Pins and needles tickled Kenko's arm, aiding the morning light in pulling her out of sleep. She tried to stretch her arm but it was stuck, her fingertips brushing something soft.

Toshinori was curled up on her chest, his arm draped across her waist. When Ke nko tried to free herself he stirred slightly before snuggling closer, his head moving down to her stomach.

She took the quiet moment to enjoy him, running her fingers through his hair, lightly unknotting the tangles of his bedhead. He seemed so at ease now, his hand twitching in his sleep, chest rising and falling gently. Kenko found it strangely comfortable, having this great, big, awkward man, sleeping peacefully across her body.

She gave him another look and chuckled when she saw he was drooling, her laughter making him bounce. He sniffed before lifting his head, his eyes attempting to focus as he tried to fully rouse himself.

Kenko wiped the corner of his mouth with the blanket, "Good Morning."

Toshinori blinked a couple of times before realizing he had drooled on Kenko. He flushed and sat up stiffly.

"I'm sorry!" Toshinori looked down and realized Kenko was still naked. Averting his eyes he pulled the blanket back across her body, baring his legs in the process. Frantically he pulled he blanket back and forth until he found a compromise between the two.

"Sorry," he said again quietly.

Kenko laughed and Toshinori frowned, "Why is this so funny."

She shrugged, her face at ease, "Why isn't it?"

Toshinori stared down at her for a moment, his face involuntary cracking into a grin, "I guess it is. I've never woken up to anyone before."

He bit his lip as nervousness but at the back of his brain. Seeing his yukata he pulled it to him, draping it over his shoulders, "Last night..."

Kenko sat up, wrapping her arms around her knees, "You don't regret it do you?" She rested her cheek on her hands, looking at him tensely.

"No! No," he said, feeling guilty she had even felt that was an implication. He shuffled closer, leaning his head on hers. "I just...I don't know what we're supposed to do now."

Kenko wrapped her arms around Toshinori's neck and rolled him underneath her. The heat from her body reminded him of their state of undress, and he blushed furiously. The feeling of her skin, it made him tingle, equal parts excitement and fear.

"Now we go get breakfast," Kenko grinned, kissing him playfully.


Toshinori's clothes were still wet from the night before, so he was forced to wear the yukata Kenko had given him. Toshinori wasn't totally comfortable in it. The fabric was far to thin. Truthfully he would've felt more secure in a bathrobe.

He did his best to hide his tall frame behind Kenko, "What if your aunt's in the kitchen?"

"Oh don't worry," Kenko gave him a comforting smile, "Since she's been sick Auntie hasn't been up before nine."

But when Kenko opened the door, there was Miss Yue, sitting at the island drinking a cup of coffee. She looked up as Kenko and Toshinri entered.

"Well," Miss Yue raised her eyebrows as she gave them a once over. "Good morning."

Toshinori panicked, looking to Kenko for guidance. Unfortunately Kenko was frozen as well, her jaw hanging open and cheeks colouring.

Kenko took a deep breath, attempting to be nonchalant, "Auntie, I guess this means you're feeling better."

"Much," Miss Yue said, coyly sipping her coffee, "I hope you slept well Mr. Yagi."

Toshinori poked his head up from behind Kenko, nodding and doing his best to smile.

Miss Yue rose from her seat, and headed to the coffee machine "I feel good enough you can probably head back to Tokyo Kenko." She pulled out two more mugs and poured coffee for the sheepish pair, "You've been away from work long enough I think."

Work. Why did that word make Toshinori tense?

A cold shiver electrified it's way up his spine, "Shit! I forgot to call Principal Nedzu yesterday!"

Toshinori felt as if he was going to be sick. His fingers squeezed in his hair and blood poured from his mouth, he could only imagine the kinds of trouble he was in.

"Oh my," said Miss Yue handing a mug of coffee to Kenko, "Is he alright?"

Kenko waved off the coffee, more concerned with the panic attack happening in front of her, "It's okay Toshinori. Nobu has a phone we'll head there right away."

"I have a phone." Miss Yue handed coffee to Toshinori, who took it automatically. He was still running worst case scenarios through his head.

Kenko had retrieved a cloth and was wiping blood from Toshinori's mouth, "Since when have you had a phone?"

Miss Yue shrugged, "I got it a while ago."

Kenko looked at her aunt in disbelief, "Why didn't you tell me?"

"You didn't ask," she said with a shrug, "And I'm still not used to having it around." Miss Yue went back to her cupboards. She opened one at the very end and pulled out the phone.

"Really Auntie?" Kenko put her hand on her forehead, "Who keeps a phone in a cupboard?"

"I do." Miss Yue puffed out her cheeks, making her look very much like her niece, "I use it for emergencies only, otherwise I find it bothersome."

Miss Yue handed Toshinori the phone with a small bow, "I apologize Mr. Yagi. Had I know you needed to contact your job I would have said something sooner."

Toshinori took the phone with a nod, "It's alright. I should have remembered." He bowed and began shuffling out of the room, "Thank you!"

"So," Miss Yue handed Kenko her coffee again, making little attempt to suppress her smirk, "You're calling him Toshinori now?"

"Auntie..." Kenko grumbled as she took the mug, "Don't."


Toshinori hurriedly punched in the schools phone number, pausing to take a breath before entering Nedzu's extension. He wasn't sure how Nedzu would react, Toshinori wasn't exactly on the Principal's good side at the moment.

He held the phone to its ear, his throat going getting dryer with each ring. His mind was racing with a million different apologies when the phone clicked.

"This is Nedzu, Principal of UA high school. What can I do for you today?"

"Principal Nedzu Sir," Toshinori's voice was so tense it cracked.

"Hello? May I please ask who's calling?"

Toshinori clenched the thin fabric of the yukata between his fingers, "It's All Might, sir."

"Well, I wondered where you had gone All Might. It's good you finally reached me." The principals tone had changed. He sounded more than a little annoyed, which was never a good thing with Nedzu.

"I'm so sorry sir," Toshinori found he was bowing instinctually.

"Well All Might, I can't say this is reflecting well on your performance."

Toshinori gritted his teeth. He leaned on a wooden beam and knocked his head against it several times, "I know."

Toshinori heard papers shuffling, "Well everything is fine here. Actually we've gotten along quite fine without you."

Blood spewed from Toshinori's mouth as his body was rattled by a coughing fit, "I'm so sorry Nedzu!" He coughed several more times, "Please don't fire me!"

Nedzu's tittering floated through the phone line, "Don't get yourself in a tizzy All Might. Just a bit of fun. Of course I'm not going to fire you."

Toshinori grumbled as he wiped the blood from his lips. He remembered what a sadistic little bastard Nedzu could be.

"But you do own me a favor now."

Toshinori ran his hand over his face. It couldn't be helped, he was backed into a corner, "Of course. Anything Sir."

"I haven't decided yet, but when I know I will give you a shout!" Nedzu chortled to himself. It was obvious how much he was enjoying this.

"Yes sir." Toshinori wacked his head against the beam a few more times.

He heard Nedzu sigh, "All Might if I may, can ask a personal question?"

"Does that count as the favor?"

"No."

It was worth a try, "Yes you can."

"Many of the staff have noticed you struggling recently. I normally try not to meddle in my teachers affairs, but is there anything I can do to help you?"

Before, Nedzu's concern would have made Toshinori feel guilty, but now he only felt a rush of appreciation, "I have been having issues with some things, but I think I'm going to be okay now Sir."

"You have a lot of friends here All Might."

Toshinori smiled, his fingers playing with his obi tie, "I know."

"Are you going to be coming back soon?"

"Yes Sir. Today or tomorrow." Toshinori looked to see Kenko walking around the corner. She tilted her head in a silent question and he gave her a thumbs up with a small smile. "It depends on bus and plane schedules."

"Are you bringing Ms. Sakurai with you?"

Kenko reached Toshinori and wrapped her arms around his waist, pressing her head into his back. The touch strengthened Toshinori, making him feel strong and safe.

He smiled, "She's coming back with me."

"Fantastic. I'll be glad for her return. I'm surprised how fast I've come to depend on her."

Toshinori rubbed he back of his neck, "Yes well we will be home soon."

"Take another day All Might. Be back tomorrow and you can go back to work by Monday."

Toshinori blushed, "Thank you sir."

"Please do tell Ms. Sakurai I say hello. I hope her aunt is feeling better."

"Oh, uh, yes of course."

With a click the phone call was over. Kenko remained embracing Toshinori, breathing him in, letting his heat warm her. The feeling of holding him was, strange. Kenko had thought she would never feel this again.

Toshinori placed a hand gently on Kenko's, running his thumb over her knuckles.

"You'll come back with me Kenko?" he asked softly.

Her arms held him tighter, "Always Toshinori."


Midoriya sighed as he changed out of his PE uniform, ignoring the comradery of his peers in the locker room. All Might had been gone for almost three days, and Midoriya couldn't help but feel a little hurt that he had left without saying anything.

After All Might had disappeared, Shioto had contacted Midoriya, sending him a text explaining the situation. While it had eased the boys worries about All Might, those feelings were replaced with the seeds of jealousy.

Why was All Might Talking to Shioto instead of him?

Midoriya shut his locker. He knew why. He had seen it on All Might's face during the festival. The man had become enamoured with Ms. Sakurai, Shioto's mother, and judging from his actions now it had grown to more then just affection. He probably loved her, which meant Shioto was almost like his daughter.

The thought angered Midoriya and he frowned at his own weakness. While he had been happy for All Might at first, Midoriya couldn't help but feel more then a little pushed to the side.

"Hey Midoriya," Iida said, leaning on the locker beside him, "A bunch of us are going to Lunch Rush together for exam prep!" Iida pushed his glasses up his nose, "We must do all we can to exceed our teachers expectations!"

Midoriya ducked away from the hand motions as Iida's speech grew in fervour.

"They have placed all their hours work, all of their of knowledge, and poured into us their passion! We must beat class 1-B in exams this year! Are you with me Midoriya?!" Iida extended his hand to Midoriya who did his best to fake an enthusiastic smile.

"Sure, I don't have any plans," he said with a shrug.

"Great!" said Iida clapping Midoriya on the back, "We can go over todays class notes. We only have a month remember, let's do our best!"

"Right," said Midoriya forcing another smile. Truth was he felt the furthest thing from motivated right now.


As most class 1-A headed to the cafeteria Midoriya lagged behind, his thoughts a brewing storm cloud. He couldn't stop thinking about All Might, and how his hero had been distancing himself for months now.

All Might had left without even a goodbye. At the very least phone call would have been nice, but there had been nothing.

Midoriya almost lost his balance as Bakugo stormed by him, knocking Midoriya's bag off his shoulder, sending his books falling to the ground. Midoriya cursed under his breath, he had forgotten to close his bag he was so distracted.

"Stay out of my way Deku," Bakugo growled his lip curling in characteristic disgust.

"Hi Kachan," Midoriya said flatly as he picked up the scattered books.

The rest of class one a kept going, to engrossed in conversations about exams. Bakugo remained with Midoriya, glaring down at the boy who wasn't even giving him a second glance.

"I didn't say hi you rat," Bakugo spat angrily. Deep in his pockets Bakugo's fingers were twitching wth anger. He didn't like to be ignored, especially not by Deku.

"Yeah. You're right I'm sorry," Midoriya did his best to end the conversation. He didn't really feel like dealing with Kachan's mood.

Bakugo watched as Midoriya put the final book away, zipping his backpack after making sure the notes were arranged neatly. The fact Deku still wasn't even willing to react made Bakugo seethe.

Bakugo took a deep breath, some of the tension leaving his shoulders, "You heard from All Might Deku?"

Midoriya stopped. Now he felt guilty for feeling upset. Midoriya may have know little, but he still knew more then Kachan did.

"I don't know much," Midoriya said as he stood. "Anything I've heard has been through Shioto."

Midoriya saw Bakugo's eye twitch and his biceps flex. The news obviously was not sitting well.

Bakugo snorted, "What the hell?" First you now Shioto?" His jaw muscles tensed as he cast his gaze downward, "Another fucking person ahead of me," he muttered.

"All Might only talked to me because I had information he I wanted."

Bakugo and Midoriya turned to Shioto. She was standing stiffly, rubbing her toe in the dirt, her guitar slung over her shoulder. Shioto could see the hostility radiating from Bakugo, but she was surprised to see the same feeling from Midoriya as well.

Bakugo scoffed, "Whatever, I don't give a fuck anyways."

As Bakugo passed Shioto smiled regretfully, "I know you don't."

Bakugo paused, his face softening only slightly. Shioto had thought that once he learned of her quirk he would become angry and avoid her just like everyone else. But Bakugo never backed down from her, in fact his aura would calm. Shioto could see the weight of his pride on his shoulders and how it affected him, but she never spoke of it. Bakugo respected her for her discretion and in return he never retreated from her.

Bakugo gave Shioto a slight nod. The girl accept it silently. It would be the closest thing to forgiveness she would ever get from Bakugo.

After the boy left Shioto stared sadly at Midoriya. She could tell he felt bad about feeling angry, but it didn't stop the emotion from existing.

"I'm not lying Izuku," Shioto said softly, "All Might really just needed to ask me a question. He even told me to tell you what was going on. "

A puff of doubt rolled up from the boy. Shioto reached out and touched his shoulder lightly. She didn't want to see her friend so sad, especially because of anything she had done.

"You were the only one he asked about you know." Shioto's voice faltered. She could see how hurt Midoriya was. He felt abandoned and unimportant, and it broke Shioto's heart

Midoriya took a deep breath and the puff of hostility went out. Shioto breathed a sigh of relief. At least he wasn't mad at her anymore, but the jealousy was still there.

Midoriya chuckled and rubbed his arm, "I'm sorry Shioto I guess you can see all that huh?"

"Duh," she said putting her hands on her hips. "What is it you think I do? Seriously."

Midoriya chuckled, Shioto's crassness was her defense mechanism. He felt bad for being jealous of her. He knew she could see it and it was probably hurting her feelings. He did his best to brush it away.

"You wanna go for a walk Izuku?" Shioto had made plans to eat wth Koji, but she could tell Midoriya needed an excuse to get out of dinner.

Midoriya thought of saying no, but he knew his friend wanted nothing more then to make things right. He had to at least give her to opportunity.

"Thanks Shioto."


"So what made you wanna be a hero Izuku? When did that start?"

The two students wandered through the campus, its empty grounds a solace for the two. At the mention of hero work a cloud of happiness haloed Midoriya's head.

"I don't know exactly, but I do remember seeing All Might smile on that video, the one where he made his debut," he locked his fingers behind his head and stared at the sky, "I felt so safe looking at him. I wanted to make other people feel like that."

"That's pretty weird Izuku," Shioto laughed, "Wanting to be a hero cause of an internet video?"

"Well when you put it that way," he chuckled at her teasing. "But I mean, it wasn't about the video. It's weird it was like..." he drifted off trying to find the words

"Like It called to something inside of you?" She said, shifting her guitar on her back.

Midoriya nodded, "Yes. I couldn't ignore it."

"So you were like, born a hero?" She poked him in the arm before pulling at his ears, "Not bad, and you got the perfect quirk for hero work at least. Just like all Might," she grinned widely, "Now he's your mentor! It was meant to be."

Midoriya rubbed the back of his head, "Yea," he chuckled nervously, "Must be."

Shioto could see emotions of guilt and the weight of a deep secret. Something about All Might and hero work was making Midoriya nervous.

"Could you please not ask Shioto?" Midoriya knew she was looking at his feelings, and they were begging for her to drop it.

Shioto took out her sunglasses, "Of course," she smiled as she put them on.

"I'm sorry. I really am," He have her an apologetic smile, "I don't want to make you wear those, It's just not my place to talk about it."

Shioto slapped Midoriya on the back so hard he almost stumbled, "No problem Izuku! I promise I won't pry into anything!" She winked and elbowed him playfully.

"What about you Shioto?" he asked trying to change the topic, "What do you want to do?"

Shioto stuck out her lip, "You know for a while I wasn't sure. Well I was but I wouldn't admit it," She gave him a smile, "I wanna be a musician."

"Woah really?" Midoriya grinned and his steps gained an extra bounce, "You are really good on your guitar, and you're a good singer too."

"Yea and I've been practicing with Jiro, I can play almost any instrument now." She smiled shyly, "After the talent show...it was so beautiful Izuku, All the feelings I could see. Everyone was so happy. I want to see that sea of happiness all the time."

Shioto grinned, "It's kinda the same goal as yours, just different ways of getting there."

Midoriya laughed, "Yeah I guess."

He closed his eyes for a moment as they walked, "It's nice that you wanna do that for people. In the hero program you kind of forget that everyone needs some way to relax-"

Midoriya stopped when he realized Shioto was no longer beside him. He glanced over his shoulder and saw her looking to the entrance gate, her sunglasses off, her mouth slightly open.

Midoriya followed her gaze. The sun was setting, but he could make out two figures coming through the gate. It was All Might and Ms. Sakurai.

They walked arm in arm, laughing together, whispering occasionally in each other's ear. There was a smile on All Might face that Midoriya recognized, though he thought it had faded long ago. It made Midoriya so happy to see All Might's shoulders free of tension and worry, his smile once again bright and wide.

Shioto cried out, running to the two and wrapping her arms around them, sobbing with emotion. All Might patted the girls head awkwardly while Sakurai hugged her child close, wiping the tears away from her eyes.

Midoriya thought they looked like a perfect little family.

The jealousy reared it's head again and Midoriya hung his head. He was wrong to feel jealous, it was unfair to All Might. He deserved to be happy. Midoriya felt the tears well up and he wiped them away angrily. He was being so stupid.

Midoriya started back to the dorms. He would make sure to say hi to All Might tomorrow.

A hand placed itself on his shoulder gently, "Where are you going young Midoriya?"

Midoriya turned to see All Might looking down at him confused, "How come you didn't come say hi?" asked Al Might quietly.

"Oh..." Midoriya touched his finger tips together, "I didn't want to bother you." The boy looked over to Sakurai and Shioto who here speaking to each other with seriously looks on their faces. Occasionally Shioto would look over to Midoriya as Sakurai nodded her face crossed by a small frown.

"Bother me?" All Might scratched his head and furrowed his brow, "What are you talking about?"

"Well," Midoriya rubbed the back of his neck, "Just with you and Ms. Sakurai and Shioto..." He turned his gaze to the ground, "I didn't want to get in the way."

All Might raised his eyebrows. Then his face fell as he understood what Midoriya meant. He took the young boy in his arms, ruffling his hair as he hugged him tightly.

"My boy," he whispered, "You peice of nonsense." He squeezed Midoriya tighter, his heart bursting with affection, "You're never a bother. You're one of the most important things to me."

Midoriya cried then, pushing his face into All Might chest. All Might still cared about him. It was the only thing Midoriya had wanted to hear.

All Might knelt down to look in Midoriya's eyes,"Don't you ever think anything less, understand?"

Midoriya nodded, smiling through his tears and wiping his nose on his sleeve.

All Might smiled, "Do you want to come say hi to Ms. Sakurai?"

Midoriya looked over to Sakurai and Shioto. Shioto was giving him an excited wave while Ms. Sakurai smiled shyly.

"Yes I'd like to," Midoriya said softly.

All Might led Midoriya to where Sakurai and Shioto were waiting. Ms. Sakurai bowed once the boy came closer.

"Hello Midoriya," she ran her fingers through his hair affectionately, "I've missed you."

Midoriya blushed, "I missed you too."

She stepped forward and took Midoriya into her arms, "Shioto told me how you were feeling. I want you to know I would never take Mr. All Might away from you."

She broke the hug, resting her hands on his shoulders, "You know, I always wanted to have a son myself. I'll treat you as my own if that's okay. I promised your mother I'd look after you."

Midoriya hung his head and tried not to cry. He had thought he had been forgotten, instead his family had grown. It wasn't just him and his Mom anymore.

Sakurai gave him a moment to recover, "Now let me take you two to the dorms." She smiled at All Might, "Mr. All Might has a meeting with the Principal."

All Might groaned and rubbed his hands over his face. He had forgotten about that. There would probably be some sort of long winded lecture, but more likely Nedzu would keep him there for hours just to torture him.

Sakurai laid her hand on All Might's arm. "I'll make you dinner once your done."

All Might chuckled nervously, "Are you sure you don't want to come with me?"

"I filed my vacation time properly," she teased, laughing as she walked away with Midoriya and Shioto.

All Might waved goodbye, then sighed contentedly. It was like having his own family.

A family...

Now that was a funny thought.

I'm sorry this chapter took so long to come out. So many things, work, sickness, troubles with chapter pacing, it all slowed me down. Also for those who follow the manga, after chapter 161 I was finally able to make the decisions for my story. There are several chapters which have changed. Mostly the scene wth nighteye. I replaced it with a scene of Toshinori's inner struggle, I don't feel like I dealt with that enough in earlier chapters. I'm also still going through and rewriting scenes I am unhappy with, but there shouldn't be any major plot changes from this point.

Thank you again for all of your kind words!