Another new story, another short chapter so I can modify it based of feedback (though that might take longer, since I'm technically on Hiatus). Expect characters from across Final Fantasy to make appearances (which is why it's not marked as any particular Final Fantasy), sometimes as cameos, others as important characters.

- X Izuku X-

Izuku sat on the roof of the multistory building, eyes scanning the fight below as he scribbled theories and notes into his journal.

Hasn't taken flight yet, despite wings. Dragon form takes too much energy? Could still use them to-

Before Izuku could finish writing, Ryukyu flapped her wings once, buffeting the gang and sending all but the leader, who had some sort of Quirk that kept him from moving (increased mass, maybe?) flying against the wall of the building, where they crumpled unmoving. The leader charged forward, his gloved hand smashing into the Dragoon Hero and pushing her back before Ryukyu slammed her feet into the cement and dug her claws in deep.

Well, he hoped she wasn't over her limit on what the Hero Public Safety Commission was willing to foot the bill on. He knew the higher you were, the more they would, and she was in the top twenty heroes.

Ryukyu threw herself forward, throwing more cement up as she did, and slammed the man into the ground with one hand… foot… thing.. his head the only thing visible on either side of the guillotine sharp talons, "She's using his own mass plus the mass of her foot against him, he can probably barely breath like that and-"

Izuku couldn't help the sheepish smile that came across his face as Ryukyu's head turned towards him, just enough for her right eye to catch sight of him. He reluctantly raised a hand and waved, and she let out a snort of… well, he hoped it was amusement.

Enhanced senses.

The dragon flexed her hand, knocking the leader out as she nodded to the approaching police, "Kid! Come down here."

"Who-?" One of the officers started before Izuku jumped, landing on one of the shattered pieces of concrete on the tip of his toes before finishing his landing. The officer jerked, eyes wide, "How did-? We cleared everyone out!"

"He was sitting on top of the building," Ryukyu said, shrinking down as the iron maiden was wheeled in, "that's not exactly safe, you know?"

The thirteen year old shifted, laughing sheepishly, "I'm sorry, I just love watching hero fights and villains don't normally look up, you know?"

"It's still not safe," Ryukyu said, shrinking back to her human form and crossing her arms, "and not just for you. If I had realized you were there sooner, I would have had to fight differently to keep you safe."

Izuku's eyes flickered down, and he tightened his grip on his journal. It was… ironic, he guessed, that he found Ryukyu more intimidating now than he did when she was a truck sized dragon, "Sorry… It's just, I want to be a hero some day, and learning how heroes and villains fight seems… it's a smart way to do things, isn't it?"

"...It depends on the fight," Ryukyu said. "but when the police say to clear the area, it's not normally one that's safe for civilians. And even then, there are better ways to get ready. Learning to use your Quirk, or martial arts or a weapon of some sort, or both. Would you like an autograph?"

Izuku rolled his eyes, before turning the journal to a blank page and handing her the pen. Great, another hero who said that without telling him how to learn those things. Ryukyu quickly wrote her name, alongside something else, "What's-?"

"It's the address of a site that compiles resources for help with Quirk training," Ryukyu said gently, "if you're going to be a hero, that really is where you should start…?"

"Midoriya," Izuku said, "Midoriya Izuku."

"Izuku," Ryukyu nodded, handing the journal to him and giving him a small smile, "and don't misunderstand, being able to identify and find weaknesses of Quirks on the fly is an amazing trait to have too, so don't stop practicing that too.

Izuku nodded, coiling his legs beneath him and kicking off as black scale marks flashed across his skin and green energy writhed around him, he landed on the top of the building, doing it again before the police could yell at him for using his Quirk in public.

- X Inko X-

Inko looked up at the familiar noise of someone landing on the roof of their apartment, hiding a sigh and swinging open the door to stare at Izuku as he dropped onto the railing with superhuman precision and grace, "Izuku…"

Izuku span on the tip of his foot, not even swaying as he stared at Inko, "Hi?"

"How far out did you go?" Inko said, tapping her finger on her arm, Izuku shifted and winced.

"What're you-"

"It's nearly dinner," Inko said, "and I called Mitsuki, she said you didn't come to their house after school. Where did you go?"

"...Kiyashi," Izuku admitted, reluctantly, "There was a hero bulletin saying there was a group of heroes there, but it turns out it was just Ryukyu."

Well, at least it was only that far. Inko had actually expected him to go to Minato to see All Might fight again, and been prepared to call his secretary, Yagi, to ask if Izuku had been hanging around the agency. Still, "You're going to be grounded for the next two days, do you understand?"

Izuku nodded, eyes lowering, "Yes, Mom…"

Sometimes, Inko wished Izuku had gotten a Quirk that was less… mobile. She loved him to death, but when he was able to clear massive distances with several jumps, it became increasingly hard to keep him safe and in Mustafu.

Of course, there were other times it was incredibly convenient to have that Quirk. Sending him on grocery runs, for example.

"Come in," Inko said, stepping aside to let Izuku hop from the railing and into the apartment with one jump, "...So, Ryukyu? Which hero is that?"

Izuku's face split into a grin, and his eyes jumped up to meet her, shining with excitement, both pure green apart from the black slit of the pupil, practically glowed, "She's the Dragoon hero! Her Quirk let's her turn into a giant dragon from the west!"

Inko hummed, shutting the door and walking into the kitchen, "I'm a bit surprised she's not your favorite hero, then."

"Because she's a dragon?" Izuku said, smile faltering before he shrugged, "She's cool, but she's no All Might! He's on a whole other level. You gotta come watch a fight with me sometime!"

"And let you jump with me?" Inko said, putting the katsudon in front of him, "The last time you did that, I swear you took years off my life."

She knew Izuku wasn't frightened by the heights he reached because of his ability to slow himself before he hit the ground, but the same wasn't true for her.

- X Toshinori X-

Toshinori watched the boy land on the rooftop out of the corner of his eye, green energy flashing as he did so. The boy had been following him for several hours, and if it weren't for how young the boy was, he might have assumed the worst.

Toshinori wasn't a fool, you didn't make it as far as he did with as many factors aimed against you (a career known for tragic ends, a Quirk who's bearers met the same) but he didn't want to imagine someone who couldn't be younger than eight or nine had turned to villainy… even if that ended up backfiring on him in the end.

He'd rather take that backfire than attack an innocent boy.

Hoping from one foot to the other, Toshinori kicked off, driving a five percent punch (it didn't even warrant being called a Smash, really.) into the villain with skin like an obsidian statue of a god. His hand protested lightly, before Toshinori lifted it back and drove it in at fifteen percent.

The man collapsed under his own weight as he wheezed, curling up, "Stay down, Please. I don't want to hurt you-"

"-too late, bastard," the villain coughed.

"Anymore than necessary," Toshinori finished, picking up the bag of money the criminal had stolen and locking eyes with the boy, "You there! On the roof!"

The boy locked up, a blush exploding across his face as he stared at All Might wide eyed. His mouth moved several times, before he squeaked, "Yes, All Might?"

"Bring this to that store over there," Toshinori said, throwing the bag up to the boy who caught it and nodding to the store the money had been taken from while planting a foot on the villain to keep him from attacking the boy. This was a good test of character, there was over ten thousand yen in the bag. If the boy-

Toshinori didn't even finish the assessment before the boy's Quirk activated and he leapt from the roof, landing on the ground in front of the building and began to drag it into it. He was a good kid, Toshinori would have to make sure to give him an autograph after the police showed up to pick up the villain… even if he was breaking the law by using his Quirk.

"Young man!" Toshinori called as the boy stepped back out, "Don't go lurking off again, and yes, I did see you following me, I want to talk to you."

Little did Toshinori realize that this would be the first of many, many encounters he would have with Midoriya Izuku over the years. But he was glad for it in hindsight.

- X Toshinori/Izuku X-

Toshinori: Hey, Kid?

Izuku: Yeah?

Toshinori: Want to hang out at my agency this weekend? Your Mom said you seemed a bit out of sorts.

Izuku: Do you know someone who could help train me with my Quirk?

Toshinori: ...Well, that came outta nowhere. I'll talk to you about it this weekend, but maybe.

- X Toshinori X-

Toshinori rolled his eyes at the knock on the sixth story window, standing up and pulling it open. Izuku swung in seconds later, rolling to defuse the impact before his red shoes pushed off the ground. Well, looks like that parkour class wasn't going to waste after all…

"You're really lucky most people don't know which floor my agency is on," Toshinori said, pouring the hot tea into his cup and sitting back down on the couch. His office was simple, only the chairs were on the expensive side (and they hadn't for most of his career, but he had been convinced by Recovery Girl that more comfortable chairs would help with some of the pain that made up most of his life), and everything else had been bought at the Tachikawa IKEA.

"Uh…" Izuku shifted in the chair across from him before nodding, "Yeah."

"And stop using your Quirk for things like that," Toshinori lectured, "Seriously, kid, one of these days you're gonna get caught by an officer or hero who actually cares about people using their Quirks and get yourself in trouble."

Izuku pointedly didn't meet Toshinori's eyes, sitting down and mumbling, "It's just mobility, why can't I use it to get around?"

Because Quirk law had to be all inclusive in case a villain with a 'boring' quirk used it creatively, according to UA (and by proxy, the government). You'd think there'd be a law for specifically using your Quirk for criminal acts… but you'd be wrong.

"Still," Toshinori said, "It'd hurt your chances of getting into UA if you have a record. Got it?"

Izuku flushed as he seemed to realize he spoke aloud, gulping down some of the scalding tea without flinching.

"So," Toshinori said, leaning backwards and hiding the full body shiver of pain, "You said you wanted to know if I knew someone who could help you with your Quirk?"

Izuku nodded, "And… and maybe a weapon?"

Toshinori blinked, "A… weapon?"

Izuku nodded, "I don't have a Quirk that makes me super strong like you do, so learning to use a weapon makes some sense, doesn't it?"

Toshinori hesitated. He hadn't told Izuku about One for All, or his plan to pass the Quirk on to him eventually, yet, "I suppose. I know someone I could call about that, too."

"Thanks," Izuku said, smiling broadly at him. Toshinori smiled back, sitting at the table and waiting for the call to come in for him to go out. Man, he missed being able to patrol normally, but with only a certain number of hours he could, he'd been forced to take a waiting approach in Minato.

Still, it was normally only an hour or so before that happened, even if most villains operated at night…

- X Toshi/Dave X-

Toshi: Hey, Davey?

Dave: Toshi! What's up?

Toshi: Would you happen to know someone who could help with creating a combat outfit and weapons for a protege of mine?

Dave: You mean other than Melissa?

Toshi: Right, she's old enough to have started working on Support gear, hasn't she?

Dave: Yeah. I-Expo is this year, you want to drop by with that "protege" and we can introduce them? She'd probably love to work with "Uncle Might's" student. Besides, we haven't seen each other in years.

Toshi: I'd have to get permission from his mother, but he'd probably nerd out. He's a hero fanboy.

- X Izuku X-

Izuku sat on the roof, watching All Might, Toshinori, catch the punch from a towering villain with one hand, the street cracking under the force even as the Symbol of Peace didn't move. With his other hand, the hero threw a punch so hard it seemed to send the air quaking, the villain's head snapping to the side as he tilted back and crashed into the ground.

Izuku's phone chirped, and he glanced down to see the message from Kacchan.

Did you actually go to see All Might fight AGAIN, you damn nerd?

How'd you know?

Watching the fight, there was a shot of you on the roof. People are trying to figure out if you're All Might's secret child or something, since they keep seeing you.

Izuku chuckled at that, before putting away his phone and jumping after All Might, who was on his way to the next fight.

"By the way," All Might said suddenly, glancing up from his own phone as Izuku approached, "How would you like to go to I-Expo if I can get your mother's permission?"

It was, perhaps the first time since Izuku had unlocked his Quirk where he didn't stick the landing, instead crashing shoulder first into the ground with a loud pop and a spike of pain. I-Expo? The biennial showcase of new Support Tech from across the globe with Pro Heroes from the same? That I-Expo!? All Might wanted him to go to I-Expo!?

"YES!" Izuku cheered, ignoring the pain as he attempted to raise his right arm.

- X AN X-

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