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The walk back to the apartment complex felt like forever. The day? An eternity. But somehow it felt like the wait to meet Mrs. Midoriya could've lasted a lifetime. Every step I took my heartbeat got louder, the pounding in my ears got faster, the anxiety through the fucking roof. It's not like I hadn't seen her before, it was just well, I was nervous. Would she think I'm the reason that Izuku was in trouble today? I was brought out of my musings when we finally reached his door.
"All right we're here hopefully, she hasn't seen the news yet. Mom can be a bit overwhelming." Izuku just gave me a sheepish grin.
"Well, I hope this goes well." I just looked at Izuku lazily, the bags under my eyes more evident as the day went on.
Izuku gave a quick three knocks on the door. "Here goes nothing." Rapid soft steps could be heard coming towards the door. The door swung wide open and I could see where Izuku got everything from. Mrs. Midoriya was the average height for a woman, somewhere around 5'3 or 5'4? A little on the bigger side but that seemed to just add more to her. No pun intended. She practically looked the same as her son minus the 4 freckles on each side of his face.
"OH IZUKU MY BABY BOY!" She ran towards him and embraced him in a hug, then quickly let him go. "YOU STINK, I SAW YOU ON THE NEWS TODAY AND WAS WORRIED. I-I-THOUGHT SOMETHING BAD HAPPENED TO YOU, I DIDN'T SEE YOU AFTER ALL MIGHT SHOWED UP A-AND THEN THERE W-WAS AN AMBULANCE AND A-A LOT OF BLOOD. I WAS JUST SO WORRIED EVEN MORE WHEN IT WAS PAST SIX AND YOU D-DIDN'T SHOW UP '' She just pulled him back into another hug. "AND I THOUGHT THE WORST HAD HAPPENED!" She finished up with the most tears I had ever seen. "Well at least she isn't an ugly crier like her son."
"Izuku? Who's this? Is he a friend? And why does he smell just as bad as you?" his mother asked with even more concern in her voice.
"Mom this is Nikto, he's our neighbor that lives on the floor above us. Nikto this is my mom Inko Midoriya." Izuku said as he gestured back and forth between his mother and me.
"Hello, Mrs. Midoriya it's so nice to finally meet you." I gave her a quick bow trying not to lose my balance.
"Oh no need to be formal sweetie, Izuku help him inside and I'll get the table ready"
She turned her back quickly and Izuku helped me inside. As I figured their apartment was an exact carbon copy of mine aside from all the furniture, photos, and working lights. If anything my apartment looked abandoned compared to theirs. This place felt so much bigger than my own empty apartment. Maybe it was because Izuku had someone to come home to? Or the fact that his mom was such a nice and warm woman? Is this what it feels like to have a family that loves you? I looked around and noticed that in all of the photos it was always either a young Izuku and Mrs. Midoriya or just some baby pictures of Izuku. "Huh guess his dad isn't in the picture."
"All right boys' food is ready." Izuku quickly set me down and sat at the opposite end with his mother. I looked down at the food, it smelled delicious but I had no idea what I was looking at. I saw rice at the bottom of the bowl, some type of meat, egg, and veggies.
"It's Katsudon, Izuku's favorite dish, I was so worried that I made his favorite for when he came home." She gave me a big smile and well I didn't want to be rude so down the hatch. Nothing could prepare me for the number of flavors that entered my mouth. "Holy shit that's good." Eyes wide I dug in. I couldn't get enough of this. It took me a while before I realized I was eating like a pig. Quickly I washed down the food with some water and set the chopsticks down.
"Ahem, uh sorry for my rudeness Mrs. Midoriya it's just uh been so long since I've had a home-cooked meal and well this was just delicious I couldn't help myself." I finished with scratching the back of my neck and a sheepish smile.
"Ah well I'm glad you enjoyed it and well, to be honest, we don't get much company so it's nice having another person around for a change. So how do you know Izuku?" She asked while eating a bit of the food. Izuku just visibly shrank in his chair.
"Well uh to be quite frank I never really talked to Izuku until today, let alone interact with him. I-I don't like to interact with people. I keep to myself and mind my own business. I moved here around 2 years ago. I've been living upstairs and going to school ever since." I just looked at Izuku seeing him kinda surprised.
"So then what led to Izuku and you being involved in today's events? I saw both of you in the news." Izuku flinched in his seat and stared at his half-empty bowl "I must say that was very reckless and dangerous what you two did, but knowing Izuku he wouldn't just let anyone be hurt if he had anything to say about it." She gave him a kiss on the side of his head. "That's my boy after all." A small smile graced her lips. I proceeded to tell her about the days' events, making sure to leave out the part where Izuku tried to kill himself. Told her how we met All Might and how he came up with the plan to save Baka-go. After all, was said and done it was time for Izuku to ask his questions.
"So umm- Nikto you said you were gonna tell me about your quirk?" He asked with a bit of hesitation in his voice.
"Oh yeah, sorry I kinda forgot. Well umm, my quirk is called Reincarnation. Every time I die I come back with another random quirk. Along with that, I have a strong healing factor. These scars I got them a long time ago, now I only get scars if they are very severe." I rolled up my sleeve to show them all of the various scars from over the years. I looked over at Izuku and he was in awe.
"H-HOLY CRAP THAT'S SUCH A CRAZY QUIRK" Mrs. Midoriya pinched his ear and scolded him.
"Izuku sweetie what did I say about cursing?" she said with an all too innocent smile and an evil demeanor.
"S-sorry mom." She let go of his ear and he was rubbing it with a slight pout.
"Anyway, it's actually kinda scary. When I was younger I thought I was quirkless and well kids can be very cruel. They taunted me and made fun of me since my dad walked out on my mom." I may have been only 14 but the look in my eyes said otherwise. "I was 9 years old when I first discovered my quirk. Three bullies took their tormenting too far and killed me. I woke up in an ambulance on my way to the morgue. At first, they didn't understand what had happened but after seeing my claws and slit eyes they understood that my quirk finally manifested and saved me. After a statement from the paramedics to the quirk registry in the U.S., they concluded that my quirk was reincarnation. After being dropped off home from the police I made my way inside but most of our things were gone. My mom abandoned me and well...yeah. There's more to it but I'd rather not touch on that. That was a lifetime ago and now I'm here living a new life. All I can say is that I used to work for some bad people doing some bad things in order to survive. That is how I got this. It used to be a name that I had to go by" Pointing to the tattoo of the numbers underneath my right eye "No matter how hard I try to get rid of it it just grows back. No matter how many times I cut off the skin it just keeps on coming back." I looked at them, quickly I turned my face to the side then I remembered the money All Might gave us. The fat stack of notes hit their side of the table with a thud.
"Take it. I don't need it. I have plenty of money to be living on my own and prefer to keep my living to a minimum."
Inko looked at me with wide eyes. "HUH? WHAT DO YOU MEAN TAKE IT? I CAN'T TAKE THAT. THAT'S TOO MUCH MONEY TO BE JUST THROWN AROUND! AND WHAT DO YOU MEAN YOU HAVE ENOUGH MONEY?"
I sighed and sunk in my seat. "I don't mean to be rude Mrs. Midoriya, but looking around in the area that we live in, the fact that there isn't a single photo of Izuku's dad I can only infer that the money would be of great help. I'm not doing this to insult you in any way I would just like to help my new friend and his mother. You brought me in for dinner, treated me well and I can just tell that you have raised Izuku well despite the circumstances. So if you would do me the honor please take the money, I don't need it and it would just be sitting in my bank account or random emergency stash I have hidden around."
After my statement for the first time, I saw real sadness in Izuku's eyes. He got up kissed his mom on the side of her head and went off to what I presume was his room. I heard a sigh and looked back at Inko her cheery demeanor gone. With a somber voice, she told me all I needed to know.
"Yes you are right, Izuku's dad isn't in the picture. When it was time for Izuku's quirk to manifest we waited out the year hoping it would come but it never did. In the span of a year, his father started to become more distant, more confrontational with minor inconveniences, then we had the final argument." Tears started to form in her eyes and the grip on her cup tightened.
"He started to blame me for the fact that our son didn't have a quirk. He said that he wasn't going to be around to raise something he didn't want. With that, he left and never came back. I told Izuku that his father's work kept him from coming home so that way it would satisfy him but I'm pretty sure he figured it out a long time ago. I just don't have the heart to tell him. Once we got the divorce finalized we had an arrangement that he would help provide for Izuku's care but all he sends is the minimum for food, school supplies and clothes. Which I am grateful for but it's always so hard living from paycheck to paycheck. Hoping I'll be able to make it another month. I work part-time at the hospital running around doing errands or the simplest remedial tasks that nobody wants to do. It's not much but it helps. It frustrates me that they won't give me more to do for more pay. It's so hard trying to be strong for my son when I can barely do it for myself and honestly some days I just feel like giving up." The tears were puddled upon the table and slowly making their way to the edge. I reached across the table, looked her in the eye, and held one hand in both of mine.
"Midoriya-san, look how far you have come. You have done a great job with what you have and I have no doubt that you could do more if given more. I can tell that Izuku loves and appreciates everything that you do for him. You are a great mother and I pray that you never forget that." I gave her the best smile I could muster with tears leaking out of my eyes.
"So you keep being strong for him alright? I can tell he's going to do great things." I got up and hopped on my one leg holding onto the chair balancing myself.
"Wait, before you go let me get you something. I'll only be a moment." She headed off down the hallway towards her room. I hopped towards Izuku's room and knocked.
"Hey, Izuku. Can I come in?"
"It's may you come in and the answer is yes."
"Heh cheeky little asshole." I opened the door and found him lying on the floor with a bundle of clothes. Leaning on the door I watched him with an amused smile. "Hey cheer up Izuku we got a big day ahead of us tomorrow. It's not every day you get to meet your all-time favorite hero, then be able to be trained by him and get their power." I said with a hint of amusement to my voice.
"Yeah, I know. It's just that this almost seems too real. With how today went and how long it lasted imagine how it's going to be for the rest of the year? There's been more excitement today than I've ever had in my entire life. It's all just too much to take in. Plus I know my mom told you about my dad. No sperm donor. Mom thinks I don't know what happened but I was there peeking out of the door of my room when I saw them arguing for the last time. When he stormed out of the apartment and never came back." His eyes started to water and he closed them to prevent the tears from coming out.
"Well parents try to hide things from their children but what they don't know is that children see everything. We just don't understand it, let alone process what it is that we are seeing. In doing so they just cause more damage instead of being forward and honest." Tears slowly leaking out of mine.
He wiped his tears and sat up looking at me. "I promised I wouldn't cry anymore for that bastard. No more tears...but now I kinda wish he was here so I could laugh in his face and tell him that I'm going to get a quirk and be the best hero he's ever seen." He thumped his fist against his chest in defiance.
"Well if he ever comes around, I'll be there to watch you do it." I gave him a small smile.
"Well, it's good to see that you made a new friend Izuku, here Nikto take these." Mrs. Midoriya handed me a set of crutches. "Got these from the hospital when I sprained my ankle and needed to get around the house. Haven't used them since so feel free to keep them. Izuku please escort Nikto out and be sure to lock the door sweetie. Goodnight boys." She disappeared back towards her room and Izuku got up off of the floor. We headed towards the door and I stepped out of the apartment. Crutches aren't hard to use at all for me. It's almost second nature at this point.
"Get plenty of sleep Izuku I got a feeling tomorrow is gonna be a long ass day." He just nodded his head. With that said I made my way upstairs and into my apartment. Taking a shower was kinda a pain in the ass, or foot however you'd like to think about it. The skin was starting to grow back and I could see the fresh new light pink flesh. I got out of the shower and stared at myself in the mirror. "What the fuck did we just get ourselves into Nikto?" I brushed my teeth, downed some of the tap water and headed towards my room to enter the blissful hell that are my nightmares.
At first, nightmares are the worst thing in the world, but once you experience them for years on end they no longer have the same effect on you. The ones that do have the most effects are the ones that are real-life nightmares. The worst memories that you have ever had to live through resurface when you are at your most vulnerable.
As I lay there waiting for the comforting darkness to take over, I couldn't help but crack a smile. Even if I didn't want to get involved with anything at all today and remain anonymous. I just can't help but feel kind of proud? Is that a way I should be feeling? I saved the same kid twice in the same day and then saved his bully. He got to meet his hero and then is finally going to get THE QUIRK he always wished he had. I can't help but feel good about myself. Maybe this is what I've been needing? Hmm, who would've thought?
I know its a short chapter but like I said I would like to keep this story updated and at least try to post the first half of every chapter then update it with the rest so that way you can get to see where the story is headed. There will be the regular time skips so that way we can get the story going to meet the rest of the cast. I know things are slow at the moment but please just be patient. Please Read and Review love you all.