Bushie

Sunday, 11:30 AM

Midoriya Izuku:

Hey, Todoroki

11:30 AM • SMS • Read

Me:

Hello, midoriya

11:30 AM • SMS • Read

Do you think we can meet up sometime?

I have something to tell you

1 min • SMS • Read

Shouto wondered what the heck Midoriya would possibly have to tell him . He has talked to Midoriya a lot after the Sports Festival, mostly answering questions about the cards and whatnot. Shouto realized that Midoriya's a really, really good person.

Kero thought the same thing. "You ever gonna reply to Bush, kid?"

"Oh, right," Shouto picked up his phone, sending a quick message.

Sure

When will you like to meet? :0

Now • SMS • Unread

Meanwhile, Shouto waited for the reply, he went over the cards. Making sure they were all there and accounted for. He likes doing that at random times, Shouto can't exactly tell why, but Kero says it's because he's nervous the cards will be taken or something.

(If anything, he's worried about them being burned.)

Before he could count anymore, his phone pinged.

When are you free?

I can meet at any time

11:32 AM • SMS • Read

Shouto hesitated to reply. "Hey, Kero, do we have anything to do today?"

Kero shook his head, "The trashcan left for his agency a while ago. Something about a stain. Must have some weird stain on his hero costume."

A stain? "And Fuyumi had a conference," Shouto hummed, "I say we're pretty free today, then."

I'm free all today

11:34 AM • SMS • Read

We can meet right now then?

11:34 AM • SMS • Read

Depending on where

11:35 AM • SMS • Unread

"Is something going on with Bushie?" Kero asked as he looked at Shouto's phone, "Is whatever he needs to tell you urgent?"

Shouto shrugged, "I have no clue. Whatever he needs to tell me, he must either be really excited or really worried. Can't tell over text."

Uh, you know that cat café near UA?

11:36 AM • SMS • Read

There's a cat café near UA???

11:36 AM • SMS • Read

Yeah :D

I'll send oyu the address

**you

11:37 AM • SMS • Read

Sounds good

Meet ya there

11:38 AM • SMS • Read

[XX°, XX°, XX°] Address for cat café

11:38 AM • SMS • Read

Shouto took one look at Kero, "You're coming, right?"

Kero looked offended at the fact that Shouto thought he wasn't going. "Yes, obviously."

Shouto let out a small smile at that, "'Obviously.' Anyway, we're leaving. Get in the bag so I can kidnap you." He then paused, "Should I text Fuyumi that I'm leaving?"

Kero nodded, "You should. That's why she gave you a phone, right?"

"Right."

Fuyumi

Me:

I'm going out with a friend

Just thought i'd

Let you know

11:40 AM • SMS • Read

Oh, ok!

Have fun, shou!

11:41 AM • SMS • Read

Shou? Guess she was in a hurry , Shouto packed up all the cards and placed them in his bag. "Okay, we're out."

"What if people think you're weird for carrying a bag?"

"This is hardly the first time I've done this."

"Fair point."

~~~

The cat café seemed to be relatively empty when Shouto got there. Walking inside, he quickly spotted Midoriya and sat down. "Hi, Midoriya."

"H-hi, Todoroki," The bush greeted, "So w-welcome to the c-cat café, I guess."

Shouto looked around, "Where are the cats?"

"Eating, they'll be out in a s-second," Midoriya replied. "Y-you have the cards o-on you?"

Shouto nodded, "Always have, always will." He then added, "So what did you need me for Midoriya?"

Shouto watched as Midoriya tensed. Midoriya took a deep breath and said, "I j-just have something to t-tell you."

Kero shifted slightly in the bag, clearly, he was listening, and interested. As was Shouto, "What is it?" Shouto was genuinely curious.

"This— this isn't m-my quirk—"

"What?"

"O-or rather, this quirk was given to me," Midoriya hastily fixed his statement, "By All M-Might."

Shouto raised a brow, "All Might gave you a quirk?"

"His q-quirk."

Oh, what? Shouto was stunned, but he could feel Kero laughing silently, or somewhat silently. Kero has a very hard time being silent. "What? What do you mean?"

"Like your c-cards," Midoriya gestured to the bag, "There's a quirk that can be pa-passed on. It s-started in the 'pre-quirk' era too."

"So wait, you're telling me that you have the quirk equivalent of my cards?" Shouto asked, "Or..."

Midoriya sweatdropped, "N-not exactly the quirk equivalent, b-but pretty close."

Shouto stayed silent, he was still processing. He could imagine Kero's "called it!" And that made Shouto want to groan. Why did Kero even guess that? Wait, did Kero know?

Involuntarily, Shouto found his eyes trailing to his bag, because how did Kero know? Deciding to find out later, his eyes snapped up and met Midoriya's nervous gaze.

"All Might said that it was okay for me to tell you," Midoriya added, "Although I don't think he wanted me to..."

And suddenly, Shouto had so many questions. "I have... A lot of questions—"

Midoriya smiled sheepishly, "I'll try to answer all of them."

"What's the name of the quirk?"

"One for All."

"How many people have held it?"

"Including myself, nine," Midoriya answered.

Shouto felt a bit amazed. That quirk really was passed down. There've only been three people that held the cards so far (as much as Shouto knows, anyway). Those three being Clow Reed, Sakura, and himself, but Midoriya's quirk had nine. "What does it do?"

"It stockpiles power," Midoriya said, "Or that's what All Might told me. It might stockpile quirks too."

"How did you figure that out?"

"I used a different quirk once," Midoriya replied.

"Oh." If it stockpiles power and Midoriya's the 9th wielder and blows his legs off, if the quirk ever gets to 10... Shouto then asked, "Does Aizawa-sensei know?"

Midoriya shook his head, "You're the first person I told."

"You told? Are you not allowed to tell?"

"Normally no," Midoriya merely smiled, "But I understand why! It's a very big deal—"

"But shouldn't you be able to decide?" Shouto asked, "It's your quirk, isn't it?" In another universe, Midoriya would be the one saying that to Shouto but, oh how the tides have turned.

Midoriya fell silent, and then stammered as he struggled to answer, "B—but it's a v-v-very big threat—"

"I think you should tell Aizawa-sensei," Shouto said. "What quirk did you have before One for All, anyway?"

Midoriya stiffened, "I—"

"You can tell me."

"I was quirkless."

Shouto certainly didn't expect that. Call him biased but he thought Midoriya had an intelligence quirk or something of the sort, he did not expect quirklessness. "Okay. This is why you should ask Aizawa-sensei to help."

"Y-you're okay w-with it?"

Shouto shrugged, "Yes. Of course, I am. Why wouldn't I be? You should ask Aizawa-sensei for help. This is your first quirk, right? Taking care and using a quirk takes a lot of work, and if you're expecting more, you should really contact a quirk counselor."

He saw how Midoriya wilted at the mention of a quirk counselor, "But if you don't get one, you should go to Aizawa-sensei."

Midoriya frowned, "But Aizawa-sensei's bus—"

"His job is to teach students," Shouto said, "It's his job to teach you. Surely, he can't be that busy." Shouto knows his sensei is very busy, but Midoriya has an op quirk that can raze cities to the ground and has no control over, it's dangerous.

Midoriya frowned, "b-but it'll just be extra wo—"

" Midoriya, " Shouto interrupted yet again, "Your quirk breaks your bones. Those are the strongest things in the body, ever think of what else it could break?"

Shouto watched at Midoriya fidgeted uncomfortably, "There's going to be a point where quirks can't heal you anymore."

Midoriya stayed silent, his expression grim. Shouto concluded that he must've had this talk before. "That's why you should get help from Aizawa-sensei. He'll shut your quirk down before it gets too much."

"I'll consider it," Midoriya muttered.

Shouto let out a sigh of relief, "Good."

"Also why did you ask me if my hair could grow berries?"

"You're still not over that?" Shouto was amused, "Because it's a bush, it should grow some kind of berries."

Midoriya tilted his head slightly, "If my hair's a bush then doesn't that make Tsuyu-chan's a vine?"

Shouto hummed, considering it, "You think it grows grapes?"

Midoriya smiled, "Maybe we should ask."

Shouto let out a small smile of his own, "Maybe."

Midoriya's grin was blinding.

~~~

Shouto shifted uncomfortably in his chair. It was yet another Todoroki "Family" dinner. He doesn't know why his father keeps insisting on this, no one gets along. The previous dinners have always ended the same.

Enji would start the conversation, Natsuo would disagree, they would debate and it would escalate and then Fuyumi would be the bridge between them. Shouto would eat his food the whole time, not speaking to unless addressed.

However this time it was similar yet different. His father took a seat at the table, and so did the others. He started the conversation, "About Shouto's performance at the Sports Festival—"

"He did well," Natsuo cut in, "I'm proud of him."

Enji frowned angrily, "Do not interrupt me. But yes, although he could've done better."

Fuyumi merely smiled, "He did his best and that's what matters, right, Shouto?"

Shouto nodded while chewing his food.

"Internships offers are coming soon," Enji said, "You're interning at my agency, Shouto."

This is where it started. The typical Todoroki Family night. Natsuo shook his head, "He should be allowed to intern anywhere."

"He'll thrive under me."

"But he doesn't want to be with you," Natsuo replied, "You train him everyday, anyway."

"He has no say in this," Enji scowled, "It's in his best interest to work with me. His Sports Festival performance was horrible, we can improve that under me."

"His Sports Festival performance was amazing! He tried his best!"

"This is why he needs to improve under me," Enji said, "If that was his best, then his best is not enough."

Shouto grit his teeth. He hated this. He was never enough. Everything he did was never enough. He's no good enough to make his own decisions. He's not good enough to be allowed to do anything outside the house. In Enji's eyes, Shouto will never be good enough and Shouto's sick of it.

"Maybe if he tried harder—"

"Don't you dare say that!" Natsuo was enraged. Much like Enji, he had a short temper, although he didn't want to believe it, "He was amazing!! Above-average!! He'll have a bunch of internship offers, he doesn't have to choose yours."

"Stop stunting your brother's growth, Natsuo ," Enji's tone was enlaced with a warning that made Shouto stiffen.

"Stunting—?"

Shouto sighed. This was going to take a long time.

~~~

It was school yet again. This time, Aizawa had good news. "You got internship offers."

The class brightened up. "Yay!"

"You'll have a week off for internships, meanwhile you decide you need your hero names." Aizawa said, "This isn't my forte, so Midnight will help."

Midnight, as if on cue, came in, grinning, "Hero names!! They're very important since they'll be used for the rest of your career!! You'll have this whole class period to decide! Begin!"

Shouto paused, uncertain of what his hero name could be as he began thinking. Everyone seemed to have something in mind, but what could be Shouto's?

He looked around the classroom, trying to get an idea.

"Alien Queen!!"

Midnight said a few things about that. What, Shouto didn't know, he wasn't paying attention.

He glanced at his bag where his cards were, if only he had an idea. A small random gust of wind came from his bag, a slip of paper riding it.

Windy? Kero? Shouto looked at the paper and it had a name.

'Psolar,' Shouto stared at the paper. It had a nice ring to it, Solar referencing his fire, and Polar referencing his ice. But then what would be his title?

The Magical Hero; Psolar ? Shouto almost laughed, it'd be funny but not what he was looking for.

"Did you figure something out, Shouto?" Momo asked.

"Psolar," Shouto answered, "But I don't know about the title."

Momo said, "The Luminescent hero? That could work."

Shouto nodded, it really could. He was working on a fire with Fiery that wasn't hot. It was just for fun, he wondered if it was possible. Plus, ice reflected light as well. That title could work.

Shouto knew who he was now. He was The Luminescent Hero: Psolar. 

~~~

Fin.

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A/N: What do you think of Todoroki's hero name? Does it fit? :000