Hello everybody, I know that it's been a while since I've done anything, work is now brutal since I'm in the final stage of my training, and I hope that I can at least post another chapter of Darth Kyofu by the end of the year. Or Legion, it honestly just depends.

Anyway, here's a quick one-shot, I'll see if I can at least post a few more of these.

Benihime (Credit to Unlawful Gentleman for this idea and the next few.)

Izuku was fourteen years old when he found out his mother was pregnant and throughout the entire time could not shut up about it. It'd gotten to the point where even Hizashi was tired of it, and that damn cockatoo was always screaming about everything.

But still, nobody could fault Izuku as tears of joy softly trailed down his face as he held his baby sister for the first time.

Sweet, little Ururu Midoriya.

Holding her close as his mother rested, he whispered sweet lullabies and made a promise to the both of them.

That he'd always be there for her.

"Nii-chan!"

"Hi, Ururu!" He said to the stumbling toddler as she eagerly extended her arms for him to pick her up.

"Oh! You're getting so big!"

The little girl merely giggled as he threw her into the air much to their mother's annoyance.

"Izuku!"

"It's fine, mom."

"Up, up!"

"See! She likes it!"

"That's not the point!"

Izuku merely chuckled as he caught her again before kissing her face multiple times, her laughter bringing joy to his heart.

Finally setting her down, she runs away towards her toys and Izuku's countenance falls as he sits on the couch, tears already falling.

"The funeral for Oboro is this Saturday…I'll be going…"

Inko gently sat next to him and held his head close to him and let him grieve.

"I…I didn't expect this…"

"Nobody does…"

Izuku's eye then peers out to Ururu, who's already playing hero with her toys.

"I…I have to become better, I've decided…I'm going underground with Shota."

Inko merely nodded, not happy with her son's profession but willing to support him.

"We'll be here."

"...I'll make this world a better place…for her…"

He receives the call soon after her fourth birthday.

Quirkless.

Izuku is both relieved and ashamed.

He is relieved, because, without a quirk, Ururu probably won't want to become a hero, and she can focus her efforts on something else. It's better for her in the long run, she doesn't need to be exposed to the things he's already been exposed to.

She can stay innocent.

But he's also ashamed for being so relieved because he knows that her little heart has been broken and she won't be able to become the hero her little four-year-old heart desperately wants to be.

He walks into a quiet house, grief in the atmosphere.

His mother tells him of her failure to even console her daughter, how she simply broke down and apologized and hugged her as she stayed crying.

Izuku merely holds her as she grieves, because he also knows the statistics, the trouble that ails quirkless.

Bullying, ostracism, rejection.

Death.

Suicide.

Izuku gulps as he realizes that he's been blessed, although his quirk is a mutation nowhere related to his parents, he realizes that it only gives more reason to protect Ururu.

He goes to her room and knocks, but Ururu asks for him to leave.

Izuku grimaces but nods and whispers okay as he heads to his room.

It's a little over an hour later when his door is opened and he turns to see his little sister, tearily looking at him while holding an All Might plushy in one hand.

The sight is heart-wrenchingly adorable.

"Zu-nii…" She whispers, her lip already trembling, and she looks at him as if he's her last hope. "All Might…he always saves people with a smile…do you…do you think that I can become one too?" She says as she forces herself to give a shaky smile.

Izuku's breath catches in his throat and he swallows thickly.

He should say no and save her from the heartbreak later on.

He should say no and protect her because the horrors of the world are not gentle on heroes, even less so on the innocence before him.

He should say no.

"Izuku…" A voice whispers, forcing him to choose.

He closes his eyes and minutely nods.

'I know.'

He kneels and sets his hands on her shoulders.

"Yes." He says, sealing both their fates. "You will become a hero...because I will help you."

And his sister sobs and holds onto him tightly and although Izuku knows that he will regret this decision, he knows that he would do anything for her happiness.

"Oh? And it looks like young Midoriya wants to become a hero, too!"

Ururu stills and groans. It seemed that her a-(language!) -jerk of a teacher still decided to out her even though she specifically asked him not to.

She rolls her eyes as the students around her begin to mock and jeer and is already on the move, kicking her desk forward as Bakugo tries to explode her desk.

"D-damn it, you little-"

"I'm already up to here, with everybody's sh-crap, Bakugo! I don't need yours on top of it!"

"I'm telling you to get real, Useless! You'll never become a hero! You're quirkless!"

"And I've already told you, I don't care, I don't care what you or anybody else thinks, I will become a hero!"

"That trashy brother of yours isn't doing you any favors, he's just filling your head with crazy ideas. After all, he's not even a real hero!"

Oh, that does it!

"GET OVER HERE YOU LITTLE-"

Before they can honestly fight, however, the teacher finally intervenes with a stern reprimand towards her, like always.

It's only later after she finally puts her stuff away that Bakugo rears his head again.

"Hey Useless, we're not fin-" He gasps in pain as she elbows his gut and then squeaks in agony as her foot finds its new home in his groin.

"That was for calling my brother a fake hero, he does more behind the shadows than almost any limelight hero does, if you finally get rid of your ego, you'd realize that." She growled before turning away and sprinting down the halls.

Her frustration reaches its peak as she's walking down the road toward her home.

People were so stupid, so fixed on limelight heroes that didn't do anything except smile and look pretty for the cameras, except for a few like Uncles Hizashi and Tensei, Aunt Nemuri, and All Might.

And a few others.

Okay, so she did like limelight heroes, but not all of them!

But the point was that people forgot about the underground heroes, the ones that had to make the hard decisions like Uncle Shota and her brother.

Although, now that she thought about it the fewer people knew about them, the better.

But it was so frustrating, and she wished she could give Bakugo, formerly Kacchan, the rightful beatdown that he deserved but no, cause Zu-nii had to ban her from using her training on others until she reached UA.

As she grumbled, she didn't notice how the manhole began to leak fluid upwards.

On the bright side, she reminisced after the day was long gone and she had beheld All Might in his skinny glory, her life forever changing as she was offered a once-in-a-lifetime chance.

Being attacked by the villain turned out not to be so bad after all.

SLAM!

"URURU!"

"Oh, crap."

Zu-nii was home and he did not sound pleased.

"Ururu…why are you cleaning up the beach?"

Ururu eeped as her brother appeared behind her after she'd come back home from her training, although physically she was ready for One For All, All Might still wanted her to get involved in community service.

Still…it felt horrible to be lying to her brother, even if it was by omission but All Might had stressed the importance of keeping it secret.

Fortunately, her training was also her cover.

"Community service! All Might said that a hero has to stay true to their roots and well…what better way to stay true to my roots than to help out the community I was raised in."

Izuku's tired eyes blink in surprise, truthfully they'd found each other on an off day, Izuku's work taking him away from his frequent home visits.

"Ah…that's…actually really good, I'm proud of you, Ururu."

Good, now to redirect the conversation.

"You know, mom's still expecting grandkids from you and Aunt Nemuri."

Izuku chokes on his spits and she was treated to the sight of her thirty-year-old brother inhaling one of Uncle Shota's juice packs and subsequently choking on it.

Unfortunately for the criminal underworld, the fearsome Benioji (Crimson Prince) is not felled by a juice pack.

Finally free of his torment, Izuku gives her an unamused glance before heading inside.

"Come on, dinner's ready, and please, don't mention what you just said to Nemuri, otherwise she'll get embarrassed and knock out all of us again."

"How is it that Miss Dominatrix gets embarrassed by the thought of kids?"

"Heroes have personas, who we are as heroes differ from who we are as people, I've already explained this."

"Still…"

"Sigh, just…come on."

Ururu smirks as her brother leaves her line of sight, before guiltily looking at the doorway.

Hopefully, one day she could tell him.

Fortunately, by the time the entrance exam comes around, she's already gotten a hang of One For All, although she was limited to only a measly two percent.

At least she didn't blow up her arm again.

On the bright side, it was already doing wonders and combined with her training from her Nii-chan, she was eagerly awaiting the entrance exam.

If only Bakugo didn't ruin her mood with his usual rudeness.

Although she did make a new friend! At least, she hoped she did, the Uraraka girl seemed really nice.

Making her way to the auditorium she was already feeling super excited to see Uncle Hizashi be their announcer.

"Welcome listeners! Can I get a HEY!?"

"HEY!" She excitedly screamed only to blush as she realized that she was the only one to do so.

Bakugo chuckled in amusement as she sat back down.

Hizashi still smiled brightly at her, glad to see his niece.

Let it not be said that he wouldn't do anything for her either.

"Thanks for your support, little listener, you've certainly got my vote to make it in!"

Flushing slightly and pleased, Ururu merely nodded back.

"Alright everybody, let's get rolling!"

"TENYA!"

"Ack! Ururu, I insist that you do not assault me in such a manner!" Tenya yelled, his arm already chopping as he stumbled slightly from the extra weight on his back, his face already heavily blushing.

"But you're getting so tall, you're my own personal tower!"

"I am not-" He paused as she pouted at him, and could only grumble as he turned his face away, desperately trying to hide the redness on his face.

"YAY!"

"Sigh…what will I do with you?" He said as she quickly settled into a piggyback position.

"START!"

The rest of the students, dumbfounded by the exchange, were surprised by the sudden callout.

"WHAT? YOU GUYS EXPECTING A COUNTDOWN? THAT'S NOT HOW REAL LIFE WORKS, I MEAN, LOOK AT THOSE GUYS!"

Turning in unison, they saw Ururu and Tenya already past the gate, the former having taken the advantage of pressing a special spot on his spine that basically revved him up and made them shoot down the road into the exam area.

"What did I tell you about doing that!?"

"Only for emergencies!"

"So then why would you do that!?"

"Cause it's fun! And also the faster we get there the more points we can get!"

Tenya sighed, acquiescing to her point.

As they reached the first set of robots, Ururu eagerly grinned and leaped off of Tenya's shoulders, the latter already going for kicks as she grabbed the twin swords off of her back and began to spin, gracefully slicing through multiple robots.

"It's time to put Zu-nii's training to use! Here we go pent-up aggression!"

Observation Room

"Here we go, it looks like Ururu's doing well," Izuku murmured as he and his friends looked at her through a camera.

"She's growing up fast," Hizashi said as he pretended to sniffle only for Aizawa to smack him.

"Poor Tenya, still can't get over that crush of his, can he?" Nemuri teased.

"I'm surprised you haven't said anything to him, not going to go all 'overprotective big brother' on him?"

"I already have spoken to him, but not in the way you expect. I've watched Tenya grow up, and I know that he's a fine young man, if a little stiff." Izuku commented as they saw Tenya and Ururu work together to destroy robots. It was actually pretty nice to see. Ururu was usually so serious, and sometimes even a little downtrodden, he knew that she kept the ostracization from her peers close to her chest, which is why it always amazed him to see her be so carefree and joyful around the boy.

"I know that he'll always be there for her…especially if the day comes that I'm not."

"Izuku…" Nemuri sighed and he turned to her, gently holding her hand.

Here, there were no personas, no facades. Behind closed doors, they were Izuku and Nemuri.

"I'm just saying…anything can happen. Even with my power, death cannot be avoided. That doesn't mean that I won't do my best to fight back, but I know that if anything happens to me, she'd have somebody to rely on." Izuku said as he turned back to the screen.

"I trusted Tenya with my life after the incident." He said, recalling the moment that he'd been found after a particularly nasty fight by Tenya, bleeding out. Tenya had broken all sorts of rules and decorum by blitzing him to the hospital just in the nick of time.

"I trust him with my sister."

…

"Hey, is it me? Or is Ururu-chan faster than normal?"

"How many points have you got Ten-chan!"

"Ururu! How many times have I told you not to say that nickname in public!" Tenya cried out as he heard a couple of other examinees laughing at the 'cute nickname'.

"279 times!"

"Really? You kept count!?"

"Nope!"

"Argh!" He hated and loved how she frustrated him with her antics, but it was just so…Ururu.

"I've got 48!"

"53~"

And now she was challenging him.

"Not for much longer!" He replied as he blitzed through a few robots and made it to 54.

"Hey!"

"I'm afraid that you were too slow, Ururu!"

"Oh haha, the speedster making speed jokes."

On the bright side, he knew just as well how to get under her skin.

Her brother, as much as she loved him, had the most horrible jokes and puns that he would use specifically to embarrass her.

And Izuku had told him to use them if Ururu was becoming a handful.

"You know, your brother shared a few jokes with me the other day."

Ururu froze.

"Oh no, no no no no, don't you dare Tenya!"

"For example…"

"NO! Tenya stop!"

"How do you measure the speed of joy?"

"Tenya I swear-"

"In smiles per hour!"

Ururu groaned, her head falling back as she let her swords touch the ground.

"Somebody just kill me now…"

Then the ground erupted and dust flew all over as the zero pointer appeared. Ururu yelped and backed away in slight fear but mostly shock.

"I didn't mean literally!"

"Come on!" Tenya said as he pulled her away.

"Ow!"

Ururu's eyes widened as she heard the cry of pain, immediately focusing on the girl she'd befriended earlier that morning.

Time seemed to stop for her as she pulled away from Tenya, her mind instinctively knowing that her measly 2% limit wouldn't help her here, she wouldn't make it in time, never mind that this was an exam and that the girl probably wasn't in danger.

Ururu only saw a girl in need of saving.

And she needed to go Beyond.

Power surged through her body and already began to tear her apart as she leaped forward, rocketing towards the Zero Pointer.

With blade in hand, she began to spin, a veritable tornado of wind forming around her as she slashed forward once she reached the end of her arc.

In a single moment, a compressed blade of wind so narrow had erupted from the epicenter of her slash, the attack immediately cutting through the robot and splitting it in half.

But milliseconds later, the displaced wind erupted from around the blade and out as it turned to powder due to the extreme force it underwent.

The next few seconds are a blur for Ururu but she idly feels a hand smacking her and familiar arms catching her before she's set down on the ground.

The last thing she sees is Tenya's teary face looking at her in a combination of fear, horror, and relief.

She welcomes the black.

The observation room is silent as the teachers digest what they've just seen. Meanwhile, a group of them can only look on in horror.

"Izuku…I thought she didn't have a quirk." Nemuri said as they watch Recovery Girl already on the scene, healing Ururu's wounds.

Izuku's fist tightens, his nails drawing blood as he watches her skin seal up and her limbs twist back to their normal position.

"She doesn't."

Or at least, she's not supposed to.

But now the tiny little clues make sense and Izuku's eyes narrow as he turns to the skinny blond male at the other side of the room.

"Excuse me, I have to deal with something."

SLAM!

Toshinori gasps as he's slammed into the lockers and his eyes meet Midoriya's. A spark of fear enters his heart as he sees the man more commonly known as the Crimson Demon rather than Crimson Prince in the underground.

The man who'd destroyed hundreds of underground operations and whose very mention strikes fear in the hearts of criminals.

All Might struck fear into all, but he was mostly a faraway figure, untouchable and also unlikely to touch you.

But Benioji?

He would find you.

"What. were. You. Thinking?" He demands to know, and Toshinori can only gulp.

"Look, Midoriya, I already told you that I needed to find a successor, and I found one, a brilliant girl with the heart of a true hero, and believe me, I-I didn't expect for her to get hurt that bad but that's why I'm here, to teach-"

"I'm not talking about the injuries, Yagi!" Izuku snarled. "What were you thinking about giving One For All to my sister!"

Toshinori blinked before blanching.

"Your sister?"

This time Izuku blinks.

"You mean you didn't know? This isn't an elaborate thing to get back at me for rejecting One For All?"

"What? No." He says, almost affronted.

Now Izuku is confused.

"She didn't mention me at all?"

Toshinori thinks back to his time with her on the beach.

"My Nii-chan's a hero, too! But he's underground, so you probably don't know him."

"He's the best!"

"He's been training me to become a hero since I was small, I owe everything to him!"

"Now that I think about it, yes, but not by name."

Izuku slouches and lets go of Yagi's suit, brushing off the dust and wrinkles.

"Sorry…I overreacted, but it's not every day that you see your baby sister oneshot a zero pointer and simultaneously almost break her body in half." He snarks.

He's still angry at All Might, but he can be logical about this.

"To be fair we already established a limit of two percent that she wasn't supposed to go over."

…

"The girl…the one she saved."

"Most likely the catalyst, yes."

Izuku sighs because although he's angry he knows his little sister, and she was actually doing very fine up until that moment.

He's angry, but he's also very proud.

"That explains why she was so much faster."

"Indeed, although now I feel that I must apologize, had I known that you were related, I would have brought you into the fold."

"Geez, you think? And for the record, had you brought in anybody else I would have told you to tell their family too, honestly, Yagi, think for a bit, will you? You're lucky I'm so reasonable, otherwise, you'd find Benihime in a very unpleasant spot."

"Excuse you?"

"Fine, Benihime's blasts."

"Better."

Izuku sighs again because now that he knows the truth, he also knows what he has to do.

"I'm helping you train her, no exceptions."

"I would expect nothing less."

Izumi is eagerly talking with her Tenya and her newest friend Uraraka when the door is thrust open and her big brother comes in.

Her grin freezes before sliding off her face.

"Hi…Zu-nii."

"Hello, Uncle Izuku!"

Izuku stares at her for a few seconds unamused before calmly turning to Tenya.

"Hello Tenya, it's good to see you again, thank you for helping out Ururu. You as well, Ms.?"

"Uraraka Ochako pleased to meet you."

"Pleasure's all mine and thank you for saving my sister. Now if you'll excuse us, Ururu-chan-"

'Uh oh, he's pissed.'

"-and I need to have a little chat."

Tenya and Uraraka quickly bow and leave, sensing the urgency in the atmosphere. Once they leave, Ururu is left to sheepishly grin at Izuku.

"Heeeey, Nii-chan, I uh, I got my quirk today…"

Izuku merely stares at her unamused.

"I know Ururu, no need to hide it anymore."

"Uh, know about what?" She asks, trying to play dumb. Izuku merely scoffs before opening the door and dragging in a red-faced Yagi who looked completely chastised.

"Apparently, you're not the first Midoriya to be offered One For All-"

"Wait, what?"

"But you are the first to accept, and while I'm proud that you've taken well to it, you vastly exceeded a personal limit and almost killed yourself!" Izuku ranted while Ururu desperately tried to hide in her sheets.

"Uh…Plus Ultra?"

Izuku's glare merely intensified and she cringed.

Sighing once more, Izuku shook his head in exasperation.

"Tenya's gonna have his hands full dealing with you."

"Hey! What do you mean by that?" She cried out only for Izuku to deadpan her as if he knew some big secret.

"Nevermind, point is, congratulations, you're now the Ninth User of One For All. So that means extra special training."

Now it was Ururu's turn to blanch. There was a difference between training and special training. One was designed to help her grow, the other was designed to help her grow.

And yes, there was a difference.

"Oh no."

"Oh yes. And since you can get even faster, stronger, and have more stamina, I think the first thing would be finding your new limits, no?"

Ururu shivered in fear.

She was suddenly starting to regret getting One For All.

Horrifying training aside, she did make it into UA, as did her friends and they were all together in the same class.

But now Ururu was terrified.

Why?

Because Uncle Aizawa, or Eraserhead, was their homeroom teacher.

And he'd already been waiting five minutes for the class to settle down and had already specifically warned her with a simple look in his eyes, not to say anything.

They were so screwed.

Finally, the class noticed him, and he went on his spiel on rationality before sending them off to the training grounds.

After he left, Ururu quickly stood up and addressed the class.

"Okay, heads up, I know him and this guy is super serious about hero work, do not, under any circumstances, mention the word fun, or awesome, or anything like that! It will not end well." She warned with a shiver.

She had made that mistake only once when Zu-nii had brought Uncle Shota over for a special training session and he'd put her through the grinder.

Then he had the gall to act as if nothing happened right after!

"Just please, don't say that this is fun or something like that."

The pink girl said it.

And a little piece of Ururu died inside as Uncle Shota's intensity factor went up by infinity.

"Fine then, whoever gets last is expelled."

Crap. He's pulling the expulsion card, last year he expelled an entire class, how many will he this year, just the one, or more?

Ururu looked up to see her classmates looking at her in fear.

"Oops, did I say that out loud?"

"Time's a wasting. Let's get going." Aizawa said, smirking slightly under his scarf, thanks to Ururu, he practically didn't have to do any work.

He would chuckle, but it would ruin the image.

Fortunately, Izuku had explained the situation, apparently, there was more going on in the background but he explained it as OPSEC and merely stated that Ururu had developed a quirk and had a hard limit that Izuku would help her increase.

So no need to interrogate her on why she wasn't going all out.

This time.

In the end, he decided that they'd all given enough, so for now, they'd all stay.

"By the way, the expulsion thing was a lie, after all, I can't expel people at the beginning of every year, now can I? That being said, all of you are on the chopping block. You either give it your all, or you get out. Simple as that. Feel free to head back to class, your syllabus is on your desk."

Ururu sighed in relief.

Hopefully, tomorrow will be less stressful.

It was not.

Apparently, their first hero informatics class, originally to be taught by All Might had gone through a schedule change.

Walking in with a bucket hat, a green haori, which begged the question to many criminals and villains of why he had the word crimson as a moniker, and the telltale sound of wooden sandals, Ururu suddenly felt great fear.

First of all, why was her brother teaching at UA? Sure she knew her aunt and uncles did, but not him.

See, her training sessions with her brother did not usually involve his hero costume.

But when they do?

They were the absolute worst.

"Good morning, Class A. Benioji, and I will be your instructor today, as All Might is still new to being a teacher, he will be observing before he takes your classes full time. If you'll do me the favor and follow this humble hero to the training grounds."

'Oh no, he's doing the humble hero schtick, unassuming exterior only for pure devastation to follow!'

A glance at his eyes told her to say nothing.

"Oh, and don't forget your costumes~" He sang before leaving. The class soon began to cheer in excitement as they quickly grabbed their bags and left.

'No, you fools! You're being deceived by his cheery and unassuming demeanor!'

"Ururu, you didn't tell me that your brother would be our instructor today," Tenya said as he grabbed his suitcase and out of politeness grabbed hers.

The class quieted as they took in the news.

"Hehe, surprise? It was…kinda news for me, too."

For a moment, she considered ignoring her brother's warning and telling them the truth.

"Che, that's the big brother hero you were going on about, guy looks like a wimp, this will be fun."

You know what? Suddenly, warning them didn't seem all that appealing now.

"Let's just go."

"Ah, I see that you're all looking wonderful, great hero costumes, all of you!"

'Well…most of you…' Izuku thought to himself as he saw what looked like a pair of floating gloves and boots, a purple kid in a diaper, a leotard, and, a half-frozen robot?

'We'll work on that later.'

"Now, this first hero informatics class will be based on figuring out what you as an individual need to learn based on what you already know. Which is why we'll be doing one-on-one combat, each one of you against me."

A few tensed, while one in particular grinned.

"Che, this will be easy."

'Ah, right, little Bakugo…such a cute boy, but now you've become Ururu's bully. Well, time to teach a lesson.'

"I do advise that you come at me with the intent to kill, however." He said in an all too eerie tone.

"But…sensei, we're heroes, we're not supposed to kill…" Uraraka questioned in confusion.

Izuku hummed as he took out a fan and spread it, only the glint of his eyes visible behind the shadows.

"Yes, that is what the media portrays, but reality is far more gruesome. The truth is that more than likely you will have to take a life throughout your careers, I have done it, Aizawa-sensei has done it, why, even All Might has killed."

Many gasped at his words, unwilling to believe such a truth.

"You see, as heroes, we defend the innocent, their lives depend on us and we must take action, no matter the cost. But one thing that I've noticed when it comes to heroes is that their attacks are backed by absurd fear." He said as he took out a cane and began to walk.

"When they dodge, they're afraid to die. When they attack, they're afraid of killing someone. Even when they save, they're afraid of letting that person die."

Izuku then stopped and closed his fan before tucking it away.

"I will teach you otherwise. When you dodge you will say, "I won't let them hurt me." If you protect someone, "I won't let them die." If you attack, "I will kill them." Well?" Izuku asked and suddenly the students fell to their knees as an unforeseen pressure exerted itself upon them, all of them choking as an aura of death seemed to envelop them, the few that could look at Izuku imagined darkness enveloping him, crimson energy seeping off of him.

Bakugo himself was completely frozen as he felt the tip of a sword touch his Adam's apple, he shakily looked up and shook in pure fear as he saw Midoriya's eyes glowing from the shadow of his bucket hat, all traces of amusement, of humility, of being unassuming completely gone from his features.

He saw himself being judged and found wanting.

And he knew that Midoriya knew everything that he'd done to his sister.

"Can't you feel the resolve to kill you, in my sword?" He asked, the entire class frozen by his words before the aura receded and they took a breath in unison, many not even realizing that they had stopped breathing in the first place.

And then as if nothing had happened, he cheerily smiled and sheathed his sword into the cane.

"Now then, let's begin, shall we? The goal is simple, all you have to do is knock off my hat from my head."

Surely enough, nobody managed to knock his hat off.

"Midoriya…why didn't you tell us that your brother was that intense," Uraraka asked in the locker rooms after they finished their class.

"Please, just call me Ururu, that way we don't get confused. To be honest, I was considering it, but then Bakugo pissed me off."

"Huh, strike one against him then," Uraraka muttered.

"I'm sorry, Ururu. But like, you're brother was super scary but also really hot-" Ashido began before Ururu began to cry out in disgust much to the laughter of the other girls.

"Please don't ever put those two words in the same sentence again, I already get enough of that from Aunt Nemuri."

"Aw, he's married?"

Ururu shivered and glared at the grinning girl who was clearly just trying to get a rise out of her.

Ururu grinned.

"Oh I'm going to have fun with you, Ms. Almost Got Us Expelled."

There, that wiped the grin off her face.

Izuku hummed as he slowly danced with Nemuri, it was just a simple thing that they did.

A simple sway, back and forth as he let the worries of the day melt away.

"Don't you think you went a little hard on them?"

…

"Perhaps, but better that they learn now, in a safe environment than out in the field where a mistake can get someone killed."

"Izuku…Oboro's death wasn't your fault, you know that right? We went over this."

Izuku sighed and nodded.

"Yes, I've accepted that…there wasn't anything we could do…but if I can teach these kids to take things seriously from the get-go, it increases their chances of survival."

Nemuri hummed before simply hugging him.

"Just make sure that whatever you do, you come back yourself, got it?"

"Got it."

"Awaken, Benihime." He said as he and Shota prepared to defend their students.

"Same plan as always?"

"As long as you're up here, their quirks are gone. Leave them to me."

"I'll keep them open as long as I can."

Then Izuku seemed to blur and Benioji had already cut down five before he landed.

"IT'S BENIONI!

"I hate the media, and it's Benioji."

A couple more songs and following crimson bursts of energy and a good majority of the villains were already down.

Then came the ringleader.

Izuku's eyes widened as the edge of his cloak simply turned to dust but his quick response meant that the man would soon get a cut to the face-

Then a big black…abomination stood in front of him, protecting the man. His sword cut deep, but the thing was already healing and showed no signs of pain.

"This isn't good."

"NAKE!"

Crimson energy exploded and Izuku leaped back.

"Nomu, kill him."

Nomu reached out with his fist and Izuku barely managed to bring his sword to the right point and drew a circle.

"Tsuppane, Benihime!"

Nomu's fist was blocked, but the force still sent him back.

"Need to immobilize him. Shibari, Benhime!"

Red-tinged black webs of energy erupted from the blade, wrapping around the Nomu and restraining its movement. The beast tried to break free of the bonds, but they stretched easily with him.

"You really think that just tying up Nomu will be enough?"

Izuku merely smirked as he stabbed Benihime into the net.

"Hiasobi, Benihime. Juzutsunagi."

Orbs began to appear and explode along the net before they reached the Nomu and a truly enormous explosion erupted, the fires even scorching the roof of the USJ.

"What the hell, since when could Benioni do that? That's hax!"

"There's a reason that I went underground, it's a lot easier to hide my abilities." Izuku said as he appeared behind the masked man who gasped in shock.

"Now do me a favor and die."

Izuku swung his sword.

And stopped.

Quickly moving back as the beast appeared before him again, Izuku wondered if the thing was even human.

"Heh, you like my Nomu? He's been bioengineered as the Anti Symbol of Peace, meant to fight All Might himself, what hope do you have?"

"All Might, huh?" Izuku muttered as he readied his blade.

"Nii-chan!"

Izuku's eyes widened in shock as he saw his sister appear along with some others.

"What are you doing here!? RUN!"

"Nomu, kill the girl."

"CHIKASUMI NO TATE!"

A red shield appeared before them, cracking immediately upon impact, a second punch almost shattering it.

"Nii-chan I-"

Izuku didn't even let her finish, thrusting out with a palm and shoving her far away from the battlefield as the Nomu's fist broke through the shield and impacted directly with Izuku's chest, the force crushing his ribcage and sending him flying across the USJ.

The world slowed down for her and Ururu could only watch in disbelieving horror as for the briefest moments, her eyes met his.

'Run.'

"Nii-chan?" She whispered as tears began to flood her vision.

His body brutally impacted the staircase, cratering it as his sword, spinning in the air, lost from his hands at the moment of impact, pierced the ground right next to him.

Ururu couldn't breathe, she couldn't think, she couldn't do anything except stare at her Nii-chan's body.

It was her fault.

She'd distracted him.

"No…Nii-chan! Nii-chan! Wake up! GET UP!" She cried as the ringleader began to laugh maniacally at finally managing to spill blood.

Tenya was quick to arrive and picked her up, dragging her away.

"NO! NII-CHAN! GET UP!" She sobbed.

Meanwhile, her cries were barely heard by Izuku who was slowly drowning in his own blood, already delirious.

"Izuku! Get up! Please!"

'I'm…so tired…'

"Izuku, what about your friends, your wife, your sister!?"

'They'll…be…fine…they've grown…Ururu's grown up…'

"NO they won't be fine! And what about your child?!"

'My…child?'

Izuku's eyes focus ever so slightly as he remembers the joyous news he got this morning.

Ururu never grew up with a father, he died soon after she was born.

He refused to do the same.

"ZU-NIIIIIIIIIIII!"

'Ururu…'

And with the last of his strength, he latches out and grabs Benihime's handle.

"Bankai."

"Bankai." They hear, and the world grows heavy once more as the aura of death surrounds them, but this time for the students, it is comforting, protective even, with a womanly touch.

For the villains, however, it promises death to all who stand against it.

Ururu stops crying as she can only stare in shock as the red pillar of energy erupts from Izuku's body and he stands.

"Oh come on, what's with this power of love trope?"

Then things start getting weird as the image of a woman appears behind Izuku, gigantic, in a rather revealing red robe, mannequin-like arms and her black hair in loops.

"Benihime…" Ururu whispers.

"Kannonbiraki Benihime Aratame." Izuku states as the mannequin moves its arms and cuts appear on his body, blood seeping out like a fountain before they're stitched up.

Shigaraki would deny the fear that he felt but seeing such a spectacle…

"Nomu…kill him!"

Nomu burst forward and punched, wind blowing apart in every direction.

"Nii-chan!"

As the dust cleared, they noticed the Nomu still in place, and miraculously enough, Izuku holding out one hand, holding its fist in place.

"W-what? How?"

Izuku grinned.

"Now, why should I tell you?"

With a punch, the Nomu was thrust back only a few feet and Izuku's head tilted in confusion.

"HA!" Shigaraki crowed. "You might be strong enough now, but Nomu's got Shock Absorption and a High Speed Regeneration quirk too! He's perfect for killing All Might, you're just not enough!"

Izuku raised his brow and smirked.

"Thank you, this would have been a lot more drawn out otherwise."

Then the Nomu began to bleed and was soon cut apart causing many witnessing the spectacle to vomit in revulsion.

Soon enough, the Nomu was restitched and Izuku jumped up and punched down.

The effect was immediately noticeable as Nomu's head was crushed when it was spiked into the ground.

Shigaraki took a step back in fear, seeing that the Nomu wasn't healing itself.

"What did you do? What are you?"

Izuku merely grinned.

"Now now, that would be spoilers."

"Kurogiri, get us out of here! He's got hacks!"

Soon enough the villain disappeared just in time as the rest of the faculty arrived, apparently alerted by Kaminari once he finally managed to get outside.

Izuku sighed in relief before his sobbing sister immediately glomped him.

Izuku merely held her and whispered in her ear that he was still here and still alive. Nemuri was quick to join them.

"Girls, as much as I enjoy this, I'm running out of energy and my bankai's effects are not permanent, get RG right here, right now."

"Right!" Nemuri said as she went back up the stairs.

"Nii-chan…I'm so sorry."

"It's going to be alright, Ururu. I'm still here…I'll always be here for you guys…after all, I got to be there when you become Aunty Ururu in 9 months.

Ururu gasped in excitement.

"You mean…!"

"Yep, just found out this morning…phew, what a rush, eh, Benihime?" He asked the giant woman, who remained silent.

"Eh, yeah, I could have done better but hey, I'm still alive!"

Ururu could only watch as her brother appeared to have a one-sided conversation.

"Now that's just mean, Benihime."