The Emperor's Dragon

Are Heroes Good?

"I just need to talk to him for a second," Izuku reassured Naoki.

"You're weird sometimes, you know that, Izuku!" His friend said but nodded and let Izuku walk away.

Today he'd actually been able to keep track of where the purple haired boy went at lunch. There was no real secret to it. The boy simply kept to the back of everyone and lay down. It was somewhat confusing but Shigeru assured him that was normal. Izuku walked over to where the other boy was. He stood a few feet away.

"Ah-" Izuku cleared his throat. "I'm sorry about yesterday," he said by way of introduction.

"Your great oaf of a man-"

"I'm sorry," Izuku interrupted. "I didn't mean for that to happen."

"Then what did you want?"

"I wanted to talk to you."

"Wanting to laugh at the freak?"

Izuku blinked. "Of course not!" he objected on reflex. "I just wanted to talk to you."

He heard the other boy blow out a breath. "Why?" The question was sharp.

There were a lot of answers Izuku wanted to give to that question. "Because there's no such thing as a bad quirk," was the answer that slipped out.

One purple eyebrow raised. "I used it on you," the other boy pointed out.

"If I didn't know him, I'd have probably done the same," Izuku shrugged, then he bowed again. "Hi! My name is Izuku Inpei," he introduced himself. "It's good to meet you."

Purple eyes looked at him sharply. They seemed older than eight but Izuku was determined. Besides, this boy couldn't glare like Tomura, or like Kurogiri. No one could glare quite like Kurogiri!

"Hitoshi Shinsou," came the reply.

Izuku grinned, as if he'd won a major victory.

"Do you mean it?"

Green hair cocked to the side. "Mean what?"

"That there is no such thing as a bad quirk," Hitoshi clarified.

Izuku nodded emphatically. His lips quirked as he recalled his dad's words. "There is no such thing as a bad quirk but there are quirks used badly," he joked.

Hitoshi's face collapsed.

"I didn't mean it like that!" Izuku gasped when he realised the connotations on the statement. "I didn't mean it was bad to use your quirk on me," he gushed. "I would have used something too and I'm sorry Gigantomachia startled you."

"That's his name?" Purple eyes were wide.

Izuku frowned. "Gigantomachia?" he asked.

"Yes."

"Yes, that's his name."

Hitoshi snorted and then laughed. "Does your family name things literally?"

"I don't think so," Izuku replied.

"Never mind," the purple haired boy dismissed the matter. "So what did you mean?"

Izuku took a deep breath. He could tell, he couldn't stuff this answer up, not if he wanted the boy to talk to him. "I mean it, there are no bad quirks. There are people with bad intentions who use their quirks but the quirk itself doesn't dictate anything. You didn't mean anything bad when you used your quirk. You were surprised. And, it's lonely by yourself. I want to be your friend," he finished in a rush, hopeful that his meaning was clear and that his expression portrayed how much he meant the words.