Hey everyone! Been a while for this story huh?
We finally updated it with the next important events.
So, quick thing to note, if you expected this story to cover everything, you'll be disappointed, as it only covers the important events.
There's a reason for that, and it'll be seen at the end.
Hope you'll stick around till then!
Murasaki yawned as she sat on her desk. It was the day after the Sports Festival and boy does the school not let up, since they were required to come already...not that that was a bad thing. "Wonder what's gonna be happening today," she muttered, seeing as they WERE told their Hero class wasn't going to be on today, though there would be something else in its place.
"Hopefully nothing too tiring," Shouta sighed from his desk, leaning over and looking like he wanted to sleep again.
"Well, whatever it is, I'm sure it's gonna be great," Hizashi said with his usual grin.
"Only way to find out is to see for ourselves," Nemuri mused.
"We'll be finding out soon I guess," Toshinori chuckled, as Gran soon entered the classroom, and classes started.
A few hours passed as normal classes were done, and when the time came, they found out the surprise.
"Hero Name?" the class blinked.
"Of course. You've all been training for long enough, so now it's time to think up what you'll want to be called," Gran said with a smirk. "Now don't go putting just anything for your names, cause this is something people are gonna know you as for years to come...not that you can't change it eventually of course, but the point still stands," Gran said.
"Hero name, huh? Well...I'd say today just got interesting," Murasaki grinned.
"Name huh...never really thought about it," Shouta mused.
"Seriously? How can you be in a Hero Course and NOT have some ideas?" Nemuri blinked.
"That's Shouta for you," Hizashi laughed.
"Well...as long as its thought out properly it should be okay," Toshinori sweat dropped.
With that the class descended into murmurs, as they all thought about possible hero names. The first of the little group to think up their name was Hizashi, who got up to the front of the class and showed the name. "Shouting Hero: Present Mic!" he said with a grin.
"Not bad, fits your quirk and your personality." Gran said with a nod.
"You can say that again." Nemuri muttered dryly.
"Think you can do better?" Hizashi said as he walked back to his seat.
"I'd like to think I can." Nemuri said with a smirk as she picked up her own board and practically sauntered to the front.
"Oh dear." Murasaki murmured with a sweatdrop as Nemuri turned her board around to the class.
"The R-18 Hero: Midnight!" Nemuri said proudly.
An awkward silence descended on the class at that. "Well...that's...daring…" Gran said slowly, honestly not sure what else to say.
"Is it wrong that I feel that fits her a little too well?" Murasaki groaned with a slight face palm.
"No...I'm pretty sure we're all thinking that…" Toshinori said with a huge sweat drop.
Shouta was just groaning while Hizashi looked like he was trying hard to not bust a gut.
The next person to come up and give the name they'd picked for themselves...was Enji. "Flame Hero: Endeavor," he said. "For I will succeed in all I endeavor to do."
"Well, you're definitely confident," Gran smirked at the name. A bit prideful, but definitely shows promise.
"Is it just me, or is Todoroki's head bigger than I remember?" Murasaki whispered to her friends with a smirk on her face. Her friends, even Toshinori, had to stifle their laughter at that.
The class continued on, the various students coming up with various names. Some were cool, some were...unique...and some were...no just no.
Among them, Shouta was looking at his still blank paper, thinking what to say. "Hm...what should I say…" he muttered...before the paper was taken from him. Blinking, he turned to see Hizashi...writing a name on the paper. "...the hell are you doing?" Shouta deadpanned.
"Just thought of a neat name," Hizashi smirked, before showing the name.
"Seriously?" Murasaki asked in deadpan when she saw it.
"Not the best." Nemuri added.
"It could use some work." Toshi said with a nod.
Shouta simply looked at the name, before shrugging "Meh, sure." he said, before taking the board back and walking to the front, showing it off to the class "Erasure Hero: Eraserhead."
The class descended into silence. Like...the type that you could hear crickets chirping. Eventually… "Well...I suppose it fits…" Gran finally said, having no idea what else to say.
"Well, I learned something today," Murasaki said flatly.
"Yeah? What is it?" Nemuri asked.
"Never let Hizashi pick a hero name for you," Murasaki deadpanned.
"You just don't understand my naming sense," Hizashi shot back.
"Yeah well, after that, I'm positive my naming sense trumps yours," Murasaki said flatly as she got up and went to the front. "Portal Hero: Lady Gate," she said.
"Not bad, it's simple, but effective, let's the people know what you do." Gran nodded in approval.
"It does suit her pretty well." Toshi said with a nod.
"Now I'm wondering if I should have let her make my name." Shouta muttered.
"You guys suck…" Hizashi sulked.
Toshinori frowned, staring at the blank paper, wondering what he should write. What name could he choose that would be able to capture what he was going for…
So deep in thought he was, that he barely registered that the rest of the class had already picked out their names, leaving him the last one. In fact, he'd probably have stayed there for hours if Gran hadn't come up to his desk and caught his attention.
"And what name have you picked, Yagi?" Gran asked, giving him a knowing smirk.
Toshinori blinked, before frowning, looking down at his blank page.
"Well...if you're having troubles thinking of a name, maybe think about what it is you want to stand for," Murasaki suggested helpfully.
Toshi nodded silently at her words, taking them in, trying to think of what EXACTLY he wanted to be.
He wanted… he wanted to be able to help everyone, to be the strongest, so that he could make sure everyone is safe, he wanted a name that would let everyone know they had nothing to fear anymore. For that, he'd give it his all...and then it hit him, and he wrote down the name he wanted.
"All Might," he said. There was no hero title, but the room could feel the conviction behind the name.
"All Might. Heh, I hope you're ready to fight to live up to that name then," Gran smirked.
"All Might huh? Heh, really fits him if you ask me," Hizashi smirked.
Class was over for the day, and like everyone else, Murasaki was walking out of school...until she noticed something odd. She noticed Gran and Toshinori in a corner talking. Curious, she went closer, and could listen to snippets of their conversation. Apparently it was some critique to his performance during the Sports Festival. As she listened closer, she also heard him saying something about meeting up later for 'special training'.
Feeling rather curious about why Toshinori was getting special training from Gran, she decided to check out his training after following for a bit, and what she saw was…
Toshinori getting an asskicking. There was really no other way to describe it. This 'special training was just Toshinori getting his butt kicked. Eventually she had enough, and at the right timing, suddenly formed a portal in front of Gran, who soon found himself slamming into a tree.
It didn't take him too long to free himself, his arm having embedded itself into it from the speed he had been flying at "Alright… I guess we have a visitor then." he said, looking to where Murasaki stepped out, not really surprised she was glaring at him.
"Oh thank god, a little break." Toshinori sighed as he sat on the ground.
"The heck is this?!" Murasaki all but demanded.
"Well...its special training," Toshinori said.
"Special training my ass! It looked to me like you were getting the snot beaten out of you!" she shot back. "I can get the idea of possible extra training, but this is crazy!"
"Well...Toshinori did ask for some…" Gran started.
"This is beyond anything a normal teacher should be doing!" Murasaki pointed out with a glare. "I highly doubt the school approved of 'training' like THIS! What the heck is going on here?!"
Gran sighed, before looking to Toshinori "How much do you trust her?"
"Completely." Toshinori said easily, with Murasaki looking at them in confusion.
"Right… fine then, you want to know, you'll know, but you have to keep your mouth shut about it, got it Yaoyorozu?" Gran told her seriously.
"Okay...why do I suddenly feel like I stepped into something I probably shouldn't have…" Murasaki blinked.
"Well, it's not too late for you to back out," Gran said with a smirk.
"No way!" Murasaki shot back. "If this is some big secret, I can keep it!"
"Alright, this secret goes back to the early days of Quirks," Gran started. "There was a man with the power to take the quirks from others, and then grant them onto someone else. He used it to amass a shadow empire, one that's been staying underground while controlling those in power from the shadows, he made one mistake though, he gave a quirk to his younger brother, whom he thought was quirkless, but actually had a rather interesting quirk, one to transfer over his quirk to someone else, while the quirk he gave was a quirk to amass strength. His brother transferred over this quirk, and so on and so forth… until Toshinori here inherited it from his mentor, and is the current bearer of the quirk known as One for All."
Murasaki...was busy picking up her jaw. "Wait...are you telling me there's some quirk thief who's been stealing quirks and is secretly basically the biggest bad behind all the villains or something?!" she gasped.
"And I'm the one who's supposed to fight him next." Toshinori added.
"...I'm afraid to ask, but what happened to the previous users? Death by old age, or did they all get offed by this quirk thief?" Murasaki gulped.
The awkward reactions told her volumes. "Tosh, you're my friend, and I care for you a lot. Its for that reason I say what the hell?!" she glared. "The hell were you thinking trying to go up against a guy who's probably eaten all the other users up for breakfast?!"
"I'm thinking I want to make a world where people won't have to constantly look over their shoulders! A world where people can be honest and walk out in the sun without having to worry about the sky falling on their heads!"
Murasaki opened her mouth to argue...but then closed it again. "Okay, I actually can't argue with that goal. But at least tell me you have a plan, or what? Did you plan to what I assume all the others did, and go fight him one on one?"
Him looking away was all the answer she needed.
Murasaki face palmed. "Seriously?"
"Well...I...didn't want to involve anyone…" Toshinori started.
"Didn't want to involve anyone and do what? Get yourself killed? Do you think me or any of the others would want to wake up some day and find out you were found dead?! Do you really think just cause you 'didn't involve us' that we'd be safe?! This guy steals quirks, and we're not exactly weak on that department. What's stopping him from deciding he wants to be able to open portals, or erase quirks with a glare, or put someone to sleep, or be able to shout really loud, then decide we'd be ripe for the taking?" Murasaki said, pointing out all the flaws in the non-existent plan.
"Speaking of that… I think he WOULD be interested in your's, Aizawa's and Kayama's quirks." Gran pointed out.
"Thank you teach for proving my point," Murasaki said with a nod.
"Okay...you've made your point," Toshinori sighed. "But what do you want me to do?"
"Don't go it alone muscle head," Murasaki said in an exasperated tone. "Did you read too many Superman comics as a kid? You can't do it all alone! Its like you want to be some kind of symbol of peace or something," she sighed. Again she got awkward silence. "Really?" she asked flatly. "You know that's a stupid idea, right? I mean, you're a person for god's sake. You're not gonna last forever. Sooner or later you're gonna have to retire one way or another and when that happens, and you're this pillar everyone looks up to for protection, what happens then?"
Toshinori had the decency to blush "I… uh… I didn't think of that."
"I noticed," Murasaki sighed. "I'm just glad I found out about this, or next thing you know, you might have ended up with a hole in your chest that was slowly killing you," she said.
Meanwhile, in another timeline, an emaciated blonde haired man sneezed.
"You know...now that you say it so bluntly...I honestly feel kinda dumb not thinking of it," Gran admitted. "Though before you do something like recruiting every hero or friend you have, I don't want you even thinking for a second that All for One is going to go down THAT easily," he said seriously. "That monster has been gathering quirks for years, and he can mix them as he pleases too. I'll admit that in hindsight, every user of One for All going at him alone was stupid, but that doesn't change the fact that he's EXTREMELY dangerous."
"Yeah, I kinda got that at the part where he's stealing quirks and using them as he pleases," Murasaki nodded. "I'm just saying that going at it alone, against a monster like that. I don't care how strong One for All is, it's still stupid. This isn't some fictional story where a single hero saves the entire world. You can't change the world by yourself. Its everyone working together to get that far."
"You...make a really good point," Toshinori admitted with a sigh. "Well...guess you always did have a good head on your shoulders."
"Why else do you all keep me around?" she smirked.
A couple of weeks later…
"Hey...haven't you two noticed?" Nemuri asked as she'd pulled Hizashi and Shota aside.
"What are you talking about?" Shota asked flatly.
"Seriously? You haven't noticed that Murasaki and Toshinori seem to be hanging out more?" Nemuri blinked.
"Huh, I thought it did feel like they were closer…" Hizashi mused, before he gasped. "Are you thinking…?"
"What else could it be," Nemuri grinned.
"You two are about to drag me into something I'd rather not do, aren't you?" Shota said flatly.
"Yeahp." the two said with unrepentant grins, making him sigh in return before he was dragged off by them.
"Okay...so remind me again how you two plan to pull this stunt off?" Shota asked dryly.
"Shouldn't it be obvious? We're gonna keep an eye on them, and then we'll see if they've really been secretly dating," Nemuri chuckled.
"Sounds great to me," Hizashi nodded.
"...you two do realize how poorly thought that is, right?" Shota pointed out.
"You got a better idea?" Hizashi shot back.
"Yeah, leaving them alone," Shota deadpanned. "It's not like we have any business in this if they don't want to say it."
"You're a real wet blanket some days you know that?" Nemuri said flatly.
"Someone's gotta reign you two in," he responded just as flatly.
"Well, while you two are busy arguing, there they are," Hizashi said. "Act natural."
At that, both Hizashi and Nemuri tried to 'act natural'...and by that they made themselves painfully stick out cause who leans against walls and 'whistles innocently' while blatantly looking all over the place.
"Hey guys," Murasaki greeted. "What's up with these two?" she asked Shota, the only one acting normal.
"Beats me. They were like this when I found them," Shota shrugged.
"Well...you're both good whistlers," Toshinori said, sweat dropping a bit. "Anyway, we gotta go. Murasaki's helping me with an errand from Gran," he said quickly as they soon walked past them.
Once they were far enough away… "You two are idiots." Shota turned to Nemuri and Hizashi in deadpan.
"What's that mean?" Hizashi asked, slightly offended.
"Since when does acting natural mean 'acting like you're totally hiding something'?" Shota shot back, his expression still the same.
"...they didn't catch on, didn't they?" Nemuri pointed out.
"We're their friends. You don't expect friends to be trying to stalk you. Your point loses ground," Shota said dryly.
"...let's just keep going…" Nemuri groaned.
The trio, against all odds, actually managed to find where Murasaki and Toshinori were, and even somehow tailed them back to the school at night. "Okay...wonder what's so important they're talking to Gran now of all times," Hizashi mused.
"Well...can't really hear them...if only we could get closer…" Nemuri frowned...before they suddenly felt themselves fall...right through a portal under them, emerging...right in front of the other three.
"Perhaps I should suggest stealth training to the school curriculum, cause if this were a villain meeting, you three would be dead 10 times over by now," Gran said dryly to the three of them.
"And for the record, we knew you were following us for hours now," Murasaki added just as dryly.
"Even more for the record, I told these idiots it was a bad idea." Shota said, completely unfazed.
"Traitor!" Hizashi and Nemuri shouted at him.
"Ironically, you three being here made this a whole lot easier," Toshinori sighed.
"Huh?" the three of them blinked, thrown for a loop.
"It's...something that I've been thinking about for a while now, and after discussing...you guys have a right to know too, since we ARE friends," Toshinori sighed, before he explained the whole story.
When he was done…
"WHAT THE FLYING DIGGIDY DANG FUCK?!" Hizashi shouted… at full volume.
"Huh...that actually wasn't as bad as I thought it'd be," Gran winced.
"Felt pretty bad to me, but I guess that's to be expected," Murasaki groaned.
"Well, that explains why you sometimes put way too much power in your attacks." Shota mused as he looked at Toshi.
"Is nobody going to point out the freaking underground crime lord?" Nemuri asked in a panicked whisper.
"You forgot the part where he can steal Quirks, with ours possibly being on the menu," Murasaki 'helpfully' supplied.
"Not helping," Nemuri said in a tone that made the Sahara look wet.
"I know its a LOT to take in, but I felt you three had the right to know...and so if you want, you could leave before you got too involved…" Toshinori sighed. It's not that he didn't trust them, but he didn't want to pull them into this without them getting the full story first and being allowed to make the decision.
"Are you kidding? Why would we NOT help you, you big lug?" Hizashi asked with a grin.
"As much as I'm afraid of having my quirk stolen, you'll need all the help you can get if you want to beat this guy." Nemuri added.
"And I'm pretty sure we'd all feel like shit for leaving a friend hanging high and dry like that." Shota added, grinning just a bit.
"Told ya they'd say yes," Murasaki grinned.
"You say that like I ever truly doubted them," Toshinori chuckled. "Thanks guys, it REALLY means a lot to me."
"You can thank us by keeping us in the loop, and don't go jumping into anything stupid or dangerous before you at least talk to us or think it through," Shota smirked.
As this was happening, Gran couldn't help but chuckle as he watched. "These kids...they're gonna go far. Maybe they'll finally be the ones to end this cycle…"
Time seemed to pass quickly for the group. Ever since that day, they'd regularly meet up with Gran, do some...after school training...and overall they became closer as both friends and as future heroes over the next few years. Before long, it was fast approaching time for graduation...yet it seemed the world did not intend to let that happen without some kind of hitch.
"Heya, Tosh. Good...okay, why do you look like you got into a fight and lost, and then the other guy was a sore winner and kicked you in the balls then kicked your puppy just to be extra mean?" Murasaki asked when she came up to Toshinori that morning...and saw the expression on his face.
"I'll...tell you all after school…" he sighed.
"This...isn't good, is it?" Murasaki gulped.
"Oh… oh shit… ok…" Murasaki said slowly as she processed what Toshinori had just told them.
His predecessor, the previous user of One for All, the woman who had become like a second mother to him… was dead.
Killed by All for One.
That… really wasn't how they expected today to go.
"Well… safe to say… I'm kinda scared right now…" Nemuri admitted nervously.
"I don't blame you, even with all our training so far, I'm not sure if we can take him on." Shota said with a frown.
"Shouldn't you be TRYING to sound reassuring instead?" Hizashi asked him in deadpan.
"I'm the realist of the group remember?" Shota shot back.
"No, Shota is right. Right now, we don't stand a chance against All for One," Toshinori sighed. "That's why...I'll be going abroad after graduation."
"Huh? When did this happen?" Nemuri blinked in surprise.
"Its...something I was thinking about for a while, but only now I know its for the best," Toshinori sighed. "All for One's main circle of influence is here in Japan, so once abroad, he'll have less control, and I'll be able to train further without having to worry about him watching."
"And where does that leave us?" Hizashi asked with a frown.
"Honestly, I think we should follow his example," Murasaki mused. "I'm not saying go abroad, even if that IS an option, I'm saying that we DO have to be realistic and understand we don't stand a chance right now. But maybe in a few years, maybe after we've all trained and become stronger...we'll be ready."
"So guess the teams splitting up for now? Might be for the best," Shota nodded, seeing the logic.
"We're still calling each other though! No way am I letting any one of your idiots forget me! Especially you Shota!" Nemuri said, before pointing at their tired friend.
"Is this because of that date you said I owe you?" he asked tiredly.
"What do you think?" she shot back with a dry stare.
"So guess we're all in agreement. For now our group is on a hiatus, but let's promise to meet again in 5 years," Toshinori said, his smile returning a little. "And when we do, let's create a world where people can live peacefully without fear of villains like All for One."
"We're with you big guy, all the way," Hizashi grinned as the five joined hands. It was going to be a long 5 years, but this was a promise they had every intention of keeping.
And voila!
Yeah, we skipped up to the end of UA, and Nana Shimura's passing as finally happened, with Toshi now leaving for America.
And don't you worry, like he said, they'll meet back up again in 5 years.
Anyway, see you all next time!