=========Daily Life at UA, Iruma-Kun! Found by All Might and now I'm a hero!=======

All Might found the boy at the beach. He went there to clean it up, community service and all that, but then he saw the boy doing his work for him. It was strange, so he sat down and simply watched the boy for the next week.

The boy worked tirelessly for hours on end, hardly ever stopping to rest or even eat. Come to think of it, he never actually saw him eat anything, except maybe the stray fish and other sea creatures that washed up on the shore that he cooked over a self-made campfire that he started almost effortlessly.

He barely even went to school, seemingly more focused on doing this task rather than attending. It was both worrying and intriguing. Thus, he decided to ask the boy directly, well, as Yagi, not as All Might, he didn't just wanna scare the boy.

"Hey, young man, what are.." He approached as casually as possible, wearing his now overly baggy clothes and having dark, sunken eyes on his face.

"Ahh! Trash Zombie!" The blue haired young man backed away on instinct. "Stay back, I have a-" He stopped, looking down at the random object that he was holding. "-A microwave, and I'm not afraid to cook you!"

"Whoa, whoa, slow your roll there kid." He tried to calm the boy down. "My name is Yagi Toshinori, I just came to look at the place, and heard it got trash covered in recent years. If I was a zombie, I wouldn't be able to talk to you."

"Oh, I guess that's a good point," the boy pondered out loud, before bowing his head profusely. "Sorry, sorry, sorry, sorry! I accused you of being a flesh eating monster because of how scary you looked!"

"Now now, it's all right, you'd be … surprised how often I get that." Some blood came coughing up as he spoke. "You see that right there doesn't help my case."

"Oh, sorry mister! I've been so rude and now you're coughing up blood! Let me help!" The lad took his hand and guided the weakened form of All Might through the trash. "You might want to watch your step, it can get a bit tricky to navigate through."

"Don't worry, I'm more nimble than I look." That's what he said, but the amount of trash he was trudging over said otherwise. He looked back at the boy, who seemed pretty well versed traversing through the large maze. "You seem to get around pretty well too."

"Yeah, I had to learn the ins and outs, trying to clean the place out," the boy said, smiling nervously. "Someone asked for help, so whenever I have free time I try to work on it."

"You're cleaning the beach, all on your own, because someone asked for help?" Yagi made sure to word it slowly, wondering if there really was someone that pure-hearted in doing the right thing.

"Yeah, basically." The kid rubbed the back of his head nervously. "When someone asks me for help with something, I can't really ever say no."

Yagi stared at the boy, looking for any sort of lie or hidden motivation. When he found none he let out a grin. "What's your name kid?"

"Oh, I'm Iruma Suzuki." He bowed again.

"Young Suzuki..." He couldn't believe that he'd found him! His true successor! "YOU HAVE THE HEART OF A TRUE HERO!" He 'reinflated' himself, showing his heroic form. The boy was twitching in excitement, no doubt in awe of such a revelation. "YES, YOUNG SUZUKI, IT IS I, ALL-"

"AHHH! SCARY BUNNY MAN!" The hero blinked in confusion, doubly so when the boy threw the microwave at his head.

"You … haven't heard of me?" he asked tentatively. That was practically an impossibility, considering he's been the most popular hero in the world for decades.

"Oh, are you famous? Sorry, I don't really keep up with TV or anything," Iruma nervously shrugged. "Come to think of it, I don't think I've ever watched anything on a screen before in my life." Of course! How could he be so blind? Someone that dedicated doesn't need to worry himself with news or media. Truly someone to put his faith in.

"Well then, young Iruma, tell me, can I please put my faith in you, as my successor, in order to become a great hero!?" he asked, the boy flinching at the word please.

"Yes, you can count on me!" he shouted, now looking a bit frozen. Taking the mantle without a second thought, truly someone who would rush in and save the day.

(And that's how the world gained its greatest hero by complete accident)

===================What's Katsuki Bakugo been up to?=====================

Damn this school! Damn his shitty extras for classmates, damn that Deku, just, just damn everyone in general!

The day Deku disappeared should've been the greatest day in his life. The most useless pebble in his path of greatness could no longer drag him down with his worthless dreams of being a hero. It was impossible without a quirk, so what good did it do to waste so much time begging for the impossible to happen?

And then Katsuki heard his old hag crying. She was screaming about Auntie Inko and Izuku vanishing off the face of the earth without a single notice. Police eventually came by a week later, he told them what he knew and they left. Three months passed and there was still no word on what had happened, the bastard Hisashi was overseas, so besides a few words they weren't able to infer much.

He didn't know why it bothered so much to see his empty desk every day, he hated even acknowledging his existence! He's been just sitting there behind that nerd, he's always been there, behind him, always been behind him since the beginning. Since he's gotten his quirk.

Since that day in the creek..

Did Deku really just give up? All that running, all the hours spent chasing after him, now all for nothing?

Katsuki looked down on his own hands. He pushed the boy down every day of his life, shouted him away and into a corner, burned him harshly. Nobody else noticed, they just went along like he never existed, like he was a joke that got old. Because that's all he ever was when he was to his classmates, a joke.

He growled, hating this line of thought but unable to stop himself. He remembered the boy standing in front of another kid Fingers went after. He only jumped in because Deku got involved, and he loved putting that weakling in his place. But, he wasn't a weakling was he? He took his beatings and rolled with them.

And he always came back up. No matter how many times Bakugo told him to give up, no matter how many times he coated his skin with ash, no matter how many times he's been nothing but an ass to him, he was always there.

Their last meeting … he told the boy to off himself. To take a swan dive and hope for a quirk. Katsuki let out a broken laugh, finally realizing something that he had never noticed before.

He was the villain of the story, wasn't he? The other two groupies took notice, but refused to call him out on it, that was how they survived this long.

He heard shouting, turning a corner in the hall to see a girl with her hair grabbed by a couple of alpha bitches. "Come on you loser, just give me the notes and I won't have to ruin your clothes again. It's a simple solution, I figured a nerd like you would get it in no time."

He didn't need to get involved, he could ignore them, that girl who's looking at that bitch with tears in her eyes and hope fading. A pleading look that asked for help, a look he saw on many an extra, on Deku. That desperation that held out for someone to come.

How many times did Deku try to be that someone, only for him to punish the nerd brutally for it?

How many times did Deku cry out for help, only for everyone to ignore it?

He looked at the girl again, tears streaming down her eyes just like..

He shook his head, and before he knew it, his body started to move on it's own.

Never again.

He will not be the villain again.

"Hey, you stuck up rich bitch! Cut it out!" He shouted to the group.

"Who the hell do you think you-" The bitch's words cut off as she turned and realized who she was cursing out. "Oh Bakugou, how are you, I mean I didn't mean to, I mean..."

"If you know me then you know I hate stuttering right?" he growled, raising his hand as the group tensed. "And right now, the one thing I hate more than that are uptight alpha bitches that clearly don't know their place! Scram before I make you my new practice dummy!"

It made him sick that a part of him felt pleasure in their screams as they ran from him. He had to work on that. "Thank you," he heard glasses mutter.

"Don't mention it. Seriously. Don't mention it to anybody," he instinctively responded, internally grimacing. He hated how this was the type of person he found annoying, those weaker and deserving of being stomped..stop it! He needed to be better than this! "Just, if she comes back, come find me."

She nodded quickly, running away, past the two extras that always stick around him. The two now looked at him as if he had grown a second head. "Uh, Bakugo? What..what was that exactly?" the finger guy asked.

"Yeah. I'm fine. The bitch was just annoying." He shrugged. This was going to be a thing for a while, wasn't it? "Let's get out here before more extras start getting the wrong idea, you shitty extras." The two looked at each other weirdly and followed him.

"Okay, just, just making sure. I almost thought Deku being gone would've changed you or something, so it's nice to know nothing's.." He got an explosion to the face..at least he would've if Bakugo didn't reel it back just enough to not hit him.

"Don't call him Deku. You don't ever call him Deku you..." he trailed off, his mind drawing a blank. He was going to look like a big asshole, well, bigger than he already was. "What's your name again?"

======Human Demon bonding time! Aizawa and Kalego! Sensei's with problems!======

Aizawa had seen his fair share of demon rituals. When you go where heroes never showed up, you see some weird shit. He'll never forget the 'rat king' and his army of rodents, took a week to get the cats to stop attacking him from the lingering smell.

A couple days back he found one that, surprisingly, actually worked! Full on man with horns shows up and starts murdering the fuck out of everyone. He was able to only half cancel his quirk at that, considering the man claimed he couldn't fly yet was perfectly content to lob waterballs like nobody's business.

After the incident he thought to himself about talking to Odd Eye, the man most likely connected with the occult and knew what was real and what wasn't, and probably had one under his thrall … and realized Nedzu was likely the more logical choice given the man's arsenal of knowledge.

One bonding ritual later and he formed a contract with a man named Kalego. The basis went as follows, he may be summoned at any point in time besides pre-determined workdays. They would only attack fellow demons, while Aizawa would attack fellow humans. They also exchanged work tips, logical ruses vs life threatening situations. Ah, the ways to torture the annoyances in their lives.

Aizawa began pulling out one of the summoning circles as he spoke the ancient demonic tongue unknown to most of humanity and barely learned by Nedzu (a triumph he would hold over the rat for all time till death). Black smoke appeared, and it wasn't long before the shadowy demon/teacher appeared before him, although he seemed particularly stressed. "Oh, it's you. Was it that time again?"

"Yeah, I brought the good stuff while I'm at it." He held out something no demon could resist. An apple juice box. While low quality, their kind didn't have human fruit growing in their world, so anything that one would consider 'average' is pretty exotic to them.

"Great," Kalego replied, taking the pouch without hesitation and drinking a large gulp. "Oh yeah, I needed this. I'm nursing the biggest headache right now, and this'll probably be the only time I'll have to forget about..HIM," the demon growled.

"Well we're going to be here for a while, wanna vent it out? I can complain about my bastards in return," Aizawa offered the man.

"Oh, you have no idea what I'm dealing with right now. First the idiot that runs the school docks my pay just because I get rid of a few cameras, and then he brings his nuisance of a grandson to school who's arguably worse!"

"Ughh, nepotism. I've dealt with that before." It wasn't rare for a family of a hero to try and emulate them, believing it would be easy just because they were related. "And you can't just expel him, can you?"

"Already tried, unfortunately he managed to 'go beyond' as you heroes do it. The boy summoned a fucking demon of all things. And the biggest heart attack of my life at all that. That thing is the only reason I actually dislike cats."

"The only disagreement we have in our lives. Also I thought only humans could summon demons?"

"That's how it should be! I swear, it should be impossible! This little nobody comes out of nowhere and suddenly shows power beyond what any demon his age should do. He summons a demon, tames an unruly killer bird, steals other students' magic, and begins spouting that 'friendship' crap you humans go on and on about!"

Aizawa blinked at that one. "Do you think he was raised in the human world?" he asked, the demon in question stopping, turning to the hero in question.

"I suppose it would make sense, the boy's belief system works differently for normal demons," Kalego paused cupping his chin in his hand. "He has said he's been sheltered from most demon customs, but then again, Sullivan isn't a typical demon either. I'd blame his influence over his kin."

"Bosses, the worst friend you can sporadically rely on." Aizawa raised a pouch in mock toast.

"I'll drink to that." They stayed silent for a bit. "I don't think I've ever gotten a clear look at it. Your sky is weird."

"Is that racist or nationalist?"

"Why not both?" Why not indeed. Their relaxation was interrupted by the shoutings of 'mortals' and boasting. "That's our cue."

"It never ends for us, does it?"

"Never for a teacher."

========================What if … Izuku had a quirk!?======================

Asmodeus was a man who strove to perfection. Trying to gain more and more strength, knowledge, and experience. He learned all magic, as to be prepared for anything. Thus, he thought he would not be surprised by anything Izuku Midoriya pulled. The green haired boy stretching his arm and punching his face with enough force to render him dizzy quickly changed his mind.

"What the hell!" He covered his face, already feeling his left eye getting swollen. He would rather die than let anyone know how much the honor student was able to hurt him with one attack. "How can something as stupid as an overly long arm cause this much pain!?"

"Oh, you see it's not the arm itself but the elastic force caused by repeated motion, along with a combination of muscles pulling themselves along each tendon to amplify the force in question. My entire body is essentially made up of rubber, and well, rubber itself may not be the hardest substance out there, but enough momentum from even the tiniest amount can cause bruising and even a few fractures if applied right.."

"I was being rhetorical, you moron!"

"Wow," some of the students muttered. "That guy's confident enough to give a lecture on his own power to someone like Asmodeus of all people." "No wonder, he's Sullivan's grandson, remember?" "But since when can Sullivan stretch?" "Maybe he just has another bloodline?" "Why would Sullivan even bother with him then?" "That stretching looks like fun!" "Do you think he can stretch ANY part of his body?" That last one sounded particularly vulgar.

"Enough!" He created a flaming sword. "If you're made out of rubber, then let's see you bounce off the blades of my righteous anger!"

The sword was stopped by two hands, causing Asmodeus to double take. "What, how are you-?"

"Heat doesn't work on rubber that easily. Otherwise tires wouldn't be as durable as they are!"

As he was punched in the stomach, his first thought was wondering what a tire was. His second was 'damn this hurts!' "Why won't you just fall!" He tossed away all courtesy at this point and threw a punch at his freckled face. His head went back...and back...and…"Huh?"

"I did say my entire body was made out of rubber, right?" Despite Midoriya's head being thirty feet away from his body, he was still able to talk as if he felt no pain whatsoever. It was probably the most ridiculous sight he's ever seen, but he couldn't bring himself to laugh because this..this ludicrous power was overwhelming him!

"Brooklyn Smash!" he shouted, driving his head straight into Asmodeus', the resounding thud heard across the school louder than the bell ever could.

Asmodeus' world began to grow darker, his entire world view was completely shattered in less than five minutes, along with a small portion of his skull. He went to Bablys with the intention of dominating the student body by the end of his first year, and then the staff by his third. All that planning, all that ambition...just gone…

Thanks to a boy made out of rubber.

=========Lesson time with Bloody Quirk Samma! Quirks and Bloodlines!===========

Izuku: Welcome class everyone! I'm Izuku.

Ameri: And I'm Ameri! Here we shall explain human and demon culture interaction. Now then, first up are quirks and bloodlines. A fascinating read. Would you like to take the honor?

Izuku: It would be my pleasure. Now, as you all know, my world is just like yours, except a hundred years in the future and more like something out of a comic book. No one knows exactly how it happened, all we know is that one day, a baby girl started glowing, and before we knew it, super-powers became the new normal.

Ameri: There are many theories as to how it happened. *visibly starts blushing* According to the upper brass, the most ongoing theory is intercorse between humans and demons. Most likely, lonely virgin males worried about dying alone sold their souls in exchange for some intimate time with a succubus.

Izuku: *coughs* The-the other theory is that it was caused by a virus, either from cross contamination from species, or a major disaster outbreak such as the corona incident.

Ameri: That, or one of those succubi that were summoned got angry when the lonely virgin wouldn't take care of the child and cursed humanity for all time.

Izuku: *face reddens even more* Ah-Ameri san, you seem pretty focused on that angle..

Ameri: It's a tragic love story! Two souls of earth and hell meet and the cruelty of humanity drives the vulnerable demon to near insanity!

Izuku: You know, you haven't explained how bloodlines were created either to begin with. *shows visible annoyance at her angle*

Ameri: The ongoing theory is demons with similar magic continuing intercorse until they combined it with their very blood. We would've shown images, but they tend to get a bit..graphic, and this is supposed to be a general audience fic.

Izuku: *nearly falls to the ground* I was unaware that we were going to talk about sex so much today, Ameri-san.

Ameri: It's genetics Izuku, what did you think we were going to discuss? How they'd interact with each other in a violent manner where quirked blood acts as a poisonous substance to any bloodline?

Izuku: Yes! Yes! I'd like to get on that topic! Anything other than deranged and kinky sex!

Ameri: *sputters* But it's general knowledge, how was any of that deranged or kinky!?

Izuku: ALL OF IT WAS DERANGED AND KINKY! WHEN YOU COMBINE SEX AND CURSES TOGETHER, IT'S IMMEDITELY LABLED KINKY AND DERANGED!

Ameri: Or maybe humans are just too soft for general demon knowledge.

Izuku: *sighs* Anyway, if quirked genes are poisonous to bloodlines, does that mean that humans grew these genetics to counter feedings from demons?

Ameri: Please, that would imply my papa was incapable of keeping the border in peace.

Izuku: Wasn't I sold off just three months ago?

Ameri: That's due to Sullivan having enough power to bypass most of the security, and your father created a 'legal' path for him to follow through.

Izuku: Doesn't that imply human/demon summoning itself is legal?

Ameri: … We're cutting this short.

Izuku: No wait-