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The sound of running footsteps could be heard through the streets as the hunters ran after the large blonde man ahead of them. Izuku and his team had been fighting on the battlefield for two weeks straight now, they'd found all might earlier today and now were chasing him through the streets trying to stop him. They had the chance and even with quirk exhaustion setting in with most of them, they still had the chance to get rid of him. As the man ran, a strange distortion appeared ahead of him, the man laughed in triumph. 

“We need to grab him now!” Izuku yelled, “Don't let his ass get away!” they all put on a burst of speed before the man vanished through the distortion. Izuku swore and tried to stop but the distortion grew and swallowed him and his team, his stomach dropped as it felt like he was being torn apart and then his vision blurred and blacked before he felt himself fall. When he opened his eyes again he frowned and looked around. They were in the middle of the UA campus, but it was bright and it looked to be about mid afternoon. “what the fuck?” he asked the others. 

Hitoshi turned to glare at his friend, “You. You did this. You and that fucking bad luck quirk of yours. I swear it’s part of your kitsune quirk. Been hiding it or some shit. Now look at us. Dropped here in the middle of broad daylight! When the fuck even are we? How much time did we lose?” 

“stupid fucking nerd!” Katsuki growled as he sat up and looked around. “what the actual fuck? I fucking hate your ass.”

Izuku groaned, he hurt so much. He had slashes down his chest, and was bruised in places he didn't wanna be bruised in. “shut the fuck up Hitoshi, I didn't do shit.” he glared, “how the fuck should I fucking know that? All I fucking know is this is ass mights fucking fault not mine.”

“Calm down,” Denki groaned, “Us arguing’s not doing any of us any favors. We’re all hurt and confused and there’s a fucking psycho on the loose in case anyone forgot. So, let’s pick ourselves up and find him. We can bicker like married couples that should’ve been divorced three decades ago later. I want a damn bath. I stink and I hurt.”

“Did anyone see where All Might went?” Shoto asked, looking around, “Hey, since when did the school have less discoloration in the walls? Wasn’t that where the explosion of third year happened?” He pointed to a part of the wall that was still perfectly intact.

Izuku frowned and looked where his friend pointed, “yeah..” okay that was strange. He looked around again, “why the hell aren't the sentinel bots out? We've been off campus for weeks, there should be more security right now.”

Katsuki growled and got up, “fucking hell. I don't think this is our fucking UA.” he may be the explosive blonde of the group, but he was smart. He froze when he heard people coming towards them. “get ready.” he got into a fighting stance just in case villains had found them. 

A group came towards the five of them, each ready to defend themselves. The five of them watched as their old senseis surrounded them. However, they looked younger than they should have. There were less scars on them, they didn’t look as dead inside. Or outside. Two of the teachers standing there the group hadn’t seen alive in two years. 

“Did one of the kids slip me something?” Hizashi asked, confused as he looked at the five men, “That can’t be five of our students older and, well, more stabby, standing there.” 

Hitoshi tilted his head as he looked at the two. “eraser? Mic?” he asked softly, this was fucked up. 

Shoto huffed, “we haven't drugged anyone since second year thank you very much.”

Izuku rolled his eyes at his friends. “it seems we either time traveled, or dimension hopped… Or something.” he ran a hand through his white hair before he flinched, the wounds on his chest pulling and causing pain. “I'm too tired for this shit. Someone ol'yeller me please.”

“Don’t waste a bullet,” Denki said, “How about a little electroshock therapy? I’m sure you’ll forget allllllll about this. Make you ten years old again.” He held up his hand and let a few zaps off. 

“Fuck off. If I can’t fucking die, you can’t fucking die,” Katsuki growled.

Shouta just blinked, “What the hell? You know what,  I haven’t had enough coffee for this shit. Here,” He carefully took his capture weapon off, “Someone take this. If the rat jumps out, he’s yours. I’m gonna drink from the pot.” 

Hitoshi's eyes widened. “you better not do that without me, old man. I haven't had a drop of coffee in days, and if I don't get some soon, I'll start making people dress in drag and do the hula.”

Shoto took the capture weapon from him with a shrug. “I don't mind if the rat jumps out, as long as it's not the senile old coot we're all good.”

Izuku glared at his brother. “shut up kats, I'm more than fucking done with this, we lost the fucking asshole, I'm bleeding and it's starting to fucking itch, and I'm so close to just shifting and making your ass carry me for the rest of the day after you stitch me up again.”

“Can’t stitch your ass up if it’s all furry,” Katsuki rolled his eyes, “I’m not carrying your ass either. I’m fucking tired too. And I’m injured. So, suck it up, Bubbles. Get one of them to do it.” He pointed to  the teachers.

“I mean, unless they plan to kill us all right now. Oh, the sweet release of death,” Denki threw his arms out even as it pulled at his injuries, “Take me now! I beckon thee, sweet death! Take this willing soul into the promise land!” 

Snipe held his hands up, “I’m not shootin’ anyone. Y’all need therapy.” 

Hound dog shook his head and growled. “I think they're beyond my help, snipe.”

Shoto rolled his eyes. “Hey, we aren't that bad, could be worse after so many years at war.” he looked at Katsuki, “shut up buttercup, leave bubbles alone already.”

Vlad was so confused. “umm.. Why are those two not trying to kill each other?” 

Izuku glared and growled at Shoto. “Shut up, blossom! Don't be mean to buttercup.” yeah, okay they were fucked in the heads. He looked at the scarf, “rat father, please stop playing schrodinger's scarf.”

Shoto stuck his tongue out at Katsuki like the adult he totally was while Katsuki flipped him off with both his middle fingers. The bundle in Shoto’s arms began to move before out popped Nedzu. “Hello. Am I a mouse, a dog, a bear? Who knows. I’m the principal! Now, you five seem to be quite interesting indeed. Would you care to tell us how you came here?”

“I swear I'm surrounded by idiots.” Hitoshi said as he pinched the bridge of his nose. 

Izuku sighed, “sure, we were on the front lines the last few days, on our way back we spotted all might, so of course we gave chase. That fuckers been terrorizing Japan long enough. As we were running a weird distortion appeared and after he vanished we were engulfed and wound up here.”

“Why would you be chasing after Yagi,” Vlad seemed confused, “He’s not the best hero out there, but I wouldn’t go so far as to say he’d be capable of terrorizing Japan.” 

“He’s an idiot with a complex,” Hizashi said, having pulled Shouta to a stop to keep him from running off to drink from the coffee pot once he’d handed the capture weapon off. They didn’t need him to do that again…today. “Why wounded? Do you need help? You aren’t planning on attacking the kids here, are you? Just checking cause they’re the main priority.” 

Denki flopped painfully on his partner, “You love us. I’m your idiot. No take backsies. I’ll hunt you down and tie you to the bed. You know I can do it too.” 

“Front lines,” Nedzu asked, his little head tilted to the side, “Intriguing. If you’re injured, we could continue this discussion in the infirmary. Though, I would ask you not attack the Yagi of this time or place. It is unsure if you are speaking from a different timeline or dimension. It’s fascinating, don’t you all think? A lovely puzzle to make the day more enjoyable! I’m quite excited.” 

Shoto growled. “he's been killing people for years, he likes to play the dumb ass roll but he's no idiot. He planned his overthrow well.”

Izuku nodded, “why would we hurt the students? And we're hurt because we were fighting a war, mic. I know saber got me with those damn claws of his, if it wasn't for the nanite tech we all got, I'd be dead from his poison.” he would always be grateful for the mad hatter for creating their implants. It saved them so many fucking times over the years. “I'd rather not go to the infirmary, we can patch each other up.. But if you wanna know if this is a time thing, or a dimension thing, call the old coot.”

“See, I’m not the only one that doesn’t need to go see her when hurt,” Shouta huffed, trying to pull away from Hizashi without ripping his costume. He wanted his coffee, damn it. 

Hizashi rolled his eyes, “Shut the hell up. You came back with a knife sticking out of you. You had to go see her.” He looked at the others, “Why don’t you want to go to the infirmary? Just asking. Not like I can hog tie you or use intimacy as a weapon to force you to go.” Okay, that last part he hadn’t meant to say, but Shouta had been a brat about not going to get healed up.

“I mean, you probably could,” Denki shrugged on Hitoshi still, “Just gotta rub him the right way. Like a genie!”

“Interesting. I’ll call him as soon as I get to my office,” Nedzu said, sounding far too excited, “This is becoming quite the interesting day. If only it were my birthday.” 

“Great the fucking rat's excited. Now we're all fucking in for it. Sparky, play chess with him or some shit to distract him.” Katsuki huffed. 

“No, send Izuku, that way there'll be less adhd chaos and more concrete world domination plans.” Shoto argued. 

“fuck off sparky,” he growled a blush tinting his cheeks. “because mic, recovery girl won't heal me and sparky anymore, and she likes to yell at and scold the rest of us for being ‘reckless’ or some shit.” he'd gained his quirk right before starting in the school, it was painful and hard to control the elements when he first started, denki also had trouble with his, which is why he had so many fissures but the bitch didn't care. Said it was their own fault.

Denki turned his head on Hitoshi’s shoulder to look at Izuku with a wide smile, “Nope. You’re stuck with me too. Unless you wanna finally put me out of my misery. But then you’ll have to deal with me haunting your ass and I’ll cock block you any time you even attempt to get some. Love you, though.” 

“Wait,” Nemuri said, frowning, “I’ll admit I’m not the homeroom teacher, but I’ve never heard her ever deny someone help. Again, I can’t speak for what’s now 2A, but I know my class was never denied. Is it possible…could that be something different here? Or should we do an investigation into her just to make sure, Nedzu?” She grabbed Austin’s hand for support. The idea a student went without help broke her heart. 

Nedzu nodded, “even if that is different here. Maybe we should look into it just to make sure. For now, you all should go get patched up while I call sorahiko.”

Izuku shrugged, “could be, I was quirkless until I was seventeen. My quirk’s incredibly hard to control and it took me a year to get a handle on it.” He looked at the others. “What do you guys think?”

Shoto shrugged, “we're all hurt, yeah the implants helped but they aren't the end all. We need to be up to fighting weight again so we can track that bastard down.”

Hitoshi nodded, running fingers through Denki's hair, “yeah, let's at least give it a chance. We're exhausted and running on fumes. I'm not even sure she could heal us right now with her quirk but she'll have sterile shit down there.”

Denki would have purred if he could’ve as fingers ran through his hair, “I’ll zap her if she’s a bitch. Don’t care if she’s old as fuck, not getting hurt by her again.” 

Katsuki sighed, “Fine. I’ll go too. Let’s just get fixed up. Maybe we’ll actually get to fucking sleep for once. Fuck,  I want a bed or something fucking spicy to eat. You all can’t cook worth shit.”

“Wonderful,” Nedzu clapped his paws together, “Then why don’t we head up there and get the five of you looked at. You can explain more while there. Would you like something fresh to wear? I’m sure we have some spare clothes around the school the five of you could put on.” 

Shoto nodded, “please.. A shower sounds like heaven right now. I can feel the gunk on my skin and it's gross.” he said as they began to follow them into the school. 

“fuck you, I can cook great, keep it up and I wont make the spicy chocolate and sweets you like anymore.” Izuku said annoyed. “kami, a bed sounds amazing, I wanna curl up and snuggle chonk and just.. Sleep for a fucking week” 

Vlad and the others were so confused. “I'll let ecto know to cover mic and eraserhead classes. We can't all be out like this for long.” he said as the others split off and headed back towards their classes. It wasn't long before they reached the infirmary and walked in. The five men were tense as they stood there. 

Hitoshi gave a nervous huff, “So…who do we push in like a virgin sacrifice? I vote our friendly ace in the hole or the white rabbit. Cause, you know, I like fucking my zappy zap here. I’d rather not deal with him jumping out the window if she does something wrong and he end up killing her.” 

“What the fuck?” Hizashi whispered, shocked. 

Izuku glared, “Hitoshi, we all fucking know I'm not a virgin, I may be a single unicorn but that doesn't mean shit. And no one's sacrificing anyone.. Today at least.” he rolled his eyes and walked in, he was technically the leader of this team. 

Shouta raised an eyebrow and shrugged. “No idea, but I like this version of them better.” he told his husband. Was he maybe looking at the white haired man's ass.. Mayhaps. “chiyo, we have some patients for you.” he called out. 

Chiyo huffed, “Shouta, if you have another knife, fork, or somehow have a spoon or spork sticking out of you, I’ll dump a bottle of alcohol on it before I even attempt to heal you. If you brought me more cats to heal, I don’t know how many times I have to tell you that my quirk doesn’t work on animals. It’s unfortunate and I wish it could. Those poor animals need healing too. Oh,” she came out of her office and saw the five of them, “I think I’ve missed something here. First and foremost, are you gentlemen in need of healing?”

Izuku looked at her with hard eyes, “that depends. You gonna blame us for getting hurt, or scold us for shit while you do it?” 

Hizashi'd been watching the white haired man too, he seemed to be the one the others looked to, even if it didn't seem like it on the outside. “Chiyo, these five are either from a different timeline, or a different dimension. We're waiting for someone to come confirm which one. Apparently where they're from, they've had some.. Issues with you telling them you won't help them anymore..” 

“I’ll zap you if you act like a bitch to us,” Denki said from Hitoshi’s side.

Shoto nodded, “We won’t take your bullshit this time. If you’re planning on being a rude ass bitch to us, just let us know now and we’ll take the med gear and go.”

Chiyo frowned, “I would never do that. I took an oath to heal. The only time I refuse to heal is if it would harm the person I’m healing as my quirk uses their stamina to advance their healing. Why would I blame you for getting hurt? I get upset with that one,” she pointed her cane at Shouta, “but he gets injured and likes to go home without getting his wounds treated. He’d happily just go to bed with a knife still in him. He gets a scolding for that but not for getting injured. Please, take off your shirts so I can look over your chests.” 

Izuku looked at the others, they were watching him, without watching him. He nodded and pulled off his own shirt. His ribs were black and purple on both sides. He had a few random slashes, and then the deep claw marks down his left peck. 

Shoto sighed and followed suit, his arm was sliced up pretty badly. Denki was next, he removed his shirt showing some burns and what looked like a shallow stab wound. Katsuki growled but took his off, his wrists were deeply bruised, he thought he may have fractured something using his quirk at some point along the line. Hitoshi did the same showing a deep open gash on his ribs and mass bruising in places. 

Shouta and Hizashi held back a gasp seeing the damage on the five of them. It was horrific. Yes, they’d had their fair share of wounds from hero work. They had the worst ones from raids, but this was extensive.

Chiyo nodded, “You gentlemen sit on the beds please. I’ll see if I can use my quirks to heal any of this on you five. Do you have any injuries on your legs? Should you remove your pants as well and do you need help with that?” 

Izuku walked over and they all sat down, Hitoshi and Denki on the same bed, shoto and katsuki on one as well while Izuku sat in the middle bed between them. “just some bruises, nothing serious.” yeah they'd checked each other over after each fight. 

Chiyo looked at Izuku, “If you’re injured, then I should examine them to make sure they aren’t serious. If you’d like me to draw the curtain or those two to turn around or leave, that can be arranged. But, I would like to make sure there isn’t anything more serious going on.”

“They planned on showering at some point. Maybe they’d be okay with you checking before they fully undress then?” Hizashi suggested, trying to keep some sort of compromise.

Katsuki snorted. “they leave, so do we.” he told her, they wouldn't trust her. Not for a while. “we’re also all trained in triage, we know if our injuries are worse than they are.”

Izuku sighed, “I'm also medically certified in several areas. Our legs are just bruised, there's nothing else wrong.” he was so damn exhausted. 

Shoto nodded, “You’re not gonna win. Just deal with the stuff you can see. We aren’t stripping for you.” 

Chiyo sighed, “Alright. Then do I at least have consent to use my quirk on the five of you?” She would at least see if they had enough stamina to use the main part of her quirk first, but she also needed to see the extent of their injuries. “Would you also like to take a shower before you get your injuries cleaned and wrapped up or healed up?”

Izuku nodded, “please, we haven't been clean in days.”

Shouta nodded, “alright, come with me.. Well I guess you know where the showers are already. We'll find you something clean to wear.”

Izuku nodded and the five stood and moved as one to where they knew the showers were in the infirmary they were quick to strip and get into the warm water. Izuku moaned as the heat seeped into his cool skin. He'd been too tired to regulate his temperature properly. Now he stood under the warm water and just let it wash over him. It took them time to get fully clean, when they did they found clothes waiting for them. They didn't fit the best, but it was better than nothing. They walked back out to the main infirmary and sat on the beds again. They all looked half dead. 

Chiyo nodded as the five of them took their places back on the beds. They had their shirts off still so the heroine could heal and fix them up. She had her medical kit out to take care of anything her quirk couldn't. “Which one of you boys would like to go first?” She asked with a calm, soft smile.

Izuku looked them over. He knew they'd want him to get looked at first but that wasn't happening. “start with Denki, then Hitoshi, Katsuki and shoto.” he told her. 

The four of them all glared at Izuku. “How about you stop being a stubborn jackass And get yourself looked at first?” Shoto asked, “Cause, you know, that would make logical sense with that claw mark on you.”

Izuku glared right back, “the claws aren't gonna kill me. I'm supposed to look after all of you first, remember. Now get your ass looked at already. I know we're all hurt; faster you get looked at, the faster I do.”

“how about we don't fucking argue so we can all get some fucking sleep.” Katsuki grumbled. “we all know he's fucking stubborn and won't move on this.”

“He's gonna get zappies when we're all wrapped up,” Denki grumbled, “Gonna lay on top of his ass and just give him little zappies all night long.”

“If I wasn't too hurt to fuck you, I'd argue,” Hitoshi huffed, looking at Izuku, “Have fun getting zappies. Gonna have electroshock therapy on your muscles tonight.”

“Kaminari, are you ready?” Chiyo asked, her hands out to use her quirk.

Izuku rolled his eyes, he didn't mind the idea, he hurt all over after all. 

Denki looked at her for a minute before nodding. He wasn't happy about it at all, but he knew they needed to get patched up. “go ahead.”

The woman nodded and got to work, she healed the little she could on the five men, stitching Izuku's chest closed since he didn't have enough stamina to heal it. They were all quite battered and injured but it wasn't life threatening. “there you go. I'm sure nedzu will be down here soon to speak to you.”

Izuku nodded, “yeah and an annoying old coot. Hopefully he won't try attacking us since we're exhausted.”

“slim chance of that Zu.” Hitoshi said after he yawned. 

Shoto nodded, “I'm using Buttercup as my shield. He can take the hits for me, I'll play possum. Maybe if he thinks I died, he'll leave me alone.”

“I'll shock you, be a real life defibrillator,” Denki said with a tired smile.

Shouta shook his head. This was just weird. Bakugou should just be cursing and being an asshole. Todoroki was an emotionally stunted teenager that wouldn't open up to a tree unless he thought he could trauma bond, Kaminari…why did he have so many fissures on him, his apprentice had never been this open with the others before, and Midoriya. He wasn't touching that with a ten foot pole. He wanted to drink the headache away.

Hitoshi chuckled and kissed Denki softly, “you don't have enough juice left to shock anyone love. You need sleep, and to find a good outlet to draw from.”

Katsuki glared, “Hey, no using me as a shelf blossom, if anyone's gonna get hit it'll be bubbles over there. This is his bad luck quirk shit after all.”

Izuku glared. “fuck you asshole, I don't have a fucking badluck quirk. Keep it up and I'm gonna shed all over all your shit again.”

Hizashi just watched them, “this is.. Weird isn't it.”

“I'm drinking tonight to get over how weird this is,” Shouta said to the man.

“Hey, I said shield not shelf. What would I use on you as a shelf? Your tits?” Shoto asked, reaching out to grope Katsuki. Being the ace one in the room, he didn't really do this in a sexual manner. “Kats, I can't even put a can of coke on these things anymore. And I'm not about to use your dick. You can save that for whatever man or woman you finally get with. Hm, these are squishier. Did you stop working your pecks out just so I'd have a pillow?”

Denki pouted, “But if he pretends to die, someone has to show he's alive. if throwing Zuzu at the coot doesn't work, he's not getting out of getting his ass kicked.”

Katsuki slapped Shoto's hands in annoyance. “shut the fuck up icy hot!” he growled annoyed. “my hearings shot after using my quirk so much, let the damn Nantites fix it before being a dickhead.” 

Izuku laid back against the bed with a huff. “I fucking hate you all. No one gets foxy cuddles all week now.” he growled, he knew the man would be there any minute, laying down was the best way to avoid getting hit. 

Hizashi nodded, “yeah me too, this has gotta be some fever dream. Bakugou hasn't called Midoriya deku once.. Or tried to explode anymore.”

Hitoshi huffed, “Hey, we're being perfectly good over here. At least I am. We all know you're his favorite to beat up.”

Shoto pouted, “Awe, can't I have my stress toy back? Come on, I'll cuddle you tonight. I'll be an icy hot pack for you.” He jokingly reached to grope his friend again. He would be the human icy hot pack later anyways, he didn't need to bribe any of them. They were safe-ish so he'd help them sleep.

“That's cause you all bitch and complain too much when he does it.” he grumbled. “What the hell are we supposed to do now? We aren't home anymore, we still need to hunt down all might too.”

The door opened again. “Well, that bastard's good at hiding so you five won't be doing much of anything but resting and healing,” the voice of one very annoyed Gran Torino said as he came into the room. “Can't even properly attack you boys. Now, whose bright idea was it to follow Yagi into a damn dimensional portal?”

Four of them pointed at Izuku without a second's hesitation. He huffed, “I didn't decide to follow the fucker. We were chasing him, then the portal I guess, opened and he went through, we didn't have anytime to stop when the thing grew and swallowed us.”

Hizashi looked at the man, “sensei? You know these five?”

“can we just.. Go to sleep yet?” Hitoshi asked between another yawn.

Gran Torino huffed, “Of course I know these five. Bunch of dumbasses but they're the best at what they do.” He looked at the five of them, “Well, I hope you like being stuck here. I can't take you back, don't know who sent you here so don't even know if it's possible to send you back.”

“As long as I get to lick light sockets and stick forks in them, I'm good,” Denki said, closing his eyes, “Maybe a toaster in the bathtub. That sounds nice.”

Izuku closed his eyes, still laying back in the bed. “Is this world safer? What the hell are we supposed to do here? Other than hunt down that bastard. Especially since there's another us here or something.” 

“Hey! I'm not a fucking dumb ass!” Katsuki growled, then he realized something. They couldn't go back? But.. Fluffy butt was there! He needed to get Mr fluffy butt! His emotions were a little out of wack and he felt his eyes burn. 

“I'm sure nedzu already has a plan for you five.” shouta huffed watching the weird display. 

“You're a dumbass and you know it. I have the stories to prove it,” Torino said before addressing Izuku, “Depends. There's not an all out war. But there's more discrimination. And…” he looked at Shoto from the side of his eye, “some heroes you knew won't be the same.”

Shoto frowned, he saw the look, the man had trained them well, “why're you looking at me that way? What'd Touya do?” because of course it had to be his idiot brother. 

“Kid…now might not be the time. Maybe after you get some sleep,” Torino said, not wanting to hurt one of his students by telling him his brother had been abused, neglected and killed before turning villain only to be rehabilitated because of their father here.

Shoto studied the man for a few minutes before nodding. “you're probably right.” He trusted the man, and knew he wouldn't keep something from them if there wasn't a good reason.  “Can we go sleep now? Zu's running on fumes again.”

Nedzu dropped down from the vents landing on Shouta's shounder. “Of course! You five can use the old student housing for now. And tomorrow when you're all rested we can discuss what is next for you.”

Shouta huffed, “Why don't you ever land on anyone else? There's taller people you could be on, less impact from the fall.”

“We can show you guys to the housing,” Hizashi said with a wide smile, “You ready to go?”

“Can I have toaster baths? Or lick light sockets?” Denki asked, exhausted hand raised.

“because you volunteered years ago to be my taxi, and Hizashi is often wearing his jacket with spikes.” Nedzu told him, “yes Kaminari, you can do that if you need to, everything is grounded and should not cause any trouble for the electrical systems.” He handed a credit card to Hizashi, “they can use this to get some clothing and necessities.” then the mammal was gone. 

“Sure, mic.” Izuku said as he sat up, using nothing but his ab muscles to do it. He stood then. "Let's go before sparky passes out.” The seven of them headed out of the infirmary, Hitoshi carrying Denki in his arms as they walked in formation behind the two heroes. 

Chapter Text

The group headed out, wanting nothing more than to crash for the evening. As they left the school building, Shouta wanted to groan. He saw Midoriya walking towards them with Uraraka and Iida on either side of him. He was also holding his left wrist that looked broken…Again. “What happened this time? I thought We had your quirk decently under control and agreed no more using it without supervision.”

Izu looked down ashamed, “I'm sorry sensei.. I.. It was an accident.. Kaachan got upset and he.. He accidently broke something.”

Katsuki tilted his head. “kaachan? Fuck you haven't used that since we were brats.” he said to izuku, “and why the fuck would I get mad.. Also.. Were you really that fucking short and scrawny?” 

Izuku shrugged, “yeah, but I fucking got a growth spurt third year.. You haven't done shit to me since we were.. Seven? And that was a huge accident.”

Uraraka huffed. “Bakugou's an asshole, he attacked deku for no reason! We were just talking about his training with yagi sensei. Deku needs to focus more on his training and stuff so we were going to do a study session.” she looked at the men behind her senseis, “sensei? Who are they?” 

Denki, who was very sleepy, glared and let off sparks that jumped away from him and Hitoshi, “Don't fucking call him that, you little brat! His name is Izuku, not a slur!”

“That's no way to talk to a lady!” Iida defended, “Especially not when Midoriya is the one that needs to be more productive. He should not be wasting his time the way he has been. He wouldn't be injured if he wasn't doing so.”

Shouta pinched the bridge of his nose, “Iida, that's not how this works. Midoriya, how did he break your wrist? Uraraka, you don't need to know right now and I've told you to stop calling him that. Since he decided it's his hero name, you need to reserve it for out in the field.”

Izu flinched at the name slightly. “he umm.. He grabbed it and uh.. Slammed it into the edge of the table.” he said softly, not looking up. 

“what the actual fuck? Why the fuck would you use a fucking slur for your hero name nerd!” Katsuki growled. “I called you that once when we were four cause I was a moron and couldn't fucking read kanji, the fucking old lady made sure I never fucking said that shit again.”

Izuku was watching himself. “why the hell do I have scars like that? Scars that deep cause internal damage and long term issues.” he said, his voice deadly calm.

Uraraka huffed, “I don't know who any of you are. Some kind of relatives. You're clearly Bakugou's asshole uncle or something. And, what, you just try to dress up like Todoroki for fun? Just insensitive assholes.”

“Kami, I didn't like her before, I still don't like her now,” Shoto said, rolling his eyes, “She wouldn't last with our senseis.”

Hitoshi looked the green haired teen over, “He's nervous. Probably scared of Eraser. But…Zu, he look like we did? Back in school. He wants to run, not get that looked at. Probably hasn't been getting them looked at.”

Hizashi huffed, “they aren't relatives uraraka, you'll be told about these five tomorrow, probably.” then he turned to Hitoshi, “what do you mean?” 

Izuku nodded, “you're right..” he said softly before stepping forward and moving his younger self gently away from the others. Not far, “alright me. What's going on? You being denied medical help? Cause if you are, I’ll bite an old bitch for you.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes. “I'm so fucking happy we didn't have to deal with those two anymore after we graduated.”

Hitoshi raised a brow at the blonde, “If I have to tell you, you're not ready to hear it.” It's not like they didn't say it earlier.

Denki grumbled. “Stupid, dummy heads. Can't even use the art of seduction to get out of a paper bag.”

Izu twisted the sleeve of his shirt, “Wh…what do you mean? Why wo…would anyone deny medical help?” He gave a nervous laugh, “I'm just…just unlucky, that's all.” Then he tilted his head with a confused frown, “Other me?”

Izuku heard Katsuki snort at the bad luck comment. “shut up kats, I swear to kami.” he growled before kneeling down to look at his younger self in the eyes. “Because you're still wearing the shoes. Which means you're probably a false negative or had a forced manifested quirk like I do.. Or something.” he told him. “you're scared, you don't trust your senseis even though eraserhead and present mic were always our favorites.” yeah yeah, shut up Hitoshi, his mind thought. “you look like you'd rather go jump off a cliff than go get that wrist looked at. My recovery girl denied all of us help too while we were in school. And yes.. I'm you.”

Izu twisted his shirt some more. While the thought of another him sounded cool and he wanted to ask about it, there was so much wrong with what he said. “She…she's not doing anything l…like that. I j…just need to get a b…better with my quirk. I c…can't keep relying on others to h…heal my useless, broken body.” He looked away from his other self when he said that. It's true, he just needed to be better, train harder. He'd get better, he knew he would!

“Oh shit!” Shoto said when he heard the little Izu. He watched as Izuku's eyes shifted from green to gold. 

Izuku growled, his eyes shifted, his ears formed and his nine tails appeared swaying in the breeze as he lost partial control. The earth shook slightly as he took a deep breath. “how long have you had your quirk before she said that to you?” he asked in anger, but it was easy to see it wasn't aimed at the teenager. “We have never been useless. Everyone has trouble with their quirks no matter how long they've had them. She is a medical professional. Even if she can't always use her quirk on you, she has no right not to help treat you.”

Izu's eyes widened seeing the transformation, “Whoa. That's so cool. When did you get that? How'd you get it? Did he give it to you? Did you have to train really hard to get it? Did you have to clean the beach for ten months too? I think I needed a tetanus Shot, but it was so worth it! The beach looks so nice and I'm not a useless Deku anymore! I can be a hero finally! Like you!” He was talking fast enough the other two teens didn't understand what he was saying but the adults did, “Oh, is that one of them? I wonder which one it replaced? Did you break your bones at the entrance exam too? It hurt so bad but it was worth it. I saved Uraraka from that zero pointer! And…and then trying to understand all the super strength. It hurts sometimes still, but it's worth it. I mean, I saved Eri and Kota. They're so cute. Did you do the same? I bet you did. You've got such a cool quirk. I wonder how many you unlocked. Is it all seven? I'm only at two right now.”

“holy shit!” Katsuki, shoto, and Hitoshi said at the same time. Poor Denki had passed out. “you have.. He gave it… Holy shit on a stick.” they all knew about the quirk, the man was so damn powerful because of it. “eraser, you might wanna sent the fucking brats away. You and the nerds have shit to talk about.” Katsuki said. 

Hitoshi nodded, “yeah.. We’ll go to the apartments, just give us our keys. But seriously you need to talk to them.”

Izuku fell on his ass, horror flooding through him at the realization of it. “no.. I don't.. I don't have it…” he whispered softly. “my quirk's a forced manifested one, came in before the exam I was seventeen. I'm not a hero kiddo, we're what's called bounty hunters. Little different than heroes. Inko caused it to manifest in the end, no i didn't clean the beach, yes I broke bones for a little while. You were never useless. There are quirkless heroes in other countries, people here are just biased assholes. Yes, all off us, my team saved eri.. But then… Other stuff happened. You.. You need to tell them, they need to know I don't care what that asshole says.. And I'm coming with you to get you healed.” he growled angrily. 

Horror flooded Izu's face as he realized what he'd just admitted to someone who didn't have his quirk. He shook his head, “N…no. I'm f…fine. You d…don't need to w…worry about me! I….I should go. Um, I'm sorry I w…wasted your time.” All Might would be so disappointed in him. He'd be so upset. He couldn't make him upset. Plus, honestly, it kinda hurt to hear there was a version of himself that wasn't a useless Deku, that didn't have to cheat to get a quirk and become amazing. 

“What's going on? Why's Deku upset? What'd you do to him!” Uraraka demanded loudly.

“Leave Midoriya alone, you…heathen!” Iida shouted.

“Uraraka, Iida, go back to the dorms now! Shouta was done with this day. He had a feeling it was just going to get worse.

Izuku turned and growled at them, “do not call him that shit again. He's already hating himself enough and you aren't helping.” he looked back at himself. “little me.. My quirk killed me when it manifested. If it wasn't for kats, I'd be dead.. I've figured out here your Katsuki's abusive, I'm gonna have him kick his own ass and you're getting therapy.” he said before slowly painfully getting to his feet. “now, there're things you need to know as well, kid, because now you're in danger because of my yagi. So come with me and your senseis. Don't worry, he won't know anything about it.”

Hizashi frowned and nodded, handing the keys to the older bakugou. “make sure you all rest.”

Iida glared, “You can't be serious! He is the one that upset Midoriya! If you leave him with him, he's just going to make it worse!”

“Iida, go! Now!” Shouta demanded, pointing towards the dorms.

Izu gave a fake smile, “I…I'm really okay. You d…don't have to w…waste your time on me.” He could just go wrap it like he planned to. He had that splint he'd gotten, he could just put it in that. He didn't understand why everyone was making a big deal out of this. And All Might was….intense, but all for one was gone now so he wasn't in danger because of his quirk! Well, anymore.

The others took the keys and left, they knew better than to hang around where their leader needed privacy. Izuku looked at his younger self, “You don't know everything kiddo.. And you and I both know we suck at lying. Now c'mon, if she does anything I'll fix your wrist myself. I have more medical training than most since I had to patch up my team. And if you do, I'll show you my other form. Even let you see our analysis of it.” yeah he was manipulating and bribing himself. 

Izu bit his lip. He wanted to know so bad about the other’s quirk, but there was so much about going to the infirmary that he didn’t want to do. “I…I don’t know. I don’t wanna bother her. She’s s..so busy. And this isn’t that bad. And….and I don’t wanna bother m…mom.” 

Izuku tilted his head in an adorable way, he didn't notice the two men watching him. “we don't have to tell inko, no one needs to know. As for recovery girl. She's not busy at all.” he told him, he knew all about not wanting to tell inko shit. “Did I mention.. I can control all the elements?” he asked innocently. 

Izu bit his lip hard enough to draw blood. That sounded so cool. He was so jealous of his quirk. He hated how the other had to get it and then hated himself because all he had to do was clean a silly beach and swallow some hair. Really, he should just do what the other said because the other had a worse life than he did. It would be better. And, well, he’d get to find out about that quirk. “If….if you promise mom won’t hear about it. She…she doesn’t need to deal w…with this.”

Izuku nodded his head. “That's fine, we won't tell her, now c'mon kiddo. We have much to discuss." He looked at the two heroes and nodded before leading Izu towards the school, ignoring Iida and Uraraka, his tails still swaying behind him. Yes he was running on fumes, but he needed to make sure his younger self was okay, he knew that woman was no fucking good. She just hid it better. When he finally pushed open the door Izu was still with him but looked pale and terrified. “alright, why the fuck is my younger self terrified to come in here when he's fucking hurt.” he growled. 

Shouta walked beside his husband, he was worried and felt like shit because he must've missed a lot the last year. “Yeah, I'd also like to know the same thing.”

Chiyo frowned, having put up the medical equipment and just finished putting clean sheets on the three beds the three had been on, “Excuse me? What are you talking about? Midoriya? This is a surprise. I haven’t seen you since the work studies. What’s going on?”

“I…I just need this wrapped up,” Izu said quietly, holding his broken wrist to him. He didn’t want to bother her. He knew what she thought. 

Shouta frowned. “chiyo, he's been sent down here at least three times a month.” he told her, “are you telling me he isn't coming here when I send him?” 

Izuku glared, a soft growl reverberating in his chest. “One, he has a quirk that has the strength of nine people to it, and it's easy to see his muscles have been trained too fast so it's not healthy and he can't hold it properly. Two, those scars on his hand and arm, are from not being tended to properly, which means either he's avoiding coming here because he's a masochist like I am, or because you said something to make him refuse to come get help. Third, the terror in his eyes when I told him we were coming here, makes me think it's the second one.”

“I…it’s not that big a deal,” Izu said more to his older self than anyone else. “I can take care of this myself. It d…doesn’t even hurt.” 

Chiyo frowned, “You’ve been sending him here? I haven’t seen him since I helped heal him after the Hassaikai raid. I don’t…I’ve said he should be more careful because he’ll lose the use of his arms if they keep breaking, but I also suggested talking to someone about said help. I don’t understand what’s going on right now.” 

Izuku growled and then looked at the younger him. “This is ridiculous. I know it hurts, because it always hurts.” he told him before removing his shirt, “asking for help doesn't make you weak, I know you're angry over how the world treated you. I know you're pissed about how Yagi probably treats you and I can see your soul screaming for help, begging for you to tell people. You wanna be awesome like you say I am. This is your time to step up, inko won't be told and neither will yagi.” he hoped, he hoped to kami that this version of him was like he was. That this stuttering was a mask, even if he was self deprecating and had self worth issues. He needed the kid to break free. “What did she say to you?”

Izu looked away from everyone. No, he didn’t like how the world treated him and he didn’t like how All Might treated him, but the man had given him his quirk. He reminded him about that all the time. Without it, he wouldn’t be he. He knew that, he knew he wouldn’t have made it through the exam. He only got through because of what he did to the zero pointer. But, more than anything, he didn’t want to cause problems for his mom. And he didn’t want to cause issues here. He was just the problem child here, he wasn’t sure why his sensei cared. He was an amazing hero and teacher, but the others deserved his care more. “I…I broke my arms to get Shoto to u..use his quirk. She s…said she wouldn’t heal s…self-inflicted injuries anymore. That I n…needed to learn to use my quirk without relying on being healed constantly.” 

Izuku snarled, “how fucking dare you. You know he was quirkless until the entrance exam, you fucking know yagi's a fucking idiot and doesn't know how to fucking teach, and you fucking know that quirk has the strength of nine people including him to it.”

Shouta felt rage run through him. “You did what!? You told a fucking student you wouldn't heal him? Self-inflicted injuries?!” he paled when he realized what the older man said. “Excuse me? His file says he got it when he was five,” he looked at Izuku for a minute and then bowed to him. “I'm sorry I failed you kid, I looked at your file, it said you had it the whole time.. I was going to ask but you ran off everytime I tried to talk to you about it.. Or yagi got in my way.. I'm going to make this up to you.”

Hizashi was pale, his quirk wanted to release and scream in rage, but he couldn't. “have.. Have you had any quirk counseling.. At all?” he asked softly. 

Izu looked confused, “W…why would I? I g…got it the day of the exam. No one b…bothered to ask me. Gran Torino helped me, b…but he could only do so much. And he c…couldn’t really help when the t…two others came in.” 

Chiyo’s eyes widened, “You heard that? You were supposed to still be asleep. Midoriya, you didn’t hear everything. I wasn’t talking to him,” she told the adults. “I was talking to Yagi. I was trying to threaten Yagi into getting him proper help. I would never deny help unless I couldn’t physically use my quirk. But then I use my medical skills to patch them up. I told Yagi he had to come clean to at least Eraser about the quirk, that not telling him was going to kill Midoriya. He told me he wouldn’t do it because secrets and all that bullshit. That’s when I threatened him. I never said that to Midoriya nor would I have said that if I’d known he was awake. I am so sorry.” 

Shouta was pissed, “because kid, that's what happens when someone gets a quirk that late. They have the tools to help you with your quirk so it doesn't hurt you anymore.” he told him, then he thought of something and went more pale. “Kid, does the nickname I gave you bother you? You know it's not meant to be a bad thing… You're one of the students I actually like.”

Izuku swayed a little bit, he was exhausted. “and everyone wonders why all might became a villain.” he growled. Then looked at his younger self. “sit down and get healed. From now on, you're training with me and my team and staying away from all might.” he told him. “we all have quirks that hurt, and sparky and I both have degrees in quirk science. I've also analyzed that curse of a quirk.. If you have good friends here, like actual good ones, I have a solution maybe to the amount of power you hold..”

A shadowy figure appeared beside Izu, “little one, he speaks the truth. They all do.” nana said softly. “He can help you get away from yagi.”

Izu pulled at his sleeve again, “It’s fine, sensei. I know I’m a problem child. I…I get into trouble and can’t step outside UA w…without attracting a villain. I get it. It’s fine.” He looked over to where the figure was, “Y…you know he won’t just let go. He’s gonna be so mad when he finds out. They’re gonna tell mom about it. She doesn’t need to know. She s…still thinks I got this quirk like everyone else. I have to get this quirk.”

Izuku grinned, “he won't have a choice. As for inko.. We can get you away from her. I'm not letting anyone hurt you anymore.” he told the younger. “The quirk is yours; he can't take it back. But you need to know what's going on.. Because we won't be able to tell them apart…” he said softly before sitting down. Standing was too much effort now. “the all might from my world, was a villain, the worst ever seen. He got himself healed, and didn't give ofa to anyone. He dimension jumped and came here, which is why we're here.. You need to be careful. He may act like a moron but he's smart.”

“It's not fine, kid. I never wanted to make you feel bad. I only call my favorite students by nicknames. You got problem child because you have a very real not made up trouble magnet quirk, not because you are trouble.” shouta explained before the older Izuku groaned at the mention of the quirk. 

Izu, for the first time since he’d seen the adults, spoke with such a strong and confident voice, “NO! Don’t talk about mom like that! She’s amazing and you won’t take me away from her. She works hard to give me a good life, the least I can do Is be good. The least I can do is make her smile, that’s all I can do to repay her. She’s amazing, the best mom ever! She loves me! She used to tuck me into bed and read me stories even when she’d been at the office sixteen hours straight and just wanted to go to bed. She made sure I was fed and taken care of. She loves me. I just wanna make sure she doesn’t worry, she doesn’t need to worry. I wanna be the best son for her because she deserves a better son than me! She deserved a son with an amazing quirk so she could have friends and wouldn’t have to drive an hour to get groceries after working long shifts putting people away! I won’t let you take me away from my mom.” He didn’t even hear what his sensei said, all he heard was him being taken from his safe space. It terrified him.

Izuku's eyes widened, and his chest hurt. His ears pinned back and he looked down. “sorry.. She sounds… She sounds amazing. I didn't mean anything like that, the way you were acting was like I did, or like sparky did whenever parents were mentioned. I assumed and I shouldn't have. But.. Kid, it's a parents job to worry, and even if you think she doesn't.. She does, it's what I'm told parents do when they love their kids” he'd never been loved by anyone except his team. “Also, I bet she doesn't care if you're quirkless or not. I actually kinda wanna meet her one day.. But.. That's probably not going to be allowed to happen, and that's fine, she's your mother and you can keep her. I'm happy you're safe with her.” he said softly, sadness tinging his voice. “how about we get you healed up, I'm about to pass out and I may need eraserhead or mic to carry my fluffy ass to my bed.. But.. We need to talk about everything tomorrow.. We'll keep you safe from both yagi's.”

“You could meet her too,” Izu said, looking down again, “M…mom would probably be happy to meet you all. Treat you all like m…my big brothers. If you all need a m…mom. She might not care i…if I had a quirk or not, but she deserved better. A…and she’d probably cry seeing you and K…Kaachan being friends.” That hurt. Even if he gave up on that a long time ago, it hurt that in another life, he got a quirk and a best friend with someone who he once thought of as his brother instead of being told to kill himself and getting scars.

Izuku shook his head, “she's your mom, we won't take that away from you. Now sit your ass down, get healed. You have a lot to think about tonight.” 

He watched as Izu did as asked. He wasn't happy about it but he did. Recovery Girl healed him and you could see she felt horrible about it. They made plans to have a meeting the next morning and Izu headed back to the dorms. Izuku shifted fully into his small kitsune form and yawned. He was absolutely exhausted. 

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Hizashi squealed at how cute the fox was as he stood there. They'd need to make a plan for Midoriya but for now, he was going to fawn over the cute fluffiness before him. “shou.. He has toe beans.” 

Shouta rolled his eyes, walking over and picking up the kitsune, “Zashi, stop it. He needs sleep, not to fawn over his toe beans like he’s some….” Okay, well, they were adorable. Shouta didn’t really have a rebuttal but still! He wanted to show some semblance of respect to the man even in this form.

Izuku nuzzled into the man and closed his eyes. Two of his tails wrapped around the man's arm as he fell asleep in the warm arms holding him. He felt safe for the first time in a long time. 

Hizashi huffed as they left the infirmary. They had a lot to talk about. “I know that shou, but he's so adorable.. And I gotta admit, his human form isn't too bad either.” he said softly. He's never been attracted to anyone else before. 

Shouta gently stroked the fur of the kitsune as they walked, “No, he’s not. However, maybe we don’t hit on him while he’s still injured. You know how the two of us are. If we get interested, we get touchy. We get touchy, he’d end up face down on a desk with his ass in the air and pants off. I mean, that’s how it happened with you.” He smirked at his husband.

Hizashi chuckled, “mmm very true, it was such an amazing day.” he told the man as they walked. It was a good distraction for them. It wasn't long before they were at the apartments. They tucked the little fox into bed before heading out. That night, Midoriya came up to the loft and told the two heroes everything. He cried, and stuttered but he got It all out. The two men were furious with all might and so many more people when they went to bed that night, but they were going to make it better. 

Izuku was still tired the next morning as the team walked back into the school. He'd told them what happened with recovery girl and to say they were all pissed was an understatement. Now they headed towards a meeting room where nedzu was waiting for them. They groaned when they saw gran Torino sitting there too but it was all good natured in the end. 

Izuku sat down and looked at the two. “Alright, so we're stuck here. My younger self is being abused by the yagi and bakugou of this world. So what's the plan for us? We aren't heroes or anything like that.”

“Ah yes,” Nedzu said, paws in front of him, “well, I've been thinking about having the five of you shadow some of the heroes for the time being. Until we can come up with a better way to get you closer to both of the Yagis’. While one works here still, it would also give you the opportunity to keep the younger Midoriya away from Yagi and train him properly.”

“after you all arrived yesterday, the yagi here left campus. Only to return later in the evening. It'll be good to keep an eye on him.” Sora said to the team. “we're trying to push through a special training class for you five to begin teaching as well. The commision has agreed to allow you to take over Midoriya's training Izuku. After I explained you are him to the new president. One your aunt put in place two months ago.”

Izuku nodded and sighed. “thank kami.” he felt sadness as he heard talk of his aunt. She'd died in his home, now to know she was here was hard. “thank you both. We'll make sure the kids stay safe. Who all are we shadowing.” his eyes narrowed. “or do I even need to ask who you put me with, ass hole.”

“Let's see,” Nedzu looked at his computer, “Denki will be shadowing Powerloader, Shoto will be with Mic, Katsuki is with Snipe, Hitoshi with Midnight,  and that just leaves you. You'll be with Eraser!”

Izuku groaned as his friends laughed at him, “of fucking course I am. Are we telling the students who we are?” he huffed, even if he didn't mind all that much. He looked at Denki, “please for the love of all that's good in the world.. Calm her down, don't rile her up. Kat's..don't shoot anyone unless they actually deserve it.. And toshi… don't drink all the coffee. Shoto.. You.. Don't channel touya please.”

Denki huffed, “fine! But we're gonna make Majima cry at least twice a week.”

“fuck you, the coffees all mine.” Hitoshi glared at his friend. 

“Don't let eraser fuck you on his desk nerd” Katsuki smirked. 

Shoto raised a brow, “Scarring children watching you face down, ass up while being plowed isn't something they need to see. And I'll happily channel the chaos that is my big brother. Could be worse, I could channel him and Kei. Throw nuggies at you and Eraser every time I see you asking if you fucked yet.”

Sora sighed, “You know, I don't think I needed to hear that. But, if you do get fried anything, better get me some deep fried sweets or I'll kick your ass, Shoto.” He still hadn't told him about his family here and it killed him.

Izuku glared and flipped the man off. “why the fuck am I friends with you all again? I fucking hate you.” he grumbled. 

Nedzu nodded, “yes, you can tell them who you are, yagi has yet to look at his emails about the new training, but he will be angry when he does. Now, get going you five. Have fun today.” he grinned. 

Denki smiled, “I'm gonna make that man cry so hard today. He's gonna think I'm there to help at first, he's gonna be so happy. Then…BOOM!  We'll be cackling as we make something explode!”

Hitoshi looked at his partner with a soft, loving smile, “Isn't he amazing.” It'd been too long since any of them had been able to fully relax like that 

Izuku rolled his eyes as he stood up and stretched, wincing as his stitches pulled. “oh, nedzu.. Get more staff in the infirmary please.” he said before he walked out. The team split up, gran Torino followed shoto to tell him what he needed to know. It didn't take him long to get to the 2a classroom. He walked in without a care in the world. “the asshole old fuck stuck me with you eraser.” he said in way of greeting. 

Shouta was halfway through explaining they'd have someone joining them as his shadow when Izuku came in. He raised a brow at him, “Yes, I know. You're timing’s a bit off. Honestly, another minute or two would've been perfect.” He turned to his class, “So, yeah, this is my shadow. Shadow, introduce yourself.”

Izuku rolled his eyes, “I've learned to embrace the chaos.” he told him before turning back to the class. “names Izuku Midoriya, yes, as in your classmate. I'm just from a nasty war torn world, but I'm here now, so you're stuck with both of us.” he looked at izu, “your training’s been turned over to me fully. We start after school today.”

“Um, how can you be Deku?” Uraraka said, still not happy from the night before, “It's not possible that there are other worlds out there.”

“There's a possibility because quirks exist and we don't know what's out there,” Toru said, rolling her eyes even if they couldn't see it, “Just because we don't know of any quirks that can jump dimensions doesn't mean there aren't any. Or science could've made a giant leap and pulled him here and we didn't hear about it because of reasons. You don't know so maybe you should stop being so narrow minded.”

“there are quirks that can jump world's, the commision knows and monitors those with such quirks. Me and my team were chasing a villain when he jumped and we were dragged with him,” he told her then he growled, “Don't use that word in my presence. I don't care who said it was okay or shit, it means useless and is a fucking slur.”

“she won't listen. Sensei's said it more than once and she still does it.” little Denki said. 

“ooo what's our sensei like in your world?” Mina asked excitedly. 

“We're not here to harass my shadow about his world,” Shouta said, wanting to bash his head in. “Shadow of mine, you need a way to distinguish you from the younger you. I can still call him Midoriya, but the others might want something to call you.”

Izuku tilted his head and thought about it for a minute. “kitsune.. If they want a different name for me, they can call me kitsune..” he said softly before looking at Mina with a soft but sad smile. “He was an amazing man, one of the best hunters I ever knew.”

“Well, that sounds morbid,” Shoto said, voice deadpan. He only ever showed emotion behind closed doors with his friends, “Are you sure you aren't a secret love child?”

Izu let his head hit his desk, “Shoto, n…not everyone's a s…secret love child!”

Izuku snorted and shook his head. “Well some things don't change between worlds I see. No shoto I'm not a secret love child.. And it's definitely morbid, that's what happens when you come from a world that's been at war for years.”

“So are you saying sensei's dead?” Shoto asked, head tilted to the side.

“We don't really need to talk about this, do we? I'm alive here and can make you all run the hell course for being little shits,” Shouta sighed, not really wanting to know.

Izuku looked at the man and nodded, “I'd rather not talk about it either. They'll be able to end the war now, and thing'll go back to how they used to be before the war started.” because without all might, the villains wouldn't stand a chance. 

“If he died there, he couldn't have been that good. Probably got sloppy,” Ojiro said under his breath, though it wasn't nearly as quiet as he thought it was.

Izuku growled, a deep low rumble in his chest. “No one would've survived what happened.” he said angrily, his green eyes now gold, “You really don't understand what the world is like. Hunters die even when they're at their prime, heroes die here, actually from what I've been told by someone from here, sixty percent of new heroes die within the first five years. That's not taking into account being in a war against some of the worst villains ever known.”

Shouta nodded, “Suggesting that just because a different me might have died he was weaker or sloppy, that’s just ignorant. Do you realize that you yourself likely would’ve been dead in that situation. Kitsune, I have a question. Was Ojiro a graduated hunter? Was he one of you?” He was genuinely curious about that but he also highly doubted it if he acted anything like this.

Izuku snorted. “fuck no, the idiot got his tail shattered trying to go up against a class c villain during his first internships. He was kicked out after the shit he pulled. If he'd have graduated he'd be up against class SS ranked villains. Cloud would never let that happen.”

“Oh shit,” little Denki said.

“There you have it,” Shouta said, looking back to a very annoyed Ojiro. “In the other world, you didn’t even graduate. You were injured and didn’t make it to the war. Do not try to diminish someone else’s life just because you think you’re so much better than them when you don’t know what even happened.” 

Izuku shook his head. “no, he doesn't. He never will either because none of my team, nor I will relive it.” he told the man while he leaned against the man's desk, almost sitting on the edge. “if you all thought all for one was bad.. You have no idea how much worse it can get.”

Hitoshi was watching the man, “team? What team? Why would someone with a perf quirk need a team”

Izu, who was sitting in front of him, tried to not curl in on himself. Though he told his senseis about how he got his quirk, he still hadn’t really told anyone else. Everyone thought he was born with his quirk. He felt like a fraud in class even more with the other him there. “H…he has a different q…quirk than me. Something about d…different dimensions and changes.”

Little Shoto showed the only emotion he ever openly showed, anger, “Maybe because teams are smart no matter what quirk you have. They aren’t exclusive to just you.” 

“first off, perf quirk is a quirkist term, don't ever use it again in my presence. Second, you mean the quirk I got at seventeen because I was beaten so badly I flatlined on the table for three minutes causing it to manifest? A quirk that destroyed my body many times and was incredibly difficult to control. Even to this day.” his golden eyes narrowed. “As for my team, any good hunter knows if you fight alone you die. My team consists of Katsuki, shoto, Denki, and you.” he pointed to each of them. “Every single one of us has a quirk that causes problems for ourselves. Don't make me tell my you to come kick your ass for being a quirkist.”

Shouta sighed. “Hitoshi, we've talked about this. Not everyone with a powerful quirk has a good life, and you never know a person's story about how they got their quirk, or what the quirk does to them.”

Little Denki’s eyes widened, “I’m part of your team?! That’s so cool! Did I ever learn how to really control my quirk properly? Do I still short out? Am I here too? Can I share Forkies? Does the other me have a Forkie? Does he need one? I have a spare, it’s my emergency Forkie but I’m willing to give it to him if he needs one!” 

“Why the fuck would I be anywhere near some loser fucking Deku like you,” Bakugou growled, glaring at Izuku. “I would never fucking listen to what someone like you fucking says.” 

Izuku chuckled, “yes he has his forkie, yes he's here with me and now I'm sending you down to him in support. Maybe we can stop you from getting such horrible fissures this way. He has mostly control but electricity is hell on a person's body. I'm sure he's making Majima cry right now as we speak.” he turned golden eyes onto bakugou. “maybe because my Katsuki stayed a decent fucking person and didn't become an abusive piece of shit like you did. We're brothers, like we were always supposed to be.”

“sounds like yours isn't some roid head abusive Pomeranian.” Kyoka said annoyed. “Were you friends with anyone else in the class? Did you team up with any of the girls?”

“Shut the fuck up, Ears!” Bakugou demanded, standing up and slamming his hands on his desk while letting off his quirk against it. “I’m not a fucking purse dog! I don’t fucking take steroids either! I’m fucking perfect as is. I’m the fucking best.” 

Shoto blinked, “You’re not the best at anything. Well, maybe the best at making yourself go deaf. Is that why you always shout? You’re going deaf? Maybe if you stop using your quirk like a middle aged man getting a sports car to deal with a mid life crisis, you wouldn’t have the hearing of a sixty year old man.” 

Shouta glared, his quirk active. “Bakugou, sit your ass down now and stop using your quirk in the classroom.”

The door opened and Katsuki walked in without a shirt on, “Hey Zu? I know you've got a few stars on you, can I get them? The fucking cowboy says he can fucking throw better than I can.” he looked up from his phone, “why the fuck is everyone staring at me?” 

Izuku rolled his eyes and chuckled at Shoto, “yes he's going deaf…” he turned and sighed before pulling four ninja stars out of random places. He'd had many weapons on him when they fell through the wormhole. “Here, make sure to clean them when you're done.. And because the mini you's an asshole and yelling, then you walked in.”

“What the fuck?!” Bakugou said, looking between the two adults, “The fuck you talking to this fucking Deku for?! He’s fucking not worth it! You’re supposed to be fucking better than him!”

“Yap, yap, yap,” Mina grumbled, “Purse doggie needs to go outside to go potty.”

Katsuki rolled his eyes. “do you know how fucking smart he is? He can kill almost anyone without his quirk with just five minutes notice because he dissects their quirks weakness that fucking fast.” he shook his head, “he's also my fucking brother and kept my quirk from killing me, and kept it from making me go fully deaf since sparky and him created the implant nanite tech. You seriously need a fucking reality check.”

Izuku sighed, “we should work on getting that replicated here. It'll help Izu with the problems his quirk caused in his arms and shit. Also help mic with his hearing, and probably keep the drawbacks of erasers quirk to a minimum.”

“Hey, don’t talk about me like I’m not here,” Shouta said, wanting to narrow his eyes at the two of them but he had to keep his eyes on the younger Bakugou, “Bakugou, sit your ass down or you can get the hell out of my class. Kitsune will be shadowing me. You’ll show him respect or you’ll get out. I might not be able to expel you right now, but I can absolutely knock you down to class B. I’m sure you’d love that.”

“Could we do that anyways,” Shoto asked, face deadpan again, “It might be quieter that way, less illegal quirk use. Would also give me less flashbacks.” Because, you know, he loved sitting in class and feeling like he was sitting so close to a younger, blonder version of his father. At least this one he could probably throw out a window. Or poison. Hm, maybe he should poison his peppers. That wasn’t a bad idea. He could put laxatives in his drinks or something.

Izuku and Katsuki looked at each other in confusion, then shook their heads. “go back to playing with the cowboy. We'll talk to snow angel later.” he looked at the class. “name to distinguish them, he's bomb.” then he looked at Shouta, “I could never act like you aren't here” 

Katsuki huffed, “remember, no fucking on the desk, nerd.” he took the throwing stars and walked out of the room chuckling at the bright blush on Izuku's face and the flames swirling around his wrists in embarrassment. 

Shouta blinked, “Wait, who’s fucking on a desk?” He turned to look at Izuku, “Who are you fucking on a desk? I know it’s not that one. And, if your Todoroki’s anything like ours, you definitely aren’t fucking him. So….” Then it clicked. He smirked, “You’re a little too injured for that, don’t you think?” 

“No sex!” Little Hitoshi cried out, “No flirting, please dear cat god, stop!”

Izuku whined, “I'm not fucking anyone! He's just.. An asshole..” then his blush got even worse as shouta smirked, why was it so damn sexy? “no, I'm fine but no!” Why were his friends assholes? He turned to look at Hitoshi, “Oh shush, we have a blood pact, no details, that extends to you and your sparky.. If that's here too, and me and.. Anyone's I decide to be if… and it extends to you here and mine, blanket blood pact!”

Shouta chuckled as he moved closer to his shadow. He whispered in his ear, “A shame that’s a no. I think that desk looks awfully lonely without you on it. Bet you’d make some pretty noises too. Just for me and Zashi to hear.” Yes, he was supposed to take things slow but he’d blame the man’s friend for this. And he wasn’t touching him so he was technically being good. “Guess I’ll just have to fuck him and image what that’d be like to be inside you while you choke on him. A true shame.” Then he turned back to the class and spoke louder, “Does anyone have any questions for Kitsune? Anything not personal about him or his younger self. Midoriya is still allowed to have his own private life after all.” 

Izuku squeaked, his body temperature rising as the man spoke. Fuck fuck fuck…he was so screwed! When he turned away his ears and tails appeared, and seemed to be surrounded by flames as he tried hard to get himself under control. 

“Well he seems to be on fire right now sensei.” Mina giggled, “I think you flustered him badly.”

Shouta shrugged, “I don’t know what you’re talking about. I think he might just need a minute.” It was taking everything in him to keep his smirk down. “Are there any questions? Or would you all rather have some study time?” 

“this conversation is ridiculous! That.. Man is not Midoriya, he is crude and vile. He should not be here,” Iida shouted, his arms chopping. “it is impossible to get a quirk at seventeen years old, he is a liar and probably a villain, he needs to leave.”

That snapped him out of that, he turned to glare at iida, “shut up Robocop. You know nothing, I haven't lied about a single thing since I got here.” this was going to be a long fucking year, but at least he had a nice ass to watch while dealing with the idiots. 

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Katsuki chuckled as he walked away from the classroom. They'd all decided they were gonna push and get their friend partners, ones they knew would be good for him. Plus it was fucking fun to mess with his brother. He walked back out to the range where Snipe waited. “Alright cowboy, I got em.”

Austin chuckled, his mask off since he didn't have anyone in the range right now, “Took ya long ‘nuff. Ya stop ta take a piss or somethin’?”

He rolled his eyes, “fuck off, I stopped to tease the nerd and almost kick my own ass.” he grumbled, “that fucking kids a piece of shit.”

“Don't have ta tell me ‘bout it. Brat almost gets shot three time a day in class. And he ain't the good kind of brat either. Least I know how ta handle them,” Austin huffed, his wife could be quite the little brat when she wanted to. “Now, much as watching ya kick your own ass sounds like fun, whaddya say we get ta the competition. Unless you're scared I'm gonna kick your ass.”

Katsuki huffed, “bring it on cowboy, I'm not fucking scared of anything.” he grinned holding up one of the beautiful throwing stars and moving towards the targets. “better be ready to weep.”

“Awe, don't worry, I'm not the one that's gonna be cryin'.” Austin said with a smirk, “When I win, you're gonna be a good boy today. Gonna call me Sir. Just like the other lil brat I know.” With that, he threw his first throwing star.

Katsuki choked on his own spit at the man's words, his cheeks flaming red and eyes wide. He looked at the cowboy in fear.. And intrigue. What the fuck? He shook his head and turned back to the targets trying to focus. After all he'd been taught by the best of the best, which is why he used the stars and not knives. He also didn't know how to respond to that. People didn't flirt with his aggressive ass. He shifted his stance and flung one of the stars at the target, it hit the bullseye dead center and he smirked. 

Austin raised his brows, looking at the target, “Not bad, Nitro. But I think we can do better than that. Or are ya scared ta lose ta me?” He threw the next star, so far they were tied bullseye for bullseye.

Katsuki glared still pink. “nitro?” he wasn't used to someone else giving him a nickname like that. He turned and there the next star landing perfect center again, tying them once more. “I've never been afraid of anything in my life, cowboy.. Except the nerd.” he threw two more stars one after the other leaving himself with a single one left. 

Austin chuckled, throwing his two and tying them once more, “Well, it's better than me callin’ ya Boom Boii or Bomb. I call the younger you them. Coulda called ya Sugar or Caramel. Cause, ya know, ya smell so sweet.” He pulled out his tablet, “Let's make this last one more of a challenge.” The targets had been moving at a decent pace. Now, he moved them more sporadically, like Shouta when he was being his leapfrog self.

He held back a whine at the man's words. Why was he flirting? Was it just a distraction tactic? Or something else, the man had a wife, he was probably straight and just.. Channeling his dommy wife. “Shut up, farm boy.” he grumbled as he looked at the targets, this was simple, he preferred moving targets like this after all. He smirked and threw the star landing dead center. “hah!”

Austin narrowed his eyes, getting close to the blonde, “I didn't grow up on no farm. I grew up with cattle. It's called a ranch. You get that right or I'll get some of Midnight's gear an’ make you remember it.” He turned back to the targets. He couldn't lie, it was….interesting watching the other hit the targets dead center the way he did. Okay, his pansexual self could appreciate the attractiveness of the man next to him and the added appeal the man's accuracy gave him. Still, he wasn't losing. He threw the last star, hitting his own target dead center as well.

Katsuki was not pouting.. Shut up Izuku! He wasn't anyone who said otherwise was a dirty fucking liar, when he saw the man hit the center of the target. “Damn, nice shot pew pew. But neither of us won this round.”

“True,” Austin said, stopping the targets, “Good thing it was only round one.” He smirked. “You're not so bad yourself, Nitro. Now, let's make things a bit more…interesting.” He reached down and pulled out two blindfolds. He loved blind throwing.

Katsuki grinned and nodded. “sounds like fun.” They spent the morning together throwing blades and the hero flirting lightly, which confused Katsuki. When it was time for lunch the two headed to the staffroom laughing together as they walked. When they walked in, Katsuki froze seeing Yagi sitting on the couch. 

Austin stopped beside Katsuki, his mask was back on since they left the range. “Nitro, is not the same one. I know, Nedzu told us. But ya gotta act like the fucker ain't a threat. He could get you ta the bigger one,” he whispered to the man.

“Ah, Snipe. And.. who's this?” Yagi said, looking up from his phone and greasy pork sandwich. “Is this one of Bakugou's uncles? He looks so much like Young Bakugou's mother. Her genes are very strong,” he chuckled. “You could mistake the two of them for a mother and daughter if you put him in a dress.”

Katsuki growled and nodded softly, “I fucking know.. But he's hurting the little nerd.” he whispered back then turned to the man, “since when is Mitsuki muscular and built like a man?” he asked, annoyed. “You don't need to know who I am, except I'm the cowboy's shadow.” He knew his mother and he looked similar, but he was built very differently. 

“‘Member, he's safe now,” Austin whispered, “The big one's got him.” He turned to Yagi, “There was an email. Few of us got a shadow for reasons. Ya don't need ta know if they don't wanna tell ya.”

Yagi raised a brow. “I was just explaining that the boy has a very feminine figure. There are muscular women out there. Look at Mirko. She is quite muscular. The boy would look the same. No need to become defensive about it. And why would any of you need shadows? That sounds like a distraction more than anything.”

“Mirko's still built like a female. The fact you think mother and son are built the same is sad. He may have her facial features but no, they aren't copies and no one would mistake that aggressive asshole for a woman.” he shook his head as they walked in more. “Maybe if you read your emails, you'd know why some of the teachers have shadows. It happens often in schools.”

Izuku walked in next alone, “Hey kat, ready for lunch? We finally get lunch rush food again.” he grinned, “Oh hey cowboy.”

“Howdy. You takin’ Nitro from me?” Austin asked, glad for the distraction, “Them some good stars. Gonna steal them from ya one of these days, get ma own made. Nitro did good, gotta come up with a better competition. No winner today.”

Katsuki nodded, “yeah, fuck that sounds amazing. Are the others waiting?” 

Izuku nodded, “sure am, and yeah they didn't wanna come in here right now. So they're waiting for us by the cafeteria.” he was ignoring yagi, “if you wanna get a set, ask sparky and meimei.”

“I'll be sure ta do that,” Austin chuckled.

“And who are you,” Yagi asked, looking at Izuku, “You seem awfully familiar but I can't place it.” He looked down at his watch, “Oh, never mind, I have someone I need to meet about something.” His successor needed to tell whoever was trying to stop their sessions no.

Izuku glared at the man, “You don't know me, and you don't need to. Also, stay away from Midoriya, I'm taking over his training according to the commision.” yeah he knew who the man was going to go find, thankfully he knew the blonde wouldn't find him. 

“Excuse me? I don't know where you two came from. But here, we treat each other with more respect! And who are you to dictate who I speak with? You don't even know who I was going to go have a meeting with.” Yagi said, highly annoyed and offended. So this was the man. Well, young Midoriya would see things his way soon enough. He'd tell this rude interloper that he wanted nothing to do with him and come begging for Yagi's help again. He'd have to up their training, perhaps punish him for not telling him no in the first place.

Izuku grinned, “you don't need to know who I am, but see, I've been giving authority over his training, which means I getta choose who's around him for that purpose. Only the commision president can change that. Also I have no respect for you.”

“You said there was food,” Katsuki said, wanting to get away from Yagi. Even if he wasn't the same murderer, he hurt the little nerd and was still a monster to him. “I'm fucking starving. I wonder if this place can make a half decent spicy anything.”

Izuku snorted, “yeah food,” he said as he turned and led the way out of the room. “fuck I wanna just.. Gut him before he does anything like ours.” Izuku sighed. He knew izu was safe right then, Yagi wouldn't look up on the roof for him. He'd be there after lunch with Kat and shoto for heroics too so they could make sure to block him during that. 

Katsuki nodded, “Yeah, I fucking know. Was so hard to not just kill him when I walked in. Even if he's not the same shitbag we know, he's a fucking threat.”

He nodded, they met up with the others a minute later. “He really is.” he grumbled. “We'll keep a close eye on him. Make sure he doesn't turn like the other one. Can you imagine having to take on two?” 

“sooo, how's flirting with eraserhead go zuzu?” Denki asked with a big grin. 

“Nope,” Hitoshi said, shaking his head, “No details. Remember the blood pact. I will fuck you up so hard if you give any details. I don't wanna know what positions you defiled that desk, I don't wanna know what he said to you. Nope!”

“At least you had a better morning than me,” Shoto glared at his food, having spent his morning in a near homicidal rage. He wanted his dad back and, instead, he got Endeavor. He got an abusive dickhead who killed his oldest and tortured his family to the point two went insane, one of which turned villain, and the younger him could barely process his emotions apparently. Fucking great!

Izuku tilted his head. “What's wrong, snow angel? What'd sensei tell you?” The man didn't have a fast temper, so something big must've happened. “and I know toshi, I told the mini you the same thing.. Little brat has a bias aggressively against strong quirks. You may need to chat with him.”

Hitoshi cracked his knuckles, “Guess we gotta have a come ta cat Jesus moment.”

Shoto glared at his food, the chopsticks in his hands snapping like a twig, “My dad, the gentle giant who loved his family more than life itself, is nothing more than an abusive piece of shit here who bought my mom for a quirk marriage. He abused Touya and me, neglected Nat and Yumi, beat and raped my mom, killed Touya, and sent mom into a fucking psychosis that the burn on his face…she caused it. She broke and poured boiling water on it before she realized what she did and tried to ice it. She wasn't thinking, she just felt guilt, I know it. Touya…he was a fucking villain. That monster abused my brother to the point he turned villain! He just recently got in a rehab facility. But all of it is that bastard's fault and he still tries to come here and demand shit from little me. He still tries to force him to the estate. While I grew up with a loving fucking family, this Shoto was alone, with nothing but fucking abuse and hate!”

Izuku and the others froze in horror, they'd all been treated like family by the todoroki family. “we'll help.. We'll … do what we can. If he's like that, we need to get his ass locked up.. Maybe Sora can get word to the family and find a way to communicate between worlds for us.. I'm sorry, snow angel.”

Denki wrapped his arms around the dual haired man. Trying to make him feel better in the only way he knew how, physical affection. 

Shoto was shaking with rage and, as soon as Denki wrapped his arms around him, he felt tears prick his eyes. He leaned into his friend as he let them fall, “I miss my family. I miss my dad and my idiot brother. I don't wanna stay in a world where my family is so fucked up because dad tried to compete with Ass Might. He'd never do that, he'd never hurt us. Why didn't our family here deserve the same dad I got? I just wanna bring them here, give him the family he should've had. But…but the Touya here would never accept him. Neither would little me. Endeavor made sure they'd all hate him. He's a bastard and I hate this feeling inside me towards someone who looks like my dad.”

Denki held him, “it's okay sho.. We'll figure something out. I promise. I'm sorry you're here without them.. Maybe we can ask sensei if there's something we can do…”

Izuku felt guilty, he was the reason the man was here without his good family, Hitoshi's ma was here, and gone back in their own world, apparently inko was good here, but shoto had such an amazing family. “I'm sorry shoto, we'll support you in every way we can.”

“It's not your fault,” Shoto shook his head against Denki, turning to look with teary eyes, “I'd do the same again, don't you dare feel bad. I just miss them. But I'm gonna save little me. I'm gonna fuck that asshole's day up and save them from him. I'll make dad proud of me, bring honor to the Todoroki name. I love you, Zuzu. But I'll freeze your ass to the toilet the next time you go to take a shit if you get in your head about this. Maybe Gran’ll be able to send messages or videos between worlds.”

Katsuki nodded, letting off a few pops of his quirk to remove the excess sweat. “we'll fucking back you on that. The little you deserve’s all the good.”

Izuku rolled his eyes. “Yeah, yeah, I know. We can talk to gran this afternoon during heroics. It's us three today to roadblock yagi. Wanna bet the old coot pulls out the paintballs?” He was trying to lighten the mood. 

“Oh darn, looks like I miss all the fun,” Hitoshi said with a fake sigh, “I guess working with Midnight means I miss most of the old coot's attacks and target practices. Shame, shame.”

“How the hell did I get mixed in this?” Shoto frowned, “Just because I'm working with Zuzu's soon to be fuck daddy, it doesn't mean I need to take a paintball to the spine! Can't I just help him make his set list for his radio show or something?”

Izuku rolled his eyes, “one, I want you to talk to your younger self some. Find out the info you can so we can get him free. And he won't be attacking us.. Much.” he shrugged as he ate. “Hitoshi and Denki'll be helping other days, oh sparky I'm sending little you down to see you. He asked about shorting out.”

Katsuki huffed as he ate, “great. I have to deal with the asshole younger me then, I assume.”

Denki bounced, still holding onto his friend, “Yes! I get to help little me! This is so awesome! I can't wait!” Even though Shoto was ace, he was pretty much the group's platonic partner without being their platonic partner. He snuggled the man before giving off happy little zaps.

“He's gonna make Powerloader cry so hard,” Hitoshi chuckled as he took a bite of his food.

Izuku nodded, “Oh yeah, but it'll be so much fun to watch.” The group chatted and ate their lunch together before three of the five walked to the gym heroics would be held in. Izuku leaned against the wall and closed his eyes. His mind planning and going over everything to get the younger shoto free. 

While Izuku was going over everything in his head, the other two were stretching. They were preparing for the old coot to come into the gym attacking. Or, well, shooting. They knew he'd go harder if Shoto just threw up an ice dome to block him. Because apparently that's cheating and cheaters get nothing but frozen paintballs and bean bags. Those hurt like a bitch.

Izuku waited, the door opened and in walked yagi and shouta, Izuku didn't bother to move, but he stiffened feeling that man's presence there. It put him on edge no matter if he was the right version or not. “I will not commit murder, I will not commit murder.” he chanted to himself. 

“You don't look good in prison orange,” Katsuki offered, “And you aren't into voyeurism. Pretty sure you don't want those two coming to prison to raw dog you in front of the cameras so the cops watching jerk off to it.” It felt good to stretch his muscles out but he just really wanted to put his hands on either side of Yagi's head and let off his quirk.

Izuku opened his eyes then and tilted his head, his eyes roaming over shouta, “hmm very, very good point Kats. Guess I'll just have to do it a different way, where there aren't any witnesses or cameras.” he said easily, his tails swaying behind him. He needed to be ready and on guard. 

Shoto shook his head, “You could just wait for his heart to give out. From what I hear, he eats the fattiest, most greasy food possible. His heart's gonna give out soon enough from a heart attack. Could always…help it along.”

Izuku hummed softly as the man glared at them, “very true. Or wait for him to piss off the wrong person. I'll cheer them on when it happens.” he looked back at Shouta, his eyes just watching him hungrily. 

“stop eye fucking him, nerd.” Katsuki rolled his eyes. 

Shoto sighed, stopping his stretch, “Did you get a text or something we didn't see saying he wanted you in his bed tonight? I swear you're more horny for him than yesterday or before. If you had a bunny quirk, you'd be humping his leg.”

Izuku glared, “Oh shut the fuck up, both of you assholes. I'm allowed to be fucking horny stop being dicks.” he was blushing. “I don't have a bunny quirk, stop giving me quirks I don't have.” the class started to arrive and he pushed off the wall. 

“I just said, if you had one,” Shoto rolled his eyes but he had a small smirk.

“Nerd's fucking pent up. Shoulda known this would happen what with him being this close to one of his biggest spank bank fantasies,” Katsuki said loud enough for the three to hear. He was sure the eraser hero could hear them. If he was anything like their own Eraserhead, he had the hearing of a bat.

“I fucking hate you both.” he growled, “why the fuck do I have assholes for friends?” he asked no one in particular. Then he saw little Denki coming in with his friends. “Hey little sparky, you have an appointment down in the support labs for this class.”

Katsuki chuckled. “you fucking love us nerd, and those three are gonna make the poor man cry and go bald.”

Shoto chuckled, “Good thing it's not our Powerloader. Cloud wouldn't be able to deal with a bald Digdug.”

Little Denki's eyes widened before he smiled bright, letting off sparks that were bigger than his older counterparts happy zaps, “Really?! Wait, I'm missing heroics? Awe I'm gonna fall behind.”

“Fucking dumbass can't miss anymore class. Too fucking stupid as is,” Bakugou huffed, glaring at Little Denki.

Katsuki glared, “shut the fuck up idiot. He's fucking fine.”

“Don't worry, you can join me and Izu for training later if you want. You need to get a choker first.” Izuku told him “also, he's fucking smarter than you are, bakugou. I've seen the class marks, he's ahead of you.”.

Bakugou glared at Izuku, “Fuck off. He’s fucking not ahead of anyone. He’s below everyone. He’s a fucking moron.” 

Little Denki bounced, accidentally shocking those around him, “Do I get to train with Zuku? I wanna train with Zuku! We’ll be awesome training together and we can be an awesome team like you guys are!” 

Shouta glared at bakugou, “actually, Kaminari is in the top five of the class. He has been since halfway through the first year when he was finally put on the right medication for his ADHD and dyslexia.”

Izuku chuckled, “first we need to ask little me if that'd be okay and if he'd wanna be a team at all. But how about you head down and see my sparky and we can discuss that after school today.”

Shoto snorted, “Oh no.. Another team of us.. How horrible and terrifying.” he said with a deadpan expression. “Wonder who'll take kats place.”

“Excuse me,” Yagi demanded, “What are you talking about another team of you? And why do you look like that? You’re being rather insensitive, don’t you think? You shouldn’t make yourself look like a student. And you shouldn’t be so rude to the students.” 

“Shouldn’t be so stupid, yet here you fucking are,” Katsuki glared at Yagi.

Shoto just looked at him, his face as emotionless as his younger self as little Denki left the gym. “If you have a problem with the way I look, take it up with my parents since it was their genes that made me this way. As for my scar.. Well you can't take it up with the villain that did it cause he's dead now.”

Izuku chuckled, “you don't need to know what we're talking about, skeletor.” Then he heard it, his ear flicked barely perceptible before the three men dropped to the ground and rolled out of the way of their sensei. 

Though the three of them were lucky enough to drop out of Sora’s way, Yagi wasn’t able to. The elderly man landed a hard kick into what was once the man’s damaged side, causing him to vomit onto the gym floor before falling down. The spry old man bounced off him and nearly got Shouta before the hero dodged him. 

Izuku sat up, “ten!” 

Katsuki chuckled, “ten!” 

Shoto laid there, “nine point five.”

Shouta shook his head. “hello sensei, so I assume you took the assistant principal job to keep an eye on your newest problem children?” 

Sora landed with a huff, “Of course I did. If not, who would keep you all in line? You think I’m stupid enough to let you lot run around here unattended? The amount of teachers that would have mental breakdowns weekly would be astronomical. Now, about this lesson.” 

“I thought the landing wasn’t that bad,” Little Shoto said with a slight frown. Izu just hit his head in his hand. Nope he didn’t wanna deal with this today.

Shoto nodded, “the landing was good, but he didn't hit him hard enough to piss himself or pass out, so half a point off his score.” he told his smaller self. 

Izuku sighed and looked at Izu, “this is what you get when you befriend him. I warn you now. Also sensei, if you wanna stop staff from having a breakdown.. You should be in the labs not here, Shouta's not the one in danger of that.”

“No, but there’s three of you here in one area,” Sora pointed out, “I’ll make my way to the labs soon enough.” He then looked at Shoto, “Excuse me, but I still pulled a bodily fluid out of him. You’re just too picky. Looks like someone wants to do some training with the bean bag launcher later.” 

Shoto's eyes widened. “I was mistaken. It's a ten.. Yup, definitely a ten.”

Izuku sighed, “sensei, when you aren't busy, I.. We have something to ask you. About home, and family.” he could feel izu, little Hitoshi, and little shoto watching them curiously. 

“That’s what I thought, you little brat,” Sora said before looking at Izuku, ignoring Katsuki’s laughter, “Alright. I’m guessing it’s about what me and the brat talked about this morning.”

Shouta frowned, wondering what that was about. He had to wonder why the older Todoroki was so different than his student. Then again, he was older so time could change things. Or other things could have changed there. He didn’t know and he was curious.

Izuku nodded, “yeah, we have an.. Idea we'd like to run by you about it.” he said with a shrug, “and it doesn't have murder in it either! So that's a plus.”

“dork,” Katsuki huffed, “now let's get on with this lesson before the little asshole decides to start yapping again. I really don't feel like kicking my own ass.”

Shoto smirked, “well ya know, I could go and kick it for you.”

“Fuck you!” Bakugou growled, letting off pops in his hand, “You couldn't fucking do shit! I fucking beat Daddy Issues already, I can beat your pathetic fucking ass too!”

“I'd watch your mouth if I were you, brat,” Sora said to the younger, “I just might let him show you how outclassed you really are.”

Shoto just stood there with a grin. “you need sweat to use your quirk, do you know what frozen fire feels like? I highly doubt it, but I'll happily kick your ass just for that comment alone.”

Izuku sighed, “seeing.. That, is so fucking weird.” he said annoyed. “I'm also getting really tired of iida glaring at me, I thought I got away from that shit already.”

Shouta shook his head. “Iida, ojiro, uraraka, seriously stop glaring. It's fucking ridiculous. Now shall we get started? I believe we're doing stealth training today.”

“We are not glaring,” Iida retorted, indeed glaring, “We are simply looking at our sensei and this…man.”

Uraraka moved to Izu, wrapping an arm around his arm, “Be on my team, Deku. We'll be amazing together. We'll be so stealthy, we'll kick all the ass.”

Izu stiffened when she wrapped her arm around him. He'd told her a few times he didn't like it but she didn't listen. “s….sensei t.. Told you n.. Not to.. Call me.. Me that.. Anymore..”

Izuku felt his eyes narrow. “Why does it feel like she's trying to sleep with little me? Doesn't she know he's gay?” he asked Katsuki, confused. 

Shouta sighed. “no, you're glaring as if he's a problem, he isn't. You need to stop. Uraraka, I didn't mention teams, and I told you to stop using his hero name when not doing hero work. So stop now.”

Katsuki narrowed his eyes as he looked at the two, “Because she reeks of desperation. I can smell it over here. Unless she magically grows a nice eight inches, she won't get anything from little you.” The last part he said more than loud enough for everyone to hear. His nerd had never hid the fact he was gay. He didn't see why this one would either.

“That is incredibly crude!” Iida shouted, “That's no way to talk about someone! How dare you!”

Ojiro made a disgusted face, “Why the hell would he even want that? That's just nasty. Are you saying he's even more of a creepy ass freak? Gross.”

Izuku growled, a deep rumbling sound. “He isn't either of those things asshole. So you're homophobic? Do you realize most of your classmates are gay or bi? Hell your sensei is gay and married to the most flamingly stunning man on the planet.”

Shouta looked at him like he'd never seen him before. “What the hell is that supposed to mean ojiro?” 

Katsuki snorted, “you think that's crude? I can get worse, but I just spoke the truth, the little nerd’s gay.”

“I'm just saying,” Ojiro defended, “He's been breaking himself constantly with that creepy quirk of his and then suddenly he gets those black things coming out of him. He's already a freak. He doesn't need to add anything else on top of it!”

“You just dun fucked up,” Mina said, cracking her knuckles. “Sensei, permission to make his face look like a topographical map hatefucked by that Mr. Potato Face looking fucker? I mean, seriously, you're just asking to never get that one inch dick hard ever again.”

Shoto looked at her then his friends, “and that right fucking there is why no one messes with that team! Why doesn't anyone else see it! She's crazy.. In a good way but still!” 

Izuku chuckled, “we all see it, we just ignore it.” He looked at Ojiro and stepped forward. “There's nothing creepy about his quirk, it's an energy manipulation quirk that can be used in a multitude of different ways as he grows used to it. It's incredibly strong. There's also nothing wrong with being fucking gay. Do. Not. Call him a freak again, or you'll become kitsune chow.”

Shouta glared at him. “Ojiro, that's enough! This school has a no tolerance policy, and you also have no rich family or board member keeping you here. Keep it up and I will expel you.”

“I didn't do anything wrong!” Ojiro defended, “Ashido just threatened to use her acid to disfigure me! Why aren't you punishing her? That's abuse and borderline villainous.”

“I didn't hear anything,” Sora said. “Did you hear anything? Who are you again? Where's my jello!” Yes, he loved being the crazy old coot.

“I made no threats. I asked permission,” Mina glared. “Besides, it's clearly a theoretical question. Maybe if you'd pull your head out of your ass and stop treating women like they belong in a kitchen or on their backs, you'd be higher than fifteenth in class.”

Izuku and his friends snickered at the older man, it looked like yagi was finally starting to recover from the hit. “you ate all the jello already.” the white haired man said through chuckles. 

Shouta raised an eyebrow, “she's right, she asked a hypothetical question. But you're discriminating against one of your classmates' quirks and sexuality. That isn't acceptable.” he rubbed his face annoyed. “we've already wasted enough time. Let's get this class going before I start sending people to the hell course.”

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Izuku and his friends watched as the others were given their instructions. Shoto kept looking at his younger self wanting to just.. Hug the teen. But he couldn't. He'd talk to him though, as soon as he got the chance. The three of them ignored yagi standing there, if they didn't they'd do something they shouldn't. 

Austin and Hizashi were already in position with their paintball guns. Did the students know that? No. They just knew there were teachers out in the city they had to avoid. Sora would be given his own. He absolutely didn't have one that was custom made just for him. That's ridiculous. It absolutely didn't hold twice as many paintballs so he could put the frozen ones in it and they'd shoot off at random while still staying nice and ice cold. That's crazy talk. As soon as the students were told to start, they were off. Yagi was huffing and puffing, annoyed.

Izuku chuckled, “Iida hit first, then bakugou. Little Hito won't get hit, if he does it'll be last.. I'm not sure about little you yet.. He's too Distant. which, understandable”

“mics gonna go right for fucking tails after the shit the fuck said.” Katsuki grumbled. 

Shoto Thought about it, “Well, he's friends with little you. I think anyways. So there's a chance he'll make it to the end. If he's smart, he'll use his ice as a decoy and throw up multiple ice domes or something to hide where he really is. But, I'm not sure how long he's gonna last. I haven't seen him fight yet. Asshole Kats’ gonna get obliterated.”

“definitely, can't wait to see it either.” Izuku chuckled, “I don't get how the two of you can be so fucking different.” he said to his brother. “I know you were a dick for like.. Two weeks but this is.. Fucked.”

Katsuki nodded, his eyes hardening, “Something fucking changed here. I don't fucking know what and I don't fucking like it. Don't know if it was the fucking hag or what. There's no way little you's Inko would just let shit get bad if she's as good as he says.”

He nodded, “I think you and I may need to go meet this mother of mine. Little me isn't lying, he was so.. Passionate about it, there's no way she's bad. So we should go see her and talk to her, now that I'm taking over his training I'll have a reason for it." Then he banged his head against the wall. “ fuuuuuck.. How long do you think we have before auntie comes and finds us? If the commision knows we're here, she will too at some point.”

“Hm, well, it's possible she's been drugged for the night. You know, she has to have that yearly day she goes into that coma. So she might not know yet,” Shoto pointed out. “Or she might be dealing with the headache that is dimensional travel. She could've downed an entire bottle just to deal with it.”

Katsuki groaned. “I fucking pray it's coma time.. Otherwise she'll fucking be here to kick all our asses by tomorrow fucking morning.” The woman was terrifying. “I think you're right though, we need to go visit both of our parents to see what the fuck happened. It had to have been huge.” he couldn't see himself turning on his brother like this. It was infathnable. 

Izuku nodded “fuck.. Why does everyone keep trying to kick our asses?” He, in a way, liked this world a bit better, but he missed their friends. He missed their life. “We'll see if we can make a visit tomorrow morning. I have to do training after class today.”

Shoto shook his head, “Well, have fun with that. You can deal with the parents and I'll be not getting my ass kicked by Kio by dragging little me off somewhere to have a heart to heart. Maybe I can see how far he's gotten with his quirk. Teach him to kick little Kats’ ass.”

Izuku chuckled, “please do. That little fucker needs his ass kicked.” he said annoyed. Maybe he'd get his own little self to be more confident and have him also kick the blonde teens ass. “I still can't believe this is a highschool.. What sane person let's highschool graduates have a license like that?” he could see yagi getting angrier, but he didn't care. 

“Some egotistical moron who thought it was easier to brainwash children into fighting for them and posing for cameras than it would be if they were adults with fully formed brains,” Shoto said, “Children often still idolize idiots like All Might over there. It's easier to convince them they want to be just like him when they're still teenagers than eighteen and have figured out who they want to be in life.”

“Excuse me? Why wouldn't someone wish to be a hero? Why wouldn't they want to save as many people as they can?” Yagi demanded.

“they're fucking kids! They don't know what the fuck they want in fucking life. They think it's all fucking fun and games and glamour.” Katsuki growled. 

Izuku nodded, “children shouldn't be trained to be soldiers. Hero schools should be for university aged adults not fucking hormonal teenagers that don't know anything about the real world. Hell they don't even get taught triage here or mental health shit or.. Fuck anything they should know before being licensed so they can actually help people instead of just going around hitting shit.”

“They know what they need to know,” Yagi glared, “They know how to be the best heroes they can be. Just because it isn't the way you want it, doesn't mean they aren't getting the best education to be the best heroes. You are just being petty and uneducated about what really happens here.”

“Should I tell him or do you wanna tell him that we don't do anything without research,” Shoto asked, giving the man a deadpan expression that could rival his younger self.

“not like he'd fucking listen. He doesn't understand what happens when we really become petty.” Katsuki chuckled

Izuku shook his head, “no. Here children are sent into wars they don't have any business being in. What happens when a hero's called to a situation they think is a violent person but it's really just an autistic or mentally ill person who needs help and not violence? Oh wait, I know this, you fight them, hurt them even though they weren't in the right mind and needed fucking help not to be attacked. What about when a hero’s hurt and can't get to medical attention right away, or a civilian's hurt and can't get help right away. You don't know how to treat them or yourselves so everyone fucking survives.”

“I know what to do and so do they,” Yagi rolled his eyes, “You don't know a thing about us. You're not even heroes. Who even are you people? Some fakes pretending to care but are actually poisoning the minds of the students here for your own selfish, sick pleasure?”

“No, that would be your old, wrinkly ass. Seriously, how does your…what? Almost sixty year old ass not show every single wrinkle in that spandex outfit I saw,” Shoto made a face. “I mean, I know the steroids Make it so they can't see your Ken doll, nonexistent dick, but the wrinkles…Do you go get botox done? Are you full of plastic and other fake shit?”

Katsuki and Izuku were laughing hard at their friends' words. He always had such fun insults after all. “The fact you're too stupid to figure out who we are by now, when we haven't done shit to hide it's really sad. We're Gran Torino's problem children, as for being heroes, nah, but we're the equivalent of it and apparently better trained.”

“he's so much stupider than ours, like what the actual fuck?” Katsuki said shaking his head, “either that or he's the world's fucking greatest actor, but nah I say he's just a fucking idiot.”

“How dare you!” Yagi shouted, “I am not full of any chemicals! I have never taken any drugs! I am completely natural. I am less fake than any of you three! How dare you insult me this way!”

Shoto smirked, “Ah, so it's not the botox comment, it's the Ken doll. You're just upset you can't get it up. Or, well, get any. I bet you're tired of always being the bitch. Is that why you and Nighteye broke up? He fucked you like you were a bitch in heat and you just couldn't take it? Or did you try fucking him and he couldn't feel it? Did he get tired of faking it and you rolling over passing out every time? He feel unsatisfied by you just rubbing up against him all the time? I mean, I know I would. Your tiny dick isn't anything to be proud of, just so you know.”

The two men laughed hard, both sinking to the ground as they held their sides in laughter. Shouta, who was watching the students on the monitor, was also laughing softly. “oh kami…thats fucking hilarious.” Izuku said breathlessly. “That's why he's such an asshole to little me, cause little me can satisfy any partner he gets, or has.. Probably wants to be him.”

There was the sound of guns going off in the distance. “You were right Izuku, Iida was the first hit, then bakugou. Ojiro's also down.. Frozen paintballs.”

“I do not have a small penis,” Yagi growled out. “I have a larger than average one. You're just being crude!”

“Says the small dick man,” Shoto shrugged, “I wonder if he got a frozen paintball to the ass or anything like that. You think someone was skilled enough to get one stuck up there?”

Shouta snorted, “snipe's definitely talented enough.”

Izuku chuckled, “he sure does protest and deny too much doesn't he? I say he’s just over compensating for his small penis.”

Yagi growled, “I do NOT have a small penis!” He wasn't over compensating for anything. None of his partners  ever complained! He'd shut these idiots up once and for all. He grabbed his pants and pulled them down, showing off his prize and joy. “See! I am not over compensating!”

“Oh Kami! My eyes!” Shoto cried out, seeing the wrinkly old man skin of his upper thighs and balls. He had a very small dick. Nothing to be proud of. Shoto needed to purify his brain. “Someone get Toshi! I need brain bleach!”

“adult! I need an adultier adult!” Izuku yelled, “he's showing his no no square!! Pedo! Pedo! Hellllp!” 

Katsuki shrugged. “I ain't fucking see anything. Maybe someone's got a fucking microscope or some shit so someone can see what he's trying to show.”

Shouta growled. “what the fuck are you doing yagi! There're minors here! For fucksake pull your pants up before you get arrested.”

“There are no minors here right now. As such, they are also of age. It's perfectly fine,” Yagi rolled his eyes, “These people need to stop being brats. They need to show respect. Clearly they're intimidated by what they see.”

Shoto sat down, pulling himself into a ball, “Old man balls. So gross. Worse than walking in on Mama and dad having sex! The sounds! He has so much loose skin! Make it go away. Don't wanna see this! Wrinkly old man ass. Probably deflated too.”

There was the sound of footsteps coming towards them and then a high pitched, female-like scream could be heard before there was a thud as Ojiro passed out. Bakugou turned and threw up and Iida looked like his robo-processing needed to be rebooted.

“this is a fucking highschool! You're exposing yourself and think nothing of it. For fuck sakes.” shouta growled. 

Izuku rolled his eyes. “I don't see anything to be intimidated by, just a nasty ol'pedo. Now I know why the commision asked me to train little me. Maybe you need to be investigated for that too.” then beautiful swirling flames of different colors sprang up and made a wall shielding everyone from the nasty sight. 

“You know, only you would be a big ol’ flaming homo even your fire's gay,” Katsuki chuckled, the least traumatized of the three. Poor Shoto just kept rocking himself.

“Remove these flames this instant! Are you trying to burn me?! You monster!” Yagi shouted, his pants still around his ankles.

Izuku huffed, “shut up, my flames are beautiful.” he told his brother. “put some fucking pant on you nasty pedo. If I was trying to burn you, you'd already be ash. I'm trying to spare the other students the traumatizing sight. Someone should call tsuki or.. Something.”

“Way to ruin a good time,” Shouta said, shaking his head, “You three, just….get away from the old creep. Fucking disgusting. I don't know why you even thought that was a good idea in the first place.”

“Saggy old skin. Gonna haunt my dreams. Gonna see them swinging at me like a gross, sagging pendulum. Just swinging and swinging,” Shoto said as he rocked.

Izuku sighed, “Kat, take snow angel to see Toshi please. Poor thing's traumatized. I'll talk to sensei about that thing today, while you guys help him settle.” he watched his friends leave the gym together but kept his flames in place. “if I'm gonna look at anyone's no no square, it'll be yours and zashi's. That one was just.. Traumatizing.” he shuddered as a few more students began to arrive. Uraraka being one of them. 

Hizashi walked out, a wide smile on his face, “well, if you wanna see that, I'm sure we can arrange it, little fox.” his gun had jammed so he needed to leave the city and see about fixing it when he'd heard the white haired man. 

“Why would you wanna see either of their parts? You have your own to mess with,” Uraraka said, making a face, “If seeing another is traumatizing, then it just proves it.”

“Because no one wants to see All Might naked but Mic is a work of art, that's why,” Shouta said, “And I'd be careful if I were you. You're sounding awfully homophobic there, Uraraka.”

Izuku nodded, “because those two are stunning and I very much want to be fucked into the mattress by them both. But,  Yeah, no one wants to see that nasty thing from Yagi. Think he's pulled his pants back up yet?”

“it's called being gay.” Hizashi said rolling his eyes. “also playing with yourself isn't anywhere as fun as others playing with you.”

“And we'll happily fuck you into the mattress, couch, counter, really any surface,” Shouta shrugged before looking over at the flames. “Well, He's quiet. So either he pulled his pants up or he plans on flashing everyone here. It's a toss-up with how stupid he is. He might still try measuring his dick with others.”

The rest of the class was starting to arrive as the exercise ended. Little Izu looked around. “Where'd the others go?” 

Izuku huffed, “Yagi traumatized them by flashing us so kats took shoto to see Toshi to help calm him down.”

“How would he traumatize an adult?” Little Shoto asked, “He wouldn't have much to show. Did he pull down his pants and show his anus to the others? I'm sure seeing something that saturated in shit from not wiping with anything but toilet paper with your own face on it, which isn't very good, wouldn't do a good enough job.” it didn't matter which Shoto, neither liked the large blonde man.

“I do not have issues wiping!” Yagi yelled.

Izuku snorted. “yup, i like you either world.” he shook his head softly, “my shoto is ace, sex and anything like that is.. Disgusting to him. He doesn't mind changing and such with others, but.. Seeing that nastiness caused issues.”

Izu nodded, “that makes sense.”

“I would much rather cut my own genitals off than put them near anyone,” Little Shoto said, blinking at Izuku, “I'm sure my father would have other thoughts if he heard me say that. Especially about not continuing the family line as his masterpiece.”

“That is rude to say about your father,” Iida said, finally rebooting, “You cannot talk about him like that. It has gone on long enough and your temper tantrum is growing childish to hear.”

Izuku turned and glared, “Oh shut the fuck up iida.” then he turned to shoto and asked curiously, “if you could, swap the father you have here that's a huge dick bag, with a good version who's.. A giant marshmallow, would you?” 

“That doesn't exist,” little Shoto said flatly, “Even if a hypothetical version did exist, they would likely already have a child of their own to take care of. I would be no better than Endeavor being a selfish bastard taking things from others doing so. Besides, I don't know how that would even work or if I could be around any version of that monster.”

“We get it,” Ojiro said, having come to a moment ago and was rubbing his head, “You have daddy issues. Get over it already.”

Izuku flipped ojiro off, “there is a version of him like that, and his kids are all grown up. He'd happily take you in, and probably beat the ever loving Shit out of the father you have right now.” he said before he let the flames drop finally. “oh thank kami he pulled his pants back up. No one wants to see that shit.”

Hizashi nodded, “Well, at least one of us doesn't have to be scarred for life. I get to die without that image haunting my dreams. Ahh, sweet blissful ignorance.”

“There was no need for the fire,” Yagi growled, “And it wouldn't have happened if you hadn't been insulting me.”

“Well I could have used ice or even rock but fire was the first thing I thought of. The fact that a few insults made you expose yourself while in class with minors makes me wonder what else you've done around minors. I'll be sure to report this after school today.”

Shouta shook his head. “Alright, how about we get back to training and yagi go somewhere else. You're just causing problems.”

The rest of the day went about as good as it could have. But soon Izuku was standing in front of his younger self. “Alright kiddo, do you want anyone else to join training today? Or just you and me?” 

Izu thought about it, “I…I think j…just us. I d…don't wanna hurt anyone if something goes wrong.” The very idea of hurting any of his friends or any of the adults with his quirk because he couldn't control it yet made him want to throw up. He'd rather break every bone in his body than do that.

He nodded, “alright that's understandable. Come on kiddo, let's go to the gym. I'll have you up to speed in no time.” he'd spent some time that day rewriting all the analysis he had on all might's quirk from back home knowing it would help him. “I know you'll do amazing, after all you now have a teacher with a brain.”

Izu gave a nervous smile, “Y…yeah. Um, w…we don't have to tell m…mom about all this, do we? She d…doesn't have to know I didn't just develop a quirk one day? She doesn't r…really need to know about any of this, the training, does she?” He knew his mom loved him, but he just wanted to make her proud. He wanted her to not have a defective son. Even if she'd never called him that, he heard the whispers from other parents and people in the stores. She deserved a son born with a powerful quirk. He just wanted to give her that.

Izuku sighed and sat down on the gym floor. “kid, she probably already knows. If she's a good mom like you say she is, she knows everything and is just waiting for you to come to her.” he told the younger him. “I understand what you're thinking, I really do but a parents job is to worry about and defend their kids. She loves you, she deserves to know what's going on so she can help and support you.”

Izu shook his head, “N..no. She deserves a son that's n…not defective or broken. She doesn't know. She can't. I just want mom to be h…happy. She d…doesn't have any friends because of me. She s…stopped talking to auntie because of me. I tried to hide it, I really did! I b…bought my own med kit and took care of my own burns. I didn't take care of them in the apartment. But s…she still stopped because of me. If I hadn't been quirkless, been so useless back t…then.”

Izuku glared and splashed him with a small amount of water. “nope, you were never useless. You've always been smart and we both know it even if they marked you down. She didn't lose friends because of you, she lost them because of society and their take on quirks. She didn't stop talking to Mitsuki because of you either, she did it because that asshole is an abusive piece of shit. You don't deserve any of that never did. She knows because parents.. Good parents know when their kids suffer. She'd be happier if you stopped hiding things. I will spray you every time you're self deprecating too. Just so you know.”

Izu gave a fake hiss at the older him, “I'm not a cat! Don't spray me! Besides, I'm j…just saying! And m…mom's so busy lately. I just want her to think something in o…our life is normal. That I'm f…finally just like the other kids. She d…doesn't have to worry about me. And w…when I learn how to control this quirk fully, she won't have to worry about me h…hurting myself with it.” He smile to himself just thinking about making life for his mother easier.

Izuku pulled out the notebook and handed it to him. “you're a lot stronger than you know, kid. I have a theory on why she's so busy but you won't believe me either way. I'm telling you now though, me and Kat are going to see her and Mitsuki tomorrow. We need to know what changed here with his younger self. You also know we can't lie to save our lives so we'll see how that goes.” he rubbed his face. “You still see quirks as heroic or not, you still hold them too high. All might's quirk isn't all that, and neither is the man. He's not good, and I think.. I think the two of them are going to team up.”

“I…it's not that a quirk is heroic or not,” Izu said, taking the notebook, “Like sensei says, it's a t…tool. But, I see the w…way it can be used for heroics. Even S…Shigaraki. His quirk was so dangerous but cool. If he'd b…been a hero, he could've made an excellent rescue hero. He had a five finger disintegration quirk. Imagine how amazing he could've been at rescue! He could've gotten debris off hurt civilian's, put holes in walls to help climb into building to save victims without destroying the wall completely, he could've made objects sticking out of someone smaller so it was easier to transport them to the hospital where they could take it out of them and save their lives! He could've been such an amazing hero with a quirk like his! But he became a villain because of all for one. And…and look at Shinsou's quirk! So many people are so scared or it. But it's so cool! I think it's a hypnosis quirk, not brainwashing. It doesn't change the way a person thinks, just puts them in a trance. It's more like sleepwalking than anything. The practicality for it is amazing. It could be use for so many things. even if he hadn't wanted to be a hero, he could've been an amazing therapist with it! He could've helped with trauma and unlocking repressed memories. It's so amazing and, even though he doesn't like me, I think no one better deserves a quirk like it! I'm so happy he's in the class. He's gonna make an amazing hero!”

Izuku chuckled. “yeah it's hypnosis. Or like a siren quirk. It's not that he doesn't like you though. He has a bias against strong quirks; he doesn't understand that they don't mean a person had a good easy life. He'll get a talking to by himself. Anyway, quirks are tools yes but you've always had a better tool than any quirk. Your mind. Your iq is incredibly high, very much not seen except with intelligent quirks. You just need some confidence. And stop listening to assholes. We'll work on it. Now look over what I have there, see what you think.”

Izu looked over the notebook and what he knew about his quirk. There were some things that were slightly different. He wondered if the other one for all users had different quirks. What were they like? Would Second and Third like him in the other version? He had to shake himself out of that thought. “I…I don't know what all the quirks are. I know what four of them are. B…but two of the previous users don't like me.” His expression fell, “T…they don't think I deserve to be the n…ninth user. That it should've been someone, anyone else.”

Izuku huffed, “I'm gonna assume second and third.” he shook his head. He'd researched the quirk for a long time. Even if it was twisted in his world. “they don't like anyone. They're so far up their own asses, they'd let a quirked person have it even if it would kill them before they turned thirty.”

“Y…Yoichi says he wouldn't let that happen so that's w…why they stand pouting in their corners,” Izu said, listening to the frail, white haired vestige. He often fought with Second in a way that made Izu wonder if they were lovers or something. “I…have blackwhip from the fifth user and float from the seventh. She's nice. S…she makes me think of m…mom. Fifth….he sings.” Izu made a face at that.

Izuku snorted. “probably sounds like scuttle if that look on your face says anything.” he shook his head. “I'm glad you had a good mom. You deserve it. Now I think we should get started. We're doing things in a way slowly. Starting with your mind and then going to your power.” 

“Starting with my mind?” Izu asked, “If you ha…have a way for me to pee without an audience, then by all means.” He didn't even want to think about if he ever managed to get a boyfriend. Probably would never happen. He was too weird, that kid who kept breaking his bones. If he didn't manage to stay single and a virgin for life, he'd forever have seven ghosts trying to talk to him during any…intimate moments. That thought had him blushing hard.

Izuku chuckled. “You should be able to block them eventually. Kind of like a curtain.” he told him and then started talking. He explained things and got him working on meditation and more. By the end he could see the kid was mentally exhausted but he hoped he felt better. He'd done absolutely amazing in the last few hours. He stretched as he finally stood up. “How you feeling?” 

“L…like I wanna take a nap,” Izu said with a chuckle, “My head hurts and brain feels l…like soup. At least my body doesn't hurt today.” That was a plus in his book. All Might was always so hard on him during training. He wondered if his training was similar to what Shoto went through or if he was being dramatic.

Izuku chuckled, “yeah I bet. Your body shouldn't hurt after training like it has been, you should be sore, but that's more of a.. I pushed my muscles sore type thing not an I got the shit kicked out of me.” he stretched. “Alright, let's get you back to the dorms so you can eat and rest. No more using that brain of yours tonight on anything strenuous. It needs rest just as much as your body does.”

“C…can you shut off your brain,” Izu gave him an accusing raise of the brow, as if he was challenging him to say he could.

He laughed, “not on my own. I ask toshi to help me when I need to though.”

“Uh huh, w…well, I don't see Shinsou doing that for me and I don't know the adult one enough to ask.” Izu said. Adults were almost scarier than kids his age. They could make life worse for someone like him. No…he wasn't quirkless anymore.

Izuku sighed, “we'll work on that.” he told him. “keep being you and gathering information, I think you could use some lessons with the rat too. They're a lot of fun. You keep comparing the two of us, but remember kid. I am you. Just grown up.”

“B…but you're also you,” Izu pointed out. “We share DNA, but we have different experiences. I had mom, but you had K…Kaachan. I was alone for a long time. A…and that's okay. I have friends now. I like the girls and Denki and S…Shoto. But I had to clean a beach in ten months to get a quirk, I got it the easy way, you didn't. You had to the hard and painful way. We're the same person but we're not.”

He nodded, “yours wasn't easy either. We were both alone except for the one person. You were given a quirk yes but you had to be hurt by yagi. Don't lie either because I know he abused you. We do have different experiences yeah but I've had longer to become who I am now, when in highschool.. Well I was worse than you, always in my head hating myself. You just need help, your friends will help and so will I and mine.” he turned and looked into his eyes. “you aren't alone anymore kiddo. And this secret of yours.. Secrets kill, if you trust people, tell them. He has people who know. It's now yours not his. Let his hold on you go, I'll keep you safe until you're ready to do it yourself.. Ooooorr I could always call auntie kio.” he grinned. 

Izu looked down, “What if…what if they treat me differently? What if they t…think the reason I can't control my quirk is…because I wasn't supposed to ever have one. That I'm just…playing quirked kid like when l…little kids play heroes.” He didn't want to believe they would. They were all amazing people and they cared about him. But, he had ten whole years of abuse as a quirkless kid. He knew he was smart, he knew he deserved better. But, he was scared he'd lose them like he'd lost Kaachan when they were little. He was his brother and he'd just left him after all. That kind of wound left a scar that ran deep. He tilted his head, “Auntie Kio, w…why would you call her? She's too busy.”

“If they treat you differently, then they aren't real friends and you deserve better. Friends are people you can be yourself with no matter what. Now.. I don't suggest telling iida or uraraka about this because they'll judge. Hell they already judge you on shit you can't control. But you deserve real friends. Ones that care about you no matter what and I think Denki and shoto are ones right now you can trust. Maybe the girls too. I can be there when you tell them if it makes you feel better.” Then he chuckled. “We both know the world could be ending and that woman would drop everything if you needed her. She'd keep you safe from everyone. She's also already on her way here to hit me with her shoe..”

Izu scratched at his arm, “I…I don't think I'd tell Iida and Uraraka anyways. They don't…they don't let me be me. If I try, they say I'm acting out and blame the others. B…but they were the first ones to want to be my friend here. I don't know. M…maybe,” His stutter had gotten better during their meditation but his anxiety was maxing it bad again. He just didn't want to be alone again. He could do amazing things now, but it didn't matter if he was always alone again. “Maybe I…I'll tell them.” Then his eyes widened, “N…no, auntie Kio can't come. If she does, m…mom's gonna find out everything! I'm gonna w…worry her and h…hurt her! She c…can't come.” Those two would talk and that woman wouldn't be afraid to tell his mom everything All Might did.

“they may have seemed like friends but I have a feeling they're using you and not really your friends. Toxic people like that make bad friends.” he told himself. “izu.. No one and nothing can stop that woman, she's probably been talking with your mom weekly at least. Which again makes me think she already knows. Kio knows there's another version of you here and you know she's coming to meet me. I'm sorry kiddo.. I'm really screwing up your life. But I promise I'll be here through everything.” he tilted his head. “Would petting me help?” they'd reached the dorms now. 

Izu's breathing picked up, “B…but, but mom can't know. She can't. I…I have to be better, be perfect. I can't w…worry her. I don't wanna h…hurt her. T…tell me she doesn't know. P…please, tell me she doesn't.” He looked up with wide, wet, pleading eyes. He couldn't be the reason she was stressed out or the reason she cried when she went to bed at night. He just couldn't be!

Izuku felt horrible. “you know deep down she's known. You don't need to be perfect. No one's perfect. But we'll stop this conversation now okay?” then he shifted. He didn't know what else to do, but because he was worried he shifted into his large kitsune form, he was the size of a large horse in this form. He whined and wrapped himself around the younger teen. Trying to calm him. 

Izu let himself be wrapped up in the soft fur. He silently cried into the large kitsune. He didn't wanna hurt his mom. But, it just seemed that's all he was able to do. He just wanted to be perfect for her. He wanted to make his mom proud. Could he even still do that if she knew? Would she still let him be a hero? Would she let him stay here? He didn't know. He just cried into the soft fur.