Izuku Midoriya (
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Bark's Locomotive Apartment Complex
[The town was having its annual festival that honored the best heroes in the country from every prefecture in Japan. This ward itself was rather small, but this festival was the one place that everyone flocked to yearly, so if you wanted to see the best heroes and peddle your best wares, this was the best time to do it. Everyone in town from civilian to non would be spending most of the months leading up to it preparing for the festivities, generating stock to be sold or shown off in the hopes that they'd make back the difference or- perhaps- get to rub elbows with some of the best upcoming heroes.
That's exactly what Izuku Midoriya was doing for this festival.
Having been born Quirkless, discovering so at a young age, instead of wallowing in his despair for too long Izuku had chosen to put his efforts into learning how to create new support items for heroes to use. If he couldn't become a hero himself, then the next best thing would be to provide support for them, and early on his intelligence and quick thinking earned him praise from his teachers and peers alike. Things had been going well for him despite his misfortunes, having lacked both a Quirk as well as losing his childhood best friend to an early move...
Things had been going well, until the fateful day he'd gotten caught up in an awful tussle in the middle of the square, being too brave (or stupid) to stop himself from jumping in the fray regardless of no ability to truly help. They had been thieves, and one of them- a big, burly man with the head of a dog- had bitten him hard on the left shoulder, rendering him unconscious from the pain. And when he awoke...
He was a dog, too. And so now, Izuku was no longer a Quirkless human, but a human with something like a transferred Quirk. A rare ability that he knew not the remedy for, only that he'd been given all the attributes of a canine and nothing more. He'd been living this way for a few months now, which had slowed his production of his support items considerably. The festival itself was happening today and here he was, stuck helping his family decorate the square instead of getting his creations ready...]
That's exactly what Izuku Midoriya was doing for this festival.
Having been born Quirkless, discovering so at a young age, instead of wallowing in his despair for too long Izuku had chosen to put his efforts into learning how to create new support items for heroes to use. If he couldn't become a hero himself, then the next best thing would be to provide support for them, and early on his intelligence and quick thinking earned him praise from his teachers and peers alike. Things had been going well for him despite his misfortunes, having lacked both a Quirk as well as losing his childhood best friend to an early move...
Things had been going well, until the fateful day he'd gotten caught up in an awful tussle in the middle of the square, being too brave (or stupid) to stop himself from jumping in the fray regardless of no ability to truly help. They had been thieves, and one of them- a big, burly man with the head of a dog- had bitten him hard on the left shoulder, rendering him unconscious from the pain. And when he awoke...
He was a dog, too. And so now, Izuku was no longer a Quirkless human, but a human with something like a transferred Quirk. A rare ability that he knew not the remedy for, only that he'd been given all the attributes of a canine and nothing more. He'd been living this way for a few months now, which had slowed his production of his support items considerably. The festival itself was happening today and here he was, stuck helping his family decorate the square instead of getting his creations ready...]
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It swells his heart up with pride and he smirks, reaching out to clasp a hand on this smaller man's shoulder.]
Don't fuckin' mention it.
[There's a small pause, before he attempts to say it again in Japanese. Since yeah he.. forgot he was in Japan for a second there, and this guy clearly barely knows English.]
Don't worry it.
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[Oh, how his eyes suddenly light up when he speaks Japanese, his tail wagging a mile a minute.]
Ahh! Hai, shinpaishinaide kudasai!! Eiyū no namae o oshietekudasai!
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[Bakugo repeats that word a couple of times, trying to remember.. what it meant. The rest he sort of understands the gist of but "eiyuu"... oh.
Oh duh. How could he forget?]
Ah, sou. Ore wa... Firework.
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Firework...Boku o tasukete kurete hontōni arigatō, Firework!
[He pads a step back and pats at his pockets, then starts to rummage in them a little with some difficulty before he manages to extricate a card. It's sticky on one side, like with tape...and it will be obvious if he thinks about it that it's because with his paws, he can't pick it up otherwise.
He holds it out for Bakugou to take, and on the card it reads:
"Deku Hero Support Company"]
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But then he reads it over and something about it... gets his smile to falter. "Deku"... "Deku"... wasn't that?
No.. he wasn't a dog. It could be pure luck that this guy named his company after the stupid nickname he gave his childhood friend. It honestly was luck. That's all.]
Support kaisha, huh?
De? Namae wa?
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For a split second, just a miniscule amount of time, his muzzle shifts and features split until a bright eyed young man is looking at him, his cheeks dusted with freckles.]
Boku wa Midoriya Izuku Desu! Shikashi, anata wa boku o Deku to yonde mo yoidesu!
[And just as quickly, he's back to canine, panting. He doesn't seem to have noticed what just happened.]
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"Midoriya Izuku desu!" "Midoriya Izuku--"
Holy shit. Holy shit! That's why this ward was so familiar! It's the place he was goddamn born in-- how could he forget so easily? And in front of him was his childhood friend he had to leave behind, even though he dreadfully didn't want to.
And he.. can't say anything about it. He wants to keep his identity a secret, to keep his family safe when he becomes the greatest hero in the world. It's something he told himself he'd have to deal with when he very first debuted, and it's something he's not keen on just tossing aside because of old connections.
So.. he forces a grin, and reaches out to ruffle the fur on top of that dog-again head of his.]
Deku? Okashina...
[He laughs a little, as he takes his hand back.]
Douiu "Deku" desu ka?
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The ruffle to his head causes Izuku to whimper without meaning to at all, a terribly happy sound that escapes him before he can stop it. As soon as he hears it he clams up and claps his paws over the end of his snout, shaking his head quickly.]
Ah- ahh- D...Deku...
[His ears fall back as he looks aside for a moment, then back up at Bakugou.]
Sore wa boku ni atae raremashita. Ī tomodachi ni. Sore wa tan'naru nikkunēmudesu.
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[Honestly, it kind of hurts. But Bakugo does his best to hide it as he gives him one last small pat on the top of his head before turning around, his cape fluttering behind him as he does.]
Maa, o genki de. Deku-kun.
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S...sir! Firework, please wait!
[That's said in English as he continues before he can turn around.]
Will see again?
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What a silly question. Now that he knows you're Deku...]
Yeah. We'll see each other again.
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Matsuri o tanoshinde kudasai!