Chapter 8
He got into a team with Uraraka. Kacchan got into a team with Iida. Kacchan's team were supposed to protect the nuclear from him and Urarak.
Even then, Izuku found himself running away from Kacchan, who was totally ignoring the assignment.
"DEKU!"
"I said I was sorry!" Izuku yells, giving away his place and dodging the explosion that came his way easily to the side.
Kacchan was still angry.
"Why didn't you fucking tell me?!"
"I couldn't, he made me and mom promise not to tell anyone, even your parents didn't know!"
"My parents will catch up on it." Katsuki screams, in his ear piece, Iida was trying to talk to the enraged blond, but to no avail. In the watch room however, All Might was very afraid. None of the students are listening to what's going on in the footage, but they all looked nervous.
"O-Oi, I thought they were like childhood friends." Kirishima mutters, All Might narrows his eyes when Izuku found himself in a dead end. Katsuki takes out his ear piece and hiding it in his pocket.
"He really is brash." He comments.
"Deku, give me your ear piece." Kacchan demands, Izuku floats back. In his ear piece, Uraraka tells him not to.
"P-Please calm down Kacchan. I really couldn't tell you anything."
"We are not having this conversation unless your earpiece is closed off." The blond growls, Izuku gulps and takes out his earpiece, still not giving it to his currently enraged friend.
"All Might …" He starts immediately, and Izuku shakes in his spot.
"Y-Yeah."
"… Is fucking your mom."
"K-Kacchan! That's very vulgar." He doesn't need that kind of mental image in his mind!
"And you piece of shit never thought of telling me?!" He steps, his grenade like gloves lighting up. Izuku looks at it ominously.
"P-Please calm down."
"Calm down. You want me to calm down when my best friend decided to keep the biggest secret he could from me!"
"You already knew he was a hero!"
"Thinking he's a hero is different from thinking he's the number one hero!"
"There's a reason why I couldn't tell you, or anyone! Mom didn't tell me until I figured it out on myself!"
"Stop lying to me." Kacchan yells. An explosion coming out of his hands. "Your mom never keeps anything from you."
"I'm not lying, she really didn't tell me. I found out the day the sludge villain attacked."
"That's about eleven months ago, you shitty Deku." He roars, aiming his explosion at him. Deku's eyes went wide as he raises his hands, creating a force field that surrounds him in a sphere. The force coming from the punch was too much for Izuku and finds himself pushed away from his spot.
What neither of them thought at the moment, is that when Izuku freaks out, he does it thoroughly.
He found himself panicking, attacking at any direction he could, probably dismantling the ceiling at the same time, or pulverizing the ground. Feeling the rubble flying all over them, and hitting his friend at the same time.
He gapes as he felt wind touching his face, a wind that shouldn't be felt inside a building. He searches for a wall, or what used to be a wall, seeing as he went past by it without hitting any concrete or cement like obstacles.
His friend somehow managed to knock him out of the building.
Kacchan's grin immediately fell off at the sight of his friend falling.
"Izuchan!?" He yells out, Izuku blinks and activates his quirk before he could hit ground, watching the first floor as his friend bellows out his name. Not a second later, Kacchan jumps out of the smoke, obviously ready to plummet himself on the ground just to get to him.
Izuku waves his hands at him, stopping him from doing such a thing, and suspending him mid-air.
Kacchan had a very terrified face that relaxed once he sees him, only for him to regain a frightened look a second later.
"Fuck. FUCK."
"Kacchan, are you alright now?"
"I swear to god Izuku, if you don't put us on the ground right now-" Izuku immediately settles the both of them safely on the curve. Kacchan's trembling hand found his face once he did, checking for any injury there. Izuku felt his head being tugged to the side and examined by his friend needlessly.
This wasn't new, not really.
Even as children, they ended up fighting. Unfortunately, for everyone around them, their quirks weren't really designed for a friendly fight. He remembers once being so stressed about Kacchan stomping on a lady bug that all the branches from the tree they were sitting underneath snaps, falling on them.
Kacchan once blew up the cafeteria, all because he took the last jelly cup. They were actually lucky for never getting caught that day, Kacchan wasn't the only fire based user at school after all.
He was so used to this.
Snap.
Fight.
Someone almost gets hurt.
The other turns into a mother hen. Usually, it was Kacchan that does, his hands invading his personal space to check on his health. Always frantic and always mumbling admonishment for the both of them.
And once he was done.
He gets punched in the arm.
This time was no different, Kacchan's expression close to a boiling point. Izuku looks down timidly.
"I'm really sorry …"
"I should be sorry, I knocked you out of the building." He mumbles, but Izuku sends him grin. Before Kacchan could notice, Izuku jumps at him, giving him a hug.
"That was so cool! When did you get so strong?"
"It's my new gear, I asked for ones that'll help make my explosions stronger."
"As expected from Kacchan, not designing an impractical suit." The green haired child laughs. They both look up when the speaker makes a sound.
"Hero team, wins!"
They both blinked, and then considered the building that was idly sitting behind them at the same time. That's when they start bursting out laughing.
"I can't believe we forgot about the exercise."
"Uraraka won on her own. She's also amazing." Izuku said, Katsuki frowns but shakes his head and helps his friend up.
"I don't think I can fly back to the watch room."
"You're just being lazy. You can stay a whole day flying with no problem." His friend rebukes him, but Izuku moans and lets himself slump on his friend. "Fine. Lazy piece of-"
He didn't finish the sentence, helping Izuku on his back.
"I used my barrier today. It's very tiring."
"You're still lazy, you can practice it." He grumbles, and stops when he sees Robot freak helping Angel face out of the building. The girl sends a thumbs up, Izuku sends on back.
"Bastards, planned this from the beginning."
"Yeah. All Might gave us the building structure after all, I'm just lucky that I hit the ceiling along with the rest of the room." Izuku says proudly.
He missed Katsuki's tiered look.
0o0o0
Katsuki sits in the back, right next to a napping Izuku.
He looks at the screen above and clenches his teeth.
He almost hurt Izuchan. He almost freaking hurt him. His hands twitches from the irritation. Needing a sort of release for his explosions. He keeps replying what happened in mind for the rest of the time as he glares at the screen and at every other person who showed even more talent than he did.
He wants to tremble, to crash down on the floor.
For in that very morning, he saw Izuchan fall out of a building.
… He was the reason for such a fall. He was the fucking reason. H-How? HOW?!
He promised himself to protect him, to never hurt him. Yet he was the cause of his friend falling out from a height once more.
He clutches his head and made sure not to let anyone see his breakdown.
He used his quirk. Izuku got hurt from it. He got pushed. He fell.
Just … like … that day …
It felt like he was back on the bridge. Seeing his friend scream, misstep and falling off of it. He remembers trying to reach him, trying to hold out his harm for Izuku to grab back.
But this time, smoke obscured his view. This time, Izuku was already hurt, and spent a very long time to get where he is, just being able to stand without help. This time … this time … he would remember.
Next thing he knew, he cracks the bench he was sitting on. Waking up Izuku in the process.
"Kacchan?" He asks dazedly.
"Nothing."
"Something's bothering you." He concludes, because of course Izuku would know that instantly, even if he just woke up.
"Yeah. It's me getting jealous that you can sleep when I'm stuck watching half and half fighting there. Better than me."
"All you have to do is practice." Izuku sang the last part, and had to dodge a newly aimed punch to his arms. He grins at him, and the blond found himself gulping, turning the other way to hide the blush.
"Iida-kun must be happy to be the MVP today."
"Yeah, the nerd totally would be." They look at the person concerning the conversation. They found him concentrating deeply on the others in class. Urararak chatting happily with the toad like girl that they saw the day before.
"It's already the second day, and it's hectic."
"I jumped out of a building for you, you don't have the right to call it hectic." Katsuki boasts, his friend rolls his eyes.
"I got jumped out of a building because of you, don't be so proud." He replies and looks at the screen, letting the battle catch his attention.
Izuku never realized his friend freezing up at his sentence, as air somehow stopped flowing into his lungs.
Katsuki's slowly turns to look at his currently occupied friend, clenching his fist.
'Never again.'
0o0o0
Smiling sheepishly, Recovery girl glares at Toshinori before moving him to the bed.
"Honestly. How can you let this happen to a student, your son none the less? You should have brought him here earlier."
"I didn't get hurt, just a few scratches." He said, only to be silenced when Recovery girl glares at him. If there was one thing Izuku learned this past week, it's to let elders rant as much as they want. So he swallows down his pride and smiles at her, shutting up completely.
"Young Izuku could handle himself very well Recovery Girl, I did check for any injury, and when it was deemed non-threatening, I thought it better for him to stay in the lesson."
"None the less, Yagi-kun, always bring a child here if they were attacked. If it isn't physical, it might be mental." She admonished him. She stops checking him and kisses him on the cheek. Izuku looks in wonder at his scratched hands and watches as it heals and seals itself.
"Now, don't go pulling any of those stunts again. I don't want you to end up like this idiot, always injuring himself." She said, pointing at the blond. Toshinori drops his head at the clear insult, but couldn't deny her claim.
Once done, Izuku found himself floating back to his classroom. He arrived in the beginning of the lesson, and made sure to ignore his teacher's narrowed eyes as he gave him the nurse's note. Once the lesson was done, he found himself apologizing to Kacchan once again, his friend only glaring at him half-heartedly.
"It's alright, Izuchan. I got overboard." He mutters, but Izuku found himself smiling at him either way.
Suddenly, a rough mesh of red hair has invaded his view. Kacchan was slightly pushed, his eyes twitching at the interruption and invasion of his privacy. The owner of the red hair was the same person who was annoying Kacchan for a couple of days now, or as Kacchans sees it anyways.
"Your quirk is so cool!" He said loudly, and was pushed away by Kacchan's hands, mildly smoking from annoyance. Another person stepped up and started talking, his sleeves had bumps in them, and Izuku remembered him as the guy with the tape like quirk.
"The way you just fly around and dodge everything. Bakugou couldn't even touch you … that's until he practically threw the building at you."
"You were amazing, he couldn't even touch you!" A pink skinned girl with black sclera and golden eyes appears. She looked like an easily excited type of person, more so than Uraraka.
"You showed a lot of skills in that fight, and we just all had to give it our all as well." Someone with a big muscular build told him as he stands behind his friend, Kacchan glares at him from behind his seat before looking back to the front. His hands seemed to smoke up a bit before returning back to normal, sulking at something that Izuku couldn't understand.
Then the blond with the French – or Italian since he wasn't sure – accent starts speaking up.
"You were far from elegant, but you were amazing, like a bird soarin-" The alien like girl that he partnered up with earlier cuts him off, jumping.
"You were amazing, he couldn't even touch you!" Her blond partner doesn't show his annoyance, but it was obvious that he was annoyed by her action.
As for him, found himself floating back a bit from the sudden entourage, blushing at their compliments.
"T-Thank you!"
"You're welcome." The red head replies. He then points at himself, and Izuku couldn't help but notice the scar on his right eye. "I'm Kirishima Eijiro, we're all planning to go train later."
He points at himself and the arm padded person behind him, who starts speaking. "I'm Sero Hanta."
"I'm Yuga Aoya-" The blond was about to say but gets cut off as the pink girl jumps again.
"I'm Ashido Mina!" She waves her arms, Yuga staring at her not showing his emotions. Izuku couldn't help but feel pity for the blond, to be cut off so much by her must be irritating.
"I'm Asui Tsuyu. Call me Tsu." The frog like girl that he keeps noticing suddenly appears from behind Ashido, her face seeming to be in a permanent state of wide opened eyes and a smile. Izuku felt like blushing more, since he really didn't know her well and she still asked him to call her by a nickname.
"And I'm Sato!" The large man leans over to be in the same height level with everyone. Kacchan growls, seeing as more of his personal space is still being invaded. Then a very short person jumps in front of him, scaring him in the process.
"And I'm Mineta!"
"I-I'm Midoriya Izuku, nice to meet you all." He says, doing a mock bow by only leaning to the front. He knew it was rude, but he couldn't do a full bow without hurting himself, it was still a greeting either way. It was better than nothing.
"So, Monsieur Midoriya, are you like me?" Yuga asks, wait … was his first or last name Yuga? Turning to look at him, the glittery like purple eyes looks at him with interest as he waits for an answer. His head between his hands.
"Huh?"
"Are you of mixed heritage, for I've never seen another fully blooded Japanese person with freckles, they all try to hide it, when yours simply have a permanent presence on your face?"
Was that realy a good hunch to base someone's heritage of, he wonders.
"Oh yeah! You do look kind of mixed." Ashido says, tilting her head as she starts thinking, but immediately turns to look at Yuga. "Oh, so that's why you're all weird. It doesn't matter anyways. I mean, I don't look human, none the less Japanese." She told him, laughing loudly. The frog girl looks at them before pointing at herself.
"I have a frog quirk. But I still look Japanese."
Someone in the background says something suspiciously like "I have a bird head." But it seems like he wasn't in their conversation and rather was talking to someone else. Another person laughs at him saying "I have a tail."
"Why does it matter how we look? All Might looks American, but he's still the greatest hero in Asia! And hey, there are people out there with antlers! There's no point in caring how you look." Kirishima says proudly.
"Yeah? I bet you never met an elder then." Seto comments, grimacing. "My great grandma isn't very accepting. I understand the whole 'preserve your culture' and with our epidemic of low birth rates, I guess there is a bit of concern about Japanese people and their heritage."
Everyone looks at Seto in surprise, never imagining him to be the sort of person to think about these things. Once he notices everyone's eyes on him, he sweats and waves his arms. "S-Sorry! My dad works in immigration, I know a lot about this."
"Wow, and here I thought my grandparents are unaccepting. They wouldn't let my cousin marry anyone out of their village." Seto mumbles, not intending for anyone to hear but Izuku was sure that some of them did. Shaking his head, Izuku smiles at them.
"Y-Yeah, my father isn't Japanese. I don't want to talk about him though."
"And if you guys like your appendages un-scorched, you better not ask him about it too." Kacchan seethes loudly, resulting in everyone jumping away from, except for himself. The ash blond boy points at himself.
"I am a freaking blond. My mother's side has been since quirks started. All these talk about heritage and looks are pointless. What really matters," Here, her grins. "Is that if one of this traditionalist speak up about it, I can torch them. Then let's see if their blood is as amazing as they think it is."
The whole class was left speechless, all giving him warry looks. He scoffs and pushes his table with his legs.
"I'm leaving. Don't wait up on me Deku, I got an errand to do." He told him, grabbing his gym bag and stomping his way out. Before he closes the door however, he turns and gives them all an amused expression.
"I can't even tell if Deku has black or green hair, and you guys are wondering about his freckles?" He said pointing at him, Izuku laughs as his friends shuts the door loudly, his steps could be heard as he moves. The rest of his classmates all look at each other in unease.
"H-Hey, did he say that he would attack someone if they disagreed with him?" Seto asks, Sero shrugs in response. But Kirishima stares at the door with awe.
"It's as I expected, he really is manly! Protecting what he believes in no matter what."
"You really like him?" Izuku wonders, and Kirishima turns around swiftly, nodding.
"I admire him." He said.
Izuku, for some odd reason, found himself wanting to let his smile drop. But couldn't out of politeness.
Kirishima has been hanging all over Kacchan recently. Izuku couldn't really fault him, Kacchan is amazing. But something inside him, a feeling that felt impure, fills the inside of his heart.
W-What was he thinking?
Kacchan's amazing, and everyone should know that. He was always treated as a delinquent when they were children, but it couldn't be helped if his personality was a bit intense. In reality however, Kacchan has a caring heart. He always protected him, always made sure he was alright, always helped him.
So he deserves recognition for once, deserves someone to compliment him other than himself.
"I admire him too."
He still felt tightness around his heart.
Yuga gives him what he suspiciously thought as a knowing look. But that couldn't be true, Yuga doesn't seem like the type to show anything but a smile on his face.
0o0o0
Katsuki finally finds All Might, it wasn't in the teacher's lounge as he has first thought, rather in at the main gate. The man only wore a smile, his eyes didn't convey anything.
"You're a bastard you know." He told him, and the man seems to falter.
"Young Bakugou-"
"No. You're a bastard. Forcing Izuchan to keep a secret like that."
"It was for everyone's safety."
"Is it? Or is it for your conscious? Because you weren't letting Izuku's rest either." He spat at him, stomping a leg at his direction.
"Fuck you. Symbol of peace my-"
"Bakugou." All Might cuts him off but that only angered the teen more.
"What if something happens! What if some villain gets a lead of who you are and targets him and Aunty Inko!? Do you think you can protect them then? DO YOU?!"
"Bakugou-"
"Shut up. Just shut up. First of all, you don't have the right to talk. How the fuck did I miss the fact that All Might is Izuchan's dad? You guys wear the same fucking suit! You drive me every day and I saw you already in this form in the entrance ceremony. Then you had the audacity to not let Aunty Inko talk about this to Izuchan! Then force him as well not to talk about it? Do you think me and my family are idiots? Do you think we would go to anyone and tell them about this? Because I can sure as hell just tell my dad about this, and even if his quirk isn't for fighting, he would whoop your ass."
"Young Bakugou, please-"
"And you should have told us! We would make sure that those two dorks are safe. You should have- You should-" He starts tearing up before fiercely rubbing them away. He then points at the larger man, his expression showing absolute loathing.
"You are a douche." He declares before stomping away, going home. All Might slumps a bit, his face showing shame even with his smile in place. It was a few minutes later that he was joined by a green haired boy, looking at him with confusion.
"Hey dad, do you think they'll be able to fix my suit till the next practice, or do I have to wear the gym clothes?" He asks him, the man brightens up and to answer him.
What no one noticed was how a little girl was watching the whole scenario from the top.
Uraraka Ochaka found her mouth covered by her hands, wide eyes watching. Surprise could be easily seen on her.
She couldn't believe it.
No wonder her new friend didn't want to talk about his father.
Shaking her head, she clenches her fists as she realized what she needs to do.
Making sure that this secret is kept, no matter what. Deku saved her life that day, and was still nice towards her till now. He was honestly a sweet person and she couldn't imagine anyone targeting him if they found out the truth of his relatives.
So when Ashidu and Asui joined her in the balcony, she steered away from the father and son conversation that was happening below, dragging them inside to show them her sticker collage.
0o0o0
"You know as well as I do that I can force any answer out of you." The voice was dark, retribution was promised through them as the owner leans on him, even if they were shorter, it felt like the person would eat him alive.
"So I'm going to ask once, and you're going to answer me truthfully." The voice added. Toshinori found himself gulping at the owner.
He never thought that the matriarch of the Bakugou family could be this dangerous. Not when her own husband was the one who could literally force answers with his quirk.
Bakugou Mitsuki was not to be dismissed, ever. He regrets doing so.
He could see Inko standing at the back with her friend Masaru, Izuku, and young Katsuki. Inko looked very apologetic, and Masaru not so much. Izuku was sending his friend a dejected look.
"You told them?"
"So you knew this whole time?" The father interjects, making both boys wince and Inko looked upset at their son.
"Izuchan, what did I tell you?"
"I only found out this morning, I swear!"
"I-I never told him, he figured it out in class by his own!"
"And you didn't dignify us by telling us, you really are a brat!" Masaru says in dissatisfaction, but Katsuki immediately starts fighting.
"I'm not a brat you old geezer!"
"You ungrateful little- When will you start respecting me and your mother?"
"When you two stop cursing all around me!"
"We'll stop cursing when you stop acting like a-"
"Masaru, Katsuki. Please do shut up." Mitsuki says as she lights up her hands, a small blue fire hovers above her hands, her face looking very bored. "Now, tell me again, why didn't you dignify us by telling this?"
Toshinori closes his eyes, sighing mentally.
Why didn't he?
0o0o0
The next day, in lunch break. Izuku found himself fanboying over Lunch Rush once more, admiring his cooking speed. Katsuki was blatantly ignoring everyone as he eats his mutant rice, something that Izuku could still not believe he enjoyed. It seems that everyone else agreed as they watch him eat the fire red contents.
Hitoshi was sitting with them, looking very dissatisfied.
"Everyone else in class are just too polite or ignore me. They weren't like that before I told them my quirk." He mumbled, eating from his bento, the contents were shaped like a cat's face. The blue haired boy said that it was his mother's doing.
Izuku smiles sadly at him, patting him on the back.
"I'm sure they'll realize how stupid they're acting, right Kacchan?"
"Crush them if they don't." He plainly says, Iida turns at him giving him a scolding expression.
"Oh, who did you vote for Iida-kun, since you didn't vote for yourself?" Ochaka asks after taking a bite of her rice. Iida looks down, dejected. Izuku wanted to shake his head at his new friend, how can such an earnest man exist nowadays? He really should have voted for himself since he wanted to be the class president.
"I voted for Midoriya-kun."
"Oh, like me!" She said excitedly, Kacchan looks up and glares at them but sighs and returns to eating.
"I voted for you as well." He answers before taking another bite, Izuku blinks at him.
"What?"
"What? It's not that surprising." The blond told him, ignoring his friend's disbelief. Izuku blushes and scratches his nose.
"I voted for you." Iida looks more dejected but Kacchan perks up, smiling as he continued eating.
"I don't know if I could be a class rep, it's a lot of responsibility." Izuku thought, staring at his lunch. Iida looks up and frowns.
"You are, don't worry. It is your courage and judgement in the critical moments that led me to believe so, that is the reason that I have voted for you."
"You should have voted for yourself Iida-kun." Ochaka boldly told him, but Iida didn't show his disappointment.
"Just because I want to, does not mean that I have the right to do so. In critical moments, where your decision would result in the survival of every civilian in your vacancy, it is of better judgement to let the person most qualified to lead them to safety to do it. Do you not agree?"
Everyone was silent after hearing that. Hitoshi plops a cat ear into his mouth and chews thoughtfully before asking.
"I've been thinking, you talk like we're in some important meeting, do you always talk like that?"
Iida blinks. Ochaka perks up.
"Oh yeah! Like you're raised in a high society. Are you rich boy, Iida-kun?" She asks. Katsuki raises a brow at her question, muttering something about gold diggers, and Izuku was struck speechless by her bluntness.
Iida looked horrified for a moment before trying to hide it and starts coughing.
"I tried to talk differently so that no one would discover it." He said sadly, Izuku then thought that something must have happened to him in the past if he really didn't want anyone to know. Iida sighs in dejection before looking up at everyone.
"Yes. My family are a generation of heroes, and I wish to follow the footsteps of both my parents and my brother." He proclaims in pride, obviously admiring his family.
"Wait, Iida … Oh wow, I don't know why I didn't realize this before. Ingenium is your older brother, right?"
"How did you know that?" Iida said in confusion. Izuku realized that he must have said something wrong as his new friend frowns at him. "That isn't public information."
"Public information?" Ochaka questions.
"Yes, every family that has a hero are in a protection program of sorts. Any information about them could be hidden if it was chosen so. Take Todoroki for example. I know him since we do meet at times in factions and gatherings. His family members are well-known, but they still have secrets, how do you think they have done it?"
"I didn't know heroes do that." Ochaka said sheepishly. Izuku looks at his friend frantically trying to look for an excuse, Kacchan rolls his eyes.
"His dad is a hero you robot freak. Don't you remember? His uncle is a famous detective too. Everyone kind of knows them."
"Huh?" Izuku sounds dumbly, Ochaka turns at him.
"Your uncle too! So cool Deku! Your family must expect you to be a hero easily."
"N-Not really. They didn't want me to be a hero. They're very concerned for my safety. Uncle Naomasa wanted me to be a detective too, since I'm more of a thinker."
"You guys should see his notes, the nerd has info on everyone. I won't be surprised if he wrote about everyone in class."
"Kacchan! Those are private and you know it!"
"Detective Tsukauchi Naomasa, the true man?" Iida says after thinking for a while.
"Oh, you do know him!."
"Oh … my brother thinks highly of him, so he must have told him of his real name." Iida nods. Izuku immediately relaxes. "Still, I never heard of the name Midoriya?"
"Er …"
"Safety reasons. My mom kicked his dad's ass because of it though, she made sure that Deku's dad doesn't just chuck up everything for 'safety reasons'. I still think he's a douche."
"Kacchan." Izuku warns, but his friend only smirks.
"Still sour that she managed to torch your kitchen."
"Hey! We use that kitchen to cook that rice you're eating."
"Totally worth it."
"What about you Bakugou-san, from how you talk, you seem to know a lot about this subject."
"Hmm … oh yeah, my dad works in insurance. Hero department. They use him to force the truth out of some heroes who are trying to steal insurance money." He says in an uncaring manner. Both Ochaka and Iida looked amazed. Before they could ask more, an alarm sounded.
They all jolted in place.
"There has been a level 3 security breach. All students please evacuate promptly."
"What's a level 3 security breach?" Iida asks a senior as they stood up.
"It means someone is trespassing school grounds."
"With our gates?" Hitoshi frowns looking all around him.
Izuku immediately floats above his chair, ready to clear out before he could feel someone bump into him, he fell on the ground, both his friend yell out his name, but couldn't reach him in the rush. He did feel someone tugging his sleeves however, and looks up to see indigo eyes framed with dark bags looking at him.
Hitoshi pulls him out of the rush, Kacchan seeming to have pulled the both of them at the same time.
"Y-You guys, that was scary." He said shakily. The two both sigh and dragged him on top of the table that they were eating on not a few minutes ago.
"We'll wait until the hall clears out, it isn't safe for you to move." Hitoshi said, looking out the window. Izuku follows his leads and noticed a mob of people with cameras and speakers at the gate.
The news network? They're the trespassers?
"Fucking vultures. They cause trouble no matter the time?!" Kacchan screams, and Izuku winces. His friend already has experience with news stations, and he hates them. He pities any journalist who will try to talk to him in the future.
His attention was diverged however, when he saw someone floating above everyone else. Turning to look more closely, he sees his friend, rolling away to the exit and hits the wall painfully.
"Iida-kun?!" Izuku yells, but he definitely couldn't hear him. He was surprised however, when his Iida starts yelling.
"Everyone calm down!"
Later on, he couldn't help but feel pride in his friend, for handling the situation easily. Something that he himself couldn't. So when they were in class, he gave away his possession to him, citing the reason of Iida-kun's reaction in the lunch hall.
He did feel guilty for forgetting about Yaoyorozu though.
Later that afternoon, Izuku passes by the gate to climb onto his father's car. He couldn't help but pause and look at its remnants. Completely turned into dust, and setting on the ground ready to be swept away by the wind.
It was oddly reminiscent of another quirk he has seen before.
Shaking his head, he ignores it and climbs onto the car.
0o0o0
Tomura glares at the car that was driving away from the school gate.
"The bounty kid?" He asks his companion, the shadowy figure doesn't answer as he wraps them away. "The bounty kid goes to Yueei?" Tomura still asks, starting to scratch his neck.
"None of our resources said so, and besides, the League of Villains was never interested in the bounty." His shadowy companion says wrapping him away, from the sight of the green haired child.
0o0o0
A week later, Izuku sulks in his chair, Kacchan laughing at him silently.
His father couldn't drive them today, he was surprised that he didn't stop driving them any sooner. The moment he woke up, he saw his All Might persona jump away as a building fire could be seen in the cityscape.
Both him and Kacchan had to walk all the way here, and by walking, he meant flying up till school grounds, and get stopped for questioning at the same time.
The police officer was about to drag him to Juvenile court before he could take out his license from wallet. Kacchan, like the meanie that he was, kept laughing at him the rest of the way.
Now, he couldn't really focus on Present Mic, who was currently teaching them English.
Having lived his life with Toshinori always coming to visit since childhood, and now having him as a stepfather, has led to him having a very solid English Background. He could have an entire conversation in English with only a mild accent. Something the blond was very proud of.
Aizawa sensei enters the room just as Present Mic leaves, the latter grinning broadly at the bleak man. Aizwa sensei's eyes immediately landing onto him, forcing Izuku to stop sulking and straighten up. Once satisfied, the man stands at the front and starts talking. He told them that their hero training for the day has changed, and that they would be going to a battle training ground with three teachers overseeing them.
Izuku rides the bus to the station wearing the normal, and thankfully baggy, school clothing. The wind blew, mussing up his hair more than usual. When Kacchan came out with his uniform, he noticed his choice of clothes before scoffing and leaving the bus, dragging him as well.
"Kacchan!"
"It's windy." He says as they reached the changing area and throws him a sweater.
"You still just can't do that." He huffs, but snuggles into the sweater anyways. Kacchan then wraps his scarf around his neck, hiding his neck gear.
"How can I use my gear then?"
"What is your gear? I don't think any device would help improve your quirk."
"It's a dual underwater breathing and gas mask. It looks cool too!" But Kacchan didn't seem to care as his scarf was now fitting him. Nodding, they walked back to the bus, dragging him on the way. Izuku lets him so, smiling. "I also got a new brace for my legs. It's supposed to go with my other outfit."
"A new brace?"
"I researched It, it's perfect for exercise and mobility. I even made sure it fits my condition."
"There are braces for that?"
"Yeah, the more you know. But this one works more like an exo-skeleton rather than an aid. I don't want to use it much." When they got on the bus, Izuku noted how there are only two seats left that weren't on the same side. Sighing and blaming his friend in his head, he took one seat while Kacchan took the other on the back.
Watching Iida's distress was amusing for a moment but he couldn't help but feel sorry for him after a while. That's when the person next to him spoke.
"I say whatever comes to mind." The girl told him. Izuku's mind supplies with the name Asui Tsuyu, he met her yesterday and asked him to call her Tsu. "Midoriya?"
"Yes, Asui-san?" Shoots, he involuntarily used her last name. Curse Uncle Naomasa and him rubbing off his politeness.
"Call me Tsu." He nods, feeling sheepish. Her smile somehow became wider. "Your quirk reminds me of All Might's."
Izuk blinks.
"B-But-"
"Tsu-chan's right! Your punching moves are just like his. A punch so strong that it forces the air to move in the same path!" Ashido says grinning. At that moment, Izuku had a terrifying mental image of everyone discovering his secret, and how he was related to All Might. A dozen scenarios ran amok in his mind and he couldn't even speak up as something clogged his throat.
"Wait guys, Midoriya flies, and All Might, although his leaps are high. Still, I don't think he has a strength enhacement quirk. They're mostly flashy … besides mine." Kirishima intervenes, his hands hardening as he looks at it, but he doesn't seem to be bothered by what he said. "It just hardens."
"I think it looks cool, you can definitely pass it up as a pro's." Izuku says in a light hearted voice. Krishima brightens up.
"My naval laser is pro-level in both flashiness and strength." Yuga says, only to be brought down by Ashido's comment of his apparent stomachache disadvantage. Kirishima laughs at him, but then changes his sight to the back of the bus.
Kacchan was absentmindedly watching the passing view. Todoroki dozing off, and the Jack eared girl was listening to something on her phone.
"Well, if you're talking about flashiness, Bakugou and Todoroki are certainly so." The red head comments in an admiring voice. Izuku felt a slight sickness overcoming him but forced the feeling away, trying not to get upset.
Why was he upset?
"Bakugou is always mad, so I don't think he'll become popular." Asui says bluntly, Kacchan's ears twitched. Izuku winces.
"What the hell did you say froggy? You wanna fight?!"
"See." She says pointing at him. Then another boy spoke up, someone he hasn't met yet. His hair was a dark blond with a probably dyed black lightning on his fringes.
"We haven't met for long, so it's amazing that everyone already know how his personality is crap steeped in sewage." He mocks, Kacchan's ears twitched and in a split second he was already on him, ready to fight him, having stepped over the head jack girl ignoring her indignant yell.
"Don't use that language with me you fuck face. At least I don't dye my hair childishly!" Iida immediately blocked his path trying to stop the two from starting a fight. Aizawa-sensei snaps an eye open and decided to go back to sleep by digging his head deeper inside his scarf. Yaoyorozu seemed to be appalled by the fight and conversation, and Ochaka only laughs at it, apparently finding it amusing.
"That's very hypocritical of him." Asui comments loudly, tilting her head.
Deciding that he didn't like everyone teasing his friend, he starts speaking up.
"But Kacchan is the best. He might not look like it, but he's a very caring person. He does care about people's well being and always does his best to help them while making sure that no one knew." He said happily, the bus fell into silence as everyone to look at the due.
Kacchan's hand was smoking as he grimly glares at him. He only stared back innocently.
"Right, Kacchan?"
"You know what, fuck you, fuck your stupid nerdiness, and most importantly, fuck off." He told him, rising the middle finger. He then stomps back to his seat. Everyone was actually shocked by his lack of physical violence, Izuku however, shrugs it all off like he was used to it.
That's when everyone jumped from Aizawa-sensei when he starts speaking up.
"In reality, if you take out Midoriya's scoring out, which is currently void since he was a recommended student-"
"Why did he test with us then?" The lightning fringed boy asked, and promptly ignored.
"Bakugou has the highest rescue point out of this year's batch, he had already gained full points on the merits of skills alone. The teachers praise him for a reason after all."
Kacchan grumbles and tries to hide his annoyance by turning his face completely to the window.
0o0o0
He stomps his way inside, glaring at everyone in the back.
Stupid sensei, shitty deku, fucking classmates! Every single one of them were designed to anger him!
Of course he'll get the highest score. He might have given up the top theoretical score to someone else, whoever they might be, but he sure as hell wouldn't let anyone take that mantle.
In reality, every time someone got hurt … his mind couldn't help but flash back to when Izuku was hurt.
He only ever hurt anyone who made fun of Izuku. He wasn't very violent unless someone tried to bully him.
Of course he couldn't handle anyone else hurting. He spent a quarter of his life – or more – in the hospital, in and out. Where Izuku experiences a health scare, a sudden drop in blood pressure, or a sudden fever. Every single time, he would spend hours feeling scared, not knowing if his friend was alright or not.
If he felt like that, then it must have been so much worse for Aunty Inko, or for any parent waiting news about their own children.
Watching someone get hurt, and knowing someone else out there would be worried restlessly never boded well for him.
Imagining Izuku in the place of whoever was hurt made him feel nauseous. He needed to get rid of the source of his queasiness, or else he wouldn't have passed the test.
Getting the second highest rescue was just a side effect of his restless paranoia, overworking his imagination and using his fears as fuel.
He spied Izuku's form, and found him at the front fan boying with angel face over Number 13. He shakes his head, finding his reaction as amusing as ever. When the pro hero told them to step in, he didn't waste any time and made sure to harshly push lightning fringe by the head, causing the guy to yell at him. He didn't care.
He was very amazed by the inside, saying so to his friend as he stood next to him.
"Kacchan … you don't look well?" Izuku comments, Katsuki turns around to give him a look.
"Well … you have that look, the one you get when you think you're in trouble."
"I just feel like something wrong is going to happen." Izuku blinks and then laughs, the laugh was empty.
"Ne, Kacchan. You can't be serious?"
"What's wrong?"
"It's just, you have a really strong hunch …" Shrugging, he looks to the side and sees their two teachers speaking. After eavesdropping, Izuku sags in disappointment then turns back at him.
"What is it Izuchan?"
"My dad's not coming here …"
"Why?"
"Because ... you know, the-" He points at his left rib, and Katsuki understood. His mom did force an explanation out of the hero. He gives his friend a half hug.
"Hey, at least he can have some rest."
"Yeah, that's true." When Number 13 gets their attention, he gives them a lecture about how dangerous quirks can be if used in the wrong manner. Katsuki did not need this lecture, he already knew how dangerous his quirk could be. He doesn't need it, for his whole life has been filled with the evidence of the dangers of his quirk.
He sneaks a look at his floating friend, as he was immersed with the lecture, seeming to have come to a new realization of how his own quirk could be dangerous. He looks away, not trusting himself not to start crying.
His quirk was the main reason Izuku couldn't walk.
When Aizawa-sensei starts moving, ready to start the lesson, he stops. At the same time, all the rings on the dome breaks.
"K-Kacchan?" He suddenly finds Izuku's hands on his, holding it tightly. The gloomy feeling is back, only more intensified. A dark hole appears at the middle USJ.
He knew then, that Izuku wasn't kidding about his hunches.
Omake:
Inko hums contently, her hands wrapped around Toshinori in this bright day. The man gives her a wide grin and then looks up to the front. Today, her newly minted husband has wanted her to accompany him somewhere.
She was just glad that he even had the time to go out with her so much that she didn't care about her destination. Her husband may only be able to withstand three hours of hero work, but he still had other duties. Going to the police station to give his reports. Getting ready for school. Doing his best to get his teaching certificate.
She was immensely proud of what he has done in these past few months.
But it was still a relief when she stepped inside the house to find him, wearing a fitting coat for once. Not one that exceeds his size so that he could transform later, and with him holding another coat that matched his own, but this time of her own size.
Only for him to announce a surprise date.
So when they stopped walking, she found herself in front of an overly decorated café, the kind she wouldn't step inside from how expensive it was.
She was surprised when Toshinori pulled her in, making her flustered.
After a while, she relaxes and has a great time with him. At some point of their date, a band has started playing by their table once they spotted them, and loudly proclaimed them the couple of the day. She laughed at her husband, who was trying to hide himself from all the attention, it was the result of his need of secrecy.
"Do you think we should bring Izuku here next time?" He asks when they order the dessert.
"I think our son wouldn't really step in a place unless it was for the company." Her son wouldn't be interested, so unless Katsuki wanted an expensive – yet tasty – pastry, he wouldn't visit a place like this.
Toshinori blushes madly, looking down. She tilts her head in worry, wanting to know what made her husband so ruffled.
"Our son …" He finally mumbles. She understood by then, and couldn't help but want to glomp him. Of course, he still hadn't had enough time to realize that Izuku is his son now, and that he was married. She herself had a hard time believing it.
"He'll like arcades more, wouldn't he?"
"He'll like any place, as long as it's with you, honey." She finally told him, and he shyly looks up at her before – and quite suddenly – gushes out blood.
Fortunately, the blood didn't touch her. Unfortunately, it did touch someone else.
The table next to them screamed from the sudden sight, one girl and boy stood up in horror, and another girl sat frozen as she realizes that her braids were now soaked with blood.
Toshinori immediately stood up, taking his handkerchief to help.
"Sorry! I didn't mean it, I honestly didn't mean it!" He told her, trying to dry her hair.
It took a moment for the girl to stand up and push the chair out of the way as she ran to the bathroom.
Toshinori looks very upset as he got berated by the man.
"Do you think it's funny! Pranking someone like that?"
Inko immediately found herself in front of the man, angry that anyone would talk to her husband like that.
"Did your mother never taught you to respect your elders! She would be ashamed if she knew how you act in public if this is your normal attitude."
"Wha- No. Your buddy just threw paint on my friend-" She cuts him off.
"My husband is a chronically ill man who keeps vomiting blood, and I will not have anyone try to berate him for his health." She said, causing silence all around her, Inko slaps her mouth, just realizing then what she just said. Toshinori sighs and stood up.
"I am very sorry for happened. I'll pay for your lunch if you still want consolation?"
"Honey, you shouldn't."
"Inko, dear, they didn't know, and I did just vomit blood on someone just now." He told her, looking very resigned to what happened. She looked apologetically at him, but he shakes his head in understanding.
"N-No, you don't have to. We're sorry for getting angry. Ugh, we'll just leave now." The young man said, pulling his friend and going to the counter to pay.
With the both of them feeling as if their lunch has been ruined, Toshinori went and paid for their lunch before they both walked out. The rest of the walk has been filled with solemn silence, as Toshinori only walked in a dejected way, with his back crouching to the front a bit.
"I'm sorry, that was a mess."
"Honey …"
"It's just, I really wanted us to spend a happy day out. Where nothing wrong happens. It seems that no matter what, I always mess up in this form." He says looking down at his hands. Inko stops, stopping her husband at the same time.
She pulls his hands and forces him to look straight at her eyes.
"Toshi … Do you think I care about a perfect date?"
"N-No …"
"Then, you should know that I don't care where we go and what happens, as long as we're together and we are both fine." She told him softly, and tried to stand on her toes to give him a kiss on the cheek.
She was too short, but Toshinori seemed to understand and leans down, successfully receiving a kiss.
"And as long as you're happy, I am glad." He says back.
They continued walking back home, holding hands.
AN:-
Sorry for the delay. I really wanted this for valentines but … (Look, I didn't even notice valentine's passed by until my friend asked for a rose)
I had my exams week, and I was planning on studying very hard. But … I got sick. I couldn't focus on any test and got a really bad grade on mostly everything I'm still sick by the way, my eyes are getting worse from how tiered I am, so I couldn't even draw much these two week either.
And to top it all off, all my lab sessions were in these past weeks. I have one tomorrow! Agony!