Katsuki slept soundly in his bed at the orphanage. The soft pillow his head rested on and the warm blanket on top of him soothed his still healing body. It had been two months since the Golden Dragon Incident and many things had changed for the teen since that night.

Katsuki along with the other supers who had fought by his side had woken up in the hospital. They were treated for their wounds despite being supers. When a number of them questioned this the doctors simply explained how people had seen them defeat the monster that almost wiped out Japan.

The group of seventeen had later been informed despite the massive damage that had been done to Tokyo alone they would be transferred to an orphanage for safe care. That had been where they had all lived for the past six weeks.

It was clear Japan was hurting all over from the news reports every day. Based on the reports nearly 5-10% of the population had perished from the attack either immediately or due to complications or from being trapped under rubble.

Katsuki's wrists were still damaged from the strain of the battle, being wrapped up in bandages. Sunlight shined in from the window. It washed over the blonde's face that woke him from his peaceful slumber. Today was an important day for him.

Katsuki pulled himself up onto all fours. Though he wasn't sure how this special day was going to play out it was his responsibility as the one who lead the charge to be there that day. He didn't want to though; he wasn't sure he was ready for what was to come. Simply having a place to sleep and eat with Izuku was enough for him.

Izuku. He had made a mistake with his best friend; something that still made him wench thinking about it at that very moment. What made him think Izuku would want a kiss from him? Sure, they almost died, but that didn't mean the younger boy shared the same feelings he did.

The two grew up together so Katsuki knew him. His affection for the super strong boy grew bigger each day. This feeling had reached a boiling point when he saw the injuries his friend had sustained. He had run over to Izuku's room in the hospital and bowed his head, crying and apologizing.

When Izuku told him it was ok Katsuki finally looked at his friend, his crush. His heart felt like it would burst from his chest. He almost lost him; he could have lost the only thing that was important in his life.

All rational thought and control left Katsuki at that moment. He leaned in, kissing the other boy on the lips. It felt nice. Something he had wanted for the past three years had at last happened.

Only Izuku pulled away. "Kacchan, what are you doing? We're both guys." Those had been Izuku's stumbling words to him. His green eyes showed a sense of worry and fear. Katsuki had never seen Izuku look at him that way.

He was an idiot. He had ruined everything with his best friend. Neither he nor Izuku had tried to talk to the other since even as they lived under the same roof.

Katsuki shook his head. He didn't need or want to think about that right at the moment. He pulled himself out of bed and got himself ready for the day.

He took the suit his new caretakers had gotten him and put it on. It was a simple outfit; nothing special or decorative about it. The only thing that bothered him was the tie. He hated wearing it like it was some sort of leash.

After Katsuki had finished he stuffed his hands in his pockets. He left the room to meet the rest of the group inside of the dining room. The other supers also had special clothes for the day.

The guys looked great and all cleaned up. To be honest he could have gotten a crush on anyone of them. Though it was clear none of them felt the same way. All of the other boys had been staring at their female counterparts.

Both Mina and Kyoka had cut their hair about a month ago, sporting more manageable dues. Itsuka pulled her hair up into a side ponytail while Tsuyu and Nejire kept their hair straight down. All of them wore lovely dresses and ornaments.

All the guys stared and complimented the girls on their looks, including Izuku. How in the hell did he believe Izuku liked boys? It was frustrating and stupid. "Hey, the limo is waiting for us." Katsuki pointed toward the door.

He just wanted to get this over with and go back to bed.

Nejire couldn't help staring wide eye at the crowd that was before them. She and the others sat on a large stage set up in the middle of Tokyo. A huge crowd had gathered for the ceremony with press and media outlets throughout.

She saw stuff like this on TV when she walked by shops though seeing it for her seemed otherworldly. It also didn't make sense considering the city was still recovering.

A member of the royal family even stood at the front of the stage, giving a speech. Nejire was certain they called her a princess. A real princess was talking about her. "I am so thankful to be here today," the princess continued her announcement. "This would not be possible of course without the courage and strength of the people who sit behind me."

Nejire glanced over at her fellow supers. They all seemed to fidget in their chairs, glancing around nervously or trembling. It seemed none of them knew what they should be doing.

"Without any further ado, I like to open the stage to these fine young ladies and gentlemen to speak," the princess finished. She turned toward the group of supers and bowed as the crowd cheered on.

Nejire remembered their caretakers at the orphanage informed them they might have to make a speech. That seemed a bit much for her. Not only was she still recovering from the attack she didn't know what to say to these people. They had treated her and the others like monsters up until now. Bitterness and confusion swelled inside of her young heart.

Someone stepped forward.

Nejire's gaze fell on them. Katsuki who lead them into the battle for their lives walked up to the microphone. The blonde had his hands stuffed inside his pockets, his back straight.

Katsuki stood there in silence for a few moments. The crowd slowly calmed down. Nejire and the others leaned forward, waiting to hear what the boy would say.

"You know nearly my entire life I was told I was a monster. I was thrown out of my home by my parents and had to fight to survive with my childhood friend who also happened to be a super." Katsuki's voice was even, not filled with anger nor warmth. He kept his eyes on the crowd.

"That isn't just my story; it's the story of the supers all over this country. Yet we've endured it. If we can do that then you can rebuild your lives from that horrible day."

A wave of shock came over the crowd.

Nejire's mouth had become agape. Katsuki was actually encouraging the people just like he had done for them that day. He wasn't yelling or blaming the people like he should have.

"You just need to fight for it," Katsuki continued. "We supers have been fighting our entire lives so you have no excuse. We're human too so we know what it's like to suffer, to worry, and be scared. So give us a chance to live like everybody else. For those of you who don't know my name it's Katsuki."

All eyes remained on Katsuki for a while. Lights flashed and cheers filled the area. Katsuki stepped back and headed to his chair in the middle of the group.

After that the others spoke no more than their names and small thanks. The medals were then brought up. The princess came over to each one of them, placing their medal of heroism around their necks. They were then forced to take some pictures as a group before they left the stage.

Mirio and the others had been ushered back stage after the ceremony had finished. Mirio was thankful it was over. He never done something that public in his life before and at the same time it had been greatly exciting.

He looked up to the front of the group where Katsuki was. "I'm surprise you gave that sort of speech. What brought that on?" A faint smile rested on his face.

Before Katsuki could answer, a voice called out from behind them. "Excuse us, could we have a word with you all." The group of teens stopped to look back at who had called them. A couple dressed in the riches outfits Mirio had ever seen stood behind them.

"Who are you guys?" Mina asked. She pointed her finger at them.

The beautiful woman with long black hair that fell down pass her shoulders rested her hand on her chest. "We are the Yaoyorozu family and if you would allow us we would like to sponsor all of you."

Mirio raised his eyebrow. "Sponsor?"

Tamaki sunk his shoulders down as if to make himself smaller. "What does that mean?"

"It means we will provide you with a proper place to live, an education and anything else you may require." The woman informed them simply.

Mirio wasn't certain he understood. How was that any different from the arrangement they had at the moment? The only difference seemed to be that they would get an education though he had managed this long without one.

Katsuki stepped forward. "Why would you want to do that for us?"

The woman lowered her head sadly. "Our daughter was a super; however, she could not control her power when it first manifested. It accidently killed her. We like to believe she would have been someone like all of you, someone who could protect the people."

The man continued after his wife. "We believe in your potential to be a guiding force in this great time of need. You can be the heroes of this nation."

Mirio piped up his head in curiosity.

"What would we have to do?" Katsuki asked.

"Hurry up, hurry up!" Mina said.

"Hold on." Katsuki unlocked the door and opened it up. He stopped there for a moment, taking in the sight. Unfortunately for him Mina was far too impatient. She pushed him forward so that everyone else could see their new home.

Mina gazed into the fully furnished living room. "Its huge!" the pink girl shouted. Her head went back and forth, taking in all of the details. A wide smile spread across her face.

The living room took up the majority of the bottom floor which attach to the kitchen that left both areas open. A row of steps ascended from the back wall that lead up to the upper floors.

Denki stepped forward. "Are we seriously going to get to live here from now on?" His pure excitement filled his face. He lifted his fists up to his shoulders. "Sweet!"

"As long as we follow the rules," Katsuki said. He looked over at the other blonde from the corner of his eye. He had his hands in his pockets. "Anyway the Yaoyorozu couple said we can pick out some stuff for our rooms. So we should pick our rooms out first and-"

"Ok!" Mina grabbed Denki's arm, pulling him along. She ran toward the steps.

"Let me finish talking first, damn it," Katsuki yelled.

"We know what to do," Mina sang back. She continued to climb the steps with Denki. They quickly made it to the second floor where the first set of rooms were.

Mina's hand slid down from Denki's arm to his hand, grasping it. She stopped in the middle of the hall; she turned around to face the electric blonde. A bright smile spread across her face. "So where do you want to room?"

A tint of red came over Denki's cheeks. He scratched his cheek and gave a nervous smile. "Um, I'm not sure."

"We have to hurry if we want to get the best rooms, Denki," Mina said. She took his hand into both of hers, lifting it up near her chest. "You do want to room next to me, right?"

Mina had grown close to Denki in the last few months that they had known each other. At the orphanage they were separated on different floors because of their genders, but the Yaoyorozus hadn't given them such a rule so it was her chance to be Denki's neighbor.

"Yeah, sure I do," Kaminari responded.

Mina wrapped Denki in her arms, making him blush. The sound of footsteps on the stairs brought them out of their hug. They had to hurry if they were going to get the best rooms and be neighbors.

That night there was a knock on Katsuki's door. He had been fast asleep. The knock came again. Katsuki pulled himself out of his bed. He stomped up to his door, opening it. "WHAT- Izuku?" The scowl on his face turned to surprise at the sight of the smaller boy in front of his door. He fully opened his door. "Why are you here?"

"Sorry to wake you up, Kacchan." Izuku lowered his gaze. "I just really needed to talk with you. Is that alright or…"

"Say what you need to say." Katsuki didn't mean to sound harsh he was just at a lost for what to do in this situation. Izuku hadn't talked to him in all this time even when he asked him about them getting a sponsor.

Izuku lifted his head and nodded. "I won't take up much of your time. I just wanted to say I'm sorry for how I've been acting around you. I must have really hurt your feelings, especially when you've been looking out for me our entire lives."

Katsuki glanced away from Izuku. "I was the one being a fucking idiot. I shouldn't have done that to you."

"I still want us to be friends, Kacchan."

Katsuki focused his eyes back on Izuku. He made a muffled noise inside his throat.

Izuku's green eyes trembled. "You're my best friend and I don't want to lose you."

Katsuki pulled Izuku into a hug. He dropped his chin on Izuku's shoulder. "I don't want to lose you either." It was nice to hold his friend again. Izuku, the guy who he had grown up beside and come to love was his friend again. He couldn't ruin it again.