Plot Twist in Time//Bnha Mha(crackfic)

ch.1

Hitoshi knew he shouldn't have gone out today. He had right in the middle of watching his favorite show when his wife came in, giving him the look she gives when she wants him to do something, telling him they were out of milk. He agreed, not because he wanted to, but because he didn't want to deal with an upset wife. He ignored that annoying tug in the pit of his stomach.

It had been a pretty laid back evening. He had gone out in a comfy hoodie, managed to ignore any strange looks he got from people seeing his glorified eye bags, and the store had a sale going for the milk(at least that's what he read in the stores paper).

He was a few yards away from the store when it happened. Around one of the corners came a women, a very hot women, holding what looked like a bottle of whiskey and a wad of cash. She wasn't looking ahead of her, no, she was looking at the man chasing her yelling about a thief. When she did look it was too late, she had ran right into him. Suddenly her eyes glowed, as well as the man she ran into, as her quirk activated.

That's where he was now. His body wrapped in a burning pain. His head throbbed. He felt like he was falling, not just falling, but falling in a spiral. Everything around him was spinning in a blur. Then, as if none of that was going on, he blacked out.

When Hitoshi came to he was in an Ally-way, not to far from when the girl crashed into him. The thing was it was dark out, and he still didn't get the milk. Even so, he made his way back to his home. When he got there he was surprised to see the house wasn't there instead there was an old apartment building. He double checked the address, and of course he had it right. What the hell was going on.

He sat down on the steps, still trying to process his home was gone, slowly he slipped into unconsciousness.

Izuku Midoriya had gotten up early as he had been doing for the past few weeks. As expected, he got up at 4:35, he had a balanced breakfast, did some quick stretches, got ready, and he was out the door by 5:25. What the boy hadn't expected was to nearly trample over a certain purple haired boy sleeping on the steps as he jogged his way down them. The violet boy, blinked his sleep away while staring at the male infront of him. Not exactly processing where he was at the moment there was only one question in his half awake mind.

"Who the fuck are you?"

'Well,' Izuku thought, '....this is new.'