Unlikely Heroes

Deja vu

"One year and 3 months," Hitoshi said as he and Izuku enjoyed their morning run. The entrance exam for Yuuei was coming around, they had been training hard with Aizawa and many other teachers from Yuuei, each other them wanted the boys to get in.

"Yeah, we've got this!" Izuku beamed. "do you think Aizawa-Oji-San will let us clean the beach now." He wondered, glanced as the passed the huge hills of trash for the second time as they were heading home.

"We could ask, it would be nice. and we could just continue to run on the beach if we do." Hitoshi said. During the time they had begun training, the two of them had improved greatly, Aizawa often got Ectoplasm to help with the training with his clones. They could now last a round of 10 minutes with the clones, which was better then their 1 minute first time. "Look, there's someone ahead..." Hitoshi said, the boys stopped to see a skeletal-like man hunched over. "He's bleeding...from his mouth!" They both ran over.

"Sir, are you okay?" Izuku yelled.

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Yagi Toshinori had moved to this town for his health, granted Principle Nezu was trying to get him to join the Yuuei Staff, but teaching wasn't his style. He decided to go out jogging, it was the first week since his move and wanted to stay in as good as health as he could despite his injury. But, he didn't expect him to need to stop as quickly as he did. He was a disgrace, he was meant to be number one hero! He wiped blood from his mouth when he heard two voices.

"Sir, are you okay?" He looked up to see two boys. Both had the same look of concern.

"I'm fine, this is normal for me. Don't worry about it." He tried to deter their worry. The boys looked at each other, before looking back at him.

"Well... take this. I hope it will help in any way." The purple haired boy handed him a bottle of water.

"You boys need it more than I." Yagi began.

"Doubt it, sir, we were just heading home anyway. You'll make better use of it." The green haired boy smiled. "I'm Midoriya Izuku and this is my best friend Shinso Hitoshi."

"And, we know when people need help and it looked like you needed it..." Hitoshi said. "We would feel bad if something happened to you, knowing we could have helped." Yagi looked at the two boys, they looked like they would be starting their third year of middle school. He smiled.

"I guess you boys are training to be heroes." He said.

"Yeah, have been for years. Oh, we better be off, or we'll miss breakfast. Please be careful sir." Hitoshi nodded.

"Right. Bye Sir." The two boys ran off, Yagi watched them, holding the bottle of water. These boys helped a complete stranger, he smiled, heroes indeed.

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"He is clearly in no fit health to try jogging, he seems pretty weak on the left side of his stomach..." Izuku muttered as they ran off, Hitoshi listened to his friend go off. After locations, Principle Nezu had started getting Izuku to try and analyze people. Their actions, movements, personalities. Giving Izuku a wider perspective on everything. It made it harder to train against him. Izuku had quickly been able to work out how he moved, he could even guess when he was going to move and how. Even Aizawa found it harder to go against the boy. Hitoshi smiled, he knew Izuku would be a formidable hero.  "I sure hope he'll be okay..."

"You're pretty worried about him, huh?" Hitoshi frowned.

"He obviously has some form of injury that causes him to look like that... And considering his poor health, it would have been wise to be around someone..." Izuku said.

"Maybe he does have a carer, but got away," Hitoshi suggested.

"Doubt it, he doesn't seem like a fool. But, it's strange...I feel like I have analyzed him before." Izuku looked at Hitoshi.

"He doesn't look like anyone in the notebooks, Villain, hero or even student," Hitoshi muttered.

"I know, that's why it's bothering me..." Izuku sighed.

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It continued to bother him, all through classes, and even the walk home. Hitoshi new it wasn't the best idea to interrupt Izuku when he was in deep thought, as he would often lose track of his thoughts once you talked to him. Which was troublesome as Nezu, Yamada, and Aizawa had shown up for dinner, Aizawa and Nezu had noticed the lost in thought face, Yamada missed it and in his usual loud way greeted them. But the first time, Izuku seemed not to have heard and was still muttering under his breath, but no one was able to make out his words.

"What's wrong it Midoriya-kun?" Nezu asked

"He's been like that since we bumped into a man whilst jogging this morning." Hitoshi joined them in the kitchen, Izuku had wandered up to his room, probably to look through his notebooks. "He was coughing up blood, so we went to help. He told us it was natural for him, so we gave him a bottle of water. Izuku felt sure he had analyzed him before,  guess it has been bothering him all day."

"Did you get this man's name?" Nezu asked, interested. Hitoshi shook his head.

"He never got a chance, we had to rush off. He had messy blond hair, shrunk in eyes that were blue. Almost skeletal-like." Hitoshi described him.

"And, like you said, I haven't analyzed him in any notebook..." Izuku joined them, frowning deeply. "But, I am sure I have..."

"Don't worry about it, I am sure you'll get to the bottom of this feeling one day," Nezu assured him. Izuku nodded, but he still wasn't sure.

"Oh, actually, Aizawa-Oji-san, we were wondering if we could start to clean up the beach now," Hitoshi asked.

"That should be okay now, but you need to find time for it," Aizawa told them.

"We could do that instead of running every morning," Izuku suggested. Then he went on muttering how each piece of rubbish there, mostly the bigger pieces, would work different muscles and how they would need to work each muscle equally." Hitoshi smiled with a shake of his head, somethings would never change.