All he really wanted to do was blow off steam like he did once a year. All Tomura wanted was to drink, bang a few women in the bar and binge like he needed but he keeps up the wrong woman. After a night of romping around, he wakes up just in time to see his one night stand leaving his room and leaves him behind as a small child.

Just his luck the one to save him from a sick perv so happened to be Izuku Midoriya and now he has to depend on the wanna be pro hero until the quirk wears off...

Now Tomura and Izuku have to hunt down this mysterious woman and find out how to fix it- otherwise Tomura may be stuck as a small child all over again.

Just a warning, there is some triggering stuff in this first chapter but that's about it at the moment. It's important to the story and I apologize ahead of time. I came up with this idea while I was in my car during lunch and wanted to give it a shot. It's not romantic in any way between Izuku and Tomura.

Being the leader of the League of Villains wasn't exactly easy and once in a while, Shigaraki needed to blow off some steam and get laid. He knew better than to go out dressed as he was. He dug through the clothes in his closet finally he didn't have much of anything but the last time he did this was a year ago? He couldn't really remember.

He got some help from Toga to fix up his face some so he didn't look so crusty and tired looking. He actually looked more attractive. The make up and cream didn't bother his face any either. He gave her some control over what he would be wearing if she promised to shut the fuck up and keep this secret.

She came back with a pair of Dabi's pants and one of Kurogiri's shirt but at least he would be wearing all black. He put everything on and stood there in front of her modeling, needing an opinion. Toga hummed for a few moments before nodding approvingly.

"Well, you do look good but why go out to fuck when there's people here?"

"For one, I'm not gay."

"Are you sure?"

He glared at her.

"Two, you're the only chick and you're seventeen. I prefer my women at eighteen or older."

"I'm six months away," she said with a smile.

"No. I want to be known for murdering people, not fucking a crazy high school girl."

"Hey I'm not crazy!"

"Whatever. I don't know when I'll be back."

"You just stayed holed up somewhere and bang?" she asked.

"It keeps me good for another year."

"By making your dick raw? Wouldn't that hurt?"

"Can you stop asking questions?" he asked slipping on his black shoes.

"I guess."

He shooed Toga out of his room and locked his door behind him as he left. Everyone was busy drinking at the bar when he walked out. They all raised their heads to stare at him but said nothing. They knew this was a yearly thing. Last year he disappeared a month and came back. Dabi nodded approvingly so Shigaraki knew he was good.

He left without another word.

X

Tomura went inside the club and looked around. There were lots of women this time and most looked a little older but he didn't really mind. He sat at the bar and minded his own business for a while before joining the crowd. Soon, everything was a whirlwind of drinks and a few hookups in the club bathroom.

By the last call, he brought along a very curvy brunette who was more drunk than him. Once in the hotel room, they both started stripping down quickly. Clothes littered the whole room. The villain got on the bed lifting one of her legs before he looked down at her. She was very attractive but he couldn't tell how old she was.

For some drunken reason, he remembered his conversation with Toga.

"H-how old are you?" he asked looking at her naked body with desire in his red eyes.

"Thirty two," she said with a grin.

"Mmm, alright."

He had put on gloves so he wouldn't kill her before this went on. He wasn't in the mood to find out he decayed his booty call.

Tomura was so drunk that he didn't notice anything different about her. He didn't even see the pair of black gloves she had been wearing earlier that night when he was filling her up with 'fuck me' drinks. She ran her hands all over his shoulders and neck as she cried out, moaning the fake ass name he had given her.

Their fucking lasted until five in the morning when she was finally sober enough but still drunk to say she was tired. They showered, fucked again and was out, passed out on the dirty sheets. He had made sure he put a 'Do Not Disturb Me Sign' on the door so he didn't wake up the cleaning lady seeing him naked or recognizing who he was.

He didn't care if she was gone when he woke up. It made things easier and less awkward. The only thing would be, he had to change the sheets, fix his dried out face and go for it again. Toga gave him some blending techniques so he could fix his face himself. He brought one bag, with three outfits and he would just change hotels in a few days.

X

Tomura Shigaraki woke up around six in the evening. He opened his eyes and rubbed his eyes seeing the woman leaving the room. She looked upset for some reason. She slammed the door behind her making him more awake than he wanted. He scratched his head and rolled over in the hotel bed. He looked down at the floor to see there was a pair of black gloves on the floor.

Those aren't mine. She... She was wearing gloves last night?

His head was cloudy and he was missing bits of last night... large chunks actually.

Fuck, I am so hungover. Maybe I'll stay here for tonight. Ever clear is nothing something to mess with.

He moved his head to the side when black hair covered his eyes. The villain froze.

What... what the fuck?

He looked down at his hands to realize they were really small... like a child small.

WHAT THE FUCK

He got off the bed with some difficulty. His feet were no where as big as they were and there was no hair on his legs. Panic started to set in for the villain. Shigaraki went into the bathroom. He groaned as he climbed the toilet to get onto the bathroom sink. He stood there staring at himself like he was seven years old again. His body was completely hairless body except for his mop of black hair and a little kid's genitalia.

WHAT DID THAT BITCH DO TO ME

He climbed back down and started pacing his hotel room still naked. He looked down to see those black gloves. Obviously his one night stand had a quirk that was related to her hands to activated. He groaned angrily. He already paid for three days here.

What the fuck am I going to do?

He pulled on his ebony locks.

I can't go back to the fucking hideout like this! Dabi would probably tape me to the fucking ceiling! Or lock me in the fucking closet- stupid asshole.

He walked over to his boxers and grabbed them with his bare hands. Tomura tried as hard as he could and couldn't decay it.

OH MY GOD

He looked for the shirt he was wearing last night and put it on. He looked like he was swimming it so he knotted it on the side to fit slightly better.

How long will this shit last?! What the fuck is going on?!

"ARGGGGGHHHHHH!" he screamed but it sounded more like a little kid screaming.

The most feared villain was a small child and couldn't even use his quirk. He sat down on the floor.

He wanted to cry.

I will murder that bitch if I find her again.

He got up after some serious time hating himself and vowing never to sleep with another bar skank then went for he door. Shigaraki didn't bring anything that would tie him to the room. It was just a bunch of clothes. He didn't even bring a phone. No one was around so he decided to run out. He had no idea where he was going to go but he had to hide.

FUCK ME FUCK ME FUCK ME

He couldn't be seen. He didn't want anyone to think he was some lonely child who was lost or some street rat... That's what he looked like but he was wearing a very expensive shirt.

I can't believe this. Fuck

Shigaraki sat in the alley by some trashcans trying to formulate a plan. Honestly, he had no idea what he would at this point. He had to worry about a pro hero, a weirdo with a disgusting child fetish or a concerned person picking him up... Or maybe one of his enemies. Pretty much the whole world was against him and he had no idea where his sensei was at.

Today was not his day.

His next thought came to how long she was touching him. That her quirk was more effective as time went on from touch? How was she touching him for? He couldn't even remember if they cuddled or not. He made sure his gloves on so he wouldn't kill her which this point was obviously a mistake. He should've murdered her in her sleep.

Tomura was so deep in thought he never heard someone coming up behind him. He had picked an ok part of the city to go to and that right there might've been the biggest mistake of his life. Someone grabbed him by his waist and he let out a scream. He had forgotten that people could just pick him up- he was a fucking child!

He twisted around to stare at the creepy man who picked him up. He felt the heat leave his body as cold sweat drenched his face in the matter of seconds. Dread filled him.

"What's a cute little boy like you walking around here? Don't you know it's not safe."

The guy gave him another creepy grin.

"Maybe you'll be safer at my place."

"NOOOOOO-

The guy slapped a hand over his mouth. Tomura tried to bite his hand but the guy was wearing gloves.

FUCK!

The took him further away and he managed to break free to scream again but the guy slammed him onto the ground. He almost blacked out and his head started to hurt. He felt the guy pull up his oversized shirt. He lashed out, slapping the guy in the face. The sicko pinned his hands down as tears started to overflow down his cheeks.

This is the fucking end for me- Oh my god-

CRACK!

Tomura felt the nasty man's grip on him disappear. He looked around to see the asshole laying against the wall groaning in pain. He had time to barely see who saved him since it happened so fast. Next thing he knew, he was being carried in the arms of someone. This was it... once the quirk wore off, he was going to be captured.

"Shit- shit! I used my quirk!" his savior hissed.

What the FUCK

He looked up to see Izuku Midoriya and there was no mistaking him with that messy green hair and freckles. The teenager looked panicked like he was close to crying.

Why the hell is he so upset?! He didn't almost have a dick up his ass!

"Are- are you ok little boy?" Midoriya asked looking down at him.

"Do I look like a fucking little boy?!" he yelled.

The hero in training almost fell over.

"What? You shouldn't talk like that!"

People around them were staring.

"You idiot!"

The teenager's face turned bright red.

"I'm not an idiot! I just you from some pedophile!" he hissed sounding slightly annoyed.

"Take me somewhere else! There's too many people here!"

The green haired boy looked uncertain of what he should do but did as the little boy said anyways.

As that got closer to the better part of town and it was really quiet with less people Tomura looked at the hero wanna be wondering why he would just rush after someone like that. He rolled his eyes before looking around. He didn't recognize this area well but then again, he didn't go out much. Maybe the teenager lived somewhere around here.

"Hey."

Midoriya looked at him.

"Yes?"

"You don't recognize me?"

He shook his head.

"I'm not surprised."

"Should I know you?" he asked looking like he was trying to recall every person he saw in his life.

"It's me, Tomura Shigaraki."

Izuku stopped dead in his tracks.

"WHAT?!"