One Last Chance

Chapter One...Denial

No One's POV...

Useless...You're useless, Izuku...

That's what Izuku Midoriya had been told all his life. His childhood best friend, Katsuki Bakugou, said this the most...Izuku just wanted to be like everyone else, maybe if he'd gotten a quirk, he'd be liked, maybe if he and his mom didn't go to the doctor on that faithful day, things would have turned out differently. Was this how his life was supposed to be? Endless torture, suffering, and bullying? Izuku didn't know. And he probably never would know...

Izuku found himself walking around an abandoned Alley Way, he didn't know how he got there, it was a thing of his. Wherever there was a battle, Izuku would be there, nose in his notebook, taking useless notes that would never be used, and would one day end up in Bakugou's hands.

He had wandered over to a fight, one involving the Number Two Hero; Endeavour. Izuku had found him interesting, though, not as interesting as All Might, man, he wished he could see him fight. Maybe one day...

Izuku's POV...

I had my face in my notebook, writing away at the crappy paper. Endeavour isn't as cool as All Might, he will forever be my favorite hero.

"...Who is he fighting..? I mumbled, looking over the shoulder of a duel-haired male, he seemed around the same age as me, I wonder who he is... "Hmm. He's fighting a thug...his quirk looks wind-based...Endeavour might have a problem..." I started muttering, an annoying trait of mine...

"Hey..." The boy in front of me said, tapping my shoulder. My green eyes met his, he has heterochromia...his left eye was blue and his right was dark grey. I noticed that he had a burn scar on the left side of his face...I wonder how he got that...

"Oh! Do you need something?" I asked politely, smiling at him.

"Do you like Endeavour?" He asked in a monotone voice, I looked at him, confusion etched on my face.

"He's...alright...I like All Might better, though." I responded, tilting my head up in thought. Did this boy like Endeavour? Maybe he was a fan? "Do you like Endeavour?"

"No." He answered plainly.

"O-Oh..." I was a bit shocked at how...plain his answer was. "Why?"

"I'd rather not tell. My name's Shouto Todoroki." Shouto said, looking down at me.

"Oh, alright. I'm Izuku Midoriya!" I exclaimed, holding my hand out for a handshake, Shouto looked at my hand blankly...thinking about something...

"Nice to meet you, Midoriya," Shouto said, shaking my hand, I stared into his eyes before hearing a loud noise, making me jump and crash into Shouto, making us both fall to the ground. I had landed on the taller male's chest, causing my face to flush. "O-Oh crap! I-I'm so sorry!"

Shouto's POV...

I felt my back collide with the pavement as Midoirya crashed into me, landing on my chest. I looked down at him and I saw his face flush, causing a small smile to appear on my lips. "It's fine, Midoriya." I mumbled, my eyes locking with his green pair.

"A-Are you sure...?" Midoriya mumbled, scrambling off of me, I let out an amused chuckle as I stood up, offering my hand out to Midoirya...right as he took it, I heard a familiar shout...

"SHOOOOOOOOOUUUUUUUUUTOOOOOOOOOOOO" I looked over at Endeavour, who had stormed over to us.

"What do you want," I ask, hiding Midoriya behind me. "If you have nothing to say, please leave," I said, a deadpan expression on my face. My day had been going so well, but then my father had to show up. Oh, what I would give to have a new father.

"Who is that behind you????" Endeavour practically yelled at me, I just blinked and responded.

"His name is Izuku Midoirya. He is my new friend." I answered. "Please go away," I said, my tone of voice taking on a bit of anger. Endeavour took the hint and walked away, huffing in annoyance as he did so.

"S-Shouto...?" Midoriya squeaked out behind me, popping his head out from behind my back.
"Yes, Midoriya?" I looked at him over my shoulder, curiosity on my face.

"D-Do you know Endeavour?" He asked, a pretty valid question based on what just happened, if I were in his position, I probably would have asked that question as well.

"He's my father." I said to him, turning on my heel to face Midoriya.

"O-Oh! Really? That's so cool!" 'If only you knew...' I thought to myself, sadness entering my mind, but quickly being replaced by anger.

"Yeah...cool..." I mumbled, looking down. "I have to go now...I hope I see you again." I said to Midoriya after a long pause. "Goodbye."

"O-Oh! Goodbye!" Midoirya yelled as I walked away, I had been thinking about what happened years ago, and mostly about Touya. I wonder if he's alive?...No. He died in that fire. On that awful day, I lost him, we lost him...why didn't Dad go look for him when we still had the chance? Why? Why couldn't Touya just listen?

Goddamnit, I miss Touya so much. I want to see him again... "Touya-nii..." I mumbled, not noticing I had said that aloud.

No One's POV...

Shouto didn't notice the movement of someone in an alleyway, a very scarred man had been watching him, his brilliant-blue eyes following him. He had a smirk on his face as he walked out of his hiding spot, staring at where Shouto had walked off.

"Well, well, well. Looks like someone still remembers me. Didn't know it'd be you, though, little Shouto."

...To be Continued...

Hihihihi! I had so much fun writing this! I wonder who that man is? You probably know if you've watched Season 6 or Read Chapter 290 of the Manga. Again, if you don't like the shit I said what going to happen in this book, there's the door ---->

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