Takoba Municipal Beach Park- Mad Dog Training- Day 7

Majima kept his stance low as he circled his opponent, who stood in place unflinchingly. It was just a single scrub, he could take 'em down with his hands tied behind his back. Just get ready and…

"Jiji!"

Izu-chan?

Majima immediately disengaged from the combat situation with the training mannequin and took with speed that would make a certain blue hedgehog jealous in the direction that he had heard his nephew crying out from.

What happened? Did he fall off one of the trash piles? Did one of the trash piles fall on him? What the hell are Nishida and the boys doing? Why weren't they there to help? I swear, if Izu-chan's hurt, I'm gonna beat 'em so hard that their grandfather's fathers'll feel it.

Thoughts of vicious assault running rampant through his mind, Majima hardly noticed when he had finally arrived at the spot where the cry had originated. Then he heard another loud cry of 'Jiji!' before feeling a tiny mass slam into his leg and cling on for dear life.

Looking down, he saw the big tearful green eyes of his tiny nephew and he sighed in relief. There wasn't a single scratch on him, this was good. No one had to die. Now came the big question.

"What happened, kiddo? Why'd ya scream?"

Izuku didn't say anything, simply burying his face back into the man's pant leg and pointing behind himself.

Following the direction of his nephew's pointing finger, the cyclops finally took note of the other person present. And as he took in the (visibly bemused) man's features, his eye widened in surprise.

"Kiryu-chan?"

The man's eyes seemed to widen as well, not in surprise but rather recognition as called out,

"Majima-Oniisan?"

It took about five minutes to calm Izuku down and convince him that Kiryu wasn't going to eat him.

"I know Kiryu-chan looks scary on the outside, but on the inside, he's a real softie! Soft as a marshmallow!"

It took a bit of light singing on Kiryu's part, to make him a bit more at ease, but they eventually managed to get Izuku back to working on clearing some of the trash away, while the two men got reacquainted near the entrance.

"So Kiryu-chan, what're ya doin' here in Musutafu? Thought ya took yer girl and ran off to run an orphanage or some shit?"

"I did. Haruka's class is on a field trip to see U.A. and the surrounding city, so I have some… friends taking care of the place until we get back. So, what are you doing here?"

Majima chuckled and gestured towards Izuku, as the boy struggled to move a car tire from one pile of trash onto the truck that was waiting for him.

"You mean he's…? You know."

"Nah, nothin' like that. He's my brother's kid."

"You have a brother?"

"That's right."

"A brother that has a kid?"

"Yeah, that's the long and short of it."

"Huh, the more you know, I guess."

"Yeah, the more ya know."

A beat of silence passed between the two, filled only by the sounds of Izuku moving trash and throwing it into the bed of the pink truck that Majima had left for him.

Fuck it. He's here, might as well ask.

"Kiryu-chan, I need your help."

"What?"

"I need your help."

"With... what, exactly?"

"With Izu-chan. I need you to help me make him a hero."

At that, Majima dove into a full explanation about his relationship with Izuku and his family. His talk with the child. The promise he made, all leading into the reason why he and Izuku were on the beach-turned-junkyard.

"So, he's quirkless and wants to be a hero, huh?"

"Yeah."

"Never heard of a quirkless hero before."

"Most of the world hasn't. S'why he's gonna be the first."

"Still don't see where you need my help in all of this. You seem to have it all covered."

"That's just it, Kiryu-chan. I don't."

"What do you mean?"

"What I mean, is that I ain't got much I can do for him at the moment. I've been losin' my touch lately, ain't many bastards to fight with nowadays. At least, not fairly."

"Sounds like a personal hell for you."

"Yer tellin' me. But that ain't the point. The point is, I need someone strong to put him through his paces. And yer the strongest bastard I know."

"Oh no. Majima, I can't. I'm only here for the week and then I'm heading back to Okinawa with Haruka. That's nowhere near enough time to teach a kid anything about fighting or anything like that."

"Unless… he were to end up in Okinawa for the next couple weeks with ya."

"Majima, you can't actually be suggesting that I take this kid back home with me. What about his parents?"

"His dad's away on business and his ma's probably fine with it, I'll ask her tonight when I take him home."

"...You're actually serious about this."

"Serious as cancer, Kiryu-chan."

"..." Kiryu stared into Majima, his gaze unfaltering.

"..." Majima stared right back, his own stare resolute. He wouldn't back down on this.

"...Fine, if you can get his mom to agree, I'll do it."

Hearing the answer that he was waiting for, Majima's glare melted into a look of pure elation.

"You got it, then! Hiihahahahahahaha! This is gonna be great!"

Kiryu sighed. As much as he would love to say that he was used to Majima's… eccentricities, but even still, he couldn't get a read on the guy. He could only hope that the man's nephew didn't share his proclivities for violence...

"Hey, Kiru-chan! Let's go a couple rounds for old time's sake, yeah?!"

For his own sake.

Day 14- Departure to Okinawa

"I love you, sweetie!"

"Love you too, mom!"

"If there's anything you need, you wanna talk, or anything like that; Kiryu-san has my number, so just ask him. Okay?"

"Okay, mom."

"Oh! And your father said he'd send something for you in the mail, so be on the lookout."

"Okay, mom."

"And-and... oh, my baby's growing up so fast!" Inko kneeled, reached forward quickly, and crushed the tiny child in a tight bear hug. Izuku, who was still riding high on the excitement of taking his first trip outside of Musutafu, hugged her back with just as much force as he could muster(which admittedly was quite a bit for a four-year-old).

"Call me when you get settled in, okay?"

"Okay!"

"Be good for Kiryu-san. He's letting you stay with him and 8 other kids, so do your part while you're there."

"Okay, mom!"

"Alright, I'll let you go now. I love you. See you in a few weeks."

"I love you too, mom. Bye!" At that, Izuku turned around and sped off to where Kiryu and a young girl waited at the entrance to the terminal.

Inko waited a few moments for them to all enter the terminal and leave her sight before letting a few errant tears flow down her cheeks.

Wiping them away, she smiled. It would be lonely for a little while, but it would be well worth it.

'Why?', you ask?

Because her baby would be a hero.