Izuku knocked on Shouto's door after school on Monday. He hadn't really seen his friend all day, which was a rather odd occurrence since Izuku could usually find him lurking around somewhere, whether it be deep in thought, or sneaking up on people to ask them weird questions if he didn't scare them off first.

Izuku had heard one of them, and decided he didn't want to be Shouto's next victim. Something about, 'is playdough a solid or a liquid?'

That didn't matter though, the point was Izuku hadn't seen Shouto since they left for school this morning and he had to admit he was somewhat worried.

Izuku waited for Shouto to open the door, or at least respond to his knock for an entire minute before knocking again. "Shouto-kun?" another minute passed before he knocked again. At that point the door behind him flung open.

"Shut the hell up!" Katsuki growled, "Some of us are trying to do stuff!"

"I was just wondering if Shouto-kun could help me with my math homework." Izuku said nervously, playing with the hem of his shirt.

"God, you've gotta be the worst liar! We all know you're good at math and we all know Shouto freakin' sucks!"

"Shouto-kun isn't that bad." Izuku defended him.

"Last week he was excited to get a C on our test."

Izuku couldn't dispute that. Shouto had given all of a little smile at his test when he'd gotten it back and that was the most of a reaction he'd given to a test all year.

"History then." Izuku said, after thinking for a while.

"You're not knocking on Shouto's door fifteen billion times so he can help you with your stupid history homework."

"Fine, is it wrong for me to be a little worried about him? For the past week or so all Shouto's been doing is going to school and then locking himself in his room. I think I did something wrong, but I don't what."

"You do everything wrong… all the time."

"Kacchan!" Izuku frowned. "It's been happening, ever since his birthday. Do you think I got him a bad gift and he hates me now."

Katsuki just rolled his eyes. "Well, if he won't answer then you gotta break the door down."

"I can't do that. If Shouto-kun doesn't want to talk to me, then I'm not going to make him…"

Izuku glanced at the door and sighed, before turning to walk back to his own dorm. But as he turned, suddenly Izuku felt himself smashed against the door and through it.

Katsuki stood up and sighed, wiping his forehead. "You just ran at the door to knock it down even though you knew I was standing right there! I don't want to fight you!"

"Don't flatter yourself, you were just collateral damage. I just needed to break through since ICY HOT'S BEING A LIL SHIT!" Bakugou yelled loudly.

"But he isn't in here." Izuku said, standing up and looking around, frowning. Everything was clean and organized, much like he had expected it to be. His bag was on the floor and everything was tucked away. Except Izuku did notice a pen on the floor by his desk but he didn't think much of it.

"Hey, look at this." Katsuki said, picking up the notebook on Shouto's desk.

"Kacchan, put that down, we can't just go through his things!"

"Does this look like a face that cares?"

"Yes?"

"That was a rhetorical question."

Katsuki began flipping through the pages, "Hey, it kinda looks like he was talking to someone."

"What?" Izuku asked, reluctantly coming over. "Maybe he just decided to write a story or a play or something."

"Half n Half couldn't make a story to save his life."

"That's not true… he did make that one story, and it was really good!"

"You mean that joke about the tomato he told but forgot the punch line. Or that one story he wrote for class about a lonely pickle, happy broccoli, and angry jalapeno that was obviously representations of all of us and we all died after being eaten by Aizawa-sensei."

Izuku was silent, "Fine, he can't make stories. Or maybe he was just hiding his real talent for it."

"All he knew how to do was make stories about vegetables!"

"Technically, tomato is a fruit." Katsuki's eye twitched as he glowered down at Izuku who was sheepishly smiling. "The point is, what else could it possibly be except a story. You can't use notebooks to converse with other people. I mean, unless it's a topic that comes up in a conversation with others, but I don't know why they would want to talk about notebooks, unless they were interested in becoming a journalist, or novelist or a notetaker, even a scrapbooker; wow now that I think about it notebooks can be used for lots of things, I sure did pick a good hobby to practice—"

"Do you ever run out of breath?" Katsuki growled.

"Uh… sorry, Kacchan." Izuku laughed nervously.

Bakugou glared at him for another minute before flipping through the notebook once more. "It looks like the last entry is here." Izuku, without thinking, snatched the book and squinted at the words.

Okay, I understand if you're busy, I just wish I was there to help.

And that was the end of it. Strange, because it really did seem like he had been talking to someone, and there was even different handwriting to support that theory. "They're writing in English too." Izuku observed.

"So?"

"So," Izuku said, flipping to the beginning, "Here, someone, let's assume it's Shouto—"

"It does look like his bad handwriting,"

"—is writing in Japanese. But as it continues, someone writes back in English and that's how they keep conversing."

"Whoa, whoa, whoa, we just decided that he couldn't be talking to someone else because notebooks don't DO that."

"But what if this one did! Shouto had been asking me where I got it and I thought it was just because he liked the gift but maybe there was more to it than that."

"Well where DID you get the notebook?"

"I don't remember, and I haven't been able to for a while. It's strange, but the harder I try to remember it, the more off on the name of the website I get! Unfortunately, I did delete my history…" Izuku paused and then glanced at Katsuki. "What about you, Kacchan? Has Shouto-kun asked you anything stranger than usual lately."

"Well, he did ask for what I'd do if a friend went missing and I didn't know where to find them but I know things about them, just not how to find them. And he did tell me some very specific details about this theoretical friend, and he sounded kind of crazy…"

"You don't think he was kidnapped by this friend, do you?"

Katsuki shrugged, "It's possible I guess, but it doesn't really make sense. Shouto can take care of himself, and he's smarter than to give out any personal information."

"That's what you'd think." Izuku said disappointedly and then showed Katsuki all the death threats the other person gave and then Shouto giving out pretty much all of his personal information that someone would need to find him.

"Well, shit." Katsuki grumbled.

Zuko stared at Todoroki like he didn't trust what he had just promised. "You… want to help me?"

"Yes."

"But… why? What's in it for you?"

"Well, remember, I've been living under a rock for my entire life. Since you're going to be chasing the avatar all over the place it's a good way for me to see the world, right?"

"I guess…"

"I know! Do you have anyone else traveling with you?"

"Just my uncle. But I don't know where he is right now."

"Well, did you guys have a way to meet up after everything here went down?"

Zuko was silent for an entire minute before answering, "Yeah, we did. Follow me."

Shouto allowed a small smile to cross his features. His plan was working! Sort of, there was still a long way to go and it was very complicated, but in the end, Shouto would be a hero and save his friend's life!

At least, that was how he was hoping it would go. First, he convinced Zuko to allow him to travel with him AND that he wanted to help him capture the avatar. Second, convert Zuko to the good side and make sure he wasn't able to capture anybody.

Actually, now that he thought about it, his plan actually wasn't all that complicated after all. It would just take a long time probably. Changing people wasn't exactly easy, especially when they wanted to push anyone who could help away.

Maybe the first step of actually converting Zuko to the good side was teaching him not to be so angry all the time and that there were other emotions out there. Admittedly, he wasn't the best person to teach Zuko this, but dammit, there wasn't exactly a lot of options.

But first thing was first, he had to get rid of Zuko's evil uncle, obviously. But he wasn't sure how he was going to do that without being obvious. He was the new addition to the group so it would make sense for Zuko to trust his uncle a lot more than him.

And how did Shouto know Zuko's uncle was evil? Well, he actually didn't, but if he thought about it, uncle sounded a lot like Satan so he must be evil.

"Here it is." Zuko said.

"Now what?"

"We wait."

Shouto glanced around but there was nothing except ice and snow, a stark contrast to the warm area he had entered before. "Where are we exactly?"

"We're in the North Pole! How could you not—" he paused. "Oh yeah…"

"No, you're right, I should've guessed. What else could have been this cold. I took geography."

"Well then in that case, how could you not know we were in the North Pole!"

"Calm down, I'm sorry." Shouto waved his hand in dismissal. He sighed and looked up at the dark sky and noticed something very wrong. "Hey, is the moon supposed to be red?"

Zuko glanced at him and then at the sky. They both stared at it for a minute before Zuko shrugged, "I'm sure it's fine."

"But doesn't red mean bad?" Zuko glared at him, "What?"

"The Fire Nation is red." He growled.

"Oh… did I say bad? I meant good."

"No you didn't. But it's fine I guess. I mean, lately I've been having the same doubts."

Doubts? Should Shouto elaborate on that further now, or wait… "What do you mean doubts?"

"It's nothing. Not like a peasant such as yourself would ever understand."

"If you say so." The sky changed colors a few times as they were waiting and Shouto kept checking his watch, even if he knew it was probably off now that he wasn't in Japan anymore.

Finally the moon decided to stay a single color, which just so happened to be white after a large white water thing decided to start killing people. Shouto had never seen something that big except his own ice attacks, so it was rather fascinating. Then, after all that, another man eventually arrived sometime later. "Uncle." Zuko said walking up.

If Shouto had to take a wild guess at the man's identity, he'd say this was Zuko's uncle. Though, he did look different than Shouto had imagined. He had imagined someone that looked like Zuko, dark-haired, slender, and scowling. But he was wrong, about all of it.

And he didn't look like Satan either, which was odd, because Shouto had been sure he'd be just like that. "Did you make a friend?" Zuko's uncle asked.

"Yes."

"No."

Zuko glared at Shouto who shrugged. He considered them friends, even if they hadn't known each other for very long. "I'm from the Fire Nation too." Shouto added, just in case that somehow made a difference.

"Ah, did you come with the rest of the army."

"Um…" Shouto couldn't remember the story he had invented with Zuko or if he'd even invented a story in the first place. "Yes, I did."

"Oh? How long have you been apart of Zhao's unit?"

"Not long, I'm a new recruit."

"Before now he was so sheltered he didn't even know what the avatar was."

"Well now I know, and I think it's amazing that one person can use air, water, fire, and earth." And Shouto did think so. It was much like having more than one quirk, but even Shouto could still only wield two abilities, and he couldn't even wield them freely as one side he could wield only ice and the other, only fire. "I hear you two are traveling together."

"Well, now it's the three of us. Any friend of Zuko's is a friend of mine." He smiled. "What is your name?"

"I'm Shouto, it's an honor to meet you." Shouto bowed slightly.

"And I'm Iroh, do you like tea?"

"Uh… yeah." Shouto said after a moment of hesitation because the question was just seemingly so random.

"He's a keeper, Zuko."

"Stop chatting like two old ladies and get in the boat!"

"Sorry, my nephew can get a bit impatient sometimes."

Zuko just bit the inside of his cheek, "Of course, of course! Of course you two would get along, of course!"

Okay, so maybe Shouto's 'get rid of Zuko's evil uncle' plan wasn't going to work, simply because there wasn't an evil uncle to get rid of. He actually liked Iroh, he seemed nice, but on the outside unlike Zuko who seemed to have buried his kindness deep, deep down. But it was okay that Zuko didn't have an evil uncle because Shouto had a feeling there would be plenty of other family members in Zuko's family that were actually evil.

All three of them climbed in the boat and took off out of the North Pole. Which was good because despite his best efforts Shouto had been getting cold just standing there without even a coat on.

"So, you have an interesting uniform on, it looks a bit different from the rest of Zhao's squad." Iroh said as Zuko glared at the sky. Shouto had looked up there too but didn't see anything to glare at so he had opted to stare at his hands instead.

Glancing up, Shouto tried to think of a quick reason why he wasn't wearing the Fire Nation uniform. "Um… there were to many of us so some didn't get the uniforms and since I was the newest it would make sense that one of them was me…" Shouto paused, "right?"

"Yes, yes, that makes sense."

Shouto let out a silent sigh of relief, as long as Iroh and Zuko bought it, it didn't really matter if it was actually truthful or not. Besides, something told him no one that was on this Zhao's squad was going to tattle on him for quite a long time considering how most of their ships looked like they were blown to smithereens. "So, where are we going exactly? Are we still chasing the avatar or…"

"I think, we could use a break from chasing the avatar." Iroh said.

"I don't think so." Zuko grumbled, "But… it's not like we have the resources to chase him right now so I don't care. Do whatever the two of you want."

"Well, I don't exactly know many places since I've never been outside really."

"So much for taking geography." Zuko muttered and Shouto suddenly got this strange, overwhelming urge to push him off the side. It took all his self-control not to do just that and then say something to make him blow up in a fit of rage but Shouto didn't exactly want to go overboard tonight. And he had a feeling that if Zuko went he was taking Shouto with him.

"So, does anyone else have anywhere in mind?"

"Well… there is one place." Shouto stared at Iroh expectantly even after Zuko rolled his eyes and said,

"Great."

"That's it, he's been kidnapped." Katsuki said. "He's dead, there's nothing we can do."

"How do you know he's dead!"

"Let's see, right here, the guy through him in the waters of the North Pole and let him freeze to death."

"Kacchan, just because the person Shouto was talking to said that he would do that doesn't mean he actually went through with it!"

"Well, I think he did. Because the guy's a total nutcase! Well, I mean, either the other guy's the nutcase or Shouto's the nutcase and is making all this up in his own head, which frankly, isn't that far of a stretch!"

"Well, he disappeared and no one's seen him since school today after he wrote this. Maybe after he did, he decided to go and help!"

"How, nowhere in here did the guy ever say WHERE to find him, other than the 'Fire Nation' but that's a load of crap! That's not even a real place so Shouto would have no idea where to find him!" Katsuki growled.

"Well, it's a magic notebook, obviously, if people really can communicate."

"Don't make me laugh, Deku. It's not a magic notebook, the guy obviously had a quirk that allowed this to happen, even if he didn't know it!"

"But let's pretend for a moment that this is a magic notebook. What if these are the key words to go to where Shouto is."

"Only something stupid would work like that."

"Well it was bought by me, wasn't it. And I'm pretty stupid, aren't I?"

Katsuki paused and thought about it, slowly nodding, "Well, that is true."

Izuku almost rolled his eyes, but he kept his annoyance inside. Convincing Katsuki to try his theory was more important. "Come on, we have to try if it can help us find Shouto-kun!"

Katsuki mulled it over in his mind for another minute more before reluctantly agreeing. "Fine, it's still stupid, but since your stupid and you bought it, it's worth a try."

"Great, Now, I think maybe you have to be touching something for it to travel with you." Izuku bent down next to the desk and picked up the pen he'd seen earlier. "Shouto-kun dropped this before he was transported but his clothes went with him and stuff."

"Your point?"

"Grab onto me."

"No."

"Kacchan, it's the only way!"

"How can you even be sure this will take us to where Shouto is!"

"I can't, but we have to try, right, you agreed, now grab on!"

"No! You grab onto me, nerd!"

"Fine, oh my god your so stubborn!" Katsuki flipped him the middle finger and snatched the pen out of his hands. Izuku grabbed Katsuki's left arm and said, "Write, 'I want to go where Shouto went', see if that works."

"Fine." Katsuki wrote it down and set the pen down. They waited about thirty seconds, "It's not working."

"Be patient!"

Katsuki gritted his teeth and whirled around, "Listen here you motherf—"

Izuku closed his eyes as a blinding light entered his field of vision and squeezed Katsuki's arm tighter, definitely not wanting to be lost in a world not his own when they finally did arrive.

A/N So sorry for the delay guys, but I was a little busier than I intended this week. Regardless, here's another chapter that I hope you enjoyed, thanks so much for reading and I'd love to hear your thoughts! See you next week!