Izuku & Mirio

(This takes place a month before the Entrance Exams)


Izuku fumbled with the last shot he aimed towards the target, making the arrow veer off even more towards the right than his last attempt.


"Alright," Snipe said. Izuku looked down to see all the arrows decorating the grass around the target with none of them actually on it. Snipe whistled at the fallen arrows while Izuku groaned. "Welp, it looks like you still need a bit more practice with the bow and arrow before I let you hold a gun."


Izuku looked down at his bow and arrow before looking up at Snipe, "Why can't I just train with a gun instead?"


"First, your dad will plan my death if you even get a scratch under my care. I hate to see what he does to me if you get some kind of wound from a gun backfiring on you or worse," Snipe retorted, his shoulder shivering a bit when he thought if what Nedzu might do to him with an incident like that ever were to happen. "And secondly, the whole point of this is for you to learn how to aim, so when you do try with a gun it will be much easier for you to pick up on."


"Can't argue with your logic on that. I guess I just need to practice more, I'll get the hang of it sooner than later," Izuku answered back, rubbing his thumb against the smooth wood of the bow.


Izuku took Snipe's offer to help him learn how to deal with more advanced weaponry like guns in comparison to his smoke bombs and pepper spray. He originally thought he would just go straight to the shooting range and learn from there, but Snipe was taking it slow with him by teaching him the basics of the bow and arrow. So Snipe took him outside the UA building to one of the training areas for his first lesson.


After finishing up, Snipe led him back to the UA building with a reminder to practice more training exercises to help with his archery. Izuku nodded back to him before he heading off to the faculty lounge.


"Ah, young Izuku! How nice to see you."


Izuku turned around at the familiar voice to see All Might in his lankier form. "Hello, Uncle Toshi. You took your vitamins today, right?"


"I did," Toshinori smiled proudly, "How are you? How is training?"


"I'm okay. It will take me a while to practice archery to perfection. But I won't give up when it could help me in the future." Izuku breathed out, "How is training with Mirio?"


"It's going great! I am meeting Mirai and Mirio on a beach to finish up our summer training. Mirio has taken care of almost all of the beach already, but I would like to extend the invitation to you," Toshinori offered.


Izuku looked confused. He tilted his head at the offer, "Why do you want me to come? Would I be more of a nuisance since this is Mirio's training to take on... you know... the successor quirk thing?"


"No! Not at all! Young Mirio wanted to invite you to show you what it was like on the beach. He has previously invited young Tamaki and Nejire to show them the beach as well," Toshinori explained.


"It's just to clean up the beach, right? Ah, sure. It shouldn't be a problem then," Izuku grinned, "I'll just help out Mirio senpai with cleaning up some litter left on the beach. What's the worse that could happen?"


Toshinori smiled gratefully before Izuku turned around to inform Nedzu about the outing he was about to take.


He was proud that Mirio was taking on All Might's quirk just cause of how hard he had worked to perfect his quirk over the years he spent at UA. Izuku still remembers the first time he met Mirio when he was the first year at UA, back when he was only twelve


*


Izuku was walking to Ectoplasm's math class to check in on what he was doing. He made it a habit to check in on the teachers only when they had the time and weren't too busy. He checks on him while his class was working on group projects to see how he was doing and if he needed any coffee from the faculty lounge.


Ectoplasm said no, but they did engage in a conversation about the latest movie that came out that didn't hold a candle to the original. Times seemed to pass quickly as Izuku analyzed what they could have done better with the lackluster storyline while Ectoplasm was nodding his head in agreement. One of the students nodded at what he said while they were in their group before their group members got them back on track.


After that, Izuku took his leave to not distract Ectoplasm for too long. He was walking down the hallway to get back to the faculty office to hopefully make a new batch of coffee for the other teachers since Aizawa would have drunk a whole pot by now.


But while Izuku was so deep in his thoughts about making a vanilla brew, a student fell through the wall leading to the outside training area.


Now, Izuku has seen a lot of people thump against the wall before. They would be too sleepy from the night before and end up knocking their head against the hard wall. And he has seen others that have accidentally knocked down the wall from either the support course that blew up their invention or a hero course student whose quirk misfires. But he has never seen a student go through the wall with no damage at all. Izuku noticed that there was no even a singular hole in the wall, yet a hero course student was standing in front of him.


And he was naked.


He blocked his eyes with his hands as the student cursed silently to himself before hiding his private area from Izuku.


"Oh, um, hello," The male's voice greeted him. Izuku peeked out from his hands to look at the top half of the student in front of him. The taller boy had blonde hair that sticks up from his head and blue eyes that looked sheepish. "I'm sorry that you had to see my willy."


"Is..." Izuku blinked, desperately trying not to look down. "...was that your quirk?"


They answered back with a smile, "Yes, it is. My quirk is permeation. It allows me to pass through any tangible matter like walls and the ground."


Izuku's eyes seemed to sparkle. He wanted to go deep into analysis on his quirk so badly.


"My name is Toogata Mirio. And I'm technically your senpai since you look a bit young," the other than paused as they remembered that they were the first year, "Hey, don't you look a little bit too young to be a high school student?"


"Yes. Yes, I do," He nodded back at Mirio. "I'm not a student here officially, but I am aiming for it in like three years."


Toogata cleared his throat, "Then, if you don't mind me asking, why are you here? Are you a teacher's kid? Or do you need my help to guide you somewhere?"


"Well, yes and no, yes, I am the kid of someone here, but I'm not a teacher's son. But all of the teachers here are part of my family in some way or another."


Mirio hummed, "Hmm, then..."


"Ah, young Toogata, I see you have met Izuku when you fell through the wall," Vlad King spoke up as he walked towards the two. Izuku straightened up when he saw the familiar face approaching.


"Yes, I did, Sensei."


"Haha, I can't believe you have met Nedzu's son already."


Mirio blinked twice at the new information that Vlad King had spilled. He looked down to see Izuku who was calmly watching his expression change with a grin.


Izuku joked, "Am I a teacher's son, a runaway middle schooler, or a secret pile of mice in a human disguise? Just kidding. I'm the principal's son. Just call me Izuku."


Toogata was still currently freaking out on the inside while he kept his smile up on the outside. "Ah, that makes sense."


"Well, Toogata. Tamaki is holding onto your clothes outside when you finally come back to class," Vlad King said, turning back down the hallway before he moved his head to address Izuku. It was nice seeing you here Izuku, but you might want to make it back to the faculty lounge before lunch starts."


The first-year student waved to the newly introduced principal's son as he started to head back towards the wall from which he came, "Well, it was nice to meet you Izuku."


"Nice to meet you too, Mirio-senpai," Izuku nodded with a calming smile, similar to who Nedzu's smile was during the entrance ceremony. With a wave, Mirio was through the wall and back outside to finish up in his class. And so, Izuku continued on his way to the lounge to make a vanilla brew of coffee and wait until lunchtime to see what new recipe that Lunch Rush wants him to try out.


*


After his encounter with Mirio, Izuku met Tamaki officially during the first year sports festival.


It was right after the obstacle course event with Mirio stripping down live to use his quirk. Izuku was walking fast through the halls to get to a vending machine to get Uncle Mic a soda drink.


And that's when Izuku ran into Tamaki literally. His face connected with the slender chest of a dark-haired boy carrying the top half of the UA training uniform. The blue and white shirt laid across his shaking arms as he mumbled his apologies to Izuku.


"It's okay. I'm guessing you are trying to find Mirio-senpai?"


"H..how did you know?"


"I noticed that he grabbed his pants, but he left his shirt behind and then you picked it up," Izuku answered back, glancing down at the larger shirt that the other had in his arms. "You are Tamaki, right?"


Tamaki nodded quickly, looking away from him to face the wall instead.


"Mirio-senpai is in waiting room 2. Good luck with the rest of the sports festival, Tamaki-senpai!" Izuku smiled before walking past him with a wave.


Tamaki froze up, turning red before running to where the waiting rooms were.


Shortly after that short interaction, Izuku went back up to the announcer booth to give Uncle Hizashi a much-needed drink before the Calvary race started. He watched from the booth while Tamaki and Mirio teamed up with a blue-haired girl.


*


From that point on, he would run into Mirio and Tamaki a lot. He would see Nejire sometimes, but it was mostly if he took the vents somewhere. It was like clockwork how he would pop out of a vent and Nejire would be somewhere near the vent when it happened. When it did, she would talk his ear off about questions she had.


There was one time where Mirio had suddenly shifted into Nedzu's office accidentally while he was on the floor above them. His nude body just collapsed into the middle of the floor, catching himself before he went through the floor again. Nedzu barely glanced up from his desk to greet Mirio who apologized for interrupting. Izuku gave him a short wave while he continued to work in the psychology textbooks that Hound Dog had lent to him.


He has barely known Mirio-senpai for a few months, and he had already seen his nether regions way too much. But it was to be expected because of his quirk. And Tamaki was already nearby because he was searching for him to give him back his clothes to change into.


And then, time passed.


In Mirio's second year, Sir Nighteye was visiting Izuku and Nedzu to inform them of how All Might was doing when he noticed Mirio training his quirk. Izuku perked up when he noticed Nighteye's gaze drift toward him. He rambled to Nighteye about Mirio-senpai and how amazing his quirk was. Mirai took an interest since he saw potential in the way he seemed to determine to overcome the struggles that he still faced with his quirk.


So Nighteye took Mirio under his wing after that day. Izuku knew that Nighteye noticed how Mirio could be a successor for All Might for when he retires just from the way that Mirio reminded Mirai of him. It was obvious.


But Izuku became protective over his senpai figure over the past year that he has known him. So he made sure that Nighteye had the best intentions with him. He did kg want Mirio to stress over having to fill the role of the Symbol of Peace. He didn't want Mirio to replace All Might.


He just wanted Mirio to become want he wanted. He wanted to see him become Lemillion.


Nighteye understood Izuku's point after a long talk with him. He continued to help Mirio with his quirk and help him further implement his intelligence into planning strategies using his quirk.


And now, Mirio is going into his third year while Izuku is going into his first year. And from what Izuku has heard, Mirio has made record time in cleaning up the trash beach. So hopefully, Izuku can pith in his help to declutter the beach. He has already been through a lot of training, so cleaning up a beach sounds easy.


*


"Oh god, I'm dying. This is what it feels like. When did I agree to this American Dream Plan? I thought I was picking up soda bottles not soda machines," Izuku muttered as he steadily took in deep breaths. He looked up to find Mirai leaning back as he watched Mirio and his work on the beach. "Nighteye, help me."


Mirai shrugged as the sound of Toshinori's encouraging voice towards Mirio to try and pick up a large cabinet was in the background. "You did this to yourself. You have no one to blame but yourself."


"I thought will all of my training that I would be fine will dealing with the heavier stuff I spotted on the beach, but it didn't help that much. I think I should add some weight lifting to my training." Izuku sighed, not noticing how the background noise has quieted down. "All of this trash. And exercise..."


"Trash, right?" Mirio said as he popped his face out of an old fridge right by Izuku's head. Izuku yelped at the surprise as his upperclassman chuckled at his expression.


Mirio popped his head back out of the fridge door and slapped Izuku on the back as he tugged two fridges behind him. One was the normal-sized one he used to scare Izuku with and the other was a mini-fridge decorated with half-scraped off stickers.


"Hey, at least he isn't struggling. Mirio looks to be ready to take on the power sooner than I thought," Izuku said to Nighteye who nodded his head.


Nighteye responded, "Mirio has been working hard on his quirk to a point of perfection, and now with One for All, he will have a large power boost. I have no doubt he will do great things."


Izuku nodded back with a smile, "I can imagine that Lemillion won't be just a second coming of All Might. He would be even better. But I can see him being a symbol of peace...or hope. Ooh, what happens if there was more than one symbol?"


Mirai raised his eyebrows, "Oh?"


"I'm just rambling here, but what if there were multiple symbols so there wouldn't be any more of the kind of stuff that All Might went through. With multiple symbols, everyone won't just be relying on one person to take care of everything. There could be like the symbol of peace, hope, justice, victory, love, and... I'm not getting ahead of myself, am I?" Izuku asked, cutting himself off from mumble ranting.


Mirai slowly shook his head, "No, Izuku. I'm quite intrigued by your thought. Who would be the other symbols as of right now? Do you have an idea of who can fit into those titles?"


"Um, not any concrete idea. If there was a symbol of wisdom, then my dad or you would fit. But as for right now, I don't see any outstanding pro heroes as of yet. Mirio would be an amazing symbol of hope though when he officially graduates," Izuku praised Mirio right as they were walking up behind him.


"Aww, that so sweet of my kohai to say!" Mirio proudly said, lifting a microwave covered in wires into his arms.


Izuku smiled back at his older friend before looking down at what he could bring up to the awaiting pick-up truck that was almost filled with the junk that Mirio carried up to it. Maybe he could find another broken kitchen appliance.


"Hey! HEY! What do you think you're doing?! Those materials could be used for my BABIES!"


Toshinori coughed harshly at the sudden declaration from out of nowhere. Mirio dropped the microwave that was in his hands just and it fell onto the hot sand. Mirai looked up unimpressed as a pink-haired girl rushed out onto the beach to swoop up the microwave covered in the tangled wires.


Izuku blinked at her, "Uh, Hello."


The girl looked up from the wire wrapped microwave in her arms to him and extended her arm out from under the microwave to give him a real strong handshake. "Hatsume Mei, one of the best incoming support item inventors in the making. Who are you and why are you taking prime material for my babies from this beach?"


Mirio tilted his head as he glanced down at the microwave that was still resting in the girl's hands, "Babies?"


"Why would you give a microwave to a baby?" Izuku asked, very confused as to what was going on. Mirai stifled a small chuckle from the expressions on their faces.


"Yes! My precious babies that I have made from some of the best material I can find from this trash dump beach before it started to disappear throughout the summer," Mei answered, giving a small glare towards the upperclassman. "I'm guessing that it is your doing that it has been disappearing."


Toshinori coughed before answering, "Well, it isn't disappearing, but we are relocating it to an actual trash dump to renew the beach to what it once was."


"Ah, that is a good goal to have in mind, but it is a real shame that I won't be getting to make that mechanic suit I was planning with the old fridge doors," Mei sighed, "I'll just work with what I got, so I can finish my portfolio to get myself into UA's support course."


Izuku's ears seemed to perk up as Mei talked, "You are thinking about going into UA? And what is this I hear about a mechanic suit? Are you using the fridge doors as the armor around the suit?"


Mei's eyes zoomed in on him, "Yes! Exactly! Well, it is only the prototype design to get the functions right, I will reinforce the armor later when I have the right materials for it. And of course, I'm going to UA! Why? Are you going to?!"


"Yes, I plan on taking part in the hero course, but I am very interested in support items and have designed a few of my own," Izuku nodded.


Mirai and Toshinori shared a look while Mei and Izuku bounced ideas off of each other. Mirio continued to clean the beach with Izuku helping with more of the smaller items, but Mei told Izuku about certain objects she wanted to use. So Izuku places certain pieces in a small separate pile for Mei to take home.


When it came time for Mei to leave, Izuku said, "I hope to see you there, Hatsume-Chan."


Mei grinned back at him excitedly, "I better see you there, Green!"


Izuku continued to wave at her retreating figure until Mirio whispered loudly. "Did you even tell her your name?"


Izuku froze with his hand in the air, "Ah, I knew I was forgetting something."

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