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I've never thought that this fanfiction would be so well liked and each follow/favorite/review made me so happy but at the same time it made me feel guilty that I still didn't update it. So... here it is. It isn't perfect. But, it's the best I could do with my little block. And this FF finally moved, too, that's great too.

I started with rewrite early... so Theo/Izuku plot-line is officially changed. Nobody chose 'No' in poll so... And number of chapters changed!

Also... Kou-chan may be a little different in this chapter. I didn't read previous chapters and just decided to write her how I imagine her to be with new plot-line in mind.

Quote: "Acts of Kindness: A random act of kindness, no matter how small, can make a tremendous impact on someone else's life." - Roy T. Bennett

'Well… this was certainly surprising,' I thought as I looked around at the five unmoving bodies. Further inspection proved that they were still breathing, thus whatever, I didn't care about them anymore. Instead I set my sight on the standing teenager.

It all happened so fast. One moment he (the standing teenager) was lying on the ground, next he had a knife in his hand with which he slashed lightly at his opponents and then… ingested their blood. Ugh, well, I didn't have problem with blood, but ugh, disgusting. Anyway, once he drunk someone's blood, that person just… fell down and stopped moving. I made an educated guess that they didn't decide to just lay down themselves, but that it had something to do with that guy's quirk. What a morbid and unpractical quirk, just think about all those diseases you could get if you always had to digest blood of your enemies for your quirk to activate…

In any case, after all five of them fell down, he made sure to hit them at the back of their heads to make them unconscious as apparently they were still conscious after whatever that guy's quirk did to them.

I tilted my head, my gaze still lingering at the heavily breathing individual. If he could defeat them so fast, why didn't he do that sooner? Was he waiting for the best possible opportunity or what?

Before I could ponder on that thought more, the teenager before me sighed tiredly and then started to move around park, gathering scattered papers.

He didn't pay me any attention; he probably didn't even register me, I was small and all.

I tapped my chin in thought. Should I help him? It wasn't like I had any obligation to do it in the first place. I could just slip away without him even knowing I was here. Once I did that, I could continue in my search for people and… nah, my family was probably already worried about my whereabouts. The sooner I'll get home, the better. And no, there wasn't any other reason why I stepped forward and started collecting those posters. There wasn't.

The teenager made surprised noise when he finally registered that there was another human being in the near vicinity. He jumped in place and looked at me warily, though he didn't try to attack me or something, so I counted that as a win.

"Who…?" he asked in confusion. I sent him irritated frown and instead of answering him I continued to pick numerous papers on the ground. The sooner they would be gathered, the sooner I could go home. He continued to look at me for a few more minutes, but after that I heard him mutter something to himself and then he continued in his activity from before.

Around ten minutes later, in which one of those guys had to be hit on the head again as he started to wake up – I had pleasure of doing it this time as I was nearest, it was very fulfilling, also the look that that blood-drinking guy sent me after I hit the guy on the ground was hilarious – but overall nothing happened and we were finally finished with collecting.

I heaved my small pile on top of a bigger pile that the guy collected with a grunt. I nearly fell back after I got rid of those papers so suddenly. The hand on my back stopped me from fall and at the same time steadied me. I looked up at the owner of the hand, unsurprised of who it was.

"So now that we have it out of the way. Will you tell me who you are?" asked teenager I was helping just seconds ago.

I hummed noncommittally and stepped away from him a little, not liking how close he was. I disliked when people came into my personal space without asking and even then it was a big no-no.

Once I was satisfied with distance I turned my gaze back on the teenager, who was steadily becoming more and more aggravated with my lack of response. Knowing full well, how irritating I was at that moment, I smirked and instead of answering him right away I decided to examine him thoroughly.

The man was very tall, easily towering over my small figure. He had black spiky hair that were pointed into all directions, they reminded me a little of grandpa's hair- but his were curled, this guy's hair were sharp at ends. His face looked average enough: pointy chin, long cheeks, nose was a little on small side, but nothing too oblivious. The only thing that was little abnormal were his blood-shot black eyes, but then again, in this supernatural world, who really cared about small details like these? Anyway I had nothing to comment on his attire, except that he wore normal black-blue T-shirt and gray trousers.

Once I was done with my observations I finally spoke to the teenager before me whose face now resembled a tomato with how angry he looked.

"Didn't anyone teach you to say your name first, before asking for someone's?" I asked in a lazy tone, fully enjoying the dumbfounded look the boy now wore. It was always funny how strangers reacted to a small child that was able to speak so well. At least one good thing came from socializing… It was pity though, that their shock only lasted for a while, after which they got used to my weirdness.

Deciding that I really needed to get home soon I continued to speak after I enjoyed his expression enough.

"I guess, I will forgive you this time as I am quite short on time. My name is Midoriya Kou and I need you to show me which way is Mahoroba Bakery," I said curtly. I didn't say it as a request but a fact, because he was obligated to do it – I helped him with collecting, he will repay me with telling me where to go.

He looked astounded with my rude behavior, open mouth and all. I shuffled in place, maybe I could've put that a little better? Just thinking about what hell would fall upon my head if grandma ever heard about this made me almost take those words back. Almost.

Instead I decided on a compromise and added a reluctant "Please?" after short pause.

This made him snap his mouth with a loud clack, and God was I glad, his teeth looked pretty creepy. He looked me up and down and then raised on of his black eyebrows.

"You lost kid?" he asked slowly as if afraid to offend me. And maybe he would, in any other situation, but it was true, so whatever.

"Yep. And you owe me. So. Where it is?" I asked again, getting impatient. I didn't want so much! It was tiring to gather those papers; the least he could do was to tell me where to go.

He tilted his head thoughtfully and then turned around and started to walk away, waving his hand in a 'follow me' gesture. I raised my eyebrow this time. He would lead me there? I shrugged, whatever, less work for me and my brain I suppose.

I started to run after him and once I reached him, I slowed to walk in same pace as the teenager beside me. We walked in silence through narrow streets as I tried to memorize the way, if I ever got lost again.

With my attention focused on surroundings I didn't notice where I was placing my feet and nearly fell on my face after I was tripled by malicious stone. Again. Seriously I was too clumsy today.

I was once again steadied by the teenager who caught my hand before I could fall. Geez. This was embarrassing.

I was about to thank him grudgingly, however he suddenly squeezed my hand painfully. I scoffed, not at all impressed with whatever he was trying to do, and looked him right into eyes.

"You are way too trusting, kid. You saw my quirk back then, if I had any intention of hurting you all I would need is your blood and you would be powerless. Did that not cross your mind when you decided to follow a complete stranger?" he asked derisively, shaking my hand roughly to make a point. I made sure that my face was expressionless as I patiently waited for him to stop shaking me. Once he did, I swiftly raised my leg and kicked him in the groin.

'That will teach him to not touch me without my consent,' I thought with dark amusement as I looked down at the twitching and moaning male. Sure in this world, most people had these neat superpowers that made them nearly undefeatable, but you know what? Superhuman or not, they still shared same weaknesses with normal person, as proved by the downed male before me.

As I wanted to make a point I walked over to the teenager, who instantly curled into a ball to protect his groin when he saw me approach. I smirked at his reaction and using his position to my advantage, I placed my foot on his back, making him yelp as I forced him to lay flat on the ground. Then I took his arm and twisted it behind his back into a painful position (though I made extra sure that I actually didn't hurt him… I wasn't that evil. I think?). My efforts were rewarded by painful groan, making me smile evilly. I bent over to place my head near his ear and whispered in creepy voice, to make this situation even more disturbing for him.

"Your quirk is nice and all, but you can only use it if you drunk blood. From what I observed, you only have a dagger on you. Going from that, you need to be near your opponent/victim. I may have been distracted before, but even I would notice if somebody sliced me and once I did, I would have kicked you in the balls just like I did before, or if that would be too disadvantageous for me, there is plenty of vulnerable points which placements I just happen to know," I whispered to a stunned male under me. In the inside I was laughing at the situation, seriously, who knew being child could be so entertaining? Well I was lying him a little here... I knew for a fact that if I didn't have an element of surprise on my side I wouldn't have a chance, but you know, I would never tell him this.

Anyway, it would be too half-assed to stop now so I'll end it like a true badass; I'll let him eat his own words.

"Aren't you actually the one who is too trusting? What if I was an accomplice of those guys, paid by candies or some other shit to lead you somewhere, as who would suspect 'poor lost little girl'?" I huffed out mirthfully. Then I got up from him and started to dust myself nonchalantly. When I was done with that I started to pick at my nails, waiting for him to gather himself up. It was several long minutes after untill he actually dared to move and even after that I had to help him up.

He then tried to take few steps but he ended up shuffling funnily and I actually started to feel a little bad. I was sure now that he didn't mean bad before, when he grabbed me... he just wanted to warn me to be more careful and then I just reacted and… uuh, I'll really need to learn how to control my bad temper…

At any rate, I supposed I now had a very good chance to observe his personality. What will he do after his pride was trampled by three year old girl? (uuh… when I thought about it now… three year old defeating teenager… that was weird, right? … let's not tell anyone about this).

Will he turn around and leave me standing here? Will he continue to lead me to the bakery? Or will he want to beat me up after what I did to him… that could happen too. Eh, well the last one would certainly be pretty troublesome as I would be without my element of surprise.

'This will be interesting…'

I waited for something to happen… and waited… and waited. Nothing. He just stood there, his back to me.

Hah?!

When I was about to comment something (probably something very rude, knowing me), the man suddenly turned around to face me. I reacted accordingly as I thought his sudden move was him choosing third option, thus I settled into my defensive stance, both hands up and prepared for whatever he was about to throw my way.

However he didn't attack; he just stood there and looked at me with a frown.

"You have pretty strong kick, kid," he said after a moment, I blinked taken aback by his words, "Don't worry, I don't intend to fight you. I am man that can admit a defeat," he said solemnly. He even added a sage-like nod. What…

Pfttttt.

I started to laugh. Man, what was with all these boys and their 'manliness'? Really… I shook my head and with an amused expression, I walked over to the teenager wearing an indignant look on his face. I chuckled. Well it wasn't like I minded them being all silly, I wasn't about to deny a good laugh.

"So which way is that bakery?"

xXxXxXx

I groaned pitifully as I fell on a ground with a loud thud with my leg muscles protesting against even twitching and my heavy head in Izuku's lap. This day was a nightmare.

After getting home from my 'lost' escapade, of course everyone was already aware of me being late from my morning run. Thus I had to come up with excuse on the spot. And I just had to say I made friend… but I didn't know his name because we didn't exactly introduce ourselves. That lead to me trying to come with some believable scenario and in the end… well I had to spill everything because nobody believed me (though I omitted how rude I was towards that boy and our little… scuffle, I didn't have been killed by granny). I was so ashamed… I thought I was better liar then this…

And of course because I tried to lie to them granny decided that her lessons were still too easy for me. And after that… It was absolute… total… hell.

My legs... my mind… my soul…

I sniffled in misery, the little angel that was my brother patting my head soothingly.

The worst part was that I wasn't to go out on my own anymore; if I wanted to run I could do it around the house, they said.

No wait, that wasn't the worst of it. No… the worst was that they wanted to meet the boy who helped me find my way and thank him for what he did. Why, God, why? What if he would say something about my rude behavior? Or god forbid… that I... you know what I did…

I made a noise of dying whale and resisted urge to hit my head against something… although if I wasn't in my brothers lap I probably would have done it. Temptation of falling unconscious was so appealing…

"There, There, Nee-chan…"

Ah… my angel…

xXxXxXx

I would lie if I said that the whole meeting wasn't a total disaster…. Or at least for me, if you want to be more accurate.

Because that damn bastard enjoyed every,damn,minute,of,it.

Sure, why don't you enjoy discomfort of three year old, you irritating jerk! I hope that once Karma catched up to you, she will be especially cruel.

Anyway... It could have ended worse… I mean, he didn't say anything about what would certainly get me killed; he just always tossed these subtle words that made me straighten myself in a preparation for a massacre. And then he didn't actually say what I was preparing for, no he then just sent that insufferable smirk my way and… ugh… Bastard.

He then accepted an invitation for a next day's dinner… saying something about being glad that he would be able to meet his little friend again… he was truly a detestable human being.

Oh well… at least I had name to curse now…

Akaguro Chizome...

Just wait you big shit… One day I will enact my revenge upon you…

xXxXxXx

Next day I awaited dinner with a dread. My usually tortuous lessons palling in the way of worse threat.

However even through the fear of what was to come, I decided to not go unprepared into it this time around. I would not be played by him anymore and instead I would paint him in the worst light possible, so that he wouldn't be invited anymore… That was my grand plan!

And of course this plan… failed.

Geh! Why did you leave me, Lady Luck?!

Okay, I admit… it wasn't that bad. Or maybe it wasn't just because Izuku was being his cute self and sensing my discomfort, he tried to make me as comfortable as possible. And he glared at that Chizome bastard throughout the whole meal, knowing he was the source of why I was feeling bad.

However at the end of the meal, somehow the conversation steered towards the direction of All Might and Izuku stopped his glaring so that he could fan-boy over his favourite hero together with Chizome.

I decided to just quietly slink away as finally, the attention wasn't on me.

xXxXxXx

I looked around in boredom as I chewed on a strawberry pocky. I was in a park. In the same park I met my current bane of existence to be precise. Why was I here if I had that very shitty ban on going out alone?

Well… reason for it would be …

I glared in front of me, where a table with papers was placed and next to it one lone teenager yelling his lungs off about revival, heroes and whatever.

… him.

Few hours ago, probably after I vanished into my room, he talked on and on about his ideology and that everyday he preached about it through street oratory speeches, wishing that others would see things the same way as him if he did that.

Hah, naïve.

Nevertheless what I thought about his efforts, somebody decided, don't know who but I curse that person, that I as his 'friend' (when THAT happened?! Did he told them another lie or something?!), should support him… I had to consent as other choice was to help Izuku on his 'bug adventure'… nope, not going there.

Thus, here I was, sitting, bored to death.

I reached next to me, grabbing one of the Chizome's poster and looking at from close proximity. Nope, those squiggly symbols still didn't make sense to me. I frowned at the list in my hand, then I shrugged and with it still in hand I stood up, carefully placing half-eaten pocky pack on bench. With that done, I made my way towards drinking teenager, who was taking break from his preaching. He turned his head to look at me when he heard my approach.

"Hey, Chizome! Do you have these" I raised colorful poster to let him know what I was talking about, "in English too?" I ended my question.

First he mumbled something along the lines of 'Isn't she supposed to call me Chizome-san…' or whatever, but as he registered rest of my words he raised one of his eyebrows. I sent him blank stare in return.

"I have few of them here, why?"

"Nothing much just that I want to know what is written on it. And my... dad taught me how to read in English," I ended my lie. Well, he couldn't call me on it as he didn't met my dad… when I thought about it, was he even alive? He didn't visit for so long…

The eyebrow was raised even more up. However in the end, after little stare-down I was given an English version of his poster.

"Here is it. Just don't lose it, I won't give you another copy," he said with a wave of his hand, I nodded and walked back towards my pocky pack.

xXxXxXx

Last days spent at grandparent's house continued in the same spirit. I spent three or four hours a day in the park and when I was finally released from that… I went into another hell that was Granma's lectures. Ugh.

Haaah… I was so glad when I was finally at home.

xXxXxXx

In the following year, nothing really interesting happened. I continued my morning routine, now that I was back at home, sometimes Izuku and Katsuki joined me, but overall they were satisfied with being their lazy selves.

During month we weren't there, Katsuki made new 'friends' that were now following him everywhere with star-struck expressions… that meant that I had to get used to them too. I could have stayed home, but Izuku wanted to play with them and I didn't want to leave him alone with other children, so… yeah I had to get used to them.

With appearance of those brats our nearly everyday scuffles ceased as I stayed silent most of time and only spoke when asked and often my answer then would be something rude, but those other brats were pretty dumb so it went over their heads (Izuku and Katsuki were used to me being rude, so they didn't react). Of course we still had our moments… usually when my twin wasn't there to calm us down.

Christmas came and went that year with our Grandparents visiting for a few days and bringing presents for us. We were all more than little shocked by what we got.

Mom received a computer. Computer. Can you believe it? Who gives expensive presents like this?

And I and Izuku received phone… each had they own. There were of a sturdy kind that only had two or three features but still what the hell?… I think my 'lost' escapade had a major say when they thought about what to buy us.

I was a little embarrassed to give them my paintings after the present I got...

At any rate mom's present very quickly became an integral part in my brother's life… because of All Might and his videos. And I was not kidding with that 'integral part'… Izuku had to see the video of All Might's first appearance at least once a day. I didn't know if I was supposed to worry or be amused. I decided for both in the end.

In April… a nightmare started…

The nightmare with a name kindergarten…

And I was not exaggerating – there were kids everywhere. On floor, on ceiling, hiding among toys, jumping out of nowhere. I think one was even in a fucking toilet bowl.

It was so annoying… And because kids aged 3–5 were crowded together in one building and big part of them already activated their quirk, it was often impossible to run or even hide from them (just try to run when someone is glued to you… literally).

Like I said… a nightmare.

And then, month or so after Katsuki turned four, his quirk manifested.

God, he was so insufferable after that. Always bragging about it… I made sure to lessen his ego by beating him with my bare fists. He was pouting for a whole day after I defeated him. Ha! Served him right, I did offer him that he could do morning exercises with me after all…

In any case with his quirk being quite dangerous, he was forced to take after-kindergarten classes where he learnt how to properly use and control his quirk. He was so irked by that. I just laughed at his expense.

Our fourth birthday passed without any hassle. I received call from my grandparents wishing me a happy birthday (Izuku probably received same call). And then Chizome called me too, I was not surprised… he made sure to annoy me by phone at least once a month (grandma gave him my phone number… very cruel of her). I was not amused.

We visited aquanarium again to celebrate out birthday, where I had another stare down with my shark-friend (which he won this time around… damn).

Days before August's holiday were uninteresting at best, slow at worst. Izuku was excited though; he couldn't wait for his quirk to manifest. I didn't care either way. Sure it would be cool to, let's say breathe fire like our father, but overall? I lived one lifetime without it, I could another as well.

Then came our month long holiday that was spent at grandparent's house.

Of course this visit couldn't be without that eyesore Chizome. I shouldn't have told him I would be here. I shouldn't. Seriously why did I do that?! Good thing I still refused to tell him where I live, therefore at least my hometown was safe from him.

Haah… Anyway from the looks of it, he wasn't very successful this year either. Sure I knew that from our occasional calls (or e-mails, good thing he still believed my 'father' taught me English) but seeing it with my own eyes was... different.

It was a little disheartening to see others give him a cold shoulder - in the best cases - or being very rude and cruel. I was very rude to others too, but even I had boundaries that I didn't cross.

And... if I was being honest, although I still thought that his actions were kind of naive and childish, I did respect his determination and perseverance. He fought for what he thought was right and he didn't care what he would sacrifice for it. It was kind of admirable.

However... even strongest people would crack if they fought for too long without any results.

I wonder... how long till he would crack, too?

In the end it was this stray thought that made me relent and give him our address; however I warned him that I would kick him again if he ever visited without good reason.

Damn… I become softie.

Either way once we were back home, the nightmare named kindergarten started once again. However, I started to get a hang of it now. I just dropped Izuku next to Katsuki and then I found myself some nice hiding place where nobody disturbed me (all kids usually fluttered around Katsuki, enamored by his sparky quirk).

All things considered, this year was turning out to be another boring year… until I accidentally slapped myself with a teaspoon... That was lying across the room before it was closelyacquiainted with my face...

Oh well, very glorious way to find out my quirk I guess.

I was... satisfied that I got mom's quirk as her (and now mine, I suppose?) quirk had several uses that I was itching to experiment with it… after I'll learn how to NOT let random things fly to me from oddest directions… after I one day dodged a flying fork just in the nick of time I was starting to think that my quirk was even more life-threatening than Katsuki's…

Izuku was happy for me, but I could see he was itching to discover his quirk, too. With our fifth birthdays approaching and Izuku's quirk still not manifesting, we started to worry.

In the end mom decided that we should visit doctor…

Only crushing news awaited us on that visit.

The end~

So... what do you think about this chapter? Did you recognize this 'Akaguro Chizome' character? He is cannon, after all. How many of you were surprised by his appearance? Heh.

I quite like that 'fight' scene... haha, Kou was pretty badass, wasn't she? That's just my opinion though. XD

Anyway, did you expect what her quirk will be? Don't be disappointed, there is still more to her quirk. Like I wrote, there will be more experimenting.

Reviews:

MaiBilaro – I am glad you like my story! :) Don't worry, she will not be in the same class as Izuku. But she will be in U.A.

Wolffee – Yeah, I noticed it after you wrote it, thank you for pointing that out!

Merlin's Knight – Aww. No, I thank you for making me smile with your review. Ahahaha, yeah both are cute. I hope that I didn't change Kou in this chapter too much and that you will still like her. Stalk away, stalk away ~ I don't mind. XD Yeah, thank you for pointing that out.

Mortred101 – Here is more! Though a little late.

Xenocanaan – Thank you for your kind review! I hope I don't disappoint with this chapter.

MCRDanime – I am sorry I wasn't able to update sooner…

lilly2wolt - You wrote two reviews, so I will reply to both (though you probably wouldn't read it anyways). First: Thank you for liking my first chapter. Second: Thank you for pointing out my mistake in the summary. Third... I am sad to hear that you wouldn't read my fanfiction anymore. To tell the truth, your review made me realize that I don't need for Izuku to be reincarnated Theo... though it will really depend on readers. Haha. Anyway I am glad you were honest in your review.