Having had most of his wounds healed, it wouldn't be until a week had passed that Midoriya would finally be released from his hospital. Despite being healed by Recovery Girl's quirk, they, being just Chiyo, wanted to make sure he healed fully.
Especially after a recent test on Midoriya's body revealed there were trace amount of particles on him. What they were remains to be unknown, though Nezu and his great brain theorized that it could potentially be trace marks of whatever quirk or device had brought Izuku to this plane of time. Other than that, the green hero also met with Aizawa during his stay in the hospital. Who, at first, was annoyed that the whole shutting down the battle simulations was for naught when he saw a perfectly fine Midoriya waiting in his class room.
'I embarrassed myself by activating my quirk for no reason in their eyes.' Aizawa grumbled to the principal. Remembering Izuku shrinking under his gaze while his students thought he was having a rough day and was taking it out on them when really, he was just trying to see if the student in Izuku's seat was a fake or someone pretending to be him.
Though, his mood changed from bitterness to something unreadable after talking to Nezu, being brought in on the plan the rat-bear had with the boy who was apparently from the future.
"So, you plan on using Midoriya from the future... to reinvigorate the students?" Aizawa said, repeating the idea Nezu had in a nutshell.
"That is correct." Was the response the rat-bear gave to the teacher. Said teacher frowning from how nonchalant his boss was.
"I thought your quirk made you smart." Aizawa said with a scowl. "There are so many ways this plan can blow up in our faces, but I'll list the most important ones." He rose a finger to point towards the green hero in bed who had less bandages than before.
"I'm pretty sure you've noticed, but he's easily recognizable. From the green hair and eyes, down to those stupid freckles." Midoriya frowned, bringing a finger to trace his freckles as Nezu took a sip from his cup he had gotten from who knows where.
"One look. That's all it takes. One look and we get sent through the wringer. Students will ask why there's two of this kid. Why does one look older and taller. Sure, we could say he's a relative. Pass him off as his brother, but his classmates will know what's up since he has never brought up having one. There's no excuse to give. And another thing, once they do find out, world will leak to the press and the whole media will try to interview the 'hero from the future'." Aizawa scoffed at the idea of the media attempting to reel in viewers and readers by glorifying Midoriya, but that wasn't the worst part.
"And once the information goes global and reaches every nook and cranny of Japan, villains, most notably the League, will try to get their hands on this guy to try and interrogate information out of him, or attempt to grab our Izuku to kill and to wipe future Midoriya from existence."
Aizawa had brought up valid points. Points that mattered. The safety of the students, the integrity of the school who finally managed to steady their reputation again after the repeated attacks of the Villains last year, and his own safety and discretion.
"A sound argument." Nezu said, finally placing down his cup to look the shaggy haired man in the eye. "Although, I'd like to ask something of myself." Sighing, Aizawa gave a small nod. "You know of my quirk, yet you believe that I thought up of a half-baked plot? To be frank, that is very insulting, Aizawa-san." His usual frown returning, the teacher placed his hands into his pockets before raising a brow.
"Okay. So, what are the fail-safes you've thought up of?"
(Scene shift)
To say there was a lot on U.A Student Izuku Midoriya's mind was an understatement. Aside from the usual of trying to figure out how to increase his control over One For All and the weird short dreams he's been getting recently, and also... What happened months ago... Two new things has occured.
One was quite normal as it's happened before, Izuku hasn't been making much progress with his control, still stuck at 20% which was a percentage he acquired during the battle with Overhaul, which was three months ago. Three months. This was his longest plateau in progress in a while since before acquiring One For All: Full Cowling. The second thing was... Well. It happened last week.
Last week was normal to say the least. Monday had the class go through safety procedures during a hostage situation, Tuesday was medical training, Wednesday was a test to see how far Class 1-A's quirks have evolved, and Thursday was simple weapon disarming training. Friday was the only weird day out of that whole week.
The students were excited for battle training (some more than others). They had been itching for some real fun, to have a competition, but their teacher ended up saying they were actually having a surprise joint training class with 1-B at the U.S.J.
'You have to be prepared for sudden changes. As heroes, you need to be adaptable on the fly, on the second something changes. That's the difference between someone being saved and someone getting killed.' Was what their hobo of a teacher told them.
It should have been normal for such a thing to be scheduled, but the way Izuku's teacher came into the room subtly panicked and then suddenly stopping when he saw him (the greenette knew the teacher was looking at him since he heard him whisper his name in disbelief) before activating his quirk on him with a glare that frightened him.
Though after that, Izuku questioned why his teacher activated his quirk, something he only did to stop students from fighting or if he was fighting villains, though the latter was becoming rarer now which was good. That small event kept ringing in his analytical mind. Which was why he was waiting in the teacher's lounge after classes had ended with his mentor, All Might, who has been surprisingly close and sweet to him. Something close to a father, but how should he know? He's never met his father before and he had a sneaking suspicion there was more to the story his mom gave him.
Though, he would never ask because whatever did happen, he didn't want to remind his mom of it. She deserved peace and ease after all her worrying and tears he made her shed.
"You seem to be deep in thought. Something bothering you?" He heard Toshinori say, breaking up the silence.
"Huh?" Snapped out of his thinking, Izuku looked up at the skinny blonde and felt conflicted. Should he tell him about his progress with One For All? Maybe about the dreams he's been having? If he did, he'd also have to talk about the nightmares. With a mental shake of his head, he decided he wasn't going to trouble his mentor with his problems. Eepecially when they could be self-fixed.
"I'm okay. No need to worry about me All M-"
"Young Izuku, please. I'm retired now. And plus, we're familiar. I am comfortable enough for you to use my name. If not that, maybe dad or father will suffice." The blonde said half-teasing, laughing at the redness his prodigy's face had.
"Wh-why would you want me to call you dad!? I mean, of course you've been close to me and trusted me with secrets that could change the world. And you know my mom and have her trust like you do mine. So it wouldn't be farfetched to say that calling you dad or father wouldn't be wrong. I would very much like that since I-" With his inner dilemma forgotten rather quickly, the boy looked away sheepishly. His face still red as he poked his fingers together during his mutter. Though, a skinny, bony hand resting on his shoulder caused the muttering green haired boy to stop and look up at the taller man. Up and intot the smile that could still invoke a sense of inspiration and hope despite not being in his buff form.
"Young Izuku, my boy. You do not have to, but I would like it very much if you could." Toshinori said slowly. "Since my time as All Might was important, I had no time for social life outside of maintaining the reputation as the Symbol of Peace. So you know that I have no wife or child."
That fact always saddened Izuku. The way his mentor acted, he knew that the man would be a great father to whoever was lucky to call him dad.
"But... After all that we've been through you and I... It feels..."
The scene of how relaxed the future Izuku in the hospital bed when talking to him came into mind.
How he joked with him and gave him his memories of the family outings the future him and his wife went on.
It was something he desired, even though it was selfish.
"It really feels like you're my son." Those words alone caused Izuku to tear slightly.
How could he not?
For the first time ever, he had heard someone call him 'son' that wasn't used as a tease. But also... His own desire to have a dad was being fulfilled. Yet, speaking of desires.. What of his mom? What of his caring mother who spent so long being alone with only Auntie Mitsuki and Uncle Masaru as her social life? He thought for a moment before green met yellow and a smile broke out on the skeleton man's face.
"Okay… I'll call you dad but on one condition." Izuku managed to say with minimal stuttering, though the words didn't make Toshinori's smile falter. "You... My mom... She-" a hand was raised, cutting off Izuku's sentence politely.
"You want me to spend time with her yes?"
"How did you-"
"Call it a father's intuition." Yes! Toshinori always wanted to say that!
"So... Will you?" Staring down at the hopeful face of his student, he nodded. Effectively making a massive smile that looked like it was going to explode off his face. It was a beautiful smile and for a moment, Toshinori thought he was looking at his mentor.
"What is going on here?" A tired voice asked. With the bubbly aura effectively broken, both student and teacher turned to the door that was now opened to see three people.
One, was Izuku's homeroom teacher Aizawa, the second, was the principal of this prestigious hero school, Nezu, and the third was a man Izuku never saw before.
He wore a green beanie that covered his entire head of hair, green sunglasses that covered his eyes, and wore band-aids over his cheeks. You wouldn't be able to tell with the black and white baggy tracksuit he had on, but Izuku could tell his build was ripped by how the jacket part of the outfit seemed to be hanging off his shoulders.
Who was this man?
He was very lost, but it looked All Might knew at least judging by how he smiled at the man. "Why is a student in the teacher's lounge?"
"Ah, we were just waiting for you Aizawa. Young Izuku had a question for you." Toshinori explained, patting his son's back to encourage him to speak despite his shyness.
"U-um... It was about last week. On Friday, where we had that that class with 1-B?" Quieting down towards the end of his question, he could hear his teacher sigh with the tell tale sign of his teacher running his hand through his hair. Unnoticing of the small blush that was creeping up the neck of his teacher who was still feeling a bit embarrassed about that whole ordeal.
"That? I can explain this to him." Nezu said cutting in. "We had a false report of an attack by a villain who claimed to have attacked you. We feared for your life as you might have been hurt badly and thought we needed Miss Recovery Girl. Does that satisfy your curiosity?" The principal asked, but he already knew he ended the questioning the student had.
"Yes, it does. But um... I have one last question." The greenette asked, fingers poking together as he looked away bashfully.
"Hm? No need to by shy, young man. We as teachers have a duty to answer every and any question our students have to the best of our abilities. It is this fact that makes U.A great. So go ahead and ask!"
"Okay... It's about the man behind you. I don't recognize him. Is he new? Ah! Not to be rude or anything!" Instantly knowing who Izuku was referring to, a wide grin appeared on Nezu's face.
"He can introduce himself can't he?" Aizawa said, the blush disappearing and the same sort of grin appearing, though it was hidden under the capture gear he wore around his neck.
"Huh!?" The mystery man said, looking between the adults of the room before finally locking gazes with the student on the couch. "Me? Uh.. How could you not know me!" His deep voice boomed, though inside he was screaming at how screwed up this situation was. How could he forget how much his teacher and principal liked causing trouble like this.
"So you're a hero?" Izuku asked with sparkling eyes, but that served to make the man reel back.
'Come on, Midoriya! You're the number one hero! You can't back down because you're too shy to talk to yourself!' Mentally gassing himself up, Midoriya, or the future hero who was in disguise, faked a smug smile. "Course I am! I am... Green Might!" Silence and admiration filled the lounge yet...
Somehow…
Someway...
Midoriya could feel Kaachan laughing like a hyena at the stupid name he came up with. Judging by the looks his surrogate father, former teacher, and former principal had, they thought the same.
Except Izuku smiled widely at the name.
"What's your quirk!? To have a name like that that's inspired by All Might, you must have a strength enhancement quirk! But maybe you simply took inspiration from the hero you look up to. You look up to All Might right?" Midoriya could only stare at his younger self mutter and mutter. He took a glance at the other adults again and they still held smiles.
'They're enjoying the fact that I'm on the receiving end of my muttering...' Midoriya deduced, sighing as he coughed to stop Izuku, knowing how long the muttering could last.
"Uh... I'd rather not give details of my quirk. It needs to be a secret to be effective. Like how you're in a major disadvantage if you didn't know who Eraserhead here was and decided to pick a fight with him." Aside from the small smile from his teacher who felt proud at the praise, he clapped his hands together.
"Anyways, shouldn't you get to your dorm room? It's nearing curfew and as your new Teacher's Assistant and Substitute if Aizawa is ever not present, which is rare, I have the power to exact punishments on his behalf."
Now that put a face of fear on his younger self.
"Oh no! I'm so sorry for taking up your time! Sensei, Mr. Aizawa, Principal Nezu, and.." Izuku tilted his head, not knowing the real name of Green Might.
"Oh, you want my name? Uh.. It's uh.. D-Daiki Yamashita." He said, reciting the name he had to memorize off a document Nezu gave him.
"Ah, okay. Thank you for your time. It was nice meeting you Mr. Yamashita!" With a bow, the younger boy left, leaving the room quiet before it was broken by stifled laughing. Looking back would have the only green haired person in the room to see the blonde skeleton like man trying, and failing, not to laugh.
"It's not funny, dad! I felt like I was about to have a heart attack!" Midoriya yelled with a pout, playfully glaring at his stepfather who was smiling widely.
"Now you know how others feel when you go into muttering spree." Aizawa said to tease.
"If only you were on the receiving end on one of your famous pep talks." Midoriya countered, teasing back that had the usually intimidating man smiling back.
"That aside, we need to go over some new lesson plans to incorporate Midoriya." Earning a nod from the principal, the scarf wearing man brandished a pad and a pencil before handing it to the green hero so he could worm his way into his sleeping bag. Though, All Might was confused at the interaction between Midoriya and Aizawa.
'I never knew Aizawa was one to like banter like that.' Is what Toshinori thought.
"Well, first, I could help train their quirks to how they are in the future?" Midoriya proposed, writing it down with a question mark. "It would help them get stronger, but it would be a big change though... It could end up changing the future I'm from! Or maybe it would destabilize the space time continuum and erase this timeline!" Midoriya began to panic, now unsure if he wanted to continue changing things.
"I don't know if the movies about time aresomething to go off on." Toshinori reassured his son, patting his son to get him to calm down. "Besides, you already made changes to this timeline and look, we're still here." That got Midoriya to stop his rants about how they would slowly fade from existence.
"That does make sense..."
"Now stop with the worrying. You are the Number One Hero, right?" Getting a fierce look from his surrogate son, Toshinori returned the look and lifted his hand in a closed fist.
"Yes, I am!" Midoriya said with a fist bump. "Alright! I have a lot of plans for the students. For Kaachan..."
First off, thank you for reading my story. Forget to add that last chapter. Anyways, I wanted to thank the helpful reviews that critiqued my writing and hopefully, it's gotten better. Another thing to add is that I write on my phone and publish with it. That said, that means I have no access to the Line Break feature as far aa I know and will substitute this with '(Scene Shift)'. Now, on to the chapter related A/N.
(A/N): So Future Izuku and Current Izuku has finally met. It's gonna be tough writing scenes where they are together so just give a heads up, from now on, I will refer to Current Izuku as 'Izuku' and 'Greenette' while Future Izuku will be refered to as 'Midoriya', 'Green Might', and 'Deku. I also had a question for the pairing to my fic. Are you guys happy with it being IzuMomo? Because I was thinking about it being Jirou or Nejire instead. Maybe a harem? Leave your thoughts about the pairings and please leave constructice criticisms and thoughts about the chapter.