Chapter 5

Usually, Izuku would pass the train station to get to school. Today however …

"Who is it? Who's fighting?" He asks enthusiastically, watching a shark like villain going crazy the same time someone jumps above the crowd in high speeds, already figuring it out. "Kamui Wood! The young and talented rising star!"

The man standing next to him chuckles, he turns and looks down at him. "You were the one who was asking, and you gave a perfect answer. You're an Otaku aren't you?"

"Eh-" He gives a nervous laugh, rubbing the back of his head. "Ugh, w-well," He couldn't really answer that without confirming that yes, he is a fan. He stops and looks up, watching with excitement as the hero's hand expands. He saw it, and knew immediately which attack the man was going to use.

"There it is! Pre-emptive-" He was about to yell, raising his fist in excitement, joining the hero in his special move. That was before something large, large enough to block the sun, comes striking from the side hitting the villain.

"Canyon Canon!" A female voice was heard, and Izuku blinks, and had to grab on to his wheelchair's handles with the resultant quake that has come after both figures struck down the ground. Impressively enough, only the ground had been demolished. He looks at the new comer and couldn't help but gape by the fact that she towers over the buildings, she was larger than the villain as well, her horns protruding upwards as if trying to get even more height than she already has, and her eyes were either pink or violet, something he couldn't judge form below.

Was that a new hero? Did the new hero just stole another Kamui's finishing move? Huffing, he laughs at the reaction and wonders how those two heroes will interact in the future, since her first debut literally is a steal.

After the police has cleared out the premise and the news network got their interviews, Izuku found himself writing down his new notes in notebook #13.

Smiling, he hugs the notebook to himself and pushes the wheelchair using his quirk. He was so glad to have forgone his crutches today, standing that long might have hurt him, and he wouldn't be able to write comfortably at all. If he did use them, he would end up floating, and then the police will reprimand him again for his public use of quirk.

He still wore the braces though, to get comfortable with them and in case he would need to stand in the future.

Reaching school, he saw Kacchan, sleeping on his chair with his head down and his leg on the desk, probably a result of late night studying. Chuckling, he leaves his wheelchair next to the door and floats to his desk. Kacchan's ears twitched a bit from the sound.

Just like a dog, now that he thinks about it.

His teacher kept talking while he continued his notes, Katsuki waking up halfway through but stared up at the ceiling instead of acknowledging the start of the class. He was brought back to reality when everyone started using their quirks in the classroom. A pyromancer had her hands upwards, letting flames fly and then fall around her, almost burning his book. Izuku snatched his notebook before the flames could land on it. He glares at his fellow student but turns his attention to the teacher.

"Using your quirks at school is against the rules." He scolds them, but didn't pack any heat in his words, just smiling at all his students. Izuku really wanted him to berate them at that moment.

"Sensei," Everyone stops cheering as they all turned at the speaker. Kacchan smiling viciously at everyone but him. "Don't lump us in with the others, they're pretty much going to end up at the bottom of the pyramid."

Izuku sighs, why did Kacchan had to cause a commotion every chance he got?

Everyone at class started yelling at him, and Izuku couldn't really fault them. He may not remember it well, but Kacchan did use to treat him worse than that. They were kids at that time though, so it might have been their underdeveloped consciousness at work.

Kacchan is still very mean in general.

"You should all shut up, you extra two bits." Izuku drops his head on the desk. Why does he antagonize everyone?

"Oh that's right, you're going to U.A. aren't you?" Their teacher said, looking at the listing paper. The classroom fell into silence, and not a second later whispers started to pass around. Izuku still didn't left his head, not finding any reason too.

"Of course I am." His friend yells, jumping onto the desk – and that's not fair why doesn't he get reprimanded?

Kacchan starts yelling about himself surpassing All Might. Izuku chuckles softly. He never understood that, why All Might, why doesn't he just choose to be a number one hero only instead of focusing on defeating the hero?

What Izuku never realized was that Katsuki was specifically choosing All Might because he was Izuku's favorite hero, and Katsuki wants only himself to be his friend's hero.

"Oh yeah, Midoriya wanted to go to U.A. as well." He looks up at the mention of his name, the same time everyone turns around to stare at him. He could feel the tense atmosphere closing in on himself.

Then everyone starts to laugh, and they're laughing at him.

"Midoriya? No way!" That's when the mocking followed.

He gulps looking down and hiding his head under his arms. This wasn't the first time someone laughed at him, and this really wouldn't be the last time they ever did. Ever since he was little, and people always laughed. At first, for his lack of quirk, then, for being a late bloomer. It's when he got into Junior High that they really started mocking him because of his disability.

While the students who were with him when they were children didn't really think any less of him – unless he counts the annoying girl who keeps hanging onto Kacchan's hands – everyone else just looked at him with pity.

He can see it in their eyes, how they thought that he'd never make it.

It was hard not to lash out on them. He knows that he can be a hero, he doesn't need to be constantly reminded of his inability to walk. And he can walk now! He can! Only for a few minutes and then he'd get tired but he can and tries his best every day to raise the time. T-They don't need to know that, they can just- just-

"You can't just go into U.A. with just studying, Midoriya."

He felt tears coming in his eyes, still hearing the mocking laughter. He felt like he was in a nightmare, glowing red eyes staring at him with the atmosphere turning purple, the laughs now turned into a hollowed echoing sound-

Until an explosion erupted, from none other than Kacchan.

"Shut the fuck up. Deku's going to get in while you extras will end up in some lame unheard of school. Get it? So shut up." He growls. Everyone did stop, fearing getting hurt by him, he kept growling as he sat back down, his narrowed eyes gliding over the room every so often.

Underneath his arms, he smiles.

When the class ended, Kacchan still kept glaring, daring anyone to make a move on his friend or try to ruin his wheelchair like they tried before. When they were all gone and the two were left alone, he sighs and stands up.

"I got to go to the dentist, see you tomorrow?"

"Eh, you're not coming today?"

"Look, Deku. I know you're very happy with your mom getting a boyfriend and all, and I can see you enjoying a family picnic and all that shit, it's spring, so yeah, cheesy scenes isn't my thing. I don't want to see your mom and future step dad sucking face either." Izuku blushes at the mental. Oh god, he never thought about that.

"They're not going to do that when I'm around."

"Argh, they're adults, Deku. They're going to keep thinking about doing it until you disappear from sight."

"That is disgusting, don't say things like that."

"What, Izuchan is still shy about shit like that? How many times did you get confessed to?" Izuku's face probably turned darker with the question. Shishi wasn't the only one who has confessed their feelings to him, and he honestly doesn't know what to do. While didn't want to disappoint anyone, he doesn't really see any point in dating now, not when he had a goal to accomplish.

"Whatever."

"Whatever is right, clueless Deku. I'm out of here. Enjoy the front seats of the kiss show with your parents."

"Kacchaaaan, that's very gross, and he isn't even my dad yet!"

"Hah! Yet!" Kacchan laughs loudly while walking away, Izuku huffs and hovers to his wheelchair. Mean Kacchan, and his mean unnecessary comments. Always putting weird ideas in his mind.

His mom wouldn't do that to him anyways. They're going to a picnic with Mr Toshi and then stay for the Yozakura. Then Kacchan will get jealous and annoyed for messing out on it since his parents also wanted to come as well. He opens his notes, reading through it while letting his quirk move himself away, going to a shortcut he has been using for years now whenever his friend couldn't walk with him.

He was so engrossed with writing, that he hasn't noticed the green sludge crawling over the pavement underneath him, he does however, hear something.

Stopping, he gasps, seeing a-a-

"Villain!" He couldn't remember what happened next. His wheelchair got knocked to the river besides them, he could see the wheel popping out. His legs were lifted off the ground, but not because of his own quirk carrying him, but by a liquid trying to choke the life out of him. His bag dropping on the floor, his notebook on the edge of the pavement and his pencil rolling away.

He panics, and tries to get away, waving his arms in uncoordinated directions while trying to attack with his quirk, causing wind pressure that could detach a small part of the villain's appendages. Yet, the villain kept reforming back to his original body.

"What a strong quirk you have, you'll be dead in 45 seconds anyways, so can you stop using them and let me control your body." He hears the thing voice grates his ear, darkness was surrounding him, his vision going blurry.

"Don't worry young man, for I am here!" Next thing he knew, the villain explodes, and he felt himself being pushed away by whatever force this person has caused. With his hazy vision, he blinks blearily as he falls down, seeing a familiar shape with impossibly yellow hair.

"M-Mr Tosh-" He hits the ground.

0o0o0

He felt a pat on his face, waking him up. Izuku coughs and slowly opens his eyes, wincing at the sunlight.

He always hated sleeping outside because of this. As a child, he couldn't roll or sit up to avoid the rays of pain coming from the orb, and he always needed someone to help him. But this time, something blocks his vision, a smiling face that didn't really reach the eyes of his savoir, as worry seems to paint his expression.

"A-All Might!" He gasps. "You just saved my life." The worry disappears and was replaced by ease.

"Good, good. You were brave, young man, trying to attack the villain without hurting him even in that situation."

"It was kind of stupid." Izuku mutters, sitting up with difficulty, but the large man helped him sit, and he couldn't help but squeak, he didn't know if it was from happiness or embarrassment. He turns around, looking for someone.

"I'm still glad, you have managed to apprehend him until I have reached you. But please, don't go after villains after this." Izuku blinks, did … did All Might that he went looking for someone to fight?

"I-I wasn't." He squeaks loudly, but the man only smiles and stands up, carrying a soda bottle with … is that the villain? How- How is his iris replaced with an X mark? Is that his quirk?

That is the silliest thing he has ever witnessed a quirk doing.

"I have to go now, young man, make sure to go home safely, your mother would be very stressed if you didn't." He says and was about to jump, but Izuku blinks as the sentence caught up to his mind.

Your mother well be stressed out?

His mom is always stressed out, no matter what. He doesn't think that today will do any worse than the usual, so he gambles.

Not a second later, he found himself latching onto All Might's leg, pulling his things to himself at the same time. The wind attacking his face and mercilessly trying to throw him off the hero. All Might noticed and blanched at him.

"What are you doing? You should be down." He tried to push him but Izuku freaks out.

"It's too far a drop!" He yells. "And I- wanted to t-" his face was being slammed by the wind, how can All Might take all of this?! "Talk to you!"

"Alright, just close your eyes and mouth." He heard, and Izuku does so, burying his face on All Might's pants.

After a while, he found himself on the roof, sitting down with wobbly legs, not able to stand after all that he has experienced just now.

"I'm sure the owners of this building well help you out, now I have to go to bring this culprit to the police."

"W-Wait! I want to ask you something." He said, trying to reach out to his hero. The man's back facing him, and he couldn't help but let out everything on his chest.

"Can I become a hero, even if I was disabled?" He shouts letting his head fall down and pressing his eyes closed, All Might stops in his spot, turning around to look at him. "Can someone like me become a hero even with such an obstacle?"

That's when he heard a loud, wet cough, and what was a distinct cloud made out of smoke suddenly appearing in place where his hero stood. Izuku blinks, dragging himself away from it with his hands, surprised by its appearance. It dissipates, his eyes widening at what he saw.

For instead of his hero all might, another stood in his place, a very thing – skeleton, he could hear Uncle Masaru and Kacchan yelling – person bleeding from his mouth, and he gapes.

"W-W-WHAT!?"

"Hello, Izuku-kun." Mr Toshi said, still coughing, and Izuku's mind immediately starts going into overdrive, picking up every detail that he has noticed about both All Might and Mr Toshinori, trying to compare them and gather a complete picture. He remembers when he was released from the sludge villain, and suddenly everything made sense.

He felt so, utterly, stupid. The answer has been in front of his eyes for years, years. How could he not have seen any of this coming? All Might definitely has a civilian identity, there's no way he could walk around all day without causing any kind of commotion from others and end up in the media, and he already knew that his mom's boyfriend was going to teach in Yuuei, that he must be a hero If he was qualified to go there.

He just- he never thought that the – skeleton, they scream again – man could be the one and only ALL MIGHT!

"Oh my god." Realization dawned on him. "My mom's dating the number one hero." He whispers in horror, looking down on his lap, as more realization hit him. "Oh god, my mom was sucking face with All Might."

He heard a choking sound coming from Mr Toshi, and he couldn't help the flush overcoming his face. "I was going to a picnic with All Might today. All Might saw all my memorabilia since I was five. All Might ruined my blanket when I was five. Oh god, oh god, oh god-"

"Izuku …"

"When were you going to tell us? Does mom know? No wait, I'm so stupid, she said you wanted to talk to me, of course she knew. How could she never tell me, she knew how much I looked up to you, she-"

"Loves you very much." He looks up to see Mr Toshi standing there, his chin dripping with blood as he helps him up to his feet, he followed suit with shaking legs. "And wanted to tell you so badly but couldn't because I asked her not to, to keep my secret. I wanted to talk to you about it."

"T-Talk. All Might wanted to talk to me, I never thought I'd ever say that." He mutters, and looks at his all-time hero, and instead sees someone whom has been with him since childhood.

"I-Is coughing up blood a consequence of your quirk, is that why you aren't seen so much lately?" He has to ask, what else could be the reason?

Mr Toshi's – All Might's, he's All Might – smile wanes for a moment before sighing sadly.

"This is a part of the talk that I wanted to talk to you about. It isn't a consequence of my quirk, but a decade old injury." Izuku gasps in horror when Mr Toshi lefts up his shirt to show him a deep swirling scar on his abdomen. "It's also the reason why I don't appear much. I'm on a three hour time limit, and have already spent my daily one today chasing this villain, I'll need to take this sludge villain to Naomasa before-"

Mr Toshi's hands has been moving to his pocket and freezes in place, paling within seconds. Izuku looks down, and realizes why.

The soda bottle that was jailing the sludge villain wasn't there anymore. Izuku's takes a deep breath and holds it in.

Did … did he cause the bottle to fall when he grabbed onto All Might?

"I-I'm so sorry," He starts to cry. He couldn't believe it. First, he was attacked by a villain and couldn't even fight him properly, now, he was the reason it to escape after All Might has fought and has probably spent a whole day chasing it. All that time has gone to waste because of him. He has ruined his wheelchair too, his mom would be so disappointed once he tells her. Wheelchairs are very expensive, repairs are expensive, replacing parts were expensive, but a whole wheelchair?

How can he call himself a hero when all he causes were problems left and right?

"Izuku, just fly home, I'll take care of this. Can you make it till home, right?" Izuku nods slowly, still tearing up.

"I'm so sorry, I didn't mean to, I didn't know, it's all my fault."

"No, young Izuku. It isn't, it's mine, you haven't done anything. I've lost time instead of doing my job faster and you got attacked because of it. Don't cry." He asks, seeming to get that hysteric edge he usually gets when his mom starts crying as well. Blinking the tears away, he nods, and with a shaky breath, starts floating.

"Tell your mother that I'll be late, and we might not have that trip as we have planned." Izuku nods again and starts flying away.

0o0o0

Toshinori sighs.

"So much for having a long conversation." He says, ready to retrace his steps and go look for the villain. He stills however, when he feels an explosion rock throughout the city.

"Don't tell me." He looks up, his glowing eyes growing even brighter in worry, and see a cloud of smoke rising up in the air.

He ran as fast as he could.

He still had a bit of his power even in this form, and used as much as he could without reaching the passive limit on his body. Yet he still struggles, his breath stolen away by every step taken, even after he reaches the scene. His scar was emitting pain all throughout the rest of his body and he couldn't help but clutch it in vain, trying to subdue it.

He could see the heroes in the scene, and right in his sight, the sludge villain that has escaped him this afternoon.

Pathetic.

How could he lose a villain so easily?

He was pathetic. A hero shouldn't feel so helpless, shouldn't be unable to give the help that they promised. He shouldn't be here, without the ability to transform back into his hero self. Now, the enemy has gotten away, and has caught someone in the wake of his mistake.

"Why isn't anyone helping the kid?" He heard a woman ask, someone else answers, but he couldn't focus on them not when his failing was glaring right at him in the form of all of this destruction, decorated in flames, rubble and the smell of smoke evading the air.

He could he let something like this happen?

How could he-

His thoughts were cut off, just in time to see a form with green dark hair, flying towards the villain, and he gasps.

Izuku?!

No! Not him, not-

0o0o0

Izuku's unconsciously moved to the sight of the explosion.

It was a habit, he must concur. Something that he has been doing since he was a child. That's how he met his cat loving friend, who has been very busy lately with his studies to get to his school of choice. That's also how he always gathered as much information as he has, always filling his notes to the brim, and completing twelve notebooks, a thirteenth was in progress.

His floating body stops behind the crowd, held behind by the police force trying to keep them away from danger.

"Why isn't anyone helping the kid?" A woman in front of him asks. Izuku glances at the scene and freezes.

It was the sludge villain.

"The kid's quirk is acting up because of the attack and whatever the villain is doing to him. None of the heroes could get closer without harming him, their quirks aren't working." The man next to her replies.

Izuku was by now, shaking in his spot.

Because of him.

This was happening because of him. He couldn't have let All Might do his job and now the enemy is out here, choking someone else like how he tried to choke him this very morning.

Both his hands moves up, covering his mouth. He felt the taste of vile vomit coming up. Fear, panic and guilt mixing in his psych and causing his distressed reaction. The smell of smoke filling his head.

'I'm so sorry,' He thinks, but no could hear him, defiantly not the victim. 'It's all my fault. I'm so sorry, so sorry, I'm-'

That's when the villain moves slightly upwards, showing a wild mane of blonde hair and closed eyes.

Familiar hair, with a familiar face.

When the victim's eyes opens up, showing a fear filled emotion behind blood red eyes that shined a bright orange.

He gasps.

Before he could even know it, he throws himself between the crowd, escaping the hold of the police officer, feeling the air hitting his face, smoother than what he felt this morning but the intense feeling multiplied.

"KACCHAN!" His friend's red eyes were now wider, desperation coming in, and he did the first thing he could when he couldn't stop himself from flying.

He throws his bag, successfully hitting the villain's eyes.

The monster yells from pain, giving him an opening, one that he has taken advantage of by blasting small area from the sludge's body, letting Kacchan have a bit more space to move freely.

"DEKU! GET AWAY FROM HERE!" He yells, but Izuku couldn't, he grabs onto Kacchan's hands, trying to fly backwards hoping that his friend would be pulled.

He needs to do this, he has to do this, not after Kacchan gave him that look.

Not after everything Kacchan has ever done for him, he couldn't. He felt tears sliding down his face. He couldn't believe it. Even in this situation, he was crying.

"Not when you looked like you were asking for help." Just as he said that, he felt the villain's tendrils slamming onto his stomach, pushing him away, with his hands letting go of Kacchan. His friend's hands trying to reach back with his fingers.

'I'm sorry.' Was the last thing he thought, falling on the ground and watching the villain's hand about to slam him down, knowing that this could be the last thing he would see.

0o0o0

"You can't just go into U.A. with studying alone, Midoriya."

"Midoriya! No way!"

"Are you sure you want to be a hero? There are other better and much more suited jobs for you."

"I'm scared, Izuchan, I worry about you."

"You could be a great analyst,"

"Your son might never walk again."

"He's a hopeless case."

I-

"I'd advise you stop perusing a cure."

"He'll need straps, he can't even move his back."

P-Please-

"Spinal cord injury-"

"Useless Deku thinks he can be a hero, when he can't even walk."

I can! I can! Please, listen to me.

"Let's see if he can fight back without his wheelchair."

"Hero Analytics for the future? That's really childish Midoriya."

It's not childish, he can be a hero, he wants to be a hero, just like All Might, and just like Kacchan. He wants to help people, he wants save as much as he can, he wants.

A voice he hasn't heard in a very long time spoke.

"I don't want a quirkless child."

Pain laces into his mind and heart, tears falling down.

He was pathetic, he was so pathetic, he can't do anything, not in time, not when needed, because he was pathet-

0o0o0

"I am pathetic." Izuku hears, snapping his eyes open, he found himself being supported by large arms holding onto him from the back, without touching the ground, and his leg already trying to slip upwards to the sky as a result of his quirk. All Might stood above him, blocking the sludge's attack with his other arm.

"All Might …?"

"Because, unlike me, you did what heroes should have done. Pro heroes are always risking their lives for others!" He yells, managing to grab hold of both him and Kacchan, his glowing blue eyes moving upwards ready to punch, and blood dripping down his chin.

"Detroit Smash!" Izuku felt himself being pushed away from the resulting air current, his body wobbling to the back and Kacchan managing to hold onto him before they could be separated again. He didn't do as he should have and kept his eyes and mouth open, feeling the full force of the hit.

When the pressure was gone, they both dropped on the ground, feeling like their life has just been sucked out of them. All Might standing in front of them, giving his back. Kacchan's hands were shaking, but they were still on him, as if he was making sure he was alright.

There wasn't any fire anymore … in fact, rain has started to pour.

"Amazing!" Someone yells. He felt a droplet of water hitting his forehead.

"You mean … he changed the clouds movement with punch alone…" he could hear the horrified whisper. All Might slowly brings his fist up, making everyone cheer.

Izuku just wanted to give up and sleep right then.

Three villain attacks were enough for one day, thank you very much.

After that, the heroes managed to collect every scattered part of the villain, giving it to the police. Something that was incomprehensible to him. If heroes had problem containing the sludge quirked villain, then how can police men do so? Was there someone with a jailing quirk in the force? Is that how they manage to contain criminals?

These questions were never answered, not by a police officer, and neither by Uncle Naomasa.

Both he and Kacchan were moved to the curve, him being scolded by the heroes while Kacchan was getting praise. He was pretty sure that his friend will explode any second from how irritated he seems.

"You could have gotten yourself killed!" Izuku winces, the roadblock hero still spouting off his admonishment. Kamui wood looked just as irritated.

"And using your quirk! You only use your quirk when you are being attacked! Not to save someone else!"

"B-But heroes always save someone else with their quirks!" Izuku hastily replies, still nervously looking down and feeling himself sweat. The muscled grey haired hero groans, pinching the bridge of his nose. Kamui Wood was the one who spoke.

"We are licensed to use our quirks young man, the saving business isn't a child's play, we take our jobs seriously and make sure there is the least amount of collateral damage as possible. I'm afraid we'll have to take you to a juvenile case for vigilantism, even if your intentions were admirable." He sighs, looking at him sadly. Izuku freaks out, he couldn't go to court! What would his mom say? He already lost a wheelchair today, and almost got killed, now this!?

"I-I'm licensed too! J-Just wait-" He reaches for his backpack, opens the zipper and blinks at the bento inside.

Oh yeah, he was meaning to give Katsuki his rice today, but didn't have the time to.

Shaking his head, he takes it out and puts it on the ground, rummaging through his other things.

Kamui Wood and Death Arms give each other apprehensive looks that Izuku couldn't see.

That's when he found it, he cheers in glee and takes out his wallet, opening it and taking out his blue license card.

Death Arms curses while Kamui Wood slouches a bit.

"Paramedics! We need paramedics here!" Death Arms calls out, two of them looks up and runs to them after applying bandages on someone else. The wood hero crouches in front of him, pushing his license back into his wallet, and holding onto his shoulder.

"Listen, young man. Technically, I can't arrest you, but … please, please watch yourself next time. Do not throw yourself in danger needlessly." Izuku frowns.

"But I can take care of myself." The man tightens his clutch.

"You are too young to understand this, but just having the license doesn't enable you to always use your quirk. These license are issued to make sure your life is easier than it is, not for you to needlessly abuse its use."

"B-But-"

"What's your disability?" The wood hero cuts him off, and Izuku gulps, looking down and feeling tears ready to be spilled.

"I'm paralyzed … from the waist down. My quirk lets me fly." The hero nods and looks up at the approaching paramedic.

"You'll need to bring a wheelchair." He tells him, and the man nods, stepping down to check on Izuku to find out the exact injury, the other one going to the ambulance to bring one.

"I use braces, I don't need a wheelchair."

"After what happened, please use one, for the ease of my mind." Kamui Wood asks, Izuku's mouth were downwards and nods.

0o0o0

Walking – wheeling – home, in his newly issued – temporarily – wheelchair, Izuku hugs his notebook to himself.

He was such a failure, and now, heroes had talked him down from using his license like he has done for the past year. He rubs his eyes and blinks, now wishing for tissues badly.

"Mom must be so stressed, but she didn't see the news yet, because she didn't send any messages." He mutters loudly, rubbing his arms. How was going to explain the whole day to his mom, plus the fact that they couldn't go to picnic or do the Yozakura that they've been wanting to for a while with the Bokagous.

He bets that mom and Mr Toshi wanted to do it much more than he did.

"Deku!" he hears, looking up, he smiles tiredly at his running friend, anger and rage apparent on his face.

"You are a fucking idiot?! My eyes looked like they were calling for help? HUH?! OF COURSE THEY WERE CALLING FOR HELP! I was choking?!" He shouts, and Izuku cringes. Great, being scolded by pro heroes was not enough already.

"I-I- thought you would get hurt idiot …" He was surprised to find Kacchan's bag dropped on the floor, his friend kneeling in front of him, his hands reaching his face and holding it.

"You are a damn idiot. Please don't risk your life again."

"Kacchan …" Not him too, he could handle heroes telling him that he can't be a hero himself, he doesn't need his best friend to tell him the same thing.

"You have the biggest brain that I know, why didn't you fucking use it?! Next time think up a better strategy than swooping down and grabbing me like I'm some damned damsel in distress. Fucking idiot, Deku!" Izuku blinks, his mind catching up on what his friend said, and started giggling.

Why did he ever doubt Kacchan of all people? His friend never cared if he couldn't walk, he always rooted for him, always. He reaches out to the blonde and hugs him. Kacchan freezes but slowly, his hands circles around him, completing the hug.

"I'm so happy." Izuku sniffs, and he could feel Kacchan huffing.

"Me too." He says letting go of him and giving him a look, something that Izuku didn't understand, but he could tell that fondness was mixed in. "Make sure you get home with no problems."

Izuku gave him a goofy smile, Kacchan scrunches his nose and punches his arms.

"I will." Kacchan stands up, stares at him for a second more and the turns around, walking towards his neighborhood. Smiling, Izuku happily turns his wheelchair around was about to move, when something barges in front of him.

"I am here!" All Might shouts, scaring the living day lights out of him. Izuku's first reaction was screaming, then exclaiming his name.

"What are you doing here? Weren't you talking to the reporters?" All Might laughs as a response.

"I got away from them was a piece of cake, I am after all," He flexes his arms and just shy of saying his name once, before smoke erupted the scene, All Might turning into the familiar figure of Mr Toshi.

It was still strange, to think about happened today, so many revelations were too much for him to handle in such a small period of time, and he needs rest to comprehend them all.

"I think, our conversation has been long overdue."

"D-Do you think that's my fault." Chuckles Izuku, Mr Toshi's stern face turns into a grinning one, relief filling in place.

"You scared me today."

"I'm sorry."

"Your mother would have been devastated."

"I said I'm sorry."

"But, you did what every hero has probably experienced." Izuku blinks in confusion. "Your body moved before you could think, saving the person who was in need was the only thing in mind. Was it not?"

Izuku's clutch on his notebook was getting worse.

"You will be a great hero." Mr Toshi said softly.

More tears, more blasted tears! He really was a cry baby, when can he stop, please stop falling. They're- They're-

Tears of happiness.

All his life, he was hurdled with obstacles that wants to prevent him from reaching his goals, and now, with both his heroes supporting him … he feels like he could do anything.

"Thank you." He whispers.

0o0o0

"I have been looking for a successor for decades." Toshinori tells him, cradling the ice-cream cone close to himself on the roof. Inko by his side and Izuku between them. Inko was too protective, fearing that her son might slip, which was ridiculous, her son can move rivers if he wanted to, slipping when you can't even easily move isn't something you should fear. Not to mention that the roof was flat.

But he yields, and enjoys this moment of watching the starry sky on the roof of the Midoriya's apartment building when they were sure they were alone for now. The sun hast started to settle, the dark haired boy sulking at his mother's fussing. Inko took out a handkerchief when she saw him dripping ice-cream all over his face.

He planned on talking to them during a Yozakura instead of on top of a roof.

"After my injury, I tried to do a multitude of surgeries to fix the original problem. I never managed to expand my stomach, it's a line now instead of an acidic pouch. It's the reason I never got any fat on me in my real form, no matter how much your mother feeds me." Inko huffs in dejection, he smiles sheepishly at her.

"So, your sickness is reason you want to pass down your mantel?" Izuku asks, frowning. Toshinori shook his head, not knowing how to tell him. Inko has accepted the fact that he has been wanting for Izuku to be the next symbol of peace and hope, although after many shouting received from her. It was however, all Izuku's choice.

Not to forget, the fact that he couldn't give him his quirk, not when Izuku's muscles didn't grow easily with his injury. His arm and upper body muscle might have been well developed, but the rest of his body didn't.

He didn't want to risk his health.

"My quirk, I wanted to give away my quirk." Izuku's head snaps at his direction, looking at him with surprised.

"What?"

"Izuku, you are fourteen years old, not four." Inko softly mutters, wiping his face again, the boy sulks.

"My quirk has been a topic of debate for a long time. Newspapers has called it a strength quirk, or a boost. I always dodged the questions sent my way by a joke when they wanted know more about it. I tried my best to keep it a secret. In reality … I was born Quirkless."

"… W-What?!"

"Yes. My quirk has been passed down to me by my sensei, it is like the Olympic torch, passed down to every generation. It cultivates strength for the next user to use."

"By strength, you mean quirk strength, or body strength?" Izuku asks, Toshinori chuckles, for of course Izuku would ask for the details. Unfortunately for him, he doesn't have any.

"I don't know the specifics, Izuku-kun. I only know that unless your body muscles doesn't match, it could lead to injuries for every time you do use it."

"Oh …"

"It was why I have always been hesitant, I have already thought of you as my successor not a year after meeting you. You always exhibited heroic tendencies, and your caring nature also cemented my decision. However, I fear that I have to find someone else to carry the torch."

"But I can train, I'll be worthy of your quirk Mr Toshi!"

"I know that you would, and that you wouldn't give up, however …" Here, he looks up at Inko, whom had a devastated scared look on her as she looks at her child. "You already are powerful without me helping along, you could easily become the symbol of peace and hope without it. And … we worry about you Izuku-kun. Don't take it as pity, but Inko is still your mother, and she always worries, especially with the consequences of my quirk."

He sighs, knowing that the next sentence will be very important.

"And as your future step-father, I will worry as well."

Izuku blinks, the sounds of the insects now filled the void that the noise has left. Inko and Toshinori held their breath as they watched his reaction, wanting to know how he would take the news.

"W-Wait, what?! Mom? Mr Toshi? Like … seriously? Since when?" Inko relaxes, looking very happy and excited with her son's approval. Yagi didn't know how tense he was either, until Izuku showed that he agreed.

"Why didn't you tell me before? Since when? You guys only started dating for like two months? Don't you think you guys are moving too fast?" Inko coughs, trying to hide her blush behind her fist, Toshinori himself rubs the back of his neck.

"It hasn't exactly been two months Izuchan." His mother told him, and Izuku scrunches his nose.

"Yeah, I know that you guys liked each other for as long as I remembered, but you guys only confessed recently … unless …"

"Ugh …"

"We are very bad at communicating." Toshinori decides to intervene, looking down. He hears Izuku's loud laugh and turns at him with a questioning brow.

"I mean, I understand mom, but who would have though All Might being socially awkward?"

"I am not socially awkward."

"I was in the fifth grade when you two guys met, I'm going into high school soon." They fell into silence, the child lays down on the ground, just as the stars start to appear. The two adults only realized this now, after being bluntly told by the child.

"Are we going to change our names?"

"No. For your safety, we decided that it was for the best that you kept yours." Izuku grimaces, then pulls himself closer to his mother and mumbles something into her skirt. His mother frowns as she leans down to hear what he was saying, and sighs sadly.

"It's not fair, he never cared about us, never visits, and I bet he doesn't even know that I'm using braces now. Why do we have to end up with his name, instead of someone who clearly loves you?"

"I know honey, but we all know that it's better this way."

"Yes, it is. Even if I did evade any reveal of my civil identity since my debut, I will not guarantee that it will stay anonymous for much longer. It is better to know that you two are safe this way." He says, their safety is a priority, especially after what happened today. Inko jumped at them the moment they stepped home and cried her eyes out, witnessing everything on the news, and admonishing both of them for their reckless behavior. She specifically told Izuku that she knew he could do better, and then turned at him yelling that he should have been taking better care of himself first before starting to chase a villain for half a day like he has done. Then she starts berating him for forgetting the groceries that they were going today.

It was a terrifying sight, and he fears the day Izuku might start showing her anger, for he was sure that the boy has inherited it.

"I understand." Izuku mumbles and lets go of his mom's skirt, but there was a grin on his face.

"So … when's the wedding?"

"…" Toshinor doesn't have an answer, he looks up at Inko who also looked like she was lost of words.

"We were planning on a private wedding. With only a few witnesses, nothing too big." Inko says, Izuku's face morphed into that of sadness.

"But … mom, you deserve a great wedding."

"Oh Izuchan, what did I do to deserve you." She mumbles into his hair, making him giggle.

Toshinori smiles, this … this is going to be his family, and he would protect them with his life.

"I don't have many co-workers to invite for my side of the hall." He chimes in, they both turn around, looking at him, in perfect synchronization. Making him jump with surprise.

"What do you mean you don't have co-workers? Uncle Naomasa! And any police officer who knows about your situation."

"So only the chief." He sighs, both mother and son look at each other, having a whole conversation with looks alone before turning back at him.

"You can make friends at U.A. honey, it isn't going to be hard." She tells him, but he sags in himself.

Not hard my a—

While he was charismatic in his other form, this form doesn't aspire the confidence that he gives to his fans. Normal life to life situations evaded him as time passed by, becoming disconnected with the others his age and having no ability to connect with the younger generation.

He was just lucky that Naomasa was a very friendly man, even as a police rookie.

"How about next year?" He suggests.

"When spring comes?" Inko lights up, he smiles fondly at her, knowing that it was her favorite season, filled with Sakura trees, light breezy and rain, and many other colorful plants.

"We'll at least have signed the papers by then."

"I do want a fancy ring Toshi." She says, making him smile awkwardly. He didn't forget that, of course he'd remember it. How could he not? He turns and finds Inko's face close to his, giving him that questioning look.

He took the chance and gave her a peck on the cheek. Izuku makes a noise.

"If you guys are going to suck face, can I go down first?"

"Izuku!" His mother yells, Izuku laughs as he flies off, out of reach of either their hands. He still laughs loudly as he does a flip and glides downward, Inko making a crossed sigh, shaking her head. He only gapes at them, feeling his face turning red.

"I swear, Katsuki is teaching him bad things on purpose. Masaru has been just like him when he was that age." She mutters but then turns around, he looks away, trying to hide his blush in vain, she chuckles.

"Are you really embarrassed?"

"Inko, the furthest we ever got was sleeping together platonically. Of course I am." He felt hands on his cheeks, turning him around. His eyes focused on hers.

While Izuku's eyes were an emerald green that shines in the sun, hers were a much more muted green, mixed in with a sort of grey that could be mistaken for black from afar. But there was no mistaken where he has gotten his traits.

Both of their eyes shine in happiness, and it was adorable looking at them when they get excited whenever a topic of interest come up.

He suddenly felt himself being pulled sharply down at Inko, his arms flailing behind him, and he felt his lips touching hers.

AN:-

If I'm being honest, this might as well be my parents when they got engaged. I don't even think they got a wedding, only signed the marriage papers. They're still married two decades later.