I don't own MHA (sorry about the wait I had mild writer's block)

Hakegure had stolen the plans for the sports festival; well not stolen but copied. Apparently, it had been easy to sneak into the teachers lounge and copy the already printed plans without anyone noticing. Iida had immediately rejected the idea of using the documents leading to the current argument between him and Momo of all people. Shifting nervously Izuku resisted the urge to speak up as Asui took Iida's side. It was only the four of them currently in what Kaminari had doubled the planning room; in all honesty she'd rather be anywhere else right now. Like outside where the others were having mock battles and working on their quirks. Worse was that Frost was napping and leaving her to deal with everything on her own; not that she blamed her other half, if she switch places she would.

In truth using the stolen plans did feel like cheating but wasn't information gathering an essential part of being a hero? On one hand, this would help them win but on the other, it was an underhanded trick. She should probably be against this but all she could do was remember Monoma's words about how weak she was. The urge to prove him wrong at any cost was almost overwhelming. Gripping her dark green sweatpants tightly she tried to ignore how much it hurt to hear him insult her; she'd thought he was her friend. Was he just tricking her this entire time?

"Midoriya what do you think," Iida asked breaking her out of her thoughts. Honestly, she was thinking that they should let someone other than her make the decision.

"I think that using the plans would be for the best," she said softly as an explosion sounded outside. She didn't even twitch; Katsuki had just found a sparring partner.

"But it wouldn't be fair would it," Asui argued unknowingly striking a chord with Izuku.

"What was fair about Mineta dying because we were stupid unprepared kids? Where was the fairness when Monoma tried to break us down emotionally? Fair doesn't exist, Tsu," Izuku stated coldly causing the other three to flinch. Feeling her anger fade at the action, Izuku sighed and ran a hand through her hair. Looking away from them she said, "Sorry, I don't know what came over me."

Iida frowned but acknowledged that she had a point. He doubted any villains would play fair and it seemed that their own peers had no intention of doing so either. Watching Izuku turn away from him toward the door he shared a look with Asui. While their classmate's self-blame had faded after their class talk there were still times when she seemed to hate herself for being weak; for allowing Mineta to die. He didn't truly blame her, but he did wish she would let him try to help her. If there was one thing about Midoriya that was true it was that she held grudges.

"I agree," Momo stated spinning a knife between her fingers. Tokoyami had told her it would help with dexterity; plus, Jirou though it was amazing.

"Fine, we'll use these plans on the condition that we don't sabotage each other," Iida stated while Asui frowned but nodded in agreement. She could tell when she was beaten. Seeing a small smile flash across Izuku's face Asui sighed. Maybe it was worth it if they won.

"Well, I'm going to check on the others," Izuku stated as she stood. Rushing from the room before they could stop her, Izuku didn't notice the look shared between the other three. Exiting the house to the sight of Katsuki sparring against Todoroki she raised an eyebrow. Seeing the expression Kaminari grinned at her.

Feeling Frost stir she sighed before moving over to stand beside the blonde. For some reason, Frost had decided to latch onto the boy not that she blamed her. Kaminari was essentially a puppy in human form. Allowing the boy to pull her into a one-sided hug she turned her attention to the spar rather than the boy who was now playing with her hair.

Relaxing against him she watched as the two fought. They were equally matched although both were holding back so not to destroy Momo's backyard. Plus, it was a spar and Katsuki knew how to hold back even when it seemed like he didn't. Humming softly, she watched Katsuki dodge Todoroki's ice and rush into the other boy's guard. Seeing Todoroki's eyes widen in surprise she tensed as Katsuki set off an explosion. It was the way Katsuki backed off almost immediately that told her something was wrong.

He didn't move fast enough. His ribs protested as he tried to dodge Bakugo's explosion causing him to flinch for just an instant. It was just enough time for the blonde's hand to slam into his side and send him sprawling. Worse was that while the attack hadn't even scraped his skin it had destroyed the side of his shirt revealing his still healing bruises to his classmates. Hearing Uraraka's shocked gasp he froze shame coloring his eyes as he looked down at the ground. Feeling their gazes burning into his skin he flinched when Bakugou growled.

Eyes flashing Katsuki glanced at Izu as she stared at the other boy. She was shaking as her mind effortlessly connected the dots the exact same way that his own had. The rest of their class wasn't doing any better until Todoroki snapped out of his stupor. Flinching the boy rushed back into the house intending to hide. Almost snarling Katsuki snapped at the others that it wasn't a show as Izu followed the other boy into the house.

She found Todoroki in the living room simply staring at the floor. The realization of what those marks could mean and the knowledge that he was hurt was enough to make her blood boil although she hid it well. Swallowing back her emotions she shifted nervously.

"You okay," she asked watching him stare down at his hand. Instead of answering he raised a hand to cover the scar on his face. Gripping the doorframe, she hesitated for a moment before entering the room slowly. Taking a seat on the coffee table across from him she frowned at the dazed expression coloring his face. The question did, however, get his attention and he sent her a one-eyed stare. Realizing how foolish the question had been she twitched.

"Right stupid question, "she admitted. Watching him return to staring at the floor she wondered how she could gain his attention or take his mind off his father. The only real option was to tell him something that he could relate too but she didn't really know that much about Todoroki. Shifting nervously as she thought of something to connect them, she steeled herself before saying, "I wasn't okay either."

She almost cursed when he had no reaction to her statement. Hearing Frost growl she sighed before running a hand through her hair.

"As you've noticed I have a second form of my quirk; her name is Frost she's like a split personality," she said. Feeling the amusement of her other half she allowed a small smile to appear on her face as she told him, "She sealed some of my childhood memories to protect me from the strain of having them."

Finally glancing up at her; Todoroki realized what she wasn't saying. Cold understanding caused him to feel sick. It was however nice to know that he hadn't been imagining her personality switches. Searching her eyes for anything to tell him he was wrong he noticed the golden flecks in her green eyes. They were small and most people wouldn't notice them but for him, they were easy to see.

"How bad," he asked softly. He wanted to know if it was worse than his. If her memories made her feel like she was nothing but a tool. Seeing a spark of gold flash across her eyes he was mesmerized by her bitter laugh.

"No one wants a quirkless daughter," she whispered once she'd regained control of her emotions. Frost was snarling even now, and she knew her other half would rather rant and rave than forgive the past. It was lucky that they would never see their father again.

Noticing the way Todoroki stared at her she shifted nervously causing him to look away from her and back down at his hand. At least she was free of her father while his would be returning soon and not even hiding at Momo's house would stop the man from finding him. That knowledge made him feel helpless. He would never be free of the harsh training and cold stares of the number two hero. He would always be the tool his father had created.

In the end, not even, his mother had loved him enough to see past his father. No, he didn't blame the woman for her actions. He didn't blame his siblings for pulling away from him either, although unlike them he didn't have the option of hiding from their father's gaze. He envied them for that.

"You know Katsuki's already planning to destroy your father and so are some of the others," Izuku said regaining his attention. There was no sign of her bitter amusement when he met her eyes once again. Instead, he could see nothing but sympathy and wicked joy.

"Why," he asked confusion tainting his tone. He had no idea why they would go so far for him when they barely knew him.

"Your one of us," she snapped taking offense to his question. Seeing him raise an eyebrow her face heated up as she said, "If you want."

"My father wants a tool to surpass All Might because he's given up," he said bitterly. For once it was easy to read the rage and hate in his eyes. Stilling at the mention of Toshi Izu felt Frost snarl as she realized that Endeavor was nothing more than a bitter old man. Unaware of her rising outrage he said, "All of this is just his version of training."

"That's why you don't use your fire," she whispered keeping the annoyance from her tone. Todoroki had handicapped himself just because of who his father was.

"I won't give him the pleasure of winning," the boy stated coldly.

"It's your quirk stupid, not his," she snapped causing his eyes to widen. Watching her eyes bleed gold he shook his head. She didn't understand.

"B-"

"Burn the bastard; show him that you're stronger than him in every fucking way because you are," Frost hissed as her hand closed around his collar.

Shivering at the unrestrained anger in her eyes he realized that she wasn't Midoriya. This was Frost and somehow, she made him feel strange. The feral glow in her eye should have scared him but it didn't; it was like meeting a wolf. Dangerous but amazing. He felt helpless and safe at the same time. It was an inactive knowledge that she wouldn't harm him that kept his quirk from reacting. She'd claimed he was one of them and he doubted that would change because Frost was in control.

"You're not I- Midoriya," he said bluntly. Amusement flashed through her eyes.

"No, now stop being stupid and use your fire," she ordered daring him to argue with her. When he raised an eyebrow as if to ask if she meant now, her eyes widened, and she released him. Crossing her arms, she mumbled, "S-Shut up."

Seeing the blush of embarrassment that darkened her face his lips twitched. She looked cute at the moment. He hadn't thought that Frost herself would flush scarlet like Izuku did but seeing her do just that he couldn't help but want to smirk. She reminded him of a proud wolf.

"Frost," he said trying out her name for the first time. Watching her blink and tilt her head he chuckled. Suddenly the issue of his father seemed far away.

"What," she asked only to get more nervous as he simply stared at her. Shifting nervously in a movement that resembled Izu more than Frost she bit her lip asking, "seriously what? Why are you just looking at me?"

"I like your eyes."

(Aizawa)

His kids needed therapy. It was something that he'd been ignoring since the fight at the USJ but seeing that Momo was creating knives he was slightly worried. Proud but worried. They were presenting a united front as well which was something, he'd been worried about given their contrasting personalities. While most classes became close, he doubted that the change happened as quickly as it did for them. There was also the worry that they might break mentally from the strain.

"How do you feel about therapy," he asked his blonde boyfriend. Hizashi stilled the coffee cup in his hand stopping just before it reached his lips. The question filled him with unease for a moment. Was Shota thinking that they needed couples therapy; he'd honestly thought they were doing pretty good lately. Had something happened at the USJ to cause his boyfriend to rethink their relationship?

"For us," he asked trying to sound casual despite his rising panic. Swirling the coffee in his cup he said, "I thought we were doing pretty good."

"No for my kids" Shota clarified unaware of the relived slouching of the other man's shoulders. Reaching out his hand he petted his closest cat only to frown when it huffed at his cast. It wasn't his fault that he was injured.

"Wait do you mean the cats," Hizashi asked amusement beginning to color his tone. He knew that Shota was talking about his class but despite that he wanted to tease the other man. It wasn't often that his stoic boyfriend showed his emotions.

"No I meant my students," Shota said. Pulling his hand away from the cat who was beginning to grow annoyed toward the cast he finally looked up at his boyfriend. He didn't like the bemused smirk on Mic's face.

"Awww you're attached," the man cooed grinning.

"Back on topic. Should I get the kids' therapy?" Shota said without bothering to argue. It was true after all. Mic wouldn't have believed a lie anyway.

"well, they did see their classmate die," Hizashi pointed out.

"Yeah, so do you want to talk to Hound Dog about the kids," he asked hoping that the man would agree since he had no desire to talk to the school counselor. If he talked to the man, it was likely he himself would end up getting therapy instead of the kids.

"They're your kids," Hizashi said blunt amusement in his tone. He knew without a doubt that Aizawa would deny it until his dying day.

"Students."

"Sure."

"Fine I'll talk to him after the sports festival," Shota said defeat in his tone. Grinning Hizashi raised an eyebrow.

"Why not before," he asked. Remembering Momo's actions at the funeral he said, "Last I checked Yaoyrozo was still making knives."

"Oh my god, your amused."

(Izuku)

Momo was gazing at the blade in her hand nervously. Ever since the attack at the USJ, she'd been so tense and worried; despite what the others thought she wasn't getting better. Under all the conflicting emotions she had about that day was boiling anger. Her friends had almost been killed and then they were mocked for losing a classmate. She'd never really been good at making friends despite being popular. Due to her family's money, everyone had wanted to use her, but her classmates just didn't care.

"It doesn't have to be blades," Izu said softly her eyes darting to the girl's weapon. When Momo looked up at her in question Izu seemed to hold a silent conversation with herself before saying, "Blades are too large, and anything could go wrong. Trying something smaller and easier to make would be better. I'd suggest needles since if their put in the right place they can knock out a person without permanent injury, but it would require a detailed understanding of the human body along with pressure points."

Turning her attention to Jirou who was sparing with Koda, Momo considered the idea. Needles would take less time and energy to create. Giving a slow nod she noticed Kaminari sneaking up on the other girl causing her arms to twitch into a smile. Wrapping his arms around Izu's waist Kaminari chuckled as the green-haired girl squeaked. Green eyes switched to gold as Frost growled at him. Hearing the sound, he grinned before spinning her around.

Forming a thin long metal needle in her hand Momo studied it for a second before searching out Tokoyami with her eyes. An explosion caught all their attention and she blinked at just who Katsuki was fighting. Uraraka flew backward rolling across the ground before straightening. Her hair and training clothes were dirty, and scratches covered her skin, but she still stood back up and rushed forward.

Ducking under Katsuki's arm she reached out her hand almost grazing his chest before he grabbed her wrist and threw her away from him. Rolling across the ground again she frowned before shoving herself up. Lunging forward she barely noticed the smirk on his face before he lashed out aiming a punch for her face. Tilting her head instinctively she dodged the blow her eyes widening as his other hand touched her stomach briefly. The point-blank explosion wasn't high powered, but it did send her flying backward.

A blur of red passed her at Kirishima attacked. He'd finally figured out how to escape the tree that Katsuki had thrown him into and the two vs. one fight resumed. Dodging his crush's attack Katsuki couldn't keep the grin from his face.