Izuku is teased more. Katsuki is stubborn about legs. Nezu has found Izuku's notebooks and the world is no longer safe. And Himiko and Ochako have issues with future plans.

Heading to Nezu's office felt surreal to Izuku. He was walking beside Chronos, inside of UA, heading to see the Headmaster of the school and one of the most intelligent beings on the planet as far as anyone knew. His entire worldview had been, for all intents and purposes, upended beneath the day's revelations.

Not that it magically changed his feelings or views on himself, nor fixed the part of him that wondered about walking into the water, but he couldn't deny the fact it birthed an inkling of hope in his heart that he had managed to squash long ago. The idea that he could be a hero, someone who actually helped people, someone who could smile like All Might always did.

He'd been considering being a hero because he felt like he could repay his debt somehow, or at least work towards it. And the fact Kacchan would not get off his ass about it. But now, now he had to actually wonder if it was possible for him to be one just because it was the right thing to do, not out of a sense of guilt or desperate need to prove himself.

Of course, taking up All Mights mantle was a very different thing, and one he still wasn't sure about. All Might was the Symbol of Peace, the man nearly single handedly responsible for the generally peaceful days that Japan experienced right now. No one had seen a supervillain rise to power for decades since All Might began his campaign against villainy. And adding his Quirk on top of it?

Izuku's analytical mind had gone overboard since All Might had mentioned what his Quirk did (not that it was very helpful information, but still). Stockpiling 'power' was vague as all hell, but it made him wonder, did that count as energy like his Quirk? Or was it its own pool of power? It didn't seem like it got consumed, or else All Might would have had to have burned through it like Izuku did sometimes. So how would it interact with his Quirk? Could he manipulate that 'power' as well? Or would it be entirely separate?

"Uh…Izuku? We're here. You wanna stop talking to yourself so we can go in?" Tenko's voice cut into his thought process, making him jolt.

"...was I muttering again?"

"That's what you call it?" Tenko arched an eyebrow at him. Izuku gave a sheepish nod. Tenko shrugged. "Couldn't make out what you were saying, but you seemed focused. Anyways, we're here." He gestured to the door in front of them, which as he gestured swung open, revealing the visage of Thirteen once more.

"Oh, there you two are! I was just leaving. Are you coming, Tenko? We have yet to get lunch!" The smiling woman said, her eyes glinting as she looked over at Tenko.

He let out a long, annoyed groan. "I told you I ate this morning!"

"And that was five hours ago, Tenko. Besides, chips and soda are not an acceptable breakfast!"

"Yes mom," came the sarcastic rejoinder. Rolling his eyes, he turned and looked over at Izuku. "Well, this is where our quest lines diverge, I got mom aggro. Remember what I said, Izuku."

"Y-yeah. I will. Thanks…thanks a lot, Tenko. It gave me a lot to think about," Izuku replied softly. Tenko clapped Izuku on the shoulder, giving it a quick squeeze, then turned around and began walking off, shoulders hunched as he and Thirteen began playfully jabbing at each other. Thirteen looked back and gave Izuku a wave and a smile, before going back to scolding Tenko about his eating habits once more.

"Come in, come in! We just got done discussing your analysis with your friends!" the voice of Nezu came from the doorway, bringing his attention back to the office before him. Steeling himself, Izuku walked into the office. Glancing about, he saw All Might seated on a comfortable armchair to the left, while Kacchan was lounging in another one in the middle. The only other available seat was a small loveseat to the right, where the two girls were perched, but had left enough room between them for Izuku to sit, once again making him narrow his eyes at his best friend who didn't even have the courtesy to hide his smirk.

"Here!" Ochako said brightly, handing him his notebook as he managed to squeeze himself between the two girls. He was pretty sure it wasn't his imagination that Himiko actually slid slightly closer to him, which he was starting to realize that 'tease' was her default state. Either way, he flipped open his notebook and barely contained his excited squeal at the signatures of Thirteen, Chronos, and even Midnight and Cementoss! At his look, Ochako grinned. "Yeah, we saw them while we were walking around! They were both happy to sign it!"

"Thank you!" Izuku smiled back at her brightly. He barely picked up on Himiko grumbling about needing sunglasses for some reason, which made him take a mental note to ask if she had some type of vision change due to her Quirk. His thought process was broken by the voice of Nezu from the other side of the desk.

"Well, it's wonderful to see you again, Midoriya! We had a very productive time as you spoke to Shimura!" the white-furred mammal grinned as he took a sip of tea. With a small push, he moved another cup towards Izuku, waiting for the greenette to take the cup before continuing. "Now, before we get to the other reason you are here…what's this I hear about analysis notebooks?"

"A-ah, Headmaster Nezu, I don't think that we need to go over that right now!" Toshinori jumped in, a wide, almost fearful smile crossing his face, confusing the four teens.

"It's alright All-Toshinori, I don't mind," Izuku managed to get out quietly. He handed the notebook over to Nezu, somewhat confused why he didn't see it before since he assumed that they had asked for autographs for him.

Nezu began flipping through the pages rapidly, his small black eyes rapidly flicking back and forth as he scanned through it. His smile grew wider and more toothy, sharp fangs glinting in the light. "Magnificent," he whispered. When he stopped on his own page, Izuku watched as he read over it once, twice, then nodded. Nezu snatched up a pen and scrawled his signature at the bottom. "You are quite talented, Midoriya! You're coming here to attend UA, yes?"

Izuku glanced over at Katsuki, the blonde arching an eyebrow at him expectantly. He cleared his throat. "T-that's the plan."

"Excellent. I look forward to it! Now, to the matter at hand…" Nezu turned to look over at Toshinori.

"Yes, yes. So, Young Midoriya…err…was the talk with Tenko helpful?"

Izuku took in a deep breath, pausing for a moment to gather his thoughts as the other three teens looked at him. "Y-yeah. It was. You were right. He…he got it. Thanks…for um…having us talk. It helped."

"Excellent!" Toshinori clapped his hands, smile wide. With a poof of smoke, his seated form changed back into the muscled All Might, his smile weirdly unchanging. "Then have you decided what you wish to do about my offer?" At Izuku's glance towards Nezu, All Might waved his hand dismissively. "Oh the Headmaster is well aware of One For All, you may speak freely."

Izuku looked at his friends. Ochako's gaze was both curious and concerned, Himiko had a look almost of anticipation, as Katsuki's gaze was steady, with no sign of judgment. After a moment of locking eyes with his brother, Katsuki gave a slight nod, something Izuku just knew meant he'd support him no matter what choice he made. Izuku clenched his fists slowly, cracking the knuckles as he looked over at All Might.

"I'll do it."

"No time to waste then! We'll need to get you trained up my boy!"

"Training?" Katsuki broke into the conversation, looking intrigued.

All Might nodded. "Yes. The amount of power in One For All is significant, as you probably all can guess from what you've seen me do. And transferring it will cause it to grow even further, meaning Young Midoriya will eventually surpass my strength as well. An unprepared body would mean your limbs would explode off your body, haha!"

Izuku and Himiko had been taking sips of their tea when All Might said that, and as if rehearsed, they both made spit takes at the announcement of his limbs exploding off. Nezu reached across the desk pushing a small stack of napkins to the two of them, shaking his head at All Might's theatricality in his speech.

"Woah now, don't you worry, that's why you're going to train! You're already in good shape, so it won't be that much more effort to get you in position! I even have the perfect idea to work on!"

"That is?" Ochako asked, eyes narrowed. Her expression had shifted ever since All Might commented about the limbs, face flat and eyes narrowed at the Symbol of Peace.

"Why, that very beach you've been training at Young Uraraka! Many years ago, it was a beautiful place, but over time it has become the trash heap you've seen before you. Cleaning such a beach would be a great workout for Young Midoriya here, but not only that…there was a time that 'Hero' meant someone who did good things because they were right, not because it played well with the cameras. And I want to encourage that attitude of giving back to your community. I think it will be an excellent way to both do some community service and train your body!" All Might nodded sharply as he finished.

"...but what about them?" Izuku said, gesturing to his friends.

"What about them?"

"We…we train together. Kacchan and me always train together, and now the girls do too. It's…our thing?"

"Zu, it's all good. This is important, we'll be fucking fine," Katsuki said lazily.

All Might put his hand on his chin and hummed thoughtfully. "I see, that is a good point. And they know anyway." He pondered for a moment, before nodding sharply once more. "I have it! We'll simply put all of you on a training plan together! It would be good practice for you anyways, we need to see the limits of your current Quirk so we can figure out how it may interact with One For All! I'll need to call a friend of mine and see if he can swing by and help, he's very good with Quirk training."

"A friend?" Izuku asked.

"You would know him as Sir Nighteye. He's the one who helped me find you!"

"Sir Nighteye would help me train too?" Izuku practically squealed, eyes wide as he pressed his hands to his mouth like a fainting maiden. Himiko snickered at the mental imagery.

"That, and to grill you about my choosing you. I should warn you, Mirai is…well, he's a bit of a strict man and very opinionated. But, if you can impress him, you can impress anyone. And he is an expert in helping people with complicated Quirks."

"Speaking of your Quirk Midoriya, as a routine measure I hacked into your Quirk records. They are…distressingly blank," Nezu interjected.

The four teenagers in the room blinked rapidly at the casual way Nezu admitted to hacking into medical records, but Izuku chose to ignore it as he replied. "Y-yes. It turns out the doctor we visited was, um…"

"A useless piece of shit, that's what he was," Katsuki snarled.

"Kacchan!"

"What? That's what Dr. Kirishima said!"

"She didn't put it like that," Izuku hissed back.

Katsuki threw his arms in the air. "I simplified it!"

Izuku sighed and rubbed his temple. Looking back up at Nezu, he continued. "Our childhood Quirk doctor didn't put much down for anyone. The doctor who helped me in the hospital the other day said she was sending his name to the board for negligence, but I guess he moved recently?" Izuku's voice trailed off into a questioning tone as he looked at Katsuki for confirmation.

"Yeah…Dr. Tsubasa and his whole family just up and vanished. Was weird. Tsubasa, his grandson, was my friend and didn't even say anything. It's fucking weird."

"Hmm. Odd, that. Well, if it's being reported it sounds like the issue is being handled. Could you perhaps tell me about your Quirk then, Midoriya? I'm quite curious what you have discerned."

"Oh, well, it's in this notebook!" Izuku produced a different notebook and handed it over as Himiko and Ochako gawked at him.

"Where did you get that one from?!" Ochako demanded.

Izuku blinked. "I had it on me?"

"You don't have anywhere to fit those, they wouldn't fit in your pockets!" Himiko hisses, glaring down at his shorts.

"Don't ask questions you don't want the answers to," Katsuki muttered. Both girls turned to look at the blonde, the look in his eyes telling them not to question it. As they glanced between them at Izuku, all they saw was a look of befuddlement. Wisely, they chose to drop it.

"Hmm. Midoriya. You state here that you believe you are able to shape the energy, but fear it consumes too much to test, yes?" Nezu said, his eyes fixated on Izuku's notes.

"Y-yeah. I can't actually tell how much I have stored? There's a sense of something…missing, and when I get really low the physical signs are noticeable, but it's mostly guesswork how much I have at any one time. And I still can't tell the rate at which I absorb, nor how it converts or at what rate."

"Why did you add a star to the word 'rain' right here? I believe I know the thought process, but I'd like a full explanation."

"I think I absorb a lot from rain, which doesn't make much sense? It's hard to tell. I absorb the kinetic energy of the water impacting me, but it's not like that's a lot, so I'm not sure why it seems to convert at a much higher rate. It converts better than sunlight seems to, at least."

"That is odd. But I'm sure we will find an explanation. Now, I believe we need to resolve the issue of you not knowing how much you have and how much you spend when utilizing your Quirk. Even if you were not to go to UA, this is something that you should have had access to much earlier in your life. After all, if you run out, you risk death. Support equipment like that is considered non-heroic and does not require any form of licensing." Nezu took another sip of his tea, letting out a quiet hum as he did so.

"We'll combine the medical tests the new doctor performed with a few specialized ones Recovery Girl will do for us, and then speak to Power Loader about designing something so you can better track your stored energy. You'll need to take copious notes before you take on One For All, for we won't know how they will interact until you do."

"Y-yes sir, of course," Izuku sputtered, his mind somewhat already in fanboy mode at the thought of doing tests with Recovery Girl and having something built for him by Power Loader. He paused for a moment, a thought crossing his mind as he glanced over at Katsuki.

"Um…any chance they could look at Kacchan's leg too?"

"The fuck? Zu, I'm fine, the legs fine. It'll hold up!" Katsuki narrowed his eyes at Izuku.

"You have a prosthetic leg, Young Bakugo?" All Might asked, tilting his head to the side.

"Yeah, but my parents spent a lot on making sure it'd be good for heroics. It's fine!"

"It's been giving you trouble since the sludge villain!" Izuku shot back.

Katsuki blinked rapidly and looked over at Izuku in confusion. "How the hell did you know that?"

"...Kacchan, we live together. I saw you nearly fall down the stairs yesterday, you never lose your balance! That leg has an internal stabilizer!"

"Bakugo, I would listen to Midoriya. Most of those legs listed as 'heroics ready' are in fact rarely up to the burdens of heroism. One of our instructors, Ectoplasm, has to get his custom built as the ones he purchased kept breaking," Nezu interjected.

"Yeah but…it's not a big deal, I'll be fine. Worry about the nerd first!" Katsuki grumbled, looking away from the others.

"Now now, having you both fit for training would be best, would it not All Might? If they are all going to take part it would be prudent for them to all be at their very best. After all, you still have to earn your place in UA, you won't just be given it."

All Might nodded. "Yes, you should get that looked at Young Bakugo. I'm sure we can set something up soon. I'll also need to give you all your customized training and diet plans, once I've written them up!"

"Diet plans?" Ochako asked quietly. Izuku looked at her curiously, her tone oddly subdued, missing the significant look Himiko gave her.

"Why yes Young Uraraka! To be a hero one must be in excellent shape, both through exercise and diet! But worry not, my diet plan will be customized to each of you, every person is unique in what they need! I may not always sound like I know what I'm talking about, but I do understand fitness very well. It takes work to be in the shape I am after all!"

"You mean a twig?" Katsuki snarked, grinning at the Number One hero.

All Might slapped Katsuki on the shoulder with a guffaw. "You have a quick wit about you! You should hone that skill. Angering villains can be a useful tactic to get them to make a mistake."

"But the diet plans, how strictly do we have to follow them?" Ochako interrupted, rather pointedly dragging the subject back.

All Might blinked at her vehemence as Nezu let out a soft hum and sipped at his tea. "Why, I would expect you to follow them to the letter. It's best for you and your body after all, especially as I do intend on working you all very hard. If your goal is UA, you must be the very best to become part of the very best school after all."

"...okay," Ochako whispered, looking down at her clasped hands for a moment before glancing up and locking eyes with Himiko. The vampiric girl just nodded slightly to the question in Ochako's eyes, the two having the sort of silent conversation only those who were truly close could.

Unbeknownst to both of them, the taller Izuku was holding a similar silent conversation with Katsuki over Himiko's head, the two boys finding their new friends' actions odd enough to warrant further attention.

Both conversations were put on pause as Nezu clapped his hands twice. "Well, we have a plan moving forward, so I think it is best the four of you head home and relax for a little while. You're still students after all, with a day off from school, you may as well make the most of it!" The four in question accepted the dismissal for what it was, as All Might dropped his form and went back to being Toshinori, ready to give them a ride home.

As the four teens watched Toshinori drive away, they looked between each other, a little frazzled, a little worried, and a whole hell of a lot of sheer confusion. Katsuki rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, so…uh…training is off for today I guess?"

"So…we wait for his plan then?" Himiko asked.

Izuku shrugged. "I guess so? Maybe we just…head home?"

"Y-yeah, we should do that," Ochako stuttered out. Again, Izuku and Katsuki shared a glance. Ochako had been acting odd the entire ride home, mostly silent and staring out the window lost in thought. She kept fiddling with her hands, clasping and unclasping them the entire time. Himiko had been less obvious about her withdrawal, but it was hard for Izuku not to notice how she practically curled into herself during the ride home.

"...you two okay?" Izuku asked, his gaze flitting back and forth between the two girls.

"Y-yeah, we're fine! It's just a lot to process, is all!" Ochako said, smiling brightly.

"That's the fakest fucking smile you've put on yet, Cheeks," Katsuki drawled, causing Himiko to glare at him and Ochako's eyes widen in shock.

"It's none of your business," Himiko hissed. "We don't pry into your guys' past, so don't pry into our personal lives!"

"Hey, hey, everyone calm down," Izuku raised his hands placatingly. "We're not prying, Himiko, we're just worried is all."

"Yeah and we're worried about you but you don't talk either, don't be a hypocrite!" she snarled back. Izuku rocked back as if slapped, eyes going wide and hurt.

"Oi, fuck off with that! I'm the one being a dick, don't take it out on him," Katsuki stepped forward, fists clenched at his side.

"Will both of you stop!" Ochako shouted, tears pricking at the corner of her eyes. "This isn't helping anything!"

'But he/But she!' The two blonde's began to shout at the same time, before a sudden slam into the ground cut them both off as sand flew up into the air. They looked over to see the glowing green lines of Izuku's Quirk active, his foot practically buried in the ground from the force of his stomp.

His voice shaky, he spoke quietly. "Ochako's right, this isn't helping anything. And Himiko's right, I shouldn't be a hypocrite and pry. I'm sorry."

"No, don't say sorry. Himiko's the one who overreacted," Ochako said, glaring at her friend. The vampire gaped for a moment, before looking down sullenly.

"I'm just trying to protect you, 'Chako," she whispered.

"I know, but they were just worried. But we really don't want to talk about it, okay?" she asked the second part as she glanced over at the two boys, one whose hands were sparking and the other with toxic green radiating from inside his body and setting his eyes alight with a glow.

"...I get that," Izuku said with a sad smile. He turned to look at the explosive blonde next to him, his face flat as he looked over the three of them.

"I wasn't fucking prying. I just commented on how fake the smile was. I don't mind you keeping your secrets, but you don't need to lie to us and pretend you're happy when you're not. I get enough of that shit from Izuku, I don't need it from you two. If we're gonna be training together and shit, we can at least be fucking honest if we're not in a good mood," Katsuki looked down, the sparks in his hands fading away as he kicked at the sand and muttered "It's not like I had a lot of friends besides Zu and Tsubasa before, and Tsubasa fucked off on me. I…sometimes I'm a dick, but I just want people to be honest with me, that's all."

"...sorry," Himiko muttered back, grabbing her left arm with her right and looking away from the others.

"Okay. Okay. It's been a lot today, so maybe we just all need to take a step back. It's okay. You…have a point, Katsuki. So-," Ochako took a deep breath in. "Yes, something is bothering me and I'm not sure how to deal with it. But I don't feel comfortable talking about it right now. Okay?"

"Yeah, it's fine. I'm just being a dick as usual."

"If I'm not allowed to be self-deprecating, none of you are," Izuku deadpanned.

"Nah, Kats has a point. I was being a dick too," Himiko chimed in.

Izuku rolled his eyes and threw his hands up in the air. "You two are impossible, martyr complex bullshit."

"Oh you have no room to talk you fucking ass," Katsuki snarked back at Izuku, glaring.

"Well, that's at least back to normal," Ochako snorted.

Izuku facepalmed. "Okay. Nope. Today has been so weird, I'm so done with it. Can we just go get lunch and then relax? Like four normal fucking teenagers?"

"I thought we were all going to go home to relax?" Himiko asked.

"Auntie is doing designs for her next clothing line. There is nothing relaxing about being in that house right now."

"Oh shit, you're right. Yeah, me and Zu are not going anywhere near home, not when Mom's doing that. She'll rope us into it somehow," Katsuki shuddered at the thought.

Ochako and Himiko shared another look. "I-I guess we can? Um, but something light and c-cheap? We didn't bring a lot with us today, since we were going to train."

Katsuki waved his hand dismissively. "It's on us, we're the ones dragging you two around. Besides, this is a chance to show you the best fucking spots to eat."

Ochako went to speak, but Himiko cut her off with a wide smile. "Okay, that's fine! It's a date!"

Izuku choked on air as Katsuki rolled his eyes and smiled indulgently. "Sorry ladies, but you're not my type."

"Aww, but we're Izu's type, aren't we?" Himiko kept her wide smile on her face as she grabbed Izuku's arm, making the choking boy sputter incoherently. "Ain't that right, Izuku?"

"Himiko!" Ochako shouted, her face flushed. Himiko turned her head so that neither Katsuki nor Izuku could see her face, and her teasing smile faded to a significant look, communicating without words that she was trying to change the subject. Ochako gulped, willing her red cheeks to fade away and plastered her own teasing smile on as she grabbed Izuku's other arm.

Katsuki snickered at the shell shocked look on his brother's face. "Alright, this shit was worth it just to see the human equivalent of a fucking blue screen. Come on, let's go, I know just the place."

The two girls practically dragged the greenette with them, Izuku following along robotically as his cheeks burned, his mind successfully diverted from the worries he had had earlier.