I am sorry that it has taken me a while to place new chapters up. I shouldn't have placed all the chapters I did have all up in such a short period of time. I should have spaced them out. I am going to try and start writing more. I am also going to try and make my chapters a bit longer for you guys. I know that this isn't going to be the best story, cause I am not the best writer but it is a story that I have had in my head for a little bit, so I like it. And really that is all that matters. I really do hope some of you like it as well. Please review if there is anything you like, or even dislike. I just like to know that people are reading it. Once again I do not own any of the characters in this series.

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(Midoriya)

After the incident from a few days before, Midoriya tried his best not to do anything that would upset Bakugo. He stayed out of his way, kept their conversations short and made sure there was no reason for the blonde to seek him out. Things seemed to work out also because Bakugo did not want anything to do with him either. He found himself walking down the street humming softly, he had been craving some ramen so he had gone out for lunch.

Because I am Here! Because I am Here! Because I am here!

All Might's voice boomed, causing him to trip as he fumbled to get the phone from his pocket. Quickly he answered.

"H-Hello! This is Deku."

From the other end of the phone he could hear sirens and screaming. Backdraft's voice was difficult to hear, "Deku we need you! There has been a large crash on the highway, oil has spilt we need to get them out of here, I sent you our location get here no.." The word was never finished as a deafening boom drowned out his voice and sounded from nearby. He didn't need to look for the location because he could see the smoke rising. Concentrating the power in his legs he launched himself into the air and made his way to the scene.

When he arrived, he saw all to late that there were some he couldn't save. Panic began to set in, he couldn't see Backdraft anywhere. With the sound of the sirens it was hard for him to hear, luckily, he could make out the sound of a mother screaming. He ran towards her screams, her hands were bloody from repeated attempts to get into her flipped over van. Trying to pull her back she punched him and continued her assault on the car.

"Don't touch me! SAM! SAAAAM! Don't stop me I need to get him out." She looked over only for a moment taking in the fact that he was a Hero. Grabbing him by his collar she pulled him closer to her face. "Get my son! Get Sam! Why are you just standing there isn't it your job! SAVE MY BABY!"

Startled by her grabbing him he gave her a serious look and pushed her away from the car. Knowing he needed to be stern he fixed her with a piercing stare. "Ma'am I will get your son out, but you need to clear the scene. There are ambulances and rescue workers at the end of this road. You will get in my way if you stay here. I know you want me to save him, and I will, but you need to go. NOW!"

Hearing such a demanding voice coming from such a small framed man confused her, but his message was clear. Tears welled up in her eyes as she slowly backed away nodding.

"Save him. Please", and with that she turned and ran away from them giving him the space he needed to work.

The window of the van was already broken on the passenger side, but due to the impact it was squashed down enough that he couldn't get in. He pressed himself down closer to the ground so he could locate the young boy. He hung limply in his car seat. 'Fuck he isn't that old', he thought to himself. His eyes darted back and forth assessing the damage and the best way to save the young boy.

Standing back up he placed his foot on the top of the door frame that was touching the ground, bending down he grabbed the other half of the window and started to pull up. He couldn't just flip the van, he did not know how much damage the boy had sustained so he was going to need to make the window wide enough so he could fit in to get him. Glass bit into his fingers as he pulled up, he never put his gloves back on after lunch. He would deal with that later. All that mattered was the boy.

Feeling like he had made enough room he once again dropped back to the ground and pushed himself the rest of the way in, earning himself a few more cuts from the window.

"Sam? Sam can you hear me. My name is Deku! Your mom is really worried about you, so I am here to help you. Sam?", The small figure didn't move or make a sound, that wasn't a good sign. "Damnnit, Sam I am going to take you out of your seat now okay?" He continued to speak to the boy incase there was even the slightest chance he could hear him. Sliding under the boy the best he could he made sure he had him supported before he undid his belt. Sam slumped limply against his chest, still not moving.

'Fuck! Fuck! Fuck! Fuck!' His mind was screaming at him, he should have just moved the mother out of his way faster. He gently lowered himself to the roof of the car and used his feet to push him back out of the window, making sure to cover the boy so the glass didn't harm him any further. Halfway out of the car he was greeted with a friendly face, Backdraft quickly scooped up the child from his arms.

"You need to get out of here. The explosion you heard earlier was a car, not the tank that flipped over. Get your ass out of here and fast, I got the boy. Good job Deku. You saved his life." And with that he ran through the smoke and Midoriya lost sight of him. Coughing he got himself to his feet, in his rush to save the boy he hadn't paid much attention to the smoke he had taken in. His eyes began to blur as the smoke enveloped him. 'Shit, in all the smoke I can't see where to go'.

Kreeeench eeeeeeeee

He spun around as he heard a straining sound behind him. He now knew where the truck was. At this point it didn't matter which way he went, as long as it wasn't towards the sound. Building power into his legs he shot up into the sky. He wasn't fast enough. He could feel the heat spike suddenly, he looked over his shoulder. As if in slow motion, the world turned a molten color of orange, and the world around him was lost in a sea of flames. Metal flew around him like some Hellish rain, he was unable to block it all. A passing car door slammed into his head causing him to black out. Before he fully slipped into unconsciousness, he swore he heard his name and could feel a chill run down his spine.

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(Todoroki)

Shoto had been lying in bed when he had heard the first explosion. Looking out from his window he could see smoke billowing into the sky. Unsure as to whether or not it was an accident or a Villain, he pushed open his window and jumped to the ground and started that way. As he ran a shadow passed over him, and for a moment he thought he had seen green hair. 'Midoriya? If he is heading over there it must be a rescue mission. Better safe than sorry, I will still check it out'

It took him just under 5 minutes to get to the scene, from what he had gathered from the EMTs and first responders, they had been able to rescue most of the victims. Looking around he noticed he didn't see the little green haired hero anywhere. 'That is strange I thought I had seen him heading this way.

A woman pushed passed him running back in the direction of the flames before he could stop her, he then saw who she was running towards. Backdraft had just exited the smoke and was carrying a small child in his arms. The woman collapsed to the ground hugging her son to her chest, the boy coughed gently in her arms as she sobbed over him.

"Thank you! Thank you! Thank you…. My son…. My son… oh Sammy… Mommy is here," she glanced up at Backdraft and confusion clouded her face for a moment as she looked around him, "Where is the boy that saved my son. You weren't who sent me here. He was a younger man, about this high, with green hair. Where is he? I would like to thank him."

Kreeeench eeeeeeeee

Everyone's attention turned to the sound of metal about to give way under pressure. A look of dread replaced her look of confusion as she quickly stood up to and stepped back. "That man! He is still in there isn't he!"

Cursing under his breath Shoto pushed passed Backdraft and ran into the smoke. He could here the man telling him to stop, but that wasn't about to happen. What kind of Hero would he be if he left a friend behind? Searching the ground as best he could he looked for signs of Midoriya. A shape burst from the smoke right above him mere seconds before the tank exploded. Car parts and gravel were thrown into the air, he watched as a loose door hurdled at his friend. He wasn't going to make it in time to stop the door.

"MIDORIYA!," he created a ramp of ice and jumped up right as the door hit the petite Hero. "Shit no."

Catching him in his arms he once again shield them in a sphere of ice as the blast pelted heated shrapnel at their protection. Shoto had to concentrate on the shell as the fire raged around them. He couldn't check on the young man yet. If his concentration slipped so would the icy shell that was keeping them safe.

He held the younger Hero to his chest cursing his need for concentration as a weakness. His shell was suddenly rocked from behind. Turning his attention to behind him he could hear Backdraft addressing newly arrived firefighters to settle the flames. Seeing that he no longer needed the protection from the flames he allowed it to drop. It was in this moment he chose to look down at the young man in his arms.

Shotos face paled as he fully took in the situation before him. Midoriya's face was turning a strange color. Jumping to the flat wet ground he laid him down, placing his head to his chest. His eyes flew open in shock, 'He's not breathing'. Brushing the hair out of mossy haired man's face he tilted his head back, opening his mouth he leaned down sealing their lips. After a few breaths Midoriya's eye fluttered open for a brief moment and his color returned to his face. Without warning the young man's hand came up and pulled Shoto's face back down causing their lips to connect once more, this time in a kiss. Shoto's eyes widened in shock, standing up and backing up a step, his hand came to rest on his mouth for a moment. Midoriya started to cough, and slowly started to sit up seemingly unaware of what was going on around him. Shoto kneeled down next to the man and held him up

"Are you alright? Midoriya? Can you stand?" Shoto helped him up and began to walk him towards the line of lights that signaled the arrival of new ambulances. They arrived a moment later, he sat him on the back of one of the trucks and flagged down an EMT to help him. Once he was sure the young Hero was in safe hands he walked away from the sounds, pulling out his phone.

"Hey, I responded to an exposition, I need you to get a number for me…. Hmmm… Yea I got the text. Thank you, I will call you back later." Dialing the number he was given he heard three rings before a gruff voice answered, "Hey, we haven't spoken on the phone, but you should know…"

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(Midoriya)

His head was throbbing and the siren sounds and bright lights weren't making it any better. Bringing his hands up to cover his ears, his fingers ran over a sizable lump on his head. 'Where the heck did this come from, I guess my headache makes sense,' looking out over the chaos, he could see the truck that had caused the explosion. 'Not that I am complaining but how did I get here? I don't remember escaping the fire….'

His thoughts came to a grinding halt, Bakugo was coming towards him, and he didn't look pleased. Trying to shuffle back into the ambulance he was surprised to find the door behind him closed. The EMT that was helping him looked over to the blonde approaching, and stepped between them.

"All the other Heroes are reporting to Backdraft right now, we have all the victims that we could save and they are all being treated. You don't need to be here."

Midoriya saw his eyes darken for a moment before addressing the EMT with a smile, "I am sorry for the confusion, I was actually called to come get this young man. You see, I am his partner, and I am here to take him home."

The EMT turned to face the young man he had just treated and cocked his head. "Is that true, is this man your partner? If so, I can release you into his custody."

For a split second, for just a small fraction of a moment, he thought about saying that it wasn't true. That this man before him couldn't possibly be considered his partner. That is was all lies, and that he couldn't go with him. But he nodded his head in defeat and kept his eyes on the ground.

Satisfied with his nod the EMT gave a brief breakdown of what had happened and relinquished care to Bakugo.

"I see you have found him," Todoroki jogged up to them causally waving, "I am glad I was able to get your number from my agency. I figured since you were his emergency contact that you ought to know what was happening."

Midoriya stared at Todoroki in utter disbelief. 'He called him? He told him where I was? Why? WHY?...' cause you're his partner a voice whispered in his head 'I am his partner… Yea… That is why he called, he was just helping.' His eyes drifted back to the ground he felt himself loosing that minor sense of freedom he felt when he was out on a job. He heard Bakugo say their goodbyes as he was led away.

No sooner had they gotten out of ear shot and sight of those around them he could feel the heat radiating from his partner. Daring to glance at his face he was met with a look he had safely avoided for months.

"Don't say a fuckin' word Deku, we will 'talk' when we get home."

The grip on his arm tightened as he was led away. He wondered what would happen.

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(Todoroki)

It had started raining a few hours after the accident, and Shoto found himself staring out his window at the rain. He was exhausted and had a lot on is mind. The one thing that stood out in his thoughts the most was the look that had been on the green haired hero's face when his partner showed up. He had expected to see relief, but had seen a look of terror when Bakugo had walked over. He at first had thought maybe the small Hero was still confused from the blast, so he had gone over to speak with them. That had only made the look worse. He had looked scared and even betrayed by the news that Bakugo had been summoned there.

Flopping down onto his bed he looked up at the ceiling, "I wonder why he was so scared," he mused out loud.

Before he had more time to think about it his stomach let out a low growl. He was hungry, he had already gotten more groceries, but he just didn't feel like cooking. Laughing to himself he swung his feet off the bed and made his way to the front door. He put his shoes on and grabbed his umbrella, he liked the rain. He smiled has he headed out into the night, it was going to make for a peaceful walk.

He made quick work of getting to the corner store and back. Shoto would have liked a longer walk, but he was tired and hungry. He was about to head into his apartment when he noticed a hunched figure a few feet away from his door. He was about to tell whoever it was to get away from his apartment when a flash of lightning lit up the sky revealing who it was.

The young man slid down the wall into a semi sitting position but didn't respond.

"Midoriya? Is that you? Geez man I keep running into you," Shoto approached him with a smile that quickly faded as he saw the state he was in. There were tiny burn marks on his clothing, but this outfit wasn't the one he was wearing when he left the scene earlier. So, these had happened after he had left, after he had changed. "What on earth happened to you? Are you alright? Where is your partner? Was Bakugo hurt to?" He reached out and touched the rain drenched hero.

Midoriya curled away from him, his eyes going wild at the mention of Bakugo's name.

"NO! NO! Kacchan stop, I didn't mean for it to happen, it was a rescue please. Nooooo! Please, please stop. I am sorry Kacchan… I am sorry. Kacchan please stop," tears rolled down his face as he backed away from Shoto.

His eyes came into a deadly focus as the day's events snapped into place. Bakugo did this damage, the fear, his jumpiness when his partner had showed up at the grocery store…. The look of betrayal he had displayed when he found out the Blonde hero had been called there… 'By me, I called him there…,' he looked at the shaking hero at his feet, 'I did this'.

He sank to his knees in the mud and collected the young man into his arms. He easily carried him into his home. A trail of water and mud followed Shoto all the way to his room where he placed him. Watching him flinch every time he touched him brought a new wave of anger to the surface.

"Bakugo…."

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So, there you go! A new chapter! I may go back and add a little to the starting chapters. Or maybe I will just make sure everything is better from here on out! Leave some reviews and let me know what you think.