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Childhood Arc #4
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Shiny New Toys
several months later
Itsuki was currently making his way back from the junkyard on his own. He would normally walk alongside Izuku and they would talk about heroes, All Might, or comics, but today, his brother said he had to go home a little early. He didn't question it, knowing his brother got defensive about his privacy, but he was curious as to why Izuku left training early.
The past few months was working wonders for him and his brother. Their muscles were starting to become more developed and toned, showing off the fruits of their labor. Then again, four months of moving heavy junk could do that to you. He and Izuku were no longer scrawny little boys. They were on their way to becoming very strong young men, then amazing heroes.
However, his mother told him and Izuku to take it easy, as they were still growing. She explained if they pushed themselves too hard then they would stop getting taller, and that they could end up at the height they were at for the rest of their lives. Both of them were already somewhat shorter than their classmates. They didn't want to be the shortest kids in UA, so they promised to go easier.
He made it upstairs to the apartment walked in, but not before taking off his shoes and closing the door.
Walking in to the living room, he saw a mess of papers, ripped up boxes, and used plastic wrap all over the floor. Leaning up against the TV was a large cardboard box that had a big logo on it. Not just any logo, but from a hero tech design company. That sparked up big interest in the Midoriya.
"Itsuchan!" Said boy turned to see both his mother and brother standing in the little dining room, hands behind their backs and smiles on their faces. He knew they were up to something.
"What's going on here? Did you guys do something weird while I was away." He asked teasingly. He was met with even bigger smiles.
The two looked at each other and nodded in sync. Itsuki found it weird, oblivious to the fact that he and Izuku do it all the time. "Soooo... while you were away, we got these!" Itsuki saw them pull two objects out from behind their backs. They were sleek and shiny, the light shining of the lamps shining off them, indicating how new they were. He took a closer look and saw they were similar to arm braces, but different. There was a large metal contraption on them that had holes in it.
"Well, put them on!" Itsuki looked at his brother's hopeful expression. Shrugging his shoulders, he decided 'why not.' He took the one in Izuku's hands and slipped it on, noticing how it fix a bit loosely, but the straps could fix that easily. He found that the strange contraptions faced out and he made sure to secure it tight, as it wouldn't do for something this nice to just break if it falls on the floor.
He repeated the process with the other, making sure the straps were secured and the contraptions were where they needed to be on his forearms. He could see Izuku bouncing up and down, most likely excited about what was to come.
"Now we turn them on like this." His mother reached forward and pressed on a spot on the arm braces, which opened up to reveal switches for each of them. She switched them on and Itsuki suddenly heard what sounded like motors beginning to spin inside the gauntlets. He even felt the subtle vibration of what was going on inside the strange contraptions attached to his arms.
Out of nowhere, fire suddenly popped out of the little holes he noticed earlier. They didn't blast out, but instead stayed within the div ids of the metal they were meant for. Itsuki stared at the pair of fired up braces for a moment of shock before looking up to his family in confusion.
"Well son, you brother noticed how hard you've worked on your quirk and though about something that might be a weakness when you're a hero." Izuku nodded. "Yeah, you can't make any flames of your own, despite controlling them amazingly."
Itsuki looked back down at the gauntlets and though about his quirk. Using his ability, he found that he could pull fire out of the holes where the flames laid. While it wasn't super fast, it was way better than carrying around matches in his pocket and focusing on the flame to make it steadily grow.
He built up a fire ball, watching with awe as fire flowed from the gauntlets to where he wanted them, a few feet above himself. The fire was about the size of a cantaloupe, just waiting in the air for it's next command. He let his mind wander and thought up another idea. He commanded the flame to go into his gauntlet, watching with satisfaction as it was absorbed by the div ids.
He looked for the spots where his mother turned them on. After finding and opening the compartments, he shut off both gauntlets and watch carefully as the flames in the holes slowly died out and the sounds of the little engines inside slowed to nothingness..
"Itsuchan, this will help a lot. It runs on kerosene, so it shouldn't be hard to replace the fuel. You can turn them on when you need to and work on your quirk where ever you go. Now you don't have as much of a weakness, which will make you an even better hero!" Izuku smiled at his brother as he explained the positives of the new device.
Itsuki arms, gauntlets still attached, dropped to his sides as he looked down at the floor. There was an awkward moment of silence before tears started coming from Itsuki, his eyes obstructed from his family's view by his hair.
"I-Itsuki-kun, are you alright? Do you not like them?" Inko asked nervously.
Before her or Izuku could get anything else out, they found an arm wrapping around each of them, being enveloped in a hug by the older twin. "Thank you! Thank you so much! You have no idea how much this means to me!" Itsuki said between hiccups of joyful sobbing.
Izuku and Inko smiled. By his reaction, they could safely say that Itsuki liked his gift.
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Broken Friendship
a few weeks later
Bakugou Katsuki didn't know what changed, but he didn't like it at all. He hated it.
First off, his punching bag/scapegoat/food provider/'friend' stopped hanging out with him. In fact, ever since a few months ago, it seemed like the Deku was outright ignoring him. He could see how the green haired brat would avoid him whenever they would be in the same area, or how he wouldn't talk to him or would answer quickly if Katsuki managed to track him down and ask a question, and even how he would pass up opportunities to go on an adventure with him.
Maybe he shouldn't have beaten him up that day, but come on, it wasn't the first time he had hit Deku. He did it all the time, and the boy never complained too much about it. It made it worth having the green haired boy around.
While he didn't care too much about him, the younger twin was useful in many ways. What caused the sudden change?
Maybe the change came from the twin.
Deku's twin. Man, he really hated the other Midoriya. He wanted to kill him more often than not. Itsuki was smart, strong, and had an amazing quirk. He was a threat to Katsuki's record. On top of that, he made sure he and his brother scored higher than the bomb user on almost everything. If there was anything Bakugou Katsuki hated more, it was being second, but what was worse... was being third.
And to top it all off, he noticed how the two had gotten stronger. During PE, he could see how the once scrawny twins were now beginning to build muscle and get stronger. It infuriated him to no end! They had almost caught up to him in that class too!
Which is why he was currently outside the school grounds, walking over to the pair of talking green heads. Class had ended a few minutes ago, so this was probably going to be the only chance he got to fix things back to the way they should be.
"Oi! Deku, I need to talk to you!" Izuku turned around from his conversation to see a familiar head of spiky hair. His eyes widened. "Um, Itsuchan, let's go." He whispered to his brother, who nodded and made his way to leave alongside his brother.
Katsuki looked at the leaving twins were shock and anger. They walked away from him. He knew they heard him, but they still walked away from him, as if he was lower than them. The thought made his blood boil. He anger built up tremendously quick, his instincts screaming at him to show them whose boss.
He took a deep breath, trying to rein it in. Last time he got in a fight with the older twin, he had almost been expelled for blowing up a classroom. While school was over, they could still report it for him using his quirk to bring violence.
He ran up and caught up to the duo. He reached forward to grab Deku's shoulder when something caught his wrist. He found himself face to face with Itsuki, who was holding his arm none too gently. "What do you need, Bakugou?" a cold voice stated. Katsuki gave Itsuki a dirty look.
"This isn't about you, shithead! I need to talk to Deku!"
"He has a name, it's Izuku, so use it!" Itsuki said back with venom.
Katsuki growled and looked to Izuku, who wasn't cowering, wasn't looking at him with fear, but confusion. Katsuki was so used to the green haired kid always being afraid of him. Even the slightest move would set him off. What happened?
"Grrr, I just wanted to know why De- Izuku doesn't spend time with me anymore." He gave the boy in question a scathing look. "We are friends, aren't we?" He asked, thinking the false confidence would falter and the young Midoriya would cave.
"No." Katsuki's eyes widened.
'No?! What's going on?!' He thought in desbelief.
"We're not friends." Izuku continued, taking a shaky breath. "I don't think we should hang out anymore. I-I'm sorry." Before Katsuki could get any words out, the two walked away. Itsuki turned his head and gave him a cold look, promising pain if he followed. He then turned back and walked alongside his brother, leaving Katsuki with his thoughts.
'Not friends? Don't hang out anymore? He thinks he's better than me! They both do! Those damned Midoriyas! Thinking they could be heroes, be better than me?! Never, I refused to let that happen!' He gave a deadly look to the two Midoriyas' backs.
'I'll never let you think you're better than me, ever again! I won't let you beat me! You'll never become heroes! You'll never be stronger than I am!' And with that, Katsuki walked away, revenge and ambitions to win being the only things on his mind.
The ultimate violent hero in the making.
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The Skinny Blond
a few days later
Toshinori Yagi in his skinny form made his way to Dagoba Municipal Beach Park, thinking about his injuries. It had only been a few months ago, (almost a year, he won't admit it), since he had been cripple in the second greatest fight of his life.
The blond man had lost one of his lungs, most of his stomach, and many more important organs in the fight between himself and that monster. The wounds were still fresh, both physical and mental.
Now, he could only use One for All for about seven hours a day. That meant he had half of his day to do nothing but think about his predicament and what do do for the future.
He had asked his friend Aizawa what to do, but the man simply told him to 'look for potential', then wrapped himself in a sleeping bag to doze off once more.
He knew what that meant: Find a Successor.
While Toshonori understood why the quirk eraser said that, he had only lost the peek of his power a few months ago. The idea of already passing down his quirk weighed heavily on his heart. It sounded selfish, but he wasn't ready to give up on the mantle of All Might. All Might was the hero that everyone looked up to. If he passed on his powers, he would loose All Might, and so would the rest of Japan.
Still lingering on his thoughts, he finally made his way to the beach. Just as dirty as always, covered by junk and garbage that has built up over the years. While he wasn't a visitor of Shizuoka too often, only coming once every few years, he still remembers when the beach was still beautiful and grand, it's sands untained by anything and sparkling. To let people get away with this amount of dumping was apalling to him.
He sighed to himself, wondering if anyone would ever clean up this once beautiful stretch of sand
"Come on Izuchan, we can do it!" Toshinori turned his head to the noise, only to see more junk. Piles and piles of old furniture and machinery. However, there was another pile he took notice to. This junk wasn't on the beach, but rather on the side of the land, as if moved from the beach to there.
"Come on Itsuchan, lift with your legs!" There it was again. His curiosity got the better of him and he walked over to where the noise was. Halfway there, he spotted something coming out from the piled up junk, and it was moving up the hill and closer to the pile of garbage on the side of the land.
"We're almost there Itsuchan!"
He didn't have to wait long for a pair of green haired boys to be spotted, both of them pushing what looked like a refrigerator. They moved it inch by inch, foot by foot, until they reached their pile of junk and stopped, both falling to their rears with exhaustion. He got a little closer for a personal investigation.
"Man, *pant pant* that was really hard." The red shirted one with curly hair said.
"Yeah *pant* but we *pant* did it!" The green shirted one with straight hair said back, throwing the other boy a water.
Even in their tired position, it seems the boys took notice of their unknown visitor. "Hey! Who's he?" Izuku asked his brother, pointing to the skinny blond man.
"Hmm, I don't know. Hey mister! What cha doing?" Itsuki yelled out towards the baggy clothed man.
Toshinori shrugged his shoulders and walked forward. "I think I should be asking the same thing? What are you kids doing, moving all this garbage?" The twins smiled to one another than turned to the man. "We're training to be heroes!" The said in unison.
"Ah!" Toshinori said with a smile. "And why do you want to be heroes?"
"So we can save people and protect everyone, just like All Might!" Izuku said happily, despite his tiredness. Toshinori chuckled at the boy's enthusiasm.
"That's quite a goal to strive for. Do you both train your quirks as well?" He watched with confusion as one boy looked over to the curly haired one, who looked down at his feet.
"I...I don't have a quirk..." It was whispered, but Toshinori heard it and stared in wonder. The boy looked looked up from his feet and gave the skinny man a look that screamed drive and ambition. "But I don't care! I'm gonna become a hero, no matter what. I don't care if I have to work twice as hard, I'm gonna be a hero, and Itsuchan and me will work together and save the day." Both boys gave confident nods to the man, who stared in shock at Izuku.
'He has no quirk, yet he wants to be a hero. He isn't prepared to give up on his dream. He is pushing himself to be strong so he can be the best, despite his handicap... It reminds me of... me!'
Toshinori laughed into the air, getting both boys to look at him with anger. "What's so funny old man!" The curly haired one demanded.
"Hey, don't call me old!" blood spouted from his mouth as he yelled back, causing both boys to scream in horror. He wiped his mouth and waved his hand. "Ignore that, it happens a lot." The twins looked at the blond in concern, wondering if he was dying in some way.
"The reason I laughed is because you're the first person in a long time that I've met that isn't prepared to give up on their dream. You're quirkless, but you don't care. I find it funny that you're probably the most disadvantaged when it comes to being a hero, but you don't let that affect you." Toshinori said with a smile. He gave the boys a thumbs up.
"Don't give up on your dreams kids, cuz I can tell you'll both be great some day!" The boys beamed with joy. While they had never met this man before, it was nice to know that someone else believed in their dreams, especially Izuku's.
The man turned around and walked away, leaving the boys to continue their training. Before he leaves he turns his head to both the boys. "And by the way kids, you should get some professional training too! It will help in the long run."
Itsuki nodded along with his brother, but also stepped forward. "What's your name?"
The All for One user stopped and turned over his shoulder and smiled at the boys. "Yagi Toshinori."
Itsuki nodded and smiled. "Well, my name is Midoriya Itsuki-"
"And my name is Midoriya Izuku!"
"We hope to see you later!" They said in unison.
For some reason, All Might could tell that he would meet these boys in the future. Especially the quirkless one.
He just knew it! They were special and he hoped they become the heroes they strive to be.
He has no idea he was speaking to his future apprentice.
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Real Training
9 days later
Izuku and Itsuki had begged, pleaded, and bribed, but it was worth it. After a few days of constant asking, Inko relented and let her boys sign up for Yoseikan Budo (4).
After hearing that professional training would be good, they decided to look into finding a trainer that would help them not only in self defense, but also in non lethal combat. After digging around on the internet and searching around the city, they found a dojo of Yoseikan Budo only fifteen minutes walking distance away.
Walking in with their mother, Inko split off to look for the head of the dojo, leaving the twins to watch the class in progress. The boys saw people, ranging from elderly to kids younger than them, all training in lines, following the katas of a purple belt wearing sensei at the front of the class. They moved with precision, power, and focus. It was a very dedicated class.
They were so entranced by the amazing style of combat that they didn't notice the presence that sneaked up behind them. "Hello, what can I do for you?" The boys turned around to see a middle aged man with short cut black hair, piecing dark eyes, and a stoic look staring down at them. The man was wearing a white gi which was stylized with red dragons going down both sides of the seam. Holding the gi together was a black belt, showing that the man was skilled in the craft that they desired.
"Izuchan and I want to be heroes! We want to protect people and save those in need." The man's lips curled up the slightest bit at the boy's enthusiastic nodding. "And why come here?" The man asked. Izuku stepped forward.
"We heard that this place can teach us not only to defend ourselves, but how to beat villains!" The man gave them both a look. "Yoseikan Budo is meant to teach protection, whether for yourself or others. It is an art that teaches you how to defeat your opponent with the least amount of harm. Do you both understand that?" Itsuki and Izuku nodded.
Inko walked up and smiled at the situation. "It's nice to meet you sir." The man turned to the mother. "You must be Yamada Inoshi, the sensei, correct?"
"Yes, and I believe these are you sons?" He asked, gesturing to the two boys who realized they were talking to their future sensei.
"Yes, they begged me to come here so they could learn how to be heroes." Inoshi nodded. "Your boys have good hearts, I can tell. Should they join, they will learn all about the style or protection and self defense." He turned to the twins. "Are you both ready to dedicate yourselves to the craft?"
Itsuki and Izuku looked at each other with confidence before turning and nodded to their new sensei." Inoshi let a smile ghost across his face.
"If you two are ready, then your first day of training starts tomorrow. Get a good night's rest, as I do not go easy on anyone, even if it's their first day."
The Midoriya twins were ready. They were willing to do anything to become the heroes they strive to be. Nothing would hold them back, not even sore arms and tired bodies. It was a sacrifice they were willing to make in order to be the best.
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Mother's Wrath
Inko was making some onigiriin the kitchen, her sons both studying for the next test in there room. She smiled down at the food and throught about her sons' new teacher. Inoshi seemed nice, but she wanted to make sure the man wouldn't push her son's too much. They were still growing and would need time to develop or they might not grow.
The door opened up and she looked up from her thoughts. "Hello?" She asked out loud. Her boys would usually say they were waling in when they entered, plus they were both in their room.
"It's me Inko." She saw someone she hadn't seen in years walk in the apartment, her good mood now totally ruined by his presence.
Hisashi Midoriya
"oi, what's with that look. I thought you would be happy to see me." He said cheekily, clearly not understanding why she was so angry. "Oh, I see you've plumped up a bit. You should probably go to the gym more often." Inko looked at him with rage.
"What are you doing here, Hasashi?" She asked coldly. His casual facade faded away.
"Look, the company is going through a rough time. Many of the investments we made in Hokkaido went bad so we're down a lot in numbers." He said as he looked around the house.
"Then why are you here?" She asked suspiciously. He turned to her with a smirk.
"I'm here to pick up Itsuki." She gave him a glare worthy of a Bakugou.
"Why do you need Itsuki-kun?" Hisashi straightened his jacket. "There's a company which is willing to invest a lot in ours if we give them an... incentive. They have several daughters who can control water and ice, and are looking for someone to marry them to in order to make a better quirk combination." Inko's eyes widened. "I told them about Itsuki's quirk and they agreed."
Inko had an inferno building inside her. It swirled around in her and she looked at her husband with death in her eyes. She was furious! This man... this scum was willing to use his son to get a good deal on an investment!
"Kaa-san, what's going on?" She watched as Izuku walked out of the room, Itsuki right behind him. Hisashi turned and gave Izuku a smile. "Hello there, you must be Itsuki, right?" Izuku shook his head.
"No sir, I'm Izuku. Nice to meet you." Izuku said with a polite smile. Hisashi frowned at the action. "Oh, you're the quirkless one." And with that, Inko saw red. Using all her strength and the strength she never knew she had, she pulled Hisashi towards her, watching with glee as he flew at her from across the living room. As he flew to her, she moved out of the way, letting him pass her and landing on the hardwood floors, face first.
Hisashi didn't have much time to clear his battered head before he found an angry mother standing over him, glaring with hatred into his eyes. "Get out." After a moment of confusion, Hisashi finally registered what she said and glared back. "I have as much right to those boys as you do. I'll be taking Itsuki whether you like it or not."
There was a moment of pause before Inko lost her angered look and walked away, going into her room. It didn't take long for her to come back to the now standing Hisashi. She thrust a pen and paper into his hand. "Sign."
He looked down at the papers in shock. "Absolutely not. I refuse." He said in anger. She was ruining his plans.
"If you don't then I'll after you for everything. Your company, your stocks, you money, and any other properties, including your one in Kyushu." Hisashi's eyes widened. Inko gave him an evil smile.
"Yes, you should really remember which address your having your mail sent to. I know all about you significant other too. What was her name? Kiyoshi? You spend quite alot on her." Hisashi looked in shock at being caught, not knowing what to say to get him out of this situation.
"And I'll win too. I'll beat you in court and you know it, especially after admitting you're willing to put you son in a quirk marriage, which is almost illegal." Hisashi stalked forward, standing over the little woman, still trying to understand his own situation.
"Y-You need me! How will you afford to live here?! Buy the things I provide for you?!" He yelled in anger as he looked down at her. Inko smiled with pity at the man.
"I've been studying to be a culinary chef for five years now. I have my degree and could have gotten a job months ago, but my time with my boys was more important. I can get a job and provide for this family easily. Case and point, I won't need you." She pointed to the papers still in his hand. "Now sign!"
Hisashi looked at the divorce papers in defeat and anger before reluctantly signing away his marriage and his investment opportunity. He slammed the paper and pen on the ground and walked out of the apartment, but not before looking at Itsuki once more and making his way out the door.
The twins could only stare at their mother in shock, who only smiled at them cheerily and walked back into the kitchen.
"Now, who wants Onigiri?"
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Brotherly Love
a few months later
The twins sat in the beach gazebo, Itsuki's arm over his brother's shoulder, just trying to relax after a hard day's work. They had just finished their training for the day, but Izuku wanted to stay a bit longer, hoping to see the sunset. Itsuki obliged and sat down with his brother, both finding comfort in the half hug they shared.
The sun was over the horizon, letting it's yellowish rays cascade over the waters of the ocean. It was an amazing view for both of them, wanting to just sit there forever and enjoy it together.
"So much has happened this past year." Izuku said with a content sigh. Ituski looked at him with a raised eyebrow. "What do you mean?"
"Well, we've gotten stronger, we started training to become heroes, we joined martial arts, you got your new gauntlets, I don't spend time with Kacc- Katsuki anymore, and you got us both hooked on comics." Itsuki laughed.
"Not to mention we both scored the top of class again." Izuku nodded his head, turning back to calm waters and the dimming sun.
They both watched as the day ended and the night slowly replaced. The sun was barely visible, only a sliver showing to both of them.
"You know, I don't thank you and Kaa-san enough." Itsuki looked to his brother. "Huh?" Izuku blushed and looked away.
"It's just... I might have given up on my dreams if it hadn't been for both of you pushing me. I still remember when you first brought that Batman comic to the apartment and had me read it to show I could still be a hero."
Itsuki ruffled his brother's hair. "Well, what are brother's for?"
"I thought we were friends?" Izuku said cheekily.
"Don't get smart with me Mr." Itsuki said with a scolding manner.
"So you want me to be dumb like you?"
He was met by a tackle from his brother, both of them now rolling around in a fight in the small gazebo. Neither of them were willing to give in to the other. Their screams of laughter reached through the entire junk filled beach, making the now darkening environment seem a little lighter.
As they finished their fight, both now exhausted and giggling, the Midoriya twins only had one thought on their minds. Both smiled as they laid side by side.
'I really do have the best brother ever.'
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(End Arc)
But don't worry, there is more! I will have the next Arc out soon, so don't leave this story too early. Until next time, see ya!
(4) Yoseikan Budo: A martial art style that derives from aikido and is a mixture of judo, karate, and western boxing. It is meant for disabling your opponents with as little force as possible and is meant as a defeinsive style of combat