Fireworks
Explosion 04: Good God
Warning: Haven't proofread this yet, sorry in advance. Final Projects are a Bitch.
Mitsuru sighed affectionately when the dial tone rang through his small office. Up until this day, he would never get tired of Katsuki's aggressive and creative way of saying affectionate words.
But really now, it could have all been perfect if not for a certain annoying flying pest currently in his office.
Grabbing his cheap All Might paperweight, he didn't hesitate to throw it to the flying menace with force. That thing might be cheap but it was pretty heavy.
Much to Mitsuru's annoyance, the asshole managed to catch it before it hits his forehead.
Of course, he wouldn't be called the fastest if his reflexes were not phenomenal.
"Shut the fuck up Chicken Little, I thought you're here to get me for a meeting?" Absentmindedly, Mitsuru caught the paperweight coming right at his forehead, placing it back down to its original place.
"Hahahaha!" Hawks fucking wheezed, taking off his visor to wipe a few tears. "Damn! You never told me – not that you tell me anything – that your sister is funny!"
Mitsuru scoffed, getting up from his very comfortable giant black swivel wheely chair, stretching his back as he does so. The satisfying crack almost made him sigh with pleasure. Paperwork is a bitch to do, specially if you have a lot of sidekicks.
"As if I would tell a Hero Commission's rabid hunting show dog anything about my family." He delivered a red-eyed glare that surely comes off as intimidating to others, but the man receiving it brushed it off with a smug smirk.
"Hm?" Hawks intoned mockingly, perching his yellow-tinted visor back to his face. "I thought you said that I was a chicken? But now you're calling me a dog? Make up your mind," The bastard's eyes crinkled in delight.
"Hades." He said Mitsuru's hero name prolonging the 's'.
What a prick. If only I can set him on fire right now.
His glare intensified at the nonchalant bird man now perched on his desk like he fucking owns it.
Maybe later.
Mitsuru grabbed his calf-length raggedy dark blue coat from his chair and started wearing them over his black heat regulator vest armor. Don't want to set my office on fire and have all the shitty paperwork sopping wet.
"What can I say, you're a hybrid. Congratulations." Mitsuru quickly snatched away the little angry snarling Pomeranian figurine from the other's hand, then gently placing it back down to his desk, next to the picture frame of the whole Bakugou family.
It was his first family picture with them when he finally got out of the hospital after almost half a year spent on hospitalization. His hair was newly dyed brown – to match the patriarch – but his eyes were still the same sparkling turquoise like the scum.
(It's a reminder of his roots, of his garbage pile half of the DNA contributor. It's a reminder of why he was doing what he was doing and he will fucking see it through.)
"You're a dog because you obey all the tricks that your masters taught and ordered you to. And you're a chicken because for all the rabidness and strength that you possess, you've done nothing to break all the chains and muzzle they've wrapped around you, you continue to shit golden turds for them. But soon enough, they would get tired of you, and they wouldn't hesitate to put you in the slaughter house as commercialized meat."
"Wow." Hawks said in an impressed tone. The expression was not a lie compared to all the others he had so far.
"I already knew you were cynical but whoa, that's honestly impressive. Did you take a crash course in cynicism and linguistic arts, if yes, where can I sign up?"
Mitsuru rolled his eyes at the unsubtle change of subject. Bastard could have done better than that.
Taking hold of his gas mask, he put it over his face leaving only his heavily lidded red eyes visible. Once it latched on authomatically with a click to the turtleneck of his vest, the geometric lines started to glow luminous blue along with the 'X' that run along his vest. What can he say, his sister's taste in fashion leans on the badass side, and the only thing remotely light with his uniform is his dark gray pants.
It was a great decision for him to let Tsukki design it when he could care less about it when entering Ketsubutsu Academy High School.
"Shut up bird brain, some of us had undergone regular high school and wasn't privately tutored."
"Well, they never really covered anything that's deemed unimportant for a Hero-to-be, so I don't really know how that goe – Oi! I can walk!"
Mitsuru ignored him and just continued to drag the popular hero by his aviator jacket. Probably discovering that Mitsuru wouldn't let him go, Hawks knocked off his hand and started walking with him out to the door.
"This meeting better be worthwhile and not headache inducing, or I'm setting all of their coffee machines on fire." His voice came out a bit distorted with the mask on as it should be.
"Please don't. I don't want to get out wet after a meeting and I definitely don't want to see Mera's breakdown again as the President try to talk him out from resigning. They're all gonna take it out on me when that happens."
A wicked smirk stretched across his lips; too bad the runt won't be able to see it under the mask.
"Good on me then," He let out a kindle of purple flame out of his two fingers and he watched as it slowly changed into luminous blue.
Hawks watched it with fascination and wariness as the small red feather caught between his thumb and pointer finger instantly turned into ash as soon as he activated his quirk.
(It was a feather that was accidentally discovered by a flailing Jin when he was doing his 'entertainment number' in his office. The unstable guy knocked off an uglyass half-melted Endeavor pen holder that one Ms. Joke gave him as a Joke gift when he first got the agency up and running. Mitsuru still wonders how the fuck he hadn't disposed of that blasted thing yet but he guesses that it was because of its durability and inability to fucking die, mirroring the trash that it was after.)
He snuffed the fire out and brushed off the lingering ashes on his black fingerless gloves and painted black nails.
"I have a feeling that I would be able to let out some steam out today."
Izuku shivered from his spot beside Kacchan. A chill run up his spine as a particular cold breeze blew from the beach making him dig deeper at the pockets of his All Might Silver Age hoodie. Kacchan scooted closer to him and grabbed his waist to reel him in to her side, the action made his face warm but he didn't hesitate to come even closer to her to settle his face at the crook of her neck because he knew that she doesn't really mind.
Izuku sighed in appreciation, the scent of salt and the trash was overpowered by Kacchan's natural caramel scent, a side effect of the nitroglycerin that comes from her sweat, a thing that he had discovered when he was five and had asked her if she was hiding candies on her pockets. She later tells him that it was because of her sweat and she said with gap-toothed glee that she would never ever stink.
That sudden memory brought a smile to his face and let him forget about his nervousness, he snuggled closer to her when deft fingers carded through his hair.
Kacchan is really warm.
Compared to the average human, Kacchan had always had a higher body heat temperature and Izuku suspects that it had something to do with her quirk.
They are currently at the Dagobah Beach at five in the morning sitting on top of an old broken refrigerator away from all the looming trash heap to avoid getting crashed if it decided to fall down.
Izuku had already gone over his stretches with Kacchan before they got here via jogging, now they're cooling down and waiting for All Might to come.
His nerves suddenly came back with a force when he was reminded of the reason why Kacchan was currently with him rather than doing her own training.
Oh God! I'm sorry All Might from doing this to you I just don't want to die early before I even reach my dreams! I swear in my name that if you survive this encounter All Might that I will forever be your fanboy and have your signature as memorabilia, not that I'm not already planning that of course! I'm going to make a shrine for you and pray for your health everyday! I will worship you just like the man called Jesus during the pre-quirk era! I will forever be grateful to you and I swear that my children and my children's children and the next generation will be your loyal followers! Oh my God! I hope that you―
"Izukkun, is that him?"
He was jolted by Kacchan's elbow digging slightly to his stomach.
Oh my God All Might's here!
The bright yellow hair and the tall skeletal figure from the distance was making their way towards the beach. Only a few really visits this place unless to throw more of their stuff, it was kinda sad because when Izuku looked up the Dagobah Beach's picture decades ago, it was a beautiful place with an incredible view during sunset and sunrise.
With that thought, Izuku still can't believe that All Might was training him. Training him and then giving him a quirk! Until now he couldn't wrap his head around a quirk that can be inherited and passed on to somebody else.
With that line of thought, Izuku really did get lucky.
"You can be a hero young Midoriya."
"Who said that you can't be a hero Deku! Tell me who's grave am I going to make!"
The warmth on his side suddenly left and Kacchan was approaching All Might like a lawyer with a mission.
Shit! This is not the time for daydreaming Izuku, you still have a national funeral to prevent!
Izuku quickly got off the fridge and caught up to Kacchan's speed.
He hopes that the warning he gave to the Pro was enough and the only thing he could do was give All Might an apologetic face as the man gave him a grin that would have no doubt sat right at his muscular form.
It only served to make Izuku's stomach churn more.
Once they were at a good talking distance – about two meters apart – Kacchan stopped advancing and glared at All Might, crossing her arms over her chest as she stood tall,weight seemingly inspecting the man in silence from head to toe.
The silence continued to reign for three more minutes and Izuku knows very how unnerving that can be.
Specially if someone was giving you the nastiest of glares and he knows how intimidating it is with Kacchan's red eyes.
All Might fidgeted from his spot and it didn't matter that Kacchan was significantly shorter than him by 48 cm, it still looked and felt like she was looking down on him.
The older man was first to break the silence.
"Oh, um, you must be the young lady that young Midoriya talks about, uh, i-it's nice to finally meet you." All Might bowed but Kacchan only stared at him.
"It looks like Izukkun had already told you things about me." Kacchan said neutrally and it placed Izuku immediately on high alert.
Seeing her raise her chin more and the way shoulders tensed, Izuku started giving signals towards All Might behind Kacchan's back, gesturing wildly at All Might to not speak or there will be consequences.
"Oh, uh, he told me many great things about you, young Bakugou Katsuki."
Izuku internally face palmed.
O-Oh.
It takes great bravery to try and cross Kacchan and Izuku is relieved that he had only done it once and he would never want a repeat of that experience.
Once was enough, twice is too much.
Even Aunt Mitsuki doesn't want to get on Kacchan's bad side but Mitsuru was always trying to toe the line in between. Izuku knows that the man makes sure that it's all calculated that he wouldn't actually cross the line, because he himself had experienced Kacchan's words when she was more than upset with him.
"Your name?"
Izuku gave a look at All Might that screams 'ANSWER THE QUESTION!' in all caps, bold and italicized with an exclamation point for emphasis.
"Uh, what?"
Sweet baby Jeanist on a jean onesie, may your name be immortalized in history books.
"Oh~"
Izuku made sure to retreat in a subtle manner, slowly inching his way away from Kacchan's back while simultaneously giving All Might a look that screams 'You're on your own and I still don't want to die young'. For once, All Might seemed to get what his expression was saying because the man suddenly turned pale.
Scratch that, it probably has something to do with Kacchan's expression.
Huffing, Kacchan bent over to pick something up and once Izuku managed to make out what it was from his spot away from the blast zone, it was his time to turn pale.
He started to panic.
How did that even get here?! How is that even possible?! Did Kacchan planned this?! Is Kacchan seriously gonna do this to the Symbol of Peace?! Oh no! What should I do?! I need to call for help! I need a hero! Wait, All Might is already a hero and he's the Number One! But still, it's Kacchan we're talking about! When she puts her mind into it she would make it happen! OH GOD WHAT DO I―
"Ya see this?" Kacchan pointed the object at a confused All Might who still looked a little pale.
"Y-Yes?"
His terrifying best friend leaned her weight to her left foot. "What do you think it is?"
"Oh, uh, a rusted sundae spoon." The man said warily.
She scoffed. "Ding, ding, ding! Ya got that one right! It's a rusted sundae spoon!" She thrusted it up in the air and if Izuku were to guess, her face would be wearing a wide grin.
"And did you know what I promised Izukkun over there? I'm guessing that you don't know."
Izuku took one nervous exhale, cold sweat already pouring down his forehead and at the back of his neck, his mind recalling the said promise loudly in his head.
"No, I don't think young Midoriya said anyth―"
"Oh! Then that's good! I could tell you that promise personally then."
Izuku think, think what you can do! There's has to be a way! Distracting her would be a good start, but distracting Kacchan when she's like this is impossible! Even if I try that she would still remain firm with her stance! What do I―
"Yesterday, we had lunch together and it was my wat of thanking my best friend on saving my life from a shitty villain extra. So, while we were enjoying our desserts, Izukkun let it slip that he was being trained by someone, the main reason why he looks tired as fuck when he came over to lunch. And you know that's great and all, you're training him to achieve his dream and I'm very grateful for that."
All Might's blue eyes softened, all wariness eliminated from his body at Kacchan's very honest words.
"You don't have to thank me young Bakugou, I saw―"
"Do not fucking open your hole because I'm not fucking done speaking yet!"
The sudden growling interruption took All Might aback and he was back to bowing down his head to make himself smaller. An impossible feat for a man who's over seven feet tall.
"Since you interrupted me, then I'm gonna give this to you fucking straight." Kacchan took a step towards the man, sundae spoon pointed at All Might's chin like a sword. "You, didn't even give a fucking name to my young impressionable gullible best friend. Shut up nerd, I wouldn't be here if that wasn't true!"
Izuku smartly chose to close his mouth.
"Yesterday, I promised Izuku that if I find out that if you're some pedophilic motherfucker or some other kind of screwed up motherfucker that I would, and definitely would, scoop out your fucking saggy balls with this rusted sundae spoon," She jabbed All Might with the tiny spoon and Izuku was both impressed and horrified that she can actually make it look so terrifying. Izuku wasn't even seeing her face. "and leave you fucking toasted from my brother's quirk until I decided to call the fucking cops for your charred skeletal ass."
All Might started to back away from her once the threat had been delivered with enough conviction that would make even the hero killer proud.
"As you can see, he has an extreme case of fucking hero fanboy and he would do anything just so he can reach his dreams and I'm all for supporting him and shitting on them haters."
"Young Bakugou I am not a child predator! I would never! I swear to yo―"
"Ah, mm, ah, ah, shut the fuck up! The fact that you, a grown ass man, didn't even think of giving a shittyass name to a dumb gullible minor raises fucking red flags! And don't even try to say that you're not because I wouldn't be here in the first place if you just gave your shitty name!"
The dawning realization flashed across All Might's blue eyes and Izuku internally facepalmed once again because he had already seen where Kacchan was coming from since yesterday. In hindsight, it does make sense, to other people, this situation would look as what Kacchan was trying to say, a grown man who didn't even offer a name was offering a minor a ticket to their dreams, when it comes to mind, it is a lawsuit trial waiting to happen.
(There's also the detail that All Might and Izuku is making their interaction a secret. What if Izuku slips and calls him All Might in public? What if they're seen in the beach? The beach is open so someone could easily pass by and see what's going on, especially when All Might transforms into his muscle form.)
Izuku could see Kacchan's point that it might as well be a blinking neon sign.
But this is All Might. A man who had saved millions of lives. A man who is called the Symbol of Peace for God's sake! So the thought of him being a pedophile didn't even cross Izuku's mind.
And now, the implication of the hero's action points into another direction other than the straightforward mission to get him into shape – not that he's out of shape, Kacchan made sure of that – to receive his quirk.
"How am I going to be reassured that you're not fucking after Izuku in another way, skeleton fucker? How am I so sure to fucking trust you with him when you didn't even answer my first fucking question of what your fucking name is."
Tense silence followed her words, the sea breeze not doing anything to erase and cool off Kacchan's boiling anger.
Izuku knows that she's only worried for him, but he doesn't want Kacchan to blow up his chances permanently.
"Kacchan, please, he's not what you think he is! He's not after me in that way whatsoever! He genuinely wants to help me in becoming a hero!"
"If that's true, then I'll fucking give him a second chance to answer my questions." Kacchan called out to him over her shoulder.
The look of relief from his face mirrored that of All Might's, it makes Izuku want to cry because if All Might is relieved that means he really wants Izuku to be his successor. That the man was even putting up with Kacchan's rude and brashness was already a testament to that.
(Izuku had to close his eyes for a few seconds to avoid bawling, a few tears slipped but he counts this as an absolute win.)
"Don't look relieved now dipshit, I'm not doing this for you, I'm doing this for the nerd."
"Of course, of course. Ask away young lady." The pro straightened his posture, as if he's facing another pro like himself instead of an angry teenage girl.
"Fucking answer this time and we'll do this quick. What's your fucking name?"
"I'm sorry for not introducing myself earlier. My name is Yagi Toshinori."
"So Yagi huh?" Kacchan came back to her earlier stance of crossed arms and weight leaning towards the left, the only difference was that her shoulders were less tense.
"What the fuck do you want with Deku?"
"I am to train him into becoming a hero and reach his full potential."
"Is that so? Are you some kind of retired pro or something? If you're gonna fucking train him then you should know what the fuck you're doing."
Izuku fidgeted on his spot. It's crucial for All Might not to lie to Kacchan because she hates those the most. Not only that, she has this uncanny ability to spot when someone's lying to her, if it weren't for her quirk being so obvious, Izuku would have thought that she had a lie detecting quirk. It was an information that he had already given All Might in advance and the man only texted him to not worry about it.
Izuku seriously hopes that All Might doesn't lie.
"I work at a hero agency and have working experience with a lot of Professional Heroes, I had been an overseer to some of them, Professionals such as Sir Nighteye."
Izuku let out a sigh of relief at All Might's smart answer because what he said wasn't a lie. He works at a hero agency because he is the one running it and he has experience with Pros because they are his colleagues, he even dropped the name of his old sidekick Sir Nighteye as someone he had supervised!
Something tells Izuku that All Might had experience with lie detectors or, it could be because he was famous and all, he's just really good with answering questions honestly but with some details unattached.
But then, Kacchan started to chuckle.
Oh no! Did she find out! Did she find out that All Might isn't saying everything?! Oh God! What am I going to do?! What can I do to spare All Might's scrotum?! Gah! She's raising the spoon and―
And she tossed it to the trash pile, accurately making it land on a chipped glass bowl.
The clanging noise and the sudden rush of the tide pulled Izuku from his panic.
Kacchan… she, she threw away her weapon of choice.
He blinked and Kacchan stopped chuckling, Izuku made eye contact with All Might and he looks lost on what the hell is going on.
KACCHAN THREW AWAY HER WEAPON OF CHOICE! ALL MIGHT'S LEGACY CAN STILL CONTINUE AND KACCHAN WILL NOT HAVE A BLACK SMUDGE ON HER POLICE RECORD!
But wait, he can't celebrate yet, Kacchan has yet to voice her approval. Before he could do multiple summersaults and backflips, he should wait for Kacchan's words.
Izuku got back to his position a bit behind Kacchan, All Might giving him a small smile.
(Though really, Izuku would still continue on with what's he's doing. Not even the threat of Kacchan could take away his want for his dream. He might have to fight her over for it, but soon enough, she'll come around, like she always does. He and Kacchan had never had a serious fight ever since the very start of knowing each other, so he doesn't really know where he is getting his confidence from. Maybe it was because of his knowledge of Kacchan's inability to let go of connections to the people that she cares about, the strength of the connections doesn't really matter but as long as she cares for them in anyway, she would never let them go. It's one of her greatest strength, her ability to care for others and the ability to give that to a lot of people, the reason behind Mitsuru's obsessive love for her. It's the main reason why Kacchan had odd friends or acquaintances from different places, something that Izuku truly admires about her. She might not seem like it, but she's a real social butterfly even though she would heavily deny it. Izuku likes to think that he's the same with Kacchan's aspect of connecting and caring for other people, because after all, there's just so much people who would interact with a quirkless kid like him once they learned about it. Izuku had long learned the lesson that friendship is something that he would have trouble obtaining, so he had learned to cherish the people who sees him for him and not because he doesn't have something that makes him special and Kacchan is one of this people. So if a serious fight ever breaks between them, Izuku would do his all to resolve it, because Kacchan is one of the most important people in his life.)
"Last question," Kacchan straightened herself to her full height and Izuku would expect that the last question would be the deciding factor for achieving her approval.
"What makes you think that Deku is hero material? You probably already know this, but Deku is quirkless. So, what makes you think that he's worthy? That someone like him can become a hero even without power. Give me a good fucking explanation or get ready to become a Eunuch."
Izuku already got All Might's answer the first time around. But that moment still feels so surreal for him. It felt more like a dream. He didn't really take offense on how Kacchan worded her question, because Izuku knows that she's just challenging All Might. She already gave him a heads up for it this morning before their jog, but either way, even if she didn't tell him, Izuku would still take no offense.
Because he is quirkless. And there's no changing that fact.
"There is no denying the fact that becoming a hero with no power in a world where almost everyone has it is dangerous, and in some terms, even if you do have the power, it's still full of danger. It's a high stakes game with even higher risks that can endanger your life. But even so,"
At that moment, despite All Might's emaciated appearance, he stood tall at his full height, chest puffed out and a smile that greatly reminisces his muscular form. His blue eyes shone of something incomprehensible to normal humans, like a beacon in the dark, a sparkle that can bring hope.
At that moment, All Might stood before them with an aura that speaks volume of the legend behind him.
A man who's called the Symbol of Peace.
"Knowing that you saved a life, that you helped someone, that you created a difference, that you're the reason behind the people's smile, that you're the one making them feel secure and the knowledge that someone out there is still enjoying their life with their family because of the sacrifices you've made and the hardships you've faced, it's one of the greatest rewards and accomplishment that you'd ever get in your life, in my opinion at least. The true essence of a hero is being unfailingly selflessly selfish, a person who wants to save others in the expense of themselves without thinking of the consequences. A person whose body moves before they can think of the risks, just to save a life. And young Midoriya here," The man gestured to him. "A young boy whom even without the power of what an average Joe would have, risked his life in order to save another without even thinking of his safety,"
Then his blue eyes bore at Kacchan knowingly, a gentle smile on his face.
"And with just the reward of knowing that he helped someone, and that someone could continue to smile with him again."
The tears had long been falling in Izuku's eyes before he could stop it. He gave out soft sniffles as the person beside him gave him a handkerchief and a pat in the back.
"You're damn right on that one." Kacchan's voice sounded tender and Izuku cried even harder.
"My dumb best friend has more heart than anyone else, and it had placed him in a lot of trouble than I would like. He even placed his own fucking life just to save a rude, loud and angry bitch like me."
Izuku would have love to voice that yeah, all those description fit Kacchan to a tee, but she completely forgot the kind, caring and understanding part of her personality.
"You better train him hard to become the fucking best that he could be skeleton ass, or I'm coming for your balls personally."
With her words of approval out, Izuku didn't think for a second and launched himself towards his best friend. She was quick to replicate his tight hold, her hand moving up and down his back as a way to calm him down.
The chill of the morning was gone, all he can feel was the warmth and the sweetness of this person hugging him, yet again, Izuku finds himself vowing to protect this person who relentlessly and aggressively supported him on for his impossible dream.
(That means, if anyone ever badmouths her or ever hurt her to his face, he'll be the first one to educate that person. He has done it before then he'll just step up his game, admittedly, he can never be as cruel as Mitsuru when it comes to the retaliation of Kacchan's honor, but as her honorary younger brother, he can be vicious in another way as long as he has a strategy for it. And he has a lot of strategies for it.)
"K-Kacchaaaann! T-Thank you! You're, you're the greatest best friend a quirkless loser like m-me could ever have!"
Kacchan's shoulders hitched up as she let out an unlady like snort. "You're no loser Izuku, you know that I don't associate myself with extras."
Izuku let out a watery laugh, reluctantly separating himself from the warm embrace.
"If you say so Kacchan."
For his backhanded agreement, he almost fell face first on the sand with a giggle if he handed seen that coming.
"Stop being a smartass and start training with the living science lab anatomy model, if you don't get better, you'll get left behind and since you know me," She started to turn away from him and before she could pass All Might she shot back a look at him, her red eyes brimming with passion and challenge as her signature smirk takes hold of her lips.
"You know that I won't be holding myself back."
Wiping away the drying tears left from his cheeks, Izuku gave an answering smile to her challenge.
"I wouldn't have it any other way Kacchan and don't worry," He clenched his fist tightly and lifted it towards her direction. "I'll catch up to you soon."
Letting out a loud 'Ha!', the smirk on her face turned into a vicious grin. "You better be, I won't be waiting. See ya later, nerd."
Giving an acknowledging nod to All Might, Kacchan started to jog towards the entrance without looking back.
To Izuku, the sight of her proud back was a normal thing, but at this moment, Izuku wanted more than anything to see the sideview of her face, to jog at the same level as her.
To be at the same level as her.
Looking at All Might, Izuku gave a determined grin, one that's hungry for improvement.
"Ready for today's training young Midoriya?" The man gave him a proud knowing grin.
"Yes please."
Then the man suddenly turned into his muscular form in a blink of an eye.
"Then what are we waiting for?! Get moving! Chop! Chop!"
"Yessir!"
Katsuki snorted to herself, watching Deku get pushed on by a 7ft2 enthusiastic juggernaut, compared to the bombastic hero, Izuku wasn't losing on the enthusiasm, making him look like a very excited chipmunk on the hunt for nuts.
Turning back, Katsuki continued on with her exercise, already anticipating on what's to come.
Omake: Honest Threats
"So All Might,"
"Please call me Yagi when I'm in this form."
"So Al―Yagi-san, what do you think of Kacchan?"
The man contemplated for a second, shuddering as if remembering a horrifying incident.
"She has a lot of personality alright. She reminds me a bit of my old teacher and Recovery Girl combined." He shuddered once again. "I am quite lucky to get out that alive. She looks like she will follow thro― young Midoriya? What's wrong? Are you hurt somewhere? Did you stub your toe on a piece of metal again?"
Midoriya rubbed his eyes off of his sleeve, breathing deeply before looking at All Might with happiness.
"I'm just so happy that you're okay All Mi― Yagi-san! Well for the most part but still, I'm happy that you're still able to teach and is willing to teach me!"
All Might's eyes began to softened as he placed a hand over the teen's fluffy hair.
"Oh young Midoriya, of course I'm willing to teach you. You heard what I said, and I'm not taking that back."
"No All Might, It's not that." The boy bowed his head before looking back up at the taller man, big green eyes glittering with tears. "I'm just happy that Kacchan didn't followed through to what she said."
"Um, what?"
"Haven't I informed you about Kacchan's honesty?"
All Might felt nervous for some reason, like he just dodged a metaphorical bullet.
"Yeah and?"
Midoriya looked at him seriously, his green eyes shining with honesty.
"That means she always follow through her threats no matter what. I've never seen her not do that. She doesn't like lying, so it translates to always saying the truth. So if she threatened you she will follow through."
At this point, all brain functions halted for All Might at Midoriya's words. And he listened in horrified rapture as Midoriya kept going on and on with the lengths of how honest his friend was.
"―That's why I'm really relieved that she enabled you to continue your lineage All Might! I was really worried earlier and I'm sorry if I kinda left you by yourself in front of her. Kacchan's nice but she's really, really, really scary when she gets angry. Even Aunt Mitsuki, her own mother, is afraid of her when she gets angry because Kacchan can get really vicious with her threats and you know what happens with her threats, she makes it happen no matter how ridiculous it is. Like earlier, she really did spoke of using a rusted sundae spoon to, ah, to do that to the that part of your body yesterday. And like always, the universe seems to convolute around her to make her threats a reality. I even thought of it as a passive quirk of hers, it's a reality distortion based around her threats or the more she is honest, the more reality bends around her to make it the truth. Mitsuru and I – that's her brother – had conspired that maybe Kacchan was an unfortunate teenager on her past life that died a tragic horrendous death and that's why the Gods of this world is trying to compensate for it by―"
"Young Midoriya you need to breathe!"
Caught in his mutter session, Izuku blushed a bright red akin to a strawberry.
"I'm sorry! I'm sorry! I tend to mutter like that and―"
"I know, I know," In the middle of placating him, All Might suddenly started spewing blood.
"Guaah! Are you okay?! Here's tissue!"
As All Might reassured the boy that he was fine and no, he does not need to go to the hospital. He couldn't help but look back at what Midoriya said about Bakugou and the girl's expression earlier.
The shudder he gave was not one from the sudden cold breeze.
I guess I need to watch myself when around her and hope for the best.
"Young Midoriya,"
"A-Ah yes, Al― Yagi-san?"
"Always remind me to never upset young Bakugou."
"Of course, but you're on your own if she blows up on you."
With the very honest and quick remark, All Might laughed uproariously. He did chose a great successor in the end.
A/N: Hi people! Yesterday I cried twice because of unfinished thesis papers and uncooperative groupmates, but I'm okay now - for the most part - so as a way to relax on this day I decided to finish this chapter. I hope you enjoyed it and scream at me at the review section if you have something to say. I enjoyed writing this part and I'm probably not gonna write anything for now since I only have a week to go and I'll be a free Bitch!
See you guys soon! Stay healthy, love you and take care! 3