Shouta wasn't much when it came to emotions. Most of the time he was indifferent to anything he didn't deem worthy of his attention. Those that did make the list were few. Cats, coffee, and Hizashi of course. There were also the handful of people he counted as friends even if they could be annoying at times. Then there were his students who he never admitted to actually caring about. Not in words at least. He did more so with his actions and how he pushed them to be their best selves.

However, this year was far different from years past. Never had he had a class that had been through so much so soon into their Hero careers. Not even through their first year before crossing paths with Villains again and again. And now two of his students have been kidnapped and completely out of his reach to protect.

Shouta was pissed. At himself for failing and at the League for their audacity, but he was also very much worried. He had no idea what the League could possibly be doing to his students. Didn't know if they were safe and well or hurt or even ali…no, he couldn't even let himself consider that. Shigaraki wanted Izuku for some reason so he wouldn't hurt him, right? Bakugou was another story but the teacher knew the boy would not go down without a fight.

He worried for his other students as well but Shouta knew they were at least safe whether in the hospital or at home. Out of the forty students, fifteen of them had been knocked unconscious by that Quirked gas. Then eleven others were injured from defending against the Villains or running for their lives from that fucking Noumu they just had to bring to terrorize his students. Again. Then there was Hitoshi who was currently passed out in a hospital bed from mental and emotional exhaustion.

It wasn't easy when one of your best friends was taken from you. Shouta knew exactly how it felt having lost Oboro so long ago, but he would be damned if he let his son go through the same experience as him. The Heroes were going to find them and rescue them from the League's clutches. Bring them back home to their loved ones no matter what. A promise that Shouta swore to keep as he carefully brushed some hair out of Hitoshi's face as he slept.

The Heroes had their own causalities that night. Pixie Bob was hospitalized in critical condition and Ragdoll was missing. Most likely taken by the League as well and presumably injured based on the blood found at the midway check point. They all held a hope that she was still alive but also were prepared for the worst. Death was a risk that came with the life of a Pro Hero.

But that shouldn't have been the case for his students. Not so soon and not so life threatening when they still had so much to learn and experience in life. Hizashi and the others were also pissed that the League yet again attacked the first years and even kidnapped two of them. Nezu was already hard at work coordinating with the police and other Heroes to gain intelligence and try to figure out where they were being kept so they could get them back.

They knew frustratingly little when it came to the League. Since the USJ, they only had known of Shigaraki and Kurogiri as members other than the small fry thugs and Noumu they apprehended. But they learned from Hosu that there was more where that Noumu came from. Disturbing creatures that were no longer the humans they once were after going through unknown but obviously grotesque experimentation. Whether by their own choice or not was also unknown.

This most recent attack did provide them with new information but at the cost of the safety of his students. More had joined the League and were far more dangerous than the thugs Shigaraki chose before. The self-titled Vanguard Action Squad had been organized and well prepared for a group of seven Villains and a Noumu. Shows that quality over quantity was more dangerous and did as much if not more damage than overwhelming by numbers.

There was talk amongst those on the case that there was another behind it all. A speculation they had after the examination of that first Noumu and then confirmed by Shigaraki himself at the mall. All For One, the considered Number One Villain, was backing the League though for what reasons they didn't know. Nor did they know if a man who could take any Quirk he wished would have any interest in someone Quirkless. But they also didn't know if the rumored ancient one would take the opportunity to use the other side of his Quirk and tempt the Quirkless boy with what he had been denied his whole life. Or if Izuku would take it.

Shouta sided on that he wouldn't. The kid had already turned down the Quirk of the Number One Hero. A Quirk so powerful that Izuku could have easily become a strong Hero with proper training, but the Quirkless teen had said no to his childhood idol. Perhaps a bit out of spite because declining such an offer seemed insane to some people, but mostly it was because the kid wanted to prove himself with his own strength. Show everyone that Quirkless did not mean weak or useless. And so far, he's done a damn good job at that in Shouta's opinion.

But there was a possibility of Izuku's choice not being a part of the scenario. After the mall incident, the Erasure Hero made a point that they needed to know all they could about All For One now that he had been confirmed as part of the League. All Might had been hesitant to tell those who did not already know, but was convinced by the shared front of Shouta, Nezu, Tsukauchi, Recovery Girl, and also an old-timer new-comer Gran Torino.

The retired pro had heard what happened and offered to help in any way he could. A few sparring sessions showed he was more than capable of holding his own in a fight even against Eraserhead. Besides, the old man said he wanted to save the kid to meet the one that had caught Yagi's eye as well as had built Support tech based on his Quirk. Having receive his own goggles from the boy, Shouta couldn't really blame him.

Based on what All Might reluctantly revealed and what Gran Torino knew of All For One, they got a disturbing picture of the Villain's Quirk. It literally could be all the power for one person with the ability to take any Quirk he pleased. While also being able to give Quirks to others if he wished to and had used as a manipulation tool in the past. There wasn't anything stopping him from doing the same here despite Izuku's expected protest. Unless the Heroes got to them first.

A soft knock came from the hospital room door.

"Enter," Shouta said, loud enough for whoever it was to hear but not too much as to wake up his son.

In walked his husband in civilian clothes and his long hair down in a ponytail. Shouta managed to pull himself away from their son to meet Hizashi half way in a hug. The night had been very stressful and he could very much use physical comfort from his favorite human cockatoo. The blonde held him close and placed a soft kiss on his temple which had the tired man lean more into the embrace.

"How is he?" Hizashi whispered quietly.

"Physically he's okay," Shouta replied. "Some scrapes and bruises, but when everyone was being checked by the staff, he passed out. They wanted to keep him for further observation just in case."

His husband nodded before asking, "And how are you?"

The Underground Hero had always had a hard time expressing his feelings. This was no different because there were so many and he didn't know what to do with them. Nor did he know how to properly communicate this complex menagerie of emotions whirling inside of him. So instead, Shouta tightened his grip on the love of his life and sighed heavily into his shoulder.

"That bad, huh?" Hizashi commented as he rubbed a soothing hand along his back. "I know you suck at this, but I'm gonna need some actual words so I can help you."

Shouta knew that talking would actually help but he still didn't want to though he would anyway. Communication was something they had worked long and hard on between them. Sure, there had still been occasional fights and they needed time to cool off before talking properly, but it had all worked out in time. He took a moment to try and collect his thoughts before he spoke.

"I'm…angry. Angry at the League for targeting the students again. For hurting them and taking two of them. I'm angry at myself for not being fast enough to save them. I missed them by less than a minute and if I had just been faster, I could have erased Kurogiri's Quirk and cut off their escape. I wasn't even quick enough to stop Izuku from rushing off in the first place. I…I failed them."

Rare tears were leaking from his normally dry eyes as he clung to his husband. Hizashi ran a hand through his hair despite it being gross at the moment as he held the other man close.

"You didn't fail them, Shou," Hizashi insisted despite Shouta's grunt in protest. "No, listen. I know you fought your very hardest for your students. You always do. But that does not make you a failure. I feel like a failure too because I wasn't there to protect them, but I also know that's wrong."

The blonde pushed his husband a short distance so he could look him in the eye.

"We are Heroes, but we are also human. We are not perfect nor can we save everyone. But we can still fight to save those that we can. And we will save them. You, myself, and the others will do everything we can to get them back."

The conviction was strong in his bespectacled green eyes. He meant every word and it ignited an inferno inside of Shouta to do just that. Find Izuku and Bakugou and get them back where they belonged. It also reminded him of how much he loved this man. His strong convictions were part of what drew Shouta to him. The black-haired man reached up and took his husband's face in his hands.

Their lips met strong and firm but more in compassion than anything else. Hizashi's mustache tickled his upper lip and Shouta's stubble scratched his chin, but the familiar sensations did nothing to ruin the kiss. It lasted for about a minute before they parted and eyed each other tenderly. They then both turned to the purple haired teen in the bed still sleeping.

At the very least, their son was safe after the mess at the training camp. Now all they had to do was find Izuku and Bakugou. Find them, save them, and bring them back. Right the wrongs that had befallen them and be their Heroes in their time of need.

Stay strong, problem children.

...

Izuku woke up to fingers carding through his hair. He kept his eyes closed in contentment his sleep addled brain thinking it was his mother. That they were in their apartment and it was any other morning. But then he heard a giggle that was certainly not his mother and a string of events came rushing back to him making him remember what had happened the night before. That he had been kidnapped by the League of Villains.

Green eyes snapped open to the bare room and obviously he wasn't alone. Toga, the girl from the night before, was there playing with his hair. Izuku shot up and scrambled as far away from her as he could until his back hit a wall.

"Good morning, cutie," she said, smiling brightly at him. "About time you woke up, sleepy head."

There was no window so Izuku had no way of knowing what time it was. The room was only lit by the lamp that she most likely had turned on. The Quirkless teen breath quickened as he sat there freaking out. The last thing he remembered was latching onto Dabi after he had given him back the knife from Chizome. Which he could feel was tucked into his pocket and it helped ground him somewhat. Didn't change the fact that he was watching the younger Villain before him like a hawk.

He didn't know who she was or what she could do. Didn't know why she was smiling at him like that. It could mean anything and he had been tricked by smiles before. People telling him kind words trying to lure him into a sense of safety only to turn as soon as he did. Izuku had quickly learned to not trust those smiles. Once bitten, twice shy.

"W-what do you want?" Izuku asked, cautiously.

"Nothing, just wanted to check on you," the girl claimed, still smiling. "We didn't get to talk much yesterday and I've been so looking forward to meeting you. Shiggy has been bragging about the Quirkless kid with a big brain. Though that little picture he carries around with him doesn't do you justice."

She gave him a wink while he freaked out over the information that Shigaraki carried a fucking picture of him. Obsessed much? That's creepy as hell!

"What does he want with me?" he pressed because there had to be a reason, right? Other than just wanting him there for his brain.

"To join us!" the blonde girl chirped, clapping her hands together. "Shiggy, the others, and I want a world where we can live freely. Where we can do what we want without people saying we can't."

Sounds like anarchy but okay.

"And what do you want specifically?" Izuku asked. Maybe he could learn more about the members of the League and let the Heroes know once they were rescued. "Why did you join the League?"

Her reaction was to squeal as she quickly crawled over to sit right next to him. Izuku had no time to react before she looped her arms around one of his and squeezed.

"I joined because of Stainy," she said, still smiling and flashing her pointed teeth. "He cuts people up and covers them with blood. I just love blood so much. It's so cute, don't you think?"

Golden eyes look at him expectantly. Up close he took note that her pupils were slitted like a cat's. Was that related to her Quirk? Or was it the liking of blood? It would explain her prominently pointed teeth in her smile which was now tilted to the side inquisitively. Oh, right, her question.

"Um, not really," was his answer, making her pout. "You know Stain wasn't just about cutting people, right?"

And really it was just so he could use his Quirk. A necessity that turned into a collection of blades. One of which was thankfully in the pocket opposite of where Toga was. He did not need her finding out about his knife.

"I know, you said as much yesterday," the girl replied, smiling again. "But I still like him anyway. I hope maybe someday I can become Stainy. Because isn't that what people do? Become what they love?"

Green eyes stared at her inquisitively.

"What do you mean 'become'?" the young analyst couldn't help but ask. "Is it part of your Quirk?"

The blonde nodded eagerly before she said, "Can I show you?"

"…sure?" Izuku agreed hesitantly though he wasn't sure what to expect exactly. Certainly not her grabbing his hand and biting it. "Ow!"

He tried to pull his hand away but she was surprisingly strong. He could feel her sharp teeth piercing his skin and her sucking blood out. But not for too long as she released him and immediately pulled a floral-patterned bandage from her pocket. Apparently, she came prepared.

"What was that for?" the boy demanded as he cradled his now bandaged hand close.

Instead of answering, the girl changed. Literally. A grey ooze covered her skin and then plopped down to the floor. It didn't smell bad or anything and seemed more like watered down clay than anything else. Which was probably more accurate as her features had been reformed into his own. Izuku was staring at another him who was smiling back at him dressed in a sailor uniform. It was…different.

"So, you can…change," Izuku stated, piecing what he had just learned while being mindful of his words. He didn't want to upset the Villain who had just bitten and then transformed into him. "I'm guessing by drinking their blood?"

"Exactly!" Toga squealed, latching onto his arm again. Still weird as she now looked and sounded like him. "It's called Transform. The more I drink the longer I can stay as that person. One cup is good for up to eighteen hours. I can even change between people if I drink more than one person's blood."

"Is it just their appearance and voice?" Izuku asked, not able to help his curiosity. "Or can you copy their Quirk as well?"

Wouldn't work with him since he didn't have one, but if she can copy people from their blood, she could possibly replicate their Quirk factors too from their DNA.

"Not their Quirks, no," she answered thoughtfully before turning to him with a smirk. "Not that I've experienced anyway. I can duplicate their clothes though…"

She then leaned close to whisper into his ear with his own voice.

"…but I have to be naked first."

Then for some reason she, as Izuku, climbed into his lap and straddled him. The boy tried his best not to tremble in fear wondering what the hell she was doing. He also really hoped she wouldn't feel the knife hidden in his pocket.

"You know, I bet you would look so cute covered in blood," Izu-Toga said, tracing a finger along his chin. He gulped.

"W-why do you say that?" he stuttered out.

"Because I think everything looks cute in blood," she replied, her smile turning wistful and a blush dusted his copied freckled cheeks. "Blood is so rich and red and so, so pretty. I just love seeing it and drinking it and using it to turn into people I like. Blood allows me to show my love."

She tucked a loose green lock of his own hair behind his ear as she bit down on lips that looked just like his.

"You remind me of a boy, you know," Izu-Toga practically purred. "I showed him my love and I could show you too. Though Shiggy said not to harm you so we'd have to be careful. But would you like to try, Izuku? Will you let me show you how much I can love you?"

It was kind of creepy to see himself like this but he was also fascinated by the incredible applications for her Quirk. It would be great for espionage and infiltration. Too bad she couldn't duplicate the Quirks too though perhaps she could in time with training. There was also the obsession with blood. He could see how people might be put off by it however there were Heroes with blood related Quirks like Vlad King. But what exactly pushed her to become a Villain?

"Why are you with the League?" Izuku asked, repeating his question from earlier instead of answering hers. Besides, he didn't really want to talk about love with a Villain. Didn't want Shouto to become a target like him.

"I told you," Izu-Toga answered, letting out a small huff in annoyance but still smiled. "I joined because of Stainy."

"He's not actually connected to the League, you know," Izuku stressed. "Shigaraki is just using the media claiming that but Chizome hates how the League has attacked children."

"Oh that's right, you know Stainy," the girl clapped his duplicated hands together while side stepping his point.

Seemed her time limit was up or she chose to drop his form as more of that grey goo formed on her skin. Thankfully she was nice enough to shift off of him so none of it got on him. Leaving a larger pile of the stuff on the ground. The blonde girl went back to sitting next to him as she pulled out her phone. She shot a quick text and a moment later a dark purple portal opened under the goop and it was gone.

Is Kurogiri their butler or something?

"So, what was Stainy really like?" Toga asked as she turned to him, yellow eyes eager to learn about her idol.

The greenet blinked for a moment thinking before he said, "Chizome is…intense. He has very strong convictions when it comes to Heroes and is willing to kill those he considers 'fake'. But he never went after someone without a reason and he does not target children."

He wanted to make that clear that what the League was doing did not align with Stain's methods.

"He's also caring. At least towards me," Izuku admitted, a small sad smile on his face. "He was the one to first encourage me to be a Hero, you know?"

Green eyes turned to look into yellow ones that were watching him intently. Toga still smiled and nodded her head to prod him to explain.

"I…had a really rough day when we first met," the Quirkless teen continued. "Growing up Quirkless was hard and that day in particular was…bad. But it was also the day I met him. The day I was finally told that a Quirkless kid could become a Hero when everyone else had said no. Well, my dad said maybe but Chizome told me yes."

He gazed out across the room feeling somber at his memories. That day really had been the worst and yet best day of his life. The small flicker of hope almost snuffed out by baited words, sludge, and an almighty rejection only to be fanned back into life strong by the unlikeliest of people.

"It's ironic, isn't it?" he said, letting out a huff and leaning his head back against the wall. "A Villain encouraging someone to be a Hero. But with him, it worked. I have always wanted to be a Hero and I will become one no matter what."

He then turned to look at the girl next to him directly in the eye.

"I know that Shigaraki wants to recruit me, but I could never be a Villain. I want to be a Hero who saves people no matter who they are or what happens to me. I want to save anyone that I can."

The intended 'even you' went unsaid.

Toga could see and almost feel the conviction radiating from the Quirkless boy. She, like Dabi, saw that Shigaraki had his work cut out for him with this one.

"That's very admirable of you, Izuku," she said, her smile suddenly turning sad. "But you can't save everyone. Some people have no choice but to live outside of the norms of society. For some people there's just no other way."

Her smile was now gone and she had her legs tucked up against her with her arms hugging them close. Toga looked so much younger in that moment. It made him wonder how old she really was and when she had resorted to Villainy.

"Is that what happened to you?" Izuku asked hesitantly.

Yellow cat-like eyes glanced over at him taking in his concerned expression. No judgment, just curiosity.

"Mhm," she mumbled with a nod as she turned her gaze to the ground. "I tried to be normal. To wear a mask everyday hiding who I really am. But it got harder and harder and harder to resist until I couldn't anymore."

She paused to steal a look to gauge his reaction but Izuku stayed silent as he returned her nod of encouragement from earlier. Toga gulped before giving him a small thankful smile. She loosened her posture a bit as she continued.

"Blood. I've always been fascinated by it. Drawn to it. The color, the taste. The feeling of becoming someone else. I love it all, but that's not considered 'normal'. Not to my parents or my friends and classmates. They didn't understand and were surprised when I 'snapped'."

She emphasized the last work with air quotes as well as a roll of her eyes.

"I just wanted to show him how much I loved him. Loved how he looked roughed up and bloody. The urges became too much and I let them consume me. So I consumed him."

Her expression was almost wistful as she recalled sucking the blood out of her first crush. It had felt so good at the time. Finally able to have the boy's blood inside her and be connected to him through it. A feeling of ecstasy that she could never give up ever again.

"After that, I couldn't go back," Toga said, smile dimming again. "Couldn't pretend anymore to be someone I'm not because my normal is not the same as everyone else's. But it's not fair that they get to live their lives how they like and I can't. Not without going against the law. That's why this life…it's the only way I can live my life how I want."

Izuku looked at the girl sadly. He didn't know all the details but he had a better understanding as to what drove her here. Knew all about not being considered 'normal'. Even though he was a little freaked out about her 'consuming' someone like she had when she bit his hand, but in this world of Quirks it was possible for her urges to be normal. Not to everyone else moral wise but in regards to secondary aspects related to one's Quirk if he was right that's what it was. Well, all he could do is ask.

"You say you're attracted to blood," Izuku inquired, gaining her attention. "Did you ever think…it's a side effect of your Quirk?"

Toga considered his question for a moment before answering with a shrug, "Probably, but it doesn't matter. It's my Quirk and it's what I like. I can't change that and I don't want to."

"You shouldn't have to," the Quirkless teen insisted, earning a surprised look from her. "All Quirks have side effects or draw backs and everyone has to learn to work with or around them. I'm wondering if it's not just a liking of blood but also a biological need? Like you need to drink blood after a certain amount of time or else it'll affect you negatively."

The blonde girl put a finger on her chin in thought before saying, "Hmm, maybe I do. Sometimes I get more desperate for blood if it's been a while. Blood typically tastes even better at those times."

"Like you get really dehydrated and then finally drink some water?" Izuku offered as a comparison. "Or you're starving and no matter what food you eat tastes like the most delicious thing in the world."

"Exactly!" Toga exclaimed, latching onto his arm again. "You get me so well. I see what Shiggy means by you being super smart. And you're super nice too! We're going to be such good friends, Izuku!"

The Quirkless boy nervously chuckled still unsure about the blood crazed Villain.

"Um, sure, I guess," Izuku conceded. "Though I do have a…concern?"

Toga tilted her head in confusion wondering what would worry her new friend and asked, "What is it?"

He hesitated for a moment thinking if this was a good thing to bring up while he was alone with the Villain. Not wanting to offend her or set her off. Toga seemed to change her mood in an instant and who knows what could piss her off enough to go against Shigaraki's orders. She had already bitten him after all.

"You asked if you could 'show me how much you can love me?'" he asked carefully. "How exactly do you show your love?"

Izuku cautiously looked over at her as yellow eyes were narrow and studying him closely. Again, he gulped. The air was tense as she stared at him and he did his best not to shake in fear. The smile wasn't there as if feeling challenged for how she feels and acts, but honestly Izuku just wanted to understand.

"The way I show my love is by drinking the blood of those I love," she finally said, still looking at him intently. "It's as normal as kissing is for others, but for me it's with blood. Consuming a part of them and then becoming them. The more I love them the more I want all their blood for myself. Then no one else can have them but me."

"But what about them?" he asked quietly, unable to look away. "What about those you take all their blood away? Wouldn't they just end up dead? Then you wouldn't be able to be close to them anymore."

Yellow eyes now stared at him curiously and less threateningly. His words weren't condemning her for wanting blood but rather came from a concern of the preservation of life. The subtle change was enough to give him the courage to keep going.

"And even then, wouldn't that be forcing what you want on them? Wouldn't that be the same as everyone forcing what they want on you? Taking away their right to live how they want?"

Now she looked down at the ground confused, trying to make sense of what he was asking. What point he was trying to make?

"I-I'm not saying drinking someone's blood and becoming them to show your love is wrong by all means," Izuku stressed with placating hands. "But if you end up killing someone for their blood because you want to show your love, what about them? Do they want to die for your love or do they want to live? Because there are a lot of ways people show their love and it's about finding a balance between them. Forcing what you want on others without consideration of what they want isn't…well, it's not good."

Toga's brows were pinched together in thought as she glared down at the floor. He wasn't sure what she was thinking but he wanted to make sure she knew that he didn't think her form of love was villainous. Rather it was more intense and not everyone can handle it. That she shouldn't have to hold back her love completely but perhaps show it in moderation? Though he wasn't really an expert on love himself feeling like an idiot sometimes while pining after Shouto. Hell, he'd only realized he loved Shouto just yesterday while talking to a Villain of all people. His life was so weird.

"Toga, I don't think you're bad because you show your love like this. It's a part of your Quirk and a part of you. It doesn't make you evil or anything, just different. But we're all different and those differences make us who we are."

Cautiously, he reached out and gently took her hands in his. Yellow eyes shot up to green.

"I love all Quirks and Quirks do not determine who you are," Izuku said earnestly. "I have a friend with a Quirk that people thought as Villainous, but he's training hard to be a Hero. Your Quirk does not make you a Villain, but how you choose to use it. And your Quirk is so so useful. You could be a Hero too, you know?"

She scoffed but didn't pull her hand away. Her eyes were hard but he could see tears starting to pool.

"I'm a Villain, Izuku," Toga all but spat out, though her voice was brimming with emotions. "I've killed people."

"So have a lot of Heroes," Izuku retorted, recalling researched statistics. "Whether through collateral damage or having to go all out in a fight. Casualties…they happen, but there's a difference between that and when you purposefully take a life. Stain did even though he had reasons, but…I just can't condone murder. Losing your life…no matter what it's seems like too high of a cost for someone to pay."

This time Izuku was the one to cast his gaze down as tears came to his eyes. Toga looked at him taking in his reaction doing her best to understand. The aversion to death, the tears, and the now trembling hands holding hers. After a few moments she pieced somethings together and spoke.

"Have you…lost someone, Izuku?"

The greenet shook his head as he wiped away some tears with one hand while still holding hers in the other.

"N-no, but it was close," Izuku replied, sniffling as he leaned back against the wall looking up at the ceiling. "I almost lost both of my parents. Not at the same time, but…my dad when I was ten and m-my mom…"

He trailed off not wanting to talk about it. It was too soon, too fresh. Not to mention he was in the midst of those who had worked with the man responsible for hurting his mother. Including the girl next to him who was now pulling him into a hug. It should be unsettling but he was feeling too emotionally exhausted to care. It has been quite the roller coaster ride with his feelings lately.

"I'm sorry about that, Izuku," Toga murmured quietly as she ran her fingers through his hair. Working to soothe him same as always. "I didn't know Muscular all that well. Really the training camp was the first time I worked with him. Though he did have a love for blood like I do."

The Quirkless teen flinched in her arms so she held him closer.

"No, shh shh shh. It's okay, Izuku," she said, doing her best to calm him. "He isn't here and even if he was, I wouldn't want anything to do with him. You are so much more important than him. So much stronger, better, kinder. The absolute best."

It wasn't really what he needed to hear but Izuku forced himself to calm down. He was not at all in a situation to be losing himself to his emotions. The Quirkless teen needed to keep his head if they were to survive this and get out of here.

"Thanks, Toga," Izuku said, though it was more for her sake than anything else.

"You can call me Himiko," was her response as she loosened her hold to meet his eye. "We're friends, right?"

Green eyes stared into yellow and all he saw was sincerity or at least he thought so. Izuku didn't really know Toga that well but he guess he could use all the 'friends' he could get. Dabi seemed to actually be an ally as Chizome had said. Maybe she could be too?

"Sure…Himiko-chan."

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