Todoroki's P.O.V.

Beep. Beep. Beep. Beep. I opened my eyes, the bright light of the morning hitting me in the worst way. I closed my eyes again, inhaling. Lavender and maple. Both familiar and not. I opened my eyes again, finally attempting to adjust to the brightness. In front of me I witnessed light blue hair cascading across fair and toned, scratched, bruised, and bitten shoulders. I touched a particularly deep scratch, it fitting my fingers perfectly.

"Shoto… Turn off your alarm." She moaned, exhaling beneath my grasp.

"Right." It was all I could think to say as I moved around to look to the blaring phone. As I did, we both called out in pain.

"Your knot." She said moving her body back towards me.

"Apologies." I said quickly, grabbing the phone and putting an end to the infuriating ringtone. "I should leave for school."

"Not yet, you're warm." She said pressing her back to my chest firmly, pulling my left arm over her to grasp her breast. I swallowed.

"Nejire. We… we need to discuss what happened last night."

"Wow. You really are gay, aren't you?" She chuckled.

"Unfortunately."

She moved my hand down to her belly, protruding out thanks to my sperm. "It's likely to take."

"You are very fertile." I confirmed. Unhindered by birth control, her ability to bare children was incredible to scent.

"I'm so sorry Shoto."

"Don't be, you had about as much choice in the matter as I did." I didn't even want to think of what my father threatened her with. He's her boss, he could ruin her career on a whim. He'd probably been plotting this for some time now. I'd hate for that to be the reason he hired her, she's much too good of a hero for that. "If you'd like me to claim you..."

"You didn't last night." She said moving a hand to her neck.

"I wanted to respect your wishes. I regret I didn't have more control than that."

"You were presented with a virgin and fertile unsuppressed omega in heat. I'm surprised you had any control at all." She said as my knot finally released, and she could sit up properly. I inspected her body. It was littered with scratches and bruises, bites all over. No, I should have had much more control.

"Let me at least tend to your wounds." I said, getting up and going to her medicine cabinet in the bathroom. It was well stocked, and she had plenty of supplies to choose from. A very responsible Pro Hero.

"This is nothing, in fact most of these are from the fight yesterday. Nothing to worry about." She chuckled as I helped her get cleaned up. I didn't believe her, but she was certainly trying to make me feel better about it all. "You were actually rather gentle, concerned about how I felt. You're a good Alpha Shoto, don't you forget that." She marveled, running her hands through the red of my hair. "I never thought my first time with an alpha would be quite so… sweet."

I shook my head, putting a bandage on a particularly deep bite on her collar bone. "We should discuss what we are going to do in the future."

"There will be plenty of time for that. I'll take a test in a few weeks. We'll go from there."

"Alright." I said inspecting her further, seeing no more serious wounds in need of first aid.

"Go to class and just try to be normal alright? It's your last year at UA, no need to be all serious about things."

"I'm not going to abandon you Nejire, I will take responsibility for my actions."

"I know that Shoto. But I assure you, your father has thought of everything."

"That I don't doubt." I agreed, finding my clothes strewn across the apartment. Looking around the flat for the first time, it was clear my father was already paying her handsomely even for a new hero. "Is it really okay me leaving like this? You're still in heat. We have… things to discuss."

"You have school, and I'll be fine, I swear."

"You've never been with an alpha before, unsuppressed… you'll be in a lot of pain."

"I'm a Pro Hero Shoto, pain comes with the job description." She said getting up and putting some pajamas on. "Shoo shoo, go to school. Get out of here." She said playfully, pushing me in the chest to her door, giving me a small vibration using her quirk.

"Okay. I can come by later if you'd like."

"The honorable Shoto." She got on her toes and kissed me on my cheek. "If you do come back later, you better bring chocolate double fudge brownie ice cream."

"I'll do my best." I said bowing and opening the door.

"I won't let you back in here without it!" She giggled going back to bed. I let out a sigh, closing the door and going out to the town car that was apparently still parked outside. I was late as it is, so I changed into yesterday's uniform as the car drove me to UA. It was wrinkled, not as fresh as I would have liked, but like I said, I was already late as it is. Grabbing my backpack I tied my tie as I walked down the halls. I opened the door to class 3-A, relieved to see Mr. Aizawa asleep in his usual corner. My relief lasted only a few seconds as my classmates greeted me with whistles and jeers.

"You heathens, leave the man alone." Iida said, attempting to shield me from the cheers of the rest of the class.

"What's going on?" I asked as he escorted me to my seat.

"They're all up in arms about a silly newspaper article."

"What article?"

"Dude you haven't seen it yet?" Sato asked in shock, ruffling the magazine in his hands.

"The bisexual, bicolored, bi-quirked hero gets a booty call!" Mineta exclaimed.

"What?" I took the magazine from Tokoyami's hands, gazing at the front cover. It was a picture of me last night, outside of Nejire's flat, mauling her. Oh my god. Who could have possibly been taking pictures? Who would care? I flipped through the magazine and they had pictures of us leaving the agency, at dinner, insinuating things like we were on a proper date! We're just… coworkers, both set up by my father's dishonorable intentions! No this isn't right, this isn't right at all. I looked up and was met with Midoriya's shocked gaze across the room. He was truly hurt by my actions. I felt deep guilt pooling in the pit of my stomach. What have I done? I shook my head. No, no! I have no reason to feel guilty. Midoriya is blissfully in love, possibly pregnant by Bakugo and me… me I might be having a baby of my own sire soon. I can't feel guilty, I have no reason to. But yet… yet I do.

"Now that our local celebrity has joined us, it's about time we talked about your hero image." Our teacher said, getting up from his sleeping bag.

"I'm sorry Mr. Aizawa, but I must make a phone call." I said leaving the room. Yes, a phone call. The first step in ripping my father's throat out with my own teeth. To say I was absolutely livid was an understatement.

Midoriya's P.O.V.

"… and the last group will be, Bakugo, Midoriya, Mineta, Ashido, Aoyama, and Todoroki when he gets back from his call. Treat this like an interview with the press. You guys know each other better than anyone, so really get personal. Ask questions that make you uncomfortable and practice how you should answer. Alright, go on, get in your groups." Mr. Aizawa said before zipping up his sleeping bag. I'm in a group with Kacchan and Todoroki and we're supposed to ask invasive and uncomfortable questions, the morning the world found out, not only had Todoroki moved on, but he's moved on to one of the most beautiful and powerful omega heroes in our society. Yeah, I'm not exactly taking that news very well at the moment. I wanted to throw up, cry, and scream all at the same time.

"Could you fuckin stop releasing distress hormones for two seconds Deku? You're giving me and half the class a god damn migraine." Kacchan said grabbing the back of my neck above my collar. He commanded me, pulling me into his lap and nuzzling into my shoulder, biting on the edges of the collar.

"What did I say about commanding me Kacchan?" I whisper/growled at him, but still allowed him to possessively wrap his arms around me.

"What did I say about caring about scar face?" He whisper/growled back as our group began to gather around us. I rolled my eyes. This was not an argument I was willing to have in public, in front of my classmates. They scooted their seats around us to form a group, but we were still waiting for Shoto. A few minutes later, he walked back in. He looked unhinged, so very angry and disheveled. He sat down in the circle, as far away from me as possible it seemed. He ran his hands through his hair and everyone just looked at him in silence. When he finally looked up and realized we were all watching him, his face construed into a glare.

"Don't we have an assignment to do or something?" He bit back a growl.

"So like, are you and Nejire dating now?"

"Are you really bisexual?"

"You touched her boobs right? Hado's beautiful and bouncy boobs!" My classmates swarmed Shoto with questions, and I just felt sick to my stomach. I didn't want to hear the answer to any of those questions. It was making me nauseous just thinking about it.

"That's none of your business."

"Come on Todoroki, you have to give us something. A picture is worth a thousand words and there's like ten pictures here!"

Kacchan shifted underneath me, adjusting to look out the window and clicking off his hearing aids. At least he was wearing them today. I clicked one of them back on. "Kacchan you have to be a part of this, it's for a grade."

"Fuck that shit. I'm not gonna sit here and listen to shit about your ex-boyfriend's new girlfriend while you seethe with jealousy. No fuckin thank you." He clicked off his hearing aid and I knew he was going to tune me out no matter what I did. I let out a frustrated breath. He only smiled and buried his face into my stomach, ignoring us all. He's been obsessed with my stomach lately, always putting his arms around me there, resting his head there, paying special attention to the area when we have sex. It's well… making me feel a little self-conscious. I haven't been able to put on any muscle at all lately, I'm actually getting a little soft. A little chubby. Maybe it's all the good food Kacchan's been cooking me, but I've been working out so much! I don't know what's going on. My mom made me a doctor's appointment for when we go home for spring break in a couple of weeks, maybe I do need a testosterone shot… I don't know. Here I am, getting soft and fat while Todoroki's over there, dating the most beautiful omega… Seething in jealousy? More like wallowing in it. Letting it completely eat me alive.

"Just tell me, did you bone her?"

"Mineta, that's inappropriate! But I mean… we all want to know, are you really interested in girls now? Do you like betas or are you only attracted to omega?" Mina giggled, all stary eyed.

"Yes, I am curious to know as well!" Aoyama said, moving closer to Shoto.

"Maybe someone else should take a turn." Todoroki's dual-colored eyes flickered up to me, before sharply looking back down. I cleared my throat.

"Yeah, I'll take a turn." Mineta and Aoyama rolled their eyes with a groan and scooted back in their seats.

"Well okay. Mr. Aizawa said to get personal right? How do you feel Midoriya about Todoroki dating someone new?" Mineta almost taunted. It was most certainly the worst thing he could have asked me. I felt another wave of nausea crash into me.

Putting on a fake smile I replied, "I think it's great. He's found someone he's compatible with. I wish him the best." The was a lot squeakier than I had originally planned, but at least I got the sentence out without puking my guts out.

"Ugh! Boring!" Mina jeered.

"You could at least make it interesting and say you hate Hado's guts." Yuga scoffed. I looked at him like he was insane, holding back the urge to vomit once more.

"How about your life then Midoriya? Are you planning on pupping soon?" To say I was shocked by Todoroki's question was an understatement, but his choice of words. Pupping. He's always hated that type of language. Omega shaming. Pupping insinuates that's all I'm good for, making babies, having pups. I know my alpha is basically wrapped around me, deaf to the world taking a nap but… oh no. Not no. Fight the urge Midoriya, don't you dare puke now. Nope! No good!

"Excuse me!" I barely blurted, before I was running out of the classroom. I made it two steps outside before I was purging my breakfast into the nearest trashcan. Kacchan ran out, two steps behind me, watching me just release it all.

"The fuck is your problem?" He said hovering over me, arms crossed, tapping his foot.

"You should go see Recovery Girl." I looked behind and Shoto had a concerned look on his face. Nothing like the vicious look he had given me a few moments earlier. "I'm sorry if my question upset you." He apologized, looking down to the ground. I had no idea what to say so instead my response was to retch into the trashcan once more.

"Back off Icy Hot, he's fine."

"Clearly he's not, he needs a doctor."

"He's fine!" I was getting dizzy by the alpha pheromones they were producing when finally, Mr. Aizawa came out, his glare freezing everyone.

"Midoriya, if your sick you should go home for the day."

"I really think he should see Recovery Girl." Shoto insisted.

"There's nothing she can do for him, Todoroki. Get back to your dorm and rest up Izuku. You're dismissed for the day."

"I'm… what?" No he couldn't be serious. "But I have more classes today-"

"Go get some rest Midoriya, unless you want to make it a suspension."

"No sir. Right, I'm sorry." I went back inside the class and started to get my stuff, Kacchan helping me out and then following me.

"Not you Bakugo."

"What?" Kacchan growled.

"He'll be fine for a few hours without you. He needs his rest." Kacchan growled in disbelief. I quickly put my hand to his cheek, calming him.

"I'll be fine, just feeling a little sick that's all. I'll get some rest and then I'll be totally okay." I tried to say with a smile. Kacchan looked away, snarling.

"Fine. I'll come check on you at lunch." I nodded, swallowing and leaving the room, sneaking one last glance at Todoroki. He looked genuinely concerned. He shouldn't be… he has his own omega now. I looked down and began what felt like the longest walk back to the dorms.

When I got to back to my room, my body just collapsed on my bed. I felt exhausted. Physically… Emotionally… I thought maybe I should try to catch up on schoolwork or train, something, but the second my head hit the pillows those thoughts were quickly dashed. I fell asleep hard. The next thing I know, Kacchan's gripping my shoulder and shaking it violently.

"Come on nerd, it's time to wake up." Kacchan's voice was less than soothing.

"Huh? No, I don't want to Kacchan." I said curling deeper into the covers.

"You've been asleep all day. You didn't even change out of your damn uniform. I checked on you at lunch and you were out cold."
"I… I what?" I asked rubbing my eyes, I was asleep for that long? Oh I feel terrible, still all nauseous and tired.

"Come on, let's get you out of those clothes, I brought you some food too. You need to eat." Kacchan almost snarled at me, undoing the buttons on my shirt.

"I don't think I can stomach anything right now. I feel really sick Kacchan." He let out a huff and continued changing my clothes for me. Rather roughly might I add. He's frustrated, that much was obvious. He has that look on his face. He's probably pretty upset about this morning still, my stomach turned just thinking about it. "Do you want to… I umm… I mean… is like… are you okay?" I finally squeaked out.

"I think you should get the testosterone shot." He said looking away, putting my school uniform in the hamper.

"You… what? Why?" He said he didn't care about what I did. That that's dumb omega stuff and I should take care of it on my own. He never helps me with anything he deems omega. Now he suddenly has an opinion?

"All Might said you needed to build up your body to be able to handle One for All right? What happens if you lose all that?" My body parts might just go shooting off. But that a remote possibility right? I actually have no idea, I never had that talk I was supposed to have with All Might.

"It could be dangerous Kacchan."

"What could? Your borrowed quirk destroying your body or the damn shot?"

"Both." My alpha clicked his tongue, growling as he pushed me back on my bed and wrapped his arms around me, his hands settling on my stomach once again. "Why do you keep doing that?"

"Doing what?"

"Putting your hands there. I know I've gained a little bit of weight lately. You don't have to point it out."

"Shut up ya damn nerd, you're still as solid as ever, I just like my hands here alright. Leave it at that."

"But Kacchan."

"Gimme your neck and maybe I'll move my hands."

"Wear your hearing aids every day and maybe I'll think about it." I said sarcastically. We both knew how unlikely that was.

"I don't need 'em." He said promptly taking them out and dropping them on my nightstand.

"Kacchan, you're going deaf. Every time you use your quirk, your hearing gets worse. I can see it and I know you know it too." He rolled his eyes, snuggling further into out embrace. He took his hearing aids out completely, now he absolutely will just ignore me until I stopped talking. It's how he ends arguments these days, literally stopping his ability to hear me. It's incredibly frustrating. So I sat there, fiddling my thumbs as Kacchan wrapped himself around me.

"So you want me to get the shot…" I finally said.

"Huh?"

"The shot Kacchan. The shot. At least try to listen to me." I said raising my voice so there was a chance he could hear me.

"I'm listening." He mused, putting his head back on my stomach. "Just talk louder."

I let out a breath, clearing my throat. "I did some research. The effects the shot may have on my fertility are real. One in fifteen male omega experience trouble conceiving years after they get one."

"So? Isn't your quirk and being a hero more important to you." Being a hero is very important to me, the most important thing to me, but… other things can be important too can't they?

"Is… is my fertility something that might be important to… you one day?" I dared to ask. He seemed to freeze. He didn't move, his eyes wide open, staring off into space it seemed. "Kacchan?" He ran his hand through his hair, sitting up and moving away from me on the bed.

"Maybe one day." Maybe one day? I wasn't sure how to interpret it. Hopeful that he maybe did want to have kids with me, be with me in the future… or total uncertainty that he wanted to have kids at all. Even less with me. It wasn't straight forward, it wasn't clear. Our future is never clear, like he wants me to be worried about our future together. Dating Todoroki was so much easier… he was so straight forward about everything. Somewhere deep in my heart… I kind of really missed that.

I don't want to compare Kacchan and Todoroki. I've been told numerous times, by Kacchan specifically, that I shouldn't. But it's hard not to! Shoto, he was so much more observant, no, that's not the word. Kacchan sees everything too, he just doesn't act on it. He won't ask me if I need help, won't cuddle me when he knows I'm cold, won't give me a straight answer to anything, even when I ask for it. I love Kacchan, I've loved him for a really long time. But after being loved by Todoroki, loved with every fiber of his being, I don't really think Kacchan feels the same way. If he does, he doesn't show it. It just makes it hard. Being with Kacchan now, hurting Todoroki then for someone who can't love me as much as Shoto loved me. I know the door is shut for Shoto and I, but did I really make the right choice in Kacchan? Is he even capable in loving me as much as Todoroki did? Or is it just different? And is that difference good? I do know one thing, I'm not sure I like the difference. The uncertainty. The working so hard for just a glimmer of affection. It took him so long just to say I love you, Todoroki said it before we were even official! It's just like I'm getting mixed messages all the time, thrown around by Kacchan's will. Although I think I do want to spend the rest of my life with Kacchan, I'm not sure that's something I want to deal with for the rest of eternity…

"I don't understand Kacchan."

"Look this isn't something we should worry about right now. Kids, fertility, marriage. We're freakin seventeen."

"I was just asking, getting the shot would be an important decision. A decision you might have some interest in since you are my alpha."

He looked away, biting his cheek. He sucked in his breath sharply then let it out. "You won't like what I have to say about it."

"Try me."

He rolled his eyes, crossing his arms. "Yeah Deku, I fuckin want kids with you. I want to have it all. I want kids, marriage, the whole shebang. But I also don't want our kids to have two parents that are heroes. It's too dangerous and I don't want them to end up like Kota. So I don't want to think about that for a long time. Long enough for one of us to retire or something. I'd rather it not happen at all than bring kids into something dangerous like this. So if you care about your career more, then get the damn shot. If not, then don't. But that's just how I feel." He's right, I didn't like what he had to say, not one bit. But… at the same time… he just admitted he wanted to spend his life with me. With me. That's something, isn't it? Wow, now I feel bad for questioning him.

I started rambling like word vomit, "But lots of people have both parents who are heroes, I'm sure more who are still alive than aren't. Look at Iida's parents or-" I was cut off by him.

"It's just not something I want Deku." Before I could try to convince him further, both of our pagers went off.

"We should go." I said moving to get my hero uniform out from under my bed.

"Maybe you should sit this one out, you've been sick all day."

"Kacchan, this is my dream. I can't just call in sick because I had a little bit of nausea all day. I'll be fine." I said quickly changing my clothes.

"Yeah sure." He growled. I'm assuming he left to go to his room to go change. I guess we'll just have to table this discussion for later then. Kacchan is right, being a hero means everything to me. But I don't think that means I can't also have a life, does it? I mean All Might didn't… not really. But that doesn't mean I can't. Ugh, I can't think about that now. I have work to do.

Bakugo's P.O.V.

"Well then if everyone knows their assignments, let's move out." Edgeshot said as we broke the huddle in the alleyway, a few blocks away from our target. Deku was with the infiltration team, he gave me a confident look as he and the other guys with strength quirks moved out. We were about to take down a serious drug lord. Get in, shut it down, take them the fuck out. My kind of mission honestly. Edgeshot has me on back up, standing lookout for the infiltration team, making sure if anyone got past them, I would take 'em out. That's fine, like I said, my kind of mission. Even still… I'm a little… nervous I guess you could say.

Not for me, for Deku. His quirk has been real off lately. I watched him break his finger on a move he's been doing since first year. That shouldn't be happening. He shouldn't be breaking anything anymore. But he is. He's losing strength, all his weight stats are down… I'm worried his omega body can't handle One for All. That it's finally too much for him. All Might, quirkless or not, is an alpha. And from what I understand about the previous holders, they were too. It might just be too much for him. He already goes to bed in pain every night, pushes his body as far as it can go. I think it's just… more than his body can take. Fuck yeah I'm worried, sue me. He's not going to fuckin stop trying to live his dream, so he should at least get the shot so his body can maintain what he's putting it through. Fertility be damned. I don't think we'll be having kids anyway… not so long as the two of us are heroes.

I stood on top of the warehouse, just lost in my thoughts. Everything seemed quiet, still. I walked around the roof, feeling rumbling from beneath me. The infiltration time must be working their way in now, Edgeshot sealing off the exits. I walked over to the east edge of the building, noticing some pee-ons must have gotten through. I hit 'em with an AP shot, knocked them out cold. Easy enough. I let out the breath I didn't realize I was holding. That was too easy, it's too fuckin quiet. I scratched my ear piercing, realizing I didn't have my hearing aids in. Fuck, I left them on Deku's nightstand. It's fine, it's whatever. I don't need them anyway.

I turned around, continuing my surveillance when I was nearly blasted off the damn roof. What the hell? I clutched the wall, crawling back over to see just nothing left of the roof. Fuck. I blasted down, looking for anyone on the team, but the place was in shambles. I don't know what that explosion was, someone's quirk, the drugs… I'm not sure. I saw Death Arms, holding up a pillar that seemed to be holding up much of the building. I sprinted to him creating enough heat with my explosion to fuse the pole he was holding in place.

"What happened?"

"Where were you kid? We gave you the signal, they were ready for us." Shit.

"I'm here now, what can I do?"

He said a lot of words, with his damn mumble I couldn't read his lips and with all the damn noise… damn it I couldn't catch a word.

"Where's Deku?" I nearly screamed. He shook his head, pointing in a direction across the way, saying more things I couldn't hear then running off to Mount Lady. I followed where he pointed, running through rubble exploding it along the way. What I saw next made my heart stop. There was Deku, holding up what was left of the celling, trying not to let it fall on Fourth Kind, who clearly had a broken leg and was stuck in the ruble. Deku wasn't fairing any better, there was blood seeping through his uniform.

"Kacchan."

"Hold on Deku, I'm here."

"It's gonna give, I'm not strong enough…" His voice quivered into a whisper. I saw the fear written all over his face.

"You are strong enough Deku, just hold on." I shouted, pushing beams away and digging out Fourth Kind. He screamed something at me but I didn't hear it, all I could do was get him out and get Deku before it was too late.

"Kacchan!" But it was too late. Deku couldn't hold out any longer, it all just collapsed. Without thinking I released my gauntlet, destroying everything above Fourth Kind and I. No, no this isn't happening. I released my second gauntlet that freed Fourth Kind, then my body moving on its own dug out Deku with my bare hands. He was conscious, barely, covered in dirt and grime.

"Where were you?" He asked, his mouth filling with blood as he coughed.

"I didn't hear the signal." I admitted reluctantly, pulling him into my lap, pushing as much debris away from him as I could.

"We needed more firepower… my quirk… it wasn't enough." He said gasping for air now.

"I need some help over here! Critical injured! Hurry!" I screamed, realizing Deku's blood was spilling all over my hands.

"Kacchan, I'm woozy."

"I have you Deku, don't you worry, you're gonna be fine." I said, finally pulling his legs out of the mass. There was a lot of blood here, but… his legs looked fine, nothing was broken, not that I could see at least. Internal injuries? Him being crushed? No, no, Deku's been hurt a lot worse than this and walked away from it. "Come on Deku, stay with me." I said pulling him into my chest, carrying him away, blasting my own exit. I ran out to the waiting ambulances, Deku's grip on my loosening as I got there. "Building collapsed on him, he was awake until just a second ago." I said frantically, giving him to the paramedics.

"We got it from here kid." One said as the others started working on him.

"I'm going with you."

"You have a job to do here, you can't just-"

"I'm his alpha." I growled as menacingly as I could releasing alpha pheromones to the entire EMT crews. They didn't object as I got into the ambulance and watched them work on him. There was so much blood… Deku was hurt so bad… I fucked up. I really, really fucked up.