Quirkless, Not Powerless

Forward

It has been a week since Izuku outed Katsuki.

Mitsuki and Masaru have been visiting more, they have been trying to make up for what their son had done. Izuku told them it was fine, that plenty of factors made Katsuki who he is now.

He has been talking with his Mom a lot more now, the two talk a lot about their feelings. No more secrets, bare for Izuku being Futsū. That will come to light at some point, he's sure.

Niji has been a big help with getting the Midoriyas through this emotional roller coaster. She has even joined their heart to heart chats a couple times. It doesn't really reveal much, since she wears her heart on her sleeve.

Right now he was in the middle of Staff Class with Niji, he was the only one that showed up to the class, again. Those on and off students have just been off students for a while. That just means Niji gets to instruct him on fighting with Batons on top of Staff.

He is going to head out as Futsū again tonight, but for some reason he feels like something is going to happen. He has an anticipation pit in his stomach. "Come one Izuku! You're being sloppy with those hits!" He shakes his head and focuses on the training at hand. He won't worry about that until it happens. He'll be ready for it anyway. His life is good, his bully is dealing with the consequences of all the years he tormented him, his Mom is happy, he is going to undoubtedly get into U.A., and he'll grow and become the best he can possibly be.

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'Its rather quiet tonight. Maybe everyone is taking a break because of the realization that the local middle school was kind of messed up?' Futsū adjusts his voice changer and sick mask, he had only come across a couple muggings so far. While Izuku is grateful that crime around his home is decreasing, he really needs something to distract him from the deep pit in his stomach. "Midoriya Izuku." That was not the distraction he wanted.

He turns quickly and unlatches his baton holsters, "Who?" Shota scoffs in amusement, "Kid, don't worry. I kept my mouth shut when I found out you were quirkless the fifth time we met." Izuku tenses at that claim, but sighs and clips his holsters shut again. "You can feel when you suppress a quirk, huh?" Shota nods and walks closer to the vigilante, "You're the victim from that news report the other day, right?" Izuku has no choice but to nod, 'Eraserhead is too fucking smart, jeez...' "You've just always been a protector, huh?"

Izuku's sigh sounds weird through the voice changer, and he slumps his shoulders, "I guess. So, why did you find it necessary to find out my identity if you aren't gonna turn me in?" "I have no reason to, actually. We both know you aren't breaking any laws. You are perfectly threading between all the loopholes. I'd be lying if I said that wasn't impressive for someone who started at 12." Izuku scratches the back of his head, "Well, it isn't that impressive. Anyone could find them easily." "Yeah, yeah. I'm not only here to compliment your law twisting skills." Shota sighs, thinking over how he will word this. "I want you to be my recommendation into U.A." Izuku feels himself pass out from shock for a millisecond,

"What!?" His voice changer makes his screech sound somehow worse. Shota winces, "Jeez kid, calm the hell down. I dug into your school records and you pass all the checkmarks of being a recommendation student. None of your teaches are going to recommend you, which is what is suppose to happen, so you would normally be completely void of that option. The thing is, a pro can recommend one student every year. You were the highest ranked student in Aldera, that makes you eligible. I already have the papers signed and everything, I just need your legal guardian's signature and your good."

'I'm going to be a recommendation student!? This is not what I was expecting at all!' "Y-yeah! I-I accept your offer. I guess you can meet me in front of this building tomorrow, and I'll take you to my apartment!" "Hang on kid, I have some conditions." Izuku nods so hard he hurts his neck a little, "Your hero name is going to be Futsū, and you are going to stop patrolling a month before the entrance exam. Got it?" "Yes, Sir!"