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Sky screamed with war cry of thunder in the rainstorm that day. Uneventful, sickeningly horrid day. Sky, with blinding lighting strikes at the far distance as the earth cooling to a temperature, that's bone chilling, toe to head. As if crying in despair and sadness, rain drops drenched and gave a rather uncomfortable chills on top of the pain, and bruises forming their small bodies. Matching the glory of pouring rain, a little green haired boy' nose dripped of red liquid which did not hurt the poor soul as his heart was aching. As if red hot metal rode melting through slowly in his numbing heart. The heart itself was fragile than a delicate piece of porcelain. No, fragile as in a thin layer of glass that can be shattered on touch. Bleeding nose, his tears matches the flow of raindrops merging with the fresh water and even the reddish nosebleed turned more pinkish upon contact of higher quantity of water. That day was worse. Dealing with three most devastating blows on his innocent breaking heart, with the last blow still happening before him. The first blow, which struck unexpectedly but the pain never came though. The numbness did prevent any feeling at all. The first blow was the one that changed his normal life upside down. The Truth of being the one belongs to useless 20% of the population. The harsh reality of being the quirkless.
She thought better of her brother, encouraged him but maintained her distance, because of how she was before. The little boy stood there crying, already dealing with his second and third blows. Second being, His favorite idol Kacchan' outburst of hearing the betraying words of her little brother. The three of them swore to one another, they will become heroes no matter what extant they has to go, in order to taste their achievements in the end after surpassing Allmight. But that promise midway broke when the little garbage Deku turned out Quirkless. With nothing to do and feeling betrayed and enraged, Kacahan first time gone physical on her little brother that day. She saw him stumble on wet grass miscalculating each steps lead him faceplanting on the ground again and again, desperately trying to reach the two precious people of his life, now fighting and in verge of breaking their friendship. She stood there watching as the two small figures similar to her little brother, rolling around landing punches scratches kicks on each others already busted up body, spitting blood and saliva as their teeth clenches visibly. Tears falling two sets of each others eyes matching the green haired boy', a clear picture of pain, anger and sadness they merges with each punches and kicks they exchanged. That being said, that's the third blow of the harsh reality the green haired boy enduring seeing his sister and Kacchan hurting one another.
Izumi' eyes was bloodshot red watching the three figures unable to erase, prevent or stop the overwhelming memories as it occurred before her and the ability to talk seems impossible here, since a bounds of something strange coiled, securing her body solid still, forcing her to re-watch the scene which constantly replays like a video player. Standing five feet in distance, her heart broke seeing how much her little brother reaching for them fearfully. The fear of losing one another' love and trust, forgetting his own pain. This was the day, the green haired boy suffered the pain of dislocated shoulder and broken collarbone. Wailing, inch by inch, Izumi saw her little brother begging for them to stop and hurt him instead. After all, Izumi had a place of ruining the situation further when she step between the two boys. In a minute, the best friends are the worst enemy.
Blood was everywhere when katsuki threw the small girl off of him. "Please, Kacchan...I'm so-" Izumi saw her little brother crawling to Katsuki' feet, begging to punish him and at least don't hate his sister. Katsuki' lips trembled, chin fumbled, kicking the already hurt little Deku, anger evident every second and malice shown clearly in those red teary orbs as he stared down at the weak boy.
"I HATE YOU DEKU. I HATE HER. FROM NOW ON YOUR ALWAYS BENEATH ME, DAMN DEKU. YOU'RE ALWAYS GONNA BE A WEAKLING. A DAMN BURDEN. I HATE YOU." Little Katsuki yelled wiping his eyes to get rid of tears and rain water.
'We're heroes, our past is our burden. When we save people, hide that burden with a smile.' Now She knew the meaning of the 'burden' part.
Little Deku however crawled to his Kacchan, begging for forgiveness. Forgiveness for being weak and quirkless. That confession torn apart their relationship, leaving all the three hurt and sad.
Izumi watches as her little self tackling Kacchan to the group throwing punches with her bruised rather heavy hands. Katsuki cried louder using explosion on her stomach but was weak, which was enough to kick her away. On their favorite playground surrounded in white Roses...the place their short journey began...after all the games they played, hid and seek and all...and in the end, the journey unfortunately ended the exact same place, where they used have to laugh and smile. Now there's no joy, laugh, smile. Just grieve, pain and anger.
The scene replayed again and again and stopped at the already seen sight. Kacchan slapped little Izumi' face and ran away with fierce and sad eyes. Hugging Izu, little Izumi sat while their wounds cooling down under the bone chilling cold of the rain drops which harshly slap their sore broken skin, stinging but faintly. Little Deku cried out his hearts content, with no physical but mental pain. "Forget him, friends don't hurt their besties." Little Izumi sniffles.
Izuku winced, the sudden line escaped Little Izumi' lips...for him, was horrible and unacceptable. Deku' heart was the purest sea where his dreams, beliefs, love, trust and determination, was infinite. In that blue sea, his Kacchan, Sister, Mother...they were always belongs on top and the most prioritized people. Where he's a tiny goldfish, and he see them as the elegant and precious mermaids or king and Queens. That's why Izuku never give up on them, knowing they'll eventually give up on himself. "Tha..that's not true..Our Kacchan won't hate us, Ami." His broken pained voice encouraged her. After all her crush, crushed their friendship, because her little brother was weak and quirkless, belongs nowhere but beneath the spot of a dying dog.
Unable to correct or interfere with the memories, big Izumi stood there cannot believe she once thought that of Izuku, as more inferior than a dying dog. She did think of that long ago.
"Tell yourself that, Deku." Little Izumi spat using his nickname. Which means, useless nobody. Little Izumi was infuriated and depressed, and she was feeling relief after snapping at her little brother, who gave her a sad smile. Always that sweet smile, hiding his suffering and pain, and comfort and make others smile. In the end, that smile no longer shining brighter. As if blind, Little Izumi never took easy on him, even when she interfered, did she believe the fault was Izuku'. However, anger towards Katsuki made the receiving end of her physicality, the blonde rather than her little brother. Having crush on an angry Pomeranian little did explained why should not after exchanging blows, inflict wounds upon the other. The fight started when Izuku' shoulder dislocated and Izumi was going to reasoning with the blonde, sadly he insulted and pushed her away. With anger towards both boys, Izumi found herself neither supporting both overly. But she hugged Izuku, knowing that's the only way her mood would cool down. Despite her being slightly calm, little Izuku' comment did not help at all, pushing her anger to the surface yet again. That's the reason, the nickname slipped out her mouth, but like she's feeling, she did not felt regret or guilt. The rebellious stage of her life began that day.
Bound to the invisible binds, big Izumi had tears flowing. At least she thought it did. But the tears never came as she watched her past self ripping away from a sobbing little deku, who screamed in agony at the harsh shove, which hurt his already dislocated shoulder and broken collarbone. "YOU WISH THAT JERK WOULD RETURN. JUST FORGET IT ALREADY. IT'S OVER." Her shout followed by a thunderclap, loud enough to scare Izuku more.
"Please..Ami. Are you mad at me? Can't we try-" His barely audible voice cut off as her teary emerald eyes shot up to look at him and her chin and lips fumbled due to the cold and as well as due to gritting her teeth harder.
"IT'S OVER I SAID. IT'S OVER YOU FOOL. DON'T COME HOME WHINING LIKE THAT." She spat without thinking and then realized the effects of her word having on him, by just looking his eyes. Shutting her eyes close Little Izumi backed away, about to turn and run.
"Wa...Wait.." He croaked trying to reach out for her. Little Izumi didn't spare a glance, sprinting away limping time time to time, leaving her weak, little brother who was in pain.
Izumi looks down at the sobbing bundle, longing staring at the way his bid sister ran of without a care for him. But he believes that, she never didn't mean it and forgave her eventually.
The little green haired boy turns to look at the grown up version of Izumi, and gave her reassuring smile trying to hide his pain. Izumi wants to run up, crouch next him and snuggle the poor boy closer. She wanted to cry and beg for forgiveness for what her immature self did. The struggle in the end was pointless though. Her body was frozen solid. Her emerald eyes looks at his teary ones and then his precious smile that comforted her even in the worst pain he's enduring in his life. He smiles and shook his head. "Don't hate her..." He started referring her little self and she knew what his next words will be. Because she made him believe what he's gonna say next. "...I was the one that's not good enough."
Then the entire scene turned blank under the nothingness of the black void. The void she believed to be her heart. Ashamed and mad at her doings, she reached to punish herself but her body never cooperates. She was still frozen solid, suffering by her own words that lingered the void, but she an hear Izuku too. Even in her nightmares, he's a little angel to rescue while her own past self played the role of a demon. In short, even in her wildest of dreams, Izuku never hated her.
The next moment she saw via a small opening, little Izumi going back the same day after the rain stopped, with Inko besides her as they got closer to a unconscious little boy. That was an evening time. Inko got on her knees scooping up the small boy and look at worriedly at little Izumi, who played with the hem of her skirt. "Thank god, that villain didn't see you kids hiding." Inko said smiling relieved. After all, for Inko the three kids were running away from a villain attack and got separated. A lie, little Izumi come up with afraid of her mother getting mad at what happened in reality.
Then again the scene changed continuously as she saw each and everything Izuku and she gone through. Him sharing his ice-cream to, he convincing her to chase down her forgotten dreams, to be the number one hero. After all that, there's a promise, 'I promise, in your hardwork, no 'burden' comes your path.' The little boy always believed that he's a burden, because of her misdeeds. Her mistakes. He started to believe he's a worthless Deku from that day.
Utter silence, that lacks the comforts, exposing herself to the the uncomfortable void of darkness. Little did she knew, the void was her regrets, guilt and lost arrogance. Everything that's not a good thing about her, can be matched to the never ending void. Never ending, due to the fact that she blames and hates herself. To remove the curse of darkness, is to believe she at least did some good things and forgive herself. Unlike walk in the park, that single matter is complicated for her.
Izumi' body has this feeling of drenching in sweat, muscles giving out, body shaking, tears rolling. The exception there is, those were just feelings. Physically she was frozen solid waiting for another memory that unwillingly crept through her mind and like a projector, the pictures flashed in front of her. Pictures fastened up becoming more of a video. Red envelopes the dark void the next second. Red being the symbol of her loss. The color of pure blood. The blood she saw on the exact place Izuku' life taken away from him.
This time the memory was gruesome enough, as well as the reminder of the day, the tough arrogant bitch Izumi finally broke down, wailing and screaming as the adults closed the lid of a familiar casket. A casket where her little brother resting eyes closed. That day, sun never has its shine. The shine that goes pale if Izuku smiles even brighter. Izumi' heart clenched knowing there's no way she could ever see that smile again. The smile cured their depressed hearts. izumi watches as she saw as her past self and family members attending Izuku' funeral. She watched them dropping handful of sand on top of the closed casket, the final procedure before the burial. That day the sunshine got trapped under six feet of the earth, sleeping...peacefully? Is he in peace? After all this time? She wish to know that.
Izumi so badly wanted to cry or fall on her knees and beg for forgiveness. But knowing Izuku, he'll be heartbroken if he ever saw her in that situation. He wanted them happy. 'Be a hero for me will ya.' she remembered one of his last words back at school. Another reason she wanted to so badly become a hero. Sadly, she cannot believe in herself.
Izumi' eyes dazed, stared around in hopes of escaping outta here. She cannot tolerate anymore of this self harm. But knew she deserved it. But then finally her eyes adjusted on a small boy standing there facing away from her. Izuku. The 4 year old Izuku. Unable to talk, she prayed for god, to make him look at her. She did expect a hateful and ghostly expression on his face, showing his distaste and disgust to see his horrible big sister. However, her eyes widened the size of a saucer as he looks around and then looks back facing her. The reaction she was expecting never came. But his big green eyes grew a size of a melon and sparkled as he ran at her and ran around her like he saw an amusement park for the first time. "Wow, wow, wow.." His tiny voice squeaked and he finally came to a stop. What the hell? She was confused by his response. Does he ever get mad? .."..Wow Ami, you look so cool. I wanna borrow that cape already." Like a bouncy ball, he jumps un and down. She can't believe what she heard. And then she noticed her wearing her hero costume. Not her normal one, but the same costume Izuku drawn for her long time ago. 'the one with flashy red cape.'
Izuku gave her a toothy grin, full of admiration, like he was seeing Allmight on her. "You know, I so badly wanna join you, Ami. But seeing you now, give others my favorite line for me. You know that best line, 'Do not worry, because I AM HERE.'" Izuku said happily and mimicked Allmight. Seem to realize how bad his mimicking was, Izuku giggled at himself. Izumi watching that giggle, forgot all the worries for a sec, and smiled, breaking free of her statue like state.
But before she could move towards him, the small boy looks back and sighed. "Momma' in trouble gotta go save her." He said puffing and acted like a miniature Allmight and took off.
Izumi watched him go with a smile on her face, knowing he was playing Allmight game with her mother. He's silly. She unknowingly giggles only to freeze again. Looking the way he ran off she shouted to come back. Sadly, after encouraging her yet again the Izuku on her dream vanished again, saving her again from her own dark past.
"WAIT..PLEASE..COME BACK..." She said running after him but midway her legs gave out. Expected pain never came though.
Jolting awake almost screaming, a startled Uraraka jumped, really shocked. Izumi sat there not knowing where she is currently, but her brain processing things at a snails pace. With hear brain going haywire, with pounding heard and swelling eyes, She examined the white room which she was faintly remembering. But though, that's not all of it. All the students sitting around startled, looks at her way, deeply caring for her well-being. Almost all of them has a worries expression and she felt bad seeing that. Soon enough, it clicked. Her whereabouts and situations. The waiting room. They're gathered in class 1-A' waiting room. Today is the sports festival and unlike morning, when she got here, she felt more alive. She did not sleep yesterday a tiny bit though and she must have fell asleep during their stay here.
Suddenly self awareness kicked in. Was she loud? Did she scream? If did, it may have effected their concentration and preparation. Finally she noticed Uraraka is holding Izumi with both her hands and was saying something. As well as Todoroki stood besides Uraraka, face void of emotions. "Wh..w.." Izumi stuttered then breathe in few times and nodded at herself.
"Oh, I'm sorry for all this. I was.. I.." Izumi's voice broke, not knowing what to say. She can't say her fight with herself in her deepest nightmares or looking for her deceased little brother. And in reality, nobody except Bakugou and other girls are unaware of her having a brother and he passed away. At least she thought that way.
"Hey, Ami, focus on your breathing, okay? Don't worry, your alright." Uraraka' words finally sinked in Izumi' head and she was breathing again, normally this time. She had no idea, her breathing stuck in her throat. "Don't worry. But to answer your question, you were whimpering and mumbling. Was that a nightmare?" Uraraka spoke slowly enough to both of them could hear.
"Oh." That's only thing izumi could say. After all, her thought process was limited at that very moment.
"Izumi." She heard Todoroki' blunt voice, demanding her attention. She sweat dropped seeing his gaze and emotionless posture.
"Yes, Todoroki? I'm sorry if I bothered in any way, in advance." She sounded really sorry and he didn't budge though.
"No, you're bothering me since the start. To believe in my power and utilize it more, I spotted that, your someone who's on the way. With that strong but exhausting Quirk you possess, I saw you end up doing everything better than others. To improve my momentum and strength...consider this conversation as a challenge. I'm hopping to face you soon enough." He said like talking about weather and stared her down.
Sensing the tension between the two, Kirishima out of blue appears next to them. "Hey, bro. Why don't we calm down a bit?" He chuckled awkwardly.
"I'm calm." Todoroki stated not looking at Kirishima.
Izumi thought of what he said and noticed something. Standing up she faced Todoroki. "I respect your decision, Todoraki. But I'm a dream chaser like you too. Just don't, think you won't see me topping the festival. I'll give my everything like them. And you should too." Izumi replied pointing at his left side. "I wanna see your other quirk too and I'll show you mine." She added and Todoroki visibly tensed up.
"My ice quirk is strong enough. Besides, I hate my left side. It's not my quirk either." He said.
"To prove yourself, one has to give their all. We're doing that here. And you should do the same, or else you won't make it to the end. Like myself, you too should rely on both of YOUR quirks." She said. Izumi then saw Katsuki' eyes on her. With one glare at his way made the blonde look away.
Uraraka was first to notice that. In fact, she's the only one noticed. A burning curiosity bubbled in her, to know why there's always a tension between the angry pomeranian and the unpredictable bitch. Unpredictable as in, you'll never know what Izumi' gonna do next. Like now, she was all apologizing bubbles and then all of a sudden accepting Todoroki' challenge and have the audacity to judge his quirks. Uraraka took a mental note though. To ask a question.
Todoroki looks down at his left hand, when Izumi told him that's his own quirk. "I don't care why you refuse to use that side, but remember what I said. I do have a dream to catch up with, too." Izumi stated straightforward and sat down besides Uraraka. They watched Todoroki walk away, seemingly deep in thought.
Uraraka sighed, and looks at Izumi. "You know, I'm a bit curious, though. It sounds selfish of me, but I hope you won't mind enlighten me." Uraraka started, only they could here, startling Izumi slightly.
"Go on then. What's you stored in that gravity head?" Izumi asked teasingly which earned a small pout on Ura' face.
Uraraka shrugged, fiddling with her fingertips. "I mean, to you, this question may be personal. And don't feel like being rude." Uraraka says getting a bit nervous. Izumi' ears perks up.
"Personal, for me?" Izumi wondered.
"Yeah. I mean probably, yes?" Uraraka more like questions.
Izumi did tried the guessing game. Almost everything she has is personal, but there's a few only Ura is aware of. And that few got answered back then though. The truth behind Izuku' death. Yes, Izumi told them, he was killed in car accident, and nothing more. Little of her guesses lead her that direction. Recently, Uraraka and other girls wanted to know more about Izuku and her. Mostly some funny or normal incidents.
"Okay, I gave up guessing. Come on ask me already?" Izumi' own set of curiosity made her speak.
Uraraka looks at Izumi and then Bakugou, who was grumpy as usual. Izumi followed Uraraka' gaze, and behold, sure it's about that dickhead. Katsuki Bakugou. And may or may not have she knew the damn question. Was she ready to answer? Yes? No? What's there's to answer anyway? That he's a low class bully, bullies kids because he feels like it and once he told Izuku to kill himself? Well, isn't that too obvious, though.
"You know, I mean... why you and Bakugou don't get along? I mean, it's clear you two has history together and he knew your little brother. But can I ask you why, you hate him? And why Bakugou is acting strange around you?" The question as Izumi predicted, and her best friend seeks the answer to that. Little did Ura knew, Izumi didn't knew what to say. "Hey, it's okay if you can't talk about it. I understand." Ura added, seeing Izumi' tensed posture.
Izumi nodded and smiled at Uraraka. "I don't know how to answer that. You know that nightmare I had, somewhat changed my mind I think. How about we talk this sometime later? You know, when I'm ready a bit." Izumi said apologetically. Uraraka is her first and best friend after Izuku. At least she deserves to know, what's going on with Izumi' complicated life. Story of a big sister, who was a bitch and a sweet cutie pie and a numbskull at same time.
"Thanks, I'll wait." Uraraka chirps with a thumbs up. Seeing Uraraka' grin, reminded Izumi of something. A mischievous smirk appears on her lips as she looks at Uraraka knowingly. The tables flipped all of sudden and Uraraka saw the change of expressions. Why is she looks like Cheshire cat, all of a sudden.
"Say, Uraraka..." Izumi started, her evil smirk still there. Uraraka gulped, sweating slightly. Something was up, she knew it. "...how's your new boyfriend?" Izumi asked a bit louder attracting other' attention. In a second, all the girls surrounds the poor gravity girl. Mina scoots behind Uraraka and hugs her close, blocking her escape. Then was a silence. Uraraka froze on spot looking at Izumi. Then like a thermometer, her face heat up. Covering her face, she squealed shyly. Mina peels her hands off of her face and held behind her, carefully not to hurt Ura.
"Who's he? Yesterday, you escaped, but not today." Mina playfully purred.
"You..guys got all wrong. He's not my crush." Ura whined.
Izumi' smirk widened. "So you agree seeing a hot dude, huh?" She says and again was a silence, and the girls grinned widely as Uraraka' face turned even more redder.
"No,No,No. I.." Uraraka cut off realizing she got busted.
"Come on, we won't let you slip this time." Jirou said and Momo agreed.
"Is he a hottie?" Torou asks.
"How is he? Is he a charmer?"
"You got his phone number?"
With all sorts of questions, Izumi added one more. "What's his name?"
Uraraka was a puffy tomato at this point. "You guys are bunch of meanies." She pouted, defeated.
"So, come on talk." Mina urges her."
Sighing, she got no choice nows, does she? Some time ago, it was her curiosity drove her into this mess. Izuku did countered on the weak spot. Uraraka still though, kept her tongue to herself. She so badly wanna talk to them, but her timid and shy nature doesn't letting her. She though about something else though. Is Deku a boy she having a crush on? A hot boy like him would even mind an easy going normal girl? Wait did she called him Hot? Due to her face was tomato by now, there's no room for extra redness. Hey, as in self defense, the boy was so damn Hot. Thinking about it, she did notice a newly built up desire in her heart. She doesn't have a clue why her body heat up when she thinks about the boy. Even if they aren't that familiar with one another, Uraraka' heart and body refuses to shrug away the thoughts of the owner of those majestic emerald eyes and godly features. Self awareness did kick in her. Compare to his beauty, she did not stand a chance. At least she thought that way. "Well..umm-" Uraraka got cut off, much to her happiness, as the they heard Present Mic' announcement.
"WELCOME TO THE U.A SPORTS FESTIVAL, MY LISTENERS. I PRESENT MIC ACCOMPANIED BY ERASERHEAD, ARE THE HOST OF THIS EVENT, TO SPICE UP THINGS MORE.
BY the time others got distracted, Uraraka slips out of Mina' bear hug and escaped out of their way. For now she's safe, unless Mina or Toru tackle her at one point and tickle her all over, demanding answers.
Heroes that day was in the form of tight security, guarding U.A school compound all around. They job, obviously repel any threats, which also includes 'Greenflame'. The 'vigilante', after all is as dangerous but still people are here, confident enough that the heroes and Allmight is capable of protecting. But little did they knew, when a green fire circle got formed some moments ago. They didn't knew, Izuku wearing his civilian outfit, came out of the circle. They didn't knew, the heroes could not prevent him from getting here. They didn't knew, the infamous 'Greenflame' is here, in top of the arena, looking down at the toothpick sized figure or simply say people walking around in swarm.
Wearing his black normal hoodie and grey jeans and red shoes, Izuku stared down at them and the heroes. The said heroes, well most of them doing their duty, while the other few enjoying the day forgetting their purposes. Izuku remains calm sensing they don't have a stained soul. But in near future he'll cleanse them with the poer of the sacred hellfire. But today, he's here to watch the sports festival, but unlike the heroes, he'll do his job if the the innocents are in pain. And he also is here to watch three important people of his 'life'. Well, his past life except for a brown haired girl. He's here for his Sister Izumi, childhood friend Bakugou and his newest 'crush' Ochako Uraraka. Izuku chuckled at the thought of Uraraka. He's really fell for her it seems. Thinking about her always calms his nerves.
And Bakugou. Well, Izuku didn't mind supporting his former bully and childhood best friend. Bakugou is a complicated turn of his life. The blonde do cares but hates as well. A typical Katsuki. Izuku can sense the guilt and sadness hidden beneath Kacchan' grumpy demeanor. Kacchan, huh? Izuku remembered that nickname he used to call Katsuki. And last but not least, Izumi Midoriya. His big sister. She did change a lot though. Her soul is now determined more than ever and he was happy about it. And there is one more strange presence along with Izumi and Uraka. Todoroki Shoto. But Izuku do knows, the boy' behavior will change soon. After all, Endeavor is on his hit list. The number two, did his job done, but the man was full of darkness. Full of arrogance and hatred. Hatred towrds Allmight. Something that made Enji Todoroki a misguided father and hero, he will have to clean up the fire trash can too. Once cleaned up, Endeavor would be someone who's worth admiring.
"WELCOME TO THE U.A SPORTS FESTIVAL, MY LISTENERS. I PRESENT MIC ACCOMPANIED BY ERASERHEAD, ARE THE HOST OF THIS EVENT, TO SPICE UP THINGS MORE.
izuku heard the announcement and smiles. The show is about to begin.
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