And so it began. Izuku had taken the more physical of the two quirks. He was already a genius, graduating from XX middle school, the best in the country. He left like he would be cheating getting a tech quirk. Although due to the dorm system, he hadn't been home since the last break. That was also the last time he had seen Katsuki. He wandered his way home, hoping to avoid ever seeing his former bully again. It was time for yet another break, this one till entrance exams. He got it by taking a few tests to show that he was ahead of all his classes. With that he was left to leave and do as he pleased. He came home as a surprise to his mom, sneaking inside right when she would normally wake up. He put together a more American style breakfast, tired of eating traditional food for every meal the past three years. He wanted to do something nice for his mom. It could be the last time he would see her if things went badly. After yesterday he had a quirk, and starting tomorrow would begin training.
Inko started her day as normal, getting out of bed, stretching and sending an, "I love you dear. Have a good day," text to her husband. It didn't matter that he was overseas, he did the same for her when he woke up. Once she opened the door of her room to move to the bathroom, she smelled bacon grease. She hurried her way out of the kitchen to see her son standing there cooking.
"Morning mom!" He smiled warmly lifting a pan with bacon in it, leaning it slightly so she would see it. "Bacon?" She smiled with tears in her eyes and ran over to Izuku tackling him in a hug. Bacon went up in the air, his eyes glowed green and his muscles tensed. In what seemed like an instant, he grabbed a pair of chopsticks and grabbed it from the air, placing it on a plate with a paper towel on it.
Inko just looked at her son confused, especially with the fact his eyes were glowing. "Izuku, sweetie. What just happened?" Upon hearing the question, Izuku lit up.
"My quirk came in. I don't know how, but I'm normal mom." Izuku was smiling, tears in his eyes, and snot dripping from his nose. "I can do it mom. I can be a hero!" Inko just brought her son into a tighter hug, tears in her own eyes.
"I always knew you could. Does this mean you want to go to U.A.?" He nodded into his mom's shoulder, both of them crying into each other. This was interrupted by the smell of burning egg and smoke coming up from one of the pans. Izuku freaked out and got the burning egg out of the pan, and onto his plate. He made a new batch for his mom while she went to freshen up, then they sat down for breakfast.
"Mom. I don't just want to go to U.A. I also want to live on my own while I do so. I found an apartment above an old mechanic's workshop that they are willing to rent the whole building out. I have enough money from selling minor inventions for the last three years to rent it out for about six, which by then I would be a hero. The main reason being it's a ten minute walk to U.A. and a five minute walk from a superstore. And fifteen minutes away from the back alley stores I get my other materials from. I can keep working on making new tools, will have a junkyard to train, and can afford my own food." Inko just sat there and listened while her son went off on his speech. She ate her food slowly and carefully.
"Yes. On three conditions. One, you will call me everyday, Two, you will come back on Sundays and tell me about your week along with having dinner with me. Three, if you flunk a single class, you will move back in immediately. Also of course be safe. At ALL times." Inko somehow had managed to stay calm for her moment.
"Of course mom!" Izuku got up and was about to run to his room, when his mom stopped him. "Mom?" He looked down at her in the chair, tears pouring onto the floor. She hugged him at the waist pulling him in close, squeezing tightly.
"My little baby is leaving the nest! I'm going to be so lonely." She sniffed. "But you would have to leave sooner or later." She wiped her tears on his shirt much like a child would. "Go and pack now I know you're excited."
All it was up to now was moving everyone of Izuku's tools into his new home, as well as getting some furniture for the apartment above the work area. He felt bad about lying to his mom about why he wanted to go to U.A. but he couldn't just tell her, 'Hey mom, I'm secretly a villain and plan on invading U.A. with the plot to steal info for a group of people I barely know. Also I got my quirk from a century old underground crime lord!' Yeah that would go as well as bombing Pearl Harbor did for Japan about two hundred years ago. Once he had everything boxed up and in his room, he took out a burner phone and called up Kurogiri, the man that had teleported him to meet with All for One, or as he was told to refer to him as Sensei. He hadn't been told anything about the league he would be strategizing for. He was told to make plans based off of what the contact named "Decay" would want. He was also told if he needed something moved, to call Kurogiri, with the coordinates for both locations. He kept the phone to his ear, listening to the ringing till someone picked up.
"Hello, who is this?" The man sounded professional and elegant, yet his voice was deep.
"Hi, this is the new strategist hired by Sensei. I was told to call you if I needed anything moved?" Izuku's voice was shaky and nervous. He did pride himself on not stuttering.
"Oh, why of course. Could you tell me the coordinates you need, and which is going where? As well as how much?"
Izuku told him eight boxes, and gave him the coordinates to a storage site about twenty minutes away from his home. He didn't want to give them the exact location of his new home. "Thanks, this makes moving much easier. Living alone kinda sucks, but having someone to help me get the boxes out of here makes it better." He had to say everything he could to make sure that they would stay away from both his homes. He definitely didn't want his mom anywhere near this. Once all the boxes were gone he left his room and waved to his mom. "Someone I know with a warp quirk helped me out! I gotta go unpack mom! Love you by!" He ran out the door as soon as he had.
In reality, he didn't rent the building, he bought it, and the junkyard next-door. Also, it was an old mechanic's workshop that didn't have an apartment built into it. Izuku had looked into cheaper construction companies and found one that had been down on their luck recently, but also seemed to do great work. The Uraraka Construction Company had been seeing less and less work, just due to the lack of damages and the increase of companies in the area. Izuku thought, 'Well, I'm only trying to prove heroes wrong. Why can't I be a good guy at the same time?' So, he ended up hiring them.
It took about a week to convince the owner that it wasn't a prank call. That yes, a fifteen year old was in fact trying to hire them. "Yes sir, I recently bought a workshop and junkyard. I would like to hire your company to build an apartment on top of the shop, and move all the buried cars and other machines in the junkyard to one corner, and fill in the missing dirt. I'm willing to pay triple the normal amount you would pay."
"Why would you make an offer like that? In fact how do you even have that kind of money kid? Why do you even need a workshop?" The man let out in a rough, raspy voice.
"One at a time please! I want to make you the offer because I looked into your company's past. You seem to do the best work in the area, and I would like to think of it as in investment. More money to keep you afloat. I have that kind of money for the same reason I need a workshop, I make support equipment for people who need it in their everyday lives, and sell it to them personally." 'I need to get over lying, making me feel bad. Hell I've thought about killing people with only a second thought of losing money. But as soon as it comes to being honest, I have to do it.' Midoryia thought to himself as he took a deep breath. "I wanted to live here because it's the most convenient for going to U.A. and building more support equipment, as well as having a good training area and I think I might be able to squeeze a small two bath hot spring in the junkyard." Izuku got everything out, his breathing ragged and heavy.
"Okay kid. Give me the details. How big is the roof of the workshop, and the junkyard in a matter of fact." Izuku started to go over the plans with the man when he heard the the boy would be living alone. "Wait a minute kid. It's no good to live alone this young. You need people to be with you. How about I build three or four bedrooms in your apartment, a study and a kitchen. Then we build the bathhouse right away. That way, you get some space you can rent out to make some money, or you can invite your friends to live with you? It would also let you bounce ideas off of people." The man seemed happy to help at this point.
"While that sounds nice sir, but I don't have any friends or family to share the place with. And I would prefer to not live with strangers. Plus with paying triple I could never afford the whole bathhouse on top of the extension. Plus I have to live off this money for a little while." Izuku could hear the man humming over the phone.
"While I don't want to do this, how about instead of an investment of triple the normal price, you pay double, build it my way, and let my daughter live with you. Only if she also gets into U.A. of course." Izuku was now the one humming lightly. He started to mumble in a way that was hard to understand over the phone.
"Sir are you sure that you want your daughter living alone with a boy? Also if you are sure, it's a deal as long as you let me help with the construction and let me meet your daughter beforehand." The man started to think, putting his hand on his chin.
"Deal!" The man sounded ecstatic. He finally had a very well paying job. That was a building extension, terraforming, and a new building entirely. He even helped out his little girl all while doing it! He couldn't be happier, to the point where he was cheering. He had also forgotten to hang up the phone. This caused Izuku to snicker lightly at the older man's joy. "You heard none of that understand? I still need to look professional." Izuku kept laughing for a second.
"Yes sir. I feel like I'm going to enjoy working with you." He hung up on the now again cheering man. The next day the two of them arrived with a whole crew of workers.
"Dad, what changed? You never used to let me help you with work. This is way out of left field." A girl with auburn hair in a shoulder length bob style. Her eyes matched her hair. The most interesting things that Izuku couldn't help but notice is that her face looked to be blushing, but a brighter than normal pink color.
"I lied to you sweetie. While yes this job is important for you to be here, it's because I made a deal with the customer." The girl's face sunk and looked quite depressed. "You see the owner is adding a three room apartment to their workshop, and part of the reason you are here, is that they agreed to house you if you got into U.A. All only for a small cut of the price they had offered." The girl's face went from depressed to angry. Izuku leaned back on the wall thinking, 'this oughta be good.'
"What do you mean a cut to the price! How is that a good deal?! At all? I can live at our house and walk the miles if I have to!" The man put his hands on the girls shoulders.
"He's still paying us double what it would normally cost. It's fine. Really sweetie." He talked in a calming, reassuring voice. "He's a good person." The girl looked around and saw Izuku, who waved at her with two fingers in a peace sign.
"Where is he then? The only person here is that kid." Her father started to laugh.
"I'm pretty sure that's him." She looked over shocked, as of all color drained from her person. The only thing she could think was, 'Eh!'
Izuku walked over to the pair and bowed lightly. "I'm Izuku Midoryia. Welcome. Let's get right to work. It would be a waste of time, both mine and yours, if this took too long. Once the area is filled in the junkyard we need to start with the bathhouse right away. I can sleep on the floor of the workshop, and eat out for a while, but I would like to clean myself often."
"With what you had told me about how much land you bought, I think we can make a whole bathhouse with two areas." The older man said with a hearty laugh, standing upright and slapping Izuku on the back. The man looked just as Izuku had thought he would. He was a large muscular man that was tan and had quite a bit of arm hair. Izuku thought the man looked like a foreigner or possibly someone who was half Japanese. Although it was completely possible that he just worked outside enough to look that way. His hair was black and slicked back.
From there it was time to work. From moving steel beams with and learning how to operate the heavy machines so that Izuku could continue to work while they went on break. Once they were done with the first week, the foundation had been laid for the bathhouse and the framework went up. The junkyard was cleared and the machines were mostly undamaged, well that's not completely true. While the parts were undamaged, most of what was in there was missing vital parts or one of the most important pieces was broken. Izuku could scrap them later, even if he's just getting more metal.
After the first month, and most of the time Izuku had to get ready, they were done. While it was slower than some other companies that had specialists with quirks, it was fun for Izuku. He and the owner had quite a few conversations about quirk theory. He was in fact surprised that the man knew so much.
"I started studying again hoping to go back to college. Hopefully then I can make some more money to keep the company afloat. History is always a requirement, so I took quirk history. Or rather plan on taking it." The man smiled looking at his company's hard work. They were happy that they had gotten the job in the first place, even more so when they heard that it confirmed no one was being laid off.
"If you ever need anything, don't be scared to ask. I am considered a genius after all. I graduated early from XX middle." The older man just looked absolutely shocked.
"Damn kid. I guess that's your quirk huh?" Izuku gritted his teeth at that, his anger visible on his face.
"No actually. I'm a late bloomer, my quirk came in about two weeks before you accepted the job. Everything so far has been on my own." The man started to laugh.
"That's even better kid! In fact it's amazing. If, no when you both get into U.A. make sure the boys stay away from her for me, got it?" Izuku's face quickly switched from anger to surprise, then a nervous blush. 'Great, a villain that can't deal with lying or girls. What's next, something against property damage?' Izuku thought to himself.
"Yes sir. I'll make sure she's in safe hands. But it isn't my place to get her away from the boys or get in the way of relationships." With this the man's face darkened.
"Yes but I also know how to take this place apart with a few hits. We wouldn't want that would we?" As the man asked, a bit of sweat dripped down Izuku's forehead. "With that it's time to go. See you in the future young man. Ochaco should be here later with her mother and her stuff. Thanks again for letting her move in early."
"Considering that she doesn't have any more classes, and with how determined she is, I'm sure she'll make it in." Izuku smiled and waved the man off.
Now it was time to unpack. Izuku went to the storage unit and brought back four boxes at a time. As he came back with the second set, it seemed like an older, more voluptuous Uraraka was waiting there for him, along with the one he had met before. Not to say Ochaco wasn't hot, but her mother had more time to mature than her. He was flustered, getting jumped by two cute women waiting there for him, only for him to arrive covered in sweat with boxes.
"Hey, welcome home I guess. I can help you move upstairs in a minute. I just want to get these inside!" As he finished his sentence he started to fall, regaining balance. Although like his luck often seemed to do, he got fucked. His plans for his villain outfit spilled out and Ochaco had picked them up and read them over.
"Wow, this is cool! I can't believe you were already designing your hero costume. Although I guess it makes sense with what dad's said about you. What's this at the top, Moon Light? Was that your idea for a hero name?" The only thing going through Izuku's mind is, 'Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck Fuck.'
"Yes. Although all I have is the design. I still need to make gear. My first plan is a weighted Bo-Staff. It should make up for the lack of super strength, and has reach." 'Great now I have to make that. I mean I planned on using a glaive originally, I guess practice makes perfect.' Izuku was cursing his big mouth inside his own head. He took it out of her hand. "Please don't go through my stuff though." His face was flush red. The older woman was trying to hold back laughing. All she was thinking about was how her husband found such an innocent boy, and tricked him into housing a guest for free. She got into her car and started it, leaving the kids alone, with their boxes.
The upstairs was built in thirds. Kinda. The back half was three separate rooms, each with a closet, window, and a table built into the wall that can fold down. The rooms themselves were carpeted with a light blue, and the walls were white. In fact the whole floor other than the kitchen had the same carpet. The front half was split into two. One side was Izuku's room and study, built so that you can only get into the study from his room. Then on there last bit, was the kitchen. Complete with a fridge, oven with stove top, microwave and quite a few cabinets. Of course you also can't forget the kitchen sink and dishwasher. The two spent their day getting unpacked, at which they both left their rooms at the same time.
"Let me make you some food!" Uraraka siad cheerily, pressing her fingertips against each other.
"I couldn't, it's your first day here! That would be rude when you're technically my guest!" Izuku put his hands up with his palms facing her.
"Don't worry, I got it!" She said, her face turning to one of determination. With her right hand folding into her left elbow, her left fist rising. Then she opened the fridge. They then both realized that they haven't bought any food yet. So it was time for a shopping trip.
They had changed out of their sweaty clothes and into more casual ones. Izuku was wearing a black shirt that looked like he was wearing a grey scarf, and matching black slacks. He wore bright red sneakers and a pair of golden yellow sunglasses, all as an homage to his favorite hero. The only hero that could even the playing field, The Eraser Hero: Eraserhead. He had lost hope in All Might after meeting him. Since the first was gone, the second filled their place. That also made Izuku realize something. If they killed All Might, a much worse hero would fill the position. Endeavor. Just the thought of him trying to be a symbol sent shivers down Izuku's spine. Uraraka wore a pink tank top with a black trim. She also wore pink, knee long shorts. Over her tank top she wore a white sweater. She herself slipped on a pair of pink flip flops. Then they were off.
Most of the trip was really quiet. Izuku was too nervous to talk to her, and she was too busy thinking about what she knew how to cook. Once they got inside, they moved together, Ochaco picking out different ingredients from bargain areas. That was when Izuku spoke up, "You know, you don't need to shop bargain. I don't want to brag, but I've earned quite a bit of money already." He spoke rather calmly. "Also, we should get you some normal shoes while we are here. I don't think you want to try to take a practical given by U.A. in flip flops." She shook her head rapidly.
"I would rather save money when possible, plus I already have shoes. I just didn't want to wear socks. It would mean more laundry, which meant more money, and time, which is also more money!" Izuku looked appalled at this train of thought.
"Ah young love. To already be living together at such a young age. And with a different girl from not too long ago!" Izuku turned to see the same old man that was running the store.
"IT'S YOU!" Izuku almost yelled extremely loud. "Because of you I lost track of her! Do you know how many good ideas I could have bounced off of her!? She could have led to me creating amazing things!" Izuku calmed down for a second, before a fade of red started to cover his face. "ALSO WHY DO YOU THINK I'M DATING EVERY GIRL I'M WITH!" This caused Uraraka to freeze for a second.
"I know I don't know you sir, but what are you talking about?" The man started to laugh lightly.
"Oh so you don't know. In one of my stores recently he was there with a girl, she had pink hair and all she talked about was "making babies" with him. I kicked them out." Both of the teen's faces turned a dark shade of red.
"STOP TELLING HALF TRUTHS! While yes that's all she said, she was talking about her inventions. All she wants is to make tons of new toys to help heroes and people alike. At least that's what I think." Izuku calmed down as he made his speech, the red leaving his face slowly. He whispered the last sentence, not wanting to out himself for not really knowing her. As he finished talking, a very tired man with long scraggly black hair, red and bloodshot eyes, wearing an all black suit walked right in between the three talking there. Izuku's eyes lit up. He ran in front of the man and stopped him. "You're Eraserhead right?!" He said excitedly.
"No, go away." Izuku's eyes glowed for a second.
"You're lying I can tell! You really are him! Please let me get your autograph! I'm a big fan. I even made custom clothes that mirrored your hero costume!" Izuku showed off his shirt with the gray scarf like lines near the top. Even pointing out the eyewear hanging off the collar.
"Did you tell by using your quirk? Or do you just know?" The pro hero took out a pen, and snagged the sunglasses off the boy's shirt. He signed the side of them and handed them back. "Also, if you want those to be accurate, you need to add grates along the glass itself."
"I could tell." Ochaco walked up behind her roommate. "Also, I already knew about those grates, but I wanted to be able to see clearly. Also, I can't wait to see you at U.A. sir. I know we will be making it in." Izuku's face morphed from a smile to a glare, giving off a challenging aura. The man just shrugged, and walked up to pay. The two of them finished their shopping and went home, enjoying just some basic seasoned rice and grilled fish.
"It's time to start!" Izuku said at four A.M. rather loudly, causing Uraraka to burst out of her room and ask what was going on. "Oh sorry about that, I'm used to being up this early to get to work." Izuku was dressed head to toe like a mechanic would be, as he walked down stairs to start working. Ochaco just went back to bed.
Author's Note:
Don't expect every chapter to be like this. I just wanted to make this chapter extra long. I-I-I don't want you to read it or anything B-B-Baka!
