Chapter 6: Homecoming
Izuku: time to use my mind powers to un-brainwash her
Izuku: whoops. well I don't know what that part was, but I think-
Kuroga: Izuku, my heart, my stars, the light of my life, let us run away together
Izuku: fuck
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Chapter Text
Katsumi was glaring angrily at her spicy chicken.
She had been forced to come to the cafeteria because Momo was refusing to bring her and Kyoka food. It was her fault, honestly. She had snapped at Momo, saying that she didn't need her to keep doing that. Momo's eyes began to tear up and she ran off, making Katsumi actually feel bad.
Kyoka later explained that she was probably doing that so she didn't feel like she was doing nothing while everyone else was trying to find him, and Katsumi later found out that Momo also had been bringing food to the busy support class as well as making whatever element they needed, although she could only make so much.
So, because of her attitude, Katsumi was forced to go to the lunch room, where she had to deal with everybody either blissfully unaware of her pain, or their sympathy. There was nothing she hated more than sympathy.
She turned back to her meal and looked over at Kyoka's. She hadn't been eating much lately, and that caused Katsumi some concern, but today she seemed to be eating healthily enough.
Suddenly, a portal that looked just like the one that the villain in the USJ made opened right above her table. She sprung to her feet, ready to do battle when her eyes widened dramatically.
A very naked Izuku looked up at her from underneath a shadowy woman and smiled. "Hey honey, I'm home."
Katsumi grabbed her nude boyfriend and dragged his naked body from under the villainess, who seemed to be trying to hold his hand.
"ARE YOU FUCKING KIDDING ME? YOU WERE ALMOST GONE A WEEK, AND THE FIRST THING YOU SAY IS A FUCKING JOKE! DO YOU HAVE ANY IDEA HOW WORRIED WE ALL WE-?" Katsumi shouted, only to be cut off by a searing hot kiss.
Izuku eventually pulled away from his girlfriend, leaving her red-faced and panting. "You have no fucking idea how much I missed you, toy." He whispered to her, making her too flustered to stay angry.
Izuku turned to his other girlfriend and was immediately grabbed in a huge bear-hug, almost knocked to the ground by the enthusiastic rocker girl. "I love you, and I'm never letting you go." She whispered, even her jacks wrapped around his body.
"Heh, I'm not going anywhere, adorable." He assured her, only to feel another pair of arms wrap around him from behind, with the owner resting her head on his shoulder opposite to Kyoka.
"Love, I think that we should move to your bedroom. Which one is yours?" The shadowy girl from the USJ said.
Suddenly, she was grabbed off of Izuku by Katsumi, who pinned her to the table. "You have a hell of a lot of nerve showing up here, villainous bitch." She growled, making Kuroga yelp.
"Izuku! Help me!" She called, sighing in relief when Katsumi was pulled off her by Izuku's Quirk.
"Katsumi! That's enough, she's not a threat!" He said, getting the girl to calm down a little bit.
"I think you owe us an explanation, Izu." Kyoka said, still having her arms wrapped around his midsection.
"Yeah. Come on, let's take this back to my room. I'll explain everything and introduce my savior to you two." He said, lifting all three of them with his Quirk and walking before a thought occurred to him. "Hey Kuroga? Could you make a portal to my room? It's the second one in 2-F." Izuku said, smiling gently at the shadow-covered girl.
"Of course, my love!" She said, opening a wide portal that he went through without hesitation, entering his room and setting all three of the girls on his bed.
"Thank you. Now, I think these two want a bit of privacy, so I'm going to need you to make a portal to a bathroom and lock yourself in. Come back in about fifteen minutes." Izuku requested.
"Of course, I figured I would have to share you with other women anyway." Kuroga said, bowing slightly before sinking into a portal, presumably to a random lockable bathroom.
"Alright. Talk." Katsumi said with her arms crossed. She expected a damn good reason for him escaping with a known villain, and why she kept calling him love. "I swear, if you fucked your way out of a villain hideout-"
"Relax, I didn't! All I did was free Kuroga from her mind control and then I accidentally did something to her brain. She keeps saying she loves me, but that's impossible." He said, his inner turmoil showing itself.
"Well, was she in love with you before?" Kyoka asked, still clinging to him possessively. She was reluctant to let her boyfriend go again, and would probably kiss him silly in bed that night.
"Well, I don't know." Izuku said, pressing his hands into his face. "God… I feel like such a fucking villain!"
Katsumi and Kyoka could tell that their boyfriend was upset, so they decided they would fix it the best they could. Nodding to each other, they moved around him, Kyoka kissing him softly while Katsumi planted kisses on his jaw, neck, and collarbone.
"You. Aren't. A. Villain." Kyoka said between kisses, stroking his face when suddenly his door was knocked off its hinges, the sound of the crash followed by a bellow.
"I AM HERE!" Toshinoko Yagi, better known as All Might, said as she decimated his door. "WHERE IS THE VILLAIN, YOUNG MIDORIYA?"
Izuku was immediately on guard, standing up and looking All Might in her black and blue eyes. "She isn't a villain, and I will protect her. Even from you."
Toshinoko looked around her students bedroom and realized a very striking detail. There was a lot of her merchandise. He had figurines, posters, even framed pictures taken from her more memorable fights.
"I-I didn't realize you were such a fan." She said, not sure whether she was creeped out or impressed.
"You've always been my favorite hero, but that doesn't mean I'll let you hurt Kuroga." Izuku said, his voice low and threatening.
Normally, All Might would brush off his pseudo threat and demand he tell her where the villain was, but this was the young man who effortlessly leveled a city. Who killed the thing made to kill her - with a mini-nuclear explosion no less! The only limit seeming to still hold him back seemed to be how much he could do without killing somebody.
"There will be no need for unpleasantness, I'm sure he has an excellent reason for defending her, so I believe we at least owe him an explanation." A rat-bear hybrid woman said, strolling in with a cup of tea in her hand. "Hello, Midoriya. I do not believe that we have been properly introduced. I am Nozomi, the dean of this university. Would you mind telling me why you are protecting the shadow woman? She is the one who abducted you, but you don't strike me as someone who would develop Stolkholm syndrome so fast."
"You're right on that last point. She was under the control of a woman named All For One." Izuku said, only for All Might to grab his shoulders and look him in the eyes.
"ARE YOU SURE IT WAS HER?!" She asked with intense urgency. He had never seen the symbol of peace so… afraid.
"That's what she called herself. Tall, beautiful woman with purple hair?" Izuku said, only for All Might to get more nervous.
"I-I thought I killed her. If she's back, we are all in danger." She said, pacing back and forth.
"Not as much as we may have been in. The way I see it, we have all that we need to bring this villain down the moment she shows her hand." Nozomi said, gesturing to Izuku with her teacup. "Tell me, Midoriya, when was the last time you struggled to accomplish a great feat with your Quirk? If you aren't worried about collateral damage, is there a limit to your strength that you have found?"
Izuku thought for a moment, and he grit his teeth for a moment before the whole room darkened. "Take a look." He said, nodding towards his window.
Nozomi, Katsumi, Kyoka, and All Might looked out a window and saw a full solar eclipse. He had moved the moon.
"Does that answer your question? My range is the whole planet and the celestial bodies around it. I can't reach Mars, though." He said, only for a portal to open and Kuroga to tumble out into his now-empty lap.
"Hello. Ah, the symbol of peace. I wonder if the Nomu could have killed you anyway. I suppose we will never know. My name is Kuroga, and until recently I was the main transport and warpgate for the league of villains." She said simply, cuddling into his lap. "Now, I plan on staying with Izuku."
"You keep saying things like 'was under the brainwashing' and ' until recently'. What changed?" Nozomi asked, noticing the world brightening as he moved the moon back to its rightful place.
"I have a very shaky telepathic aspect to my Quirk, similarly to ESPers in old fiction. In an attempt to temporarily disable her mind, I was able to glimpse into her mind. I felt some weirdly shaky work that locked down her memory, and bound her loyalty to All For One. I was able to destroy the bindings on her loyalty. Unfortunately, it seems I've accidentally made her love me by 'touching' an unknown part of her brain.
"You did not force me to love you." Kuroga said, setting a hand on his shoulder.
"You're only saying that." He groaned, flopping back in his bed in exasperation.
"Either way, could you confidently say that you could fix her ruined memories as well?" Nozomi asked him, seeming to accept that the woman in his lap had no ulterior motives because he had literally been inside her brain.
"I think it would be better with a definite knowledge of her original identity. Without that, it would be difficult to figure memories from planted ideas. She's definitely not loyal to All For One now, but, as far as I can tell she's still retained some of the programming."
"We can take her to one of the labs, and then we can use our scanner to try and get her identification." Toshinoko suggested, seeming… deflated to Izuku.
"Marvelous idea. How about Midoriya and Kuroga come with us, and Bakugo and Jiro stay here in his bedroom." Nozomi suggested, getting an affirmative nod from Izuku. Katsumi and Kyouka grumbled at that.
"Alright, but you have to completely pamper me and Kyoka tonight, got it?" Katsumi said, hugging him one last time.
Nozomi led the other three people through the halls of her university until they arrived in a small concrete-walled room with a camera-like machine pointing at the far wall sitting in the middle of the room.
"Now Kuroga, could you please get rid of your smoke?" Nozomi asked her politely, causing her to jump slightly.
"Y-You mean strip? I only wanted to do that for Izuku…" She said, making Izuku do a spit take.
"I promise you'll be safe, Kuroga." He said, blushing over what she said.
Kuroga wasted no time dissipating the smoke at Izuku's reassurance. "Okay, I completely trust you." She said, shocking him considerably.
She had soft hair, like a black and purple cloud, slightly pale skin with a medium sized bust and wide hips. She was beautiful, even as he struggled not to look below her shoulders at her exposed skin.
"You trust me?" He asked her, frowning in confusion. Sure, he made her fall in love with him by accident, but completely trust him?
"Well of course I trust you!" Kuroga declared. Izuku sputtered for a moment, thoroughly confused at this point.
"Wha- huh- Why?" He asked oh so eloquently, Kuroga giggled at his incredulity. "You barely know me!"
"Oh, Izuku, that's where you're wrong!" Kuroga explained giddily, "You said your control of your telepathy is shaky, yes?"
Izuku nodded and Kuroga continued, "Well, while you were wrestling with my mental restraints your memories and thoughts bled out into my mind. Didn't you think it odd that I didn't even try to fight back a little?"
"So I didn't brainwash you?" Izuku asked nervously.
"Of course no-" she began, only to be cut off by a broken voice belonging to someone who just walked in.
"Oboko? Is that you?" Shoka asked, blinking tears out of her eyes.
"Huh? That name… It's familiar!" She said excitedly, only to be crushed in a hug.
"We all thought you were dead, what did they do to you?" She asked, burying her face into her friend's neck.
"I'm sorry, but I'm afraid I do not remember you quite yet. Soon, my beloved will fix my memories, then I will be able to talk with you as myself." She said, careful not to upset the woman at her shoulder, who turned to her problem child.
"Do it. Hurry up. Her name is Oboko Shirakumo. She attended UA university with Shoka Aizawa, Hazasha Yamada, and Nemuri Kayama. She is thirty three years old. Do it, problem child. NOW!" Shoka snapped, glaring at her most powerful student.
"I need a quiet, undisturbed place. I really have to focus." Izuku explained, making Shoka sigh in annoyance.
"Let's give them the room." Nozomi suggested. She set about clearing herself, Toshinoko, and Shoka out to give Izuku the room.
As soon as they were gone, Kuroga, or rather Oboko, sat down on a bench that sat on the wall of the room. "Please, come lay your head on my thighs, my beloved." She said, patting her empty lap.
"W-What?" Izuku asked in confusion. He didn't also make her want to fuck him on accident, right? He hadn't even opened her mind yet!
"I figured that I would give you a comfortable place to rest your head while you work, my love." She said, gently smiling at him.
Sighing, Izuku laid his head down on her warm, soft thighs and closed his eyes, feeling her gentle hand cover his eyes nicely.
It was a slow, and excruciating process for him, but he was carefully able to unbind every memory she had. There were some surprisingly stubborn memories in there, though it seemed as though they were much older, if the images of a younger Aizawa were anything to go by.
When he finished his tiring work, he looked up and saw her smiling face. "Thank you, master." She said with a teasing smirk.
Izuku sputtered. "Master? Why are you calling me that now? Did I fuck it up some how?" He asked in a huge amount of worry.
"Heh, no, you did it perfectly. I have a bit of my memories as Kuroga coming through still, and that will never change. I've taken on some interests of hers, one of which is subservience. Besides, don't you want a dirty little maid at your beck and call?" She teased him, smiling somewhat lustfully.
"I-Interesting. Did you get any other hobbies of hers?" Izuku asked, hoping to change the subject.
"Well, I still like collecting glasses. It was a weird little hobby of mine. Not something that damn brat could respect in the slightest." She huffed.
"Heh, yeah, I can only imagine how much of a brat Hand-Job was." Izuku commiserated. Oboko sighed, irritated at the memory of that damnable woman.
"You don't even know the quarter of it!" She exclaimed. Izuku motioned for her to go on. "Do you know how many of my prized glasses she dusted because of her hissy fits?! I COUNTED. 543!"
"Damn, is that like, total?" Izuku asked, morbidly curious. Oboko growled.
"No. That was only this year." Oboko nearly hissed, but then she realized something and she screamed. "GOD DAMNIT SHE'S PROBABLY RUINING EVEN MORE RIGHT NOW! FUCK!"
"Easy, easy, Obo, it'll be okay. How about this: they would have moved hideouts after finding out you defected, right?" He suggested, at her nod he continued. "In that case, let's just make a portal and send me through, I'll use my Quirk to gather them all while you talk with Shoka, and then I'll come back with your glasses for you. Okay?" He assured her, sitting up and gently rubbing her head.
"W-Well, there are fifty in a set, but I doubt I'll still have all of them. You promise you'll be safe?" She asked, hugging him to her.
"I swear. Now, make the portal and then go talk to Shoka. Don't forget to make another portal in two minutes to get me out." He said, kissing her head as she opened it and then went out the door as he went in and found himself in an abandoned, but pretty cozy bar.
Izuku noticed a sign out front, the kind that they put on property that was for sale. All for One works fast, it seems. Izuku continued scanning around the room and his gaze landed on the shelf behind the bar and found a shelf for glasses. They all shone like crystals, the intricate glasswork scattering the dim light, but after a quick count he only found thirty four. Shrugging, he picked them all up with his Quirk and went back through the portal as soon as it opened.
He emerged and saw the girl he saved with his homeroom teacher passed out on her shoulder. Izuku lifted her too, making her very comfortable in a telekinetic bubble. "I have your glasses, Obo. Let's get sleeping beauty here to bed and then we can look into replacing the sixteen you're missing. I already have an idea on how."
Grinning at the return of something that mattered to her, held by the one person who mattered to her, Oboko kissed Izuku's cheek and opened a portal to Shoka's room, which he put his teacher through and into her bed, and then he brought his now-mentally repaired portal girl to his room so they could safely store her glasses.
When they got into his room, Kyoka and Katsumi eyed the new girl suspiciously before she dispersed her misty disguise and revealed her nude form, which she covered with one of Izuku's longer shirts.
"Kyoka, Katsumi, this is Oboko. She's… um… well-" he began, not really sure what she was to him. He planned on marrying both Kyoka and Katsumi, so they were his fiances as far as he was concerned, but was Oboko his girlfriend? Lover? Mutually attracted individuals?
"I am Master's girlfriend/slutty maid!" Oboko declared with a bright smile. "He chose such pretty girls to marry too!"
"A-Anyway. Katsumi, Kyoka, please don't disturb these glasses without her permission, they mean a lot to her. I need to replace sixteen as it is." He said, realizing how expensive it would be. Also, his unused sock drawer was hardly a good place to keep them. 'heh, if I had enough money, I could replace her glasses and buy that old hideout. It could be a nice hangout for the students, and Oboko could bartend again.
"Hey, why don't you ask Yaomomo?" Kyoka suggested. She knew for a fact that the resident heiress had a thing for Izuku, but at this point they all did, and Momo was smart enough by far to turn giving him what he wanted into an advantage.
"Hey, that's a great idea! I'll go ask her no-" he was cut off by the support girls breaking down his door.
"The tracker worked! Wait, you've been here the whole time?" The leader of the group asked, wondering what was going on.
Izuku sighed. This would take some explaining.
After the support girls left, Izuku stood up and stretched, floating one of the crystal glasses to himself. "Alright, I'm going to go ask about the glasses, I'll be back later." He said, only to hear his volatile betrothed jump to her feet.
"I ain't leaving you alone with cow tits! She'll probably get you to let her suck your dick within a half hour without me!" She said, following close behind him as he made his way to Momo's room.
He knocked on the door, and it was opened by Momo after a couple of seconds. She had been in the cafeteria getting food for the busy support class when he appeared, so she knew he was back already.
"Hey Yaoyorozu. Can we come in?" He asked her, not wanting to stand in the hallway to ask things of her.
"Of course! Come on in, Midoriya!" She said brightly, but seemed slightly pouty over the formality. They followed her from behind and noticed a body pillow on her bed.
"Eep!" Momo exclaimed, diving on top of it to hide it from her visitors before stuffing it under her bed. Izuku chose to ignore that.
"So Yaoyorozu. I was wanting to know if I could request something from you." He said, knowing that there might be a price.
"Of course! What is it that you would like?" She asked, a plan formulating in her genius mind.
"Well, the newest girl who seems infatuated with me had a collection of crystal glasses that would be very hard to replace with the money I currently have. I need sixteen of them like this." He said, showing her the cup.
"Well, that is certainly something I can do, but I would like a favor in return." She said, her plan coming to fruition already. "I have a presentation made. I would like you to watch it for me, right here before I make you your glasses."
"Sounds like a fair deal. I'll watch your presentation, Yaoyorozu." He said, noticed a projector in the corner, which she set up after sitting them down on the bed.
She fired up the presentation, which she proudly announced the title to him as soon as it appeared. "Why you should wife up the rich, big titty genius. A presentation by Momo Yaoyorozu."
