The Man of Steel
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Slightly OOC Izuku. Superman Izuku. OP Izuku.
(A/N: Welcome back to this story already, except not really. Knowing me, I uploaded like four chapters back to back, with 13k words already. I feel like it. Eh. Anyways, we skip forwards to the exams, and see Izuku Midoriya combat-wise, and develop a bit with his friendships. Now that Izuku is now confident in himself and his goals, he'll become ironclad, he'll stand up for others, even to Bakugou now. With that, let us see our hero in action.)
Chapter II: The Exam
1:54 PM, March 25th, 2350, Yuuei Highschool, Japan
The main building of Yuuei stretched above him like his Fortress of Solitude, but with less ice stalagmites and more concrete. It was intimidating, as always. Especially to those less fortunate to have a strong quirk. Izuku walked inside, hoping to make it inside without too much hassle. But a certain girl was going to make too much noise for him to ignore.
In one of the relaxation rooms used to house foodstuffs and beverages before an important event or for the staff, there was a rather tall, mature girl with spiky black hair and onyx, cat-like eyes taking a cup of tea on a small plate to a nearby table to clear her mind. "I wonder what the other students' quirks are? At least someone's has to be extremely-" She trips on her own foot mid-thought, and is about to fall onto the ground before the tea cup and plate disappear from mid-air, and she stops falling. "What the..." she begins to mutter before she's pulled all the way up to her natural height. She turns around to her savior and notices a somewhat tall and well-defined boy grabbing her blouse. He looks at his arm, and pulls back quickly, hoping not to appear in the wrong light.
"Hello ma'am. I couldn't help but notice you were going to fall face first into a cup of tea. I rushed as fast as I could to 'save' you. You're very welcome. Have a nice day!" Izuku said, before turning on his heels and making his way to the door. The onyx-eyed girl was extremely confused. "For one, how is he so fast? He wasn't even in this room. Secondly, those manners are off the charts. Thirdly, no boy has ever talked to me like that. More like inconsistent muttering or lewd comments. I must become acquainted with this boy." She reaches to grab his shirt, taking a firm grip on it. He turns around, somewhat mortified. "Ma'am. I-I'd like to a-apologize f-fo-for gr-" She shushed him, and patted him on the back. "Look. I wanted to pull you over to thank you. It's a bit silly of me to trip over my own foot. I also wanted to know you a bit more. There's some time before the test." He sighed, and nodded his head. He made some coffee, and sat down across the girl who wanted to talk to him.
"Well, I'll start first. My name is Momo Yaoyorozu. My friends call me Yaomomo. Pleasure to meet you." Momo started, waiting for Izuku's response. The boy cleared his mouth, and responded. "Well, now that I know that I haven't incurred the full wrath of a woman, my name is Izuku Midoriya. And for the record, the pleasure's mine." Momo cracked a small smile at that joke. "Well, at least you're funny. Most guys just take a general glance in my direction, and their higher level thinking functions just cease to exist."
"Well, I'd say it's because you're so mature for someone your age. Most woman around the age of 14 and 15 haven't had enough estrogen and progesterone run through their bodies to illicit full womanhood just yet. It just seems that you are more receptive to it." Izuku responded with no shame. "He's an intellectual. And doesn't fear talking about the awkward or weird topics in life. That's rare. I definitely need to acquaint myself, better yet, be friends." Momo thought. "Well, that's quite true. Lots of woman in my family lineage have often gotten a head start in their development." Momo replied. Izuku smirked.
"Well, that's quite nice to hear. It would be a shame if you didn't have those genes. But lo and behold, you do." Momo covered her blush with her hands due to the flirty remark. "Well... yes. It would be... Oh! Here's a question I've been meaning to ask you." Izuku nodded as to say 'ask away'. "Did you make it to Yuuei on recommendation or what? You sound exactly like the intellectual type." Izuku smiled. "Yes, in fact, I've been running high-level courses since elementary, and have been recommended to many different schools, just on my academic merit. My skills though? Yet to be seen. My quirk has only recently manifested itself, so I still have yet to use it in a combat scenario." He lied. He couldn't just blurt out that his parents were a race of immensely powerful beings that could wipe the floor with All Might in a duel.
"Oh, what is it? You've got me interested, Midoriya." Momo asked. "Ms. Yaoyorozu, please, call me Izuku. We're friends after all. And to answer your question, I have the ability to use solar radiation to boost my strength, speed, perception, etc." This time it was a half-lie. Izuku was still quirkless, it's just that these abilities are in his biology more than anything else. But he did use solar radiation to power his abilities. Momo raised an eyebrow. "Now that sounds interesting. But since you told me to call you Izuku, you must call me Momo." She forgot about that friends piece and blurted out "Oh, yes.. friends!" Izuku gave a small chuckle and nodded in affirmation. The pair continued talking about other topics, like family, history, their quirks, the other students, and the school itself until the bell that notified the written exam is about to start.
"Well, Momo. It was a pleasure to meet you. Hope to see you after." Momo sat dumbfounded and called his name. "Izuku, didn't you say you got in on recommendations? Why are you taking the written and physical exams?" Izuku shrugged. "Because I want to see how far I can push this quirk so I can protect the ones I love." Momo's heart resonated with those words. She wanted to be a hero to protect others. And the only way to be better was to break your limits. And she was willing to break said limits. "Izuku, wait! I'm coming to take the exams with you." Momo quickly pulled up next to Izuku and turned to him as he sat with a confused face. "Those words were... close to home. You must of experienced a lot to say such words." Izuku shook his head.
"No. My father experienced a lot. He was a reclusive genius. His quirk was all about being able to boost his intelligence for periods of time to help with his work. He pushed his quirk to the maximum to help the world. He died though, due to his brain not being able to handle the constant back and forth. Those words were his last to me. So even if I do die from going full throttle, I die doing what I love. Protecting the ones I love from harm at least one more time." Izuku fibbed again. Well, mostly. His father was a genius.
"I see... I'm sorry for your loss. I hope you can prove to yourself that you can be a hero." She said. Izuku smiled, and held out his hand for a high-five. Momo looked at it, then made an 'O' with her mouth after she figured out what it was, and slapped his hand with hers.
2:12 PM, March 25th, 2350, Yuuei Highschool, Japan
"ARE YOU REAAAAADY STUDENTS?!~" Yelled Present Mic, this years Master of Ceremony. Nobody responded. Someone even threw trash at the poor guy. "OK! NEXT ONE TO THROW TRASH AT ME GETS EXXXPELLLED!" He yelled as loud as possible to drive his point home. Everyone winced, except Izuku. Once you can hear almost anything, any noise isn't annoying. Except for alarm clocks. Those things are the devil! "OK, students! It's written exam time! Write your names, last then first, then write the date! Then you can get right INTO IT!" Everyone except Izuku groaned from his yelling again, and he double his voice again just to piss off the students. One of the kids called Present Mic's bluff and threw paper at him. They were promptly escorted out.
"Ok. Time to get this test done with. Oh. Seems easy enough." both Izuku and Momo thought at the same time.
4:00 PM, March 25th, 2350, Yuuei Highschool, Japan
"ALRIGHT STUDENTS! THE TEST HAS CONCLUDED! HAND IN YOUR TESTS RIGHT NOWWWW!" Present Mic screeched. Everyone passed the test along. He then noticed some onyx eyes trained on him. He turned to his left to see Momo passing over her test. "Izuku, be a dear and pass this along please." Izuku smirked. "Not without a kiss." Momo blushed, and covered her mouth again with her hands. "No, I'm joking Momo. That's weird." Izuku swiped her test, and passed it along. Momo was extremely relieved, but an extremely small part of her was a bit disappointed. She nodded, and tried to regain her composure. She succeeded, and faced forward and downward towards Present Mic. Who began explaining the test.
"ALRIGHT STUDENTS! The physical exam is simple! There are three tiers of robots or in this case 'villains' you must focus on!" Present Mic pressed a button, and a screen displayed each version of bot, each one being more deadly than the last. A point value was assigned to each robot on the screen. Then a boy in some glasses stood up and raised his hand. "Examinee #7111! What do you need assistance on?" Present Mic asked. "Well for one, you say there are three robots, but on our handouts underneath our tests, they mention four! Secondly, you with the green hair! Stop flirting with that woman over there! Do you have no respect for the hero world?!" The boy continued ranting, moving almost robotically as Izuku squeezed his nasal bridge in annoyance. He takes back what he said, some noises are god awful. Like alarm clocks. And that kid's mouth. "Examinee #7111! Thank you for asking, and please stop doing the robot! It's terrible!" Present Mic said, garnering a laugh towards the kid. He promptly sat down in horror of what he became. "Examinee #7111 is correct! There are four robots! It's only that the fourth one is a behemoth! No, it's not worth a gazillion points! It's worth ZERO! It's an obstacle you must avoid at all costs!" The hall of students broke out into murmuring over this new information. Some wanted to quit now. Some wanted to just move to the opposite side of the city when it comes. Some wanted to prove they're a man and punch that behemoth out of existence.
"The goal of the exam THOUGH," The students redirected their attention back to Present Mic. "Is to destroy as many villains that are POSSIBLE! The more, the better! The top twenty students will be admitted into the Hero Course, the rest are allowed to try for the Support and General Courses though! Now, let us move on to the TESTING AREA! Your designated area will be assigned by ROW!" Present Mic announced, ending the briefing. Izuku and Momo exited towards their designated area. City Replica B.
4:13 PM, March 25th, 2350, City Replica B, Yuuei Highschool, Japan
A horde of about 100 students stood outside City Replica B waiting for the exam to start. Everyone was tense, except for Izuku. He didn't want to look like a prick and feigned tenseness, but inside, he's as calm as the ocean at night. To his right was Momo, with a steeled face. To his left was a brunette he hasn't seen before. She has odd pinkish protrusions on her fingers. "Probably has something to do with her quirk. Speaking of 'quirks'..." Izuku activated his 'quirk' before the exam was scheduled to start. Pebbles next to him started to hover, as he slowly lifted off the ground, much to everyone's shock. Momo looked right to find Izuku but found his... shoes flying in the air. She looked up, and found Izuku right under the sun, looking forward. She found it majestic, and doubled her efforts to outdo herself. "I will prove to everyone I can break my limits." Momo thought to herself.
The alarm sounded and everyone sat dumbfounded except for Izuku. "Heroes don't wait on countdowns. They go in when they have a plan. And I have my plan. To destroy all villains." The green-haired boy broke the sound barrier immediately, flying right into the Replica City. Everyone's jaw dropped at the effortlessness. "Ok. My durability allows me tank anything they throw at me. I should be fine. Just go in for kills." Izuku dove downwards into the city, and found two one pointers, three two pointers and one three pointer. He punched through their internals, trying to take as many down as possible. He was sitting at 9 points. He found another 2 three-pointers after travelling left, and he melted both with his heat vision. Izuku broke the sound barrier again, sitting at 15 points.
He found more and more robots, climbing steadily, maintaining his first place score. 30. 32. 35. 37. 38. 41. 45. 49. 50. Soon, he was running out of robots to melt, ending his villain score at 61. "Damnit, I need more." Izuku broke the sound barrier again after staying at a standstill trying to hear the robots move around idly. Unbeknownst to Izuku though, someone flipped the switch to release 4 zero pointers in each corner of the city. Mass migration away from the corners were immediate, and Izuku felt the rumbling. He heard screams. The he heard struggling. Someone needed help. His eyes searched for who needed help, and he saw who. Those onyx-eyes said it all.
Izuku moved faster than ever towards the zero-pointer, and in a fit of rage, punched the behemoth in the center so hard, it split into two. He flew down and landed to help Momo. She was stuck under rubble, and didn't have any space to create anything with. "Hold on Momo, I got you! I got you!" Izuku said, panicking, as he tore off the rubble from her body. She was alive, but she was badly hurt. Cuts and bruises were everywhere, and her hair was dirty, and frazzled. Momo clung onto Izuku, hoping he'd save her. He carried her, bridal style towards the front gate. A crowd was forming around them, curious as what happened to her. Some thought she was dead. Some thought she was unconscious. Some thought she was clinging to life. But Recovery Girl was luckily on the scene.
"Oh my! What happened?" Recovery Girl asked, after kissing Momo on the forehead. Izuku frowned. "I was too slow. I couldn't prevent the rubble from falling onto her. I could've gone faster, but I could've caused too many auditory problems... And then I kind of split your zero pointer in half... Sorry." Recovery Girl patted his arm. "It's fine, young man. She's going to heal quite quickly. Nothing too major happened to her. Just hold her for now, she'll wake up in a minute or so." Izuku nodded, and floated upwards onto a building to wait.
"Oh... my head..." Momo groggily said, looking upwards to a green blur. "Izu..ku?" She asked. He responded with a yes, and then a big hug. "Izuku... what happened?" Momo asked, becoming more aware of her surroundings. Momo then saw Izuku tearing up. "I thought I was too slow... I thought I lost you. Only after I just met you, too. I knew I shouldn't of let you do that. You would've made it in without this..." Momo began to return the hug, understanding where he's coming from. "Izuku. I may not be like you when it comes to damage absorption, but I can withstand some damage. The human body is quite durable on its own." Izuku understood, and released his hug. Momo did the same a bit after.
"So... gonna get off my lap now?" He said with a wink. She scrambled onto the concrete building, earning a chuckle from Izuku. "Classic Momo." He said. She gave a small giggle.
"So, you need help getting down? I mean, you can probably create a ladder or something." She shook her head. "No, I don't need help. But I would like for you to give me a lift to the Main Hall." She bent down slightly, waiting for the boy's answer. "Uh... sure. Let's go then! Hold on to me real tight, we're going supersonic!" Izuku picked up Momo bridal style yet again, and she clung onto him in a hug, and dug her face into his neck. "He smells nice. Like a winter-y scent." Momo thought, as he blasted off, breaking the sound barrier to the school.
5:02 PM, March 25th, 2350, Main Hall, Yuuei Highschool, Japan
The pair walked through the hall, side to side, as per usual for today. Izuku was getting looks now. Some respected him for taking that behemoth down in one move. Others hated him for all the attention he was getting, some envied he was hanging out with some beautiful girl, and some were obsessing over how strong he was, specifically women. He looked towards Momo, and she returned a look of indifference. She couldn't really help here. Izuku mentally sighed, and made his way over to the chart displaying how well they did. The top ten scores were as follows:
1st. Midoriya, Izuku
2nd. Yaoyorozu, Momo
3rd. Bakugou, Katsuki
4th. Shiozaki, Ibara
5th. Kirishima, Eijiro
6th. Uraraka, Ochaco
7th. Jiro, Kyoka
8th. Iida, Tenya
9th. Ashido, Mina
10th. Kendo, Itsuka
"Oh wow. First place." Izuku mumbled under his breath, while Momo was almost starry-eyed. "Second and First Place? Izuku! We proved ourselves right! We pushed our limits, and now we're the two best in the class!" Momo said, jumping in place. "I'm not even using one billionth of a percent of my power yet. I can drag this entire planet if I wanted to. Damnit, becoming arrogant again, Izuku, keep yourself in check." Izuku started sweating a bit at his arrogance. Momo noticed this after a moment of Izuku not responding. "Izuku? Are you ok?" He snapped out of his sweating spell and immediately gave two thumbs up. "Y-yeah! Haha! I'm right as rain!" Izuku stuttered. She giggled before turning her attention back to the board.
Then, Izuku broke the silence. "Well, that seems just about everything. No more exams to take. Nothing else. Well, it's getting a bit late. Ms. Yaoyorozu, it was a pleasure to meet you, I must make way back to my house. See you April 1st." He turns on his heel before a tug on his keeps him in place. He turns back around to a somewhat dejected Momo. "Can I come with, Izuku?" Momo asked. Izuku's eyelids opened to max extent as he was dumbfounded. "Ueh, heheh err... I uh... Let me check." Izuku pulled out his phone, and dialed his mother.
"Hello, sweetie. How did the exam go? Did my little all-star get high marks?" Izuku cleared his throat to ask a question. "Hey Mom, mind if I bring a girl over to the house for dinner?" There was silence on the other side of the phone. Inko was actually shoving her face in a pillow exclaiming that her son finally got a girl to talk to. She ran back to the phone, and picked it back up. "Oh, of course sweetie. I'll make extra Katsudon tonight. BUT I want to know what my son did when he gets home, ok?" Izuku gave a thumbs up, then facepalmed remembering she isn't in front of him. "Uh, yes mom." She told him goodbye for now, and hang up. Izuku turned on his heels towards a somewhat dejected Momo again, and cleared his throat. "Uh, you can come with. My mother's making Katsudon tonight, so you can have that too if you want." Momo brightened immediately, and said "Oh cool! Thanks Izuku!" before putting her hand up in the air. He looked at his and gave a high-five.
7:36 PM, March 25th, 2350, Midoriya Residence, Musutafu, Japan
"And then I said, 'you better catch yourself' before he fell face first into that pond." Momo giggled and playfully scolded him for labeling that story as 'funny'. "Hey, you're not safe from this, you laughed at it too." She nodded her head in agreement. "BUT, I didn't label it funny. Therefore I am excused of all crimes. You are the sick one for labelling it funny instead of sad." Izuku found that logic broken, but decided to argue another time as his apartment is in full view.
"Well, my apartment is over there." Momo paused for a second. "Wait, apartment? I thought you were rich like me." Momo covered her mouth at what she said. Izuku simply chuckled, and put her arms at her waist. "Look Momo, things come out. Everyone slips up. No I am not rich. I am in fact in the lower middle-class of income. Just don't say anything about that in front of my mother. She gets a bit touchy when it comes to the amount of money she makes." Momo nodded, and stored that information for later use in the next 3 minutes.
Izuku walked up to the door, and gave it a three knocks. "Pizza Boy! Someone order two pepperoni pizzas?" Inko laughed from the other side of the door, while Momo stood there, confused. "Must be an inside joke." Momo concluded. Inko opened the door, and hugged her son. "Hey mom. If you take a look in front of you, you'll see me, the boy who made Number One in the exams. To your left near the staircase, you'll find Momo Yaoyorozu, the runner-up." Inko's jaw dropped at the look of Momo. She was too developed. Drop dead gorgeous. If she didn't know she went to high school, she'd guess 19. But nope, 15 is the age. "Oh, you must be Ms. Yaoyorozu. My son was talking about you for a bit on the phone. Please, come in. Katsudon will be ready in a few minutes. Why don't you two kids relax on the couch?" Izuku nodded, yawning pretty loudly. "Sounds like a genius idea, mom. Momo, come right on in. My home is your home, after all."
Momo nodded, and made her way inside. It wasn't anything too special. Just a dense kitchen, decently sized living room, two doors leading into bedrooms, and one door leading to a bathroom. The walls were painted a nice forest-like green. "Nice. I like condensed areas. Makes everything easy to reach." Momo said to nobody in particular, sitting down onto the couch. Izuku followed behind her, and turned on the television, flipping through random channels. Momo gave a small smile. If this was the simple life, she wanted to live it. Too many responsibilities being the daughter of some very influential people. Izuku got it easy.
"Hey, Izuku?" Momo asked. Izuku turned to her, and nodded for her to continue. "So... what's your phone number?" Izuku whipped out his phone, opened his contact information and handed it to her. She quickly replicated the information of Izuku, and sent him a small message to show that let him know that she had his information. His phone screen turned on seconds after, and then he updated the contact information to Momo's. He took a quick picture, where she was distracted. She did the same a bit earlier, but Izuku caught it in time, and flashed a small smile.
They continued their conversation from the morning, about a bunch of random topics. Inko watched on, purposefully delaying the Katsudon by a few minutes just to make sure the two teens could bond a bit more. "Young love... Oh, how romantic. That girl is the perfect fit for my Izuku. I need to meet their parents at some point. We need to plan this out." Inko thought to herself.
Soon, the three sat down, had some Katsudon, shared some laughs, until it was 9PM. Momo said that her parents didn't really mind staying over for tonight. They were going to be absent from the house tonight anyways. Inko prepared to convert the couch into a bed for Momo, but Izuku decided otherwise.
"Hey mom?" Izuku asked his mother. She looked up at him, waiting for him to continue. "I say that Momo should get my bed, and that I sleep on the couch. It's not fair to her. She deserves the best. She earned it." Inko smiled at the boy, and his selflessness. "I raised you well, Izuku. Your father must be proud." Inko shrugged off that thought and responded. "Ok, Izuku. You'll get the couch. I'll notify Momo that she'll get your bed."
But Momo had other plans.
"Excuse me, Ms. Midoriya?" Inko turned around to Momo, who was blushing slightly. "I know that Izuku said I should take his bed, but I can't do that. Please, put me on the couch and let him have his room." Inko smiled at the girl and her selflessness. "Now's the time to play matchmaker." Inko thought. Instead of placing one on each, she'd place both in one place. "The bed. Comfy. They're still too early on in their relationship to do that. It's a safe gamble." Inko decided on the bed, and worked her magic. "Ok, Izuku will get the bed, Momo will get the couch. Final orders." She told everyone, to Momo's delight and Izuku's disappointment. It was now 10PM, and they were both pretty asleep. "Now to move them around..." She said under her breath. She carefully picked up the form of Momo Yaoyorozu and carried her quietly into her son's room. She placed Momo in front of Izuku, so the first thing they see will be each other.
Momo instinctively reached over to hug Izuku for extra warmth. "Those teens didn't even change out of their clothes. Heheh. Love makes you do weird things." Inko made her way out of the room, and shut the door ever so quietly.
(A/N: These two chapters are the first. Every week, two more chapters should be out. I know it isn't my best writing, and if anyone would like to help make it better, please review or even contact me via PM if you believe you can be a long-term help to this story. Thank you very much. Buh-bye!)
(Edit, 2/9/19: Apparently, it's Yaomomo instead of Momoyao. Also, how do I mess this up? I put Todoroki on the board and I notice just now [with the help of a friend] and I feel like a moron for doing so. Just... UUUUUGH.)