This story is not mine! I own none of this characters! Also, sorry I poofed. Life happened and I had to pause in my writing! I plan on sitting down and writing more!

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Store fronts and display windows passed the young man as he walked down the street. People shuffled passed him and a few nodded in recognition as he made his way to the grocers. This walk had become part of his weekly routine, and he enjoyed it as much as he could. It was a day like any other; boring and uneventful. Ever since his graduation, his life pretty much flowed down a path of unending high expectations and continual let downs. And for the most part, he was okay with this, because both of those things didn't affect him nearly as much as they affected his father. Though he didn't live up to his father's ever-growing expectations, he still played along with some of his insane planning.

The largest plan being his pairing meetings, that his father insisted on setting up weekly. When the Program started his father tried to jump the gun and plan out his pairing immediately with a former fellow student from his school. This did not work out the way his father wished though, because he shot the 'proposal' down on live television.

"I know it is law now, but you WILL NOT dictate something this important in my life. Set up your meetings if you must, just know that I will not accept them unless I agree with the pairing. I will not pair with someone just because you feel the match will breed powerful grandchildren. Your power over the family ends with me. You will not control any aspect of my children or my partner's life."

He later regretted stating something so private live, because the media jumped on it wondering what caused such anger between the father and son. Seeing as he was still an up and coming hero, most of the media storm fell on his father, Endeavor. His father loosened the reigns on the breeding train, not much, but enough to give Shoto room to have his own life. Shortly after that broadcast he moved out of his home and rented an apartment in the heart of the city, close to work and far from Him.

Entering the grocers, he started his shopping, eating healthly was important to him, so he preferred to make his own meals. Moving up and down the aisles he collected what he would need for meal prepping for that week. His last stop was the cold aisle, eating healthy didn't mean he couldn't indulge every once in a while. This particular store carried a locally made creamy macha ice cream, it was by far his favorite. Shutting the door, he backed up and bumped into someone. Turning around he found a small moppy haired boy sprawled out on the floor staring up at the ceiling. Leaning over to offer him help, he suddenly recognized the young man on the floor.

"Midoriya? Sorry for knocking you down, here let me help." He reached down and aided his friend back to his feet. He watched him as he sheepishly dusted himself off and looked up to face him smiling.

"Todoroki, I- I didn't know you shopped here. I come here all the time for shopping." The young man laughed and fidgeted with his shirt sleeves.

"I live around here, and they have my favorite ice cream," he held it up and smiled, "I am here weekly, so I am also surprised that I haven't seen you before. It was good seeing you Midoriya, I am going to head out, my dinner won't cook itself."

He gave a wave to his former classmate and made his way to the self-checkout. Slipping his bills into the machine he waited for his change. However, before he could retrieve his change he found himself being thrown backwards from a blast. His senses were temporarily stunted due to the blast, but he could feel a pair of hands pulling him to his feet with ease.

"Todo**** *** *** *ear me? Todo**ki *an you he** me?," he could barely make out the words that were being said, but he was able to piece together what was being said and who was saying it to him.

"Midoriya, what is happening? Is anyone hurt?," He was still disoriented and was unable to react, with how powerful his quirk was he didn't want to risk harming anyone else who might have been caught in the blast.

Midoriya never answered his question, instead he propped Shoto against the wall and started to collect the bystanders. Briefly, Shoto was amazed at the speed and accuracy in which the emerald eyed Hero gathered the injured and took them to safety. A glimmer caught his eye and drew his attention away from rescue efforts, it was then he got his first glimpse of the Villain. He had holes torn throughout his clothing, and small projectiles were forming from those tears. His eye widened as he guessed where the attack was headed.

Moving as quick as he could, Shoto slammed his hand to the ground and summoned an ice wall that shielded the survivors and the Hero that was ushering them to safety. The projectiles connected with the wall, but didn't break through, it was clear that the ice wall could only take a few more strikes before its integrity would give.

"TODOROKI!," His eyes drifted back over to Midoriya, and watched as he pointed to a break in the ice, "I am going over you go under! We need to stop him before he brings down ceiling! !"

It took a moment for him to process what he was being told, but he broke into action launching himself at the lower portion of the ice wall. Leading with his left hand he made fast work of burning a hole into the ice and slid through on his knees. Once he cleared the other side he propelled himself up and grabbed the foot of the Villain.

No sooner had he grasped the Villain, Midoriya came over the wall's edge and slammed his knee into the mans chest bringing him to the ground, knocked unconscious. The Villain must have known that he was about to be caught, because in the split second it took them to apprehend him, he shot one last barrage of rockets at the ceiling. Shoto looked passed his friend and saw the ceiling starting to fall in.

Without thinking he reached out and grabbed Midoriya around the waist and pulled him close to his body. His instincts kicked in and formed an ice cocoon around them as metal shrapnel sliced through the spot they had just been filling. Sensing the danger was gone he sighed relieved that they had sustained no injuries, and allowed the cocoon to fall.

He started to catch his breath as he looked down and the man in his arms, losing his breath once more. Looking up into his face was a blushing Midoriya. Quickly standing up he pushed him away and placed him on his feet.

Shoto dusted off his shirt as he turned around, "We need to check the rest of the area to make sure everyone else is safe, I will check the back of the store, you check those you got out already. Let's meet back up here in a few minutes." Without saying anything else he strode off to the back of the store.

As soon as he was out of sight of Midoriya he paused placing a hand on a near by shelf to steady himself. He wasn't hurt, and over all he felt fine, but his heart was racing faster than he ever remembered it doing before. Looking around the isles end he watched at Midoriya calmly helped the remainder of those at the front if the store. Shoto shook his head and laughed to himself as he turned to do the same.

After securing the site and making sure no one else was in the back of the store he made his way to the front, only to be greeted with a site that brought the heat of anger to the surface. Bakugo was standing over Midoriya looking down at him, he couldn't hear what they were saying, but it didn't seem to be that friendly. He got closer and could hear bits and pieces.

"What were you doing here? I was expecting you to be at home not playing Hero. Explain. Now."

"I…I… grabbing food…. Dinner…. Explosion… Todoroki"

"Todoroki? Tch, fucking icy hot? And what does he have to do with any of this?" Bakugo took a step closer.

Shoto quickly eyed his groceries, noting that they had somehow survived the commotion. Grabbing them he walked over to the two.

"Midoriya, here are your groceries." Handing them to the now confused Midoriya, he turned to face the man that stirred his anger. "Hey there Bakugo, I was lucky that Modoriya was here for the rescue of the civilians, without him removing them I wouldn't have been able to fight off the guy. His rescue hero team would have been impressed."

The blonde seemed to relax a bit as he eyed Shoto, "You are saying he didn't fight?"

Taken aback by the question he let his eyes quickly look to Midoriya, where the once confident young man stood a pale faced boy pleading with his eyes. Not knowing how else to respond he said, "No, he made sure the area was cleared for me to fight, that is all I needed him for."

Bakugo made a clicking sound with his tongue and began to walk away leading Midoriya by the shoulder, "Thank you man for looking out for him, he always gets in the way."

Shoto stood there and watched them walk away, suddenly everything made a bit more sense to him. Midoriya was Bakugo's partner, and that was why he had seemed so concerned over what was happening to him. An uncontrolled sadness weld up inside of his chest as he watched them round the corner. Why did it matter to him who Midoriya went home with?

Suddenly he recalled he had given his groceries away, feeling a bit defeated, he decided that todays dinner would be purchased somewhere else. He didn't feel like cooking anymore.

Other heroes showed up at the scene along with the police, Shoto gave his statement, and began to head home when a voice stopped him.

"Ha! They didn't even need any other Heroes to take him down. All the needed was you. You take after me in that aspect. Its good to stand alone and at the top."

Whipping around Shoto found himself staring into the eyes of his father.

"Father," he turned and began to walk away, "Good afternoon".

"Don't you walk away from me. We need to talk about your next pairing appointment. It's tomorrow, I will send you the information. Do try and choose one soon. Love shouldn't be a factor in any of this. Once you establish yourself you won't have as much time. So, you should choose now. Try to not disappoint not only me, but the rest of the waiting world."

Turning on his heels to reply to his father, he found he was to late, his father was already engaging the crowd and the cameras spinning the heroic tale of his son. Anger once again filling his mind, he stormed off home, once again forgetting his dinner.

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(Midoriya)

They walked down the street in silence, neither one of them looking anywhere but ahead. Midoriya, who normally had a hundred things flying around in his mind, seemed to only be thinking of one thing. The look on Todoroki's face after he had shielded them from the blast. What had that look been? And why did his look resonate inside his mind. He must have had a strange look on his face because Bakugo suddenly pulled him to a stop.

"Kacchan?"

"What are you thinking about?"

Midoriya's eye widened, unsure what to say, afraid his response would betray his thoughts he stared back at his partner silently.

"I asked you a question Deku, what is on your mind? Are you thinking about Icy Hot?"

Midoriya looked away for just a moment, but that was enough to spark the anger in his partner. He found himself being pulled into an ally and slammed up against a wall.

"Where in the hell did you find the luxury to think about another man? Huh Deku?"

He scrambled to find purchase on the wall and looked at the fiery man before him desperately. "I was only thinking about how I wished I could have stopped the Villain." He grasped the hands holding him to the wall and smiled as best he could, "I just miss being not just a hero, be THE hero people look to, that's all. That is what I was thinking about. I promise, I am sorry for worrying you."

Bakugo sighed and let go, turning he walked back to the sidewalk, "Dinner isn't going to cook itself. Let's go home Deku. We both have had a long day."

He couldn't help himself, he smiled at the back of his friend and partner as he jogged to catch up to him. He was rough on the outside, but he was sure there was some kindness in him somewhere.

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Thank you again! I am sorry again it took so long to put something together! I shall try and write more soooon!