THIRD WEEK IN U.S.A.

Los Angeles was surprising in contrast to New York, light green eyes roamed around observing the people dressed with almost nothing and blushing out of shock.

It's been a two weeks since they arrived, she found out that New York was more of a place to shop than anything to do with her interests.

Her parents looked relaxed though— as if they were used to a place like this, her dad was now wearing a fedora and her mom was wearing a scarf around her face— her eyes are covered by some huge designer sunglasses.

Sakura was simply wearing sun dress, free flowing— blue moroccan prints with two straps on each side holding it up.

She was at the backseat of their rented convertible car, when they pulled up to a restaurant near a beach called 'Waves'.

'Very… creative.', she stares at the signage outside, but when she looked closely the interior was relaxed yet fancy enough. The whole building looked like a Spanish beach house, roof tiles are red orange brick, the windows arched and so did the doorways. From the entrance you walk on an open area, tiles were faded red and there was a bar and some tastefully made tables around.

The covers though—

As she walked pass the entrance, instead of the sun blaring down on you, what was on top was a huge line of beige cloth being held on it's sides, but instead of the the cloth looking like an enormous hammock, they were standing up vertically side by side.

Curious and weirded out she continued staring at the contraption as she was being lead by her hand to go inside when—

The wind picked up, and saw that the lines of cloths move with it they looked so enchanting as each danced through the air.

'They look like', her eyes sparkled, 'waves!' Almost every guest stopped what they're doing and stared up, entranced—So did both of her parents.

When the wind stopped they then continued the walk inside, the interior was home-y and it made her feel relaxed and belonged.

2ND WEEK IN MUSUTAFU (Still surviving)

"Kacchaaaan," a whine came from Izuku failing to catch his friend.

The blondie huffed.

They walked out the movie they already bought tickets for , because Katsuki 'didn't feel like it'.

Last week started out fine, after the day out with Sakura each boys were in their own worlds. They don't have to meet everyday after all.

But after a few days, the Bakugo's asked for a playdate and tried calling the other two. Inko answered but the Mitsuki's rang once but gets cut off.

Both parties of the adults decided to just let the two kids play.

In which both kids investigate what happened to the Mitsuki's.

"Do you think a villain got them?!", The green haired boy got scared but was comforted by Kacchan easily.

"I don't think so..", red eyes looked at anything disarray, "What's weird is that they didn't leave any note—"

"Especially Saku-chan."

".. Yeah especially her." Bakugo quietly agreed.

They wanted to cross the entrance, but they might probably break some laws each step they take.

Both sometimes lack common sense, but smart enough to not do that. Common sense does come from experience.

"Let's go." Steps were resounding the pavement as Bakugo walked away. Izuku followed him.

"Eh? Kaccha—",

"She'll come back.", his voice unwavering confidence shone through, and he looked behind Izuku and grinned.

Coming back to reality, it was now the other boy trying to make his friend calm down— he knew the reason why Kacchan walked out of the movie as soon as it started.

Because it didn't feel right when Sakura isn't with them, especially not between them.

Taking a deep breath because it's going to be a tiring day, he jogged to where blondie is.

The Sakura trees were still full bloom, he went out to buy books.

He chose a different path going back to his house, it's near the park where the fallen petals are being gathered by the workers using rakes. He stopped for a second to admire the view, and held out his palm for nothing.

When a lone petal fell on his non-expecting palm, a scene flashback on a memory he barely remembers.

The pink haired girl was holding on a handkerchief, she wiped the peanut butter on her nose but not the one near her cheek bones.

Out of instinct maybe— his hand gravitated to the tainted cheek.

When his thumb removed it, her green eyes locked on his' wide and bright.

He was taken aback, his lips parted a little.

"Thaan—", her voice got cut off by the bell.

"Mhhm," Shinsou Hitoshi is a boy with very few words. He walked away from the scene and pocketed the lone petal.

After all his quirk makes people scared to talk to him.

THIRD WEEK IN MUSATAFU (Barely surviving)

They were at a park, the supposed duo of boys became quadruple— two new boys joined them.

Bakugo recently has taken unto himself to improve his quirk, and now can make bigger explosions.

"Wow Bakugo! You're amazing—"

"Indeed, your quirk is so powerful!"

"Of course—!", agreed the blonde haughtily but Izuku's voice cut him off

"I know you can't wait to show Saku-chan that one!", his voice is in a mix of awe and excitement.

His head was abruptly filled with Sakura telling him to stay humble as he looked at Deku.

"Tsuki—", he sneered at the name but didn't stop her from using it, "I told you to say thank you, I agree you have a strong quirk but—", Bakugo started walking away from her with a pout he didn't want to be scolded today.

She gathered her items in her bag and shouted, "He—hey! Wait for me you dumbass!", he didn't wait for her but he did walk slower.

Red eyes looked at the two kids with them, "Thanks", he smirked.

The sun was setting, "Izuku and I will be on our way! Come on Izuku!", he ran from the park and Izuku followed right behind before waving good bye to their new friends.

Nearing the Bakugo's just a few steps away, the blondie was in deep thought.

He snapped his head to where Midoriya was standing which was beside him and asked, "Do you know what's your quirk?"

Izuku stopped walking, and so did Katsuki.

The other boy licked his lips, and looked down, "I'm going to a quirk doctor this week..".

"Oh," Bakugo was surprised but gestured for Izuku to follow and keep walking, "Well you better tell me—", he corrected, "update me after okay?"

They now arrived in front of the Bakugo residences when Kacchan held a fist out for Izuku to bump.

"Yeah!", tiny fists met in the air— Izuku then walked towards his house.

BACK TO U.S.A.

'It can't be', her eyes observed the man who walked in the intimate room that the restaurant gave them.

He was huge in real life! She didn't expect this at all, even both of her parents couldn't help but gape in awe.

"Watashi ga kita!", he made a signature smile in which Sakura laughed, 'ahh Izu and Tsuki should be here', she thought.

"Toshinori Yagi here, I am pleased to meet you."

"Same here Toshinori-san." It was her father who spoke, and gestured for All Might to sit down directly in front of her.

Her eyes sparkled, as the adults talked— Toshinori-san was ordering for himself after that one his bright blue eyes found her green ones. (his sclera's white)

"So Young Mitsuki!", she gulped, "How do you find America so far?", he smiled down kindly.

She began with the Sweets Museum in New York— all three adults held on to her every word.

THE LAST DAY OF THE 3RD WEEK IN MUSUTAFU.

"Today is the day that I can redeem myself!", the quirk doctor determinedly said.

He barely saved himself from the court case by the AA Corp., about the Mitsuki's child he decreed quirkless but showed the opposite— she has more quirks than anyone could imagine.

'Her toe had two joints for crying out loud!', Doctors had guidelines!

"She was a medical miracle!" , he says to no one inside the empty office room.

The other doctors took pity on him and gave support, they were the ones who saved him from the depths of hell.

'Just go through this first check up in a long time and everything will be back the way it was.', he nods and prepares himself for the day when a knock reverberated from the door.

"Come in!", the doctor says.

"Ah Midoriya-san!", he welcomes the two pairs whole heartedly, his eyes glanced down and saw a nervous looking kid.

'Why is he nervous?'

THE LAST DAY OF 3RD WEEK IN U.S.A.

Sakura was hanging out with All Might.

'The All Might!', she could barely believe it.

'I thought he was busy tho?'

He laughed.

"I said that out loud didn't I?", she grinned up a little bit ashamed.

His blue eyes preened down on her, "I like you Mitsuki-shoujo.", she made a face, "NO— NOT LIKE THAT." He corrected immediately, she relaxed but made one last suspicious face to make sure.

"I saw the video with the golden gundam," he says

"Of course you did." She eye rolled, Sakura was relaxed around him enough to show her sarcastic side.

Her parents left her Alone with All Might, they sat down on a cafe. She ordered banana split ice cream, and his' was coffee. It was her and Toshinori's idea to let her parents have a day out today.

All Might gave hearty smile but— he shifted and turned serious, a tad curious too perhaps.

"Do you want to be a hero?", he asked blue eyes observing the little kid.

She breathed in, "I don't want to be—", his face was appalled.

Sakura held up her pointer finger that was holding the spoon, "BUUT, I want to be one to help the people—" she stabbed her spoon on the ice cream.

(cue inspiring background song from MHA)

"to protect my dearest and closest to me—" her green eyes shone determinedly, "and especially when the world needs one."

"I know my gifts.. and it's rare.", She looked down on her lap as she placed down her hands on each leg.

"I am not one to not help a stray injured cat if I can—", she gripped the fabric of her dress, her green eyes suddenly glistened as she thought, 'that's Izuku's job', his kind heart would bleed forever just to make sure you stay alive. But little Sakura still had her values, if she didn't have her quirks maybe she wouldn't—

But the story was different.

She has quirks, so she looked back up to All Might's curious eyes with a newly formed resolved that made the hairs on the back of his neck stand up— her green eyes unwavering she asked.

"What would that make me?"

Toshinori in that moment knew he made the right choice.

1ST DAY OF THE 4TH WEEK IN MUSUTAFU CITY (night time)

The Todoroki siblings were at their tea room, the sliding doors open to welcome the gentle breeze wafting through. Green tea still piping hot, as Shoto's two older siblings argue over something.

The only noise that he made was his thumb hitting the screen of his phone. It stopped suddenly, and a loud clack resounded around the room as his phone slipped from his palm unto the wooden table.

"She's in America", he says as his eyes widened.

Curious as to why their brother's demeanor suddenly changed, they leaned in checked out the screen of his phone.

It was an article of the pink haired gundam fighter (yes they just called her that), and—

"IS THAT ALL MIGHT?!" Natsuo couldn't help but shout, his older sister had to cover his mouth but she also was amazed.

Fuyumi grabbed the fallen phone, but the article simply stated, 'All Might and Gundam Girl Collaboration in America?!'

"Awee brother~", she cooed to the only still Todoroki in the room.

"Mhogka—", Natsuo tried removing his older sisters' hand— she removed it and said a quick sorry.

Shoto stared at the empty space.

"My handkerchief." He whispered, as his two older siblings laughed at him.

Their laugh carried through the hallways, that they didn't hear their father arriving at the entrance and stomping his way through.

The paper thin doors opened, it made a sound when it met the wall. The children's laugh ceased and looked at their angry looking father.

"Shoto, practice now." Endeavour walked away from his scene, not even acknowledging his two other children.

The boy stood up, mentally preparing for the incoming onslaught. His two siblings staring at him with pity, before he left the room he gave them a small smile and gently closed the sliding door.

Red eyes were staring intently on the television.

A picture of All Might with Sakura was on the screen, a person on the news was talking about the surprising turn of events but it didn't give any further details regarding the situation.

"Ah! Isn't that Sakura?" Masaru says as he scooped up his mug containing the cooled down green tea and slurps.

"Ah?", he turned to look at his father sitting beside him on the couch, "Ah yeah.", he nods and stares back at the screen it was now weather guy talking.

He tuned out as he walked back up stairs, entering his room he sat down on his side of the couch.

'That's very lucky of her', he says a little jealous that she was able to meet All Might.

"She's not even a fan!", a pout erupted from him— but he knew better maybe it was an accident.

He remembers Izuku, it seems like the Midoriyas' were busy this week. 'He hasn't updated me what quirk he got!'.

Katsuki looked at the empty seats beside him, feeling the change once more— this always happens. When he first sat down in kindergarten he assumed he would take a leader role and be like All Might, but that didn't happen—

He was always thought and expected how things should go, he dreams of these things hoping for a lot.

His eyelids started becoming heavy with all thinking going on, 'I hope Izuku calls back soon.' That was his last thought before he adjusted his position and lied down on the remaining space on the couch.

With a heavy heart that night, he dreamt of the times together.

MIDDLE OF THE 4TH WEEK

The hotel that the Mitsuki's picked was a luxurious one to say the least, it had two bedrooms and a living room that had an amazing view over looking the beach. There was also a fully equipped kitchen, and a 24/7 on call butler.

Sakura was already fixing the signed pictures of All Might to give to her friends.

'This one's for Izuku,' she had her tongue stuck out in deep thought, and gently placed the picture down on its own stack. The picture was her and All Might flexing their biceps, with a smile.

'This one is fooooor,' she stares intently at the picture of her picking her nose as All Might was laughing behind her, 'I think Katsuki will like this.', and placed it down on the pile.

She smiled at her handy work and began placing it on different envelops.

'Who needs souvenirs when you have this!', she cries out internally genuinely happy, 'I didn't even waste a single cent!'. Expertly sealing the envelop without crumples, and placed it inside her bag.

"Sakura?" Her father peaked at the open door, "Are you doing something?"

Standing up she said, "Just finished, why?"

"Ah, come outside the living room was have to talk about something.", and turned away expecting her to follow.

A little bit miffed and curious she walked out the living room and saw her parents with All Might.

Toshinori Yagi was looking forward to this day, he was the one who talked and presented to young Mitsuki's mom.

"What's going on?", she asked and her parents settled down on the long couch signaling for her to sit in between them.

Sakura sat down the same time as All Might his was an armchair, he was wearing a suit tailored exactly for his built. His coat was hung near the entrance door, the white long sleeved shirt and deep blue pants suit made him look like a business man.

"Ah! Young Mitsuki, good morning!" He smiles down, clearly excited for today.

She smiled reflexively as his' was contagious, his charisma alone made people feel safe.

It was her mother who started talking, "We— meaning your dad and I talked about this," this was confirmed by a nod from her father.

"Talked about what?", she asked.

"Talked about the opportunities you could have, sweetheart.", he smiles down at her and pats her head.

She made some kind of noise, to show that she was listening.

Her mother continued, "The reason why we as a whole family," she breathed in, "decided to come here to U.S.A., was because of—", her hand gestured to All Might, "Toshinori-san."

All Might preened, "Yes that is right," he cleared his throat the collar was somewhat constricting, "I asked them—"

"—OKaaaay", she was confused, 'why would he ask—', her thought got cut off.

"Because I would like to give you the opportunity of a once in a lifetime young Mitsuki.", he took out a leather folder and placed it on the table. His eyes then determinedly zeroed on hers.

"You will be trained under me, and be my sidekick."

Sakura's heart skipped in a second, her head swiveled to her mom— she was smiling sweetly it made her feel uncomfortable, and when she looked at her dad, he had a small smile and was looking at the folder seemingly not fully convinced.

She was alone and her next response was, "what?", in a whisper.

In Toshinori's eyes, she looked for an answer from her parents as she said this, 'That is to be expected'. It was out of the blue considering that both adult Mitsuki's decided to tell her the last week of their stay.

"I'll be the one to sponsor you, you have amazed me enough—", he aided her to make her feel adequate and safe, "your heart, your charisma, and your gentle soul young Mitsuki is what the future generation of heroes should look up to!"

"You have my full support, no questions asked." He finished his speech.

Sakura had her mouth open, "I'll be left here?", she asked as her eyes once more glanced at her parents.

It was her father who answered, "Yes Sakura—"

"You both will go back to Japan?" She prodded.

"Yes, sweetheart." And gave her a smile, "but don't worry All Might's agency will take care of you—"

"I— uh—", the little girl tried to answer but another voice filtered through.

"Sakura, honey." It was her mother who started talking now, and pink hair swiveled so fast that some pink hair flew, "this is a once in a lifetime opportunity, I would like you to consider it."

'Ah there's another sweet smile'. Her chest constricted, 'I'm fucking 7 years old—'

She stares once more, she knew All Might wouldn't do anything.. questionable to her, 'but Izuku and Tsuki', her back turned cold as if sensing something.

'I can't leave them.', no it wasn't her parents that she thought about. It was her friends, her two precious friends that saw the real her, and understood her.

She lifted her head to stare at blue eyes, she opened her mouth all ready to make a speech—

A speech to explain why she'll turn down this amazing opportunity of the lifetime.

When a voice broke through, a very familiar voice in her head.

'SAY YES' , it was clearer that ever.

In Toshinori's eyes, Sakura turned quiet before she even made a sound when her mouth opened.

The little girl closed her mouth once more and looked at the leather envelope.

'What do you mean? You want me to leave Izu and Tsuki—', the little child was all alone at war in her head, thoughts were fighting over.

'I—' , it tried to say.

'I don't wanna leave them! I don't wanna stay here—!', her eyes stinging, the back of it was hurting a lot as she started blinking.

'Trust me!' , it says as if breaking through something, 'Say yes—' , it muffled once more, 'for us!'

Sakura blinked, '..for us?'

'I DON'T HAVE TIME, JUST SAY YES—' , before she could think it through, before Sakura could argue, something held on to her from the inside, as if pushing the outer Sakura down and her own ears muffled it felt like a palm covering over it—

Instinctively her mouth opened, and out came the word;

"Yes."

A scene broke the imaginary grip, and all of the adults in the room celebrated, All Might opened the leather envelope and in a heartbeat her parents signed the contract legally binding.

Her mouth was still open, as she watched from her view. She felt so small, 'it's okay— 'it' says but Sakura pushed it away.

Pushed it down, she was in turmoil all alone in contrast to the celebration on going.

Sakura was just a 7 year old kid, amidst the towering adults. They all stood up and followed All Might to the door, they all scheduled a dinner tonight to continue talking about their arrangement and most especially the press conference.

Suddenly instead of torso's of the adults, her view was obstructed by All Might crouching down— his right leg was kneeling and his left supporting his weight bend outwardly.

Eye level with the little girl he spoke, "I'm looking forward to working with you young Mitsuki." He gave a gentle smile, "Thank you for this opportunity as I too am blessed by a new talent."

As the little girl looked into his eyes she only thing she saw was compassion, and hope she started feeling better— 'he wears his heart on his sleeve.' She thought to herself.

Sakura remembered 'its' voice that broke through earlier, she didn't like what 'it' did…

'But..', the voice inside her did tell her how to survive the kidnapping once, and told her how to use her quirk properly.

'Maybe.. just maybe 'it' was right..', her doubts lessened her heart rate slowed down she nodded to All Might.

He responded with a charismatic smile of his own.

"I'll see you later Akira and Ana Mitsuki! Especially Sakura Mitsuki!" He says in a loud voice accompanied with a laugh as he turned away before giving a wave and the door closed.

(During the time they accompanying All Might out the door)

Inner Sakura was desperate enough to accept the repercussions of outer sakura— she expected that the little girl would feel betrayed and heartbroken over something she did.

'Whatever it takes—', she determinedly thought as she observed from inside of outer Sakura's brain.

Ana was talking to All Might, hatred coursed through Inner Sakura's brain but softened when All Might laughed at something she said.

'Whatever it fucking takes to get away from that fucking excuse of a person.', she spat out when her eyes landed back to Ana.

Dark green eyes looked straight in to Sakura, Inner went back in the depths of water.

THE SAME TIME IN JAPAN

"IZUUUKUUUU!" Kacchan shouts outside their door, but walked away after several minutes.

"Izu..", his mother tried talking to him, Inko felt for her son deeply but sad eyes just met hers.

"Maybe you should—", she tried to say.

"I will mom.." His voice quiet she had to strain her ears to hear him, "I will soon..", he finished and flopped down his bed.

Inko's heart clenched painfully, and closed the door.

3 DAYS AFTER (Two days before the Mitsuki's leave)

"Are you ready young Mitsuki?" His voice asked coated with concern.

Determined green eyes looked up, 'to be a hero.. with Izu and Tsuki'.

"Yes," she smiled a little nervous but the spunk was there, "Yes, lets go."

As they went out the curtains, flashes of light assaulted their vision. The table on the stage looked so far away, on top of it were filled with mics and an uncomfortable seat.

"All Might—"

"Golden Gundam Girl what do you think—"

"Pink fist! How do you find America so far—"

"Is this an official collaboratio—"

Breathing in and out every step of the way, her little legs didn't falter once.

With the help of the Number 1 hero, she was able to sit down on her seat (a boosted one so she could be seen). He sit down on his, he raised his hand to stop the questions.

They all yielded, waiting for him to speak.

"This is an official press conference," his voice calm and collected he gestured his hand toward Sakura, "for Sakura Mitsuki shall be trained under me."

"We are now open for the questioning,"

Sakura's eyes once more was assaulted with blinding lights.

BREAKING NEWS

"Sakura Mitsuki age 7, the infamous child hitting golden gundam that broke the internet is officially training under All Might!"

Bellowed the television, Shinsou was watching the rerun of Inspector Gadget and was surprised.

"We are now receiving live footage from the Press Conference," the voice paused, " please wait a moment as the there's a technical problem."

The biscuit that all the Todoroki children were eating fell on the table, as the two eldest looked at Shoto.

"Here it is now!", and the screen showed the live video of All Might answering all the questions as Sakura sat on the obviously boosted seat.

Izuku stares at his computer screen, the only light in his room.

"Izuku—", Inko barged in the room she expected his son to be crying.

Tears fell down from her eyes, her child was smiling with unshed tears— she knew his heart was breaking but he was too happy for his friend.

"Look mom, Sakura's with All Might now."

He didn't cry, no.

But his mother cried for him.

He saw it all with his two own eyes, the sakura petals scrunching on her feet. Red eyes looked up to see completely shed trees.

'Why didn't she say anything..', his heart throbbed, palms sweaty wondering if he did anything wrong to not deserve an ounce of good bye from her.

Bakugo was in his own world, but he knew this path enough that his body was on auto-pilot mode and he came out of an elevator.

"she just left us..", Katsuki finally stopped in front of the door.

He knocked, once.

Twice

thrice— the door swung open

"Bakugo-kun!" It's late—, the gentle voice of Inko broke his train of thought.

"Is Izuku there?", he asks still unsure.

She looked behind as Izuku's door opened for him to peak his head out.

"It's okay mom.", and he left his door open.

The blond frowned observing his friend acting strange, but Inko let him in anyway.

He removed his shoes and his feet padded lightly on the floor boards, the door was still slightly open Bakugo looked behind to ask for permission from Midoriya's mother and she gave him a smile.

Katsuki knocked on the door, "I'm coming in", he says and opened Izuku's room.

His eyes roamed around, nothing seems to be out of place and still clean as usual. He was numb to the onslaught of All Might action figures, 'I'm the biggest fan of All Might!', he says in his head.

But when Red eyes landed on Izuku's form sitting on the bed looking a little bit down, Bakugo wasn't sure on what to say.

So he said what was on his mind.

"She didn't tell us." His voice was almost a whisper, "can I sit down?", he gestured on the swiggly chair near his friends desktop.

In response the boy nodded. Izuku's eyes trailed to his friend and when the blond settled down he says, "I'm sure she has a reason."

"Pft"

"or maybe her parents surprised her Kacchan..", continued his thought ready to defend Sakura, "You know she wouldn't do that to us too.", he finished.

Katsuki crosses his arms and huffs, "just let me hate her for a second," his eyes stung, "I was the one who believe that she'll come back in the first pla—"

"She will—"

"Says who Izuku? How can you be sure of that we were supposed to be heroes togeth—"

"—Yeah!" Izuku's eyes shone with another set of unshed tears, "We will it's just that she got there first—"

"Aren't you mad?!", Bakugo was confused and furious, "She's with All Might—", he scoffed, "she's not even a fan—"

"We should be happy Kacchan!", the green haired boy says exasperatedly he breathe in and reigned down his emotions, "a fan or not, no one can deny an opportunity of a life time. Every one knows he's the number 1 hero."

That effectively shut Katsuki up.

The exchange of words repeated in his head, 'she got there first', echoed lighting a fire within.

"No.", he shakes his head as his red eyes looked at Midoriya, "I'll get there first." He smirked, "and both of you are the losers."

'I won't be left alone.', his heart thuds on his chest a new resolve—

But Midoriya's face fell from a determined one to a pain stricken one.

"Kacchan.. I don't have a quirk.."

A heartbeat passed.

"Says who?", Bakugo asked.

A pause.

"The quirk doctor.", Izuku answered as he crumpled the blanket with his hand.

A second of silence.

"The same quirk doctor of Sakura?"

The clock from Izuku's room is too loud now each tick.

"Yeah..", his voice wavered and his eyes he couldn't hold unto the tears any longer—

"PFTT", Kacchan laughs.

Izuku blinked away the tears, the pain behind his eyeball all gone. He stared up gaping and wondering what happened that was so funny.

"Get a grip Izu!", his face was red and was struggling to breathe, "Remember? He told Sakura she was quirkless too!", he wiped some tears that fell down from his cheek.

His friend blinked owlishly and some chuckles escaped the blond's mouth.

"Ah oh yeah.", he finally said after a few seconds of thinking.

Gasping for breath, "it will come sooner or later Izu.", he smirked, "but since Sakura left us—"

"Saku-chan didn't lea—" Midoriya tried to say something.

"I think—", Katsuki continues, "I want to be alone", his red eyes showed determination, "to be stronger."

Izuku's heart was filled with hope, that maybe someday soon he'll finally manifest his quirk. He understood what his best friend was telling him, as he waved goodbye to Bakugo not before giving him a fist bump. The door closed and Izuku was once more alone, in his dimly lit room.

He translated Kacchan's words;

'We may have different paths to take to get stronger," his heart swelled once more— it's days since he felt better.

He closed his eyes.

'We'll be together someday once again'

And smiled.

End of first era

Author's note:

So yeah that's first era! ff . net wont let me " =-=-=-=-=-=-=" do this! it was gonna signify that it's not a big time skip ; - ;

I hope you guys enjoyed the end of the first era!

Ah I can't believe it, I love this chapter so much.

BTW! Idk if you guys noticed but heavy scenes most of the time have symbolisms.

Especially chapter 10, as that was the turning point.

At first as I was writing this chapter- Bakugo was suppose to spiral down and be canon personality, but it didn't feel right. He's is now a hybrid of canon and fanfic! he still has the inferiority complex but it works differently now.