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Midoriya tapped his fingers on his desk as Sensei Aizawa droned on and on about hero things. He didn’t care. It was probably useless anyway. Shifting around in his seat, Midoriya sighed, breath puffing from his nose. He couldn’t focus on anything. The notebook on his desk that he usually had filled with notes by now was empty. The blank pages stared up at him, blinding him. His pen was gone, rolled off his desk, and far away by now. He would never get it back.
“You got your power from All Might, didn’t you,” Bakugo said softly. He stared at Midoriya as if daring him to challenge what he said.
Midoriya blinked at him. So, this was what Bakugo had wanted to talk about. It seemed stupid for them to come all the way out here. The two of them stood in ground beta in the dead of night, past curfew. If Midoriya had known that this was what it was about, he wouldn’t have come at all.
Too late now.
Ever since the camping incident, Bakugo had been feeling confused, bewildered, a little angry, confuzzled, tricked, fooled, bamboozled, and unhinged. Things just weren’t making sense to him. It was like he had woken up that morning to find that his dad had an anger problem and his mother had become the sweetest creature on earth. Or gravity had shifted so that he could walk on the ceiling.
Why had Izuku saved him? It didn’t make sense. Midoriya didn’t even like him, didn’t even acknowledge his presence when they were standing in the same room. Sure, Midoriya had saved him before, but that was different. This time he was inviting himself to a world of pain. Bakugo had been scared, but if he could do it all over again, he would have had Midoriya stay. The kid had broken arms for goodness' sake.
Just as he predicted, things were different. All the smiles and kind words towards him felt like lies and mocking pity. Midoriya hated it. He hated his friends, (except for Kirishima, the stupid redhead, who didn’t try to give him any pity and had even offered to smack him in the face) and he hated his teachers, (except for all might) and he hated the villains, and he especially hated whoever hade spilled his secret to all the world. He was going to kill them. He was just, inches away from hunting the reporter down and breaking his nose.
Nightmares didn’t help his mood at all, they were filled with, not only people screaming at him to give up his dream, but had villains whispering dark things, even asking (ordering) him to join them. The only thing that made things better was Kota's thank you note.
Everyone who watched the news now knew that he had been quirkless for most of his life. Midoriya was embarrassed and didn’t want to see how his classmates reacted to that. It was a big shocker. it had been his deepest, darkest secret beside one for all. Bakugo had known but hadn't told anyone, and Midoriya owned him for that. (Well, now after saving him from being kidnapped, they were even. but still)
In his mind's eye, Midoriya could imagine all his friends being disgusted of or even worse, pitying him. He didn’t want them to leave him, but then he told himself that he didn’t care, and it didn’t matter. He knew that he was lying to himself. Midoryia just didn't want them to think of him any different.
“All Might... the only hero who stain approves of...” Spinner shuddered in his wooded prison.
“Ends here, huh? Don’t be stupid all might, it’s only just starting." Shigaraki hissed, “justice this and peace that... all these vague things have kept a lid on our society's filthy underbelly... we’re smashing through though... and to do that we’re removing you and your son from the picture, All Might.”
All Might stared at Shigaraki for a second, trying to understand what he meant by son. A quick glance at Midoriya’s embarrassed face was enough to clue him in.
“You think he’s, my son?”
If Midoriya could facepalm without moving his broken arms, then he would have left a bruise on his forehead.
“The tracker led to this location,” Momo said as she walked. Her heels click-clacking on the concrete, sweat dripping down her face. They had been walking for a while and the night was breathlessly humid, hiding their nervous sweat with regular perspiration. The alley that they stood in was narrow and trashy. Not much room for breathing space.
“So, this is their hideout...? I’d buy that!” Kirishima exclaimed.
“We can't be sure but... I've been checking and the villains haven't moved from here all day.” Momo looked back at them. She was just grateful for the glasses that hid her expression from them. She didn’t want anyone to see that she was terrified. Urararka didn’t have to hide anything. Her round face was set with determination. She wasn’t going to give up or stop until they had Midoriya back.
“Just because the villains are here doesn’t necessarily mean Midoriya is too. I need you all to realize that we’re standing here now based on very limited information.” Momo continued.
“None of us are suited to stealth missions like Jiro and Hagakure. So, I'm stopping this thing at the first hint of danger... because you’re my friends. And I won't hesitate to notify the authorities!” Iida added.
“Thank you, Iida. Just give me a minute to think... about what can actually do.” Bakugo said.
“We have to think like Midoriya to save Midoriya!” Uraraka chirped, “Bakugo, what would he do?”
It seemed like an eternity, though it was only a minute while Midoriya processed what had been said, his mouth still hanging open.
“You think that All Might is my dad?” he asked, “and you’re gonna tell everyone that I’m his son?”
“Yes, and yes. Problem?”
“I don’t know where you get your information, but you are dead wrong. He's not my dad” Midoriya said with a nervous chuckle. Heat was surging up his face that had nothing to do with the fact the villains were all looking at him knowingly. It was just hot in here, that’s all.
“You can't lie to us.” Bad touch man smiled.
“I... but... you... HE’S NOT MY DAD!!!” Izuku snapped.
After donning disguises, the group began to travel through the city, inching closer and closer to where the tracker was leading them. They were doing pretty good. Acting like adults, instead of teenagers. Only they weren't sure how they were supposed to act. It wasn’t like adults shuffled around, drinking coffee and crying about taxes. They also didn’t stop to smell the roses or anything else that carried a dubious scent. So, in the end, it wasn’t too hard to blend in.
That was why they were shocked and flinched when someone called out, “oh? It's U.A.!!”
Bakugo turned and saw his teachers up on the big screen. A voice announced that they were showing a segment of the “U.A. high school’s apology press conference”. As the teachers talked about the villains and many apologies had been made, some reporters asked things that seemed to put the hero in a bad light. That they were incompetent and foolish. The mood of the crowd was changing, and many people began to grumble and make comments about how awful the heroes had turned out to be.
Bakugo glanced at the others, sweat dripping down his face. He could see that they were all thinking the same thing.
“Do you think that Midoriya wouldn’t do this again for you?” Todoroki questioned Iida, ignoring Kirishima.
“That is beside the point!" Iida spluttered.
“I have no doubt that if I was the one kidnapped... That Deku would being leading the charge to save me.” Bakugo added, “Even if it’s only to prove that he’s better than me.”
“Nobody said that we’re gonna break any laws...” Kirishima stepped forward.
“You don’t seriously think that we’re planning to smash the door, guns blazing? Do you?” Todoroki asked challengingly. Iida bit his lip hard as he struggled to find something to say.
“we’re getting him back without a fight. It's gonna be a covert mission. That’s how were heroes in training can fight... on the right side of the law!”
“I am coming too.” Yaoyorozu added, “You might need my help.”
“Yeah! We have to save him. He would do it for us!” Uraraka added.
“There’s no swaying you...” Iida muttered under his breath, in a louder voice he added, “In that case... take me with you!”
Izuku stumbled forward, his broken arms throbbing. He managed to find his footing and stop his fall. Kota looked at him, worried.
“I'm okay” Izuku huffed as he caught his breath.
“We need to get going. I think the villains are here to kidnaped of the students. I have to tell everyone. But first and foremost,... I've gotta protect you.” a determined look hardened Midoriya's face as he glanced back at the unconscious form of the villain. This look was ruined by one of his eyes that was close to swelling up.
“Hey kid, the only way that people can get through that forest is if you kill the fires. We need your quirk.” Izuku said. He crouched down and turned so that Kota could climb on his back.
“Hop on! I am gonna get you back to camp first” he ordered.
“Can you still move... with those injuries?!” Kota hesitated. He slowly wrapped his arms around Izuku's neck. One for all crackled around the both of them as Izuku powered up.
“I save my legs for this.”
As Aizawa dragged Mina, Denki, Sato, Sero, and Kirishima away from the rest of the class, both Izuku and Uraraka were glad that they hadn't slacked off during any of their training. They got to avoid the extra late class, which was a relief.
“Alright teams of two will go in the forest and the teams from class 1B will try to scare class 1A.” explained one of the wild, wild, pussycats.
‘Wait a minute. Teams of two? There twenty of us, minus the five that left, that means there’s one extra...’Izuku realized, ‘I'm the extra.’ a quick glance around told him that no one wanted to trade and have him as a partner. Izuku frowned and folded his arms.
‘Well, I didn’t want to have to work with some snot nose idiot anyways’ he thought.
Midoriya started to mutter under his breath before he realized what he was doing. When he did, he sat up and then trudged over to Kirishima's room. He knocked on the door and waited. Kirishima opened with a cheerful, "What's up?"
"Hit me. In the face." Izuku ordered. Kirishima looked shocked.
"What? I can't do that."
"Do it!" Midoriya growled. As soon as he said that Kirishima smacked him so hard that he fell to the side. Grunting in pain, Midoriya stood up and said, "Thanks."
"Uh, you're welcome, I guess," Kirishima said confusedly.
Izuku couldn’t believe that he was paired up with Uraraka for the practical exam. He would have rather been teamed up with Bakugo. But here he was standing with her in front of the gate to the fake city where they would fight All Might. If he had known any better, he would say that All Might had rigged this.
“Woah, wait, you’re going to abolish us! How are we supposed to fight you?” Uraraka gasped. Izuku just glared at the floor.
“Not to worry, that’s why we had the support course department make us these.” All Might said as he lifted up what seemed like a fancy bracelet, “ultra-compressed weights!!”
“This handicap weighs me down with a whole extra fifty percent of my body weight.” in a lower voice the hero added, “shoot its heaver then I thought.”
Izuku glared fiercer as he made eye contact with All Might.
“Trying to bring this fight down to our level or something? That’s stupid.” the green-haired boy complained. He wanted to prove that he was strong enough to take All Might down all by himself.
“HAHA! We'll see” All Might said cheerfully. But it was a fake cheerful that seemed to say, “you’re an idiot my young friend. Don’t hurt yourself trying to prove it.”
“Hey, do you want to go on a date?” Izuku heard himself say. It was like hearing his voice underwater. He was staring at Uraraka with a hopeful smile on his face. She smiled back and blinked at him. The strange thing was that everything was a but her was blurry and out of focus, but he didn’t care about that. He just wanted to know what she was going to say.
“Why would I want to go on a date with you?” she said, her voice was echoey and sharp.
“Uh... I...um...uh” Izuku was at a loss for words. He couldn’t think of one good reason why anyone would.
“You are the world's biggest jerk, but you must also be the world’s biggest idiot if you think that I would date you. You are a quirkless nobody.”
“No, I have a quirk!”
“Yeah, a stolen one. You don’t even deserve it. You act more like a villain then a hero. All Might was a fool to pick you.” Uraraka poked him with a finger accusingly.
“No! NO! I can be a hero. Just watch. I'll prove it. All might didn’t make a mistake, I swear. I am worthy! I am!” Midoriya cried out desperately.
"you see, young Midoriya, the thing is, you aren't suffering any side effect of one for all, or an uncommon sickness. It is an actually very common sickness."
"what? what is it?"
"It is called lovesickness. it's very common for teenage boys to have when faced with an attractive young lady like Uraraka." All Might said finally.
"Noooo" Midoriya groaned. He hid his face in his hands, wishing that this was just a joke. but he couldn't deny it anymore. Not after his friends all teasing him about it and now All Might was telling him.
With the smuggest look on her face, Mina watched as Midoriya was startled again and again, by uraraka popping up and trying to talk to him. He would run away or yell at her to mind her own business, but it was to no avail. The round-face girl would not be deterred.
To be honest, the whole thing was Mina’s idea. She wanted revenge on Midoriya for beating her again and again at Mario cart. With sneakiness, she convinced everyone that Uraraka should try to hang out with Midoriya. It was pure dumb luck, Uraraka had agreed and the rest was history, very entertaining history.
It was safe to say that even though Izuku was a jerk to everyone, he had become a little bit better, or everyone was just used to him. He still yelled a lot, but not over little things. He would let Kirishima talk to him and force him to socialize with over people, to hang out with Mina, Denki, and Sero. Thank goodness for video games! By challenging Izuku, they now had a tournament every Saturday so he could beat everyone at them. It almost wasn’t fair how good he was. Mina would sulk when he beat her at Mario cart and Denki would whine and complain when Izuku smashed him in street fighters three, but despite this, they all agreed that he was much nicer than he made himself out to be.
zuku stood in front of Gran Torino's dilapidated old “base” with his things pack and really to go. He was almost sad to leave. Gran Torino was a good teacher, maybe better than All Might was.
“Hey, old man, thanks for everything,” Izuku said sincerely. Gran Torino just looked confused.
“I had nothing to do with what happened to you, you know. I didn’t do that much” Gran Torino grumbled.
“I know, but if you hadn't said all that you did, and the sparring... I don’t think I would have lasted very long. It was because of you, that I was able to face the hero killer.” Izuku said truthfully. He couldn’t let himself lie to this man. he trusted the old coot, maybe a little too much, because Gran smacked his leg with his walking stick.
“Ow!”
Izuku landed with a thud, on all fours. A look of shock and pride on his face.
‘It worked?! It WORKED! My full cowling worked! I really can fight!’ he thought with a grin. It looked like he would be able to face off the hero killer after all. The hero killed licked a drop of blood off the blade and Izuku felt a cold shudder wash over him, freezing him in place.
“Wha-?”
“You act differently then you did during the sports festival. You fight with more honor than reckless abandon. You still lack power, but you’re smarter than you look. so many fools out there are nothing but talk... but you... are worth keeping alive... Unlike these others.” Stain said as he walked over to Iida.
“Oh crap! No don’t!” Izuku yelled.
“...Ugh!!” Iida grunted as he eyed the blade, straining to move. Before Stain could take another step closer, and wall of flame and ice blocked his path, coming from nowhere. Stain had to jump out of the way to avoid getting frost-burned.
“Midoriya... learn to write more specific directions. I was almost too late.” said the one and only half ‘n half fire and ice user. Todoroki.
“Now let's move on to the awards ceremony!”
Three boys stood on a special stage. Tokoyami stood above the number three, Todoroki above the number two, and Bakugo above the number one. All of them had dark looks on their faces. They had just gotten news of Iida having to leave due to a villain attacking his older brother. Their concern for their classmate was clear. Well at least Bakugo was worried, that might just be how the other two’s faces were made to look like. He was fighting back tears of sympathy for his friend, wishing that he could do something to help.
Bakugo stood in the field staring at his opponent. Uraraka. She looked at him with a hard face, one that he had only seen when she was looking at Izuku.
“Alright Uraraka, I am not going to hold back,” Bakugo said, stretching his arms to release any tension that might have crept upon him.
“I wouldn’t have it any other way.” Uraraka said determinedly, “Backing down is not an option here!”
At the sound of “START!” Uraraka charged at him, hands wide as she readied to use her quirk on him. Bakugo stood still, waiting for her to come closer. He drew his hand back and a medium-sized explosion boomed, filling the air around them with smoke.
here is a li'preveiw.
All might could see that his young predecessor was trying but failing to take down a single robot.
'He can't use one for all yet, can he? Oh dear. It must be hard for him. If only could tell him to take a break, then he would figure out how to use it out of pure spite,' All Might thought, putting his chin on his hand as he leaned closer to the screen.
"Alright, we only have a few more minutes to wait to see how everyone will react to our real test." the strange bear, cat, mouse thing that was called Principal Nezu announced.
All the other teachers murmured in excitement, but All Might could only worry.
'Come on young Midoriya, this is your last chance to prove yourself.' he pleaded to the mini Midoriya on screen, ‘I know you can do it. Where is the fire that you showed me when we first met?’