Warning: Before reading, please be advised that this story contains suspense (with a combination of drama and romance). The story isn't canon and the characters are quirkless (hence being a modern AU - Izuku will be portrayed as a sixteen-year-old whereas Shouto and Momo are in their early twenties.). Please be also advised that the story will be graphic in nature (language, sexual situations, rape, age play, and violence) so there is definitely strong discretion. The author doesn't support and/or encourage the events portrayed in this fictitious story. If you are able to deviate fantasy from reality, then continue to read.

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Shouto was coughing loudly when a gust of smoke entered his mouth. He turned to the source of the smoke. He glared at his bandmate as he was smoking his joint. The bandmate raised his eyebrow but shrugged and continued smoking. Shouto shook his head and resumed writing.

Shouto Todoroki is a guitarist and lyricist for the six-piece band, Something Stinks. He has been part of the ensemble since its inception when he was in high school. At first, it was a hobby, something to pass the time. He was attending college at UA and working at the thermodynamics lab.

It was after they performed at the House of Blues when they were gaining notice from representatives of indie labels. Most of which were able to take them on after hearing a demo. So, all of his concentration has been spent on making the demo with his band. However, it seemed that Shouto was the only one that was taking it seriously.

He took a sip of beer and tapped his pen to think about what he should write. His thoughts were on old material, but he wanted something to gander their attention. He didn't want anything to sound like he was covering for Nirvana, Hole, Janitor Joe, Dead Kennedys, Sublime, and the like. Admittedly, he couldn't quite describe their own style. He concluded it as a combination of grunge, ska, and small elements of alternative rock and hip hop.

He tapped the pen loudly, trying to give his other bandmates attention on when they were going to do their part. They were acting as if they have already been signed to a label, Shouto thought to himself. He watched them take turns with the joint while laughing and looking at television. As much he wanted to protest, he couldn't. Those members were an important part of the team. They were talented but lazy. He didn't have much connection with other players, or at least he couldn't afford to hire other members. With the lack of concentration and watching his source of distraction, he decided to put the song on hold. He sighed loudly with defeat.

"You need to take it easy."

Shouto turned and smiled to the familiar person who said that to him. He watched his girlfriend, Momo Yaoyorozu, approaching him with a cigarette. She returned his smile before kissing him on his cheek.

"Ow," she cried. "You need to work on shaving that stubble."

"I thought you like my stubble," he retorted.

"Yeah," she said. "Like in November or whenever that no-shave holiday began."

He giggled as he wrapped around his somewhat tomboyish girlfriend. He kissed her on the neck before pulling her on his lap. He grabbed her hips before resuming kissing on her neck. She sighed loudly before taking a gasp. "Easy, easy," she said. "You know I am sensitive around there. I bruise easily."

He stopped. "Sorry, babe. Sometimes seeing your pretty neck gives me such lecherous thoughts."

"Have you been reading your brother's dictionary again," she asked him while turning around and gave him another kiss.

"I took a gander or two," he said admittedly. "At least, the dictionary has more lines written than I have."

"Don't beat yourself up," said Momo while lighting a cigarette. She took a few puffs before blowing it into the air. "Even the greatest of lyricist hit a roadblock in their lifetime."

"That's the thing. I am not famous," he replied. "Not yet at least."

"Give it time," she said while putting her hands on his waist. "How soon do you have to turn in your demo?"

"A few days," said Shouto. "One of the labels want an advance on at least a song in a couple of days." He looked at the other bandmates. "It would help if my mates wouldn't spend so much time smoking a spliff, we can get real progress done. You guys act like we have made it big time."

A few of them laughed while they continued smoking. Shouto shook his head in disappointment before returning to his girlfriend. "See what I mean? Can't wait to make a start so I can blow them away. They are holding me back."

Momo rubbed her hand on his hair. "Chill, babe. You are way too stressed. You need to take your time and relax. All things will be done in time. Just not tonight."

Shouto smiled. "You're right." He took another sip of his beer before setting his eyes on Momo. "You feel like fooling around?"

She giggled. "I wish we could, but we have to pick up Izuku, don't we?"

Shouto put his palm against his forehead. "God, you're right. I do remember we have to pick him up."

"I bet it sucks sometimes that you guys don't live together?"

"Yeah, but he loves his big bro. And I don't get to see him as much."

"Where did he say to pick him up?"

"Earlier in the day, he told me that he was going to the arcade. Knowing for him, he is going to be there quite a while."

"Give him a call."

"I will as soon as we get to the car." Shouto grabbed the keys but stumbled a bit. He remembered that he had a couple of bottles of beer. He looked at Momo. "Could you drive for me, please?"

Momo and Shouto were driving to the arcade where they were going to pick up Izuku. Izuku doesn't live with his brother. Their parents split when they were children. Shouto went to live his father. Izuku went to live his mother.

Izuku was adopted into the Todoroki family after losing his parents to a terrible car crash when he was eight years old. His family and Shouto's family were close. They were neighbors at the same apartment complex at the time. It was during the funeral that Enji and Rei decided to become surrogate parents to the bereaved child. It wasn't that long ago when the Todoroki's lost their children Toya and Natsuo. A seizure took the former and suicide took the latter.

Both Shouto and Izuku were reflective of their parents. Their father was stern, serious, and absolute. Their mother was gentle, sweet, and caring. Often, Izuku wanted to spend time with his brother. So on weekends, he went to spend time with Shouto. Shouto is very caring of Izuku but often wished that Izuku wasn't as clingy. However, he knew that it was their mother in him.

Shouto reached into his cell phone to call Izuku. However, it went straight to voicemail.

"No answer," questioned Momo as she was switching lanes.

"No," he said. "Maybe it is too loud at the arcade. We will see if he is there."

As they continued driving, Shouto picked up the phone again. Again, it went straight to voicemail. This time, he responded. "Hey, bro. This is Shouto. I am trying to reach you, but don't know where you are at. Please pick up! Peace!"

He put the phone back in his pocket. He pulled a cigarette. He placed it in his mouth but left his matches at practice. "Damn," he said aloud. He asked Momo. "Do you have a light?"

"No, baby," she said. "And the one on the console doesn't work either."

"Damn," he said. "No matter. Hopefully, Izuku has one I can use. Or at least somebody at the arcade does."

"Our little Icchan's smoking? I doubt that."

"He wants to be like his big bro. But I pray to God that he doesn't pick up on my bad points." He laughed as he pulled out his phone to reach Izuku. "I am not Brother of the Year."

"At least he has a brother to care," said Momo. "I don't know that feeling. I grew up as an only child. And as a loner."

Shouto kissed Momo on the neck. She shivered by the contact. "Not a loner anymore. Not anymore."

It wasn't long before they pulled into the parking lot of the arcade. Momo pulled into a parking space before turning the car engine off. "Do you want me to get Izuku since you are not in the condition of being in the public?"

"Would you please," asked Shouto as he adjusted his seat to lean back. "And thank you."

Momo kissed him on the lips before getting out of the car. Shouto watched as the tomboy went to the arcade. He was admiring on how beautiful she was. Seeing her figure and her personality reminded him of how unchanged she was. She was the very same person when they met during freshman orientation in high school. Whereas Shouto had his parents, Momo came from nothing. Born as it were on the wrong side of the tracks. Momo was self-made. She doesn't like talking about her past. However, he was one of the few people who know about her background.

It was at a party during the spring semester of their freshman year when they have connected. It may have started as a one-night stand, and were sixteen at the time, but they have many nights and many dates before they became an item.

Shouto smiled as he thought about his girlfriend until he saw her Momo returning to the car alone.

"Izuku wasn't there," she said.

"What," replied Shouto.

"Izuku wasn't there. According to some of his friends, he left about an hour ago."

"An hour ago," questioned Shouto as his tone of voice displayed worriedness. "That isn't like him. Did any of them say where he was going?"

"One of them mentioned that he was headed to your house," she said.

"My house," he questioned. "That is a far walk. Thirty minutes."

"Do you think we need to call your dad or your mom," questioned Momo. She as well was displaying worry in her eyes.

"Not yet. Especially not my mom," he said. "She will freak if someone had their hands on her boy."

"Alright, alright," she said. "What should we do?"

He put his finger to his lip. "Let's head to my house. It has been an hour, so he should be at my doorstep."

"If that were the case, then why doesn't he call?"

"I don't know. Maybe his phone is out of juice. Either way, let's go."

Momo put the car into drive as they exited the parking lot of the arcade. Shouto looked at his surroundings to see if Izuku was around. He continued watching as they were making their way back to his house.

As they continued to his house, his cell phone was ringing. However, it wasn't from Izuku. It was from an unknown number. He answered the phone.

"Hello," answered Shouto.

"Yes, I am looking for a Shouto Todoroki," said the deep-voiced gentleman

"Speaking," answered Shouto.

"Hello, this is Officer Aizawa from the Musutafu Police Department. I am calling from Musutafu General."

Shouto gripped the phone tightly. "And what reason do you have for me this evening?"

"You see, you see," said the officer before taking a breath. "There has been an incident this evening and I would like for you to come down to the hospital."

"For who? Mom? Dad? Fuyumi? Izuku?" Shouto's lips began quivering when hearing this.

"It will be best if we explain when we get there."

"Is it about Mom? Dad? Fuyumi? Or Izuku?" He asked again as he was becoming frantic.

"It is about your brother, Izuku."

Shouto dropped the phone. His hands started rattling. He was becoming pale. He was in disbelief that he was hearing something like that. "Go to the hospital," he panicked to Momo "Go, push it. Now!"

Momo gripped the steering wheel as she was making her way to the hospital. The entire time his only thought was his brother and his brother alone.

To be continued...