Disclaimer: Of course I don't own My Hero Academia, its characters, or the franchise.
Story: If there was a Hell, he knew he had a place in it after everything. And he had to have somehow gotten into it already –the hell else is he in a girl's body?! Either he had somehow swapped places with Izuku Midoriya or she was still somehow coinhabiting the same body. Either way, her dad creeps him out and might be a supervillain…
Set sometime after All Might's retirement, but before Endeavor is officially named Number One.
Spoilers: Psh. All over you. I'm probably sure I keep spoiling things without noticing.
Warnings: Age disparity, genderbending/gender swap/body swap.
Pairings: Eventual Izuku/Endeavor

Miles in Your Mind
Chapter Five: Revelations

Enji's eyes opened and he stared at the ceiling of the dark room. Looking over at the time on Izuku's phone, he realized it was only 4 am. He slipped off the bed and searched for the notebook on Izuku. He turned on the lamp light next to him and began reading.

He made mental notes on things, like how she talked about her training with this Gran Torino man. The description of the time and this old Hero made him rack his brain, since it sounded familiar, and he realized it was that time at Hosu City. She must've been interning with him and training to use her Quirk properly then. And the short, older Hero he'd briefly worked with against those Nomu freaks must've been Gran Torino.

He grabbed her phone and looked up 'Gran Torino', nodding in satisfaction at finding his number. It was listed as mobile thankfully, so he sent a text saying it was urgent that they meet and 'she' needed his help. If Enji was going to be stuck in her body, he was going to need to know how to use and adequately train with this One For All…

If, as she said, All Might was pretty unhelpful (useless, he read between the lines), then he hoped Gran Torino was better help.

Enji read her notes on 'Full Cowling', and how she'd work towards being able to use One For All at 5%.

"Constant cycling through the body," he muttered. "Like an egg exploding?"

He didn't get the analogy, but at least she wasn't breaking her fucking bones for this stupid Quirk anymore.

Deciding to look that over, he continued reading. Understanding that Izuku was the ninth holder of this Quirk and that it could be passed down (but only willingly), Enji looked into the stockpiling part of the Quirk. He understood that with each holder, the power of the Quirk increased. She'd explained the history, that it started with All For One forcing a stockpiling Quirk onto his brother and the brother actually already having a passive Quirk (he was supposed to be Quirkless, but actually had a useless Quirk or something).

"Shit, this is like some sort of conspiracy or something," he grimaced. Still, reading about this All For One guy, it was reminding him of Hisashi. While he knew the actual All For One was stuck in Tartarus, Hisashi was exhibiting really terrifying similar traits.

Either All For One had another brother/twin or Hisashi was some sort of descendant.

He shivered. Either way, it wasn't good and he was worried that one of those options was a very real thing. He paused.

Holy Hell —Izuku's father was actually directly related to All For One himself or related to him down the line. She was related to him.

Enji pushed that out of his mind and focused on his task, remembering that apparently after All For One killed his brother, that his brother had already passed it on. And it was passed on over and over again until it made its way to Yagi Toshinori and then apparently Izuku.

The way it sounded though, it felt like inheriting the fucking Quirk was like a death sentence.

He sighed and was about to read on until he heard Izuku's cell ping and he grabbed it, pleased that it was a message from Gran Torino.

Izu! You ready to be my wingwoman again? I'gun ready to pashty n

What? What the fuck? Was the old fart drunk? What kind of relationship did Izuku have with this Gran Torino?!

Face palming, he texted back that he'd talk to the other when he was sober. The man had to be drunk. There was no explanation for it.

How did u know? Ualways know.

Enji's eye twitched and he decided he was going to ignore any future messages. Noting this notebook seemed new and there wasn't a lot filled out, he figured it was in progress and she had been writing things down as she learned and trained more with her Quirk.

"I need to learn how to use 5% as quickly as I can," he murmured. She had, at this point, already mastered that much —if he wasn't able to exhibit the same, things would get suspicious. And it would be pretty damn useful to know how to use the Quirk as successfully as she could at that rate, considering if he had to start from the beginning, that meant suffering some broken bones.

Enji really wasn't looking forward to that.

He wished he could go back to talking to her, ask her more questions. He didn't nearly have enough time with her to talk about her and her Quirk, and instead had been pulled from there and woken up too abruptly. It hadn't even been time to get ready for school.

Since there was nothing he could do about her Quirk until meeting with Gran Torino, he decided to get ready for school then. She was prompt and he wanted to make sure he echoed her as closely as he could, while also avoiding Hisashi. He was determined to start heading to school without that man.

Fucking asshole was a creep and he didn't trust him anywhere near Izuku's body, father or not. Especially now that he was sure the man was some sort of supervillain and more than probably related to All For One.

Grabbing a new school uniform, he left the dark room and headed out. Since it was still early, it was dark everywhere else and he moved quietly until he reached the bathroom, locking the door behind him. Even if Hisashi was capable of breaking it, it made him feel better. Plus, Inko was still there, so Enji was sure the other wouldn't dare try anything.

"I like using loofahs to wash with. They're easier and better to scrub off with it, so try it! There's a new honey apple body wash I really like using and a new loofah in the bathroom cabinet."

"Right," he muttered, opening the cabinet and grabbing a new towel. He then searched for the loofah and the body wash, looking at them skeptically. He brought them with him to the shower and set it up, and then stepped into it. He was tense, but she had asked him to make sure to keep her body clean. She'd even confessed to him that she tended to have a shower every morning and night if she could.

"Sorry I'm a little weird like that…"

"It's okay," he muttered. He'd said that to her then too. She wasn't weird for feeling that way and he didn't like how easily she put herself down.

And he promised he'd take care of her body while he was in control of it. If she did her best to be meticulous about her cleanliness and body, then he wasn't going to be weird and stubborn about it.

"It's okay," he repeated to himself, this time making sure to emphasize for his own benefit. "She said it was okay."

He sighed and cleaned his hair first, and then moved onto wetting the loofah. He poured some of the honey apple body wash onto it, already able to smell the scent. It was nice smelling and he understood why she liked it. He began scrubbing himself slowly, but relaxed at how much easier it was to clean himself without touching her skin. Also, he was really able to scrub himself and felt cleaner somehow.

He wasn't going to admit that he thought he'd might try this loofah thing once he was back to his own body.

Finishing up, actually relieved it hadn't felt as weird and shameful as the first time (having spoken to her about it and this new method of washing helped), he got out and dried himself before dressing in the UA uniform. He was still uncomfortable and not used to the female uniform, but he closed his mind to that and focused on the task at hand.

Exiting, he found it was starting to get lighter out and that the sun was coming out more. Going to Izuku's room, he found her backpack and rummaged through it, barely remembering that she had homework that he hadn't bothered to do. Making a face, since he hadn't done homework like this in a long time, he took it out and began working on it. Looking through past work of hers, he rubbed his face roughly.

God, why was she so…He was going to have trouble pretending to be her. She was…

He wasn't stupid. He really wasn't. He prided himself on the fact that he'd gone through UA with top grades and that he'd continued on through his adult life after being capable and smart on his own merit. It's part of the reason he was able to solve so many crime files and was the Hero with the highest number of solved crimes. He especially hated cold cases.

But this girl…

Izuku's ability to talk circles around him on just paper made him wince. It'd take a bit to understand her when she went super technical, but it was also precise and smartly worded, and she had a large vocabulary.

Then there was the diagrams! What the hell? Why'd she have to go the extra mile for that? He couldn't freaking remember to do diagrams, much less actually do them.

"Fuck, Izuku. You can't expect me to match you," he winced.

He gritted his teeth and decided he'd have to buckle down and do his best. He went through English first, being capable of it, and then worked on math and then science. When it came to modern hero art history though, he'd have to bullshit it. He didn't know anything about art or even the history of it. He hoped he didn't fuck up Izuku's grades, but he figured that she would be able to easily fix it up as soon as things were back to normal.

If he had to though, he'd reveal the truth with her if things weren't resolved.

"Shit, this is going to be hard." He knew it would be. He just didn't realize it would be this hard. "I need to go back to studying…"

And getting used to her work style.

He could appreciate her intelligence and meticulousness and he was in some ways similar, but she was still scarily far ahead of him in a way he hadn't thought she would be.

There was a knock on the bedroom door and he looked at the time, having not realized how much time had passed while he'd been doing homework.

"Sweetie! Breakfast is ready!"

He sighed and put everything away, then he walked to greet Inko and Hisashi. But when he walked out, he saw that only Inko was out there and that Hisashi was nowhere in sight.

"Where's…Papa?" he asked hesitantly, avoiding looking around.

"He had to leave early," she told him apologetically, though he felt relief. "You remember how to get to UA on your own, right?"

Fuck, he didn't. Not from here.

"I'll be fine," he forced a smile on. "Let's have breakfast."

He sat across from Inko and began serving himself. He'd begun to eat when Inko started to talk.

"Endeavor, huh?"

He froze up, wondering if Inko had cotton on. He looked at her and she smiled fondly at him.

"You're usually all All Might-ed up," Inko laughed lightly. "But Endeavor socks? Your key chain and phone charm too. And he's on your phone cover."

"So are other Pro-Heroes," he protested, blushing and trying to blow it off. Fuck, even if he disliked All Might, he should've stomached wearing his merchandise ala Izuku's obsession.

Inko waved him off. "Izuku, All Might may have been your idol and favorite, but you don't have to lie to me. I know you have a sweet spot for Endeavor and that you have a crush on him."

Enji paused. "I do?" Izuku did?

Inko rolled her eyes and laughed full out this time. "Not blind, sweetheart. There's a difference in the way you look at All Might and Endeavor. All Might has your adoration and idol worship, but you're not shy in the way you watch Endeavor either, baby. There's a difference between hero worship and attraction, and you're clearly attracted to Endeavor."

Enji licked his lips. He really wanted to push for more information, something strange rising up in him at this new turn, but he didn't know how to go about it without being suspicious.

"Have I really been obvious about it?" he decided to ask.

Inko smiled. "Well, you draw well, but when you draw him…you pay special attention to every little detail. You focus on him and you take careful attention to everything about him. You like watching him and take every opportunity to do so, whether it's on TV, some interview, or if you managed to be nearby one of his fights. Your little infatuation with him isn't so well known because your obsessive fangirling of All Might is more obvious and ends up hiding it."

This was really screwing with him and showcasing his craziness (because why was he so determined to hear more of this? What did he have to gain from finding out some teenager had a crush on him?). But it was screwing with him and making him all sorts of twisted inside at hearing this.

He was attracted to her. He knew that, had already admitted to that. He didn't need this added complication to this stupid situation.

"What if he…what if he was interested too?" he tentatively posed, watching her reaction. Inko looked surprised.

"Well, wouldn't you be a lucky girl?" Inko reached over and patted his hand. Inko gave him a tender look. "Sweetie, as long as you're happy and the two of you are happy together, that's all I can ask. Your father though…he's the one who's going to throw a fit," she laughed at him.

But Enji weakly smiled, inwardly shivering. He knew the real Hisashi and knew that a 'fit' was a total understatement.

By the time he had reached UA, he at least still had a good hour left. He'd managed to figure out the way from the apartment to the school, but he still had to navigate public transport and manage the timing. It was lucky he'd left as early as he did or else he might've come late in the end.

Still, he couldn't help mulling over the revelation he had earlier. He didn't know what to feel about finding out Izuku's feelings for him. It was…strange, especially if he took in his inappropriate attraction to her. What would he say to her? Did he have to say anything to —

He moved back and turned quickly, just avoiding the hand that was going to land on his shoulder. But then he blushed (something he normally wouldn't do in his own body) when he realized it was just his son.

"Izuku," Shoto blinked. "Are you alright?"

"Sorry, just a bit jumpy this morning for some reason," Enji gave a twitchy smile. "I didn't expect to see you there."

"We always meet up in the morning when we can," Shoto raised an eyebrow. "Come on. We can wait in the library until it's time for school to start."

He followed Shoto to the library, not too sure about spending this time with his son, especially since he wasn't exactly who his son thought he was. While Shoto thought he was with his best friend, he probably didn't realize he was actually hanging out with his bastard of a father. Given how close he now realized the two were too, Shoto was likely to figure out that he wasn't Izuku either.

But a part of him craved and wanted this time just as badly, because when was he ever going to have a chance like this —to hang around Shoto without his son showing him animosity? A chance to be around him and get to know him properly, like Enji'd wasted all his life not doing?

Pretending to be Izuku, the person Shoto was closest to, seemed the only way Enji would be able to be around his son and have him be able to enjoy their time together.

"Can I take a look at your work?" Shoto asked him hesitantly.

Enji was taken aback. He didn't know his son had trouble with the schoolwork. He'd always had good grades.

"Did you have trouble?" he asked uncertainly.

Shoto shifted slightly, looking away briefly. "I didn't understand the math homework."

Well, shit. Enji had trouble with it too. He'd had to look at Izuku's prior notes and was thankful she was so thorough in her notes and her explanations that he'd managed to refresh himself on the math work they'd been assigned.

"Here, let me get it," he said, getting his backpack and retrieving said work. He got the notes too, thinking maybe he'd help Shoto understand it while he was at it. "How come you didn't ask your sister for help? Isn't she a teacher?" he asked casually, discreetly watching Shoto.

Shoto stiffened up. "She works late sometimes."

"Did she last night?"

His son pursed his lips. "I don't…You know I don't get along with my family. Just because my sister's the most tolerable doesn't mean I…Look, Izuku, I'm not close to her."

Enji frowned. Fuyumi loved Shoto. She did her best to take care of him and Natsuo in Enji's absence. Had things in his family really devolved to this point? He thought they'd at least be united in their resentment against him, not that they'd be upset at each other too.

"You know, sometimes it's like you're…You're not really blood related to me, but you're more family to me than they are," Shoto muttered and Enji froze. "Sometimes I wish I'd been born your brother…or maybe I'd be born first and could've been your father, since your father's been MIA until now too. Is that weird?"

Enji didn't say anything at first. He didn't know what to say. If it was him responding, he probably couldn't say anything right now. But…

What would Izuku say?

He took a deep breath before awkwardly reaching out. He was acting and speaking as Izuku. Not himself. She would…she would comfort his son.

It'd be really useful right now if she could take over, like she seemingly had before.

"If you were my dad, that'd be really weird, Shoto," he ended up saying lightly as he touched Shoto's shoulder, smiling oddly. Shoto's lips twitched up. "But it'd be nice if you were related to me."

She would be happy being related to him. Shoto would've been happier out of their family.

"You could still marry into the family," Shoto said seriously, causing Enji to nearly drop his backpack. "Fuyumi and Okaa-san aren't your type, I know, since you're not into females. And I'm me, so that leaves me out," Enji didn't get that point, but he figured he'd find out, "and then there's Otou-san and Natsuo. I don't think Natsuo's your type either, but who knows. Otou-san, however, is a match."

What? Another person? Why was he running into all these people talking about him and her for? Even his own son!

"I thought you disliked him," Enji said carefully. "Why would you want me to be with someone you hate and think is a bastard?"

"You're magic," Shoto deadpanned. "I'm an example of your powers. Magic him into less of a bastard and then you've got your partner."

Enji's eye twitched. "Be serious."

"Who said I wasn't?" Shoto hmmed, looking over the homework now. "Besides, you've already been working your magic over. Not that he realizes it —if it wasn't for you and all your suggestions, the house wouldn't be as calm and peaceful as it has been. He'd probably be raging over his Number One rank far longer than he had, if it weren't for you."

Enji realized that Shoto was right, that she really unknowingly had a huge hand in things.

"Your writing's weird," Shoto said suddenly, making Enji inwardly panic. "What happened to it? It's not your usual handwriting."

"Ah, I've been practicing different handwriting in case I needed to disguise mine," he said quickly, fighting off the urge to nibble on his lip. Shit, where that urge come from? Was it a habit of hers?

"Hm, no wonder it looks familiar," Shoto said as he examined Enji's handwriting on the papers. "It looks like my father's."

Fuck. What was he going to say?

"It's pretty good. Next time I need something signed, I'll just ask you to forge his signature so I don't have to deal with him."

"Shoto!"

Started 12/2/18 — Completed 12/3/18

A/n: Haha, Izuku maybe lost, but her secrets are all coming out XD Welp, Enji did say he needed to know her. And more Todoroki family drama! This family needs hugs~
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