The sun was just peeking over the horizon, shining yellow streaks of light onto mother and son, as they strolled together towards their destination. Throughout the entire walk, the three-year old Izuku Midoriya pointed excitedly at any object of his affection. He gushed at every single little thing out of the norm, which was a lot, considering the world they lived in.

Inko Midoriya, mother of said child, couldn't help but giggle at her precious baby's zeal over anything quirk or hero related. She had shown Izuku a clip of a Pro Hero at work that her coworkers sent a few months ago, a new obsession grew within him, and his admiration of heroes knew no bounds."

"Look Mommy, over here!" Izuku raised his finger, bringing his mother's and various commuters' attention to the live feed of a scuffle between a hero and a villain at a nearby television. The Buster Hero: Air Jet, was expertly maneuvering around the mantis-looking evildoer, while shooting energy projectiles from his arm cannon.

"He's doing it! He's beating that villain with his Cannon Quirk! He's so cool!" A sizeable crowd had formed around the large television, witnessing the action-packed fight unfold before their very eyes.

Inko patted her son's head tenderly, with a sweet smile on her face. "That's nice sweetie, let's hope that you get a quirk like that too. But we should get going, you don't want to be late for kindergarten." With that, she gently tugged on Izuku's hand, prompting him to get a move on.

"Okay Mommy!"

Exiting the fairly crowded shopping district, the two arrived at the modest kindergarten after a few more minutes of walking.

Inko bent down to Izuku's height, giving him a tight hug, which Izuku returned almost too enthusiastically. "Remember Izuku, don't cause trouble for the teachers, and don't be afraid to talk to all the other kids. I'm sure they'll warm up to you someday."

"I will Mommy, see you later!" Izuku replied, smiling widely back at his mother, causing her heart to melt as she inwardly gushed over her son's purity.

She wished she could spend all her time watching over her adorable son, but alas, she had to keep up the finances somehow. Thankfully, being a local chef at a nearby restaurant paid well enough to keep the family afloat.

Handing her son over to the attending caretaker, Inko planted a kiss on Izuku's forehead before leaving for work, waving back at Izuku as she turned the corner, leaving his sight. Izuku then hurried over to the group of kids in the middle of the room, where lessons would soon commence.

"We get it Izuku, you like heroes, but can you just shut up for a while and build your house?" A boy with navy blue hair complained, stealing a few LEGO pieces from Izuku's already depleted pile.

"Yeah, you keep saying the same thing everyday, we don't even have our quirks yet!" A fairly plump girl let out an exasperated sigh, turning her body away from the freckled Izuku.

"I think he already has his quirk: being super annoying!" One kid commented.

The entire group of kids snickered along at the distasteful joke, causing Izuku turn away in shame.

"Okay…sorry you guys." Izuku looked downwards, solemnly picking up another block to assemble his creation.

'Looks like they don't like me today too…but if Mom says it'll get better, then I'm sure it will!' Izuku thought to himself.

It was currently playtime, and the kids were all competing to see who could build the best house before kindergarten ended. Being the hero fanatic he was, he would try and bring up conversations with his fellow schoolmates regarding quirks and superheroes.

At first, the kids were fine with chatting, they too had their favourite heroes, and seen their fair share of amazing quirks to talk about. The problem was, Izuku could be a little...no, tremendously overbearing with the topic, he would ramble on and on endlessly, if someone did not stop him.

'I just need one more brown piece…there it is!' Izuku spread his pile and searched for a moment, spotting the final LEGO that would complete his blocky home. Pushing down hard, he fixed the lengthy piece onto his creation, and he wiped a sweatdrop off his forehead, admiring his hard work.

"Alright everyone, I have an announcement to make, could everyone stop what they're doing and gather round?" a female teacher with brown hair in a ponytail, Mrs. Sayaki, called out.

Being the only one who finished his house, Izuku happily skipped over, and stood at attention diligently as if he was a foot soldier. Moments later, multiple children followed suit, some begrudgingly so, as they had to stop their progress on their house.

When everyone settled down in front of Mrs. Sayaki, she continued. "Before the day ends, we've got a newcomer joining us from today onward, please treat him well." The caretaker announced as she signalled for someone to come forth from the entrance of the kindergarten. The children shifted their gazes to a proud kindergartener striding into the room, who was unusually calm.

"The name's Bakugo, Katsuki Bakugo nice to meet you all! Make sure you all remember my name, because one day, I'll become the number one Hero in the world, once I get my quirk!" Bakugo exclaimed, pumping a clenched fist up into the air. He stood tall while in the spotlight making eye contact with everyone, not afraid to meet their bewildered stares. Everyone was impressed by the bold declaration, and polite applause soon followed.

"Alright everyone, it's ten minutes before you all go home, finish up playing and pack up! You can talk with Bakugo tomorrow." Mrs. Sayaki said, shooing everyone away.

Panic erupted from within the crowd, as everyone worried about their incomplete houses. With that, Izuku watched as everyone behind him frantically raced off, leaving Izuku and Bakugo in the dust.

"Hey, you there, what's your name?" The same voice caught Izuku's attention, and he turned around, surprised to see Bakugo right up at his face..

"I-Izuku Midoriya! N-ice to meet you, B-Bakugo." Izuku shakily stammered, it wasn't everyday that someone actually chose to start up a conversation with him, even if it was the new kid.

Thankfully, Bakugo continued the conversation for him. "Seems like you guys are building houses or something? You done with yours?"

"Y-yes! It's over here." Izuku hesitated before continuing. "Wanna come see?"

"Sure." Bakugo replied with a nod.

Izuku led Bakugo over to the haphazard gathering of children, with LEGO pieces strewn around the feet of those still working on their houses. However, at Izuku's corner, there was barely any LEGO pieces on the floor, the majority of them being in a toy box. After Izuku picked up the stray pieces left, he cautiously lifted up the platform on which he built his house on, and handed it over to Bakugo.

While the other kindergarteners settled for typical designs, like the stereotypical cuboid base with a triangular-pyramid shaped roof, Izuku's house was awfully realistic. It was an apartment complex mainly comprised of parchment and grey bricks, with four levels contrasting in details. Bakugo could make out railings, miniature plants along corridors, and correctly scaled interiors, differing on every level. Even the entrance was meticulously decorated. It was an absolute work of art, and if it was a competition, Izuku had clearly won.

"Dude, this is really well made, you've got some skill for this. You gonna be an architect in the future?" Bakugo commented, rotating the masterpiece in his hands, unknowingly flattering Izuku in the process, who blushed at the unexpected compliment.

"Really? T-thanks Bakugo." Izuku blurted out with a shaky smile, scratching the side of his head "But I wanna be a hero more than anything, and save people just like All Might!" He always saves people with a smile, he's so cool!" Izuku smiled more firmly this time, recalling the feats of his favourite superhero.

"No way! You like All Might too?"

"Of course, who doesn't!"

"He's the best! He beats every superhero easily, it's like no one stands a chance no matter how hard they try! When I become as strong as All Might, no one will be able to stop me!" Bakugo said while placing both hands at his waist before breaking out into a miniature laugh, forgetting about the model house in his grasp. It plummeted to its doom and shattered upon impact, and large chunks of LEGO blocks were what remained of the previously complete house.

"Ack! Damn, my bad, forgot I was holding onto that." Bakugo looked to the side and scratched the back of his head sheepishly.

"D-don't worry about it too much! It's almost the end of the day, anyways." Izuku waved his hands, as if trying to swat away Bakugo's worries.

"Well, I'll help you clean up, it's the least I could do." In a flash, Bakugo picked up the largest pieces to place back into the plastic box meant for LEGOs. Izuku blinked, it was unfamiliar to Izuku that someone his age to offer him assistance, Izuku didn't know what to do for a moment...before realising that he should probably help to keep the pieces too. Bakugo did most of the heavy lifting, so Izuku collected the last few blocks and returned them promptly.

As if on cue, Mrs. Sayaki ringed a handheld bell back and forth, signalling the end of kindergarten. Both Bakugo's and Izuku's parents hadn't arrived just yet, so they stayed behind and chatted about whatever that came to mind...which was mostly All-Might related anyways.

All Might, the 'Symbol of Peace', was a source of inspiration for many children and teenagers all over Japan, and even in foreign countries. A muscled behemoth of a man, he was capable of superhuman strength and speed, but to an extreme degree, to say the least. Not only unbeatable in the field, he also possessed a righteous heart, heavily emphasising the importance of citizen safety above all else. For most pro heroes, fending off villains while protecting people who couldn't help themselves would be a tough feat, but All Might had no issues.

His debut had garnered national attention, with the man single-handedly saving close to a 100 people from countless burning buildings on the brink of collapsing within ten minutes, and arresting the criminal responsible for the outbreak of flames around the city within the next five.

His signature smile and laughter while saving the victims, coupled along with his iconic "I am here!", was essentially the perfect debut to his career. Expectedly, his popularity had skyrocketed as he carried out more heroic deeds with the same smile on his face wherever he went. Even now, his hero track record was virtually flawless, as he apprehended every single villain whenever he was involved, and heavy injuries being the worst of citizen casualties.

Izuku in particular had a lot to boast about his All Might figurine collection, although Bakugo was insistent that his was leagues above Izuku's. One thing led to another, and eventually the topic of their future was brought up once again.

"As I was saying earlier, I'm gonna become stronger than All Might and overtake him for the number one hero when I grow up!" Bakugo proclaimed with confidence.

"You want to become stronger than All Might? You've gotta be kidding, All Might's way too strong..." Izuku muttered, in slight shock.

"Come on, you think that when All Might was a kid, there wasn't a number one superhero that seemed impossible to beat? All Might must've wanted to beat that guy, that's why he trained so hard to become number one! This time, it'll be me surpassing All Might!" Bakugo proudly stated, with a glint in his eye.

"That's so cool..." These words left Izuku's mouth without him realising, and quickly clasped his mouth, thinking that he had said something inappropriate.

However, Bakugo merely snickered. "So, if you wanna be a hero, you've gotta prepare and train from the start. Izuku, was it? What have you done to prepare to become a hero?"

"Well, I've actually wanted to start writing notes about heroes. All Might's super strong, but he's smart too! He knows how to save everyone in the shortest amount of time, and even how to fight against quirks he has never seen before. I wanna start looking at other heroes' quirks and writing them down, to practice my thinking skills! But I haven't learned how to write very well..." Izuku ended off with a small frown.

The blonde was totally caught off guard. He wasn't expecting such an answer, his line of thinking was more like…

"So other than that, how much training have you done? How strong are you?" Bakugo inquired.

"H-huh?"

"C'mon, like running fast, punching hard, of course you've gotta train for these things!" Bakugo remarked, like it was obvious. And it was, what kind of hero wasn't fit? If Izuku had thought that far ahead, he should've at least thought about this, right?

"I've really n-never thought about it..." was all Izuku could say back to the blonde.

"R-really?" Bakugo stammered, not expecting such a response.

After a few seconds of awkward silence and head scratching, Bakugo spoke up, "Hey, that just means we have to help each other! You teach me about all you've learned about heroes and quirks, and I'll tell you about all the exercises I do! We could even train and study together. It'll be awesome!" Bakugo excitedly pumped a fist in the air.

"R-r-r-really? You'd do that for me?" Izuku looked at the blonde with a wide smile growing on his face.

"Well, you're helping me too, it's a fair trade." Bakugo replied drily.

"So, a-are we f-friends now?" Izuku shily mumbled.

"Yeah dude, we're gonna be the best heroes ever! But I'm still gonna be number one, don't forget that." Bakugo replied with a condescending smirk on his face, but Izuku couldn't care less.

He had finally made his first friend!

A tear was shed, but Izuku rubbed it away as soon as it formed, not wanting to ruin the moment.

"We've gotta tell our moms! Are they here yet?" barked the overly ecstatic Izuku.

"Kids, your moms have been waiting outside for the past 5 minutes. I tried to tell you earlier, but you both weren't listening. I've been waiting this whole time." Mrs. Sayaki finally interjected.

Izuku and Bakugo scurried over to the entrance and peered over the corner. Just as the caretaker said, Izuku spotted her mother talking with another woman.

Izuku immediately stiffened up, profusely bowing and apologising for taking up the caretaker's time, while Bakugo tilted his head in confusion, wondering if there was really anything to apologise for.

Izuku and Bakugo exited with haste, the former being extremely apologetic and flustered that he wasted the caretaker's time, while the latter simply being indifferent to their 'mistake'. In spite of this, both parties couldn't wait to break the news to their parents, figuratively drooling at the thought of training to become a better hero.

Izuku had been the first to act, rushing towards his mother, Inko Midoriya, like his life depended on it. The older Midoriya had not expected this, but there was enough time to spread her arms open, bracing for impact of a little green-haired rocket.

Inko gleefully embraced her child upon collision, and while grabbing his waist, carried him through the air as she twirled in a circular motion. There were smiles present on both faces, each overjoyed to see the person they loved to the ends of the earth once again, even if it was only for about a third of the day.

"Mommy, I got a new friend, his name's Katsuki Bakugo!" Izuku exclaimed, being so excited he could barely sit still. Excitement was something he felt a lot of today. "We both wanna be heroes, can we train after school?"

Inko Midoriya had her doubts, she was always a worrisome mother, but the face that Izuku wore, beaming with an unexpected determination melted her concerns almost instantly.. What kind of mother would deny their child of something they felt so strongly towards, especially her little Izuku who was such a precious little soul? Still, she had to be the responsible party.

"Of course, my baby, but make sure to stay safe, alright? Heroes don't injure themselves while training, so you have to promise me to be careful." Inko replied after weighing the pros and cons, telling a white lie in a process.

Izuku nodded with a smile, "Sure, Mommy, I'll be really careful."

"Good, that's my baby boy." Inko said with a satisfied grin, putting down Izuku gently onto the pavement.

"Oh, is this your kid, Inko? He looks so cute and adorable!" A foreign feminine, voice spoke up, alerting Izuku of her presence. Her kind smile suddenly turned into a scowl. "Unlike Katsuki."

"Ah, go-good evening Auntie. My name is Izuku Midoriya!" Izuku bowed, remembering her mother's reminder to greet any adult properly during their first encounter.

"Ahhh, he's polite to boot! You've got such a wonderful child, Inko!" The woman gushed, nudging Inko's shoulder teasingly. Izuku took this as a cue to raise his head back up again.

Observing the woman's features, it was clear that she was most likely Bakugo's parent. They had the same ash blonde, spiky hair, and the same confident grin on her face that Bakugo had when he was introducing himself.

Bending down slightly, the woman flashed a soft smile. "Well, Izuku dear, My name's Mitsuki Bakugo, and if you haven't guessed, I'm Katsuki's mother. It's great that Katsuki's got himself a friend so soon, but he can be quite a handful though, just so you know."

"That's not true Auntie, he was really nice to me just now!" Izuku commented back, surprising both mothers.

"Alright, I'll take your word for it." Mitsuki placated, knowing that Izuku would realise the truth sooner or later. Still, it warmed her heart to find out that someone already thought highly of her kid, and a small grin soon followed. "So what's this about training I hear?" Mitsuki inquired, causing Izuku to anxiously fiddle his thumbs, but before he could panic and fumble over his words, Izuku heard hurried footsteps from behind him.

"Mom, it's simple! He can come over to our house after school, and we'll exercise together!" Bakugo exclaimed while dashing over, stopping in front of his mother. "In fact, he should come over toda-"

"KatsukiI! Greet Mrs. Midoriya first!" Bakugo's mother smacked Bakugo's head furiously, and an audible smack reverberated. "Didn't I teach you to greet your elders before anyone else?"

"Don't hit me so hard mom!" Bakugo raised his two palms defensively, his early mood turning sour. The Midoriyas sweatdropped at this...unusual exchange, unsure of what to make of it.

"Don't you talk back to me you brat! You know you're in the wrong, hurry and introduce yourself!" was all Bakugo received, along with another harder smack to the head. Bakugo cringed in pain, his anger dissipating.

"I'm Bakugo. Katsuki Bakugo. Hello Izuku's mom." Katsuki muttered sheepishly after a few seconds, with the pain from the previous two smacks lingering on his head.

"Sorry about that, I keep trying to teach him manners, but he ignores them half of the time." Mitsuki sighed in exasperation.

"It's quite alright, and Katsuki, you can call me Auntie." Inko introduced herself to the toddler, before facing the other adult in the conversation.

"More importantly Mitsuki, about this training, would it be alright if they had it at your place? I'm afraid our apartment isn't the most spacious…" Inko placed her hand on her cheek as she recalled the size of said living quarters.

"Of course Inko, I'd be delighted to host this training of theirs. Don't worry, me and Masaru will keep watch on them." Mitsuki gave Inko a giant thumbs up, easing her anxiety somewhat. "He can come over everyday if he wants, and we could catch up in the meantime. We haven't seen each other since college!" Nostalgia seeped in as the two adults recalled their previous antics.

"Is tomorrow fine with you?" Mitsuki asked, addressing Izuku.

His eyes now had a bright sheen in them. "Yes Auntie Mitsuki!"

With that, the two families announced their goodbyes started heading home as well. On the way back, Izuku told his mother about everything that happened during the day, mainly the conversation he had with Bakugo.

Although the other kids' blatant discrimination towards Izuku angered Inko, hearing how ecstatic Izuku was talking about Bakugo made her more than happy. Perhaps this was the start of a great friendship that would span on for many years to come, but even if it wasn't, the especially wide smile on Izuku's face was enough to momentarily wash all of Inko's worries away.

From Izuku's one-sided rant(not that Inko minded in the slightest), Inko could gather that he was going to prepare notes on many different heroes. Izuku was exceptionally intelligent for his young age, but even she couldn't predict that he had been observing various quirks while he was watching videos on the family computer. If anything, she thought it was entertaining for the freckled child.

She had absolute faith that Izuku was going to become an amazing pro hero in the future, and now that he actually wanted to improve his fitness, Izuku would need all the support that she could offer.

"Izuku, my dear, we're having katsudon for dinner later. What else would you like?" Inko looked down towards her energetic child. She could start off by pampering him with his favourite meal, right?

"Yay! Thanks Mommy, I want scrambled eggs too please!" The child replied, already salivating at the thought of eating his favourite dish. His mom was a cooking goddess after all.

"Of course dear, meanwhile, you could start preparing the things you want to bring to Bakugo's house tomorrow. I have a bunch of notebooks and pens in my room, you can go get them later." Inko noted. "I'll help you pack a set of clothes for you to change in Bakugo's house tomorrow too."

With that said, they finally reached their apartment. Inko began working on dinner, and Izuku eagerly rushed the halls to his mother's room to obtain the mentioned supplies. He was going to go all out to impress his new friend the next day. Finding what he needed, Izuku grabbed the overflowing pile of study material he gathered and went to his room to start his preparations.

Bakugo was a genius, there was no doubt about it. He was faster, stronger, and smarter than anyone he played with. No matter the activity, he came out on top. Everyone praised him for his endless wins, and Izuku couldn't help but do the same in his thoughts. It was just so inspiring to him, seeing his only friend win the daily house building competition with an eager smile on his face.(which Izuku chose to stay out of to prepare for later).

Yet, with all those feelings of admiration, came a numbing load of self-deprecation. Bakugo, in Izuku's eyes, was already like all the pro heroes he admired, oozing with confidence wherever he went. With that attitude, he was sure to become a hero high up in the charts. How could his wimpy and scrawny self even compare? Not even taking future quirks into account, he was already a weirdo, at least, according to everyone around him.

'No, Mom said those thoughts are bad. If All Might was me, he'd do something about it. He'd prove everyone wrong by working hard!'

Being on par with Bakugo seemed like an insurmountable task as of now, but Izuku'd be damned if he wasn't going to try! He was going to beat this villain known as 'self-doubt', so he could proudly call himself Bakugo's pal!

Time flew by quickly, and it was time for the kids to leave. Children and parents alike walked home, with numerous conversations between parent and child about what had happened during the day.

Izuku couldn't help but notice that the name 'Bakugo' had been said more times than he could count.

"Hey Izuku, hurry up! Heroes can't sit around wasting their time." Bakugo yelled across the room, catching Izuku by surprise, getting his attention. Izuku hurriedly followed Bakugo after grabbing his backpack, where he saw both his own mother and Bakugo's. Inko had agreed to accompany the three of them to Mitsuki's house for a week, until Izuku got used to it, and it would just be the three of them afterwards.

"Come on, my house is this way, hurry up, let's go!" Bakugo exclaimed, pointing to the correct direction.

"Don't rush Mrs. Midoriya!"

Izuku had only blinked, and Bakugo was face flat on the floor, twitching in pain, forming a tiny crater on the floor, courtesy of a lethal smack to the head by his mother. Izuku paled, taking note to never anger Bakugo's mother under any circumstances.

"I-it's fine Mitsuki, it's not a problem, we could match our kids' energy." Inko said, trying to defuse the situation.

"It's not that I don't believe that we can't catch up if they start running ahead, it's that this little brat," Mitsuki paused, grabbing Bakugo's ear and pulling him back up. "should learn how to treat adults with proper respect. I'm sorry for his behaviour, Inko."

"Like I said, it's fine with me. More importantly, i-is little Katsuki fine?" Inko asked, with increasing worry in her voice. For all the wonderful things that her friend was, she never understood her parenting methods.

"He'll be fine, he's gone through worse. Now, let's get a move on. I'll have to prepare an extra large dinner for the five of us." Mitsuki said, dragging a seemingly lifeless Bakugo along.

Putting aside absolute fear of Bakugo's mother aside, Izuku wondered about Bakugo's dad, the most likely contender for the fifth guest during dinner. Would he match Mitsuki's nature as well? Izuku felt a creeping shiver up his spine just thinking about the terrifying image.

After a few more minutes of walking, they had arrived at Bakugo's house. By this point, Bakugo had woken up, much to the delight of Izuku. However, at the time, Bakugo was cautious of talking, fearing that he might say something inappropriate, resulting in another lethal knock-out.

Hence, it was only after Izuku and Bakugo reached the personal fitness room in the Bakugo household, did Bakugo want to talk, while the two mothers worked together to make dinner together.

The Bakugo family was more well-off than the Midoriyas, owning a full-fledged house instead of just an apartment room, and they designated one room for exercising purposes for the whole family. Furthermore, Bakugo even had a corner dedicated for him, with equipment catered for a four year old.

"Wow, do you use all of these to train? That's so cool!" Izuku darted all around the 'Katsuki Corner' as he inspected each equipment, stopping at the dumbbell rack. Curiously, he picked up a weight of 500g...only for his hands to plummet down immediately, almost touching the ground. It took all of his might to even stay standing. Chuckling to himself, Bakugo went to Izuku's side and together, they lifted the dumbbell to its original position.

"Th-thanks." Izuku said as he wiped a sweat off his brow. "You're really strong Bakugo, you could have carried that easily all by yourself!"

"Of course, I'm the future number one hero after all!" The blonde child turned to his admirer. "Don't worry Izuku, I'll help you get stronger so you can become as great as me! Are you ready?"

"Yeah!" Izuku pumped a fist into the air excitedly.

After some consideration about Izuku's well-being, Bakugo came up with a simple regime, consisting of jumping jacks, push-ups, cardio(on a child-sized treadmill), all with strap-on weights. After they both got out of their kindergarten uniforms, they started the routine.

After the first two sets of jumping jacks, it had already been clear to Izuku the astounding difference between him and Bakugo. He struggled to keep up with every exercise, even while using considerably lighter weights.

At the end of the training, Izuku was sweating buckets, desperately gasping for air like he hadn't breathed for the last fifteen minutes. His muscles cried out in pain, and Izuku himself was very close to doing so as well. Meanwhile, Bakugo only worked up a light sweat, and although panting for air as well, was definitely in much better shape than Izuku. By the time Izuku had caught his breath and calmed down, it had already been twenty minutes since the start of the training.

"Okay, maaaaybe I overdid it with the training." commented Bakugo as he looked over to Izuku's, for lack of better words, delirious state.

"Yeah." was all Izuku could say back, still trying to comprehend the absolute torture he had went through. Using the walls as support, Izuku retrieved his water bottle from his backpack. Opening the cap and drinking, Izuku's entire body relaxed as he gulped down the cold liquid.

"Could we just get to studying? I've got some stuff prepared." Izuku breathed, placing the water bottle next to his backpack.

"Sure, what'd you bring?" Bakugo peeked over Izuku's shoulder as he dug out a certain notebook.

"My Hero Analysis for the Future, Volume 1!" Izuku proudly declared as he placed it on the floor in front of his peer. Bakugo flipped open to the first page, to be greeted with a title 'Information on Pro Heroes'. Moving on, he stumbled upon an impressive image of Endeavor.

"Dude, Endeavor looks so freaking cool in this!" Besides the sketch of the pro hero on the left-hand page, he also noticed many annotations. Some of them were lame, like a line pointing to the flame hero's face, commenting 'Scary!', but there were some useful notes too. "I didn't know Endeavor's flame moustache could be extinguished at any time, I thought it was just a side effect of his quirk!"

"Yup, he said once that he ignites flames at those places just to scare villains!" Izuku gestured towards the flames on Endeavor's body.

"When he'd say that?" Bakugo tilted his head sideways, causing Izuku to panic.

"Ah, erm, uh...in one of his interviews." Izuku slumped with worry, would Bakugo now think that he was weird? Creepy? Maybe he shouldn't have written that down…

"Ehh, you really listen to those?" There it was, the creepy look that everyone would give him-wait what? Izuku was looking at a face of amazement? "Dude, those are always so boring, but I guess you can learn some pretty cool stuff after all!"

Izuku hadn't been expecting that, people always waved him off as a weirdo whenever he talked about the interviews. Another comment from Bakugo brought his attention back into their session. "And his suit regulates his body temperature, huh? And if he gets dangerously hot, it even notifies him? Wow, that's a useful hero costume! Did you really do these notes all by yourself?"

"No no no, my mom helped me with the writing! I just did the sketching and told her what to write, if anything, she's basically the one who made these notes."

"Dude, don't sell yourself short! Not even I know these stuff, and I thought I was pretty smart!"

That brought a genuine smile to Izuku's face, someone from his age group was actually complimenting him!

"Who's this? Bulldozer?" Bakugo was at the next pro hero, the muscular man in the picture, with his hero costume consisting of a heavyweight armor, and a headgear that resembled a crane, it seemed as if this man had an infinity for construction equipment. The most distinctive feature of Bulldozer though, was his arms, his hands replaced with curved metal plates, which would be an obvious relation to the giant front blade on a bulldozer. "Oh, I think I've seen him once or twice…"

"Yeah, his hero office is here in Mustafu, and he's a rescue hero!" Izuku explained, before prompting Bakugo to read the note on the right hand page that he(or his mother) made, which the blonde obliged to.

'Metal Arms allows Bulldozer to revert his arms to any tool he wants, and it will be made out of strong iron. However, the larger the tool, the softer the metal becomes. If he uses a tool for too long, the metal will get softer that way too. Finally, his tools rust when the tool is under too much stress, and he will have to concentrate to form another replacement tool.'

"Why's he a rescue hero though? Sounds like he can make some awesome swords or something with that quirk!" Bakugo questioned.

"Well, some villains are strong enough to destroy any tool he makes, so he stays away from villain encounters. But with the vast amounts of tools he can create, he can do stuff like clearing out debris to save people, picking locks to open locked doors, and he can take his time to create a new tool in case one rusts!" Izuku retorted with starry eyes, he just loved talking about heroes!

"Wow Izuku, you really know your stuff, huh…" Bakugo replied, slowly taking in the information of the neighbourhood hero. And indeed, what Izuku just mentioned was in his notes and annotations, along with other details that Bakugo hadn't thought of.

"It's nothing really, I still can't write Kanji very well...I wanted to mention more, but Mommy seemed tired, so I shortened the notes..." Izuku sulked, causing Bakugo to become wide-mouthed. All this was the shortened version?

Clearing his throat, Bakugo offered a proposal, "I could help you write your notes, just come over and we can work on them after exercising!"

"R-really?"T-that'd be great, thanks Bakugo!"

"You know what, seeing as how I've been calling you by your first name, I think you can start calling me by mine." Katsuki added, deciding that Izuku was fit to call the future number one hero by his first name.

"Alright, Kacchan!" Izuku said excitedly.

"K-Kacchan?" Bakugo questioned, with slight bewilderment. "My first name's Katsuki, you know."

"But Kacchan just sounds nicer to me. I know! You can call me 'Izu-chan' then".

"Nah, it's fine, you can call me Kacchan, I'll just stick with Izuku." Bakugo dismissed, but actually a little excited that he got a nickname. Not that he was friend-deprived like Izuku, but no one ever addressed him by a nickname before. He felt a little childish glee after hearing the nickname Izuku gave him. It was nice.

"Okay, Kacchan, do you wanna continue looking at other heroes' information?" Izuku prompted, breaking Bakugo out of his stupor.

Bakugo nodded immediately, "Sure!"

Long after the sun had set, the two headed off into Bakugo's room. Izuku's heart was full of pride at this point, it had been so long since he could express his 'hero-nerd' self to someone else other than his mom, it brought forth a type of happiness he didn't think he needed until now.

"You know Izuku, it's a breath of fresh air talking with you. I mean, everyone else is fine and all, but they're kinda...slow? With you, I don't have to dumb things down, you're pretty smart." Bakugo said as he reached for the door knob.

Hearing that only amplified the positive feeling even more, Izuku felt his face flush up with joy as the widest grin grew on his face. "Thanks Kacchan, that really means a lot!"

Katsuki blinked as he looked back at the bright sparkles emanating from his suddenly bubbly friend. Where did that come from?

"Alright," Katsuki decided not to question it. "Time to show you my superior All Might collection! Prepare yourself, Izuku!" Bakugo announced exaggeratingly before swinging open the door, raising Izuku's expectations in the process.

"Kacchan, the lights aren't on…" Izuku's anticipation instantly died down, trying to make out glimpses of the room from the minimal light shining in from the hallway..

"Sh-shut up! I knew that!" A blush made its way onto Bakugo's face. Izuku couldn't resist the urge to chuckle, which embarrassing Bakugo even further.

Coming back with a pole from the living room, Bakugo flipped the light switch, allowing Izuku to take in the room in its glory. Authentic All Might memorabilia in the forms of posters, figurines, clothes, even the overpriced ones that his mother couldn't afford. Bed sheets, bolsters and pillow cases featured All Might in various 'heroic' poses, along jagged speech bubbles with words like 'Pow!' or 'Bam!'. An entire room of heroic red, blue and yellow, all at his disposal for his viewing pleasure! It was perfect! Too perfect...

"What did I tell you, and you didn't believe me when I said I had the better collection! Bwahaha!...Wait, IZUKU?"

From that day on, both families banned Izuku from ever entering Bakugo's room, at least until he grew out of his admiration for All Might, or he black out from immense excitement again.

And that's it. Hello everyone, this is my AU to the MHA universe, where there are two main differences. One, I plan for Katsuki and Izuku to have a great relationship, and a friendly rivalry as they grow up.

Might sound boring, but I'll try to make sure Bakugo remains the badass self he is, while Izuku still remains to be the cinnamon roll we all know and love.

Secondly, Izuku will have a quirk, and after thinking, I have decided that he will not be getting One for All in the future. The timeline will be different, and I may not even write about the encounter with the slime villain. Right now, I want to focus on getting the AU built up first, and I will alter Canon events as necessary.

If you have any feedback, I'd be glad to read them.

See you all in the next chapter! Please leave a review to tell me what you think!

Readers who are reading the Rewrite-Section

And for those who came for the rewritten Chapter 1, I hope this satisfies you! I'm happy as to how this turned out, but I did take out certain details that might've appealed to some, like the whole 'Bulldozer' portion.

Leave a review to tell me what you think!