The Quirked and the Quirkless (MHA)

Examining

School... Was a drag, to be honest.

Izuku Midoriya felt about done with it, but what's new?

On his way home, he experienced some strange things. One, there was someone watching him.

Two, that someone stands out so much and isn't necessarily quiet.

Izuku didn't want to deal with this right now. If they needed something, they could meet him at the park, that's what everyone does nowadays anyway.

When Izuku walked into the house, he was greeted by such a pissed of Hisashi, that he almost slammed the door and left. But of course, he didn't, he knew that'd only piss of Hisashi even more. Izuku didn't want that, this man had connections, connections that Izuku doesn't. Therefore, Izuku's an angel when at home, who knows, maybe Hisashi has an assassin stashed somewhere-

" Izuku ."

("Izuku." His mother looked at him with the most beautiful smile, but her eyes told everything about the exploding anger underneath. "-----, ------- ----." Izuku was so afraid of her anger he didn't hear what she said, but he didn't dare ask.)

Izuku glanced at Hisashi, "Yes, dad?"

"I told you to drop out of the hero course."

You tell me a lot of things, Izuku didn't dare say that now. He knew that staying silent would piss Hisashi off even more. It was unnerving how much he knew about Hisashi when it's only been a few weeks. "It's a process, dad."

Hisashi gritted his teeth in barely suppressed anger, "Izuku Mikumo Midoriya."

Izuku knew he was in some deep sh*t right now, "Yes, dad?"

"You are not a hero, and you never will be."

Ironic, Izuku found himself thinking, The Izuku from this universe would think otherwise though. But I'm not that Izuku, I'm Deku. "Okay, dad."

And there, Hisashi blew up. He grabbed Izuku by the hair, "Listen, you little— you will not be a hero. You will inherit One for All, you will continue the bloodline."

Izuku covered his mouth to prevent himself from doing anything in pain, he looked into Hisashi's eyes. The irony, Izuku thought, I already have One For All, you old fart. "Okay, dad."

The grip on Izuku's hair tightened, "Don't 'okay, dad' me, Izuku, who do you think you are?"

Oh, I know what I am. "Okay, sir."

The grip on his hair tightened again.

"Okay, Hisashi-san!"

His hair was let go. Hisashi glared at Izuku, "finally. I decided that until you complete the family business, you are not my son."

What's the family business? Izuku wanted to ask so badly, villainy? He stayed silent, however, to prevent the burning wrath.

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Izuku went to school the next day, and surprisingly, he didn't go to the office trying to drop out of the hero course. Hell nah, no matter what Hisashi says, Izuku's not giving up. Though he was in for a surprise when he walked into his 'hero class' for the day.

"Midoriya!" Nedzu chirped in greeting.

"Principal Nedzu," Izuku replied, "Why is..." He looked around spotting a few others like Aizawa and Present Mic. "...everyone here?"