Izuku stood overlooking Takoba Park. It goes to show what humans can do to the environment. They do not appreciate the beauty of nature. It's sad really. The Dagobah Municipal Beach Park had been such a beautiful place but it had accumulated trash coming from the sea for years, turning it from a beautiful beach spot into a trash heap. Izuku didn't like the sight of it. He used to come here with his mother every now and then. It was a fun place.

He slowly made his way down the steep slope and down into the park itself. He stood amongst the heaps of trash littering the sand. He walked forward, taking everything in. This place could prove to be a great training spot. There were multiple heavy objects littering the place. He eyed a refrigerator, wiling it into the air. His telekinesis was easy enough to control. His quirk was not in desperate need of training. His body is. He looked down at his hands. He had such a scrawny body.

Sometimes he couldn't blame Katsuki for beating him up. He never once fought back and for some reason the thought of training himself never entered his mind. Why had he remained so weak? There were multiple things he could have done to build himself up. He could've learned how to fight and defend himself. He wanted to be a hero but never did anything about it. Maybe that's why Katsuki treated him as he did. Maybe it was because of his own frustration. Maybe he was trying to let him see how weak he was. He was trying to make him see that in order to prove himself he would have to fight back.

Just maybe.

Or maybe he just did it because of his ego.

Either way, he was done with that. He was done with that life. He would do something about it.

He was weak. His mother could lift a microwave without assistance and he struggled to stand up straight with the machine. He had a lot of work to do and nine months remaining. He would make the best of it. He would train his body as best he can. He cannot rely on his quirk. A quirk can only get you so far. At some point he would have to fight.

He looked up at the sun. It was still early morning. He wouldn't be returning home until dust. He might have to phone his mother and inform her of this. She's worried too much about him these past few days and the stress was no good for her.

He was a terrible son. All he did was worry his poor mother. She would be better off without him. Sadly she was stuck with him so he'll have to do his best to keep her happy and worry free. He still had his suicidal thoughts more often than not but she could not know. She was happy when he told her he still wanted to attend UA. He supposed it relieved her. At least one thing about him hadn't changed much and she clung to that. He's really trying to lessen her worries. He still can't sleep very well, but he didn't let her know. She didn't need to know how tired he felt everyday.

It hurt seeing his mother so stressed out because of him. She loved him and would never blame him, but it was obviously his fault. If he wasn't so damn useless he could've properly killed himself and be done with it. Then she wouldn't have anyone to worry about him

He sighed. What was he even doing anymore?

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He had spent hours on the beach. His muscles ached and he was starving. All he managed was to move a couple of small objects. His legs hurt with every step up the stairs. His jacket felt heavy on his shoulders. His arms felt weak. He doubt he could even hold a cup of water anymore. It was a struggle just to properly grasp the doorknob.

The minute he stumbled into the house he was engulfed in a tight hug from his mother. He was confused for a moment. Why was she hugging him? And then he realized that he forgot to call her in the morning. He forgot to let her know he would he home very late. He cursed himself. He was trying not to worry her and ended up doing the exact opposite. Couldn't he do anything properly?

"I'm so happy you're ok" Inko sounded on the verge of tears as she refused to let go of her son. She was so worried when he hadn't returned in the afternoon. She feared the worse. What if he tried to kill himself again? What if he succeeded this time? She didn't know what she would do without him. He was all she had left. "Where were you? "

"Dangobah" he muttered quietly. "I'm sorry, I meant to call. I guess I forgot. I didn't mean to worry you again"

He slipped out of her arms and trudged towards the stairs. "I'm going to take a bath. Sorry, again"

Inko watched him retreat. He looked in pain. What was he up to? Why was he at the beach for so long? There's nothing but trash there. What use could it be?

She slid into a chair at the dining table. His dinner was on the table and it was most likely cold. She'd have to warm it up for him. She sighed, running a hand through her hair in frustration. It was all her fault wasn't it? Everything was her fault and now Izuku blames himself. She's worried about him. Yes it may not be very good for her health. She's a nurse. She knows all of this. She couldn't let herself stress out so much. Izuku blamed himself for her frustration. It was never his fault. Everything was because of her. He was quirkless because of her. He lost hope because of her. He's like this because of her. It's always been her. She's no good no matter how much she tried.

She was a terrible mother.

She wanted to cry. All she does is cry.

She let out another frustrated sigh. Crying helps no one. Maybe she needed to change.

What should she do?

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Kuriko was coming down the stairs in order to go fetch herself some ice cream when she spotted a familiar black haired man. She sighed when she saw him and made to disappear when he saw her and smiled brightly, those golden eyes glimmering.

"If it isn't my favorite niece"

She was his only niece. What was he doing here? Didn't he need to be in America working with the heroes there or something. He didn't come to train her again, did he? She wasn't in the mood for that. She wanted to stay in her room and read her books while enjoying her ice cream. Its not a lot. So why couldn't she get it?

The man made to hug her, but she evaded him. He was quick to block her exit and she glared. He only grinned and raised his fist, challenging her. She had no time for this. She made to move again, but he threw a punch. She dodged and kicked him in the gut. She was satisfied when he crashed onto the counter. She then walked past him and towards the fridge.

"Good kick" He dusted himself off as if he didn't just impact a marble counter. "You're obviously not in the mood. Why must you be so cruel to your uncle? "

"You know how she is, Hiro" Nozomi sighed and motioned for her brother to return to her. "It doesn't help that you tend to attack her as a form of greeting"

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"I need to make sure she remembered my training"

"She obviously did"

Hiro shrugged and returned to his sister. He ran a hand through his hair, as if to make sure it was still slicked back. He plopped down on the sofa and tugged on his tie, loosening it.

"It sucks being the one brother with three sisters" he said as he eyed Kuriko. "The only men in this family are dad, my son and I "

"Stop complaining. Having sisters is the best, you said so yourself"

He grinned at that. "Hell yeah, you guys know how to dress"

Kuriko got her full bowl of ice cream and made her way towards the stairs. She has an odd relationship with Hiro. She doesn't hate him. She just doesn't like when he comes around to train her or when he insist on seeing what she can do. She understood that it was his way of making sure she was alright. He taught her to fight so she could protect herself and all. She just prefers to read a book in a corner. Fighting was not something she favored simply because it took away time she could use to read. Having fighting skills is good though.

If Hiro is back that means Haru returned as well. He's supposed to be attending UA this year as an exchange student. With him there that would make three people who knew her.

It should be relieving but she didn't like the thought of it.

Getting into her room she climbed the latter up into her bed and just sat there, eating her ice cream. She was staring at the bookshelf across the room and wondering if she can add another next to that. She was interested in a few more books. She's practically read her entire bookshelf already, despite it continuous growth in numbers.

She leaned against the wall behind her bed and just enjoyed her ice cream. She favored the weekend. Two days of not being around ignorant fools. Most of her time is spent in her room. If she's not there then she's in the living room. If she was found in the living room she was probably fetched, because she didn't tend to idle down there.

As she ate her bowl of ice cream she wondered if she should've just taken the entire tub. Once she finishes this she'll have to go back downstairs. That could've been avoided of she had just taken the entire tub. Nozomi might have said something about it though.

"Kuriko! "

She hardly reacted to a boy around her age, bursting through her door. His blue eyes landed on her and he grinned brightly. Haru. She sighed. She actually had a cousin and it came in the form of a black haired blue eyed overly cheerful boy. He was practically the mini version of his father. He was just a year older than her, but acted like a damn child in Kuriko's opinion. Why does he refuse to enter her room normally? Why does he enter her room in the first place? He should've stayed downstairs with his father. There was no need for him in her room. And she made that very clear with the glare she sent him.

But Haru was like his father and ignored it completely. He instead closed the door behind him and looked around the room.

"This place hasn't changed at all" he said, not sounding very surprised. He came to a stop by her bookshelf and eyed each book careful. "Oh, new books" he hummed and retrieved one from the second shelf.

Despite his completely childish attitude, he seems to like books too. Its the only reason Kuriko let him stick around for some time. But she still didn't like having so much cheer near her, so she wanted him out. She pointed towards her door and he just laughed. To prove his disobedience he plopped himself in her beanbag chair and opened his chosen book.

"The adults are down there, what do you want me to do? "

Leave her room. Was that so hard to ask. There was a literal library just a few paces down the hallway. There's a theater built underground. He could go outside and play with a skateboard or something.

"Jeez, I'm your cousin you know. We should spend more time together "

Kuriko threw her pillow at him and he tumbled out of his seat. He looked at her with pure betrayal on his face as he sat on the floor. Then he grinned and returned the pillow. It was caught and sent right back down to him.

"Stop throwing this at me! "

Kuriko only glared in response and dodged the pillow an it was sent back . Her ice cream was melting the longer she wasted her time with her idiot cousin.

Haru sighed in relief once Kuriko went back to eating her ice cream. She seemed to ignore him, but that was nothing new . He just reclaimed his spot on the beanbag chair and continued to read Kuriko's book on quirk evolution. The girl can be so rude towards him, but he still liked her. Ever since he first met her back when she was five. His father had told him about her and what she's been through and he vowed to be the best older cousin and protect Kuriko like she was his little sis. He wanted her to come to America with them, just so they could go to the same school. When that couldn't be arranged, he offered to stay in Japan to go to the same school. That didn't happen either. Now, however he was going to the same school and he could make sure she stays free of bullies.

He glanced up at the silent Kuriko. She could be his little sister with the hair and eyes. The only difference being that he didn't have curly hair, but he doubt that mattered. They could be mistaken for siblings with the black hair and blue eyes .

When he heard the "ping" of a phone he looked towards the direction the sound came from. He blinked when he saw Kuriko glance at the black phone in hand with disinterest. She has a phone? Why did that seem so odd to him? Of course she had a phone. How else was anyone suppose to contact her when she's away? He just didn't think she would want one and going by how she hardly paid it any mind she could obviously live without it.

And then it made a sound again. It was ignored. It made another sound. Haru was staring to see what Kuriko would do. He was also curious as to who was messaging her. Another ping and vibration. Kuriko looked annoyed as she finally picked up the phone.

Kuriko glared at the phone as if it offended her. How had Himiko gotten her number? She sure as hell did not remember passing this information over to her. Now the girl would not stop pestering her. Kuriko could just throw her phone. She had a phone but hardly got any messages. If she did it was obviously from her family, minus Haru and Hiro. She hardly paid attention to the device. She didn't even think she needed it.

Haru watched Kuriko type away furiously. The phone was alerted with another message almost immediately after. Kuriko replied, looking frustrated. Another sound of notification and the sound of her tapping away restarted.

Was she texting a friend? He doubt she would be texting any member of their family for so long and he boubt she would look so annoyed about it. Since when did she have a friend?

At some point she threw her phone to the ground only to create a portal at the last minute and it fell onto her lap. She glared at it for some time before tossing it aside and climbing out of bed. She didn't even look at Haru as she marched out of her room.

"Well, that was weird"

Kuriko made it down the stairs at some point and placed her bowl of ice cream in the fridge. She then made her way towards the door, mouthing curse words as she did. Why in the world was she even leaving? She didn't need to. Himiko wouldn't die without her blood. She had been doing perfectly fine for years. She didn't need to go anywhere, but here she was angrily pulling the door open.

"Kuriko, where are you going? "

She hardly glanced at her mother as she signed her reply. She pulled on some shoes and left.

"Out, is not much of an answer" Nozomi sighed.

"Maybe she's going to meet a friend" Hiro suggested.

"Seems unlikely, even though she seems to have a friend "

Haru soon came down the stairs with a smile.

"I think Kuriko just left to see a friend"

Nozomi looked at the boy a bit skeptically. "I doubt it"

"Well she was furiously texting someone and looked very annoyed. At the end she was angry enough to throw her phone but then saved it at the last minute before leaving" Haru detailed. "So I've concluded that this friend of hers got her number without her knowing and that of course angered her. I don't know what her friend could want but they seemed to convince Kuriko to leave the house, even though she was angry to do so"

"Nice observation " Hiro said with pride

"Hey, having a father who's head of human resources has its perks" Haru shrugged.

"I can't believe she actually left the house for a friend "

"Need me to hack her phone? "Haru pulled a laptop out of nowhere.

"No, don't do that. She has her privacy" Nozomi dismissed the idea.

"I wonder what she does on her phone" Haru muttered as he tapped away on his laptop.

"I just said not to hack her phone" Nozomi shut the laptop.

"What about her computer "

"You do not invade her privacy, Haru"

"Fine"

"Good"

"But what if the person she was texting was her boyfriend? "

Hiro chocked on nothing before bursting into laughter.

"I doubt it. As far as I know she only has one friend and it's a girl"

"Okay, then She's her girlfriend "

"Not very likely" Hiro said after getting over his sudden laughing fit. He cleared his throat and drank some water.

"Fine I give up"