Hours turned to days, melted wax was replaced, chandeliers were dusted, tapestries hanged, shiny dresses sewn, invitations sent...It was all in preparation for that very special day.

Just like the day of the rank ceremony, servants and maids rushed up and down through the halls and rooms with décor and food. This time, the excitement was at it's peak. It was something very warm to the usually cold environment... It was a distraction from the reality behind the mansion's walls.

Once again, Todoroki paced the busy halls with a new book in his hands, this time the story was different compared to all of the ones before. This time, Romeo and Juliet was on the leather cover of the book. The topic brought on by Bakugou on the day of the rank ceremony still lingered the Heir's mind, sprouting thoughts of things deemed to fail.

Todoroki's steps became heavy, closing the book abruptly and sighing. This thoughts cannot continue. It is imposible for that to happen for it can be the shame of this family and I don't want her to be as such... She deserves more than that. More than I can ever be...

The heir let his head fall back, facing a glass window on the ceiling which let the orange rays of the sun in. It was the sign of dusk he so dreaded, specially the fact that he would have to act amused for the guests. Another mask underneath the one he would wear.

"Todoroki, what are you doing in your regular robes still?" a female voice spoke from a far.

Todoroki looked for the source of the voice, landing where it should have and blushing from ear to ear. From the other side of the hallway a tall figure appeared, dressed in a satin robe which reflected a cascade of light in the fabric, her black hair tied up in a bun instead of her usual spiky ponytail and her features glowing in the rays.

"M-Momo- I mean, general?"

Momo placed her hand on her hips, letting some annoyance fall on her face. "The servants are looking for you. They have your attire ready for wear and yet you are still here..."

Todoroki looked down at his clothes and sighed. "I thought I didn't need such lavish clothes for the event. It's only one night!"

Momo sighed, walking towards him and placing her hands on his shoulders. "It is only one... in a million. That is the importance of it, it is one of those special events that can be celebrated once! So please... return to your room and get ready, your father shall be waiting for you soon."

Suddenly, to both's surprise, the heir placed his hands on hers and traced her fingers. Todoroki looked deep into the general's eyes, where she swore she saw a bit of emotion. "Todoroki?"

"Fine... I shall follow your command for once and return to my room..." He looked away and let her hands go, meeting her gaze once more. "I shall meet you first before entering the event... I want you to be my companion for the evening..."

It was Momo's turn to blush, surprised by the heir's sudden invitation. "O-of course! I shall meet you before the doors open and the stars start to shine."

Todoroki smiled slightly, maintaining her gaze before walking away. "Thank you."

She stood still in her place, unsure of the moment between her and Todoroki. Her heart raced to a million miles, so much she swore he could hear it while disappearing down the hall.

He looked at me so differently... Was that real?

Suddenly she heard fast steps behind her, which stopped at her back. "Miss. Yaoyorozu, Your gown is already at your room!"

Momo turned around to find a rushed maid, another figure in the distance, carrying linen in her hands. Her brown hair and distant gaze made her distinctive from the other side of the hall. The general found that her chest felt a pang of uncertainty at the sight. "Of course! I'll be right with you, but first I must attend other issues..."

The maid nodded, walking back towards the general's room. Meanwhile, Momo made her way towards the familiar female with the linen in her arms. By the way her steps went on slowly, the general knew that something was definitely wrong.

The general looked around to see if anyone peeped before calling the maid's attention. "Uraraka!"

For a moment she saw the girl react but then try to move on, as if she had not seen the general in front of her. Before she could move along though, Momo grabbed Uraraka's arm and pulled her back, making them face each other.

"Let me-!"

"Uraraka, what's going on?" Momo whispered, surprised by the maid's terrified face.

Uraraka looked as if she had seen a ghost, embarrassment flushing her features as she realized what she had done. "I-I'm sorry, Momo. I didn't mean to raise my voice at you... But I must attend my duties!"

Once again, the maid tried to escape the doubtful gaze of the general, still being pulled back in place. "You have no duties to attend at this moment by my command... You are supposed to be getting ready for the masquerade."

Uraraka looked away, ashamed of the circumstance and trying to think things through. "I don't have a gown nor I could find one... considering the nonstop work the maids do around here!"

"Well, you will now."

The maid stepped back, her expression turning to one of confusion. "What do you mean?"

"Exactly what I said." Momo grabbed the linen in Uraraka's hands and placed it to the side, then grabbing her arm and pulling her. "Come with me!"

Uraraka followed behind her, the feeling of uneasiness and uncertainty vanishing slightly. "O-Ok!"

Todoroki distanced himself from the general as fast as he could, unable to contain the emotions that bubbled up inside him. He couldn't express feelings that weren't shared equally... He couldn't let a weak feeling pile up in his heart.

He walked fast through other halls in the mansion, still dwelling if to follow Momo's command or escape from that night... He didn't have much of a choice considering the general. Was there actually a reason for him to go? Would his father even care if he was there or not? Was his presence only going to be used as propaganda of a perfect family?

It was all doubts in the heir's mind, but those would have to be put aside as a knocking noise came from a room near by. Todoroki wasn't surprised as he realized that the source was from the new bedroom given to Bakugou.

What is he doing now?

The heir made his way towards the door, knocking on it to see if any response was given. "Sir. Bakugou?"

The knocking noise from the room suddenly disappeared, being replaced by the screech of rushed chairs and falling objects. Todoroki's expression remained in confusion, placing his ear on the door before being opened abruptly by the Right-hand man.

The expressions shared varied. The beast's face expressed annoyance, while his eyes expressed a pang of fear. The heir didn't have to doubt to know that Bakugou hid something.

"What do you want, Boy-prince?!"

Todoroki scoffed. "I want to know of the reason why there is so much noise coming from this room. It sounds like a workshop in there."

Bakugou stuttered slightly. "I-I... It's nothing! Now move along-!"

"What are you working on, Bakugou?"

The beast gritted his teeth and looked away. "Nothing that concerns you-"

"Is it the reason why you asked me for that?" Todoroki peeked inside the room over Bakugou's shoulder, pointing at a piece of golden wire on the floor.

Bakugou let his head fall down, trying to hide the embarrassment from his cheeks and also the defeat. "Ugh... How do you always find out of such things, dumb-heir?"

"The blush and sudden fear proved my suspicion." He watched as the beast let the door open a bit more, showing of something small on his table. "Are you gonna do it during the masquerade?"

Bakugou sighed, a nervous air to his words. "Y-yes..."

Once again, Todoroki could read the nerves on the other's body, placing a hand over the man's shoulder. "Don't worry, everything will be just right."

"And what about you? What are you gonna do?"

"I'm probably gonna escape-"

"Escape? Leave your dream woman behind?" Bakugou smirked. "Not even the mighty Bakugou would do such a thing to a woman!"

Todoroki sighed in defeat, shaking his head at Bakugou's pride. "I still don't comprehend how that maid fell for you...?"

"Well because of my strength and great powers! I don't hide behind shadows of fear or care for a status! I do what I want to do, on the contrary to you."

The heir gritted his teeth, annoyance turning into a bit of anger. "You know she could face punishment for being with me, right-?"

Bakugou furrowed his brows at Todoroki, crossing his arms over his chest. "And as the heir to a throne you will stop any harm that goes her way!"

Todoroki looked down at the book he carried, remembering phrases of the fight for love in a world that was against it. For the first time he actually acknowledged the words of the beast. "You are right..."

"Good..." Bakugou's expression changed to one of annoyance as the heir still stood at the door. "Don't stand there like a fool, boy-prince! Go now and do what you must do!"

The heir awoke from his thoughts, nodding and walking back towards his room. But, before he disappeared behind another hall, Todoroki turned around. "Hey!"

Bakugou peeked back at the heir. "What?!"

"Thank you for your encouragement."

The beast gave another smirk. "Who did you think I was?"

As the sun disappeared behind the distant mountains, a whole new light rose from the center of the valley with lanterns and candlelight adorning a long brick bridge that led to another bigger structure. It was the place of dreams, with elaborate gowns and masks to hide away faces. It was the perfect disguise for a place that was the opposite of it's outside.

Lanterns adorned a bridge of bricks that crossed a lake, making way towards a tall structure. A beautiful sight to be held.

It was the perfect disguise for hell.

By command of the master of the house, invitations were sent through all the land, including to those in the towns or who lived in the middle of a forest.

Since the arrival of the lavish envelope at the doors of those who weren't expecting, the excitement was expressed in every corner. Elaborate gowns, masks and even wigs were made for that day. Including after parties back at home, so the fun would never end.

It was a once in a lifetime opportunity for all of those whose lives were covered in the soil of sacrifice and hard work. It was an opportunity to get away from it all and feel alive.

Carriages and horses arrived at the grand doors of the mansion and once they were opened the swarm of people from every corner entered, excitement and curiosity in their faces. Even the most recognized seemed amazed.

But for those who had lived inside the mansion, it meant a taste of freedom and meeting people they never thought possible to meet, including family.

It was a very exciting day.

The crowds were led through the tapered halls, offered great appetizers and drinks. Once they entered, the big chandeliers were lit up in glory, marble floors shined, giant glass windows and mosaics were sparkly clean. A few guards were positioned here and there. It was all magical.

Behind closed curtains, though, the master of the mansion and the heir stood, waiting for the cause of the Masquerade, which seemed to be late in every way.

Endeavor nodded at a servant near by, making them walk towards the master. "Where is Sir Bakugou?"

The heir looked between the servant and his father, watching as the other man dressed in cream robes shook his head as an answer.

Todoroki scoffed, fixing the cape of his costume. "Sir Bakugou is probably still trying to figure out how to button his pants!"

Endeavor dismissed the servant, staring straight at the red curtains in front of him and speaking. "He might seem of little intelligence to you, but the boy has shown a higher power than expected..."

"A power he can't fully control!" Todoroki's sudden outburst created a slight shock on his father.

"You, my son, who has seen the immense amount of power he holds and yet... you judge him otherwise." Endeavor smirked. "Let me tell you that I made the right choice to grant him the rank he deserved..."

"You granted him a ticket to his pride-!" Todoroki stopped for a moment, realizing something he hadn't before. "Just like you did for yourself..."

The master's smirk widened, approaching the heir and placing a hand on his shoulder. "He is my most priced possession... and I can't waste the opportunity to expose it to all who dared oppose me before."

Todoroki backed away from his grip, tightening his hand around the elaborate mask he held in his, now, healed hand.

"The masquerade is to show off your power to hero All Might... to prove him that you can be more..."

Endeavor stomped his way towards his son once more, gritting his teeth. "He is all but heroic! Dare you mention him in a glorious manner again and you will face my wrath..."

Todoroki looked deep into his father's eyes and gritted his teeth. "Just like my mother..."

Endeavor suddenly raised his hand enveloped in fire. "You little-"

"Hey! I'm sorry for the wait!"

A hurried voice stopped the master from his doing, standing up straight and lowering his arm.

Bakugou stopped right in front of the scene that was going to unfold, putting his last button in his vest and staring with a confused expression at the pair. "Did I interrupt something...?"

"No, Sir Bakugou..." Todoroki sighed, his eyes shifting from his father to the right-hand man. "We were just waiting for your presence."

"I see..."

Endeavor made his way towards Bakugou, wrapping his arm around the boy's shoulder and bringing him to the curtain. "Come with me. I shall introduce you to the world as a great man!"

The beast showed his fangs in pride, grabbing the red mask on his belt and placing it on his face. "Then Lead the way!"

Todoroki heard as the large noise of the crowds were dismissed by the sound of a trumpet, which was the sign of curtains being opened and the light lining the two silhouettes that made their way through them. An uneasy feeling raised in the heir's chest, something that seemed like... jealousy.

But the uneasy feeling wasn't only in Todoroki's chest.

On the steps of the mansion appeared two figures. One was tall, a gown in red and black on her body with a mask of the same colors on her face. Her hair was let loose, with a wavy crown of roses on top of her head. It was something very different from the usual attire she wore.

"Come on! We're going to be late!"

Momo hurried the small girl behind her, pulling at her gloved arm harshly. The girl followed the force but stopped right in front of the doors.

Her chest tightened with fear. "I d-don't understand why we had to enter from the outside! We were already in there and-"

"It's for the full experience, Uraraka! Now come on, I don't want to miss a thing!"

The maid held back once more, grabbing on to the fabric of her elaborate gown. "I d-don't know, general... I feel uneasy!"

The general looked back at the maid. "You haven't even entered the Masquerade and you feel uneasy? Don't worry, people won't be able to recognize you in that dress or that mask. It is the perfect disguise!"

Uraraka sighed, giving in to temptation and walking towards the grand doors. "Fine... but I won't stay long you know..."

The general smiled slightly, pulling the girl towards the grand ballroom excitedly.

The room was the usual beauty it had always been, with the added touches of tables and glossy floors. The crowds were dressed in the most colorful and unique attire, Uraraka had ever seen: Lace bodices, flowers on top of heads, fake crowns, masks of every color with feathers and designs. It was all out of a fairy tale.

"It's all so beautiful..." Uraraka couldn't hold her amazement. "I never expected such a thing from people outside of here.."

"I do follow your train of thought... I even feel underdressed." At that Momo created another more elaborate mask and replaced the one she had on her face with the new one.

"Don't worry, you look absolutely amazing, Momo."

The girls smiled at each other, the general staring up and down at her incredible creation on Uraraka's body. "As do you. I never thought my imagination could go that far beyond!"

Uraraka laughed. "Me neither, it's the most beautiful thing I've ever seen."

The sweet talk was interrupted by the loud sound of a trumpet. All eyes turned to look at the centered balcony a few feet above, with the intertwined stairs covered in red carpet. A man dressed in antique robes of cream placed the trumpet by his side and standing tall in his place.

"Attention to all! The master of the house is here! Please pay your respects to him for the elaborate events of this evening!"

With that, the crowd created a large wave of claps, with only two opposing the rest.

The servant continued. "Now, I present to you all! The head of the Shoto family: Endeavor!"

From the balcony emerged the tall and broad figure with the burning mustache, his body covered in what seemed to be a blue attire, like a pirate. Whispers and gasps emerged from the shocked crowd. They had never seen the infamous man before and they never expected such an image.

Endeavor smirked, pleased with the reactions. "Welcome all to the masquerade of the year!"

Once again, all eyes were on the giant figure. Momo and Uraraka shared an expression of curiosity.

"I am so glad you have all taken from your time to attend this very important event, which also has a name!"

From the depths of the curtains came a prideful figure, tall and strong in his stance, with his spiky blonde hair and red eyes. His body was adorned with red vest, black shirt, linen pants, a devil's mask and an elaborate cape. Uraraka couldn't help the strong beat of her heart and... a pool of guilt pilling up in her stomach.

Endeavor's words slowly drifted away as her gaze kept still on the right hand man... seeing the same image of that woman in his features. It horrified her to say the least.

Bakugou isn't her... He is the complete opposite of her...

Besides her, Momo looked beyond the pair that stood on the balcony, searching for a familiar multi-colored haired man. Her heart had sunk in her chest when she found that he wasn't there.

Did he… leave?

But her fear vanished quickly, when the man she doubted appeared from the curtains, his figure long and tall. He looked like a pirate with his blue cape, vest and silver mask. No wig or other disguise in sight of him. He would be esy to find later on, Momo thought.

Her gaze fell on the distant Uraraka, watching as the maid breathed in and out rapidly. "Uraraka?"

Uraraka blinked quickly at the call of her name, changing her teary eyes towards Momo. "Y-yes?"

Momo grabbed on to Uraraka's hand tightly, trying to make sure the message of comfort could go across. "Are you ok? You've been acting strange today."

The maid looked up but then away. "I'm ok... I just need some refreshments..."

Momo looked over at the balcony, seeing how Endeavor dismissed all and let the party begin. "Come on, I'll take you to the table."

Uraraka nodded at the general, accepting her offer.

Behind the curtains, another unlikely scene unfolded. Endeavor walked away from his little welcoming, leaving the beast and Todoroki at their own mercy and escaping to the crowds to watch their expressions closely.

"You seem very amused, Icy-hot." Bakugou spoke with sarcasm, fixing his mask and smirking. "What? You didn't like your father's big welcome?"

Todoroki let his hand fall over his eyes, trying to keep his calm. "No, Sir Bakugou… It isn't always about you, you know?"

"huh?"

The heir let a fire rise in his eyes. "You are being used as a prideful trophy against All Might, my father's ultimate enemy in recognition."

Bakugou stepped back slightly, his ego hurt. "So, that bastard only gave me the rank to use me as a show off?!"

Todoroki peeked from between his fingers at the beast. "Exactly."

Suddenly, Bakugou's hands were lit in fire, letting his anger show openly. "I'll kill him!"

Before the beast could walk upon men with his threat, Todoroki let his ice wrap around Bakugou's hands, killing out the fire. "You are not going to do such a thing!"

"I'll-!"

"You will what, beast? Kill the man just because he hurt your ego?" The phrase ignited some more heat from the beast's hands. The heir sighed, trying to convince him to turn away from his vengeful thoughts. "You want to ruin the perfect night for your perfect plan with the girl? You spoke of not leaving your dream woman and look at what you are doing! This might be the only chance you have of convincing her to such a plan!"

Bakugou slowly let his arms lower, the heat vanishing while he remembered Uraraka's sweet face, vibrant cheeks and golden eyes. Those days at the forest taught him many things that he had never learned on his own before: Happiness, perseverance and... love. She had taught him all those things. She was the embodiment of all that he needed and wanted.

"You're right Icyhot… I can't ruin this night because of that ass of a father you have."

The heir scoffed, smiling slightly at the beast's sarcasm.

"I'll go and get my girl..." The beast smirked at Todoroki. "You should too. I saw her eagerly looking over, I imagine she was looking for you!"

Todoroki sighed, accepting the beast's words. "I will... We need to find some happiness in the land of nightmares."

Bakugou approached the heir, patting his shoulder. "Have fun, Boy-prince"

The heir smiled lightly and patted his shoulder back. "You too, Beast."

The beast nodded and turned around, making his way towards the ballroom. He couldn't help the nervousness pooling at his stomach. Bakugou had never been at a massive event before and he never imagined he would attend one in his life.

Despite how uncomfortable being around people he considered judgmental and dangerous made him feel, he was determined to carry out the plan of a lifetime. He was going to shine a light in the place of darkness for Uraraka.

The sea of gowns and disguises was rather surprising for the beast. The childlike fuse inside him ignited with curiosity, trying to figure out the way of the fabrics and the faces underneath the masks.

But his distraction was so full on that he didn't realize the broad chest that was standing a few feet ahead of him. His attention was brought back when he met the giant figure's chest by mistake.

Bakugou placed a hand on his head, irritation kicking in. "Hey watch it-!"

"Oh look who has stopped by!" A deep and happy voice emerged from the figure, alerting the beast's senses. "Bakugou, our savior!"

The beast's gaze slowly drifted up, traveling up a bright colored suit and arriving at the shaded eyes of a blonde head. Bakugou felt a shiver going down his spine.

Strong arms holding the weak... Uraraka trying to reach for me... "All Might...?"

The hero smiled down at him, showing his usually painful grin. "It is I, my boy! I'm so happy to see you once more!"

Besides the hero another figure stood, tall in her place, with a mask hiding red eyes and spiky blonde hair. "So this is the grand hero you spoke about? He seems alright."

The hero stared at the female figure besides him, grin still in place. "Why of course he is the one who saved the town from the fire that miserable Witch ignited! I still wonder if she will come back for another round-"

Bakugou shook his head, trying to pry away the comment on Uraraka, staring at the unknown woman and interrupting the hero. "And you are?"

The woman smirked, a bit of wrinkles on the side of her mouth. "I am but a visitor, Sir Bakugou. The master of the house must be delighted with your presence! He seems like a man of honor and I imagine he might have chosen you to hide his weakness!"

The males' expression turned to one of confusion, as the woman kept her wide smirk. "Madam if I may ask for the meaning of your phrase?"

The woman kept her pride high, raising her wine glass and waving away the conversation. "No bother. It was just a slip!"

The crowd around him fell silent in his mind. The image of that woman cause startled him to the core, an unexplainable feeling for the beast. His first thought was to fight the woman for her lies, release the fury deep in his gut, but then he remembered Todoroki's words.

"We need to find some happiness in the land of nightmares."

I'm not going to waste my time on people who don't deserve it...

The beast gritted his teeth slightly, dismissing the deep stare given by the unknown woman. "Excuse me. I must attend others who are attending this masquerade."

Once again, All might stared with surprise at the beast's sudden change. He knew that Bakugou wasn't one of being kind, specially since the day he was taken into Mineta's cabin. "You shall...?"

"Thank you."

Bakugou walked past the unlikely pair of hero and anonymous female, unknowing of the way the woman gripped tightly at her glass causing it to break slightly.

"He has definitely changed since I last spoke to him-"

"He is an imprudent man." The woman hissed.

All Might stared at her with slight confusion. "Excuse me?"

"Never mind, I think I've had much to drink already..." the woman started to walk away. "I'll speak to you on another time Hero All Might."

The large man stood in his place, watching as the female walked away.

The smell of suspicion rose in the air.

Music traveled all around the room. High notes of a flute, the glide across a violin's strings, the soft touch of a piano. It was an endless dream, and the girl who stood next to the general wanted non of it.

"Here have something to drink, Uraraka. I think you might need it."

Uraraka and Momo stood next to the table of food and drinks, adorned with all types of edibles and a fountain of glass cups with red wine, from which the general offered.

"No thanks, I don't want to lose focus of this night. For it might be a night of tasting freedom in what seems like a lifetime..."

The general placed the glass of wine back on the table, staring at the uneasy expression in her companion. She wanted to ask so many questions, but at the same time she didn't want to ruin the night for the unlucky girl. "A glass of wine won't distract you but if you feel like if it's unnecessary I'll accept it."

Uraraka nodded in gratitude. "Thank you..." She stared down at the golden necklace around her neck, tracing it with her finger. "And thank you as well for the beautiful gown, it matches the necklace perfectly!"

Momo grinned in agreement, grabbing the maid's hands. "I'm sure your knight will love it when he sees you! You look like an angel!"

The maid blushed, remembering the polar opposite dress code on Bakugou's side. It was the perfect synchronization for an imperfect pair.

"I hope so.." Uraraka looked up, meeting the general's eyes and watching how they diverted to something over the maid's shoulder. "Momo?"

A deep blush crept over the general's cheeks, taking her mask off and scowling with a bit of nervousness. "T-Todoroki is near by. I must go and attend him."

The maid turned around slightly, catching the subject of the general's attention in the corner of her eye. "Oh I see." She grinned encouragingl. "Go on! You deserve a pleasant night!"

Momo came close to Uraraka's face and gripped her hands tightly in gratitude, slowly letting them go a bit later. "I will. Thank you!"

The maid nodded at the general, watching as she went off to greet the heir. She could only sigh at the image, admiring the wonderful feelings blossoming in between the pair. It was obvious the affection that both held for each other.

Uraraka couldn't let the overwhelming feelings cloud her senses, so she decided to move towards the crowd, going through the waves of fabric and masks. She felt as if the eyes of many stared down at her. It was a startling feeling.

Slowly, she made her way back, unaware of a figure who stood besides another taller one. Suddenly, her shoulder hit another, making her turn around to apologize like she always did.

"Oh my apologies!"

The man she collided with turned around, green eyes staring directly at hers. "I-It's ok!"

Uraraka's heart felt like it could jump out of her throat at any moment. She knew people from all around would be invited, but never expected the two faces she saw right in front of her. "Oh dear lord..."

The taller figure with a suit of silver and the stance of a gentleman, extended his hand towards the girl. "Are you ok madam? You seem pale."

The maid accepted the man's hand, staring at him like if she had seen a ghost. "Y-Yes."

The green haired man beside the blue haired one spoke. "Are you sure?"

Uraraka let go of the blue haired man's hand go, avoiding his gaze and the other one's gaze. Why is this happening to me?

"I-I am! Now if you may allow me, I must go elsewhere!"

The smaller figure spoke, a blush creeping on his freckled cheeks as his gaze seemed to familiarize the girl. "W-Wait, do I know you?"

Uraraka looked away. "N-no."

The taller one spoke as well. "Your face does seem familiar." He extended his hand towards the girl. "I'm Iida, a pleasure to meet you madam."

The green haired boy rushed to introduce himself as well. "I"m Deku!"

Uraraka felt as if she was about to faint, still in shock at the faces she had to encounter. It was a rush, but she had to get out of there. "E-excuse me. I must go!"

The pair watched as the girl went by them fast, her face remaining in their mind for a second and doubt growing thick. They were certain of the sudden memory that the girl's features brought to their mind but it faltered. Leaving them with only the hint of brown hair.

Uraraka rushed away quickly, through crowds of silk and masks and arriving at a pair of open doors that led to the gardens of the mansion. Upon her arrival, sharp intakes of breath resounded in the empty space, her knees falling week to the ground. Her mask thrown to the side like nothing.

Tears ran down her cheeks, falling on her chest lifted by her corset. She couldn't contain the painful feelings in her chest any longer, the sight of two people from her earlier life who didn't remember her unbearably torturous.

"Why...? Why? Why?!"

The moon seemed to understand the pain she contained in her chest as it shined it's light on the lost soul of a powerless witch. A tale too sad to understand, a sacrifice for the gratitude an innocent beast deserved. A witch whose love didn't know any barriers.

The flowers slowly withered besides her, a vow in lament for the girl. A vow for all she had to face.

But nature wasn't the only one who watched her suffering. From the open doors a figure merged in the light, his steps slowing down at the sight that seemed out of a beautifully tragic painting. His eyes traveled to the circle of white and pink fabric that surrounded Uraraka as she wept, a crown of feathers on top of her head.

She looked like a fallen angel, the devil's weakness.

"Uraraka…?"

The girl raised her teary eyes, her back still facing the familiar voice. She wiped away the tears quickly trying to bring some composure back to her body.

The heavy steps came closer, stopping besides her. A strong hand was directed at her with the mask she had thrown away minutes before. The figure kneeled besides her, red eyes meeting gold.

Uraraka stared up at her lover's face, unable to contain the feelings for much longer and launching herself at him in a hug.

At first, Bakugou didn't know what to do, but then wrapped his arms around her small body pressing her tight against his warmth. He wasn't one to show much affection, yet for some reason seeing Uraraka cry made him feel vulnerable. "Uraraka… What's wrong?"

The maid separated herself from the hug, her puffy eyes staring directly into Bakugou's. "They saw me... They didn't recognize me..."

"Who?"

The girl sniffed, trying to regain some of her concentration. "Deku, Iida. My old friends..."

Bakugou's eyes widened, remembering his short time in the town. "Those two..."

Uraraka looked at the beast with confusion. "You know them?"

"They took care of me when I awoke from my slumber after the fire..." Bakugou's brows furrowed.

The maid straightened herself from her position, her curiosity and alarm kicking in. "What else do you remember? Do you recall anything from the fire?"

The beast looked away, trying to remember anything else before the events of his slumber. "Only you being dragged away by a large figure and the mob... then waking up in the town... why?"

"Do you remember anything of-?"

Bakugou watched as Uraraka's features turned to a nervous state, grabbing her face in his hands and trying to distract her from everything negative that could merge in her mind. "Stop... Don't worry of those things right now. This night is only one and you should enjoy it as much as possible, not lose it in trivial thoughts."

The maid sighed in his hands, letting herself relax in his warmth. "You are right... I shall enjoy the night."

Bakugou gave her a sweet smile, getting up and lifting her up to her feet. The classical music emerging from the masquerade made way towards the garden, giving the beast an idea.

"Dance with me."

Uraraka grabbed the mask from his hands, suddenly shocked by the beast's words. "What? Do you know the steps?"

The beast scratched the back of his head, a blush creeping on his cheeks underneath his red mask. "Not much... No."

The maid laughed. "Well I can teach you a bit of them!"

He complied to her offer, positioning themselves in the form of vals and slowly moving to the rhythm of the music. A few steps were misplaced, stepping on the other's shoe or heel but it was laughed off quickly. The beast learned his moves rather quickly.

"You learn fast, Bakugou!"

"What did you think, round-face, that I wasn't able to?" A smirk grew on the beast's face. "Specially having a great teacher right here with me?"

Uraraka blushed. "Don't give me such credit Bakugou!"

They both laughed.

The beast grinned, giving her a twirl and making her land with her back against his chest. His arms slowly wrapped around her waist. Uraraka couldn't contain her crimson blush. "Bakugou?"

He whispered in her ear. "May I say that you look stunning tonight?"

"T-Thank you." Uraraka gulped the ball of nerves on her throat. "You look handsome as well... With you red suit and mask. It suits you immensely."

He growled this time. "Thank you."

A warm shiver ran down her spine. Suddenly, he turned her around again making her face him.

"You sure are inspired tonight..."

Bakugou smirked. "And you are very distracted it seems." He raised his hand in front of her face, something golden hanging from his palm.

The maid looked at the object strangely, realizing the empty feeling on her neck and searching frantically on her chest with her hand. She gazed up in surprise at the beast's stealing gesture. "How... How did you do that?!"

He raised his hand up high, making her jump and try to reach for the necklace. "It's art."

"Give it back!"

Bakugou laughed at Uraraka's short stature and how she wasn't able to reach for his hand. "You are adorable."

"Hey-!"

He placed both of his hands behind his back, watching as Uraraka kept reaching for the necklace. But, as Bakugou brought his other hand into view, something from between his fingers sparked curiosity in the girl.

She stopped herself from her scavenger hunt and stared at the hand. "What do you have there, Bakugou?"

The beasts smiled, staring down at Uraraka. "Something that could tie our happiness forever."

Slowly, he opened his hand in front of her face, revealing a small golden-wire ring. Uraraka's eyes widened in shock. "W-what-?"

"Will you marry me?"

Uraraka couldn't help the new round of tears forming in her eyes, a happiness emerging from the depths of her heart. "Y-Yes!"

Bakugou closed the distance between them, colliding their lips in a perfect shape. The flowers that once withered returned to life, their color vibrant in the bright moonlight. Their lament replaced with celebration.

They separated from each other, Uraraka raising her left hand and watching as the beast placed the handmade ring on her finger.

"H-How-Where did you find this?"

The beast scratched the back of his head once more in his nervousness. "I-I made it myself... I asked Todoroki for some golden wire because I wanted to make it like the color of your eyes..." He looked away, his blush rising. "I-I'm sorry it's a little big, I made it to my own size considering that I didn't know yours-"

"It's beautiful..." She looked from the ring to Bakugou's eyes. "I love it..."

"W-Well you are supposed to! I d-did it from the bottom of my heart!"

Uraraka laughed at Bakugou's nervousness. "Don't be too hard on yourself, I really do! And..." She looked away. "I will be honored to become your wife..."

The beast watched as the girl fondled with the ring, his heart skipping a beat at the sight. "Uraraka… I have something to tell you. Something I wanted to tell you before we were interrupted by that general."

"Y-yes?" Her gaze met his once more, feeling his warmth closer.

"I..." He gulped back his nerves. "I love you."

Another wave of shock washed over the girl, then closing her eyes and kissing him once more. When they separated she looked straight into his eyes.

"I love you too, Bakugou…"

They both smiled, nature doing the same with them.

Bakugou wrapped his hands around Uraraka's waist, bringing her into his lips once more. They divulged into each other like a savory treat, their hearts beating at the same rhythm, both eager for something unfinished.

This time when they separated something more passionate lingered in the air.

"I think we should finish what we started the last time we met..." Bakugou growled, his mouth close to Uraraka's neck.

"What do you mean...?"

His red eyes glowed with lust in the dark, grabbing her mask and placing it back on her face. "You know what I mean..."

The glow of lust in her eyes was the silent response that Bakugou needed. Uraraka smirked. "Then let us enjoy the rest of the night."