Tomura had tossed and turned all night. He had no idea what it was that was keeping him from sleeping peacefully after he was moved from the couch. He got up a few times and saw that he had some time to sleep still. Finally around four AM, he managed to knock out until he woke up in a full blown panic at eight seventeen in the morning.

He threw the covers off of him and pulled the door open. He freaked out forgetting where he was and ran into Inko Midoriya's stomach. He stumbled back blinking trying to figure out what had just happened. Tomura saw her mouth moving but he wasn't hearing anything she said. She was touching his face, asking if he was ok before hugging him trying to calm him down.

"Tomura?!"

"Huh?"

He blinked again hearing her voice reaching to him.

"Are you ok?"

"Y-yea. I just forgot where I was."

Inko smiled at him but it was clear she was still worried about him.

"You don't have to look at me like that."

"Like what?" she asked showing her confusion.

"Like you pity me."

The grown woman put her hands on her hips looking rather annoyed.

"I hold no pity, sir. I'm just worried about you."

He hung his head in shame and he had no idea why he just did that.

"Sorry."

"I'm not mad. I understand you're upset so it's ok. Would you like me to run you a bath?"

"Y-yea."

"You want bubbles? I have bubble bath that smells like coconut and the other is lilac."

"Coconut please."

"Alright, hot, warm or cool?"

"Hot."

Tomura followed Izuku's mother to the bathroom where she started up his hot bath. He had no idea what to think as she poured the soap under the running water. This right here was what he had missed after he accidentally killed his parents. His mother had been so sweet but this was something else entirely.

This woman didn't even have to be nice to him but she was.

She treated him like he was her own and that's all she wanted was for him to feel at home.

"Tomura?"

His big red eyes started to water up as he stood there only in shorts.

"Honey come here."

She shut the water off and sat on the side of the tub. He stood in front of her with his head hanging down.

"If you want to cry, you can. I won't judge you."

Tomura hugged her tight, while she embraced his small body and he started crying.

He must be so lonely and sad. It breaks my heart. I'm glad Izuku was kind enough to take care of him. He really needs it.

It took him around ten minutes to calm down. She warmed up his bath some more before he got in. She helped wash his hair and rinsed it out with water from the faucet. She hummed the whole time making him feel at ease. She left him alone and returned with some bath toys that had an older look to them that probably belonged to Izuku when he was younger.

"Would you like some chocolate pancakes with whipped cream and chocolate syrup?" Inko asked.

"Isn't that too much sugar?" he asked frowning.

"You're a child! It's only right you get treated too! Growing up is hard. So, yes or no?"

"Yes, please."

"You can get out and ready when you're in done."

"Ok Mom."

Inko smiled and left the bathroom, feeling her heart swell up with pride.

WHAT THE FUCK WHY DID I SAY THAT

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Izuku sat at the table with coffee in front of him. It was clear he just woke up too. Inko patted his back laughing at his extremely messy hair. Tomura walked into the kitchen wearing an Eraserhead shirt and a pair of bright green shorts. His hair was messy like he hadn't brushed it and only towel dried it, making Izuku smile at him.

He's so adorable as a kind. It's hard to believe he's a villain.

"I hope you're hungry!" Inko said with a smile, setting his plate in front of him.

If he wasn't hungry before, he was now. Inko had put three pancakes in a perfect stack and they were already cut like a cake. Chocolate syrup was drizzled over the whip cream pooling on the plate. Even if he had been a full grown ass adult, he would've wanted to eat it anyways. He looked over at the teenager who was drinking coffee and looking a little rough but he lit up as soon as his mother placed a plate in front of him.

"Alright boys. I have to get ready for work."

"You're not going to eat any?" Tomura asked looking a little shocked.

"I already ate when I woke up dear. I had a coffee cake, a banana and some coffee. You two enjoy and stay out of trouble."

Inko grabbed her purse, her keys and was out the door. Izuku dug in without a second thought. Tomura started eating watching the teenager closely. He looked happy even though he looked like he hadn't slept much.

I wonder if she told him I called her mom. What's wrong with me though? Why the hell am I so fucking emotional? I'm never like this.

"So."

Izuku looked up from his plate.

"So what?"

"Are you going to make sure your mother doesn't work ever again if you're pro?" Tomura asked.

Izuku looked back at him with a piece of pancake hanging out of his mouth. He ate it and swallowed staring at the tiny villain.

"I um... wanted to send her to America to be with my Dad actually."

"You send her back to someone who ignores her?" he asked looking slightly offended.

"Well, Mom still loves Dad. I just want her to be happy."

"She deserves someone better honestly."

Izuku put his fork down and grinned at the little villain.

"Really? What has you so invested in who's good enough for my mother?"

His small cheeks turned bright pink.

"None of your damn business."

He snickered and got up.

"Finish up and I'll do dishes. Maybe we can go out and hunt for your lady friend today."

Tomura stared at him.

"During the day?"

"Um, yea?"

"I highly doubt that bitch is out during the day."

"People do things during the day and do whatever they want at night. The nicest person can do the dirtest things at night."

"Oh is that so? Is that what you do?"

"No!" the teenager snapped, feeling his face turn pink.

Tomura smiled and hopped off his seat.

"Alright, whatever."

"Do you remember the woman from that night at all?" Izuku asked.

"Brunette. Curvy... Has to wear gloves... That part I discovered when my dick turned into a half bitten gummy worm."

"Thanks for the mental image..." Izuku said trying to cough so he didn't laugh.

"You're welcome."

"So the names were Nina Andino, Aimi Ito and Korora Smith."

"It's weird you can remember that," the villain said rolling his eyes.

"I can remember a lot of things. So, did it ever say where they worked?"

"No. I don't know."

Izuku stared at him like he was annoyed.

"You don't know how to keep track of information at all? How did you even become a villainous leader like that?"

Tomura gave him the finger.

"I need a shower. Watch TV and we'll go out."

"Alright."

Izuku handed over his phone and he disappeared. Tomura looked through Izuku's Facebook. He typed in the names but none of them gave him anymore information or maybe he just didn't know how to use social media correctly. He went through each profile looking but he couldn't remember a damn thing from that night.

I wonder if there's gap in my memories from the reverse aging. It would be weird there was no back lash from it...

Tomura started pacing the floor. He hadn't thought that far ahead yet. It never occurred to him he may be unable to remember things.

"What did I forget though?"

He frowned.

How can I remember I forgot something if I can't remember it?

He groaned loudly, walking to the bathroom. He grabbed the door knob and turned it. It was unlocked. He flung the door open, slamming the door knob into Izuku's naked and exposed ass. He yelped whipping around staring at the small villain with a wild look on his face.

"What the hell are you doing?!" the wanna be hero yelled at him, trying to cover his junk up.

"It's come to my attention there may be a gap in my memories."

Izuku grabbed his black towel and wrapped it around his waist.

"What do you mean?"

"I was drunk but I don't remember much from that day at all. I almost feel like I did more but not much of it is coming back to me. Tell me stuff only you and I would know- before all this."

"Back lash from the quirk? Hmmm..."

Tomura just stared at him.

"Ok, you guys almost killed Thirteen in the USJ. Attacked All Might with a Nomu."

"Nomu?"

Tomura scratched his head. It sounded familiar.

"You don't remember that thing?"

I can't even forget that weird, freaky thing.

The tiny villain left the bathroom feeling worried now and walked to the living room. He sat on the couch and waited for the teenager to come out and join him.

I remember... fragments of that day but I can't recall Nomu even though it sounds familiar. Have I forgotten anything else?

A few minutes passed by and Izuku walked out brushing out his wet hair.

"What if you remembered everything?" Izuku asked.

"What do you mean?"

"What if you remembered everything but the longer you stay like this the more you lose? Or what if the quirk didn't work the way it was supposed to? If the quirk turned you small maybe your memories after that age were supposed to be all gone? You could be a special case."

"That makes a good point. What if I fucking forget everything?" he asked.

He was scared.

But then... he wasn't.

"You ok?"

"I don't know. I literally am a child but losing all my adult memories... If we don't find her then I could be stuck like this for a while and be forced to grow up all over again."

"If that were to happen, Mom would let you stay here."

Tomura stared at him.

"Just saying. Alright, you ready to hit the town?"

The villain nodded unable to say anything.