Life had always been hectic. Now even more so than usually. Katsuki was used to a hectic schedule. When he had to make sure he was fast enough to pack his things for his next training regimen, fast enough to dodge, fast enough to move. He was used to a lifestyle where his speed was his everything, his only weapon, against the people around him. Because speed could only be his saving grace to strengthen himself. If he wasn't fast enough, his strength and his power could be useless. Attacks would be futile if he wasn't fast enough to retaliate. A mere millisecond of hesitation can be fatal.
Recently, things had been even more hectic. Nothing he couldn’t handle, obviously. But just hectic enough that he hadn’t really gotten any time to be alone.
He hadn't gotten any time, since the kidnapping. There had always been someone else around him. The entire hailed Bakusquad were always around him, now, tighter than before. Katsuki wasn’t ashamed to admit that for a while, he had wanted to stick by everyone else, too. Just as they wanted to stick as closely together as possible.
Katsuki wouldn't admit it aloud, but he also wanted to have a private conversation with Deku; though that meant actually talking to the nerd, and he's sure as hell that Sawada and the rest of Vongola wouldn't allow him even an inch closer to the teen.
God knows how much of a sore topic his sperm donor of a father is to the green-haired teen.
Hisashi Midoriya was a great villain, Katsuki could see that. From the bits and pieces of his conversation with Sawada, he knew All For One had been around for so long that he knew all the ins and outs of villainy. His morals had been about as skewed as Sawada's had been, maybe even Katsuki's included, with his morals being to defeat villains and nothing else. As villains, both All For One and Lion Head thrived.
But a father? Father, Hisashi Midoriya was not. Let alone a good one.
A man who could have given him any quirk in the world. His own father. A man who was supposed to protect him from the world until he was strong enough to take it on. A man who was supposed to raise him.
Hisashi Midoriya wasn't anything like that.
Deku had grievances there, for sure. Just like Sawada. And Todoroki, god knows how much the fucking Half-and-Half resents his father.
But unlike Deku, Katsuki could see that Todoroki was working on it. Slowly, sure, because of course it would take time and effort. But he was working on it. He was fine.
Katsuki was, by default, a curious person. There were just things that didn’t make sense. The longer he looked, the more he saw the similarities between Sawada and Deku. They weren’t obvious by any means, but… they were there. Subtle, yet clear when he tried to look for them.
Hell, he even saw those similarities faster than he would've realized once he started observing them. Upon second meeting, no less.
After all deliberations, Katsuki supposed that, in the end, it all made sense. That Deku was actually related to Sawada. The similarities between them were so subtle, yet visible when one knew where to look. Like they were faded with age, with generations, but they had once been so, so strong. They were etched into their genes, into their very beings, and they were strong, refusing to let them go.
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Of Flames And Quirks And Harmony
FanfictionMidoriya Izuku has been bullied for being quikless in a world where 80% of its population is loitered by superhuman abilities. Unbeknownst to the whole world of the origin of quirks, Izuku awakens what has been the zero point breakthrough of quirks...