The Musutafu Police Department

"But I'm telling you Tsukauchi, I wasn't even near the location in which Mecha Queen was defeated!" Toshinori Yagi, also known as All Might, exclaimed to his detective friend Naosama Tsukauchi.

"It just feels wrong. Perhaps it was some other hero who has no idea how the hero system works."

The detective rubbed his temple as he prepared to explain the situation one last time.

"Listen Yagi, I know this has happened countless times but the media will never believe us if we gave the credit to any other hero. I don't think there is any other hero who could have defeated Mecha Queen in one clean hit that also cleared a polluted beach."

Toshinori shrugged in defeat. "Fine, say I did it on the statement. But can you at least tell who could have actually done it."

Tsukauchi nodded and pulled out a manila folder, opening it up to reveal multiple pictures and notes inside. "From the information, I've gathered from the crime scene and surveying countless CCTV footage in the general area, there is only one suspect we have so far."

The detective pulled out a profile of a certain someone and handed it to All Might. "But until the victim from villain attack wakes up and is questioned, we can't confirm whether or not Izuku Midoriya is responsible for her defeat."

Toshinori read through the profile thoroughly. A fact though caught his eye.

"It says he's quirkless though, and she was a threat-level demon," All Might pointed out.

The detective nodded. "Which makes him even more suspicious of how he was able to gain power comparable to your's All Might."

The blonder hero looked up at this friend with concern. "You're thinking what I'm thinking, aren't you Toshi?" Naosama asked.

All Might stared the picture of the green-haired boy and he felt himself scowl in disgust. He could only think of one person at the moment: All for One.

"So, I guess he's back. Tsukauchi, do you have any more information on Izuku Midoriya?" Toshinori asked.

The detective rubbed the back of his neck. "I mean, everything I know about him is on the profile your holding. The only bit I left out is that he's going to apply to U.A. in 10 months."

Toshinori was intrigued by the new fact. "So he wants to be a hero? Well, this makes things a little more interesting, if he is possibly associated with All for One."

Tsukauchi shrugged. "It's still up in the air Toshi, for all we know, he's just a late bloomer. We can't just assume things right now and we just have to keep our distance and a very close eye on him."

All Might nodded. "I know, I'm just worried. He's powerful but his power is unexplained."

"Well if he gets into U.A., chances are you'll be teaching him as well. You'll have plenty of time to observe him and his abilities first hand." his friend pointed out.

"Hmm, you're right. And if he gets really suspicious, I'll be sure to put him on the hot seat." The skinny man stood from his seat.

Tsukauchi watched as the unhealthy, sick, skeletal looking man begin to steam up a bit as his muscles began increasing in mass, overshadowing parts of his body. Toshinori puffed up into a large muscular man who had no resemblance of who he had transformed from, now becoming the famed number one hero All Might.

"And then we can properly get to know him," the blonde hero promised with a stern, intense voice.

The Musutafu Hospital

Midoriya walked through the automatic sliding doors of the large building. The gross scent that can only be found at doctor's offices filled is sense. 'Yuck,' He internally thought to himself.

He walked over to the reception desk and was met with a tired-looking old lady. "My name is Izuku Midoriya, do you know where can I visit Katsuki Bakugou? I'm a friend and I don't know his room number."

The lady maintained an uninterested look that rivaled his own. With a few clicks on her computer and scribbling his name down on a sign-in sheet, she told him. "Room A at the first wing," She with a raspy voice.

As he made his way to where his classmate was resting, the white grocery bag he was carrying tossed and twirled around in his hands. Before he knew it, he was standing in front of room A-1.

It was closed but the door wasn't locked. Knocking a few time and receiving no aggressive response, he invited himself into the room. There, he found Bakugou was still unconscious on his hospital bed, covered in white bandages and casts, hooked up to an IV and heart monitor. 'He kinda looks like a mummy,' Midoriya noted.

Opening the grocery bag, he ripped off a banana and snacked on it as he waited for Kacchan to wake up.

A half an hour later...

Katsuki felt himself beginning to be pulled back into consciousness. He felt incredibly sore and weak throughout his whole body. His head hurt and the room felt too warm for his liking. It was probably the most uncomfortable way to wake up.

He began to open his eyes as he tried his best to get a sense of his surroundings looked around. He was met with a nerd's plain face stupidly smiling at him.

"Deku, what the hell are you doing here? Where am I?" He asked.

"I was waiting for you to wake up. I was getting ready to leave just now until I heard you begin to move and grunt a lot. You're just at a hospital, don't worry. Also, want a banana?" Midoriya explained while offering his friend a snack.

Bakugou though was not in the mood, as his memories began to flood back, remembering everything that happened before he was hospitalized.

"Y-you took out that tech freak all by yourself in one slap. H-H… HOW!?" the ash-blonde yelled. "You supposed to be weak! A pebble in my path! Or at least I thought you were, since when did you get so fucking strong?! How long have you-"

"Oi, there are people trying to sleep. I'll tell you everything, just calm down okay?" Midoriya tried to pacify the enraged boy.

Clearing his throat, Midoriya explained himself. "I'll keep this as short as possible. Basically, I've been training like hell for the past 3 years to get into U.A."

However, the short response was not reassuring in the slightest. "But that makes no damn sense, how can a quirkless person get power like that. Unless…"

Bakugou began to scowl in anger. "You had a quirk the whole time and have been lying to spite me!"

Midoriya put on his best poker face before sighing. "Two things. One, there is no way I could lie about being quirkless for 14 years. Use your head buddy. And two, quirks aren't everything Kacchan. I may be quirkless but that doesn't mean I'm weak."

Bakugou felt himself sink in his bed. It was like his world was shattering and he was trying to make some sense out of it.

"How could this happen. When did I become the weak one? What sick joke is this by whoever is up there? I thought I was 50 steps ahead of you when this whole time, you've been just 100 steps in front of me."

Bakugou's hung low as felt himself beginning to tear up. He hated crying but he didn't know how to stop it. "That's why you stopped being afraid of me. You got strong and I was no longer threatening."

Midoriya pursed his lips. "You're not weak Kacchan. I could tell you fought really well. You were going all out weren't you?" the green-haired boy tried to encourage.

"That's not what I meant," Bakugou looked away from the nerd, feeling slightly embarrassed from what he was about to reveal. "When the bitch blasted you, I thought you died. And I hated myself so damn much for not being able to do anything to save you. If you haven't survived, I would've never fucking forgiven myself."

Midoriya raised an eyebrow. "Hey, it's okay. I'm fin-"

"Izuku, I'm sorry," Bakugou interrupted, bowing his head toward the boy.

The green-haired kid felt himself pulled back at what had just happened. 'He called me by my real name.'

Bakugou then continued. "I'm sorry for being such a horrible person to you. You didn't deserve to have been bullied by me and I don't deserve you even having waited for me to wake up." He then looked up to face Midoriya. "You don't need to give me forgiveness. I just want you to know I regret everything."

Midoriya could only scratch the back of his head. This was a lot to take in. "Um, it's okay, really. I didn't even see you as a bully, you were always just that weird childhood friend with anger issues to me." He lurched over and patted his friend's shoulder as reassurance.

There was a moment of silence between the two for a while, neither didn't know what to say next. It stayed like this for an awkward minute or so. But in the end, it was Bakugou who ended up breaking the ice.

"How can I get strong like you?" he asked.

Midoriya scoffed and then smiled. "Trust me, you don't want to be as strong as I am. Just keep pushing yourself and your limits I guess." Bakugou simply nodded as a response, it wasn't the ideal answer but he wasn't going to bug him about it.

Midoriya stood up from his seat and shoved his hands into his pockets. "I should get going now, I gotta get lunch," Izuku then made his way to the door. "I hope you get better soon. Maybe they'll get Recovery Girl to patch you up."

Bakugou didn't say anything back though and just sat as he watched Deku exit the room, leaving him alone with a bag of bananas.

After Kacchan had woken up, I didn't visit him again. I don't know why I didn't, I guess I felt like things were too awkward between us and I knew he was going to be fine anyway. A day after what happened, the two of us were questioned by authorities about what had happened but were interviewed at different locations.

The Musutafu Police Department

"That was very brave of you young man. But you have to be more of your surroundings," The policeman with a cat head warned him.

The policeman then looked at Midoriya's profile, furrowing an eyebrow. "Though I'm still confused about how you were able to survive the whole ordeal and then end it all without the use of a quirk."

The green-haired kid picked his ear. "I work out," Midoriya put it simply.

I was confirmed to be the one who took her down but All Might would receive the credit because I wasn't licensed. But hey, they gave me 30,000 yen to keep my mouth shut so who am I to complain.

One Week Later…

Midoriya heard a knock at his front door and went over to answer it. Cracking it open, he stuck his head out to see who it was. To his surprise, he was faced with Kacchan, who hadn't been over in ages.

"Kacchan? You're okay again! Also, what are you doing here?" He asked, wondering what brought him here now.

Katsuki awkwardly rubbed the back of his neck. He was getting kinda mad at himself for feeling nervous for some reason.

"Listen here Deku, the U.A. entrance exam is in 10 months. And we gotta be in our fucking best shape if we even want to think about getting in. And the only kid, other than me, who I know has some chance at getting accepted is you. So let's do our damn best preparing for it," He explained.

Midoriya thought for a second before responding. "So… you're asking if you just wanna train together," He simplified.

Bakugou sighed. "Yes, that's what I saying," He responded with his little patience.

Midoriya shrugged. "Sure, I'm down."

Despite our differences back then, Kacchan and I really bonded during our training in those 10 months.

"Your form is off," Midoriya spotted for his friend as he was bench pressing.

Bakugou grit his teeth. "Just spot, don't tell me what to do!" he yelled as he did another rep.

"Yeah yeah, whatever," Midoriya rolled his eyes.

The ash-blonde did another rep and yelped he felt something tear. "OW FUCK, MY ARM."

Midoriya shook his head. "Told you."

I remember back then there was a lot of strain between the two of us, but it had sorta faded as the months went by. We both had a respect for one another.

"Hey look, it's the quirkless loser again," A malicious classmate snickered at Midoriya who he had just noticed But Bakugou had heard the insult and proceeded to walk over to the guy and kick the seat the bully was on, immediately knocking him down.

"And that quirkless loser could still kick your ass even with your shitty quirk," Bakugou roasted him back.

Midoriya saw this, and couldn't help but smile.

I could easily call him a friend again though he was still pretty abrasive. Still, it was nice having some company.

Months 10 Later

"Holy shit, you're balding Deku!" Bakugou began laughing hysterically as Midoriya tried his best to cover his exposing scalp that had forgotten to cover in the morning. Today was the day of the exam and unfortunately for Midoriya, he wasn't looking the best.

"Shut up, it's nothing!" Izuku angrily yelled at his friend.

"Make me old man!" Bakugou held his side, still dying from laughter.

But Bakugou continued poking fun at the poor boy as they made their way to the hero school. It was freaking him out how he started losing hair just a month ago from unexplained reason. It wasn't glaring yet, but he knew it was gonna be a problem in the future.

They finally arrived at the entrance to U.A., taking a minute to gaze at its glory.

"Well, I guess this it huh?" Bakugou said in awe as the two stood in front of the gigantic glass building that was shaped like an H. "10 months, all leading up to this. You feel ready?"

"Eh, I guess. I'm more worried about the writing portion," Midoriya responded bluntly, munching on a granola bar, who was also taking in the view.

The ash-blonde scoffed as he walked towards the entrance. "Of course you fucking are. C'mon, let's kill this damn test."

Midoriya swallowed the last of his breakfast and followed suit, however, only need to take one step before he felt himself tripping on an exposed part of the ground. 'Well, this is just great.'

However, he felt himself get stopped before hitting the pavement though.

"It's unprofessional to be tripping like that on a day like this. I'd advise you to be more careful and vigilant of your surroundings, especially for the practical test later," A strict voice came from behind.

He regained his footing before turning around to see who had caught him. He found himself looking up to face a really tall, blue-haired guy wearing glasses.

"Now if you excuse me, I shall be headed to the testing location as so should you." He darted off with his arms moving in a weird robotic fashion.

'Talk about getting off on the wrong foot,' Midoriya said to himself as he made his way to the door. 'I wonder who that guy was.'

Next Chapter: The Entrance Exam

A/N: I hope you all liked the chapter. You can bet there is gonna be action in the next chapter. Sorry but character development came first. With that being said, hope to see you next time.

Side Note: Minecraft is a really fun game. I bought it on pocket and I've been having a blast. I wanna get it on Java ASAP. Now if only I wasn't broke.