I am back my friends! My week away was nice and now I am ready to write more and get this story out for y'all. I can not garuntee any sort of steady schedual to be honest but I will try to have updates be frequent enough from now on. Anyways, this is my most dialouge heavy chapter yet so please tell me if any of it feels stilted or strange. Either way, onto the story.

Izuku stared at All Might, an awkward feeling in his gut after uttering his refusal for the power that the man wanted to grant him, gulping a bit before letting out an awkward sigh waving his arms around wildly as he spoke some more.

"That, that is not to say that I don't appreciate your offer All Might! Or that I refuse to be the successor to One for all if you really think I am the best one to do but right now...I don't think it would be the best thing for me to accept right now." He gave the symbol of peace a slight bow before he looked up cautiously to see the man waiting for an explanation. Standing back up in full, not a bit more relaxed he looked into his savior's earnest eyes as he spoke once more.

"Right now after that incident, I sort of feel like this is an impulse decision by you and it seems like you are choosing me just from seeing one act of heroism and I honestly...Don't believe I deserve something as great as One for All right now if you still feel this way months down the line after I have gotten experience as a hero and through a few more trials I would gladly accept it. Besides" Izuku then held up his arm and let the sleeve fall, showing off the symbols of his hard work and determination over the years, the sunset behind them making his web shooter reflect the golden light and his well built and sculpted muscle glistened a bit with the sweat from the day's actions.

"I have worked myself half to death every day for almost all my life at this point in order to catch up with the talented and those with amazing quirks like Kaa-chan and right now I..I want to prove that it wasn't all for nothing and that I can be just as valid a hero as them even without a quirk and just suddenly gaining one after all this time and have it be as powerful as yours. I feel like it would be giving into every jab at my dream saying to the world that I couldn't make it without a quirk no matter how hard I tried so... Sorry but I have to refuse your offer for now, at least until I can get into UA or another school with my own powers, is that fine with you All Might?"

Toshinori was a little stunned by the young man's answer, he hadn't expected the young man to even hesitate, much less flat out refuse and now while he could force the power onto the young man or trick him into taking it in. All Might knew he could never do that, he could never even validate the thought of destroying this young man's principles for what he believed to be was right. Shaking his head a bit in disbelief he put his palm right up into his forehead.

"Yeah kid, that is fine. What kind of a hero would I be if I disrespected yourself like that, I am confident you will prove yourself good enough for my power either way so go on with what you were doing."

"Oh, also if I would get such an influx of power I would need to make sure with my Sensei that it would be fine on my body! Sorry about that, though I promise you can trust him with your secret, he would never tell it to a soul if he promised to keep it secret. I was on my way to his dojo for the weekend either way so please come with me to talk about it with him." After making his request Izuku clapped his hands together and bowed once more in respect, hoping the man would be fine with this. It would just be a meeting in this civilian form right now anyways.

"Of course, though I will have to test if he really is trustworthy as you say he is before telling him everything. I wouldn't dream of messing up your training, especially if it was that training that let you deal with the sludge villain in the way you did. So lead the way, young man."

With a curt nod and straightening of his spine, Izuku started to walk the rest of the way to the impressive Dojo, standing out in the middle of the suburban sprawl with the ten-foot-tall marble walls and a giant wooden gate. The thing was a scene straight out of a movie to most people walking by, but to Izuku, it was his second home. All Might seemed a little surprised as he approached the large wooden gate. Maybe it was because the Dojo was such an unusual sight in this side of town away from the typical hero offices?

"Oh let me get the door for you Mr...Tabun, it can be a little heavy and I am not sure how much strength you have being as injured as you are." Izuku then let out a breath and with a little bit of struggle, started to swing the large solid pinewood door inwards, as it swung the scene of a two-story Edo-style house in the middle of a large yard filled with training posts and a few training grounds. Stepping in afterward, Izuku let out a gasp as he was suddenly tackled by a brown and magenta blur, falling down to the ground with a hard thud.

"Izuku you idiot! Going in there and risking your life like some...Some protagonist right from your damn comic books. We just saw the report on your little stunt...Didn't you know you could have easily died there if All Might didn't intervene!" Bulu was currently burying her head in his chest while lightly hitting it as punishment.

"Ah but...You do know that hero work will have me doing things like that all the time? Also if I didn't get in there than Kaa-chan might have died or gotten seriously hurt which I know you wouldn't have forgiven me for if you saw me there." Izuku awkwardly pet the girl's head to hopefully calm her down some while he talked.

"I know about that, but... That doesn't mean I have to like it with you two idiots out there risking your lives constantly, hell right now I am worried that Katsuki is going to do something twice as dangerous just to prove he is still the number one stupidly courageous knucklehead when compared to you." The girl started to calm down some before she hugged the boy tightly before releasing him and finally looking up to see the new visitor.

"Oh, hey , how have you been? Dad has been wondering when you would come in for your next, by the way, you really should come more often given the hole in your stomach." Suddenly realizing what she just said, Bulu clasped her hands over her mouth before blushing and removing herself from Kenichi's lap the girl stood up while looking between the two surprised men.

"W-wait, my boy are you Fumai's disciple that he keeps telling me about whenever I come over to visit?"

Izuku was staring up at All Might as he slowly started to get himself back up from the ground, his mind processing the new information. If...If Bulu knew about All Might's condition then they must have been good friends and that meant his teacher knew All Might all along and... He recalled it, four years ago the special guest they had at dinner.

"Wait...That's where I have seen you before! We had dinner here years ago! I knew I had seen your face before but I couldn't exactly place where now it makes sense, you were coming over to check up with Sensei that night weren't you?" His eyes then widened a bit as he realized that his teacher knew how much he admired All Might, and arranged him to have dinner with the man before when in a state that was unrecognizable from his hero form. Grumbling a bit in frustration he shook his head at his Sensei's actions.

"Probably found it funny too."

"Dinner? Wait Izuku was it? You were the kid that ate all the Katsudon that night? Man have you grown up in the past four years, I didn't even recognize you as one of my best friend's disciple. Sorry for that."

Nodding slightly, Izuku got himself up and headed off to the training grounds to get himself well and ready to train his ass off today while Toshinori headed towards the main Dojo building to face his friend with his decision, the floorboards of the old house creaking underneath his foot's weight and making it so that no stealthy approach would ever work here.

"Izuku? Is that you finally? You know that Fumai doesn't like it when you are so late but I guess it can't be helped with what happened today" A mature female voice rang out and opened one of the shoji doors to reveal the Raven-Haired beauty behind it, who's eyes widened seeing the man.

"Oh, Toshi are you here for a checkup with Fumai? I mean after what happened earlier today I wouldn't blame you for the unexpected visit, though have you seen our Disciple around here? He was one of the boys you saved today" The woman wiped her hands off with a cloth towel, the remains of vegetable juices coming off the pristine skin and Hane stood proud before the hero, the mirror image of her daughter other than her darker hair and pristine blue eyes.

"Oh, I wasn't here to talk about my injury actually, I need to talk to your husband about some other things, and as for young Izuku I believe I saw him heading off to the training grounds to start today's exercises," Toshinori spoke to the woman in front of him with a soft kindness, glad to see her years of being a homekeeper hadn't diminished the woman's well-trained body at least from the outward appearances.

"All right, I will go get the windbag for you two to talk before setting Bulu on finishing up dinner. Will you be joining us tonight Toshi? I am sure Izuku would be happy to talk hero stuff with you at the table." The woman gave her old friend a smile before calling her husband and setting about getting things ready for Izuku's as the man came in. Fumai entering the room with a jolly look in his eyes that almost died when looking into Toshinori's, expecting to see the husk of a heroic ideal his friend had become.

"Ah, I see you have met Izuku I always hoped that he would be good for you if you ever met. Glad to see you with that fire again though." Fumai guided the hero into a private room, where the walls were quite a bit thicker here compared to the rest of the house. Sitting down on a cushion across from Fumai, Toshinori gave the martial artist a nod.

"From what you said I assume you know why I am here? I chose young Midoriya to receive one for all. Though he said he needed his master's approval first in case it did anything strange with his body." The blond man spoke clearly and concisely as always, making Fumai sigh some before leaning forward on his fist, propped up on his leg.

"I bet he also rejected you for his ideas right Toshi? Come on man you don't have to be so formal and stiff when talking to me you know? I mean I knew you back when you were just quirkless Toshinori Yagi, fumbling around with your master as we spared together." The man chuckled a bit at that, gaining a nostalgic look in his eye when he talked.

Toshinori for one was taken a little aback by the man's behavior though he couldn't see the fault in his old friend's logic so the thin man let out his own sigh before nodding at his friend's assessment.

"Yes, I was rejected by your disciple on his want to prove himself though he did say he would take me up after he feels like he proved himself and had your approval. You know what gaining One for All can do to his body, and I trust that you have already trained him well enough to receive it without any more training from me?" He relaxed as he spoke to his friend, glad that he was in a somewhat safe place for once, leaning back and letting out a sigh of stress before he felt the familiar pain in his chest and raised a fist to cough blood into it, wiping the residue on his stained shorts after he was good to talk again.

"Yeah, Izuku's body is well built to receive the torch without any problems and I won't need to really adjust my training to it thankfully because I know how that power works from all the damn surgeries I had to perform on you, though I can not give my permission for you to pass it off onto him just yet.." His eyes transitioned from their casual way of speaking to a steely resolve for an instant, their hazel coloring focusing right into Toshinori's sunken irises when he did so.

"And why is that? Do you think he can not handle the responsibility of power? It is quite a heavy burden to shift onto oneself without knowing enough about it, or perhaps you don't want him being personally taught by another sensei?"

"You of all people should know how bullshit that sounds Toshi, you know damn well that I don't care about him having more than one master if it will improve my student's growth. It also isn't a problem of responsibility as I am confident that my boy can take it in stride as he has done with everything else life threw at him."

"Then what is it? Why won't you let me pass the torch onto your student in good conscience? " Now Toshinori was confused again, sure he would have understood it if his friend was talking about the young man's own mental state.

"It is you that I am worried about Toshinori, you said that you would become his teacher when passing it onto him but do you know the first thing about teaching someone? If you can answer me yes to that question honestly then I would feel a bit better about letting Izuku have One for all but we both know that isn't true right?"

Toshinori flinched at those words, well... Fumai wasn't wrong he guessed, he couldn't very well become a teacher without knowing anything about it, which made his current employment situation a bit awkward. Catching Fumai getting up out of his eye, the top hero took the offered hand up and let himself be guided throughout the dojo while thinking about what he needed to do and stopped when they got to the courtyard.

Within said courtyard was a surprising sight, with the young man hanging off a bar ten feet in the air, what looked like two iron chains dangled from his wrists, connecting down to a pair of sizable iron balls with "determination" and "focus" written on their surfaces Izuku himself was struggling as he did crunch ups, lifting the entire weight of the balls with heavily strained arms and chest muscles. Letting his eyes track up from those arms, Toshinori saw Hane standing next to the boy with a riding crop that would slam right into Izuku's chest whenever he took too long to put himself back up or down.

Though Toshinori had seen Midoriya's arms before, he had to cringe away at the sight of the boy's chest which was covered in small burns and welts as well as a few shallow cuts, all of which were in the middle of healing when Hane slammed her weapon down on the student's chest.

"You see that Toshi? His wounds are all shallow and will heal within the week under my care thankfully but can you see what he is putting himself through to reach beyond his station in life?" Turning towards his friend, Fumai lay a hand on the thin man's shoulder to call his attention as he spoke.

"I know you have suffered much the same, and that you do have the drive to match him when it comes to heroic resolve, but until you show that same level of devotion when it comes to teaching I will not allow him to receive One for All from you. I know you took the job at UA, so I don't expect you to show favoritism towards him but I do need to see you care for all the students that come under your ward." He paused for All Might to comment, but when he heard none he decided to continue.

"You will be teaching sixty different children to come next spring, including my own ward. And each one will need a slightly different approach in order to bring out their true heroic nature and have that refined to a razor's edge before they are sent out into the world to protect others. Do you think you can serve them perfectly as you are right now?"

Toshinori took a moment to process the words of Fumai, he had accepted the position in order to look for a successor and while yes he knew that he needed to teach others, he had planned on flowing with it naturally like he always did. Though it was clear from the tone of his friend's voice that would not work, if he did this wrong he could ruin children's aspirations of becoming heroes just like him.

"H-honestly no, I don't think I can teach my future students well enough at all. If you were to throw a class at me I would likely fumble around trying to figure anything out to help them. That doesn't mean I can't train for that though just like I can train anything else."

"Glad to hear that response Toshi, otherwise I would be worried that being the top hero for so long made you arrogant. So, you will be doing your best to become a good teacher for the students next year. Though if Izuku suddenly develops a quirk after more than a year of being in UA it would come off as suspicious. Though if we do it early enough in his first year it can be written off as a sudden mutation in response to the intense stress of UA's teachings."

"Are you saying there is a time limit on when you will let me pass on the torch to young Midoriya? When do you think that would be?" Toshinori gulped at that fact, wondering how long he had to become a semi-decent instructor to the youth of Japan, and if he would need to find another person suitable to receive his power.

"Yes, in order to avoid revealing One for All to the world I think there needs to be a time limit... How about the sports festival? The week after the sports festival is the latest possible time it can be passed on without causing too much suspicion it also gives my disciple an opportunity to prove himself like he wants to."

"Sports festival it is then, now I have a question for you Fumai...When the hell did you start speaking like a sagely master? What happened to the boy who was stumbling over his words trying to speak to his crush?" The blond chuckled at that as he shook his head, the man really had gone through a transformation since their middle school years together.

"Oh? Well, I guess I just kind of had to adapt and become one when I saw a kid just like you and me, begging for anyone to support their dream and help them in earnest." He gave a soft chuckle in time with Toshinori before the soft cry of his daughter, announcing that dinner was ready made a soft grin appear on his face.

"I also guess that getting with said crush and becoming a father had something to do with it as well. Now come on man, we need to get some food in the half of your stomach what wasn't destroyed by you know who." Putting his arm around Toshinori, the two old friends walked towards the dining room together, chatting away like they were teenagers again.