Izukus eyes fluttered open, exhaustion still covered his face but a new day had started and he knew he needed to get up. Reaching to his lef
Izukus eyes fluttered open, exhaustion still covered his face but a new day had started and he knew he needed to get up. Reaching to his left to get up by pushing his weight against the pillow, his hand grabbed something large, warm, soft and bouncy .
He blinked, his face turning a deep shade of red. What happened last night...? His thoughts raced back, but the events were fuzzy, like a dream he couldn't quite grasp. His mind still spun with confusion and embarrassment. They had had a large meal with his mother yesterday, he got tired and decided to head in early.
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WHEN DID THEY GET THERE ! AND WHY ARE THE GIRLS NAKED !
He glanced over at the girls, each one peacefully resting, their faces soft with innocence. His body tensed up. I can't believe I'm in this situation. How do I even explain this?
Rokuro: yawn Morning Izu- WHAT THE!!!
He shifted carefully, trying not to disturb the girls. As much as he wanted to stay and figure everything out, there was no way he could just stay there—he had to get out of the room. So ignoring Rokuro he crept of towards the edge of the bed.
Slowly, Izuku swung his legs off the bed, feeling the coolness of the wooden floor against his feet. He took one last glance at the girls—Rimuri, Shion, and Shuna—before he stood up and quietly tiptoed toward the door. His heart pounded as he quietly cracked the door open and stepped out, careful not to make a sound.
Once in the hallway, he sighed in relief. But even as the door closed behind him, his mind was a whirlpool of thoughts. What was I supposed to do? What is happening to me?
His hands trembled as he ran them through his messy hair, but a sharp smell from the kitchen caught his attention. The scent of something delicious wafted through the air, making his stomach growl.
Mom's probably already up, Izuku thought as he straightened himself out, shaking off the lingering feelings of confusion. He made his way down the hallway and toward the living room, hoping to find some semblance of normalcy.
He rounded the corner and saw his mother, Inko, standing in the kitchen. She was humming a little tune, her hands working skillfully as she cooked breakfast. The scent of grilled fish, rice, and miso soup filled the air, and his stomach rumbled louder than before.
"Good morning, Mom," Izuku greeted her, trying to hide the slight tremor in his voice.
Inko looked over at him with a warm smile, her face lit up by the soft morning light. "Good morning, Izuku! You're up early today. Did you sleep well?"
Izuku nodded, but his cheeks were still tinged with pink. "Yeah, I did. Just... kind of strange, though."
His mother raised an eyebrow but didn't push. "Well, that's good to hear. I made your favorite breakfast. You must be hungry after all the excitement lately."
Izuku's stomach growled again, making him blush in embarrassment. "Thanks, Mom. I'm starving."
Inko chuckled as she placed a plate of steaming food in front of him. "You've been so busy lately with everything. You deserve a good meal."
As he sat down at the table, the weight of the day ahead started to settle on his shoulders. Izuku glanced back toward the bedroom where the girls were still sleeping. What now? he wondered. How was he supposed to face everything that had happened and what was still to come?
But for now, all he could do was focus on the warmth of the food in front of him. He could hear his mom humming softly as she worked in the kitchen, and for the moment, it was enough to help him find some calm amid the storm swirling in his mind.
Izuku was just about to take a bite of his rice when the shrill sound of his alarm pierced the air. His heart skipped a beat as the loud, unmistakable voice of All Might blared through the speakers.
"I AM HERE! I AM HERE! I AM HERE!"
Izuku's eyes went wide. Oh no, I'm gonna be late!
He quickly shoved the rest of his food down, hardly tasting it, and sprang to his feet. "Thanks for the breakfast, Mom! I'll be back later!" he called out as he rushed toward the door.
Inko turned from the stove, her warm smile still on her face. "Have a good day, Izuku! Don't forget your—"
But before she could finish, the door slammed shut with a soft thud as Izuku dashed out of the house, practically flying down the steps. His shoes were barely on his feet as he ran, his mind racing as he heard All Might's voice echo in his head.
"I AM HERE!" The alarm repeated, as if mocking him for his tardiness.
Izuku could hear the distant sound of the door opening behind him, but he didn't stop to look back. He had no time. His heart pounded as he ran down the street toward his destination, the sound of All Might's voice still ringing in his ears.
A few moments later, the girls stirred from their sleep, stretching and yawning. Rimuri was the first to blink her eyes open, still groggy from sleep. "Huh? Where's Izuku?" she mumbled, rubbing her eyes.
Shuna, now fully awake, glanced around the room. "Is he gone already?" she asked, sitting up and glancing toward the door.
Just then, Inko walked in from the kitchen, wiping her hands on a towel. She looked at the girls with a playful smile. "Oh, Izuku left already. He rushed out in a hurry. Said goodbye and everything." She crossed her arms, her eyes twinkling mischievously. "I guess he was in a bit of a rush to get to school."
The girls exchanged looks, then turned back to Inko, their faces turning bright red as the teasing began.
Inko grinned, her voice light and teasing. "So, it seems you girls were quite comfy last night, huh? Sleeping beside my son like that."
Shuna giggled, clearly flustered. "W-we didn't plan it! We just... fell asleep!"
Rimuri's cheeks were as pink as her usual blush, and she squirmed uncomfortably. "It wasn't like that! We were just... making sure Izuku was okay after everything, you know?"
Shion, who had been quieter up until now, cleared her throat softly, her expression composed but still slightly embarrassed. "Yes, it was purely out of concern. We didn't mean to make Izuku feel awkward or anything."
Inko laughed gently, waving her hand. "I know, I know. Don't worry. You girls are very sweet. But it was cute to see you all there. Just be careful next time, alright? You wouldn't want to make my boy too nervous."
The girls laughed nervously, glancing at each other, before trying to change the subject.
"Breakfast smells amazing, Mrs. Midoriya," Shuna said, eager to move the conversation away from the awkwardness.
Inko smiled warmly, gesturing toward the table. "Of course! I knew you girls would be hungry"
[The day opening: English cover]
The warm sunlight bathed the beach in golden hues as Izuku stood there, staring out at the expansive ocean. His heart lifted as he took in the view—a place he had visited so many times before, but today, it looked different. The sand was nearly spotless, the grains shining clean under the sunlight, as if nature had given the land a fresh breath. The ocean stretched out ahead, its waves gentle and clear, the usual debris and litter that plagued its shores nowhere to be found.
Rokuro: It really is beautiful Izuku, good job
For a brief moment, Izuku allowed himself to take it all in. The tranquil scene felt like a breath of fresh air, the kind of peace he hadn't been able to fully enjoy in a long time. He'd spent many afternoons here before, cleaning up the beach, picking up trash, doing his best to keep this corner of the world from suffering the same fate as so many other places in the city. The effort had been exhausting, and yet, seeing it now in all its pristine beauty made it feel worth every bit of hard work.
But even with the beach looking so perfect, there was still a sense of unease—he could feel it deep in his chest. A lingering worry that things might change, that it might slip back into the state of neglect it had once been in. But for now, it was beautiful. A small, hopeful reprieve from the chaos of his everyday life.
Izuku took a deep breath, preparing himself to start cleaning once again. He reached for the trash bag he always carried with him and pulled on his gloves, ready to pick up where he left off. The calming sounds of the ocean waves crashing against the shore soothed his nerves, and he felt a sense of determination building inside him.
I can keep this place clean. I can make a difference, he thought to himself, kneeling down to grab a piece of plastic that had been left behind in the sand.
But just as he was about to stand up, something caught his attention. A sudden sound—someone screaming. It was distant at first, almost indistinguishable from the rush of waves, but it grew louder, more frantic. A girl's voice, pleading for help.
Izuku froze, his heart pounding in his chest as the scream echoed through the air, piercing the calm.
"HELP! PLEASE, SOMEBODY HELP!" The voice was filled with panic, and Izuku's instincts immediately kicked in.
His head snapped toward the source, and his heart jumped into his throat. Out in the water, a figure was struggling, waves crashing around them.
A girl.
She was thrashing in the water, her orange hair plastered to her face as she kicked and flailed, trying to stay afloat. She was dressed in a loose workout top and shorts, clearly caught off guard by the sudden danger. Izuku's eyes widened as he recognized the desperate panic in her movements. She was struggling, and she was far from the shore.
Without a second thought, he sprang into action. His heart raced as he sprinted toward the water, pushing past the shallow waves that tried to pull him back. Each step became heavier as the current grew stronger, but Izuku didn't hesitate. His goal was simple—save her.
When he finally reached her, he could see her face contorted with fear, her chest heaving as she gasped for breath. He reached out to grab her arm, but in that moment, the girl's body jerked violently. A strange, powerful force surged through her, and Izuku barely had time to react before massive, oversized hands—like the hands of a giant—burst out from her body, pushing against the water with an immense force.
The quirk was activated.
Izuku's eyes widened in shock. Her hands—larger than any normal human's, like two massive, armored fists—flung outward, crashing into the water in a desperate attempt to break free from the waves. But with the strength of her quirk, they only made the situation more dangerous. The current began to fight against both of them, and the giant hands only made it harder for Izuku to keep his hold on her.
"Don't... don't let go!" the girl cried, her voice thick with panic. The large hands flailed wildly, each movement causing her to lose more control, and Izuku found himself struggling to keep up with her unpredictable movements.
"Hold on! I'm not going to let you go!" Izuku shouted, trying to steady her. The sheer size and power of her quirk made everything difficult. Her massive hands sent water splashing everywhere, and the waves crashed against them relentlessly, pulling them both further out.
He could feel the strain in his muscles as he fought to keep them both from being dragged under. The girl's breathing was ragged as she struggled to focus, her big hands swiping the water in every direction as if she were trying to fight the ocean itself. But with each flail, her movements became more erratic.
Izuku reached for her hand again, his grip tightening. "Listen to me! You've got to calm down! You're safe, I won't let you drown!"
Her eyes locked with his, desperation mixed with fear. Despite the overwhelming size of her quirk, there was a flicker of understanding in her gaze. Slowly, she stopped trying to thrash against the water. With a strained breath, she retracted her hands, their massive size shrinking back to normal as the power of her quirk subsided.
"I-I'm sorry..." she gasped, her voice barely above a whisper, still shaken. "I didn't mean to..."
Izuku shook his head, ignoring the exhaustion pulling at his body. "It's okay. You're safe now."
He pulled her toward the shore, each step feeling like a battle against the waves. Finally, after what felt like an eternity, they reached the beach, both collapsing onto the warm sand, panting heavily.
The girl was still catching her breath, her heart racing as she wiped the water from her face, trying to hide her embarrassment. She looked up at Izuku, her cheeks flushed from the exertion and the close call. "Thanks... I really thought I was done for."
Izuku smiled weakly, still recovering from the adrenaline rush. "No need to thank me. I just did what anyone would have done."
Rokuro: Yeah sure anyone
She laughed softly, though it was shaky. "Well, I'm not exactly used to... you know... being the one who needs saving."
Izuku couldn't help but chuckle. "It happens to the best of us."
The girl's expression softened, and she pushed herself up into a sitting position, her hands resting awkwardly at her sides. "I'm Kendo Itsuka. Sorry again for... well, almost dragging you under." She gave him a sheepish smile, her large hands now back to normal size, though she looked embarrassed by their previous uncontrollable use.
"Izuku, Izuku Midoriya" he replied, offering her a hand to help her up. "Glad you're okay, Kendo."
As she took his hand and stood, she gave him a more genuine smile. "I guess I should work on my control... maybe the beach isn't the best place for training..."
Izuku laughed, shaking his head. "Yeah, maybe not. But you'll get the hang of it."
After catching her breath, Kendo took a step back, brushing the sand off her clothes, still embarrassed but trying to play it cool. Her large hands were now back to their normal size, though they were still visibly trembling from the intensity of the ordeal.
"I'm really sorry about all that," Kendo said sheepishly, glancing at Izuku. "You saved me, and I don't even know how to thank you."
Izuku scratched the back of his head, his face flushing slightly. "I-It was no problem. I mean, you were just training, and it was—uh—kind of a crazy situation, s-so..."
Kendo grinned, her eyes glinting with a mix of gratitude and something mischievous. "No, seriously. You saved my life. So, how about I treat you to something? You know, to show my appreciation. How about lunch?"
Rokuro: PFFT!! Is it finally happening your first date !!!
Izuku blinked, his face turning bright red. "Wait, what? No, I—uh, I'm fine! Really, you don't need to—"
Kendos desire to take him out for lunch was something he never expected but it got him to truly take in her appearence. Kendo is a girl of medium height and has a slim build, with generous proportions both in her behind and on her chest. She has sharp yet rounded teal eyes with white pupils and long orange hair that she typically wears tied into a high ponytail on the left side of her head. Her bangs are split into three clumps around her eyes, and some of her hair sticks up in large tufts at the top of her head. All in all she was probably the fourth most beautiful girl he had ever met.
Kendo cut him off with a wave of her hand, her smile widening. "Come on, don't be shy. I insist! You've done so much for me already. The least I can do is return the favor."
Rokuro: Yeah don't be shy ! It's just lunch man !
Izuku felt his heart race as he stumbled for words.Rokuros attempt at easing the situation not helping at all "B-But I'm not— I mean, I've got stuff to do! I can't just—"
His phone buzzed in his pocket, interrupting him. Grateful for the distraction, he fumbled for his phone and checked the screen. To his surprise, it was a message from All Might.
"Izuku, my boy! Don't be shy. A hero must always accept when someone wants to show their gratitude! Take Kendo up on her offer and enjoy the time with a fellow hero! I'll be cheering you on! 💪💥"
Izuku's eyes widened. That... That didn't help at all.
"W-Wait, All Might!" Izuku muttered under his breath, before looking up at Kendo. "I mean, I don't want to trouble you! I—"
Before he could finish, there was a strange rustling sound from behind him. Izuku turned and blinked in confusion.
Behind a nearby truck, a familiar figure was crouched low, its skeletal outline clearly visible even from this distance. It was All Might, or rather, the skeleton-like version of him when he wasn't using his muscle form. He was crouching behind the truck, his thumbs raised in the air as he gave Izuku a thumbs-up, a broad grin plastered across his face.
Izuku froze, his face going pale. "A-All Might? I mean mr Yagi What—what are you doing there?!"
The skeletal hero gave a dramatic, over-the-top nod. "Just here to offer support, my boy!" His voice was surprisingly loud for someone so thin, and the thumbs-up he gave was so exaggerated that it made Izuku even more embarrassed. "If you're going to be a hero, you need to embrace every opportunity! Don't be afraid to accept help and companionship!"
Izuku's eye twitched as he stared at the skeleton version of his mentor, who continued to wave enthusiastically, completely oblivious to the fact that he was hiding behind a truck in a very questionable manner.
Kendo tilted her head, eyes narrowed in suspicion, but she wasn't about to let the chance slip by. "Is that... Is that someone you know?"
Izuku felt like his whole body was overheating. He tried to stammer out an explanation, but nothing coherent came to mind. "Uh, y-yeah, that's him... But... you know, he's just, uh... here to, uh, support me! He's my trainer I mean Hahaha..."
All Might's skeleton form suddenly stood up and did a dramatic, exaggerated pose. "Absolutely! You can't say no to a treat from a fellow hero, my boy! Take her out, and make sure you enjoy the time together! Heroes need to have their moments of relaxation too! Do it for your training, eh?"
Izuku's face turned completely crimson. "S-Seriously, Mr Yagi, I—! That's not—!"
Kendo, however, was grinning ear to ear now. She could hardly hold in her laughter at the scene unfolding before her eyes. "Well, looks like you've got no choice now, huh, Izuku?"
Izuku just stared at All Might for a moment, still processing the fact that his mentor was literally hiding behind a truck, trying to play matchmaker or something equally absurd. He glanced at Kendo, who was still waiting patiently, and sighed, realizing he was in far too deep to back out now.
Rokuro: You've got no choice bro
"...Fine, fine!" Izuku finally relented, throwing his hands up in defeat. "I'll go! I'll go! Just—just stop giving me that look, Mr Yagi!"
Rokuro: YES!!!!
All Might, still behind the truck, gave another enthusiastic thumbs-up, then dramatically vanished behind it as if he were the most inconspicuous figure ever. Izuku shook his head in disbelief.
"Great!" Kendo said, her grin widening. "So, where do you want to go?"
Izuku opened his mouth to protest but quickly thought better of it. He couldn't argue with the combination of Kendo's persistence and All Might's weird, unexpected approval.
"Well, I guess I could go for some ramen," Izuku muttered, his cheeks still burning.
"Ramen it is!" Kendo clapped her hands together. Before her cheeks turned a soft red " umm but d-do you mind waiting for me to change out of these clothes at home?". As embarassing as it was to take him over to her home on their first meeting, she was completely soaked and smelt like salt water.
" Uh s-sure"Izuku stuttered, but i was enough for Kendo to smile brightly at him" Awesome thank you Midoriya!" Kendo grabbed his hand causing his face to go bright red as she pulled him away.
Izuku looked around one last time at the beach, hoping that his mother wouldn't find out about this spontaneous outing and teasing him for days, but there was no time to waste. Kendo was already heading toward the street, waving him along with her, and he found himself following her, his mind still reeling from the whole strange encounter.
Back at home:
In the cozy living room, Rimuri was sitting cross-legged on the floor, her eyes glued to the screen. The girls were all sprawled out on the couch, enjoying the latest Star Wars movie. The familiar sounds of blasters and lightsabers filled the room. Everything was calm, and the group was enjoying the moment.
Suddenly, Rimuri sat up straight, her eyes wide, as if some invisible force had snapped her to attention. The girls looked at her in confusion.
"I... I sense a disturbance in the Force," Rimuri said dramatically, her voice full of mystery and a bit of theatrics, like an ancient Jedi Master sensing a shift in the balance.
The girls blinked in unison, completely lost. "Uh... What?" Shuna asked, still holding her bowl of popcorn.
Rimuri's eyes narrowed as she stood up, hand dramatically pressed to her forehead, like she was communing with some far-off entity. "Something's happened to Izuku," she said, her voice suddenly serious. "I can feel it."
The others exchanged glances, then burst out laughing. "Oh, Lady Rimuri," Shion said with a grin, "You and your 'disturbances.' He's probably about to finish cleaning the beach."
Rimuri, however, remained steadfast, her expression unwavering. "No, no... I know it. He's... out with a girl, isn't he? The Force is strong with this one."
Back to Izuku and Kendo:
Meanwhile, Izuku was doing his best to keep his composure as he walked alongside Kendo. She had led him out of the busy streets and into a quieter part of the city, where a large traditional dojo stood. The structure was beautifully designed with wooden beams, a large open courtyard, and the unmistakable atmosphere of a place dedicated to training and discipline.
Kendo led Izuku up to the front entrance, her pace unhurried as she gestured to him to follow her inside.
"Welcome to my dojo," she said, opening the sliding door with a flourish. "It's not just a place for training; it's also my family's home. Make yourself comfortable, and I'll just be a minute to get changed."
Izuku stepped inside and looked around, his eyes widening slightly. The inside was spacious, filled with wooden floors and training equipment stacked along the walls. It had a serene, almost ancient feel to it—so different from the chaotic energy he was used to in his daily life. It was quiet, with only the soft sound of wind rustling through the leaves of the trees in the courtyard.
"You can wait here," Kendo said, gesturing to a small wooden bench by the side. "I won't take long. Just relax, and I'll be right back."
Izuku nodded quickly, too embarrassed to say anything else. "Uh, yeah! I'll—just—uh—wait here."
Kendo flashed him a quick grin before she disappeared down a hallway. Izuku took a seat on the bench, still trying to process everything that had happened earlier.
He took a deep breath, his mind replaying the events—Kendo, her quirk, the weird encounter with All Might—and now he was here, waiting at a dojo, completely out of his element.
I can't believe this is happening, Izuku thought, rubbing his forehead. What even is my life right now?
Just then, there was a loud clink from behind him, and he turned to see the door to the dojo open again. But it wasn't Kendo—it was a tall figure in a kimono, walking with an aura of strength and authority. The person was wearing a white training robe, a long black belt wrapped around their waist, and they carried themselves with the confidence of someone who had seen countless battles.
"Oh, sorry," Izuku said, startled by the appearance. "I thought you were—uh, I'm just waiting for Kendo."
The figure paused for a moment and then smiled warmly. "No worries. You must be this Midoriya my girl's going to lunch with, then.She mentioned it when she past me to head to her room. I'm Kendo's father."
Izuku blinked, looking at the man's solid build and intense, yet kind eyes. He could tell this was someone who had trained rigorously for years. "Ah, nice to meet you! I'm Izuku Midoriya."
Kendo's father chuckled. "It's nice to meet you too, so you're out for ramen, huh?"
Izuku's face turned beet-red at the mention of that. "I—uh—well, I didn't really have a choice—"
Kendo's father raised an eyebrow in amusement. "Don't worry. She's like that with everyone. You'll get used to it." He chuckled again, then turned to leave. "I'll leave you to wait for her, then. She should be done in just a moment."
Izuku nodded, his mind still spinning. "Okay, uh, thanks!"
As Kendo's father disappeared down another hallway, Izuku sank deeper into the bench. This is so embarrassing. I can't believe I'm in a dojo, sitting here like this. What if she brings me into some super intense training session next?
A few moments later, Kendo returned, looking much more relaxed now in a simple green dress and a black leather jacket, with white sneakers, her long hair tied up in a ponytail. She flashed Izuku a bright smile as she walked over to him.
"You've been waiting long?" she asked, her expression softening. A faint blush on her cheeks noticing the gaze of his completely tranced when she walked in.
Izuku stood up quickly, trying to look casual despite the awkwardness. "N-No, not at all!"
Kendo's eyes twinkled with amusement. "Well then, let's get going. I know a great ramen place nearby, and I'm starving."
Izuku followed her out, feeling the weirdness of the situation slowly start to fade as they walked together through the crowd filled streets.
Timeskip:
Kendo and Izuku arrived at the small, cozy ramen shop, which had the comforting, homey atmosphere of a place that had been around for years. The wooden sign out front read "Takeda's Ramen," in big, bold letters. It wasn't a flashy place, but there was a warmth to it—like something out of a memory, a place where people came to relax and enjoy a simple bowl of ramen.
As they stepped inside, the smell of simmering broth and fresh noodles hit them immediately. The chef, an older man with a big, friendly smile, was behind the counter, stirring a large pot.
"Kendo-chan! Welcome back!" the chef called out cheerfully.
Kendo grinned and waved. "Hey, Takeda-san! I brought a friend today—Izuku, this is the best ramen chef you'll ever meet, bar none."
Izuku waved nervously, still feeling like the whole situation was out of his element. "Uh, it's nice to meet you, Takeda-san!"
Takeda chuckled and gave a friendly nod. "Nice to meet you, kid. You're in for a treat today. Kendo has great taste in food, but you'll want to be careful around her—she eats more than most adults."
Kendo puffed out her chest proudly. "Hey, someone's gotta balance out the world's unhealthy obsession with small portions."
Izuku laughed nervously, already feeling the camaraderie between them. He could see why Kendo felt at home here.
Takeda quickly prepared two bowls of steaming hot ramen, setting them down in front of Izuku and Kendo. "There you go. Two of the best bowls in town. Enjoy."
"Thanks, Takeda-san!" Kendo said enthusiastically, taking her chopsticks and diving in without hesitation.
Izuku picked up his chopsticks and hesitated for a moment before he slurped up some noodles. The taste immediately hit him, warm and comforting, unlike anything he'd had before. It was rich, savory, and just the right amount of spicy. He couldn't help but smile.
"This is amazing!" Izuku exclaimed. "I've never had ramen like this before!"
Kendo gave a satisfied grin, clearly pleased with his reaction. "Told you, right? Takeda's ramen is top-tier. I've been coming here ever since I was a kid. The flavor's just... different."
They continued eating, and as they did, the conversation flowed easily. Kendo told Izuku a little about her background—how she'd been training in martial arts and had aspirations of becoming a pro hero who specialized in close combat. Izuku shared his own story, how he wanted to become a hero like All Might despite not having a Quirk, his current struggles, and his determination to make it work somehow.
"Well, that's pretty gutsy," Kendo said thoughtfully after hearing his story. "But I respect that. Not everyone can push through without something like a Quirk backing them up."
Izuku blushed a little at the praise, scratching the back of his head. "I mean, I don't really have much of a choice. I've always looked up to All Might. He's a symbol of hope, and I want to be like him—someone who can protect people, no matter what."
Kendo nodded, her expression serious. "That's a solid reason. I can tell you've got the heart of a hero, Izuku."
They shared a brief, meaningful glance before continuing to eat, their mutual respect for each other growing with every word exchanged.
BANG!!!
A tall man, wearing a dark coat and grinning maliciously, barged in, causing the bell above the door to jingle violently. His hair was spiked, and his face looked rough, with an unsettling air about him. But it was his appearance that truly made everyone freeze.
[Full metal Alchemist OST2 - Envy Revealed]
The man's left side had transformed into something massive, a lion's head with a menacing mane, and his entire left arm was covered in thick, dark fur. His legs had grown muscular and bull-like, with claws where his feet should have been. The sight of his monstrous, half-human form sent a shockwave of discomfort through the restaurant.
"Alright, everyone—this is a robbery!" the man snarled, his voice rough and commanding. His lion-like features twitched as his eyes scanned the room. "I'll take all your money and any valuables you've got. Don't try anything funny!"
The customers and Takeda were all frozen, some visibly frightened by the intimidating figure in front of them. Kendo's chopsticks clattered to the floor as her eyes narrowed, her expression immediately shifting from relaxed to serious.
Give me the money! Now!" the villain bellowed, his voice rough like gravel, his lion-like nostrils flaring with each breath.
Takeda, the shop's friendly chef, was visibly shaken, his hands trembling as he reached for the register. "P-Please, sir... there's no need for violence. Just take what you want... just leave."
But the villain wasn't satisfied. He glared down at the elderly man and then reached over, slamming a clawed hand onto the counter, causing the wood to splinter under his grip. "I want more than that! What, you think I'll just take a few measly bills and leave? I want it ALL!"
Kendo, standing beside Izuku, her usual confident demeanor cracked under the tension, her hands clenched into fists. "Izuku... we need to go," she whispered urgently. "This is too dangerous for us. There must be some heroes outside!"
Izuku, however, didn't move. He watched the scene unfolding before him, the cold air of determination creeping into his chest. No. He couldn't let it happen. Not while he was here.
The villain's eyes flicked to the corner of the room, where a child, sitting with their parents, was crying. The innocent wails pierced the air, adding to the chaos. The villain turned his gaze toward the child with a sinister grin.
"Shut that brat up," he sneered, his voice low and dangerous. "I hate whiny little pests like that."
The child's crying grew louder, filling the shop with desperation. The parents struggled to console their child, but it was hopeless. The villain's anger was rising.
"Enough!" the villain roared. His clawed hand shot up into the air, and with a horrifying screech, he swung it downward, aiming directly at the helpless child.
The room held its breath. Kendo's eyes went wide in terror, and Takeda let out a strangled gasp. The parents could only scream in helpless fear, unable to protect their child from the monstrous attack.
But Izuku didn't hesitate.
"NO!" Izuku shouted, his voice a blend of panic and determination. Without another thought, he leaped forward, his body moving almost instinctively. His impurity arm extended outward, glowing brightly as it shot toward the villain's descending claw.
With a loud crash, the villain's claw collided with Izuku's impurity arm. The impact was overwhelming, sending shockwaves through Izuku's body, but his arm held firm. He gritted his teeth, pushing back with all the strength he could muster.
The villain's predator-like eyes narrowed in disbelief. "What the—?" He growled, trying to force his claw through Izuku's arm. "You think you can stop me, kid?"
Izuku's voice was strong, despite the strain on his body. "I won't let you hurt them!" His impurity arm glowed brighter as he pushed the villain's claw back, forcing the villain to stumble slightly.
The villain snarled, furious that this child dared to stand in his way. But as he took another step forward, his eyes narrowed, and his hand reared back for another strike.
[Stop music]
Kendo, visibly panicked, turned to Izuku. "Izuku, this isn't a fight we can win!" she urged, her voice shaking. "We have to get out of here before—"
"I can't just run away!" Izuku snapped, his voice full of conviction. His eyes were locked onto the villain's, his stance unwavering. "I won't let anyone get hurt while I'm here!"
The parents behind Izuku, the customers in the store. Everyone around even if for a brief second could see the transparent back of a figure whose very prescence could change terror to hope.
Kendo's face softened at Izuku's words, but she was still afraid.
Kendo thoughts: I can't stop shaking...We both want to be heroes, even if I'm afraid...I CAN'T RUN AWAY ! I HAVE TO HELP HIM!!!
ROAR
The lion like villain roared with pure ange crouching ontop of one of the tables his form grew larger and shined a golden hue.
Villain: I'LL KILL YOU!!
[Killings bites: Come back]
He roared launching straight at Izuku with intent to kill. But before his clawed hands could reach the boys face it's body had been grabbed by two large hands.
Kendo: NO YOU DON'T!!!
She shouted as the villain began scratching and clawing her hands trying to get out, but despite the pain of his claws tearing through her skin she didn't let go for a second.
Izuku: Kendo...
He muttered in shock as she smirked at him." I want it too, I want to be a hero too !!."
Izuku smiled at her and took a running stance his impurity arm shinning with orange flames bursting out by the second surrounding his fist.
Izuku: Then here I come !!!
He launched towards the lion reeling his fist back, fire surrounding it like a vortex and struck with all his strength. Upon impact the lions nose was broken as was half the bones in his face, caving in and causing blood to rupture. Before it was launched back straight through the walls infront of it, landing in the ground skitting through it creating a deep divide as it stopped right before touching the street.
Civillians surrounding the villain screamed while some recorded. But non were louder nor more active than the resturaunt patreons who cheered on their heroes.
[Stop music]
" Great job heroes !"
" Thank you so much!"
" You saved us! "
Rokuro: Yeah!! I knew you had it in you Izuku !!
Izuku, still a little flustered from everything, rubbed the back of his neck. "Ah, thanks. I didn't really think it through, but... I guess it worked out." He glanced over at the cheering customers, a shy smile tugging at his lips. "I didn't expect this much attention, though."
Kendo chuckled, her eyes glinting with amusement. "What, you didn't think saving the day would get you a bit of praise?"
Izuku: Oh Kendo your hands !!!
Kendo smiled with her hands shrinking back to normal size, and with them the cuts became small scratches shocking Izuku.
Before Kendo could respond however, the sound of sirens outside grew louder. A few moments later, the door to the ramen shop opened, and the police arrived, led by none other than Detective Tsukauchi.
"Alright, everyone, stay calm," Tsukauchi said in his usual professional tone. His gaze quickly locked onto Izuku and Kendo. "You two are the ones who handled this, huh?"
Izuku stood straighter, his expression shifting to one of seriousness as Tsukauchi began to ask questions.
"Can you both tell me what happened here? Start from the beginning."
Kendo spoke first, her voice steady despite the chaos that had just occurred. "A villain barged in, demanding money. Then a kid started crying and he got angry."
Izuku nodded, his voice clear as he explained his actions. "The villain threatened a child, and I just... I couldn't let that happen. I used my Quirk to stop him from attacking."
Tsukauchi furrowed his brow, glancing at Izuku thoughtfully. "Your Quirk, huh? We'll need to look into that, but it sounds like you did the right thing. No one was seriously hurt, and the villain won't be causing any more problems."
Izuku sighed in relief, his shoulders relaxing. "I'm just glad no one was injured."
After a few more questions and taking statements from the witnesses, Tsukauchi gave a nod of approval. "Alright, you two are free to go for now. Thanks for your help."
With a final look at the ramen shop and a stern warning to the remaining customers to stay out of trouble, Tsukauchi left, and Izuku and Kendo finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Outside the Restaurant:
As they stepped out onto the street, the evening sun was beginning to dip behind the horizon, casting a warm, golden glow over the city. The sounds of the busy streets and the chatter of passing pedestrians were a stark contrast to the tension of the restaurant.
Izuku and Kendo walked side by side, the night air cool against their skin. Izuku couldn't help but feel lighter now that the confrontation was over.
"So, uh..." Izuku began, looking over at Kendo with a slightly awkward grin. "Thanks for, you know, sticking with me back there. I don't think I could've done it without you."
Kendo glanced at him, raising an eyebrow. "You didn't do too bad yourself. I'd say you've got some real potential, Midoriya." She joked while hearing him say that he couldn't have done it without her made her happy, she knew that he had it all under control.
"Ah, no way," Izuku protested, waving his hands in front of him. "I'm still trying to get the hang of it, honestly."
Kendo chuckled. "Well, you've got a long way to go, but you're on the right track."
They both laughed together, the sound light and easy as they walked through the streets. The conversation shifted between small talk—Izuku talking about his training and Kendo sharing anecdotes from her past training sessions. It was easy to talk to her, and Izuku found himself genuinely enjoying the time they spent together.
As they reached the gates to her dojo, the atmosphere between them shifted, becoming a little quieter and more intimate.
"Well, this is me," Kendo said, stopping at the entrance to her home. She turned to face Izuku, her expression soft. "Thanks again for tonight. I don't know what would've happened if you hadn't stepped in."
Izuku gave her a shy smile, rubbing the back of his neck again. "It was nothing. I'm just glad everyone's okay."
For a moment, they both stood there, looking at each other, the silence comfortable. But just as Izuku turned to walk away, Kendo suddenly called out to him.
"Wait."
Izuku turned back, surprised. "Huh?"
Before he could react, Kendo stepped closer to him, a playful glint in her eyes. She didn't say anything more—she just closed the gap between them and, without warning, leaned up on her tiptoes.
Izuku's eyes widened as Kendo gently pressed her lips to his cheek, her touch brief but warm.
"Thank you, Izuku," she whispered, a hint of a smirk playing at the corners of her lips.
Izuku stood frozen for a moment, his heart racing in his chest. "I—uh..."
Kendo laughed softly, her expression softening as she stepped back. "Goodnight, Midoriya. You're a real hero."
She turned to head inside the dojo, leaving Izuku standing there, still processing what had just happened. His face was red, his mind a whirlwind of thoughts. He watched her disappear through the door, a goofy smile spreading across his face as he stood there, still caught in the moment.
" That day for the first time in my life ... I really was the hero !"
Timeskip:
Izuku's breathing grew ragged as he thrashed in his sleep, his body drenched in cold sweat. His mind was being flooded with flashes of images too vivid, too haunting to escape. He tossed and turned, as though trying to outrun the horrors invading his thoughts. His head twisted from side to side on the pillow, his fists clenching at the sheets.
Through the darkness, a distant, echoing scream cut through the air: "LIZ!!!!"
A flash of light cut through his mind's eye. He saw a man—a warrior, his eyes filled with a painful, desperate sorrow—holding the body of a woman. She was pale, her breathing shallow, her once bright eyes now dull and lifeless. Her hand, still warm, slipped from his grasp as he gently cradled her in his arms. Her body was broken, the scene a grim picture of loss and finality.
Izuku winced as the image burned into his mind. Then, the warrior's face twisted in anguish, a deep rage boiling inside him. The kingdom around them had fallen to ruin, flames licking at the sky, buildings crumbling into dust. The earth cracked open, swallowing what remained of the land, and the warrior—now filled with an intense darkness—raised his hand, sending waves of destructive power rippling outward.
The words, hollow and filled with agony, echoed through Izuku's mind, "This is the key... the key to their cage..."
Shadows flickered like wraiths in the periphery of his vision—figures moving in the gloom, their presence looming over everything. They were the shadows of powerful beings, each one carrying a weight of torment and ambition. Their gazes were cold, unforgiving.
Izuku clenched his jaw, trying to shut them out, but they just pressed deeper into his mind. One voice pierced through, strained with emotion: "Try to reign it in, please... just once for me..."
It was her voice again, sweet yet sorrowful. The memory of her final moments flashed before Izuku's eyes once more.
The warrior and the woman were running, side by side, their faces full of determination, as if they could escape the inevitable. But their world was collapsing around them, and with one final, bone-chilling scream, the woman was struck down, a force of unimaginable power ripping through her. The warrior's voice, thick with emotion, broke through the chaos—"Wait for me!"—but it was too late. His world shattered in that instant as she crumpled to the ground.
And then, just as the memory of her death began to sink in, it came again—the coldness, the cruelty of it all. The warrior's anguish, his rage, and his desperation were etched into Izuku's mind. He saw the woman die, over and over again, each time as brutal and hopeless as the last.
His body shook violently as the images blurred together, crashing into one another like waves on a rocky shore. The faces, the screams, the pain—everything became too much to bear.
Suddenly, the memories stopped. The fog lifted, and Izuku's eyes shot open. His breath was shallow and erratic, his chest rising and falling with each heavy gasp. Sweat poured down his forehead, soaking the sheets beneath him. His heart pounded as though it were trying to break free from his chest. He was trembling, not just from the nightmare, but from the weight of it all.
Looking down, he found his hand clutched tightly around something cold and metallic—something small but significant. His fingers tightened around it, lifting it up to examine in the dim light of his room.
It was the key—the dragon-shaped key, worn and battle-scarred, its surface rough to the touch. Izuku's mind raced. He didn't understand. Why did he have this? How had it ended up in his hand? The weight of the key seemed to resonate with his pulse, as if it carried the very weight of the memories that had assaulted him.
As he stared at it, he couldn't shake the feeling that it wasn't just a relic from the past. It was something much deeper, tied to something beyond his understanding.
Still panting, Izuku tried to shake off the remnants of the vision. He glanced around, his eyes wild, before taking a slow, shaky breath to ground himself. "What was that? What does this mean?"
The room around him was still. His three companions—Shuna, Shion, and Rimuru—lay peacefully beside him, unaware of the turmoil he had just experienced. But Izuku's hand tightened around the key once more, the shadows of those haunting memories still lingering in the back of his mind.
The key... The words echoed again, and Izuku knew, somehow, that this was just the beginning.
[My hero academia -Heroes- Full Ending (English Cover)]
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