy. You need not hide anything from me." Lucifer's hand stretched out towards the snake, cupping over and petting her head as she met him half way. Traitor, Izuku would remember her by. "If you don't want your mother to embarrass you by finding out and inviting her for dinner, I can keep a secret. Just ask the Crotohecians."

"The what?"

"Exactly."

Izuku bit his tongue back about Ibara. Letting his father know his biggest and only crush was for a girl of faith in the man upstairs neither Hell native had spoken to - with one having been disconnected for centuries of centuries - might not be the best to admit to his father. Maybe he approached his mother first, she'd be able to defend him; but the dinner hassle was also on his list of reasons to withhold information, so this was a hole he had dug himself.

"Okay fine. Yes, there is someone I like. But" - Izuku threw a finger in front of his father's face - "she does not like me back. She has shown no interest in me that way, at all."

His father gave him a look of doubt, tilting his forked goatee with his lips. "Does she talk to you?"

"Yes."

"Then the two of you are destined to get married."

Izuku whined and threw his head into his hands. "Is this my punishment for wanting a normal father?"

"I let that slide before; you were seven, you didn't know any better. I had no idea this would be so amusing." His father shook him in glee that only had Izuku grimace louder.

"Can we please just talk about why you told me to come home?"

"This is why." Stumbling backwards, Satan fell on his son's bed and leaned back on his hands. "You don't call or text me enough, and since I know you're now waiting for information, I thought it a good opportunity to drag you back for the day."

Izuku looked at his father with disbelief and disappointment. "So you have nothing at all about Dabi?" It was the only reason he had left campus so quickly on his one day off from classes. With an army of fallen angels and beasts and souls at his every beckoning call, the King of Hell had quite the resources and reporters to turn to for information and gathering.

"Well, not nothing. Just nothing substantial." His father's curled jagged horns shone dimly among the red haze that sat over Izuku's room. "I sent a Reaper to check his soul. Closest I could get not knowing his pinpoint location."

Right, a Reaper. The eldest of fallen angels were stripped of what 'human' they had left to them and were left skinless husks of men at the command of Lucifer. Izuku's father used them as tools for measuring the lifespans of surface creatures, humans and wild animals. They liked to appear on the surface when the lifespan of a creature was meeting its end - or whenever Lucifer called them for working as scouts - though invisible to the normal human eye. Izuku felt lucky to have only ever known them by name.

Though Izuku couldn't provide his father with the location of the fire-using villain, their family had a massive number of Reapers allowed to scour the surface to rely on. Izuku couldn't risk searching for the man himself and his father's powers would be restricted on the surface far too greatly, so a third party was all they had. Whether or not the Reapers would retain the location of the man when they returned to report was the only thing his father couldn't guarantee.

"And lucky me, there were notable living creatures across Japan itself." From between Satan's horns did a fire burst to life, swirling between his twisted bones before condensing and solidifying into an electronic tablet. "None of them may be this Dabi, but you should probably know who and what aren't human."

Izuku took a look at the screen as his father presented it to him, squinting at the four uneven black bars that dashed across the screen. "What are these?"

"Those are the life spans of four individuals." A sharp nail from his father tapped at the two shortest bars. "These are longer than a normal human's lifespan. I'd think more of it, but one of them may be that deformed fellow you said fought All-Might. He was cheating death, wasn't he?"

That was what All-Might had to say about the monster of a man he fought at Kamino. Izuku had learned about a man who went by the moniker of All For One as the rest of the world did, through All-Might's retelling of their rivalry. Izuku had been cautious to consider the man of more mythical origin than he was being deemed, but the Reapers back then could confirm the man of his human origins.

"The second bar is younger but there's probably a second man living a life like his somewhere in the country. Keep an eye out for that. Same goes for these two." The longer bars of the bunch reached across the screen, one only barely longer than the other. "These two have lived for centuries. I'm still tracing back just how long ago they were born. If one of these lives are Dabi's, it would make sense that he's more aware of the secrets kept from the surface dwellers."

His father's expression turned deadly serious, cooling the flames that illuminated the room to a dim source of light that barely met the faces of father and son. "Be aware there's someone else in the country just like him. Someone either very powerful or very knowledgeable. They may have access to tools that can actually kill you."

Izuku was never fond of his father's bluntness. The king was unwavering in his words, never choosing to beat around the bush when he had something to say. Knew a few good jokes, sure, but they were never meant to hide truths.

"I thought you said it was nothing substantial. My life feels pretty worth the while."

"Your life" - his father's hand dropped heavy on his shoulder - "should be in little danger for the next few months. That fire user sounds to be on a form of house arrest, and I doubt there could be many others hunting you specifically, especially with how cautious you are playing it with your powers.

"Which reminds me, we should make sure you're training for that." His father rose to his feet and drifted out of Izuku's bedroom, catching Nagini to wrap around his shoulders and drape over his chest. "What should have been a normal fire user was pushing you to your limits and made you strain. If you are to face him and the army his lot has amassed, you will need greater firepower than what you have now."

Izuku followed his father into the hall of their kingdom, blinking at the change in lighting as the marble above reflected the flames from the chandeliers. "I was planning to do that regardless. What did you have in mind?"

His father's teeth gleamed over the king's shoulder. "We'll have to start burning through your birthday blessings. I hope you'll be okay if I cut back on your birthday presents this year and gift them a few months early."

Damn, and Izuku really wanted to cash in their total worth for a motorcycle into his second year at U.A.