Captain Blues: It's back and hopefully better than ever! I originally had this up earlier this year but got pretty discouraged by a few things and decided to delete it and kind of think about it some more. But now that I have, it's back! So I hope everyone enjoys it!
"Gemini"
When I close my eyes
It's time to hide
I'm stepping back
Then I attack
You switch to me
Everything goes black."
Summary: Everyone believed that Midoriya Izuku was Quirkless, and Izuku would have agreed at the time. But after years of bullying from Bakugou and his goons, a meeting with All-Might, and accepting his true self, Izuku finally awakens his peculiar Quirk, Two Minds, One Body. But little did Izuku know that unlocking this Quirk would not only change the various relationships he would forge but the very abilities of One-For-All, and ultimately, his future.
Pairings: Ashido Mina/Hagakure Tooru/Jirou Kyouka/Midoriya Izuku and Many more!
Rating: Rated M
Disclaimer (Izuku): The Following is a fan-fiction based on the anime/manga series My Hero Academia by Kōhei Horikoshi. Please support the official release
My Hero Academia: Two Minds, One Body
Reach for Your Truth
[Aldera Junior High (Daytime)
POV: Midoriya Izuku]
Today hadn't been a good day for one Midoriya Izuku.
Truthfully, Izuku couldn't remember the last time he had a good day. But today, it had been the worst yet. He was on two hours of sleep due to another late night of studying up on various Heroes. He missed his first train, which made him late for school, and on that second train, he accidentally dropped his pop-tarts due to someone bumping into him.
And finally, Izuku wasn't able to eat lunch due to his bullies taking his wallet at lunchtime.
But the worst came when their teacher decided to tell the class that he was planning to go to U.A.
That wound up with his desk being destroyed.
And now, after relocating to a new desk and putting his stuff away, his Hero Analysis recording notebook was snatched out from his hands.
"Oi, we're not done talking yet, Deku," a smug voice said.
Izuku glanced up at his former best friend, Bakugou Katsuki, who held his notebook.
"Katsuki, what's that?" One of Bakugou's friends asked him.
"Just a little notebook this nerd is always carrying," Bakugou answered as Izuku stood up at his desk.
"C-Come on! I'm having a bad day. Please give it back," Izuku begged.
"Aww. Little Deku's having a bad day?" Bakugou's friends mocked as Bakugou himself laughed.
"You poor puppy. You want this back?" Bakugou questioned as he held it out to him.
"Y-yes. Please," Izuka answered, praying that somewhere deep inside of this menace that Bakugou had changed into was his best friend.
Unfortunately, Izuku was cruelly let down by the Bakugou, who smacked his hands together and burned the book in response, a giant grin on his face. Izuku helplessly watched as smoke and flames rose from his notebook.
"Whoops," Bakugou taunted. "Sorry, Deku, I lost control there. Let's put this fire out, shall we?"
Before Izuku could respond, Bakugou launched the notebook over his shoulder and out of the window.
Izuku stared at Bakugou with a look of despair on his face.
"Let that teach a lesson to you, Driftwood," Bakugou told him with a sneer. "Most first-string heroes show potential early on. Most people look at them and know that they're destined for greatness. But when they look at you and people like you, all they see is a useless, Quirk-less, spineless loser who isn't worth the time."
Bakugou placed his hand on Izuku's shoulder, which caused Izuku to wince as he felt the heat from Bakugou's palm begin to burn at his jacket. "With that said, throw away that application to U.A., or else you'll wind up with some serious regret for pissing me off. Got that?"
Izuku squinted his eyes as he began to sweat, his eyes locked onto the cold gaze of Bakugou's before the taller teen smirked. "Good. Glad we could have this chat," Bakugou finished as he removed his and shoulder-checked Izuka as he walked past him with a chuckle of, "Later, you worthless idiot."
Izuka merely stared forward out the window, his body quivering as tears began to build into his eyes.
Why?
Why did Bakugou continue to do this to him? He did nothing wrong to him, but he had been treated like some second-class citizen every day for almost half of his life.
No.
Worse than that.
He was treated as if he was nothing.
"I do have one more piece of advice for you, Deku," Bakugou's voice said. "If you truly want to be a hero so bad, there's a perfect way to obtain it. If you believe they're holding your Quirk over in the next world, you should swan dive off the rooftop."
Izuku felt a cold sensation wrap around his heart at Bakugou's words as the teen, and his goons walked out of the classroom.
Bakugou didn't mean that.
Bakugou couldn't have genuinely wanted him to kill himself, did he?
[Midoriya Residence (Nighttime)
POV: Midoriya Izuku]
By the time Deku returned home, the moon was high in the sky, but his mood was the lowest it had ever been.
After Bakugou departed, Izuku attempted to go home but was attacked by a sludge monster, and to his excitement, All-Might had saved him.
But when Izuku asked him if he could be a hero, All-Might stated that it wouldn't exactly be possible to become a Hero without having a Quirk.
"Honey, you've barely touched your food," Midoriya Inko noted.
"Oh…" Izuku whispered. "I-I'm sorry, Mom. I'm just not hungry," Izuku told her as he excused himself and walked out before she could say anything. Izuku entered his room, shut and locked the door, then sat on his bed.
The room was completely dark as tears slowly fell down Izuku's cheeks.
"Kacchan was right," Izuku softly admitted as he stared at the application to U.A. "If All-Might says that I can't be a Hero without a Quirk. Then I genuinely am a useless, Quirk-less, loser."
"He did a number on you, huh?" a dark, familiar voice whispered from behind him, causing Izuku to freeze.
"Not you….Not again," Izuku whimpered as he bent his knees to his chest, wrapped his arms around his legs, then hid his face. But despite hiding his face, Izuku could feel him sitting in his computer chair.
Ever since that day at the river, Izuku had felt this presence. It was always there in the dark corners of his mind, watching him with interest.
At first, Izuku ignored the entity, but over the next few years, the presence was getting stronger and stronger until middle school, when the presence whispered in Izuku's voice, "Why are you allowing this?"
And that was when things took their turn for the worse.
For the last three years, this voice had been urging him to accept the truth he couldn't face.
Izuku managed to battle it back each time, but the twisted voice that mimicked his own would always come back and come back stronger.
"Why are you here?" Izuku asked.
"You know why I'm here. I'm here to help you," The voice answered. "After what that clown told you to do today, you agree with him. Why?"
"H-He was just looking out for me. H-He was a little harsh, but it came from the right p-place. And he was right. I was stupid to think I could be a hero without a Quirk," Izuku answered.
"Come on. We both know how Bakugou meant it. What kind of friend would say that and have your best interest at heart?" The voice asked.
Izuku closed his eyes and took a deep breath. "I-I know Kacchan, and I aren't on the best terms, but he really didn't want me to commit suicide…" Izuku said, his tone desperate-sounding.
"Oh, the denial is strong with you. Why can't you admit it? Your "Kacchan" is no more. He's gone, replaced by the mockery that wears his face and has his memories," The voice told him.
"Just leave me alone," Izuku begged.
"The more you deny me, the stronger and angrier I become…You need to accept the truth, or it will end badly for both of us," The voice urged him.
"Please, just leave me alone," Izuku weakly repeated.
"Why? Why do you refuse to see the reality?" The voice questioned, growing agitated. "That clown has revealed his true self to you time and again. And yet, you refuse to see this and instead agree with him. And for what?!"
Izuku flinched at the sudden shout.
"You are letting this fool dictate your life. You are letting him walk all over you, disrespect you time and again, and you follow him like a pathetic puppy dog. Is it because you admire him?! Because you admire his ambition, his confidence, his strength, his Quirk?! Answer me instead of hiding like a damn coward!" The voice screamed.
"I can't!" Izuku yelled as his body began to quiver.
The room was quiet for a moment before Izuku's soft voice whimpered out, "You're right. It's because I admire him. But it's more than that. I want to find something of the old Kacchan inside this person and remind him that we are friends. Is that so wrong?"
Izuku watched as his shadow knelt before him and asked, "So you're letting this person that does not respect you, constantly abuses you, and is actively trying to keep your face in the mud and keep you from following your dream, because you want to salvage something out of this abusive friendship?"
Izuku remained silent.
"I understand trying to salvage the good things from the bad. I do. But look at what is happening to you. Look at what Bakugou is taking from you. He's taking your dreams, your sanity, your health, and your self-respect," The shadow told him. "You don't deserve this. You don't deserve to be called these names for years and years. Don't you have any love for yourself? Or was that taken the day you found out that you didn't have your Quirk?"
Izuku's eyes widened.
"Before you found out you didn't have a Quirk, your life was going great. You had friends, a best friend, and you had a shared dream. To become a Hero. But when you found out that was not in the cards, you were desperate to go back to that time where everything made sense. Right?" His shadow questioned, his eerie glowing yellow eyes staring into his. "That was the last time you were ever happy…Wasn't it?"
Izuku was silent.
This entity was correct. The last time Izuku was happy was when he was eight years old before his dreams were ripped away. After that, it felt like he was reliving a nightmare. First, his dreams of having a Quirk and being a hero were gone, then Kacchan turned into an evil monster from his nightmares.
"You're right," Izuku finally said. "Kacchan…. B-Bakugou was the last bastion of a time when I was happy. I wanted to hang onto that last s-semblance of joy, no matter how badly he d-dragged me down and hurt me. But now, look at me. Bakugou wants me to give up on my dream and kill myself because he sees me as inferior to him. He has since the day I found out I was Quirk-less."
The shadow stared at him with a hopeful expression.
"But no more," Izuka announced with a firm tone. "N-No more will I allow his words to sway me and bring me down. He may not believe I can be a Hero. All-Might might not think I can be a Hero, but I b-believe that I can!"
The shadow smiled and replied, "Once you start this road, you cannot stop, you hear me?"
"N-Never!" Izuku exclaimed. "I-I will become a Hero no matter what happens!"
"I hear the resolution in your voice, Midoriya Izuku. It's time to bet on us instead of letting some asshole walk over us and dictate what we can or cannot do," The shadow said as his irises changed from eerie yellow to bright green.
Izuku felt a pulse in his chest as he hunched over. "W-What's going on?" Izuku asked.
"There was one other thing that was being stolen from you. And that was me," The shadow replied.
Izuku stared at the shadow as another pulse rippled through him.
After so many years of pushing this entity away, Izuku realized that he had never asked about who this entity was.
"W-Who are you?" Izuku finally asked.
"You know who I am," The shadow answered.
Izuku was confused before his eyes widened. "Are you my Quirk?" he asked.
The shadow smiled and reached over to place his hand on his chest. "Two Minds, One Body. I am you. You are me. Two sides of the Same Coin, and as long as we stick together, nothing can stop us."
And before Izuku knew it, there was a flash of bright light that brightened the entire room. And when it faded, Izuku was unconscious on his bed.
[Midoriya Residence (Morning)
POV: Midoriya Izuku]
The combination of chirping birds and a beam of sunlight hitting his face caused Izuku to wake from his deep sleep. Izuku rose from his bed and rubbed his hand against his face before he yawned.
"Man, what a crazy n-night," Izuku mumbled.
Was last night a dream?
It had to have been, right?
He had often had dreams about gaining a Quirk, but he always woke up and was disappointed by his reality. But he felt different from waking up yesterday morning and what happened the previous night felt real compared to his dreams.
Izuku felt this strange flowing sensation within his body that he knew he didn't have there before. He compared it to a slow river, constantly moving yet at a gentle pace.
Izuku yawned again as he slid out of bed and shuffled his way into the bathroom. 'Maybe it was a dream…' he thought as he opened the bathroom door, flipped on the light, and walked past his mirror to the toilet.
But as he walked past the mirror, his reflection revealed a flickering silhouette, which was entering and exiting his body sporadically, as if something was struggling to free itself from its fleshy prison.
Izuku paused and walked backward until his image was in the mirror. He turned his head and stared at his reflection curiously and noticed the flickering silhouette, along with his irises being a mint-green hue instead of their typical emerald green.
He also noticed that his irises were glowing.
"That's new," Izuku muttered with a squint of his eyes.
It was then that Izuku heard a yawn within his head.
"Oh boy, do you always wake up this early?" The voice sleepily asked.
Izuku jumped in alarm as he looked around in confusion.
"Hey, calm down. It's just me," The voice said, the sleepy tone slowly clearing up.
Izuku paused. "W-Wait…It wasn't a dream?" Izuku asked with trepidation. "I-I do have Q-Quark?"
"D-Did we not clear this up last night?" The voice asked. Izuku could picture someone looking around them in confusion as the question was asked and almost chuckled at the image. "I could have sworn we cleared this up. Oh no, do I have to do that all again?" The voice asked.
"No, n-not at all," Izuku said with a smile. "W-Wow, I actually have a-a Quirk. This is a-amazing."
"We established this last night, Izuka," The voice said, but while its tone was filled with mirth, Izuku could strangely tell that the presence was happy. "But since you are confused, allow me to introduce myself. I am yo-"
Izuku interrupted the voice with an excited squeal and said, "I-I'm sorry for interrupting. Can I take care of all m-my business before you get into i-it? I-I want to log this in my n-new Hero Analysis r-recording notebook?"
"Duh, I'd be insulted if you didn't. After this, we need to eat. We are starving," The voice said.
Mere seconds later, Izuku's stomach roared in discomfort.
"W-Whoa. Save questions for later," Izuku told himself. "Bathroom stuff first. Geek out after."
After fulfilling all of his bathroom needs and getting nourishment from his All-Mighty-O's Chocolate and Marshmellow cereal, Izuku sat at his desk with a new notebook. "A-Alright. Let's get to it!" Izuku happily exclaimed.
"About time. Also, that cereal? We need more of it. It tastes delicious," The voice said.
"I-I know!" Izuku shouted. "But it's a limited edition cereal. W-We can get some from the store after school, t-today."
"Thank goodness," The voice sighed out.
"O-Okay. Let's get serious," Izuku said as he held up his notebook. "Ahem, this is Midoriya Izuku, and I am interviewing my very own Quirk. Sir, can you introduce yourself?"
"Osu! I am you!" The voice said. "Well, another side of you. The side of you that never gets out. I guess you can say that I'm the dark side of you."
"Interesting," Izuku said as he wrote it down. "Do you have a name?"
"I mean, technically, I do since we're the same person, but since our Quirk is awakened and we're actually talking together and will be fighting together, we both can't be called Izuku. So call me Mirā Ukuzi," The voice, now known as Mirā Ukuzi, told him.
"I kind of like it, Uku-chan," Izuku chirped.
"Thank you, Izuku," Ukuzi said. "I guess that's the best I could come up with, considering I never dreamed you would accept me."
"I didn't make it easy, did I?" Izuku asked as he wrote in his notebook.
"Not. At. All," Came Ukuzi's reply.
Izuku nodded and asked, "So, how did you come about existing?"
"Well, as if said countless times, I'm you. So I've been with you for all of these years but our Quirk: Gemini, is not something that can be noticed or found out if that makes sense," Uzuki began. "The only way you can trigger it is you have to accept that dark truth about yourself and who you are."
Izuku nodded as he continued to write.
"For example, that clown," Uzuki hissed out. "You chased after him, not only because you admired him, but because you wanted to regain that last piece of happiness you had before that wildly inaccurate result. In doing that, I was created. I'm your confidence, your arrogance, your bitterness, your fearlessness, and your self-worth. I am what you wished you could be."
Izuku frowned but did not refute this.
"In chasing that clown, you pushed away your pride and became who you are now. Humble, kind, selfless, caring. And those wonderful qualities. But you're timid, shy; your self-esteem and self-worth are at an all-time low," Uzuki continued. "You've been like this for so long that it's ingrained in you. And so, I am your opposite."
"W-Wait? Does that mean you're e-evil?" Izuku asked.
"No! You think I would become a villain? I mean, it would make sense considering all of the emotional and physical abuse and self-esteem issues but no. I'm you, after all. There are some things that we do share between us. Just in terms of personality and something else, I'm everything you're not," Uzuki answered.
Izuku sighed.
"What a relief," Izuku said. "Forgive me. Continue!"
"Thank you. So If memory serves us correctly, I tried to talk to you immediately after that fated day when we were revealed as "Quirk-Less," but you were so deep in your grief that you ignored me," Uzuki told him. "I tried to talk to you throughout the years, but you were so far gone in chasing that fantasy with the clown that I was growing angry. And that was bad."
"How bad could it have gotten?" Izuku asked.
"I was your Shadow before we re-united under one body. A Shadow is a true self that is suppressed—a side of one's personality they don't want to see. If you continued to push me away, or if you denied who I was and the truths that I told you last night, I would have become feral, and I would have killed you," Uzuki told him, which caused Izuku to gasp.
"Y-You would have killed me?" Izuku stammered out.
"Yes," Uzuki replied. "Denying who you are, both the good and the bad, is a poisonous thing to do. Anyone can hide who they truly are, but that only leads to despair and suicide. Which would have been the case between you and me."
"I see…" Izuku murmured. "I-I had no idea that you could have killed me."
"But I didn't. And because you embraced the truth and me, we are now stronger than we've ever been," Uzuki chirped out.
"Okay…So is this all my Quirk is? Just having you in my head?" Izuku questioned.
"There are two other skills we have, but one of them is a little complex. It would be better if I could show you how that works. But I wonder how I could demonstrate it to you…" Uzuki muttered.
Just then, Izuku's phone began to chime.
"Oh! Time for school! I better get ready!" Izuku exclaimed.
"Oh boy," Uzuki groaned.
[Aldera Junior High (Morning)
POV: Midoriya Izuku]
"Ohayou Sekai, Good Morning World," Izuku sang as he walked down the path toward his school with the biggest smile he could muster. "Clear the darkness of the impossible. Make legends come to life with just a wish on a star (on a star) Guided by the will we've carried all along -Let's go explore the world!"
"You are giddy today, Izuku. It's a nice change of pace," Uzuki fondly said.
"W-Why shouldn't I be? I have a Q-Quirk!" Izuki stammered with a blush on his face. "Ne, Uku-chan."
"Yo?" Uzuki questioned.
"How do you know so much about our Quirk?" Izuku asked.
"Sure, I can tell you that. But first, a little heads up. If you don't want to look insane, you can just think to me. I can still hear it," Uzuki told him.
'Like this?' Izuki thought.
"Beautiful," Uzuki replied. "To answer your question, I should explain more about my presence. Every living, breathing being was created in the Sea of Souls. Everyone you've ever met, everyone you care for has a Shadow. The only difference between you and them is our Quirk. It allowed you to see me, and, now, it allows you to use our Quirk and its abilities."
'I see…' Izuku thought. 'So even Mom might have a Shadow…'
"Of course," Uzuki replied.
'Are we able to see their Shadows?' Izuku asked.
"I have no idea," Uzuki sheepishly replied.
Izuku misstepped and swung his arms around with a panicked yell, nearly face-planting. Izuku recovered his balance then exclaimed, "W-What do you mean, you don't know, U-Uku-chan?!"
"It means I don't know. We're the only ones with this Quirk!" Uzuki exclaimed. Unbeknownst to Izuku, the flickering shadow that ebbed and flowed from his body warbled wildly at the yell.
'W-Well, you made it s-sound like you knew e-everything about it,' Izuku stammered.
"I only know about it because we were born with it," Uzuki said with a pouting tone. "Every Shadow knows what their Quirk is and how it's supposed to work, but we don't know the limit that our Quirks can reach. In the end, it's the user who determines that ceiling. If we can keep working at our Quirk, I'll be learning alongside you about how far our abilities can go…"
Izuku was about to reply when he heard the frantic sound of a bird chirping. 'Uku-chan. You hear that?' Izuku asked.
"I do…But where?" Uzuki replied.
Izuku looked around for a moment until he saw some shuffling in the bushes. Izuku walked towards the bush and looked within it to see a bird with a broken wing. "Oh no…" Izuku murmured as the bird chirped wildly. "You poor thing," Izuku whispered as his eyes glistened with tears.
"Wait! This is perfect!" Uzuki exclaimed.
'P-Perfect?! How?! This little creature is hurt!' Izuku exclaimed.
"Because you can heal him," Uzuki replied.
Izuku blinked before he asked out loud, "I can?"
"I told you that there was more to our Quirk than just me being inside your head," Uzuki murmured. "What are you feeling right now?" Uzuki asked him.
Izuku stared at the bird with worried eyes. All he wanted to do was heal the tiny creature. Izuku then felt that strange, slow sensation inside him begin to rush through him faster as if the slow river had changed and morphed into the rapids.
Izuku then noticed that this rushing sensation was going towards his hands, and when he looked down, he saw that his hands were glowing a bright green, with mint-green sparkles rising from them.
But what Izuku wasn't aware of was the same sparkles were also floating from his glowing mint-green irises.
"What is this?" Izuku asked.
"This…Is your side of our Quirk…" Uzuki told him. "The bird is not looking too well. You better help it."
Izuku looked at his hands. If his hands were glowing, then he should be able to help the bird with his touch.
Hesitantly, Izuku reached out and scooped the bird from out of the bush and held it in his hands.
But to his confusion, the bird wasn't healing, but he could feel his hands starting to ache due to the amount of pressure he felt within them.
'Wait, touching it doesn't heal the bird, but the pressure in my hands continues to get worse. Maybe I'm trying to release it in the wrong way,' Izuku thought to himself as he sat the bird on the grass. He then took a closer look at his hands.
While the sparkles were floating from his hands, Izuku noticed that most sparkles were coming from his right index and middle fingertips.
Izuku then smacked his forehead hard, which caused Uzuki to let out a quick "Ow."
'Duh, Of course, it works that way! I get it now,' Izuku thought before he pressed his two fingers together and aimed them at the bird. He gripped his right wrist to keep it steady.
"Raise your thumb," Uzuki instructed.
Izuku raised his thumb and noticed more sparkling light escape from his right index and middle fingers. "Now pull the "Trigger" and heal that thing," Uzuki told him.
Izuku nodded and bent his thumb, which caused a shard of mint-green light to fly from his fingertips sharply, which caused his feet to skid against the ground and his arm to bend from the recoil. The shard of light collided against the bird, causing the mint-green sparkles to explode from it.
Izuku's irises were no longer glowing and just mint-green hue. Izuku watched in amazement as the bird began to move its now healed wing with trepidation before it chirped and flew around Izuku happily before flying into the air, a trail of sparkles following it.
"And that is your ability granted by our Quirk. Gemini: Healing Bullet," Uzuki proudly announced. "Our Quirk's actual ability now that you met its prerequisite in accepting me. Your kind, generous, humble, selfless nature caused our Quirk to grant you this ability to heal, but because of your timid, shy nature, you can only use it from afar."
'I see,' Izuku muttered as he pulled out his notebook and wrote into it. 'So our Quirk takes the attributes and personality into account when giving us the true ability of it. Interesting.'
Izuku frowned. 'So I guess with my ability to heal, your ability….' Izuku drifted off.
"I'm not confirming anything. You'll have to wait and see," Uzuki boasted.
'I'm starting to think you enjoy keeping things from me,' Izuku muttered.
"Hey, you kept this from happening for about seven years and kept my ass buried inside your heart. I'm allowed to have some fun, you know?" Uzuki replied. "Besides, I'm running out of things that I know. Soon, we'll both be equally clueless about stuff."
In the distance, the bells from Aldera began to ring, signifying school was about to start.
"Now come on. Don't we have school?" Uzuki questioned.
Izuku smiled and ran off.
