The Succesor (My Hero Academia)

Izuku Cries (For the 43rd Time Today)

"Are you sure you'll be okay?" Mom asked, standing on her toes to mess with my hair. "Do you have everything? Phone? Gloves?"

I nodded. "I'll be okay, Mom. I'm staying with Dad, remember? He won't let anything bad happen."

She frowned and fixed my tie. "Stay out of trouble, I don't think my heart could take it if anything happened to you or Izuku." Tears started brimming in her eyes. I sighed and bent down.

"Mom, I'll be okay. I promise." I said. "If I get into trouble I can protect myself. Honestly, I'm more worried about how Izu will get along without me here." I wasn't lying. Dad brought me here so I could protect him. Now that I'm going to join him full time, I won't be able to talk Izuku down from something stupid, or suicidal. Granted I only had to do that once, but it was enough for me to almost murder that winged freak.

Izuku was six.

He was six years old. I was eleven and I had to try to talk him down. Try being the key word. I barely decayed the knife before it broke his skin. Dad found me sobbing on the floor next to an unconscious Izuku.

Mom kissed my forehead, bringing me out of my thoughts. "Make sure you call, and tell Hisashi to call if he gets the chance. Izuku hasn't talked to him for a few years, not since the accident." We both knew it was no accident that ended up with Midoriya Hisashi in the state he was in. All Might was.

The man, who my brother seemed to worship, put our dad in critical condition, yet he seems no worse for wear. Dad claims he will be easy to kill, but the man looks as strong as ever. Not that strength matters if I can get a hand on him, but the Nomu might have its work cut out for it.

"I will."

"You were supposed to tell me the day before you left." Izuku kicked his red shoes off and rushed towards me. He hugged me. "Make sure to keep your gloves on. Especially if you pet any animals."

"It was a mouse, greenbean. Besides, you wanted to know if living things felt pain when I used Decay on them." I ruffled his hair, knowing it would be one of the last times for a while, if ever. A wet spot appeared on my shirt from his tears and I sighed. "Such a crybaby," I said, ignoring my own tears.

"Do you promise to call?"

"I will. Don't worry. Besides, I know you'll be calling me when you get into UA." It was a hopeless dream to ever become a quirkless hero, hell, even vigilante was a bit over his head. If he had a way to analyze quirks from afar and share that information with others, he'd make for a villian rivalling Dad.

Another set of arms joined the hug, along with more crying. "I'm so proud of you, Tenko. You've grown into such a strong, handsome young man."

"Mom, don't cry. I'll start-" A silent sob broke past my lips. I buried my face in Izuku's hair. I can't let them get hurt. I won't let them get hurt, even with the life I'm choosing to lead. Not because Dad would kill me, not entirely. They accepted me into their home with open arms, and I'll be damned if I let anyone take my family away.

After several more minutes of crying, I pulled away and grabbed my suitcase, mumbling an excuse about having to catch my plane. I knew the moment I stepped through the door, I would be warped to wherever Dad wanted me. It could be America, it could be Tokyo. I had no idea.

I had no idea even as I showed up in the room where Dad sat watching screens. "Midoriya Inko wants you to call."

"Come here, Tomura."

I walked forward, not reacting as a strong hand rested on my head. I could feel Dad's quirk tug at mine, the power slipping around and threading its way into mine. All it would take was a single thought while he maintained this contact and I'd be as quirkless as Izuku.

I sighed, watching Kurougiri walk away. "Izu is really worried about you. He's convinced you're working yourself too hard."

"He's such a sweet boy. I'll call them sometime tomorrow, give you time to arrive in America with me."

"Or-" I said. "-and this is just a suggestion. Call them now and say you got a free moment of time."

Dad laughed as well as he could. "I hope you haven't forgotten that lesson on appearances, Tenko."

Swallowing, I slouched and shoved my hands into my pockets. I let my lips twitch into a grin. "Of course not, Sensei." I lowered my voice into a sort of whispered-hiss tone. Dad ruffled my hair and pressed a single button.

"Hello?" Mom's voice came through the phone.

"Hello, dear." There was something warm in Dad's voice, something only present when talking to us, his family, in private.

"Izuku! Your dad is on the phone."

"Hey Dad! You just missed Tenko."

Dad laughed. "I'll see him tomorrow. How have you been?"

"I'm good. Um, I've been training to get into UA. The entrance exam is this week, but I'm going to apply for both the hero course and general studies because one of the people I talked to said the entrance exam is really biased towards people with super flashy quirks and I figuredthatifIdidn'tgetinthroughtheactualexamIcouldtrytotransferinthroughtheSportsFestivaland-"

Dad waited for the rambling to die down before saying, "I'm sure you'll do great." They talked for a little bit before Izuku handed the phone back to Mom. Dad waved a hand to dismiss me. I nodded and walked to the room designated as mine. It was rather plain compared to the one I shared with Izuku. The lack of All Might's and other heroes staring at me was refreshing, even though I had an old figure of a hero. Dad got me it as a joke, but it was one of the best presents I've gotten.

Heroes may be horrible people, but she was my grandmother. Father was convinced she abandoned him and thus convinced me, but Izuku, sweet innocent Izuku, brought up the fact of villians targeting the family of heroes. It didn't stop the hatred of heroes, nobody came to save us when my father beat me and my sister for so much as mentioning the word, but it dulled the hatred of my grandmother, Shimura Nana, who was killed by Dad's hands. In those last moments, she chose her last action to be flipping him off and her last words to be "Fuck you." Truly the best role model.

I spent the next couple weeks going over plans with Dad and Kurogiri. We were in the middle of one such planning session when my phone rang. I answered it.

"Hell-"

"I got in!" Izuku screeched. "I got into UA!" He was crying again, I could hear it as he waited for my reaction.

I smiled. Well, at least he made it into general studies. UA's acceptance rate is low even for that. "That's great, greenbean," I said, happy for the lack of sleep I've had. It made it easier to sound like he woke me up in the middle of the night. "Is there any other reason you decided to wake me up in the middle of the night?"

"No. Sorry, Tenko. I just got a little over excited."

"Don't apologize. I'm going back to sleep. Night."

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Do I love screwing with characters? Yes I do.

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