Tobiaga Rise

Prototype

THIS TOOK SO LONG TO WRITE, but GOD DOES IT FEEL GOOD TO HAVE OUT. I'm back to being self indulgent like with Your Legacy, but this time I actually have *gasp* a written out plan?! Yep! This fic is actually going to be my main focus for a while (I know just started two, but don't worry I'll still be updating those and the others will happen when they happen, I just REALLLLLY want to do this story whenever I can).

Also don't expect every chapter to be this long, I just had a LOT of setup to put in before we could get to modern times. Also UA is only a University because 18 is the driving age in Japan and... Y'know.... Motorcycles.

"I'll miss you." A young girl with short purple hair says, a pair of headphone jacks hanging from her ears, as her black eyes are wet with tears.

"I'll miss you too... But this is the only way I might ever have a chance at happiness." A young boy with dark emerald green hair replies, his jade eyes dimmed of light and filled with a different kind of sadness. "Mom and Dad... It's clear they don't actually love me. They just want a human pet, and... And I can't be that." The boy adjusts the yellow backpack strapped to his back. "I need to jump towards my dreams, and with them... Well, you remember my dad's words about quirkless people."

The two lower their heads, silence echoing out between them. "It'll take you eight years before you'll be able to do whatever legal stuff you need to be free, right? You better come back after that, okay Izu?!" The girl says, the boy shaking his head.

"They'll hound me if I come back right away, but... I'm still going to U.A. When I come back, it'll be in preparation for the Hero Course." The boy says, a small smile growing on his face. A horn alerts the two to a bus, the driver looking at them with a frown. "I have to go now, Kyo. I'll see you again in some odd years... Hopefully. A-and remember, even if it rains in the day..."

"The moon will keep shining." The girl, Kyoka Jirou, replies, watching as her best friend, Izuku Yagi, hops onto the bus, the doors closing behind him. He turns back, giving one last wave, before moving towards his seat, the bus starting to drive off.

Kyoka watches from afar, droplets of rain beginning to fall from the sky, soon turning to a downpour. She pulls out an umbrella from her back pocket, opening the item up quickly. She makes her way from the bus station quickly, soon approaching her fancy looking house, entering the front door.

"Kyoka? We didn't hear you leave." Mika, the young girl's mother, says worriedly. "Did you just get back from dropping Yagi off at home?" Kyoka sniffles, before running up to her mom and hugging her, tears falling from her eyes. Mika looks at the action, before realizing what was going on, a conversation said the night before replaying in her head. She crouched down, giving Kyoka a hug in return, patting at her hair lightly. "It's okay. He'll come back one day."

Kyoka continues to cry, despite knowing the truth in her heart.

One Week Later...

"Oh, Jirou, can you stay behind for a moment?" A teacher with a literal red orb for a nose asks, Kyoka stopping from getting up from her desk. The class looks at her and snickers, thinking she was in trouble. The girl merely nods her head, sitting back down as everyone else leaves.

A blonde kid with ruby red eyes passes by her, a smile on his face. "Later, Earlobes." He says cockily, Kyoka rolling her eyes at the antics of the boy, Katsuki Bakugou.

Kyoka and the teacher sit in silence for a few moments before the door to the class opens back up, two men stepping in. One was familiar to Kyoka, a plain unassuming looking man in a trench coat and matching hat, a man Izuku considered an uncle, Tsukauchi Naomasa. The other man she did not recognize, but he looked scraggly, dressed in super dark almost black clothes, with an odd scarf around his neck (Izuku would recognize him probably, he seems like one of those underground heroes the boy would gush about sometimes).