"Hello and welcome to another episode of Vestiges React." En, the Sixth, declared with a deadpan look as he stared toward the 'screen' the Vestiges used to visualize what Izuku was seeing.

"You have been making that joke since the day you manifested completely." The Second pointed out with a glare, "And it's still not funny."

"I bet Yoichi used to do it too," En replied.

"Of course he used to do it too! I finally managed to make him stop while we were in your mind and then you arrived and my nightmare started all over again!"

"In my defense, I picked up the habit because I was very lonely." The First replied, "It was that or going insane."

"So you talked to yourself pretending to be in some sort of reaction channel to not go insane?" Daigoro, the Fifth, asked with a confused look.

"Yes."

"You know that explains an awful lot…" He muttered, sighing, "Still, we don't have much to watch. The kid is just going to school. We all know the rules, right?"

"We turn it off in the bathroom, we turn it off if he…" Yoichi pried the next words from his mouth like he was using a plier, "gets busy with Himiko- God I feel hill, why did you remind me he is fake dating my brother's daughter?"

"She is your niece, you could give her a chance." Shinomori commented, "So far she has been a good influence on Ninth."

"Oh yeah, remind me how giving a chance to my brother went." Yoichi said back, glaring at the Fourth, "Oh right, I was killed! And then he was killed, and he was killed, and you were killed, and…"

Shinomori raised his hands, "Alright, alright, I get your problems. Still, they look nice together, in my opinion."

Daigoro coughed in his fist before Yoichi had the chance to stand up and strangle the Fourth, "Anyway, yeah, rules as usual. We just don't watch whenever he does what we shouldn't watch and keep an eye out for the rest. That alright?"

"Of course." Nana nodded.

"Good." En nodded too, "In that case dear viewers, leave a like and subscribe…"

"Shut up!" Six voices shouted.

-x-

"How the fuck did you do that?!" Kacchan snarled, his palm hitting the wall right to the left of Izuku's head and an explosion bursting past his fingers, smoke rising from the broken walls.

"D-Do what?" Izuku asked, trying to put his best innocent and confused expression over the 'Oh-shit-I'm-dead-goodbye-mom' face.

"Don't try to play dumb! How the fuck did you get into UA?!" He shouted, another explosion rocking the wall. Izuku noticed numbly that if he continued like that, he might actually damage the school, but decided quickly to not bring it up. He wasn't dumb enough to try and change the subject.

"I-I guess I… Just did it?" He asked.

Wrong answer.

"Did she do it?!" Kacchan asked back, his red eyes fixated into Izuku's green, "Did she make them take you into the school?"

"What?"

"No that's dumb, she couldn't do it, they are Pros, even if they aren't me! Then…" He turned back to him, now with his eyes fixed on him, "How did you do it?!"

"Look, Kacchan, I'm starting to think something is wrong with you…"

"No, I am the only one smart enough here! Everyone else is just buying on the bullshit of that stupid 'girlfriend' of yours! But I know what she really is! She is…" He paused, snarled and then continued, "She is a bitch!" He growled, and Izuku had the weird feeling that was not what Kacchan meant to say.

On the other hand, that feeling was squashed by his boiling anger at hearing Himiko being called a bitch. It was bizarre because it certainly wasn't the first time Kacchan did, but maybe it was for what had happened just the day before, maybe it was the boost of confidence almost everyone had noticed in Izuku – except Izuku himself, apparently – caused by having survived training with someone far scarier than his classmates, or maybe it was his affection for his friend.

Probably all three.

"Don't call her that!" He shouted, pushing Kacchan back.

It was such an unexpected thing, an utter impossibility to think that Deku would turn on Kacchan, that even the other teen was caught by surprise, stumbling back and almost losing his footing completely. "What…" He mumbled.

"Stop calling her a bitch, Kacchan!" He shouted, "Stop calling her that, stop talking about her like she is evil, stop acting like she did something horrible because someone, anyone told you that your ego is so comically oversized it's a surprise you don't just explode!" He paused.

"I do explode!"

"That's not the point!"

"I know but your metaphor pissed me off!" Kacchan shouted back, "And why are you so protective of her?! The fuck did she even do?!" He paused, "What, did you fuck?"

Izuku wanted to just confidently say no – which was a weird thing to brag about for a teenager that had been in a relation, officially, for ten months – but the words unintentionally echoed Konako's quips on what he could do on Valentine's Day, and so he went bright red, "N-No!"

"Oh thank god, you didn't beat me there…"

"Wh-What?!"

"Nevermind that! Fuck!" Bakugo turned around, "Whatever, go on with that b-" he glanced at Izuku, before grunting, "That girl of yours. I will deal with you in UA." And with that Bakugo left, leaving behind a completely confused Izuku.

'Uh, I guess this counts as a win since I made it out in one piece. Thank god the principal didn't mention I got first place…' He sighed in relief, and really hoped this last month would go by fast.

-x-

"Oh wow it really did go by fast." Izuku mused as he looked up at the cinema theater, people walking in and out as they checked the posters of various movies, bought tickets or queued to by pop-corn.

"What was that Izuku?" Himiko asked to his right.

"Nothing. So, which movie should we watch?" He asked. In the end, his choice for White Day had been, besides buying her chocolate, to take her and the others to the theater and let her pick a movie, though he did look at the posters too.

"Let's see, Star Might… Tch, Americans really like to Americanize Japanese Heroes." He commented, shaking his head, "Spider-Man: Mysterio's Last Stand sounds fun. They even added a Japanese Spider-Man for the Mulitverse plot I hear."

"First, spoiler. Second, can we avoid Superhero movies, Izuku?" Himiko asked, and Izuku coughed.

"O-of course, sorry." He replied. Right, daughter of a villain, "But you are the one picking, you know that right?"

"I know, but I don't really watch a lot of movies… Like, look at those: The Emerald Dragon's Treasure, World of Plants, Canary – You Can Sing… I don't know what to choose…"

Izuku scratched the back of his neck, looking behind, "Any suggestion Masu…chan?"

Melissa, the only one still standing there, shrugged, "I don't know, he left ten minutes ago saying to call him if you manage to actually pick a movie."

"What about Pony and Jirou?"

Melissa shrugged her shoulder while raising both palms, a clear 'I have no idea' gesture. Izuku sighed, "I really wonder what they are doing."

-x-

"Is that him?" Pony asked, trying awkwardly to glance at the blonde haired teen without actually looking at him. Mustard discreetly pulled her away, along with Jirou.

"Yep, that's Katsuki Bakugou. I don't know why, but the Green Valley Clan is protecting him."

"I know why." Jirou replied, and the two turned to her expectantly.

There was no further answer. Mustard coughed, "Care to elaborate?"

"No, I don't think I will. Anyway, what's the plan? Do we go up to him and try to kick him out of the cinema?"

Mustard and Pony both shook their head. "That would be too impolite!" Pony pointed out.

"… You are a Hero-in-training that works with the Yakuza." Jirou pointed out, "How is it a problem to be impolite?"

Pony made to answer but Mustard stopped them, "No, Pony has a point. Not because it would be impolite, but because if we make a scene they might kick us out too, and you know Izuku, he wouldn't go in if we weren't going."

"Fair point." Jirou nodded, "So what's the plan?"

"Well, we do what my dad calls a sleight of hand, but with the movies." He replied with a smile. Honestly, Compress, while he wasn't a great dad, was a really good teacher.

"… I don't follow."

"You will, because I will need your help."

-x-

Bakugo grunted. On Valentine's Day, a month before, he had thought about tailing Deku and the bitch, so he had gone to Deku's house in order to do that. However, he had missed the bastard, so his plan was shot. Of course, he had done the obvious thing in response: on White Day he had started keeping an eye on Deku's house since early in the morning.

He tugged his backpack, heavy for all the books he was carrying in it. It had been a bit awkward to study on the sidewalk, but at least he hadn't wasted the day missing his studies. And he could keep an eye on the idiot at the same time. Win-win.

Now, the issue was figuring out which movie they were going to watch. He was trying to keep a low profile, so no way he could just try to sneak a peek of their tickets. Even eavesdropping was too much.

He might have gotten good at stalk- tailing people, but not good enough he could walk up to Deku and hope he wouldn't recognize him.

"Gaaah, I can't believe they chose that movie…" A voice said, and he spotted him. Gas guy, the one that had knocked him out caught him by surprise at the Exam. He was here, and he was along with two other Extras, a girl with horns and one with long earlobes.

"Yeah, having to watch that will really suck." The girl with the long earlobes said, and Bakugo made sure to listen closely. If they were with Deku and Shimura, they might actually tell him which movie they were going to watch.

"I-I too have a vague complaint a-about the movie." The extra with horns said with a strong American accent, stiffening for some reason. The other two stared at her for a few seconds.

"Y-Yeah." Gas Guy said, coughing in his hand to clear his throat, "I never imagined Himiko would choose 'Troubles of a Tender Heart: the Movie'. It's gonna be a sappy romance and the live action isn't even as good as the anime, since it cuts a ton of season 1 plot."

"I-I definitely agree with all your points." Horns said, and Earlobes pinched the bridge of her nose, before sighing.

"Alright, let's go buy the pop-corn at least. We can eat something while we are at it at least."

"Aye aye, there's no movie without pop-corns and soda." Horns replied, now seeming to relax as the three continued toward the counter.

Bakugo grinned. The answer, offered on a silver platter. Almost too convenient, but clearly the universe was rewarding him for everything he was doing right.

-x-

"Mh, maybe this one…" Himiko paused, feeling the weird movement to her left, "Are you alright Izuku? You shivered all of a sudden."

"I don't know, I just felt like someone told himself a really big lie."

"That's weird, Izuku." Melissa said, as she watched the poster too, "Are you ok?"

"I-I don't think it's weird at all." Himiko said, squeezing his arm just a little tighter.

"Uh… Thank you, but it is a bit weird." He shook his head, "Nevermind."

-x-

"A ticket for 'Troubles of a Tender Heart'." Bakugo said, slamming his hand and the banknote in it on the counter."

"Alright." The man said, blinking after a moment, "Uh, just one?"

"Yeah, why?"

"It's more of a… couples movie, see."

"Makes sense. Now give me that ticket." Bakugo growled. The man shrugged and pulled out the piece of paper, that Bakugo promptly snatched out of his hand, marching off.

The room he entered had almost every pair of seats occupied by a couple, looking at each other with lovey dovey expression that made Bakugo wish he could just turn around and leave. With a sigh, he walked up to his seat, in an oddly empty row.

He sighed again as the trailers of movies he would be watching with a lot more interest went bye, keeping an eye on the entrance, with no trace of Deku and the bitch, or of Gas Guy, Horns and Earlobes. He tapped his fingers on his knee. Something was really off here.

"Excuse me?" A girl looked at him. She was tall, event taller than he was, with an enormous ponytail of raven black hair.

"What do you want, Ponytail?" Bakugo asked.

"I-I think you are on my seat…" She stammered, "And, uhm, if you could stand up?"

He blinked, taking back out the ticket, before looking at the number of his seat and the row. "No, this is my seat." He said, handing her the ticket so she could see."

Momo blinked, "That's odd, I could have sworn my ticket said…" She paused, before passing a hand over her face, "Oh my god." She sat down next to him.

"That your seat?" He asked, half annoyed and half curious, taking a sip of his cola while distractedly glancing at the entrance. He hated to admit it, but Horns was right, it wasn't a movie without a soda and some popcorn.

"I think my dad discreetly booked the entire row and then handed me a random ticket." She said with a whisper. Bakugo inhaled. Big mistake, because that made the soda rush up the strow and directly down his throat.

"The whole fucking thing?!" He asked, looking left and right. Sure enough, even if the other seats were cramped, their row still had only them sitting in it.

"I guess there was some problem and they gave you a ticket for this row despite it being booked, mister…" She looked at him, clearly awaiting an introduction.

"Katsuki Bakugo." He said, tapping his finger. The movie was about to start and still no sign of Deku and his group. "So, is your dad worried about you or something?"

She sighed, "I think he believes I am a bit… naïve. I grew up very sheltered, so I'm a bit… unused to interacting with my peers, I suppose." She blushed a bit, "It's the first time in a month and a half that I speak in person with someone my age, actually."

Bakugo grunted what could have passed as a way to assent and noticed the movie was about to start, the last messages quickly flashing on the screen. Where the fuck was…

Then he realized.

The weird way of speaking of Horns. The fact they just happened to talk near him. "That fucking asshole…" He hissed, barely resisting the urge to shout. He wanted to storm out of the room, but the movie was starting already, some stupid music beginning to play, and leaving now would disturb the audience.

What? He wasn't some asshole. With an angry glare he started munching on the popcorn. He hoped Deku would just choke on his. Ideally along with the bitch.

-x-

"Izuku, you just shivered again." Himiko pointed out.

"I-I will admit this time around I think it's th-the movie. Are you s-sure this is what you want to watch?" He whimpered.

"Yep. Toxic Chainsaw Massacre IV: the Final Chainsaw." She smiled wildly, "They said it's the bloodiest movie we could buy a ticket for…" She was panting slightly, which made Izuku pause.

"You really like horror movies."

"Oh, yeah. Horror movies. That's what I like." She replied, nodding.

"Uhm, are you guys ok with this?" Izuku asked, looking at the others. Pony was already pale as a sheet, staring at the poster in exposition next to the entrance like that was enough to scare her. Melissa looked like she was considering just bolting. Jiro and Masuchan were the only people unaffected.

"Eh, the goriest was Toxic Chainsaw Massacre II: Engine Resurrection anyway." Jiro pointed out, "They can't outdo that."

"No way, Toxic Chainsaw Massacre III: Blood and Chainsaw was far bloodier." Mustard shot back.

"Too much, it looked almost like comedy at times."

"You both like these movies?" Izuku interrupted.

"There is a cool anime based on Toxic Chainsaw." Masuchan explained.

"And the score of the movies is always great. The credits music is usually from Deep Dope too, and this one is not exception." Jiro said, with a smile.

That didn't make Izuku feel any surer the movie night would go well. To be fair, neither seemed Melissa and Pony reassured.

'Dammit White Day.'

-x-

Bakugo was not having fun. Specifically because, for all his effort, he couldn't ignore the two biggest hurdles he was experiencing. One, the movie sucked. Hard. The plot was trying desperately to throw around exposition as much as possible to cut minutes from what, he assumed, was a far longer series.

The second was that most people in the theater were clearly less interested in watching said movie and more interested in making sure their partner's tonsils were in good condition with their tongue. There was a lot of kissing going on down there.

He glanced at Ponytail, who was blushing hard as she moved her eyes from the movie down to the people kissing and then back to the screen. The vicious cycle was starting to make her reach uncomfortable levels of blush.

Fucking extras, couldn't even handle a bit of movies and smooching.

"Sooo…" She asked suddenly in a whisper, "What do you think of the movie?"

For a moment, Bakugo wondered if this was her way to hit on him or something, but no, she was genuinely asking. And probably wanted to distract herself from the fact the couple in the row in front of them sounded like two suction cups stuck together and trying to pry themselves apart. Except they weren't, they were actually going in- Alright, Bakugo needed a distraction too, fuck it.

"It's garbage." He replied, and noticed her eyes fall.

"I-I see."

"What, you like it? How?" He asked.

"Oh, uhm, I guess I love those characters? And granted this isn't the best movie with them, let alone properly in general but… I'm kind of a big fan of Troubles of a Tender Heart." She smiled weakly, "B-But I get this movie isn't good. It's just unfortunate, they could have risked more…"

"The characters are fine, it's the plot that's garbage." Katsuki replied.

"You… Think so?"

"Well yeah, look at them. Rosy Cheeks there is a good character, and Cat Ears over there is good." He said, pointing at the two characters on the screen right now."

"Makoto and Nekomi?"

"Yeah, and the main male character is fun too. Whenever he isn't being a little shit." He shook his head, "The plot is garbage though. They explain so much."

"I know right?! Ponytail nodded back, "They are all so lovable, but this is probably the worst way to experience it for the first time.

"It just makes me mad. You have some good ass romance character and waste them in this shit of a plot. The setting isn't even a problem, so why the fuck would you try to just make in less time… what are those, twelve episodes?"

"Yes! Twelve episodes, forced into this short a movie."

"That's shit. This was bound to be a train wreck from day one." He grunted, "Not that this sappy crap was interesting to begin with."

"I-I wouldn't say that. Even if you don't like romance, surely at least the characters can be interesting enough to keep your interest up." Ponytail replied, and Bakugo snarled.

"Maybe. So, what's the deal with this whole flower thing?" He asked, pointing at the screen, "They have mentioned a couple of times that now."

"Oh, right, uhm, they cut an episode in which the focus is on the main protagonist gifting a flower to his love interest."

Bakugo groaned, "Then why reference it at all?! The fuck?!"

"Hey you two, quiet down!" A voice called from the front.

"Shut the fuck up! You have been practicing mouth to mouth from minute two, so don't pretend you give a shit about the movie!"

"Fuck you man!"

"Want to come up here and say that you piece of shit?!"

"M-Mister Bakugo, please calm down…" Ponytail muttered, and he turned toward her. The girl was pulling his shirt slightly to force him back on the seat, something he did by basically slamming himself on it, still glaring.

"Fuck this." He mumbled, and went back to watch the movie, hearing Ponytail sigh in relief.

'This is all Deku's fault. I hope his movie sucks.'

-x-

"I'll cleave you in two and use your guts to show other Pros what it means to face a real Villain." The Chainsaw roared.

"No… No… Nooooarhggg…" The Pro shouted as the chainsaw entered his body in a rain of gore, blood and guts exploding outwards in all direction.

"Meh." Mustard shook his head.

"Yeah, I've seen worse." Jiro launched a handful of popcorn in her mouth.

"I-Is it over?" Pony asked, trembling on her seat, her hands over her face and her knees over her hands. "D-Did he finally kill him?"

"Wait… Wait… Wait…" Mustard stared at the spectacle of slasher horror unfolding on the screen, waiting, then the scene finally cut, "Alright, scene over."

Pony hesitantly moved her legs back down and opened one of her hands, her eye staring at the screen where two detectives were staring at what looked like a pool of dried blood, discussing who the next victim could be. She sighed in relief, "H-How much more will the movie last?"

"Ninety minutes." Jiro replied, "We have had the starting murder, the double fight and now the brutal assault. If everything goes to script, now there is a fifteen minutes lull, as Toxic Chainsaw prepares his next attack and the detectives track him down, and then the large fight starts."

Pony whimpered again, "H-How are Melissa and the boss doing?"

Jiro and Mustard turned to look at the other three and snorted.

Melissa had her face buried in Izuku's shoulder and flank. Most people would have argued that was the objective of watching an horror movie, except that Izukun's face was buried in Himiko's shoulder.

"So much for the brave Hero…" Mustard commented.

"Uh, I'm more worried about Himiko. I don't think salivating that much is normal." Jiro replied, pointing to the girl. True enough, her mouth was hanging a bit open and trickles of saliva where descending from it, down her chin and falling on her lap. Mustard looked at her, a bit worried. He hadn't really considered that her urges might come up with a movie, but the Toxic Chainsaw Massacre series was pretty realistic.

He stood up and slid next to her, luckily to an empty seat. Glancing at Izuku, he leaned in and whispered. "You ok?"

"Just getting a bit thirsty." She answered, grabbing the soda she had bought and downing it all. It was placebo at best, but Mustard and Himiko both hoped it would keep her calm longer.

"If it goes too far, just go to the bathroom, you have the thermos."

Himiko nodded, and Mustard stood back up. "Yeah, she is alright." He said, sighing. Hopefully she actually would be.

-x-

"Dammit, I want to watch the movie!" Banjo shouted, slamming his fist on the chair, "And instead we only get glimpses and a view of the girl's arm. Grow a spine Nineth!" He pointed at the sphere of black fog.

"Yeah this won't make our subscribers count go up." En commented with a deadpan look, before the other vestiges threw specially materialized pillows at him, making him chuckle.

"Can we just shut him up somehow?" The Second asked.

"Good luck with that." Nana muttered.

"What did you say, apprentice?" En asked.

"Nothing, nothing." She waved her hand, "I surrender."

"Just as I thought."

-x-

The rest of the movie night went by without incident. Izuku didn't really watch much of the movie – and Masuchan wasn't going to let go how the night went any time soon – but neither did Melissa and Pony, so at least half the Green Valley Chat could share in his misery.

Still, it seemed Himiko, Masuchan and Jiro had liked it a lot, and that was what mattered. Himiko actually seemed very relaxed, especially after the movie ended and she went to freshen up in the bathroom.

That wasn't going to last, unfortunately.

For over a month, Izuku had danced around the subject of his Quirk. Jiro and Pony had never brought it up, and as the only two members of the group that had seen him use it, there wasn't much of a chance in general.

"Something on your mind Izuku?" Melissa asked.

Izuku thought for a moment. "Yeah, I need to tell you guys something. Or well, to you two."

Masutaro raised an eyebrow, and Himiko looked a bit worried. "Something bad?" Masuchan asked.

"Not really, just…" He took a deep breath, "I want to be honest with you two. My Quirk has appeared."

They both stared at him for a long moment. Then Masuchan spoke.

"And?"

"What? But I… I told you I was Quirkless before!"

"Oh yeah, my dad told me too." Melissa said.

"Was that a lie?" Himiko asked, and the look she gave him was exactly why Izuku had hesitated to tell her. Himiko had clearly worries about her Quirk, and he had soothed them by revealing he was Quirkless. And he was, but now he wasn't, and…

"Alright, alright, your mumbling spoke for you." Masuchan said, giving him a friendly pat on the head with the side of his hand, "So your Quirk came up?"

"Yeah, I kind of… jumped and punched a giant robot? I didn't expect it would happen, it sort of went on instinct."

"That was your first time using your Quirk?!" Jiro shouted. Izuku nodded, "Yeah I… It kinda happened, you know?"

"You just happened to punch a giant robot?!"

"… Yes?"

"Damn." Pony said, "The boss is a badass."

"So you really never used it before?" Masuchan asked.

"Yeah. It's actually hard to get the hang of it, I only used it that one time and I broke my arm and both my legs."

"Wow."

"Question." Himiko asked, "Was there blood?"

"I… Well, yes? My arms kind of imploded, there would be some…"

"Izuku." She put both her hands on his shoulders, "I love your Quirk already. It's amazing."

"Th-Thank you?" He smiled, and felt some tears swell up, "Y-You have no idea how important that is to me. I was so worried you would think I lied to you…"

"It would be a pretty dumb lie to tell." Masuchan pointed out, "We could have just asked your mom, your dad, or anyone that knew you long enough."

"I know, but I was still worried." He sighed, "Well, that is that. Our theory is that a mix of the tension for the exam and my training was what caused it to emerge."

-x-

"That's a good cover." Shinomori commented, "Smart thinking. Stress induced awakenings are a thing, it's not that unbelievable for a dormant Quirk to appear."

"He just told the daughter of All for One he suddenly developed a strength Quirk, how is that a good cover?! All for One will see right through it!" The Second shouted.

"… I forgot she was his daughter."

Every other vestige stared at him. "Shinomori, how did you forget that?" Nana finally asked.

"It's been a month, I kinda got used to it!"

-x-

"Well, if your big secret is out of the way…" Masuchan said.

Izuku chuckled awkwardly, "Ahah, yeah, no bigger secrets here..."

"What?"

"Nothing."

"Excellent." He smiled. They waved at Melissa as she walked away, to go catch her train, accompanied by Pony on Izuku's insistence. He trusted she could handle herself, but he wasn't about to let a girl walk to the station alone. He would have accompanied her, but he was fairly sure that wouldn't have been a proper boyfriend behavior.

"Oh hey, dad is here." Masuchan commented. Izuku was about to ask how he knew before he heard the screeching of tires followed by a car drifting to make a turn and then rushing toward them, stopping on the road so suddenly the back jumped up a bit.

"Hello, Midoriya." The masked man that went by Mister Compress said, bowing slightly.

"Hello mister Saiko."

"Please call me Sako in public. It's a small thing, but it helps our dear Masutaro keep his identity a secret."

Izuku already knew about the Shigaraki/Shimura switch for Himiko – a sensible decision, since her dad was a villain, and after all his dad did the same – but he almost always forgot that Masutaro had a similar, even if simpler, change. A different kanji, and Saiko became Sako.

"Of course, sir, I'm sorry."

"No harm was done. Come on kids, get on."

The two opened the door, and immediately spotted Tomura sitting in the back. The man was gripping viciously the seats with four fingers while keeping the pinky up and muttering what sounded like a stream of curses at the man's driving skills.

"Oh hello Tomura!" Izuku said.

"H-Hi." He said, doing his best to sit back down properly and pretend he was perfectly fine with the driving skills of Mister Compress.

"Tomura here just had a meeting with a few people he wants to hire, so I picked him up. Kurogiri would have done it but he is busy."

"What is he doing?" Masutaro asked.

"I don't know, something about taking the doctor's grandson to his grandpa's workplace."

"That's good for him."

"Yeah." Tomura grinned, "A life-changing experience. Let's go now."

Himiko and Masutaro both waved goodbye to Izuku, promising to meet up at least once more before UA, that was in two weeks – and oh gosh, in two weeks he would be at UA! – before the car went from 0 to 100 in five seconds and disappeared down the road.

"How has he not crashed that car yet?" Jiro asked, "I mean, it's pretty amazing, but..."

"I have no idea." Izuku shook his head, "Well, should we go too?"

"Sure." Jiro nodded, "You know, you didn't have to worry that much. They are your friend and your girlfriend. They wouldn't ditch you just because you didn't know about your Quirk. That kind of drama only happens in movies. I mean, you'd have to be a super egocentric moron to think someone would purposefully hide a Quirk from you when there are no reasons to.

"I… I guess, yeah. In hindsight, I was worried over nothing. Well, at least now I've told everyone important." He said, as the two started walking toward the station too.

-x-

"What is it, mister Bakugo?" Yaoyorozu asked as the two walked out of the cinema.

"I don't know, I feel like someone just ignored me." He said.

"I don't think anyone in the cinema has ignored you."

"True. Well, good night Ponytail." Bakugo said, turning right.

"Goodbye." She said, before suddenly remembering, "Oh. And check out the anime and manga, they are both better!" She added, half-shouting to make sure Bakugo heard her.

"Yeah, yeah." He waved without turning, walking with a slouched posture down the road. She shook her head. Mister Bakugo was an odd guy, but she supposed he was at least a good listener. Whenever he wasn't cursing everyone in a fifty meters radius.

'Well, I'll probably never see him again.' She thought, as her chauffeur pulled by.

"Good evening miss Yaoyorozu." Her butler said, exiting the car and opening her door, "Was the movie of your liking."

Momo entered, sitting down in her usual seat, the butler following after her and closing the door. "It was ok. They did their best with the time they had, I suppose."

"I see." The man nodded, and Momo sighed, knowing he didn't really. Truth was, she liked that story mostly because her favorite fanfiction by MyHeartIsAFurnaceWinkWink was set in that universe. The fact those minor characters had been cut from the movie, even if understandable, stung a bit.

"I would ask father to not try to book the entire row next time, but I know he will." She added.

The butler smiled with what looked to be sympathy, even if Momo was never quite sure if he meant it or if he was putting up a façade. He worked for her father, after all, not for her. "By the way, your father mentioned he'd like to talk to you about a new possible engagement he is considering for you-"

"No." Momo said firmly, "I will marry for love, I told him already."

The butler sighed, "You understand this is cause of concern for him…"

"I understand father is worried about my future, but I believe I am smart enough to not fall for someone that doesn't deserve my hand in marriage."

The man looked at her, then slowly nodded. "Very well, miss Yaoyorozu, I will inform your father. Hopefully, UA High School will prove the right place to find someone. All of the children there come from respectable families, after all. I'm sure your father will approve of any student from there."

Momo nodded, feeling a smile growing. Yes, she would definitely find love at UA. And whoever they were, they were bound to be a good, positive, and honest person.

-x-

Jiro sneezed, as she accompanied Izuku to the station.

-x-

Bakugo sneezed, missing slightly a can he was kicking down the road. The boy made to ask her if she was ok, but a moment later sneezed as well.

-x-

A girl with green hair sneezed as she observed the picture of a boy with green hair.

-x-

Momo sneezed. Darn allergies, march was always a bit rough on her with all the pollen. Yet, she smiled. UA was going to be fun, she was sure of it.

(xx)

Sips Momo time.

UA Next week, can't believe we made it this far. For the White Day date I went the humor way. I felt that having every 'group date' be a very important moment made it a bit odd. After all, this is a group outing, they won't always get to be alone. Sometimes, they will just be a group of friends that goes out to watch a movie, eat popcorn and get stalked by an angry pomeranian.

Normal things.

Someone said Mustard best character in last chapter's reviews. I don't disagree, my boy has gone a long way.

I wonder what people think I'm setting up. BakuMomo? MomoJirou? IzuMomoToga? MomoGreenGirl? All? I'm just fucking with the readers?

Well, wait and see, I suppose. See you next week.