Yamada growled. "Before we start, we need to consider something important." He told the other teachers. "There may be a traitor. How else could they find us?" They took so many precautions.

"We shot lasers at the sky and blew up the place constantly. We weren't exactly subtle." Vlad groaned. Well, that was a fair point.

"Even if that was the case, the area was far isolated from any prying eyes. No one should've been able to locate us without inside information." Aizawa agreed with him. "It disgusts me to consider it, but we have to start looking into the students."

"You really think one of them could be behind it?" Nemuri asked. "I get they were all present but …"

"Twice, 1-A was attacked by the League of villains when no one outside of U.A should've known our schedule." Aizawa growled. "This isn't the time to be irrational. We can't leave any table left unturned."

"Even if there is a traitor, there's no point in arguing about it." Nedzu spoke up. "Right now the security of our students is paramount." The rat had a plan like always. "I had a dorm system installed for a rainy day." Of course he did.

"Wait, you think after the U.A was attacked twice, the parents are going to agree to let their kids stay here full time?" Nemuri questioned. "We already have dozens of students from the other courses getting pulled out as we speak."

"You see, that's the thing." He smiled. "You all get to try and convince them, good luck." The rat began walking out, leaving them with a nigh impossible task.

"You can't just walk out like that!" Vlad shouted.

"Of course I can, right now I need to build a bunker." The principal shivered. "I need some sense of safety with a predator at night."

"Wait, is he still afraid of Suzuki?" Yamada snickered.

"Well, now at least we know who to sink on him if he gets too out of line." Aizawa deadpanned. "I'll take the Suzuki's, i'm the least likely to try and murder them on sight, and the least sociable person to be speaking with other parents. You all get the rest." Of course he dumps work on them

Vlad used his years and years of appearing stoic around Aizawa, all that training, for this moment. "And another thing!" Dealing with the parents of Neito Monoma. "Did you know he was locked in a closet for days on end? Yes, they just tied him up with tape and some sticky balls after knocking him unconscious! By your own students no less!" He heard the story, he was disappointed in Shiozaki and Tokage

"So we don't just have to worry about the villains invading, which they have done twice at your school, but now we have to worry about your own students!?"

"All the teachers are aware of what the students have done, and I can assure you, they will not go unpunished. " Vlad responded.

"And yet you're still allowing these cretains to attend your school?" The mother was particularly stubborn. "They should be expelled, arrested even for their actions." They had a case, he couldn't deny that, but it was far from the best solution to this problem.

"I can handle myself." The boy quietly answered.

"Hush sweetie, the adults are talking." The mom placated the boy in a way that made him discover a lot of context from his life.

"You know, our sons tell us a lot about the unruly delinquents that are in his rival class." Oh great, Monoma's rants were biting him in the ass. "I don't think we can allow our son to be in the same school with such terrible influences running about, doing whatever they want just because-"

"Okay, would you be quiet for one moment please and let me speak!" Monoma yelled and the parents stopped talking. "Yes, what 1-A and my friends did was idiotic, moronic beyond belief! But it was a stressful time and one of their friends was taken by villains! I got involved by trying to stop them, so..it was my fault for not handling the situation better!"

"Please, let us help him." He spoke. "If he's out in the open he'll still be a target. We know we've failed before but UA is the most secure place they can be at the moment. Please, let me help your son."

The two parents looked to each other, and then to their soon, before turning back to him. "Alright. We'll give this a trial run." Thank god, hopefully the rest of his trials today would be this easy.

Jiro could do nothing but hold her head in her hands. "I'm glad to hear that such a rockin 'man is teaching a rockin 'class." Her dad would kill her otherwise. Any other teacher would've been better. With Aizawa or anyone else, her dad would've tried to pull the 'stern father' act they would have laughed off, but unfortunately, UA chose to send the one hero her dad happened to be a big fan of to their house.

"And I'm glad such a great listener with great taste listens to my weekly shows. I remember the one broadcast where the villain actually tried to come in with a hostage situation."

"Oh, I remember that one! You actually got him to sit down for an interview! I couldn't stop laughing at the absurdity, but it worked! And you ended it by using your quirk to fling him across the room! Now that was rockin!"

He laughed. "You're all right man. Say, so about the dorms."

"I don't know in all honesty." His dad looked thoughtful. "I mean my little girl, living in the same building as so many guys…."

"Or girls!" Her mom unhelpfully shouts from the kitchen. Thanks a lot for that!

"Believe me, we're very aware that this year has a bit of a problem with PDA." Present Mic responded, and she could only roll her eyes. "Which is why Midnight's giving a sex-ed class before they settle in. Sex will be the last thing on their minds after she explains it." She was what!?

"I … that's probably a good idea." She relented after some thought. "Iruma doesn't know the first thing about sex …" She noticed the look from her dad. "As in he thinks babies still come from storks kind of not knowing."

"Really? That's…very concerning." Her mother responded in disbelief. "His parents must be so overprotective." That physically hurt to hear.

"Yeah, that's totally the case." At least Present Mic didn't pretend to act like that wasn't bullshit. "Anyways, we'll be keeping a close eye on all the kids at the dorms. No funny business is going to happen under the school's nose."

"Well I guess if it's your word, I'll have to take it." The dad patted the man on the back. "Look after my little girl, you hear?" She got to stay at UA, that was what was important here. And she got to be with her friends…living under the same roof as Denki and Momo….two people who made her feel super weird…feelings really did suck.

"Thank you again for saving my son." Mrs Bakugo bowed with her son … Well, she bowed. Young Bakuo was dragged with a hand on the back of his head. His father just sort of looked at the situation with a content smile. This must've been a regular thing that happened often. "We can't say how grateful we are to you."

"No need to thank me, it's just all a part of the job." He reassured them. "Now, I know you might feel a bit reluctant about letting Young Bakugo attend UA, but I can assure you it's the safest option we have against the villains."

"We're aware, and we trust you." This was going more smoothly than he expected it to. "I'm sure you've noticed it from time to time, but Katsuki has a bit of a problem with his ego and temper. It's probably what led to him getting kidnapped to begin with."

"It was a shit villain with a cheap tri-" He was slapped upside the head.

"We haven't been firm enough, recently i've been a bit down, so i'm trying to get it back for his sake." She didn't skip a beat. "I trust you, please, don't let us down. That's all I ask."

"I promise you, he'll grow into a fine hero under our care." He stood up and bowed. First house of the day, and everything was going off spectacularly. Next was the Kirishima household, so hopefully the boy's parents were just as amicable.

"Wait, hold on." Young Bakugo stopped him as he walked out the door. "The villain, the main guy incharge of everything, he was after Dodger because of you, wasn't he?" He should've expected this. "Dodger's more than just some kid you decided to train."

"He's my student, just like the rest of you." Last he checked, Young Bakugo wasn't exactly one of Young Suzuki's closer companions, so leaving him in the dark was the best option for the moment. With One For All now resting solely inside his successor, they should probably talk a little more about who they should bring into the inner circle.

"Whatever …" The boy stopped at his door. "I'm sorry about everything." He spoke quietly, before shutting the door. Why did those words worry him more than anything?

Nemuri was having a bit of a hard time here. She was trying to convince them that the dorm system was the best form of security. However, that pales in comparison when the Yaoyorozu had more money then Nedzu, and she was half certain the rat was bribing some government official somewhere.

"We appreciate everything you've done for our daughter, we really do." Mrs. Yaoyorozu sat them all down with a security detail of twenty to thirty men surrounding them. "But I'm not certain you could provide this level of protection for her twenty-four/seven."

"I mean most laser systems aren't that advanced." Or legal. You could turn raw metal molten with that kind of stuff. "But surely she would be safer being at the same place she learns, less travel time to be attacked. Zero in fact since they're both on campus."

"That may be, but your campus has been attacked twice, has it not? And not a single time have you captured the leader, Tomura Shigaraki, in question."

She was making this difficult. Luckily, Nemuri knew how to not break under pressure. "Yes, that is true, but your daughter, in both situations, has been instrumental in securing the safety of the students. She-"

"Was forced into combat situations that should not have had her needed in the first place." Come on!

"That may be, but she's grown so much." She recalled back when the girl's confidence was completely shot, and how much she had grown past that. "She's a natural born leader, and everyone in her class looks to her for leadership and advice. Not just in hero training, but in their school work as well. She's been an essential part of Class 1-A's growth." If she was being full honest, she was one third of the reason why the class strove so hard to improve themselves.

The mother still looked unsure. "You say this, but she's been in multiple villain attacks, and very dangerous situations. I'm not going to just tell her to go back to a dangerous workplace and-"

"I'm packed!" The girl of the hour herself came into the room, with dozens of packages being rolled out-where those suitcases lined with gold? "I couldn't pack away my bedding, but I'll be able to make one easily enough once I enter my dorm room."

"... I haven't even said yes yet." The mother looked surprised.

"YOU WERE GOING TO SAY NO!?" Apparently the daughter was just as surprised as well.

"I've been contemplating." The mother reaffirmed. "I know being a hero is important to you, but there's been nothing but danger happening around you ever since you started attending U.A. It..It just seems like a bit much to handle from my perspective."

"Mother, I know it does, but I haven't felt happier attending since I've started. I've learned so much about myself and what I am capable of doing for others. I've met so many great people..and one in particular that's really, really special to me…" Yaoyoruzo was blushing hard.

Mrs Yaoyorozu finally sighed. "If that's what you wish, I won't say no … just remember to protect yourself. Emotionally and physically."

"Of course mother." The two shared a hug, teary eyed. It warmed her heart.

"And also sexually."

"MOTHER! We haven't gotten that far!"

"So you've been heading in that direction?"

Cementos sat awkwardly at the table, the two sons eating food as if nothing was wrong, the eldest sister focusing with a strained look, and … multiple ranting screams in the background. "RETIRE!? THE BASTARD! THAT WAS SUPPOSED TO BE EARNED DAMN IT!"

As one could see, very tense. "I'm sorry." She spoke. "Ever since he was told what happened father has been … busy, calming himself down."

"I see." Why did he always draw the short end of the straw when it came to giving news to temperamental people? At least he wasn't giving it to the now new number one directly. "You're listed as Todoroki's main guardian and emergency contact either way, so I must inform you of the new dorm system."

"Yes, I believe that would probably be for the best." Todoroki's older sister took the news calmly. "Shoto's been happier ever since he's started UA, so staying around his friends could only make things better for him."

"No argument here." The student nodded, slurping his cold soba.

"I'm not worried, I saw the sports festival, any villains would be toast if it was for him." Natsuo agreed, taking a large gulp of soba. "The ones at the forest were probably wimps."

"DAMN YOU COMMISSION! DAMN YOU ALL FOR ONE! DAMN YOU ALLL MIIIGHT!"

"Please tell me you're recording his ranting." Shoto asked his brother.

"Why would I record the ranting of Endeavor, a guy who's just borrowing our gym?" The boy smirked, holding out a phone.

"Wait, you're doing this on purpose!?" The girl shouted, turning to Natsuo. "I thought Shoto had a serious medical condition, even if it was arbitrarily. You have no excuse!"

"But I do… It's a great bonding experience between two brothers, and it's funny as hell." Natsuo laughed without apology, and the youngest Todoroki snickered with no regret.

"Why can't we just have a happy family? Why can't we just have a happy family? Why can't we just have a happy family?" The daughter entered a mantra that even freaked the two boys out a bit.

"Umm … so if I can just get you to sign this …" He slid over the paper slowly, as if it was dangerous to move at all. Again, why does he always draw the short straw in these situations?

Thirteen finally did it. After hours of walking through mountains, five trains, and a confusing address, she finally reached the address of the Uraraka's. Why do they live so far away? She'll never know.

All that mattered was walking here and making sure that she could create a conversation. And then never walk, ever again. Maybe she should invest in a jetpack, Powerloader's little protege probably had a spare or two lying around somewhere. Maybe it would explode, but it's a risk Thirteen would take at this point.

Regardless, she knocked on the door, and awaited an answer. "Oh, hello there … Thirteen right?" A woman asked. "Our daughter used to have pictures of you on her wall."

"Used to?" The hero asked. She was pretty sure Uraraka was still a big fan of hers, given the fangirling during rescue training.

"Oh, she moved out." A man she presumed was the father came out. "Said she wanted to not be a burden on us, so she went closer to UA and rented an apartment."

"... So she doesn't live here … and you aren't her current guardians?"

"Well we are, but if you need consent for something we have fax." Don't use black hole on the house, they don't deserve it. Don't aim it at the trains either. You could disintegrate all the buildings you wanted back at U.A.

"Right…I'm here to inform you about the new dorm system we're implementing." Wait, wouldn't Nedzu have known about this? Damn that rat!

Aizawa looked at the forbidden door, one that would bring him plenty of rage. A low growl entered his throat as he suppressed any and all emotions. Only pure rational logic would work here. Anything else would fail in the end. Finally steady, he gave the door a nock.

The door was greeted by the boy in question, covered in dust. "Aizawa-sensei?" He asked in a confused tone. "Is something wrong?"

"A few things, but hopefully they'll get better soon." He sighed. He wouldn't ask about the dust just to save himself the anger-induced headache. "Your parents wouldn't happen to be home, would they?"

"Iruma-kun, who is at the door?" A male voice asked from inside the house, likely Suzuki's father.

"Aizawa-sensei! I think he wants to talk!" The boy spoke up. A bit of shuffling was heard before a man showed up.

"Where are my manners? Hachi Suzuki, pleased to meet you." The man held out his hand. Luckily, thanks to the reports Nedzu provided from his private investigations (an anonymous source to boot), he was able to learn that the man's quirk was touch activated, so he could save himself a few eyedrops.

"A pleasure to meet you as well." He reached out and took the man's hand with a gloved one of his own. If stingers were involved like the ones used on Tsukauchi, these would stop it dead in their tracks. "I need to talk with you about a new program."

"Oh, you're talking about changes U.A is making at the moment?" A woman came in, likely Suzuki's mother. "Come in, come in, let's talk about it further." This would be a little more tricky. The woman's method of brainwashing was verbal, so he needed to focus his quirk on her when she started saying something suspicious.

He made his way and looked at the place. It was … nice. The walls looked good, the furniture was so clean it was good, the space was large, pictures adorned the walls. A curious focus revealed smiling families in all of them, even Suzuki in a decent two thirds. No one would get suspicious from a glance. "Please, take a seat." Hachi gestured to a chair, which Aizawa accepted.

"I'd like to get straight to the point. UA is implementing a new Dorm system. Your child is undoubtedly a target for the League of Villains, and we believe in personally seeing to the security of our students will increase their safety."

"I see. We thank UA for making this system, it seems like a lot of work was put into it. You would have to do a lot for it-" The man reached to help him sit, making him need to awkwardly stumble to avoid it. "You okay, need a hand?"

"I'm fine." He backed away.

"Now, now, you're obviously a hard working teacher and hero.." The wife began speaking, and instinct told Aizawa to activate his quirk now. "..you should learn to accept a helping hand every once in a while, you deserve it." The mother blinked in confusion.

"I'll take that into consideration." She gave a quick frown before returning that expression. Damn it, they were already onto him. "So if I could have your permission to accept Suzuki into the dorm system, that would be all."

"Oh, that won't be necessary." The father waved off. "We plan on taking him out of UA all together." Considering these bastards were the only ones out of every parent that outright refused on the spot, he doubted it was for good reasons.

"What!?" Suzuki yelled from the kitchen.

"Iruma, honey, please stay out of the conversation." The wife said, using the trigger the whole class knew not the use at this point. The boy flinched, but otherwise said nothing.

"We feel our child has been in danger, two times now he's been attacked, and so many injuries he's gotten from broken bones." The mother spoke.

"Funny you should mention that…when I checked the files to look over his information, imagine my surprise that his' registry hasn't been updated since he was four."

"We didn't even know about it ourselves." The father spoke. "We took him to a doctor, had an X ray done, he has a pinkie toe and a liver, both of those are pre quirk body parts. Did you even notice he has to wear custom shoes that are a size too large?" He … did not. "And he never even told us anything. Said he got his quirk during the entrance exam and didn't think it was important enough to tell us."

Given who these bastards were, he could imagine why the kid would be inclined to not say anything. They were already trying to gaslight their own kid. "And while we're on the subject, I've come to notice that neither of you have a registry at all."

"Oh I did get a registry done, but my parents were in moscow at the time." The wife rationalized. He felt the need to use his quirk again. "They must have not transferred it over from the country." Her hand twitched.

"You mean the parent's you told me over the phone that you were estranged from? Why would you call them for help?"

"I didn't." She explained, a darker look in her eye, but she wasn't looking at him. "I switched out of the country and left them to rot." That somehow felt like the most honest thing she's said this whole time. He turned to the husband.

"I was raised on the streets, I was lucky enough to get a house with my lack of birth records."

"And it's due to this harsh life you supposedly have that makes you think it's okay to have your son work twenty jobs in a week while you sit on your ass not paying a cent of your own money?"

"He's a helpful little boy, who are we to stop him?" The wife draped her arm over the father. "But we still hold the position over our son. The answer is no." Shit, he let his emotions get out of control in the end. He might have to work damage control here.

"Mom, Dad, I'm not going to leave UA." Suzuki came into the room with the most determined expression he's seen on him since the exams.

"Iruma, please head back outside, the adults are having a very important conversation here.."

"Ok.." The boy held his hand to his mouth, looking like he was stopping himself from gagging. "N-no. Not until I say what I want to say for once." The boy actually looked legitimately angry at his parents. "You want money, don't you? That's why you like me going to hero school, right? Because if I'm good enough, I can make a lot of money for you?" The two parents said nothing, looking quietly at their son with an expression he couldn't quite judge. "I recently got my hands on a gold bar worth six million. It's yours if you let me head to the dorms."

"Now Iruma, you know better than to lie to your mom and dad…"

"Since when have I ever lied to you guys? You've never taught me how." The two looked curiously at each other. "Take it or leave it, it's all yours, no questions or tricks."

"Now Iruma, if you have something that can help your mom and dad out like that, you should give it to us right away.." The wife responded.

"I thought he was free to give it to you?" He butted in with a faux head tilt.

"He is…I..uh…" The husband was starting to lose it, looking like he was suppressing a lot of anger as he reached out for the boy's head. "You want to help your parent's, don't you? Pretty please, give us that gold bar?" He reached for Suzuki's head, but the kid shook it away and looked disgusted.

"You see, I would do that…but I asked my friends to hide it where I can't reach it easily. I can only ask them to bring it to me, I don't know where it is."

A single crack came from the cup the mother was holding. "I see … well if this is what you want, who are we to say no to our little Iruma-kun." He felt a shudder. Shit, the cooldown, he had his eyes on her for too long. "You're being a very bad son, Iruma."

"... I know I'm a bad person." The boy walked out of the door. "I'm going to grab my things, you can talk it over with Aizawa-sensei."

"This isn't over, just so you know." Hachi growled. "Iruma doesn't know how life works, he can't handle living on his own like this. He'll come back to us, one way or another."

"Oh really? From my perspective, it seems he knows nothing except living on his own." He growled. "Now sign here so we can get this part over with." He was right, he was the best at suppressing his emotions. He was sure half of the other teachers would have killed them by now.