Warnings: Soulparents, soulmates, pairing Izuku/Tsukauchi, abusive inko, Digimon/mha

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The night air chilled him as he threw himself from the breach just in time. Panting from the exertion it took him a moment to realize that he was not in Musutafu. If he had to guess he was in Hosu or somewhere similar.

Damn the breaches and their unpredictability he thought. If things weren't bad enough he now had to contend with public transport in finding his way "home". He was almost tempted to simply find a place to hole up until morning when he was less conspicuous. Unfortunately he has somewhere to be tomorrow at a very specific time.

His phone rang suddenly. Patting down his pockets he pulled it from his right jacket pocket. It was a simple model that had texting, calling, and a small amount of internet capability. Though not enough to allow him to enter the Digital World like a computer.

Pressing the answer button he said, "Midoriya."

"Kid, you okay?"

The voice on the other end of the line was a low tenor smooth and calm. Any tension that remained in his shoulders eased. That was his mentor and friend Mitsuo Yamaki.

Izuku yawned as he used his free hand to rub at his hurting shoulder, "Just my shoulder. Same as usual. Can you confirm that the breach has been sealed?"

There was a pause then Yamaki answered, "Breach has been sealed. Do you need to come to my apartment for medical attention?"

No, no, no. Absolutely not. The last time he fell for that he ended up in the hospital and Yamaki threatening to sue the entire staff for discrimination. Better to avoid such a thing again.

To Yamaki he replied in a falsely cheerful voice, "I don't need medical attention. Besides staying at your place would be pointless. I have to be in Musutafu for school in the morning."

There was a low growl from the man on the other end. Then he ordered, "If they give you any problems you call me. This is your last year of Middle School. You don't need to be there."

Brushing off the concern he said, "It'll be fine, Yamaki," the feeling of being watched came over him, "Listen I've got to go. I'll let you know when I get home."

"Izuku..." but he already disconnected.

Turning he saw a hero standing in the street lights. His bright armor shone in the light of the street lamps. Instinctively his hand came up to the digivice that hung around his neck. Attacking the hero wouldn't be a good idea. Neither would standing here if the hero decided he was up to no good.

The hero, Ingenium if he wasn't mistaken greeted, "Hello. Are you okay?"

Izuku said as he let go of his digivice and adjusted the green and black goggles that were around his neck, "I am fine thank you. Ingenium right?"

The hero blinked in surprise before he replied, "Yes I am. How did you know,"

"You're a daylight hero," he shrugged as if that explained everything.

He turned trying to decide which way was the train station. Deciding to go to the right he heard footsteps behind him. A sigh escaped him. Was this hero seriously going to follow him to the train station?

Turning he looked back at Ingenium. Sure enough the man was only a handful of feet behind him. Once again his hand went to his digivice.

This time Izuku asked, "Can I help you?"

Ingenium started, "Do you live around here? I want to make sure you get home okay."

Izuku blinked then said, "No I don't. I'm headed to the train station so I can head home. You don't need to walk me home, hero. I am old enough to do it myself."

Ingenium opened his mouth to argue but Izuku kept moving. Reluctantly the man seemed to accept that he didn't have a choice. Still Izuku felt eyes watching him the entire way to the train station.

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Warmth radiated from around his neck as he sat in the classroom. Izuku didn't want to be here. Most of the time he didn't have to go to school. His school work was done online through an advanced program. It was tailor made to him.

One week a year however Izuku was forced to go to school. Hero Week. As a quirkless child he made the other children look better. Even though he had done more to protect both his world and the other world. Even years after the second war he still spent a lot of time in the Digital World.

Keeping the peace between the Worlds was not an easy job. If things weren't monitored the creatures of their world would come into theirs. Humans and Digimons could get along. He and the other Tamers were proof of that. However many Digimon wanted to cause havoc. It was those who caused trouble as most humans didn't know what to do with them. Heroes could get seriously injured by one.

The warmth around his neck shifted slightly. Kudamom was his partner Digimon. Easily mistaken for a scarf he kept his partner with him at all times.

Kudamon poked his head out ever so slightly and said in a low whisper, "Do we really need to be here Izuku? I think we should have just stayed at Yamami's apartmnet or the very least your mother's house."

At the mention of his mother, Izuku scowled. If he could avoid the house he would. That woman was simply the person who gave birth to him. She did not deserve the title mother. At least that's what Yamaki had said.

On the desk in front of him was his green and black goggles. He had taken apart of the electronic that he built into them. In theory it would allow him to see breaches. At first it had worked like he intended but two weeks ago they suddenly stopped working. Yamaki couldn't figure out what was wrong so whenever he had free time he would take it apart to work on.

Murmuring so that only Kudamon could hear he said, "We do have to be here. Just one more week of this nonsense. Then we don't have to attend Hero Week again."

"Better not," returned his partner.

Izuku raised a hand to pet the soft fur gently. Around him students began to file in and take their seats. Most ignored him not recognizing him with the exception of those he had gone to elementary school with. Those kids sneered but Izuku ignored them.

Bakugo was one of the last to enter. Red eyes flashed with disgust when they landed on him. Izuku raised his chin in defiance. Try something they seemed to say. Due to it being Hero Week he couldn't do anything. A hero could walk in at any moment.

His seat unfortunately was right in front of Izuku. Maybe he should have left like Kudamon. At least then he wouldn't have to deal with the bully.

Only two minutes after Bakugo's arrival the teacher came in. Upon seeing Izuku he sneered and looked as if he wanted to throw him out. He was unable to make any move to as there was a knock on the door.

A man entered a moment later. He had bright orange hair with dull blue eyes. Short and skinny the man wouldn't automatically be recognized as a hero. His hands were larger than the rest of his body. He has an orange L-shaped piece at the end of each finger. That was when Izuku recognized the man.

Izuku sat a little straighter in his seat green eyes bright with excitement. This was Higari Maijima, also known as Excavation Hero "Power Loader", a Pro Hero and faculty member at U.A. High School. Out of every hero this was someone who he admired.

Excitement made his acid green eyes sparkle into an emerald.