Masutaro followed the girls as they snuck away from the two teens passionately kissing. They were all blushing strongly, and frankly he felt a little bit ashamed for having spied on his best friends, but he felt like 'shame' ranked below 'possibly finding him stabbed to death' in the rank of things that would have made his relation with Izuku more difficult.
Death tended to be a fairly abrupt end to a friendship after all.
"Soooo… Who wants to start?" He asked.
"I will." Asui said, "Called it."
"What?"
"I told Midoriya his Quirk was like All Might's before. Called it." She said proudly.
"Ok, but why aren't you all freaking out over the fact your boss is All Might's goddamn heir?!" He looked around, and noticed Jiro and Tsunotori were both looking away. "Because you didn't know, right?"
The two kept looking in any direction that wasn't the other two.
"… Wow. Really, Izukun?" He frowned. Izukun had told them and not him?
"In his defense, he wasn't planning to tell anyone." Jiro pointed out, "We found out because All Might thought Izuku had told Tsunotori, and I was nearby."
Masutaro felt some relief at that. He still didn't like the idea Izuku wouldn't tell him, but at least he hadn't intended to tell anyone. 'I will let that slide, Izukun, but you owe me one.' He thought, before sighing, "Alright. Soooo… What's the plan now?"
"I guess business as usual?" Jiro said, "Those two are clearly dating, if the fact they are currently doing some in-depth exam of each other's oral cavity is any indication."
"Yeah, but what did she mean about the blood?" Tsunotori asked, and Masutaro froze. Oh, right, they didn't know that either. They were clearly all staring at him now, knowing he was from Himiko's group, and he had no way to talk around it.
"Look, I think the details are Himiko's business. Well, Himiko and Izukun's now. It shouldn't be dangerous." 'Hopefully. I'm not taking my eyes off of them if there is a risk though.'
"Is the reason why Himiko has been drinking blood constantly since she started school?" Asui asked.
"Yeah, it's- Wait, you know?!"
Asui shrugged, "It wasn't that hard to figure out, considering she is constantly drinking from that thermos. I was curious and checked it out."
"And you weren't disturbed that she carries around a thermos of blood?"
"Eh. I mean, we are yakuza, and she is a Villain's daughter. I'd be more surprised if she wasn't carrying around human blood, given her Quirk."
Masutaro blinked twice, trying to figure out if Asui was shitting him or something, but she seemed… oddly honest about it. "Alright. Yes, she drinks blood. Please don't freak out."
"I mean, the boss seems into it…" Jiro said.
"Eh, bloodplay is a thing, I don't kinkshame."
"… I'm not sure how to take the fact you are this ok with it."
"Look, if she was a danger for him, it would be one thing, but the way I see it, the boss thinks he can handle it. We will be here to help, if he needs us, but what else are we supposed to do? Look up safe ways to get kinky with blood- Pony put down the phone."
"But it's for science!"
"… No. Bad Pony." Jiro karate chopped her head lightly, and Pony sighed, putting the phone away, before glancing at Masutaro and mimicking a 'later' with her mouth. Masutaro sent back a 'Please don't' but clearly Pony misunderstood that if her thumbs up was any indication.
This was his life now.
'Dammit Izukun.'
-x-
Kirishima looked at the unconscious body of his friend. Well, that wasn't good. He pulled him up, doing his best to not get noticed – wasn't hard, considering Shimura and Midoriya were too busy on each other's mouths – and carried him far enough that when he woke up, the predictable scream wouldn't get them found.
"Dekuuuuu!" Bakugo roared the moment he woke up.
"Uh, that was a pretty good shout." Kirishima said.
"That fucker… He got All Might's Quirk?"
"Yeah, that's super manly." Kirishima said.
"Whose side are you on?"
"My class?"
Bakugo pointed a finger at him, but said nothing for a long moment, before passing a hand over his face. "If it was someone else, I'd say he is lying, but the nerd couldn't tell a lie like that to save his life, let alone to impress a girl, he's too honest for that."
"That has to be the most backhanded comment I've ever heard." Kirishima pointed out.
"But what the fuck?! Why?! What did the nerd have that I didn't?!" Kirishima raised his hand, "If you say 'a girlfriend' I will murder you." Kirishima lowered his hand, then raised it again. "What?!"
"I just don't think you should make it that big a deal man. It's not like All Might ignored any of us. Midoriya had that Quirk since the Entrance Exams, right?"
Bakugo sighed. "Fine, yeah, All Might probably bought the 'innocent and kind' act-"
"Yeah, act…"
"But this is bad. It means he might get murdered at any moment by the serial killer."
"His girlfriend. The supposed 'serial killer'."
"Yes."
"The serial killer only you think is a serial killer, that had months to try to kill him since they started their relationship, that is currently helping him to make sure there is nothing wrong with his tonsils?"
"Ye- Don't you 'logic' me, I know what's going on!"
"Alright…" Kirishima sighed, "You know what, Bakubro, I'm all for helping you, but you should focus on your girl problems. It doesn't mean you have to not… investigate 'Himiko's plans', but maybe it would be more productive if you focused on what you want to do, right?"
Bakugo made to reply, then growled. "I'm not done with this."
"Course you aren't. That's what makes you manly, man." Kirishima said, "And hey, I'm all for helping."
He shook his head as Bakugo marched off. Baby steps, baby steps. Getting over an old crush could take time, but Kirishima – and Mina, when she heard of this – were there to help."
-x-
"I have a boyfriend!" Himiko declared as she entered the bar.
"… Yes, and?" Dabi asked.
"My condolences." Hina said with a sigh, "Happens to the best of us."
Tomura just stood up and marched out of the room.
"You guys are the worst." Himiko said, puffing her cheeks as she looked away.
"Hey, I think it's great at least." Emperor Yotsuura said, giving her a thumbs up from his chair.
"See, that's why you are my favorite minion." Himiko said back.
"You know it boss!"
"I thought it was because he is a penguin." Masutaro whispered to Himiko.
"I mean yeah, but that's not the only reason." She replied in another whisper, before grinning and turning to Kurogiri. "Best day of my life, I think I need to find a way to celebrate. Kurogiri, should we have a party?"
"Do you want a party, Himiko Shigaraki?"
"Yes."
"Then a party we shall have." He pulled out his phone, typed a few words in, and put it back, before going back to standing still.
"Uh, where is…"
"Give it a few minutes." Dabi replied, and not two minutes later a series of black portals opened as the League's members marched in carrying food, sweets, soft drinks, and a dangerous amount of alcohol.
"… You know, I am the heir of my father and the current boss, on paper. Should I be worried my supposed underlings seemed so ready to throw a party?" Himiko asked.
"I mean, do you care if they are sober on the job?" Masutaro asked.
"Not really."
"Then no."
A party popper went off and the celebrations begun.
-x-
"My baby has a full girlfriend!" Inko shouted, bear hugging Izuku with enough strength to make him actually fear for his bones.
"Mooooom, it's not a b-b-big deal- Dad, get that shit-eating grin off your face!" Izuku said, staring at his father.
Hisashi did not, in fact, get the shit-eating grin off his face, instead looking dangerously smug. "I'm just saying…"
"Don't you just say anything, dad, this has nothing to do with us being engaged."
"Oh really?"
Izuku turned red. Well, it was hard to deny that they probably would have never met if Himiko wasn't Izuku's bride-to-be, but that didn't mean he had to give his dad credit. "You just got lucky." He pouted, looking away.
"I think you are the one that got lucky."
"Dad!"
"Oh right, Izuku, you better start carrying protection around all the time."
"Mom!"
"It's good advice, Izuku Midoriya, you should listen to them."
"Kurogir- Kurogiri?"
All three of them turned toward the door of his room, the shadow man walking out of it. "Greetings, Izuku Midoriya. Miss Inko. Mister Hisashi."
"Hi." Hisashi greeted, "What are you doing here, Kurogiri?"
"Merely delivering a message from my Master." He replied, "He is on vacation, so he tasked me with it." Kurogiri cleared his throat, "Could I speak with Izuku Midoriya in private?"
The two parents glanced at each other, then Hisashi shrugged. "Sure, why not."
Izuku followed Kurogiri back to his own room, and Kurogiri nodded. "The message for you, Izuku Midoriya, is from All for One." Izuku froze. Oh god, was he going to tell him he was coming after One for All? Was he going to get teleported in a cell? Was he… "Good job."
"Eh?"
"I hear you have managed to start a relationship – a proper one, beyond your engagement – with my daughter. This is excellent for both the Clan and the League. I expect you will keep Himiko happy."
"I- Well sure but- I mean-"
"Also I know you have One for All and one day I will come for it. Do make sure we have a fun fight, alright?" Kurogiri patted Izuku very mechanically on the back, "Of course, I cannot do that if you pass it to Himiko or one of your future children and save me the trouble. Your choice really." Kurogiri sighed, "And that is the message."
"… Is he threatening to beat me up and steal my Quirk if I break up with Himiko?"
"I couldn't say. My Master's official statement is that, and I quote, 'Izuku Midoriya right now is too inexperienced. It wouldn't be an entertaining final fight if I just stomped him, a proper evil overlord requires a proper opponent-"
"Oh my god so that's why Tomura is like that…"
"And it definitely has nothing to do with his mother or my daughter'." Kurogiri bowed respectfully, "Well, I delivered the message, I should return home."
"Sure." Izuku sighed, "Thank you."
"It was a pleasure, Izuku Midoriya, have a good day." And with that the man warped away.
-x-
Kurogiri appeared in the bar and looked around.
Stain was ugly crying about how 'they grow so fast' and 'He remembered the first time they tried to stab me'.
Hina was trying to discuss with Himiko the pros and cons of a boyfriend and a girlfriend – or just the pros of having a girlfriend and the cons of a boyfriend, that was more of her thing – only for Mustard to sneakily hand her a beer and push her toward a table where several of the bigger League members were waiting to start a drinking contest.
Batto Yobayakawa was on the verge of a drunk brawl with Dabi, with Hanzo, Oxy-Man and Gorilla, plus several others, loudly cheering.
Twice, Emperor Yotsuura, and another Emperor Yotsuura were standing on a table and dancing, part of the crowd cheering them on.
As Kurogiri, he was a Noumu. He didn't really have a concept of fun, entertaining, or otherwise the option to entertain himself.
As Shirakumo, that small part still buried deep within the man of fog that had to watch it all happen, he had to admit this was entertaining as fuck- Did Dabi just set a chair on fire?
Kurogiri and Shirakumo sighed as one. This was going to be a long night.
-x-
"You are distracted kid." Miruko said, watching Midoriya's eyes gazing off in the distance out of the car's window. She had come pick him up from UA to start his work studies, but she could tell at a glance he was thinking about something else.
"Sure."
"You aren't listening to me." The Pro continued, rolling her eyes.
"I guess?"
"I was thinking I should perform a striptease here and now, don't you think?"
"I'm not sure I have an opinion."
Miruko planted her foot on the brake – it was reinforced just for her, otherwise her legs had enough strength to pierce through the floor of the car if she pushed that much – and as a result Izuku faceplanted on the dashboard. "Ow! What the…" Izuku blinked and looked at Miruko, "Ah, uhm, sorry, I think you said something?"
"Kid, I like you, but if you slack off on the job at any point, I will kick your head off your neck." Miruko replied.
"S-Sorry, it's just…" He turned bright red and glanced away, "Uhm, I have had a weird couple days. M-Maybe the best in my life, but still…"
"What's up?"
"I… I got a girlfriend."
"I thought you had that already."
"It's a bit complicated…" Izuku coughed in his fist, "Uhm, we were together, but until now it was… different. Now we… errr…"
"You are making out hard enough you are starting to wonder which one is your tongue during it." Miruko summarized, and watched satisfied as the kid turned a far warmer shade of red.
"I-I mean… I only got confused once?" He said, sweating profusely and trying to look away.
Miruko snorted. "Oh man, this is gonna be a fun work study experience. I should have gotten an intern years ago." And with that she started the engine again, the UA disappearing in the distance as they drove away.
-x-
Izuku couldn't help but smile as he watched out of the window, their care speeding away from Musutafu. He had a girlfriend, was a pro Hero, had to find a way to deal with the fact he was the heir of a Yakuza gang, and had to also, eventually, deal with the Symbol of Evil… probably. Well, most likely, he didn't exactly trust the Symbol of Evil to hold to his word forever, and sooner or later he would come for One for All. His f-f-father-in-law to be was his archnemesis.
Well, he supposed this was his new normal.
"I should put on a bunny suit and start pole dancing." Miruko suddenly said.
"WHAT?!" Izuku shouted, turning to stare at her.
"Oh hey, you are listening now, neat." The woman replied with a shit-eating grin, "You look dangerously eager for that scenario, abs-licker. Down boy, you have a girlfriend. Himiko Shimura, right?"
Izuku covered his face with both hands to hide how red it was.
Yeah, he was also interning with Miruko.
He supposed this was his new normal. Well, it couldn't get more complicated at least.
-x-
Tomura yawned, checking his phone, sent a good morning to his dad, and then marched toward the bar. He ignored his numerous goons sprawled on the floor – stepping on one just because – and at his orders, Kurogiri opened a portal.
"Hello, everyone." He said, walking through. He was in full Handj- Villain attire, and as he walked into the warehouse, he watched the four men sitting on the other side of the room.
"Sup boss!" Magne said. A murderer with at least six deaths under her belt, Magne was quite the skilled fighter, from what Giran had said, and Tomura believed him.
"B-Boss, it's an honor to meet you!" Spinner said, bowing, only to grasp at the fake lizard hand on his face. Tomura was fairly sure he had chopped those hands off a bunch of plastic dinosaurs or something, but eh, he could accept a fanboy. And either way, who else could Spinner fanboy for, Dabi? Stain? Those would look ridiculous.
Moonfish bowed. The dude was still wearing a black straitjacket, had his face entirely covered entirely, save for his mouth, and was generally covered in studs and spikes.
'Get out of here Dabi, the League has a new King of Edgelords.'
"Hungry… Need to eat… Give someone…"
'Uuuh, and a cannibal too, that's some Intimidation points for free.'
"Alright, enough, we have been waiting." The final man in the group said. Tall, blonde, built like a track, wearing a tank top and long pants, and missing his left eye. Muscular was probably the best of the bunch for the plan Tomura had in mind.
"So…" He said, trying to channel his inner All for One. And Compress. And Midoriya, because that bastard clearly had a buff in charisma and Tomura wasn't going to stay behind him, "You all have joined the League. I welcome you, as the future lead members of the Vanguard Action Squad."
"Y-Yes, thank you for having us, mister Handjob." Spinner said, bowing, only for the lizard hand to fall off.
'Alright, it's official, I hate fanboys now.' He decided. They sounded super annoying, were obsessed with impressing someone, and couldn't figure out that the person they were obsessing over probably didn't care about them at all.
In a definitely unrelated side note, he wondered how his father was doing. Probably great, he was just that amazing.
-x-
The motorcycle stormed through the barrier blocking the road, splinters of wood and plastic flying in all directions. All for One took in the situation, feeling a good old grin growing on his face, and then proceeded to look slightly to the right, ignoring the screams to his left.
"I, I am All for One." He said, "You might know me as…"
"Our Lord and Savior!" The driver of the motorcycle shouted. The woman had short, mint green hair, wore a black mask covering the lower half of her face, nose included, and connected to a sleeveless combat suit, accompanied by cream-colored boots and a green cape with a hoodie currently fluttering in the wind.
"Or the Symbol of Evil. And this excellent sycophant is…" He frowned, the screams distracting him for a moment, "What was your name again?"
"Beros, my Lord!"
"Beros, of course."
"AAAAAAAAAA!"
All for One looked at the sidecar, where a teen with tied back brown hair, clothes torn and broken, and a look of utter terror on his face mirrored by the bird that was desperately struggling to hold on his shoulder.
"And the little bitch screaming in my sidecar is Rody Soul, along with his Quirk Soul."
"His name is Pino!" Rody shouted.
"You shouldn't name Quirks, you never know when you might lose them. Also, stop screaming, you are distracting me from my narration."
In that moment, gunfire started to echo around the city. All for One turned around, to see a group of six motorcycles zoom behind them, the drivers accompanied each by a man with automatic weaponry. Luckily, they had about the same aim of a blind man – and All for One was talking from experience – so they kept going, Beros accelerating further.
Until the three of them saw all at once that the bridge ended in a dead end, a construction site still very much incomplete, and with no hope for the motorbike to jump to the other side.
"We are gonna die!" Rody Soul shouted.
"For the glory of our Savior!" Beros shouted, accelerating further as if she expected any amount of speed to be enough to make the jump.
All for One sighed and turned to his right again. "You might be wondering how I got here, when I'm supposed to be on vacation, and why I am currently narrating."
"Who are you talking to?!" Rody asked loudly.
"But I assure you, there is a perfectly logical explanation."
The motorcycle jumped over the edge of the bridge.
"I don't want to die!"
"Glory to All for One!"
"Perfectly. Logical. Explanation."
The motorcycle plummeted into the darkness.
-x-
Rody Soul yawned as he stood up from his bed. The moment he did, he immediately stumbled, falling to the ground and hitting his knee. He held his mouth shut with one hand and Pino's mouth shut with the other to not wake up Roro and Lala, still sleeping in the bed they shared inside the small mobile house they called home. Holding back his tears, he slid in the bathroom and sighed, closing the door behind him.
The moment it did, the mirror on the other side of the room instantly fell, crashing in a million pieces. He stared bewildered at the object, before sighing and slowly picking up all the pieces with a broom. He couldn't exactly risk one of his younger siblings stepping in the room and on a glass piece.
He shoved the pieces in the trashcan and shook his head. Talk about a start for the day. He dressed up, walked out of the bathroom, a snoring Pino now perched on his shoulder, and closed the room's door to enter the main room of the mobile home, that was their kitchen, living room, dining room and entrance hall. The wonders of a mobile house with just three rooms including the bathroom.
He quickly made himself some coffee, poured it in the cup, and brought it to his lips, only for the cup to break, the handle staying in his hand while the cup fell. Pino was quick enough to catch it, and promptly got splattered with the burning coffee for his trouble. The bird-Quirk shouted in pain before tossing high the cup, and Rody caught it, hissed at the hit and downed the content whole, before putting the cup down.
'Ok. What the hell?'
He took a deep breath. This day wasn't starting great. Alright. He wasn't superstitious, so even if he knew all those were supposed to be bad luck signs he shoved them aside. He quickly prepared his breakfast, scrambled egg more than enough for him, and grabbed the salt to give them taste.
The salt immediately spilled out of the saltshaker, all over the table.
"Oh come on!" He shouted, before both him and Pino closed their mouths with both hands and glanced at the room. No sound of Roro and Lala waking up. He sighed in relief, collected the salt back, and then ate his eggs anyway. He wasn't about to waste food just because it was salty enough to make Pino retch by osmosis.
With a sigh, he downed a glass of water, prepared his siblings' breakfast, left a quick note telling them he would be back by night and to not let anyone in unless they knew the person – which pretty much dialed down the number to just Rody and old man Stanleyk – and stepped out of the house.
Just as a black cat crossed his path, meowing before running away.
Pino chirped, a worried expression on his face. "Don't be absurd Pino, it's a perfectly normal day."
Pino looked downward. "No, I'm not worried."
Pino stared at him. "Yes, I know you are a representation of my emotions." Rody replied, passing a hand over his hair. "Let's just go, alright?"
Pino didn't look convinced. Ridiculous. So what if he had just gotten enough bad signs to last a full lifetime? This was just gonna be a completely normal day.
Absolutely.
-x-
All for One fixed his sunglasses, moved the white fedora he was wearing a bit back, and looked around. Otheon was a bustling country, and Otheon City especially so. There was a clear difference from the larger but less populated Kleyd, the city and country All for One had left just that morning, as the suitcase still in his hand proved. He just wished there was a bit more action. Sure, he was on vacation, but he was the Symbol of Evil. Even his vacations were supposed to be an important chance to do evil.
He had considered going on a murder spree, but while that was a fun pastime back in his sixties, he found it a bit childish now that he was one hundred and twenty. Killing without a reason didn't really fit the style of a Dark Lord anyway. It was more of a Stain move, and he was a far superior Villain.
He distractedly wondered how his daughter was doing. Tomura was… Tomura, even if his riot plan had been entertaining. Himiko, on the other hand, was rather new to being a Shigaraki, and at being his heir. He sighed. Ah, the difficulties of having to be an actual parent. Tomura had been so easy.
Then again, he had raised Tomura to be a spiteful puppet he could eventually take over when his hatred had reached a power strong enough to destroy the bond holding One for All to his wielder, so there wasn't nearly enough pressure.
He frowned. Enough about that, he was on vacation, relaxing after his plans had taken a drastic turn. He wasn't supposed to focus too much on his home life.
With a yawn, he looked around. Going to a casino seemed fun, but it was a bit too early to waste the day there. Also, he kept getting banned from those, they called him a cheater. Granted, he was, but they had absolutely no proof, so it was just the owner being petty.
He took out his phone, looking idly through the possible hotels, and then picked a random five-star residence. If he had no plans, he might as well get comfortable.
With that in mind, he begun to strut down the city, his grey suitcase hanging lazily from his hand.
-x-
Stanleyk!" Rody walked in the bar with a smug grin and leaned against the counter in a practiced manner.
The counter for some reason was damp with some sort of alcoholic liquid, likely beer, and he had to stand back up and just stare in resigned defeat at the wet sleeves of his patched-up clothes.
"Not a lucky day, Rody?" Stanleyk asked, doing nothing to hide his amusement.
"I don't get it! Coming here I accidentally walked under a ladder, stepped on a ladybug, and now this. Ugh."
"Honestly kid, that's the universe telling you something." Stanleyk replied, "You sure you want to work today?"
"I have to. Come on, tell me what you have."
"Mh…" Stanleyk frowned. "Ah, here it is. We have a delivery to make for some shady guys. A grey suitcase you have to take from one place to another."
"Sure, why not." Rody sighed, "Do you have it?"
"Right here." Stanleyk pushed it on the table. "Don't lose it, don't check what's inside, just deliver it as fast as possible without catching attention, alright?"
"What's the pay?"
"Five hundred."
"Wow!" Rody grinned. He might even buy takeout for the kids that night.
Maybe he was finally having his lucky break.
He wasn't sure why he had a bad feeling about the job.
(XX)
It's MVA, but this is about a big terrorist organization picking the wrong opponent.
Oh wait...
But here we go, the New Normal of our dear protagonist. Girlfriend, father-in-law that wants to murder you, Hero work, Yakuza stuff... There is a lot ahead for our boy.
And for our girl, of course.
Luckily, they have some good friends.
And Bakugo. I'm not sure what Bakugo is. An angry pomeranian, at least.
Yes, Spinner here is a Handjob cosplayer, since he was the one with the big speech.
Yes, he did take those hands from some life-sized dinosaur toys.
No, he won't take them off just because they don't fit.