pandora's box [bakudeku/tododeku] [pt.1 of where's my love fic series]

izuku midoriya: origin

summary: it's been several months since izuku's birthday and no quirk has manifested. inko takes her son to the doctor, where they receive answers. hisashi isn't happy. katsuki comes to the rescue and izuku comes to his. izuku dreams again, but this time without the pain.

warnings: violence, homophobia, bullying, slight anxiety attack.

months later on a tuesday.

people...

"enough, kojima! you already made him cry, stop it! i won't let you." izuku stands in front of toshiaki defensively, with his fist clenched and ready to fight. toshiaki trembles as he grabs his broken arm, crying out in pain and fear.

are not born equal.

"so, 'zu-chan, the quirkless wonder thinks he can play hero, huh?" yoru laughs as he cracks his knuckles, gesturing to the two other boys behind him. one of the boys flies up, his red wings a striking contrast compared to the blue sky. 

that's the hard truth izuku learns at age four.

a day earlier, monday morning.

"again? izuku, i think you're responsible for tens of thousands of this video's views. it's a little too scary for mama to watch. i don't know how you and kat do it!" inko clicks on the keyboard, pressing play on a video. izuku throws his head back and forth in excitement, a wide smile on his face. he holds the all might toy his dad had given him a while back as the loud sound of the video fills his room.

"are you seeing this? he's already saved a hundred people! wow! and it's only been ten minutes so far! wow! and he's smiling!"

there was a big disaster a while back. but in the aftermath, a certain hero made his debut.

"fear not! why, you ask? 'cause....i am here!" all might grins in the video as he carries out several people on his shoulders, his face sweaty and dirty from the rubble.

with rosy cheeks, a big grin, and eyes full of admiration and determination, izuku exclaims, "he's so cool! when i get my quirk, i wanna be just like him!" i know it's been a bit since my birthday but...kacchan and i will become heroes!

inko smiles fondly at her son as she exits the room, leaving izuku to rewatch the clip on loop. kat and izuku used to spend hours watching that. but now that katsuki's super busy with his quirk, music, and dancing lessons...

it had been several days since the boys had last slept over. with izuku spending most of his time at dancing classes, school, and the skatepark, the boys couldn't sleep over as much.

talking about quirks, today is izuku's appointment, inko thinks as she heads to the kitchen. i'm worried. she sighs as she unties her apron. it's been months since izuku turned four and he still shows no signs of a quirk.

"i'm afraid there's no hope for him." the old doctor states as he leans back on his chair, his fingers intertwined.

no...no hope? izuku flinches, his eyes going wide as he listens to the doctor. no...that can't be. he stares at the floor in shock, his mouth going dry as realization sets in. his all might toy drops to the ground with a clack, his hands tightly gripping the bottom of his shorts.

inko frowns, using one of her hands to rub izuku's back, hoping to comfort the small boy. "no! there must be some mistake? the other kindergartners have all started showing signs, but..."

"pardon me for asking, ma'am, but you're fourth generation, yes? as far as quirks, i mean..." the doctor interrupts inko, ignoring the way inko shoots him a sharp glare for interrupting.