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It’s been years since the doctor said his dream was impossible since he was diagnosed quirkless. Every day after that became a living hell, and it was all because of an extra joint.

He already had to deal with people bullying him for being deaf, Bakugou would destroy his hearing aids even back then

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But when he discovered that Izuku was quirkless, it was no longer just his hearing aids that would be burnt.

He knew that their friendship was one-sided, but he wanted so badly for it to be untrue that he just let it happen.

Every day he would return home with burns on his shoulder or with bruises all over his body. It came to the point where he would leave his hearing aids at home so his mother wouldn’t need to buy another one just because some kids couldn’t deal with him being different.

His mother was not dumb, she knew his excuses were lies, she tried to talk to the teacher but…

Izuku wasn’t the kind of person to hold a grudge against someone easily, but those teachers, he hated them so much . If they had the decency of stopping the bullying earlier maybe Bakugou and his friends would gain some common sense, but they didn’t care,  because he was quirkless.

They didn’t even bother to learn sign language to be able to communicate with him, let alone contract an interpreter. His mother tried to contact someone, but there were no interpreters near where they lived.

He never understood why being quirkless was such a big deal, and it wasn’t like he asked to be deaf.

He would never understand.

Izuku learned to stop caring as a sort of defense mechanism, he lost that light on his eyes that would always shine when he would talk about heroes.

But then, he didn’t talk about heroes anymore too, his mother got worried, but he assured her he was okay, he was just tired.

Somehow all the prejudice for being quirkless and deaf made him apathetic towards everyone but his mother, and even when he was with her he still wasn’t as expressive as before. his mother soon got used to his silence.

He stopped talking since the other kids would make fun of him or ask him to shut up because his voice was “cringey” to them.

But it was okay, talking was difficult and it wasted energy anyway, so he just didn’t care, just like he started to not care about everything else.

He still would practice his speaking, he wanted to be able to talk to his mother not only through signs, that would make her happy, so he kept practicing every night before sleeping.

He stopped trying to sign outside his house, no one bothered to learn anyway, so he just used it at home along with his hearing aids. He did, however, learn how to read lips since his teachers wouldn’t bother to write what they would speak during class and no one really wanted to share their notes with him.

“Hero analysis for the future” Bakugou scoffed “Are you fucking serious shitty nerd!?”

Izuku didn’t even bother to read his lips, nothing good would come from it anyway, so he just acted afraid, pretending to understand what the blond boy was saying while holding his notebook

It was good that his hair was long enough to cover his ears, if Bakugou knew he wasn’t even using his hearing aids to hear his nonsense, he would receive an explosion on his ears with nothing to take the hit to protect them from the blast. And yeah, no thank you, he could hear just a little bit without his aids on but that was enough for him, he didn’t need Bakugou to make him completely lose his hearing so soon.

Bakugou stood there grinning at him while he put his notebook between both of his hands and made an explosion, tossing it through the window.

It’s been a while that Izuku became immune to Bakugou’s shenanigans, he would “hear” what he had to say, take the hits and go home, it was faster when he didn’t fight back and he didn’t care about what he had to say anymore.

His mother’s opinion was the only one valid to him,  she loved him despite him being broken, she never called him useless, she even said he could be a hero, so yeah, only she mattered.

He stood there for what seems to be hours, he was so deeply lost in his thoughts that he didn’t even realize when Bakugou and the other bullies left, and so he didn’t realize his lack of reaction and emotionless expression has made the other two bullies frown in guilt.

He made his way to his ruined notebook, it landed on the water with the fishes, he inspects it seeing if it was too damaged.

And yup, he would have to rewrite everything on a new notebook, fortunately, he could still read the letters.

He makes his way home, passing by a manhole on his way when suddenly he felt something cold and sticky surround him.

A villain!?

“Don't worry kid I'm just hijacking your body, calm down, it'll only hurt for 45 seconds then it'll all be over” The slime villain said, but Izuku couldn’t hear what he was saying, he could only guess that it was probably saying something, he could feel the vibration of its voice through its body.

I can’t breathe! I’m gonna die!?

Someone!

Please!

As he struggled to get out of the villain’s hold he could see a silhouette coming out of the same manhole the villain went from.

The figure in question was All Might, in casual clothing, carrying a plastic bag with two bottles, as soon as All Might caught a glimpse of the scene he threw a punch that made the villain lose its hold of him.

If it was years ago he probably would have his Fanboy mode on, but he really lost a bit of interest on heroes. He still wanted to be one, but meh, he knew they wouldn’t accept a quirkless kid.

But he still wanted to ask his idol if he could be a hero without a quirk, because maybe, just maybe, if All Might thought he could be a hero even he was quirkless, then maybe U.A would think the same thing, he quickly got his burned notebook and started to write.

All Might stood there glancing at the boy, he asked if he was okay but the boy wouldn’t reply. Worried, he stayed there, glancing between the boy and the bottle which now contained the slime villain, making sure it wouldn’t escape.

The kid held a notebook in front of him, he carefully took it in his hand and read what the boy wrote:

Can I be a hero even without a quirk? Can I become a hero like you? And save people with a smile?

All Might didn’t know what to do, this kid who had dull eyes moments ago had now a light of hope replacing it.

He was waiting for his response, he wanted to say no, that Pro heroes needed a quirk to be able to save people, but he couldn’t bring himself to say it. The boy was looking half dead minutes ago and he had a feeling that it wasn’t because he was just attacked by a villain, he could see that it was damage from long ago, and it seemed that this was the first time in a long time that the boy had that light on his eyes.

Apparently, the kid was either deaf or mute, so All Might pointed to the pen that the boy was holding, the kid gave it to him and he wrote his response with caution. He gave the notebook back and gestured that he had to leave before he took off, he didn’t have much time, soon he would be back to his skeleton form and he had to take the villain to the police station as soon as possible.

Hopefully, he said the right thing to the boy, he didn’t have the right to crush someone else’s dreams just because of a lack of quirk, he would be a hypocrite if he did that.

He stared at the letters on his notebook, his eyes had tears forming.

Kid, I think anyone who shows determination and has the desire to save people can be a hero, but your lack of quirk will be a problem. I’m not saying you can’t be one, but it will be hard, you’ll have to give you best and it still won’t be enough, so you’ll have to give more than your best. I would recommend you be a cop or a detective, they are a kind of heroes too, but if your dream really is to be a hero, then I hope I can see you in the future with a smile on your face and hear you say “I’M HERE!”

Good luck kid, I hope you are able to achieve your dream, I’ll be rooting for you!

PLUS ULTRA!!

•         All Might

All Might said he can be a hero, he couldn’t believe it! For the first time in years, he smiles without needing to force it, because for the first time in years he was genuinely happy!

He held his notebook against his chest, wiping away a tear that was threatening to fall.

It was getting late and he didn’t want to worry his mother more than he already has, so he made his way home once more, now without interruptions and a hopeful smile on his face.

Her son was late, she was about to call him and ask him what happened when she saw him make his way inside, all her worries were replaced with something else, making her stop and stare at him with shock.

Her son was smiling .

It’s been so long since the last time he smiled, years to be more precise, he would always have this monotone voice, his eyes were always empty with no life, but today, she could see that tiny light of hope in his eyes.

And that was enough to make her tear up.

She brought him into a tight hug.

He returns the hug just as tightly as hers, he put a space between them after a long five minutes of hugging and crying, he held his notebook open on a specific page to her read with a big smile.

And God, Inko wanted to thank the man that her son idolized so much right now because he made her little sunshine smile! But at the same time, she was worried about how her son would achieve his dreams.

She didn’t want to see her son hurt, even if he had a quirk that feeling wouldn’t change, but if that was what it took to make him smile like that, then she would help him with everything she could.

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After he explained everything to his mother, his happy expression went back to his usual bored one, he was happy…. on the inside. It just, it’s been so long since he showed any type of emotion so he couldn’t keep it up much longer, it was hard keeping the smile for that long.

His mother didn’t seem bothered by it, so he kept his almost expressionless facade, he would give her a small smile here and there at least this time it was genuine, and that was enough to put his mother at ease before he went to sleep.

What All Might said meant so much to him, he usually only cares about his mother’s opinion, but having his idol telling him that he could be a hero, having someone else that has faith on him, was different.

Because let’s be honest, mothers would say anything to see their kids happy, he could see that she didn’t really want him to be a hero, not because of his lack of quirk but because she was worried about him getting hurt.

Being a hero was not child's play, they could die saving lives, or get gravely injured in battles. He understood her worry, but he still wanted to save people just like All Might.

All Might would always smile to put people he was saving at ease, because if a hero that is about to save you carries a panicked expression, how will you know that everything will be okay?

He had figured out that most of his smiles were fake, not that that was a bad thing. After watching so many fights and rescues that the Pro Hero has been through, Izuku couldn’t help but notice things in All Might’s expressions that others didn’t, like how most of the time the hero was afraid that he couldn’t save someone, or how sometimes he would have moments of panic during fights, as if he didn’t have much time to finish off the villain.

And things like that remind him that heroes are humans too, they feel fear, they panic when things don’t go precisely the way they planned, they weren’t perfect, they couldn’t save everyone.

And that was okay because they were doing their best to be able to do everything in their power to save people.

And he wanted to give his all too!

He thought about what All Might had written, maybe if he didn’t make into the hero course, he could still try and enter through general studies or even the support course, the last option he would still have contact with the heroics, he could create gadgets that would help them and even create something that could help him onto the hero path.

He kept thinking about it for hours until it was already morning. Ugh, he didn’t want to go to school today.

Bakugou would find a way to ruin his good mood and he really was enjoying being chill and having positive thoughts right now.

Maybe he could skip school today? His mother would totally let him skip for one day if he asked her, he never skipped school before so why not today, right?

He got up and went to the kitchen.

His mother was making breakfast, he could see that she carried a small happy smile. It was good to see her like that, normally she would carry a sad expression.

It was his fault, he knew that, but it was not like he wasn’t trying to stay out of trouble and be more expressive around his mother.

Leaving those thoughts aside, he approached her tapping two fingers on her left shoulder, causing her to look over her shoulder and give him a smile.

He smiled back as she turned and brought her hands into his field of vision.

“Did you sleep well?” she asked.

“Yes, I did!”   He responded “I want to ask you something”

She blinked at him before signing “What is it?”

“Could I skip school for today? Or even for a few days?”  He looked away “I have a feeling that it would be good to be off of school for a while”

His mother analyzed him for a while, her son wouldn’t ask her that if it wasn’t necessary, deciding to trust her son she responded.

“Of course! You never skipped before, and you have good grades enough to miss a few days” She said with a bright smile. “And if it will make you feel better from whatever reason you have then go ahead!”

“Thanks, mom” He thanked her with a fond smile.

“Oh!” Inko put a hand on her mouth, thinking about something before he could ask her anything she quickly signed “Since you are not going to school, could you go shopping for me?”

“Sure?”

“ Great! I wanted to do some Katsudon for lunch today!” she beamed at him, making him chuckle lightly, he missed seeing his mother so active like this.

She quickly wrote on a slice of paper the ingredients, even though he already knew them by heart, but she did ask for some extra things.

He ate his breakfast slowly, he was never really hungry in the mornings, maybe he would buy something to eat on his way back, just a little snack.

He thanked his mother for breakfast and went to his room to change his clothes.

He decided to wear dark grey sweatpants and a black hoodie that had it write “Choo Choo Motherfuckers” on the front.

…..

Why did he have this hoodie again? Oh well, he didn’t remember very much about the last time he went to buy clothes with his mother, he does remember that he didn’t bother to see what he was buying, he didn’t care to be honest, as long as what he got was comfy then it would be fine.

Well, it was a charming hoodie, his mother probably had let him buy it because it was written in English, oh if she knew.

As soon he put on his red shoes, he made his way to the kitchen again to tell his mother goodbye and went out.

The route to the market was almost the same as the one to school, he glanced to the sides to make sure he wouldn’t meet with Bakugou accidentally, it was already time for the students make their way to school.

He put his hood up and stayed close to the walls, just in case he bumped into someone from his classroom.

He took a shortcut, he wanted to buy a snack to eat on his way back home, the market wasn’t too far from the tiny shops where he was going.

He was making his way to a candy shop when suddenly, a blond girl ran past him while holding a piece of bread., She looked terrible, she was almost just bones and her clothes were dirty as if she hadn’t washed them for a while.

He watched her go, staring at her dumbfounded as she sprinted past. Moments later he saw a shadow forming in front of him, he looks over his shoulders to find a man also running by, he was yelling something.

The man was yelling so loudly that Izuku was able to hear what he was saying without his hearing aids (which he had forgotten at home).

"Thief! Get that fucking brat!!" the man yelled, he was probably the owner of the bakery that the girl had run from.

The man ran after the girl,with bloodlust on his eyes, Izuku didn’t know why but he decided to follow the man, he had the feeling that the girl wouldn’t just be scolded for her actions.

He followed them until he found himself in an alley, watching by the sidelines where they wouldn’t notice him.

The girl was cornered by the man, he began to walk towards her when a boy with red hair put himself in front of the blond girl defensively, where had he even came from???

The guy only looked to be a few years older than Izuku, and yet he had large burn scars and stitches all over his body. Just like the girl, the boy also looked half-starved and dirty.

The baker didn't seem to feel threatened, since from what Izuku could see, he was activating his quirk, his arms turning into blades as he slowly made his way to the two teens.

Wait, wait! Was he really going to attack them with his Quirk!? It’s illegal! It was only a piece of bread, what the hell!!??

He watched as the red-haired boy’s eyes widened and looked at the man in front of him in panic, the blond girl was also wearing the same expression, the only difference was that he could see a look of regret and guilt flash in the girl’s eyes.

The boy started to breathe hard, and blue flames started to form on his forearms.

Shit! That isn’t going to end well.

Izuku's body moved on its own, he quickly got some money from his mother’s wallet and carefully made his way to the baker, tapping him on the shoulders to get his attention.

With that, the man turned to look at him while the girl and the red-haired boy stared at him with confusion and suspicion.

He held the money up to the man with one hand and with the other he points at the bread that the girl was holding, the man flinched as he notices Izuku threatening glare.

Izuku watched the man look at him, suspiciously glancing between him and the other two and after a while, he decided to take the money.

The baker scoffed before looking at the blond girl again "You got lucky this time little street rat"

The man left them behind and made his way back to his store.

Izuku let out a relieved sigh that he didn't even know he was holding, he was trembling as he looked to the alley’s exist.

When he glanced back to the two teens he caught them looking at him with their eyes wide and with their mouths open, he somehow could see a ton of awe on the girl’s eyes? Why though? Did they see something impressive or something?

Oh, shit, he forgot he was supposed to just buy a snack and go shopping, it’s probably too late right now to buy a snack, if he walked fast enough he would be able to reach the market and do his shopping before lunchtime.

Ugh, at least he stopped a possible murder, because of a fucking PIECE OF BREAD! Seriously, the girl didn't even take the cash, she was probably just hungry and couldn't afford to buy it.

He was so lost in thought that he didn’t even realize when he unconsciously started to make his way out of the alley.

He snapped out of his thoughts as he felt a hand on his shoulder, startling him.

He turned his head and meet the yellow eyes of the blond girl.

"Oh! I'm sorry! I didn't want to scare you, but you wouldn't respond when I called you..." he read her lips.

The red-haired boy scoffed "He obviously doesn't want anything to do with us" the boy said with a bitterly, or at least Izuku assumed his tone was bitter due to the boy’s expression, it was kinda hard to read his lips because of the burns and stitches.

The girl was still looking at him, she looked like she regretted getting his attention as if he was rejecting having contact with them or something.

He quickly shook his hands in front of him, getting their attention.

He pointed to his ears, then to his throat, before finally making an X with his arms.

The girl let out a surprised gasp and the boy seemed to understand what he meant because his eyes winded and his scowled expression changed to a guilty one as he avoided Izuku's eyes in shame.

The blond girl though stared at him with excitement and did something he never thought that anyone but his mother would do.

She signed.

"I know sign language!" she signed while talking to the other teen so he would understand.

He couldn’t help but smile at her, making her smile wider.

"That's cool!  I think you're the first person outside my family that I met that knows how to sign" he signed back.

"Really?  Well, I'm glad I learned how to sign then!" she beamed happily before changing to an ashamed expression.

"I wanted to thank you for what you did. I'm sorry you had to waste your money because of me" She signs with an apologetic smile before looking away ashamed.

"It's okay, that guy overreacted a bit and I don’t blame you for what you did" He responds.

The blonde girl seemed to struggle in trying to understand what he just signed, he probably has signed too fast, so he repeated it again slowly this time.

As she got what he signed she smiled at him.

The red-haired teen watched them, looking at the blond girl with disbelief, he certainly didn’t know she knew how to sign.

He walked towards them and stood a considerate distance away from Izuku at his side so he could face the blond girl.

He asked her something, but he couldn’t figure out what, it was proving difficult to read the guy’s lips, but he got an idea of what he probably asked as he turned to read the girls lips as she responded him.

“How do I know sign language? Well…” she looks away “Let’s say I had a lot of free time back then"

He didn’t know what she meant by that, but the boy by his side flinched at the statement, he felt like he was prying since it seemed to be a private subject that only the two of them knew.

They both looked tense, he looked at the other boy inspecting him, he looks as bad as the girl, skinny almost showing his bones.

Maybe he could buy them something more to eat, bread isn’t going to fix that lack of meat on their body, geez he sounds like his mom, well, it was something he liked about her personality so he didn’t complain about it.

If he explained it to his mother she wouldn’t mind him wasting money with them instead, if he knew her well, she would probably ask him to bring them home for dinner.

He then coughed, getting the attention of the two teens back to him “I could buy you some snacks if you want, it would be better spending the rest of the money with you two since you look like you need it more than me”

The blonde one looked at him with wide eyes, her jaw hanging, she blinked several times before translating it to the boy who was looking at her in confusion from her reaction.

As the girl finished translating what he said to the boy at her side, the teen copied her expression staring at Izuku like he had grown up another head.

This time he could understand what he said next.

“We can’t pay you back you know” He says.

“I’m not asking you to pay me back” He signs with his usual deadpanned expression. “But anyway, what're your names?” he asked, the girl continued to translate it to the boy who looked away and said something.

“He said you can call him Dabi, my name is Toga Himiko!” She said “Are you sure though? You don’t even know us”

“Trust me, just accept it”

She seemed unsure about it, whispering something to the boy Dabi. By the way, Dabi? Seriously? He could see it wasn’t his real name, but he didn’t want to pry, so he said nothing on the matter.

They both nodded after thinking for a while, great, now he just would need to warn his mother.

Inko was staring at the clock when she received a message, she grabbed her phone and saw a message from her son, did something happened? It was almost time for lunch and he hasn’t returned.

From Sunshine:

- Mom I'm probably going to be late.

To Sunshine:

- Why what happened!?

From Sunshine:

- Nothing bad I promise!  I just met two people, they seem nice and they don't seem to have much to eat, I wanted to take them to eat some snacks, is that okay?

To Sunshine:

- Oh, Izuku that's so kind of you! Do you still have enough money with You?

From Sunshine:

- Yes, I do!  Don't worry mom!

To Sunshine:

- Invite them over to eat dinner! I remember now that I put enough money on the wallet to buy some snacks and still be able to go shopping. And don’t worry I still have leftovers from yesterday for lunch.

She sent the last message and beamed with the possibility of her son making friends, she knew he had none at school, and that Katsuki hasn’t been friends with him since he got to know that her son was quirkless.

She knew the cause of her son not using his hearing aids outside the home was because the bullies would destroy it, she had a feeling that Katsuki was behind it, maybe she should bring this up tomorrow since Izuku seemed more apt to “talk” to her now.

She put her thoughts aside and quickly started to clean the house for the visitors, she would talk about it with him another day.

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This boy is weird, Dabi thought to himself, like, who offers to waste their money on someone they just meet? No, no, better than that, who the heck follows a man who clearly had bloodlust on his eyes into an alley!?

Like really? The guy could have attacked him too, he asked himself why he didn’t, is not like he wasn’t glad he didn’t.

Was it because he knew the green haired boy? Or maybe he knew his family and didn’t want to get caught, yeah, that makes sense.

He was thankful for the boy lending his money to the baker or he would have to fight the man and he really didn’t want to fight.

It was supposed to be just another day that he and Toga would fight to survive in the streets, they would have to steal or grab something from the trash can to eat.

Leaving it aside he looked to the kid who was “talking” to Toga, she seemed happy, she would always smile back then when they were together, but he knew better, she wasn’t happy, they didn’t have a home, they had to steal to survive, who would be happy like that?

So, it was comforting to see her genuinely happy, the freckled boy seemed happy too.

But he couldn’t help himself and think: Was the kid tricking them? Because again, no one would invite someone who they just met to go eat.

He looked at the boy who was smiling fondly at Toga.

…… no, it’s kinda hard to believe he would do something like that, but thinking about it, it was always like that on the horror movies wasn’t it? The kind person was always hiding something and in the end, they were the ones summoning spirits and demons.

But he couldn’t help but accept the teen’s offer, because he could totally eat something right now that wasn’t bread or leftovers from the trash can, it was hard to find something that was at least edible in the last past days.

It was like Toga whispered to him back in the alley; we should accept it, we don’t know when we will have the chance to eat again without needing to steal anything.

He didn’t like to steal, but sometimes it was needed, they tried to find places to work, but people would look down on them with disgust, he understood when they would look at him like that since he was an eyesore because of the burns and stitches all over his body.

But Toga? They probably judged her just because she was dirty, but well, they were homeless now, is not like they have the luxury to wash their clothes every day.

But he had the feeling that the looks of fear weren’t because of it, did they know her quirk? Her old house was far away from here, did someone she knew from where she lived moved here? If yes, it explained how some people would avoid her like a disease.

If someone she knew lived here and saw her around, they probably had warned the people they knew about her quirk.

Putting his thoughts aside he turns his attention to the boy once more.

He watched the boy as he glanced to the bakery but flinched right after, he probably wanted to buy something from there to them, but it was probably not a good idea when you just confronted the owner.

He then decided to take them to the market, he signed something to Toga explaining something that she translated to him right after.

Apparently, he was supposed to go shopping before encountering them so he would buy what he needed and buy some snacks from the market anyway.

Market’s food wasn’t one of the best, usually, they would sell snacks from the day earlier and not bothering to make new ones, but he wasn’t in any position to complain.

Surprisingly there was a tiny snack bar next to the market, uh, how convenient.

Izuku was surprised by that, he hadn’t come here for a while.

He doesn’t remember this snack bar being there, uh, well it’s been a long time since he last came here, usually, it was his mother who did the shopping, well, it was already lunchtime and he was getting hungry, so why not eat there instead.

He gave the two teens behind him a sign to follow him, they cocked their heads aside confused before sharing a look for a moment, they soon follow him without question.

They found an empty table next to a window and went to sit.

There was a menu set on the table, Toga picked it up to read it, they watched her chock in air and her eyes widening as she read the menu.

The green haired boy was wearing his usual deadpan expression arching an eyebrow at her.

She lent the menu to Dabi who was looking at her in confusion, he took it from her hands and gasped as he read.

Holy shit, this bitch is expansive!!! How the fuck are they going to pay for any of this!?

Dabi and Himiko shared a panicked look glancing at the menu and at the boy in front of them, who was looking back with a concerned look.

“What’s wrong?” he asked

“This is too expensive! We won’t be able to pay you back” Toga signed back while speaking at the same time, making Dabi nod agreeing with her.

That got a bored look from the boy who arched a brow at them like he was saying “seriously?”

“I already said you don’t need to pay me back”

Toga looked like she was ready to argue back but stopped as the boy crossed his arms and looked at her with an impassive look like he was trying to say “do you really wanna fight about it?”

Toga and Dabi ended accepting their defeat, but they decided to pick the cheapest food that was in the menu, they somehow felt guilty even when it was the boy’s idea to pay for them, the teen seemed to notice what they were doing since he rolled his eyes when they made their order.

Toga had the idea to add Dabi and the other teen to a group chat, so they could text while they waited for their order, she could simply handle a conversation with the green haired kid but she didn’t want to leave Dabi out of the conversation.

It’s weird how they are homeless but still have their phones from before leaving their families, if you are going to run away at least take your phone, right? They shared the same charger for their phones since the charger input was the same.

He remembers how Toga would sneak inside someone else's house just to charge their phones or entering the mall and use those table that had power plugs so people would charge their phone while they eat, obviously they wouldn’t eat anything.

The security guards would always glance at them with suspicious every time they would show up, I mean, he didn’t blame them, two homeless kid entering a mall and not buying anything only sitting on the table with nothing but their phones could be indeed suspicious.

Snapping out of his thought, he notices, they didn’t know the boy’s name, they told him their names but the guy never told them his.

He quickly sends a message to the chat rolling his eyes as he reads the chat’s name.

Street Rats Chat

Zombieboy: You never told us your name, green boy.

Izuku: Oh, I forgot, my name is Midoriya Izuku, you can call me Izuku though, I don’t mind.

Staby: Can I call you Zuzu? :3c

Zombieboy: Don’t

Staby: Don’t what?  Call him Zuzu?

Zombieboy: No, just don’t do that

Staby: Do what?

Staby: This:    >:3c  ?

Zombieboy: You’re dead to me.

Staby: Awww you know you love me \  (=ↀωↀ=) /

Zombieboy: I won’t confirm nor deny that statement.

They both flinched startled when they hear a sudden soft chuckle, they look up from their phones to find Izuku fondly smiling at his phone.

Oh yeah, he was in the chat too, he probably found that their interaction was amusing somehow, they didn’t know why but they wanted to see that smile again.

He had smiled back then in the alley when Toga showed him she could sign, but it wasn’t as genuine as this one, it was more natural, damn and they were the cause of that?

It was just a simple thing and it still got that reaction from him.

Izuku was looking at them with slight discomfort and a questioning look.

Oh, they were staring at him for too long weren’t they?

They blushed looking away from the freckled boy flustered, but soon they looked back to their phones realizing he had sent a new message.

Izuku: Yeah you can call me that if you want.

Toga beamed on her sit giving him thumbs up, they continued chatting through their phones waiting for their orders, it was mostly Toga and Dabi fighting each other while Izuku would give a chuckle here and there at their silly fights about nothing.

At one moment Dabi pointed out the hoodie that Izuku was wearing asking what was written on it, Izuku simply texted him with the most deadpan expression possible making Dabi wheeze while Toga openly laughed her ass off holding her belly.

Izuku only rolled his eyes, but he had a subtle upward quirk of his mouth, it wasn’t even that funny, but well, it was good he could get that reaction from people, usually, he would get a displeasing one.

Both of the teens had already composed their selves when their order came, Toga and Dabi had asked for a simple burger, Izuku had ordered the same but asked for a portion of fries to share with them and a jar of orange juice.

For a moment they eat in silence, until they notice a person not far away staring at them, Izuku gave a discreet glance to see who the person was.

It was a girl the same age as him, her hair looked like vines she was glaring at them with a haunted look.

At first, Izuku thought it was directed at him, maybe it was someone of his school? He wouldn’t be surprised since it’s already lunch time, some students probably would eat outside the school.

But then he noticed how Toga looked uncomfortable, she looked down on her food ashamed, it was directed at her...

She looked so uncomfortable, Dabi glared back to the girl who flinched and turned away, he watched as the girl leaves the snack bar, he wondered what was that about.

Izuku turned his attention back to Toga who stopped eating, he glanced at Dabi who looked like he wanted to say something but didn’t know what.

Izuku got slightly worried about their behavior, he got his phone and sent a message to the group chat.

Izuku:  Do you know her?

He watches Toga getting her phone and staring at the message, she spent some minutes in silence like she was thinking if she should reply or not.

Reluctantly she taps her response.

Staby: We used to play together in kindergarten.

Staby:  We went to the same school too.

Izuku: Why was she looking at you like that?"

Toga bites her bottom lip looking down, if she told him, he would stop interacting with her, wouldn't he? Everyone does.

She never understood why Dabi didn't leave her because of it, maybe it was because he was just as fucked up as her, who knows.

But, is not like she and Izuku were friends, right? He just took them to lunch out of pity, it was a one-time thing, right? She couldn’t lose a friendship she never had.

So she typed her answer.

Staby: It’s because of my quirk, it allows me to take on the complete physical appearance of another person by ingesting their blood.

She looked away waiting for him to tell them to get away from him or even him make a excuse to leave them behind.

But instead she was surprised to the almost instant reply.

Izuku: OMG! Your quirk is so cool? It remembers me of Vlad king it works similar to his quirk!

Izuku: But how does that explain why she was looking at you that way?

Toga stared at her phone for what it seemed hours, until the information finally sank in.

She felt her cheeks warming up, he thought her quirk was cool? He didn’t even think it was dangerous since he didn’t seem to have connected the dots that her quirk was the cause of the other girl’s fear.

She watched in disbelief as the boy start to type again, not waiting for her to answer the last question.

 He was actually excited and happy while tapping about how her quirk could be used in Hero action, telling her the possibilities and that if she wanted to be a hero she could choose to an internship with Vlad King and that he probably would accept her as his sidekick in the future.

She didn't know when she started to cry.

That made both boys panic.

"Why are you crying!? Did I say something wrong?" Izuku quickly signed in panic.

Did he fucked it up? Shit he really was bad at interacting with people, wasn’t he? He didn’t even know what he did to make her cry like that.

Mumbling in his mind he almost didn’t notice Dabi snapping his fingers in front of him to get his attention.

Dabi looked at him and pointed to Toga, Izuku turned to look at her and realized that she was staring at him fondly, she had a tearful smile, her shoulder was shaking, probably because of how she was trying to keep herself from crying harder.

He almost didn’t get what she tried to sign to him since her hands were shaking, but he was confused at what the was saying.

“Thank you”

She was thanking him.

He wanted to question why she was thanking him, but he soon connected the dots in his mind.

Oh.

He somehow understood how she was feeling, he felt like that when All Might told him that he could be a hero.

 After a moment of thinking he decided to comfort the girl who was still crying, it was a happy crying but he still felt the need to do it.

He gave her a reassuring smile before signing.

Toga almost couldn't make sense of what he said since her vision was blurry because of the tears, but she cried even harder when she did.

“I just wanted to say that your quirk is as amazing as you are, don’t let anyone tell you otherwise”

Izuku extended his hand towards her, she didn’t question it, she just held his hand and tried to wipe her tears with her other hand.

Dabi was watching at the scene with a fond smile, he wasn’t good with comforting people, so it was good that Izuku made a move.

He looked around to see if anyone notice their little soap opera, they were lucky that the snack bar was empty by now, it was only them and the staff members who were busy attending in the drive-thru, good, they didn’t need anyone to see this.

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Toga and Dabi thanked Izuku for the food after they finished eating, they told him they would find a way to pay him back ignoring his protest at telling them again that they didn’t have to.

Paying him back would be a good excuse to hang out with the teen again. 

After their little episode on the snack bar they had decided to keep company to Izuku in the market since it was literally next to the snack bar, he didn’t complain when they offered to help him, so that was a plus, they would help him to pick up the things in the list he had.

When they were shopping they couldn’t help but notice that they were receiving some accusing looks from some people in the market, mostly directed to Dabi and every time someone would give Toga and Dabi a look they noticed that Izuku would give that passive aggressive smile at the person who was staring at them.

Izuku looked ready to attack anyone who would look wrong at the two teens.

Geez, they didn’t expect him to be so protective of them so sudden, especially when they just met, but it was a kind of a good feeling having someone actually caring how people looked down on them and not telling them that they deserve to be looked down at.

They were surprised when the green-haired teen looked at the guard like he was daring him to say something when he was making his way to Dabi, Izuku’s stared was enough to make the guard discomforted enough to turn away and leave.

Holy shit! He protec, he attac but most importantly he cute!

It was like watching a green fluffy kitty hissing at people, that thought made them snort making Izuku cocking his head to the side confused as he was asking “What’s funny?”

Totally cat boy it was the only thing they could think as they watched him staring at them still confused.

They quickly waved their hands as to say it was nothing, he was still confused but decided to let it go.

But anyway, it continued like that, people would look at them suspicious and Izuku would stare at them until they would leave, they were kind thankful for him doing that, it was uncomfortable when someone would stare a hole through the back of their heads when they only wanted to get an onion and leave to go to another session in peace.

They were getting the last ingredients from the list when their phones ring with a new message.

Street Rats Chat

Izuku: Where do you two live?

It was a sudden question, they didn’t know how to react, why would he ask that?

He was gazing at them waiting like he just didn’t ask a really personal question, that to be honest, it was kinda obvious what the answer was? They had poor clothes and didn’t have what to eat, so anyone could deduce that they didn’t have a house either.

But he seemed to want to know more than just where they lived, it was like he wanted to know how they lived.

Toga and Dabi looked unsure if they should say it to him, they didn’t want to make the boy pity them more than he already does.

They didn’t deserve it.

But he looked so determined to get that information from them that they thought about telling him since they wouldn’t see each other again after today.

They ended deciding to tell him about what he asked, he looked worried when they were telling him about how they would sleep in alleys, taking turns between who would sleep and who would watch over the night

Sleeping in alleys wasn't very safe, villains and drug dealer would use it as their point of the encounter but it was the only place they had.

After they finished texting him how their lovely daily life was Izuku kept quiet for a moment, he didn’t reply their text, he just stared at it with a saddened expression, he only nodded after a while and didn’t say anything about the matter.

Good, they didn’t want to talk more about it.

They saw him aggressively tapping on his phone when they were about to go back to look for the other ingredients. they decided not to question it since it seemed to not be a message to their group chat and returned to trying to find the last two things that were in the list.

Izuku was curious back there.

It was obvious but Izuku wanted to be sure if they really had no place to stay in, now that he had it confirmed his suspicions he was worried.

Izuku sent his mother a text about the two teens situation while Dabi and Toga were busy catching the things on the list, he texted her about how he met them back there in the bakery incident until the last update about them living in an alley.

His mother quickly replied, she didn’t question the story he told her, she just replied saying she would think about what they should do about it and that she rather go to another bakery when she needed to from now on.

She had already said that he should invite them to dinner back in the alley when he first texted her, maybe they could convince them two stay the night?

Or even move with them, even if was only until they found a job and move on later, it wouldn't take any effort since they literally lived in an alley, so they didn't have any belongings to bring with them.

They would have to waste money on new clothes and more food, but that was okay as long as both teens would be happy, he could even find a job to help his mother paying.

Izuku felt this need to help them, no one should have to live like this, where were their families? Did they even have one? And if they did, were they even aware of their situation? He couldn't help but ask himself why they were living like this, or why they have to.

He was about to suggest his idea of maybe letting both Toga and Dabi live with them when his mother replied to him with the same idea.

From Best Mom:

- When you arrive with them for dinner, let me do the talking, I’ll make sure to convince them to at least stay the night, but I’ll try to make them stay longer since you seemed to trust them.

 I’m sure I earn enough to take care of you and your friends, but since I know my son very well, please chose a job that won’t require too much of your time, you’ll still have to go back to school eventually and I don’t want to see you too worked out.

To Best Mom:

- Thanks, mom you’re the best! And don’t worry I’ll find a simple job, I bet there is some job vacancy at the mall so I’ll give a look after all this is finished.

I’ll be going now mom, I’ll see you at home, love you!

From Best Mom:

- I love you too Izu! <3 Take care in the way back!

To Best Mom:

- I will don’t worry! 

He quickly put away his phone on his hoodie pocket and joined the other two who seemed to have finished the shopping.

Great! Now he would just need to ask them to come over, he hoped they didn’t reject the idea, if he doesn’t help now he doesn’t know how he will manage to help them later.

Oh boy, if this boy wasn’t an angel they didn’t know what else he could be.

When they were done shopping, they were ready to say their goodbyes and never see the green haired boy again, they hoped they would bump into each other one day, maybe even catch up and spend some time together.

But it never crossed their minds that Izuku wanted to spend more time with them as much as they wanted to.

They were waiting for him to sign them goodbye or something else, but they watched as he got his phone and started to type, they waited patiently holding their cell phones with the chat opened on the screen.

Street Rats Chat

Izuku: Would you two want to go home for dinner?

They were confused at this.

Staby: Zuzu, we don't have a house remember?

Zombieboy: Yeah, and I don’t think we would have anything to offer you for dinner.

Staby: Sorry! :(

Izuku: Sorry I should have phrased that better, I meant like, would you two like to go to my house for dinner?

.....

What?

Dabi didn’t know if he should feel glad that Izuku trusts them enough to invited them to go to his house for dinner or worried because he just invited two people who he just meet to his goddamn house.

Did he have any sense of danger at all?

Is not like he wasn’t’ glad to be invited, he really wanted to know more about this boy, after he comforted Toga at the snack bar he felt like he could trust the teen, he was suspicious back then, but he just realizes that the kid was just good-hearted.

But they couldn’t just go to his house like this, what about his parents? Wouldn’t they be mad at him suddenly bringing two homeless people inside their house? They didn’t want to cause the freckled boy any trouble more than they already had caused.

He glances at Toga who seemed to think the same since she carried a doleful smile appreciating the intention but not wanting to be a bother either.

Zombieboy: Are you sure about inviting us to your house?

Staby: Yeah zuzu, won't your mother be mad for bringing us in?

They look at him waiting for his answer as he read their message he gives them a confused look before turning into one of realization.

Izuku: Actually, it was my mother's initial idea to invite you

They both look at him slack-jawed he talked about them to his mother!? What did he say? There was nothing positive about them to talk about, why would she invite them in when she has never met them?

Staby: Is she sure!? We don’t want to bother any of you!

Izuku: If it was a bother we wouldn’t invite you, trust me, just go.

Staby: We can’t! You already did so much for us today!

Izuku: Pretend today is tomorrow then.

Staby: ZUZU!!! I’m serious! You already did too much!

Zombieboy: She’s right dude, you have done enough, we can’t just go to your house like that.

Izuku: You can and you will or I’ll follow you to the alley you stay in and make sure to convince you two to go on one way or another :)

Zombieboy: I feel threated somehow…

Izuku: That is because it was one, but instead of violence I’ll just torment you with a presence.

Staby: But we like your company? So you would actually be blessing us with your presence in our depressing lives.

Zombieboy: ^^^^ that.

Oh, they liked his presence? That’s nice… he felt his heart warming up.

Izuku: Just go, please? :(

Toga and Dabi were about to give him a fierce look so that there were would have no more arguments and make him drop this idea, but when they looked up from their phones they found him pouting at them. POUTING!! Oh, my God, how dare he!?

It would look adorable in any other occasion if he didn’t carry such a sad look in his eyes when doing it, that made their hearts ache, they didn’t want to make him sad, but they didn’t want to be a bother either.

They could refuse and assume that all the bonding they had until now was nothing but him pitying them and probably never see the teen again or accept and go to his house and maybe be his friends and hang out together in the future.

The second one was really tempting, but they didn’t want to involve him in any danger, people didn’t like them very much and there were some drug dealers who were mad at them for living in their point of encounter.

But they really liked the possibility of spending more time with the boy, well, if someone dared to hurt him to affect them, they would just have to show this someone that they would not let them get away that easily from hurting him.

They thought about the pros and cons of accepting the offer, the pros won in the end.

They both sighed in defeat, that was enough to Izuku figure out that they had accepted.

He smiles brightly at them making them cover their eyes, too bright!!

They ended offering to help him to take the purchases since they were coming along, Izuku stayed ahead leading the way to his house.

They were kind nervous, afraid of fucking everything up, Izuku’s mother didn’t know how they looked like, Dabi was almost panicking, he is pretty fucked up, he had burns all over his body along with stitches and piercings, that could scare the woman away and make her realize that she shouldn’t let her son near them and he didn’t want that to happen.

It took around 30 minutes of walking and now they found themselves standing in front of a tiny apartment.

As Izuku opens the door they see a short green haired woman standing in the door entrance bug-eyed holding a trash bag and the other hand hanging in the air, it looked like she was going to open the door as well when Izuku did it first.

“Oh, you arrived!”  She greeted them “Come in, come in” She invites them in with a bright smile.

Oh, shit the 1 billion bright smile had to be in the genes, because Christ, it was identical to her son’s.

They slowly made their way in with an awkward silence, when they turned to see the Midoriyas they could see that Izuku’s mother kept staring at them watching every movement.

God, was she afraid? Disgusted? They couldn’t tell, she had a mixed expression, she looked kind angry? But Why? Did they already screwed it up and didn’t realized?!!? Shit, they were panicking and it was for a really good reason.

She kept like that for what it seems hours until she turned to Izuku and signed him something, Toga couldn’t tell what it was from where she was, only watching the woman’s back and Izuku paying attention to her unsaid words.

The silence was broken with the sudden movement when Izuku took the trash bag from his mother’s hands and made his way out leaving Toga and Dabi alone with his mother.

Oh, joy.

Now they were panicking harder if that was even possible, the woman looked back to them and smiled.

Inko was astonished when Izuku told her through text that the teens were almost just bones, but she thought he was overacting.

When she let the two teens get in, she analyzed them, she couldn’t help but feel sad and angry.

How could their parents let them like this? But then it crossed her mind, maybe they didn’t have any? Or if they did, they probably gave enough reason to them run away and live in the streets.

She quickly glances at the red-haired, her son told her that his name was Dabi, she didn’t need anyone to tell her how obvious it was that it wasn’t his real name, she had the feeling that Izuku too thought the same.

But looking at Dabi she couldn’t help but ask herself what happened to the boy, those were some nasty scars that he had.

Was the person who did this to him the reason for him to leave his house?

She snapped from her line of thought when she realized that she was staring at them for too long, they looked uncomfortable under her gaze, she could see they were scared of something somehow.

She quickly turned to sign to her son.

“Could you please take the trash out for me?” she signs slowly with a calm expression.

Izuku blinked at her but only nodded in response taking the trash bag and leaving.

Inko returned her attention to the two teens in the living room smiling at them.

“Please sit down, make yourselves at home”

The two of them shared a look before sitting in the couch still uncomfortable with the situation.

“So, you two are my son’s friends?” She asks while sitting on the couch in front of them.

They were surprised by the sudden question, were they? They didn’t even remember the basics of how friendship worked, or how it was to have friends, how did you know you were friends with someone even?

“I…. we don’t know Ms. Midorya, we just met” Toga took the initiative to answer.

 “But I-I would love to be friends with Izuku! He is really a kind person” Toga says with conviction, Dabi only nodded in agreement not knowing what to add to her commentary. 

Inko couldn’t help but giggle, the teens in from of her were so nervous that they were almost panicking, the blond girl who she assumed to be Toga was determined to be friends with her son, that was good, she looked determined while she started to point out how amazing Izuku was, her expression changed to a fond smile when she said that Izuku had helped her to get rid of a weight off her shoulder.

Dabi kept quiet in the entire conversation, he still looked uncomfortable, she decided to give him more time before directing some words to him.

When Izuku returned from putting out the trash, she signed to him to start making the Katsudon and that she would help him soon after.

He just nodded and got the groceries bags that Toga and Dabi were still holding, he gave them a quick but soft smile making them less tense at his presence, he then directed himself to the kitchen leaving them once more alone with his mother.

Inko waited until her son was out of her field of vision, he wasn’t using his hearing aids but it was good to be sure just in case, she turned to look back at both teens who were now less tense than before.

“Izuku told me about your situation and I can’t ignore the fact that you two don’t even have a place to stay in” her voice was serious but her expression remained calm.

Toga looked at her bug-eyed while Dabi was on the verge of having a panic attack.

Was she going to kick them out? She didn’t look disgusted but she didn’t show any joy or pity at their situation either.

“We can’t ignore it” She repeated “So I and Izuku decided that you should live with us”

Ok now it was Dabi’s time of looking at her bug-eyed, Toga went pale, she looked like she was about to faint.

“M-Ms. Midoriya we ca-“ Dabi started but got cut off in middle sentence.

“Call me Inko please”

“O-Okay, uh, Ms. Inko, we can’t just live here”

“Oh? And why is that?”

“Because we don’t deserve to!” Toga stands up clenching her fists by her side “Izuku already did too much, you did too much”

“We jus-…. I can’t understand, why would you do this for people like us?” Toga’s voice was trembling as she was holding herself from crying “Why would you help people who you just met, we did nothing to deserve it”

Dabi was startled by his companion’s outburst, Toga wasn’t the type of person that would end yelling at any situation, she would always keep smiling no matter the situation they were. But he couldn’t help but agree with her, they did nothing to deserve their kindness, it was hard to believe that someone like Izuku and Inko existed, if he was their place he wasn’t sure if he would act the same way towards someone he didn’t even know, so it really was hard to understand how they could be so nice to people who did nothing to receive so much from them.

Inko remained calm, she watched as Toga lost it and started to cry repeating over and over that they didn’t deserve any of it, Dabi was staring at the floor with a saddened expression his eyes dull, he seemed lost in thought.

They were still kids; no matter what age they were, it made her heart ache to see them like this, they didn’t think they deserved any kindness or anything good, it was like they blamed themselves for not having a place to call home, to have to leave everything behind and live like this.

“You do deserve it” She says firmly getting back their attention, they stared at her surprised.

“I don’t know what happened to you, but I know you deserve better, and that you should stop blaming yourselves with whatever you think it’s your fault”

Toga was a mess, she couldn’t even see with the tears that wouldn’t stop falling making her vision blurry, Dabi didn’t even realize when a tear made its way out, falling on his scared face.

Inko slowly stands up and walks towards Toga in silence.

The girl didn’t even have any time to react as she felt the short woman wrap her in a tight hug, that only made Toga cry even more.

Eventually Inko made a sign to Dabi come close with one hand not breaking the embrace, he didn’t question but looked confused as he got closer to the two only to be surprised as she wrapped him in an awkward hug of three people, he didn’t complain even if he was astonished and didn’t know how to react he just accepted his fate and let himself be hugged by both of them and holding himself to not join their crying competition, he had to keep up appearances folks.

When Izuku came back from the Kitchen he found himself staring at a whole mess of crying, well, his mother seemed to have this effect on people so he just, you know, didn’t react strongly or surprised, he was just glad that his mother got to make them drop their “I’m okay” façade, he noticed how they were trying to hide all the angst they had to themselves when he was with them.

He faked a cough to get their attention, Dabi looked at him embarrassed trying to flee from the two who were hugging him while the other two only shared a look and giggled letting him go.

Inko turned to sign to her son while Toga started to mock Dabi for almost falling in his attempt to flee.

“You were taking too long so I finished it myself, dinner is ready” Izuku signs first.

“I’m so sorry Izuku! It ended taking more time than I expected” His mother signs back apologizing.

“it’s okay, I don’t mind” He really didn’t to be honest, it’s been a while since he last cooked but he was sure he did a good job “I’ll take the extra futon that we have stocked in and put it in my room”

“You’re not going to eat?” she asks worriedly.

“I’m not very hungry” before his mother could say anything he continues “Don’t worry I ate well when I went to the snack bar earlier”

“If you are sure”

“I’m sure”  He smiles reassuring that he was okay “I’ll stay in my room when I finish it, I’m very tired”

“Sure! I’ll tell them” she smiles back

Izuku left them to set the futons on his bedroom, he knew his mother probably have convinced them to at least stay the night so it was better to start setting everything, he really wanted to go to sleep as soon as possible, this day was tiring, it’s has been so long time since he interacted with people who weren’t his mother for such a long period of time.

Interacting was tiring. He was exhausted, though it was totally worth it, he enjoyed the time he spent with the other two.

“Izuku will be upstairs while we eat, when you two finish eating you can go to his room, there will two futons in the floor” Inko explained to the two teens.

“We can sleep in the couch or in the living room, we don’t want to bother you more than we already are” Dabi says ashamed.

“Oh sweetie, you’re not bothering us, trust me, just go with it” Inko reassure them.

Uh, Izuku and Inko were really like alike when they wanted to convince someone, like mother like son they guess.

“Alright, but we still haven’t decided to take up your offer to live with you” Dabi states

“Yeah, we need more time to think about, if that is okay to you” Toga says shyly.

Inko could only giggle “It’s okay, take your time, now let's eat quickly, I’m sure you both are tired”

“You have no idea” Dabi whispers to himself.

They silently ate a bowl of Katsudon that was placed in the table, it was pretty good, way better than the burgers they ate in the snack bar, the lunch they had earlier was kind good, but it cannot even compare how delicious the dinner was.

They bowed and thanked Inko for the dinner, they offered to wash the dishes but she insisted to them go to rest leaving her in the kitchen while they made their way upstairs.

Izuku’s room didn’t have much in it, he had one poster here and there, it was hard to see since the light were off and they only had the light from the corridor but they counted 3 posters in the total, somewhat they were expecting him to have more than that.

They almost forgot that Izuku was in the room, he was quiet, well, duh, obviously, but he didn’t move when he saw them entering his room.

He looked tired, they were as well, this day was tiring.

There wasn’t much that they could talk right now, it was pretty late and they really wanted to sleep, they were emotionally exhausted so they just quickly give him a nod and started to get settled in the Futon what was set for them.

Before actually trying to sleep they got their cell phones and quickly sent a message to their group chat hearing a buzz coming from Izuku’s phone.

Street Rats Chat

Staby: Zuzu, thanks for everything.

Izuku: Don’t mention it, you two deserve it.

ZombieBoy: … You’re too nice. Good night Izu.

Staby: Yeah! Good night Zuzu!

Izuku: Goodnight guys.

They watched Izuku sleep unable to fall asleep themselves, so much have happened in one day, they were saved by someone who didn’t know them, offered to go lunch with this same person and invited to his house for dinner and now they were sleeping in the same room as him and they had a potential place to stay in.

Thinking about what they thought back there when they finished shopping they came to a conclusion.

Izuku was absolutely an Angel and his mother was a goddess because those two were too damn precious and too good for their own safety.

While Izuku slept they thought to themselves and decided to leave in the morning before the Midoriyas waking up, they didn’t want to bother them any further, that was the initial idea at least.

But when they woke up to leave at 4 AM they couldn’t do it, they liked how they felt around Izuku and his mother, it was nice, it was comforting, caring and warm.

A feeling that Toga hadn’t felt for a long time, and for Dabi, it was a feeling he never felt before.

They didn’t deserve their kindness but they wanted so much to feel more of it.

Their offer to stay was tempting, they should think about it properly, but not now.

They ended falling back to sleep.

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Toga woke up not knowing where she was, she looked to her surroundings trying to see where she was, memories of what happened the day before slowly coming back to her mind.

She was lying on a futon, a really comfortable futon, by the way, it was soft she realizes while rubbing her cheek in the fabric of her pillow.

Oh yeah, that’s right, she slept on a futon, on a bedroom, of a house….and she couldn’t help but think to herself, that was the best sleep she had in her entire life!

She could stay laying in the futon forever, because oh my God, it was so soft, did she already say that? It didn’t hurt her back like it would when she had to sleep in the cold floor of the alley, she didn’t have to wake up in two in two hours to switch turns and watch over her companion.

Because here was safe, here she didn’t have to worry about being attacked in the middle of the night, here she had a soft futon to sleep in and warm blankets, it was so good.

She didn’t even have this comfort when she lived with her parents, she remembers, not since she turned four.

She used to hate her quirk so much because of it, but she knew she wasn’t supposed to hate herself for it, she knew she wasn’t the wrong one, it was her parents, they wanted a perfect daughter, a toy that they could manipulate how to dress and how to feel.

She only realized these things when they started to treat her like a villain, she never knew if they hated her quirk just because it had to be activated by ingesting blood or because she could transform into the person she ingested the blood.

But it didn’t matter, what mattered was that she saw their real selves when she developed her quirk, they would lock her every night on an empty room, during the day they would watch her and not get in the house, they just would give her a plate with some food and kick her out every morning.

They didn’t even bother taking her to the kindergarten after they got to know what her quirk was, so she had to go alone, the people who worked in kindergarten didn’t seem to care that she went there alone, actually, they were all acting different, the workers, the other kids… her friend.

They all looked disgusted or afraid of her, but why? That’s when she realized it.

Her parents had told them, hadn’t they?

From that day on no one tried to get near her, at least they wouldn’t try hurting her since they were afraid of her taking their blood or something.

What did hurt the most though was that the girl she considered her friend now didn’t even try to talk to her, she seemed to have developed her quirk too, since her once straight hair was now replaced with vines, it was beautiful, she wanted to talk to her, tell her how cool her hair looked now.

But she couldn’t, every time she tried to reach her, other kids would make a barrier around her as to protect her and she would look away avoiding making eye contact.

She got the message and never tried to get near the girl again.

It was like that every single day for years, she would go to the kindergarten and be ignored, later she started going to school, but everything was the same it seemed like the entire world knew about her quirk by now.

She would go home, eat, sleep on her “bedroom”, wake up be locked out, go to school…

It was boring and she lost the will to do anything, she was just doing this routine because there was nothing more to be done.

One day she decided to try and sneak into her old room, she wanted to get a toy to play in her new empty room, it was so boring in there, they wouldn’t give her anything to do in her room, they eventually gave her a phone just so she could shut up about wanting one, but she missed playing with her toys, even if she was too old now for that now.

The only things she could do on her dark empty room to have fun was to learn new things, she would watch tutorial videos on the internet about anything, math when she couldn’t solve a problem from the matter at school, how to lock pick, how to cook, even if she didn’t have the chance to practice it at home maybe she could use it in the future.

There was a day she was trying to find a video tutorial of how to draw when she saw a video in her recommendation that did catch her attention.

It was a tutorial video that teaches you how to sign, it was... interesting, she clicked on it, the video had 2 hours, and was the first part of a series of 20 videos, each one with 2 hours.

Wow, it was a complete package, it would teach from how to spell each letter to how to greet someone, random words, basic words, basic sentences, until the more complexed ones, it was hard to learn at first, but she soon got the hang of it.

The person who did the videos was kind of weird, he looked like an… how could she describe it?  His head had the form of a rock? Which it was unevenly shaped and pointed at the top of his head, and his jaw was square shaped.

His body was normal he seemed kind muscular though, but anyway the guy seemed to be around her age and despite doing video tutorials he seemed to be pretty shy, once in a while he would do live streams to take doubts from the guests and help them with the word they were struggling with or teach words he didn’t explain in his videos, it was good watching it.

She kept watching over and over, she was determined to learn it and be able to have a proper conversation in sign language in the future, it was kind fun learning it after she got the hang of it.

But after learning so much, so many different things she still wanted to play with something that wasn’t candy crush or any mobile game.

She never got to play again with any kid since she turned 4, she was 12 now, but she still felt like trying to rescue some time of her childhood, she felt so lonely.

She remembered playing with her dolls pretending they had life, she was still technically a child and there was no one who cared enough to judge her anyway, so she started to plan on how to go to her old room one day and get some of her toys, if it was even there yet, it’s been years, but she hoped somehow that her room was still the same, it was a silly thing to hope but she couldn’t help it.

When her parents were off they would lock her out until they were back and it was time to her arrive from school, she took this opportunity and skipped school that day, she put her knowledge of how to lockpick in use, totally worth the five minutes of video.

In less than 10 minutes she got to enter the house and then her room again, only to find that all her things were no longer there.

It was decorated differently from before, blue walls replacing the pink one, her video games were still there, but most of the things that now were in the bedroom were things that would be considerate by society as things for boys, toys of boys, all of it wasn’t for her.

They were having another kid….

And since there wasn’t any baby crib, and most of the toys were things that only a kid next to her age would be able to play with, she deducted that they were adopting a child.

They were replacing her, she couldn’t stop the sob that came so abruptly, why was this happening to her? It was all because of this cursed quirk of her.

She hated it.

That was the last straw, she endured for so long, hoping things were going to go back to normal one day, but it was clear that this wasn’t going to happen.

She wasn’t going to stay here any longer. 

That day she got all the things she still had, her parents had thrown away most of her things, only leaving some pair of clothes, and her uniform, she took it and put it on her school bag, her phone was charged enough to her get it out of the charger.

She sneaked into the kitchen and got all she could put on her bag, snacks, leftovers that she had to put on a bowl, she tried to find some money but most of it was probably on her parent’s bag that they took with them, she only found a miserable amount of money, but it was better than nothing.

With everything set, she got out of the house and left, not looking behind, she didn’t know how she would survive in the world with so little money, eventually, the food would run out, but it was better than staying in a place that there was nothing but hate and disgust towards her.

That day she started her journey in the world hoping that one day she would be able to get out of that situation.

But maybe it was too much to hope.

Toga was snapped from her memories by a sound, she looked to her side, Dabi was still sleeping, she never saw him sleep so peacefully, she slowly sat on her futon trying to find from where the sound came from.

She was surprised to find out that it was only Izuku staring at the ceiling whispering random things to himself very low and weakly, stumbling in some words but continuing.

She never heard him talk until now, his voice was rusty, probably from the lack of use, but it was still soft and childlike.

“Zuzu?” She waved her hand in front of him startling him

He looked at her wide-eyed, quickly looking way ashamed.

Toga stared at him confused and worried by his reaction, before finally realizing it.

He was practicing, wasn’t he? Was he afraid that she would mock him for this? The thought made her concerned, he shouldn’t have to think that way unless it happened before.

She climbed on his bed and sat in front of him so he could see her “Your voice is beautiful!” Toga quickly signed to reassure the teen that there was nothing to be ashamed of.

She wasn’t lying, his voice was beautiful, rather cute to be honest.

“Your voice is a little bit husky but I know that with some time using it more you will be talking lightly very soon!” she continued.

“I’m proud how great you’re doing, so keep practicing” she signs excited trying to motivate him.

She beamed when she saw Izuku’s eyes lightning with hope and smiled fondly. 

Toga was curious though, yesterday she didn’t see him with any hearing aids, it would be better practicing with it on so he could adjust his voice better, unless, was he already completely deaf?

"Do you have a hearing aid?" She asks out of curiosity.

Izuku only nods

"Why don't you practice with your hearing aids on?"

"I want to practice to when I lose all my hearing, I had already practiced while using my hearing aids" he pauses “It’s different when I can’t hear anything, I think I force my voice too much since my throat hurts when I’m done”

 "I'm sorry" she says feeling bad knowing that he still will have to deal with the pain of being completely deaf someday in the future.

"Don't be" he signs while shaking his head.

"How much time do you have?" Toga asks.

"The doctors estimated at least until I turn 17 or 18, but it's always good to learn now"

Understandable, better practice now than suffer later, Toga wished she could help him with it, she wanted to help the boy who made her feel better with herself, the boy who told her that her quirk was amazing, she had so much to repay him.

She thinks about it for a while until coming up with an idea.

"I could help you practice!" She beams

He tilts his head to the side curious "How so?"

"You can talk while you sign with me and I'll be telling you how to adjust your voice, I'm sure that with time you'll get used to it and find the right tone!"

He looks away shyly he really would like to do that but he was embarrassed by his voice he was aware it wasn't very nice to hear it since everyone one at school made sure he knew that.

Toga noticed how izuku had tensed when she mentioned about talking to her, she knew what was going on through his head and she didn't like it one bit.

She pokes him in the shoulder to get his attention, as he turns to look at her she signs.

"I already said your voice is beautiful, there is nothing to ashamed of" she says with a sincere smile.

Izuku looked unsure of it by it for a while but seemed less tense when he realized how sincere she was being, even when she didn’t voice it she managed to pass that feeling to him.

A small smile crosses his face, he only nods as to say he understood and appreciate her words.

“Want to do it now?” she asks him excited.

“Now?” he signs bug-eyed surprised by her excitement, she seemed to really want to help him with it.

“The faster you learn the better right?” she beams “But no hurry! If you want to do it later or another day it’s completely fine!” she quickly says to not make him feel under pressure.

He thought about it, there wasn’t a why not to do it and since he wasn’t going to school he could spend the morning doing something that wasn’t going back to sleep.

“That would be nice” he smiles “But lets to it quietly for now” he pointed at Dabi who was still sleeping like a rock, he seemed lost deep in sleep like he hadn’t slept properly in decades, well, that was probably true and that was another reason to Izuku not want to wake him up now.

She giggles quietly “Yeah let’s not wake Mr.Grumpy up”  her expressions suddenly changes, she is grinning maliciously at him “I totally going to tell you his emo tendencies”  

“Cruel” he says quietly with a grin.

Toga only beams doing a silent victory dance.

They stayed talking like this almost the entire morning, Toga telling funny stories about situations that she and Dabi had been through and Izuku commenting in disbelief about her shenanigans making it hard to her not laugh of his reactions.

She would sign him when his voice was too loud or seemed too forced.

She felt like a sibling telling her brother about her misadventures and making him feel better with himself.

Yeah, this was nice, she liked this feeling, it felt like family, it was different from the concept of family that she had before, it was better, functional.

She liked this, maybe she should accept Inko’s offer, maybe, she still had to think more of it, but she totally was tempted to accept.

But for now, she would enjoy her morning hearing her savior’s voice and watch him smile brightly like the little sunshine he was.

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Dabi slowly wakes up to the sound of giggling and whispers, he runs his hand through his bed-hair taking away some hair strands that were blocking his vision.

It was hard opening his eyes, he had a really good sleep last night but he felt like he could sleep for a mouth, gees this futon was soft as hell, how could something be so comfortable? He has been sleeping in alleys for so long that he forgot how it is to have a place to sleep in.

He glances to where he is laying on, Ugh, just by looking at how soft the futon is it makes him wants to go back to sleep, but he was curious to what the whispers that now stopped were about.

He quietly shifts his position so he could look around the room, trying to find from where the whispers came from, Dabi ended laying his eyes on Toga and Izuku that were sitting in the bed signing to each other, Toga seemed to be telling him something funny since Izuku was giggling at each sign she did.

She probably was telling the boy something about him, because that grin was one that he knew very well, she would grin like that when she would tease him about something, shit, he hoped she wasn’t telling him something too embarrassing.

He slowly sat on his futon, quietly observing the two interacting, he never saw Toga so overjoyed like that, she was smiling, it was different from when they were together, they knew each other it has been a year and a half so he could tell how her smile was different, she seemed genuinely happy right now, Izuku was doing her good, he thinks, she deserves this, she needed Izuku and Ms. Midoriya.

Looking back to the two teen a memory crosses his mind, they slightly remember him of Natsuo and Fuyumi, Toga resembles Natsuo’s personality, always cheering up even when he wasn’t okay, playing jokes and pranks, while Izuku even he not knowing him very well he remembers him of Fuyumi, kind-hearted, too good for her own good, he hoped he wasn’t so naive like her.

He loved his sister but sometimes she would forgive too easily and put all her hopes in something that would never happen, like his father becoming a decent human being, pff, what a joke, he somehow hoped that that was her way of trying to make a joke, because that was way too silly to hope for.

Both teens were smiling at each other when he snapped out of his memories.

He felt like he was interfering somehow like he was on something he wasn't invited into.

Toga knew sign language, she was the one who started the conversation with Izuku back in the alley, if it wasn’t for her Izuku would have walked away and they wouldn’t even be here.

But Dabi didn't know how to interact with the boy without being through text, he felt like he didn't do much to deserve the boy's attention neither Ms.Midoriya kindness.

He was mostly just standing there watching without adding anything to their conversations, he couldn't even comfort his friend when she needed him at the snack bar and to be honest he wasn’t very good at doing that, but Izuku did great at comforting her even when he just met her he was able to do something.

And the first thing he did when Izuku saved them judged him without knowing anything about the teen.

Yeah, he didn't know his place in all of this he felt a little bit left out, he wasn't expecting to be included but he still feels kinda sad about it?

He had a feeling that even with they all being kind to him they were only doing it for pity and didn't like him for real.

Maybe he wasn't meant to be liked by anyone, neither his mother loved him, though he didn't blame her for this she didn't want to have him or any of his other siblings, so he didn’t expect her to be all lovely towards them.

But he could see how she disliked him the most, he had his father's eyes, his hair's color, he looked like a mini him and that disgusted even him, why wouldn't it disgust his mother too.

That was proved right when his mother finally snapped and threw a kettle of boiling water or his younger brother who only resembled his father partially, she said his left side remembered her of Eiji.

Dabi tried to visit her after the incident, but it wasn’t a very a good idea, because when he entered her room she only stared at him wide-eyed and start to cry and yell to him to get out.

He couldn’t stand how his appearance resembled that monster, he hated looking like him, having his quirk and being so weak.

He was too overwhelmed, emotion coming and leaving, his mother was gone and his younger brother was hurt, his father continued his life as nothing happened and that angered both him and Natsuo, Fuyumi was still hopeful that everything was going to turn out alright soon, what a fool.

Eiji kept training Shoto through the years and one day he decided that he wanted to train him too.

He didn't know why, he never bothered to, but suddenly he was interested in making him into his image in case his perfect “project” became a failure on the future.

He hated it, he would train every day, overusing his quirk until one day it was too much, it was only him and his father when he lost control of his quirk and burned himself, it wouldn’t stop, the blue flames took over him and he couldn’t make it stop, it wasn’t supposed to hurt that much, he knew his body wasn’t compatible with his quirk but he never thought it would be so weak against it enough to almost let himself burn alive.

He was treated at home, Eiji didn’t take him to a hospital telling him he didn’t want people from outside to know how pathetic his son was, so he only asked the nurse to treat him and paid her for her silence.

Endeavor banished him after that, telling him he didn’t want anyone to know he was his son, to know that his failure managed to hurt himself with his own quirk, to know how weak he was and to think that he wanted to make him his image.

He probably didn’t even tell his siblings about what happened, he only said they shouldn’t even mention his name again on his house because he had dishonored the family name.

He never saw his sibling again after that, he lost contact and he didn’t want to mess with his father to be able to talk to them, they were better without him he thought, they didn’t need someone who remembered them of their father.

He was snapped out of his thoughts when he saw a little hand waving in front of him slowly, he looked up and saw that Himiko and Izuku were looking at him.

"Go- Good M-Morning Dabi" Izuku says with a really raspy voice, he looked at Toga to get to know if he had pronounced Dabi’s name right, she only gave him thumbs-up and beamed.

Dabi only stared at him with wide eyes and mouth hanging.

He can talk?

Of course, he could talk he was deaf, not mute you fucking idiot, but wait, most people who were deaf didn't talk, right? Jesus Christ, he absolutely knew nothing in the matter, he would have to ask Toga about it later.

He realized Izuku was staring awkwardly at him while Toga seemed to hold her laughter.

Omg Dabi you are staring for too long.

Izuku was starting to look like he regretted talking, shifting uncomfortably, wait, did he think he didn't like his voice!?

Oh shit, Dabi, you dumbass, say something!

"Your voice is cute!" he blurted out.

Dabi facepalmed mentally, was that all you could manage to think to say!?

Izuku looked confused to why Toga was grinning maniacally at Dabi, despite being morning already his curtains were closed and the room was dark so he couldn’t see Dabi very well, well, it was hard to read his lips anyway so light wouldn’t’ be much help, so didn’t know what he had said, Toga seeing his confusion soon signed to him what Dabi had said and Izuku couldn’t help but blush a little.

"Told you your voice is beautiful!!" Toga signs giving him a wink.

"T-Thanks" Izuku says to both Dabi and Toga with a small smile, he felt relieved, he thought Dabi was going to mock him just like the other teens did back when they were kids.

"I'm going to get my hearing aids, I think I left it on the living room" he signs to Toga, his throat was starting to hurt, he didn't talk loud since Toga had helped him keep a low tone, he mostly whispered so he wouldn’t wake Dabi, but he did talk more than he did when he would practice alone.

"Sure, no need to hurry we won't go anywhere" Toga tells him.

Izuku nods and gets up from his bed making his way out of the room.

When he was out of vision Toga and Dabi turned to look at each other.

"You were pretty smooth there" Toga says while doing a dance with her eyebrows.

"Oh shut up, I suck at this" he looks away blushing slightly, it’s been so long since he had to socialize, the last person he had to make an effort to talk with was Toga herself.

“You totally think he’s cute too” he says with a smirk trying to tease her.

“I totally do” she says proudly smirking back “He’s the personification of all good in the earth and has the purest heart that I’ve ever seen” she says dramatically looking at the ceiling like she was praying “He can also be known as” She pauses to make suspense, meeting his eyes with devotion “An Angel” she whispers wiping a fake tear from her eyes.

Dabi couldn’t help but roll his eyes smiling slightly “Ugh, I hate how confident you are when you say things like this” he murmurs “And how dramatic too, did you learn how to act in your free time too?” He asks arching a brow.

She sticks her tongue out at him before responding “Nah I’m just that good at everything”

He scoffs looking way.

They stay in silence for a while, waiting for Izuku to come back, but Toga couldn’t help but notice how Dabi spaced out when he had woken up, Izuku didn’t notice Dabi staring at them since he had his back to him, but Toga had a good view to see how her companion seemed sad when he was looking at them when they were signing, she was worried, something was bothering him and she wasn’t going to let that pass.

She takes a deep breath sighing loudly getting his attention back to her.

“Dabi…. are you okay?” Her voice was soft but carried a tone of worry on it, Dabi was surprised by it, he had never heard her talk like that.

“Yeah” He says blinking not knowing how to react to her sudden question “I’m, don’t worry” he assures her shrugging.

“Well that’s bullshit” She says bluntly making him look at her with wide eyes “Tell me what is bothering you now or I’ll torment you until you do” she crosses her arms her expression full of worry.

“Ugh” he didn’t want to make her worry about him, it wasn’t worth it, but she wouldn’t let it go until he explained, he could lie but she would probably notice.

“It’s just….I shouldn’t be here” he scratches his neck looking away.

“How so?” she asks arching a brow confused.

“I mean that I” ….. “That I don’t deserve being here” he doesn’t meet her eyes “I didn’t do anything or talked that much and….” He looks at his lap sadly “I’ll end ruining this family too”

The last sentence almost comes out as a whisper but it was loud enough to Toga hear him.

She flinched at his words, Dabi didn’t talk too much about himself, but from what she could get out from him from the time they spent together, she knew his family was pretty chaotic, she knew about his mother, and secretly knew how much he blamed himself for her snapping even if he didn’t tell her that, she could see in his eyes how much he hated himself when he told her about his mother.

She didn’t like seeing her friend so down like that, he totally deserves this as much as she did, she gets up from Izuku’s bed and sits on Dabi’s side who was looking at her curious to what she was doing.

He didn’t expect to be suddenly hugged by her, Toga was holding him tight and he didn’t know how to react to her affection and didn’t have the time too when he heard a sound.

They both were startled by the sound of the door opening, Toga didn’t break the hug though, they both look to Izuku who was entering the room.

 Himiko notices he is wearing his hearing aids and instead of breaking the hug she just screams loud enough to Izuku hear;

“Zuzu!!! Come here and help me comfort our emo boy!!” She says while glancing at Dabi who was looking in desperation at Izuku like he didn’t want to be in this situation and ashamed for being exposed like that.

“He thinks he doesn’t deserve our love” she starts to rub her cheek on his hair and pouting.

Izuku gasped loudly looking at Dabi like he couldn’t believe he dared to think that of himself.

Dabi could see a light of determination on the boy’s eyes when he came closer and joined them equally hugging him tightly.

Holy shit, he was strong for a little guy!

“I-I don’t know why…” Izuku says quietly trying not to stumble on his words “Why w-would you t-think that, but”  He shifts himself to be able to look at Dabi without breaking his embrace “You totally deserves it and e-even more” he says almost the same thing that Ms. Midoriya had said to them yesterday, he seemed so determined while saying it, it made his chest warming up.

“Yeah, stop being a sad boy and let us love you!” She tights the hug even more “You don’t need to be a talking machine to make us like you, I like you the way you are, so, shush!”

“And you are not going to ruin anything okay?” She whispers softly to him.  

“G-Geez, you two are so sappy” He says teasingly but not able to contain the shake on his voice and letting a tiny sob escape.

These two were going to be the end of him one day, how could they be so good to someone like him?

He felt like bursting out, his eyes were already getting red from him holding his tears.

Fuck his image, he needed this, he felt comfortable enough to allow himself to cry, it was a silent cry but it was one, Toga and Izuku didn’t say anything only letting him cry and lightly patting his back in a way of comfort.  

He ends returning the hug, it was awkward being hugged by two people at the same time but he managed to embrace both of them sinking his face on the curly green hair from Izuku while he sobbed.

It didn’t take too long until the three of them were openly crying and comforting each other, they were so focused on each other that they almost didn’t notice someone else entering the room.

Ms. Midoriya was standing in the door entrance looking at them surprised to see them curling at each other like a pile of pups.

“Oops, did I come in a bad time?” She says kindly but with a hint of teasing that Dabi got right away.

He whined while going back to sink his head on Izuku’s hair trying to hide his face that was completely red, Toga only chuckled at his protest of letting him go, because he needed to keep his image even when he didn’t make a move to break their embrace, Izuku only continued to cuddle with them smiling at his mother.

Well, Inko was worried that both teens would have run away in the morning or something, seems like she was worrying in vain.

She giggled to herself amused by the scene, it was heartwarming seeing her children like that.

They all break out of their cuddle party when she announces that breakfast Is ready, she leaves to go to the kitchen and set everything to the teens, she watches as they make their way to the kitchen and Dabi wiped his tears ashamed of crying while Toga and Izuku walk by his side telling him it was okay to cry.

God, she had to protect these children.

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After her son and Toga comforted Dabi they got to eat their breakfast.

They ate in silence, Toga seemed less tense than yesterday somehow, she was even smiling around her. She would give a glance time to time to Izuku. Every time he would glance back she would give him a blissful smile.

It made her happy watching them getting along.

Another thing that she noticed as they started to eat was that Dabi was still blushing, probably still ashamed for being seen crying.

It WAS amusing to see how the teen would glance at her expecting something. He probably was expecting her to mock him or something but then she realized it was something worse.

It was like he was expecting her to punish him for crying.

She didn’t like how he seemed so afraid of being seen crying. Like he would be scolded by doing it or that he should feel disgusted by letting himself show weakness.

When he has cried he looked like he wanted to stop at first. But since whatever was stopping him of crying in the past, wasn’t here anymore, so, he let himself sob on his friend’s arms.

But he still was looking at her as he was expecting her to be mad at him.

He looked so confused when Toga told him it was okay to cry and Izuku nodded in agreement.

But Inko didn’t state her opinion, mostly because she didn’t think it was needed. Maybe she should make it clear that she didn’t care he cried?

She waited until he would glance at her one more time. When he did, he almost flinched when she meets his gaze. She only gave him a reassuring smile, that seemed to be enough put him at ease.

Inko didn’t know how to feel about it, she was concerned to why he would have to think that crying wasn’t a good thing.

But her blood was boiling in anger because she knew exactly why.

He didn’t need to say it, she saw it in other families, parents that suppressed their kids’ feelings. Especially the boys, because they weren’t supposed to cry. They needed to be strong and crying was a sign of weakness.

She could tell that these kids had passed through traumatic experiences. She wanted to ask what they have been through, but she didn’t feel like it would be appropriated.

When they felt like they wanted to tell her or her son about it then she would deal with whoever has made them suffer so much. She wasn’t going to ignore it and she would bring justice to these two no matter what she had to do.

But until there she would wait patiently, she still had to hear their answer to her offer.

Thinking about that, it made her remember something.

She had to buy some clothes for them. Even if they didn’t accept staying, she was thinking of giving them some clean clothes and at least deliver some food for them to the alley they lived in.

She wasn’t going to force them to stay against their will but she would at least make sure they could eat and not feel cold outside.

Maybe she could send her son to go shop with the two teens. They could bond a little bit more with that while she was off to work today, yeah that seems like a good idea.

Inko decides to text her son instead of signing, not wanting to let the teens know what they were talking about. She was sure they wouldn't want her wasting money with them.

To sunshine:

- Izuku sweetie, could you go to the bank and cash out some money for me? I was thinking that you, Toga and Dabi could go to a cloth store later, buy some things for them and since you will be already there, buy something for you too.

She watches Izuku picking up his phone, he had already eaten but the other two teens were still having their seconds, they seemed to enjoy every bite of it.

From Sunshine:

- Sure, mom! :D anything else that you want me to do while I'm out?

To Sunshine:

- I think for now that is all sweetie, if you want to, you can go now <3

Izuku only nodded and turned to tap Toga on the shoulder to get her attention. He briefly signed that he had to go somewhere and that he would be back in a while. The blond girl glances between him and Inko with a dubious look like she suspected they were planning something. After some seconds, she ends nodding in acknowledgment and returned to eat.

As her son made his way out of the house Inko stood up taking her empty bowl and directing herself to the two teens who were still eating.

“I’ll be cleaning the kitchen, when you’re done you can watch tv or whatever you want, make yourselves at home” Inko tells them with her usual bright smile.

The two only nodded wide-eyed not really knowing what to say.

It didn’t take too long for them to finish eating, it’s been a while since they ate something so good like Inko’s cooking. All they had eaten these last couple of months was trash and stolen bread, so they ate as much as they could.

After finishing it, they made their way to the living room and sat on the couch leaving Inko to wash the dishes.

She had told them to do whatever they wanted to, but Toga and Dabi didn’t want to be so intrusive even if Ms. Midoriya had told them to make themselves home.

They turned the tv on to pass the time since they had nothing better to do.

Minutes passed by and the kept in silence.

Dabi glanced at Toga who wasn’t really paying attention to what as passing on the tv. She seemed lost in thought and was clearly worried about something.

He was about to catch her attention and ask what she had in mind when she suddenly turned to talk with him.

"You know, I feel like there’s something behind to why he didn’t talk before today in front of someone" her tone was melancholic.

Dabi brows furrowed in confusion.

Well, that came out of nowhere.

But if they were going to talk about that, then he could take his doubts with her.

"I wouldn’t really know, I didn’t even know deaf people could talk"

She scoffed at him rolling her eyes “Well, not all of them talk, some of them are self-conscious of how they sound like and stop talking”

“Like, they are ashamed of their voices?”

“Yeah that too, some just don’t want to talk though, but usually Deaf people can talk if they want to, just as mute people can hear, the two conditions have nothing to do with each other unless the person is both mute and deaf”

“Oh, that makes more sense” He says letting the information sink in “But what about you were thinking?”

"Yeah, I have a bad feeling about it"

"How so?" Dabi asks still confused but now a little concerned.

Toga looks at the celling thinking about what happened earlier, she felt like she hadn’t noticed something. There was something on his reaction that she couldn't find out what it was back then, or maybe she didn't want to believe what she saw.

Through the years she noticed more how people reacted, she studied people's reactions to pass the time. Since no one would talk to her anymore she tried to find a way to know what people were talking about by observing them.

So, she knew when someone was afraid, disgusted when they felt happy with silly things at school, or sadness and regret she could see on the girl she was once friends with, it was... an interesting way to pass the time.

It was like by knowing how they felt she was somehow close to them, that was silly to think of, but it was her way to not feel so alone somehow.

"When Zuzu noticed I was watching him talk he was startled, at the time I didn't realize but looking back now, I think he was more afraid than ashamed”

"What you mean?" How could he be afraid? It wasn't that big deal, maybe if he was only being shy he would understand but afraid? Afraid of what?

"I think he thought I would mock him… " she pauses " or that I would hurt him..." She says with disbelief not wanting to believe her own words.

Dabi looked at her bug-eyed. They both stayed in silence not knowing what to say.

They didn’t know what could have made the boy feel like that, and they were afraid to find out, but Toga and Dabi couldn’t stop worrying.

"I think we should ask his mother about it" she suddenly says looking at him determined.

Dabi frowns "Are you sure? I mean isn't it too personal to ask ?" It wasn't their place to talk about whatever the boy was feeling.

Of course he was worried about the boy, but even so, he didn't know if it was his place to question his past.

"Hmm maybe" she looks away shrugging "But I'm worried about him and you know that when I'm worried I don't let it pass" she gives him a founding look.

Yeah, that was true, it was proved earlier when she had noticed he wasn't feeling well.

He thinks about it, he was concerned too and was curious to why the boy would be so afraid, it wasn't because it was Toga. He already said that he thought her quirk was amazing so it couldn’t be because of it.

He sighs in defeat "let's ask her while Izuku is still out"

"Ms. Midoriya can we talk to you about something?"

Inko heard from behind, she had finished washing the dishes by the time the teens decided to turn on the tv. She was now preparing things to make lunch to when the kids were out shopping.

She looked at them to see what they wanted only to find two worried teens, she blinked before nodding slowly to the blonde.

She followed them to the living room, sitting on the couch that was facing the one they sat on.

"Earlier this morning I found Izuku practicing his speech and I noticed something that I wanted to ask you about"

They were taken aback when they realized the woman's surprised look, oh

Didn't she know he was practicing? They hoped that they hadn't spilled out something they shouldn't if Izuku didn't want his mother to know, then he had his own reasons.

"I... go on" She decides to not question her son's choice, she knew it wasn't something bad, she was actually pretty happy that he was thinking of going back to talk.

She missed her son's voice so much. She knew he was self-aware of how his voice sounded. So she was more surprised than mad for him not letting her know.

If she knew her son well, he was probably planning on surprising her with this development.

Toga coughed recomposing herself "He was really startled when he noticed that I have heard him talk" she looks at Inko in the eye "But what worried me is that later I noticed he was more afraid than ashamed"

Inko sighs "It was only to be expected" she looked down to her lap.

Both teen look at her confused.

"He was bullied when he was three years old for being deaf, he slowly started to talk less because the kids would tell him his voice was annoying" She says sadly

"I tried talking to the kid’s parents but it wasn't much of help since they wouldn't obey their parents' demands"

She turned to look back at the two teens. Toga seemed so sad like she had confirmed something she didn't want to be true, Dabi seemed as sad as her understanding now what Toga meant.

"It got worse after he turned four" she continues

"He would come back home with his hearing aids broken, one day he came back all bruised and with his ears bleeding, after that he stopped talking entirely, he wouldn't even talk to me anymore” she sighs

“I tried to talk to the teachers but they didn't care, neither did the kid’s parents"

She remembers that one day she had decided to teach him at home and get him out of that school. But Izuku didn't want her to do it, he said he didn't want her to quit her job so she could teach him.

Dabi and Toga were looking at her with disbelief, they knew the reason the boy wouldn't talk was bad but they didn't think it was that bad.

Toga seemed to be connecting the dots on her head and flinched when she came to a conclusion.

"Why after he turned four?" Toga asked, her voice was trembling with anger.

Inko bites her bottom lip looking away, it was now or never, if she told them the truth and they reacted badly to it, she wouldn't know what she would do.

Because as much she wants to keep these kids safe, she didn't want more people to judge her son for being quirkless. And she didn't want them to hate him for it, especially when they seemed to get along so well in such a short time.

So she prayed for the best.

"It was when Izuku was diagnosed quirkless…" she says blankly.

"The bullying got worse after that didn't it?" Toga whispered.

“Yes”

“Wait, people bullied him because he didn’t have a quirk!?” Dabi was out of words, for years Dabi hated his quirk for bringing him so much pain, he would give anything to get rid of it.

He felt a little pathetic for wishing not having one when there were kids like Izuku out there who suffered for not having one.

The world was all about quirks, wasn’t it? Toga was tossed out for having a “creepy quirk”, Dabi for not having the perfect one and Izuku for lacking one, the world could be so cruel sometimes.

Inko watched the two teens satisfied, they were angry, but not to the fact that her son was quirkless.

“You know, you are the first friends Izuku had made since he was four” she tells them fondly.

It’s been so long she had seen her son so carefree around people that were close to his age.

Toga and Dabi felt a warming feeling on their chest, friends? Could they be called that? They still couldn’t believe they have met the boy. Still thinking he was just acting out of pity.

But did Izuku considered them his friends? If he did, they wouldn’t complain about it, it actually sounded nice, yeah, they could consider him their friend, it was a hell of a good friend they had.

It was set, they have been thinking about Inko’s offer since she presented it to them. They had a lot of cons and pros and even if the cons had won, they would stay only so they could protect this little family.

They were way too good to their own safety, and they weren’t going to leave anyone treats their family that way ever again.

It was the last thing they could do after the freckled boy had done so much for them when he wasn’t asked to. He was truly their little broccoli hero and they would protect him with their life.

“M.s Midoriya-“ Toga was cut off.

“Oh, call me Inko, please”

“Hmm, Inko” she coughs the name “W-We have decided to accept your offer if you will have us”

“Take good care of us” They both said in unison bowing to the green-haired woman.

She let out a chuckle, they were good kids, she would gladly take them in on her house.

After that, they chatted a little bit more about Izuku’s past.

Inko shared how she had the feeling that her son’s childhood friend has been bullying him. Dabi and Toga noted to themselves to kick his ass if they ever encountered the boy.

They heard some sweet stories about Izuku when he was a toddler. By what Inko had told them, he was a total All Might Fanboy. But through the years he ended losing interest in trying to be a hero.

Being this, he didn’t have that much of merchandise as he had when he was little. He decided to let his mother sell most of his stuff and just let a couple of posters.

They continued to chat waiting for Izuku’s arrival, but Toga was becoming impatient, missing the boy’s company, so she decided to go to her phone.

Staby changed the chat name to “2 Trash Bitches and 1 Cinnamon roll”

Staby changed Izuku’s name to “Precious Green Boy”

It took a while so he could see the message, probably busy with whatever he was sent to do, after a couple of minutes their phones beeped with a new message.

Precious Green Boy: Seriously?

Staby: You totally are, so shush.

Precious Green Boy: …

Precious Green Boy changed Staby’s name to “Best Gurl”

Best Gurl: fhjhejhe *le gasp* (•ﾟдﾟ•) Zuzu! You pure child! <3

Zombieboy: Suddenly I feel left out

Best Gurl: changed Zombieboy name to “Emo Boy”

Best Gurl: There you go (ʃƪ¬‿¬)

Emo Boy: Hey! I’m not emo!

Best Gurl: Pff please when was the last time you looked at yourself in the mirror?

Emo Boy: Understandable …

Precious Green Boy changed Emo Boy’s name to “Fall Out Boy”

Precious Green Boy: Better?

Fall Out Boy: Even you Brutus!? Stop calling me out you two!

Precious Green Boy: :3c

Best Gurl: >:3c

Fall Out Boy: Cursed!

They kept like that for the next hour, texting each other, free of all the density they had once carried.

They were loving this Brocolli family.

Chapter Text

Izuku had just got the money that his mother had on the bank when he heard his phone beep. He smiled when he saw who had sent the message.

Toga had changed his and the group chat's name. They kept texting while he made his way home, Dabi had entered the conversation as well.

It was interesting how easy it was to "talk" with them.

Toga was so cheerful, she was the one who filled the conversation on the trio. He had a feeling that she would never run out of things to talk about. Dabi was quieter, and just like him, he seemed to be new with the whole being social thing.

He liked their company, they didn't look down on him. Maybe it may be because he didn't tell them the fact that he was quirkless yet.

But if they didn't care for him being deaf like the others did. He may have a chance that they won't care for his lack of a quirk either.

He thought to himself if his mother had managed to make up their minds so they could stay.

He couldn't let them go back to how they were living before. If he could help them, then he would do anything in his power to do it.

He was close to his house already. Fortunately, the bank wasn't too far away.

As soon as he opens the door he sees a blur making its way towards him. He almost yelps with the sudden embrace.

"Zuzu!! We missed you" The blonde girl yells while tightening the hug.

"Toga I think you're killing him..." Dabi says slightly worried with the lack of color on the green haired teen.

"Oh! I'm sorry Zuzu" she smiles scratching her neck not really sorry for her actions.

"it's okay!" he returns her smile with a brighter one.

“Did you get the money Izuku?” Inko asks ignoring the confused looks from the other two teens. Izuku nods in confirmation “Good! Why don’t you three go shopping while I’m out then?” she claps her hands, her smile matching her son’s.

"Ms.Midoriya we can't let you do that!" Toga complains bug-eyed, Dabi nodding in agreement equally astonished.

"Oh? Why not? You are already staying, so some clothes will be needed" she says not breaking her smile.

Izuku eyes widened with his mother's statement. They were going to stay?

Dabi and Toga almost had to cover their eyes when Izuku looked at them with bliss, they could almost see stars on the boy's eyes.

Damn that was all because they were going to stay? They didn't know how such simple things could make the teen so happy. But they were going to make sure to keep it that way.

"You are staying?" he asked, trying to make sure he had heard it right, hearing aids could be tricky if not regulated well.

"Yes, we are!" Toga says fondly.

"I still don't want you to spend money with us..." Dabi says bringing back the matter.

"It's nothing sweetie, after all, you deserve this" Inko’s expression soften "You can go now if you want, I'll be back from work near lunch"

Both teens seemed to want to protest but the woman’s voice didn’t let any room for arguments. They sigh in defeat making both greenettes giggle.

Izuku waited for them outside as the other two thanked his mother for all the help. They left and walked side by side slowly not really in a hurry.

 “Zuzu? What does your mother work with?” Toga asks in curiosity.

"She is the chief cook of a restaurant" he simply responds.

"Wow, that's why her katsudon was so good..." She whispers to herself after translating it to Dabi.

After that, they keep walking in comfortable silence. Toga humming to herself a song that Izuku didn’t really recognize, but he didn’t complain. Dabi was quiet as usual, but he saw how the boy’s turquoise eyes landed on a mirror from a store and flinched with the sight.

For some reason he had a feeling it wasn’t because of his scars, but for something different. He did notice how he seemed interested in the hair salon that they passed by. Izuku noted to himself to go back there after shopping.

When they enter the cloth shop, Toga gasps loudly, her eyes flickering and analyzing every inch of the store.

Her eyes lay still on pink a hoodie, she storms off towards it

“Look!” She holds it showing to both boys “It’s so cute, I want it!!”

Izuku couldn’t help but snorts, the hoodie she held had “Nyan Mother Fucker >:3c” written on it, it fits her personality he thinks to himself.

Dabi rolls his eyes “You only like it because of the emoji you don't even know what it's written on it”

“….” She arches a brow at him “Does it matter?”

“It could be written "I like dicks" for all we could know” he huffs.

"Uh, you're right” She turns to analyses the piece of cloth “If it was pussy then I wouldn't complain" That got her a smack in the head "What was that for!?" she looks up at him wide-eyed.

"You don't say shit like that in front of our precious broccoli child!"

"But you just said di-"

They were interrupted by the beep of their phones

Precious Green Boy: You know, I'm wearing hearing aids, I can actually hear you.

Oh, shit, that's right, it was kind embarrassing talking about the boy when he could hear it.

"Is not like I'm trying to hide how precious I think you're though" she points finger guns at him winking with a grin.

That got her another smack "Stop it!!" She whines.

Geez, Dabi couldn't understand how the girl could be so blunt with things like this.

Izuku only rolled his eyes at their antics, he doesn’t try to hide his smile though. What’s up with people calling precious though? He didn’t understand why people would say that but decided to keep quiet about it.

He types the translation for them in the group chat while Toga tries to reach Dabi's head to return the smack in an attempt of revenge.

Dabi and Toga look at their phones and wheezes when they read his message, catching the attention of other clients.

“Zuzu!! Can I please take this one?” she asks.

“ Only if Dabi gets one too”

They both share a look before grinning at red-haired boy.

"Dabi! You should get one too!" She looks at him with a malicious grin "We can be like "The Hoodie Squad"!" She raises her fist in the air, making a pose.

 Dabi only rolls his eyes but doesn’t complain, already used to his friend’s random ideas.

 “Whatever” he says trying to contain a smile.

“Oh! Do you think they have mine in red?” She turns to look at Izuku “I love the color red~”

Both boys glance at her not knowing what to do with that information, she seemed passionate when talking about the red color. Must be because of her quirk, Izuku thought to himself.

They start to look for a hoodie with the color that their companion wanted, catching some couple of clothes in the path. Dabi got most of his clothes in black or shades of blue, taking some jeans and white shirts.

Toga went for everything that was considered cute, in shades of pink and red. They both got some shirts that had meme phrases. Izuku found them glancing over their shoulders at him for a moment. They only told him that they choose him a hoodie and he would just see it when they were out of the store.

He shrugged in response, he hoped it wasn’t anything bad or too embarrassing. Either way, he appreciates that they wanted to give him something that they chose.  

Izuku was looking for more hoodies when his eyes lay on a black one that catches his attention, he passes through both teens who look at him confused.

He turns at them holding the piece for them to give a look. Dabi looks conflicted, he doesn't know what is written on it, but he had a bad feeling about this.

They watch as Izuku signs something with a grin. Toga burst out laughing.

Dabi only looks at her in confusion before she tells him what it's written on it.

The face he makes at this put the other two teens in mess of giggles.

"Wow, this is just bad" he looks at them with disappointment making them burst in laughter.

"It's not even funny…" He sounded so tired saying it, that they almost felt sorry for him.

Almost.

"I didn't want to spend mama Midoriya’s money" Toga starts "But we are totally going to buy this one"

"Why!? It won't even fit me!" Dabi complains.

 The hoodie was indeed too small for him.

"Well that won't be a problem, we will just have to find one that fits you then " She winks at him making him huff.

Izuku only gave give him thumbs up smiling brightly.

little bastard, if you weren't so adorable I would be mad at you Dabi thinks to himself while wiping a nonexistent tear from his eyes.

They all kept searching for a bigger hoodie with the same words on it, but they all had the same size. They were ready to give up when they hear Toga gasps loudly.

They turn to look at her only to find her grinning like a maniac while she holds a pink hoodie. It seemed to have the right size for Dabi…. And most important, it had the same words written on it.

"I'm not, I repeat, I’m not wearing a pink hoodie" he says spitting the words.

Toga and Izuku exchanged glances to each other. A malicious grin forming on both teen’s facial expression.

Outside the store.

"I hate both of you with all my passion so fucking much"

Toga and Izuku were outside the store holding bags full of clothes. At their side, Dabi was standing looking at the street like he was questioning his life choices.

He was wearing the light pink hoodie that had "We Follow Out Boys" written in white on it.

While Izuku wore a baby blue hoodie with a drawing of a cinnamon roll and with "beautiful cinnamon roll, too good for this world, too pure" on it.

Toga wore the hoodie she had chosen, they managed to find a red one for her.

"You love us and you know it" she sticks her tongue at him.

Izuku seemed uncertain about that statement. He didn't even know if they considered him their friend yet. How do you even make friends? You ask them or it just happens?

Dabi notices his sudden discomfort.

He walks towards the boy and stops by his side, putting one arm around him and shuffling his curly hair, Izuku flinched at first but leaned to the touch right after. So fucking adorable.

"Yes, unfortunately, I do" He says on his usual deadpanned tone but way softer than the usual.

"Aww you're mellowing out" she cooed at him.

"It's hard not too" he says glancing to the boy who was smiling softly.

They both were startled with the sound of a flash.

Toga was holding her phone up, taking photos of them. They were about to complain when she hurried up to their side.

“I want to take a picture of all of us together! You know, to record the good days!” she says beaming at them.

They arranged their poses for the picture not really complaining at her idea. They both give her a one arm hug, squeezing her between them.

It was good recordation, they all looked happy on the pictured. Dabi at the left with a fond smile, Toga in the middle showing her sharp teeth without any concern or shame, Izuku on the right had the most precious smile like he was having one of the best days of his life.

Toga totally didn’t set the picture she took as her background phone.

After they took some more pictures they went to some other stores to get some shoes, the ones from the other store were way too expensive, they took the opportunity to take some pajamas from another cloth shop that they passed by. Every store they stopped by the shop assistants eyed Dabi’s hoodie with confused looks, to which he replied by pointing finger guns at them.

Toga insisted to buy matching cell phone cases for all of them, even getting one for Izuku’s mother’s phone. It wasn’t expensive so he let her take and choose it for them.

She got a green one with a bunny keychain for him. Hers was a red one with a bloodied knife…. He has no idea why they would sell a knife keychain but okay. Dabi almost threw a fit when Toga had showed the one she chose for him. It was all black, the keychain was the symbol of the Fall Out Boy band. Izuku could swear he saw the red-haired teen wiping tears of frustration.

The one for his mother was chosen by all of them. The case had a pastel pink color and unlike theirs, it had something written on it. They all agreed that the one that had “#1 Mom” written was going to be the chosen one, it had a lime colored heart as a keychain.

Toga was excited to go back home and give it to Izuku’s mother.

Midoriya was thinking of passing by the Hair Salon again when he heard a familiar voice.

“Deku!”

Izuku flinched, he knew this voice and he didn’t like one bit that this person was here, as he turns to meet the owner of the voice he sees another boy by his side. Both of them were looking at him in relief for some reason. He recognized them as some of the many “friends” of Bakugou.

Toga and Dabi exchange a look of concern at their friend’s reaction. They weren’t liking how his bright smile was replaced by a frown, they could see the fear flashing on his eyes.

It made Toga’s stomach turns, it was the same haunted look she saw on this morning when he noticed that she had heard him talk.

Dabi watched by the corner of his eye as Izuku turns off his hearing aids and placed his hands on his ears ready to take it off if necessary.

It didn’t take too long to both of them to understand what this was about. These two were clearly some of many that tormented Izuku.

Without thinking about it any further they put themselves in front of him to block the two other teens from getting near him. Both of them with a blank expression not really amused by the realization they came to.

The two unnamed teens exchanged suspicious glances, keeping an acceptable distance between the trio.

"Dude you scared the shit out of us" The boy A (as they decided to call him) starts, ignoring the glares he was receiving.

"When you didn’t come to school yesterday we tough you had done it!" Boy B says.

"Yeah, Bakugou crossed the line yesterday...." A said with guilty.

Izuku just wanted to go home, whatever they wanted with him he just wanted it to be done as fast as possible, he was having a great day and he didn’t need them to ruin it.

He turns to sign something to Toga, so she can translate it for them.

 "He asked what do you two want" the blonde girl says bluntly not really carrying if she sounded rude.

"W-We just wanted to make sure you didn't do it” B says startled with the girl’s aggressive look.

"Didn’t do what?" Toga asks for him arching a brow in confusion. Izuku nodded equally confused.

The bullies exchanged a look between each other, the dark-haired looked at the other one unsure of what they should say.

"You know the thing that Katsuki said yesterday..." The long-haired one says hesitantly.

Izuku was still confused and that made the bullies frown getting confused as well.

Did Bakugou said anything yesterday?

Oh, yeah, he wasn’t using his hearing aids, he didn’t even try to read his lips that day, dammit, whatever he said, it was a big deal. He usually didn’t even try to understand what blonde would tell him, it was never something good anyway. But judging by the look of guilt and regret on both teens, Katsuki may have said something way worse than the usual, to make them so worried.

Now he really was unsure if he wanted to know what his once childhood friend had told him that day or not. He was so chill the last couple of days, why Bakugou had to mess with him even when he wasn’t here?

Why was he feeling so affected by their presence now? So much had happened in the last two days, he had met All Might, he brought two homeless teens to his house and befriends them. He experienced so many different emotions in such a short period of time that he forgot how he was used to not feel anything at all.

Dabi stared down at the two boys in front of him, they were tense under his cold stare. He watched as they tried to avoid his eyes and giving quick glances at his scars burns instead. Whatever their friend had told Izuku, it didn’t seem to be good.

 "And what did your friend had said?" He asks coldly.

The boys looked at him with wide eyes unsure if they should answer whoever this scarred man was. But they quickly made their mind as Dabi seemed to be losing his patience when he narrowed his eyes at them.

"He said; "If you want to be a hero so bad, take a swan off the roof and pray you get a quirk on your next life" “ The long-haired one responds looking down at his shoes.

Dabi and Toga felt a shiver go through their spines.

Izuku was looking down, suddenly the floor seemed so interesting right now. He really didn't need negativity on his life right now so he didn’t bother to read the boy’s lips.

And judging by the look of his friends, it was bad, it was really bad.

They looked horrified like they had just witnessed a murderer, but it didn’t last long, soon their expression changed to something else. They looked, how he should say it, oh yeah, murderous it fits it well. Toga was gritting her teeth like a wild animal and he could swear he saw a faint blue fire making its way to Dabi's hands.

“HE SAID WHAT!?” Toga snaps.

How could anyone say that!? Especially to Izuku! He was such a sweetheart! She knew he was bullied by what his mother had told them, but this? That was too much, not even she had passed through something like that.

“Alright, pay attention, because I’m not going to say it twice” Dabi starts clearly irritated “If any of you or your little friends ever do shit like that again against Izuku, I going cremate you alive” his entire body was literally on fire now, blue flames spreading on the floor towards the two teens.

“And before he does that I’m going to cut your fingers one by one and slide my knife from your throat to your stomach letting your intestine out of your flesh~ “Toga adds with a smile that shows her sharp teeth “I’m sure you’ll look great in red when I skin you alive as well~” she claps her hands “Oh, so many options, I can’t wait! ~”

The bullies went pale, they looked at them in horror, the two boys took some steps away from the trio, frightened by their threats.

“W-What hell-”

“Y-You two are fucking crazy!”

How the hell had Deku made friends with people like that!?

Toga walked towards them, not breaking eye contact. The bullies didn’t wait for her to get any close, they ran as fast as they could almost tripping on their way off.

Izuku watched as his bullies ran away, he turned to look at the two teens at his side, arching a brow in suspicious as like he was saying The heck did you two say?

God, she was so glad that he couldn’t hear their threats towards the bullies. She knew Izuku wouldn’t approve of them wanting to kill the little bastards.

“We just told them to leave you alone” She lies.

"You didn't have to do that"  He deadpans.  

 “Of course, we had! Friends take care of each other" She signed back while she talks. Dabi nodded in agreement, his anger still evident.

Izuku looked at her bug-eyed, why did they care so much? He had dealt with bullied for his entire life, nobody had ever done anything about it, usually, they just agreed with the bullies reasoning.

He shakes his head, he was going to complain when Dabi held a finger on his mouth.

“Listen, dude, you’re not alone anymore okay? You have us now, so just, let us worry about you, okay?” he says “Believe me when I say this, we care about you more than you can imagine”

“And we are not going to let anyone look down on you as long as we are here, quirk or not, you’re worth fight for”

 Toga translated it for the freckled boy since he still hasn’t turned his hearing aids on again.

Izuku freezes, they knew he was quirkless? His expression may have shown his shock since Toga quickly explained.

“Your mother told us, we don’t care okay? You’re still the best person I’ve ever met and we love you” Toga sign with a fond smile.

Both of them were startled when Izuku‘s eyes were filled with tears.

Dabi was going to ask what was wrong when he was surprised by a sudden embrace. Izuku pressed his face on his chest, letting the tears make their way out. "T-Thank you" he whispers, his voice trembling with the sobs.

The little green mop stays like that, clinging against Dabi. After he recovered from his shock, he hugs back the boy awkwardly, not really used to the display of affection. He pats his head in an attempt to comfort the boy.

“Your welcome” He whispers back, even with knowing that the boy wasn’t going to hear him.

Toga hugs Izuku from the back resting her chin on his shoulder. They keep on their three-way hug for as long as necessary to calm their friend down. When he is a little bit more recomposed they break the hug.

“Okay, let’s go home, alright?” Toga says worried with how Izuku seemed so tired after meeting up with his bullies.

But the green haired teen shakes his head “I need to go somewhere else yet” he signs before wiping off his tears.

Toga seemed to want to protest but only nods. As soon as they get to go to where he needed, the soon they get to go home and cuddle the shit out of their friend.

And so they walk away in silence, their arms linked to each other.

Toga and Dabi are so going to have a conversation with the one who had said those words to their little ball of sunshine when this is done.

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The duo followed the greenete as he walked in front of them. They had let go of him so he could lead the way to where he said he wanted to go. As they walked Izuku had put his hearing aids back on since there wasn’t any more danger to keep it on.

Toga and Dabi exchanged worried glances at each other, they were sure that Izuku was still recovering from the meeting with his bullies. He seemed so overwhelmed with their presence back there.

It felt wrong, but, they were so glad that he couldn’t hear what those two had said.

They couldn’t imagine what would happen if Midoriya had heard what the supposed ring leader had told him to do. Especially if Izuku’s mother was right, if the person she suspected that was picking up on him was the same one that the bullies were talking about, then the person who had told him to kill himself was once his childhood friend.

And that made them even more mad at the situation.

They were worried about how tired he looked. They could imagine why though, you are walking with your friends, having fun with them and suddenly the people who torment you every single day show up and want to “talk” to you.

Yeah, it made sense, but nothing that a good meal and a cuddling time wouldn’t resolve.  

They kept in silence as they walked, at one point they walked side by side again, touching shoulders with the greenete.

They watch as he stops in front of a Hair Salon, he pointed at the open sign and then at Dabi who looked at him confused. Noticing that, he signed so Toga could translate it for him.

“He said that; you seemed to want to enter one these on our way to the cloth store” She translates it for him before eyeing him “I remember you saying you didn’t like your hair color when we met” she says with a thinking look.

“Oh” She turns her attention back to Izuku who was still signing.

“He says it’s okay if you want to change your hair, as long as you’re happy with it!” She beams.

Dabi blinked at the boy who was looking at him expectantly. Did he notice that? And he brought me here thinking about my happiness?

Jesus Christ Hallelujah, thanks for letting me be at the presence of this adorable creature.

“Are you sure though? I don’t want to waste your mother’s money more than the needed…” he scratches his neck nervously.

The freckled boy only nodded not really saying anything about the money.

He sighs “Okay then, I’ll find a way to pay you back soon”

Izuku seemed to want to protest but didn’t say anything, knowing that the scarred teen was hard to convince otherwise.

“New haircut, new haircut!” Toga beamed “You should smooth your hair, so you can be a complete emo” she says teasingly.  

“Shush! I’m just dying my hair!” He gives her a pointed look, but his words didn’t hold any bitterness behind it.

She pouts but says nothing in response.

After deciding to take the offer, the trio enters the salon, it was a simple place. For their luck, there was no one in the salon, maybe because it was too earlier.

Their eyes lay on the woman on the other side of the salon who was putting some things into its place.

The pink-haired woman notices their presence when she turns to go back to the front of the salon.

“Oh….hum” She blinked agape eyeing Dabi. At first, he thought she was looking at his scars, but he realized she was staring directly at something else. 

Dabi blinked confused before he looked at himself.

“Oh yeah, I forgot that I’m wearing this garbage” He says after eyeing his hoodie with disdain for the 15^th time this day.

“You know what the best thing about this situation is?” Toga asks noncommittally.

He sighs loudly pitching his nose “What?”

“Is that you managed to scare two little bitches while wearing a pink hoodie that could be seen from space”

“That is a true talent indeed” Izuku said almost as a whisper but audible enough since both Toga and the woman snorts at his comment.

Dabi gave him a betrayed look “Brutus…stop…” he says while putting a hand on his chest pretending to be offended.

“Men in pink is my new aesthetics~” She says between giggles.

“You two are still going to pay for this…”

Toga rolls her eyes but doesn’t let her smile fade “Stop being a drama queen”

The woman chuckles at their antics, putting a hand of her mouth to suppress the sound.

“My, my, you all pretty energetic, aren’t you?” she looks kindly at them “I’m Hatsume Ayane, what can I help you with?”

Dabi notices how she eyed his scars from a brief moment, he was thankful that she decided to not react at it or speak out loud her thoughts. He was actually surprised that she didn’t feel disgusted or afraid of him, she actually seemed sad when she saw them.

“My friend here” Toga says pulling Dabi with one arm “Wants to dye his hair”

“Yeah, that”

Ayane claps her hands with a hint of excitement “Okay! What color would you like sweetie?”

“Uh…..”

He never thought very well about it, he just wanted so badly to change his hair so he wouldn’t resemble that bastard, that he didn’t care what color he would dye it. He would dye it pink if necessary.

He felt his hoodie’s fabric being pulled from behind, he turns and finds Izuku pointing to an exemplary on the wall from a black-haired haircut.

“Black?” He arches a brown taking that into account...

Toga gasps loudly when she looks at the same exemplary, she points at it as well “Dye it black and make an undercut, it is going to look so cute!!”

…..cute?

“Well, okay I guess…” He didn’t think about getting a haircut, but why not? If it would help to change his look then fine. He totally isn’t doing it because Toga and Izuku are looking at him like excited puppies. Yup, absolutely not because of that.

“What about you? Do you have something in mind?” She looks at Izuku.

Toga immediately involves the green-haired boy on her arms “Do not touch this work of art!” she hisses while passing her hand through the soft curls of his hair.

The woman brings her hands up in defense but chuckles “All right, got the message, what about you though?”

Toga blinks “Me?” she leans back looking at both boys “Should I?”

Dabi shrugs “If you want to”

“We could give a look on more examples before deciding” Izu says smiling.

The woman as if I understood what he said suggested “What about you give a look at the catalog while I do your friend’s hair? If you like something from there then you can tell me when I have finished his session” Ayane tells them, lending her the catalog.  

“All Right!” Himiko turns to her friend “Zuzu! Help me pick one!” she grabs his hands and lead them to the waiting room so they can sit.

Dabi only watches them leave fondly.

“Your siblings are so adorable”

He almost snaps his neck when he turns to look at the woman wide-eyed. She is smiling innocently as she watches Toga flips the pages of the book and asking for Izuku’s opinion.

Siblings uh?

Both teens kept looking at several examples of haircuts, but none really interested Toga.

“I think I like my haircut the way it’s, But I’ll ask to dye the ends of my hair! What do you think Zuzu?” The blonde looks at him blissfully.

“I-I, th-th-ink” He looks frustrated for a moment at his stuttering, “I think you would look great with pink, we could try doing some hairstyles when we are back home” he gives up and signs instead.

She looks at him sadly, he still wasn’t 100% good with his talking, he was better at it when it was short phrases. She thinks that it’s okay to feel frustrated over it, after all, it’s been years since he had last talked, so it was normal to feel insecure or stutter.

Toga thinks he looks cute when he’s embarrassed, he looks like a little strawberry. But she doesn’t like it when he looks ashamed.

It will take some time to wash the insecurities out of him, until then, she will do everything on her power to let him know that there is nothing to be ashamed of and let him feel comfortable when talking around her and Dabi.

“You doing great don’t worry” she gives him a reassuring smile while giving a short pat on his head.

“So, pink uh? I like it!! And we are totally going to make braids with my hair!!” She goes back to talk about her hair, not pressing him, she didn’t want to overwhelm him on thinking too much about it.

He blinks, staring at her for a while before nodding, he seemed less tense now. Good.

They spend around 30 minutes reading the magazines that were on the table to pass the time when they felt like it was almost time for Toga’s turn they go back at looking at the catalog.

They were deciding on what shade of pink they should choose when Dabi and Ayane came back from the other room.

"Aww look at our emo boy" She says with a mocking tone at him "His emo transformation is now complete!" she wipes a nonexistent tear from her eyes.

Dabi blinks turning to look at Hatsume "Can I take my hair back?" he deadpanned.

“Kind impossible my dear” She almost let out a laugh when he growls in exasperation.  

“My turn, my turn!” Toga jumps in excitement “I want to do dye the ends pink!”

Izuku holds the catalog at her pointing to the chosen shade of pink so she could give a look.

“Hm, the color fits you very well! All Right! That won’t take too long, let’s start, shall we?” 

“Kay!” Toga waves to both Izuku and Dabi before disappearing into the next room.

Dabi sits by Izuku’s side, he shuffles his hair making the boy chuckle.

He couldn’t stop thinking on the words that Hatsume had said earlier. It was obvious that they weren’t siblings, isn’t it? Like, he was red-haired, Toga is Blonde, and Izuku has freaking green hair, how the hell did she end up with that conclusion?

Did they act like they were?

Glancing at the boy at his side, he couldn’t stop the smile that formed across his lips. He liked the kid.

He got fond of the boy so fast, the same thing happened when he first met Toga. It was not so long after he ran away from home when he found her roaming around on her own. Her eyes were so dull back then, she was nothing like the cheerful girl that she was now.

He remembers how she looked at him expecting him to say something, he didn’t know what she thought he would do but she seemed like she had accepted what life has done to her.

Dabi didn’t say a word to her, she had walked through the same alley he was staying by, he gave her room to sit by his side if she wanted. He had his jacket off, so he offered it to her noticing how she was shaking of cold. He could use his quirk to warm him up if he needed it. But the girl didn’t have anything that could do it for her besides more clothing that she probably didn’t have.    

The look she gave him that day made his heart ache, she was so surprised by his offering, it was like he gave her the most amazing gift in the world, like she was expecting him to do something else. It was like she was waiting for him shoo her off.

He got so shocked when she started to cry, that he didn’t know what to do, so he just waited until she calmed down.

When she was done he made the same offer again, she silently took his jacket and put it on, she sat by his side and wiped the remains of her tears.

They stood like that for the rest of the night, and then days passed by and she didn’t leave his side.

It didn’t take too long to them get to know each other better. They didn’t tell all the details to why each one ran away, but from what they could share, they got to know how much they had in common. Their family wasn’t very fond of them, they hated their quirks, they hated how the world would turn a blind eye to quirk discrimination or to heroes who were bad people and still were idolatrized, they had no one to rely on, and they were scared and alone.

In a short time, they were almost in sync, it was like they knew each other since they were little kids, they balanced each other. Dabi was the quiet and logical one, Toga was the cheerful and impulsive one.

And for years on they stayed together, watching each other’s back and surviving on the streets until they found themselves being saved by a short-freckled boy with green hair.

And it was like he was reliving all of it again, he knew the boy for only one day and a half and he would kill the world for him. The kid was like the sun, emitting warmth and making people orbit around him.

He didn’t know if it was the woman’s words or the instincts that were buried for so long that were crawling out.

But he was willing to admit, that he did care for the two like they were his younger siblings, the feeling was always there. He wasn’t one to brag himself, but he was a good big brother before running away. He would make anything for them, bleed for them, and if necessary, put himself in front of them when his father would snap. He missed his siblings, but he couldn’t go back.

It was like his instincts as a big brother was flowering up again, he wanted to protect these two, and Inko was such a good mother. He never knew how it was to have a mother who cared so much for her child until he met her. It was like the concept of family that he knew all along was all wrong and now he was finally having the chance to see how it should have been.

He was liking to stay with them. It was like he was finally living for real this time.

He watched as Toga came from the other room with her hair done, Izuku was beaming on his sit signing to the blonde happily.

"We should take a picture!!" she beams back.

"Another one?" Dabi says finally getting back to the real world.

"Yup! But this one with our new hairstyle!" She beams.

"You sure are in the mood for taking photos today" he comments amused by her enthusiasm.

"Do you want me to take it for you?" Hatsume offers, having fun in watching the teens so energetic, if they only knew her daughter, they would probably explode the entire Japan if they ever get to meet each other.

“Yes!!”

She chuckles “Okay okay, get ready kids, I want everyone smiling!” she prepares herself to take the picture.

Toga got on her fingertips and leaned herself on Izuku making him low a little bit. Dabi stayed by Izuku’s side trying his best to smile despite his scars making it very hard to.

“Done! I hope you like the result” She says kindly giving the cellphone back to the teen.

“It’s perfect thank you!”

“We should probably go back home by now” Dabi comments, the word home being said with fondness “Ms. Midoriya will arrive soon and we still out here”

“Oh shoot! You right, it pretty late already!” Toga says as she looks bug-eyed at the clock on the wall.

It was surprising how time has flown so fast, they suppose it happens when you’re enjoying yourself.

Izuku quickly pays the woman for both of them and bows thanking her for her work.

“Take care kids!” Ayane says waving goodbye to the trio, the blonde one yelling her goodbye back while the other two just waved back.

They walk fast not really wanting to worry Inko for being late.

Toga was so going to show her the photos she took today. Maybe they could even frame it ~

On an alley not so far away two figures stand on the narrowed place.

"Kurogiri, didn't you say that those two idiots were living here?" The shaggy blue-haired man asks scornfully.

"Ye-"

"Well, they aren't here!!!"  He yells looking around at the empty alley "How am I supposed to recruit them when they are not even here!!!??"

The warp man sighs, the young master had shown interest on the scarred teen and the blonde girl it’s been a while, he wanted to recruit them but the two didn’t seem to like their ideals very much, so it made no sense to try getting them to join again. But here they were, on an empty alley dealing with the horrendous smells of garbage and no sign of those two.

 "Just give up already, they probably move to another place so they could avoid this situation"  The warp man says while opening a portal.

“Their quirks were going to be so useful...” the man child murmurs to himself while disappearing into the portal.

“The things I have to go through” The warp man sighs tiredly before entering his own portal. 

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The trio walked through the streets more reinvigorated, after going to the hair salon, Izuku seemed to forget the incident from earlier.

Good, they didn’t want him to feel down because of those two bullies. They still had to do something about it by the way.

They sure didn’t want to upset him for beating the shit out of those bastards, the boy had a golden heart, the type that doesn’t like to solve things with violence.

If he was that type, he wouldn’t have people still bullying him.

Of course, that wasn’t a justification for people to treat him badly, but unfortunately, it was true, people take advantage of those who are too forgiving and kind.

If you didn’t fight back, they would keep tormenting you, if you didn’t tell anybody about it, then they didn’t have to worry about being caught.

For them it sounded so simple, he just had to tell Inko about it and everything would turn out okay.

But then they stopped their line of thought and decided to analyze it better.

First of all, they weren’t him, for them it may sound easy, but for the boy, it may feel like the hardest thing to ever think in doing. 

Second of all, they were being hypocrites, Toga never told anyone about her parent’s negligence, because she knew no one would take her side. Dabi didn’t even think about it as well, mostly because it would be his words against the number two hero’s word.

But most importantly, they didn’t know how a normal family worked until now.

It must be difficult to tell the one who truly cares about you the most, that you have been bullied for years and they failed to notice it.

If they could deduct anything about the green-haired woman from the short time they knew her. She was the type of mother that would do anything for her child and if the woman knew that she failed to protect him and acknowledged that he has been suffering for so long, it would break her heart.

She would definitely blame herself, more than she already does, since she is suspicious about it. It wasn’t her fault, neither Izuku’s, but they were sure that both Midoriyas were way too stubborn to acknowledge that.

Somehow, they had this bad feeling that even if he did tell her, nobody but them would carry about it. If until now, no classmates or teachers had said anything about the matter to his mother, then they didn’t care about what was happening to the greenette.

Or worse, they may even think that he deserved to be treated that way.

They were having a hard time to hide they anger as they walked by the green-haired side, the more they thought about the matter the angrier they got, but they didn’t want to kill the comfortable mood they were in. Especially since Izuku seemed more relaxed now than earlier.

They didn’t need to mess that up, they didn’t want to mess that up. It was hard to watch how off he was back there, he looked so tired.

So they kept smiling even when they were angrily screaming internally. It seemed that their smile was convincing enough since the boy looked up to them and smiled as well.

Their smile softened at that, turning into a genuine one.

The duo felt a little bit lighter at how the boy had smiled at them, it was so calm and at the same time, it made them feel so gleeful.

It was hard trying to understand how people would treat the teen so badly, they had to do something about it, they weren’t always going to be able to be there to protect him.

They had to tell Inko about what happened, they couldn’t just not tell her. Izuku didn’t seem to realize that they could even think about telling the woman about what happened.

And that hurts to think.

Because if he didn’t even bother to ask them to not tell his mother about the bullies, then he didn’t think they cared enough about him to do that.

Maybe it was just force of habit, they thought, but they didn’t know if they should feel reassured about that or feel even worse.

Because then, that meant that he didn’t think the matter was worth being talked about. A person so kind-hearted like him shouldn’t have to be used to not be cared about.

So yeah, they would have to talk about it with his mother, but not today, they were having a good time now. Today they would just enjoy themselves and rest, tomorrow they would talk about it.

They hoped that the greeenette wouldn’t be mad at them for doing so.

But putting that aside, they were worried about him going back to school, thinking better about it, the boys that they scared off may tell the ring leader about it and get even madder at the freckled boy.

Shit, they fucked up, they would never forgive themselves if that happened.

They would figure out something to work with the situation, Dabi thought to himself.

Inko did say Izuku didn’t want to be taught at home, because he didn’t want to keep her home and deprive her of her job.

But now they were here for him, Dabi wasn’t the best person to teach, but he did finish school, he knew some things from the hero course before dropping out as well. He was thinking pretty hard about this, it was worth the try.

If he did find a job while living with the Midoriyas he could help pay a teacher so they could teach the boy better than him, until there he would gladly teach him if he accepted his offer.

He knew it was quite expensive to hire anyone to teach at home, Toga would totally be up for hunting a job with him if that meant helping Izuku.

Yup, that was a good idea, they would discuss that in the next day with both Midoriyas, they weren’t going to let Izuku land a foot in that school again.

Izuku found it strange that Dabi and Toga got so quiet, they were usually talking all the time, filling the silence that he couldn’t find himself to break.

But now they looked so… thoughtful?

He almost flinched with the aggressive aura that was surrounding them. Did he do something that got them mad? He obviously hadn’t said a word, since they hurried up out of the hair salon they walked in silence.

Infinite possibilities crossed at his mind, he was almost on the verge of panicking when he decided to give another glance at the two.

He internally sighed with relief at the sight of both of them looking at him with their usual smile.

He smiled back, happy that whatever was making them mad was already forgotten, or that was what he thought.

 At that, he returns to his line of thought. He couldn’t stop thinking about the incidents from earlier, not about the bullies, he was already used to their beating and insults after all. But he couldn’t stop thinking about how Toga and Dabi were so patient and kind to him.

The way they treated him wasn’t out of pity, they talked to him as a normal person should. If he stuttered, they wouldn’t make fun of him, Toga even said that she found his voice pretty.

Nobody but his mother had ever said that and when she told him those words he could see that her compliment was genuine.

What made him feel even happier was that they didn’t care about him being quirkless, he was surprised at first when they said that they knew.

 He would never be mad at his mother, but he felt betrayed Toga said she had told them about it. If he decided to not tell them that he was quirkless, it was because he had his reason, she couldn’t just tell them without his consent.

But he forgave her as soon as they showed to no care about his lack of quirk, and he couldn’t be happier to know that.

He felt lucky for meeting both of them, he never had anyone to hang out, he never had anyone who accepted him the way he was. And the way they interacted with each other was like they knew each other for years. It was calming, even when they were silent it was a comfortable silence.

It was such a good feeling having friends, he smiled to himself.

They arrived home in time to see Inko almost entering the apartment, she stopped on her tracks when she heard loud footsteps approaching.

When she turned she didn’t expect to see the same two teens from earlier wearing hoodies and with their hair so different.

She blinked slowly before turning to talk with them “You both look good in pink” She says teasingly.

Toga chuckled as Dabi groans throwing his arms up dramatically.

“Let’s get inside kids” she enters the apartment after the trio nodding in agreement.

 “Ms. Midoriya!” Toga yells as soon as everyone got inside.

“You can drop the formalities, call me Inko my dear” she says kindly.

Toga looks surprised for a moment but soon turns back to beam at the woman “Okay!! Inko-san! Look! We got you this!”

The blonde gives to her a cell phone case.

They were so disappointed that they didn’t find any hoodie that had something related to moms written on it, the only one they found was way too simple and it only had small sizes.

Toga was going to make her life goal to buy a hoodie for the woman as well when she gets her own money, she had to buy one so they could evolve from The Hoodie Squad to The Hoodie Family.

The blonde watched as Inko eyed the pastel pink object with curiosity. As the woman took it on her hands she sees the tiny green heart keychain suspended on it, she caressed it with her thumb like she was analyzing it.

It was after she finished looking at it that Inko noticed that there were words on the cell phone case.

Unlike the teen’s hoodies, the words were in Japanese, so she didn’t need anyone to translate it for her. She felt a warming feeling growing on her chest when she read the phrase, she brings up a hand to her mouth as she smiles.

“Did you like it? It was me who had the idea of getting matching ones” The girl says proudly “Dabi was the one that chose it because of what was written on it” she smirks.

Dabi rolled his eyes but couldn’t hide his blush as he turned to look away.

While Toga was explaining, Inko had already gotten her cell phone from her purse “That is so sweet, thank you” she says putting it on her phone and showing it to them “I love it!” she beams, smiling brightly.

She was confused to see both teens putting a hand on their chest and wiping what it seemed to be a nonexistent tear out of their eyes. She decides to not comment when she hears them whisper “pure” to themselves.

Must be a teen thing.

Not too long after that, they all hear Toga gasping loudly as she turns to look at the green-haired boy.

“Come on Zuzu! I want you to help me with some hairstyles!” She brightly smiles, her smile big enough to show her canine teeth.

That seemed to perk him up since he doesn’t even hesitate to run towards her.

Inko chuckled as she watched Toga grab Izuku’s hand and storm off to his room.

“Pick the hair brushes on my room!” she warns them.

Izuku didn’t really need a hairbrush since his hairstyle was literally just washing it and going to sleep, then BAM, his hair was done.

They hear as Toga starts to runs again to the opposite direction, probably trying to find Inko’s room on the floor above.

Dabi couldn’t help but smile at how both Toga and Izuku stormed off, they were sure energetic today, he wondered if the boy even knew how to do people’s hair without making it look like they have thrown themselves off of a cliff.

He knew Toga was terrible at it, she tried once to do her hair when they found some scrunchies inside of a dump on their little searching for food.

She tried to make a double bun, but failed miserably, no matter how many time she redid it, it always kept some messy strands out of the bun.

After multiple tries, she gave up and let her hair loose, sometimes she would do a ponytail but she usually didn’t keep it for too long.

Leaving that aside Dabi wanted to discuss something while the other two were out of sight.

It’s been a while since he started to think about since Izuku took them out for lunch precisely.

Izuku may drop some comments here and there, but it is obvious that he isn’t 100% comfortable at talking yet, so he may as well learn how to interact with him. He couldn’t depend on Toga translating it for him all the time.  And he really wanted to be able to communicate better with the boy.

He wanted to hold a proper conversation with him, know him better, learning sign language was a pretty important step to get the boy comfortable at “talking” with him.

He thought a lot about it, he was a quick learner, he just needed someone to teach him. He could always ask Toga but he didn’t know if she was suited for the task, she could be really confusing when she wanted to explain something.

So, he came to the second person that he knew was good at signing.

He and Inko were still standing at the living room, the woman seemed lost in thought like she was planning on doing something.

He coughed to get her attention.

“Ms. Midor-“

“Inko”

“R-Right, Ms. Inko, could you by any chance teach me sign language?” Dabi asked shyly “It will be easier for me to interact with Izu this way” he scratched his neck nervously.

He was taken aback when he realizes the look on the woman’s face at his request.

She was looking at him wide-eyed and slack-jawed like he just asked the most obnoxious thing ever.  

To say that she was shocked was understanding, no one on the last past years has ever bothered to learn sign language for her son, after all, nobody wanted to be near him as well.

So, having someone ask her to teach them so they could actually interact properly with her son was something she never expected.  

“I-It’s okay if you don’t want to” He looked away flustered.

She blinked snapping out of her shock “No, no! It’s jus-you just surprised me, that’s all” she says waving her hand “But to answer your request, I’d love to teach you how to sign” she smiles.

“Thank you…” he says almost as a whisper.

“Don’t mention it, do you want to learn some basic signs now?”

He looked at her surprised “Are you sure? I don’t want to bother you now, you seemed like you were about to do something before I intervened”

“I was going to prepare lunch, but since those two seemed to be busy entertaining themselves, it can wait for a little” she says as they hear giggles coming from the floor above.

“I will help you with it later then” He offers, if he wasn’t too rusty, he was probably still good at cooking.

He remembers when he would sneak up into the kitchen and make some snacks for his siblings when he had free time.

“I’d appreciate that” She smiles.

Inko started with basic signs, things that would be taught to children that needed to know the language, baby steps as people would say.

Dabi paid attention to each word the woman was saying, each sign he tried to mirror with perfection.

They both kept like that, happy to teach and learn for the one they cared the most.

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“Zuzu, do you have any hairstyle in mind?” Toga says as she watches the greenette bringing tons of hair combs on his hands.

She wasn’t able to find them on Inko’s room so Izuku just told her to go back to his room that he would bring it for her.

He pursed his lips as he tried to hide a shy smirk.

“I’ll take that as a yes” She chuckled “What do you have in your small bean’s head?”

“When my mom is too late to do her hair, I do it for her while she dresses up, so I know how to do her hairstyle better”

Toga tried to imagine the short woman in a hurry putting her shoes on while the green bean made her hair, it was an amusing thing to imagine, to say at the least.

Inko’s hairstyle was kind interesting, she wondered if she would look good with it now that Izuku suggested it, well, there is only one way to find that out.

“Let’s do it!” she says with a determined look.

Izuku beamed as he went behind the blonde to start doing her hair.

It took him around 5 minutes to finish it, he was already used to do his mother’s hair, even when she wasn’t late for work she would let him do it for her when he asked. To be honest it was kind relaxing doing it.

Toga gave him a scrunchie with pink pearls and a heart in the center so he could do the final part of the hairstyle. Tying a small ponytail on the top he sighed crossing his arms as he stared, seeing if he had done everything right.

“Is it done?” The blonde girl asked the only answer she got was an excited hum from the greenette.

Toga got up and ran to the bathroom excited, she almost tripped on her way but she recovered quickly finally making her way into her destination.

She stared at herself in the mirror in awe. It looked pretty close Inko’s hairstyle, just her hair fringe was different.

She actually really liked how it looked on her, she kinda resembled a little the green-haired woman with her hair like this, if she only had green eyes as well…

The thought of actually looking like one of the Midoriyas warmed her heart, she passed her hand through her hair admiring it.

Yeah, she really liked her hair like this, she was 110% sure that she would use this hairstyle for a long time.

When Izuku arrived at the bathroom he found Toga smiling fondly at her reflection. When she noticed his presence, she turned to look at him.

“Guess I don’t need to ask you if you like it or not” he signs smiling brightly, happy that his friend liked his work.

He yelps when he is crushed by a tight embrace from the blonde.

“I love it! Thanks, Zuzu!” She says loud enough to his aid capture it without trouble.

He hugs her back without complaining, free hugs are always welcomed after all! Izuku was slightly starting to realize that he really liked hugs since he had met both Toga and Dabi.

Suddenly he felt Toga lifting him off the ground and walking towards his room. Still hugging each other they fall on his bed, both of them giggled loudly as they bumped their noses by accident.

Toga adjusted herself so she can look at the greenette in the eyes.

“You have to teach me how to do this hairstyle because I’m going to use it for a while” she says amused with how his eyes brightened.

“S-Su-Sure” he stutters, but unlike earlier he doesn’t seem frustrated by it but happy.

They both keep in a comfortable silence after that, staring at each other like they were the most interesting thing on the room for each other.

 Toga watched in amusement as Izuku tried to suppress a yawn after a long period on silence.

“You look tired” she chuckled.

“Woke up earlier to practice my speaking...” he signs with one hand.

Oh, that makes sense, he probably had practiced for a while, before she woke up to hear him muttering to himself.

She finger-flicked him on his forehead making the boy yelp.

“Go to sleep, there is still time until dinner” She says scolding him fondly “You can practice at any time of the day with me from now on, okay?” she places a kiss on his forehead.

 He nods hesitantly but smiles, appreciating her worrying about him.

“Good! I’ll leave you to rest, I’ll go downstairs, okay? Oh, don’t forget to get your hearing aids off to sleep!”

She hears a faint chuckle as he nodded and got his aids off, leaving it on the small desk at the side of his bed.

Her eyes followed his hand to the desk, her eyes laid on a small framed picture at the side of the aids he had left.

Izuku set himself to sleep, making him comfortable on the bed, while Toga got up and took the picture on her hands.

She analyzed the photo, there were two little kids smiling on it, she deducted they were around a year or two years old if she was to guess.  

The kid on the left was a blonde with crimson eyes, a green mess of curly hair that she recognized was at his side smiling brightly as the sun.

Wow, he smiled like that since back then.

It didn’t take a genius to realize that the blond one was the kid that Inko told them about.

The one who one was Zuzu’s friend, she didn’t mention his name…. she had to confirm if the one the bullies from earlier talked about was the same from the photo.

She just needed a name.

Toga glance over her shoulder to see Izuku sleeping peacefully.

She made her way out of his room in silence, so she wouldn’t wake him up. She took the picture with her, she really needed to know this.  

The two occupants of the living room turned to look at the stairs as they heard footsteps making its ways to the room.

Dabi and Inko were expecting to see both Izuku and Toga, but only the blonde made her way to them.

"Inko-san! Can I ask you somethi-" Toga yells but trails off as she meets the woman’s eyes who was staring at her awkwardly.

Inko blinked slowly, wide eyes staring at her like she was trying to understand something. Dabi had an arched brow, equally surprised.

Toga stared back confused by their expressions, did she interrupt something? She was about to ask why they were staring at her like that when Dabi gave her the most malicious grin she has ever seen. 

“Cool hair” he said mockingly.

That’s when realization dawned on her face.

“Th-That was Zuzu’s Idea!!” she exasperatedly tried to explain.

Inko chuckled “It looks good on you” she says bringing a hand to her mouth.

Toga tried to hide her blush but it seemed she was doing a poor job at it since Dabi snorted at her failed attempt.

“T-Thanks”

The greenette giggled, feeling flattered to have her hairstyle chosen for the teen. She was sure her son was the one who suggested it.

 It was when Toga recomposed herself that Inko noticed the framed picture on her hands.

“What do you have with you?”

“Oh” She walked towards to where the woman was sitting on the couch “I saw it on Zuzu’s room, I wanted to ask if this is the kid you talked about” she says giving the photo to the woman.

“Yes…” she took the picture on her hands, eyeing it with a pained smile “They were almost like siblings back then… I can’t believe it has all changed just because he got to know he is quirkless”

It is true that Izuku was still bullied before learning about his lack of quirk, because of him being deaf, but the blonde still treated him properly well until then.

“What is his name?”  Dabi asks.

“Bakugou Katsuki, he lives on the neighborhood” she says still looking at the picture.

Oh, that was it, the confirmation they needed, they were going to discuss today’s incident another day, but oh boy.

Now that they knew for sure that the Bakugou the bullies were talking about was the same boy that Inko told them about, they couldn’t let the opportunity to bring up the matter pass.

“… why are you asking?” Inko asks suspiciously as she looks up from the picture.

She frowned when she saw both teens staring at the floor with a mix of anger and disappointment.

Before she could ask anything Dabi spoke up.

“Ms. Inko, I need to tell you something” He says with a pained expression.

“I’ll catch up some fresh air…” Toga says as she walks towards the exit.

Both Dabi and Inko exchanged a dubious look, she sounded off when saying that, hopefully, whatever the girl had in mind wasn’t a bad thing.

Inko coughed “Y-You said you wanted to talk about something, is everything alright?”

Dabi took a deep breath, this is going to be a long day, he really didn’t want to tell the woman alone about the matter, but since Toga left him alone he would have to try.

“No, no really, something happened today….”

Bakugou Katsuki, he lives on the neighborhood

Toga kept repeating Inko’s words in her head as she walked down the street.

She felt the need to do something with this information, she has been wanting to do something about Izuku being bullied since his mother had told them about it.

As she walked, she remembered Izuku’s smiles and kind gestures.

Toga couldn’t describe how Izuku’s words had affected her when they met. There wasn’t a single time that he glanced at her like she was a freak when they were hanging out. It was such a simple thing, something that should be normal but she never experienced until now. Dabi treated her normally, probably because they had something similar. They were both broken and lost. 

But having a random person, treat her like her quirk wasn’t something to be afraid of, was almost magical for her. She still asked herself how someone could emit such a safe and comfortable aura around them as the boy did.

She wasn’t a fan of heroes, but if she could, she would totally be one. But she wasn’t the type that knew everything about them.

But if she was asked to compare Izuku to any hero, she would say that he was like All Might, only less loud and shyer. And absolutely adorable.

The boy was a hero to her eyes. And knowing that people mocked him for wanting to be one, made her stomach turn. It disgusted her how people judged others for their quirks.

If you had a flashy quirk, awesome you’re going to be a great hero! But if you have a “villain’s” quirk or even lack one, give up, you’re are worthier to be a villain or you’re totally useless.

Toga couldn’t stop the bad thought that crossed her mind. She wanted to make those who bullied her new friend suffer.

If she ever needed to dirt her hands to protect Izu and Inko, she would have no regrets. What is carrying the weight of being a murder when being one would save her new family? It was for a good cause, right?

She thought about how he wanted to be a hero, from what Inko told her, he was still determined to follow his dreams. His mother didn’t give too many details, maybe there wasn’t many, to begin with. But she did say he had met All Might, the man had told him he could be a hero even with him being quirkless.

The number one hero got a spot as her second favorite hero with that information. The first obviously was Izuku.

She and Dabi had so much to do for the boy yet, get back his confidence, make him a hero and many other things. And they would do all of them when they get the change.  

 But right now, they were having the chance to fix one of his many problems.

Toga wished Dabi good luck on telling the woman about the bullies and about what the supposed best friend of her son had told him to do.

Toga was now standing in front of the Bakugou's apartment, she stopped at some others to ask people if they knew which one they lived in, a kind woman gave her directions and she followed it.

She knocked on the door twice and waited patiently to whoever was at home to come out and greet her.

It didn't take too long to a blonde woman with crimson eyes open the door abruptly. As soon as she saw Toga she recomposed herself, looking less angry.

"Yes?" She asks with a fake smile. The blonde clearly didn't want any visitors.

"Hello, Ms...?" She trailed off, she forgot to ask Inko about their names. Shit.

"Bakugou Mitsuki, who are you?" The woman arches a brow in curiosity.

"I'm Toga! I'm friends with Izuku!"

"Oh" now the woman was free from any anger, replaced with fondness "It's good that Izu has been making more friends" she says, though it seemed to be more directed to herself.

Bakugou opens the door, stepping back in, looking over her shoulder to the other blonde.

"Come in bra-kid" she offers

Toga beamed before storming into the woman's house.

Both of them made themselves comfortable in the living room, sitting on separate couches that faced each other. There were some teapots that were placed on the table. Mitsuki offered some tea but Toga politely declined.

"So, Izuku and I have been friends for a while now” Toga started looking down while she played with her fingers “And I already can say that he is the kindest person I've ever met..." She trails off looking at the woman in the eye "He save me and my friend, I don’t know what we would be doing now if he hadn’t given us a way out”

“He is my hero"

Mitsuki could hear the passion and fondness on the girl's voice. It made her happy that Izu had made a friend that thought so highly of him.

She almost flinched when the girl's expressions changed, she was still smiling, but it was different...it was so wrong.

 "So imagine how I felt when I discovered that one of his supposed childhood friends, who is your son, has been tormenting him since kindergarten at this very day!"

Bakugou didn't know what to say, it must be a joke, right? Her son had some anger issues, she knew that, but he would never hurt anyone, especially Izuku! They have been together since they were little toddlers! .... Haven’t they?

Toga took her silence as a sign to continue.

"And that the same little bitch of your son has told the person I care the most to kill himself, like it was nothing" Toga's voice was harsh, anger hiding behind her fake sweet smile.

That made Mitsuki's eyes wide, he has said what?

"My warning is, you put that angry dandelion of yours on anger management and keep him away from my Zuzu, or..."

"I'll deal with him myself~" The teen says with bloodlust on her eyes, her malicious grin widening at the woman's flinch.

"Is that understood? ~ "

Mitsuki gulps nervously, she only nods, not wanting to say anything to piss off the girl. She was only a teen, but the girl held such a treating aura around her, that made Mitsuki feel treated enough to know when she should keep quiet.

Toga stayed with the same treating smile, her eyes analyzing each bit of the woman's being.

"Good! It was nice meeting you Ms. Bakugou~" The teen says before standing up and walking towards the exit without looking back.

Mitsuki remained in the same spot on the couch, looking at where the girl had sat.

She would have a chat with Katsuki when he arrives home. She sighs tiredly.

Why did her son had got himself into this mess? She was so disappointed, where had she failed? Was this the why Inko has been talking less to her?

She did realize that the woman has been acting kinda weird around her like she wanted to ask something but never had the heart to.

Shit, she was a terrible person for not noticing all this earlier.

She lets out a distressed sigh.

Looks like it's time to make it up for the Midoriyas.

Toga was kinda upset to see that just the blonde’s mother was at the apartment, she wanted to give Katsuki her piece of mind as well, maybe threat him with her knife. But she didn’t bring it with her in the hurry.

She didn’t plan anything when she made her way to the place, she was just angry and she needed to do something about the matter, especially after Inko’s confirmation.

When she opens the door to get out of the apartment she almost crashed into someone on her way out.

In front of her, a blond guy with crimson eyes looked at her with the most lost expression she has ever seen.

"Wha-WHO THE FUCK ARE YOU!?" The blond shouted.

Oh boy, looks like fate is on her side today. Look if it isn’t the one she came here for ~

She grinned "I'm Himiko Toga!! Are you Katsuki?"

"CUT THE CRAP, WHAT THE HELL ARE YO-"

"Are. You. Katsuki?~" she asked slowly.

If looks could kill she would have killed this bastard by now.

The blonde nods hesitantly, Bakugou had a feeling that whoever the fuck this chick is, she won’t leave him alone unless he plays along.

"Good! ~" She beamed putting her hands on his shoulders and getting closer.

"What are y-"

The explosive boy didn't have the chance to continue his sentence as he felt a huge pain between his legs.

Toga gave him a knee right in the balls, it was strong enough to make him cry in pain and fall on his knees holding his pool balls.

"People like you shouldn't procreate" She huffs.

She would cut his ding dongs off but she didn't need Zuzu to be upset with her in case he finds out.

She too didn't want to dirty her hands with trash.

Toga walked away without looking back at the blonde boy agonizing on the floor, she felt pretty satisfied with her work.

There is more where that comes from if you keep being a little shit!

She started to make her way back to Inko’s apartment jumping like a child who had won a lollipop for good behaving.

Before continuing her path, she grabbed her phone, this was too good to not share with her emo boy.

Best Gurl had banned “Precious Green Boy” for an indefinite time from “2 Trash Bitches and 1 Cinnamon roll” chat.

Best Gurl: I kicked a bitch’s balls today and it felt fantastic.

Fall Out Boy: Oh my God, I knew you were up to something.

Fall Out Boy: Please tell me you stabbed that shit Pomeranian too.

It was hilarious how she didn’t even need to say who it was the asshole she probably just castrated to Dabi ask something like that.

Best Gurl: As much as I do love to, I don’t wanna get the bad side of my precious piece of green cotton candy.

Fall Out Boy: Dammit you are right.

Best Gurl: But I tell you this.

Best Gurl: He screamed like the little bitch he is.

Fall Out Boy: Good, God I wanted to be there to see it.

Best Gurl: Don’t worry, I’m sure you’ll have the chance to do something worst one day.

Fall Out Boy:  If I ever encounter with that dandelion, I may accidentally choke him.   

Best Gurl: I’ll accidentally help you hide the body.

Fall Out Boy: Fantastic

Best Gurl: Anyway, how did things go there?

For a moment the chatting stopped, she wasn’t expecting a fast answer so she returned to walk after some steps she decided to check up her phone one last time. Just in case.

When she got her phone back she found herself staring as Dabi started to type and stopped multiple times for about five minutes nonstop.

 She wondered what had got him to take so long to type, he usually replied pretty fast.

Fall Out Boy: I kind need you here right now.

Oh oh, why did she have a bad feeling about it?

Best Gurl: Why, what happened? Is Zuzu okay?

Fall Out Boy: He is fine, still sleeping….

Fall Out Boy: It just that I finished talking to Inko about that.

Best Gurl: Oh shit

Fall Out Boy: For real, hurry up, I’m fucking scared as hell.

Best Gurl: Oh shit.

Gladly she wasn’t too far away from their apartment, so she arrived quickly.

Toga was expecting to find Dabi panicking over a crying Inko when she opened the door.

But what she found instead was slightly worse, oh who was she trying to fool, it was way too fucking worse.

When she got in the apartment the first thing her eyes lied on, was on a scared Dabi cornered in the other side of the room meters away from a fuming Inko.

Oh boy.

Little Extra:

Chapter Text

Toga and Dabi stared at the woman in conflict, when they decided to tell the woman about Izuku’s bullies they didn’t really think about what would happen next.

Maybe they should have waited more, but now it was too late, the damage was already done.

It was frightening to watch the woman who had welcomed them into her home and treated them with nothing but kindness get red with anger.

When Toga arrived at the apartment, she and Dabi had to hold the woman in place or the greenette would go storming out of the house and kick a certain blonde’s ass.

They were totally up to help her with that, but they didn’t need their mothe--their uh, guardian? Friend? Anyway, they didn’t need her to get in trouble because of that shit bully.

When they calmed her down they left her sitting on the couch to recompose herself. Exchanging nervous glances at each other, the duo kept quiet, letting the woman let everything sink in.

The green-haired woman held the picture of Izuku and Katsuki on her hands with so much hate that she kneaded the photo.

She had broken the picture frame when Dabi had finished telling her what happened earlier today. She didn’t mean to scare the teen off, but she couldn’t help but let out all of her anger at the moment.

How could she let this happen?

She thought to herself.

She understood why her son didn’t tell her anything, he didn’t want to worry her, but it was her job to worry, she was her parent, she had to worry, she had to protect him. Why Izuku couldn’t let her do her job?

As much as she understood his good intentions on not telling her, she was disappointed that he didn’t, she has been worried sick for years and just now she got to know the reason her son was so unhappy.

When Dabi told her about the bullies, she was shocked, who was the sick bastard who had told her son to do something like that? Why would someone ever tell him that?

Her son was so sweet, kind-hearted, too good for his own. How can people hate him so much just for lacking something that they have?

Izuku deserves much better, this world was too cruel, too unfair, the people on it had no common sense.

What shocked her the most of Dabi’s explanation was when he told her that the two bullies had mentioned their ring leader’s name. She listened to the next words with caution, as soon as he spilled out the name, she was going to have a talk with the kid’s parents, no one treats her child like that.

But then Dabi finally said the name and she froze, Inko had to ask him to say it again, because there was no way that Bakugou had told her little sunshine to kill himself.

But Dabi’s pained expression said everything.

And that made her blood boil.

She considered the blonde as her second son for years, even when he stopped visiting, knowing he would betray her trust like that hurts.

She had her suspicions about Katsuki, she thought that maybe he was treating her son poorly like maybe telling him mean words or something like that.

But she would never expect that he was the one that caused the burns and bruises that her son had to deal through the years and struggled to hide it from her.

She never thought that he was the reason her son didn’t bring his hearing aids to school anymore.

That he was the reason that he stopped talking, stopped smiling, stopped trying.

That the blonde would dare to tell his once best friend to kill himself.

Inko was so disappointed at herself, how could she let her baby go through all this? How she didn’t realize he was suffering?

All the signs were there and she failed to notice it, she knew something was wrong but she couldn’t bring herself to ask.

Every time she tried getting to the subject Izuku smiled at her, he assured her that everything was alright, that the bruises were from accidents.

And she bought that. How pathetic.

“I-I’m such a terrible mother, how could I not realize this?” she ended up thinking out loud between sobs.

Toga and Dabi were startled at the woman’s sobs, they didn’t notice when her anger façade had melted into a teary depressed one.

“Don’t blame yourself Ms. Inko!” Toga whines, she really didn’t like watching the woman sink in tears like that “You didn’t know, there was no way you could have known about it” she tries to reassure the woman.

“B-But, I did nothing to help him, I-I should have known that, i-it’s my responsibility, I knew something was wrong and still…”

Inko almost flinched when she felt two hands on her shoulders, as she looked up, green eyes meet turquoise ones.

“You’re a good mother Inko, trust me, I know what a bad parent is” Dabi said with a pained smile, or at least that was what she assumes it to be, his scars not letting him express much emotion.

“Yeah me too! And you are way far from being a bad parent, so please don’t think that way!” Toga says on verge of crying, distressed by the situation, she seemed offended for some reason.

“Y-You are a good mother, you didn’t abandon your son because he was quirkless, you didn’t trade him for a child with a b-better quirk, y-you’re a better parent than the ones I had” she looks at the woman in the eye.

“I-I’d anything to have you as my mother, so p-please don’t think less of yourself for not knowing” Toga says hiccupping.

Inko sobbed even harder at that, she didn’t expect to get a confession of the girl’s family situation so soon. Even Dabi ended giving her a hint about his situation as well.

God, she still had to get to know their past story, these two had probably suffered as much as her son.

She opened her arms inviting the teens with a teary smile, the blonde didn’t even hesitate as she threw herself on the woman’s arms.

Dabi hesitates but made his way to the woman after a long pause, giving her a half hug.

“T-Thank you for telling me about this” She took a deep breath “I’m going to get him out of that school”

Dabi leaned away to look at the woman.

“If you allow me, I could teach him at home…I finished school, I may not be the best one to teach, but it’s a better choice than keeping you away from work” he says looking down.

“Oh sweetie, you don’t have to” she gives him a still teary smile as she wiped her tears off.

“I insist, you already said before that Izu didn’t let you teach him home because of your work, I can help, if I get a job I could help pay for a better teacher in the future”

Toga nodded on her shoulder before leaning away as well “I can get a job too! And if the person who will teach Zuzu doesn’t know sign language I can translate it for them!”

“I can even teach Toga as well, you just have to say the word” he scratched the back of his neck.

Inko smiled softly, happy that her son had made such good friends who were willing to do anything to help him.

“I-If you are sure, I’d love that”

He nods “I’ll try my best”

They were left in awkward silence, the tension still hanging in the air.

Before the silence could go any further Inko decided to speak up again.

“I know I may be cruel by doing this, but I wanted to take the opportunity that we are bringing up the truth about things and ask more about you two, about your past to be more precise”

If she noticed the two teens flinch she didn’t show it.

“You both knew this conversation would happen eventually”

They nod, not able to meet her eyes.

“I need to know, so I can help both of you, even if it’s just to vent, it’s not good to keep it to yourself, it’s hurting you two” her tone softens “I want to protect the both of you, and for that, I need to know what I’m going to fight against”

Toga and Dabi stared at the woman with a mix of awe and surprise, they really couldn’t believe that there could exist someone so kind as the Midoriyas. They felt a warm feeling making its way to their chest, happy that she cared, to know that someone was willing to protect them.

“I don’t think I can tell everything for now….” Dabi says looking away “…It’s complicated, but I’ll one day, I promise” he gives her a half smile, his shoulders less tense and his eyes relaxed.

Inko nods understanding how heavy it must be the matter for him, she was sad that he probably had such a dark story but felt slightly happy that he was willing to share it when he was ready.

“I understand” she lay her eye on the blonde girl who shifted uncomfortably as new tears made their way out.

Himiko bitted her bottom lip, thinking hard about it, she could take this chance and ask for the woman’s help. She didn’t like to be a Toga, as much as she knew that her parents would never come after her, she still hated to carry their name.

Besides, she wanted them to pay for their neglecting and maybe, just maybe, if the woman was willing to, she could be a Midoriya….

“I….I-I think I want to tell you now, do you think you can help with what you will hear from me?” she asks hesitantly.

“I’ll try my best sweetie” Inko smiles kindly before looking at the black-haired teen “Dabi, could you go upstairs and…. explain the situation to Izuku?”

He didn’t need the woman to say anything more, with only a nod he turned away and left the living room, leaving the two with their privacy.

Maybe one day he would be able to tell them his story as well, but for now, he would keep it in the dark.

He felt bad for having to wake the boy, but he really needed to have this talk with the greenette.

As he made his way to the teen’s dark room he watched for a while as he slept peacefully. He shook him gently, making the boy let out a groan in protest. He waited for Izuku sit on his bed, looking up to him with a sleepy expression.

Dabi pointed to his ears making circles and pointing at him, the greenette got right away what he was trying to say.

Getting his hearing aids from his desk, he quickly put it on.

He was starting to feel worried at Dabi’s expression, he looked… conflicted?

Did something happen while he was asleep?

"Listen, buddy, I need to talk with you" Dabi says stopping him of getting any further on his thoughts.

“We told your mother about…uh, today’s incident” he scratched his neck uncomfortably.

Izuku stared at him confused, what was he talking about?

They went shopping, they had fun, went to the hair salon, none of the events was something that would be worrying to be talked about.

Dabi analyzed him, frowning when he caught his confusion.

“About the bullies…. about Bakugou….” He explained arching a brown.

Izuku look mortified for a long period before giving him a betrayed look.

“Look, we did it for your own good, your mom will get you out of that school” Dabi huffs.

Izuku signed exasperated, forgetting that Dabi didn’t know sign language.

He frowned, he really needed to learn sign language fast so he could understand the boy.

“Uh, I-I’m sorry Izu, could you speak for me? Just this time” he asks softly.

“W-Why di-d y-ou t-e-ll her?”

Dabi blinked slowly.

“Because we care about you? Because someone had to do something about you being bullied?”

Izuku looked at him conflicted, he seemed stuck between being confused and astonished.

“W-why d-, why do you c-care?”

Dabi took a deep pained breath. He knew the boy felt that way, years of abuse could do that to a person, but damn, it didn’t stop the pained sadness that took over him at listening to the words.

Did he really think he was unworthy of being carried about?

He knew it made sense to the boy think that way, after all, whoever carried about him that wasn’t his mother until now?

“Listen, you should have told your mother about it, she has been worried sick about you, you hiding it from her just made it worse” he says instead of answering him, pitching the edge of his nose.

He felt bad playing the guilt card, but it seemed to be the only way to get the boy to actually pay attention.

Izuku looked down in shame, he thought he was doing himself and his mother a favor on not telling her about it.

He just didn’t want to worry her, he could take some hits, he was taking it for years. This was the last year of school there was no point to tell her now, he could endure one more year of this.

Noticing the guilt taking over the boy, Dabi’s expression softened.

“You don’t deserve all the shit you had to go through, you are a good kid and you should never think that what happened to you was something you deserved because you didn’t, you deserved better” he sighs.

“You have no idea how much me and Toga care about you” he meet the greenette’s eyes “you saved us twice, you gave us a reason to keep going, gave us a place to stay, gave us a friendship that we never thought we would ever have, we may know each other for a really short time, but you’re already mean the word to us you know”

“Not just because of all you did for us, but because you’re such a nice person to be around, you are making us better” he says distantly.

“I have no idea what would have happened to us if you haven’t shown up, to be honest, I’m pretty sure we would have turned villains if you didn’t, we had nothing to lose back then” he scratched his neck “I was pretty bitter too, I’m still a little bit, but I’m willing to be better for you, because I want to be by your side, I’m sure Toga thinks the same”

“So please, let us help you, we are not doing it as a way to repay you, we are doing it because we really hate to see you hurting, allow yourself to let people care about you, I don’t know everything you went through, but I assure you” he takes deep breath before meeting the greenette’s teary eyes once more.

“I assure you, that we will never abandon you, we will always be here for you and you can count on us with whatever and whenever you need us, we love you so much, I hope you can understand that”

Dabi was kind surprised with himself for talking so much, his worries about not being able to speak his mind disappeared as his finished speaking. He hoped he had made his point clear to the teen.

His thoughts were cut as he felt two warms embracing him tightly, the sudden motion almost making him fall.

Izuku openly sobbed clenching the other’s hoodie's fabric.

Dabi stays awkwardly still with his arms to his sides for a moment, he was still new to this, he really wasn’t good at comforting people. But his friend needed him right now, and he just promised that he would always be there for him, he couldn’t back down his words.

He slowly brought his arms to embrace the greenette, hugging him back and leaning his head on his curls.

Still worried, he slowly made circles with his hand on the teen’s back, trying everything to calm him down and reassure him.

“I got you” he whispers.

“You don’t need to do this alone anymore”

Little Extra: (Ps: If the image doesn't load, see it on my Tumblr, it's currently 10 AM, I just woke up and realized it wasn't showing, sorry ^^')

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Inko was trying her best to stay calm, she didn’t smile, she stared at the blond girl with calm, but inside she was trying her best to not throw a fit.

Himiko as she now wanted to be called, stayed in the living room with her and for the last hour, she listened to the girl explain her situation.

Midoriya was a woman who would rarely get mad, but right now she was livid with rage and indignation, though her face didn’t express any of these feelings.

How could a parent do such a thing? Lock up their child just because of her quirk not full filling their expectations? For being different?

How dare they!!

Tog-Himiko was such a good girl from what she could get in the short time she had met her. She was so cheerful and charismatic, her happy personality so contagious, she was one of the reasons her son was smiling again.

How could the world treat such a person so badly?

Now she knew why the girl was so furious when she found out that Izuku had been bullied by his lack of quirk, she knew firsthand how people could be cruel when it is about quirks.

She knows his pain and she didn’t want him to keep going through the same things she had.

Himiko had told her every single detail about her childhood, from being locked in a room, from almost starving because her parents didn’t want to get near her, from finding out how they traded her for another child, to her running away and finding a friend on the tall teen who was now living under the same roof as her.

The girl couldn’t help but cry as she was telling her everything, occasionally Inko would hug her and give a pat on the girl’s shoulder to comfort her enough to keep going.

After Himiko recomposed herself she took a deep breath and met the green-haired woman eyes.

“I-I don’t want to carry their name anymore, I hate it so much” she looks away with a frown.

“I want to be able to be in a real family you know?” The teen says wiping off her tears with the back of her hands “And I can’t be in one while I still have them connected to me”

Inko nods with a solemn yet understanding smile.

“You won’t have to keep that name for too long my dear, if you allow me I can be your legal guardian or I can adopt you after I deal with your parents, that is up to you” the woman says reassuringly.

Himiko stared at her bug-eyed, surprised by the woman’s offer, she did want to be part of the Midoriya’s family more than anything, but she wasn’t expecting this.

She thought that it would take time for her gathering the courage to even ask the woman to take her into her family legally.

Hearing Inko consider adopting her without Himiko asking her to, made her feel a comfortable warmth crawling into her chest, the woman was willing to take her in! There was no malice in her words, Himiko couldn’t cope with how genuine her offer was.

She cared for her, she wanted her to be safe, and she could see all that on her green round eyes.

“Y-Yes please” She blurted out “Please, please take me in”

Inko didn’t wait any longer to get near her child and involve the blonde into a tight embrace. A loud sob escaped the girl’s lips, gripping the woman’s shirt in desperation as she let the tears fall.

The greenette kept whispering reassuring words into the teen’s ear, patting her back and making circles with her thumb, trying to comfort her.

“Why don’t you go upstairs with the boys and rest?” she cups the blonde’s face between her hands and places a kiss on her forehead.

“I have to go out for now, but I want you to know that I’ll make them pay for what they did” she says seriously with conviction.

Himiko stares at her with awe, surprised by how the woman could be so convicted that she would get what she wanted, but after a moment she nods giving Inko one last hug before letting go of her arms.

Inko watched the girl coming up the stairs, as soon as she hears her son’s bedroom door close, she gets up and takes her keys.

She had to deal with a certain blonde before helping Himiko out or she wouldn't be able to concentrate on her task.

The greenette stood outside an apartment that she hasn’t visited it has been a while, months since she started to get suspicious or Katsuki, months since she has talked to her childhood friend.

She knocked twice, biting her bottom lip, she waited, shifting nervously. As seconds passed by, she prepared herself for the talk that was coming.

As the door clicked open, she looked up from the floor to the figure in front of her.

Mitsuki stared at her with a frown, Inko was about to greet her when the woman brought a hand up and signed her to stop.

"You came here to talk about my brat, aren't you?" she asks tiredly, her voice hoarse.

Inko closed her mouth immediately, the woman looked terrible, she could see the red irritation in her eyes from what she supposes was from crying.

She became alert, Mitsuki was a tough woman, she didn’t cry openly, and if she did cry she would do anything so that no one would find out. Seeing that she wasn't putting effort to hide it, worried her to pieces, after all, she still considerate the blonde her friend.

"Yes, how did y-"

"Blonde girl with the same hairstyle as you, sounds familiar?" she opened the door fully, signing to the greenette to come in.

Both of them made their way to the living room, making themselves comfortable sitting each one in a couch facing each other.

"She came here telling me how important Izuku was to her, then she dropped the bomb" the blonde looked down, fidgeting uncomfortably.

Inko blinked slightly startled.

She was still getting used to Himiko and Dabi having an extremally overprotective behavior towards her son. Her lips curved into a tiny discrete smile.

"I'm so fucking sorry Inko, I didn’t even know my brat had been such a little shit to lil Izuku" She blurted out, there was a mix of anger and sorrow on her voice “This is all my fault, I know it’s, but I don’t know how to fix this…”

"Did you try talking with him?" Inko asks patiently.

The ash blonde looked away, still not able to meet the woman's eyes.

She chuckled humorlessly "It's like talking to a brick wall, he just shrugged it off, he didn't even deny that he told Izuku to-" the woman cuts her own speech sharply with a tch.

"He is so fucked up, I can't stop thinking how much he looks like me when I was younger you know?" Mitsuki says sadly, her voice trembling “He fucking act the same as me back then…fuck, I should have taken care better of how the way I act could influence him”

Inko watched as the woman blamed herself, grabbing strands of her hair forcefully.

When they both were younger people would always ask Inko why she was friend with someone with such a short temperament, friends with a girl who treated her so bad. The greenette knew she didn’t deserve to be treated that way, but she didn’t want to lose her friendship with the blonde.

It was only a couple of years later that Inko gathered enough courage to confront her friend about her actions. Tired of feeling inferior to the other’s harsh words.

Mitsuki immediately backed off, afraid of losing her only friend, the only one who was able to tolerate her personality. It took time, but along the years the blonde got better, to many the woman may not look like she changed, but she was way more considerate in taking criticism and being pointed out on when she was doing wrong.

Inko would always point out when she was losing her temperament and shush her when she was being mean to her or anyone.

She is certainly that Masaru would do the same thing now that she wouldn’t always be around. Inko knows the man can handle her friend’s personality very well, so dealing with Katsuki would be the same for him.

But Mitsuki never had to deal with someone that acted the same way as her, she only knew she was being harsh because Inko or Masaru would point out, so for her, it was hard to see what her son was doing something wrong, because many times she would be doing the same thing as him if she was in his place.

"I forgave you and you know that Micchan…“

If she noticed the blonde relax at the use of her childhood nickname then she didn’t show it.

“...but I don't think I can forgive your son the same way, he hurt my son, not me” she says sadly

The blonde scoffed "I wasn't expecting you to, I wouldn't forgive him as well if I was in your place, dammit, I wouldn’t forgive me if I was you"

"You know, until this very day, I still can't understand why you forgave me" Mitsuki says finally meeting the other’s eyes, Inko now had the perfect view of the woman’s face, noticing new tears forming.

"You changed...you realized that your actions were hurting me and the others around you…"

"That only because you confronted me! A-And I always had you to point out what I was fucking doing wrong! I did that! I tried talking to him and he just.... he just doesn't care, I don't know what to do Kochan..."

Inko stares at her friend with a solemn smile at the mention of her nickname.

"What about putting him in anger management?" there was no bite to her words, she really was just trying to give the woman a solution.

"You didn’t need to be in one, but he isn't you, he may need a psychiatrist to help him realize what he has been doing is wrong, some people need more than family help to get to their senses"

Mitsuki blinked at her before looking down at her lap, considering the idea. After a long silence, she nodded to herself. As always, her friend had a good point.

"You're right, I’ll do that..."

She looked up at the greenette hesitantly.

"I'm sorry for taking so long to take action Inko, I'm not only a terrible mother but a fucking terrible friend as well" she chuckled bitterly.

Inko let out a loud sigh.

"You didn’t know Mitsuki, God not even I knew before Izuku's friends found out and told me" she meets her eyes.

"If you are a terrible mother, then, I'm as well" she gave her an understanding smile " And I'm sorry for avoiding you lately, I needed some time to think" she says furrowing her brows in guilt.

Mitsuki scoffed, a chuckle escaping her lips.

"I'm the one who needs to be apologizing" before Inko could protest she continued "Can I do anything that could serve as an apology? I'll keep my shitty brat in line, but I feel like I owe you more than that" her voice held no space for arguments.

Inko opened her mouth to rejected the proposition but closed it as a thought crossed her mind.

"Actually, you can help with something, it isn't about Izuku, but I'll be needing help with it"

Mitsuki arched a brown in suspicious but didn't complain "Bring it on"

"Do you still keep contact with that lawyer friend of yours?" her voice was nothing but serious right now.

The blonde smirked "I don't know what this is about, but I like that fire on your eyes"

"But yes, I still keep in contact with him, can you tell me what this is about or is it something you can't share?"

"I don’t think so, the person who I’m helping is a minor, I’d like to keep her privacy, maybe when things sort out?" Inko gives her an apologetic smile that was dismissed by the blonde who shook her hand in front of her.

"I understand, I'll fucking call that idiot as soon as I can"

“Thank you, Mitsuki”

“Tch, don’t mention it” the blonde rolled her eyes, but not bothering to hide her smile.

"By the way, about that girl from earlier, do you know her?" Mitsuki asked out of nowhere.

Inko blinked confused from the change of matter, before remembering of who the woman was talking about.

Mitsuki smirked when the greenette nodded.

"She kicked Katsuki's balls, I like her"

Inko coughed, trying to suppress her laugh and shock.

They spent the last couple of hours talking about how Izuku made his new friends, letting out some parts to keep their privacy, she didn’t tell the woman that they were living with her, not wanting to expose their situation.

After catching up with each other, they both said their goodbyes, Mitsuki promised once more to deal with Katsuki as they both made their way out of the apartment, she told Inko to warn her if Bakugou would still treat Izu like that.

She warned the woman that she wouldn’t need to, as she was going to take her son out of that school, the blonde felt bad that she had to do it but was glad that Izuku wouldn’t have to deal with the other kids aside her son.

When Inko arrived home, the place was quiet, no laugh wondering by the walls, no footsteps above, no loud sobs. She concluded that the kids were probably sleeping, it was unlikely that they are talking, if they were, it would be through sign language. Though she knew that she should at least hear Dabi’s voice since he’s still learning ASL.

That remembers her that she would now have to teach Dabi how to sign, she is so happy that he was willing to learn it. She knows he will learn it pretty fast, the language could be really easy to catch up when you were determined to learn it.

She made her way to the next floor, carefully trying to no make any sound.

As she opened the door her eyes immediately took notice of three figures laying in the corner of the room.

Taking a better view, she noticed that they joined the two small futons to make a bigger one to be able to fit the three of them together, she recognized the All Might pillows from an old collection she bought for Izuku under their heads.

Both Izuku and Toga had dark bags under their eyes from crying, if Dabi had one as well, she wouldn't be able to see it in the middle of his scars.

Dabi was holding her son against his chest, one arm wrapped around him, while Himiko was playing the part of the big spoon, laying her forehead in the back of the freckled boy.

She smiled at the scene, she decided to let them sleep for the rest of the day, before leaving the room the took a quick photo with her phone, setting it as her wallpaper.

Extra I think, I can't think properly at this hour, take this:

imma gonna sleep

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Izuku woke up groggy, his eyes red from the excessive crying, as soon as his vision unblurred he tried to give a look at his surroundings, he was having a really hard time in trying to move. Two weights keeping him in place. 

He found himself being embraced by both Dabi and Toga, the blonde as the big spoon and the black-haired holding him against his chest.

The greenette smiled fondly to himself, memories from the recent events coming back. After Izuku and Dabi had their heart to heart chat, the blonde entered his room a couple of minutes later sitting in the middle of them on the bed.

She told them that his mother was going out to sort something out and that she already had explained her situation to the woman.

They frowned as they noticed her puffy eyes before any of them could ask what happened she wiped a couple of tears with the back of her hands before turning to look at them with a determined look.

Toga said she wanted to tell them about her situation as well since Inko was now involved in it.

They listened to each word carefully, Dabi wore a frown from the beginning to the end of her story.

He knew the girl ran away, that was obvious, she did tell him a bit of what happened, but it was always vague “They didn’t like my quirk”, “They got a better kid so there was no reason for me to stay”.

He couldn’t help but feel even angrier at the blonde’s parents, they had a similar mentality to his father’s.

Izuku kept quiet the entire explanation, his face blank of any emotion, sometimes he would lock his gaze at the nothing like he was trying to understand something.

It was only after Toga finished talking that Izuku finally understood what Dabi meant earlier. It hurts to know that someone you care about has been through so much injustice. They both were judged by society because of their quirk and lack of one, none of them deserved to go through this because of such a small detail.

She asked them to call her Himiko from now on, saying that she didn’t want to carry her parents’ name anymore, both boys nodded understanding her request.

Izuku got the blonde into a tight embrace, Dabi hesitantly made the same, making it a sandwich hug.

Himiko let out a bark of laughter as Izuku began to cuddle her, her laughter dissolving in a light sob, she wasn’t sad, she was just so happy to have these two boys at her side to ground her, glad she met them.

They stayed on that position for a while, the black-haired whispering reassuring words as Izuku held her tighter. After a couple of minutes, the trio was exhausted because of all the crying and overwhelming emotions in such a short period of time.

Himiko said she wanted them to sleep together to guarantee “high-quality cuddles” in her words, Dabi rolled his eyes at that but the greenette only beamed, excited at the thought.

But Izuku’s bed wouldn’t be able to fit everyone, so Dabi got the idea to bring both his and Himiko’s futons together to make a bigger one. Izuku got them two All Might pillow that he had stocked away, saying they were more comfortable.

And that’s how they ended up sleeping, Izuku in the middle of his two friends, but he was pretty sure they weren’t hugging each other when they fell asleep, he remembers laying with his back to Dabi’s, only hugging Himiko since the boy didn’t seem to be much of cuddling. So, he was kinda surprised to wake up like this.

The greenette was 99 percent sure that the huge wet circle on his back was from the blonde’s drool, he decided not to point that out when she wakes up, for the sake of her dignity. He looked at the clock on the other side of the room, it was 5 AM, they slept the rest of the previous day.

He doesn’t know why he woke up this earlier since he wasn’t going back to school anymore, it may be force of habit, but he had a feeling he wasn’t going to fall asleep any time soon.

He tried to get out of Dabi’s hold without waking him up, but he drastically failed his attempt since the black-haired teen whined loudly bringing him back to a hug and resting his chin on his curls.

“Jussst moar faive minutesss”

Izuku let out a muffled yelp, he started to poke the older boy repeatedly in the chest, getting an annoyed groan from the other.

Dabi woke up groggily, he felt some twinges on his chest, blinking harshly his blurry vision got clearer as he stared at the green mop he was laying his head on. It was only then that the boy realized he was holding Izuku into a hug.

He immediately loosened up his grip around the greenette, looking away, flushing red, the boy was still social awkward as much as he enjoyed all the affection he was still insecure about starting it. Midoriya only chuckled at his reaction, now free to move, he slowly sat on the doubled futon bed looking at the blonde at his side, she was stretching like a cat, probably woken up by the sudden movement.

“Good… morniiiiing” she said, her words slurring. “What time is it?”

“Five in the morning” Dabi responded.

“Gees, we slept for that long?” she asked surprised “Uh, well, that was the best sleep I ever had, cuddling sure makes a difference” she blinked at the boy, Dabi rolled his eyes but was still flushing, the blonde grinned as he looked away.

“Zuzu, did you sleep with your hearing aids on?” she asked noticing the aid on his ears, she didn’t notice it yesterday, but well, they were too busy being emotional.

The greenette blinked wide-eyed, he touched his ears and indeed he was wearing it.

“Sometimes I forget to take it out” he shrugged.

Himiko took a closer look to his left aid as Dabi did the same with the right one, inspecting the product.

“It looks okay, but you shouldn’t sleep with them, your skin needs to breathe at night and using then while you sleep can let pressure points, your hearing aids aren’t designed for sleeping” she said seriously.

Both boys stared at her with a mix of awe and curiosity.

“You sure do know a lot about this” Dabi said still amazed.

“Did I ever tell you I had a lot of free time?” she forced a smile.

“Yeah” he said bitterly, remerging everything she told about her parents.

“But anyway” she clapped her hands “Let’s change the subject” she looks at Izuku in the eye.

“So, Zuzu, you want to be a hero, right?” she grinned showing her sharp teeth.

He nodded ashamedly.

“Great! That means we can be heroes together!” she fists bumped in the air.

“What you mean by we?” he signs.

“C’mon! If you think I can be a hero with my quirk then you can as well! We will train together for the entrance exam and we’re going to pass no matter what!”

Izuku stared at her dumbfounded, she thinks he can be a hero? Even without a quirk?

Like Dabi was able to hear his thoughts he put a hand on his shoulder, giving him a fond look. “You don’t need a quirk to be a hero kiddo”

“Yeah! You’re already our hero after all” Himiko grinned punching his shoulder playfully.

Izuku looked down on his lap blushing, he was no hero, he just did the right thing, he wasn’t just going to leave them when he could help, anyone on his place would have done the same…. right?

Dabi patted his head, getting his hand stuck on his curls “You said some interesting things about Himiko’s quirk the day we met, do you do analyses? Cuz if you do, that would sure get their attention, people who analyze quirks are always needed”

Izuku’s eyes sharpened with excitement, he always knew his notes would be of good use someday “Y-Yeah!” he got up walking towards where he keeps his notebooks, getting one of the recent ones.

He opened in a page where he wrote everything about one of his favorite heroes, EraserHead, showing it to Dabi, the blonde sat by his side so she could give a look as well.

“These are so detailed!” she exclaimed amazed flipping the pages “You’ve even drawn each hero!”

“That’s some good analyses kiddo” Dabi said in agreement, those were really detailed, if the kid hasn’t been diagnosed quirkless he would have thought that his quirk was analyses, he got everything right about his once homeroom teacher, he’s pretty sure he knows more about Eraser than the man himself. Nedzu would love this kid…

They kept reading his notebook, Himiko asked the freckled boy to show more of his notebooks, the boy happily complied her request, bringing all of his notebooks, inclusive one that seemed to have been burned.

Dabi and Himiko exchange glances knowing fully well who did this but decided to not bring that up, not wanting to break the mood since the boy was very happy at the moment.

They listened as Izuku tried to talk his thoughts about some quirks that he yet had to write about, his speech was still slow, stuttering all the time, but they didn’t mind, besides even with his difficulty to talk, the boy was really happy to tell them all his ideas and quirk’s theories.

Himiko was holding one of the notebooks he brought for them, she flipped the pages and was amazed to find lots of heroes’ costumes redesigned by the boy, all of them were really good and even better than the original, more practical and yet with a sense of fashion.

Her eyes landed on a green suit that she didn’t recognize, it wasn’t a redesign of any hero costume she knew. That’s when she gave a better look and noticed the “my future hero costume” on the top of the page.

“Is this your hero costume?” The girl pointed to a green suit drawing for confirmation, Izuku nodded shyly.

“I-I’m g-going t-to r-remake i-it, th-though”

“Eh? But it’s so cute! It’s inspired in a bunny, right?” she beamed.

Dabi gave a better look at the drawing, he is pretty sure that wasn’t what the greenette was aiming for, but it indeed looked like a bunny. His theory was quickly proved right since the greenette was gapping, the boy didn’t know if he should feel offended or embarrassed by the girl’s comment.

“Zuzu! Can you design my hero costume!?” she shook him excitedly breaking him from his shock “I want it to be super cute! Oh, oh it could be based on the Wild Wild Pussycats, I like kitty’s ears! Or bunnies!!”

“O-Of c-cour-rser!” he was happy she liked his designs, it wouldn’t bother at all to design one for his friend.

“Yes! Can you do Dabi’s as well?”

At that, the black-haired boy turned his head so fast that it could be heard a snap “What?”

“Oh snap! I didn’t ask you, but, don’t you want to be a hero as well?”

“I….I”

Does he still want to be a hero? Did he want to go back to U.A after all this time? He looked at the two kids waiting anxiously for his answer.

He always wanted to be a hero, to save his mother, his siblings, he still wants to save them, but after the incident with his quirk, after his father told everyone he was dead, everything went down from there.

But maybe he can try again, it was time for him to seek for help for his family and he can do that while going back to the hero course he was on the third year when he had to drop out since he was “dead”.

He was kinda close to the Principal, so he could trust the mammal to keep his cover and ask for help. He should have done this since he was kicked out from home, but the fear of his father doing something against his sibling was too big.

But it’s been a while now, the number two won’t suspect of him after such a long time, he won’t know what hit him, he probably thinks he was dead by now.  

“If you go to the hero course, will he find you?” The blonde asked worriedly, breaking him out of his thoughts, he forgot they were talking for a moment.

“Yes…but I won’t let him interfere again” he was determined to go back now, not only he had to help his family, but he has to keep those two out of trouble as well “I know the School’s principal if I explain my situation he may accept me back”

“You already went to hero course” the blonde asked surprised, Izuku wore the same expression as her, tilting his head to the side in curiosity.

“Y-Yeah, but things happened and I had to drop out” he looked down nervously.

The blonde only nodded, trying to mask her anger, knowing a little about his backstory she deducted that it had something to do with that bastard if only Dabi gave her the asshole’s name she would put an end to the man’s life.

Izuku only looked at them confused, the black-haired boy let out a heavy sigh, he put his on the greenette’s hair, shuffling his curls.

“I’ll tell you two everything when it’s time”

The girl huffed “You better!” she said crossing her arms “Now, spill out, how do you want your hero costume to look like! I’m going to help Zuzu draw it!!” she changed the subject much to his pleasure.

He rolled his eyes to the back of his head, but couldn't help but slip out a fond smile.

“You don’t know shit about drawing”

“HEY!”

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Himiko was really excited to try drawing their hero costumes, but Dabi wanted to talk about some important matter first.

The trio had a long discussion about what they were going to go for if they passed the exam, Dabi suggested the younger two to go underground since the girl’s quirk wasn’t very suited to fighting just as the lack of one from the other.

Midoriya felt excited by the thought of being an underground hero, he really didn’t care about getting in the ranking or have the media attention so that was okay for him, besides, the only thing that mattered was that he was going to help people, the blonde felt the same, telling him that this way they could stop minor crimes that other pro heroes didn’t mind to check out.

There was a huge rate of crimes that went unnoticed because heroes were too focused on trying to get higher in their ranks.

Himiko would be great for infiltration and stealth, she could take anyone’s form and pretend to be them, they added to the list to get the girl some acting lessons, she seemed excited at the idea.

“Now, as I said, I had already gone to U.A so I know how the exam will play out, you will be fighting robots, and you two will have a hard time beating them up, but there is this secret part of the exam, where you can gain rescue points” Dabi points out.

“Rescue points? So, we help people out in the exam and with that we get points? That sounds easy…what’s the catch?” Himiko asks doubtfully.

“You guys may pass the exam with that, but they choose those who got the teacher’s attention, usually they pick those with flashy quirks… so, you guys may end in the General Department…” he looks at Izuku apologetic “Especially you Izu, you’re probably the first quirkless person to try to get in, they won’t let you in the hero course even if you beat the old score”

The greened looked down, his expression made Dabi’s heart ache, Himiko was fuming by his side with arms crossed.

“But that’s so unfair! We should go to another school then! Isn’t Shiketsu High School’s exam different?”

Dabi furrowed his brows tightly “Yeah, but they’re pretty strict, not dating anyone from the school, people with “weak” quirks are ignored and I know that most of them staff are anti-quirkless” he said with a scowl.

Before the greenette could look even more depressed he put a hand on his shoulder making him meet his eyes “But! In the Sports Festival on U.A, if you show them that you can kick ass even with you being quirkless, I’m sure they will reconsider it”

“Y-You t-th-think so?” he asks, his eyes shining with hope.

“Of course! And well…if nothing works out we can all go to the vigilante path” the black-haired shrugged.

Himiko clapped her hands excitedly “I like vigilantes!! They do whatever they want!” she turned to the two boys “Why don’t we become vigilantes right away?”

Dabi let out a painful sigh “Let’s try the legal way first okay? Being a vigilante can get us into jail, if you two don’t get in the heroic department after the sports festival then we can try being vigilantes, consider it a plan B or whatever”

The other two teens nodded in understanding, they talked for the rest of the morning about their plans, they ended going back to the costume matter for Himiko’s excitement.

Dabi said he didn’t need to do his costume now, saying that he wasn’t ready to discuss his quirk yet, but he would tell them everything after he sort somethings out. The greenette understood, he himself still had to think about how he would re-design his costume to something better. He decided to think better about it after they pass the entrance exam.

Unlikely them, the blonde had many ideas to throw at him about her costume, emanating such excitement that the other two couldn’t help but smile around the girl.

She started to say random things that she wanted in the design, Dabi tried to call her out, saying that there is no way Izuku can work with so much random information, the greenette made a motion to the other leave her to spill out her imagination, it was okay, he would make it work.

The girl kept trying to see how the drawing was turning out but Dabi slapped her in the back of her head, giving that older brother look that says that you should behave or they will kick your ass.

Midoriya noted everything the girl said, getting a notebook where he usually drew new costumes concepts. He was good at designing but he didn’t know much about how to make the costume useful, like if they would need a weapon and etc…He thought about somethings that could get in hand but he would let the rest to the support department when they get in the course.

He hesitantly gave her his notebook, his hands shaking with nervousness, she took it on her hand with care, like it was made of glass, she could see how the notebooks were clearly important to the boy, so she didn’t want to damage it by accident.

He made a sign for her to flip the page to what she complied, she let out a gasp as soon as she saw the bright colors.

She was probably overreacting, but tears threaten to fall as she stared at the drawing, she never thought that one day she would have a hero costume design, she didn’t even have a place to call home two days ago, how would this type of thing even cross her mind?

Himiko caressed the page, her thumb tracing the sketchy lines of the drawing, the boy had talent, he drew her so realistic that she felt like looking at a mirror, she literally was seeing herself wearing the designed costume.

Izuku did his best to put everything that she gabbled out, she insisted on it having a skirt and a mask that would cover her mouth, the blonde asked to make her costume look cute, the main colors chosen by the girl being it pink and red. He used various shades of the two colors, adding a light yellow on some parts to make a contrast.

Himiko was surprised to see the cat ears that she mentioned earlier, he made a red headset with light pink cat ears on it.

“I was thinking that you could carry some syringes and tranquilizes” he said pointing to the pockets on the legs before bringing his finger to the belt “And put some small flashbangs and smoke grenades”

“The cat ears are just for aesthetics, but it would be useful to make them able to catch radios transmissions, and I made it a headset so you can communicate with whoever you're teaming with”

“I don’t know much about these things, so I’ll let the rest to the support department, I’m sure they will bring better ideas of gadgets and gear, I’m sorry I couldn’t be that usef-”

“Zuzu! This is perfect!” she brought him into a tight hug cutting him off of his signing babbling “Thank you so much, you have no idea how much I love it!”

“And don’t worry about making up gadgets, making the design is already more than I could have asked for” she says fondly, massaging his head as she stroked his hair.

He leaned to the touch, a small smile crossing his face happy that she liked the design. Another hand joined to pat his head, Dabi was by his side looking at the opened notebook.

“You did a good job kiddo” the corners of his mouth turned up into a small but genuine smile.

Being praised by both his friends brought a wide smile to his face making them look away so they wouldn’t be blinded. People never cared about his notes, they would always make fun of him because of it, so he really appreciated their compliments. It was good to have people who showed genuine interest to what he does.

Minutes later Inko opened the door, standing in the entrance as she cooed at them, both Dabi and Himiko had the broccoli boy stuck into a hug as they viciously patted his head, Izuku looked like he didn’t know if he should like it or if he should be worried for hearing a loud sniff from his right, the blonde was on the verge of tears from happiness of having the most precious boy make her costume design and for “having the most angelic and pure smile she has ever seen” according to her whisperings.    

Inko took a photo, adding it to her family’s album on her phone, she would print it out and frame them all later so she could put it on the apartment’s walls.

She faked a cough bringing their attention to her, but that didn’t stop them of stroking her son’s hair.

“Breakfast is ready kids, but first take a bath and change clothes since yesterday you kids went straight to sleep” she says kindly.

The trio nodded, Dabi and Himiko let out of their hold and ran towards the bathroom, pushing each other in the way so they could go first.

Izuku got up and got an already clean set of clothes from the drawer and slowly made his way behind them before Inko stopped him to get his hearing aids off giving him a “are you for real?” look, he smiled apologetic giving her his aids, before continuing to walk.  

She watched amusedly as the other two teens ran back to the room, forgetting to get their clean clothes, rolling her eyes she walked back to the kitchen.

Kids.

Himiko's hero costume:

Chapter Text

Izuku was sitting at the dinner table waiting patiently for his friends to arrive as he took a sip of his coffee, he was wearing one of the t-shirts he bought yesterday, he didn’t stop to read what was written on it when he got it but he’s not disappointed.

It was a grey T-Shirt with an arrow pointing up with the words “This is what depression looks like” below.

Perfect.

With his hearing aids on he heard loud footsteps going down the stairs, he did a double take when he saw what Dabi was wearing, it was a black tank top with “Send Noods” written on it with a ramen bowl drawing between the words…. when did he get that one? Did Himiko sneak that one in when they were shopping? No, by the black-haired teen’s smug face it wasn’t her work.

Speaking of Himiko, the blonde sprinted past the black-haired teen, almost making him fall on the stairs, she stopped in front of Izuku with an awkward smile, she wore a black skirt and a white top with “Feeling the purride” and a cat drawing on it.

Izuku noticed Himiko’s hair was…….

…something…

“I tried to do my hair by my own…” She scratched her neck shyly “It didn’t end very well” She looked away, embarrassed.

The greenette chuckled getting up and giving her his seat.

“Do you want me to do another hairstyle?”

The blonde thought to herself, she liked Inko’s hairstyle, but she was curious about how she would look with a different one.

She beamed at him “Yes!! Make me look badass!”

And so he did, he decided to do a Dutch Braid Fraux Hawk Pony hairstyle, it made her look older somehow, but it fits her nonetheless. Dabi and Mom seemed to approve his choice, the woman was giving them thumbs up and the dark-haired teen wore an impressed expression.

Himiko showed her appreciation for it by almost breaking his ribs with a tight hug, to which he responded with an awkward pat on her back since she had both his arms under hers.

After their show of affection, everyone gathered around the dinner table and ate breakfast. The two other teens were still not used to eating this well, so every time they would take a bite of their sandwiches they would tear up.

When they were done Himiko asked Inko if they could go take a walk, she wanted to discuss their plans for the entrance exam. Izuku and Dabi shared a glace, both silently wondering why they couldn’t discuss that at home but didn’t say anything against it.

The older Midoriya just nodded and gave them some money, just in case. She told them that she would contact a certain acquaintance of hers to verify how things were going on the case against Toga’s parents before leaving for work, which was relieving for all of them. She also promised that she would leave their lunch in the fridge before she saw them off.

With Himiko leading the charge, the three of them soon at their destination to talk about strategy, and of all the places she could have chosen to have this discussion, the blonde chose to have it in an ice cream parlor. Apparently, the reason why they went there of all places was so that they could be discreet and blend into the crowd and had absolutely nothing to do with her wanting to eat ice cream- nope, absolutely not.

“We need to make a schedule of things that we need to do in order to pass” Toga said,  her hands moving so fast as she spoke that she almost dropped her ice cream.

“So, what do we need to focus on?” Izuku signed, an almost completely eaten popsicle hanging out of his mouth.

“Hmmm...I know! We can learn fighting styles! We can’t be a one trick pony!” She said before devouring the rest of her ice cream in one bite and shivering when she got a brain freeze.

“I can teach you two self-defense and some couple of fighting styles that I’ve learned in the course” Dabi offered.

“Really!? But where are we going to train though? I don’t think it’s a good idea doing it at home…”

Izuku nodded in agreement before making a “O” with his mouth like he just had an idea, the other two looked at him expectantly.

“We could do it on the Dagobah beach, no one goes there anymore” The greenette suggested after a long pause.

“That…could work, actually…” Dabi said pensively.

“Yeah! I’ve never been there, but that sounds good” The blonde beamed.

“Well…. nobody goes there for a good reason, it’s covered with trash” Dabi scoffs, it annoys him how people could have let things get to that point, he remembers going to the Dagobah beach with his sibling when things were still okay, it was a great view.

“Aww…I’ve always wanted to go to the beach….” She trailed off disappointed.

Izuku gasped behind them, getting their attention once again, he seemed to perk up after what she said.

“W-We could c-clean up th-e b-each!”

“Hey, I like that!” The girl said, sharing his sudden excitement, seeming to understand his line of thought. “Not only it can help us build muscles mass but we could all go together to the beach with Inko after we’re done!!” Izuku nodded eagerly, happy that she thought the same.

“Are you two crazy!? That is going to take months!” Dabi said exasperated.

“We have time! And it’s motivating!”

The greenette nodded giving him the puppy eyes, that…that’s just not fair at all. He groaned.

“Besides!! We don’t have money to pay for fighting lessons, let alone to pay for the gym!!” She huffed.

“We need some muscles! So, the weight of my fists in the enemy’s face is heavier” She said the last sentence dramatically.

The black-haired boy rolled his eyes for what it seems the fifth time that day, he couldn’t help but agree though, she had a point, but damn, that’s too much for ten months.

“I want the weight of my knee to be so big that when it makes contact with that bitch's balls again he will throw up his testicles” She continued darkly.

Dabi let out an ugly snort putting a hand on his mouth to contain his laughter, oh my God, how can she even think of these things let alone say it out loud?

The younger boy stared at him in confusion and apprehension at the girl’s words, without him needing to ask, Dabi explained:

“Oh yeah, yesterday Himiko went to the Bakugou’s apartment and kicked mister explodyboy’s two golden raspberries award” He said smugly.

They both laughed at how the greennet’s expression morphed from total confusion to utter shock and horror.

“Why would you do that!?”  He signs exasperated.

“Because he’s a cunt and he messed with you” She says non-apologetic “Besides we don’t need more mini Bitchugous being made”

Izuku sighed heavily but couldn’t help but smile, happy that they cared about him. He just hopes that if they pass the exam or the sports festival that they don’t stay in the same class as Bakugou. or things will get really bad.

Like she had read his thoughts she huffs “If we stay in the same class I won’t hold myself back from clawing his face off if he tries to bully you” She growled.

“I doubt U.A will let his temper pass by without notice, he would either be expelled or they would put him in anger management and keep an eye on him if he does something like he did at your old school” Dabi added with disdain.

“Y-You th-thi-nk so?” The greenette asked uncertain “I-I m-mean….” He bought his hands up.

“The teachers never had done anything about it back then …”

Himiko frowned after she translated what he said, Dabi mirroring her expression.

“Your teachers were fucking assholes and should have done something” The boy grits out between clenched teeth. “But it’s U.A we are talking about, they don’t tolerate this type of shit”

His shoulders loosened up like he just got rid of the weight off them, he hopes that’s the case, as much as Bakugou has potential to be a powerful hero, he’s going nowhere with that personality of his. Hopefully when he gets in U.A (because he definitely will) he will grow to be a better person.

“So!” Izuku claps his hands before signing “How are going to take the trash out of the beach? I didn’t think about this…”

They’ve decided to start their cleaning right away, so here they are, staring at the beach like it was a haunted house …. there is too much trash, waaay too much trash.

“Uhhhhh” The blonde spaced out, trying to think of a solution, Dabi only stares at both of them with an arched brow like he’s saying “I told you”, which wasn’t helping the situation because it did sound like a good an idea at the heat of the moment, they just didn’t think through it.

“Oh, hello you three!” A voice came from behind them, they turned and blinked, it’s the pink-haired woman from the Hair Salon running toward their direction, what’s her name again? Oh yes, Hatsume Ayane, isn’t it? She was waving her hand at them with a big smile, they waved back and went to encounter with her.

“Hatsume-san! What are you doing here?” Toga asked with a big smile.

“I was going to ask you the same thing” She chuckled, she stared at the shining sun’s reflection on the beach’s water nostalgically.

“This beach used to be so full of people before being covered in trash, the sight was breathtaking, sometimes I come here just so I can remember how it once was” She says sadly

….

“Well, that and I always bring some things from the beach home for personal interests!" Ayane laughs hysterically before staring back at them “It’s pretty hard to find the good stuff among so much trash though”

The three exchanged glances between them, was this a signal?

“Well…we were thinking of cleaning the beach…” Dabi started but didn’t have the chance to continued as the woman stared at him with big owlish eyes and spoke.

“Are you serious?” Her eyes narrowed.

The trio nodded uncertainly.

“….if you’re really going to do that you are going to need to take the garbage to the dumping ground, and going on foot isn’t going to work”

Yeah, that’s what they were thinking too….

“So, if you kids are really willing to clean it I can let you borrow my truck!” The woman beamed.

“For real!?” Himiko beamed back.

“Yeah! I will leave it here and when the truck is fullI’ll drive it there! As long you separate everything you think that still can be used” She winked at them.

“I was going to offer my help to clean it with you but I have a feeling you three have second intentions on doing this” She grins.

“Well…. we wanted to train a little for the U.A exam entrance” The blonde answered for them scratching the back of her head awkwardly, the other two nodded.   

“I knew it! Wait! U.A? My daughter is going there as well!”

“Is she applying for the Hero Course?” Dabi arched a brow curiously.

“Nope! Support Department” She flashed them a proud smile “I’m sure that she will be excited to work on your hero costumes when you get in!”

“That’s going to take a while though…” The greenette signed sadly, Toga translated it with a scowl but nodded.

“Oh? Why is that?” The woman asks curiously.

“I don’t have a flashy quirk” Himiko began “…And Izu is….. quirkless….” She said cautiously, eyeing the woman in awareness, ready to rebut any mean words the woman could possibly spill to her friend.

The woman made a face at that, the duo glared at her but she seemed too lost in thought to notice them or the freckled boy who was cowering behind them.

“Oh…so you’ll have to earn your spot in the sports festival, right?” She said more to herself than for the trio.

“I’m not doubting your potential, but you both are going to need some good gear to compensate your non-flashy quirks. Oh! And don’t gain too much muscle mass! People with weak quirks- or in your case a lack of one need to be more agile, like Eraserhead!” Ayane said somehow excited.

Toga and Dabi exchanged a surprised look between them. Well, they weren’t expecting the woman to just brush off the quirkless matter like it was nothing, they stared at her, unsure of how to react, unlike Izuku, who was nodding to everything the woman was saying with stars in his eyes.

She started to point out items that they could carry and how some equipment may need them have their Hero license first before they acquire them, he noted everything in his noteboo-wait where did he get that notebook from? They were pretty sure the boy hadn’t brought it with him???

“You know a lot about support items…” The older teen states.

Hatsume beams at them “I myself worked with hero support items for a while! I still do it as a side job, but I’m taking some time off, working at the salon is really relaxing!! Just doing people’s hair and chatting and no thousands of hero’s demands for gear every single minute” She sighed exasperatedly.

“It’s a great job but really stressful as well, I told Mei to get some rest if she gets too overwhelmed and come work with me in the salon for a while just in case.”

“Wow, it does really sound stressful,” Toga frowned.

“You have no idea!  The problem is not even the demands of making new equipment but the ones for fixing them! Heroes usually go with everything against villains, not caring that it will damage themselves or their costume, so we receive a lot of heroes asking us to fix their costumes as soon as possible,” She seemed tired just by talking about it.

“That reminds me, when you three get in the course don’t force yourself into exhaustion and overuse your quirks!” She said pointing to the duo quirk users. “Not only is that not healthy, but it will damage your costumes! Think about those who worked hard on them!” She huffs.

“Got it?” She glares at them with a protective mother aura.

“Yes, ma’am!” They agreed.

Izuku chuckled as he watched his friends bowed respectfully to Ayane, said woman then turns to look at him with the same aura. Oh no.

“You as well young man! Don’t you dare go overboard to prove that you deserve your spot in the course, you will have already proved that by entering the course!”

“Y-Yes m-ma’a-m!”

“Good!” She said satisfied “Now shoo! The earlier you start the better!” She shooed them towards the beach leaving to get her truck.

They eyed the vast place and sighed, this is going to take a while…. some months to be more precise.

Today is a beautiful day, the sun is shining, the birds are chirping, people are outside making the most of it, but for him it’s a perfect day to stay at home, sleeping until he gets migraine from oversleeping , but no, of course he couldn’t just spend it by doing that.

Aizawa and Yamada, two Pro Heroes, were walking outside without being recognized, one was jumping in joy like he just won the lottery, the other was being dragged like a corpse ready to be disposed. It was their day off, so the couple went for a walk, the blonde insisted on getting ice cream whining like a child when the Aizawa begged to just stay home. Why did they have to go outside? Everything is so loud, his eyes hurt just by having them open, he just wanted to sleep….is that too much to ask?

They were passing by Dagobah Beach when they heard a shout. Curious, Hizashi dragged his husband to see what was happening, the other man groaned but didn’t even try to stop him.

They found themselves watching a blonde girl almost tripping as she rolled a huge car tire out of the sand into a truck, there was an older boy who was pointing at her and laughing while another boy with green curly hair just rolled on the sand,  bracing himself in pain.

The couple didn’t expect the girl to furiously make her way towards the teen, he tried to run but she jumped on his back, wrapping her legs around him and making him fall with his face into the sand. The black-haired teen turned his head with difficult spitting some sand from his mouth.

“What the fuck Himiko!!”

“Why are you not helping you big duffus!?”

“You’re the one training!”

“You were supposed to train too! I don’t care that you can get in U.A without the exam, if I have to suffer you have too!” She puts him in a sleeper hold.

The green-haired kid was now standing by the side of the other two figures, he was staring at them like he didn’t know if he should intervene or just keep watching, either way, he didn’t seem surprised by their antics.  

The scene was amusing to watch, the teens with the exception of the greenette were practically yelling to each other, the blonde saying something about how they need to do everything they can to get in U.A because of their quirks.

Hizashi looked at his husband with the intent to tease him about his potential new students but stopped when he saw his face.

Aizawa was watching the scene puzzled, his eyes narrowed and staring straight at the black-haired teen, he frowned, many emotions crossing his face, nostalgia, disbelief, and confusion flashing on his eyes.

No, that couldn’t be…. he can’t believe his eyes, this must be an effect from his lack of sleep, that’s the only explanation for this. He blinked and the black-haired teen was still there, getting up from the sand wiping the sand from his clothes.

That’s when the boy notices them, his eyes widened as he did a double take, he looks at them suspiciously for a minute until he meets Shouta’s eyes and freeze, he opens and closes his mouth like a fish above water.

The boy recognized him, he is staring at Aizawa like a deer in the headlight and that’s it, that’s when he is sure, that yes, this is who he thinks it is.

“Touya?” He breathes out.

Chapter Text

Aizawa Shouta, also known as Eresarhead, has started his career as a teacher at U.A. This was his first year, so far so good, he has expelled half of the class already, most of the kids entered for the fame and got into the hero course unprepared, if they were going to die for being selfish out in the field then better save the teen’s parents from the loss.

He’s here to train them to be heroes if they don’t have potential, they are expelled. If they are not fit for it, they get expelled. Some of them didn’t even look like they wanted to be here like they were forced to go here. He needs to talk to Nedzu about checking next years if the students are here from their own will, either way, he expelled them, it was really bizarre to watch someone cry in joy for being expelled.

Those who he let stay were few, but at least they had potential, all of them. There were some students that stood out in class, one of them being Todoroki Touya, recommended by Endeavor the number two hero.  In the beginning, he kept an eye on the kid, he had worked with his father and he was not pleasant to deal with, gotta make sure his kid doesn’t end up as arrogant as him.

His efforts weren’t in vain since the kid started to open up more to his classmates, he was usually quiet and wouldn’t talk to anyone unless any teacher got him to answer a math or English question, always focused on the results but never socializing. But as the days passed by he made friends and got to be more talkative.

It was then that he noticed that the kid was nothing like his father, and seemed to dislike it when his classmates compared the two of them  or if he was asked too much about his home life., That intrigued him, he knows Endeavor isn’t a pleasant person, but he never thought that his own son would show such distaste by just by hearing his name. Fortunately, the other kids noticed it was a touchy subject and stopped asking, which made the teen feel even more comfortable around his fellow classmates.

At some point he got comfortable enough to actually be himself and dammit, the kid could be worse than Hizashi in the joke department, same could be said about him being a pain in the ass, both of them joined forces in playing pranks on him. Great.

Well, at least Todoroki was finally himself around them, he was the one who united the class with his charisma and he was a pretty good strategist, so when Aizawa would bring the Villains vs Heroes exercise his classmates would fight to get him on their team.  

The boy prioritized hand-to-hand combat more than using his fire, saying that he couldn't just rely on his quirk, so when the boy fought practically quirkless on most exercises, Shouta wouldn't say anything, just admired the kid's determination.

Shouta would never admit it, but he got fond of his students throughout the year (at least, the ones that managed to not get expelled). he wouldn’t ever let it show, of course, he has to keep up appearances, but yeah, they were his kids, they were all dumbasses but their hearts were in the right place and he was proud of them.  

At the second year of the course, the students trusted him enough to rely on him when they needed help and he always knew when there was something bothering them., Some students had problems at home, some would get too stressed, didn’t matter what, they knew he would always be there for them.

 A couple of students started to make fun of him because of that, it was a good-hearted joke though, nothing harmful. Every once in a while, they would call him Dad if he was too demanding, to their delight, every time he would always sputter and lose his composure.

It didn't take too long to some members of the staff to get to find out about this and he soon had Hizashi and Kayama calling him DadZawa, to which Vlad King narrowed his eyes every time, muttering something like "Why don't mine call me that?", he totally didn’t shoot the man a malicious grin at that.

It became a common habit for him to hear his students calling him Dad after a while, the little shits had no shame in doing so. Todoroki was the one who he got the closest with among the other students, the brat was always trying to get on his nerves, so it didn’t surprise him when even Touya joined in the fun, it’s not like he was complaining though.

But what did surprise him was when the boy had started acting strange, it has been happening for a while now, almost a week. It was in a hand-to-hand training that forced Shouta to finally take action, the kid couldn’t dodge in time as the punch his classmate had thrown sent him flying two meters away from where he stood, falling on his back as he grunted in pain.

“Holy shit! I’m so sorry Todoroki-kun!!!” The girl who was his sparring partner ran towards him extending her hand to help him stand up. “I’m so, so, so sorry! I thought you saw that one coming!!” She apologized exasperatedly.

“Nah, it’s okay, but I gotta say, that was one hell of a punch gurl” He said, grinning like the Cheshire cat, winking at her and getting a surprised chuckle from his classmate, “For real though, it’s okay,” He shrugged it off.

She frowned a bit “Are you sure? You don’t seem too well Roki” The girl said worriedly.

Okay, that’s his cue, he walked into the scene and analyzed the boy, she was right, he didn’t look good. He could tell that he got a concussion from the dizziness, the kid attempted to hide his condition as he drew closer.

“Alright, that’s it for today!” He announced to the students who stopped sparring to look at what happened “Go home and get some rest or whatever” He looked back to Todoroki “You go to Recovery Girl and stay there” He spoke harshly.

“What!? But I’m fine!”

A glare from his homeroom teacher made him shut up, the girl giggled along with her classmates, she gave one last glance at the boy and waved goodbye, saying sorry one last time before leaving with the others.

Aizawa and Touya walked side by side towards the infirmary, the two bickering all the whole way.

“You need to pay more attention problem child, you’re not usually this distracted, this is the third time this week” He meant to be harsh but it ended up sounding more worriedly than anything else.

Todoroki had improved a lot during the year, his hand-to-hand combat had been impressive to begin with, but now he was almost as good as Gunhead. His reflexes were incredible, so it was unsettling that he hasn’t been doing well in training lately.

“Okay, dad , I was just lost in thought, not gonna happen again old man, promise” Todoroki made a scout sign in mockery.

He narrowed his eyes “I’m serious Touya” Shouta reprimanded him with a stern look.

The teen threw his arms up “Me too Zawa!” He said exasperatedly before chuckling lightly.

 “For real though, I’ve just been thinking too much” He shrugged noncommittally.

“About what?” Asked the Pro Hero curiously, more to distract the boy to keep talking, he seemed to be losing his balance so he was touching shoulders with the kid just in case he fell.

The boy stopped in his tracks for a short second but returned to walking, faltering a bit to the side “...stuff, it’s complicated” His student said dizzily suddenly tired.

He hummed to show he was listening, what could it be? Todoroki was clearly uncomfortable, the topic must be a sensitive one, enough for him hesitate in sharing it.

“If you need someone to talk about it…” He offered not sure if it would be welcomed “You kids are my responsibility, so if listening to…whatever is bothering you helps you feel better to continue with your studies without distractions…” He stopped talking when the boy at his side snorted.  

The brat had the audacity of giving him the widest mocking smile he has ever shown. “You’re living up to your title as DadZawa, you know” That gained a long-suffering sigh from the Hero, he dared to laugh at his teacher’s pained frown, getting the man to slap him across the arm for being a nuisance, that didn’t stop him from laughing though.

“Next time I’ll just let your classmates knock you out cold” The black-haired muttered.

“Oww don’t be like that! I was just joking!” The teen whined “But back on the topic! I’ll seek you out if I feel like sharing it” He said thankful for his offer.

“Yeah, yeah, now go ahead, get yourself healed and go home” The man hushed him to leave “Get out of my sight Problem Child”

“Yeah sure” The red-head rolled his eyes “Give a slap on Mic’s ass for me, please” He grinned before turning to leave.

“You’re unbearable” Aizawa groaned but didn’t put much effort into hiding his grin.

The teen pretended to not hear him and sprinted towards the infirmary, he stopped outside it and glanced at him one last time. “Go get him, tiger! Whoop, Whoop!” His student yelled before entering the infirmary.

Aizawa rolled his eyes and turned to leave, he grinned to himself when he heard a distant recognizable bang from a cane behind the door followed by a yelp from his student.

Shouta knew something was off with Todoroki, he was seriously getting worried about the kid, he never came to him to talk about what was bothering him and now the boy’s behavior seemed to get worse each week after the sparring incident.

He started to doze off at all teacher’s classes and every time he was awake he didn’t seem to be fully there, his eyes were glassy and without life, his students would mutter in class about how the boy wouldn’t eat at school anymore, they were all getting worried at his lack of jokes and felt bothered by his complete silence.

The boy was getting worse and as his teacher, he had to make an intervention.

He decided to confront him in the changing room, apparently, Todoroki has been changing after everyone had already gone home from every PE Lesson for some reason, he can’t complain though, it made it easier for him so they could talk without anyone prying.

When he entered the room Touya didn’t notice him, he was too busy putting his gym uniform into his bag, Aizawa was about to make his presence known when he noticed something he will never forget, he froze, his eyes not leaving neither stopping from analyzing his student’s torso.

He was covered in bruises, his forearm and back had burn marks all over it, some he deducted to be third-degree burns because where it was supposed to be his skin there was only burnt flesh, they seemed fresh…and it seemed like one of his ribs was poking his left side.

“Kid….” He breathed out shakily.

Todoroki flinched startled, he turned to see his teacher looking at him with a horrified expression on his face, his eyes on his burns that he immediately tried to hide by putting his shirt as fast as he could.

“…what happened to you?” Aizawa pretends to not noticed the panic on his student’s eyes.

“O-Oh! Haha, I-It was an accident you know, I…my-quirk did this to me, I overused, it-will heal though, you don’t have to worry” The boy hurried an excuse his voice trembling from panic.

“Todoroki…they’re third-degree burns, they’re not going to heal and you’re covered in bruises, now tell me what actually happened” He said sternly crossing his arms, his face was blank, but anyone could tell he was worried.

“But it-it’s true! It’s my quirk’s fault! And…. I may or may not have picked a fight with someone, that’s why there are bruises”

He narrowed his eyes, the kid was good at many things, but lying was not one of them.

“Who did this to you?” He tried to press.

“It doesn’t matter, it was just a street fight, I don’t even remember the guy’s face!” The teen answered getting slightly irritated, which wasn’t helping regulating his rapid breathing.

Alright, pressing him won’t work, that doesn’t lower his worry for the boy, but he decided to let it go, just this time.

“I’ve already told you can talk to me about this stuff, didn’t I?” He says trying to not show his hurt and disappointment.

Touya stared at him guiltily, his turquoise eyes looking down “I know…. I’m sorry” He said numbly. “Thank you Zawa, but really, it’s nothing, I promise, I can deal with this on my own” He said before gathering his things, he walked past his homeroom teacher, holding his more damaged arm in pain.

Aizawa grabbed the teen’s arm gently as to not hurt him more than he already is, the red-haired stopped, staring at him in surprise.

“I’m serious…if someone is doing this to you I can help, I’m not dumb kid, it’s been weeks since you have been a ghost of yourself, this is not something that happened just today and I’m pretty sure is not going to be the last time” As he says that he didn’t break eye contact, but Touya did when his lips started to tremble, he looked down unable to look at his teacher.

“It doesn’t matter what, I’ll help you, okay?” He said serenely through a sigh letting go of his arm to put his hand on the boy’s shoulder.

“Do you…do y-you really mean that?” The boy’s eyes watered but he didn’t dare let a single tear fall.

It hurts him to hear the desperation on his student’s voice like he couldn’t believe what he was hearing, he looked so fragile, sometimes he forgets they’re all still just children, children that are his responsibility to take care of.

“Of course, I care about you kid, all of us teachers are worried about you, your classmates as well” He says softly trying to reassure him.

“I-I…. a-alright, okay, okay…. but, n-not today…I’m late for-… I-I’ll tell you tomorrow”

He stared at the boy for a long minute before letting go of his arm “Good, now let’s get you to a hospital, this isn’t something Recovery Girl can help with” His voice made it clear that there was no room for protests, his student only nodded in defeat, whatever he was late for it could wait a bit.

Shouta had to ask Hizashi to take them since he doesn’t drive, he didn’t tell the blond anything, it wasn’t his place to share, but that didn't stop the hero from giving worried glances through the front mirror, watching as their student fidgeted in discomfort in the backseat.

 When they arrived at the hospital, it didn’t take too long for them to get attended, probably because they recognized Present Mic and marked them as priority. When the doctors took a further look at the damage his kid Todoroki had, Aizawa got to know the real extent of his injuries, it was worse than he thought.

The boy had multiple broken ribs, one that he had previously noticed, was poking his side, it almost went through his flesh. His arm’s bones were slightly fractured and there were nasty burns on his legs. He was furious the entire examination, staring at the injuries like they were at fault, he only got himself to calm down when two nurses with healing quirks dealt with the most extreme injuries.

Whoever hurt this kid was going to pay for this, he just hopes the boy will tell him the next day and not try dodging the matter like last time. Well, even if he won't tell him, he wouldn’t mediate efforts to finding it out himself.

The Nurse who finished patching the boy up told them that if he overused his quirk like this again, then there would be nothing they could do to save his skin.

Since it was two Pro Heroes who brought Todoroki in, they trusted them to take him to his family safely, for some reason Touya let out a sigh of relief when they didn’t ask for a name or tried to call his father, that got Shouta…. suspicious, he would have to ask the kid about it tomorrow.

When they left, Touya was tenser than before, he insisted that they didn’t need to take him home and after a long discussion, they came to an agreement to leave him one block from where he lived just like the teen begged.

Aizawa didn’t sleep well that night, how could he? He couldn’t stop himself from remembering the expression the boy wore when they left him like he didn’t want to go home, he looked terrified and after he seemed to admit defeat and said goodbye...

He said it like they were never going to see each other again.

Aizawa arrived earlier at U.A the next day, he was anxious, today was the day, Touya would tell him what the hell he got himself into. He was telling the truth when he said he was going to help no matter what, but he couldn’t help but be nervous. He hopes he would be able to help just like he promised.

Class started….and Todoroki didn’t arrive, he was never late, did something happen? He spent the rest of the class unfocused, the students exchanged worried glances between them, always looking at the empty seat like they knew something bad had happened.

Maybe he got sick? No, that was too convenient, he probably wanted to tell his father first, yeah, that could be it. He will let it pass, this is something important if the teen needed more time then so be it.

That’s what he told himself every single day after that, two days passed, then five then eight, until it has been two weeks since they talked and he couldn’t stop worrying. Nedzu had made a call to the Todoroki household but no one had picked up, so he left voice mails in hope that they would return his call soon. They wanted to pay him a visit but the number two had made it clear to not come over without invitation.

The rat didn’t want to admit, but he was worried as well, especially after Aizawa told him about their conversation. The Principal seemed to know something that he didn’t and he was starting to get pissed off that the little shit wouldn’t tell him, but if the mammal was anxious for not having any news about the Todorokis, then it must be pretty bad.

After another week passed, Nedzu visited his classroom and called him to his office one day in the middle of the class, interrupting his lesson. He was going to ask what he wanted, but Nedzu beat him to it, he got up on his desk and motioned for him to lean over, “It’s about Touya” the mammal whispered into his ear before jumping onto the floor and leaving the classroom, he didn’t need any more explanation, he ran after the Principal, leaving a set of confused students.

When Aizawa arrived at the creature’s office he found Nedzu and Endeavor in a staring contest, the man was glaring at the mammal like he could kill him just by wishing for it.

After making his presence known the number two tried to regain some composure, the man said he had to inform them about something important, at his side the Principal tensed, immediately knowing something was wrong from the man’s tone.

That’s when Enji told them the news, Todoroki Touya won’t ever be coming back to their school, not because they didn't meet his or Endeavor’s expectations or because he had a change of interests and wanted to apply to another school.

 He won’t come back, simply because he is dead.

Dead.

This word repeated on his mind non-stop, Aizawa was sitting at the chair next to the Principal, numbly staring at nothing with dazed eyes, it was like time had slowed, he could see the firey-haired hero’s lips moving but he couldn’t make anything out of what he was saying. He felt like his heart had stopped beating like his lungs stopped pumping air into his chest.

How did he die? This was the question he couldn’t stop asking himself until a look of panic crossed his features. The person who was hurting him, was he responsible for his death?

The rat-bear had his paws interlaced, his teacup set aside, forgotten. He didn’t seem happy at all and wasn’t trying to hide it under his facade like he usually did, this was the first time that anyone has ever seen the mammal like this.

Nedzu’s prided student, the boy he was so fond of… Touya wasn’t just an exceptional student but a good kid as well, it was hard not to like him, he was charismatic and full of potential, even when he got to the second year on heroics, he still didn’t stop surprising him and the teachers, he was one of the few humans who manage to peak his interest and now he’s gone…

“Dead you say…. how did this happen if you may explain?” The Principal asked carefully.

“It was unfortunate, he… committed suicide…” The man said apathetically, not giving more than that as an explanation. They wondered if he even felt anything toward his son’s death at all, Aizawa would have punched bastard’s face if it wasn’t for his state of shock.

“I see…. I apologize in my and the rest of the staff’s behalf for failing in noticing his illness and getting him the treatment and attention he deserved” Said Nedzu solemnly.

Aizawa felt a knot in his throat, it was like this wasn’t real, it couldn’t be real, he must be trapped in a terrible nightmare, there is no way Touya would commit suicide, there was no reason for him to do that…. or was he too blind to see the signs?

He should have paid more attention, he missed the signs, what were them? He tried to remember the past days the boy had attended school, he was acting weird, but he didn’t think it was something that could indicate depression. When he found the boy beaten up he thought his strange behavior was a result of his aggressor’s doing …was he wrong? Were those injuries self-inflicted? Was this why he hesitated to tell him what was happening? From shame? Fear he wouldn’t understand? Was this what the boy was going to tell him?

Shouta almost jumped, startled as Todoroki Enji huffed and waved his hand dismissively as he has just been told a bad excuse “I’m sure no one would have the time to waste with something so pitiful, it’s not your fault that my son was so pathetically weak” He told them gritting his teeth in anger.

The two School’s staff froze in place.

What?

The number two was oblivious to Aizawa’s floating hair and Nedzu’s eyes twitching in fury.

“If he couldn’t handle the stress then this may have been for the best” The man continued, not reading the room “My job here is over, I just needed to tell you the reasons for his future absences, I have work to do, farewell” Enji said before standing up and walking himself out of the room abruptly closing the door behind him as he left.

As the man finally left Aizawa turned to stare at the creature at his side. “You know something don’t you?”

The mammal for once couldn’t stop from flinching at the accusatory words from the Hero. He was expecting it, but it still sends shivers through his spine how the man spoke with such venom on his words, he took a sip of tea not letting his eyes off the door.

“I had my…. suspicions” He started, not meeting his co-worker’s judging eyes “Todoroki Enji has always been someone to keep an eye on, for the wrong reasons, too ambitious, too violent, lots of villains had been killed when they’ve already surrounded, burned alive, those who survived had to deal with extreme injuries” He sighed “He always had…. a rather violent nature in dealing with things he couldn't control...I hoped that he didn't do the same when dealing with his own child”

The creature put his cup back at the table slowly, playing with his paws, he finally looked at Aizawa, he looked like he couldn’t believe what he was saying like he didn’t want to connect the dots, but when he finally did, he shook in anger.

“Are you implying he may be the cause of Touya’s injuries?” The man asked through gritted teeth.

“Maybe…. he made it clear to me to not keep Touya after school hours because he would be late for training, he has never been someone with much patience”

Before the man could say anything, he continued. “And no, there is nothing we can do Aizawa, the only witness we had is-….dead..”

“What about the Hero Commiss-“

“They know, they know everything, that’s their job, they just don’t care” He smiled faintly “He’s the number two, that’s all that matters for them, that and how everyone needs to believe Heroes have no flaws, if people knew such a…. ‘beloved’ Hero has been abusing one of his children, then people would start losing faith in Heroes” 

“So, you’re telling me, that a Hero abused one of my students, drove him to suicide and we can’t do anything about it! ?” He was screaming by the end of his sentence.

“Unfortunately, that’s exactly what I mean” The rats drank the rest of his tea and set the cup aside. “Trust me when I say this, I’m just as frustrated as you, Todoroki Touya was an excellent human child” The mammal let himself smile sympathetically “He will be missed” He let out a heavy sigh.

Aizawa didn’t say anything for a long time, letting the silent dread prolong for too long. He felt like he could have done something, he could have prevented this, if only he tried harder to get the boy to tell him what was wrong, but now it was too late.

“Yes, he will” He finally broke the silence as tears fell into the floor.

Chapter Text

The Erasure Pro Hero and the black-haired teen stared at each other wide-eyed for what seemed like an eternity. Aizawa felt a sudden sense of dread that hit at his core, his heart skipping a beat.

 This can’t be possible, it can’t be real, can it?

Yeah, he’s probably dreaming right now, Hizashi probably forgot to wake him up and his brain decided to fuck with him while he sleeps. He won’t lie though, he wishes this was real. It felt real…

Those same turquoise eyes, the way he spoke with the blond girl, teasingly but still carrying the fondness he felt for her. Just like his kid Touya acted around him and Yamada, around the people he felt safe with, the people he trusted. And yet he still failed to save him.

Yamada tried to break him out of his daze by grabbing his shoulder shaking him back and forth worriedly, bringing him back to reality, he blinked, his eyes still cloudy. His husband stared at him in horror, like he had just witnessed a murder.

“…Shouta? W-Why did you say that name?” The blond asked, his voice cracking up.

Aizawa dazedly turned to look back at the teen who was still frozen in place, ignoring his husband’s attempts to shake him out of his daydreaming. He wonders why his mind would have Touya fully scarred in his dreams, he didn’t have that many when they last saw each other. They seemed so painful.

Yamada gave up on snapping the man out of his mind, he followed the other’s gaze making eye contact with the teen, who finally broke out from his shock and looked down at his shoes, stuffing his clenched fists in his pockets, fidgeting uncomfortably under the men’s gazes.

Dab-Touya was so stunned that his heart skipped a beat. After he had recovered himself from his shock he hesitantly brought himself to look at them in the eye and gave them a broken smile, he winced as drops of blood came out from his stitches.

“H-Hey Zashi” The teen said eyes on the blond before looking at the hopeful man at his side with a fond look. “Zawa,” he said almost as a whisper with an uncertain smirk.

Aizawa held his breath for a moment feeling a knot in his throat, he can’t do this…it’s been years…it still hurts, he wants to believe, to grab onto this false hope, but it’s too much. So he just stays there, not moving.

Meanwhile, Hizashi let out a short gasp staring at the boy like he was a ghost, the teen laughed awkwardly looking anywhere but at the couple.

Once that first tear broke free, the rest followed in an unbroken stream. Hizashi ran towards the boy, bringing him into a tight embrace, the once red-haired teen tensed at the touch, not really expecting the sudden move. After a second of hesitation, fighting tears back, he returned the embrace, burying his face into the blond’s neck.

The Pro Hero tightened his hold as Touya soaked the crook of his neck with tears, the boy’s shoulder shaking slightly. He squeezed him in his hold repeatedly like he was making sure he was actually there and wouldn’t disappear on him. Again.

The other two kids who were watching the scene confused ran towards their friend’s side as soon as they realized he was crying.

Himiko was watching the tired man like he was a threat with a withering glare. she had grabbed a piece of sharp metal on her way and brushed her thumb on the tip, the object fidgeting in her hand. She didn’t take her eyes off of him, watching him carefully with a sharp half-amused, half-angered smile, like a predator stalking her prey, waiting for it to make a move so she could slice its throat.

She was counting on Izuku to get Dabi off of the other man and ask what the hell was going on. Said boy had panicked at first when he saw his friend tense from far away.

Touya and the two other men stared at each other for an incredibly awkward amount of time. Then out of nowhere, the blond threw himself at Dabi when his friend had said something she couldn’t hear from this distance.

Unlike Himiko, Izuku had calmed down a bit when he noticed that Dabi had hugged the other man back, meaning that they knew each other somehow, but Himiko looked like she could kill the two strangers with her glare.

So while she stared at the man like a wild animal, the greenette shyly tapped the blond man on the shoulder, frowning when he noticed the tears falling on the man’s cheeks, he felt like he was intruding on an important matter.

The man opened his eyes slowly, blinking off tears. He looked at Izuku and gave him a small, strained smile, still holding his friend in a tight embrace. Midoriya’s eyes widened as he got a better look at the blonde.

He gasped loudly, catching the girl’s attention. He looked at the other black-haired man and back to the blond guy several times until he recovered from his internal fanboy screaming and signed to Himiko.

“It’s Present Mic and Eraserhead!!”

“What!? No way!!” The girl let out an excited screech dropping the sharp object into the sand, she now looked at them in awe. The dark-haired man looked at her wide-eyed in shock like he couldn’t believe she was now fangirling over them when half a second ago she looked like she was ready to commit murder.

Yamada leaned away from Touya, squeezing the boy’s shoulder in comfort as the other aggressively wiped away his tears. The Pro Hero let out a wet laugh, this was really Touya.

This kid has so much to explain...

Hizashi turned to look at the two kids who recognized him. They were torn between staring at him in awe and looking worried since their friend was still crying.

He walked towards the kids glancing at Touya over his shoulders and whispering “I’ll get the kids busy, go talk to him” Touya nodded still not meeting his eyes.

Midoriya and Himiko didn’t have time to ask their friend how they knew each other since the Pro Hero proceeded to walk towards them and yelled his catchphrase, resulting in having two teenagers squealing in excitement as he happily led them away.

They stood in front of each other for a long awkward time in silence. Neither of them knew how to proceed, a heavy tension filling the air.

Touya couldn’t bring himself to look at the man, he felt ashamed for running away like the coward he is, just the thought of his once teacher being disappointed at him made him want to disappear. God, he must look so pathetic right now.

Sighing, he rubbed his temples. He hasn't said anything yet and he already feels a headache incoming, he just wants to get over with this as soon as possible. After some more minutes of silence, he gathered the courage to confront the man.

As soon as he looked up, his eyes widened slightly, his former teacher was just standing there, staring at him with cloudy eyes, like he was still trying to comprehend what was going on.

“Zawa?”

The man didn’t show any reaction, he frowned, was he that disappointed?

“Listen, I’m so-“

“You’re alive…”

Touya blinked, taken aback. “What?”

“You’re alive” The man continued ignoring the other’s confusion, letting out a shaky, relieved sigh.

Todoroki had never seen his teacher look this broken before, not even when Hizashi got hurt that one time while patrolling had he dared to show this much emotion. He felt guilty for being the reason that the man looked like he was about to have a breakdown.

“We were told by Endeavor that you killed yourself” The long-haired man said with a broken voice, wiping the tears that were falling down his face.

Touya did a double-take shocked. Killed himself? Did that bastard really give that excuse? So many possible ways to tell people why he disappeared and he chose to tell people that he committed suicide!? Son of a bitch!

Oh wait…

A feeling of dread crept up from the pit of his stomach, his eyes widened in horror as realization hit him. God, they mourned over his “death” for three fucking years. Now it makes sense why both men were looking at him in utter disbelief earlier. He thought it was because of his scars or for being gone for so long... fuck.

“I failed you.”

What?

Startled the teen turned back his attention to his once teacher, the man carried the expression of someone who just realized they have done something terrible. Before he could speak up the man continued.

“I failed to notice the signs.”

Touya flinched at how bitter the words were spoken, the man was mad, but his anger wasn’t directed at him, no, it was directed at himself.

Aizawa shook his head, looking down at the sand like it had personally offended him, “I could have gotten you out of that place, I shouldn’t have taken you home that day if only I had paid more attention…”

His eyes narrowed, he shouldn’t feel responsible about what happened to him, Aizawa had done nothing but show support when he needed it most. It never crossed his mind to blame the man, after all, he did try to help. “There was nothing you could have done ‘Zawa…he was- is the number two after all, and I’m certain that even if I told the Hero Commission about his crimes, no one would have believed me.”

The Pro Hero pursed his lips, Touya wasn’t wrong, Nedzu had said the same thing, but he just… there had to be something that he could have done, anything…

Sighing sadly, the teen walked towards the tired man, he had made no sign that he acknowledged his presence as he sat next to where the man was standing on the sand.

“Don’t blame yourself, please…if anything, it was my fault for not telling you earlier…”

Aizawa shook his head letting out a distressed sigh as he sat as well. “You’re not at fault.” The teen hummed in response before the two of them silently agreeing that both weren’t at fault.

They both watched Hizashi as he made exaggerated movements and poses as he probably talked about one of his ridiculous and totally not made up stories to the other two teens who looked at him with stars in their eyes.

Shouta’s attention was on the two kids, they looked different from each other, one blonde and the other with curly green hair, they were really young, about the same age his soon to be new students would be. He wonders how Touya had stumbled across these two, but by the interaction that he saw earlier, he could tell that the three of them were pretty close.

Trying to change the subject slightly, he turned to look back at the teen at his side “So…you have been staying with those kids all this time or...?” Shouta asked blinking back tears. God, he hates being this vulnerable, but there is no way he can keep up his façade when the kid who he had mourned over for years is alive and sitting right by his side.

He flinched as his ex-student laughed bitterly “God I wish, I’ve been trying to survive on the streets with Himiko for years until Izuku took us to his mother’s apartment a couple of days ago.”

Shouta furrowed his brows into a scowl as his mind was engulfed with negative thoughts about how thought it must have been for those two, having to live like that...

“Why didn’t you come to me? To Nedzu? We could have helped,” He asked a bit hurt, didn’t the kid trust him enough?

Touya felt a twinge of guilt “I know you would,” He said softly almost as a whisper. “But I didn’t have much of a choice…I wanted more than anything to tell someone, to tell you, ” He looked back at the trio who were chatting non-stop “But then things escalated so quickly that night,”

“My body is not compatible with my quirk and that pissed off the old man for years, he made me overuse during ‘training’ in hope that my body would get used to it. You can tell it didn’t work, it just made things worse, especially when he would beat the shit out of me so that I could ‘endure’ physical attacks. He wouldn’t stop beating me up even when I was having a panic attack.”

Touya took a long breath before continuing, not noticing the Pro-Hero’s eye twitching with fury. The man felt a white-hot spike of rage shoot through him at the other’s description of the events.

“I lost control in our last training session,” he caressed his scars, “I was just so tired that day, I couldn’t even dodge his attacks…pathetic right?” He chuckled humorlessly, Aizawa frowned worriedly, getting closer to him and placing a hand on his shoulder, Touya relaxed a bit at the touch.

“That bastard wouldn’t shut the hell up about how weak I’ve become, that U.A had me slacking off, that I should use my fire more, pushing my limits every single fucking day...” The teen looked at him, turquoise eyes clouded, tears gathering at the edges of his eyes.

“I-I just wanted to get away, I was just so, so, so fucking tired ‘Zawa …” said the teen with a tremulous voice.

Shouta felt his heart shatter at how broken his once student’s voice sounded, as much as he wanted to embrace the teen into a tight hug and offer any words of comfort, but he had to hold himself from doing it since he knew the other wasn’t done talking. 

“He didn’t even take me to a hospital…I think it was so no one would know what happened to me, I don’t think my siblings know I’m alive as well since he told you that I killed myself,” he huffed, “I’m not surprised he used that excuse, to be honest.”

“When I was stable enough to move, he told me that he was disappointed in me that I was a failure, and since I was pretty much worthless to him for not being able to use my fire without hurting myself, there was no reason for him to keep me under his roof, he didn’t want people to know that he had such a pathetic, weak son,” He sighed in frustration.

“He warned me to never talk about what happened or my siblings and my mother would suffer the consequences for it. He is the one paying for my mother’s treatment and my siblings had nowhere to go but to be honest, I had a feeling that he wasn’t talking about that, deep down I knew that was threatening to kill them minus Shouto, if I ever opened my mouth.”

Shouta didn’t even try to hide his shock, would Endeavor go that far? He thought about it, looking at the scarred teen at his side who was anxiously burying his fingers in his arms.

Yes, he would.

He would kill his own family if that meant keeping his dirty little secrets behind doors. He didn’t blame the teen for not getting help after that, he just wished he could have at least come to him to have a place to stay and not have to sleep in the streets for three fucking years.

Touya took a long breath, he looked down bracing himself to calm himself, Aizawa got closer rubbing small circles on his back, encouraging him to continue.

“After he…after he seemed pleased with all the threats and making sure that I wouldn’t say a word to anyone, I ran to my room and got a couple of clothes and my phone, he dragged me out of the house before I could have the chance to gather some food or money. I had to steal food for months so I wouldn’t starve to death.”

“That kid saved my life ‘Zawa,” the other said with a fond expression before his eyes darkened, “I’m not sure what would have happened if he hadn’t found us that day, I was beginning to lose hope, Himiko as well.”

Their situation was precarious when they were living on the streets, not only did they have  to steal food, but Touya would always have to give his blood to Toga so she wouldn’t lose her sanity, she would be stable for a week or so after a dose, but stealing needles was pretty hard and sometimes she would have to hold herself back from snapping. Their situation was precarious, she was scared all the time and would freak out at any sudden movement or noise, paranoia consumed them both since that one time that a creepy rapist tried to get his way with the blonde.

They were just done with having to live like that, never being able to sleep without fearing that something may happen, starving every single day with no hopes of the next day getting better. They were just starting to give up and when that Shigaraki guy offered them to join their “League of Villains” and offered their base for them to live, they were tempted to accept for a moment, but before they could make any drastic decisions…their Hero came to save them.

Touya looked at the greenette smiling brightly far away, he still can’t believe that verdant teen gave them so much without them asking, it got his hopes up that there are people out there that have a golden heart.

Aizawa monitored the other’s expression, he felt the corner of his mouth quirking up at seeing the fondness the other’s eyes held as he looked at the greenette, he needed to thank that kid for giving Touya a place to stay.

“I see…are you going to stay with them?”

The teen spent a moment in pensive silence before speaking his thoughts. “We want to, but…” He sighs tiredly “We know their financial situation isn’t the best, there is no way that they can keep sustaining the both of us, the kid’s mom has already spent a lot of money on us, Izuku said he wants to get a job to help out, but to be honest I don’t think he should be working so young just because of us, especially when he is still in school.”

He wanted to get a job to help them out, but, he has been trying for the last three years and had no success on it, nobody wanted to hire him because of his scars.

“I wanted to try to find another place to stay, as much as I’m enjoying my time with them, I don’t want to bother them with extra expenses.” Of course he would pay them daily visits, he promised to train them after all and he really wants to keep up the sign language lessons from Miss Inko so he can communicate with Izuku.

“I’m not going to take Himiko with me though, she already sees Inko as a mother figure and treats Izuku like a little brother” He says that, but he feels the same, he had never felt so loved before, not even his siblings and his mom showed him so much affection and support. He more than anything wants to stay, however, one less person to feed would be considerably better for Miss Midoriya’s wallet.

The tired man eyed him with a pensive look, maybe this was a good time for him to act, before knowing about Todoroki’s “suicide”, he was considering some possibilities. “Touya…I want to make a proposition to you, are you willing to hear me out?”

The other blinked taken aback, Aizawa was looking at him dead in the eyes with a light of determination so strong that it shook him to his core. He gave the man a hesitant nod.

Aizawa coughed, scratching behind his neck awkwardly and looking away, was he…nervous? Touya arched a brow curious about what could possibly be what the man wanted to say that had the man act this flustered.

"So…Hisashi and I…we could be your legal guardians, I mean, it wouldn’t be hard to get you under my wing since I’m a Pro-Hero…” The man said almost as a whisper, his deadpan face cracking a bit with insecurity. “You wouldn’t have to worry about money or finding a place to live and we could keep you safe.” And if there was any miraculous doctor out there, maybe they could treat his scars.

Touya stared at him in disbelief, the pounding of his heart overtook reality, his mind churning and trying to process the words that came out from the man’s mouth.

As he snapped from his shock and his brain finally let the words sink in, he couldn't help but laugh from incredulously. "What!? Why-Why the hell would say that? Did you get soft, ‘Zawa? It seems like you mellowed out since I last saw you~" He said teasingly gaining a snort from the older man who hid his face in his scarf.

"I lost you once, I want to make sure I don’t lose you again kid... " Shouta said without hesitation. If he had the chance to get Touya out of Endeavor's care back then, he admitted to himself that it would be the only thing he wouldn’t hesitate about.

"I’m 19, ain’t a kid anymore you know?" The young adult said blankly trying to ignore the guilt he felt at what Shouta said. He knew his teachers would have welcomed him to their home without hesitation, but there would be too many questions, questions that he couldn’t answer without risking his siblings’ lives at the time. And the shame of being so weak, fear of having his father figure disappointed in him for letting himself get this hurt.

"You’re always going to be my problem child though, I couldn’t help you before, but I can now. I’m not going to let you disappear on me again, I want to keep you safe, to give you a place to call home.” The Pro Hero brought his hand to the boy's head, going through the now black soft hair like he always did when Todoroki was anxious or insecure about his potential.

“Hizashi and I always considered you our child anyways.” Aizawa muttered, he felt the boy's head shake under his hand.

"Wow... that was – so – holy shit old man, you are still living up to your title as Dadzawa, uh?" He tried to laugh it off but it came out as a weak sob instead, he wiped his coming up tears with the back of his hand but it was in vain.

Shouta wrapped his arms around the other’s shoulders and pulled the teen into him, burying his face on the black soft hair and gently rocking him back and forth slightly.

Touya gave in, hugging back the man and burying his face into Aizawa’s neck as he sobbed. The older man rubbed circles on his back as he whispered comforting words.

They kept like that for a good half hour and when Touya sobs started to lessen he tighten his embrace.

“Being an Aizawa sounds good,” He whispered.

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To say that Izuku and Himiko were astonished was an understatement, they felt like their unfortunate souls had left their bodies as they were frozen in place with mouths opened. They came here to train and chill, but instead, they got to meet two Pro-Heroes who were on their top ten favorite heroes! That was enough to have them almost faint! But then adding to their poor heart’s fast palpitations, their friend hesitantly decided to make the astonishing revelation of the decade.

Dabi-no TOUYA FUCKING TODOROKI (Holy shit, they were friends with the son of the number two hero!) told them that they deserved to know the truth.

The two teens listened in mild horror as their friend told them about his past, every time that it was too much for the teen Eraserhead would bring Touya towards him and give the boy a one-arm hug, whispering on his ears soothing words to calm him down, it was probably painful for their friend to talk about it. It wasn’t needed to say that Izuku and Himiko were fuming by the end of the story.

What fucking hero does that to their own kids?! Oh, wait, hero? No, no, no, that man doesn’t fucking deserve that title, Endeavour was now on Himiko’s list of people she wanted to kill tied with the Bakugou kid on the first place. She scowled in disgust. She is certain that the blood of these two assholes would taste like shit.

She thought she had won the “Shitty Family of the Year” award, but damn, Touya rightfully deserved the first place for all the shit he had gone through.

Himiko can’t wait for a unique opportunity to see the number two covered in blood, the color red would look beautiful on him~.

Izuku felt like crying, it was hard for him to believe that someone could have done such terrible thing, a Hero nonetheless, he frowns at the word, no, the man was no Hero, Heroes are supposed to protect, to help, to give people hope and make them smile and Endeavor had done everything but that.

He wasn’t really surprised when Dabi revealed to be Touya Todoroki, he had his…suspicions, about Dabi, especially when he had become more talkative, he could tell by the voice that he was someone who had been hurt a lot. Izuku has been carefully analyzing him quietly since he first met him, the red hair and turquoise eyes were the main given away.

Those disfiguring scars were obviously from his own fire since the burns were on precise spots, especially the ones from his face, it had the same pattern from Endeavor’s face fire that the man insisted on having 24/7 on to show off his power. He also noticed Touya looking in disgust at his one and only Endeavor poster left in the corner of the room, he had stupidly forgotten to set that one on fire with the others.

Besides, knowing how Endeavor was, it wasn’t too difficult to connect the dots.

Now, Izuku admits that they had become very close in a short period of time, but his friends have yet to know him better, they didn’t know everything about him yet. His analyses? They were far deeper than just analyzing quirks, he critically analyzed the person behind the Hero persona, how their distinct personalities are, how they work with other heroes, if they were Heroes for the fame, for the money, or because they genuinely wanted to help people. 

And his thoughts on Endeavor haven't been very good since the beginning, he never liked the man, he always felt that something was off every time he saw him on the news or interviews and it wasn’t because of his infamous aggressive personality, not at all. It was like looking at a grown-up Kac-Bakugou, someone who proudly walked freely, knowing that he did something terrible and had gotten away with it, because his victim was too afraid to say anything to anyone, after all, he was just a quirkless kid, who would have believed in him anyways? And those who did would do nothing about it because they thought he deserved it for being so weak and saw Bakugou’s extraordinary potential to be a good hero.

The number two’s burning ambition with surpassing All Might… was horrifyingly similar to what Bakugou has been trying to do since he got his quirk, it took him a lot of time to understand why the blond had done all those terrible things to him. The explosive teen saw him as a threat, he thought of Izuku as someone that he needed to surpass just because he still wanted to be a hero when he didn’t develop a quirk, he was afraid that someone weaker than him could be as good as him at being a Hero. Because he wanted to be the only one to be good, the only one to get in U.A, the one to get to the top, years of people radically increasing his ego shaped his old friend’s current process of thought.

He sighed hopelessly, something must be done about Bakugou’s aggressive behavior, the thought of having another possible Endeavor as a hero terrified him. Putting that aside, he was thinking really hard on opening that one file that he had on his computer full of small analyses on “mysterious” deaths of civilians, villains and catastrophic huge damages done to several buildings when Endeavor was “passing by”, he had stopped working on that case a year ago, he was feeling too down to have the pleasure of gathering convincing evidence against the number two hero.

A corner of his mouth lifted, well, now that he was feeling better, nothing and no one could stop him from obsessively pursuing the boundless possibilities to fuck with the career of that walking flammable can of trash.

Aizawa was totally not terrified of the two teens in front of him, the blonde girl looked horrified at first, but as Touya carefully unfolded his story and revealing more details, her expression quickly changed to a bloodlust one, Yamada who was at Todoroki’s side took a step backward from the threatening aura that the girl was emitting. Shit, if Endeavor wants to keep living, he better never comes across this girl.

The green-haired boy, on the other hand, looked like he was close to tears, but Shouta couldn’t help but instantly notice that unlike the girl, the boy didn’t seem surprised at these revelations if anything he looked like it’s been a while that he has been expecting his friend to talk about this.

The freckled boy zoomed out at some point and seemed to get lost on his own thoughts, his expressions radically changing several times like he was debating with himself about something. Shouta shivered when the greenette seemed to come to a conclusion and had that mischievous glint in his eyes.

Touya had made friends with two problem children, two kids who were out for the number two hero’s blood.

Perfect.

Now he had enough backup to brutally murder the flame hero in the middle of the peaceful night.

After all of that explanation, they all left to go home, the Pro-Heroes came with them so they could explain the situation to Midoriya Inko.

“Soooo, you’re leaving?” Himiko asked not meeting Dab-Touya’s eyes, she was smiling, but anyone could see the sadness behind it.

“Yeah…” The boy looked down thoughtfully; he has been quiet since they left the beach. The two Pro-Heroes that were a couple of feet behind looked at each other with worry.

As much as Himiko was sad to not being able to live under the same roof anymore, she won’t drag down the mood any further, she could tell that her friend was equally distressed by this, she knew why, he was going to have his two fathers’ figures as his parents, but what about Inko? He may not show much how he feels about others, but the blonde could see how much he genuinely enjoyed the motherly love Inko showed to him.

“Just because they’re going to get custody over you, doesn’t mean we will never see each other again!” Himiko said trying to cheer him up.

Izuku nodded at his side. “Y-Yo-you can, al-always, v-visit us” The greenette said with a shy smile.

Touya looked at his two friends with a fond look, he ruffled both Izuku’s and Himiko’s hair before bringing the two of them to a trio hug. He is so glad to have met them; he will miss waking up with their presence beside him every morning.

The other two teens returned the hug with an equal amount of ardent affection, Himiko nuzzled into the older teen’s neck as the freckled boy snuggled into his chest.

As they returned to make their way to the greenette’s apartment, Izuku stopped on his track for a moment, the rest did the same, looking at the boy questioning about what happened. The boy simply gave them a smile and signed.

“I don’t think we will need to worry about not being together anymore.”

“What you mean?” The black-haired teen asked in apparent confusion.

“You’ll see” The greenette signed smugly before returning to walk in front of them.

The group merely exchanged a confused looked before following the teen.

Inko blinked slowly, face blank, she was trying to properly process the sudden turn of events, there were two Pro-Heroes in her house, sitting on her couch…how did a simple walk to plan strategies ended like this? Also, why was there sand on her kid’s hair???

She got home from work not too long before the kids got back, she was worried when they weren’t home and was surprised when they got home with two kind strangers.

They were Eraserhead and Present Mic or Aizawa Shouta and Yamada Hizashi as her beloved son explained to her. Dabi-no Touya was sitting between the two men, each one comforting the teen in their own way, the long-haired one rubbing circles on his back while the blond one ruffled the boy’s hair and whispered softly into his ears. After a couple of minutes and a reassuring smile from both her son and Himiko, the teen gathered the courage to speak.

She was not one bit pleased with hearing the things he had to say, the woman got so angry at some point that everyone in the room flinched as her killing intent aura grew stronger. She was trembling uncontrollably from so much rage, but she kept smiling, which made her look even more threatening.

If Endeavor ever had the misfortune of walking across her, she was going to annihilate that man from existence. But that is a quest for another day, right now, she had to worry about another thing…

She looked at the couple with cautions eyes. “…you want to adopt Touya” She said blankly.

It wasn’t a question but Aizawa nodded anyways.

Inko frowned, she should be happy that the teen was going to get adopted, that he could finally have one, well, in this case, two descent father figures in his life. But…

She couldn’t help but feel sad at the news. She may just know Touya for a couple of days, but she grew attached to him like he was her son. She knows that it is selfish of her for feeling this way, but she felt disappointed and a bit jealous that she wasn’t the one adopting the scarred boy. She wanted to protect him, give him the maternal love that his mother negligently failed to give him because she couldn’t look at him without seeing that cruel monster.

Maybe she still could…

The two Heroes were fidgeting under her gaze. She had zoomed out while staring deep into their souls, she let out a distressed sigh before composing herself.

“I want shared custody over Todoroki Touya” She said with fierce determination, she gave a look at the two shocked men that said that she wasn’t going to get out of this without what she wanted.

She heard her son giggle at her side and Himiko cackling at the astonished look plastered on Touya’s face, the teen was looking at the woman with a mix of shock and relief? Happiness? Her anxious expression softened as she noticed the tears gathering at the edge of his eyes.

While she gave him a motherly smile, the two Heroes were glancing approvingly at each other undoubtedly having a silent conversation between them. It was obvious that by Touya’s reaction to the woman’s request, that he wouldn’t be against the idea, they couldn’t deny their kid of having a mother figure, especially when under Endeavor’s care, his blood mother was the only thing keeping him from breaking down, even with him knowing that she didn’t love him and avoided looking at him. He genuinely needed another mother figure in his life as well and if Miss Midoriya was eagerly offering to fill that role, who are them to stop her from doing so. Besides, they saw how he was acting when they were making their way to the modest Midoriyas’ apartment, he wouldn’t be fully happy without the other three.

Coming to an agreement, they both turned to look at the green-haired woman, Aizawa being the one to instantly catch her attention.

“If both parties are okay with it, then I don’t see why not”

The lovely woman let out a sigh of relief, her smile full of heartfelt gratitude. 

“But-!” Yamada said dramatically.

Both Inko and Touya tensed at that, Aizawa gave a harsh nudge on the blond’s ribs, who didn’t even flinch at the jab.

“-I think it would be beneficial to everyone if we all lived together” The man properly finished saying with a generous smile.

The three teens and Inko looked wide-eyed at the Hero couple in surprise.

“I-I wouldn’t want to impose!” The woman said in shock, how can they make such an offer like it was nothing?

Hizashi gently waved his hand dismissively. “We were going to move to a more spacious place because of Touya anyway and you will need more room assuming you’re going to adopt the other little listener” He pointed to the vampiric girl who beamed at the mention.

The man smiled tenderly at seeing the green-haired woman nodding eagerly with fervor. “I think it would be for the best; Touya gets to stay with his friends and his mother figure and you get to have you get to spend time with him, it’s a win-win situation”

The woman wasn’t expecting such a proposal. She couldn’t let such a chance pass, there were no cons just pros, so she nodded, agreeing with the idea. The voice hero screamed hysterically a loud ‘hell yeah’ which got the kids to chuckle a bit.

“Oh! Talking about moving in and adoption” Inko turned to look at Himiko who was with her son beaming at Touya, excited and happy with the new sudden development, the girl felt her eyes on her and instantly turned to look back to the woman.

Having her attention Inko continued eagerly. “I talked with my friend’s lawyer today and well…you’re officially my daughter now!”

For a moment the blonde just stared at her like she couldn’t believe what she had just heard, but it didn’t take long until the girl broke into tears and tackled the short woman into a tight bear hug.

“A-Are you for r-real?” The girl asked, she receives a soft smile from the greenette in response. “B-But it was so fast, shouldn’t it ha-h-how did y-” Izuku at her side brought up a hand and laid it on her shoulder to get her attention, giving her a soft smile that got her to calm down.

As she was got calmer, Inko, who understood her confusion went to explain. “Well, usually, it would have taken longer for the lawyers to be able to prove what the Toga family has done since they have a “good image” but the kid they adopted and another child in their care were more than willing to go against them on the upcoming court.”

Himiko blinked slowly, was the kid they adopted being unjustly treated like she was? Her brows furrowed as worry made her anxious heart skip a beat and who was the other kid? Did they adopt another one?

Inko nervously coughed getting everyone’s attention. “Well, since they are also victims and they have no other relatives or somewhere to go…” She looked up to the stairs motioning to two figures to make their way down. She had noticed them by the side of her eyes it’s been a couple of minutes already.

The two kids flinched noticing they weren’t doing a good job at hiding but made their way to the living room regardless.

When both of them were side by side in the living room, the woman presented them to the rest. “This is Toga Mikumo” She said pointing to the ten-year-old black-haired, the boy had red eyes and a cut on his right cheek, he didn’t meet their eyes, he seemed to be the quiet type.

Inko pointed to the other who had ugly bruises on both of his arms and a dark black eye. “And this is Toga Neito, both previously known as Akatani Mikumo and Monoma Neito”

“Neito?!” Himiko screamed at seeing the blond, she tackled him into a tight hug, he returned the embrace tiredly, but still happy to see her. When she leaned back the boy gave her a sheepish smile.

“Why were you with them, how? What happened to uncle Keito? Wait, why are you both here anyway?” The girl was so confused.

The green-haired woman scratched behind her neck a bit embarrassed. “I can explain that”

A couple of hours earlier.

Inko was on a huge office, a long black-haired woman sat in front of her, the lawyer adjusted her tie and gave the other a smile.

“I have good news Midoriya-san” The woman said politely.

She waved her hand dismissively,“Call me Inko, miss Tsukaushi”

The woman chuckled delightedly “Alright, Inko-san, feel free to call me Makoto then! Anyways, as I said, I have excellent news! To be honest, this case was easier than we thought” He said delivering her a set of papers that she took on her hands and read carefully every detail. 

"You told me the girl said she saw boy toys in her old room, right?"

She nodded focused on the papers but listening regardless, she remembers how upset Himiko sounded when she told her about it.

"Well… the kid they adopted, previously known as Akatani Mikumo was seven years old at the time, he had had just manifested his quirk when they strangely decided to adopt him, he was a late bloomer, apparently, he has an empathy quirk that allows him to feel and manipulate emotions of those around him”

“He seemed to have been treated well by the Toga family, being spoiled and being shown off to everyone like he was a precious prize, but…” Tsukaushi let out a distressed sigh, gently massaging her temples before continuing.

“It’s only that way in front of the public, behind doors, things are…complicated, we discovered the parents have been using the kid, to manipulate high up politicians and any person who works dealing with hero information to leak these pieces of information to villains to get a lot of money” She shook her head in evident disappointment, the Toga family was one of the known wealthiest family in Japan, everyone wondered how they got so much money by just working as administrators in the Hero Commission.

“Another thing we found out is that they have become the legal guardiann of one particular child as well, apparently the father of the child was Monoma Keito, older brother of Himiko’s mother Toga Hiroe, from what we got to know he had committed suicide at the begging of this year after suffering for years from the loss of his wife who died at giving birth” She said.

Inko’s brow furrowed into a frown, she had a feeling that she knew where this is going. Inko looked away from the papers giving the woman her full attention, she motioned to the lawyer to continue.

“I’m having chief detective Tsukaushi Naomosa aid me with your case. We did some digging and it seems that they have been mentally and physically abusing Monoma Neito, they blame him for the death of his parents. Apparently, he had told the teachers’ school about his legal guardians’ abuse several times, but the Toga Family has a great reputation around the city, so they found it hard to believe in him and didn’t report it to the local authorities, thinking the kid just wanted attention” Makoto said subtly trying her best to hide her profound disgust.

Inko scoffed, it seems like teachers’ new trend is to let their students be abused nowadays. Pathetic. Leaving that thought aside she was saddened in having her assumptions being right. The Togas shouldn’t be allowed to have a child at all.

“We got the teachers to tell us what the kid had told them, his parents had been hitting him and locking him out of the house.”

The green-haired almost growled at hearing this, how they have done this the poor child, it isn’t his fault that his parents have died.

"We got the kids under the police custody, for now, there is no way that we will leave them with those two while they're being investigated, they're pretty much fucked up already, but the kids will give their testimony in a couple of days, aside from that, Toga Himiko's custody has been officially transferred to you" The woman gave Inko a couple of documents proving that Himiko was now a Midoriya. "It usually takes more time to deal with adoption papers, especially when there is still an investigation going on, but I have my contacts" She winked at the greenette with a smug smile.

Inko almost cried at seeing the papers, her little girl was going to be so happy, she can't wait to tell her the news, she brought the papers to her chest letting a relieved sigh.

She was more than satisfied with the investigations and knowing that those two monsters would pay for their actions, Inko and Izuku would be Himiko’s family now, but she couldn’t help but feel terrible for the other two kids. After all, the Togas are going to jail no matter what; she will make sure of that. But the kids will have nowhere to go…

…maybe she could do something about it. 

Neito cautiously tried calming the blonde girl down, Himiko fumed with anger at knowing what her cousin went through, if they weren’t already going to pay for their mistakes, she would hunt them down, nobody messes with her family.

The rest of the room while angry at hearing about the situation, they all threw a knowing look at Midoriya Inko.

“You’re going to adopt them as well, aren’t you?” Aizawa blankly asked what everyone undoubtedly wanted to ask, the new kids looked up in surprise.

…..

“Maybe?” The woman shucked nervously.

Neito and Mikumo looked at each other in shock, they thought they would just stay with her until the investigation was over and they have given their testimony, after that they would be sent to the adoption system, which they weren't really happy thinking about it, they didn't want to be separated.  

Hizashi sighed desperately. “We’re going to need a really bigger house” 

He smiled at the green-haired woman. “No offense Miss Midoriya, but it seems like I can’t trust you with not adopting more kids”

“We’re going to need a lot of rooms” Aizawa said blankly, accepting his fate of possibly homing way more children than he signed up for. 

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After that day, Aizawa and Hizashi went house hunting, they promised to Inko that she wouldn't need to worry about helping them pay, the couple wasn’t the type to offer this kind of help but they would do anything to make Touya Happy.

Talking about their kid, the boy decided to stay with Inko until they found a new house, not wanting to be separated of his friends, Present Mic would drop by to teach him sign language with Inko, the black-haired was determined to learn how to communicated with Izuku, Himiko would sometimes help him when the other two adults were busy.

The blond girl was even happier after Midoriya Inko brought her cousin Monoma to live with them even though her lawyer was still dealing with the adoption paper.

Neito was wary at first, being abused by his aunt and uncle had made him feel like that, it took some time for him to open up to the others, he was very protective of Mikumo who was really quiet.

The kid didn’t want to talk so Himiko offered to teach him sign language, it was the first time they saw him smile, after learning the basics he started to communicate with Izuku, if they already didn’t know both of them, they would think they were sibling, twins even though the age gap.

While they waited for the paperwork to be finished and for the hero duo to find a proper house, they spent their time getting to know each other. Izuku was excited to talk about Neito’s quirk and was having a great time signing with Mikumo. 

They were getting comfortable around each other, enough to go out together.

“Mom!” Himiko exclaimed with joy, she always felt warm calling Inko that, it felt right. 

“Yes darling?” Inko asked while focusing on her cooking, she had a soft smile on her face, it never ceased to make her happy when her daughter would call her mom.

“Can we go to the amusement park? Uncle Hizashi and Aizawa sent Touya a message this morning” She said cheerfully, her soon to be brother Neito was looking at her fondly at her side.

Izuku came down the stairs with a big smile. “T-They o-pened it yes-yesterday!” He said. It was hard but he was beginning to get less shy of talking now.

“Oh?” She turned the oven’s temperature down, turning to look at her children. “That’s great! You kids could use a bit of fun” She chuckled. “Get my purse in my room Izuku, my dear, there is enough money there to pay for the tickets and the snacks” The woman said while signing. 

Doing as she said she watched amusedly all the kids get ready to go out, they would be meeting with Aizawa and Yamada at the park.

As the kids closed the door behind, Inko’s smile faltered a little. She has been avoiding this as much as she could, but she had to talk to Hisashi.

Taking her phone she dialed the number that she swore to never call ever again, it rang for a solid minute until the person on the other side of the line finally picked up the phone.

“Who’s this?” A man’s voice asked warily.

Inko had to stop herself from giggling, Oboro pretending to be the serious villain was so amusing somehow. “Kurogiri, it's me” 

The line went quiet, she could hear desperate steps and a portal being opened. “Miss Inko? Is everything okay? Is little Izuku alright?” The mist man’s voice was full of concern as he fired questions at her.

She chuckled softly which resulted in the other to let out a sigh of relief. “He is fine Oboro, it’s just that so much happened this last week and I needed to warn Hisashi about it in case he finds out about it from another source”

“Ah of course! They are good news I assume?” The man asked, now openly expressing happiness as hearing her voice.

“Yes they are, deliver the message to him for me, won’t you be a dear?” 

“Of course Miss Inko! I teleported to somewhere safe, All for One won’t hear us here”

Good, she didn’t need that bastard to know about her kids.

“Just tell him that I have adopted a sweet girl and I have shared custody of a young man, soon I’ll have the papers of adoption of another two boys finished, I’ll be moving in with the Pro Heroes Present Mic and Eraserhead, they are good people and I’m sure they can protect us so he won’t have to worry so much about our safety anymore”

“Oh that’s great news! I’ll tell Hisashi as soon as possible, All for One has been keeping him closer lately, Tenko and I are trying to keep pretending that we are still brainwashed, he doesn’t seem to have noticed anything wrong until now” The man said seriously.

Inko sighed, All for One, the man who tortured her husband, his own child, it was the most painful day when Hisashi had to leave her and Izuku. He didn't want his father to find them.

Fortunately he had Shimura Tenko and Shirakumo Oboro's support, the advantage of being the villain's son was that he inherited the same quirk.

Taking a quirk that allowed him to mess with people's memories he managed to Unlock their memories that AFO had locked deep inside their heads, but they couldn't leave without AFO hunting them down, so Tenko pretended to still be Shigarak Tomura and Oboro to be Kurogiri.

Unfortunately there is only so long someone can lie, All for One must have his suspicions but decided to let them off the hook for now, she just wishes they could leave.

“Oboro, take care of them for me, please” She asked with a wavering voice.

“I’ll do my best Inko” The mist man answered with sadness in his voice.

That’s the best she was going to get.

“I’m thinking of coming back to U.A, do you think Nedzu would let me in?” Touya asks while still watching Izuku and Himiko pointing to a huge ass bear and begging Yamada to win it for them while Monoma and Mikumo were a bit far away buying Cotton Candy .

Aizawa was surprised by the sudden question but couldn’t help but smile a little “When I tell Nedzu you’re alive I think he will personally teach you” He huffed, Touya had caught the rat’s attention before he disappeared, the creature intended to trade his English lessons for particular lessons with him.

He chuckled silently as the boy at his side shivered.

“Ugh, I don’t want his attention, thanks” As much as he respected and admired the principal, he didn't want to deal with the genius rat.

“But I’m sure he would love Izuku though” He was sure the creature would have the green bean into a scheme on how to take over the world as soon as the two of them traded a couple of words, to be honest, the kid would have the world in his hand by the end of his graduation just by being the sweetest kind person that he is.

His once teacher arched a brown in curiosity. “How so?”

Touya grinned mischievously, pointing at the notebook that the greenette was eagerly noting something as Present Mic nervously laughed at the kid’s muttering and tried to concentrate on winning the kids the prize. 

“See that notebook? It’s full of quirk analyses and let me tell you, everyone who I know from his notes, he got their quirks right, inclusive yours” He grinned.

Shouta blinked, surprised “Me?” Touya nodded, smiling like a proud big brother.

The boy did know who he and Yamada were when he saw them, he would understand him knowing his husband since he was on a radio show and would show up sometimes on interviews, but him? He’s underground, nobody is supposed to know that he exists.

Touya's grin widened, he brought a bag with him, knowing his friend would come back home with tons of prizes and wanting to put them inside so they could walk around and get into the Ferris wheel and other stuff freely. He took a notebook similar to the one the kid had on hand from his bag.

“Here, give it a look, yours is on page twenty” The black-haired teen said smugly.

Hesitantly Aizawa took the notebook in his hands and flipped the pages until he reached the one he was curious about.

Reading on his respective page Aizawa couldn’t help but pale, he felt chills at how much information the boy had on him, especially when the media had nothing on him and since he worked at night, nobody paid attention to him. How the hell does the kid know he had dry eyes because of his quirk? And about the weird side-effect of his quirk that had his hair floating!? How did this kid get that information!?!? And why does he know how many cats he has?!

The freckled boy even knew aspects of his quirk that could be used to counter attack him, knew his weaknesses and wrote some points about how to improve.

He was definitely going to tie his hair after hearing Touya telling him how the kid knew how to take an underground-hero down like it was the easiest thing to do, he was even more perplexed when his kid told him how the greenette had wrote some possible ways on how to take down the number two hero. 

“I see why the Principal would like him…he’s talented, does he have an analytical quirk?”

The black haired grinned widely at this. “Ah yes, we never mentioned it did we?” He looked into his father’s eyes. “He’s quirkless”

Touya laughed at the man’s dumbfounded expression, Aizawa stared hard at the notebook reviewing each page again.

He frowned, he knows how people with invisible or weak quirks are treated, he himself was a victim of how society saw them as freaks of worthless, but quirkless kids? There was a good reason why the suicide rate went up on the last couple of years, from ten people who would commit suicide, nine were quirkless.

“He wants to be a hero you know” The teen casually mentioned, the little shit was still amused by the internal panic the older man was having.

Well that is unusual. He had never heard of quikless kids applying to the Hero Course, at least not in the U.A, he knows that their kind are treated like the scum of the society so the lack of self-stem was probably the reason why they never tried. Which was sad if he is to be honest, he as Hero has to practically fight quirkless, quirks aren’t everything, people should know that.

Thank God the kid wanted to be a hero, he doesn’t even want to imagine how frightening it would be if the kid went to another path. A villain who could tell every single weakness about you just by 5 seconds of a clip that he had found on the dark side of the web was someone no Hero would want to mess up with.

As a hero who couldn’t always rely on his quirk, Aizawa not only focused on learning hand to hand combat and how to use support equipment, but he also learned that knowing your opponent’s quirk was something that always helped him finish a villain off in minutes.

Analyzing is a hard thing to do, especially on quirks, even more quirks that you don't know anything about, and this kid managed to analyze his and other heroes’ quirks without ever meeting them. He knew every hero’s weakness and how to counter them!  

If this kid could make such detailed analysis without a quirk…he is terrified of having the kid meet Nedzu now.

“He will be a great hero” Touya said firmly defensively, taking his silence the wrong way. .

“I didn’t say he couldn’t be a hero” Aizawa brought his hands up in mock defense. “Overprotective too much?” The Hero grinned.

The teen huffed but didn’t deny it. “He has been through a lot already, what he needs now is support not discouragement” He shrugged “So yeah, a little bit”

“You're a good kid Touya” He rested his hand on the teen’s hair, shuffling the messy hair and earning him a chuckle.

They watched as Himiko and Izuku squealed in victory as Yamada finally shot the target and won the prize, taking a huge bear into his arms and nervously looking around as if he was trying to find where to put that while they were here.

With a soft smile Shouta turned to his son. “They need to gain some muscle,but that’s not enough” He scratched under his chin thoughtfully. “Who is going to train them how to fight?”

Touya blushed slightly “I was going to try teaching them everything you taught me….your training was one of the best things in U.A” He muttered “Though I don’t trust myself to be a good teacher…”

Aizawa hummed amusedly, he was glad that his once student appreciated his efforts, no matter what some of the other teachers thought about his lessons, fighting quirkless was a thing that he would always teach at U.A. If one day you’re in a position where your quirk can’t be used for whatever reason, not knowing how to fight quirkless can cost your life.

“What about this, I can train the three of you if you grant me two things” The older man said, holding two fingers up.

“You’re going to a quirk counselor” The man deadpanned like it was obvious, but Touya just blinked confusedly.

“Why? We both know what my quirk is” 

Aizawa eyed his burns with a frown “Your quirk did this to you… I want to find out how to avoid it from ever happening again and…It’s been years…but I think I can do something about your skin”  

The other eyed him hopefully as he caressed his burned skin, even if it couldn’t be completely healed, having the chance of his pain being lessened was something he wouldn’t waste. “Alright…What’s the second?”

Aizawa grinned madly. “I heard from your friends about a certain bird hero hitting on you” He cackle maniacally as the expression or utter betrayal and horror on his son’s face.

“I want to know every single detail” He finished with a smirk.

Touya quickly turned to glare at his two friends. “Traitors!” 

Himiko signed to Izuku what he had said and both of them realized what this was about, taking her hand the greenette started to run and disappeared into the crowd while a desperate Present Mic rushed after them holding the huge ass bear. 

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As agreed, Touya went to a quirk counselor who analyzed how his quirk worked, she looked worried when she came up with the results.

“Your body is made for an ice quirk but you have a fire quirk instead, a very powerful one, so I devise that you never use your quirk again, or else it will continue destroying your body” The woman said regretfully.

Touya knew that there was no way he could keep his quirk if he wanted to stay alive, still, it made him feel useless without being able to use his quirk.

“Now, about your skin, we have someone with a healing quirk that will start treating your scars, it will take months of treatment but your skin will be healed in time” She informed happily.

That gave him hope, at least he wouldn’t look like a freak anymore, but…months of treatment? That must be expensive!

Shouta noticed the face he was doing and put a hand on his shoulder making the other man look at him. “Money won’t be an issue, I earn enough to be able to pay for it”

Touya was about to protest but the hero gave him a playful glare. “Don’t worry about it, you are my son, of course, I’m going to pay for the best treatment for you”

The scarred man felt his chest warm-up, his son uh? It was nice, to have someone like his once teacher as his parent.

After delivering the good news, the doctor called a man who had a medium healing quirk and started the treatment, he would have to come here three times a week, they warned him that it would be painful as the skin would be healing slowly back to what it was, he didn’t care though, he just wanted to get rid of those ugly scars, he endured pain for years, what is a few more months?

He was happy nonetheless, Hizashi and Shouta found a big house that was to their liking, it was pretty much a mansion, Inko and her kids moved in with them a couple of weeks after decorating it.

Inko had finally gotten the adoption papers sorted out, Mikumo and Neito were now her sons, and Himiko was happy to have Neito as her brother, even more, to know her parent were going to jail.

Mikumo was still young so he was going to be home-schooled along Izuku since he preferred it to going to school. 

Neito wanted to be a hero just like Himiko, Izuku, and Touya so Eraserhead and Present Mic trained the four of them for the remaining few months until the exam entrance.

It was tough but they were getting the hang of it, Izuku used his flexibility and his small stature to be stealthy, he even managed to get Eraserhead out of guard one day earning praises from him and everyone else which had the teen blushing from all the attention.

Himiko was good at stealth too, she used wood knives to attack from the shadows, her attacks were more vicious and aimed to hurt or even kill, Aizawa had to teach her to stop that since she was going to be a hero, not a killer, even though sometimes in rare situation killing would be the only choice they had to learn to deal with villain without any casualty. 

Neito was trained on how to expand how long he could hold a copy of someone’s quirk, it was three minutes before, but after months he successfully extended it to ten minutes.

Touya didn’t need to learn as much since he still remembered his lessons with Endeavor and Eraserhead.

All of them were taught how to fight quirkless as well as with their quirks, minus Touya and Izuku.

Everything was going great for them, God, Touya and Himiko were lucky they have met their friend Izuku, they wonder what would have happened if they didn’y...

He has changed clothes five times already, nothing seemed right on him, in the ned he said fuck it and put on jeans and a hoodie with ‘This Pussy Be Popping’ written in English on it, he was that much of not giving a fuck.

“Touya-nii is going on a date~” Himiko sing sung the words as he made his way downstairs.

Izuku smirked from the sofa, giving his friend a thumbs up then did a double-take when he read what was on his hoodie and gave him a disappointed look ven though the corned of his mouth twitched a little.

Neito just rolled his eyes playfully while Mikumo seemed interested peeking from behind the couch.

“Oh my God stop!” Touya groaned. “It’s not a date, it’s just…a meeting between two guys”

Neito arched a brow unimpressed. “A meeting that ends with said two guys kissing senseless” 

The black-haired man blushed at the imagery before shaking his head and glaring at the teen. “We aren’t going to kiss!”

“Of course not!” Himiko agreed making Touya give everyone a look of victory. “You are just going to get very near each other and press your lips together” She battled her eyelashes at him.

She just gave him a betrayed look while the others laughed, well, the other laughed, Neito sounded like a dying goose.

Shouta and Hizashi chose this moment to make their presence known, they both stared at his hoodie in several degrees of shock.

“When did you buy that one?” Aizawa asked exasperated.

Yamada just looked like he was about to faint from holding back his laughter before he recomposed himself. “C’mon now Touya you’re not going to a date wearing that are you?”

“For the last time, it’s not a date?!” 

His parents gave him a knowing look but let it go.

“Well, have fun son,” The blond said cheerfully.

“Remember, if you say no and he keeps going you are allowed to beat some sense into him,” Aizawa said seriously.

Touya went red in the face from embarrassment. “Oh, God! Alright, this is it, I’m leaving!” He practically flew out of the house as he could hear laughter behind him.

For real, ugh, is it really a date, maybe Hawks just wanted to discuss something or go out with a friend, they have been exchanging texts since they first met at the Pride Parade, there is no way the fucking number three hero was interested in him.

He had scars all over his face and body and a terrible personality, he is sure the man has lots of people out there more interesting and beautiful lusting for him, he had a lot of options so there was no way he would ever choose Touya…

Ugh, now he felt depressed about the matter.

They were to meet at night, so he didn’t bother waking up early today, he slept until now, it was around 10 PM, Touya was wearing a mask to hide his facial scars, he waited in front of the restaurant that Hawks wanted to go with him.

Half an hour had passed before the hero arrived, he came walking, his wings were hidden, probably sending his feathers somewhere else.

He smiled at seeing Touya and sprinted towards him.

“Hey there Dabi!” The man greeted him excitedly.

“Hey there ‘Sora’” He with faker cheerfulness.

The man flinched scratching behind his neck awkwardly. “Yeah, listen I just didn’t want people knowing it was me, to be fair you didn’t tell me your real name either? Nobody would be cruel enough to name their son cremation!”

Rolling his eyes Touya entered the restaurant, hero hot on his heels, a waiter led them to a table eyeing him curiously, the two of them made their requests and sat.

“Sooo, I love your hoodie,” Hawks said awkwardly.

Touya had a feeling that the bird brain either didn’t read what was on it, didn’t know English, or was making fun of him.

“Name’s Yamazawa Touya” He said knowing the man was curious.

“Oh! Yamazawa? That sounds familiar somehow…anyway, my name is Takami Keigo!”

“My dads are Present Mic and Eraserhead, so that’s why it sounds familiar,” He said like it was nothing.

The man froze, gaping at him in horror. “E-Eraserhead is your dad?” He asked desperately. “Fuck, he is going to kill me for dating his son”

Touya choked on his drink, the hero patting him on his back worried.

“D-Dating?!”

“Yeah? I mean, we are dating aren’t we?” The blond asked nervously. “Shit knew I was forgetting something, listen I never dated before! Did I miss a step or something?”

Touya stared wide-eyed at the winged hero in disbelief. “Usually both people know about it?? And we barely know each other! I mean, we have been texting these few months but that is it”

“Oh…” Keigo sounded like a kicked puppy. “So…we are not dating?”

“No??? And wait, why would you date me ?”

Takami blinked slowly like an owl. “Why wouldn’t I? I mean, you are very hot and cute-”

Touya was on fucking fire!

“-and you are so nice? Like I know we just text each other but you’re so chill! You listen to me bitching about the Hero Commission and gave me support when I said I wanted to leave them, I dunno, I just like you?”

“Okay, there are so many wrong things about me you just said, first, I look like I’ve been burned alive, which technically it’s true-”

Keigo went pale at that then he felt himself heat up in anger, who hurt Touya like that? He would avenge him!

“-second, cute? I look fucking ugly as hell! Third I’m an asshole most of the time, that was just me being a person with common sense and treating you like a person?”

Keigo was giving him a determined look. “In my humble opinion, you are very hot and cute” Before Touya could protest he put a finger on the man’s lip that shut him up. “For real, I’m not lying! I just think you are very handsome, okay? And by the few times we talked face to face I don’t think you are an asshole? At least not the type I can’t handle, you have been pretty sweet so far and I never had people support me before…”

Touya didn’t know how to take those compliments, did the man really find him handsome? What the hell, he has shitty taste if so! 

“Listen, I know a fucked this up, but uh, would you be okay if we started to date then?” The bird brain asked hopeful.

He looked into those yellow beautiful eyes and melted. “Ugh, fuck, fine, you’re not so bad yourself, bird brain”

The brightens up like a Christmas tree. 

“Okay, so so we can get to know each other better, we need to go on more…dates” He says the last word like it pains him.

“Deal! Can I give you gifts?” The blond asks with puppy eyes.

Touya blushes. “Yes? I’m not good at giving gifts though”

“Oh don’t worry about that! I can have anything I want, but I want to shower you in gifts!” The man purrs.

They talk a lot after that, getting to know each other better, Touya doesn’t tell him about his past, he knew the man was an Endeavor fan and as much he hates his father he didn’t to make Keigo feel like shit for not knowing the truth about his idol.

When they leave the restaurant they, unfortunately, are spotted by an army of fans from far away, seems like they have recognized Hawks on his way here but lost him at the restaurant.

“Seems like your fans found you” Touya pointed out unimpressed.

Hawks groaned annoyedly then looked at his date with a pleading look. “I could fly us out of here?”

“Hawks” He warned.

“Touya” The other purred wiggling his eyebrows at the scarred man.

“You are not taking me to fly” the black-haired said firmly.

The winged hero pouted. “C’mon, it will be fun! Besides it’s not like I’m going to drop you!”

Touya looked back to where the army of fans were coming from and sighed. “Fine, if you drop me I will burn you alive”

“Promises, promises” The other joked earning a glare from him.

Touya’s heart almost flew out of his body when the man hugged him and started to fly, he didn’t look down or else he would throw up, he was lucky that Hawks didn’t take a long route to wherever he was going, the blond gently placed the black-haired on the floor.

“That. was. terrible” He said between heavy breaths.

Takami had the decency of looking ashamed. “Sorry, it was the only way to avoid them”

He waved his hand dismissively. “Yeah, yeah” Touya took a couple of minutes to recompose himself but he did he realized where they were.

They were at the top of the tallest building in Japan and they had a great view of the stars, his eyes sparkling as he looked up, Keijo shyly linked their pinkies together as he watched his date looking at the stars in awe.

“It’s beautiful” Touya whispered.

Not taking his eyes from the scarred man Keigo smiled softly “Yes it is”

Bonus:

“So…how was your ‘not date’?” Neito asked with a smirk.

Touya glared at the little shit. “We didn’t kiss senseless if that’s what you are asking”

The blonde has a mock offended expression. “Me? I would never!”

“Ass”

“Dickhead”

“Bitch”

“Fucktard”

“Assholicbitch!”

“Boys!” Inko said from her seat on the couch with a scolding look. “Stop with that” 

The two of them apologized to the woman quietly.

“Now…how was your date Touya?” She asks excitedly.

“...it was nice” He says blushingly slightly.

“HA! So you admit it then?! You went on a date!!” Himiko said appearing out of thin air.

“I hate you all”

“Aww we love you too Touya-nii!”

He turned away from them hiding a small smile forming on his lips.