I have more! I hope you are liking the developement of the characters through time. I try to keep the stroy exciting and adorable. I love the brotherly love aspect.

Anyway, I hope you like it. On to the next part!

*I do not own Boku no Hero Academia or any of its Characters*

Childhood Arc #3

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New Tests

8 days later

Inko sat with both her boys in a small doctor's office, waiting for the results of the new X-Rays she took for the twins.

True to her word, she went out in search of a new doctor after her last one nearly destroyed Izuku's dream and heart. She found a nice doctor who worked well with children and was quite understanding of the quirkless community.

She had to wait for a few weeks on her appointment to go through, but it will all be worth it once she gets the results she had been waiting for. She absently wondered why she had ever gone to her old doctor in the first place.

Then the answer popped into her head. Hisashi.

She sighed and placed a hand on both her boy's heads. She was so glad things were back to normal. While Izuku may or may not have a quirk, Itsuki's love for his brother didn't wane at all, and neither did Izuku for his brother.

Though there was a period of a few weeks that Itsuki felt like it was his fault his brother didn't have a quirk, his mind going to the idea that he took all the quirk for himself. Izuku of course thought it was silly and told his older twin that quirks don't work that way and that he didn't take anything. Itsuki was on the fence about it for a while, but eventually, he took his brother's words to heart.

The twins, though only one having a confirmed quirk, had never been closer.

The door opened to reveal a young looking man with short blond hair, looking at the family with a smile. "Hello Mrs Midoriya, I have the results for the test you requested right here." The folder the young doctor was holding was opened up and he pulled out two shiny pieces of plastic looking paper. He took them both and pinned them up to the wall beside the family, letting them get a good look at the results. The X-Rays of both Izuku and Itsuki hung right next to each other, their names in the bottom right corners.

"Now..." The doctor stated. "You said that only one of your sons had a quirk right? Itsuki, if I'm correct?" Inko nodded and so did Itsuki, pulling out a match from his pocket and lighting it against his chair. "Itsuki, what are you doing playing with fire?" Inko asked her son incredulously.

"Don't worry, I won't hurt anyone. I've been practicing!" Itsuki smiled. He lifted his unoccupied hand and made a pulling motion away from the lit match, watching with satisfaction as the little flame floated off the wood and closer to his hand. Izuku clapped his hands with excitement and the doctor nodded with a smile. "Quite an interesting quirk little one." The blond man stated. Itsuki nodded happily and stopped his focus on the flame, letting it die harmlessly in the air it was floating in.

"So...you've been practicing?" Inko asked sweetly. "And when were you going to tell me about practicing with fire, Itsuki-kun?" Itsuki got nervous and waved his hands rapidly. "I -I was g-gonna tell you, bu-but, uhh, you see, uhh..." Inko saw through him like a glass door. Izuku started to giggle at Itsuki's failed attempt at making an excuse. Itsuki didn't find it very funny though.

"From now on, you will only practice when I am there to supervise you and make sure you don't get hurt, alright?" The older twin nodded, not wanting to face his mother's wrath. The doctor found the whole situation adorable.

"Eh hem." He cleared his throat, getting the family's attention and slowing Izuku's laughter into quiet giggles. "Sorry about that, but let's get onto the results yes?" He pointed to the X-ray of Izuku's foot. "As you can see, there is two joints on his pinky toe, which would normally mean that there was little to no way that he would have a quirk, however..." The man then pointed to Itsuki's foot, which looked almost identical to his brother's. "Itsuki also has two joints. That is extremely rare. He has developed a quirk despite his genes not modifying the bones in his feet, which is an almost universal symbol for having a quirk."

"Does that mean that Izuku might have a quirk as well?" Inko asked. "He's wanted to be a hero since he first started crawling. His second word as a baby was 'hero'." The doctor nodded.

"Well, normally I would tell you that there is little chance he would develop a quirk, but your other son already has one, despite having the same joints as his brother. All I can say is... if there is anyone that would develop a quirk, despite having two pinky joints, it would be Midoriya Izuku."

That...that was what Inko wanted to hear.

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The Comic

6 years later

Itsuki Midoriya strolled down the street, looking for something, anything to cheer his brother up.

During recess, Katsuki caught Izuku writing in one of his 'Hero Analysis for the Future' books and stole it from him. While the blond boy didn't do anything to the book, he did get everyone's attention about it, and how the ' quirkless deku' was trying to become a hero by writing notes about them. Everyone laughed at his brother, that is , until he stepped in and stood up for him. He took the book from the brat Katsuki and took Izuku away, who was crying about the jeers and insults he received from all the other kids.

Despite all that, Izuku told him not to be mean to 'Kacchan' and to just ignore that taunts. After all these years, Izuku still let his 'friend' get away with it. Itsuki didn't understand it, but it just made him try even harder at being a good enough big brother for Izuchan. He could counteract how much of a jerk Katsuki was by being that much better of a twin.

That's why Itsuki was in town, looking for a way to get Izuku out of their room and cheer him up on his dream of being a hero. He thought of getting Izuku sweets or his favorite food, but he knew that it wouldn't mean much, considering Izuku had a secret stash of candy under his bed.

Maybe something All Might related? Nah, Izuku would love it, but it wouldn't be right for this occasion. He needed something to make Izuku feel confident, not only as a growing hero, but as a quirkless person.

So caught up in his thoughts, Itsuki ran into a store whiteboard. Backing up several steps, he read the kanji, wondering where he had run into.

Ketsu's Comic's and Figurines

He turned and saw the building had collectable toys in the windows and comics about modern day heroes, along with popular manga. Shrugging his shoulders, Itsuki decided to enter. Maybe he could find a give for Izuku in here.

He heard the jingle of the bell and pushed the door the rest of the way open. Walking in, he could see this place was kept in good condition, but didn't seem to have very many customers. It made sense to him, as most comics became irrelevant after real superheroes started to be a thing.

"Welcome to Ketsu's Comics and Figurines." Itsuki turned his head to see an aged man smiling at him from behind the pay counter. "My name is Himishi Ketsu. What can I do for you today?"

"I...I don't know, I'm just looking for a gift. Something to cheer someone else up." He said solemnly. Ketsu took notice. "You seem troubled, what is the matter my dear boy?"

"I, well... It's my brother. He was insulted at school today for ... for something he can't control."

"Do you mean his lack of a quirk?" Itsuki gave the smiling man a suspicious look. "How did you know?" He demanded. Ketsu ignored the venom in his words. "I myself am also quirkless. While I didn't experience it until I was much older, I know what it's like to be treated differently, just because I don't have a unique ability." Itsuki looked at the man in surprise.

"I'm sorry." Itsuki said shamefully. "I didn't mean to upset you sir." Ketsu only continued to smile. "It's fine child. Now, what happened to your brother?"

Itsuki walked up to the counter and pressed his back against it. He might have grown a lot in the past few years, but he was still short, not that he would ever admit it. "There's this kid who won't leave him alone. Even before finding out Izuchan didn't have a quirk, he never thought that my brother could become a hero. But my brother didn't give up on his dream. The jerk doesn't stop trying to make my brother give up. Now my brother is all sad in our room because the bully made fun of him today." He said in frustration, banging the back of his head against the counter.

There was a pause of silence, only a slight rustle and the banging of head on wood making noise in the store.

Itsuki finally cooled off and turned around to the front counter, only to see that man had left. He sighed in anger and made his way for the door. "Oi, kid! Don't leave yet, I've got something for ya!" Itsuki turned back towards the counter to see the old man carrying a box, which was probably heavy too, judging by the strain on the old man's face.

With a slam, the box was on the counter and opened up, the old man digging through it with speed that Itsuki didn't think old people could move at.

Itsuki noticed the old man was muttering as he tore through the box. He mentally compared it to Izuku's muttering, who often does it when thinking or writing about heroes. Kind of funny too, as both of them were quirkless. 'No! That's terrible, don't think like that Itsuki!'

"Here it is!" Old man Ketsu exclaimed as he pulled out a plastic wrapped comic from the box. He laid it down for Itsuki to see, who stared at him and the comic with curiosity. "I think this is probably the best thing you could get for your brother."

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Izuku laid on his bed, an occasional tear leaking out from his eye and down his cheek.

He didn't understand why Kacchan was so mad at him. All he wanted to do was be a hero, even if he didn't get the quirk he thought he might when he was younger. The blond had been so cruel though, making fun of him for writing down stuff about heroes and how their powers worked. Then the whole playground joined him in his taunting. If it hadn't been for Itsuki, he would have been insulted even more and maybe even hurt by the bomb user.

As much as he was upset with Kacchan, he didn't want to loose their friendship. It was weird, but he felt like Kacchan still liked him, at least in some way. The blond always acknowledged him at least. He just wanted the boy he admired to respect him. Just because he insulted him didn't mean Kacchan didn't like him, right?

But... he could see why Itsuki wasn't much of a fan of him. Kacchan didn't like his brother either, especially after that one time his brother shorted out Kacchan's explosion when he was trying to impress his friends. That started a fight only the principle could stop.

Yeah, his friend and his brother hated each other, but at least Itsuki was nice to him, unlike Kacchan.

'Man where did that come from?' he thought to himself, turning over to his other shoulder and facing the wall.

He pushed the thoughts about his friend away, wanting to just lay on his bed and try to get today out of his head.

Until the door was pushed open by an unwanted guest.

"Oi, Izuchan, you in there. I got you something." Izuku heard his brother's hushed voice and covered his head with a pillow. "Please don't be like that Izuchan, trust me you'll like this." Before he could say anything, Izuku found a weight on his bed and a pair of arms pulling out from his covers and pillow. "Itsuchan! Let go!"

"Nope." Izuku found himself facing his brother, who had a heartwarming smile on his face. The younger green haired boy found something put into his hands, something flimsy and wrapped in plastic. Looking down at his hands he found a comic. An American comic, translated of course. "Batman?" He asked curiously as he read the title. He looked up to see his brother still smiling. "Please, just read it, you'll like it."

Not having anything better to do, he gently tore the plastic off the paper comic and started flipping through it page by page.

As he read through each new page, he couldn't help but get more immersed in it. A man who lost his parents to a murderer, working hard to become rich all on his own, then fighting crime as a superhero of the night!

He pulled away from the amazing story to look at his brother with confusion. "Why... why give this to me?" Itsuki smile grew wider. "Finish it and I'll tell you." Izuku nodded apprehensively and continued to read the comic, getting back to enjoying the story.

A man, all by himself, fighting against master minded villains like a crazy man names Joker, only using gadgets, wit and his skills to win. It was amazing!

Finishing the comic, he set it down on the bed and looked at his brother with a raised eyebrow. His brother sat next to him and watched him read an American comic? Why though?

"Did you notice anything about the hero as you read about him?" Itsuki asked, breaking the moment of silence. Izuku thought about it for a moment. The man was skilled in combat, was rich, used weapons and gadgets, never killed anyone, fought for justice, and ...

Izuku's eyes widened in realization. "He's quirkless!" Itsuki smiled and pulled a bag onto the bed that Izuku had yet to see. He proceeded to pull out another comic and placed it on Izuku's lap.

"Thats's right." Itsuki started. " He fought for justice, even if he didn't have super powers. He was a great hero, so great that he helped create and work with a group of superheroes called the 'Justice League', who protected the planet from crime globally." Izuku looked down at the second comic he was given. On the front cover was a group of heroic looking people, all wearing costumes, and Batman was right there in the middle!

"But..." Izuku said uncertainly. "This is just a comic. It's not real life." He peered to his brother only to see him smiling. Itsuki threw an arm around his little twin. "Yeah, but so what? It was only a little while ago that people with quirks started showing up. Quirks are like the superpowers in these comics. There are lots of heroes with powers, but not having those powers doesn't mean it should stop someone from being a hero, just like it didn't stop Bruce Wayne, and just like it won't stop you."

Izuku felt his eyes tearing up. He reached around and gave his brother a hug, happy that Itsuki was so supportive to him, despite him not having a quirk.

The two brothers continued to hug for a few moments, enjoying the moment of brotherly bonding. They didn't have this very often anymore, so it felt nice.

Breaking off the hold, Izuku gave his brother a serious look. "If I'm gonna be a hero, then I need to be like him." He looked down at the picture of Batman, who had muscles bulging out from every part of his body. He needed to be strong like him. He needed to be smart and skilled like him if he ever wanted a shot at being a hero.

"I need to start training."

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No More Kacchan

several days later

Inko was preparing dinner in the kitchen, getting the pork cutlets ready for when the ramen was finished boiling. She danced around the kitchen, using her quirk to pull objects she needed like pans, spices, and foods to her.

Ever since Itsuki started training his quirk, she realized that her own could be improved and used on a daily basis, all she needed to do was use it more often and with heavier items and it would get stronger. After several years , she could almost pull a whole 10 kilograms to her without strain.

Itsuki sat on the couch in the living room, reading through a comic called 'The Human Torch' from Tetsu's. He absently wondered if he would be able to do some things like this, mentally cataloging new things to try for when he went and practiced. Being on fire would definitely be awesome.

There was a creaking of the door, signalling the entrance of the third member of their family entering the apartment. Itsuki closed his comic and jumped over the side of the couch. "Oi, what took you so long? I didn't think getting a comic would-" Itsuki's words died in his throat as he looked at his brother.

Izuku froze when he was spotted by his twin, not wanting to be seen in his current position. He had bruises on his arms and a black eye that closed up his left side vision. All in all, he looked like he had been mugged.

Itsuki ran forward and hugged his brother, making sure to be gentle with his injuries. "Itsuki-kun? What's going on over there, is everything alright?"

Before Itsuki could get a word out, a hand covered his face and he turned to see Izuku shaking his head frantically, not wanting to worry his mom. "I-Its fine, Kaa-san. Izuchan just surprised me is all." He went along with what his brother wanted... for now at least.

"Oh, alright! Remember, dinner will be ready in a little bit."

"Okay, I'll be in my room with Izuchan."

Itsuki then pushed his brother into the room and closed the door slowly, as to not arise suspicion from their mother. "Who did it?" He said turning to his brother. Izuku grabbed the hem of his shirt and looked down at the ground. "I-It was an accident."

"Don't lie to me Izuchan! I know that you don't like it when I butt into your business, but I care about you. I just want to make sure your safe, so who was it?" He asked seriously. Izuku gulped and looked up at his brother, although hesitantly.

"U-Umm...It was was Kacchan, but-"

"Katsuki! I'll kill him!" Itsuki said as he made it for the door. A hand grabbed his wrist, stopping him from his goal of vengeance. "Please don't Itsuchan, he's my friend!" Itsuki turned and looked at his little brother in disbelief. "Friend? Friend?! When has Katsuki ever been a friend to you? Has he ever stuck up for you or fought for you? Has he ever said anything nice to you? Has he done anything for you as a friend?"

Izuku gave his brother a defiant look, trying to come up with a time that Kacchan had done something for him. His mind relapsed in all the times he spent with Kacchan, thinking hard on his friendship with the blond. He didn't want to admit it, but his brother could be right.

"Well... he, I...grrr... How would you know what a friend is? You don't have any!" Izuku immediately felt terrible about the words that came out of his mouth, wanting to take them back. "I-I'm sorry Itsuchan, I didn't mean it!" He yelled frantically.

He knew why Itsuki had no friends: It was because he stuck up for him.

Nobody wanted to hang out with the quirkless kid in school, often trying to pull Itsuki away from him because he had a cool quirk. However, his brother never gave him up, refusing to become friends with anyone that tried to keep him away from his brother. It made the fire controlling Midoriya very unpopular, almost as unpopular as Izuku. Itsuki didn't care though, happy that he had his twin.

"Are we not friends, Izuchan?" Izuku saw his brother staring down at the ground with sadness. Izuku felt terrible, letting a few tears fall from his eyes. "I'm sorry. I'm so sorry I said that. Of course we're friends." He ran forward and enveloped his brother in a hug, wanting to show his twin that he was still his friend. He was happy when Itsuki's arms wrapped around him, letting him know that he felt the same. "It's just, we're brothers though, so it doesn't really count." Izuku said solemnly.

Itsuki released the hold on his brother and had them be face to face. He gave his little twin a smile. "I have two jobs, be your twin and be your friend. Just because we're family doesn't mean our friendship is any smaller than it already is." Izuku smiled and felt his eyes grow heavy with more tears.

"But back to the topic at hand." Itsuki pointed to his brother's swollen eye. "What happened?" Izuku wiped the tears from his face, being gentle around the inflamed skin of his eye. "I was on my way to the store when I saw Kacchan and his friends at the park. I was just gonna go say hi, but then I saw him bullying another kid who had a quirk that let him make sparkles in his hands."

Izuku looked down at his feet. "They were calling him weak and worthless, and they looked like they were gonna hurt him. I had to do something." His hands went to his eye and bruised arm. "But I just got beaten up and told that I was stupid for thinking I could be hero without a quirk." He looked up at his brother with sadness welling up in him. "I- I was just trying to help."

He felt his brother pull him into a hug and simply melted into it. "Why do you let him do that to you?" Izuku looked up from the hug at his concerned brother. "Why do you let him hurt you? You think of him as a friend, but all he does is hurt you."

"Well...I always thought that I meant something to him." He admitted. "When we were younger, even after finding out I had no quirk, he would invite me on adventures. While he would make fun of me, I felt happy. I was included, despite what I lacked."

"Anything else?" Izuku blushed, knowing that he should just get it out while he had the chance.

I..well, I sort of admired him. Not in that way! It's just, he was so strong and never backed down from a fight. He pushed to be number one and to be the best. I wanted to be like him, wanted to be strong like him."

"Izuchan, just because you admire someone doesn't mean you should let them walk all over you. Think of All Might. He's probably ran into villains that he's admired based on their strength or skill, but he doesn't let them beat him, he stands up and fights for what's right.

And also, I know you don't want to hear it, but Katsuki took advantage of you. You were so happy that you went along that you didn't care if you got hurt. He had you scout out scary areas, act as bait, and even used you for food. Any chance you got, you would pack a picnic for his friends before going on an adventure. Not all of you, him and his friends. I remember you coming back too many times to count, still hungry despite how much food you brought with you." Izuku found the ground very interesting, but Itsuki wasn't done.

"I know you think Katsuki is great, but he's a bully." Izuku looked up to defend but Itsuki cut him off. "No Izuchan, a real friend wouldn't take your lunches at school, or make up terrible names for you, or use you for laughs, or beat you up for trying to protect someone." He put his hands on Izuku's shoulders. "A real friend is there for you. A real friend wants you to achieve, not lower yourself for his or her own gain. A real friend tries to cheer you up, rather than tear you down. A real friend makes sure you're happy, not hurting and injured." He released his hold on Izuku, who looked at him owlishly.

"I know it sounds selfish, but I feel like I'm your real friend, and you're mine. Even if we're twins, that doesn't change the fact that we're friends." Izuku looked at his brother, happiness sparkling in his eyes.. "So... friends?"

Izuku smiled. "Yeah...friends."

"Best friends?" Itsuki asked cheekily. Izuku snickered, enjoying how the situation changed so quickly. "Best friends." Itsuki smiled.

"So... No more Kacchan?" The older twin asked hopefully. Izuku took a moment to breath, slowly letting the decision course through him as he exhaled heavily. He focused his resolve and looked at his brother.

"Hai... no more Kacchan." And with that, Izuku felt like a giant weight was lifted from his shoulder. One that had been there since preschool, since meeting Bakugou Katsuki.

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Training

one month later

"Come on Izuchan, we can do this! We just need to go faster"

"I'm trying, it's just so big!"

"I know, but once it's over, it will all be worth it."

"I really hope so. I didn't know heroes had to work so hard to get strong." The Midoriya twins are currently at the Dagoba Municipal Beach Park. After seeing all the stuff their and claiming that it could be used to get stronger, Izuku convinced his brother that it was the first step they needed to take in order to become heroes.

Which is why they were pushing an old freezer across the beach, hoping to build up strength through sheer power.

Izuku found the junk yard a few days after the 'Kacchan' incident, and they have been using it ever since. They come everyday for a few hours and move stuff, big to small. hoping to build up strength. They start with small objects and move up when the day cools down. They even managed to get a couch off of the beach all by themselves! While the duo didn't feel that much stronger, the results were peeking through the slightest bit.

When they first started over three weeks ago, they couldn't budge a freezer an inch from it's spot in the sand. It was like it was held down by cement to the two, even working together.

Now, after coming to the beach everyday since then, they were able to start moving the sizable white box. Even if it wasn't much, they pushed themselves to move it a little more everyday.

"So." Itsuki said between breaths, pulling out a water for both him and his brother. "We managed to move the fridge a whole 9 meters!"

"Really?" Izuku said as he gulped down his bottle. "That's way more than yesterday!"

The pair looked at the junk filled beach, seeing the massive piles of garbage and old machinery laying about everywhere. Itsuki looked at his brother with a smirk. "So, what do we move next?"

While it was a strange workout regime, it seemed to do well for a pair of hero hopefuls.

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(End Chapter)

I do not own DC or Marvel Comics. They are references for the story.

I will reveal much later in the story about the meaning of New Tests. Don't worry, it will happen.

I hope you liked it! There is more to come! Please stay tuned for more! Until next time, see ya!