Izuku sat in the back of his classroom with his head down. He listened to the conversations of his peers, but raised an ear slightly when a familiar voice peaked his interest. Bakugo leaned backwards in his seat with his feet propped up on a desk. There was a cocky grin on his face as he bragged about his good fortune."I'm about to be done with all of you randoms soon enough. U.A. came knocking and they want me, not any of you."

A boy much smaller than Katsuki objected,"But why'd they come see you; that's not the schools format !"

"I'd tell ya maggot, but there's a reason they came to me."

Izuku slightly raised his head and peered at his former friend's blond spikes."You oughta try being nicer to people if your gonna be in U.A." The suggestion was an innocent one from Izuku, even after everything he had no spite towards Bakugo.

Katsuki's eyes widened in anger and small explosions popped from his hands. He launched himself into the air with them and landed on Izuku's desk. The fluffy-haired boy moved his head from the desk before it was landed on."What was that Deku ! Did you say something, I couldn't hear you all the way in the back !"

He looked up at the boy on his Desk and gave him a deadpan look. He understood Katsuki wanted to instil fear in him, but it hadn't worked for years."I said you should try being nicer. People don't like it when you try to show off instead of making them feel better, it's counterproductive."

Katsuki leaned down towards Izuku and stopped his face inches from Midoriya's. He gritted his teeth as he spoke."Tell me Deku, if you're so smart then why didn't they come calling you ?"

"Because I don't go around telling everyone how great I am." There was no grin on Izuku's face as he explained. Bakugo raised a hand and was about to wack Izuku, but luckily for Midoryia their teacher came in to stop an altercation.

"Bakugo !"

He turned around and gazed at the teacher holding a stack of papers in the doorway. The woman was a head taller than the young boy, and her old wrinkled face told the world she wouldn't put up with anyone's nonsense, not even a young prodigy's. Her old, gray hair was cut short and her rusty eyes would stare daggers to every student in the classroom."What is it hag !"

"Sit down before I make sure that silly dream of yours gets nipped in the bud."

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Izuku walked down the street with his hands holding tightly to the straps of his sunny bookbag. He looked ahead down the street and at the bright path ahead of him. There was a slight smile on his face. Leaving school always did seem to be the highlight of his day, but today felt even better than usual. The soles of his bright red shoes kissed the hot concrete, but he nearly lost his balance as a shoulder rammed into his. He looked at who had ran into him and stared at Bakugo with an annoyed look. The blond pressed his teeth together as he put a finger into Izuku's chest." I don't give a damn how strong you think you are; you could never compare to me ! You better get that through your thick skull, cause if you don't I'll have to beat it into you one day !"

Izuku looked at his childhood friend and tilted his head in confusion."Why do you hate me so much Kacchan ? What did I ever do you but shower you with kindness ? I've never thrown any disrespect your way, yet all you've ever done is try to oppress me. Is it because you're scared of me; do you view me as threat to you reaching the hilltop ?"

He scoffed,"Of course not, I'd never fear someone like you. You can't even control that quirk of yours, and because of that you'll never make it into U.A. Maybe you'll catch a break and a desperate school will take a risk on you, but all that would ever do is ruin their image." He laughed,"You can't be a hero when you're one temper tantrum away from ripping yourself apart."

In the past Izuku would have proved him right. He would've gone off and allowed a small percent of his quirk to seep out, but over the years he had learned to tame it. He just had to try and keep his focus so no-one would get hurt. It was a small sacrifice of not displaying his potential, considering it terminated any risk of injuring innocent lives.

Bakugo turned around and waved to Izuku."This is one of the last times we'll ever speak and I'm glad. U.A. wants me Deku, and they haven't considered you for a second. I'ma be the only one out of here to make, and I'll never let you take that title from me."

Bakugo had made it down the path, but stopped in his tracks when Izuku yelled,"Keep thinking that Kacchan ! I will prove everyone wrong one day, and you'll be the first person I think about when I'm at the top alongside All Might !" Bakugo laughed as he walked and shook his head in disbelief at Izuku's ambitions.

.....

Outside of the Bakugo household stood two men. The taller man had wild blond hair and sunken blue eyes. A baggy, white dress shirt was tucked into his black slacks. Next to him stood a slightly shorter man with long, raven hair tied up behind his head. His eyes were a solid black and behind their beauty was sign of sleepless nights. A look at him would've told you he needed a break from his job. A scraggly beard covered his face and he wore a wrinkled coal like suit. He let out a sigh and looked at the man next to him."Why are we even here; you know he has no competition ?"

The blond man turned and reasoned," You have to always see what someone is like before making a monumental decision. Young Bakugo isn't the only boy around worthy of wearing U.A.'s patch."

"Don't tell me you want to see the other kid too ?"

The blond man shook his head in disbelief and knocked on the door in front of him. They waited but no-one came, so he knocked again. This time there was a shout."I'm coming, hold your damn horses !" He waited patient and took a step back as the knob was turned with some power. The door flew open and a woman leaned against the doorway with an annoyed look."Who the hell are you guys ?"

The scrawny man extended a hand toward Mrs. Bakugo and grinned,"Hi, I'm Mr. Yagi and with me is my partner Mr. Aizawa. He's not much of a talker."

Mrs.Bakugo tossed her hand in the air and asked,"Should your names ring a bell ?"

"No, but who we are with should. I am U.A.'s number one hero scout, and my friend is one of our best teachers."

"Hero Scout ?"

" It will all make sense if you give me an opportunity to explain in detail."

The woman gave him a nod and screamed,"Katsuki, get your lazy ass down here !"

.....

Yagi sat down on a cream colored couch with his friend and ran his thumbs together. He looked at the family across from him and studied Katsuki Bakugo. The boy leaned on the couch and rested himself against its arm. He looked right back at Yagi and gave him a scowl."So you're the one U.A. sent, huh ?"

He furrowed his brow at the boy's words."You don't seem excited to seem me or my workmate."

Aizawa rubbed his face before examining,"He's confident in himself, that's why. Isn't that right Bakugo; you believe no-one in this world is more talented than you ?"

"Damn right, but I'm pretty mad it took U.A. so long to notice me. You guys should've been in here years ago to take me under your wing."

Mr. Yagi chuckled to the boy,"We would've loved to, but there a laws in this world. We can't take a six year old boy and try to groom him into a hero."

"But you can take in a ten year old ? That makes zero fucking sense."

Aizawa interjected,"Perhaps, or maybe we didn't think you'd be able to handle it."

Katsuki growled,"What was that !"

"Given how immature you are now; who knows how annoying you would've been then." A few annoyed explosions crackled from Bakugo's hands."But your gifts can't go unnoticed."

Yagi delved deeper into U.A.'s interest."Your quirk is quite impressive young Bakugo. The ability to create explosions in your palms has many uses besides combat, and we believe it can make heroic work come easy to you, but that's not all we love about you. You have a keen mind, and although you don't have a need to try in school; you are second in your class."

A vein popped on the side of Katsuki's head at the word second."D-Did you say second ?"

"Yes. Despite your spectacular scores you are second in your class, but no need to worry this isn't held against you. The other boy has a gifted mind that very few can rival." He cleared his throat before reaching the end of his pitch to Katsuki."Anyways, we will be keeping an eye on you, and if you are selected we will be getting back to you soon."

The boy stopped himself from having an outburst and took a deep breath."Y-You didn't come here to take me ? "

Yagi smiled at the boy,"No, not yet. We still have someone to visit before we make out decision, but someone like you has nothing to worry about."

Bakugo looked at Yagi and Aizawa."You're going to see Deku aren't you; don't it's a waste of your time."

"D-Deku ?"

"Midoriya," rephrased Bakugo. "He doesn't have a chance of being a hero, so instead just go ahead and give me my scholarship or whatever the hell it is."

"Despite what you believe we see potential in the boy, and a claim from a peer of his won't deter us from visiting him."
Katsuki chuckled,"It's your mistake not mine bean pole."

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Izuku sat in his bedroom and studied the clip playing on his computer. He watched Eraserhead as he moved, and scribble down details about the heroes movement. He looked down at the page filled to the brim and placed his pen in a small cup resting on his desk. As Izuku closed his thick notebook when there was a faint knock that echoed into his room. He raised his head in curiosity and peered out of his open door. His mother called out,"Izuku sweetie, could you get the door; I'm a little preoccupied at the moment ?"

"Sure, no problem !" Izuku rushed out of his room and slid across the carpet. He grasped the bronze knob to the front door and turned it. He pulled the door open and looked at the two men in the doorway. His eyes narrowed in suspicious as he picked apart their every detail."Hi, how can I help you ?"

Yagi smiled at the boy and leaned down."We'd like to come in and talk with you."

"My Mom tells me not to let strangers in. Sorry."

He laughed at the boy."Well I'm glad to see you listen to her, but we aren't just any two middle-aged men that want to walk into a child's home; we are with U.A."

Izuku's skeptical gaze disappeared in an instant and he zipped away from the door. He stumbled as he called out, "Mom ! "

"Yes, Izuku ?"

"P-Pe-Me-Ahh, U.A !"

"U.A. !", squeaked the woman.

"Yes ! U.A., they're at our doorstep and they want to talk !"

Inko stumbled out of the kitchen clad in a pink apron and fell onto the carpet knee first. She looked up and saw the two men standing in the doorway. Aizawa watched the chaos unfold and gave Yagi an annoyed look. He couldn't believe they were giving Izuku Midoriya any consideration.

.....

Yagi at the table in the Midoriya kitchen and reached for the steaming plate of cookies in the middle of it. He bit into the treat and enjoyed the chocolate chips as they melted in his mouth. Aizawa rolled his eyes at the man instead of also taking one. Yagi gave the Midoryias a smile,"So you're probably wondering why we are here ?"

Inko's face was frozen with shock as she looked at the two men. Izuku wasn't doing much better, but he was able to squeeze out a sentence."Definitely, why would U.A. want to come see us ?"

"We want to see you Izuku."

The boy froze and began to rummage through his hair. His breathing slowed and he took a gulp."Y-You wa-want me," squeaked Izuku. He was rattled to his core, but he was trying his best to stay composed.

Aizawa jumped into the conversation; Yagi always seemed to get kids hopes up."Don't get excited Midoriya; there are plenty of kids that may take your place. This is just way of us getting a preview to who you really are."

"This isn't making any sense, since when has U.A. came knocking at people's doors ?"

Yagi tossed a hand in the air as explaining U.A.'s change in format had slipped his mind; the man's excitement had gotten the best of him."U.A. has made a change to try in separate itself from other schools. Instead of hosting an entrance exam, we will be pursuing gifted, young children that can be groomed from a young age. We will take them under our wings and treat them like our own. The only issue is, we're only allowed to take in so many kids."

Inko muttered,"Competitive selection."

"Exactly."

"T-Then why would you be interested in Izuku; I've never reached out to anyone about his quirk ?"

"U.A. has connections Ms. Midoryia , and we can get our hands on about anything we want. We are well aware of Izuku's quirk and the struggles he's had with it. Both my colleague and I have read the report, and it was intriguing to say the least."

Aizawa looked Izuku in the eyes and commented,"His quirk is dangerous." Izuku's heart sank as he bawled his fist under the table."You better wow us in the next fifteen minutes, cause if you don't, we won't be calling again." The man seemed cold, but Yagi understood how he worked; he wanted to try and stir something in Izuku.

"You sound like everyone else," said Izuku.

Yagi raised an eyebrow and asked,"Are they right ?"

"Not if I can do anything about it." Izuku raised his hand and small sparks began to pop from his fingertips."At first I couldn't harness any of it, but over time I've slowly figured it out. I use to have little outburst, but that doesn't happen anymore."

Aizawa activated his quirk and canceled Izuku's."Can you use it in combat ?"

Izuku put his hand back under the table and whispered,"No."

"Then you're useless to us. What use does someone like you have in the field ?"

"I-I don't know," admitted the boy. Izuku could feel his dream slipping away before his eyes."But I can tell you one thing. I will work harder than anyone has ever before so I can control it, and that is something I can promise you."

A small smile grew on Yagi's face as he looked into the boy's bright eyes. The fire in them was breathtaking, and he had only ever seen a few with a will like that. Aizawa didn't bite on it."Hard work alone can't make you great. People need to have talent to be successful, especially in my line of work."

Izuku's expression didn't change, he expected the blount man to say that. Yagi let out a sigh,"Aizawa, would you please step outside; I'd like to talk with the Midoriyas in private ?" The dark-haired man stood up understanding Yagi's engrossment with Izuku. When Aizawa made it outside Yagi put his hands together and looked at the family across from him."I'm going to be honest with you Izuku; there is only one person at U.A. that is intrigued by you, and that is me. As I told you earlier I am a hero scout, and my employer respects my opinion because I have spent my entire life around the job. They believe I have an eye for talent, so they let me pull a few strings, and I was able to squeeze you in. I have always been one to do research before seeing a possible hero in training, but with you I took it slower than usual. I know about your special mind, and also your accidents as a child. Your quirk is the most powerful one I've ever seen and it would be a shame if it wasn't put to use. If one day you learned to wield it properly, there's no doubt in my mind you'd make a fine hero, but I fear no-one will give you a chance. I will try everything in my power to convince the school you're worth a slot, but I don't know if they will give in. They don't like the risk of a blemish on the school, and that is what they view you as. Unpredictability scares people, but I've always found it fascinating. The ones you can't predict always end up being great." Yagi let out a sigh as he stood up,"But I worry they will pass on you, and decided to take in a child with a lesser quirk, so I want to do something out of the ordinary for you. I want to keep in touch, even if I don't get my way. People should know the name Izuku Midoryia ."