Izuku's eyes fluttered open from his sleep in a rather uncomfortable position, leg were on the bed back hanging from the edge of the bed while his head laid on the ground, his body rolled over so the rest of it would join his head he let out a groan before getting himself up.
His vision still blurred adapted to the light, he looked around to see Izumi still asleep, he let out a sigh as he looked at the windows, he noted it was pretty much in the daylight 'I must have slept only for a short time' he thought to himself before walking to the pink wooden door as he pulled the door slowly as to not make any noise, the door quietly clicked as he ran to the stair he shifted his chest to the nearby wall leaping off the floor as his foot landed on the wall.
His knees flexed he bounced off the wall executing a gracious spin as he slid down the handrail upon landing, jumping off to land on the ground with a near silent cracking sound beneath him;
His attention shifted as he looked to the right in direction of the living room where he saw Toshinori and Inko trying to put some kind of cover over the couch that seemed to be broken in two, as if the couch was crushed by the world itself.
Inko head whipped to Izuku "I-Izuku?!" she yelled out, Toshinori's face paled considerably. The young child innocently looked at his parents "Why are you guys covering the couch?" he inquired. Inko knew that eventually Toshinori habit of having lovey dovey on the couch would backfire, yet she didn't expect it to take the form of their son catching them when they were hiding the scenes.
Inko looked like she was held at gunpoint, her husband looked like he was a teen about to have his browser history checked by their parents. "Izuku don't come closer!" Toshinori sputtered. He held his hand up before making a gesture signaling him to move away but the couch broke further until both parts fell on the floor. It caused Inko and her husband to..
Izuku looked closer, "Why is the couch broken in two?" His gaze looking around trying to find several clues, first his parents' clothes and hair looked messy with both of them were covered in sweat. He also discerned the couch being slightly pushed from their original place.
Izuku looked at his parents" I understand now!" he gushed out proudly tapping his fist on his other palm, Inko and Toshinori where sweating their voice being reduced as an anime Seiyu voicing a motorcycle's engine,
Toshinori tried to take the initiative back "Izuku we can explain!" he weakly shouted waving his arm in surrender. Unfortunately for him, it did nothing to stop the young child in his run.
To them it looked like Izuku became a lawyer with his hair floating in the wind that... came out of nowhere? His finger pointed to his parents his brows furrowed .
"You!" he started his sentence, the surrounding aura intensifying as his parents lose the strength in their legs as they fell back on the floor.
"You danced the horizontal tango!" Izuku yelled out as Inko and Toshinori's head hit the ground while foam came out of their mouth. The oblivious son let out a panicked squeal before running up to his metaphorically dying parents.
Inko and Toshinori quickly snapped out of their antics to shout "Where did you learn that?!" basically assaulting Izuku's eardrums as those neighbor's drill at 5 in the morning.
Izuku looked like a kicked down puppy, his eyes seemed bigger and wobbling his posture making him shorter "I remember when we were at Aunty Mitsuki and Uncle Masaru's had a table in a similar mess, I asked about them and they told me they danced the horizontal tango we've seen it on a show where two people that love each other dance around the house breaking things and making a mess, they also said that I will understand when I'm older, but I'm sure you did the same "Izuku explained.
In the presence of such a display of affection both parents' hearts melted as they registered his explanation as their faces morphed into terrorized one. Inko had decided that they will have a long conversation with The Bakugos.
In another living room two adult felt their soul being nearing their doom as their suddenly heard a music playing in their house.
"Sark, why did you play music? We didn't ask you!" Mitsuki asked. Some household in japan were equipped with an AI that would assist on certain tasks like putting a reminder on a certain thing like a rendez-vous or turning off the light when someone left a room. Mitsuki looked at the nearest wall near her to find a panel where it was written "Song currently playing: Iudex Gundyr"
"Must have been a bug," she muttered.
Izuku was rapidly devouring his bowl of katsudon made by his mom earlier while both he and Izumi were asleep, a clever distraction from the initial situation where the parents fought the urge to pass out of stress.
Toshinori knew his son, he could solve most problem standing in front of him, even the one meant for older children. There was even sometimes where Izuku just appeared out of nowhere. Izuku opening the fridge while Inko and Toshinori were longingly making out as the horny married couple they were, thinking that he and Izumi were in their room. The couple parted upon the sound of the opening fast enough to save the negligible amount of decency they had to see Izuku pulling out a piece of cake Inko baked earlier this afternoon.
They were in a constant state of doom in the dynamic of their relationship, each moment, each session, could be ruined by a little kid making its presence known to other catching them red-handed.
Izuku looked his father" Dad, aren't you supposed to be at work?" Toshinori sipped his coffee "Well I should but your little sister is sick so I called to take the afternoon off" he revealed. Inko shot from her seat "Izuku you should get dressed, I've planned to take you to the park. Toshi, why don't you look out for a new couch while we're out?" she winked at him. Izuku darted from his chair to his room, his feet gently creaking the floor were completely silence once he passed the corner to run upstair. After a few minutes Izuku shot out of his room walking down the stairs to be in the door's front. Izuku was clasping his mother's hand, he was wearing a blue All Might shirt with golden accents on the sides of his chest along a plain grey pants with red snickers. Inko was wearing a white shit along a blue blouse, she also wore a forest green emerald skirt that reached past her knees.
Walking though the dark blue faced city. His eyes wandered across the street, mainly to the train that passed by attached by the top by two rails that was high above the ground. Inko dragged Izuku to the nearest train station as then entered the opened sliding door. He stood beside the window as he looked at the city beneath them.
The sun shone brightly over the cloud-less sky. The street filled with people with either mutation, Heroes, Devil Hunter and civilians. He observed contently as he felt the comforting grip of his mom, the other passenger were talking to each other or minding their own business,
Izuku's ears twitched as he looked at his mom to see a hand approaching his mother's pocket. Time slowed around him as his brain processed the information. He was warned about pickpocket when Inko and Toshinori started taking them to the park to play with other kids. While pickpockets weren't usually caught red-handed because of the number of people covering the use of a stealth-type quirk, Izuku's little brain saw that hand about to enter the pocket .
The man let out a low groan of pain as a loud snap noise echoes throughout the train. A considerable amount of people turned in direction of Izuku who was looking away from his left hand held by his mother with an older red-haired man holding his wrist protectively pulling his sleeves further to hide his hand. Izuku muffled his laugh as best as he could only to be glared at by the old man.
Izuku turned around to stare into the man's eyes with no malicious intent. Inko noticed the glare towards Izuku and went in between the two giving a glare of her own.
"Is there a problem sir, why are you looking at my son like that?" she inquired her brow furrowed as she moved her arm in front of Izuku, the man frustrated of being caught red-handed. Well, he wasn't exposed as he barely achieved to pull back his hand and hide his broken wrist..
The doors slid open as some passenger got off the train while other entered, the older man looked around to see the surrounding looks before leaving himself. Inko looked around for any clues on what happened before turning to her son.
"Izuku, why did that man glared at you?" Inko whispered looking down on her son. "I don't know." Izuku shrugged, dismissing her as naturally as he would ask his parents to bring All Might themes merch for him or Pulse's merch for his sister.
The rest of the trip was peaceful.
Standing in a familiar park being the same as He Izumi, Kichiro and Katsumi. Izuku eyes rested fixated to a single direction, his memories still fresh of the creek incident.
His hairs gently brushed by the wing and his face wearing a gentle expression, his shoulder relaxed from the train.
"Izuku, I'm going to speak with the other mothers, you can go find some kids of your age but don't go too far" Inko inquired worried that the event of the previous time where to reoccur, Izuku eyes shifted to her "Don't worry mom, I won't" he uttered out as he ran towards a nearby playground, not close enough for The spot Inko was walking up to but close enough to have a general idea of who where here.
The green-haired child saw a group of children experimenting with an orange ball which was used as a punching ball with a child having a quirk that enlarge their hand and the other small ropes coming off of their forearms.
"Can I play with you?" one kid heard Izuku's quiet voice call out to them. The ball was hit one last time before it was sent off a few meters back, Izuku was scratching the back of his head, a smile plastered on his face while his eyes were closed.
The children present looked hesitantly as if afraid of something, A taller kid made its way towards Izuku, he was around half a head taller than him. "I recognize you! You're Deku, the quirkless kid!" he exclaimed earning a flinch from Izuku as he wasn't aware his quirkless statue that well known much less his demeaning nickname. His smile dropped and his posture shrunk slightly.
"Y-yeah. "He stuttered out slightly ashamed of the nickname, he always felt a bond with Katsumi but it also hurts when she would call him that name "But my name is Izuku Yagi!" he corrected.
"Sorry we're can't play with you, we're training our quirks and your quirkless." The boy slightly took a step, his taller figure suddenly feeling larger, his presence towering above Izuku. His mouth grew fangs making him look much more intimidating.
Izuku's breathing hitched as he felt a shiver down his spine, He felt a pit forming his in stomach.
His eyes blinked.
His eyes didn't show him the fang quirked kid nor the playground he was previously in, His eyes locked the person in front of him.
In front of him stood a man with long sky shoulder-long black hair with crimson red streaks in the front, mostly the hair looked just above the shoulder level safe for a long braided ponytail that reached to his waist, his eyes were red and his pupil had a star-like motives within the pupils, his skin was pale, He donned a full white body armor with each armor plate overlapping each other yet sing. On the man's back was placed a large broadsword who was even larger than his chest, a Vanta-black sword with a crystal double-edge blade, no guard and a white handle along a spiky red pommel.
He looked with confusion searching any explanation on where he was and who was that man,
He looked at the man's face as his eyes widened.
Tears trickled down his face, his lips curved upwards. Izuku felt tears coming as a warm sensation took him over. He never saw this person and yet...
Izuku blinked.
His vision returned to normal in front of the children he was just a second ago. His head ached as he brought his hand gripping It from the side as he walked away.
'What was that?' he thought to himself, he might have to ask his mom or dad later. But for now he was off to play... At least try to approach the others.
The large space around him provided him the views of several groups of children of his age. They were all playing either with a ball, tag or for certain roleplaying as heroes and villain. His eyes turned to each kid. Playing with their...
Quirks.
A hole formed in his stomach, but he forced it back for now. He walked to the middle of the playground, a slight amount of tension nested on his shoulder. He felt as if he was stared at.
And it was true, Several groups of children's gaze were directed towards him.
"You see that green-haired kid over there? Katsumi said he won't have a quirk, he's such a loser" one of them snarled, Izuku ears twitched, Fortunately his ears didn't register the word yet he guessed they were talking about him.
Some kids smirked at him as they demonstrated their quirk to those around them, as it to taunt Izuku. Sighing, he walked down a path that went through a rather dense forest completely forgetting what Inko told him about not going to far. He sped up is walk to end up running trying to find any kids willing to play with him. While running his mind went back to what he saw when he asked that group if he could play with him.
'Why did I felt like crying when he was smiling at me?' He couldn't help but feel lighter, He felt like he knew that person but he couldn't remember from where, like it was a long time since he saw him.
He shook off that thought out of his head for now. Izuku moved at quite a fast pace for a 4-year-old kid, His eyes drifted around to see if there was anyone around only to be surrounded by bushes three and occasionally the crow around croaking as the death caller they were.
After a few minutes he perceived at the distance, a dark purplish haired girl wearing a grey shirt and a pink skirt that reached to her knees, her back faced the nearest oak's trunk as her knees gave out letting her fall she tried to move away from the seemingly older group of kids which would probably around 8 years old. Izuku raced towards them with great speed upon seeing one of the kid lifting his fist covered with a grayish goo about to strike her.
She was cornered; She was brought to this park by her parents to change from their usual one by her mother's decision.
She was some difficulties talking to other children that she didn't know. But she quick to play with some other kids, sure they were about twice her age but she enjoyed playing with them. Well, it was until they played Heroes versus Villains.
Suddenly it was decided that she was going to be the only villains against 6 other kids taking the role of Heroes and agreed to beat her up, she quickly understood the situation and tried to run up to her parents for protection but was quickly blocked by the taller children, in a fit of fear she ran off in the nearest way out which was a narrow path in the forest.
She panted as she tried to put as much distance from them as her legs could allow her. But the difference in age and their quirks quickly made the situation conclude by her behind surrounded her back against a tree..
The leader grinned maliciously "Foolish villains, you should know that running away like a coward is useless. It's time for the heroes to teach you a lesson" he mused pulling his left arm back as a grayish goo spewed out of his arm, just as he launched it forwards,
She closed her eyes in anticipation of the coming pain. Tears trickling down her cheeks.
"Time to-"
"SMASH!" the spiky gray-haired child was interrupted by a shout and a fist ramming into his face, because of the force of the blow he felt his body jerk fall back tumbling on the ground bouncing off several times before every eye were glued onto the same person
Izuku was standing there realizing that the entire attention was on him and assumed a fighting stand with his right fist next to his face and the other placed forwards
"You won't hurt anyone as long as I am here!" Izuku roared while putting himself between the girls and the group, his face harboring a glare directed toward the hesitant group.
The gray-haired stood back up as a trail of blood was shown trailing from his nose. His hand wiping off the blood with his wrist. He initially struggled to stand back up but did so.
He shot a glare of his own "Why the hell did you punched me we were playing Heroes vs Villains!" he declared "You weren't playing! You were all trying to attack her!" izuku spat back. The taller gray-haired child scanned Izuku's frame, and promptly laughed,
"And here I thought we encountered a supervillain there!" he huffed "He's just a goon, he's just a Red sneaker, Get him!" he ordered.
Right on cue two of them jumped right on Izuku, one of them has their fist having spike coming out of them while the other had his head turn into a sledge-hammer. The former swinging to the side in a sloppy manner as the other tried to headbutt Izuku.
Realizing that he didn't have any time to dodge he moved his arms in a cross-shaped manner in front of him to shield himself. Izuku felt his arms flare up as the pain made his way to his brain, the pain followed by his arm being literally hammered on as he felt himself being pushed back sliding back at a considerable distance. His eyes drifted to the girls just next to his feet.
'I can't let them come close' he said to himself, he looked at the girl her eyes were pinkish red on the lower half slowly turning into a deep purple on the upper half, on the side of her head lived a dark-blue flower with 5 larges petals with slightly glowing crystal in the center, if the context was a little more peaceful he would certainly fanboy over her feature asking if it's because of her quirk
He lowered slightly his arms to see that the others were about to jump in.
'I'm done for!" Izuku told himself, his head going back to that day
"Can I become a smiling hero? Just like him"
"I'm sorry Izuku, I'm so sorry"
'No!' he shook off the thought out of his head 'They didn't mean it, they were just surprised, that's why I have to show that that they can be proud of me,' he steeled his resolve. He couldn't let his parents down.
His eyes catching sight of a wooden stick that was laying nearby. He jumped to the side crouching down upon landing his hand latching onto the wooden stick holding like a sword.
His pupils traveled from left to right several times his world darkening only for his mind to register only the person nearby. The Sledge-hammer quirked kid was about to bring his head down on him.
As the hammer-head was brought down, Izuku instinct took over as he slid on the ground sidewards swinging diagonally up right to smack to other child on the stomach making his body jerked back as he fell on the ground clutching his stomach his head returning to normal .
Izuku body moved on its own to crouch down ducking under the punch of the spiky fist quirked kid before. His eyes wide open his gaze remaining on Izuku as Izuku swung the wooden stick several hitting shoulder, liver, wrist launching his opponent in the air as his body fell limp on the ground with a thud being heard. The girl who needed help the older child all looked at Izuku with a different range of emotion. For the girl whose emotion ranged from awe and surprise to relief whereas the other were growling in anger or were afraid of going against the lone person who was Izuku.
Izuku's mind went back to that one time where he saw a Devil Hunter taunt a group of demon as he wielded his sword
He lowered his stick as he let out a sigh his body relaxing exhaling the air previously inhaled "You aren't worth as my opponent," He mused drawing even more anger towards him
The gray-haired children came in the center of Izuku's vision his arm completely covered in goo, Izuku waved the stick to the right, the tip of the stick forcing the wrist away as Izuku crouched as low as he could the stick being dragged on the ground, Before inhaling through his mouth he remorselessly swung upwards for the stick to...
Hammered right between the gray-haired kid's legs.
All colors were drained out of his face as he froze on the spot. The other boy cringing and instinctively moving their hand to their legs. The formerly scarred girl look at the scene with astonishment.
Falling forwards unconscious because of the pain that flooded his nerve, Izuku looked at the rest who were hesitantly standing here, no longer paying attention to their former prey.
"Villain! How dare you hit violence when they did nothing to you!" an ocean-haired girl with grey eyes yelled out. From Izuku's perspective. His world's perception was bleach. His attention remaining on them
"Leave. Her, Alone." Izuku ordered them letting each word standing out and be the clearest possible, He..
"Why should we listen to a red sneaker like you?" That same girl harshly spat out.
"..."
Izuku walked over the unconscious bully the stick still gripped in one hand. His steps were slow yet consistent, His eyes glued forwards.
"Oi say something!" She weakly croaked her body was slowly wrapped in fear that prevented her body to respond to her brain.
".."
Izuku bloodied forearms lifted, his body taking the stand that was the most natural for him at this moment.
He gripped the stick with both hand to his side as he started running a few steps he flexed his legs before disappear lifting the dust off the ground .
"You can't hit a girl because- "the now hysterical girl started feeling a familiar stick hit her side, shoulder blade and head, in fact every conscious bullies felt their body being hit in several places by some invisible forces, each of them were sent airborne as they crashed against the ground with fist-sized bumps on these spots, limply laying on the earthy ground .
Izuku stood behind the group breathing heavily, the stick he held in his right hand broke leaving only the part that Izuku held onto. He just dropped it on the ground, beneath him the blood that left his wounds were forming a small clump of bloodstains. He let out a sigh before turning to the dark-purple haired girl kneeling in front of her to be at her level.
"A-are you a-alright?" he weakly croaked, the girl looked at her savior like she witnessed an angel descend from heaven to rescue her. She looked closer to see his feature, bright emerald green eyes, diamond shaped freckles, messy hair that reached to his shoulder.
She leaned closer to see tears in the corner of his eyes. His cheeks also had a bloodstain on it, and her mind register that, she abruptly realizes that Izuku's arm are still bleeding
"Your arms!" she cried out pulling her hands towards Izuku's left arm
Izuku winced feeling the gentle grip of the girl he saved "I-its nothing, these are just scratch" he tried to dismiss his own injuries in hope to make the girl less worried about him
She gazed as the still aching wound "You got hurt because of me" she lamented herself, as her own face was brought down to tear.
Izuku simply smiled at her "It's okay, you're not hurt and it's all that matter" Izuku did not dare try to move his hand, firstly because it would make his wound aches even more and it would stain the already frightened girl.
The girl felt her heart skip a beat, this boy saw she was in danger and stepped in even if it meant going against a group of older children just for her, and even after fighting with such skill that she only seen from her uncle and dad, and he fought with a stick like her uncle would fight with a sword, granted he moved too fast to see him move but he was no different, she could barely see him move .
She mustered all of her strength to speak "W-we should go to my dad, he can heal you!" she informed him.
Izuku hesitated, while his arm were bleeding he initially thought of going to his mom to get himself patched up, but he also knew how his mom would react. Did he really want his mom crushing him under his weight and not being able to go to the park for the next month ?
No.
"Okay" he answered, he stood there waiting for the girl to stand up and lead the way,
She realized what he was waiting for her; she released her grip on Izuku before pushing herself from the ground as her left feet gave out, feeling herself falling to her left she felt Izuku's body bumping into hers, Izuku moved to her side but still thought of not using his arms to not stain her.
"You can't walk in your state, can you tell me where are your parents? I can run to them to tell them to pick you up!" Izuku gazed lingered for a time.
This was a hard choice for her, on one hand he could get help from her parent without having his injuries worsen or the blood stain her, on the other that would let her defenseless if the unconscious children were to wake up. She sat up once again pondering on her choice.
Izuku looked at his arms before looking at one of the unconscious bullies, he was wearing a red top.
He casually approached the child before using his shirt to swipe off the blood, while the shirt held a blood scent it was not visible from afar and it was very faint. He looked up in the sky, closing his eyes sighing deeply, his mind going back to his fighting prowess.
'What happened there, if felt like I was gone, did I awakened my quirk?' Izuku questioned himself.
'No... I have this extra joint' he almost heard the voiced of the doctor during this blasted visit
'I'm quirkless' he steeled himself looking at his hand. He opened to see his eyes to see that his wounds weren't bleeding anymore, they were still very sizable markings but the crimson fluid stopped leaking.
"Hey, can I ask you your name?" he heard her voice snapping him out of his daydream to look at the purplish-girl.
Oh.
He didn't introduce himself.
He marched to her before extending his hand to her. Purple eyes locked onto him curiously.
"My name is Yagi Izuku, Nice to meet you!" He gently smiled at her.
The girl looked back at his hand; she extended herself her hand before pulling herself on Izuku's hand.
The green-haired boy assured she wouldn't fall by holding her hand and letting her use him as support. He could fully support her weight thanks of his slightly taller stature.
"My name is Yoshimura Nisha, nice to meet you, Izuku-kun!" She formally greeted him.
Izuku eyes widen as he watched her hair turn dark blue with glowing white dots spread on her hair, white-horned sprouted out of the side of her head they curved backward diagonally outwards with some branch-like spike coming off of them the base was covered by a same color of her hair while he could also observe that same night star-like mark on her right arm going from her shoulder to her palm.
Her previously pink-purplish eyes were replaced by a bright aqua-blue with a white small pupil.
Izuku's breath hitched, his breath was taken by her new appearance. Nisha look at her arm, her breath also got caught but for a different reason. Fear immediately wrapped around her once again. Would he find her new appearance ugly and call her a villain? Would he-
"You're so pretty!" Izuku's voice snapped The dark-blue-haired girl out of her stupor to find Izuku smile has not left his face but even gained in width.
He looked at her with stars in his eyes. He never saw something like that, even on TV,
"One time you have dark-purple hair and now they look like a galaxy, that's so cool!" Izuku absolutely lost it, his brain was already high on American spirit when he removed that gray-haired kid his lineage privilege, now he became a simping factory .
"You do not find me ugly?" her voice was nothing but a whisper, because of her quirk she was often ignored by others, The only time that she could socialize a butt was when she took her other form and even then, changing between her two appearances were not a voluntary choice, at least for now.
Izuku expression did no justice to how baffled Izuku actually was, scratch that he pulled the same face that this girl pulled when they accidentally sat on a rounded spike.
"How someone could call you ugly, you're the prettiest girl I've met!" He practically yelled his hand gripping her shoulders turning her to him while supporting her body.
Reality came back to him as he registered his own words "Sorry I didn't- I mean I did..." Izuku stammered his sentence not even making sense to Nisha after that, similarly to him, she had to fight her own blush, her eyes looked away.
"Sorry for yelling "Izuku muttered, both achieved to calm down. Izuku deeply breath as he felt his lungs being fueled as he turned his back towards Nisha slightly crouching down.
Izuku leaned forward as his eyes still lingered in Nisha's "Do you want me to carry you to your parents? "He asked her, herself knew she couldn't walk with her feet constantly giving out. But the idea of being carried by a boy felt weird.
"Yeah" She simply answered as she carefully approached Izuku's back as she wrapped her arms around his neck, right on cue Izuku grasped the back of her knees as he stood up carrying her like he would for his younger sister.
While standing up he noticed the others were about to wake up. He suddenly raced towards the direction Nisha pointed towards the way she were coming from. Nisha saw firsthand the physical prowess of the boy that was carrying her, he could run even faster than she ever could while carrying someone of his age. Such display of strength made her go back to the moment her mothers would tell bedtimes stories to her and her sisters, she would either tell her the stories of Kagura, a legendary hero marked by the flames that fought the strongest demon to save humankind, she pictured Kagura as Izuku fighting everything that would hurt her.
Her heartbeat increased until it pounded in her chest unconsciously holding Izuku's neck tighter.
While Izuku was carrying her, curiosity picked her fancy as she remembered his abnormal physical strength.
It led her to ask "Izuku-kun what is your quirk? is it a strength quirk?" she inquired, Izuku instantly stopped in his run frozen in time.
His grip on her legs slightly lessened, his eyes looking towards the forest. Izuku went back to the moments his teacher told his class that he was quirkless, everyone who usually played with him kept their distances, it started by small denial, then whisper then isolation.
Some people might forgot that even thought Izuku is still a young child he looked at the world around him learning how people interacted with each other.
Quirkless, Izuku almost shown no hatred towards anything even villains but that words torn a hole in Izuku's chest to have his heart branded by that word. Izuku hated being Quirkless, everyone had their own abilities that made him so unique, but the world played a cruel joke on him.
All that he ever wanted to be a hero who save people with a smile like his own idol All Might. Every Hero had a cool quirk to use.
Izuku looked down.
"I'm Quirkless..." he revealed. Izuku fought the tear that were going up his eyes. He supposed that making a new friend was nice even thought that friendship only lasted for a few minutes.
He chuckled internally to himself.
"That's so cool!" He heard Nisha scream out, Izuku visibly recoiled because of the information.
"C-cool?" he breathed turning his head to face her, he would have expected to be asked to let her go and never talk again.
Without giving Izuku any time to speak further she pressed on "You took all of those bullies out without even using a quirk, you were also so cool when you used that stick as a sword!" Nisha has seen people use sword before either her uncle or her father even the other were using them for years to use them as proficiently as they could spending years and years of training to hone their skill, yet Izuku fought almost exactly like them, and he was as small as her.
'Is he like us?' She asked herself. She pushed the question aside for now .
Izuku's face harbored a smile, while he had turned his head away due to sheer embarrassment, but his own chest had this weird sensation like he was carrying something heavy buy was lifted off his chest.
He also noticed the slight pounding on the upper half of his back. Realizing that it was her heart beating faster. Where before his cheeks where dusted red now his entire face glowed with the familiar red color.
"Nisha!" A voiced reached out to them. Effectively interrupting their moment as they turned their herd towards the source. A girl that was visibly taller more precisely slightly taller than the group of 8 years old.
She had light blond hair with deep dark blue eyes with a rather pale skin; she was wearing a beige pants with red sneakers along a baby-blue shirt she also wore a dark-blue gem embedded in a locket around her neck.
Izuku's gaze fixated on her like a deer standing in front of a car's light.
The unknown girl seemed to know Nisha. Could she be with the bullies or was she a friend ?
Her eyes lingered on Izuku questioning why he was carrying the young girl. They saw her walked up to them.
She eyed Izuku one more time "Nisha why are you on that boy's back?" She inquired her voice was gentle, uncommonly so. Izuku waited to Nisha to answer "Some meanies were trying to hurt me" the White horned girl breathed her eyes reflected the light-brown-haired girl's.
Izuku could see her breath hitch as she felt a chill run down his spine, her eyes shrunk. She practically jumped at Izuku placing her hands on Nisha's shoulders.
Her body revealed a panicked state "Are you alright?!" She asked looking around her face and arm for any sign of injuries. While checking on her, her eyes fell on her legs and saw the arms that held her covered in cuts with the blood dried.
She crouched down her hand stroking Izuku's forearms feeling his cuts.
"Are you hurt too?" She turned to the younger boy, he merely looked back with a bashful look of embarrassment .
"Y-yeah" he hesitantly spoke, he could feel her eyes on him. Yet that brought a sensation of smooth over his body.
"They tried to hurt me and I sprained my ankle, but Izuku saved me and fought them. He won be he got hurt because of me, since I couldn't walk Izuku carried me so we could get dad to patch him up. "Nisha explained.
The blond girl was obviously scared by the thought of Nisha being targeted by children of her age, and she knew the others won't hold back while using their quirk. To hear that someone came to help her relieved her. She looked closer.
He didn't look like someone who had the courage to go up against several people who are above him in number nor age. Well, their uncle could do it with no effort but that was because he was used to it and he was stronger than most, whereas Izuku was Nisha's age.
"Oh," she breathe in realization "I did not introduce myself. My name is Yoshimura Aponia;"
Izuku embarrassingly looked at her "My name is Yagi Izuku! You have the same last name does that mean your sibling? "He asked, Neither of them shared a resemblance, at least a physical one. The only thing he could find was the color of their eyes and even then Nisha's eyes were light blue with a slight glow where Aponia eyes were sporting as blue as dark as the depth of the ocean. Well, he and Izumi weren't really similar in term of appearance except the few strands of green she got from their mother. Even her eyes were different, Normally a child would inherit one of the parent's eyes color or in some rare case be heterochromatic and not a mix of both colors.
DNA could be one hell of a mess sometimes,
Aponia nodded in confirmation.
"Izuku can you let me carry Nisha? your cuts might reopen if you try to carry her further." Izuku looked behind to make eye contact with Nisha, The said girl was quite reluctant on agreeing with her sister on that one, she would usually listen to what her sister would say but she actually enjoyed being carried by the bushy-haired boy that saved her.
Aponia brought her hands up in front of her chest as she brought together in a clap,
A golden aura appeared just above Izuku and more precisely around Nisha, Izuku felt the weight on his back leaving as he looked up to see Nisha hovering just above him. Aponia still had her hand joined the same aura was emanated by her hand.
Nisha felt her body slightly jerk forward as she neared her sister, Aponia's glow dimmed down as she caught her sister in her arms, She placed the horned-girl on her back, Carrying her in the same way the green-haired boy did for her .
Izuku eyes sparkled in wonder as a child in front of their first fireworks show, he always fantasized about having a telekinesis quirk like his mother, she showed him how she pulled small object towards her; She told him that her quirk was considered a minor telekinesis because of her limit use that only made her attract a small object to her.
Aponia as a child achieved to lift a human body in the air and move her by clapping her hand. Now that he thought about it, he didn't saw Nisha's quirk, He might get the chance to get to see it.
'Nisha said that her father could patch me up, so it would mean that her father would have a healing-based quirk, but then it would mean that her mom have a telekinesis one from what I've seen, Nisha has horns and her appearance can change, that doesn't seem to match with either, a mutation?, maybe-'
"Izuku-kun!" Izuku looked at Aponia, he realized what he was doing "Sorry, I usually do this when I see someone using their quirk." He explained.
Aponia looked at the younger boy "We should hurry, come with us" Izuku tailed behind them,
Izuku felt the warmth of the sun washing over him, a familiar sensation considering the sun shun through his windows in the morning, It has always been there for him. Like a hug awaiting him to start a new day. The sun's light was accompanied by the wind brushing each pieces of his body, Izuku always felt that something was missing with him, like a chunk of his being was missing and begging to be brought back to complete him, He first felt that void when he was diagnosed as quirkless. Those two things at least brought a feel of fulfillment .
They arrived in another area where different children experimenting with swings and mostly using their quirks to cause something that every child in existence know best.
Utter death and Destruction of their surrounding as a child that have achieved consciousness and escaped their crib to go to that damn kitchen and realize that he's too short.
Izuku looked around, the other seemed so happy playing with their quirks, his fists closed tightly for a second before relaxing. He found it unfair, so unfair. He cried so hard that blasted day.
The light-brown-haired girl noticed the change around Izuku. "Is there something wrong Izuku-kun, does your arms hurts ?",
Izuku looked aside "N-no... It's nothing" he assured her. The small group arrived walked pass the groups to arrive at a place where several metal benches were placed for parents to stay near their children while they were playing, those places had the used to monitor a potential incident that would occur with in most case someone injuring other with their quirk by accident, While the law strictly forbidden public use of quirks, children who just manifested their quirk mostly had weak firepower to begin with. In such a case it became an unspoken law that kindergarten's children were "allowed" to use their quirk. In rarer case Villains would come and try to either kill or kidnap and rarer Demon appearing through people for the sole goal of mindless slaughter.
Aponia's gaze fell upon a particular bench with 3 people sitting on it. A middle age man with a pale complexion. He had long messy white hair that reached to his back; it was messy enough to be confused for an enormous pile of wool strapped to his back; he had dark brown eyes, his square jaw gave him somewhat of an intimidating aura contrasting with the relaxed expression he wore on his face, He was casually dressed with a black shirt covered with an unzipped gray blazer with light blue stripes going from the shoulders and following the sleeves, a white hiking pants held up by a black belt with dark blue buckles, His right cheek had a zig-zag shaped scar.
Near him a slightly taller man with a sharp face, red spiky hair and slit white eyes he donned a brown pants with a grey shirt along with a white coat with golden accents on the chest going from his hips to his solar plexus, he also wore brown-colored business shoes, Next to that man sat a young-looking woman with a dark blue skirt that reached just above her knees with a white stripe above the ends, she also wore a black closed vest with lime-green floral pattern on the sleeves. She had a rather round face with orange eyes and baby-blue hair styled in a high ponytail.
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"Mom! Dad! Uncle" A voice snapped them out of their conversation as they looked towards the source to see Aponia still carrying Nisha with Izuku leaning sidewards from her back peeking at the adults in front of them. The red-haired man's eyes back the young boy, he noticed his daughter was trying to hold back some kind of wince as if she was injured. He stood up from his spot before walking up to them crouching down to Aponia side his eyes still fixated on Nisha's.
"Nisha what happened?" He asked, his tone full of concern yet seriousness could be felt his voice. He scanned to see if any injuries. His eyes narrowed at her ankle. "You tripped?" he asked, his eyes drifted to the small boy that followed his daughters. He rose an eyebrow.
"No Dad, I was playing with the other kids at the playground but then they wanted to play Heroes and Villains and hurt me so, I couldn't run towards you since they blocked the ways so I ran in the forest but they cornered me. They were About to attack me with their quirks but Izuku-kun saved me but he got hurt because of me." Nisha relayed to her father as they turned to the form of Izuku who was slightly shaking and gazing away not being used to receive attention.
"I brought him so you could heal him, so please can you heal him?" She pleaded.
The adult was immediately concerned with Nisha being attacked but the red-haired man who was still crouched down only sensed the sprained ankle and Nisha's end, and it was probably just her stomping her feet because provoked it.
He brought his left palm up promptly pointed it at her ankle, slowly it glowed with a green aura swirling around it, soon the galaxy-haired girl felt a cool sensation soothing her legs as the ache diminished before completely disappearing. Nisha had been injured due testing the limits and the abilities she possessed because of that she was used to going to either her dad or Uncle to get patched up. While it earned her some scolding courtesy of her mother and sister about breaking some of their furniture or accidentally setting things on fire.
"Aponia, you can put her down." Aponia nodded before letting go of her sister that stood on the ground.
"You're hurt let me heal you!" Izuku hurt a gentle voice just behind him. Obviously startled by it he turned to see the white-haired man standing, He kept his eyes fixated on the man that kneed in front of his new friend so intensely that he didn't register the taller man coming from behind. Izuku saw he was already crouched at his level his hand glowing with a similar to Nisha's father's but instead of the green aura was a dark red one, Izuku felt a warm sensation on his cuts.
Izuku felt warmth a lot of time, under his covers, when he received a hug, when he played with his friend or either physical or emotional, yet this warmth was something he knew he never felt yet he couldn't help but feel a sense of familiarity to it. He couldn't put his finger on it. He felt at his turn the pain fade away as the white-haired man pulled a handkerchief from his pocket before his other hand produced an aqua blue glow as water appeared out of thin hair as it spun in a circle hovering about his hand, soon enough the water was directed on the piece of clothes soaking it in water.
"Do you want to remove the blood yourself?" Izuku turned to him, not knowing what to respond in front of strange, he nodded as he was handed the handkerchief.
While his cuts has closed off his arms were still mostly covered in dried blood. It was perfect to let people imagine the pseudo murder he committed.
Rubbing the piece of clothes against his skin he felt the cold bite of the air as he cleaned himself off.
Looking at the young child, the white-haired man hummed to himself in contentment. The young boy's checked around his arms to see any bloodstains remaining on him. He let out a sigh before turning to the man.
"Thanks, sir! Though not I got it dirty, sorry" Izuku turned to the man holding out the bloodstained handkerchief for the man to take. While he could see a smile on his face, he could also see the nervousness. He took it from the child. Izuku's looked at the three adults around him before looking back at Aponia and Nisha, while he had was a 4-year-old child he understood concepts like inheriting genes from parents to offsprings. He basically knew that children had physical traits or even quirks that belongs to their parents with the slim chance of DNA messing things up like Jamie Oliver messing up an egg-fried rice recipe and produce a mix with either eyes color like his sister of quirks that could meld together to make a combination.
He wondered how Aponia and Nisha looked that way when their parents looked totally different, well he could still see some similarities in terms of face, eye shape and other minor detail but he chose not to be dwelt on something that wasn't that important.
Standing there motionless when his thoughts about the different appearances between children and parent were still rampant.
Izuku was knocked out of his thought by the blue-haired-woman, her face harboring a gentle smile. She was standing next to him her hand joined to her front.
"My name is Yoshimura Miyuki, I'm the mother of Aponia and Nisha nice to meet you!" She gave a slight bow, Izuku looked at her "My name is Yagi Izuku! Nice to meet you too Ma'am." Izuku bowed at his turn.
"Thank you for saving my daughter." She thanked him. She internally berated herself because of her negligence that almost let her daughter being in harm's way, fortunately she was saved in time,
Izuku scratched the back of his head "It's nothing, anyone would have done the same." He embarrassingly uttered out, The woman's gaze remained on him. Miyuki found that the attitude of that child was very modest, uncommonly so. "Not anyone would go alone against multiple kids that are older than you, that was courageous of you." She spoke back earning a beet-red face from Izuku as he was sweating and stuttering trying to talk to no avail.
"Izuku come with me, we're going to play tag" Izuku was suddenly called out by Nisha who walked up to him grabbed his wrist and almost dragged him away from her parents seeing the nervosity of Izuku who clearly didn't fare any well in his position. Just before they Nisha dragged further a familiar golden glow surrounded her hand. A shadow loomed over them as Nisha sweat profusely. The red-haired man that healed Nisha stood behind them like a giant preparing to unleash the worst punishment on them.
"Nice to Meet you Izuku-kun." Izuku gulped, the man stared down at him, his arms crossed with his right hand having the same golden glow Aponia showed. His eyes piercing through Izuku's head "It's not nice to drag someone who's in a conversation Nisha" His figure was shadowed by the shining run above him making his slit white eyes glow in contrast and give his eyes a predatory appearance as if Izuku and Nisha were about to get eaten by a wild animal.
"My name is Yashimura Akashi, nice to meet you," he started "I also wanted to thank you for helping my daughter," his tone remaining stern not making neither kids relax. "My daughter seems to want to play with you so I'll make this quirk," He crouched down before leaning to whisper at Izuku's ears.
"If I learn you harmed my daughter, I will know and I will-"
''Ack" He let out a pained squeal as the glow around his hand faded as both arms shot to his head holding the area where fume was coming off his skull, Miyuki stood just behind him with her fist brought down.
"Don't worry about him just go play with Nisha, Aponia do you want to play with them? I need to *talk* with your father" she kindly asked, Aponia knew that sometime her father would be overly intimidating towards another boy of her age or Nisha's. She heeded her mother's world and follow the two, the overprotective behavior of both of their dad has led their mother to bring their father back to reason often by smacking the back of his head. "Honey, how many time did I tell you not to do this?" It was obviously a rhetorical question because of the many time he had been lectured both has lost counts on how many time Akashi got scolded.
"Hisashi you really should teach my husband how to stop threatening people around him." She groaned, the white-haired man let out a chuckle become sighing "I'm sure he wouldn't listen anyway" Hisashi rebutted."Say Hisashi why Didn't you brought Kyosuke and Minato?" He asked, He was quite surprised to not see them with Hisashi, they usually followed him anywhere he was.
"Minato is still acclimating and Kyosuke is staying to help him." He answered looking towards Izuku's direction humming to himself. "I remember when he woke up, you were crying all over him" Akashi mused. "Well, how could I not..." Hisashi started, his sight went to the blue sky. He remembered that day.
Everything was worth.
"I hope they don't get in trouble again while we're not here." Miyuki placed her right hand on her cheek.
Hisashi perked up "I will go with them, you know. Keeping an eye out just in case." He declared as he walked off "Plus it will give you the change to *talk* "Laughing to himself as more distance was seen between them.
"You traitor!" Akashi shouted out of desperation as he felt a shadow looming over him, he looked behind him to see his wife enveloped in a dark aura with red eyes.
Akashi gulped and prayed the late Lord.
After being healed by Nisha's parents, Izuku, Aponia and Nisha went to a unique spot, while a few child passed by here and there they would just move and play elsewhere.
But now ?
Izuku and Nisha were running in the middle of the forest as they were chased by Aponia. The three of them eventually played cops and robbers, Aponia volunteered to play the cop while the other two played the robbers,
Nisha and Izuku learned that Aponia under her gentle behavior she was actually quite restless for chase them. Izuku has been running for several minutes.
Jumping over a stray branch Izuku looked back to see Nisha slightly slowing down from fatigue while Aponia heeled them. He zig-zagged through the forest.
The 3 of them clearly delimited there area where they could be, it was also to prevent either someone losing themselves in the dense forest or having endless forwards chase. He saw Aponia was getting closer and closer to him, because of her age and height she was a little faster than him.
"You're going to jail Izuku-kun" she spoke just loudly enough for him to hear her, Nisha was around them also there was more space between her and Aponia than Him to the older girl.
Aponia who was almost within arm reach threw her arm forwards to tap Izuku shoulder. Izuku who just heard her looked over his shoulder to see the outstretching hand coming for him. Time froze around him for a moment before Izuku flexed his leg slightly ducking under the hand, Aponia eyes widened slightly before bringing her hand down.
Izuku performed a gracious jumping to the side he twisted his body sideward for his foot to slam onto a nearby tree's trunk before leaping off right above the light brown-haired girl's head before running away as fast as his leg could allow him. Aponia looked up to see the form of Izuku already running away as she ran again.
Izuku couldn't believe himself, since he was a child he always loved how heroes without quirk that allowed them to achieve superhuman physical abilities still moved across cities by executing fancy moves, since then he always attempted to reproduce the move he saw on either the internet or on TV, at first he fell here and there injuring himself several time much to the terror of his parents and younger sister who tried to convince him to stop.
He secretly practiced his moves, at first his attempts resulted in him being injured, since he didn't want anyone to know he always snuck into the bathroom to take pads and a bottle of disinfectant to patch himself, but with time he improved and even though he was just a young child of 4 years to his life he became used to use the wall and other hazardous object as bumper and move faster than most child.
"Izuku-kun!" Nisha called out her arm poking behind a tree as she signaled him her position, she made a come here gesture while Izuku looked back to hear footsteps from afar. Already on his way to hide with the white-horned girl, he ended up being wrapped in the young girl and pulled against the tree to hide him.
"Wha-""
"Shh" She silenced him as they both heard creaking noises from a branch from where Izuku was. Both were struck silent, Izuku eyes went to Nisha who tried to keep her breathing as silent as she could. Izuku guessed from the sweat trailing down her cheek and her heavy breathing that she was exhausted.
Aponia voice made its way to their ears in a faint sound "Where are they..."she muttered as she looked around. Not finding any hint on Izuku's location she took a deep breath to focus herself, her deep-dark blue eyes scanned the area as her eyes locked themselves onto a nearby tree.
She crouched down before slowly walking towards it while making sure not stomp on any wooden stick that might give her away. She stopped walking just before jumping to the side to find Nisha and Izuku behind the tree crouched down before slapping her palms on their shoulders earning a squeal from both of them.
"I got you" she declared as she looked at Izuku and Nisha who where pouting adorably at her with their cheeks puffing.
Nisha put her hands and her hips in indignation "How did you find us?! we were hidden behind the tree and we didn't make any noise !"
"I may have cheated a little... Again" Aponia put her hands over her chin looking away as if it would anything in hiding her shame. Nisha and Aponia used to play together since the galaxy-haired girl was in diaper, it naturally built a strong bond between them but for play Aponia always used to cheat when she was about to lose, since Nisha was younger she didn't learn how to do the same yet since she wasn't old enough.
Nisha's reaction wasn't to be waited for long before scolding her older sister "Again?! You promised last time to not use it again!" Izuku looked back and forth between them to find the meaning of their words. Nisha noted Izuku's confusion as she sighed "Don't do it again Aponia-oneechan".
Aponia nodded in affirmation as she spoke again "Since I won, what do we play next?" she asked the both of them.
Izuku perked up, "We could play Her- "Izuku was about to propose his game but remembered that that game was the same game used as an excuse by the older kids to beat up his friend, and he understandably avoided anything that would remind Nisha of the earlier event. He crouched down pointer finger tapping against just below the lower lips. The light brown-haired girl and Nisha watched him silencing himself and muttering to himself, Aponia eyes drifted from his face to his hair where a brown leaf found shelter in Izuku's fluffy mess that was referred as his hairs.
She pinched the tip of the leaf before pulling it out feeling his hair with the back of her small hand.
Izuku felt something tug the top of his head, he looked up to see Nisha and Aponia looking at him with concern harbored on their face. He looked at himself to realize that he went again into his muttering-spree. He rose back up hands behind his back his body not stopping to slump from side to side as if his body wanted to escape the embarrassing situation.
"Sorry I was muttering again, can you repeat what you said?" Aponia just lifted the leaf for him to see "I was just taking of a leaf that was stuck in your" she explained. Nisha and Aponia completely forgot about the question of the next game that they could play, Nisha looked at the cloud that topped Izuku's head with a certain interest.
The blue-haired girl's hand found its way into the green-haired boy's hair as she felt the softness of it.
'It's so fluffy!' she internally squealed keeping feeling Izuku's hair, Aponia and Izuku froze as they watched the girl putting her second hand petting Izuku's hair. Izuku couldn't believe himself "N-Nisha-chan? W-w-what a-are you d-doing?" she breathed out. This snapped her out of her trance. Horror downed upon her as she realize what she was doing.
She ripped her hands off of Izuku's hair at such speed that she almost ripped some of his hair "S-sorry Izuku-kun, I didn't know what I was doing" her breathing quickened she thought Izuku would get angry at her and lash out for touching him without permission, Nisha was taught that people outside aren't as kind as they seemed to be.
Izuku seeing her panic and immediately held onto Nisha's shoulder "Calm down! I'm not mad." he reassured her he was just surprised by her gesture, not that Izuku would ever admit that he loved the feeling of having his haired caressed to anyone.
Aponia looked at Izuku's hair then looked back at Nisha.
'Why did she felt his hair?' She asked herself, she had a feel of his hair when hair when he snatched the leaf out, she couldn't deny that his hair felt somewhat nice and since Izuku didn't seem to mind...
Izuku let out a yelp as he felt another pair of hands traveling across his hairs, He let go or Nisha's shoulders before turning to aponia who had pink dusting her cheeks as she didn't stop to feel his hair.
The look of betrayal that Izuku portrayed was priceless.
"Your hair are so soft!" Aponia declared out loud, she felt like her hand were petting a sheep whose wool was as soft as a cloud with the messiness that allowed her hand to travel across unknown lands.
Weird metaphor but it would do for now.
Nisha looked at Izuku "Can I also pet your hair?" Izuku couldn't refuse Nisha's request, especially if she was giving him the puppy eyes treatment. "Sure!" he agreed, soon enough Izuku was sandwiched between both of them as he fought off the redness that was spreading in his body.
Izuku slowly felt himself overwhelmed by the hands rubbing in his hair "How do you get soft hair like this?" Aponia almost demanded as the two other could clearly sense the envy dripping from her words. "I don't know I just apply my usual shampoo go wash my hair "he weakly answered her. His gazes wandered around hoping that no one was here to witness his situation.
Fortunately Izuku took sight of no one around. While wandering, his gaze fixated onto Nisha's horns, the pure white that extruded on the top of her head, he noticed how her horns grew when her hair became blue and her eyes glass-crystal blue.
The longer his eyes longed on them the more he wanted to pet them. He waited until they stopped pestering the mess he called his hair. He couldn't help but laugh, it already has been several minutes since the girl started pampering his hair and they seemed to really get into it.
Aponia spoke to her sister "It's enough we messed with his hair long enough" moving out her hand out of his hair. Nisha's face flushed red under her sister's and the boy's stare before backing off.
"Sorry, I was also curious about how soft they were!" she told him
'Are they really that soft?' Izuku asked himself. His mother and aunt always kept talking about hair conditioner and shampoo to get the best hair they could. When he asked his dad why they were made it look like it was a topic of conversation that needed such long exchange he was only met by the classical excuse of "You'll understand when you grow up" he remembered his father telling him this exact sentence when he thought about everything.
He saw Nisha slightly calmed down, since She and Aponia were curious about his hair, he thought it would be alright for him to ask to pet her horns.
Izuku approached Nisha "Nisha-chan?" he piped up, both girls's attention were on him "Can I touch your horns?" Nisha took a step back as her face was slowly overtaken by a crimson tint while she held the sides of her head looking away.
"T-touching my h-horns?!" she stammered, Izuku struggled to make sense of the gibberish she was muttering. Nisha was pushed back to a corner, she was the one who touched Izuku's hair just moments ago, it would make sense that Izuku could settle the score by touching her horns, yet Nisha was revealing hesitation. Since her horns grew for the first time she experiences several moments where something contacted them thus led to Nisha to experience several sensory overloads in them,
Her mother has been lecturing her on how she'd eventually build up tolerance to contact and over time become less and less sensitive.
She looked at Izuku her cheeks still tinted by her blush, her eyes contemplated his green orbs "Y-yea... just don't put too much force on them. They can hurt really bad if you hold them too hard" she bashfully agree to his regret, Aponia eyes widened slightly, she knew Nisha's situation concerning her horns.
Izuku lifted his right hand up as, Nisha saw Izuku's hand closing the gap between his small hand and her horns.
The young girl was bracing herself for the slight pain her horns was about to let her feel. Since Izuku agreed to do it gently, she'd imagined that the pain would be slightly more bearable.
Only for her to feel something on her horn to flare up, but not in pain. A sudden warmth spread into her body. She perfectly felt the hand rubbing over her horns, she heard him agreeing on not putting too much force on her, But Izuku was using next to no force, his touch ever so gently.
She couldn't comprehend what was happening with her. She expected a slight discomfort and some pains but none of them dawned onto her. Instead, Nisha felt soothed. Izuku has whisked his hand over her horns; when she looked at the green-haired boy, she could practically see the stars filling Izuku's eyes. His face harbored a gentle smile directed at the girl that would have melted her over if a smile could produce any heat.
Izuku's hand was brought down to the base, the texture felt as smooth as pure traced along the end, he noted the end seemed to be more brittle, in consequences he applied cautiousness when his hand traveled those areas.
Izuku moved back his hand from Nisha horn rub the area on her head in-between her horns. His fingers feeling the silky smooth hair, during an instant Nisha and Izuku forgot about their surrounding only to acknowledge each other's existence.
Something deep stirred up within Izuku's soul.
Izuku eventually decided that he had his fun and removed his hand off her head much to her disappointment, Izuku really wanted to do it longer but his brain forced him to realized that during that moment he has forgotten about the older girl with them.
He caught her envious gaze his mind blue screening out of sheer embarrassment.
"you seem to enjoy this a lot" Izuku only saw a smile on Aponia's face but he could clearly see that Aponia had an ominous aura around her, not trusting himself to find the adequate answer to calm her he kept himself silenced.
Nisha piped up, as if to save Izuku from an unfortunate fate. "Hey Izuku..." She started making both child turn her way.
"I wanted to ask. How do you know how to use a stick like a sword like you did when you saved me?" she questioned. Well... a person achieving to defeat a group of super-powered human was a feat. But defeating a group that was older than oneself with a quirk while being quirkless as an exploit to their scale. Izuku looked at her then placed his hand on his chin,
Deep in reflexion, Izuku reminisced his life to give a satisfactory answer to her.
"I've never used a stick like that!" He started "But I remember that when I hold a stick like that I feel like I've always had it." Izuku looked over near a tree to spot a rather long wooden stick.
He walked up to it picking it up. His left hand gripping firmly on the lower end while his right one just a little above". I just picked it up and the rest naturally came to me" he explained..
Izuku understood a lot of things for his age, yet he couldn't understand certain sensation that came to him when he was interacting with certain object. When he taught himself to move around by example, while he injured himself and failed to execute certain moves, they always felt natural to him.
There was also this time where Inko tried to lock up the fridge to prevent Izuku and Izumi from eating the entire cake before only to be met at her return by an open fridge with Izuku Toshinori and Izumi with the cake finished the lock unlocked. The same day Inko conducted a series of interrogation since neither of them was talking. Toshinori and Izumi said that the fridge was never locked to begin with.
But in reality Izuku lock picked it using a pair of hairpin, and he denied anything related to that incident, Inko merely sighed in defeat knowing that it would bring them anywhere.
Izuku often realize how some activities he never done before simply felt familiar and needed little to no guidance to perform them.
Aponia looked at the younger child wanting to ask her question.
"Izuku- "She uttered out before being interrupted by an authoritative voice .
"You there!" Their moment was interrupted by a group of adults who shouted towards them, Izuku instinctively moved to Nisha and Aponia's side, the stick he held still hand, his pupil slightly shrunk upon recognizing the older gray-haired boy who tried to hurt his friend. His eyes narrowed towards them as he noted the other cronies tailing behind them each of them sported bumps on their body with some bruises visible on their face.
Izuku turned to Nisha, he saw that her hand was shaking. He gently took it with his own, Aponia looked at the scene in realization 'They must be their parents' she thought.
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"It was you who harmed our son!" an older woman with Grey hair and blue eyes, her face was sharp of feature with long eyebrows and fair skin. She wore a simple blue dress with a checkered pattern basically spat, Izuku's posture slightly shrunk showing his intimidated statue. "Do you have any idea to what you have done?!" she pointed to the gray-haired boy that sported large bumps on the wrists and bruises on the knees and chin.
"You didn't stop to one but all of our owns!" roared another, Izuku eyes turned to gaze as the tall man that advanced towards him, his physique was quite impressive, he was quite bulky with his grey shirt being tight enough to show his muscles underneath. He dangerously advanced in direction. His fist was clenched as he glared right at Izuku.
Izuku tried to put a smile on his face barely concealing his fear "They tried to attack my friend!" Izuku defended himself. The other parents looked at him in disgust, as if they saw a cockroach in front of them. The tall man looked down at Izuku, his glare hardened as his face turned into a scowl. "I didn't give you the permission to talk *Red Sneakers*!" the man's right fist turned into dull steel hammer as he brought his hammer to his left shoulder before swinging it sideward slapping Izuku's body away. Aponia and Nisha were horrified, their body felt like they sunk into fresh cement and could no longer move, they witnessed their new friend tumble along the ground bouncing off several times before sliding to land. Izuku used the stick he held in his right hand. His body was shaking, his head was pumping he literally felt like a hammer pounded on his head. The stick he held stabbed the ground beneath as he pushed himself off the ground using the wooden spike as a cane. His face clearly showed how pained he was as blood poured from the side of his head, the adult didn't seem disturbed neither was their child some of them even cracked up grin at the sight.
Aponia and Nisha gasped in horror, they wanted to run to his side and runaway but the adults spoke up "And you!" one of them pointed to Nisha "You playing with the likes of him. Don't you have no shame?" as they were interrogating her the bulky man walked up to her and grabbed her arm pulling it up forcing her to look his way. "Your parents would be ashamed of you, you devil spawn!" he snarled as the hammer that replaced his hand turned back to its original state. His hand swiped sideward aiming toward her cheek, Aponia's hand surrounded itself with golden lightnings cackling. Her parents have taught that she had the duty of protecting her little sister, and was also told to use everything she learned if Nisha was in danger.
Just before Aponia thrusted her hand towards electrocuting the taller man in mind.
Just before the man's hand reached Nisha.
Just before Izuku's stick touched the man's crotch.
The hand was about to strike Nisha was stopped dead in its track by a familiar presence to at least 2 of them.
"What were you about to do to my niece?" The words spoke by the white-haired man was clear, his grip on the appendage increase in strength causing the man to struggle out of this but to no avail.
"U-uncle Hisashi?" Nisha murmured.
"I- "The man's rebuttal was cut short by a wooden stick slamming up his crotch from behind, his body jerked upwards as his knees gave out, the name now revealed to be named Hisashi released his grip out of surprise and mild amusement, Izuku's expression remained unreadable. His eyes devoid of life, pulling the rod back to him as he twisted himself to the right as he dashed to the left spinning sideward the stick sticking out to slam onto the man's head side.
Nobody around Izuku noticed a minor detail that stood out from the rest, except Hisashi who stared at Izuku his pupil slightly dilating out of shock, the man fell to the ground on his side. Izuku stood there in front of Hisashi his eyes dead wandering across the clump of adults and children. Aponia's hand finished its motion as the lighting gathered to take the shape of a spike that soared through the air, originally aiming towards the now knocked out man It now took Izuku as the target since Izuku appeared just behind him.
The older blond gasped in fear as she was about to be struck her own friend. The golden spear was about to land against its unintended target .
If it wasn't out of the pale hand that caught the spear mid-flight before crushing it. Hisashi smiled at her niece. "Aponia-chan, your attack was good but keep in mind to watch your surrounding and your target's." he amusingly spoke.
Hisashi looked at Izuku nodding approvingly, yet the sight of blood covering Izuku's head brought a frown to him. "Can I know why a group of adults brought their children to attack others?" he coldly asked while passing Izuku, the young boy didn't move an inch, the stick held by his left hand this time. Nisha and Aponia didn't wait any longer as they rushed to Izuku's side checking up on his injuries.
"Izuku-kun you're hurt! "Aponia cried out, she may have met him only for 1 hour but Aponia hated to see Izuku bleeding so much at the hands of other way more that she could ever see herself do. Izuku didn't look any other way except forward. "It's okay" were his only words. The way he spoke those words creeped them out, Izuku's tone was always cheerful even when Aponia saw his bleeding arm, he was nothing but kindness taking the form of a kid albeit shyness was also a prominent trait that could fit Izuku's box, yet this word were spoken with such coldness, but Aponia and Nisha differenced the hostile one that hid anger and the other that hid nervousness.
"That Red Sneakers dared to hurt them" one of them signaled to the older kids injured priorly to now."And that Shameful child was playing with it!" Hisashi eyes narrowed as he started to steadily walked toward the one that uttered these words. He looked back to see Izuku's eyes fixated onto that man ,his fingers digging deeper into the wooden rod. Hisashi's frown deepened even more. Several things stood out to him.
First, they referred Izuku as a Red Sneaker. Hisashi heard it several time and learned its signification. It was a pejorative term used to refer towards quirkless peoples, due doe the pinkie-toe losing a joint during the rising of quirks, shoes adapted to that factor and slightly shortened their shoes on that are resulting in a discomfort for quirkless to wear, following this a certain brand of shoes specialized itself into making red sneakers. The problem was... They only made Red Sneakers making Quirkless people recognizable from afar. He looked at Izuku's shoes to sigh, Izuku was quirkless. Second, they also referred Izuku as *it* like an object or an animal only existing for the use of others.
"Such disrespect to human life" Hisashi growled. Hisashi's brought his hand together, slowly cracking his knuckles before vanishing his previous location as a small gust of wind formed kicking up the dust as all adult's body jerked in various directions, their children took a step back out of fear. "I won't allow it" he declared. The adult was holding some part of their body groaning in pain as their breathing went heavy, some of them spat saliva with drool coming out of the corner of their lips. Hisashi stood behind "I will *not* repeat myself!" He declared.
"Leave!" he ordered them. Small rocks levitated in the air while everybody left the air thicken and the gravity become heavier. Izuku's eyes blinked as they found their sparkles. he looked around him in confusion, he saw the stick in his left hand and Hisashi standing near all the adult that tried to attack; but now they were on the ground panting, their cubs could barely stand.
Izuku also felt the pressure that the air submitted him too. He felt a strange sensation of...
Familiarity.
' I have already felt something like this before' he told himself, the pressure lessened to finally disappear.
It wasn't an understatement to say that they all ran away from Hisashi to save their lives. The white-haired man sighed before walking back Izuku. "I'm sorry I came too late." He bowed a perfect 90 degree in apology, Izuku immediately lifted his small hands up "Mister, You don't have to apologies: You were here just in time to save us" he explained.
Hisashi looked incredulously at the child, he was modes... scratch that. When a mosquito would bite him he would apologize for being in his way. He crouched down to get at Izuku's level.
He placed his hand up as it glowed with the same blood red aura he used to heal Izuku. Izuku felt a familiar cool sensation on his head. The blood that dripped from his head flowed backwards, once the blood accumulated in the wound, it rapidly closed up. "We don't want anyone to see you in that state, do you?" he joked to ease the tense atmosphere.
However, it made Izuku shriek out of realization. "I totally forgot about my mom! "Izuku panicked "It's getting pretty late, and I promised I wouldn't play too far" He looked around.
He then turned to the other three "Sorry for going so soon" he gave a bow to them before running towards the road. He ran much to the dismay of Aponia and her younger sister.
"Izuku-kun" Izuku was stopped in his track by Aponia and Nisha's voice calling out to him. He turned to see both girls running up to him then...
*CHU*
Izuku felt his whole body heating feeling a pair of lips on each cheek. Aponia kissed his left cheek and Nisha his right. He also felt their arms wrapped around him.
"We can play again next time!" Nisha declared. Aponia seemed to tighten the hug. Izuku felt completely overwhelmed.
During this time, Hisashi was definitely not taking the entire scene on camera for teasing purpose, He was about to burst out laughing but he kept it to himself.
The two girls broke the hug. Izuku spoke up "I promise that we'll play again!" He gave one last smile before running away.
"My" a voice piped up from behind "You seem to like an awful lot this boy" Hisashi had the smuggest face he could muster. Hisashi that was most kind, generous. But in situation like this he perfectly adopted his role as their uncle, which was teasing his nieces about their crushes.
Nisha and Aponia Wanted to disappear from the surface of the earth. They simultaneously prayed That their uncle would never bring it up to their parents;
"Let's get you to your parents and we won't speak of what happened here, I'd rather not have you mother strangle me." He pointed to the opposite side of where Izuku has gone.
Nisha and Aponia looked back to the opposite direction of where they were walking.
'I hope I will meet you again Izuku.' Both of them said to themselves.