I didn't get it done last night, but here is the next chapter! This one got me pretty hyped to keep going, I think the next one will be quite a bit longer. It would be a safe bet to check back in a few days for the next installment. Thanks everyone for all the support so far! I really appreciate it and every review keeps me going.
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Izuku navigated the path to the house he'd gone to many times in his life without much of a thought. This left his mind to contemplate this new feeling he was experiencing. Was it happiness? No, he was sure that emotion didn't feel like this. There was something about this feeling that made him feel comforted. What was it?
As he rounded the corner approaching his old friends home, Izuku paused for a second feeling uneasy. Was he being watched? He took a second to scan the area and saw nothing out of order. Maybe it was nerves, even he didn't know how he would react when he saw Kacchan again. Let alone if that arrogant ass said anything to antagonize him. Even if he stood up to the boy there wouldn't be much that he could do to win a fight, though he did know from experience that Kacchan likes to start a fight with a huge right hook. If he were to leverage that properly and get a leg up on him then it would be possible to end the fight in his favor.
He cut off his train of thought as he saw the people outside the front of the house. It seemed to be some kind of congratulatory party for Kacchan and there were quite a few familiar faces in the crowd. Okay, just find Mrs. Bakugo and get out as quickly as possible. He thought to himself as he looked for the woman amongst the group. There she was near the middle by the front door of the house. Shit. Kacchan was standing right next to her, the same expression he'd grown to detest over all this time. He was laughing with a girl from his class, two of his little followers, and a woman who looked to be maybe twenty with long black hair. He braced himself by taking a deep breath before turning to enter the yard.
The assorted students from his class that saw him walking up held faces of...What was that fear? Anticipation? He wasn't sure, but it was strange. Izuku knew his mission. All he had to do was approach them, hand over the casserole, muster up some sort of congratulations, and then leave. Back to the blissful silence of his bedroom and all of his notes.
Yep. That was all he had to do.
Asola Seikiko fumbled once again with her bags as they slid off her shoulder and roughly onto the crease of her elbow with a clunk that nearly caused her to drop the items in her hands. I should have taken two trips. She groaned knowing that she would have never done that. As she struggled to readjust without going through the logical act of setting down the things in her hands she noticed a strange shadow up ahead. What is that? She jumped a step to the left so the thing couldn't see her and watched. It looked like a person made out of a shadow, and it moved seemingly without any outside influences on it. It was standing at the garage of a house up ahead on the street. It seemed to be looking across the the road, but she couldn't be sure. Is he made of dark matter? A shot of fear jolted through her and she calmed herself with words of encouragement, if she got too scared her quirk would activate and scare the hell out of everyone who saw her. It's the middle of the day in a decent neighborhood. Everything is fine. Calm down.
All she had to do was drop off the supplies to her bosses' sons party and head off to her house. Why did she agree to do this? She mused it was probably because that sweet little man always came off so helpless to her. That was why she was so shocked to find out what his son acted like. How was he so aggressive and loud? He was nothing like his kind quiet father. That great man who gave her a job and didn't treat her badly because of her quirk. He was pretty much the only one, everyone else treated her much differently after seeing what her quirk looked like. Yep, that was why she would do nearly anything for him.
The shadow shifted again and revealed a man behind it. Ba-dump. She watched the man looking between the shadow and whatever they were observing and her breath caught. There was something about him, though she could barely see his face between his longish hair and hood pulled up over his head but she could feel something. Something ridiculous. She made a move to walk toward him but stopped herself. What was she doing? What were they up to here? This was nonsense. She cant go approaching strangers in their backyards to say what even? There was no point in going over there. They were probably just discussing fence heights or whatever people who lived so domestically talked about. She would not go judging people by their appearances and thinking their villains because they are different. Nope. That was what people did to her. She took a moment to regain her composure before making her way toward the house she was meant to go to. That business with the shadow and the gray haired man were none of hers.
Asola made quick work setting up the decorations and hung around the house a while to enjoy the party at her boss' request. How was he not embarrassed at his wife and sons behavior? They ranted and raved at eachother like insane people. Constantly berating and attacking each other verbally. And there he sat between them, kind and sweet, quietly asking them to get along. It was insanity. She wouldn't be staying long, she'd never planned to. And something kept making her eye gaze over to the house that she knew the man had been standing behind. She was relieved that she couldn't actually see him from here, lest she look like a creepy stalker. Which she was kind of behaving as. There was no reason to have any sort of feelings for a person she had never actually met. Or heard speak. Or even seen properly. I must be pathetically lonely, She thought. It's about time to leave for sure.
"Deku, what are you doing here?" Kacchan bit in his normal way as Izuku approached with the dish. His mother preformed her usual routine of slapping him on the back of the head and calling him a jerk or a demon or whatever. Then Kacchan gave his usual shut up old hag routine and they bickered loudly for about six seconds before remembering that they were doing something. Izuku didn't move nor did his facial expression change once. As soon as they quieted he answered their question by gesturing the casserole dish toward the mother. She took it in her hands immediately and thanked Izuku with some long story about how helpful his mother was and how kind it was of him to deliver it. Izuku nodded and told her it was no big deal, all the while Kacchan seemed to be fuming.
"Later, Kacchan." Izuku said casually while turning to leave. Kacchan exploded at the subtle dismissal.
"Come on, Deku! You're not going to say anything? Thought you were going go to UA and be a hero? Finally realize you're a quirkless loser?"
He knew he was being baited. And it should be making him feel angry or sad or something, but Izuku felt nothing. Nothing but a calming rage that had been in the pit of his chest ever since he saw Kacchan win the sports festival. He cracked a smile turning back halfway to talk over his shoulder.
"Yeah, you were right. I should have listened to you sooner. How foolish to have dreams of being a hero." He continued to make his way back home.
"So you don't want to hear what All Might has to say about my quirk?" Kacchan shouted in a last attempt to coax him.
That stopped him and anger flared within him, he turned and pulled his best impression of his old self "Yeah I'd love to hear all about it Kacchan!"
Kacchan jumped a bit as if that was definitely not the reaction he'd wanted.
"What did you expect him to say, Deku? He obviously thinks my quirk is amazing and I have all the talent needed to be the next number 1 hero, also -" He stopped suddenly at the expression on Izukus' face. He was shaking with what seemed like rage. This is new, he thought. "Aww, Deku you mad that your idol loves me so much?"
"No, I don't give a shit what All Might has to say about you Kacchan, you're-"
Tomura and Kurogiri watched the confrontation with looks of minor shock. They weren't sure what exactly was said to get him going but the quirkless kid erupted into a loud tirade that they unfortunately only got to hear bits and pieces of. He wished he could step closer and hear more but they had to stay hidden. This kid hated heroes like they did. The kid finally finished screaming long enough to try to turn and leave before the target jumped toward him with a huge right hook. Quirkless took the opportunity to flip him over and slam him on the ground. The kid went to kick him in the head, but the target blasted him with his quirk. Then quirkless flew backward into a girl with long black hair.
That was when things ramped up.
Tomura watched the girl get knocked down and slam her head on a table that was set up with food on it. The table flipped and food flew onto the yard. The targets mother went to run and help the girl who had fallen but her husband grabbed he hand and started speaking frantically to everyone around them. He started pulling his wife toward the house while some of the other bystanders backed away from the injured woman. He glanced at Kurogiri who was intently focused and hadn't noticed his gaze. The black haired girl was suddenly surrounded by black wisps that almost looked like tentacles that were thrashing around frantically at anything near her. Her eyes had turned a bright red color as dark veins ran from her eyes down her cheeks. She screeched loudly and the tentacles continued to thrash against the remains of the table and the foliage around her. One of the tentacles slashed Quirkless, who was using the commotion to escape the scene. His left arm ripped open with seemingly no resistance as he ran past and jumped into the neighbors yard out of her reach.
A few seconds later the tentacles calmed and disappeared while returning the girl to her normal appearance. She had a look of horror on her face as she seemingly pleaded and apologized to everyone. The targets father and mother seemed to forgive her, but Tomura recognized the looks on the faces of the others. He'd seen those looks before. The girl ran away in the same direction as quirkless and in that moment Tomura Shigaraki had a quick decision to make.
"I need to see more of that quirk."
