The Emperor's Dragon

First Difference

"You wanted to see me?" Yagi Toshinori said softly as he carefully slid into the seat. Since the advent of quirks, seating, even at family restaurants like the one Naomasa had chosen had gotten stronger, but he had long ago gotten used to the fact that he was a big man. Sometimes, even reinforced furniture had troubles with him and while he was happy signing autographs, so far he hadn't been recognised and knew that his friend had selected this restaurant because he didn't want to be seen.

"I thought you'd like the food," Tsukauchi said, taking a gulp of his coffee. He had a beef bowl in front of him and was liberally spooning pink ginger from the small caddy on to the rice.

Yagi was saved from answering as a waitress plonked down a green tea and looked at him expectantly. "Same as him," Toshinori mumbled, with his head down. He didn't need to look up to know that she nodded and went back to the kitchen.

The beef bowl was the house specialty after all.

"Now that I have the food?" Yagi asked. The longer he was here, the more chance someone might recognise him. Technically the food wasn't here, but it would arrive shortly. They prided themselves on speed.

Tsukauchi broke his chopsticks and took a large mouthful. He seemed pleased.

"You always put on too much ginger," Toshinori said as the waitress returned, sliding a tray in front of him. There was a small bowl of sliced cabbage beside the beef bowl. The waitress didn't bother to wait and walked away again, calling a greeting to a family that had just come through the door.

A folder had appeared on the table. Naomasa slid it across the small space, not taking his hand from it. His eyes met Yagi's and the Number One Hero felt a flash of worry. There was something he wasn't saying.

Instead of eating, he pulled the papers to him and flipped open the cover. So much was digital these days but some things with the police hadn't changed. Yagi frowned as he skimmed the first page. "This is a missing person's case," he murmured quietly. The question was carried in his tone.

Tsukauchi brought him information but never anything about routine cases. He wanted to help, and he would help if All Might could but this one didn't seem to have anything he could do. No matter how much he wanted.

"Keep reading," the Officer said, tucking back into his over gingered rice.

Yagi flipped through several pages. "I don't see how this relates to All Might." The Number One Hero was the Symbol of Peace, and sure, he'd find missing children if he could but Naomasa knew he was hunting someone else at the moment. And the sooner he found that someone else, the better. For everyone. Tsukauchi knew that because he was one of the few who knew what finding All For One meant to him. Yagi never thought that his friend would bring him information that didn't relate to that.

"Keep reading," Naomasa repeated.

Toshinori shook his head as he flipped through the pages like a flip book. The fanning pages stopped at a photo and he tugged it out of the loose sheets.

His heart froze. He felt his throat close. "What is this?" Yagi demanded, taking care not to crack the table. The photo was simple. It displayed a family, or at least what he assumed was a family. There was a green haired woman staring out from the image with a smile. Standing in front of her was a green haired boy. His smile was huge and her hands were on his shoulders, as if she had to hold him in place for the photo. Standing beside them both, looking down at the child with a gentle smile was a white haired man.

A man he recognised.

Tsukauchi looked up at him. "Hisashi Midoriya, his wife Inko and their son, Izuku."