Izuku

My attention was pulled away from the law book when a strong voice spoke out behind me. "Hey kid. Why don't you text your mom real quick? You might be here awhile. You don't want her to be worried, do you?"

Motashiro had made a smart suggestion.

A look a realization spreads across my face, and I scramble for my phone. "U-uh yeah! I'll do that right now!"

I took my phone from my bag, and rapidly started typing.

Izuku: hey mom! I'm gonna be home a bit late, I'm stopping by the library to study. School isn't gonna pass itself!

Mom: ok honey! Just make sure you're home before dinner, we're having udon tonight! Love you <3

Izuku: ok mom! Love you too! <3

I turn off my phone and put it back into my bag, going back to the rather boring book. The boredom was probably rather evident on my face, as Kisha actually decided to talk to me,

"I- I know it's n-n-not the most i-interesting thing to read, b-but it's easier is y-you imagine a situation.., l-like this one, h-here... Good Samaritan law... t-try imagining a situation so I-it's easier to u-understand... like, a-a guy saves a k-kid from drowning b-but accidentally b-broke the kids arm in the process... could he b-be arrested?.., u-uhm you don't have to if you don't w-want to though!!! I-it was just a suggestion..." Her voice got meeker as she finished off her advice.

I just smiled and her, dipping my head down for a second. "Thank you! T-that would help a lot K-Kisha san! Thanks!"

She looked up, clearly happy, yet surprised. "Y-you're welcome! Normally people s-say that my stutter is a-annoying and don't let me finish..."

I gave her one more big bright smile and ruffled the top of her hair. Then, my eyes widened. "O-oh! Uhm, sorry! I should've asked, or just not have done it, I-"

"No i-it's ok... thank you..." she walked away, not allowing anymore conversation. I hope I didn't scare her...

"Hey pipsqueak! Get back to work! I'm not going easy on you! You've gotta prove yourself in my book, the others might be lax, but watch your back kid. It's not as easy as it sounds!" Alliko remarked heatedly. Sorry...

"Y-yes sir!" I immediately got back to work, taking into practice what Kisha suggested.
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I got up, my bones popping as I stretch.
What I didn't expect, was to be immediately picked up from behind. I was held in someone's arms, and I immediately recognized the demonic giggle.

What's with Torako san and picking me up?

"Sis. Put the child down. I think he's had enough." I secretly thanked my savior, not quite happy about being picked up so much. It makes me feel like a baby.

"T-thank you Motashiro san..." He brought his hand up, and I closed my eyes, kinda scared. He's really intimidating. Please don't be like Kacchan...

But I had no reason to worry. I peaked one eye open when Motashiro placed his hand on my hand, ruffling my locks. I looked up at him, and my eyes widened a bit when his face changed from it's usual stoic expression to a kind smile. It was almost fatherly.

But then, he quickly pulled back, and after a flash of his eye widening, his face returned to normal. No one else seemed to notice it, but I had. So, I gave him a big closed eye grin.

Third person

Ok, does anyone else see the flowers? Why is he sparkling?

Ok, we're back to Izuku

I blushed a bit, just a tad embarrassed. "Hey kid!" I jumped at the voice, not expecting to be called out. "Don't get distracted! Get back to the book."

"So-sorry Alliko san!"

I turned red, and immediately sat back down. Geez... I'm seriously not fit to be here. My face fell, but I pulled myself together, placing a smile over my frown.

By just as I started reading again, I was pulled up. I whipped my head to the side, Torako was giving me a big smile. "Follow me."

She pulled me around, and I followed. Soon, we came to what looked like a large dinning place. It was an assortment of tables, and a door to what I assumed was a kitchen. But on the other side of the room, was a door labeled "bunks."

It kinda looked like a lunch room, and I assumed that the "bunks" are beds and stuff. I was amazed.

Torako sat me down and one of the tables and sat next to me. "I saw the look on your face earlier." I froze.

"Look. I want to know what's wrong. Cause if I don't know, I can't fix it. I'll wait. And if you don't feel comfortable with telling me, we can try this again tomorrow, ok?"

She was being surprisingly considerate and caring. Calm. The look in her eyes was motherly almost. I sighed, thinking it over. "I just don't think I really belong here... I- I know I signed the thing, don't worry, I'm not just gonna drop out it's just-! Alliko doesn't like me one bit, and I- I think Kisha is sc-scared if me... and Motashiro san..."

Suddenly, Torako grabbed my face, kinda squishing my cheeks as she faced me towards her. "Look. I know they seem cruel, but listen. They all just have a shell you need to break through. Alliko? He is the most sweet, brotherly softie I have ever met. You just need him to trust you. He's a big baby, all the time. One time, when we were little, I scraped my knee and he started bawling cause he thought I was gonna die! It was adorable! He cares a lot, one of these days he's gonna have a soft spot for you, and just like for us, he's gonna act like some mother goose."

She smiled at me, and I giggled a bit.

"And Kisha? She's just shy! But once you get close to her, she is the most encouraging, optimistic person ever! She'd do anything for someone she cares about. We all would. And she's so emotionally strong, and boy you do NOT want to piss her off!

"And that's barely the start. What vibe does Mota give you? Cold, lone wolf? Maybe a bit intimidating?" I hesitated, now wanting to be rude. But then, I nodded after seeing the look in her eyes.

"He would never hurt an innocent kid. He's no lone wolf. Because a lone wolf is a stupid wolf. You know why wolves stay in packs? Cause if they don't, they die. They struggle to hunt on their own. Mota isn't stupid. He's no big bad wolf, most definitely not a lone one. We're his pack. He's like a dad to us, because none of us have a dad left anyways. But he didn't have anyone to be his dad when his wasn't around. Look around at this place," Torako said, gazing upon the tables.

"This is all him. Mota is being a real hero. Doing what the 'heroes' don't. He's making this a place where people and kids like we were can go to. So no one ends up like us. So people without homes, kids without parents, can come here. They can have beds to sleep on. Food to eat. This is what this is all for. This is what YOU are working towards as well. Heroes go for the fame of a heated fight. None of them do what's actually needed, because that doesn't bring you fame. So Mota is doing it. He's being a true hero."

I was amazed. I gazed around the room, seeing all these tables. And one of these days these tables are gonna be filled with people. People who want a place.

"Izuku." She used my real name... "They all have layers you have to break through. I'm the only one without that. You just need to become family."

Tears pricked my eyes, my crybaby attribute clawing at me. "No!" Torako was surprised I shouted. Some small tears leaked from my eyes. She shouldn't think that!

"You do have a deeper side to you! At first, you seem careless. Maybe a bit inconsiderate, and just a bit pushy. But you just proved that all wrong. You love everyone here so much. You put time into things, and you considered my feelings instead of just forcing me to tell you. You gave me a choice! You were calm for me. You pay attention to how your family acts, you are like a mom, or an aunt. You welcomed me here with open arms, no expectations! You praise them so much, and dare to call yourself flat and unlayered? You have deeper meaning as well! So don't put yourself down like that!" I was full out crying by now.

Torako has a few tears rolling down her face, but she quickly wiped them. "You crybaby... come 'er, kid!" She pulled be in for a quick hug. But right before she pulled away, "Thank you... instead of helping you, I feel like you've helped me... thank you Izuku."

Torako stood up, and walked away.

And for once, after all that Kacchan has put me through, all that I've been through being quirkless, I had felt like I had finally, truly inspired someone. I had been heroic in a way... I had stopped...

...Falling...