HalfafanD: Ah yeah! Another chapter! Let's go! I'm ready! *flexes noodle arm*
Part of the reason I'm so motivated to write is because I need more Dad Might in my life. I've read EVERY fanfic I could on both FanFiction and Archive of Our Own. I've caught up with the manga too. And now I'm waiting for Season 4 like a maniac needing their next fix. I'm out of of material. I tried to search some more with key phrases and adjusting the categories, but I ended up with IzukuXAll Might All MightXIzuku stuff. O_o
AAAARRRRGGGGEEEE!!!! MY EYES!!!! IT BUUUURRRRRNNNNSSSS!!!!
LOL! So I'm writing this to rid myself of those images. BEGONE THOUGHT!
Anyway, on with the chapter!
Disclaimer: I don't own My Hero Academia/Boku No Hero Academia. Rights go to Kōhei Horikoshi.
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"What did the file say about him?"
"Just his description. Things like hair and eye color. His blood type too. The only real info I got was his name." Midoriya explained. "Someone named Toshinori Yagi."
All Might broke into a series of coughs, blood spattering all over.
Izuku's eyes widened in alarm. "Are you ok?!" His mentor had never coughed that violently before. Was his condition worsening?
All Might dismissed his concerns with a wave. His other hand kept firmly on his mouth as he tried to smother the coughs, attempting to calm them down. "Ah, I'm fine, my boy. Really. Just a tickle in the back of my throat."
"Are you sure? Should I get Recovery Girl?" His student asked worriedly.
"It's alright." All Might assured him. "I may be retired but I still got some fight in these old bones."
Midoriya wasn't dissuaded, but nor did he protest. Instead, he sat quietly and began carefully observing his teacher. As if the slightest sign of another coughing fit would warrant him an excuse to drag the retired hero to the nurse's office.
All Might quickly deflected. "S-So, back to the files. You said you wanted to meet your biological father?"
His pupil nodded. "I've been going back and forth trying to decide if it's best for me to do that. On one hand I really want to meet him and get to know him. But considering he's my father because of a sperm donation, it's more than likely that he doesn't care about me at all. I just don't know."
The elder cleared his throat. "Well, I wouldn't worry about it too much. It's been years right? A lot can happen in that time. You don't even know if he's still around anymore."
"Oh." He didn't even consider that.
All Might glanced at the clock. Lunch period was nearly over. He stood. "In any case, I think it's great that you want to reach out and connect with this branch of your family. But remember that you have a life of your own. You don't have to drop everything just to search for this mystery man."
Midoriya nodded.
"My advice, entertain the idea and talk it over with your mother. Just don't let it rule your life. Give it time. Who knows, maybe the answer will fall right into your lap one day."
"Yeah, thanks All Might." He felt better all ready. His mentor was right. He was thinking about everything too much. Best to let things run their course.
"Anytime." The hero grinned. "Now get out of here kid. Don't want to be late."
"Right." Izuku quickly gathered his things and exited the small office. "See you later."
The boy then happily made his way to his next class. All Might was right. He could always find out who his dad was another time. His life was here, training to the best of his ability to become the next number one hero.
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Once Young Midoriya left the room, blood gushed from All Might's mouth. He leaned on the sofa's arm rest for support, too shell-shocked to stand up straight.
How? How was this possible? How in the world could Young Midoriya be his son?!
Now, he wasn't a virgin or anything. But the last time he had sex was years ago. If Midoriya was born from one of those one-night stands, the boy would be much older. Plus he never even met his protégé's mother until the dorms discussion. And he never donated his... seminal fluid. So how the hell did his semen end up in a sperm bank of all places?
A familiar face flashed before Toshinori's eyes. A green-haired, bespectacled face.
Wait, if he remembered correctly...
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Nighteye sat at his desk, his eyes downcast as he poured over various documents in his hands. A small vial in front of him.
The door slammed open. A lively All Might barreling through the entrance. "I'm back! Just finished taking care of a villain!"
Nighteye jumped slightly. Uh-oh. If he saw what he was looking at...
"Perfect. Just set the paperwork over there. I'll get to it later."
Toshi blinked, placing the paperwork left over from his fight down. "I thought you already finished last battle's files." It was odd that his sidekick wasn't done.
"With the amount of work you do, anyone would still be working on the paper mountain you seem to manifest each day."
A wince. But he pushed forward anyway. "Yes, anyone but you."
Nighteye paused. "...This is a side project. I'll get to those forms soon."
Toshinori grinned, walking over. "Sounds interesting. Maybe I can help."
The clairvoyant discreetly placed the papers facing down, positioning them so that any fine print was cleverly hidden, including the files already on the desk.
"That won't be necessary. I should be done in a few minutes. If you have a spare moment, you should instead pay a visit to the children's hospital we're supporting. I'm sure the kids would love to see you."
"I already went this morning." The blonde responded, frowning. "You already knew that."
Crap. His desperation for a distraction made him forget that small detail. Plan B. "Well why don't you go on patrol then. Surely there must be some crime or disaster in need of your assistance."
"Sasaki" Toshinori leveled. "...Why are you trying to make me leave?"
Nighteye froze. All Might hardly ever spoke in such a serious tone, much less a flat one. And the use of his first name? He knew he was in trouble.
But before he could even make a case for himself, the hero swiped up something from his desk. The vial.
All Might tilted the container, observing the liquid within the clear glass. "It's white, but clearly not milk. Are you going to tell me what this is or do I have to guess?"
He opened his mouth, but the words just weren't there. Honestly, he never expected the hero to walk in while he was working on this. He'd always been so careful to never take it out in the hero's presence. He might as well face it, he was caught red-handed.
Eventually Toshinori got tired of waiting for an explanation, opting to instead flip the papers over. He blinked.
They were all listed descriptions of beautiful women. All of them much older than the sidekick.
That's when he spotted it. At the bottom of the page. It was a small description box. Each filled with Nighteye's neat penmanship. But instead of continuing the listed details of the women, the boxes were filled with harsh blunt commentary on why they were 'unfit for All Might'.
What?
"What is all this?"
"...If you'll just let me explain All Might."
"Why do you have files on these women. You're not trying to set me up on a blind date are you?"
Nighteye snatched the vial from his employer's hand. "Of course not." All Might had made it perfectly clear he wasn't interested in dating, making this that much harder. "I'm looking for potential carriers."
The hero raised a brow. "Carriers of what?"
"I'm looking for the perfect carrier to bear your child." The bespectacled man replied, not missing a beat.
Toshinori sputtered. "What?!"
Nighteye let out a breath. "After learning about One For All, I realized that it's probably for the best for you to start looking for a successor early." He explained. "The only problem is that your quirk is tricky and would no doubt weaken after passing it on. Therefore I concluded that the best possible solution is to raise a child heir to inherit your power when the time comes. This works not only to choose a successor to carry One For All and become the next symbol of peace, but it also lowers suspicion by hiding your quirk in plain sight."
"But I told you I wasn't interested in dating."
Indeed, All Might had told him that in a conversation once. After confiding in him about the death of his predecessor, Nana Shimura, the man had almost completely abandoned dating and romance. The closest he'd ever come to was one or two of those one-night stands back in the man's twenties. But since then he had long abandoned the hope of finding an ideal partner.
"I am aware of that." He then gestured to the vial in his hand. "Which is why I acquired a sample of your spermatozoa so it could be inserted into the ideal female carrier to create the perfect child to succeed the number one hero."
The symbol of peace blew up like a fire truck. "W-When did you get that?!"
. . .
. . .
"Sasaki!"
"...I used my quirk."
A heavy sigh. "And here I thought the posters in the office were you at your creepiest." Toshi groaned. "What even made you think that this was a good idea? Did you even consider consulting me?"
"You need an heir to succeed you. You can't expect to be the symbol of peace forever!"
"I don't! But I'm not stepping down anytime soon, not when All For One is still out there!"
"You're predecessor died around your age! What if the same happened to you?!"
"Because I'll make sure it won't!"
Nighteye squeezed his eyes shut. He just wasn't getting it. After foreseeing that horrible, horrible death, he couldn't bear the thought of losing All Might.
But his predictions were never wrong. So until he learned to change the future, he'll do everything he can to insure his hero's legacy, his dream, his ideals.
Toshinori sighed. Yelling wasn't getting them anywhere. He needed to explain why he just wasn't okay with this.
He put his hand on Nighteye's shoulder, his sidekick looking up in response. "I appreciate the sentiment. But I'm just not ready for a kid." He paused. How to put this... "A parent is suppose to nurture and offer guidance, never forcing the child's hand. Only supporting. I can't force my quirk on a kid. What if he wanted to be something else? What if we forced him anyway? He'd be miserable. I don't want that for them, or anyone."
Sasaki remained quiet.
"If you really feel the need to get a head start on looking for a successor. Try looking for kids already striving to become heroes. Their passion will no doubt make them fine candidates already. You may be surprised with who you find."
Nighteye sighed, placing the vial on the desk. "Very well."
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That's right. He'd caught Nighteye with a sample of his semen looking to create a successor (He still didn't know exactly how he got that sample). Maybe Nighteye didn't listen and that was what happened.
...Except, he made Nighteye promise to throw out the sample as well as shred every one of those files. There should've been nothing left.
The retired hero gave a heavy sigh. In any case, he was out of luck. With his old friend gone, any information was no doubt unobtainable (unless he held a séance).
He then lit up. Well, there was still one possibility.
Toshinori pulled out his phone, dialing up a number.
"...Hey, it's me."
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Izuku stood by the entrance of the school, waiting patiently. All around him students were greeting their parents as they entered the gateway through the small security set up by the staff. He as well was also waiting for his mother.
Having called her the night before, the two agreed that they would meet at the front of the school.
So as soon as the sun rose, Midoriya hopped out of bed and rushed out to the front. He had a lot to show her, after all.
He also needed to talk to her about his dad; his biological one.
After his talk with All Might yesterday, Izuku was feeling a whole lot better. He no longer felt like he had to scour over every piece of evidence in hopes of discovering the man's whereabouts. He felt like he owed it to his mother to let her in on how he was feeling after sitting on this new information.
Looking around, Izuku took note of there not being as many families anymore. Almost all of them having already walked inside, his classmates included.
The young hero frowned, did his mom get held up? Did something happen?
Did her boss decide not to give her the time off?
He hoped that wasn't the case. He'd really been looking forward to this, family drama aside.
Midorya checked his phone. Nothing in his inbox. And the time indicated he'd end up late to class in he stuck around any longer.
"Izuku!"
His head snapped up, immediately locking eyes with his mother. Her arm waving in excitement as she sped walked toward him.
"Hi Mom." Her son greeted in turn, the two coming into a hug. It didn't matter if he already saw her the day before. You could never have too many hugs.
"Hi Sweetie. Sorry to make you wait. When I put in the request for time off my work had to sort through the schedule. I had to swing by and make sure everything was settled before heading over."
Understandable. Midorya remembered his mom mentioning how picky her work was with scheduling. Something about how everything is laid out two weeks in advance and last-minute call-ins tend to screw them all over.
"That's fine." Izuku assures. "I'm just glad you made it. I can't wait to show you everything."
Izuku grabbed her hand. "Come on," He urged. "We only got a few minutes left until class starts and I want a chance to introduce you to everyone."
Inko laughed. "Izuku, I'll be here all day. I'll have plenty of chances to do that. There's no need to rush."
But her son didn't listen. Still excitedly pulling her into the building. She sighed. Maybe if she gave him something to talk about.
Inko gave a kind smile. "It's good to see you so happy. After our talk the other day I was worried that you wouldn't be up for it."
Izuku slowed down, looking back at her.. "It's fine. I'm feeling much better now. I thought a lot about what you said. And I talked with All Might too."
"You consulted your teacher?" Inko asked. Odd, it wasn't like her son to share something so personal without reason. Unless he really trusted that someone.
He nodded. By this point, he'd let go of her hand. The two now walking side by side to class. "He gives good advice. I was still trying to wrap my head around my biological dad and everything. I actually wanted to find out who he was and get to know him."
"Oh Izuku..."
"And I still feel that way, but..." The boy then beamed. "All Might said that I shouldn't let it take over. I don't have to drop it or anything. But right now, my life is here, with you, and U.A., and being the best hero I can be."
His mother smiled, tears building up. No, she promised herself she wouldn't cry today. For her son, she'll smile to kingdom come. "I'm glad Izuku. And if you want to pursue this and meet your father, then I'll support you."
"Just like with me being a hero?"
"Exactly."
They both smiled, glad that all that family drama was put behind them, at least for now. Inko herself felt much better now that her son knew what happened. She always figured Izuku, curious as he was, would ask about his father, demanding the truth. She was just happy that he took the news as well as he did. Sometimes her son tried to shoulder too much, not wanting her to worry. Much like herself she supposed.
Like mother like son.
"Speaking of All Might, how is he?"
"What do you mean?" His mother always asked about how he was at school, but she never really asked about someone else specifically.
"Well after that big fight with that super villain he was forced to retire. I'm sure such a drastic change from hero to teacher would be a bit daunting."
Izuku let go of her hand. "I guess. He hasn't really said anything about it. Though between the provisional license exams and losing Nighteye he probably hasn't had time to adjust."
"Nighteye." Inko tested out the name. "That was the man who planned the take down of that organization you fought against recently, right?"
He nodded. "Yeah, I actually worked at his agency along with Togata-senpai. He's the one with that permeable quirk I told you about." Izuku then paused, his expression growing sad. "Or at least that was his quirk."
At his mother's concerned look, he elaborated. "That organization developed a drug that could take away quirks, permanently."
"...I see."
Though Izuku decided not to let that dampen his mood. "But despite that, Mirio-senpai's been doing really well. He's still the same as ever." He himself wished he could flip on his optimism with such ease like Togata.
Inko smiled as well. "Well I'm glad to hear he's doing well. I'd love to meet him."
Her son smiled as well. "I'll introduce you."
She nodded.
"Why did you want to know?" Izuku asked.
His mother shook her head. The both of them reaching the open classroom door. "I just wanted to make sure he's doing alright. When I talked with him before, I felt this weight he was holding over his shoulders."
So she felt it too. Izuku concluded, knowing she was referring to the secrets of One For All. Neither of them lied to his mother, but they weren't exactly forthcoming about the truth either. And with her initially forbidding him to stay at the dorms, the conversation had quickly become tense. It was nice to know that she cared for him, despite not knowing him well.
"I... also wanted to thank him. For taking such good care of you, sweetie." She added, her smile shining like the sun.
Izuku beamed back at her. No doubt All Might would love to hear that.
"I'm afraid you'll have to hold off your thanks for the time being."
. . . Eh?
Both Midoriyas turned to face the sound of the new voice, who somehow snuck up on them from behind in the hall. Out of habit, Izuku found himself looking at the floor, having a suspicion on who it was. But at the sight of those familiar black boots, he instead turned his gaze upward to see his home room teacher.
Hey, no sleeping bag this time. He let out a small breath. Good, he didn't know how his mother would react to seeing 'Aizawa the caterpillar'. He then sweat-dropped. Though he's probably not using it because of all the parents.
"Oh! Mr. Aizawa." Inko greeted, giving a small bow. "I didn't see you there." And now with him in his hero costume, the man was much more recognizable.
"Forgive me, I didn't mean to startle you." He apologized. "I noticed you looking my way as you both were walking so I assumed you saw me."
Somehow Izuku doubted that.
"That's quite alright. It's nice to see you again." The woman responded in kind. But she soon turned confused. "I'm sorry, but what exactly did you mean earlier?"
Aizawa nodded. "All Might is currently out on a small errand. Both him and Cementoss won't be here for the time being."
"All Might's not here?" Both adults could practically feel the disappointment in the teen's voice.
His teacher sighed. "Don't worry, they'll be back for afternoon classes. Since neither of them teach in the mornings the schedule won't be changed thankfully."
Midoriya sighed in relief. He really wanted his mother to see what class with All Might was like.
Inko hummed, cupping her cheek. "Oh, well I guess I'll have to wait until later to see him."
Aizawa could help his eye twitching. Was Midoriya's entire family obsessed with All Might or something? "I hope this isn't an inconvenience for you."
"Oh no, not at all. It's no problem."
The school bell then rang through the building.
"I guess that's the bell." Izuku noted.
"Right." His teacher affirmed. "Shall we head inside?"
Without a need for reply, the three entered Class 1-A. Aizawa taking it upon himself to close the door behind him.
Overlooking the room, Midoriya saw his entire class present. As for the parents; all of them were occupying the dozens of chairs lined in the back against the wall. Not surprising, given how much space each student's desk took.
"Go ahead and take your seat Midoriya." The erasure hero then turned to his mother. "And Ms. Midoriya if you would take one of the seats in the back, then we can get started."
"Inko! Over here!" They spotted Bakugo's mother, sitting next to her husband waving her hand wildly, drawing everyone's attention. "We saved you a seat!"
Bakugo soured silently in his seat, and it let Midoriya to wonder if Kacchan was forbidden from blowing up at anyone due to the parents present. Both his parents and Aizawa probably ganged up on him together with some threat of punishment.
"Mitsuki." Inko beamed as she walked over. Izuku took his seat as well.
"Hey there, Inko." The blonde greeted, grinning from ear to ear. "How about that, our boys have the same class together, again. And sitting next to each other!"
"Yeah, imagine that." Of course both mothers already knew their sons shared the same class (At this point they started expecting it). But they never really had a chance to talk about it. And it wasn't like they knew the class's seating arrangements.
Speaking of, homeroom class began, with Eraserhead beginning the lecture. And the parents proudly watched their children listen and take notes.
"Excuse me, are you Inko Midoriya?" Someone whispered.
The greenette turned to the speaker. "Umm... yes. That's me."
The man smiled. "Hello, I'm Takahiro Uraraka." He then gestured to woman beside him. "This is my wife, Seiza." Said wife waved. "Your son's a friend of our daughter."
"Oh? Which one is she?"
"Over there." He pointed to a bob-cut brunette. Inko immediately recognized her from the sports festival.
And apparently Mitsuki recognized her too. "Oh yeah, I remember her from the sports festival. She faced off against my son." She grinned at the couple. "She's got spunk. It's takes a lot to get Katsuki backed into a corner like that. Pretty impressive."
Takahiro blushed. "Thank you. But you should thank Deku-kun too. He's been such a good influence on her."
Inko blinked. "...Deku-kun?"
The blonde man blinked back. "...Isn't that your son's name?"
"No... my son's name is Izuku."
"Oh, I'm so sorry. It's just, she's always called him Deku so I assumed..."
Inko held up a hand. "It's alright." But she was honestly surprised. "...Does your daughter really talk about him?"
Seiza laughed. "All the time. Ochaco's always telling us about her friends, but your son's the one she talks about most."
Inko blushes. Oh, that was... interesting.
Mitsuki gave a Cheshire grin. "Ooooh~ A future girlfriend maybe?"
"Mitsuki." Her husband reprimanded. "They're in high school."
"So? I met you in high school."
Inko ignored the Bakugos. "She talks about him that much? Really?" Her son had barely any other friends throughout his entire childhood (excluding maybe Katsuki). And now, not only did he have friends, but friends who looked up to him, talked about him, supported him? It was a bit surreal.
"Well," Mrs. Uraraka hummed. "There is another boy; Iida. But still not as often as she talks about Midoriya-kun. She really looks up to him."
"My son does too." Inko turned to see a raven-hailed woman peaking from beside the Urarakas. "Tenya's really taken a shine to Midoriya-kun."
Another friend. Inko couldn't believe it. She was so happy. So happy that her son had so many friends now. People that saw the same heart she did.
Inko looked at her son, sitting at his desk as he took notes. A determined look on his face. She smiled.
Izuku attending U.A. was the best thing that's ever happened to them.
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All Might stood in front of Nighteye's agency. Or what was once his agency, seeing as Cenepider's in charge of the place now. Honestly, All Might never thought he'd be here again so soon.
"Are you sure you don't need me to go inside with you?" Cementoss asked, bringing the blonde back to earth.
The retired hero moved his gaze toward his body guard. "No need. I won't be long anyway." Besides, both Centepider and Bubble were there. If the point of having a hero escort was protection, he had plenty inside. It'd make more sense for Cementoss to stand outside.
"Alright, just let me know if you need anything."
All Might nodded and entered the building, instantly spotting Bubble Girl.
The blue skinned woman was standing idle by the front desk, clearly waiting for him. Though she was constantly looking between her clipboard and the clock adorning the wall. No doubt she was anxious, expecting him to arrive any minute.
And yet, she never glanced at the front door.
He took a minute, not moving from his spot. Did she seriously not see him?
Taking pity on the poor girl, the man cleared his throat. She jumped.
"A-All Might!" She exclaimed, startled. "You're here!"
He snorted, grinning. "Yeah, I am here." He was a sucker for those kind of jokes.
"Oh!" The woman blushed, realizing her unintentional pun. "I'm sorry, I didn't mean to-"
Toshinori put up a hand. "It's quite alright. I'm sure Nighteye would've appreciated it."
The air turned solemn. And Bubble's expression fell. All Might winced, feeling he may have spoken too soon.
It had only been a week since his funeral. The loss still fresh in everyones' minds. All Might at least had the distraction of his classes and Young Midoriya. But Bubble Girl and Centepider...
"Sorry, I thought if I kept things light hearted then..." Toshi tried to find the right words.
Bubble shook her head. "No, you're right. Sir Nighteye would've wanted us all to continue smiling." As if to prove her point, she gave a great big smile. "Right this way, All Might sir. Centepider's upstairs in his office."
Once Nighteye's office. The hero added in his head. After their falling out, Toshinori never reached out to his old sidekick. So he never saw the agency. He absently wondered what his office would look like in comparison to the one back in Minato.
He wished he could've taken his protégé's advice and reconnected with Nighteye. How would the man have felt if he learned he never changed his sidekick's old office after he left?
These questions plagued his mind as they made it up the stairs and reached the office. Bubble knocked on the door.
"Mr. Centepider sir? All Might's here."
The insect hero called from beyond the door. "Come in."
The two stepped inside. And Toshinori was greeted with what he believed to be the second biggest room-sized shrine of himself (first place of course going to Midoriya). Posters and figures adorned the walls and shelves, coupled with simple interior designing. A perfect blend of business and fandom. Something only Nighteye could expertly pull off.
The bubble hero closed the door behind him, leaving him alone with the new head of the agency.
"Good to see you, All Might." Centepider greeted. Making his way over from his desk. He shook the man's hand. "I only wish you could've visited our hero agency sooner."
Me too. The retired hero thought. He took in the room. "Is this all Nighteye's?"
Centepider nodded. "I couldn't bring myself to get rid of any of it. Keeps him closer, you know?"
Indeed. After all, the office Nighteye had at All Might's agency was left untouched. He couldn't work up the nerve to get rid of any of those old posters decorating the walls. The various All Might memorabilia, or anything Nighteye had left behind.
Of course now that he was retired, his agency had been handed off to a different hero. So the room was no longer the same. But he very much understood where Centepider was coming from.
The insect hero shook his head, as if to clear away the depressing thoughts. He turned to All Might. "Anyway, about the reason you're here."
Toshinori perked. "Yes, did you find out anything?"
He nodded. "I managed to get in contact with his lawyer." Centepider began. "And you were right." His claw then lightly flung a letter onto the desk. "Apparently Nighteye did leave something for you."
All Might gingerly picked up the letter, tracing his sidekick's penmanship along the envelope. "Why didn't he say something earlier? He was at the funeral. He could've told me then." Wasn't that a lawyer's job after all?
"Normally he would've." The other concurred. "But Sir Nighteye's will prohibited him from even mentioning it unless you sought him out. It also stated that the letter was for your eyes only. What's even on that letter to warrant this much precaution?"
"...Not sure." The retired hero said continuing to observe the envelope, flipping it over and around. Though he had some idea.
If Centepider had human eyebrows, he would've raised them in speculation. "If you don't know then why were you asking about it?"
All Might froze. "Umm... Nighteye mentioned leaving something behind for me. You know, before..." He then shook his head. "Anyway, I only just now remembered it. Things have been... hectic, to say the least."
The insect hero scoffed. "I'll say. Between retiring, adjusting as a teacher, the League of Villains. Life's not making it easy for you is it?"
Toshi gave a dry chuckle. No, it wasn't.
"Well, thank you." All Might said, sincere. "I wish I can stay longer. But I have a class later today. Want to give the parents a good impression."
"Yeah, I heard about that." The other nodded. "Be sure to say hi to Togata and Midoriya for me. Just because I run things now, doesn't mean their work studies are forfeit. They're welcome here anytime. And it'd be nice to see you visit every once in a while."
Toshinori smiled. Not the wide grin of shiny teeth he gave off as the symbol of peace, but a genuine heartfelt smile. "Sure, I'd like that."
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All Might looked down at the worn envelop resting in his hands.
He was right, Nighteye did leave something for him. Hopefully this held the answers he was looking for.
But was the letter even about their argument over his successor? It had to, if it was meant for his eyes only it had to pertain to One For All.
But if was about his successor and him being Young Midoriya's biological father turned out to be true...
What would he do then?
HalfafanD: And viola! Another chapter complete. I got to be honest, I had a bit a fun with this one. All Might truly is a fun character. His freak-outs and panic moments in the series are so funny.
Apologies if I made either Bubble Girl, Centepider, or Nighteye OOC. I tried my best to make their personalities as close as possible to cannon material. But it was hard when I only had the manga to go off of. It's especially hard with Bubble and Centepider since you don't see them often. And most of Nighteye's scenes revolved around One For All and taking down Overhaul so I didn't have a lot to work with. This was written before season 4 released BTW.
And to while we're on the subject of accuracy. Please note that I honestly have no idea what Uraraka's parents' names are. It's never been confirmed what their names are so I just spit-balled for the parents. I'll continue to guess everyone's true name should I need to put it in the story. If I ever get it wrong I'll just go back and fix it. It's just one name so it should be no problem. I'll be continuing to watch the anime and read the comics so I'll know first thing. Though if I happen to miss anything just let me know.
Also to dismiss any confusion over mentioning his predecessor, Nana. Because her death was so crushing to All Might, it pushed him to not only being the best hero and chasing after All For One for he searched for a successor. But it also caused him to push others away, and become wary of relationships (of any kind), especially ones that require a lot of commitment. Not to mention with his life, his destiny of facing All For One, and him keeping so many secrets close to the chest. It's not healthy for any kind of dedicated relationship, romantic or otherwise. So that's why All Might's not really looking for a Mrs. Yagi. I wasn't implying he had a one-sided crush on Nana or anything. I mainly hinted at the fact that he was very close to her and that he view her as something of a mother figure. No shipping involving those two going on here.
Another thing is that I know Nighteye doesn't tell All Might his vision of him dying until their "fall out". But let's pretend that Nighteye actually saw it much earlier, and everything after that was him attempting to change the past. It wasn't until after that first fight with All For One that he tells him the vision.
I also initially had Present Mic accompany All Might to Nighteye's agency. I thought I could write some funny dialogue about Mic sitting outside waiting all on his lonesome. But then I realized that Present Mic had morning classes and figured that wouldn't really work well. Plus Present Mic was already paired with All Might during the extra provisional license exam classes with Todoroki and Bakugo. One of this show's unique traits is that they're not afraid to mix up different pairings and team ups. You get so many cool and clever combinations. So I went for something different.
And one last quick note. I made a joke earlier about the Bakugos meeting in high school. But that was written before I got to that chapter with a comic strip stating that they actually met back when they were working at a design firm. The whole strip was basically a joke saying that they got married because his dad sucked at saying 'no'. I initially wanted to change that to be more accurate but the joke was too good that I just couldn't cut it. So I left it alone. Just letting you know so that you realize that I was already made aware of the true information and just kept the scene anyway.
So... tell me. Honestly. How's my writing for these chapters. I try to stretch the pacing as much as I can to be appropriate for the tone, like with those big reveals and silent pauses. But sometimes it just feels really rushed to me. I read a lot of other FanFiction that write this kind of stuff and there's really nothing to show that and yet in the writing I still feel it, yet with me it feels like I'm bouncing from one line to the next. Maybe it's because I type fast, I don't know.
I kept pouring over everything, trying to re-write and fix it as much as I can, but there's really nothing I can think of that I can add. So I'd love it if you could maybe help me out on this. I'd love to hear your ideas.
So leave a review down below. Or tell me I'm just crazy and how I'm imagining things. Also feel free to tell me what you think of the story and where it's going. Love to hear your thoughts. But please no flames.
Oh! Before I forget, here. I have a deleted scene for you. I didn't put it in because I already had a flashback in this chapter and it was kind of awkward trying to place this somewhere. Just know that originally it was a flashback inserted at the part where All Might is standing out in front of Nighteye's agency. The flashback itself however takes place after the first flashback, when All Might dials Centepider. Enjoy~
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(Phone Call Deleted Scene)
"Hey, it's me."
"All Might." Centepider greeted over the phone. "To what do I owe the pleasure."
"Ah yes, I was wondering if Nighteye had left any files willed to me. Say maybe a letter?"
"Is there a particular reason you want to know?"
The blonde broke into a nervous sweat. Crap, he's suspicious. "I remember my old sidekick mentioning something like that and only thought of it just now. I wanted to ask before I forget again."
Centepider gave a hearty laugh. "Well I guess you're at that old age where you start losing your memory. I unfortunately don't know if any so called documents exist. I can ask Bubble but we'll more than likely have to call Sir Nighteye's lawyer. Though I don't know if we'll find anything. The guy helped organize Nighteye's funeral and never mentioned any letter."
"It's quite alright. I just want to make sure."
"Sure thing, I'll give him a call. Just drop on by tomorrow. I should have an answer for you by then."
There you go. I'll see you guys next chapter!