One Final Hug

Kuro POV

Pathetic, was the word that came to my mind, as my brothers allies tried to stop me.

They all died in their own way, sometimes broken, sometimes not, but they all eventually died.

They were, I will admit, loyal. Even with their eventual death hanging over them they told me nothing about where my brother might be hiding.

One of them let a little fun fact slip, that my brother was apperently happily married, something that they stated I would never be.

It didn't quite sting, but it did make me feel something. Something that was growing rarer and rarer these days.

All I needed to do was tell one of his little allies that I was going to hunt my brother's "little darling" down, not that I even knew where or who she was, and let the cockroach scurry back to my brother with that information.

Yoshito, no, One For All will not be running for much longer.

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Yoshito POV

All For One was after me. I don't know how I knew it, but I did.

Some part of me hoped, while shivering in a cabin up on this mountain, during a storm, that I would be spared. That I would be spared unlike my friends had been. That the monster would not leave a child without a father.

But that would be something Kuro would do. It was not Kuro that was coming after me. It was All For One.

All For One that had started to spread like a plauge, with more and more bowing down to him, letting him bolster his forces with deranged madmen thinking he was their god. Their messiah.

As if he was chosen.

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Kuro POV

I remembered the last time it snowed like this. Yoshito and I carried back into our house by mother. Back when we were a family, back before Yoshito ran away to play hero in a spandex.

Yoshito would surely blame me for us falling apart, claiming that I was a villain or something along those lines.

I don't think he ever understood that the world isn't a comic book.

Really, he inspired me to do what I have done with his silly quotes from hero movies. Pretending to be some hero (spiderboy, I think it was) and talking about great power and responsibilty.

I was chosen to bring order to this chaotic world, and One For All was fated to stop that.

I will not allow that.

The storm kept raging around me, even as the cabin crept into sight.

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Yoshito POV

The door opened slowly, and m- All For One came into sight. He still wore the same suit as he wore so often these days, seemingly unbothered by the cold -wonder who he ruined for that- and smiled as if he had won.

I would not be the last to stand against him, but I suppose it will take some time before he understands that.

I was ripped out of my thinking by a hissing sound, and watched as smoke emenated from my brother, another life ruined, as he closed the door.

"Hello, One For All." His voice was nothing like I remembered, smug and cold compared to his previous warm and caring tones.

"All For One." My own reply came out in a wheezing voice, barely above a whisper, and for a second I wondered how much of a toll the running had taken on my body, before I realized that it won't matter after today.

Still, even speaking so little made pain flare up in my throat, and for a second I thought I saw something resebling care in the eyes staring down at me, before that vanished.

I suppose I didn't cut a heroic figure, sitting wheezing on the floor, leaning against a wall.

"Why?" The voice of a monster asked, but what was he asking?

"Why what?"

"Why did it have to be you?" My reply, as confused as it would have been, was cut short when I felt a large hand surround my throat and start to squeeze down.

"Why were you One For All? Why couldn't you just have listened to me?!"

He was crying. Why was he crying?

"I am so sorry, but I have been chosen! I am the one that will bring order to this world and bring it out from this madness! And I will not be stopped by a quirk I made!!"

There it was. Something familiar, All For One's madness, and I clung to it.

"There will be no torch. There will be no inheritance. THERE WILL BE NOTHING BUT ALL FOR ONE!"

He knew.

I pushed One For All into my body one last time and spoke, slurred, yes, but I spoke.

"Uo won."

"For what it is worth, brother, I am sorry." And that was the last I heard before the pressure on my throat increased and I heard no more. But there was none of All For One's usual madness, just resigned sadness. There was no monster speaking, just a man with no options left.

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Kuro POV

I stayed next to a cooling body for a long time. I stayed there until the howling winds stopped.

Until the falling snow ceased.

It bit into me and tore me apart. Even with all the snow around the cabin evaporated, even with wind being forced to halt, even when the cabin became little more then an oversized fireplace, it bit into me.

Even now, the sun glared at me accusingly, and the snow mirrored it.

You took him away, they said, away from this world.

And I did. But, I had to.

I was chosen. All For One was chosen.

But there was still a small part of the, one that I ignored, that asked who had chosen me? I ignored that part of me that asked me what his last words were.

I won, or you won?

I ignored it because I had no answers. There was no answer that could be found by howling into the air, or burning the forest down. Or the village.

I still looked, because Yoshito could not have died for nothing. I still looked, because I had to know what he said.