The Succesor (My Hero Academia)

Tenko Almost Murders Someone

"Get off."

"How about no?" I hummed, sprawling across Tenko's lap. "You were planning on leaving me to sit outside. I have earned the right to do this."

"Then I've earned the right to decay one of your hero figures."

"I'll tell Mom."

"She doesn't scare me."

"Mhm. Right. You totally didn't start crying the last time she scolded you."

Tenko groaned. "This entire family is as over emotional as fuck."

"Tenko!" Mom yelled. "What have I told you about using that kind of language around me?"

"Shit," he mumbled. "Sorry, Mom. Didn't hear you come in. Can you tell Izuku to get off of me?"

"But you're going to go to college and I won't be able to annoy you. I need to get it out of my system." I made no move to remove myself from where I laid. At least until Mom asked us to put the groceries away while she went to pick something up from Auntie Mitsuki.

Tenko placed some boxes goods into the cabinet above the stove, putting his extra height to good use. "I won't be able to look at a single thing in heroes without hearing you ramble in my ear, greenbean." He ruffled my hair. "Remind me to ask Dad to order me some more gloves. I accidentally decayed a couple."

"The hot pink ones?"

"The hot pink ones." Tenko confirmed. "Mind handing me the updog?"

"Sure." I didn't miss a beat before handing him another box. "You know that joke's super old right?"

"Sometimes it's the old jokes that get them."

I rolled my eyes and finished putting away what I could. "Have we figured out what we're getting Dad?"

"I was thinking a Number One absent dad mug."

"Didn't we get him one last year?"

"Is it any less true?" Tenko raised an eyebrow, red eyes sparkling. "I mean, Dad doesn't exactly need more ties and the last time either of his saw him was eight years ago."

"Says the one who he spends time with."

"Izu, he literally dumps me on some purple haired guy. Two words to your child does not a father make." Tenko shook his head. "Enough about the old man, what do we get Mom? And don't say hero merch."

"I was going to say we could get her a new mixer." My eyes slid to the current one. Years of use left it missing part of the handle for choosing the speed and it made a weird sound whenever in use. "I've been saving my lunch money and-"

"What have I told you about eating lunch?"

"Sorry." I looked down. "It's just, I don't usually get to eat it anyway, so why not save the money?"

Tenko sighed. "Why don't you usually get to eat lunch?"

"I usually studying through the entire period-"

"Bullshit. Are you getting bullied? Because I will march down to that school right now and make sure they never mess with you again." He itched the back of his neck. "Who do I need to mess up? That winged freak? I'd think Katsuki would be enough to keep them in line."

I was silent.

Tenko narrowed his eyes. "He is better now, isn't he? Stopped hurting you?"  When I still didn't respond, an audible growl left his throat. "What did that bastard do?"

My mouth went dry. "You-you have to promise not to tell Mom."

"Izuku. What. Did. The. Bastard. Do?"

Tears starting welling in my eyes. "Kacchan, h-h-he told me- he told me that if- if I wanted a quirk so bad that I- that I should take a swan- a swan dive off the roof and pray for a quirk in the next life." By the time my stammered sentence made it out, the tears broke the dam and spilled down my cheeks.

"He better pray he gets a next life," Tenko said. "I'll be back."

"Tenko, don't. You'll get in trouble." I caught his arm. "Even if you don't use your quirk it's still assault of a minor."

"You act like Auntie Mitsuki would press charges if she found out what he did.:

"Can we just go back to watching movies? Please?" My voice broke. "Please." I tugged him back towards the couch. He sighed.

"I'll be right back."

"Tenko!"

He looked at me and held up his hands. No gloves. "As annoying as you can be, I can't kill you. Mom would kill me." He turned and walked to our bedroom before emerging with a pair of modified Present Mic gloves. Joining me on the couch, he scrolled through the channels before arriving at PQN. "The Winter Soldier sound good?"

I nodded. Tenko lifted an arm and let me lean into his side. His fingers messed with my hair, something I've come to realize was a way he calmed himself. Well, it was either that or he just liked messing with hair. Maybe it was a side effect of not receiving much physical affection as a child due to his quirk. Or is this from-

"Greenbean, your hair and Mom's is soft. That's the only reason."

"You like messing with Auntie Mitsuki's too." I wiped at my eyes. The tears had finally stopped.

"Hers is deceptively soft. Now, not to change the topic, but how did you manage to get All Might to bring you home?"

I drew a sharp breath. "He, uh, heard me mumbling to myself about not being able to defend myself, and he uh, he offered to train me, yeah." It wasn't a full lie, it it wasn't the full truth either. Tenko narrowed his eyes, but I burrowed closer to his side.

"Why would the number one hero take an interest in you?"

"Well, first I asked him if I could still be a hero without a quirk. He said no, but later after I rescued Kacchan from the slime villian he said that he wanted to make it up to me for crushing my dreams. He said he'd train me so if anything happened I wouldn't be stuck choking while heroes stood around helpless."

"Did you save Katsuki before or after?"

"Huh?"

"You heard me."

"O-oh! After. He didn't exactly thank me afterwards-" Neither did the heroes, but they were right. "-but things have been a bit better at school. A lot better I mean. Kacchan hasn't tried to light another notebook on fire."

"That's good, I guess. Are we going to watch this movie or what?"

Do I know what this was? No.

Did I catch a shiny abra and proceed to screech for the next ten minutes yesterday? Yes. Yes I did.

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