Izuku was incredibly comfortable as he slept, the first time in so long that he wasn't waking up sore or tired. Even with the Wild Wild Pussycats, he sometimes felt drained especially after a very vigorous day of exercise and a night of intimate passion. But in this moment, the way he felt was unlike any other time he could recall.

"My prince, it is time to get up," someone whispered in his ear. Groaning Izuku tightened his grip on whatever was in his arms, he heard a soft squeak but the softness that was pressing into him was too good to let go of.

"Five more minutes," he said tiredly. However he could feel whatever it was he was holding shift and squirm, trying to escape. "Mmm, stop it," he mumbled giving the thing in his grasp a soft swat on something that was soft and jiggly, this made whatever he was holding in his arms stop moving. A soft smile formed on his lips as he started to drift off.

His eyes snapped open when he heard his name. "Oh Izuku," Ms. Midnight moaned as she wrapped her arms around the prince letting him cradle her body to him even as his strong hands were kneading her generous backside. She had started to grind her pelvis on his thigh when with a startled screech he flung himself onto the floor. "Don't stop now," Ms. Midnight purred at the prince while she slowly crawled forward to peek at Izuku who was laying on the floor.

"When did… oh right," Izuku had been puzzled until the last night came back to him, how Ms. Midnight stayed in his room rather than leaving. "I'm so sorry for groping you Ms. Midnight," Izuku apologized to his teacher for his boldness then stood up and turned around to hide his morning wood from the woman, he assumed she wouldn't like to see that first thing in the morning.

He had expected to hear her gathering her belongings before leaving his room until he felt a pair of arms tenderly wrap across his chest and slinked way downward tenderly rubbing his bare stomach. "Sorry for what?" she whispered in his ear causing Izuku's face to turn an impressive shade of red. "Taking what you wanted. Admit it, you were prepared to make me yours weren't you," her husky voice making Izuku's knees weak. Ms. Midnight's tongue graced the side of his neck as her hands made their way into his pajama pants, where she wrapped them around his quickly hardening shaft.

Izuku, try as he might, was unable to hold back the entirety of the moan when the busty woman's soft hands began to slowly stroke him. "M-Ms. Midnight," he turned his head to see her smiling face. "What are you-" He started to ask before his hips bucked as she pumped him hard for a good few seconds.

"Good little princes get good little rewards, naughty big princes get naughty big rewards," taking one of his earlobes between her teeth and softly biting him. Ms. Midnight frantically increased the speed of her strokes and she could feel his cock throbbing in her hands as she jerked off the prince. "Are you going to cum soon?" she asked, her voice barely audible.

Izuku started to nod as he felt ready to pop at a moment's notice. Ms. Midnight giggled in his ear at that. "Do you want to spill your seed all over my hand? Do you want to release?" she continued to tease as Izuku nodded again, this time more vigorously. "Tell me what you want my prince, command me like I'm your slave."

"Please, make me cum Ms. Midnight," Izuku groaned as he was seconds away from ejaculation.

"Mmm," she hummed in his ear before her hands suddenly stopped. "No." she said, releasing her grip on his penis and pulling away from him.

Izuku froze for a moment unable to comprehend what she just did. "Wha-what?!" he said in confusion as he could feel himself on the cusp of release and yet it was taken from him.

Ms. Midnight walked forward, her hips swaying seductively with each step. "I'm not going to do it," she looked over her shoulder at the stunned prince. "I'm not your slave and I won't allow you to order me to do something I don't want to." Turning the words he had said to her last night against him. She bent over to pick up her shirt off the floor and made sure to shake her ass invitingly as she did so.

Izuku's first instinct was screaming at him to find release and the exposed backside of the incredibly sexy woman in front of him looked more appetizing than anything else on the planet. He wanted to just lunge forward and pin the woman to his floor and pound every ounce of his seed into her. He wanted to paint her insides white with his cum. But he couldn't move an inch, he wouldn't. Izuku had sworn to himself that he wouldn't use his position to abuse others, and if he threw it all away because he was horny, what would that make him.

Even as he clenched his fists to maintain some control, his throbbing erection demanded he do something. "Are you not going to take care of that, I heard it can be bad if you leave it that way." Ms. Midnight snickered as she pulled up her pants making sure to bounce and wiggle far more than was necessary to get them on.

"I'll be fine," Izuku growled out a reply while he took long meditating breaths.

"Oh I have to be at work soon," Ms. Midnight stepped towards the door before turning around and approaching Izuku again, she had to stop herself from laughing as she saw a hopeful look appear on his face. Leaning forward just inches away from the prince, she gave him a devilish grin. "I'll be back later tonight to help you again," trailing her hand up his shaft just as he had begun to deflate, causing it to come back with a vengeance, and she couldn't stop her cackle as she left Izuku flustered and in need of release.

As soon as the door shut Izuku screamed out a particular four letter word at the top of his lungs.

"Jeez you okay?" Jirou gulped nervously as she had ended up walking next to his highness on the way over from the dorms. She found it kind of terrifying that the Prince looked like he was going to kill someone this early in the morning and was hoping that his ire wouldn't be directed at her.

Stopping himself from unfairly unleashing his anger on the innocent girl next to him, Izuku took a deep breath. "It's fine I'm just a bit, I dunno, pent up." Izuku said, trying to avoid blurting out that he had been blue-balled by his teacher. "Hopefully we have something today to work out any excess energy." Practically praying that one of his lessons would involve him doing some hard physical activity.

"Oh yeah, I guess that makes sense," Jirou nodded agreeing that for a school that taught students how to be soldiers for All for One, there was a lack of anything close to action on the first day, but she wasn't that disappointed as it was again, the first day. These things had an order to them.

Izuku took one piece of solace that day as Present Mic had walked in with a limp that he didn't have the previous day. Izuku chuckled to himself, earning him a glare from his teacher. "You shouldn't have asked," Izuku shrugged as he figured that the vile temptress that was Ms. Midnight wasn't joking about dick kickings.

The class had no idea what that interaction was about but the smug look on the prince's face and the one of pure hatred on their teacher's told them not to get involved.

However nothing could beat the smug smile on Ms. Midnight's face as she very energetically lectured the class on art history. She took glances when she could at Izuku when no one was looking and sent him a wink. 'That…' Izuku bit back a swear as he knew she was teasing him. Izuku felt like that lesson was hell as all he could think about was what she had done to him that morning and how she left him.

Lunch this day was to Izuku's surprise different from the previous one, instead of it just being Momo who joined in a place next to him, that girl from earlier in the morning, Kacchan and another boy with white and red hair sat themselves around the table. "Hello," he kindly greeted the people who occupied the other chairs.

"Sup," Jirou nodded her head at the prince. Jirou figured that the Prince was a pretty chill kid so it wouldn't hurt to hang around him from time to time.

"Fuck you," Bakugou sharply said as he bit into his lunch.

"I am here to serve," Todoroki stated, causing Izuku to stop eating his food and set it off to the side.

"One of these things is not like the other," Izuku sang in his head. "So, what's up with that greeting?" Izuku casually asked as he rested his chin on his palms.

"Your highness, my name is Todoroki Shoto, my father is the number one ranked soldier in your father's army, it is my duty to serve and protect you," Todoroki flatly said as if he had rehearsed those words time and time again in preparation for this moment.

Taking a deep breath Izuku closed his eyes. "No you really don't have to" Izuku informed the boy, hoping to dispel these notions of his.

"I do, it is my duty, what I was made for," Todoroki replied.

Intertwining his fingers and blinking away the feelings he was having, Izuku put on a polite smile. "Would you please elaborate on that?" Hoping to figure out what the hell that comment meant.

"My father Endeavor knew he was the best soldier in your father's employ but he was aware that a stronger one could be bred. My mother was carefully selected out of other potentials and after a few test children, I was deemed a success and have been sent to U.A. so that I can be capable of providing you with the best help available." Todoroki explained to his prince a shortened version of his life story.

Turning to Bakugou who looked just as stunned as the rest of the table. "See Bakugou, this is why I don't like blind devotion, things get weird then and now I have to figure out what to do with this new information."

"Okay, maybe you have a point." Bakugou conceded that he had always figured that people worshiping him would be great but this was an extreme he hadn't considered people would go to.

"How about after today we have a talk about what duties you think you need to do for me?" Putting his hand on the other teen's shoulder. "Would that work for you Todoroki?"

The boy nodded even as he kept his gaze on the table he was sitting at, not wanting to see if his prince was angry with him or not, or how his father would take this dismissal.

Izuku was grateful he managed to get through lunch without any more awkwardness, even if Jirou would snicker at him, actually that made it better since it showed that at least one person in his class wasn't walking on complete eggshells around him besides Bakugou.

"Now we begin our last lesson of the day, Foundational Combat Skills." Aizawa said to the class that was eager to begin some actual fighting. "So inside these cases," pushing a button on a remote that caused the wall to open up. "Are the suits you have sent in designs for."

Izuku had spent far longer on designing his suit than he likely should have, but he didn't want to get it wrong. Part of the issue was he wanted to avoid showcasing that he was The Prince, but he also didn't want to completely remove it, because that was a part of who he was. He wasn't sure if simple would work but he had a suit in a similar shade to his hair color and the black lines were there to make it not a singular flat color.

Aizawa was standing next to a tall man with blonde hair that Izuku recognized as the intern from his acceptance video. "This is Mr. Yagi, he's interning here as he works to get his degree in physical training, he will be designing lessons with the intent of strengthening all your muscles as well as your quirks," Aizawa said as he looked over his students who nodded along with him.

The students quickly found themselves split up into teams so they could be faced off against each other. "Um," Uraraka meekly said as she stood next to Prince Izuku. "Isn't this dangerous?" The intent of the lesson didn't seem all that safe to her, not with one kid who made large explosions and she was worried about how this was supposed to go with the prince on her team. She didn't know if she was supposed to listen to his plan, offer her own suggestions or what.

"I mean, Bakugou can be kind of a dick, but he's not crazy or anything," Izuku shrugged. "Just don't take a direct hit and you shouldn't get seriously injured." Offering that as the best possible advice when confronting someone whose quirk was all about blowing things up.

Upstairs an almost identical conversation was happening. "I don't know, it feels like attacking his highness would be a bad idea," Iida admitted about being nervous about engaging in direct combat with the prince. This was just a lesson and shouldn't be an issue, but the act of attacking a member of the royal family was something he wasn't sure he could commit to.

"Fucking seriously!" Katsuki swore loudly at his teammate's concern. "I'll do it then, since you're such a pussy." Grumbling as he knew his partner was pretty much useless. "Ready or not Deku here I come," Katsuki shouted as he stormed out of the room and went looking for Izuku.

"Well you heard him." Izuku shrugged as he could hear the explosions Bakugou was making getting closer. "Okay, new plan, I'll fight him you take on Iida," Izuku nodded as Bakugou flung himself around the corner and decked Izuku in the face, making him stumble back. Uraraka was slightly relieved to not have to get in the middle of their fight so she hurried off to find the other "villain".

In the tent that was used to observe those who were currently taking part in the activity, the students were a bit speechless. "I mean, I get that we're supposed to deal with combat but…" Kirishima trailed off as he wasn't sure how to verbalize how he thought they weren't actually meant to attack Prince Izuku.

"I get what you mean, I'm just glad it's not me out there," Hagakure chuckled nervously. "I don't think I could have taken a swing at his highness."

"He is another student here so we have to treat him as if he was just like one of us," Mina suggested, not really believing that herself, because at the end of the day none of the other students had literal legal authority over them all because he was the son of the ruler of the world.

While the students discussed this philosophical conundrum between themselves, Izuku and Katsuki were still in the throws of combat.

"You seem to be enjoying yourself," Izuku smirked as he saw the sadistic glee in Katsuki's eyes as he fired off explosions hoping to catch Izuku in them.

Katsuki let out a laugh as he slugged Izuku in the chin. "Are you kidding, I have free reign to put your royal entitled ass in the ground, of course I'm going to take it."

"Well, I'm actually kind of glad it's you then, I'd hate to have everyone else too scared to do anything to me and then just let me win." Izuku agreed somewhat with the sentiment.

"That's because they're a bunch of pussies, just because you're the brat of All for One everyone walks around on eggshells around you," Katsuki sneered as Izuku planted his knee in his gut. He'd never known Izuku to be much of a fighter, mostly because no one was stupid enough to attack him, but he was genuinely surprised to find a halfway decent combatant. Katsuki realized those months Izuku spent away from school must have been to get him trained up. "But I'm not like them, I know you hate this royal crap."

"Sometimes yeah," Izuku agreed as he was blown into another room. With a wheeze he got back to his feet. "You remember the one time I forgot a pencil?"

"Pfft the way that the teacher just threw out our midterm exam," Katsuki chuckled as he very much remembered the day that the important test was cancelled. He'd studied like crazy to get the top score in the class and when it was just tossed aside it infuriated him.

Izuku shook his head. "It was ridiculous I would have been fine borrowing a pencil from another student. I'm just really hoping that U.A.'s not like Aldera." sighing as he was already getting mixed feelings about some of this place. On the one hand he was in a place with the potential to learn so much, but on the other hand he wasn't sure he could escape the shadow that his parents cast.

"Suck it up, at least with me around, you know I'll always kick your ass." Katsuki smirked as he detonated his wrist gauntlet at Izuku. The force of the explosion tore through the building, leaving Izuku with very few options. Taking in a deep breath he activated his own quirk and a torrent of flame bloomed in the room, colliding with the explosion. The blast could be heard for miles when the two attacks met, the cameras were obscured and the headsets couldn't get anything more than static afterwards.

"Fuck!" Aizawa shouted in frustration because he realized that those two idiots might have just killed each other with such a devastating reaction between their quirks. He slammed down his headset and started to head towards the building hoping that he could at least retrieve decent enough looking corpses.

"Holy shit..." Katsuki coughed out some dirt from his lungs. "Your dad gave you one hell of a quirk didn't he?" looking at the carnage that their quirks meeting head to head had caused.

"Yup." Izuku smirked. "Called it Dragon Fire or something." he rolled over so he could push himself up off the floor. "Don't know where he got it from or more accurately who he got it from."

Katsuki stretched out his soreness as he looked at the blown up room one last time. "Well I'm pretty sure we got in trouble for this," he proudly said as it wouldn't make sense not to be proud of yourself after you absolutely destroyed a room, you were already going to get scolded for it, so might as well take some joy in what you did.

"Oh yeah." Izuku started to laugh at the devastation they had caused, his parents would not be impressed with him and his friend nearly leveling a building. "So we need to get our stories straight," Izuku said as he knew there was only one way out of this. Blame everyone else.

"Iida did it!"

"Uraraka did it!"

The two quickly declared before running out of the room so they would be gone by the time their teacher could get there to give them detention or something.

When Aizawa returned to the tent he glared at the two teenagers who were sitting in the back of the tent innocently whistling, even as they were covered in soot and rubble. "Oh you two are just going to make my job so easy aren't you?" He sarcastically said as he turned to the next group to begin their run through the lesson.

With the day over, the students changed back into their uniform and headed towards the dorms. "Wow, that was a great lesson," Mina said happily while she walked with the large group of people along the path away from the main building.

"Maybe for you, I think my feet are still frozen from Todoroki's quirk," Hagakure complained because the bicolored haired boy froze the entire building they were in and stuck her to the ground.

"It's crazy how strong some of our classmates' quirks are though," Jirou commented, twirling one of her plugs around her finger while thinking about the lessons they had together.

"Oh yeah," Kirishima said in agreement with his classmate's statement. "I'm actually really excited to go head to head against them too." He emphasized this by pounding his hardened fists together.

Izuku meanwhile was sitting in a room with Todoroki. "Okay, I need you to explain to me a bit more about yourself," This seemed like as good a place as any to start for Izuku to get to know the other boy.

Author's Notes: I had intended this chapter to last a bit longer but no conversation I had between the two sounded natural and it just kept getting worse each time I attempted to fix it. So I gave up on the story for a little while. But now I'm back and if I do address this conversation it will likely be done in flashback form to be easier.