Tododeku One-Shots

First impressions {F}

As Todoroki glanced at Izuku Midoriya for the first time, he wished he looked further. He saw an immense power, that lacked control. Much like his words, they carried thought and emotions, but were muttered too fast to really be heard or understand. He wished he had moved past, just seeing others from their power first, something so much like his father, of course, he detested it. He recalled the aura around Midoriya, the aura so distinct, he'd only felt it beside All Might. And he made this all the reason the boy before him would be a rival to surpass more than a friend. Instead of all the reason to reject his father's wishes for him to surpass everyone and keep friendships at bay.

From the academy's first training session, it intrigued Todoroki, watching videos of the fragile looking boy break in order to gain strength and save. Something a hero would do, so foolish yet earnest all the same. Still, he only looked at the surface, and that proved to be his mistake,

The boy was interesting and peculiar, at first. His worries over All Might and blatant affection for the hero was unnerving. Todoroki too, looked up to the world's #1 hero as a child, but never could outwardly claim to do so. Midoriya seemed a world away from him, and something about seeing someone like that made him ache.

He was intriguing, as he cried out in worry upon seeing the #1 Hero arrive, instead of relief like all the others. "Midoriya..." Todoroki had called out in concern and confusion. This was the first time he remembered looking at him in the eyes, simply showing concern from person to person, even if it wasn't too deep.

The first time, Todoroki really conversed with Midoriya would be at the sports festival. He challenged the young and innocent looking boy, surely he must have lived a life world's apart from him. He revealed parts of his past he hadn't talked about with anyone in years, not even to his sister, and something about Midoriya made the words flow. As though he somehow caught Midoriya's muttering. He declared war, and at this point, he still had yet to really see Midoriya for the first time.

Their match together, that was the most accurate and painfully clear moment, where Todoroki finally saw him. He finally caught a glimpse of everything Izuku Midoriya. His earnest heart from before only shined more so, admitting he was blessed, and of his help from those around him. And yet he always returned the favor.

Those words came out, so blissful and the freckled boy was steadfast as he told him, "It's your power, Todoroki!"

Everything clicked. So this was Midoriya. Beautiful ethereal Izuku Midoriya. And he had no shame in admitting that to himself, he was glowing, brilliantly, the epitome of a hero. Results could be damned, Midoriya won the match and the tournament in his dual colored eyes.

Selfless, and completely unreal. This was the boy he declared war on, and looked past somehow. But now, now it was so much more. Midoriya brought out his fire and knocked the wind out of him in a matter of words.

"You're his childhood friend right? Midoriya has he always been this...." Perfect? Honest? Remarkable? Unbelievable? Todoroki paused seeing the rage fueled face of his next opponent. "Helpful?" Todoroki reasoned with, his mind had been racing far too fast since their match. The rest became more of a blur.

Midoriya, with those and that beautiful glistening green eyes, and pained smile. Perhaps he was an angel? Did regular people really risk everything just to help others they hardly knew? Doing everything to save him, and break through. He was a hero, his hero, one Todoroki aspired to become like. His aura was definitely like All Might. Yet he didn't want to be just like him, but be around him. Like an inevitable and intoxicating magnetic pull, he gravitated towards Midoriya. He wanted to be with him.

When Midoriya first looked at Todoroki his heart lept. It wasn't in quite the same way it remained just now. More of a fanboy, admiring the beautiful and powerful prodigy that possessed powers over fire and ice. But that made the present time all the more special. Just to look back and see how much they've grown and changed since that first time. He was scribbling down notes like crazy and even drawing a rough sketch. The green haired teen flushed looking over it, and glancing over the student's profile. Simply incredibly, and he grinned at the thought of simply being in the presence of such a hero, to think they'd be in class together too.