#rcsentful

They say time heals all wounds. 

As memories faded over the years, so did most of the pain. The past remained, but it was something he was instructed against dwelling in. Move on, carry on, look to the future and shape the present, no matter how difficult this task may be. 

His fist smashed against the villain’s face, green light illuminating the other’s mask. Izuku pulled his arm back, just in case he needed to strike once more. That fist ended up hanging in the air for a long time, perfectly stationary at first, then subtly quivering. By the time it was full on shaking, tears were glistening in Izuku’s eyes. 

“No way...” Heavy incredulity, but accompanied by a hint of joy that simply could not be contained.

A crack had formed on the villain’s mask, splitting it straight down the middle. Emerald eyes, freckles, lips pressed into a thin line - it was like looking into a mirror. 

Nineteen...twenty...twenty-one. He counted all the way up to thirty before he started searching. Izuku found everyone within five minutes...all except for his twin. They called out, letting the other know the game was over since it was almost time for dinner. When the younger Midoriya didn’t reappear, all the other kids helped Izuku search until their legs were weak. Darkness gathered and worried parents came seeking. Izuku and his mother went through the entire park many times that night, but they still couldn’t find him. The Midoriya family went down from three people to two, and mom cried every night after she thought Izuku had fallen asleep. It was terrible to see how fast everyone forgot about him...even the police. By the time Izuku was in middle school, one of their old friends remembered him as an only child. So many of them just moved on, but Izuku never could. 

“Mikumo, my god-” 

"...Do you... still yearn for home?" Ibara rarely spoke to Midoriya-- largely because Ibara rarely spoke with other members of the league in general, and Midoriya's withdrawn nature (the nature of his presence there) made it hard to start conversation.

"Hey kid, wanna get something to eat?"

When he had been tasked with infiltrating the League, he wasn't exactly certain what he would be walking into. Which, he guessed, was the whole reason he was there. He knew who he was dealing with thanks to the debriefing he got from the Commission. Only Hawks didn't at all remember a kid being mentioned. Hence his surprise when he did finally get the chance to do some work for the League and met Izuku in passing.

A low hiss like noise escaped involuntary from her lips, due to the gauze cotton ball with antiseptic coming in contact with the fresh new burns on her arm. She was doing her best not to make too much noise when treating her injuries, not wanting to make a big fuss about it. Or come off as weak for not being able to handle a burn like this, though this wasn’t just any normal burn. 

It was from Dabi’s intense blue flames, even more so potent than usual because of her amplifying it while he was still testing her along with pushing her limits. As well as his own, since the toll on his body wasn’t as strained. Thanks to her quirk taking most of it and being a sort of buffer while making it stronger than normal.

Carefully she finished disinfecting her wound with a wince and went to grab some bandages to wrap it with, noticing they were starting to run out. They sure were going through a lot of first aid supplies lately, but she doesn’t remember anyone coming back with serious injuries.

She was just thinking of making a run out later on to get more supplies to help out, when the door behind her opened with a creak. Making her flinch thinking it was Dabi looking for her and she was taking too long addressing her wounds.

“I’m just about finished with the first aid kit, I’ll be done in another few minutes.” Leia nodded, starting to wrap her arm up with the bandages and turned around to face him. But it wasn’t Dabi in the doorway, it was someone she wasn’t expecting to find here with the league.

Leia stared at Izuku a moment, wondering if she was seeing things, was he really here? Her eyes slowly started to fill with tears, so relieved to see him, he had gone missing a few months ago and everyone had thought the worst.

It was strange to hear Izuku claim to be apart of something that he never could have imagined. It made him take a couple of steps back. Though, he wanted to ask the other again just to make sure he had heard right. “Oi, nerd did you really just call yourself a villain?” Katsuki asked. When people met him they always assumed he’d be the villain, but he had never expected Izuku to say something like that. Even after the countless times that Katsuki told him in the past that he shouldn’t be a hero. Katsuki never once thought of Izuku as a villain. 

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Hearing a cry for help, the pro hero quickly stopped to see what exactly was going on. It only took him to second to realize that it was some sort of petty theft. Spotting the possible thief, Endeavor took off and easily out sped the thief. Landing in front of him, and making many civilians scramble out of the way, he crossed his arms as he glared down at the young boy. 

“Hand over whatever you stole, kid,” he huffed.

It was night time, and so far, he had no souls to take care of. However, as he was clambering on the roof tops, he noticed someone alone on one of them. He smelled a bit of depression clinging to the stranger.