Izuku glanced at Toga from the corner of his eye for probably the hundredth time that day, said girl currently joking around with the other girls at their tables, her head reeled back in raucous laughter at Jirou's retelling of how Kaminari got his hair stuck in an electric socket the night before. The green-haired boy watched the omnipotent schoolgirl intently, worry and fear flooding in his system. To anyone else, Toga would seem to be the same as always, laughing and joking with a slight manic edge to everything she does.

But the wielder of One For All knew better. Toga was acting, different, odd. The smile prominently affixed to her face, full of joy and amusement, did not reach her eyes, the golden orbs listless and dull as their usual spark seemed to be completely extinguished. Izuku had also noted a rather unsettling idiosyncrasy in Toga's behavior, one he was sure no one else had noticed. Whenever the attention was off of her, when no one was looking her direction, Toga's mask would drop and the horrible face underneath would be revealed.

Her eyes would darken severely, shadows of anger and pain dancing across their golden surface, chillingly reminding the young hero of the expression she had the day before in the hallway. The cheerful grin would fall into a deep frown, her jaw clenched tightly as she balled her fist in agitation. But as quickly as it arrived, it would disappear, the mask firmly attached once again.

This, frankly disturbing, behavior from the god-like schoolgirl had Izuku greatly worried, for obvious reasons, but also ones he had not expected. Most of all he was worried about the safety of the world, especially his friends and family that inhabit said world. If Toga was becoming dissatisfied with the world, she might be tempted to just alter it, if not downright destroy it, until it fit her liking. The green-haired boy wasn't sure if Toga would even leave him untouched from her galactic reset, her anger yesterday having been centered around him after all.

But to Izuku's complete bewilderment, he truly wanted to make Toga feel better. A part of him, a very strange part, missed having the excitable, happy girl around. It has been less than a day since Toga's hateful outburst, but everything had seemed a bit…duller without her constant games and enthusiasm. He could honestly say that he missed the usual Toga, godlike shenanigans and all.

The sudden, hurried shuffling of feet and scratching of chairs on the floor pulled Izuku out of his musings, the sound of the classroom door sliding open signaling the arrival of the Pro Hero Eraserhead, also known as Aizawa-sensei, their homeroom teacher. The perpetually tired man trudged lethargically into the classroom, the students sitting in a practiced silence, very much fearing and respecting their teacher.

"Alright, everyone. Since most of you have now gotten a good idea of what kind of special attacks you will want to create and some of you have taken advantage of the support course to alter your costumes, we will be continuing our training today. Make sure to give it your all, because the exam will not go easy on you."

Sighing heavily, Aizawa grabbed a nutrition pouch and began sucking down on it as the classroom erupted in their now-classic burst of excitement. Boasts about how cool their new moves were, comparisons on who had thought of the most, and little hints of mystery on what they were coming up with all intermingled and mixed into a cacophony of noise that irritated the Pro Hero to no end. Sometimes he wished he had gotten a less rowdy class or just not gone into teaching at all. He would get more sleep if he had. Staring ahead with his patented expression of boredom, Aizawa decided to ride out the waves of noise.

"Alright, now that you've all calmed down," Aizawa quipped with a hint of agitation in his voice, "grab your costumes and get ready. We will be in the same training area as yesterday. Don't be late."

The noise in the class rose again as the students excitedly went to grab their costumes, some rushing to get changed as fast as possible, eager to continue their training, while others paired off with friends to discuss possible ideas or, if it was Aoyama, just to brag.

Through the haze of noise and chatter, Izuku managed to hear the scrape of the chair of his seatmate in front of him move, Toga currently lifting herself out of her chair with unfamiliar lethargy. Heading to her assigned number the usually boisterous blonde grabbed her costume case lazily, arm hanging limply at her side, and began walking out of the classroom without making a single sound.

The green-haired hero watched all of this unfold with growing unease, his heart clenching painfully in his chest, if it was in fear or worry he did not know. Toga had not looked in his direction at all while she was retrieving her costume. No sneaky glances or shameless leering. No teasing comment or love-struck gushing. Just a dead stare into nothingness. A nervous sweat-drop rolled down Izuku's brow as he cupped his chin in his trademark thinking pose,

"I have to fix this somehow," Izuku whispered to himself as he watched Toga turn the corner and out of sight, "but how do you cheer up someone who can have whatever she wants?"


"What has you so distracted Toga?" Ectoplasm calmly dodged another round of knives thrown at him, their usual deadly accuracy dulled by the schoolgirl's disinterested demeanor, as they clattered harmlessly on the ground. Pulling out another set of knives, the blondes usual flourish absent as she clumsily whipped them in the general direction of the clone.

"Shut up, Sensei." Toga growled lowly, her usual acerbic bite absent in her voice, replaced by a quiet indifference. The fun of trying to hurt someone, to inflict joyous pain on another living being, had been harshly dulled by the psychotic god's foul mood.

Ever since the incident yesterday, Toga just could not see the fun in life, everything seeming much less interesting or exciting. She had put up a facade, her years in middle school having given her plenty of practice in putting on a charade for other people's sake, always ignoring her own wants and desires. She hated feeling like this. All she wanted was to cuddle Izuku, watch his face imitate a ripe tomato, and listen to his sputtering panicked screams.

But every time her thoughts would return to that hallway as Izuku was pinned underneath that voluptuous whore from the Support Course, the same one who had almost blown up her precious Izu-kun. It had brought to light a fear she did not know was slumbering in her heart. The loss of Izuku.

U.A. was chock full of beautiful girls, Toga herself having admired some of the girls in her class during her time in the League of Villains, with many of them running the gamut of attractiveness. Momo's smarts and generous curves all the way to Jirou's attitude and rocking style. Every last one was beautiful and interesting and it made Toga so angry! The thought of any of them taking her Izu-kun away from her just caused searing pain and hate to course through her soul.

What scared her the most though, more than losing him to another girl, was watching him die, to lose him in the purest sense of the word. With her powers, she could easily bring him back to life, death itself holding no dominion over her. But watching him die, to see his pain, to repeat that sadness over and over again. It was something she never wanted to see.

The whole night after the incident, the god-like schoolgirl had contemplated possible solutions to her problem, foregoing sleep entirely. Every good idea was hampered by pesky drawbacks that had led her almost to complete madness. Her own desire to keep Izuku untouched by her powers, to keep his precious essence pure of any influence, being the main sticking point to her plans.

Invulnerability and invincibility were the easiest solutions, but they would rid Izuku of his drive for self-improvement and independence. Altering events so that he would never come to harm was another interesting possibility, but it would take the fun out of life and rob her of the spontaneity and thrill of the unknown that she so greatly enjoyed. She was also confident that Izuku would at some point catch on to what she was doing like the smart little boy that he was.

Any way she played the scenarios through in her mind, the simple fact remained that Toga could not guarantee that Izuku would be hers.

"Toga-chan watch out!"

Lazily turning her head at the sudden panicked scream, Toga recognizing it as the resident pink alien's, the psychotic schoolgirl watched a large boulder drop from the platform above her as it headed directly toward her. Mina had been practicing her new Jet Stream Special Move when her acid ended up dislodging a piece of her platform, causing it to tumble over before anyone had a chance to react.

As the gigantic mass of rock drew closer and closer to her unmoving form, time seeming to have come to a crawl, Toga considered what the point of everything was.

Why should she keep hiding her powers? Why didn't she just let loose and make everything just how she wanted? How she deserved it to be. Everything seemed to be against her, reminding her that the world she lived in was unfair and unwilling to accept a person like her. Even Izuku, her beloved Izu-kun, could wound her in such horrible ways without any direct involvement of his own. Would things really be so much worse if she just…..let go?

"SSSSSSSMMMMMMMAAAAAAASSSSSSHHHHHHHH!"

In an instant, the large boulder that had been hurtling toward Toga was splintered into a thousand tiny pieces, dispersing and falling to the ground harmlessly. In the middle of the destroyed remnants of the boulder was Izuku Midoriya, green lightning dancing across his body as glowing red veins crisscrossed over his skin.

"Izu….kun?"

The godly schoolgirl stared at the green streaked hero in awe, the dull lifelessness in her eyes slowly fading away, the once familiar spark returning to the golden orbs. Her heart started beating faster and faster as he came to a landing near her as the streaks of lightning slowly faded away. A growing blush started to spread on her cheeks as she gazed at the heroic sight that was Deku, the future Number One Hero. The corners of her mouth slowly turned upward, her eyes glowing brightly, as an ecstatic love-struck smile appeared on her face.

The second Izuku had heard Mina's cry and seen the giant rock careening towards Toga, the schoolgirl remaining completely motionless, he sprung into action without a second thought, activating Full Cowling to 5% and dashing toward the falling boulder. Twisting his body in mid-air, remembering the basic techniques Iida had taught him the night before, Izuku delivered a devastating kick against the side of the boulder, shattering it into millions of pieces. Readjusting his body, Izuku landed safely on the platform, the green lightning surrounding him slowly fading away as he deactivated his quirk.

Getting back into an upright position, the green-haired boy immediately checked to make sure Toga was alright, the sight that greeted him causing him to halt in his tracks. The dead-eyed stare that the godlike schoolgirl had been sporting all morning had disappeared, the life and excitement once again shining in her golden gaze, her hands clasped in front of her chest as she smiled lovingly in his direction.

Despite knowing what that gaze meant for him, Izuku couldn't help but feel relieved and happy to see it no matter how much trouble he would inevitably end up in due to Toga's mischievous ways. A part of him, deep in his heart, was glad to see a genuine smile on her lips. Anything else would just feel wrong to the wielder of One For All. The green-haired hero could feel a light blush dust his own cheeks as he stared at Toga's beaming smile, a small jump beating in his heart. Just as Izuku was preparing to go over and check on the ecstatic girl he was suddenly pulled into a headlock by the rowdy redhead of Class 1-A.

"Way to go Midoriya! That kick to save your girlfriend was totally manly!" Kirishima's exuberant voice directly in his ear almost deafened the young hero, Izuku stumbling a bit as he was roughly pulled in by the Hardening Quirk User.

"Man, Midoriya when did you learn that move?" Kaminari ran up to the pair, being followed by several other members of the class who were all cheering for the boy's heroic act. Toga merely smiled at the scene, a small bubble of pride welling up within her for the green-haired boy as he was swarmed by his fellow classmates, getting the praise he so rightly deserved.

"Toga-chan!"Toga was pulled out of her lovesick admiring of the green-haired hero by the loud exclamation coming from the pink-skinned girl, Mina running up to her with a distraught look on her normally jubilant face. "I'm so sorry! I didn't mean for that to happen! Are you ok?"

"Yes, Toga. Have you been hurt?" Class 1-A's vice-class president, Momo Yaoyoruzo, came up to her side, worriedly checking her over for any sign of injury. Toga stared wide-eyed as more and more of her classmates came to check up on her well being, except for Mineta who only trying to cop a feel in the chaos. Luckily her best friend, Tsu-chan, whipped him off of the platform and onto the ground below, landing with a sickening crack on the training room floor. No one paid it any heed, too occupied with making sure the Transform Quirk User was ok.

Toga was unaccustomed to such attention, nobody having ever cared about her well-being before. Not her parents, or her friends in school, and especially not the members of the League of Villains…well except maybe Twice. She would have to check up on him sometimes, having made sure he was not caught up with League's bullshit in this new reality. But right now, surrounded by concerned classmates, Toga could feel a weird sensation in her chest. One she couldn't quite place.

"Yeah, I'm ok." Looking over at the green-haired boy, who was currently also surrounded by his own mob of classmates, Toga couldn't help the soft smile that spread on her lips. "My hero saved me after all."


The U.A. hallways were buzzing with the chatter of students all making their way to the cafeteria, excited for a little break in between the intense training and mind-numbing lessons. Class 1-A was currently heading there too, looking forward to enjoying their brief respite before they had to return to the grueling task of preparing for the Provisional Licence Exam. The class had changed out of their costumes as quickly as possible, knowing how crowded the lunch lineup got if you dawdled for even a second, all of the young heroes-in-training having excellent response time ingrained in them by their teachers.

"C'mon, Midoriya! You're going to miss out on lunch!" The Tape User Sero yelled out to the green-haired boy as he rushed out of the change-room, the rest of the class having already finished changing and made their way to the cafeteria. Izuku had ended up lagging behind the rest of his classmates, the wielder of One For All still getting used to his new costume which ended up with him having taken longer than usual to get changed. Hopping on one foot, tie clenched firmly between his teeth as he tried to pull on his other gaudy red shoe, Izuku made his way out the door when he was stopped by a familiar sight.

Standing across from the boy's change-room, with a broad smile on her face as her body was silhouetted by the large hallway windows, was the resident god, Toga Himiko. Despite wishing for her to return to her normal self, Izuku couldn't help the small rush of fear that shot through him as he gulped nervously. Stepping fully into the hallway, now mostly abandoned due to most students having already made their way to the cafeteria, Izuku faced the godly schoolgirl, his shaking hands making the task of tying his tie impossible.

"You didn't have to do that, you know?" Quirking a questioning eyebrow at the blonde schoolgirl, Toga giggling lightly at his quizzical expression, the green-haired hero unsure what she was talking about. "The boulder wouldn't have done anything to me. Something small like that can't hurt little old me, remember?"

Sweating nervously at the thought that Toga saw that huge boulder as 'something small', Izuku rubbed the back of his head bashfully, a small blush crossing his freckled cheeks.

"I just reacted without thinking. I saw you in danger and I just felt that I needed to save you."

A brief look of shock appeared on Toga's face, her cheeks flushing a dark crimson before it was replaced with the biggest, most joyous smile Izuku had ever seen. Slapping her hands loudly against her cheeks, the resounding smack startling the nervous boy, Toga let out an ear-piercing squeal of joy as she danced happily in place. A truly uproarious bout of laughter erupted from her chest as she clenched her hands into tight fists before jumping several feet into the air, her excitement bursting out of her in a mighty crescendo.

Izuku watched the schoolgirls animated outburst with mixed emotions rolling in his head. On one hand, it was nice to see the exuberant girl back in high spirits, her earlier gloomy disposition having just felt wrong to the green-haired hero. But he couldn't help but feel nervous knowing her mischievous ways were back in full force, possibly even more so after having gone almost a full day without teasing or playing with the hapless hero. And yet, even that didn't sound as horrible as it once did to Izuku.

While Izuku had been lost in his own mind, Toga had slowly come down from her joyful high, her patented pink blush back on her once crimson cheeks as she looked at Izuku with undying love shining in her golden gaze. Straightening her skirt, Toga slowly began walking over to the unaware hero, Izuku still in the midst of deep thought. Bringing her arms up, Toga wrapped them securely around the green-haired boy's waist, squeezing his midsection firmly yet gently as she nuzzled her cheek against his chest affectionately.

"Eeep!" Covering his mouth, his face burning shamefully from the high pitched noise that had escaped his throat, Izuku stared down at the blonde head that was currently snuggled up to him, his heart hammering noisily in his chest. Why did she keep hugging him? Yes, the feeling was nice but why so often? Was she that starved for affection? Frowning slightly, Izuku couldn't really deny the possibility that it was true.

"T-t-toga! P-please, someone might see us!" As if summoned by his words, a large group of students from the Business Course turned the corner, the students less trained than their hero course counterparts, and were heading in the hugging pairs direction. Flailing his arms wildly in the air, small yips of panic jumping out of his chest, bouncing Toga's head off of his chest with every exclamation of alarm, the blonde-haired god merely hugging the boy tighter.

Covering his face, eyes peeking between his splayed out fingers, Izuku braced himself for the awkward glances and stares from the Business Students. Their steps getting closer and closer echoed like gunshots in Izuku's ears, Izuku cursing himself for his shy nature. To Izuku's surprise, the group simply walked passed them, not sparing them a second glance. Izuku knew for a fact this was odd behavior, as the Business Course Students were trained to study and analyze everything around them. Nothing would escape their sight.

Staring down at the girl happily purring into his chest, the green-haired boy locked eyes with Toga, the playful schoolgirl staring up at him with a knowing look in her golden eyes. As several more students passed by the embracing pair, not a single one of them looking their way.

"Did you make us invisible?" A gigantic smile broke out on Toga's face as she nodded enthusiastically before burying herself back into his chest, picking Izuku partly off the ground as she hugged him even tighter.

"Why..why would you do that?" Kicking his feet in the air, desperately searching for any kind of solid footing, Izuku questioned Toga's motive. He was sure the girl was not the least bit shy about her intentions toward him, every interaction they have had before proving that quite clearly, so why did she decide to be secretive this time?

"I know how shy you get, Izu-kun. Especially in front of other people. But I didn't want to wait to hug you, so I just made us invisible." Holding him even higher, Toga gave him another big squeeze, Izuku letting out a pained exhale of air, before lowing him back onto solid ground, her hold on him never loosening.

'I didn't think she would be so considerate.' Izuku smiled softly to himself as he stared at the twin buns on Toga's head. A cool breeze across his back caused the green-haired hero to stiffen up in shock, his face turning as red as a fire truck when he felt an odd sensation across his whole body.

"You were thinking that it's surprising that I would be so considerate. Weren't you, Izu-kun?~" Removing her grip from around his waist, the loss of Toga's warmth causing Izuku to shiver even more, as he slowly lowered his gaze downward before letting out a horrid scream of embarrassment.

"T-TOGA! WHERE ARE MY CLOTHES!?" Reflexively covering his crotch, his whole body flushing a dark crimson color, Izuku did his best to cover up his nudity from the giggling god before him.

"You shouldn't have been a meanie, Izu-kun." Cackling into her hand, Toga leisurely began strolling down the hallway, leaving the naked wielder of One For All behind to suffer for his rudeness. Resting her hands on the back of her head, Toga began humming a joyful tune, as Izuku's desperate cries echoed down the hallway for only her ears to hear.

"TOGA, PLEASE! I'M SORRY! GIVE ME BACK MY CLOTHEESSSSSSSS!"


Toga was giddily bouncing in her seat as the bus, packed with Class 1-A students, made its way toward the Takoba National Stadium, the site of the upcoming Provisional Licence Exam. A whole week of nothing but training had passed since what Toga would refer to as 'The Hallway Incident We Don't Ever Talk About' occurred, and the day for the exam had finally come.

Swaying left to right, singing a jolly song of her own making, Toga was seated next to her green-haired crush, having dove into the spot next to him the second he had sat down. Staring over at her seatmate, the hero-in-training currently staring out the bus window deep in thought, Toga lightly began tugging at the metal mask hanging around his neck.

"Ne, Izu-kun? Our masks look very similar, right? Let's do tradesies!" Pulling her mask over her head, cursing slightly as it got caught on one of her buns, Toga eagerly held it out for the green-haired boy to take, her whole body seeming to vibrate in excitement.

"Oh..uh sure." Sighing heavily, Izuku reluctantly removed his own mask from around his neck, the young hero has learned a long time ago to let Toga have her fun lest the world, or him, suffer the consequences. Snatching the metal mask from his fingers, depositing hers in his outstretched hand at the same time, Toga immediately attached it to her face, her golden eyes sparkling with wonder.

"Woaaaaah! It's so cool!" Jumping out of her seat, Toga began running up to every one of their classmates, and yes, every single one, showing off the mask to them, amusing or gently annoying everyone on the bus with her antics.

Izuku watched the hyperactive blonde with light amusement on his face as she jumped from classmate to classmate, her arms flailing wildly as she gestured repeatedly toward his mask, completely ignoring the reprimanding screams coming from their Class President. Watching Toga playfully argue with Iida, at least to her it was playful, Izuku remembered how the all-powerful schoolgirl had offered to help train him for the exam during their free time.

Izuku had mentioned his wish to work on his speed, Full Cowling being perfectly suited toward quick

maneuvering and speedy movements, but he had felt bad asking Iida for even more help, the spectacle-wearing hero having already done enough for him by giving him detailed notes on leg based offense. Toga had immediately offered up her services, pointing out that her powers allowed her the ability to adapt to any training Izuku could possibly think of. Despite his reservations to be alone with Toga any more than he already did, his drive to improve outweighed his concern over what the godlike girl might do.

In the end, her training ended up baring plentiful fruit, his speed training not being the only thing he ended up improving through her help. To help him improve his speed and reaction time, Toga had made herself an elusive target for the boy to try and catch: teleporting across the gym, reading his movements to easily dodge out of his way, and running at speeds greatly exceeding even All Might's recorded top speed.

They had then moved on to strength and Quirk control training, which consisted of Toga letting him strike her with all his strength, both with his arms and legs. At first, Izuku had been hesitant to hit her, having first hand witnessed the sheer strength slumbering within One For All, but the blonde schoolgirl had casually waved off his fears, patting her stomach tauntingly and yelling at him to 'Hit her like a freight truck'. Which he did, blowing out the gym walls and carving a large trench into the floor around and behind Toga. After the dust settled, Toga stood unharmed in the center of the destruction, lightly dusting herself off of debris before fixing all of the damage Izuku had made, and telling him to go again.

The next day, Toga mentioned she had come up with a new training method for him overnight, Izuku excitedly asking her what it was. Whistling loudly, Toga motioned for someone to enter the gym, the green-haired boy's eyes bugging out of their sockets at the sight of twenty additional Toga's walking into the gym, each one sporting her trademark sadistic grin. Needless to say, Izuku was prepared to deal with large groups now.

At this point, Izuku had hit a wall, the young hero in training unsure how else to improve himself. Luckily, or unfortunately, Toga had an idea, one that ended up being as frightening as it was effective. To ensure he only used his legs, the psychotic blonde had made his arms completely useless, leaving his arms dangling from his torso like limp noodles. Izuku learned that being attacked by a godlike girl wielding razor-sharp knives was a powerful motivating factor.

Even though the training was very fruitful for the young hero, every aspect they had trained in improving his skills dramatically, but that did not mean he was left unscathed by the intense training. A wrong move here, an overuse of One for All there, and Izuku ended up with broken arms, legs, and fingers. Toga was generous enough to heal him of all of his wounds, all without the side effects from Recovery Girls Quirk, meaning he was able to continue training immediately without the long-lasting damage associated with going over his limit.

"Toga get back in your seat." Aizawa's voice cut through Izuku's reminiscing, the godlike blonde hopping back into the seat next to his, her giggles partially muffled by his mask that she was still proudly wearing. Toga fiddled with the ends of the mask as she did a bad imitation of Izuku's voice to entertain herself, the green-haired boy deciding to play through some possible scenarios for the exam in his head.

His main worry was the complete lack of information he could find on the internet, the specifics of the exam being kept secret by the government and the general superhero community. Even speculation on superhero forums did not paint a clear picture, contradictions and mixed accounts being the only thing he could find. The only thing he was sure of was that there is an elimination component to the exam and that Pro Hero's tend to be involved in some capacity. It left Izuku with pretty much nothing to work with, but that could be a part of the exam itself, to adapt to unknown possibilities.

"Heehee, you are so smart, Izu-kun." Really wishing his mouth would not betray him for just a second, Izuku turned to his bubbly seatmate, Toga smiling up at him, or he assumed she was as her mouth was still covered by his mask. Poking him playfully on the nose, Toga lowered the mask from her mouth, grinning widely at the blushing greenette.

"Is there anything you are worried about, Toga?" Blinking owlishly at the wielder of One For All, seemingly perplexed by his question, Toga unlatched his mask and handed it back to Izuku as she retrieved her own from his lap.

"I have nothing to ever worry about, silly." Snickering at the green-haired boy, her tongue sticking out from between her fangs, Toga leaned back comfortably in her seat. A small blush formed on Izuku's freckled face, the hero in training lowering his head slightly in embarrassment.

"Keep forgetting she's not just a normal girl." Izuku mumbled to himself quietly, but Toga's keen hearing still heard him, her smile widening so much it threatened to engulf her whole face. Pressing her hands into her chest, trying to calm her rapidly beating heart, Toga fell into Izuku's side as she sighed blissfully in happiness. This boy just knew how to make her the happiest schoolgirl in the whole world. Turning in her seat, her chest rubbing lightly against his arm, Toga began leaning closer to the boys blushing face, her eyes lidded with passion.

"Ok class, we are here." Cursing the universes bad timing, wait isn't she in charge of that?, Toga growled lowly in her chest before flopping heavily into her seat with a childish pout. Izuku gave thanks to whoever decided to spare him from whatever god, well Toga, had planned for him, bringing his attention to the front of the bus where Aizawa was addressing the class.

"Alright everyone off the bus." Rolling off of her seat, Toga made her way off of the bus, grumbling the whole time at having her perfect moment ruined and that she needs to make up for it later. Following close behind her, Izuku let out an audible gulp, really wishing later would never come.

Hopping off of the bus, Toga headed to the nearest ledge before seating herself on it, lazily watching the clouds go by as the rest of the class gave each other their customary pep talk after Aizawa's last-minute instructions. Letting out a bored sigh, her gentle exhale blowing away the clouds covering the sky, Toga began remaking them into more pleasing shapes. A knife here, a severed heart there. Izuku and her in a passionate embrace. A small smile came to her lips as she made the clouds move in a most suggestive manner.

"PLUS ULTRA!" Quirking an eyebrow at the unfamiliar voice mixed in with the familiar cheer of her classmates, Toga lowered her head from her cloud porno, to watch a student in a strange school uniform and a stupid hat, confront her class. He seemed strong, for a normal person anyway, but he seemed mostly interested in Todoroki, which meant she was not.

Just as she was about to return to her fun, another class made their entrance, the godlike schoolgirl wondering if they had planned this with how fortunate their timing was. One of the students from the third school, who bore a striking resemblance to U.A.'s resident bone breaker(only without the insane cuteness), approached the group, his friendliness belying the veiled antagonism in his words. She especially didn't like the way he was staring at her Izu-kun, her eyes darkening as she directed a fierce glare at him for daring to threaten her beloved little freckle boy.

"Ok everyone you have now seen what you are up against." Returning to Izuku's side, Toga possessively clutching onto his arm, she joined her classmates as they made their way into the stadium to begin the exam.


Izuku did his best to listen to the instructions that Mera from the Hero Public Safety Commission was giving to the assembled group of 1540 hero course students, but a familiar weight on his shoulders was distracting him. It was the very literal weight of Himiko Toga, the blonde schoolgirl currently draping herself on his back, her arms lazily wrapped around his neck as she yawned loudly, her fangs on full display.

He was getting used to Toga's more physical affection, but feeling a pair of breasts pressing into his back still caused him to freeze up like it was his first time talking to a girl. Toga sensually licking his ear every couple minutes didn't help matters in the slightest.

As soon as Mera finished his instructions, his subordinates handing out the sensors with a set of balls for each student, the giant room they were in began to shake. Izuku would normally have been shocked to see such a fantastical sight as a giant room merely being used to conceal an even bigger stadium, multiple forms of terrain and buildings having been built on its gigantic field, but his time with a living god had numbed him to such things.

Izuku attached the sensors carefully onto his uniform, feeling Toga do the same while still latched onto his back, choosing what he believed to be the most strategic locations. Gripping the tennis sized ball in his hand tightly, watching as Todoroki excused himself to handle the exam on his own, Izuku prepared himself for whatever was to come next.

The sound of rushing feet was the first thing he heard, a large amount of opposing students zeroing in on the class from U.A., poised to launch their attack on the huddled together Class 1-A. Right as they were about to throw their projectiles, Izuku could feel the weight on his back disappear, the blonde schoolgirl casually strolling passed the confused wielder of One for All. Toga stretched her arms high over her head, light cracks popping across her back, as she positioned herself in front of the rest of her classmates.

"Toga?"

Izuku, and the rest of Class 1-A, watched in confusion and worry as Toga stood defiantly before the oncoming wall of opponents, her body language exuding an eerie calmness. Giving Izuku a flirty wink, Toga turned back to face the stampede of students, rolling her right shoulder repeatedly to loosen it up. The students launched their projectiles in the direction of Toga and her classmates, the wall of oncoming balls on a collision course with the stationary blonde. Reeling her arm back, a mischievousness grin on her face, Toga prepared to launch her first attack.

"DETROIT!"

"What?!" Izuku's eyes widened in disbelief, feeling the familiar overwhelming power storing up in Toga's fist, his mind freaking out at what he was witnessing.

"SMMMMAAAAASSSSSHHHHHHHH!"

Punching the air in front of her, Toga launched a powerful gust of wind in the direction of the oncoming projectiles, halting their progress before scattering them harmlessly in every which direction. The stream of power traveled through the open field, knocking several students off their feet and some of the closer ones even being launched backward by the force of the wind. Lowering his arms, the class having to brace themselves from the overwhelming power Toga had produced, Izuku stared mouth agape at the psychotic schoolgirl in utter disbelief.

Lowering her arms back to her side, Toga slowly turned back to lock eyes with the stunned wielder of One For All, a devious smile on her lips.

A/N: Hey! They are like quirk twins!

Lot's of setup in this chapter, but the next one should get the action going. Toga clearly knows something she's not sharing, but how will that affect Izuku. We also get to see their reconciliation, Toga once again being reminded of why she loves Izuku so much.

Thank you to everyone who has read, reviewed, favorited, and followed my story. It means a lot to me and it makes me happy seeing so many people enjoying this crazy little story I have come up with.

I know times are stressful right now but as long as I'm still up and moving I'm going to keep making new chapters for you to enjoy and hopefully look forward to! Stay safe out there and have a nice day!