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Aoyama had been born quirkless. The extra joint in his pinky toe, his appendix, his wisdom teeth, the blood red shoes he wore, he had it all.
He grew up with the prejudice the quirkless people had to bear. The grueling looks, the bullying, the suicide baiting, it blended together. He never met any other quirkless person, any other community, to help him. He was alone most of his childhood, nervous to speak out or try to make his childhood even slightly better. Luckily, he had his parents, who were extremely supportive of him and promised him the best they could.
One day though, everything changed. A month after his 15th birthday, he, somehow, developed a quirk. 11 years late, however. Aoyama had been cleaning a scar on his lower torso, when a laser suddenly fired out. Aoyama jumped as it hit his desk, burning the edge of it. Finishing cleaning the wound, Aoyama got up and inspected the desk, stars in his widened eyes. He must have had a quirk! …But… how? He had every extra body part, he was registered as quirkless, why did it manifest now??
He had no time to lose. Aoyama jumped up, running down the stairs to his mother at the sink, washing dishes. “Mom, Mom, Mom! I think I got a quirk!” His mom laughed, “That’s insanity, sweetie, I know you want one, but that’s impossible.” She looked up from the dishes at Yuga. Yuga nodded, “I know, I’m still confused too, but I was cleaning a really deep cut near my navel,”
“YOU GOT A WHAT?!”
“Hold on, and when I accidentally pressed a little too hard, a laser fired out and it hit my desk.” His mother’s eyes widen, “Are you sure it’s not a hallucination? Should we go to the doctor’s?” Yuga shakes his head, “No, Mom! The part of the desk where the laser hit was melted!” His mom nods, “And can I see this?” Yuga nodded, leading his mother up to the room. When they get there, he points to the desk, “See!” His mother’s eyes widened, looking around the room for something that could’ve left this effect. After finding nothing, she hurries down the stairs to the car, “Come on Yuga, we’re getting this checked! Let’s hope it’s something good!” Yuga nods, following her.
They pile into the car, driving to their doctor’s office. Hurrying up to the receptionist, they explain the situation, ignoring the receptionist’s disbelieving looks. They sit down in a hurry, anxious for the doctor. Time passes, around 15 minutes (that felt like hours), and the doctor brought the two back to the room they’d be having the appointment in.
It took a couple tests, but later, they got the results. He manifested a quirk. It was a rare case, which meant the quirk was so sudden and late that everything deeming him quirkless was still there, needing only the trigger to manifest. He cried tears of joy, gracious of this new opportunity he’d been given by whatever deity out there. He could be a hero.
The next year he spent training and training with this quirk, his goal to get into UA and become a twinkling hero. Time flew by, and it was time for the entrance exam. He tried his hardest to get through the exam, proud of himself at the end for his hard work. His training paid off!
Suspense followed him the next 2 weeks, eager to see if he got into his dream school or not. The pressure ticking down, it finally arrived. The letter in the envelope determining his future. His mother called him down when it arrived, “YUGA!! THE LETTER ARRIVED!!” He rushed down the stairs, taking it eagerly. “Woah, woah! Let’s open it together, in the living room.” Yuga nods, walking to the living room and sitting on the couch. He grasps the letter, taking a deep breath. He rips open the envelope. His heart races. He opens the letter. He got in. Class A.
His mother jumped with joy, hugging Yuga tightly. “You’re gonna be a hero, honey!!” They spent that night celebrating between the family, his father getting from work later that evening celebrating with them.
Excitement followed him that next month, keeping his newfound quirk a secret in everything but his records. The first day arrived, it going pretty smoothly. He hunched in his seat, not ready to do anything outside of his comfort zone yet. It also felt different in a way, however. When he was quirkless, he got disapproving looks and bullying no matter where he turned. Now, he seems to blend in, and nobody’s paying much attention to him. He smiles at the thought, until he’s pulled out of it by his, apparently teacher, beginning to speak.
Next thing they did was the QAT. The Quirk Assessment Test. It sounded nice, until a pink girl said that it was fun. Aizawa then decided to eliminate the person in last. Aoyama panicked.. for 2 seconds, until he realized, there’s hardly any chance he’d get in dead last… he hoped. He JUST got a quirk, he worked this hard, surely they wouldn’t kick him out just because he scored last in some test, right?
But that didn’t matter. What he knew was that he needed to prove his worth. Plus Ultra.
Aoyama watched each match, watching each kid go up, give their results, and rotate. Nothing out of the ordinary. That is, until Midoriya Izuku walked up. Aoyama noticed his shoes. His grimey, blood red shoes. Matching his. His eyes widened at the sight, but quickly returned to normal in fear someone would notice. Why did this kid have the same shoes as him? He was quirkless, so maybe Midoriya is as well? But that theory is disproven by Midoriya very clearly using his quirk, breaking his bones in the process. Maybe.. a later bloomer? But there’s no way there’s another rare case of a late bloomer like Aoyama, in fact, it was 0.0001 percent of the population.. but that being said, the chance sure isn’t zero. He’d have to ask at some point later on.
That later comes quite suddenly, when Aoyama’s in the changing rooms. Putting back his costume, he walks out the door, only to be pulled into an empty classroom by an arm. Aoyama panics, but calms down when he sees the shocked face of who the arm belonged to. Midoriya Izuku.
“The shoes.” He simply said. Aoyama nodded, “Late-bloomer. You?” Izuku nodded, “Then.. where are your earrings?” Aoyama tilted his head in confusion, “Whatever do you mean?” Izuku’s eyes widened, “Your earrings that show you’re a part of the community.. did you ever get yours?” Aoyama shakes his head, “I didn’t know a “community” existed until this conversation!” With that, Izuku took Aoyama’s arm and skipped down the hallway, “Well, that’s what we’re doing today, let’s go!” Aoyama flinched at the contact, and Midoriya noticed, but he continued down the hallway, out of the school. Eventually, Midoriya let go, and they were walking down alleys and sidewalks Aoyama didn’t really recognize. Breaking the silence, Aoyama says, “U-Uhm, where exactly are we going?”
“Oh, to my house. I’ll explain once we get there- OH, speaking of, tell your parents you’re sleeping over at a friend’s house, I’m hosting a sleepover and you’re coming.” Izuku explained. Aoyama’s eyes widened, “O-Oh, ok then! Merci, mon ami!” Midoriya smiles reassuringly, taking a left as Aoyama followed.
They arrived at Midoriya’s house, running up the stairs into Midoriya’s room. Two pairs of blood red shoes at the door. Midoriya checked the time on the alarm clock, the red numbers spelling 2:13 pm. Midoriya sits on the bed, pulling out his phone. “We have about 4 and a half hours until we go- OH MY GOSH, I’m so sorry, I didn’t even tell you my name! Midoriya Izuku, nice to meet you!” Midoriya says, smiling brightly. Aoyama nodded, “Aoyama Yuga, pleased to meet you as well. Now, can you explain, s’il vous plaît?” Midoriya nodded,
“Right. So, essentially, every quirkless, or late bloomer in our cases, is part of a community. We’re underground, so the commission doesn’t know we exist, and we’re called the Xs in reference to the X on your files where your quirk is listed. So other people know who’s quirkless and who isn’t, we have certain codes, that I’ll get into later, but that’s about it.” Midoriya said.
Aoyama nodded, “Alright then… wow, this is a lot.” Midoriya laughs while nodding, “I know, right? I’m still shocked even now. But one thing though. You can’t tell anyone about the community. If you know someone supportive, we can get them an ally rank in the community, but you have to be 100% sure. And a couple months into the community.” Aoyama nods in understanding, “Got it.” Midoriya pauses for a moment, before remembering something, “Oh! We need to get into our disguises, long story short, we need to wear disguises when we go out for our safety. Do you want a more feminine disguise or a masculine?”
Aoyama wondered as well for a bit, until he gave an answer, “...I’m used to modeling masculine so I’ll try feminine instead.” Midoriya squeals while clapping before going straight to his closet, “OH MY GOSH, YES! We can match sometime! Come on, we’ve got to pick your outfit!”
Ren had a black headband holding back her hair today, plus her assortment of necklaces and bracelets, ranging from charm to kandi, her red X earrings pinned to her ears. She decided to wear a light green, long sleeve top, a forest theme to it, the sleeves fading to mushrooms on the ends while being pretty wide. She also wore low waisted jeans, her platforms replacing her red, clunky shoes. Aoyama’s eyes widened at the sight, “Mon dieu! You’re a miracle worker! That outfit is magnifique!” Ren giggled, “Thanks! Take whatever you need from the closet, I can do your makeup if you want, of course if you want any. My fake name is Kimura Ren, so when we’re out, call me that.” Aoyama nods, getting off the bed and searching through the closet.
Aoyama finally decides to wear a short, yellow wig with small, side ponytails. He decides to keep his indigo eyes instead of adding contacts, his makeup hardly there with simply eyeliner, blush and false lashes, not that huge. He wore a yellow, sunset tank top with white arm warmers, purple stars coating them. He wore grey shorts, white knee high socks, and finally, red heels. His only extra accessories were a white, lace bow pinning the right side of his hair back and a gold chain necklace with a small turtle as a charm. Ren gleams as she squeals, clapping her hands, “You look so beautiful!!”
Aoyama smiles, looking at himself in the mirror. “Oui.. I do.” He never knew he’d feel this happy about cross-dressing, but now that he’s doing it… it fills him with glee. With happiness. “Ok, we need to get you a new name! Any ideas?” Aoyama thinks for a moment, “How about…Shikichi Taikoyo?” Ren nods vigorously, “Oh my gosh, perfect!” Taikoyo grins, “Merci!”
“Alright, it’s..” Ren pauses to look at the alarm clock, “6:28. We should start heading out.” Ren grabs a black bag from the closet, giving Taikoyo a small, purple one, “Just for the necessities.” Taikoyo nods, waiting for Ren to grab a few things Taikoyo couldn’t make out and walking with Ren out of the house and down the street. After 30 minutes, they finally got there. The cottage. Taikoyo spoke up, “Are you sure this is the right place?” Ren nods, “Of course, I’ve been here a million times.”
The two walk into the small building, and Taikoyo gapes. The inside is huge, with people bustling around, all wearing similar earrings Taikoyo remembered Ren mentioning. In contrast to Taikoyo, Ren seemingly knew what to do, leading Taikoyo through all the crowds to a room in the far back. Ren walked up to a woman behind a desk and said, “Hi! I’d like to get my friend registered as a red late bloomer?”
The lady nodded, getting red X pin-on earrings and a form of ID from a drawer behind the desk. Taikoyo picked up the earrings, pinning them to their ears as the lady finished getting the ID ready and putting it on the desk. “Fill out your information, please?” She asked, handing him a red marker. Taikoyo nodded, filling out the ID,
Government Mandated Quirkless ID
Name: Aoyama Yuga
Sex: M
Age: __ *15*
Status: Red
Area Code:
Taikoyo paused, looking at Ren for help. Ren replied, “Put 765, it’s Japan’s area code in the system.” Taikoyo shrugged, mentally making a note to ask about that later.
Top 3 Go-To Safe Spots:
Taikoyo looked back up at Ren. Ren said, “I’ll help you with that later, just leave it blank.” Taikoyo nodded, continuing with the ID.
Date Diagnosed (As quirkless): October 26th, XXXX
Date Diagnosed (As Late-Bloomer): April 6th, XXXX
With that, they picked it up, muttering a quiet “thank you.” Ren spoke again, “Could I also update my ID to late-bloomer?” The woman nodded, speaking for the first time, “Two late-bloomers! Two peas in a pod, that’s good!” Ren smiled and nodded, putting her ID on the desk.
The woman printed, “ Date Diagnosed (As Late-Bloomer): ” onto the ID and Taikoyo passed the marker to Ren, watching as Ren wrote February 26th, XXXX on the ID and giving the woman back the marker, putting the ID in her bag. Taikoyo followed, putting their ID in the purple bag hanging from their shoulder. The two say another “thank you” and walk back into the main area. Taikoyo asks, “What is there to do now?” Ren replies, “Well, normally there’s activities and you can interact with the other quirkless. I’m going to hang out with my two quirkless friends that should be coming soon, if you’d like to join, you’re welcome to.” Taikoyo pauses for a moment before saying, “Would it be ok if I joined you and your amis?” Ren nods, “Of course!”
Taikoyo smiles, following Ren to the entrance they’d walked through earlier to see two teenagers, probably their age, at the front talking with each other. Ren lights up, “Hi guys! Glad you guys made it!” Ren gestures grandly at Taikoyo, “This is my friend, Shikuchi Taikoyo!” Taikoyo smiles warmly, waving, “Nice to meet vous deux!” Ren introduces Taikoyo to the other two, “Taikoyo, this is Kikuchi Mizu,” The ginger boy smiles, “..and Takamoto Miyuki!” The light blush haired girl waves her hand vigorously, “Amazing to meet you! We’ve needed another friend in the friend group, about time!” Ren giggles, “I know! And, even better, they’re a late-bloomer like me!” Miyuki gapes with a grin, “Oh my gosh, two peas in a pod!”
They continue the calm conversation, laughing and giggling within the 4 of them, occasionally grabbing drinks or chips, until the clock hit 10 pm. Ren glanced at a clock on the wall in the far corner, noticing the hands pointing to 9:58 pm, “Oh, guys, it’s 9:58, does everyone want to head back?” The other 3 nod, “Yeah, sure, why not?” Kikuchi says.
The 4 walk out of the cottage, hopping across the cobblestone path and through the thin woods to the main area of Musutafu. They navigate through the winding streets, until they finally get to Ren’s house. They slip off their shoes, Taikoyo picking the shoes back up, running up to Ren’s room. The 3 guests stand in the middle of the room, waiting as Ren closes the door, turning back to her guests. Ren puts her bag up, Taikoyo handing Ren the bag back, “Taikoyo, if you want, you can change in the bathroom, it’s across the hall.” Ren hands Taikoyo some of her pajamas, smiling as Taikoyo nods, hurrying to the bathroom.
“So.. what’s her deal?! Spill the tea!” Miyuki smirks. Ren rolls her eyes with a smile, taking off her wig and hanging it up on one of the mannequin heads in the closet, “So, his name is actually Aoyama Yuga, he’s a classmate. I saw his shoes during some Quirk Assessment thing Eraserhead made us do, but noticed his lack of earrings, so I pulled him aside to talk to him. Apparently he didn’t know the community existed, so I took him here-”
“Kidnapped or took him here?”
“..and told him about the community, brought him to the meeting, and here we are!”
Miyuki frowned, “Poor thing! I couldn’t imagine life without the community, I can’t even imagine how bad growing up quirkless was without it!” Ren nodded, taking off her bald cap and letting loose his green curls, “I know.. hopefully, we can help change that!” Kikuchi nods as well, taking off his wig and putting it on one of the mannequin heads in Ren’s closet, Miyuki doing the same.
Kikuchi’s ginger curls were now black, straighter locks, and Miyuki’s blush colored locks were now dirty blonde, reaching her shoulders.
In that moment, Aoyama walks in, dawning purple pajamas and carrying all the clothes they wore for Taikoyo. Miyuki’s eyes sparkle, “OH MY GOSH, YOU’RE SO CUTE!” Miyuki runs up and hugs Aoyama, but only for a split second before fussing over their features. Izuku laughs, pulling Miyuki off of Aoyama, “Hiroko, why don’t you grab some of my pajamas and go change?” Hiroko nods, her smile reaching her eyes as she goes into the closet, grabs pink pajamas and skips across the hall to the bathroom.
After a moment, Aoyama hands Izuku the clothes, Izuku walking into the closet and putting everything back. Once Izuku comes back, he leads Aoyama into the room, “Aoyama-” Aoyama interrupts, “Yuga. Vous can call me Yuga.” Midoriya smiles warmly, “Yuga, this is Aoki,” Aoki bows his head slightly, “and you saw Furukawa, or Hiroko, skip into the bathroom earlier.” Yuga nods with a smile. Aoki then spoke up, “Ok, glad we got introduced, but I need to change.” Izuku giggles, “Change in the closet!” Aoki smiles, walking into the closet and closing the doors.
“Anyways, once they’re done changing, I’m gonna change, and then we’ll set up where we’re gonna sleep.” Izuku explains. Aoyama nods, “Ok, great!”
After a bit of talking between the two of them, Aoki stepped out of the closet wearing orange pajamas. A moment later, Hiroko burst through the door, grin wide and bright. Izuku smiles, “Alright, I’m gonna go change, be right back!” With that, Izuku walked across the hall, into the bathroom.
Aoyama turned away from the, now closed, bathroom door, facing the other two Xs. Aoki, breaking the awkward silence, says, “So, Yuga, how’s UA?”
They continue their conversation until Izuku gets back, now wearing green pajamas and carrying his clothes. He walks right in, shoves all of his clothes onto a table in the closet and walks right out, closing the doors and facing the other 3. “So, anyone wanna help get the tent?”
“Tent?!” Aoyama exclaims. Hiroko giggles, “We use a huge tent to sleep under. You’ll see it once we put it up, Newbie!” Yuga raises an eyebrow at the nickname, but is pulled out the door by Hiroko, giggling as she skips down the hallway, Izuku and Aoki closely following. The 4 get down the hallway, stopping at a door. “Hiroko, help me get this thing into my room, please, Yuga and Daiki, clear the hallway.” Izuku says. The other 3 nod, doing their own respective jobs, and eventually, the tent is in the room, sitting on the floor. The 4 of them work together to piece together the tent, and after a half an hour of hard work, the tent was set up. It was a huge, teal tent, taking up most of the floor of Izuku’s room.
Izuku puts up his fists, “Victory! I’m gonna go get snacks and blankets and stuff, whatever I can find, you 3 find your spots in the thing.” With that, Izuku walks back down the hall, probably to downstairs. Hiroko dives for the top right corner of the tent, Aoki laughing as he turns to Aoyama. “You can choose your spot first.” Aoyama smiles, “Merci.”, as they crawl into the tent, sitting in the bottom right corner. Aoki crawls into his own spot, the top left of the tent, when Izuku comes back with blankets, pillows, and bags of snacks in both arms. He pushes everything to the middle of the tent, throwing himself into the last empty corner.
“Oh my Kami, I’m tired..” Izuku says as he lays down in the corner. Aoki laughs, “Same, do you guys want to put on a movie?” Hiroko lights up, “YES! We should put on a Disney movie!” Aoyama spoke up, “Mon dieu, I grew up with Disney movies!” Izuku smiles, “Alright then, Disney it is! Which one though?” The group pauses for a moment, before Hiroko suggests, “Ooh! How about The Little Mermaid!” Izuku nods vigorously, “The Little Mermaid!” Aoki laughs, “Ok then!”
Aoki crawled out of the tent, grabbing Izuku’s computer and setting it right outside the tent, turning on The Little Mermaid and snuggling back into his corner. Aoyama and Izuku peek out from their corners, watching the movie as they slowly fall asleep.
By the time the movie was over, everyone was about to fall asleep. Hiroko yawned as she said sleepily, “Izu.. can you hold me? I’ve been having trouble sleeping without a nightmare and I’m nervous.” Izuku tiredly nods, and at that, he pulls Hiroko towards himself, scooching over to lay down in the middle of the tent, putting his arms around her and nuzzling his head into her neck. After a few minutes, Hiroko falls asleep, sleeping soundly. Aoyama smiles at the sight, attempting to sleep on their side. Though, after a while of tossing and turning, he couldn’t fall asleep. Izuku took notice, saying out loud, “You two can join us if you’d like.”
Aoki and Aoyama share a look of thought, before nodding and crawling over to Hiroko and Izuku, Aoyama nuzzling into Izuku’s other side and Aoki sprawled around the 3 of them. Not long after, all 4 of them are sleeping soundly, cuddling further into each other with blankets completely covering each of them.
The next morning, the 4 of them would be found tangled up in each other, hurrying while getting ready for school and walking together, chatting and smiling, excited for their next hangout.