So here is the new chapter it ended up being 8485 words not including the Author's notes! I split this chapter in two actually so this is technically the first part just like I did with the last chapter. I think it sounds a lot better than it would have if I had left it as the full chapter.

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After a few days, Harrison had been allowed back in class, much to his delight. He had hardly got to spend time with anyone but Hound Dog in that time. No boyfriends, friends, he hardly even got to see his parents besides at night either. Harry was sure a few of those days hadn't even been necessary and that Inui had only forced him to stay because Harry didn't want to 'open up' to him. Which why should he? That guy wasn't one of his parents or friends! And the guy put a leash and muzzle on him! It was humiliating!

It wasn't long until exams came up, so a majority of the students had to power study for that. Harry wasn't worried about studying until his brain fell out of his ears, though he was studying. He had always been good at tests as he had a good memory for factual information. Fumikage and Shinsou acted like they were nervous though. So instead, he was of course feeding off of that and worried for them even though he was certain they would do fine. The were amazing and smart! He was sure that Shinsou would do fantastic with the paper stuff as that was his strong suit, not that Fumikage would do bad. But Harry knew that he was better at showing then telling and so he would likely do better with the physical part of the exam.

Inui had insisted that Harrison was too empathetic and took too much of other people's stress and insecurities onto himself. Harry had no idea that it could be considered a bad thing to care about those that were important to him so much and frankly strongly disagreed. Yes, it made him an absolute bundle of nerves, but it was a good thing to care about others. Especially how they felt no matter what, right?

Although, Harry, wasn't too worried about the paper portion of the exams he was terrified of the practical part of the exam. Everyone thought it was going to be robots or something that they would have to fight because some girl from the other hero class insisted that she had been told by upper classman what they had to do. Harry wasn't buying it. He didn't think she was trying to be deceptive or anything. She seemed to be nothing but polite and friendly…. but Fighting robots again? Not likely. That would be a third time if that was the case and frankly at that point no one would learn anything from that. It wouldn't be difficult enough for a majority of the class anymore.

Class 1-A knew most of the weak points after fighting Robots twice already and that was not including the smaller robots that they were made to fight in practice more than once. No, Harry, was certain that there would be some other kind of test. As harsh and sadistic as the teachers had a tendency to be…. Harry had a feeling that it was going to be a doozy of one as well. It probably didn't help with his suspicions that his parents were practically vibrating with twisted sadistic excitement. He had even over heard them commenting on how they couldn't wait to see everyone's faces during the practical exams. His mom had even been grinning pretty evilly along with his dads when he walked into the room. Experiencing that had been more than a little terrifying.

After that day, nearly a month before the exams, Shouta had worked Harry and Shinsou to the bone until the very day before they started. Harry had absolutely no combat skills. Much to Shouta's displeasure it didn't seem that they had improved a great deal either and he wasn't sure if it was because he was such a second-guessing nervous wreck or if he had convinced himself that he was really just that bad. Shinsou's were still rather weak compared to a lot of their other classmates as well though he had begun to visibly gain muscle and he at least seemed to be picking things up quickly. The brunet wouldn't allow them to be one trick ponies. He would readily admit that he was not happy at all with the fact that Toshinori, number one hero, hadn't even thought to teach Harrison even the tiniest bit of self-defense. Frankly Harrison was lucky he had some instinctive skill with his quirk when it came to such things. He could have dead a few times already if he didn't have such a wild quirk and a bucket full of luck otherwise. Why must everyone make his life so hard?

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Harrison was confident that he had done above average on the written portion of the exams. Really it hadn't been nearly as stressful as everyone made it out to be. He had personally found it to be almost relaxing, really. At least doing that helped him take his mind off of the nerve-wracking practical exam for a bit! Harry wished that little bit of calm could last forever. He on more than one occasion even still, found himself wishing that he was in the General courses away from all the craziness that was the merciless torture that was the Hero courses. It wasn't as bad… maybe he had just given up or gotten use to the hero class or something, but that wish was still there. Not completely snuffed out.

"So, for the practical all of you need to get suited up. You will be given 10 minutes to get ready." Aizawa said, the alert almost excited look gleaming in his eyes. Harry would have usually thought it almost adorable but this time that look had Harry nearly recoiling in horror. It was too scary for words. He was absolutely dreading this. That look in his eyes, Harry could tell his mom was planning something... Though he frankly had known that for days.

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"Wait, we'll have to fight you guys?" The teens squeaked.

"Told all of you!" Shinsou smirked, "You'll have to pay up once you're done getting your ass kicked."

Pure offence immediately lit up Kaminari's face. "Why do you immediately assume I'm not going to do awesome? I am a pretty amazing guy after all!" The teen said self-importantly, even as his knees visibly trembled and his teeth audibly clacked.

"Kaminari, Ashido, you will be fighting none other than me! The adorable furred creature that is your principal, this should be fun!" Nezu cheered, eyes practically glowing red as ill intent radiated from his adorably cheering form.

"Uh…"

Shinsou snorted. "Right. Like you'll be able to survive him with those dunce brains!" He said making a sweeping gesture with his hand.

"Uh, rude!" Ashido huffed in complete offence.

"Maybe you should try thinking a little more then? If you don't have anything rattling around in your head than any strength or abilities you have are useless and pointless." Shinsou sniped. "Ow, Harry! What was that for?" Shinsou yelped with a pout, rubbing at the spot Harry pinched. He pouted even harder as stoic Fumikage let out an amused snort. The purple haired Einstein looked much like a cat that had gotten its paws wet at that moment.

"Stop being so mean! They're trying!" Harry scolded. Harry glared when Fumikage let out another amused snort, unable to help himself at that point.

"Yeah we're tryin- wait... Harry!" Kaminari huffed, also pouting with his arms crossed.

Shinsou leaned against Harry, feigning hurt. "Harrison!" He held his chest, "I can't believe you would so willingly attack me like that for them! I thought we had something special~!" He lamented in a scandalized tone of voice and dropped more of his weight on his love unable to hold back the full out grin on his face at that point. Making Harry sputter and eep at the extra weight of the much taller teen on him.

"Shinsou!" Harry huffed. Trying not to laugh. He was disappointed, yes, so disappointed in him!

"Enough! Get going! You are wasting time. You know how much I don't like wasting time! Now stop that." Aizawa exclaimed. His whole being promising harm if Shinsou continued on flirting with his son right in front of him. The nerve of that brat, eew!

"I will see you after the test my love." Fumikage purred reassuringly and tugged gently at a lock of Harrison's hair with his beak. Getting a brilliant blush in return. "You to.. Shinsou, I am sure you shall do well. Please try to work with whomever you get paired with, I beg of you." Fumikage said. Trying not to react when Asui mumbled a 'so cute' and he tried to pretend he didn't notice both All Might and Present Mic making horrified noises... Though he wasn't sure why All Might would be so distressed maybe because he was shy about such interactions? It was clear that it had affected Fumikage though. Especially when he got a death glare from Aizawa. He was sure that Iida would have probably practically passed out on the spot if he had still been there. Lecturing him about preening Harrison at their age let alone so publicly. Frankly he couldn't believe he had the gull to even do it in front of not just classmates but in front of two of Harrison's parents! He was so dead.

"Yeah, yeah." The purple haired teen rolled his eyes, smiling ever so slightly. Confusion railroaded Shinsou when his face suddenly felt on fire after his eyes met red… That hadn't happened before. Wow… was he having heart issues or something because it suddenly felt like it was going a 1000 beats a second? He had only felt that sort of uncomfortable chest pain when thinking about Harry before. Did that mean..? No, he couldn't let himself lose concentration. It was almost a relief when his name was called.

"Hitoshi, Yagi, you're up against me. Don't make me wait!" Hound Dog growled impatiently.

"Of course sir! Sorry sir!" Harry nervously meeped.

Shinsou forced himself to look away, feeling oddly flustered. "Yeah, alright." He said, following Harry and pulled up his mask.

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Shinsou doubted he could get the dog man to talk to him directly. The man hadn't said a word since they had started the test though had snarled and growled plenty. Shinsou could tell that Hound Dog was getting frustrated with the fact that all he and Harry had done was run and hide. The veins in the dog hero's forehead were absolutely throbbing at that point, a sign he was ready to snap. But... The dog man still didn't respond to a thing he had said… That didn't mean that Shinsou didn't have a secondary plan though. If he copied Harrison's voice then he was sure he could provoke The blond into speaking. He was thankful he had the chance to practice a little bit with his voice modulator over the last few weeks. Shinsou just needed to figure out how to tell Harry his plan without the dog hearing them.

After tricking the man into following them into one of the many networks of alleys in the city scape Shinsou threw his only grenade, snatching Harry's hand, and ran. Once he felt they were a safe distance he turned to Harry. "I-I need you to get him to talk if we have any chance of-" Suddenly, Shinsou was knocked flying , nearly throwing up from the impact with his gut as he was quickly jumped on and beaten into the ground.

"Shinsou! I-Stop-stop hurting him!" Harry shrieked. Legs moving on their own as ran. Thoughtlessly pressing the back of his collar with the back of his thumb. At that point using it was second nature. The specialized rings around his arms retracted like they were meant to do. In an instant the stifled feeling he had begun to grow used to, snapped away. Energy rushed-rushed-rushed out of him pulsing and lashing ferally. It felt... good more... focused. Harry's mouth was twisted in a snarl. He growled, grabbing the man's wrist before it could hit it's mark again. Allowing his quirk to attack. Viciously lashing, boiling the man's skin. A pained wail, distorted, hit his ears. Harry let go as the scent of his Shinsou's blood reminded him that he needed to focus. "Are you... okay?" Harry stuttered hesitantly as he let go of the convulsing teacher. His tongue felt heavy, clumsy, like it wasn't able to keep up with his rapid disorienting thoughts.

"Y-yeah. I'll be ugh, f-fine. Just restrain him so we can put the cuffs on him." The taller teen said, trying his best not to gag again. He was sure Harry wouldn't react well if he showed how messed up he really was. He had that look in his eyes, not quite all there. He was sure it wouldn't take much for his quirk to overwhelm him. "Everything's fine."

"Al-alright." Harry agreed. Barely managing to lean back in time when the man lunged forward with the intent to dig his fist into Harry's stomach. Howling and growling and barking in pained rage as he tried his best to ignore the agony he was still in.

Shinsou grinned, though it was a bluff. "Woof woof, is that all you can say... doggie?" He mocked, as Harry franticly dodged. It wasn't much of an insult but at that point the purple haired teen could tell the man wasn't using his brain much. It was pretty clearly that Harrison was beginning to lose his ability to hold back his quirk bit by bit. Shinsou needed to end this before Harrison lost the last bit of control of his quirk and it began lashing out.

"Don't you growrw- even wrarg-art tha-" Realization hit Hound Dog's eyes only an instant before they went blank.

"Come over here and put these cuffs on yourself." Shinsou commanded.

"Harrison Yagi and Shinsou Hitoshi have passed!"

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"Come on Harr' let's get out of here." Shinsou said, forcing himself to stand and shuffle towards the exit, holding out his hand to Harry.

"I... I shouldn't my quirk... It's... I don't have control still..." Harry managed to stutter out. Fingers beginning to get twitchy as he started hyper focusing on his anxiety.

Shinsou turned with a soft expression on his face. "I believe in you. You won't hurt me. I trust you more than anyone... Now just stop... Just-just st-stop putting yourself down like that! I hate when-when you do that. It... It hurts to know that you still think so poorly of yourself!" Shinsou demanded, tensing as he felt tears trying to force themselves from his eyes. "I... You're amazing! You did amazing!"

Harry unlike Shinsou didn't even try to control the tears that ran down his face. Green light tingling and sparking up and down his exposed forearms, face and hair. His eyes glowing brighter than Shinsou had ever seen them.

"Hey-hey it's okay I'm sor- umph!" Shinsou nearly lost his balance as Harry crashed into him, clinging to the other boy's sore torso. Shinsou laughed a little breathlessly. Pulling the other boy tighter and ran a hand through pleasurably tingly locks. A strange enjoyable tingle set into Shinsou's body as the normally destructive energy running over Harrison's skin caressed his own. Making him feel oddly energized and almost hazy with its tingling touch. It wasn't hurting him. He didn't even know such a thing was possible. Shinsou smiled fondly as Harry rubbed his snotty nose and tearstained face into his dirtied GYM uniform mumbling under his breath. His chest swelled painfully with his feelings for the other, smaller, boy. He… was in love. So much so he felt like his chest could burst just trying to keep his feelings damned up inside of the space of his body.

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"It was another logical ruse to get all of you to try your very best!" Shouta happily crowed smiling one of his disturbed grins at his students' pain and suffering.

"What?" Most of the class shrieked.

"Twice? Aren't you afraid that we will begin to lose trust in you? Lying is wrong!" Came a harsh yell from a horrified Iida at his teacher's deception.

"You will all be coming with." Aizawa repeated, an aura of pure sadistic pleasure about him.

Ashido and Kaminari of course didn't notice the scary behavior of their teacher though and cheered.

"Those of you that failed will be getting extra lessons though. The five of you will get to be in your own personal hell with me." Aizawa gleefully purred, hands gripping his capture weapon.

"What? Boo!"

"He looks super scary!" Sero squeaked, Kirishima and another student with a sugar-based quirk nodded fearfully in agreement.

"This is going to be horrible. I can already tell he's really not happy with us at all no matter how much he smiles! Mr. Aizawa's going to pound us into the dirt!" The muscular sugar-based teen lamented.

"Don't think this is going to be all fun and games. This training camp is going to push you all to your limits and." The man paused his smile showing every tooth, he let out a quiet dark chuckle. "Push you all to your breaking points and beyond."

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"You know what we should all do? Go to the mall!" Uraraka cheerfully exclaimed at the end of class. Getting several excitable cheers of agreement.

"Yeah that could definitely be fun!"

"Like a bonding exercise! It isn't like most of us have been able to hang out after school!" Kirishima happily agreed.

"Yeah, I mean I've only got to go to Harry's place once!" Kaminari lamented, shivering when his brain unhelpfully filled his head with the memories of seeing a naked Harry. So not what he was wanting to think of in that moment, go away weird memories, go away!

"Yes!" Ashido agreed, pausing as what he said sunk in.

Iida apparently was remembering something similar with the way he was sputtering and going red faced.

"Wait what?!" Jiro sputtered

"Yeah! That was a really fun night! Though... Poor Harry... Lets... not have that happen again." Kirishima laughed sheepishly giving Harry an apologetic look as he when bright red.

"We promised to never bring that up again!" Iida hissed. "It is forbidden!"

"Bring up what?" Ashido asked, intrigued.

"Kaminari saw Harrison's peni-"

"Todoroki! You don't just-just talk about stuff like that!" Izuku shrieked, covering the candy cane haired, boy's mouth. Profusely apologizing to Harry at the same time.

Harry looked ready to die from embarrassment at that point.

"Harrison?" Mezo said in a questioning tone, wondering what he had missed when he had to turn down another invitation to come over to his friend's house. He was pretty sure he knew what the other boy was going to say but... he didn't want to be jumping to conclusions.

"Get off his back! Not cool! I'm sorry buddy! I would have never brought anything up if I had known that this would get so out of control!" Kirishima apologized. Getting a death glare from Shinsou as he and Fumikage fussed over an almost shell-shocked looking Harrison, literally frozen in embarrassment.

"His again? First Aizawa, then Frign' Mic. Now everyone else? What the hell is going on?" Bakugou snarled, explosions starting everyone out of their little melt downs.

"Well.. Um."

"It isn't for us to say!" Iida sharply reminded the group.

Bakugou gritted his teeth together. Turning to Harrison. "What's going on here? Tell us the truth!"

"Frankly it isn' like any of anyone's business! If Harry doesn' feel comfortable tellin' you then she like shouldn' have to!" Mineta exclaimed.

"Says the creepy little perv." Jiro muttered.

She of course got a squinty eyed trembling chihuahua like glare full of indignant fury from the grape haired like boy.

"No... it's... it's fine. It's just. So...- telling people... they always have really... awkward reactions." Harry meeped. "And mom... told me not to say anything... because he wanted to know how long it would take for everyone to figure it out... but.. I mean... I-I"

"He's a boy. Kaminari walked in on him and saw his penis." Todoroki said plainly. Impatient with Harry's inability to get straight to the point. He had obviously wanted to say something for a while but for some strange reason had been too nervous to.

"Todoroki!"

"WHAT?!" A majority of the class screeched.

"It... is- I also... saw..." Iida said awkwardly, sending Harry an apologetic look and Todoroki a scathing glare.

"Wait... so I'm the only one that... knew Harry was like trans or at the very least genderfluid or somethin' like that?" Mineta exclaimed, a self-important grin on his face. Yes! The friend dynamic was crumbling! He was best friend at last!

"Wait you knew? But why didn't you say anything? Is that why you weren't into her-urm-him?" Kaminari barked in an accusing tone of voice.

"I uh… actually knew to." Kirishima cut in though was completely ignored.

Mineta puffed up. "Uh, I may be a pervert and a bit of a scumbag sometimes, but I totally have standards! Harry's like my friend. I don' judge. I assure you tha' I think Harry is like a total babe but anyone heavy creepin' on Harrison is like totally in the red zone! Harrison's a national treasure of pure wholesomeness that' must be loved and protected at all costs! Same with Midorya... but anyway now tha' we are on this topic, you two are totally not my OTP with Harrison by the way! I still can' believe Harry ended up with the two of you! It's a travesty! A travesty I say!" Mineta fanatically ranted. Pointing dramatically at Fumikage and Shinsou to finish it off.

The pair completely disregarded was the panty snatcher said. At that point they were both just glad he didn't creep on Harry and wanted to leave their interactions with him at that.

"Yeah... I'm a... male... Everyone just thinks I am a girl or something... but I like being referred to as.. Um a male and... um I was just too... embarrassed to correct anyone... I didn't really even realize it was considered... uh deception because I have just gone along with it since I was younger. I also have always preferred 'girly' stuff and I guess... talking about anything like this always makes me really awkward feeling. I am sorry that something as silly as this caused any fights or weirdness!" Harry managed to force out. Pulling away from Shinsou and Fumikage to bow in apology.

"You don't have to apologize like that to us! I'm just sorry you felt like that! We're your friends! You should have never felt like you couldn't tell us something so vital!" Iida assured.

"I feel like such a bad friend! I mean this is super... weird but more because you didn't correct us at first!" Ashido insisted.

"I'm still confused why this was all such a big deal? I mean like wow but I don't understand why anyone's wigging out over the whole girl or guy thing?" Sero said looking around the room in confusion.

Todoroki shrugged next to him.

"I... Think it's more the shock and guilt factor that he kept something like this from us because he was too nervous to say anything." Izuku said, getting nods of agreement.

Harry insisted everything was fine positively flustered answering them in a meek meeps as his classmates surrounded him each apologizing profusely for literally nothing. It wasn't their faults he was beyond awkward and embarrassed about things that shouldn't even be a thing! He wished he had just had the guts to say something sooner. Bakugou was the only one to slip away before anyone realized he wasn't even there anymore.

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Harry wasn't sure if he even wanted to go that weekend still suffering from the embarrassment that he had felt. He wasn't sure if he wanted to stick around the house either. His mother was clearly amused by what had happened though furious that he hadn't got to see the reactions of his classmates in person. Even his Dad had laughed until he coughed up blood! The only one that comforted him or felt bad was his Daddy Hizashi. Fawning over him and scolding the other two as they continued laughing about his misfortune. He was so best parent at that moment! At least he was empathetic! He could see his mom betraying him this way but not his dad!

Shinsou hadn't been any help either. The other teen didn't understand now that he had finally explained his 'big secret' (that wasn't really even a secret but simply social awkwardness on his part...) why he was still so embarrassed?

"Come on, you're supposed to be meeting the brats at the mall. I'll drop you off." Shouta insisted, yanking the blanket Harry was cuddled up under, off of him, getting a pathetic noise in response. "Just because those idiots were too moronic to figure out what you were doesn't mean you are going to start avoiding them like your father, Toshinori…. Also, apparently it has been decided that Saturdays are date nights or days or something... Anyway, last Saturday it was your dad Hizashi's turn and your father Toshinori was the first to suggest it, surprisingly enough… So he was forced to pick first. Now I'm being subjected to the torture that is come up with one of these excursions. The café I plan for your fathers and I to have breakfast at is 3 blocks from the mall so you can't even try to make an excuse about how far it is. Now go get dressed. My reservation is at 11 exactly." The man stressed, throwing a random shirt and pants at the teen. "Go get dressed."

"Shouta baby! He doesn't have to go if he doesn't want to~! Can't you see he's so embarrassed still?!" Hizashi defended. Grimacing at the choice of clothes. He carelessly snatched them up and tossed them back onto the floor of the meticulously cleaned closet getting a twitch from both Harry and Shouta. He then pulled out a pair of jeans and a bright green dressy top, muttering about needing to get him new clothes.

"So? He needs to learn how to deal with this sort of thing. Anyways, I would rather him not be mopping around the house all day. That type of behavior isn't productive or logical in the least and I mean I am sure I could get Inui to come over and talk to him today since he's been especially insistent that he saw him before we leave… Well, I wanted him to be able to actually enjoy his day. But if he doesn't want to-" Shouta tapered off meaningfully even as his voice stayed a dull monotone as he pulled out his phone.

"Wait! No! I want to come! I'll go with!" Harry squeaked, diving off of his bed to rush to the bathroom.

"Mean Shouta! So, mean to our poor baby doll!" Hizashi huffed disapprovingly.

Shouta snorted and nearly rolled his eyes. "It was effective wasn't it? Anyways, it's for his own good." He said, tapping away at his phone.

"Are... are you playing Confection Crash?" Hizashi asked in an incredulous tone of voice. Clear disapproval on his face. "I'm totally tryin' ta have a conversation here!" He insisted with a dramatic whine.

"He isn't going to get over this if we baby him. It isn't even something that he should be embarrassed of. His classmates should. Trust me this is for the best. Think about it. He isn't even willing to talk to Hitoshi or Tokoyami because of how badly he has psyched himself out! He needs to face this and realize that this isn't the end of the world." Shouta pointed out, calm and logical like always even as he rapidly swiped and tapped on his phone.

"You're just sayin' tha' because they won't stop blowin' up the phones aren't ya?"

Shouta paused for a moment. Then glanced up, blinking. "Maybe."

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Harry was a nervous wreck. Everything was still so awkward and unsettled! He didn't think that he could face his class, not yet at least! Frankly all he really wanted to do was flee, hide from his fellow classmates.

"Harrison. You are not going on our date. First off you would hate it... secondly you need to get over this. Life is full of embarrassments. Now get your ass in that mall and deal with this, it's 10:40. You know I don't like being less than 5 to 10 minutes early for things like this!" Shouta insisted, one hand on his hips and the other making a shooing motion. Shouta was in full out disapproving mom mode at that point. He had tried a quick side hug and gentle sendoff, but Harrison's illogical anxiety ridden thoughts had kept the boy clinging instead of eager to go hang out with his obnoxious classmates. Ugh, teenager problems thank all that was wholesome he hadn't ever been one of those damn gremlins.

Shouta gave Harry an 'I am so done with you' look at full strength when Harry had the gull to try and give him a pathetic simpering puppy dog look. That clearly said 'I love you don't leave me". After years of dealing with such looks from Hizashi and after well over half a year of dealing with Toshinori's All Might strength ones it hardly fazed him. He pointed more forcefully at the entrance of the mall after that narrowing he's eyes at the little emotional manipulator. He wanted to see a bunch of adorable cats damn it! No one was going to take that opportunity away from him, not even his own kid. "We aren't leaving until you go in." Shouta pressed. Getting a nod from Toshi. Frankly at this point the older man wasn't dumb enough to contradict him… and he had been right so far….. also, he really wanted this date between them.

"We'll pick you up around 4. Here are your snacks. I made you a nutritious lunch and here's a little money, so you can get a book or something." Shouta patiently but firmly stated. Handing over a long-strapped bag and the cash.

Harrison thankfully gave up at that point and took both before being drug into a hug by Hizashi.

"Here's some money from me too baby doll. Get yourself some new clothes or something!" Hizashi whispered, giving Harry one last squeeze before Toshinori took over and did the same thing, telling him to have fun.

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Harry had a problem... He had forgot to ask his parents to text everyone to alert them that he was there. He had also forgot to ask his dad to give him his old flip phone which he had learned, much to his embarrassment, he 100% only ever got out when Harry needed a phone to borrow. It made more sense though as Harry had only ever seen Toshinori using either the home phone or his bright red smart phone. Harry often wondered if he went to the Hero Support department that the strange pink haired girl whom had apparently been assigned to work on things for his quirk and costume would be able to create something safe for him to use for communication? That would be neat. He didn't care if it could do anything fancy, but it would be nice and make him feel safer when alone if he was able to get ahold of people.

He decided that maybe it was best to just hide out a bit anyway. At least he wouldn't have to face the rest of his peers for at least a few more days…. Maybe until the next week if he was lucky! He didn't care that it could be considered cowardly. The very idea… it was too uncomfortable to even think about, honestly.

"Fancy meeting you here! I was wondering when we would see each other once again." A scratchy voice gleefully called to him as he got deeper and deeper in thought.

"Huh? Tomura, right? Your skin looks so much better! How have you been?" Harry asked, smiling at the drastic decrease in crusted infected skin and flaking. Though it looked like he had been clawing at his own neck a bit.

Tomura lit up at the questions and Harrison's sweet friendly demeaner all directed with almost blinding focus on him. Only him. This wasn't what he was expecting when decided he needed some time to walk and think. He hadn't even thought about it when he had been informed that class 1-A would be heading to that particular mall, even. Harrison just wasn't... the hero sort in his mind. "I've... been having some problems... But I've been working through them." Tomura said, weighing his words carefully.. At least for him. "Also, I think you were right. About the allergy thing. Once I stopped eating a few things that I noticed.. after you mentioned the allergy thing… made me feel nauseas or I got really itchy after eating and got rid of the scented stuff my skin started to feel a lot better so... thanks." Tomura said a little awkwardly, tucking his balled hands into his hoodie pockets. He smirked ever so slightly as he effortlessly redirected Harrison from where he knew a hand full of his fellow students were at. The first time speaking with Harrison had been a little difficult and stilted but since then Tomura had kept that conversation playing in his head. What worked, things to say and do to get points and what dropped his interaction bar. It was effortless to keep the teen engaged now. He had finally figured this date simulation out and was loving it!

Tomura scratched at a dry patch as he chatted.

"Don't do that! You're going to make it bleed!" Harry scolded, gently but firmly pulling at the elbow of the taller man.

It was hard to be irritated when those big green eyes looked at him with such sweet genuine concern. Tomura thought his heart would stop when Harry grabbed his hand and began leading him. He hadn't realized he had managed to rack up nearly enough points yet for such an intimate interaction he hadn't been ready for it, but it was such a pleasant surprise! A bonus! "Where are we going?" The pale blue haired man managed to choke out.

Harry led the man into a store and down an aisle. "Here. This is the bottle I have left over from when I got burned... It's supposed to help with bad burns and severe medically caused skin dryness. It isn't as good as the prescription stuff I have left over but it still works really well... at least that's what my dad said." Harry explained, laughing a little awkwardly.

"When did you get burned bad enough to need something like this?" Tomura asked, the only thing keeping him from scratching at his neck was Harry keeping one hand hostage and that the other was holding onto the bottle of moisturizing ointment, so he could read through it. He remembered there was something in his school files about being badly burned the first day of school but it didn't say much more than the bare basics.

Harry blushed. "Well... um.. My quirk... gets out of control a lot... It's.. dangerous. It tends to destroy electronics and things so from what I was.. Told I had a Ferriday cage for my phone to try and protect it from the effects of it and for some reason I didn't unclip it or something? My quirk super-heated the metal and as gross as it sounds... it ended up melting into my hip when another student tried helping me. It took a while to fully heal... though one of the great things about my quirk is that it seems I don't scar! It's harder for me to heal because of that very reason though. Anyway, my burn had to constantly be covered in moisturizing anti-bacterial ointments while it was healing, and this is what I was given once it wasn't critical anymore." Harry explained as he paid for the ointment/moisturizer.

After that Tomura managed to convince Harry to get some tea with him. He got himself a piece of cake while Harry pulled out a small container of fruit. Explaining his inability to consume anything but natural sugars.

The man did anything that he could to distract Harry from his friends. He didn't think he could have been more infatuated in his life. It was also nice to know the little tidbits he had managed to trick out of him. He was not pleased when Harry insisted he had to go once he had realized he had spent nearly 2 hours with the other man. Though, Tomura, had only agreed once he overheard an entire group of young men talking about that damn Stain, the hero killer, reverently.

Just like that the best day Tomura could remember having in years had totally been soured! He had decided that he better leave with as irritated as he was before he damaged his score by lashing out. Instead he decided saving and playing when he had calmed down some would be the best option. Harrison smiled at him radiantly, still apologizing. Tomura carefully put the bottle of moisturizing ointment in his pocket before heading away from him. Still annoyed that Harrison didn't even have a phone that he could talk to him with souring his mood even more. Though it wouldn't be much longer until he didn't have to worry about anything like that anymore

Oh Midorya, maybe he could help solve his dilemma?

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"Harrison! There you are! We were all getting worried that you wouldn't come!" Iida called, waving excitedly. "Come, we must find proper gear for the trip! Bug spray is a must as Uraraka said earlier!" The other, much taller teen insisted enthusiastically. Dragging Harry along.

"My second dad, you know Present Mic, gave me some money and told me to get some new clothes... Mine are getting kind of tight around the shoulders... and hips." Harry admitted with a blush. Grimacing when he went to lean down, and his shirt constricted his shoulders. "A lot tight… actually.."

Iida paused his searching at that. Eying Harrison. He hadn't really thought about it much, but he really did look like his clothes were kind of tight on him. He wasn't nearly as sickly thin as he had been at the beginning of the school year... His arms although not muscular in the conventional sense were also more lean muscle than stick thin noodle at that point as well... and well it wasn't appropriate to really focus on other areas but Harrison had definitely become curvier. It was easy to understand why people thought he was a girl all the time. He may not have been like the other boys in class, but he was definitely... becoming quite built. "Of course! I'm sure we can find some things that will fit you better once we pay for these!" The blue haired teen agreed. Getting a relieved smile in return.

Just as the pair were exiting the store a familiar voice had them turning.

"Hey! Iida texted us! Super glad you could make it!" Ashido cheerfully greeted. Kaminari nodding next to her.

"I have the first aid kit." Momo said, walking to the little group. Jiro following, a bag from a music store clutched in her hand. "So, what do you think we need to get next?"

"Well.. Harrison said that.. He... needed to get some new clothes. Orders from Present Mic, as his no longer fit comfortably." Iida explained.

"Oh! Yay! This is going to be so much fun!" Ashido shrieked, hopping around. Kaminari leered at her side.

"Oh! Yeah, like dress up!" Momo cooed. "You're going to look so cute!"

Harry had a feeling he was going to want to hide from the pair by the end of the day. Especially after seeing the look of pure amused pity on Jiro's face. No! Iida better get ahold of his boyfriends, so they could save him from that mess as obviously the rest of them were too cowardly to do so. And he thought he was the cowardly one.

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Harry quickly learned that he was completely right. He was not a happy camper. "What? I'm not wearing those!" He squeaked as Ashido shoved a pair of booty shorts at him. Not caring in the least that he was only in a pair of tight underwear as she barged into the changing room. Note to self, get new underwear and socks as well. "But they'll look super hot on you! They'll help so some of those assets of yours! Trust me! You've totally got a stellar booty!" She insisted. Harry went bright red. "I know what looks right on me! I just want a couple of T-shirts and pants! That's all! I don't even wear shorts that aren't at least to my knees and I rarely even wear them then!" He insisted.

"Uh, you didn't even know what size shirts and pants you even needed! I guessed on the first try and we both have really nice butts~. There's nothing wrong with wanting to totally show them off!" The pink skinned girl insisted with a grin. "I'll tell you what... You try it on and it doesn't look right I'll leave it alone and let Momo have you try her suggestions. Okay?" The girl huffed.

Harry groaned but agreed, already knowing that he would hate it.

Harry thought he would die on the spot when his other classmates saw him dressed that way. The shorts clinging to the ass he hadn't even realized he had until the yellow eyed girl so helpfully had to point it out. The shirt was just as bad being far too short and tight!

It was worse when Kaminari shouted in perverse approval. Iida went bright red and waved his arms around in horror. Ranting about sexualizing poor impressionable classmates. Jiro wouldn't stop staring at his ass a light trickle of blood running from her nose. It was horribly embarrassing. "Too bad I'm not really into boys and you're dating already, Harrison, you're really cute! Though I don't... think these clothes are appropriate... on you..." Asui said, giving his behind a pointed look. "You don't look like your very comfortable with wearing them." The frog quirked girl pointed out bluntly.

"I'm not." Harry said in a flat tone of voice. Sending death glares at a pleased looking Ashido.

"Lookin' good momma! You're totally smokin'! Here! Try this on, this'll look cute!" Ashido insisted. Trying to hand over a romper with the ass like a thong.

"No! I think that is enough torturing him! This is totally inappropriate, and we are not going to cohere him into anything else of this nature!" Iida cut in knocking the scandalous piece of clothing out of the girl's hand with a chop of his hand. Getting a dramatic pout. "Momo's choices will surely be far more appropriate and suited."

"Yeah, because anything would be able to look appropriate on that butt." Jiro snickered. Getting a disapproving gasp and lecture about making people feel bad about their body images and how the media was sexualizing people like Harrison and in turn objectifying them from Iida.

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Harry somehow cared even less for what the other girl tried dressing him up in. Making him look like a genuine fancy dress up doll. What she chose didn't fit him right at all and the material was all scratchy on his quirk induced extra sensitive skin. It was utter hell. Harry was certain at that point that they weren't trying to actually help him find clothes and were more interested in dressing him up in things just to see how he looked. He should have just waited until his parents took him shopping.

"What are you all doing to my poor boyfriend?" Fumikage said, tone clearly disapproving as he eyed the teens with what they believed to be a frown. Harry lit up at the sound of his feathered boyfriend's clear disapproval. "We were supposed to come here to get stuff for training camp not to torment my poor lovely Harrison with uncomfortable nonsensical things that shall torment him!" He continued, glaring along with a fuming Shinsou at a gushing Momo who at least had the decency to look sheepish.

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"Here, I found that shirt you said you liked in a larger size, try these on." Shinsou said, still glaring the other teen's down. He had happily drug Harry from that store of monstrosities more expensive than most people's first cars. Once Harry made his way to the dressing room Shinsou rounded on the others. "You better not have forced him into doing anything else that embarrassed him!" He all but growled at the nervous looking group.

"He looks really cute though! I mean look at this picture I took of him!" Ashido weedled, nearly shoving her phone in Shinsou's face. His face went bright red once he was able to see it clearly.

"What were you doing to him you-you perverts!" He sputtered.

"I knew you'd like them." She said, winking. "Sent!" The girl eagerly announced.

Shinsou froze as his phone suddenly pinged. "Y-you didn't!" He said.

"I did~!"

"How did you even get my-our numbers?" Shinsou sputtered.

"Uh, class mom of course! He keeps everyone's numbers! Enjoy!" Ashido eagerly explained, grinning.

"The lot of them, demons trying to tempt us from our path to the darkened fruits of our own damnation." Fumikage intoned, feathers fluffed as he did his best to avert his eyes…. From the phone being shoved in his face. Apparently, the girl didn't get the hint when he refused to look at the texts sent to his phone that he didn't want to look at appropriate pictures of his chaste virginal love in the middle of a shopping mall.

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Harry was much happier when Shinsou and Fumikage… though mostly, Shinsou, started helping him pick things out. He was even happier when Mezo and Mineta showed up. The two ended up being an excellent buffer. With Mezo, judging disapproving stares at the group once he learned what they had been putting him through and Mineta's surprisingly effective and unexpected angry small dog like yipping at the group about not allowing them to taint his pure wholesomeness, whatever that meant? Fumikage and Dark Shadow gave Harrison their honest opinions on the things that were chosen and would help find things they thought he would like occasionally, and it was adorable and endearing. Then Dark Shadow hissed and squawked at Ashido and Kaminari when they even thought to make a suggestion making Harry aww, and had his heart thumping painfully in his chest. He loved his shadow birb so much!

It only took him about a 4th of the time that it had with the others to actually get what he needed and genuinely wanted. Harrison, looks aside, wasn't a fan of shopping at all. It was practically his bane to be honest. He much rather stay home away from the crowds of people he didn't know, read a book and cuddle up under his covers for the weekend. Having so many things he would rarely even wear like the others had tried to get him to do was totally pointless. A waste of money and space. It was frankly illogical to waste money on something he wouldn't ever use in his opinion.

Just as everyone was going to meet up for a late lunch frightened screams filled the air and police came pouring into the building. Everyone, later on, found out that some villain called Shigaraki had held Midorya hostage and whomever wasn't involved were quickly ushered home. Harry's parents obsessively hovered over him. So worried that his mom didn't even comment on the new clothes that he had got. Shinsou was being equally as coddled and hovered around as none of them wanted him to be all alone at that time.

As much as Shouta tried to pretend he didn't positively love and adore his class of gremlins he had a hard time acting detached when he drug Shinsou back home. He would have forced as many students as possible over to their house to absolutely not mother and worry over them…. No monitor them. Yes, to monitor the little delinquents, always worrying him and getting into trouble! if it wouldn't first off, probably cause a ridiculous amount of questions to be asked by everyone then secondly if they had more room in the car then he would have had them all over.

Even Fumikage had declined coming over as he didn't want to leave his gas scooter behind. Harry didn't even know that he had one as Fumikage had apparently been saving the last few years for it and only finally the day before went to buy it with his father. If the kid hadn't had such an excuse then he would have been right on the couch being hovered over as well, the same with Midorya who had been escorted by police. Especially Midorya. Why must all of his brats worry him so much? Not because he loved them all and wanted them all to be safe… No because they just caused him so much trouble and paper work. Yes, paperwork. That was why their shenanigans worried him so much….

Shouta sighed, curled up in his sleeping bag. He turned the TV on. A rare occurrence for him and flipped on the news, something he never did. Shouta frankly hated the news. He tried his best not to stare at the door. The brunet hoped Toshi would get home soon… He couldn't help but also being curious about if Midorya was alright or not. His problem child. Shouta let out another stressed sigh and glanced over at Shinsou and Harrison curled up together far closer than he would have normally allowed. The pair had just gotten off of the phone with Fumikage. He was apparently fine. His parents seemed possibly alarmingly alright with everything that had gone on unlike what the teen had thought would happen. Shouta should have insisted he came home with them.

"Shouta baby, settle down. You're thinkin' too hard, yeah?" Hizashi insisted, running a hand through the man's messy hair as the pair cuddled together. "Everything will work out in the en' right baby?"

Shouta wasn't so sure about that even as he wanted to believe the other man was right with all his heart. Shouta… had a bad feeling brewing in his gut. A really really bad feeling and he remembered what happened when he ignored the last few bad feelings he felt.

End Chapter 17

So, end of chapter! I am trying really hard to update like crazy so I hope everyone liked it!

I am planning on trying to finish up my new chapter for Not the Place I was Hoping for before Halloween. Harry has finally given birth in that chapter! I am also working on the new chapter for Like the Glow of Light-Green Emeralds!

Please review! It really helps and motivates me! I am trying really hard to get as much done as I can before going back to school!

Next Chapter hint: bus rides and escaping through windows