Chapter 2
He drove by the elementary school, taking a small glance at the children that were leaving. It was an unusual site for one Yagi Toshinori, his friend usually took a specific sets of road for time efficiency, even on vacation time. So for Tsukauchi Naomasa to pick a new road to drive by meant either of two things.
One, he found a new restaurant or store that he really liked and is planning to buy something from it. Usually it was a seafood speciality restaurant/stand, something that Toshinori himself doesn't like, the smell is always nauseating. If not that, then a store that has a fish sale so that Naomasa-kun would cook something. It was something that Toshinori does not like either, for he usually carried the items as Naomasa contemplated the taste he would make with the products in front of him.
Reason number two, it involved a case. He either wanted to watch out for a suspect that has escaped the law's clutches. Even with his lie detecting quirk, some crooks just had too much power and walked out any prison holding cell. He could have also been looking after the victim of an older case, as a result of guilt willing up inside the detective.
Watching Naomasa-kun closely, he noticed when his eyes locked onto something, and immediately turned to look for that specific something.
It was a woman. She stood by the elementary school, looking like any other waiting parent.
Huh?
Toshinori had to muster all his strength so that he wouldn't laugh at his friend. Who would have thought, Tsukauchi Naomasa, someone everyone in the station agreed was married to his work, was actually looking forward to see a woman.
"You know Naomasa-kun, I'd usually advice you to go after the single ones."
"What?" The detective turns and looks at him questioningly, seemingly confused by his words.
"That lady already has a kid, you should look for a woman somewhere else than here." It took a moment before the detective understood the implication of the blond's words. His squared face started to redden, shaking his head.
"N-no, it isn't as you think Toshinori-san. She's a mother of a victim from a year ago." Oh, it really was reason number. That sounded concerning.
"Is her child still being targeted, is that why you're checking on them?"
"No, they're not. It's unfortunate however, that her son was gravely injured. Last I heard from them is that he's going to a normal school for his first grade. So I only wanted to know if they were alright." He blushes, rubbing the side of his head before moving that hand on the wheel.
The street light turned green, and he stepped on the gas pedal.
"I can't tell you anything about it, sorry Toshinori-san." He gave an apologetic smile. Toshinori smiled back, not minding. What he did mind though, was the fact that the detective still used that honorific. It has been years now since they met, and since he found out about his secret, yet he still called him by that annoyingly polite honorific. At least it wasn't something like –sama, that would have been irritating.
It doesn't help that no matter how many times he told him to just call him by name, his request gets ignored.
"Well, if the child can still go to school, than there isn't any cause of concern now is it?"
"Heh, you say that now, but I have a feeling that he and his friend are going to cause me a lot of trouble in the future." He said, beaming when his eyes spied a fish market from afar.
Toshinori sighs.
"How about sushi for tonight?"
"No."
"I'm cooking today."
In honesty, Naomasa still felt very worried for the Midoriyas. He was one of the first responders to the accident. When he did, he saw how destructive Midoriya Izuku's quirk was, even as a manifestation.
It was feared by the chief and the National Security that such a destructive and powerful quirk could be given to a child, even in its earliest stages. They opted to keep watch over the family for a very long duration. He was glad when the chief decided to meet the family first, and then gave the usual rules given to the families with a superhero as one of its members.
The chief was accompanied by him for the only reason that he was the first responder, and that the mother would be more relaxed with his presence.
So when the family were finally let out, he knew that they were still being watched. He was a lie detector after all, he knew when he was lied to, and if the chief said that they weren't watching them, he knew that he lied.
Only recently did that lie turn into a truth, and only now did he start to fear for that family's safety.
While Midoriya Izuku was by all accounts, a very sweet child, his friend could land him in many trouble that could cause negative consequences in the future. Not to mention that any villain, or person with any ill intentions, could find out about the paralysed child and try to kidnap him.
So he starts checking on them when he can, just not so much that they would notice his presence.
"Naomasa-kun? You just forgot a whole fish in that pot." Toshinori said, grumbling as he took out the bones. Naomasa looks up and chuckles a bit when he realizes his mistake and went to get that last piece.
"You're still thinking about them?"
"I am."
"If you are that worried about them, why don't you just visit them?" The blond asks him, Naomasa rubs the back of his head from the discomfort.
"It'll feel weird just suddenly popping up with no reason."
"You are visiting old victims, of course there's a reason, just tell them that you wanted to see how they were doing and that's it."
0o0o0
"No fair Kacchan, I can't race!"
"You are on wheels, Deku. You can beat me if you just tried. Don't be lazy." The blond growls, but Izuku still didn't seem readily accepting of the idea.
"But what if the road isn't flat?"
"What if?"
"Then I'll drop, because there's a bump that'll break my speed."
"Like that will hurt you. Just fly."
"And the tire?"
"Get a new one."
"I can't just get a new one, it's expensive. I can't make my mom buy a new one just a month after getting the whole chair."
"Yes you can, make your douche dad buy it."
"I don't even see my dad to ask him for it." Izuku yells, moving the tires with his hands and grumbling behind the blonde. "Besides, I don't want to talk to him, because mom will then have to see him, and she always gets sad when she does."
"Fine, whatever. How about," Katsuki looks around trying to find an activity that Izuku will not feel prissy about. He saw a flower just right in their path and he grins. "I'll try to burn that flower, and you'll have to save it."
"How can I do that?" Izuku asked confused, Katsuki had to breathe in slowly, letting his hands grab his hair in ire.
"With your quirk you idiot!"
"Oh."
"How the fuck did you get the top honour list?!" He said in frustration, throwing an explosive at the by standing daisy. Izuku flails before letting his hands light up in the black, white and green aura, plucking the daisy off the ground.
"No …" He said softly, not meaning to pluck it.
"What's wrong, you saved it?"
"But now I can't put it back, it doesn't have a home now."
"You are such a-" Katsuki shuts up, but snatches the flower from the air and stomps his way to the green haired boy. Izuku tilts his head in question, wondering what his friend will do. He was surprised when Katsuki stood in front of him, on his tiptoes, to reach his head, and then pushes his hair back, putting the flower above his ear. He then drops his hands into his pocket raising his head to the side.
"Why the fuck is your chair so high?" He demands, not looking at him/.
"Mom said so I can grow into it." Mumbled the boy, touching the flower. He gave a small smile liking where it is now. "Come on, I want to show mom!"
"No. We didn't even go to the other side of the park."
"But there's only the river there." whined the green haired boy, Katsuki rolls his eyes.
"Duh, I want to play in the water."
"But it gets cold, and it'll get dark soon, and I can't go down to play there."
"Use your fucking quirk to float to the water you Deku! How many times do I have to explain this?!"
"I can't just keep using it all the time! The officer said that-"
"Public shouldn't know, blab bla, your safety, blab la, against the rules, shitty shit talk. You can get your special permission license when we finish fifth grade, so why not practice now?" He said as he started walking towards the river.
"Is that why you keep using your quirk?" Izuku turns around, following him.
"No. I read that up to fifth grade, kids have as much freedom using their quirks as they want. At middle school, we have to stop using it as but still can use it because it's 'too hard' controlling quirks at that age." He said making air quote as he started walking backwards, facing Izuku and ignoring everything behind him.
"Where did you read that?"
"I snitched one of those bully's school book."
"Kacchan! You can't do that, you'll get him in trouble with the school and their parents." Izuku frowns, worried about what that person is going through now. Katsuki scoffs.
"That fuck won't even notice it till the next class, then they'll get detention, like they deserve."
"That's still mean Kacchan."
"They tried to push you off your wheelchair!"
"Still …"
"Look, Deku, if they are basically hurting another person who are less physically able to protect themselves, then they're bullies who deserve to get punished."
"… Why do you keep using big words?" Izuku deflects the topic with the grace of a puppy trying to walk on slippery water. Katsuki grimaces but decides to play along.
"Because, you are a dumb Deku, and just because you're higher than me in the honour list, doesn't mean you're smarter."
"You didn't answer."
"You're ignoring what I was saying before that!"
"I'm not less physically able! I can protect myself!"
"With what? Your quirk? You don't even want to use them."
"Because it's not fair if I did." Izuku said, his expression fallen. But Katsuki still glares at him.
"And do you think it's fair for them to bully someone on a wheelchair? What If they did it again on another kid who's on a wheelchair, they wouldn't have the same quirk as you, would they? How will they protect themselves? So you have to set an example to show why they shouldn't hurt someone who seems weak, even if they were or not."
"… Fine …" Izuku puffs his cheeks and lets go of the wheels, letting them move by itself. Katsuki turns around so that his back faced the friend.
"Kacchan … I don't feel good." He heard his friend say. Katsuki looks at him and noticed how red Izuku's face was as he held onto his stomach.
"Did you eat something funny?" He asked concerned, but Izuku shook his head and tries to lean to the front as much as his straps allows him.
"C-Can I go home? I want mama."
"… Fine. I'll push you, you just try to sleep." He sighs, changing his direction. He tried to grab the handle, but glared at how high it was, he instead opted to just push the seat instead.
"Next time, get something your size, I bet you won't even grow fast."
"Nu'uh, I will."
"ah'ha, you won't."
"I'll be taller than you in the future."
"No, I'll be taller than you. Both of my parents are taller than your mom."
"My dad is tall too."
"You don't even remember how he looks."
"You got me there." Izuku chuckles but coughs into his hands, Katsuki shivers, maybe Izuku's getting sick. It is getting cold after all.
0o0o0
Second grade was entered without any fanfare, other than Izuku's use of blankets started to rise. The green haired boy now started reading books with Katsuki in the library ever since he found out that he frequented it. They fought on who knew more difficult words, or who can sound more sophisticated.
"You're such a nerd." Katsuki said one day when he saw Izuku holding a Heroes History book. The green haired boy blinks and looks down on his book.
"You go to the library."
"Yeah, I look for comics and mangas." He replies, showing off the new manga volume that finally came out. Izuku frowns but decides to read the book, rather than get into another argument. His face morphed from a mildly interested expression into one seeming to be on a brim of excitement.
Katsuki scoffs, muttering 'lame' when he saw that. How can anyone get excited reading a history book? Even if it did have heroes, a history book is a history book.
"Kacchan look! There's this vigilante back before the golden age, he was blind."
"Blind?" He looks up, interested with what was being said. Izuku nods happily.
"Yeah! And everyone respected him too, because they never knew he was blind, he just kept wearing goggles and only showed he was blind when he was too old to fight. Isn't that cool! No one ever bothered him about his disability, so it made it easy for him to do his work. Do you think I can do that too?"
"…" He keeps forgetting that Izuku wants to be a hero too, but he doesn't know how that will happen. Even if he did promise to help him, he doesn't know how to start. First of all, no school will accept him into the hero department if he was on a wheelchair, right? Second of all, how can he himself protect Izuku if they were both fighting villains?
"I think you can, but how can you hide your …"
"… do the same thing!"
"What? Wear goggles over them? Those are legs Deku."
"Nooooooooooooo. I'll wear armour on them, and then use my quirk to fly everywhere! I'll just stand, I won't walk anywhere."
"People will get suspicious, Deku." Katsuki starts, watching as Izuku's face deflates a bit. "They'll start asking questions if they never see you walk."
"Oh." He looks downtrodden now, and Katsuki now felt guilty.
"Look, why don't you make it look like you're walking. Practice till then. Just walk, don't run, when we need to run, you can just fly."
"… kay." He mumbles, rubbing his arm. "Do you think it'll be okay though, will my doctor say something about it?"
"Doctor?"
"I still go to therapy, Kacchan. They keep giving me messages, it feels weird, because I can feel them touching my legs, but it's very faint, you'd think they're insects walking all over you."
"That's creepy." Katsuki grimaces, when Izuku grins in response.
"Hey Kacchan, do you believe in that myth?"
"What myth?" Katsuki asks. Izuku puts a finger on his lips and looks upwards, the grin still plastered on his face.
"The one where if you felt insect steps on you, but didn't find any, it means it's the ghost of the insects that you killed in the past."
"That's creepier." Katsuki said, shoving the giggling boy and turning to the other side.
"I don't want to believe in that."
"It's okay if you're afraid kacchan, I can protect you from the ghosts." Izuku giggles, but Katsuki glares at the ground, fuming inside.
"I'll be the one doing the fucking protecting, not you shithead."
"All I hear is 'I'm scared Izuku, help me!'"
"S-Shut up, or… or …"
"Or what?"
"I'll stop calling you Deku and start calling you Izuchan!" He declares, Izuku gasps.
"You wouldn't."
"My mom already does it. She won't get angry at me if I called you that." He blows his tongues out and stomping away with the manga.
"No, Kacchan, wait!"
"Get that stupid book of yours, we're going home."
0o0o0
In the third grade, Izuku started learning how to cook.
"I got your text, what happened?" Katsuki yells, slamming the door open. The Midoriya's living room was empty and void of either Midoriya member. Freaking out, thinking something happened to Izuku, he runs to his friend's room only to find it empty.
Suddenly, he hears something falling in the kitchen. Turning sharply, he ran and skidded on the corner just while trying to reach the kitchen, he enters a smoke filled room.
"Deku!" He yells, hearing the other cough, panicking even more, he enters the fog that blocked his view and bumped into multiple different furniture, trying to follow the noise.
"Kacchan?" The voice sounded startled. Figuring that bumping around like this will waste precious seconds, he moves himself to the windows, its placement ingrained into his mind, and pushes it open.
It took a minute before the air cleared out, and he found a soot faced and teary eyed Izuku sitting next to the fridge.
"K-Kacchan …"
"What the fuck was going on?! You sent a text saying you needed help and I come to see you almost choked yourself?!"
"I … I was trying to cook." He said quietly, Katsuki blinks.
"Say that again?"
"I-I tried to cook, and I wanted to surprise you, so you can be my first taster. B-But I put too much sauce in the pot."
"You are telling me, that you were fucking cooking?! When you can't even look above the stove!"
"I so can."
"But do you?!"
"I do!"
"Whatever, so all this smoke is from a fucking sauce, now what?"
"Ugh … It's finished now …" Izuku looks at the pot above the stove, Katsuki glances at the completely darkened pot and turns sharply at Izuku.
"No."
"Please … I worked really hard on it …" Izuku sniffles. That caused a new wave of panic in him, so Katsuki went to the pot and pulls it off of the stove.
"Kacchan! You need to wear mittens."
"You're an idiot, my quirk gives me fire and heat resistance." He grumbled, sitting it on the table. When he looks inside the pot, he steps back from what he saw inside.
It was rice.
It was red.
It was fucking hot flaming red.
"What the hell did you use?"
"Hot sauce …" Izuku mumble shyly, Katsuki turns and gapes at him.
"Why are you using hot sauce?! This is rice, what were you trying to make?!"
"Y-You like spicy things."
"You, edible spicy things."
"It's still edible."
"You didn't taste it yet." Katsuki points out, Izuku blushes and raises his hand, making the spoon fly to the pot and scope a big serving of the rice inside. Katsuki didn't even let it fly away before grabbing onto it.
"You are not eating that, you'll die."
"What? But you said-"
"I'll eat it you Deku!" He yells at him and chomps on the spoon. Chewing a bit, he tastes the rice and blinks.
"Eh." He sounds, Izuku gets alarmed.
"I-Is it b-bad? It was my first time cooking without mom, and I didn't remember the steps well, but I hoped that maybe it was-" He kept mumbling in the background as Katsuki climbed over the table to scope another serving and eat it.
"Ehhh." How the fuck is this mutated piece of shit tasty?
"A-And then mom said she's going out with a friend and I thought that since she's not home, I can cook without her fretting and freaking out all over me, b-but if you didn't like-" He stops and sees Katsuki scooping another serving with horrified eyes.
"Y-You don't have to eat it if it doesn't taste good." He heard him mumble. Katsuki scrunches his nose.
"It tastes good, Deku."
"You don't have to lie either." He rubs his arm, starting to get nervous.
"Shut up and let me enjoy this!" Katsuki snaps before holding the whole pot and hugging it to himself, he continued eating in delight. Tears were now dropping from his eyes with how tasty it was, his mouth full, so he wasn't able to say anything else.
He heard Izuku giggle, but he ignored it, until he heard the loud snap shot from a camera. He looks up and found Izuku holding a very expensive looking camera.
"Why the hell did you take a picture of me?"
"You look cute Kacchan." He was pretty sure a vein popped out of the side of his head, but aggressively took another bite glaring at Izuku at the same time. The green haired boy kept giggling.
"Where did you even get that?"
"My dad sent it as a late birthday gift."
"Huh? He remembers that?" Katsuki frowns, putting the pot and spoon down, he noticed how his clothes were now dark and scorched, he shrugs, he always got his clothes burned anyways, his mom will get angry but she wouldn't ground him. He stood up and walked to the floating camera, taking a hold of it and looking closely at it.
"It looks like a professional camera."
"Yeah, I think it's from dad's job." Izuku nods before swiping his hands upwards. It took a second for Katsuki to get used to floating, and doesn't even bother seeing where Izuku is moving him.
He stopped looking at the camera when he found himself on the chair instead of the table.
"Mom's going to be angry if she saw mud on the table."
"It's not my fault that you were in trouble, I didn't have time taking off my shoes." Grumbles the blonde, putting the new camera down. He looks around the kitchen and realized that cleaning products and items were everywhere, cleaning any evidence of what happened.
"Where's your mom anyways?"
"Hmm, she said that her friend is taking her out for launch."
"My mom is still at home, I thought my parents were your mom's only friends?"
"Not anymore. This guy was coming over for a while, I didn't know him but I guess if mom's okay with him, then I'm okay with him. He's a detective!"
"… Deku … your mom's on a date."
"…" He could hear the crickets chirping when he sees Izuku's blank expression.
"N-No way."
"Sorry Deku, but your mom's on a date."
"Dates are for dinner, not lunch." Izuku denies, Katsuki smirks at him.
"Oh poor Izuchan, he isn't his mommy's only man in her life now."
"S-Shut up. My mom won't date some stranger."
"I thought they were friends, neh, Izuchan." He stops when he saw tears forming in Izuku's eyes, he flails before jumping from off the chair trying to calm him down, but Izuku starts wailing anyways.
0o0o0
People were gathered around the barrier, either whispering or cheering for their hero. Izuku tried to go to the front but couldn't even get anyone to look at him, none the less ask them to give him space. Disappointed, he stays behind the mass, waiting to see at least a few glances of the hero as he jumps up. He already has his camera take a video of the fight from up above, but that was all he could.
He wanted to see it with his own eyes, write everything that happens, and make notes and analysis at the same time.
If only Kacchan was here, he'd make people run away just from his sight.
Sagging his shoulders, he grabs onto the wheels and turns around, ready to leave. That's when he found a boy with dark bags under his eyes, his hair was blue that seems to be on the verge of purple, his eyes were the exact same colour. He kept staring at Izuku, petting the cat he had between his hands.
"You look sad." He announces, Izuku tilts his head but then nods.
"Y-Yeah. I can't go to the front."
"Why not?"
"They're blocking the way, and no one is listening to me, so I can't ask them to let me through." He said rubbing his arm, a nervous habit that he realized he was forming. The blue haired boy frowns and decides to go to the throng of people, tapping on the first person he stops behind to.
When the man doesn't react, the boy talks to the cat, saying something that Izuku couldn't hear. After a few seconds, the cat mewls and jumps to the ground, walking to the man's leg and started clawing at it like it was a scratching post.
The man yelps and turns around, about to stomp the cat, but the boy snatches it before he could. The man angrily yells at the boy. Izuku feared for what might happen to the boy, so he rolls his chair to the front in case he needed help.
"Watch where that fur ball is doing."
"My name is Shinshou." The boy said monotonously, the man sneers.
"I didn't ask you for-"
"You will help that boy go to the front of the line, and make sure he's safe doing so." The boy continued in a dulled voice. That's when the man's expression morphed from one that is of anger into blankness. The man then moves towards Izuku, he starts to panic.
"W-What?"
"It's okay, he's going to help you now." The boy said, still petting his now purring cat. Izuku calms down and let the man grab onto his wheelchair's handles.
He did manage to see the whole fight, and cheered whenever the hero was able to land a successful punch to the villain. The man left after a while, looking very confused as to what happened, but Izuku never noticed that. Only when the fight ended and the police came to clean up the area did the mass of people started to dissipate. Izuku excitedly wrote down everything about the new wood like hero.
Smiling, he turns around to find the same boy from before, sitting down on the curb of the street with his cat mewing and bumping its head onto his back. He had his arms on his knees and his hands holding his head looking tiredly at the shop in front.
Izuku decides to open a new page and drew a fast sketch of the boy, writing Shinsou at the top. Trying to figure out what his quirk was, it might have been a form of mind control, with how he just ordered that man around. Maybe it was some form of attraction or confusion quirk that could push people to do things, if it was done right.
He wheels himself to the boy.
"T-Thank you for helping me. That was a really cool quirk you have. Is it mind control?" Izuku said shyly, the boy glances at him and then gave him a confused look.
"Yes, it is. No one ever told me that." He said, Izuku frowns at what he said.
"No way. It's so cool. What do they usually tell you?"
"That's a really great villain quirk." He said and looks back at the shop in front. Stares at it and found that it was a cat café.
"Well, you can use it for good, I mean, you used it just now to help me get to the front. I don't think that's a villain move at all."
"R-Really?" The boy looks at him, something on his eyes changed, like hope was started to bloom in them.
"Yeah! You can totally be a hero with a quirk like yours!"
"… Thank you … M-My name's Hitoshi Shinsou."
"I'm Midoriya Izuku, please take care of me." He said, giving a mock bow, since he couldn't really lean to the front with the straps, so he only lowered his head. Shinsou stood up, the cat now mewing louder than before.
"D-Do you want ice-cream?"
"Sure." Izuku replies happily, so Shinsou moved to the back and held onto the handles, moving him to what was probably an ice-cream stand.
"Eh, you're tall." Izuku commented, looking at him with surprise and awe, the boy blushes and nods. "Kacchan isn't that tall, he just pushes the seats, but I think he's getting taller now. It's not fair though, I'm not getting taller."
"You'll get taller when you grow up."
"But I want to grow up now." Izuku huffs, Shinsou chuckles softly, he stops for a moment, doing something Izuku couldn't see. He then yelps when he found a bulk of fur dropped onto his lap.
"This one is very noisy, but please keep on her. She likes to be petted behind the ears. She doesn't have a name yet." He said and then went back to push Izuku. The green haired boy stared at the fur ball with wonder before he started petting her like Shinsou said, the cat stopped being noisy and instead started purring for the rest of the way.
They ended up in the mall, sitting in a newly opened ice-cream shop.
0o0o0
His mother held onto his hands, they were both silent contemplating what the doctor just said. Izuku couldn't believe his ears, while his mom started tearing up.
"S-So there's a chance that he could walk again?"
"It's going to take a lot of work Midoriya-san, and unfortunately, it'll be very expensive." The doctor said, sighing as he pushed the file towards them. "Do not worry though, I added your name in the foundation list, there's a really high chance that they're going to accept your case and allow us to start the surgery."
"What if they didn't?"
"Well, even if they didn't accept you Izuku-kun, you are already having a very great progress for someone who started off like you. Most people give up half way through and stop going to therapy, and you actually have some feelings in your legs from what I have read."
"Does that mean something important?"
"It's very important. As cliché as it sounds, when someone doesn't feel their legs, that means they completely stop walking all together. Some do have sensation, which allows them some movements. That was why we usually recommend you the belted wheelchairs, we feared that if you twisted your back in a way, that you'll lose that sensation."
"Does that mean I don't need the straps anymore?"
"No you do not. You're more than stabilised by now. Your therapist recently gave me the reports and told me that you're ready for surgery. So if you want to stop using those straps then you can. We just advise you to only start stretching with your back when in the presence of the therapist, so that she can correct you if you did do something wrong."
"Oh … mama?" He wonders looking at her, when he did, he blinks at the sight. His mom was crying now, trying to wipe away her tears as she smiled at him.
"My Izuchan c-can walk soon?"
"Not soon, mam, though it is considered soon for this medical condition. As I said, once we get news from the foundation, we'll go through surgery and then return him back to therapy so he can start learning how to walk again, that however, could take years. It's most likely that they will accept because Izuku-kun is still young, his records shows great progress in his health and the surgery well most likely be a success if it was done now."
"And if we refuse surgery?"
"Izuku-kun will still be in therapy, and we'll try adjust him to a new kind of leg braces that are being developed now. However, those braces are in experimental stage. On the other hand, we can use normal ones if your son underwent surgery."
"T-thank you, doctor, thank you so much." His mother started, the doctor was surprised and then tries to stop her from thanking him so much. Izuku on the other hands, looks down on his hands that were lying on his thighs.
H-He could start walking?
It's been so long since he did, he barely remembers doing it. He only remembers walking behind kacchan, and never remembered where they walked.
They were babies back then.
Suddenly, he felt a cloth under his eyes, looking up he found his mother smiling at him. They weren't in the doctor's office anymore, they were on the train. He must have been so engrossed in memory that he didn't notice being moved.
"Y-You can't tell Kacchan!" He screams, surprising his mother.
"Why not? He'll be so happy hearing the news."
"B-Because- what if they didn't accept." His mother stops smiling, frowning in worry. "A-And if they did accept, I want to surprise him! I want to show him that I can walk on my own."
"Izuchan."
"No, mama, you don't understand. He's always hovering over me. Always! He worries so much that it's suffocating, and he does it to the point that he doesn't do anything for himself anymore. He stops talking to people instead of making friends, he stops going to the park because it's hard for me to move around there, he doesn't enjoy anything when we go on school trips because he watches over me, he's so … so …" Izuku makes a sound of frustration, covering his face with his hands.
"It's not fair. He doesn't take care of himself, the only thing he's really doing is training so that he can get to Yuuei. S-So I want to learn how to walk on my own …"
"… Izuku, that's still too big of a secret to keep from him. What if he finds out on his own, he'll be very upset that you never told him." She advices, but Izuku shook his head.
"I want to surprise him. He's been telling me to start using my quirk to look like I'm walking. I didn't do it before because the doctor said not to. Now, maybe I can do it. I just … I want to surprise him, I want to show him that he doesn't need to worry all the time. That I can go to school, a-and be a hero with Kacchan without him worrying. That I can be strong and won't need protecting." He chokes at the end, feeling a sob that was about to come out.
"Oh Izuku," His mother whispers before pulling him into a hug, Izuku sniffles and hugs back tightly.
"I believe that you can be a hero, even without walking. Katsuki-kun won't think any differently either way."
"I'm just … I really …" He shuts up, not knowing what to say anymore. His mother pats his head, knowing how that felt.
"It's alright Izuchan, you have till high school to surprise him, I know you can do it."
"Yeah. I can do it."
0o0o0
"So we're finishing up fifth grade huh …" The blonde says, his eyes traced the cloud in the sky, watching it float away. Izuku points at another one from where he's lying down.
"That one's a bunny."
"Argh, I hate bunnies." He grumbled, looking for another shape in the clouds. Izuku pouts, no doubt, and started sulking. That's when he saw a butterfly shaped cloud.
"That one's a lame ass butterfly."
"Butterflies are beautiful, Kacchan. You shouldn't call them that." Izuku admonishes,
"I'll call them whatever the hell I want."
"Can't we go look for another spot, the sun is in my eyes." Complained the green haired boy, Katsuki sits up and glares at him, he then dragged himself so that he can sit where he could cast a shadow over Izuku.
"Better?"
"Thank you, Kacchan. You're a very caring person." Izuku said smiling. Katsuki scoffs and glares upwards at the clouds.
Izuku doesn't know how wrong he is. He doesn't understand that he's a really bad person in general. Everyone who sees them always talk behind their backs about how he'll grow up into a delinquent, and how they should take Izuku away from him.
They all say that his quirk is powerful, but they all think that he would turn into a villain.
They all think that he's hurting Izuku. Will … they were right. He did hurt Izuku, he hurt him so badly that he'll never walk again. It's because of him that- that-
"Kacchan, I'm going to perform surgery after school ends." Izuku suddenly interrupts his thinking. Snapping his head to face his friend, he found that Izuku was looking directly at the sky.
"W-What?"
"I don't know if I'll survive it."
"What do you mean? Why are you going into surgery? How come now! Not before?!"
"My therapist needed to permit it, that's why. They're saying that there's nothing going to happen, but I'm still scared." Shakily, Izuku lets his hands wander so that he holds Katsuki's hands. "I'm scared that it'll fail, I don't know what will happen next. I heard the doctors talking, they said I'd be put in a coma if it did fail."
Katsuki doesn't even breathe, the complications of what has been said washes over his mind. Trembling, he clutches tightly onto Izuku's hands.
"It's going to be okay."
"Is it?"
"Yes, shithead. Because I'm going to fucking wait outside that shitty operation room, and I'll wait till you come out. I can get my revenge just in time if the doctors do something wrong."
"Kacchan, you shouldn't hit doctors. They're doing their best to help and heal people."
"Y-Yeah, will they failed epically." He didn't realize how tightly he was holding onto Izuku's hands before he heard him whimper. He loosens his grips instantly, avoiding Izuku's eyes.
Great, he always hurts him, even when he doesn't want to.
"You'll wait for me?" His friend asks in a small voice.
"Of course you Deku." Izuku makes a nervous wet laugh, obviously close to crying. Katsuki's shoulder shakes before he pulls Izuku up into a seating possession, holding him in a hug.
"D-Don't cry you Izuchan, how many times do I have to say that."
"You're crying too." Izuku hiccups, wiping his face. Katsuki scoffs but doesn't deny it. He looks around and remembers that they put the wheelchair next to a tree. He breathes before standing up, carrying Izuku at the same.
"Kacchan, where are we going?"
"Shut up. You keep complaining about the sun. We're sitting under the tree."
"But you'll burn it." Izuku said frowning, he wraps his hands around Katsuki's neck. The blond glares at him but stomps his way to the tree anyways. "And you wanted to watch the clouds too, the tree will block your view."
"Do you, or do you not want the sun out of your fucking eyes, crybaby?"
"I'm not a cry baby!"
"You so are, you cry over everything. Men don't cry over everything."
"Mama said that it's okay to cry."
"It's because your mom is a cry baby too. My mom said not to cry over trivial things." Katsuki proclaims, laughing loudly. Izuku pinches his ear, the blond yelps in response.
"What was that for shitty Deku?! I almost dropped you."
"I can fly, mean Kacchan, and stop insulting my mom, she's way cooler than your mom." They finally reached the tree, Katsuki cautiously laying Izuku next to it.
Katsuki plops himself next to the other, and instead of watching the clouds they start watching the people in the park from afar. There were too many kids playing on the playground, something that they never really did, what with Izuku needing a wheelchair and how the other children bullied him, especially when carries him over every game.
They also saw parents on picnic mats, getting food ready for launch.
"Next time, we should so a picnic. You should bring your mutated rice."
"But that tasted horrible." Izuku said self-consciously, he never ate it himself, he only makes it for Katsuki since he doesn't want to scare his mom, and he didn't really believe that it tasted good. Katsuki smacks the back of his head.
"It tasted great, dumb Deku. I want some."
"I didn't make any, sorry."
"Whatever." He breathes in, enjoying the view.
He didn't know how long they stayed there, he did realize it was for a while when he saw the parents calling their children to come eat. Katsuki however, felt too lazy to move and find a food stand to eat from. Izuku might have brought something too, and hid it under his chair like always. He turns around, about to ask him, but stops and gawks.
Izuku was leaning on his shoulder, his eyes closed and his chest moving slowly, a small trial of drool was apparent, while his hair mussed where it was touching his shoulder.
Katsuki gulps, not knowing how to react.
Izuku looked cute. He was so peaceful and cute and pretty just sleeping-
"I'm scared that it'll fail, I don't know what will happen next. I heard the doctors talking, they said I'd be put in a coma if it did fail." Teary green eyes told him, wide and scared.
Katsuki gasps, he didn't want that to happen. Not ever. He found himself wrapping his hands around Izuku and hugging him tightly, his heart speeding up.
What if they failed?
They can fail, he remembers that day so long ago. He remembers letting his explosions out from fear, thinking how Izuku was in the surgery room. He remembers his mom and the nurses trying to calm him down, and remembers how they had to force him to sleep.
He remember the doctor coming out, telling Izuku's mom that the surgery was successful, but Izuku will not be able to walk anymore.
How can a surgery be successful when the patient can't walk anymore?! He wanted answers, he wanted them so badly, wanted to apologize to Deku for being horrible, and causing his injury. He wanted to wrap him in a cocoon ever since, make sure nothing ever touch. He wanted to hit himself every time he thinks that he can be a hero, because he wasn't.
He was a very horrible person.
Of course he doesn't fucking trust doctors, or hospitals. He doesn't trust them anymore because they didn't help Izuku that day, not completely. They failed him.
And he was afraid, so very afraid that they'll fail him again, and-
"-I'd be put in a coma-" He spent a whole week without moving, and it was the worst week of his very short lived life.
Izuku coughs, opening his eyes slowly, and drowsily focused on Katsuki.
"Kacchan?" Panicking, thinking that Izuku would continue sleeping, he immediately lets go and hits his head. Izuku squeaks.
"What was that for?" He said, holding onto where it hurts with new tears now forming. It looked comical enough for Katsuki to know it wasn't serious.
"That's for drooling on me, shitty Deku. Now get up, I want to eat." He demands, standing up and leaving Izuku behind.
"Mean." He heard him complain, but he saw him flying to his wheelchair, so he didn't bother replying.
His hands went up to his chest, trying in vain to slow his rapid heartbeat and hiding his blush from Izuku.
What's wrong with him lately?
0o0o0
"Thankyou Inko-san, I don't know what I would have done without your help." Izuku heard once he entered his house. Blinking from surprise, he quietly pushes himself to the living room doorframe and knelt enough to see what was going on.
He found the detective that has been hanging out with his mom a lot. He was bowing down, his hands clenched tight by his side. Funny, he didn't find any police car outside, but he did notice a black one that was parked a few buildings away.
His mom looked nervous in her spot, looking at something on the couch.
"Shouldn't we bring him to the hospital? It would be better."
"N-No worries mam, I only need a few hours of rest. I am sorry for our intrusion, it is very rude and you must be-" Then the sound of wet coughing was heard. His mother squeaks in her spot and immediately knelt next to the couch.
"You're coughing blood!"
"It happens, don't worry."
"Don't worry! Naomasa-kun, you should have taken him to the hospital immediately, coughing blood is not normal." She despaired, reaching for the tissue box. Izuku didn't know what was going on exactly, but from what he saw, he knew that there was a bleeding man on their couch that needs help.
Raising his hands, he opens the medical cabinet that was located in the bathroom and cautiously pulls on the first aid kit inside, letting it hover to the living room where the detective was also freaking out. When he turns around, most likely going to bring first aid as well, he bumps onto the kit with his forehead.
"What the?" He sees the floating items and pulls them from air, looking at it with oddity.
"Where did this come from?"
"Sorry." He heard from the door frame, looking up he saw Izuku, trying to peek in without being seen.
"Izuku-kun. You're early?" He said, waving at him to come in. Izuku sheepishly comes in, using his quirk to push the wheels. The detective looked at his hands and grimaces. "I'm sorry you had to witness all of this."
"It's okay, if your friend is hurt, then we should help him. Is he going to be okay?"
"He is, he's been through this before. It's only that this time there's more blood than before, but other than that, he's fine."
"He's fine." Izuku heard his mother mutter darkly, before she helped whoever was on the couch up. Izuku blinks in confusion, seeing yellow blond hair. It was a daisy yellow, he saw many colours but never daisy yellow hair. It was too yellow to be real, but his own hair was green, so who was he to say anything about it.
He remembers the daisy Kacchan almost burned once.
The man's eyes were also sunken, very badly, and in a few years of whatever mistreatment he's been doing to them, it would completely be sunken and hollow with only his bright blue eyes shining out. His face looked like a skeleton, and both his cheekbones and chin jutted out sharply.
"Hello, you must be Izuku-kun. I'm Yagi Toshinori, sorry for ruining your blanket." Izuku gapes at him, seeing his all might blanket ruined, drenched to the brim with blood. He didn't know whether to be angry at the man or be worried over him for all the blood coming out of his mouth.
"You should take better care of yourself Yagi-san, people worry about you." The living room fell into silence, Izuku looks up at him innocently as the blond looks back to the small boy, his eyes wide, bright blue shining ominously were surprised.
"Thankyou Izuku-kun for those kind words, I haven't heard them in a long time." Izuku frowns but smiles at him next, not liking what he heard. No one should live their life like that, someone should care about Yagi-san, did he not have any friends or family?
No, he has detective-san, and now he can be his mom's friend too.
"Are you mom's new friend?"
"Ah-"
"Yes he is, Yagi-san and Naomasa-kun are both staying for dinner. So can you help me set up the table, honey?"
"Yeah!" Izuku yells, pushing himself to the kitchen, the detective following behind, worried that the paralysed boy would hurt himself when he does what he was being asked. Yagi was still staring at the duo, blinking a bit before being moved to the bathroom.
"Wash yourself Yagi-san, I'll bring some clothes your size." The older Midoriya said, Toshinori nods in agreement as he was settled on the toilet.
Before she stepped out, the woman stopped, looking down as she brought her hands to her chest. She turns around giving him a smile.
"T-Thank you, Yagi-san, for protecting my son."
"It's Naomasa-kun who you should be thanking, he was the one driving by to check on you two and noticed the villain near Izuku-kun."
"S-Still, thank you for defeating him. A person wouldn't have thought that you were a hero from looks alone."
"Er, this is my secret identity, so it's better that no one suspects as such. Please, call me Toshinori, Yagi-san sounds very formal." He laughs, rubbing the back of his head. Inko blushes at his request and bows down.
"T-Then please call me Inko in return." She runs out of the bathroom to bring the clothes. Toshinori stares at the bathroom tiles, watching it slowly get soaked with his blood.
Villains trying to kidnap children with powerful quirks, despicable.
There was already a large commotion when Endeavor's son getting injured as well, but now? How did they even find out about Midoriya? Even he needed some time to get clearance and learn of what was his situation.
Breathing harshly, took off his white shirt, dumping it on the floor. It didn't matter if it got dirty now, it was already bloodied.
He paused once he realized something.
Naomasa-kun called the older Midoriya as Inko-san.
Chuckling, he realized that the detective really did make a new close friend.
AN:-
Mutant Rice has been brought to you by the user [bakugou_kacchan] of AO3.
I'd like to think that Tsukauchi Naomasa is a very respecting person, and that when he makes friends he'd call them by their first name using –san as an honorific. Also, I don't know what his quirk exactly is. I only gave him the lie detecting ability because on the official twitter account, it said that he's nicknamed the true man. I'm using my creative license here.
Todoroki being attacked is actually his mom dropping boiled water on him, I think Endeavor would be the kind of person who wouldn't let information like that get leaked, so instead explained that a villain attacked his family.
Shinsou was looking at a cat café, but he was too young to be going there alone without adult supervision, at the same time, there was a villain attack nearby. *Shrugs*
Do we have baby shinsou fanart?