Chapter 11

Disclaimer: I do not own My Hero Academia. I do however own the brat that is my OC, Asa.

Warnings: Training Montage, Dad Might, Dadzawa, Dad Nezu, death, another missed opportunity to make a joke, villains, blood, hints of abuse, bullying, and a littered beach (which I just now got the reference to the name...I am slow...).

A/N: 11 chapters. I never thought I would make it this far, but the love and support this fic has gotten has spurred it forward. Just 3 more chapters and it becomes the longest story I have written (I will get back to As Time Runs Out, I promise!). So far, I don't see an end to this fic yet, which in my opinion is a good thing. I do know that we will be getting to Class 1-A very soon.

And I just had a terrible thought that revolves around Monoma. It is a good thing that Kendo is class 1-B's big sis...

Anywho, slight spoiler aside, I would like to thank janus3997, ExtraordinaryPhantom, pokemansuperallstar, Kokoro-Sol, AmaltheaLuchiaAizen, MODdenial, Xx-ashes2ashes543-xX, animelove22, Ariette5, New Elements92, theLoverofAllThings, Flareblitz the God, TheGallopingCupcake, TentaiMahou98, devilhuntermistress, Sb2282490, Carayen, Russy Jayz21501, Uzumaki of authority, Blue-Dragon-570, Maximum Ride 12345, Melancholy's Sunshine, Deus Terran, UniqueSpeciesOfGabby, clockworkreaper, HankFlamion18, taylor3rolyat, frozenshadow56, Lttaco, TheBlackDagger456, Blacksmith8240, Agoge, becks121, KylarPierce Demonkid1, Crow's Apprentice, AzraelVoorhees, YukiNukki, Void Strife, StarryNyx, DoxheartForever, AngelaDiana, Darkmagianwygro, Nessiel, Kakashilover2221, PhantomDragonSlayer, LitchKing, xXkapow1227Xx, Evan Vergal, movielover9, Jack Harper1, alice fazio13, hoange, pedropedrin, KurtWaterDragon, sparkboygaming, Ayumu Narumi, bleach103, IAmTheTaintedAngel, theman1997, and alfagore for all the faves, follows, and reviews.

With the thank you's out of the way, let's reply to some reviews:

Guest: Hello and welcome to my fanfic, I hope you enjoyed it! Anyways, yes, Asa does deserve a good ol' Hickory Switch to the backside. But he will get his comeuppance...soon.

Maximum Ride12345: I am glad! And don't worry, Izuku will soon have the Dad Squad to protect him and make sure he is doing well, along with the couple of nuts that inhabit class 1-A to defend him. I...just don't know how to write Mineta...

LitchKing: I kid, I kid. I am not a villain. I am just a writer. And don't worry, Izuku has some good times for a while...

With that being said, let's get on with the story! PLUS ULTRA!

It was about 10:00 in the morning when Izuku got the text from All Might on where they were supposed to meet.

Meet me at 11:00 at Dagobah Municipal Beach Park.
-All Might
Sent at 10:00

Izuku thought to himself (Why would All Might want to meet there?), and decided to see for himself why All Might would choose that specific location. After all, Dagobah Beach was not the nicest beach in Musutafu. Garbage could be seen all up and down the shoreline. It was actually very sad for Izuku to see (he had heard once it used to be a very beautiful place...).

It didn't take him long to get to the beach. Izuku walked carefully down to the shoreling, trying not to trip over the sea of broken appliances along the way. It really was a sad sight. Due to ocean currents bringing in trash that was dumped in the water, people automatically assumed it was okay to continue to dump their garbage on the beach. He remembered the stories his mom would tell him, especially the one of how her and his father met.

Izuku didn't have long to dwell on the past, as a familiar blonde haired man came into view.

"A-all Mi..."

"Shhhhhhhh!" Toshinori carefully covered the boy's mouth, silencing him.

A couple of people had heard the teen and tried looking for the number 1 hero, but gave up completely when they couldn't find him.

"It wouldn't be beneficial for your training if people knew that All Might was here." The skeletal man explained, removing his hand from the boy's mouth. "I am sorry if I startled you."

"O-oh n-no, sir." Izuku replied, his green eyes sparkling with respect. "I understand."

"Good." Toshinori replied.

"But what should I refer to you, sir, if I have questions?" The green haired boy asked, tilting his head.

This took All Might by surprise.

"W-well, that is a good question," the blonde man said, only coughing up a small bit of blood.

He thought for a moment, know that the boy's knowledge of a name would be crucial for communication during training. The child seemed trustworthy, but could he fully trust Izuku with the one secret he held dear?

Toshinori decided to take the risk.

"Izuku, what I am about to tell you is not to leave this beach." He said with a serious look on his face, "it is not to be told to anyone, nor put in your Hero Analysis journal as info."

Izuku nodded, silently vowing not to break the hero's trust. Seeing this, All Might continued.

"My civilian name is Toshinori Yagi." He said softly. He hoped he was making the right decision. "Please refer to me as Toshinori when we are out in public. If you ever see me as All Might, you can use my hero name."

"Y-yes sir, Mr. Toshinori." Izuku said with a big grin, it wasn't every day that someone trusted him with a secret like that (the last person was Mr. Aizawa). "I promise not to tell a soul that you and All Might are the same person."

"Good," Toshinori said, returning Izuku's grin. "Now, let's begin your training!"

"Yes sir!" Izuku replied, before adding, "But why did you want to meet here?"

"Every hero should not be above helping people out in the small ways." Toshinori explained. "From helping the elderly cross the street to saving lost pets to cleaning up a park, a hero is always ready to lend a helping hand."

The number 1 hero let out a sigh.

"But, sadly, a lot of these rookie heroes and pros have forgotten that and seem to focus on the bigger picture." The man explained. "The way to build a positive reputation with the populace is to focus on the little picture as well."

All Might looked Izuku in the eye.

"That is why we are here!" The pro hero said, with his signature grin returning. "You are going to clean up the beach!"

"B-by myself?!" Izuku stammered. "But I can't..."

"Now, now, Young Midoriya, don't get ahead of yourself just yet." Toshinori interuppted. "There is a saying that 'Rome wasn't built in a day' and neither are muscles. But if you work hard and stay on the training regamin that I give you, you'll be ready to inherit One for All and the entrance exams for UA."

"R-right..." Izuku replied, a little downtrodden.

All Might took note of this and knew that he had to also help build up the boy's confidence as well.

"Don't worry, Young Midoriya, I will be right here to coach you." Toshinori added with a smile. "We will get you ready for UA in no time."

The training began in earnest. For the first couple of days, Izuku struggled with moving some of the heavier pieces of garbage. So All Might had him try moving the lighter bits first. Or, at least, what he considered smaller.

By the fifth day, Izuku was feeling like he wasn't getting anything done.

Look at you, Quirkless, you can't even clean up a beach right...
No, shut up...
Your precious hero will see that you are not worth the hassle of training and give up on you...
You're wrong...

Toshinori looked at the time on his phone and saw that it was getting late.

"Young Midoriya, I think that this is a good time to call it a night, wouldn't you agree?" The hero asked, searching for his young ward. "Young Midoriya? Izuku?"

Toshinori looked up and down the area that they were cleaning. When he finally spotted the boy, it looked like he was having a bit of a struggle, both physically and mentally. Knowing that this type of situation was very delicate, All Might gently called out to the boy, using his name.

"Izuku, it is time to go home." The pro hero said. "You did a good job today."

Not knowing if his words were reaching the boy, Toshinori placed his hand carefully on the boy's shoulder.

"Let's take you home for the night," He said, his words seeming to reach the boy.

"A-are you sure?" Izuku asked, finally looking his hero in the eyes.

Toshinori could see the doubt and fear in Izuku's eyes. He silently cursed himself, swearing that he would do better to protect the boy.

"Yes," the blonde hero said. "We can continue tomorrow, after you are done with classes."

"O-okay." Izuku murmured.

"I'll walk you home." Toshinori stated, as he led the way back to the Midoriya's home.

Elsewhere...

"Hmmm...Mr. Kurogiri, did Master say when I would be getting my 'reward'?" came a voice over a phone.

Kurogiri sighed. The villain known as Chinmoku was certainly a headache to deal with.

"After you got your task done, Chinmoku." The warp gate user replied, trying not to let his frustration come through to his voice. He had patience to spare, thanks to his dealings with Shigaraki, but even that was beginning to wane.

"Ah, just double checking," came the reply. Kurogiri could hear the sarcasm oozing in the other's voice.

He had never officially met Chinmoku, only dealing with him on the phone, issuing the Master's orders. But there was one thing that Kurogiri could say about the infuriating villain: He got the job done.

Reports of supposed suicides popped up around the city and Kurogiri knew that the Master would be pleased.

Izuku rushed to UA after Aldera Middle School let out for the day, hoping that he would not be late for his tutoring sessions with Mr. Aizawa and the other heroes. He made sure that he had his special pass with him before he entered the gates, and he kept on running.

As he passed by a couple of students and rounded a corner, Izuku silently prayed that noone would notice the time.

"Late again, young Izuku?" Came a voice from his backpack. Out popped Principal Nezu with a grin (how did he get in there?!). "There is also no running in the halls."

"S-sorry, sir." Midoriya replied, slowing down. "I wasn't trying to break the rules on purpose sir."

"I know, young Izuku," The small principal (Izuku had given up wondering what he was a while back) replied, his grin never leaving his face. "It is alright. I know that Shouta will not be mad if I am with you."

Izuku proceeded to follow the principal the rest of the way to where class 1-A met. The classroom, though the faces of the students in it had changed, looked the same as it did that day when Izuku was only 5 years old.

"So what lesson do you have today, young Izuku?" Nezu asked, small eyes glittering mischieviously. Midoriya was a little nervous.

"Um, I know I have math with Mr. Ectoplasm, and modern Literature with Present Mic." The boy replied. "Mr. Aizawa said that he would help with any
questions I had on my homework from school."

"That sounds wonderful." Nezu said, "enjoy your time learning!"

With that, the principal left. Izuku was only alone for a bit, until Mr. Aizawa came walking in.

"How are you today, Midoriya?" The pro hero asked, sleepily.

"I am doing fine, sir." Izuku replied.

Aizawa took a moment to study the boy, noticing some newer bruises under his uniform sleeves.

"Midoriya, what are those?" The dark haired man asked, using every ounce of self control to not wrap the boy up in bubble wrap and send him straight down to Recovery Girl's office.

"What are..." Midoriya began, until he noticed his teacher's gaze. "Oh, I must of gotten these while training."

The boy began to laugh warily. Aizawa had more questions for him, but they would have to wait until after the boy's lessons were done.

End of Chapter 11

A/N (P.S. Edition): Heheh...so this chapter is kinda everywhere...and I didn't go into full training montage like I promised...I am sorry.

But I hope that you guys will enjoy this chapter anyways.

See you next time!