IM Not You!

Chapter 1

Izuku ( Age: 12 )

Narrative POV

The relationship between Izuku and his parents are still the same. In a period of a month they would only be home a total period of 4-7 days. They are still as busy as ever. The never told their son the main reason why they are always busy. They are heroes and one of the best at that. They just want to keep it a secret to protect their son but they don't know the price for such secret.

Everyday Izuku continue to feel lonely, unloved and a bit depress. His quicks are still a secret from anybody. His quirks. A surprise he learned two years ago. A quirk he called Absolute Manipulation. An ability that allows him to control/ manipulate both organic and non-organic things. However, he cant control a person for more than half an hour. The drawback are a huge headache the longer he use his quirk or a temporary sensory malfunction on his hearing or eyesight.

Izuku is now use to going home to a silent house. He doesn't care anymore really. He can manage being himself. The bullies teasing lessen except for Bakugo and his group of minions but other than that its okay. He still have self-defence and weaponry classes on weekends and can manage to make some hand guns and his own supply of bullets. Knifes and short swords are his melee kinds of choice and a few spears.

His parents still left him money but he needed to earn some for himself in case of emergency. That is why he supply or sell his creations on the place he have weaponry class. The owner agree since he told him he needed the money for what he doesn't know. He was happy and satisfy with himself. He knows that he can now support himself. He doesnt have to pretend to be weak in the near future.

Izuku's POV

I receive a little "special" order from the owner of the shop I sell my creation to. He said that his friend wants to buy a some guns, bullets and some knifes and a lot of it. Since they cant supply that fast, he refer me as a supplier. It was kinda suspicious since what would somebody do with 5 hand guns, 10 hunting knifes and 6 dozen bullets. However the owner assured me that this customer is a regular of his so I decided to meet up for more information and to see if I can trust this customer.

We agree to meet in one of those traditional restaurants that have a private rooms. That how a found myself sitting here while ordering some tea while I wait. A few minutes later a hooded person opened the door and sat down infront of me.

"Would you mind lowering your hood so I can get to know my client?" I asked while observing him closely.

He showed comply and made eye contact with me. The first thing I notice was my client is male and he have purple patches on his face. He have striking Turquoise eyes and black hair.

"Thank you" I said as he observe me. "If you don't mind me asking, what should I call you?"

"Call me Dabi. Arent you a bit young to sell weapons?" he asked.

"Yes, yes I am. You can me Rabbit. If you don't mind, I would like to know what your planning to do with your order? Since you look like your 16 or something?" I asked highly curious.

For some reason he started laughing at me and for some reason I find it irritating. Here I am trying to be professional about this deal and he laughs at me.

"Are you done? Cause I don't recall doing anything for you to laugh at me."

He stops and looked at me and smirk, " Sorry about that but its a first for a kid to be not scared of me and not to mention you plan to call yourself 'rabbit'? Don't you find a little bit funny?

"Look, why don't we just talk about your order? I just want information on why your ordering a lot of ammo." I asked nicely since I want this to be over already.

He looked around the room and smiled. I don't think I can trust whatever reason he might give but since his my first customer not to mention the owner seems to trust him then might as well.

"Fine, you can keep your reason. The owner for whatever reason seems to trust you so lets make the deal" I said since this taking a lot of me not to scream or hit him.

"I'm listening. Name your price and we'll see"

"For everything you want to order, the guns, knives, and bullets the grand total is 6000 dollars but since I trust the owner and your my first customer, how about 5000? Do we have ourselves a deal?" I extended my hand for him hoping he will agree.

He smirk and shake my hand, "Deal and it was nice doing business with you Rabbit"

"You can get your order through the owner of the shop. It will be ready in 5 days and give him the payment. He will handle our transactions just to be safe. It was nice doing business with you as well Dabi. " I said. Finally its over.

After that he got up and left the room. I paid and left the place to go home. Having my kind of quirk will make this easier and hiding it will also be a breeze. I know this might end up bad for me but since when do nothing bad ever happen if your living in this kind of world. All I need do is complete the order, deliver it, get paid afterward and continue living my life.

However, something tells me that wont be our last time meeting each other. He seems to have an interesting story behind his life. Maybe thing will be interesting from now on.