"Inko, Izuku, I'm home!" Hisashi's voice rang out as he opened and shut the door. Shrugging off his suit and loosening his tie, he walked through the entry way to the main room, noting no one was around. 'That's odd... where are they?' He walked to the kitchen and noticed no one was around either. It was rare to come home to nobody when it was six in the evening. He decided to get a beer from the fridge when he noticed a note on the door. He picked it up and read it.
'Hisashi, I will be out late with Mitsuki. She wanted to do some shopping together. Izuku had a long day and is napping in his room. Will be back around 7:30, leftovers in the fridge. Love, Inko'
'Ah ok, so he's passed out and shes out tonight. Guess I can have a smoke without her getting on to me.' Hisashi smiled as he walked out of the family's apartment and leaned against the railing in front of their door.
On the third story of a good sized complex, it was common to see others smoking or having a drink and enjoying the breeze of winds during the days and nights. As Hisashi used his quirk to breathe a small puff of flame to light his cigarette, he was joined by hand waving an unlit cigar in his face. "Mind sparing a breath?"
Hisashi blew another small flare and lit the cigar for his new company. "Wow a cigar? Moving up in the world are we, Shizuo? I guess that body guarding gig is paying out", Hisashi spoke mockingly to the newcomer. He turned and noticed his neighbor was there in his standard long-sleeved white button up and black vest. "Its getting dark, loose the shades."
"Oh shut it, it was a gift from my brother while he was visiting France." The neighbor started to smoke the cigar, taking slow drags. He was a tall and lanky man, late twenties with dyed blonde hair and a disgruntled expression. "Its rare to see you out here without Inko telling you to put the cancer sticks out. She get tired of you and finally take the runt and leave?" He let out a chuckle at his own joke.
"Nah, she's just out with your sister. Still don't know how she or Masaru can handle her. No offense, but she's just too much to handle."
"Preaching to the choir. Why do you think I only see her if I have to? I envy our little brother, damn movie star as he uses his cosmetic quirk to help his career. All I have is strength quirk that hurts me, and our family temper. It all starts with your boss and somehow that family trait has survived the years. Kasuka got lucky to not get that trait."
Hisashi looked at Shizuo and recounted his encounters with the man. Shizuo was his junior by ten years, an angry man most days, but a good man. They had various meetings in the past and made a decent friendship out of it. Kasuka was more of an acquaintance due to his stardom. "So Shizuo, did you get invited to the hospital's grant announcement ceremony?"
"Yeah, the old man told me about it. All of us except Kasuka will be there. Some big shot Hero's supposed to be there." Shizuo took a drag of his cigar. "I'm guessing you all will be there."
"Of course, I am the head accountant and Ichigo's advisor. That and knowing that a big Hero will be there means I need to get Izuku there! We can't miss out chances to see and maybe meet them!" Hisashi spoke passionately.
'Such a nerd', Shizuo thought.
The two smoked and continued to talk about various topics, Hisashi lighting the cigars and cigarettes as Shizuo told stories about his body guarding duty, some involving his time back in His home city Ikebukuro, where he gained and infamous reputation for his anger. After a hour or so, a familiar voice cut into their conversation. "Honey, I thought you were going to watch your smoking? You've gone through half a pack."
Hisashi jumped in surprise and turned around, "Inko! Uh... when did you get here sweetie?" He and Shizuo had been talking for so long that he didnt notice his pack half empty, 'Dammit, that was supposed to last me for a while.'
"Just now, I walked from the station and saw you and Shizu-chan talking." Inko walked up to her husband and hugged him and smiled at her friend. "Good evening Shizu-chan, I hope he wasn't boring you with tales of his accounting business."
Shizuo was gritting his teeth in frustration at Inko's nickname for him. "I know you've known me since I was a baby, Inko-nee, but would you please stop calling me that? I'm thirty-two years old for fucks sake."
"No, you and your brother will always be Shizu-chan and Kasu-chan to me. I am your other big sis after all. We are practically family anyways." Inko smiled as she let go of her husband and walked up to Shizuo and poked his chest, "And watch your language, there are children that live in these apartments. Its bad enough your nephew cusses all the time."
"Blame Mitsuki, bad parenting." Hisashi lit another cigarette as he chimed in.
"I agree with him on that Inko", Shizuo puffed his cigar and chuckled. "Oh, and before dumbass here forgets, his boss had invited you guys and my family to a grant ceremony next month on the twelfth. Kasuka won't be there so you'll just have to send him a pic of us all." Hisashi glared at Shizuo while giving a nod.
Inko smiled and headed for the front door. "That sounds fun, we'll be there to say hello and chat with everyone. Izuku did say that the doctor ran into him a while back and gave him a training routine for his entrance exam for UA. Apparently Dr. Kurosaki thinks that maybe Izuku will awaken a secondary quirk-like power with enough training. I do hope so, it was devastating to see him learning that he almost didn't have a power."
The two males winced, knowing that quirkless, though not being bad, was definitely a dream killer for aspiring Heros. Both hoped that the doctor's training program would bare fruits for the boy. They just didn't know that Izuku's training was already showing promise, and soon would prove to the world he was ready to inherit One For All.
His face felt like it was split apart, his sides ached, fists and legs ached. His muscles burned and screamed in protest as he pushed off from the ground. His entire body felt like a solid lead weight was bearing down on him. But he wouldn't let that stop him. He couldn't. 'Just gotta get up, I can do this. I can take anything he throws at me!' With a yell, he got back up on his feet and forced his fists back up and in front of his face. Izuku would not go down without giving his all.
His mentor smiled and gently pressed the boy's fists down, "That's it young Midoriya, never give up! You are proving that the training is working. Now lower your fists and take a break." All Might was proud that his pupil could still stand. Three hours of nonstop shadow sparing as he had Izuku go through his hand-to-hand combat training. Continuous movements were tiring enough after enough time, but add on body weights like Izuku had and it become three times as hard. He watched as the boy slowly trudged over to a bench and plopped down on it, breathing hard as he rested.
For the past three days, All Might had Izuku start his next next part of the training. As soon as the boy got to the beach at 5:30 AM, he had to swim four laps back and forth along the beach, a total of 2.5 miles (4KM). Then when he was done, he had to put on wearable weights that were around his wrists and ankles. Each were about 5.5 lbs and totaled to be 22 lbs (10KG). Then he continued his normal training of pushups, sit-ups, other various workouts that were tripled. The kid was dead in the water by the time his first thirty minute break came along, which was around 9 AM.
After Izuku caught his breath, All Might would start his combat training. Teaching the teen the forms for a basic stance and punch as easy after a few minutes. Then showing him the correct ways to move took another five or so. Toshinori would have the boy slowly preform the movements of throwing the punch, then another. Over and over for the first hour, then he added a third and a step forward with his left foot, which he than stressed with another hour of the four movements. After that, the final movement was incorporated, a step forward and a kick to the side. This simple combination was taught and trained in three hours. But to the child, it felt like hell. Finally when it was over, All Might let the boy take an hour break and lay in the water. The waves helped ease the pain as Izuku relaxed. After that, was another two grueling hours of training, this time primarily based on lunging left and right as fast as possible. Once done, Izuku went home and showered before immediately crashing on his bed in pain. There he would meditate. Now it was the third day of this torture.
"I'm surprised you didn't drop sooner kid. This is only the third day, but you're getting the hang of the basics. As long as you don't do anything reckless you'll be ready for a bit of more tactical tricks." Toshinori sat beside his protégé, passing him a bottle of water.
Izuku gulped down the refreshing liquid and stared out over the waves. "So glad today is Friday, my body needs a break after the last few days." He would still train on the weekends, but primarily focus on his meditation or his sensing while he went about his day.
Toshinori smirked and chuckled, catching a questioning stare from the boy. "You better enjoy this weekend and relax kid, because next week will be hell." Izuku paling at the words only made the man laugh more. "Don't worry kid, you can handle it."
"I hope so, these last few days have been brutal."
'Brutal will be when Ichigo teaches you.' All Might pitied the green-haired kid.
"All Might, I have a question about this training." Receiving a nod, Izuku continued, "You said that someone else designed this. Does that mean he knows you personally?" He stared at the Hero hoping to gain some information.
Toshinori thought on how to answer his student. He didn't want to share too much, but he could give some little scraps to sate the boy. "Yes, he does know me without the moniker of 'All Might'. He is a kind man, though many wouldn't know it if you didn't know him personally. He can be very serious and rude to many. Even to his friends and family. But he's a good man and a loyal friend. He knew that any new successor would need to train before receiving this power, so he made a program for you to follow."
"But how? How would he know exactly what I would need to train in? You could've had anyone with a powerful quirk be the next holder, surely the training would be different. He even knew about my medium abilities and to meditate to expand and refine them. Other than my doctor, how could he know all this?" Izuku was puzzled and tried to think of every possible answer. Fortunately for the adult, an answer was easy to make.
"You know quirks are public records, and anyone of his level in the social world can acquire documents with ease. From your physical records and your abilities, that was easy for him. He saw that you weren't the best physically fit yet and designed this program to bring you up to speed, while also training your original power. One For All tends to bind to the hosts quirk, augmenting it by leaps and bounds. The seventh holder originally had a basic levitation ability, but when she obtained this quirk, it made many flying quirks look like child's play. So my friend thought it'd be best that you had some refined senses incase your quirk gets supercharged."
'Huh, that makes sense. It sounds like his friend is actually a good person. It was just so weird how he knew so much about me.' Izuku thought it all over before shaking his head and pouring the rest of the water over himself. Shaking his head and wiping the water from his eyes, he stood up and resumed his stance. "All right! If you and your friend made this program than I better make the best of it all!"
Grinning, Toshinori stood up and couldn't contain himself. He buffed up into his Hero form, "YES!! Lets go, young Midoriya!"
"Is that All Might?"
"No way! It is is him! We have to get an autograph!"
"Guys! All Might's here!"
Due to Izuku's cleaning, people had returned to the beach. With people returning, the private training now was within sight of the public. So when the greatest Hero appears on the beach without danger around, many people's attention were drawn and they had to flock over. This left the duo is a bit of a pickle. "Young Midoriya, I suggest we run, now!"
The pair booked it off the beach as the crowd went searching for them. It would be a couple of hours running, hiding, and praying they wouldn't be caught. Who knew that the general public could be like bloodhounds when something caught their attention. When all was clear, All Might slimmed down and both slinked back to the beach so he could hop in his truck and drop Izuku at the train station.
"Kid, remember to rest this weekend. Next week will be a whole new start and you need to be ready." Toshinori did his best to convey the seriousness of his words.
"Yes sir. I'll focus on my meditation. Oh, um... my dad told me something the other day. I'll also be at the hospital on the 12th." Izuku rubbed the back of his in nervousness. "He is the head accountant and advisor to Dr. Kurosaki. What should I do if I see you there?"
Not expecting his student to be there as well, Toshinori was a bit surprised but quickly thought on it. He came up with a decent plan in his own mind. "Act like you did when we first met. Like how the general public reacts when I show up. Excited and nervous. Just remember, there we don't know each other. However, don't be so nervous about it all not to say hello. It would be odd if a fanboy like yourself stayed away." He laughed at Izuku's expense. "Now I need to get going, I'll see you Monday, Midoriya."
"Good bye, All Might, see you Monday." Both went their own ways and awaited the next week. One with pride and the other with excitement.
"Eat this!"
"...W-what?"
"I said you need to eat this."
"B-b-but why?!"
Two days had passed and Izuku was back on the beach. During his two day break, he did fifty pushups, sit ups, and lunges before doing a few on and off hours of meditation. He spent the days with his family, talking with his parents, or playing games. Recently, he was playing a new online game called "Super Smash Bros: Restart".
Due to the long issues with quirks in society, most if the popular media was put on the world's back burned with only few movies and games coming out. And since characters with powers made many think of quirk users, it was boycotted until the last half century, where now society had finally calmed down. The multimedia platforms that people of the past could now be given to people of the present. The current game was produced by a descendant of the original creator. Izuku had been having fun the past two days and had been playing online, had even encountered another player with the nickname "KingOfGames". He sent Izuku a message saying he was good for a newbie. Izuku's own tag was "Green_Soul". Between family, games, and light training with lots if meditation made the weekend go too quick for the boy.
Now on Monday morning, the boy was given a choice. Eat All Might's hair. Why? Izuku had no idea. When he arrived at the beach All Might was there in his Hero form waiting. He told Izuku that the basics were over, and now he start to do light soaring with the kid to build up and sharpen Izuku's combat skills. Then he said it was time to pass down One For All. Izuku was ecstatic and couldn't wait but he finally asked the million dollar question. How does one pass down a quirk without being the parent and offspring? All Might enlightened the boy of the quirk's parasitic nature with other quirks. One For All's original form was in the first holder, who had the ability to pass on a power to another. One For All absorbed that unique ability and with each new holder it got stronger, adapting to each of its holder's bodies and powers. All one had to do was willingly give up the power to the next successor and have them ingest any form of DNA from the previous holder. Thus the hair, which the Hero plucked from his "V" shaped locks.
"Midoriya, you've been training for this moment, now its time to embrace it. Just eat the hair and you will become the ninth wielder."
'His aura is showing blue colors, he's very serious, but the shape is flat and vibrating. He's happy to pass this on to me. I can't say no and let him down.' Izuku took a deep breath before gaining a determined look on his face. "Ok, I'll do it!"
The teen took the hair from All Might's hand and a bottle of water. He shoved the strand into his mouth before immediately gulping down the entire bottle, gasping for air once it was all over. After a few moments, he looked over himself then to his Hero in confusion. "Why don't I feel different?" This caused All Might's figure to explode in a puff of steam and leave his regular form laughing and coughing up blood.
Wiping the blood from his mouth and shaking his hand, the man spoke, "Sorry, sorry, its just that was freaking hilarious." He took a few seconds to compose himself. "It'll be about and hour or so before you start to feel any effects. Your body needs to digest and absorb the hair, which will in turn grant you this power. Now then, we've wasted enough time, put on your weighs and begin your laps. Just because you now have my lower doesn't mean you can stop training."
Izuku nodded and got to work. He knew he couldn't slack and must keep striving forward. Being the first time he swam with the weights, it was a brutal start, and then got worse once he started his shadow spar. His muscles were hurting, his body screamed at him in protest, but his will kept him going. Once his break started, he dropped to the sand and breathed heavily. Toshinori just watched on in pride.
'Once we start training you in the usage One For All, you will be another step to your goal as the next great Hero. I wish she could've been here to see you, Izuku Midoriya.'
After the thirty minutes had passed, Toshinori bulked back up and walked over to the boy. "Its been enough time for your body to digest the hair and receive my powers. Come with me."
Izuku nodded and got up, following the large man as they walked a little further down the beach to a more secluded spot. All Might sat down and pointed to the spot in front of him. "Have a seat and relax. Though I never needed to meditate, I think if you do, you will be able to sense your new quirk. Just feel the power that you now house. Don't try to use it, just get used to it."
Izuku sat down and got into his normal meditative pose. He crossed his legs and clasped his hands together, slowing down his breathing and slowly clearing his mind. First thing to hit him was the spiritual sonar pulse he blasted out instinctively. He could see All Might's naturally brown sphere of spiritual energy, but what was weird is that he sensed it shrinking, even though it was barely any different. Putting that to the back burner of his mind, Izuku noticed how far his senses were expanding. He could sense the train station, where eight souls were. That was over five miles (8KM) away! His usual range, with his new training, was only up to 1KM, but it had drastically expanded.
'Is this the capabilities of One For All? It multiplied my senses by five! But somethings wrong. It seems...not much? Like I haven't even scratched the surface... am I just looking at the base power when not activated?' Izuku was surprised by this revelation, his sensing was heighten to new levels, which made him think more on it. 'If my range capabilities was increased, what about focusing on the soul itself? I better test that on All Might.'
The boy refocused his attention on the Hero in front of him and this time actively used his Soul Sight ability. What he saw mesmerized him. 'I can see all his emotions and his base personality auras! Brown, blue, green, pink, purple! Its even wiggling and glowing brighter! He's curious but also happy. Is this how Dr. Kurosaki views souls?' The doctor always told him that his Soul Sight was in need of training to better understand and see the spirits around him. Izuku was so into his newer refined powers that he almost forgot the reason why he meditated in the first place. 'Right! One For All! I need to sense it.'
He calmed down his own emotions and thoughts and looked inward on himself. His natural green aura had multiple colors and shapes now added, just like All Might's, but he looked deeper. Past the colors, past the miasma taking shapes, down further then he had peered before. 'It has to be here...where is it? What could this power shape itself as? A new color or shape? Or maybe a shell like aura hidden under or over my own? Where is...it?' He saw it. He saw his new quirk. It was hidden deep within his soul, down in the dark depths it made its home and took root. To Izuku, it was the most amazing sight he had ever seen. 'So bright.'
One For All was like a golden river, teaming with shining power. Raw and untapped, ready to be used at any moment, but also flowed smoothly around, illuminating the darkness with its radiance. Izuku reached out for it, his own spirit taking his shape within this world. His hand touched the river of light, and he felt the overwhelming power. He almost jumped back before stopping and thinking.
'Wait...this is now my power. I didn't go through all of that training just to let down All Might. He said not to use it, but to feel and get used to it being here.'
He put his hand back into the river, the glowing liquid-like energy washing over his hand. Slowly, Izuku allowed himself to submerged both hands in the ebb and flow, feeling more energized then ever before. He sat there for who knows how long before deciding to finally leave. He willed himself back to the world of the living, and opened his eyes. He noticed two things off the bat. First was his mentor had relapsed to his normal form, and the second was the rings of rippled sand that had circled him, branching out about five feet (1,5M).
Toshinori grinned at his pupil. When Izuku's eyes closed, the Hero had watched him closely, waiting to see the results. After a few minutes, he noticed the presence of Izuku's new power. The boys arms started to gain veins of pinkish-red energy, starting from his fingertips on his left hand, then on his right, before they slowly climbed up the his mid-forearms. The power the child exuded had made ripples in the sand around him, before after ten minutes, the teen slowly powered down. "So Midoriya, how was it?"
Izuku gave a large smile, "Absolutely incredible, sir."
Thursday, July the 12th, had come faster than expected. Just a week prior, Izuku had not only gained One For All, but had felt the differences of his previous power to now. The day after finally become the ninth holder, Izuku was put to through a new ringer. All Might had begun the next step in combat training, sparring. Izuku knew that this new training would be tough, but didn't expect the next week and a half to be a nightmare of large fists and feet nearly crushing him. All Might stuck to launching very under powered slow punches and kicks, which to him and other Pros were like watching a slug travel a full mile (kilom). On the other hand, to Izuku, it was hell. He could barely put up a guard, much less hit back. Then All Might increased the speed and power just a smidge. This resulted in Izuku being launched into the ocean.
Once he made it back to shore, All Might gave a small lecture on the importance of dodging. "Sometimes the very best way to counter an attack is to dodge, watch the enemy, and then retaliate." For the rest of the day, Izuku dodged attack after attack, finally understanding the purpose of the repeated lunges in his training. If he watch to survive, he needed to know when to dodge.
Before the day was over with, Izuku was bruised, tired, and just wanted to let the world leave him be. Toshinori had separate plans. He forced the kid to dive back into the soulscape, Izuku's name for his inner world, and keep meditating with One For All. Izuku did as told, and repeated the same process with his hands and upper arms being submerged in the power for about ten minutes. Then they went to their separate homes.
The rest of the first week was repeated sparring and dodging practice, followed by more meditation. By the end of the week, Izuku allowed himself to either let his legs soak in river or his arms, but never his full body. He felt that he may not be ready to truly take in the energy all over himself yet. When the next week started, Toshinori had Izuku practice drawing out One For All while consciously in the living world. This was much harder since Izuku couldn't just 'touch' the energy. He now had to will it out into himself. He continued sparring and dodging, which All Might increased by another smidge, forcing the boy to adapt faster, but still Izuku couldn't draw on his new quirk.
Now it was the day of the ceremony, and Izuku was dressed in a business casual button up and slacks. His father was in his usual suit and tie, while his mother was in a nice sun dress. All in all, the Midoriya household looked ready for the social gathering. Arriving at the hospital, they were greeted by the receptionist and given passes to the event. "Have a wonderful time." She said with a smile to the family. They walked to the elevator and hit the button marked '40'.
Once they arrived on the floor, they noticed the lobby was refurbished to look like a grand gala, the bar was open and serving cocktails, staff helped the attendees and served small foods, and a small stage with a podium was set up in the center of the back wall. A curtain hid the rest of the room behind it. Hisashi introduced Inko and Izuku to many coworkers and their families as everyone waited for the announcement to begin. Many faces were familiar to the medium, being a regular here as a child, and having a father in the higher levels of the business at the hospital, made sure Izuku new a great number of the staff. He met a few of the contributor families as well. Ingenium represented the Iida family, as well as his own Hero office, while various other Heros like Fourth Kind, Gunhead, and Best Jeanist were also there.
"Well look who finally showed up. Inko! I told you we'd be here at two! You kept me waiting and now I think I grew a crows-foot for each eye!"
The voice of one Mitsuki Bakugo caught the families attention, as all three sweat-dropped at the idea if Mitsuki actually developing wrinkles. Her quirk: Glycerin let her keep a very youthful appearance. She ran up to Inko and gave her a large hug.
"Hi Mitsuki, its great to see you!" Inko called back to here friend. "And I see Masaru, Shizu-chan, and Katsuki are here as well."
"Hizashi, Inko, Izuku," Masaru spoke, nodding to them. He was a good man, just a man of little words.
"Neighbors," Shizuo smirked.
"Uncle Hizashi, Aunt Inko, ...Deku," Katsuki said the last word like poison, causing Izuku to flinch. Without looking nor changing how they looked, Mitsuki and Shizuo smacked the back of Katsuki's head.
"Hello all," Hizashi greeted, shaking the adults' hands.
"Uncle Masaru, Auntie Mitsuki, Uncle Shizuo, ...Kacchan," Izuku greeted nervously.
"I'm glad you all could come, its nice to see everyone, even though Kasuka is out filming the next movie of his, Hizashi said, smiling.
"Of course we'd be here. Otherwise we wouldn't hear the end of it, if you catch my drift." Mitsuki said, winking as she hitched a thumb behind her in the direction of a certain doctor. "He'd have our heads."
"That sounds about right," the head of the Midoriya family chuckled.
The two families chatted and shared any new information of interesting topics between each other before a microphone was turned on and the receptionist's voice rang out. "Excuse me, ladies and gentlemen. We will begin the ceremony in five minutes, please keep your voices down once it starts. Thank you."
"I guess we better pay attention", Masaru said. Everyone nodded, and resumed their conversation, just keeping their eyes and ears primed for anything. Izuku and Katsuki talked only when spoken to, a tense air was between them. Shizuo picked it up but said nothing.
After a few short minutes the tapping of a mic was heard, drawing everyone's attention to the main podium in the room. Standing at the podium was the host of the event, Ichigo Kurosaki. He took the mic and spoke clearly, "Hello and welcome to Musutafu Central Hospital's official grant ceremony. Normally we don't make a big deal about these kinds of things, however this time I felt it was necessary. First off, to those in the crowd and that aren't here who are supporters and contributors for this hospital, you are this institute's greatest of friends. We couldn't help those in need without you. I'd like to take a short moment to thank and applause the wonderful men and women that made this possible."
Applause and cheers rang out, making the Hero's and individuals that supported the hospital meekly wave and smile. After a few moments, Ichigo waved his hand to calm the crowd. "Thank you once more ladies and gentlemen. You help us help others. Now then, the reason why we are all here is to do a ceremony, so let's start it off with a good friend of mine. Many of you know him, he can't be lost in a crowd. He is donating half of his own total pay of the fiscal year to our pediatric ward. Let us welcome this great man, ALL MIGHT!"
The crowd starting cheering and clapping louder than before, seeing the behemoth of a Hero step out on the stage in a navy blue suit, the fabric straining against his physique. He smiled and waved to the crowd as they kept cheering. 'Man this is insane, Ichigo said a small group. Not a size that fills up this entire room! Dammit, I hate public speeches.'
Swallowing his nerves, All Might bellowed, "Hello, I am here!" He leaned on the podium and waved his hand, motioning for the crowd to calm down. Hizashi was bouncing in place, super excited to see the top Hero. Katsuki watched in anticipation, though he would never say he was excited, but he was. Izuku did as he planned, turned on his 'fanboy mode' and went along with the crowd. No one suspected that he knew the titan.
"As was stated by our gracious host, 'the asshole in charge', I am giving up half of my total yearly paycheck amount to the hospitals children's section. This will ensure that this facility not only can provide the high standard of healthcare it has always lived up to, but make it where the children are much more comfortable and happy while they are here. I even plan to help using my own strength should they need me." Toshinori's smile shone brightly, making the crowd cheer and clap in support of his decision. "Now please, let me at least ask the kind doctor to come join me as I unveil the latest technology I had a hand in creating. A dear friend of mine from I-Island helped me with this, its a support suit that mimics the great Recovery Girl's quirk to a lesser extent. With this, children that suffer from self-harm from their developing quirks can receive quick recovery and help them learn about their powers easier." All Might and Dr. Kurosaki moved the curtains to show a small one-piece tracksuit. It looked similar to his own Hero outfit.
"Thank you, All Might! This is a wonderful support item that you and the famous inventor David Shield created together. This will help the young ones walk confidently to their futures." Ichigo shook hands with Toshinori as both smiled toward the crowd. 'This plus the other suits and the new renovations will help us stay far ahead of the outdated tech for at least fifteen years.'
The crowd inspected suit and noticed how light it was, but also the quality and the material it was made from. It was far above most Hero outfits designed by major support companies. The invited press groups were filming and photographing everything about the event and the item. That is until All Might spoke up. "Now then, everyone, I believe that there was something grander that the doctor wanted us to see." This definitely caught the crowd's attention. What could be better than this?
Ichigo retook the stage as All Might stepped down and to the side of the platform. "Thank you, my friend. Now I'm sure all of you are thinking, 'How could anything beat a medical collaboration between the All Might and the amazing David Shield?' Well let me show you." He motioned behind him where the curtains fully pulled back and showed his lab technicians wheeling in a large set of devices and large glass tubes with a strange blue substance inside.
"A great many years have passed since I made a bet with a dear friend of mine. She told me if she won, I had to create a special division dedicated to quirk development. As you can see, I lost that bet. These tubes are for placing organs, tissue samples, blood into the substance. This liquid is a miracle of science designed by Tsunade Senju, the Princess of Quirks. I had David Shield go through her notes and will so he and his team could bring this to life. With this, new knowledge of quirks and how to better use them will be known to us all. I present to you our new department: Analysis and Research of Quirks, or Tsunade's ARQ."
Ichigo swept his arms towards the appliances as the crowd cheered and applauded the new research. 'I did it Tsunade, I created your brain baby. With your cells being the basis of the work for your Cell Resoration quirk, we will be able to help millions. Now then, I think its time.' Ichigo looked directly to All Might, who noticed and nodded.
"Now then, may I have everyone's attention? David gave me a detailed list of the capabilities of the suits and the ARQ. Let me start of with the suits and get them out of the way of this medical marvel." All Might now had everyone's attention and was drawing them in more as Ichigo melded with the background.
With nobody watching, he walked silently around the crowd to a specific spot. He reached out and tapped the shoulder o his target: Izuku. The boy turned his head, eyebrows cocked in curiosity that someone wanted his attention before he recognized whom it was. "Dr. Kur-", the doctor placed a hand over his mouth and motion for Izuku to be quiet.
Ichigo stepped back and gestured to follow him. Seeing Izuku not moving and eyeing him warily, Ichigo sighed and made a new motion. He reached up and acted as if he plucked a hair and then brought his hand down and pretended to eat it. Then he pointed at Izuku. The teen's eyes nearly popped out of his skull in realization before silently following the man. After a few minutes the ended up in the doctor's office. Before Izuku could speak, Ichigo started it off.
"So kid, how's the new quirk working for you? That training may be hard now, but we aren't done. You still haven't got the worse of it yet." He said with a sly grin.
