After 8 years with her little green bean, it didn't take her long to find out exactly what had been happening to him at school. Along with him rarely going out of the house, not wanting to hang with Bakugo when Mitsuki asked if he was free, or with his increasing time spent in his room, she could tell he was experiencing some rough times. She always asked if he was alright, or for him to tell her just what exactly was going on, but he never said the truth. At first, it was obvious that he was lying about the quick trips into the house and beelines for his room, but after 4 or so years of him repeating this, he became a quick witted liar. Of course, being his mother, she saw through them all, but she never got the truth.

He always told her he was okay, and whatever happened was his fault and she doesn't need to worry about him. He always told her he was going to keep moving forward with being a hero.

So the day when he came to her and wanted to open up about the truth, she was... well shocked, to say the least. She had become accustomed to hearing his saddened and empty happy tones, so when she heard him make this request, it took her a second to recognize the forgotten mood.

One that he set when he was talking about All Might, and how he wanted to become a hero, just like him.

"Is everything okay, Izuku?" She worriedly asked her son.

He noticed that she was on edge, and wanted to prevent her from freaking out, or worse, passing out, so he was already against telling her the truth, but he decided he'd better tell her now or forever feel her wrath for lying about the day's recent events.

"It's bad, good, and great news, mom. I need you to promise me you won't freak out when I tell you what happened." The boy said quickly and straight to the point.

Inko was already looking more mortified about the news she was about to receive.

"Please?"

Inko looked at her sons serious eyes, telling her that whatever news she was going to hear should not be interrupted.

"Okay." Inko stated. She closed her eyes, took a long breath in, and exhaled, relaxing and motioning them to the couch. After they took their seats, she motioned for him to begin.

The boy took a few breaths to calm himself, then proceeded to explain the events that had happened around an hour ago.

"Earlier today, on my way home from school I got attacked by a runaway villain. B-" Before he could even speak again he reared his head away from his mothers freak out.

"WHAT?! ARE YOU OKAY?! DO WE NEED TO G-"

"MOM, PLEASE!"

Inko paused her outing, staring with worrying eyes, starting to examine her son's body.

"I was saved by All Might, Mom! I'm fine, nothing bad happened, he didn't even touch me!" Izuku winced at her sudden freeze up as she took in the new information. At first, he thought she had detected his lie about not being touched, but she instead asked him a different question.

"All Might saved you? I saw the news that he took down a slime villain and saved some people, but that was a town over from your route home from school!"

"The slime villain went through the sewers and came up at the underpass just before the station." Midoriya explained how it had tried to flee All Might, but before the slime villain could take out him for being a witness, the symbol of peace had arrived to deal with him.

Inko sat quietly, listening to his explanation, and deemed him unharmed after doing a quick look over her son's body. After he finished, she asked.

"So you managed to meet All Might, then." She brightened up slightly. She knew of his fascination with heroes, especially the number one.

"Was that the great news?"

"Meeting him was the good news. The great news was what he told me after I asked him if I could be a hero."

Inko froze at that. She knew her son wanted to be a hero more than anything, but without a power, she worried the worst would happen. Now hearing he had gotten 'great news' from freaking all might, she dreaded the worst from her next question.

"W-what was his answer?" Inko quietly stuttered out. She really, really hoped he had told him no.

"He told me I could be a hero." He stated smiling a little.

Inko's deflation was unnoticeable.

"One like a doctor or police officer to save lives." He continued, deflating, but keeping the smile.

Inko perked up at that. All Might himself had told him he couldn't be a professional hero for the people, but instead a hero to the peoples lives he saves.

"He did what I never could," she stated quietly to her son.

"Mom?" He looked at his mother, who slowly had tears forming on the sides of her eyes. Before he could ask what she meant, he remembered the night after the meeting with Doctor Quirk;

"Hey Mom? Can I still be a hero, Mom? Like All Might?" The tears wouldn't stop. His mother fell onto him and held him in the tightest hug, and kept apologizing. Never answering his question.

"Mom, I'm not mad at you for what you said. I'm mad at myself for not listening to you." He stated softly to his teary mother.

She looked back up at him who was crying, yet still smiling. She quickly brought him into a hug, one then he welcomed and returned.

"I was just so scared of the thought of you fighting such powerful villains without a quirk." she said quietly.

"Don't worry, Mom. All Might said himself it was too dangerous for quirkless people to be heroes. I can still become a doctor or something. I never really cared about having power to stop people. I just wanted to save everyone." He smiled back at her after pulling away from the hug. She smiled at his heroic spirit, and wiped away his and her own tears.

"Then, let me make it up to you, Izuku." she tightened her grip on her son's shoulders, not enough to hurt, but to emphasize the importance of her next words.

"To make up for not encouraging your dream to be a hero, I will do everything I can with my life to make sure you save lives, no matter what job you get."

That opened the floodgates. Having not only received support from All Might, but, finally, his own mother, he couldn't stop the tears from coming. She simply smiled and held him close, letting him release his emotions.

( . . . )

The sun had set before Izuku pulled himself off the bed in his room. Who knew crying enough to flood all of Musutafu could knock you out, huh? He looked down at his outfit, noticing that he was still in he slimy clothes. That would explain being on the floor. He tore off the clothes and put his pillow into the wash, seeing as his head got it slimy. He took a quick shower, and dressed in black sweats, socks, plain t-shirt and a green hoodie.

He exited his bedroom and trudged into the living room, to see Inko had set up dinner and movies for them to watch.

"I figured since you had such an eventful day, that we should sit down as a family and spend some time talking about what you're gonna start planning now, Mr. Analyst." she said teasingly.

Now THAT was a nickname he hadn't heard her call him since he was 6, so hearing it brought a deep blush across his cheeks.

"I-i sti-ill don't kn-ow yet, m-mom," he stammered out, scratching the back of his neck.

Inko chuckled at his reaction. It had been a while since Izuku had been so open and willing to tell Inko anything, so teasing was a must that she need to start doing again.

"There's no rush at all, hun. Remember, if there's anything that interests you, I will do whatever I can to help." She stated proudly, bumping her chest with her fist.

Izuku just smiled at his mom, thankful for her determination to help. While he knew she had been stressing out about him, he managed to tell her just enough to keep her under the radar about the more... worrying... things that have happened in his life. He managed to keep her from a number of regrettable life choices, some more damaging than the others.

For the more, avoidable ones, he had stopped her from both over and under eating. Compared to most moms, Izuku knew Inko was in amazing condition, and her becoming anything other than that would not fly. So he managed to keep Mitsuki and Inko out of his life with Kaachan, but let them in enough for them to stay friends, and for his mom to keep her physique.

One that he knew would've been a trainwreck for everyone involved was when he stopped her from trying to call back Dad.

Lets just say, after asking why and listing the bad that would come back to her, they settled to agree while she didn't go out as much, she shouldn't try to run back to that worthless piece of-

(jeezus oh gawd hes only 8 he cant be cursing out his dad. Eh you get the idea, I dont think i have to finish that sentence. use your imagination for what he calls him :D )

"Now come on you little genuis, It's getting late and I still want to watch something!" Inko announced, and patted couch.

Izuku giggled and responded by diving next to her on the couch and started sifting through the options for a movie to watch. After putting on an old gem, one about a secret agent with 3 numbers as his code-name, they sat contently watching and eating. Jumping at the exciting parts, and laughing at the goofy moments. Both blushed at the romance scenes, and they won't even talk about the mature scenes, because they both mashed the skip button on the remote to get past it, and laughed afterward.

Easy to say, the night had gone perfectly. And the ever eventful day hit 12, finally bringing it to a close. After the movie had ended, Inko stood to clean the dishes while Izuku stayed on the couch, thinking and voicing his thoughts to his mother. He had the grades and brains to get really any degree he went after, so he would need to train physically if his career choice needed it, and talked about different benefits and negatives about different careers.

It was peaceful, to be able to talk with his mom about options for the future.

So naturally, the peace wasn't allowed to remain in Izuku's life for long, as a blonde girl with a knife busted through the living room window, diving at the 8 year old, aimed at his gut, and sliding the silver 6 inch blade all the way to the hilt through the fabric.

-:- 4. Attack on the Midoriya Home -:-