My Name Is Izuku

Meet Your Father

Light beams as potent as the sun stung Izuku's eyes harshly, as he very slowly woke up from his long-lasting slumber. Pure white was all that could be seen, yet the strong stench of rubbing alcohol gave him the hint he needed to decipher his location. "Hello? Izuku Midoriya, right? Are you there?" A womanly voice could be heard beside the bandaged teen, yet that same boy couldn't bring himself to turn around and face her, he was far too weak.

"You should get some sleep. Your body needs to rest, honey" she recommended. Izuku didn't hesitate to follow her suggestion as passed out on the hospital bed. While he was in a state of pure unconsciousness, another presence entered the room. A tall, dark haired man. A stern and gloomy expression was plastered on his face, his rocky build could be seen tensed up. "Mr. Midoriya, what a pleasure to see you here!" The nurse sighed in relief as she stepped closer to the muscular man.

Hisashi stared at his moribund son solemnly, then turned to face the innocent redhead. "And my wife?" She remained silent for a couple of seconds, "I'm sorry for your loss, sir". The man seemed disappointed, almost angry, as he fixated on the green-haired teen. "When he gets better, he will be under your care, sir." Hisashi didn't respond, he instead stomped his way out of the somber room.

The nurse turned back around to face the clump of bloody bandages that encased a poor young soul. She could feel her heart ache deep within her. Among the many other patients she had seen throughout the years, this was by far the most disastrous and painful she has witnessed. She could only imagine the anguish that was to perpetually follow the freckled boy. After releasing the deepest of sighs, she quietly exited the room.

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"Very well then, Midoriya. It has been a pleasure attending you here! But now that you're all healed up, you're free to go with your father! I heard he came back from a long business trip, yeah? Well, time to catch up with your dad! You're going to be living with him from now on."

Izuku slowly detached his vision from the floor, and instead turned to look at his father. No matter how much he glared, he still couldn't find a sense of familiarity within the stranger. He felt scared, since from his perspective, he was to enter this foreigner's car and live with him for the rest of his life. He could very faintly feel his body tremble as drops of nervous sweat cooled his skin.

The man's face was not welcoming at all, but much rather stern and almost angry. Izuku swallowed hard, yet he still managed to stiffly walk towards the nice and polished car in front of him. It was a harsh task for his sore muscles, they were yet to get used to movement again. He awkwardly sat right beside the window on the second row, and soon waved goodbye to the distancing nurse.

For a while, all that poor little Izuku could see was a blurry landscape, endlessly moving. He was so scared to turn around and acknowledge his father's presence. At least, that's not how he saw him. He remembered him so vaguely, it was an overstatement to think that him, or anyone, could be his father. He just didn't believe, or rather, didn't comprehend.

Through all the years he was old enough to have a consciousness, the only person that he knew and needed was his mother. He didn't have any type of necessity for a father figure or such. He knew he had everything he needed and asked for. Yet, now that what gave him that confident comfort was gone, he felt an empty void inside him. Maybe his father was the one who could fill it.

In a peak of courage, or rather a numbness so steady that destroyed his shame, he turned to look at Hizashi. The back of his head, muscular and tough. The reflection of his eyes on the rear-view mirror, dull and harsh. Midoriya could vividly feel a tight clump in his throat, neither of them had attempted to start a conversation. The teen could feel the heavy weight of his eyelids and body, yet no matter how much he tried, he couldn't bring himself to sleep. He didn't feel safe.