So here is chapter 13! It didn't turn out exactly how I wanted it to but I tried hard on it! This chapter has 9931 words without Author's notes! Hope everyone enjoys it!

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"Wow, wow, wow, baby doll! They did what? Both of them?" Hizashi eeped. Looking a mixture between ready to pass out and panicked. Okay that was absolutely not what he was expecting... Deep breaths Hizashi. He came to you... You gotta' be supportive. Be grateful it wasn't Bakugou or something. That brat was going to be so pissed when he found out. Positivity for my baby. Yeah, at least they were okay boys. Sweet to his baby doll.

"I-I know I should have told you earlier... but-but I wasn't even really sure what to think! I didn't know... they liked me like-like that. I don't know what to do and or who to pick! I Just...I don't want to hurt either of them and couldn't bare-bare if they didn't want to at least be friends with me anymore!" Harry babbled. "I-I think I might l-like them both... like that. T-to!" He admitted in a tiny voice.

"Oh... whoa... Um... well I'm... I'm not really sure why you came to me about this sweetie... Though I'm really glad you did!... You do... realize that I am totally no help with this sort of stuff, though... right?... I mean." Hizashi ran a hand through his loose hair. "Tryin' to pick yourself... one. I liked your mom I went for it... Your mom and I liked your dad so we're you know... with him. I can't see myself without both of them. It's... considered a bit odd in this day and age with practically everyone havin' a quirk now, as it was practiced way more when quirks started comin' about that 500 or so years ago... but it's still acceptable with older people... And even if it wasn't who cares? Don't tell your mom I'm telling you any of this... But if you like both," Hizashi gave Harry a cheeky grin. "Then why not wrangle up both of them?" He said, in a conspiratorial tone of voice. The man affectionately ran a hand through his son's hair.

The blond did his best not to show how shaken he was. What the hell was he getting his son into? "I mean.. I would really think on it. Don't rush into things! But.. If you decided, you might... want to- well if you go down that path it doesn't hurt to snatch both up. Just remember that we'll all be here for you if you need us." Hizashi reassured smiling at his son. He was dying, totally dying on the inside. What the hell was he supposed to do? His baby was way too young to be dating!

Hizashi was so ready to have a meltdown. Why did he had to be the cool dad? How did cool dad's deal with situations like this? Shouta was going to freak out so bad! And no way would he tell poor Toshi what was going on. Hizashi was not going to be the reason that the frail man ended up in the hospital again! No Shouta would get the honors this time. His poor manly muffin. Ugh, his poor Shouta baby!

"O-okay Daddy... This is just... between us, right? I really don't want to stress Dad out. He's just been so stressed out lately and I really don't want to make him sick." Harry said worriedly. He was sure such news would completely freak his poor dad out. Harry didn't want to be the reason he got sick again.

Hizashi sucked in a pained breath forcing a grin on his face. "Of course, baby!" He said in false cheer as he shrieked on the inside.

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Hizashi did not keep his promise... or well he wouldn't have if he had gotten the chance to talk to his beautiful men... Sadly, the pair were already asleep when he headed to bed. Shouta in what looked to be a sleeping bag/snuggie combo laying crossways on the bed. Toshinori sprawled out with a blanket over his lower half and a book loosely held in his hand and the light on next to him. Even freaking out like he was he couldn't help but to smile affectionately at the sight. His heart absolutely swelling to bursting with adoration and fondness.

Hizashi couldn't help but feel blessed by some deity or something, getting to have those two in his life and their... at the moment... heart attack inducing problem child. Hizashi let out a stressed breath of air before pulling Toshi's blanket up and putting the man's book on the night stand before turning off the light and heading to his own side and carefully moved Shouta before taking off his glasses and clicking his own light off. Trying his best to not think about what he had just learned and... encouraged. Shouta was going to freak! Toshi was going to freak! What the hell did he just start?

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"Wow! What's all of that on you?" Kirishima asked, after brushing away his shell-shocked expression from hearing Todoroki and Midorya's declarations of war. He nearly sprung up to take a look at the strange black bands covering Harrison's arms. Concern clear on his face.

"Oh, um these?" Harry squeaked. "Well.. They are supposed to help control my quirk and its output!... If... it gets out of control then the Support team said that they should be able... to keep it controlled enough that I shouldn't be able to do much damage." Harry explained, embarrassed as he tugged at the tight rubber like ring around his wrist. It was a bit uncomfortable to wear. Pushing into his still tender flesh. His cast had just been removed that morning.

"They don't look very comfortable." Mineta pointed out with a frown.

"It's just my arm... it still isn't 100% that's all." Harry admitted.

"Why don't you take them off then? At least until we have to participate?" Sero asked.

"They're fine. I just need to get use to them"

"Harrison. I am relieved that you have arrived. I was worried." A familiar voice called to him. Warm red eyes latched on.

No no no! Harry paled. He could not be dealing with this when he already had so much else to deal with! Harry panicked and quickly walked out of the room doing his best to pretend he hadn't heard the other boy. He just needed a bit away from the other boy to straighten his priorities. He needed to go grab his juice anyway.

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He couldn't believe Katsuki did that! Not just in front of the whole school but the world! This was so embarrassing. Harry was sure he would die from the second-hand embarrassment he was experiencing any minute. He would just keel over, he was certain of it!

"Shouldn't you slow down on drinking that, Har-chan? With all of this physical activity we will be doing it could make you puke!" Izuku nervously muttered, his expression unsure but not unkind.

"Midorya is right. You have been drinking quite a bit. Have you allowed yourself to become dehydrated? I know that you do not always do your best at caring for your health." Iida fretted like an over protective mother.

Harry blushed, "No... It just.. Well... tastes better than it usually does to me for some reason... I don't know... maybe I am dehydrated?" Harry shrugged, taking another sip of the liquid. Frankly he rather pretend that he was focusing on his juice than have the slightest chance of interacting with Fumikage or Shinsou. Harry ignored the odd tingling in his skin and the anxiety that was building in him. It was natural after all.

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Harry felt irritated beyond belief as he allowed his quirk to burn through the head of the robot that would have crushed him otherwise. His vision blurred for a moment before righting again. His quirk writhed under his skin like an itch that couldn't be scratched without tearing ones one skin off. Why was it ugh! Harry held back the urge to claw off his skin and bands. Tears nearly forming in his eyes. His throat began to burn with the need to drink something and his quirk felt like insects under his skin because of the restriction of the bands. It wasn't like that before! It didn't matter though because-because he would make his parents proud of him. This... it had to be just stage fright or something!

"And Harrison's in 5th! Yeeeah!"

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"Wow! Your quirk is amazing Harr'! Like super cool! You should probably ease up on it though... like before it starts making you sick." Denki said, his grin slowly sliding off of his face at Strange look on Harrison's face. "Hey... are.. You okay?"

"I need to get something to drink. You need anything?" Harry asked, clearly distracted as he swallowed the cottony feeling the best be could in his mouth.

"What no, what are you doing the next game is about to be spun!" Denki called, he rolled his eyes, "Shouldn't be using her quirk that much."

"I'm starting ta' feel a bit worried about her... She isn't acting like herself, ya know?" Mineta pointed out. "I swear her fingers are startin' ta do tha' twitchy thing."

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"What!"

"Sorry! My quirk is... well... Too dangerous to be of any help as support to anyone." Harry explained. Not mentioning the throbbing headache he had or his strange disorienting clawing of his quirk. The only thing great about it was that it distracted him from his debilitating fear of the crowd watching. He hardly even noticed them anymore.

"Times up! I hope everyone has figured out what they are going to do by now. If you haven't, oh well you don't have anytime left!~" Midnight announced, a sadistic grin on her face. "You may-"

"Wait, Harrison doesn't have a team." Bakugou pointed out.

Harry paled. "It's fine. I-"

"Harrison! Look at me." His mother growled from the commentary booth. "Just get with a team." Shouta said, looking at him with a strange almost worried expression.

"I'll take him." Shinsou immediately spoke up. Getting an almost stricken look from Harry.

"Come on now! We don't have all day!" Midnight insisted cracking her whip.

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"Please hear me out." Shinsou said almost conversationally after snatching another head band.

Harry hardly heard a word the other boy said as he sat panicking in his own little world. Tears were ready to burst from his eyes at the whole situation. And to make it even worse his throat was absolutely on fire. And everything was beginning to twist and warp into terrifying dark monstrous things.

The moment everything was over Harry was rushing to the locker rooms. The need to get another bottle all consuming. just as his name was announced. A strange cloudy and almost confused feeling was beginning to settle firmly over the teen as he made his way onto the field once Iida frantically told him it was his turn. To be truthful he felt so foggy and full of cotton he hadn't even heard his name being announced. The crowd turning into thousands of twisted and grotesque creatures before his very eyes. Harry had to force back a fearful whimper.

"Oh, you finally decided to show up. I'm soooo honored!" A blond mocked grinning at Harrison. "Thirsty are we?" He asked as Harrison stumbled onto stage, drinking the last of his juice in a few short gulps.

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Moenma was quick to use his friend's Air solidification quirk as Harry lunged for him, finger tips glowing green along with his eyes which his pupils had turned to animal like slits. The smell of the strawberries and sweetness on the boy's breath made Harrison salivate in want. Effortlessly imploding the borrowed quirk's ability into a raging ball of heated air over and over again until the other boy was too exhausted to move from where he had fallen. Suffering from burns, shocks, and bruises.

Harry left the stage before anything was even declared, shoulders hunched. He could hardly hear the yells of confusion and outrage from the excited heroes and patrons. He was too thirsty to even care at that point, Harrison's quirk doing its best to spark across his skin as he made his way down the hallway to his bag.

Harry growled throwing the drink container to the side, irrationally angry. Tears welling up in his eyes. Why didn't it taste right? It was disgusting. He snatched up his last one and spat the liquid out immediately. Ready ball his eyes out he was so frustrated.

Harry stumbled to the locked café refrigerator down the hallway. Only vaguely noticing that his quirk was active. He heard a frightening clunk and a red-hot dripping hunk of metal and warped glass was suddenly in the wall behind him. How did that happen? He wondered shaking his head.

Harry forced his mind from that once the 100% unsweetened strawberry juice came into reach. It was like all control of self was lost as it came into sight. Harry tore the top off and drank throwing that bottle to the side as well gagging at the taste. Repeatedly he snatched and drank but none of it tasted right! He quickly found himself sobbing as his body burned.

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"What the? That's weird." Shinsou muttered out loud. Harrison's juice bottles. Why were they all over the floor though? He grabbed them intending to throw them away but paused. What was that grainy stuff and why did it smell... so sickeningly sweet? That stuff always smelled good but not disgustingly sweet or anything. Shinsou stuck his finger in the bottle... wondering if he should be doing what he was doing but went through with it anyways. Shinsou stuck his juice covered finger into his mouth and sputtered. Sugar. It was sugar!

Why would there be sugar in Harrison's juice though? His family didn't even have any at home... Shinsou remembered Mr. Aizawa saying that he didn't even want the temptation in the house with how Harrison reacted to it. He paled as the memory of Harrison drinking more and more of his juice almost like he couldn't control himself and how his behavior began to quickly deteriorate that day... Had-had someone poison him intentionally? No matter what was going on he needed to find someone to help immediately!

"What the hell are you doing in here extra?" Bakugou grumbled eying the mess on the floor.

"That doesn't matter." Shinsou growled, trying not to react to the other boy. "Harrison's been sabotaged, we need to find a teacher or something." He said, holding up a bottle with a pile of pink wet sugar at the bottom of it.

"What the fuck's that?" Bakugou snarled ready to kill someone like always. "What the hell are you sayin'?"

"It's sugar." Shinsou reluctantly explained. Mildly pained at the need to explain such things to the other boy.

"What-what the hell? How the fuck did that happen? Is that why she's acting so fucking weird? But why would someone do that? She's not even a threat to getting to the top. She's got a good quirk, but she didn't even want to participate!" Bakugou ranted.

"It doesn't really even matter we need to find Harrison and get Mr. Aizawa!" Shinsou insisted impatiently. Already done with the other boy's crap. He was ready to just use his brainwash quirk on him to go get help and to go and find Harrison himself. Shinsou wasn't sure how Harrison was able to deal with the other boy.

"Yeah, fine you find Harry's mom. I'll go find her." Bakugou insisted.

"Yeah... no I think I-" Shinsou paused when a loud earsplitting bang almost seemed to pierce through their very bodies.

"Shit!" Bakugou barked, quick to get out of the locker room, Shinsou right behind him. "We need to find her now!" Bakugou hissed. Rage and worry filling him. That had obviously been a product of Harry's quirk. He was sure of it. Shit. He didn't want to deal with the useless extra, but he guessed he could be of some use to get Recovery Girl. He still couldn't believe someone would do something like that to Harrison. It was hard for even him to get pissed off at her in anyway and it wasn't like 'she' had done anything to anger anyone. He would have suspected that it was her quirk or something if he didn't already know what a fuck fest that was to deal with. Harrison was just too sweet and gentle for anyone to hate her. That's why he was even angrier that some ass did that to 'her'! Damn bastards when he got a hold of them they would be sorry!

They did find Harrison with dozens of melting bottles around him and a crazed expression on his face. Pinkish saliva trickling rivers down his chin. None of it tasted right. None of it! Harry rubbed at the saliva coating his arm in the overly thick slime. At least he had found this stashed away his quirk tingled excitedly under his skin as the sweet scent filled his nose.

"Up next is Todoroki Vs. Moenma my listeners! By the way if anyone has seen the adorable Dark haired little muffin that had been fightin' earlier please notify one of the staff it's pretty important, ya all dig?" Rung through the speakers in the room. Startling the pair of worried teens into looking away for but a moment.

"What the hell are you doing? Are-are you crazy?" Bakugou shrieked once his focus was back on Harrison. Watching in disgust and horror as Harrison began gulping sugar right out of the bag wetting it with one of the last remaining bottles of juice. "Are you out of your mind?" The blond snarled lunging forward. He sputtered and hissed as Shinsou yanked him back.

"Idiot! You try to take it away while Harrison's like this and you'll get fried! Go get Mr. Aizawa!" Shinsou demanded.

"What did you say Ext-" The blond's eyes clouded over.

Shinsou scuffed, "I should have done this sooner." The lavender haired teen grumbled to himself. Darting desperate eyes over at Harrison who wasn't slowing down.. Now go and find Mr. Aizawa and tell him that Harrison needs him. Then lead him here." Shinsou ordered. "Be fast!"

After that Shinsou focused on Harry. "You can hear me, can't you? You need to stop eating that. It will-will kill you!" Shinsou said, his tone commanding but gentle he could feel himself tremble. His eyes burned with the need to release tears, but he wouldn't allow himself to. Shinsou gritted his teeth together. The bitterness that usually filled him at thinking about the people in the hero courses flooded his system. Instead it was towards himself though. Useless. Why was he so useless? It wasn't right, it wasn't fair! And what good was he if he couldn't even help the person he loved?

"Harrison!" Aizawa's voice cut through the teen's self-depreciating thoughts.

Shinsou must have really been in his own thoughts as Harrison was now throwing things aside to presumably try to find more sugar as his quirk seemed to have burst the bag to flames. Spilling quite a bit of the sugar on the floor in a shiny blackened puddle.

Aizawa quickly swiveled to glower at Shinsou. "Why didn't you have him tell me it was sugar?! I have never seen him anywhere near this bad!" The man exclaimed, wide eyed. Shinsou swore the saw the man's lip tremble for a moment. "Tell me. Tell me exactly what happened."

"I-I noticed Harry was acting weird... He was getting more and more irritable and just... not him. He wouldn't stop obsessing over his juice to... I went to go find him after he just walked out on his match like that... and the bottom of his juice bottles were full of sugar... all but two." Shinsou explained, watching Harrison helplessly.

"W-what?!... He... he was poisoned." The man quickly deduced, looking ready to be sick. He had thought his son had been behaving strangely as he watched throughout the day. His gut had told him that something was wrong but... but he had convinced himself it was just nerves and stage fright.

"Yeah... I thought the same thing."

Shouta shook his head. He needed to get out of his own head and help his obviously absolutely delirious son. He would need Recovery girl. How could something feel so wrong and he just ignored it? Why did he ignore his instincts? No way of changing that now. Shouta told himself. "Hitoshi. Get recovery girl. Harrison... sweetie. Can you understand me?" He asked, carefully approaching the teen trying to sound as friendly and none threatening as possible with the wild look in his son's eyes. He held out his hands. "It's okay. Everything will be okay. I promise. See safe?" He cooed as Harry's eyes finally locked on him fearfully backing away and making nervous whines of confusion and unsureness as his quirk sparking dangerously around him.

"It's... momma Harrison. I won't hurt you. I'm sure you're scared but you are doing so well." The man crooned, gradually getting closer and closer as Harrison's quirk eased up a little. Aizawa smiled reassuringly. Even as he felt like falling apart at the terror and lack of recognition in his boy's eyes. "It's okay... baby."

"Stop kid! Don't do that!" Came through loud and clear over Present Mic's commentary droning through the speakers. Sending a strange sense of dread through Shouta. His hand froze as Harrison suddenly began to writhe, glowing like a supernova.

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"I'll just have-have to use this quirk against you, won't I? I was saving this for going up against that Bakugou bastard but... well what's worse than being destroyed by your classmate's quirk? I bet that will knock you down a few pegs class A superstar!" The boy laughed, pulling out a strand of long black hair.

"Wait!" Was a lone horrified cry barely audible from the stands.

"Don't be so worried, that Kid down there belongs to Endeavor!" A young-looking hero dressed in blue and green said.

Several other's nodded in agreement with him.

Toshinori shook his head, trying his best to get past the crowd to the stairs. "No-you-… no one gets it!" He said in a panicked tone of voice. "I'm not worried about Todoroki, I'm worried about that boy! That quirk, it will kill him!" He explained as hastily as he possibly could before managing to get past them to run his way to the announcer booth.

"Wait what?" Several heroes exclaimed in a jumbled panic.

"Get him to stop he's got a strand of Harrison's hair!" Toshinori quickly explained.

"Shit!" Hizashi sprang to his feet. "Stop kid, don't do that!" He shrieked, rattling the glass of the commentary booth.

It was instantaneous. Some of the most horrific blood curdling screaming one would ever hear erupted from the stage below.

Moenma began shrieking and clawing at his skin, writhing on the ground. The skin on his arms began turning black and oozed, his eyes wide and unseeing from the absolute agony he was in as Recovery girl shuffled as quickly as she could to his side.

"You poor prideful boy!" The tiny elderly woman cooed. Quick to take the boy to her medical tent. Recovery Girl would need to get a helicopter in. The woman was sure that even she couldn't take care of injuries like that. He would likely even need a full blood transfusion after trying to copy such a destructive quirk... Possibly surgery on the flesh of his arms as well. He would be lucky if it didn't end up giving him permanent organ damage.

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When did he end up on the floor? One minute he was in front of Harrison the next-. The man rolled out of the way as a literally part of the wall was nearly blown up on top of him. Where was he? The electricity was everywhere but.. Harrison wasn't.

"Get the fuck up! She's gone crazy! I can't get her to stop! She-she's tearing shit up all over the place!" Bakugou growled. He would never admit it out loud, but the teen's eyes clearly screamed panic. He was still confused with what had even happened one minute he was telling sleepy Bastard what to do then the next everything was burning or being exploded, he was on the floor, and Mr. Aizawa was out cold! What the hell was going on? How did he lose control of everything?

The brunet eyed his violent student. "Go get Harrison's father, Toshinori. Try to get Ectoplasm and Possibly Midnight as well. I am unsure why Harrison is suddenly so out of control, but we will need some help calming him before he ends up accidently harming others or himself and worse that he already has." Aizawa insisted, yanking at his capture scarf.

"Wait, h-"

"Go!"

"But I can fucking help!" Bakugou snarled.

"No you can't! Harrison doesn't need a fight like some idiot villain Bakugou, he needs help! Now go, listen for once!" Aizawa snapped glaring at his student before sprinting forward.

"F-fine.. FINE I'LL FUCKING DO WHAT YOU WANT! I'M A GODDAMN HERO! I AM!" Bakugou roared. Ignoring the miniature explosions being released from his palms and the wetness running down his face. He was a hero! He would prove it!

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"Mr. Present Mic sir! Mr. Aizawa, he needs you!" Shinsou exclaimed, panting.

"Wait, slow down my boy. What is going on? Calm down." Toshinori insisted, placing a reassuring hand on Shinsou's shoulder while the teen wheezed.

"Yes, this is most worrying behavior. What has happened Mr. ... Hitoshi? Is there something wrong?" Nezu asked from his seat next to Hizashi.

Shinsou rubbed the back of his neck for a moment before straightening. "Yes!" Shinsou thrust a crumbled bottle into view. Gritting his teeth at the sight of his own hand trembling so visibly.

Toshinori's face scrunched in confusion as Hizashi's turned into a frown.

"Please bring that closer if you would?" Nezu asked politely, outstretching his paw like hands.

"H-here sir."

After only a few moments Nezu went ridged. "Toshinori, Hizashi, we need to go now. It would be a good idea to get Midnight as well though I am unsure how Harrison would react to her quirk.. It would also be a good idea to get Recovery Girl... And possibly another support hero to assist us that has some sort of healing or none threatening quirk... Though I know Harrison doesn't do well when confronted with people he doesn't know well... Too bad Mr. Kirishima is out cold at the moment. Those two seem to get along well and his quirk would be useful in protecting him... I guess we'll just have to go by this by ear then." The white furred creature mussed, climbing onto Toshinori's shoulder.

"Sir what is even going on? Young Hitoshi?" Toshinori asked voice nearly a squeak in his worry.

"We must first get past the crowd before I feel that it would be appropriate for me to speak... Am I correct Mr. Hitoshi?" The mouse/dog/Bear high breed looking creature asked almost pleasantly.

"Y-yeah. It's... it's bad." The teen said with a pained grimace. That was such an understatement that it wasn't even funny.

Hizashi was quick to announce a half time. Thankful that the match had been only moments from being over when the teen arrived even if being around him made Hizashi feel anxious and beyond awkward knowing what was going on between the boy and his son. He was too worried about Harry and Nezu's ramblings to really focus on the teen though and it made him feel a strange mixture of relief and stress.

"Young man.. Please refrain from screaming. It is causing a scene." Ectoplasm calmly explained to a fuming Bakugou.

"Are you fucking dense or an idiot? Mr. Aizawa told me to get you! I'm not leaving until you come with me!" Bakugou fumed. Everything screaming rage about him.

"Wow kid, calm down! I don't know what your deal is but you really shouldn't be going around insulting people!" A young indigo haired man with pointed ears and two sets of flared horns stressed with a disappointed frown.

Bakugou snarled, turning to chew out the other idiot before being stopped by a voice.

"That is no way to speak to other's Mr. Bakugou but Aizawa really could use your help at the moment..." Nezu said, eyeing the teacher meaningfully.

"Of... of course sir."

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"He's... much worse than I had suspected... Very destructive it was a good thing that our dear Shouta got you both to find someone when you did. Harrison surely would have ended up hurting himself or others with as much damage as I am seeing here. He had to be quite frightened for his quirk to get so out of control, poor thing." Nezu explained sympathetically. Beginning to speak again before he could be interrupted. "Why is that? Because of the sugar that he was intentionally poisoned with! As we all know, Harrison is badly affected by higher levels of processed sugar but now being completely without them for weeks and his body being convinced that he hasn't had any in years... I am sure that his body has absolutely no tolerance for it anymore in the slightest. On top of that Harrison was obviously given a ridiculous amount. And I am sure that Harrison found far more to consume as well. Leading me to the logical conclusion that he is likely completely out of his mind by this point and will need medical attention as soon as possible." Nezu exclaimed in a friendly teacherly manner even as his face looked rather grim.

Bakugou snorted, "found some sugar, you mean drank at least half a bag full?"

Toshinori choked at the teen's words. Feeling dizzy at the thought the telltale taste of copper was cloy on his tongue. Ectoplasm was hardly able to stop him from bolting down the falling apart hallway ahead.

"Toshinori, don't act so rashly. This is... this is very worrying, but we cannot go running around without a plan. Harrison's quirk is powerful enough that he could take out the stadium I am sure it is mostly contained at the moment as you yourself have told me that it seems to gain strength outdoors and in open spaces where it can work up itself to disastrous levels. I am inclined to believe that he is correct as the damage that dear Harrison caused at the USJ was much worse than nearly anything else he has done in our care." The furry creature pointed out

"He easily destroyed the track field as well in only a few moments. He still was able to reap quite a bit of destruction last month, but I am sure that Mr. Kirishima would have died if Harrison's quirk had been able to get anywhere near as strong as it actually, can get. Leading me to understand that we will need to keep him contained and inside until we can calm him down enough to hospitalize him. Harrison should also be safer as he was made to wear bands that should assist in suppressing his quirk." Nezu said, doing one of his famous long-winded speeches. Making those around him twitch.

"Alright time to leave now you two!" Nezu insisted cheerfully.

"What?! You can't fucking do this to me!" Bakugou bulked aggressively.

Shinsou snorted. "Like your obnoxious quirk is any use in this situation! If anyone should get to stay it should be me."

"Enough! The both of you." Ectoplasm growled finally unable to take any more delays or bickering. Vomiting up clone after clone. "I will find exactly where they went and use the remaining clones to start blocking off exits."

"Yes, a splendid idea."

Hizashi's stomach did an uncomfortable worried flip as he patted Toshinori's back the best he could with the height difference. "It's going to be okay Toshi, it'll be fine." He told the other blond though he felt more like he was trying to convince himself just as much as Toshinori.

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"Harrison calm down, it is going to be alright!" Shouta was all but begging at that point over the ear jarring wail of his son's quirk which was doing its best to gain strength. The brunet had a feeling that at that point Harrison's quirk was too out of control and unstable to cause any major dangers to anyone but those in his immediate area. Harrison's body was beginning to give in. The way his body practically vibrated, his stumbling, and gurgling gasps for air. This was-this was bad. He had to duck and roll as another set of lockers were sent flying.

"Aizawa! We have been looking for you, we are on our way!" The Ectoplasm clone yelled. Eyeing Harrison nervously. "He... isn't looking well." Ectoplasm said more to himself, too quiet to quite hear, tone pained and sympathetic. He had to force himself not to lunge forward when Harrison suddenly stumbled and leaned heavily on a locker. His breaths strangely gurgled, sputtering, and choking. Wait? Was that liquid?

"What is going on here?" A man's voice boomed over the noise easily, clear annoyance in the tone used.

"Endeavor?" Hizashi all but hissed as he and the other's stepped into the hallway. This was so not cool. He really didn't want to put up with him... Wait.. Shit, this was near the hero stand's entrance! "He's trying to get outside." He pointed out in a panic.

"I know! He's also been trying to damage his restriction bands. He's fully acting on instinct at the moment. Harrison told me that when he restricted his quirk before that he felt suffocated and that the compulsion to free it came to the point of irrationality." Aizawa growled, dodging a vending machine in his attempt to get closer.

"I said what is going on here?!" Endeavor had to butt in, beard flaring as he formed a fist full of fire.

"What the hell man, are you fruit loops? Put your quirk out before it sets somethin' on fire!" Hizashi shrieked, cowering from the flames that were whipping around erratically.

"You think I can't beat this brat?" The man snarled, rounding on Hizashi, even as he tried to be discreet about trying to shield his flames.

"You misunderstand Endeavor. Harrison has no control of his actions right now. He is gravely ill, and you will only get in the way of helping him. If you do anything to that child, you will be held fully responsible... publicly as well." Nezu told the man pleasantly even as his eyes held a dangerous glint to them. "Now please run along so we can calm our dear student down and get the medical attention that the poor dear needs, your presence is agitating him." He said, not even missing a beat half way through his speech when the group had to rush to cover as one of Harrison's bands snapped and green light lashed out effortlessly tearing through everything that it touched and turned the rough stone on the wall to look almost paler and glassy.

"It isn't aiming at anything." Bakugou barked.

"What?" Toshinori yelled.

"I said it isn't fucking aiming at anything! It tried attacking shit last time!" Bakugou snarled.

"That does seem to be correct... It's likely why Shouta could get so close." Nezu mussed. "His body and quirk are reacting like they... really do not even know what to do anymore. It has gotten to the point that nothing is able to communicate... Mr. Hitoshi... I... am afraid this may make things worse... the way Harrison's body and quirk seem to reject the influence of other quirks but... could you try to influence him?"

"W-what? But-but"

"It's dire. His body is going to start shutting down soon... you.. See?"

"I... understand." Shinsou said. Swallowing hard.

"Wait a minute here I am not going to just be-"

"Endeavor get rid of that damn fire hazard in your hand and.. Go upstairs and sit in your seat." Shinsou sniped, having more than enough of the man to last him a lifetime. It was exhilarating seeing the man robotically walk away. Shinsou paled a little as the man just barely avoided getting crushed by a piece of flying wall Harrison's quirk had whipped in the man's direction... Apparently, it… or well he did seem to have a little control left.

The boy let out a nervous breath and forced himself to march up as close as he dared to Harrison. He had heard Harry mumbling incoherently in response to Aizawa's attempt at gentling him. Too confused to be comforted by the man's words. Even so if he could get him to respond than he should be able to influence him no matter what he actually said. This... it felt so wrong to do. He had never even thought about using his quirk on Harrison... well he had a little when he asked Harrison out and Harrison freaked out. But still he didn't. He tried and tried but... nothing. Just nearly getting fried several times. In a last-ditch effort, he decided to bring up being in love with him again. "H-Harrison. Please just talk to me! Why won't you talk to me? I may not be that damn bird; my future might not be as cut and dry as his but I'm working hard! You changed me for the better, I am becoming a better person because of-no for you! I'd do anything for you, I-I am in love with you and you couldn't even give me a yes or no answer when I bared my soul to you, only you! All I ever think about is you and I miss you every minute you-you aren't around. I've been in love with you since the day I met you and-and please talk to me! Stop ignoring me! I-I don't want you to die! Please, just-just for once let me be your hero!" Shinsou begged, shame filling him as big fat tears ran down his face and his voice crackled. He ignored the squawks and shouts of confusion and disbelief around him.

"Shi?"

"Yeah, it's me." Shinsou said with a tearful self-deprecating smile somehow in the situation they were in his heart still swelled with adoration and devotion at that pathetic attempted at saying his name. "Now... calm down and stop... stop using your quirk."

The effect was instantiations. The bands around Harrison's arms snapped and his quirk was coming right at the Lavender haired boy, a strange enraged mindless look twisting Harrison's face. Then Harrison was falling to his knees, crumpled to the floor like a puppet with its stings cut. His quirk almost nonexistent. As he coughed and heaved up a mixture of dark red and pink liquid.

"Too much!" Aizawa hissed instantly at Harrison's side, rubbing Harry's back as he did his best to focus on his son and not on killing the shell-shocked boy in front of him.

"His body couldn't handle the strain of suddenly being able to use the full strength of his quirk." Toshinori pointed out, tearful.

"How... many bottles did he drink again Mr. Hitoshi?" Nezu asked. Oddly quiet as he eyed the fluid gushing from Harrison's mouth with an almost pinched expression.

Shinsou paled at the question clenching his teeth as he already suspected why he was asked such a thing. "At-at least a dozen."

"I was correct then.. He definitely needs his stomach pumped. Shouta make sure he stays on his side and try to encourage him to expel as much of that liquid as possible. He is drowning at the moment." Nezu said in a grave though matter of fact tone of voice.

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Nothing but light and discomfort and fear filled Harry as he woke the first time feeling like he could hardly breath. Twisted things all around him prodding and making strange sounds forcing a tube into his slack mouth and down his throat, he desperately heaved. Tears in his eyes as they forced something down the tub making his stomach viciously spasm.

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"Har-swe-e you-ak?" Harry heard in a jumbled strange mess the second time he woke or at least he was pretty sure it was the second time. It was dark, and his throat and stomach were on fire. Harry tensed, panicking at the feeling of something down his throat. Something uncomfortable forced his jaw from being able to clamp down on the offending item. Tension eased away from Harrison's body ever so slightly he closed his eyes as something ran over his head soothingly. The noises still came but instead of frightening him they calmed him.

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"How is he?"

"He's... doing better. If everything goes right they plan to lower his dosage. He hasn't reacted aggressively or destructively with his quirk for the last few days and his test results are coming up with sugar levels that are much safer and reasonable. No more hallucinations from what we can tell either." Shouta explained, voiced tired as he gently ran his hands over his son's greasy hair. "They don't think that he has any permanent damage either... we.. Thankfully caught it all just in time." The exhausted man said, a hint of a stressed smile on his face.

"Yes, that is very fortunate! I am glad we managed to help him just in time... I just wish that we could figure out exactly who did this to him though... Either way young Bakugou and Hitoshi were a great help!" Nezu said cheerfully. Not seeming to notice how his friend's body tensed and how his eyes narrowed.

"Is everything alright Shouta?" Toshinori nervously asked as he came into the hospital room, freshly cleaned and carrying in a bag full of Tupperware.

Hizashi came in behind him, carrying silverware and cups. "Yeah, is everything okay? Baby Doll doing alright? You don't look very happy Shouta baby!" Hizashi crooned, running affectionate fingers over the other man's arm. "Toshi and I brought some food if you're hungry. You can have some to... I mean if you want it sir." The blond said, speaking to the small furry creature sitting in a chair far too large for it.

Toshinori nervously fidgeted in the chair he took on the other side of Harrison's hospital bed. "Yes, we brought plenty for everyone. Hizashi made it so it's sure to be good." He said, rubbing the back of his neck awkwardly.

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The four settled into a comfortable silence for a while eating the Beef Udon with Vegetables Hizashi made. Well they did until Nezu decided to continue the earlier conversation he was having with Aizawa.

"I still can't believe that young Bakugou is in such denial that he is convinced that we were all playing some sort of sick joke on him about dear Harrison's gender. Such a strange boy!" Nezu chuckled. His face twisted into something a bit more serious after a few minutes of awkward laughter. "Mr. Hitoshi and Mr. Tokoyami seem quite worried about Harrison... I am sure that they will be happy to see him in relatively alright shape Wednesday, they will be happy to visit!"

"No!" Aizawa immediately barked. Hunching protectively over his son.

Toshinori frantically patted Hizashi on the back as when the man began to make choking noises. Managing to get him to spit out the piece of broccoli he had lodged in his throat.

"What do you mean?" Nezu asked, sounding genuinely confused.

"I don't want either of those boy's anywhere near my son! He is much too young to be dating and far too easy to pressure!" Aizawa protectively insisted.

"I completely agree! Harrison's just a baby! He doesn't know anything about... about how boys are! He definitely doesn't even like anyone like that... yet." Toshinori shuddered. "I still can't believe that none of us knew about this! Even poor Harrison, those boys would have surely taken advantage of him!" The man said in a scandalized tone of voice.

Shouta nodded along with the blond, a deep frown on his face.

Toshinori sighed, "and I thought them to be so trustworthy to!"

Hizashi anxiously scratched at the sound director around his throat. Eyes darting around suspiciously.

"Nonsense! They are very worried about him, heartbroken really! I am sure it will definitely cheer them and him up!" Nezu insisted.

"No! They will not be near him!" Toshinori insisted, going pale at the very thought of two boys interested in his baby being anywhere near him. He would never trust any of those boys in that class ever again. His innocent little baby being prayed on by perverted boys looking to get in his pants... They were all far too young to be grandparents!

"Hizashi." Shouta growled. Eyeing his odd acting man. He was definitely not telling them something.

"Well... um... I think that they should be allowed to visit. I mean... we will be here, so nothing will happen... And they both really care about Har?" Hizashi squeaked.

The brunet's eyes turned to slits. That was bullshit. Hizashi was definitely hiding something. "Hizashi." The man pressed a bit firmer, making the other man become flustered.

"O-okay. So... I was goin' to tell you somethin' but... um... well... It was the day of the Sports Festival and everything got super crazy... and well I totally forgot until just now... Just.. Just please don' be mad at me! I hate it when you take away my endearment privileges away! It's like….. taking away a part of me Shouta baby!" Hizashi whined.

The brunet crossed his arms only glancing away from the blond when Nezu left the room. His intense gaze was instantly on his obnoxious love again after that. Toshinori's was as well, just not as intimidating and intense. "We'll see Hizashi."

The blond made a pathetic keen. "Okay so... um... Har' baby told me the night before the festival what actually happened with his two friends..." Green eyes darted over to Toshinori nervously. At least... at least they were already at the hospital. Hizashi let out a deep breath. Deciding that it was best to just get it all out right away, like pulling a band aid off.

"Well... Baby doll told me that both boys had confessed to him literally within minutes of each other and he kind of um… panicked and freaked out because he wasn' expecting it at all... But the-the thing is... Har... actually... likes um... both of them that way back. And has been feeling conflicted and well... I'm pretty sure he might actually want to be with both of them..." Hizashi forced out, cringing as Toshinori began to sputter and cough up blood. "I didn't keep it from you on purpose! I promise!" Hizashi squeaked, as Shouta glared at him after getting up to rub at the hacking blond's back.

"They're revoked." Toshinori hacked, accepting the tissue offered to him with a light squeeze to the brunet's hand.

"W-what muffin?" Hizashi stuttered, confused.

"Your endearment p-privileges. They're revoked." The man insisted as he rubbed at the blood dripping from his mouth with the back of his hand.

"B-but Toshi muffin!" Hizashi immediately whined in outrage.

"No! Ugh, and I allowed my baby boy to hang out with that Tokoyami boy for months!" Toshinori groaned, holding his head with a look of pure horror on his face. It was bad enough finding out that the Hitoshi boy they had been allowing to spend the night in the same room as their sweet innocent son was completely infatuated and clearly announced it to the world. It was even worse knowing not just one, but two boys close to Harrison had actually confessed to him! Like real confessions!

"Toshi it isn't that bad!"

"Pregnancy Hizashi! I'm too young to be a grandpa! We're all too young to be grandparents!" Toshinori rounded on the man on the verge of hysterics.

Shouta raised an eyebrow at the panicking man and thoughtlessly running a hand through his shaggy hair to try and calm him. "Our son will not end up pregnant in high school... He is far too intelligent and logical for something like that to happen and I forbid it... Though I do think he is far too young to be... dating. He isn't old enough to be able to understand such a decision or commitment nor are those boys. Teenage dating is foolish and irresponsible." The man grumbled.

Hizashi snorted, grinning at the disgruntled looking man. "So, your saying that we were fooling," Hizashi began saunting over trying not to think of his son in the room, this was for him! "And irresponsible... and immature?" He purred. His baby doll was so going to owe him later!

"Of course not. There are exceptions. We were very responsible and mature." Was The brunet's bored sounding scuff.

Toshinori gave the other blond a dubious look. "Mature?"

"He's... Well... he tries... I guess..." Shouta huffed allowing the bubbly blond to lean against him.

"That's mean Shouta! I'm just saying, we should let him figure things out for himself. Harry's a teen and maybe he ends up heartbroken but maybe they'll end up like us and really happy! Who knows maybe Harr's already found his Toshi to! I just want him to be happy, ya know?" Hizashi said exuberantly even as he gave the pair tender looks.

Toshinori covered his face in embarrassment. Annoyed with himself. All Hizashi had to do was say a few quick endearments and his anger or stress instantly melted away... Maybe he was right? Those boys really did seem to care and Toshinori felt so happy with the pair of men. The very idea of ever not being with them….. He shuddered, he didn't want to even think about it! Damn Hizashi. Toshinori sighed. "Fine. They can.. Can visit but that doesn't mean that I won't be watching their every move!" He relented.

Shouta growled under his breath leaning into Hizashi's cuddly Octopus grip. "They better remember who's beat their asses if they step a toe out of line with him." He mumbled into Hizashi's collarbone. Clearly brooding.

"Splendid! I'll bring them over Wednesday afternoon! I'm sure Harrison will be most excited by their visit." Principal Nezu exclaimed cheerfully. Making all three men nearly jump in the air from being so startled. He held a Styrofoam cup in his paws. It smelled of coffee.

Toshinori groaned under his breath at the thought and gently ran his fingers over Harrison's hand. Not sure at that point if he was trying to bring comfort to his child or himself. Why did he already feel like was going to completely regret allowing those boys to come anywhere near his sweet baby? He agreed with Shouta though, those boys would be being watched like hawks. They slipped up or tried to push him in anyway and they would feel the full force of All Might! No conniving teenage boys would be upsetting or pressing his little boy into anything, ever!

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"Hey baby doll. You feeling sleepy? It's okay Mom and Dads are here." Hizashi cooed, petting greasy curls as he watched Harry's eyes sluggishly take everything in. Still very much so disoriented probably from the medications still in his system the man decided.

"My head... ich..ish... itches. I itch." Harry mumbled raising an unsteady hand to his head to claw at his scalp. He grimaced at the flare of pain and dryness in his throat.

"I'm sure it does sweetie pie." The man replied sympathetically.

"I'm itchy... My hair 'gross." Harry grumbled, his voice hoarse.

"I know baby. We couldn't really do your hair while you were... sleeping." Hizashi replied patiently.

"Here, drink some water." Shouta said, tone gentle as he held up a little plastic cup with a strew in it. Praising the boy when he did just that. "Good you should start feeling better soon. The more you drink the faster these meds should leave your system" He explained. "After you are awake and aware enough I am sure we can wash your hair." The brunet said.

"We're's dad?" Harry questioned eyes still looking a bit hazed.

"Don't worry, he's right over there, Baby. He's just taking a nap." Hizashi explained, pointing at the sunshine blond haired man curled up on the tiny pull out couch in the corner.

"'Kay. Glad your all here." Harry croaked, eyes hooded, "Love you." He mumbled, making a contented hum as Shouta affectionately patted his head.

"We love you to." The brunet said.

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"Hey, how are you feeling? You're definitely looking better." Shinsou said, doing his best to sound upbeat and friendly.

"Yes, you are looking significantly better than before!" Fumikage agreed. He was quick to approach with a basket full of fruit. "I got this for you. I am sure the food here isn't exactly to your liking. I made sure to not have any pears or melon in it. I know how much you dislike them." Fumikage explained.

Harry couldn't help but to blush and to stutter a thanks. Still unsure how to even react around his friends now that he knew that they wanted to be much more. Both of them. Why did everything always have to end up being so incredibly awkward?

"I am sorry I wasn't there for you... I-"

"Yeah, unlike me." Shinsou snarked. Giving Fumikage a challenging look.

"Really Hitoshi. Posturing already? This inferiority thing is starting to get exhausting." Aizawa grumbled giving the boy a clear unimpressed look. "Can we at least wait until Harrison's out of the hospital for this?" He glanced over at a shaking red faced Toshinori. "That... or at least until Toshi doesn't have to suffer through this. His heath is already bad enough I don't want him to have to stay at the hospital because of stress related illness. I will seriously beat you shits within an inch of your lives if his heath begins to suffer because of the two of you causing him too much stress. Same for my brat!"

Hizashi keened adoringly conspicuously making gushy lovesick noises and shooting his gorgeous brunet worshipful infatuated looks. He was such a good mom and such an adorable sweetie pie! Hizashi couldn't think of a single thing he would ever change about the man. Shouta was just too good for this world! He was certain he had just fallen a little more in love with the man, if that was even possible with how incredibly love struck as the man already was.

"Of course, sir! I will do my best to prevent any of you from becoming upset or stressed out. It was never my intention. All I want is for Harrison to continue to smile and I apologize for blind siding him the way I had. I... I really could have handled everything much better and I will live with that regret for the rest of my life. If I must, I will spend the rest of my days proving to Harrison with my actions instead of words how I care for him and wish to keep him happy." Fumikage said apologetically bowing his head.

"Whoa, whoa, whoa man! Lighten up! Man, baby doll, your just like me! Attractin' the serious brooding types. Guess you're going to be the sunshine as those two sure aren't." Hizashi teased. Smirking at his flustered son. "That's alright though, you get to fawn all over them as much as you want, and they never stay mad at you when you do something stupid!"

"... I don't think the doing something stupid thing would apply to Harrison... He doesn't usually do things that could end up setting the house on fire." Shouta pointed out.

Hizashi scuffed. "Uh, you mean like Toshi? Cuz' I haven't done anything like that in months!"

"Your hair iron was sitting on a towel this morning... on... I had to throw away that dog printed towel. It was literally smoldering." Shouta said in a deadpanned tone of voice. Eyes judgy.

Hizashi whined indignantly sprawling dramatically over Toshinori even as the other blond gave him an indignant glare for reminding them about the fire. "But I loved that towel! It was soooo cute! You're so so mean to me Shouta." Hizashi exclaimed turning to demand hugs from the other blond. "Comfort me!" He demanded, ignoring the other man's put-upon expression.

"Stop embarrassing him." Shouta groaned, no longer even really caring at that point. Both teens in front of them looked both confused and uncomfortable. Whatever.

"NO! I'm a handsome beautiful man and I need love and attention!" Hizashi yowled like a needy cat, cuddling with Toshinori. "See? Toshi gets me!" Hizashi said in a teasing tone of voice as Toshinori wrapped an arm around him. "He's majestic!" He stage whispered into the other man's shirt collar getting a startled amused laugh from the emaciated looking blond. He peeked from the larger man's chest and smirked as he eyed the two teens. Seeing Tokoyami glance around almost seeming to be embarrassed. Hitoshi's envious exasperated expression. Messing with them was going to be so much fun! Though Hitoshi might be harder to rile up as he may not have been around as long as Tokoyami, but he had actually stayed at their house repeatedly for days on end around all of them and their shenanigans. The teen surely was already pretty use to seeing Hizashi sprawl all over and cuddle up with his beautiful men and sweet baby boy. He was a fan of physical contact and expressing his affection and love.

At the sight of that sly sadistic little grin Hizashi was sporting Shouta couldn't help but let loose a full out grin himself burying his face in his scarf. Oh, that's what he was doing... This could be fun, tormenting and messing with those brats. He was going to enjoy this!

"So I... I was wondering if.. You would like to do something fun with me once you are able to leave here?" Fumikage finally managed to say, trying to not stare too much. At least they couldn't see the blush he could feel setting his cheeks on fire. Maybe he could clear the air with Hitoshi as well then. To show that he had no ill will towards him like he was quite certain the other boy believed.

Shinsou let out a growl under his breath. "Actually, I was hoping that he could go out on a date. I wanted to take you out to a nice restaurant then we could go to the fair block or something." He said glaring daggers at the bird headed boy. Why did he have to want Harry to? He loved Harrison so much and now he even had to compete for him? It wasn't fair, and it didn't feel right. Harrison... he wasn't just some object. Even so... Shinsou... he would win. He had to.

Harry went scarlet burying his face as much as he could into his mother's side. "I... I actually would like... if all three of us could um.. Go somewhere together... I um... really l-." Harry paused, and swallowed hard. "I really like... like b-b-both of you and I don't want you fighting... I can't chose between you... so.. What I'm... trying to say is… t-that I… can't we all just be happy together?"

End Chapter 13

So here is chapter 13 didn't turn out as good as I would have liked it to, sadly. I had trouble figuring out how to do this chapter and that is why it took so long. I don't think it is terrible though. I hope everyone liked it, I can't wait to start up on the next chapter!

I am also nearly done with the new chapter for Like the Glow of Light-Green Emeralds and have started on the next chapter for Not the Place I was Hoping for!

I have started drawing some pretty hot stuff of Harry which you can see on my facebook page. Please give me some suggestions on what to draw as I finally have a really nice brand new drawing tablet(My gran got it for me for an early B-Day present) to use that doesn't glitch out on me every few minutes!

By the way I have started creating coloring pages again! I will start to uploaded them next week!

Tell me what you think should Harry be with both of the boys or just one?

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