"O-Otōsan?" 6 year old Inko asks the 32 year old man. Izuku was absorbed in paperwork.

"Yes, Ko-chan?" Izuku asks distractedly as he quickly reads through the paperwork. Inko fidgets with her gold locket in nervousness as she stares at her feet.

"W-where is Okāsan?" Inko asks hesitantly, making Izuku freeze. Inko continues to stare at her feet as she waits for an answer.

"...why do you ask?" Izuku asks coldly. Inko flinches at how cold his voice was and clasps both hands around her locket.

"W-well, Tsucchan was telling me about her Okāsan a-and asked me who mine was. I-I told her I didn't know who Okāsan was, b-but I got curious," Inko explains in a quiet voice, shaking in fear as she senses the anger and sorrow coming off of Izuku in waves.

"Your mother was the only woman I ever loved and the only woman I ever despised. She betrayed me by making love with a woman behind my back, a month after you were born. She couldn't handle you, from what she said," Izuku says with an even colder voice. Inko takes a step back, giving out a quiet whimper as she hesitantly raises her head. She flinches when she sees Izuku's forest green eyes glowing with a malicious gleam in them.

"Never ask about her again. Understand?" Izuku orders, making Inko's eyes fill to the brim with tears as she shakily nods her head. Izuku sighs in exhaustion as he stands up from his chair and walks over to Inko. He holds Inko's head in his hands as he wipes away the tears that were falling.

"Don't cry Ko-chan. I know it was your fault she betrayed me, but I will never hate you. You're my daughter," Izuku says, making something inside Inko break. Her father blamed her. He blamed her for her mother leaving. Inko shakes as she starts sobbing in guilt.

"I-I'm sorry! I-I'm so sorry, Otōsan!"

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Inko jumps awake, blinking back the tears that were forming. She lifts her head slowly, slowly remembering where she was. She was on the train, heading home. Inko yawns quietly as she covers her mouth and looks out of the window. The train just entered the Shizouka Prefecture. Her stop is coming up.

Inko makes sure her phone and wallet were still with her as the bullet train slows to a stop. Inko stands up and walks out of the train without noticing. She thinks of the dream she had. Why now? She hasn't dreamed of that day in 5 years.

"Sorry," Inko mutters out on instinct as she runs into someone. She couldn't understand why she had that dream. Inko snaps out of her thoughts once she reaches the stairs up to the street. She'll figure it out once she gets home.

Inko sighs in slight relief when she looks around the street. It was the late evening, so everyone was either home or hanging out with friends and family. That always meant that hardly anyone would be walking outside. Inko starts walking towards her home, glad it wasn't night yet. Despite living here for most of her life, the Shizouka Prefecture was creepy at night. Not a single person would be outside and it always freaked Inko out. Even more than huge crowds.

"You're home later than usual, Midoriya-san," One of Inko's neighbors states out of the blue. Inko jumps at the sudden voice and turns her head to find Hirota Arinaga, a creepy, young man who moved in to the house across from the Midoriyas 3 months ago. Inko always felt something very off about him whenever he was near.

"I stayed a little bit later at Miho-sama's house. She was teaching me something new," Inko says, a guarded look on her face. Arinaga had a Quirk that let him read people's minds if they had a weak mind or weren't guarding their minds against him. Inko learned the hard way. Arinaga gives Inko a smile that always terrified the green haired teenager, before going back to his flowers, humming a happy tune.

Inko walks towards her home, forcing herself not to look behind her as she keeps her mind guarded. From the last time she saw Arinaga's Quirk in use, he could read anyone's mind up to 24 feet. That was a foot from Inko's front yard and it terrified her. Inko doesn't look behind her until she open the front door and closed it, making sure to lock it behind her.

"I'm home," Inko says quietly, knowing no one will answer her. Inko sighs heavily as she takes off her shoes and drags herself into the kitchen. She needs to eat before studying for the UA Entrance Exams, next week. Inko was training and studying every day, excluding Sundays, for a year.

Inko sighs in exhaustion as she begins to grab cooking ingredients. As she is about to start cooking, her phone rings, making her jump in surprise. The green haired teenager puts the meat into the sizzling pan as she takes out her phone and answers it.

"Hi, Tsucchan," Inko greets as she holds the phone with her shoulder before she begins cutting the vegetables. She was in the mood for some tacos. Izuku had gotten her a recipe a few months ago when he went to Mexico.

"Inko-chan! Why the hell are you ignoring me?!" Bakugou Mitsuki screams into the phone, making Inko roll her eyes at the hothead's dramatic voice.

"I've been busy. You know this, Tsucchan," Inko explains tiredly as she stirs the meat before taking out the tortillas she bought a few days ago.

"I've been worried sick, you fucker! Don't you watch the fucking news?!" Mitsuki asks, making Inko frown in confusion. What's going on that makes Mitsuki this worried?

"What do you mean?" Inko asks, curious to know what happened. She was always behind on things going on. It wasn't really her fault, she just grew up hardly ever having TV or internet.

"The fucking Jada Yakuza struck again! In the fucking Shizouka Prefecture! Dad and his partner, Shouto, couldn't fucking catch them! Some shitty unknown villain had severely injured them both!" Mitsuki exclaims, irritation and a small amount of fear in her voice. Inko yelps in pain when she cuts her finger a curses under her breath as she puts down the knife. Inko grabs her phone as she makes the first aid kit float across the room, towards her.

"Is Shouto-kun and Ground Zero-kun alright?" Inko asks in slight worry as she takes out a bandaid from the first aid kit and uses her Quirk to put it on her finger.

"I don't fucking know! The shitty police won't let me in their fucking room!" Mitsuki says in frustration, making Inko mentally scold herself. Of course Mitsuki's at the hospital!

"Don't go anywhere! I'm on my way!" Inko exclaims as she begins to cook faster after hanging up the phone. Katsuki and Mitsuki both hate hospital food. Like father, like daughter.

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Hey! Hope you like the new chapter! Sorry I haven't updated! I didn't have internet! Also, kind of a random ending, but whatever. It's my book.

Also, since most characters are switched, many of the original protagonists of Class 1-A will be the parents of their parents. Weird but you get it.

Anyways, who should Inko be with? I'm leaning towards a threesome, but I want your inputs as well!

Hope you like the story so far! Bai!

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