Chapter 15
Disclaimer: I wish I owned My Hero Academia...but I don't. I only own the brat that is Asa.
Warning: Dadzawa, Dad Mic, All Might getting punched, screaming villainous toddlers, Kurogiri not having enough booze in his bar to deal with said toddlers, Midoriya hurting himself, verbal abuse, Aoyama, another voice in Midoriya's head, and hints at another ability.
A/N: Chapter 15 is here! I didn't know how long I should of waited after writing 14. I should of waited, but after watching more of season 3 and falling in love all over again with Christopher Sabat as All Might, I was inspired to write. That and Dadzawa, the UNITED STATES OF SMASH, and I could go on forever about it, but I won't.
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Now on the the replies for reviews:
YukiNikki: Thank you for pointing that out. As soon as I read your review, I made the proper change from "All for One" to "One for All". Though nothing I can say can justify that mistake. Not only did I do it once (at the end of the preview), I did it early during Izuku's interaction with Bakugo. It was all poor planning on my end. So I thank you again and hope you enjoy the story.
And I promise to try and not misname One for All again.
Devonte316: Awe, thank you. I have no plans on dropping this story, and there are more exciting things on the way!
I love the idea of kitty-Izuku. And the idea of him being wrapped up in Aizawa's scarf is equal parts adorable and hilarious. Which is why I keep using the imagery. Hehehehe. I would honestly love it if someone drew fanart of this story, especially of that.
Thank you again for the encouragement!
I know I said in an earlier chapter that I tend to make errors. But something like what YukiNikki pointed out is an error I don't mind having people point out to me right away. So please, feel free to help me with my story in that way...like most of my other stories I have written, I have no beta reader to have check this out, so there is probably a whole lot of errors.
To say Shouta Aizawa was pissed off was an understatment. He was furious. Furious that a prospective hero would bring down an innocent, furious that he couldn't protect Midoriya, and furious that All Might would put the boy into harm's way.
If only he could...
No, Aizawa thought to himself as he slackened in the other's grip. I can't single one potential hero out of another.
The other teachers relaxed their grip as the stoic home room teacher calmed down. Or so they hoped.
Without missing a beat, Aizawa punched Toshinori in the jaw. The observation room feel silent. Only the sound of All Might's tired chuckle filled the room.
"I deserved that." The number one hero replied, a tired smile filling his face.
Aizawa grumbled.
"There will be more than that next time." The dark haired hero promised darkly, as he sat back down and resumed to watch the exams.
"S-sorry..." Midoriya replied shyly, not noticing the looks the bespectacled teen was receiving.
Seeing the boy shrink into himself, Present Mic mentally cursed that it seemed like he was back to square one with the boy. Not wanting to call Izuku out any
more, he began to redirect the subject.
"Yes, well only only three of the faux villains are worth any points and they are ranked by those points." The DJ hero explained. "The fourth is worth zero
points."
The examinees mumbled amongst themselves. The glasses wearing student nodded and began to sit dowm.
"Ah, I see," He said sternly. "So it would appear that one is a red herring."
Present Mic nodded. With the accusations dying down, he looked to see if Midoriya was alright. He wasn't.
The fluffy haired boy was still shrinking into himself. Present Mic continued on, he would have to catch the boy later.
"And with that being said, LET'S GET THIS SHOW ON THE ROAD!" The blonde hero exclaimed.
As all the students began to file out of the auditorium, Izuku felt an all to familiar hand on his shoulder. Turning to look, he saw Bakugo (calmangerfearexcitementprotection?) standing behind him.
"K-kacchan?!" The green haired teen stammered. "W-what is it?"
"Deku," Bakugo said (confusion?hurt?pride?), scarlet eyes boring into watery emerald ones. "I...wouldn't blame you if you backed down now. I am sure that your mother would appreciate not losing her son today."
Katsuki thought he was trying to help and he honestly meant it. But Izuku didn't take it that way. Hurt, he twisted his body out of the explosive teen's grasp.
"I-I can't do that, Kacchan." Izuku said, trying to keep his voice from breaking. "I am going to be a hero."
Bakugo glared at the boy, causing him to wimper.
"Fine." The blonde teen growled. "Get yourself killed, you damn shitty nerd!"
Izuku tried to keep his legs from giving way, as the explosive teen stalked away making his way to the entry of the next stage of the exam, but he couldn't stop them from shaking.
What should I do? The green haired teen thought to himself, What did I do to deserve his anger this time?
Swallowing his fear, Izuku started to make his way to the next exam stage. He was stopped by another (sorrowfulkindhurtproud) grip on his shoulder. Fearing who it could be, Izuku slowly turned around, only to see that it was Present Mic who had him.
"Hey, there young listener." Present Mic said with a gentle smile. "Sure is nice to see you tuning into the program today."
"Y-you're welcome, sir." Midoriya replied, slighty wondering why Present Mic stopped him.
"Now just remember to try your best." Hizashi added. "That is all we ask of you, young Midoriya."
It was then Izuku knew. Present Mic was, in a way, saying that they were not going to leave him behind if he failed. The staff at UA became like family to former Quirkless boy. If he couldn't get into UA, they would help him find where he would fit in.
"Th-thank you, sir!" Midoriya beamed, seeming to forget the encounter he had earlier with the boy with the glasses and with Kacchan.
Present Mic returned the boy's smile with one of his own. He wished him luck and headed out to his next position.
You need to get going, young one...
With his next steps, Izuku made his first steps on his journey.
Elsewhere...
"Mr. Kurogiri! Tomura is being mean!" The sound of someone annoying wormed its way to the warp gate user's unseen ears.
"..." Kurogiri didn't have enough booze in the bar to deal with this right now.
The supposed Phantom of Mustafa was acting like a child who's toy was taken away. He couldn't deal with two of them. Tomura Shigaraki was problem
enough.
"Kurogiri, why do we have to work with this fool?" Shigaraki growled.
"..." Seriously, there was not enough booze.
"Mr. Kurogiri!" Chinmoku whined.
The warp gate user wondered what god he had angered to deserve this.
"Kurogiri!" Shigaraki was growling even more.
Kurogiri was going to find more booze. He was going to need it.
At Battlefield Gamma...
Izuku soon joined the others at the enterance of the battlefield. Looking around, he saw the other prospective students and how much more prepared they were. Some of them (he was looking at prissy looking blonde with a wierd looking belt) even had equipment to help amplify their quirks. He could feel the nervousness boil in his stomach. He searched for something, or someone, familiar to help calm him. Soon the sight of a familiar brunette came into his view. It was the nice girl he had met before the exam!
Ah, its her! Izuku thought, I have to thank her!
But before he could walk over to her, a firm (sternseriousscared?) hand gripped his shoulder. He turned to look and saw the boy who had called him out in front of everyone.
"Wha..."
"It looks like she is trying to focus." The stern male said, "It would be very rude for you to interrupt her."
Izuku could hear the unspoken question: "Are you trying to cause her to fail?"
"A-ah, s-sorry..." Izuku stammered.
He could feel the gazes of everyone else upon him as well, knowing that they were feeling lucky that they weren't the ones being singled out.
"You..."
Whatever else he was going to say was cut off by Present Mic's voice.
"And go!" The DJ hero called out. "In a real battle, there are no countdowns."
izuku could hear the sadistic glee that crept up in the hero's voice. I am going to hear about this later...
His train of thought was broken as he was surrounded by the others running past him. Not wanting to be left behind, Izuku ran forward. Dodging everything from quirks to falling debris, he ran forward hoping to get some points.
When he turned the corner, Izuku was confronted by a 1 point faux villian. But before he could react, a shining laser-like beam shot forth and destroyed the robot.
"Heh, merci for being a distraction for moi!" It was the prissy blonde from before. "But I feel like we will not meet again. Adieu!"
Not meet again? Izuku fretted. He needed to get at least one point. He had to! He had come all this way not to fail.
Calm down young one...
Midoriya kept running, searching for anything to get him points. He saw the nice girl taking down some of the faux villains and keeping track of her score aloud.
"23."
Izuku couldn't believe it. 23 points?! He had to get some points. Feeling the rush of wind blowing past him, Midoriya looked to see the glasses wearing student running past him, using the engines in his legs to propel him into his targets.
"48."
4-48?! He knew he had to find points soon, or his dream of being a hero would end here.
Meanwhile...
In the observation room, the faculty were observing the participants closely, each remarking how each were using their strengths to the fullest.
But it seemed like they could not see what they were searching for.
"A hero must be prepared for any type of situation." Nezu observed, readying to release the next obstacle the children would face. "Let's see how they handle this."
Pressing the button, the heroes could only hope that their expectations would be met.
All Might could only hope that Young Midoriya would be safe.
The examinees stopped their attacks as a rumbling sound approached them. They could only stare in horror as a giantic robot came around the corner of building. It was the Zero pointer.
Remembering what they had been told, the majority of prospective heroes turned and ran. They were not going to risk their lives bring that monstrosity down.
Izuku was going to run as well, but he couldm't bring himself to run. He legs refused to move.
Stop and think, young one. What would a hero do?
The fluffy haired boy was shaking, he knew that he could get seriously hurt if...
"Ouch..."
At the sound of a now familiar voice, Izuku looked to see that the nice girl was trapped underneath some of the rubble caused by the robot's appearance. His mind was conflicted between saving himself or helping someone he didn't know.
Izuku could only stare helplessly as the giant zero pointer loomed over the girl. Everyone else was running to get out of its range, but he couldn't bring his legs to move in the opposite direction. Images of Kacchan being engulfed in the slime villain's grasp flash in his mind, as All Might's words came back to him:
"You do not see the difference between those with power and those who don't when there is a need for help..."
With those words ringing in his ears, Izuku found himself moving towards the one who helped him, with the power of One for All surging through him, propelling himself forward towards the poor girl.
Running past the other examinees, Midoriya couldn't see the looks that he was getting, especially from the glasses wearing boy. The look of shock crossed his face as he watched the once shy boy, rushing to save another. Did he misjudge him? Did he also miss the true purpose of the exam? For the first time in a long time, Tenya Iida was left confused.
Prepping himself, Izuku could feel the power of One for All build up in his legs. When it reached the apex, he launched himself towards the automaton.
As soon as he was airborn, Izuku focused the power in his right arm, preparing for his attack.
That is it, young one...
"SMASH!" He cried, connecting with the robot, destroying it.
Izuku could barely believe what just happened. He used his Quirk...and he was falling. Looking at his arm and glancing at his legs, he could see that they were broken. But he couldn't feel any of the pain that should of been coursing through him.
It must be because of adrenaline, Midoriya thought, remembering something that Recovery Girl told him about adrenaline and and pain. I must be experiencing an adrenaline rush...
As his body got closer to the ground, regret began to fill Izuku's mind. He had just got to the starting line for his hero career and now he was failing All Might and the other's that helped him get to this point.
He began to calculate how he would save himself, knowing that if he used One for All too early or too late, he would be dead.
But before he could do anything, Izuku could feel the smack of hand hit his face. It was the nice girl, using her Quirk to save the falling boy once again.
Meanwhile, back in the observation room...
Cementoss had to create a barrier between Aizawa and All Might. As soon as he had seen Izuku use One for All, Shouta flew into a rage.
"How dare you choose him?!" The dark haired teacher growled.
Toshinori cringed as Aizawa swung at him. Dodging him, Toshinori couldn't blame him. All Might knew what could happen in the short time he and Young Midoriya trained.
And while the other teachers were trying to keep the two apart, Nezu couldn't help but be proud that both Midoriya and the girl proved that they could be heroes. They had the personalities and hearts for the work.
Back at the exam...
Barely holding it, the nice girl released her Quirk as soon as they were closer to the ground. Feeling the overuse of her Quirk getting to her, the girl could feel
her stomach empty itself onto the ground.
Meanwhile, the pain finally caught up to Izuku, resulting in him passing out. The last thing he thought was: I'm...glad she is s-safe...
Making her rounds, Recovery Girl was making her way checking on the students and seeing who was in most need of help. Anyone who was fine received gummies from the elderly nurse. She could hear the students talking amongst themselves, wondering who she was (The answer came from the prissy male with the navel laser. He had said that she was the back bone of UA and the reason that they could hold the exams the way they did). Coming upon Midoriya, she could only shake her head sadly. It wasn't fair that the boy put himself through so much trauma to prove that he could be a hero.
Activating her Quirk, her lips extended to plant a kiss on Izuku's head (causing some of the other candidates to jump back in shock). She felt bad for the poor boy. She would have to ask Aizawa or Nezu (definitely Nezu, Aizawa would make things so much worse than what it was...) to contact Inko about her son. He would have to spend the night in the infirmary over night, just in case there was other trauma that would need extra healing.
Izuku was in pain, even more than what Asa would do to him. Opening his eyes slowly, he saw that he was in a familiar looking space of UA'S infirmary. Trying to remember how he got there, Izuku saw the door open and the elderly nurse enter in.
"How are you feeling, Izuku?" She asked with a gentle smile on her face.
"I am feeling alright, ma'am." Midoriya replie. "W-what happened?"
Recovery Girl wondered how much she should tell the boy.
"You got a small injury while taking the exam." She replied. "We just needed to keep an eye on you for a bit."
"Oh, okay." Midoriya replied.
Recovery Girl, satisfied with how Izuku was acting, knew it was ok to send the boy home.
"Your mother will be here soon to pick you up." She explained. "And you will be receiving the results of the your exams in a few days' time."
"Thank you, Recovery Girl." Midoriya answered, as he left for home.
He hoped that his dream would come true.
End of Chapter 15
A/N: So, yeah that happened...and once again there are now regrets. (except for causing Midoriya more pain that what he already goes through in the anime/manga.
Anywho, so there is now a new voice that inhabits Midoriya's mind. But this one is different from Asa's. It cares about Midoriya. I wonder where it came from...And no our precious boy is not crazy.
As for the listing of the emotions after certain interactions, is more for Izuku being empathetic. He had to be to read Asa's moods. I like the idea.
Hopefully, you like it too.
Like I mentioned above, I would love to see fanart for this fic. Especially of kittyIzuku wrapped in Aizawa's scarf, it would be cute. If you need to reach me, I have a deviantart page under the same username. Or send me a pm.
Forgive my ramblings.
See you next time!
Preview (?!):
Izuku's sadness was overwhelming. He know he did not get enough points. He had failed his mentor. He had failed his mother. Bakugo was right.
No...
He was useless. He continued to stare at the fish his mother prepared for dinner. What was he going to do now?
"Izuku. Izuku." His mother called, afraid for her son's sanity...