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A day and change of exploration, and Izuku felt utterly dissatisfied.
He sat in the mess hall, keeping to himself as he ate. Around him the pirates hustled and bustle, stuffing themselves with food and drinking to the gills. So far no one had even noticed him, let alone bothered to speak to...
Spytand Malice glared, as his fur-clad subordinates hurried about their duties.
"Keep it moving!" he barked. "Lord Kaido wants these stores stowed by nightfall!"
The pirates did as they were told. Malice watched them as they scurried along the wide corridors, lugging wooden boxes between them...
"Okay, first things first."
Izuku sat cross-legged on the mat, facing a kneeling Yamato.
"We're gonna need a pen and paper for me to make you a list of things to get." He cupped his chin. "Got anything to write with?"
"I do! Let me find something!"
Yamato got up and trotted over to her...
Yamato couldn't believe what she had just heard.
She sat there, stunned, trying to process it. Not just the words, but what everything in them, in Izuku's countenance, in his eyes, seemed to mean.
He wanted to help her. He wanted to help her escape, to fly with her away from this place.
He...
"And that..." Izuku took a deep breath, relaxing as he laid back against his pillows "…is how I got here."
He looked over, and Yamato had barely moved. Nor had she asked questions. Yet her eyes were fixed unwaveringly on him.
"So... you saved your world from that villain, All for One...someone...
Yes indeed. You can say that again.
https://x.com/shosho_oekaki/status/1710495736029393105?s=20
And yes that is the size difference. Want proof?
Ulti would be 5'8 and Yamato herself is 8'8. Izuku himself is 166 cm(or 5'5). Uta is 169 cm(or 5'6). Luffy is 172 cm(or 5'7) when he sets...
Something smelt good.
Izuku looked up expectantly as Yamato stepped through the door, sliding it shut behind her with one foot. This time she was carrying two large, covered bowls, and a fresh water skin under her arm. There was a bright smile on her face, as there always was.
"Something a...
Onigashima's docks were a scene of barely-organised chaos.
Ships were coming in, making their way along the tall, rocky tunnel that served as the stone skull's throat. Those at the docks were being unloaded, mighty derricks lugging heavy crates from the ship's decks. Countless pirates were...
It was in the middle of the night when she heard it.
The sound of a rumbling stomach. Her own that is.
Yamato stirred, getting up from her bed and rubbing her eyes.
"Hungry..." she murmured as she rolled out of bed, and pulled her robes. She reached over for the candle, and the box of matches...
Yamato couldn't be happier.
The boy, Midoriya Izuku if that card was to be believed, was awake. He was breathing slowly but regularly, mostly through his nose thanks to the bandage, and watching her through wide, curious eyes.
He seemed at ease, which was very good. She had half-expected him...
Where was he?
He didn't know where he was, or how he had come to be there. He had been…floating. Floating, as if in water. Floating, and gently swaying, the sound of waves in his ears.
"Hold on, little one. Almost there."
He was flying. The wind was cold on his cheeks. Someone was…someone was...
"Tch... that smarts..."
Yamato groaned as she sat in her room, rubbing salves and ointments into her many, many bruises. She had gone at her father again, to defeat him as Kozuki Oden would have. But as before, as so many times before, she had failed. She had ended up faced-down in the dirt...