By the sixth day, three more students showed up. In the morning it was a girl named Momo Yaoyorozu. She was pretty quiet but she was really nice. Izuku was shocked by her quirk as she pulled out a sword from her leg. He checked out the sword and it was definitely real.

"That's so cool! You would be a great hero! You could assist in rescue and create items that those who are hurt need!"

She smiled.

"Thank you. What is your name by the way?"

"OH! Izuku Midoriya."

"Nice to meet you. I must unpack right now. I'll talk to you later."

She's really nice. I wonder what kind of fighter she is.

Around noon, a red haired boy showed up. He had a big smile on his face, even when he glanced at Izuku. He waved and smiled at him. Izuku watched as he shook hands with Tenya who greeted him with the same kind of enthusiasm.

"I missed ya man! How have you been?!" the red haired guy asked.

"I'm fine, Kirishima! It's been a long summer but this is our last year. We have to make the best of it!"

"Of course! Did you expect any less?"

The boy named Kirishima turned towards him now.

"Who's the new guy?"

"This is Midoriya! He's a transfer student!"

"What's up man? What kind of quirk do you have?"

"I breathe fire."

"Wow really? What's up with the fire users in our class?" he joked but Izuku didn't get it obviously.

Not yet anyways.

"Oh, I'm sorry."

"Don't worry about it! It's a joy! Bakugou isn't really a fire user, more like an explosive quirk but close to the same thing. What kind of hero did you want to be?"

"The kind that helps people when they need it and fight villains when I need too."

"Great! Have you thought about getting your own agency or are you going to join one?"

Izuku scratched his head, "I haven't thought that far. I guess I can decide later on in the year?"

"Hell yea man! You have this whole year to decide. If you show enough skills at the sports festival, you'll have enough options by the end of the year!"

"I can't wait!"

"I gotta unpack! Talk to you in a bit! You're pretty cool."

Izuku smiled.

Maybe it won't be so bad after all.

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"I managed to get out of there sooner, thankfully. Are you sure you can't show up any sooner?" Shouto asked.

"I would but she won't let me. I'm having dinner that night with the whole family. She already asked Aizawa if I could move in after the first day of school and for whatever reason he agreed to it. That asshole."

"I was hoping to see you already..."

"Well, I can wait since I know you're ok now."

"Wow... I can almost tell you were sincere about that."

"Of course I am. I fucking love you, duh."

Shouto smiled and stopped in front of the giant building that he would be living the next year of his life.

"I love you too."

"No one better look at you. I'll kill them."

"I don't think anyone will look at me like that since you made it clear to everyone that I was yours and no one else's."

"Damn right. How can you remember that so well?"

"You told everyone that five minutes after I agreed to date you. They were all terrified and confused except for Eijirou who was excited for us."

"Yea, yea."

"I have to go inside and unpack."

"Alright. Send me a text when you can talk again. I gotta help the old man in the garage anyways."

"Bye."

"Bye."

Shouto hung up his phone and headed inside. He wheeled in his extra large luggage bag behind him and entered the building. He took in a deep breath feeling himself relax being back at Heights Alliance. He truly felt like he was back home again. And after this year, he wouldn't have to return home to that hellhole.

He made it up the stairs and towards the dorms. Much to his surprise he saw Present Mic walk into class 1A dorms. To Shouto that was a little strange since Aizawa would be the one to visit once in a while but he trusted them to keep themselves under control because he was always so tired.

Shouto entered their dorm area a few minutes after the hero did. He saw Kirishima, Tenya then Momo but there was a new kid in the kitchen with Present Mic. The two of them were talking. It was easy to see him from across the room with his messy green hair.

The new boy turned around and looked at Shouto.

Thump thump thump

Shouto's poor heart pounded erratically. It had to be those big green eyes that were soft looking and full of happiness. Was it the freckles?

Oh.

"Todoroki! Are you ok?" Mic asked.

"Huh?"

"Your face, it's pink? Are you sick or did you just get off the phone with Bakugou?" he teased.

"Yea."

Present Mic laughed, "Shouto, meet Izuku Midoriya! He's a fellow fire user just like you!"

Shouto blinked looking uninterested but only because he was trying to focus on regaining his thought process.

"Hello there," the new boy said.

"H-hi."

"Man, you're never nervous around new people," Kirishima said making him jump.

"What? No, I'm fine. Just have a lot on my mind."

"So... Are you Endeavor's son? I'm just asking because of the last name," Izuku said with a small smile.

Shouto's whole demeanor changed and he gave Izuku a dirty look.

"I am. That's doesn't matter and I don't want to hear about how great it is being the son of a hero. You wouldn't understand."

The carpet at his feet was a little icy as Shouto walked away. He hated when people mentioned his father.

I don't want people to see me that way. I hate being Endeavor's son. Makes me sick.

He slammed his bedroom door shut behind him and put the bag beside of the door. Shouto sighed looking at his phone. He really wanted to call Katsuki and talk to him some more since he missed him so much. It had been days since he saw him in person. The selfies they took and sent to each other wasn't enough.

It was even hard to video call.

Ugh.

Shouto threw himself on his bed and took a deep breath.

Who is that kid anyways?

X

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"Don't mind Shouto," Hizashi said.

Izuku looked up from his plate of food. He had been sitting in the kitchen alone for the past hour. He was really surprised by the angry, cold look on that boy's face. He looked nervous at first but every changed the moment he said Endeavor's name. He wondered what kind of stuff had happened for someone with a gentle looking face to make an expression like that.

"Do what?"

"You haven't ate. What's bothering you?"

"Well, I didn't mean to upset him. I didn't mean to give that as my first impression."

The man grinned, grabbing his plate of food.

"Let me warm this up. You need to eat."

"Thanks," he said but he was still sulking.

"He'll cheer up after he talks to his boyfriend, don't worry."

Izuku smiled, "He must be really nice then."

Mic chuckled nervously, "Kind of. He's very... out spoken. I think that's the best way of putting it."

"Oh, ok."

"You have one day left, are you excited?"

Izuku nodded.

"You plan on pushing yourself tomorrow anyways, aren't you?"

He gave Hizashi a sly smile.

"I'm going to train with Kirishima and Tenya tomorrow."

"See! You're already getting along with everyone else! Oh, there's probably one kid you could get along with well. He trains under Shouta."

"Oh really?"

"Yea! Hitoshi Shinsou. You would almost think of him as Shouta's son but they aren't related in any way. He should show up tomorrow and I'm sure he'll introduce you two!"

I don't know how to feel about that. To train under Uncle Shouta, he's going to be just like him... right?

"Here, eat up."

"Thank you."

It was close to midnight before Izuku started to feel tired. He hadn't done anything in the last two days to wear himself out and he was being to feel the effects of being tired already. He closed the red journal he had been writing in and started to get up but something stopped him. He turned his head slightly to see Shouto standing there in the doorway of the kitchen.

"Um..."

Shouto blinked.

"I didn't mean to upset you. I just knew you by your last name. I didn't mean you were anything like him."

The boy sighed.

"Don't worry about it."

"Sorry."

He didn't say anything as he headed for the fridge and grabbed a water. He sat down by Izuku and stared at him.

"Can... Can I help you?"

"Do I know you? Your last name is familiar."

Izuku blushed, "It's nothing. I'm going to bed."

He could barely stand staring at those mismatched eyes as he got up. Once he made it into the hallway, he sprinted off into his room.

That was really weird.

He shut the door behind him and locked it. Izuku's poor heart was pounding at a weird, fast pace. What was it about that kid? Was it the way he looked at him? He went from being angry to this cold, unresponsive person. It was hard to tell what the boy was thinking.

Izuku placed the book by his bed and sat down.

I wonder... Did he already connect the dots to who I am or is he's just messing with me?

He pulled his pants and shirt off before climbing under the covers.

He has some really pretty eyes though. You wouldn't know he was related to Endeavor by looking at him. I guess he would be glad about that.

Izuku closed his eyes and tried clearing his mind so he could finally sleep some.

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