Setting; Boku No Hero Academia - My Hero Academia

OC; New OC - Named Mineta(Last Name) Mitsu(First Name) - A Young Female Teen Who Went To And Lived Inside A Private Academy

Death; Kidnappers had stormed the academy she lived and studied at looking for a certain student who studied there, she lied and said that she was the one they were looking for, later murdered by the kidnappers

Reincarnated As; Female!Mineta Minoru

Pairings; ?????

-Chapter Start-

A lot can happen in two years, even if it seemed to go in a blink of an eye.

At six years old, Mitsu felt so much older yet lighter in so many ways. The feeling older part was most likely because, spiritually - if one believes in souls - and mentally, she is older. Knowing so much put a strain on her, yet much of the strain and weight on her came from knowing just how disgusting she is. Being reborn into his place showed her just how worthless she must be. Her karma must've been in the negatives when she died.

The feeling lighter part though, came from the fact that she actually has a loving Father and close friends this time around. Sure, in her last life, she had friends, but none as close as the ones she had now.

It was hard to believe that after that whole mess on the first day of preschool that she would gain people who actually like her - not hate her or see just how useless she is.

----------------FLASHBACK-----------------

"So, what you're telling me Pretty-Sensei," Mitsu's Otousan, Mineta Moji, started to say slowly, grin on his face but eyes telling a different story - they looked very sharp, like a knife. "is that you were not paying attention to your own class, not noticing my daughter having a panic attack - that was caused by three other kids, also in the same class - inside what is supposed to be your classroom, and now want to let the kids who did it off with a slap on the wrist without so much as a word about all this. Am I getting this right?"

All Mitsu could do was gap at her only parent, never having seen him like this. Oh, he still had his silly grin on his face and his voice was still chipper and light - but his eyes screamed how unsatisfied he was. Never before has she seen him so angry. She didn't even know he could get angry!

"W-Well-!" Yuki-Sensei floundered as her cheeks turned bright red in embarrassment, obviously not expecting this from Moji, who before acted like nothing but a obvious flirt with no sharp edges to him. She most likley thought he'd be easy to convince to just let this all slide, without a word to the school board, with just a few sweet words.

"I thought your Quirk was Bat anyway - aren't you supposed to hear sounds better than an average person? That's what your ears are for, right? Or is it just for looks only?" Moji raised an eyebrow, grin never leaving as he leaned forward, looking like he was very eager for the answer.

"T-The walls are reinforced because of students typically getting their Quirks around this time in their life." Yuki started to explain in a hurry. "I can't hear anything through these walls, not unless a door or window is opened - or even a little hole somewhere in the wall is there. I-I couldn't hear what was going on in the classroom, and one of the more frightened new students and clingy parents had taken up my attention. I'm sorry this had happened."

"Yet, saying sorry doesn't mean it won't happen again~" Moji cooed out, lounging in the plastic chair like it was made of gold and he owned it. "Listen, I know it's only the first day - but my daughter is my light, my world, my everything. I can't just let this go without anything concrete to show that this won't happen again. No one knew this would happen so I kind of understand giving those kids a slap on the wrist, I'll give you that, but if this happens again...." Moji trialed off, letting Yuki fill in the blanks with whatever she thought was the worst case scenario was for herself.

Yuki paled, with a gulp. Moji, with a grin, turned to his daughter. "Baby, could you go tell the other parents to come in so that we can have that group chat like Pretty-Sensei said we would have after she filled me in? You can stay out in the hall with the other kids, you don't need this stress after all."

With wide eyes, all Mitsu could do was nod in agreement and listen to her father, leaving the classroom quickly.

She had no idea that a silly man - one who always has a grin, happy voice, doing silly things, and wacky movements - could be so threatening. This was obviously the true power of being a parent; Being able to be scary no matter how they look or act whenever their child was put into danger.

As soon as she stepped into the hallway, Mitsu froze as many eyes zoned onto her. All the adults were sitting next to their children on the chairs that were up against the wall.

"A-Ah..." Clinching the bottom part of her school uniform, Mitsu tried to breath despite the fact that her heart was trying to beat out of her chest. "A-A-Adu-Adults.....G-G-G-G-Go-"

"Are they asking for all the adults to come in?" The woman sitting next to Ryuu asked nicely and with a grin. She was average height, looked like she was in her thirties, and had short red hair that was chopped around her chin, tan with freckles, and had bright red eyes. She was wearing a red sweater, blue jeans, and simple shoes. In fact, she was the most causally dressed out of all the adults.

Gulping, Mitsu nodded, lightly shaking.

With that, all six adults got up and went into the room. Almost of them seemingly being Mothers, while one was older, most likely a grandmother.

Once the door shut softly, Mitsu still didn't know what to do or know how to calm down. Not with how the blond girl, Riri, black haired boy, Mizu, and browned hair boy, Sora, were glaring at her. Luckily for her, someone decided to make themselves known before another argument or venomous words could be spat out.

"Mitsu-Chan!" Ryuu brightly called out waving his arm around excitedly to catch her attention. When she finally looked up at where he was sitting, he started slapping the chair next to him so much that Mitsu worried that the chair would topple down. "Come sit next to me!"

Biting her bottom lip, Mitsu hurried to do just that in fear that if she stood there longer, he'd get louder or do something reckless. She'd hate to have the parents come back out so quickly or for him to accidentally start an argument with the other children. Nearly tripping, hurried and got up on the plastic chair. Squeaking a bit when suddenly, Noburu pretty much jumped onto the other chair next to her. Rin was on the chair next to Noburu already and did not have to move, but he did tilt his head to look at them all. The others made sure to stay in their chairs, far away from them as possible.

"We didn't get to introduce ourselves before we got dragged here!" Noburu grinned widely, purple eyes sparkling.

"The teacher said our names before calling our parents. She knows who we are." Rin bluntly stated this fact, making Noburu pout. But, then he pushed his glasses up with a slight hum. "But, it is polite to introduce oneself anyway. I am Rin Osamu."

"I'm Noburu Nobu!" Noburu beamed as she introduced herself. Mitsu couldn't help but notice how much opposite the two are. "But, you can call me Nobu! I don't mind, unlike mister sour over here."

"I-I'm M-Mineta M-M-Mitsu!" Mitsu cut in before Rin could say anything, fearing a fight would break out. She's not sure her heart could handle it. "Y-You all c-can ca-call me M-M-Mitsu....."

"Shou Ryuu. But you both knew that already." Ryuu stated this with a weary look in his eyes as he looked both Nobu and Rin up and down.

Ice gripped Mitsu for a moment. Ryuu had stated this in a way that implied that he knew them before preschool even started. It wasn't hard to see that Ryuu wasn't well liked because of his Quirk that may have either gotten before school, or even at birth. These two, while being nice and seemed to be nice enough, could be two of his bullies. Yet, that doesn't make total sense as they wouldn't have came to help her out before, as Ryuu was with her. Maybe a change of heart? No, Mitsu quickly shook off her assumptions. While theories might be going on in her head, she shouldn't just assume things about others.

No one can get lower than her anyway. What's the point in thinking the worst of others when you, yourself, are the worst that can be?

"Yeah, I've been meaning to talk to you. But you always run away before I can!" Nobu frowns at this before lightening up. "I'd been wanting to invite you to play with me and Osamu-Kun, but you're always gone before I can."

"You....wanted to play with me?" Ryuu asked in pure shock. It made Mitsu's heart hurt seeing that on someone else's face.

How can something no one can control be so hated if deemed wrong? Quirks are like someone's hair color or eye color. Mitsu doesn't understand how one can be evil and one good? Sure, here's isn't the best, maybe one of the worst because of who she is now, but that doesn't make it evil or good. It is what it is, and she doesn't understand how someone can judge a whole person based on that alone.

"Better than the rest of general population." Rin states this factually. Like he wasn't imply that the rest of the world, or most of it, was people that he did not want to play with or even know. Which, to be fair, Mitsu can sort of understand. Who would want to know her?

"But....why...?" Confused and dumbfounded, Ryuu was lost for words. He gaped at them all as if there were aliens and speaking a different language.

"W-Why wouldn't they?" Mitsu blurts out before she can stop herself, scrambling and stuttering all the whole. Her face feeling like she was a volcano from how warm it felt. "Y-your Q-Q-Q-Quirk is amazing! I-It's so p-p-pretty, you-your scales r-r-re-remind me of f-fire!"

Feeling like she could vomit from embarrassment alone, Mitsu couldn't help but give a small, shaky smile in return once Ryuu's face was overtaken by a toothy grin. Those sharp teeth should send fear into Mitsu, but with how happy the boy looks, she can't find it in herself to be scared.

"My Quirk is actually called Fire Drake! I can breath different fires, fly and look kinda like a dragon!" Ryuu then blows out a small poof of light red fire. All three children eyes widen at the sight of it. "It's a mix of my parents' Quirks! Ma has Fire; she can blow out different types of fire. Da has Drake - he's a dragon!"

"WOW!" Nobu's eyes looked like they have sparkles in them. The girl then lifted a finger and put it in her mouth before pulling. Her cheeks stretched far out, unnaturally so. Then, she let go, making it snap back in place. "My Quirk is the same of my Papa's, only stronger! It's called, Stretch. Mama's Quirk is called Bloat; her body can puff up like a balloon or ball, and then she can roll it, smashing everything in her path! Or she can bloat up one body part and use it like a weapon!"

'You say that like she's done that before!' Mitsu mentally cried, gulping as she imagined someone doing that.

"I suppose I should say my Quirk too." Rin slowly said, turning her blood red eyes onto them. "My Quirk is Healing Sight. As long as I know the facts behind the wound and treatment, and I can see it, I should be able to heal it. My Mother's Quirk is Healing Touch; by touching minor wounds, she can heal them. My Grandmother's Quirk, who is the woman who came for me, is X-Ray Vision. Pretty explanatory."

Mitsu noticed how he didn't say anything about his father. But, as someone who is living with a single father in this new life, she didn't say anything about it.

Then, she noticed them all looking at her.

Jolting and paling, Mitsu shook as she tried to form the words needed. Seeing their patience and kindness, Mitus forced it out.

"M-My Qu-Quirk is the i-in t-the s-same f-family o-of my-my Otousan! Ju-just a b-bit different!" Taking in a deep breath, Mitsu tried to calm herself. It wasn't working. "I-It's called P-Po-Pop-Off.... I ca-can take th-the spheres o-off my he-head and the-they'll stick to an-anything but m-me. I-It depends...on my o-overall health th-though...."

Eyes focusing on her shaking hands that clinched the skirt part of her dress, Mitsu's knew that her Quirk wasn't as impressive as the others.

'Why would they want to know about my Quirk? Flying, spewing fire, stretching like rubber, being able to see someone's health with just a glance and able to heal it with a stare, all those are more useful than mine!' Mitsu tried to hold back tears, waiting for the remarks on how worthless she was. But, it was okay, she knew that she was already. 'All those Quirks are more useful than mine, every Quirk is! I'm just....I'm worst than trash-!'

"Fascinating."

Head jerking up, Mitsu stared at Rin in shock. Rin, on the other hand, truly looked at her in fascination. Like her Quirk was actually worth something.

"Wow~!" Swiftly turning her eyes to Nobu, Mitsu saw her grinning and eyes having stars in them. "You could catch anyone like a hero with a Quirk like that! Sticking them down until the police take'em in!"

"She's already a hero."

Heart stilling, Mitsu slowly turned her head. There sat Ryuu, who still had his toothy grin. But his eyes screamed how he truly belived the words that never should be directed to her.

"You....Your Quirk is nice, great even! But, that doesn't make you a hero." Ryuu kicked his feet in the air, cheeks getting red. "You're brave, and sweet! I think you'd make the best hero ever - even better than All Might!"

Jaw dropping, Mitsu's brain almost gave out. There was no way, in any life or world, that she could make a better hero than someone who has been doing it for longer than she has been alive. Being a hero is a serious job, almost like becoming a emergency worker of some kind, like a police officer mixed in with fire fighter, only with a side of possibly becoming a celebrity. It's a weird mix of popularity and saving lives, both of which Mitsu doesn't think she can do.

What could something as disgusting as herself do in a job or career like that?

Yet, here was a child, someone who is so nice to her, looking at her like she was a hero. Like she did the impossible or saved his very life when she hadn't. What can she say in the face of that?

Luckily for Mitsu she didn't need to say anything. As, just at that moment, the door to the office opened, with Moji walking out with all the other parents behind him. Some mothers not looking happy at all. If she listened hard enough, Mitsu swears she could hear whimpering or crying of some kind coming from within the office.

"So, that happened!" Moji laughed loudly, bright grin on his face as he cheerfully walked over to where she sat. "Now, baby, why don't you introduce me to your new friends?"

'Friends....' Mitsu wondered as Ryuu and Nobu started to introduce themselves loudly, with Rin doing so calmly.

A very smile worked it's way up, shy and shaky, but it was there.

'That sounds nice.'

--------------END FLASHBACK--------------

Ever since then, all four of them had became closer and closer. She had even started calling Rin, Osamu-Nii, after he gave her permission to use his given name. He was so much like an older brother to her, she just blurted it out instead of "Osamu-Kun" like she should have done. But, for whatever reason, he was fine with someone like her calling him "Brother". Weird, but she wasn't going to question it.

Ryuu and Nobu had even asked Moji if they could all have a sleepover together. Osamu even asked for it as well. Not loudly like them, but it was obvious to see he wanted one too. Now, in her last life, Mitsu knows this would never be done. Some things were just not done, like letting boys and girls sleepover no matter the age, especially not in the same room.

Moji, on the other hand, had said yes and even somehow convinced the other parents - even Osamu's strict Grandmother. Mitsu's father did not care or even acknowledge gender rules or stereotypes, and this showed a lot in her parenting. So, every Saturday since the first sleepover, sometimes on other days when they had breaks or vacations from school, all four children would sleepover at one of their homes.

Speaking of homes, she and her father had moved from their small apartment to a nice sized, and most certainly bigger, apartment.

How was this possible when her father was only an office worker?

Well, one day he came home later, cheerfully saying he got a new job.

Really, Mitsu wonders if her father has a second Quirk that gives him insane levels of good fortune. Because how he said he got the job seems like it was just him in the right place at the right time.

-------------FLASHBACK---------------

"Otousan...got a n-new job?" Mitsu's eyes widened at this new fact being told. She didn't even know he was looking for a new job.

"Yeah!" Moji beamed so hard that his face might as well been the sun. "It comes with a huge pay cheek too! So, we'll be able to get a better place and I'll be able to spoil you a bit."

"Y-You d-d-don't ha-have to do that!" Mitsu's face went bright red at the very thought of being spoiled. She didn't deserve that, and she didn't need it. Having a father who loves her, even though she is not at all lovable, is worth more than all the gold in the world.

Waving it off with a laugh, Moji went on to explain his new job and how he got it.

"See, when I was walking home, some guy was screaming. Of course I went to check it out, and it turns out that this guy was having some kind of panic attack and using his Quirk left and right. I couldn't just leave him there, so I went up and said hi." Mitsu sweat-dropped at this, knowing full well that her father would do that, not caring he might have been hurt. "I got him to calm down soon after. After that, some official looking people found us. Turns out the guy I calmed down was apart of some government counseling group. Where people with messed up pasts, can't control their Quirks, and other things like that, go to get help while the government funds it all. The guy I helped out was one of those hard cases, hard to calm down once he got going, so I was offered a counseling job!"

Of course her father would take the job just like that. Never mind that Mitsu is sure that Moji doesn't have a physiology degree of any kind. Yet, new world means new rules. It's also a good amount in the future compared to the year she had been born in her first life and died in. Maybe Moji's personality, easy going nature, and cheerful smile made him the perfect candidate to be a councilor of some kind? And it's not like they can't send him to school or pay for some kind of training course.

All that mattered that he was happy and wanted to do this new job. Everything else didn't matter.

-----------------END FLASHBACK----------------

After that, a few months, they moved into a bigger apartment that was in the same prefecture. That way she didn't have to go to a different school and still live by her friends. The apartment was nice, and while sad that they weren't living next to Hikaru-San, it was nice.

With more money though, meant that Moji could pay for things he couldn't before and easily save up for newer things. But that didn't mean that they didn't still clip a ton of coupons, shop smartly, or go to thrift shops of all kinds. After living on a tight budget for so long, they weren't about to stop any time soon. Money was not always a given, best to use it smartly.

But, like he had stated before, Moji started to spoil her a bit. Not so much that she feared that he was wasting so much money, but just enough to know that he only loved her so much and wanted to show it - and wanted to her the best future that she can have. As, he saved up for her to take lessons after school.

Osamu's Grandmother was actually a retired medical doctor and taught first-aid at a local hospital. Any ages above four were welcomed, and after a certain amount of training and after a certain age, could take a test to become a certified first responder. There were different levels of course, and the classes were not the cheapest, but it was one class that Mitsu wanted to do more than anything.

She can still feel the pain and fear. Still feels the hands gripping her tightly, tasting the blood as she is broken in so many ways. Never did she want to feel that again. She didn't want others to feel that. So, with only a bit of regret for asking so much, did she ask for the lessons. Of course Moji said yes, and because they were so close to the Rin family, they got a nice discount on the price for the lessons.

And, because she went, of course Ryuu went. Nobu and Osamu already started, although Osamu was far ahead of them all. Naturally so, with living with two medical doctors and having a healing type Quirk.

After that, Mitsu actually took up two other classes offered in her prefecture. Well, Ryuu asked her to take one with him and the other all four of their parents got together and decided for them to take the class together after finding out about it and thinking it was fun for them to do together. To learn something new and maybe meeting new friends.

Because of his wings, Ryuu actually took flying lessons to one day get a license to fly around in the sky. There were different levels of it, level one being only able to fly around where you live, and a higher level being able to fly all around Japan and land on certain pads on roof tops - like a helicopter. But, Ryuu wanted to take another class; Gymnastics.

He wanted to do flips while flying. Wanted to move around freely even while in the sky and wind blowing in his face. But, he didn't want to take the lessons alone. Nobu was already naturally gifted in things like contortion and gymnastics with a Quirk like her's, and Osamu wasn't interested in doing it. Mitsu, on the other hand, didn't mind it. It was something different as she spent so much time reading textbooks in this life and the last until someone drags her out, and her father was just happy to let her have fun.

Oh, it was embarrassing to mess up and she didn't think she was good at it at all. Yet, it was fun and watching Ryuu move around gracefully was always a sight to see. you'd think that with his personality, he'd be more clumsy or rough, yet he could move with surprising grace and softness.

The next and last class, the one their parents decided for them to do, is one they all took together; a mixed dance class.

It taught a verity of different styles of dancing for all ages. While it might not make someone a master at it, it was fun and did offer up specialized training for certain styles if someone wanted to do it seriously. Mitsu herself found that she liked ballet the most. Osamu liked the more classical dances, like the waltz. Nobu loved more fast paced dancing, like hip-hop or jazz. Ryuu liked mixing it all up, dancing a little bit of every style and making it his own.

It was fun, all her lessons and classes were! It was more than Mitsu ever deserved.

It was after one of those classes - the mixed dance one - that Mitsu was met with an unusual sight.

Because of Hikaru-San no longer living next to them, and because of Moji's weird work hours, Mitsu was trusted enough and old enough to walk home from her lessons so long as they were not far away. If they were, then one of the other parents would walk or drive her home. Moji also made sure to tell her what to do if a villain or criminal was seen and the do's and not's of walking alone or if someone sketchy starts talking to her.

Her mixed dance class was only a few blocks away from where she lived, and to get home, she had to pass through a public park. And, on this very day, it was raining. It looked dark and gloomy, even though it was only late afternoon. The park was empty, only a few stray people were seen walking as fast as they could to get to wherever they were going.

So, it was an unusual sight to see someone just sitting on a bench, with little to no protection to the rain.

"U-Um...." Mitsu slowly looked at the figure, slumped on the park bench. They looked to be male, but she didn't want to assume. They wore a simple black hoodie with the hood up, covering their face completely. Other than that, they were wearing torn jeans and scuffed up black tennis shoes. Their hands were in their hoodie pocket, so Mitsu couldn't even see their skin tone. Not that it mattered, but when the other looked to be only twice Mitsu's age - they looked to be around the height of a twelve year old, maybe a few years older if they were on the short side of the spectrum like how she was - Mitsu was honestly worried that they were hurt or worse.

It was one thing to walk home alone at her age. It was another for some other child or young teen to be sitting alone in the rain for only Kami knows how long with only a thin hoodie for protection. Mitsu herself was decked out in purple rain boots, a pastel pink raincoat, and had a umbrella, that was was pink with little cute strawberries and bunnies on it, over her head.

Even if they were an adult just sitting there, it still would be worrying!

"A-Are yo-you ok-okay?" Mitsu blurted out before she could stop herself. Gulping, Mitsu expected a harsh reply. But, the person didn't even twitch. Glancing at their chest, she was relived to see it moving at a steady pace. Meaning, the other was alive and not dead. The way their chest was moving also implied that they were awake as well. So, they were either deaf or ignoring her. Either was possible. And while she knew enough sign language to get by, she also didn't want to assume. There was a high chance that they didn't want anything to do with her, or wanted to be left alone. For all she knew, they were going through a tough time and wanted to be alone.

But, she also couldn't just leave them to the elements. Hypothermia was a thing, and she didn't want to hear on the news tomorrow morning about someone dying from it in this very park.

With worrying thoughts in her mind, Mitsu didn't hesitate to take her umbrella, close it, and sit it next to the other on the bench.

"I-It mi-might be a-a bit sm-small, b-b-but it's be-better th-than no-nothing..." Trying to smile, Mitsu akwardly backed away from the bench. Making sure her hood was up, Mitsu knew she'd have to head home in a hurry unless she wanted to be soaked to the bone. Nervously twitching, Mitsu quickly gave a short bow and hurried on.

As she hurried away, the figure twitched, head slowly tilting, watching her go.

------------------The NEXT DAY; LATE AFTERNOON-------------------

The next day was slightly humid from the rain that had came and went yesterday. And after gymnastics, Mitsu made sure to go through the park once more - hoping that the figure isn't there and is instead safe inside a home of some kind.

Instead, in a more full park, she found the person still slumped there. Their hood still up and wearing the same clothes. Her umbrella rested right by their leg. Either they had moved it, someone else did, or they used it. Honestly, she hopes they used it, if only so they don't get sick or worse.

Taking in a deep breath of the heavy and hot air, Mitsu nervously walked right in front of the bench.

"Ah...Um..." Biting her lip, Mitsu had no idea what to say or do. So, she blurted out her concern. "S-Stranger-San a-a-are y-you ok-okay?"

'Stranger-San?!' Mitsu mentally screamed at herself, wanting nothing more for a the ground to eat her whole and take her away from this place. 'Who calls someone that?! How dumb am I?!'

With no reply, Mitsu slowly started to panic more and more. She must have sounded so rude! But, it was slowly getting more humid, and it really looks like this person hasn't moved an inch from the last time she saw them.

Reaching into her lavender colored duffel bag, Mitsu pulled out an unopened bottle of water. Quickly she placed it right by the person like she did with the umbrella.

"H-Here, i-i-it's ge-getting h-humid!" Mitsu vomited out the words in a rush before running away, face as red as a strawberry.

The figure shifted, sitting up a bit more - confusion in the humid air.

-----------------THE NEXT DAY; LATE AFTERNOON------------------------

"What do you want."

Mitsu didn't know if she should scream in fear or joy at getting something out from the person who had been slumped on a park bench for the past few days, so she settled on jolting like she was struck be lightening. Their voice sounded rough and unused, but at least they can obviously can speak and know Japanese.

Licking her lips, Mitsu tugged at her pink bunny sweater. "I-I...I w-w-want t-to kno-know if y-you're o-okay...."

The figure, still covered from head to toe, shifted where they sat. Mitsu could practically see the disbelief written in the air around the other. It must be ridiculous that someone like her was standing in front of them, asking if they were alright.

"Tch. That's it?" Nodding nervously, Mitsu nearly crumpled into the ground in relief when they finally replied to her question. "I'm fine."

The tone alone really made it seem like no, they were not fine. Like it was the 'I'm fine' she tells herself everyday even though she knows that she is beyond not being fine. But, she got a answer.

"T-T-Thank you f-f-f-for answering m-my q-q-question!" Bowing quickly in gratefulness, Mitsu hurried off once more.

Once more, the figure watched her go.

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Multiple times a week, Mitsu would pass by the person she would call "Stranger-San" and ask if they were okay. Every time after the first time, they would say they are fine. Never once say anything else or even saying anything against being called "Stranger-San".

It had became routine in a way. Mitsu had no idea how or why, other than that she obviously is much too nosy for her own good, but it happened.

Then, two months after she started asking, the person changed the whole routine with only a few words.

"Tch. You might as well sit instead of standing there all the time."

Gaping, Mitsu couldn't believe what she heard. But seeing the unimpressed air around the other, Mitsu quickly sat down a respectful distance away from the other on the park bench.

Thus, started a new routine. Every time she came by, she would sit down a talk for a bit with Stranger-San, maybe doing a bit of homework while she is at it.

It felt like she made anew friend. Something she honestly thought was impossible to happen. And the many conversations she had with the other was nice, if not panic inducing and sometimes embarrassing for her.

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"S-So...Um....w-w-what gen-gender are....?"

"The fuck? I'm a boy!"

"I-I'M SORRY!"

"The hell you apologizing for?!"

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After that, she took to calling him "Stranger-Kun". He never once corrected her or said anything against it. Even when he knew her own name, he never said his own. Which, Mitsu didn't mind. If he didn't want to share, he didn't have to.

Time would go on. Mitsu would share food and items with him, and "Stranger-Kun" would allow it and tolerate her. They'd talk as well, conversations at times being silly.

Other conversations, on the other hand, were more serious. Such as one that happened three months later.

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"W-What I want to be w-when I'm ol-older....?" Mitsu muttered to herself, frowning a bit as she read the question on her homework.

Sitting next to her, Stranger-Kun shifted, gaining her attention.

"Don't know what you want?" He asked roughly. Mitsu blinked, humming and thinking about it.

"I.....I w-w-want to ge-get married. T-To h-have a bi-big happy f-family." She softly said, eyes glazing as she thought about it. It was something she wanted since she could remember. A dream carried over from her past life into this new one. Her own parents weren't in love in her past life, and they didn't really love her. She wanted a family and home filled with nothing but love and comfort.

But, being reborn into this new life, she knew her dream would just be that; A dream.

Who in their right mind would marry her? A disgusting pig like her will never get married.

Taking in a shuddering breath, Mitsu held back the sadness that made her want to cry again. Instead of crying over the facts that made her dream impossible, she turned her attention to her mysterious older friend. "Wh-what d-do y-you wa-want t-to do, S-Stranger-Kun?"

The answer was immediate.

"I want to change the world." Was the strong reply. There was no doubts in his voice as he stated this. Sounding so sure, Mitsu could see him going to places with conviction like that.

"Cha....Change t-the w-world..." Mitsu muttered under her breath in slight awe. Here she wanted a family, and this guy wanted to go into politics. Heroes might be the more popular choice in children's and teens' career choices, but heroes don't make the laws. They have to follow the laws unless they want their license revoked at best, thrown into jail at worst. Politicians on the other hand, if they got into high enough power, had the ability to make new laws or get rid of old ones, so long as they themselves don't break the laws and have the right support to do so.

Siting straight, he seemed to sure of himself. That he would make his dream a reality. "I'm going to change this world for the better." He stated this like a fact, and Mitsu couldn't help but give a smile in return.

"I-I c-can s-see it." Mitsu agreed, if only because the boy sitting next to her had the devotion to what he wants down packed. Glancing back down at her homework, she wondered what her friends wanted to do in the future. That was something to ask later on.

A moment of silence. The only sound coming from the various other people walking around the park or other children running around playing. Then, the boy broke it.

"Your dream....." He said slowly, and Mitsu could see his shoulders twitching. "It's....a nice one."

"O-Oh, thank you." Mitsu smiled brightly, but it was still a small and weak smile. "But....I-I don't th-think i-it'll come t-true." Glancing up to the sky, Mitsu could see herself dying alone once more. "I....N-No one w-w-would want to m-marry me." She admitted, wanting to cry at the truth she stated. It wasn't like she was something that anyone could love. Lucky enough that her father had enough love in him to actually love and care for her, there was no need to wish or want for more than that.

"I will."

Jerking, Mitsu looked up at her friend in confusion and shock. He couldn't mean-

"I'll make both our dreams come true." He stated this firmly. "I....I don't hate you."

Blushing bright red, Mitsu had to hold back her panic and hysteric laughter. She didn't want him to pity her like this. But, on the other hand, Stranger-Kun saying he doesn't hate her was a nice gesture and meant a lot to her. There is someone in this world that doesn't hate her. She can count on her hands how many people there are that doesn't hate her for whatever weird reason, so to have another person added to that count brings small tears to her eyes.

While it might be out of pity for a small girl that made him say all that, Mitsu can't help but be happy at the words. Even though she knows without a doubt that there is no chance that he'll ever be able to make her dream come true. It's a nice thought.

"Th...Thank you." Mitsu softly thanked, looking down at her lap, clinching her homework tightly. "I-I like y-y-you too."

Because while she might not know his name, he has been nothing but kind to her. A bit rough with his words, but nothing unlike what any other young teen would say or sound like. He was a good friend - almost like a pen pal in a way where she doesn't know his name but they still communicate. Only in this case, it's sorta face to face, only without being able to actually see his face.

So, it was saddening when just a about year after first seeing him, he wasn't sitting on the park bench.

Every time she passes by the park bench, she can't help but hope that Stranger-Kun would be sitting there, slumped yet healthy. But, as more time passed, Mitsu eventually put him to the back of her head. Thinking that he had finally started going home, that something came up. That he finally saw how worthless she was.

"Stranger-Kun" soon became nothing but a memory that Mitsu would rarely think about or recall for a long while.

---------------TIME SKIP--------------------

"I want to be a hero!" Nobu beamed with a bright grin, waving her hands about.

"Hey, watch where your swinging!" Ryuu called out, dodging her hands.

Osamu, on the other hand, swiftly dodge each swing and calmly went about finishing painting Mitsu's fingernails a mix of pastel pink and a darker purple.

It was their annual sleepover, this time at Nobu's home. Right now they were in Nobu's room, that had a ton of sport balls, posters, and items in it. It honestly looked like a stereotype boy room, only with a few random dolls and stuffed animals in it. The walls were a deep blue, like the ocean, and her bed sheets were fish themed. Nobu was always fond of the ocean and the creatures inside of it - everything from a clown fish to a dangerous shark.

And, at every sleepover, even at seven years old, they always took the time to paint their nails. And, if any one of the kids were to think back on how this started, it would all point to Moji. Who actually paints his own nails and offered to teach them how to do it. Moji even promised to show them how to do more complicated designs to do on their nails when they get older.

Mitsu blew on her hands a bit, glancing to Osamu's crimson red and white nails. They were a bit messy, but she couldn't help but feel happy that she was getting better at it. Nobu had painted Ryuu's nails a sparkly golden color and glitterly copper, and Ryuu painted Nobu's a deep ocean blue and a bright happy cherry red.

"I want to save people, like Mama does! Like All Might does!" Nobu brightly grinned just thinking about it. Her mother is a police officer with a license to be able to use her Quirk to take in criminals in extreme cases. Her father, on the other hand, is a chief. A good one too, and that's for the best as all three have to eat a lot because of their Quirks taking a lot of energy out of them.

"Then you should be more careful, unless you want to randomly hit people." Osamu bluntly stated, critically looking over Mitsu's nails for anything wrong with it and the nail polish that he used. Seeing none, he gave a nod.

"T-Thank you, Osamu-Nii." Mitsu softly thanked, getting herself a pat on the head from the taller boy.

Nobu pouted, slowly putting her arms down. Ryuu gave a sigh of relief, getting up from under the little floor table they were sitting around.

"What about you Ryuu-Kun?" Nobu asked with curiosity, turning her attention to the dragon-like boy. "Do you want to be a hero too?"

Ryuu blinked before grinning right back. "Nah, I want to be like my Ma too - she creates support things for heroes!" His golden eyes gleamed at the very thought.

"W-With your f-fire, y-you'd be good a-at it." Mitsu agreed with the future career Ryuu wanted. With him able to take on different properties, so long as he keeps an eye on his own limits and drawbacks, he'd be able to create wonderful new creations to help heroes save others and protect themselves. "A-And, N-Nobu-Chan will b-be a great hero."

With her personality alone, Mistu could see Nobu becoming very popular, someone for other girls to look up to. There's not that many female heroes, and not many female heroes are highly ranked. Mitsu could see Nobu climbing her way up that ladder, as she is not one to give up even if she made number one.

"Thanks Mitsu-Chan!" Ryuu beamed, face happily flushed at the praise.

"With Mitsu-Chan saying so, it must be true!" Nobu laughed over Mitsu's stuttered and panicked denials over this.

"What about Osamu-Kun?" Ryuu tilted his head, looking at the taller boy. "You want to be a doctor like your Mom and Grandma?"

Osamu pushed up his glasses with a thoughtful frown. "In a way, yes. I'd like to become a medical doctor like Mother and Grandmother, but I'd also like to be a type of hero. Like Recovery Girl."

"Woooow~!" Both Ryuu and Nobu called out together, eyes sparkling. Mitsu smiled, clapping her hands softly in awe.

Her hands quickly froze though, when all three turned their attention to her.

"What about you, Mitsu-Chan?" Ryuu asked brightly, leaning forward in anticipation.

"Yeah, what do you wanna do?" Nobu added in, also leaning froward. Osamu just hummed in question, looking at the smaller girl.

"I....I want..." Biting her lip, Mitsu glanced off to the side shyly. "I w-w-want to get married. H-Have a nice big h-happy f-family."

Quiet.

Mentally, Mitsu started to panic as she paled.

'Why did I tell them that?!' Mitsu mentally cried, wanting nothing more than to run off and cry. 'They all want to becoming something great, and here I only want to get married and have children! That's not noble, that's part of every day life! Stupid! I'm stupid-!'

"AWWW~!" Nobu squealed, breaking Mitsu from her downward spiral thoughts. All of a sudden, Nobu was jumping across the small table, laying on it, and holding onto one of her hands. Blushing bright red, Mitsu had no idea what was going on.

"Don't worry Mitsu, I'll marry you!" Nobu cheered out, making Mitsu choke on her spite.

"Hey!" Ryuu yelled with a angry pout, shoving Nobu to the side a bit as he too suddenly flew onto the floor table, grabbing onto Mitsu's free hand. His wings flapping a bit, trying to knock Nobu away. "I'll be the one to marry Mitsu - she's my hero after all!"

"I'd be better for her!" Nobu argued back. Both glared at one another, sparks and lightening flying across them.

"No, I'd be better!" Ryuu growled back.

Meanwhile, Mitsu's eyes slowly swirled, face steaming from how hot and red it was. While what was going on was the reason for it, her mind was elsewhere.

'I'm.....Ryuu's hero?'

How can someone like her be someone's personal hero?

Thankful, before her mind could go further with those thoughts, Nobu and Ryuu started tugging her this way and that way. Panicking, Mitsu tried to search for a way out, only for her eyes to meet Osamu's blood red eyes.

"O-Osamu-Nii, h-help!" Mitsu called out, feeling like she was going to be torn in two. Then, those blood red eyes turned sharp.

*BAM*

*WHACK*

"Owww...." Both children groaned, rubbing the top of their heads as they laid on the ground, bumps growing on their heads.

"T-Thank you, Osamu-Nii." Mitsu sniffed, thanking the older boy who was dusting off his notebook that he had just used to knock their other two friends down.

"You would think you both would learn the better the older you get. You both act like toddlers still." Osamu lightly scolded with a sigh, making the two on the ground pout and call out denials.

Mitsu sweat-dropped but couldn't help but silently giggle.

Her friends sure made life more colorful. They helped chase away the nightmares that wanted to slowly kill her.

-----------------NIGHTTIME-----------------

Listening closely to the sounds of others breathing, Mitsu laid awake in her futon. Clinching the sheets in her little fists, Mitsu's mind was whirling.

- "-she's my hero after all!" -

'How....can I be a hero?' Mitsu wondered to herself. She wasn't strong or brave. Just stupid and rash, blurting things out when she should just keep her mouth shut at all times. Heroes were supposed to be like pillars in a way, seen as nothing but good - but Mitsu knows that in the end, they are just humans.

But she wasn't even that. She was lower than humans - she was trash. A disgusting pig that should only be used for slaughter. Nothing but a-

"Mitsu-Chan?" Ryuu's voice whispered out.

Jerking her head to the side, Mitsu saw that Ryuu was awake in his futon, which was laid out right besides her's.

"Why are you still awake?" Ryuu yawned out the question, rubbing his eyes to get the sleepy tears out of his eyes.

Biting her bottom lip, Mitsu frowned. While a large part of her didn't want to ask, she had to know. Because what right did someone like her have to be called a hero by anyone?

"Um...Y-You said I-I was your h-hero?" Mitsu whispered out, not wanting to wake the other two up.

"Yea, I did." Ryuu answered right back, turning his body so that he was laying down, facing her, on his side. His golden eyes seemed to glow in the dark room.

"W-Why d-d-did you?" Mitsu clinched her eyes shut tightly, fists shaking. "I'm...I'm not a h-hero...!"

"You are one to me." Ryuu stated simply, as if it was a fact. "Ever since I got my Quirk, everyone was afraid of me. They called me a monster and villain, even though I didn't want to be one. But you called my pretty, you liked my Quirk." He said this in awe, like he still didn't understand how wonderful his Quirk is and looks. "You stood up for me! Even though you were scared, you still did it. That's why your a hero, my hero. You saved me, before all that I was sad, but now I'm not. I was so alone. Mitsu-Chan is so kind, sweet and brave." Ryuu gave a sleepy grin, yawning once more. "I think you'd make a great pro-hero, Mitsu-Chan, because your already one to me."

Mitsu forgot how to breath for a moment. She had no idea that her just randomly, and more importantly, accidentally, blurting out that weird compliment would effect him so much. While she knows she most likely sounded insane and weird when she all be screamed it, she was the first one to say that to him. Or, at least, the first child to say that about him. Mitsu can see how that would effect him, but to go so far as to say she saved him and was a hero because of it?

To say, with certainty, as if stating the sky is blue, that she could be a pro-hero, was not something that should be said to her. Mineta, the one that should be here and not her, made a horrible hero - that much she knew from what her friends ranted about in her past life. She took his place, meaning, she would make a horrible hero as well. There was no point, right?

But....Ryuu said he had been so alone.

Mitsu died alone once. In blood, tears, and filth. Died a horrible, painful death.

She didn't want anyone to feel like she did before she died. She didn't want anyone to die at all, that's the reason she took that girl's place without even knowing who she was.

If she can help even one more person, not even save, but help.....would it be worth to try to become a hero even though she would most likely be the worst one there is?

Mitsu once died alone, then woke up and soon learning she was worthless.

Maybe.....she can put her worthless self to use?

After all, she should just be dead anyway.

Slowly, a smile worked it's way up her face.

"A....hero..." Mitsu slowly stated, eyes slowly closing as sleep came to claim her.

If she died once more, saving someone or trying to help out others, than there was no true loss. She was worthless and a waste of space, and honestly should be dead for multiple reasons. Becoming a hero, well, Mitsu wouldn't have to worry about retirement. And her own dream was out of her grasp, so might as well make herself useful in one of the only ways she can. Offering up her own safety and life for the lives of others - who are worth more than her insignificant life could ever be.

Ryuu was wrong. Mitsu is not kind, sweet or brave.

But, that's okay.

A pathetic thing doesn't have to be kind, sweet or brave.

She just has to be willing to do the right thing and be ready to give up her life for it.

And already having done that once, well, doing it a second time shouldn't be that hard.....right?

'A hero....huh?'

-End Chapter-

I hope everyone enjoyed this chapter! We're getting closer to the part where Mitsu finally goes to U.A., but we're not there just yet, and won't be for a few more chapters at the most, maybe one more at the least. We'll see as time goes on, and when I decide on how I want to pace the story.

Now, more on Moji's new job in the next chapter and as the story goes on. I just want to say, while getting more money, he is in no way rich. In fact, they used to be more on the poor side, but with this new job with a better pay check, they are able to live comfortably. The only reasons Mitsu can take so many lessons, and get the items needed for those lessons, is because of how frugal they are. They clip coupons, shop smartly, get secondhand items whenever they can, and look for those sales like people possessed. They are not rich by any means, but they are no longer poor.

Fun Fact about Mitsu - she loves strawberries and bunnies. And by that, I mean she just in general loves strawberries - to wear designs of or eat - and loves bunnies in all ways besides eat. She is not going to be eating bunnies. In fact, Mitsu could bawl her eyes out if she ate rabbit meat unless she was close to dying and had to eat it. Well, no, she would still cry if she had to eat it even in that scenario.

Another little fun fact, she eats very healthy because of her Quirk - and because she wants to get taller. She doesn't want to be so short, not like how her friends described Canon!Mineta to her. This will have a slight butterfly effect later on. She won't ever be tall though, it's just not in her DNA to be tall, lol.

In any case, I can't wait to get started on the next part of this! I have so many things planed for this story that I can't wait to get to it.