Hey, guys! Sora and BD here with another installment of 'Emerald Rabbit's Warren.' In this chapter, Denki and Minoru plan to meet with Ren concerning the tempered Dust. Izuku discusses his relationship with Blake to Ochako. Ojiro meets Tooru at the mall and has met an unlikely friend. Endeavor and Eraserhead express concerns regarding their meeting with the Professor. Misadventures, mishaps, and hijinks continue. Enjoy!

Ear Blister! (Part II) (Izuku x Kyouka/ Emerald Beats)

A few hours earlier….

Denki pulled the lever for the bus to stop. Upon doing so, the bus braked, which made Denki jerk forward. Fortunately, holding onto the lever kept him from falling. It was met with slight murmurs and chuckles from a couple of teenagers. He had to ignore them, ogling and eye-raping him throughout the entire ride to Minoru's. He heard the comments - wanting to ride his breasts with their rod or take turns carving into his ass. They had to be in junior high school as the jeers were obviously juvenile and lackluster. At least if they were going to pretend that they weren't virgins, at least let it sound convincing. Hearing this really gained perspective from the fairer sex, including the comments he shared with Minoru and friends.

Before heading to one of Ren's many hideaways, he stopped at the pharmacy to purchase feminine products - hygiene, cosmetics, and even a pregnancy test. With the latter, the freedom to peruse the residence but no further than the mailbox would probably create boredom for the graphead dwarf. And with Ren allocating funds to him, lecherous thoughts of call girls and rent boys could occur. Denki knew Minoru - curious and explorative. If the thoughts of fulfilling his lesbian fantasy couldn't suffice, then what was to stop him to fill his insatiable mind by having sex with a man?

When the bus came to a complete stop, he grabbed his backpack and shopping bags filled with feminine products and stepped out of the bus. He was feeling flustered and sweaty. He was grateful that the cool weather soothed his opened pores. As much as he wanted to wipe away the sweat, his hands were full at the moment. There was a long walk ahead of him, the bus could only take him so far. The house was located in a beaten path off a side street from the main highway. It was about an hour out of Musutafu and he had to take two trains before arriving at the bus station in the sticks. It was by the grace of God that the snow let up. Shinsou was kind enough to give him snow boots for women as his shoe size surprisingly decreased. Everyday since the transformation, he was slowly transforming into the mind, body, and spirit of a woman. If there was any consolation, his dreams have been filled with lustful thoughts of women including Kyouka, Melissa, Kayama-sensei, and even Ann, just to name a few. It was safe to say that if it was permanent, then he would most likely be taking a ride down to Yuri Town.

After an additional twenty minutes of walking through the snow, he finally made it to his destination. It was a tiny bungalow that was crafted with a fusion of western and Showa architecture. It had a covered driveway with an inoperable vehicle in its place. It was a single-story home with flaky white paint and covered vines. The grass stood as tall as him, welcoming him to an unknown certainty of snakes and spiders hidden within. It was fortunate that a footpath was made to prevent that, but he couldn't be too careful. Surprises seem to be the common theme with him and Minoru.

Making it to the door, he dropped his bags to the ground. Stretching his tired, yet relieved arms, he pressed the doorbell to alert his presence. To the side, an added feature was a security camera and a push-to-talk button so Minoru or anyone else could see in-and-out of the premises. A moment later, a crackling sound came from the speaker.

"Who goes there?" said the voice.

"'Who goes there?' What is this, the medieval times? It's me!"

"Me who?"

"It's me, as in Denki, dumbass!" Denki said flatly, deadpanned at his obviosity. "Open up the door. I am baking like Satan over here." "These have to be those so-called hot flashes that Hitoshi was telling me about. It's cold outside but I feel like I am in a sauna or in a desert."

"How do I know that this is you, Denki?" Minoru asked in a stern voice. "You could be a clone! In this day and age, everything is sus!"

"I am about to bash this door in and give you something to be more shocked about than those vibrators Yanagi's cousin purchased for you!" Denki heavy-handedly knocked on the door.

"Okay, okay," retorted Minoru. "No need to be sensitive and rude. However, if you are who you say you are, then I need you to show me your chest."

"And why is that?"

"I know you have a lightning-shaped birthmark below your left nipple," answered Minoru. "That's the only way I will let you in."

The electric blond already knew Minoru's game. Since they have become women, he had made it a top priority to have a lesbian encounter with Denki. An opportunity such as this was something the dwarf couldn't miss. And even if Denki wanted to take this opportunity of having kinky fun with the fairer sex, Minoru would still be the last one to sleep with even if his apparence is way, way, more appealing now. The electric blond had standards and Minoru didn't look attractive to him. It was safe to say that La Brava wouldn't be his type either.

"Minoru Mineta, I am about to throw these products in the damn pond and leave you smelling like an all-you-can-eat seafood buffet." Denki demanded the dwarf. "Now open this door!"

"Alright, alright! Damn! Can't say I want to have a little fun," replied Minoru apologetically. "But seriously, I do need to see your chest in case you could be Toga or something. No sus though!"

Denki groaned at his request, making a mental note to hit him at some point. He lifted his school uniform shirt as well as his bra and showcased his nearly D-cup breasts to the dwarf. He even lifted his left breast to show the location of his birthmark. "Happy?! Satisfied?!"

"Much happier, thank you. Now jiggle them a little!"

"Fuck you, Minoru! Let me in!"

The buzzer sound blared, followed by the sound of unlocked doors. Denki turned the knob and entered the residence. Surprisingly enough and a huge contrast to the outside, the inside of the home was quite modernized. Ren's hideout looked more of an office than a home. There were multitudes of whiteboards surrounding the living room. One would think that this was Ren's personal office space and he was privileged to use it.

Denki smelled a fresh fragrance. "Do I smell potpourri?" The electric blond wasn't exaggerating about the scent of Minoru a few days earlier. Minoru was advantageous about being alone in one of Yanagi's cousin's many quarters. "Surprised I don't smell fresh squid and chestnuts, hearing the sound of hentai blaring…" He paused, stamping the floor. "And not stepping on anything sticky."

"Firstly, screw you, Kaminari!"

"We have clearly established that isn't happening, Shortstop!"

"Can it, Quickshot!" Minoru raised his hand. "We're not going there, let me stop." He turned around and walked to the couch. "Drop the stuff off there. Do you have the things Hitoshi gave me in a lecture on that stick I'm supposed to insert in my Pepe LePew?"

"Gross and they are called tampons and no I didn't get that." Denki placed the bags on the couch. Finding a space, the feminized boy took a seat. "I know we're girls but not so sure if we function like one." He was lying to himself.

"Save it! Shinsou told me you got me a pregnancy test in case I did the nasty." Minoru placed his hands on hip. 'You gotta trust me, man! Plus, I prefer kitty over salmon! Now if I am desperate…."

"You made your point." Denki reached into the bag and threw a tiny bag to Minoru, catching it in the process. "You can't use regular soap to clean your vagina apparently."

"That explains the scratching and itching…or was it rug burn from dildo I got last week?"

"Mother of God!" Denki was deadpanned.

"Sorry, sorry," replied Minoru. "Thanks! Seriously, I'm thankful."

He nodded, slouching slightly on the couch. He wasn't sure how much longer he could hide his appearance. He had sworn since this morning, his hips had widened, his breasts had become more busty, his hair was regrowing and during gym class when he was in the locker room drying between his legs with a towel, he became sexually aroused and got wet, which was not helped when feeling… a little funny at times when thinking of Yaoyorozu, Jirou, and Ashido, female hormones seemed to be at play here. "I'm thankful that Ren has two bedrooms because you're probably looking at a roommate soon enough."

The dwarf was gnawing on the bag to open when he heard Denki speak. "Wait! You mean…"

"Your third leg is back!"

"Yipee!" The dwarf ran and jumped onto Denki's lap. The electric blond managed to catch him. "I am so happy that we're reunited once again." Minoru rubbed his cheeks against Denki's cheeks. "Reunited and it feels so good~." The dwarf said melodically.

"You're about to be reunited with Jesus if you don't get your hand off my ass," responded the electric blond blunty.

"Okay, okay! Sorry! But you have to admit, Kaminari. You're sexy as hell," said Minoru as he made catcalling sounds as he got from his best friend's lap. "C'mon, dude! This is high school. It's about time we experiment."

Denki shut his eyes. It was not getting through the pervert about his refusal in engaging in sex. He was rubbing his temple to relieve a slight headache while the dwarf rummaged through the women's product-filled bags.

"So, you have a good excuse for being absent from school, right?" Minoru asked his friend.

Denki nodded. "Same as you. Futaba hacked the system and stated it was a family emergency." He crossed his arms. "I don't recall the details but it will buy me three weeks!"

"What about homework?"

"Correspondence through email. Our professors would give me assignments and I would complete them as usual. Simple as that!"

"Wow, talk about being screwed. I have to mail mine out."

"That's because they don't want to open a virus-filled email."

"One time, Kaminari!" He pointed at this disconcerted teen. "And for the record, I forgot to erase the Tiny Evil files. It was an honest mistake, man!"

"Right~!" The electric blond rolled his eyes. Upon further discovery of the home, he did notice the smell of bleach and other cleaning products. The kitchen and the dining room were swept and organized. "Minoru, unless you got a robotic sex maid or you lost internet, why is the house clean?"

"Shinsou came through earlier."

He raised an eyebrow. "Really? Surprised she didn't tell me."

Minoru delivered a cheeky grin. "Why? Jealous? Jealous that she didn't want to talk with a boy and decided that she wanted to get with a real n…"

"Dude, whatever!" Denki scoffed under his breath. "That wasn't what I was aiming for. And besides, even if she did give you some, I know there was a confidentiality agreement made."

"Haha!" Minoru replied sarcastically. "Shinsou came by and dropped off some more clothes that fit my size. She even did the same for you." He pointed at the duffle bag on the kitchen table. "She said if we're gonna be this way for a while, we might as well adjust."

"That's sweet of her. I need to call her and thank her appropriately," replied Denki, feeling grateful that the purple-haired hustler was considerate in thinking of them. "So, why the clean house?"

"She was bored and wanted some time to kill. Plus, I think she got tired of hearing my hentai playing in the background." Minoru reached into his pocket and showed Denki a few twenty-dollar bills. "Being a pervert finally pays." He then noticed Denki's softer facial expression. "Surprised that you care. Didn't you once say that she was only a hustler to you?"

"Yeah…I did," he replied, scratching his head. "It wasn't until we got to know her better last week. I've never seen that side of her before when she was around Ren. Not gonna lie, it was kinda cute."

"Oh, no! Don't tell me that you like her?" Minoru looked skyward to the ceiling. "Didn't that Batman-Robin meme teach you anything? We don't love these…"

"To hell with that," interjected the electric blond. He groaned momentarily. "I was saying…I was saying…."

"Saying what, dude?"

"Never mind!"

Minoru took steady breaths. "Listen, Kaminari. Sorry that I've been teasing you and playing a little too much. It's just weird to see this side of you. Normally, you're on board with our usual perverted antics and lately it is like you've been off." He looked at him with curiosity. "Wait a minute? Do…do…do you actually like Shinsou?"

"Shinsou?" Denki blew a raspberry as he laughed. "Are you kidding me?! I made one comment about her being cute and suddenly, you ship us?"

The dwarf was taken aback. "It would make sense. I see how you two interact with each other recently. She did kiss you on the lips and whenever we ride together, you're always beside her."

"Minoru, it was only a friendship kiss. It doesn't count! It doesn't count. She was only cheering up a guy who was down on his luck," replied Denki tensely. "Besides, she let you ride in the front on the way home that one time."

"After I forced myself. If anything, she expects you to sit next to her."

"She is a hustler, that's part of the occupation to get what she wants." He shrugged his shoulders. "Also, with her kissing me, she probably does the same thing to her clients. Gotta do something to excite them."

"Shinsou doesn't kiss her clients," replied Minoru. "She told me that first hand today when we spoke earlier. Also, even if I wanted to have sex with Shinsou, in which I would really love to, she is quite expensive."

"Describe expensive."

"Twice the price we gave her for the Dust."

"Wow! We're in the wrong business."

"No, we're not," retorted Minoru. "Not associating with the right people." He scratched under his breast. "But you're right with how she was around Ren last time. Yet again, I think that would be anybody after their first time…with someone you love, I mean."

"Yeah…I could definitely tell from her demeanor that day," said Denki as he stared at the clothes for him on the kitchen table. "You can say that I have had a change of heart since spending some time with her. She isn't a bad girl…not at all." He stopped shuffling the bag. "I never seen her that vulnerable before. When I said it was cute, it was in a sweet way. It showed me that she had feelings and she isn't always looking at us boys as dollar signs."

"We all have vices, Denki. We fill those voids in order to be fulfilled." He pointed to himself. "Look at me, the biggest pervert on this side of Japan. Do I think I am not aware of my actions? I steal girls' panties, jerk off to copious amounts of pornography without reprieve, and not once can I get a girl's approval without being a restraining order. I often don't know why I do the things I do. Maybe I hope out of the one hundred no's, I can get a yes. Can I stop? Do I wanna stop? Or, do I hope there is a girl that is twice as freaky as me that can understand me?"

"Minoru."

"Doubling back to Shinsou, the time spent with her was actually interesting," responded Minoru. "It felt good talking to a friend, let alone a girl without having them being repulsed by me." He produced a slight smile. "It was quite nice. We cleaned the house and straightened some other things. That alone tells me that within we can be messy, but if we take time to organize, think, and straighten out things, we can all look new again." He looked at his best friend. "I am what I am and what I am not, I will never be. She showed me that and people still respect her. Therefore, I can still be me and get that same respect. 'If everyone had love for you, then you're doing something wrong!' Wise words from her."

"Wow!" The electric blond was taken aback. "Wow! Ok!" He looked skyward momentarily before turning back to Minoru. "I do have one thing to say…she actually doesn't kiss her clients?"

Minoru blurted out laughing. "You couldn't resist, could you?! I knew you liked her." He shook his head, showing a mischievous smile. "Punk chicks and goth chicks are more of your thing anyway, dude. I don't get what you see in Futaba."

"Pfff! Futaba and I are just friends, man," retorted Denki. "We're video game buddies and Snapchat friends. Nerd girls aren't really my thing."

He stared at Denki momentarily. "Liar!" He pointed at him. "Exceptions are a commonality these days. You may not like nerd chicks, but I know you want a taste of her lasagna, you electric steed you!"

"Minoru please," retorted the teen. "Since Kyouka, I am focusing on myself. You know I don't rebound."

"Whatever! Just saying, if you aren't into Futaba, can I have her? I think I have a shot."

"Oi! Red is yours!" Denki smirked to himself. Suddenly, he received a notification text from his cell phone. He saw that it was from Ren's personal line. He read the text for a few moments before turning to Minoru. "Hey, bud! That was Ren. He needs us. Now!"

"Did he say what he wanted?"

"It came from his personal line. This must be serious."

"Oh!"

"Then it must be time." Denki nodded to himself. "In the text he did say dress formally, and he said Hitoshi left gear for us to wear. He said that Takamaki is going to pick us up. So, be on your best behavior for her. His words, not mine!"

"Hai!" The dwarf responded flatly.

After speaking with Amamiya, the boys understood that he would only use his business phone relating to issues unrelated to what they discussed at Cafe LeBlanc. Over the last few days, Amamiya often checked on the duo's well-being, seeing if they were holding up okay since the transformation. Amamiya made sure to provide a variety of options for Minoru to entertain himself, but he wasn't allowed to leave the residence without his permission. The impression he wanted to give UA that Minoru was taking a leave of absence and knowing the teen's proclivities, he wasn't going to take anything to chance.

Ren's personal line was for emergencies only in case of any trouble coming from the residence or monitoring radio chatter concerning Dust and Moondust trafficking. Denki learned earlier in the week through Shinsou that there hasn't been any word of the items coming to Musutafu. Thanks to Mei's return to the Support Department, she was able to collect some Dust samples without incident and took them to Ren's headquarters. Kaminari concluded that this phone call only meant that they were able to gather data concerning the Dust samples and hopefully some resolution can take place that can revert them to their male form.

Minoru went to the kitchen counter where he had his gear and found the outfit Hitoshi got for him. His mouth was agape at how professionally stunning it looked - an open-front jacket and black slacks with a red blouse and black tie. "Jesus, the hustler spared no expense."

"Agreed!" Denki pulled out his outfit - an all black jong jacket business suit with a matching purse.

The dwarf whistled. "Kate Spade? Johnston & Murphy?" The teen took hold of Denki's outfit. "Who's pussy did you lick to get this fine outfit?" He gave the electric blond an awkward look. "Please! I want to believe you but you and Hitoshi didn't…"

"No sex, no sloppy-toppies, no dry humps, no handjobs, no irrumatios, no paizuris, non-penetrative sex of any kind," responded Denki defensively. "We've not masturbated in front of each other, no cam-videos, no sexting, no phone sex - nothing that will deter your pea-sized brain, okay?"

"Are you sure that if you guys…."

"Haven't sent each other our underwear, or any article of clothing casting our scents." He folded his arms. "Am I around the ballpark?"

The dwarf sighed heavily, showing a sign of relief. "Home run, matter of factly! Sorry, man! Still sucks being in last place sometimes."

"Dude, unless you are an eunuch, you're still in the lead." The blond took hold of Minoru and kissed him on the lips, even giving him a little tongue. Minoru stood motionlessly silent as his best friend enveloped his lips with his. After a few moments, the duo broke the kiss.

"Wow!" Minoru's face looked like a beet red tomato.

"Remember that there is someone who wishes they could be in your position. " Denki wiped his lips with his arm. "And if you tell anyone that we did this, then maybe Ashido and I…" A dark aura appeared around the electric blond.

"No, no! Your secret is safe." Minoru licked his lips happily. "My first kiss! My first kiss!" He spun around excitedly. "And it was with a girl…my first lesbian kiss!" He balled his fist, feeling giddy and eagerly anticipating anything further than this; which he knew wasn't going to happen.

"Technically a guy but who am I to destroy his happiness? The things I do for friendship." "C'mon, let's get this stuff on. You know how Yanagi's cousin gets when he is on a timeline."

"Got it, man!" Minoru rushed to the counter to get his gear ready.

Denki prepared to get dressed while taking off his clothes. He hoped whenever they and Amamiya met, that he had discovered a cure to revert them back to men. While also thinking of that, his thoughts were on Hitoshi. "Me and Hitoshi, me liking her? Dude, no way! She's a friend and nothing more. I'm probably the last guy she is thinking about and besides, I am just a spaz to her. Futaba and I have been tight lately but she is also a friend. An adorable, dorky, yet weird and playful friend. Damn you, Kyouka! Could have made things simpler but once again made my life difficult? Who knew evil girls had the prettiest face."


"A..A..A-are you really threatened by Blake?" Izuku's voice came out shaky as if having to force the words out of his throat, but his expression was fairly calm, his eyes fixated on Ochako.

Ochako's blood froze and her face nearly lost all of its color when hearing his question. "He knows…" It was all she could think about and how wouldn't he? Izuku's sense of hearing can be compared with Kyouka's, he would just need to be in the near vicinity to hear enough of the verbal confrontation she had with his mother and aunt to put the pieces together. Izuku now knows what she's been hiding from him and she won't be able to talk her way out of this.

Izuku didn't look angry at her, but certainly he was disappointed in her and hurt for violating his privacy and trust, and meddling in something she should have no right getting in, especially in something it's clearly painful for him to talk about…

The round-faced brunette's brown eyes moved away from Izuku's emerald-colored eyes, her fist closed up tightly in her lap until her knuckles turned white. She bit her lower lip as she struggled to come up with something, anything, to reply with and Izuku just sat beside her waiting quietly.

After some long and painfully unbearable seconds of silence that seemed eternal, Ochako was finally able to work out the words and courage to look back at her boyfriend in the eye and admit the truth. "Izuku… I-" However, she was cut off by said emerald teen.

"Wait…" He raised his hand up. "Not here, let's go somewhere else. I don't want other people to hear this and butt in." He stood up, his expression remaining calm and collected.

It didn't need to be said who Izuku meant. All Ochako did was nodded silently in response and stood up, all while not making eye contact with him. His usual gentle and caring gaze felt now heavy upon her when meeting it with her own gaze.

For such an important and highly intimate and personal talk Izuku was about to have with his girlfriend, he thought it best to be somewhere more quiet. The boy walked a step ahead of his girlfriend to look for a place remote enough to carry on with the conversation. No one talked the whole way, the silence felt oppressive and the tension was nearly unbearably palpable between the couple, especially for the gravity girl as apprehension was eating her up from the inside. The only sound both of them heard was that of people going about their day as if without a care in the world, their footsteps and the sounds of Izuku typing on his phone, texting to his mother as an excuse so both of them could be away from her and Kali.

Ochako had no way of knowing what Izuku was thinking about all of this, about her, about their relationship, about whatever he had with Belladonna and that was only making this even worse for her. She probably warranted this, even if what she did was for Izuku's sake as well as that of their relationship, she still did bad things, she convinced herself that it was for a good cause and where did that lead her…?

"Maybe Mrs. Belladonna was right… Maybe I could be spared all this trouble if I just talked about it straight and honestly with Izuku, no matter how hard it was on both of us, especially on him." Ochako thought to herself, feeling ashamed of herself.

The worst part was that Kali and Inko's words bit her so much because they were right, she was jealous of Blake, envious of the connection she has or at least had with Izuku, felt insecure upon such beauty of a girl, she didn't want to lose the relationship that took so much to come to be and thus she was possessive and controlling, even if that wasn't the intent. Yes, both women most certainly don't understand the full situation, but the point still stands true, no matter how much Ochako may try to convince herself that it was to protect Izuku from something that clearly harmed him deeply.

The couple walked until stumbling upon an area of the mall that was under construction, obviously an expansion, people nearly didn't pass through here and there were no workers around at the moment so this was as good a spot as any to talk uninterrupted.

Izuku came to a stop and so did Ochako. The girl swallowed at nothing as the male Faunus turned around to face her, his expression still calm, unreadable.

"You must have many questions now, of who Blake is, how do I know her and what happened between us. So much to explain and I feel that this was bound to happen eventually, I just didn't think that it would be soon.'' Izuku started briefly looking to the side before looking Ochako in the eye again. "So, this is the story: Blake and I were childhood friends." Izuku leaned against the wall where a tarp was located. He had told him to be careful without disturbing the materials. "My parents met her parents while they were vacationing here in Japan from Remnant, their honeymoon to be exact. You can say my father's pragmatism with golfing and competition and my mother's friendly bantering over couponing and child-rearing bridged them together." He let out a nervous chuckle. "The vacation lasted a few days, which in turn created many years of memories between us Midoriyas and the Belladonnas. Our families were bound together from that first moment, and it lasted to this day"

Ochako remained silent as she listened, hesitant over what she wanted to say. Be that as it may, holding back was futile. "How did Blake enter the picture?"

"I was going through a rough time following my discovery of being quirkless. It didn't help that Kacchan, at the time, became a bully and got some of his friends to beat me up after trying to defend a kid from them. Mom caught wind of this and it worried her." He kicked into the air. "Friends? There weren't many, if any at all. Back then was when Kacchan came up with the nickname 'Deku' and it stuck, it was pretty accurate, in all honesty. I mean, who wants to hang out with the quirkless kid, am I right? " Another nervous chuckle was emitted from his lips with a clear tinge of self-deprecation. "One day, Mom and Auntie Kali were talking on the phone. As usual, children were the subject and specifically I was on tab. It was Auntie's idea, going to Remnant. Just like me, she had a daughter who had a hard time making friends. It wasn't until I got there when I found out why it was difficult for her to make friends.

Blake and I are a year apart. Well, a year and six months older than me. Back then I was five and she was six, a little taller than me too. She loved to remind me of that ever so often while using that as an excuse to be the one to decide which games to play and the like. I can never forget our first meeting. We were arriving in Menagerie, in Kuo Kuanna. To compare it in Earthly standards, think of Hawaii or the Southern Islands. It was Uncle Ghira that picked up my mother and me. Auntie Kali stayed behind to get Blake ready, I presume. Looking back, I think she had to give her a pep talk." He let out a tiny laugh.

"Quirkless? What do you mean?" While everything was important, that part was the one that stood out the most to her. It didn't make sense to her, she and everyone else saw that he clearly has a Quirk just like any other student in their class.

"Call me a late bloomer, Ochako. Let's say it took a bit longer than the usual kids who normally have their quirks." Izuku fixed his lips, noticing its chapness. It was not the best moment to drop that truth bomb on her or his warren, his past with Blake was far more important. The truth about OFA will have to be for another time. "Anyway, Uncle took us to their home. Reminds me of a vacation home by the sea. Ghira didn't stay too long but made sure that Auntie Kali would keep us in good hands."

"So…Blake?"

"From the first day we met, she was rough around the edges. Remember when I said why she had a hard time making friends?"

"Yeah?"

"Why do you have ears like a kitty-cat?"

"You baka!"

"I basically called her a kitty cat without knowing that she really dislikes being called like that." The teen said softly, as if he was making a confession. "In my defense, I didn't know girls like that even existed back then, let alone those ears were real. Anyway, she didn't take it very well and the girl aimed for my shin, giving me a charley horse of a lifetime! Man was she so upset at me…"

Ochako looked at him dumbfounded for a few seconds before taking a deep breath and ran her fingers through her hair, unsure it was out of habit or a nervous twitch. "Quite the introduction."

"Unforgettable!" The emerald rabbit concurred with her. He squatted down and rolled his right pants leg. Ochako observed as the teen rolled the pant leg to his quad. "I have never told anyone this but see this scar? She is the reason 'long-lasting impressions' have a new meaning to me." He showed a tiny blemish on his skin before he rolled the pant leg down. "From that day on, that girl tried everything in her whits to make my time there a living nightmare."

"Auntie put up with that?" Ochako bit into her lip. She knew it would be for naught, but still felt some kind of retribution would be set.

"Auntie scolded her and typical mothers, saying it was wrong to fight back a girl," replied Izuku. "That old 'tried and true' response to gender inequality at its finest." He chuckled once more. "Mom told me to give her a chance. Auntie told me she was shy, that she has her own way of expressing herself and to give her a chance." He rubbed the sole of his shoe. "They were right. It didn't take long for Blake to come out of her shell. And when she did…boy, a living nightmare!"

"C'mon Izuku, don't be a scaredy cat!"

"I-I'm not!"

"Say that to your jelly legs."

"W-well… You're a neko so you should be scared too!"

"For the umptenth time, you baka, I'm a Faunus! Now c'mon!"

"W-wait-!"

"Don't get it confused, Ochako! I called her a nightmare because she always bullied me and teased me without a moment's rest. She would play tricks on me like putting my hands in a bowl of water in my sleep or I would wake up with my feet and hands bound to the bed from her ribbons. She would pick and poke and take jabs at my shin during dinner time. Heck, one time she pulled my pants down in front of the kids at the water park during summer camp, underwear included." Izuku looked skyward. Reminiscing about the past didn't sound bad as it did a few years ago.

"Despite how she was to me, she was also fun to be around with. She was adventurous, advantageous, tenacious, anything to show she wasn't afraid to protect who she cared about. Even when some of the neighborhood kids would poke fun at me just because I was a human, she would stand guard and cover me. 'You leave him alone. Icchan is my ball and chain! Back off!'"

That caused Ochako to chuckle. A natural response, she thought to herself. "She was basically Katsuki by the sounds of it."

"Pfff!" He hit his chest. "Blakey was love taps. Yes, she might have been a bit of a trouble-seeking rascal, but deep down she had a heart of gold, she just never got around to be very sociable with kids of her age." "And from what I gather, even now she can't spend too much time without somehow getting herself in some sort of trouble. Just like me, I guess." He thought to himself.

"Being the daughter of the Chieftain as well as a former leader of the White Fang can make it hard for a kid to be treated normal amongst other people, between that, her dad been busy most of the time and often getting into arguments with her mom made her feel lonely and somewhat isolated, which wasn't helped by the way she coped with it by putting on a tough exterior so other kids wouldn't mess with her, girls especially. So besides me, she almost didn't have any friends, we had that in common and we both needed a real friend. At first it was hard for us to get along. Those first days I thought she hated me and didn't want me around, but I didn't realize that it was just her expressing herself in the wrong way towards me. But I was just a child with no way of knowing what an older girl was thinking about me besides her attitude and actions. Things did change that one time in the wo-" He felt a sting in his chest. A strong lump clogged his throat.

"What's the matter, baby?" Ochako asked concerningly.

"Nothing," he responded. "Allergies from the dust and stuff. Follicles anywhere." He couldn't tell Ochako. He couldn't tell her that one crucial secret he has about the very thing that solidified the warren in the first place, the Claiming Mark on his neck, Blake's Claiming Mark! Lately, he had purchased concealer to hide his scar on his neck. He just didn't have the heart to tell her that Blake had claimed him first, that would be too much for both him and Ochako, even if it might not mean anything, it feels like it does. He sighed heavily. "As time grew, so did our friendship." He nodded to himself. "The more we spent our vacations together, the more we opened up. She was an open book, never was afraid to tell me her dreams. We became cool. Mom and Auntie raised us like siblings. She was my Blakey and I was her Icchan." A nostalgic smile appeared on Izuku's face as he put a hand on his chest. "Did you know our parents would often combine our last names together? Belladonna-Midoriya?"

"Why?"

"Our last names have four syllables. Our first and last letters both had a consonant and a vowel. Also, with our first names, it had five letters! But, there was a stronger meaning that I think brought our families closer together." He took a breath. "Combined, it means a fair lady in a green valley."

"Oh…o-okay!"

"Look!" He ran his fingers through his hair before squatting to the ground. "I didn't bring you here to travel down memory lane." He stared at her legs, trailing them to her line of sight. He took a deep breath before saying. "You knew of her since the day after our first night. You heard me, didn't you?" It was pretty obvious for him, he hoped it wasn't the case, but the fact of the matter is that she must have heard him that morning.

Ochako's face turned down as she silently nodded, confirming Izuku's statement.

"I can understand where you're coming from, Ochako, but you don't have to hide anything from me! If we are boyfriend and girlfriend, then we need to have that trust." He crossed his arms. "I know I can be dense, gullible, and naive but I am not a fool. Why didn't you tell me you have been feeling this way about her?"

"..." She couldn't answer. There it was, the million-dollar question.

"You're cute when you lie, you know that?" he responded. "It's God blessing to have the analytical ability and emotional intelligence of life, to speak. You do know that I check my billing account as well as backtrack my files on my call and message logs."

"Y-you did?"

"I am not mad, but you must admit I am hurt," he said. "No matter what, I do care for you. But I can't stand liars! This rivalry, no, this non-existent rivalry between you and Blake? Not gonna happen. Blake is the past, an apparition of yesteryear, she was a precious friend to me, but we both ended up going our separate ways. She isn't the same Blake I knew all those years ago. Heck, I don't even have a clue what she looks like today and in all honesty, I don't feel like wanting to find out." He blew through his nose. "My auntie, uncle, Blake - that is my business! I don't need anyone interfering with that. Whatever feeling you have of her, drop it! You and the rest of the girls. If the walls have eyes for what I have heard. But, I am gonna pretend you guys were extinguishing your frustration, okay? And If you're worried about my 'charm' with women, don't. This warren is not just about me caring about all of you, it is to keep my pheromones in check, so no need to get yourself worked up over something that's not gonna happen."

Izuku stood up "Look, I forgive you, Ochako. However, If any of you have any sort of concern about me, tell me instead of pulling crazy stunts behind my back, and please be honest with me, okay? That's all I ask of you if we want to make this work." He put a hand on her shoulder. "I don't know what you guys are thinking of doing when Blake and other Beacon students get here but I can take a wild guess. Leave them alone! No Yandere shenanigans of any kind! When she gets here, let me straighten things out with her. You didn't grow up with her. You know nothing about Blake except her appearance. You probably don't know what she sounds like. I know you guys were looking out for me but not without an ulterior motive to have your own satisfaction." He gripped her shoulder tenderly. "You are my treasures. But this is my struggle, it is me who has an unresolved business with Blake, so let me deal with her when she comes, okay?" He said calmly and understandably. "And If I find out if any are up to something shady, no Deku time for a whole month!" He said sternly. He trusts his girlfriends, but it never hurts to have insurance!

Ochako flinched fearfully. "N-now, sweetie! There's no need to get to that, we'll all behave, promise!" She stammered nervously as she waved her hands in denial. A whole month without Izuku? That's a million times worse than any punishment imparted by Midnight and Mount Lady, and those were hell on earth!

"Good, I'll take your word for it. Judging by the change of tone, I think you have a complete understanding of my demeanor." Izuku tried his best to remain serious but he couldn't hide his smile. He pulled back, brushing his hand down her arm. He placed his hands in his pockets and heard the sound of his stomach gumble.

"That sounds like my man needs lunch," she said to him, giggling.

"I should be upset at you," he responded with a small pout. "Very upset at you!"

She swayed her hips in a back and forth motion. "You know you can't stay mad at me, Bun Bun" She winked at him. "I'm your little teapot!"

"Hmmm. You're lucky I'm such a nice guy and that your cute face is one of my weaknesses." The boy grinned sheepishly.

Ochako giggled again and gave her boyfriend a peck in the lips. "I'm a lucky girl indeed." She said cheerfully. Izuku's face reddened as he glanced to the side with a bashful smile. "Still though, sorry about all of that, I promise I won't do that again, or at least try." She apologized.

"I told you, princess, I forgive you, but still thanks." Izuku smiled appreciably. His stomach rumbled again. "Eh hehe, I guess it's a good time to grab lunch." He grinned sheepishly as he rubbed his belly.

Ochako nodded in agreement. "I would treat you… if I had money on me…" She rubbed her cheek with an embarrassed blush. She doesn't get much allowance from her parents so she saves a little she's given for something really important.

"It's cool, really." Izuku shook his head unconcernedly. "If anything, I feel like I should compensate you for the bad time you just got back there, I'll have a serious talk with Mom and Auntie later. If something like that happens again, tell me right away."

"You don't have to, Izuku. I wouldn't want you to get in trouble with them for me."

"Of course I have! Sure they had a point and they were looking out for me, but it was still rude of them to meddle in my business, I love them and I know they want the best for me, but I don't appreciate them butting in my relationships. You need to know when to draw the line with your family, especially for making my little teapot feel bad." Izuku said firmly. It would be a hard conversation he would have with his mother and aunt, but he must make a stand.

"Aww, my love… Sometimes I think you're too good for me, you know?" Ochako smiled and her cheeks turned red.

"Nonsense, I'm just doing my best to make you and the other girls happy." He smiled earnestly.

"Oh, so you would do the exact same thing for anyone in the warren?" The gravity girl smiled teasingly.

"Of course I would, anything for my women!" He smiled confidently. "But don't worry, you're my No.1" Izuke whispered at her before winking. Ochako cooed happily, giving him a peek at the check. "Now let's go for lunch." He declared with a hearty chuckle.

Ochako nodded happily before latching onto his arm. The couple then walked toward the food court.

"Hey, Ochako?"

"Yeah?"

"I need to ask, is there anything else you and the others are hiding from me? Anything relating to me and other girls I mean." Izuku asked. "I meant what I said back there, if there's something that's worrying you girls, just tell me. You know I won't get angry or judge."

"Hmmm… Not that I can think of, right now." She lied as naturally as she could. She knows she shouldn't but Izuku would seriously be mad at all of them for having a computer program that would allow them to get info of anyone, anywhere at any time, including spying on him and collecting info from the Beacon girls. She hates lying to her beloved and hiding things from him, but if he were in her place he would do the same. One day he might tell her, but for now she will gamble with this risk. Izuku's safety is way more important for Ochako and the girls than getting grounded by him. .

"Okay, I believe you, babe." Izuku nodded in understanding.


"Kayama-sensei, I am at the mall as we speak." Mashirao was sitting in an Uber at the front entrance. He didn't have any money to take the bus and Kayama-sensei being a cheapskate didn't supply him with any funds. Can't give him any money to perform recon work but can have enough to sleep with obviously underaged boys and purchase beer. It was by chance that he had Yanagi's cousin's number that could help him with his transportation expenses. Of course it meant opening a line of credit but it didn't matter to Yanagi's cousin. The teen knew that Ojiro was a good kid and was good for it.

"I am not liking the sound of your tone," responded Kayama-sensei sternly. "Do we need a refresher from earlier this morning? Yuu doesn't mind a second round, especially when finding out that boy took a little extra without us knowing."

Upon returning to the residence, Ojiro was given no mercy when being pinned down by Mount Lady. Apparently after she and the rent boy had sex, the boy took a few extra dollars from her purse. Trying to call the rent boy yielded no results as the number was disconnected. Yuu was seething in anger and since the monkey boy was within her reach, she didn't mind using him as an example.

Ojiro didn't want to get into detail of his ordeal with Takeyama-senpai, but it did involve rope, an inversion table, a long-tailed feather, a whip, a blowtorch, and a change of pants and boxers.

"Forgive me, Kayama-san. I didn't realize I had a tone." He was lying through his teeth. The parlor games Yuu was playing and Nemuri stood there recording it on camera. Every so often when Yuu needed a reprieve, Nemuri came in her place and resumed his torture.

"I shouldn't have to explain myself again, do I? Your reputation depends on it, especially with your precious Hagakure," said Midnight. "By the way, how are you so sure that Hagakure is at the mall? You're not doing anything behind my back, are you?"

"Hagakure is a social media addict! She updates minute by minute on what she likes, shares, or comments," he told Kayama-sensei. Finding Hagakure wasn't as hard as he made it out to be. She pinpointed locations and updated her status as much as she could, for as long as she could. Even when he contemplated calling the invisible moe, the status on Facebook showed her, Jirou, and their senpai, Haya, at the mall. Knowing her, she was going to be there for the next several hours. Shopping and froyo were her subjects of interest.

"Be sure that you and Hagakure are somewhere in those photos to be sure since you say she is a social media fiend and all." Midnight replied sternly, alerting the monkey boy that her authority reigned supreme over him.

"Got it, Kayama-san!"

"Talk with Hagakure, collect intel, and that's all. Report back to my house and await further instructions." She clicked her lips. "And I think you know what I mean with the latter." She giggled insincerely. "Not gonna lie to you, Mashirao. Teasing you is kinda growing on me. I think I am developing…feelings for you!" She harked in laughter, especially with the latter end of the sentence. "Don't worry about spare undies. Yuu found some perfect briefs for you!"

Mashirao wasn't moved by the sarcasm. Barely into his upper adolescence and has already experienced sadomasochism before losing his virginity.

"Umm…yeah…I'll call you when this is done." Mashirao hung up the phone and laid it on his lap. "Well, this sucks…" Thought Mashirao about his current situation. "In debt to Kayama-sensei and Takeyama-senpai, I have to spy on my friends and I opened a line of credit with Yanagi's cousin. How lower can my life get…? Why God? What did I do to deserve this?! Is being a snitch such a grievous sin or did one of my past lives commit unspeakable atrocities for me to pay for them now?!"

The tailed teen took a few moments to take deep, calming breaths before thanking the driver and getting off the Uber. Upon doing so, Mashirao took a weary sigh, silently apologizing to the invisible moe and the others for what he was doing. And with that he walked into the mall.

After purchasing some antacids and bottled water from the gift shop, he was on the move to find Hagakure. Her last status update on Twitter located her at the Don Quixote department store. Knowing the cute moe, she was probably thrift shopping for t-shirts, bracelets, and sexy underwear. It wasn't that he had any idea if she did or didn't. He just knew that particular garment in his gym bag was a Don Quixote specific item. He shook his head to negate any lecherous thoughts. Hagakure was a woman that deserved the best and the last thing she needed to think of him was being a pervert. It was a shame that the tailed teen carried his feelings on his shoulders, meaning he cared what people thought of him. It was a horrible trait, he admitted, but being mild-mannered, humble, and timid could be seen as a flaw and advantageous in the wrong hands. An aspiring Pro Hero and dojo owner and defenselessly getting his butt kicked by Sero didn't reflect his goals.

Once again, the teen took the focus of himself and back to the subject at hand - Hagakure. He went into his Facebook app and saw her name popped up on the live feed. The green dot indicated that she was currently active. The blond took sullen breaths, knowing that he was preparing to use his friend for Midnight's sinister gains.

"Hagakure! What's up?" He leaned against the wall while composing the message. He took a sip of water to calm his tense nerves. He watched a few passerbys passing him, laughing and talking recreationally. He was beginning to take another sip before receiving a message.

"Ojiro-kun! Hey! Long time no talk!" Typical Hagakure, cute even as she wrote with her usual emojis.

"IKR! How are things?" Ojiro could feel the quads in legs twitching. His feet felt like he was going to take off. His mind wanted to cave in and implode itself into an oblivion.

"Good! Totes shopping! U?!"

"A lil bit! Actually, I am at the mall right now!"

Ojiro gripped his phone tightly. His heart wanted to leap out of his chest. If this would have been different, he would have been thrilled to have a conversation with her. Unfortunately, this wasn't a social call and he knew there weren't going to be any dates from her, for she liked Deku.

"No kidding! Where are u? At the open-air mall?"

"Yeah that's right!"

"Drop the "lo" and I can cum and meet cha!"

"No problem!"

"I hope u don't mind company. Gotta friend!"

"That's fine! I like friends!"

Ojiro gave her the location of his whereabouts. A few moments later, she replied. "Wait right there! Coming 4 ya!"

The deed was done, placing his phone back into his pocket as he slumped a little downward against the wall. The tailed teen shook his head in disgust. A perfect opportunity to be with Hagakure outside of school grounds, only to be ruined by his cuckolding benefactors. If he wasn't in the public eye, he would punch and scream and kick, anything to relieve this frustration. "My unrequited love is coming this way and I am using her…for nothing! What kind of game is that!? I don't think there is a book alive that can explain this." He gripped his fists, wanting nothing more than to whip his tail at Kayama-sensei and Takeyama-senpai. He loosened his fists, feeling defeated. Even if he tried to fight back against them, it would be futile. They would exact their revenge by lying to Hagakure, expel him from school, and to freely abuse him without reprieve. He heard what they said about the other 1-A girls, it was undying. In other words, holding grudges was everlasting to them. It was picking the lesser of two evils, it was either this terrible situation or an even worse hell.

"Yoo-hoo! Ojiro-kun!"

His wandering eye turned to the source of the noise. The invisible moe pranced to his direction. Wearing a cute purple t-shirt and a checkered shirt with a beret to match, she playfully hummed as she came his way. Swallowing his feelings and putting on a poker face, he produced a friendly smile. "Hagakure-chan! Hey!" He let out a nervous chuckle. There she was, hauntingly beautiful as always. It had always amazed him to like such beauty and didn't have a clue on what she actually looked like other than the shape of her figure. It reminded him of the tried and true notion that looks don't matter, just personality.

Before the tailed teen parted his mouth, Hagakure turned around. "Yuyu, don't be shy. What are you doing, hiding behind the support beam?" Mashirao also looked around to see the pinkette popped her head behind the support beam before hiding out of sight.

"Tooru-chan! I know I wanna be cute but…this is too much!"

Hagakure snapped her fingers. "Nonsense, girlfriend! Honestly, I think I find it a blessing that you did get doused by that tea. A silver lining was etched and stitched. Trust me, I know I made the right decision. You look so cute."

"I…I…I don't know."

Mashirao could hear the girl's hesitation and apprehension. "The feelings are surely mutual."

"How about this?" said Tooru suggestively. "Have Mashirao-kun here come and examine you. You don't mind me calling you by your first name, right?"

"No..no, not at all!" He smiled bashfully as a blush appeared on his cheeks.

"Good! I can vouch for Mashirao-kun. Sweet as the cherry on top!"

"Tooru, even with sweetness, there could be a hint of sour!" Mashirao thought to himself, still thinking about the ulterior motives inevitably unfolding. His thoughts dissipated when Tooru bumped her elbow against his shoulder. "Say something nice, Mashirao," she whispered to him. "The tomboy is a little self-conscious about her get up and she needs a gentle nudge."

"A gentle nudge?"

"C'mon," she said in a begging voice. "You're one of the sweetest people I know." She bumped his shoulder again softly. "Besides, complimenting a cute girl can increase some popularity points. You are currently in the red and she is quite a booster pack." She 'winked' at him.

"Well…" He nervously rubbed the back of his head.

"Please…for me!" she said again in a pleading tone. "Look, I am sorry about a couple of weeks ago. Sorry that I wasn't there to defend you when you were cornered against the wall. You could say that I wasn't in my right state of mind back then. And sorry for not really hanging out with you as much as before." She pressed her hand against his shoulder, causing the teen to blush. "Do this favor for me and I can treat you to a movie. Whatever you want, no strings attached!"

"Wow! Talk about a further descent into the friend zone. A mad banquet of darkness, my dear lass! A mad banquet!" He mustered the courage to step forward and walked a few inches to where Yuyu was hiding. "Hey…" He turned to Tooru.

"Haya-senpai! Call her Yuyu. She doesn't care," she told him.

"Hey Yuyu-senpai." He touched his chest. "Beauty is the eye of…" He paused. The last thing he wanted to present to her was a cliche. He took a breath. "Tooru-chan is the number one source of knowing style and beauty. She wouldn't dare put you in an uncomfortable position. Tooru, here, enjoys making things pretty. Not only on the outside but on the inside. She's living proof! She's invisible! And yet people see her as the prettiest thing they have ever seen." There was a sound of pride in his voice, as if he was making a declaration of his feelings. "Whether you're odd or goth or prissy and pampered or anything in between, Tooru believes in seeing things as beautiful." He nodded confidently. He then looked over to Tooru.

The invisible teen gave him the okay sign, concurring his feelings.

"I am the last, I mean the last to judge on appearance. If she thinks you're cute, then it must be true." Mashirao walked forward to the pillar where she was hiding. "Hi." He said with a pleasant smile.

The pinkette blushed when seeing the tailed teen. "Hi!"

Mashirao walked around the pillar to see Yuyu's 'embarrassing' outfit. It was practically the same outfit Tooru was sporting but in white.

"I look ridiculous, do I?" Yuyu asked, turning beet red due to the embarrassment.

"No!" Mashirao disagreed. "I am no stylist but you do know that you can't white after Labor Day." He turned and faced the invisible moe, giving her a wink.

"Ugh! That's what I told her," responded Yuyu. "Everyone knows that!"

"C'mon, Yuyu-senpai. White is a neutral color. It's a bit of work to mesh your pinkish skin with colors." She crossed her arms. "Not bad, Hagakure! Quite spiffy!"

"It is cute on you, just so you know," replied Mashirao. "I am Mashirao Ojiro by the way!" He bowed to her.

Yuyu returned his bow. "Yuyu Haya. Nice to meet you!"

"Same! Third year, I presume!"

"Yeah! First year?"

"Yeah!"

Both teens momentarily smiled at each other before Yuyu received a phone call. Yuyu bowed apologetically to Ojiro. "Excuse me and thanks!" She rushed away from the scene to answer the call.

Moments later, Hagakure approached him. "Thanks!" She gave him a side hug. "That is so sweet of you. I am quite amazed you were able to speak like that, very confident of you."

"It wasn't confidence." He raised his arms to show the sweat stains on his shirt. "Just adrenaline."

"Either way, thanks! So, are you still free to chat? There is a bookstore that has a fabulous cafe." She took him by the hand and pulled him to the destination. "If we hurry, we can maybe grab a booth."

"What about Haya-senpai?"

"She has my number. There is a cotton candy latte calling my name and Moes told me about a book called Ninjas of Love that could be at the bookstore and it is quite the read she tells me."

"Wait, wasn't that an adult-oriented book from Remnant?" A teardrop appeared on Mashirao's head. He would have never taken Yaoyorozu to be into those kinds of books, then again everyone has their guilty pleasures.

"Yep, but Momo-chan says that it has a lot more depth and heart than just being a smut and she's an avid reader, if she says it's good then it is!"

"..." He wasn't going to elaborate further. He was just thankful for the opportunity to share this moment with Tooru, even though it was under false pretenses.


Izuku and Ochako were walking together towards the food court. He expected to meet his mother and aunt there as well as the former texted him they'll be there waiting for them. He braced himself for things to get uncomfortable, more than they already are, and made a note to have a serious discussion with both of them later, but for now it would be best to not leave Ochako alone again with them. He could tell his poor little teapot didn't want to be left alone with the two mothers again either.

Just when things were finally settling down and going back to normalcy this whole deal with Blake came up, threatening to cause trouble if he didn't keep his Warren in check about her and other girls from Beacon.

Yes, he was expecting some tribulations when his 'long-lost sister' and her team would come into UA and stay in their class' dorm, but he thought he had more time to prepare himself mentally and emotionally, think up a strategy to make sure the exchange program is not affected by yandere antics, and think of how to break down his past with Blake to his girlfriends in such a way so they won't feel the need to…,well, beat the shit out of her like they most certainly would if to Kacchan and All Might if he tells them the whole truth about them.

It all came up way sooner than expected… "This can't be a coincidence…" The emerald rabbit thought to himself with a small frown. "Two days after… that dream, this happens. No way it was a coincidence, it must have a sign, a warning, a premonition of what looms beyond the horizon and it came and more will come…" Izuku might not be the most religious person and not often he believes that there's such a thing as a 'fixated fate' for every person alive despite what the late Nighteye believed, but he cannot deny that things sometimes happen for a reason and that they weren't merely chance.

Life works in ways people cannot fully comprehend, either the will of God or the nature of the universe or maybe even fate itself. Things happen a certain way. Izuku has seen the signs and he can't deny that these were more than simple occurrences, it was a chain of events leading him from point A to point B.

The exchange program with Beacon Academy, where Blake studies, and she and her team being one of the teams selected for the program as well as them staying in Class 1-A's dorms; his transformation into a Faunus, like Blake; his constant flashbacks of Blake, even in moments when he shouldn't be thinking of her; and then he had it - his first lucid dream about the Faunus.

That dream was followed just two days later by a surprise visit of Auntie Kali, Blake's mother, and finding out Ochako knew of Blake for a while now.

"Blake… Many things up until this point one way or another were tied to her, a constant in all of these seemingly unrelated events. They were threads leading to her. Just what is it that the Gods, the universe or even fate are trying to tell me about her? Why does all that happen make such emphasis on the fact that I'll be reunited with her again? Is it supposed to be a pivotal moment in my life? My big moment? My crossroads of destiny? Just what does this all mean?" Izuku thought to himself with no easy answer to this riddle. He knows that it was all pointing to him meeting Blake again soon, very soon, but why was it so important was the question. It should be such a minor and insignificant thing, just a guy meeting up with a childhood friend from his past after such a long time, nothing more.

"And also… What will happen when I do see her again? What will I do? What will she do? What will happen afterwards?" Those were also very important questions. It's not just where all of these signs lead, but also what happens when it does and what comes next. "I guess there's no point in trying to answer something that I don't know about, only time will tell."

Izuku then glanced at his beloved princess, holding on tenderly to his right arm with a pleasant smile on her face. A tiny smile appeared on his briefly before it gave away, looking forward to not giving away that something else was disturbing him. …There was one other thing he didn't have the heart to tell his Ochako, something that he couldn't tell her or his other girlfriends, something even now can't fully comprehend… that dream…

Flashback…

Two Nights ago…

Izuku had come back from spending his afternoon with Tsuyu chilling by the pool. It was still surprising how understanding his girls can be when he says he's not in the mood, other than Mina on Tuesday trying to entice him with her sensual dance moves. The frog girl did talk about a 'second date' in the onsen from last time and Izuku said that he would think about it, a good way to make sure she behaves is to give her positive reinforcement as well making her aware what happens if she misbehaves.

"Sometimes it feels like managing my harem is no different than training a new pet." Izuku thought to himself. Yeah, it sounded really bad, but it was a very accurate allegory. It bummed the boy a little to know that Tooru was busy tomorrow because of having to meet up with Haya-senpai, Nejire's best friend. The payback for the 'favor' the pinkette and Amajiki did for Tsuyu and the others. Granted, Midnight and Mount Lady did deserve a punishment for what they did to Ochako and the other girls of the class, but still he didn't like that they resorted to an underhanded tactic to get back at them. At least they are now even and they won't do something like that under his watch.

It's a shame Tooru will be busy tomorrow, Izuku was actually looking forward to either going to the arcade with her and doing some blind sparring like the invisible girl often does with Ojiro. On the good side, tomorrow he can spend time with his little teapot and so too the day after, so it's a more than fair trade off in his book. Next week he plans to make it up to Tooru.

The boy went to sleep happily, excited for tomorrow as he left his mind being taken away into the dream world.

Izuku opened his eyes and he saw the starry night sky and, to his surprise, instead of seeing the regular big and round moon he's used to he saw… a shattered moon.

"Where…?" Izuku uttered softly. It took him a few seconds to realize what he was looking at and more to realize that he was lying on a soft, grassy ground, out in the open. Ahead of him, not too long from there was a shore.

Izuku then quickly sat up, looking around himself and seeing that he was in the middle of a vast meadow of black, purple-ish petunias and clovers, illuminated by moonlight. The sea reflected the stars and the shattered moon.

"Am I… in Remnant?" He had no idea where exactly he was, but he was certain that whenever he was, he was without a doubt in Remnant. There is no mistaking it, only Remnant has a shattered moon and he would have never forgotten that for the boy many times watched with fascination such a moon in his childhood.

The emerald teen then came to his feet glancing around himself for any signs of civilization, but he only found open fields wherever he looked. "How did I get here?" He somehow ended up here alone somewhere in Remnant away from civilization all of the sudden, quite the predicament for the young Hero in training. Oddly enough he was wearing his school uniform.

"They don't actually care about you…"

"...!?" The boy flinched when hearing a voice coming from behind him. However, when he turned around he found no one there. Izuku blinked twice in confusion. Was it just his imagination?

"They just like what you are, not who you are…"

Again, a voice came from behind him, again he turned around to be met up with nothingness.

"They treat you like a thing, a pet, not a person…"

"They are just using you as nothing but a toy to play with and then discard!"

"You're just easy prey for them!"

"They don't know who you really don't appreciate how special and precious you are."

Izuku turned to all directions to try to find the source of the voice, but no matter where he looked he found no one nearby and there was no way they would be hiding somewhere as he was in an open field with no obstacles in the immediate vicinity, there wasn't even a faint scent of a person for him to pick up on. He was completely alone out here. Was his mind playing tricks on him?

"But I do, Izuku… Those girls… They don't know or appreciate you like I do."

"...!?" It became clear to the emerald teen that whoever's voice he was hearing, it was from a girl. A girl with a clear interest in him and an aberration towards other girls. However… he couldn't recognize who it was, he would have known if it was from yandere stalkers such as Toga. So then… who was it?

"Where are you? Show yourself!" Izuku demanded out loud, bracing himself for whatever sort of crazy girl he might come to face this time.

"Izuku? Is that you?" The feminine voice once again came from behind him, but this time he felt a touch on his shoulder from a delicate, dainty hand, a girl's hand, and there was also a distinctive smell that reminded him of sweet chocolate or vanilla.

Izuku flinched when feeling the touch and then remained still for a few seconds before slowly looking behind his shoulder.

"Who…are you?" He asked in a soft voice. He was met with a strange sight when seeing the girl behind him. Her was apparence was…vague. He could clearly see a shapely feminine figure, the figure of a woman, but beyond that he was looking at a shadowy silhouette, no discernible facial features or even clothing. The only things he could sort of make up was that the girl's hair seemed to be long, flowing down to her back, and what looked to be a bow on top of her head.

The shadowy girl seemed to be taken aback by Izuku's question, even if he couldn't see her face. "You… you don't recognize me?" She asked, her voice sounded bewildered, so much so that her hand had let go of the boy's shoulder.

The emerald teen took a step away from and fully turned around before replying. "No… I don't." He shook his head in denial. "Who are you? How do you know me?" He asked her again.

"...Don't you remember me, Icchan?"

"...!" Izuku was shocked to his core when hearing that nickname only very few people in his life used to refer to him.

"It's me, Icchan, Blake. I know I look different and it's been a long time, a really long time, but it's me. Don't you really remember me?"

"B…Blake?" It was her. Somehow, at that moment, Izuku knew it was her, Blake. Now he could see glowing amber eyes in her face, which served as further confirmation that the girl he was looking at was Blake Belladonna.

"It's you… it's really you" Izuku became shaken, his eyes starting to water. He could see a tiny smile of relief being drawn on Blake's shadowy face.

"Oh, Icchan." She then gave him a gentle embrace. "I'm so glad you haven't forgotten me." Her arms embraced him a little tighter.

Izuku remains perfectly still, feeling the warmth from Blake's body. His mind was brought back to all times he shared a hug with Blake, something that happened quite often. Her body still feels as warm as back then.

"You're here… Blakey." Tears started to run down Izuku's cheeks. "Why am I crying?" He thought within himself as the floodgates continued flowing from his eyes. "It has…" He sniffled. "It has…it has…"

She buried his head into her bosom, comforting the sulky teen. "Six years! Far too long since we parted, Icchan!"

Emotions continued swelling from the pit of his stomach. Why when she said his nickname, a tingling sensation resonated throughout his body? Why did he feel so relaxed? He should be angry. He should be upset. Why did all of that go away when seeing his childhood friend after so long? He guessed that even in this tumultuous storm, she was the peace in his anchor.

He broke away from her embrace, wiping the tears from his eyes with his shirt sleeve. He took that time to examine her. Such nubile, fragile beauty she bestowed upon him, even if she looked like a shadowy figure. Her hair flew with the wind, like a wave of black rose petals. Her amber eyes glowed as if she was a lighthouse who wanted to welcome the lost back to common ground.

"Geez! Don't stare at me too long, baka!" She tugged at her bow. "I was beginning to think you were thinking of lecherous thoughts." She covered her mouth, hiding her laughter. "Of course I am jestering. No way you would look at me like that, your childhood friend. I'm pretty much your big sis!"

"You are my big sis, Blakey." He replied in a childlike manner. "You have always been my aneki. That has never changed." He continued sniffling. "I missed you…"

Blake carried a pleasant smile. "I missed you too, Icchan." Her right hand then went up and gently caressed his cheek, making him flinch a little at the sudden soft contact. "Look at you, my little otouto Icchan, all grown up. I guess I can't call you little anymore, you're even taller than me now! But I'm still older than you though, baka!"

Izuku chuckled nervously as he rubbed the back of his head.

"And you became Alpha Faunus to boot. The first ever human who turns into a Faunus due to a Dust accident, unreal and yet amazing. Mom always said that you had rabbit vibes, guess she was right." She smiled cheerfully at him, pointing at Izuku's rabbit ears.

"Heh. That sounds like Auntie, alright." Izuku blushed at that. "Wait…how do you know…?"

Blake giggled a little. " Duh! I'm like a ninja, remember?" She gave him a wink. "Those ears suit you very well, you know? You look cute like that."

"That's what I've been told." Izuku glanced to the side bashfully.

"I can totally see girls coming after you. Must be hard being popular with the ladies, hihi~" The feline Faunus said teasingly.

Izuku opted to not respond to that. Out of everything he wants to talk to Blake about, his girl problems are not on that list.

"I'm so glad to see you haven't given up on your dream to become a Hero and now you're on your way to achieve it, Quirk and all!" Lucky for the rabbit Faunus, Blake changed the topic. Something he has been looking forward to talking to her about, in fact.

"Thanks, I'm doing my best." Izuku smiled bashfully.

"Although a little birdie told me that you constantly end up in some sort of problem very often, if not fighting against real Villains it was breaking one of your limbs. You've been very reckless, you know?" Blake's tone turned upset

"Eh hehehe… That's just how a Hero's life is, right?" A teardrop appeared on the back of his head. Blake then flickered his forehead.

"What will I do with you? You've always been like that, you know that? One way or another getting yourself into a mess. At least it's good to see you haven't changed that much."

"I guess I haven't." Izuku rubbed his forehead with a soft smile.

"There's now so much to talk about, so much to do to make up for the lost time, right, Icchan?" The black cat Faunus winked at him.

"Right, Blakey." Izuku nodded. His wandering eye couldn't help but observe the meadow they were currently residing in. "So… What is this place?"

"Wow!" She said in a surprising tone. "You don't remember this place? I know you had a few bumps and scrapes, I didn't think your brain was mushed!"

A sweatdrop appeared from his forehead, followed by a nervous chuckle.

"Think for me!" She told him. "Sit back and close your eyes. Let the earth embellish you, entrance your scent. There, you can remember."

Izuku did what he was told, closing his eyes. What was this place? He would have remembered the clovers and the black petunias. He would have remembered the meadow. He took quick and sharp breaths, wanting to recall the scent of this place. "Why is this place significant? How come I don't remember…?" His thoughts were interrupted when recognizing the scent of the soil, a smell he didn't recognize his first time when visiting Remnant. He recalled that it had a fishy smell. He kneeled to the ground, lying his head on the cool earth. He took calm breaths as he embraced the earth, wanting to recognize itself. It didn't take much longer for it to finally hit his brain. His eyes snapped open. "This meadow led to the forest. The forest where he had visited and played so many times."

'Go and play with Blakey, sweetheart. Auntie and I need to make dinner.'

'I don't wanna play with Blakey. She's a meanie, she smells funny, and she isn't nice.'

'Izuku Midoriya! Do not be rude to our host!'

'It's true! She puts shaving cream in my hand when I am sleeping. Or the time she held me down in the tub to see how long I could hold my breath. Or whenever we eat together, she always kicks my shin!'

'Girls can be territorial sometimes. She doesn't mean it! A girl picks on you because she likes you!'

'If that it is like, I can't think what hate is!'

'Icchan, be nice. She is afraid as much as you are, give her time to get used to you.. Besides, you're a boy.'

'Mom, I might be a kid, but that sounds very sexist!'

'Quit reading your father's magazines, Icchan! In other words, you can handle it! Show her that no matter how she throws at you. Sticks and stones, baby! Now run along and play!'

"That's right, Icchan! You remember!" The amber-eyed Faunus said excitedly. "This place was a home away from home, my oasis. A place where I can roam free and make believe whatever I want to do." She sat down beside him as both stared forward, to the forest not far from there. Oddly enough, Izuku swore that wasn't there a moment ago.

"And you always brought me here to play. Most times using me to play pretend you were a Huntress and I was the Grimm and always ending up with me pinned on the ground" The boy replied with a tiny pout.

"Hey, not my fault you were such a pushover, baka!" Blake replied with a teasing smirk. Izuku grumbled at her.

"Well, as you can see I ain't that pushover anymore, Kitty Cat!" The emerald rabbit crossed his arms.

"Aww, my not-so-little Icchan," she said with a teasing smirk on her face before flicking his forehead. "Whether five or sixteen, an Alpha or not, I'm still your senpai and you my kouhai that still hasn't learned to not call me a Kitty Cat. Yes, I can tell you're strong now and that you can hold your own against most people like a proper future Hero should. However, strength is one thing, having your mind is another. I'm not most people." She pointed at the emerald teen. "I still own you, baka! I'm a goddess to you, thy will be done!"

Izuku flinched after rubbing his forehead. "Blasphemy, Blakey! Pure blasphemy!" He blurted out comically.

"Hey, can't help it when it's the truth!" Blake said matter-of-factly, nodding with a smirk on her face. "Aneki knows what drives you to the brink. Otherwise, you wouldn't have to prove to me that you were no longer a pushover. A man pro-acts instead of reacts!"

He clicked his tongue, disagreeing with his big sister. "There is nothing wrong making a declaration if there isn't bragging. My worth is showing you how much I've changed."

"Is that a fact?"

"It is! This isn't the old days anymore. You can assume that you have figured me out but when you assume, you're only making an ass out of you and me."

She pursed her lips. "So, Izuku finally shows up and shows out." She took hold of his chin, tilting it upward. "I bet you feel something descending where your camel toe used to be, didn't ya?" She showed her teeth, showcasing her canines. "Thinking you have become king of the jungle since you have gathered this 'warren' of yours." She scaled his neck with her finger, stroking from the chin to his collarbone.

The boy reacted shocked at this. "How did you-?!"

"Did you think being called a ninja was due to my devilish looks and being sneaky?" She stroked and circled his neck where she recalled a certain parting gift she left him many years before. "Tch! Let it be known that you may be the king of the jungle, but recognize the queen OF jungle!" She showcased her teeth again. "If this was a coven, then I would be your mistress and you, my familiar!"

Izuku backed away, recognizing the mask exposing the Faunus' true intentions. "Oh no, you don't! You're not going to seduce me or sway me to your noir-like charms! I didn't forget what you have said earlier about the girls. They have done a better job caring about me in a few weeks than you have over the last few years!"

Blake kept the same grin she was wearing earlier, walking closer to Izuku. The facade had dramatically changed. "Really? Do they really know you? Your likes, your dislikes, your hopes, dreams, desires?" The latter had a sting to it. "Those girls are attracted to the charm that envelopes you, that makes you appealing to them on the surface. Icchan, darling, as your aneki, I know what makes you you!" She spread the skin where the Claiming Mark resided. "Did you forget or were you trying to forget, Icchan? Don't you think I haven't forgotten? For your thoughts are my thoughts."

"Your thoughts are my thoughts?" Izuku arched an eyebrow, covering the mark with his hand.

She pulled away, caressing her own cheek. "When you sleep at night, do you dream of me? When a certain song comes on the radio, do you think of me?" Blake ran her fingers through her hair, never letting Izuku out of her sight. "When you laugh, when you cry, when you dance, whenever a man has certain 'urges,' am I on your mind?"

"..." His utter silence and avoidance of eye contact were enough of a response. The growing head on his cheeks and clenching of his right shoulder were further proof.

The Faunus tilted her head. Her smile, radiating and beaming to the point that it was contagious. Izuku knew she had a smile that was hauntingly beautiful - angelic if one should say. However, those who knew her best knew what moved her behind that hauntingly beautiful, angelic smile.

"As I thought…the Grimm always folds when the huntress corners it." Blake said to him, unwavering as she kept her eyes on him. "Just some simple words to show vulnerability and you're on me like catnip." She chuckled. "Do you have the warren or does it have you?

Footsteps filled the void, narrowing the gap between the two. "That harem…if you want to call it that, don't know who you are. How deep is that so-called love they have for you?" She furrowed her eyes. "They don't know who you are. They know nothing about you!"

"Who are you to tell me what they are or what they are not?" he asked her.

"The very person that made you what you are, that's who!" She retorted in a sharp tone. "I may have been a child, but quite smart as a whip! I listen, you know? Folks, they like to talk." She stretched out her hand and returned it to where Izuku's Claiming Mark resided, effortlessly moving away the boy's hand. "Remember that day on the forest floor?" She stroked his neck gently, causing his breath to labor. "A beautiful bright sunny day. We had a summer shower the day before. We couldn't go outside that day but I begged and pleaded with Mom to go and play with my little brother. She said don't go too far and to keep you from getting lost. No way would I let you get away from me.

Playing Huntress and Grimm was my favorite game between you and I. Seeing you squirm, cry, mad, upset…anything that showed a reaction excited me…but not in a way you're probably thinking, baka." She trailed her finger from his neck to his chest, giving it a slight press before pushing him to the ground.

A grunting noise filled his voice when landing on the ground. Crackling grass filled the area as Blake stood over him. "Look familiar, baka?"

"..."

"What's the matter? Cat got your tongue or your neck?!"

The boy then tried to quickly get up again, only to Blake forcing him back down and then sat on top of his lap as she kept him pinned down with her arms. "Yeah…very familiar…looking up to a real Hero…just like yesterday."

Izuku tried to struggle against her, but she was surprisingly stronger than her frame lead to believe. "Have you forgotten that I'm a Huntress-in-training? To kill Grimm and protect people in Remnant demands to be strong, though that would be no brainer for you, it's essentially the same as being a Hero." Blake said matter-of-factly, as she read the surprise in Izuku's mind. "Sure, you could push me off with your superior physical strength without even using your Quirk, but we both know that you won't. Why? Because it has always been mind over matter. Girls, me to be exact, have always been your weak point, no matter how strong you got." Her hair draped over his face. He could smell the lilac. "Since that day when I toppled you, chasing you like a lion for weak antelope, no matter how much you 'hated' this, you wanted it as bad as I did, didn't you?"

"You're wrong. You don't know anything about what I wanted," he protested to her.

"But I do…you could have bitten my hand, kicked and pounced…mind over matter," she retorted. "The moment I smelled your flesh, your blood, I knew you wanted this date." The Faunus stroked his cheek. "Your thoughts are my thoughts, Izuku! Why bother fighting?At this point, you should know how this ends…and besides, we both don't need the stress."

The Faunus used her nails, tearing at the seams at his collar.

"What are you doing?" He asked concerningly.

"Finishing where we left off," she replied feverishly. "Mommy and Auntie aren't here to watch us or to stop us. Let's play the game our parents do when they are alone. An adult game!" She lowered her face to where his face was. "A part two on what lovers do with that mark upon your neck."

"Blake…don't!" Izuku moved his face away as he kept trying to break free. The black-haired Faunus then grabbed his chin and forced him to look back at her.

"That little 'girlfriend' of yours may have all of your first, but I'm the one who marked you from the start! It's a shame that you didn't wait for me, but then again you're a bunny with loads of girls after you so that's to be expected. Not to mention it was my fault not going with you from the start like I should have instead of… him…" Her demeanor turned dark and her tone noticeably venomous to it in that part before switching back to sensual and mischievous. "Oh well, now it's the perfect time to make up for that!"

"Blake…no! Don't do this!" He pleaded, but it fell on deaf ears.

Izuku then shivered when feeling a soft hand caressing him on the crotch. "Why do you flinch when I touch you? It's only natural when you love someone." She giggled as she felt something growing underneath her hand. "At least this Icchan is honest with himself. I wish his father was more honest." Her hand then started going inside of his pants and boxers.

Izuku's hand then grabbed Blake's wrist to stop her. It triggered her to press harder on the ground. "You might be an alpha now, but I'm still your queen and you're still my mate! Always…forever and ever!"

"What are you aiming for?" Izuku protested, trying his best to combat the line of pleasure and angst.

"What do you think, baka? The very thing I've longed for, targeted, and now acquired - you!" She said adamantly while massaging his crotch through his pants. She could feel his Small Might, wanting its release from his clothed confinement. "Mommy and Daddy, well I overheard them talking one day while hiding in the wardrobe. You were eating lunch and I left early so I could play a trick on you. Mommy was folding your clothes and Daddy happened to be there…well, expressing their feelings as a man and woman often do. As I hid and watched in the cracks, I saw Daddy touching Mommy and Mommy touching Daddy in how you say, a sensual way.

I heard the elders talk about the mark and what it does. Mom was tantalized and Dad couldn't stop protesting his inner beasts. I bet it took a lot of force to tell you to go out and play as they ravaged each other…," she paused, giggling. "...on your bed! 'When a Faunus wants a man, she must make the mark by biting upon his neck. She must taste his blood in order to fuse it with her body. In the course of doing that, marking him as hers.' You know what it means, right? That from that day when you came to have my mark, you are mine. All along you were always mine!"

Izuku was feeling extremely tense as the wave of confusion he received from Blake. He felt his cheeks burn in embarrassment as the Faunus unzipped his pants. She seemed amused by his resistance and somewhat defiance, knowing his childhood friend was domineering towards him once again. She broke eye contact with him when seeing his penis exposed to the world. She smiled in appreciation.

"Quite impressive! So, this is where your Quirk has been hiding all this time. A size fit for a Hero and an Alpha!" Izuku felt a perverse sense of pride at that remark. He knew he should be feeling anguish and shame, but he was pretty sure size was something every teenage boy felt insecure about. He flinched again when feeling the soft touch of her hand stroking his cock. Ignoring any reactions he had, she ran her fingertips from the phallus to the shaft. He was already hard from her previous sensual touching but now it was confirmation.

"There's clearly a lot of force contained in this deadly weapon of yours," Blake responded with a cheeky grin. "Hard to believe those girls could take on this." She gave his sex organ a light flick. "But I don't envy the girls who had this monster inside of them whenever they had sex with you. Knowing you, you acquired safety and knowing them, playing safe wasn't what they wanted. Right, Icchan?!"

He simply refused to respond to that question. He was embarrassed, if not humiliated, by his current ordeal with her. Blake was a tease, a bully, but never this vindictive. He turned away, but she placed her free hand under his chin and tilted his head up so he was forced to look into her eyes. "Answer the question."

"I couldn't say no," he admitted quietly. "Even if I wanted to, my instinct overrode any logic." The amber-eyed teen laughed. A laugh similar to when they were kids whenever she declared victory during their playtime. The hand that continued stroking him increased in speed, forcing an unwilling groan from his mouth.

"Just as I figured. You're no different now than we were kids. Did that gentle love bite I gave you could be the sole factor you are this way? Or could it be that you can't resist your one and only, the queen, YOUR queen?" She let out an obnoxious cackle. "Fate has confined you to where you are at this point just as it was when I bit into your neck. You can't leave me, you won't leave me because my thoughts are your thoughts… " She crawled back to where she could situate herself to where his penis was located. He held his breath, wondering if she was really about to do what he thought she was.

"Oftentimes, a man's instinct is to put their hands on a woman's head to get themselves off. You won't ever do this. After all, that's your job whenever I need…relief!" Blake didn't bother for his rebuttal as she parted her mouth and inserted his dick into her mouth.

Girls like Ochako, Mei, Tsuyu, just to name a few have their own techniques when they have performed fellatio on him. It felt amazing to him, but each was different in their own way. Ochako was certainly an inexperienced teen as it was often messy as it was her first time having these new sensations, but she always was eager to do her best as her skills slowly improved over time. Tsuyu had bumps under her tongue that focused on pressure points, delivering a sensation that was invigorating to say the least, not to mention that her tongue could warp around his member and do things most others can't. As for Mei, maturity and experience was in the cards. It was rumored that Hatsume had performed blowjobs with fellow students but it was never proven. Hearsay filled the halls of UA like a sewing circle, nevertheless, when she went down on him, she was not a novice and it certainly showed.

Blake, on the other hand, was going at an entirely different level. She hasn't skipped a beat as she knew which area of the shaft needed a sensual feeling. From the suction of her lips to the way she slurped the phallus that would make Izuku grunted involuntarily. Seeing this as confirmation of his arousal, she used her free hand to massage his balls. With one hand holding onto his with sheer force and Blake playing with his groins, he couldn't decipher where to feel pleasure or pain. With the latter, she would use her nails to input pressure around his balls.

The teen was effortless as she slobbed and bobbed down his cock in a quick up-and-down motion without even a hint of choking or gagging. Izuku concluded that she definitely did lots of practice with Adam or any other person in that matter. As much as he wanted to fight the urge to resist and inform his childhood friend that he was enjoying this, it was already known to the Faunus due to his inability to contain his pitiful moans and calling out her name pleadingly.

She pulled back and released him from her mouth. Evidence of precum was smeared on her lips. What was a damning scene as the battered moon shined on her, the essence of pure beauty was shown on her creamy, slightly pale, skin, no longer looking like a shadowy figure, but a clear image of one of the most beautiful girls Izuku has ever seen. The only odd detail was the black bow that was covering her cat ears. Sure it looked good on her, but Izuku questioned why she wears it if he is certain that she would have never hidden her ears.

"I can see that you are finally giving in. It's best to go out on your terms. At least it is with a woman who wants you and won't use you like a ragdoll like a certain group of whores you call girlfriends."

"You don't understand! You don't know what you're saying!" He mustered to say. "What gives you the right to-?" Izuku gnashed his teeth as his thoughts were interrupted by Blake's hand stroking his cock and squeezing his balls.

"Hmm…what was that? Didn't understand you. Please accept my apology!" The smirk on her face and the amused tone confirmed the insincerity of her apology. With that, she began stroking faster. "You like that, don't you? Your aneki is playing with you, don't you? Tell me how it feels? Does it make you want to cum? Does it?! Does it?!"

The smutty sound produced by her hand stroking his dick was making the entire organ sensitive. He felt that at any moment, he could blow. Blake kept a grip on him, ensuring that he was sensitive to the touch. He was getting there and judging by the feeling of his balls, he had a lot to withdraw.

"Blakey…stop…I'm gonna…I'm gonna!" He whined. As he felt the urge to release was inevitable, he shut his eyes.

"Oh, no you don't!" Blake quickly took off her ribbon, exposing her feline ears, and tied it around his dick, retarding and stalling the climax. It was evidently known by the sounds of his frustration. "Just because I asked 'does it make you want to cum' doesn't mean you had permission."

"..."

She laughed softly. "Besides…I know how easily spent you become after firing that mighty weapon of yours. No need for a misfire." She giggled. "Trust me, I'm gonna make it to the point that I am like a goddess to you after I am done with you." She flicked his dick before blowing on it, which made him squirm by the touch.

Blake stood up and began taking her clothes off until she was completely nude. Admittedly, Izuku liked her sexy body. While her breasts were an ample and lustrous C-cup, it was her ass what caught his eye the most. It knocked Tsuyu out of the water as it was supple and spankably heart-shaped. Her vagina was very smooth, only showing tiny prickles of black hair.

The emerald teen only had a moment to look in awe of her beauty before she slid forward so her thighs could straddle his head. She lowered herself slowly onto his face, giving him a surprised expression on his face. "I can tell you like my Bellabooty, you wouldn't be the first boy that does, but you're the only one who can have it, hihi~" She giggled as she got herself comfortable on her seat. "Let's have a little fun with my pussycat. Now be my good bunnyboy and lick!"

He stood motionless in wonder. He was still surprised by her vagina. Although his mind was not enjoying it, his body definitely was. She grabbed his head hard against her pussy and made him begin licking. Like a puppy, he was lapping her folds. Juices leaked from her pussy and settled onto his not-so-ripe tongue. It was an odd tasting feeling, like a salty, tangy fruit. Wanting more pressure, she pressed herself forward, causing his nose to imbed inside. That alone was challenging for Izuku as it became difficult to breathe, but it mattered not to the Faunus as she wanted to get herself off.

Blake was moaning in delight as if she was on high nine, gyrating her hips on top of Izuku's mouth and playing with her own breasts, increasing her pleasure further. He tried keeping up with the movements and used his tongue as best as he could, but the force she was putting onto him while thrusting his face was more than he could bear, for all the times he had performed cunnilingus to a girl, this was by far the most intense. Even if he tried to persuade her to take it easy on him, it would fall on deaf ears. The same Blake in his childhood was the same Blake at this moment in time, reminding him of his place.

Still clinging to his head, she gyrated and thrusted a few more times before feeling the sensation of a pending orgasm. Without warning, she climaxed. Holding onto his head as the juices profusely flew out from her pussy. From his position, he appeared like he was going to drown, ingesting her juices while flailing like a fish out of water. She continued riding him until her orgasm ceased. The string of obscenities she shouted were a surprise, though not half as surprising as the clear fluid that squirted out onto his face.

Blake then eased up as she came down from her orgasmic high. "My Oum, Icchan! You sure know how to eat pussy like a real champ. But of course you'd be with all those girls that you been with. Experience sure pays off," She said, giggling.

"..." He was speechless. Words couldn't describe how he was currently feeling at this moment. He was drenched, covered in her juices - her scent! As if the mark wasn't enough to claim ownership, she even had to cover him as well. The feline Faunus got up from his face, allowing him to reprieve.

"That was fun," she said with a devilish grin on her face. "Thanks for the warm up but the main event is about to begin. The mating that was always meant to be!" Using her foot, she pushed him back on the cold earth. "Look at your veins, angry and excited at the same time. To be such a sweet boy with a fiendish dick, an odd combination indeed!"

The amber-eyed Faunus then got into position, prowling on top of him as if she was the predator and he was her prey. "Now to take what's rightfully mine…"

No arguable defense could be made at this point for Izuku. Pleading refusal would be futile and saying no would only excite the Faunus. No matter how his mind was, his body was the victor as his throbbing dick was dancing, decorated with Blake's ribbon and requesting, if not begging for release.

"It's your fault after all, making your aneki do this!" She said as she was teasingly rubbing against the head of his cock. "Now, your dick's head is going to be swallowed whole by my sloppy, wet pussy." She hummed feverishly. "Your cock is so hot that it is steaming. Your cloudy precum shows you want this as badly as I do. I'm glad your son understands, just wish his father would."

"It doesn't matter how I feel about it, you're going to do what you want," he retorted. "The least I can do is sit still and take it!"

"Hmm~ Is that how you really feel?" She pulled back, standing up in the process. "Ok, Icchan! You're free to go!"

"What?" He asked dumbfoundedly.

"I want this to be an enjoyable experience for the both of us, but it wouldn't be fun if this was one-sided," she said to him matter-of-factly.

"What are you getting at, Blakey?" Izuku arched an eyebrow, cautiously sitting up.

"Nothing! I got what I wanted, you satisfied me. Off you go, Icchan!"

Something was amidst. The mixed signals she had given him left him worrisome. Knowing the ninja Faunus, she definitely had an ace up her sleeve. To test out the waters, Izuku slowly stood up, nothing happened. He took a pair of steps backwards, again, nothing happened.

Slowly, he reached over and grabbed his clothes, or what was left of them. Meanwhile, the Faunus remained nonchalant, looking around and appearing coy. Bundling his clothes onto his arms, he cautiously and haphazardly walked away from her.

He snapped his eyes shut before opening them again. He wanted to adjust to the darkness of the dense forest. He still had to remind himself about his gift of night vision of being a Faunus. He really didn't know the direction he was headed, only relying on instinct and a good sense of judgment. Cold, naked, and alone he trekked into the forest for a way out. Ever so often, he would turn to see Blake from afar. She stood there, displaying a nonchalant stare. Was she really serious about letting him go? He knew the former trickster in the past. Blake was the Naruto of Menagerie - the ultimate prankster! Matter of factly, she was virtually night and day with him and their parents.

Crackled leaves filled the void of the silent, still night. The further he walked, the more he turned. She remained, adamantly remaining true to her word. He continued turning his head until he could no longer see her in the distance.

If this is the woods of her estate, then he shouldn't be that far. Hopefully, he could go to the manor and…

"Did you think you were going to get away from me that easily?!"

!

It took him a moment to recognize that Blake was within the vicinity. Giving himself leverage, he proceeded to run.

"Oh, Icchan, honey~! You must really want to play our favorite game again! Okay, let's play!"

He ran as far as he could, but he could still hear the sounds of Blake making her direction in his path. This was her domain, her turf, so knowing the ends and outs of this place wouldn't be any form of difficulty.

"Iccchhaannn! I've come to playyyy~" She said in a haunting melodic way.

Izuku was running away as fast as his legs could take him. He continued running until he saw a creek. Not knowing what to do, he swam across the cold creek to reach the other side.

"Why are you running away, you baka?" He could hear Blake shouting at him from a relative distance. He could hear her steps coming at him. "You're so cute when you run away. I can smell and see you in the dark. We're cats and rabbits, remember?"

"Shit!" He said to himself. He managed to get out of the creek. He was cold, wet, and naked. He hoped that with him being drenched, it could cut off the scent.

Or so he thought.

"I've found you!~" The Faunus jettisoned across the creek, darting right in front of him. Before he could turn, she pushed him against the nearby tree. "Lest we forget. I'm a ninja, duh!"

"Yep, there it is!" Izuku thought, both surprised and unsurprised. He knew it was too good to be true that he could just go.

"Wow, you are easy to coerce! No way am I going to let you go." She pressed her mouth against one of his human ears. "You're my man! You belong to me!" She licked under his ear and then tugged it with her teeth. With his back against the tree, she turned her attention to his cock. "Funny how you left and not one time did you mention the ribbon around your cock! Your thoughts are my thoughts. No need to speak further. I know what you want and I don't mind giving it to you."

She used her hand to hold him steady against his chest as she backed herself ever so slowly down onto him. His eyes widened as she progressed further and further downward until, at last, he was fully sheathed inside her.

This was a feeling he had never imagined at this moment - intercourse with his childhood friend. Never in his wildest dreams could he be involved in such an act with someone whom he hasn't seen in nearly six years. However, he couldn't care to indulge on that thought at the moment as the way her folds tightly enveloped his cock was the greatest feeling he had ever experienced with any of the girls in the harem combined. None of them made him feel this way.

"Ahhh. Finally~." The feline Faunus moaned in joyful delight when feeling her chosen mate reach the back of her womb. "Hmm. Snug fit~ How does it feel to be inside me, Icchan?" Blake asked. She reached her arms to his neck and pulled him to where her shoulders were. "I can feel your heartbeat transmitted from your cock. Look, we're even in sync. We are made for each other, my love!" She grabbed his hand to where her heart resided. "A fine beauty is now resting in her green valley. The way it was designed to be!"

Izuku could no longer resist the feeling of his tightening cock. The urge to come was prevalent. "It feels good," he confessed. "It feels good, Blakey!"

She kissed him on the cheek feverishly. She kept his hand where her breasts were, urging him to squeeze them. He politely obliged.

Blake, getting caught in the throes of his embrace, transitioned the sex as rough as she could. She rocked his body in a back and forth motion. He was cornered, just a post for her to rock without reprieve. Moans filled the forest as woman and man were segueing into beasts. Izuku continued rocking his hips as she did the same, even to the point of loud smacking noises. Izuku could hold on tightly as he knew he was getting close.

"Blake! I am gonna cum! I am gonna cum!" He warned her.

"Call me by my name when you do," she replied to him. She laughed as she bent over and loosen the ribbon from his dick. "Now, do it now, Icchan!"

"I'm coming, Blake!" He shouted to the heavens.

"Yes," she cried. "Give it to me, Izuku!"

Izuku spurt his spunk inside of Blake's pussy. Blake smiled delightfully, forcing her to bury herself onto his neck and bite into him. Upon doing so, he felt his dick burst like a pipe as more spunk entered inside of her. Both cried onto the night as the pain and pleasure coincided with each other.

Blake released herself from him and wanted to slump over but Izuku held her for support. Izuku was spent, exhausting all he had into her. Slowly, they lowered each other to the ground as she rested on his lap. "Welcome home, Icchan!" She said as she looked at the trail of blood leaking from his neck. "Welcome home!"

Izuku couldn't say anything further. Not too long after that, everything was turning pitch black. The scenery, Blake, everything was going into darkness.

The teen jerked up and fell to the ground. The boy groaned, feeling the pain of falling face first on the floor, he saw that he was back in his own room. Darkness consumed it, with the exception of the faint moonlight coming from the balcony's glass door. Sweat doused his body. Everything was soaked. He looked for the lamp on the nightstand and as he turned on the light, he saw the dampness of his bed, and not just from his sweat, the same could be said of him himself. Deciding not to ponder with the latter, he grabbed his desk chair and had a seat. It was a few minutes past the witching hour.

He opened the mini-fridge and pulled out Recovery Girl's vitamin supplements and a bottle of carrot juice. He quickly ingested the nasty concoction before washing it down with the carrot juice. The teen wiped the remnants with his sleeve, sighing about the events unfolded into the night.

"Jesus, what a dream!" The emerald teen thought to himself. He returned to have a seat at his chair and slouched in the process. He touched his neck but nothing showed any bites from the Faunus. He touched his cheek and that too showed nothing. He then touched his lips. Although they haven't kissed, the thought remained on what if they did along with these phantom sensations.

"How can you touch my heart this way?" He said aloud. He took sharp breaths to hinder any wave of emotions. She was right there, standing in front of him clear as day. He bit into his lip while opening up his laptop. On the screen was an email. An email that showed a current image of his childhood friend. A simple picture of her wearing a Beacon Academy uniform and a black ribbon covering her cat ears, clearly to pass as a human and avoid discrimination.

What he didn't tell the others, better yet he didn't want the others to know was that he received an email from Blake a few days ago. As a member of UA-Beacon's welcoming committee, she and Yaoyorozu have been corresponding with each other on proper preparations for their arrival. To Momo's blessing, she had no idea about her past with Izuku, because maybe death threats would have been the least of Blake's troubles. Blake happened to discover his email address after Yaoyorozu accidentally sent her the entire UA mailing list.

"Dear Izuku:

As I write this letter to you, I could only fathom how much it took me to even compose this. As we speak, I am sitting in the common room. My roommates are watching movies and thinking I am wanting some extra study time. How are you? Well, how have you been? You're probably thinking to yourself after this six-year absence, that is probably the last thing you want to hear from me. I wouldn't blame you. I would probably feel that same way if a dear friend ghosted me after all these years.

I won't be that type of girl that I would say 'I'm sorry' or 'Please forgive me.' Clichés and lies. It wouldn't surprise me if you haven't opened this email and automatically deleted this as soon as you saw my name. But, if you did open this, I would be pleased. Pleased is honestly the best word I could really say. Pleased to know that you are okay. Mom told me that she and Auntie have been talking and playing catch-up about us. I saw your latest picture. My Oum, have the years been terribly too kind. Mom also tells me that you are actively involved in your dream of becoming a Hero. For all it is worth, I'm proud. At least you chose the honest route rather than my transgressions of yesterday.

Excuse me, this email isn't about me. Words couldn't come close to what I can say to heal the wounds that were left behind so many years ago…."

Izuku couldn't finish reading the lengthy email she sent. He was anguished, hurt, crestfallen and knowing that the woman herself wrote to him reopened the wounds that he was struggling to close.

He exited the tab and stared at his laptop. It was the type of stare that he could look into the abyss and wouldn't mind falling into. Words couldn't describe the pain he carried over Blake. An unfilled void was etched where his heart resided. Blake said to him in the email that she would have been pleased to hear from him. If there was a word he could rebuttal to her, it would have been abandonment.

"Why did you abandon me?" He closed his laptop and turned around to face the bed.

On the nightstand was a picture he saved when they were children. He had kept this photo safe where no one could have found it. He wasn't even sure if his mother knew that he had the picture. They were on the shores of Menagerie. She, him, and their mothers were in the photo. He reached over and grabbed the photo, observing the contents. They were all smiling as his mother pointed at Blake and her mother pointed at him. He shuddered as his vision was clouded with tears. He was grateful that no one was around to finally let out his true emotions surrounding Blake.

"Why did you abandon me, Blakey?" Those were his final words before his dialogue was replaced with sobbing and weeping, holding tightly on his shirt. He kneeled on the bed, holding onto the image of yesterday. "Why did you leave me? Why did you leave your little brother behind? Why, Blakey, why?!" Izuku continued sobbing on his bed until his eyes finally drifted in a slumber.

"I love you, Blakey! Why do you make me love you so much, my precious Kitty Cat!"

End of the Flashback…

"...I thought that dream was just my mix of hormones combined with the swirl of emotions of seeing Blake again and knowing what she looks like, that it really didn't mean anything beyond that… Whatever I felt was just the rush of what that dream was…. It thought it would all go away if I just ignored it. But it seems I was wrong, it was more than that… Was it really a dream or…?" Izuku thought to himself, trying to find sense of that dream and what it meant, trying to make sense of what he felt. He misses Blake deeply, he longs to see her, but the years of pain, the emptiness, the loneliness, it all warps up everything to the point he doesn't know what to think or what to feel about Blake anymore. It's a huge turmoil of emotions and thoughts, a huge mess inside of him. He thought that maybe if he tried to ignore and move on with his harem of loving, yet 'eccentric', girlfriends and hoped that everything would be alright.

But ignoring it seemed to not be possible anymore… "Fate certainly can be a bitch sometimes, doesn't it?" Thought the emerald teen with a barely concealed frustrated anger.

"Bun Bun, is everything okay?" The waning voice of his girlfriend disrupted his thoughts. Fidgeting and keeping his hands in his pockets, he turned around and faced her.

"Yeah, honey!" Izuku lied to Ochako. "Just wondering if you wanted froyo or an actual lunch?"

She carried a weak smile, approaching him and wiping a tear from his eye with her finger. "You know you're cute when you lie."

"Is that obvious, huh?"

"Yeah."

He patted his girl softly on her shoulder, brushing against her shoulder and proceeded to walk toward the food court. Ochako followed along cautiously. In her mind, she was afraid - the confrontation between his mother and his aunt, admitting the truth concerning Blake, and his zoning out. It was a trifecta, as if fate had orchestrated this moment. Her precious Izuku was shaken up, upset by something. She didn't know what exactly, but it was certain that it was Blake-related. Again the odds were against her, but this time she isn't alone, she has her friends and together they will fight back with everything they have against anything threatening their happiness and more importantly, Izuku's.


The snow started picking up again the moment Denki and Minoru arrived in the underground parking garage at the hotel downtown. The skies have darkened to a chalkboard-like color. Denki had never seen weather such as this. He often didn't question the atypical weather phenomena they have been encountering in the last several weeks but he couldn't help but raise concern. Those thoughts were to be put aside as Ann turned off the car engine. Removing the keys from the ignition, she turned to Denki.

"Cell phones," she said straightforwardly.

Denki and Minoru reached for their cell phone as she placed them in her purse.

"Any other electronic devices?" She asked again.

Denki shook his head and so did Minoru. According to the intel he had overheard between Ann and Ren, this was serious business.

"Security is going to inspect you thoroughly, and just because you're women doesn't mean anything to them" said Ann sternly, with her eyes focusing on Minoru. "Because they are not afraid as it is in their job description."

Minoru reached into his bra and pulled out a camera. Ann swiped it from his hand and put it in her purse. "The second thing was a lie. Police from our jurisdiction would be the one inspecting you." Minoru could feel the sting at the end of the sentence. He knew had a tumultuous history with women. However, with Ann, she was merciless and never afraid to use him as an example.

Both genderbent teens wore the business outfits provided by their benefactor as they stepped out of the vehicle. Denki still felt odd wearing women's clothing. However, he wasn't a liar if he said that he didn't look good. Minoru must have taken several selfies with his cell phone. It wouldn't surprise the electric blond if Minoru was compiling masturbation material. Denki hoped that at today's meeting Ren and his colleagues had found a cure to return them back to men. As much as he loved the ideation of being a lesbian and his sexy female form, he wanted to return back to his original sex. More if there is the risk of developing attraction towards guys.

Ann stepped out of the driver's side and closed the door. She paused momentarily, pulling out her compact and examined herself. Denki heard her wince a little bit. His eyes darted at her hand. It was red and puffy as if an object had struck her or she had struck something. "I will see to this personally that you become my punching bag, you dumbass." Ann cursed under her breath while finding some topical ointment to ease the swelling on her hand.

"Minoru, when are you gonna learn?" He murmured while walking around the vehicle to check on his friend. He was thankful that he had purchased concealer. It may not do much with Minoru's pride but at least it could hide his swollen eye.

"I didn't do anything to her, honest!" The dwarf responded pleadingly. Denki kneeled at Minoru's height so he could apply the makeup onto his face. "I don't even remember saying a word."

"It isn't about doing or saying anything, dumbass!" Ann chimed in, slapping the back of Minoru's head. "You should be thanking God that the Boss finds you useful." She glared at him menacingly. "Never in your life perform 'tongue tricks' to any human person. Do I make myself clear? Nod if you get the message."

Minoru obliged her request. Fearing any other reaction would get him another punch to the face.

"Good! See to it that it doesn't happen again! Otherwise your punishments will become progressively more severe." Ann aggressively brushed past Minoru. "Listen up, ladies. Everything beyond this perimeter is confidential. Your phones and other electronic devices were confiscated for our own personal protection."

Denki raised his hand. "If I may, Ann. What's going on?"

"You're on a need-to-know basis, Denki," she responded sharply. "As a heads up, I was dead serious when I said that there will be officers attending this meeting with the Boss. Goro Akechi, the lead detective in his precinct, is one of the most respected in the field. He has been briefed about you two and is already aware of your current situation. Are you with me so far?"

"Yeah," responded Denki.

Minoru didn't answer, just nodded in understanding.

"Honestly speaking, Akechi is kind of a hardass and working with him will be quite difficult," she said. "Get along with him and do as you are asked, then all is right with the world."

Denki nodded in compliance. Minoru did the same.

"Oh yeah, here you go." Ann reached into her briefcase and handed two lanyards to Denki. He passed the other one to Minoru. "The hotel believes that you are part of the press. Let's keep it that way. The business suits will serve as a diversion without alerting suspicion."

"Not that I am questioning you but if this place isn't a safe location, then should we relocate?" Minoru asked inquisitively.

Ann made a slight grin. "Minoru, word of advice: nowhere in this world is safe. We aren't promised to live another day or another second. Who says the moment we walk inside, we are ambushed and gunned down?"

The dwarf looked puzzled, confused by the shift of Ann's behavior.

Ann pursed her lips, leaning against the nearby wall. "If a man can walk into a school, which for some is a place of refuge, and neatly cut and stab young children without a hint of remorse or if a radicalist can walk into a place of worship and blow himself up with praying parishioners, then nothing in this world is safe." She gripped her briefcase tightly. "In the Metaverse, you see things. Things of a person that on the outside can be the most honest and sincere can be a chasm of hopelessness, despair, and evil in its inner core."

"Excuse my friend, Ann," retorted Denki cautiously. "My friend means no disrespect."

Ann pressed the bridge of her nose with her finger. "The Boss believes in taking every single precaution as much as he can. Can there be leaks? Would there be leaks? Absolutely! That is why we do as much as we can to prevent or even encourage outsiders wanting to pry. Just because we are unknowns in this town doesn't mean that we are being watched by the known. Just as there are enemies after you and other fellow Pro Heroes, there are enemies after us. Cover every ground and no rock left unturned."

"Sorry if I questioned you." Minoru said apologetically. "No harm intended."

"'Ignorance is bliss´ is what the common people would say. Imagine how others feel with the word, arrogance." Ann looked at her watch. "We're running late. Let's get moving. Kaminari, Mineta, you're sure you don't do anything that could relay information? I am being serious. What the Boss wants to say is sensitive and could be detrimental."

"I swear on everything I love that I don't have anything," answered Denki.

"My word is bond," said Minoru in a serious voice.

"Good!" Ann grabbed her cell phone and approached the hallway from the parking garage. She and the boys walked a few feet where they approached the service elevator. She scanned the phone momentarily before punching a few buttons next to the elevator. A few moments later, the sound of the elevator was made known before the doors slid open.

Ann stepped inside followed by Minoru and Denki. A few seconds later, the elevator closed and the group ascended to their destination.

"Denki!" Minoru whispered to Denki. "Denki!"

"What?" Denki cautiously responded. The last thing he wanted to do was to alert Ann.

"I'm getting scared, man."

"Of course you are!"

"No, I am serious." Minoru responded meekly. "What if we are digging into things we shouldn't be messing with."

"We're already in it." Denki said matter-of-factly. "We're in too deep and even if we abandon ship, they wouldn't be that far behind. We know too much as it is and might as well go along for the ride."

"I can take a vow of secrecy," retorted Minoru. "Our plan failed anyway. I can sign a waiver. I just don't like stuff we don't have any knowledge of, man."

"When you see someone who has a lot of knowledge, they learned it over time. When you see someone who has a lot of skills, they have developed them over time. And when you see someone who has done a lot, they have accomplished it over time," said Denki.

"Why are you suddenly becoming philosophical?" Minoru asked.

"In layman's terms, I am scared, too." Denki answered softly. He peered over Ann. She was typing information on her cell phone. She seemed too distracted to notice the boys' conversation. "Do you think people like All Might or Mirko or Death Arms confidently walk into a battle knowing that they will claim victory? Of course not! They might be Heroes but they are also human as well. Every day, I am getting closer and closer to stepping into a Hero Course. Every day, I am getting closer and closer in fighting an actual enemy. But do you really know what the real enemy is sometimes? Our mind!"

Minoru arched an eyebrow.

"Our mind can make us or break us. Our mind has the angel and the demon on each shoulder. Our problem and our solution." Denki bit into his lip. "If we think we can or we can't, we're right, man. Listen, Minoru. As long as we live, we can't play it safe forever. At some point, evil could knock at your doorstep. We must be strong and confident even when we are scared." He lowered his head, slackening his jaw. He then turned his head to Minoru. "Do you know what the secret of life is?"

"No. What?"

Denki held up his finger. "This!"

"Your finger?"

"One thing. Just one thing. You stick to that and everything else doesn't mean shit," responded Denki.

"That's great and all, but what's the 'one thing'?"

"That's what you've got to figure out for yourself." He stretched his arms, resting them on his head.

"Thanks, man. Wise words."

"Words that came from my mother." Denki nodded to himself.

"Mom's the word!"

"Oh, for sure!"

The elevator stopped and heard the sound of 'fiftieth floor' coming from the speaker.

"Here we are." Ann finally spoke to the boys. She reached into her purse and pulled out a keycard. She pressed the keycard against the pad next to the elevator buttons. A few moments later, the elevator went up a few more floors. "No one can gain access to these floors without keys." Ann replied. Denki wasn't sure it was out of cockiness or stating facts. Knowing the group of people Yanagi's cousin affiliated himself with, it could be whatever he wanted it to be.

The doors slid open. Ann was the first to leave the elevator. Slowly, Denki and Minoru exited the elevator as they saw a long hallway beyond them. Beige walls, red carpet, and dimmed lights. From the boys' perspective, it appeared that they were starring in their very own horror movie.

"Don't be afraid," said Ann in a consoling manner. "Maintenance got to work on these lights. No 'redrum' happening anytime soon." She scoffed in a laughing manner.

Denki followed Ann as Minoru slowly trailed behind the two. "Kaminari, you have the privilege to have met Makoto Niijima, haven't you?"

A blushing grin appeared on his rosy cheeks. "Boy, have I!"

Minoru sped forward, grabbing Denki's blouse. Before he parted his mouth, the electric blond flicked his forehead. "We aren't repeating what I said at the house. However, if it makes you feel better, she is rough around the edges, particularly around boys." The blond laughed gingerly.

"Too rough if you ask me." The pigtailed blonde laughed mischievously.

"I know Ryuji won't ever question her motives, that's for sure." Denki said while nodding.

"Wait. I thought you had only met them for that one errand." Minoru said inquisitively.

"One errand?" Ann laughed in a haughty manner. "More like several. Even outside business hours."

"So, we went to a few drink bars and chilled at Makoto's spot in the city. A casual evening!"

"Why haven't you told me this, man?" Minoru wanted to be white-eyed of these revelations surrounding his best friend.

"You act like I can't have a social life outside of UA. Plus, I tried inviting you…not my fault you choose porn over actual outings."

"I hope an old man fondles deep in your skirt!"

"Oi, whatever!" Denki shrugged his shoulders. He had no need to feel the heat from the fuming Minoru on his missed opportunities to meet girls. "You will learn that one thing, remember?"

"You're lucky there isn't a crowbar nearby." The dwarf murmured. "That would be the one thing!"

"Lucky there isn't or else we wouldn't be having this conversation, would we, dumbass?" Ann chimed in, halting any further conversation between the two do-do's.


Ojiro pondered on the words he needed to say to collect intel on Izuku. Sipping his off-season pumpkin spice latte, he questioned his direction in order to please his "paymasters."

He had a limited window. Fortunately, Hagakure and Haya were grabbing some cake from the bakery and with the line as long as the day itself, he had some time gathering his thoughts. As for the limited window, Kayama-sensei had a deadline about the intel before he had his debut as the perverted schoolhouse snitch.

He closed the messages. Kayama-sensei has been texting him every hour on the dot for further updates. She even threatened to come there, just to make an example before posting his debut for the student body and then taking it out on him for incompetence.

"Be straightforward! Ask her if there is anything going on with Izuku and the others." It wasn't direct. He was asking a general question since it was speculation about him and the other girls. However, he felt that it wasn't his business to pry. Unfortunately, his benefactors were making it his business. "If she says yes, then that's it. If she says no, then that's it, too! Hagakure isn't the know-it-all type unless it involves cute things." He gripped his forehead tightly. "And Deku is one of those cute things. God damn it!"

The tailed teen was in quite the conundrum, Mashirao tried to think harder on a way to pry the information he needed out of Hagakure without her suspecting it. However, it was easier said than done, the invisible moe might be cutesy and not the smartest of the class, but she is not stupid and the blond martial artist wasn't exactly a mentalist.

"It seems like you need more water than something hot."

The monkey teen tilted his head to see Yuyu standing beside him with bottled water in her hands. "Hagakure is still in line for cake and since this isn't a line to see my favorite musician, I thought I would keep you company for the time being. I hope you don't mind."

Ojiro used his foot to push the nearby chair backward. "Feel free."

"Thanks." Yuyu replied as she took a seat adjacent to him. "Mashirao, is it?"

"Hmm-mmm!" He took a sip of the bottled water. It was actually what the doctor ordered. "Mashirao Ojiro. Class 1-A."

Yuyu giggled. "Didn't need a detail of class, just a name." She took a sip of water. "Since we are being specific. Yuyu Haya, third year."

"Nice to make your acquaintance once again," he said formally.

"Call me Yuyu." She took his handshake while nodding her head. "I think after earlier today, we're practically cousins."

He laughed softly. "Mashirao for me."

She glanced around momentarily before turning her sight back to the monkey teen. "Hagakure is not around. Did you mean what you said about my outfit?"

He was taken aback by her comment. Not trying to show a sign of nervousness, he reached for his pumpkin spice latte. "I am a man of beliefs." He took a sip of the latte. "No way would I swallow a bunch of needles or take a thousand fist punchings for anyone. Plus it violates the code of being a future dojo master."

"A sensei? Is that your dream?"

"More than anything in this world, besides being a Hero, obviously."

"Admirable."

"Thanks. So, Yuyu. Any reason why you and Hagakure are hanging out?" He knew it was a bit curt but it was a matter of business. He didn't know much about the pinkette except for her friendship with Nejire Hadou. The only thing he could conclude about her was that she was a protective tomboy when it came to the official moé of UA High. He did find it peculiar to see her and Hagakure together. Nevertheless, if this could serve as an icebreaker to find out information regarding Izuku and his alleged harem, then speaking to the pinkette could be a start.

The pinkette tugged her collar. She parted her mouth for a moment, but he could tell she was hesitant to reply. He averted his eyes. "Look, if you don't want to explain yourself, then you don't have to answer." He dug in his ear. "Last thing I want to do is make you feel uncomfortable."

"You're not, honest." The pinkette quickly rebutted. "I came with Hagakure for some help on being…" She sighed loudly. "Being cute!"

"Cute, you say? Well, you're speaking with the right girl."

She chuckled lightly. "Thanks! She's a sight to see or not!"

He joined her in laughter. "Playing with the cards that she dealt. She knows how to appeal to the masses even if she looks like a bunch of floating clothes."

Yuyu took a swig of water and then wiped the remnants with her arm. "You and Hagakure. History?"

"We're classmates. We're also sparring partners. And in our spare time, friends." Mashirao answered while taking a swig of water.

Yuyu nodded to his response. "A man of humor. I like that."

"Please!" He interjected. "According to others right now, I am a stool pigeon."

"Those who don't mind matter. Those who mind don't matter at all." Yuyu replied. She was eyeing his pumpkin spice latte. "May I?"

"Well…it has been drunk out of."

"Relax, Mashirao. I don't have cooties."

"According to the masses, I just may have."

"Cooties I can handle."

Mashirao could see that she wasn't dissented in her request. He pushed the cup over to Yuyu. "Pumpkin spice?"

"Yeah!"

She took the cup and drank from it. She took a few strong gulps before passing it back to him. "Pumpkin spice is my favorite. When I went to get some, they were out. Apparently you were the last customer."

"Please don't kick my ass," he said in a half-joking manner. "I still have shoe prints from last time."

"I won't this time. Just think of me whenever you go and get another cup, okay?"

"I don't know you like that."

"We're sitting together, aren't we? A stranger is a friend you have yet to meet."

"..." He scratched under his nose.

"Besides, a little birdie told me that they hold onto the off-season lattes for their favorite customers."

He lowered himself to his seat. "I'm not that much of a patron."

"Yeah, right. And the creators of Korra didn't want to tarnish Mako's legacy." She took hold of his latte and resumed sipping. "Just know whenever you come here, be sure to bring a friend, will ya!"

He acknowledged her by silently raising his cup. She toasted him while drinking the remainder of his coffee. "So, did Kayama-sensei and Takeyama-senpai approach you too?"

Mashirao splattered water out of his mouth when hearing those words penetrate his ears. Yuyu reached for a napkin and dabbed his face and table to dry the water droplets. "Relax, relax. This isn't a covert mission or anything, I am friendly, just so you know."

Before he could part his mouth, she put her finger to her lip, inciting silence. "Takeyama-senpai, a few days ago. Amajiki came looking for me about being concerned if we would get caught. He caught wind of what went down with the 1-A girls, Hagakure included, correct?"

"Yeah! How did they find out?"

Yuyu pinched the bridge of her nose. "Amajiki couldn't stop worrying. He was afraid that they were watching us. I told him that they wouldn't know if it was us or not due to our disguises." She sighed heavily. "It's my fault for being caught in the open. Didn't know the girl and I frequented the same place. She listened to our conversation. Shortly after I left, she cornered me, took me to Kayama-sensei's place. They wanted to know everything."

Mashirao stared blankly at the teen, astonishingly surprised at Yuyu's revelation. He managed to speak. "What did you tell them?"

"Exactly what they wanted to hear." Yuyu said firmly. "I gave no one up. I told her Amajiki was an incorrect bystander, nothing more. No way I was going to give Nejire-chan up or anyone else involved. Although it was clear that they didn't really believe me, they knew girls of Class 1-A were the ones behind that move, they just didn't know how or who helped them."

"Right, they still ended up grounded last week." Mashirao commented. "So, if they have a mole, then why do they need me?"

"They don't trust you and need insurance, thus sending me. It was by sheer coincidence that I made contact with Hagakure prior to being caught. Aren't coincidences a bitch?"

"And life is her pimp. I know it well. All too well."

"Agreed." Yuyu crossed her legs and leaned back against the chair. "You know they have plans to get back at the girls, Hagakure included."

"Without a doubt. I was dead center when those harlots were creating their plans," he retorted.

"And we aren't getting out of this unscathed either," she said while taking a sip. "Especially you!"

"Typical endgame plot."

"They need loose strings cut when things are done," said Yuyu. "You, me…and there is one more."

"A trifecta?!" Mashirao raised his eyebrow. "All of this for Izuku?"

"Haven't you been aware of the strange changes surrounding him?"

"Yeah, of course! I can see it on everyone. The boys, the girls, especially the girls."

"There is something about him that is causing people to become bedeviled by his charm." She put her hands to her chest. "Myself included!"

"Take a number." His jaw slackened before recomposing himself.

"That's the thing," she said. "I can see those who have a natural affection for him. However, not all. I believe some, not all, gravitate to him due to whatever it may be."

"Like influenza?"

"To an extent," she answered. "I can't explain nor do I have absolute proof. What I can control is that Kayama-sensei and Takeyama-senpai are having plans to disrupt this harem in order to have Izuku for themselves. What I don't know is what they are going to do. Do you know their plans?"

"Absolutely not," he answered while shrugging his shoulders. "I am only here to give them confirmation that a harem does exist."

"And so am I." Yuyu concurred. "As you relay information, my job is to relay what you have relayed."

"A soldier's soldier."

"Basically, yeah."

"That means you have been…"

"Watching you since I have gotten word about you."

Mashirao could only shake his head. "Why are you telling me this, Yuyu?"

"Two reasons: a) you are too good of a person to be treated like this and b) we need to find the third mole so we can convince him or her to join us." She put her finger to her lip. "The only problem is who could be that third mole?"

"Can you think of the usual suspects?"

"Hard to tell. I don't really know the first years very well and do second years really exist?" She glanced at the readers.

"My relationships are strictly with 1-A and I don't talk with 1-B very much. We're looking at over 30 students and that's only considering the Hero Course." He gripped his hair. "Only God himself can pick them out. Other than that, it's a needle in a haystack."

"More like hay in a needlestack, especially with those venomous temptresses."

The monkey teen patted the table. "What should I do?"

"Tell them what they want to hear," she responded. "Say yes!"

"Just like that?" He questioned with an awkward stare. "We're selling them out?"

"No, clothy-cloth ears. Did you hear what I've said? Tell them what they want to hear," she replied in a serious tone.

He gave her a blank stare.

"Midnight and Mount Lady are adults, but at the end of the day, they are also women," said Yuyu. "They have wants and needs like us, but the difference is in the set of being a better example." She took a sip of water. "We know what they want: Deku! And why not give them a piece of that happiness."

Mashirao continued giving her a blank stare. "Aid me with your comprehension as I am still confused."

"When you see them tonight, tell them that a harem exists," she said. "You know they only run on two modes: lust and anger or better yet lust and anger fueled by alcohol. They won't think straight and their pride will override any sense of judgment."

The monkey teen interjected. "You're telling me to get them upset by seeing Izuku in this harem?"

"Correct!" Yuyu said while clapping her hands. "When they strike, we need to strike as well."

"And how is that?"

"Ojiro, Haya-senpai! I'm back! Man, that was a long line. At least the cakes are fresh and hot!"

The blond and the pinkette turned when seeing the invisible friend running to the table holding bags and bags of cake.

"I couldn't decide if I wanted chocolate or vanilla or marbled so I got them all!" She dropped the bags on the table. "There is enough for everyone to have seconds and thirds. Feast and be merry," she said excitedly.

"My, my Tooru-kouhai!" Yuyu opened the bags to pull out the dessert.

"Mashirao-kun, care to partake?" Tooru asked him.

"Sure." The monkey teen smiled, turning to Yuyu who nodded in agreement. Yuyu watched Tooru as she grabbed a knife to cut the cakes into pieces. Mashirao felt his phone buzzing in his pocket. He grabbed the phone and saw a message.

"To be a sensei, you must keep an EYE on everything. After your nightcap with your girlfriends, call me. We need to have a plan to put this to an end!

~Yuyu!"

"How did she do it?" Mashirao questioned himself. However, with women, they knew how to make the impossible possible. It didn't matter as he knew there was an ally beside him. The only issue was to find out about the other mole and what reason they were involved in this.


The couple arrived at the food court, the rest of the way was quiet saved by the usual background noises. Ochako didn't want to pry Izuku about something he obviously wouldn't want to, it's better to let him open up about these things by himself. She only kept a tender hold of her boyfriend's right arm, to let him know that she'll always be there without uttering words.

The emerald rabbit greatly appreciated this, he loved the warm feeling of her body holding onto his arm. It made him feel strong and needed, that with him Ochako is safe and he can tell she feels the same way. There wasn't anything sensual or erotic this time, just a nice, wholesome contact between lovers. It certainly helped him keep his mind off… certain things.

Unfortunately, the mental and emotional reprieve came to an end when Izuku and Ochako saw his mother and his Auntie Kali, sitting by a table and drinking hot cocoa. The emerald teen felt his girlfriend tensing up slightly, he touched her hand and gave her an assuring smile.

Ochako eased up and smiled back at him. She nodded at him, telling him that she was ready.

Izuku nodded back at her before taking a deep breath. And with that the couple went to the table.

"Icchan, Ochako!" Inko said calmly to the couple. "Enjoyed your little outing?"

"Mom, Auntie." Izuku said with a hint of bass in his voice. He released her hand and pressed his hands on the table. "Ochako is my girlfriend. She is near and dear to me. I like…"

Auntie Kali raised her hand, interrupting him. "Look, Icchan. No need for this long-winded speech." She took a sip of her hot cocoa. "Your mother and I will back off from Ochako. For now."

Inko leaned back against her chair, glaring at the couple. "I may accept the fact that she is dating you but it doesn't mean I have to like it."

The emerald boy gripped the table firmly. "That doesn't make any sense. You must accept her. All or nothing!"

"I can accept the fact that she is dating you and could possibly be the mother of my grandchildren," she interjected. "As I've said, I don't like what she is doing to you but I won't force you to change your mind." She glared at him. "I can accept the fact you are dating her. But it doesn't mean I have to like it."

"Your mother and I remain absolute on where we stand," retorted Aunt Kali. "However, the last thing we want to do is make you upset. I may not have to like this arrangement either but you're my nephew and I love you very much!"

Inko then eyed Ochako. "Just because you're dating him doesn't mean I had a change of heart about you. You better watch yourself or else I can find ways to break hearts, both Kali and me."

"And if you break Icchan's heart, you know I will stomp yours into nothingness." Kali said sternly. "Boy, if you thought we were coldhearted, could you imagine what his uncle and father would do?"

"Mom, Auntie, stop it!" Izuku demanded.

Inko crossed her arms. "I've said what I've said and I've made peace with it." She took a sip of her cocoa. "And I'm through."

Kali nodded in approval. "And so am I." The Faunus stood up and Inko followed her. "When you're finished with her, give us a call and we will take you back home. You can say your mother and I aren't finished with this discussion."

"Be sure Ochako gets a ride back to the dorm." Inko chimed in. "It's a good thing I put some money in your account." Inko nodded and left the table. Kali tilted her head and walked away with his mother. Izuku stood there puzzled and perplexed by what he had heard and witnessed.

Ochako had remained utterly quiet, but both of her hands were balled into tight fists to the point of nearly making herself bleed.

"Great… just, great…" Izuku pinched his temple, sighing through his nose. Never in his life he would have thought that his family would disapprove of his significant other. Being in a parent-disapproved relationship was something he would have never expected. He then turned to his girlfriend. "Ochako, I'm so sorry about it." He apologized to her.

The round-faced brunette let out a deep breath. "It's okay, Izuku." She replied calmly.

"Are you sure?" The emerald-haired teen asked again with concern.

"Yes, really." Ochako nodded, grabbing his hand. "Yes, it hurts that your Mom doesn't really approve of me, but it doesn't mean anything about us. You know me and I know, we love each other and that's what matters." She said with an assuring smile.

"I know, it's just…"

"I get it, sweetie. You wanted your family to accept me as one of their own, it meant a lot to you and I know this must hurt you as well. Last thing you wanted was to have such a disagreement with your family."

"Yeah…" Izuku nodded with a sad frown. "At least they respect my decision, it'll have to be enough for now."

"On the bright side, it's hotter and more romantic when parents don't approve of your significant other." Ochako smiled slyly at him.

"Well, that's true, sort of. Maybe in the movies when a proposed happy ending is expected." He blushed a little as he rubbed his cheek. "But I wouldn't like it to stay like that, maybe with time they'll get over this whole deal and accept you properly." He added in a more serious tone. Trying to put his Dad and Uncle to his side might be worth a shot, but they usually tend to listen to their women over him so…

"I hope so." Ochako nodded in agreement.

"Still, I'm worried this might lead to trouble in the future. They said that they'll leave you alone for now. Not to mention what will happen once I tell them about my Warren." He said with a concerned frown. "They would accept me dating you, not nearly ten girls!"

"Right. So much can go wrong when that happens." Ochako nodded in agreement, looking concerned herself. "You told me your Mom doesn't like Hatsume, at all." She added.

"Ugh… Don't remind me." Izuku ran a hand through his hair, recalling the rant his mother went over because of Mei a few weeks back. "Mom would certainly like to have a 'private chat' with Mei. Maybe I should leave her to last." He muttered to himself, knowing full well his mother hasn't changed her mind about the pinkette gadget-maker.

"Too bad not to tell it off the table. They could figure it out on their own." Ochako understands that Izuku doesn't want to hide his Warren forever from his family and other significant people. It would be more stressful trying to hide it for too long after all.

Izuku nodded. "This Warren is a serious relationship to me and thus I'm trying to make it work long-term. As you said, what my family said doesn't have to affect us, but it would be better if they accept this. Auntie and Uncle might be open-minded enough to accept it, but my parents… I honestly have no idea and it's unnerving." He was always worried of what his family would think of him and his Warren, but now that there exists the very real possibility of it being rejected, it caused Deku great unease and dread.

"Right. You would rather not lose them because of us…" She said with an understanding tone.

Izuku's face turned slightly sad as he nodded again. Last thing he wants is to be torn between his family and his Warren and forced to choose. That would be hell…

"C'mon, Ochako. Apparently, the mall is too big for the four of us, let's go." Izuku told her. He took her hand and started walking with her.

"Where are we going?"

"Mom said to take you back to the dorms." He reached into pocket and displayed a set of dangling keys. "She never said how."

Ochako covered her mouth to hide her surprised expression. "No, you didn't!?"

"Funny when you learn a trick or two from your girlfriend about snagging merchandise." Izuku displayed a sheepish grin. "I'm kidding about driving. No way am I going to jail. Let the ladies walk and talk and think about what they said about our love."

"Your mom's gonna kill you!"

He nervously laughed. "I know! A great family reunion story to tell in the future. Hopefully by then, the lumps in my head would have healed."

"The slap heard around the world."

"That was probably what Chris Rock was thinking to himself after Will Smith slapped him." Izuku said to her.

"Nah, his thought was if he was this mad in March, I couldn't imagine how he is in August."

Izuku snorted loudly. "Will was worrying about another man saying his wife's name, it should have been, 'keep another man's d…"

"Izuku, honey. Let's not be too hasty. I said you're funny, not a comedian." A teardrop appeared on Ochako's head.

"You're crafty as a thief, but bereft of humor."

Ochako pushed the back of his neck. "You're going to feel this pressure until August if we don't get out of here. Besides, I am in the mood for legs, thighs, and Greek!"

"And a bib by the sounds of it."

"There will be some ahegao going on tonight, just so you know."

"Did some of Minoru's fumes seep under my bed or something?" A teardrop appeared on his forehead. Then again, some of his girlfriends have been very open about their sexuality ever since the Warren was formed, that's another way to say that they were perverts if he was in the equation.

A few minutes later….

Izuku was heading toward the exit with Ochako as they were waiting for their Uber to arrive. Izuku kept the keys in his pocket and knew it would only be a matter of time before his mother and Aunt Kali would be looking for them. If he could calculate his mother's shopping plus an additional trip to the food court, he had at least three more hours before she noticed anything. Hopefully by then, he would be at Ochako's headquarters at Momo's mother's shopping center. He liked the downstairs couch and wouldn't mind breaking it in a little more.

"Oh, la la!" Ochako's eyes were glued to the shoe store as they were passing by it. "85% off clearance sale? That is practically quarters off the dollar."

"Mother of God!" The boy covered his face. "Can't go one minute without seeing a sale." If it was bad with Ochako, he didn't look forward to doing this with Momo… She sure has a bit of a shopping addiction.

"Hush," retorted the brunette. She grabbed his hands. "Please, please. Just a minute, I promise it wouldn't be very long."

"Said no woman ever!" Izuku rolled his eyes and grabbed his debit card. "A pair!"

The rosy-cheeked brunette pecked him on the cheek. "Be back in two shakes of a lion's tale."

The emerald teen sighed tiredly. "And that shaves off about an hour and a half before Mom finds me." The boy shook his head as he went in search of a bookstore to kill time. "Iida was telling me about this love story of ninjas and how great it was, despite being vulgar in nature. Heck, why not? I am practically practicing the Kama Sutra anyway and I wouldn't mind some leisure reading."

The emerald rabbit was humming a Juice Wrld tune while heading to the bookstore. As he approached the entrance, a few feet away, he recognized Kyouka.

"Hey, Kyouka!" Izuku raised his hand to wave at her. The girl looked at him and her face lit up.

"Oh! Izuku, I-"

…!

BOOM!

…!

Suddenly a loud blast was heard not so far from and the ground trembled, causing the purple-haired girl and plenty of other civilians to fall to the ground due to the sheer force in which the ground trembled, causing them to lose their footing. Glass windows broke and sheetrock came undone from the surroundings, fortunately the structure of the mall held fast overall.

Izuku maintained a solid footing and when the tremor passed, everyone looked forward and saw a large cloud of smoke nearby, very nearby. People cried and panicked and started running the opposite way, plenty crying that it was a Villain attack.

The emerald teen quickly rushed to help his rocker girlfriend, who was on one knee looking stunned at the scene of the explosion. "Kyouka! Are you okay?!" He asked worriedly.

"Yeah, not a scratch." She nodded in response. "Are you okay?"

"I am!" Izuku signed in relief. "Thank goodness." The boy offered her a hand and she gratefully took it and got back on her feet. Their attention was suddenly shifted when they saw a large group of thugs in black formal outfits and black masks covering their faces carrying different sorts of guns.

"Shit, Villains!" Izuku shouted as she and Kyouka got in a defensive stance.

"Hold it right there, you brats!" A few of the armed men aimed at the two of them. However, what the two young Heroes-in-training were focused on were more of those Villains passing by and cowering straggling civilians and taking them away, and causing property damage in the mall and its stores. There were sounds of explosions coming from other parts of the mall and people screaming and asking for help. This was a violent and sudden atack similar to those of terrorism.

"No good!" Izuku thought to himself seeing the situation unfolding before his eyes. "We have to protect the people until Pro Heroes arrive!" Izuku and Kyouka were future Pro Heroes, they faced real life or death situations time and time again, and as such they must put a stop to this mayhem if possible until the Pros arrive. Any second counts.

The boy glanced at Kyouka. She nodded at him with a determined look on her face, wordlessly telling him that she was thinking the same. Izuku nodded back at her, indicating that he was ready. Both of them glanced back at the enemy, ready to fight!

Deku then took off against the enemy at high speeds, activating his Full Cowling at 10%! The armed men only reacted in shock. "Smash!" The emerald-haired young Hero then landed a heavy blow on the abdomen of one of the thugs, sending them flying forwards until crashing hard on a column!

Without missing a beat, Deku kicked another thug hard enough to send them crashing through a kiosk and into a wall!

"You're dead, brat!" The rest then suddenly aimed at him and fired their weapons, however the boy darted around the area at high speeds, avoiding the volley of bullets!

Suddenly the Villains heard a loud blast of sound coming from below their feet, stunning them in place. Kyouka took the chance of the enemies being distracted by Izuku to then shoot one of her jacks to the ground and channel her Heartbeat Fuzz through the ground to stun the enemies in place. It was hard for her to control the sound waves she could produce without her support equipment, but even without them she wasn't going to let Izuku do all the work.

The enemies cried in agony, covering their ears and thus dropping their weapons. Deku then dashed at them, easily taking out several of them while Kyouka took down a few from behind by plugging her jacks into their ears and sending sound waves straight into them, knocking them out cold!

"You're okay, Kyouka?" Izuku asked her, rushing to her.

"Great! I needed a workout," she answered with a smile, giving him a thumbs up.

However, there was little time for celebration for a job well done. Moments later, more thugs filled the pathway where he and Kyouka were standing. He could feel the menacing glares behind the masks. He could smell the sinister intent to destroy.

"I wouldn't celebrate just yet." The emerald teen gripped his fist. "There are more noses for us to wipe."

Kyouka got into a defensive stance again. Many shots were fired, prompting Izuku to pick up the punk girl in his arms and dash away to avoid them. He darted around in high speeds before dashing at the enemies between small openings, reaching them in a matter of seconds and knocking 4 with a spinning kick while Kyouka knocked out two with her jacks.

Deku let the rocker chick down, but then both of them heard shots coming at them, forcing them to take cover behind a nearby column. There were more enemies firing from the upper floor.

"Deku, you go take care of them! I'll look at the civilians!" She told him.

Izuku nodded in understanding. "Be careful out there. And good luck!"

Kyouka displayed a smile. "Who needs luck when there is a clover right in front of me." She winked at the teen before giving a peck on the cheek. "Now, go save some lives and kick some ass!"

Izuku grinned at her and gave her a thumbs-up before going back out there. The enemy fired immediately after the emerald teen.

Kyouka then kneeled on and plugged one of her jacks to the ground. She focused her hearing to try to discern how many enemies there were and how many civilians were captured. "Shit! Can barely hear a thing!" However, all she could hear was a lot of explosion noise, rapid steps, crashing and shooting. It was too hard to try to hear something over all of that noise which caused her ears hurt like hell, but she held firm and focused. She survived Present Mic's screams, she could take this on! "There!" She got up and ran in the same direction she saw the civilians being taken away. She found people not far from there, civilians. But she had to unplug or else she risked making her ears bleed so she could dissent if there were enemies nearby. She couldn't waste any time so she took the risk and went to help.

She stopped. She could hear the sounds of gunfire ricocheting against the walls and the floors. "Oh, shit! Enemies in the front too?" Panicking was the last thing on her mind. Civilians needed to be saved and putting herself in harm's way was part of a hero's job description. Around a corner, she could see civilians, young and old, cowering away behind a wall, lucky for her, there were just two thugs, easy. She moved in quickly and quietly before knocking them both out with her jacks.

"Is everyone okay?!" She then hurried to help the civilians. Luckily no one had any major injuries.

"Oh thank you, thank you so much!" She was thanked by the fearful civilians.

"You're not safe here, go now!" She hurried them and the people did as they were told and ran away from there. Kyouka sighed in relief. It was always satisfactory when beating down bad guys and saving people in need.

She was going to try to give a read of the area again when she heard something being dropped nearby her. "...!" When she turned around she saw that it was a grenade! In the next second a bright light and a blast of sound hit her, causing her to cry in agony before falling to the ground. Her sensitive ears rang and her vision was blurred, but even so she could hear well enough the sounds of steps and a sinister laugh coming closer.

"My my, playing hero, eh little girl? How cute." It was clearly the voice of a Villain.

The sound of a rattling chain distracted her feelings of anguish as she saw an imposing shadow coming closer. In both hands, the Villain was swinging a flail. The sounds of snickering filled the area. "Hehehe! I always did like my girls young and tender."

"You don't say." Kyouka rebutted. "I appreciate your feelings but I'm afraid I will have to decline. I don't like last minute dates." Slowly coming back to her feet.

"Oh! You don't? Accept my apologies!" The thug replied amusingly, displaying the insincerity of the apology. "But I must say, you should give me a try." He crossed his arms while continuined swinging his flails. "You never know when you…" He swung the flail in her direction. She quickly dodged him by pushing back and running backward up the wall. Dust covered the area. "...take on me!"

Kyouka landed on top of a kiosk. The thug continued swinging his flails in a circular motion, as if he was performing a dance. "Lovely! I love them feisty." He smirked as he rushed to the kiosk and with all of his might, struck the kiosk, splintering the entire thing in the process. The purple-haired teen barrel rolled to the ground. The thug continued tossing and swinging his chain, completely missing the teen by only centimeters.

"Sonny Bull wants to run. But Papá Bull wants to walk. Either way, I get what I want." The Villain replied adamantly. He used the weapon to swing at her like a pendulum. The teen crouched to the ground, narrowly missing it. "Not gonna lie, my little Puss in Boots, are you finding this as tantalizing as I am?" He continued throwing his flail at the rocker chick and he continued narrowly dodging and causing significant damage to the surrounding area.

Kyouka was getting exhausted. Making matters worse, she felt one of her ear jacks was cut. She slowly eyed her left one and saw blood dripping from it from a tiny cut. She had been hit and now her left jack was useless. "Shit…!" She cursed under her breath.

"Is someone leaking?" The thug laughed. "Not exactly the spot I would expect but there is always a time and a place for that." He mercilessly tossed the flails in any direction he could hit her. She always rolled every time. A brief reprieve occurred. When she managed to stand, she staggered backward to the ground. Upon discovery, she saw tiny trails of blood seeping down her leg. She had been hit in her right leg. She must have had so much adrenaline that she failed to notice.

"Dammit…!" Kyouka clutched her wounded leg, wincing in pain.

"Aww, did my little puss puss get a boo-boo?~" The thug rubbed the shaft of his flail aggressively, slowly approaching the injured teen with perverse intentions. "Which one should kiss it? Sonny Bull or Papa Bull?"

Kyouka just scowled at him with rage. She couldn't move properly, she was cornered… Still Kyouka, staggerdly, stood up again, refusing to give up.

The Villain chuckled evilly. "I really like it when they resist, it makes it more fun for me!" He dropped one of the flails. He then pulled out a gun from inside his jacket!

"...!"

Then Kyouka felt a shocking sensation coursing through her body before dropping to the ground like a ragdoll, her limbs twitching and making small jumps. She was stunned with a paralyzing pistol. She couldn't move anymore, not even her working jack.

"There, much better." The thug was upon her and Kyouka was utterly defenseless. The thug made strong sniffing sounds. "I take back what I said about you being young and tender." He grinned. "Let's just skip dinner and head straight to dessert, my sweet velvet cake." Kyouka felt the chain of the flail around her injured leg, causing her to scream.

"Mmm~! Scream! Your pain is my pleasure." The unrepentant thug lifted her leg, causing the blood to seep downward. He partially pulled his mask, sticking out his tongue and trailed it from her calf to her ankle. He smacked loudly, giving her the utter disgust that he was viciously enjoying her agony. "Fresh, sticky cherries! My favorite!"

"Stop it, you foul, corrupted pervert!" Kyouka barked at the thug. Trying to force her body to respond, but to no avail.

"Mmm~! Keep talking like that." He came and licked under her leg, leaving heavy remnants of his saliva onto her skin. "It is sexy when a girl describes me. Really enhances my persona."

"Fuck you, you ba-" Kyouka shouted when the thug applied pressure of the chains around her injured leg. She gnashed her teeth, seething in anger and pain.

"On the contrary, my dear. As it isn't you fucking me." The thug raised his mask to where she could see his chapped lips, checkered teeth, and jaded smile. He dropped the other flail and pulled her to where her groin meshed with his. "It is I that will be taking your yummy sticky cherry, my little Puss in Boots! Now, clench your teeth."

"The hell you won't, you detritus bastard!"

Suddenly a large slab of concrete, probably from one of the columns nearby, came flying at the thug from the side, knocking him away from the rocker chick. The enemy hit the ground with a loud thump, however that wasn't the end of it as suddenly some nearby debris suddenly rained down on top of him! The Villain was then left knocked out on the ground, lying below in the debris.

Kyouka was left stunned at this when she heard a familiar voice come quickly at her. "Kyouka! Are you okay?!" The girl forced her head to turn and saw Ochako rushing at her.

"Ochako…" The purple haired girl uttered in relief. The gravity girl helped her upper body up. "Thanks for the save, I was really in a tight spot right there." She thanked her, she slowly felt the paralyzing effect fading.

"Oh God, you're bleeding!" The brunette said concernedly as she checked on her friend, seeing her wounds.

"I'll be fine. Just take that thing off my leg." Kyouka replied, gesturing at her leg. Ochako nodded, quickly unwrapping the chain off her leg. The earphone jack teen winced a little.

Both girls saw that Kyouka's leg was very bloodied up. "I'm gonna make a tourniquet!" Ochako declared. Her wound wasn't too bad, but she did lose a considerable amount of blood. She must stop the bleeding now!

Ochako unbuttoned her blouse and removed it. She tore it in half and wrapped it tightly until it looked like a tourniquet. Placing Kyouka's heel at her thigh. She wrapped the makeshift tourniquet around her leg, tugging it tightly. The rocker winced, but knew Ochako had to stop the bleeding.

"Sorry." The round-faced brunette apologized as she finished wrapping up the makeshift bandage.

"It's cool. Thanks," she said sheepishly.

"Can you manage to stand?" Ochako asked worriedly.

Kyouka tried to move, but her body felt too weak and her leg hurt like hell. "Not really, I'm afraid." Kyouka said.

"I'll help you!" Ochako replied as she used her body strength to help Kyouka up. Upon doing so, the rocker chick yelped. She could see the wobbling of her right leg trying to buckle. But Ochako helped her keep steady.

BOOM!

Ochako heard more explosions ahead of her. The sounds of curdling screams were heard from afar. "We're not safe here. But, you're not in the condition to make any moves either." She scanned around to see if there were any places she could hide Kyouka for the time being. Then, a thought hit her - Izuku!

"When was the last time you saw Izuku?" Ochako asked concernedly.

"Earlier in front of the bookstore." Kyouka answered, hissing from the pain. "We came across each other before the Villains made their move."

"How many did you think you saw?"

"Ten, maybe twenty. They came out of nowhere. All dressed the same."

Hearing that only confirmed her worst fears. They were trapped in a villain attack. Ochako was trying on shoes at the shoe store when she heard the glass shattering from the storefront windows. Ducking behind the bench for cover, she heard gunfire penetrating the walls above her. The gunfire ended quickly as it started. She could barely see as they shot the lights out. Shoppers fled the place and by the time she stepped out, Izuku couldn't be found.

Ochako saw an electronics store in front of her. "Kyouka, let's go! Now!" With all of her muster, she aided Kyouka across the pathway to enter the store. Each step was shaky as she heard her friend's cries. Despite Kyouka's best efforts to endure the pain, sobs filled her voice as the pain was becoming unbearable.

"Hold on! Just a few more steps and we will be there. Don't worry, I'm here to help!" Ochako didn't want to look down as she didn't want to scare her. Blood was seeping through the tourniquet, creating a blood trail on the way to the electronics store.

The girls entered the electronics store, which was in a chaotic disarray. Fallen, destroyed merchandise littered the store. What sounded eerie was the music that continuously played in the store. Ochako knew this may not be the safest place but with the absence of civilians and villains, it would have to do for now until she could get help.

After a few more torturous steps, the girls came to a stop behind a shelf. Ochako slowly and carefully laid Kyouka down on the ground. The punk girl groaned as she sat on the ground, she took deep breaths as the pain continued, praying that it would subside. "I have to level your leg so we could reduce any swelling. Sorry for this." She found a stereo woofer and turned it sideways so that she could prop her leg. When raising the leg, Kyouka cried out.

"Sorry!" Ochako said apologetically.

"It's okay, I'm fine." Kyouka shook her head in denial.

The teen propped it in the best way possible. She wanted to use more clothing to cover the blood but she was one undershirt away from her bra. She hoped she could get help in time or else Kyouka was in trouble for sure.

Ochako peeked her head from around the corner, thankfully the coast was still clear. She then went to check up on her wounded friend. "You'll be okay here?" She asked her.

"Yeah… Thanks, Ochako." Kyouka thanked her.

"No worries, Kyouka. Try not to move that leg," said Ochako with a tiny smile. "Is your phone working?"

"It's not! Screen got smashed in the fight."

"Shit, mine did too!" She dropped her head. "I'm gonna find Deku and get some help. By now, the Heroes should be on their way. Or at least the cops."

"He should have kicked most of their asses by now." Kyouka smirked a little.

"True that, but he could always use a little extra help." Ochako replied, smiling back. "Say, can you use your Quirk to try to find out if there are any enemies or civilians left and Izuku nearby?" She asked her.

"My ears are still ringing, but I'll try." Kyouka then plugged her working jack on the ground, however there was nothing but eerie silence. "There's no one else nearby. The enemies must be far away and so must be Izuku" She said as she focused, but still nothing. If there were more people left it must be out of her range, the mall is a big place after all.

"Alright." Ochako said in understanding before standing up. "We'll be back for you, just sit tight." She didn't want to leave her friend behind, but there was no other choice.

Kyouka nodded in understanding. Ochako started to walk away when Kyouka remembered something.

"Oh, and please look for Tooru and Haya-senpai. They were somewhere in the mall, but I don't know where. Please make sure they're safe." She asked her. She was worried about her invisible friend and the tomboy senpai. A shame none of them couldn't use their phones to try and communicate with them.

"We will!" Ochako nodded before rushing out. It was a relief that the surrounding area was clear. Kyouka remained behind and all she could do was stay quiet, still and wait, keeping her jack to the ground to be on the lookout should someone come nearby.


Shouta hissed loudly as he walked down the stairs leaving Nemuri's apartment complex. The box of chocolates meant for her were smeared on his clothes, the rose petals from the bouquet of flowers stuck onto the chocolate, and if people were to suspect he had urinated on himself, it was due to the $400 bottle of champagne. Apparently, his pants liked it better.

He could hear snickering in the parking lot as Enji was sitting in the driver's seat of Shouta's car hovering over the steering wheel filled with tears. Hizashi was supposed to ride shotgun but instead was busy running errands for Nezu. Enji happened to be in the vicinity and decided to tag along with Eraserhead. Witnessing this was worth the price of admission.

"Case of the spurned lover." Enji reached over to the passenger side door to open for Shouta. The black-haired teacher sat quietly in his seat. His pursed lip and blank expression spoke more volumes than wearing Nemuri's care package. Enji reached over and rubbed some chocolate off Shouta. "Missed a spot," he said as he inserted the remnants in his mouth. "40% cacao." He whistled. "The lad spared no expense!"

Shouta turned, continued to give the so-called #1 Pro Hero an exasperated stare. He then turned to look at the windshield. "Let's get the hell out of here." Whatever the hell happened to Nemuri and Yuu, it was clear that the blue-haired temptress hadn't recovered and the Eraser hero happened to walk in a very bad moment.

"Sure you don't need to stop by the Burn Ward on the way back to UA?" Enji asked while snickering and turned the engine to start the vehicle. These last few days have been stressful for him, he certainly could use such moments of levity and laughter.

Eraserhead didn't reply, knowing using that Enji's wife's "vacation resort" as a side stop would have been a cheap shot. He lowered the window to get some air. Today was definitely one of those days where a cigarette would have been nice. Too bad he was reaching for his 90-day chip.

"So, judging by these wonderful decorations, Nemuri and Yuu are feeling much better." Enji asked with a cheeky grin.

"The slap on the cheek is the Russian way for affection." Shouta replied. "And a foot to my ass is the Belarusian way for respect."

"Sounds like Midnight and Mount Lady to a tee." Enji replied. He could already predict a trip to the bar was the destination. The Pro Hero could use a drink and having a down-on-his-luck drinking buddy wouldn't hurt. He turned once again to see Shouta staring straight ahead. "What are you thinking?"

"They are plotting, unrelated to what we're doing." The Eraser hero said bluntly. "Not sure what it is but whatever it is, it shall be spectacular." Shouta knew the jilted colleague long enough to know that the plan involved the 1-A girls. Shortly after the girls were issued their first punishment, Nemuri couldn't stop talking about it during their 'after-school extracurricular activities.' It did make the encounter awkward but at least she knocked out the kinks out of his back. His pelvis was now another story.

"What gave you that conclusion?" Enji arched an eyebrow.

"That's their MO. You know they have a history of holding grudges."

"They aren't that bad."

"Enji, you're my buddy. You aren't just my buddy, you're also an okay friend."

"Thanks, guy!"

"But do you remember the talk show? It was one click away from being a Jerry Springer episode. The only thing missing was flying chairs, a cheating boyfriend, and Steve." He nodded to himself. "Anyway, it is best to not include them right now. We don't need any further distractions. We have enough Heroes on board that we can plug them in at some point. Especially Nemuri. I need her to focus and keep her head in the game." "And not on some young boy's cock!"

Enji cautiously approached the highway. It wasn't often the Pro Hero drove. Used to be driven by a company car or a limo, driving felt funny to the fiery hero. "You're hellbent serious about what that guy was pitching to us?"

Eraserhead didn't immediately respond. He looked at the sky for a moment. "Unseasonable weather patterns, unable to tell if this is winter or the rainy season." He stopped speaking. Endeavor could tell that this was troubling him as he had never seen Shouta behave aberrantly.

"Ok, so what if the Professor said it was true?" He kept his hand on the steering wheel while using his free hand to articulate. "Let's say that there is imminent danger brewing. C'mon, Shouta. We're Heroes! We know danger. We have dealt with danger. I just can't believe that there is something supernatural beyond us that wants to take over our planet." Even after all the Heroes have learned from the Professor, Enji still has doubts, or rather hope that this wasn't as grave of a situation as it was pictured.

"I want to agree with you. Bad enough to the point that we actually share commonality between each other." Shouta responded in a calmer tone. "I just can't get this out of my head. The signs are there. The Professor spoke much of what we have seen. Then, if what Scruff said is true about the boy, then we could be living in the last days. I know it all sounds like a bunch of fairytale bullshit, but we've seen proof."

"You sound very religious right now." Enji chuckled to him. "Sure we don't need to stop by a temple or a church on the way back?"

"Enji, I am serious." Eraserhead touched his binders. "You don't have to believe in God or any entity to know a thing about intuition. It's an unsinkable feeling that never leaves you. If it remains, it is telling you things."

"Like we are being warned?"

"Bingo!" He grabbed a piece of nicotine gum and put it in his mouth. "The last few meetings have been like the War Room. We know Gran Torino is on board. Obviously, Toshinori is on board. Even Rumi is on board. Nezu vouches for the man but won't go forward until there is a full approval from the 'Board of Directors.'"

Endeavor pinched his temple. "Okay…" He gripped the steering wheel tighter. "Strange phenomenons have been occurring, okay. I'm a skeptic, you know that. I need to believe what I am able to see."

"Not a religious man but I believe in the notion of walking by faith and not by sight."

"What's that supposed to mean?"

"It means what it means. Believing in something that we can't explicitly prove but know it exists."

"That doesn't make any sense, Shouta."

"It doesn't have to make sense. That is why it is called faith." Shouta raised his brow while reaching for another piece of gum. "Scruffy there made a believer out of me after his transformation."

"We are in a land of Quirks! We have had students with bird heads, horns, and rock structures. Not that unique," responded Enji.

"Not trying to argue but since the Professor and Scruff have spoken with us that day, I am saying, pay attention." Shouta said to Enji. "After all, they have been watching the boy. And judging by your conversations you share with your son, so have you."

"How dare you spy into my text messages." The Flame Hero glared at him

"It isn't spying if you leave your phone unlocked and out in the open." Shouta snickered.

"Alright, alright! Shit!" Enji pinched the bridge of his nose. "Let me sleep on it for a couple of days. Fuyumi and I are going to see Rei in the morning. Then, I need to catch up on some paperwork at the agency. Give me Monday and I will have my answer then."

"Sure."

Enji grunted loudly. "Be sure to unlock your wallet when we go to the bar. You're buying!" Enji heard his cell phone ringing. He saw that it was coming from his agency. He immediately answered.

"Endeavor here!"

"What?! When!? On the way!"

Endeavor immediately slammed the brakes, causing Shouta to jerk forward. Thankfully, he was wearing his seatbelt. "Hey, give your passenger some warning, eh."

"Here's my warning - the mall in town is under attack. Villains, swarms of them." Enji said seriously while making an illegal U-turn on the highway. "Ready to get down with the No.1 Hero?!"

Shouta shrugged his shoulders. "Hell, why not? I didn't hear anything on the radio chatter about anything serious. Might be a small-time Villain anyway. Let's go!"

The Flame Hero punched the accelerator as they were heading to the mall. As they continued driving, the thoughts of what the Professor was telling them were definitely at the front of their mind.


Izuku landed on the ground after taking down a group of more armed thugs with ease. He had found several civilians and quickly saved them and ushered them out. "The Heroes and the Police should be here any moment now. Still I have to hold on until then and make sure there aren't any more people in danger."

It was then that he felt his phone vibrating in his pocket. Lucky for him it wasn't damaged during the battles he had. "Mom!" It was his mother calling him, with the whole situation he had forgotten that his mother and auntie were still at the mall. The boy swiftly picked up.

"Izuku! Thank God you finally picked up! Are you okay?!" His mother shouted from the other end of the line, causing him to wince slightly.

"Yeah, Mom. I'm just fine! What about you and Auntie? Are you alright?" He asked worriedly. Yes, hearing from his Mom was an obvious telltale sign that she was fine, but he still needed to hear it from her.

"Where are you?!" Inko asked in a demanding, yet worried tone.

"Mom, I am fine. Where are you?"

"In the parking garage. We walked back there to find some comfortable shoes for Kali. When we approached the area, we heard explosions." Inko informed the teen.

Izuku was relieved that his mother and aunt were out of harm's way. He held the phone tightly. "Mom, are there any police?"

"They are surrounding the area as we speak. We can't even go back for you. Where are you, Icchan?"

"Don't worry about me, Mom," he said assuringly. "I'm safe. Just know that." Yes, his Mom most likely is aware that he is fighting the Villains, but it was better to not tell her right now and have a panic attack. It was enough to let her know that he is safe.

"Whatever they are asking or demanding, do what you have to do to protect yourself," she told her son.

At this point, the sixteen-year-old wasn't even sure what was the motive behind the attack. He was hiding behind a counter at a jewelry store. The fighting between him and the Villains escalated to the point where he heard the popping of bones whenever he attacked them. Support beams, railings, and any infrastructure were destroyed in the process. Surprisingly enough, he managed to talk on the phone while hearing the blaring of the alarm going off outside of the store.

"Inko, listen to this…"

A pregnant pause filled the silence between him and his mother. He jerked his head when hearing more explosions coming from outside. The sound of shattering glass and crackling rubble were being heard. "Who are these people? What do they want?" No identification, no cause, nothing indicating any group that he had heard or recognized. He already knew that terrorism was the primary cause and attacks amongst civilians were commonplace. However, people like Dabi or Gentle Criminal normally display their motives in order to fulfill their own desires, or wanting to hear themselves talk.

"What's even stranger was that these attackers mostly used firearms, not Quirks. So, was it a criminal group composed of Quirkless people? …it could be possible, all things considered." Izuku knew better than anyone that the life of a Quirkless person in this superhuman society wasn't easy. And certainly that there would be people frustrated with such inequality, being talked down about what one can or can't do and the preference towards those who have Quirks. Izuku could understand if there were Quirkless people fed up with this society and want it to change it by force, after all, there he faced Villains that wanted to tear it down as well.

"Hello? Icchan, baby?!"

"Yes?!" He shouted before immediately silencing himself. He knew the Villains hadn't stopped and had been going from store to store in search of any hidden civilians. Hiding in the jewelry store was due to his depleted energy from the constant fighting against a lot of enemies. A second wind was needed but he knew this temporary solace was only for a short while, at the very least he is unschated.

"Auntie has been listening to the news and they said that the mall is surrounded by the police." Inko told her son. "Hold on, baby, I am going to have Auntie put her phone next to you so you can hear."

Izuku waited for a moment until he could hear Auntie's cell phone to hear the live coverage of the situation.

"...moments ago, explosions and sounds of gunfire rang through the mall less than an hour ago. Musutafu police and SWAT have surrounded the mall after receiving word that this was an alleged Villain attack…"

Inko pulled the phone away from her phone so she could speak with her son. "Baby, just stay put and don't make a sound. The last thing you want to do is make yourself a target."

"I won't, Mom. Just stay safe, okay?" It was good news, it meant that Heroes would soon arrive and put a stop to this madness. Izuku just had to hold on for a little longer.

"I won't leave until you're back here with me, Icchan."

Izuku was going to speak further but didn't get a chance when he heard the sounds of bullets break through the windows of the storefront. He hung up the phone. The last thing he wanted to do was to hear his mother's horrid screams and alert someone that he was in the room.

Bullets ricocheted and pounced throughout the store, plummeting against the walls and any glass. Izuku lied flat on the floor, being still and silent as he had to hear the putrid laughs of the Villains as they destroyed everything in their sight.

"Ain't no point tryin' to hide. We will find ya!"

"Check everywhere to see if anyone is hiding."

"Grab 'em and take 'em. Boss says no casualties. At least…for now!"

"Yeah! Boss says if you find that bunny bastard, blow his brains out."

"Not until we show him as an example in front of the others if they wanna play hero."

"I don't give a damn what Boss says. I wanna see the inside of his head."

Sounds of crackling footsteps were approaching the counter. Tiny droplets of sweat created a tiny pool below his head on the carpet. He was drenched, cool to the feeling of his sticky clothes. He took slow, strong breaths. The last thing he needed to do was alert the Villains. He could hear them, sense them - he was surrounded!

"Space Unicorns~!"

As if life went into slow motion, his girlfriend's customized ringtone on his cell phone went off. He felt his heart wanting to stretch and tear. Snickering noises came from the Villains when they found out that they had a hostage to seize. Guns were drawn, locked and loaded.

"What's hiding in door number one…huh?"

The masked Villain looked at Izuku with a surprised expression. Izuku laid on his back, gripping his hand around the handle of a semi-automatic pistol.

"What the…?!" The Villain responded shockingly.

"Boom, baby!" Izuku carried a wayward smile. What the Villain didn't see was that in his other hand, the teen had a canister. The emerald bunny tossed the can and in mid-air, fired the gun.

BOOM!

Smoke filled the area and the Villains were thrown out of the store by the shockwave of the blast. Izuku stumbled out of the store, coughing. His clothes and body blackened due to the smoke. He was dazed and his rabbit ears ringing, but for the most part he was fine thanks to activating his Quirk at 15% to enhance his endurance, coupled with the fact that he was used to being at the receiving end of Kacchan's explosions, prevented him from suffering major injuries.

Izuku was lucky that in his pocket he had a gun he snagged from one of the Villains, but forgot to throw it out as he took it mid-fight and forgot for a moment he had a pocket it, good thing he was decent at shooting games at the arcade. He certainly took a risk throwing a gas canister in the air and shooting to blow it up. Why would a jewelry store need a gas canister anyway?

Regardless, it worked out and with almost no injury at all, just some tiny burn scrapes. The boy dusted himself off after taking a few moments to breath fresh air. "That was a close one, at least it was a blast, heh." He chuckled a bit to himself. He then saw that the enemies were out cold on the ground.

The emerald teen then walked away from the area and looked for another hiding spot. Thankfully he didn't have to walk far as he saw the restrooms. After quickly making sure they were empty, he entered the men's bathroom and sat on the ground, letting out a sigh. After tanking a gas explosion, he now really needed to take a break, if only for a few minutes.

He went into the stall and closed it tightly. Unusually desperate, he scooped a handful of water from the toilet and doused his face. He applied water to his face a few times to remove any smoke or dust he got from his face, he could have just used the sink, but any noise could risk exposing himself. After that, he sat on the toilet and needed to think. "Put your thinking cap on. Mom and Auntie are safe. Ochako and Kyouka are somewhere but don't know where." It was safe to say that if Ochako had reached him, then she was somewhere safe. He knew his woman, always prepared for the worst. She was also tough as nails, she could easily manage some thugs on her own. He also hoped that Kyouka was okay and that she helped whatever people in need she could find. Kyouka was tough as well, but on the lower end in terms of physical prowess, so hopefully she resorted to sleath and keeping her head low. Maybe the two of them ran into each other, that would be ideal. He plans to look for them when he has the chance.

The gunfire has subsided. He knew it wasn't a ceasefire. By now, the Villains were probably taking inventory on their hostages and dealing with negotiation tactics with the police.

He grabbed his cell phone and clicked on the local news app. Upon viewing it, he saw the breaking news of the current situation at the mall. Rows and rows of police cars, ambulances, and tactical units surrounded the mall with guns drawn and ready for whatever. He muted the live news coverage without alerting any others. He could see the cameraman focusing on the front of the mall.

He watched live as he could see several men at the entrance with automatic rifles around their shoulders. He saw several civilians, men, women, and children tied and gagged at the front with guns pointing at them. He clenched his phone a little harder, a frown of indignation and frustration at such lowly cowardice from the Villains, trash like them always resorting to such dirty tactics.

He continued watching the masked villains parading and taunting the helpless civilians by pointing their weapons at the children or pressing the butt of their weapon against a defenseless elder. A few of the villains scrawled some lettering on the windows by using a tube of paint. Izuku focused on the message they were sending.

"You have what we lost! The Unspoken Heard will no longer be silenced!"

"Democracy is ours!"

"Freedom from oppression is now!"

"End the treaty! End the treaty!"

"Death to the Four Kingdoms!"

Izuku heard a crackling from the intercom. He heard someone tapping a microphone. Moments later, he heard someone speak.

"What is my name? It matters not! What you guys have, we have lost. Ladies and gentlemen, what you are witnessing is a glorious revolution, for we call the future. We, the Unspoken Heard, have had enough of the oppression our government is doing to us. How can they help the Remnant people when they can't even help our own government? It starts here in Japan and soon it will spread like a disease through the globe, to each government of our planet! Remnant and its kingdoms are a parasite that leeches off from us, their people pouring into our countries, their own governments incompetent and incapable of dealing with their own troubles and taking care of their own people! They want us to clean up their messes for nothing in return! Damn them and their Mistrali ways. All of them: Vacuo, Atlas, Vale! Damn them all to hell!

Our lovely hostages here will serve as collateral to you. If you value their lives, then follow our demands. We want the Japanese government to cease ties with the Four Kingdoms. Every hour our demands aren't met, then someone is gonna die for your precious country. The four kingdoms plus one earth makes five. So, the second hour, it will come down to five. And the third, ten. And the fourth, well you know how it will go. So, make a choice: the treaty or your citizens? The choice is yours!"

The emerald boy nearly dropped his phone after hearing the "Boss'" threats. He was reeling in anger, incandescent with rage that innocent lives were going to be taken away from these thugs. He couldn't just hide while there were people in mortal danger by demented criminals, he had to do something! His very soul was demanding that he stand up and act!

He remembered what All Might once said to him: 'Meddling in things you shouldn't is the essence of being a Hero'. As a Hero-in-training, he was compelled to act even if it was dangerous, it was his nature. It was that which even Stain himself acknowledged as what made him worthy of being a true Hero in the future.

Deku stood up with fiery determination in his eyes. One for All activating, his body glowing, his emerald eyes lighting up, bolts of green electricity sparkling through his body.

He dashed out of the bathroom, braving whatever he had to face out there. Regardless of what happens to him, he will find this ''Boss'', bring him down and save the hostages!

To be Continued…

SS: Oh baby, things are getting a little darker here, huh? Well, get used to it! For those who know my other work, know that things can get dark. More so now that I'm working with BD here, who has gone pretty dark plenty of times. In short: Things can and WILL get a lot darker, in Season 2 most of all, so get ready for a Mad Banquette of Darkness and Revelry in the Dark!

BD: A wild journey and we are just getting started. The twist and turns of this story shows our creativity and the direction we want our story to be.

SS: Everyone knows that this AU is more than just a harem story with soap opera drama. This is an adventure with all sorts of emotions and themes, sometimes the characters will laugh, other times they will cry. We seek to strike a balance between the light and dark, between the seriousness and lighthearted moments, between the hilarious and heartbreak. It won't be perfect, but we're doing our best and we're honest to ourselves. I hope you stayed with us as we dive deeper into the darkness of this rabbit hole.

BD: Stay tuned for more as we dive deeper into this. May God bless you and strive and prosper. As always, team Greenshade!

SS: And May your hearts be your guiding keys!