Power Quaking - Chapter 1 (Patreon)

It was the constant vibration going through his pillow that woke him up.

Kano groaned lightly, blinking his eyes open groggily and slid his free hand under his pillow and grabbed his phone. Pulling it out he held it up in front of his face, swiping it on and blinking spots out of his eyes from the bright light illuminating the early morning darkness of his room. He frowned reading the text he'd received.

05:04 - Izuku: Sorry, can I speak to you?

That and a bunch of buzzes every few seconds to make sure he was notified he got the message and was woken up. It was hell'a early, what was his brother wanting at this time in the morning? Did it maybe have something to do with what he went through the other day with that sludge villain and Bakushitty? Did he have a nightmare maybe?

There was a light airy moan of displeasure to his side and he felt the feminine body that his other arm was curled around shift slightly, "...Like..it's way to early...can you turn that off?" his girlfriend whined in annoyance.

"Sorry," he apologized in a whisper, "I'll be back in a bit, just go back to sleep." he slipped his arm out from underneath her she rolled over away from him, dragging the covers with her and wrapping herself up in a bunchy cocoon of black silk. Turning the screen of his phone off, he sat up on the edge of his double bed, suppressing a yawn as he did so.

He scratched his bare chest idly and got up, making his way out of his room, clad in only a pair of white soccer shorts. He shut his room door quietly behind him as he stepped out into the hall. Everything was silent in the house except for some quiet shuffling he could hear originating from the kitchen which had its lights on.

Kano made his way over and entered the door, pausing just as he walked in and looked at his slightly younger twin brother. Odd, he was dressed in a green tracksuit and was busying himself at the sink washing some dishes. So he'd already eaten then, at this time? Weird. Especially since his brother never wore any of the tracksuits for exercise he bought him. Getting his brother to work out with him was a mission and a half most of the time, he outright had to force him most of the time.

He kept his social life separate from his now because of all the fights he used to get into to ward off bullies like Bakushitty from Izuku. Making sure his brother was at least decently capable physically was the compromise he made with himself though, he had to make sure his brother could take care of himself even if only slightly if he wasn't going to be beating down everyone who bullied him for not having a quirk.

"What's up?" Kano asked, one eyebrow raised.

His brother must not have heard him because he yelped and dropped the bowl he was washing in the sink. Kano snorted, his brother was such a skittish guy, it would annoy him with anyone else but his brother was a complete cinnamon role and he could never really muster even the urge to be angry with him about it. At least when he wasn't just sitting there and taking the abuse of others that is. It annoyed the high hell out of him when he let complete fodder make fun of him for not having a quirk when literally all they could do was make their fingers longer or make their eyeballs pop out, especially considering they were weak runts. Izuku at least was in decent shape from his efforts and knew how to throw a proper punch, he'd made sure of that.

"D-don't do that," his brother stuttered slightly when he turned around.

He bit his lip to stop himself from laughing and instead just bounced up a bit and sat on the kitchen counter, "So what did you need me for at this god awful time?" Kano questioned, "I was quite comfortable you know with my comfy silk sheets and very naked girlfriend."

A red flush spread across Izuku's face, "T-that's exactly why I woke you with your phone," he turned his head slightly and poked his two index fingers together shyly, "Last time I tried to wake you up I walked in on you both and she w-was completely n-n-naked." As soon as he said it, he dipped his head to the side slightly and hid his eyes from him with his frizzy hair.

If it were any other guy seeing his girlfriend naked he would crush them into paste with his quirk. But he just found it amusing how skittish and mortified his cinnamon roll of a brother was when he saw her naked in his bed. Plus, his brother was way too much of a nice guy and hero fanboy to even entertain the notion of perving on his brothers girlfriend, gorgeous or not.

He laughed lightly and continued to do so even when his brother managed to muster up a glare at him. "You're the only straight guy I know that would complain about seeing a girl that hot naked," he replied before waving his hand, "But back on topic, what do you need to talk to me so badly about that you do it at this time?"

"Ah," his brothers eyes lit up, "Can I borrow some of your wrist and ankle weights?" Izuku asked.

Woah, hold the phone! Despite his desire to become a hero, his brother only ever worked out his body when he himself forced him to. He'd never outright got on the ball himself despite his desire to be a hero. It was perhaps the one thing he couldn't stand about his brother, the sheer inferiority complex he had because he didn't have a quirk despite the fact that he could most likely beat the majority of the guys in his own class in a fight quirk or no quirk. And there were many, many heroes with quirks that absolutely were no help as a hero yet were pro heroes anyway.

Ah! He wanted to know what lit a fire under his ass so bad! Was it the incident with the sludge villain like he thought? But what if he just made him skittish when asking and put him off it? His brother was quite fragile emotionally, if he was finally taking things seriously and working towards his goal, he didn't want to lessen his motivation in anyway. There was only ten months until the U.A Entrance Exams, and he'd wasn't planning on going to U.A himself, he was going to go to Shiketsu with his girlfriend who was already a first year there.

He looked at his brothers hopeful eyes and couldn't bring himself to dash his hopes in anyway. Best not to ask any questions right now and just give him what he wanted. "Err..sure I guess," He replied, feigning a deep yawn, "I'm too tired to be curious why you suddenly want them, I was up quite late having a fun 'workout' after all if you catch my drift." He directed a lecherous smile at his brother and wiggled his eyebrows suggestively just to smash the point home.

His brother's face practically exploded with heat, "Ka-ni!" he yelped, completely mortified.

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"I'm so over this uniform," Kano commented to himself, buttoning up the black jacket of his gakuran uniform and looking himself over in the large slide open wall, wardrobe mirror in his room. Seriously, he had enough people accusing of him being a delinquent because of all the fights he used to get into and his uniform being the traditional delinquent uniform didn't help at all. Thank god this would be the last time he had to wear it.

He frowned. Not that the U.A uniforms were all that great either. He much preferred the Shiketsu uniform, but that idea was a bust now.

"Well, whatever," he shook his head and turned away from the mirror and made his way over to the table housing the three computer screens on his desk. Opening one of the drawers of his desk, he grabbed the drone camera, clasping the microphone around his neck as he did so and tucking it beneath the collar of his uniform out of view.

He held the drone camera up, lens towards him and turned it on and began recording. "Well, here we are guys," he said, lifting his hand up and clenching it into a fist, "Today's the day I'll be heading to U.A to take the entrance exams. It's gonna be great, I can't wait to actually cut loose a little with my quirk for once." Short simple and to the point. With that said, he quickly turned the camera off and slipped it into the backpack he had at the foot of his bed, it having already been used to store the clothes he'd be wearing during the entrance exam.

He wasn't really like his brother. When he decided on becoming a hero, he'd gone out of his way to get everything he needed to make sure he could accomplish his goal. Whether that was seeking martial arts training or working part time jobs to build himself up some money, he jumped right into it since before he was ten years old. It was when he was twelve that he made a Wetube account and began filming his training towards becoming a hero to build himself up some popularity over the internet. The extra cash he raked in with the amount of views he got wasn't too bad either.

Granted, they didn't really need the extra money living wise. His dad, despite them never seeing them since he worked overseas sent back a sizeable amount of money each month. But he'd never say no to extra money, especially in the amount he got. Even more so considering he needed the money as a capital for his plans as a hero.

He didn't want to work as a sidekick at another heroes agency. He didn't do well at taking orders, he planned on getting his own agency right off the bat after he graduated.

Besides, society as a whole seemed to idolize powerful quirk users and his quirk was practically destruction incarnate. When he showed off his quirk while training at the ocean, he began to get viewers in a landslide, especially when he ran into a certain pro hero there and got to spar with him a few times, on video. It helped that one of his sidekicks was a total babe, she brought in even more viewers on top of the excitement from his quirk and sparring with a pro.

Looking at his watch, he clicked his tongue when he realized it was already 7:05 and he hadn't even had breakfast yet. He'd need to just grab something on the way, he hated using his quirk on an empty stomach, the backlash made him quite nauseous when he hadn't eaten anything. His brother had already left a good ten minutes ago, he could hear him and his mother talking before he left.

"You're so cool Izuku!"

He had to force himself to keep the sneer from his lips. How was he cool when he avoided him and couldn't look him in the eye? Resentment bubbled in him but he forced it down. So what if he had to go to U.A to keep an eye on him, that was his duty as his brother wasn't it? He had to make sure he didn't over do it right? Make sure he didn't outright destroy his body with that sudden quirk appearance of his. Even if his relationship practically imploded in on itself when he broke the news to his now ex-girlfriend. They didn't exactly part on bad terms, but they still broke up. There was just no way they could have a relationship with him going to U.A and her going to Shiketsu, training to become heroes would take up a ton of their time regardless, going to different schools so far away from where they lived. U.A was closer and even then it was a good hour and a half drive from his house, an hour in the train. They'd have so little time with each other there really wasn't any point in continuing their relationship.

Kano heaved a deep sigh. It wasn't like he didn't understand his mother's worries. His brother had come home two months back and was so excited, telling them how his quirk had finally manifested. His mother had been horrified when Izuku told them how using it had broken his arm. She had never quite gotten over the terror of when he first unlocked his quirk and nearly died. She was terrified something like that would happen with Izuku who didn't have the kind of physical training Kano himself had to make his body capable of withstanding his own quirk. Especially when Izuku was applying to become a hero and would need to use his quirk constantly.

So yes, he understood why he had to go to U.A and keep an eye on him. It didn't mean he had to like it though.

...If Izuku had only been like him and actively trained himself to become a hero instead of dwelling in self pity about not having a quirk this wouldn't be a problem.

Making his way back over to the slide open mirror wardrobe, he opened it and grabbed a stylish white bomber jacket with a gray under layer and hood. It was a jacket that cost a pretty yen, but it it was warm, stylish and went with his favorite pair of boots that he wore wherever he went. A pair of reinforced white boots that reached midway to his knee, with three golden straps and golden trim at the base. They were made to handle bracing his feet against his quirk and surviving his use of it, not to mention they were stylish too.

His brother favored green as his color. But while Kano thought the combination of black and red was cool, he figured white and gold together would be a pretty heroic image and pretty much made it his trademark color after he received some advice from one of the people he learned martial arts under. He'd taken it to heart since the man was a pro himself and knew what he was talking about. A big part of being a pro hero was advertising yourself after all.

Zipping up his jacket, he slung his backpack over his shoulder and grabbed his wallet, plus the keys sitting on the table beside his beside and exited his room.

Thankfully his mother wasn't waiting for him in the hallway to wish him luck. For one, unlike his brother, he didn't need it. Secondly, he didn't really want to deal with the well wishes to get into a school he didn't even want to attend.

"I'm leaving mom!" He shouted as he opened the door, not bothering to wait for a reply before he shut it behind himself and left.

The brisk morning air felt good against his skin and helped calm him down a bit. He quickly made his way down the stairs of the apartment building and after exiting it he made his way to the car park and made a beeline for his precious mode of transportation.

His lips quirked up, he'd only had it for a few months now but it never failed to lift his mood so far when he rode it. A gleaming white two-seater Suzuki Hyabusa. The lights were a golden yellow and it had a golden trim design darting over the sides, along with the seats being gold colored as well. It had been quite a steep buy, especially since it was the newest on the market, but honestly it cost less than a a full three years of getting the train to U.A and back again each day and he got a good deal on it thanks to his sensei, so it was pretty much saving money in the long run as far as he was concerned.

Putting his keys in, he turned it on and opened the back seat storage compartment, grabbing one of the two golden safety helmets and sliding it on. Then he rev'd the engine and drove off.

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He pulled to a stop a good near thirty minutes later in front of a local store. According to his bikes GPS, he was a bit over half way there, so he figured now was as good a time as any to grab something to eat. He figured he'd just grab a few bottles of water and a couple bento, one to eat now and one for after his exam. He'd always been a bit of heavy eater after he unlocked his quirk. It took a bit of energy to use and when he training his body up he'd been recommended to eat quite a bit for a high calorie intake so he could bulk up and get a sturdier build.

Making his way in, he quickly made his way to where he could see the refrigerated goods up the back of the decently large store. He grabbed three bottles of water and decided to go with three bento just in case he was hungrier than expected after the exam then began making his way to the counter. He paused for a moment at a part of the store dedicated to body care. Shampoo, toothpaste and the works. His eyes lingering on the the stack of condom boxes. He was running low since he hadn't stocked up on them in months, but he shook his head. It didn't really matter now did it? He didn't have a girlfriend to use them with anymore.

Making his way to the counter, he ended up at the back of a line three people long. Just before him in the line was a girl around his age, small and quite petite with shoulder length brown hair styled into a short bob at the back. He idly let his eyes roam over her back but was disappointed that she wore a thick brown coat that came down to just below her waist and covered a good half of the black skirt she was wearing, hiding her figure from his eyes. Even her legs were covered with some tights and the white bag she carried obscured his view of them as well.

How unfortunate. Oh well.

While he waited, he pondered on just how much of his quirk he should use during the entrance exam. He couldn't really go all out with it, if he did anyone that was anywhere near him would probably get caught up in it and injured. His quirk wasn't one that could be controlled well, the most he could do was minimize the volume by focusing it around his fists and feet, and even then he had to keep it compressed tightly or he'd cause a lot of destruction.

It wasn't easy having a quirk like his. Oh the power was amazing, but unlike others he couldn't really just use it willy nilly. It was a pain in the ass, because just like every other quirk, it was a part of him and he got antsy when he spent too much time without using it.

"Ah, no way!" the girl in front of him, now at the counter whined, waving one of her arms in annoyance, "I can't believe I counted wrong." Hmm, her voice was bubbly sounding and kinda cute.

"Is there something wrong miss?" the cashier asked. In front of him on the counter was a collection of food, some mochi as well as vegetables, some meat and such.

"No no sorry for the hold up, I just hafta' put something back, no biggie," the girl rushed to explain. She obviously didn't have enough with her to buy all that she wanted and was quite embarrassed about it. "Mou.." she let out a little sigh of defeat.

Definitely a cute voice. And a Kansai accent on top of that. Double the cuteness.

Taking pity on her, Kano grabbed his wallet from his pocket and walked up to her side, "Here, why don't I spot you the difference?" he cut in. Helping people was a heroes duty, and in his opinion especially a girl as cute sounding as this.

She turned to look at him and he finally got a good luck at her face. Two long brown bangs framed a round, slightly chubby cheeked face. Lovely large brown eyes peered up at him over blush mark stained cheeks. She didn't have the kind of sexy coy and pouty looks his last girlfriend did, but she was definitely very cute, it went really well with her height since now that he was beside her he noticed she barely reached his chin if that.

She waved her free hand quite erratically, "No it's fine, I don't want to be a bother or anything."

He rolled his eyes slightly, "It's fine I've got more than enough money for myself," Kano replied, "How much are you short?"

She twiddled her hand in an embarrassed fashion before lowering her face in defeat, "Ah, err 1,200 yen,"

Opening his wallet he grabbed the specified amount and placed it on the counter. He then smiled at the girl and patted her on the head as made his way back behind her to his space in the line, "There, see? No need to worry."

She ducked her head in a remarkably similar way to his brother, face practically steaming from the casual contact. Ah he kind of over stepped his bounds there, being around his ex so long had made him much more casual when touching others. That girl had no problem invading personal space and it rubbed off on him it seemed.

The cashier quickly bagged her purchases once he put the money away and handed over the bag to the girl. She stepped out of the line and when I stepped up to the counter myself, she bowed straight at the waist, face still a flaming red, "T-thank you so much!" she stammered.

Kano waved her off, "It's fine," he replied casually with a smile, "I couldn't leave a cute girl like you hanging now could I?" Even while replying to her, he casually handed over the exact money for his own purchase and waved the man off when he offered him a bag, he'd just keep them in the storage compartment of his bike. He couldn't be bothered breaking a large note for a freaking one yen.

He stepped out of the line with his purchases and she fell in step with him as he walked towards the exit. She breathed deeply and the flush slowly faded from her face, curiously though the cute little blush marks on her cheeks remained. "Still you really helped me out a bunch, now I don't need to put anything back," she told him chirpily.

He had to stop himself from rolling his eyes. There was a limit to gratitude for something so minor, "Like I said, it's fine you don't need to keep thanking me," he said to her, "By the way, my name's Kano Midoriya just to get introductions out of the way." He supposed he could at least try to get her number out of it, it probably wouldn't lead anywhere, but he'd always got along better with girls than guys. Mostly because very few girls ever bullied his brother and he'd never needed to beat the crap out of any, unlike the legions of boys he had.

Bakushitty at the very top of that list. He'd lost count how many times he'd beat his volatile, exploding ass into the ground. Granted, that asshole was the closest thing he got to a real fight outside of his sensei and his buddy on the ocean. Kicking him around was definitely a good stress reliever

"Ah, I'm Ochaco Uraraka, nice to meet you!" she introduced herself as they passed the exit and reached the streets.

His bike was just a few feet from him parked right in front of the entrance and he quickly stepped over and slipped his keys in and opened the storage compartment, grabbing his helmet and slipping his purchases inside.

"Whoa, that's a nice bike," Ochaco commented stepping up beside him and looking it over, "How old are you if you've already got a license for one of these?" She realized what she asked a moment later and promptly slapped her hands over her mouth as if she'd committed some great sin by asking his age.

He snorted a bit in amusement, "I'm only 15," he replied.

Heroes and hero hopefuls got a lot of benefits in society, one of those being the ability to get driving licenses and such early if they proved responsible and skilled enough to use them properly. Hell, according to his sensei at hero schools most were taught how to pilot helicopters in their first year and got a license for piloting them if they passed the test.

Ochaco clapped her hands, excitement beaming on her face, "Oh does that mean you're going to a hero school?" she asked.

"Kind of," he said, smiling, "I'm heading over to U.A for the entrance exam after here."

"That's so cool!" the brown haired girl chirped happily, "So am I!"

Oh-ho! This cute girl could actually be one of his future classmates if she was good enough to pass. She must be taking the train there he assumed since she already seemed fully dressed in a school uniform if the tights and black skirt were anything to go by. "Well, I've got another helmet if you wanna hitch a ride with me?" he offered.

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So as it turns out this wasn't up here, must have been cuz it was from ages ago. So decided to pop it up here for easier access for you guys.