If there was one word to describe the movers hired by U.A., it was efficient. They had shown up, bright and early, to the Midoriya household and packed up all of his belongings and carted them out of the apartment in what couldn't have taken more than 2 hours. A part of Izuku had hoped it would have taken all day, even if his unpacking would end up eating up his entire weekend. The faster his stuff gets to the dorms, the more he will have to deal with Toga.

Unfortunately for the wielder of One for All, his prayers were not answered as he found himself standing in his new dorm room, piles of boxes haphazardly scattered about the floor. The sounds of his classmates milling about in the hallways and their rooms, cheerful laughter mixed in with the sound of boxes being opened and rearranged, echoed throughout the dorms, the entire building buzzing with excitement and good cheer.

Except for Izuku himself. The green-haired boy nervously checking over his shoulder every couple of seconds, keeping a vigilant eye out for a certain blonde-haired god. Izuku had not caught a single glimpse of the resident psychopath so far, something the young hero was eternally thankful for. But due to being on constant lookout, Izuku had made no progress on his actual unpacking, the only thing he really got done so far was placing favorite All Might branded bedsheets onto his bed. Cutting into the box for his figures, making sure to make a shallow incision as to not damage the precious cargo within, Izuku failed to notice the soft footsteps of one Toga Himiko sneaking up behind him.

"GOOD MORNING, IZU-KUN!"

"GAH!" A high pitched shriek escaped the green-haired boy's mouth as he jumped in fright at the blonde schoolgirl's sudden appearance. Tripping over a stray Silver Age All Might figure, Izuku went tumbling into a tower of boxes, which were luckily labeled 'clothes', with a resounding thud. Buried beneath the boxes, Toga's giggles ringing in his ears, Izuku once again asked himself what he did to deserve this.

Awkwardly removing the cardboard boxes that were laying on top of him, Izuku found Toga bent over him, a toothy grin encompassing her face as her ever-present blush colored her cheeks, her hand stretched out to help him up. The blonde's usual school uniform, which he had never seen her without now that he thought about it, was replaced by a pair of black sweat shorts and a very loose-fitting gray tank top, the black bra peeking out causing the shy boy to blush madly.

"How's your unpacking coming along, Izu-kun?" Warily accepting the young girls help up, his scarred skin contrasting with her soft hands, Izuku was surprised how easily Toga had lifted him to his feet, her small frame belying her immense strength.

'Right…reality powers.' Izuku mentally sighed in exasperation, still not able to fully accept that that kind of power existed, let alone that it was in the hands of someone as unstable as Toga. In a world of Quirks and Superheroes, even something like being able to control everything in existence seemed far fetched, like something out of a classic comic book. Every day, Izuku wishes it had stayed that way, a mere fantasy cooked up by a fantastical writer.

"T-Toga, w-what are you doing h-here?" Izuku stammered nervously, highly aware of the fact that the blonde-haired girl had not let go of his hand and was currently gently running her thumb over his scars, her golden eyes staring at them in fascination. Looking him in the eyes, the young hero quickly averting his gaze, Toga gave him a cheeky grin.

"Still won't call me Himiko, ne Izu-kun?" Blushing madly at the mere thought of calling her by her first name, Izuku began stuttering and sputtering to himself as Toga merely looked on in amusement. Lifting his scarred hands to her face, the sadistic schoolgirl began rubbing her cheek against the rough surface, feeling the callous and cracks against her smooth skin.

As Toga was gleefully caressing her cheek against the boy's hand, Izuku had completely shut off. His face was frozen in a look of abject terror, the top of his head steaming from the raging inferno of a blush encompassed his body. Lips quivering like ocean waves, Izuku's mind failed to conjure up any words, his mouth only emitting a continuous high-frequency noise that was agitating all the dogs in the nearby district. A single word shot through his brain, as he watched the former villain caress her cheek onto his hand.

'S-S-SOFT!'

Looking up at the petrified boy, taking his cupped hand and placing it against her cheek, Toga smiled shyly at the young hero. This new living arrangement was going to be heaven for the newly crowned god of the world. Having Izuku so close at all times, seeing him every day, being able to touch him whenever she wants, and she could get all of that without having to use her powers. Oh no, those will just be used for fun now. And it 'will' be fun.

Mirth shining in her golden eyes, Toga turned her head in his hand before laying a gentle kiss onto the boy's palm before reluctantly letting go. The psychotic schoolgirl could spend her whole day just enjoying the feel of his manly, scarred hands all over her face but it would have to wait. She was here for a reason after all.

"Need any help unpacking?"

Izuku's panicked thoughts came to a screeching halt as he felt Toga's lips, her impossibly soft lips, press gently into his palm, planting the faintest of kisses against his skin. His mind had overloaded from the millions of thoughts overstimulating his senses. She…she had kissed him! A girl has kissed him! His first kiss(it was only on his palm)! Realizing he was leaving her hanging, Izuku gave his cheeks a couple of slaps to help bring him back to reality before turning to the madly giggling girl.

"A-Are you sure you want to help me? Don't you have to finish your own unpacking, T-Toga?" Izuku prayed to whatever force in the universe, that was not Toga, for a miracle, and that she would not insist on staying. But, once again, no miracle was coming for the green-haired boy.

"Still just Toga." Toga grumbled under her breath, a small look of disappointment quickly flashing on her features before being replaced with her trademark manic grin. The young hero quirked his eyebrow at Toga's strange reaction, a slight pang of guilt coursing through his body at the brief look of sadness in those golden eyes. Izuku was prepared to apologize but was interrupted by the return of Toga's enthusiasm.

"Nope, all done. I'm free for the rest of the day." The green-haired boy's face faltered at those words, his earlier wish going unanswered. Izuku was fully prepared to reject the girl's offer with some vague excuse like being too embarrassed or not wanting to waste the blonde-haired girl's time, anything to keep the sadistic god far, far away from him.

Remembering that day at the train station, watching the world twist into Toga's own personal hellscape, Izuku knew that was not an option. It wasn't just them this time. They were not alone. His classmates, his friends, were all in this very building, the possible epicenter of Toga's wrath should Izuku do anything to displease the psychotic god.

"Thank you very much for your help." Bowing low, green hair flopping comically, the wielder of One for All braced himself for the inevitable explosion of excitement from the sadistic schoolgirl. Eyes clenched shut, Izuku waited for the familiar squeal of joy that is invariably followed up with Toga launching herself onto the taller boy. But all he heard was the sound of shuffling feet, followed by the rustling of someone rummaging through a box.

Lifting his head, Izuku watched in stunned silence as Toga grabbed a handful of t-shirts, cheerfully bobbing her head as she hummed a nameless tune, before neatly hanging them in his closet. Grabbing more clothes, giggling slightly at the boys All Might branded boxers, Toga continued to help unpack, leaving the green-haired boy in a stunned stupor. After neatly putting away all of his clothes, adding a little of her own flair to the arrangement of the outfits, Toga turned toward the dumbfounded boy while tilting her head quizzically at him.

"Izu-kun, you ok? Going to make me do all the work?" Snickering at the boys startled response, the poor boy almost jumping straight out of his skin, Toga watched as Izuku quickly ran to the nearest set of boxes and began hurriedly organizing his All Might figures, even in his haste he was still handling them with the greatest of care. Toga had been gracious enough to return them to their original state, Izuku had the real thing to enjoy now after all. Picking another box, this one just simply labeled 'notebooks', the blonde schoolgirl continued helping Izuku with his unpacking.

As Toga cheerfully continued her task, taking occasional peeks into his Hero Notebooks, admiring her Izu-kun's amazing mind, she failed to notice the object of her affection repeatedly glancing at her from the corner of his eye.

The wielder of One for All was on high alert, keeping a constant watchful eye on the psychotic blonde, waiting for her to pull some kind of prank or reality-altering shenanigans to mess with his already fragile mental state. She was being way too…normal, today. Besides her earlier teasing and scaring the ever-loving crap out of him, Toga had not done anything remotely terrifying let alone reality-bending. The blonde girl was merely helping him unpack without a fuss, the occasional peek and snicker at his belongings being the only Toga-ish thing she was doing.

'Maybe…maybe she is really just here to help me.' Sure, his short time of having known Toga, their run-ins as enemies notwithstanding, has been nothing short of…horrifying to the young hero in training. But there were glimpses of something else hidden deep within the girl's erratic behavior, signs of a possible gentle, caring side. For every truly scarring event, his nightmares having a lot of new material to work with, the former villain balanced it out with a sweet, loving response. It was as if she was actually trying to get closer to the boy in her own eccentric way.

A small smile came to the greenette's face as he put the finishing touches on his All Might collection, carefully placing his prized Golden Age figure on the little shrine he had set up for his hero. Maybe today wasn't going to be so bad.

"Have you ever had a girlfriend, Izu-kun?"

And in an instant, Toga destroyed Izuku's short-lived moment of peace, causing it to rain down upon him like broken glass. The All Might figure slipped from the green-haired boy's trembling hands, the statue hitting the floor with a dull thud, Izuku staring mortified at the golden-haired girl who was going about her business as if nothing out of the ordinary had just happened. Humming casually as if she had not just broken the greenette's brain.

"I-I n-n-no NO! What?! No!" Stuttering like an old lawnmower that was refusing to start, Izuku fumbled while trying to pick up the statue, his scarred hands refusing to listen to their owner. Slamming it down onto the short table, mindlessly placing it out of chronological order in his haste, the young hero rummaged through the nearest box for something else to put away just to keep his mind from wandering toward the schoolgirl's question.

"Really? But you're so cute!" A silent scream escaped the boy's lips as Toga threw another question his way, the compliment doing nothing to calm the boy's nerves, instead only causing him incredible amounts of anxiety. "Is there anyone you like?"

"T-Toga! What's with these questions?!" Izuku screeched horribly causing several of their dorm mates to peek their heads out of their rooms in worry at the awful sounds emanating from the resident Quirk Lover's abode. Practically throwing his belongings into his closet, Izuku just prayed to get the unpacking over with so that Toga would cease her relentless questioning of his love life.

"What? Just curious. I want to learn more about you." Hanging up the last of the posters, Toga imitating the trademark smile of the All Might in the picture, the blonde-haired god turned to her favorite plaything with a questioning gaze, as if her line of inquiry was the most obvious thing in the world.

"B-But, ack, why do you want to learn about th-th-that?" No matter what he did Izuku could just not get a hold of his emotions, the embarrassment coursing through him pretty much becoming a part of him now. He was afraid he'd never be able to speak normally again. No villain was ever going to take him seriously!

Grabbing another handful of objects, not even checking to see what it was at this point, Izuku nervously scooted past the quizzical girl almost brushing up against her due to the narrow space between his bed and the desk leaving him little room to maneuver, before carelessly chucking them into the attached drawers under his bed. Turning to go grab more from the box, Izuku yelped as he came uncomfortably close to the shorter girl who had sidled up behind him.

Toga was standing agonizingly close to him, the heat from her body easily seeping through the thin layer of clothes separating their bare skin from each other. The angle he was looking down at her from was giving him an unobstructed view of her cleavage, the twin orbs packed tightly in a simple black bra. Instantly averting his eyes, the split-second view causing his face to fill with so much blood it was almost purple, Izuku did his best to ignore the predatory glint in Toga's golden eyes.

"Hmm, Izu-kun~?" Opening his eyes the smallest of margins, gaze fixed intently on Toga's face, the green-haired boy began sweating profusely as the sadistic girl hungrily licked her lips, her fangs flashing dangerously. "Do you like my body~?"

"HYAAaaaa-ghuk!" Biting down roughly on his tongue, small spurts of warm red liquid coating the inside of his mouth, Izuku felt like he was about to faint from the severe amount of blood rushing to his head. Staring up at the ceiling with ever-increasing interest, the young hero did his best to try and ignore the psychotic, though admittedly beautiful, girl's inquiry.

"Aww, don't be shy my little Izu-kun~." Moving her body up against his, her breasts pressing into his toned chest, the blonde-haired girl ran her hands slowly up his side, fingers briefly dancing over the bare skin at his hip, and cupped his cheek lovingly. Angling his face so that his green eyes stared into her burning golden ones, Toga leaned up to the side of his head, the hand not currently cupping his cheek having found its way under his cyan shirt, her delicate fingers tracing over the green-haired boy's abs as she whispered hotly into his ear. "It's all for you."

"GAK!" Quickly, but gently, moving the blonde seductress away from him, Izuku stammered a quick apology before running back to the box to resume unpacking, a trail of nervous sweat shining in his wake. Readjusting her bra, Toga giggled at the boy's shyness as she watched him frantically continue unpacking, casually leaning up against the desk with a relaxed smile on her face, her hand resting lazily on her hip.

"Maybe next time."

Stuffing his arms with as many things as he could possibly carry, Izuku launched armful after armful of his belongings into the closet, just wanting to get this horrible ordeal over with. No matter how many things he threw, the box just seemed to never run out of items. Stopping in his tracks, arms overflowing with a bunch of his textbooks, Izuku snapped his head toward the rooms sole other occupant, who was currently wearing a guilty smile on her face.

"Toga, are you making everything return back to the box?" Dropping the items onto his bed, Izuku fixed the sadistic schoolgirl with a hard stare. Pushing off of the desk, Toga brought her hands up to her cheeks, a small blush spreading on her cheeks from the boy's intense gaze.

"I was just having so much fun hanging out with you," clasping her hands in front of her waist, like a child being scolded, Toga looked up at Izuku with a shy look on her face, "I just wanted it to last a little bit longer."

Izuku's gaze softened at the girl's words, lightly rubbing the back of his head bashfully. It wasn't really anything to get mad about. Once again, Toga was just doing things in her own special way to show her affection, even if it was a major headache for the wielder of One for All.

"I understand. Just, would you mind stopping so we could finish? We can hang out with everyone else once we are done, ok?" Izuku calmly responded, desperately hoping the psychotic girl could be reasoned with, for this issue at least. Pressing her finger to her chin in mock thought, Toga seemed to mull over his request before a playful grin spread on her lips. Walking up to the taller boy, a slight sway in her hips, the sadistic god looked at him with mischief sparkling in her eyes.

"Ok, I'll stop." Sighing in relief, Izuku was about to give his thanks when he was quickly interrupted by the shorter girl. "But only if you give me a BIIIIIIG hug!"

This girl was going to be the death of him! Eyes bugging out of his head, Izuku watched Toga lift her arms high in the air, her tummy peeking out from underneath her tank top, as she made a grabbing motion with her hands, like a child wanting to be picked up by their parent. Swallowing the enormous lump in his throat, Izuku slowly walked up to the excited girl, becoming keenly aware again of how much skin her outfit revealed.

"Ok, you promise right?" Nodding enthusiastically, Toga began jumping up and down impatiently, the green-haired boy trying his best to ignore the motion of a certain pair of, appendages, on the girl's body. Lifting his shaking arms, Izuku slowly closed the distance between the two of them before encircling the girl's slim waist in a gentle hug.

"EEEEE~~!" Squealing in joy, the high pitched sound so close to his ear almost deafening the poor boy, Toga wrapped her arms around his neck in a vice-like grip. Hopping off of her feet, the blonde-haired girl wrapped her toned legs around the taller boy's waist, pressing herself as close as she possibly could against his strong, muscular body. Nuzzling her face into the crook of his neck, Toga breathed in deeply to soak up her loves sweet, sweet scent.

Meanwhile, the Quirk Loving boy had become the living embodiment of a statue, his face etched into a permanent expression of shock. He. Could. Feel. Everything! Toga's entire front was pressed up against his body, clinging to him like a baby Koala to its mother, the green-haired boy keenly aware of her wonderfully delectable curves.

No! He had to keep a grip on his emotions! One wrong move with Toga and it could be the end of everything! Taking a deep breath, inadvertently getting a whiff of her heavenly perfume, Izuku steeled his nerves and prepared to ride out this hug until the godlike girl was satisfied.

Turns out it would take another 9 minutes until she was, Izuku knowing this because he watched the minutes crawl by as saw the minute hand rotate slowly on the clock resting on his desk. Feeling Toga's grip on his body loosen, but not before she sensually ran the bare skin of her leg slowly down his own leg. Leaning away from the crook of his neck, Toga gave the boy a loving smile before pecking him on the nose with a kiss. Giggling happily, the blonde-haired girl removed her arms from around his neck and skipped over to the last box, ignoring the blushing boy she left behind.

"Ok let's finish unpacking!"


Plopping down roughly onto the couch in the common room, exhausted from the grueling ordeal that had been decorating his room, Izuku could feel every muscle in his body scream in agony. Who knew blushing so many time, and so intensely, could wear someone out like that. He guessed that at least he could be thankful that he did not pass out at any point.

Jumping over the backrest of the couch, Toga landed with a slight bounce next to the green-haired object of her affection, quickly snuggling up to his side as she stared lovingly up at him. As cute as that would usually be to the young hero, it only made the fear in him rise back to the surface. What was she planning now?

Izuku stared expectantly at the love-struck girl, waiting for whatever crazy plan or embarrassing situation she had planned for him to come spilling out of her mouth. Instead, all she did was stare at him with those golden eyes that were overflowing with immense adoration for him, an occasional sigh of happiness passing her lips. Was this….all she wanted to do?

Izuku wasn't sure how long they had been staring at each other, having at some point lost himself in Toga's mesmerizing gaze. A part of him couldn't help but admit that this was very nice. But their quiet moment was swiftly broken by the sound of a large number of footsteps coming down the stairs.

"Man, that took forever!" Mina bounded down the stairs, ever the definition of boundless energy, before rounding into the common room to plop herself next to the blonde-haired girl, staring intently at the cuddling pair. "Hey, you guys finish already?"

"Uhh, y-yeah." Izuku answered dumbly, confused why the usually excitable girl decided to ignore the obvious juicy scene before her. Usually, she'd be right on top of this to tease or interrogate them about a possible relationship, but for some reason, she was acting as if it was normal. Was this Toga's doing?

"Aw, cool! The rest of us just finished up too!" Just as those words left the pink-skinned girl's lips, the rest of the class walked into the common room, animatedly chatting with each other before turning to the couches occupants.

"Hey, Midoriya! Not waiting around, huh? How manly!" Kirishima shot the boy an enthusiastic thumbs-up, his wide grin revealing his sharp teeth. Sputtering in embarrassment, Izuku tried to distance himself from the girl snuggled up to him causing him to fall over the side of the couch onto the floor with a loud thud.

"Nonononono we are not doing anything like that!" Flipping onto his feet, Izuku slowly backed away from the group, flailing his arms about as if he were doing a perfect of their Class Rep. The class merely wore amused grins at the green-haired boy's denial.

"C'mon Midoriya! We all know you two will end up together!" Tooru cheered excitedly as she took a seat next to Toga, the girl wrapping an arm, or at least Izuku assumed so, around the blonde's neck and pulling her close. A menacing look crossed the psychotic god's features as she shot a dark glare at the invisible girl who dared to lay a hand on her, the bubbly teen completely unaware of the deathly stare being directed at her.

Jumping back to her feet, Izuku being the only witness to the danger the Invisible Girl almost found herself in, Tooru ran over to Mina and began bouncing around in front of her like a hyperactive hamster.

"Mina! Mina! We should tell everyone what we talked about!" A look of pure elation crossed the alien girl's features as she leapt off of the couch and ran over to the rest of the girls, dragging the invisible girl with her as the boys looked on in confusion. Izuku noticed that Toga had returned her gaze back to him, completely ignoring the goings-on around her, the loving smile once again plastered on her face.

"The girls were talking," tearing his eyes away from the love-struck girl, missing the slight pout on Toga's face, Izuku listened in to what Mina had to say, "want to have a room presentation contest?"

Several of the boys looked on in shock, very much caught off guard by the sudden declaration. Many of them were not 100% comfortable with having their private sanctum invaded like that. One of those boys just so happened to be Izuku himself.

"AAAAAAA! No, no, no, w-w-wait!"

Despite his protests, Izuku still found himself in his room as his classmates gawked wide-eyed at his All Might themed decor, his body shaking violently with shame and embarrassment.

"Wow, it's a true hero otaku's room!" Listening to Uraraka so blatantly call out his obsession made him feel physically ill. Izuku couldn't even look at his classmates, afraid of how they might see him now.

"I think it's the coolest room ever!" Izuku glanced over his shoulder in shock at Toga's bold deceleration, the girl glaring defiantly at her laughing classmates, a small tear of joy managing to slip down his freckled cheek. "Izuku's passion is what makes him so amazing!"

"Y-Yeah.." Everyone nervously stared at the girl's intense stare, many of them admiring her dedication to the green-haired boy. Her love for him was blatantly obvious. "Alright, Tokoyami is next!"

And so they went from room to room, except for Mineta's, nobody wanting to have to deal with that mess. The girls systematically broke all of the boys' confidence with their unwittingly brutal commentary after every room they visited.

Well, almost all of their confidence. Koda and Sato actually got favorable responses from the girls, even the standoffish Toga having partaken in some of the chiffon cake the Sugar Rush hero had been baking. A couple of the boys were left completely unfazed by the girl's gentle criticisms, which surprisingly included Izuku, the green-haired boy's spirits having been lifted by Toga's sweet words earlier.

Toga stuck close to Izuku's side during the whole adventure, a constant bored expression on her face. Having gotten Izuku's room out of the way first, the sadistic schoolgirl had no more interest in the rest of the competition, the clear winner already obvious. Nothing was better than Izu-kun's amazingly decorated room, even Sato's delicious cake could not sway the god-like girl's opinion. She had been tempted to have a little fun with the proceedings, but seeing Izuku actually having fun, even if it was with a group of other people, made Toga let the proceedings continue unaltered. She has every day now to play with her Izu-kun.

Overhearing the grape headed pervert's plan to make the girls include their room's into the competition renewed Toga's interest, however. Izu-kun will be in her room! The object of her affection will step foot into her private sanctum, blessing it with his presence! Oh, the thought of it was just too delicious for words. She was going to have to ride this out to the end.

And so, as the girls prepared to cast their votes, some of the more emotionally fragile boys demanded the girls open up their rooms to be judged. Surprisingly, only a couple of girls seemed unsure of the arrangement, Kyoka being the chief detractor, but she was quickly outvoted. Through some divine punishment, or more like Toga swaying the groups conscious, the Earphone Jack hero's room ended up being the first on the docket.

Once again the group of classmates went from room to room, casting judgment upon their peer's living arrangement. Mineta was quickly dealt with, his perverted nature getting him wrapped up in Sero's tape after just the second room. Toga would have done much worse, but the hero's in training would probably not appreciate seeing their classmate's eyeballs replaced with the constantly regrowing purple balls on his head. It would definitively cut down on his peeping though.

As they were heading to the next room, Uraraka noted the absence of Tsuyu from the group, the frog girl having apparently excused herself earlier to retire for the night. Toga was a little bummed by that, having been fascinated with her best friend Tsu-chan ever since they first met back during the Summer Camp. So many truly wonderful memories were made in that forest.

The group finally arrived at the final room, the sign next to the door reading Toga Himiko. Izuku stared nervously at the blonde-haired girl from the corner of his eye, said girl merely looking on with disinterest, unaware that on the inside her heart was beating like crazy. Izuku was worrying what kind of messed up torture devices or dimension to hell Toga had put in her room, while said girl was ready to pass out from the excitement of Izuku soon getting to see her room. Mina slammed the door open violently, the congregated group looking on in shock at what they saw.

Nothing. Absolutely nothing could be seen in the room. The only furniture in the room was a single U.A. branded futon, obviously provided by the school so that the blonde girl would not end up having to sleep on the floor. A couple of U.A. uniforms and sets of casual clothing hung in the closet, no real dresses or fashionable outfits in sight. The room could be scarcely described as anything else but barren.

"Yo, Toga…is this all you have?" Kaminari was the first to voice his concern over the state of their blonde classmate's room, everyone turning their attention to the confused looking girl. Toga had been so distracted looking at Izuku, trying to gauge his reaction to seeing her room, that she failed to register her classmate's worried stares.

"Yeah. It's all I need." Toga looked at everyone in confusion, a slight bit of agitation rising within her. What were they all so worried about? She originally didn't even want the futon but decided to throw the school a bone so that they would stop pestering her about all this other furniture she apparently needed.

"Ok. If you're sure." Momo ushered everyone out of the room, giving the agitated girl a somber smile before leading everyone down the stairs. Izuku looked back at the owner of the room, sadness shining in his green orbs. The wielder of One for All knew better, he knew she didn't just live with the bare minimum out of want. Toga did not own any personal possessions, the former villain's previous life on the run probably not affording her the time to keep any personal belongings. Taking one last look, Izuku followed the rest of his classmates back to the common room.

Toga merely stood in the middle of her room, confused by everyone's reactions. Looking at her bare walls and meager collection of clothes, Toga could feel a slight pang of sadness creep into her heart. Shaking her head to rid herself of the annoying thoughts, Toga quickly rushed out of her room, angrily slamming the door behind her.


In the end, Toga's impassioned words had not been enough and the girls had declared Sato the winner, his cake having been enough to give him the edge amongst the sweets loving girls. Toga had contested the results and demanded a formal recount, but everyone had merely grumbled something non-committal and retired to their rooms.

Deciding she needed a shower after the long day full of activity, Toga grabbed a fresh set of U.A. branded pajamas before heading to the girl's communal bathrooms. The sadistic schoolgirl found herself completely alone in the washroom, the rest of her dorm mates having already gone to bed. Stripping off her casual clothes, Toga briefly pressed the fabric to her face, hoping to catch the last lingering bits of Izuku's scent. Lifting her hands up, the psychotic god released her hair from their buns, the blonde locks cascading down and tickling her shoulders. Stepping into the shower, Toga enjoyed the water's gentle warmth, all on her own.

Exiting the washrooms after a nice relaxing shower, Toga was now dressed in a set of navy blue pajama shorts and a t-shirt, the U.A. logo proudly emblazoned on her chest. Despite feeling like a walking advertisement for the school she was already going to, Toga had to admit that the soft material the pajamas were made with feeling good on her bare skin, the sadistic god having chosen to forgo underwear.

Taking the elevator up to her room, even though she could have easily teleported to her room Toga had wanted to enjoy the silence of the nighttime dorms, the empty feeling reminding her of the countless abandoned apartments and cheap hotels she had slept in while on the run from the law. A sharp ding announced her arrival, her bare feet padding softly against the carpeted hallway floors as she made her way to her room. Stopping in her tracks, Toga was greeted with a most pleasant sight.

"Izu-kun?" The green-haired boy stood before her door, proudly adorned with All Might pajamas, his hands hiding something behind his back. Her sudden appearance startled the skittish boy, his mouth quickly clamping closed before he could let out a scream of fright, not wishing to wake the rest of his classmates. "What are you doing here?"

"H-hey Toga." Walking up to the nervous boy, Toga gave him a warm smile before throwing her dirty laundry and toiletries at the wall, the items simply phasing through the concrete and clattering noisily onto the floor in her room. "I-I just wanted to give you something before you went to bed, b-but you weren't there and, uh, I-I didn't want to barge in, that w-would have been rude and,-"

Placing her finger against his lips, bringing her other pointer finger up to her mouth in a shushing motion, Toga smiled warmly at the green-haired boy, truly wishing she didn't have to interrupt his adorable rambling, but she didn't want anyone to come out and ruin their moment.

"Want to come in?" Opening her door, Toga turned to the young her who was currently fidgeting with whatever was behind his back. Blushing at the mere idea of entering a girl's room at night, Izuku shook his head violently back and forth, his green mop flopping on the top of his head.

"N-n-n-n-nono I j-just wanted to give you this." Removing his hands from behind his back, Izuku produced a simple printed photo before handing it over to the confused god. Taking the offered picture from his trembling fingers, Toga flipped it over to get a better look at it. Her golden eyes widened dramatically as she looked upon the contents of the photograph.

Izuku, his eyes wide and lips stretched in a nervous smile, stared back at her, proudly dressed in his brand new U.A. uniform. It was a copy of his U.A. student ID picture. Why? Why was he giving this to her?

"I-I thought you might want something to decorate your room, thinking that maybe you never really got any belongings to call your own, a-and I-I thought that you p-probably wouldn't want to get anything without meaning, and I don't really have a more recent picture but I..um..yeah…"

Toga simply stared at the green-haired boy as his rambling explanation trailed off, an unreadable expression on her face. Izuku nervously wrung his hands as the silence between dragged on without a single reaction from the normally boisterous young girl. Turning stiffly on his heel, sputtering out a quick 'Good night', Izuku prepared to head back to his room when he was suddenly stopped by a slight tug on his arm.

Turning back to the god-like schoolgirl, Izuku stared into Toga's golden eyes, her lips quirked up into a joyous smile. Removing her hand from his arm, Toga stood up on her tiptoes and planted a chaste kiss on the young hero's lips,

"Thank you, Izu-kun."

Blushing red like a boiled lobster, Izuku stumbled backward several feet before turning on his heels and sprinting like a madman down the halls, green lightning singeing the carpet in his wake. Giggling at the boy's silly antics, Toga twirled into her room, using her powers to shut the door and clean up the belongings she had carelessly dumped through the wall earlier, holding the picture at arm's length as she stared lovingly at the subject of the photograph.

Falling backward onto her futon, her body colliding with the fabric with a soft thump, Toga continued to stare happily at the photograph as she held it over her head. Pulling it close to her chest, the blonde-haired god began rolling back and forth on her futon, little squeaks, and squeals of joy erupting from her chest.

Resting her head against her pillow, Toga turned to the wall next to her and gently attached the picture to the wall, staring at it for several more minutes before willing the lights off and pulling the covers tightly over her body. Running a finger lightly over the soft glossy surface, Toga slowly closed her eyes, a content smile on her lips.

"Goodnight, my Izu-kun."

A/N: Moving day's sure can be stressful, right Izuku?

More of a laid back chapter as everyone gets settled in their new surroundings and Izuku learns a little bit more about Toga. Toga gets to have her Izu-kun close to her at all times so she is practically in heaven. A lot of fluff this chapter but that doesn't mean everything will be hunky-dory. It is still Toga after all.

Thank you so much to everyone reading and I hope you all have a wonderful, wonderful day!