A.N. I wrote the Omake before I finished the main chapter and it may end up being longer than the actual chapter, Oops.
The weeks went quick for the Midoriya family and Izuku was beginning to shape up again due to his mother's intense training and his side project with the bathtub was paying dividends already as it was the only reason he could operate like a normal human after the intense weekend workouts he and his mom go through. He was contemplating magecraft again on his walk home and was deciding if he should practice reinforcement or runes today, on one hand, super strength on the other fireball, his admiration to All Might won this time leaving Endeavor once again on the sidelines. He arrived home to find a second pair of shoes next to his mother's and his eyes widened when he realized who was home.
"DAD! Your Home!" He said running into the living room to find his father drinking a cup of hot coffee, who then smiled at the sight of him. Hisashi Midoriya stood at a respectable 180 cm (5'll) tall and had a rather athletic build for an office worker. His hair was a fluffy black mess similar to his sons and his eyes were pitch black coals that radiated warmth.
"Hey Izu, how ya doing," he was then startled by the tackle hug he received from his son. "Oof," he grunted at the impact and then returned the hug after setting his mug on the counter, "When did you get so big Izu, I remember when you were so tiny."
"I'm a big boy now dad," Izuku said as he puffed up his cheeks.
"Yes, yes you're a big boy now," Hisashi said struggling not to laugh at his adorable son.
Hisashi squeezed his son enjoying the embrace for a moment longer and then sets him down. "So, what have you been up to Izu, because if it's what your mom is telling me it's interesting."
Izuku froze up for a second and was then saved by his mom walking into the living room. "Hisashi I told you to wait for me before we talk about his 'Quirk'."
Hisashi rubbed the back of his head awkwardly, "Alright then," he said in a placating manner.
The family then sat in the living room with Izuku and Inko on one side, Hisashi on the other and so Izuku began to explain about how he didn't really have a quirk, but he was capable of magecraft and surprisingly his dad took it well. Inko looked at her husband with a raised eyebrow and asked, "You're taking this rather well."
Hisashi leveled Inko with a dry stare, "Inko, dear I've known you for a long time, so I trust you on stuff like this and if Izuku says magic is real then ill believe him."
Inko was rather touched by her husband's belief in her and radiated a blinding smile that matched her sons.
"So got some neat tricks Izu."
In reply, Izuku pulled out a piece of paper and his pen whose ink he mixed with a little of his blood so he can channel his magical energy better and drew a single rune on the page, ᛊ and then spoke "Sowlio." The page caught fire in a rather dramatic manner and was quickly put out by his father, he probably should have gone with Kenaz instead that rune is not as strong as Sowlio for fire-making purposes. Izuku rubbed the back of his head in embarrassment trying his hardest to ignore his mom's dry stare.
"Izuku what did I say about making a fire in the house."
"To be careful," he mumbled out.
"Not bad Izu, at least it's better than my attempts to show off when I was younger," His dad joked.
His mom smirked, "Oh, yeah I remember you nearly torched my parent's house showing off a trick to my father."
"Hehehehe, it wasn't really that bad just a couple of tatami mats…so anything else Izuku," his dad said bringing the conversation back to him.
Izuku then showcased his non-fire based magecraft by reinforcing and altering various little knickknacks.
After Izuku's small demonstration the family decided to eat dinner and afterward the two adults decided to go out for the night.
"All right Izu me and your mom are going out for a bit to catch up so don't burn the apartment down while we're gone."
"Okay have a good night," Izuku said waving off his parents as he retreated to his room to practice his craft for the night.
Inko locks the door on the way and then proceeds to pin her husband to the wall and whispers, "I am going to destroy you tonight."
Hisashi follows after his wife with a stupid grin.
15 minutes later the couple is left standing in the clearing where Inko trains with Izuku.
"You know, when you said you were going to destroy me this isn't what I had in mind, but I should have figured," Hisashi said as he began stretching preparing to spar with his wife.
"Hmm, if you give me a good fight, I might destroy you in the other sense too," Inko replied after tossing her jacket off to the side.
"You know how I was talking about that new Quick Gym that opened up near my apartment in New York."
"Yes."
"Well, I happened to run into an interesting gym buddy that likes to spar, and man he's been pushing my limits."
"Ohhh, tell me more," She said eyes sparkling.
Hisashi draws his tanto from the sheath he keeps hidden on his lower back, "Well his name is Klaus, and the guys huge but apparently he's the baby of the family." He gives his tanto a few practice swings, "And he prefers hand to hand but his quirk is no joke when he uses it."
"Oh, what is it," She says as she puts on her ammo belt.
"It's blood manipulation and he has some great control over it, but apart from that the guys really strong and hits like a truck."
"So, what does he do, is he a hero."
"He is kinda, I think he's one of those international types and he's in New York investigating something."
"Is he nice?" She pulls out three heavy shots and prepares to launch them.
"Oh yeah, the mans a puppy at times." His eyes light up and he exhales a fiery breath.
With a battle cry, Inko launches her heavy shots to which Hisashi dodges, the impacts cratering the earth and shattering a nearby tree.
Hisashi lets out a roar and a gout of flames follows to which Inko jumps out of the blast zone.
Hisashi is quick to close the distance in her distraction and swipes with his blade but Inko recovers and using the superior reach of Tora lands a blow on his arm causing him to miss the swing leaving him open for a vicious blow to the chest… if she didn't hear the telltale click of Hisashi igniting his flames and leaps away from the ensuing flash of fire.
"You've gotten better at controlling that gas of yours haven't you," she says wiping away some sweat.
"Guilty as charged, I ended up asking my mom about it so I could surprise Klaus with it, only problem is I can't ignite anything while I set it up."
Hisashi Midoriya
Quirk: Fire breath – He can breathe out and control a special highly combustible gas that only he can ignite either at will or with a click of his teeth if he's feeling dramatic. He's fireproof inside and out.
"Care to demonstrate."
"Sure." He breathes out an almost clear gas that he wills to move and with a click of his teeth, it ignites into the shape of a heart.
"Oh, Hisashi that's sweet but ready or not here I come." She then leaps towards him ready to smack him into next week.
They continue their bout for the next half an hour, the small cuts and bruises begin to accumulate and so Inko decides to end it.
Inko lunges at Hisashi using her quirk to pull his blade away from him and then tackles him to the ground and then proceeds to kiss him.
"I think you've earned it," she whispers in his ear.
His stupid grin returns.
Back at the Midoriya's apartment Izuku having decided he was done for the night washes up and heads to bed. He drifts into a deep sleep and begins having an odd dream. Izuku looks around to see an infinite number of swords stabbed into a grassy plain, he turns and sees a man standing upon the lone hill in this world of blades and can't help but feel the man is familiar.
The man turns to him and says, "I think it's about time we had a talk Izuku Midoriya, you may call me Archer."
OMAKE: EraserHead's Christmas Eve patrol
In Aizawa's opinion he wanted to be at home right now bundled up in his pajamas and drink a steaming hot cup of coco, but crime never rests is what he would say but apparently, all the criminals decided to take Christmas eve off. So here he was left looking over various tips and complaints on one of the lesser-known Hero forums, it was handy as a lot of underground heroes frequented it and a handful of detectives in various cities posted neatly compiled reports on various happenings in their respective towns. He was scrolling through the list of complaints when one caught his eye due to the small moon emoji placed next to it, which usually signified it might be a moonlighting request or something dealing with supernatural elements. He let out a sigh and stuck a juice pack in his mouth and slurped up the contents while he read the small report.
It was nothing serious just noise complaints every weekend for the past month… in a rather secluded location, he noted. While it wouldn't normally be an issue worth tagging for moonlighting being cautious was good when potentially dealing with the supernatural as it could be as simple as a couple of teens making a racket or a brazen amateur magus performing a ritual in the middle of town. He had one or two of those before and they fell flat under his quirk like any other criminal. He finished his juice pack and checked the address and leaped to the next nearest rooftop in the direction of his destination.
After 30 minutes of traversing through town and one mugging stopped later he arrived at his destination. He took a moment to observe his surroundings, two pairs of relatively fresh footprints in the light snow, one male and one female, size suggests adults or late teens, fencing was new and undamaged, the lock is secure and shows no sign of tampering. He narrowed his eyes and pulled on his quirk eyes flashing red… no bounded field as far as he can tell, he let out a sigh of relief and went to check off the request as a dud. He was preparing to leave when he heard a women's yell followed by the sound of heavy impacts and splinted wood and turned to look at the property again, a moment later he heard the roar of a male voice and a flash of light in the distance. Aizawa sighed but steeled himself as he prepared to investigate, he flicked his capture weapon at a nearby tree and promptly swung himself up to a large branch and leaped over the fence into the small forest of trees.
After a minute of silently leaping through the trees, he arrived at the edge of the clearing where he saw a pair of people fighting. He nestled himself in the nook of a tree with the best coverage and enough leaves left to hide his presence. He watched as the two fought and was oddly entranced by it, the women moved with the grace and ferocity of a tiger using her quirk(telekinesis?) in conjunction with her sword to control both the long and short ranges, while the man moved with a serpent-like fluidity and dominated the mid-range with his fire breathing quirk and his knife. It took him a moment to realize he had been watching them for a bit too long and was prepared to put a stop to it when the women lunged at the man disarming him and pinning him to the ground and proceeded to…kiss him.
Aizawa's eye twitched and he let out a sigh of frustration and relief, frustration because he spent the past half an hour watching some very violent foreplay and relief that it was just a couple with weird tastes and not two people out to kill each other. He made his way to leave as he didn't want to play voyeur anymore and nearly cursed when the branch supporting him cracked. He went very still as he felt a rush of wind and then a flash of fire utterly demolish the tree next to him, he didn't breathe, he didn't move until the couple continued their ministrations long enough for them to be completely distracted.
Ten minutes had passed, and he was thankfully far away enough from the rather dangerous couple to let himself relax 'God I need a drink,' and that's when he felt the buzz of his phone vibration in his pocket.
Mic
He sighed and answered the call and grumbled, "Hizashi what do you want."
"Hey Shouta, what's got your panties in a twist you sound worse than usual."
"Nothing just had a weird patrol."
"Ohhh, that sounds like a story, maybe something to talk about over a drink with friends hmmm, how about that."
Aizawa contemplated this and decided it wouldn't hurt as he had the day off tomorrow anyway, "Sure." He then reveled in Hizashi's silence and preemptively placed his phone away from his head.
"EHHHHHHHH!, Really just like that, it's a Christmas miracle Nemuri." Aizawa then heard a short scuffle and a women's voice replied, "Heyyy, Shouta we are at the usual place so hurry up." The call went dead after that.
He looked down at his current attire and was once again glad he picked the rational choice of having a sensible hero outfit. He put his phone away and began walking to the usual bar.
A short while later he arrived at the bar and made way to his two longtime friends who then greeted him with slightly flushed smiles and tipsy laughter. He takes note of the empty mugs off the side and concludes they've been at this for a while. He grabs a seat and orders some beer and yakitori skewers from the waitress and turns to his friends to make small talk. Halfway through his skewers, Nemuri drawls out, "Neee, Shouta *Hic* Hizashi said you had a storyyy."
He looks at her and shoves a glass of water into her hands and says, "First sober up I don't want you calling me tomorrow because you forgot because you were too drunk."
She pouts but complies and like a true pro she sobers up quickly, "Alright lay it on us Shouta,"
He lets out a drawn-out sigh and begins to tell them about his jaunt of voyeurism omitting the moonlighting request as he's pretty sure they don't know about the supernatural and doesn't want to drag them into knowing about it.
By the end of his tale, the two of them are laughing their heads off.
"HAHAHAHAHAHA, I can't believe you sat there and watched them like that!" Que Hizashi annoying all the other patrons.
"Oh, such Burning Passionate Love!" and Que Nemuri gushing about the couple that nearly turned him to ashes, these two are professional heroes the defenders of society but at times they are idiots, but they are his idiots.
He takes a swig of his drink and then nearly chokes on it at the sight of two people who just entered the bar. His friends noticing his predicament follow his gaze to the entrance of the bar and spot a couple heading to the bar hand in hand. The man and a woman appear beat up with their clothes disheveled and various dirt, tears, and burns staining the fabrics of the couple. The two turn to their choking friend and Nemuri whispers, "Is that the couple from earlier," Aizawa nods after recovering from his fit.
The three pros subtly watch the couple for a while, well as subtle as Nemuri's gushing about how cute they are, "Now that's true love right there, do you see the way they look at each other *sniffle* His warm smile as he drinks in her everything, why can't I find a guy like that." And now she's crying, it appears while he wasn't looking, she polished off two more mugs of beer and Nemuri was always an emotional drunk. He gives a look to Hizashi who nods in agreement and then the two of them each take an arm and drag their female friend out of the bar after paying their bill. They stand in the snow for a moment and thankfully Hizashi uses his quiet voice, "Hey do you mind if we crash at your place Nemuri isn't in any condition to get to her place and I don't feel like walking across town."
"Sure, she can take the bed I got my sleeping bag so couches free for you."
Hizashi grins at him and they trudge their way to his apartment.
He fishes around his pocket for his key and opens the door and the trio shambles into Aizawa's apartment. Nemuri having recovered on the journey lets out a yawn and collapses on Aizawa's bed and knocks out immediately. Hizashi kicks off his boots and meanders his way to the couch and pulls out Aizawa's favorite fluffy blanket and makes himself comfortable. Meanwhile, the owner of the apartment tends to his cat as he pulls out his sleeping bag. After getting his dose of cat pats he snuggles himself in his sleeping bag and looks out the window watch the snow gently drift down into the brightly colored street and thinks, 'Not the worst Christmas I've had,' he looks towards his passed-out friends and smirks, 'Another year with these idiots couldn't ask for a better gift.'
Aizawa falls into a peaceful sleep, and not one moment later *SNORE* he and Nemuri crack open an eye and glare in Hizashi's general direction who turns in his sleep silencing his snores and now the trio of friends fall into a deep uninterrupted sleep.