178"Kacchan! Guys! Wait up!" A nine-year-old boy with green hair called Midoriya shouted, as he ran to catch up with the other boy's ahead of him. The blonde, leading the group, growled.
"Seriously Deku?! You're not ever getting into U.A., so why don't you just fuck off?!" He spat at the greenette who just gave him a determined look.
"You don't know that!" Was all he countered with, which just got the blonde to tsk, but continue on.
"Fine, whatever. Maybe having you see what you're never gonna get will be fun anyways."
Midoriya just frowned. 'That's just mean, Kacchan…'
The other boy's just laughed at the banter, while Midoriya rubbed his arm unconsciously, a burn hidden beneath his sleeve. He shook his head.
Kacchan meant well, and he could just focus on what they were doing. He felt a little guilty about doing this, as he was sure his mother would be quite worried when he didn't come back at the usual time.
He wasn't going to go along with Kacchan's idea in the first place, until he thought he could prove to the blonde he was just as brave as him. Which is how he found himself behind his 'friends' as they all looked around for the school that they had come here looking for.
"There!" One of the boys shouted, pointing to a building shaped like a giant H, covered in so many glass windows.
U.A. high school, the school both Midoriya and Kacchan wanted to attend. The greenette smiled as he took it in. 'I WILL get there one day…'
"Come on! Let's get closer!" Bakugou said with that cocky grin of his, and Izuku's own smile faltered. 'Wait what? That doesn't seem like a good idea….'
His apprehension must of showed, because Kacchan sneered at him with a glint in his eyes.
"What's the matter, Deku? Afraid? You can go run back home like the coward you are anytime."
He met the blonde's eyes, and his apprehension became determination. The boy's laughed, and Bakugou growled lightly as the greenette pushed past them all and began stomping across the street towards the school.
And in a single instance, everything went wrong.
A skidding noise got his attention and he turned to see a car barrelling right towards him, a scruffy man with black hair and clothing looking horrified at what he saw.
"KID, LOOK OUT!"
"DEKU!"
Before he knew what was happening, and before he could move….
SCREEECH!
BANG!
"AHHHHHHH!" He screamed in pain as the car hit him head on. The driver tried to slow down but still was going too fast to avoid the collision, sending the young boy careening across the street, face scraping against the road.
The last thing he saw, as his consciousness faded was the horrified face of a pro hero.
'Hey… isn't that eras…er…head…cool.'
With that thought, the inky void enveloped him.
Shota Aizawa wasn't a man who was easily frightened, but watching a young defenceless kid take a automobile to the face was a great way to get his heartrate to skyrocket.
Immediately following the collision, everyone seemed to freeze for a moment as the green haired child just let out an unintelligible noise into the ground before passing out. Recovering first, Aizawa quickly hopped off the roof and shattered the window of the car, erasing the two men inside's quirks and yanking the door open.
The driver tried to make an escape but he was quickly yanked out the car and thrown to the dirt. The passenger, put up his hands in surrender and just got out.
Aizawa turned to try to hurry to the kid, but the driver wasn't done apparently, launching at the pro. Not having time for this now, Aizawa grabbed the man's hands in his capture scarf and yanked him forward, smashing his head of the door and falling into the dirt dazed.
"Stay. Right. There." The pro demanded, before bolting to the child who had been hit, skidding to his knees and just gritting his teeth as they got bruised up in the process. There were more important things to worry about. "kId, can you hear me!? Say something if you can hear me?!
The boy remained quiet and his heart jumped. He put his head down, quickly checking the boy's pulse and heartbeat at the same time. 'Still alive, good.'
He picked the boy up, and turned to see the villains he'd been chasing trying to make a get-away. Fortunately, a teacher from U.A., miss Midnight who had long black hair and a tight fitting white spandex outfit was walking out at the same time.
"MIDNIGHT! VILLAINS RIGHT THERE! GET THEM QUICK THEN DEAL WITH THE KIDS IN THAT FOREST! IM GOING TO THE RECOVERY WING!" He quickly explained, sprinting passed the confused woman but a look back revealed she was following the command as desired. Letting out a sigh, Aizawa put his full focus into getting to the infirmary. "Hold on, Kiddo! Will just be a few moments until I got you to Recovery Girl."
True to his word, the pro arrived at their destination in less than five minutes, completely out of breathe. The nurse inside, Recovery Girl, an old woman with a short stature turned with a look of befuddlement. "Shota? Are you- Is that a child!?"
"Robbers hit him… with a car…" The scruffy man explained between breathes, setting the kid down on one of the beds. The nurses face darkened and she hit the man hard. "OW! What was that for?!"
"You could have worsened his injuries, running like that! I swear you talk all the time about being rational but one child gets hurt and you lose your own ability to act sensible." She scolded, immediately setting to work and looking over the boy Aizawa had brought in. "How fast was the car going?"
"Well, the driver….. tried to slow it down…." Aizawa explained, taking a seat nearby to catch his breathe. "Still wasn't…. a good break. We were probably still travelling about… fifteen miles per hour. The kid was more effective than that handbrake."
"Remind me to never let you drive if you are going to use the bodies of children as a means to slow down." Recovery Girl huffed, as she prodded the teen in various places and checked his breathing.
"I wasn't exactly planning to. How is he?" The scruffy pro asked as he leaned back. He couldn't believe this was how his day was going.
He'd just been in the small little city down the road from the school, when an alarm had gone off and he'd seen the two robbers making a break for it, using their quirk to cause havoc to prevent them from being followed.
So Aizawa decided to just hop aboard the top of their car, clinging on for dear life with his capture tape so that they had nowhere to run. One of his more reckless plans but he was the only pro around, and he didn't have many options.
Now, all of a sudden, he had a kid who could have died because he was to slow to stop them. What was the little boy even doing in front of U.A, he was too young to be a student!
Groaning, he sat back. Before recovery girl could answer the doors slid open. Looking over, he saw Midnight with a concerned expression on her face.
"Alright, police just came and got the villains and I have those kids waiting with the principal. What the hell happened?" She demanded, and Aizawa sighed as he stood up and regaled the tale to her. Her expression turned from worry to horror at what had occurred. "Fuck, is he gonna be ok?"
"As long as Shota didn't add any extra injuries, I should be able to heal him up. Chances are we're gonna have to keep him here a while though, to keep an eye on him." The nurse explained as ran a hand over the child's head. "Poor thing will probably be terrified when he wakes up.
"No…. don't….." The child suddenly muttered, getting everyone's attention. They looked among each other, surprised.
"Must be dreaming." Recovery Girl muttered, ready to stop paying it any mind when the child spoke up again, with a phrase that deeply disturbed the three U.A. staff members.
"Kachcan!... Stop… hurting me! It burns Kacchan…"
"Kacchan?" Aizawa questioned with a raised brow. "Who's Kacchan?"
"Uh… Shota?" Midnight spoke up, getting the pro's attention, and he saw an uncomfortable look on her face. "Those kids you had me go get. When they were talking with each other, one of them called the other the same thing."
"Which one?" The scruffy pro demanded, starting to worry about what they had just chanced upon.
"Blonde one, loud. Honestly, kind of an asshole." She explained and the teachers sighed. "What do you think he's actually dreaming about?"
"I have no idea." Aizawa shrugged, before turning to her. "Go get Nezu, he'll want to know about this."
"Shota! Look at this…" Recovery girl, and the pro turned to see the woman lifting up the boy's shirt sleeve, revealing a nasty burn at the top of his shoulder. "I don't think it's the only one…"
'Suddenly, I have an urge to go through with that children in place of brakes idea.'
Midoriya never liked his math's teacher. The man was mean and rude. He was also a heavy smoker, and didn't seem to care about what It would do to his students own health or his own.
Class had just got out and the man had stormed off, after a particularly heated shouting match with Bakugou, the math's teacher being one of the few teachers willing to get into arguments with the blonde, most of them too scared of the child to actually say anything.
The blonde himself was still clearly seething over this and Midoriya quickly tried to hurry out, not wanting to be the outlet for Bakugou's ire like he always was.
He wasn't fast enough.
"Deku…. Come here." He demanded, and the greenette froze. He looked back and saw a look on his 'friend's' face that made it clear he should just listen. "I want to show you something."
He slowly made his way to the blonde, terrified of being exploded but the blonde didn't move to use his quirk. Instead, he picked something off the desk and showed it Midoriya, who gasped.
It was their math teachers lighter.
"Kacchan, maybe you shouldn't-"
"Shut up Deku, and just…. There's a little trick I want to show you." He explained, and the greenette gulped at his tone. The blonde just the lighter and made sure he saw the amount it was putting out. "Now, I'm gonna make it way bigger."
As he said that, the blonde took of the metal plating and started fiddling with a small part on it, looping it around over and over until he was satisfied.
"Ta-da!" Kachhan said with a grin, as the flame shot four times as high as before, almost like a miniature flamer now and Midoriya's eyes twinkled.
"Woah! That's so cool!" Midoriya said with a smile, surprised to actually be enjoying himself. Of course he should of realized he shouldn't let his guard down.
"Why don't you see it close, Deku?" The blonde asked, grabbing the greenette's arm forcefully and moving the lighter closer.
"No Kacchan! Don't! Kacchan!" He shouted, trying to pull away but lacking the strength to break away from the blonde. He let out a howl of pain as the fire start to hit his body, and tears began to form in his eyes. "Stop hurting me! It burns Kacchan!"
"What's the matter Deku, I thought you'd be fucking used to them by now!"
"KACC-"
BOOM!
The greenette fell back, hissing in pain and clutching his arm while his chest ached from the force of the explosion that just knocked him over. The blonde, just leaned over and dropped the lighter on him.
"The only thing you're good for is stress relief, so at least there's that I guess." The blonde laughed, as he walked off leaving the boy alone and cowering. In pain and alone.
Soon enough, the maths teacher came back as Midoriya cried on the floor, and instead of reading the situation properly, like any teacher he just looked for the immediate excuse to punish the quirkless kid.
"The fuck are you doing with my lighter?" He barked, pulling the greenette to his feet. "Get your ass to the principal, your gonna serve detention if you think you can steal my shit."
Midoriya just hurried out, not bothering to argue. He never did, what would be the point. No one ever took his side.
He just continued crying as he went to be punished for being the victim.
"Young man."
Just the freak no one wanted to deal with-
"Young man!"
His eyes shot open, and immediately he realized something was wrong, as he saw the white ceiling that wasn't his own. "What…"
"Ah, good to see your awake now." A voice chirped, and Midoriya looked down, only for his eyes to go wide at what he saw. There was a bear or mouse or something hybrid, leaning on his bed.
Behind him, there stood two people that made the boy's jaw drop.
"Midnight!? Eraserhead?!" he questioned surprised, then he recognized the hybrid. "Oh, your… your Nezu!"
Laughing, the hybrid clapped his paws together. "Well, it seems your memory is still intact, that's good. I'm surprised you can recognize all of us, though, especially Eraserhead."
"Oh, well I really love heroes!" the boy said, with a bright smile that caused Midnight to coo. "I like to take notes and watch fights! It's hard to get notes on Eraserhead though. I only have five on him."
"Five notes is quite small." Aizawa commented relieved, before the greenette spoke up again.
"Oh no, I meant five pages. I tend to have seven or eight on most people." The boy said, and the pro just felt his jaw drop. He knew professional reporters who had actively worked with the pro with less information than that. "But why are you all- Ow, ow ow!"
Suddenly the boy hissed as he put a hand to his chest, and Nezu frowned, while recovery girl came around and quickly set him back.
"Easy kiddo, you're in an infirmary right now. You're probably gonna be a little sore…"
"Infirmary? Wait you're recovery girl!" The boy giggled excitedly as he recognized her and the woman nodded with a small smile.
"Correct, I'm surprised you could tell. Most people lost interest in me after I lost my good looks. Apparently my old age turned people away."
"That's not fair!" Izuku pouted, crossing his arms. "You're amazing! That doesn't change cause you're old!"
"Well aren't you a sweetheart." Recovery Girl laughed. "Now, how are you feeling? And what's your name, if you can tell us."
"I'm sore but I don't feel too bad." The boy said, and the woman let out a sigh of relief. "And I'm Izuku! Izuku Midoriya!"
"Ah, well it's nice to meet you, mister Midoriya." Nezu said with a happy smile, which got returned with one of the boy's own. "Now, do you know where you are?"
"No sir." The child shook his head, and the hybrid laugh.
"Well, you're at U.A. high." Nezu revealed, and the greenette's eyes went wide. "Mister Midoriya?"
"I'm… at U.A high?" He questioned back, and the hybrid nodded. With the confirmation, the boy's eyes rolled into the back of his head as he fell back into his pillow.
"Well, I hope this won't be pattern." Nezu said amused, as Recovery Girl placed a hand on the boy's head. "Talking with him will be pretty hard if he keeps passing out."
With that comment, the heroes waited once more the greenette to come to so they could talk to him once more.
