I swear to god... Once this is over, I'm decaying every fucking duffle bag in the world.

Izuku was nice enough to get the biggest duffle bag he could so the de-aged villain had the room to stretch out if he needed. Luckily, he hadn't grown any other than the one time.

I want to decay that stupid bitch. This is all her fault.

He couldn't tell where they were at all. Izuku swore up and down he would let him out when he was a few blocks from his place but he hadn't said anything yet.

I swear to fucking god if someone who knows me see this, I will kill everyone around me.

He rubbed his face carefully inside the bag. Since his random growth spurt, he had gotten more itchy.

I wonder if it's my quirk trying to resurface. I know all this itching has to do with it. At least that stuff he got me actually worked.

"Are you ready to come out?"

"Yea!"

Shigaraki felt the bag being placed on the ground and a zipping sound. Light hit his eyes making him squint.

"Where the fuck are we?" the tiny villain asked.

"The park a few blocks from my house. Did you want to play before going to my place?"

Izuku smiled at the small boy before but he was getting angry, deathlike stares.

"I was just asking."

Tomura sighed heavily.

"Have you ever been to a park and played on it?" he asked with a smile.

Tomura stared at him.

"N-no."

"What?! Why not?!"

"Because... Because I didn't have time for that."

"Oh, well nows your chance."

"What if someone sees me?!" he hissed.

"You're my cousin visiting from America."

Tomura opened his mouth and closed it.

"I- ok."

He bolted for the monkey bars. Izuku was right behind him but he was already too tall to play but he did anyways.

Forty five minutes had passed by in a blur when Izuku's phone started to ring. He went down the slide, sitting at the edge and answered his phone.

"Hello?"

"Izuku? Are you coming home?"

"Yea... I'm bringing home a friend for the week... I'm helping watch him for my spring break."

His mother became quiet.

"It's a long story but he really does need me Mom."

"Alright. How old is he?"

"Um..."

Izuku stared at him.

"Gonna be nine in a few months."

Shigaraki's eyes narrowed suspiciously.

"Uh huh."

"We were playing at the park. He doesn't get out much and I wanted him to have a good time. I'll be there soon."

"Ok... Love you honey."

"Love you too Mom."

"Who was that?" Shigaraki asked, demanding to know.

"My mom. Duh."

"What did she want? It sounded like she was asking too many questions-

"It's fine! Let's go! She's probably making dinner for us now. I can show you around my house."

"Do you live in an actual house?"

"Well, no but it's still home."

"So, an apartment?"

"Yea."

"Well, people will see me!" he hissed.

"Come on!"

Izuku picked him up and placed him on his shoulders. Shigaraki was still rather small but maybe he had some clothes hiding that the boy could wear until he grew a little bit more.

It was barely a five minute walk from their apartment complex. They looked nice but anyone could tell it was for people of low to middle class. Shigaraki rolled his eyes at them- he lived better that... hell, he lived better than most people. The wanna be hero put him down and they made their way inside the building.

This is so fucking weird.

How could he not think the whole thing was weird? He was about to show up at his arch enemy's house. He was going to meet his mother for fuck's sake and here was All Might's successor thinking it was ok. He took him to a park. He played with him and wanted him to have a good time. It made the villain's stomach harden up into knots. It seemed unnatural.

Izuku smiled at him and opened his apartment door.

"Mom, we're home!"

Shigaraki watched as a woman walked out. She had shoulder length dark green hair. Her eyes were a little brighter of a green color and she was a little on the chubby side. She looked to be about five three in height but she had smile on her face as she gazed at them both. His heart clenched a little bit as the woman hugged her son.

"I'm so glad your home! Who's this?" she asked looking down at the little boy.

"Tomura."

"Ah, I see."

She embraced him making him jump.

"Oh, sorry! Welcome to our house!"

"Thanks."

She smiled down at him before looking at her son again.

"Beef stew and rice. Is that ok with you?"

"Yea!"

"Well, I forgot to buy some rice... You want to go get some for me at the corner store?"

"Of course Mom. Hey, um... You think you have any of my old clothes that would fit Tomura?" Izuku asked.

"Let me look. If anything, he can stay here and I'll watch him. He can try on some stuff."

Inko wandered off into the hallway.

"What the hell are you doing?!" the villain hissed.

"Mom, is good I promise. She's probably more concerned you're an orphan than anything. Trust me, let her love on you a little bit. It's nice."

Shigaraki looked bored and annoyed at the same time.

"I'll be back and don't leave. I don't want you getting caught in the wrong hands. At this point, the safest place is here. Mom's quirk isn't super powerful but when she's mad, it's more effective."

Tomura watched as Izuku left the apartment, locking the door behind him.

"Tomura! You wanna come here?"

"Sure."

He wandered down the hallway to an extra room that had stuff in boxes. She had a whole box open with clothes that looked around his size. She started placing the clothes in piles by shirts, shorts and pants. She even dug out a pair of dark red shoes and some socks. Shigaraki felt his heart sink seeing most of the shirts were All Might shirts. He wanted to die inside already.

"I... I don't like All Might."

Inko looked mildly surprised.

"Oh... Well, there is a few Eraserhead shirts. Izuku loved him too as a hero. I had to make those myself though. Do you have a hero you like or a show? There's some plain shirts and I can customize them for you."

"Eraserhead and the plain shirts are fine. You don't have to do so much for me."

Inko smiled, making Tomura feel weird.

"Your son is like you, I noticed," he commented.

She laughed, "Thank you. You're so mature for such a young age! You deserve to go out and be a kid while you can. I'm glad my son can help you with that."

"Um... is it just you two?"

Inko smiled faltered slightly, "Yea, at the moment. My husband is overseas. So it'll just be the three of us. I hope that's ok."

"I hated my dad so it's fine."

I... I can be honest with her. She won't see me after this is over.

"Oh, that's such a strong word."

He looked at the carpet.

"He told me I couldn't be a hero because I didn't have a quirk yet and he ended up dying anyways after I got it. So I guess I not a fan of... fathers."

Inko's eyes widened in surprise.

"I'm so sorry honey! I... Izuku was quirkless for a long time and he finally got his at fifteen going on sixteen. I used to think the same way but I am glad he's doing what he loves. Even if he would've been quirkless, he would've tried anyways."

Tomura looked rather surprised.

So, he only got his quirk from All Might then. He wasn't born with anything after all. I didn't know that. Sensei didn't know that. I don't think anyways.

"What's your quirk? I can attract small items," she said making the shirt float towards her.

He smiled watching it.

"I... Mine is complicated actually. It comes and goes."

"Aw, too bad! I bet it'll be powerful one day."

Tomura smiled.

"Mom! I'm home!"

Izuku walked into the room after a few minutes seeing the clothes around them.

"You want me to start the rice Mom?" Izuku asked.

"Sure, if you don't mind."

The teenager nodded and left the room again.

"You want to try these on?" Inko asked, "I don't have any underwear..."

"I can wear shorts if that's ok."

"Of course! I'll pick up a pack tomorrow for you. Do you have a preference?"

"Boxers... Um... maybe a size bigger."

She chuckled, "Of course. I'm sorry they smell dusty. I'll wash the ones you can wear. I have a shirt that's black you can wear to bed."

"Thanks."

"Go ahead and change and I'll get this washed."

Inko left the room leaving him by himself.

It's weird... This is so fucking weird.

Tomura changed into yellow shorts and plain blue shirt before heading to the kitchen where Izuku was at. He stood there watching the teenage boy. There was some part of him that was jealous now. Angry. Then admiration. He wondered what All Might saw in the quirkless teenager that he didn't see in anyone else.

Izuku turned around to see the villain staring at him.

"Are you ok?"

"I... Yea."

"You want to talk about it?"

He shook his head quickly making Izuku chuckle.

"Alright. Are you a picky eater?"

"Well, honestly I never really ate a lot. Just enough to survive."

"Is that why you look so skinny?"

"Yea."

"You need to eat more then. It's not good for you to just eat once in a while."

Tomura arched an eyebrow at him.

The irony of the whole situation.

"I bought more of that cream for you. You want some on your face? I also got you some chapstick and lotion too. It's all unscented since I wasn't sure."

"Wow, thanks Mom."

"Shut up," Izuku said turning pink with a grin on his face.

Inko walked into the kitchen to see her son applying some kind of cream to Tomura's face. She had noticed his skin looked a little dry and flaky but she didn't want to say anything about it because it might've upset the little boy. She had wanted another child a long time ago so Izuku wouldn't be so lonely but it just never happened since he was considered quirkless- it dashed all her dreams for another child down the drain. Now she wished she had...

Seeing Izuku and Tomura together gave her a fuzzy, warm feeling. He would've been a great big brother.

"You two can watch TV when you're done. It'll be a little bit, ok?"

The two of them nodded and left for the living room. That was when she noticed the gloves on Tomura's hands. She frowned slightly but said nothing as she went back to cooking.

"I like your mom."

Izuku glanced at Tomura who's eyes never left the TV screen.

"Thanks. She's really nice."

"Yea."

Tomura cleared his throat.

"Um... I think when I take over the world, she'll come stay with us."

Izuku stared at him with a horrified expression before laughing.

"What? I'm serious!"

"You sound like a kid- it was just so funny to hear in that voice!"

Shigaraki looked annoyed. His kid like appearance didn't really strike any fear in anyone. Also, being quirkless would do that too.

"I'm sorry," Izuku said.

"For what?" Tomura said staring at him.

"Laughing. I'm sure you're very serious."

The tiny villain gave him the finger making the teenager laugh more.

Once dinner was done, both boys raced to the table even though it was barely forty feet away. Shigaraki had smelled the stuff Kurogiri had cooked and none of it smelled like this. Inko gave both boys a big plate and handed them a big glass of juice. Tomura was still a little short so he sat on his knees until Inko broke out an old booster seat she had for Izuku when he was little.

"Is that better?" she asked, helping home up into the seat.

"Y-yea."

Izuku gave him a big smile and Tomura wrinkled his nose. He decided to refrain from saying horrible things in front of Inko. He felt like it wouldn't be right if he did... She was so nice.

"This is the best food I have ever eaten."

Inko chuckled, "I'm sure you had better."

"My, um... Uncle Kurogiri makes stuff but I'm assuming he doesn't have taste buds."

She laughed, "Oh well, I can give you a list of spices he can use if you want."

"I don't think he would listen anyways. He's stuck in his ways."

Inko chuckled, "Older people can be like that. Do you have a family?"

Shigaraki wrinkled his nose and made a face, "Kind of? I mean... they're all kind of messed up..."

"Well, it's still a family as long as they treat you good."

He glanced at Izuku who nodded with a small smile.

"I guess so?"

Inko smiled and continued eating.

Once they finished eating, they went back to the TV in the living room. It was around nine at night when Shigaraki started dozing off on the couch beside of Izuku. Inko picked him up and carried him off to Izuku's room. She tucked him into bed and returned back to the living room. She smiled at her son before sitting beside of him.

"Thanks Mom. I mean it... He really needs this."

"You... you didn't kidnap him did you?" she asked.

The teenager laughed.

"No, no. I um..."

Izuku shifted in his seat.

"He was hit with a quirk that returned him to a kid... He's like twenty years old and I saved him. I'm just helping him out."

"Ah, that makes more sense."

Silence fell between them. She picked at the end of her shirt for a bit.

"I take it his life is rough?"

"Y-yea... If you don't mind treating him like a kid while he's here, I think he would love that."

Inko smiled, "I would love too. He reminds me of you when you were younger. He's observant."

He smiled.

"You two are pretty similar actually."

Izuku looked over at his mother.

"I'm glad you're able to help honey. It may help him out in life later."

He smiled, "I hope so, Mom."