Frozen Tears
Chapter 2
The smell of antiseptic recycled air is what Izuku wakes up to. As he opens his eyes he's greeted by the white ceiling of a hospital, his silver eyes move slow and methodically around his surroundings.
The fist thing he realizes is the feeling of heavy bandages constricting his arms and chest. Even for the 5 year old boy the hospital bed is still quite large for him. Looking down at his bandages he remembers they way that his flesh and skin separated, the way his skin became discolored with a cherry red with frost burns.
He assumes the reason his arms doesn't hurt and in general still work is the work from a healing quirk of some kind. "So I had a quirk awakening.. I thought I would have a fire quirk. Oh well one more thing to separate me from that Bastard"
The child groans as he maneuvers into a sitting position, in all honesty with all that sleep he still feels exhausted mentally and physically.
The sound of the heart beat monitor and the dripping of the IV gets tuned out as the white haired child starts to theorize what his quirk is and what it can do.
Obviously it's a ice quirk but unlike his older brother Natsuo and his older sister Fuyumi as well as his own mother they can only control the ice around them, but he didn't have enough ice or water around him to counter his father's flames like he did.
So does that mean that he can generate ice naturally? Or-
Izuku gets knocked out of his trance by the soft embrace of his mother's arms around him.
"Right.. mom, she was near the blast.." He goes to speak but ultimately can only croak out unintelligible groans before he starts coughing.
"Shh sh it's alright I'm here, gave us quite the scare there Izuku, the doctors did say you do have stressed vocal cords from screaming and your quirk.." all he can do is blink at her for a moment before-"w..what's a..a vo-cal cord?" He asks with a raspy voice
"Ah.. right it's the muscles in your throat that lets you speak and helps your throat with other things, don't worry it'll heal on its own.
It's just they've taken some.. damage from your quirk awakening"
Izuku just nods at her words and looks back down to his bandages.
Rei gives a pitying glance toward her sons arms
"The doctors had to do a lot to heal your arms Izuku.. they're fine now but they'll scar. It seems you inherited your.. father's resistance to fire instead of my weakness to it, but it seems your genes mutated the weakness to ice instead.."
He snaps his head toward that last bit.
"Ice? My weakness is.. my own quirk?! What the hell.."
"Well it seems you and Touya finally have something in common at least" she cracks a small smile trying to alleviate the situation.
"Y-yea I suppose, but I don't think having opposite weaknesses and opposite quirks would help having something to talk about"
Touya has always been too expressive and energetic for his taste to actually want to actively talk to him. Same with Natsuo he's more subdued but still expressive too much for his liking. And Fuyumi is always too busy to talk to.
His mother give a small chuckle "it's been a while since he last heard her laugh.." he gives his own small smile.
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A few weeks go by after the event.
His father absolutely despises him now compared to his subdued distaste and annoyance from before.
He's been restricted from going anywhere near the dojo and also Shouto.
Each and every time he hears his twin's cries and yells always rattles him from a trance or when he's reading a book, every time he tries to run to help but either Natsuo or his own mother would hold him back.
But without his mother's or that man's permission he would sneak outside to train his quirk.
He only started after the bandages have been removed and god that was a sight,
His arms were indeed scarred but not the way he expected. Instead of his own skin color they're a permanent freezer burn color, even the texture is rough and almost scaly from how damaged skin is.
He's at least glad that the skin is connected to his hands now.. even if it sometimes feels like he's stretching the skin thin if he moves his wrist a weird way.
The same could be said about his shoulders and some of his chest, they're also scared but unlike the deep red color it's more to a light sunburn for his chest and shoulders. His neck to the least damage no scarring or different color.
The few times he did sneak out successfully he 'trained' his quirk or more or less control the output of his frost.
It seems he can generate his ice from his own body like Toya can with his flames or like.. his father with his flames.
Unlike the other three ice users in his family he can't control ice or any ice for that matter. He can't move ice cubes he can't direct his ice after he shoots it out and he definitely can't control other ice quirks.
He oftentimes wonders what shouto's quirk is.. it can't just be ice since his father would deem him also a failure but that also means it can't be just a fire quirk either since he chose Shouto over Touya.
Speaking of Touya his oldest sibling has been acting weirdly and sometimes horribly towards their own parents.
He catches him blaming his mother for something that's out of her control or he sucks up to father like some lap dog wanting attention.
It's obvious that even though he hates the man he still wants recognition and from the complaints of school from him is usually other children push him to be a hero with his quirk.
It still doesn't stop Izuku from cringing when Touya does everything he can to get father's attention.
Natsuo outright ignores the man now, not bothering to notice or even speak to the man.
Fuyumi always tries to bring them together for dinner but his insistence that Shouto not being around them complicates her plans.
Mother barley speaks anymore.. always hiding in her room or on the house phone.
He only catches a few tidbits of words and phrases but even he can't understand most of the words she says since he hasn't learned them.
But one phrase always stuck out towards him.
"I'm scared."
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A year passed the last time he had an actual conversation with his twin. Is he the same anymore? Does he like new things? Does he still like room temperature soba? Hell does he even remember him?
He closes his book and puts a hand to his face, he came out to the garden to clear his thoughts not to cloud them..
He looks through his fingers at his siblings playing, Natsuo and Touya playing they're own version of rugby, that ultimately becomes roughhousing.
Fuyumi is under another tree reading her own novel. He looks back down at his own in thought, before opening the book and going back to reading.
Instead he hears a loud scream from his twin that instantly stops himself and his other siblings in what they're doing.
After they hear they're mother yelling as well but hear loud sobbing.
Before they can stop Izuku he beelines toward the screams and sobs of his mother and twin.
That's when he sees the crumpled from of his twin with his mother kneeling above him holding her hand on his eye with her quirk active.
His indifferent expression cracks with wide eyes and parted mouth at the scene before him.
He gets shoved out the way by his father who comes in yelling at his mother and pushes her away from Shouto, screaming something about damaging his 'perfect creation'.
His other siblings appear as well all with their own reactions, Natsuo with an angry scowl directed towards father, Fuyumi with tears in her eyes and her mouth opening and closing trying to formulate words, and finally strangely Touya who seems completely unfazed by the situation, almost as if he knew this would happen.
#~#
Mother is gone.. Fa- that Man threw her in a looney bin. The entire place changed from a prison to an inescapable black hole of emotion and turmoil.
Natsuo doesn't smile anymore, he's full pressed into his studies in his room now, some talk about 'getting out as fast as he can'.
Fuyumi's attempts at talking to Natsuo and Touya are for not. She tries her best to fill the void mother left, but alas it hurts more to see his older sister having to become so independent in such little time.
Touya.. has never been calmer or more like determined for something, probably his 'secret training'. He's seen Touya multiple times when he went out to his own training area. He could always smell the burn of trees and sulfur whenever he went outside.
One time he's seen actual blue flames crackling near his training area, it was beautiful but more so frightening at the sheer heat from them alone.
Izuku himself decided to cope by training more than ever, he's had enough of this place, that man and this society. He will be a hero, but he will fix the corruption on the inside. To show real heroism and not this.. this FAKE.
There have been a few times he's seen Shouto, that burn scar on his face brings back too many memories of his own scars, it seems he also had a freeze burn.
A few days past nothing of note happened, if anything it's been too quite. He hasn't seen Fuyumi today at all neither hide nor hair of Natsuo. Hell he hasn't seen Touya since the last time he catches him training.
But that all changed when Izuku looked out of his window on one snowy night.
The trees, all of them, were on fire. It looked like what hell would be like. Fire everywhere, screaming was heard. He couldn't tell if that was his siblings.. or himself.
Fuyumi barges into his room and his head snaps away from the forest fire.
"W-we have to get out Izuku! I've already gotten Natsuo and Shouto out as well"
Before he can question more his arm gets yanked with her hand as she pulls him along with her outside.
One thing was on his mind as his older sister brought him outside.
"Where is Touya?"
'~'
He can't do this anymore.. this family is dysfunctional. He can't sleep without waking up screaming because of that horrible night.
It's either filled with his mother's scream, Touya's or Shouto's.
He doesn't see Natsuo anymore, he's locked himself up in his room, Fuyumi is the only one that goes inside his room to give him food. And if he's not inside his room he's always out, either with friends or school never 'home' anymore.
Fuyumi still tries to pull everybody together.. but even she can tell it won't happen. The only time he hears her talk at all is when they talk about books or fucking tea.
Shouto practically doesn't exist anymore he hasn't even seen him since that day, the only times Izuku can even tell he's home is his screams or the sound of some else using large amounts of ice that isn't his own.
His own training has doubled hell, even tripled of how much time he spends pushing his quirk, to the point he's starting to get more freezer burns. Each time he comes back he's always scolded by Fuyumi about them, some days they're a little more pink but recently they're becoming a dark pink bordering on purple.
The doctors say that if he continues the nerve endings near his skin will be shot and he won't feel anything touching his skin anymore. Not that he likes touching the flaky flesh anyways.
One day after many trial and errors, and a lot of wet trees. Izuku was able to freeze an entire field of trees with just putting one hand on the ground and activating his quirk and for once it didn't hurt at all!
But after every time he had something good happen something else is taken from him.
This time in the form of his twin, his brother, the person he should known the best and the most.
Izuku was sitting in the foyer playing chess against him self, it wasn't because he felt like he was superior playing it without his siblings nor was it a show of pomposity it was simply.. he was shit at playing chess so he was teaching him self.
But once again, something had to happen.
Just as he was about to finally learn how to utilize the rook correctly, he was interrupted by the sound of footsteps stalking toward his position.
Too light to be Natsuo
And Too purposeful to be Fuyumi.
His heart raced, he couldn't tell who it was.
Was it that man again? Or was it..
"Izuku."
His narrowed eyes widened minutely, he looked toward his twin feigning calm and indifference.
"Ah, Shouto it's been a while."
Shouto just nodded at the observation.
...
"God this is dull, has he always been that stoic or am I loosing my touch on reading emotions."
"I've seen you training your quirk, I will promise you this, I will surpass you using my own ice quirk then, and only then I can drive it home I don't need his fire" and without a second glance he turned on his heel stalking towards the dojo once again.
"All this time.. after all that happened, you're going to use me as a stepping stone in your grand quest of surpassing that man?!"
"You're just like him.." streaks of tears form on his freckled cheeks
Each tear frozen before they could hit the ground
'2349'
"Hi! It's me.. again anyways another chapter. Dunno if I'm writing this part for myself to sort out my thoughts after writing or telling strangers my thought process, meh who cares.
In any case as I said before this is self indulgent yadayada you get it.
But to clarify things I'm not too interested in making sure every little lore tidbits to be correct just can't stress about it.
Any hoot we're gonna do a time skip next chapter.. whenever I get to that.
But the main shtick I wanted to do was get everyone's relationships in order.
Fuyumi is obviously pretty much the same in canon but obviously her mental state more taxed
Natsuo has become even more elusive to his home life doing everything possible to keep him self away from his home life
Enji is even more of a prick or maybe this is less of a prick not sure..
Shouto is more or less even more closed off than canon, now instead of using his ice quirk to spite his father now his motivation is to surpass Izuku and use him as a stepping stone to surpass his fathers flames as well.
Now Izuku in this fanfic is hell of a lot more mature and independent than his canon counterpart, his coping mechanisms has made him into who he is now, his apathetic personality and indifferent mask buries his true fear and feelings.
Okay cool bye!
I said bye