The (h/c) haired girl was walking through the streets of Japan, she wasn't from there but was there to look at potential high schools. She passed a middle school and coming from it was a green-haired boy. Although she knew it was rude to stare, she couldn't help but notice his down-hearted appearance and how tightly he was clenching his bags' straps.
As he walked passed, he muttered under his breath, "That jerk."
Thinking she had accidently bumped into him, she was about to apologize when-
"He can't just go around telling people to commit suicide."
Concerned, she began following the boy, wanting to make sure he wouldn't do anything.
He was heading towards the school's courtyard and began to speak again, "What if I actually did? What would he do then?"
The girl did not like where this conversation was headed and was about to speak up when the boy stopped in front a small fish pond.
He looked down and said, "My dreams have become fish food."
At that, despite the tense atmosphere, she couldn't help but release a little laugh. She quickly slapped a hand over her mouth, but it was too late, the boy heard.
"AHH! Who's there?!?!?" He screeched spinning around.
Stepping out of your hiding spot, you gave a sheepish grin, "Sorry."
Grabbing his notebook, he clutched it protectively against his chest and peeked over, "W-who are you? W-what do you want?"
You gave a bashful smile, "Um, well you see, funny story. I, uh, well, I thought you were going to commit suicide and wanted to stop you."
"E-eh? But why would you think that?" The green haired boy couldn't believe he was talking to such a pretty girl and for so long too!
"You were muttering something about a jerk who wanted you to kill yourself."
"O-oh? Y-you heard that?" He stammered, his adrenaline was fading, leaving him a blushing mess.
"Anyway, if you don't mind me asking, why was this asshole telling you that in the first place. You seem like a nice person," she continued.
"He was making fun of me, because...," the boy's loose hands became tight fists as he mentally decided whether he should tell you about him being quirkless.
Sensing his hesitation, which you can't blame him for, since you're a stranger, you told him, "It's okay, you don't have to tell me. I was just curi-"
"No! It's okay!" He blurted out, not wanting to hurt your feelings, but then he realized he interrupted you and began bowing, "Sorry! I'm so sorry! I didn't mean to interrupt you!"
You smiled and put your hands up slightly, "No! No! It's okay!"
After he stopped apologizing, awkward silence filled the air.
You moved closer to him and sat on the edge of the fountain, "Sorry if I seemed to forward with wanting to know."
"No really it's okay. It's just... He was making fun of me...because....I...I want to be a hero," the greenette was disappointed in himself that he wouldn't tell you about his condition but he didn't want to loose his new friend.
"Well that's stupid."
It looked like a bolt of lightning struck through him, "Eh?!?!?"
"Wait no! Not your dreams being stupid! The fact that he's making fun of it!" You quickly fixed your mistake.
This calmed him down and he looked at you, "W-what do you mean?"
"I think it's amazing that you want to be a hero. The fact that you want to help people, and make the world a better place." You smiled sadly and looked off into the distance, ignoring the boy's curious gaze, "Being a hero takes courage. And even thinking of being willing to put your life on the line for people you don't know, is admirable- no matter if it's for fame or fortune, it still takes guts. Me? Where I come from it is so hard being a hero. So the fact that you're even willing to try, just proves that you can definitely be one, no matter how many road bumps there are."
The boy's eyes became watery and he smiled adorably, "Really?"
"Well I certainly think so." You said back.
Feeling that what you said was enough, you began getting ready to leave when you felt his hand wrap around your wrist, "W-wait! What's your name?"
You smiled, "I'm (y/f/n) but you can call me (y/n). And you?"
"Midoriya Izuku," he said shyly, releasing your wrist.
"Okay, it's good I have your name, otherwise I would have kept calling you Broccoli." You joked.
A little while later, you guys exchanged numbers, even though he was blushing and stammering as he did so. You noticed the time and got up to leave, "Well it was really nice meeting you, Broccoli but I have to go home soon. I was supposed to be looking at schools but oh well."
He nodded and grabbed his bags too, "Y-yeah, me too. My mom's probably worried. Which way are you going?"
Izuku was astonished with himself. He somehow managed to uphold a conversation with a nice person, more importantly, a nice girl, and had become friends with her! Everything that happened earlier seemed to slip to the back of his mind. The words you had said earlier comforted him, and he once again believed in himself. Nobody had ever said he could be a hero, so the fact that you had really made him happy. Sure you didn't know he was quirkless but nevertheless-!
"Izuku? Izuku did you hear me?" Your voice snatched him out of his thoughts.
"Huh? Oh! Sorry! I got lost in my thoughts and-"
"It's okay. I was just saying that I turn at the bridge nearby." You responded.
"Oh really? I'm heading that way too!" He said excitedly.
"Really! We can walk together then!"
You both began heading towards the tunnel that would later change Izuku's life forever. You chatted to him about not being from Japan and how you wanted to go to high school there. He was suprised, since you spoke fluent Japanese almost perfectly. You told him it was because your parents had family that lived in Japan and they had wanted you to be able to communicate with them. However, although you had almost perfected the language, you were definitely not perfect with the cultural aspects such as adding '-chan' '-san' and other honorifics. He in turn, told you about his life and Bakugou Katsuki and the whole sob story behind that. He also told of his dreams of going to U.A High School and you privately thought that it might be a good school to look into. Finally, you reached the tunnel and said your farewells.
"It was really nice meeting you Izuku-kun!" You said happily giving him a hug.
His face light up like a Christmas tree as the words 'Izuku-kun' kept repeating, "I-it w-was nice to m-meet you t-too!"
Waving as you began to walk off, you shouted back to him, "About Bakugou, remember that a person's words will only have as much of an effect on you as you let them! Hope I see you again!"
He stared at you as you walked away, extremely happy. He hoped that you would keep in touch since you seemed very pleasant to be around. Waving back, he yelled, "Bye (l/n)-san!"
As he went under the bridge, you turned left and began walking towards your cousins' home.
Once there, you entered and immediately sweatdropped. Your cousins, both boys, were each hiding behind the two sofas while yelling and throwing kitchen supplies at one another. In the middle of the war zone, with pots and pans flying over his head, was your uncle, who was tied up and angrily screaming at them, highly agitated.
"WILL YOU TWO IDIOTS STOP ARGUING AND UNTIE ME! I TRY FIXING THE TV FOR YOU AND THIS IS HOW YOU REPAY ME?!?!?" Your uncle, whose name was Yamoto Mizuo, thrashed about, rocking the chair he was tied to.
Completely ignoring him, your cousins, the twins Yamoto Ikio and Yamoto Ryan, continued screaming st each other.
"WHY DIDN'T YOU GIVE ME THE REMOTE! I MISSED MY EPISODE OF KEEPING UP WITH THE KARDASHIANS!" Ikio screamed, using his quirk to dump the three month old sushi on top of Ryan's head.
"YOU AND YOUR STUPID AMERICAN REALITY TV SHOWS! I NEEDED TO FINISH WATCHING THAT SPORTS DOCUMENTARY FOR GYM CLASS!" Ryan angrily used his quirk to create a miniature tornado to toss the new frying pan your uncle bought at Ikio's face.
Sighing, you facepalmed and walked away from the scene, towards the hallway, "I'll be in my room if anyone needs me."
"WAIT! YOU'RE NOT GOING TO HELP YOUR POOR UNCLE! AFTER GIVING YOU A ROOF OVER YOUR HEAD AND FOOD AND CLOTHING! PLEASE UNTIE ME!" Your uncle tried to desperately grab your attention but the noise from the ruckus the twins were making was too loud, so it didn't make much difference.
Going into your room you mumbled to yourself, "I'm kind of curious to know how Uncle got tied up this time but knowing him, it was the backfire of his quirk again."
Your uncle had a "quick fix" quirk where something could work right for about 10 minutes. The downfall was that technology hated him, no matter how hard he tried to say that it wasn't true, it was oddly suspicious that as soon as he used his power, anything that used technology would short circuit and attack him.
After the first few times, you learned to keep your phone and laptop as far away from the man as possible. Heading towards your bed, you resuming packing up your things. You were flying back home to America early tomorrow morning and wanted everything to be ready.
Grabbing your suitcase, you went back to the living room, where the fighting was still going on.
"So my stuff is ready..." you said nonchalantly.
Immediately, the fighting stopped and it even seemed like your Uncle's binds dissappeared.
"NOOOOOO WHY IS MY (Y/N)-CHAN LEAVING UUUUSSSSSSS?!?!?!?" Ikio cried while depriving you of all oxygen.
"DID THE STUPID IDIOT DO SOMETHING TO MAKE YOU UPSET? I'LL KILL HIM FOR YOU!!!!!" Ryan yelled, tightly squeezing you.
"WAS THE FOOD NOT TO YOUR LIKING?!?!?" Your uncle sobbed, also joining the 'let's kill (y/n) by suffocating her!' cult.
"Ugh...can't...breathe....stop smothering me with your love!" You groaned.
Their grip only tightened, "No! Why are you leaving us?????"
"Oh my Cheezits, guys! My plane flight is tomorrow!" You scolded them.
Immediately, you felt the sweet glorious thing called air re-enter your lungs as your family lets you go.
"Oh...right...I almost forgot about that..." Ryan said sheepishly.
"I STILL DON'T SEE WHY YOU HAVE TO GO!!!!" Ikio lunged for you, trying to bring you back into the death cuddle.
A large gust of wind pushed against Ikio's head, knocking him down, and Ryan made the wind dissappear with a wave of his hand.
"Please shut up." He said coldly.
"Anyway! CLEAN UP THIS MESS YOU MADE, YOU GOOD FOR NOTHING BUMS! YOU'RE MAKING ME LOOK BAD!" Your uncle screeched, flailing his arms about.
"B-but this mess..." Ryan muttered looking at the mountains of trash.
"It's too big!" Ikio whimpered.
"And it's yours to clean up!" Mizuo said gleefully, wrapping his arms around his sons' necks.
"Furthermore, as revenge, you also need to make dinner and will have to drive (y/n) to the airport!" He exclaimed pointing towards the air.
"Oh come on! I wanted to sleep in!" Ryan complained
"That's not fair!" Ikio pouted.
"Eh. Too bad. I'm going to take a nap but when I wake up, this place better be spotless. Or else!" He threatened.
As soon as he was out of earshot, the twins came up to you and put on their best puppy dog eyes.
"Please help us, (y/n)-chan!" They begged.
You stared at them, "..."
They looked anxiously at you.
"No."
"Oh please! We'll do anything!" Ikio said on his knees.
"Anything?" You let out an evil laugh.
"You idiot! It's that laugh! Quick take it back," Ryan yelped.
"Mwahahahahahahahahahahahahahahaha! Too late peasants! The deal has been been made!" You laughed maniacally.
"What have I done?" Ikio looked upon you in horror.
You chuckled, "Well peasants! You must........"
The twins chringed, prepared for the worst.
"Actually, I have no idea. I'll save it for later."
Their shoulders slumped.
"That was highly anti-climatic." They said in unison.
You grabbed some of the pots and started bringing them to the kitchen, but you were stopped by Ikio's hand, "Wait a minute! Where are you going?"
"To put these pots into the kitchen...?" You said unsure.
"Why don't you just use your quirk, dipshit?" Ryan said.
"You know I don't like using it."
"It's the fastest way, you know the old man doesn't take long naps." He retorted.
"Ugh fine," you grumbled.
"YAY!" Ikio said excitedly.
"Yeah, yeah. Step aside unless you want to get hit by the old sushi."
You focused on the room and thought up a song that would fit this mess. Then you remembered, Disney always has the answer.
"7 AM, the usual morning, lineup," you begun to sing When Will My Life Begin? from Tangled.
The room began to glow a light yellow and you knew your magic was at work.
"Start on the chores and sweep till the floor's all clean,"
Brooms came out and began sweeping all over as your cousins' jaws dropped.
"Polish and wax, do laundry and mop and shine-up,"
Everything was following the orders of the song, and it looked like a scene from Fantasia or something.
"Sweep again and by then it's like 7:15." You continued singing through the song. Finally reaching the part that you were going to stop at.
"And cook and basically,
Just wonder when will my life begin?" To top it off, you spun around grinning.
After finishing, you quickly went to the kitchen to get a glass of water for your dry throat.
"Oh my god, I live with a fucking Disney princess." Ryan mumbled.
"That...was...AMAZING!" Ikio jumped up and down like a child who was trying to grab his present from a high shelf.
"Okay, I cleaned, you cook." You said.
"Yes Ma'am!" They saluted and quickly went away.
You back to your room and pulled out your laptop, then you began looking up the school Izuku had told you about.
"U.A. High School," you mumbled.
"Sounds interesting.............."