Hey ho, all!
Small chapter this week, but I have a special announcement to make!
I will be releasing some one-shots based on this story's universe that will further build upon the many relationships and out of main story events! So yes, they WILL be canon and would have taken place during the various times of the story, but also get some other perspectives aside from Izuku's.
What will the stories be about? Mostly fluff and silly things like the girls playing with Eri and dressing her up in cute little outfits, to training days between some of the students with Izuku, as well as dates between not only Izuku and the ladies, but also other background characters (after all, Toru and Yuga have cute dates as well!) There will be however, no smut in is the one-shots.
However, the release of said one-shots will be very spaced out, as "Bearer of the Light" is the primary story.
Be on the lookout for it soon!
Onto the Reviews:
Firem78910: The smile that would destroy the world.
knightblazer85: Indeed it shall, and who knows what kit will unlock where Stain is considered :3
PMC-Midnight Mariners: Well, here is the new chapter, some shockwaves, and all its glory!
Gurgult99: AU's can be fun when handled right, though there are some that can get very tiring from the vast amount of them that there are... which makes it harder to pick out the good from the bad. (thank god I chose FFXIV as no one thought to do so from what I seen :D)
fallendemon248: Well, wait no more!
CouchPotatoGamer: Hope you put down some good coin, :3
AnimeFan13579: Honestly, Eri as a support hero makes too much sense, especially with how much stronger her quirk can get as she trains it. And it's not just her Unca's that people will be worried about, it will be when Papa and Mama's are involved.
the metaphysical god of heroes: It's never too late as Izuku is still getting OFA, just after the Sports Festival because of his own personal reasons. and yes it is time for a fistin'!
Blackit tamer: Better check that clock, why it is indeed monk time!
AshBladeHentai: Thank you!
Beav26: Thank you for your suggestion, I am still a fairly new writer so still getting the hang of it XD
FrozenBurrito98: I can understand how it may be confusing as to why Inko is intimidating in the story, but hear me out. Being a nurse is already a stressful job, never mind the long/late night hours Inko had to put in to make sure there was a roof over her and Izuku's head as well as food don't the table. And there are times that nurses WILL have to be intimidating with some of the more troublesome patients.
Add to the fact that she was also working at a Hospital that tended to heroes that came in from injuries on the job, or worse. No one needs to deal with the god-plexes that some of the heroes have and frankly, it's better she nips that in the bud with Class 1-A before many of them fall prey to it.
Also, in Canon, Inko is a freaking mama bear! She may act timid and that most of the time, but fuck with her child and she will more than likely have a quirk evolution and END you.
I understand how it can be annoying for tropes to be overdone, but you may wish to keep watching those times with Inko as she is still integral to the story and her interactions with some of the characters.
Demonlover3: Well wait no more!
Disclaimer: I do not own the rights to My Hero Academia and Final Fantasy XIV, they belong to their copyright holders.
Chapter 31
Crouching Kendo, Hidden Izuku
Itsuka Kendo huffed as she sent the green-haired boy from class 1-A sprawling across the cement platform they had been sparring on. She was still in a readied but relaxed stance and watching as Izuku groaned before beginning to drag himself slowly back up, wincing a little.
It had already been five minutes into the spar. Yet, the cheers and shouts from the "audience" of their classmates had kept them driven to continue, despite Izuku not even being able to land a strike against her. Kendo took in the way Izuku held himself, seeing that he was sore from being constantly tossed around. Still, the gaze on him with how his eyes flit about told her he was thinking of something, the look saying he was analyzing her, and every attempt he made with his punches or kicks were getting closer.
Shame she was leagues above him in skill.
As for Izuku, he groaned mentally at how he wasn't making any fast progress in trying to catch the orange-haired woman that was tossing him around like a sack of potatoes. Sure, he had made some progress, but he knew that he was making mistakes. It cost him, that and all the cuts and soon to be showing bruises that would be littering his body after all of this were causing his body to ache already. Also, knowing that Kendo wasn't even going at full strength was a little aggravating for him.
What was also starting to get on his nerves was the "pull" of a new kit was giving him a headache, which honestly he hoped would be a thing of the past, considering he got the full story of how he got his blessing.
Sadly, that didn't seem to be the case.
"Two minutes remaining." Aizawa called out loudly and caught both of the combatants' attention. However, while Kendo looked back towards Izuku first, suddenly, she rushed forward with her fist reeling back. Izuku had turned his head just as the moment as he saw the woman's fist enlarge to a giant fist, barely able to bring both his arms up into a cross formation and to have the girl launch him down the platform, skipping him across the cement platform before he landed face down and groaning loudly.
Izuku began to pull himself up, though he was struggling a bit more due to the hit he had taken by the seasoned martial artist, "Sorry about that!" Kendo had called out as she watched Izuku slowly stand up, bouncing on one foot as she was limbering herself up for another strike, "But we better wrap this up! And I'm not going to hold back anymore!"
However, her words fell on deaf ears as Izuku shook his head, a ringing in his head similar to the white noise he had heard at the USJ. As his eyes slowly began to focus, the noise was soon replaced by what sounded like rushing water, nothing from a gentle river but a mighty waterfall behind him as Izuku slowly raised his head, his eyes widened to the sight before him.
Bouncing on one foot wasn't his orange-haired classmate, but an equally beautiful blonde woman with her hair tied into a ponytail who was wearing the most unique outfit he had ever seen.
Which was saying something given the costumes of Midnight and the Pro Hero Majestic.
The woman bouncing on the ball of her foot was wearing, from what he could tell, very loose-fitting clothing made out of silk or another similar material. A crop top dyed in a bright crimson red hung loosely on her upper body, with golden accents and adornments to further amplify her beauty. Coming down from her crop top with a significant open split in the middle that accentuated her breasts hidden under the thickened layers, the red silk had formed a belt of sorts with ever-flowing tails of the material with intricate golden designs weaved into it and sat delicately on her hips.
She wore puffy pure white pants held tightly at the bottoms by golden kneecaps with her bare calves open to the world, and the shoes she wore were pointed and red, with the tip curled up.
The smile she wore was one of excitement, a challenge to her impressive skill that told him that she saw him as an equal. When she launched herself suddenly and reeled her right fist back, Izuku's vision went white. While the three words of Hydaelyn echoed out in his mind, there was one word, no, a name that was louder than even the goddess' voice.
Lyse.
Kendo watched as the boy remained still before her, still kneeling with his eyes being covered by his impossibly curly hair as she sighed. Jumping off the last bounce on her foot, Itsuka rushed once again towards Izuku, moving her body and reeling her right fist back, not growing it to the large size it was before, but this time putting more force behind it to knock the boy out and secure the win of the sparring match.
What caught her, and everyone watching from the stands, off guard was Izuku suddenly raising his left hand to capture the fist, gripping it as the boy whose face was still partially obscured suddenly began to shine brightly, causing Kendo to clench her eyes and use her free hand to shade the bright light. She could hear all the guys grunting from the flash and one particularly worried shout of 'papa!' coming from the very adorable young girl that was also a nurse's assistant today.
But, just as quickly as the light appeared, it disappeared and allowed Kendo to open her eyes, and to say she was shocked was an understatement.
Kneeling before with much shorter green hair and shaved sides, wearing what looked like a short-sleeved vest with a plume of black feathers lining from the back of the collar down the front, although ending at the breakline of the garment. The rest of the jacket-like vest was decorated with ribbons of white silk traveling from the front to the back of his sleeves with two beautiful and intricately carved flower ornaments that looked like light violet orchids hung on his chest with long leather straps tied in a design to mimic the stem of the artificial flowers themselves, with bright blue beads hanging at the ends as weights.
Both hands, including the one that had her fist in its grip, now had both leather and cloth gloves that had similar decorations like that on his jacket, though the left wrist had a string of large spherical beads. The pants, while baggy, were a pale yellow, more white coloration that was closed at the golden bracers on his knees with what looked like a small cloth of leopard skin tied at the waist by a thick belt with a leather pouch hanging off his left hip. Finally, Izuku's outfit was capped off with leather shoes that seemed very well worn and held up by a tight string wrapped around his calf and ankles.
Kendo's teal eyes shifted to her left to see Izuku's right fist reeling up to strike with what she could only guess as some kind of blue aura. Her gaze turned towards Izuku's now lifted face with a smug little smirk at her with gritted teeth and a fierce look in his eyes, and he began to throw the punch. Quickly growing her hand to its max size, Kendo caught the incoming fist, and as it connected, a burst of air blew out between them.
Pushing themselves apart to get some distance away from one another, Kendo and everyone else now took in the rest of Izuku's outfit, and the poor girl immediately blushed brightly. As it was now revealed that the vest he was wearing was practically the only thing on his upper body, exposing the inner pectorals and defined stomach of the boy with a tattoo that traveled down from his left side of his chest, down past his abs and underneath the front of his leg. Admittedly, the poor woman (and a few others) wondered just how far down it went.
"On or off, Kendo?" called out the boy to snap her out of her thoughts.
"Excuse me?"
"On or off? My gloves? I figured since you are currently not wearing any yourself and this is simply a spar; I thought I'd ask as I do not wish to cause unnecessary harm." Izuku said, with a formal sounding tone that sounded nothing like the stuttering mess of a man she had heard prior in the day.
"O-Oh! You can keep them on because of my quirk and training; my skin is more durable." Kendo said with a slight giggle, seeing Izuku nod and stretch his limbs after asking the question, before standing straight again and bringing his hands together in front of himself and bowing to her.
This not only caught Kendo off guard but also a couple of the students who practiced martial arts as well. The orange-haired girl followed suit, bowing to her opponent with a stern look on her face to match the look on Izuku's. Both combatants then readied themselves into a stance, both staring each other down for a few solid moments before both rushed towards one another and began the fight anew.
However, unlike before, where Izuku was being tossed around the platform, both fighters showed off what looked like years of martial arts training. While. Once Kendo would weave past Izuku's strikes, the boy would dodge hers as well. When the need to block arose, it was done either with a move similar to the strike or the rising of an arm and pushing away the failed move before retaliating back with a punch or kick. All the while and not known to the spectators of the fight, the stern looks of Izuku and Kendo had faded somewhat to grins plastered on their faces.
It was rare for Kendo to come across someone who could keep up with her seriously, and she was enjoying being offered such a challenge. As for Izuku, he was having a blast for just the same reasons, despite having to hold back some of his moves as he didn't want to give away all of his secrets just yet.
That, and why ruin the fun with chakra blasts?
Both classes were cheering them on in excitement as the fight continued, having never witnessed what one would consider an actual "kung-fu movie fight" before. The loudest were the boys like the silver-haired student named Tetsutetsu and Kirishima shouting how the fight was "manly".
Some of the girls were cheering loudly, albeit nothing compared to the guys as Pony and Mina were shouting for their respective classmates. Of course, little Eri was bouncing from her spot beside Inko and cheering on her Papa.
Kyoka sighed heavily and was thankful for the quick creation of the sound-canceling headphones, thanks to Momo noticing the punk rocker was clutching her ears with her hands. She hated her quirk sometimes. Momo gave her a gentle pat on the back, along with Tsuyu, as a light tapping could be felt on the heiress's shoulder, causing her to turn her attention towards Setsuna, who was sitting on the opposite side, "So, that's what happens when Green Bean gets a new "kit", huh?"
Momo nodded and looked back towards the fight, seeing Izuku getting pushed back several feet from a giant-sized punch that he had blocked with both his forearms, and he then dashed back to his opponent, "Yes, that would make it the seventh one… roughly."
"Roughly?" Setsuna asked with a raised eyebrow, as unknown to both of them, Komori was listening in on their conversation.
"During the USJ, he unlocked two kits… one was called a 'White Mage', while the one that seems to be giving him some trouble is something called 'Dark Knight'."
Setsuna whistled gently, looking back to the fight herself, "That second one sounds edgy as hell."
Momo nodded gently, "Yes, it was a truly terrifying experience. Not just with the villains that attacked, but also when Izuku… well…."
"Well, what?" Setsuna asked when her friend had gone silent, seeing Momo fidget her hands together and looking a little pale, the sharp-toothed girl brought her hands up to Momo's shoulder and her hands, "Hey girl, if it's still fresh, I don't want to force you."
Momo sighed and gently nodded, "It's not that I don't want to tell you, but… I think it is something that should be discussed in a more private setting; perhaps after classes, I can come over to your dorm room, and we can speak?"
Setsuna grinned wide, "Of course! We haven't had a decent chance to unwind and have a girl chat since university started!" Her eyes shifted to look at the still bouncing Eri, now standing on the bleacher seat, holding her hands up in the air and now cheering for Izuku more loudly, "And maybe you can explain what the deal with the munchkin is? Because last I knew, Izuku wasn't a father a month ago."
"It's… a bit of an odd story, to be honest, despite what Izuku told us."
"Well, the boy is hardly a good liar," Setsuna said and looked back towards the fight, not noticing Momo chuckled gently to herself, for she knew how bad Izuku was at lying.
That doesn't mean he was a half-bad actor when it came to explaining his "quirk".
Izuku skidded to a halt a fair distance from Kendo, panting heavily with sweat rolling down his body as he brought himself into an opo-opo stance, the smile on his lips still present as he stared down his opponent who was sweating and smiling just as he was.
For Kendo, she couldn't believe just how much fun it was to spar against the boy from class 1-A. It was almost like fighting a mirror image of herself, even without having the same quirk as she did, the strength behind both combatants' strikes had nearly sent shivers down her spine, as well as his smirk that had no smugness to it, but also an evident enjoyment of the fight similar to hers.
They had both long since forgotten their audience, focusing on their opponent,reeled-up and once both Izuku and Kendo had moved into what would be the final stance before the end, both students launched at one another with reeled up fists ready to strike. Izuku's right fist had the glowing blue aura around it once again, radiating power as he drew closer to Kendo, who had enlarged her left fist as they both made the distance between them smaller.
Suddenly, a pillar of cement had sprung up in front of the two students, directly in their line of fire and unable to stop, both fists of the students collided with the pillar. They reduced the cement structure to practically nothing, causing a massive dust cloud to cover the entire platform and hide the two students who began to cough loudly from within the plume.
It took roughly thirty seconds for the cloud to dissipate and leave both Izuku and Kendo covered in cement dust and debris, trying to catch their breath. Izuku was the first to recover as he looked to Kendo, "Kendo? Are you alright?"
"Peachy... " she answered while hacking up some dust from a cough, "Where did that pillar come from?"
"You both ran out the clock, and I asked Cementoss to end your fight." Aizawa suddenly spoke up, which caused both young adults to jump in fright since they hadn't realized he was there. The deadpan look on his teacher when his gaze landed on Izuku made him shiver a little as the teacher spoke once more, "Midoriya, while I know you cannot control what outfit you wear when gaining a new kit, I would recommend getting an alteration as leaving your chest open like that unprotected is dangerous."
"Y-Yes, sir!" Izuku said, standing straight at attention, looking nervous and causing Aizawa to sigh heavily.
"That ends classes for today, remember what All Might said and start preparing for the Sports Festival in a month. Class dismissed." The teacher shouted before looking back at Izuku once again, "Midoriya, I want a full analysis of this new kit delivered to my mailbox in the staff room before the end of the weekend, am I understood?"
"Yes, Mr. Aizawa, I'll have that done before Sunday at the very least."
Aizawa huffed and began to walk towards the main building of UA, with Cementoss and Vlad King walking behind him, already having a headache from whatever crazy new powers his problem child of a student just unlocked.
The tired teacher felt like he would need some aspirin and some quality time with Emi before going out on tonight's patrol.
As the two teachers walked away, the rest of the student body scrambled to the platform and rushed towards both Kendo and Izuku, which many of them asking a hundred questions as well as Kirishima and Tetsutetsu asking, no demanding to spar with either Kendo and Izuku before the upcoming event to not only train together but also get some fighting tips.
Just as Ojiro was about to ask something, a gentle voice of "Papa?" caught Izuku's attention, slowly making his way through his classmates, asking them politely to move aside, he came upon the worried look of Eri, who was standing further away from the cacophony of much larger students.
"Hey Eri, is… something wrong?" Izuku asked with a soft smile, which faded when he saw Eri flinch and look a little more scared.
"A… are you my Papa?" she asked quietly, seemingly a little more frightened than usual as she took a step back.
"Of course, it's me, Eri… Oh!" Izuku said while bringing a fist down into his open hand, and his smile returned, "You never seen me switch into a kit before." He chuckled gently, which caused Eri to tilt her head in confusion.
"W-what's a 'kit'?"
"It's what I call the different forms I possess like this one is called 'Monk'." He continued to smile, kneeling down before her, "My kit sometimes alters my… attitude a bit, like the one I called 'Dragoon' makes me act a little more like Aizawa."
"Like Unca Zawa?"
"Mhmm, but I'm still me, and you know how you can tell?" Izuku smiled at her as Eri was slowly starting to grow less nervous.
"How?"
"Well, take a look at my eyes." He smiled at her gently, watching as slowly Eri began to creep towards him. Izuku remained still as the small girl started to do what he suggested.
Eri squinted slightly as she got a little closer to the man who claimed to be her papa, gazing into his eyes and searched them. She blinked as she felt the same warmth and happiness that Izuku typically had whenever he looked at her. The sense of safety and care was still present within his gaze.
Eri suddenly collided with Izuku, hugging him tightly as Izuku chuckled, But then Eri quickly pulled back and looked up at him, "Papa! You are stinky!"
That comment caused a few of his classmates to snicker and hold back their laughter behind Izuku, who was blushing in slight embarrassment and chuckled gently at the way Eri had pouted, "Yes, I probably do, what with the sparring… speaking of which, isn't there something you should do before we head back to the dorms, Nurse Eri?"
The way he had said the word 'nurse' gave Eri a little confusion before she gasped lightly and, with a determined expression, nodded her head and sped walk towards the large group of students, many of which began to move back to not hinder the little girl's mission as some of the girls cooed at how adorable she was when Eri passed them.
Kendo, seeing the determined look on Eri, who was looking straight at her, gently knelt down as Eri had her tiny fists by her side, doing her best not to be frightened by all the big people, "A-Are… are you hurt?"
"My right arm is a little sore; your papa has solid punches," Kendo said softly, smiling at her as well when Eri had reached into her green side bag and pulled out what looked like a disposable heat pad. The would-be nurse struggled to crack the packet to activate the ingredients inside before finally getting it after the third try, slowly handing it towards Kendo, who took it and placed it on the part of her arm that felt sore.
"I-If the pain is still there tomorrow, y-you can go see aunty Krile in the in… infirm… mmm…." Eri began to explain but was having difficulty pronouncing the final word, "In the infir-marry!"
Though many of the students were biting their tongue from not snickering at the way Eri pronounced "infirmary", Kendo smiled gently and nodded her head, "I'll do that if that happens, thank you very much."
Bowing her head swiftly, Eri made a beeline back to Izuku, who smiled as she took his hand into her own, and they two began to walk off. Izuku looked down to his "pseudo" daughter and asked, "By the way, how did you get up here? The platform is taller than you."
"Oh! Mr. Might helped me up!" Eri said while looking back up at her papa.
"Oh, he did? And did you thank him?"
"Mhmm!"
The rest of their conversation soon faded out for the rest of the students, minus the obvious few with super hearing as the rest of the classes began to disperse to their respective change rooms.
Only one student seemed to not move as she continued to watch the exchange between the green-haired boy and the snow white-haired child, her cheeks slightly red until one of her classmates called out to her.
"Komori! C'mon! It's our turn to cook tonight!" Pony called out to her friend while waving her arm. As Komori snapped out of her daze, her face went red again, and she rushed towards her blonde friend in embarrassment for having been caught staring at the Class 1-A student.
Izuku sighed as he placed his pencil down on his notebook and leaned back in his chair, stretching with a slight grunt escaping his lips. Closing the book once he had successfully felt a pop in his back, he smirked to himself at the amount of new data on Class 1-B's students he was able to obtain during the day's earlier heroics class.
A small 'papa' came out from the prominent bulge of covers from his bed as Izuku gently got up from his seat and walked over, "Hey Eri, you should be asleep…."
" 'M thirsty, Papa…." Eri said, half asleep, her voice sounding a little rough from all the cheer and talking she had done today. Izuku smiled at her, petting her head softly before reaching over for the plastic All Might cup on his nightstand.
"Alright, hun, it will be just a few moments." He said in a whisper before heading towards the bathroom to draw a tiny bit of water into the cup, before bringing it back to Eri, who was sat up now, wearing an adorable light pink nightgown and taking the cup when it was offered to her, drinking it slowly before giving it back to Izuku completely empty.
"Eri, I have to go talk with a few of my friends for a couple of minutes. Are you going to be ok?" Izuku asked gently, tucking Eri back into bed as she curled up under the covers and pulled a giant plushie of All Might close to her. The answer of 'mhm' escaped from the blankets as Izuku smirked and petted Eri's head, watching as she passed back out rather quickly.
Silently shutting the door to his room, Izuku sighed gently as he took out his cellphone and checked the time. Seeing as it was half-past nine, he figured that half an hour would be enough time to explain everything he needed to. As he made his way towards the stairs, since his destination was only two flights up, he figured it would give him some time to get his thoughts in order and prepare himself for the worst.
After all, it wouldn't be the first time a happy moment in Izuku's life came crashing down.
As his internal dread kept looming over him, Izuku had made it to the door for which everything could and would change. He gently knocked on it, and when he heard the muffled 'it's open' coming from inside of the room, Izuku gently turned the knob to be met with four pairs of eyes looking at him, each with their own emotions present within their gazes of confusion as they were not given a reason for the get-together, but also a couple of worried looks when seeing his downtrodden face.
Stepping inside of the relatively ludicrously bright room full of leopard pattern wall decorations, Izuku closed the door behind him and prayed to Hydaelyn that everything would turn out alright.
A gentle rapping at her door caught Setsuna's attention from watching the Godzillro she loved to get lost in and unwind after a hard day of studies. Granted, she loved all of his movies as well as owning several of the box sets. Still, this one was particularly special as it was the very first one to ever be made. Pausing the video, Setsuna stretched as the door was knocked on once again, and the sharp-toothed girl grunted out loudly, "Alright, alright… keep your pants on, I'm coming."
Opening the door, she was shocked to see a still awake Kinoko Komori standing at her door, looking as timid as she always did, "H-hey Tokage, c-can I speak to you about something?"
"Sure sure, come on in, shroomtop." The lizard girl stepped aside to let the shorter brunette in and shut her door silently to not wake her neighbor Ibara who had a habit of going to bed early. She watched her classmate sit on her desk chair, fidgeting with her hands and a rose blush on her cheeks, "So, what can I help ya with? Don't think we have time for a study session this late." Setsuna said as she plopped back onto her bed, leaning back and watching her friend continue to fidget, "Seriously, you alright? You have been more twitchy than Pony after having five cups of coffee."
Komori continued to fidget, her head looking left and right as she 'looked' at Setsuna, "Erm.. y-you are friends with some of the students in C-Class 1-A, right?"
"Yep! Yaomomo, Mina, Kyoka and Moptop. Maybe the frog girl as well, but it's hard to get a read on her." Setsuna admitted with a shrug at the mention of that last person. She did wish to become a friend of Tsuyu, who she learned during the heroics class that she was one savage frog when she wanted to be.
"H-How long… have you known them?" Kinoko asked again, pulling on one of her fingers and blushing more.
"Mhm, Izuku and Momo for about a year actually, the other two I met after Izuku saved them and Momo's butt from a shark villain halfway through the year. Why? What's up?"
Setsuna watched as her mushroom-obsessed classmate's face was now turning even redder, trying to think and speak what she wished to know. However, a thought occurred to her, one that caused the lizard-like woman's lips to slowly curl into a mischievous smirk, having an idea what Komori was about to say.
If Setsuna was right, it was a good thing that Momo had been able to keep her promise and spoke with her earlier today over tea to catch her up on everything, from how their first couple weeks had been to the exciting relationship between her five friends as well as to inform her of the actual events of the USJ. (which both excited Setsuna from how badass that new kit of Izuku's was, but also horrified of the experience her friends had gone through) and the social event that Izuku had attended with the heiress that sounded so freaking adorable to her. Pushing those thoughts aside, she saw Komori finally figure out what to say, and Setsuna waited with bated breath.
"I-is Midoriya… s-seeing anyone?"