Ch11- Inner Fanboy

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Midoriya's POV
Kacchan and I, did all the research we could last night. And after learning about a pro that has a Quirk similar to All Might's... It had caused my inner fan boy to activate. But the one thing I couldn't figure out, was how she disappeared. All the research doesn't add up.

But I can't just sit here and do nothing, while a pro hero who had close bonds with our teachers, who disappeared a long time ago... I can't just leave an open book like that... I need to go ask All Might about it.

So I got up early. Got ready for school. And went straight to UA... When I got inside, I ran down the hallways, up to the teachers lounge. I knocked on the door... "Come in." I opened the door to see all the teachers. I turn to see All Might in his chair. 'No, I can do this.'

I walked towards him and took out all the magazines that Mineta had of Daredevil. "Young Midoriya... What is this.?" I could tell he sounded furious. "We told you not to worry about it. But you researched on her anyway." He stood up, with his skinny shadow over me.

He was about to say something else, until the door opened. "Thanks Nemu-chan, this school has changed so much, that I can't even find my way around anymore." The lady's voice giggled. "No problem, (N/N)-chan. I'm still finding my way around too." The ladies laughed.

'T-that woman... Could she be.?' I tried hard not to explode, as I see the pro hero: Daredevil, right in front of me. "Aww, who's this?" She crouches down in front of me. I blush at the sight of her chest and look away.

"This is one of the students from the Hero Course: Class 1A. Izuku Midoriya." Midnight introduces me to her. "Oh! Then you must be the boy, Toshi was mentioning?" She smiles and turns to All Might.

He turns away and nods. "He so cute!" I blush and get startled, as I get picked up off the floor. The Daredevil, is holding me in her arms. "Toshi, you never told me your successor was this adorable." She whispers in his ear.

"He reminds me so much of you when we were his age!" She squeezes me into a hug and sets me down on the floor. She pats me on the head, which caused me to fan boy. "Y-you.. Y-you're Daredevil. Another user of One For All!"

I scream and jump up and down. "Glad to hear I still got fans." She laughs and sits down in her seat, next to All Might. All Might was secretly glaring at me. I knew he didn't want me to go further, but now that she's here...

"Mind if I ask you a few questions.?" I stutter out and pull out my notebook. "Alright, but just a few for now." She gives me a warm smile, that made me blush. "So, how does your One For All work?" I let out a big smile.

"Mine works like Toshi's, since we did get them at the same time, we've also trained together, so I basically have the same punches and super strength as him too." I mumble some words out and zoom my pen down the paper.

"That's interesting.. Were you Quirkless before you got One For All?" I ask, as I turn the page. "I inherited my mom's Quirk. Which was a small healing Quirk, that could only heal small injuries, like a paper cut."

She chuckles, as I kept writing down facts. "But ever since I got One For All, I begin to get more determined to get my original Quirk to get stronger." She giggles and puts up a fist.

"That's awesome! How big of an injury can you heal?" I jump up and down, getting more excited. "My power is strong enough to heal a person who is on the brink of death. I can heal injuries, but not bring people back to life."

I write down more information, almost filling up the rest of my notebook. "Does that mean you can heal All Mi- okay Young Midoriya, that's enough. You can ask Daredevil more questions later." All Might sighs...

"Oh okay.." I put my notebook inside my bag. "Don't be sad, you can ask me more questions later." Daredevil smiles at me and pets my curly, green hair. She bends down and kisses me on the forehead.

I suddenly felt more stamina rummaging through my body. "Bye little Izuku." She waves at me, as I walk out. I blush madly and walk to my classroom. 'Did she... No.. She did that because she noticed the dark circles under my eyes from working last night.'

"She gave me extra energy to get me through the day." I widen my eyes in surprise, but smile, feeling less tired now.

Toshinori's POV
'Thanks a lot for bringing up that question Young Midoriya..' I sigh and lean my head on my hand. "Toshi." I look to my left to see (Y/N) glaring at me. I get startled and move back a little. "What's this injury Izuku was talking about?" She leans in closer in my face.

"It was just a little accident I had five years ago. No big deal." I wave my hands in front of me. "Toshi.. I've known you long enough to know when you're lying to me. Even if I was gone for thirteen years." She sighs and crosses her arms.

I take a deep breath and lift up my shirt. The expression on her face was unforgettable. It was full of rage, sadness, but mostly worry. "Toshi, why didn't you tell me about this.?" She carefully traces her finger on my scar.

"Because you've always looked up to me when we were young. I didn't want you to think I was a punching bag that could get thrown around." I look down at the floor. "Well this proves, that you do get thrown around too much.

She says jokingly and takes my hands. "I don't think idols always have to be perfect to make themselves look good. We all have our downfalls, Toshi." She smiles and reaches inside her pocket pouch.

She pulls out a healing ointment. She opens it up and shows me. She bites her thumb and drops her blood in the ointment, making it glow. "This can heal your wound, but the choice is yours."

She kisses my cheek and stands up. "See you later." She smiles and walks out of the lounge. Leaving me with biggest decision I can make right now.

(Y/N)'s POV
Just as I walked out of the lounge. I lean against the wall and began to cough up blood. "Great.. If I don't find someone to pass this down to... This could get worse."

I groan and stand back up, as I stumbled to my new classroom.

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