AN: I don't own My hero Academia or Servamp

All Might and Izuku's pet fox

Several months ago, I met this boy. His name was Izuku Midoriya. He was a scrawny little kid that was a huge fan of mine. Huge enough to latch on to my leg and flew along with me as I leaped away. Even though my time was running out I had to take him with me. Wouldn't want the kid to fall to his death. Once we landed he asked me the question: "Can someone become a hero without a quirk." It struck a chord with me. one time in my life I asked the same question to myself. I know the hard truth. Then my timer ran out and the kid saw my true form. Of course, he was freaked out by it. Who wouldn't be? It's such an unsightly appearance. I told him my story soon after. He had the right to know and he seemed didn't like the type to snitch. Or at least I hoped he wasn't. I also told him the hard truth: No, a quirkless person can't become a hero. I knew it was going to crush him, but someone needed to tell him, or the worst could happen if he decided to continue on this path. I left him soon after. I knew it was wrong, but I had to bring in this villain I trapped inside a soda bottle, so I had to take him in. That's when I realized something. I lost him. Damn it, it must have slipped when I was flying. Well jumping high technically. I eventually found the villain nearby and he even took a hostage. The worst part was that I couldn't do anything. I was weak and powerless. Pathetic. It was then the unimaginable happened. The boy I met earlier that day. The boy who's dreams I crushed. He came out of nowhere and rushed in to save the hostage while everyone else stood back and watched. Inspired, I used the last of my strength to go out there and saved him. The passion I saw in the boy that day was the reason why I chose him to become my successor which leads me to this moment…

"Hi, All Might!" chimed a familiar voice.

Putting on his brightest smile, the buff hero turned around to greet the young boy. "Ah young Midoriya you made it…huh?" he noticed something on top of the boy's curls. It was strange. A black furry like object just sat there like an awkwardly placed hat. Though it might have been a hat. Perhaps a very furry beret. But with the green tracksuit he was wearing, the furry beret definitely seemed out of place. The boy didn't strike him as they try to be the trendy type or something so the hat just perplexed him. It brothered him so much he had to ask: "Young Midoriya. Why are you wearing that peculiar hat?"

Izuku tilted his head in confusion. Then he hammered his palm with his fist as he figured out what the hero was talking about. He smiled brighter and stroked the hat on his head. "Oh, this isn't a hat. This is my pet fox." He stroked it a little harder and the 'hat' started to come alive. It curled out to reveal two fluffy tails with white tips and a small head that was hidden behind them. The fox's face was mainly back with a white fur mouth, large pointed ears, and relaxed closed eyes. After a few seconds, the little fox's eyes opened to reveal their deep red irises. They appeared to be glaring at the hero with a bored expression. The complete opposite to his owners lively, bright smile. "All Might this is Kurama my pet fox. He wouldn't let me out of the apartment with him. So, I hope you don't mind if I keep him with me."

The fox, Kurama, lifted his little head with a yawn. He stretched his small lean body and wiped the sleep from his eyes with one of his tiny paws. The actions were so human it was strange yet oddly adorable.

All Might awe at the waking creature. He leaned in to get a closer look at the fox. "Not at all. I don't think this little guy would cause that much trouble. A cute little fella isn't he?" He wiggled one of his massive fingers to stroke the little guy. He couldn't help it. Any animal just waking up from their slumber is just so cute to see. Anyone's first reaction is to give it little pet. He will soon learn to regret this decision.

Once his fingers touched the fox's forehead, it gave him a look. His red eyes gleamed with anger as if to say: 'don't you dare touch me, you filthy human'. All Might instinctively gulp at the sight. He tried to retreat but it was too late. He was just too close. Before the hero could even try to move, the fox bared its fangs and chopped onto the hero's fat finger. Its fangs dug deep and hooked themselves tight on the hero's flesh.

"Ah!" the hero screamed. The shock was so much he returned back to his true form. Running in a complete panic, All Might have tried to shake the fox off his finger, but he was hooked on too tight. No matter how hard he tried to shake the fox off he held on tight. It was one of the most frightening things he ever experienced in his life. He thought he was going to lose a finger thanks to this violent little thing. Since he was in his weak state and his body was fragile, to begin with, it wasn't too much of a stretch. Especially since the fox had such a strong jaw. "Get him off me! Get him off!"

Quickly, Izuku ran after the weaken hero and his fox. "Kurama no bad boy!" After five or so minutes running around, Izuku finally took hold of Kurama's small body. With the touch of his master as a trigger, the fox dropped the bony man's finger. Izuku pulled the fox into his chest and trapped him in his arms. He bowed low in apology. "I'm so sorry All Might. Kurama, isn't usually this violent. He's only like that to Kacchan for some reason. I swear it won't happen again. And don't worry he doesn't have rabies…" The boy continued with is long widen apology with no sign of stopping anytime soon.

Sucking his bleeding finger, All Might raise his hand up to stop the boy form muttering further. "It's ok young Midoriya," he muffed with bitten his fingers in his mouth. "The little guy just surprised me that's all. No harm was done." Ok, little harm was done. The was a ring of sharp teeth index on his finger and it was still bleeding out quite a bit. But he had worst. Much worst. He can deal with a little pain like this.

Still, Izuku apologised, "I'm so sorry. I don't know what's gotten into him." He lifted his head up from the bow and looked down at the ground shamefully. "Kurama, is usually so well behaved I swear. Maybe he just needs some time getting used to you that's all. Yeah, I'm sure he'll warm up to you in no time. You are All Might after all," The boy cheered with a hopeful smile.

All Might played along to carry the child's hope. "I'm sure he will," he said as he tried to equal the boy's smile. I repeat the word tried. The smile ended up being rather forced and somewhat doubtful. Although he would like to believe that statement would come true one day. He doesn't believe it will be coming anytime soon. How did he know this? It was all in the fox's eyes. While its master gave the hero a warm and reassuring smile the fox had the complete opposite in contrast. His red eyes were wide open and burned into the hero's soul. They burned with such hatred. A hatred that he couldn't understand. It seemed obvious to him the fox did not feel a shred of guilt for his action as his owner did. It was like it was completely intentional. A part of him had this certain yet uncertain feeling that the fox was planning to bite his finger off. The aura he was giving out. It was something he felt in every battle he ever fought. The feeling of bloodlust and the frustration of not having that bloodlust filled. Needless to say, All Might had learned to fear the little black fox.

Ever since that day I tried to avoid that little guy as much as possible. Although it became almost impossible to do so. Not with young Midoriya bringing him in every time we trained together. He was always there watching us. Watching me. The look in his eyes as he observed us made me uneasy. It was like he despised me for some reason. I couldn't understand it at the time, but luckily there weren't any other incidents like that after the first one. There was this one time a T.V almost fell on me. Thankfully young Midoriya was there to push me out of the way. When I looked up Kurama was looking down at me giving me another one of his dirty glares. Something told me he did that on purpose. There was other time where I tried to make peace with the little guy. Giving him food or trying to pet him again. Both usually end with disaster with him trying to bite me again or claw my hand off. There was this one time he did accept some fish from me. I was really proud thinking that I finally bonded with him. Then he jumped on my shoulders and used the fish I gave him to slap he relentlessly. After that incident, I gave up trying and just ignored him. Though he continued to glare at me as if he was trying to say, 'stay away'. We had a mutual agreement on that part. I thought he was just a nasty little fox with anger issues until that day…

It was another morning of training and All Might was out on the junkyard beach waiting for young Midoriya to arrive. That was when he heard the sounds of clanging metal as well as something being dragged in the sand. Was Midoriya early? He knew the child was eager but if he overworked himself he could damage his body rather than improving it. Concerned, All Might rushed over to the sound as fast as he could in his skeleton form. Once he turned the corner to his surprise to see not Midoriya there but his pet fox Kurama. The small fox was working hard pulling a string of rope in his teeth. The rope was attached to a large rubber tire filled to the brim with the junk of all sort: broken glass, scraps of metal, old toys, rags, you name it. It was all there piled up in a little mountain. It was so high that the some of the pieces fell loose and dropped back in the sand. Every so often the fox would hear the fallen object. He would rush back to grab it with his mouth and place it back on the pile. Then it was back to hauling the thing. His actions confused the hero. What was the point in him doing this? Then he noticed where he was hauling the junk to. His shadowed eyes widen in realisation. He was dragging it to the pile of junk young Midoriya worked moved. Was he helping him? His old heart warmed at the sight and he strolled up to the little fox.

As the little fox pulled the rope with all his might he noticed a shadow cast down on his small frame. He looked up to see the skeleton like hero smiling down at him. He rolled his eyes at the sight and continued his task. Nothing will stop him. Especially this idiotically smiling hero.

"You're trying to help young Midoriya aren't you?"

Kurama stopped. He threw a glance at the hero who still smiled at him. Soon he whipped his head back and continued his work.

"It's not fair you know."

Again, Kurama stopped but he didn't look back.

"Young Midoriya has been working so hard to do it himself," All Might continued. "I don't think he'd appreciated it if you helped him out. Besides, he needs to do the work. That's the only way he can improve his body and become strong enough to handle my quirk. You must let him do this or he might never be ready. You need to let him do this on his own."

The fox slowed down to a stop. After a couple of seconds, he shook his head. Confused, All Might ask what was wrong which the fox replied in the oddest fashion. The fox leaped up to the pile of garbage and picked out a toy broccoli piece that appeared to have lost some of its green coloration and was heavily dented with scratch marks. He placed it onto the tyre a perfectly upright position. He proceeded to tap on the piled of trash and then pointed back to the battered broccoli toy. Then using his tiny paws, he swiped the toy off the tyre and it fell in the sand. He looked up and the hero waited to form him so say something.

The hero honestly didn't know what to say. He crouched down to the fox's level. "I don't quite understand."

The fox tapped its paw on the rubber tyre. His eyes soon lit up as an idea struck him. He jumped down and picked up the half-buried broccoli. Using his little paws, he held up the piece for All Might to reach. It was like he was telling him to take it.

And so, All Might played along and attempted to take the broccoli, but as soon as he tried the fox swiped it away from him and hid it in his chest. Needless to say, All Might was confused. Again, the fox repeated his actions, and so did All Might. The result was the same as they repeated this action a couple more times. The hero was trying hard to understand the fox. Was he trying to give him the broccoli? If so why is he constantly taking it out of his reach? It was like he was saying…then it hit him. "The broccoli is yours?"

As if to say he was correct, the fox pointed a paw up and his statement and nodded enthusiastically.

"So, the broccoli belongs to you. So, what?"

Disappointedly, the fox squinted his eyes. Then pointed at his collar his beloved owner gave and tapped it as if he was ringing a bell.

"Your collar?"

Again, the fox pointed a paw at him as if to say he was close. Still, he tapped on the collar again and again. It was something to do with that collar but what?

"I don't quite understand?"

The fox sighed but didn't give up. He flipped his fox mask tag over and pointed at the inscription.

All Might bend down closer to read it. "Kurama."

The fox shook his head and pointed to what was below his name. A number of sorts in case he ever got lost.

"A number?" All Might questioned. He felt like he was close but not close enough. What was the meaning of the number? That's right. "Your owner's number."

Again, Kurama pointed a paw up to say he was correct. Then he picked up the broccoli toy gain and tapped it on to hit's collar tag. More precisely at the number engraved on to it. The then cuddled with the broccoli toy like it meant the world to him.

All Might was, slowly but surely, starting to understand. "Are you trying to tell me something about Young Midoriya?"

With a bright smile, Kurama nodded. Finally, they were getting somewhere. He then bolted back to the tyre garbage pile and pretended to pull its string.

All Might tried to make out what it all meant but he thinks he's getting the picture. "Is this about young Midoriya's training workload?"

Now he's getting it. To show his delight, Kurama clapped his paws together with a smile. He returned to the toy broccoli and laid it gently in the sand. Then he mercilessly kicked it and buried from sight. He was really overdoing it as he just pounded it in till there was really nothing left.

"I think you're being too hard on that broccoli."

With a point, Kurama gestured that he got it right. He then dug up the broccoli piece and stared at All Might. He needed his absolute attention to get this. He even gestured and paw to himself as if to say pay attention to me, and so, the hero did. The first thing the fox did was point the toy then to the number again and hugged it tightly.

"Young Midoiaya," All Might concluded. He should have guessed a little sooner the fox was talking about his owner. Given his relationship with him and the fact the boy's head was so green, curls and puffy like a broccoli piece it was kind of obvious.

As he nodded to say he was right he moved on to the tyre and presented to pull the rope again with to toy broccoli still in his mouth.

"Training."

Again, he nodded. Now for the final piece. He dropped the broccoli back in the sand and smashed down on it without mercy.

"…Too hard?"

The fox jumped for joy. He's got it. Now he just had to put it all together. To gesture this, rolled his paws together and even did the same motion with his tails.

All Might wonder to a bit what could it all mean? Young Midoriya? Training? Too hard? Wait that's a sentence. "Young Midoriya is training too hard?"

In excitement, the fox leaped up and down. He formed a correct circle with is tails and clapped his tiny paws together.

The hero felt accomplished. He understood what the fox was telling him. What he was telling him…The realisation suddenly slapped in the face as the joy he felt seconds ago turned to that of concern. "Young Midoriya is training too hard! Is he overworking himself?"

Sadly, the fox head dropped, and he nodded with confirmation.

Scratching his chin, All Might hummed at this new piece of information. "He's overworking himself huh? That's not good. If he continues like that he's boy might not be able to take on the pressure. I gave that plan to him, so he could still rest and work his body to the limit. If he goes over that limit there's no telling what would happen." It was clear what he had to do. He needed to confront his soon to be successor with this as so as possible. With a reassuring smile, he looked down at the fox, "Don't worry I'll have a talk with Young Midoriya about this. I might need to change a few things on his schedule if he becomes difficult and since I can't watch him 24 hours I can't make sure he's doing the right thing. So, I'm going to need someone close to him to keep an eye on him." with a soft yet sly expression he pointed a finger at the fox. "Mind being that person?"

Kurama straightened his body up at the request and used both one of his tails and paws to salute the hero.

All Might copied his actions and saluted back. "glad we're in an agreement." He then turned away to prepare for the young boy's arrival then stopped. The sheer shock finally caught up to him as he turned back to the fox. He couldn't believe he this didn't hit him earlier. "Wait…YOU UNDERSTAND ME!"

The fox gave the hero a look. A look that screams: 'you just figured that out, you idiot?'

Since then I remedied the boy's training schedule and Kurama made sure he stuck to it. Or so I heard from Young Midoriya. Apparently, he's been forcing the boy to sleep and even stole some of the boy's training equipment he used at home. Now he couldn't find them anywhere. Even so, the day finally came when the boy's training was complete. I'll never forget that day. He anchored himself on his collected pile of trash and to the heavens. It was like he was king of the world or scream 'I am here!' to the world. One day they'll hear him. But for now, I will be his audience along with Kurama of course.

All Might looked down at the fox next to him. They were on top of the railing that separated them from the main beach and the sidewalk. His skeleton-like form leaned on to the metal handles for support while the fox perched himself next to him. There was this adoring look in the fox's eyes. Such pride and joy as he looked up at his master. The hero couldn't help but chuckle. "Told you he could do it," he stated with pride as he looked out at the now immaculate beach. "I must say I didn't expect him to do so much. He even cleared out the parts I didn't tell him to do. This kid is something else."

Kurama looked up the skeleton-like hero. A soft and pride full smile formed on his lips at the golden sunray sparkled on his golden locks. He wasn't very fond of the man at first. He made it very clear he wanted nothing to do with him. Now look at them. They stood by each other side by side. He looked up at his master as he screamed his war cry to the world even if they were the only ones who hear. His heart swelled up so much he began to cry. "You're right. He truly is something else."

"Yeah…Wait what!" All Might snapped his head to the fox as his heart jumped out of his chest. The fox looked at him closely as if wondering what he did wrong? Scratching his head, All Might just stared at the fox with eyes of confusion. "Did you just talk?" he wondered aloud. The fox said nothing as he just looked up at the hero confused. All Might poked a finger in his ear trying to clean it out. Then he slapped himself and frantically shook his head. Maybe he was just tired and is hearing things now. Yeah, that must be it. With a heavy sigh, he slumped his head down and used his crossed arms as a pillow. "I must be getting old. I'm starting to hear things now." He felt something nuzzling his bony cheek as he felt hot air bounced on to it. "Huh?"

Then the fox happily closed the distance between them. He forcefully tugged on his arm with his teeth as if to say give it to me. Not completely understanding what the fox wanted, All Might lifted both his arms up while staring back into his red eyes. Kurama gently trapped one of the hero's fingers in his mouth and dragged the hand closer to him. He then dipped his head underneath the hand and proceeded to cuddle with it.

All Might smiled at him and petted him affectionately. "I guess that means we're good now?"

Kurama nodded in agreement and licked the man's nose since he was close enough.

For a small amount of time, I and Kurama had a moment together. I thought the days of him giving me death glares were over. I was horribly wrong.

"All Might I passed!" Young Midoriya cheered for joy as he rushed over to meet me. He was holding Kurama in his arm and he wasn't happy. Oh no, the fox had returned back to his old self; glaring at him with dagger eyes.

"Did I do something wrong!" he screamed in terror while jumping a good few meters away hoping the fox won't hurt him.

"Huh?" Izuku questioned while his fox turned his head away as if he doesn't even want to look at the hero's ugly face.

If only I knew at the time just how important Young Midoriya was to the little fox. If only I knew just how special Kurama actually was. It wasn't until that day. The day the villains dared attack U.A. The memory is still fresh in my mind. It did only happen a couple of days ago. It sill fills my blood with rage. I remember the desperation in Iida's tone was he found me. He was so frightened as he stuttered an explanation that villains were attacking the U.S.J. I was panicking too inside. I already lost my 3 hours of hero time that day but that didn't matter. What did was saving the children. I will not allow any of them to die. Little did I know someone already to care of the problem.

"I'm here!" the metal doors of the U.S.J ripped apart as All Might burst into the scene. Though the scene wasn't what he was expecting. He thought he would see his dear students and colleagues fighting for their lives with some villain but instead, he sees them all on the ground unconscious. Only one remained. A strange man in traditional clothing sat in the middle of the chaos. It was like he was waiting for him. That wasn't the only disturbing thing. The fact that he held his unconscious successor in his arms was…troubling. "Who are you? A villain?"

The stranger laughed at the hero and quietly switched to a blank expression. "It's about time you got here All Might. I was getting rather irritated by your lateness." Gently, he laid young Izuku down and straighten his clothing. "I know the hero usually appears at the last second but come on. This is real life, not a storybook."

All Might stiffened his body and readied his fists. "I'll ask again. Who are you?"

"I'm someone very close to your young successor. Someone who has been by his side for over 10 years now," the man answered as he casually walked closer to All Might. Closer to the light provided when he broke down that door.

"That's strange, young Midoriya never mentioned anyone like you before."

Like a madman, the stranger let out another bellow of wicked laughter. The instant he started he stopped and glared at the hero before him. "Oh, trust me. You know me. I was there after all. Watching him grow beside you as you trained him to become a worthy vessel for your power. Speaking of which, you knew that quirk of yours would break him so badly. Yet you didn't bother to tell him. And you call yourself a hero," he spat in a mocking tone.

The hero was chilled by his words. "How do you know so much?" Instead of giving him a verbal answer the man gave him a physical one. All he had to do was step into the light. All Might's shadowed eyes widen at the unbelievable sight. The fox that was oh so fond of his young successor, and had a somewhat on and off relationship with him, was sitting right there in the stranger's place. "You're…"

The fox grinned, "that's right. Now if you don't want your secret running lose and ensure the safety of your successor. I suggest you follow my instructions to make a convincing lie. Do you understand, All Might?"

With a sigh of defeat, All Might dropped his fist. "Kurama, is that really you?"

Firmly, fox Kurama nodded. "Yes, it is I. Is that so hard to believe?"

"YOU CAN TALK?"

Questionably, Kurama raised an eyebrow. "You find out I have a human form but the thing that surprises you most is the that fact I can talk. You humans can truly be a strange bunch. It's either that or you're an extremely stupid one compared to the rest of your kind." He then whipped his tails about and stepped away from the light. The second he did he transformed back to his human form. "Never mind that. There is work to be done. We must make a good enough lie to fool the students and villains before your co-workers arrive."

All Might's shoulders slumped, "I'm sorry but I don't think I'm following."

With a heavy sigh, Kurama shot an annoyed look at the hero. "You're so annoying. Why does my Eve look up to you so?" He then gestured to the mass of unconscious bodies. "Tell me All Might, can you tell what happened here?" With his silence, he could only assume the hero had no clue. "Well while the villains attacked they all fought back but there was a monster on the villain's side. One that was made to kill you. However, as you may guess the monster was defeated. Can you guess by who?"

Only one answer came to mind, "You?"

"Incorrect," he said all too happily. A look of fondness gazed back at his Eve as he smiled happily. "My Eve defeated the beast." All Might was more than a little shocked. His jaw was practically touching the ground. It brought much delight to Kurama seeing the hero so surprised. "I know. I didn't think he had it in him, but he did. Now for our problem: the villains and students have seen his power. Don't you think it's strange that this child holds such power? A power to defeat a monster that was made to kill you. The number one hero. The villains might not be able to figure the whole picture out, but they might know enough to try and go after my precious Eve if they were ever to go free. Even if they don't escape. If word breaks out a single child was able to defeat something that was supposed to kill you my Eve would be the centre of attention. I wouldn't be surprised if he would catch the attention of villains all over the country. In fact, I'm willing to bet this pathetic lot is a part of something bigger. Someone else is pulling the strings of this attack. I can feel it. If they get word of my Eve they might send more others to take him. I will not allow that to happen. As for the students, they are a smart bunch. Some of them have already seen and guess connections towards you. And with the fight they just witnessed, that connection becomes clearer. They'll start asking some annoying questions. It will be easier to replace their memories with a convincing lie to protect my Eve."

"What does that even mean?" All Might couldn't fully understand the man's words. Reasoning yes. It would be troublesome for villains to figure out he had a connection to Young Midoriya. Not only that but they very well might go after him if word gets out that a single student was able to take down such a formidable foe. A foe made to strike him down. But what did he mean by turning memories into a convincing lie?

Mischievously, Kurama grinned. "I mean what I said. I need to replace their memories with a lie. And to do that I need your help."

"What is this? Some sort of quirk?"

"Again, with the quirks. Is that all you humans care about nowadays," Kurama groaned in frustration. "Look, I'll explain everything later. Right now, we need to make a lie up before your co-workers get here. I'm hoping and assuming they are not too far behind. You were already late enough. Thank you very much."

With a sigh, All Might stared at the other man. "Alright then. What do I need to do?"

What I had to do was simple really. Say a few standard hero lines and threw a few punches. Apparently, that would help Kurama think up a fake memory inside his own mind simply through the power of imagination. Then he transferred that memory into the others ensuring that it would override the first. He told me once they wake up they'll remember that I was the one that defeated this creature known as Nomu. The only memories of Midoriya they'll have are the pieces of him fending off the villains before I had arrived. Kurama wanted his 'Eve' (whatever that means) to get some recognition if not all. After what he's been through I say it's well deserved as well. However, for that to happen he himself needed to come out of hiding and presented himself as young Midoriya's 'quirk.' I still don't understand what he meant by any of that. He said he would tell me later once things calmed down. Once he finished implanting the fake memories he rushed towards me and: kicked me in the stomach, punched one of my eyes black, slammed me to the dirt, dragged my face into the mud and finally ripped my sleeves apart as well as messed up my hair. He claimed it was to help the lie be more believable, but I saw that gleam in his eyes. He was enjoying my pain way too much. I know he was. Eventually, my fellow heroes arrived, and I had to lie to them. I know I'm not the best of liars, but I was good enough to fool everyone but Nezu. Nothing slipped passed him and Kurama seemed to have figured that much as well. Later that day, he joined me in a private chat with the principal and explained his role. He said that he was a Servamp duty bound to serve his Eve which so happened to be young Midoriya. As Eve and Servamp they share many things other than a bond. For example, power. Once he explained his circumstances Nezu agreed to help cover up Young Midoriya's massive contribution to the villain attack and officially write down his quirk as Servamp's bond. It was a perfect cover for his other quirk too just in case people started to notice how similar his quirk and my quirk were.

That was the last I saw of Kurama. Once that talk was over he immediately ran off. Said something about a time limit and needed to go back to his Eve. The next time I saw him he was with Young Midoriya yet again. It was good. I wanted to talk to him about the upcoming sports festival anyway which leads me to present time...

The trio sat in silence for what felt like hours between them. On one side we have the weaken All Might leisurely making tea. On the other side, we have the melancholy pair with Kurama forced into his fox form thanks to the natural sunlight beaming down through the windows. He sat on his Eve's lap as the boy held on to him for dear life. He was nervous. The fox could tell from the shakiness of his hands. He could tell the hero was nervous too. His hands were shaking all the way while making tea. Annoyed the fox narrowed his eyes. "Are either of you two going to say something or are we going to sit here in awkward silence for eternity."

The hero's body flinched. "Oh sorry, I'm still not used to you talking…and knowing the fact you're a vampire."

"Servamp, All Might. Get it right," The fox said mockingly. He was the one soon to be mocked as his tummy rumbled louder than he would have hoped. His cheeks instantly flushed with embarrassment. "What do you want from us? Neither I or my Eve had eaten yet so you better hurry it up. Lunch will be over shortly."

All Might chuckled lightly at the sight. It was surprisingly charming to see the little Servamp get embarrassed in such a cute form. "If you want something to eat I have some sushi if you want."

"Did you say sushi." Kurama was drooling out of his mouth at the thought of the succulent raw fish with fluffy white rice wrapped in salty seaweed.

Again, All Might chuckled at the fox's expression and his successor join too. Quickly he unwrapped the bento he had and tried to decide which on to give the small fox. Luckily, he had his successor to help him out. "Salmon is his favourite."

With that tip in mind, the hero picked up the salmon piece with some chopsticks and presented it to the small fox. Curiously, the fox sniffed the piece, but it only took one sniff to force him to bite into the tasty meat and scoffed the whole thing down. There was a smile on his lips as he licked the extra rice pieces away. All Might smiled back and placed the box on to the coffee table that separated them. In an instant, Kurama hopped down and started eating his way through the bento. He picked up each piece with his tiny paws and nibbled happily away. He even held up a piece for his Eve to enjoy. Of course, the boy happily accepted it. It was a sweet scene none the less that melted the hero's heart. I guess Kurama isn't that scary. But now's the time to discuss the matter at hand. "I called you here to discuss the upcoming sports festival. Since you still can't control One for All yet I was wondering what your plan was."

Halfway into another salmon roll, Kurama munched on as he mumbled something between each munch. "That's right you haven't seen it yet. Why don't you show him what you're working on my Eve?" Izuku nodded as he held out his arms. He let out a breath and his tattoo glowed. Soon his shield and sword appeared in both his hands. Needless to say, All Might was amazed. "This is what's known as a lead. A weapon a Servamp gives to their Eve to protect themselves. However, they weren't always like that. They were once a book and a pen at their prime stage. Recently thanks to the events of the USJ they have grown into a secondary form of a shield and a sword. Suits him don't you think?"

All Might nodded in agreement. "Yeah, I guess I don't need to worry about you then. Do your best out there, kid. The whole nation will be watching. As my successor and the next symbol of peace, I want you to take this chance and show everyone, I am here! You get it?"

Sadly, Midoriya nodded. "I'll do my best, All Might."

Something was very off. The child seemed to have lost his spark like something was weighing his mind. "Is something wrong, kid?"

The boy jumped at the question. "Well…it's just that…I…they…" Patiently All Might waited for an answer. He'll wait as long as needed. Soon the boy gave up and retold the events of this morning. How his classmates found out about Kurama and the fact he was once quirkless. The hero was beginning to understand his pain. "It's just that I'm scared. I'm so scared they'll treat me differently. I don't want to go back to the way things where when I was quirkless. I don't want to lose the friends I made here."

The pain in the boy's voice broke the hero's heart. He understands such pain and such sorrow. Being quirkless isn't easy. He can't say for certain nothing will change but he can say this: "I'm sure your friends will understand. After all, they didn't become friends with you because of your quirk, but because you are you and you're an amazing person. Have you tried talking to them?" The boy shook his head in shame. "Maybe you should. You won't know how they feel until you do."

With obvious hesitation, the young hero in training looked down and bit his lips. He wanted to talk to his friends but he was still unsure. Still, he knows he must eventually. "I guess you're right."

"DEKU!"

"Midoriya!"

Opportunity came in the form of familiar voices rang out from the halls. This caused young Izuku to go on edge. Even after all this time, his two closest friends are still looking for him. The thought put a soft smile on the fox's face. He turned to his Eve a gestured him to go. "Come on. I say you've been hiding long enough. You should go to them now while you have the chance."

Biting his lip nervously, Izuku looked down at his fox. "What about you? Won't you come with me?"

"There are things I'd like to discuss with 'Mr number one hero, over here. That and I don't think your homeroom teacher likes me very much, so I'll hang around here till your classes are over. I wouldn't want to disturb you or your classmates. So, I'll see you at the end of the day. Promise." The fox then hopped off the table and rushed to the door. As much as he was capable of he opened the door slightly for his Eve. He gestured his head to the world beyond and put on the best smile he could make. "Go on my Eve. They are waiting for you."

Still hesitant, Izuku slowly walked up towards the door. He looked back at his fox who smiled reassuringly. Then he looked back at his teacher. He was smiling as well, telling him to go on. He'll be fine. With a sigh, he gripped every ounce of bravery he had in him and called out: "I'm over here guys!" at the sound of his voice his two friends lit up in joy. They rushed out to meet him. Seeing their energy and joy, Izuku couldn't help but follow their example.

As the young child rushed up to his friends they both tackled him to the ground in tears. He couldn't hear everything, but he did hear something along the lines of 'we were so worried about you.' The way they held his Eve so lovingly; he knew they'll be just fine. And so, he shut the door. He didn't need to know anymore. What he did need to do was to deal with this idiot. The second the doors shut the smile on the fox's face disappeared into a scowl. It shook the hero's bravery to the core. It happened almost instantaneously. The wide glass windows were covered in blackout curtains as the room was plunged in complete darkness. Then a light flickered forth in the form of candles of all sizes scattered along the table. They revealed a hidden secret in the darkness- Human Kurama sitting directly in front of the hero with his legs crossed and hands together. On his face was a creepy all too happy smile.

The hero only had one thing in his mind: Where did he get all that? And how did he set this up so fast?

"So now that we're finally alone let's take the time to have a private conversation. I'm sure you have many questions for me, as I do for you," Kurama stated eloquently as he leaned forward and rested his chin on his linked hands. "Tell me, what's your real name?"

"My real name?"

"Surely you must have one. All Might couldn't possibly be it. It's such a gaudy and presumptuous name. So miss leading too. I mean look at you." His blood red eyes scanned the weak figure before him. Feeling those judgemental eyes on him, the hero instantly shivered at his gaze. Soon the Servamp fell to his back in uncontrollable laughter. "You're practically a skeleton!" he laughed harshly as he rolled on the floor holding his stomach in pain. "All Might? More like No Might! AH AHHAHAHAHA!"

Embarrassed, All Might's cheeks blushed as he looked down at his skeleton hands glumly. "I wasn't always like this you know."

"Feh ahhahhahah! Look at your expression. Are you actually blushing? Hahahaha!"

His laughter was getting to the hero faster than he would have thought. "I liked you better when you didn't talk," he rumbled as he glared down at the man rolling on the carpet.

Eventually, Kurama's laughter died down and his expression turned to a solemn one. While still on the floor he tilted his head to the hero. "So, you have a name or what?" He said boredly.

"As a matter of fact, I do," The hero shot out with a hint of sass. He was getting tired of the Servamp's attitude. "It's Toshinori Yagi."

"Toshinori Yagi huh? Well, then Toshinori Yagi." Quickly, the Servamp hopped back to his feet with his back turned to the hero. He twisted his head back to him at an odd angle. "You may call me Tsubaki."

Toshinori arched an eyebrow, "I thought it was Kurama."

"It is but my Eve has updated my name to Kurama Tsubaki. And since I don't like you. You will call me Tsubaki," he replied so nonchalantly happy.

"What did I ever do to you?" Toshinori yelled. Honestly, he couldn't understand the Servamp: He laughs at the most random of times for no reason. His expression changed so drastically it's hard to tell which was real. He hates him ever since they first met for no reason. Now he admits that fact to his face so uncaringly it hurts. Honestly, the only thing he could understand is his deep affection towards his young successor. He watched him grow up as a child and has chosen him to become his Eve. Although he doesn't completely understand the details he does know it is important and creates a deep bond between the two.

Kurama's smile dullened. He boredly stared at the hero as he fixed his posture. Silently, he took his seat. For a long while, he glared at the hero with judging cold eyes. Toshinori is very familiar with that look. Many around him have given him similar looks. Take Endeavour, for example, his eyes always glared at him with such jealousy. However, Kurama's eyes didn't hold such fire. No, they were sadder. "You hurt him, Toshinori Yagi. You hurt my Eve. That day on the rooftop. You crushed him. It's hard for me not to hate you. I'm not as forgiving as my Eve."

Toshinori nodded. He finally understood. "I see. So, you saw all of that."

"Yes. I did," The Servamp replied plainly. He cupped his hands together and squeezed them until they were white. "Do you have any idea how hard it was to watch. To sit there and do nothing as you crushed everything my Eve ever dreamed of. He looked up to you, you know. Your face is posted all over his room. It's disgusting really. I thought it was the end. The day he would finally crack and give up on this godforsaken world," his voice grew with rage and pain and he spat out his next lines. "You want to know what happened earlier that day? One of his so-called 'friend' told him to kill himself. Some friend right?" Kurama's eyes widen as his irises twitched unsteadily. His hands tightened, even more, stopping the circulation and turning them blue. "At first he thought it was stupid but then YOU showed up. He hoped YOU could help him. He wanted YOUR GOD DAMN APPROVAL! And all he gets is a hammer to his dreams," the hatred in his voice couldn't be contained. It only got louder and more venomous. It terrified Toshinori. Still, he was brave enough to face it. He must. "He was standing so close to the edge. To close. Too very close. He could have fallen. He could have died!" Suddenly, Kurama lunged forward and grabbed the weaken hero's collar. He got right up to his face and spat: "it would have been your fault if he died that day! You would have killed him! Why couldn't you just lie? It's the one thing you damn humans are good at! Lie to the boy. Give him hope. Don't dash it away like he means nothing!"

Sadly, Toshinori looked down unable to meet with the Servamp's heated gaze. "I'm sorry."

"I'm sorry? I'M SORRY! Is that all you can say! NO MIGHT!" Kurama hissed and waited for a better answer. He'll give the hero one chance. Say something better. Grovel on their knees if they had to. Explain themselves. Anything at all.

Toshinori wouldn't give it. "Yes. That's all I can say." He admitted honestly. The next thing he knew he was punched in the face.

"Why did it have to be you?" Kurama hissed as he loomed over the hero. His eyes glared down at him with piercing flames of rage. "Out of all the heroes in the world he just had to latch on to a pathetic one like you. If you weren't my Eve's idol and mentor I would have done much worse than a mere punch."

"I'm sorry you feel that way," Toshinori groaned as he rubbed his red pain cheek. He glanced up to the Servamp finally feeling brave enough to look him in the eye. "To be fair I knew exactly how the boy felt." This peeked the Servamp's interest, so he listened intently. Knowing he got his attention, the withered hero got himself comfortable and gestured to Kurama to do the same. He followed the hero's lead and sat himself down both legs and arms crossed. He stared at the hero searching for any sign of weakness or perhaps lie. Toshinori gulped at the thought of was he might do if he finds it. He better make his case fast. "You see I was once quirkless as well. So, I know how hard it is and had somewhat of an idea of what the boy was going through at the time. It may have been a bit more common back in my day, but it was still looked down on."

This was a surprised. Kurama sure didn't expect the so-called number one hero was once quirkless himself. That makes the similarities of him to his precious Eve even more clear. It sickened him. Although he knew he wasn't lying one thing doesn't make sense: "If you were once quirkless why did you tell my Eve he couldn't be a hero. You certainly became one. The number one even."

"I have a quirk now, Tsubaki. That's the difference. I knew that lying to him would give him false hope and be might have done something stupid if I told him otherwise. I know how hard it is to be a hero and not having powers will only make things harder. It could even land him in an early grave. That's why I told him that. Someone needed to give him a reality check. It just so happened it would be me," he explained in full honesty. If he were to have prior knowledge on how severe the boy's position was at the time he would have tried to be gentler, but it's too late for regrets now. The kid seemed to have moved on. His Servamp, on the other hand, seemed too clung on to the past. It was the Servamp's turn to speak the ball was in his court now.

For a good while, the Servamp said nothing. He merely closed his eyes and absorbed this new-found information. The silence made the hero antsy. Eventually, he opened up his eyes and spoke, "What changed your mind?" he asked simply. "Why did you choose him?"

Scratching his head at the question, Toshinori gave him a simple and earnest answer. "I guess you can say he inspired me. That day I saw him rush out to save young Bakugou. I couldn't help but see a bit of my younger self in him. I saw his potential and wanted to pass on the torch to him."

It was a simple answer, but it was effective none the less. "I see," Kurama's monotone expression soon curled up to a genuine smile. "I suppose you're not so bad after all, Toshinori Yagi."

Seeing that they seemed to have hit mutual ground, the hero smiled back as brightly as he could. "Please just call me Toshinori. We may not be on the best of terms, but it would be easier than calling me Toshinori Yagi all the time."

Tiredly, the Servamp shook the tea in his cup completely uninterested with the hero. "If you say so."

Silence soon came in between them again. Each of them simply enjoying their cup of tea. Curiously, Toshinori stared at the Servamp and his elegant posture as he awkwardly took a sip of his own tea. "So why did you choose young Midoriya? To be your Eve and all."

Kurama took the cup away from his lips and smiled. "Simple. I fell in love with him." That was simple and unexpected. Toshinori almost choked on his own tea. Luckily, he was able to save himself and spit take the whole lot right in the Servamp's face. With a sigh, Kurama took out his sunglasses and calmly wiped the bitter liquid off. "Tea is made for drinking not spitting out," he said in such a matter of fact way it was almost insulting.

"Well sorry, you just took me by surprise!" Toshinori yelled at the other. "Seriously don't you think young Midoriya is too young to be in a relationship. Especially with a man much older than him?"

"A relationship?" Kurama yelled out confused. Soon he was about to put the pieces together and understood the hero's shock. "OH! I understand now. No, no, no, I love my Eve but not in that way." The then looked up in wonder as he thought of he possibly that one day his Eve will find someone to cherish. Of course, they would have to get through him first. No way he would let his Eve paired with someone he himself would disapprove of. Bakugou being a prime example. Although he is certain that brat would never develop such feelings towards his Eve. If he dares so much as looks at him in such a way he will stop him. No matter the cost. "One must wonder though. Who will be the lucky soul to win over my precious Eve's affection? It's an exciting thought indeed. I suppose the obvious candidate is that Uraraka girl. Such a sweet girl but such a boring option. Just not interesting at all. Iida would be an interesting choice, but something tells me he doesn't go that way if you know what I mean."

Slightly concerned, Toshinori arched an eyebrow at the Servamp. "How do you know Young Midoriya goes that way?"

Slyly, the Servamp chuckled. "Oh, just a hunch. In any case, while I do love my Eve dearly I do not love him in the way you are thinking. I greatly respect and think he's an incredible individual, but I do not hold any romantic feelings towards him. Someone like me would just ruin that innocence of his."

Toshinori nodded. He thinks he's starting to understand now. "I see. So, you admire him."

"Admire is such a weak word but if it would make things easier to understand yes. I admired him greatly for his courage and will to never give up even when the odds stacked against him. I suppose that one of the many reasons why I decided to stay with him for all these years."

With a sigh of relief, the hero smiled brightly, "I agree. Young Midoriya is a very admirable child and I do believe he'll be a great hero one day. He just needs a little help getting there. With you and me behind him, we'll get him there in no time."

Kurama arched his eyebrows in disapproval. "I beg your pardon. What is this 'we' you speak of?"

Blushing bright, Toshinori scratched his cheeks. "Well, since you're his Servamp and all and I'm his teacher I guess I assumed we were going to work together to help him achieve that goal. You know?" he mumbled nervously while poking his index fingers together.

Kurama let out a sigh and nodded. "I suppose we would be seeing a lot of each other, unfortunately. I guess we would have to work together to achieve my Eve's dream."

Unfortunately? A piece of the hero's soul died at that. He even felt like crying. Even after this talk the Servamp still doesn't like him. It kind of hurts to know. Even so, he wanted to keep the conversation going so he asked a question that he's been dying to know. "Are there more of you? As in other Servamps."

Kurama instantly froze at the question. The others. He never wanted to think of the others again. He wanted to bury them deep in his past, so they'll never see the light of day again. Especially by his Eve. If he's Eve were ever to meet any of them face to face it could mean trouble for him and his Eve. He will not let that happen. Ever. He will avoid all confrontation with them at all cost. Still, looking at Toshinori curious blue eyes, he couldn't help but give him an honest answer. It's not like he hasn't mentioned them before. It's not like it will hurt for him to know. "Well yes there are others. A total of eight including me. I am the youngest out of my siblings."

"So, you have 7 older siblings."

Kurama nodded as he sipped his tea. "That's right. They are as followed from eldest to youngest: Sleepy ash of Sloth, Old child of Pride, Doubt doubt of Envy, Mother of Wrath, Lawless of Greed, End world of Gluttony and All of love of Lust."

"Those are some…unusual names," Toshinori commented trying to not sound rude.

Kurama didn't seem to mind and merely shrugged his shoulders. "Well, those are our Servamp's names. We are given a new name when we form a contract with our Eves. For example, my Servamp name is He who is coming of Melancholy, but my precious Eve as given me the name of Kurama Tsubaki. Another example I know is my eldest brother Sloth has been renamed Kuro by his Eve."

With a nod of understanding, the tired hero took another sip of tea. "I see so that's how it works. Do you know your other siblings Eves as well?"

"A couple of them, yes. Though I have yet to meet my sister's Eve or my brother Gluttony's Eve. I'm very well acquainted with the others," he answered as he took another sip. It was at that moment he realised something. As he began to list off the names of the Eves he knew, one name stood out from the rest. "Now that I think about it. One of them shares the same family name with one of your students."

Toshinori eyes widened in slightly as he leaned closer to the Servamp. "Is that a problem?"

The Servamp paused and firmly placed his cup back on the table. "Only if they decide to approach me. Let's just say I not on friendly terms with my siblings. Especially, with my older brother and that pair." He wonders what would happen if they were to meet again. Only one answer came to mind. They would try to kill him.

As Izuku left class to fine Kurama, someone stopped him. A firm grip latched on to his arms. He was surprised to see who it belonged to when he turned back. He met with the icy stare of his classmate Shoto Todoroki. "I know this may be sudden, but can I ask you about something?"

"Uh…sure," Izuku stuttered nervously. What could Todoroki want with him?

The half and half boy led him to a private area. No teachers. No students. With his usual stone-cold expression, he turned to the smaller boy. He seemed to physically jump at the sudden turn. "Your fox. He said he had siblings, right?"

"…yeah?" Izuku honestly had no idea where this was going. The fact that Todoroki of all people is asking him this was strange. "He did mention he was the youngest in his family. So, he does have several older siblings." He doesn't know how much he should say. He knows he's not allowed to speak about sensitive information like the contract's weakness, but it couldn't possibly hurt to talk about his family a bit. He doesn't know much, to begin with really. From what he gathered so far, he's not extremely fond of them. Especially his oldest sibling. There was always a flame of rage in his eyes whenever he mentioned him.

"Tell me do all of them have an animal form?"

Another odd and unexpected question. Though he doesn't know the details he can make a logical assumption. "Yes, they all can. It's kind of in their blood."

"Is one of them a hedgehog?"

Another completely random question. What did he believe he'll get if he keeps asking these questions? "I don't know. Maybe?"

"You don't know!"

The anger and frustration in the icy boy's voice cause Izuku to squeak in fear. It reminded him of the many may time Bakugou would confront him. Those weren't very happy memories of course. It happened so often his brain is programmed by instinct to hunch his body down and cover his arms around his head for protection. He closed his eyes tight as he squeaked out a natural reply, "I'm so sorry. Please don't hurt me."

Todoroki immediately regretted his action. The position the other boy put himself in. It was like he was facing a monster and he was that monster in the scenario. As calmly as he could he stepped back. "I'm sorry I didn't mean to scare you." He then turned his back at the boy. "Please forget I said anything." Then he walked away like nothing ever happen.

Cautiously, Izuku unravelled his head from his arms. He watched he half and half boy walk away never even giving him a second glance. What's his deal? he wondered. Perhaps it was best for him to forget this all happened.

As young Todoroki walked away he couldn't help but let his mind wander. What was the point in all this? Why did he approach Izuku in such a way? Did he think if he got the answers he was looking for he would understand that person more? Get closer to that person? A person he'd admired for most of his young life. He still does to this day. The way he does whatever he wants. He always liked that about him. He was always so free. It was like he could just sprout out wings and fly away. Away from him. Away from his family. From his father. Unlike him who was forced into a cage to become something that would surpass All Might. Even if he tried to break free his wings were clipped long ago by his father. He was never allowed freedom. Not like him. It was because of that he was always jealous of his older siblings. But him. He pushed the boundaries of his freedom. While his wings were not clipped like his were as the children of Enji Todoroki there were limitations to how high they could fly. He pushed against them and broke away. He still could hear his father's doubtful laughter of that day. The day it all started. Before he spread his wings so high there was no way the young Todoroki could ever reach him. Not for a long time.

"Ha! A musician. You want to be a musician? Don't be a fool."

"I am no fool. I know I can do it. I hear the notes in my mind. I can imagine the music dance. I know I can do something great with this talent of mine."

"Is that so? Then prove it to me."

And prove it he did. His brother's first performance was something of a marvel. The second his hands touched those ivory keys he grasped the audience in a spell of beauty. The feelings he made as the melody touched their hearts. It played with them. Overwhelmed them with such emotion. He didn't know why but he cried. The music made him cry. It wasn't only him either. The entire hall was moved to tears. Even his cold-hearted father shed a few. It wasn't that the melody was sad. Or was it? The emotion of that song he played that day was a strange one. It felt so compelling and free. Especially the longer the performance continued. Each key. Each note became freer. Like a weight was being lifted from him as he played with all his passion. All his heart. He wondered what his brother was thinking that day when he first spread his wings for all to see.

Since that day his father allowed his brother to pursuit his so-called fool hearty dream with the demand and expectation that he would be the best out there. My brother readily accepted the challenge a quickly became a worldwide phenomenon with his music touching the hearts of people all over the world. He was a prodigy in his craft. And the higher he sored the lesser time they got to see him. His father hardly cared. So long as he continued on this high and not disgrace the Todoroki name he's free to fly however he liked. He misses his brother. There were many nights where he dreamed he could be his brother and be free from his father's chains. To sore as high as he did. He wishes but he knows it will never come to be.

But with fame and success comes a change. Although his brother was always cold and distance he became far more arrogant and somewhat violent. Perhaps his father's ways still stuck with him. After all, he may be his greatest creation but Enji would be damned if he raised a bunch of weaklings. His sister got a pass since she was a girl, but he and his brothers did not. Although his father would always focus on him, he still gave his brothers harsh treatment. Which reminded him of one other thing his musically talented brother had, and he wants. He wants it so badly. His mother's quirk belongs to him. It was such a beautiful quirk. Anything he can imagine he can create in ice. Such beautiful wonders in ice. He tried many times to copy him only for his attempts to end in constant destruction. He hates them. He hates how ugly they looked. Why does he have to destroy everything he touches with the quirk his mother gave him while his brother would have marvels of beauty. It's not fair. Why did he have to be father's chosen one? He doesn't what to be his puppet. Why can't he be free like he was?

I want to fly too. Todoroki thinks back to the last time he saw his brother. It wasn't that long ago but It was strange. The coldness in his eyes faded somewhat and for whatever reason, he brought an unusual friend. The air around his brother changed. It was warmer than usual and there was a sense of maturity. Something happened to his brother for better or for worse. And he knows for a fact that man has something to do with it. He appeared out of nowhere when his brother came home. He still remembers it as clear as day.

***Flash back***

A ding rang through the house. "I'll get it," called out Shoto's sister. She rushed to the front door. They were expecting a very important guest today, so she couldn't stop smiling at all. Putting on her brightest smile she slid the door opened in a hurry. "Welcome home…" her words were lost by the scene she saw. "What happened to your hair!" she cried. The picture before her was her dear brother in long knee-high leather boots, pure white jeans, a simple black hoodie and a small white backpack with angel wings attached to them. Although the backpack was an odd fashion choice it wasn't nearly as weird as his hair. Ever thing looked normal at first. It was still dyed black with a single strand of white. The problems were on top. His hair flared out with spikes like something from an over exaggerated anime and it had his signature white highlights. It was like he grew the top of his hair into an explosion or stuck a mess of extensions. She knew he does whatever he wants but this is absurd.

The brother raised an eyebrow at his sister confused. He then looked up at his head and remembered what was there. He poked at the messy head of 'hair' irritably. "Hey, stupid hedgehog, wake up." The head of hair shivered at the touch. Very slowly it raised up to reveal a tiny face. The small creature yawned and shivered away. It blinked its little grey eyes several times to clear its vision before looking up at the woman before him.

The sister cooed at how cute the little guy was. "Awe he's so adorable. You got a pet hedgehog?"

"It's more like he got me," he said with irritation as he barged past the door frame. "So, where's father?"

"He's in a meeting today. I don't think he'll be back till tonight"

"I see," he lazily scans his old home. It's been awhile since he was last here. How long as it been 3 or so years now. But he knows someone that's been gone longer. "That hothead idiot came back yet?" With regret in her eyes, she informed him that he has yet to return. Their missing brother has been MAI for over 10 years now. None of them knew what happened completely. What they did know is him picking up his things and left never to be seen again. The brother huffed at the information. "He's still not back home yet. How annoying. What about the kid?"

"Kid? Oh, you mean Shoto. He's just back from school. Shoto look who's back home."

Young Shoto was nearby watching the exchange from the safety of the corner. Once he was called for he stepped out. His eyes met his older brother's cold gaze. Cold? They weren't cold or at least as cold as usual. Perhaps it was the ridiculousness of the fact his older brother had a hedgehog on his head, but his gaze seemed softer than usual. He chose to ignore it, "Welcome home, elder brother."

The elder brother walked closer to the younger one. The younger one made no attempt to advance closer. Then the elder brother did something unexpected. Something strange indeed. He reached out and patted his younger brother's head affectionately. He hasn't done something like that since their mother was taken away. "Good to see you again, Shoto."

"Good to see you to, brother," he said nervously. He wasn't so sure how to respond.

"So how was school?"

"Good." Then there was silence like the older Todoroki was waiting for more. Shoto's head dropped unsure on what to say. "Well, I made it into U.A's hero course."

"Father put you in for a recommendation, didn't he?"

That hit a nerve as Shoto flinched. "So, what if he did."

Elegantly, his brother opened his arms and struck a dazzling pose. It kind of reminded him one of his new classmates only fair more ridiculous with the hedgehog. Why did he have that thing on his head? "If I were to try out for U.A I would do so on my own merit. There is more of an award if done that way." As if saying he was right the hedgehog on his head peeped in delight while waving one of its tiny paws in the air.

Shoto clicked his tongue. "What do you know? You're not a hero."

Slowly, the older Todoroki dropped his pose and dug his hands in his pockets. "Actually, I am," he said with such confidence as he presented his license as proof.

Needless to say, his siblings were floored with shock. Their brother that showed zero interest in the hero industry suddenly became a hero? What! "When did you get that!" his sister tried to control her voice, but it ended up as a shrill scream. What can she say? She would never have expected this.

"Let's just say some annoyingly persistent group wanted me to join them. So, I got a hero license recently just for that. That and, I figured it might be interesting to see why both my brothers and my father are so fond of something so tiresome." He explained as he put the card back in his pocket. "Still my music career will still have my undying attention. I just have my hero career as a side job."

"Can you even do that?" His sister questioned doubtfully.

"They said it wouldn't be much of a problem. They'll only call me in for major missions that require my attention."

Shoto folded his arms as he raised an eyebrow at his brother. "You're that important to them."

"They're a very crime pacific organisation. In fact, that's the reason why I'm back here. I and some other smaller teams were sent to hunt down a wanted criminal. One I personally had a run in. He's also one of the reasons why I chose to become a hero." He clenched his fist in stress. "Let's just say we have a score to settle with this guy. When we find him…I really shouldn't say much. We're supposed to keep things on the down low if you know what I mean."

Hesitantly, their sister nodded. "Ok well, I'll go make some tea." She left the brothers behind as she scuttered to the kitchen.

All the while Shoto had a questioning look on his face. We?

Alone the elder brother tried to strike up a conversation. "So how was school."

"I say it was fine."

"Just fine?" The elder brother questioned as he tried to push forward. "Do you really have nothing else to say? Anything about classes, your teachers, interesting classmates?"

Now he feels like his brother was trying to get information from him. Especially, with that last one. He really emphasised the word 'classmates' as if that was what he was most interested to hear. "Well, they're all pretty interesting." He started off casually. His mind ticked off the list of classmates in his head. All of them were interesting in their own way but one stood out. That boy with the powerful quirk but breaks himself when using it. "Well, there is this one boy that caught my eye. He's strong but his body breaks whenever he uses his quirk. It's weird. It's like his body isn't used to his quirk."

"I see." Then his brother said something weird again. "Describe him for me."

"I beg your pardon?"

"What does he look like?"

Now he knows it for sure. He's not interested in his school life. He's interested in his classmates but why? "Well, he's plain looking. Has curly green hair and freckles."

"Freckles?" his brother questioned suddenly. He hummed deep in thought. Then he said the strangest thing he heard from him yet. "His name. Is it Izuku Midoirya?"

His eyes widened in shock. "What? How did you know that?"

Firmly, the brother nodded, "I see so the boy is in your class. How annoying." With nothing else left to say he walked off leaving his brother utterly confused.

He tried to call out to him "Wait! How did you know that?"

His brother stopped and gave him a look. A look telling to stay back. "Some words of advice little brother. Be careful when you're around that boy. He'll be a magnet of trouble if the rumours are correct. Or even better. Stay far away from him."

"You can't just walk back here tell me that and not expect me to want answers. What's wrong with Midoriya? Why are you telling me to say away from him?"

Silently, the brother turned back and walked up to his younger brother. He stared his dual coloured eyes down calmly. They burned back at him the equal amount of irritation from being kept in the dark and determination to know. Gently, he rubbed his little brother's head again. "I already lost a mother and a brother. This family is just barely keeping it's self together as it is. I can't lose you too. Father would go ballistic if anything were to happen to his favourite."

"Don't you dare call me his favourite!" Shoto spat back as he slapped his brother's hand away.

His brother said nothing. He simply turned and walked away.

Shoto remained still as he watched his brother disappeared. After letting his frustration sizzle, he ran after his brother. He wanted to know more. Why did he want to learn more about Midoriya? And why is his so dangerous? From what he has seen the kid is powerful but that power seems to only endanger himself. He just couldn't understand his brother at all. After taking a few quick turns he finally made it to his brother's old bedroom. He knew he was in there. He can hear him playing a melody through the thin walls. So, he had to be in there. He placed his hand on the doorframe with every intention to open it. He stopped at the sound of an unfamiliar voice.

"So those were your siblings," chimed an unknown voice to him. It was charming. It almost sounded whoever they were putting on a voice for a performance. He knew one thing for sure. It was a man. "They were so sweet and well behaved. Unlike you, my violent angel~" the voice sang.

"My violent angel?" Shoto questioned. Curiously, he slid the door slightly open to take a peek. He opened it far enough to see his brother calmly sat by his piano. He continued to play while ignoring whoever it was in there. That's when he saw him. An unfamiliar man draped on top of the closed piano. His air was an electric yellow with back highlights and he wore a simple waistcoat of a darker yellow shade. Under that coat was a half-length sleeve, white button shirt along with a striped tie around his neck as well as a tattered black scarf. He laid on top of the piano while watching his brother play. Honestly, Shoto was surprised his brother wasn't kicking him to the ground for doing that. He scolded his other older brother with a slap to the hand for even attempting to touch it. What makes this stranger so special?

Elegantly, the stranger slipped off the top of the grand piano and landed next to his brother while sitting opposite to the keys. He leaned back as much as he could without touching the keys and ruining his brother's melody. "So, what's the plan? Are we going after the kid or what?"

"We wait for Miharu and Kuro. We still don't know if it's him. That boy might not have anything to do with that man and we're just wasting our time here," his brother answered while still playing a tune.

"Still, you sure you want to wait around. If the rumours are true, then your little brother could be in danger."

With those words, his brother's song stopped abruptly with a sharp note. His hands slipped off the keys as he blankly stared at them. "I don't like waiting around but we have to be sure. Besides I trust in Miharu's and Kuro's judgment. I'll like to talk to that man face to face before getting into another fight. But I'll make sure he pays for messing with an angel."

"If you say so, my angel." The stranger twisted on the bench to face the keys as well. Then he did the unthinkable. He snuggled up to his brother and even wrapped his arms around his waist to keep them close. It was shocking. Never has Shoto seen his brother have this level of intimacy with anyone let alone a man.

There was a look of irritation on his brother's face as he glared at the man who dared touch him with such familiarity. "What do you think you're doing you stupid demon. I should smite you where you stand for daring to touch an angel like myself in such a way."

"Oh, don't be like that angel cakes," the stranger laughed. He still didn't let go of his brother and oddly enough his brother has yet to reject his touch. Eventually, the man lets go on his own. "Hey since we're here won't you play me a song, my angel of music?"

His brother huffed at his request. "Only if you'll sing it with me."

"Which song?"

"One you know well." His brother's fingers returned to the keys as he started out with a familiar melody. It was an odd classic so famous even someone with little musical knowledge like Shoto himself can recognised. But the familiarity was not to last as the notes changed to something new. Something his brother made. They were sweet, smooth and uplifting in a grand crescendo. He knew recently his brother has been putting lyrics to the masterful melodies he created. However, he never heard his voice. Until now:

"To wish, and to achieve~"

His voice. It was beautiful.

"To lose and feel lament~"

The stranger's voice. It was pretty too.

"I'll still repeat it, countless of times~"

"I don't want to get hurt anymore! ~"

"Don't you dare just, run away like that! ~"

"Anyway, in this meaningless SHOWTIME ~"

"Then tell me why… ~"

If He thought the two of them separated was good. Together it was like heaven in song.

"are you stepping on the stage? ~"

There was a small pause before entering the next verse which Shoto could only assume was the chorus. The music picked up again in a magical uplifting song.

"Destroy both the pain of tears and your amusement.

In order to be "yourself"

If it's an excuse to be alone that you want…~"

"I'll take the lead~"

"Towards the hope that lies ahead, ~"

"Reach out your hand! ~"

They played and sang so beautiful together and their song. The lyrics were just so…beautiful. Barely anything can describe their beauty. Even the word beautiful doesn't justify the magic of their performance. Such heart was placed in every word. It's as if this song was made for them. It might as well be. It was his brother's song as well as the stranger's. Whoever this stranger is he has made a place in his brother's heart that much was assured. As the song continued he decided to leave his brother and his friend alone. He didn't want to interrupt their private performance. He noticed tears were forming around his eyes but that wasn't surprising. His brother's music always manages to touch his heart.

***End***

That only happened a couple of weeks ago. He still doesn't know the name of that mystery man nor has he seen his brother. He stayed for dinner and greeted his father (his friend seemed to have left by then. Although he didn't notice anyone leave. Now that he thinks about it he never noticed the guy come in either.) However, he couldn't stay long. Apparently, he had a show coming up soon and needed to sort out the details with his manager. That and he got an apartment, so he wasn't planning to say there. His father couldn't care less anyway and told him he can do what he wanted. With a brief goodbye, his brother walked away along with that hedgehog that was previously on his head. As he left the little animal walked beside him. It was a strange little fella. The boy could have sworn it waved at him as it turned around before dashing off to its owner.

He still doesn't understand why he wanted him to stay way form Midoriya. He was a pretty harmless guy. The fact that he was quirkless just makes him seem more delicate. He's someone that needs to be taken care of carefully. Not someone to be feared. But then there's the one his or rather their quirk is tied to. This Kurama Tsubaki guy spells trouble. There's just something about him that made him feel uneasy. The fact that he outwardly admitted having attempted to murder Bakugou countless of times doesn't make anything better. In fact, it makes it worse. Still, the air around that guy…it was like the air that was wrapped around that stranger that was with his brother. If there are truly more people with a quirk similar to Kurama then he as little doubts that that stranger was one of them. If they have animal forms as well then, he's willing to bet that hedgehog was the stranger all along. Even though he had no proof. No matter he will find out one and confront his brother about it. worst

For now, he needed to concentre on the challenge that lies before him: The U.A sport's festival.

AN: You guys win ok. You win. Here I'll make more but don't expect regular updates for I am lazy, busy and have other fics to write. As you might be able to tell my writing tends to get lengthy so prepare yourselves. Although I have a plan I don't know how long it will take to complete it.

minato. arisato.141, webghost ,Star-The-Writer - here's more for I am weak and couldn't stop thinking about it till it was written down. Seriously, I have every single thing planed in my head. How long it will take to complete it up to myself but seriously don't expect regular content. I'm a very slow writer. But know that I have a completed story in my head they question is who long will it take more to write it down.

Guest - You've been waiting 7 mouths for this? Ok don't know what you were waiting for but glad to give it to you. I guess.

Jadegem02 - (takes out a cannon and prepares ammo for next time) Well I got the writer's cannon slowly flowing but I don't know when to fire. However I don't know if any of you will like what will come next for I have two very strange end ships in mind for this. One very rare MHA ship and one extremely strange crossover ship. I have no idea how they come threw during my planning but they did and I'm going down with it. It will definitely make things interesting.