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"....For Now...."

Summary: All for One - busy trying to form his perfect vessel - created his clone with the sole purpose of 'taking care' of the last of the Shimura lineage. Apparently, he should have chosen his words more carefully.

TW: All for One being himself and mentions of childbirth (but it's all offscreen).

Based on this nifty theory from marunalu (warning for those that haven't read the most recent leaked chapter. Not the clone part, that, as far as I'm aware, isn't a plot point at the moment....yet): https://www.tumblr.com/marunalu/746843305233530880/it-also-could-work-if-hisashi-is-the-afo-clone

Implied spoilers from 419! Nothing is explicitly said, but they're there.

From the moment of Hisashi’s creation (not conception. Conception is a word for other people. People not like him. People like him are made in labs with quirks and are forced to be an exact copy of someone better) he was given a single task.

His better, the originator of his DNA code, All for One, handed him a file.

Hisashi gripped the manilla folder. The movement still felt weird, new, he supposes in retrospect. Being confined to a lab, mostly in a tube or laid on a table, will do that to a person.

“Inko Shimura,” All for One said, tone even, almost smug. “I need you to take care of her.”

Hisashi looked up at him. His mind - which had only seen the inside of a mad scientist’s laboratory - latched onto this seemingly easy task. The doctor - Garaki, if he recalled correctly - made him do endless amounts of lessons in language.

All for One smiled at him, and he smiled back.

“Understand?” His better asked, hovering over Hisashi who continued to hold onto the file.

He did. “Perfectly.”

-x-x-x-

Creating a clone had been the doctor’s plan. He, the doctor, had one. And with his idol worship of All for One, it was the logical next step.

All for One, though, hadn’t seen the use in having one. Outside of distracting heroes, the idea of having another one of him (literally) running around made All for One feel uneasy. He didn’t need another one of him. There only needed to be one him (just like there had only been one Yoichi).

But the doctor was persistent, and with All Might growing closer and closer, he finally gave in.

He gave up a vial of blood, and the doctor worked his magic. From nothing came something. And from that something, All for One eventually gained an extra set of hands. Which was especially helpful, given what needed to be done with the Shimura lineage. Or what remained of them anyway.

All for One already had Nana’s son, Kotaro, and his family cornered. But it’s hard to keep an eye on and meddle in the affairs of her daughter - the one she tried so laughably hard to keep from him. Even abandoning her with no name in some hospital in the middle of nowhere.

Inko Akatani was a nobody. Doomed to a lifetime of being ordinary and loveless. If All for One wasn’t so committed to being the most evil, he might feel a bit bad for her. The young woman had certainly never done anything to him, having not even been born when her biological father died.

But he had a plan in mind. And his plans were absolute, at least when it comes to this. The slightest divergence could result in the whole outcome raining down on him like a house of cards.

So, it should have been reasonable that he handed Inko Akatani’s file over to his clone.

His clone that held the exact same memories as him, without the feelings attached to them, stared up at him. “Understand?” He asked. The poor foolish thing nodded, smiling.

“Perfectly.”

And All for One didn’t think about Inko Akatani again ... until he did.

-x-x-x-

It’s a hot day in the middle of July.

The Shimura family has whittled down to one. Well, it was supposed to be one.

He stands outside the hospital room. All for One would rather not blow his cover on something as silly as an inferior not following orders. A group of nurses pass him. They don’t spare him a single glance, likely already having been briefed by Garaki.

All for One thinks about calling the buffoon again, but the last ten have all gone to voicemail. He has much better things to do instead of standing here. The only thing keeping All for One from bursting in is the uncertainty of the situation.

He knows this is the labor and delivery floor.

He knows that his clone is on the other side of the door with that Shimura woman.

And he knows that she’s giving birth.

Everything else is left up in the air.

In hindsight, maybe leaving his clone to his own devices was a bad idea.

There’s another scream. Loud and obnoxious, just as the last several have been. But there’s something different about them this time. Louder perhaps, or more concentrated instead of spread out.

And then, it’s completely silent.

Almost eerily so.

The lights overhead buzz, flickering. And a phone rings somewhere near the nurse’s station down the hall.

All for One starts to pull his cellphone out. Maybe now he can call-

A cry pierces the quiet. It’s shrill and high-pitch, like babies' cries tend to be.

He stiffens. The noise is familiar - he’s heard infants cry aplenty - but something about it makes him a bit weak. And what scares him more is the fact that he can’t decipher in which way.

All for One pushes past his moment of weakness to knock on the door loudly.

A nurse answers the door, a scowl on her face. The moment she sees All for One her eyes widened. She wordlessly motions him inside.

The room is filled with the sounds of a brand-new infant’s screams. Nurses huddle around the baby, blocking All for One’s view. He ignores it for now, turning to his real target.

“Congrats, Akatani-san,” he says, walking over to the hospital bed. They look at him. Akatani-san’s hair is plastered to her forehead, and she’s a bit pale. She looks up at his clone.

“Hisashi,” she murmurs. “Who is this?”

His clone looks between him and the last remaining Shimura pest (well, outside of Tenko, and now, the baby). He can almost hear him thinking from here, which is a shame because if he put a single thought into any of this in the first place, then none of this would be occurring.

“A friend from work,” his clone says, pressing a kiss to Akatani-san’s temple in assurance. “I’ll be right back, okay?”

“O-okay.”

He follows All for One back into the hallway.

The minute the door is shut, All for One’s jabbing his finger into his clone’s chest. “You,” he spits, “had one job.”

“I know,” he says. “But I-”

“But nothing. I gave you a task. Not ten, not three, not two. One. The only reason you exist is to make my life easier, and how do you repay me?”

His clone narrows his eyes. “You told me to ‘take care’ of Inko Akatani, did you not?”

All for One blinks, confused. “Yes, and?”

“And I did.” His clone speaks as if it should be obvious. “I thought it would be hard and that I would have to fake it, but I was surprised how easy it was once I got to know her.” He clasps his hands together, swooning. “Inko is something special. Really she is.”

All for One tilts his head to the side. “What?”

“The hardest part was trying to befriend her without suspicion. But after that, we hit it off.” His clone furrows his eyebrows, looking at the ground. His next words are mumbled. “Maybe a little too well.”

Again, All for One can only reply with, “what?”

“Admittedly, it was a series of foolish decisions, but Inko got pregnant after only a few months of us dating. Which was quite a shock to the system, but I think we’re handling it pretty well.”

All for One finally processes what his clone is saying to him. “You….you had a child?” He can’t even summon the energy to be upset - the anger will come later, he’s sure of it. Right now he’s in shock.

There’s a faint pink hue to his clone’s cheeks, as if he’s embarrassed. “Like I said, I know it was foolish on our behalf. But the baby and Inko are healthy and that’s all that matters.” His eyes sparkle with fatherly pride.

The weak feeling returns, and All for One has to lean against a nearby wall. His clone gasps, laying a hand on his shoulder.

“I want to hold it,” he says once the feeling has passed. “And that isn’t a request. Let me hold it, or there will be consequences far beyond your comprehension.”

“Don’t hurt my baby,” his clone pleads, sensing his anger. “I did everything right. I took care of her.”

“You fool,” All for One snaps. “When I said ‘take care of her’ I meant kill her. Not wine and dine and have a baby with her.”

“I don’t care. I won’t let you hurt them,” he says, without missing a beat. His voice is dripping with determination All for One’s only heard from dying One for All users. It brings his slowly brewing anger to the surface.

“Now!” He hits the wall, denting it.

His clone remains steadfast. “Promise you won’t hurt them.”

All for One grits his teeth. The weak feeling returns with a vengeance, but he’ll be damned if he shows that side of himself again. “Fine. Now, let me hold the baby.”

-x-x-x-

His clone passes him the baby. The tiny pathetic thing that shouldn’t exist. An abomination. The metaphorical wrench in his plans.

All for One’s held lots of babies. Little Tenko being the most recent. But it always surprises him how small they are. And this one somehow feels even smaller.

The white hair on its tiny head almost has a wave to it, and if it’s anything like his, he knows it will one day become untameable curls. His little hands are curled into tiny fists, and when All for One unballs one of them for a closer look, his heart drops into his stomach.

Because there, in the center of this little abomination’s palm, is a bottomless hole. Just like….

He swallows, putting the thought out of his mind.

It coos, tiny body curling closer to All for One’s chest. Its tiny head lays right over his heart, as if listening for his heartbeat.

He stares down at the tiny pathetic thing, and it chooses right then, as he stares at it, to open its eyes.

Green. They’re green. The exact same shade as Yoichi’s!

All for One continues to stare. And in the little being’s eyes he sees everything that could have been. All the suffering and needless chasing of someone that never truly wanted to be his. He sees a life that could have been his, if only he gave up on One for All.

He sees the innocence in those eyes. An innocence that he was never afforded, but instead of his usual thought of wanting to snuff it out. All he can think of is wanting to protect it for as long as humanly possible.

This tiny, pathetic being, an abomination, the wrench in his plans, is suddenly the most important person in the world to All for One. To him, this child is beyond perfection. Perfectly imperfect.

His brother used to say his power, All for One, could have been the kindest in the world. The fool had a heart of gold and a head full of air, but maybe Yoichi had been right about this one thing. Maybe with the right guidance and morals, the little one could show the world how not evil All for One as a quirk is.

And then, he remembers that the HPSC exists and all thoughts of heroics are thrown out the window. It’s through that thought that he remembers who he is. Evil through and through.

(Then why does his heart feel so heavy all of a sudden?)

Still, the little one’s green eyes blink up at him. A lazy, barely-there smile on its face. He makes a decision right then, placing a palm on the infant’s downy head.

“No!” His clone shouts, arms outstretched as he runs straight at All for One. “Don’t!”

He sidesteps the man easily, removing his hand from the infant’s forehead. His clone rips the baby from his arms, backing away.

The clone roves the baby over for any outward injuries.

“What did you do?” He hisses, eyes wild and wide. He holds the baby protectively to his chest. It doesn’t react, seemingly exhausted from having his quirk factor blocked.

“I gave him a chance at a normal life.”

“That….that doesn’t answer my question.”

All for One sighs. “I used a combination of…..” he trails off. For once, the allure of monologuing about quirks doesn’t excite him. “It doesn’t matter.”

His clone glares at him. “It does matter. What the hell did you do to my son!?”

Oh, so it’s a boy. Another thing the baby shares with Yoichi.

“I gave him a chance.” I made him good. I made him, in society’s eyes, better. “The effects won’t be evident for about a year, but after that it will be like he never had All for One.”

“You- you took his quirk!?” The man looks two seconds from pummeling All for One to the ground. His arms seem to shield the tiny bundle from view. A father’s protective rage driven almost to the brink.

Even with a weak appearance-altering quirk to help his clone blend in (making him shorter and giving him softer facial features), All for One feels somewhat threatened. Of course, clone of him or not, the pathetic copy of himself won’t stand a chance. All the so-called powerful quirks were withheld just in case.

“No,” All for One drawls, annoyed. “I blocked it. Oh, don’t look at me like that. You know society won’t accept him.”

“Because of you.”

He smirks, relishing in the way his clone squirms. “I’ll let you think that.”

The baby cries, and All for One has to fight the urge to reach out for him. His clone shushes the infant, bouncing him. “Shh, it’s okay, Izuku.”

Izuku , he thinks to himself. What a perfect name for such a perfect being.

The weak feeling returns. He watches the scene with a sense of longing. His fingers twitch at his sides. “I can hold him-”

“No,” his clone snaps at once.

All for One stands down, though he quickly grows impatient. He has much better things to do, especially if his clone can’t even calm a crying baby (Izuku. His name is Izuku. I will remember that name from now until the end of time. My child. My baby. My Izuku).

“Well, I should be going,” All for One says, turning on his heels. He stuffs his hands in his pockets to prevent himself from trying to steal the baby away.

“Wait, that’s it?” His clone asks, dumbfounded.

All for One pauses, his back to the inferior version of himself. “For now.”

He doesn’t stop walking until he gets outside. All thoughts of murdering his clone for his betrayal put aside for happier ones of his (by proxy) son’s cute little face.

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