Yo! We back with another chapter. I'm actually glad you guys liked the story premise, a lot of you have some concerns regarding what will happen to Izuku's character. Don't worry he's not suddenly going to have a growth spurt making him 16 feet tall with bulging muscles or anything like that. Apart from that a lot of people want Ochako to be part of the pairing since her favorite food is Mochi. I'll think about it. Anyways hopefully you guys like it and continue to leave reviews. It really does give authors motivation to continue writing. Anyways let's get on with it.
Four years have passed since the day our green haired protagonist ate the strange fruit. In that time a lot has changed. Now fourteen Izuku stood a little taller, no where near the size of Brulee's brother mind you, but at a good 5'5. He's lost most of his baby fat around his face and has also toned up a bit due to daily exercise he's done.
All of that wasn't the biggest change in his life however. True to their words his mom was making a great albeit slow recovery. She couldn't run but could walk on her own for a few hours before needing to sit down. When going out she still had to take the wheelchair as the doctors advised her to do so in case of emergencies. Though there was still a long road ahead of them he was happy to know that with enough physical therapy maybe she wouldn't need the wheelchair at all in the future.
Another change was in regards to his power. Almost every day since he ate the Mochi Mochi no Mi he'd have movie like dreams about the woman's brother. Katakuri as he'd learned he was called. It was almost like he was watching the man's life. He didn't know if that was normal and couldn't exactly ask since the woman who gave him the power was no longer around. The dreams varied from exciting battles to watching the man eat donuts in private. He now understood why he was given free donuts when his mom would stop for sweets.
Being the hero enthusiast that he was he made sure to write down the dreams/visions in as much detail as possible when waking up. A good idea on his part as they definitely came in handy for training.
It had taken a while to get the hang of it down but he was making progress. He would no longer 'melt' as soon as he turned into Mochi. At the present time he could stretch his limbs a considerable distance. He hadn't measured exact distance because he didn't have anywhere with enough space. He also learned how to transform parts of his body into different shapes. He could make a morning star similar to the one Katakuri would constantly make.
Rearranging his body to avoid attacks took a little longer than making shapes though. It took over a year to be able to create a hole in his body without having to consciously think about it. In the end he had to grab a small rubber ball and throw it at a wall in front of him then wait for it to bounce back at him. Right before it would hit him he'd try and let it pass through him. It wasn't the best training technique but it worked.
The use of that technique however always brought a frown on his face. He'd seen Katakuri do it at such a speed that it was almost impossible to keep track of. In the battle with the straw hat, who he'd learned was called Luffy, he manipulated his body fast enough to keep up with the red blurs that was Luffy's attack.
Even with all that progress under his belt there was still one thing that he hadn't made any progress on. He couldn't coat any part of his body with that black substance he'd seen. That simple application seemed to boost the damage and power of their attacks. It also seemed that the black substance wasn't exclusive to his fruit as Luffy could do it as well.
Izuku grabbed a nearby notebook titled 'devil fruit analysis' and looked over his previous entry. The last thing he'd written about was the strange colors he'd see. At first it happened when his eyes were closed and he focused or suddenly when someone was close by. He recalled how on the day of the attack, right before the villain appeared he'd seen random color in his vision. It moved left to right before stopping. The colors represented presence and movement. It was almost like he knew someone was coming.
The colors in his vision were happening a lot more frequently now and more detailed. Occasionally he'd be in his room when he'd see a green outline of a hand reaching for a similarly green outlined door. Moments later his mom would be walking into the room asking about dinner.
It was like he was getting a glance into the future. He stopped reading and put the notebook down, a look of realization dawning on him. It would make sense then how Katakuri could dodge the attacks that fast and accurately. He would see them coming and move his body accordingly ahead of time.
He scribbled in his notebook furiously, writing down the different ways he could test that theory out. Could there be a way to gain that kind of foresight? How far into the future was Katakuri seeing? It had to be more than just tiny glimpses like him. If he could get to that level it could help him use the fruit to its fullest capabilities.
As he finished writing down his thoughts a flash of green once again appeared in his minds eye. He closed the notebook and threw it under his bed in a hurry, a second later his mom peeked her head in.
"Sweetie I have to go to the store and buy some more rice I'll be back in a bit ok?" She told him. "I'll probably stop by for some sweets too." She said with a happy look on her face.
"Do you want me to go with you? Don't forget your chair. Make sure you have your phone and call me if.." He was cut off by his mom who had a fake look of annoyance on her face.
"I'm just partially crippled I'm not completely helpless you know." She told him.
"Alright but still call if you need me." He told her as she headed out. He let out a breath. "If I didn't have that strange light in my vision she'd have seen what I was writing." He thought to himself.
He hadn't told his mom about his power yet. It wasn't that he didn't want her to know, it was the fact that she'd worry once he told her and she'd start doting on him a lot more. It would make training difficult with his mom worrying about him.
He had a feeling however that she knew or at the very least suspected something though. She'd give him a strange look whenever he'd tell her he was going to the library to study when in reality he was heading to an abandoned building on the other side of town. It was the only place where nobody would see him and he could practice controlling his mochi.
He would tell her soon though. It was almost time to apply to U.A and that's when he'd tell her. His smile dropped slightly at the last part his mom had said. The day after he'd gotten the fruit Brulee had disappeared. She had told him she didn't have much time left so he assumed it had finally come.
In an attempt to thank her for what she'd done for him he'd say a small prayer for her every morning before starting his day. Shaking his head of those thoughts he headed to the shower to prepare for the day.
2 hours later he was once again on his way to the abandoned building he'd claimed as his own training ground. It was the perfect place for now, but he knew he'd have to switch spots for the more destructive techniques. In the meantime it worked well enough for him to practice learning Katakuri's fighting style.
Half an hour later as he walked through the slums of the city he could feel eyes following him as he walked. He wasn't exactly in the safest part of the city but this is the first time someone has actually attempted to follow him. He stopped, closed his eyes and took a deep breath. Behind him a few hundred feet two red human outlines were leaning up against a wall trying to look inconspicuous.
He opened his eyes and kept walking. As he got to the building he made no indication that he knew he was being followed and headed inside. "The should be here soon" He thought as he walked up to the second floor.
As he waited for his soon to be victims he went through a set of katas doing his best to imitate Katakuri's fighting style which revolved around fast punches and hard kicks. He had been doing his best to increase his speed as well and he was proud to say it was coming along well.
"Well look what we have here." A raspy voice came from behind him. Looking behind him he saw two men twirling knives in their hands looking down at him. Malicious smirks on their faces. "A kid in the wrong place practicing karate or something." He continued before he and his partner broke out in laughter.
"You're quirkless huh brat?" The other man asked. "Save yourself a lifetime of disappointment and get out of here kid this is our turf. Make sure to leave any money your mom might have given you too." He added
Izuku stared back at the men, a serious expression on his face. "Make me."
The two adults frown. "Fine, you want to die young you'll die young." The first man who spoke rushed at him knife ready to slash him. It was no use as he pretty much telegraphed his movement which made it easy for him do sidestep.
As soon as he moved a red fist shape appeared in his vision. He ducked under the punch that was coming, spun around and kicked upwards. Turning his leg into mochi he extended it rapidly kicking the man in the chin. His head flew back, blood flying out of his mouth as his body was shot into the air.
Izuku wasn't done yet however as he swung his hand at the man, extending his arm and turning his hand into the signature morning star Katakuri was fond of using. He wished he could've added the black coating but it would do for now. The mochi construct hit the man with enough force that he was shot into the wall, leaving spider cracks in it. The man dropped to the floor, his eyes having rolled into the back of his head.
"Now it's just you." Izuku told the man as he turned around. Unsurprisingly the man's eyes were wide as saucers, now having realized they had picked with the wrong person. Izuku watched the many expressions on the mans face. It went from shock, to fright, to resolve. The thug grit his teeth and rushed forward to thrust the blade at him.
Unfortunately for him it was no use. Izuku kicked the mans wrist forcing him to drop the knife before spinning and kicking the man in the chest pushing him back a few feet. The man dropped to a knee trying to get air into his body as that kick had winded him. Izuku's leg was turning into mochi as he prepared to finish it off but stopped as he remembered something.
It was a technique he hadn't tried yet that he'd seen in one of his dreams. He took a deep breath and willed his arms and torso into mochi. He almost became giddy when he looked up and saw six tendrils above him take the shape of his fists. As the man was finally getting up on his feet he willed them to attack. All six extra fists attacked rapidly at different intervals making dodging almost impossible. Apart from that his own two original fists also added to the damage. In a matter of seconds over a hundred punches were landed.
Willing the mochi back into his body he took a couple deep breaths while looking at the damage. The man was out cold, his face bloodied and body bruised. Increasing the size of his hand he gathered the two men and shot them out of the nearest window. They'd survive, a few broken bones and a bruised ego but they'd survive.
"Wasn't much of a challenge. This power is amazing." He said to himself as he clenched his fist in front of his face. Patting himself on the back for a few more seconds he shook his head and went back to training.
The next day at school
"Now I hope you've all thought long and hard about your future and where you want to be." Their teacher began as he looked through the stack of papers in his hand. He flipped through a couple before looking back at the class.
"Oh who am I kidding you're all going for heroics aren't you?" He asked rhetorically throwing all of the papers on his desk. The classroom went wild with cheers, some of the kids even displayed their quirks in their excitement. He raised his hands and waved them up and down in an attempt to calm them down.
"Bakugo" He called out. "You actually applied to U.A didn't you?" He asked the sandy blond. Immediately the class broke out into mutters.
"He may be an asshole but he has a shot to make it in." One student commented.
"With an attitude like his I doubt it." Another added.
"Well he has a pretty powerful quirk so he's almost guaranteed to get in." Another pitched their two cents.
"Yeah I already aced the mock exam. You extras can bet I'm gonna be the first person at U.A to come from this dump of a school." Bakugo replied, small explosions going off in his hands.
"Actually, Midoriya." The teacher called out, ignoring Bakugo's insults to the others and the school as the staff usually did. "You applied to U.A too it looks like." At that the class once again broke out. Though rather than praise and kind words everyone began laughing, scoffing in some cases.
"Midoriya is quirkless he'll never get in. I'll be surprised if they even let him take the entrance exam." One of Bakugo's friends said between laughs.
"They're gonna laugh at him harder than we are." Another replied.
"The nerd can do whatever he wants but in the end he's still a quirkless nobody. He'll learn his lesson soon enough." Bakugo said out loud while giving Izuku a hard glare.
Had he never obtained the Mochi Mochi no Mi maybe he'd be crying in shame right now at the harsh words his classmates were sending his way, but things had changed. No one knew about his power and he intended to keep it that way until necessary.
He sat back in his chair, one leg folded on top of the other while his arms were crossed in front of his chest. His eyes were closed and stayed that way until finally the teacher calmed everyone down and made them give him a half assed apology.
At the end of the day as he was packing up his things he could feel the stare of Bakugo on his back but paid it no mind. He knew for certain that the boy would try and say something to him. Sure enough as he was at the front gate of the school a hand grabbed onto his shoulder. He'd seen it coming but decided against doing something about it as he didn't want to raise suspicions.
"Listen here nerd I'm only going to say this one more time. No matter how much you try you'll always be a powerless loser. Withdraw your application from U.A and you'll save yourself the humiliation."
Izuku turned his head to stare back at the boy but didn't reply. He shook the hand off his shoulder and continued home. He didn't have time to think about Bakugo's empty threats, he was thinking of how his mom would react when he told her tonight about his power. He even went as far as to take a different route than his usual to think a little more.
Unknown to him that action would shape the world in a completely different way.
The talk with his mom that night went almost as he expected. His mom was both thrilled and upset at the same time. Sure enough she was upset with him for eating a strange fruit from someone without going to her first. He had technically accepted food from a stranger when he was ten. Her concern was valid, it could've been poisonous.
On the other side she was thrilled because although he was still technically quirkless he now had the ability to be a hero like he'd always dreamed of. She didn't seem so excited at first when she asked what his power was and he told her he could turn into mochi. However, after a quick demonstration she had stars in her eyes the way he used to when he'd see a pro hero when he was younger.
She even went as far as to make his favorite food. As he laid in bed that night a few thoughts plagued his mind. "I have ten months before the entrance exam. In that time I need to improve my foresight, quicken my reflexes to use my mochi more efficiently, and how to use the black substance. Hopefully tonight's dream will shed some light on it." He thought to himself before he turned his lamp off and went to bed.
In ten months he'd stun everyone and show them who the future number one hero was.
And that where I'll stop chapter two. You guys got a little peek at what he's able to do and how he's progressing. His observation haki at the moment is similar to how Luffy's was during the fight. No clear images of the future but he'll get there. He's seen all of Katakuri's techniques but just because he knows of them doesn't mean he can use all of them. Awakening will come in the future not just yet.
Also in regards to One for All, in case you missed it no he won't be getting it. It'll be going to the person who was originally next in line to get it. I have plans for him too. You guys know who I'm talking about.
Next chapter we'll see the entrance exam and you'll get to see a little more from him. As for the hero name, I think I'm going to keep it as 'Deku' as a way of saying 'fuck you' to everyone who called him that thinking he was powerless. For his hero costume I think I'll incorporate the design Katakuri had on the back of his vest as a sort of tribute to him.
Anyways that's all for this chapter let me know if you guys have ideas for the story or anything you'd like to see. Feel free to leave them in a review or PM me. Later.