The Prince Dirys.

4. so!... I'm a prince?

  Izaku sat proseing he looked calm. But underneath the service his emotions where court in riptides  pulling him in odd directions but what he herd so far hadn't explained, at least to him what was happening, he understood why his father left him and his mum and could see that he hadn't left him or mum completely and as far as he knew he paid chilled surport so that was helpful. He then was pulled into the direction that his gran had been romantic with a prince and that prince was a king. His mother was a prencess .so...was he a prince.  Finally Nanna shmora. That piece of puzzle snapped into place. She allmights mentor was his grandmother.The Ocean of emotions calmed to the side of a kiddy pool. There was a small list of things left on his minde, that was who that man was? did he know his grandfather? And finally what was with the new cloths?
    It bothered him only for moments at a time but he loved his old shoos and his odd unfashionable tee-sherts, he would miss them but he knew he was getting to old for his childish sence of fashion.
      "So ... I'm a prince!" He stated, angsiaty lacking his tone.
His parents looked at him incorigeingly as he peced together what he was saying next. " Nanna shmora is my gran!" Gaining confidence he looked at Allmight as he nodded to him.
" And my dad is Hisathi Yamaha not midorea!" My father nodded.
" So what's with the new cloths? And the sutekace?" At that that all shrugged. 
"We don't know but we do know you're grandfather wants to meat you. Not today but you need to make a decision, do you want to hear what he has to say."  He didn't know.  He would at least read his letter then deside if he would heer his  grandfather out. 
  
   "What dose the letter say? Shorly that would explain something at least?" His green eyes wide and open optimism glowing in them. "Here kid we red it first to check but I looks coshur!" Allmight stated handing over a piece of thick wrighting paper, from what he could see neet curly cursive hand writing. 

Desiding not to hide anything like his family had and red the letter outloud.

        "My dearest grandson I apologize for not knowing you're name but I am running out of time I need a sucsesser I am suffering from terminal cancer and  my kingdom is going to fall into the cluches of greedy diplomats that wish to rase taxes to the point of crippling the country. I know your only sixteen but I need you to become a full fledged prince and be able to take councill by the age of seventeen . I don't wish to berdon you  and I know you wish to be a hero but if you help me you will be saving an intiyer country. Not just a city. I expect jhone you're body Gard has dropped off clothing befitting of a prince. I hope that you reply and accept my offer.

Regards you're grand father .
King Jeremy  Renáldiê -midorea III.
   

"He wants me to officially become a prince. How do I reply to him!" Every one looked at him incorigeingly as his mother talked him through wrighting a letter to the palace and the nearest embacy. And the stile of language to use.

"Dearest grandfather I thank you for you're letter and wish I could meet you to decuss you're offer in person. I am delighted you consider me capable of leading  a country and I thank you for that however I would like to learn how to be a prince. I would also like to thank you for the boddy Gard and clothing.

  Yourse faithfully you're grandson.
Izaku midorea.

  Looking for apruval izaku handed his mother and wanted. Watching as her smile grow as she red her son's note to her father pride shining in her eyes before leaving the room and calling for jhone. Whom followed mother into the room and formally introducing him to izaku.
  Watching as the man gave a swift bow before offering a hand for the young man to shake.  Izaku took his hand and gave a disarming smile befor introducing him self. "Hello ser my name is izaku my nick name is Deku.  I hope we can get along, I have one rule if you're going to constantly be close to me... Pleas don't interfer with my classes at UA.  Other than that I hope you enjoy you're time with me ser."
"I hope you will deal comfortable with me tailing you young prince."
  With that he took my letter to my grand father and dissapered in smoke probably to hand my letter over to the king but I knew he would be back before long.
   " I'm going to my room, when he returns pleas let him know. I have had enough of today." Both mother and father wached as the light that once filled the young man's face fled to be  replaced by something that nether percent had seen on his face.  It was pane. Nether knew whether it was becaus of the desertion or because of the letter his grandfather had sent.  Nether parent wanted to see that on there chilled like that.

    Apon ariveing to his dorm room izaku collapsed face first into his pillows and groned he lifted his head to see his friends stood at his doorframe.
"Come on in if you want to know what happened." The first to enter was Shoto followed by Tsu, then Llidea, and finally ochoko that all looked conserned as that sat beside me.  I turned to them. " Apparently I'm a prince and my mum and dad,because he's back in the picture, and now I'm getting stalked by an assigned boddy Gard thanks to my terminal grandfather. And the package I received when my door was broken this morning are 'aproprate clothing' for a prince!" They sat there looking blank before Shoto yelled "you're a prince!"