The Emperor's Dragon

Wheeling and Dealing

"Tomura," Izuku called to the teen softly.

He was staring at a TV, viciously punching buttons on a controller. Izuku looked at the screen and felt his eyes widen. The game looked like Hero Kombat XXXIV but it wasn't quite right. All Might wasn't one of the characters but he was on the screen, being brutally beaten up by what looked like a fluffy pink bunny.

The screen was soon splattered in electronic blood and the game announced that All Might was dead before Tomura turned to look at him.

"You found a patch?" Izuku asked, realising what must have given the graphics.

The teen grinned at him. "At least this way I can kill All Might," he announced.

Izuku nodded. He was tempted to ask for a turn but he knew from experience that Tomura wouldn't let him. "I wanted to thank you," he said instead.

"For what?" Tomura asked suspiciously, tilting his head to the side.

"For helping get the quirk," Izuku said.

"It was for Sensei," the teen shrugged.

Izuku nodded his agreement. "I think... Do you think we'll be able to help each other again?"

Tomura looked at him. Izuku saw the ways the teen's eyes narrowed before he snorted. Tomura put the controller down and grabbed the disembodied hand that had been gripping his forearm before fitting it over his face. "What are you wanting to get?" The question was laden with suspicion.

Izuku sighed. "Toxic Chainsaw," he said the name.

The teen snarled. "Weakling! You don't want All Might?"

Izuku levelled a look at the older boy. "I thought you would get him," he said. He wasn't sure what he thought of that but he couldn't really bring himself to care that much. The Hero had hurt dad!

That cut through Tomura's rising anger. "So you'd actually help me kill a hero?" he asked pointedly.

Izuku knew better than to stall. "I don't think either of us can kill All Might," he said instead. He deliberately didn't think about what he felt about the thought of killing.

"Not yet," Tomura dismissed his statement. "But I won't be weak forever."

"So," Izuku bit the inside of his lip to suppress his natural reluctance. There was nothing to say that Tomura would succeed and it might not amount to anything. "You help me and I help you?" he offered.

Tomura glared at him, red eyes narrowed and fierce from behind the hand. "Not that I will expect much help from you but sure. What do you actually want with Toxic Chainsaw?"

That was a good question. It was difficult to put into words. "It's-" Izuku tried before he growled. "It's bad enough that the heroes came after dad," he said finally, "but to then put the blame on someone else?" He shook his head. "And Toxic Chainsaw isn't-" Again, Izuku paused.

"Isn't that strong?" Tomura prompted.

"Has no reputation," Izuku agreed. "If they are going to cover it up then, I want it to be someone who at least deserves the attention."

"Oh?" Tomura almost laughed. "Who?"

"I don't know," Izuku huffed. "I just don't like it."

This time Tomura did laugh. "All right," he said finally. "You help me kill All Might, and I help you do something to Toxic Chainsaw."

"And the HPSC," Izuku added.

"And the HPSC," Tomura agreed before he held out his hand, with his ring and little finger curled in to touch his palm.