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Diamonds in the Rough

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“Keep up will ya? God, you’re so slow!”

“I’m trying Kacchan! You’re too fast!” The two boys laughed as they raced each other home. Their favorite show was going to come on in 2 minutes and there was no way they were gonna miss the season finale.

“Slow down you little punks! Your mamas can’t keep up with you two!” Mitsuki barked good-naturally while Inko laughed at the two overly energetic boys running ahead.

“Sorry auntie Mitsuki!/Go faster then you old hag!” The boys called back simultaneously.

“EH?! WHAT WAS THAT BRAT OF MINE?!” Mitsuki yelled as she began to chase her son down the street.

“SHIT SHE’S COMING! RUN ZUZU RUN!!” The blonde boy screeched as he sped up to avoid his much faster mother. Izuku and his mother just giggled together as they tried to keep up after them. It was times like these that Izuku could almost forget how mean Kacchan could be.

 The whole class “ooh’ed” and ”ahh’ed” as Bakugo’s hands lit up with tiny sparks. Bakugo himself stared down incredulously at his quirk.

“That’s a very flashy quirk Bakugo! Perfect for hero work!” he heard one of the teachers compliment.

“Lucky~ That’s so cool~” an awed Izuku breathed out next to him. Bakugo couldn’t help but feel a swell of pride at impressing his friend. If nerdy Deku thought he had a cool quirk, surely this power HAD to be amazing.

 “Your quirk is so cool Kacchan! I hope I get my quirk soon too! I wanna be strong just like you!” Izuku gushed as he followed after Bakugo deeper into the forest. Katsuki just scoffed and twirled around his net, secretly proud of the constant compliments he got from Midoriya.

“No matter what quirk you get, you’ll never beat me Deku. Now come on! These bugs aren’t gonna catch themselves!” he laughed racing ahead.

 “You’re what??” Was Deku serious?? Was that even possible?? The small boy in front of him hiccupped out his response again

“Th-the doctor *hic* said th-that *hic* I-I’m quir-quirk-qui-“

“STOP CRYING ALREADY STUPID DEKU” He snapped, patience thinning.

“He said I’m quirkless Kacchan!!” the small green haired boy wailed. The reality of it struck Bakugo like a shock of cold water. No. Not possible. The words came out before he could stop them.

“Eh~? Quirkless as well as useless?” he drawled, hating himself immediately for making his friend flinch at the harsh words. “You really have the worst luck Deku~”

What happened to having a super strong quirk? We were gonna be heroes. How dare you lie to me! How dare you not have a quirk! How dare you get my hopes up!

“What can you possibly do without a quirk?” Midoriya visibly flinched and stepped back a bit. Shit, I said that last one out loud. Izuku wouldn’t meet Katsuki in the eye. He walked past the freckled boy, hitting him with his shoulder roughly, not trusting himself to keep it together. “Tch. Whatever stupid nerd. You were always gonna be fucking useless. Quirk or no quirk.” Don’t you dare fucking cry over that stupid Deku don’t you fucking dare Bakugo Katsuki. He scolded himself as the tears started to burn his eyes. He ran the rest of the way home.

 “S-stop it Kacchan! You already made him cry, just l-leave h-him alone!” Midoriya stammered out, wobbling even as he stood up to face his friend, tears welling up. Is he serious? Stupid. Brave but extremely stupid. Bakugo thought to himself as he lights up his hands. Give it up already Deku.

“Even though you’re quirkless…” he slams his fist into his hand with a small explosion and fiendish grin, causing Izuku to whimper and back away. You can’t win this. The three of them rush at the poor boy. He pushes away the guilt gnawing away in his chest. Just stay in your place Deku.

 “I’ll see you guys later!” Bakugo called out and waved goodbye to the two kids, “friends”?, he had been walking with and started another way home. I’m not checking on him… the way home just happens to go by that particular park…that’s all. Oh. He’s still there. Sure enough, Izuku was still sprawled on his back in the middle of the playground, eyes closed, the kid he had so bravely defended long gone. The sun’s going down. He’s gonna catch a cold. Not that I care. He went over and crouched next to the green-haired boy. “Oi, shitty nerd. You sleeping?” Deku’s eyes slowly opened and he gazed at Kacchan with a tired, bleary and dead look.

“Go away Kacchan” he mumbled and closed his eyes again. Bakugo kicked him lightly. Bitch.

“Come on. It’s getting dark. You’ll get sick lying out here.” He snapped irritatedly.

“So? Why do you care?” His green, piercing eyes looking straight at Katsuki. Why do I care?

“Because auntie Inko and mom will kill me if they found out I left you out here by yourself now come on.” He whined. Izuku turned his head away silently with a faraway look on his face.

God, he’s in one of his fucking moods again he thought to himself with a sigh. For a quirkless Deku, he could be insufferably stubborn. Bakugo knew this first hand. Once Midoriya had set his mind on something it was impossible to stop him. Well, almost impossible. Nope. Not resorting to “that yet. He tried to pry the smaller boy off the ground but Izuku just went limp and refused to move. “Goddamnit Deku COME. ON. I wanna go home already~” he grunted before dropping him with a muttered curse.

“Just go without me. You always do anyway.” Midoriya sniffled, still not looking at the blonde boy. Bakugo groaned and plopped down next to him. I’m gonna have to use “that. Fucking hell.

“Tell you what. You get up and come home and…” *long drawn out sigh* Why me God? ”and we can watch that “Hero’s Beginning” show, documentary thingy you’re not allowed to watch at your house over at my place. Hmm?” Deku turned his head so fast Kacchan was surprised he didn’t get whiplash. There was a small spark back in the boy’s eyes.

“You hate   “A Hero’s Beginning”” Midoriya remarked with a suspicious squint. Yeah no shit. Bakugo threw his hands in the air in defeat and an eye roll.

“It’s that or staying out here to get kidnapped. Make your fucking choice already or else I really will leave you here.” He snapped. Izuku squinted a bit more.

“Can I have a green tea Ramune?” You must be out your godamn mind if you think I’m having another repeat of the “Incident”

“HELL NO! Not after last time!” Midoriya frowned a little. Quick! Compromise! “You can have a melon one. ONLY one.”

“And strawberry Pocky?” He asked hopefully. Would you like a fuckin unicorn while you’re at it your majesty?

“Fine, fine. Can we go now??” Katsuki sighed and picked himself up. He held out a hand to help up Izuku who gave him a small faint smile as he took it and got up.

“Okay Kacchan.”

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“That was amazing Kacchan!” the boy exclaimed as he flapped over.

“You were able to beat both those older kids at once!!” the other cheered, fingers extending in excitement. Bakugo sniffled and wiped away the few tears of pain he still had with a grin.

“Of course I did! A hero always wins no matter what!” He announced proudly. Midoriya peeked from around the tree he was hiding behind. That’s Kacchan! Always putting on a brave face even when he’s scared! The other kids didn’t notice, but that comment the older boys said about him being a villain really hit him hard he thought sadly.

“Oi Deku!” The green haired boy jumped, startled out of his thoughts. “You finally coming out of hiding?!” Bakugo called out with a laugh. Izuku pouted as he stepped around the tree and walked over.

“Ha ha! Good one Kacchan!” the other boys laughed. If I remember correctly, you two ran and hid as well assholes.

“Did you say something Deku?” Bakugo asked, causing Midoriya to jump again. Shit. Did I say any of that out loud??

“N-no.” he stammered out. Stop stuttering! This is why no one talks to you! “ Those injuries look pretty bad Kacchan. Do you want me to fix them?” he asked hopefully. Being the only one without a quirk somehow made him the gang’s medic by default.

“Tch. I don’t need your help Deku.” Katsuki snapped “I’m fine.” That didn’t stop Midoriya from noting the limp or the way his friend kept holding his side. But he wisely kept his mouth shut and said nothing.

 “Are you okay Kacchan?!” they called out as the boy sat up out of the water. His injuries still aren’t completely healed from that fight a couple days ago. Did he hit his head?? Without hesitating, Izuku slid down the bank to help.

“Ha! Yeah I’m fine! I’ll be back up in a bit!” Bakugo called back, with a sheepish grin.

“Are you hurt Kacchan?” Katsuki froze at the worried voice and outstretched hand. “It would’ve been bad if you hit your head” Midoriya fretted. God is he okay? Bakugo slapped the other boy’s hand away and got up angrily.

“Don’t you look down on me! I didn’t need your help Deku” he snarled and stomped up the bank, leaving Izuku in the water. Well I guess if he’s pissed enough to yell at me, he’s not that injured. Asshole. I’m just trying to help. He gave a little annoyed huff before crawling out of the creek and stumbled after the others. Midoriya and Bakugo pointedly ignored the other the rest of the day

 “You need to stop getting into so many fights Kacchan!” The freckled boy fussed as he patched up his friend in his kitchen. It’s getting old. “I’m not always gonna be there to fix you up.”

“Don’t tell me what to do Deku. I can take care of myself.” Bakugo huffed indignantly before wincing at the sting of the alcohol on his cheek “OW! THAT HURT YOU PIECE OF SHIT!” He pulled his face away from the cotton ball. Hold still dammit. Izuku grabbed him by the chin and roughly pulled him back to finish up.

“Oh grow up.” Midoriya snapped. If I have to suffer, so do you. “With the number of times I’ve had to fix you, you’d think you’d have gotten used to the sting by now” Katsuki just growled. Uh oh. He’s getting pissed. Hurry it up Izuku! “ There. Done.” He sighed, putting away the bandages and alcohol pads back into the little first aid kit he always carried around. He went over to the fridge to get one of the bags of ice he kept for times like these.

“Huh. You’ve gotten better at this.” Bakugo noted as he rubbed the band-aids covering his face and arms. With the amount of times I’ve had to clean you up I should fucking hope so. He tossed the blonde boy an ice bag wrapped in a paper towel and motioned to his cheek.

“I get a lot of practice.” Deku smirked as Kacchan placed the ice on his bruises.

“Oh go fuck yourself.” He grumbled back, too tired to go after him. Jeez, this is his what? 3rd fight this week?? He’s gonna get himself killed.

“Uh huh. What’s your excuse this time?” Midoriya sighed and rubbed his forehead. Bakugo just fidgeted uncomfortably.God I’m so tired. I’m only 6 for crying out loud. I shouldn’t be having to deal with this shit. “Never mind. I don’t wanna know.” he walked over to the couch in the next room and plopped down, turning on the tv. “If the invalid is able to move I’m gonna be watching “A Hero’s Beginning”!” he called out. There was a small groan from the kitchen and some shuffling.

“Again?? Do you watch anything else??” Bakugo whined as he sat down next to Izuku on the couch. Yes, but I’m gonna make you pay for all this. Midoriya scooted over before giving Kacchan a shit-eating grin.


 “You’re doing it again Deku” Bakugo grumbled as the little group of boys walked down to the convenience store. Oops. Was I mumbling again?

“Why do you do that Deku? It’s weird.” One of the other kids asked

“Weird? More like super creepy” the other shuddered. Oh, but having two huge bat wings coming out of your back isn’t??

“I don’t know why. Sometimes I think too fast and it ends up coming out of my mouth.” Deku shrugged helplessly “At least that’s what mama said”

“What were you thinking about?” the bat-winged boy asked, genuinely curious. You really want to know? Really?! Bakugo stiffened.

“No.” he whispered horrifiedly ”please don’t start him off again for the love of god.” Shut up Kacchan. Apparently only Midoriya heard because no one stopped him from answering.

“You know that new hero? Terracide? So people think that he has some sort of telekinetic earth powers since he can move the ground and rocks and such without directly touching them. But whenever he fights a part of him always needs to be touching the ground but if he’s telekinetic then he wouldn’t have to do that so why does he-“

“Oh look! We’re here!” Bakugo announced with a slight hint of relief, interrupting Izuku and stopping his train of thought. “Honestly Deku. Do us all a favor and stop mumbling these kinds of things” he sighed as they entered the store

“I can’t help it” He whined back I honestly can’t Kacchan. If I could I would’ve stopped a long time ago.

“Well then at least do it silently.” Was the snappish response. What the hell??

“How am I supposed to mumble silently?? The whole point of me talking out loud-“

“I don’t know??! Write it down or something! I don’t care!” Bakugo yelled back exasperatedly while snatching a bag of chips next to him in anger. Write it down? Izuku glanced over at the small aisle of school supplies. That’s actually not a bad idea…

The boys left the convenience store with the snacks they had originally planned to buy while another also left with a small, red, composition notebook clutched giddily to his chest. Bakugo shook his head in annoyance.

“I still can’t believe you bought it…”

 Midoriya Izuku was having a shit day. First, he’d been caught out in the rain on the way to school without an umbrella, so everything was sopping wet. Some random kids had knocked him over in the hallway, sending him and his stuff sprawling to the floor. One of Kacchan’s “friends” kept poking him through class making it impossible to pay attention. Then he ended up having to walk home alone with Kacchan. And now fucking this??

“PISS OFF ASSHOLES!” Bakugo screamed as he sent a blast towards one of the three older kids. Midoriya just laid in the mud where he had been shoved a few moments before, trying not to cry. WHY DOES THIS ALWAYS HAPPEN TO ME??!! He painfully got himself up and tried to hold the pissed off Katsuki back. Right before he got shoved back into the mud. Bitch.

“Let’s just go Kacchan!” Izuku cried out, staggering back up, completely covered in mud.


“You should listen to your friend you little shit.” One of the boys, the one with a water quirk of all things, snarled. Yes. Listen to the only voice of reason for the love of god.

“FUCK YOU!” was the immediate response. Midoriya gave a muddy facepalm. I’m so tired.

“You kiss your mother with that mouth?” the boy with vines growing all over him smirked.

“No, I kiss yours” came the angry comeback before a weak explosion blasted the plants trying to hold the blonde down. The third boy made his hands bigger and swung them at the by standing Izuku. Oh, he must have some sort of enlarging quirk. Wait- He vaguely registered what was happening before getting sent careening into Katsuki. Fuck that hurts!

“OW!” he screeched and scraped his cheek on the sidewalk as the two fell.

“GET OUT OF THE WAY DEKU!” Bakugo yelled and shoved Midoriya off of him roughly. ”YOU’RE USELESS IN A FIGHT WITHOUT A QUIRK! JUST GO!” Useless. The word echoed in Izuku’s head. Useless. Useless. Useless! He grit his teeth in anger and ran down the alley, away from the fight, away from his own uselessness.

 He made it down about a block before screeching to a stop. HOW DARE HE TELL ME I’M USELESS?!! He fumed. HOW FUCKING DARE HE!! Izuku turned right back around and started to run back, furious tears running down his cheeks. ASSHOLE!! EVERY TIME YOU GET HURT WHO FIXES YOU UP??! He dodged the people in his way. WHO’S ALWAYS STOOD UP FOR YOU NO MATTER WHAT??! He ignored the strange stares he got from the strangers he shoved aside. I CAN’T DO MUCH. He half-slid down the alley. BUT DAMMIT KACCHAN. He picked up a brick in his right hand and a random plank of wood in the other.


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“Awww~ how cute~” The water quirk boy drawled “Trying to play the hero and save your little friend?~”

“Let’s be honest though. He’s really more of a villain with that mouth and quirk.” Vine boy laughed. Okay. That one kinda hurt.

“HE’S NOT MY FRIEND!” Bakugo yelled back frustratedly. He was beaten, battered and bruised. He was sore in places he shouldn’t and truthfully, was kind of hurt at the fact that Deku had run off. “WHY WOULD ANYONE BE FRIENDS WITH THAT LOSER DEKU?!” Me. I’m his friend. Or at least I thought I was.

Oh? So you won’t mind if once we’re done we go after him next?~” water boy asks with a devilish grin. Wait. What?? Hold on. Wait a minute.

“Tch. Like I care about that useless quirkless loser.” Who can’t defend himself for shit! Ugh, he’s gonna get himself killed. Fuck. “But let’s just say it’ll be pretty hard for you to do anything if you’re DEAD!” he launched himself at them again, hands burning. One of the blasts landed and knocked big-hands over, but vine boy managed to pin Bakugo down. Shit. How did this happen? He could faintly feel some sort of stinging pain on the bridge of his nose. It’s fine. Deku will fix it for me.  He thought blearily, starting to lose consciousness. He noticed a familiar looking little green blur racing towards them, unseen by the three older kids. Haah~ I really am losing it. Because that looks an awful lot like-

“I’M! NOT! USELESS!!” Izuku screeched as he leapt at the boy currently strangling Katsuki and swung a hand with a is that a fucking BRICK?? There was a sickening *crunch* and *thud* as the brick connected with the vine boy’s skull, knocking him out immediately. Bakugo was dropped roughly as the vines loosened their grip on him. Is this even Deku?? The boy that stood over the body with a bloodied brick looked nothing like the calm, collected, shy boy he knew. This boy looked absolutely, terrifyingly, downright pissed. Midoriya promptly dropped the brick, got a better grip on the oh my god wHY DOES HE HAVE A PLANK OF WOOD?? swinging it with all his limited might at the head of the guy with the enlarging quirk. He hit him hard enough that the plank broke.

“THAT WAS FOR EARLIER YOU BITCH!!” He yelled triumphantly at the boy who staggered away, groaning with pain. He then turned to Bakugo, who was still sitting on the asphalt in shock, with a crazed wild fury in those teary green eyes. “WHO’S USELESS NOW KACCHAN?!?” He cackled, looking seconds away from breaking down sobbing.

“YOU LITTLE SH-“ The last boy started to move towards Midoriya who whipped around and yeeted the broken plank at the incoming boy’s face.

“SHUT UP!!” Izuku howled. “NOBODY GIVES A SHIT!!” Bakugo regained his senses and started running at Midoriya

“COME ON DEKU! WE GOTTA GO!” he yelled and tried to go down the alley Izuku had come from before screeching to a stop. This day keeps getting fucking better and better. He gave a wry grin and backed away slowly as the boy with an enlarging quirk blocked their exit. Damn, Deku got him good. There was thick red blood running down the boy’s face making him look even more alarming. “Gotta say buddy, red is so not your color.” The boy gave an angry shriek.

Fuck.” Izuku cursed and the two leapt out of the way as they narrowly avoided getting crushed by a giant hand.

“WHY ARE YOU HERE?!” Bakugo yelled as he dodged a torrent of water. “I DON’T NEED YOUR FUCKING HELP DIP-SHIT!!” Midoriya jumped out of the way of a swipe, grabbed a nearby empty beer bottle, smashed it and swung the jagged edges at the giant hands, landing a blow.

“WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU TALKING ABOUT??!” The two somehow ended up with their backs pressed against each other in defensive poses “YOU THINK I CAME BACK FOR YOU ASSHOLE?? YOU CAN TAKE CARE OF YOURSELF!!  I CAME HERE TO FUCK SHIT UP BECAUSE IV’E HAD ONE HELL OF A FUCKING DAY AND I’M FUCKING DONE WITH DEALING WITH THIS CRAP!!” He snapped. Oh. Of course he didn’t come back for you moron.

“STILL DIDN’T NEED YOUR HELP!” Midoriya just flipped him off before lunging at big hands. I’ll make you pay for that later. Katsuki managed to blast the water asshole, causing him to back off enough to give them an opening. Bakugo grabbed Midoriya by his free hand and dragged him down the alley. Izuku gave one last swipe with the bottle before tossing it and running after the blonde.  Oh god did this really happen?? Did I seriously just witness Deku of all people beating up kids older than him?? He glanced behind him and spotted a sobbing Midoriya running after him.

“I FUCKING KILLED SOMEONE KACCHAN!!” He wailed. Holy fuck is he seriously crying over this?? A loud sob verified it. Deku?? Killing someone?? This has got to be the most ridiculous thing ever- no it is the most ridiculous thing ever! A crazed and uncontrollable laugh escaped him as the two beaten up boys raced down the street. Why am I laughing? We could get into serious trouble! “STOP LAUGHING!!” Izuku screeched hysterically, also giggling through his hiccupping sobs “THIS ISN’T FUNNY!!” Somehow, this just made Bakugo laugh harder.

Maybe Deku isn’t so useless after all…

 I’m dead. I’m so fucking dead! I’ve killed a dude and Kacchan is just laughing about it on the floor!!

“IT’S NOT FUNNY!! KACCHAN WHAT IF I GET ARRESTED??” this just sent Bakugo into a whole new fit of laughter.

“SHUT UPP I’M TRYNIG TO FUCKIN BREATHE!” he gasped out between cackles. How is this remotely funny to you??!! Bakugo finally calmed down enough to roll over onto his back, hand over his mouth to try and stifle the giggles still coming out of him.

“Kacchan seriously!! What if I killed the boy?” Midoriya sobbed out, plopping down next to the giggly Katsuki who gave another snort.

“You couldn’t kill someone if you tried!” he laughed before sitting up That’s not helping!!  ”Besides, I saw he was still breathing so at most he’s got a concussion. Relax Deku.” He consoled.

“Are you sure?” Izuku sniffled. Bakugo shrugged.

“Pretty sure. I mean, no offence but you’re not that strong.”

“Gee. Thanks Kacchan.” He mumbled. Probably the only time I’ve ever been happy for being weak.

“Meaning-“ he snapped “that you probably didn’t do anything too permanent. Maybe…” he paused, thinking “I mean you did hit him with a brick…”

“I’M GOING TO JAIL!!” Midoriya wailed and started crying all over again.

“Holy fuck calm down I’m kidding! His buddies probably took him to the hospital or something!” Bakugo yelped, trying to calm down the hysterical boy. It took a few minutes but Midoriya finally regained his senses. They sat in silence for a moment, trying to register what happened.

“Did… did I really just beat up two kids older than me??” He whispered. This is just a dream…right? Katsuki snorted.

“As much as I hate to admit it, yeah. You did.” He gestured to Izuku’s beat up body with a small chuckle “got the scars to prove it and everything” Well that explains why I hurt. Hurt? Oh right, we’re injured! He glanced over at Kacchan, who was badly bruised and had a deep gash on the bridge of his nose.

“That cut looks deep Kacchan. We should probably get it fixed before it gets infected.” Izuku motioned to his nose before getting up painfully. Bakugo crossed his eyes trying to look at the wound

“Huh. Well that explains why my nose hurts.” He noted dazedly before also getting up. “Where’s your first aid-kit?”

“In my backpack” Midoriya mumbled dejectedly. It’s long gone by now. “ I lost it during the fight.”

“Well shit.” Bakugo cursed as he started the way home. “I lost mine too. That had my homework in it dammit.”

“Aw man! Mine too!” Izuku whined. Katsuki looked over his shoulder and gave Midoriya a genuine grin. One he hadn’t seen in years.

“Lost our homework and got the crap beat out of us huh? Looks like we’re stuck in the same boat Deku” he laughed

“What are you talking about? We totally won that fight!” Midoriya laughed back and followed his friend.

 “Take a shower!”

“I’m hurt you moron!”

“I can’t bandage you up if you’re covered in mud!! Take a fucking shower!!”

“But my cuts will sting~” Bakugo whined from atop the kitchen table. Midoriya shot him a glare. There’s no arguing with him right now is there?

“They’re gonna sting either way! Now go!” he slammed the first-aid kit next to him. Katsuki groaned and slid off the table. He had learned early on not to argue with Deku when getting fixed up. He’s so strict when he’s in nurse mode. Bakugo grumbled to himself. He quickly rinsed the mud off and slipped into some of Izuku’s old clothes that had been put out for him. Bakugo padded back into the kitchen where the medical stuff had already been laid out already. Midoriya came back a few minutes later, also freshly rinsed.

“Did you put the clothes in the wash?” He reminded

“Yes. But we’re gonna have to wait until my mom gets home because I don’t know how to run it.” Izuku sighed back “First things first. Let’s get that cut on your nose cleaned up. It looks pretty deep” He wrinkled his nose in thought “it’s probably gonna scar Kacchan”

“Nice. I get a scar!”

“This is gonna hurt” Midoriya warned as he doused a cotton ball in rubbing alcohol.

“Ha! Like a little alcohol is gonna- OW FUCK SHIT THAT STINGS!!”

“I told you!” he laughed. This continued for a while longer. Izuku patching Katsuki up while Katsuki cursed the pain away.

 “I don’t understand how you go though this all the time Kacchan” Midoriya grumbled putting on the final band-aid on his own forearm. “It hurts”

“You think this is bad, just wait ‘til you wake up tomorrow!” Bakugo chuckled darkly. It is so much worse in the morning. He was currently on the couch, draped over the back of it to watch Midoriya put away the medical stuff. “That’s when the bruises start to kick in” Izuku groaned.

“This is why I stay out of fights” he whined. Oh yeah. He does get out of the way when there’s a fight going on doesn’t he?

Hmm? Then why’d you get involved today? You don’t have a quirk, you could’ve gotten killed dumbass!” Midoriya hesitated, as if actually wondering himself why he did it.

“I’m not sure.” He mumbled. I swear to god if you did it because you thought I needed help I will blast you into next week fucker. As if he had read the other boy’s thoughts, Midoriya snaps “Like I said before. I didn’t come back for you jerk. I know you’re strong and are perfectly capable of taking care of yourself in a fight.” He gave a small, defeated sigh “I guess… I just wanted to prove myself. I’m tired of being treated as useless just because I don’t have a quirk.” he speaks bitterly and Bakugo feels guilty, knowing he’s part of the reason for that “I’m just so tired Kacchan. I’m so tired of it all.” Izuku walks over to the couch and plops down next to him. “Who am I kidding. I’m never gonna be a hero without a quirk” Something snaps inside Bakugo. Are you nuts?? I just saw you take down kids twice your size!! Ugh, I can’t stand looking at your little dejected face. Fuck this.

Bullshit. Who said you couldn’t be a hero?” Katsuki yells, getting up and startling Midoriya “You took down those fuckers without hesitation! You’re one of the smartest people in class and I’ve seen you stand up for people completely undeserving of kindness! Hell, you stick around with me, a complete asshole, for fuck’s sake!!” Maybe all isn’t lost quite yet. You’re gonna be one of the best hero’s out there just you wait. I’ll make sure of it. “Just wait Zuzu! You’re gonna be the number 2 hero that surpasses even All Might! You and I are gonna be the two goddamn best hero's this world has ever seen!!” he announced before sitting back down next to him. Izuku giggles and hugs Katsuki excitedly.

“You mean it Kacchan?!” he asks, those damn bright green eyes filled with hope

“Hell yeah!!” We’re gonna be the best hero’s ever!

“Wait. If I’m number two, who’s gonna be number one??” Katsuki swats him playfully

“Me dumbass!! Who else?!! You can be a close second though I guess…”

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“Whoa! What happened to you Kacchan?!” the boy with extendable fingers asked. Their little group was walking to school together. Midoriya hung back like always.

“Heh. I got into a fight again.” Bakugo chuckled, grinning proudly through the cuts and bruises covering his face. “I’m fine. Deku patched me up good.”

“Wow! Did you win?” the other asked.

“Of course we won!! A hero never backs down!!” the boy with wings and the one with long fingers glanced at each other curiously

“We??” they chorused. Katsuki pointed at Izuku, slightly proud.

“Yep! Believe it or not, our little quirkless Deku took on those villains too! Not that I needed the help. I could’ve won that fight all by myself.” He huffed. Fingers and Wings looked at Midoriya with a new sense of respect and admiration.

“Deku?? How?? You don’t have a quirk!” Fingers asked in awe. Izuku turned a bright red.

“Tell ‘em Deku!” Bakugo goaded on.

“Um… I-I ma-may or may n-not have hit them with a brick…and some wood…” Izuku trailed off, embarrassed by all the attention he was receiving. The two boys looked at him with horror.

“And a broken bottle! He was fuckin ruthless!! Like, seriously, I thought he was gonna kill them or something!” Bakugo cackled. Izuku somehow turned a darker shade of scarlet. “That shit was straight out of a movie!”

“Using a brick and wood? That doesn’t sound very fair-” Wings started

“The world isn’t fair” Midoriya snapped. They all flinched at his outburst “They used their quirks and ganged up on me. I was just leveling the playing field.” He gave a sadistic grin.

“Careful now!” Bakugo laughed “or you might be next in the hospital” Wings and Fingers paled slightly.

“Wait. He sent them to the hospital??”

“I know one of them for sure” Katsuki hummed as Izuku sped up to walk right next to him proudly. Bakugo made no motion for him to move and the power shift in their small group was clearly noticed “Guess having your skull smashed in with a fucking brick does that to people”

 “No offence Deku, but you’re piss poor weak.” Bakugo said, kicking his feet slightly while on a swing.

“Thanks Kacchan” Izuku muttered on the swing next to him.

“Which means-“  he snapped “if you wanna become a hero, you need to get stronger.” Izuku looked at him with a scrunched up face.


“All the best hero’s train dummy. And you” he poked his finger into Midoriya’s chest “need serious training. It was the element of surprise and sheer dumb luck you walked out of that fight alive.”

“Kacchan… I’m fucking eight. What the heck did you expect??”

“I’m not saying you gotta become the next All Might by next week” Bakugo snarled “All I’m saying is that maybe you should look into taking martial arts or something so you don’t keep getting your ass kicked” Izuku pondered it for a bit

“Well… mom did say I should probably learn some basic self-defense since I’m quirkless” he spat out the last word.

“See?? Even auntie has the same idea!”

“I guess so” Midoriya mumbled dejectedly. Katsuki noticed his mood change and sighed

“Look. Since you’re quirkless, people will always believe you’re weak. That makes them put their guard down which gives you the chance to beat the ever-loving shit out of them.” he explained, surprisingly patient “But surprise can only take you so far. Which is why you gotta learn how to fight Deku.”

“Fine” Midoriya sighed in defeat as he hopped off the swing and began to pack his things. ”I’ll talk to mom about it.”

“Atta boy Deku!” Bakugo cheered before blasting his swing higher and waving goodbye from the top.

 “Hurry up Izuku! You don’t want to be late for your first lesson right?” Inko called from the end of the hallway.

“Coming mama!” Izuku responded as he bolted out of his room. To be honest, I’m kind of excited about this he thought as he bounded down the apartment stairs to meet his mother.

When Midoriya had mentioned to his mother that he had wanted to learn self-defense, Inko just about started crying with relief.

But Izu, why now?” she had asked once she had calmed down. Izuku just shrugged, not wanting to mention that Kacchan had recommended it for hero training.

I want to make sure I can stand up for myself. Just in case.” He hated lying to his mother but, what she didn’t know wouldn’t hurt. Mrs. Midoriya immediately began looking into local dojos and found a Krav Maga place only a 5-minute walk from their house.

“Look Izuku! There’s gymnastic lessons next door!” Inko pointed out. Sure enough, there was a small gym next to the dojo. Learning gymnastics isn’t such a bad idea either. It would probably help with flexibility and dodging attacks, all the things heroes should able to do. Not to mention-  “Izuku dear. You’re doing it again” Inko giggled as she interrupted her son’s muttering.

“Ah. Sorry” he apologized. The door gave a little jingle as mother and son entered.

“Hi! You must be the Midoriyas!” A tall, dark haired man in a black Gi welcomed from behind the glass counter next to the door. He walked around to shake Inko’s hand “I’m Eichi Akihiro sensei! We talked over the phone a couple days ago!”

“Midoriya Inko. It’s so nice to meet you!” Inko gushed as she shook the teacher’s hand.   

“It’s nice to meet you too. And this must be my new student?” he questioned, smiling down at the small, green-haired boy hiding behind his mother’s legs. Izuku smiled bashfully back and nodded. “Well it’s nice to meet you also. Let me get you situated. MASHIRAO!” he called out to the group of students running drills. A tall, blond boy about Izuku’s age put down the pad he’d been holding up for another classmate and jogged over.

“Yes sensei?” he asked. Eichi smiled proudly at the tailed boy standing in front of them

“Midoriyas, this is Mashirao Ojiro, one of my most promising students.” He introduced. Ojiro fiddled with his orange belt bashfully, although his wagging tail betrayed his pride at being complimented. Eichi then gestured to the half hidden Izuku.

“This is our new student, Midoriya Izuku. Make sure you make him feel welcome Mashirao” he ordered. Ojiro stood up a little straighter.

“Yes sensei.” The teacher turned back to the mother and child

“Don’t worry, Mashirao will get him situated in no time.” He reassured. The blonde boy smiled and grabbed Izuku’s hand, dragging him out from behind his hiding spot.

“Come on. I’ll take you over to the rest of the white belts. They’re warming up with Kana-sensei.”

“A-ah. Okay…” Izuku stammered out as he followed after his upper classmate with a small smile. This kid’s energy is infectious. I wonder if he and Kacchan would get along?

 Midoriya Izuku quickly fell into a routine. He would quickly race home every Monday to grab his gear before running down to the dojo. After a lot of begging and promised chores, Izuku also somehow convinced his mother to let him join a gymnastics class and every Wednesday he’d hurry home to change for his new class. His body was constantly sore, but a good kind of sore, the kind you got after a good workout. And he wore his new bruises with pride, a badge of honor.

His usual way home after training always took him by a particular alley. He never really paid it much attention but today there was a flash of pink in the darkness. Pink?? Wait, what? He paused and backtracked. What the heck was that?

He peered around the corner curiously. There was a group of teenagers hanging around, climbing the dumpsters, chain-link fences and running up the walls as far as they could. Among the chaos was a small, horned, pink haired and skinned girl around Midoriyas age who seemed to be enjoying herself and mimicking the older kids as best as possible. He watched in awe as they flipped and lept all over the place, finally scrambling up to the rooftops when they got bored. It seemed rough but there was a sort of gracefulness about it all.

The image of the people who seemed to effortlessly dance over the alleys obstacles was all Izuku could think of for the next few days.

 “-ku. Deku! OI SHIT HEAD!!” Bakugo screeched, slamming an exploding palm on Midoriya’s desk, pissed at being ignored. Izuku was startled out of his thoughts. Fuck was he talking to me? I wasn’t paying attention!!

“Yes Kacchan?” He asked sweetly, stalling for time.

“Don’t ‘Kacchan’ me asshole” Katsuki snarled. “You have no fucking clue what I was talking about do you?” Midoriya sighed in defeat. It was worth a shot.

“Sorry Kacchan.” He gave a tired yawn and rubbed his eyes “Just a bit distracted that’s all.” Something that seemed like worry flashed over Katsuki’s face for a split second before it went back to its usual passive-aggressive bitchface mode. Must’ve imagined it.

“Stop over exerting yourself dumbass. It’s no fun beating you up if you’re too tired to fight back.” He huffed. How sweet. “Now did you finish the science homework or not? Its due today.” Hang on. Wait.

“The what now??”

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Izuku was sent sprawling to the floor and just lay there. His fellow white belts snickered at his humiliation.

“Watch it or you’re next” Kana-sensei warned. They all promptly shut up

“Huh. It does work.” He muttered and pushed himself back up, brushing his Gi off.

“Alright Midoriya.” Kana-sensei clapped her hands ”Let’s try that again shall we?” Izuku screamed internally.

“Uh… how ‘bout letting Botan-kun have a go instead sensei?” he tried. Botan, a pink-haired white belt, gave an unhappy yelp.

“N-no no that’s okay! You do a better job of falling Midoriya-kun!” the boy stammered out

“But I’m the only one getting pummeled over here~” he whined before sauntering over to where the rest of the white belts were sitting and trying to avoid his gaze, back turned to sensei and an evil grin on his face “That’s not really fair now is it?~”

“Midoriya-kun has a point! You can’t learn without experience! Who’s gonna be the next volunteer?” Sensei cheered, oblivious to the death glares Izuku was sending the other students.

 “Your form is looking much better Midoriya” his teacher praised “looks like you’ve been practicing”

“Thank you Annaisha-sensei!” the freckled boy untangled himself from his pose and stretched. He mindlessly began trying to cartwheel around, trying to see how far he could go without falling. So far his record was 2. I’ll get better he thought as he faceplanted in the mat again. I’m already more flexible than before so that’s gotta count for something right? Still, it was hard not to feel discouraged as he watched older, more experienced students perform flips and tricks on the equipment. That’ll be me someday. He brushed himself and tried once more.

 That weird kid is here again. Mina thought to herself as she walked over to the usual meet up alley. What’s he doing anyway? She gave a little grin and snuck up behind him.

“Can I help you?” she asked the green, curly haired boy in front of her. How is it possible for someone to jump that high? She thought with amusement as the boy whipped around, bright red with embarrassment. Mina put on an angry face, secretly enjoying the way the kid squirmed under her glare.

“Ah! Um- well, you s-see I-I was-it’s not what you-th-the thing is-“the boy tripped over his words nervously. He’s so adorable!

“What are you doing here? Are you stalking us or something?” Oh my god how is it possible for a person to turn that shade of red?? “Who are you? Why do you keep watching us?”

“W-well th-the thing is that stuff you do” he flailed his arms around. Does he mean Parkour? “It’s super cool! And I was kinda hoping I could learn some things by watching you guys…” he trailed off sheepishly. “I’m sorry. I’ll leave.” There’s no way I can turn this kid away now. She grinned, grabbed his arm and dragged him down the alley to where the group was waiting.

“You just wanted to learn how to parkour? Why didn’t you just say so?! I’ll be happy to teach you some moves!” Mina exclaimed happily

“Wait! I don’t even know your name!” the boy shrieked behind her. She looked over her shoulder at the flustered boy and beamed.

“Ashido Mina! Nice to meet you!” the boy grinned back

“Midoriya Izuku”

 “You’re doing what now?”

“It’s called parkour Kacchan! It’s really cool!” Izuku gushed. The two boys were on the swings at the local park eating popsicles. “It’s kinda like gymnastics! Except if you fall you plummet two stories to your death.” He finished darkly before brightening back up “But it’s okay! They’re starting me off easy and teaching me how to fall safely!” How the fuck do you fall safely??

“You’re gonna get yourself killed that’s what you’re gonna fucking do!” Bakugo snapped and swatted the back of the green-haired boy’s head. “I can see it on the news already. ‘Local Dumbass Gets Himself Killed While Jumping Over Buildings Like the Fucking Moron He Is’ Does auntie know about this??”

“Erm… no…not really…” Midoriya fidgeted awkwardly. I’m gonna end up fucking covering for him aren’t I? Katsuki threw his popsicle stick at Izuku angrily

“Are you fucking kidding me?? This is a whole new level of stupidity, even for you Deku.”

“She’d kill me if she found out what I was actually doing!!” He protested. Oh believe me, it’s not auntie you’ll have to be worried about in a bit.

“What does she think you’re doing?” Bakugo asked suspiciously. Midoriya wouldn’t meet his eyes. “Either you tell me, or I beat it out of you Deku.” He warned

“Having playdates with friends.” Izuku muttered. Katsuki buried his face in his hands and groaned. Out of all the shit excuses. “Which is technically true!!” he tried “She was so excited about me having friends she didn’t really question it. And it’s not like she’ll have time to check, what with her job and everything…” I swear he’s gonna be the death of me. Just put it on my gravestone. ‘Cause of Death: Best Friend is a Fucking Idiot’

That’s it. I’m done.” He hopped off the swing “Get over here so I can beat your ass into the ground.” He snapped as he started to stretch. Midoriya just groaned and slid off his swing unwillingly.

“Do we have to do this today?? I’m tired~” he whined, already begrudgingly getting into a fighting stance.

“You still haven’t landed so much as a single blow on me, and I’m going easy on your loser ass. You really think you’re gonna become a hero with those shoddy fighting skills??” He gave a wolfish grin and slammed an exploding fist into his palm “Even those weaklings at school could take you down. Now man up and fight!” He lunged at Izuku, palms sparking

“You know, to anyone else, this looks a lot like abuse Kacchan.” He muttered before raising his arms to defend against the incoming kick “Or bullying. Take your pick.”

“Oh shove it up your ass.”

 “Whoa. What happened to you Midoriya-kun?” Ojiro asked worriedly. My asshole of a friend decided that beating me up at every opportunity would be a good training exercise.

Got into a fight. Nothing too big” he shrugged and punched the pad Ojiro was holding up for him angrily.

“You need us to beat someone up for you Izu-kun?” another white belt with short, uncontrollable, lilac hair, Azami, asked. She held up her fists. “I’ll do it. You know I will.”

“Someone’s messing with Izu-sempai?” Botan chimed in, seemingly appearing out of nowhere. He flexed his short silver claws “Who do we have to beat up Azami-chan?”

“No one’s beating anyone up!” Midoriya hissed and punched the pad even harder. They all gave him a look.

“Midoriya. You realize this is a martial arts class right?” Ojiro pointed out, lowering the sparring pad to better look at Izuku. “Beating people up is kinda what we do, which I will gladly resort to if someone is messing with you” Not you too Ojiro! I trusted you! Izuku threw his hands up in exasperation.


“IF YOU HAVE TIME TO CHIT-CHAT, YOU HAVE TIME TO TRAIN!” Eichi-sensei yelled from the other side of the room. The four of them froze in terror “THIS ISN’T SOME SLEEPOVER TO TALK ABOUT FEELINGS! GET BACK TO YOUR DRILLS BEFORE I COME OVER THERE!!”


 “You ready for this Midori-chan?” Mina asked

“Not in the slightest.” He answered back uncertainly. Hana came and ruffled his hair playfully with a small laugh

“What do we always say O-toto?” She walked up to the edge of the roof and looked back at the two younger kids, light blue ponytail swaying in the wind “You just gotta take a leap of faith” she stepped off and disappeared over the edge, before coming up on the other roof, seemingly by magic.

“HOW MANY TIMES DO I GOTTA TELL YOU NOT TO FUCKING DO THAT??” Hisoki howled, arms extended and quirk activated. His grey eyes gleamed murderously and Hana just doubled over in laughter “YOU CAN’T KEEP EXPECTING ME TO CATCH YOU!!” he angrily sent a gust of wind at her, knocking her down.

“SEE MIDO-KUN?!” Hana yelled from the other roof “LEAP OF FAITH!!” Hisoki whipped around to Izuku

“Pull something like that on purpose and I’m letting you fall.” He warned. Midoriya nodded, fighting off a small smile. They wouldn’t let him fall and they all knew it.

“Did Princess walk off the roof again?” a boy with black hair and orange streaks asked, amused. He set down the convenience store bags he was holding

“She’s gonna be the death of us” a tanned girl with an under cut, dyed purple hair and freckles grinned

“Daitan, Tamako talk some sense into her!!” Hisoki whined

“You know how useless that would be” Daitan chuckled. “Ah! Mido-chan, Mina-chan! You’re here!”

“Daitan oni-san!” the two little ones cheered

“Hey! Tamako one-san is here too!” The girl protested.

“Have any of the others shown up yet? Daitan asked, ignoring Tamako.

“NO!” Hana yelled, still on the other roof “WE’RE STILL WAITING ON UTA, HIROKI AND TAKA!!”

“Well I suppose we might as well eat while we wait” Daitan shrugged “ No point in letting this food get-“

“Hey! What are you doing up here!??” the group turned around and saw a security guard running towards them “Don’t move!!”

“Fuck! It’s security!!”Tamako yelped and raced to the edge and bounded to the other side

“Time to go!” Daitan yelled, put the plastic bag in his mouth and lept after her. The other three raced to the edge and Midoriya panicked. No way I can make that jump!! Mina and Hisoki danced over gracefully.

“You can make it O-toto!!” Tamako yelled encouragingly. He glanced over his shoulder at the incoming security guard. Fuck it. Kacchan was right. I’m gonna die. He grit his teeth and braced himself

“Leap of faith!!” Mina called out. At least I’m going out with a bang.

He pushed off and jumped.

“Fucking hell kid” Daitan laughed as he scooped up the sprawled Midoriya off the roof and set him on his feet, pushing him after the group running away “We gotta work on your landings because that was the funniest way I’ve ever seen someone jump”

 “Get out of the way Deku” Bakugo snarled and shoved Midoriya aside “you’re blocking up the whole hallway!!” Izuku just yawned in response

“Sorry” He muttered as he stumbled aside for the blond and his cohorts to pass.

“Either get some fucking sleep or stop standing in the middle of the path moron!” He snapped and continued on his way.

“Uh huh. Sure” he answered blearily.

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“And that, is how you get free food from strangers” Hana announced, wiping the fake tears away. No one paid her any heed

“Are you done? This 6-year-old is giving me a run for my money” the blond boy snapped

“Actually I’m eleven so shut up Hiroki-sempai.” Midoriya grinned as he snatched up his winnings. Hiroki gasped in mock offence and swiped at the boy who just ducked. Someone had made the mistake of teaching Izuku how to play poker a couple weeks ago and now they were all paying for it. Literally.

“How the fuck has he won the past 3 games in a row??” Tamako grumbled as she handed her cards to Daitan to shuffle. Even Daitan seemed impressed by the small pile of loot Midoriya had acquired

“Its that little bambi look on his face.” Uta theorized. He’d quit after the first few rounds of getting his ass beat at “Go Fish” by Mina. “Makes you think he can do no wrong”

“Me??” Izuku gasped innocently. “It’s beginners’ luck that’s all” he cooed sweetly. Hana gave him a high five. Apparently someone had been listening to her lessons on manipulation.

“Cut the crap!” Hisoki snapped “You learned how to play before we taught you admit it” He’d just lost 2,000 yen to Midoriya in a game of Blackjack. Izuku just grinned.

“Nope!” he popped the ‘p’ and stuck some more Pocky into his mouth. “I’m just a quick learner” Hisoki gave an unhappy shriek.

“Deal me in! I’m gonna whoop Mido-chan’s ass!” he promised

“Didn’t you say that 5 games ago?” The red-head, Taka chimed in, slightly amused

“SHADDUP!” Hisoki answered and snatched his cards up. They played in silence before Izuku put his cards down

“Straight flush.” He announced.


They never did find the rest of the cards.

 Izuku swung haphazardly on the parallel bars, trying to perform a handstand. Almost… got it!! I did it!!

“Midoriya-kun! Can you come here for a minute?!” Annaisha-sensei called out, causing Izuku to lose his concentration and slip. Fuck! He spread his legs out and managed to catch himself on a bar with one of them. He could hear the chuckles of other students as he hung there lopsidedly. He shot them a glare, which only made them laugh harder, grabbed the bar and flipped himself right side up before dropping to the mat below.

“Yes sensei?” he asked as he jogged over. “Did you need something?” He took out the hairclips that were beginning to fall out of his curls and fixed them to get his bangs out of the way.

“Midoriya, I want you to meet our newest student” she stepped aside and there stood a girl his age, with straight hair the same shade of green and what could only be described as frog like qualities. “Why don’t you introduce yourself?” She asked the girl

“Hello. My name is Tsuyu Asui” She held out her hand in greeting “You can call me Tsu” Midoriya shook her hand excitedly.

“It’s nice to meet you Tsu-chan! I’m Midoriya Izuku!” he introduced himself excitedly.

“Midoriya-kun here will introduce you to the rest of the class” Annaisha explained with a reassuring smile “why don’t you take Tsuyu over to the mats to meet everyone?”

“Sure sensei! Come on, this way!” once they were out of ear shot of the teacher Midoriya turned to Tsuyu. “Note of warning, be prepared to be shoved into the infinite hole of inescapable death” he warned “It’s kind of an initiation thing here.”

“The what now??” she asked bewilderedly

“Foam pit.” He explained with a haunted look on his face “Just play dead and you should be fine… Probably”

 “Midoriya! Come here for a sec.”

“Yes sensei?” The boy jogged over in his head gear and gloves. Eichi motioned for his small student to come closer, as if about to reveal a secret.

“Alright listen up Midoriya. Most of your opponents, are they taller or shorter than you?” he asked

“Taller?” Izuku answered, confused.

“And do they use their fists or their legs when fighting?” Midoriya thought about it for a bit

“Their fists?” Eichi nodded.

“So why are you still trying to use your short little arms trying to fight??” He questioned. Midoriya froze. He has a point. My legs have way better reach than my arms. “ Most of your opponents are going to be taller than you and have a much better reach with their arms, meaning that’s what they use to their advantage. However,” he turned Midoriya to face the sparring round and pointed to the taller boy in the ring. “only using your fists also has a huge disadvantage.” The other student landed a blow in the other’s stomach with a well-timed roundhouse. Oh!

“They can’t block their bodies as well as their faces.” Izuku blurted out. His teacher nodded.

“Exactly. Use your legs to keep your opponents away and then,” He demonstrated by throwing a side kick, dropped his foot down closer to the invisible target and followed up with rapid punches. “get in close to finish them off. Got it?” Midoriya nodded excitedly. “Good. From now on I want you to focus on your kicks and combos okay?”

“I will! Thanks Sensei!”

 “Well would you look at that” Bakugo sneered as he staggered back from a harsh blow Izuku had dealt him “You’re finally getting smart with your fighting.”

“I’ve been practicing” Midoriya grinned back, wiping the blood off his busted lip.

“Using your fucking legs I see” he snapped back as he threw an exploding swipe at the boy who dodged and followed immediately with a front kick. “only one problem Deku” Katsuki dodged the kick easily, grabbed the leg and threw his friend to the ground, pinning him immediately. “If you telegraph your next move like that, they get a lot easier to expect and counteract.” He stepped off of the boy and gave a victorious grin. “And once again, I win.”  

“How??” Midoriya groaned and sat up painfully, rubbing the back of his head. Bakugo rolled his eyes as if it were the most obvious thing in the world. He pointed at Izuku’s limbs

“Your arms. You drop them right before you kick. Easy to spot” he explained.

“Shit. Really?” he looked at his arms angrily “I didn’t even know I was doing it”

“It happens.” Bakugo shrugged and sat down next to him “ It’s also harder to get your guard back up after you kick when you do that which leaves you vulnerable. So I just gotta fucking beat it out of you.”   

“Please don’t.”

“No promises. But while we’re on the topic of weaknesses, why don’t you ever attack my left side?” He asked bewilderedly “I fucking suck at guarding it. I’m surprised you haven’t gone for it yet”

“Huh. I never noticed” Midoriya mused. Bakugo punched his shoulder

“How the fuck did you not notice?? You need to constantly be analyzing your fucking opponent, find their weakness, and make them fucking pay for it.”

“But yesterday you told me to stay in the fucking moment and stop over fucking analyzing things!” Izuku whined “Make up your mind already!”

“I know what I fucking said, and I still stand by that” Katsuki snapped. “ Find a balance between the two shitty nerd, you’re smart enough.”

“Ugh” He ruffled his own hair “You’re making my head hurt. Or I have a concussion”

“You’re fine.” Bakugo huffed and tugged at one of the long locks of green hair “And another thing, get a fucking haircut! You can’t fight if you can’t even see who the fuck you’re fighting”

 Comeoncomeonlanditlandit-YES! Midoriya landed lightly on his feet. His classmates applauded politely

“Great job Midoriya-kun!” Kazashi gushed “New record!” Izuku threw a fist in the air excitedly

“Nice!” he cheered “Alright Sempai’s, try and top that!” he challenged with a cheeky grin.

“Ha ha nope!” one of the older girls called out “you win Izu-kun! We yield! You hold the new record of consecutive back-flips in a row!” 

“Alright, alright everyone back to practice!” Annaisha-sensei laughed. Midoriya dusted his hands and went over to the balance beam to practice some his parkour moves.

“That was amazing Mido-kun!” Tsuyu exclaimed as she jogged over. Izuku gave her an upside-down grin as he was currently in a handstand on the beam.

“Thank you Tsu-chan! I’ve been working on it for a while” he righted himself back up and spun around on one foot. “Took me forever to get it down though” he danced over to one end “hang on, back up a bit Tsu-chan. I don’t wanna hit you on accident” he took a deep breath before doing two back handsprings, twisted off and landed shakily on the mat. “still need to work on my landings” he muttered and hopped back on.

“how do you do that?” Tsuyu asked. Midoriya chuckled.

“Just keep your eyes on where you need to land and hope you don’t miss” he held out a hand to help her up “Come on. I’ll help you”

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“You actually managed to hit me you little shit” Bakugo grinned and retaliated with a left hook and front kick, shoving the green haired boy back. Midoriya grinned giddily back as he bounced lightly on his feet.

“I’ll beat you some day Kacchan” he warned and dropped to the ground, trying to sweep Katsuki’s legs from under him. The blonde just kicked up some of the dust into the other’s eyes. “Ack! No fair Kacchan~” he whined as Bakugo took advantage of the distraction to tackle Izuku to the ground.

“Like you always say.” He snickered as he sat atop the other boy’s chest triumphantly “The world isn’t fair.” Midoriya frowned at him, eyes still red from the dirt

“That was a dirty move” he pouted.

“Oh and a fucking villain is above using something like that?” Katsuki scoffed back “Without a quirk, you gotta learn how to use everything to your advantage. Level the fucking playing field. Bring them down to your level and destroy them. Hit ‘em first, hit ‘em fast, hit ‘em hard and most importantly, no fucking mercy” he emphasized his point with a blast at near the other’s head “Make ‘em regret ever being fucking born”

“Great lesson Kacchan. Now could you please get off me?” he asked, struggling pitifully under Bakugo’s weight. Instead, the blonde fell backwards and draped himself over his friend

“You know what?” he grinned “I really don’t think I can”

“Get off!!” Midoriya whined, trying to get out from under him

“Nah.” He drawled with a fake yawn “I’m a bit tired. I might just take a nap”

“Don’t you fucking dare!!” he screeched, knowing his friend was capable of falling asleep almost instantly “Get off of me!!”

“Make me.” Izuku tried and failed at getting up. Repeatedly.

“Fuck you Kacchan!”

 “Where the fuck are we going shitty nerd?” Katsuki whined as he unhappily trailed behind Izuku “We’ve been walking forever~”

“Oh shut up.” Midoriya snapped “We’ve been walking for three godamn minutes”

“FOREEVVVEEEERRRR~” Bakugo groaned, head tilted back “Not everyone has your freaky parkour endurance asshole!” Izuku just muttered and shook his head. Bakugo turned up his hearing aids “You fuckin say something bitch?”

“No.” was the immediate response

“Nah, nah” he heated up his palms “Go ahead. Say it to my fucking face coward” Midoriya looked back before flipping him off, sticking his tongue out and taking off full speed down the sidewalk.

“THAT’S IT. YOU’RE FUCKING DEAD DEKU.” He howled and raced after him. Midoriya swung inside a small boba tea shop down the road and dove behind the counter to escape Bakugo’s explosive rage when he burst in after him.

“Sou-chan! Help me!” Izuku wailed as he peeked out from behind a young, purple-haired cashier about his own age.

“Uh huh. And what did you do this time Mido-kun?” The boy answered back, not at all phased by the intrusion, and continued taking orders.

“It wasn’t my fault!”

“THE HELL YOU MEAN IT WASN’T YOUR FAULT??!” Bakugo screeched back trying to get around the purple-haired obstacle to blast Izuku. The two chased the other around the small cashier before he stuck out a tray, causing Midoriya to smack into it and Katsuki to crash into Midoriya.

“Ow! What the heck Sou-chan??”

“If you’re not here to buy something then get out” he ordered with the authority of someone way older than 11. He tapped his foot impatiently, arms crossed and glaring at the two boys sitting on the floor in shock

“Who the fuck are you?” Bakugo snapped back “Who the fuck is this Deku?” he turned to the green haired boy

“Aww~ don’t be like that Sou-chan~” he whined playfully

“Don’t just fucking ignore me nerd!”

“I’m trying to do my job” he answered, ignoring the fuming blonde on the floor “either buy something so my parents don’t kill me or get out and let me do my job”

“Why are you so mean?” Midoriya pouted.

“Someone explain or so help me I’m blasting both of you fuckers into next week” Katsuki snarled, palms sparking up dangerously. The strange boy just smirked. Oh that’s it. This bastard’s dead.

“Kacchan this is Sou-ch- erm, Hitoshi Shinsou” Izuku explained “His parents run the best boba tea place in town. I come here all the time with Mina one-chan and the others. Sou-chan, this is Kacch- uh, Bakugo Katsuki. God that felt weird to say.” He muttered the last part with a shudder.

“Nice to finally meet the infamous Kacchan~” Shinsou snickered “I’ve heard a lot about you”

“Get fucked.” Bakugo snarled back and got up “Come on shit-head.” He ordered at Izuku “if you’re not gonna buy anything then let’s go”

“No no! I wanted a tea!” Midoriya squealed and lept over the counter to the other side. “The usual Sou-chan!” Hitoshi took down the order

Is blondie over here gonna get something or not?” he asked and gave a pointed glare at Bakugo as he slid over the counter next to Midoriya. Bakugo flipped him off, too tired at this point to blast the asshole. This kid isn’t half bad. At least he sticks up for himself. Cheeky bitch.

“You got anything spicy?” he asked as he looked over the menu. Shinsou blinked.

“Like…a drink??” he baffled. Katsuki rolled his eyes. What else did you think moron?

“No a spaceship” he answered sarcastically “Yes a fucking drink.”

“Uh… no…” he searched the menu behind him “we don’t have a spicy drink. We do, however, have some spicy takoyaki”

“Fine. That and whatever the fuck the dragon fruit and lychee one is. Extra tapioca pearls”

“No extra tapioca pearls! You always spit them at me” Izuku complained. Katsuki grinned

“Kinda the whole point. Let’s see how good you’ve gotten at dodging shit”

Midoriya pouted at Bakugo but paid for the drinks and went over to grab a booth. Hitoshi came over and dropped the drinks off.

“Oh yeah I almost forgot Sou-chan!” Izuku blurted out and dug around in his pockets before pulling out a small gift-wrapped box, tied with a little string and handed it to the surprised boy “Happy birthday!”

“He has a birthday in July too?” Katsuki asked as he stabbed the straw into his tea. “Go figure.”

Shinsou opened up the little gift, trying and failing to hide his excitement. He held up a little Plus-Ultra keychain, much like the one Midoriya and Bakugo carried on their backpacks. In fact, it actually did look a lot like- Katsuki choked on his drink and dissolved into a fit of coughing.

“How did you…” he trailed off looking at the little trinket with joy

“I noticed you were always looking at mine and figured you might want one too” Izuku shrugged with a little smile, glancing over at his still hacking friend. “I wanted to get you an Eraserhead one since you like him so much but he doesn’t have any merch.” He explained, suddenly getting shy “Do you like it?”

“DO I LIKE IT??” Shinsou cried out before calming down and restraining the grin on his face “Ahem. I mean, it’s nice I guess.” he shrugged nonchalantly “Thanks Mido-kun” he picked up the tray and practically skipped off. Bakugo gave a gasp of air and came back up from where he was dying.

“Where did you fucking get that??” he coughed out raspily, chugging down more of his tea before continuing “You and I both know the only way to get one of those is with a limited edition All-Might figure from five years ago!!”

“Sho-san got it for me.” Midoriya answered innocently with a shrug


“Shohin. He gives me lots of stuff for running errands for him. He’s a friend of Daitan Oni-san.” He snatched a takoyaki from Bakugo and popped it in his mouth “He found out I wanted something for Sou-chan and offered to give it to me if I dropped off his backpack with a friend in Housei” oh like that’s not suspicious at all.

“You went all the way to Housei??” Katsuki hissed “Are you fucking nuts??”

“Mina and Taka went with me!” he protested “Besides, I had my flame thrower” It took all of Bakugo’s limited self-restrain not to reach over and strangle Izuku. He rubbed his forehead tiredly and sighed, taking a long draught of his drink.

“I think it’s time for you to file for a taser”

 “Move it Deku!” Fingers cackled as he shoved Midoriya aside. Izuku quickly righted himself and spun out of the way of the incoming pushes from the rest of the group. Bakugo tripped up his feet from under him and Midoriya almost lost his balance and fell. Almost. Katsuki ‘Tched’ but there was a small nod of approval as he passed by.

The rest of the school day went the same. Homeroom, dodging projectiles from his classmates, Math and English lessons, leaping over the feet in the hallway trying to trip him, History, writing down the latest gossip from the girls in his notebooks for later use, lunch, stealing food off of Kacchan’s tray when he was too busy yelling at one of his lackeys, Gym, avoid everyone trying to kill him in dodgeball, Science, dragging Katsuki away from yet another fight. The usual. Before he knows it, the day is over and they’re all walking home

Bakugo grunted a goodbye to the others as he and Midoriya turned down the street to their neighborhood. They stopped in front of Izuku’s apartment complex and Bakugo started to walk off before pausing.

“Oh yeah, I forgot.” Katsuki muttered and pulled out a small, rectangular box, thrusting it at Midoriya “Here. Happy fucking birthday or whatever” Izuku blinked in surprise and took the gift, opening it cautiously “Don’t open it out here!” Bakugo warned and the freckled boy soon saw why. Inside was a new red and gold headband, no doubt to tame the wild curls he had let grown out, but hidden underneath was-

“Whoa! Is that a knife??” he squealed with delight, taking it out to better look at it.

“I told you not to open it out here dumbass!!” Bakugo hissed and looked around anxiously. “you’re not supposed to have that!”

“How’d you get this Kacchan?” Midoriya ignored the warning and examined the polished, reddish wood handle, flipping it open. “aren’t these illegal?”

“I’m not answering that.” The 5 ½ inch blade glinted dully in the sun. “Put it away before you get caught”

“Why?” he asked and looked at his friend curiously


“Why’d you get me something like this Kacchan?” Bakugo shifted uncomfortably and turned slightly red

“You keep doing reckless stupid shit and hang out with sketchy people so until you get your taser you need some way to fucking defend yourself” he mumbled “I figured a knife is pretty easy to hide and explain why you have it on you”

“Thanks Kacchan” Izuku grinned, tucking the blade in his pocket and putting on his new headband “I love it!” Katsuki turned even redder and his palms began to spark


“Got it.” Midoriya nodded frantically

 “Did you bring everything? Notebooks? Pencils? First-aid kit?” Bakugo snapped as they raced each other to their new school. “We don’t have time to be going back if you fucking forgot something”

“Yup! And I got my taser just in time for middle school!” Midoriya answered back excitedly “Did you remember your hearing aids this time?”

“I’m not an idiot.” Bakugo snapped, taking out the brand-new hearing aids he’d gotten over the break and slipped them on. “Did you bring your warrant for your taser?”

“It’s in my backpack” he reassured

“Put it in your purse” Katsuki ordered

“It’s not a purse” Izuku muttered but did as he was told while running “it’s a satchel”

“It’s a fucking purse” he snickered as they caught up with the rest of their classmates on their way to school as well. They streamed in with the other students and Midoriya sat down next to his friend in the assembly.

“Three more years Kacchan” he whispered to him “Three more years before we get into U.A”

“Heh. Be prepared for me to beat you into the ground shitty Deku” He grinned back

 Kacchan has been relentless lately Midoriya thought to himself as he avoided the persistent barrage of attacks. He managed to grab one of his arms and throw him over his shoulder to the ground. Bakugo immediately scrambled back onto his feet and wiped the sweat off his brow.

“Again.” He ordered and lunged “Don’t stop until your opponent is down”

“Let’s take a break Kacchan” Izuku panted out “we’re both tired” Bakugo shook his head

“No. Keep coming at me” he blasted himself forward

“We’ve been at it for over an hour. You need a break. I need a break.” He gasped out as he weakly swatted away the exploding hands “I’m taking a break” he dropped to the ground in exhaustion and lay sprawled on the ground. Katsuki kicked him weakly in the side.

“Come on you fucking coward” he spat “Fight.” Midoriya flipped him off.

“Just give me 5 minutes to breathe jackass” he snapped, taking in deep shaky breaths. “I’m not a monster like you” Bakugo collapsed next to him

“Fuck you.” He panted out, just as tired and twice as unwilling to admit it “How am I gonna become a hero if I get tired sparring with a quirkless loser like you?”

“To be fair, this quirkless loser was beating your ass” Izuku answered. Katsuki punched his stomach, causing the other boy to curl up with a small groan

“Like hell you were you bastard” he snarled with a small grin “Fine. We’ll take a break you weakling”

“Hey! You cant call me a weakling when I outlasted you on that run last week!” Midoriya protested

“Shaddup! Parkour doesn’t count you jumping freak!” he huffed

 “What’d you say??” Bakugo snarled at the boys standing in their way “You wanna fuckin try that again assholes?!?” Please don’t get into another fight.

“Come on Kacchan” Midoriya whined, trying to hold the fuming blonde back “They’re not worth it. Let’s just go over to Sou-chan’s”

“Petunia head can fucking wait until I’m done” he snapped, shaking off his friend

“Hah? You think you can take us on?” One of the high schoolers sneered. Oh boy. Here we go again. Izuku threw his hands up in the air frustratedly

“Oh for the love of god! Are you fucking kidding me??” The older boys looked surprised at the smaller boy’s outburst, whom they had assumed would be a pushover “I’ve had a shit day and just wanted to go get a fucking boba! Will you please get out of the way?!” he tied his bangs back into a small ponytail and glared at them, arms crossed and foot tapping impatiently.

“Why don’t you make us-“ one of them started with a smirk. Fuck this. I don’t have the time. You picked the wrong day to mess with me. His leg shot out and hit the leader in the gut. As soon as the boy doubled over, Izuku axe-kicked him to the floor. The rest of the little gang in front of him stared at their friend on the floor in shock, then at Midoriya, then back at their friend. Izuku whipped out his taser and pointed it at the group.

“Try me bitches. I fucking dare you.” He warned. One of the boy’s eyes widened in realization

“You’re quirkless.” He blurted out. Izuku held firm and scowled even more

“And if you got a fucking problem with it you’ll end up like dipshit over here” Bakugo grinned, palms sparking “Beat it or we beat you”

 “What the hell happened to you two?” Shinsou asked from behind the counter as Izuku and Katsuki wandered into the store. The two were battered, bruised and scuffed up but grinning.

“Just took out some trash” Bakugo answered and waved his hand to dismiss him “You got anything spicy yet?”

“Don’t worry about it Sou-chan” Midoriya giggled innocently. He wisely decided not to press further and took their orders, snapping at Bakugo that once again, there was no such thing as a spicy drink. Sometimes Shinsou’s friends worried him.

Chapter Text

“Move it Deku!” Midoriya quickly dodged the incoming shoves of the other boys and began walking behind them, still writing in his notebook. He noticed an elbow moving towards him in his peripheral and moved out of the way, speeding up to walk right behind Bakugo. There were a few unhappy grumbles as no one was brave enough to try to hit Izuku when he was right next to the exploding first year and Midoriya knew this, flashing them all a shit-eating grin.

“Hey Bakugo! Deku’s right behind you!” one of them called out. Katsuki glanced behind him at the scribbling greenette and shrugged with a scowl.

“He’s out of the way.” He snapped and continued walking. Midoriya turned around and began walking backwards, glaring at the boy who had ratted him out. A small, devious smile spread across his face as he stared at him for too long before flipping a couple pages back and writing frantically, crazed glint in his eyes. He snapped the notebook shut and turned back around, giving the other boy one final, pitying glance before stepping forward to walk next to the blonde. Fingers patted the boy’s shoulder sympathetically as the others passed the confused boy up.

“Nice knowing you kid”

 “Whoa!” Ojiro yelped as he dodged the rapid attacks and kicks coming from Midoriya “Your combos are looking better Izuku!”

“Why thank you sempai” the green-haired boy smiled sweetly back, momentarily throwing Ojiro off “I’ve been practicing” he stomped down and startled his classmate enough to give him the chance to shove him back and out of the ring.

“Break!” Eichi-sensei called “Point goes to white.” Ojiro got back in the ring. “Ready?” the two nodded and he lowered his hand “Fight!”

 It was a lazy Saturday evening and Midoriya was lazing around on a rooftop with the rest of his crew waiting for Mina. His feet dangled off the edge and he swung them idly.

“Where’s one-chan?” he whined “I wanna go tag that overpass on the highway”

“How do you even get up there??” Hiroki mused, inhaling the rest of his meat bun and trying to snatch up Uta’s to no avail. “You always put a tag somewhere or the other that should be impossible for you to get to” Izuku gave a secretive smile

“Where’s the fun if I tell you Anti-san?” he giggled. Tamako tackled him and held the child upside down

“Tell us your secret squirt!” She cackled as Hiroki started tickling the helpless Midoriya. The others watched on and laughed, not offering to lift a finger to help their smallest member.

“We’re here!!” Mina shouted as she popped her pink head over the edge and tumbled over “I brought Sticker-chan again!!”

“One-chan! Sero-kun!! Help me!!” Midoriya gasped out, still dangling upside down.

“Come on! Leave poor Mido o-toto alone!” Sero laughed “He’s not gonna tell you how he gets to impossible places”

“You say that as if you know Sero-kun~” Daitan noted casually. Hiroki and Tamako whipped around eagerly, dropping Midoriya into Taka’s lap. Sero realized his mistake much too late and began backing away.

“Wait! That doesn’t mean I know how he-“

“Get him!!!” Tamako and Hiroki yelled, racing towards the younger boy and tackling him to the roof

“Wow. No mercy Haya-kun?” Hana chuckled over Sero’s protests and squeals as the curly-haired boy dragged himself out of Taka’s lap. Midoriya pulled up the black bandanna around his neck over his face and shrugged, green eyes shining with a mischievous glint.

“Better him than me one-san”

 “Sou-chan! What do you know about Geometry?” Izuku panicked, flipping through his notes and trying to make sense of them. Hitoshi dropped his drink off and shook his head.

“Sorry Mido-kun” he gave a wry smile “I suck at math. Ask Tsu-chan” he said, motioning to the girl sitting in the booth across from the freckled boy

“I’m afraid I’m not much help either Mido-chan” Tsuyu apologized and stuck the straw into her drink.

“MIDORI-CHAN!!” a familiar voice called out as a pink blur practically took down Midoriya. Tsuyu blinked in surprise as Izuku gave a dead look while being cuddled by the rose-colored girl.

 “Mina you’re gonna suffocate him” Sero chuckled as he dropped his bag next to Midoriya. He noticed Tsuyu and froze “Oh! Sorry dude! I didn’t know you were-“

“Studying? Yes that’s exactly what I am trying to do” He muttered, prying Mina off of him. “Tsu-chan, this is Mina and Sero. They’re friends from… uh… somewhere. One-chan, Sero-kun this is Tsuyu from gymnastics. She’s helping me with my homework.”

“Should I bring you your usual’s?” Shinsou sighed, already beginning to walk off.

“That and some dango Shin-kun!” Mina cheered, sitting down in the booth next to Tsuyu

“Thanks Shin-kun!” Sero thanked. “Do you mind if we crash the study session Mido-kun? We actually came here to try and study too.”  Mina slammed down her textbook on the table

“I have no idea what my science teacher is trying to teach me” She whined.

“Oh! I can help with that!” Tsuyu reassured “ I can science”

“Can you do history?” Sero asked hopefully

“Yay! You can suffer with me oni-chan!” Midoriya cheered. Shinsou brought over their orders just as the door slammed open

“HEY WALKING INSOMNIA!! YOU GOT ANYTHING SPICY TO DRINK YET?!?” a certain blonde shrieked as he burst in with his book bag, also here to study by the looks of it. Izuku and Hitoshi whipped around and gave simultaneous, identical groans.

“Oh! Did you invite Bakugo-kun Midori?” Mina asked.

“No” he sighed, already scooting over to make room “Well at least if he’s here I can copy off his homework”

 “Your friends are very, um, lively Mido-chan” Tsuyu said while they were all doing their warm-ups. Izuku groaned, remembering the train wreck of a study session the day before.

“Once again, I am so sorry you had to meet them that way” he apologized. “They’re not usually like that- no… they’re always like that now that I think about it” he muttered

“No no its okay!” she reassured “I was just expected, I don’t know, quieter people? Kinda like you.”

“Ah. Understandable.” He chuckled, trying to suppress an actual laugh. If only you knew Tsu-chan. If only you knew.

 “That’s why you need- hey! Don’t turn off your hearing aids when I’m talking to you Kacchan!!” Izuku snapped, smacking his battered friend with a first aid kit. The two of them were on one of the school’s bathroom floors, Katsuki getting himself patched up. Again.

“’Sorry Deku. Can’t hear you.”’ He signed with a grin. Izuku wasn’t impressed

“’Nice try you cunt.”’ Midoriya signed right back, much to the disappointment of Bakugo. “’Seriously. You need to stop picking so many fights”’

“Well it’s not like you were gonna do it” he huffed “Easy pickings and you let them go!”

“I already told you. I’m not in the mood to get my ass beat by an upper classmate today”

“’Oh please”’ Bakugo rolled his eyes as Izuku finished up “’You and I both know you could’ve won easy”’

“’Yeah well, I still didn’t wanna do it.”’ He sighed “’We need to get to class. You go on ahead. I need to pack up”’

“Whatever” Katsuki muttered and left. He leaned back in his seat and put his feet up on the desk as he waited for the green-haired boy to come back.

“Hey Bakugo” The dark-haired boy who always seemed to be hanging around called out. The blonde clicked his hearing aids back on reluctantly to hear him “Where’d Deku go?”

“The hell if I know” he snapped with a shrug “Why the fuck do I care where the shitty nerd is??”

A minute before class re-started, a disheveled, bruised and pissed Midoriya came storming into the room and marched to his seat, glaring at anyone who dared try and get in his way

“’The fuck happened to you??”’ Bakugo signed bewilderly as he passed by. The small gang of boys around Katsuki’s desk watched the conversation in confusion.

“’The upperclassmen happened to me you prick”’ he snapped right back “’Thank you very much for that by the way. I almost had to tase them”’

“’Did you?”’ Katsuki snickered at the thought. Midoriya looked ready to punch his friend.

“’No. I didn’t. Although right about now I’m thinking about tasing you”’ he practically snarled. Bakugo gave him a sign that needed no translation to the others. Right before Izuku could strangle him, the teacher walked in.

“Alright everyone to their seats!” they called out and a muttering Midoriya plopped down in his seat angrily, pulling out bandages and his class notebook.

 “Ha! You really think you can take me on?” Bakugo snarled at the high schooler in his way. Midoriya sighed and continued writing in his notebook while the others tried to look intimidating.  Note to self, go buy more Neosporin, gauze, band-aids and pain killers. He glanced up at the scene going down in front of him. Lots and lots of pain killers. He snapped the notebook shut, readjusted his headband, tightened the bangs he had pulled back and put on his best weak and defenseless face.

“Can we just go?” Izuku fretted “We really don’t need to do this”

“Afraid not” one of the high schoolers smirked with a teasing lilt in his voice “Your friend here is about to eat his words” I’m gonna fucking murder all of you. Kacchan included.

“Oh please.” Bakugo scoffed, palms sparking up “as if you could even take down one of the extras”

“The what??”

“Tell you what” he grinned “Pick any of these losers to fight. If you can take even them down, then I’ll get down on the ground and apologize your fucking majesties” Ugh. Time to play your part Izuku. The older kids scanned over the fierce looking gang before landing on Midoriya, who at the moment was making himself look as small and invisible as possible. The boy who had made the deal grinned evilly

“Any one of them?” he asked sweetly, nudging at his friends and eyeing Izuku.

“Did I fucking stutter” Katsuki snapped. The boy pointed out the greenette and Midoriya flinched. Damnit!! It’s always me. Fucking hell.

“How about that one?” He questioned and Bakugo whipped around in fake surprise and worry

“Deku?? You wanna go with fucking Deku??” he asked, pretending to look nervous before going back to his usual brashness. “Fine. Go right on ahead. I did say anyone. Use as many people as you need” he gave a cruel smirk. “You’ll need all the help you can get”

“Go easy on him babe!” one of the girls giggled as the leader stepped up. The other kids scurried to the side, secretly grateful it wasn’t them.

“Yeah. Don’t kill the poor thing” another called out

“’You owe me fucking big time you jerk”’ Midoriya signed angrily at Bakugo and patting his pockets for his knife and taser.

“’Yeah yeah whatever. Consider it training.”’ He shrugged

“’It’s always fucking training you lazy shit! Fight your own fights!”’

“’I’ll get you something from that stupid boba shop”’ he answered. Fine. Fair enough.

“Don’t worry kid” the boy chuckled “I won’t kill you. Just go down nice and easy and everything will be fine”

“Uh huh. Sure.” Izuku mumbled “Hey, how far away is the police station Kacchan?” he called out stepping forward casually, hands in pockets. The older boy looked taken aback.

“The hell if I fucking know. Far enough.” He answered scrolling through his phone, completely disinterested in the fight “Try not to hospitalize anyone this time fucking nerd”

“I’ll try.” he flashed his opponent a sheepish smile

“What??” the boy seemed slightly concerned now. Midoriya lunged, a small green blur before kicking him in between the legs and kneeing the doubled over high schooler in the head. Everyone except Katsuki stood in shocked silence. Bakugo glanced over at the downed boy in what seemed like deep thought and worry.

“Are we done?” Izuku whined

All in all, it took four people together to land a single blow on the tiny, scarily fast, freckled middle schooler. The fight was over in less than three minutes, with all five of his opponents groaning and bleeding on the ground. He kicked one of the slightly more conscious ones lightly before slinking over to his discarded satchel on the side.

“Boo” he pouted as he dusted the bag off and put it on “That wasn’t any fun. I didn’t even have to use the taser. Or that pipe” he gestured to the lead pipe nearby “Pipes are fun to use. Good swinging weight.” He muttered to himself. The remaining two girls and boy stared at him in horror

“You’re crazy!” one of them shrieked as she ran up to her injured friends “You could’ve killed them! Learn to hold back you bastard!” The other two nodded and helped her carry the unconscious ones.

“I could’ve?” he asked in genuine confusion, tilting his head in thought and starting to join up with his other classmates as they began to walk off. Kacchan and the others never seem to hold back. Why should I?

“Yes, you freak!” the boy snarled “Jesus!”

“Come on Deku!” Fingers called out happily, slapping him on the back once he’d caught up “Nice job!” the others congratulated and praised him similarly. Bakugo simply glanced behind him and gave an approving nod. Pride swelled in his chest and he immediately forgot the high schooler’s words.

Chapter Text

“We need to talk about your fighting” Bakugo started, snatching up a fry from the other’s plate

“What about it?” Midoriya snapped, still bruised from yesterday’s fight and sipping his well-earned tea

“Look Deku” he sighed “I hate to say it and if you ever tell anyone I’ll deny it but, you’re strong okay?” Izuku blinked in surprise at the rare compliment

“Thank you?”

“No. Like, crazy strong. And fast. And smart.” He huffed “You need to fucking start holding back when you fight idiot” Midoriya nearly spit out his drink

“What?? Why??”

“Because at this rate, if you don’t set limits, you’re gonna end up going overboard and killing someone by accident” Bakugo answered bluntly.

“No I won’t!! What are you talking abou-“

“Will you shut up and listen? I’m trying to give you some actual fucking advice for once.” Katsuki interrupted “When I use my quirk on a person, do I use it to its full extent?”

“That’s different!” he protested “What does that have to do with-“

“Answer the fucking question”

“…No?” You never seem to be holding back with me anyway. I have the scars to prove it.

“Of course I don’t!” he snapped ”I could destroy a building with my explosions, let alone a human!”

“Never seemed like it to me” Midoriya sulked, stirring his drink around

“You can handle a little more than most people, but even I know not to use a full blast on you dumbass” he hissed “We’re getting off topic. Point is, your fighting style and instincts are like your quirk.” He spoke with the authority and wisdom of someone older than 13 “It’s really strong. Strong enough that we need to start teaching you how to pull a punch”

“Why the hell should I? You’re the one always telling me to go all out. Remember? Hit ‘em first, hit ‘em fast, hit ’em hard, no mercy or some shit”

“When you spar at your dojo do you try to kill them? Do you hit them with everything you have?”

“Of course not!” Midoriya sputtered “It’s sparring!”

“Then why the hell are you trying to kill the people in the streets?? I know I’ve told you to use everything at your disposal but godamn Deku, you go a little overboard sometimes. And that’s saying something coming from me!”

“Well if I’m so hazardous, why haven’t told me anything about it before, when we fight? I can’t be all that strong if I can barely hold my own against you!” he cried. Bakugo looked guiltily to the side and munched on some tapioca bubbles “What?” he snapped suspiciously

“Well…In the past couple years I’ve had about 11 fractures” he hesitated “10 of those are from you”

“AND YOU NEVER TOLD ME???” Izuku shrieked, panicked. “WHAT THE HECK KACCHAN??”

“I’m fine. You get used to it after a bit” Bakugo dismissed “Point is, you. Are. Fucking. Dangerous. From now on I want you to hold back in your fights. It’s not safe. Both for you and especially for the poor sucker who pissed you off. Okay?”

“Are you telling me I’ve fractured bones?? That I actually hurt people??” Midoriya murmured in horror

“What, the first 10 fuckers you’ve sent to the hospital wasn’t clue enough?” Katsuki snorted

 “Do you guys think I go overboard when I fight?” Izuku mused out loud. His friends burst out laughing.

“Overboard?” Daitan chuckled, “Kid. Lemme just say, I’m glad you’re on our side” Midoriya groaned and put his head between his knees

“Honestly? Same.” Taka agreed, swiping a candy bar from Hana

“Sorry o-toto!” Hana giggled, smacking Taka for stealing her food ”But have you ever seen yourself in a fight?”

“You’re a terrifying little dude” Hisoki piped up “a little, green, freckled blur”

“I honestly regret making Tamako teach you how to use a knife” Uta chimed in “And how to gamble in general.”

“There’s reason for your nickname you know” Tamako drawled “Haya-chan~ What is it the cops call you? ‘The Haya Demon’?”

“Still don’t know why they call me that” the greenette muttered.

“For a happy little fellow, you sure can get violent” Hiroki laughed, ruffling the green curls

“Stop it!” Mina pouted, cuddling a now depressed Izuku “Don’t say that about my sweet little o-toto!”

“Sweet little nothing!” Tamako cackled, shoving Midoriya playfully “This is probably one of the most dangerous kids to ever jump the rooftops! All that without a quirk!” Midoriya shrank away

“Alright alright.” Daitan interrupted, noting the boy’s discomfort “I think we can all agree that Mido-chan is scary as fuck, but for now” he got up and stretched “let’s go have some fun!” the whole group cheered. “and relax Izu-kun.” Daitan winked “We know you’re a good kid. Despite being a scary little bastard, you wouldn’t harm a fly”

 “They think you’re too violent??” Tsuyu gaped “You??”

“Yup.” Izuku answered upside down on the high bar “Crazy huh?”

“I’ll say. Last week I saw you break down after accidentally stepping on a stray cat’s tail”

“I thought we both agreed on forgetting that whole incident Tsu-chan” Izuku whined, face flushing “Besides! Did you hear the way it sounded??” his eyes began to water from the memory “It was so hurt and it was an accident I didn’t mean to step on it but it ran off so I couldn’t even apologize to it-“

“Izu-sempai. You are unbelievable.” Asui laughed as Izuku kept rambling about the poor cat

“MIDORIYA! WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT HANGING UPSIDE DOWN ON EQUIPMENT YOU’RE NOT USING??!” the teacher yelled. The boy quickly righted himself and dropped down hurrying over to the still rings he was actually supposed to be practicing on.


 “Winter break winter break winter break” Dark chanted over and over as their small gang made their way through the hallways to lunch

“2 more weeks 2 more weeks 2 more weeks” Fingers continued. Izuku stifled a laugh as he noticed Katsuki lower the volume of his hearing aids to block out the annoyances. He noticed a group of first-year students gossiping outside a classroom and grinned. Oh? What have we here?

“Uh. I’ll be right back” he murmured to no one in particular and slunk over to listen in, pulling a small, black notebook out of his back pocket, pen at the ready

“-yeah, I heard she was gonna ask today!” one of the girls whispered

“Is she serious? After what we told her??” another hissed

“Why even bother?” one of the boys huffed. Izuku peered into the classroom where one of their classmates was flirting with one of the upperclassmen. He flipped through his book and found the references he needed. The heartbreaker of 1-c.  he sighed, snapping the notebook closed with disappointment. Nothing interesting here.

“-2-b?” someone murmured. He turned around at the sound of his class. The first years looked at him with contempt, obviously having heard of the quirkless wonder at their school. “Aren’t you that boy from 2-b?” one of them piped up “the one with no quirk?” Do. Not. Strangle. Child. He gave them his brightest and sweetest smile.

“Yeah. That would be me” he chuckled. The looks on their faces darkened and he suddenly felt very exposed. “So what’s up with the ‘Heartbreaker’?” he tried. They blinked in surprise

“You-you know about her?” one of the girls inquired curiously

“I make it my business to know about people like her” he giggled “Going after Eiko-san?” he shook his head “oof.” The first years interest were piqued

“What do you mean?” one of the boys asked

“Well she’s obviously going after him because he’s rich” Midoriya smirked “unfortunately for her, Eiko- sempai likes his loyal. So, what were their names again? Ah! Kentaro-kun and Masuyo-kun? That’s gonna be an issue” one of the girls gave a strangled squeal

“Wait! Kentaro-kun?!! She said she wouldn’t!” she protested angrily

“Oops.” Izuku shrugged “I probably shouldn’t mention the fact that she’s going after Sadao-kun either huh?” he glanced over at another unhappy first year


“He’s in my class” he explained “Kinda impressive how she’s able to keep this up” he mused, before stepping past the dumbfounded underclassmen “anyway, keep me posted!” he called out before heading to the cafeteria.

 “The fuck you look so happy about?” Bakugo snapped from his seat as Midoriya sat down with his food, huge grin on his face

“Oh nothing~” he hummed, looking over at the rising argument over on the other side of the room. The blonde glanced over in the same direction and groaned

“Again?” he snarled as the voices got louder and quirks began to be pulled out. “What have I told you about writing in that fucking notebook?!!” Izuku held back a gleeful cackle

“Aw come on Kacchan!” he giggled “Dinner and a show!” by now the whole cafeteria was watching the fight unfold between a couple first years, caused by Midoriya’s well timed input. The boys at his table began placing bets.

“You’re fucking insufferable”

Chapter Text

The day was not starting off well for Midoriya Izuku. He’d stayed up way too long on a run and had woken up late, causing him to miss the train. Bakugo had already left him behind and he was jogging though the streets, empty stomach growling unhappily. Great. No time for breakfast. He sighed, racing past a convenience store just filled with delicious food items calling for him Didn’t have time to pack a lunch either since mama was working extra late last night. He suppressed the urge to scream his frustration at the sky. Nearby was a rumbling explosion. He slowed down to a stop. A hero fight? Maybe this day isn’t starting off so bad after all… 

 The loud rumble of the crowd and fight drew Izuku closer. Who is it this time? He pulled out his notebook to have ready.

“Oh wow! A giant villain!” he cried and followed the action, trying to get as close as the police tape allowed him. He listened in to the conversations around him instinctively, trying to figure out what had happened. “I wonder who’s fighting him” he asked out loud. He spotted the hero atop a train platform and mentally flipped through his hero notes before remembering. “Ah! It’s Kamui Woods!!” he squealed “The up and rising popular new hero!!”

“A running commentary huh? You a fan boy or something kid?” a stranger next to him chuckled. Ah shit. I’m doing it again.

Heh. No. sorry.” He apologized and turned his attention back to the fight !!! is it?! It is!

“Take him down tree boy!” the man next to him yelled

“Here it is!” Izuku cheered “The ‘Preemptive binding-“

“CANYON CANNON!!”  a giant woman yelled as she sent a flying kick into the villain’s face, cutting off poor Kamui’s special move. Izuku and the man stood in shocked silence while journalists began snapping countless photos. Pull yourselves together. Izuku thought angrily at the reporters trying to get “certain” shots from the new hero. Poor Kamui. The forgotten hero still stood on the platform, quite upset over his stolen spotlight as the villain was put away. Izuku quickly wrote down the new information he learned.


“Taking notes kid?” the older man laughed. Midoriya flinched Fuuuuuuuuck. I was mumbling again! ”You wanna be a hero too huh? Good luck!”

“Thanks!” Izuku grinned before realizing his phone was buzzing “Who the- Hello?” he answered

“WHERE THE FUCK ARE YOU YOU PIECE OF SHIT??!!!!” the loudly familiar voice screeched through the speaker, to the point that the green haired boy had to hold it away from his ear. The stranger and others stared at the phone in shock. You’re embarrassing me Kacchan!! The tiny voice kept going “I SWEAR TO GOD DEKU! IF YOU’RE LATE ONE MORE TIME BECAUSE YOU DECIDED TO GO WATCH A FIGHT IM GOING TO FUCKING KILL YOU!! GET YOUR ASS OVER HERE!! YOU HAVE 5 MINUTES BEFORE THE BELL RINGS!!!”

“Crap!” Midoriya yelped and stuffed his notebook away “Be there in a bit!” he promised before hanging up and pushing his way out of the crowd, booking it all the way to school and sliding into class seconds before homeroom started. Bakugo angrily jabbed his side as Izuku walked by his desk.

“Bitch. The fuck were you?” he hissed

“Sorry Kacchan” he murmured “woke up late, didn’t get breakfast, missed the train *shrug* the usual” He went over to his desk and plopped down exhaustedly. This was not a good way to start his day.

 “You guys are all third years now.” The teacher announced, slamming down forms on his desk. Izuku looked up from the hero notes he was finishing up. A slow, ice cold realization washed over him. No. please don’t tell me today is- he ducked his head lower “It about time you all started actually thinking about your bright futures!” Fuck. It is. Ugh. This day really is the worst. “I would hand out these career forms but-“ Midoriya resisted the urge to slam his head against the table repeatedly. “I assume you all want to be heroes and make us proud right?!” the whole class cheered, setting off their quirks excitedly. The small greenette cheered along quietly, rubbing his temples at the noise. The teacher tried in vain to get them all to calm down. As if you all could be heroes. Don’t make me laugh. The only ones who have a shot at proship would be-

HEY, TEACH!” the boy a few desks away yelled arrogantly over the commotion “DON’T MIX ME UP WITH THESE LOSERS AND THEIR CRAPPY QUIRKS!!” The class hissed and booed at the blond who just cackled conceitedly at them. “AW SHUT IT!! EXTRAS SHOULD ACT LIKE EXTRAS AND STAY OUT OF MY WAY!!”

“Ah yes. Young Bakugo.” The teacher sighed, flipping through the papers “You applied for U.A isn’t that right?” Of course he did! Where else did you expect him to go?? Only U.A could possibly keep up with Kacchan! the room exploded with noise all over again

“U.A National school??!!”

“The top hero school in Japan??!!”

“They barely accept anyone!!”

“I heard the cut off would be 79, possibly 80 this year!!”

“Stupid extras that never shut up.” Bakugo snarled and lept up on his desk “I aced all the mock exams for them!” I should hope so, considering the amount of studying we did “I’m one of the few who can actually make it at U.A! Unlike all you losers!!” Izuku buried his head in his arms and yawned. Stop yelling already and sit your ass down. “IM GONNA BE THE TOP HERO THAT SURPRASSES EVEN ALL MIGHT!! THE ABSOLUTE BEST!! NOT TO MENTION I’LL BE SUPER RICH TOO-“

“Oh! Midoriya!” The teacher noted in surprise. Izuku flinched and woke right back up Oh god no. please don’t- ” You also applied for U.A?” he asked. The room went dead silent as everyone turned to the small boy trying to disappear into his seat, right before everyone burst into rambunctious, hysterical laughter, teacher included. The hell is so funny?


“Is he serious??!!”

“You realize good grades can only take you so far right??!” Izuku stood up defiantly, anger sparking

“That’s not true!” he yelled weakly, hating how quiet his voice sounded. The class laughed harder “There’s no rule that says a quirkless student can’t appl-“ he was cut off by a loud explosion.

“COME ON THEN!!” Katsuki yelled, pointing at him “ YOU BETTER GET IN ‘CAUSE I AIN’T DONE BEATING YOUR ASS SHITTY DEKU!!” he challenged with an evil smirk. Aw shit. I’m never gonna get rid of him now if I get in am I? “NOT BY A LONG SHOT YOU QUIRKLESS NERD!!”

“I will get in!” he yelled at the still up roaring class ”Quirk or no quirk! At least I’m trying to be a hero! That’s more than most of you can say!” The laughs quickly dissipated as his words were taken in. He covered his mouth swiftly, realizing what he’d said and regretting his own brashness. Bakugo was the only one still laughing, signing shaky, gleeful warnings at Midoriya hysterically. I’m dead. They’re all gonna kill me!! The class began all at once yelling angrily at the boy, nearing his desk. Its okay, I’ll be fine. He reached for the weapons in his pockets. The moment they touch me I have every right to fight back.

“How dare you?!!”

“You don’t even have a quirk!!”

“You’re just a quirkless goody-goody fanboy!!”

“Even that villain has a better chance of getting in than you do!!” Uh oh. You probably shouldn’t have said that last one-

“WHAT’D YOU FUCKING CALL ME??!!!” Katsuki shrieked and exploded the student’s desk. All attention was turned to the new victim and Izuku sank into his chair wobblily with a relieved sigh. He ducked his head back down, heart racing, and blocked out the screeching and fighting from his classmates.

 The amorphous goo sped down the street giddily, prizes clutched closely and shoving any passerby’s out of his way. Unhappy yells could be heard but he could care less.

“Stop me if you can!!” he cackled. There was a loud commotion behind him and he threw a glance back to see… ALL MIGHT?!! SHIT!!

 The outburst at the beginning of class had been forgotten and Izuku packed up his things, checking up on his missed texts from Shinsou. Just the usual ‘bored’ and ‘death can’t come fast enough. Come save me from this hell izu-chan~’ he chuckled.

“What’s so funny shit-head?” Bakugo snapped, seemingly appearing out of nowhere and startling the greenette. The blonde glanced at the open notebook on the desk and before Midoriya could grab it, he snatched it up and held it out of reach. “What have I told you about writing all this shit Deku?” he snarled

“What’s that?” Fingers asked. Katsuki held it away from him as well

“None of your goddamn business. You’re lucky you’ve never seen inside of one of these.” He snapped “And you. Apparently you haven’t learned your lesson from our first year” he grinned and placed the book between his two palms in a very familiar-

“Wait! Give it back!” Izuku shrieked, trying to grab it “Kacchan it’s not what you think! That’s actually-“ he was too late. The book was quickly ruined by the other boy’s explosions and tossed out the window. The other boys around his desk laughed as Katsuki dusted off his hands smugly

“There. Now we can-“

“THAT WASN’T A BLACK BOOK!!” Midoriya howled and raced over to the window to look for where his hero notes had landed. Its stuck on a window edge. I can probably climb over the balcony and get it. At least it didn’t land in the koi pond.  Bakugo froze.

“Wait what?”

“That was a hero analysis one!!” he ranted “the cover wasn’t black you moron!!!” Izuku tried not to tear his hair out in frustration.


“OOPS?? IS THAT ALL I GET??” the small boy screeched, causing everyone but Katsuki to step back in surprise “OOPS?? I WAS HALFWAY DONE WITH THAT ONE!! ALL THAT INFORMATION!! GONE!! LITERALLY RIGHT OUT THE WINDOW!!” he gestured wildly at the open window. The guilty look on the blonde’s face disappeared and was replaced with one of annoyed indifference.

“Well in my defense, it looked pretty dark to me” Katsuki shrugged

“OF COURSE IT DID!!” He began to tear up in frustration “THAT’S BECAUSE YOU TURNED THE COVER TO CHARCOAL!!!”

“Oh well.” Bakugo snapped “Just buy a new one like always” Midoriya opened his mouth to yell some more “Shut up! Those stupid hero notes aren’t gonna help you any getting into U.A! “

“Are you seriously gonna try to enter U.A Midoriya?” Dark-hair chuckled. Izuku just looked out the window, already formulating a plan to get his notebook back. “I mean, let’s face it man. You don’t have a quirk-”

“Leave him.” Katsuki barked, getting off the desk he was leaning on “He’s in one of his goddamn moods again so there’s no talking to him right now”

“No. Seriously. Is he really gonna try?” Fingers murmured as he followed the blonde towards the door “I mean it’s not like he can just get a quirk-“


“If he needs a quirk that badly to get in he can go take a swan dive off the roof and hope he gets one in the next life” Bakugo joked, glancing back at the freckled boy, who promptly flipped him off, still upset over the notebook. “Never mind. I’m killing him right now.” He lunged at his friend and the other two had to hold him back as Izuku stood atop his own desk in his effort to escape the angry blonde.


 “Can you believe it?” Dark laughed “Deku wants to apply to U.A! Did you know about this Bakugo?”

“Yeah.” Duh. I was the one who helped him fill out the application. He has a better chance at getting in than you two losers. Hell, he has a better chance than everyone in the school. Besides me of course.

Wait for real??” Fingers blurted “I would’ve thought you’d try to stop him or something”

“He’s too stubborn.” Katsuki huffed angrily A little fucking, hard headed, useless, mumbling, mother fucking bush. “I’d have to kill him to stop him. And even then he’d try as a ghost”

“Hey. Speaking of which, don’t you think that was a little harsh?” Fingers fretted as the three of them passed the gate “I mean, I know you two mess with each other, but the notebook thing? that was going a bit too fa-“

“Believe me” Bakugo snarled “If that was the notebook I thought it was, you’d be thanking me right now” Great. Why do I have to walk home with these idiots? Stupid Deku throwing his little fit. He knows I would’ve bought him a new one the little shit.

“What’s a black book anyway?” Dark asked. Katsuki shuddered, memories of a few years ago coming to mind

“Your worst nightmare. It’s his blackmail notebook.” He explained bluntly

“HE HAS A WHAT??” they squealed fearfully

“HOW ELSE DID YOU THINK HE WENT AROUND HIS DAY WITHOUT GETTING HIS ASS BEAT BY LITERALLY ANYONE?” he yelled back “He knows everything about everyone, including your little smoking habit so I’d recommend for you not to piss him off too much” And also because if the school finds out it’ll probably be put on my record too.

Are you serious?? Deku wouldn’t do that… right?” Dark asked nervously

“In a heartbeat.” Bakugo answered without hesitance. “I think I still have some evidence from-“ he patted his side where his book bag was supposed to be and glanced down. Well, at least I have an excuse to dump their sorry asses. “SHIT!” he gave a groan I forgot my stupid bookbag in the classroom!” he turned around and started jogging back “I gotta go grab it or my mom will fucking kill me! See ya!”

“Do you want us to come with you?” Fingers called out. Hell no. My IQ might drop if I spend anymore time with you two.

“I think I can grab a fucking bag by myself bastard!” he snarled and broke into a run “Don’t bother waiting up!”

 Once the screaming blonde was well outside the classroom, Izuku finally hopped down from his desk

“Okay!” he huffed and walked over to the window, peering over the edge at the notebook perched on the edge, just slightly out of reach “I think I can get it. Probably.” He leaned over and strained his fingers. So close yet so far. He pulled back in “Shit. Okay. Time to climb.” He hooked one of his feet on the balcony and dangled his body over, stretching farther and farther until- “GOT IT! HA!” he cheered and began pulling himself back up into the classroom, a knee and hand gripping the bar. Wow! The city looks amazing from up here! There was a loud slam from inside the classroom. He jumped and looked behind him


“Kacchan?? What are you- ack!“ his leg slipped and he lost his balance, pitching forward and over the railing. Oh god this is it. I’m gonna die. He clutched his notebook tighter, closed his eyes and waited to hit the ground. Something grabbed his collar, choking him. I’m dead. I have died and am being carried away to the next world.

 The hell is that idiot doing??!! Was the first thing that popped into Bakugo’s head seeing the boy perched on the balcony, and if one didn’t know better, looking as if he was about to jump off.

“Deku??” he blurted out. Dude! What the actual, literal fuck are you doing?? Midoriya looked behind at him in surprise, obviously not expecting the blonde to be there

“Kacchan?? What are you-“ he gave a yelp of alarm as his limbs slipped from under him. Katsuki saw his own life flash briefly before his eyes before even realizing his own body racing after him. He blasted himself forward in order to move faster, just in time to catch the falling boy by his uniform collar. Gripping on to dear life to the rail with one hand, legs pressed up against the wall below to support the weight he held in the other. Ohmygodohmygodohmygodwe’regonnadiewe’regonnadie. His hand tightened around the fabric and heaved Izuku back into the classroom with a small grunt before swinging his own self onto the windowsill. The shocked boy he had just rescued sat in the middle of the floor, trembling and clutching-THE FUCKING NOTEBOOK!! I ALMOST DIED OVER A NOTEBOOK! YOU ALMOST DIED OVER A STUPID. FUCKING. NOTEBOOK!!!!

 Midoriya felt the something grab him and he let out a startled yipe as he was deposited roughly, but safely, in the classroom. He watched in astonishment as a clearly shaken and scared Bakugo slipped through after him. The two stared at each other, Bakugo beginning to tremble now with anger instead of fear. Maybe both. He was absolutely silent. Oh shit. He’s really pissed.

“K-Kacchan. I-I” he started. Katsuki held up a hand to cut him off while rubbing the scar on the bridge of his nose from all those years ago.

“Just what.” He began clipped and harsh “the hell. Were you doing??” Izuku opened his mouth to answer but Bakugo marched over and grabbed him by the front of his uniform, hefting him up so they were eye to eye “I SAID WHAT THE FUCK WERE YOU DOING?!! YOU ALMOST DIED YOU FUCKING IDIOT!! IF I HADN’T BEEN HERE TO SAVE YOUR SORRY ASS YOU WOULD’VE-“ his voice faltered “YOU DON’T- YOU CAN’T-“ he dropped Midoriya back on the ground and buried his face into his trembling hands. He took a shuddering breath and frantically wiped away the tears that started to form. “You can’t scare me like that Zuzu.” He choked out. Oh god I must’ve really scared him if he’s calling me Zuzu again.

I’m so sorry Kacchan” Izuku mumbled out, on the verge of tears himself

“Do you know what I would’ve done if you’d actually fell??” Bakugo shrieked hysterically

“I’m sorry”

“I just- you can’t- if- for fucks sake Zuzu” he sighed, helping the other up

“I’m sorry” he mumbled

“Jesus. You really are a fucking idiot” Katsuki pointed at the notebook he still clutched “All that for a notebook??” Well now I sound like an idiot. Risking my life over some notes.

“Why are you here?” Izuku asked quietly. Bakugo gestured over to his desk where a familiar bag hung over the chair

“Luckily for you, I forgot my book bag.” He muttered, marching over and snatching it up. “You should get home Zu. I have errands to run.” He walked unnaturally quiet over to the door, pausing for a moment. “Try not to get into trouble you fucking moron” Midoriya nodded silently, grabbing his forgotten backpack

“Okay Kacchan. I will.”

Chapter Text

Loud explosions came from an empty lot as Bakugo let loose all of his frustration on the helpless rubble and garbage. No matter how hard he tried to forget, the terrified look on Izuku’s face as he fell was the only thing he could think of. What if I hadn’t been fast enough? What if I hadn’t forgotten my bag? What if he had fallen? The explosions got bigger and he got angrier. You barely showed up in time. Weak. You need to get faster, stronger. Some hero you are if you barely saved one fucking quirkless moron. The next blast was the biggest of all. Too big in fact. Katsuki hissed in pain and clutched his arm, waiting for the throbbing to subside. Pathetic. He sighed and picked up his things to go, turning on his hearing aids back on and realizing the sirens getting closer to the lot.

Fuck. No unauthorized quirk usage right right.” he mumbled and jogged out of the area, slipping his rumpled uniform jacket back on and heading towards the nearest convenience store. I need a fucking drink.

 Midoriya Izuku shuffled home, quite exhausted by the near-death experience. Stupid! Stupid Stupid! What the hell were you thinking?? I could’ve fucking died for christ’s sake! He glared at the notebook he still clutched and resisted the urge to yeet it as far away as possible from him. He paused for a moment underneath the overpass to collect himself. Falling off a balcony. Nice job Deku. He slapped his cheeks a bit. Snap out of it! Kacchan was there and saved you! Pull yourself together! What kind of hero will you be if you can’t even save yourself?? He gave a nod.

“Right then.” He said to himself “Time to go get better” A small chill ran down his spine as his instincts, honed after all these years of sneak attacks and sucker punches from well, everyone, suddenly told him he wasn’t alone. He turned around in time to see a large, mucous, thing rise from the manhole cover behind him. First off. That is disgusting. Second, ARE YOU SHITTING ME RIGHT NOW??

“A mediumish-sized body to hide in” the thing panted “a bit of a tight squeeze but it’ll do” it gave a sneer and launched itself at the small boy. Izuku tried to dodge it but the villain wrapped around the greenette and began to try and shove himself down Midoriya’s throat. EWEWEWEWEWEW!!! THIS IS SO GROSS!! GET OFF ME YOU FUCKER!! Izuku flailed around, trying to rip the creature off of him IT HURTS!! “Calm down kid. Don’t worry, it’ll be over soon” THAT’S KINDA WHAT I’M WORRIED ABOUT!! “It’ll hurt for about 45 seconds and then we’re done” 45 SECONDS?? SHIT! THINK IZUKU THINK!!  He strained for his pockets. Okay okay okay. No taser because I’ll probably end up shocking myself so that leaves- “Thanks kid. You saved me. Never expected him to be here. Ugh” Midoriya frantically struggled to reach his switchblade and pull the goo off of him. Come on Izuku! I don’t wanna die! I just almost died less than 15 minutes ago!! I don’t wanna die!! Do something! “No point in that” he chuckled at Izuku’s flailing “I’m a fluid!” Shit he’s right! where can I possibly stab hi- He glanced at the large unblinking eye right next to his face just as his fingers wrapped around his knife. Well, solved that little problem. Izuku stopped fighting and looked at the villain with an unwavering glare and an unsettling glint in his green eyes.

“Sowah awow thas” he gurgled out, flicking the blade open, out of the villain’s line of sight.

“What are you talkin-“ the goo started, right before Izuku slashed upwards, nicking the villain’s gums and bringing down the knife right into the fuckers eye. The villain howled in pain and partially released Izuku, or at least enough for him to gasp out a few breaths and swat the goo off a bit more. He got ready to stab the thing again when he heard the clang of the manhole cover rattle behind him. I swear to god if its another slimy bastard I’m gonna-

“HAVE NO FEAR KID!!” A strangely familiar voice echoed in the tunnel “FOR I AM HERE!!” No. Fucking. Way. “TEXAS!! SMASH!!!” The hero yelled as his punch narrowly avoided hitting Izuku and instead careened into the viscous mass, the shockwave of it sending the villain blasting off of the boy, splattering all over the tunnel walls. Gross. He thought numbly as he quickly put his knife away before his idol could notice. He kneeled over, coughing and hacking up the remains of the goop still in him. Aw gross gross gross!!! Disgusting!! I can still taste him! Nasty!! “Huh. He must’ve gotten injured while running away” All Might said to himself, holding up a recently skewered eyeball. Oops. “How are you holding up kid?”

“F-fine!” Izuku squeaked. He hacked up some more goo “Probably scarred for life but fine!” he reassured raspily. Holy fucking shit. I’m talking to All Might right now!!! Kacchan’s gonna be so jealous!! If he doesn’t kill me first for getting attacked by a villain. “Thank you very much!!”

“No no! it’s my fault for getting an innocent caught up in my villain chase and I apologize for that! I don’t usually make mistakes like that but I am new in town” he held up two bottles triumphantly “However that is no excuse and I have apprehended the villain!” the large soda bottle with the eyeballs glared at Izuku. All Might looked around for more traces of the bad guy and while he was distracted, Izuku glared right back, stuck his tongue out and flipped the villain off. The bottles rattled comically in All Might’s hands and the hero looked back at the villain as Midoriya went right back to his usual innocent look “ I believe I have collected all of him!” he put the bottles in his cargo pants

“Ah!” Get an autograph!! Come on come on!! Stop sitting there with your mouth open!! He looked around frantically for his notebook before finally finding it “A-All Might! I was wondering if you could-“ he looked at one of the used to be blank pages, now filled with All Might’s scrawl When did he fucking sign it?!! He got up immediately and bowed excitedly. “THANK YOU VERY MUCH!!”

“You are quite welcome young man.” All Might answered a bit hurriedly “Now if you’ll excuse me, I must deliver this fellow to the authorities” Wait. I have so much to ask you!

H-hang on- is that all- I- wait-“ Izuku stammered out

“Until next time young man,” he crouched ready to take off “THANKS FOR YOUR SUPPORT- WHOA NOW!!” All Might had lept and Midoriya was somehow clutching onto his leg. What the hell are you doing??!! The pro hero tried to pry the young boy off of him “Please release me! Such enthusiasm is a bit much kid!” Well I can’t let go now!!! I’m hundreds of meters in the air!!

“I CAN’T!” Izuku screeched and clung on to the hero as the town passed below them “IF I LET GO NOW I’LL DIE!!” All Might stopped trying to pull the child off of him



“Alright alright kid. Just don’t fall off, and close your eyes and mouth” All Might sighed and coughed slightly

Oh jesus. What have I gotten myself into?? He gripped on tighter and obeyed.

Below, a certain soda bottle fell into the streets and burst open.

 Bakugo chugged his soda down, letting the carbonated drink burn his throat.

“Heyyyy!! Bakugo!!” Fingers called out excitedly. The now empty can was exploded angrily and tossed into the nearest trashcan. He ignored them and switched off his hearing aids in order to block out the voices Shit. I really don’t wanna be with those guys right now. I should’ve gone with Deku. At least he shuts up when I tell him to…. They sure are yelling a lot. Like, more than usual. He turned around and saw his two classmates waving and pointing behind him frantically. He switched the aids back on.

“-K OUT!!!”

“BEHIND YOU MAN!!!” What the fuck are they talking abou-

“Someone with such a strong quirk” a slimy voice hissed behind him. Oh shit. “Perfect~”

 All Might and Midoriya crash landed on a roof

“ThAt WaS TerRIfYinG” Izuku sputtered out, collapsing on the nice, solid rooftop. I’m never leaving the safety of these roofs again!

“Of all the times- I don’t have time for this- maybe the people in this building will let us down” All Might muttered to himself and prepared to jump off again

“Wait! I-“ Midoriya got up hurriedly

“I cannot wait!!” All might barked

“Can someone like me become a hero?” He blurted out “Even though I don’t have a quirk, can I be a hero like you?”

“Kid, quirks are-“ he began coughing and steaming. Izuku didn’t notice and kept going

“I-I don’t have a quirk. And because of that, lots of people don’t think I can do it. Pretty much everyone tells me I can’t do it actually. But to me, saving people is the coolest thing ever! And the way you can rescue people with a smile! I wanna become a hero just like thaaeeeee heck happened to you??!!” The skeleton standing in front of him looked nothing like All Might. “Who are you?? You’re so skinny! Are you an imposter or something?!?” the man stared at him for a bit.

“I am All Might.” He said, spewing blood everywhere as he did. How the fuck??!

“No way!!”

“You know how some people hold in their stomachs at the pools” The skeleton explained “Yeah. It’s kinda like that” he sighed and sat down

“What??!” Okay. Seriously. What the fuck is going on right now??

“You’ve seen the real me kid. Just, please don’t write about it on the internet okay?” I HIGHLY DOUBT THE INTERNET IS GONNA BELIEVE THIS!! Shrunk All Might lifted up his shirt to show off a large and nasty scar on his left side. Hoooooly shit. “About 5 years ago, a villain did this to me” Izuku got closer to get a better look. Aw jeez. This is worse than when Tamako one-san snapped her arm and the bone popped out. Poor All Might.

“That’s pretty bad.” He admitted

“I’ll say.” All Might chuckled “My respiratory system is pretty much useless, my stomach had to be taken out and other organs were also severely damaged. I’m basically wasting away after all the surgeries and can only be a hero for about 3 hours a day now.” Five years ago? Who could’ve done that to him??

“5 years ago? Was it Toxic Chainsaw by chance?” Izuku tried

“Ha! As if that lowlife could do this to me!” All Might scoffed “And the reason you don’t know about this is because it never became public, no, I asked that it never be made public. A symbol of peace must never be stopped because of evil” He makes a good point. He knelt down in front of the hero.

“You can’t fix it?” All Might shook his head

“No. and if anyone were to find out crime would skyrocket and so I must continue my job as the symbol of peace”

“That sounds… kinda lonely.” Izuku mumbled “No one knows?”

“Besides you and perhaps 1 or 2 others, no one else knows.” He gave a bloody cough “The reason I smile is to fight off the overwhelming fear and pressure I feel every day. To reassure people that I am still strong, still here” Well that fucking sucks. I never realized what the mental toll on heroes was like. “A pro hero needs to be ready to risk his life for others in an instant” he got up and began limping to the roof stairs “If you want to help people then consider going into the police force” Hang on. What do you mean by tha- “They are mocked for their work but are just as important.” He paused and looked back at the boy scrambling to his feet No. Don’t tell me. Don’t say it. “Its okay to dream but you also need to face reality” don’t you say it. Not you All Might. Please, don’t say it.

“Let’s face it kid. I’m sorry. You can’t become a hero without a quirk”

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Was I a bit too harsh? All Might wondered, remembering the shattered expression on his young fan’s face. Stupid Toshi stupid!

“Nothing I can do about it now.” he sighed “I need to go get this guy over to-“ he patted his empty pockets and looked down in a panic. Oh no. He raced back up the stairs to get a better look over the city. As he neared the top he heard…Laughter??

You can’t become a hero without a quirk” the words echoed over and over in his head as he stood there dazedly Can’t be a hero. Can’t be a hero. Can’t be a-

“Bullshit. Who said you couldn’t be a hero?”  an 8-year-old Katsuki yelled defiantly “Just wait Zuzu! You’re gonna be the number 2 hero that surpasses even All Might! You and I are gonna be the two goddamn best hero's this world has ever seen!!”

That’s right.

“Well would you look at that” Bakugo grinned “You’re finally getting smart with your fighting.”

You’re just like everyone else All might.

“You’re quirkless.” The boy blurted out.

“And if you got a fucking problem with it you’ll end up like dipshit over here” Bakugo smirked, glaring insolently for anyone to have a problem with it.

I can’t believe it.

“I hate to say it and if you ever tell anyone I’ll deny it but, you’re strong okay? Like, crazy strong. And fast. And smart.”

This pompous, self-righteous asshole is the only who truly believed I could do it. A crazed giggle escaped him as more memories surfaced, drowning out the hero’s words.


“A hero?” Mina asked, “really Midori-chan?”

“What.” Izuku teased defiantly “Don’t think I can do it?”

“Of course not!” she laughed, surprising him “That’s amazing! I want to be a hero too!” she hooked an arm around his shoulder excitedly and gestured to the skyline grandly “You and Me o-toto! Haya and The Acid Queen! Best hero team up the world has ever had! I can see it now!!”


“I was thinking about what you said yesterday Izu-chan” Shinsou mumbled, fidgeting with his serving tray. He took a deep breath and finally blurted “I want to become a hero just like you!”

“Really??!!” Midoriya squealed and tackled him with a hug “That’s amazing Sou-chan!!” he paused “Wait. You really think I can be a hero?”

“If someone like you thinks someone like me can be a hero” he smiled gently “I know you can do it too”

“Damn right.” Tamako cackled “If anyone is reckless and stubborn enough to become the first quirkless hero, it’d be our little o-toto!”

“Consider us your first fans!” Taka chuckled, snatching food from Hisoki

“Yay!” Mina cheered “The three of us are gonna be the best!”

“Hey!” Sero whined throwing fries at the pink girl “What am I to you? Chopped liver?”

“You can be the side kick Sero-kun” she replied and stuck her tongue out at him. There was an indignant squawk and fries went everywhere


“You want to be a hero too Tsu-chan?”

“You’re gonna be a hero Mido-chan?” she asked “Really? Well, I mean I’m not surprised to be honest. If anyone has the most potential to be a hero it’d be you”


“Yay! Midoriya sempai is gonna be a hero!” Botan cried

“Not with that form he won’t” Ojiro snapped, whacking the pink haired boy with a pad ”Neither of you will. Now come on hero boy” he grinned “try to hit me”

“Challenge accepted” Izuku smirked, getting into a fighting position


Izuku tilted his head back, tears streaming and joyous voice piercing the silence on the roof. I never needed All Might to tell me I could do it. Because I’m a stubborn, reckless, quirkless, idiotic bitch who’s gonna do it anyway. The door slammed open and he glanced over at the panicked hero panting in the doorway. His laughter grew more hysterical.

“All Might!! Back so soon?!” he yelled, bitterness edging his voice “What? Not done with crushing my hopes and dreams? You’re just like everyone else after all!”


“Don’t bother. I’ve heard it all already” he snarled before giving a giggle “Huh. Who would’ve thought?” he walked over to the edge and leaned on the rail “The biggest, most self-absorbed asshole I know believes in me more that my hero” he gave a small scoff before turning around “And that’s saying a lot. This kid won’t so much as glance at someone he thinks is below him, so pretty much everyone… Everyone but me” Izuku hopped up on the rail, arms extended to keep himself balanced as he walked on it. “I’m probably the only person he acknowledges as a proper rival, even without a quirk.” He hopped from one foot to the other, smirking at the way All Might looked at him nervously. “Maybe I won’t make it as a hero. Maybe I’ll slip and fall and die right now. Maybe I’ll take your advice” he paused “Or maybe I won’t” he shrugged, shoving his hands into his pockets.

“K-kid. How about you get down from there?”

“I’m gonna become a great hero All Might”  Izuku hummed, ignoring him “One that surpasses even you and I’m gonna do it all without a quirk just you wait!” he rocked back and forth precariously on the bar “after all someone once told me” one foot stepped behind onto the air

“Wait! What are you-“

“You just gotta take a leap of faith” he cackled before completely stepping off

 Where is it?? Shit! It must’ve fallen out when we were flying over! I need a better view. He raced up, a strange and chilling laugh echoing down the hall What is that?? He swung the door open and saw the small boy still standing there, crying and laughing. The fan noticed him and began laughing louder. Is he okay? Did I break him?

“All Might!” he chirped, voice deceptively bright “Back so soon?” the boy’s gaze darkened and he stood up straighter “What? Not done with crushing my hopes and dreams? You’re just like everyone else after all!” Did what I say really hurt him that badly?

I-“ he tried to apologize but Izuku cut him off angrily

“Don’t bother. I’ve heard it all already” he gave a small giggle, a sweet sound that sent chills down his spine “Ha. Who would’ve thought” he sighed Where is he going? All Might watched as the boy sauntered over to the edge I really don’t have time for this. “The biggest, most self-absorbed asshole I know believes in me more that my hero” Wait what? The boy turned, looking him in the eye “And that’s saying a lot. This kid won’t so much as glance at someone he thinks is below him, so pretty much everyone… Everyone but me” Midoriya climbed up onto the rail with the ease of someone who was comfortable with heights That’s not very safe! Please get down! “I’m probably the only person he acknowledges as a proper rival, even without a quirk.” He hopped up and down, grinning evilly. Please get off!! Kid you’re gonna fall! I can’t grab you in this state! “Maybe I won’t make it as a hero. Maybe I’ll slip and fall and die right now” Please don’t ”Maybe I’ll take your advice” he drawled, putting his hands in his pockets rudely and giving him an unreadable gaze “Or maybe I won’t” he chuckled. Okay that’s enough

“K-kid. How about you get down from there?” You’re going to fall!!! Or give me a heart attack!! Probably both!!

“I’m gonna become a great hero All Might! One that surpasses even you and I’m gonna do it all without a quirk just you wait!” he laughed rocking back and forth before taking one foot off the bar Hang on. What are you doing? “After all, someone once told me”

“Wait! What are you-“

“You just gotta take a leap of faith” he flashed a grin before completely disappearing over the edge. All Might raced over as fast as possible and looked over to see… the kid was perfectly fine. Izuku twisted gracefully in mid-air and rolled onto the building slightly below, backpack and all. He dusted himself off and without a glance behind him began leaping over obstacles and gaps towards an explosion? Isn’t that near where we- Oh shit.

 “Jesus Christ!!” Izuku yelled as he fell towards the roof and rolled to a stop. Hoooooly shit. Did I seriously just do that??! There was a loud faraway explosion. Ooh! What’s that? A hero fight! You know what? I need a good fight right about now. He started off towards it excitedly, letting the pounding of his feet on the cement and the bouncing of his backpack carry him over the buildings and away from his disappointments.

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LET GO OF ME ASSHOLE!! Katsuki tried to scream, struggling frantically and setting off explosions left and right in an effort to blast the villain off of him LIKE HELL I’M LETTING YOU TAKE OVER ME!! He pulled and pulled, trying to escape

This quirk is amazing!! The villain chuckled I can use this to get back at that little brat and All Might!! Bakugo kept screaming incomprehensible curses as he fought back while the heroes snatched people out of the chaos and yelled instructions at each other

“It’s a one-way street!” Mountain lady despaired “I don’t fit!”

“I can’t be around explosive fires like this!” Kamui shouted as he picked up civilians out of the way “Someone else has to do it!”

“Sorry!” A water quirk hero called back, trying his best to put out the raging fires “I’ve got my hands a bit full at the moment! How’s it going?! Has anyone seen if the firefighters have arrived yet?!”

“The villain is too slippery to grab and his victim is fighting back!” one of them yelled “We can’t grab either of them”

“It’s a mine field out here!!” another imputed “We can’t do anything!!” Katsuki let out another yell of frustration, escaping for just a split second before being sucked back in. The villain swiped at any hero who dared get close and help, causing all of them to back up.

“It’s no use! None of us have the right quirk for this!”

“We just have to wait it out until the right hero comes!”

“Until then try to keep the damage to a minimum!! Let’s hope the kid can hold out for a bit longer!!”

 All Might ran as fast as he could to the explosions, trying to peer over the crowd. I must’ve dropped it when we were flying over! Dammit!! I wasted too much time with the kid!! I’m out of time!! Pathetic! You can’t even take down this villain?! Pathetic!! He kept trying to get a better look. I’m so sorry!

 Izuku dropped down from a roof near the street and felt the exhaustion creep in. I’ve been through a lot today. I probably shouldn’t bother. There’s nothing I can do anyway- A familiar scream and explosion echoed through the alley. Wait a minute. He jogged over by habit and hopped up and down to catch a glimpse of the fight. ITS THAT GOO FUCKER!! HOW THE HELL IS HE- Izuku gave a soft gasp as he suddenly remembered OH NO!! I CAUSED ALL MIGHT TO DROP HIM DIDN’T I?!! AAAAHHHHHH!!! WHY ARE THE HEROES JUST STANDING THERE??! DO SOMETHING!!!

“Uh oh. Looks like the villain grabbed a middle schooler as a hostage” one of the bystanders commented Another middle schooler?? He wriggled through the crowd and tried to get to the front. Are they going through the same pain as me?? Oh god that’s horrible!

“hey, didn’t All Might catch this guy a little while ago?” someone asked. Midoriya froze.

“Oh yeah! All Might is here right?”

“No way! Really?!”

“Where is he?!” Probably coughing up a lung right now. Shit. I distracted him for too long and he ran out of time! Nice one Deku! He wiggled up to the front I don’t think anybody can grab him right now! Hold out for a bit longer! I’m sure someone will come eventually- The person being controlled tore away for a bit, screaming and struggling, quirk going full out. The shock of bright blonde hair, a startling contrast against the villain’s dull green caught his eye No. It can’t be-

LET GO!!” Katsuki roared looking around frantically for someone to help him. He made eye contact with the greenette and held up a five before signing a sloppy “’help”’ Without hesitating, Izuku tore through the barricade, slipping past the shocked heroes.

HEY KID! ARE YOU NUTS?!! GET BACK HERE!! STOP!!” They screamed SHUT UP! I GOTTA DO YOUR GODDAMN JOB FOR YOU!! He looked around for something to use and scooped up a piece of a stop sign pole.

“OI FUCKER!!” He yelled tossing his backpack and satchel aside while running “I’M BACK! ROUND 2 SUCKER!!” The villain whipped around and narrowed his one good eye at the boy

“YOU!!” it roared and lunged forward



“SHUT IT!! YOU SAVED ME! IT’S ONLY FAIR I DO THE SAME!!” Izuku laughed hysterically, dodging a swipe.

“YOU’RE DEAD KID!!” the goo screeched

“I’D LIKE TO SEE YOU TRY BITCH!!” He howled back. Katsuki turned his palm to face up and hit the villain’s face with an explosion, blinding him long enough for Midoriya to swing the pole into the good eye.

“LET GO!!” Bakugo yelled, twisting around to blast the recoiling monster. Izuku grabbed the other boy and yanked, kicking at the giant teeth dangerously close to them.

“Inside! Inside his mouth Kacchan!!” he shrieked frantically. Bakugo grinned and aimed his next blast at the gaping maw.

“DIE!!” the shock wave was enough to send the villain flying off of them. They tumbled to the ground, the blonde hacking and coughing. The villain towered over them, blinded and pissed. The two staggered up, fully intent on defending themselves

“’Probably not the best time to tell him I have a taser too huh?”’ Izuku signed. Katsuki grinned

“Let’s give him hell Deku”

“HEY KID! ARE YOU NUTS?!! GET BACK HERE!! STOP!!” One of the heroes yelled What’s going on?? What happened- He saw a familiar black, green and yellow blur run out into the fray. WHAT IS HE THINKING?? DOES THIS KID JUST HAVE A DEATH WISH?? There were surprised murmurs all around him

"OI FUCKER!! I'M BACK! ROUND 2 ASSHOLE!!" he heard the boy faintly cackle, tossing aside his bags and picking up a pole. No!! get back! You’re gonna get-  there was an explosion and the green blur jumped higher than seemed humanely possible, bringing the post down viciously into the villain’s other eye with an angry screech. How??  The heroes rushed forward to try and stop the kids from getting hurt any further but paused and backed away when the largest explosion yet ripped through the street. Just how strong is that other boy’s quirk?? He watched in horror as the scattered goop reared up, ready to attack the two boys standing off against it. Pathetic. I need to do something!! What kind of hero would I be if I can’t even live up to my own ideals! His body ached and groaned unhappily but he managed to change back. All Might entered the scene.

 “You keep blasting him in place!” Izuku yelled as they raced forward.

“Don’t tell me what to fuckin do!” Katsuki yelled back, distracting the villain with a well-aimed blast at his teeth. Midoriya pulled out his taser, ducked under a blind swing and threw the turned-on weapon into the gaping mouth.

“Kobe!” he cheered as the villain convulsed from the inside out. The two of them high-fived excitedly but their victory was short lived as the creature spat the device out of reach, now twice as mad and extremely eager to kill the two middle schoolers.

“Shit.” They chorused and dodged the angry swipe, racing as fast as possible towards the incoming heroes. The thing managed to blindly grab one of Izuku’s ankles, tripping him up and dragging the struggling child back. Bakugo screeched to a stop and grabbed hold of one of his friend’s wrists, getting pulled along as well.

“LET THE NERD GO!!” he howled, tugging at the kicking Midoriya. The two were lifted up by the monster, Katsuki now clinging to Izuku’s waist.

“I’m going to enjoy ripping you two piece by piece” he snarled. Bakugo snarled right back and Midoriya spat at the villain.

“Up yours dipshit” “Go fuck yourself” they snapped simultaneously. Right before the creature could make good on his promise, a large muscled hand grabbed hold of their uniforms

“I really should practice what I preach” the hero mumbled “A pro hero needs to be ready to risk his life for others in an instant!!” he reared back his other arm and the trio realized what he was about to do. Bakugo held on tighter while Midoriya froze and braced himself. “DETROIT!!!!”

“Fuck” the villain whimpered

SMASH!!!!!” All Might slammed his fist into the goop, sending him flying everywhere. He deposited the dazed kids gently on the street where they promptly collapsed. A few raindrops began to fall.

“N-no way” Izuku mumbled, sprawled out on the concrete “the air pressure- rising currents- rain- made weather-”

“I swear to god if you don’t shut the fuck up I’m gonna finish what that fucker started” Katsuki hissed at him with a small groan.

The crowd cheered over the victory as the rain fell harder, praising All Might for another job well done.

 “Mom’s gonna kill me” Katsuki whined as paramedics covered the two students in shock blankets “I lost one of my hearing aids”

“I just got my taser destroyed and probably ended up on the news! You think you’re gonna get grounded?? Mama’s never gonna let me out of the house again!!” Izuku whimpered, tugging the blanket around his shoulders tighter

“Oof. Sucks to be you” he snickered, shrugging the blanket off stubbornly. They sat in silence for a while watching the heroes pick up the debris and quietly responding to the medics prodding and poking. The first of the hero’s began to make his way over. Midoriya leaned over

“How much you wanna bet I’m gonna get yelled at for doing their job better than them?” he whispered, breaking the silence that was starting to get awkward between them.

“We’re gonna be here for hours” Bakugo sighed

 How come I get yelled at by the pros while Kacchan gets all the praise. He huffed, kicking an empty can in his path angrily At least I got my police questioning done first. I probably should’ve tried to apologize to All Might for causing this whole thing too. Or should I? he gave a little conflicted groan Whatever. I’ll write something on the website or some shit. He turned a corner and glanced at the setting sun. Crap. It’s pretty late. We really were there for hou-

I AM HERE!!” All Might cried as he zoomed from around a corner

“What the- Why are you here??“ he asked completely bewildered “Weren’t you surrounded by reporters??”

“Shaking them off is nothing! After all, I AM ALL-“he dissolved into a fit of bloody coughs and shrank down to his actual form.

“Do you need a pain killer?” Izuku fretted as he watched the hacking hero practically die in front of him.

“I’m already on some” he waved the boy off “But thank you for offering” he stood up straighter “I think we got off on the wrong foot kid”

“It’s fine” Midoriya dismissed “It was my fault, I got in the way and-“

“I’m actually here to thank you” Huh?? “and to offer you a proposal. If I hadn’t heard your story, I would’ve been another fake hero who didn’t live up to his own ideals. Nothing but insincerity and fake muscles”

“Um… okay?” The hell?? “ Look, I’m really sorry about the whole goo villain mess. Even though I’m quirkless I still got involved and I probably shouldn’t ha-“

“Exactly!” All Might cut in “Of everybody, out of all the heroes and bystanders there, only you, the small quirkless kid who rushed in so quickly, you inspired me to action!”  I did what now? I was just doing what anyone would’ve done for their friend! “Many of the top heroes claim that their bodies moved before they could even react!” No! I was just- I needed to help- I couldn’t stand there I-I “That’s what happened to you right?!” He needed help! My instincts took over! I- “Right??!”

“Y-Yes” he stammered out softly, beginning to hyperventilate and not meeting his hero in the eye I can’t breathe! It was just a fluke! Surely you don’t think you can just take back everything you told me before!

I believe you can become a hero!” Because you saw me be a reckless idiot and jump into a fight without thinking?? Dude!! Where are your standards?? “I believe you are worthy of inheriting my power!” *mental record scratch* Hang on- WHAT?!? He looked up.


“What’s with the face?” All Might laughed “I did say it was a proposal! I’m asking you if you want to try to accept my powers”

“????” Midoriya baffled

“It’s about my quirk kid” he wiped away the blood dribbling from his mouth “People always guess a ‘strength enhancer’ or a ‘booster’ as my quirk and I try to avoid the questions during interviews with jokes. Because the symbol of peace should be a natural born hero” he glanced at the dazed Izuku “My quirk in fact, was passed down to me. Kinda like an Olympic torch”

“Passed down??” the boy finally blurted out “seriously??” All Might nodded

“Yup. And I feel like it’s your turn next kid” Whoa now! Let’s slow down a bit here!

H-hang on a minute!” he yelped before dissolving into mutters, trying frantically to sort it all out

“Do you really doubt me that much?” You literally told me no more than a few hours ago I couldn’t be a hero and suddenly you pull a 180. So yes. I kinda do. He opened his mouth to protest “I keep many secrets kid, but I am no liar.” That’s not the really the issue here. “My quirk is the ability to pass down my power to others. Its called ‘One For All’”

“One For All…” he repeated slowly, still trying to register all this information.

“Basically the first person gets the power and hands it off to the next. That person then hones and refines it before passing it on to the next and so on and so forth. This way a link of power forms, becoming stronger and stronger with each person” Okay, got the gist of it. But once again-

“Why me??” he asked.

“I’ve tried to look for a successor and I feel you are perfect for it” he smiled “You may be quirkless-” Again with the quirkless. “But out there you were the most heroic out of all of us!”

“So you’re basically offering me a quirk?”

“Simply put, yes. But this is your choice kid. It all depends on you. Do you accept my offer or not?” All Might asked. Izuku’s mind went into overdrive. I could get a quirk! I wouldn’t ever be doubted again! ... He still doesn’t think I can do it without a quirk does he? But I said I would become a hero without a quirk. Should I really take it? He just poured out all his secrets to me but-

“Can I have some time to think it over?” He finally murmured “This is a big decision, I’m kinda tired, and I’m not thinking clearly at the moment. Just give me a night to sleep on it if that’s okay.” All Might seemed a bit surprised at the response but nodded

“Alright then” he agreed “We’ll do that”

“Thank you” Midoriya sighed “Tomorrow at 7 a.m. at the Takoba beach. I’ll give you my answer then” The hero took out his phone and set the reminder.

“I look forward to your decision my boy” he said before transforming and leaping away. Looks like I bought myself some time. A quirk of my own! Would it really be worth it?

“DEKU!!” Bakugo roared and raced towards him. What the- the blonde grabbed him by the shoulders and started pushing him ahead “Hurry up!! I ran while they were distracted and now the cops are after me!” he hissed, glancing behind him nervously. “I swear if I have to spend another second answering the same stupid fucking questions one more time I’m gonna flip!”

“You just walked out on them??!” Izuku shrieked, shoving aside one dilemma for another “You can’t do that Kacchan!!”

“Well I just did. So shut the fuck up and go!!” he snapped as the two took off down the streets.

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Seeing as how the two boys were tired, and Bakugo’s house was closer, Izuku decided to spend the night there. After placing a call to his frantic, sobbing mother, reassuring her he was fine and taking a well needed shower, the freckled boy began regaling his story to his best friend.

“Hold up hold up” Katsuki interrupted, towel drying his own hair, having recently bathed as well “He said what to you??!”

“Yup.” He sighed, fiddling with the old shirt he was in “I can’t be a hero without a quirk”

“Well that’s bullshit” Bakugo muttered angrily “I told you we were gonna be heroes and I fully intend on keeping that promise”

“It’s fine” he leaned back on the bed Katsuki was sitting on to look at him better “He offered me a quirk after seeing me run in to save your sorry ass” there was a beat of silence as Bakugo registered what he said and debated on whether or not to smack his friend for the insult.

“I’m sorry what??” he asked and Midoriya had a few seconds of pure panic as he shot up and turned around

“I-I can’t really explain it!! It was a secret!!” Izuku frantically backtracked

“Well remind me never to tell you anything ever again” Bakugo scoffed

“I mean, that’s a given.” Midoriya mumbled “5th grade?”

“Oh god don’t remind me. Now what’s this about getting a quirk?”

“I can’t ex-“

“Yeah yeah I heard.” He snapped “Well? Are you gonna take it or not?”

“Well that’s the thing…” Izuku trailed off “I’m not really sure if I should”

“And let me guess” Katsuki sighed “You want me to make the fucking decision for you, you indecisive bitch?”

“No, I just need a second opinion”

“Alright fine.” Bakugo slid down to sit next to the freckled boy “ Listen up you fucking moron because I’m only gonna tell you all of this once”


“With or without a quirk, I know you can make it as a hero. But at the same time, getting a quirk will definitely make that path a fuck ton of a lot easier. Hell, it’ll probably open up whole new opportunities and this sounds like a one in a lifetime chance. Any person with some common fucking sense would leap at this opening ” Ah. So he does think I should take it. “And yet-“ he grinned viciously, flicking his friend’s forehead “ You don’t exactly have much sense. And what better way to tell everyone who ever doubted you, All Might included, a big ol’ ‘Fuck you’ than by becoming a hero without a quirk?”

“So…. No?”

“It’s up to you Deku” Katsuki shrugged, getting up “Whatever you pick, I’ll be there to beat your ass into the ground should you get too cocky” he snickered

 All Might stood there, glancing around for the small boy he had met the day before. This beach is a mess. Well, at least I know what to do if he does decide to take it. He thought back on the stubborn glare and angry scowl the boy had given him before leaping off the roof. I don’t even know if he will take it. I was pretty harsh to him yester- is that a phone? He looked over to the direction of the noise and walked over. There. On a bench sat an unmanned cellphone ringing. He glanced all around, looking for its owner before answering it.

“Hello?” he asked. There was a startled yelp and a familiar freckled face came into view onto the screen.

“H-Hi!!” Midoriya squeaked out, screen shaking “Um, can you hear me?”

“Yes.” He responded, quite confused and sat down on the bench “Is this what you meant by meeting up?”

“A-Ah! Sorry!! I chickened out and this was the next best thing I could think of…” he stammered out sheepishly

“It’s okay” All Might reassured, still a bit confused “So… have you made your decision my boy?” The boy took a shaky breath before a resolve filled him. He stared at the hero through the screen, jade eyes piercing.

“I realize what a huge opportunity this is, a one in a lifetime chance really, and I’m honored you would even consider me as your successor” he paused “But I’m afraid I have to respectfully decline the offer.” All Might was honestly taken aback. “I know how much of a big deal this is and that my path to become a hero would be much easier if I took your power, however-hey! What are you- stop it! Give it back!” the screen was filled with blurry footage and sounds of a scuffle could be heard through the speaker. When the video stabilized, the meek, green haired boy was replaced with a crimson eyed, blonde demon.

“Wow. Are you sure this is the same guy?” The blonde laughed, holding the phone far away from him and holding back a frantic Midoriya with a leg from tackling him.

“Give it back!” Izuku shrieked, arms flailing.

“No. Fuck you” he snickered, flipping off his friend before turning back to the screen “And you!” he grinned at the now very nervous All Might “Relax. I won’t tell anyone about… this.” He gestured to the skeleton on the other side of the phone. “Anyway. I want you to take a good look at this fucking nerd All Might.” He put Izuku in a headlock and moved the phone closer so that their faces filled the screen. “Because we’re the ones who are gonna surpass you. Wait and see. We’re gonna be the best goddamn heroes this world has ever fucking seen! And he’s gonna do it without a quirk! Just watch!”

“Not the way I would have phrased it” Midoriya mumbled angrily, before giving a soft smile at All Might “But he’s right. I’ll become a hero with my own power. As generous as this offer is, you’d be better off finding a better successor.” The smile turned into a cheeky grin “I’ll be a hero no one can doubt. One that’ll make you proud. Thank you for everything All Might.”


“NOW GIVE ME BACK MY PHONE YOU SON OF A-“ the call ended. All Might couldn’t help but smile at his fan’s determination. I see. He fully intends on being a hero even without a quirk. How admirable. He got up. I’ll be waiting eagerly for that day young man.

“Guess it’s back to plan A” All Might sighed. Wait. WHO’S PHONE IS THIS??

 “I JUST YELLED AT ALL MIGHT!!” Katsuki screeched into his pillow “WHAT HAVE I DONE?!!” he whipped the pillow back out and hurled it at Midoriya, nailing him in the head. “THIS IS ALL YOUR FAULT!!”

“How is this my fault??” Izuku yelped, trying to block the angry barrage of hits from his own pillow.

“BECAUSE YOU WERE TOO MUCH OF A FUCKING COWARD TO MAKE THE CALL YOURSELF THAT’S WHY!!” he buried his face into Midoriya’s covers “I FUCKING HATE YOU SO MUCH RIGHT NOW” came the muffled shriek. Izuku laughed as he swatted him back.

“Thanks for being here Kacchan.” he chuckled “I probably would’ve completely bailed if you didn’t pin me down and held me hostage when you dialed”

“Damn right you better be fucking grateful!” he yelled, still slightly muted. Midoriya plopped down on the bed next to him.

“So… how long is it again ‘til the entrance exam?”

Chapter Text

“I need the strongest iced coffee you have Sou-chan” Izuku yawned.

“What the hell happened to you??” Hitoshi cried at the sight of his exhausted, baggy eyed friend.

“Training. I was up all night” he mumbled, bouncing up and down to keep himself awake and glancing at his phone for the time. Shinsou shot a suspicious glare at Bakugo, who luckily didn’t notice.

“How much sleep did you get last night??” the blonde interrogated while placing his morning order

“Look we can’t all have perfect sleep schedules like you Kacchan” he snapped back “If anything, you should be getting after Sou-chan. He looks like he hasn’t slept in three days.”

“Whoa now!” Hitoshi yelped, sliding their iced coffee’s over the counter “As valid as that argument is, let’s not drag me into the sleep discussion again”

“He always looks like that” Bakugo answered angrily at the green haired boy before turning to Shinsou “And I swear to god petunia head, if you pulled another three all-nighters in a row again I’m gonna-“

“Yeah, yeah. You’ll knock me out and force me to sleep” he sighed, having heard the threat before.

“Shinsou! You’re gonna be late for school again!” A voice called out from the back.

“Shit!” he cursed and began untying the blue apron on him “IN A MINUTE!!” he ripped the apron off, balled it up and tossed it under the counter “You guys coming after school?”

“I’ll see if I can make it after my anger management classes” Katsuki muttered frustratedly

“Ha!” Izuku cackled “That’s right! You have to take those!”

“You’re on thin fucking ice Deku” he snarled. Midoriya ignored him, dragging the seething blonde towards the door

“I think I’ll stop by while after a ‘run’ or two!” he called out “Later Sou-chan!”

“Bye Izu-kun! Good riddance blondie!”


 Come on come on Hisoki-sempai~” Midoriya begged “You gotta teach me that wall to wall climbing you did!! Please?~”

“Nope. Knowing you, you’ll end up at Toke-san’s again.” He responded, shaking off the clinging child

“Pleeeeeeeeaaaaseee?~” Izuku pouted. The navy-blue haired boy stood firm. “Fine” Izuku huffed “Guess I’ll just have to ask Uta-san then~” he drawled

“Get the fuck over here.” Hisoki snapped “Like that prick could do any better than me”


“We’ll start you off easy” he sighed in defeat “find a space you can climb with by bracing yourself with your legs and arms on like we taught you. Yeah, that’s perfect” he said as Midoriya perched with his legs spread out in between the two buildings.

“Okay now what?” he asked.

“Alright, try to push off one leg to the other wall and see how far up you can go” Hisoki ordered and Izuku did as he was told.

“What are you doing?” Hana asked as she sidled up to Hisoki

“Trying to teach this little punk how to wall climb”

“So how’s it going so far?” she asked right before there was a yelp and a crash as a green and gray blur fell into a dumpster

“I’m okay!” Izuku piped up, sticking a thumbs up out of the black trash bags

“We’re getting there” he sighed

 "Come on!” Bakugo yelled “We have 5 months before the entrance exam!” he angrily sipped the new spicy drink Shinsou had made after Katsuki’s years of pestering. “You’re all fucking hopeless!”

“I’m trying!!” Midoriya yelled frustratedly back “I don’t know what it’s talking about??”

“Oof. Why even bother going to high school?” Taka mumbled, taking a chug of their boba. The four middle schoolers turned and stared at them simultaneously.

“What do you mean?!!” Mina shrieked, previously agonizing over her math

“Who wouldn’t want go to U.A?!” Sero gaped, currently trying to strangle his homework to no avail.

“Us.” Hiroki snickered

“You all could’ve made it in if you had applied” Izuku mumbled

“Not this again” Tamako sighed “We’re fine as we are o-toto. Some of us, big shock, are okay with not being heroes”

“You still would’ve made awesome pro’s” he sighed “Now does anyone know how to graph quadratic equations?”

“Oh hell naw” the older teen yelped “get outta here with that shit”

 “Mama!” Izuku called out “You still home?!”

“I’m in the kitchen!” Inko cried out. Izuku slipped into the kitchen and opened the fridge

“Ah. We need more groceries ma.” He noted

“I know I’m sorry.” She apologized while running around for her things “I meant to get some today but Aiya just called in and can’t make it in for her shift and Etsuko still hasn’t shown up in ICU and there’s been a villain attack so-“

“It’s fine” Izuku reassured, handing her her dinner and jacket “I’ll go get some later, here are your keys, don’t forget your id again” she caressed her son’s cheek gently. “I’ll be fine. Breakfast will be in the fridge when you get back”

“What would I do without you baby?” she chuckled, and kissed the top of his head “I’ll text you a list of groceries later”

“Okay.” He giggled before turning her towards the door “Come on! You’re gonna be late to work!”

“Ack!” she looked at her watch “You’re right! Bye Izu dear!”

“Bye!” he called out. He waited for a few minutes after the door closed before racing to his room and snatching up his ‘running’ outfit. A grey hoodie, ripped jeans and black face mask with a sharp toothed grin design on it. He grabbed his Go-Pro and phone before sliding the window of his room open and slipping out.

Best Boi

Im gonna go record. Any place in particular?

Angry Pomeranian

don’t you have homework?

Best Boi

I’m getting groceries

on the way



Angry Pomeranian

You get arrested again and I’m not bailing you out

I mean it deku



Best boi

So how bout 25th and sakura lane?

Angry Pomeranian

i fucking hate you

Angry Pomeranian

get me shitty footage again and ill kill you

Best Boi

love you too


Angry Pomeranian

get fucked.

 “So are you guys ready for the exam?” Dark asked over lunch

“Exam? What exam??” Izuku yelped, looking up from his notebook “We have a test today?!?” he began flipping through his planner

“I meant the entrance exam for U.A” Dark chuckled. Midoriya gave him a blank look. “It’s next week? Did you forget about it or something?” the greenette looked down at the calendar in his lap

“WHAT??!!?” the whole table burst into laughter “WHEN DID THIS HAPPEN??” Bakugo shot him a betrayed and yet still pissed look

“I’VE BEEN REMINDING YOUR ASS ALL MONTH! HOW ARE YOU JUST NOW REALIZING THIS??” he yelled as Midoriya continued to flip back and forth on a single page, looking more and more horrified.

“AAAAHHHHH!!! I’M NOWHERE NEAR READY FOR THIS!!!” He wailed as Katsuki began beating him over the head with a folder, the rest of their friends still howling with laughter


“STOP IT” Izuku sobbed as they continued cackling “IT’S NOT FUNNY”

Chapter Text

“Do you have everything dear?” Inko fretted anxiously as her son slipped his satchel and backpack on

 “Don’t worry mama” he reassured, giving her a hug and kissing the top of her head “I’ll be fine. I can take care of myself and besides” he picked up the metal bat by the doorway and laid it on his shoulder “Kacchan will be there. He always makes sure I don’t get in trouble” he flashed a beaming grin and walked out “I’ll call you when we’re done okay?!”

“Izuku?!” she said and he paused to look back

“Yes?” there was a small moment of silence

“You’ve gotten so strong. I’m proud of you” She gave him a soft smile “I just wanted you to know that”

“Thank you. I love you too” he returned the smile before racing down the steps excitedly where an impatient Katsuki stood waiting with his book bag over his shoulder.

“It’s about fucking time nerd” he huffed, and glanced at the bat “You sure they’re gonna let you take that in?”

“The application sheet said we could bring in any equipment for our quirk we needed” Izuku shrugged “since I don’t have one, technically I could bring in anything” he gave an evil grin “I could bring in a tank if I fucking felt like it” Bakugo shuddered in horror at the thought

“Come on nerd” he snapped, jogging ahead “We’re gonna miss the train”

 “Sou-chan!!” Izuku greeted as he and Katsuki boarded the train car. Hitoshi looked up from his phone and gave a small smirk

“Gee Izu-chan~” he snickered as the two wiggled their way over “Who are you murdering today?”

“I’ll decide on the way” Midoriya snarked back, flashing a grin and hugging the purple haired boy

“Don’t tempt him. He’ll actually do it” Bakugo sighed, holding on to one of the hand rails above him and giving Shinsou a nod in greeting.

“That…that’s actually pretty terrifying” he admitted “So, today’s the practical right? after the written portion?”

“Ye. You scared petunia?” the blonde teased. Shinsou flipped him off.

“You wish blondie” He snapped

“Come on guys.” Midoriya huffed “Be nice. We’re all in the same boat”

“Wrong. I’m in the awesome boat and I’m gonna blast all of you outta the water!” Katsuki boasted

“In your dreams you angry dandelion” Hitoshi answered, right before almost getting strangled

 The trio had grown by the time they stepped off the train, now joined by Sero, Mina and a boy she had introduced as one of her classmates, Kirishima. The colorful group made their way down the pathway, drawing a lot of attention to themselves and parting the crowd. Probably because Bakugo and Hitoshi still hadn’t stopped loudly arguing. And maybe the smiling, perfectly calm,  green haired boy walking in between them with a bat had something to do with it too.

“Kacchan. Sou-chan.” The freckled one said sweetly, interrupting their quarrel “I have a bat and I’m perfectly okay with using it on the both of you if you don’t pipe down.” Well, maybe not so calm.

“Are we allowed to change?” Sero whined, tugging at his uniform “This isn’t very comfortable to fight or whatever in”

“Probably” Mina answered “right after the, ugh, actual test ‘test’”

“You two better pass that!” Katsuki yelled, turning his wrath on them “I didn’t waste my fucking time teaching you two numbskulls how to math just for you to fucking fail! Mark my words, if you don’t fucking pass that I’ll kill you!”

“You’re so scary Bakugo-kun~” Mina whined, flinching at his outburst.

“He means for you two to do your best!” Midoriya translated happily, speeding up to avoid the angry swing from the explosive teen “Hey! Is that Ojiro-semp-ack!” he tripped over his own feet and plummeted to the ground. He braced himself for the impact but when he opened his eyes-

“Are you okay?” a sweet voice asked


“Oi dumbass!” Bakugo snarled, smacking the floating boy on the head “Why are you so fucking clumsy?”

“What?” he blurted out, still spinning mid-air. He twisted around to get a better look at his savior. Next to his friends stood a beaming brunette, bundled up like the rest of them against the cold.

“Sorry for using my quirk on you but, it’s a bad omen to trip” she giggled. Bakugo grabbed the levitating Izuku’s uniform collar and the girl pressed her finger pads together, dropping him. Midoriya let out a strangled squawk as the fabric caught around his neck and he was roughly dumped on his feet.

“Thanks for that” Shinsou said, nodding at the girl. ”He can be an idiot sometimes”

“Sou-chan!!!” the green haired boy whined as Sero, Mina and Bakugo began teasing him mercilessly. She smiled at them and waved before jogging off.

“No problem! Good luck to all of you!”

“You know, I honestly wonder sometimes how you’ve survived this long Mido-chan” Sero snickered while Kirishima quietly checked over the flushing Izuku.

“You guys are so mean!” he sniffled before grabbing Kirishima by the elbow and dragging him off “Come on Kiri-san. You’re my new best friend.”

“Wait- what? Hang on- wait!” the dark-haired boy sputtered out, protests falling on deaf ears. They made quite the sight when they finally entered the building. A tiny freckled child tugged at a sharp-toothed boy while a neon pink girl pulled back and three other children tried not to have an aneurysm from laughing.

 “My brain hurts~”  Midoriya whined, taking his seat in the auditorium next to Bakugo “The test was pretty simple but goddamn that was a lot of questions”

“What’s up losers?” Hitoshi greeted, plopping down next to the exhausted greenette “Was that test easy or what?”

“Definitely” Katsuki answered with a confident smirk as Izuku buried his face in his arms and gave a muffled shriek. “Where’s Pinky, Soy Sauce and Shark face?” oh yeah. Where are they? Midoriya looked up and around the auditorium before pointing out a bright pink fluffball farther off.

“One-san is over there. So is Sero-kun and Kiri-san” Bakugo grunted and muttered something about them passing and death. They chatted quietly while a blonde-haired man dressed in leather, sunglasses and speakers walked up on the platform.

“So what’s this?” Shinsou asked, holding up the sheet of paper they all had in front of them. “Please tell me they aren’t what I think they are” Izuku looked over the sheet Robots? Okay. I can deal with robots. Oh. OH! Poor Sou-chan. This isn’t gonna go well for him. He opened his mouth to answer-

“WELCOME TO TODAY’S PERFORMANCE!!! CAN I GET A ‘HEY’?!?!” the leather-clad blonde screeched. He was met with absolute silence. Midoriya instantly recognized that voice. The man pressed forward, undaunted “OKAY THEN! THAT’S COOL EXAMINEE LISTENERS!! I’M HERE TO GIVE YOU INSTRUCTIONS ON THE TEST!! ARE! YOU! READY?!” complete quiet greeted him once more. “YEEEEAAAAAHHHHH!!!!”

“’Does he have a volume button?”’ Katsuki grumbled and lowered his hearing aids

“That’s the voice hero Present Mic!” Shinsou and Midoriya squealed. That’s right. Sou-chan really likes Present Mic because of his voice quirk. Hitoshi cleared his throat awkwardly and went back to his usual impassiveness

“I listen to his radio show every week!” Izuku started muttering, practically vibrating with excitement “It’s so inspiring, plus he’s really nice! He let me ‘re-decorate’ his studio once on a run! I guess all the U.A teachers really are Pro-Hero’s!!”

“Wait you met him??!” Shinsou hissed. Oops. Let that slip.

“Will you shut the fuck up?” Katsuki snarled at the same time

“’You’re telling more of this later”’ he signed frantically at Midoriya before turning his attention back to the loud hero.


“’This is so people from the same middle school can’t help each other out right?”’ Bakugo asked

“Yeah. It’s also why our id numbers are put in different arenas” Izuku answered back absentmindedly, still reading over the paper

“I’m gonna crush them all,” he smirked “Lucky you. You get another day to live”

“Sure blondie” Shinsou huffed

“I can still kill you insomniac-”


“’Three?? But there’s four on here”’ the lilac-haired boy signaled in confusion, re-reading the page

“’Weird”’ Bakugo noted, also glancing at the paper “’is it bonus points or something?”’

“No. It talks right here about the zero-pointer” Midoriya pointed out the section “From what I can guess, it’s basically an obstacle of sorts. You need to work around it or whatever” the other two nodded in understanding

“YOU WILL USE YOUR QUIRKS TO TAKE DOWN THE VILLAINS AND EARN AS MANY POINTS AS POSSIBLE! OF COURSE, ATTACKING OTHER EXAMINEE’S IS STRICTLY PROHIBITED AND WILL GET YOU DISQUALIFIED!” Katsuki ‘Tched’ disappointedly and his two friends stared at him in horror at his annoyance. A boy with dark hair and glasses a few rows in front of them stood up suddenly, hand raised

“Pardon the interruption but I have a question!” he called out. Everyone stared at him as Present Mic nodded in approval for him to continue “This information sheet says there’s no less than four types of villains!”

“Hey. I just explained that.” I guess he didn’t figure it out either

“Such an error, if it is one, is quite unbecoming of one of Japan’s top hero schools!” he continued “We are here to become top heroes!”

“’Wow.”’ Shinsou snickered “’prissy much?”’ Bakugo gave a snort of laughter.


“Thank you for explaining sir!” he gave a bow before he straightened up, whipped around and pointed at the trio angrily, shooting them a glare.

“And you three!” they froze in surprise “Especially you in the middle with the curly hair!” Me?? “You’ve been talking and muttering this whole time and it’s distracting!” at least I didn’t stand up and start yelling. Now who’s being distracting? “If this is some sort of game to you then please leave!” Excuse me?

Izuku could sense Shinsou bristling angrily on his left and he placed a hand on his arm to calm his friend, the other hand gripping the knife in his own pocket tightly. Murder isn’t legal Izuku. Calm down. He flashed the boy with glasses a sweet smile, ears burning at the snickers from around the room.

“Oh. We’re sorr-“ In hindsight, he probably should’ve grabbed the blonde on his right instead.

“You say something four-eyes?!” Bakugo yelled, getting up and daring the boy to answer, “At least he was able to figure out what that fourth one was for without interrupting and asking!” oh my gooooooood

“Kacchan!” Izuku hissed, tugging at his friend’s sleeve “You’re gonna get us kicked out!”

“Yeah,” Hitoshi drawled, smirking at the sputtering boy below “did you even read the sheet?” he held it up triumphantly, while the flustered Midoriya looked betrayed “It says it right there. And really, who’s causing the distraction right now?” The kid looked even more harassed and began trying to utter a comeback. As much as I’d love telling this guy off, you two are embarrassing me!

“Will the both of you can it?!” Izuku snarled, shoving a seething Katsuki back in his seat and smacking a giggling Shinsou on the back of the head before turning back to the other boy. “I’m so sorry” Not really. They had a good point.

“I’m not apologizing for jack squat!” the blonde teen sneered, glaring at the still standing and gaping boy. “What’s wrong four-eyes? Cat got your tongue?” I fucking hate all of you right now. Izuku pulled out his taser, the new one he’d filed for, put it on the lowest setting and shocked his friend, causing Bakugo to jump and yelp indignantly.

“Shut. Up.” He hissed and pointed it at him under the table, out of sight, threatingly “Or I’m turning it up.” He whipped around to the grinning boy on the other side of him, murder in his eyes and pointed the taser at him “Stuff it or you’re next.” He warned. The two furiously quieted down, alternating between glaring at the boy in front of them and the boy in between them. “I’m sorry about that Mr. Present Mic” he apologized with a small bow and sat back down.

“I also apologize on the interruption.” the boy muttered out as well, bowing slightly at the very amused Present Mic and taking his seat.


Chapter Text

Izuku stretched out and swung his bat back and forth to get a better feel of it. He, along with all the others in his exam area, had changed into their fighting clothes and equipment. Midoriya himself was wearing a variation of his parkour outfit. A grey hoodie, white tank-top underneath, leggings, volleyball shorts, his usual red boots, fingerless leather gloves and a holster on his right thigh where his taser was strapped. He patted his waistband to make sure his switchblade was still snugly hidden, and once reassuring himself that it was, finally took a good look around.

Lots of people were chattering about the size of the city but the big gate blocked out most of the view. I’ll be fine. He told himself I work best in the city. Piece of cake. He saw a familiar mop of purple hair and grinned. Sou-chan! And that girl who saved my ass this morning! She seemed to be doing some breathing exercises while Shinsou looked ready to puke. I didn’t manage to thank her for earlier. I’ll go do it now. And maybe give Sou-chan my bat. He looks like he’ll need it more than me. He rested the bat on his shoulder and started his way over when a familiar voice piped up, freezing him in his tracks

“That girl seems to be doing some kind of meditation to focus” oh my fucking god its you again. The boy from earlier placed his hand on his free shoulder and Midoriya tried not to scream in frustration. “Why are you even here? Are you trying to distract her too?” The other kids around them began to murmur and chuckle, no doubt remembering the whole incident from earlier. He shook the hand off of his shoulder and turned only his head to glare at the taller boy

“You got a problem with me or something?” he snapped. The other blinked in surprise at Izuku’s viciousness “Look. I already apologized for earlier okay? Lay off, because right now you’re distracting me and everyone else” he gestured to the crowd forming around them. The other opened his mouth to say something before getting interrupted

“What’s going on here Izu?” Hitoshi asked, walking over to step in between them and staring at Glasses “Is there an issue?” he crossed his arms and the look on his face said that there better not be

“ah, no. I was just-“ the boy sputtered. Izuku gave the boy a quick look over, huffed in amusement and shot him a condescending smirk

“Nothing I couldn’t handle” he reassured sweetly, smirk dissolving into an innocent smile before turning to his friend. “Come on Sou-chan” he began dragging him away from the stunned crowd. “I don’t want any more distractions right now” They made their way over to Kirishima who looked shocked at the quiet Midoriya’s outburst.

“You good bro?” the boy asked. Izuku let out a sigh of relief and leaned on him

“I’m fine Kiri-san” he sniffled “I just wanted to thank that girl from earlier”

“You gotta stop picking fights with people dude” Shinsou chuckled. The greenette held a finger to his lips

“Sshhh~” Izuku murmured “hush now Sou-chan.” He pushed himself off the dark-haired boy and shook his head, curls flying wildly “Okay.” He began pulling his hair back in its usual half-ponytail and slipped his headband on. “Test’ll start in a bit. Focus Izuku.” He turned to the amused Hitoshi and held out his bat “Do you need to borrow this?” Shinsou shook his head

“Nah. I’m sure I’ll be fine” he hesitated “Probably…”

“Why didn’t you bring something Hitoshi-san?” Kirishima asked. The two of them gave him a mournful smile

“Didn’t know there’d be robots” he chuckled sheepishly “Thought I’d actually get to use my quirk”

“You’ll do fine. Just remember the fighting techniques we taught you.” Midoriya reassured “Last chance. You want the bat or not?”

“Yeah, pretty sure that’s not gonna help against giant 8 plUS FoOT ROb-“ He was interrupted by a loud air-horn over the speakers

“AAAAAND… BEGIN!” Present Mic announced. They stood around in surprise as the gates swung open. “WHAT’S WRONG?! THE TEST HAS STARTED! GET A MOVE ON! COME ON! RUN! RUN! RUN!”

“Ack! Good luck guys!” Izuku yelped as he raced past some of the still stunned crowd towards the gates “Whooo! Let’s go!”

 Midoriya raced into the arena eagerly, scanning around. A one-pointer landed right in front of him almost immediately. “Target Acquired” it rumbled, red eyes powering up. Okay, the facts sheet said these were fast, but fragile. He raised his bat with a fiendish grin. Good thing I’m faster. He lunged and the robot made a satisfying, metallic crunch under his blow.

“One down. Plenty more to go”  he sped towards the center of the city and sure enough, there were lots of ‘Villains’ to take down. He tightened his grip and let out a whoop of joy. I can go full out for once!

 Bakugo Katsuki was having the time of his life. Smoke, fire and sparks filled his vision and he loved it. He paused to take a breather, palms smoking and surrounded by metallic rubble. Another robot came into view and before anyone could take it, he blasted over and made short work of it, laughing maniacally as he did. I wonder how Deku’s doing he wondered as he disposed of yet another ‘villain’ and yanked a distracted Sero out of the way of an incoming enemy

“Watch it soy sauce!” he snapped as he blasted the robot to bits

“Thanks dude!” Sero wheezed, giving him a grin and thumbs up before darting away

“Fuck off!” He’s probably having tons of fun right now.

 Izuku was having fun in fact. He wasn’t doing too bad either, having already racked up 12 points. By now he was battered and bruised, hoodie tied around his waist to get it out of the way but the smile never left his face.

“QUIRKLESS WONDER COMING THROUGH!” he yelled, racing past a startled competitor to smash another three-pointer. He jumped off the destroyed robot and looked around for more. He saw Kirishima rip apart a robot with his hardening quirk, the gravity girl was smashing the ‘villains’ into the ground, and Shinsou was trying to make do by dropping chunks of cement on the robots. Even the annoying kid with glasses was holding his own. I hope Sou-chan gets enough points. There’s a limited number of robots isn’t there?

“SIX MINUTES AND TWENTY-TWO SECONDS LEFT!” Mic yelled over the speakers

“Shit” he muttered “Gotta pick up the pace” After a couple more smashes, his bat was pretty much done for. He tossed it aside and picked up a chunk of pipe around the same size and continued on.

Izuku put his parkour and gymnastics training to good use. He scaled walls and lamp posts, using the extra momentum from gravity to utterly destroy the robots, impaling them with anything he could get his hands on. Occasionally he’d use his taser to short-circuit the beasts by jabbing it into their mainframe. He managed to corner another three-pointer against a wall and lunged but the mechanical beast swung an arm, knocking him roughly aside. Oh that does it. He promptly got back up and dodged around a competitor who wanted to take the points for themselves “This one’s mine” he snarled and climbed up in one of its blind spots, hooked his legs around its head and reached into a gap in its armor. He felt around until he found what he wanted “I wonder what would happen if I pulled these out you metallic piece of shit” he chirped passive-aggressively while viciously tearing out wires. The machine crumpled to the floor and he hopped off grinning in victory.

The green haired boy noticed a two-pointer in an alley, waiting for anyone to get too close. Easy pickings! Using his wall hopping technique, he darted over the beast and dropped down on it, tearing out its wires like the other. He strode out of the alley proudly and surveyed the chaos before him for any other free points. Alrighty! What’s next? The ground began to rumble and shake under him. What the- an earthquake??

The largest fucking robot Midoriya had ever seen in his life came smashing and stumbling into view.

“Oh you have got to be shitting me.”

He ran.

 Ohmygodwhythefuckisitsobigthisissofrickinextraisweartogod he panicked, racing after the crowd, before tumbling to the ground “oww~”

“Oww~” came the echo. Wait. How was that an echo? There’s no echoes out here. He whipped around and there, pinned by the rubble right in the path of the zero-pointer, was the nice girl from this morning. Next to her, trying his very best to move the cement was- Oh come on! He staggered back to his feet and pushed his way past the other panicked children to his friend.

“Are you nuts??!!” he shrieked, stooping down to help the boy move the rocks.

“You wouldn’t love me any other way Izu-kun” Shinsou panted back with a grin. The three of them glanced at the leviathan slowly but surely making its way towards them.

“Go!” the girl yelped “You’re gonna get crushed!”

“So will you!” Hitoshi snapped “We’re not leaving you!”


“Sou-chan get her out” Izuku ordered before picking up a pole, razor sharp on one end “ I’m gonna try to buy you some time”

“Wait. What are you-“ Midoriya took off in the direction of the gimmick “IZUKU! STOP! YOU’RE GONNA GET KILLED! YOU’RE CRAZY!”


“Is he really going to fight that thing with only a pole?!” she whimpered as the purple haired boy seemed torn between chasing him down or staying to help. He decided on the latter.

“Stubborn bastard is gonna get murdered! Blondie’s gonna have a fucking field day with this. One job. I had one job. Don’t let him be a reckless idiot.” Shinsou grumbled before getting back to the task at hand “Come on. We gotta move or else we’ll all be dead”

 I’m a fucking idiot~ I’m gonna fucking die~ these singsong words played over and over as he got closer and closer. Take in your opponent. Analyze, find the weaknesses and make them pay. He came to a halt and looked the monster over. It looked strangely familiar, or at least part of it did. The legs!! They’re the same as one of the two-pointers I took down! A sense of calm washed over him and he focused Okay. I can deal with that. I took it down by targeting its joints and this is just a larger version. No biggie. A hysterical laugh escaped him as he rushed forward to meet the giant leg. My left, its right. That’s the one that’ll land on the girl and Sou-chan so I gotta get rid of that one first.

He scrambled up the metal, puncturing the weak spots with his makeshift weapon. He dashed over where the leg met the body and began slashing at the wires connecting the two. Gears and pipes were crushed with his boots, sharp pole weakening the joint as much as possible. He glanced over his shoulder where the two still were. Shit!! We’re only a couple steps away!! The leg groaned under the weight as it stepped down. Of course! Use its weight against it! He broke the load bearing parts quickly, stabbing the pole into the final bundle of mess where it got stuck.

“Come on come on!” he whined, panic setting in again. He stomped down and nearly knocked himself over. “Fine. You wanna be a bitch?” he snarled, grabbing hold of a sheet of metal jutting out the side for balance and jumped. He slammed his feet onto the pole as hard as possible. It went in a little deeper and the foot lowered towards the ground. Running out of time! Come on Izuku! He jumped again, higher this time. The weapon sunk in some more. One more!! He lept as high as his hold would allow him and kicked when he landed to add extra force. The pole sliced through and there was a satisfying snap as the zero-pointer stepped on its leg. The damaged leg crumpled under the weight, toppling over.

“YES!!” Izuku cheered before realizing one tiny detail. The robot was falling on its leg…the leg he was still perched on “FUCK!!” he shrieked, scrambling as fast as his instincts allowed him over the falling machine What are you doing??! You’re going up! Up! There’s no escape once you reach the top!! He reached the top much too fast and still had no plan. Fuck it. There’s only a possibility of death if I jump while I will most certainly get crushed if I stick around. He raced to the edge and pushed off as far as possible. He hung there, suspended in mid air for a few blissful seconds as the robot careened into a nearby building, utterly destroying it. Then gravity, like the bitch it is, took its hold.

Chapter Text

Shinsou managed to drag the girl out, propping her up and leading her away.

“Wait” she croaked “Your friend” He looked behind him in worry at the too close for comfort machine and the tiny human climbing it.

“I-I’m sure he’ll be fin-“ the robot creaked and groaned, leg buckling under it. “Oh god what is he doing??!” she pushed him off and limped over as fast as possible

“We have to help!” she panted. “We can’t leave him!”

“Crap. I gotta go save this idiot and barely have any points to top it off,” he muttered and followed after her. “Can you use your quirk?” she hesitated and the zero-pointer crashed into a nearby building

“I’ll overload it if I use it agai-“ they looked up, saw a screaming green dot careening towards the ground and locked eyes fearfully.

“Do it.”

 Izuku always hated falling. And as someone who parkoured, he tried not to fall a lot. But this time he knew for a fact Hisoki and the others wouldn’t be there to catch him. I’m gonna die. That’s it. Let’s face it Izuku old boy. There’s no way you’re getting out of this one aliv- A hand slapped his face as he dropped, stopping him mere feet from the pavement below. He looked up and saw Shinsou holding up the gravity girl, both of them perched on a levitating robot’s head. She shakily brought her finger pads together

“Re-release” she gasped out and everything fell, including Midoriya. Hitoshi patted her back gently as the girl promptly threw up all over the side. He left her there to finish up privately and hopped down to rush over to Izuku.

“Are you okay?” he fretted. Midoriya waved him off with a small groan as he sat up

“I’m fine, I’m fine” he panted “Are you two okay?? Are you hurt?? Did everyone get out in time?? Is she sick because of me? Did she overuse her qui-“

“She’ll be fine” Shinsou reassured, looking over at the tired girl.

“Oh thank god” he breathed, tears beginning to well up. “You guys saved me. I would’ve honestly died if-“

“AND THAT’S IT!! IT’S ALL OVER!!” Shinsou froze in horror. Izuku noticed this through his tears.

“Sou-chan… how many points did you get?” he asked softly.  Hitoshi just gave a small, wobbly smile.

“Like three” he answered just as quiet. The two boys stared at each other before Midoriya completely broke down, apologizing over and over about how if he’d just been more careful or more insistent on him taking the bat or helping him get points “Hey, what’s done is done” he chuckled sadly “I wouldn’t have made it pretty far in a fight with my quirk anyway” This just set the other boy crying louder about how it wasn’t fair that his amazing quirk wasn’t showcased in this stupid test.

 The other examinees began to make their way sheepishly back, surprised at the sight of a girl practically passed out on a robot head, the feisty boy from the beginning sobbing and his dead looking friend trying to calm him down.

“Did he really take that thing down by himself?”

“What was his quirk to let him attack at the gimmick like that?”

“He doesn’t have one.”

“No way!”

“Yeah, I heard him yell something about a quirkless wonder right before stealing my points”

“How’d he get so strong?”

“Why is he crying though? Didn’t peg him for the emotional type”

“Maybe it was an act?” a dark-haired boy pushed his way through and rushed over

“Oh my god! Are you two okay?!” he asked. Izuku tried to explain but only worked himself up even more, causing him to cry incomprehensibly.

“We’re fine Kirishima-kun” Shinsou reassured. Midoriya bawled harder and Kirishima shot him a worried look “Believe me, he’s fine. I’ve seen him cry even more over smaller stuff. He just needs to get it out of his system”

They both rushed in without hesitation to help that girl. Iida thought to himself Curly, if he truly is quirkless, could’ve gotten killed easily! And his friend as far as I know barely got any points, if any! Yet they still ran in! he watched the sobbing mess leaning on the purple haired boy trying to comfort him and the dark-haired boy slinging one of the girl’s arms over his shoulder to carry her off. Well, I’m sure if this wasn’t an exam I would’ve done the same. He nodded Yes. I would’ve done the same if it wasn’t- oh. The realization hit him Of course. It was a test wasn’t it? How could I have been so foolish? Of course!

 A small old lady made her way through the crowd, passing out energy boosting candy to the tired participants and healing up any injuries. She came to the sight of a crying child and a dazed one being helped to the exit

“What’s this?” she asked, “Anyone hurt?”

“We’re fine. Well, actually I’m not sure about her” the sharp-toothed boy fretted, gesturing to the girl limply draped over his shoulder.

“You can go ahead and take her to my office sweetheart” she said and the boy rushed off “And what’s with him? Is he crying because he’s hurt?” She signaled to the still crying greenette

“No. He’s just very emotional” the one holding him up sighed “Do you have water though? At this rate he’s gonna shrivel up” she dug in her coat and handed him a water pouch “Ah. Thanks.”

“No problem sweetie” she kept making her way around to the others

“Come on you little shit. If you die of dehydration, blondie’s never gonna let me hear the end of it. Drink up.”

 “There you fuckers are” Bakugo huffed and made his way over. “Whoa. What the hell happened to you Deku??”

“It was an emotionally exhausting test for him” Shinsou sighed as the red-eyed Midoriya sucked solemnly on his water pouch. They were back in their uniforms and bags were slung over their tired shoulders.

“Midori!” Mina wailed, rushing over from where she’d been waiting with Bakugo and Sero. “What’s wrong?!” Izuku began to tear up again as she hugged him

“Oh no you don’t!” Hitoshi warned “I just spent about half an hour trying to get you to stop crying. Don’t you dare start up again!”

“Only half an hour?” Sero muttered, coming over as well

“What the hell happened in there?” Katsuki asked bewilderedly, tensing up as Izuku leaned against his shoulder sadly “Get the fuck off me nerd.” Midoriya didn’t.

“Mido-chan!” Izuku perked up and glanced at the girl rushing over.

“Tsu-chan!” he greeted, a small smile finding it’s way back “How’d it go?”

“It went okay” she smiled “What’s wrong Mido-chan? Why are you crying?”

“He’s not crying anymore and can we please keep it that way?” Shinsou begged.

“But Sou-chan-“

“Can it. No more crying.” He snapped “I will use my quirk on you if you don’t stop”

“Well today was obviously a shit show” Bakugo huffed

“You know what’ll help?” Mina grinned mischievously “Boba! I say we all go get a drink and relax!” There were tired murmurs of agreement. “Okay then! We’ll wait for Kirishima-kun by the gate and go.”

“You can join us if you want Tsu-chan” Midoriya smiled, cheered up at the prospect of a smoothie in his future. She nodded

“Sounds fun! I don’t have anywhere else to be”

They all gathered by the entrance gates, Mina texted Kirishima the plans and they all chatted away.

“Hey Midoriya!” a tired Ojiro called out and jogged over “I knew that was you in the auditorium” he chuckled

“Ojiro-senpai!” he greeted “how’d you do?”

“I think I did okay” he looked over the scraggly group surrounding his fellow classmate “These your friends?”

“Yeah. We’re gonna go get boba at that shop I told you about. Wanna come?” he invited. Ojiro grinned

“You sure?”

“The more the merrier!” Mina shouted happily “Oh look! There’s Kiri-kun!” sure enough, her sharp-toothed classmate was jogging over with-

“Hey. Isn’t that the chick from this morning?” Sero asked in confusion.

“Great,” Katsuki grumbled “They just keep on coming.”

“Be nice Kacchan” Izuku scolded, now fully recovered.

“What’s this about boba?” Kirishima questioned excitedly while the girl shyly approached the large group with him. “Oh. This is Uraraka-san.” He introduced “Do you mind if she comes along?”

“Nope!” Mina chirped “well, since we’re all here lets go!” They started off towards the train station and Izuku made his way over to the girl

“Hey, um I didn’t get to thank you for this morning” he started sheepishly “and then you saved my life back at the exam so if there’s any way I could thank you-“

“It’s no problem!” she dismissed with a tired smile “You took down that robot after all”

“Are you sure? I really want to make it up to you” he fretted

“Well…” she shot him a sly smile “Buy me a boba and we’ll call it even how’s that?” He laughed and nodded

“Deal” they shook hands to seal it “By the way, my name is Midoriya Izuku”

“Uraraka Ochako”

 The café was utter chaos. The teens were loud and rowdy, as if trying to make up for their exhaustion.

“Do it you fucking coward” Bakugo goaded, pushing the soy sauce bottle across the table “You did it once”

“Yeah, on accident and because of that you call me soy sauce at every opportunity” Sero whined “I’m not drinking it”

“Do it do it do it” Mina began chanting. Izuku joined in “Do it! Do it! Do it!”

Don’t do it.” Shinsou snapped good naturedly “As funny as that would be, I’m the one who ends up refilling those sons of bitches.

“DO IT DO IT DO IT” Bakugo, Midoriya, Kirishima, Uraraka and Mina chanted louder, pounding on the table.

“Don’t do it!”

“DO IT! DO IT! DO IT!” the whole table yelled and much to Shinsou’s dismay, Sero caved and chugged the whole thing down

“I hate all of you” he coughed out, trying to wash his mouth out with his drink.

“You’re a fucking weirdo” Katsuki cackled “Who drinks an entire bottle of soy sauce?”

“OH MY FUCKING GOD” he screeched and threw the empty bottle at him “YOU PRICK”

“WHAT YOU FUCKING SAY?!” the blonde howled and hurled the bottle back at Sero’s face, smacking him on the forehead. The booth exploded into loud arguing and laughter as both sides began to throw bits of trash at each other. Once calmed down, they spent the rest of their time talking and eating and breaking into the occasional squabble every once and awhile. Izuku couldn’t remember a time he’d laughed so hard, and honestly, he didn’t want to. He looked around the booth at his friends and knew he could die happy right then.

“Bet I can drink a whole ‘Dragons Breath’ before you can” Katsuki grinned. They locked eyes in challenge and Midoriya sucked down the rest of his smoothie, slamming the now empty plastic on the table.

“You’re on.”

Chapter Text

The week following the entrance exam seemed to last forever so Midoriya did what he did best. He thought.

“Okay, before you shoot me down, just hear me out Kacchan” He mused from the dinner table where he was writing away. Bakugo paused the game on his phone, turned up his aids and looked up from the couch with a scowl

“This isn’t gonna end up like last time you had one of your bright ideas is it?” he snarled “Do I need to call Auntie again?”

“Okay that time was an accident. Nobody even died!” Izuku protested.

“Just tell me before I decide with my better judgement and ignore you”

“Alright, alright” he took a deep breath “You know how you always tell me to level the playing field? Well, what if I could?”

“… I don’t think I’m following” Bakugo replied, sitting up “What are you talking about?”

“When it comes to quirkless hand-to-hand, I’m pretty much the best out there”

“I wouldn’t go that far-“

“So what if I could render my opponents quirkless? Actually level the field?” he exclaimed. Katsuki sat there in shocked silence

“WHAT THE FUCK??!” he shrieked, realization dawning, but Izuku was on a roll, waving his hands around excitedly, green eyes glinting with a crazed enthusiasm

“There are drugs out there that enhance one’s quirks, and if those are possible to create, why can’t I make one that does the opposite?”


“The only problem is, most of the time those enhancers are made using someone’s quirk. And, obviously, I don’t have one of those-” He barreled right through and Bakugo started to panic


“I mean there are quirk suppressant handcuffs so I know it’s possible but then there’s the issue of it falling into the wrong hands or being copied so I need a way to make it without it being able to be replicated easily and then figuring out the science behind all of it because quirks are basically just mutations, glitches if you will, in the DNA-“

“DEKU!!” Katsuki started getting up

“But it hit me!” he gave his friend a terrifying grin, one the blonde had only ever seen when he was writing away in those dreaded black notebooks. “What’s one way of making sure a recipe can’t be stolen?” the grin stretched wider and he tried to repress the shudder running down his spine

“…how?” he whispered, not really wanting to know the answer. Izuku got up and spun around giddily, laughing manically

“Use an ingredient they can’t access!” he gestured to himself “How do you nullify a quirk without a quirk? You don’t! You hack around it!”

“You’re off your rocker you know that?” Bakugo sighed “This is a shit idea. Get rid of it.”

“Too late!” Izuku laughed, holding up his notebook filled with calculations “I’ve already started.”

“How are you gonna test them huh?” the blonde snarled and the other finally faltered “These are actual real people you’re gonna be using this on. What if you kill someone?! Or take away their quirk permanently?!” Midoriya flinched and the smile fell from his face

“I know the risks Kacchan” he mumbled clutching the notebook tightly “But I just thought-“

“No. You didn’t think.” Katsuki snapped back before reeling in his anger “If, and only if you can create something that you are completely, absolutely, 100% positive whatever you make won’t hurt anyone in any way.” He hesitated “Then, maybe, you can try it out on a willing volunteer” Izuku looked a little more hopeful “But only if you promise it’s safe got it?” he nodded

“I mean, I still need to figure out how to make it” he murmured, enthusiasm dampened by the point his friend had made “And I wouldn’t have tried it without making sure it’s safe”

“Glad to see you’re not completely insane” the blonde huffed and turned back to his game “The less I know about this the better. And change the code in your notebook. Anyone who’s figured out the hero ones can figure that one out”

 “Has anyone ever touched the bottom of the foam pit?” Izuku wondered out loud. His classmates around him, also on break, turned in surprise

“I…I don’t think so?” Kazashi murmured and other students began to chatter.

“Holy crap!” one of the girls blurted “Has no one actually touched the bottom??!” Izuku sat straight up

“What if it really is infinite?” he gasped and everyone stared at him with horror at the thought

“Anyone want to find out?” Etsu asked, wiggling her eyebrows suggestively. There was a silence before-

“You’re not getting me in there willingly”

“Sure but somebody else has gotta do it”

“You must be out of your mind”

“Anything you want me to say at the funeral?”

“There isn’t even gonna be a body for the funeral”

By now everyone had made their way to the foam pit and was glancing down at it nervously.

“So…” Izuku started “Who’s gonna take the plunge?” he was met with absolute silence. Finally, one of the oldest students stepped forward

“I’ve faced this thing before with my soul intact” Hideyo said dramatically “and so I will reach its depths and see if this thing truly is a bottomless pit of death”

“Sempai no!”

“Oh my god she’s gonna do it”

“We stan a queen”

“Okay okay, let’s be organized about this shall we?” Kazashi calmed the small crowd “Obviously, she can’t go in there without some sort of backup”

“We have a jump rope” someone suggested

“I could use my tongue just in case” Tsuyu said. After some arguing, they finally managed to tie several jump ropes together and tied that around the older girl.

“Tug it once if you reach the bottom, twice if you need to come up and thrice if it’s bottomless” Izuku explained, securing the knot.

“And just tug a lot if something goes wrong” Tsuyu added, now completely invested in this. Hideyo nodded and walked to the edge before turning to the others and giving a salute.

“If I don’t return, tell my story to the future generations” she ordered. The students nodded and saluted back grimly

“You will always be remembered Hideyo-sempai” Etsu promised “Your brave sacrifice will go down in infamy” there was a chorus of agreements and the golden-haired girl dove into the foam. There was anxious chattering and fidgeting as they watched the makeshift rope go deeper and deeper.

“She can breathe in there right?” Izuku asked Kazashi worriedly. He shrugged in response, gripping the rope tighter

“Shit. I don’t know” there were two tugs and the two boys let out an alarmed squawk, frantically pulling on the rope to bring up their sempai.

“What?! What’s wrong??!” others yelled as the girl breached the top and let out a gasp of air

“It’s pitch black down there after a while” she panted “Anybody got a headlamp or something?” everyone shook their head.

“I have this” one of the younger students piped up, holding a globe of light in one of her palms.

“Toss it over?” the girl did as she was asked and Hideyo dove back in, ball of light in hand. They watched worriedly and Annaisha-sensei amusedly made her way over

“What are you all up to?” she chuckled, glancing at the pit everyone was so fixated on

“Hideyo-sempai is trying to reach the bottom of the foam pit” Tsuyu explained, never taking her eyes off the shifting rope.

“I see…” she watched for a little longer “So is she cool with the snip-snapper in there or…” Everyone turned their heads in horror

“The what?” Izuku blurted “Are you trying to scare us?”

“Apparently people have disappeared into this thing and never came up” Annaisha shrugged “I’ve heard some people say that there’s something in the pit but we never checked” Kazashi, Izuku and Etsu looked at each other skeptically before looking down at the rope they were holding. It began to twitch once, twice, three times.

“Seems like its-“ Kazashi started with a laugh before the rope began to move more and more, practically yanking itself out of their hands. “HOLY FUCK”

“Language” the teacher scolded. No one listened.

“SHIT GET HER OUT GET HER OUT!!” Etsu shrieked while other children panicked around the edge.

“PLEASE DON’T DIE!” Izuku yelled pulling the rope with all his strength. Hideyo finally popped back up and frantically began trying to make her way over. Everyone crowded her and pulled her out where she lay on the mat, exhausted and dazed.

“What happened?” Annaisha questioned, trying to hold back a smile

“Something…something in there…I saw…I think…” she gasped out “Didn’t reach bottom… light went out”

“My quirk only lasts for 5 minutes, sorry” the girl who’d given the sphere apologized. After a lot of calming down and deep breaths, everyone went back to their scheduled routines, subtly avoiding the foam pit.

“Hey Mido-kun” Tsuyu began quietly, watching the other green-haired student swing lazily on the still rings “You know… we never did find out if there’s a bottom to the pit” Izuku froze, still comically upside down and with a look of horror on his face

“oh my god you’re right”

 Izuku could hardly hold his excitement for the end of the day’s training.

“Why are you so excited?” Azami huffed “Do you even know what we’re doing today?”

“That’s why he’s excited” another blue belt chuckled “It’s frog day”

“Crap. Is that today?” Botan whined, pulling at his light pink hair.

“Frog training is the best!” Izuku cheered “I’m gonna beat Ojiro-sempai this time for sure!”

“He has a tail, Izu-sempai” Azami chuckled “give it up”

“Never!” he responded with a cackle “You’re just jealous because I always beat you.” The short-haired girl opened her mouth to protest this obvious lie but was interrupted

“Alright everyone line up!” Kana-sensei ordered, clapping her hands to get everyone’s attention. Izuku practically skipped to the front of the dojo eagerly.

“Ready to lose again Midoriya-kun?” Ojiro teased, tail wagging in excitement

“Only in your dreams” Izuku snarked back with a fiendish grin “You’re going down today”

“We’ll see about that” he responded good naturedly. Eichi made his way down the line with a huge mesh bag filled to the brim with small, colorful, plush, beanbag frogs.

“You know the drill guys” he said holding the bag out to his students, who would take five frogs and place one on their head, two on their shoulders and held the final two anxiously.

“My lucky red one!” Izuku cheered, picking a bright red frog from the bottom of the bag and placing it on his head. “I’m so ready!” Ojiro picked out his frogs and placed them on his head and shoulders.

“Alrighty everyone!” Kana grinned “Legs up!” everyone wobbly began to stand on one leg and balanced the final frog on their knee and foot. She made her way over to a grinning Eichi who now held a bag full of foam balls and picked out two. “Botan! Duck!” she ordered and threw the ball at the pink-haired blue belt. He gave an undignified yelp and ducked, frogs wobbling precariously on his limbs.

The two teachers went like this, throwing objects at the teetering students and trying to knock frogs off. Ojiro and Izuku were the most focused of the bunch, standing statue still and not moving an inch no matter how many balls were thrown at them. Soon it was down to five students, all still on one foot. Kana began to stack more frogs on their heads, shoulders, knees and feet. Cheers went up from the watching crowd as the five remaining kids hopped and dodged the projectiles.

“You tired yet Izu-sempai?” Azami cooed, gracefully ducking under a ball which then hit the brown belt next to her. Izuku shot her a gleeful smile

“You wish Azami-chan” he laughed, nudging her shoulder to make her wobble and shriek

“No fair!” she screeched, balancing herself out “Sensei! Midoriya’s cheating!”

“Am not!”

Four students. Three.

“You guys good?” Ojiro smirked “You’re looking a bit tired”

“I’d laugh if I didn’t want to drop my frogs Mashirao” Izuku giggled, going up and down on his sore leg.

“I’m beating Midoriya today” Azami huffed, completely focused on her balance

“Jeez” Eichi huffed with an impressed smile “One of you fall already”

“Ha!” they chorused. Kana began handing out balls and frogs to the watching students

“Kana-sensei…” Ojiro said nervously, watching the eager looks the rest of the class was giving him “What are you doing?”

“Making this a challenge!” She chirped happily. The three students still standing glanced at each other nervously, realization setting in.

“Hit Ojiro-san!! He’s a bigger target!!” Izuku yelped, trying to back away on one foot from the evil grins he was being given

“What??!” Ojiro shrieked indignantly, eyes darting between Izuku and the rest of the class. “Nonononono!! Not me! Not me!”

“FIRE!” Eichi cackled, hurling a ball right at his star student. There were undignified squawks from the three as a wall of balls and frogs came careening towards them and they tried in vain to block them. Azami was the first to stumble to the floor, followed closely by Ojiro and Izuku. They lay there in laughter while their classmates cheered at the fallen titans.

“Who fell last?” Izuku asked as he got up and brushed himself off, still grinning.

“Oops” Kana giggled “I didn’t check”

“What??!” Azami and Izuku shrieked

“Oh come on!” Izuku pouted while Ojiro shook his head in the background, stifling his laughter

“Looks like I win again” the blonde chuckled while the lavender-haired girl laid on the floor in defeat

“Re-match!” Izuku cried, flipping a frog up from the floor with his foot “I demand a re-match!!”

Chapter Text

It had been a week since the U.A. entrance exam and Izuku was getting restless. Even worse, it was the weekend and since he’d already finished his homework, there was nothing much to do.

“I know I passed that written portion for sure, and I didn’t do too bad in the practical either. How many points did I get? I know I got about 3 of those three pointers and a couple two pointers too but was it enough? Ah jeez I should’ve kept track. Other kids were keeping score-“

“Izuku darling” Inko interrupted with a small smile “You’re doing it again. Eat your food and worry later”

“Oops. Sorry ma” he apologized and scarfed down the rest of his meal ”Done. I’m gonna run down to the convenience store real quick for some coffee”

“I said eat your food not inhale it!” she scolded as he hurried to the door

“Bye mama!”

 “I’m back!” he announced, slipping off his boots and walking down the hall “I got us some coffee ma!” he looked around “Mom?”

“IZUKU!” Inko shrieked, racing around the corner and tripping over her own feet in her haste. The boy set down his bag worriedly and hurried over to his mother

“What?! What’s wrong?!” He yelped, worried she had gotten hurt or something. Instead she held up a very official looking envelope.

“It’s here! Your letter!! It’s finally here!!” she gasped out. Izuku short circuited for a moment, trying to remember what she was talking about

“Wait my U.A. letter??” he finally blurted out, gingerly taking the envelope from his mother. She nodded, still slightly winded. “Is it okay if I open it in my room?” he asked her quietly

“Of course! It’s your letter” she reassured, nudging him towards his room “Go! Go!”  He started down the hall before pausing to look back. Inko gave him a nervous smile and two reassuring thumbs up. He gave her an equally nervous smile back and slipped into his room, shutting the door quietly behind him. Izuku made his way over to his desk and turned on the lamp, placing his letter on the table reverently. He simply sat there and stared at it before taking in a deep breath.

“No need to torture myself any further” He sighed “Let’s get this over with” he snatched up the envelope and tore it open in one swift move.

 Inko was pacing the hallway outside her son’s bedroom restlessly when she heard the front door slam open. She turned with a start to see a flustered Katsuki skidding around the corner.

“DEKU!! DID YOU GET YOUR LETT- oh. Hey Auntie” he greeted, slightly winded. He held up a familiar envelope “The U.A letters came in. Did he-“

“He got one” Inko reassured, turning her attention to the blonde fidgeting in her hallway and leading him to the living room “He’s reading it right now. Would you like some tea Katsuki-kun?”

“No thanks Auntie” he dismissed politely, sitting down next to her on the couch

“You got your letter too?” Inko questioned, eager for a distraction

“Yeah” Bakugo responded absently, still glancing down the hallway at his friend’s room

“Did you get in?” She asked, almost jokingly as she could already guess the answer. He turned to her with a ‘who-do-you-think-I-am’ look on his face

“Of course I did” he scoffed

“How nice. I’m sure your mother was very proud” Inko smiled. She could practically imagine Mitsuki’s prideful crows ringing through the house. Katsuki puffed up with a pleased grin.

“Yup. That’ll show those idiots in the neighborhood” he huffed “They said someone like me couldn’t be a proper hero well guess what assholes? I made it into U.A and your little sweethearts didn’t. Suck it Mrs. Hajime.” Inko let out a small laugh of amusement

“I’m proud of you too Katsuki-kun and I’m sure Izuku will be as well” she complimented. Katsuki gave her a rare, almost shy, smile.

“Don’t worry Auntie. I know he got in. And if he didn’t, I’m gonna-” Katsuki’s threat was interrupted by the bang of a door being opened. They both turned to see Izuku stagger out of his room, a dazed look across his freckled face. He peered at them blearily from under his curls and silently made his way over to them, mutely sitting himself between his mother and best friend. The trio was silent for a few moments, waiting for Izuku to do something

“Izuku dear, are you alright?” Inko asked worriedly “Is something wrong?”

“Oi nerd” Katsuki snapped “Did you get in or what?”

They both stared at him impatiently. Izuku opened his mouth to answer, right before bursting down into tears.

“Let’s get this over with” Izuku tore open the envelope and a small metal disk clattered to the table before springing to life, projecting a blank screen in the air in front of him.

“THIS IS A PROJECTION!”  a familiar voice boomed from the speaker, startling the poor boy out of his seat.

“All Might??!” Izuku yelped, popping his head up and using the desk to push himself back up. He hooked the chair behind him and snatched up the envelope, checking the sent address frantically “What the hell?? I thought this was from U.A!” he sat down in confusion as the electronic All Might continued on

“Hello young man! It’s been a while!”

“Ten months, two weeks and four days but who’s counting?” Midoriya muttered to himself

“There’s much to talk about but I’ll try to keep it simple. I’m in town for only one reason, and that reason is to teach at U.A” All Might explained. He’s teaching at U.A?? It’s like the universe can’t decide whether it loves me or hates me. “Hmm? What’s that?” he said to someone off screen “Get to the point? Alright already, calm down” he huffed at the invisible person. “You see young man, you passed the written portion with flying colors and exceeded my expectations in the practicalIzuku felt his hopes rise “You single handedly took down 15 robots and acquired just enough points to barely squeeze yourself into a spot in a hero course class” his hopes fell slightly. Well, at least I got in... but Sou-chan- “But,”  there’s more? “ In this exam we weren’t just looking for villain points” A clip began to roll

“Hi, um, excuse me?” a familiar girl fretted, with a tall, dark haired boy standing beside her.

“Uraraka-chan and Kiri-san??” Izuku gaped, utterly confused

“She came to us right after the exam” All Might explained “Why? Well, keep watching”

“um, those two boys? The uh, one with freckles, curly green hair, kinda plain looking? And the one with purple hair? You know, the one that looked like he hadn’t slept in a week?”

 She means Sou-chan and me! Izuku leaned in closer to the screen

“Could you give them some of my points?” She asked,I heard the purple haired one say he didn’t have many points and yet he still risked his life to pull me out.” Midoriya felt a swell of pride for his friend “And the other one stopped the zero pointer to save the both of us” She glanced over at Kirishima before taking in a deep breath “At least give them the points they had to give up to save me”

 Izuku felt his eyes tear up. You don’t have to do this. Why are you giving me your hard-earned points?

They were really manly out there” Kirishima vouched as well, Uraraka nodding alongside him “I don’t think Hitoshi-kun thought twice about running in to help. You can give him some of my points too!” He gave a little sob of happiness. I told you Sou-chan. You’re a natural hero.

“Those two… they saved my life out there!” Uraraka cried. “So please!”

“You see, in this exam we weren’t just looking for villain points” All Might boomed excitedly and Midoriya was practically vibrating in his seat  

“I’m afraid we can’t give them your points” Present Mic chuckled before patting their heads reassuringly “But don’t worry about it little listeners, they’ll be fine” The clip ended and All Might was back on screen

“A hero course that doesn’t accept those who do the right thing? Why that’s no hero course at all!” Midoriya felt his heart soar and hopes rise once more. “Rescue points were also a factor here! Another way for U.A to grade you!” Sou-chan!! Do you know what this means?!! “40 POINTS TO MIDORIYA IZUKU!!” HOLY SHIT “20 POINTS TO HITOSHI SHINSOU!!” YES!!! “AND 20 POINTS TO URARAKA OCHAKO AS WELL!!” OH MY GOD!!! At this point Izuku was bouncing up and down around his room, squealing excitedly  “You’re in.” All Might announced in a strange voice. More than enough points!! I have more than enough points to get in the hero course!! His bouncing slowed down as he realized that All Might had gone into an uncharacteristic silence. He made his way over to the projection.

“Is it over or did it glitch?” he wondered aloud. All Might moved as if to answer his question

“However,” Izuku’s heart began to sink as the smile on All Might’s face changed. He seemed almost… ticked? Upset? What? What however? “I’m afraid we also had to take in certain” he glared at someone offscreen “Variables. So even though you meet the requirements for the hero course, he school board has decided to place Midoriya Izuku in the General Studies course.” Izuku’s mouth fell open as his legs gave out from under him and he fell into the seat luckily behind. All Might wasn’t smiling anymore and neither was Izuku.

“Congratulations young Midoriya” All Might praised, although he didn’t look very happy about it “You are now a student of U.A”

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“Izuku darling what’s wrong??” Inko fretted, trying to console her crying son.

“Zu! What the hell?? Why are you crying??” Katsuki asked “Did you get in or not?!” Izuku nodded before shaking his head frantically. “Pick one stupid nerd!!” Izuku tried to explain but all that came out were hiccupping sobs right before he began to cry even harder. “Oh for fuck’s sake!” Bakugo snapped, raising his hands in exasperation. He got up and knelt down on one knee in front of his bawling friend. “Number system. Why are you crying? Go.”

Izuku immediately held up three fingers, then four, then one, two, five and finally four again, this time with his pointer finger down instead of his thumb. Katsuki and Inko shared an unreadable look and the blonde sat on the floor criss-cross to make himself comfortable. This was gonna take a while.

“Alright, we’ll start with the big one. You got into U.A, yes or no?” Katsuki sighed. Izuku nodded.

“That’s great!” Inko cried “Is that what the two is for?” Izuku nodded again.

“Okay. One emotion down.” Bakugo rubbed the scar on his nose tiredly, wanting nothing more than for the boy to just spit out why he was crying “so what’s the one for? Uh… petunia didn’t get in?” a shake. “So he did get in” *nod*

“Did another one of your friends not get in?” Inko tried. *Shake, pause, shrug*

“We’ll figure that out later” Katsuki dismissed. “You did badly on the test?” *shake*

“Did you not get the points or whatever it was you needed?”

“If he didn’t get the points he wouldn’t have gotten into the school Auntie” Bakugo huffed. Inko thought for a bit more

“You didn’t get the points for the right course perhaps then” she tried. Another shake

“Well then why the hell are you upset?? You got into the hero course!” Izuku gave a choked sob and shook his head once more

“What do you mean by no darling?” Inko puzzled, stroking his green curls while Bakugo began slamming his head repeatedly on the coffee table behind him in frustration “You said you had the points for it, and you passed the test right?” he nodded and held up a four and then a three

“Yeah I’m pretty fucking frustrated too!” Katsuki snarled “Why the hell are you crying?? You passed the test, got the points and got in.” Izuku shook his head and Bakugo started tugging at his blonde locks angrily. “WHAT DO YOU MEAN NO?!?”

“Calm down Katsuki-kun” Inko soothed the raging child on her floor before turning back to her own “We’ll ask about that later then dear, but at least I’m pretty sure I know what the five is for”


“You’re going to a new school Izuku, its only natural for you to feel a bit frightened at that”

“Oh. Is that it?” Bakugo scoffed. Mother and son shot him identical glares but he simply gave them an indifferent shrug in return. Inko rolled her eyes and continued on

“Now you said you were hurt?” *Nod*

“Emotionally or physically?” the other boy gritted out. Izuku gave a wobbly smile and wiped at the tears streaming down his face

“B-bo-oth” He managed out “H-hit my-my kn-ee-eh whe-en I-I feh-ehl”

“You can get an ice pack later” Katsuki snapped “And emotionally why?” green eyes began to well up once more “I take it back! I take it back!” he panicked

“Okay, so let’s see what we have,” Inko began “You’re happy because you got into U.A” *Nod* “You passed the test” *Nod* “You got those points or whatever” *Nod* “And you got into the Hero Course” *Shake*

“Hang on a minute” Bakugo butted in “You met all the requirements right?” *nod* “So you should be in the hero course” *slight pause, nod* “And yet, you’re not” *nod* “???”

“Well that doesn’t make any sense” Mrs. Midoriya agreed “why didn’t they let you in if you met all the requirements?” Izuku rubbed at his face frantically, pulling himself away from his mother’s arms for a few moments while he went into his room, returning with a silver disk in hand. He placed the projector on the coffee table. A tiny All Might popped up but before he could even begin, Izuku fast forwarded towards the end before finally hitting play.

“You’re in.” All Might announced in a strange voice. There was silence on screen and in the room, besides Izuku’s sniffling, as the projection froze

”Did it glitch?” Inko whispered and the two boys shushed her, staring at the screen

“However, I’m afraid we also had to take in certain,” The pro hero glared once more at someone off screen “Variables. So even though you meet the requirements for the hero course, he school board has decided to place Midoriya Izuku in the General Studies course.”

“The fuck?” Katsuki questioned

“Congratulations young Midoriya” All Might said with a voice that didn’t match the words “You are now a student of U.A” The clip ended and the three sat in silence. Katsuki shot to his feet

“What kinda absolute bullshit is that??!” he shrieked and began pacing back and forth. “Certain variables?? What the hell does that even mean?! Is it the school records- no that can’t be it, and I don’t think you have a traceable police record-“

“A what??!” Inko snapped but the muttering blonde ignored her

“Is it the application? Or maybe that whole incident from before the practical- no that can’t be it either. Otherwise they would’ve mentioned it in my video. What on earth can they possibly be talking abou-“ he froze mid-step and glanced over at Izuku “No. No way. They didn’t.” he shook his head “ That cannot be the reason why”

“What are you talking about Katsuki-kun?” she asked but Bakugo only shook his head even more and began pacing again

“Uh uh. I refuse to believe it. I will not believe that is the reason why-”

“What other reason did they have Kacchan?” Izuku murmured softly, breaths still hitching. The blonde began to seethe

“Out of all the stupid- no! No. they wouldn’t have-“

“They just did” he snapped back angrily “Let’s face it. U.A is just like everyone else”

“What are you talking about?” Inko questioned, quite lost, and not sure she wanted to know “What variable are they talking about?”

“What other variable can they be talking about Auntie?!” Katsuki gritted out “He met all the requirements, so why else would they stick him in the general course?” Inko refused to answer and the raging teenager in front of them only seemed to get madder and madder. “I’ll be right back” he spoke quietly before silently marching over to the door and out.

She wrapped her child back up in her arms, stroking his long green curls comfortingly as he leaned into her. The two sat wordlessly together as faint explosions could be heard from the forest behind the apartment complex and Izuku’s sniffles finally began to subside.

Inko had always prided herself on having a long fuse but sitting there on the couch looking at her son’s defeated expression and listening to the angry howls of his friend outside, something inside her snapped.

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Mrs. Midoriya remembers that fateful doctor’s visit. How could she forget? The shattered expression on her tiny sons face as he was told he would never have a quirk? That moment would forever be etched into her mind.  As would the conversation that happened a few hours later.

“Mama?” He had asked her, his small tear stained face lit by the computer screen “D-Do you think… I can be a super cool hero like that?” Something broke in Inko’s heart that day, seeing her child still giving her an optimistic smile, a smile that begged her for some kind of hope “That’s what I want to be” He whispered.

She wanted to tell him that yes, he would be a hero like that someday, but a tiny horrible voice whispered doubts in the back of her head. Inko ran up to him, engulfing both Izuku and the chair in a hug, her own tears mingling with his.

“I’m sorry Izuku! I’m sorry!” Inko sobbed, apologizing for the thousand things she couldn’t say, wanted to say.

Needed to say.

Izuku simply stared numbly at her with a broken grin, as if he knew something she didn’t

“It’s okay Mama”

Izuku came home once more covered in bruises and a busted lip. She’d always expected him to get pushed around, Izuku was that kind of child after all, but he’d been coming home with a lot more wounds lately. And a lot more burns.

“Izuku dear” Inko fretted as she patched him up “If you’re getting trouble from the kids at school I can talk to the teachers you know” He simply shook his head with a soft smile, kicking his legs lightly from the counter he sat on.

“I’m fine mama” he reassured “I’ll be okay” she placed the final bandage on his leg and he was about to jump off when she finally asked the question her child would always find some way to avoid.

“Was it Katsuki again?” Izuku froze and wouldn’t meet her gaze. “I’ll talk to Mitsuki if that’s the case-“

“No!” The boy shrieked before quieting and hopping down “It’s fine mama. Kacchan is my friend.”


“It’s okay” he reassured, giving her a pained smile she knew wasn’t because of the physical bruises. She wrapped him up in a crushing hug

“You’re too kind Izu-kun” she sniffled. Izuku patted her head lightly in a soothing way before wriggling uncomfortably in her hold

“Mama? You’re hurting me.”

“Izuku?! What happened?!” Inko raced over to where her son sat on the floor bandaging up a certain blonde neighbor.

“Kacchan got into a fight. Again.” He explained nonchalantly, as if this was a quite common issue, and knowing Katsuki, it probably was.

“Oh can it Deku.” Katsuki grumbled, holding his arm out while the curly haired 6-year-old put an All Might band-aid on a scrape

“All better!” Izuku announced happily, closing up the first aid kit Inko had no idea of how he’d gotten down from the shelf.

“Not bad” Bakugo admitted as he got up. Inko gave him a quick nurse look over.

“You’ll be just fine Katsuki” she told him “Make sure you put ice on those bruises”

“Okay Auntie. See ya tomorrow Deku.” And with that, he was gone.

“I didn’t know Katsuki-kun still came over” she noted neutrally. Izuku shrugged

“He gets hurt a lot. So I have to fix him a lot” he answered matter-a-factly.

“I see.” She sat on the couch quietly while he wobbled over to the counter and placed the too large for him box up there. “Are you and Katsuki doing better?” Izuku hesitated for a moment

“Not really. But him and the others let me heal them so there’s that” he finally responded



“Tell you this” She said “How about tomorrow we go buy you your own first-aid kit, that way you can carry it around with you if anyone else gets hurt” Izuku whipped around excitedly

“Really Mama?!” he exclaimed, bouncing over to her

“Yup. How does that sound?” Inko laughed

“Yay! Now they have to let me go with them exploring!”

Inko tried to ignore the small twinge in her heart at those words. Izuku didn’t seem to realize just how badly his “friends” were treating him, but the overjoyed look on his face made her put the conversation aside for another day.

The moment Inko got home from grocery shopping, she was greeted by very loud bickering.

“We always watch this stupid show!! Pick another!” an angry voice shrieked

“No! My house, I get to pick!” came the retort

“Sure, if you didn’t have crappy taste in tv!”

“Oh like you can talk mister cooking show binge watcher!”

“DO YOU WANNA DIE YOU PIECE OF SHI- Oh! Hi Auntie!” Katsuki greeted with a small wave, having the younger Midoriya in a headlock

“Hey mama!” Izuku chirped happily from said headlock, clutching a tv remote to his chest tightly

“Hello Katsuki-kun…” Inko greeted politely and resisting the urge to tear the child off her son. “Mind telling me what’s going on here?” Both her son and their hot-headed neighbor were obviously wrestling on the couch over the tv remote but this actually wasn’t too strange. What Inko wanted to know, was why the two of them were covered head to toe in brightly colored band-aids and bruises, along with the several forgotten and melting ice packs on the floor.

“Deku keeps trying to put on some stupid hero show-“

You keep trying to put on Hell’s Kitchen, which shows your bad taste in tv by the way-“

*offended gasp* “You fucking take that back.”

“No!” The two continued fighting until Inko drew the remote to herself and pried the boys apart.

“I meant” she shot both children a glare “Why on earth are you two covered in bandages??”

“We got in a fight” Izuku said, staring up at her from where he lay sprawled upside down on the arm rest

“With each other?” Inko puzzled, knowing Katsuki at least didn’t have the gall to show up at her house after beating up her son

“No. Some older kids started messing with us on our way home” Bakugo explained

“They only did that because Kacchan couldn’t keep his big mouth shut” the other said, shooting a glare at him

“I will finish what they started Deku” Katsuki growled warningly, to which Izuku responded very maturely by simply sticking his tongue out impudently at the blonde. With a furious shriek, Bakugo lept at the greenette and had to be held back by Inko while Izuku scrambled to hide behind the couch’s arm rest.

After calming both children down, Inko finally got the story behind their wounds.

“Really?” she questioned suspiciously “The two of you fought them off?” The boys glanced at each other, like a secret was being passed between them, before nodding


“That’s all”

“Nothing to add”

“Nothing at all”

“I see…” she squinted at them for a little longer before finally getting up “Well, I’d better go wash those muddy clothes of yours and then I’ll come back to check all those cuts, especially the one on your nose Katsuki-kun, the gauze is starting to bleed through”

“Aw dang it” Katsuki muttered with crossed eyes

“Not again” Izuku whined, getting up and heading towards the kitchen “I just replaced that. Stop bleeding already!”

“You think I want to be bleeding out at the moment you moron??”

“Well obviously you’re doing something wrong”

“What do you mean I’m doing something wrong?!!“

The two bickered back and forth, but Inko could tell something had changed between them. Hopefully for the better.

“Mama? I… I think I want to take self-defense lessons” Inko dropped the spatula she was holding and turned wide eyed at her son

“What??” she began to tear up “Are you serious?” She’d been trying to get Izuku in some sort of martial arts class or self-defense for years now but Izuku had always come up with some excuse to not do it

“Yeah” he murmured, shuffling his feet awkwardly on the tile. She could tell something was wrong. Lowering the stove flame, Inko made her way over to her tiny son and kneeled in front of him

“But Izu? Why now?”

“I want to make sure I can stand up for myself. Just in case.” He responded quietly, not meeting her gaze. There was obviously more going on here but Inko decided it was better to not question it and trust her son’s judgement. She would take care of it.

“Alright darling. If that’s what you want, I’ll look into it”

“Hi Auntie!!” Katsuki greeted as he raced past her “I’ll be in Zu’s room!” in a flash the blonde child was gone and slipped into Izuku’s room.

Katsuki was starting to come around more often, actually hanging out with Izuku and playing with him. The change was sudden, yes, and Inko often wondered what had triggered it, but as long as her two children were having fun, she could deal with the extra energy in her house.

“Hey mom?” Izuku started, picking at his rice with his chopsticks “um, a couple of my… friends, invited me to come hang out with them tomorrow after school and I was wondering if-“

“You know you can go over to Katsuki’s house whenever you want Izuku” Inko chuckled, putting some fish onto his plate. The boy turned slightly red and fidgeted uncomfortably in his seat.

“Uh… it’s not Kacchan who invited me over-“

“YOU HAVE OTHER FRIENDS??!” She shrieked in surprise, dropping her chopsticks and covering her mouth “I’m so sorry, that came out wrong” she apologized profusely

“It’s fine” Izuku chuckled nervously “And yes, I’ve made other friends besides Kacchan at gymnastics and Krav Maga and… other places…”

“Oh Izuku I’m so proud of you!” Inko squealed, beginning to tear up “Is there going to be an adult present with you?”


“Then of course you can go!” She ran over and hugged her son “Will I get to meet these mysterious friends of yours?”

“…ah… maybe??” he sputtered

“Ko-chan! Over here!” A blonde-haired woman hailed from the bleachers.

“Oh! Mi-chan!” Inko made her way over to the empty seat next to her friend and sat down “What are you doing here?”

“Izu-kun invited my brat to come watch and like usual I had to bring him” Mitsuki chuckled

“Hi Auntie!!” Katsuki grinned, waving from the row in front of them.

“Hello Katsuki-kun” Inko greeted, smiling fondly at the small child.

“This your first time?” Mitsuki asked, munching on some popcorn and offering the bag to Inko

“Is it that obvious?” she laughed, taking a small handful of the snack “I finally was able to make some time between errands today to stay and watch”

“You’re gonna like this auntie.” Katsuki promised, eating some of his own popcorn happily  “It’s tons of fun. Plus, since Deku’s a yellow belt, he goes second so it’s over faster thank god”

“Katsuki!” his mother scolded “be nice.”

“What?” he protested indignantly “It’s true! All the yellow belts except Deku suck” Inko laughed while Mitsuki continued scolding her boy on keeping loud comments like those to himself, even if they were true.

After waiting a while and chatting, the fighters were finally led to the center of the arena. Inko was finally able to locate her son among the other children and pointed him out to the Bakugos. Mrs. Midoriya couldn’t help but wince and flinch at the blows other kids were giving each other in other rings, even if they were pretty weak, knowing her son would soon be among them

“Alright!” Katsuki cheered “It’s Zu’s turn! Use your training this time Deku!” Inko turned her attention to the ring where Izuku was facing off his opponent. With a bow to each other, the two boys quickly got into a fighting position. The ref blew his whistle and Izuku darted forward, delivering a harsh kick to the other. Inko blinked in surprise while Mitsuki and Katsuki cheered viciously for the total annihilation of his opponent.

Izuku won the fight 4-1 and fought 2 more times before finally losing to a taller orange belt. That was the first time Inko realized her son was strong, not just on the inside, but physically too.

“Izuku dear? What are you doing up?” Inko asked as she walked into their apartment, taking off her shoes at the door “Its 4:50 in the morning, you should be asleep!”

“Oh! Mama!” Izuku exclaimed “You’re home early!”  She made her way over to where her son stood by the stove making-

“Are those rice omelets?” she questioned, peering over his shoulder

“Mm hmm” he nodded “I figured I could start making breakfast that way you can sleep once you get home”

“Oh darling, you don’t have to do that-“ she fretted but Izuku cut her off with a shake of his head

“It’s fine. I don’t mind” he chuckled “besides, it’s kinda fun. I had to get up early anyway. Kacchan invited me to go with him on his morning jog”

“Outside?” Inko worried “In the dark?”

“I’m already 11 mama” he huffed “And it’s just around the neighborhood. I’ll have my phone and Kacchan with me and we’ll only be on the lit sidewalks” he glanced at her anxious face and gave her a reassuring smile “I’ll be safe. I promise. Here,” he held up the pan and slid the slightly burnt omelet onto a plate on the dinner table. “It’s nowhere near as good as yours,“ he joked “but don’t worry, I’ll get better”

“Izu-kun” Inko squeezed her son’s hand as she sat down and tried not to break down into tears “When did you grow up so fast?” Izuku answered only with his signature soft smile that said too many things at once to decipher.

“Eat up mama” he kissed the top of her head as he made his way to the front door “I’ll be back in about an hour, okay? And don’t worry, I’ll always be your little boy” Once the door closed, Inko let the waterworks she was holding back burst. With shaking hands, she took a bite of the omelet.

“He’s right” she laughed to herself through the tears “He could use a little work”

“Izuku, please don’t run around the house with your taser on” Inko scolded for the tenth time. Her boy simply grinned and slid over to her in his socks across the wooden floor

“But mama!” he exclaimed “Look at how cool it is!!” he waved the device around, occasionally turning it on with a loud ’paraparapat

“Yes it is” she sighed, smiling at his excitement “But I don’t want you to accidentally shock yourself,” she dodged out of the way of the sparks once more and frowned “Or me.”

“Sorry” he responded sheepishly before lighting up again “But look! With this, now nobody can mess with me!” he cackled, holding the shiny black gadget up triumphantly.

“Izuku dear” she hesitated for a moment “Everything is okay at school… right?” Izuku froze and turned to her with a confused look

“Of course” he answered “Why?”

“Ah, it’s nothing dear” she dismissed “Can you go get the rest of the groceries for me? I left them on the doorstep”

“Sure!” he put the taser away and bounded off towards the front door

“Inko-chan?” Etsuko called out somewhat nervously

“Yes?” she called back, popping her head into the break room “Something wrong?”

“Inko, I think your boys are on TV” Aiya noted, pointing at the large screen in the corner. Inko suppressed a laugh, knowing that everyone considered Katsuki to be her second son. Heck, sometimes even she saw the boy to be her own.

“What do you mean-“ all merriment faded from the small woman as she saw what her co-workers were talking about. The video was shaky, probably from all the explosions ripping through the street. And in the midst of the fire and chaos was her son, fighting that- that thing on his friend. Inko could guess what had happened but that brought her no comfort as she stood there, absolutely terrified about the safety of the two. The break room was silent as they watched the TV, no one daring to make a sound until All Might ran in and grabbed the two.

“Dr. Midoriya!” someone yelled, their voice seeming faraway as Inko sank to the floor in relief, seeing the two children onscreen being led away off camera. Gentle hands led her to a chair where she sat in horrified shock as she tried to recover. After a few moments she finally snapped back into reality, fishing around in her pockets frantically for her phone. With trembling hands she dialed the familiar number on her screen and waited anxiously

“Pickuppickuppickup” she muttered, nibbling at her thumbnail and pacing while worried co-workers waited around her.

*click*”This is Midoriya Izuku-” the cheery voice came through and her hopes lifted “’s phone! Sorry but I can’t answer your call right now, please leave a-“  she hung up and re-dialed. She did this many more times before her own phone began to ring.

Bakugo House is calling…

She answered it immediately.

“Mom?” the sweet and glorious sound of her child crackled through the speaker

“IZUKU?!” she cried, sagging into the nearest chair and letting the pent-up tears finally fall “I’ve been trying to call you for hours why haven’t you picked up are you and Katsuki okay what happened are you hurt do you need me to come home-“

“Mom, mom calm down I can’t tell what you’re saying” the tired voice interrupted her ramblings “I’m perfectly fine, not hurt in any way, I promise”


“I’m serious. Aside from some bruises and a small scrape on my arm, I am A-Okay” he reassured and she could practically hear the small comforting smile on his face “I’m sorry for worrying you. I would’ve called earlier but my phone got broken”

“Are you at the Bakugo’s?” she finally asked after calming down a bit and drinking the water offered her

“Yeah, Kacchan’s house was closer and, well, we both decided it would be better if I just spent the night here, if that’s okay”

“Yes, I’d feel better if you stayed there” Inko admitted. There was a small shuffle on the other side and a few unintelligible murmurs

“Ah, I’m gonna put Kacchan on the phone real quick okay?” he warned before the sound of the phone being handed over filled her ear

“Hi auntie” Katsuki’s equally exhausted voice came through and Inko couldn’t help but be relived

“Katsuki. We both know Izuku tends to gloss things over so I need you to tell me honestly.” She spoke firmly and she could hear him straighten up on the other end “Are you two okay?”

“Yeah” he gave a tired sigh “Yeah we’re okay. One lost taser, a broken hearing aid, cracked phone and some slight scrapes and bruises but hey, we’ve had worse right Deku?”

“Ma! I said I was fine!” came a small offended voice in the background and both Katsuki and Inko chuckled.

“I’m glad to hear it” she mumbled “You take care of him Katsuki”

“Don’t worry” his voice darkened “He’s gonna get one hell of a talking to from me about running into dangerous sitUAtiONS YOU ABSOLUTE MORON ARE YOU TRYING TO GIVE ME A HEART ATTACK?!?!! DO YOU WANT ME TO DIE AT 14??!?!?!!” Inko couldn’t help but let out a laugh as she heard the half-hearted attempts of an excuse in the distance.

“Ma, please tell Kacchan to stop trying to blow me up” Izuku whined into the phone, angry ranting in the background.

“Just stay there Izuku” she ordered “No sneaking out tonight alright?”

“Eep! You know about that?!” he squawked, before coughing loudly “I mean, whaaaaattt? Me?? I would never!”

“Izuku.” She warned

“I’ll stay in the house” he sighed “I’m too tired to even get into the shower to be honest, let alone anything else”

“Gross! Take a bath you bastard!” Katsuki yelled faintly

“Then hurry up with yours!” Izuku snapped back at him“ Unless you want me to join yo- OW! Never mind, Kacchan keeps abusing me, I’m going home.”

“Darling…” she trailed off, too many words she wanted to say clogging up her throat

“I’m okay mama” he answered back, seeming to pick up on her anxiety even all these miles away “I’m not hurt. I’m safe.” once again, she could pick up on that soft smile that he always wore whenever something else seemed to be going on. “I love you”

“Izuku-“ she shook her head. He needed rest, her questions could wait. “I love you too baby”

Inko was doing the laundry when she heard the front door open.

“Ma? I’m home!” Izuku called out

“I’m in the laundry room!” she answered back, setting down her basket and making her way to the living room. But before she could get there Izuku came running into the laundry room looking slightly panicked.

“Okay ma, before you freak out-“

“What did you do?” she interrupted, immediately assuming the worst.

“What?? Why is that the first thing you ask me?!” he yelped defensively “I didn’t do anything!… sort of…”

“What do you mean “sort of”?” Inko asked suspiciously, peering questionably at her child. The boy rubbed his neck sheepishly

“I kinda…sort of… maybe? Invitedsomefriendsoverpleasedon’tmakethisahugedealipromisewe’llbequiet!” he sped through the last part and it took Inko a while to fully register what she’d been told

“You invited friends over?!” she shrieked gleefully, hopping up and down in excitement

“I said don’t make it a big deal!” Izuku whined, glancing over his shoulder nervously “And yes. I did. Our usual meet up spot was closed so they all decided to come over to do homework at my place-“

“Izuku why didn’t you tell me sooner?” Inko scolded happily “I have to go greet our guests!” Izuku opened his mouth to protest but his phone helpfully decided to ring at that moment and he answered it impatiently


Hey O-toto!” a bubbly voice greeted

“Mina? Why are you calling me?” he squinted at the screen where Inko could catch a glimpse of bright pink “Where even are you??” the voice gave a nervous chuckle

“What room did you say you were in again?” she asked. Izuku frowned

“I literally told you no more than 15 minutes ago, how can you possibly be lost already??”

“You know I have a horrible memory! At least tell me what floor- oh! Hey Shin-kun! You lost too?”

“No! I’m not lost!” came the indignant response off screen

“See! Even Shin-kun is lost! Your apartment complex is worse than Ikea.”

“I’m not lost!!” he shrieked back “But if I was, which I’m not Mina, what floor did Izuku say he lived on again?”

“You’re both hopeless” Izuku groaned “It’s the second floor, room 236, second to last door on the left”


“He said 278 you dolt”

“236! 2! 3! 6!” he yelled before giving a sigh “You need me to come down there?”

“Nah, I think we got it” Mina chirped back “Explains why there wasn’t any Midoriya’s on the 5th floor tho”

“This is the 5th floor?? I thought I was on the 3rd

“Oh my god-“

“Relax Midori~ we’ll get there- hey! Sero! Are you lost?”

“Yeah! What floor did he live on again? I think he said room 467 right?”

“I’m sending Kacchan after you.” He warned

“NO!” they chorused fearfully but Izuku hung up on them, giving his mother a helpless look

“I’m friends with utter idiots” he whispered before shaking his head sadly and going into the living room where a familiar blonde and not as familiar greenette sat patiently. The girl got up and bowed politely when Inko walked in

“Hello Ms. Midoriya” she greeted kindly “I’m Tsuyu, one of Izu-kun’s classmates from gymnastics” Inko bowed back and shook her hand

“It’s nice to meet you Tsuyu-chan! Izuku has told me a lot about you” Tsuyu beamed back and sat down

“Kacchan I need you to go pick up the others” Izuku sighed as he plopped himself on the couch

“They got lost?” Katsuki snickered and Izuku shot him a glare


“Ha! Called it! What floor?”

“5th ” he answered

“Damn. I said 3rd. Now I owe frog face here 700 yen” he gestured to a now proud looking Tsuyu.

“A deal’s a deal Bakugo-kun” Tsuyu grinned and Katsuki rolled his eyes

“Yeah, yeah” he huffed as he got up “I’ll give it after I rescue some morons from upstairs”

The rest of the study session went pretty well as far as Inko saw, and she was absolutely delighted to see her son surrounded by so many people, even if a few of the one’s that showed up later seemed a bit… sketchy. But she brushed those thoughts aside and made sure that her son and his friends had a good time. She didn’t think it was possible for her son to laugh and smile more than usual, but somehow he managed it and her heart swelled with pride.

“Have you seen my taser!! I can’t find it!”

“Its on the kitchen table darling!” Izuku skidded into the kitchen, still half-dressed and panicked as he scooped the device up

“Do you know where I put my book bag?” he asked, not waiting for an answer before dashing off

“Check your room” Inko calmly answered back, sipping her tea and leaning on the counter

“My satchel??!”

“Your purse is on the coat rack next to mine” he came running back down the hall

“It’s not a purse!” he cried indignantly as he snatched the bag and raced away again

“Whatever you say darling” she mumbled to herself, chuckling a little

“I heard that!!”

Inko good-naturedly helped her child find everything he needed for his long-awaited entrance exam into U.A. Finally Izuku was ready and he sat by the door slipping on his boots. When he stood up, Inko almost didn’t recognize the boy standing in front of her. Where did her little baby go? Who was this young man standing in his place? Suddenly, all the anxiety came flooding back.

“Do you have everything dear?” she fretted as she handed him his bags. Izuku simply smiled at her cheerfully

“Don’t worry mama” he reassured, giving her a hug and kissing the top of her head “I’ll be fine. I can take care of myself and besides” he picked up the large metal bat by the doorway and laid it on his shoulder “Kacchan will be there. He always makes sure I don’t get in trouble” he flashed a beaming, and giddy grin, eyes glinting with excitement “I’ll call you when we’re done okay?!”  he began to walk out the door and for a moment, Inko saw what her son had become. Strong and independent and kind and so much more than she could ask for. Than she deserved.

“Izuku?” she called out, and he looked back inquisitively

“Yes?” there was a small moment of silence as a million things raced through her head

Be safe. Don’t get hurt. You can do it. I believe in you. She finally settled on-

“You’ve gotten so strong.” I love you “I’m proud of you” I love you more than you would believe. “I just wanted you to know that” I don’t deserve you Izuku, you are too good for this world and I love you with my whole heart. Izuku seemed a bit taken back for a moment before he beamed back with that all-knowing smile and bright hopeful glint in his eyes

“Thank you. I love you too” he answered before leaving and shutting the door behind him.

Inko made her way over to the couch before she allowed herself to cry.

He knew.

“Izuku, you’ve been working yourself into a tizzy! Pacing won’t make the letter come faster you know” Inko sighed as her son continued to walk back and forth in their living room

“I know but still” he whined “What if I didn’t get enough points to get in? What if I failed the written exam? What if-“

“And what if, you stopped worrying about it?” she answered “You did just fine darling, I know you did. You’re a Midoriya after all. And I know how hard you trained and worked for it, it’d be impossible for you not to get in” he glanced over and gave a small bashful smile before exhaling

“You’re right. Worrying won’t do me any good.”

“How about you help me with dinner?” Inko suggested “That might help you take your mind off of things” he nodded absently in response

“Yeah… yeah that’s a good idea” trailing after her to the kitchen “Katsudon?” he asked hopefully

“Sure” she laughed “Why not?”

Her boy was still trembling slightly in her arms, hiccups beginning to recede as she gently patted his back, and all Inko could feel was absolute rage. She was beyond pissed, on a level only mothers seemed to achieve when their children were hurt and right now, her precious child was very hurt. She’d watched Izuku grow up, watched him fall and fight and claw his way up to where he was now, gone through countless battles and trained to become as strong as he was and these assholes kicked him out of the spot he earned because he was quirkless? Because he got the short end of the stick at life? Because of something he had no control over?

Someone was going to pay. And they were going to pay very dearly.

Chapter Text

Bakugo came back into the apartment, smelling of burnt sugar and smoke and much more subdued than before.

“Okay. Well obviously we need to- Whoa” He froze at the living room entrance, his face a neutral mask of pure terror “Auntie? You okay?”

“Of course Katsuki dear” she cooed sweetly, still patting her son’s hair and with a smile plastered on her face “Why wouldn’t I be?” Izuku peeked up at his mother and went rigid

“Ma? Uh, you mind putting everything down?” he asked nervously

“Hmm? Oh, my bad” she laughed and the flurry of pens and paper floating around her head paused before dropping. Izuku pulled himself away slowly

“Are you okay ma?” he questioned worriedly.

“I’m perfectly fine” Inko reassured as she got up and dusted herself off. “Why don’t you go get ready for dinner darling? I need to speak to Katsuki really quick.”

“Okay?” Izuku murmured and went to wash up in the restroom. When he came back however, now much calmer, the apartment was empty. “Ma? Kacchan? Where’d you go?” he saw a note on the single bowl of rice on the table. With growing dread, he opened the hastily scrawled message.

Katsuki and I had to run a couple errands. We’ll be back in a bit. Don’t bother coming after us :)


“fUcK!” Izuku shrieked and grabbed his jacket, slipping it on as he hurriedly tried to put on his boots while running. He tossed on a scarf, beanie and took his satchel off the coat hooks by the door before skidding out the apartment, down the stairs and into the street. OH GOD I HAVE TO GO STOP A MURDER.

As Izuku shuffled over to the hallway restroom, Inko turned to the blonde boy with that wide, unsettling smile on her face like nothing was wrong. Katsuki shifted nervously, used to seeing that exact same grin on a livid Izuku right before someone got their ass beat, but never on Inko. It was honestly freaking him out.

“Katsuki?” Inko hummed

“Y-yes?” he yelped, standing up a little straighter.

“There’s some food in the fridge. You and Izuku can help yourselves” she said and began gathering her things.

“Okay… and where are you gonna go?” he asked her.

“Why U.A. of course!” she said like it was the most obvious thing in the world “I’m going to have a little chat with the school board”

She says chat but something tells me she means a murder spree.

“I’ll come with” he volunteered Mainly to make sure there’s no traceable evidence.

“I can handle it Katsuki dear” she reassured and headed into the kitchen

“I didn’t say you couldn’t” Bakugo scoffed “But I have a piece of my mind to blast at ‘em and if things go south,” he shrugged “You might need some backup” Inko came back into the living room and stared at the teen suspiciously for a few moments before glancing down the hall where Izuku would appear in a few minutes.

“We’ll have to be quick about it.” She stated and Katsuki gave a wide, eager grin

“Let me get my coat”

After hastily scribbling out a note so Izuku wouldn’t completely panic, the two set off quickly towards the train station, both wearing identical terrifying expressions on their faces.

Izuku bolted down the streets, pausing at an intersection to let his breath and thoughts catch up.

“shitshitshitshitshit” he muttered anxiously to himself, gnawing at his thumb as he paced “If I was a  pissed off mom and Kacchan, where would I go?” he thumped his head frustratedly “Come on Izuku! Think! Where would be the first place I’d go if-“ he froze as the slow realization dawned on him

No. They wouldn’t… Oh who am I kidding?  “They totally would.” He groaned and resisted the urge to break down crying on the sidewalk. Taking a deep breath, he took off down the road again, praying that the train would be delayed or late.

The train arrived right on schedule and the crowd instinctively parted for the terrifying duo boarding the car, keeping their distance as mother and neighbor took their seats. The two were silent for the trip, Katsuki only talking to tell some clumsy idiot to watch where they were going after practically landing in his lap.

They got off at their stop, both now even madder than before and carefully holding it in. As they approached the gate, a green blur raced over to them

“MA. KACCHAN.” Izuku yelled, doubling over as he got to them to catch his breath “Don’t do it. Please. Let’s- just go- jesusican’tbreathe.”

“Izuku, go back home” Inko ordered and continued her way towards the school. Her son staggered after her

“Ma. No. Don’t do it-”

“Fool shut the hell up, we know what we’re doing” Katsuki snapped as he marched right along with her

“Why are you even here Kacchan??” Izuku gasped out as he tried to keep up

“I wanted to watch the shitshow.” He responded with a feral smirk. They got to the closed gate and stopped, the freckled boy letting out a sigh of relief. Katsuki ‘tched’ and gave a disappointed huff before wandering off.

“Mom, please” he begged “Let’s go back home. It’s closed anyway”

“I’m not leaving until these people get a word from me and a lawyer.”

“Mom, I know you’re mad, I am too-“

“Then why?” Inko asked, eyes burning bright with righteous fury as she turned to him “Why are you letting them walk all over you? I know how hard you worked Izuku, you deserve that spot more than anyone else and we both know it” Izuku went quiet

“I know I did. I know I should be there. But this… is an inconvenience” he gritted out, trying to mask his own anger “and that’s it. Two steps forward, one step back. I will become a hero, no person and no school board is going to stop me. Not over my dead body. But I knew there would be obstacles in the way. I knew that. “ he gave a small huff of amusement “Did I expect it from U.A.? Not really. But if I have to work my way up, well” he shrugged “So be it. At least this way no one can tell me the examiners had pity on me. I can and will prove myself again and again. As long as it takes.” Inko had seemed to soften throughout her son’s explanation and she gave a small sigh.

“I don’t know Izuku. It’s just not fair-“ Izuku gave a bitter laugh

“The world isn’t fair ma” he chuckled, face darkening “We both know that.” Mother and son fell silent, glaring at the metal gate in their path. “Let’s just go home”

 Inko opened her mouth to answer when Bakugo came bounding around the corner with a troublemaking sneer. Izuku knew what that meant

“’don’t”’ he ordered, but his friend ignored him

“Hey auntie! I found the front office!” he came up to her eagerly “Turns out they’re open” The smile returned on Inko’s face and Izuku facepalmed

“Perfect!” she cried happily and began following the blonde as he led the way


How the hell did I even get here?? (bitch me too. You were supposed to go home damn you Bakugo) Izuku thought to himself as he awkwardly sat in between his simmering best friend and silent mother in the principal’s office. There had been an opening for a meeting that day and now he was stuck here in hell. The rat, bear, whatever thing sat in front of them with a huge smile with the heroes Midnight and Present Mic by his side.

“I’m afraid registration has already closed-“ he began

“Oh we already registered” Inko interrupted coldly “We’re actually here because of the entrance exam”

“Ah, well I’m sorry ma’am, but if your sons didn’t make it in but we can’t change that” Midnight explained

“We did” Katsuki snapped “We both got enough points”

“Then what’s the issue?” Mic asked, squinting at the two boys as if trying to remember who they were

“You put him in the general studies course” the blonde growled, gesturing to the currently wanting to die Izuku.

“Well, if you saw your test score then it’ll probably show why-“

“I got 66 points total” Izuku sighed, rubbing his face tiredly “I was ranked 6th on the score board out of all the applicants”

Two of the three teachers blinked in confusion.

“What?” Midnight asked “If you were ranked 6th then why were you put in the general course-“

“It’s you!” Present Mic exclaimed and Izuku jumped in his seat, panicking for a few moments “The quirkless kid from the exam! And you’re the one who only got 4 rescue points!” Midnight looked shocked as she suddenly remembered Midoriya and Bakugo

“Yeah and we’d like to know why the fuck he’s in the general course you quirksist little-“ Izuku elbowed the boy roughly in the stomach and shot him a glare.

Language” he snarled before turning back to the adults in front of him with a calm expression “Look, I won’t ask you for my spot back in the hero course-“

“WHAT?” Katsuki shrieked, almost toppling out of his chair at the same time Inko yelped “Izuku!” he held up a hand to silence them and leaned back in his seat, frowning slightly now and crossing his arms.

“I’ll accept my spot in the general studies and work my way up the hard way. I have no doubt I can do it.” he shrugged “The only reason I didn’t try to drag these two home is because I want, no, need, to know” he looked the principal in the eye and leaned forward on his knees “Why? Why wasn’t I allowed? And don’t give me the bullcrap All Might told me in my video about certain variables and whatnot. Why wasn’t I allowed into the hero course?”

Midnight began sputtering, glancing over at Mic panickily.

“Like you said” Midnight answered “ We had to take in certain variables-“

“It’s because you don’t have a quirk” Nedzu replied, meeting Izuku’s glare with a calculated look of his own and a grin. Izuku flinched at the response but nodded and leaned back.

“Principal!” the teachers hissed at him while Inko and Katsuki looked ready to strangle someone

“I understand” Izuku sighed, a small bitter smile finding its way back as he stood and bowed politely “Thank you for being honest with me” he turned and began walking out, Katsuki giving one final snarl at them before silently trailing after him, too shocked to do much else. Inko quietly stood and stared at each teacher in turn, clutching her purse tightly in her silent fury.

“You are ever so lucky for the sake of my son I will leave this issue to rest instead of taking it to court” she told them in an ice cold tone that made even the grin on Nedzu’s face slip “But the next time any of you tries to stand in his way of becoming a hero because of his lack of quirk, well, believe me” she gave them a sickeningly saccharine smile “It’s not just him you’ll have to worry about.”

“Are you threatening us?” Nedzu questioned and Inko let out a sweet, innocent chuckle laced with venom

“Oh that’s not a threat. It’s a promise.” And with those final words she marched out of the room, slamming the door none too gently behind her.

As soon as she left, Mic and Midnight practically collapsed into the seats next to Nedzu

“Well that was interesting!” Nedzu laughed cheerily. Both teaches gaped at him

“What part of that was interesting?!” Mic cried “I thought I was about to get murdered!!”


“Ma? Where were you?” Izuku asked worriedly as Inko exited the building and walked over to where the two boys were standing at the entrance.

“You know your dear mother can’t keep up like she used to” She laughed back “Don’t worry, I didn’t do anything” she opened her purse “Didn’t even get to pull a knife on them”

“A WHAT??!” Izuku shrieked as kitchen knives began floating out of her bag.

“You brought the bread knife and meat cleaver? Nice.”

“DON’T ENCOURAGE HER KACCHAN!!” he yelled before giving a long, tired sigh. “Can we please go back home already before this disaster of a day can get any worse?” Bakugo snorted and Inko put her knives back in her bag.

“How do you feel about getting some ice cream?” Inko suggested as she started towards the train station “To help this disaster of a day”

“I’d like that thank you” Izuku mumbled, trailing after her

“Sure. I’m down for that” Katsuki shrugged, walking alongside them.

“By the way Katsuki dear” Inko remembered “We’re going to go back to school shopping in a couple weeks, so if you and your mother want to join us, you’re more than welcome to”

“Oh, cool. Yeah, I’ll tell her” he answered with a grin “What flavor you gonna get Deku?”

“Matcha! Or maybe chocolate”


“Is not!”

“Is too!”

The two continued bickering back and forth over flavors, things having gone somewhat back to normal.

But Midoriya’s and Bakugo’s don’t forgive nor forget. This little incident was silently filed away for later by all three.

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Your Question (comment)

Q: Was the school board made up of teachers and Nezu or was it an actual school board they have to answer to that decided on Izuku’s placement? 

A: The staff and teachers. They were very divided on the idea since these people are professional heroes and know what it takes to make it in the pro world. The decision was split 50/50 and a single vote tipped the balance against his favor. He finds out more about the vote later.



Other Questions (different places)

Q: When do you plan on bring Izuku into the hero course? Would he be there for the USJ? 

A: *muffled screaming bc I want to spoil but also don’t*

…All I will say about it is that I do have plans for him and 1-A in the future… imsorrythatsreallyvaugebutidon’twanttogiveawaythestory!


Q: What is Inko and Mitsuki’s background story?

A: Inko and Mitsuki met at the park when Izuku and Katsuki were playing and hit it off. They set up play dates for their sons, found out they lived nearby and began getting closer to each other. Inko was happy Izuku had a friend and his mother was so nice to her son (some of the other mothers in the neighborhood got mean when after finding out Izuku was diagnosed quirkless but Mitsuki didn’t care because she adores Izuku). Mitsuki was happy she had someone she could rely on to keep Katsuki in line as well as Katsuki having a good influence in his life and Masaru was glad he now has a friend that isn’t like his wife and child. (he loves his family very much but they can get a little crazy sometimes and Inko was a breath of fresh air with her calmness)


Q: What’s Shinsou’s favorite drink from his shop?

A: Iced coffee with seafoam on top. Close 2nd is a tapioca green tea with cream


Q: Does Katsuki have a taser too?

A: No he does not. The taser Izuku has is from the government due to his quirkless status and Bakugo has a quirk so he can’t get one


Q: If Izuku is quirkless then why didn’t the kids he beat up use their quirks against him? Is it just because its illegal or something else? 

A: Mainly yes, it’s illegal to use your quirk in public unless in self-defense against another quirk. However, since Izuku doesn’t have one, they’d technically be breaking the law if they brought it out. Also, since they’d be attacking a quirkless person with a quirk, the law would technically be on Midoriya’s side. Plus, Izuku usually doesn’t give people the chance to use their quirk and most of the time they’re just too shocked to properly defend themselves.


Q: How are you doing?

A: Honestly… not that well ;;^u^ This really hasn’t been my school year tbh and finals are coming up as well as like 5 projects so that’s great! I’m just dead inside at this point but honestly, everyone in my school is right now so… yeah. Let’s just say I’m coping and winter break is a godsend. 


Q: Can we have more info on Bakugo’s hearing aids? Do you have drawings of the design?

A: uhhh, I do have pictures of the design, which admittedly was inspired by a version I found on Pinterest because the artist did a really good job. (I’ll put a link if I can find it) They’re comfy and he often forgets they’re on. He will get Hero hearing aids later on that help with background noises more, won’t allow sounds above a certain decibel in and are more resilient although less comfortable.


Q: Does Shinsou know how to sign? Did he learn because of Bakugo?

A: I’m so glad you picked up on that actually!! I hope I can properly explain this in a one-shot later, but Shinsou was selectively mute for several years after getting his quirk. So in order to communicate with their son, his parents learned Sign. Shinsou was actually the one who taught Izuku and later Bakugo since he had more experience with the language


Q: Why the graffiti artist personality?

A: No clue. I just liked it. I wanted Izuku to do something with his little gang aside from parkouring and graffiti seemed like a good way to go. Izuku just seemed like the artist type to me you know?


Q: Is Katsuki a gamer?

A: He is! He plays a lot on his phone and went to arcades with Izuku and their other class friends often during their middle school years. I’m pretty sure he also has a game console at his house, but he always puts his homework before games lol


Q: Can Shinsou fight? If he can how well?

A: He can! He’s been picking things up from patrons who show him a couple moves. Izuku, Katsuki and the others have offered to help train and spar with him, which he has done. Since he lives in a “shady” side of town, he has basic self-defense down and can hold his own in a street fight. His style is very rough and dirty but it gets polished up a little over the years.


Q: Will you have any romantic relationships in this fic? Bakudeku?

A: No. Any and all relationships between characters are strictly and purely platonic and I hope you guys can respect that. I like it this way better and I feel like I can touch on every ship without having to pick one and stick with it (multishipper problems amirite?) So, sorry if you guys wanted certain characters to hook up but not gonna happen here *shrug*


Q: Can Shinsou handle the spicy boba?

A: Sort of. He can handle up to the Hot level (Mild, Hot, Dragon, Blondie) but past that he can’t taste anything else and he’ll turn red so he doesn’t bother


Q: How scared are the others of Izuku? How do they rank? 

A: I think everyone has a pretty good idea/sense of self-preservation when it comes to Midoriya, since they’ve all seen him in a fight at one point or another. Except Asui. Izuku can do no wrong as far as she knows. Just her fellow smol green bean from gymnastics who she’s seen faceplant more times than she can count. His scary reputation is ruined with her.


1 Bakugo (utterly fucking terrified but also finds it really fucking funny in a weird way. Izuku could murder him and he’d probably say thank you)

2 Mina, Sero and the Gang (A close second bc they’ve also seen him go fucking feral on people. Also, Tamako has taught him how to fight with a knife and Hana how to manipulate people so several regrets there)

3 Ojiro and Crew (Vague sense that they should fear him since he’s kicked all their asses at least once but I mean, look at him he’s adorable!!)

4 Masaru (he knows Inko and he knows his son. There’s no way Izuku isn’t unscarred from that.)

5 Inko (she raised that child. She knows what he’s capable of. But he’s still her baby so…)

6 Mitsuki (Adorable bean. Can do no wrong. Could kick Katsuki’s ass and she wouldn’t stop him. But if he’s anything like Masaru, which she suspects, they’re all screwed)

7 Tsuyu and the Squad (They’ve seen this idiot fall and hurt himself more ways than they can count. Absolutely innocent, a perfect angel. Occasional glimpse of dangerous side to keep them on their toes but not enough to actually question freckle boy)


Q: What is Izuku’s favorite gadget/tool?

A: His taser. He loves it.


Q: What does Shinsou do as exercise?

A: the occasional basic workouts, pushups, sit ups, pull ups, squats etc.


Q: What does Bakugo do if anyone besides Izuku interrupts his sleep/bedtime?

A: If it’s his parents he’ll just bury his head under his pillow and ignore them until they literally have to yank him out of bed. Anyone else gets exploded no questions asked.


Q: what was Izuku’s first gadget?

A: Flame thrower. Basically just stuck a lighter, those cheap ones you can buy anywhere, to a can of travel sized hairspray, and added a “trigger”. He’s very proud of it.


Q: Does Izuku dye his hair?

A: Yes, but actually, no. He’ll temporarily dye it black when he has to go on camera as Haya but that’s it. He’ll wash it out immediately afterwards


Q: When Izuku stood up to All Might, did he have a major freak out after?

A: Yeah. Once he got to the Bakugos, he could finally register everything that happened that day and had a mini anxiety attack


Q: How long did it take for *spoiler*?

A: A while.

Chapter Text

“Izuku! Do you have your satchel?!”

“I’m putting it on!”

“What about your notebooks?! All packed?!”

“Yes!” Izuku yelled as he raced to the front door, trying to put his shoes on as fast as possible “No time ma! Kacchan will kill me if I make him late on the first day!”


“Whaaaat?!” he whined “Ma I have everything I swear!” she stepped into the hallway with a soft smile and teary eyes

“You look great darling” she sighed, combing his hair a little more and kissing the top of his head “Give ‘em hell” she ordered with a mischievous look. Izuku saluted with a wide grin

“Got it!” he threw the door open and headed out “I’ll call you when school’s out okay?!”

“Okay! Say hello to Katsuki and the rest of your friends for me!” she called out after him, waving from the doorway

“I will!!” he bounded down the stairs two at a time and raced to the gate where Bakugo was already impatiently waiting for him.

“It’s about time” Katsuki growled as they headed for the train station “I was about to dump your ass”

“On the first day? How cruel Kacchan~” Izuku teased. His friend rolled his eyes

“You didn’t forget anything did you?”

“Nope. I’ve got everything!” he pulled a deck of cards from his pocket “I even remembered these!”

“Sou-chan!” Midoriya greeted as they boarded the train “You ready?”

“You bet your ass I am” Shinsou laughed, high-fiving Izuku and fist-bumping Katsuki “What class are you guys in? I’m in the general course. 1-C.”

“1-A. Hero course.” Bakugo boasted proudly

“General studies. 1-C too” Izuku said sheepishly “But hey! At least I’ll know someone in the class already!”

“Sweet” Hitoshi agreed, fiddling with his backpack nervously and glancing out the window “What if… what if they don’t like me?” he blurted, hands beginning to sign along. “What if our classmates end up being like all my other ones?”

“Then I’ll beat them up!” Izuku chirped brightly “I’m sure Kacchan will too”

“No I won’t” Katsuki huffed “I won’t need too because you’re perfectly capable of handling yourself. Just remember to aim for their kneecaps. They can’t get away if they can’t run!”

“For everyone’s sake, I hope no one ever gets on your bad side” Shinsou shuddered

“If they leave us alone that won’t be an issue~” Midoriya cooed and Bakugo nodded, palms sparking up just a bit.

“Okay so 1-A’s down that way” Izuku gestured down the hall “So this is where we part ways I guess”

“Guess so” Katsuki shrugged “See ya quirkless nerd. Don’t kill anyone on the first day Deku” he ordered

“As long as you don’t blow anyone up” Midoriya snarked back

“Bye-bye blondie!” Shinsou smirked as he started the opposite way

“Later loser” Bakugo snapped and headed down the hall

Shinsou and Izuku wandered the halls in confusion, having no clue where on earth their class was

“It’s only the first day how has someone already blown something up??” Izuku yelped after narrowly dodging an explosion that knocked the metal doors right off their hinges. A girl with pink dreadlocks, goggles and rumpled uniform came staggering out of the smoking room

“Sorry ‘bout that!” she apologized, not looking very sorry at all as she dragged the door back inside “Okay! Let me try that again!”

“Alrighty, we’re not coming down this way again” Hitoshi muttered as he turned himself and Izuku around to walk the other way

The two were still wandering aimlessly, now starting to panic as class was about to begin

“This is the exact same hallway we started at!” Midoriya whined, gesturing wildly at the corridor.

“It’s the only hallway we haven’t tried yet” Shinsou sighed, rubbing his face tiredly “And look, it’s 1-A, 1-B and 1-C is probably all the way towards the end”

“We’re gonna be late on our first day~” Izuku whined as he trailed after his friend. As they passed 1-A’s giant door they paused

“You wanna check in on blondie? Make sure the class is okay?” Hitoshi suggested

“Yeah, why not?” Midoriya shrugged. They cracked the door open and peeked inside.

It was utter chaos. Everyone seemed to be watching the escalating fight between a dark-haired boy waving his arms too much and a very rude blonde with his feet on the desk

“Look, just piss of prep boy” Katsuki sneered “It’s my desk now so I can do damn well what I want with it”

“You are disrespecting the previous students and craftsmen who ma-“

“Oh my god are you still fucking talking??!” Bakugo groaned, palms beginning to spark dangerously. The boy gave an offended gasp

“Such language! Are you sure you’re in the right class for this?!” he scolded “And your uniform is incomplete! Such disrespect to-“

“If I wanna wear the goddamn tie I’ll wear the fucking tie!” he snapped, eyeing the spare tie the boy had magically brought out of his pocket “Get that thing anywhere near me and I’ll blow your fucking hands off.”

The two continued to argue, Katsuki getting louder and louder and the other raising his voice to match the blonde.

“He’s getting out of control” Shinsou hissed “Do something!”

“On it” Izuku mumbled, already pulling out his phone.

“I SWEAR TO FUCKING GOD I'M GONNA-“ he cut off mid-threat to pull out his vibrating phone. “What the?”


The first text was a current photo of Bakugo with his feet on the desk and an angry scowl on his face as he talked to someone off screen followed by the word


Katsuki looked up and glared at the two boys peeking in the doorway

Group Chat


Go the fuck to class

Walking Insomnia

stop fighting with people you prick

Quirkless Nerd

be nice to your classmates Kacchan

and take your feet off the desk

Walking Insomnia

it’ll probably shut him up



He emphasized the point by throwing an eraser at the doorway, which the two unfortunately dodged.

Walking Insomnia

real mature.

“Are you seriously on your phone while we’re having a conversation??!” Glasses shrieked, startling Bakugo

“Holy shit you’re still here??” he blurted out before his phone rang again

Quirkless Nerd

kacchan! I said be nice!


Shut the fuck up and go to class

bell’s about to ring in a minute


Shinsou cursed, no doubt having seen the time on his phone, and threw the door open

“Stop being a prick and sit properly!” he yelled at Katsuki before pointing at the boy next to him “And you! Go sit the fuck down already! I’m telling you right now he’s not kidding about blowing you up!”

“What?” the boy started but Shinsou had already taken off down the hall. Izuku popped in and threw the eraser back at the blonde’s head, which he narrowly caught

“Kacchan behave yourself or else!” he warned

“Hi Midori!” Mina called from the back of the class and Izuku waved

“Hi guys! My mom says hello! Keep him out of trouble for me!”

“Will do!” Sero, Mina and Kirishima chorused, saluting the boy

“Say hello back to your mom for us!” Ojiro grinned, waving from his seat

“Okay! Tsu-chan you’re in charge!”

“I’M NOT A DOG YOU DUMP ON SOMEONE-“ Katsuki started but the greenette ran after his other friend before he could finish “Assholes” he muttered and reluctantly took his feet off the desk

Shinsou and Izuku slid into class a minute before they were tardy. They made their way to the other side of the classroom to the remaining two seats, Hitoshi taking the table next to the wall and Midoriya taking the desk behind him. He put his backpack next to his chair, his satchel on the desk’s hook and patiently waited for class to begin. Before he could go and introduce himself to the other students milling around, his phone chimed and he pulled it out

Plant Bois (Group Chat)

Violent Dandelion

he made me take out my “earbuds”

Next was a selfie of a done looking Katsuki holding up his fiery hearing aids and a blurry boy who was no doubt Glasses behind him

Then it was another selfie, this one with Bakugo flipping off the blurry arm next to him

I cant even hear him and hes getting on my nerves

are you sure I cant kill him?

Then came the final selfie, this one of a very panicked and blurred Katsuki hurriedly putting his aids back in


Lavender Hair



Broccoli Boi



Violent Dandelion



Lavender Hair


Both Midoriya and Hitoshi were doubled over on their desks, trying very hard to suppress their laughter when the teacher walked in.

“Good morning everyone” They greeted and the two put away their phones in an attempt to calm down “I am Thirteen and I will be your homeroom teacher for this school year” they pulled out a clip board and flipped a page over. “When I call your name please raise your hand, state your quirk and what your goal at U.A. is in order to get to know each other better” Izuku and Shinsou shot each other worried glances

Thirteen read out the names one by one, each student introducing themselves


“Here! I have a quirk that allows me to harden anything I touch. My goal at U.A is to help in designing better structures for natural disasters” the girl chirped


“Here! My quirk lets me control electronics and I want to create new support items for heroes” he responded excitedly


“Here! I have a brainwashing quirk and my goal is to get into the hero course” he replied rather shyly

“That’s very ambitious Hitoshi-kun. Fujita?”

“Present! I have an excavating quirk and I want to enter a rescue unit for when there are disasters or villain attacks” She cheered and others nodded in appreciation

“How nice! Midoriya?”

“Here! I’m planning on getting into the hero course too.” He announced

“And your quirk?”

“Don’t got one. I’m quirkless” he crowed, staring straight at Thirteen when they looked up in shock as if daring them to say anything. The class murmured and he began shooting glances at the other students. Try me. I dare you. He gripped the knife in his pocket a little tighter. I can tear each and every one of you apart limb from limb.

“Well. That’s a very good goal now isn’t it? Best of luck.” Thirteen responded coolly and Izuku faltered for a moment, not quite expecting the encouragement

“Uh… Thanks.”



Thirteen continued with roll, once they were done they projected a map of the school to give them an in-class tour, explaining the different labs and their schedules.

“In a few months U.A will be having a sports festival” They announced and an excited buzz filled the room “You will train your quirks and or create any items you would like to showcase during this time. Make sure to leave an impact on the audience, since there will be many looking for future interns. You may be General Studies but you are still a part of U.A. don’t forget that” Thirteen seemed to smile fondly at them from under their helmet. “Make us proud. And now, meet your English teacher!”

Present Mic burst through the door excitedly


Stifled groans and strained smiles greeted back.

Midoriya shuffled his cards out of habit and boredom, as Midnight had already finished her lecture and gave them the last few minutes before lunch as free time. Hitoshi watched in equal boredom, half checking his phone as he did. One of their new classmates wandered over.

“Hi!” she greeted brightly and the two looked up warily

“Um. Hello!” Izuku responded with a small smile “Hanako right? Can we help you?”

“I’m sorry if this comes off as really rude, but how does your quirk work exactly?” she asked the purple haired boy. Shinsou drooped slightly and put on a polite smile

“Like I said, it’s a brainwashing quirk” he responded, slightly defensive “I tell someone something, they respond and then they’ll do whatever I say”

“Whoa! Really?” another chimed in, Atsushi if Izuku remembered correctly “That’s a super cool quirk! Man, I wish I had something like that”

“Ha ha” Hitoshi chuckled awkwardly, having heard this all before “No you really don-“

“I know right?!” Hanako squealed “Can you imagine how much easier hero work would be if you could tell the bad guys to just stop?”

“…What??“ Midoriya shot Shinsou a Told-you-so grin and the boy shook his head, face now somewhat flushed

“Can you imagine hostage situations?” Izuku suggested coyly and the two grinned wider

“Whoa!! He could just get them all out with some talking, no fighting required!” Atsushi said excitedly “Man! Now I really wish I had your quirk!” Shinsou just sat in his seat, red faced and open mouthed

“Sorry” his friend laughed “He’s not used to compliments about his quirk” the two students pulled chairs up and sat down next to them

“Why not??” Hanako frowned “It’s amazing!”

“Well usually people tell him it’s a-“

“HoW AbOUt a GaME oF cARdS?!!” Shinsou interjected, practically throwing himself across Izuku’s desk to grab the deck in his hands “’Shut up! Don’t give them any ideas!!”’ he signed before sitting back down, somewhat composed “Anybody wanna play go-fish??” Atsushi and Hanako shot each other a glance before shrugging


“Why not?”

The four played amiably before Atsushi finally asked the question Izuku had been waiting for

“So you really don’t have a quirk?” he asked casually. Hitoshi glanced warily at Midoriya but kept his mouth shut

“Yup. You got any 4’s?”

“No. Go fish.” He grabbed a card “You were born quirkless and you’re trying to get into the hero course? That’s gonna be pretty hard don’t you think?” Izuku gripped his hand a little tighter, still with a placid smile on his face

“Technically I already got in” he responded loftily “I just got stuck in General Studies”

“Wait. What??” Hitoshi sputtered  “You didn’t tell me this-“

“You passed the entrance exam?” Hanako interrupted, trading cards with Shinsou “Then why-“

“Because I’m quirkless!” he laughed. The three frowned

“That’s not fair” Atsushi muttered

“Tell me about it.” Midoriya chuckled, avoiding Shinsou’s glare “Go fish”

The bell interrupted their game and they started cleaning up.

“Alright! Lunch time!” Hanako cheered, getting up excitedly “What do you think they have?”

“No clue but it better be good” Izuku grinned, rushing out the classroom to dodge Hitoshi’s incoming interrogation “I’m starving!”

Chapter Text

“Midoriya-kun!!” Hanako hissed “What are you doing??!” Izuku glanced over at her in confusion

“I’m gonna go sit down?”

“Those are the Hero Course students!” Atsushi snapped worriedly “We can’t sit there!” Other 1-C students watched warily from the sidelines as Midoriya stood there, looking from his class to the other and back again

“Okay. And?” he asked. Tetsip stepped forward

“And?? And they’ll kill you that’s what!” he fretted “Especially that blonde one over there!” he gestured to Katsuki sitting by himself at a table, arms crossed and glaring at his meal angrily as if it had personally offended him “He looks ready to rip anyone apart!” others nodded and Shinsou tried not to laugh at Izuku’s innocent expression

“Aww. He’s probably just lonely~” he cooed, starting forward towards him like a little green ray of sunlight

“Midoriya no!” Hanako yelped, others nodding frantically and watching in amounting horror as he bravely made his way over to the scowling blonde. Shinsou sighed and muttered something incomprehensible as he followed after his friend “Hitoshi! Not you too!” the boy simply winked in response

Izuku plopped down next to Bakugo casually, setting his tray down next to his

“Kacchan!!” he greeted happily, poking the other’s cheek and pouting “Why are you sitting by yourself? Didn’t I tell you to make friends?”

“Holy shit I think he has a death wish” Hikaru gaped

“SHUT THE FUCK UP YOU PIECE OF SHIT!” he howled back, causing the general class to send quick prayer’s for their fellow classmate’s safety and impending death “YOU HAVEN’T HAD TO DEAL WITH THOSE EXTRAS ALL GODDAMN DAY!”

“Aww~” Midoriya crooned, hugging the boy “Did you miss me?~”

“HELL NO! FUCK YOU!” Katsuki snapped, although making no movement to shove Izuku off and refusing to look him in the eye

“You did!” he squealed in triumph and Bakugo immediately began prying him off

“GET OFF ME!!” he snarled but Izuku clung tighter

“You missed me in class just admit it!!” Izuku giggled

“NEVER!” He shrieked, palms sparking and bringing up a foot to kick him away

“Sup bitch” Shinsou greeted and sat down on the other side of Katsuki, casually ignoring his two friends wrestling on the booth next to him and digging into his food. He gave his classmates a wide grin and wave. His classmates stared at him in terror back.

“What the actual fuck?” Kaori whispered and the others nodded

“He’s not dead?? And he knows him??” Toyo muttered watching the chaotic scene unfold

“DIE!!!” Bakugo yelled and exploded the greenette. The whole class seemed to yelp in surprise

“R.I.P Midoriya I guess”

“So, how was your day?” Izuku asked good-naturedly after fixing his still smoking curls back into his red and gold headband

“It was okay I guess” Katsuki responded with a shrug, now magically more subdued for some unexplainable reason “We had to take these quirk assessment tests. Somebody got expelled”

“Damn.” Shinsou whistled “So fast? Why? Who was it?” the blonde shrugged again, taking a bite of his food

“The person to score the lowest on the assessment was gonna get expelled and some little loser with grape hair failed” he rolled his eyes “That and he kept harassing the girls. Froggy got in a few good hits before the teacher managed to pry her and the others off. I mean, this teacher isn’t fucking around about taking the class seriously”

“Maybe it’s a good thing I didn’t join the hero course” Midoriya laughed nervously “I would’ve gotten expelled on the first day!” Bakugo shot him a glare and opened his mouth “Don’t” he warned with a glare of his own “We’re not having this argument again” the boy shrugged

“I’m just saying-“ he started

“I. Know.” He growled back “I’ll get in, calm down.”

“You two are like a married couple I swear” Hitoshi laughed, right before getting tackled by Katsuki “Ow ow ow!!! Okay okay I take it back!! Get off me asshole!!”

“Kacchan! Eat your food!” Izuku scolded and the other kicked him in response, knocking him off the booth “Oh that does it.” He joined the fight, wrestling against the both of them as best as possible right there in the middle of the cafeteria.

“Um. What are you doing?” a voice asked and Midoriya froze in horror.

“For the love of god please tell me that’s not who I think it is“ he muttered and Bakugo looked up

“What do you want Four-Eyes?” he snapped, quite arrogant despite the fact Izuku had him in a headlock and was currently tangled up with Shinsou “I’m not in class right now so could you piss off?” The greenette gave a small pained groan and buried his face in Katsuki’s shoulder

“He’s baaaaaaack~” he whined “Kacchan make him go away~”

“Oh my god it’s you!” Hitoshi recognized from his position, and wriggled his way out “You need help with the menu or something?” Bakugo and Midoriya untangled themselves and went back to their food, now in a fouler mood than before.

“I just wanted to ask what on earth you were doing, behaving in such an immature way in the middle-“

“Midoriya-kun!!” Uraraka butted in, unknowingly defusing the whole situation “And Hitoshi-kun! Where have you two been?!” she glanced at the tall boy and the three others “Aw, is Iida-kun giving you trouble?” she laughed, slapping Iida on the back playfully “He can be a bit strict but he means well”

“Like how he meant well by making me take out my hearing aids?” Katsuki growled, glaring at Iida. The boy turned bright red

“Once again, that was a mistake on my part and I profusely apologize for that” he coughed. Izuku started cackling

“Oh my god he actually made you take them out??!” he howled, doubled over on the table “They don’t even look like earbuds!!” he was now laughing so hard he’d curled up on the booth, wheezing “How long did you leave ‘em out before you had to put them back in?!”

“I put them in long enough to hear the teachers instructions before he started griping about them again” Bakugo snickered “I mean, I was gonna take them out anyway for the test but I left them in out of spite”

“We’re they-“

“They were off relax” he huffed. Izuku wiped a joyful tear from his eye, still grinning widely

 “Holy cow *gasp* that is the funniest thing I’ve heard all day” he gasped out sitting up again and going back to his food

“Midoriya right?” Iida asked and the boy nodded “I’m afraid I may have misjudged you and your friend back at the Entrance exam” he gestured to a vaguely interested Shinsou “The two of you saw the true nature of the test while I did not. I have to admit it, but the two of you were the superior candidates”

“Thanks!” Midoriya grinned “I may have also misjudged you” he admitted sheepishly as he held out a hand “Let’s start this over. Hi. I’m Midoriya Izuku” Iida smiled back

“Iida Tenya” he responded, shaking the boy’s hand before holding it out to Shinsou

“Hitoshi Shinsou” he grunted, shaking his hand once before going back to his food “If everyone is finished with the intros can I please eat my food in-“

“MIDORI!!!” “MIDO-CHAN!” ”HITOSHI-KUN!” a large group of overly excited 1-A students called out and started making their way over. Bakugo and Hitoshi slammed their heads on the table simultaneously as Izuku greeted them all with equal vigor

“One meal.” Katsuki gritted out “One fucking meal in peace that’s all I ask”

“Now remember to behave Kacchan.” Izuku scolded “I’m not gonna be there to bust you out of the principal’s office” Bakugo put his friend in a headlock and gave him a harsh noogie, much to the other’s pained protests

“I should be telling you the same thing twerp” he grinned “Which one of us has the most office visits?”

“Valid but still!” he yelped, slipping out of his hold and fixing his hair “I have eyes in that room. Don’t let me find out from Mina or Tsu-chan that you blew someone up or something” Katsuki rolled his eyes

“Yeah yeah who the fuck made you my mother?” he muttered, shoving him lightly “Get to class nerd.”

“Bye Kacchan!” Midoriya laughed, linking his arm with Shinsou to walk to class “See you after school!”

“Bye blondie!” Hitoshi waved cheekily behind him, before flipping him off in the way only someone who didn’t fear death would

“So long losers!” Bakugo responded with a middle finger of his own

“Bakugo-kun! That is not appropriate U.A student behavior!” Iida reprimanded and the docile-ish look on Katsuki’s face instantly vanished as he turned around with a death glare, shoving his hands in his pockets rudely, no doubt to keep them from blowing his classmate up




“I can’t believe you’re still alive!” Atsushi said in awe as the two joined the rest of the class on their way back

“What do you mean?” Izuku asked innocently

“That kid you sat next to! He blew you up like three times!”

“Oh that?” he dismissed with a laugh and wave of his hand “Kacchan does that all the time, I’m used to it. He wouldn’t actually hurt me. 1st degree burns occasionally, but nothing too bad”

“I’m starting to be very concerned about your relationship with that prick” Shinsou fretted

“It’s fine. I fracture his bones every once in a while so we’re even” Midoriya hummed, taking his seat. His classmates stared at him in horror “What?”

“That…that’s not a normal friendship” Hanako whispered and other boys nodded

“I mean I don’t do it anymore” he huffed defensively “It’s fine. He beats me senseless as soon as he recovers so-“

“Please stop talking” Hitoshi begged “The more you try to justify it the worse it seems to get.” their classmates chorused in agreement

“Fine.” Izuku responded nonchalantly “Do you know what we’re doing next?”

“Alright everyone!” Thirteen announced “We’re going to go down to one of the labs you can use in your free period after lunch” Everyone got up and followed their teacher out the classroom, Izuku and Shinsou getting a strange sense of deja-vu.

“Have we gone down this hallway before?” Hitoshi whispered to a now scowling Midoriya

“I think so?” his eyes widened in realization as they stopped outside a metal door that seemed to have been hastily repaired with a blowtorch “Oh heck no” Thirteen knocked politely and another hero stumbled out

“Oh, hey Thirteen” he greeted, coughing slightly and waving away the dark plumes of smoke billowing out from the room behind him

“Is this a bad time?” Thirteen asked worriedly, peering over the man’s shoulder along with some of the other students

“No no it’s fine” he laughed “It’s just one of my new students is a bit too enthusiastic about her new class-“ there were startled yells and frustrated groans behind him


“IT WAS ALREADY ON FIRE!! IT’S SUPPOSED TO DO THAT!!” The teacher took a deep breath, muttered something very un-hero like, and gave the general studies class a strained smile

“Can you excuse me for a sec?” he asked politely before storming back into the room “HATSUME!!!!”



After waiting outside for a few minutes for the support class to pull themselves together, the general students were finally allowed inside. Excited ooh’s and ah’s rippled through the room as Power Loader proudly led them through the workshop.

“I’m sure Thirteen already told you this, but during any events, U.A students are allowed to bring in items of their own creation” he gestured to the lab around him “And this, is where the magic happens” the class burst into excited chatter and began looking around, asking questions to the various upperclassmen in the room and Power Loader.

“Quick question” Izuku asked Thirteen as soon as he had the chance “Our items, do we have to make them only ourselves or can we get help?”

“Good question” Thirteen mused “Power Loader?”

“You can collaborate but at least 85% of the item must be made by you in order for it to be eligible” he responded and turned his attention back to what he was showing the other students.

“Cool” he grinned and immediately made his way to the back where a certain pink-haired girl was sulking “Hello!” he greeted and she looked up in surprise

“Hi!” she chirped back “Do I know you?”

“I hope so” Izuku laughed “Your door nearly slammed me into the wall this morning” She blinked at him, trying to remember before finally recalling the incident

“Oh! That was you?!” he nodded and she at least pretended to be a bit sheepish about it “Sorry about that. I tried to fix some wiring and it ended up backfiring. My bad. Do you have questions? I’m afraid I’m just a first-year but I’ll answer as best as possible”

“On average how often do your things backfire?” he asked suspiciously

“Oh very rarely” she dismissed “just like eh… 36% of the time?” Midoriya nodded, making mental calculations as he sized her up

“You make good items?” she seemed offended by the question

“My babies are the best! When they work of course…” she huffed “What’s with the 20 questions?”

“I need to make some items for the upcoming sports festival” he explained and the girl perked up “Unfortunately I don’t know jack squat about making support items-“

“I can help!” she interrupted before frowning “Wait. No. I can’t. I’m on probation for the rest of the week. I can’t make anything”

“Already?!!” Midoriya chuckled “Well, strictly speaking you wouldn’t be making the items~” he crooned, circling around her like a cat having found a mouse

“What do you mean?”

“I’m supposed to make at least 85% of the item” he went on “You can help with the other 15 so technically speaking you would be-“

“A lab assistant?” she asked hopefully “Sensei didn’t say anything about being a lab assistant”

“Sure!” he grinned widely “A lab assistant! And since you’re only gonna be helping, he can’t stop you right?” she grinned deviously back


“Perfect!” he cheered, clapping his hands together and giving her his brightest smile “I have so many ideas!” The girl was bouncing up and down slightly in excitement

“Wait! I have to know my lab partner’s name” she held out a gloved hand “I’m Hatsume Mei”

“Midoriya Izuku” he purred with a smile much too sweet and much too wide “Pleased to work with you”

“How was your day sweetheart?” Inko asked excitedly as Izuku took off his shoes.

“It was great!” he exclaimed “So many of my friends are in the Hero Course and I made tons of new ones!”


“Uh huh!” he responded, eyes lighting up “U.A is so cool!” he explained his whole day to his eager mother, telling her of everything that had happened, who’d he’d met and such

“Oh Izuku” Inko sighed “It sounds like you had a wonderful first day!”

“I did! I can’t wait for tomorrow!”

Chapter Text

Izuku quickly settled into his new fast-paced schedule, keeping up easily with U.A’s curriculum and enjoying the new challenges.

“Why do we have to have P.E?” Shinsou whined as he stretched on the floor “We’re not in the friggin hero course. And stop flexing on everyone dammit!” this last part was directed at Midoriya, who was currently bent over backwards on all fours and grinning upside down at his friend

“I keep telling you to join gymnastics with Tsu-chan and me” he responded loftily as he fluidly pulled himself into a handstand “It’s your own fault you’re jealous of my flexibility”

“You’ve been taking gymnastics since you were what? Six?” Hitoshi gritted out, secretly envious and unwilling to admit it “It’s not fair”

“Eight” Izuku clarified, now balanced on one hand

“Still not fair” he huffed

“Whoa! Can you do a flip Midoriya?!” Tetsip called out

“Yup!” he gave a strong push with his arm and fell on his feet gracefully “Back flip or front?!”

“Back!” Izuku did as was asked and landed elegantly on the training mats “Nice!”

“Show off” Shinsou muttered

“So how’s your day been going Kacchan?” Izuku asked, setting down his lunch tray and pulling out some cards

“It be going better if you’d stop attracting so many goddamn extras to you” he grumbled back, gesturing to the full table, which was actually two tables pushed together in order to make room for all the 1-A and 1-C friends Izuku had. “One lunch. One lunch without it being an absolute shit show is all I fucking ask”

“You’re just jealous that I’m better at the whole ‘making friends’ thing you grumpy puppy” he teased back

“The FUCK did you just call me??!”

Hatsume-san!” Midoriya called out, making his way to where his lab partner was “I have another idea-“

“MIDORIYA!” she exclaimed, with dark bags under her eyes and goggles on her head “I THINK I FOUND A WAY TO IMPROVE THOSE KNIVES OF YOURS!”

“Jesus Hatsume! When was the last time you slept?!” he cried. She waved him off and gestured to what she was working on

“Monday. But that’s not important-“



“SLEEP. NOW. “ He ordered “Or I’m calling sensei.”

“Fiiiiiiinnnnneeeeee~” she groaned “But let me tell you first”

“Fine” he sighed and glanced over her shoulder at the blueprints “What are you doing with my gloves?”

“Okay, you know how you wanted those reinforced gloves right? I mean, those just require some simple sowing-”

“Simple for you” Izuku grumbled “I’m the one who has to actually do it”

“And finding the proper material for you isn’t?” she retorted “Off topic but anyway, Sensei showed us how to make these electromagnetic plates that’ll attract to each other from long distances.”

“Okay? And?”

“What if you could put those in the knives and your gloves?” she asked excitedly “That way the knives can come back to you!” Izuku nodded in thought, a twinkle in his eye

“That could work actually” he agreed, grin spreading across his face the more he thought about it “I’d have to figure out how to make sure not to stab myself when recalling them and how to pinpoint the specific knife I need back, but maybe just maybe, it’ll work” the two high-fived “Good idea! Now go to sleep! You can’t work properly if you’re not rested!” she groaned and reluctantly got up

“I had like 5 cups of coffee” she whined “I’m fine!” Midoriya shook his head and gathered up the supplies he needed for his latest project “By the way, what were you gonna tell me?”

“What do you mean?”

“When you came in.” she clarified “You said you had an idea?” the smile on Izuku’s face grew wider

“You ever seen that pre-quirk hero movie, Black Panther?”

Atsushi was sent sprawling to the gym mats as the rest of their class laughed cruelly.

“Oh my gosh I’m so sorry!” Izuku squealed, holding his hand out to help his classmate up “Are you okay? I didn’t mean to hit you that hard!” Atsushi simply lay on the floor, having accepted his fate

“I’m fine. I’ve decided the floor is my new home with the amount of times I’ve greeted it. This is fine” he monotoned, before getting yanked to his feet “Damn Midoriya. I think you’ve taken down anyone stupid enough to fight you”

“I just have a lot of experience that’s all” Izuku chuckled “And about seven-ish years of martial arts training” he got back into a fighting position and the taller boy paled “Put ‘em up Atsushi-kun!”

“Wait what?” a side kick sent him flying again.

“Why weren’t you ready?” Midoriya asked innocently

“For the love of god someone please come take my place in sparring with him” he groaned from the floor

“Alrighty who’s playing? Final call who’s playing?!” Hitoshi cried eagerly over the din of the cafeteria

“Wait wait wait!!” Uraraka yelped, sliding into the booth with her tray and slammed a sponge cake on the table. “I’m playing!”

“Really?” Izuku sighed “A sponge cake? That’s it?”

“Cut me some slack!” she whined “Now come on come on! Before Iida notices what we’re doing!!”

“Alright alright” he huffed, taking her cake and setting it on the pile of food in the middle “Okay that’s it! All bets are final!” he quickly dealt out the cards to each player at the table

“Wait- aw man!” Sero groaned as he arrived a little too late “I call next game!” he sat in the booth behind them and peered over to watch with the rest of the spectators

“Will do, Kaori put him on the next round please” Midoriya asked

“Why is Deku the one dealing?” Bakugo grumbled as he looked at his cards

”Because after blowing up my desk, I’ve been banned from playing gambling games for a week and this is the only way I’m allowed to participate” Izuku quickly explained “Mei! Stop using your quirk to cheat!”

“I’m not cheating!!” she protested indignantly “I’m just using my natural advantage~”

“I’m about to knock your natural advantage to the back of your head” Atsushi growled warningly as he hid his cards from her

“No fun” she whined. The table continued to play their made-up game of Craps and Poker, using the box and dice Izuku provided.

“Come on come on lucky seven!” Kirishima mumbled as he threw his dice. The whole table and watching audience groaned as the dice rolled to a 12 “Sorry guys!”

“Dammit shitty hair!” Katsuki cursed, taking up the dice himself and rattling them around “You’re useless!”

“Well well well~” a condescending voice scoffed, startling Bakugo and making him roll a 3

“That one doesn’t count!!” he howled

“It counts!” Izuku said

“No it doesn’t! Asshole over here threw me off!!” he argued

“Fine you can re-roll” the boy sighed

“Hellooo~” the new student drawled “Fellow hero course person here!”

“Whoo!! Eleven!!” Katsuki cheered

“Kinda busy!!” Shinsou snapped, scrambling for a card with the rest of the table

“I obviously wasn’t talking to you” the intruder scoffed

“The hell does that mean?” Hikaru snarled, looking up from his post

“You’re in general” he sneered

“You’re in 1-B” Hikaru responded, just as snide

“And the sky is blue” Midoriya shrugged, passing out the dice again “Are we playing the fact game or is someone gonna call Kirishima’s obvious bluff?”

“What?!” the red-head yelped. The 1-B student rolled his eyes

“I should’ve known” he sighed “1-A really is below 1-B”

“If it weren’t for the fact I have a lot riding on this bet, I’d break your fucking neck right about now” Bakugo warned, trapped between several students

“I mean, I should’ve expected it if you all hang out with the support classes-“

“You wanna fucking go bitch?” Mina chirped brightly, turning her head to stare him down so fast there was an audible crack “Because I will fucking throw hands with you right here right now.”

“Buddy we’re trying to play a game before the class mom arrives” Ojiro told him much too civilly to actually mean it “So do us all a favor and fuck off back to your table hmm?”

“So crude” he said in distaste “Probably learned it from your friends haven’t you?“ Uraraka got up, grabbed a bowl of pudding from the betting pile and immediately threw it in the boy’s face

“I’ll replace that.” She told Izuku before sitting back down smugly as the table cheered

“How dare yo-“

“Monoma!” a girl shrieked, quickly coming over and smacking the back of his head, knocking him out “I’m so sorry” she apologized profusely as another classmate rushed over “I’m sure he probably said or did something deserving of chocolate flavored hair”

“He did.” Shinsou growled, glaring daggers at the unconscious body now slung over a silver student

“He tends to do that” she chuckled awkwardly “We’re working on fixing that bad habit of his”

“Yeah, teach your little mutt some proper fucking manners why don’t you” Bakugo inputted

“Excuse me?” the silver boy piped up defensively “I know he’s not the kindest of people but still-“

“I agree with him” Asui nodded “And that’s saying something. Full House.” She set down her cards


“FOUR OF A KIND!” Atsushi called triumphantly, slamming his hand down.

“ROYAL FLUSH BITCHES!!” Mei cackled and the others groaned, some throwing their cards in defeat and Hatsume laughing as she collected her prizes

“Oi! Pick those up!!” Midoriya ordered “I need those for the next game!”

“I think we’re just gonna leave…” the girl whispered, beginning to slowly back away

“WHAT HAVE I TOLD YOU ABOUT GAMBLING ON SCHOOL GROUNDS?!!” Iida yelled, appearing out of nowhere and hands chopping away angrily

“Shit! Iida’s here!!” Sero yelped, ducking out of view with the rest of the spectators

“Bathroom!” Mina excused herself as she clambered over her classmates and took off

“Same here!” Uraraka cried, floating herself up and over the booth before following Mina

“Me too!” Asui panicked and hopped away

“Fuck! It’s the cop!” Shinsou cursed, throwing himself under a table as the rest of the group tried to escape the incoming lecture.

“EVERY DAY!! EVERY DAY I FIND YOU ALL INVOLVED IN SOME KIND OF ILLEGAL SCHEME!!” he turned to Midoriya, who was currently hiding behind an unfazed Bakugo, having turned off his hearing aids the moment Iida appeared. “WHY IS IT THAT YOU’RE ALWAYS THE CAUSE OF THESE GAMES?!”

“B-because it’s fun?” Izuku tried sheepishly.

“Hey look!” Katsuki laughed “I think he just burst a vein!”

Midoriya was working in the lab when his phone went off. He put down the small blowtorch he’d been using and unlocked his phone to see three unread messages.


Angry Pomeranian


guess fucking what nerd?

Below was a picture of what looked like a glove in the shape of a grenade

Best Boi

wtf is that??

the hell?

a waffle iron??

Angry Pomeranian

my hero costume you idiot

we finally got them today

Best Boi

the one I helped you design over the break??

Angry Pomeranian


Best Boi







Angry Pomeranian


Best Boi


Best Boi


Angry Pomeranian

The picture sent was taken from a full-length mirror in the locker room and showed Katsuki in his full explosive costumed glory, grinning and flipping off the camera

U happy now?

Best Boi



why tf did you keep the barrel arms tho??

I told you to get rid of that shit

Angry Pomeranian



Best Boi



Angry Pomeranian


Best Boi

As valid as that is, my point still stands

Angry Pomeranian

The hell it does

Shit g2g. Teach is calling

Txt u l8r

Best Boi

You better

Have fun!!

Angry Pomeranian

He sent a selfie of himself flipping Izuku off in the foreground and with a waving Mina, Sero, Ojiro and Tsuyu peering over his shoulder, all of them grinning excitedly at the camera.

We will

“Okay guys! Put your notebooks away!” Thirteen announced as they walked in for class “I hope you all studied your treatment of breaks and fractures because today we’re having a pop quiz!” loud groaning and whines filled the room as the papers were handed out

“Yes!” Izuku cheered quietly “The one thing I actually know in First-Aid and Rescue class”

“Why do we have to know this?” Fujita whined as she got her test and passed them on “Can’t I just call 119 like everyone else?”

“You are 119 Fujita-kun” Thirteen reminded defeatedly and the class gave another unhappy groan

“Oh. Right.”

“Ow!” Hitoshi yelped, hitting himself again “Why is this so hard?!” he ducked another wild swing “Dude! Do you even know what you’re doing?!”

“Not in the slightest!” Midoriya cried, swinging the staff at the dummy and tripping over his own feet, falling to the mat “Ow!!”

“Wow.” Hanako chuckled, standing over her fallen classmates “The great Mido-kun, taken out by a stick.”

“How sad” Atsushi agreed with a solemn nod of his head, appearing out of seemingly nowhere just to help mock his classmate

“Oh can it” Izuku grumbled, getting up from the floor “It’s harder than it looks okay?”

“Oh I believe you!” Hanako chirped “It’s just really funny to see you fail at something for once”

“You’re so mean~!” Midoriya whined, now glaring at the training dummy “Why does YouTube make it look so easy?”

“Well maybe if you stopped swinging it around like a goddamn pinata stick, you’d actually make some progress” Shinsou snapped at him, quite upset at the various close calls he’d had those past few minutes

“Look, I use bats and pipes and knives so excuse me if I don’t have the faintest idea of how on earth to use a frick frackin Bo staff.” Izuku snipped irritatedly, beginning to try to spin the staff again only for it to clatter out of his hands “Oh for-“ his leg snapped out instead and slammed into the dummy’s head angrily, sending it to the floor

“Ha ha!” Hitoshi teased as he spun his own staff, right before hitting himself in the face and dropping it, cursing in what sounded a lot like Vietnamese as he clutched his head

“Ha!” Midoriya laughed back “Karma!”

“Hitoshi! Midoriya!” Thirteen called out “Come here for a bit!”

“Good luck with your training guys!” Hanako encouraged before heading back to the punching bags with Atsushi

“Thanks” Shinsou grumbled “We need it.”

The two boys jogged over to their teacher who stood with another hero, although one they hadn’t met before

“Did you need something Sensei?” Izuku questioned, eyeing the new hero curiously

“Hitoshi, Midoriya, this is Strike, or Takeo Sango” they introduced “Strike these are my students Hitoshi Shinsou and Midoriya Izuku” the three bowed to each other politely in greeting

“Pleasure to meet you both” the hero said softly, brushing a strand of coral hair behind her ear

“Same here” Izuku responded

“I’ve noticed you two struggling with learning how to use a staff” Thirteen chuckled

“Struggling is an understatement” Shinsou muttered “I think I hit myself more than the actual dummy”

“Which is why I’ve asked Strike if they could help teach you, since I’m not exactly qualified”

“Oh you didn’t have to do that sensei!” Izuku flustered before turning to the woman “Really, you don’t have to if you don’t want to-“

“Nonsense!” they giggled, extending her arm and a Bo staff of her own appeared in her had with a small flash “I’m more than happy to help you two learn some moves! I’m a teacher! It’s my job!” the two boys glanced at each other hopefully before bowing to the two adults

“Thank you for this opportunity!” they thanked and the heroes laughed

“No problem boys” Thirteen reassured, before heading over to Kaori who was currently tangled up in another student’s net

“Alright!” Sango said, leading the two back to their previous spots in the gym “We’ll warm up and I’ll start you off with a basic strike and maybe a spin by the end of it…”

“Alright alright see you in a bit!!” Mic yelled at the class as he exited the room before popping his head back in “Oh wait, Midoriya! You have a sec?” The boy looked up from his conversation, smile slipping into something more neutral “I need to have a little talk if that’s okay”

“Ooh~” Hikaru and Atsushi teased as the boy got up silently “You’re in trouble~” Izuku stuck his tongue out rudely at his classmates, which only caused them to laugh back. When he got out to the hallway, Mic was already waiting for him, smile a little dimmer than it usually was.

“Is something wrong sensei?” the boy wondered, before panicking a bit “Did I fail my last test?!”

“What??” Mic puzzled “No. You did amazing, like always. You do realize you’re like, my best student right?”

“Oh” Midoriya sighed in relief “Then why did you call me out here?”

“I wanted to formerly apologize” the blonde said solemnly, smile falling completely “I can’t say anything on behalf of the other staff, and since U.A hasn’t technically officially apologized I can’t say it on behalf of the school, but you deserve an apology Midoriya.”

“Huh?” Izuku blinked in surprise “Apology for what?”

“For the whole entrance exam ruling” Mic reminded and Izuku slumped a bit in memory “You didn’t deserve that and I should’ve tried harder to change their minds”

“You voted for me?”

“You were one of the best applicants out there! How could I have not?” Mic shrugged “Most of the staff was ready to let you in until it was mentioned you were quirkless.”


“Look, I’m not asking for forgiveness” the man continued “You have every right to be pissed at us and I’m honestly very surprised this hasn’t made it to court, but I needed to give you a proper apology and after this you don’t ever have to speak to me again. Cool?” Izuku only laughed, wiping away a few tears that had begun to fall

“Thank you Mic sensei” he managed out “I… I didn’t realize how much I needed to hear that” his teacher smiled fondly at the boy

“Anything for my best student” he told him and Midoriya held out a fist with a small, soft smile “Wait, are you…”

“Consider it a peace offering” he shrugged “I think you’ve earned it Sensei.” Mic beamed and hit his fist with one of his own

“Thanks kiddo. Now head back to class before everyone gets suspicious” Hizashi began heading down the hall

“Wait! Mic sensei!” Izuku called after him “Who were the other votes?!”

“For their own safety I don’t think I can tell you” the leather-clad man chuckled nervously “Oh! But I will say this. The principal wanted you in the Hero Course.”


“Yeah” he nodded “I honestly think he was surprised with that final vote. He did leave a slot open in the course though. He said you’d definitely get in eventually so the spot may as well stay open.”

“He left a spot open for me?!” Midoriya gaped “Seriously??”

“Mm hmm” Mic hummed “Like I said, I think you had some of the best potential out there”

“One last question Sensei” Izuku sputtered “What was the vote? You don’t have to tell me who voted for what just-“

“50/50” Hizashi told him “We were split fifty-fifty over the decision. It was really close but the last person voted ‘No’ so you ended up in General.” He seemed a little mad at the memory “Once again, I’m really sorry about that”

“It’s fine” the boy dismissed “I like my class and the principal was right” he gave a wide grin and wiped away his remaining tears “I will make it into the Hero course”

“I know you will” Mic grinned back “Plus-Ultra little listener!”

“Plus-Ultra!” Midoriya cheered before heading back to class “Bye Mic sensei! Thanks!”

Chapter Text

“This is not a good idea” A support student warned, eyeing the eager Midoriya

“Pish-posh my good man!” Hatsume dismissed with an excited gleam in her eyes “He’ll be fine!”

“Yeah! I’ll be fine!” Izuku chirped, crouching down “Okay Mei, how do I activate these?”

“Your funeral.” The boy shrugged ”Test # 27 of item #3 by Midoriya Izuku and Hatsume Mei” He stated as he set up the camera “Assisted by Ezume Mitsuko”

“Button on the side” she told him, going behind the desk of computers with Ezume “After that, it should be able to read your muscle signals and release the potential energy you’ve gathered up.”

“Got it” he responded tapping his new boots on the side and preparing to leap

 “That or it’ll blow your legs off” Hatsume warned, a little more quietly

“Wait what-“ Izuku started before being shot into the air with a powerful blast and crashed into the ceiling

“Ooh!” the two support students winced as a small shower of plaster fell from above

“Maybe find a way to regulate how much energy is outputted?” Mei theorized, glancing over at the stats on the screen

“Yeah, I don’t think having it release 100% of its energy at a 100% charge is very efficient” Ezume agreed, tapping away on the keyboard “We need to find a way to release it little by little otherwise the boots are gonna be once and done before having to charge again, which I believe isn’t the intended purpose”

“Maybe if we add multiple energy packs instead of just one large one!” Hatsume suggested

“That might work-“

“Um, guys?!” Midoriya cried from the ceiling, his upper half completely swallowed up in the plaster  “A little help?!!”

“Just a sec Izu!” Mei called back, helping her classmate with the calculations “So I was wondering if-“

“Okay well can you at least call someone to get me down?!! I think my legs are broken!!” his muffled protests warned

“Hey! His legs didn’t blow off like in the simulations!” Ezume cheered

“Score!!” Hatsume laughed as the two high-fived triumphantly

“I’m just gonna call Kacchan” Izuku sighed, a hand blindly patting his pockets for his phone and drawing  it up into the hole “OH GOD!! OH HOLY CRAP THERE ARE SPIDERS EVERYWHERE UP HERE!! MEI!!!! EZUME!!! GET ME DOWN!! THEY’RE CRAWLING ALL OVER ME!!!” his legs kicked frantically “GUYS I’M NOT JOKING!!! SERIOUSLY!! HELP!! HEEEELLLLPPP!!!!”

“In a bit!!” Mei answered, oblivious to the trouble her partner was in


“Hang on!” Ezume huffed “We’re almost done!”


“Izuku! You mind keeping it down? We can’t concentrate!” Mei called out, slightly annoyed


“Once again,” recovery girl hissed, pinching the bridge of her nose “what exactly happened that you fractured both your legs, dislocated a shoulder, threw out your back, gave yourself a mild concussion a black eye and approximately 23 spider bites?”

“I tested a new item I was working on, shot into the ceiling and crashed into a spider colony” Izuku mumbled. “I think I swallowed a couple too, if that makes any difference” Katsuki was on the cot next to his clutching his stomach and wheezing, his face bright red as he tried to take in gasps of air.

“I see” she sighed, shaking her head and gesturing to the blonde boy still in his hero costume and crying. “And why is he here? Did he hurt himself too?”

“No, he just carried me here and stayed to witness my humiliation” Midoriya grumbled as she kissed his forehead, letting out a small sigh of relief as her quirk took hold

“HOW THE FUCK DO YOU GET STUCK IN A FUCKING CEILING 5 METERS OFF THE GROUND??!” Bakugo howled, rolling over in his bed and laughing even more, before shoving his face in a pillow to muffle his hysterical laughter. “My stomach hurts jesus christ!!” he shrieked “I think I ruptured something from laughing too much! Or pissed myself!”

“Please sedate him” Izuku begged as his eyelids began to droop “Or hand me your cane and I’ll do it myself.”

“Bakugo if there’s nothing wrong with you I’m afraid you’ll have to leave” Recovery girl said instead “I’m sure Aizawa is wondering where you ran off to”

“I can’t” Katsuki wheezed “I can’t move. I’m dead serious ma’am, I can’t move, my stomach hurts too much”

“Good.” Midoriya mumbled “I hope you’re sore all day…” he passed out mid-sentence, which only made his overexcited friend start laughing all over again. Chiyo whacked his head with her cane and he clutched it

“Ow!” he yelped, still chuckling a bit and she whacked him again “Okay okay I’ll stop!” he sat up and took in deep breaths of air, swaying slightly from the lack of oxygen.

“Do you know who his teacher is?” she asked him, hobbling over to the phone on her desk “I need to inform them that he’s knocked out in my office”

“Uh yeah” Bakugo grumbled, rubbing his head as he swung his legs off the bed and sat on the edge “His homeroom teacher is Thirteen-sensei, but I think math is his next period”

“Okay. Thank you dear.” She hummed  “Oh yeah, what’s his name again? Deku you called him?”

“Oh no, that’s just his nickname” Katsuki corrected “His name is… hang on I know it…”

“We’ve known each other for almost 15 years. How have you forgotten my name?” Izuku muttered in his sleep “jerk…”

“Go back to sleep moron” he snapped “Oh right, it’s Midoriya Izuku.” Chiyo dropped the phone and turned around faster than one would expect from a woman her age

“Did you say Midoriya?” she questioned “As in Midoriya. The Midoriya Izuku?” the boy in question burbled something that sounded a lot like fake fanfare before turning over

“Yes” Bakugo said suspiciously “Why?” Recovery Girl glared at the passed-out student in one of her cots

“Every day I always have some new person in my office needing to be fixed because they sparred with Midoriya Izuku. Or they tested something for Midoriya Izuku. Or they just helped spot Midoriya Izuku at the gym. How can you break your rib spotting someone??!” she shrieked  “He’s the reason for at least half of the people that come here!”

“To be fair, we do warn them about sparring him” Katsuki shrugged “He tends to go overboard, but he’s working on controlling that freak strength of his”

“I’m pretty sure he’s single-handedly keeping me in business” Chiyo sighed, sitting down in her chair and rubbing her face tiredly  

“Welcome to my world” Bakugo chuckled, getting up and heading to the door “Tell him to text me when he’s up otherwise I'm telling his mother he’s indisposed and she has to come pick him up” 

“Will do sonny” Recovery Girl reassured, finally picking the phone back up and dialing “Hello? Thirteen? Yeah, I found him. You can’t hide him from me anymore, I know it’s him...”

“You’ve gotten better Midoriya” Sango complimented quietly “Just remember not to swing around too much with your strikes. It leaves you open to attacks” 

“Right. Sorry Sensei” Izuku mumbled, focused on his steps as he practiced his latest move 

“Hitoshi you’ve gotten faster with your spins” they said just as soft to their other student “Very nice” 

“Thank you sensei” he panted, bows furrowed as he concentrated on his hands “I’ve been practicing with a mop handle at home” 

“Good!” she told him, clapping her hands a little “Keep it up! And Midoriya, your lunges are looking much neater than before”

“Oh thank god” he sighed in relief “Smacking myself in the living room at 1 am paid off”

“You think that’s bad?” Shinsou chuckled, transitioning into a different spin and adjusting his stance “You have any idea how many things I knocked over at work?”

“I put a hole in my wall” Izuku laughed “And cracked a vase but I don’t think my mother’s noticed yet”

“You’re so dead”

“I know~”

“Okay, so just turn, plant and throw?” Toyo questioned, Midoriya half-draped over her shoulder

“Yup!” her classmate chirped “Don’t worry about me, I know how to get tossed-OOF” Toyo slammed Izuku to the mat “You got it…” he groaned

“Yes!!” she cheered “Fujita!! Come over here! Mido-kun taught me this new move!!”

The gym doors slammed open and students began streaming in, much to 1-C’s confusion

“Hey Kaori!” Toyo called “Isn’t it our gym day? Why’s 1-A here?”

“I’m not sure” she responded with a frown, watching curiously as the Hero class gathered around Iida giving instructions.

“Mido-kun?” Hanako whispered “Why are they here?”

“Why are you asking me??” he puzzled, just as confused

“Because you know people?” Tetsip answered “Well?”

“Ooh! Ask them if they want to train with us!” Hikaru suggested. The rest of the class began murmuring excitedly in agreement

“Go on!” Kaori hissed, nudging him forward

“Why do I have to do it?!” he hissed back “You’re class president!”

“And you’re the social butterfly” she huffed, pushing him a little harder “Come on~ Do you really want to let the class down?” Izuku looked around at everyone looking at him hopefully and he groaned, swatting her hands off

“Okay okay! Fine! I’ll do it!” he muttered, marching forward

“Yay! Go Mido-kun!” Toyo cheered quietly

“You’re vice president!” Midoriya cried “You should be doing this!”

“Thanks Mido!” Hanako grinned

“Yeah! Thanks dude!” Atsushi agreed

“I hate all of you” he growled but his classmates only laughed at him. “Hey! Iida-kun!!” he greeted with a wide grin “What’s up guys?!”

“MIDORI!!!” Mina shrieked and promptly tackled him, along with Uraraka and Tsuyu

“I just saw you all at lunch!” he wheezed when Kirishima himself gave him a crushing hug

“Yes, yes” Iida agreed, shooing his giggling classmates away from the poor boy “You did so leave him be!”

“Why are you guys in the gym?” Izuku questioned, brushing off his gym uniform

“Aizawa passed out and when we got to our training area All Might didn’t show up so Iida decided we should train in the gym today instead” Ojiro explained “Some people stayed behind in the class to study though”

“Oh cool” Midoriya nodded

“So why are you here?” Iida asked the general student

“Uh, it’s our gym day?” he chuckled “Non-hero classes rotate the use of the gyms on different days, so technically you guys are intruding on our training time”

“Oh dear!” a tall girl with her hair in a ponytail gasped “We’re terribly sorry about that!”

“It’s no problem” he dismissed with a laugh “My classmates were actually wondering if you guys wanted to train with us” he gestured to 1-C who waved back

“Let’s fucking go!!” Bakugo yelled, exploding his palms eagerly. Several General students flinched and took wary steps back. Iida and the ponytail girl glanced at each other before shrugging

“I don’t see why not” Iida said “It’ll be nice to train with people besides our class I suppose-”

“THEY SAID YES!!” Izuku hollered at his classmates and they cheered

“THANKS MIDO-KUN!” Kaori shouted back

A loud pounding came from the classroom window. Hitoshi looked up with a start

“WHAT THE HELL??!” he shrieked, toppling out of his chair in surprise

Open the window!!!” Izuku begged, pounding on the glass again “Come on dude!! Open up!!”

“MIDORYA?!!” Atsushi screeched as he walked in the classroom with Hikaru

“Again bro?“ Hikaru snickered, pulling out his phone to snap a photo

“Oh my god someone open the window.” Kaori griped, speed walking over

“Midoriya!” Toyo scolded “What have we told you about coming in through the window? Use the door like everyone else!”


Just open the window!!” Izuku panicked, pressing his face up against the glass and still knocking away “I made eye contact with sensei out in the courtyard and I can’t be late again!!”

“Use the door!!” Toyo told him, his arms crossed in annoyance

Toyo-kun, please. I’m begging here. I’d be on my knees if I could. Let me in” he pleaded. His classmate only glared at him “I will go knock on someone else’s classroom! You really want that to be 1-C’s legacy at this school?!”

“Ugh, fine” Kaori huffed “Let him in I guess” Hitoshi raced over in a panic and threw the window open. Izuku toppled in face first, yelping as he landed awkwardly before scrambling up, sliding into his seat and throwing his things under his desk as the bell rang.

“Good morning class” Thirteen greeted as they walked in “How are you-“ they looked up from their clipboard and did a double take at the green-haired, slightly out of breath student sitting at his desk and most definitely not late. They backtracked and stuck their head out of the hallway before staring back at Midoriya “What? How??

“Good morning sensei!” Izuku chirped happily, tucking a stray curl under his askew blue and gold swirled headband “Is everything alright??” Thirteen leaned on their desk in disbelief

“This is the third time this month how do you keep doing it?” they muttered

“I haven’t the faintest idea what you’re talking about sensei” he responded sweetly “I came to class on time just like everyone else. Through the door. Walking. Like a normal student.”

1-C tried very hard not to fall apart laughing during roll call that morning.

“Hey Midoriya” Ojiro greeted. The boy looked up from his spinning staff

“Oh, hey Ojiro-sempai!” he said happily, pausing his practice “You guys back?”

“All Might dipped again!” Katsuki informed loudly from where he was sparring with Shinsou

“I see” he nodded “Well you guys are welcome, as always”

“Thanks Mido!” Ojiro grinned “Still, I kinda wish we could have proper hero training…”


“Because it’s fun!!” Mina cried, jumping into their conversation “It’s like playing a game but you know! Training!”

“I mean don’t get us wrong!” Ojiro flustered “Sparring is fun and all it’s just…well… you know!” he waved his hands around trying to describe it

“So an exercise that’s training and fun but not repetitive like sparring?” Izuku tried

“Yes!” his friends chorused

“Now that you mention it” he started “I just got an idea! Go grab everybody!” He told them “If it’s a training exercise you want then I think I have one” Mina and Ojiro glanced at each other and shrugged, jogging off to their class “KACCHAN!!”

“WHAT?!” he snapped irritatedly




“UGHHHHHHH” the blonde groaned but shuffled over “What do you want?”

“I have an idea”

“I hate it.” Katsuki immediately responded

“Remember that game we came up with when we were younger, uhhh flaming tag or something?”

“I love it.” He corrected “Continue.”

“People are kinda tired of just sparring, so you wanna play that with everyone else?” Izuku asked with a devious grin

“Oh hell yeah” Bakugo grinned back, palms sparking up excitedly “I never pass up the opportunity to blow up classmates”

“Perfect!” he cheered “Where should our arena be?”

The two walked around a small area, using some of Sero’s tape to mark it off.

“So, what’s this for again?” Sero puzzled, watching his two friends use his quirk to create a small ring

“A game!” Midoriya announced and the dark-haired boy perked up at the idea “For training!”

“What kind of game?” he inquired, now much more curious

“This is something Kacchan came up with when we were little” he explained “Basically you have to avoid getting tagged for three minutes in the ring. Great practice for dodging attacks, helps Kacchan control his quirk and it helps with your reflexes” More students began gathering around “Anybody wanna go first?!”

“What exactly is this Midoriya?” Iida asked

“Yeah, what’s going on?” Kaori nodded

“You guys want training?” he beamed “Well here you go! It’s basically tag with Kacchan in the ring!”

“Fiery Keep-Away!!” Mina squealed “I remember playing this once! It’s low-key terrifying and lots of fun at the same time!”

“How do you play?” Shinsou questioned, looking interested with the rest of the students

“Really simple!” Izuku chirped “You try to avoid Kacchan in the ring for three minutes” he held up 3 fingers “The whole point is for him to have as little points as possible by the end of the game. He gets a point if he taps or explodes you and half a point if an explosion grazes you. You automatically lose if he manages to knock you out of bounds.”

“Can we use our quirks?” Atsushi piped up

“Errgh I mean I guess?” Midoriya shrugged “When I play, obviously I don’t use a quirk but I suppose you guys can, BUT” he interrupted their excited muttering “But, you can only use your quirk to dodge, not to attack or defend”

“Aw!” Kirishima groaned “But some of us don’t have quirks that’ll help us dodge!”

“Figure it out Shitty Hair” Bakugo snickered

“Get creative!” Izuku encouraged “Think outside the box! Now, who wants to go first?”

“Me!!” Mina exclaimed, waving her hand “I’ve played before! Let me go Midori? Pleease?” 

“Let’s go Pinky!” Katsuki snarled as the two stepped into the makeshift ring

“Ready? Go!” the greenette called and Bakugo immediately blasted forward, swiping at his classmate eagerly

“Oh damn!” she yelped and ducked under his arm, twisting out of the way. The blonde immediately came to a stop and wheeled around. Mina used her acid to slide under his legs as he lept, the two going back and forth, getting faster and faster as the clock ticked down and their classmates cheered.

“Okay time!” Izuku told them and the two came to a stop “That’s three grazes and a tag so… two and a half points! Can anybody beat that?”

“Let me try!” Fujita volunteered, high fiving Mina as they swapped positions.

“Go!” Katsuki blasted forward again and Fujita immediately dove into the ground, popping up from behind the confused boy

“Oh come on!” he griped “That can’t possibly be legal.”

“Technically it is” Midoriya said sheepishly “Sorry Kacchan.”

“Ha-ha Blasty!” she teased “It counts”

“You’re dead.” He warned, leaping at her and crashing into the ground when she vanished again.

“It’s like watching Whack-a-Mole” Shinsou snickered as they watched Bakugo blast from hole to hole

“Or a cat playing with a laser” Asui suggested

“Time!” Izuku laughed, Fujita popping up a dirt and cement covered head from the ground “Four grazes and I think two tags. Four points for Kacchan.”


“Aw man~” she whined, pulling herself out “I thought I avoided most of those”

“I would like to attempt as well” Iida asked

“Alright then, you can go next” Midoriya allowed. The minutes seemed to tick by faster now that they were all playing something interesting, student after student eagerly facing Katsuki. Izuku let them be and practiced with his staff some more while keeping an eye on the mock fights, although Iida was doing a well enough job of refereeing.

“Hey Midoriya!” Hanako called “Why don’t you give it a shot?” a chorus of agreement came from the other students

“I don’t think it’ll be a very interesting fight!” he laughed “I don’t use a quirk remember?”

“Who cares?!” Kirishima encouraged “Most of us couldn’t use our quirks either!”

“Come on Deku!” Bakugo cackled, looking excited at the prospect of facing off his best friend “I want an actual challenge!”

“Alright alright!” he chuckled and set his staff down “I guess I can go a round. But it’s been a while…” he stepped into the ring and stanced himself “I’m a little rusty”

“Don’t give me that bullshit” Katsuki hissed “I’m not gonna hold back like I did with the others”

“That was him holding back?” A bird looking student muttered, rubbing at his singed clothing

“Ready? Go!” Iida announced. Bakugo blasted forward, faster than before and swiped at Izuku. The boy simply sidestepped and twisted out of the way laughing as he did.

“Faster!” He yelled “Come on! I want a challenge too!”

“DIE!” the blonde howled, giving off a bigger explosion than usual as he tried to grab Midoriya, but Midoriya flipped over the blast and rolled under his arm, standing back up behind him

“Nice try!” he grinned. The two went back and forth, Izuku easily dodging even Bakugo’s most complicated moves, twisting and flipping out of the way like a dancer.

“How is he so good?!” Uraraka cried

“Oh that’s nothing” Tsuyu dismissed “You should see his floor routines”

“Time!” Iida eventually called, Katsuki giving one final swipe before stopping, the both of them out of breath “No points”

“What??!” everyone screeched

“Half a point” Midoriya corrected as he tried to catch his breath “He grazed my uniform”

“I don’t believe clothing counts-”

“Yeah it does” Bakugo panted “Or at least with him it does” Izuku nodded

“All that and only a graze” Shinsou whistled “Damn dude”