Ch. 10

Izuku sat in his desk even after all the other students were gone. He was fidgeting nervously as Aizawa stared at him with sharp eyes from the front of the room. Izuku wasn't sure why he had been told to stay after. Something about questions? And his notebook? He wasn't sure.

Aizawa stared at the boy, gauging him for a minute, before he finally spoke. "So, what was that with the 50 meter dash?" He asked, voice coming out bland, with just the barest of inflections on it.

Izuku tilted his head, "What do you mean?" He asked in confusion.

Aizawa watched as the genuinely confused boy's brows furrowed, thinking hard about what he might have done. Aizawa sighed to himself as he made a revelation, the boy was a bit of an airhead.

"What I'm talking about, is you teleporting yourself." Said Aizawa, prompting the boy in front of him to stare at him.

"And?" he asked innocently.

Aizawa made a noise of frustration in the back of his throat. "How did you do it? I know your quirk is telekinesis, but I don't know how you go from moving things with your mind to teleportation."

Right after he said this, Izuku's eyes started sparkling. He bounced up and down in his chair, the only thing keeping him from bouncing on the walls. Then, he started rambling on in pure excitement, talking so fast Aizawa could barely understand him.

"S-so my quirk let's me move anything with my mind, even energy and stuff. Okay? So basically I take the…"

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3 hours later

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"... And THAT'S how I make a functioning wormhole." Izuku finally finished with an excited shout, his face red and gasping for breath.

The shout woke Aizawa, who would deny that he didn't understand 90% of what his student just said, up. He looked at the boy who acted like he had just run a particularly difficult marathon.

"And… you can do other things just as seemingly impossible as this?" Asked the bewildered teacher.

"Of course, I can-"

"STOP, I don't need a list." He said in a panic as he noticed the excited gleam in the small boy's eyes. He couldn't take another three hour lecture in quantum physics, or whatever it was.

"Just… just go home, Midoriya. I'll see you tomorrow." Sighed the scraggly teacher.

"Okay Aizawa-Sensei! You should get some rest, you look really stressed." Said Izuku as he walked out of the classroom. He thought he heard the sound of grinding teeth behind him, but it was probably just his imagination.

…

Before going home, Izuku searched for the nurse's office. He was embarrassed to admit that he had forgotten about helping Yagi. He had gotten so caught up in explaining the intricacies of his quirk, that he didn't remember until he was already leaving the school.

He figured he might as well stop by where he assumed Recovery Girl was, to see if he could still lend a helping hand.

When he got to the room he had identified as the nurse's office, he stood outside for a few seconds. He was embarrassed that he was so late. As he shook his nerves off and prepared to go in, Izuku heard a voice from inside.

"Honestly, Toshinori, overdoing it again. You know you only have three hours a day. Just because you have your lung back doesn't mean you're back in your prime. Really, do you think you'd still be alive if it weren't for me?" Said an exasperated voice from within the room.

Not wanting to look like he was eavesdropping, Izuku opened the door, making as much noise as possible so he could alert them of his presence. Inside the room, he saw Yagi-san, and a tiny old woman he recognized as Recovery Girl. Yagi-san was sitting on one of the beds, traces of blood on his lips.

Both of the residents of the room looked toward the door. There, they saw a boy with curly green hair. Toshinori recognized him immediately, and Recovery Girl was smart enough to figure it out.

"So you're finally here, what took you so long? I swear, the both of you need to learn how to be responsible and keep track of time." Harrumphed the old woman, shaking her head toward the two others in the room.

Izuku's face went red, and he hurriedly bowed toward the woman. "Sorry, I got caught up explaining my quirk to Aizawa-sensei." He explained quickly.

Toshinori just laughed at the way the boy was apologizing. "Don't worry, young Midoriya, she is always like this. We understand if you got sidetracked for a little while."

"A little while!? School let out 3 HOURS ago!" She yelled, muttering something under her breath about how 'back in her day' something or other.

"Anyway, kid, you did good with Toshinori's lung, it's like it was never gone. If you can do the same with his stomach, it would be a huge help." She said.

"I'll do what I can!" Said Izuku with determination, and his fists clenched. He walked toward Toshinori, who was still sitting on the edge of the bed. When he got in front of Toshinori, Izuku just stood there and closed his eyes. He had to put his entire focus on this. For something as delicate as an organ, a tiny mistake could be disastrous.

Toshinori looked at the boy in front of him in confusion. He was just standing there, maybe he was mentally preparing himself. Before he could continue this train of thought, he felt an itching somewhere he couldn't really identify. Within seconds it was gone.

That was when Izuku opened his eyes and said, "All done." Both Recovery Girl and Toshinori stared at the boy in shock. That was it!? Toshinori knew it wouldn't take too long, but only 20- no, 10 seconds had passed.

"R-really?" Asked the skinny man hopefully.

"Yep, I even tried to do what I could to fix the cavity on your chest." Said the boy, smiling at the happiness he could see grow on the older man's face.

"ha-HAHAHAHA, YES, THANK YOU MY BOY." Shouted the huge form of All Might. He was vigorously going through a variety of poses that accentuated his muscles.

Izuku stared in shock at Yagi-san… or was it All Might now? This was so confusing. All Might was actually a scrawny, dying man?

Right as All Might was shifting into a different pose, Recovery Girl got up. Walking briskly over to All Might, she slapped him upside the head.

"IDIOT! Now Midoriya knows. Don't just let your emotions get ahold of you like that!" She yelled before angrily stomping away.

That was when All Might noticed the young boy staring at him in shock. He had totally forgotten anybody else was even there. He shrunk down to his original form, which was still skinny, but no longer slouching.

"AHEM! Now, there is a perfectly reasonable explanation for this."

"YOU'RE ALL MIGHT!!!!" Shouted Izuku as he finally regained some motor functions.

"Yes."

"But-what-you're… Wow, I helped All Might!" Exclaimed Izuku, eyes practically shining.

"Yes, and I can't thank you enough for that, my boy. However, I need my identity to be kept secret. I hope you understand." Said Toshinori with a serious expression.

This calmed Izuku down, and he looked at Toshinori with a determined glint in his eye. "I promise your secret is safe with me."

"Good, now that I'm all healed up, I'll be at max strength in no time." Said Toshinori jovially.

"Slow down, Toshinori. I'd give it a week or two before you're all healed up. Stay within the three hour time limit until then." Reprimanded Recovery Girl, "Thank you for your help, young man. You should probably get home, I'm sure your parents are worried."

"Alright, it was nice meeting you, Recovery Girl. See you tomorrow, All Might-sensei." Said Izuku as he left the room.

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When Izuku got to school the next day, he was shaking in excitement. All Might was going to teach them! Sure, he met All Might before, but it was still something special to be taught by the number one hero.

In the classroom, there were whispers of what the class would be, and who the teacher was. This was a little surprising to him. So other people got their message from different heroes?

He was dragged into a conversation near the front of the classroom right as he walked in. It looked like their were others who were dragged in as well.

"Isn't that right, Midoriya!?" Cried the pink girl right when she saw him walk in.

"Uh-what?" asked Izuku, clearly taken aback by the sudden question. He looked around at a few of the others who seemed to be a part of the conversation. They were no help, only throwing him sympathetic looks.

Luckily, he didn't have to answer. Ashido seemed to have gotten frustrated with his 3 seconds of silence, and grumbled as she went back to whatever story she was telling beforehand. He wasn't sure what it was about, but it involved a bunch of wild hand gestures.

Doing what he could to leave the conversation, Izuku made his way to his seat. Not long after he sat down, the door burst open.

"I AM HERE… COMING THROUGH THE DOOR LIKE A NORMAL PERSON." Everyone in the class totally disregarded the not normal way of coming through the door, and instead focused on the fact that it was ALL MIGHT! There were sounds of awe as they looked at him in his hero suit.

Izuku's classmates began loudly talking amongst each other, too excited to remember that school had just started.

All Might stood at the front of the room, shuffling through a series of cards. Izuku sweatdropped at this, and the fact that he was the only one who noticed.

"AHEM, STUDENTS. TODAY, WE WILL BE DOING A BATTLE TEST." He said, then gestured to the wall, which ejected a bunch of different boxes. "THESE ARE YOUR COSTUMES, BASED OFF OF WHAT YOU SUBMITTED ABOUT YOUR QUIRKS AND PREFERENCES. ALL OF YOU SHOULD CHANGE, AND MEET ME AT TRAINING GROUND DELTA." With that, he left the room, presumably heading to training ground Delta.