Once again Izuku had rented a bus, for all of them to drive to U.A. on, much like he did when they went to the amusement park.

Giza was driving it now, with Izuku in the seat directly behind them.

Behind him was Sori who was the other bodyguard accompanying them.

And behind her, where all the children that had gone with them. Fu and Kyosei, Kiba, Sansan, Shiruku, Yami, Mu, Netsu, Ken, Nara, Aka, Alice, and the Cerberus trio.

And behind the bus was a trailer, filled with their stuff. Mainly Kiba merch.

"I'm surprised you came with us Shiruku, I didn't think you were interested in hero stuff," Nara said.

"I'm not, but I do want to cheer on Ochaco," Shiruku explained. "Eri and Kei wanted to do it too, but they had to babysit the turtles, so I'm coming to represent them too."

"It's such a shame that you're not interested in being a hero." Aka sighed from her seat. "You could crush so many villains."

"I'm even more surprised that you came Mu," Netsu said, looking at Mu, who was covered in a sheet to keep people from looking at him.

"I wanted to see the heroes," Mu explained curtly.

"Alright, everyone!" Izuku spoke up, getting everyone's attention. "We're almost there. Now, remember, stay in groups. Always be near one of the bodyguards, and if something happens, let us know, immediately, understood?"

"Yes!" Shouted all the children.

"And remember, no using your quirks if you can help it." Izuku reminded them. "This isn't the Foundation, you can get in serious trouble for using your quirks in public. Especially if someone winds up getting hurt."

Aka raised her hand. "What if some lower then dirt, scummy villain tries to do something?"

Izuku sighed. "That depends. If you can, try to run away, and get one of the bodyguards to deal with it. But, if you for whatever reason, you or someone else is in danger, and the ONLY way to save them is to use your quirk, then do it. I'll handle the repercussions afterward. Got it, everyone?"

Everyone nodded.

And with that, the bus came to a stop.

"We have arrived," Giza said, putting the bus in park.

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Midoriya and company walked onto the U.A. stadium fairgrounds, where people would buy and sell things from stalls that U.A. would rent out.

However, it was rather empty at the moment, due to them arriving much earlier. Normally no one would be allowed in at this time, however, they were a special case.

"It's a pleasure to see you again Mr. Midoriya," Nezu said as he and Izuku talked while the kids set up Kiba's stall. "You as well Giza. How have things been going at the Foundation."

"Fairly well, I have no complaints," Giza said while stroking his beard. "Although hopefully, I will be a little less busy once this is over."

"That's likely. From the looks of it, Mr. Midoriya's been preparing for our event quite thoroughly." Nezu said, looking at the two suitcases that Izuku was holding. "May I inquire what are in those cases Mr. Midoriya?"

"I apologize, but would like to keep that secret," Izuku told him. "It's nothing dangerous…to you."

"I see. Very well, I trust your word," Nezu told him. "Just take care not to raise any suspicion."

"Noted, thank you," Izuku said, giving a brief bow to show his appreciation. "And thank you for all the special treatment as well."

"Well you know what they say, scratch my back, I scratch yours," Nezu said. "I do hope we can continue this mutually beneficial relationship."

"As do I." Izuku nodded.

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A few hours later, after the other stalls had set up, the pre-Sports Festival activities had finally started.

The fairgrounds were full of life, and absolutely crawling with people and pro-heroes alike.

As such, the group split into two, as best to enjoy the festival.

The first group would stay at Kiba's stall and included, of course, Kiba, Fu, Mu, and Ken. Along with Sori to guard them.

While the second group wandered around the festival grounds. This group consisted of everyone else.

Naturally seeing as they traveled in such a big group, and their patriarch was wearing a cloak made of darkness, they got a lot of looks from passers-by, not that any of them paid it any thought.

"Woah look it's Kamui Woods!" Netsu gasped, as he saw the rising star of a pro hero, along with Mt. Lady and Death Arms. "Dad can we go get his autograph!"

"You can ask, but stay within sight," Izuku instructed.

Immediately, the kids ran up to the heroes and swarmed them in the way children do.

Izuku smiled as the children looked up at the heroes with glimmering eyes, it set his soul at ease.

"Yo!" Shouted a familiar voice.

"Huh?" Izuku looked toward the sound of the voice and saw Fat Gum walking up to him. "Fat Gum!?"

"Hey Midoriya, long time no see." Fat Gum greeted, as he came right up to Izuku. "Glad to see you're healthy! Man to think that little kid I saw running a food stand would grow into this. Wild."

"Yeah, I can barely believe it myself." Izuku chuckled, as he recalled the last time he saw Fat Gum. It felt like so, so long ago. Back then he only had two kids, was mildly wealthy, didn't technically have a job, and still lived in a small apartment. "So much has happened…feels like I've lived two completely different lives."

"I can only imagine." Fat Gum said, before scowling. "Hey, are you ok? No one around here is giving you any trouble because of your…condition."

"Not yet." Izuku shook his head. "Hopefully none of that will happen today, and me and the kids can just enjoy ourselves."

"Yeah, I heard about those Meta Liberation Bastards. To think someone would go through all that trouble to attack someone just because they're quirkless, unbelievable!" Fat Gum said in disgust. "Makes no freakin sense."

Izuku sighed. "Unfortunately looking at history, this is very believable. Although I wish it wasn't."

"I'll tell you what, once we find where those quirkist lowlives are hiding, I'ma make sure I take em down myself, don't you worry kid." Fat Gum told him. "You just keep doing your job, and taking care of those kids."

"Will do sir." Izuku smiled. "And…thank you for being concerned about me. I can't say I'm thrilled about what happened to my Middle School, but it was probably the right call."

"Glad you can see it, my way kid." Fat Gum said, patting him on the back. "A father needs to stick up for himself if he wants good things for his kids after all."

"You're right about that." Izuku nodded. "If I had let people walk all over me, I'd likely be dead by now."

"Bro!" Yaba shouted, as she and the others ran over to him after finishing up with Kamui Woods and Co. She and the others proudly held up their autograph books, showing the three new signatures. "Check it out we-woah is that Fat Gum?"

"Cool!" Sansan cooed.

"Dad you know Fat Gum?" Netsu asked his fire almost sparkling.

"We've met," Izuku said, blushing a bit. "He helped me out with something."

"It was my pleasure, your father's a stand-up guy after all. Can't let quirkist keep him down for something so silly." Fat Gum said, giving them all a winning smile. "Hey, why don't I give ya all my autograph!"

"Yeahhhhh!" The kids cheered.

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"Come one! Come all!" Ken called as he sat behind Kiba's booth with Fu and of course Kiba herself. Sense Kiba was sick, Ken would be the one doing the shouting. "Get you're signed Kiba merchandise! Meet Kiba herself! And place a pre-order for the new game by Omni Studios!"

In front of them was a bunch of Kiba merch. Figures of Kiba in various outfits. Shirts, hats, and jackets that said things like "Midoriya Army" "Follower of Kiba" and "Kiba's Faithful". Posters, mugs, and all sorts of things with Kiba's face on them.

"Lady Kiba!"

"Oh my god, she's so cute!"

"Lady Kiba I'll take ten shirts!"

"Give me a poster!"

"I love you Lady Kiba!"

"Sign my baby!"

These people are insane. Mu thought as he sat under the booth with the cash register and credit card reader.

He reached his hand up through the booth and grabbed the money that was constantly being thrown their way, before bringing it down and putting it in the cash register.

"Man this stuff is selling fast," Sori said as she leaned in the back, wearing her Kiba shirt, Kiba hat, and Kiba jacket while taking a sip from her Kiba cup. "Good thing I bought my stuff, early."

I can't believe you spent half your paycheck on something you could have gotten for free. Fu thought to himself, as he used Kyosei to take money and hand out merch.

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Meanwhile, Izuku and his group continued roaming around, gathering autographs, munching on food sold at the stalls, and generally just having a good time.

Currently, Izuku was watching as his children at some kebabs, with a smile on his face until-

"Izuku!?" Cried a familiar feminine voice from behind him.

Izuku's eyes went wide, and he quickly turned around to see none other than Mitsuki Bakugo approaching them. "Aunt Mitusuki?!"

"Long time no see." Mitsuki greeted him. "Nice to finally see you again."

"It really has been a long time. I honestly can't remember the last time I saw you." Izuku admitted bashfully. "So much has happened since then."

"Tell me about." Mitsuki gave Izuku a good glance. "Damn, you're so different but…still pretty similar to the Izuku I knew."

"R-Really?" Izuku was a little surprised to hear that. He'd thought he'd changed a considerable amount since he'd become a father. "H-How so?"

"Well, you're a bit more fierce now, but I still see that determined look in you." Mitsuki started. "If anything you seem more resolute them ever, but you still have that soft look in your eyes, like you're mother's but more protective. After that, it's hard to explain. You look like you did when we last met, but more…solid. Firm. But still just as stressed, unfortunately. Although honestly, I'm a little relieved, and here I thought my cute little nephew would be unrecognizable."

Izuku blushed again. "Aunt Mitsuki. You haven't changed much either. Mentally or physically."

"Thanks. But I think I went through quite the change after I figured out what my brat was doing to you." Mistuki said with a scowl. "Some part of me always knew. With you always ending up hurt, and personality of his, some part of me figured it out but just didn't wanna accept it. Shit, I'm so sorry Izuku. I should've-"

"Even if you did accept it back then, I doubt there was much you could do." Izuku stopped her. "Even though you're his mother, you could only do so much when the world itself is working against you. Our teachers, principals, classmates, and other parents, everyone was pushing Ba-Kacchan down the path he went. And even then it was his choice to walk it. You, mom, and uncle were the only ones who treated me kindly until recently, so please don't be harsh on yourself."

Mitsuki frowned for a second until her expression quickly morphed into a smile. "Yup, still the same Izuku. Just a bit more grown up. I'm proud of you."

Izuku smiled back. "Thanks. I hope someday we can feel the same way about Kacchan."

"You and me both kid. You and me both." Mitsuki chuckled. "Anyway, I heard from Inko that you got into some business with your dad. Apparently, the bastard had some more kids and dumped them on you. Are the little dog-eared ones your sisters?"

"Yeah, thankfully the only thing they got from his was fire breathing," Izuku explained. "They're the only, and best things dad ever gave me. Hopefully, he won't try to give me anything else. At least he didn't ask me for money."

"If he tries just call me. I've been wanting to kill that bastard ever since I met him. Always told Inko he was no good." Mitsuki said in disgust. "How a kid like you is made of half of him, I'll never know."

"Oi! Hag!" Shouted a far too famliure voice, that made Izuku and Mitsuki cringe.

They looked over and saw Bakugo heading towards them, only for him to stop, when he saw Izuku.

For a couple seconds, he and Izuku just looked at each other, somewhat nervously, before Bakugo just turned around, and walked away.

Izuku breathed a sigh of relief. "I forgot he wasn't allowed to participate with his classmates, so of course, he'd be here instead of with them."

"Yeah, well looks like I better get going," Mitsuki said, as she turned to leave. "Take care of yourself Izuku, and don't let any quirkist bastards touch or the kids. And remember to invite me over sometime."

"Will do, it was nice talking to you, aunty." Izuku smiled and waved as she left.

"See ya!" Mitsuki waved back, as she headed off towards where Bakugo went off to.

After she was out of sight, Izuku looked back at the kids. So much has changed. But I wonder how much has stayed the same.

With that thought tucked away for later, Izuku rejoined the kids and went to enjoy the rest of the Pre-Sports Festival events.

And so it has begun, the calm before the storm.

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