...

"Whoa! That was incredible, Bakugo!"

"You scared off the bullies just by being there!"

"That was so cool!"

Katsuki Bakugo smirked as people crowded around him and shot praise off their tongues. Everyone at Aldera Junior High School knew about the young prodigy, whether it be about his remarkable quirk control from a young age, his violent attitude and temper, or both.

"Ha! I wasn't even trying, you extras! I could've beat their asses if I wanted too! I just felt merciful today.."

"Ah yes, of course!"

"No one would doubt that, Bakugo!"

Pride swelled up in his chest with every comment. He knew what he was capable of, and that everyone acknowledged how much better he was than them. It was an incredibly satisfying feeling. He relished in it.

However, it was then that he caught something in the corner of his eye.

A green curly haired boy passed by the crowd, without so much as a glance. Izuku Midoriya, or as he called him, Deku.

Bakugo's eyes twitched upon seeing him. They were friends when they were younger, but after Bakugo's quirk manifested and Deku revealed that he had no quirk, he viewed him as inferior. The fact that he was older then him only made him more pathetic in his eyes. Someone older who was supposed to be able to beat him was weaker than 80% of society, and he was part of the stronger 80%-no, higher! He was unmatched, and he would prove his superiority soon enough when he would inevitably become the number one hero.

Leaving his thoughts, Bakugo eyed the person next to Izuku...an obnoxious blue haired girl, who had been clinging to him even more nowadays. Nejire Hado. She was a massive nuisance for Bakugo, and her protective nature regarding Izuku which was also shared by her friends made things immeasurably annoying, since unlike Izuku, they could actually fight back.

Months ago, Bakugo went to school like a normal day, and saw that Deku and Nejire were very close with each other. Like, closer then usual. It only took him a few seconds to realize that they were probably dating, and their interactions from that day on only enforced the theory. Many wondered how quirkless, worthless Deku got a girlfriend, but Bakugo didn't care. Anyone who associated with Deku would be a waste of thought for him.

Noticing them looking at him, something inside Katsuki's brain snapped. "What're you looking at, you parasites?! Huh?"

Izuku flinched. Normally, he and Bakugo avoided each other, but it seemed he was feeling hyper today.

"Bakugo, stop right there and shut up. Or I'm calling the principal," Said a glaring Nejire.

However, it was an empty threat. The school was always reluctant to give their prodigy any repurcussions for his actions, and the principal would just tell Bakugo to stop and then ignore them.

And judging by the widening smirk on Bakugo's face, he knew it too.

"Heh, you really think I'd care about that, Blue Bitch? Cause' I don't. Besides, why are you speaking for him? Too weak to defend himself, is he?"

Nejire squeezed Izuku's hand comfortingly as he tensed up.

"You're a bastard." Said Nejire coldly.

"And you have no personality," he retaliated in just as vicious a tone. "All you do is just babysit Deku, and try to defend his pathetic uselessness. Is that all you do? I bet that you're useless too."

Nejire started to shake, and her hands started to glow a vague gold color.

"How fucking embarrassing. I bet you can't even make tea right."

"..."

The world came crashing down. Memories flooded back instantly.

"YOU FUCKING MADE MY TEA WRONG! HOW THE FUCK DO YOU SCREW THIS UP?! WILL YOU EVER PROVE USEFUL IN ANYWAY, YOU STUPID BRAT?!"

All her rage vanished and became terror. Evidently, it showed in her face, because Izuku's face instantly was filled with worry. Even Bakugo's face showed some shock in it as he stepped back. Nejire started to sweat and breath heavily, and Izuku instantly was at her side, trying to calm her, but all the memories were flooding into her head after being locked away for so long, and before she knew it, everything went black.

...

"HEY! WHAT ARE YOU POLICE SHITS DOING HERE?! DID I ASK YOU TO COME? NO, I DIDN'T! SO FUCK OFF!"

Koharu then caught sight of a blue haired girl beside the officers, who was also with three young boys and a woman with blonde hair.

"Koharu Hado, we have reason to believe that you have been abusing your child, Nejire Hado. You are under arrest, and have the right to remain silent. Please come with us."

The man's bloodshot eyes twitched in drunken rage.

"LIKE FUCK I WILL! I MAY HAVE ROUGHED HER UP A LITTLE, BUT THE LITTLE SHIT DESERVED IT! I AIN'T COMING WITH YOUR STUPID ASSES!"

The officer narrowed his eyes. "I'm afraid you have no choice, Mr Hado. Come with us, or we will have to take you by force."

"FUCK OFF!" Was his response.

The officer sighed as he pulled out a tranquilizer and shot a dart at Koharu, knocking him out. The four children gasped a little.

"I-Is he dead?" Asked the blue haired girl shakily.

"No. Only knocked out. We're gonna take him to the station, and put him behind bars. He won't hurt you anymore, alright?" He said with a smile.

The girl seemed to exhale with relief. "T-Thank you. Very much."

"No problem kiddo. However, we need you to come with us to the station for a bit and answer some questions. Can you do that?"

She nodded.

"Alrighty then. Come with me, please. All of you."

...

Nejire woke up to voices.

"Will she be alright?" A worried voice.

"Yes, dearie. Don't worry, she'll only need to be here for a couple more hours." A woman's voice.

"That Bakugo..." A quiet but a angry voice.

"We gotta do something about this. This can't go unpunished." A voice that carried none of its usual friendliness.

As Nejire opened her eyes, she saw Mirio, Tamaki and Izuku talking with the school nurse, all looking worried. At first, she didn't know why, but then she remebered Bakugo's verbal abuse.

And the memories that returned with it.

Nejire rapidly shook her head to get rid of these thoughts, which alerted the others to the fact she was awake.

"Nejire! How are you feeling?" Izuku was instantly at her side, looking her over and gazing at her worriedly like a panicked boyfriend.

Wait...that was exactly what he was. The thought made Nejire giggle a bit despite her less than perfect condition.

"I...could be better," she admitted. She shuffled out of the blankets on the infirmary bed, and sat up.

"What happened out there, Nejire?" Asked a now docile and concerned Tamaki. "Izuku said that you looked really panicked and that you were breathing really heavily, and that it looked like you were having a panic attack."

Nejire looked to the floor. How could she tell them that a panic attack was exactly what she experienced?

"Sorry, it was just a bad memory. Don't worry about it, ok?"

Mirio and Tamaki nodded, but they seemed skeptical. It was obvious they didn't buy it. "Well...alright then. Me and Tamaki gotta go to math now. I'm sure you can take care of Nejire, right Izuku?"

Izuku smiled. "You can count on me. Good luck in class."

After they left, Izuku turned to Nejire with a stern face.

"Look, Neji...you don't have to tell me if you don't want to, but you never have a reaction like that just to a bad memory. What did you remember?"

She wanted to lie. She didn't want to trouble him. But Izuku knew her better than anyone, and if anyone could see through her, it was him.

"It...It was about my dad."

Izuku momentarily froze, then his face instantly softened as he wrapped his arms around her.

Nejire started to shake a little as she shed a tear. "It was from..the night. The night I escaped, and met you guys. When Bakugo insulted me by saying that I couldn't even make tea right, it just all came...rushing back," she said as she began sniffling.

"Shhh. Just relax. He's in prison now, and he can't hurt you anymore. I'll be by your side, ok? Don't worry."

Nejire seemed to calm down, and she managed a small smile. "Thank you, Izuku."

She got another smile in return.

A Year Later...

Izuku stared miserably into the little pond outside of Aldera Junior High where his "Hero Analysis For The Future" notebook laid within, scorched to ashes and now soaking wet as Katsuki Bakugo walked off satisfied with his cronies trailing behind him.

"Stupid idiot. Who's ever heard of a hero without a quirk? No matter what anyone tells him, he keeps on trying to pursue the impossible. No wonder everyone in his grade and in the school think he's an idiot."

An image of a certain trio of students flashed in his mid, and his eyebrows twitched.

"Well, most of the school anyway."

Thankfully, since about a year ago, after a little run in before school, the stupid blue-haired girl and Deku had avoided him. He wasn't sure why, but he didn't complain, because he didn't want to see them anymore than they wanted to see him. However, it still made Bakugo shiver a little when he remembered the girl's face that day. He had never seen a face like that before, but he always pushed it out of his head. Whatever it was, it wasn't his problem.

As Bakugo gazed off into the distance, he vaguely remembered one of the teachers raving about the four students who were currently in their third year of school who were applying for U.A. Given that they always talked about it, Bakugo knew that Deku and his friends were the ones applying. It annoyed him to no end, and he still cast them dirty looks whenever the teachers weren't looking. He was sick of them, and he was actually glad they were gonna apply. Three didn't have good control of their quirks like he did, and one didn't have a quirk to begin with. He was positive they would fail, and as a result be forced to apply for a different school. Away from him, and his inevitable success.

...

"HAHAHAHA! YOU'LL BE AN EXCELLENT VESSEL FOR ME, BOY!"

Izuku struggled in terror as a slime-type villain started to suffocate him. Who they were, he didn't know; he was focused on trying to break free.

"AHH! LET ME GO, PLEASE!"

"No can do, kid! It's nothing personal, I assure you."

"NOOO! STOP!"

Images of Mirio flashed through his mind. All the jokes they shared, the times he visited him, played games with him, everything.

Images of Tamaki as well. The first time he met him, and how they became good friends, when they would view the internet and watch funny things, play sports, everything.

And lastly...her.

Nejire. Her beautiful face. Eternally cheerful personality. Their first date. Their first kiss. She was his everything.

Was he about to lose it all?...

Izuku closed his eyes, about to accept death, when...

"TEXAS...SMAAASSSHHH!"

The slime villain flew into the wall towards the wall of tunnel, which he was flattened against. He then fell face first on the floor, as Izuku turned to view his saviour.

The man, the myth, the legend...

All Might.

"It's all right now, young man. Why?"

Tears of joy ran down Izuku's face.

"Because I am here!"

"ALL MIGHT???" Screamed an excited Izuku.

"Haha! It is indeed me, young man. You were incredibly brave, standing your ground. I thank you!" Said All Might happily. He then took a bottle out of seemingly thin air and scooped the slime villain into it.

"Can I have your autograph-WAIT, YOU ALREADY SIGNED IT??" Exclaimed Izuku.

"Yep! I work fast! Welp, I have places to be! Can't be somewhere for forever! Have a nice day!"

With that, All Might jumped away. However, he felt some odd weight on his leg. As he looked back, he saw the boy hanging onto him, wind flapping in his face!

"A stowaway???" Thought All Might as he sweatdropped.

"Hey, kid! That's really dangerous, you know!"

"I wanna ask you a question!"

All Might internally sighed. What question could possibly warrant this sort of action?

As he landed on the roof a building, the kid let go at last.

"All Might, do you think someone who is quirkless can become a hero like you?"

All Might suddenly deflated into a skinny man??!?

"Are you an imposter?!? Don't move! I'm calling the heroes!"

"Calm down, young man. Even if it's hard to believe, I am All Might."

Izuku seemed incredibly confused.

All Might then lifted his shirt a, little revealing a terrible wound on his abdomen.

"Five years ago, I suffered this injury in a fight that was not made public. Now, my hero work per day is limited. Let this serve as a warning."

Silence for a moment.

"..."

"I don't wanna crush your spirits, kid. Believe me on that. But without a quirk, I don't know what the likelihood of that is. You'd be better off being a policeman, or fireman. Still very respectable jobs." With that. All Might walked off, leaving a saddened Izuku behind him.

"I guess he's right...it's an unfortunate truth, but it's not like I can change it. I guess I'll just head home...Nejire's probably on her way back home from school by now anyway."

A dejected Izuku Midoriya wandered home, his body on autopilot. His friends and girlfriend believed in him, and his ability to become a hero. But none of them knew what being a hero was actually like, since they were still in middle school. If All Might, the number one hero himself, didn't have faith, why should he?

...

"Woah, what's going on over there??!?"

"Someone is being suffocated in that...thing!!"

"Is that a villain?!!!???"

"Why aren't the heroes doing anything??!?"

Izuku snapped his head up at these words. He glanced down the street, where he saw an eerily familiar figure...

"HEHEH...I COULDN'T TAKE THE BOY FROM EARLIER, BUT I'LL SETTLE FOR YOU, GIRLY!"

The scream that followed terrified him...but it wasn't the scream itself. Rather the voice that was making it.

As he horrifyingly squinted in, he could see that the girl who was in trouble had long blue hair, sky blue eyes, and a face that held none of its usual joy.

Before he knew it, he dashed towards the scene, ignoring the calls of the heroes in the vicinity as he made his way towards his struggling girlfriend, whose eyes widened upon seeing him.

"I-Izuku?? No, get away! You'll get yourself hurt as well!"

Tears poured down his face as he threw his backpack at the villain in a useless attempt to stop him.

"You...you looked like you were calling for help!" He said with his eyes crying an ocean of tears.

At that moment, an understanding passed between the two. His true drive, and purpose. A passion for saving people.

This ignited a deep regret within a certain nearby man, whose body began to swell up into a more muscular form. "How pathetic I am... to require the intervention of a young man to spring me into action. Pathetic!"

On that note, All Might charged towards the slime villain, with his fists reared back.

"Not you again!!!"

"DEEETROOIIT...SMMMMMMAAAAASSSHHH!"

The force of the blow caused the sky to become clumoudy and rainy, as the slime villain was flattened into the pavement. Nejire collapsed on the ground, exhausted but relieved. Instantly, Izuku was by her side with an arm around her as he whispered comforting words into her ear.

And thus ended the slime incident.

...

"GREETINGS AGAIN, YOUNG MAN!"

Izuku Midoriya and Nejire Hado's eyes seemed to pop out of their skulls as All Might rounded the corner and stopping in front of them.

"Ah...this isn't really convenient...I wanted to speak to the boy in private."

"Young man, may I speak to you in private?"

Izuku looked at Nejire then turned to All Might.

"She's my girlfriend and I trust her. What is it that you need to speak about which needs to be so secretive?"

All Might sighed. He could tell he wouldn't budge on this. He would just need to trust his word. "Very we-PPPAAAWW!"

All Might spat blood as he returned to his skeletal form, shocking Nejire.

"Woah! You okay? Need a doctor? And by the way, are you really All Might, or an imposter?"

"He is All Might, Nejire. I met him earlier today."

"Wait, you met him before???"

"I'll explain later. So...what is it that you need to talk about, All Might?"

Toshinori took a deep breath, then spoke. "As you saw earlier, I have been suffering from a major injury, and I cannot do hero work as effectively as before."

Izuku and Nejire paused while hearing this. Izuku's face displayed attentiveness and a little dismay, while Nejire's showed shock.

"Back at that street, I was too hesitant to go in...my cowardice and weakness brought shame upon me. But then, you, a quirkless boy, ran into the scene to help when no one else, not even me, did. That gave me the drive to end that conflict."

Izuku's eyes widened.

"You know, the pasts of pro heroes...all are vastly different in many ways, but there is one thing that remains common within them all...their legs moved before they could think."

Izuku's eyes began to tear up.

"I should have realized your potential from the beginning, young man."

"You know, mom...back then, "Sorry" wasn't what I needed to hear. What I did need to hear was..."

"You, young man...can be a hero!"

...

Whew! Took me longer then expected to finish this. I've had like 6 tests between this chapter and the last one...hasn't been fun. Anyways, I hope you liked this chapter! As you can probably tell, the canon has begun, written in my own way and style, with twists because this is a fic centered around Izuku and Nejire.

Btw, Jotaro Joestar, to answer your question, she is in the canon. However, in this story I've aged Izuku up to the same age as the Big Three.

ALSO, WHO ELSE LOVES SEASON FOUR ALREADY? CUZ I DO!

If you have any of your own questions about the story, feel free to ask!

Please review and have a nice day!