". . . who are you?" Sakura breathed, apparently proud of herself.

Did she really just forget who he was. We met just today! She was so close to him he could practically count all the freckles on her cheeks. She smelled nice, like . . . the beach.

Her eyes must be still new to the dark Todoroki thought, she can't see me

"Um, its Todoroki . . . Shoto, your Sensei's son."

Sakura's expression turned into mortified when she realized who she had beneath her. She was so embarrassed her knee slipped in the process of her getting up, resulting in a few seconds of Todoroki's and Sakura's eyelashes to touch. She hastily got up and apologized in a small voice. She was blushing so hard, even in the dark Todoroki could make out her crimson cheeks. He almost felt the heat.

Is it her quirk doing this?

"I am sorry, I didn't realize it was you. I thought you were an intruder." Sakura murmured, her eyes fixed on her knees and her hand rubbing the back of her neck.

"Its fine, don't worry about it um, Ayu." Todoroki found her embarrassment slightly adorable.

Sakura looked up. "Just call me Sakura, I am not used to people calling me by my last name." she said.

"Fine. Sakura."

"What are you doing here in the middle of the night anyways?"

"Um, I was a bit thirsty so I was trying to find the kitchens to get myself a glass of water."

"Ah the kitchens! I'll tell where it is!"

Why is she excited?

Sakura's eyes had by now adjusted to the dark. She escorted Todoroki to the kitchens and switched on the light.

"Yup, none will hear us form here. Everyone's bedrooms are far away."

She took out the jug of water from the fridge and pored some out in a glass. Then she handed it over to Todoroki.

Todoroki looked at her. During their first encounter, when she had challenged Endeavour, her eyes had flames behind them. She looked like she was ready – no, happy to take down fifty monsters. She looked the same when she had caught Todoroki out her bedroom door. But now, she looked as though she was just introduced to the world.

Were her cheeks always that rosy?

Her big brown eyes, her freckled cheeks, her bright red hair that she always pulled up in a pony curled down at every strand, somewhat reminding Todoroki of flames. He took in all her features. Why was he taking in all her features?

"How did you end up living here?" Todoroki decided to ask all the questions soaring through his mind. She didn't look any harm.

Sakura turned to him with a smile. "Nobi, Yukino, Tadashi, Shinzo, and I were in the government orphanage. When we had gotten our quirks, Sensei had brought us all here and started training us."

"When did you all move here?"

"Around the age of 5."

Todoroki touches his scar.

Probably after the time I got my burn, he thought. The old man must've given up on me when I rejected his flames, so he trained them to make them a Pro Group of heroes. Even still, he treats them so differently then he treated me.

"Hey, Todoroki."

"Huh?'

"You zoned out for a bit there."

"Oh, sorry."

Sakura and Todoroki wished each other goodnight and walked back to their respective bedrooms.

On the way, Todoroki had slowly begun to understand their relationship.

He never intended for them to be on top, they are second placed. I am his masterpiece, therefore I am his tool, not them.

Authors Notes

Sorry for the small chapters. Just making sure - this all happens after season 3, where Todoroki is more sociable, so don't be surprised that he doesn't reject everything and anything around him. Leave a review . . . please.