Warning: Long chapter.

Katsuki Bakugou was not panicking. He fucking wasn't. Not at all. He was laying down on his bed. He has been grumpy about what had been happening in past three days. He was gonna show these extras here how powerful their future number one hero is. To show he's truly destined to surpass All Might, but things hasn't been going the way he imagined. He was placed third in the quirk apprehension test, and got disqualified at the battle training for using his gauntlets against pink cheeks and glasses.

"Kacchan, let's be heroes together"

He sat up on his bed hearing the words of a five years old Izuku coming to his mind. "The fuck? Why am I be thinking about that quirkless piece of shit now?"

It wasn't his fault Deku didn't come home. At least, that's what he told himself. He told it to himself over and over again, because it goddamn wasn't. He had nothing to do with that. It's not his fault the quirkless fucker couldn't accept reality. Even the hobo knows he can't be a hero without a quirk. He still couldn't believe Deku was able to get into U.A without a quirk. Katsuki wanted to believe he cheated, but he knows fully well it's impossible. U.A is the best hero school in the country, they would have snuffed Deku out before he could think of cheating, and Deku would rather die than cheat in anything. So he had no choice but to accept that Deku worked hard to get in the damn school, but he still baffles him. A quirkless bastard like him had no right to be a hero.

It's a good thing that the hobo expelled the loser. He liked what he did. Accept fucking Deku into the school, then kick him out to make him realize how pointless and hopeless his dream is. The day Deku was expelled, a few hours after coming back home, his mom barged into his room and asked if he had seen Deku? Katsuki just replied a simple no. He looked up seeing his old hag on the phone, seem to be calling Aunt Inko. He couldn't help his curiosity and asked what had happened? The old hag told him Deku had not returned home.

That's when he felt something off. It didn't feel right. It wasn't. He and his parents had tried calling his phone but he didn't picked up, and to make matters worse, his phone was no longer reachable. Katsuki went to bed, knowing that Deku never went home and not even his mother knew where he went to. The next day, A community of friends and neighbors and old people who knew Deku began a search party including the police of course. His disappearance had gotten a whole neighborhood railed up. He couldn't believe people actually know Deku, the quirkless Deku who wouldn't amount to anything. Deku had always seemed like that kid people easily forgot about. But that didn't seem to be true. These people know him because he had helped them, and that pissed him off so bad that he avoided thinking about the loser.

It was later in the evening that when he overhead Aunt Inko telling his old hag what the police had found in his room. Something that shocked him to the core. Deku had been cutting himself with box cutters, had googled ways to kill himself weeks before he ran away. Deku and him weren't friends. They weren't. Katsuki doesn't care, he shouldn't care. What happened to Deku wasn't his fault. The teachers at school hadn't spoken for the way they treated Deku, they were okay with it.

"Pray you'll be born with a quirk in your next life and take a swan dive off the roof of a building"

Katsuki had suicide baited a suicidal kid. Deku might not have planned to run away, but the idea had been at the back of his mind way back then. Deku wouldn't. He just wouldn't kill himself. It wasn't possible. He was the most stubborn guy Katsuki knew. He'd never just give up like that. Everything Katsuki did to him just bounced off. That shouldn't have been it. It shouldn't have. But…he'd crossed a line, hadn't he? No! That couldn't be it. Deku wouldn't have the guts to it! No, he's too much of a wimp. All the things he'd done and said to the nerd, he's just trying to show that someone like Deku isn't worth it, isn't worth the time and energy. Katsuki thought he would be happy. What the hell is he thinking? He is happy, very happy. Now Deku wouldn't be get in his way of greatness. No more mumbling and hero geek Deku around.

So why is this void, this...emptiness forming in his heart?

Katsuki shook his head. He doesn't care about Deku. He doesn't, never did.

Toshinori went all over Musutafu and other towns close by trying to find Young Midoriya. However, he could not find him anywhere. When he asked his detective friend, they only said his mother filed a missing report for him. Young Midoriya had posters taped to street lamp posts and the inside glass of storefronts. He was angry for the fact that people didn't give care if he was missing due to being a runaway. Runaway kids were just badly behaved minors as most people assumed. It was when Toshinori posted his interest in finding Young Midoriya and set up a reward to anyone who finds him that when people decided to get up their lazy asses to search for him. Although, he was happy and grateful that there were some good genuine people trying to find him.

He was in his small form and knocking at the door of Young Midoriya's apartment. The door opens, revealing a woman with green hair. Her eyes were red, seems like she had been crying. His lips formed a thin line seeing where Young Midoriya had gotten his looks from. Since Young Midoriya's disappearance, he had been keeping touch with his mother.

"Mrs Midoriya..."

Inko sniffed as she clutched her phone to her chest. "...oh Mr. Yagi. Please come in" she said as Toshinori walked inside the house.

Toshinori sits on the couch as Inko went to get tea for him. He clenched his fists tightly his knuckles turned white. Toshinori had a gut feeling. He knew. He knew something was wrong the moment he saw Young Midoriya walking down the halls alone. He thought he was imagining it, he knew he should have checked his class earlier. It was his first time teaching at U.A and he has heard enough stories from Midnight of how Aizawa had expelled students from the school. He was shocked.

How could a teacher expel a student on their first day? Just because they weren't good enough on the quirk apprehension test. Then, what the fuck is the entrance exam for? If the student was behaving badly, then it's understandable. But even so, it's not right. A students works their butts off, barely passing the exams, only to be kicked out on the first day. Hundreds of students with big egos go to a hero school and by the time they graduate, they have already matured into good responsible heroes.

He was worried, but those worries washed away as soon as Young Midoriya told him about his day. He was relieved, that is, until later in the day, he overhead Young Uraraka and Young lida conversation about Young Midoriya expulsion. He felt so many emotions that day but there was one that truly stood out.

Rage.

It tool every available shred of willpower to restrain himself in order to NOT immediately murder Aizawa Shouta. That bastard hadtargeted Young Midoriya for his quirkless. He might be a number one hero, but surprisingly enough this doesn't give him the right to murder people in broad daylight. He had tried to get it overturned, but sadly nothing could be done. He had tried contacting Young Midoriya but he was not picking up. He only got a single message from young Midoriya before his line became unreachable. And that hurt...more than All For One's punch to his stomach.

Young Midoriya was expelled and a black mark was placed on his records, it made perfectly sense on why he ran away. A hero school's expulsion mark is like a death sentence to a hero career, it had completely ruined his future as no schools wanted to accept him as a late transfer if he got expelled from a prestigious school like U.A. on day one. But that won't stop him. He promised to make Young Midoriya a great hero and he will do that, even if he has to make him attend a hero school in the US. Cathleen Bates would find him one, no question asked, simply because he wanted it.

So Toshinori turned in his resignation papers to Nezu and left the school to search for Young Midoriya, using all his wealth and the power of One For All to do so. Although he had threaten Aizawa to help find the boy before leaving the school.

"Thank you" Toshinori said as Inko hands him the tea.

She sits on another chair with her own tea, doesn't drink it. Toshinori looks at her phone and saw a background picture of Young Midoriya sitting on the bench at the park, smiling so carefree.

"I know what you're thinking" Toshinori looks up at Inko as she picks up the phone to look at the picture. "My little Izuku…so carefree…full of happiness in this picture…but behind that smile...was a lot of a pain. A pain no child should ever go through" Toshinori wanted to speak but closes his mouth as Inko continued. "Izuku had been alone, been holding such pain inside, and I didn't see it, didn't even realize it. I'm his mother for god's sake, I should've known" tears stream down her cheeks. "I was supposed to be there for Izuku, guide him and support him. I should've kept cheering him on but I only brought him down. Some mother I became" Inko mumbled.

Toshinori couldn't help but lower his head slightly in shame, berating himself for telling Young Midoriya he couldn't be a hero the first time they met. Quirkless people weren't particularly valued for their contributions to society. Sure, it wasn't as bad in his own day, but he remembered that first day on the rooftop. He remembered how smallYoung Midoriya was, how beaten downhe already was as a middle school student. He remembered how long it had taken for the boy to start believing in himself, he remembered his first genuine smile. And that increase his determination to find Young Midoriya and get justice for him.

"Don't say that Mrs Midoriya, you were only looking out for Izuku just like any other mother would" Toshinori said.

Inko didn't say anything. This is how their conversation goes, Inko blaming herself for Young Midoriya's disappearance and Toshinori convincing her it wasn't her fault. Her friend, Mrs Bakugou had been grateful for his daily visits to her home but also threatened to cut off his balls if he tried anything. Honestly Inko is a very beautiful woman, but he is not interested, he really isn't!

"I promise you we will find him. I will not rest until he's found and I don't care how long it takes" Toshinori said, looking right into Inko's beautiful emerald eyes as he did. Inko wipe her tears away in response. "I can't promise you that everything will be okay. But I hope for the best" He assured cautiously pulling Inko into a hug, wrapping an arm around the woman's waist. The warm embrace unexpectedly relaxed Inko, leaning into his comforting presence.

Shouta stared at the window of his apartment as he continued drinking his coffee. A crawling feeling began to settle in his chest as he thought back to his own internships. To Oboro. To the looks of absolute despair on the first whole class he had ever done his expulsion trick on.

And then painfully flashed forward to Midoriya.

"WHAT THE HELL, AIZAWA?!" All Might's voice boomed across the staffroom as he marches towards Shouta. All the students had gone home and he was ready to take a nap before going back to his work.

"What do you want, All Might?" Shouta said annoyed as he sips his coffee. He froze, noticing All Might...without his smile. He was pissed.

"WHY DID YOU EXPELL YOUNG MIDORIYA?!"

"I saw him as a liability, that's all. He's not fit in the world of heroics" Shouta said, ignoring the looks of shock from his coworkers.

"That's a fucking lie and you know it!" All Might spat.

"How about…" Shouta's eyes narrow. He knows that he can deactivate All Might's quirk if he wanted to go physical. "... you tell me?"

"All Might, I believe…" Ectoplasm tries to cut in. All Might ignores him.

"Because I trained the boy, damnit!" All Might explained. Everyone's head raise up in surprise, even Shouta himself. Never would have thought All Might had taking in a protege. "Over the course of nine months, NINE FUCKING MONTHS! I saw how Midoriya Izuku trains himself. I watched and supervised him as he singlehandedly cleaned Dagobah beach. And guess what, he didn't have any equipment on him. There were heavy metals on that beach, Aizawa. Rusted cars, washing machines, truck tires, large metal pipes. You have to be in peak physical condition to move one of those even a little. I asked Young lida and Young Uraraka of his performance during your quirk biased test, and they told me...he took tenth place, TENTH! So tell me how Young Midoriya managed to get himself an expulsion?!"

"Midoriya's heart is without a doubt in the right place, I see his potential. But no matter how hard he tries, no matter how skilled he might be, he's only going to be a liability on the field. He'll be going up against villains who are stronger and better than him, against those even heroes with the strongest of quirks would struggle with. It's only logical to let someone more suited to take his place. Better to crush his dreams now than to let harsh reality kick his face in later on down the line. All Might, you of all people know this"

All Might lets out a humorlessly laugh. "Oh, oh. You admit he has potential. Just not enough for UA. Not enough for you! You didn't even move him to Gen Ed, you just kicked him straight out!"

"In case you don't know, UA have a free reign to teach our classes how we want, that includes the right to expel any student we don't deem fit for the hero course. I had the right to be selective of who got to stay" Shouta defended.

"Then what the fuck was the entrance exam for if you get to expel anyone you want?!" All Might glared at him. "I've heard stores about your logical mindsets. Expelling kids on their first day for a minor imperfection? Those kids haven't done anything to you. All they want is to learn and become the heroes they want to be. But no. You're not giving anyone a chance to prove themselves. You're just ruining lives by pulling this shit-"

Shouta cuts him off. "You don't know why I do this?!" He said through gritted teeth.

"I don't" All Might said. "And honestly, I don't want to know. I'll talk to Nezu and have him overturn Young Midoriya's expulsion"

"What is done is done. Nezu himself can't overturn it" Shouta said. "You're only wasting your time"

All Might glared hardens, eyes glows blue, making Shouta uncomfortable. He usually gives those looks to villains that had done heinous acts. Suddenly, All Might punches the table and it broke in pieces under the force. "Because of you...Young Midoriya has gone missing, he has not returned to his home, he's a runaway. His mother has already filed a police report"

Shouta stares at him, this time clearly shocked speechless rather than confrontational. He can also hear some shocked gasps from his coworkers.

"I am turning in my registration to Nezu"

Another gasps erupt from everyone. "All Might, you can't...you can't leave" Vlad king starts.

"I'd rather leave and use my time to find Young Midoriya than be in a school where the teaching policy is to screw up someone's dream of heroics on the first day for…what? Encouragement for the rest? Shit and giggles?! Heroes are supposed to work together, not try to trample each other to not be the last one in the ranking and get expelled. And Aizawa, you're going to help me find Young Midoriya since you're responsible for this mess. If anything should happen to that boy, I will skin you alive with my bare hands. GOT IT?!" He took a deep breath, the glow in his eyes disappears, yet his angered expression still remained. "Goodbye everyone" with that, All Might walks out of the room, leaving everyone inside stunned silent.

For the first time in over a half decade, Shouta didn't want to go to sleep. He was a hero, an underground hero. People like him had to do questionable things to save lives. And that was exactly what he was did when he expelled Midoriya. He wasn't being a quirkist, he did it because he knows Midoriya won't survive in heroics. Yet, his conscience has being gnawing at him since Midoriya's disappearance.

Quirkless kids suicide a lot, that was common knowledge. Quirkless teens also accounted for thirty four percent of runaway teens, which, given that there weren't that many quirkless teens to begin with, was a lot. And fuck, it was pretty much making Shouta feeling worse than he is.

He sighs, finishing his coffee before jumping out the window. He has a problem child to find.