HalfafanD: Alright, finally. Here we go. I've been waiting to get to this chapter. I doubt you'll realize this yourself as I'll have probably posted all of these chapters when I finish all of them. But it actually took a while for me to type this one out.

See, when I was outlining the script for this chapter (again, mainly bullet points of vague plot), I was also writing something else separate to the chapters that I was gonna add in later. You'll figure it out here in a second (but if you don't I'll tell you at the end of this chapter).

The plan was for this piece to be spread across either the story in later chapters, or across one single chapter. I went for the latter and placed it here. But when typing the first 3-4 chapters, I still hadn't finished it. I was actually in the middle of writing it when I decided to take a break by writing the first few chapters to get ahead of the game.

So it took me a while to finish this chapter since I had to wait until I finished the piece. Hope you understand. But I doubt you'll complain much since I'll probably upload it soon after the previous so it hardly matters.

Also I'm sure some of you may be curious as to which I watch, Sub or Dub. I'm actually both. Though I mainly watch Dub for My Hero Academia. The cast is really good. I will admit though you miss out on some pretty great lines in the Sub. I'm sure you guys were a bit confused since I was mainly using the Dub version of addressing the characters but also was using suffixes like sensei or senpai. That's just because the show takes place in Japan. So I didn't exactly want to drop that culture.

But whatever, on with the chapter!

Disclaimer: I don't own anything related to My Hero Academia. It all belongs to Kōhei Horikoshi.

Like All Might Like Small Might

Toshinori,

You know, it still feels odd calling you by your real name after all these years. I am and always have been your biggest fan after all. You've always been "All Might" to me.

In any case, I am to assume that if you are reading this then I am no longer of this earth. I do not know where we stand now in the future, that is if we ever even reconciled things between us. But I would like to apologize now for my actions in the past. It was unbecoming of a sidekick, a fan, and a friend. Please understand though that I had your best interest at heart.

"...And then, Deku threw a punch and destroyed the entire robot! It was amazing!"

"Oui, Mademoiselle. Midoriya was truly magnifique. A shining beacon in the sky."

A certain ivory/red-head turned to the greenette. "Is that true, Midoriya?"

Said boy blushed. "Well, yeah. But it was nothing, really."

After their morning classes had ended, the students and their parents all went to the cafeteria for lunch. Seeing as all the parents were visitors, the staff had assured them that they'd be able to help themselves to the food as well. In fact, Lunch-Rush was positively thrilled to cook for more people. Going all out to create a wider selection of dishes and even walking around to ask for feedback. It was safe to say that the lunch hero was having the time of his life.

Originally, the students would all sit at their respective tables with their friends. But today, many of the parents wanted to get to know each other as well as the other kids. So naturally, the tables were rearranged to provide plenty of seats. It wasn't normally allowed to move around the seats and tables. But seeing as it was a special day, the staff allowed it.

This is where Izuku found himself. Sitting in his own chair next to his mother surrounded by his entire class and their families. A blushing mess as his classmates sung praises of his exploits. Of course that wasn't how it started out.

Initially everyone began telling their parents stories of everything that had happened since starting school here. Some though had already told them everything, so instead they added details left out from before.

Though seeing how a lot of the excitement that happened involved Izuku most of the time, it was only natural the conversation would turn to him.

Iida brushed off with a wave of his hand. "Nonsense Midoriya. It was you who saw the true test in the exam. Even I overlooked such a blatant detail."

The engine user's mother smiled. "Are you still on that, Tenya? You passed with flying colors. Your brother and I are proud of you."

"Yes, but in my haste, I left a comrade to nearly perish. If I had not thought of it as an exam," He grit his teeth, fists clenched. "I would've done the same thing."

Ochako gave a bubbly smile. "It's okay Iida. We were all scared of that robot."

"I'll say." Kaminari piped up. "When that thing appeared I ran for the hills."

"Yeah right!" The explosive blond sprung up. "I tore that hung of metal to shreds! As if the shitty nerd could beat that thing up better than me!"

Everyone sweat-dropped. This kid really got accepted as a student? The parents wondered.

It was one thing to see him chained up at the sports festival on TV. It was another to actually meet the kid.

Mitsuki smacked her son upside the head. "Stop cussing, Katsuki! Where are your manners?! And what did I tell you about ragging on Inko's little boy?!"

"Stop hitting me, hag!"

"Don't you take that tone with me, young man!"

"Come on you two. Please stop." Her husband tried to diffuse the situation. "We're causing a disturbance."

More sweat-drops. And now we know where he gets it from.

Takahiro smiled, turning to Izuku. "Well in any case I'm glad Ochako made it out alright. Thank you."

The boy sputtered. "Oh no, it was nothing, really."

"Are you kidding? You saved my daughter. That's more than I could ever ask of a friend of hers."

The boy stared at the parent in amazement, truly taken aback by the show of gratitude. Not something he was used to.

Finally, he returned the gesture. His smile rivaling the cutest of puppies. "Thank you, sir!"

The man nodded, happy to have made the boy smile.

Izuku then noticed a familiar mop of blond hair from behind the man. His sharp vision quickly picking out his mentor in the crowd.

"Oh, hey. There's All Might."

Inko looked as well. "You're right. I guess he's back from his errand."

Immediately the table grew into excited chatter.

"All Might's here?!"

"The number one hero?!"

"That skeleton-looking man?"

"My goodness! It's really him!"

Uraraka smiled, standing up. "We should say hi. Hey, All Might!"

Said hero, who had just received his lunch from Lunch-Rush, turned to see the bubbly brunette waving her arms around excitedly. He smiled back, chuckling as he walked up, tray in hand.

"Hello, Young Uraraka. Good to see you in high spirits."

"Hi All Might." Ochako beamed. "Are you getting your lunch?"

"Indeed. Though I still have some work to do so I'll be eating in my office." He then looked over the table. "I take it the parents are all enjoying themselves."

Mina's mother nodded. Her smile bright. "Oh yes. We've heard a lot of great things about this school. But to actually see it for ourselves?"

Her husband pitched in. "Yep, you guys aren't the top hero school for nothing."

"I'm sure everyone here would love to hear that, myself included. I also have a lot of fond memories of my attendance here."

Sero grinned. "No way, All Might as a student?! There's gotta be some good stories behind that!"

Kaminari elbowed his neighbor, Mineta. His grin also wide. "Bet he was popular with the ladies."

All Might laughed off the comments. "Maybe some other time. Right now I've got to get ready for my class with you all later today."

"What was so important that you had to leave the school grounds for?"

Every looked at Bakugo, all surprised by his question. It wasn't really a question you'd see him typically asking. But Izuku knew better. His childhood friend's face said it all. The mellow furrowed eyes, the calm but level posture; he was serious. Midoriya turned to face his mentor, wondering the same thing.

Did it have to do with One For All?

As if reading their minds, the retired hero eased them with a wave of his hand. "No, nothing major. I just had to run by Centepider's hero agency to pick up something. Things have been rather busy over there so it was just easier to run and get it now."

That seemed to satisfy the blonde.

Hagakure sprung up, sleeves raised high. "So what are we doing today, All Might?!"

The man laughed. "That's a surprise. Can't spoil all the fun." At the students groans, he continued. His smile bright as ever. "...But I suppose there's nothing wrong in saying that we'll be at Ground Gamma today. So be sure to hit the lockers first thing."

"Yessir!" The class cheered.

Inko smiled. "I'm glad to see you doing so well."

Mitsuki grinned. "I'll say, after what happened at Kamino."

"The students sure have taken quite a shine to you." Mr. Uraraka chimed in.

"I'm just doing my job." All Might said. "If anything I have you kids to thank for making me feel so welcomed here."

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All Might finally bid Class 1-A and their families goodbye, having made his way back to the small office. The same office where he and Midoriya had their discussion about the boy's father.

Father. It sounded so crazy. Him; Midoriya's father. It seemed impossible.

But the boy's files said that he was the donor. And as far as he knew there weren't a whole lot of quirkless people out in the world, much less ones with his name.

He looked down at the letter sitting idly on his desk, untouched.

He could get his answers right here and now. All he to do was open the envelope.

But what if it didn't? What if it was just a simple farewell letter from Nighteye?

Toshinori shook his head, bangs swinging. He was thinking too much. Either way, it was a letter from his dear friend. Of course he was going to open it.

And as for his answers... well, there was only one way to find out.

So he grabbed the envelope and tore open the seal.

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"Whoa! This is Ground Gamma?!"

Whoa indeed. Each and every parent felt that Mr. Kirishima voiced their thoughts exactly. Never had they ever seen such a large facility dedicated to just heroism.

It was an industrial themed area full of pipes, generators, and other various machinery often used in factories and warehouses.

After lunch period was wrapped up, afternoon classes began. And with everyone anticipating Heroics 101, the day sped by fast. Now it was All Might's turn to show them the potential of his students, and his methods as a teacher.

So as soon a the bell rang, the kids went to the lockers while All Might guided the parents to the bus. Since there were so many people, All Might requested assistance from Thirteen, and suggested the students and parents take separate buses. He figured he could surprise them with seeing their children in their hero costumes at the facility.

Which led to their looks of amazement. The parents following the retired hero as they climbed the stairs of the tallest building.

"Amazing." Inko awed. "This is where our kids are training?"

All Might gave a sound of confirmation. "We have many arenas like this one across our campus. Each varying in terrain and urbanization. This one is geared towards areas like factories and warehouses. But we have others that hold forests, mountains and urban cities."

"Really?" Takahiro queried. "I thought that was what the USJ was for."

Mrs. Yaoyorozu smiled at the man. "Those are for rescue drills like ship wrecks and landslides. Things that can't be mimicked in a day-to-day scenario. These arenas all probably require constant maintenance in order to keep up with all the destruction done by the students in class. Those major disasters would put a huge strain on these places."

All Might nodded. "Indeed. It's easier to do the regular drills and tests here and save the more major stuff for the USJ."

Takahiro hummed. "Gotcha, that makes sense."

All Might smiled, reaching the top of the stairs. "Ah, here we are."

The group filed off the stairs and onto the flat platform that was the room of the building. A large billboard screen serving as a monitor stood on the side.

But they weren't the only ones there. Not far ahead, Thirteen stood with Class 1-A all dressed up in their hero costumes.

The parents couldn't help but gush over their children.

"You look so cute, Ochako." Her dad complimented, shooting a thumbs up.

His wife smiled. "We're so proud of you, honey."

Uraraka beamed, her round cheeks rosy.

Kaminari's mom jumped in as well. "You're costume is so cool, Denki. My wittle handsome hewo."

Kaminari groaned. He tried his best to ignore his classmates snickers. "Mom!"

Mitsuki hummed as she looked over her own son's ensemble. "Not bad, you actually look kinda badass." She then spotted his knee-guards. "But what's with those?"

Bakugo retained a level expression. "So I can kill with my knees."

Everyone sweat-dropped. Kill... with his knees?

Inko looked at Izuku's costume. Taking in the darker green and black stripes.

"Oh, you changed your costume." She somewhat knew that it had gone under a few changes after seeing him on TV, and she expected that much since heroes were always having to adjust their gear to improve. Still...

Izuku rubbed the back of his neck. "Yeah, mine got kind of got destroyed on the first day. The support department then changed stuff around while it was under repairs. Though I wished they had asked me first." He then smiled warmly at his mother. "But later on when making adjustments for my arms I told them that I never want to change the base."

Inko's eyes became glossy. "Oh, Izuku. You don't have to do that."

"But I want to. You gave me that first green suit. Keeping it the same makes me feel like you're there with me cheering me on."

"Oh Izuku." She sniffled as she hugged her son.

Sero grinned, somewhere off to the side. "Now it makes sense. Why Midoriya always got all bunched up when the support class told him he should change his design."

Kaminari joined in. "Such a mama's boy."

Jiro smirked. "Pot meet kettle."

Mineta narrowed at the costume. "But it's still kinda boring."

He then gulped, suddenly feeling a chill run down his spine. He looked over to see Bakugo's mother glaring full on daggers at him.

The spiky-haired woman crossed her arms, a black aura encompassing her. "What was that?"

"N-Nothing!" Geez, she's even scarier than Bakugo.

All Might walked over to Thirteen. "Thanks again for the assist."

The astronaut waved it off. "No problem. Many of the others already figured we'd need more than one teacher to supervise. Especially since we're dealing with more people. And with this being a rescue drill, it's probably for the best that I'm here."

The other nodded. He then looked over his class. Well, time to start class.

He clapped his hands together. "Alright everyone. Let's get started. Gather 'round and I'll explain how this drill's gonna work."

Everyone followed suit. Once settled, All Might delved into the rules.

"Today's all about search and rescue. In mist of a disaster, you never know how many citizens are injured, or where they're located. That's why it is important to know how you locate each civilian and get them to safety. First-aid also factors into this."

He then walked over to a podium conveniently placed just under the billboard monitor.

"For this drill, the parents will be stationed across the area in different locations, each with a stand like this one." He then grabbed a small object and held it up. "Once you've met the requirements of the location you're at, take the stamp and mark your paper with it."

To illustrate, he grabbed a piece of paper also laying on the table. The paper was mostly filled with a basic colorful boarder, the only blank spots being the dozen or so circles. He stamped one, an inky image of their school motto filling the once blank circle.

"Each location has a different kind of stamp, so no duplicates. This one also doesn't count." It was only meant as a demonstration after all. "Once you fill all the blank circles, head back here. If you come here with even one blank circle, you'll be sent back out. Since speed is key, we'll treat this as a scavenger hunt race. First one to get here with a complete sheet wins."

"Oh, I get it." Kirishima commented. "It's sorta like that one rescue maneuver race we did after our internships."

Yaoyorozu raised her hand. "May I ask something, sir? What were the requirements you mentioned earlier?"

"Ah, yes. Each parent will be given a script to play out. They'll be based on various scenarios such as rescuing a trapped civilian, first-aid and the like. If the student responds to the situation accordingly, they get the stamp." The hero then wagged a finger jokingly. "So no spoiling them."

Sato's farther hummed. "So we'll be grading our kids then."

"Another thing. I wasn't sure how many parents were going to attend today, so we have more locations than the spaces available on your maps. You don't have to hit each location to win. Just fill out the map and head back here." He then looked over the class. "Any more questions?"

Iida and Midoriya both raised their hands.

"Anyone besides Young Iida and Young Midoriya?"

The kids snickered, already used to both of their classmates' tendencies to ask too many provocative questions.

Mitsuki raised her own hand, to the surprise of everyone. "Yeah, I got one. How much of their quirks can the brats use? We are suppose to be the civilians. If one of us gets hurt by their own power things can go to shit real fast."

"Very true." The teacher admitted. "Though the students have been through many rescue drills before so they should know at this point the limits of what they can and can't do. But as far as rules go, quirks are only to be used for mobility and the assistance of others. No tripping up anybody, and no violence."

Everyone turned to look at Bakugo. The blonde steamed.

"The fuck are you all looking at?!"

More sweat-drops

Thirteen then stepped up. "I wouldn't be too concerned. I've personally overseen much of their rescue training and can safely say that there's a low chance of something happening because of their actions. But on the off chance something does go wrong, whatever it may be, I'll be here to step in. The students are also more than qualified to assist if I'm ever over my head."

All Might held up a small cell. "And the pro-hero staff members are just a short distance away. You're all in safe hands, I assure you." He then gave a grin paired with a thumbs up.

The parents all smiled, their initial worries gone. Even with him being retired, All Might still found a way to make them feel safe.

Once again, everything brought full circle, All Might clapped his hands together. "All right, let's get this show on the road. Thirteen will guide the parents to the locations, the scripts should be on the podiums there. Once you're there, read them over and wait until one of the students comes to 'rescue' you. As for the students, take this time to devise a strategy and searching maneuver. Every scenario's different but this drill should help you find effective ways to find and rescue as many civilians as possible."

The students nodded, gathering in their usual little groups.

As Thirteen proceeded to lead the parents back down the stairs, Inko took a small detour to see the retired hero.

All Might blinked, turning from the students to face her. "Ah, hello there, Mrs. Midoriya. Did you need something."

The woman shied bashfully. "Oh, not really. I just... wanted to thank you."

Another blink. "Thank me? For what?"

She looked over at her son, who was chatting excitedly with Iida and Uraraka. "I was scared for Izuku after all that's happened with U.A. lately. And after that attack at the summer camp, well... that was the last straw. I knew when Izuku got accepted into your school that I'd be worried for him. But to have that many scares in just one semester. I didn't know how much more my heart could take."

Toshinori remained silent.

As I'm sure you well know already, I used my quirk and foresaw your future. A future in which you die. And no matter what I did, that future wouldn't change. It devastated me to see your life end in such a way.

Which is why I was so hell-bent on you choosing your next successor already and retiring. It pained me to continue seeing you risk your life so recklessly, despite your injury.

"But then I met you. Hearing your words then, and seeing him here now, at a school with so many friends. I realize now that this school is the best thing that's ever happened to Izuku."

His breath hitched.

"I'm not naive. I know a lot of the kids at Izuku's old schools were mean to him because he was quirkless. And many of the teachers hardly did anything about it." She then smiled at him. "But you, Mr. Aizawa, the principal; you've all done so much for Izuku. And he wouldn't be attending here still if it wasn't for you."

She paused, her face contemplative before she spoke up again. "I'm sure you've heard this a lot in your career after saving so many people. But I wanted to say this for myself. And for Izuku too." Inko then gave a formal bow. "Thank you so much for looking after my son. For being there for him and his friends, and for all that you've done as both a hero and a teacher."

Toshinori felt his throat tighten. How did one respond to that? Here was this woman, the mother of his protégé (not to mention someone who resembled his own mentor all too well), thanking him not for just his hero work, but for being a teacher. For being there for her son.

And here he was, making her son hide secrets from her.

I know you never agreed with my methods of choosing your successor. I will not deny it. What I did was both an invasion on your privacy and an attempt to thrust parenthood onto your shoulders, something you weren't ready for. My actions toward acquiring your gamete was by far the most invasive and indecent.

As Inko raised her head back up, All Might gave his response.

"I meant what I said back then. I truly believe your son is the one to succeed... no, surpass me. Young Midoriya has the heart of a hero. And I have no doubt that he'll be amazing. So I should be thanking you, for raising such a great young man."

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After Inko left to catch up with the others, All Might went back to overseeing his students talking strategies. What made him especially proud was that no one was keeping their ideas to themselves. Instead, everyone was contributing. Each sharing their own search methods.

And no one discussed strategy like Izuku Midoriya. The boy was currently giving out tips and tricks to the others about how they could use their quirks fully to their advantage.

Normally, when competing in a race, the goal would be to keep those things close to the chest. But not in this case. No matter how you look at it, this wasn't a competition. If it was, he would've included a prize for the student that finished first.

No, this was a test to try as many different methods as possible. More often than not the faster ones wound up being the most commonly used later in their hero careers. The race was just to give them a sense of urgency; mostly for fun. Toshinori remembered reading in his book on teaching somewhere that adding a sense of fun to the lessons often made it both more engaging and more memorable.

So he couldn't help the overwhelming sense of pride for his students figuring out the true goal of the lesson so fast and already communicating with each other.

"Don't tell me what to fucking do, Deku!" Bakugo screams. "I already know how my own damn quirk works!"

Well, almost everyone.

"Hey, c'mon man." Kirishima eased, placing a hand on the feisty blond's shoulder. "We're gonna need to learn to work together in the future when it comes to rescue anyway. Might as well take in as much as we can now."

Kaminari decided to throw in his own two cents. "Yeah. I mean, you did fail the second portion of the provisional license exam. That had a lot to do with rescue."

Bakugo's eyes suddenly flashed. "What was that, Dunce Face?"

Kaminari gulped at those blazing daggers. "N-Never-mind."

"But Kirishima does have a point."

The students all turned to see Thirteen, having returned form stationing all the parents.

"It is important to coordinate a way to save as many people as possible that's both safe and effective. If the civilian is severely injured, speed can also play a major roll."

Many students nodded in understanding.

"During your provisional license exams, you got to see what it was like rescuing citizens from different disasters while working in a group. But there will also be plenty of times where you'll be acting solo. This drill is to help you try different methods of rescue and see what works for you. Talking strategy and exchanging tips can help give you a better idea on how to improve as well. Teaming up or going alone isn't required, but do keeping in mind that both will help you improve in either scenario in the long run."

"Yes sensei!" The class chorused.

"Okay then. The parents are all hidden and I think you've all had plenty of time to think up a plan. How's about we hand out the stamp sheets and get this race started, huh?"

The class grew excited. Except All Might gave no verbal response. He didn't move for the sheets on the podium either. Thirteen turned to face him.

He was just standing there.

The rescue hero cleared her throat. "All Might?"

I wish I could say my misdeeds have stopped there. But instead, I went against your wishes and donated your sperm to a fertility clinic.

I should've respected your decision and thrown it away, but you had not chosen anyone to inherit your quirk yet. In that split moment, I donated that sample as a fallback plan. Do not fret though, I did not list your hero name and registered you as quirkless.

The man blinked. "Hm?"

"Shall we get started?"

"Ah, yes. Sorry." The teacher then grabbed the papers off of the stand, distributing them to each student as he moved. "Remember students, this may be practice, but its impact is important all the same."

"Yessir!"

Toshi grinned at his enthusiastic class. "Well? What are you waiting for? Clock's ticking."

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Iida was the first to find someone. Though it was only natural given his speed. Surprisingly though, through a stroke of luck, it was his own mother.

"Mother." Iida faltered. He then stopped himself short. This was a drill. He was the hero, his mother the citizen. He had to show her how much he's learned.

The engine hero straightened. "There's no need to worry, ma'am. Everything is going to be just fine." He sped over. "Are you hurt, any injuries?"

His mother smiled. "Oh, thank goodness you're here. I can't move my leg. I think it's broken."

It wasn't a very convincing performance. But that hardly mattered. The context was what was important. And if she was injured...

"May I see, ma'am?" At her nod, and kneeled down to inspect her leg. He gingerly held it as he lightly pressed, being careful not to add too much pressure. Even though it was only pretend, he had to be careful. "Yes, it appears you have a severe fracturing. Nothing permanent but dangerous if not treated immediately. Let me carry you to the nearest hospital. My quirk should get us there in no time."

"Thank you Ingenium." His mother expressed gratitude. "You've earned your stamp."

Iida chuckled. "There's no need to call me that, Mother. I haven't taken up that name yet."

She giggled. "Sorry, Tenya. Couldn't help myself."

The engine hero merely shook his head and proceeded to the podium. He stamped his sheet.

"How's..." He paused. "How's Tensei doing?"

His mother sighed. "As good as one expects. He's starting to get kind of antsy just sitting around. I heard from the nurses that he had snuck away a few times. How they managed to lose sight of a man in wheel chair, I'll never know."

Tenya laughed. That sounded much like his brother. Knowing him, he was probably tired of staying in the same boring hospital room.

"I wish he was here."

"I do too, sweetie." His mother soothed, placing a hand on his shoulder. "But the hospital wanted to keep him a little longer for observation. If he could just see you now."

Iida frowned, mind flashing back to Hosu. "I've still got a lot to learn."

"Still," She insisted. "If he could see how far you've come."

He smiled underneath his helmet. His voice soft. "I know."

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He almost missed it, but thankfully his sharp eye caught sight of another parent. Todoroki quickly turned and slid back to where he saw them.

It was truly genius on Midoriya's part to come up with a way for Todoroki to use his ice for mobility. Sure it was something he was already doing. But a common trend in using his ice powers like that often left those in his path frozen solid. Not that there was anything wrong with that. But when you're dealing with civilians, that's not the best course of action.

Which was where Midoriya came in handy. Suggesting he narrow his pathway into a thin stream of ice was a stroke of genius. Not only did it keep his ice close to the chest to prevent freezing others, but it actually gave him more to maneuver with.

And so far, it's been very useful. What was this, the fourth location he happened upon?

Todoroki deactivated his quirk, stepping into the small area. He immediately recognized that familiar shade of green.

Midoriya. Or rather his mother.

From the first minute Todoroki met his Midoriya's mother, he immediately liked the woman. She was kind, and gentle, like his own mom. He had a feeling if the two of them ever met, they'd become fast friends.

If only she hadn't suffered from his father's abuse.

Due to both the recents incidents and All Might's retirement, his father couldn't attend the open house. Not that he wanted the man there anyway. And it wasn't like Endeavor went for such things. But that was hard to tell at this point. Todoroki wasn't blind, he had noticed a subtle change in his father's attitude. Both towards himself and others.

His mother was also unable to come, due to the hospital still registering her as ill.

Despite that though, both Midoriya and his mother have made him feel more than welcome to tag along with them in touring the school. The rest of the class too, but the Midoriya family most of all.

Right now however, he had an assignment to do. After failing the provisional license exams, he can't be slacking. The duel quirk user approached her.

Inko read from the script. "Oh! A hero! Please help me!"

Todoroki blinked at the display. Her acting didn't match that smile.

"Don't worry, ma'am. I'm here to help. Are you hurt anywhere?"

"I hit my head earlier. It hurts a lot, and I think I felt blood."

Nodding, Todoroki moved behind here. "May I see?"

At Mrs. Midoriya's consent, he pretended to inspect her scalp, gently parting her hair to get a better look. He walked back around to face her.

"Alright, I'm gonna check your eyes."

Inko nodded, letting the student spread out her eye to check her pupils. Good; no dilation. Todoroki stood back.

"Your eyes appear normal, but there's still a chance you could be bleeding internally. If anything you've no doubt at least suffered a concussion. I'll use my ice to reduce any potential swelling and take you to the nearest hospital."

"Thank you, Todoroki-kun." Inko said, smiling. She gestured over to the podium. "The stamp's over there."

"Thank you." Todoroki replied. He walked over to the stand and marked his sheet. Inko followed.

"How was I?" She asked. "Sorry, but you're the first student who's found me. I used to play the damsel in distress whenever I played superhero with Izuku. So it's been a while."

"Superhero?"

She giggled. "Izuku was alway very much into superheroes. Even back when he was little. He'd run around dressed as All Might and would beg me to play superhero with him and help him decide on a superhero name."

"...Oh."

Todoroki was no stranger to the world around him. He was very much aware that his family was messed up. Between an abusive father and a mother who had a mental breakdown, he never had the kinds of tangible bonds Izuku had with his mother, or like anyone from his class.

Inko suddenly winced, realizing her mistake. She remembered Izuku mentioning Todoroki's strained family ties. "Oh! I'm sorry, Todoroki-kun."

The ivory-red-head put up a hand. "No, it's fine. I've got to get going anyway."

"Okay..." She said, hesitant. "Good luck."

Todoroki nodded, leaving the small area. He then paused.

"Oh, and Ms. Midoriya?"

The woman looked up as the teen turned to face her. He smiled.

"You're acting was perfect."

Inko beamed.

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"Hurry up and save me, God damn it! What kind of hero screams at the people they're saving?!"

Mini explosions popped off of Bakugo's gloves hands. "Shut up, hag! Let me save you!"

"Don't you go using your quirk on me, Katsuki!"

As the hot-head mother-son duo argued, Kirishima stood off to the side with Mr. Bakugo.

The red-head continued to watch, hesitant smile on his lips. "Man, are they always like that?"

The father sighed. "All the time."

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Both All Might and Thirteen observed the students' progress via the TV billboard.

He couldn't help but cringe a bit at once again seeing the Bakugo family dynamic. "I suppose I shouldn't be surprised. This isn't quite Young Bakugo's strong suit."

"Everyone has something they're not good at." Thirteen replied, speaking for them both. "But it's important to work on those things so that when danger arises, they can cover those weaknesses."

All Might nodded. He couldn't agree more. "They still have much to improve upon."

He then focused as the screen shifted to another student. His eyes zeroing in on Young Midoriya bouncing across the terrain like a ping-pong ball.

He remembered the first time his pupil surprised him with that movement, just after the internships. Although he couldn't outwardly express it in front of the class, Toshinori had been overwhelming proud of the boy for such a huge improvement.

My boy. Toshi thought. My son. Midoriya was his son.

The reveal had definitely taken him by surprise. That the very person he had decided to pass on his quirk to just so happened to also be his biological son. And yet, he didn't feel any different.

His behavior and demeanor toward his young protégé hadn't changed all that much. Just when had the line between them blurred?

Maybe it was because Young Midoriya was the first student he began teaching, the only successor to inheriting One For All. How he envisioned the boy as if he were his own. Or maybe it was because Young Midoriya lacked a father figure, a roll that All Might had all too easily slipped into, all without realizing. Maybe deep down, his heart knew all along.

And now that he knew the truth, he couldn't stop seeing the similarities. Sure, Young Midoriya had taken a lot after his mother. But he himself was starting to see the small things.

Like how despite having his mother's green hair, his wild curly locks always remained untamed. Or the boy's self sacrificing and selfless tendencies. Even his enthusiasm towards heroes and his drive to become one rung an all too familiar bell in his head.

Whatever the reason, one hard fact remained. Midoriya was no longer just his protégé. He was his son. And he had to tell the boy the truth.

But how would he react? Rang the little voice inside his head. Midoriya grew up without a father, to suddenly gain one out of the blue, and have it be his teacher; his mentor?

"-ight."

And what of the boy's mother? Surely she would demand an explanation as to how he knew and why he never said anything. She'd probably assume he knew all along.

When I had collected that sample of your spermatozoon, it was done in the hopes of giving you a successor through next of kin. I suppose it was to be expected that you would react the way you did.

"All Might?"

"Hm?" He shook out of his stupor. And although she wore a suit, his could sense the worry in Thriteen's gaze.

"Are you okay?" She asked. "I've been calling you for a while now."

"Oh, um... yeah. Yeah, I'm alright. Just thinking on how I can expand upon teaching rescue."

The rescue hero gave off a vibe of encouragement. "Although you're new as a teacher, you've certainly settled into your new role quite nicely. You're enthusiasm to teach is contagious."

I've had a good teacher. All Might silently answered, as his pupil's face flashed across his vision. He chuckled.

"Yes, I suppose I have."

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Sero grinned as he extended another long strip of tape, taking another swing. Midoriya's advice sure was handy, but you should never forget the classics. His swinging was a great way to apply his quirk after all.

He swung around the building... and nearly straight into Sato.

"Whoa!" The sugar quirk user also had a very similar reaction, shielding with his arms as he ducked to the floor. The tape hero landed immediately. A little staggered, but at least he didn't fall flat on his butt.

"Nearly scared the yellow out of my suit." Sato spoke, relived. He stood back up.

Sero responded with a sheepish grin. "Sorry, man. Got a little too into the zone."

"You should really work on that. Being vigilant's part of the gig after all."

"True." The other admitted. "To be honest I was trying to think on how I could use Midoriya's tips. The guy gives out some really nifty advice."

Sato smiled, falling in step with Sero as the two began walking. Both wanting to stay mobile. "I hear you man. He was on fire today. I think it was because so many people asked him."

That was true. Many voluntarily approached the greenette asking for tips on the assignment. Not necessarily to cheat, but rather to improve. This was normal as Midoriya was often seen as the go-to for strategies and clever out-of-the-box thinking. It was just that today happened to be particularly busy for Izuku.

"Well yeah, I mean our parents are here." Sero reasoned. "We're all trying to make a good impression."

Sato nodded. He knew he definitely wanted to show his dad how much he'd grown. "So, how many stamps did you get?"

The other gave his signature toothy grin, holding up his sheet.

"No way! You got five already?! How'd you get so many?!"

"Heh, heh, heh. What can I say. I guess I'm just a flexible guy."

Silence fell over them.

"...Didn't land, huh."

"I don't think that one really works."

"Oh come on! Flexible, flex tape?!"

"Kaminari told you that one, didn't he."

He was only met with more silence.

"Hey, you two! Over here!"

Both boys heads snapped up. It was Yaoyorozu.

She stood a few feet ahead of them, waving her arm to get there attention. The other cupped her mouth. "I found another location."

Sato smirked. "Finally, it was taking me forever to find someone."

They then both ran over to the creation hero, ready to take on the rescue challenge. Their game faces fully on.

She gestured them to follow her inside. "I might need help from the both of you on this."

The two turned to each other, confusion evident on their faces. Finally, Sato spoke their thoughts. "Who is it?"

Yaoyorozu winced. "Just... follow me."

The sugar hero turned to the other, hoping for some explanation to their classmate's behavior. Sero however shrugged unhelpfully.

They followed her into a small narrow area. It was heavily shaded with tall buildings and machinery so it was easy to miss. But that wasn't what first attracted their eyes.

No, instead the first thing their gaze landed upon was a giant bolder crushing one of the parents. Yaoyorozu's father to be more precise. His spouse off to the side, wailing crocodile tears.

Their first reaction should've been to respond immediately. To play their roles as heroes and rescue the parents. The giant bolder itself should've freaked them out, making them think that this was for real, and not a drill.

And yet... they couldn't help but feel that something was off.

What's wrong with this picture? The two boys deadpanned.

Momo sighed heavily, bracing herself before donning the face of a professional. She rushed to their aid.

"Everything's okay, ma'am. We're here to help you."

"Oh thank God!" Her mother wailed. "My husband! He, got crushed by that boulder!" She then desperately clutched her daughter's hero costume. "Please, please save him!"

"Don't worry, we will." Momo assured her mother, guiding her to the side. "But I need you to move to a safe distance. We can't have you getting hurt as well."

Still sniffling, the woman complied with her request. Now assured that her mother was safe, she moved onto her father. Walking up to the boulder and inspecting the damage.

To think they'd go as far as to have a giant rock crush one of them. Yaoyorozu couldn't help but think. She originally wondered where the boulder had come from in a place filled with nothing but industrial concrete and metal. But the question was just as quickly dismissed as she realized that this was probably her parents' doing.

Finished with her assessment, she turned to her classmates. "I'll create a few pulleys and iron bars for leverage. Sugarman will work on lifting the boulder high enough for him to get out. Cellophane, you're in charge of the pulleys. We'll use your tape to act as the rope."

Sero, or Cellophane rather, scratched his head. "Are you sure. I don't know if my tape's strong enough to lift something that massive. They might break."

"It'll be fine. It might seem big, but the material's surprisingly light."

Well, if Yaoyorozu had faith in him. Shrugging it off, the other two heroes set to work. Both following their classmate's guidance without hesitation and full trust. Within no time, the boulder was steadily lifted, allowing Momo's father to slip out from under.

Her mother cried out in relief rushing to her husband. The couple hugging each other in an emotional embrace.

The children all sweat-dropped. Overreacting much?

And in an instant, the tears were gone. Both parents resuming the friendly faces they held earlier that day. As if the tears they shed had never existed.

"Congratulations, you three. You all earned your stamps."

The sweat-drops continued.

The father gave his daughter a thumbs up. "You were great honey. Those leadership skills will get you far in the hero community."

Momo's cheeks colored at the praise. "Well, I still have a lot to learn before then."

Sero peeked from her side, grinning. "What is it with everyone in our class being so modest? They're right, you know."

Sato nodded. "Yeah, you'll be head of your own agency in no time."

The raven haired girl smiled. "Thank you." She then turned to the podium. "But we can talk about that later. Let's get our stamps."

Nodding, the boys followed suit.

"Soo..." The tape hero spoke up again as they left the area, his grin widening. "Anything you wanna say about that back there?"

Yaoyorozu groaned, dropping her face into her hand. "I knew it! I knew they'd go overboard!"

"Yeah, even the boulder we lifted was hollow." Sato chuckled, motioning his thumb over his shoulder behind them back to where the parents remained. "How'd they even get that in there?"

Momo sighed. "Knowing my parents, they probably made it. I'm sorry. Whenever it comes to heroes, they tend to go to extremes."

"Is this personal experience talking?" Oh this was too good. No way was Sero leaving this be without a good story.

"My parents..." She hesitated. "Would help me practice and study when I was a little too young for formal training. They'd create these elaborate performances just to make my rescue or villain training more authentic."

"Pulled out the big guns from the get-go, huh?" Sero commented. At her sad nod, he continued. "Well, that explains the crazy acting."

Yaoyorozu finally huffed. "Let's just continue the assignment." And with those parting words, they resumed the race.

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"Oh Denki! You're doing so well! I'm so pwoud of you!"

"Mom!"

Kaminari couldn't help but wallow in his embarrassment. It was bad enough that his mom was cooing over him in front of his class all day. But now even during training. She wasn't even pretending she needed to be rescued. The woman just gushed as soon as her son approached her.

And to make matters worse, Jiro stood off to the side, fully amused by the display.

She smirked. "This is too good."

"Don't you have stamps to collect?" The electric quirk user gritted out.

"And miss this? Never. And besides..." She then paused, pulling out her sheet. "Already got this one."

Well, she was already there when he walked in, so that made sense. But Kaminari was more focused on something else about her paper.

"No way! You're done already?! What the hell!"

"Denki, language! What have we talked about swearing?"

Her son winced before giving a heavy sigh, resigned to his fate. "We don't swear because we care."

Jiro snorted, covering her mouth in a poor attempt to muffle her laughter. "Seriously?"

"Shut up! How'd you even complete that thing so fast anyway?!"

Punk girl fiddled with her ear-phone-jacks, twirling it around her finger as she always did in class. "I kept my ears close to the ground."

Kaminari would've smacked himself. Right, hearing quirk. Of course she would've excelled in this assignment. All she had to do was listen and instantly know their location. She could cut corners and take shortcuts. Pick the quickest route that would not only get her to the closest locations, but also back to the start, instantly putting her in the lead.

"Well, gotta go. Have fun, Mama's Boy."

"Wait! Come back!" He was only one stamp away. If he could just... "Don't leave me here!"

Jiro jokingly gave a salute. "I'll tell your story. Let it be known that you died a warrior's death."

"Jiro?! JIRO!!"

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"Hey, Deku!"

Midoriya skidded to a stop to look around, the green lightning fizzling out. As of now, there were only two people in class who called him by his hero name. And only one of them had that same chipper bubbly voice.

At the second call, he turned to see Ochako float down to him, releasing herself from her quirk.

"Oh, hey Uraraka." Izuku greeted politely. "How're you feeling?"

The brunette blinked, not quite sure what her classmate meant by that. And then it occurred to her. "Oh! Yeah! I feel great. I haven't felt nauseous once."

Izuku smiled. "That's good to hear." It seemed like Uraraka had a better hold on her quirk to where she didn't feel too sick.

"Uh-huh. And it's all thanks to your advice." She beamed.

Just like everyone else, Midoriya gave Ochako tips on how to better use her quirk for not only mobility, but also to work around the nausea. He had suggested using her zero gravity in small bursts. Just enough to launch herself up to higher places and land safely. She could then use her skills and hero training to overlook the area and parkour the rest. Needless to say, it worked wonders.

Midoriya blushed, his gloved hand rubbing the back of his neck bashfully. "I'm glad it helped. And you can always adjust it later once you're able to use your quirk more without making yourself sick."

"Yeah, I'll be sure to do that." She then pointed behind him. "If you're looking for another location. There's one just ahead. I was gonna go there next." She opened her sheet. "I just need one more stamp."

"Oh!" Izuku lit up. He then opened his own paper. "I'm down to one more too. I guess then we could both just go there together."

Uraraka blinked. "Aren't we supposed to be working by ourselves? We won't get in trouble right?"

"I'm sure they would've said something if it was against the rules. We're suppose to be practicing rescuing techniques and traveling between those destinations, right? Not to mention finding the people needing rescuing. Running into other heroes is always a possibility. I think the idea is just to practice what we already know into rescue scenarios by ourselves, but also be prepared to team up with others at a moments notice."

"Oh..." Uravity hummed, thinking his reasoning over. "Yeah, I guess that's make sense. You're so smart, Deku!"

Color bloomed over the greenette's face. "U-uhh... y-yeah. I-In any case, l-let's start heading over t-there."

"Un!"

The two then fell into step as they made their way to the small area. It was tucked away and pretty well hidden. So it was impressive that Ochako managed to spot it in the first place.

Entering the small opening, both heroes immediately caught sight of the parent.

"M-Mom?!"

His mother smiled. "Hi Izuku! Oh wait...!" She then re-read her script. "I mean, oh! Heroes! Please help me!"

While Midoriya was still processing the fact that his mother was the next location, his classmate seemed to brighten up more. "Oh! I guess your mom's gonna be our last location. Let's do our best, Deku!"

And without missing a beat, she ran over to start the assignment. Izuku couldn't help but take a second to soak it all in.

The way his mother spoke, her acting as a civilian. It struck a very familiar cord within him. Reigniting some very precious old memories of when he used to dress up and recuse her in there tiny apartment.

Those moments always held a special place in his heart, so to suddenly be experiencing it again, only now a real hero in training; he felt like he would burst into tears right then and there.

But now was not the time for that. Now was as good a time as ever to show his mother how much he learned.

So he wiped his face of any stray tears, and joined Uraraka in assisting his mother with her pretend head injury.

"Congratulations." Inko beamed. "You both earned your stamps."

Smiling back with the same enthusiasm, the two walked over to the podium to fill in their last blank space.

Somehow with her smile growing even brighter, she held up her paper to Izuku. "Look, Deku! We're all done!"

"Yeah," He nodded. "All that's left is to race back to the start."

Ochako turned to his mother. "It was really nice to meet you, Mrs. Midoriya. I'm glad we got to save you." Because she was able to meet the amazing person Deku always loved talking about.

"I'm glad you both got to save me too." The woman then looked at her son. "And I'm happy I was able to see you in action, Izuku. You've grown up so much. I'm so proud of you, Sweetie."

Izuku paused. Taking a long look at her. She held the same strong smile from when he left on his first day to school.

I'm still behind you, every step of the way.

Smiling big, he gave a firm nod. "Un."

"Now you both go win this race." Inko cheered.

""YEAH!""

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"You gotta be kidding me!" Kaminari wailed out.

Jiro stood casually before him with the victory sash draped across her chest. She hardly even acknowledged Kaminari's cries of injustice and just continued to twirl her earphone jack.

"Not my fault you dillydallied on your mom's location," She then gave a grin, not unlike their home room teacher. "Pika-chan."

The blond merely groaned in response. "I am never living this down."

Iida hummed. "I'm surprised I only made second place. Perhaps I need to adjust my strategy in navigation."

Ochako turned to Midoriya. Since both tied after Iida, they wound up taking the third and fourth spots. "I guess we took too much time on that last location, huh Deku." She did feel that she was a lot slower at saving Mrs. Midoriya.

Izuku nodded. "We'll just have to work on first aid practice a little more."

Just a ways away, Sero was kneeling over on all fours in utter despair. "I can't believe I got fifth place. I was so close!" He did win first place last time after all.

Sato shrugged. "Yeah, but both Iida and Midoriya have been working on their mobility a lot more, so it'd make sense they'd out-speed us."

"Well, it could be worse." Momo encouraged. They all turned to another student. A student with spiky blond hair. "You could be taking it like Bakugo."

Bakugo screeched. "WHY THE FUCK DID I GET TENTH PLACE!" He then pointed accusingly toward Deku, who instinctively jumped. "AND HOW THE HELL DID THE SHITTY NERD GET THIRD?!"

Everyone sighed heavily, a little too used to their classmate's extremities.

All Might chuckled at his students' antics. Never a dull moment.

He then clapped his hands together. Gathering everyone's attention. "Well, I think that's enough for one day. Thirteen is currently gathering all the parents from their locations. After that, you're done for the day."

Iida rose his hand before speaking. "Excuse me, Sir. But normally you would review our performance. Why deviate from such teachings."

"That can wait another time." Toshinori waved off. "It's not everyday your parents visit you at a school like this. I figured you'd want the extra time to show them around. We'll review today's drill tomorrow in class. And with the school festival around the corner, you'll need as much time for planning as you can get. So this will be the last drill until after that."

The students cheered. Everyone in an uproar.

"Whoo! How awesome is that?!"

"We can show them the whole campus?!"

"Hey All Might, can we show them our dorm rooms?"

"I can't wait to show my pop the gym we have here."

"You rock, All Might!"

The retired hero tried to calm his students. Motioning his hands gently up and down in a 'settle down' gesture. "Yes, yes. You'll get to show them the dorms and support classes. But areas like the battle grounds and the pool will be off limits. Aizawa can give you more details on where you can and can't go."

"Yessir!!"

"Aside from that, you're free to go." All Might finished, grinning. "Class dismissed."

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Toshinori leaned back a bit, his old bones giving off that satisfying pop. What a day. But a fulfilling one all the same. He felt like he really did good today.

After dismissing his class, the school day finally coming to an end. All the students had taken their parents on their own little tours. From the gym to the dorms and even the support class. Many of the little cliques traversed together, their parents getting to know each other as their children showed them around.

But that was all over and done with. The sun was beginning to set, and the students were all saying goodbye to their families.

Some of the teachers had stuck around to talk about some other school-related details with the adults. But personally, All Might just wanted to see the parents off. He rounded a glance, smiling. Seeing the happy faces of their parents, reassured that their children well and capable, left him feeling proud to be a teacher.

His eyes fell on the Midoriyas. Watching as the mother and son hugged one another. Crying, obviously (that boy never seemed to run out of tears), but still very happy.

He recalled the words in the letter written by his deceased sidekick. The last shred of evidence that proved he was Izuku's biological father. And he thought One For All's existence was the most shocking revelation he experienced in his lifetime.

Honestly, Toshi wasn't sure he was cut out to be a parent. He definitely knew he wasn't perfect. And a lot of his bad habits he gained from being a hero had obviously rubbed off on his pupil already. But still...

He watched fondly as Izuku gave an emotional goodbye to his mother. Toshinori smiled.

But now I understand why you were so against it. I see now that you did not wish to bring a child into the clash between the symbol of peace and the symbol of villainy. Between the bearers of One For All and the man that has slaughtered every single one of those heroes, All For One. You did not want their future to be sealed by your legacy. So I will respect your wishes and not pursue the matter further.

One thing's for sure, as soon as he read that letter. As soon as Mrs. Midoriya thanked him earlier. When he saw that bright smile on his young student's face as he strategized with his friends. He wanted to embrace that truth. He wanted to be a father-figure to Izuku. Be there to guide him, the same way he intended when he made his decision to dedicate his life to raising the boy into the best hero he can be. To be there on the tough days. To do all the things fathers do with their sons.

To be there for Izuku. Whether he was accepted or not.

After saying there goodbyes, the parents all began to leave the school grounds, heading home. All promising to return for the cultural festival.

The students all began to leave as well, heading back to the dorms. Either to turn in for the day or to try and pack in some extra training or studying.

Izuku was about to follow suit, when he felt eyes on him. Turning, he spotted All Might.

The greenette blinked. "All Might?"

The elder snapped back to earth. He looked down at him. "Hm?"

The younger grew concerned. "Is something wrong?"

I can't undo the things I've done. But I will make amends. If you do have a child, they will never know their father is the number one hero. And I will look for a successor to inherit your quirk elsewhere. I already in fact have someone in mind. I think you'll like him.

The hero smiled again, shaking his head. "Nothing my boy. Come on, let's go test out the gauntlets Young Hatsume gave you."

"Un!" Came the eager nod. And the protégé and predecessor walked off into the small forest surrounding the school. All Might guiding the Midoriya with his hand on the other's back.

I can only hope that this letter will repair our partnership. Or at the very least, help you understand my motives.

Sincerely, your friend, now and always,

Nighteye

HalfafanD: And there we go. All done. So as you can see the separate piece I was working on was the letter Nighteye wrote to All Might. I had thought about showing it before, but there was too much going on for it to really fit well, so I had it as an over cover here. Since there's not a whole lot going on.

Well, I know the class did their field training with their parents joining in and it was a scavenger hunt/race or whatever. But underneath we saw All Might coping with the knowledge now that he's Izuku's biological father, and whether of not he should come forth with the information. So basically the situation between the two has flipped.

Izuku was freaking out first while All Might was completely oblivious, then we switch them around. It's interesting, but not very exciting plot-wise despite the fun shenanigans we see Class 1-A having. So that's what the letter is for. Just extra-depth really. That way each change of perspective and scenery is nice and interesting. And you won't feel the need to skip anything because it's all exciting in it's own way. Or at least that was my thought process in making this chapter.

I thought about having a moment with Monoma walking up to the Class 1-A and their parents and then bad-mouthing them as usual until his mother comes in and drags him away, reprimanding him on his behavior. Certainly would be a fresh take on the gag. But sadly I had too much stuff and needed to move the story along. There's also some more deleted scenes down below. Still canon to the story but I did have to take them out.

Also, I wanted to clear up some thing about my grammar on some of the characters' names. There's a lot of different ways to spell a lot of their names. Bakugo, for example can either be spelled 'Bakugo', 'Bakugou', or 'Bakugō'. The reason for this is because of different languages producing different sounds. In Japan the name ends in an 'oh-uu' sound. But we don't exactly have that here in America seeing as that would make an 'ow' sound. So the spelling with the mark and the 'ou' would be a sound-out or 'romaji' of the Japanese spelling. So then 'Bakugo' would be the American spelling. It's even in the manga.

So for names like that I'll be using the American spelling. This fic is in English so that's what I'll be using. The only reason I'm so adamant on this is because the spelling for this name is pretty split 50/50. I normally just stick with the most common. But both the cannon, manga translations, and the fan base use both so it's pretty confusing as to which I should go with. So I'm sticking with my first spoken language. If you don't like it then you're just gonna have to deal. I'm not going back through all my finished chapters just to correct the spelling of one word that I've written God knows how many times.

So anyway, drop a review and tell me what you think. Does it work well, did I pull it off. Sure hope so. No flames please.

And I guess I'll see you all next chapter! Hopefully sooner than with this last one.

Oh! Before I forget, if you guys want to see the letter in it's entirety, without it being broken up among the chapter, I posted it/a journal on my DA page. Link is down below.

Nighteye's Letter: https/halfafand/art/Nighteye-Letter-838143842

OMAKE

(Zero Pointer Deleted Scene)

Mrs. Kirishima gasped. "Oh my. Was it really that bad?"

Her son looked a her. "Remember those robots in the obstacle course at the sports festival?"

"Those were pretty much the same." Jiro finished.

Her rockstar dad scratched his head. "Yikes, and the teachers expected you kids to beat them on the first go?"

Sero nodded. "Yeah, it really freaked us out. I swung away as fast a I could."

Sato scratched his head. "Same, though the thing almost caught me."

Yaoyorozu hummed. "So that's what the entrance exams were like."

Tsu looked over at her. "What did you guys do?"

"We raced." Came Todoriki's short answer.

The other students turned green with envy. Lucky.

(Didn't Know Deleted Scene)

"I'm so proud to hear of how Izuku did in the entrance exam. He was so devastated afterwards, completely convinced that he didn't pass."

The table grew silent.

"...Wait." Uraraka spoke. "Deku, didn't think he passed."

Izuku nodded hesitantly. "I didn't score any villain points so I was sure that I had failed. The fact that I even got accepted was a complete surprise."

Bakugo huffed somewhere further down the table.

Iida on the other hand was reeling. "But you would've had to have not known about the rescue points in order to come to that conclusion. From all that I've observed from you, you're a very analytical thinker. There's no way you couldn't have figured it out."

"Except I didn't." Midoriya shrugged off. "I was so concerned about passing and Uraraka that it just never even crossed my mind."

"So wait, hold on." Kaminari paused the conversation, all eyes on him. "Even though you saved Uraraka; even though you destroyed a robot the size of two skyscrapers, you still thought you didn't pass?"

Izuku nodded slowly. Why were they making such a big deal out of this?

"That's okay, Deku!" Uraraka encouraged. "That just makes what you did even greater!"

"Indeed." Iida agreed, standing. "In that moment, Midoriya not only sacrificed his life, but also his chances of passing and getting accepted into U.A. to save a complete stranger. That's more than what anyone else did that day in the exams." He then gave a small formal bow. "If anyone here on this campus deserves to be a pro hero, it's you." Which is more than I can say for myself.

Izuku's eyes became glassy as tears welled up. And a fountain a sobbing burst from the greenette. Once again both moved and extremely happy at his friends' words.

Mrs. Yaoyorozu leaned over to whisper in her daughter's ear. "Does he do this often?" For a teen balling his eyes out, the rest of the class seemed fairly calm, as if used to the display.

Momo smiled, giving a small sweat-drop. "More than you know."

"Damn it, Deku! You're dumbass friends just complimented you! Stop crying like a fucking pansy!"

"Katsuki!"

(Dad's Blessing Deleted Scene)

"Are you kidding. You saved my daughter. That's more than I could ever ask of a friend of hers." He then leaned over to with a grinning whisper. "I've never had any intention of handing my little girl over to anyone. But you certainly have my blessing."

Izuku then became a tomato, his green hair matching perfectly. And Ochako wasn't far behind.

"Daddy!"

Takahiro laughed.