"Greetings top heroes," stated Tanema, a police of some rank that Yamcha did not know, while Yamcha himself was sweating from the pressure of being in the presence of some of the top heroes in Japan...and near the dominant woman Midnight. "And, of course, the up and comer over here," he stated gesturing to the scarred hero in training "Just to be clear, this is meant to be confidential information, so don't go blabbing about this to friends and fiances, got it!" the man added as if trying to make Yamcha shit his pants from stress and fear. (What the hell was it with everyone around him being really serious? First Aizawa and now him?).

"Either way I am grateful that you all found time in your busy schedules to attend the gathering here today." As he continued to speak, Yamcha did some breathing exercises to calm down and observe who was in the room with him, aside from Aizawa and … her, there was All Might, who before the meeting occurred stated that had it not been for the sensu, he would probably have had to make an excuse as to why he wasn't there, and also that the final sensu had successfully been received by his contact in America already so there was no need to worry.

After All Might there was this really plain guy, and by plain, I mean really really plain, apparently he was called "Manual" because he wanted to be a manual for other heroes "if that was the case, you would think he would have more of a presence, so as to get people to notice his way of heroing" Yamcha idly thought, having regained some of his composure. This wasn't so bad, it was just like when he was so scared when he first met Bulma… he decided to push that away into the furthest corner of his mind. He would have time to either grieve or figure this out later.

The next hero he saw was the dude with really good combed hair from yesterday, except now he was wearing shades and a nice looking suit (Yamcha was basically in trousers and a shirt, but made sure to wash and singe off his stubble with ki and washed his hair so as to seem presentable, even though his mentor hadn't even tried, especially when he was the one who had told him to appear presentable!), the man seemed to be kind if a bit eccentric, kind of like a nice version of General Blue from what Krillin had told him.

He seemed to recognise Yamcha when they were coming in and gave him a thumbs up before sitting down, in reference to what Yamcha had done yesterday with him after taking down one of the civilians on Trigger that had come from those weird bees that held no ki.

Next he could see some dude with like a gas mask or something with a cowboy hat on. He looked intimidating even when relaxed, but aside from that, Yamcha couldn't really glean that much from him, same with the person in the weird spacesuit; the only other two of note were this big buff dude with a yellow and black headband...thing, and this big imposing man who seemed to be completely full of himself at all times of the day.

"Mr Yamcha" The police officer stated calmly "I would very much like it if you paid attention instead of doing whatever it was that you were doing, especially considering the next piece of information relates to the evidence you found yesterday about one of the possible dealers of Trigger."

"Sorry sir, w-won't happen again, ah...heh heh."

"Anyway, from the evidence gathered by the apprentice hero, we were able to get an idea of the Quirk that one of the Trigger dealers has, this bee..." the man said pulling up a dead bee with a syringe for its bottom contained within a sealed plastic evidence bag "...was one of many that likely caused the mass villain outbreak just yesterday, although considering Trigger leaves its users without higher brain functions it would be more apt for us to call them victims too."

At this statement All Might's eyes went wide with panic "Y-YOU MEAN I SERIOUSLY INJURED A CIVILIAN? I am going to need to make sure I pay the man a visit within the hospital ASAP, hopefully I can make it up too him somehow!" All Might seemed dejected, possibly seeing this as a stain on his career because he had unknowingly caused a civilian he was meant to protect undue harm.

"Now now, don't worry. The man is perfectly fine. It is just that from now on, if a villain is acting too erratically, we need heroes like you all to make sure that you take them out with the minimal amount of force required. Midnight, you may be needed a bit more often, considering your Quirk´s calming abilities, so do be aware that you may not get as much free time."

"Anyway, back to the matter at hand; the Quirk we are dealing with seems to be one that can mass produce these drug dispensing bees. Should any of you find one of these or find a Quirk similar to this, we will need you to report it immediately, especially as this Quirk isn't on our records; its user is an experienced criminal for this to occur and must not be treated lightly."

"Very well then, we track down this "beekeeper" and get them thrown in jail so that they can lead us to the rest of the dealers, and when it comes to the Trigger induced villains from yesterday, from now on we will divide up the wounded to our respective agencies and carry out the necessary procedures and reparations. You can deal with the press on this issue, end of discussion" the big man who Yamcha labelled as a complete asshole earlier stated without hesitation and filled with force.

When the police officer tried to rebut his claims of attack first ask questions later, the man grew angry and started to catch fire slightly, this must have been have flame-headed man that Yamcha had seen yesterday and he probably was already pissed at him for "fight stealing" yesterday.

"THOSE WHO UTILIZE THEIR QUIRKS OUTSIDE OF WHAT IS PERMITTED UNDER THE LAW SHALL BE PERCEIVED AS VILLAINS, AND DEALT WITH AS SEEN FIT." the man shouted clearly irritated about being questioned oh their judgement "THIS IRON RULE HAS NOT, AND WILL NOT, CHANGE." The man finished.

This man irritated Yamcha to no end, he was just another bully in his eyes, one to be treated with contempt; the man even scared a couple of his fellow heroes like Manual.

"Gee, who wedged that stick up your ass? I mean, wow! There's hardline and then there's you! Also, if that was the case, then shouldn't you at least be paying a fine for using yours just now? I mean what practical use has Fire got in this situation, hothead?"

Finally, a chance to lash out at something! Yamcha had been upset at his situation from day one, then he had found out out some kid was bullied and he could do almost nothing except train him, he had screwed up and given ki to some rando, and then this asshole shows up and was supposed to be some top hero?

Yamcha felt good to be cocky, at least this one time, it wasn't like getting along with this guy was necessary and he deserved getting knocked down a peg or two. To make another comparison to Tien, this fireman was basically him before he gave up being an assassin in training, cold and heartless, ruthlessly efficient to the detriment of others and it just pissed him off too no end.

"Now now, Mr. Yamcha, we wouldn't want to have a fight on our hands would we? Especially not against the number two hero," All Might interjected, hoping to ease the tensions in the room, clearly not noticing how it made the Number 2 hero even more annoyed. "Stay outta this, All Might, this little shit should know his place, as a trainee especially, when compared to me. You don't get to talk to me like that."

Yamcha was getting furious now "Well in for a zeni, in for a round" Yamcha thought and stood up to confront the number two hero "Well maybe I should, you seem to be nothing more than another bully. If you weren't a hero I bet you would be a Villain yourself, picking on the weak to make yourself feel better, looking down on others...I pray you don't have any family, because I would think living with you would be worse than hell" fury and rage over this repugnant man were all Yamcha felt at this moment.

"THAT'S ENOUGH" Aizawa stated standing up and erasing both of their quirks (even though he technically couldn't erase Yamcha's) and then binding the two of them "While I get some of your concerns Yamcha, this is no place for you two to fight, nor is it a place for heroes to argue in the first place. And Endeavor, you should know better than to get so worked up about this, what are you, a child? We´re heroes and should act as such at all times. We shall apprehend suspects with Trigger in their system as efficiently as possible, ABSOLUTELY NO UNNEEDED, EXTRA FORCE. These are civilians, to be protected, not to be mashed into the ground, all willy-nilly."

"Yes! As a hero, we must not cause harm against any civilians" All Might added.

As this was going on Midnight was getting heated by the passion displayed by Yamcha, just like she got from all young people of strong will, weirding out Ingenium next too her "My my, aren't you an interesting specimen, both shy and passionate...I'm going to loooooove breaking you," she thought lewdly, before getting back into a more professional manner. She was a hero after all.

[End of meeting]

All Might had left somewhat early as his schedule was actually full at the time and could only make it too the first ⅔ of the meeting; thankfully Yamcha and Endeavor hadn't had another fight in the meanwhile and Yamcha had gone back to saying nothing and apologizing afterwards, a kindness that Endeavor did not share.

"I just got out of a meeting, no need to bring the car I can just run back" said one guy as they were leaving (Yamcha would later learn that this was the Turbo Hero: Ingenium, a hero from a family of heroes who had a legacy to uphold).

Meanwhile he was being scolded by Aizawa in a somewhat knowing tone before she appeared "Ah Aizawa, where's Yamada today? Oh, and hello again, cutie, shame we didn't get to sit next to each other during the meeting," she smirked when she saw him turn away from her trying to not show his fear of her, at the very least she was professionally dressed so he didn't have to worry about her domineering attire.

"To answer your question he is on sick leave, apparently he caught a cold. And he calls himself a pro hero," he added, in a sarcastic tone of derision, Present Mic may be his best friend, but that didn't mean he didn't get on his nerves sometimes.

"What are you even wearing anyhow, pajamas? I mean the scar faced apprentice of yours dressed better."

"W-What's that supposed to mean" Yamcha chirped in quickly, obviously slightly annoyed to be compared.

"You could have at least dressed for the occasion..." said Midnight.

"I appreciate the input. If you're that keen with playing guidance counselor, why don't you become a school teacher or something?" Aizawa replied, obviously not wanting to continue the conversation.

"I would think being a near full time hero wouldn't afford you the time to be a teacher?" Yamcha interjected, directing his query to Aizawa in a somewhat calmer tone than he held before.

"How am I still so pathetic around some kinds of women, and to think I want to get married, hehhh? C'mon Yamcha, get your head in the game, women like that aren't ones to be afraid of" he looked over to Midnight and steamed up a small amount "... although this is still gonna take a while, d-dammit."

"There are so many heroes nowadays and so few villains, bar the recent outbreaks due to trigger that heroes can sometimes afford the "luxury" of teaching the next generation of heroes, UA being the most prestigious in Japan. Other notable schools include Shiketsu and Ketsubutsu," Aizawa seemed somewhat annoyed when talking about teaching.

"Exactly so, Aizawa, and I plan on doing precisely that, Principal Nezu of UA personally requested me to teach at his school, starting next year I'll be a member of UA's teaching staff. I'll take those fluffy newly hatched chicks and whip them into shape, my way."

Even in a professional sense she was still perverted and this kept Yamcha on edge again as he cursed himself, although… teaching did sound intriguing to him. Yamcha mused on doing so later on, after he was an official hero and all...pass on his ideals if he couldn't get back home; maybe he could set up a dojo, Tien had talked about doing that "when the time was right". Although Yamcha didn't exactly know what that meant, as he didn't go into details about it, other than trying to teach "a better form of the crane style, and to restore its legacy". Yamcha would have to talk to All Might about this when he wasn't busy.

"Fufu… Isn't it just wonderful? The blood, sweat and tears of youth, and various other... bodily fluids."

"Bodily fluids?" Both the men in the conversation asked, one in disgust and one in a questioning tone.

This went on for a little while as Midnight explained her teaching strategy in the lewdest way possible, like how she would "...squeeze them all dry…" and winking at Yamcha when she said that, causing him to almost faint or run away. It was like this woman just got more domineering and lewd the longer she was around Yamcha, so as to break him when he was finally calming himself down a little around the woman! Yamcha definitely had to get over his problem ASAP, because this was just getting embarrassing "I'm meant to be the cool guy" he mentally whined, upset more so at himself than Midnight.

"Thanks for sharing your disturbing, crude education theory and scaring my apprentice half to death… again. Almost feels like you want him to die from a heart attack or something." Aizawa muttered that last bit as he dragged his timid apprentice away from Midnight, saving him from any more embarrassment. "We'll see you around."

"Oh? The two of you seem to have some objections. In that case-" But she was interrupted by a loud, booming and… sad voice "GOD DAMMIT, QUIT LOOKIN' DOWN ON ME YOU BASTARDS!" screamed a man with a literal bomb for a head, crying his eyes out with the word suicide bomber ingrained into his head; a Quirk like that was probably one that would make anyone emotional.

Because sometimes we all get sad and the toil of society can make anyone take that one act that snuffs them out forever, Japan itself held an ugly stain on it with suicide, and with Quirks, the anger and sadness could be compounded into violence against others or the "system" as one final act.

Once Yamcha saw this man, he felt some form of pity, honestly if Yamcha were in a somewhat worse mental state something like this could have happened very easily; still the endangerment of people's lives was something he was against and he would take action.

"I HATE ALL YOU DAMN COPS. I'M GONNA OFF MYSELF AND TAKE YOU ALL DOWN WHILE I DO IT!" Others butted in about how this was the worst time for him to be there or how he was lucky All Might wasn't there, In the meantime Endeavor was lighting his head aflame, to tend to the would be villain.

"Hmph suicide bomb" he stated, but Yamcha already knew where he was going and found it reprehensible "NO YOU MORON! YOU'RE GONNA KILL HIM AND US IF YOU DO THAT" Yamcha shouted and with all his force knocked Endeavor down, to stop his brazen attempt at proving he was better than everyone else. In the meantime, Aizawa had restrained the suicide bomber and let Midnight do her stuff after she ripped open her top, exposing her cleavage to use her Quirk on the bomber.

"WHAT THE HELL IS WRONG WITH YOU?" Yamcha shouted furiously at Endeavor "YOU COULD HAVE GOTTEN EVERYONE HERE KILLED!" he continued, before calming down slightly. "Even then that man wasn't a large threat and could have been handled much easier, as can be seen with two of the other heroes here, hothead. Then there is the fact that he obviously wasn't anywhere close to mentally stable; he needs help, not a death sentence. And you call yourself a hero? I'm 100 percent sure that the reckless use of a Quirk that endangered the lives of others is a crime right… right? So in that case my earlier point stands, YOU ARE THE VILLAIN IN THIS SITUATION!"

He had never gotten this angry before in his life; he was usually a pretty chill guy, all things considered, but this man was a monster, someone not deserving of the power they held. While he was no King Piccolo, he was certainly someone who could not easily be redeemed, another goddamn jerk who pushed around the weak and had never been told no.

Yamcha would have to work on his anger now, perhaps his stress from even being in this world was much deeper then he was willing to admit to himself; especially as some of the few people he knew and started to care for were put in danger by someone who was meant to protect and serve.

"Calm down Yamcha. Everything is alright now..." Midnight started ina calming tone, grabbing his head and looking very worried herself, she could see that intertwined with the anger was a sadness, one that Yamcha and the bomber had shared. This was deeply upsetting to her, as the young man was someone she would not want to have to feel this pain. Yamcha started crying slightly as his anger dispersed into sorrow, and finally, sleep, after Midnight used her Quirk and tenderly and softly lulled Yamcha into rest, his tears staining her clothes slightly as she looked on towards her fellow heroes who could now get a grip of the situation.

"Pathetic" was all Endeavor stated before turning away, but not before the police barred his way, as well as Aizawa and a few heroes. "While Yamcha may have gone overboard in his shouting, he was right in the fact that you were about to seriously injure, or worse, kill, many heroes and officers of the law." Aizawa stated before one of the police stepped forward.

"As heroes you are meant to set an example to follow, even to other heroes, and we cannot ignore or condone this behavior. Especially from the number 2 hero; for this we are charging you with willful endangerment of civilians and police, as well as interfering with other heroes work. Now would you like resisting arrest as well added too your charges?" they added "We will inform your children of your arrest soon and after all legal proceedings have been met, will publicize the information of your arrest."

"W-WHY YOU" Endeavor stopped "Fine I will come along quietly" he added, stilled pissed off and, in fact, getting even angrier as his rage bubbled underneath.

"Considering the words of Mr. Yamcha, do you think we should seek a mental health professional for the would-be bomber?" added Midnight, after some police officers escorted Endeavor away. "He did seem to be somewhat distressed, emotionally speaking, that is not to excuse his crimes, but mainly because it could help with possible reintegration back into society and decrease the rate of recidivism should he be released from jail." Yamcha´s impassioned speech about Endeavor and the bomber, and him needing professional help had struck a chord with Midnight, especially after Yamcha himself wept on her lap, with him still sitting there and her making sure that he was still sleeping soundly while ringing her fingers through his long hair.

"We will see what can be done Midnight although today has been quite the experience" Tanema added "Although I would prefer it if you could get Mr. Yamcha someplace to recover, he himself seemed distressed at the end there."

"I can help with that" Aizawa cut in "I know where he lives, well, more so I will know where he lives, he has a phone app that he uses to help him navigate because he is somewhat new to the area; he should have it in his trouser pocket and he uses a fingerprint unlock. We then see what locations he has marked down and if any of them are feasible spots for living we take him there and ask nearby people if he lives there."

"Pardon me but "we"? You're going to help me?" Midnight inquired, getting up, her so called Midnight Boys looking on longingly, having assisted her with her outfit after apprehending the suicide bomber, each thinking "he is so lucky" before going back to their jobs at Midnight´s hero office seeing as they could not assist her futher today.

"So, we carry him on our shoulders then?" she asked rhetorically, lifting Yamcha up carefully. The poor thing was tuckered out from her Quirk and the stress he held throughout the day … "partially my fault in that regard" she thought "best not to give him as though a time for a little while, something seems to be eating at him" she continued before sighing with a small amount of sadness in her breath, before continuing her talk from earlier with Aizawa after he had lifted Yamcha onto his shoulders. "Anyway back to our little conversation" she started as the were walking just out of the door of the station "If you've got your own opinions on education why don't you become a teacher yourself? With me at UA."

"Huh?" Aizawa questioned incredulously "what's gotten into you all of a sudden?"

"There's all sorts of students at school, you know, so we need different teaching styles to accommodate them all, isn't that right?" she asked semi-seriously.

"... Hmmmmm, well, if you had asked me before having this mess of an apprentice, I would have asked if you were joking and said that me teaching would be the epitome of irrationality but… now.. well, I can see that it could have some benefit. However, don't think I'm all gung ho in all of this" he smirked.

"Well that's a start" she smiled and looked down at their unconscious companion who was muttering something and seemingly crying still even when asleep "I'm sorry, Bulma" later on muttering "I'm all alone."

The poor boy must have been emotionally shattered today if not even her Quirk could calm him down 100%. "He needs some form of comfort, and not in my usual way of comfort, more so some emotional stability and someone who is there for him, I can't bear to see a man like him so broken." Midnight thought sadly, almost shedding a tear herself "I suppose I should try and help as best I can although given how… startled he is around me, I will have to make sure I'm soothing rather than my usual tone."

After a lot of walking, they seemed to be getting somewhat close to the correct location, "Hmm so he lives in an apartment complex?" Aizawa inquired "should give us an ample amount of neighbours to talk too to figure out if he lives here. I'm going to check his key to see if this building lines up too."

He reached into Yamcha's pocket to check "Hmm...no building name, but 3 is the number on the key so an apartment building seems right, hmm. Oh great" he rolled his eyes annoyed "the rooms are arranged from the top down, meaning we have to walk him up a few flights of stairs and then it could turn out we were wrong and have to bring him back down," he sighed, but the two went up anyway with their passenger in tow.

"Hmm we should check with the neighbor just in case. I mean we could just put the key in the door too I guess but it would make sense to inform them of the disturbance too." Aizawa mulled over, before knocking on the door numbered 2. The door opened just a few minutes later.

"Oh My! What happened to Mr. Yamcha?" Inko has asked almost immediately upon opening the door before Izuku came rushing towards the door "MR. YAMCHA IS HERE!" Izuku yelled before seeing the two pro heroes alongside his mentor, then running away and getting his notebook. "IZUKU… oh s-sorry he does that when he sees pro heroes, but can you please explain why Mr. Yamcha is being carried by you two."

"Midnight here had to knock him out after he got extremely emotional at the police station, when he witnessed a suicide bomber attempt," Aizawa casually explained, letting Midnight take the rest of Yamcha´s weight before opening his apartment door. "Oh my… would you like some tea? A-After putting him into his bed of course, I just want to be hospitable if you are going to be staying here for a little bit while he recovers."

"Oh, um yes Mrs..."

"Midoriya. Um and I should call you Midnight or do you have a uhh… normal name that I could refer to you as?" the timid woman asked trying to be as polite as possible. Meanwhile Izuku was coming back with his notebook.

"Oh you can call me Mrs. Kayama if you want Mrs. Midoriya. You too, you little tyke" she smiled at the young boy.

"Alright, I can get him to his bedroom Midnight, you can sit with his neighbour and I will join you soon… urgh the things I do for my apprentice," he grouched after taking Yamcha from Midnights shoulder.

"I hope Mr. Yamcha is okay," Izuku started, looking somewhat concerned for his mentor "he is teaching me martial arts, you know? He's so cool. Oh, also you must be Midnight, the 18+ hero, right? Although I'm not really sure what that means." The boy stated innocently, Midnight giving him the whole you will know when your older spiel at that comment before Aizawa arrived.

"Look, I'm not one for idle chit chat, okay? So, after I've had something to drink I'm leaving, alright?" he said in his usual bored tone.

After a short time of drinking tea and chatting (Aizawa mainly being silent except when learning that Yamcha himself had somewhat of an apprentice "Heh, no wonder he is stressed so much, at the very least he is doing something good" and later thinking "hope the kid doesn't get any ideas about being a hero, quirkless kids have no shot in hell of making it as a hero"), Aizawa, as stated earlier, left, although he was confused when Kayama did not join him; apparently she was going to stay by Yamcha´s side tonight.

Something about him needing comfort or some other rubbish that Aizawa didn't care for "Just make sure he can make it to his apprenticeship tomorrow, I can reschedule the beginning time to 9:30 AM, but no later. Got it?"

A short time after that, Kayama said goodbye to the Midoriyas and went into Yamcha's apartment. She found Yamcha´s bedroom with nary a place for a guest to sleep, and since she didn't want to startle the young man when he awoke, she decided to sleep on the floor as best as she could. Listening as she drifted off to the sad sobbings and mumblings of the broken young man nearly broke her heart, and raised a lot of questions in her mind.