So, I read all of your comments, be aware, I do read every comment that comes my way, so I am listening to what all of you are saying.

Bakudeku is out. It won't be a ship as a majority of you said you didn't want it as a ship, which is fair enough.

Now, I saw that a few of you had issues with Tododeku as well and I do apologize but tododeku was kind of always going to be one of the end goals for this story so that is here to stay. I do apologize if you don't like that.

The class was better about getting into their seats before Mr. Aizawa got to the doorway. Of course there were still a few stragglers that tried, but ultimately failed to get into their seats. Poor Kaminari got the end of Mr. Aizawa's scarf when he was still standing by the time Aizawa crossed the threshold.

"I'm sorry!" Kaminari wheezed and Mr. Aizawa tightened his capture weapon around Kaminari's torso and stomach. "I'm sorry!" He wheezed again, his voice sounding breathy and desperate for air.

"I mean it when I say I want your butts in chairs!"

"Underst-" Kaminari wheezed and tried to take a deep breath in; face now turning a nasty shade of red. "Understood, sir!" Kaminari finally managed to get out of constricted lungs.

"Good." Aizawa let Kaminari drop to the ground. Kaminari took in several rapid fire deep breaths as he brought his hand to his neck. "That goes for all of you. Am I clear?"

"Yes, sir!" Everybody chimed in, some giving Kaminari pitying glances, while others were trying their hardest not to laugh at Kaminari, who shakily got into his seat.

Aizawa walked towards his desk and leaned down to pick up his bright yellow sleeping bag. "So, today will not be taught by me-" By the time Aizawa zipped up his sleeping bag from the inside, their classroom door suddenly burst open.

"I am standing in the doorway like a normal person!" All Might declared as he poked his head through the doorway in such a way that he was basically bowing through the threshold of the doorway.

"All Might!" Everyone, even Izuku, cheered as their favorite hero happily jumped so he was in the middle of the classroom, standing right at the podium he kept his signature smile on his face the whole time as he spoke.

"He's wearing his silver age costume! It's such a classic!" Izuku beamed while he gushed over the outfit All Might was wearing.

"Yeah, pretty cool." Hitoshi grinned while he started to put his hair up into a ponytail.

"All right, listen up you lot! Today we will be teaching you zygoats about the trial of battle with a hero vs villain simulation battle! It's one of the ways we can get your hero foundation going and get you weaklings properly trained!"

Some people cheered. Ready for the excitement of hero training, Izuku was one of those people that happily clapped along with his peers.

"Now, before we get going to the battlegrounds there's one important thing that you guys will need-" At his words a panel in the wall opened up revealing numbered cases.

"Our hero costumes!" The whole class shouted in exhilaration. Even Hitoshi shouted while clapping.

"Quiet down." Aizawa warned as he slithered into ther view. "Or I'll make you all do it in your gym uniforms." He seethed and everyone clammed up immediately.

"Alright class, one-by-one take your case that is assigned by your seat number." All Might ordered in a much softer voice. "And once you have your gear go ahead and go down to the locker rooms. We'll meet up at ground beta." All Might ordered and like instructed one by one the students got up to collect their suitcase.

Izuku felt himself start to vibrate with excitement. 'I'm before Hichan~' He thought in giddiness. It wasn't because he wanted his outfit first, but he had a surprise for Hitoshi. One he didn't want his brother to see just yet.

When it was finally his turn Izuku shot up from his seat and rushed to grab his case. The moment it was in his hands he bolted.

"Whoa, Young Tora sure is excited!" All Might laughed as Izuku ran.

"Walk!" Aizawa called after him and Izuku grumbled as he slowed his pace to a speed walk. Once he was out of the classroom and in the hallway. He went back to a run.

"'Zuku!" Kaminari laughed.

"I gotta get changed first!" Izuku laughed as he turned to face Kaminari and gave a little skip in his step. He then focused back around and ran his way towards the changing rooms.

"Are you sure about this?" Aizawa had inquired as he looked over Izuku's final drawing of his hero costume. "You won't be able to change it until later."

Izuku looked over his blueprints and hummed. He double checked over everything. "The only thing I'm not so about is…" Izuku brought his fingers to his chin and quietly muttered to himself. Finally, Izuku shook his head violently. "Nope! Nope not second guessing myself! Yes, it's final!"

"Okay. I'm taking it now…" Aizawa took the paper. "You won't be getting it back… all changes are final until way later-"

"It's fine. I think I can live with it for now." Izuku smiled at his dad. Izuku then kicked his feet happily. "I can't wait to show Hichan."

Izuku was ten steps ahead of his brother. Choosing to change in a stall rather than by his locker. At the time it was just him and Bakugo as the people before them had already finished changing.

"Nerd, the fuck?" Bakugo ordered as Izuku locked the stall door.

"It's a surprise!...to Hichan. Not to you." Izuku corrected quickly as he started to strip.

"Whatever." Bakugo just huffed as he rolled his eyes (Izuku assumed). "You and Eyebags are really that close, huh?" He inquired.

"Well, Duh." Izuku couldn't help but laugh at the, seemingly, silly question. He folded his clothes on the floor and opened his suitcase. 'It's awesome!' He thought as he looked at the main part of his costume. "I told you. He's my twin."

"Yeah, and like I said: All Might is my uncle. Really, what is he to you?"

Izuku hummed as he opened his mouth to say: "My brother?" But he stopped as he was halfway through putting his costume on. "..." His brow furrowed a little as he really thought about it. "Hichan is…" He paused again before he beamed, though Bakugo couldn't see it.

"Can't think of anything nice to say?" There was a smugness in Bakugo's voice.

"No." Izuku continued to smile as he zipped himself into the underlayer of his hero costume. "The opposite really. I have too many good things to say. I guess-" Izuku grabbed the second piece of his costume, his gloves, and rolled them onto his person. "-To sum it up, the best I can say is that Hichan is my protector and best friend. Next to our dad he's always looking out for me and he makes sure I'm safe. It's always been the two of us for as long as I could remember." Izuku leaned down and put his shoes on. "He's always there when I need him. Always."

"... Whatever." There was the sound of a locker slamming shut as Bakugo grumbled. "I don't care anymore, you damn nerd."

"Oh, okay."

Izuku finished putting his costume on and opened the stall door. He knew he had probably seconds to get his clothes in his locker so he zoomed as fast as he could to his locker, opened it and just shoved his clothes in. He then slammed his locker shut and ran for the entrance to ground beta.

Izuku then put his hood up over his eyes, instantly his vision turned lavender in color, and brought his respirator up to his mouth. Granted he'd probably won't need it, but it wasn't just a respirator, as it was also a subtle permanent smile. 'Hitoshi is going to love this.' Izuku thought as he walked up to ground Beta where he'd meet with his other classmates.

"'Zuku, is that you in there?" Ochako bounded towards him, a bit of glee in her eyes as she did so. "I almost didn't recognize you."

"Thanks! My dad says it's best to try and keep your face hidden if you can! That way villains with a vengeance will have a harder time tracking you down." Izuku was glad he was wearing his respirator and hood now as he knew he was blushing. "You look good!"

This time Ochako blushed. "Thanks, it's a little tighter than I expected." She giggled nervously. "But it's lightweight! Which is perfect for my quirk." She tugged on a part of her black and pink skin tight suit. "Oh, hang on-" She then turned and picked something off of the ground. A bright pink helmet. She then put it on her face. The plexiglass was pink, but completely see through. "There!"

"Right, you have a zero gravity quirk. If you'll have me, I'd like to analyze your quirk sometime- bu-but that's if you want! I'm not trying to force you or anything!" He instantly panicked, fearful he might have been rude.

Ochako laughed again. "Sure! Anytime."

"Tora?" Iida suddenly came up to the two of them. His face was hidden behind a helmet, but Izuku could tell he was smiling. He wore something akin to a knight costume with his face completely hidden by a knight's helmet. Though his costume had engines poking out of his back and boosters by his legs to allow him maximum speed with no risk to his clothes. "Why, you look positively-"

"Purple?!" Hitoshi choked from behind.

Izuku spun and, in his own shock, pointed at his twin. "G-Green!?"

Well, it turns out they both had the same idea.

Izuku's surprise. His entire costume was dark purple in color, this was minus his boots, gloves, and knee pads. They were all black. He wanted to keep his red boots, but those would clash with his purple scheme. For his hood he kept eye holes protected by lighter, lavender colored, shatter proof glass. He kept the rabbit ears for his original design, a subtle nod to All Might with how they stuck up.

Yes, originally Izuku wanted capture weapon-esque sleeves. However, his father pointed out that it was impractical. So, he scrapped them for now. In fact, Izuku was sure he wasn't going the capture weapon route like his father and brother.

Now, Hitoshi's outfit was interesting. Unlike Izuku he had a capture scarf wrapped snugly around his neck. The scarf was much like their own father's in color. A dark gray. However, unlike their father, Hitoshi's outfit was a dark forest green. He wore a jumpsuit with a red belt around his middle. He also wore black combat boots that were laced up to his knees. Hitoshi had a metal device that was currently hanging down by his neck. His pride and joy that he and dad had been working on perfecting.

The voice modifier. It was perfect for Hitoshi's quirk and most certainly going to give him the advantage.

"Heh. Great minds really think alike." Hitoshi commented as he approached with his hands in his pockets. "Purple looks good on you, Zuchan."

"And green looks good on you." Izuku couldn't help but laugh as he lowered his respirator so it hung around his neck.

"God! You two are insufferable!" Bakugo all but groaned out in annoyance.

"And jealousy looks good on you." Hitoshi didn't even miss a beat. "What's the matter, don't get enough love at home, you chihuahua?"

Bakugo's eyes went angry again. White and comically slanted downwards to showcase his rage. "Watch yourself, Mindfuck." He growled between clenched teeth.

"'Zuku, 'Toshi! What do you think? Awesome right?" Kaminari saved them from any more interaction with Bakugo as he caught both of their attention.

Kaminari wore a simplistic outfit. He wore a white shirt under a black jacket that had lightning bolts down the sides and around the collar. His pants were very much like their gym uniform pants. Black to match the jacket with long white lines down the center of each leg.

"Oh, not bad. Special fabric?" Izuku asked as he lightly felt one of Kaminari's sleeves with his fingers.

"Of course! It's made so it won't burn when I use my quirk!" Kaminari grinned.

"Smart." Hitoshi leaned down and lightly pulled up on Kaminari's right pant leg. Just enough to show an ankle.

"Ah." Kaminari blushed a little at this sudden notion.

"What about those socks of yours?" Hitoshi then inquired next as he pointed down at the socks in question. Considering the socks had little sushi rolls imprinted on them, Izuku had a feeling that they were not made to resist high voltage shocks.

"Ah…uh…" Kaminari's face lightly fell once he realized he had made a mistake.

"I'd get that fixed next time. Simple fix for now, just take your socks off."

"But I'll get blisters and my feet will sweat!" Kaminari whined.

"I'd rather get blistered than singed by a sock." Izuku chimed in next.

Kaminari grumbled a little but immediately sat down to take his shoes off. "Be friends with the smart people, they said. It'll be fun, they said."

Izuku and Hitoshi both laughed a little as Kaminari started to take his socks off.

"Eyes on me!" Came All Might's booming voice and next thing everyone knew their teacher dove into their view. A powerful gust of wind following his grand entrance. "Look at you, zygoats! So young and yet so powerful looking! It's a beautiful thing to see!" His eyes landed on Izuku and he simply gave his head a shake.

What was All Might thinking about?

Still, Izuku smiled as he looked around at everyone. His eyes landed on Todoroki and his smile slipped a little. Todoroki's costume was interesting to say the least with his entire costume color being a silvery white color and his left side covered in fake ice in an attempt to keep the white color going. 'Is he hiding his left side? Why?" Izuku wondered if it had to do with the scar on the same side of his face. Was Todoroki ashamed of it? Wanted to keep it hidden from the rest of the world?

Or did it go even deeper than that?

Hitoshi lightly bumped into Izuku. "Pay attention." He hissed to his brother.

"Sorry." Izuku whispered as he focused right back around to All Might.

"-Now, for this trial this will be an indoor type of simulation. A lot of villainy is often committed indoors, despite what the news outlets will tell you. So, it would only make sense for us to train you how to fight indoors. You must be mindful of your space and potential debris for the outside.

"Now, the rules. There will be two teams. One team will be hero's and the other team will be villains. The villains will be guarding a nuclear weapon, whereas the heroes will be trying to capture the weapon or capture the villains. Each team will have fifteen minutes to think of a plan and then the heroes will have fifteen minutes to try and take the nuke from the villains. If they manage to do that they'll win. However; if the villain team manages to keep their weapon, or they manage to capture both hero's they'll win. Does everybody understand?"

"Yes, sensei!" Everyone yelled in understanding.

"Good! Now there will be two people per team and each team will be randomly selected! While each simulation is carried out the rest of us will be watching the battle through security cameras planted around the building." All Might explained and he turned towards a screen. "So, let's not waste any time! Who are our first team of heroes!?" All Might yelled at the screen.

Images flickered in rapid fire in front of them as the first two people were chosen at random-

"Oh." Izuku didn't expect to be up so soon!

He was paired with Todoroki.

"Interesting." Todoroki muttered as he stood next to Izuku. "Just try and keep up with me."

"I will!" Izuku smiled as he stood next to Todoroki and stood by his side. "Who are we up against!? We'll send them packing!" Izuku demanded with renewed determination as he pointed at the screen. Todoroki simply snorted in response to Izuku.

Once again rapid fire images of other students flashed on screen-

"Oh." Izuku gulped while his eyes went wide. Lady luck had a sense of humor.

"Oh." All Might seemed to share the exact same nervousness Izuku had.

There was a cackling laugh in the back. It was Kaminari.

"Oh hell no! I am not working with that sociopath!" Hitoshi declared as he pointed at Bakugo.

"Oh please, you're just upset you're not with your 'twin'." Bakugo made sure to make air quotes around the word 'twin' as he growled at Hitoshi. "Besides, the feeling is likewise, you'll just slow me down!"

"I am not, I just don't like you." Hitoshi crossed his arms over his chest. "I'll take anybody else in this class."

"This- is a great learning moment!" All Might suddenly declared to try, and fail, to break the tension between both parties. "Heroes are often paired together and, more times than not, heroes are paired with other heroes that they may not like. Differences need to be put aside for the sake of a mission." All Might suddenly wedged himself between Bakugo and Hitoshi. He put one arm around Hitoshi and one arm around Bakugo.

"Besides, who knows! You two may even get along during this simulation." All Might continued to smile while he pulled the two of them into a sideways hug.

'Not that simple, once Hichan doesn't like someone it's almost impossible for him to warm up to that person again.' Izuku thought. 'Akisho is a good example.'

"The day I like him is the day my brain stops working!" Hitoshi hissed between clenched teeth as All Might continued to give the two of them a squeeze.

"Likewise, eyebags. Let's just get this stupid simulation over with." Bakugo hissed right back; matching Hitoshi's energy with his own.

"Agreed." Hitoshi crossed his arms over his chest in anger and looked away from Bakugo.

"Er. Good. Good! See? You guys are already agreeing on something! Why don't you four get to Ground Beta and get situated?" All Might was practically begging with his voice as he pushed Hitoshi and Bakugo forward and then gestured for Izuku and Todoroki to do so.

Izuku smiled and allowed Todoroki to take the lead. Todoroki huffed and walked and Izuku followed him.

"Oh man, this first battle is probably going to end in someone's death." Kaminari continued to cackle as Izuku walked past him. "My vote is Bakugo is going to die!"

"You're wrong, Hitoshi is totally dead." Someone, Mina, Izuku thinks, said next with her own laugh.

"No, you're both wrong. Those two are going to kill each other." A male had joined in, Sero, with mirth laced in his voice.

Izuku and Todoroki went into the gym before Izuku could hear anymore between the students. 'This is… going to be interesting.'


Izuku was trying not to let his nervousness show as their fifteen minutes of planning were almost up. They had come up with a decent plan after Izuku had told Todoroki about Hitoshi's quirk and how it worked. A plan Izuku hoped would work. If not, that's fine. Izuku always had a backup plan.

"I've been meaning to ask you-" Todoroki said as Izuku was stimming his fingers on his right hand. He connected each finger to his thumb in a quick session.

"Hm?" Izuku hummed as he turned to face Todoroki. Never once did he stop his stimming.

"Why do you call your brother 'Hichan?' Why not just call him 'Hitoshi'?"

"Hichan? Well, I've always called him that as far back as I remember. Something about his name being too hard to pronounce. I think. Besides, he calls me 'Zuchan.' so it's fair game."

"But aren't you concerned about how it looks in public? It's rather… erm… childish."

Izuku blinked and stopped his stimming as he thought about what Todoroki said. "I really don't think about what other people think about me and Hichan. In the end, they're opinions often don't matter. Especially to strangers."

Todoroki hummed. "Very well. Then let me pose another question. Don't you think your relationship with your brother is a little… too close?"

"Not at all!-..." Izuku twirled a curl around his finger. "...is that what you think?"

"I just… you guys are always touching. And most of the time you don't even know it from what I've gathered. Yesterday, for example. During math you reached your left hand back to place it on his desk and he took it. If it's not hand holding it's hugging. I've…" Todoroki looked confused for a very serious moment. "Are sibling relationships supposed to be all touchy-feely?"

'Oh. He has siblings.'

"Well, no. I don't think so anyways. I think the best way to describe it with me and Hichan is that… our love language is touch!" Izuku smiled and Todoroki kept his frown on his face.

"Love…language?" Todoroki then tilted his head cutely.

Before Izuku could answer, a buzzer sounded throughout the building. "Let the simulation begin!" All Might's voice boomed throughout the whole gym.

"I'll explain later! C'mon." Izuku grabbed onto Todoroki's non-ice covered hand and together they marched into the building.

'I wonder what plan Hichan had cooked up with Bakugo!'


"You're a fucking idiot and you're the reason we're going to fail. But fine. Fuck you. You want to run off and beat them on your own because you're so much better than me and my quirk. Go. Enjoy getting your ass kicked and losing!" Hitoshi threw his hands out as he yelled out to Bakugo's retreating form. "Egomaniac sociopath…"

He couldn't even get a word in edgewise on the plan. The plan? Let Bakugo handle it and stay out of his fucking way.

Fine.

Hitoshi was fine being on guard duty as he stood in front of the weapon. Of course, he was going to try his all to defend it from Todoroki and Izuku, but his brother knew his quirk and how it worked and no doubt already told Todoroki.

'You just hate me, don't you?' Hitoshi looked at the ceiling at any invisible deity he could think of. He then shrugged at the ceiling. 'It had to be Zuchan! The only person in the class that knows how my quirk works fully. Bah.' He then waved his arms once again as he stood there.

"Mhm." Hitoshi suddenly felt a chill down his spine and he breathed out a little shaky breath. When he breathed out he instantly noticed something alarming.

He could see his breath.

Then came the noise. The loud crinkling of ice breaking and forming and it was getting louder and louder as time passed. 'What exactly was Todoroki's quirk again?'

Before Hitoshi could properly react, a wall of freezing cold ice slammed and wrapped around his ankles. Holding him in place. "Oh. It's like that." Hitoshi hissed as the ice was immediately seeping into his pants legs and burning his skin. He tried to wiggle his ankles free, but no dice. He was stuck in place. "Well… this might be over sooner than I thought. I wonder if Mr. I'm-better-than-you, is doing any better?"

Hitoshi then came to a horrific realization as he looked down at his ankles. The cracking noise of ice breaking and forming never stopped. It was slowly, and painstakingly, crawling up his legs.


Bakugo was not doing any better.

"C-Cold." He shivered as he walked cautiously along the ice covered hallway. His one fucking weakness was cold and of course he had to up against the guy that can make ice. The peppermint looking bastard coated the whole building in his ice making it unbelievably cold and slippery.

Bakugo tensed at the sound of hurried footsteps. They were coming from down the hallway to his left. As much as he wanted to use his explosions to make himself fly across the hallway he couldn't. The cold meant he couldn't sweat. No sweat? No explosions.

"Fucking quirkless Deku." He growled in irritation. He didn't care what Deku said. That was his quirkless Deku.

His friend… was swallowed by a black hole.

"Kaachan! Save me!" Was the last thing four-year-old worthless Deku had screamed as he reached desperately for his best friend, but Bakugo couldn't move from his spot as he watched it happen. Horrified and slightly amazed as Deku just…vanished.

That day had haunted Bakugo for the last nine years. Watching as his… his

Watching as Deku, the worthless quirkless crybaby Deku, got taken just like that. In the snap of a finger he was gone. The blackhole killed him, it had to have. It was a villain attack gone bad.

At least that's what Bakugo had thought until yesterday.

Bakugo huffed out, a steam of air leaving his mouth at this action as he took off running towards the footsteps.

"I'm missing the first five years of my memories."

"That changes today. You're not going to make a fool out of me!"


"I still think we should have encased them in ice completely." Todoroki had huffed out a puff of air as the two of them ran along the ice covered hallway.

"It's less fun that way!"

"It's not about having fun." Todoroki growled at Izuku.

"C'mon, we have to give them a chance."

"Are you just saying that because your brother is on the other team?"

"...Okay maybe a little. But it's more than that. I want to see- Look out!" Izuku had reacted before Todoroki and he had reached out, pushing his palm against Todoroki's back he managed to get Todoroki out of the way right as Bakugo had jumped around the corner.

"I got you, De-" Bakugo reached for him, but Izuku had responded by striking his palm up and hard against the softer part of Bakugo's cheek. "Gak!" Was the noise Bakugo had made. Izuku watched him as at first he was stunned with his head turned to the side.

"Go!" Izuku barked at Todoroki. "Leave Bakugo to me, go get the bomb!"

Todoroki paused, looking ready to fight it, but instead he skipped back a few steps and ran for the bomb.

Then Bakugo snapped his head in Izuku's direction. Red eyes bloodshot and filled with unbridled rage. "I'm going to kill you." Bakugo had growled between clenched teeth.

'I believe it.'

Izuku couldn't help it. He smiled. "Bring it!" He raised his fists up. His hands were trembling slightly, but he chalked that up to adrenaline.

"Say my name." Bakugo suddenly demanded and Izuku blinked in surprise.

"...Bakugo?"

Bakugo's teeth gnashed together in anger and he swung. Izuku gasped and went to take a step back, but his foot slipped on some ice. It still worked out as he managed to dodge the attack. Even though he landed on his butt.

"Say my name!" Bakugo all but roared at Izuku as he went to grab at him again. Izuku, now using the ice to his advantage. Pushed himself between Bakugo's legs. Izuku then used his own feet to knock out Bakugo's left leg from under him. Bakugo was down on the ice just as well.

Bakugo let out an enraged growl of frustration when he landed.

Izuku scrambled, literally, to his feet. His shoes kept slipping against Todoroki's ice and for a good two seconds he was actually just running in place. Bakugo had suddenly grabbed the back of his shirt and pulled Izuku back down to the ground. "My name!" Bakugo demanded as he was now on top of Izuku.

Then there was pain as Bakugo had struck him across the face. Hard. Bakugo had not only used his closed fist, but the edge of his gauntlet had caught Izuku just as well. "Say it!"

"Ow! You socio-"

"Stop calling me that!" There was another explosion of pain as Bakugo hit him again across the face. Izuku felt something crack.

"Then stop acting like one!" Izuku reached up and grabbed Bakugo's gauntlet to stop him from hitting him again. Izuku then, once again, used the ice to his own advantage and pushed himself out from under Bakugo.

"Say my name!"

"Bakugo!"

"Dammit! That's not it." Bakugo tried to use his left hand, but Izuku, now out far enough from under Bakugo, kicked him directly in the face before he could strike Izuku again. Only Izuku didn't stop there. Once properly stunned, Izuku wrapped both of his legs around Bakugo's shoulders and twisted his whole body up. Immediately their positions were switched with Izuku directly on top of Bakugo.

"Then I don't understand what you want from me!" Izuku said with a worried tone. Two fat blood droplets landed directly on Bakugo's face and Izuku realized that his nose was most likely injured. Or his lip.

"You really don't remember?"

"I told you already-"

Bakugo grinned a sadistic grin. Their small fight had made him sweat despite the cold. "Then I guess I'll just have to beat those memories back into you!"

Bakugo had then reached his hand up and Izuku got an explosion directly to his face. The bright light and loud noise was more than enough to stun him. Bakugo pushed Izuku off of him and Izuku fell to his back.

Then he felt pain as Bakugo stomped on his chest. Izuku's breath got caught in his throat and for several long agonizing seconds he couldn't breathe-

"You need to be better, Izuku."

A kick to the face. Pain. Just pain. Izuku could taste blood as his head bounced off of the floor violently. He knew for sure his nose was broken this time around.

"Look what you made me do, Izuku."

"Young Bakugo, that's enough! He's down!" All Might's voice suddenly boomed through the speakers.

Bakugo ignored it as he picked Izuku up by his collar and punched him in the face again. "Say my name! Say it!"

"Remember Izuku, you can-"

Another punch this time to the gut.

"If you can't behave then I'll just have to take Hitoshi away from you again. Clearly he's a bad influence and needs to be punished as such."

Izuku reached up and caught the fist coming his way; a sudden anger filling deep inside of his chest. Through the blood and pain he bared his teeth. "No." Izuku suddenly growled as he got back to his feet. He twisted their hand uncomfortably. "You're not hurting him! Not again- and not ever!"

One for all surged through his whole being. He felt amazing, renewed almost, and with this new feeling, Izuku punched.

It was only when his fist made contact did he realize. He was punching a fellow student. Not the disembodied voice inside his head. Izuku, surprisingly, felt no pain, but Bakugo did when he was thrown through the nearest wall.

Izuku breathed out heavily and looked down at his hand and arm.

It wasn't broken.

Stumbling a little, Izuku then cautiously poked his head through the whole in the wall he had made. Bakugo was sprawled out on the ground unconscious. Izuku watched him for several long seconds until he saw Bakugo's chest rise. "Oh thank goodness." Izuku breathed out and fell to his knees.

"Uuuuuuugh!" He groaned in pain as he cradled his sore face. His left eye was already starting to swell shut and he tasted blood. He knew his nose was broken and both of his lips was undoubtedly busted.

That voice was replaying in his head. Over and over and over again. Like a broken record player.

"If you can't behave then I'll just have to take Hitoshi away from you again. Clearly he's a bad influence and needs to be punished as such."


Hitoshi was freezing. The ice had crawled and crept its way up to his torso. He was shivering and could hardly move. "F-Fuck." He breathed out as his body shook. With both hands he gripped on to the capture scarf. God, was he thankful for it. It was his only warmth.

"Young Bakugo, that's enough! He's down!" All Might's booming voice echoed all around them and Hitoshi continued to violently shiver in his place.

'Of course that crazy son of a bitch is beating somebody right now. It better not be Zuchan.' Hitoshi thought as he brought his hands up to his mouth and breathed on his frozen finger tips.

Hearing a noise to his right, with some effort on his part, Hitoshi turned his head towards the doorway. There, Todoroki stood. "W-Well… he-he-hello the-there." Hitoshi continued to shutter and shiver. "F-fancy mee-meeting you- fuck!- here." He gasped out. The ice started to climb higher on his body.

Todoroki, the fucker, just started to walk past him. Towards the missile. "H-Hey! Don't be-be rud-rude!" Hitoshi tried to invite him back. "Wh-why trap a-a guy if not-not to tal-talk?"

Todoroki was getting closer and closer to the weapon. Once he was actually close enough, Hitoshi pounced. Grabbing his capture weapon with semi-frozen fingers, he swung it out and grabbed Todoroki's arm before he could grab it. Todoroki gasped out and his eyes went wide with alarm.

"Yo-you're parent's sh-should teach you better." Hitoshi growled as he tried to tug Todoroki closer to him. Todoroki fought against the capture weapon and tried to yank his hand out of it. But it was never easy to get out of a capture weapon once one was ensnared. Todoroki growled and pulled against the weapon.

"L-" Todoroki looked ready to speak, but stopped just before he slipped up. He just growled in annoyance.

"Hey- wa-wait a -you look fine-" Hitoshi suddenly came to a realization. Todoroki didn't look like he had been beaten so badly that All Might needed to step in. 'Oh that rat bastard.'

Todoroki knew exactly what Hitoshi was thinking and he let his guard down. "Your love for your brother is going to be your downfall!-"

Hitoshi, already angry, didn't need any more prompting. He immediately took hold over Todoroki's mind. "Ge-get this i-ice off of-of me!" He stuttered in desperation.

He really didn't know how it was going to work. Hitoshi figured that Todoroki would start chipping away with a weapon or something.

No.

Todoroki touched the ice with his left hand, which was now almost to Hitoshi's scarf, and melted the ice. Hitoshi could only watch, amazed, as the ice sizzled under Todoroki's left hand. Steam evaporated into the air at this action. It was amazing to watch in all honesty.

Hitoshi sighed in relief as the ice quickly dissipated away from him. His clothes were soaked, but that was fine. He'd take being sopping wet over being encased in ice again. "Thanks. Now, why don't you-"

"-Not ever!"

There was an earth shattering BANG! From below; it made Hitoshi gasp in surprise. He immediately turned his head towards the sound. 'That didn't sound like boom-boom boy's explosion- Did Izuku use One for All!? He needs me!'

Hitoshi immediately went to run, to make sure his brother was okay and in one piece, but he stopped himself. 'You're a villain, remember? If he's broken you'll win.' He looked up at the clock. They had a minute left. He could just stand here and win.

….


Izuku's energy was draining. He found himself leaning against the wall for support as he tried to go up the stairs. The fight, along with his use of One for All, had taken a lot more out of him than he realized. It might have also been the fault of those memories resurfacing as well.

His feet slipped on an icy step and he tumbled sliding down each and every step painfully to the bottom. Landing on his back, Izuku groaned in pain as he looked at the ceiling. 'We're going to lose. Todoroki must have spoken to Hichan.' He thought rather sadly, but at the same time he felt happy for Hitoshi.

"Heroes win!"

'Did I hear that right? So, Todoroki didn't speak to him after all? Good job.'

"Zuchan?!" Hitoshi's worried voice screamed throughout the building. "Zuchan!"

"O-" Izuku coughed up a small bit of blood, probably from his busted lips that were still bleeding. "Over here!" cried out as he tried to sit up. Hitoshi appeared up top the staircase and he paused.

Izuku heard Hitoshi's breathing shake once he saw his state. He knew he had to look bad. "I'm-" Izuku went to stand. "It doesn't hurt that-" He swayed on his feet. Hitoshi jumped down the rest of the stairs. He nearly slid, but he didn't seem to care about that as he grabbed Izuku.

"Holy shit." Hitoshi breathed out.

"..." Feeling eyes on him, Izuku looked up to the top of the steps to see Todoroki. There was something in his eyes. Contempt? Disgust?

Izuku really didn't care.

"You…" came Hitoshi's snarl.

Izuku turned to look over his shoulder. Bakugo was awake and rubbing his, undoubtedly, sore stomach where Izuku had struck him. Bakugo's eyes landed on Hitoshi and he bared his teeth in anger.

"Hichan, let it go. It's part of the simulation. Please-" Izuku whispered as he grabbed on to Hitoshi's sleeve. He didn't want Hitoshi to get in trouble for fighting again.

"Fighting is part of the simulation. Beating a fellow student and classmate is not!" Hitoshi went to take a step forward, shoulders squared and teeth grinding. He was ready for a showdown.

"I'll beat your ass just as well." Bakugo suddenly bristled in his own anger.

"I'd like to see you try!"

That was when Todoroki stepped in. Literally. He stomped on the ground and a flood of ice immediately encased all of their ankles keeping them in place. "Enough. It's over. Move on." Todoroki hissed as he came down. He then, surprisingly, took Izuku's arm. "You love your brother, we get it. So why don't you actually help him? He's bleeding and no doubt in pain, but by all means. Fight someone." Todoroki snapped in Hitoshi's direction.

Todoroki then tugged on Izuku's arm and led him away from Hitoshi. "I mean, Izuku said it himself, did he not? Let it go."


"Tch." Recovery Girl clicked her tongue against the roof of her mouth as she gently dabbed at Izuku's broken nose. "Why do I have a feeling you're going to be a regular here."

Izuku flinched a little as she continued to wipe the blood off and away from his bruised eye and broken nose. " 'm sorry." He mumbled weakly. He had to mumble now because his lips were swollen. "Ow…" He couldn't help but say and wince when she dabbed a little too hard against his blackened eye.

After Todoroki had dropped him off, he went back to ground Beta, but not before saying something that Izuku hadn't expected. "Hitoshi threw the match. He wanted to check on you so badly he couldn't just stand there and wait for the clock."

'Hichan…'

The door opened suddenly and: "Oh, Jesus christ." Aizawa breathed out at Izuku's face.

" 'Sn't hurt." Izuku tried to wave it off, but his father wasn't having it. He was extremely gentle as he tilted Izuku's head up to get a full scale of all of his injuries.

"Can you heal it all?" Aizawa asked Recovery girl.

"Unfortunately not all today. Too many tiny fractures and injuries to his face in total, but I should be able to heal his broken nose and eye socket first and foremost. I'll give him some gummies to help with the pain, scrapes, and scratches, and the rest I'll have to heal either tomorrow or the day after." Recovery Girl informed Aizawa as she then stood on her toes and gave Izuku a kiss to the forehead with her elastic-esque lips.

Izuku immediately sighed in relief as the pressure behind his swollen eye started to dissipate and his nose reset, but felt even more tired than before. He felt like he could sleep for a decade if not longer.

"So, what happened exactly?" Aizawa asked Izuku. Izuku felt himself sway sleepily.

"Battle simulation. Me and Todoroki Vs Hichan and Bakugo." Izuku started to explain as he laid down on the bed so his head was nestled on the pillow. Izuku then yawned. "Bakugo went crazy. Demanded I say his name. But his name wasn't his name? I dunno." Izuku shook his head in confusion. "Bakugo started to beat me, so I punched him through a wall…" Izuku was losing his fight with sleep as his eyes started to close on their own accord.

"Wait, what? You punched him through a wall?!"

"Mmm. He threatened to take Hichan away and punish him…"

"What do you mean by that?! Izuku?... Izuku?!" Aizawa shook his son, but it was too late, Izuku was asleep.

"I'd leave him. I can guarantee he won't be waking up any time soon. " Recovery Girl told Aizawa as she typed on her computer. "He was already drained when he came in."

Aizawa looked at Izuku before he sighed in irritation. "Okay, it's fine. I'll just see what happened whenever All Might gives me the footage. Thank goodness it records sound… but why do I feel like I'm going to have to have a talk with Hitoshi just as well?"