"Good work," yawned Shota as the sun was slowly setting on the horizon, "There will be no school tomorrow or the day after."
Each one of them was back into their school uniforms, waiting to be dismissed. Each one of them was tired, some more than others. All of them were excited for what was to happen after, though.
Shota himself was eager for some rest, but he trudged forward, "I'm sure the pro heroes who watched the Sports Festival will want to recruit you, but we'll consolidate everything and announce it when you get back. So rest well and look forward to that."
They all nodded as one as Shota dismissed them. Well almost all of them. Izuku looked over to where Tenya would sit, only to find it empty.
'Just where is he?' thought Izuku as he picked up his backpack.
Soon, he was walking with Momo, Ochako, and Itsuka to the bus station, discussing what the internship process would be like.
"What happened to Iida?" asked Izuku as the bus arrived.
Momo and Ochako shared a glance, knowing just where Tenya and what had happened.
Flashback
"Eh, you're leaving?" asked Momo in surprise.
"But weren't you excited for this?" exclaimed Ochako.
"I'm sorry, I must leave," said Tenya, "My brother was attacked by a villain."
"Your brother, Ingenium?" gasped Momo.
"Is he alright?" asked Ochako worriedly.
"I don't know the details, so I'm going to visit him in the hospital now. I came to find you Yaoyorozu, since you're the class president, to inform you I will be leaving early. I've already notified Aizawa-sensei that I'm leaving."
Momo nodded in understanding, "I understand. I'll let Izuku know right aw-"
"Don't," interrupted Tenya, shocking both Momo and Ochako for a second, "Midoriya is still in the tournament. He needs to focus on doing his best, and telling him now would just be a distraction. I would never forgive myself if he lost while thinking about my situation. Even if he did lose, he wouldn't blame it on anyone but himself. That's the person he is."
"Alright, but afterward I will tell him," agreed Momo, "He's your friend, and he deserves to know the situation from us than some news outlet that will blow out of proportion."
Tenya sighed before nodding, "Fine, but not a minute before! Now I must go."
Flashback ends
"Oh geez," gasped Itsuka in worry, "I hope his brother is ok."
"Iida," mumbled Izuku, fishing out his phone. He quickly texted Tenya, hoping that he was alright and that his brother was alright.
The four of them sat on the bus in silence as their thoughts wandered back to Tenya in worry. Soon enough, they split up, each one heading back to their own home.
"Free day, huh," mumbled Izuku as he woke up early in the morning as usual. He had celebrated his victory with a private dinner with his mother, who had made his favorite food, katsudon. As soon as he finished showering and laid down on his bed, the exhaustion from the Sports Festival instantly caught up with him, prompting him to fall asleep.
Still, his alarm clock, which he forgot to turn off, began ringing, prompting him to wake up.
"Well, since I'm up, I might as well just do my usual workout," yawned Izuku as he hopped out of bed, changing into his workout clothes. He took a look at his phone and frowned when he saw that Tenya had not replied back. He quickly sent off another message to Tenya.
"Text me when you're available. I hope your brother is alright"-Izuku
With that, Izuku ran towards his usual workout spot at the beach. Upon arriving, he tossed his gym bag to the side before starting to stretch out as usual. Before he finished, Katsuki showed up, tossing his gym bag next to Izuku's. The two began to work out in silence, running in the sand with just the two of them. Momo and Ochako hadn't shown up for the workout, which was understandable as a normal person would usually be exhausted.
It was at the end of their workout, just as the two were packing up when Katsuki broke the silence.
"Oy, Deku. My old hag wants to celebrate us getting top two in the Sports Festival, and wants me to invite you."
"Oh..., is it you that's asking for me to come or is it your mother?" asked Izuku.
"The old bitch of course," snarked Katsuki, "I'd say fuck off, but she probably already invited your mom, and in turn, you. Now that I said something, she can't punish me for not 'inviting' you. Hell I know where she wants to take us, but whatever. She also said that you could bring others as long as they pay for themselves."
"Are you asking anyone else to come?" inquired Izuku curiously.
Katsuki just scoffed and stomped away. Izuku could only chuckle as he packed his gym bag and went back home. Minutes after finishing up breakfast, he went back out to visit Rekai.
"So you're here brat," stated Rekai, sipping her tea as she heard Izuku come in. She had already heard his steps as he climbed up the stairs but chose to stay at her spot instead of coming out to greet him.
"Master Rekai," greeted Izuku with a small bow.
"Heard about the U.A. Sports Festival on the radio, as well as some of the younger students who watched it. Congratulations on winning," commented Rekai, "Not quite the win you were looking for was it?"
Izuku sighed in agreement, "I was hoping to fight Bakugo or Todoroki, as well as Momo and Ochako, but in the end, I didn't get to fight any of them. The only one was against Itsuka and her classmate named Monoma."
"Well, shit happens," shrugged Rekai as she stood up from her seat, walking towards the dojo, "You coming?"
Izuku quickly followed Rekai into the dojo, wondering what she wanted. As soon as they walked to the middle of the dojo, Rekai turned around, and without warning, attacked. Izuku quickly dodged and parried several strikes before hopping back to gain some distance.
"Your reflexes are still good I see," smiled Rekai as she assumed a fighting position, her left open hand raised in front of her while her right hand was bent, hovering above her left elbow.
"Usual rules?" asked Izuku as he raised his arms up, taking a different fighting position.
"Of course," said Rekai as Izuku approached her.
One fight later
Izuku was left laying on the ground, having been thrown into the floor. It didn't matter that he was immune to almost all blunt damage, it has been a hit to his pride. During their spar, Rekai managed to cut through his defense, grabbing him by the cheeks with one hand while also kicking his foot, destroying his balance and controlling his center of gravity before throwing him into the ground, where she quickly mounted him and threw a punch at his face, stopping just near his face before lightly tapping it.
Sure he could've used his rubber powers or One for All, but that would have defeated the purpose of the spar. To brush up his basics, to make sure he wouldn't stagnate and rely on his quirk all the time.
"Not bad, if it comes to just pure strength or even technique, you're ahead of me. You've even taken my footwork to even higher heights then I could. The only thing missing really is experience and tactics," declared Rekai as she hopped off of Izuku
Izuku could only groan as he pushed himself back up.
"Now then... catch!"
Izuku promptly lifted his arms up to catch whatever had been thrown at him. As his hands curled around the object, he looked down to see he had caught a wooden pole. Realizing just what he had caught, he immediately lifted it above his head. Just in time, too, as a wooden blade smacked into it, blocking what would've hit his head.
"Good, now it's time for another training! Plus, you make a great teaching prop for my other students," grinned Rekai.
"Other students?" trailed off Izuku as he took a peek to the side to see a gathering of younger students looking at the fight in awe.
'When did they get there?' thought Izuku before ducking under another strike.
The match ended pretty much how Izuku thought it would end. With him being disarmed, on the ground from being tripped, and the blade edge pointed at his throat.
"You're doing better than before," commented Rekai as she withdrew her sword before turning to the audience, "You brats, I want 10 laps around the track field! Anyone who doesn't finish it by then can expect to be my next teaching assistant for my demonstrations!"
The other students immediately ran out in fear of being a punching bag. Izuku would only laugh weakly as he sat back up, nursing his wounded pride. Despite winning the U.A. Sports Festival, he knew he had a long way to go. These losses would help him keep himself in check. Speaking of the Sports Festival...
"Master? Did you teach Bakugo some of your moves?" asked Izuku curiously.
"Hmm? The loud brat?" replied Rekai, "Not exactly. Instead, he came here mostly to analyze my fighting style, especially my footwork. I was told he even recorded me using the Ghost Perplexing Step for a bit, writing notes like you usually do."
Izuku couldn't help but snicker at that thought as he slowly stood back up once more, knowing Rekai would want another spar. He wasn't wrong when Rekai struck out once more.
"Hmm, what should we get for lunch?" pondered Ochako as she and Momo were coming back home from the nearest grocery store. The two of them had opted to work out somewhere else instead of the usual spot with Izuku and Katsuki. This was mainly to prevent themselves from confessing to Izuku on the spot. The girls had made a pact with Itsuka and Tsuyu to confess to Izuku together and let him choose. They all agreed that whatever the results, they would all still be good friends. So to avoid temptation of confessing early, Ochako and Momo went to a nearby gym.
"I'm not sure, but I am feeling a little peckish," replied Momo, "Something a bit more filling."
"Just because you can get rid of any extra fat by using your quirk doesn't mean the rest of us can," Ochako pouted lightheartedly. With all their training, they burned through the calories rather fast. Momo could just burn through it faster than them all.
The two of them pondered what to eat before deciding to make some carbonara with the ingredients they bought. It had been Momo's first time actually shopping at a grocery store, and had slightly... splurged on some ingredients in her excitement. As for making the pasta itself... Momo had a 5-star chef that currently worked in the mansion they lived in, and so they would most likely be asking for his help.
"We're home," declared Momo as she opened the mansion's door. Upon opening, both Ochako and Momo noticed four extra pairs of shoes in the front.
"Do we have visitors?" asked Ochako in surprise. Two pairs of the shoes were strangely familiar to her.
"I can't imagine who," blinked Momo, looking at the other two pairs, "They have to be someone familiar, otherwise the maids or butlers wouldn't have let them in."
Then they heard the stomping of footsteps, followed by the sound of bodies hitting the wall with a thud until...
"Ochako!" howled two voices as two figure rapidly approached them, scaring both Ochako and Momo to the point their eyes popped out.
"Mom! Dad!?" shouted Ochako in surprise as she could finally see just who it was, dropping back to her Kansai accent, "Wha- Why're ya here?"
"To see you of course," smiled Ochako's mother, humorously pushing the popped eyeball back into her daughter's eye socket, "And to celebrate with you for reaching the finals."
"Your old man just had to come see his little champion," smiled Ochako's father with a thumbs up.
"Huh? What about work? Did you come by bullet train? But, but-" started Ochako before tearing up.
"Well, mainly to visit you of course, but we do have some work here," Mr. Uraraka humored her daughter before turning to Momo, "We would like to thank you for your words of recommendation to your parents."
"Eh?" blinked Ochako as she turned to Momo.
"I didn't do much," denied Momo with her hands up, "I just merely mentioned your company's name to my parents when they were discussing about constructing a new building as well as repairing some old offices."
"Not to mention you pushed for our company," remarked Mrs. Uraraka, "For that, you have our thanks."
"It was nothing, really!" exclaimed Momo.
"Come on, you girls must be hungry," said Mr. Uraraka as he picked up the dropped groceries, "We can eat together. My wife and I will cook for you."
As the parents began to walk away, Ochako turned to Momo with teary eyes.
"Thank you," whispered Ochako as she hugged Momo, who could only kindly pat Ochako on the back.
"I just took advantage of a situation where both of our families could benefit," smiled Momo.
Ochako smiled back as she pulled back to look Momo in the face before giving a small smirk, "Don't think that'll hold me back from confessing to Deku."
"I wouldn't have it any other way," smirked Momo.
The two began to walk towards the dining hall, where they usually had their meals. It had taken some time for Ochako to get used to eating at such a large room, but Momo insisted that she eat with her there. After all, eating there all by herself made her feel lonely. Her parents would try to come to at least eat dinner with her, but they were always busy.
When they entered the dining hall, it was Momo's turn to be surprised.
"Mother? Father!? What are you two doing here?" asked Momo in shock.
"To see you of course," smiled Mr. Yaoyorozu, "Had to make sure you were eating right."
"Oh hush dear," elbowed Mrs. Yaoyorozu, "He also missed you terribly. With all the projects going on, he had no time to spend time with you. He even missed your entrance ceremony to U.A., as well as your graduation ceremony from middle school. There was no way I would let him miss out celebrating your achievements at the U.A. Sports Festival!"
Momo could only put her hand over her mouth as her eyes began to shine with happiness. It was very rare for her to eat with her family, and this was only lunchtime! Soon enough, the two families were eating lunch together, enjoying the carbonara the chef had made.
"So what made you have time to come?" asked Momo as she sprinkled some Parmesan cheese on her pasta.
"Well, it happened to coincide with the business deal that I'm making with the Uraraka's construction company. I had planned to discuss more details about the building over lunch when Mrs. Uraraka suggested we hold it here so we could spend time with our daughters," explained Mr. Yaoyorozu.
"And before he could say anything else, I said yes and told my husband to accept it or he would be sleeping on the couch for a month," added Mrs. Yaoyorozu, causing the husband to give a sheepish smile.
Momo turned to Mr. Uraraka and politely bowed to him in thanks, to which he waved off.
"Also, I wanted to meet your friend Ochako Uraraka," added Mr. Yaoyorozu, turning to a nervous Ochako, "I wanted to thank you for being my daughter's true friend."
"Eh, it's not a problem," waved Ochako frantically, "She's been really fun to hang around with. I'm sure Momo would've made friends easily upon entering U.A."
"Yet you became her friend before U.A.," stated Mr. Yaoyorozu, "I am well aware that the Yaoyorozu name held much prestige back in my daughter's middle school. Many pursued her in order to get some inside information on my company. And when my daughter's body... matured at a faster rate, quite a few of them pursued her for her body. I am not blind at the attempts to woo my daughter through various means, some of which had their parents attempt to persuade me to convince my daughter to date their son. All of which were met with swift rejection, otherwise I'd really be in trouble from my wife."
Mrs. Yaoyorozu gave her husband a playful swat before continuing, "When my daughter suggested the Uraraka construction company to construct our new building, I was first suspicious that you had convinced my daughter to say that. She, however, was adamant that it was all her own idea, that you had no idea about the suggestion. It showed to us that you truly did not befriend our daughter out of greed or opportunity, but in true friendship."
"Well it was all Deku," blushed Ochako as she tried to hide her face, "He was the link between us."
The Yaoyorozu parents could only laugh before the father continued, "Incidentally, I was impressed with Mr. Uraraka's explanation and procedures of how he would do it. He really emphasizes on safety and proper techniques. Nowadays, most construction companies emphasize how fast they can make a building without even bothering to make sure all safety protocols were followed. Of course, usually, when villains or even heroes cause collateral damage, it's difficult to tell whether the collapse of a building was due to the attack or shoddy workmanship. But we strive to excellence, whether it be our employees or the building we work in. I feel confident in trusting them to lead the construction of the new premises."
Both of Ochako's parents could only blush at the praise Mr. Yaoyorozu was giving them. The two families soon finished lunch and were having tea when both Ochako's and Momo's phone rang. The two of them quickly picked up it up to see it was a group text from Izuku, inviting them to celebrate tomorrow. Both girls smiled and quickly sent a text back saying that they would come. As the girls put away their phones, they looked up to see their parents looking at them with a smirk on their faces.
"Who was that?" asked Mrs. Yaoyorozu with an innocent tone that wouldn't deceive anyone.
"It was just our friend, Izuku," replied Momo, doing her best to portray a poker face.
"Oh my, a first name basis?" asked Mr. Yaoyorozu slyly, "And isn't that the name of the first-year winner of the recent U.A. Sports Festival?"
"Is his last name Deku?" asked Mrs. Uraraka.
"No, it's just a nickname that he lets me call him," mumbled Ochako, trying to stop the rising blush, "He, uh, invited us to go out tomorrow."
"To where? And is it just the three of you?" inquired Mr. Uraraka.
"No! He also invited Itsuka and Iida, and surprisingly Bakugo is coming with. Though Izuku did say it was Bakugo's mother's idea for the party," replied Momo.
The rest of the day for the daughters were spent being interrogated and teased.
"So... how did this happen?" blinked Izuku as he stood at the Bakugo household, where he saw a bus parked in front of them early in the morning.
"Hell I know, I thought we'd be taking a train or several cars to wherever we're supposed to go," barked Katsuki, "Then somehow spiky ponytail's parents contacted my old hag, and the details went over my head. Still don't know where we're going."
Izuku could only shrug as he got onto the bus, along with the Bakugo family, his mother, and surprisingly Toshinori.
"Aren't you supposed to be busy with hero work?" hissed Izuku as he peeked around to make sure nobody was paying attention to him and Toshinori.
"Nezu and Recovery Girl recommended... or rather forced me to take the day off," flinched Toshinori.
"And the real reason you're here?"
"You're mother invited me."
"... What do you have planned for my mother?"
"Nothing! Nothing at all, I just... wait why am I explaining this to you?"
Their conversation was interrupted when Mitsuki shouted at them to stop hiding and come join them. The bus driver soon drove them towards a specified location where the rest of the people who had been invited would join them. Izuku looked outside and blinked when he saw the size of the party coming with them. Ochako, Itsuka, and Momo were standing there, as expected as he had invited them. Tenya was a no show, which was sad but Izuku understood that Tenya needed time.
The others waiting outside, however, were a surprise. Eijiro was standing there, as he had been 'invited' by Katsuki. Mina invited herself in when Eijiro was invited and dragged Toru with her. Tsuyu had been invited by the other girls, who was standing there with her little siblings. Tsuyu had told them that she could not come as she needed to babysit her siblings. She would've been fine with the other three confessing first, but Momo insisted on her coming and even paid for her siblings' tickets. Tsuyu had to contemplate on that still before deciding ongoing, if not to also join in on the confession train, but to let her little siblings have fun. It wasn't often that they got to come out to play.
Itsuka had also invited some of her friends from 1-B so they could mingle with the other class. However, only Setsuna, Yui, and Reiko had been able to come with them. In addition to the students, both of Ochako's parents had come to help supervise the party. Well supervise was one of their missions. The other mission was to observe this Izuku Midoriya.
"So where are we going?" asked Eijiro in excitement as he poked Katsuki.
"Yea, yea!" cheered Mina and Toru.
"Shut the hell up! I don't know!" barked Katsuki, only to get swatted in the head by Mitsuki, "Damn hag! Don't do that!"
"Don't call me hag you brat!" screeched Mitsuki back, "Show some damn respect to your friends!"
The students were treated to a sight of Mitsuki and Katsuki squabbling over each other for a bit.
"I think I get how Bakugo came to be like this," blinked Itsuka as she stared at the squabble.
"Forget about that, we need to discuss about your situation with Midoriya while everyone is distracted," whispered Setsuna, "Are you planning to confess to him today?"
"If there's a tunnel of love, do it there," suggested Reiko, "It's cheesy and old, but effective."
"Be swift, and if you want him to stay, do something a little more personal," suggested Yui, her facial expressions not changing despite what she was suggesting.
"Yui!" hissed Itsuka in embarrassment, her face going red at her imagination.
"Hey if it works, it works," shrugged Setsuna.
"I am not doing that," coughed Itsuka, "Plus I kinda... made a deal with the other girls?"
"What, you're all going to confess together?" joked Setsuna.
When they heard no reply, they all slowly turned back to Itsuka, who was hiding her face with her enlarged hands.
"You're serious?" asked Reiko in disbelief.
"Are you forming a harem with him?" asked Yui bluntly.
"Wow, that's kinky," giggled Setsuna, "You taking any more applicants? I'm sure Yui wants to join."
Itsuka was left babbling for words before she could properly explain how they would confess before letting Izuku decide which one to date. Though Yui's words couldn't help but echo within her mind.
Meanwhile, Izuku was sitting next to Tsuyu's siblings, Samidare and Satsuki. Well sitting next to Samidare was more correct. Satsuki was having fun climbing all over Izuku.
"Satsuki, stop climbing over him," lectured Samidare as he gently tried to pry Satsuki off.
"No, it's fine, it doesn't hurt," smiled Izuku as Satsuki managed to get a good grip on his shoulders before climbing up.
"He's so good with kids," smiled Ochako from a few seats away, sitting with Momo and Tsuyu.
"Only shows just how kinds he is as usual," smiled Momo.
"Kero, I still need to thank you for helping me purchase tickets for my siblings," croaked Tsuyu.
"Oh, it's no worries at all," smiled Momo, "We can't have an uneven playing field when it comes time."
The trio began to have a lighthearted discussion when Satsuki asked a question that froze all of them, especially Tsuyu.
"Are you my Onee-san's boyfriend!?" asked Satsuki as she managed to crawl up onto Izuku's shoulder, who was now giving her a piggyback ride.
The mental facilities of all four girls who had a crush on Izuku came to a screeching halt, each one mentally screaming in their mind. Before Izuku could answer that, though, Mitsuki interrupted them all.
"We're here!" declared Mitsuki, pointing out the window.
Everyone quickly looked out the bus windows and gasped when they saw where they were.
Though the time period of chaos when quirks came about, quite a few things stayed eternal despite the changing times. One was Nintendo, who continued to produce Mario games along with other great titles, along with a few other gaming companies.
Another that stood against the test of time was one famous company with its signature mouse icon, with once full circle in the middle and two other circles attached the main circle above it to form its ears.
"Awesome!" cheered Ejiro while Mina and Toru were jumping with joy with their hands clasped together.
"I've never been here before!" shouted Ochako with a huge grin on her face.
"Feh," scoffed Katsuki, but even he was smiling inside.
"Thanks to Yaoyorzu's parents as well as my husband's connections, along with Inko and my job as models for them sometimes, we managed to score some tickets to one of the most famous parks in Japan! Today, we're going to have fun at Tokyo Disneyland!" shouted Mitsuki, "And we're going to have fun, right!"
"Yeaa!" cheered the students as they quickly got off the bus.
"Whew, just watching them run is tiring," heaved Toshinori as he sat at a bench, watching the teenagers all lining up for a ride.
"A parent's job is always tiring," smiled Inko as she sat next to Toshinori, offering him a cup of tea from the thermos she had packed, "I'm just lucky Izuku was a good boy."
"That he is," murmured Toshinori as he looked around, "I never thought about it, but there are quite a few key differences between this Disneyland and the one in California."
"Oh, you've been to the U.S.?" asked Inko with an interested tone.
"Yea, went to the U.S. For college," nodded Toshinori absentmindedly, "One of my best friends was born in California. He took me to his home state during our break to celebrate."
"And what was his name?" pressed Inko.
"David S... that's not important," coughed Toshinori, clamping down on the information he had almost revealed, "I'm more curious about you. Did you raise Izuku as a single mother all the way?"
"I was married, but I might as well have been a single mother instead of a divorcee," sighed Inko, "My husband was never home much even after we married. I suppose we were foolishly thinking we were in love. After I was pregnant, he moved to another country as his job required him to be there. Now that I think of it, it may have been a way to escape being a father. He rarely came home to the fact that Izuku barely recognized him. It only got worse when Izuku was first diagnosed quirkless. That just became the final straw."
"It must have been difficult," gulped Toshinori, knowing just what it felt like being quirkless. He had been one, after all, before he inherited One for All. He knew the discrimination, the glares, the pressure from being quirkless.
"Still, it was weird how he suddenly developed a rubbery body one day, years after being diagnosed quirkless," remarked Inko.
'Ah, young Midoriya still hasn't told his mother about the Devil Fruit,' thought Toshinori before deciding to change the subject, "So, have you noticed how Izuku seems to constantly seated next to four specific girls on each ride?"
"Yes! And once I'm done with Izuku, he'll be wooing all four of them!" cackled Inko, shocking Toshinori at her sudden change in demeanor, "Then I'll have lots of grandbabies to spoil! I've always wanted to give Izuku a little brother or sister, but some things just weren't meant to be. Momo, Ochako, and Itsuka are a definite, though I am surprised at the new girl. I believe her name is Tsuyu Asui?"
"That is correct," nodded Toshinori, looking over to another side. The younger siblings were busy eating ice cream with Ochako's parents watching over them, smiling as they waved at their only daughter.
"I can feel their pain," sighed Inko as she also looked over at Ochako's parents, "Though maybe not as much as them, there was a period of time when money became very tight. I never had the chance to bring Izuku to amusement parks like this during his childhood. I've heard Ochako's dream of becoming a successful hero so she can give her parents an easier life."
"Mmm," hummed Toshinori. Perhaps he could help out his students a little more. He was a teacher, and a teacher's job is supposed to help his students? Before he could say anything, he heard a disturbance with his sharp ears.
"Excuse me, I'll be right back. Need to use the bathroom," said Toshinori as he excused himself.
Seconds later, a loud crash could be heard by Inko, followed by people screaming in panic.
"Hahaha, fear me!" shouted a villain wearing cat ears with large sharp teeth, "Today, I will bring Disney down to its-."
"California Smash!"
Before the villain could even make its debut, he was instantly smashed into the ground by All Might. The hostages the villain had captured were instantly saved by All Might, who quickly put them safely on the ground.
"No need to worry, because I AM HERE!" laughed All Might, "Now I hope you all enjoy your day at one of the happiest places on Earth! I will not linger for long, as I wouldn't want to hinder your time here!"
Before a flash mob could even form, All Might had already jumped away. Quite a few tried to chase after him, but they soon lost him.
"Ah man, I can't believe we got to see All Might in action like that!" exclaimed Eijiro.
"Kero, don't we see him at school as our teacher?" asked Tsuyu.
"Yea, but not in action like this!" retorted Eijiro.
"He's got a point," nodded Mina.
Inko looked around a little before noticing Toshinori jogging back, looking a little tired.
"What did I miss?" asked Toshinori as he sat back down.
"You just missed All Might in action," chuckled Inko, "You know, that's the second time you missed him. Once during the awards ceremony at the U.A. Sports Festival, and just now."
"Hehehe, strange coincidence, isn't it?" laughed Tohinori while a lot of cold sweat was pouring down his back.
Later, he insisted on riding Splash Mountain, letting the water splash disguise his sweat. The fact that Inko went with him was a nice side bonus. The water really made her clothes cling to her bo... Toshinori physically smashed his face with his own fist to stop that line of thought.
"Man, today was so fun!" cheered Toru and Setsuna as they sang side by side in the bus that was driving them home.
Eijiro was busy 'dueling' Samidare with the new lightsabers they had built. Tsuyu was taking care of Satsuki, who looked to be on a sugar high. Mina was engaged in a conversation with the other girls. Katsuki was merely looking out the window with a grumpy face as usual, though his look was slightly spoiled with the mouse hat that Mitsuki had stuffed on him. Izuku was gazing at the new hero signature that he had gotten, one that worked along with the park, his quirk being able to summon a giant key.
Mitsuki was busy snuggling with Masaru while Ochako's parents were napping after such a long day. Only Toshinori was actively making sure things were alright, though the sight of Inko snuggling into his arms was rather comforting.
It was already night when the bus was pulling up to the Bakugo household. Due to Mitsuki's insistence, they were invited to dine there too. Only Reiko and Toru had declined, saying that they had dinner plans with family, and so had been dropped off early.
"Come on brats, let's get off the bus!" shouted Mitsuki as she took the first steps off, "We're going to have a delicious dinner, cooked by Inko!"
"Mitsuki, we should just order out after a long day," advised Masaru.
"No, don't worry, I can still cook," smiled Inko as she hopped off the bus, "We already bought the ingredients yesterday."
"We can help out!" volunteered Mrs. Uraraka, with a firm nod from her husband.
"That's great...," started Mitsuki before trailing off, staring at her front door. Or rather, staring at who was standing there.
"You!" growled Mitsuki, "What are you doing here!?"
"Honey, what's wro-," started Masaru before noticing a figure standing at their front door. His eyes suddenly narrowed as his hands began to clench and unclench.
Katsuki noticed his dad's action and was quite frankly a little freaked out. His mother hating or barking at anyone wasn't out of the ordinary. In fact, she usually yelled at anything that annoyed her, including newscasters. His father, on the other hand, was usually a meek soul that let his wife run over him for the most part. There were a few times that his father stood firm on some decisions, though the aftermath ended up with Katsuki investing in earplugs as Mitsuki dragged him into the bedroom with that look in her eyes.
"Mitsuki what's wrong?" asked Inko as she looked around Mitsuki to see why she had stopped.
"Inko, get back into the bus," said Mitsuki with a low tone, trying to push Inko back, but it was too late. Inko had seen just who was standing there.
"Hisashi?"
"Stop pushing!" hissed Setsuna.
"But we're too curious for our own good!" whined Mina.
"This doesn't concern any of us," barked Katsuki.
"You say that Baku-bro, but why are you here too?" asked Eijiro as he leaned forward.
"Argg, I wish Toru was here, she could just go incognito and listen to the whole thing," huffed Mina.
"I don't think we should be listening to this, Kero," suggested Tsuyu.
"You say that, but we're still here aren't we?" mumbled Ochako.
Momo and Itsuka could only nod in agreement as they had a sound amplifier pointed in a specific direction, both listening to headphones that Momo had created.
"Can't you make more of those for us?" suggested Yui, "Or perhaps make a listening device? I can shrink it even further and Uraraka can toss it over to stick."
The others looked at Momo, who looked down a bit before replying, "Boys, look away."
Eijiro and Katsuki immediately did so as Momo lifted her shirt up to create the item.
While the students were trying to eavesdrop from the hallway/kitchen, the Urarakas were taking care of Tsuyu's siblings in another room, away from the impending conflict.
Finally, in the living room, Izuku and Inko sat at one side of the table in a coach while Hisashi sat on the other side of the table, facing them. Mitsuki was growling behind Inko, unwilling to let them out of her sight. Masaru was serving tea to both sides while Toshinori merely leaned against a bookshelf, watching the whole thing.
"What do you want?" started Inko with a stare.
"Can't I just come visit my lovely ex-wife and child?" asked Hisashi.
"Yea, like we'd buy that," barked Mitsuki, "You haven't been back in 15 years! I would've preferred to keep that streak up."
"Please, this is a family matter," replied Hisashi with a raised eyebrow.
"This hasn't been a 'family' for years Hisashi," stated Inko with her eyes narrowed, "Mitsuki is more family than you."
Hisashi could only sigh as he sipped on some tea, giving Masaru a compliment on the brewing. One that Masaru chose to ignore.
"I suppose I should go straight to the point," said Hisashi after a minute of silence, "I want Izuku to live with me in England."
"What!?" hissed all the eavesdropper.
"What!?" shouted the adults besides Hisashi.
"No," said Izuku instantly.
"Come on, don't you want to live with your old man?" appealed Hisashi, "I don't know if you the real and full story, but I was in a real hard spot between being able to support you or being able to spend time with you."
Seeing Izuku remaining silent, Hisashi pressed on, "It took me a while, but I now have a stable job in England where I don't have to travel anymore. It's near London, near the city so plenty of stuff for you to do there. It'd be great to see new sights, right? And make new friends!"
"I'm attending U.A.," stated Izuku curtly, "Why would I give up going to one of the best hero schools?"
Hisashi smiled as he pulled out a brochure from his pocket, placing it in front of him. Izuku and Inko couldn't help but raise their eyes as soon as they saw the brochure's title.
"With your grade and your performance at the U.A. Sports Festival, you can easily get into the Chivalrous Order High's Hero Course. I have connections within the school that can expedite the transfer into the hero class there. And if it goes well, you might be able to get into the Knights of the Round Table in your very first year!"
Toshinori couldn't help but clench his fist at that. The school that Hisashi mentioned was a very prestigious academy, possibly on par with U.A. High. And further inside their Hero Course was the Knights of the Round Table, a prestigious order within the Hero Course that extended to all its high school students, regardless of what year they were in. Only a total of 15 Hero Course students out of possibly 150 could be in it. And despite it being the famous 'Round Table', there was a leader of the group. Each member in the order inherited one of the famous knight's names, with the leader of course name Arthur. Toshinori had no doubt that if Izuku went there, he would certainly be inducted into the Knights of the Round Table in his first year, and would grow to inherit the name Arthur within the order. Just being in the order opened up many doors for the said student, with being the leader obviously reaping the most benefit.
"Surely you want to see something new, right? I know I haven't been 'father of the year' material, but I'm more than willing to start up here and now. Will you give me that chance to be your father?"
Izuku remained silent for a bit before responding, "What about mom?"
Hisashi winced at that before responding, "I... errr... well I remarried after the divorce, so it would be awkward for her to come. You'd love your new stepmom, though, she's very sweet. If you want, you can live with me during the school year and live with Inko during the summer and winter breaks!"
Hisashi leaned forward to Izuku, "So what do you say? We can have loads of fun doing father-son outings and stuff!"
Hisashi, smiled, thinking he was very close to hooking Izuku when he was slapped down with Izuku's resounding reply.
"No."
Hisashi's smile instantly faded at that, "Why not? This is a good chance to start over. I know you didn't have many before you went to U.A. High. And even then, you've only been with them for a month or so. Not to mention you were attacked while still in the middle of training, too! You would be in a much safer environment on becoming a hero."
"Several reasons," replied Izuku, "Transferring isn't as easy as you make it, especially across the globe and especially if you're in a Hero Course. I doubt that even with my performance and grades, the moment I transfer to Chivalrous Order High, I'd be placed in the General Ed course so I don't kick out anyone from the Hero Course until the next year. I'm not putting my Hero training on hold for you. Secondly, I have real friends whom I cherish very much and don't fancy leaving them any time soon. Thirdly, I'm the Vice-President for my class, and I can't and won't abandon my responsibilities just to be with you."
"Fourthly, U.A. High is a prestigious school that is just as good as Chivalrous Order High, maybe even higher as it is All Might's alma mater. Not to mention on the staff is All Might himself, the number one hero in Japan, if not the entire world."
Toshinori couldn't help but stand up a little taller at this praise. Sure he was number one in Japan and arguably America, but the whole world? He wasn't too sure if he was, but then again the top heroes of each country didn't seek out other top heroes from other countries just to see who was stronger. Not to mention each government was a bit protective of their top heroes.
"Fifthly, all Hero Course students are most likely busy with their training in both the summer and winter break. Meaning that I wouldn't even be able to visit mom."
"We could-" started Hisashi, only for Izuku to interrupt, "And I doubt U.A. and Chivalrous Order High would work together, despite your 'connections', or so you claim.
"Lastly, and the most important one of them all," snarled Izuku, standing up from his coach now before slamming his hands onto the table, hard, "You never bothered to notice me for 15 years already! No notes, no 'how are you?', not even a happy birthday. You ignored me, and for the most part, you ignored mom. We were doing fine without you, we'll be fine without you!"
"Impudent brat, I am your father and your family!" shouted Hisashi.
"A father is there for his child! A family sticks together!" retorted Izuku, "Something you never did! When the test results came out that I was quirkless when I was four, you abandoned us on the fly! You cheated on mom before the divorce! If you're supposed to be a role model for me, then you're a hell of a bad one!"
"Don't you shout at me, young man," howled an enraged Hisashi, "Maybe if your mom didn't lie about your status, then this wouldn't have happened! Quirkless my ass, you have a quirk now, don't you?"
"Oh, you only came back because I have one?" responded Izuku, "Not because you missed me? Face it, you only want me again because I got first place in the U.A. Sports Festival! You can take your offer, and to take a quote from Bakugo and his mom, SHOVE IT UP YOUR FUCKING ASS!"
"Yea you said it boy!" grinned Mitsuki
"Fuck yea!" echoed Katsuki from the hallway, followed by lots of shushing noises.
"I will not be spoken like that!" demanded Hisashi, "You will obey me, I am your father!"
"News flash, no you're not," shot back Izuku, "You got divorced, remember? You gave up all rights to even be my dad. Don't think I don't know mom sending you a letter stating that my quirk finally appeared!"
Inko gasped at that. She had sent that letter in secret back years ago, a month after Izuku somehow gained a quirk in the second grade. It had been a rather secret and desperate hope for Inko back then that they could become a family again. That hope had been crushed when the letter was returned without it ever been opened. Inko threw the letter away, but Izuku had seen his mother's tears that day without her noticing. Without her noticing, Izuku went threw the trash pile and found the said letter. Flipping it over, he noticed the stamp saying rejected by the recipient, as well as a small scribble.
Don't write to me ever again!
That day, any hope of Hisashi coming back died inside Izuku.
"I know mom sent a letter, and you sent it back without even reading it as well as telling mom never to write to you again!" shouted Izuku, "I'm not going to abandon mom, who's been here and supporting me her whole life, just on some off chance to be with someone who never cared for us! You probably only want the fact you can brag about having a son who won the U.A. Sports Festival at your workplace! So my final answers is NO!"
Hisashi glared at Izuku for a second before whirling to Inko, "This is your fault! If you hadn't lied, none of this would've happened!"
"I did no such thing!" screamed Inko in a scandalous tone, "As Izuku said, I sent you a mail as soon as Izuku got a quirk! You were the one who ignored it!"
Hisashi ignored Inko's logical words, pushing through with his temper, "I bet you cheated on me bitch! Izuku's quirk is nothing even closely related to ours! How many did you sleep with before we married!?"
Hisashi's hand was raised, already coming down to slap Inko as he spouted nonsense. However, he was stopped, but by the most unlikely person he could imagine.
It wasn't Inko, who had her hands up towards her mouth, looking horrified at his words.
It wasn't Izuku, who looked ready to tackle Hisashi for his words.
It wasn't Mitsuki, who had been ready to punch Hisashi for his shit.
It wasn't Katsuki, who had blasted his way forward to attack Hisashi when he insulted Inko, whom when asked would deny everything, he viewed as an auntie.
It wasn't Toshinori, who had been ready to use his most powerful attack to smash Hisashi, giving no crap about revealing his secret identity.
It wasn't any of the eavesdroppers, despite Eijiro shouting how unmanly Hisashi was.
Instead, it was whom Hisashi viewed as the meekest one out of all them, that had punched Hisashi full in the face. Masaru had enough of Hisashi's tirade and punched him. Not only that, Masaru's punch had been a palm strike, and when it made contact onto Hisashi's face and created a bit of friction, his attack exploded.
That attack sent Hisashi flying into the wall, his back crashing rather hard into it. Everybody else froze at the sight of Masaru's face as he breathed heavily, looking very pissed.
"You... asshole!" grunted Masaru, "How dare you accuse Inko of such a thing!? Don't put her down at your level, you cheater!"
"You're the one she's cheating with, isn't she?" spat Hisashi, "That's why you're so protective of her!"
"Like hell he did!" roared Katsuki, eager to pounce at Hisashi if it wasn't for the fact Eijiro, Mina, and Setsuna were holding him back, "He's not a pathetic loser like you! Least Deku didn't inherit your stupidity! Or everything else, really, just your stupid shaggy hair and freckles!"
Izuku didn't know whether to take that as a compliment or not.
Hisashi growled as he breathed out fire, as per his quirk. Then he grinned as he took a deep breath. If they were going to be like this, then he might show them the price for defying him with a torched house.
Before he could even exhale, something, or someone, grabbed him by the face, covering his mouth completely. Before Hiashi could exhale fire or do anything, the voice cut through him like a sword.
"Don't even think about it."
Hiashi looked down at just who had grabbed him and froze completely. Standing there in front of him while grabbing his face stood Toshinori, glaring at him with his sunken blue eyes. Hiashi didn't understand why he was frozen like this! Toshinori looked like some weak skinny man that a mere breeze of wind could knock him over. Yet not only was he firmly holding his mouth shut, but he also looked so much larger than before. As if towering over him while he was just a small insect. And that figure just kept getting bigger and bigger the longer he stared into Toshinori's eyes.
'Is this a quirk?' thought Hisashi for a second before that thought was mercilessly pushed away as another emotion took over.
Fear
Hisashi knew then and there that this man wasn't someone he could mess with. Someone he could never mess with, past, present, or future. Something about this man screamed power! Hisashi had no idea who Toshinori was, and had no desire to find out any more. It was time to cut his losses now!
"Now then, you're going to leave this house, you're going to leave Japan and go back home to where you live now. You will no longer threaten anyone here anymore, and continue living your life as you did before you came here. Blink once if you understand," said Toshinori calmly.
Hisashi whimpered as he blinked once as ordered, and tried his best not to blink again until told to.
"Good. Now I'm going to let you go now. If your next move is anything but heading out of the door, we will have problems," ordered Toshinori as he dropped Hisashi to the floor.
Hisashi sat there for a good ten seconds before Toshinori barked at him, "Move!"
Hiashi scrambled out of the door, never looking back in fear that Toshinori would change his mind. A few seconds later, the screeching of tires could be heard leaving that Bakugo household.
"Nice job man," praised Mitsuki, slapping Toshinori on the back, "Though I wish you'd let me smack him around a bit before you kicked him out!"
Toshinori stumbled for a second before using the momentum to walk towards Inko.
"Are you alright?" asked Toshinori, looking over at Inko, who was currently being supported by Izuku.
Inko looked up at Toshinori, her eyes hollowed over for a bit before turning warm at the sight of Toshinori.
"I'm fine, thank you for stopping him," whispered Inko as she relaxed back onto the couch, "He was about to use his quirk, consequences be damned. I can tell after being with him for so long. Sorry Mitsuki, but I don't think I can cook in the state I'm in right now."
"No problem, we'll just call for a sushi platter or pizza or something," shrugged Mitsuki.
"Allow me to pay for it," insisted Toshinori, grabbing his wallet out, "Get whatever you want."
"We'll do just that then," smiled Masaru as he took the wallet before Mitsuki could snatch it and order whatever it is she wanted, "You three should stay here. Inko, Izuku, if you want, you can stay with us tonight. Izuku can share a room with Katsuki."
"Like hell I am!" shouted Katsuki, only to be smacked in the head by Mitsuki.
"Damn brat, be more respectful!" shouted Mitsuki.
"Ya damn hag!" roared Katsuki, causing the two to squabble once more.
"Thank you for the offer, but we should be alright," thanked Inko before hooking her arm around Toshinori, "But if Toshi-chan stays with us for the night, we should be fine, right?"
"Ehh.. Ummm... Yea, I can definitely stay the night!" stated Toshinori in a nervous tone.
Izuku gave Toshinori a strange look before changing it into a face of relief. If the number one hero slept at his place, then there was no doubt that they would be safe. Of course, he would make sure they were sleeping in a separate room, at the very least.
"I guess we're going to have to push that confession to a later date," sighed Itsuka as the four girls managed to find a private place to talk within the Bakugo household.
"Kero, it would be difficult to do so after such a confrontation," nodded Tsuyu.
"Man, it stinks how Deku's dad ruined our chance," pouted Ochako.
"Regardless, we should attempt our endeavor at another time," advised Momo, "Perhaps after the internship?"
"Guess its the only way," frowned Itsuka, "Doing it during the internship would be too distracting for all of us. But we have to do it afterward for sure. I'm not sure I can hold it in any longer than that."
The four girls nodded as one before quickly rejoining the party. Mitsuki had managed to whip up some curry with the help of Ochako's parents and surprisingly Katsuki, who showed them all his knife skills. Masasru went ahead and ordered a sushi platter as a side to help supplement the dinner. Soon enough, they were heading back to their respective homes.
"Geez, haven't felt that feeling for a long time," chuckled Toshinori as he bade Izuku a good night, who immediately fell asleep upon hitting the bed, but not before making sure that he wouldn't be doing anything with Inko. It was pretty heart-warming, to be honest, after what had happened. He couldn't blame Izuku for not trusting anyone with his mom, not after that scumbag.
As Toshinori went into the kitchen to get something to drink before turning to bed at the coach that they were letting him sleep on, he noticed a light coming from the dining room. Curious about just what Inko was doing, he took a peek. Then he quickly reeled his head back behind the wall, quickly trying to control the blood flow rushing to his face. Coughing into his fist, Toshinori slowly walked back into the living room.
Sitting on a chair with a wine glass of red wine sat Inko, who was swirling it around while looking down at some photos scattered on the table. She took a sip, finishing up her wine before using her quirk to pull a bottle of wine sitting away from her, pouring another generous amount into the wine glass before putting it back down. Toshinori could tell she had quite a bit already by the healthy flush she had on her skin. If it was just that, then Toshinori would've been fine.
No, it was what was mixed with that. For you see, Inko was wearing a green silk negligee that emphasized her curves. The style itself was pretty conservative, covering up to her mid-thigh with only a small slit of her cleavage revealed. However, the contrast between her flushed skin and silk green nightwear enhanced her beauty, causing Toshinori to gaze at her beauty before controlling himself.
"I think you might have too much Mi-" started Toshinori, only for Inko to give him a small glare, "I mean, Inko."
Inko relaxed as she took another sip of wine, "I don't know. I feel fine."
"What are you looking at?" asked Toshinori curiously as he took a seat, shifting the subject of drinking away for now.
He looked down to see various photos of Izuku and Inko together across all ages. He could even spot a few with him in it, together with the family. As his eyes trailed down the years of photos, he noticed something all in common. There were no photos of Hisashi with Izuku at all. It was rather disturbing to see, to be honest. All these photos, and no sight of Hisashi playing with Izuku, or even holding him. Even the hospital photo that Toshinori noticed only had Inko holding onto a newborn Izuku. He first thought was perhaps that Hisashi had been the one holding the camera, only to notice a mirror to the side of the hospital bed, reflecting on just who was holding the photo. A careful squint showed it had been a female nurse taking the photo.
"It's funny," stated Inko as her eyes stopped on one photo, "When we got married, we swore we would be together forever. Funny how such a promise can be easily broken."
Toshinori looked over to see a wedding photo of her and Hisashi, both smiling at the camera. Yet in Toshinori's eyes, there was something lurking behind Hisashi's eyes.
"I'm not sure when we started to drift apart," mused Inko as she took another sip of her wine, "Maybe he got cold feet? Or he was tired of me when I got pregnant? Before I got pregnant? Or perhaps he found some other woman during, or even before our marriage, willing to be his mistress? It would explain why he was so willing to work out of the country despite the strain it would put on our marriage."
Inko sighed as she took another photo, this one with her and Izuku.
"The only good thing that came out of this marriage was my son Izuku. When he was born, I always held hope that someday, Hisashi would come home. Even when we divorced, I still held hope that he would come back. Even with that letter, I still held on to some sort of hope. I never dated anyone in that hope. But today, that hope has finally died. And yet, I'm not sad. Instead... I feel... free. That I can finally move on from him. Does that make me a bad woman? A shallow woman? And am I that undesirable?"
Before Inko could do anything or say anything, she found her head pressed into Toshinori's chest, his arm wrapped firmly around her.
"You are beautiful," whispered Toshinori, "Your ex-husband failed to see what beauty you have both inside and outside. You are not shallow, nor bad. You are, as you said, free. No longer beholden by the expectations of someone you no longer have to worry about."
Inko could only smile as she pressed her head in, slowly inhaling Toshinori's scent. It felt warm, safe, and powerful. The two of them remained in that position for several minutes before...
"We should get some sleep," advised Toshinori as he reluctantly withdrew his arms, "I have to get up early tomorrow."
Inko nodded as she stood up, only to almost fall due to her legs not coordinating well with her body.
"I seemed to have drunk a little too much," blushed Inko as Toshinori quickly helped her up, "Can you carry me to my bed?"
Toshinori obliged, carrying Inko bridal style to her bedroom and gently laying her down. As he helped tuck her in, Inko waived Toshinori closer, as if wanting to whisper something to his ear. Toshinori leaned forward, only for Inko to suddenly lean up and give him a quick kiss to his lips.
"Good night," smiled Inko as she fell back on her pillow.
Toshinori could only stare in shock before walking away with a smile on his face, both his way of walking and his facial expression lopsided.