Disclaimer: This is purely a fanwork, and I own nothing.


It had been two weeks, and true to their word, Ochako, Midoriya, and Tsuyu met up every day to train. Kirishima joined them most days as well, though some days he couldn't make it. The school was sending home their academic work, one package for each week so far, so that the students would not fall behind in their studies.

Late that Friday night, Tsuyu had snuck in through Izuku's window for some alone time. After spending some - ahem - quality time together, Tsuyu rolled off of her boyfriend and curled up next to him as he wrapped his arms around her, her long hair still entangled with his chest.

"I wish I could stay here - it's so cold out. Makes it hard to sneak around. And you're so warm..." Asui sighed as she snuggled into him.

It had become readily apparent not long after they began dating that Tsuyu, who always had a been witty, had a mischievous side that only came out in private. And Midoriya loved her all the more for it.

"I don't think your parents would like me anymore if you stayed here, and weren't at home in the morning," he reasoned.

"I'm supposed to be the level-headed one, Deku," she retorted, poking him in the cheek with her tongue, "but you're right. Are we training with Uraraka and Kirishima tomorrow? We've been at it for two weeks. We could probably all use a break."

"And to be honest, I kind of think Kirishima could use some fun," Izuku agreed, "he's been a wreck since Bakugou got kidnapped. Let's all go get sushi."

Tsuyu pinched his cheeks, making him blush. "Always looking out for others. I should go before my parents realize I snuck out to see you." She got up and began quietly putting her clothes back on.

"Knock that off," he laughed. "I'll text them and let them know. Let me know when you made it home, okay?"

"Okay," she smiled, climbing out his window, "text you in a bit."


As they met with the other two the next day, they realized just how miserable Kirishima had been. Training and having the other three help with schoolwork was probably the best distraction the Red Riot had. But even as the four sat around the table, waiting for their food, he looked into his glass of water, distraught. He looked like someone told him that his birthday was cancelled forever.

"You okay there?" Deku asked, furrowing his brow together in concern.

"No!" Kirishima blurted out, throwing his hands into the air, drawing attention from the other patrons, "I know I'm like...everyone's manly best buddy, but how can I focus on being a manly bro when MY manly bro has been bro-napped!"

"It sounds like the Pros are working hard to find them," Ochako replied, putting a hand on their ginger friend's shoulder. "Then you guys can be Team Rock Hard Ex-Bro-sion again."

Kirishima sniffled. "He loved that name."

Tsuyu and Izuku exchanged glances; they remembered it a bit differently, but that was neither here nor there. Ochako had been right though; the news had non-stop coverage of the reported missing Pros and students, not just from UA, but all over. Endeavor, Hawks, and many other of the more famous Pros were being quiet on the situation so as not to tip their hand to the villains.

From the reports, it all started when Shigaraki had managed to use a small time villain, known as Gasser, to bust Kurogiri out jail. From there, they used his portals to free other villains who were good at trapping, and stealthily snatched heroes at their most unexpecting moments. So far, the new operation of the League of Villains only had roughly fifteen confirmed members, but what was scary is how effective they were when using their Quirks in unison to subdue and capture opponents.

"Bakugou is lucky to have a friend like you," Tsuyu said. By which I mean, someone that actually likes his company. She held this remark in; there was a time and place for her five star witticisms.

"People just don't understand his manly passion for the FIGHT!" Kirishima said, holding back tears, "I'd stick by my Baku-bro forever."

"That's beautiful," Ochako replied, beaming.

...what? Izuku and Tsuyu both thought.

Izuku shook off the weird sentiment and smiled too. "Don't worry, we've been working real hard, too. Someone will figure something out."

As if on cue, All Might burst into the shop, stopping in front of their table, panting heavily. He had pushed himself so hard, he coughed some blood up all over Izuku's sushi rolls.

"I uh...I'll replace those." All Might offered.

"No, I kinda lost my appetite now," Deku replied, gently pushing the plate away from himself, "I was almost done anyway."

"What's the rush, sir?" Tsuyu asked.

"Deku, we need to get you out of here, quickly!" All Might answered, "we've got some intel - something big is about to happen."

"Hey, it's that villain guy! The one who took my Bro-kugou!" Kirishima yelled, pointing at the TV.

"No, that's why -" All Might began, but it was too late; the owners had turned up the volume.

Shigaraki was on the screen. "Hello, Japan. Do not adjust your set. I come to bring you our demands. Now I know what you're thinking - 'but Shigaraki, why would we listen to you! You're the scourge of the nation.'"

"I don't think anyone's said that, but it's a good nickname." Deku said, jotting it down in his notebook.

"It's a bit hammy," Tsuyu replied, "but villains are like that."

"This is why you listen when I speak!" Shigaraki said, as the camera shifted to Todoroki, unconscious against a wall in shackles.

"Todoroki!" Everyone except Kirishima shouted.

"Todo-bro-ki!" Kirishima yelled.

"This is the son of the number 1 hero. Big Bad Endeavour. Scary, right?" Shigaraki said, standing in front of the camera. "So when I slippy-slap this little guy awake, he should either freeze or burn my face off."

Tucking in his pinky, Shigaraki slapped Todoroki across the face, right where his scar is, making everyone flinch. Immediately, Todoroki snapped awake, gathered his surroundings, and lunged his right arm forward to freeze the villain. But he grunted as nothing happened. He tried with his left. Nothing.

"What have you done to my Quirk?" Todoroki asked, eyes widening in shock.

"Science!" Shigaraki yelled, leaving whatever room they had been keeping the student in, waving his hands in the air, "Science is what I've done! You see, good people, I found a way to - poof - make all the Quirks go away."

The shop was silent, everyone's eyes glued to the screen. They had already tried something like this with Eri - but to be able to do it successfully without her? How was it possible? Deku wondered.

"So this was temporary. I mean, I'm sure you want all your freak heroes how they always were," Shigaraki replied, "So it would be dumb to permanently take their Quirks away. That's my leverage. But I will do it, unless I get. One. Little. Thing."

All Might threw some money down on the table for everyone's food. "We need to leave, Izuku. NOW."

On the screen, Shigaraki held up a photo of Deku. "I want Izuku Midoriya by the end of the week. I want him delivered to me at a drop location, outside of UA, at midnight, by the end of the week. Or else the only people who will have Quirks will be me and my special friends. Toodles!"

The four friends, who had been getting up from the table, all gaped in horror as the transmission went off the air.

During the Sports Festival, Deku had become acquainted with the feeling of having a target on his back during the cavalry battle. But this, this was so much worse. Even as they hurried out the door, he could feel eyes turning and looking at him, and hear mumblings amongst the patrons.

"Of all the unmanly and underhanded ways a guy could go after one of my friends," Kirishima scowled. "Don't worry, Deku, I'm here for ya!"

As soon as they were out the door, All Might shoved a pair of sunglasses and a hat on Midoriya's face. "It's not much of a disguise, but it's all I could grab when we intercepted the transmission."

It didn't work all that well; as All Might led them up and down the sidestreets, people turned, and pointed, some of them approaching angrily before All Might could divert them with a sharp turn down an alley. People shouted as they saw the boy from the villainous broadcast.

"I don't want to lose my Quirk over some kid!" An angry old lady yelled from a news stand, throwing a pop can at the group that harmlessly sailed over their heads.

"Grow a spine, you old bat!" Uraraka yelled back, angrily.

"Growing spines is my Quirk, you dagnabbit whippersnapper!" The old lady shrieked as they rounded a corner.

"I don't see how that would have much practical application," Tsuyu mused aloud as she hopped down another tight turn.

"WAIT RIGHT THERE, YOU PUNK KID!" A large man who resembled a rhino yelled at them, but they outran him easily.

As they finally escaped the crowds, All Might turned and led them down another dim back alley, and this time there was no one in sight.

"Sir, where are we going?" Izuku panted.

"The other kids need to get home," All Might answered, leading them further down the alley, before turning to the other three, who had stopped with shocked faces. "It's too dangerous! I must take Izuku to a secure location! Now go!"

Hurt and worried, Tsuyu, Ochako, and Kirishima slowly backed out and turned away. Tsuyu lingered though, not taking her eyes off Izuku.

"I'll be okay, Tsu," he said, quietly. "It's All Might. I love you."

All Might grabbed his arm again and led him into a run down looking building as Kirishima and Ochako gently led Tsuyu out into the main street before she could even respond.

"Some of my contacts were able to intercept that signal, but it was too late to stop it," the former number one hero said, leading Deku down what looked to be an old warehouse. Empty crates and old forklifts littered the area, and half the lights weren't working. "We've got a safe room to stash you in until this week is up and this craziness dies down."

"In this place?" Deku asked, bewildered.

"It's not a place anyone would think to look," All Might explained. "Perfect place to store somebody."

Store somebody? He wondered, Weird way to put it.

As they went to the very edge of the warehouse, Deku didn't see anything, but All Might seemed confident.

"Lift that forklift for me, that's where the entrance is," All Might directed him.

He did as directed, summoning his Full Cowl to hoist the machinery over his head, but then felt a slashing pain in his side.

"GH-AGHK," he gasped, collapsing and causing him and the forklift to topple over. He rolled over just in time to avoid getting cut again or crushed by the forklift

"Y-you!" He gasped, clutching the gash in his side.

All Might's form and clothes melted away, leaving a very naked, very insane blonde teenager looming over Izuku.

"T- Toga!" Deku wheezed, springing to his feet and doing his best to ignore the bleeding and pain coming from below his ribcage.

She inched closer to him, taking a lick from her knife before slowly melding into a psychotic reflection of himself.

"Such a handsome face," she cooed, rubbing her hands over her modified cheeks. "After I bring you to Shigaraki, I'm going to have so much fun being you, darling!"

She was closing in fast, and the blood loss and pain was making it hard for him to focus his energy to use One for All. I need to create some space!

He turned and ran, knocking over a few barrels in the process to create some obstacles as she chased, but every move he made brought shockwaves of pain rocketing through his whole body.

"Aw, don't run from me, my dearest!" Toga yelled out, in Midoriya's own voice, "you can't get far when you're leaving a trail for me to follow!" She took another lick off her switchblade as she said this.

As he ran, he looked down at the blood trickling down his side, leaving splotchy puddles across the floor. "Damn it," he whispered, arm at his side to try and suppress the pain and blood flow. He weaved between crates and barrels, before ducking behind a stack of old, wooden shipping boxes.

His head was beginning to spin as he did his best to stifle his breathing and make himself look as small as possible.

"Lover boy, come out, come out, wherever you aaaaaaaaare." Toga sang, making it all the more unpleasant to hear from his own voice.

Think, think, he thought to himself. I don't have the strength to focus a Full Cowl, and I can't go breaking my arms or legs at a time like this.

He looked at the wall of crates, a plan forming in his admittedly clouded mind. This was his best shot. He held his breath, listening as intently as possible. Finally, he heard the footsteps of his own boots on the other side of the crates.

Putting as much energy as he could into his left arm, which, at his state, was probably barely fifty percent, he waves it in an arc, similar to the cavalry battle, diverting a gust of air which pushed the wall of crates over, causing them to come crashing down against the warehouse floor. He heard a yell, and as the dust cleared, he peered on the wreckage. Did I do it?!

As he took a step forward, his own figure burst from the wreckage, tackling him to the ground, knife looming overhead. Toga had straddled him, keeping a knee in his open wound and left arm across his throat.

"That wasn't very NICE, babe!" She seethed, "I might just have to tell Tomura that we had an accident in the snatching process!"

But before she could act, a prehensile tongue wrapped around the villainous copy, and with a great tug, Toga was flung through the air.

She turned midair, ready to attack with her knife, but was met with Kirishima, who had already hardened himself, and punched the villain as hard as he could across her face, knocking her out cold.

"Deku!" Three voices yelled as they rushed over to him. Though blurry, he could make out Ochako, Tsuyu, and Kirishima.

"Heeeeyyyyyy guys," he replied, weakly, blood loss and adrenaline loss catching up to him. "Way to punch the...punch..."

"He's lost a lot of blood, go get -" He heard Uraraka say before he passed out.


"BAH!" Deku shouted, sitting bolt upright in a bed. He immediately regretted it, with the pain in his side reminding him that he had been cut not a few hours ago.

"Easy, Midoriya," came a voice, next to him. The young hero relaxed as he saw All Might next to him, but he still felt a bit uneasy. Seeing this, the retired hero added, "Don't worry, it's really me. We captured Toga."

Izuku let out a sigh of relief as he looked around. He was in what looked to be a small apartment bedroom, and next to him was his idol.

"All Might, what happened?" He asked. "Where am I?"

"I kept a a few apartments so I could stay in all areas of Japan. They're all under safe aliases. Anyway, the League of Villain's plan was two-fold. You saw the broadcast. But they also figured you'd be so thrown off by it, you'd fall right into an easy trap if someone you trusted led you somewhere safe. No idea how they had some of my blood laying around, but they damn near almost had you," All Might explained, grimly, "I rushed over to your house to get out, but when your mother told me you were out, I feared the worst. I'm sorry, Midoriya."

"Wait, is mom okay?!" Izuku replied in a panic, making his wounds sting even more.

All Might turned on his chair and grabbed the young man's shoulder. "You need to relax or you're going to tear your cut back open. Recovery Girl is on her way to get you back to normal, but for now you need to rest. Your mom is safe. I had Hawks take her somewhere secure before going to get you."

The door cracked open, and they turned to see Tsuyu Asui standing in the door frame. The look on her face, this time, was quite readable; she was worried sick. Her hands were clenched into tight, white-knuckled fists, and her clothes were disheveled from tugging on them in a nervous fret.

Seeing the look on her face, All Might stood up. "I'll give you two a minute alone. But first, please tell me Ms. Asu - er, Tsu," he asked, approaching her, "how did you know it wasn't really me?"

Tsuyu didn't take her eyes of Izuku as she answered. "You always refer to Midoriya as, 'young Midoriya,' in public. She kept calling him Izuku or Deku. You never do that, kero."

All Might placed a hand on her shoulder and smiled. "You've got a keen eye for details, young lady." He glanced back towards Midoriya, "take it easy on him, he's still banged up."

As All Might closed the door, Tsuyu marched over to him. Deku managed to say, "Tsu-" but that was as far as he got before she wrapped her arms around his neck, being careful not to put any pressure on his midsection, and crying into the nape of his neck.

With as much strength as he could muster, he held her back. "Tsu..." he repeated.

"I knew something wasn't right," she croaked. "I almost lost you."

Izuku felt himself begin to cry too as he put his arm more around the back of her neck; seeing her so upset broke him. "I'm sorry."

She pulled back slightly and pressed her mouth against his wet cheek. "Stop apologizing. You just got attacked, I don't want to hear sorry."

"Sor-er...nevermind. What happened after Toga took me away?" He asked, shaking.

"I convinced Kirishima and Uraraka that we couldn't leave you. They didn't believe me about it not All Might, but they didn't want to leave you either," she explained, whispering into his ear. "And once we tracked you down, we heard all this crashing and banging. If you hadn't been knocking over crates, I don't think I'd have found you in time. I'm sorry, I'm so sorry!"

"I'd be dead if not for you guys, don't say sorry either. You know," Deku sniffled, "I'm really glad I at least got to see you throw Toga into Kirishima's fist. That was like the coolest thing I've ever seen."

From her sobs, Tsuyu gave a small laugh. "I'm just so happy you're going to be okay."

"Thanks to you," he whispered into the side of her face. "You went and saved me again. Does this make me a lousy boyfriend?"

He received another soggy cheek kiss as she answered, "Shut up. You know damn well you're the best boyfriend I could ask for. You better get used to it. If the League of Villains wants you, they're going to have to get through me first."

After a few more minutes like this, Recovery Girl and All Might re-entered, and Tsuyu gave them space so the older hero could fix Deku up.

"You know, me being this familiar with you usually isn't a good thing," Recovery Girl quipped as she finished, his wound sealing itself, "But at least lately when I see you, you're not the one hurting yourself."

"Well, progress, right?" Izuku joked, weakly.

"Now that you're better though, we need to figure out what to do with you." All Might advised, rubbing his chin.

"Sir...do we...still have Toga?" Izuku asked.

All Might tilted his head at the young man quizzically. Recovery Girl and Tsuyu did the same.

"We do, young Midoriya," All Might answered. "Why?"

"I think...I think I have a plan, sir. It would just require a few things."