A/N: I rarely say this for anything I write, because I normally don't want to have to but in this case I do. Please give this fic two or three chapters before you fully decide on it being good or bad, as the start is I admit a mess. the reason this chapter and the next one might be quite a mess compared to the rest is simply because not much changes up until combat training. There are a few elements that change though so i was torn between pretty much retyping the first few episodes in the same way or letting the start be a little messy and only showing the changes. for all your sakes so you don't get bored I decided on the latter.

"Kacchan! Kacchan!" Midoriya, a four-year-old with curly green hair and somewhat skinny body shouted excited, his little legs carrying him as fast as he could move to the blonde before him, Katsuki Bakugou. He was practically bursting with excitement and joy as shoved his hand near the other boy's face. "Look! Look!"

"Ugh, what Deku?" The child asked frustrated as he turned to the greenette. Some of the other kids in their class turned to them confused as well, as a teacher walked over. Furrowing a brow, Bakugou looked up at him. "No seriously, what am I supposed to be looking at?"

"The bump!" Midoriya giggled, as if it was the most obvious thing in the world. Looking back the blonde actually noticed it this time, eyes widening slightly as he began to frown. "Mom says it's my quirk starting to come in! We went to the doctors and they said it was new! Isn't that so cool! I can finally start practicing to be a hero!"

"What… is it?" Bakugou questioned, holding the greenette's hand in place with one of his own, voice sounding almost fearful. Then he balled his fist, tone coming out slightly angrier. "Ah whatever, it will probably still be usele-"

Before he could finish, the lump on the shorter boy's hand began to glow green, and both their eyes went wide as they suddenly were pulled together.

"Everyone get back!" The teacher yelled, holding some of the children back for their safety as an explosion of light occurred, blinding them all. It dissipated after moment and they turned back to see an odd sight. "What…. Bakugou? Midoriya?"

It was neither. It was both.

Sat where the two has been, a taller boy with blonde hair, possessing green highlights and curls sat, eyes almost completely dead. Then, he began to move, lurching back and forth as though something was ripping him apart from the inside.

"LET ME OUT! I DON'T KNOW HOW! WHAT THE HELL DEKU!? THIS IS- IM SORRY STOP STOPS STOPS LET ME OUT IM SORRY LET ME-"

Then his eyes went wide, and he burst apart as Midoriya and Bakugou flew out either side, colliding against the walls of the room.

"Oh my goodness! Are you two ok?!" The teacher asked concerned, as she looked between them both and walking towards Bakugou to help him out of the odd position he'd gotten stuck in.

"Kacchan….I-" He felt sick. He felt wrong, unclean. He felt like he'd done something horrific or something horrific had been done to him, he wasn't sure which way around.

"You're a monster!" The blonde shouted, as he scrambled onto his feet with a glare, hiding a fear behind his eyes. Then he snarled, as the teacher held him back. "You're still a useless Deku! But now you're a useless monster as well! Stay the hell away from me!"

He didn't know why. He didn't understand anything all of a sudden, everything was different.

It was the same.

It was wrong.

His heart felt like it was bursting out his chest as tears started to form in his eyes. Then, before he could stop himself, he ran out the room as he cried.

Of course it was an evil power. Of course it was.

Was it? He didn't know anything! He hated this!

It was the next day he had returned to the doctors. He'd refused to actually use the power again, but he'd agreed to answer questions and describe what he could.

His mom, Inko, had been behind him, silently keeping him calm the whole time by rubbing circles in his back as he talked. It had developed more since the previous day. Now there was a small jewel the size of an earring in his hand, of all things. It glowed red, reminiscent of Bakugou's eyes now he thought of.

Which meant when he looked at it he could only remember the horror in his friends eyes afterwards. He flinched, looking away while the doctor finished up his report.

Now, they were getting the results.

He hadn't liked how the light in his mother's eyes had died as she read it over, silently handing it to him without looking him in the eyes, frowning.

He gulped, taking the sheet and scanning it over. Some words were to big for him but he was smart enough to understand most of it.

Quirk: [Unnamed.]

Suggested name: Fusion

Type: Mutant

Physical Description: A small jewel, the size of a large earing is embedded in the user's hand. It Is green, and attached into hole in the flesh. Can be removed but takes great effort to.

Power Description: Not much known yet, due to user refusing to use power. Hypothesis is that he can fuse with anyone, provided their hands somehow interact with the jewel on his hand. Whether they can then control themselves in unknown, only example was completely split between the two and didn't last.

He didn't need to read anymore. He already knew why his mother had looked like she did now, as he stood up, quietly thanking the doctor and walking to the door. He needed a moment.

"Izuku!" Inko called, getting him to look back with a frown in the hospitals hall. "Don't just leave without….Izuku?"

"I….can't be a hero, can i?" He asked quietly, slumping against the wall as he closed his eyes. He wasn't going to cry.

He was NOT going to cry.

He started to cry.

"I can't…. do anything on my own. I'm as useless as Kacchan says." He muttered as he slid onto his knees, eyes clenched tight. "Even my power literally needs someone else."

"Izuku…." Inko muttered, her own voice wavering as she looked down at him.

"Mom…. Do you…. Do you think they're right?" He asked, almost deathly quiet as he clutched the carpet, the only thing even grounding him at the moment. "Can I ever even… Please…."

"There he is. Useless Deku!"

People laughed. They pointed at him. His only comforts where his notebooks, as he clutched them to his chest. He might as well be quirkless, he needed all he could get.

"I mean I hear he can do something if someone would go with him, but that would mean someone would have to actually like him." Another laughed, shoving him away. "And we all know that will never happen.

"Tell me…."

It hurt, it hurt so much. His chest felt like it would explode.

"Oh yeah, Midoriya, you want to go to U.A too, right?"

Silence, then laughter. An explosion went off in his face.

"WHAT THE HELL DO YOU THINK YOUR DOING YOU FREAK?! SOMEONE AS USELESS AS YOU DOESN'T DESERVE TO HANG WITH THE BEST OF THE BEST."

"Can I…."

His notebook was destroyed, as the continued to laugh at him. It was all he was good for to them, a cheap laugh.

He hated it.

"You know. If you want a second chance so bad, there is another way. Hope for the best and take a swan dive off the roof of the building."

Bakugou's grin turned malicious as he walked away.

"At least then I wouldn't have to look at you."

Slime burst through his mouth, he felt like he'd choke. Was this the end? Was this really how he'd die?

Maybe it was for the best, he was just a waste of space anyways…

"TEXAS SMASH."

"Can I still be a hero Mom?!"

Her eyes met his, and she started to breakdown herself, pulling her closer. She never said a word, because there was none she would say that wouldn't make him worse.

Even his own mother thought he couldn't do anything…..

This was his last chance, he couldn't let the blonde get away. His hair was a mess from the flight and he was winded but he couldn't let him go.

"Can I be a hero, even with a useless quirk?! My power…. It's worthless without another person, I might as well be quirkless on my own. Despite that though, can I be a hero like you?!"

His mother shattered his hopes without meaning to that day, as he cried harder and harder. There was barely anything he could cling to ground him, and a part of him decided to ignore everything.

'You can do it! No one has seen it yet is all, maybe you can…. Maybe you…'

He looked up, in a state of shock at the man before him, skinnier and coughing blood like the boy had been coughing up slime. His injury was sickening, purple and bruised and making the greenette queasy.

"Heroes have to be able to fight all the time, against all the opponents they come across no matter what, if no one else is around. So honestly no, I don't think you could be a hero."

His heart shattered a final time. The blonde lifted himself up with a sigh, beginning to walk off.

"It's alright to have a dream young man…. Just… make sure that dream is obtainable, realistic. There are plenty of other professions were you can help people, maybe apply for the police. They get a lot of flak for mostly arresting villains heroes already stopped but it's still a noble enough profession. "

With that, the blonde left leaving Midoriya to stare down at his own feet, mouth dry and eyes starting to tear up. "A… realistic dream… where I can help people…."

"You know. If you want a second chance so bad, there is another way. Hope for the best and take a swan dive off the roof of the building."

He was just a waste of space.

"At least then I wouldn't have to look at you."

He gritted his teeth, shakily looking up. He was on a roof, after having his dreams finally crushed.

Was this a sign? Even whatever god there was didn't want him around?

He did his best not to sob as he walked forward on shaky feet, leaning over the handle bar.

It was high enough. It would hurt for just a moment, but he always hurt anyways.

What did a few more seconds of pain matter?

Slowly, he began to lift himself up, ready to finally do something good for a change.

BOOM!

Then Mustafu's market district went up in flames, causing him to fall back. He looked up surprised.

At the time, he was annoyed that it stopped him, but as his feet naturally carried him away from the railing to go see what was going on….

Never did he think he would be so thankful for a villain making a get away.

He wasn't even sure why he was going to the scene.

It wasn't like he could do anything, even if he was able to and the pro's probably had it under control. There was no reason for him to be here.

Then he saw who it was. The slime villain that had attacked him earlier that same day. He dropped his charred notebook in surprise, as his hand to shot to his mouth.

How had the villain even gotten away from All Might?!

Then Midoriya remembered how he'd followed All Might in the first place. He'd jumped on the man, clinging onto whatever he could grab. The man stored the villain in a bottle in his pocket…

The pocket Midoriya had ended up gripping onto to not fall. He'd felt the weight shift at the time but hadn't questioned it.

'This is…. My fault….'

He couldn't just leave well enough alone.

"Why aren't the pro's doing anything!?"

"The villains got a hostage, it's just a kid."

"What?! How did this guy even get away?! I thought All Might was chasing him?!"

'I'm so… so sorry.'

Bakugou was right. He conceded quietly. He looked up, feeling guilt and fear and panic overriding him.

Then he met the hostages terror filled red eyes. Bakugou's red eyes. He realized, it wasn't his own emotions he was feeling.

Somehow…. He was feeling Bakugou's.

His own thoughts ceased. His own emotions came back and before he knew what he was doing, he had already sprinted out of the crowd and half way towards the villain.

"WHAT THE HECK IS HE DOING?! STOP KID! YOUR GONNA GET YOURSELF KILLED!"

He didn't understand! Why was he moving?! Why couldn't he stop?!

Did…. Did it matter? Whether he died here or not wasn't something he really cared about anymore. A slime appendage shot into the sky as Midoriya gritted his teeth, reaching out his hand with the jewel inside.

He could at least try to help! Bakugou's eyes met his as he tore down the slime, freeing the blonde's mouth as he reached in.

"DEKU?! WHAT THE HELL ARE YOU DOING HERE?!

"I DON'T KNOW, MY BODIES JUST MOVING!"

"WAIT- DON'T YOU DARE-"

It was too late though, Midoriya's hand pressed against the blonde and the power kicked in. He struggled, trying to get away but the two were pulled together and those horrible feeling from long ago returned once more.

"NO! I REFUSE!" Their odd, combined form screamed, his voice a discordant harmony of their own. "STOP IT KACCHA-LET ME OUT DEKU!"

They tumbled back, and the slime villain just grinned as they suddenly flew apart, defusing.

"Hahaha! I have no idea what you were thinking kid but now I have TWO hostages!" The slime villain laughed as two appendages flew into the air, ready to come crashing down on them.

"TWO? I COUNT ZERO!" A booming voice said, pulling all attention towards the source. All Might, in his bulky muscular form shot forth. "DETROIT…. SMAAAASH!"

With his punch, the villain suddenly blew apart and Midoriya could finally breathe for a minute. At least until the pro's arrived.

He was reprimanded hard, while Bakugou got praise for his bravery. Midoriya sighed.

He couldn't even kill himself right.

With that depressing thought, he'd ended up just walking away from the pro's without a word, ignoring their shouts at him to come back.

Maybe he should just go to sleep and hope he never woke up when he got home. That was the only appealing thought to him as he made his way home. It wasn't like a new chance was going to just suddenly appear in front of him-

"I AM HERE!"

Falling back, the boy shouted in surprise as he looked up towards All Might. He turned to him, laughing at his position. "What are you doing on the floor, my boy?"

'It's about a good a place as any for living garbage to be.' He thought, but decided against saying it aloud. Instead he decided to ask a question of his own. "How did you get rid of those reporters I saw swamping you when I left?"

"Ahaha! I stand for justice! Not soundbytes! Because I…. I am All Migh-UGH!" Instead of finishing, the blonde ended up coughing more blood as he deflated. Groaning, he wiped it away and looked at the greenette. "Young man, I came to apologize, and to give you and offer."

"Huh? Apologize?"

"Yes. I think I may have been too hard on you back on that roof. I let my own frustrations get the better of me, and I projected them onto you. I said you couldn't be a hero, but back then you acted when no one else would. Someone who believed they couldn't do anything to help, still tried while pro's faltered." The man said dramatically, as Midoriya picked himself up. "It's a trait I myself should never have forgotten. You may as well be a quirkless fanboy, but you inspired me to act too, to save a life."

"It… wasn't anything special. I thought I just got in the way." Midoriya said quietly, looking away as he scratched the back of his neck. "The other pro's said as much."

"Young Man, let me ask you a question. That odd child I saw just before you returned, am I to presume that is your quirk?" The blonde asked, and Midoriya nodded. "It was…. Interesting to say the least. I…. have an offer, that will likely make it much better than it is now."

"H-huh?" Midoriya questioned, looking up with a quirked brow. "What do you mean, make better?"

"Allow me to tell you about my power, young man. About the quirk that is One for All, a quirk I wish to pass onto you!"

Midoriya felt like he might faint. Actually scratch that.

He fell backwards as everything went black. He did faint.

Once he came to, All Might had told him all about One for All.

A quirk that stockpiled power and could be passed on from person to person, improving their every attribute. Their speed, their strength, their reaction time and their quirk.

A power that could allow him to stop being useless. A power being offered to him. A sacred power.

It was a decision that needed care, tact, thought put into it. So of course instead of doing any of that he just immediately said yes.

Of course he would. He could finally leave his days of being useless behind. He wouldn't need fusion!

Of course, though he wouldn't know it for another eleven months, that last part was where he was wrong.

Midoriya let out a sigh as he walked towards the imposing building that was U.A. high school. It had taken months and months of extensive training but he was finally here, ready to make his dreams a reality.

All Might's power would be flowing through him any time now, and he was more than confident in his abelites for the written exam. Nothing could stop him now!

Except a small crack in the sidewalk, that his foot got caught in. He resigned himself to his fate as he fell forward, ready to feel his face smack against hard concrete only to be surprised when it never came.

Opening his eyes, he was surprised to see he was hovering in the air, causing him to kick his feet about in something of a panic. "What the?!"

"Ehehe, sorry! I caught you with my quirk." A girls voice said, and he looked over to the source to see a girl with shoulder length brown hair who was setting him back onto the ground. "But if figured you wouldn't mind me catching you!"

"Uh…" Was all he said, staring. The girl laughed, looking towards the school. 'Real smooth, Midoriya. Real smooth.'

"Isn't this all like, super nerve wracking?" She asked, rubbing her own arms to psyche herself up. She looked back at him with a smile. "Well, I'll see you inside!"

"Uhh….." 'Say SOMETHING!' "You too…"

He sighed as the girl walked humming. He was a moron through and through. Though, despite himself a small smile started to appear on his face. 'i… talked to a girl!'

That was a good feeling at least, one he could carry into the exam. Except before he could actually walk ahead a hand laid down on his shoulders, and his eyes widened as he recognized the smoke coming off it.

"Deku…" The hands owner growled, and the greenette looked back to see Bakugou glaring at him. "Who the fuck told you that you were allowed to talk with anyone here? Let alone chicks for that matter?! You shouldn't even be here you freak, you don't deserve! Why don't you get lost while you still can?!"

"Uh… If your gonna treat people like that blondy, then the only one who doesn't deserve to be here is you." A new voice said, and both boys looked over to see a girl with pink skin and pitch black eyes, as well as curly pink hair. She glared at the blonde with a frown. "Leave the guy alone."

"tch. Typical fucking Deku. Can't even stand up for yourself without needing someone else." Bakugou growled, but he let go, stomping off. "Can't wait to see the look on your face when you finally realize you can't get in."

"What the hells his problem?" The pink skinned girl asked, offering a hand to the greenette to lift him up. "And are you ok?"

"I…I'm fine. Kacchan's always been like that." The boy said quietly, accepting the help. He tried not to make his shaking too obvious when he was actually being watched, but the girl noticed.

"He has no right saying others don't deserve in if that's how he acts. Anyways, I'm Mina Ashido." The girl introduced herself, giving the greenette a once over. "Who are you?"

"Uh, I-Izuku Midoriya." He said, turning towards the school. Mina frowned, before setting a hand on his shoulder with a smile.

"Well then, Midori, want to walk with me inside? I think it's better to go in with a little moral support anyways." Ashido offered, and he quietly nodded his head with a blush while the two walked inside. Mentally he began to scream in confusion and… he guessed joy? Honestly it had been so long he'd started to forget what happiness even felt like.

He had talked to two girls! And was even actually properly interacting with one of them at least!

The two hadn't talked much on the way in, but it was still nice and the girl somehow had an almost calming presence that made him more excited for what was in store next.

As Midoriya laid on the ground, limbs broken and the brunette from before puking beside him he regretted looking forward to this nightmare. Being sat next to a seething Bakugou for the majority of the written test had been bad enough.

Then that one blue haired teen had started embarrassing him in front of everyone present, calling out his unconscious muttering. He apologised but god did it feel… familiar and not in a good way.

After that little mishap, they'd been thrown into the practical exam and to put in the best terms, it had been an absolute disaster. He hadn't managed to score a single point.

The only time he'd used All Might's power had been just a few moments ago, when he'd seen the absurdly gigantic Zero Pointer barrelling towards the brunette who had stopped his fall.

His mind had blanked and he'd just done what felt natural, running in to save her. In the end, it broke him and she ended up having to save him. He could be sure of it.

He failed. That was all he could think as a small elderly woman smooched him back to full health.

He DIDN'T fail!

To his complete surprise, it had turned out that there was more to the exam than just defeating the villains. There had been another element to the scoring, rescue points.

When he'd run in to save the brunette, who he'd learned from his acceptance letter was called Ochaco Uraraka, he'd ended up securing himself seventy rescue points and the girl had even got some of her own for catching him.

He'd just barely got enough points to pass.

'Class 1-A, class 1-A!' He mentally repeated to himself as he hurried down the halls of U.A, looking for said class. It was where he'd been placed. Eventually, he stumbled across the room he was looking for, taking a deep breathe before he walked. 'Ok, Midoriya, don't freak out. You got in on your own merits, and this isn't middle school. I'm sure everyone will be nice.'

With that, he opened the door only to be immediately greeted by Bakugou and the blue haired teen from before arguing. He gulped as he took it in, realizing the seat he was assigned was just behind his former friend. 'Oh perfect.'

"Oh hey! It's you!" A voice called excited and Midoriya looked around to see the pink skinned girl from before bounding up to him, a grin on her face. "I'm glad you got in, I really enjoyed talking with you before the exam."

"A-ah, thanks!" The boy said, blushing lightly as he looked away, ignoring the dirty look he got from Bakugou as he did. The blue haired teen however walked up to him, and for a moment he worried he was about to be embarrassed in front of everyone again.

"Izuku Midoriya, right?" He asked, and the greenette nodded. Suddenly, the taller teen bowed down, voice taking on an apologetic tone. "Tenya Iida. I must apologize to you, Midoriya. I was dreadfully rude to you back during the exam, but you realized there was another element to the practical exam. Clearer you are the superior student. Forgive me."

At that, the greenette could only blink, looking to Mina for help only for the girl to be equally confused. "Uh, thanks but-"

"Oh hey I know that hair! You're the boy who saved me!" A new voice said, and he turned to see Uraraka standing there with a grin.

Somewhere near the back, he swore he could hear someone whispering about who he already seemed super popular. He really had no idea how to feel about that.

Maybe U.A. really wouldn't be anywhere near as bad as middle school, just a calm relaxing school day for once.

That sounded nice. Unfortunately they'd meet their homeroom teacher next and….

Shota Aizawa was anything but relaxing.

Midoriya could safely say neither the slime villain attack nor the fusions he'd been through with Bakugou compared to the fear that had gone through his heart when he'd seen his placement on the quirk tests their teacher had assigned them.

He'd told them whoever got last place would be expelled and without being able to use his quirk to his advantage without breaking, Midoriya had ended being the one who had ended up in that position.

Not even a day and he'd almost been expelled, not to mention Bakugou had gone nuts after seeing him use One for All once on the ball throw. Was this really all going to be for naught, even after he thought he'd finally gotten past the hardest part.

"And no one is going home."

Huh?!

"That was just a rational deception to make sure you all gave it your all on the tests."

Suddenly, Midoriya had a feeling he already knew who his least favourite teacher would be.

After the fiasco that was the quirk apprehension tests, Midoriya had gotten his fingers healed and went through the rest of the school day as normal, the class getting to know their teachers.

He'd been fully prepared at the end of the day to walk home alone, as he always had done for years. However, by the time he'd gotten halfway down the schools entrance walkway a voice had stopped him.

"HEY! MIDORI! WAIT UP!" A familiar voice shouted and he turned back, surprised to see Ashido bolting towards him, behind her Uraraka doing her best to keep up. After a moment, they both stopped before him, panting. "G-great….c-caught you in t-time…"

"Uh, are you two…ok?" The greenette asked, raising a brow as the girls caught their breaths. "What's the matter?"

"Just out of breathe. You weren't going to leave without saying goodbye were you?" Mina asked, standing back up with a teasing grin. At the accusation, the boy scratched the back of his head as he suddenly felt guilt creep up on him.

"Uhohsorryitsjustineverwalkhomewithanyonecausenooneeverwantstowalkwithsomeonelikemesoiguessijustassumednoonewouldlikemehereaswelland-" before he could continue, a hand placed itself over his mouth and he looked to see Uraraka stopping.

"Jeez, Deku, you sure can talk. Take a breathe." She said, removing her hand and the boy nodded, before his eyes went wide.

"D-deku?!"

"Well yeah? That's your name isn't it, that's what Bakugou called you?" The brunette asked, as the three continued walking.

"Wait, but his name's Izuku Midoriya, there's no Deku in that." Ashido pointed out with a frown and Midoriya sighed.

"W-well, Izuku is my real name, Deku is what Kacchan calls me to make fun of me." He explained, looking down at the street.

"….I'm really starting to want to melt that guy." Mina said as she balled her fists. "Just because he's insecure…"

"Yeah, that sucks. Though you know what?" Uraraka continued, smiling as she placed a hand on the greenette's shoulder. "I like Deku, it could make a great hero name. Plus, it's pretty cute."

He took a second to process that, as his face flushed. Then before he could even stop himself…

"Deku it is!" He said, looking away as he did and meeting Mina's gaze, which quickly became teasing.

"Changing your mind on it so quickly? Wow, I wonder why you might do that~" She laughed, and the boy frowned. Clapping her hands together she gave him a smile of her own. "Kidding! Though can I call you it as well then? I'd rather you have something good to think of it with then whatever it is right now."

"Uh…. Yeah, sure." Midoriya nodded, scratching the back of his neck. Before any of them could say anything else, the sound of someone clearing their throat got them to look back and see Iida walking towards them.

"Hello you three, do you mind if I join you?" He asked, adjusting his glasses. "I believe we're all heading to the same station anyways, and I was hoping I could ask Midoriya some questions about his quirk."

"Uh, sure. If the girls are ok with it, then I'm fine with it." Midoriya shrugged, unable to help the small grin starting to form on his face.

So this was what it felt like to have friends who didn't just put you down at every opportunity.

It was nice.

This was his new start. New quirk, new friends, new school.

The only reminder of his past would be Bakugou. Not even fusion would make a return….

At least, that's what he planned. As it would turn out, fate had different plans, and they were only a day away from being set into motion.

The first time Midoriya would ever be part of a successful fusion. He didn't even know he was standing beside the other piece of that fusion.

Looking back on it though, he'd be glad for her being there.