A/n: Hello Readers! Psychojack has arrived with the next chapter of the one the only, Mineta the Mayhem. Last few chapters have had quite the development, with our hero Mineta solidifying a date with not one, nor two but three amazing heroines. Of course first things first, it's back to school. A new day, a family dinner and other events await, let's see what this chapter has in store for us!

Narration: Sometimes the hardest part of being a hero is not simply saving the day. It's everything that comes after, the little after effects of our actions that leaves behind traces, or in some cases, the more drastic shifts left behind as a reminder of our choices.

For some, saving the day means the chance for the innocent to live peacefully. For others, it is a matter of balance, to prevent evil from running amok among the populace, leaving disaster in its wake.

However…for a few, being a hero carries heavy scars as well. Whether an innocent we couldn't save, or providing disappointing results, a hero is sometimes marked more by their shortcomings as opposed to their accomplishments.

Musutafu was saved, however with the gag order placed upon class 1A's apprehension of Harukaze, rumors have begun to spread around. Rumors that heroes had failed to save the many who had died as a result of Harukaze's rampage. This was further fueled by All for One's own attack on the city, as well as the loss of many pro heroes throughout the year.

Due to the gag order on the case, many still had questions as to the strange hero who was given the name 'Mayhem'. People wanted the chance to hear from him and thank him for his bravery, even going so far as to post him as a runner up in a pro hero spot. On forums his popularity alone was enough to make it to rank 523, in less than a single night. Although, without a name or a discernable face no one even knew if he even existed other than the footage that the news outlets already had. Citizens looked up to the very new and yet mysterious 'Mayhem', although all of 1A knew the identity of the hero.

I know his identity…but I can't help but think…

…am I ready to be that hero?

-U.A. Grassy Field-

All Might could be seen walking with Deku on a sidewalk that was just outside the renowned U.A campus grounds. The light of the early morning sun pervaded the atmosphere, a gentle warmth spreading against their backs, past the nearby trees, making this walk a serene and truly peaceful moment ingrained to memory.

Deku and All Might took a gander at their surroundings during their walk. All Might focusing on the grass, the fields, as well as the many other students heading straight into the campus for a brand new day, untarnished by the prevailing sense of dread that had cultivated in downtown Musutafu, with the news of what is now known as the Harukaze Massacre.

As for Deku, his eyes seemed to be distant, focusing on somewhere else.

His mind was currently recollecting what he could from the fight. He was knocked unconscious in a heartbeat from the felons' blows. Each one landing a critical hit on his torso and solar plexus, immediately followed by a heavy roundhouse kick. It was the last strike that had dislocated his jaw. Unconsciously, Deku nursed the area where his jaw was dislocated, remembering how it was realigned thanks to Mineta's mother.

To Deku, a growing hero, he felt like he had failed his teammates for being unable to help as much as he should have during the fight. As a result he is mentally thinking back on the mistakes he himself had made and how he would correct them in the future.

All Might looked at the boy, noticing his unease.

"Deku, you're thinking about yesterday right?" The former hero asked, curious to know what was on his protégé's mind, but nonetheless sure of where his mind lingered. He knew Deku enough that the boy would analyze mistakes intensively, practically training mentally in the case of future fights.

"To be honest, I can't help but keep thinking about how everything turned out. It was like fighting something out of a nightmare. Even now, I still keep thinking about it, and how useless I was when I was needed most." The green haired hero clenched his fists tightly.

All Might sighed. "If there's anything that you should learn about being a hero, it is that no matter how many villains you may stop, there's always going to be some that surprise you when you least expect it. For every great hero, there runs the risk of encountering an equally dangerous villain." All Might advised.

Deku grimaced. Those words made him uneasy. His mind immediately flashed to other villains. Specifically one bearing the ability to turn everything to dust, and another shrouded in crimson.

"That's the thing, fighting Harukaze gave me memories of when I last encountered Shigaraki. And also Stain. That aura that they carry, and what they bring out in people." Deku said as he stopped in place. He recollected as the lone felon took the entire class on, blind and only using sound to guide his movements. He was swift and struck like the lightning that pervaded the eclipsed battlefield. Even in the cold rain, surrounded, his fighting capability stunned the training hero.

The black eyes of said individual was what really made Deku feel this sense of fear. Like it was staring into a void.

"And yet…at the same time…Harukaze is so unlike any of them."

All Might looked towards the sky. "I know…and it surprised me too. Can't imagine how it must have been fighting him face to face. Just seeing the footage in the news last night was enough to make me curious. That's why I'll be heading to Hydra to hopefully stop any more villains like that from springing out."

Deku spoke in earnest. "I overheard your phone call the other day, if you are going at least take me with you."

The living legend interrupted. "I know you are concerned about my well being, but the answer is no. I don't want to bring you along, not for this."

Deku had a worried look on his face. "But-"

All Might intervened. "I'll be fine, another pro hero volunteered to come with me during my appointment. Besides, you have a group dinner to attend to, right?"

"Oh…that's right?" Deku acknowledged.

Deku did remember the invitation he was granted by Mamira Mineta. That's when he also had a quick flashback of the noises that emanated from Mineta's room, worming through the forefront of his mind. His face reddened in embarrassment, sweat dripped down his face in droves.

'I didn't see the fight except for the footage but Mineta became strong recently! Was his strength all because of having a…*gulp* girlfriend?' Deku's face scrunched up out of shyness from the increasingly wandering thoughts.

All Might looked at his student and the weird facial expression he wore on his face. "Deku? Your face is red. You have a fever or something?"

"A-All Might!" Deku stammered as he called to his master. The boy seemed unsure what to ask.

All Might stood attentive. Being that he would be gone a while, his student may need some last minute advice. "What is it?"

Deku breathed in deeply. The world seemed to come to a halt as the green haired hero spoke. His face was red as he did so, and his irises seemed narrowed, with the rim of his sclera bearing tiny dark lines as he gazed upon his idol seeking guidance.

"At what age did you start talking to… G-GIRLS!?"

A silent 10 seconds passed between the One for All carriers as Deku asked loudly. Birds hiding in the trees had flown away from the field due to the sheer volume Deku asked his golden question. The pleasant atmosphere from before had suddenly quieted down like a morgue, as no ambience could be heard, save for a lone wind that brushed by.

Deku started fidgeting in place, as the quietness made him anxious. All Might's facial expression was indistinguishable as a shadow obscured his eyes.

"WHAAAAAAAAAAAAT!?"

All Might felt his jaw drop to the floor at the sudden strange question that stemmed out of nowhere. Blood sprayed from his mouth courtesy of his health condition from the sheer shock of the question he was asked. In an over dramatic fashion, the blonde heroic symbol of justice fell to his knees, a dark cloud stemmed from the top of his head.

"All Might! Hey you okay!?" Deku squeaked, seeing his idol practically collapse on his own two feet.

To Deku's idol however, his mind was focused on more important things.

'I was wondering when he would become curious about this…but why now? What changed!? Now that I think about it, I myself didn't really have much of a love life! I was too busy being a hero! To make matters worse it's been years, I'm out of my element here! What do I even say!?' The hero thought to himself, as sweat drops filled his face.

For the first time since training Deku, he honestly felt lost as to how to even begin the conversation all parents and guardians feared. The one thing that made their skin crawl at the mere idea of it.

The dreaded 'talk'.

All Might took a deep breath. His nerves calmed a bit from the tidal wave of anxiety that filled his being. He made his way back upwards, off his knees in order to stand upright. Though his body posture was stiff like a wooden board.

'I better not mess this up. This is a matter of manhood we're talking about! C'mon old man, you were a hero for pete's sake, surely you can do this!'

"...ever heard of the birds and the bees."

Deku was blushing up a storm. He couldn't be left behind if he intended to become a stronger hero. "Tell me!" Deku said with enthusiasm. With this knowledge perhaps he could catch up to Mineta and understand this part of growing into a hero that has been obscure to him.

"Are you sure? Once you go through this…there is no going back…" All Might said with a dramatic tone, as if this was about saving the world.

'There won't be going back for either of us. Once he knows, whatever happens next will be up to him and him alone! Start from the beginning…you got this. Go beyond!'

All Might, right then and there had 'the talk' with Deku.

-Class 1A Homeroom-

The entire class was currently sitting on their desks, attending a lecture as they were technically still on leave for physical exercises. On the chalkboard Aizawa was delving into a bit of science. The primary purpose of the lesson was to review a bit about the theory of evolution and development of quirks.

Aizawa sounded a bit bored but his instruction was concise and straight to the point.

"The quirks you possess are said to be the next stage of human evolution, save for animals. So if you ever want to know where the source of your unique traits comes from, you need only ask your parents and you'll get to see where it comes from." Aizawa explained.

This prompted some chuckles and snorts from the students due to Aizawa's sarcastic delivery. He ignored it and awaited questions.

"Hey Mr. Aizawa, do quirks sometimes carry over from a past generation, like how someone's face might match their ancestors."

Aizawa thought to himself. "In a manner of speaking, yes. In fact most scientists have come to the conclusion that quirks can in fact sometimes be carried over and directly reintroduced into a descendant generations down. Others have already proven that in some cases one's quirk is more reactionary to their environment or their own psyche. There are theorists who have claimed that quirks that are reactionary in nature have the highest potential before awakening to become something else entirely. For example, someone with a strength quirk that awakened when trying to lift something heavy could have developed a more endurance based quirk if they were smashed over the head instead. Unfortunately, this can't really be proven so that one's still in the works."

Sero could be seen looking at his elbows. "Wonder if I didn't have tape what would I have as a quirk?"

Sato looked in the tape user's direction. "Best not to think too much about it. You'll burn out from the mental strain."

Sero grinned. "Speaking from experience?"

Sato had a facial expression if recollection. "Oh yeah…it was the worst! How do you think I got so good at cooking, I originally thought my quirk reacted to salt and boy did my mom give me an earful."

Kirishima looked over to Shoji.

"Hey, have you seen Deku anywhere? He probably would love this kind of theory stuff."

The multi armed hero whispered through one of his limbs. A mouth appearing on the extended extra arm.

"Not since this morning. Must have overslept with everything going on."

Aizawa continued. The students quieted down as he spoke.

"There was one other theory about quirks that was controversial at the time, called the 'Branded Theory' where it claimed that quirks are only activated with precise triggers, at specific preassigned points in time. Those who support it believed that quirks were inherently designed to spring out only when necessary. As if to fulfill a certain purpose."

Bakugo was listening with a lot more attention than usual. All this talk of the 'Branded Theory' reminded him of Deku's One for All.

"Another more interesting part of the theory was that for every quirk born, another quirk is born as a form of natural counter. This was taken down because there simply was no real concrete evidence to back this theory. It just wasn't applicable with so many diverse quirks, since none can tell what's a counter among billions of people. Most believed it sounded like a divine fallacy as opposed to being logically sound and held no real means of holding up to scientific counterarguments."

Iida raised his hand. "Who came up with that theory?"

Aizawa shook his head. "Honestly, it was never written down as to who originally came up with the theory, it was just a discussion that was passed around for a time almost twenty years ago. I do know that if you would like to know more you can always ask members of the Musutafu Medical League. There are members who were around at the time of the discussion. As heroes in training you do have access to some facilities to ask about such things, in fact the support department usually heads there for material pickups for their little experiments." Aizawa mentioned.

Momo could be seen looking at the board, a little interested in the theory Aizawa spoke of.

'Wait…didn't Mineta's mom go to the Musutafu Medical League when she was younger? Maybe she knows more.' Momo thought to herself, being a scholar her curiosity warranted the need to know more. If anything it could even allow her to understand a more in depth view of the nature of quirks from someone whose studied them as part of becoming a doctor.

Tokoyami sweatdropped. "Extra credit huh? Count me out."

Bakugo looked to the side. He just shrugged off the discussion as it was just all part of the lecture. "Got enough on my plate as is! I'd rather be fighting!"

Toru yawned. "I swear, morning classes always make me sleepy."

Ojiro smiled at his classmates' reaction. "Well, you did stay awake all night because of your news interview."

Toru protested. "I didn't know that cameras were filming! I swear! That's gonna stay with me forever. My hero career is ruined!"

Toru randomly hugged Kouji for comfort as she whined. He looked around awkwardly before patting her back, sweatdropping all the while.

Ojiro gasped inwardly as Toru hugged the big animal tongued hero. "T-Toru!"

Aoyama whispered in Ojiro's ear. "Don't panic! Panicking only dulls your already dimming spark! If you need a perfect example, you need only look over there."

Aoyama pointed over to Denki's desk. The usually friendly and laid back blonde had a gloomy demeanor about him. For some reason Tokoyami was sitting next to him.

Ochaco sweatdropped as she looked over at Denki. "He's gone so dark that even Tokoyami is drawn to it!"

The bird headed hero spoke in monotone. "What? What's with that suspicious look. I just chose to sit here. Ain't that right Denki?"

The blonde drawled out. "Yeah…sure."

Tokoyami nodded. "See, everything's fine. In fact, I'd say Denki's a-okay."

Aoyama and Ojiro cringed. "Denki is so dark that Tokoyami is bright in comparison!"

Jiro sighed as she looked at the sad sack. "Not sure what's gotten into him. I'm sure he'll be okay once we get something to eat."

Ochaco seemed thrilled. "Which reminds me, we do have something to do after school, isn't that right Mineta!"

As for Mineta, the boy was completely stiff, akin to a lifeless husk as he stood pencil in hand and a still smile on his face. Like a mannequin his limbs were stuck in place save his hand which was taking notes in a stilted manner.

Momo reached over to Mina. "Is Mineta doing alright? He seems a bit out of it."

Mina grinned. Leaning over towards Mina. Her left hand shielded her mouth as she spoke in a hushed manner. "Nah, he's just probably recovering after all the 'hard' work he's been up to!"

Momo blushed before reaching with her hands to shut Mina's mouth, especially considering other students could potentially hear them. Mina was busy laughing from the class reps reaction as her face was completely red and clearly embarrassed.

Tsuyu looked in their direction, adding to the conversation. "Mineta has been working hard on the field and in the classroom, look at all the notes he's been writing."

Momo blushed even redder. Tsuyu had overheard them. "Now look at what you almost did!" She whispered.

Mina raised her shoulders. A sweatdrop was on her head as she looked guiltily. "Oops, sorry!"

The girls could see Mineta writing in a wooden fashion when they took a look at him from his desk. If one were to look closely, they would see that he was mostly writing the same thing over and over, as if possessed.

It spelled 'FAMILY DINNER'.

-Later: Outside U.A-

Mineta was walking, practically dragging his feet towards his destination. Momo was currently at his side, keeping pace with the small hero.

"Hey Mineta, are you okay? You've been acting strange all morning." Momo asked in concern, as Mineta had been out of it.

Mineta numbly responded. "Family dinner…"

Momo sighed. "It seems like I'm still not getting through to him."

Mina could be seen jogging in order to catch up. "Momo *huff* *huff* Why didn't you two wait for me?"

Momo sweatdropped. "I'd figured he needed a bit of air before class ended." She looked at Mineta who was still in a trance. "So far, he's still been like this. First Denki, now Mineta. Today's been too quiet without their usual energy."

Mina looked around, making sure the coast was clear. "Really? Still nothing!"

A metaphorical light bulb lit in the pinkettes mind. One that for sure would work.

"Knowing what we do about Mineta, there's only one thing that might knock him out of his stupor."

Momo tilted her head, noticing Mina setting down her bag. Momo had a questioning look on her face.

"What do you mean? So far nothing seems to be working; books, talking, fresh air. I tried everything I could think of." Momo listed.

Mina bore a toothy grin. "Well~ have you tried something a little closer to home. Something that would appeal to Mineta on a more personal level."

The pinkette picked up Mineta from his armpits, him dangling on her hands like a ragdoll. Mina winked in Momo's direction before she pulled Mineta into her breasts, practically motorboating his face with her more than generous assets.

"Ububububuububu" Mineta's voice could be heard muffled as his body was shook between Mina's jugs, his body flailing from the intense velocity of Mina turning to and fro with a grin on her face.

Momo dropped her bag in shock as Mina did this out in the open without a care in the world. "Mina! What are you doing!? Right here in the open. Have you no shame!" The studious heroine squealed, desperately trying to make sure there was no eavesdropping.

"Shame! Lame! We were attached at the hip literally last night. We could do whatever we wanted, and more if we wished!" Mina said, taking a glance at the dazed look on Mineta's face before deciding to pull Mineta's face towards hers and smooching his lips with her own. Mina made it a deep one, the breakdancer closing her eyes as she claimed Mineta's lips.

"Mmmmmmmmm." Mina let out as she made face with the portable hero, causing Momo to reach out with her left hand.

"Mina! You're taking advantage of his condition!?" Momo protested.

Mineta had abruptly awoken from his trance, his eyes widening in awareness registering the feminine aroma and feeling of breasts against his body before he looked at Mina's face in front of his own, more specifically, her lips pressed against his. He immediately grabbed her face and instantly smooched her back.

"Mmmhmmmm!" Mina let out as her black eyes widened from Mineta's tongue slipping down her own as he regained his consciousness. Mina felt her right foot rise in giddiness. Her eyes bore an ever increasing dazed look as Mineta captured her tonsils, stunning her in place.

"It, it actually worked!" Momo let out as the duo currently made out in public. Hearts shot out through their constant escalating smooching.

Mina released herself from Mineta to catch her breath, practically collapsing on the ground from the lack of air as a result of Mineta's oral counterattack. Mineta licked his lips.

"Manna from heaven, I have tasted the wellspring of life!" Mineta in a lustfully invigorated rebirth roared out with his arms outstretched, fists clenched in triumph.

Mineta looked down at Mina, he helped her get upright. Mina had hearts in her eyes, a lopsided smile on her face.

"Take me to paradise…" Mina let out dumbly as Mineta shook her out of her own trance. The pinkette awoke with a startle.

"Mina!" Mineta said with concern. The pinkette blushed at her own trance.

"Oh! Ignore that last bit! Looks like you're finally up, sleeping beauty!" Mina said, trying to save face at her embarrassing display.

Mineta blushed and looked at Mina adoringly. Raising his eyebrows he said "My own personal knight in pink armor saved me. However should I repay you?" Mineta playfully asked. Mina giggled at his obvious flirt.

"Why don't you come here my little prince and find out~" Mina said as she pulled him into a hug.

Momo looked on with a shadow covering her eyes. She couldn't believe that not only did this work, but also the fact that she hadn't considered the solution in the first place. To make matters worse-

Momo lifelessly spoke. "I was left out…"

Mineta and Mina were currently hugging. The pinkette on her knees hugging Mineta close to her as they were too caught up in their own little world for a moment. An overtly fluffy aura emanated from their embrace.

Momo felt her teeth clenched in fury. Her eyes were white, lacking their pupils as she slowly walked towards the two, an ominous shadow prevailed over their bodies.

Mineta and Mina looked in her direction, as their spines tingled out of instinct for self preservation. They huddled against one another as Momo approached in sheer rage.

Mina stammered. "W-what is it Momo? You look really mad?"

Mineta squeaked out. "Uh oh! She's really mad!"

Mina looked at Mineta. "You talking from experience- oh….never mind…" Mina said as she knew as well as anyone that before Mineta started improving, he would take many a beating from the girls he perved on, and thus knew when his number was up.

Before the two could resign to their fate-

GLOMP

Momo pressed her own mammaries against Mineta's face, sending a pleasant jolt up his spine.

Momo's face bore an embarrassed blush as she pressed herself against Mineta. Her eyes shut tight as she couldn't believe her own actions. At the same time she had to admit, she kind of liked the feeling of Mineta pressed against her like this. So close and yet so warm.

"D-does this…really make you feel better?" Momo asked as she wrapped her arms around Mineta as well, pressing herself further into him while on her knees.

Mina smirked, this was a perfect opportunity. Momo and Mina made eye contact. An unspoken message sent between them. They both had a notable glint in their eyes as they sprung into action.

Mina pressed again against Mineta. Her arms wrapped around Mineta as well as the boy wasn't sure what was going on.

GLOMP

"Creati-Pinky Combo!: Double Glomp!" Mina and Momo let out as Mineta's head was caught between the two girls' extended mammary oriented combo move.

Mineta felt his body alight with stimulation and excitement.

"Woah! What's gotten into you two!? I'm seeing the Grand Canyon and Mount Everest!" Mineta let out as he succumbed to his fate. He couldn't help the upturn of his cheeks as he was as happy as a skin starved teen would be.

Mina smirked. "Don't know, don't care! You know you like it, just roll with it!"

Momo looked aside. "We did agree to act as one. Although doing this outdoors might be a bit much, but no one is here so…"

Mina grinned. "When Monika comes back, we'll be sure to make this a triple threat!"

Momo felt her breath get hot as she couldn't help but let her mind wander.

'No one is here, and all three of us are. Which means we could do…so many things! Here, or at the dorm, or even the rooftops!' Momo debated in her increasingly clouded mind.

'Wait! But what if someone sees us!'

She felt herself get a little excited down below.

'What is wrong with me!?' Momo thought inwardly before gulping at the realization of getting excited by the idea of being caught.

Momo pressed back into Mineta, having to suck in her lips in order to not display a smile, though failing to do so convincingly. Her red cheeks though made her facial expression an adorable one.

"Awww how cute!" A loud voice echoed against the three's ears. The three turned their heads immediately at the sound of someone intruding on their little moment.

The person was easily recognizable. She was short, practically the size of a child, with the youthful appearance to boot. Wearing a lavender sun shirt and a purple skirt that flowed to her ankles was Mamira Mineta. She still possessed her sphere based pigtails, though currently she was wearing a lavender sun hat that matched her attire.

It was Minoru's mother, Mamira.

"My, my! What's a walk in the park without playing with the bouncing twin puppies, am I right Mineta! *giggles*" The grape matriarch joked.

Mineta quaked in his shoes. "Mom!?"

The trio disassembled. Momo fixed her hair as Mina straightened her uniform. Mineta scratched the back of his neck in nervousness with his mother here.

Mamira covered her mouth laughing. "I'm sorry if I interrupted your fun sweetie, but I couldn't help but notice you were on the edge of being caught."

Mineta looked around. "Caught? By wha-

RING

A loud ring echoed throughout the campus, signifying the end of class day. A battalion of hero students spewed outwards from the nearby department buildings. Some students flew, some zoomed their way across or literally blasted their way out to get back to the dorms for some RR .

Mineta sweatdropped as he realized that he was literally ten seconds from being exposed.

Mamira winked at him. "Trust me, you get a knack for these things over time!"

Mineta blushed and smacked his forehead. "*sighs* Thanks for having my back mom."

Mamira gushed. "Oh Mino! You sure know how to make a mother feel appreciated!"

Momo gulped. "Uh hello again Mamira."

Mamira smiled gleefully. "Hello again Yao-Mo! And you too Min-min! I see you're both in high spirits. You two can call me Mom if you like, especially with what I just stepped upon."

Momo and Mina blushed red at the suggestion. It's crazy how accepting Mamira was spotting them like this. Yet at the same time, this is Minoru's mother after all, he had to pick up some of his traits from somewhere.

Mineta couldn't help but notice his mother already had nicknames for Mina and Momo. He sighed from his mother's personality. She was quite the character.

Mina let out a relief breath of air. "Thanks for covering for us. It would have been a little weird to explain if anyone were to see."

Mamira nodded. "Understandable. Why let someone else ruin your fun, I was young once too y'know! Take your time! In the future though, keep the action behind closed doors until your ready for the next step of your relationship, when you decide go to second base!"

Momo sweatdropped. 'The next step is doing it…outside!'

Mina felt her jaw drop. 'Is that her idea of first and second base! Is that how adults do it!?'

Mamira pointed over Mineta's shoulder. "Hey look! Your class is headed over here. Looks like we'll have some guests over."

Mineta deadpanned. "You did invite them, mom. Rather enthusiastically, too."

Mamira raised her eyebrows. "Which reminds me where did I leave the car!?"

Iida was the first to come to greet Mamira. He bowed over to her in respect.

"Hello again Mrs. Mineta! It's great to see you again!"

Mamira winked. "Oh my, happy to see me for another round under the stethoscope aren't you?"

Iida broke himself out of his bow, remembering that this was Minoru's mom he was talking to and noticed her eyeing him up and down. His face turned white seeing how too familiar she seemed to Minoru's antics.

"So tall and handsome! Especially those cute glasses you wear!" Mamira said as the class caught up.

Iida sweatdropped. 'It's like talking to a sister as opposed to his mother. What do I do here!? I am so confused!'

He looked between Mamira and Mineta. Their faces so similar that it nearly made Iida wince in instinctual self preservation.

'Is this how it feels to be gawked at!' The dutiful student thought.

The rest of class 1A greeted the grape matriarch. The girls were greeted courteously. The guys however couldn't help but notice how she lingered on their musculature from all their physical training. Other than that she hasn't been too much a bother to them. In fact she's quite tame all things considered.

As the class followed after the small woman to her car for the ride, she and her son spoke to one another. The class had their own little talks of the day as they walked towards the nearby campus parking lot.

Among them Seto whispered to Denki. "Hey Denki, think we'd get a chance to see some of Mineta's secret comic collection?"

Denki had a black cloud over his cranium.

Jiro interrupted. "I was wondering when this would come up! No way! Denki, tell him!"

Denki remained depressed. "Yeah…sure..."

Jiro began shaking Denki furiously. "No! The answer is no!"

"So many handsome young men from your class Mino! A girl could almost faint." Mamira said as she walked towards the nearby lane where she had parked.

Mineta sweatdropped as he walked alongside his mother. "I don't see it. In fact, I really don't want to…"

Mamira had a knowing look on her eye. "Of course you wouldn't notice, your eyes have always been drawn to the more curvaceous form. Like those girls in your class. Now those girls are some top tier babes if you ask me!"

Mineta blushed. "Well, a guy has to have his priorities straight."

Mamira laughed. "And stiff! Don't forget that!"

Mineta snorted. "I missed you Mom. It's crazy how long I've been away from home."

Mamira smiled an affectionate smile towards her son. "Phone calls aside, you should come visit more when you can. I'm all too aware how busy you are with school and work study. I won't pester you on that, but we are family after all. We want to see how you're doing, good and bad."

Mamira looked forward as her eyes lingered to the horizon. She whispered in a more gentle voice. Mineta paid attention as usually this meant she had something important to say.

"After what I saw from the news, I immediately came over. I brought my bag and everything."

Mineta's eyes widened. "The whole bag!"

Mamira nodded ashamedly. Like a kid who was caught red handed. "I overstuffed it. I'm sorry. I was ready for everything. I wouldn't let anyone hurt you, Mino."

Mineta smiled back. "I am trying to be a hero Mom. This is what heroes do, right? I'm sorry I made you worry."

Mamira nodded, smiling off towards the sun. Her eyes moistened a bit as she immediately held it in. Her voice normalized again. "True! But that doesn't matter, you're still my little boy. It's all part of being a parent. One day you'll understand."

Mamira took a glance towards the others, her eyes paying attention to Mina and Momo. Her smile grew. Momo and Mina noticed her stare and waved a bit as the entire class was in front of them.

"And it seems one day very soon! *giggles*" The mother of the year said blatantly.

At the parking lot was a lone blue car. A very, very small car. Too small to hold an entire class. The class sweatdropped. Bakugo who was staring over Kirishima's shoulder, was more vocal.

"That's a tiny ass car!" The irate blonde let out.

Mamira looked at Bakugo with a questioning look.

"Who said I rode this lil thing?" The mom questioned. The door opened, out of it was Bakugo's mom.

"Oh I see! I go and buy a car I've been wanting for a while and your ungrateful ass has to go and piss me off!" Mitsuki goes off on Bakugo, brushing his head with her knuckles as the blonde struggled against his mother.

"What are you doing you old hag!?" Bakugo roared.

Mitsuki roared back. "You were in the hospital yesterday with a neck brace. The doctor said you were supposed to wear it and I brought it for you since someone must have forgot after getting your ass kicked!"

The mom practically whipped out the neck brace and shoved it over Bakugo's head as he struggled pathetically.

The others stared in shock as the irate mother showed tough love to her son.

'That's where he gets it from!" The class thought at the same time.

That's when Deku came stalking from behind Mineta. "Oh, hey Mineta."

The grape boy was scared out of his stupor of watching Bakugo get neck braced. He looked at Deku and his facial expression was literally that of a traumatized soldier. His eyes had a thousand yard stare, as if he's been through hell and back.

"Deku? You finally showed up! What happened to you? You look terrible!" Mineta asked point blank.

Deku spoke in monotone. "I know the truth of life and all its wonders. I have been awakened. Now nothing will stand in my way, not even you."

Mineta sweatdropped. "You sound like a villain!"

Ochaco poked Deku, speaking in a bubbly fashion. "Hey Deku! Are you gonna come along too!"

Deku had a cherry colored face the moment he looked at Ochaco. He had to look away to avoid her stare.

"Yeah…yeah…I'll come!" The green cladded hero struggled to speak, causing Ochaco to also blush when she noticed her hand touching his back.

Mineta looked between the two.

'Looks like they're at it again. These two are hopeless! *snorts*' Mineta thought. At this point anyone with half a brain could tell there was something going on between the two bashful heroes in training.

All Might walked from across the street. He seemed awfully drained and more like a skeleton than usual, dragging his arms as he skulked about. The other students waved over to him, the legend twitching his neck with prominent cracks as he gazed at his students.

All Might waved limply towards the others before a black car came and before they knew it, the legend was gone.

Mineta looked in concern. "Where's All Might going?"

Deku intervened. "Something to do downtown. We should um, we should get going."

VROOM

VROOM

A prevalent loud noise could be heard heading for the class. By the looks of it, a large white vehicle was heading straight for them. Most of the class jumped out of the way as the vehicle came to an abrupt stop.

On close inspection it seemed like the truck was more of a jeep, however its size dwarfed the usual model with an extended back, with windows and a heavy set of wheels to support the larger sized car.

Mamira smiled as her head peaked from the front of the monster sized carrier. "Deku's right, everybody in~" The mother said in a sing song voice as the class sweatdropped. A woman that tiny, driving such a giant machine. It was surreal!

Kirishima stared gobsmacked. "Look at the size of that thing. This is the family car!"

Mineta had a question mark hovering over his forehead. "Uh yeah, what's so weird about it?"

Mamira poked her head from the window. "If you're gonna get a set of wheels, why not go in style!" The matriarch placed a set of purple tinted moon shades.

As the class went inside, Bakugo struggled with the neck brace that blocked his vision. His voice coming out muffled as he did so.

"Fuphing neph frace! I'll phrill you!" Bakugo threatened his neck brace as if it was a legitimate threat to his well being.

Mitsuki called to Mamira. "Hey I give you full permission to discipline my son if he acts up! We'll talk more about recipes later Mamira!" The explosive mother said as she drove off in one direction.

Mineta commented offhandedly. "Looks like you made a friend."

Mamira waved away, literally standing on the pedals of the truck. "Bye Mitsuki! As for you guys, hang on to your seat belts in case we crash!"

The class had their eyes widen as they immediately strapped desperately to avoid a possible doom within this mobile tank.

Mineta casually opened a grape soda in a cooler. He smiled at his mother, being inside the family car like this with his friends.

'Maybe this will be a good thing. No, it will be!' Mayhem thought as he put on his own pair of purple aviators that were kept in a small compartment, where several other shades were kept with name labels on them.

"Anybody want a soda?" The growing hero asked as he turned around towards the class who were hanging on for dear life and thus too distracted to drink the offered beverage.

"No! Okay then. Here you go Mom!" Mineta offered his mother who drank it in one gulp and tossed the can aside.

"Litter laws be damned! It's time for some fun!" The half sized woman said with fire in her voice.

VROOM

Momo immediately created multiple seatbelts for herself, strapping for dear life.

Kirishima immediately turned on his Unbreakable form as he would need it. Jiro squealed at seeing his monstrous form with fangs out.

Mina looked like she was mumbling to herself. "I don't wanna die! I don't wanna die! I don't wanna die!"

Koda could be seen calling out to nearby birds and squirrels. But none of them answered.

In an astonishingly rare display of anger. Koda furrowed his eyes and belted a string of profanity at the animals who ignored him.

VROOM

Denki could be seen in the fetal position. "The day of reckoning is upon us!"

Deku could be seen clasping his fists. An insane grin on his face as he embraced the new awakening that he endured this morning. "Bring it on…"

Tsuyu could be seen looking at everyone. "Everyone's freaking me out!"

Two gloves hands flattened against the rear window. Hot air gathered against the glass in front of the invisible hero.

"Get us out of here!" Toru screamed as the car zoomed past the lane with burning wheels practically igniting the street.

Sato shoveled a cake he had not eaten for lunch. It may just be his last.

Seto taped himself to the seat, Shiro, Ojiro and Aoyama tied with him.

Aoyama sparkled. "As always I will remain sparkling.

His face then scrunched up, his voice coming out as a squeak. " Even in death!"

Tokoyami wrapped himself up in Dark Shadow. "Every man for himself!"

Ochaco covered her head in protection.

Todoroki could be seen mumbling. A sudden sensation filled his lower tummy. "I should have gone to the bathroom first…"

The small girl sized mother slammed her foot on the gas, her son sitting like normal, clearly used to this already as the car bulldozed forward like a rampaging beast.

For anyone curious about the speeding truck that sped past the streets. The license plate red in bold purple sheen 'GRAPEMOM' as it careened to its destination.

-Elsewhere: Unknown-

In a room laced with medical equipment and data charts, a lone table could be seen standing tall. It was adorned with metallic chain locks at areas where one limbs would be tied to. A hum could be heard from this room.

Nearby a glass enclosure blocked this room from entry. It was a cage laced in this strange translucent material, only the medical equipment attached to the table serving any form of light.

An indecipherable figure could be seen checking over the vertically inclined table. No notable features could be determined as the figure was blocked in darkness, in their hands they did hold a clipboard and a pencil, jotting down some notes.

The room was slightly dark as the only lights within the room was emanated from the nearby terminals. It was enough to see but not enough to provide ample light as to what was by the table.

The sounds of beeps and pauses could be heard nearby. Serving as part of the surrounding ambience.

"You have a little appointment today. They will arrive soon." The figure spoke, but the voice was garbled, a mixture of male and female pitches acting as one and yet out of sync at times during the figures speech. The face of the speaker was obscured by darkness.

The figure waited. Whatever the table possessed, was clearly a person, a silhouette disguised by the darkness that surrounded it.

"I cannot keep this up for long. You know how this goes." The garbled voice spoke.

On close inspection of the table, strapped in metallic locks currently tied to several IV bags filled with unknown fluids were the extended limbs of what was clearly a being of unusual physiology. The arms and legs of the prisoner were laced in charcoal black chitin like material. Talons were strapped much akin to a crabs' and of high quality material as it prevented movement of any kind. Connected to the limbs was the pale torso of what was a man. It bore scar tissue and burn marks of battles past fought. Upwards past the lean yet battle scarred muscle was the pale grey face of Kuro Harukaze. His mouth was currently muzzled by a thick, pure black mouth brace, matching the limbs of the known felon. The only discernible sound was of his breathing which even from afar was similar to the sounds of an alligator's breath, coming in and out as more of a visceral hiss as opposed to that of normal human breathing. Currently his eyes were shut, as if sleeping as he breathed slowly in and out, the sound echoed in the chamber.

"Gather what strength you can. We'll await your signal when you're ready. This is the last you'll hear from me. The rest is up to you." The garbled voice finished.

The moment the voice finished, the lights appeared on, the lone stranger now gone along with the darkness that originally filled the room, now full of staff consisting of guardsmen decked out in armor and heavy weaponry. They were more akin to military as opposed to normal guards. Others consisted of scientists and medical specialists too busy with refilling the IV bags. On the uniform of the staff were patches that were sewed onto their right shoulders, laced in black, and written in silver etching. On them, were the words:

MUSUTAFU SECURITY: HYDRA PRISON

As for Harukaze, on close inspection one would notice that for a mere millisecond:

Two coal orbs peeked through.

CHAPTER END