The Emperor's Dragon II

Wardrobe

Izuku didn't think he was vain. And with everything that had happened, he didn't have a lot of clothes, which was why this shouldn't be taking this long! He didn't have cupboards and drawers full of clothes. He had half a bag! There weren't that many combinations of things he could wear.

But...

Twice had managed to talk to the Yakuza. They called themselves the Shie Hassaikai and they'd agreed to meet. While no one was going to record this, it was going to be the first time he made an appearance, officially, as Dragon and he wanted to look the part. He'd never thought of it until now, but while trying to decide what to wear, he had realised that his father's look was the suit with no tie and the top button undone on the shirt. People saw his father in those clothes and they knew who he was.

So while this was likely to be the first meeting, it was important that he give the right impression. This meeting would... It would be possible to change things after this meeting but if he did it right the first time, then he could build on it.

The problem was he had no idea what he wanted his look to be. This wasn't something he'd thought about and while Izuku was tempted to dismiss it as a trivial thing, there was a nagging feeling telling him that it really wasn't. With a sigh, he pulled out his phone. He might have something he could wear but if he was going to try to find a proper look without the clothes to try on, then he'd have to do it digitally.

It took a moment to find an app and load a picture of himself into it. Then he sat there, staring at the little screen not sure what to do. He knew how to use the program but he had no idea what he wanted to look like.

The group gathered for Tom- Izuku shook his head. He had to stop thinking about them like that. They were his group now, had obviously done this, though he wondered how they'd decided on each of their looks or if they'd just fallen into them.

Izuku shook his head. Himiko might have just decided the high school uniform was appropriate and Dabi's appeared to be based on pure functionality but Mr Compress, Twice and Whisper had a definite style. How had they worked it out?

He sighed and then decided to see what he'd look like if he adopted his dad's look. He picked out a suit and a shirt and had the app render him in them. It just wasn't right. Maybe he should see what he looked like with a vest? Like Kurogiri. He made the adjustments and looked at the image. Again, it wasn't quite right. He looked like a waiter!

Though... maybe if he changed the colours? He had put himself in a white shirt and a black vest. He tapped the image, bringing up a list of colours and picked out red.

Definitely not. Green? It was sort of okay but... No. It would be too obvious, too simple and... It was just too bland. He would probably have to wear a suit in some situations but... He didn't want that to be his style. It would be too much like his father.

Or was he making this harder than it should be? He randomly flicked through a couple of outfits but nothing felt right. There were websites that were set up for kids where they could come up with a hero costume... So why was this so hard?

Izuku chewed his lower lip. Part of the problem was that... He really didn't think this was that important, but at the same time he knew it was. He got up. He could waste a lot of time here or he could ask for some help... Or he could not care about it but Izuku knew that was the wrong answer.

He checked the clock. It was about 10pm, which was good. The bar would have customers but they should be leaving soon. It was a weekday. Izuku went down and watched from the shadowed doorway for a few moments. Twice was at one of the tables but he couldn't see Himiko, Dabi or Mr Compress. Whisper was...