Hello all!
Another short chapter I'm afraid, but I will be posting Chapter 4 soonish, as I felt this was a good cut off point before we check up on 1-A and watch some carnage afterward!
Once chapter 4 is done, I have Magic Sword, Witness and Bearer to update.. lord help me with the last two as they will be big.
Anyway, hope you enjoy this chapter!
Reviews:
SSJ-Jolt - Like I said in a previous chapter, Izuku did boost his enchanting using potions and such, but sometimes the stuff he was enchanting couldn't handle the power and just broke... so some scaling was done :)
As for those two Dovah, well... one could easily make it to Earth. :D
ProjectIceman - You'll just have to wait and see.
fallendemon248 - You'll just have to wait and see, and yeah, it's almost like it teleported him at the right moment ;o
IFeedtheZombies - It will be a romance fic, just didn't want to tag it as such and give it away... but now that I just said it... well shit.
LoamyCoffee - At least someone agrees that Aizawa and Tsukauchi weren't going overboard with their worry. lol
Austin Miles - It is and enjoy!
Xerzo LotCN - Only going to be IzuMomo this time around.
Fus Ro Dah - Also remember he was practically raised by the Greybeards... you know, pacifist's... plus some training with the Companions and this chapter will mention, meaning he's not going to be as cocky as some other Dragonborn.
ZeroExia - You'll enjoy the next chapter :3
WearyCurmudgeon - A valid argument, and I'll keep this response short. Remember at this point in time, the origin and nature of Nomu's hasn't been discovered, so they are treating it as a regular criminal, which is very bad that Izuku just straight up killed it.
The detective's questioning about Bandit's also falls into this as well, since they don't have a 100% accurate feel for Izuku's character, and confirming that Izuku has killed bandit's for being bandit's, the detective needs to make sure that they don't have an overpowered vigilante on their hands.
dogbertcarroll - Being raised by the Greybeards doesn't mean Izuku's not going to be like his canon self, there will be changes sure, as you'll see in this chapter, but he's still a greenbean.
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Chapter 3
Decisions To Be Made
Time stood still as Momo was looking into the bright emerald eyes of the mysterious man who had saved her earlier that day, so full of wonder and questions that seemed to be brimming at the surface and wanting to explode out. The heiress noticed there was almost an ethereal look that seemed to draw her in more, and she just got lost in them before quickly looking down. Her expression became even more flustered as she stared at the man's bare chest.
Sculpted like that of one of the marble statues of Greek gods and warriors she would often view at the museums in Greece, though, unlike those pristine works of art, the man's body showed off many scars; some looked old, nearly faded away while others looked to be more recent, and judging by the way they were spaced out, it was either some kind of large creature of either feline or ursine in nature. Momo kept staring at them, doing her best not just to reach out and run her fingers along them to try and figure out the story behind each one that littered the man's body.
Thankfully, or not, depending on who you asked, the clearing of the mysterious man's throat broke Momo out of her inner thoughts as she looked up to him with his hand rubbing the back of his head, inadvertently flexing his muscles while he did so, further showcasing just how built he was, "Um… I don't know if I can have any visitors right now, and I don't want to sound rude, but-"
"O-Oh! Goodness, my apologies." Momo suddenly bowed gently and quickly, interrupting the man before she looked back up at the man's face, her cheeks showing a light dusting of rose on them, "I had only wish to thank you for what you did earlier today and apologize for my use of my quirk to point that canon at you."
The man chuckled lightly, smiling gently at her as he straightened his stance, looking a little more tense as he was speaking to her, which threw Momo for a little bit of a loop, "No worries, my lady, while I did save your life, you took the appropriate action as I was still clearly an unknown on the battlefield."
Momo slowly began to frown a little, her onyx eyes flaring up at him as they locked onto his emeralds once again, which made the man look on in confusion, "Have I offended you? Why did you tense up all of a sudden?"
"...I did?"
"You did, and why did you suddenly call me, 'My lady'? I am just a normal person such as you, so you don't need to do so."
"A-ah…" The man scratched his cheek, chuckling nervously a little, "Sorry about that, force of habit since you have this air of nobility to you that I fell back to regarding you like I would the Jarls or their Thane's." Seeing the look of confusion on Momo's face, the man sighed softly, "Right, sorry, Jarl's would be like.. Kings or Queens of strongholds as in the major cities and towns of Skyrim, while their Thane's are members of their court. Basically, if you said the wrong thing or did something that offends them… Well, either it's spending a few days in the dungeons, or their guard's just straight-up kill you on the spot."
Momo's wide-eyed stare was the only reaction to the man's explanation for him tensing up before she quickly and softly cleared her throat to recompose herself, "Well, while I was born to a more well-off family than most, I'd only wish to be treated the same as the rest of my peers." The young heiress slowly began to smile, trying to help make the atmosphere less tense and offer the man her hand in greeting. "My name is Momo Yaoyorozu."
The heiress watched as the slightly taller and still bare-chested man looked at her hand, then slowly took it into his own and held it softly. Momo's cheeks began to brighten up as the burly man slowly descended to one knee, his head bowed slightly to the floor. Had anyone else in the hallway would have seen the scene, it would have looked like a 'savage' knight swearing allegiance to a queen or noblewoman.
At least, that is what was running through Momo's mind at that moment, harkening back to those romance novels she loved to read as a young teen… and often in her downtime at the university, and what wasn't helping was the fact that thanks to the angle they were both in, she could see more scars on his shoulders and beginning to trail down his backside, and they were far more noticeable than the ones on his chest. The blush on her cheeks only intensified as the man spoke, a little louder than Momo had expected since he was still looking down to the floor, "It is a pleasure to make your acquaintance, Lady Yaoyorozu; my name is Izuku Midoriya."
"Truth be told, Mr. Aizawa mentioned your name, and I kind of figured it was yours…" Izuku said with a gentle chuckle and smile as he looked up, now taking in what he was doing and the rosy cheeks on the young woman's face; that smile soon faded into worry as he quickly rose to his full height once again, holding his hands up and looking quite flustered, "I-I am so sorry about that! I was just-"
"I-it's fine, Midoriya." Momo suddenly spoke up, taking a deep breath to calm her nerves before smiling again at the man before her, "I would assume that's a trained response? For all those Jarls and Thane's you mentioned?"
Izuku softly nodded, his cheeks a little rosy now, "Usually for the women who held those titles, for the men, it was just a simple kneel and bow."
As the heiress continued to smile, nodding her head in understanding, she slowly began to back up a little, "Well, again, I just wanted to thank you for saving my life earlier today since I couldn't really do that earlier."
"No thanks is needed, really; I just did what anyone would have done." Izuku smiled back at her, "After all, I'm sure if the roles were reversed, you would have done the same for me."
Momo stopped in her tracks, her face looking at him in shock while Izuku tilted his head in confusion from the way she was looking at him, "Y-you really think so?"
"I know so," Izuku softly smirked, crossing his arms over his chest and leaning against the doorframe, now being more at ease with the woman, "I saw a fire within your eyes as you pointed that cannon at me earlier today," The man chuckled as Momo puffed her cheeks out, having a feeling that Izuku wouldn't let that drop anytime soon, "The same fire I could see as were talking just now. You're going to be an amazing hero."
Momo's cheeks began to redden again while Izuku moved off of the frame, and his hand went to reach for his door, "I can't wait to see how much more amazing you're going to get while you work and improve here at UA, but I think I've taken up enough of your time."
"O-Oh... alright." Momo softly spoke, looking a little downcast at the rather sudden way Izuku was ending their conversation, "W-Will we see each other again? I mean-"
At that, Izuku shrugged softly, "I honestly don't know; I have a lot to catch up on since I've been gone, and I have some personal business to take care of once they find my mother. I could always stop by to visit from time to time since her apartment was close to UA." Izuku smiled at her then, as if to reassure her, before slowly looking a little more somber, "And thank you for visiting… I was worried I had frightened you."
"O-Oh…" Momo continued to blush before shooting back at him with a gentle smile of her own, "Truthfully, I was a little frightened of you after you dealt with that Nomu villain… but after speaking with you just now, I am happy that my first impression of you has since changed for the better." Seeing his smile return across his lips had made Momo's heart nearly soar for some reason.
"That's good to hear. Have a good night, Mo-Yaoyorozu!" Izuku quickly corrected himself, remembering that he wasn't in Skyrim anymore, so calling someone by their first name was a bit of a social faux pas in Japan, at least for strangers. The heiress had picked up at his correction, and a thought in the back of her mind came up, and Momo couldn't help herself from what she did next.
Given the way he was acting when they first introduced themselves, Momo figured a more 'noble' send-off was in order as she delicately grabbed the sides of her robe, curtsying before the man before her with her head bowed slightly and her eyes closed, Momo spoke with an airy, but elegant tone to her voice, "I pray you as good rest yourself, Sir Midoriya."
The sudden choking out and flummox-sounding 'good night' before the immediate shutting of his door made Momo look up, giggling gently and softly before standing up fully and beaming at the now closed door. Turning on her heel towards the elevator, Momo was glad that she had made the small journey to at least visit the young man before he departed from UA, as who knew when the two would meet up again.
In her thoughts, as she entered the elevator for the men's dorms, the heiress hoped that he would keep his promise of visiting her while she was studying to be a hero at UA. After all, Izuku seemed like a decent young man, and she was genuinely curious about him and his experiences. As she stepped off the men's side elevator and into the women's, for some strange reason, Momo had the urge to continue reading one of her novels.
Back in his room, Izuku was still holding his hands tightly against the door, trying to calm himself down from the rather audacious way that Yaoyorozu had wished him a good night. Admittedly, he had a feeling that his rather 'unorthodox' greeting from earlier would bite him in the ass, but he hadn't thought it would be this soon.
While the curtsy in itself was lovely, what the young woman hadn't realized was that the top of her robe had opened up slightly, revealing just how 'healthy' of a woman she was to Izuku's amazement.
Now Izuku had been raised not to ogle women while he was growing up on Nirn, given the fact that, for one, it was rude to do so, and two, that said women could easily take down a full-grown man if you pissed them off enough, which he had witnessed too many times when he was hanging out with Vilkas and Farkas and the other companions in Jorrvaskr.
One would think that the single men of Whiterun would learn not to flirt with Aela of all people…
Granted, when Izuku had first met Momo back at the USJ, she was wearing a rather revealing outfit, a simple red leotard that revealed much of her body and bare skin, which, at the time, the Dragonborn hadn't really noticed. But thinking about it now, and what he witnessed just a few moments ago, Izuku couldn't help but sigh heavily as he moved off of the door and went to the bathroom, turning the faucet on and splashing some cold water onto his face.
"Ugh, there must be a full moon soon…" Izuku grumbled to himself as he grabbed a towel that was hanging onto the wall to dry his face. Even if it has been a couple of years since Izuku had inherited the 'Gift of the Wolf' from the Companions, and then having ended the curse after he assisted in freeing Kodlak's soul from Hircine's realm of Oblivion, there were still times that the more 'primal' version of himself would act up around the coming and going of the moon. It was odd that it was affecting him even now, given how 'magical' Nirn's moon was…
Probably, his being a Dragonborn had caused him to have lingering side effects that persisted even in his homeland, which only made Izuku shake his head and sigh once more.
Tossing off his leather boots and then his pants, the now loinclothed young man slowly unfolded the large furred blanket he had obtained from his chest, unsure how hot he would be given its size as well as the mammoth fur it was made from.
But given his experience while adventuring out in the wilds of Skyrim, Izuku knew that it was better to be hotter than cold.
"I trust you rested well?" Nezu asked after pouring himself a cup of Earl gray tea while his beady eyes were trained upon the young human before him. He watched as the green-haired man slowly took a gentle sip of his drink before placing the teapot back onto its saucer and reaching for his cup.
"Yes, I haven't slept in a bed so comfy since I stayed at the Blue Palace." Izuku said after taking another sip of the delicious tea, "It is an enormous Keep where the High King of Skyrim is living and ruling over the land." The Dragonborn explained it as if answering the dean's unsaid question.
"It sounds like a fascinating land to learn about, though I'm sure it has its dangers."
"You don't know the half of it…" Izuku chuckled, which was followed up by a heavy sigh, "For every good thing or place of wonder one could discover, there were at least about ten or twenty things that could easily kill you." The emerald eyes of the man were staring down into the half-empty cup of tea, slowly tilting it back and forth as if reminiscing about something before looking back to Nezu, "While I am sad that I had to leave, honestly, I'm just glad to be back home."
"Even though you have been gone since you were a young child, it is hard to remove the feeling of 'home'." Nezu somberly nodded to himself, sipping his tea before placing the cup back onto the saucer, "Now, I can imagine you have plenty of questions of your own for being here this morning."
Izuku nodded his head, placing his cup down and staring at the small furred creature before him, "I had a thought it pertains to already locating my mom. But…" the eyes of the young man suddenly hardened, his facial features cold and stonelike, and if Nezu could see it again, the dean swore he saw the irises of the young man before him thin out to the similar shape of a lizard's, "I have a feeling that is not the case and I am going to be coerced into something."
"Now, how did you come to that conclusion?" Nezu asked with genuine intrigue, his tiny paws brought together and resting on his desk.
"You'd be surprised how often I had to deal with both regular and otherworldly beings that forced me to do certain things or risk losing my life and soul." The Dovahkiin said in a rough tone of voice, his gaze not leaving the small mammal's beady one, "It got to the point where I can tell where I have minimal options, and I have to follow what I was told to do, despite how I felt about it."
Nezu softly nodded, knowing full well that even heroes had to do and perform certain acts that went against their beliefs, and given the man's history, the dean knew that whatever Izuku had done in the past, he clearly didn't like to be put into that position. Regardless, Nezu leaned back into his chair, returning the smoldering gaze being shot his way as he spoke calmly, "Well, truthfully, it is not so much coercion, but more of an option being presented to you. You can easily decline my offer but may find the alternative not as pleasant."
The raised eyebrow he got from Izuku made Nezu perk up a little, "That being said, you were partially correct in that you being here is because I have some news about your mother." Nezu had begun to say as he rose his paw up to halt the boy from asking questions, though the pure shock that appeared on the young man's face instantly lit up the general mood of the room into something a little more pleasant, "While it's not concrete yet, we have found where she currently is, but I'd ask that you give me a week to get everything prepared for you properly… it has been fifteen years since you were taken."
"Fifteen?" Izuku asked with a confused look on his face, "But I'm twenty as of the last summer season… so it has to be sixteen years."
"Hmm, it's possible there may have been a slight difference of time between our world and the one you were spirited away to." Nezu said with a paw on his chin, thinking for a moment before looking back to Izuku, "Regardless, I'd rather make sure I give you all the information I can, so I only ask for an extra week to do so if that is alright with you?"
Izuku crossed his arms over his chest, relaxing in the chair he was sitting in as he softly nodded, "Yeah, I can't argue with that… rather not just show up at some stranger's house."
"That would be for the best, yes…" Nezu chuckled before reaching into his desk and pulling out a small folder, "Now, onto other business and what I mentioned prior, but first, I must ask you a couple of questions, Mr. Midoriya." The dean continued while placing the folder in front of him and opening it up, revealing various forms and other files Izuku couldn't quite make out, "Firstly, what are your plans going forward?"
"Pardon?"
"What do you plan to do now? Aside from locating your mother, what sort of prospects do you see yourself having in the outside world?" Nezu asked again, in a calm sort of tone as the Dragonborn solemnly looked down at his hands, thinking and contemplating the question before turning his gaze up back to Nezu.
"Truthfully, I just wanted to make up for all the time I missed with my mom… maybe travel across Japan and take in the sights, I guess, and see what I missed."
"And after that? While those plans are commendable, the fact of the matter is that technically, you are without a home or any real way to have employment given that your status in society right now is 'missing, but presumed dead'." The dean sighed softly, watching the reaction of the 'dead' person before him, slowly beginning to think about his words, "You can change your status, but that will take time and money, which would be very hard for you."
"Um… I think I got money covered, at least… I hope so." Izuku spoke and raised his head, "I took into account I would be coming back home without any money… so I brought all the septims I had on me."
"I assume this 'septim' was a form of currency back in that other world?"
"It was the only one from what I experienced… Would you like to see one?" Izuku asked as he looked ready to jump out of his chair, and pretty much did so when Nezu nodded his head. The dean couldn't help but be fascinated when the green-haired man moved towards the chest that was off to one side, and with a wave of a hand and the loud click of the wooden chest unlocking, it soon opened with Izuku reaching into the thing.
What caught Nezu's real attention was just how deep Izuku had to put his arm in to pull out a single golden coin. Once closing the lid and bringing the septim to Nezu, Izuku watched as the tiny paws of the dean were slowly looking over it, taking in the intricacies of the design of the coin and marveling at its luster. Nezu took his beady eyes off of it and tossed it back to Izuku, "I must say, is it made of pure gold?"
"As pure as it can be, and some of it is extremely old, given I found them buried in the barrows."
"And how much did you bring with you?" Nezu asked, the smile on his face slowly growing as Izuku looked in deep thought as if he was trying to remember how much.
"I think… it was about two and a half million septims?"
The sudden and loud outburst of cackling coming from Nezu nearly made Izuku jump up in worry before the dean calmed himself down, wiping away a tear from his scarred eye. Nezu continued to smile and keep his laughter in check, which further made the Dragonborn worried, "My apologies, but with that amount you mentioned and how much the gold market is… well, let's just say I would not recommend exchanging all of it for Yen, my boy."
"Now, with that said, tell me, Midoriya," Nezu leaned forward a little onto his desk, "before you were taken, did you have a dream of what you wanted to do when you grew up?"
Seeing the slight blush on the man's cheeks made Nezu cackle once again in glee, at least, within his mind, as Izuku scratched the side of his face a little, "Well… like all kids, I wanted to grow up to be a hero, just like All Might."
"I see, and quite an admirable goal for as young as you were then…" Nezu leaned back into his chair, his pure black eyes watching the young man from across the table, "For my final question, and like I said before, this is an option, and you are free to decline it."
"But how would you like to fulfill that childhood dream?"