Jiro sat down, finally satisfied after yet another song, and sighed in relief as she was handed a soda by Reiko Yanagi.
"So," Itsuka Kendo asked, "I have to admit, I didn't expect an invitation from you two."
"Well, we were already inviting Komori and Shiozaki to discuss together our fellow anger toward Hitoshi, I figured we could just invite the rest of you as well. After all, it's not like 1-A and 1-B are enemies or anything." Jiro replied.
"Yeah! I mean, any of us could have been in 1-B rather than 1-A, or the opposite." Pony replied, and several people nodded.
"True that sis. I'm fairly sure Monoma is just jealous because 1-A got all the attention." Setsuna Tokage, the green-haired girl with sharp teeth that would have made Himiko proud, replied, "Man, though, hard to think some of us made it up to the third round. Not me, but some of us."
"You should have just picked a different tower, Setsuna." Kendo pointed out, "You would have probably taken over Hitoshi's easily."
"But where is the challenge there?! Miruko kicked him down, and then I just fly up where none of his group can help? That's boring."
Reiko rolled her eyes, "Yeah, and then you lose the Tournament. Great."
"I mean, at least Midoriya won." Kendo replied, getting a raised eyebrow from Jiro.
"Yeah, good for the Clan I suppose." Setsuna casually replied.
That made Pony and Jiro take a double spit take. Tsuyu wasn't drinking, so she just went instantly tight-lipped.
"Wops, you ok girl?" Setsuna asked, "We can't have the Boss' main bodyguards just drop."
"Y-You- What?!"
Shiozaki sighed, "Set, we weren't supposed to tell them..."
"Probably not that big of a deal, right?" Reiko said with a shrug, "Would have found out eventually, right Yui?"
"Don't talk to me." She replied, getting several chuckles.
"Oh please, not my fault you decided to join the Triad." She chuckled, "If you want, you can still jump ship, I'm sure the Boss would take you."
"Hey!" Kendo shouted, "I'll have you know that Master R- I mean Hiryu is a great leader."
"Ok time the fuck out!" Jiro shouted, pointing to Setsuna and Kendo, "Explain what's going on! This was supposed to be a simple night out, not the day I find out there is a criminal class right next to 1-A!"
"… Aren't you also a criminal?"
"Technicalities! Now spit."
"Alright, alright, jeez…" Setsuna sighed, "It's nothing big. Shiozaki, me, Komori and Yanagi have a connection with the clan, and Kendo and Yui are Triad members."
"What do you mean 'it's nothing big'?!"
"I figured out that! Give me more details!"
Setsuna shrugged, "Well, I'm from a family that belonged to the Clan for generations. Since I wanted to be a Hero, I used the Clan's contacts to get a recommendation – of course, I let them still test me to make sure I deserved it, I didn't want to look suspiciously incompetent – and then they told me that if I made it in the school I should have kept an eye on the Clan's heir. We didn't end up in the same class though, so I end up mostly glancing at him. Did you think I didn't go after the top score by chance?"
"I mean, you did go after the top score, you just didn't know it..." Kendo pointed out. Setsuna rolled her eyes.
"I asked some people for a favor with hiding who my sister actually was." Komori explained, stopping the argument, "Kinda hard to become a Hero when your sister was a minor Villain."
"What did she do?"
"Something about drugging dozens of people's drinks over an unrequited crush. She got estranged from the family after that, so I don't know all the details. I kinda wonder what she is doing now."
-x-
"Chug! Chug! Chug! Chug!" The Villains shouted, even as Four-Armed Zealot slumped back and fell on the ground, unconscious.
"Ah! All men are just little bitches!" Hina shouted with a clearly dazed tone, raising the fiftieth beer, "Who wants to go next?!"
"Did she put something in the drinks?" Kurogiri whispered to Dabi.
"I have – hic – no clue. Want me to – hic – try to burn them and see if – hic – they are more alcoholic?" The burnt man said, almost shouting.
"That just sounds you are making excuses to burn stuff."
"Every party needs a - hic - pooper..."
"Sir, please don't cause another flambé incident. I have permission from master All for One to send you to the Doctor for a session of 'healing' if you cause another fire without permission."
"I don't need – hic – excuses to burn stuff. Just watch me." Dabi replied. Kurogiri sighed, even as Hina somehow stood on the fifty-fifth beer while Oxy-Man slumped on the floor, joining Four-Armed Zealot, Steel Bulwark and Yashamaru.
"They don't pay me enough for this." Kurogiri commented, as Dabi puked on the floor and promptly asked if he should burn the vomit.
The Oboro Shirakumo inside him seemed to find it hilarious at least. Good for him.
-x-
"I'm sorry for that." Asui said, finally speaking up.
"Eh, I hope she will try to contact me after the Tournament." Komori replied, "Still, owe the Clan, then Mister Shield, the one that did the whole thing, asks me to look after Izuku and Melissa from a distance. No problem. Since I didn't end up in his class and Melissa is mostly safe, I don't have much to do really." She snickered, "I actually had to follow them around several times."
"How did we not notice?!"
"I'm a master of disguise." Komori said with a smirk.
"No, it's because you look completely different when you are not in idol mode." Tokage replied, "Take it, girl." She added pointing to Reiko.
"My mom was in a biker gang." Reiko shrugged, "Big member of the Musutafu Tigers. They lost contact, but she was still loyal. A dude that is the leader's bodyguard, a blonde guy with glasses, showed up a few days before the exam and asked if I would have liked to be an additional bodyguard."
"I guess we are kindred spirits, ribbit." Tsuyu replied, "My mom was also in the same biker gang."
"Sister!"
"Why are all of Izuku's bodyguards girls?" Jiro muttered, before turning to Shiozaki, "Alright, spit. You are the one I find almost unbelievable."
"Oh boy, are you in for a treat." Tokage smirked, "She is the daughter of Thorn Queen."
Jiro's mouth dropped. She knew with a look that neither Pony nor Tsuyu had any idea of what they were talking about. It made sense, of course, Pony was from the American Branch and Tsuyu didn't have any direct relation with the Clan. Uncle Maguma, though, was more than happy to tell Jiro everything he knew. "You are the daughter of the best hit-woman the Green Valley Clan ever got?"
"Except Izuku's mother, I assume. My mom always said she was the best." Tsuyu pointed out.
"My mom was actually better? She did take out more people…" Shiozaki coughed in her fist, "I mean, n-not that it's something to brag about. May the Lord forgive her or, if such is impossible, punish her appropriately."
Tsuyu shook her head, "Mh... That doesn't sound awesome though. My mom says she once saw miss Midoriya pull the eyes out of someone's head from a mile away."
Jiro and Pony froze. Wait, the kind woman they had met once or twice at Izuku's house had done that?"
"Well, my mom always said you shouldn't trust the opinion of a Musutafu Tiger on their leader." Shiozaki replied, "I mean, she is the woman that strangled the entire Hokkaido Wolf gang in one assault, that was over one hundred people. May they all rest in peace."
Setsuna and Reiko, who were sitting next to the girl, slid lightly to the side.
"Ahah, that's interesting, but I guess that's just quantity over quality..."
"Quantity has a quality of its own."
The two stared at each other for a long moment, and everyone else could basically see the sparks flying between each other in the politest argument on which idol murdered more people.
"Musutafu Tiger!"
"Thorn Queen!"
"… Are they really going to get into an argument over who was the best hitwoman in the Clan?" Jiro asked, sighing as the two did just that. "Alright, let's just finish. You two are Triads, right? Thinking about it, you hang out with Hiryu Rin a lot." She commented, looking at Kendo.
"Yeah… I'm surprised you didn't figure it out." She scratched the back of her head, "My family's dojo is kind of a Triad training ground? It's why I opted for a Chinese theme for the costume too."
"Sounds cool, but we have never seen it." Pony pointed out.
"Oh right." She said, "Either way, Rin is actually sure that Midoriya has figured out the truth and is just biding his time to present the four bodyguards in 1-B officially. Interesting to know he is so secretive he didn't even tell you. Probably why he is such an excellent mastermind."
"Yeah, absolutely. That's the reason. Sasuga, Izuku-sama." Jiro interrupted, "What about her?"
"We recruited her. Rin is actually in awe at Midoriya's foresight in making so many of his bodyguards hide in his class just in the off-chance the two organized such a bet, preventing him from recruiting more. He is looking into 1-A to try and 'return the favor', but they seem very strong-willed. Or they already sided with him and his girlfriend." Kendo replied, and Jiro didn't know if she was supposed to be horrified or start laughing uncontrollably at what she thought of Izuku, before pointing to Yui, "However, she was very eager to join."
"I'm interested. I see no problem in joining the Triad as an aspiring Hero." Kodai said with a quick nod, before taking a sip of cold tea, and looking absolutely non-plussed, like she was discussing the newest headphones she had bought and not the fact she had agreed to join a Triad gang, "With the benefits they explained, I expect to achieve great results in fighting other Villains. Not catching theirs group like a small price to pay, for all the good I can do."
Jiro had a headache. She was sure Izuku would too once he found out that he had four bodyguards on stand-by in another class, each hired by a different member of the family. It wasn't hard to guess that, if David Shield had hired Komori and Midoriya's dad Reiko, the other two were respectively hired by Curator and… Uh, thinking about it, that was one too many.
Or maybe it was Nene Midoriya. She had sent Pony, but she might have thought adding another one was worth the risk.
Actually, who knew if they had stopped there? Maybe they sent tens of students from Green Valley Clan families just in the off-chance they passed the exam.
Also, why were they all girls?! Was Izuku's family trying to deliver him a personal harem?!
-x-
Izuku had a headache. He didn't know why or how, but he knew this was a prelude to something terrifying.
"You ok, Izuku?" Himiko asked.
"Yes, I just feel a sense of dread and impending doom."
"Uh… Is it for Miruko's internship?"
Izuku groaned, "I had managed to forgot about that…"
-x-
Uraraka looked down at the menu. She really wanted to choose between merely three options for dinner, three different versions of kaiseki, the traditional Japanese haute-cuisine dinner.
Unfortunately, her eyes kept drifting to the obscene number of zeros next to each of the three prices. On one hand, understandable, since it looked like she would have to eat fourteen courses, even if she knew they would probably be the minuscule portions she had seen in movies. On the other, who ate food you had to pay for with a mortgage?
"Uhm, Todoroki, are you sure I can order this?" She asked. The teen was still staring at the menu, but his eyes had gone dull about ten minutes before, when they had sat down, and was probably waiting for her to pick. As was the very elegant waiter standing next to them, no doubting doing his best to pretend he didn't hate her for taking so long to choose.
"Of course Uraraka. Take what you prefer." He replied, "I assure you everything is great."
"Thank you, sir." The waiter replied, "If I might suggest, ma'am, the first choice would be the best pick." He launched into an explanation about the dishes, that would have surely been interesting if Uraraka had ever eaten half of the food he went on to list. Sea urchin? Flame-grilled eel? Why are there three different soups?!
"Ah… I will take that, yes." She nodded, trying to cleanse her memory of the amount of zeros she had just witnessed. She really wished she could order alcohol right now. Todoroki ordered the same, and finally the accursed menus were taken away. She sighed, "Sorry for that." She said, scratching the back of her head. Uh, was that uncouth? Could she do that in a restaurant with more stars than she had rooms in her apartment?
"For what?" Todoroki asked, genuinely confused.
"W-Well, I took really long to choose, and it will cost you a ton of money to buy that, right?"
"But I invited you." Todoroki replied, "And I said I'd offer, so I'm not sure what the problem is."
"But they are really expensive!" She managed to whisper.
"… I mean it's a bit pricey."
"A bit- Todoroki that's literally my rent for the next two months!" She didn't manage to whisper this time. A few people did glance at her briefly. Wops. She returned to whispering, "Two months!"
He seemed unsure about what to say, and she realized she might be making him uncomfortable. Ugh, she wasn't supposed to do that. Stupid mind and her focus on saving money! "I'm sorry, is just… I never really got to try this kind of stuff. I guess my mind goes to thinking what I could buy with that money…"
"I see." Todoroki nodded, "Well, don't worry. I'm sure I can make you more comfortable." He said, and her heart skipped a bit. No, he didn't mean it that way, vade retro Mina! "Maybe we can talk about something else while we wait?"
She slowly nodded. "Uhm, so… The Sports Festival was nice, right?"
"It was." He nodded, "A bit frustrating with Midoriya, and my dad was… my dad, but I got some good experiences and some… good advice."
"Please don't call Bakugo screaming at you good advice," Uraraka said with a chuckle, "Especially in his hearshot. He might get ideas."
"It was though. He made some good points, even if he could have done with less shouting."
"He could always do with less shouting. How is a guy that makes explosions louder without them?!" She asked.
"Maybe he is used to do that to make people hear him over the explosions?" Todoroki offered.
"That's… possible." Uh, she hadn't really considered that "Or maybe he is just loud."
"True, that's possible too. But... you also helped me today."
"… I gave you grasshoppers. I don't think that counts as help." She said, "I mean, they are good, but they are no mochi..."
"Are you joking? You were amazing today." He said, and Uraraka had never seen that level of emotion on Todoroki's face before, "You helped me with my dad."
"I floated your dad."
"It's more than most people did for me."
Uraraka felt a twinge of sadness. And of something else. "That's… Todoroki, are you ok? I know I said I'm going to Endeavor's agency, but if you prefer we could go somewhere else…"
"We?" He asked, and she blushed.
"I-I-I mean, not necessarily you and me together in the same Hero Agency! It can also just be that we don't go to Endeavor."
"Oh. I… Actually, I think I should go there. I've not forgiven my dad or anything, but today… Today I learned I can try to make this fire mine. I can use it to help others." He glanced at her, "If I used my fire back at the USJ…"
"Stop. We already agreed that it's not your fault or my fault. We blame that random League member that hit me in the head." She said, tapping the scar on her forehead.
The first dish arrived at that moment, Uraraka studying the sea urchin in her plate. She glanced at Todoroki to imitate him, and managed to eat a bite without making a mess. It was good. Like, really good. "This is almost as good as my mom's cooking…" She mumbled.
"Yeah, my sister likes to cook too, and I think it's better than this." He admitted.
"You have a sister, right. And a brother too?"
"Yeah. Natsuo is in university, but Fuyumi is a teacher."
"That's amazing! What does she teach?"
"A bit of everything, since she teaches elementary school children." Todoroki replied, "I think she said…"
Slipping into the conversation was surprisingly easy. Uraraka and Todoroki didn't even realize that they talked through the entire dinner, about family (except his father), friends, school, the internship and anything else.
They didn't notice how their eyes never left the other's face.
-x-
Izuku's heart was racing. He was fairly sure it was shooting out of his chest, or rushing up his throat and escaping through his mouth.
For a while, he and Himiko had been sticking to safe topics. The Tournament, the internships, their respective family – though Izuku refused to even imagine what was going on at home right now, so he stuck more to older memories – their friends and so on.
Momentary headache aside, he had a good night, but now they were leaving the restaurant, arms intertwined again. And Izuku knew that he had a choice to make, and he had to make it soon. There were maybe five minutes before they reached her house, and he really wasn't sure what to do.
'What would All Might do?' Izuku wondered, trying to imagine the scene.
"Dear," His mental image of All Might said to a mental image of a random girl, "I know we started dating because of an arranged marriage…"
The random girl chuckled, "Yeah. I guess piece between the criminal underground and the Yakuza…"
"Yakuza?! Where?!" Imaginary All Might asked, looking left and right in muscle form.
'Goddammit.' Izuku sighed. 'Alright, second time's the charm.'
"Dear, I love you." Mental All Might, this time already in Muscle form, said. Uh, this time he jumped straight to the confession.
"I'm sorry All Might. I always saw you as a great friend and a fantastic Hero-in-Training, but I'm afraid I don't see you that way." Random Girl replied. Izuku gasped.
"I-I see…" Mental All Might deflated. Literally, he turned back into his skeletal form.
'Goddammit! Alright, third time's the charm!' Izuku shouted mentally.
"Dear…" All Might took a deep breath, "I am in love with you. I didn't realize at first, but…" He paused as a telephone rung, "Sorry, it's the Hero Network, I really have to take this…"
-x-
"The sad thing is," Nana said, shaking her head, "That's more or less how it would go."
"Which one?" Banjo asked.
"Yes."
-x-
"Aaaaaargh!" Izuku shouted, startling Himiko and several passersby.
"What is it?!" She asked, and he turned an impressive shade of red.
"N-Nothing. Sorry, uhm, I think I… I dozed off for a moment." He said, desperately searching for an explanation, "I lost my balance and woke up abruptly."
Himiko yawned. "Well, it is pretty late. And you did a lot today. I guess it's to be expected. Come on, Kurogiri can take you home."
Izuku nodded. Hopefully, his parents were done doing what they were doing.
Wow, that was an impressive sentence to avoid admitting what was going on- No, focus Izuku. Focus on your crush… That you have… And you really want to ask… But what if she says no…
"Izuku." Himiko asked, and he stared at the building. Oh god, they were already there?! Did they teleport while he wasn't watching- "Are you ok Izuku?"
Izuku looked at Himiko. The girl stared at him with her grey eyes, a look of worry on her face.
She was worried for him, and he wondered if she was just worried for a friend or more. Izuku had never really considered the idea someone might be in love with him. And maybe this was just wishful thinking. He wasn't sure what the telltale signs of a girl's interest were. They had interlocked their arms and done so often and gone on dates, but the fact those were all done as friends to sell the fake relationship kind of… dulled them.
He was sure he liked Himiko.
He just wasn't sure of what exactly that entailed.
"Himiko, can I ask you something?" He asked.
-x-
Every single Vestige leaned forward at once. Banjo and Shinomori had a look of anticipation, Nana seemed worried, En and the Third conflicted, and the Second and Yoichi looked positively horrified.
-x-
"Yes?" She said, "You are acting weird tonight, Izuku."
"I… I wanted to know…" 'Come on brain, do your job! Come on!' "I… Wanted to know… What you… Think of me?"
Himiko tilted her head to the side, a surprised look on her face. "I… I guess… Well I definitely think you are a great guy and a fantastic friend." She nodded, "I think I wouldn't feel so comfortable with just everyone doing this whole relationship act, but with you... overtime it's just become great you know? We go out together and... I guess we fit as fia-friends. I guess we fit as friends."
"Right. Right…" Izuku nodded. That… hadn't helped as much as he had hoped. He didn't expect her to confess or anything, but he had hoped that she would say something he could take as a sign she liked him.
-x-
The collective facepalm of the Vestiges could probably be heard outside Izuku's head.
"She just said 'great guy'!" Shinomori shouted.
"She just said she feels comfortable with you!" Banjo said, "She is basically stating she could take the next step you moron!"
Nana groaned in her hands, "She almost said fiancés. Is he a black hole? I don't think I've ever seen something else this stupidly dense!"
"A romcom protagonist is usually denser, so nothing unusual." En noted, getting a glare from the other three, "Oh give me a break, I call it as I see it." The glares intensified, and En looked away, "Tsutsumi would agree."
"Stop talking about Tsutsumi! Do you have a crush on her or what?!"
"I am a Vestige of a man that died over sixty years ago, Banjo."
"That isn't a no!"
"Thank god he is dumb." The Second muttered, "Ain't that right-" He turned to the Third, only to see he had punched the side of his chair in frustration, "Are you rooting for them?"
"… No?"
"Et tu Brute?"
Yoichi sighed.
-x-
Izuku nodded. "Soooo, should we go in?" Himiko asked.
"Ah, of course." Izuku nodded. 'I'm not giving up.' He decided, 'I just want to be sure this is more than friendship. I can start think about it properly, and maybe… maybe organize something that can be an actual date. Yes. I w-'
Honestly Izuku hadn't really been focusing on what was going on in the room, but when he noticed Tomura sobbing on Compress' shoulder, the latter looking like he wanted to be anywhere but there, he couldn't help but look to the nearest Villain, a guy that looked somewhat familiar. "Hi."
"… Hey, aren't you the Green Valley Clan's heir?" The dude asked, "Back from a date, uh?" He added, glancing to Himiko, "Good for you."
"Thanks." He said, "Uh… What's going on?"
"Well…"
-x-
All for One had expected many things when he opened a portal to the bar. He expected a party, of course, and most likely several drunk people.
He hadn't expected to find Tomura and Emperor Yotsuura in the middle of an arm-wrestling match. One that Tomura was clearly losing, on the ground of having to use only four fingers to hold on to Yotsuura's hand. And most likely being weaker than a guy built like an athlete.
"Tomura." All for One said out loud.
His… 'son' – ugh – turned toward him and immediately lost, Yotsuura shouting in triumph. "Dad?" Tomura asked, sounding clearly intoxicated. Yotsuura instantly stopped cheering and deflated at the mere sight of the man.
"Ah, Tomura, good to see you are doing fine." He said, ignoring the fact his son wobbled precariously as he stood back up. Well, and there he went vomiting in a convenient trash can. Nope, not convenient, it was Monster Cat's current body. And there was Monster Cat jumping up and throwing the stuff back at Tomura. Ew.
Sometimes the Symbol of Evil was worried his choice of Tomura as his heir was proof of senility. Then he remembered he was actually supposed to be a spare body. Yeah that made more sense.
"So," He said, ignoring the shout of disgust and the hissing cat that promptly left the trashcan behind and decided a chair would be a more comfortable sleeping spot, "I am leaving for a bit Tomura."
"You what?" Tomura asked, suddenly forgetting that his pants were covered in vomit.
"Yes, I am leaving for a bit on a vacation. Until I'm back…" He looked around, and took a deep breath, "I trust you to run your missions while following all the instructions." 'Which really means I trust that the League won't vanish while I'm gone.'
"I- Are you sure?"
"Of course."
"Yes! Does that mean I'm the leader?"
"Oh no, your sister is. But she is busy with school, so I expect you to run most of the day to day stuff."
He hadn't expected Tomura to start crying. He rolled his non-existing eyes – fuck his life - and let him do that, taking the time to look around for the other reason he was here. "Oh, by the way, is there a guy named Oxy-Man here?"
Tomura pointed to the floor, where Oxy-Man was sleeping after falling prey to Hina's drinking challenge. All for One marched forward and tapped him on the head. "Yoink."
"Did you just steal his Quirk?!" Another thug asked.
"Yes. Do you have a problem with that?" All for One asked, "I can't exactly carry around a respirator during my vacation. It would make going to the beach very cumbersome. Instead, I'm taking his Oxygen Production Quirk."
The sheer presence of All for One was usually enough to make a crowd part, so unsurprisingly the thug stepped back. All for One then tapped the unconscious Oxy-Man again, giving him 'Underwater Breathing' in exchange, knowing leaving your underlings completely without a Quirk was considered, to put it bluntly, 'a dick move'. Not the same Quirk, of course, but it would do. He could always give Oxygen Production ba- pfffffft, like hell he would. He had been waiting to nab it for over a week, "Alright son. Feel free to call me if something is bothering you."
"I'll call every hour father!"
All for One shivered. "Please don't."
-x-
"And that was that."
"He can steal Quirks?!" Izuku asked.
"Yeah, crazy right? That's one hell of a Quirk. Could make you the Shadow Emperor of Japan or something."
Izuku nodded, looking at the wailing Tomura. Well, he wasn't the only one that had a tough night.
He really hoped his friends were doing better.
-x-
Mustard had Hagakure's lips locked with his and…
Well, that was a fairly new development.
Uh.
How had they gotten here?
-x-
"That teppanyaki was amazing!" Hagakure said, "Thanks for choosing that restaurant."
"No problem. I mean, I figured it would be a good place."
"It was!" She looked ahead, at the station, and he did the same.
"So… I guess this is it, uh?" He asked.
"Yeah…" Hagakure smiled, "Uhm, Masutaro, can I ask you something?" She asked.
"S-Sure."
"What do you… think of me?"
"Well… You are great. We haven't known each other for a long time, but I think you are definitely one of the best people I've met." He said, blushing a bit, "I know this sounds a bit weird…"
"I like weird." She had said, and unknown to Masutaro she had taken a decision, "And about my personality?"
"Well, you are very sunny and… and direct… Is that a weird thing to say?"
"No, definitely isn't." Hagakure leaned closer, "I'm definitely very direct. So here is a direct request. Be my boyfriend, Masutaro."
-x-
Oh, that was how.
Masutaro wondered what Hagak- what Tooru was thinking. I mean, he wasn't attractive! He was a scrawny fifteen years old!
Well, not that scrawny anymore, Stain and Mister Yagi had managed to solve that.
But he was a Villain!
Granted one that was pretending to be a Hero-in-training.
But he was a Criminal!
Sure, he might have never committed any real crime – well, he had knocked out Bakugo with his gas once, but nothing more – but still, he wanted to be a Villain!
…
Did he?
…
Ah, screw it.
He hugged her and she hugged him back, with a cheery laugh that parted her lips for a moment. Masutaro felt his heart beat faster and faster as she whispered, "I take that is a yes?"
"... Yeah. Yeah, it is."
Their kiss was inexperienced, the clear sign of two teens that had never kissed anyone before, but it was a long one.
-x-
"Thank you for tonight, Bakugo." Momo said, bowing her head while standing in front of the large limousine her parents had sent to pick her up. It was very embarrassing, but with Mina and Kirishima leaving to take the train, and Bakugo already living in Musutafu so not needing a lift, she had no choice but to call in the car.
"No problem." He… said? Uh, surprisingly little grunting from him, "It was fun."
"Y-Yeah, it was." She said. She had learned a lot about him that night. He knew how to play tennis, could play the drums, could cook, could even sew apparently.
Momo realized, sitting in the car, that she might have been idealizing Bakugo a bit. He still had issues. He was almost always angry, and she knew that was a problem. But whenever he calmed down a bit, Yaoyorozu saw… something in him.
She blushed, holding her face with both hands. 'Oh dear, I think I'm in love…'
-x-
"Thank you for the night, Todoroki." Uraraka said, standing in front of her door. Todoroki smiled, exchanging some final words before he left and she entered her apartment.
He walked down to the parking lot and into the car, feeling his heart beat in his chest and looking at the apartment as he moved away.
"Mister Kurumada, can I ask you something?" He said.
"Yes, Mister Todoroki?"
"When I look at Uraraka, my heart beats faster. When I move away from her, my heart beats faster and I have this weird feeling of… longing for her. Is that normal?"
Kurumada was an excellent driver.
That was the only reason he didn't drive the car straight into a light post when he heard that.
"W-Well, Mister Todoroki, I believe you are infatuated."
"You… think so?"
"I most certainly do. But if you don't think the same, I'm sure miss Fuyumi can give you her opinion too. Or perhaps your fa- no, that's probably a bad idea. But I believe mister Natsuo also has a girlfriend? They should be helpful."
Todoroki nodded.
'infatuated…' He wondered, "Are you sure I'm not having a heart attack?"
"Do you feel your left arm?"
"Yes."
"Positive then."
-x-
Yeah, it was probably a fairly normal night for everyone else.
(XX)
*Pops champagne* He did it boys!
He did it!
...
Oh you think I mean Izuku?
Look, I'm the first person that agrees it's obnoxious for a romcom to make their protagonist wait hundreds of chapters to confess... But there is a time and place for everything. Could this have been it? Sure. Was it? No, not really. Izuku is trying, but it will take time. He can do it tho. I'm sure.
Or maybe I'm just too positive.
So yeah, Todochaco is a go, BakuMomo gains massive points over BakuTsuyu and MomoJiro, IzuToga proceeds (?) slowly and well, Hagakure said 'hell no I'm no romcom protagonist' and went straight for the prize.
Good job Masutaro.
Oh and Izuku has more bodyguards. What, you thought the Clan would risk it all on two girls? Of course they sent more bodyguard candidates.
MiniArc over, time for the Hero Name and Internship. Gonna be fun.