IZUKU POV

Today was the day that we had been working towards for the past few months. Today I was finally going to confront my mother after all these years. After a lot of debate of when would be the proper time to visit and even more time spent convincing Auntie Mitsuki to tell us which exact facility she was at, everything was finally in motion. The train ride that was taking me to the city she was located in was giving me plenty of time to think. I didn't know what we were going to talk about or even how she would react to seeing me, but I knew that I needed to take this step. As much help as it would have been to be able to think of something to say to her, I couldn't get Auntie Mitsuki's words out of my head.

"Izuku, I know this is something you feel like you need to do, but your mom isn't the same person anymore. I've been visiting her every other week since she went away and I've watched the changes. I have no right to keep you away from her, but I don't want to see you hurt like that again."

Shaking my head I went to stare out the window of the train. This wasn't the only thing weighing on my mind. Mana Joke somehow convinced Pops that Kyoka and I should come over for dinner tonight. Of course I had very little say in the matter since Kyoka was quick to agree. On top of that we also had finals next week so there was that as well.

Kyoka: "You better not be running away before tonight."

I laughed to myself as I read the message Kyoka sent me. She always seemed to appear whenever I needed her most, even if it wasn't apparent to me at the time.

Izuku: "No promises, you know I'm not the most reliable when it comes to that."

Kyoka: "You're an ass you know… so how are you holding up?"

Izuku: "About as well as you'd expect me to. I'm just trying to keep the voices quiet for now."

Kyoka: "Well I guess I'll let you think about the cute outfit I have picked out for tonight if you need a distraction."

Izuku: "I didn't realize I needed your permission to think about my cute girlfriend."

Kyoka: "Normally no, but I have something special planned for tonight."

Izuku: "How special are we talking?"

Kyoka: "Izuku, you're having lewd thoughts aren't you?"

Izuku: "My thoughts are a hundred times more lewd than what you're imagining."

Kyoka: "You know zero times a hundred is still zero. My thoughts are completely pure."

Izuku: "Says the girl that stormed into my room to makeout before she went to visit her parents because she 'needed some tongue action'."

Kyoka: "That was a completely different scenario and I told you to forget that I said that."

Izuku: "And I told you that barging in and saying you need some tongue action is highly suggestive of something else."

Kyoka: "I told you not yet! Jesus this is what I get for trying to be nice."

Izuku: "… You were being nice?"

Kyoka: "Izuku I swear to God I will make you regret uttering those words."

Izuku: "I'm sorry, I'm broken, please fix me."

Kyoka: "You know I can't stay mad at you, it's like hating a puppy… said puppy may have depression and self-destructive tendencies, but it is still a puppy."

Izuku: "Woof woof."

Kyoka: "And what fresh hell is this?"

Izuku: "Kinky roleplay?"

Kyoka: "That's it, now you have to wait to see my cute outfit. Oh and you better believe me it is extremely cute, Yaomomo helped me pick it out and you know what that girl can do with clothes. So enjoy having the anticipation of seeing me eat away at your focus."

The train was finally reaching my destination. It was a short ten minute walk from the station to the rehabilitation center mom was being kept at. I let out a sigh as I stood up and got off the train.

Izuku: "Thanks Kyoka, you always are there and help keep me from overthinking situations. I know I said it once without thinking, but I really do love you."

Kyoka: "God damn puppies… I love you too. I'm sure you have a list of people waiting to hear how all this goes, but I better be the first alright."

Izuku: "Of course."

Kyoka: "Good. I'll talk to you later. Oh and try not to think about fishnets too much."

I stared at her last text for a minute confused trying to figure out what she meant. But soon a grin spread across my face as I sighed in content.

"That girl will be the death of me someday."

I continued down the street slowly making my way closer to my destination. The words that Auntie Mitsuki had said to me still echoed in my head. Even though I didn't want to think about it, I couldn't help but wonder what I would encounter. Would she recognize me? Would she be happy to see me? Would she hate me? Every possibility ran through my head as I walked through the front gate of the rehabilitation center. I stopped and took a deep breath as I stood in front of the doors.

"What are you doing here?"

I felt a chill run down my spin as I heard a familiar voice from behind me. I turned my head to see Todoroki slowly approaching.

"God dammit."

He walked right past me and began to open the door. "Either come in or leave, standing out front isn't doing anyone any good."

I let out a sigh before walking to the door catching up to Todoroki. The two of us walked in silence. He wasn't the outgoing type and he rarely interacted with us unless necessary, but ever since the sports festival he seemed to be trying to open up more. As we made our way to the front desk the lady working it looked up with a smile.

"It's good to see you again. I was wondering what time you would be arriving and it seems you brought a friend with you this time."

I looked over at Todoroki, surprised. The fact that the front desk recognized him was shocking.

"I come at the same time every week. I didn't bring him, he came on his own."

The lady seemed to be a little disappointed before turning to me. "So how can I help you today?"

I cleared my throat before reaching for my wallet. "I'm Izuku Midoriya, someone should have called yesterday to schedule a visit for me."

She took my ID and started to type on her computer for a minute. "I see you're here to visit your mother Inko, correct?"

"Yes ma'am."

"Alright, just go ahead and sign in here and I'll let you know which room she is in." She handed me a clipboard that had my ID attached to it.

Once all the paperwork was complete the lady told us where I could find my mother. Coincidentally she was in the wing as whoever Todoroki was visiting. Once again we walked in silence. Our footsteps echoed through the hallway as we passed by rooms. Before too long we were approaching the room Todoroki was stopping at. The door opened up before he reached it and a familiar voice came from inside.

"Alright, I'll talk to you later Rei, I know that your son has come every Saturday for the past month or so now."

I came to a stop as I felt my heart rate increase. I wasn't sure if it was audible to anyone else but to me it was all I could hear. Todoroki looked at me oddly before stopping as well. "Everything alright Midoriya?"

"Did someone call me?"

"Uh oh, I know that voice. Looks like there's no way of you wiggling your way out this time Inko." A lady with hair white as snow came from the door with a smile. "Welcome Shoto, it's good to see you again. I see you brought a friend as well this time."

My heart rate continued to rise as all the moisture seemed to leave my mouth. From behind the door a second woman appeared. I felt a faint sting on the side of my cheek when our eyes met.

"Izuku…"

Auntie Mitsuki was right, she had changed. All the weight she had put on due to stress was gone and she looked like she did when I was still little. Her eyes didn't have that tired look to them that I had come to know. It was a relief to know that she was doing better.

"Hey Mom… it's been awhile."

Todoroki's mom looked between my mother and myself before ending on her. "Inko, you never told me you had a son."

I bit my tongue. It stung knowing that she hadn't told anyone about me. My mom's eyes were wide as she took a small step back as her voice started to waiver.

"Wh.. what are you doing here? Why di.. did you come?"

I let out a nervous laugh and scratched the back of my head. "It's been over three years, is it odd that I'd want to see you?"

That was a complete lie. Truth be told, I wasn't sure why I was really here. Ms. Midnight had encouraged it and said it would be good for me, but I never was able to come up with a specific reason. I always just have vague answers saying it was something that I needed to do.

"No, get away. It's your fault I'm in here. No son of mine would have a cursed quirk like yours."

Both Todoroki and his mother looked at my mom perplexed before looking back at me.

"Midoriya, I thought you were quirkless?"

"God dammit." I took my knuckles and started to rub my left wrist with them.

"Inko, calm down. I'm sure it's not his fault." Todoroki's mom tried to reassure my mother.

"No, no, no you don't understand. Every single day not knowing what was real or not was a living hell. So much time unaccounted for and so many things that didn't add up."

I stood there completely shocked at what I had been seeing. I couldn't once recall my mother breaking down like that. Even the first time when I manifested my quirk it wasn't like this. Two broken people who blamed their shitty lives on the same thing was almost comical. I couldn't help but laugh at the situation which drew some looks of concern my way. From the outside looking in this situation almost looked as if this was some grand reveal of my master plan, but in truth it was painful. It was so painful that all I could do was laugh as I was rejected by the one person that should have accepted me. Nothing more was said between us as I turned around and continued to laugh as I walked away. Only one good thing came of that while situation. I had finally found my reason for coming today. It was to put an end to the charade that I had a family.

I found myself sitting on a bench outside the rehabilitation center. I had just gotten off the phone with Auntie Mitsuki and told her all that had happened. Her reaction gave me the idea that she knew something like this would happen. I wasn't mad at her though, even if she had told me it would play out this way I still would have had to come at some point. That being said, it still didn't make it any easier to hear. I continued sitting there staring at my phone trying to figure out who I should call next. I knew Kyoka wanted to be the first to hear how it went, but I had already ruined that one, but Ms. Midnight made the most sense. While I was scrolling through my contacts an unexpected voice approached me.

"So I guess my feeling of a kinship I felt with you makes sense."

I looked up from my phone to see Todoroki standing in front of me. "Yeah, I guess so."

His unrelenting eyes met mine. "Are you going to explain what all that was or just leave me to my imagination."

I let out a sigh before noticing for him to come sit down. "It's kind of a long story."

Todoroki sat on the bench with me and listened to my explanation of everything that was relevant to what had just happened. The entire time he kept a face that showed no emotion.

Todoroki let out a sigh after I finished my story. "So that's why I suddenly remembered that day during our fight."

"Yeah, sorry about that, it was my only chance of winning." I scratched the back of my head and looked away from him. "However I wasn't expecting you to turn into a human fireball right afterwards."

"Neither was I." I looked back at him with a blank face and he looked at me with the same expression. "But I think it was for the best."

My expression turned into one of confusion. "What?"

"Well you using your quirk caused me to use my fire side. Then you said those painfully annoying words about accepting it because it's part of me. Afterwards I did some serious thinking and decided to try reconnecting with my mom. All of that has led me to now, a time where I've accepted my quirk and don't see it as a reminder of my past."

A small grin formed on my face as I started to relax again. "If you say so." I turned to the ground before leaning back on the bench. "Hey Todoroki, do you mind keeping this quiet? I don't want the class to know about this."

"Sure, it would be annoying for both of us to get pestered about our moms."

"So true." I let out a soft chuckle. "Speaking of moms, why aren't you with yours now? That is the whole point of your apparent weekly visit."

"She's helping calm your mom down. It seems they trust and lean on each other for support. I figured I should do the same for a friend."

"Wait, we're friends?"

Todoroki looked at me with a slightly dejected face. "Are we not? I mean we had that talk at the hospital."

"I mean yeah, but we've only had three actual conversations since school started… and that's including the one we had today."

"So does that mean we're not friends?"

"I… umm… no?" I put my hand on my chin as I started to think. "When does friendship really begin? Kyoka and I didn't really start for a few months, but on the other hand I would feel confident in saying that Yaomomo and I were certain to be friends after our talk during the quirk assessment test." I continued to think while Todoroki stared at the leaves on the ground. "Oh the hell with it, we're friends."

Todoroki looked up from the ground as he kept the same emotionless look on his face. "Well can I ask you a question as a friend?"

I looked at Todoroki a little skeptical. "…sure."

"Does Jirou know about everything?"

I started to laugh at his question. "She's always known. It's impossible to hide anything from her."

"I'm guessing you two have known each other since before UA."

"Woah slow your roll, you asked for a question not questions."

Todoroki looked at me surprised before looking down. "Oh.. sorry."

I put my hand on his shoulder while laughing. "Relax dude I'm just messing with you."

He let out a sigh. "Oh thank God. I thought I ruined my first friendship."

I looked at him somewhat taken back. "God damn dude… but yeah we've known each other for a while now."

"I see."

I let out a sigh before standing up. "Alright now it's my turn to ask a question."

"Ok."

"So do the curtains match the drapes? I mean is it all a perfect split down the middle?"

"It's actually a spiral." He answered without hesitation.

I stared at him with a blank expression. "Well that's much more visually appealing."

KYOKA POV

"Dammit Izuku, I told you to cut it out."

"I'm sorry I just can't help it."

"Are you going to be doing this all night?" Izuku didn't respond as he walked towards what I assumed was Mr. Aizawa's house. He was currently too preoccupied with something else. "Hey my eyes are up here you know."

"I am very well aware of that."

I shot my jack into his ribs to get him to stop. "Look Izuku, I'm kind of freaking out. It's not exactly normal to go to your teacher's house to be interrogated by his girlfriend."

"I thought nothing was normal in this world?"

I sent him a glare before sending some vibrations into his ribs. "I thought I told you to stop stealing my lines."

He rubbed the spot that I sent my jacks at as we continued down the street. "Either be mad at me for staring or stealing lines, you can't do both."

"Oh believe me I'm quite the multitasker."

Izuku started to laugh. "Relax, it will be fine. Mama Joke already likes you and Pops… well he's Pops."

I felt my eye twitch a little. "You know that didn't inspire as much confidence as I think you hoped it would."

He looked at me blankly. "That was supposed to instill confidence?"

I groaned to myself before stopping. "How did you manage to stay calm when you came over to my house?"

"I was given a motivational speech from my friend liquid courage."

I stared at him blankly. "I should have seen that one coming."

He reached out, taking my hand before pulling me towards him. "Come on Kyoka, you already know Pops approves and so does Mama Joke. All this so that she gets to know you better. Besides you were the one that was so quick to agree when Pops asked us about it."

"Don't remind me." I nervously fiddled with one of my jacks.

"Hey if everything goes wrong, we can have some tongue action when we get back to forget about the night."

"God dammit Izuku, I told you to forget about that." I sent my jacks at Izuku who was starting to run away from me.

By the time we arrived at Mr. Aizawa's house, we had become an interesting sight. Izuku was holding his ribs that were more than likely bruised and I was trying to catch my breath from chasing him. Needless to say we weren't the poster children for how to act before dinner with the parents. Luckily Mr. Aizawa was as aloof as ever so he didn't seem to care at all. On the other hand Ms. Fukukado couldn't help but laugh at our disheveled appearance, but I guess that's better than being criticized.

It was interesting to see the interactions between three different personalities, but somehow they got along swimmingly. After a few short minutes it was clear to see where Izuku got his sense of humor from and I wasn't sure how I exactly felt about it. I was able to meet the fabled Licorice that Izuku had described as a 'loveable asshole' and his description was pretty spot on when he only came to me when I had food. The night had been smoother than I expected which caused me to wonder why I was so stressed earlier.

"I'm sorry to ask this, but Jirou could you come help me get the last few things ready for dinner?"

Even without my quirk anyone who had half a brain could tell she had other motives, but it would have been rude to refuse her. "Of course, I don't mind."

Her face lit up with a smile. "Great! Now why don't you two go ahead and wait outside, it;'s absolutely lovely out."

Izuku and Mr. Aizawa both went to the back porch without a complaint. It was honestly unsettling seeing the both of them do as they were told with not even a single comment. When they had left I looked at her with a hint of nervousness. "What can I help with Ms. Fukukado?"

"Oh nothing at all, I was just hoping we could have a little girl talk and please just call me Emi."

In almost any other situation this would be a simple thing, but having girl talk with what is essentially your boyfriend's mom is a whole different beast that I wasn't sure I was ready for.

I could feel the sweat forming on my hands as I stood in the kitchen next to her. "Oh God, is this how Izuku felt meeting my parents?"

"So, I hear your all ears?" She gave me a smile.

I stared at her blankly. "I… uh… what?"

"Izuku once told me that you were all ears, I do love a good pun."

I could feel my eye twitch a little before sighing in relief. "Of course he told you about that."

A smirk spread across her face. "He told me quite a bit about you."

I was starting to feel a little nervous because there wasn't a single hint of misguidance in her voice. "I hope it was only good things. If not him and I may need to have a conversation later."

She started to laugh a little. "Of course he told me how he was actually upset when you two first met because you were in his spot and how he thought you were just another face in the ocean of people."

"Oh did he now?" I tightened my fist a little as I looked out the window at him and Mr. Aizawa talking.

"He also told me that you were the best thing to ever happen to him and how anytime he thought about you he felt better."

"He is such an idiot." I could help but smile as I fiddled with one of my jacks.

"So I've heard his side of the story, now I want to hear yours. Tell me what drew you to him?" She leaned in with a smile.

"I honestly don't know, it sort of just happened. When we first met I kind of invaded his personal space because I saw him making a lot of notes. It turned out to be music related and we started talking. Then I ran into him at the music store and we started talking again. He ended up running out because my dad was being stupid, but after that I couldn't get him off my mind. I really don't know how to explain it, I hope that satisfies you."

She crossed her arms before standing up straight. "Oh to middle schoolers and crushing, just so innocent. Well how did you two get back together? After the stunt he pulled I was surprised to find out you still liked him.

I looked at her surprised. "How did you know I still liked him?"

"I was a teenage girl once you know. Besides, how many girls get upset when a guy who means nothing to them except a friend tells them they already have plans?"

I felt my face heat up. "Yeah I guess you're right."

"Of course I am." She gave me a smile. "Now how did the young love rekindle?"

"Slowly… and then we sort of fell off of a cliff with boulders tied to us." I rubbed the back of my head embarrassed.

"Ah young love, but I want some details."

"Well the first night after classes we talked and he explained more or less everything that had happened to him. It was a weird mixture of emotions that night. I wasn't sure if I should be mad at him for hurting me like that or happy that he was still alive. But as much as I didn't want to admit it to him I understood why he did it, I sure as hell didn't agree with it though. After that we talked occasionally trying to be as cordial as possible. When we had dinner with my parents he told us about his home life and we all saw the toll it had taken on him. It was really a miracle he made it as far as he did. I couldn't stay mad at him for trying his hardest to change and better himself and I admired that about him. Then the USJ attack happened… When all was said and done I realized I didn't want to lose him again so I decided to leave everything in the past and hope we could be like how we used to be, but it turned into something more. It wasn't until the day of the sports festival that I realized I still loved him. He and another classmate of ours were talking on the roof and I listened in. Izuku cryptically described our previous relationship to him and that's when I finally admitted to myself that I still loved him."

Ms. Emi nodded her head. "And then you two when to the beach and got back together. I'm guessing you made the first move."

My face turned red as I played with my jack. "Actually he did…"

She looked at me with a blank expression before tilting her head confused. "Seriously?"

"Yeah, I was surprised too." I continued to play with one of my jacks. "I'm glad he did though. I really like the confident Izuku that doesn't shy away like he used to, I just wish I could have been there and seen the transformation happen myself."

Me. Emi put a hand on my head as she smiled at me. "Well you get to be there for him now and help him accomplish his dreams."

"Yeah, you're right." I smiled back at her.

"Now I have one more question for you."

I looked at her a little confused. "I thought tonight was going to be full of questions?"

"It is, but this one is different… How was Izuku today after the visit?" Her voice had a slight tremble.

My expression turned concerned. "I'm not sure, he didn't really talk about it. When I asked he only gave me vague answers. Did he not talk to you about it?"

"No, all I knew was that he was going to try and see her at some point. It wasn't until Shota told me that it was today that I found out."

"Did something happen between you two?"

"Oh no, nothing at all. He must have just forgotten to mention it to me." She let out a nervous laugh.

My concerned expression didn't change at all. It was obvious to anyone that she was lying, but this was something that I knew I shouldn't push. "Yeah probably so, he's been pretty busy lately. I mean during the internships he forgot to text me for the majority of the week." I gave her a laugh trying to erase some of the tension.

She gave a small smile as some of the energy returned to her face. "Yeah, that sounds like Izuku alright. When he gets set on something he loses all track of time."

"Yeah, especially when it comes to music."

"Oh, don't even get me started on that. Did he ever tell you the story of how he was late to his own party?"

My eyes lit up with a newfound interest. "No, he never did."

Me. Emi started to snicker. "Well Shota and I had planned to celebrate his birthday by having a little get together. Nothing big, just us, Ms. Nemuri, Principal Nezu, and a few other people he had met through us. Well we told him to come down for dinner in a little because it would be ready soon. We had planned to hide and surprise him, but he never showed up. Well we didn't want to leave our spots and ruin it so we waited, three hours later he comes down, sees everyone looking at him confused, grabs a drink from the fridge, and walks back to his room as if it was a normal day."

I started to laugh at what I had just heard. "Oh my God, I can totally see him walking in then walking out like nothing happened."

"I know, then when Shota and I went and asked him what he was doing he said, 'Oh shit, it is my birthday'. I lost it and started laughing while Shota just looked annoyed. Surprisingly the party went well after that."

"That's so like him. I mean just the other week he pulled essentially an all nighter just to finish a project for Present Mic."

"Oh really, why did he do that?" She leaned in intrigued.

A faint blush spread across my face. "Well… um… I wanted to do something with him, but he had to have it done before the weekend was over. So he stayed up all night to finish it."

A smirk formed as she leaned in further. "This wouldn't happen to be the night before the beach trip would it?"

My face quickly turned three shades darker. "It might have, you know, all the days start to blend together at some point."

"I bet they do." She replaced her smirk with a smile before going back to finish preparing the food. "So Jirou, do you mind doing me a favor?"

I looked at her surprised. "Sure."

Her voice had a somber tone. "Keep a close eye on Izuku. I know he seems to have made a complete change, but he still has that scared little kid in him that is just waiting for someone he can trust."

"Sure… I was already planning on it, but I'll make sure of it."

"Great, now let's go eat. I'm sure we've kept our men waiting long enough." Her voice had completely cheered up as she handed me a tray to help carry out.

"Yeah, I think they might be feeling a little left out." I looked out the window to see Izuku and Mr. Aizawa sitting in silence both staring at their phones.

"They seem to be having a real party out there don't they?" She looked outside as well while chuckling to herself.

"I think I know what will liven it up." I smirk spread across my face as I opened the sliding glass door.

Mr. Aizawa and Izuku looked up as I started to walk out. "Do you and Emi need any help?"

"No thanks, we have it all handled… Pops."

Mr. Aizawa's eyes went wide while Izuku nearly fell out of his chair. I sat the tray down and went back inside to see the biggest smile on Ms. Emi's face.

"God dammit Emi, we talked about this."

"It wasn't me this time Shota, she did it on her own."

I turned around and glared at Mr. Aizawa. "Hey don't yell at Mama Joke."

A high pitch squeal came from her that caused my ears to ring before she wrapped her arms around me. "She is an angel, Izuku you better not screw this up."

Everyone started to laugh except Mr. Aizawa who was still trying to process what had just happened. While Ms. Emi and I finished bringing out the food, I heard a soft voice come from the table.

"Thanks for this, I love you."

I looked up to see Izuku who had a genuine smile on his face. I laughed to myself as I sat next to him.

"This idiot, the first time he says it to me in person he whispers it."