If don't own One Punch Man, nor do I own My Hero Academia. Each Franchise i owned by their respective owner..
ENJOY!
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Izuku folded his clothes, putting it inside the wardrobe near Yagi's room. As he finished, Yagi approached him, "Dinner's ready, if you're hung- wait, what were you doing?"
"Putting the clothes I brought back home in here." Izuku replied.
Yagi slapped his forehead. Yeah, he forgot. Kid's gonna latch onto his back for a while. What a pain.
"You know, in another lifetime, I bet someone appeared before you suddenly, like 'poof', just like that, and as it turns out, that someone is a dead man." Yagi said, before adding, "Well, someone that reminds you of that dead man, that is."
"What are you talking about?" Izuku asked.
"It's like a fated meeting, the beginning of a flourishing yet fucked up relationship, out of some freaky accident, like a sentient quirk or whatever- You know what, nevermind, I was just drunk rambling." Yagi turned his back, walking away, "Be waiting for you at the dining table."
Izuku wondered what was that all about, but decided to brush it off. As he was finished with organising his clothes, he stood up, heading to the dining table.
As he sat on the opposite side of Yagi's chair, he grabbed the chopsticks, "Katsudon? You knew this was my favourite?"
"No. I just cooked randomly. Come on, it's not like I know what your cuisine interests are." Yagi chuckled a bit, "Just dig in, or are you religious? Should we pray first?"
"No, no, we're good this way." Izuku declined as he took a bite.
As both of them ate in awkward silence, Yagi decided to break it. Silent atmosphere was creepy, anyway.
"You know," Yagi began, "Bad way to start a conversation, but you kind of remind me of this one brat I knew back in the days."
"Mhm?" Izuku raised his brow in slight interest.
"He's got heart, the drive, he even asked me to be his 'sensei' once too, of course." Yagi said, "Too bad he was too far off into his desire for vengeance."
Yagi looked at his plate for a moment, before sighing inwardly, "Why am I even telling you about this?" He said in barely a whisper.
"Genos, right?" Izuku asked.
Yagi's eyes widened, his limbs suddenly froze on the spot. He slowly tilted his head towards Izuku, before replying, "Yeah. That's the name. You really researched all that about me?"
"I did what I had to." Izuku replied.
"That's called stalking." Yagi protested.
"It was important to me and my goal." Izuku shot back.
"Is that what your life is all about? Being a pro-hero? Saving people?" Yagi asked, "Why not try to, I don't know, try to refresh your mind sometimes, do something fun, go to the theme park, or, you know, play videogames! Teenagers love em, right?"
Izuku shook his head, while slowly chewing the meat in his mouth.
Yagi stared at the boy with concern, before saying, "What about carnivals? You know, the events with the food and games and stuff."
"I went to those once," Izuku replied, "When I was a kid."
Yagi deflated, "And then you never went into one since then?"
"Nope. Never saw the point anyway." Izuku shrugged.
"What's your hobby, then? You can't tell me you spent your whole life only subjecting yourself into becoming a corporate super soldier." Yagi asked once again.
"My hobby?" Izuku then replied, "Quirk Assessment, like uh, like I observe people that have quirks, I break them down piece by piece, find the weakness, it's strong points, and also efficient ways to use them."
Yagi rubbed his forehead, "At least you have a pastime, but I'm talking about realhobbies here, like, real real hobbies. Things you find fun. Things that doesn't require that much thinking."
"I don't have one, then." Izuku replied as he took a sip from the hot tea beside his plate.
Yagi rubbed his chin with two of his fingers, before an idea suddenly popped into his mind, "Kid, how about this, there's this event I'm planning to go to tomorrow, it's about a game, an announcement or something like that, it's like E3 but on a smaller scale, arranged by a group of indie game developers."
"You want me to go with you?" Izuku asked, bewildered, "But doesn't that deviate from what my original purpose her-?"
"Your purpose here is to be my protégé," Yagi said, "And as your sensei, I give you lessons, and here's lesson number one, kid: Try to have fun."
He hated using the Sensei card, but it's for the kid's sake.
"...what?" Izuku uttered the words like a confused chick.
"From what your story tells me, you subject yourself to this whole...hero thing, and spent most of your life trying to prove yourself to other people. Why don't we throw that away temporarily, hm?" Yagi explained, "Life isn't all about gaining validation from others, after all."
Izuku didn't know what to say to that.
"Come on, it'll be fun. Besides, it's not like I'm going to back off when we do get into the real thing," Yagi emphasized on the last part, "But really, this is just the early stages of my lessons."
Izuku hesitated for a second. This isn't what he had come for, but...
"Sure." He had to put his trust on his sensei, "Whatever it is you're trying to teach me, I'll try to follow."
"Why are you saying that as if you're trying to ace a mock exam?" Yagi shook his head in amusement, "You take everything too seriously, brat."
"It's just how I am, All Might-Sensei." Izuku replied with a small smile.
Yagi stood up, before taking each of the plates with him, "You should probably head to bed. It's getting late already. Tomorrow's school for you anyway."
"Aren't you going to sleep too?" Izuku asked.
"Nah. Sleep's not for me."
"Isn't that unhealthy?"
"What are you, my doctor? Get some sleep already. We'll get to our...'first lesson' tomorrow after school." Yagi said, as he washed the stain from each of the plates in the sink.
The next day...
School went smoothly as usual. Izuku walked home with Jirou, before separating on their usual spot.
Izuku walked the opposite direction, heading towards Yagi's household eagerly. As he reached his destination, Yagi was caught...
Sleeping in front of his door?
"All Might-Sensei?
Yagi quickly shot his eyes up, bringing himself up almost instantly, his fists clenched, "Huh?! Who's there?! Get out of my house before I-"
"Sensei, it's just me." Izuku interrupted, his expression not amused in the slightest.
Yagi blinked for a moment, "Oh. You."
"What were you doing back there?"
"Some feral cats decided it was the perfect time to shit on my cactus," Yagi pointed at the isolated cactus at the corner of the yard, "So I sat here to keep on watch. I really hate cats."
"You..you keep a cactus as a decorative plant?" Izuku asked.
"Yeah, to keep myself entertained when there's nothing to do." Yagi shrugged, before standing up, "So, um, you're ready?"
"I have to get changed first." Izuku said, "Do you mind waiting?"
"Yeah, yeah, just be quick. I'll be in my hero get-up in a minute." Yagi said, before vanishing with a gust of wind.
"How does he move so fast..." Izuku asked himself, before deciding to keep that train of thought for later. He then went inside the house to change.
...
Both Izuku and Yagi strolled down the streets, with Izuku wearing a casual t-shirt and Yagi with his usual hero costume.
"Do you usually take walks?" Yagi asked, "Just asking, in case you have a habit of getting anywhere with a vehicle."
"Nah, nah, I..I usually walk when I need to get somewhere." Izuku replied.
"Good." Yagi then prompted to ask, "Do you mind if I speed our trip just a tad bit faste-"
"I don't think I can handle that, Sensei." Izuku interrupted.
Damn.
"So, do you mind if you tell me what this...game, is about?" Izuku asked.
"It's one of a kind, Midoriya. A fighting game. Back in the days, I used to play it with a friend." Yagi said.
"Used to?"
"Yeah. I don't know where the guy is right now. We kind of separated ourselves a long time ago." Yagi replied.
"Have you..made any friends ever since that, you know, that-"
"That incident, yes, I understand." Yagi sighed, "No. I haven't. Unless you count that lead assistant of mine as a friend, then sure, but it's more like an obligatory relationship than anything. He's a..how do I put it, a sufferable companion."
"So, in other words, you're just using him, Sensei." Izuku asked with narrowed eyes.
"I- I mean, I'm using in a, like, a business sense. He manages most of my shit back in my agency, too lazy." Yagi replied.
"Your agency is in Tokyo, right?"
Yagi only raised his brow at that.
"That means you're not originally from this city. What are you-" Izuku was promptly interrupted when Yagi lifted his palm.
"Kid, I didn't know I was invited into playing twenty questions." Yagi spoke, "You can ask these questions later. Just focus on walking."
"I want to get to know my sensei a little bit better." Izuku insisted.
"Trust me, there's nothing you want to know about me. I'm just a simple, boring guy with issues." Yagi replied, "And I'm not sure why you chose me of all people as your Sensei, but I guess I have to make do with what I got."
"... it's because you're incredible." Izuku simply replied.
Yagi raised his brow, before shaking his head in amusement, "Cut that off. That's creepy."
"I mean it."
"Yeah well, that makes it a lot more creepier."
"Why?"
"Because I just think it is."
Just then, an explosion was heard miles from them. With a sigh of exasperation, Yagi tilted his head towards the source of the eruption, "Kid, wait here."
He disappeared with a gust of wind breezing through Izuku's skin. A shockwave was heard, and Izuku could see a glimpse of a dot flying into the sky.
Did he just-?
Yagi appeared seconds later in front of Izuku, his right fist covered in steam, "Done. Got that sorted out. The monster should be weakened enough. Ready?"
Izuku stared at Yagi for a while, gazing on his eyes, never leaving it even for a second.
"What are you looking at?" Yagi asked in confusion.
Izuku's lips turned into a genuine smile, "You're amazing."
Yagi looked at his protégé incredulously, "This again?"
"I mean, it's amazing how you always make yourself sure to arrive on time, with all that 'fraudulence' facade that you're putting on, beneath that, you really take your job very seriously." Izuku's smile widened ear to ear, his heart filled with awe, "I guess that's a hero for you."
Yagi picked his ear, before replying, "Eh, no, you got all that wrong. I usually arrive too late." He then turned his body around, "Let's just stop with the constant praise and move on, kay?"
"But I-"
"-Mean it. I know. I'm this oh-so-powerful-and-perfect master that you very much adore, I get it." Yagi interrupted, slightly amused by his 'disciple's' antics.
Right. If only the brat knew better.
"Guess it can't be helped, huh?" Yagi whispered to himself, Izuku trailing after him from behind.
HPSC headquarters, Hero Ranking Committee office..
"Yagi Toshinori." Came the intrigued voice of a man with shoulder-length blue hair and an eye-pleasing physical attribute, "You sure have been busy, Takehiko-san."
Bang took a sip from the cup of coffee in front of the desk, before replying, "Do you think it's possible for him to move up through the ranking list?"
"It's possible, but one issue remains." Sweet Mask said, "Yagi has requested our previous administrators to keep his name at the bottom of the list. We can move up his rank, all we need is his approval."
"That problem will be sorted soon. We're working around on gaining his trust." Bang spoke, his hands clasped together.
Sweet Mask clenched his fist, resting his chin above it, before speaking, "You know, usually when I speak with guests, it's strictly about business, but seeing how stressed you look..."
"Hm?" Bang hummed, raising his brow.
"I can read your emotions by your expressions alone. You haven't been doing well for the past few days, have you?" Sweet Mask asked in concern, leaning forward, putting his hands above his thigh, "You can get it off your chest if you wish."
"It's nothing too serious, Fujikata." Bang looked at the other end of the room, "Just thinking about a misbehaving kid, that's all."
He then tilted his head back to the idol, "How was he like?"
"Who?" Sweet Mask asked.
"The intruder that came here." Bang reiterated, "How was he?"
Sweet Mask stared at the older man for a while, before exhaling, "I was not present to witness him, or the 'slaughter party' he conducted on the announcement room."
"Ah.." Bang muttered, before shaking his head, "I guess that just reminds me of how screwed up our country is."
"The Hero Commission is desperate, and so are the rest of this country. What do you expect? Metal Knight was like a pillar to this industry. Removing him from the picture is like shattering the very foundation of a sturdy palace." Sweet Mask said with his hands clasped, "Though I wonder...are you planning to turn him into another Metal Knight?"
"He's our only hope." Bang stated, "Not necessarily a Metal Knight equivalent, but he'll make do."
"I used to think that he was the ideal hero," Sweet Mask chuckled, "He opened my eyes and made me see. There is no such thing as an 'ideal hero'. Humans makes mistakes. All of them does." He leaned forward with his eyes baring into the older man's, "When the time comes, stop being dependent." He then leaned his back into his seat.
Bang kept his eyes fixed on the desk, seemingly on deep thought. He then nodded firmly, before standing up, "Thank you for your time, Fujikata."
"All in a day's work, Takehiko-san." Sweet Mask waved as Bang walked away, "Say hello to Yagi for me, will you?"
Bang stopped midway momentarily, before continuing to walk towards the exit door.
He hoped that things will go well from here on.
...
Izuku stood like a seemingly disinterested, deattached person. In the middle of an enthusiastic crowd, he only stared at the room obliviously.
He never went to these kind of events before. The announcement..he didn't even know half of the games that were shown.
Yagi apparently does.
"All Might-Sensei..." Izuku slowly pointed at the statue of a man with red taichi slippers, a headband over his blond hair, and a sturdy figure to accompany his looks, "Who is this?"
"Oh, him?" Yagi began to explain, "I don't know much about him, but he's pretty much the protagonist of the Fighting Spirit franchise. The classic 'hero turned villain' esque. I'm not very fond of him, though. I don't need another Kazuya knockoff in another one of my games."
Though Izuku didn't understand half the stuff that the older man just said, he nodded regardless.
"Yeah, yeah, I know you don't understand what I'm even talking about, seriously, kid, what is even your childhood?" Yagi asked, incredulous.
"My childhood?" Izuku then stood straight, "My childhood only consisted of-"
"Can it, smarty pants. Another time." Yagi interrupted, not willing to put up with another lengthy life story.
As they walked, many people with cosplay costumes passed them by, and Izuku thought that it was peculiar of them to dress up with such an odd sense of fashion.
"So, anything fun on your mind in particular? There's plenty of games in here." Yagi asked.
"Oh, I didn't..bring money with me. Sorry. I forgot." Izuku said as he shook his head.
Yagi slapped his back enthusiastically, "I'll pay for you. As long as it's not above 500 yen."
"Oh, um..." Izuku looked around to select for a game that he would like to play, "I don't know."
"You like Whack-A-Mole?" Yagi asked.
Izuku shifted his eyes into a public bath reception, "There's a public bath around here?"
"Wait, public bath?" Yagi raised his brow.
"My mom occasionally takes me to these. It's very relaxing, it helps calm your mind." Izuku replied.
Yagi was taken aback by the kid's request. So he likes public baths now, huh?
Well, it wouldn't hurt for him to try.
"Sure. I can pay, hold on..." Yagi searched his wallet, before nodding, "Yeah, I think I have enough budget for us both."
"Y- you sure?" Izuku scratched his hair sheepishly, "I- I mean, it costs a little more than 500 yen."
"Let me worry about that. You just go right ahead and have fun." Yagi reassured, before putting the wallet back into his pockets.
"Okay! Great!" Izuku beamed with excitement, albeit a bit reluctant to accept the offer.
Yagi rolled his eyes. The things he put himself through for one little brat.
...
Yagi shifted his body at the edge of the pool, feeling the water reeling his skin with it's embracing warmth.
He looked over to his side, only to see Izuku doing the same, his eyes closed, encapsulated in his own enjoyment.
"Faahhh.." Izuku let out a sigh of pleasure.
Out of the blue, Yagi decided to splash the water into the kid's direction, causing him to yelp in surprise due to the sudden contact with a high temperature droplets of water.
"S- Sensei!"
Yagi barked out an amused laughter, "What, didn't see that coming?"
Izuku was about to open his mouth, but then, a devious thought in his mind emerged.
He spread his arms, before moving it towards each other, causing a wave of water to move along with it. He clapped both his arms, splashing the water wildly into Yagi's direction.
"Oi!" Yagi protested, "I did that earlier because you were making us look bad!"
"In what way was I making us look bad?" Izuku asked, sitting back in his original spot.
"Moaning in a public place ain't exactly a first in your to-do list." Yagi replied, "Why do people say 'faaaah' anyway when they feel relaxed? It's creepy, and weird."
"It's a common expression, Sensei." Izuku replied as he leaned towards the solid wall of the pool, "Would you care to give it a try? It helps you savour the moment."
"It's embarrassing." Yagi refused, "I have to reach a certain note, and it'll make me sound like an idiot."
"I would like to hear it regardless. Exactly how I sounded, Sensei." Izuku insisted.
Yagi shook his head, weary of the kid already, "No."
"Like this, 'Faaaaaah'..."
"Kid, drop it."
"'Faaaaaahh...'"
"Do that one more time and I'm punching you."
"'Faaaaaah..."
Yagi sighed. The kid was nice, yes, at times. But sometimes, he can be a royal pain in the ass.
He decided to comply. It wouldn't kill him to make a fool out of himself in public, right?
"Screw it, you're persistent as always." Yagi sucked the air violently with his mouth, locking it inside his throat for a moment, before letting it all out in the most embarrassing, porn star worthy way, "Faaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaaa-HHHHHNNNNGGGHHHH..!!!!"
After letting out his steam, the people around him shifted their attention to the blond in concern.
Izuku covered his mouth with his palm, trying to hold the laughter that was about to escape.
Yagi glared daggers at the kid, but the brat couldn't resist laughing at the older man's plight.
"HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-!"
"BRAT!"
"-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-"
"SHUT UP!"
"-HAHAHAHAHAHAHAHA-!"
Yagi shifted closer to Izuku, grabbing onto his ear and twisting it, "OI! CAN IT, YOU IDIOT! YOU'RE MAKING US LOOK BAD!"
"I'M SORRY IT'S JUST- OW! OW!" Izuku yelped while laughing simultaneously, "D- DID YOU JUS- OH MY- HAHAHAHAHAHA!"
Shit, this will go on for a while, will it?
TO BE CONTINUED!